((Time might be confusing so here goes... An island of impossible proportions, a realm within a realm if you will, disappeared in synchronicity with many other places... but has returned due to some unknown impetus. This already did happen in the past but it also is happening now. Aren't time paradoxes funny?))
Chaos
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 5:24 am
Post subject: Island of the Rose
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In the great ocean of our mysterious sea, something massive was coming, being created through the forces of the abyss itself. A destroyer by nature, also had the talent for creation, and things could be created on an epic scale. Nothing Bob ever did was small or unimportant, this would be no exception in the pattern of his grand design.
Thunder and lightning filled the endless skies above and the waters churned madly in a chaotic dance of madness, tortured by unnatural powers of an obvious source. The blackness had screams of unseen winds beating their rage against the trace of chaos that had invaded and disrupted the natural order. Things were going to be changing on this planet, anybody who had a sense of connection to the elements would easily feel their objection to the point of pain and discomfort. Children would wake up around the world and cry from some nightmarish vision of the process of creation they only glimpsed, and rationality gave into fear, and horror as understanding failed them.
The ocean crashed, screamed in protest, and ultimately gave into the monster's will. The first parts of the epic island came above the waves. The center came first, not a mountain top as would be expected, no. It was the spires of a massive golden temple. The waters retracted their icy death grip upon the land and slowly revealed more of the glorious golden castle that actually stood upon and blended into the mountain as it descended into the murky, yet steadily retreating depths of the violent sea. Thunder crashed louder as the storm grew with intensity and destructive intentions, this did not stop the creation, or the creator by any means.
This Island was unnatural by all of the laws of immortal and mortal alike. It was a place fit for a Goddess, indeed, large and extravagant enough for many. Other mountains began to show themselves in various places. Some of them sported odd temples of unknown purpose, all remained dark for the moment, mysterious and filled with wonder. Only one knew what everything was, and what it would be. The earth stood at attention slowly, the island emerged from the ocean and the waves no longer crashed into each other, now they crashed against sandy beaches and treacherous rocks that were unforgiving as they were powerful.
The interior of the island spread for miles in every direction, a grassy flat land mostly but some places were darker, more sinister in appearance from this vantage point. Only the Mistress of the Island could enter here without the danger of being lost in its terrain forever. Buildings of forgotten pasts and powers lay here, most in pristine condition kept up by the powers of the abyss itself. All of them lay guarded and protected by unknown serpents of destruction that lay hidden in the island, waiting for some unwary adventure seeker to fall into their traps and hungry mouths.
The shadows and the light existed here, but not in balance by any means, there was far more mystery than known fact, some of them beautiful, some hidden for reasons best left undiscovered... but still were sought after by the seekers of power and glory.
Places of warmth and light, sandy beaches of a paradise, numerous variety that will be explored later. This island is massive and as beautiful in its darkness, though it posses the temper of a scorned red head, much like an angry and vindictive dragon. Ever seeking somebody to vent its rage on at any given moment. Only one is safe here, protected here, and those favored by her grace may be as well... but if she doesn't know you're coming she can't very well be responsible for your protection, now can she?
Any soul may venture on to this island and explore its wonders, but the trace of chaos here will destroy the dependable powers of the mighty at random, magic forces avoid this place and are not invited. The skies are defended by the souls of the damned always seeking to devour the souls of the uninvited. Terror waits, and it waits for you.
The Island of the Rose had risen to its full power and majestic stature in the ocean now. The creator gazed upon the creation and smiled in a job well done to him, but the rest of the planet may not share the same view point he did. But Bob was a villain and caring about what the rest of the planet thought was not his top priority.
Welcome to the Island.
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Monsters are tragic beings, they are born too powerful and too strong. They are not evil by choice. This is their tragedy--Bob.
((The islands birth was but the first post, an introduction, to what an old friend bestowed upon Rose as a gift. A place of secrets where the allure of light and the horrors of night coexist in much the same chaotic manner they do inside her mind? Just wait till you get to see it up close.))
