Call of Niverei -- Multifandom -- o/a

[Prince Catoukin]

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Welcome to the land of Niverei. A winter wonderland with flurries constantly
falling gracefully to the soft blanket of snow on the ground. It's only a couple
inches deep, just enough to soak someone's socks without the proper footwear.
The valley the characters will find themselves in is just a beautiful but surrounded
by impassible mountains. A huge pine forest covers most of the valley, every branch
covered with a thin blanket of snow and ice, turning it into a welcoming expanse
of trees. Just outside of the forest is a small village of cozy cottages. Most of them
have plumes of smoke escaping through their chimneys, although no warm glow
of fire seems to escape the windows.

When night falls, so does darkness. Clouds that constantly cover the sun grow
thicker and heavier. All light seems to get snuffed out without barely traveling
a few feet. Before long, heavy winds and blizzard-like conditions befall the valley.
Gutteral howls and screeches can be heard from the forest... and worst of all?

No one is living in the village; the cottages are abandoned. Except for the characters
who've awoken to find themselves stranded in the barely furnished cottages

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Introduction
Info/Letter
Rules
Characters

[Prince Catoukin]

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When the characters wake up, they will be with up to four other characters. They will not have
much with them, but next to their beds will be some of their belongings, maybe a change of
clothes. On top of it all, there will be a letter. This will be the main source of info for the
characters!

Temperature
Day: 32 F / 0 C
Night: 0 F / -17.7 C

Visibility
Day: Light flurries, easy to see in every direction
Night: Not even stars shine, you're lucky to see a foot in
front of you if you carry a light

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If you're reading this, that mean it actually worked, oh thank the gods!

I- no, we need your help. We summoned many of you from other worlds, places far from
Niverei. We don't know exactly who you are, but you wouldn't be here if you weren't
helpful. We are in dire need of your skills, whether it's your strength, magic, or brain
power... anything is helpful. So please, I beg you to keep reading.

The world is dying. Niverei is dying and the elements are reacting horribly. This valley
used to be a beautiful meadow and forest, full of wildlife with a happy little village.
Now? It's been abandoned. At least, we think so. There's no easy way out of this
place, so it's impossible to tell if the original inhabitants managed to get out. We think...
We think they were killed by some sort of force that is originating from this valley.
All of our readings are telling us that whatever is killing the planet is centered here,
in Niverei. It's what's causing the disturbances at night and sending a horrible
plague throughout the rest of the world. Anyone who has tried to get near it so far
has never returned. It knows our weaknesses. So we're begging you, as outsiders,
do what you can to stop it. It doesn't know your weaknesses, but I will warn you: it can
easily figure them out. It will try to get in your head if you're not careful.

If you start to suspect that something is wrong, tell someone else you're with or return
to the cottages. Sit by the fire, surround yourself with the light and warmth. The
darkness can't get you there. We have provided special gear to keep you warm. With
this note you will find a bracelet or some sort of accessory that you would wear that
has been enchanted to keep you at a decent temperature so you won't freeze to death.

Please, you're our last hope.

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Introduction
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[Prince Catoukin]

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i. All of Tess and CS's rules apply
ii. Keep it PG-13, basic rules following such
iii. No God-Modding/Powerplaying/Overpowered character
iv. All characters are allowed no matter the fandom! Just DM
me if you're not entirely sure! OCs don't need to
have a fandom
v. Make sure to disable your signature when posting on
the role-play forum
vi. Post all character forms and OOC on the discussion forum
vii. Try your best to stay active! I'm not one to talk but as long
as you tell someone you're interacting with
what's up, you're good.
viii Try to at least have 4 sentences per character! If you go by
word count, aim for 100 at least. It's not too hard,
I believe in you <3
ix Be nice and have fun!

