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Post by
Skreeran
Azeroth was doomed.
It hardly felt like a month had passed since Kalistra Sunstorm, the mad undead elf who had slain so many, had returned from hiding, striking hard and fast. Presumed deceased or departed, no one had seen it coming when she took Shattrath. Now A'dal was dead. Khadgar was dead. Jaina was dead.
And Kalistra had only grown stronger.
Azeroth had been stunned by the tragedy. The Horde and Alliance both rallied their armies to the Dark Portal, determined to address the threat. They had thought themselves prepared. Very few still lived who had realized how wrong that belief would prove to be. Orgrimmar had been her first target, razed to the ground with only a smouldering crater left where the city of thousands had once stood. Warchief Thura had managed to escape the fel holocaust, but the Horde had been crippled by the attack.
Kalistra then burnt a path through the Ashenvale forest to Nordrassil, consuming what Archimonde and Ragnaros had failed to. From there, she burnt Moonglade and Teldrassil, before finally turning her sights on the continent of Northrend. She had taken the Eye of Eternity next, draining Tyrigosa, the Aspect of Magic, of her life and her magic, before basking in the power of the Nexus. In a fit of delirious ecstasy, she destroyed the Icecrown Citadel before turning southeast to the Dragonblight. After that, Alexstraza, Aspect of Life, and her sister Ysera, Guardian of the Emerald Dream had fallen so quickly.
Her draining of the planet's ley lines left the planets magi powerless and tightened her chokehold on the races of Azeroth. The Twilight's Hammer Cult had risen again shortly thereafter, believing Kalistra's return to be the long awaited apocalypse. They were quickly devoured by the crazed elf. The economies of Azeroth soon collapsed as people fled their homes in droves, looting, killing, and turning on each other in mad ancarchy. Rich and poor alike died of hunger or disease or the simple heartless greed of their neighbors.
Nozdormu had been the last. His powers over time had made it difficult for Kalistra to pin down, but finally, he too had fallen. The rest of his flight fled into the past and future, leaderless and confused. With the death of the last Aspect, many fell into despair. Thousands took their own lives or descended into crazed orgies of hopeless hedonism in expectation of the end of the world.
But a few refused to give up hope. With Nozdormu gone, and time unguarded, perhaps it was possible to go back and prevent this horrible oblivion.
Now Gurka Witchkiller stood before the unstable portal into the past, looking to her sides. With her stood old friends and new; allies she didn't know; and even a few she didn't trust at all. They all wanted to stop Kalistra's rise, however, and were willing to give their lives for that desperate hope, and that was what mattered.
Steeling herself and praying to her ancestors for strength, she took a step through the portal.
Azeroth deserved a second chance.
Welcome to Second Chances!
This RP is based on the
Azeroth, 20 Years Later
and
Aftermath
Roleplays, but takes place in the mainstream timeline, just before Landfall (Patch 5.1). You are free to either play one of your existing Doomed Timeline characters (where and
when
they arrive is up to you) from 38 years after the Cataclysm, or to use one of your Alpha Timeline (to borrow a
Homestuck
term :P) characters. Or you can create a new one! Whatever floats your boat. Don’t worry about the mechanics of time-travel, either, because the characters have split into a new timeline. So your future Aftermath characters CAN interact with past versions of characters without any temporal consequences! Yay simplicity!
I’ve got several plot ideas, but much like A20 and Aftermath, this will be mostly a sandbox RP. I’d love to see where this one takes us.
Have fun!
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Gadgetzan
Gurka groaned as she smacked into the sand of Tanaris. Her stomach was turning after the trip through unregulated time. Finally she got to her feet, looking around to get her bearings. Half a mile away, she could see the goblin city of Gadgetzan. She sighed in simultaneous relief that it still existed here, and annoyance that it was such a walk away, and started off towards it.
Post by
Adamsm
Kor Bloodfist
Southern Barrens
The Fel-sworn yawned and stretched as he stepped out of the portal, looking skyward at a horizon not darkened by the fires that the World Eater had started. "
Now, to figure out where in the World and Time I am.
" The orc laughed, stomping off, leaving behind flaming foot prints.
Zala, Mirira
Darkshore
"What in the Loa?" Zala screeched, getting to her feet after she and Miri tumbled out of their portal. The half-troll shook her head and looked around in wide eyed shock, seeing what should have been the familiar hidden village of Shatterspear completely destroyed.
