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realitymods ([personal profile] realitymods) wrote2010-06-06 10:35 pm
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The Hosts

The Hosts

The people who maintain the Machine and this experiment are all mod characters. Some are helpful, some are misguided, some are cruel, and some are dancing to a higher power's tune. While they can change and may appear with varying frequency, there are some constant influences.

★ The Shop

The shop is a quaint wooden cottage that happens to be perhaps a bit futuristic on the inside. It's run by Jhil and Roen and the double jokers on the gaudy sign make it hard to miss. They're all too happy to sell characters the things they need - even information - for the right price. Can they afford their prices? That depends on what they have to lose. On the plus side, their employer wants them to hire new employees. As long as those employees don't try to get into the back room, behind the purple curtain... Oh, and don't even try to attack them. The door has a trigger to detect harmful intent, and you really don't want it to go off.

Though NPCs can see the shop, whenever they try the door, it is locked. They may, if they are lucky, catch a fleeting image of them in the window, but they won't be allowed in. Regardless of what they try to use - magic, technology, or explosions - they will not be able to get into the shop. The door will open only when player characters are alone (or alone with other player characters).

★ Main Hosts

Wolf ☆ Unlike Derogative, Wolfgang Albrecht is actually a completely normal human. Well, mostly. Hailing from a world where dimensional paradoxes are common, he searches for a way to save his home before it succumbs to instability and is swallowed forever. Though he dresses and sounds like he's from Britain, he'll be the first to tell you that he has no idea what Britain is.

Clumsy, well-meaning and earnest, he's a departure from the old manipulators of the Plane and he's in a class of his own. Like you, he's desperate for answers and unutterably alone. Wolf might be the only friend you have.

Recently he's acquired something of a following, and is one of two powers vying for control of the Machine.

Jhil ☆ Somewhat mysterious to lay eyes on, she's a woman with long red hair and two distinctive black horns curling back around her ears. She dresses in dark armor made of leather and mail even though she spends all her time working in the shop. She has a sharp tongue and is somewhat cranky, but if you want information, she's got it.

Roen ☆ A short man with chin-length black hair and two small black horns that curve forward slightly. He dresses in gray cloth armor embroidered with gold thread in various patterns. Unlike his cousin Jhil, he's generally very hospitable, if not a bit nervous.

Da Tian ☆ Wolf's former doctor and friend turned traitor. He is tall and striking, hawkish features and black hair braided down his back, as well as yellow eyes. He raised the 'angels' and released them on people just to see what would happen.

Shaman ☆ A little girl who works on the Machine. She dresses like a butterfly cocoon and talks in riddles, much like Meredith before her. It's rumored that she is actually upwards of a thousand years old.

★ Former Hosts

These people no longer can be contacted, but their info is here for reference.

Raymond ☆ Raymond Keys works for a man named Jed, and that's all he has to offer on that situation. He looks stunningly average, brown hair, brown eyes, average height, dressed in greys and like he can't decide between business or casual. His stature and appearance always seem like he's just barely tolerating being there.

And when he says you make him sick, he means it. He comes from a long line of people with the ability to sense the inhuman, but no one has ever had it as strong as him. He has no problems treating you with utter contempt and disgust, but will at least play at being nice to get his job done.

Jacob ☆ Jacob Kross seems to be a normal sort of guy; a bit of a jock who is into cars. Short blond hair and an average height, frequently dressed in jeans and t-shirts. He has a friendly demeanor seems to mean well- just don't mention keys around him.

Oh, did he mention it yet? He's looking for a key. A specific key. It's very important. If you happen to find it, please, he needs it.

Rita ☆ Rita Blake is clearly more refined than her boyfriend. Black business suits and classy, serious glasses are her attire of choice, and her long black hair practically blends in with them. She's a bit odd though, in her way. She always seems familiar to men- she always reminds them of someone they've met before.... Maybe in a dream?

'Grey'/Charlie ☆ Dead. As it turned out, he was host to something quite terrible. Who knew?

Derogative ☆ Derogative is an insufferably cheery, usually asleep, new addition. When dealing with most humanoid beings, he tends to take on a human form; a man in his early forties with short, messy brown hair, bright green eyes, and usually dressed in jeans and a black leather jacket. Though when in the shop, he tends to prefer his natural form: a giant canine-like animal with a golden ankh on his chest.

Most of the time he does odd jobs for whoever needs him for anything, he takes his role as Guardian seriously, but it would be best for everyone if he just remains as doofy and scatterbrained as he allows himself to seem.

The Twins ☆ The Twins are comprised of a girl and a boy - Lapis and Lazuli respectively - who look shockingly young and like perfect, pale porcelain dolls. Everything about them is sheet white and neat, wearing old-fashioned clothes, cropped hair and generally seeming quite delicate if not rather unsettling.

Don't be fooled. The Twins are sly, amoral business types. Everything has a price and nothing is sacred. They appear to have ties to everything corrupt - the mafia, crooked cops, etc - as well as everything good - heroes, orphanages, whatever - and keep their cards close. People tend to end up in debt to them but if you have what they want, they might just be your best friends.

Also, they have a creepy tendency to talk in unison, as if they share a mind. The only way to tell them apart is Lapis's slightly higher voice and the fact that they each wear a braid but on different sides of their heads. (Lapis wears hers on the right, Lazuli's on the left). If you listen closely when they move, the sound of gears can be heard.