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xx | Anthony "Racetrack" Higgins | 16 | Newsies (Live) | Male | Catoukin
xx | Samuel Goode | 15 | I Am Number Four (Film) | Male | Catoukin
xx | Amara | 31 | Borderlands | Female | ronin.
xx | Jaskier | 26 | Witcher 3 [Netflix Adaptation] | Male | ronin.
xx | Will Graham | 34 | Hannibal | Male | coral.
xx | Anna | 34 | Dead by Daylight | Female | coral.
xx | Ann Takamaki | 17 | Persona 5 | Female | Ploegy
xx | Eiridi Von Ronchelle | 17 | Fire Emblem Three Houses | Female | ʀᴏᴄᴋᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟ
xx | Varu | ~1500 | Bionicle | Female | InfectedHau
xx | Kiyotaka Ishimaru | 19 | Danganronpa | Male | Creatornottraitor
xx | Remy LeBeau | Mid 30s | X-Men | Male | Infinitesimal!
xx | Tauken | 18 (25) | Dungeons and Dragons OC | Female | Infinitesimal!
xx | Sett | Mid 20s | League of Legends | Male | Reiji
xx | Aphelios (and Alune) | Mid 20s | League of Legends | Male | Reiji
xx | Yubi | 12 | OC | Non-Binary | 八Marshmallow Ghost
xx | Peter Parker | 16 | Marvel Cinematic Universe | Male | nuffquaa
xx | Whizzer Brown | 26 | Falsettos (2016) | Male | pitiful children.
xx| K1-B0 (Kiibo) | 17 | Danganronpa V3 | Male | Zaperrex
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Cottage 1
Will Graham | coral.
Kiyotaka Ishimaru | Creatornottraitor
Varu | InfectedHau

Cottage 2
Remy LeBeau | Infinitiesimal!
Amara | ronin.
Ann Takamaki | Ploegy

Cottage 3
Jaskier | ronin.
Eiridi Von Ronchelle | ʀᴏᴄᴋᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟ
Anthony Higgins | Catoukin

Cottage 4
Sett | Reiji
Yubi | 八Marshmallow Ghost

Cottage 5
Peter Parker | nuffquaa
Samuel Goode | Catoukin
Anna | coral.
Whizzer Brown | pitiful children.

Cottage 6
K1-B0 | Zaperrex
Aphelios | Reiji

Cottage 7
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Cottage 8
Tauken | Infinitiesimal!
res | .::Danger Noodle::.
res | .angstlizard.
character | play-by
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[Prince Catoukin]

[ ♂ ]yiitt⋆ Racetrack Higgins ⋆ 16 ⋆ Male ⋆ Homosexual ⋆ Newsies (Live) ⋆ Tags; Jaskier and Eiridi
bidoosh──── “ɪᴛ's ᴍʏ ᴄɪᴛʏ, ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɪ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ? ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ ɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏʀᴋ!”

The entire day had been eventful. From before the strike to the end of it, everyone was jittery and nervous. In the beginning, they were nervous about how it would go down. Would the other newsies come? Brooklyn, the Bronx?.. They didn’t. That’s what made the nerves become worry as the small number that arrived panicked. They would be severely outnumbered, no one else would come to help them… Race nearly gave up right then and there. His entire upbeat and energetic demeanor dropped to one of defeat. That would be the end for them. Their strike would be snuffed out as soon as the bell rang and they wouldn't even make a dent against the World. Pulitzer would win and New York would have no idea what the newsboys even tried to do. Davey had managed to lift his mood a bit, a long with Jack Kelly, but not that much. Race found himself a bit more motivated to partake in the strike and managed to stand up tall and proud when the bell rang to announce the beginning of the day. It's definitely not liking singing boosts his confidence and most of the rest of the newsies by a lot. No, not at all. He personally finds it pretty ironic that they all really do act like they're performing in Ms. Medda's theatre. It's not like the shows put on there are real life; those people don't sing through their daily lives as if it were second nature. Part of Race likes to joke about them being a living theatre show. It doesn't go over well with some of the newsies though. Sheesh, they lack a sense of humor.

