Rosesong

It started with a collision. I was running through the halls of Haughton Chemical Laboratories, past the black and white walls that I had grown accustomed to during the past four years as a researcher, intent on returning all of the files I borrowed back to the research center before it closed for the day. While juggling them all, I, of course, forgot the most important rule of running in crowded areas: keep an eye on your surroundings at all times. As I ducked my head down, using my chin as a way to nudge a stray file back to the center of my stack of folders, WHAM. Papers flew high into the air and gently fluttered to the ground as I fell on my back, losing my glasses in the fall. A thud opposite of where I had landed told me that I had managed to knock down my poor, unsuspecting victim as well. Scrambling to grab my glasses, I shoved them back on my face and gasped, “I'm so sorry!” as I started crawling on my knees, collecting the fallen papers and hastily shoving them back into their correct folders and envelopes. Looking up, I rambled on, “I hope I didn't hurt you, I just didn't see where I was...” allowing my voice to trail off as I saw the other person clearly for the first time. His hair was long, hanging just barely above his eyes, while his face was full with high cheekbones and a smooth, rounded jawline. Realizing that I hadn't finished my sentence, I ducked my head to hide a blush before stammering out, “G-going. I wasn't watching where I was going.” The man pulled himself to his feet and brushed himself off, giving me a smile that made my heart swoon. He stretched out his hand to me, saying in a warm baritone voice, “It's quite alright, miss. You had your hands full and between you and I, I wasn't really paying attention to my surroundings either.” Balancing my file overload in one arm precariously, I hesitantly reached up to take his hand. He pulled me to my feet gently and took half of the folders that I was holding. “Please, allow me to help you,” he said when I tried to protest against it. “Judging by all of this, I would say you were headed to the research center.” Mesmerized by the kindness in his eyes, I merely nodded and fell into step beside him as he began to lead the way to my destination. Our walk wasn't awkward, but neither of us spoke at first. I was kind of glad for this, unsure if I would be able to talk to this suave, handsome man calmly. Occasionally I would sneak side glances at him, admiring the focus he exemplified and wondering why he would help the klutz that had managed to plant him on his back. The research center came into view, and he slowed his pace drastically, looking at me sideways. “So, miss, what's your name?” he inquired. “And what do you do here, though I think I have an idea,” he chuckled, looking down at both of our stacks of borrowed folders. “Jenna, Jenna Reynolds,” I said, proud of myself for not stuttering but at the same time wishing I hadn't spoken so quickly. Taking a deep breath, I slowed myself and began speaking again. “I'm a researcher here at Haughton, my primary research right now is whether olympiadane has any real functionality as a chemical compound.” Stopping fully, I looked at the man with curiosity. “Thank you very much for your assistance, Mr...” My voice trailed off at the end, in hopes that he would take the hint and tell me his name. The smirk that donned his face told me that he had indeed caught on to what I was wanting, so I tried to make light of the situation. “Not many people would help someone that used them for body slam practice,” I giggled. The mystery man stopped and leaned against the wall next to me. “Carter, Douglas Carter. But you, my dear, can simply call me Doug. I am one of the head chemists currently testing biochemical changes.” Doug allowed himself to chuckle briefly, answering my last statement as he did so. “Well, miss Jenna, I simply couldn't let you bang into others the way you did for me, now could I? Also, who wouldn't want to help a pretty girl such as yourself?” I blushed and looked down shyly, unsure of what to say at that point. Never before had a guy given me such a sweet compliment, especially one that I found to be quite handsome. Raising my head, our eyes met, and in his I could see surprise and a bit of apprehension. “Y-your eyes,” he murmured, taking a step closer. “I can see...” The rest of Doug's soft words were lost as an alarm went off. Sighing, he gave me the files back. “Jenna, please. May I take you out to lunch tomorrow?” The offer caught me off guard, and I merely nodded, dumbfounded. “Great, I'll meet you by reception at noon.” With that, Doug started walking in the opposite direction, pulling his phone out and punching some things in. I could only stare in disbelief in shock, replaying his words. For the first time ever, I had managed to get a date. Surely it couldn't mean... I finished my walk to the research center and absentmindedly placed the stack of files that had changed my day for the better. My thoughts were roaming from the date to what Doug had been saying about my eyes, that he saw something in them. I stopped, realizing suddenly what that could mean, although I thought it was way too soon. Could Doug have possibly seen color in my eyes?

