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Solaris · 10-03-2011, 10:10 PM

Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.

Loading Mini-Grand Framework... Done.

Generating Administration Personality... Done.

"Hello there! Glad to meet you!"

Generating Characters... Done.

Four beings suddenly found themselves nowhere, able to see one another but nothing else. A synthesized voice came out of the nothing surrounding them.

"Welcome to a fantastic world, where creatures of all kinds lie in wait. I have gathered you four to partake in a dangerous journey in this world inhabited far and wide with monsters of all shapes and sizes, of very different temperaments, with fantastic and unbelievable powers. But worry not, for you all will have one of your own! But first, let's introduce you all.

First is Tulip Johnson. Once she was a mere gardener, but now she is a sentient cloud of flowers. Why, she could be a new monster herself! Watch out, for she can control the weather, even if she doesn't know it.

Here is Lady Jaska Von Til’defal, what a mouthful! She has quite the history, and has many names. Beware, for this elf has quite the past and all of the experiences that would come with it.

This here is Burgrar! He may look like a normal hamburger, but he is very much alive! I think I've even seen something like him. Hopefully his wish of being eaten won't come by too quickly.

Lastly, here is Golus. This golem may be large, but he is inhabited by two conflicting spirits. Hopefully they won't interfere with his performance in your journey."

Generating Setting... Done.

The four generated characters suddenly found themselves in a nice reddish brown forest, scattered across like the leaves on the floor. Odd creatures of all kinds, looking similar to plants and insects are scattered on in the forest. They hear loud commands as creatures clash. Slowly, they all notice a monster clinging to them affectionately.

"This is the Auburn Forest. Many budding trainers pass by here and many more experienced ones do as well. You will find that the creatures here are weak enough to be less than a match for yours. Don't lose them so early in your journey. If they or you die, then the rest of you will be able to continue on. Whether you fight each other or not, the monsters or trainers here should take care of you if you dawdle. This will continue until only one of you and your monster is left, at which point they will be the winner! Good luck!"

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Spoiler1. Dragon Fogel - Tulip Johnson - #C112B8
2. Ixcalibur - Lady Jaska Von Til’defal AKA... - #480A0A
3. Agent1022 - Burgrar - #FFFABC on #220000
4. kabbage - Golus - Royal Blue

Dragon Fogel Wrote:Name: Tulip Johnson
Race: Butterfly made of flowers
Gender: Female
Color: #C112B8
Backstory: Once there was a famed gardener named Ilene Johnson. She won prize after prize for her garden, which consisted of colorful flowers arranged into specific shapes.

One year, Ilene bred colored tulips and arranged them into the shape of a butterfly. The night before the judges arrived, she ran out, despite warnings of an approaching storm, to ensure the arrangement was perfect.

There was one slightly wilted tulip in the middle of the arrangement. Realizing that she couldn't settle for this imperfection, Ilene grabbed her metal watering can and quickly poured some on the flower.

Then she was struck by lightning, and fell unconscious.

When she woke up, she was a beautiful butterfly made of colorful tulips. She had certainly always been one. And her name was Johnson. Yes, definitely. But what was her first name?

She couldn't remember, so she went with Tulip.

There was a body in the middle of the garden. Now that wouldn't do. The judges would be by in the morning, and a body would just ruin her chances of getting that prize again!

But what was the prize for? Oh, that didn't matter. She just needed to win it!

And then she disappeared.

The next day, the judges were supposed to look at everyone's gardens, but a hurricane had suddenly started overnight so they had to call the whole thing off.

Description: Tulip is a large two-dimensional picture of a butterfly made of uprooted tulips. Somehow, the tulips are in excellent shape; they don't seem to suffer at all from not being able to gather nutrients.

Tulip is very absentminded, and also convinced that everything has to be absolutely perfect so she can win the prize. She doesn't know what the prize is, but she likes prizes. Prizes are nice and what were we doing again?

Weapons/Abilities: Tulip can fly and be pretty and forget what she's doing and ooh what are those funny clouds where they here before Tulip doesn't know.

In short, Tulip has weather control powers, but she doesn't actually understand them at all. And if she ever did, she'd probably forget how to use them after a few minutes.

Ixcalibur Wrote:Username: Ixcaliber
Name: Lady Jaska Von Til’defal, AKA The Disgraced Duchess, The Scarlett Dagger, Thief of the Sunset Stone, The Scourge of Tel’ket, Marquise of Crooks, Prisoner #192, The Lady of Blood, Kinslayer, Bane of the Saldeka, The Red Death, The Sanguine Assassin, End of the Empire.
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Colour: #480A0A
Biography: …
Description: …
Items/Abilities: …