The strike had been going so well, even when the Delancey brothers started swinging. The newsies held their own and Race was proud to say he was part of the force that made the newsies heard in that moment. They got on the brothers' nerves, they got them throwing punches and bursting at the seems with anger. They had tried to steal Les away, but with the help of the newsies distracting one of the brothers, Davey was able to get the little kid out of harms way. And, for a while, the group of teenagers were high with success. They were winning, they had the workers of the World on their knees... and then reinforcements came. The brothers had run off for help and came back with more. One of them, Wiesel the fat old man who sold them their papers, carried with him a bat. Chaos ensued and Race did not enjoy getting decked in the face by said old man. But then, the police came. At first, Race believed they were there to help the newsies, to protect them. But that belief was soon shattered when an officer beat down one of the younger kids. Panic ensued and all of the boys scattered. Except, no one remembered to help Crutchie. While everyone was trying to get away from the officers, they had left the cripple behind completely defensless. In his moment of vulnerability, Crutchie was beaten down for the newsies to watch with his very own crutch and drug off to the refuge.

Later on, while everyone was wallowing in the sorrow of Jacobi's Deli, they had been introduced to the front page of the daily newspaper. There they were, posed proudly for their picture right after the initial success of their strike. Delighted, Race had snagged the paper from the girl who showed them and turned ecstatic. In fact, one could say he nearly got drunk off of the fame from the way he started to act. He was giddy, cheerful, and completely idiotic once again. Race would never be ashamed to admit he had once again turned into a living musical. He was so excited to see his face on the front page above the fold that he didn't even care. Hell, it even started to lift the spirits of the rest of the newsies who were there with him. Later that night, he had gone to bed happy. The World and all of New York knew what they had done and there was no way they would back down now. So, Race was quick to fall asleep on his rough and worn mattress, prepared to take on the next day.

Which is why, when he started to wake up, he found himself curling tighter into the much softer mattress under cozier blankets. It warmed Race when a sharp chill found its way to his exposed skin. Odd. It wasn't winter, so there's no reason any cold air should reach him in bed. He didn't think much of it for a while, instead proceeding to stay wrapped up in the comfortable bedding as he tried to warm himself up. Even the pillow was much nicer, supporting his head and neck much better than the one he normally sleeps on. There was no way Race would get up if he could. But, then again, he always woke up a couple minutes before the morning bell, so he may as well start to get ready. Of course, when he opened his eyes and sat up, Race hadn't been expecting to come face to face with a room made out of... logs? The layout was similar to the room he had fallen asleep in since there were a couple beds lined up in the room, but it was nothing like it other than that. There was absolutely no furnishing other than the beds and some piles of items next to a couple of them. The ones with items also appeared to have people fast asleep in them. That wasn't too odd for Race. He just didn't enjoy the sudden change of scenery. Surprisingly, he didn't mind too much. With the assumption the others who were sleeping were fellow newsies, it was easy enough for him to assume someone had managed to move them in their drunken stupor. After all, the place was far too nice to be the refuge.

Race threw the nice blankets off of himself and twisted around so his feet were now on the floor. Down beside the bed, he noticed his own pile of items. His undershirt, shirt, and vest were all folded neatly and stacked together next to his shoes. On top of it was his hat, a piece of paper, and- oh God bless, his cigar! Race picked up the pile of items and set them on the bed. He already had his pants and long, obnoxious socks on, so it wasn't too much to put on. He tucked both of his shirts in, leaving the outer one mostly unbuttoned before putting on his brown vest. Race left that open too, not really caring about how it made him look. Afterwards, he reached down to pull on his boots and, as he sat up, he paused. His hand hovered over the paper covered in words in an interesting cursive. Curious, Race picked up the sheet and began to scan over it. He huffed and shrugged when he couldn't make much out. It's bad enough that he can't really read well and the cursive made no move to help. Maybe he could get one of the others to read it for him. With that thought, he set the note down and instead snagged his flat cap and placed it on his head in his typical crooked manner. tes, when he did this, an odd settlement of warmth rushed over him. Suddenly, the coolness in the air didn't bother him.

