Scottybird Corvus
Avenging Thread God
Heads up, folk, this is a potential reboot. If that turns you off, I'm sorry. I actually left it out of the title because I didn't want to scare off new players that might be interested.
Before I continue and give you my synopsis, I'm going to plug in a few names from the original game that I think might be interested in this idea:
@Veirrianna Valentine - @HoneyBear-Kat - @Ian Temero - @StoneWolf18 - @gogojojo331 - @spidermanda - @DiamondJack - @Kaine - @Naruyashan - @deadpool42 - @Cavil
Not all of you got in, not all of you had time and wanted to continue. Some of you begged me to keep it alive. Amusingly, my life is even more messed up than when the game ended. HOWEVER - in about a month my life should have calmed down enough to let me think I might be able to pull this off. Maybe. I'll keep you updated.
Oh, and this:
Before I continue and give you my synopsis, I'm going to plug in a few names from the original game that I think might be interested in this idea:
@Veirrianna Valentine - @HoneyBear-Kat - @Ian Temero - @StoneWolf18 - @gogojojo331 - @spidermanda - @DiamondJack - @Kaine - @Naruyashan - @deadpool42 - @Cavil
Not all of you got in, not all of you had time and wanted to continue. Some of you begged me to keep it alive. Amusingly, my life is even more messed up than when the game ended. HOWEVER - in about a month my life should have calmed down enough to let me think I might be able to pull this off. Maybe. I'll keep you updated.
Oh, and this:
I was thinking as I was reviewing just today and saw that you had some decent points. I stand by some of my decisions, but if you want to chat sometime and talk about compromises to make this more enjoyable for both of us then I promise that I will be more civil this time and won't freak out so much.
Anyway.
ON WITH THE GLORIOUS MOVEMENT!!!
Be prepared.
Synopsis!
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"We called it The Traveler, and its arrival changed us forever. Great cities were built on Mars and Venus. Mercury became a garden world. Human lifespan tripled. It was a time of miracles. We stared out at the galaxy and knew that it was our destiny to walk in the light of other stars.
"However, the Traveler had an enemy; a Darkness which had hunted it for eons across the blackened gulfs of space. Centuries after our Golden Age began, this Darkness found us.
"And that was the end of everything.
"But... It was also a beginning."
"Legends say The Traveler sacrificed itself to save us. Even now it hangs where it made its last stand, low above the Earth, keeping silent watch.
"The years that followed The Collapse were hard, but slowly we joined together to build a city beneath The Traveler. We built up our walls, defended ourselves from the horrors beyond, and slowly we began to grow. We began to venture back into the wild, only to find that we're not alone. Strange and deadly creatures have occupied our old worlds, agents of the Darkness that seek to destroy us. They are pressing hard against The City, probing for a weakness, trying to stamp us out for good.
"Your story begins in this time of great adventure and peril. You are a Guardian of The City; a soldier able to wield a portion of The Traveler's incredible Light. If you can find a way to save The City -- to reclaim all that we have lost -- you will become legend. If you fail, the last Light of civilization will go out."
Those were the first words that we heard from The Speaker, the appointed voice of The Traveler while it slumbers. He told us a great many things about the world that we have been born back into, a world that we no longer belong in. We died once before, and should have stayed that way. But our world had need of us again.
We did not understand much of what he said at first, but we have come to learn and understand that none of the things that intrigue the knowledge-thirsty Cryptarchs matter in the end. All that matters is this truth:
We are the chosen protectors of the Last City and our dying god. We can channel the power of The Traveler to carve our place out among the stars once more. We are few, but together our Light burns brighter than any star can ever hope to burn. We have killed the Archon of the House of Devils. We have conquered the Worlds Grave. We have executed the Cabal commander Bracus Tho'ourg and we have destroyed the very heart of the Black Garden.
While these words mean the worlds to us and the people of the City they mean nothing to our enemies, old and new. The Fallen houses that cowered in fear are preparing for war and the Hive stir in the shadows of their vile spawning chambers. Cabal ships hum with violent energies and the Vex work tirelessly on their strange weapons.