"Zala, wait." Miri muttered, forcing herself up and moving after the young woman.
Tae'sash Firebloom
Eversong Forest
The blood elf exited the portal and looked around, a look of hatred on his face. The mage kept a cloak pulled over his head, silent as he stalked towards the city of the Blood Elves.
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Post by
Morec0
Character:
Curho Demoneye
,
Lak'tuk Demoneye
Location: (Past Timeline) Darkshore
The father and daugther warlocks landed roughly on the other side of the portal. The Grand Warlock stood and looked around, he grunted and scowled. "Darkshore, home of many night elves."
"The land is damaged, father," Lak'tuk said, looking at the destruction around them. "And I do not think that it was caused by the portal."
The male warlock shook his head. "No, this is the Cataclysm. We have not traveled as far back as I had thought we might."
"But that is... good?"
"In it's own way," Curho nodded slightly. "Let us get moving, we have much ground to cover."
Lak'tuk started to move, but stopped after only a few seconds of walking. "Father, I sense a pressence in that direction. I think... they were from our time." She pointed southward.
Curho looked in that direction. "Then let us see who they are, and if they are to be embraced as friends of the Legion of slaughtered a enemies." They altered their course and continued.
Characters:
Morec, of the House of Rivendare
Location: (The Original Timeline) The Caverns of Time
One by one Morec watched the other heroes depart through the portals. He stood and waited, watching faces he knew and faces he didn't know pass through.
But he had no intention of following. Oh now, this world was almost exactly what he wanted. Granted it was damage and dying, but it was enthralled in chaos. Enthralled with anarchy. His powers were limited by the lack of arcane magic in the world, but he still had his death knight powers, and he could still tap into the Shadow, Fel, and Elements through his runes.
It was not everything he had wanted, but it was the closest he had gotten in all his existance.
And he would take it.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Leopold Chopin, Damon
Location:
Tanaris
"Damon! We appear to be falling!"
"Indeed."
"If we crash, I do believe I shall be in pain."
"It is a likely result."
"Though sand does appear to be soft. Do you think it would break my fall?"
"You are likely to break something."
"Point to you then! In which case, mind throwing on a levitation spell? I'd rather not sully my new coat."
"Of course,," Damon replied. The black robed Forsaken, his long and narrow skeletal face locked in deadpan, waved a bony hand at his companion.
Leopold -- the Forsaken swirling through the air amidst a swirl of red coat, frills, and an inhumanely puffy set of white hair -- abruptly began to descend at a more regular pace. He fairly trotted down the air with a bony hand holding down a tricorne hat upon his head. Though Leopold's face was rotted and eyes glowed yellow with undead, his skeletal face was broad and grinning with amusement.
Leopold touched down upon the ground daintily. Swirling his brilliantly red coat with frills exploding from sleeves and collars, he came to stand upon one of many of the endless dunes of sand which characterized Tanaris. That, and copious amounts of predators both natural and otherwise.
"My my!" he exclaimed, looking over the ocean of sun baked gold. "How horribly dismal. Eh, Damon?"
The shadow priest stepped onto the ground lightly, folding his hands into the dark sleeves of his robes. "It does appear to be so."
"Well! No matter. How does being a nomad sound? I dare say I did always fancy the life of a desert wanderer. Living amongst the mountains, seeking water, and fighting against bandits in the name of goodness and what's right. Maybe even save the daughter of a caliph from some raiding centaurs. Sounds positively delightful!"
"Though, with scarcity of water, your coat will surely be dirtied for some time," Damon pointed out.
Leopold looked down at his blood red coat. "Hrmmm...Good point. Shall we find some civilization then?"
"We might"
"Off we go then!" Leopold cried cheerily. Throwing his legs up in an exaggerated fashion, he began to step across the dunes towards the distant haze of either a town, or a mountain. At his back calmly strode Damon, implacable as ever.
Post by
Skreeran
Character: Gurka
Location: Gadgetzan
Gurka had finally reached the city, but realized she had no idea where Kalistra or Dag'rema or anyone else from this time period would be. She decided to stop in the inn to ask around.
Character: Snowmane
Location: Goldshire
Snowmane blinked and then gasped, and then choked, realizing that the portal had thrown her at the bottom of a lake. Her instincts taking over, she pushed off the bottom of the lakebed and surged toward the surface.
