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 Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 9:31 am
This isn't really an RP per say, but I was thinking it would be fun to create a plane in which a RP could take place. Some powerful Planeswalkers have the ability to create their own planes or collaborate with other 'walkers to do the same. I propose that we, the 'walkers of ..::The Multiverse::.., create our own plane.
We take turns creating locations, cultures, governments, histories, maps, lore, heroes, and villains. Eventually we would have to give our plane a name too.
It could be fun. biggrin
I'd rather not do it alone. Post your opinions.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 10:27 am
Day 1
Bo Levar looks out on the first dawn of his new plane. The lone island christened 'Walker's Nest in the endless sea of the nameless plane will be a good home for the old sailor. "It needs a dock and a pub," thinks the 'walker. With only a thought they appear. Bo remembers his old ship from his mortal days, the Nunieve, named for his now long dead daughter and it materializes in the bay. Finding himself exhausted with the effort of the creation of this new world Bo Levar heads to his new bed for rest.
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 12:44 pm
Day 2
Bo wakes up to the calling of gulls outside. "Gulls? I don't remember making gulls." As he steps out the door of the empty pub Bo Levar is stunned. Sara had told him the plane would take on a life of its own, but he did not expect it to start like this. The simple pub he built yesterday expanded into a small port town. The whole island seems to have grown along with it. What was yesterday barely a sandbar peaking up from the sea is now medium sized tropical island complete with a small mountain. It is a rather simple feat of magic to teleport Bo to the summit to survey his surroundings. Far out to sea a few other islands can be seen. The lone island is now part of a chain.
There is something missing though. Bo Levar returns to the port and begins to look around. As he wanders the streets the planewalker realizes what is wrong. There are no people There are birds in the sky and probably fish in the sea, but no people.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 12:48 am
ok...sooooo i absolutely love this idea, but im tooo tired to think right now so i WILL b posting in the morn.
got a question before i do though.
-just making sure but tgis would b one single plane developed by the joint effort of all of us(planeswalkers)? or we doing multiple planes, or is it a planbe made by you that we are just making additions too? 0.o
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 6:37 am
deaviantchild ok...sooooo i absolutely love this idea, but im tooo tired to think right now so i WILL b posting in the morn.
got a question before i do though.
-just making sure but tgis would b one single plane developed by the joint effort of all of us(planeswalkers)? or we doing multiple planes, or is it a planbe made by you that we are just making additions too? 0.o I was thinking a joint effort. I just started it off. If you like we could do multiple planes though.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 11:29 am
Aiden was looking at this new plane. A waterworld with but one island so far, but Aiden could change that. In the distance, far from the island, he made a large landmass, largely deserted of plants. Near the water of the landmass, he created a small city, a very small one. The citizens there were soldiers, a militaristic city-state. To give reason to their militarism, he created beasts in his small desert area. Sand wurms mostly, large and dangerous to the city. Aiden knew he was invading another's plane... later he might meet this other planeswalker. But not at the moment. He was creating. The city had it's own king, a type of dictator by the name of Alighieri. Additions to the city he'd do later...
((Is this the type of thing we're doing? Because I think it's pretty cool. Also, should we make some kind of Planeswalker profiles?))
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:49 pm
XxBroken_And_ShatteredxX ((Is this the type of thing we're doing? Because I think it's pretty cool. Also, should we make some kind of Planeswalker profiles?)) This is wonderful smile We probably should make profiles... Things we shoould probably include: 1) Name 2) Colors/Types of magic you like to use 3) Race 4) Physical Description 5) Personality/Back story
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:52 pm
Character Name: Bo Levar
Race: Human
Color: Blue
Usual Physical Appearance: Bo Levar fancies himself a cultured man, even though others think him a pirate, and wears his cerulean blue jacket trimmed with gold proudly. He keeps his blond hair slicked back revealing a hairline that seems to be just starting to recede with age, but the mischievous twinkle in his deep blue eye tells you that his wits are still with him. A Ravnican cigar, his favorite, sprouts from between his lips below his large mustache and blue sparks of magic dance around his fingers tapping the bar with impatience.
Favored Spells/Spell Type: Immobilizing spells, Counter spells, and sleight of hand illusions
Personality Traits: Although he acts like a respectable gentleman around customers, to his friends he is known as a lighthearted prankster. He is a lover of art and poetry and is a firm believer that magic can be beautiful as well as functional. Bo Levar holds high the value of freedom of expression and will do whatever it takes to protect that right wherever it is threatened.
