SETTING: You feel.. Like you've been asleep forever, your mind foggy and an indescribable fear seeming to linger in you, although you don't quite know what you're afraid of. Waking up with a start, looking around at first you see nothing, stretching on and on.. As your eyes grow used to the darkness, you find yourself on strange, dark purple hued turf, like a floating island in space. Staring out, the 'sky' looks full of far away stars, black aside from purple-ish clouds of what you assume is some sort of stardust cloud in the distance. Little wisps of purple light occasionally light up as they pass by. Looking around, you see more floating platforms of land, some upside down, some sideways. You can even see waterfalls of sorts, crashing down, down into nothing..

The sight, in it's strangeness, you could possibly find beautiful, but a feeling of sickness and repulse is all that you can find yourself feeling. You hear strange screeches, growls and roar like sounds coming from everywhere, faint but clearly heard, like an echo. Distressed, you feel, as their chorus is one that seems to scream of chaos. Perhaps, you might be able to see strange creatures flying high above, or see the silhouette of a large beast devouring the unfortunate smaller ones.. Voices whisper in the cold winds, the place chilling you to the very bone. The night never seems to end- as far as you can tell. You feel watched constantly..

Above you, from purplish black matter forms a human shape.. Gray, hovering above you all- his humanoid form having the beginnings of horns, his gloved hands slightly clawed as black markings seem to swirl on his cheeks. His form occasionally seems to waver into a more beastlike form, but generally remains human. His appearance seems to cause a chorus of strange noises, before he speaks in a voice that seems to sound within your minds, multiple voices underlaying a smooth, perhaps male voice.

"We are almost ready. You are all The Void needs now."

CHARACTERS --

-- GRAY --
M/~292/5'3

Gray grew up as a child in Russia cursed with prophetic dreams, like nightmares but he could never differentiate between what would truly become, and what was merely his terrified mind conjuring more terrors.
As he grew older, voices he heard as mere whispers grew louder, drawing him to a thing which was referred to as The Void, The Unknown, The Outside. Voices drew him to find a cave with an old artifact. By putting his hand on the artifact, he was brought into the Void, where his mind was melded with the will of The Void- to gain power and conquer all other worlds. The Void altered his very being, giving him a sort of constant regeneration, regardless of how fatal his wounds are. He was given the abilities to manipulate energy of the Void and its matter, as well as control over much of its inhabitants.
The Void's gifts came with sacrifice, as Gray's constant cold killed his parents while he laid with them in terror from yet another nightmare. He was hunted like an animal by people of his home, considered a witch of some sorts.
And he killed them, too. After all, they wanted his blood, what else could he do?
Slowly, Gray's mind was bent into a constant lust to kill and simply control- bring the Void to the power it well deserved. He practised hard on his skills, learning mind manipulation. The Void corrupted him- and quite literally, as on his back he bears a black mark up his spine- which literally moves- tendrils growing out and consuming his pale skin the further exhausted of skill he gets from his human body.
He is capable of an entirely different form, a literal beast with only the intention to kill.
In appearance he's small, with large purple eyes- devoid of any iris or sclera-- with a single slightly slitted pupil. He has long platinum blond hair which flows as if constantly in water, a purple scarf with runic markings covering his mouth- the ends tattered. He has a darker purple vest with runes going down either side- the sleeves torn as well as the bottom. Underneath he has a long sleeved black skintight shirt- dark purple gloves with black fingers. He has a belt with a small dagger attached to it, with purple puffy pants- runes going down on the out side of his legs. He has tall boots, black with purple fringe to it. Only the skin of his face is ever visible.
Rather than walking, he floats instead, void matter constantly shifting beneath his feet to push him around. He's thin and small, but his magic power so strong managing to get to him is usually only because he lets you.


Pictures: http://tinypic.com/r/24xfasm/8
Corruption: http://tinypic.com/r/2zzhkjn/8

-- POWDER --

???/F/5'2"
http://dreamself.me/d/kgX0
A tiny little princess. She is eloquent, and poised, but she likes to get what she wants. She tends to squeal whenever she's excited or scared. She wears her snow white hair free and flowing, with a small black and white crown atop her head. Her eyes are a surprising and somewhat peircing red. She dresses in a very regal style, obviously! Her favorite sweet is Chocolate Cake, and she'll love you forever if you get her some.


-- TEAL --

M/20/6'2''

Teal is a young man of very princelike stature. He's well-mannered and speaks in a very regal manner. For the most part, he enjoys the beauty of both genders, yet he puts his country - a small, European country that is based off of militaristic rules - and his duty as a prince before anything. However, though he has a beauty complex, he hates the thought of makeup. This is a very ironic and nonsensical thought, though, because he himself wears makeup to hide a scar under his right eye, given to him by his father.

Teal stands at 6'2'', with layered, shaggy blonde hair. He has bright, teal eyes hidden behind reading glasses. He wears a decorated, white military outfit with a teal pendant hanging around his neck. He keeps a gritguard in at all times, and it's only noticable when he speaks. It only impairs his speech slightly, causing him to slightly slur his S's.

