10-01-2017, 06:10 PM
<link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Alegreya+SC' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style type="text/css">.carnage_container{position:relative;z-index:1;width:460px;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;background:#040308 url('http://web.qx.net/zamora/stars-notdistorted.png');border-radius:300px 300px 0 0;border:1px solid #000;box-shadow:0 0 10px #000;}.carnage_container p{margin:0;}.carnage_container img{margin-bottom:-200px;border-radius:300px 300px 0 0;}.carnage_gradient{position:absolute;z-index:10;top:500px;left:15px;width:430px;height:100px;background:-moz-linear-gradient(top, rgba(118,118,118,0) 0%, rgba(76,76,76,0.8) 100%);background:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, left bottom, color-stop(0%,rgba(118,118,118,0)), color-stop(100%,rgba(76,76,76,0.8)));background:-webkit-linear-gradient(top, rgba(118,118,118,0) 0%,rgba(76,76,76,0.8) 100%);background:-o-linear-gradient(top, rgba(118,118,118,0) 0%,rgba(76,76,76,0.8) 100%);background:-ms-linear-gradient(top, rgba(118,118,118,0) 0%,rgba(76,76,76,0.8) 100%);background:linear-gradient(to bottom, rgba(118,118,118,0) 0%,rgba(76,76,76,0.8) 100%);filter:progid
XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#00767676', endColorstr='#cc4c4c4c',GradientType=0 );}.carnage_message{position:relative;z-index:10;width:400px;background:rgba(76,76,76,0.8);text-align:justify;padding:15px;color:#CCDDE6;}.carnage_quote{position:relative;z-index:15;text-align:center;top:-20px;font:18px 'Alegreya SC', serif;color:#B34747;text-shadow:1px 1px 4px #441211;}.carnage_name{position:relative;z-index:15;padding-top:10px;text-align:center;font:28px 'Alegreya SC', serif;color:#B34747;text-shadow:1px 1px 4px #441211;}</style><center><div class="carnage_container"><img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b278/ruinedecho/carnage_zpsf4jw8cbz.jpg"><div class="carnage_gradient"></div><div class="carnage_message"><p class="carnage_quote">and lord, I fashion dark gods too;</p>
They say to understand light you must first experience darkness, and the dark god has found that the reverse is just as true. It’s too easy, to just give them monsters – to truly shape them, he must know what’s in their heart, what manifests when they are at their best.
Give them hope, only to reclaim it.
There is only so much misery one can take before it ceases to matter, and so, he tries his best to balance. He gives them this chance, this tainted deal. Most take it. One – his brief, sweet lover – does not, and he lets her go into the wasteland, to deliver their star-stricken daughter.
He collects his tolls, pieces of them – some physical, some abstract, some only to be discovered later – and he lets their paradise unspool.
Ledger comes back half mad, or perhaps completely mad. He throws a tantrum, and his eyes gleam fever bright, and Carnage is bored of this man whom he had taken twice now. He ends it, here, a guttural word and Ledger is gone, released back into his home with new scars and new brands. He keeps the boy’s heart, though, as a trophy. He replaces it with glass, his own subtle mockery that will only be felt as a certain aching strangeness in the chest.
The rest, he keeps. There is one final game. One final test, to rend and tear what’s left of their sanity, their hope.
They knew sweetness, in the paradise, however they defined it. Family or children or lovers or power.
They made. Now, they must unmake.
How terrible it is to love something that death can touch, the saying goes, and indeed, it’s a terrible thing – and so easy to exploit.
They’re caged and helpless, so he sends them help. The final key. The way out.
But, as always – there’s a catch.
Into their stalls walks a great love. This appears in different ways, for some love family more than another individual, some have children. Some may love only themselves. Some may love nothing, and for those, he has nothing to give.
“To escape,” he says, “you must destroy the thing you love.”
Here, the darkness. There is light, somewhere, but it’s at the end of a very long tunnel.
“Or,” he says, “you can stay. Sacrifice yourself instead. The choice is yours.”
A false choice, of course, because none of them had chosen to be his playthings – but playthings they have become, creatures to break and burn.
He is quiet then, waiting for one last show. One last finale.
<b>NOTES:</b>
<b>Tangerine</b> withdrew and escapes unscathed (save for some dehydration and hunger; and the brand). <b>Ledger</b> was sent back because Carnage achieved his goal of making him pretty much go crazy. He’s also sending Ledger away with a glass heart (0 space trait, feels strange and light and empty but keeps him alive).
