Origin Story

playground:cosmere_crossover

mary-mary_dean (mary-mary_dean@undisclosed.example.com) — 2022-04-12T04:10:24+00:00

Playground: Cosmere Crossover, or, The Thrilling Adventures of Chainsaw, Blow Boy and Oberon the Absent, a Tale in Far Too Many Parts @Elias, We're making this happen. I don't mind you suggesting edits to things I've written, but please at least bring it up with me first.

playground:playground - [Sessions Since People Called A Spark A Quirk]

davy_jenkins (davy_jenkins@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-20T00:25:58+00:00

Playground Welcome to the playground -- an OC area anyone can edit. Use it for jokes, memes, or whatever strikes your fancy. Play responsibly! FIRST - A playtester But which one? - A gm FIRST player - Josie Sessions Since People Called A Spark A Quirk

epilogue - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:51:28+00:00

Epilogue Player Characters Ada Oaks Aither Falls Ashley Albarn Az Cyfrol Cass Coeus Davy Jenkins Eden Meyer Ethan Ford Fergus Heath Jasper Stewart Jay Vale Leta Zerizu Mar Díaz Walsh Marcus Brooke Mary-Mary Dean Mags Powell Morphia Sandman Rachel Brown Zackary Watts Non-Player Characters Citrus Boy Kai Gale Mr Blavatsky Oliver Isted Titania

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gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:51:19+00:00

Titania Through winding alleys of stone and thought, you may come across a sleeping place. Cut off from the Real City that whirs around outside it, with all its mess and bustle and struggle. The struggles here are quieter, interior, contained. That doesn’t mean they don’t sometimes lick upwards in tongues of flame. They do.

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gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:51:14+00:00

Oliver Isted A small boy in an oversized coat arrives on the beach, with the sleeves pulled over his hands. He looks around nervously, glancing at the small group messing about a little down the shore. Is that them? They look a bit like them don't they? What if-

epilogue:mr_blavatsky - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:51:09+00:00

Mr Blavatsky It’s a sunny day, which feels odd for a graveyard. One particular grave seems almost radiant in the afternoon light; after years of neglect and the only occasional visitor, who rarely brought flowers, the grave is now covered in flowers and well wishes, many from people who never met the person memorialised here.

epilogue:kai_gale - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:51:04+00:00

Kai Gale As usual Kai is quiet in Spark Club, but gone is the feigned distance. They lean forward and listen intently to the kid speaking. “The whole district just feels like a reminder. You are dangerous. You are not wanted. If you don't hide, this is what will happen. And its not like home is much better.

epilogue:citrus_boy - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:50:59+00:00

Citrus Boy Somewhere " What does it mean to end? Who are we, when it’s all over? And what comes after the close? I lie in my bed And I try to think And in the meantime The city moves in sync. Somewhere — A cocoon awaits Blinds shutter open

epilogue:zackary_watts - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:50:53+00:00

Zackary Watts “So, do you think this place is what you’re looking for, Mr Watts?” Zackary takes in the office space, as the real estate agent stands at the doorway. Compared to his room at Uncle Ernest’s house, this place is much bigger — where at home, his documents struggle to stay stored, art submissions are stacked up in spare corners, and his cork board is spilling… here, it looks like it’d be able to fit all that, and

epilogue:rachel_brown - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:50:47+00:00

Rachel Brown Rachel shuffles from foot to foot, as she hovers outside of the door to her house in Greenfield Meadows. Mild anxiety courses through her, of how her parents will react at her sudden visit — but… she’s finally ready. She’s finally ready to come home.

epilogue:morphia_sandman - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:50:42+00:00

Morphia Sandman The Guiltless Aeon’s sprawling moon-city stretches out in all directions, strange curling architecture carved out of the moon-rock itself. Three flyers have flown here. One is small, winged, carried on no current of air through the inky-blankness. The others are less corporeal, even here, where nothing is corporeal, of ghostly not-substance, like the void through which they fly. Morphia, Mags and Marcus come to land on the surface of the moon.

epilogue:megan_powell - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:50:36+00:00

Mags Powell how’d it go? … not good. could have been worse, I guess. Mags can tell her parents care, but they’re scared, of the world and what it will do to her, and they don’t see that fear’s making it worse. Her mother’s annoyed that Mags registered without telling her. Annoyed at the chances she’ll miss. She doesn’t know how to explain it so they understand… she’d become so eloquent recently, but it seems like they’re not quite speaking the same language, any more.

epilogue:mary-mary_dean - created

gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-10-18T23:50:26+00:00

Mary-Mary Dean The building stands. Tall, resolute. Imbued with intent; to last, rooted in the ground, one of the many great columns rearing up out of the world that make Citropolis what it is: City. But this intent is old, and it’s facing off against the new. Not just the girl with the void at her fingertips. A whole construction crew, intentions united, channelling them through a spark.

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gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-09-24T21:03:28+00:00

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gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-09-24T21:03:06+00:00

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gm_cameron (gm_cameron@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-09-21T14:19:20+00:00

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gm_oli (gm_oli@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-08-09T20:45:16+00:00

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gm_maisie (gm_maisie@undisclosed.example.com) — 2021-07-26T14:21:08+00:00