Time's Oasis

[Jent]

They say time is an illusion, where there are no pasts, presents or futures. Others believe this to be rubbish. Yet all who have/are/will been/at/be at Time's Oasis know that it exists/existed in some form.

Residing in the center of Lake Infinity, the island occasionally emerges from a fog when one or more requires time to relax, healing ones fatigue before sending them off. None who have in the past remember being there. However, the future residents of a world enjoy this as a tropical paradise.

Those of the present recall simply because of one thing: Blackstar is fading away.

For some reason or another, the realm is weakening. Some migrate away. A few vanish from existence. Many, unfortunately, did nothing. Watching their home slowly dieing. To prevent the Dojo's destruction, it began violently rummaging through time. Searching for people, people able to listen to its beckoning call.

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Perched on a boulder, a man garbed in a dark green suit stood surveying the forest. Hoping some souls understood the message and allowed the island draw them in. He briskly leaped forward on to another boulder, then another. He paced all about the vicinity. Worry shadowing his thoughts, twisting his mind in knots. Until he abruptly halted. A grin quickly appeared to dispel the doubt.

"I see you came here by yourself, Nazo."

A shroud of darkness enveloped Nazo, draining the very life of the vegetation it touched.

"There's is no need to bring them in right now, Venom Blade."

Departing the magician, the darkness coagulated into a new from. While no visible face could be seen through the light-weight knight armor, it was easy to the owner's glee. Thrusting a hand out in the air. Grasping what appeared to be a mirror of sorts. Venom Blades tossed the relic to Nazo, catching it accurately. This plan had to be followed correctly.

"So when can I go home?" Venom Blade inquired.

"Patient, Blackstar first. Then the portal," replied Nazo.



((I'm horrible at names. Though given that I'm not completely sure if departing Blackstar is a good idea or not. Since I just finished some pacing earlier and I noticed Raven's message, I might as well give Blackstar a fighting chance with this. Oh, if someone has a better RP to bring the Dojo from the basement, then feel free to leave this be. I'm still bored enough to continue working on a character profile.

You may enter this roleplay with any character's past, present, or a possible future self to figure out a way to stop Blackstar's doom. As for why an evil character and a good one are not clawing each others eyes out, I'm not exactly sure myself, but I have some ideas.

P.S. If anyone has some time, can I have my name changed to Jent? I'm tired of using Today's Robot Of Tomorrow 48. ))

[EnDSchultz]

((Just a quick post to say I intend to join this, but I'm not entirely sure how at this point...gonna try and work on a proper entrance tomorrow.))

[GBE]

((Hey, long time no see. I've been itching for some roleplay. I decided to check up here again (as I do once every so often) and found Raven's actually tried to get people writing again. Just at the right time for me it seems. Anyways, here's hoping this roleplay will take an interesting turn...))

From the present a day, a young woman in brown khaki shorts and a white t-shirt stands on the prow of a hill holding what appears to a curved staff. She rubs her multi-coloured hair with a gloved hand as she looks into the distance towards the lake. Something is drawing her here and she doesn't quite know what. A felinesque shape prowls towards her and sits down on its haunches by her side. It too looks into the distance.

The woman looks up and stares at one of the few remaining birds in this place. After a few seconds the bird heads towards the lake and begins to circle, picking up any people who happen to be around at this point in time...


From the future a woman in violet clothing paces back and forth within a room. Her skin glows unnaturally and every so often items about her change into other random items. A youngish man sat in the same room sighs as the book in his hands turns into a pencil. "I do wish you would remain still. Your aura and your annoyance do not make for a sociable combination you know. There's nothing you can do or say at this point until you get some kind of confirmation. Why is it a worry for you anyway?!"

The woman stops pacing and glares at him, the pencil suddenly changing to a mechanical snake, biting and snapping at him, "You do realize that we used to live there and that there are people there that we care about?"

The man smiles and shrugs, "So what?! It's none of our business now. We left there a long time ago and hve other interests..."

Sternly cutting him off "Like what?! Drinking and lounging about. Arguing pointless politics and messing with the lives of mortals just so we can entertain ourselves. I think that these are the matters that can wait.."

Cutting her off abruptly, "Yes yes" he says waving his hand about as if to silence here, "I heard your speech earlier. I don't need to hear it again. You know I have to go with you anyway, I just don't see why you have to keep running about and having all these pointless adventues. Someone might assume that you are unhappy being in the position you are, you can do anything, and you constrict yourself to mortal rules. Except you know that you are not one, and you will never truly be one and that if everything goes wrong, you'll just end up back here, unharmed and ready for other adventures, whilst those that you give hope and courage to will just fade away and disappear from our lives."

