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The sun fell into a toxic horizon, spraying it's vibrant fire across the sky. In contrast, the darkness grew and swallowed the world, penumbral hands latching at nooks and crannies, finding their malignant ways down the creases of the world. Autumn chased the sun, Darkness chased her.

Autumn wasn't aware of how she came to be in this place, she was bewildered, she had fallen asleep and come to in this dead world. She had not seen a living creature for 3 days, not a bird, not a bug, nor the faint life of wind rustling the world. Day time just brought about a ghost world, a complete lethargy, nothing shifted except her and the planets. 
By night, the world played mischief, energy waking in every pore. The most vile kind of energy imaginable, it was shadows, living, breathing, terrorizing the day. The moon came in spite, to create a visible sense of chaos. 

Twilight set in deep, the shadows came, the world spun faster, chaos spoke from the trenches of this battle field, a war cry of a solitary maelstrom. 

"What am I doing here?" Autumn turned, watching the arch of shadows beat down the day, like an inevitable arm wrestle. "Where am I?" 

She ran and ran, heart pounding, knowing exactly what was to come next, knowing full well the shadow that chased her, the image of herself reflected in the glossy skin of the black shape that called itself by her name. Each foot planting closely after the first, pounding through the world, stumbling and steadying herself. 

The sun was a closing eye on the horizon, the last few seconds of protection it offered with it's all seeing light was nearly at an end, only the atmospheric de-fusion of light lent Autumn time. She continued to clamber, relentlessly towards a high point, a place in the rocks where she may hide in shadows, hide in shadows from shadows themselves. 

Autumn didn't know what to do. Orange twinkled out in the distance, a dark disturbing moon crept into the sky, it's smile, not like on earth, with a wicked grin and a twinkle in it's eye. 

She found her hand clasping around rocks, propelling herself further into the sky on this small protruding mountain, her hand reached a surface, and she struggled to bring herself up to the landing where she collapsed and gathered her breath. 

"Day is nearly gone" she thought, "must hide". As she raised her head, she saw it. Saw exactly what she was dreading, the precise shape and detail it gave, the dark aura that followed it. Autumn had reached the peak of the rocky outcrop, just to find what she knew she was running from. Did it know she was coming here, how could this be possible? 

At the other side of the wide rocky peak, a statue stood, darker than night, stiller than stone. But with enough energy to combust and spray the day with darkness. Cautiously, Autumn got to her feet, and looked down the drop she had just climbed. She'd have to go back. With care to look back at the statue, to make sure night was not complete, Autumn wished she hadn't. Night had come, and whilst she'd been preparing her decent, the statue had crept closer. There was no way out...

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ElzuWolfe The idea is, you take your favourite character that you have written and place them into this new world and put them into a story with other peoples favourites. It is an empty slate, you can be anywhere or do anything, but there is a rule to what ever story line you choose, a dark/evil version of your character is pursuing you, whether your character knows it or not.


Main Characters

Autumn (ElzuWolfe), Autumn is a young asian girl with a tendency to find herself in a tough spot. She has lived a traumatic life, leading her to be quite callous at times, her persona is confident yet quiet, she has certain alarming strengths, but with them come great weaknesses.

London (Livebreathfootball), London is a schitzophrenic outcast/rebel who spends most of his time arguing with himself, he sleeps upside down in any tree he can find, he wears a long leather trenchcoat that has lots of pockets on it filled with tiny trinkets that he collects.

Anna,

Alix & Lisle

Issac (chaosbeing), Isaac has been through a lot, but is still a kid at heart. He has pyrokinesis, meaning he can start fires with his mind. Most people who know about his powers have called him a freak, not only making him extremely introvertive but very secretive about his power. He has a tendency not to listen to common sense, but because of this can some times find solutions to otherwise hopeless situations.

Alastor (Mike_itong), Alastor is a ruthless demon lord, reigning over the the field of punishment. He is arrogant, proud, and wrathful. He is also reckless and will usally settle arguments with his fist or his demonic broadsword)which he conviently lost) However he is also a man of his word and when bested in combat, will agree to his opponents term...for the time being. Alastor takes the human form of a tall man with long blonde hair and red eyes. His face is decorated with various demonic markings and he is usually wearing a black suit of armor, which has been given a demonic look.

Zanaria (Buddy123002) is a hybrid, part eagle part human. He loves to shed blood, but every time he tries to, he finds that he is constantly reminded of the terror he caused on his own planet. He doesn't care about any one, even himself, but he has a soft spot for his little brother.(or anyone who reminds him of his little brother) Zanaria uses his wings and retractable claws to the fullest, but depends on his two swords. He doesn't know what side he is on, good and evil wise, all he is looking for is redemption.

THE ANGEL OF TORN SKIRTS: The patron of teenage girls and Scotsmen. Often irritated due to false alarms in the name of fashion. Recently fired from his post in the Ministry due to downsizing. A paragon of virtue. Emotionally broken due to his demotion, which happened on account of a stupid mistake of his. The official reason for him being fired is the Virtue Recession ( a dip in the value of virtue due to lack of goodness on Thrae, causing emptying of Ministry coffers).

COUNT VLADISLAU ROKKHANS: A Rushyan centaur, rich landowner and a peer of Rushyan nobility by birth. A member of the Rokkhans lineage. The centaurs of this line have left arms made of stone and engraved with runic markings. The markings can sometimes glow to indicate danger. His wife, Lyra, has recently left him.

SEDUSA: A siren in mermaid form, who inhabits Tretch Russ Rocks in the Galeic Ocean. The sirens in the Mermaid Chorus use their soulful voices to attract seafarers to their death by crashing on the rocks and feed on them. The Chorus expels her for illegal use of the Nuclear Ukelele a.k.a. the Uke of Nuke a.k.a. the N-Uke, a nuclear-powered weapon which emits devastating sonic pulses containing radioactive energy, the intensity and speed of which can be modulated by the way the N-Uke is played. She has inherited this weapon from her father.

CREXNETTLE: An undead bird who became undead because he ate some undead meat. He’s probably the only of his kind. Flies really fast, but has very little regard for his unlife and the lives of others. Usually doesn't speak except in unearthly screeches.

MICHAEL CRAW: A piecemeal raptor from the Bogeata marshes in the heartland of Indie. Piecemeal raptors are capable of splitting up into halves, acting unconnectedly and individually, however with a telepathic control of one half over the other. The superior half is generally the upper, consisting of face and forearms, while the lower consisiting of hind legs and tail. The superior half is an intellectual and follows philosophical pursuits. The inferior half does the hunting and feeding. However, due to a genetic anomaly, Michael Craw has his two halves interchanged.

Arvid (Sheri) is half-demon, and he knows that if he gives in to that half he'll become exactly like her, so he chooses the opposite of fire so he stands some chance of not becoming like her.

Secondary Characters?

Moonal

U.V. Ray
Check-Mark

Lt.Terrance Raynor
Lt. Damien Fields
Sgt.Jason Stars


EDIT: Feel free to add in some of your other characters also if you want to try and tie in some extra sub plots for your characters!

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