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a game that has you defeat an octagonal microwave in a fantasy world after saving a geologist.

I will help you make this game.

a game that has you defeat an octagonal microwave in a fantasy world after saving a geologist.

I will help you make this game.

HIS LIFE GOAL SHALL BE COMPLETE

a game that has you defeat an octagonal microwave in a fantasy world after saving a geologist.

I will help you make this game.

HIS LIFE GOAL SHALL BE COMPLETE

I would play that game…

a game that has you defeat an octagonal microwave in a fantasy world after saving a geologist.

I will help you make this game.

HIS LIFE GOAL SHALL BE COMPLETE

I would play that game…

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Hi! Is this still active, or has it not started yet? If so, may I join?

It hasn´t started yet, (for some reason) but I don't think anyone will have a problem if you join

(OOC: Okay cool! I'm caught up on the main premise from the previous page so I'll just start us up with my own character if that's no trouble.)
The air was bitingly cold and apathetic, tainted with particles of ice and frost that would freeze any lungs unfortunate enough to inhale it. The city had been reformed into a forest of stone and ice. What once were colossal and proud buildings stroking the edge of the clouds were now ghostly towers that creak with agony as the frost slowly claims them. The streets are slippery and shiny, having been overwhelmed by the artificial winter that falls from the sky. Most of the inhabitants of this city had evacuated out of wise fear away from this home turned death trap. Standing at what was once the entrance of the city stood a bipedal creature with two long braids traveling down the sides of it's body. It wears a red ornate mask with a face covered in golden bandages. It was obviously of inhuman origin. Nonetheless, they put their hands on their hips and lean their weight to their right leg as they observe the deathly white city. They utter a simple phrase through chattering teeth.
"Damn, it's cold."

Jaye hurried through the streets, headphones on, clutching her sketchpad to her chest. She subconsciously stepped around the puddles of ice and frost and water, head down, breath steaming white in the chilly air. She had a dark grey beanie on, her spiky, chopped hair sticking out from under it.
She was so focused on getting to her destination and avoiding ice that she didn't notice the figure until she bumped right into it.

As Specter was looking at the frozen buildings in wonder, they felt a sudden bump against themselves and almost fall over on the ice. They instinctively launch their foot out slide on the ground precariously while occasionally yelping until they finally find their footing and balance themselves. They look at the person who bumped into them with their fists balled up. "What's the big idea, doofus!? Watch where you're going! Or at least get out of here, you're gonna get sick in this weather." They hold their hand out as more ice particles drift lazily to the ground and settles delicately at their feet. "Ain't it supposed to be Spring or something?"

Jaye, not even bothering to take her headphones off, scowled up at them. She could see their lips moving, watch them gesturing, but she hadn't the faintest idea what they were saying.
"I'll be on my way," she said stiffly, turning to leave.

(OOC: I just realized I forgot to introduce my character lol)

Name: Specter

Age: ?? (acts 19/20ish but is actually way older)

Gender: N/A

Pronouns: They/Them

Sexuality: insert x-files theme

Occupation (could be considered optional): Thief/ Rogue

Basic Looks: They aren't human, but I'm not 100% sure what the name of the species is lol. They have green eyes that rapidly phase in and out of shades of green and have two long brown braids that almost reaches their ankles. Sharp lil teeth.

Height: 5'11 ft

Clothing: They're face is wrapped in golden bandages and they wear a red masquerade mask. They wear red gloves and red dancing slippers. They're wearing a grey sweater with a white shirt (table cloth) over it and have weird pants. Basically, thighs are grey but calves are white. I have an (inaccurate) drawing of them in their page so check it out if it's confusing. They also have a cape but I'm actually debating on removing it idk.

Backstory (optional): They have no recollection of their childhood. The most they can say is that they were always a thief. They steal from the corrupt and greedy and take it to the those who need it most. They have a soft spot for children, but aren't actually good with interacting with them since they always seem so scared of Specter when they're trying to give them food or money.

Other: They have a unique kind of magic only they can use. It's nothing special, it's basically just green glowing orbs of energy that can be used as projectiles. They usually throw it at their foes which makes a huge explosion, but it only hurts a little. Also, they can remove their braids and use them as whips to wail on enemies. They're cynical and pessimistic but not overtly bitter. They like singing and dancing, but only privately. They don't eat. They never, never remove their mask or bandages.

Specter sputters and babbles at the girls apathy at a frozen city and grabs her by the shoulder. They turn her around to face them and knock the weird knobs over her ears back. "Listen twerp, I don't know if you've noticed, but this place isn't supposed to look like this. You need to get home. Or at least tell me where I am. I don't think I'm where I belong." They look around confused by all the weird things on the street. They've never seen anything like it. They abandon their confusion and look at the girl instead. "Where are we exactly?"

Locux began to look around the city, he had helped quite a few people evacuate the city, but he caught wind of people still living and traveling into the city, not wanting to lose any innocents to this strange winter. Noticing two people on the street he begins approaching them. Not knowing if they were looters trying to steal valuables before the city is destroyed he reached for his back revolver. His dark robes proved to be a stark contrast against the heavy ice and snow falling from the sky "You are not supposed to be here, state your business" he said shouting at the two strangers

Jaye frowned and began counting things off on her fingers.
"One, this place always looks like this. Two, this is my home." Unfortunately. "Three, this is the city of Elžní." She pointed to the sheet of ice. "That's the Nevšky. Four, don't ever touch my headphones. Five, I'll be leaving now."

