So I'm 19.5 years old today...
Not sure why this merits a post, but it does.
Hmmmmmmm............ Hi :3
Oh, maybe I should introduce the plot line of 'Immortals' and put a snippet in here!! Aha!!
So that last post had all the characters. Or at least the main characters. And the plot is... Complex. Essentially, there are seven immortals who have been around forever, and have lived through all of history, but now (for no explicable reason) they have to train in their... I don't really know what to call them, I always refer to them as 'children'... let's say their replacements. So they have to go to the heart of all worlds, and pick their destiny -- whether they're going to be good or evil. Essentially.
Note: the thing I hate most about my writing is trying to summarize my stories. It's the WORST. Mostly because I have really weird stories, and the way I try to describe them makes me sound like I have mental health issues. I'm trying to get better at it: another thing for you all to bear with me about.
OKAY NOW THAT THAT'S OUT OF THE WAY! Herm... here's a segment from the beginning of the story, where Tara takes a moment to explain what is actually going on in this story. She does it a little better than I do *only writers are allowed to say things like that*
I know what you're thinking: Wow, immortal? Isn't that where you don't die? Yeah, pretty much. Side effects may include: 1) being stuck with the same six siblings and seven cousins for forever and beyond, 2) a distinct lack of 'normal' relationships, as you may call them, because everyone else has that annoying habit of dying, and 3) my least favorite problem. Normally, my powers are quite literally limitless. I think it, blam, there it is. Except in this pathetic galaxy. Here, I have three measly 'talents'. List includes: immunity to death (that really shouldn't count, but it also includes death by injury, accident, or disease), persuasive powers or Charm (the only highlight to being stuck on Earth), and the longest memory ever. Yeah. Not much of a bonus list. Not very useful for getting shit done, either. So what's a girl to do? Step out of the box. Once I manage to leave this world, my powers hit maximum and I am a GOD. But I’m starting to get ahead of myself. Let me back up and provide a quick history lesson.
When my family and I were Created, we were untried, and relatively innocent. To begin with, we thought we were a force of good, destined to save every world we encountered with amazing heroics. We learned pretty damn fast that heroics get other innocents killed, and hardly ever do you any good when you're trying to get out of a tight corner. We learned a lot on our feet, becoming more jaded and wild through the years. We finally got so sick of being used as tools, we decided to take matters into our own hands and stir up some trouble of our own (those are pretty famous incidents).
You, naïve darling, may wonder why we stay here if we're so sick of it. Believe me, if we could leave and never come back, we'd be gone. But we need Earth. The Creator, our father of sorts, decided to play a little joke of sorts and made us a part of the Milky Way galaxy. Every 365.25 days, or one Earth year, we are required to return to this universe. I'm really not sure what happens if we don't, but I remember one year Christain and Tyrone tried to stay away, and got dragged back through several dimensions. They still haven't told me what it was like, and I don't have the nerve to ask either of them. The thing is, it's pretty hard to leave this place once you show up. As if popping back into this universe wasn't hard enough to begin with, doors to other universes have the nasty habit of shutting upon depositing us here. So, there's not much else for it except to quell political uprisings, pick up after natural disasters, and fixing up other tart human problems... and believe me, recent years have given us more than enough in all those departments. Much easier said than done, to be completely honest. But I have been getting the feeling that, lately, something's going to be going down. Nico's visit and Derek's refusal to say exactly what our conference is supposed to be about makes me even surer that life has finished being quiet again.
So that was that. If you'd like to, commenting with constructive criticism is appreciated... Otherwise just stay tuned for more stuffs and such!
He's easily my favorite character, and he's wishing me a very merry un/half-birthday :3
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