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536837
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Leopold Chopin, Damon
Location:
Tanaris
"Lovely town, wouldn't you say?"
"I would say something about it, sir," Damon replied as the pair pushed their way through the crowds of Gadgetzan. The bulky stone buildings squatted all about them, so closely packed they blotted out the very sun, casting a perpetual fetid gloom across the streets.
"Indeed! Just listen to those voices! A hundred races, a thousand cultures. A mosaic of peoples my good man! Aha! See? that young man just tried to pick my pocket. Cheeky devil. So alive this city! Life of adventure my good Damon! This is where things start. I like it far more than when it was on fire like last we saw it."
"Not being on fire is generally considered a benefit," Damon observed.
"Indeed!...Okay, I'm bored of the crowds. Shout if you see an inn," Leopold said, shoving his bony hands into his pockets and kicking his way forward. His sawing walk caused many to give way lest they receive his black buckled shoe in their back.
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Post by
Persen
Leera Fenwick
Tanaris
Another crack in time and space appeared half a yard up in the air a few hundred paces from Gadgetzan, and from it Leera skipped gracefully.
She looked around curiously. People seemed to appear here and there, and they congregated on the city. So would she.
She started walking the short distance, soon finding herself within the borders of the strange goblin town. An inn revealed itself, boasting with beer and steaks through signs. The prices were of course...goblinesque.
She entered the dimly lit tavern. Immediately one could see that the current patrons were not the ordinary lot; today the room held heroes. The very air was thick with suspense and radiant power from the people within. Leera steered for an empty table without placing and order, sitting down properly with her back against a corner and observing the room.
Post by
Lordplatypus
Lancalor Orcbane
Goldshire
Lancalor looked around, somewhere, here, was a portal to the past. He would wait, but if this took too long he wouldn't care.
He'll just have to kill this elf in this time instead and clean up the mess later. but, as he was told, a portal opened and he walked into it.
The Avenger's crusade has begun.
Finally a chance to use my original version of Lancalor
Post by
Adamsm
Kor Bloodfist
Southern Barrens
Kor raised an eyebrow as he observed a group of what he thought were Horde forces marching through the Barrens. The Fel-sworn absently tapped his jaw, considering what to do; there were only about 6 of them, and he did need information.
Zala, Mirira
Darkshore
"Where are they?" Zala yelled, seeing nothing but destruction and devastation as she ran through the ruins of Shatterspear.
"Zala, wait, come back!" Miri yelled, trying to keep up with the troll woman. The half-troll half-elf felt exposed and wasn't really sure what was going on in this time line, but figured they should stay together.
Tae'sash Firebloom
Eversong Woods
Tae slowed as he reached the gates to Silvermoon, surprised despite himself; the city was still half in ruins, but his people seemed to be fine. He blinked back sudden tears at seeing Blood Elves again, as the World Eater had gone out of her way to cause mayhem in Silvermoon, killing and draining any who had gotten in her way. Tae shook his head and continued forward, trying to get himself under control.
Post by
Persen
Sarrin Dawnlight
Silvermoon City
"You smell funny," a voice informed from behind Tae'sash. A lightly armoured blood elf, clad in beautiful thin plates and scales of red, black and gold had asked, and he had an inquiring and curious look on his face. Sarrin took a step forward; he was just a few paces away from the hooded elf. His eyebrows furrowed, a more concerned expression replacing the former. "You're not from around here, are you?"
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Post by
Adamsm
Tae'sash Firebloom
Eversong Woods
"I was born in this city many years ago." Tae'sash said, his voice harsh and gravelly. The hooded elf looked over his shoulder, his face still hidden in his cloak. "I'm here to find a...relative of mine." He said. "As far as I know, the City is always open to Elf kind."
Post by
Persen
Sarrin Dawnlight
Silvermoon City
"It is, and you are always welcome," Sarrin said courteously. "But I think you know what I rather meant..."
Post by
Adamsm
Tae'sash Firebloom
Eversong Woods
"No, I truly don't." Tae'sash said then turned to enter into the city. "Now, if you excuse me, I need to go and check the rolls to find out where my relative lives." He said.
Post by
Persen
Sarrin Dawnlight
Silvermoon City
"You are excused," Sarrin said with a minimal bow.
When the hooded elf had disappeared through the gates, the concerned look reappeared on Sarrin's face. He hurried off into the city, eager to investigate.
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