- CLING TO YOUR FADING MEMORIES -
Many believe all to be discoverable, with the ever-accelerating technology, the new great minds, and unfaltering determination - yet try as you might, you shan't know what awaits after the veil of death. Some fear it, some embrace it like a warm blanket - this one-way trip takes the fading souls into a place indescribable by words, unseen by eyes, unheard by ears. Though many believe tranquility to come after, it's far from the truth. The gates of the underworld embrace only those of the strongest will and discard those unworthy. Purgatory is all and nothing, the gateway between the two realms of existence. To reach the end of the passage is to tear the chance from the hands of others. An eternal competition under the everlasting eye of the Guardian, with naught but one standing at the end. The rest... doomed to eternally wander as husks, deprived of their memories...never alive, never truly dead.
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
Many believe all to be discoverable, with the ever-accelerating technology, the new great minds, and unfaltering determination - yet try as you might, you shan't know what awaits after the veil of death. Some fear it, some embrace it like a warm blanket - this one-way trip takes the fading souls into a place indescribable by words, unseen by eyes, unheard by ears. Though many believe tranquility to come after, it's far from the truth. The gates of the underworld embrace only those of the strongest will and discard those unworthy. Purgatory is all and nothing, the gateway between the two realms of existence. To reach the end of the passage is to tear the chance from the hands of others. An eternal competition under the everlasting eye of the Guardian, with naught but one standing at the end. The rest... doomed to eternally wander as husks, deprived of their memories...never alive, never truly dead.
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die.
- ROLES -
Lost Souls (39/∞)
The great masses of dead. Heroes, villains, humans, aliens, perpetrators, victims, those loyal to the Combine, and those opposing their rule. After death, it matters not, for all are indiscriminately pushed through the veil to compete for eternal peace. With each second spent in Purgatory, your memories wither away, making you less and less yourself. The Great Guardian is the blind judge of those worthy, and he shall bless only one of the many. Will you tear the chance from others, or attempt to work together and somehow bend the rules? Prove yourself in this hellscape of the afterlife or be consumed and disintegrated into hollow nothingness.
(Only DEAD characters from the main server/short stories server can be submitted into this role. If you have never lost a character, you're allowed to make up one. You will be granted your skills at the time of your death but not your previous inventory.)
- APPLICATION FORMAT -
- Section One -
- Steam Name:
- Steam ID:
- Discord Name & ID:
- Timezone:
- Section Two -
Character name:
Character's role during life:
How did your character die:
Short (or detailed) character backstory:
Character's biggest dream:
Character name:
Character's role during life:
How did your character die:
Short (or detailed) character backstory:
Character's biggest dream:
- Starting time: 25 & 26 August (7:30 PM GMT+2) -
Mors, amice veternus.
The event follows a "one-life" policy. All deaths with IC reasoning will be considered PK.
Your choice afterward is to spectate as the new OBSERVER role.
Bleedout Godmode turned ON.
Healing mid-combat is ALLOWED.
Repairing armor mid-combat is NOT ALLOWED.
*The one-life rule might be overruled if the deaths are too frequent or a certain threshold of participants is not met.
**Repairing and healing rules can be overruled if the character is considered covered and in a safe spot.
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