The Awakened: Ashes of Life, (IC, Sign-ins Only, Open)

[Contamenesia]

Link to the OOC is here: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=421025

Earth, 302,017:

Shiera awoke suddenly, gasping for air, but there was none. It took her a long second to then realize that strangely, she didn't need any. Suddenly a voice spoke inside her head... "Hello Awakened One. You Exist for one purpose only: to find a way to restore life back to this barren planet. I curse you to roam here until it is achieved...."

"W-What?" she exclaimed in surprise, but the mysterious voice did not speak again. She slowly brought herself to her feet, and looked at what was around her. She could see the stars, so at first she thought it was night, but then she noticed she could see the sun too, which made her realize it wasn't. She was on a planet, covered in dust and ash, but there was absolutely no atmosphere, no air, no clouds. And she could not see any Oceans or of the sort for miles in any direction. "Where am I?" she asked, and winced when something else dawned on her..."Who am i?" She frowned. "I am Shiera An....and.....and....nothing. I can't remember...." She growled in frustration. She felt a heavy pain in her heart, but she didn't know what was causing it. It felt more emotional that physical, though it was getting there. "Why am i sad?" she asked, talking to herself. She didn't see anyone around her. However she did see odd structures of some sort in the distance. "Well, i guess first things first, i need to figure out where the hell i am....hopefully i can get some answers..." With that she began trod off in the direction of what looked like a ruined city of some sort.

[Eclixia]

Anthony was flat on his shoulders when he suddenly woke up. The world was spinning around him, rocking back and forth. It was blurry and moving, and his head felt bloated and empty. He could only see the open expanse of space above him. A black void of nothingness and tiny points of distant light filled what was once the sky. He staggered to his feet, fighting his induced imbalance, before the world made sense, cleared up, and stopped spinning. Where was he? It was only an open wasteland, like a desert, in all directions. But, regardless of where he was, he didn't feel heat or cold. There was nothing but open flats, boulders and distant cliffs. He was in a shirt and jeans, but that was it. There was no air going through his mouth but he didn't feel the urge to breathe. He tried to force air into his lungs but there was no pressure coming in. There was nothing to breath. He had looked around in a mixture of confusion and terror as he realised something was horribly, horribly wrong. And then the voice began speaking.

'...Hello Awakened One. You Exist for one purpose only: to find a way to restore life back to this barren planet. I curse you to roam here until it is achieved....'

It was a calm, collected tone. But there was no-one to say it. It surely wasn't him. What the hell was going on? What did the voice say? 'Restore'? Does that mean there was life here before?

It couldn't be Mars. The ground wasn't that shade of metallic red. And that, up there and glowing, was the Sun. It didn't sear his eyes like it did before. And from what he knew, it was right where it needed to be for it to fit its size from Earth.

He was hit with the horrible realisation that what he was standing on was once the lush planet Earth.

[Contamenesia]

Shiera An

As she made her way to the ruins, she saw a figure in the distance. At first she thought it perhaps was a statue, but as she got closer, she could clearly see it moving. Another person...."HEY!!" she called, not quite sure how her voice was working when there was no air. "HEY OVER HERE!! WHO ARE YOU? DO YOU KNOW WHERE WE ARE? HELLO?" She called out. She normally wasn't the type to talk to strangers, but given the current situation, it was better to find answers as quickly as possible.

[Eclixia]

By the time the figure got anywhere near him, Anthony had left Earth's barren landscape and was hurtling through Space on his way to Mars. His idea was that nothing would get done on fixing the Earth until there was something more than a skeleton atmosphere. After what felt like a few minutes soaring through the solar system, the metallic red of Mars approached and he eventually came down onto the Martian surface, with some sort of uneasy similarity to that of Earth. Mars had an atmosphere. He could carry the Martian atmosphere back to Earth and give it air. However, when he breathed in, he choked and spluttered impulsively. He tried again, and he coughed up again. Mars wasn't working, and he kept spluttering as he tried to breathe in the air of Mars. It was toxic.

As he left the red planet once again, its enormous red mass disappearing into a pin head, he set off through the Asteroid Belt at an impossible speed, on his way to Jupiter and the Ice Moon of Europa. Here, there was oxygen. He set down onto the thick ice sheet of the moon, staring at the elegant swirling clouds of Jupiter, as he breathed calmly in the oxygen-rich atmosphere. It was calm and crisp to breathe, and very relaxing. He was breathing like he did before. With this atmosphere, he breathed in, and inhaled the entire atmosphere in. Then, he set off for Earth, to restore life to the planet.

[Ruskland-Preuben]

He groaned, and he croaked, and rolled to the side. "Oh... Damn," he murmured, he then opened his eyes, only to be greeted by the familiar sight of a dead world under a dim, swollen red sun. "What?" Was all he was able to muster. He then noticed, he didn't breathe for once whilst saying those words! "Amazing! A gift from Cthulhu!". Then there was a strong hot wind, then he noticed that the heat was dulled. He could only smile in excitement. Then the wind blew harder, and a mental presence entered his mind. "Hello Awakened One. You exist for one purpose only: to find a way to restore life back to this barren planet. I curse you to roam here until it is achieved...." It boomed out in his mind, and lo, a sudden realization dawned upon him, Cthulhu, spoke to him. "I am your servant to the rest of my days," he swore, "I shall restore life, as to bring more followers unto your name.". He took a look again on the barren world, he could see a ruin from the hill he was on, a ruin of some great settlement. "Time to get to work." And he went off with a spring in his step, a fresh world for Cthulhu!