-- OLIVE --

8 1/2/f/4’1

An 8 year old precocious girl. She doesn’t like reading very much, but she loves making stories. One of her favorite pastimes is drawing illustrations with crayons and explaining to Pumpkin in depth what’s going on in the picture and how it came to be. Most often, these sagas are full of witches, dragons, and trolls who eat mean people’s heads. When she grows up, she wants to illustrate lots of books, and then become an animation director so that she can make the cartoons she’s always wanted to watch.

Olive dresses in monster costumes 120% of the time, and has a rather large collection of high-quality horrible masks that she adores.

-- PUMPKIN --
old/M/5'10

In truth Pumpkin is nothing more than a very very old man. Although he'll do everything in his power to make you believe otherwise. Like, you know, trying his damndest to keep up with current hits such as "Greased Lightning" and "Dancing Queen". Very hip. He dresses in a suit. The suit jacket is a very dark blue velvet, it's super soft and smooth. Sometimes he just stands and strokes his sleeves while mumbling to himself. It's rather unsettling if you're not used to it, but once you do get used to it it's pretty comforting to hear some quiet German mumbling. Maybe. Or it just keeps on being unsettling.

He actually does appear to be a young man, perhaps somewhere in his twenties. But he was born in Lübeck during the Hansa days, which means somewhere between 1300 and 1600. He won't say when. Regardless, he's too old for you and you need an adult. Not that he's going to try to flirt with anyone, he's so wrapped up in his own thoughts for that. But can you blame him? The world has changed a whole lot since somewhere between 1300 and 1600 and he has stayed pretty much the same rather confused young man. Albeit somewhat more confused over time.

But you can't really go around telling people you're a 400-700 old German guy, so he's posing as just your regular ordinary bank clerk. He chose a bank because, well, he was originally from a family well known for their prowess in trading. It just seemed natural to him to take up banking.

Ah, but I left out the best part! Appearance.
He's unnaturally pale with impeccable teeth. It took decenniums of braces to fix those though so don't be jealous. His eyes are a golden brown, very neat, although since his hair is also, well, brown, it's not that neat if you ask him. Fairly slender since he never appears to eat or drink anything other than coffee and the occasional apple. It's rather strange and probably unhealthy. But what can you do when you're trying to avoid getting impaled with stakes and chased by pitchforks? Did I mention he's a vampire? Oh...

-- PURPLE --

27/5'9"/Male

This young man is handsome and well to do, but something seems a bit off about him. His faded blue gaze doesn't seem to focus on anything at all, which is probably because he's blind. Purple has a mess of ash blonde hair that falls around his shoulders with the bangs falling over his eyes.

Usually dressed in a vest and a violet bowtie, Purple tends to keep the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, the strap of his cane hanging around his wrist. He also has a bit of a habit for smoking, though obviously through trial and error based on the burns marks left on his fingers and palms. If someone can manage to deal with Purple's sarcasm and constant stream of stupid jokes, they'll find he's very generous and thoughtful. He tends to discredit his disability a bit too often for his good though, and has a bit of an issue accepting help from other because of it.

-- POWDER --
???/F/5'2"
http://dreamself.me/d/kgX0
A tiny little princess. She is eloquent, and poised, but she likes to get what she wants. She tends to squeal whenever she's excited or scared. She wears her snow white hair free and flowing, with a small black and white crown atop her head. Her eyes are a surprising and somewhat peircing red. She dresses in a very regal style, obviously! Her favorite sweet is Chocolate Cake, and she'll love you forever if you get her some.

-- BLACK --

23/6'0/M

      Gosh. Black owns a small local store that does anything to baking, to raking, to just making things!! Being the naive and childish person he is, he tried to merge words together to create "hip new slang." Thus, why he considers his job to be "naking." Not to be confused with naked. Black is too innocent to do such a thing. He also consideres himself an amature inventor!! He's currently working on another new creation of his own, and if it turns out like all the rest, it'll be horrible. Calling it a Typi because "It sounds really cute!!!" it will either be a super great fertilizer for fruit bearing plants or an gasoline replacement. Same thing, right?
       His hair is as dark as night, but his eyes are a bright green. He wears a cute little flower crown (with real flowers!!). Under his light yellow apron, he wears his work uniform.

-- HOTROD --


4'11'' / ??? / 90lbs/ They pronouns
A cute genderless being who snuck into the dimension between time and space. They have been hunted down by all the people from the realms of Time, Space and In-Between. Ever since they snuck in, he's been invisible to people. You cannot see, smell and touch them. You can hear them though.

This being doesn't have a name, but they go by the name of the object they decide to hold. Ex: If they are holding a blue envelope, you call them blue.
They don't remember their past all too well. If you meet one of the other dimension beings, they'll tell you that they have been trying to hunt this being down and that this being will and probably is one of the most dangerous beings.

This being is generally curious and upbeat, they're quick and they love to run about and explore. They can only be truly seen at 12pm-1am on a full moon night.

Selfy: http://dreamself.me/d/kklf