Back Story: Bo Levar lived his mortal life as Captain Crucias who worked as a privateer until he fell in love and decided to turn his life around. He became a merchant and loved his daughter Nunnieve more than anything in the world. After she died of a sickness he drunk himself broke and built a ship which he named after her. He became a part-time tour guide to pay off his debt and was at sea the day that Urza Planeswalker's blast at Argoth shattered Terisiare. He died in the blast, but ignited his spark in the process. He deemed himself Bo Levar and started his immortal life as a trans planar smuggler.
Bo Levar is actually a cannon character in the Magic the Gathering universe so his back story was easy to come by... sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 8:13 am
Name: Aiden Brend
Colors: W/R
Race: Human
Physical Description:Tall and of average build. He feels privileged at all time and like he's earned everything that he's acquired. He looks especially young, and has long red-orange hair. He typically has a mischievous smile on his face, and is always planning expansion. He keeps a pair of blades on him at all times, with a light armor. He isn't particularly pious, but he employs the help of angels often in his work, and the work of his people he creates.
Favorite Spell Types: Damage Redirection, Destruction, and various kinds of Protections, particularly against Blue and Black.
Personality: Light-hearted and hot-headed. He still has a ton of youthful vigor, and is rarely found sleeping. He is very controlling when it comes to fighting, and likes to use his magic to prevent others from attacking or forcing attack upon them from another source. He always protects the weaker in a fight, and often buffs them until physically, they are equivalent. He enjoys a fair fight.
Back Story: Aiden lived, before his spark awakened, as a soldier in the Boros compounds of the City of Ravnica. After the Guildpact fell apart, Aiden and his fellow Boros soldiers created small city-states for the Boros specifically, including Agrus Kos, a friend of Aiden's. At one point, Ajani, in his vengeance against Bolos and their fighting, tore through the plane that had once housed the City. While Ajani was there, he noticed the "spark" that Aiden had inherently, and used his own magic to awaken it. He almost immediately started moving through the planes to sate his curiosity, and has been enjoying it so far.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:58 am
Bo Levar christened his island chain the Crucian Isles. The island of Walker's Nest is the largest island among the chain. Bo populated the town on Walker's Nest with a hardy race of sea people. Order has been kept by a band of law keepers known as the Blue Bands. They claim to take their job seriously, but a good bribe can get one out of almost any crime short of murder.
The town thrived off of trading tropical fruits and tobacco grown on nearby islands with a colony of merfolk that had taken up refuge in a ring of reefs around the islands.
This town became the Nunieve's home port. Bo Levar quickly made this boat the center of his smuggling ring.The ship's crew consisted of the few friends the 'walker had made traveling the multiverse and helped him with his dealings on their home planes. Sereios Rain-Cloak, captain of the Nunieve, was a tall man with an intimidating look about him, but is truly as lighthearted as Bo.
After his work had been done Bo Levar tried to rest, but something was wrong. The balance of mana was off. Somewhere someone had added to his plane. a hint of white and red added to the blue of his sea...
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 11:32 am
Aiden named the city-state he created Kalia. He created a captain of the city's guard, that he named after his old friend, Agrus Kos. The desert he created was known to the Kalians as the Pijesak Desert, and the sea to their east, where Aiden could feel the power of a lot of blue mana, they called the Sea of Voda. The City was on the edge of the water, and they had a few ports. He may not like it, but he was adding a slight tinge of blue to his mana. Which wasn't something he particularly liked, but he knew it was required for the survival of his people. The sea had fish, and other aquatic animals from which some of the citizens survived. They had no trade ring, but with some of the traveling nomads that lived further out in the desert away from them, and a great dragon named Ajagara, that Aiden had created. A sand dragon that was intelligent, and more or less benevolent. The police force in Kalia, which was incredibly strong, was named The Havran. Crime was few and far between in the city because of the watchful eye of Agrus and the rest of the Havran.
Aiden felt the blue mana stirring, as if finally aware of Aiden's presence.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 1:49 pm
((Because we have no black and I am sucker femme fatales like Lilli))
1) Name: Cin Gungrith (Pronounce Sin Goongrith)
2) Colors/Types of magic you like to use:Black, Killing, corrupting, memory magic, horrors, reanimation, and binding.