Final round! You’re back in the cage, and Carnage sends in some great love of yours – mother, father, sister, brother, child, lover, dear friend, whatever. This can be a real character, or a made up one they met outside of BQ or in their paradise they built in the last round. If it’s not in your character’s nature to love, their own self appears. To get free, they have to kill it. Or, if that’s not in your character’s nature, they can choose to sacrifice themselves instead, either by killing themselves (not for real, obviously), or agreeing to be Carnage’s prisoner for an indeterminate amount of time.
Also, since I know some of these horses in the quest are entangled, no one can see anyone else in this round, they have no idea it’s happening to others.
You have until <b>Friday, October 6th, at 11:59 PM CST</b> to respond. Results will hopefully be posted next Saturday, Sunday at the latest.
As always, PM me with any questions <3 thanks for indulging me in this!
<p class="carnage_name">c a r n a g e</p></div></div></center>
XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#00767676', endColorstr='#cc4c4c4c',GradientType=0 );}.carnage_message{position:relative;z-index:10;width:400px;background:rgba(76,76,76,0.8);text-align:justify;padding:15px;color:#CCDDE6;}.carnage_quote{position:relative;z-index:15;text-align:center;top:-20px;font:18px 'Alegreya SC', serif;color:#B34747;text-shadow:1px 1px 4px #441211;}.carnage_name{position:relative;z-index:15;padding-top:10px;text-align:center;font:28px 'Alegreya SC', serif;color:#B34747;text-shadow:1px 1px 4px #441211;}</style><center><div class="carnage_container"><img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b278/ruinedecho/carnage_zpsf4jw8cbz.jpg"><div class="carnage_gradient"></div><div class="carnage_message"><p class="carnage_quote">and lord, I fashion dark gods too;</p>They say to understand light you must first experience darkness, and the dark god has found that the reverse is just as true. It’s too easy, to just give them monsters – to truly shape them, he must know what’s in their heart, what manifests when they are at their best.
Give them hope, only to reclaim it.
There is only so much misery one can take before it ceases to matter, and so, he tries his best to balance. He gives them this chance, this tainted deal. Most take it. One – his brief, sweet lover – does not, and he lets her go into the wasteland, to deliver their star-stricken daughter.
He collects his tolls, pieces of them – some physical, some abstract, some only to be discovered later – and he lets their paradise unspool.
Ledger comes back half mad, or perhaps completely mad. He throws a tantrum, and his eyes gleam fever bright, and Carnage is bored of this man whom he had taken twice now. He ends it, here, a guttural word and Ledger is gone, released back into his home with new scars and new brands. He keeps the boy’s heart, though, as a trophy. He replaces it with glass, his own subtle mockery that will only be felt as a certain aching strangeness in the chest.
The rest, he keeps. There is one final game. One final test, to rend and tear what’s left of their sanity, their hope.
They knew sweetness, in the paradise, however they defined it. Family or children or lovers or power.
They made. Now, they must unmake.
How terrible it is to love something that death can touch, the saying goes, and indeed, it’s a terrible thing – and so easy to exploit.
They’re caged and helpless, so he sends them help. The final key. The way out.
But, as always – there’s a catch.
Into their stalls walks a great love. This appears in different ways, for some love family more than another individual, some have children. Some may love only themselves. Some may love nothing, and for those, he has nothing to give.
“To escape,” he says, “you must destroy the thing you love.”
Here, the darkness. There is light, somewhere, but it’s at the end of a very long tunnel.
“Or,” he says, “you can stay. Sacrifice yourself instead. The choice is yours.”
A false choice, of course, because none of them had chosen to be his playthings – but playthings they have become, creatures to break and burn.
He is quiet then, waiting for one last show. One last finale.
<b>NOTES:</b>
<b>Tangerine</b> withdrew and escapes unscathed (save for some dehydration and hunger; and the brand). <b>Ledger</b> was sent back because Carnage achieved his goal of making him pretty much go crazy. He’s also sending Ledger away with a glass heart (0 space trait, feels strange and light and empty but keeps him alive).
Final round! You’re back in the cage, and Carnage sends in some great love of yours – mother, father, sister, brother, child, lover, dear friend, whatever. This can be a real character, or a made up one they met outside of BQ or in their paradise they built in the last round. If it’s not in your character’s nature to love, their own self appears. To get free, they have to kill it. Or, if that’s not in your character’s nature, they can choose to sacrifice themselves instead, either by killing themselves (not for real, obviously), or agreeing to be Carnage’s prisoner for an indeterminate amount of time.
Also, since I know some of these horses in the quest are entangled, no one can see anyone else in this round, they have no idea it’s happening to others.
You have until <b>Friday, October 6th, at 11:59 PM CST</b> to respond. Results will hopefully be posted next Saturday, Sunday at the latest.
As always, PM me with any questions <3 thanks for indulging me in this!
<p class="carnage_name">c a r n a g e</p></div></div></center>