Suddenly the womn begins to turn a dark shade of violet, her aura receeding back towards her. She takes a few deep breaths and takes a few seconds to calm herself down. She looks down at the floor, contemplating what she's been told. Eventually she looks back at the man, "Arnott, you may have some valid points. I may be able to return here whenever I want. They may eventually disappear, but whilst they are alive, it is within my power to help and change and shape their destiny. It may not be liked or approved of, but it is something that I can do. You know that they'll allow me to go there regardless of what they think. They think I'm just playing with the lives of mortals. To some extent that may be true, but I only do it to help better their lives, give them a chance to have one.."

Arnott looks back her and again sighs, but smiling cheekily, "Fine, fine. You always were able to argue your points well Violet. I can accept how you feel, just don't expect me to feel that way. You just have to accept that you can't save everyone, and you can't interfere with everyone's lifes. Eventually destiny will catch up to them and deal itself out tenfold. Just be warned. That's all."

Arnott's book finally reappears on the ground, he picks up the book and continues reading, ignoring his sister. Violet continues to pace, slightly less annoed than before...

((Okay, that just spilled out of me, sorry for the long post. Hopefully this story will last long enough to see also some plot twists from me..

Thanks,

GBE))

[Jent]

((Jent here! Sorry for my delay; testing can be quite troublesome. I'll try to clear up your confusion in this post.

EnDSchultz: Warp portals, catapults, instantaneous materialization, to name a few. If still unsure of how ask and someone will bound to help you out if I don't catch you first.

GBE: The only things that really annoy me about long posts is when a single one takes an entire page or when I can't make them myself. It will be interesting to see how your characters play out.

Now on to the show!))


The dark clad figure packed himself on a yew stump. He leaned back, the armor flowed right to the ground. Forming a dark steel lounge chair for his comfort. Followed by noxious smoke by-product that ascended past the trees and pierced the shifting winds. Venom Blade callous to what to life it will harm. "Time's Oasis must be at its last leg for you needing to synchronize with it."

Nazo likewise created a chair to ease himself. Though he took precautions when he forced the ground to rise, unlike the other. "Have you no respect for the dying? Blackstar's people survived far darker fates in the past; they wont let this world turn to dust."

Unfazed by his company's words, he continued on. "Then Forumopolis is still a thriving city? Nazo, you would never understand how mortals' futility is one of their greatestl weaknesses. People leave their own homes by less grief, forsake their greatest work when hitting the wall, curling up while waiting anxiously for death's greeting. A soulless creature such as yourself can't comprehend a human's deepest emotions. Nothing more than a mind encircling a mass of energy, residing in a mortal coil." Clutching a wine glass that just appeared, he paused his talk to savor the flavor of it and Nazo's churning emotions. "Even I am far closer to possessing a soul. Maybe if you were to absorb some souls you could-"

"WHY WOULD I EVEN CONSIDER DISSOLVING SOMETHING AS SACRED AS A SOUL!" Nazo fiercely stood, laved by a cascaded of dark blue light across his vessel. He leaped from his spot to Venom Blade's side. Raging eyes targeted the ignorant monster, who sighed in return. He left his lounge chair and confronted the wrathful magician, smirking.

"My, my, my. Looks like your programming encountered an error. Your creator must not have the fore-thought to alter your response to faults. Face it, you are clinging to the very thing you'll never achieve. Either change your goal or method. You wont progress any father at this rate." This remark further agitated the magician's fragile core. Rising his arm in the air, almost striking his irritant with a blinding blade of light. Stone spikes burst out of the ground and impaled him. Momentarily quelling Nazo's fury long enough for him to regain his grip on reality. Venom Blade side-stepped from the scene, he knew the origin of the attack. However, a shimmering mist up ahead stole his attention. Pondering who could be arriving right now. Behind him, Nazo beckoned the stone to return to its home. He also wondered what might appear from the mist.


((Anyone wanting to take this entrance is free to do so. Oh, and a thought occurred to me this morning. Given how Time's Oasis is settled between all the realities of the Dojo, it potentially could be linked to the Void. I'm not that sure, though since this island requires people to randomly appear here and there to give it life, with enough thought it can create a path to the Void.

Lastly, the Clarification:


Time's Oasis accessible at any given point in time in Blackstar's history and its realities. So long as the area of Lake Infinity is capable of allowing such energies reside right above it, it will exist at some point at least.

Even people who briefly entered the Dojo for a short while and are on the other side of the world should be capable of feeling the call. Even those in its orbit might feel its tug.

Though while it may physically appear on Lake Infinity at times, you get there without needing to swim or boat across. Warp portals, fall right on top of it, or even instantaneous materialization.

A gist of that: If your characters are stuck in some problems, and/or you want to try a different version of them, then they can enter Time's Oasis. Also, there are no different realities of the oasis, so they will all end up in the same place (though they could possibly arrive at different times of course.) ))