RE: The Grand OC! [CONTEST FOUR: COMMAND! SUBMISSIONS WELCOME!]
01-28-2014, 07:34 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-28-2014, 07:39 PM by Truegreen.)
Username: Truegreen
Name: We are The Song
Species: Bio-matrix
Gender: Multiple
Color: We are the color of our song
Description: We are many who speak as one. We are in the forests and jungles and deserts. We are in the rivers the streams and the oceans. We soar through the skies be they calm or furious. We are all speaking as one. We are all being as one. We are perfect, we are final. All things come to us, all things must become us. Even the trees and the grasses sing our song. Everything must be destroyed. Everything must be connected.
Weapons/Abilities: We start small but we will grow. Minds devoured become ours. Bodies are destroyed but can through us live eternally. Their strengths will be our strengths, our unity shall overcome their individual weaknesses. Some do not wish to join, some fight. Foolish they are to flee our perfection. Their actions are so easily manipulated, little by little they will learn to follow orders and then they will join our song all we need is one touch.
Biography: Once we were alone. Once we felt them wandering around us, they poked us and prodded us and sang the most beautiful songs. They pushed and we pulled. They could not escape, they became the first. But more came and they refused to be made perfect. They were untouchable, unchangeable. They brought fire and light and pain. We fled to a new prison. The walls were of darkness and void. We could feel light, we could feel life, but it was distant and blurred. So long we floated so long we remained in the cold. We were forgotten. Grime coated our skin, thicker and thicker but we could not move so trapped we were. So encased we could no longer feel light or life, only endless void. And then there was heat. and we were freed. Such bright light! Such song! We were in paradise. But it was imperfect, it was individual. We freed it, all of it. We grew and grew, all joined us, none could resist us. We were perfect. And then, there were no more to join. We even cracked the ground to its molten core in our hunt but this great rock sang no more. We could hear more songs. but they were distant, untouchable. Songs of the stars! We wished to ascend but we could not. We grew as far as we could. Most of us once again felt the cold, but we could return to the warmth and the breath. But still the blurred songs evaded us by impossible distance. And so we returned to our rock and we grew across it. We flew and burrowed and swam. We became the world, we were all of it. But still we were not content we yearned for more. And then we were small again. The world had shrunk, we felt darkness once again, but without cold. We heard songs of life and a song of meaning. The songs of life gave us hope. The song of meaning told us what we must do. We are told to fight, but we will gather. All will join us, all will have victory. And when all have joined, the song of meaning will open the universe to us. Distant life will become close, all will join us. All will be perfect.
Name: We are The Song
Species: Bio-matrix
Gender: Multiple
Color: We are the color of our song
Description: We are many who speak as one. We are in the forests and jungles and deserts. We are in the rivers the streams and the oceans. We soar through the skies be they calm or furious. We are all speaking as one. We are all being as one. We are perfect, we are final. All things come to us, all things must become us. Even the trees and the grasses sing our song. Everything must be destroyed. Everything must be connected.
Weapons/Abilities: We start small but we will grow. Minds devoured become ours. Bodies are destroyed but can through us live eternally. Their strengths will be our strengths, our unity shall overcome their individual weaknesses. Some do not wish to join, some fight. Foolish they are to flee our perfection. Their actions are so easily manipulated, little by little they will learn to follow orders and then they will join our song all we need is one touch.
Biography: Once we were alone. Once we felt them wandering around us, they poked us and prodded us and sang the most beautiful songs. They pushed and we pulled. They could not escape, they became the first. But more came and they refused to be made perfect. They were untouchable, unchangeable. They brought fire and light and pain. We fled to a new prison. The walls were of darkness and void. We could feel light, we could feel life, but it was distant and blurred. So long we floated so long we remained in the cold. We were forgotten. Grime coated our skin, thicker and thicker but we could not move so trapped we were. So encased we could no longer feel light or life, only endless void. And then there was heat. and we were freed. Such bright light! Such song! We were in paradise. But it was imperfect, it was individual. We freed it, all of it. We grew and grew, all joined us, none could resist us. We were perfect. And then, there were no more to join. We even cracked the ground to its molten core in our hunt but this great rock sang no more. We could hear more songs. but they were distant, untouchable. Songs of the stars! We wished to ascend but we could not. We grew as far as we could. Most of us once again felt the cold, but we could return to the warmth and the breath. But still the blurred songs evaded us by impossible distance. And so we returned to our rock and we grew across it. We flew and burrowed and swam. We became the world, we were all of it. But still we were not content we yearned for more. And then we were small again. The world had shrunk, we felt darkness once again, but without cold. We heard songs of life and a song of meaning. The songs of life gave us hope. The song of meaning told us what we must do. We are told to fight, but we will gather. All will join us, all will have victory. And when all have joined, the song of meaning will open the universe to us. Distant life will become close, all will join us. All will be perfect.