[Contamenesia]

Shiera

Shiera frowned as the figure left. perhaps she had just imagined him. "Great, now i'm seeing things...." she muttered to herself, then decided to continue on to the city ruins before her. She took note of the architecture, it was strange to her. but she couldn't tell if she should recognize it or not. She bit her lip in frustration, having no memory sucked. She thought about the voice she heard in her head, and pondered if she had just imagined it...but she had such clear memory of it, she was certain she hadn't. But she had no idea who or where it came from. And the task it gave to her seemed utterly impossible.

Jack

Jack sat upon the peak of a cold and dusty mountain, one that stood high above every other mountain near it. He'd been "Awoken" for almost three months now. He had explored many of the other planets, but he wasn't quite sure what to do. He'd brought a bit of water from a moon around Jupiter, but it evaporated in the heat, a truckload of water gone in seconds. he had done it quite a few times, but he gave up as he didn't see it do anything. Not enough water it seemed, and it didn't help that there was no air.

he sat upon the mountain, thinking. Trying to remember his past, but again always coming up blank. it got to the point that he had started to make up different things about his past, though he knew they weren't real. But they were his only source of entertainment. "God this place is boring....and lonely." he said to himself with a sigh.

[Ruskland-Preuben]

Lucian Fabler

He had entered the city, hoping to glean some sort of memory from the life before that he left through death. But, sadly, nothing could be harvested, and he sighed in tiredness at it all. Then he heard the footsteps in the sand, someone was approaching, finally some company. And my was it some company, it was a fairly nice looking female, and he looked upon her lecherously. "My my," he began with a shake of his head, "Aren't you quite the female.".

[Contamenesia]

Shiera

Shiera heard a voice a looked to see an odd man with rather unruly beard and a devilish face approach her. While it was a relief to see another face, this one did not seem.....safe. He spoke in a different language than she did, but yet she understood what he said perfectly, as if the meaning of his words just came to her. "Who are you and where are we?" she decided to get the basics out of the way first, as those were her two most prominent questions.

[Ruskland-Preuben]

Lucian Fabler

He again shook his head, that lustful smile still plastered on his face. "Ah, the typical who are you and where we at question." He told her, "Typical questions, but I shall answer them respectfully.". "For your first question," Lucian began, I am Lucian Fabler, Prophet of Cthulhu.", he looked around, and they were alone. "And, for your second question," he then paused for a bit, "That, I do not know. All I do know however, is that we are on a planet that our kind once called home, Earth, its name...". He inched closer, his hands loosening and his eyes narrowing. "Nice chest..." He murmured.

[Contamenesia]

Shiera

Not liking the look in his eyes, nor how close he was getting, Shiera placed a firm and solid kick into the man's nose. She worried she might of killed him, but after seeing him continuing to move, she knew he wasn't dead. "C-who-lu? i know no one by that name. And this cannot be Earth. Earth has sky and rain, and lush green. This place has none." She noted that the man still spoke in a different language from her, but she could still understand him perfectly. She could only assume that it must be the same way for him. How odd. Who ever brought them here made sure they could communicate with one another.

[Ruskland-Preuben]

Lucian Fabler

He was about to silver tongueher till he received a hard kick to the nose. "Ouch..." He murmured out in pain, but again, it was dulled, and he rose again to ogle her body. "Cth-ulu, but it is said nobody can pronounce his name correctly, so you might not know him really, but you will soon." He then listened to her other sentence, "Well, it seems that our planet had reached its final days, and the sun grew, baking the land, drying the oceans, and killing Earth.". "But the voice, it tells us the possibility of resurrecting our planet," he said, "Think of the possibilities that stem from that statement alone!".

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Shiera

She frowned, "So you heard the voice too? Hmm. Regardless the mission it gave us is impossible. I do not know of anyone who possess magic that strong. i....well i don't know of anyone with magic besides myself at all....i don't remember anything from before. Only that there was a before....and it was not like this..." She shrugged, "Perhaps i did know someone with that kind of magic, but that doesn't matter. If i did know them, i do not now, and they obviously would be long dead, and if not, i would not recognize them if i saw them." She then turned to the man. "You are a lewd man. I don't like you at all, but you are the only other person i have met here so far. Touch me and i will break your neck. However, you may follow me, i currently am investigating these ruins to see if i can discover what happened here."

[Eclixia]

Over time, Anthony had perfected the routine. He spent a minute hurtling through space and then breathed in, with his supernatural breath. With his volume at breaking point, and compressing billions of times a human lung capacity, he flew back to Earth only to gently release his Europan air onto the eerily familiar landscape of home Earth. Over what felt like a day and boundless energy, he had done this thousands of times and the sky was forming the normal haze of blue. He felt the weight of the impossibly crushed air in his lungs, but it did not stop him. It was slow and tedious, but every time he did it, the sky changed. Now, he needed to dilute the oxygen-rich atmosphere with the more nitrogen to recreate Earth's natural atmosphere, and set out to harvest nitrogen from another lonely rock floating in the solar system.