When he got to his feet, he picked up his cigar and made his way over to the nearest wall. With a loud few knocks on the wall, Race turned to face the other beds. "Hey, let's get a move on! Dis mornin' ain't gonna start itself! I'd like ta find who puts us in 'ere before wes gotta go!" Being the highest "in command" to actually sleep within the building allowed him to do those sort of calls with ease. It was beyond Race's knowledge that these weren't, in fact, fellow newsboys.

[InfectedHau]

Toa Varu||Bionicle||Tagged||Will, Kiyotaka

Waking came slowly to Varu, as she shifted in her canister, keeping her eyes closed. She'd never ridden in one before, but it was nice. It was soft, and warm, and...

Canisters weren't soft. This wasn't her canister. Eyes still closed, the Toa of Psionics reached for where the lid would usually be, only to put her hand against a solid wood panel. Canisters also weren't made of wood. Probably best to open her eyes.

Varu opened her eyes, revealing a strange and alien scene. She was in what looked like a Matoran dwelling, only one totally unlike any she'd seen before. It wasn't made of protodermis, or even stone, but wood, just like the bed she was lying in. Who would build a wooden house? Even if Rahi or something else didn't come and knock it down, it would rot in a few hundred years. It could be done, she supposed, but it certainly wasn't very practical.

Wait, why was she in a house?

Varu's heartlight quickened as the realization began to set in. She'd been kidnapped, probably knocked unconscious, taken Mata Nui knows where, her team probably had no idea where she was, where was her lance? Oh, there it was, it was leaned up against the wall. So was her pack, as well as a flat white sheet with writing on it that wasn't Matoran, but that she somehow could read. The sheet didn't help her steadily mounting panic, with its tale of plagues and death and horrors in the dark. If they'd taken people from all over, where was the rest of her team? Would a full team of Toa be better than just one? Or were there more Toa, just not from her team? What was the selection criteria? Or were there more than just Toa? Where were these 'others' anyway? Panic and curiosity battling it out inside Varu's head, the figured it best to look around the dwelling she found herself in, to get a better idea of where exactly she was.

The Toa looked up from her sheet, around the room- and barely stifled a shriek of terror, recoiling instincively from the figures on the other beds. They were monstrous. Hideous, fleshy things, shaped roughly like Matoran and sized a bit taller, but the resemblance ended there. Fur sprouted from their heads, short claws tipped each of their fat, round fingers, and their bodies were wrapped in oddly-shaped robes. She would have assumed that meant their bodies were as ugly to them as they were to her, but they hadn't bothered to cover their faces. Clearly they thought they looked fine, though how anyone could make that assumption was beyond her. Slowly, so as not to disturb them, Varu reached for her lance, standing up and readying her powers. She had to slouch a bit, this room wasn't built for Toa, which didn't help her nerves much. She really hoped there weren't more of these things.

[Siki]

→ Yubi → 12 → Nonbinary → Psychic → Tag: Sett

Everything seemed to be peachy keen for the kid, all calm and all right with the world. No trouble as well danger threatening wildlife of itself-- as if that could happen everyday and now. Things are down in flames for the forest, Yubi was trying to get the animals to safety and away from the hot flames. As well quelling the flames with their hydrokinesis ability but seemed to be a bit fruitless to contain it. How did this happen? Actually they shouldn't question that since the outsiders of the forest is trying to destroy it. Many times the plan fails but this time it caught the psychic by surprise. 'Kid we gotta take cover near the river we can't do much right now.' Yubi turned around seeing a rabbit near them tugging their clothes in somber. 'B-but argh fine let's get going.' Yubi said bitterly biting their lips in anger, they grabbed the rabbit with their hand while having the leaf stalk on the other hand they started running to the destination.

Holding up their leaf stalk shielding themselves from the wild flames trying to reach both the kid and the rabbit. 'Watch out kid!' A loud crack rang out as a burning tree fall down in front of them with a loud thud. Raising their leaf stalk they concentrated on their hydrokinesis once more. The leafs stalk dew was shining a bit brightly with a swipe of their stalk a small tide was let out, extinguishing the burning tree taking the chance of going over the tree in a hurried fashion despite being small. 'Urgh why now.' Yubi complained. The rabbit chuckled a bit which in return Yubi gave a glare at the rabbit, the rodent looked away sheepishly avoiding the look Yubi is giving them.