Huh, that's kinda cool. If I catch him on a break from school, I'll ask him about the location of the hill for canonical purposes~

Ok, hi friends. Today I had an idea for a story and have the working title "The Vividity of Love" for it (though don't worry, it's not going to be all mushy gushy and what not.) Now, there are two tags on this for a reason! I will be using this thread in order to work out world building ideas, character issues, and may occasionally add a poll to get opinions. Mainly though, I'll just be spouting my thoughts. The other purpose of this thread will, of course, be for feedback when I actually start to post the story. I will try to put in bold at the top of each of my posts from now on whether I'm talking about development or if I'm responding to feedback. DEVELOPMENT So, this is the main premise that I've been working off of. I can't say I'm sure how I came up with equating love to the color that we've all come to take for granted in the world. Currently, I envision the story in first person, so that we can understand the main character more fully-- what her thoughts are, her emotions, and her reactions. So, if you have comments about the development, go ahead and leave them; I'll try to have the first part up at some point!

Hi GhostKiller! I'm Rose, the host de-facto as our actual host, Notus, is away at school. As for your character, I just have a couple of problems with him. The first is: "The cost of these powers is health problems. He gets damage to the lungs.For that, he uses special-made injections made by an old friend that keeps regenerating his lungs." Considering that he would have only gained this power upon entering the hill, I'm not sure that an old friend could have made him injections to combat this problem. If you can come up with a different ability cost, that would be great. The second problem is: "When his family dicoverd his powers, and the bounty for them, they decided to attack thim. He, seeing that, he was aware for that, using his powers and his unique sword, he defeated the with ease, with no scratch." Again, he gains the unique powers upon entering the hill, he wouldn't have them in real life (he'd be a normal person). If you can change those two things, then we'll start talking about how to introduce your character. *** *** *** Response to editted character is here: Ok, so I brought your character to someone with more experience than I have, and they've basically agreed with me. I have ideas on how to fix your character, but ultimately this is up to you. Below is one of the ways that you could change the character, that would be accepted. When looking at it, note that there are balances. A well-rounded character should generally have some flaws. CHARACTER EXAMPLE Name: GhostKiller (real name is unknown) Appearance: A young man that's been sighted with two Colt 45s and a muramasa that he constantly keeps on him (insert things about his looks here; ie, hair color, eye color, height, clothing, so forth) Age: 20 Personality Overview: GhostKiller is a well-mannered kid that occasionally has a cigarette once in awhile. He appears to be very easygoing, never truly getting angry with anyone, merely mildly annoyed. Over time, he has become difficult to locate due to his constant travelling. At the same time, he's become a little odd (give detail please) from his constant travel, making him mysterious. Ability/Cost: GhostKiller has the ability to turn into smoke. By doing this, he can dash through obstacles that are in his way. However, the time he spends in this state affects his lungs, which can lead to minor breathing issues all the way to unconsciousness and the necessity of CPR. Backstory: When he was little, GhostKiller was trained by his family, whose trade was bountyhunters, in the art of shooting. After completing a bounty mission, he took a muramasa from his victim and went off to learn how to fight with the sword. Upon returning to his family, a skilled swordsman but having let his shooting skills fall behind, they attacked him, intent on taking the sword. Injured, he managed to defeat them and told them that should they ever contact him again, he would kill them. Keeping the guns to remind himself of his family, he now travels the world, a skilled swordsman but an amateur gun shooter.