Our blows may have done some good, but they seem to have only angered our enemies more than they have stalled them, and yet these aren't even the end. New shadows grow and take form, still concealed by the war that we fight. Threats that we have never even imagined are preparing for us, but their preparation will be for naught. It doesn't matter how tall the mountain, or how strong the enemy. We will succeed. Even if our enemies rain down from the skies so thick that the sun is blotted out, our Light will shine through the clouds and pierce the stars.
We are few.
We are mighty.
We are Guardians.
We. Are. Legend.
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If anyone is interested in asking about the mechanics and a bit of... Extra lore, the original page is here. The Mechanics tab is right next door to it. Oh, and heads up: I'll be changing a few minor things, but I'll make sure to post them here.
Now, who's ready to kick some alien ass?
...
In a month
Anyway.
ON WITH THE GLORIOUS MOVEMENT!!!
Be prepared.
Synopsis!
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"We called it The Traveler, and its arrival changed us forever. Great cities were built on Mars and Venus. Mercury became a garden world. Human lifespan tripled. It was a time of miracles. We stared out at the galaxy and knew that it was our destiny to walk in the light of other stars.
"However, the Traveler had an enemy; a Darkness which had hunted it for eons across the blackened gulfs of space. Centuries after our Golden Age began, this Darkness found us.
"And that was the end of everything.
"But... It was also a beginning."
"Legends say The Traveler sacrificed itself to save us. Even now it hangs where it made its last stand, low above the Earth, keeping silent watch.
"The years that followed The Collapse were hard, but slowly we joined together to build a city beneath The Traveler. We built up our walls, defended ourselves from the horrors beyond, and slowly we began to grow. We began to venture back into the wild, only to find that we're not alone. Strange and deadly creatures have occupied our old worlds, agents of the Darkness that seek to destroy us. They are pressing hard against The City, probing for a weakness, trying to stamp us out for good.
"Your story begins in this time of great adventure and peril. You are a Guardian of The City; a soldier able to wield a portion of The Traveler's incredible Light. If you can find a way to save The City -- to reclaim all that we have lost -- you will become legend. If you fail, the last Light of civilization will go out."
Those were the first words that we heard from The Speaker, the appointed voice of The Traveler while it slumbers. He told us a great many things about the world that we have been born back into, a world that we no longer belong in. We died once before, and should have stayed that way. But our world had need of us again.
We did not understand much of what he said at first, but we have come to learn and understand that none of the things that intrigue the knowledge-thirsty Cryptarchs matter in the end. All that matters is this truth:
We are the chosen protectors of the Last City and our dying god. We can channel the power of The Traveler to carve our place out among the stars once more. We are few, but together our Light burns brighter than any star can ever hope to burn. We have killed the Archon of the House of Devils. We have conquered the Worlds Grave. We have executed the Cabal commander Bracus Tho'ourg and we have destroyed the very heart of the Black Garden.
While these words mean the worlds to us and the people of the City they mean nothing to our enemies, old and new. The Fallen houses that cowered in fear are preparing for war and the Hive stir in the shadows of their vile spawning chambers. Cabal ships hum with violent energies and the Vex work tirelessly on their strange weapons.
Our blows may have done some good, but they seem to have only angered our enemies more than they have stalled them, and yet these aren't even the end. New shadows grow and take form, still concealed by the war that we fight. Threats that we have never even imagined are preparing for us, but their preparation will be for naught. It doesn't matter how tall the mountain, or how strong the enemy. We will succeed. Even if our enemies rain down from the skies so thick that the sun is blotted out, our Light will shine through the clouds and pierce the stars.
We are few.
We are mighty.
We are Guardians.
We. Are. Legend.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If anyone is interested in asking about the mechanics and a bit of... Extra lore, the original page is here. The Mechanics tab is right next door to it. Oh, and heads up: I'll be changing a few minor things, but I'll make sure to post them here.
Now, who's ready to kick some alien ass?
...
In a month
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I'm looking forward to spending some time pouring over the grimoirs, but it'll be a bit. If you want to talk about what you think supports more or might detract, I'm sure we can come up with a nice picture together as a crew!
x3