3) Race: A half human/half elf
4) Physical Description: Cin is pettie at 5 foot 2 but she's a whole lot of woman with lush full curves and a slamming body. Pale as death with eyes as green as a forest she has the sharp angular features of an elf except for the pointed ears. She wears a tight red corset made leather with several claws hanging down from it and two skulls as shoulder pad and a skirt of red and black leather and bones.
5) Personality/Back story: Born a freak and a monster from the unholy union of a n elf and a human Cin was shunned. She took isolation in stride becoming one of the most feared entities on her home plane. She corrupted, killed and destroyed her homeplane making herself its Queen, even demons bowing to her. Using her might she able to perform an incredibly powerful spell, turning the plane to ruins and her into a Planeswalker. She is powerhungry, ambitious, deadly, alluring, seductive and strong enough to get what she wants. Always.
Cin strutted with a sexual allure so potent men couldn't ignore..quite a few women too. She pursed her pouty kissable lips and tsked. "A new plane...? And I wasn't invited...I shall have to rectify this..." She said her voice a tangible caress. She raised her hands her demonic staff to hand. It would kill lesser beings to be near it. Carved from black onyx and blessed, or cursed depending on how you looked at it, with the blood of a thousand thousand innocents, it was a simply cylinder ending in a cone, much like a spear.
She raised her hands chanting calling on the darkness in her heart, calling on her demonic minions, calling on Evil itself and pointed the spear out into the ocean creating another landmass. It rose sending out waves the ten times their normal heights with a thunderous huge crash. An island of swamps and fetid waters, decaying plants and dark long shadows rose. She teleported herself to it and yelling. "BRUSILAL VALURIUM SIN DATCO" she thrust her staff out, the tip pointing to the sky as a tower rose from the ground, an exact copy of the one she had made back home and the same shape as her staff..and just as omnious. "A girl could get used to this...." She said her black shadowpanther prowling towards her from the tower.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 1:56 pm
Aiden shuddered, as he felt a massive expanse of black mana fill the plane. He wasn't expecting another planeswalker to join them quite yet. He had forgotten one major part of his own magic, bringing a number of Battle Seraphs into the city, and Goblins as part of the cities own population. The Seraphs were higher ups within the church, and warriors that blessed the other soldiers. The Goblins were the grunt-soldiers, on par with many of the human recruits. There had been high-ranking Goblins in the city before, but not many. They work together quite harmoniously though. He created these others, especially the angels, to combat the black mana that already seemed to be seeping into the world.
((As a side-note, could you put green in with her colors? We don't have any green in the plane either, and she's en elf. So it makes sense.))
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 3:15 pm
Bo Levar had just finished making preparations to sail off to the source of the white and red mana with the crew of the Nunieve when a large shockwave of black magic overcame him. "Another stop to be added to the voyage Rain-Cloak" said the 'walker, "It seems my little refuge has drawn a crowd." Who could these newcomer's be? Bo had gotten along with other walkers of all colors in the past. Except green. the only green walker he knew was Freyalise, and he couldn't stand her.
Although he did not expect too much trouble from the other planeswalkers at this point, but in case they were hostile the Crucian Isles needed defenders. Bo sent krakens to lurk in the deep dark places beneath the reef and drakes were left on some of the more mountainous islands to guard the sky. Other traps and enchantments were set to immobilize and misdirect enemy fleets. Hopefully none of these new creatures or snares would need to be used.
Bo Levar has a preference to white mana over black because his daughter loved the plains of Argive where she grew up, so his ship set course for the new land.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 3:26 pm
Aiden stood at the wall of the city, looking outward towards the sea, and saw a ship... and felt the source of the blue mana coming closer. He then saw the boat coming upon towards Kalia, to which he sent a dove carrying a message on it, saying to the planeswalker specifically, "I noticed your little paradise. I apologize if my barging in caused inconvenience." Aiden was typically pretty polite, especially when he knew he was in the wrong if there was a problem, as would be the case here. Though he never particularly liked blue planeswalkers... they tend to be a little too slippery and untrustworthy for his liking. Aiden was straightforward and honest, and most blue planeswalkers weren't. Especially Jace...
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