If Super isn't back by Monday I'll lightly bunny Mr. Taylor until he returns, though iirc there's some aura death ball headed at him and Marcus, how fun~

Of course I didn't kill you I'm not that mean If you need to be caught up on anything, let me know, and welcome back~

Forum name: Rosesong (hi Kuna) Experience: Under the Hill as a PC and cohost Preferred: Roose Brightborn Least preferred: Slairk Cool thing: I know too many musical instruments for my own good, will list later. Favorite fantasy setting: Magic and wizards

Rose and Caleb Rose stared in shock. "No, I... I'm from our-- the mortal world," she hastily amended. "Come on, we need to work out how to get out of here." Grabbing the boy, she took off at a jog, looking for any of the people that she had allied with before to help. "I think I may have met the guy that's in charge, but I'm not sure. He's intimidating for sure. By the way, what's your name?" she questioned, trying to do multiple things at once and not fall. "Mine's Rose."

Rose and Caleb Before the woman could react to a stranger's hand being on her face, suddenly it (and the pain) were gone. Rose looked at him in awe and gratitude. "Thank you so much," she said. "Though I must say, I have yet to meet a hell denizen that could do that. What made you end up in this circle?" The girl was mildly surprised to find a hell-dweller that was kind, even if a bit daft at first. Ixidor Before the artist's eyes, the djinn slowly dissolved into the air, leaving small shimmery dust particles floating in the air where he had stood. Other perfect creations followed the djinn, each disappearing into shimmering specks until only Kayle remained. She glided over to the artist, giving him a warm smile, much different than her previous demeanor. "You did it Master," she said happily. Taking a step back, the angel began to explain. "Your views were what landed you a spot in this circle, from which you were supposed to stay for all eternity. This was your test, to prove to the circle master that you deserve to leave here and journey onward to the treasure. By showing that you were willing to change in order to keep your creations pure, you passed." The angel then moved backward, away from Ixidor. "Truthfully, your Kayle is still in the second circle, while I am merely a projection of what she could be had she been truly perfected. Though, I think you realize by now that flaws are what make even the most strange and unusual things beautiful." With that statement, the angel blew a kiss and faded away like the others, leaving the brightest light particles of any creation yet and whispering the words, "Be true to who you are from now on, Ixidor, not what others expect you to be." An audible click was heard, the vault door swinging open back into the lobby of the bank. Ethic, Enya, Annie Annie stopped looking around and cringed upon hearing Ethic's voice and the sound of a screaming child. Nodding her thanks at the pair, not really in the mood to chitchat, she bit the inside of her mouth and quickly elongated her legs to lengthen her stride as she chased the rat, intent on finding out why he was still alive and what he was doing skulking around the bank. (Super, I'm letting you decide what the aura sphere does to Taylor and Marcus. Also, Annie and Reil will be bunnied until their respective RPers come back. Flux, feel free to bring Phantom to any group.)

;~; It wouldn't be to me....

D: But Kyra, why?!

Never give in, never surrender. I will fight the anti-donger crusade with every breath in my body

It's ok! I know I've been getting used to my new classes, so we're all at fault here

I'll bunny Annie, she hasn't responded to Notus from what I understand. Let's get this thing back in motion tomorrow, I'll edit my last post to include a response from Annie as well