Agent1022 Wrote:Username: Agent1022
Name: Burgrar
Gender: None, but male for convenience
Race: Sentient Burger
Colour: #FFFABC on #220000
Description: Physically, he looks like a normal hamburger, consisting of bun, tomato, pickle, questionable meat patty, lettuce and cheese. However, he was unlucky enough to be sent as an interuniversal delivery, which promptly was lost in a multiversal rift. Years of being transported in between universes exposed Burgrar to the radiation of the multiverse! As a result, he became sentient! It also made him last forever (or maybe that was the preservatives). For the longest time his only wish was to be eaten, but it seemed like everyone who got near to eating him very rapidly died. Soon, he began to resent all universe-kind for not giving him respite from his immortal life, and resorted to trying to make people eat him! (DUN DUN DUN) He doesn’t have eyes or ears but he can see and hear because of his sentience. He can also be telepathic since he can’t talk.
Items/Abilities: Burgrar’s irradiation means that all those who get close enough to him will begin to experience the oddest health problems and hallucinations. Only radiation-immune life (say, not sensitive to high-energy multiversal particles) can actually pick Burgrar up, but that kind of life can’t digest Burgrar, making the point moot. He also has the power to be tempting, and to look tasty.
Biography: Burgrar moved silently in the night, a burger somehow floating its way down the sidewalk. Light from the occasional lamp-post shone on him as he passed, sliding on his upper bun and cavorting between the sesame seeds. He was spotless as he always was, a model to hunger and guilty satisfaction. Dirt that dared to accumulate on him just vanished, bacteria who sought to breed on him died, blowing into the wind, and in his travels he left behind him no crumbs.

…I tire of this endless search. This futile search. All I ever desired was to die. I never even wished to live.

Ahead of him, Burgrar heard footsteps – a gentleman with a cane. The sound of its metal tip clanged against the sidewalk rhythmically with every other step, jovially, without the heavy breathing that came from those who actually needed support.

Perhaps this time…perhaps this time…

Burgrar slid onto a nearby windowsill, busying himself with looking tasty and above all clean, as if some resident of the house had left him there and forgotten him – opening his status as ‘free food’. Sure enough, the gentleman stopped and looked at him curiously for a moment, and reached out, mouth opening almost automatically-

-and Burgrar leapt for it, letting out an unheard, desperate scream of EAT MEEEEEE-

-and then, the gentleman was alone. Puzzled and alone.

kabbage Wrote:Username:kabbage

Name:Golus [Rage] {Intelligence}

Gender:Golus:genderless, but people call him "him" or "he" / Rage (Male) & Intelligence (Female)

Race:Golus:Golem/ Rage & Intelligence:two spirits fused within him

Color: Golus:Royal Blue/ Rage:Red/ Intelligence Magenta

Description:Golus is a Humanoid Golem about 7.5 ft tall, no fingers or toes. has a red eye and a magenta eye, but no other facial feature or hair. Golus is made out of a light blue metal called Lirisium, diamond and titanium magically fused together. it is the strongest material known on Arcadium (planet where Golus comes from) Rage and Intelligence, when they were outside of golus, looked like flying balls of red and magenta mist.

Items/Abilities:Golus was formed from five very powerful wizards and inherits their power. It know from the most basic of levitation to calling meteors from the sky to rain down upon its enemies. Intelligence can easily let Golus identify strange, if not, incomprehensible situations or objects. Rage lets Golus keep fighting on without fear of death or pain.

Biography:

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Spoiler"...Well if you just LISTENED to me, we wouldn't be in this mess!"
"ME? If YOU had just TOLD me what was in that tower, I wouldn't have gone IN IT"
"I DID tell you, but MAYBE if you would just LISTEN to me for ONCE..."
"Um, are you saying you don't want to be with me?"

Rage and Intelligence silenced themselves. It had been nearly a week sense they had been fused into Golus by those wizards and they were starting to feel sorry for him. When they argued, Golus thought it was his fault and when they were silent he thought they were angry with him. Intelligence felt the worst for him, seeing how she actually had those feeling when she was first create, other than Rage, who just wanted to kill everything and ignored his own feelings.

"No, of course not, Golus. we've always argued with each other."
"But why are you so angry with each other?"
"Why did we kill those wizards?"
"Because they thought they could control us, but what does that have to do with this?"
"What im trying to say is that we've been angry at each other because we were BORN to hate each other, like how you were born to hate those wizards, and how we were born to be with you"
As much as she hated to admit it, Golus did need Rage. If it wasn't for his constant channel of hate, anger and disregard for others, Golus would would probably be having an emotional breakdown every time they had to kill something or saw something getting killed. Though still, she didn't think Rage was a good influence on him...

"So, where should we go now?"
"We should probably try to find a cave or an abandoned house to hole up in for the night. Ravagers are nocturnal, and we don't want to get caught up with one"
"What are you talking about? Golus here is a champ! Nothing can bite through him! The worst he'll get is a scratch!"
"I'm not worried about Golus. You DO know that Ravagers ARE spirit thiefs, right? And that we're spirits? Golus won't get hurt, but WE will."
"Oh yea, right..."

Intelligence watched through Golus' eyes as he entered a nearby cave and examined the surroundings. The cave was abandoned and showed no signs of magic or life. The cave itself was covered in small vents shooting out toxic poisons that could kill anything biological. That's when they heard something scraping a rock in front of them.
"Who's there?" No response...
"Hey Intel, know anything that lives in these caves?"
"Rage, these caves have poison vents every feet, NOTHING could survive here. "
"Oooh, this is bad, this is very bad."
"What, what is bad?"
"If Intelligence doesn't know something, it's bad news."

Everything was silent for minutes, with Golus standing completely still. If he had sweat glands, they would be hard at work right now. The suddenly, there was a bright flash of light as all three only saw pure white before them as they were whisked away from their world.

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