Specter squints at the girl in confusion and intrigue. "The who why how what?" They look around the city. "This is Elllscknee?" The pronunciation is lost on their tongue. They look up. "And that's n-Neehvskeee?" They butcher the pronunciation once more. They look at the girl incredulously. "But how can anyone live like this? It's way too… frozen. It doesn't seem safe or even sane." They cringe at how much they sound like Knight. The dweeb's morals are starting to rub off on them. "Isn't there any way to I dunno, warm up the place so these people won-" They're cut off by a new voice behind them. Specter turns and almost freaks out.
A person just at seven feet wearing all black and a helmet that basically says 'death is my middle name' stands just a few feet away with warning etched into their voice. Specter looks from the figure to the girl back to the figure. "Uh. Um. Ah. He-hey! Dude! Bro! Ma'am! Sir! Milady! Uh, yeah we're just chilling here. Get it? Cause of the- ah, you get it." They have a terribly awkward smile and looking closely reveals they're trembling slightly. "Yeah! Me and my friend here were on our way back… to places! Right, uh." They freeze again and lean next to the girl to hurridely whisper. "Dude! What's your name!?"

"And why should I tell you?" Her gaze was as icy as the Nevšky.

Thinking this was just a charade to make him lower his guard, Locux pulled out his revolver as a show of strength "God you're just like Dra" Still questioning if these people were hostiles he approached cautiously "Haven't you heard? This place is done for, you need to leave" His eyes changed from a red glare to a calming green sight as he slowly put the revolver back into his holster

Specter was about to curse the little punk out, but then the black robed figure draws out a while ass gun and Specter freezes in absolute terror of the sight of it. The man draws closer as the fierce red in their eyes become green and Specter calms but only slightly. "Done? What do you mean done?"

Jaye began to sing:
"Come, come, the Nevšky is falling,
The people are calling,
Takira is sleeping,
The people are weeping.
Come, come, the city is quiet,
Takira is silent,
The Nevšky is falling,
And I am still calling."

"That Ice ceiling you see above us, the Nevšky." Not being bothered by the pronunciation he pointed his finger towards the sky revealing a sharp four-fingered claw where a normal hand should be. Soon after he continued to explain "That thing is going to fall down into the city and destroy it"

Specter looks up in awe at the sky. The ice continues to innocently drift to the ground. They look back at the black robes man. “So… you’re telling me that the people who live here have to haul ass out of here if they don’t want to get buried under death ice?” They look back at the girl. “See what I told you? You can’t live here.” They bring their arms up and gesture to the sky. “Also, why the hell is their a sheet of sky ice just floating above the city?? Wanna answer that one Chief Metalface?” They put their hands on the hips and look at the man sharply.

"It was a gift from Takira," Jaye said softly. "But the people rejected it."

Specter crosses their arms and looks up to the sky. “Well if a gift constantly made me cold and was slowly killing me, I’d want the receipt too.” They lean their gaze to the girl. “Who’s Takira?”

She looked up at him curiously. "You really are from another world, aren't you? Takira's the Gold-Heart of water."

Sky circled around the city, searching for the last bit of goods before it was evacuated. Her eyes gazed up at the ice above her and grimaced. It was a reminder of how her precious time was quickly disintegrating. The icy air nipped at her nose and her breath blatantly stood out in front of her.
"Oh Takira, what have we done," murmured Sky as she made her final rounds. She was trying her best to stay out of sight, ordinarily, she would have used the roofs for her travel, but they were too slick with glassy water. She slung her backpack around her shoulders, coughing quietly. To be frank, Sky was terrified. What if someone recognizes me? She wouldn't be surprised, many times people have put out wanted signs for her and her thieving.
She was about to wind the corner when she caught sight of a group of people. "Damn it," Sky thought. She had come so close to leaving without any issues or meeting anyone who could potentially be suspicious of her. Although, the assemblage looked quite peculiar against the deserted landscape.

Jaye noted the girl, but other than that, showed no sign she had seen her.

Almost tuning the conversation out, Locux noticed the girl and out of instinct pulled the revolver once again and pointed it at her. His eyes became red once more as he kept thinking that anyone still inside the city was hostile. "If you don't come out I'll begin shooting" The ornate revolver shined with the reflected light of the snow. Locux began slowly walking towards the girl, he still occasionally looked at the other pair with a threatening glare.

Sky rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her.
Just her luck…
Technically, they hadn't seen her steal anything, so she's in the clear. Right? She slowly crept out of the shadows and looked at the man. She didn't recognize him, but one could never be too careful. "Look dude, I'm just trying to be on my way. No need for the whole shooting thing," Sky smirked and once again surveyed the others a little farther in front of her.

"There won't be any shooting unless it is necesary" Locux replied coldly as he slowly downed the gun. "We do need to leave though, we don´t want to come across looters, raiders or thieves" He kept the revolver at his hand as he fiddled with the trigger anxiously. He turned and looked back at the two strangers at his back to make sure they hadn't run away

Specter clears their throat awkwardly at the word "thieves." Mostly because it's quite literally their job. They keep a mental note to not say any personal information to the man. They look at the newcomer with suspicion, and then at the girl they met beforehand. How come these dorks want to stay in the city where it's freezing to the point of inhospitality? They take a deep breath, letting the cold air bite their throat and lungs, and breathe out slowly. "Okay! So I think we got off on the wrong foot. Mostly because you-" They give a sharp look to the tall man in black. "-keep whipping out that gun like it's a toy. I get it. Thieves, rogues, vandals, vagrants, blah, blah, but you could kill someone with that thing, Bucket Face. So chill out, aight? Anyhow, my name is Specter." They give a slight, polite bow to each individual. Their eyes dim and brighten slightly with random hues of green. "What's all your names and can someone give me a run down of this place because I have no idea what a Gold-Heart is, so an explanation would be great."