Guys, I'm bumping this cuz we've got to get this story moving~

THE ATTACK OF THE DONGERS #Kurotsune: We've tied Ame up and are forcing her to watch our dongers. #Kurotsune: ...That sounds so wrong. Pyon Pyon Kyuu: Incredebly wrong LidaRose: ...very wrong Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ PHRASING OR RIOT ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ @AmethystBlack: ... @AmethystBlack: i will watch nothing. #Kurotsune: ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ RIOT OR RIOT ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ @AmethystBlack: untie me. #Kurotsune: You have been Ame LidaRose: It's ok Ame #Kurotsune: See? LidaRose: It'll last for awhile til it's burned in your brain #Kurotsune: ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ @AmethystBlack: save me rose #Kurotsune: She can't #Kurotsune: No one can Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ SNAZZY DONGER RIOT ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ #Kurotsune: YOU HAVE NO POWER HERE LidaRose: I'll do what I can for you Ame, I swear #Kurotsune: ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ #Kurotsune: Can you resist though tho Rose ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ #Kurotsune: Can you ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ #Kurotsune: Can you really ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ LidaRose: Must... Resist... Dongers... #Kurotsune: Y'know you wanna do it ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ Just once ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ Just one Donger ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ #Kurotsune: Do it ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ ALL THE DONGERS ARE WATCHING YOU #Kurotsune: Give in ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ LidaRose: AME, HELP Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ʕ•̫͡•ʕ̫͡ʕ•͓͡•ʔ-̫͡-ʕ•̫͡•ʔ̫͡ʔ-̫͡-ʔ Kirbies are cheering for you ʕ•̫͡•ʕ̫͡ʕ•͓͡•ʔ-̫͡-ʕ•̫͡•ʔ̫͡ʔ-̫͡-ʔ finkeltinklewinkle: that ludovico technique tho LidaRose: I DON'T KNOW IF I'M STRONG ENOUGH finkeltinklewinkle: forcing people to watch dongers • finkeltinklewinkle slaps rose finkeltinklewinkle: snap out of it! #Kurotsune: ah right #Kurotsune: can't mute her AmethystBlack was promoted to Room Moderator by Kurotsune. #Kurotsune: Anyway. #Kurotsune: ヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉヽ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ﾉ LidaRose: Thanks Fink finkeltinklewinkle: you're a strong independent woman who don't need no man! LidaRose: Hells yeah! finkeltinklewinkle: or donger for that matter LidaRose: I needed that @AmethystBlack: ... #Kurotsune: FINK WHAT ARE YOU DOING #Kurotsune: ROSE #Kurotsune: CAN YOU RESIST #Kurotsune: THE FLOWER DONGERS? #Kurotsune: ╰(✿˙ᗜ˙)੭━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ finkeltinklewinkle: being the moderating influence in this chat kuro LidaRose: I'm so QBing th-- Flower Dongers? #Kurotsune: ⁞ ✿ •̀ ヮ •́ ✿ ⁞ Pyon Pyon Kyuu: I WILL INCLUENCE YOU WITH MY DONGER BEAM ༼つಠ益ಠ༽つ ─=≡ΣO)) #Kurotsune: ᕙ(˵◕ω◕˵✿)つ LidaRose: Must... resist... temptation... #Kurotsune: ROSE ᕙ(˵◕ω◕˵✿)つ BreloomBot joined #Kurotsune: LOOK AT ME ᕙ(˵◕ω◕˵✿)つ finkeltinklewinkle: kuro, that's just the adventure time protag with bilater purulent zits #Kurotsune: Ame don't even @AmethystBlack: .banphrase ༼ ͠ ͠° ͜ʖ ͠ ͠° ༽ finkeltinklewinkle: bilateral* @AmethystBlack: oh. #Kurotsune: YOU HAVE @AmethystBlack: it worked in the other channel. #Kurotsune: NO POWER @AmethystBlack: not here. #Kurotsune: HERE BreloomBot was banned from the room by Kurotsune. BreloomBot left #Kurotsune: GET #Kurotsune: OUT @AmethystBlack: rip. #Kurotsune: ᕙ(˵◕ω◕˵✿)つ finkeltinklewinkle: lol Pyon Pyon Kyuu: THIS IS THE DONGER