Chaos
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Joined: 29 Jul 2006
Posts: 864
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Location: Coming to a house near you..
Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 5:24 am
Post subject: Island of the Rose
________________________________________
In the great ocean of our mysterious sea, something massive was coming, being created through the forces of the abyss itself. A destroyer by nature, also had the talent for creation, and things could be created on an epic scale. Nothing Bob ever did was small or unimportant, this would be no exception in the pattern of his grand design.
Thunder and lightning filled the endless skies above and the waters churned madly in a chaotic dance of madness, tortured by unnatural powers of an obvious source. The blackness had screams of unseen winds beating their rage against the trace of chaos that had invaded and disrupted the natural order. Things were going to be changing on this planet, anybody who had a sense of connection to the elements would easily feel their objection to the point of pain and discomfort. Children would wake up around the world and cry from some nightmarish vision of the process of creation they only glimpsed, and rationality gave into fear, and horror as understanding failed them.
The ocean crashed, screamed in protest, and ultimately gave into the monster's will. The first parts of the epic island came above the waves. The center came first, not a mountain top as would be expected, no. It was the spires of a massive golden temple. The waters retracted their icy death grip upon the land and slowly revealed more of the glorious golden castle that actually stood upon and blended into the mountain as it descended into the murky, yet steadily retreating depths of the violent sea. Thunder crashed louder as the storm grew with intensity and destructive intentions, this did not stop the creation, or the creator by any means.
This Island was unnatural by all of the laws of immortal and mortal alike. It was a place fit for a Goddess, indeed, large and extravagant enough for many. Other mountains began to show themselves in various places. Some of them sported odd temples of unknown purpose, all remained dark for the moment, mysterious and filled with wonder. Only one knew what everything was, and what it would be. The earth stood at attention slowly, the island emerged from the ocean and the waves no longer crashed into each other, now they crashed against sandy beaches and treacherous rocks that were unforgiving as they were powerful.
The interior of the island spread for miles in every direction, a grassy flat land mostly but some places were darker, more sinister in appearance from this vantage point. Only the Mistress of the Island could enter here without the danger of being lost in its terrain forever. Buildings of forgotten pasts and powers lay here, most in pristine condition kept up by the powers of the abyss itself. All of them lay guarded and protected by unknown serpents of destruction that lay hidden in the island, waiting for some unwary adventure seeker to fall into their traps and hungry mouths.
The shadows and the light existed here, but not in balance by any means, there was far more mystery than known fact, some of them beautiful, some hidden for reasons best left undiscovered... but still were sought after by the seekers of power and glory.
Places of warmth and light, sandy beaches of a paradise, numerous variety that will be explored later. This island is massive and as beautiful in its darkness, though it posses the temper of a scorned red head, much like an angry and vindictive dragon. Ever seeking somebody to vent its rage on at any given moment. Only one is safe here, protected here, and those favored by her grace may be as well... but if she doesn't know you're coming she can't very well be responsible for your protection, now can she?
Any soul may venture on to this island and explore its wonders, but the trace of chaos here will destroy the dependable powers of the mighty at random, magic forces avoid this place and are not invited. The skies are defended by the souls of the damned always seeking to devour the souls of the uninvited. Terror waits, and it waits for you.
The Island of the Rose had risen to its full power and majestic stature in the ocean now. The creator gazed upon the creation and smiled in a job well done to him, but the rest of the planet may not share the same view point he did. But Bob was a villain and caring about what the rest of the planet thought was not his top priority.
Welcome to the Island.
_________________
Monsters are tragic beings, they are born too powerful and too strong. They are not evil by choice. This is their tragedy--Bob.
((The islands birth was but the first post, an introduction, to what an old friend bestowed upon Rose as a gift. A place of secrets where the allure of light and the horrors of night coexist in much the same chaotic manner they do inside her mind? Just wait till you get to see it up close.))