Roe ☆ Not much is known about this woman. She fixed the Machine after it crashed from misuse, then disappeared. She seems to be irritable, because she very much is. Recently she has appeared again in glee at character suffering and annoyance that they were getting a vacation. She's a bundle of joy.

Meredith ☆ Meredith Sault represents what she simply refers to as 'the Order.' It has a real name, but she doesn't think that you need to hear it. There's something distinctly eerie in her mannerisms, from the distant voice to the fluidity of her movements. Her robes hide her eyes in shadow, but her lips, often curled in amusement, are always visible.

Meredith is not your friend, but she is not your enemy, either. She will not be bought, coerced, convinced, or made to care, for she values little and considers everything to be transient. She will not attempt to trick you, but she often speaks vaguely - or else callously offers shattering information, a small smile the only hint at her reason for doing so.

Laith ☆ Dead. Laith Kolter seemed like the usual harmless research slave right up until she showed her true cards as a master manipulator. Notable for controlling a long-term peaceful Plane resident into slaughtering half a dozen people and hampering the investigation. Ruthless, unfeeling, and willing to put her own life on the line for the sake of making a new world, Laith took the secrets of the Machine to her grave.


★ Contact A Host

In this post, you can ICly contact a mod character. You should leave a comment of whatever your character is doing to get attention - going into the shop and so on - as you would with normal tagging. If you have a preference for what character you get, give their name in the subject line. For the purposes of this post, the characters that can be contacted at any point are Wolfgang and Jhil.

However, if you do not specify which character you want, you may receive messages from others involved in the workings of the Machine.






OOC Info
★Summary
★Communities
★Rules
★Suggestions
★Contact
★Advertisement
The Machine
★The Astral Plane
★Deviances
★Realities
★Reality Changes
★Experiments
★Death
Connections
★Network
★Hosts
★Permissions
★Hiatus & Drop

★Rewards System
Applying
★Taken
★Arrival
★Applications
★Reserves
★Wanted

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ai stood there in silence as she listened. The look on her face was solemn and focused through the entirety of the story. When Grey had finished she studied him. ]

And this is a true story.

[ It wasn't so much a question as it was her confirming what she believed she was supposed to take as 'fact'. ]
ohwhataminow: (i like to whisk you all away-)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
[His expression doesn't waver, he just grins at her.]

Why wouldn't it be?

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Normally I would say it sounds like every other story made to scare children or be the basis of a soon-to-be-popular series of books.

[ Says the child. ]

But given the current circumstances, it's a little easier to at least consider.
ohwhataminow: (to make sure i get away)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
You know. For the longest time, it did like children best... [A sniff; he shrugs and tilts his head just slightly.] All stories made to frighten children started somewhere. Somehow.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ The remark did nothing to earn a reaction from her. ] They say that about most monsters in stories. That's how parents would get their children to listen.
ohwhataminow: (whisk you all away)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't look away, not now, not ever, expression never changing.]

It's how parents would keep their children from disappearing into the night. The day. September. Always September.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
Always? September has a special meaning then?
Edited 2011-12-15 04:53 (UTC)
ohwhataminow: (with my terrible mind)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe. I'm afraid that I don't know. Just it always started in September.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
It must have an end then. With every cycle there is a beginning and an end.
ohwhataminow: (whisk you all away)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Not anymore, so it seems. The genie is out of the bottle. The dam has broke. Time is up and still it goes, on and on and on and on. A monster is a monster is a beast is It and it has defied the laws and rules which bind it.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ She listened and she watched, with her own expression unwavering. ] And this monster from the story. It existed in the beginning before there was light or darkness. Does it have a name?
ohwhataminow: (whisk you all away)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
It has the names others have given it.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
I don't suppose it had a favorite name?
ohwhataminow: (hit our sleeping bags)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
It grew fond, so to speak, of the name Charlie had given it. But it grew fond of a name in every age and in every time; different places, different people, nothing stays the same. And names... well, names are so very replaceable, aren't they?

Grey, Gray, I could be Black, White, Green, Jimmy or Jake or Christopher. You could be... something with an S. Yes, you seem like a young lady with a name that would start with...

S.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ It was times like this where she remembered how annoying and troublesome this place could be. She couldn't help the startled look on her face for that split second. ]

You already know my name and it consists of only two letters, neither one being that.
ohwhataminow: (whisk you all away)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Shelly? No. No. Not Shelly. She-

[He shakes his head, quietly amused.]

But you understand, don't you?

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ As calm as she made herself appear to be, it couldn't be any farther from the truth. ]

I understand that a monster might find it easier to go by many names if only to help it find and get what's looking for without being caught.
ohwhataminow: (to make sure i get away)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
A monster has no need of names. People have need of them. They have to name what goes bump in the night; a name makes something less frightening, more real, more tangible, more... there. More... human.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
And what about those who don't believe in the monsters of those stories?
ohwhataminow: (the check the point the charlies)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Ignorant. Unenlightened. Unaware.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ After another a pause she bows her head just a little to him. ]

Thank you for your time, Grey-san.
ohwhataminow: (with my terrible mind)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
Leaving already?

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
I had asked for a story and you had told me one.
ohwhataminow: (the check the point the charlies)

[personal profile] ohwhataminow 2011-12-15 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
[He sighs, as if in regret.]

Do come back sometime then, Ai. I enjoy company. It gets so lonely here.

[identity profile] asmallamoroso.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ She only bows her head again before exiting the shop without another word. ]