FBI DONGER OR WE RIOT ━╤デ╦︻(▀̿̿Ĺ▀̿ ̿) #Kurotsune: ༼✿◕ᗜ◕༽┌∩┐ LidaRose: Oh wow... LidaRose: Ame... Just close your eyes... #Kurotsune: (✿☯‿☯✿) #Kurotsune: ROSE THIS IS JUST FOR YOU #Kurotsune: (✿☯‿☯✿) #Kurotsune: THIS IS YOUR DONGER MOMENT #Kurotsune: (✿☯‿☯✿) • @AmethystBlack shuts her eyes tight #Kurotsune: ENJOY IT (✿☯‿☯✿) #Kurotsune: (◕‿◕✿) finkeltinklewinkle: rose, this is what happens when ther's too much start9 #Kurotsune: ヽ໒(☯_☯✿)७ﾉ #Kurotsune: ( ✿ •̀ ‸ •́ ✿ ) Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ᕙ༼ ◔ل͜ ◕ ༽ᕤ DONGER IS STRONGER ᕙ༼ ◔ل͜ ◕ ༽ᕤ LidaRose: HELP #Kurotsune: C'MON ROSE #Kurotsune: JUST ONE #Kurotsune: ( ✿ •̀ ‸ •́ ✿ ) LidaRose: I'M GONNA CRACK @AmethystBlack: no! finkeltinklewinkle: nope @AmethystBlack: don't give in! @AmethystBlack: you can resist too! #Kurotsune: GET STABBED BY CUTE #Kurotsune: ੧| ✿ ◔ ں ◔ ✿ |ᓄ¤=[]:::::::::::– finkeltinklewinkle: you're not gonna crack finkeltinklewinkle was muted by Kurotsune for 7 minutes. #Kurotsune: QUIET #Kurotsune: ੧| ✿ ◔ ں ◔ ✿ |ᓄ¤=[]:::::::::::– Pyon Pyon Kyuu: DONGER! ༽つ۞﹏۞༼つ ─=≡ΣO)) LidaRose: FINK. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #Kurotsune: ლ║ ✿ ☉ ω ☉ ✿ ║ᓄ #Kurotsune: COME ON ROSE @AmethystBlack: we have to be strong! @AmethystBlack: for fink's sake! #Kurotsune: ᕕ༼✿•̀︿•́༽ᕗ LidaRose: For Fink! #Kurotsune: YOU'RE MAKING THE DONGER SAD ROSE #Kurotsune: ໒( ❛ั Ĺ̯ ❛ั )७ Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ༼∩ຈل͜ຈ༽つ━☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ I CAN CAST MAGIC! . * ･ ｡ﾟ☆━੧༼ •́ ヮ •̀ ༽୨ #Kurotsune: 乁། ˵ ◕ – ◕ ˵ །ㄏ #Kurotsune: IT JUST WANTS YOU TO LOVE IT #Kurotsune: LIKE IT LOVES YOU #Kurotsune: ᕙ(˵◕ω◕˵✿)つ #Kurotsune: LOOKATIT Pyon Pyon Kyuu: (╭ರ_•́) Fancy donger wants a sufisticated chat #Kurotsune: ROSE IF YOU GIVE IN I'LL GRANT YOU POWERS BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION #Kurotsune: ੧(❛〜❛✿)੭ LidaRose: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKQtwvKa-aY AND THE LORD SAID UNTO THEE, LET THE DONGERS PERISH @AmethystBlack: stooping to bribery? how despicable. #Kurotsune: (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ #Kurotsune: Amethyst I can't mute you but I've other ways of making you silent #Kurotsune: don't force my hand Pyon Pyon Kyuu: ╰༼=ಠਊಠ=༽╯ I CAN SHOW YOU THE WORLD! ╰༼=ಠਊಠ=༽╯ Kurotsune was muted by AmethystBlack for 7 minutes. @AmethystBlack: huh. And so ended the dongers.

Notus, we'll all miss you. God speed, and remember what I said about coming back to host every now and then, k mate? Things won't be the same around this hell without you, but I promise ya I'm going to do what I can to keep this story alive. No need to worry!

Ixidor The manticore appeared behind Kayle again, looking just as fierce and perfect as it had when Ixidor entered the vault. "Master, answer this then. Why have you changed? What has caused your views to change?" The djinn floated in the air in front of the young artist, acting as a silent judge to what Ixidor would say. All of his other creations leaned in curiously, anxious to hear what their creator and master would say as to why their perfection was suddenly worth nothing to him.

Banned for evil teddy bears

Mr. Taylor and Marcus Marcus strode after Mr. Taylor, almost admiring the man's confidence and courage. Almost. Catching up to him, he took the man by the arm and shoved him against the wall, making sure that a little of his now inhuman strength could be felt. "Listen, we made a deal, and you are going to come through, understand?" The killer seemed calm, but was vibrating with fury on the inside. "I want that aggravating kid that sticks his nose into everything, got it?"

Ok, thanks for the heads up Super!

Me too, he's such a great friend and person

Hey, Notus was my shipmate too ;~;