Finally making to the river they spotted a group of animals huddling together in the river. Some heads turned to Yubi's direction and was delighted to see the kid okay. Putting the rabbit down they looked around trying to find someone. 'Looking for the vine dragon kid?' The deer asked. Yubi nodded to the question turning their attention to the deer talking in their mind. 'Yes.. where'd she go?' There was a bit of silence between them except the crackling sound of the flames at the forest. 'Haven't seen her during the fire. I wouldn't worry much about her kid. She knows how to take care of herself.' Yubi let out an exasperated sigh causing the deer to flinch a bit. ' I guess you are right.. I really hope she's okay after this. '

As the forest fire dies down for a while Yubi started on their task reviving bits of the forests life with their nature's will ability slowly which the animals are thankful for but it'd take several days for the forest to fully revitalize. As the sun settles down Yubi decided the work right now was good enough. They were immensely tired from all the events that happened already. Settling down on a soft patch of grass they laid down putting their leaf stalk right beside them close enough to their body. It took them a few minutes to finally fall asleep soundly.

Stirring awake they felt something soft underneath them, too soft for a patch of grass they are on-- unless. Opening their eyes they soon realized they are in a building of some sort. They have no idea where they are and it gives them bad vibes. Looking around they spotted another figure in the building sleeping on a bed of some sort while the others are empty. Yubi soon realized they aren't even wearing their boots, throwing the blankets to the side they hopped off the bed landing on the floor with a thump. On the floor was their boots and their prized leaf stalk next to it in perfect condition. Yubi noticed a stand having some items on it as well as a piece of paper with writing on it. The paper is already useless to them, they don't know how to read that much nor did they go to school. Yubi felt anger rise up inside of them, grabbing their leaf stalk they swung at the stand breaking it into pieces. The psychic huffed at the mess they made then spotted an item on the ground. A bracelet? Reaching over to it the kid inspected it and had a tugging feeling that it might be important so Yubi decided to put it on.

The psychic looked over to their roommate who was in the same room as them still sound asleep. ‘HEY WAKE UP.’ Yubi yelled in their mind. Hopefully that’ll wake them up because they have questions to ask and they want answers now.

[State Alchemist]

[Sorry for the long post, everyone.]
Remy LeBeau [Gambit] | Male | X-Men | Tags; Open
Remy stirred, muttering darkly to himself. He was surprised that one of his cats had not woken him up. Figaro was usually up and about, meowing for food and climbing all over Remy. He sat up, slowly realising how uncomfortable he was. It seemed that he was in his hero outfit, coat, mask and all.

Rubbing his eyes, a realisation dawned on Remy. This bed wasn’t his bed, this entire place was no where he had ever been. Oliver, Figaro and Lucifer were no where to be found. He tried to remain to calm, but waking up in a completely foreign house is quite alarming. If this was some sort of kidnapping, his captors could be anywhere. Thinking it was a good idea to get up and explore the house, he rose to his feet and looked around. Immediately, he saw his bo staff and deck of playing cards on the ground next to his bed, the cards bound neatly with a rubber band. He picked up his belongings, even more confused but less panicked. If this was really a kidnapping, what sort of idiot would leave him with his best weapons?

He folded the staff and tucked it into his coat, then took the rubber band off the deck and placed the cards in his outer pockets. He picked up a piece of paper that had been on the ground, and thought he may as well read it.

“Damn.”

After reading the letter and feeling way less confident, Remy threw it carelessly to the ground. He thought just for one, maybe just one month, he could live in peace without some world threatening crisis happening. But alas, there was no rest for the wicked it seemed. He turned his gaze to the rest of the room, seeing others in the beds. He didn’t recognise any of them from a distance. Remy sat down on his bed. He could go outside, but he was shocked and even more curious. He may as well wait for someone else to wake up.