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omggg

1 hour ago, Nooblius said:

3 meters radius is 6 meters diameter, that's a lot bigger than realized I think for a ball of solid fire summoned in 3 emotes, and should just be measured down a bit. 3 meters diameter already is a lot, all things considered, but to the credit of Azdrazi they are meant to be fearsome, hard-hitting. 

 

its unchanged from the current lore noob, also it was a joke abt some1 saying the old write-up seemed like a child wrote it

"Horry shittu.. look like problem come." An Oyashiman mused to himself.

2 minutes ago, Althea_ said:

snipy snip

 

a culture post will always be more powerful for encouraging RP and creativity rather than a rigid lore post, ive found

17 minutes ago, Althea_ said:

snipy snip

 

all of that is actually very fine and good, but to limit people to doing that can be kinda meh. the current system that they propose is great since it allows for people to do that, and to build up on it for flavour if they chose to!

looks great, actually really proud you guys were made to make sense of my old writing while adding a bunch of cool stuff yourself!

 

1 hour ago, Gamma said:

L'gra 

 

though please change  the name of the ligma roar

 

let's hope ST don't try to nerf the base, unchanged spells again

2/3

 

the only exception to the rule

1/3

 

makes it more interesting when plant ppl arent a reagent but rather the people who can make it -- cooperation, slavery, etc.

 

otherwise, not sure if it's noted but i wouldnt make this st-signed if it's comparable to mundane stuff

talking abt aesthetic, ignore previous question. didnt read properly

 

Edit:

 

nvm, read your edited comment. I feel that this would work better as a lore addition that plant ppl can make rather than an alchemical potion that will be rarely used, and costs herbs to make

is this just plant but with [x] strength, like ironwood

A now-Oyashiman man meandered through the many nations and settlements. A thought poked at the back of his head;

 

"Hrm.. I feel like I've forgotten to do something."

uh.. i dont know what to feel about this one 'Only a backhand constitutes proper form.' because you feel more like a pimp than a templar.... should be a cock-punch instead, and the scream lets the curses out

Lessons of the Oscillit

Foretold by one, spread to many

 

These folktales are not rooted in lore, and more seen as cultural interpretations of how Kani came to be, and how the many techniques were discovered. It is encouraged that players, and cultures, offer their own interpretations of these tales.

 

Please learn these stuff via RP, rather than looking at the forums and parroting what's off the post if you're interested in Kani.

 

 

Intro

 

Upon harnessing and enacting the many techniques of the Oscillit, many people have likened it to different elements and states in the effort of making things easier to understand. Thus, from a simple motive did it spread, like veins on a leaf, to become the cultural trait that it is today.

 

Key Terms

 

Metaphysics: Refers to a universal form of physics constantly occurring, yet largely unknown to mortal and immortal beings alike. Its nature as something beyond full comprehension makes it a challenge to measure.

 

Resonance: The core anomaly that Kani harnesses. It is interpreted as an underlying pressure or a sound wave. 

 

Oscillit: An individual who can harness the resonant anomaly; practitioners of Kani.

 

Kani: The first-used term for this technique, most of the time, it's used to refer to the technique OOCly.

 

 

The Trait of Fire

 

 

Depicted as chaotic and fiery, the Trait of Fire is depicted as a burning passion that fuels their abilities and drives them forward. Oscillits are known for their intense energy and willpower, able to harness the power of flames to devastating effect. However, this power comes with a price, as the flames of fire can harm both the user and their opponents. Oscillits must always be mindful of the balance between passion and control, as their emotions can sometimes get the better of them.

 

Further Notes:

Like fire itself, the Trait of Fire is a beautiful art fueled by passion and willpower. It represents the life and energy that drives us all, and its primal roots show that it is a force to be reckoned with. However, it is also a double-edged sword, as passion on one end can be anger, rage, and hate, while on the other end it can be loyalty, an unwavering heart, and unconditional love. Thus, the Trait of Fire must always be seen as an extension of who they are, rather than a tool to be wielded.

 

The Trait of Water

 

 

The second subtype of the Oscillit is Water; it is depicted as fluid and adaptable, able to flow around obstacles and change its form to suit the situation. It represents the ever-changing nature of life and the ability to adapt to new challenges. Water is also a symbol of purity and cleansing, able to wash away impurities and start anew. However, it can also be destructive and overwhelming if not controlled, much like the raw power of a flood or tsunami.

 

Further Notes:

The Trait of Water requires a balance between flexibility and control, as they must be able to adapt to new situations while also maintaining their sense of self and purpose, for when a Descendant peers onto the many bottomless oceans, scattered throughout the land, their reflection peers back. For this, Oscillits must learn to harness their powers and use them wisely, always aware of the potential consequences of their actions.

 

The Trait of Earth

 

 

Depicted as solid and grounded, the Trait of Earth is commonly seen as a strong connection to the natural world and a deep understanding of the cyclical nature of life. Oscillits are often seen as wise and thoughtful, using their connection to the earth to find inner peace and clarity. They are also known for their physical strength and endurance, able to withstand harsh conditions and persevere through difficult times. Oscillits are attuned to the rhythms and patterns of the natural world, being able to pick apart the distant noises to find the one true ‘rhythm’. They are able to use their abilities to harmonise with and enhance the environment around them.

 

Further Notes:

The Oscillit requires a balance between strength and flexibility, as they must be able to hold their ground and stand firm in their beliefs while also remaining open to new ideas and ways of thinking. However, they must also be aware of the dangers of becoming too entrenched in their beliefs and ways of life, and must remain open to new ideas and perspectives.

 

The Trait of Air

 

 

The fourth and final subtype of the Oscillit is Air; it is depicted as ethereal and light, able to move with the wind and transcend the physical world. Oscillits are known for their ability to see beyond the surface of things, often able to find solutions to problems that others cannot. They are also agile and able to navigate complex situations with ease, much like the wind. Oscillits are known for their mental agility and flexibility, and are often seen as innovators and problem-solvers. They are able to think outside the box and come up with creative solutions to difficult problems.

 

Further Notes:

The Oscillit requires a balance between mental agility and emotional connection, as they must be able to think creatively and independently while also staying attuned to the needs and feelings of those around them. However, Oscillits must also be careful not to become too detached from reality and the world around them, and must always strive to stay grounded and connected to others.

 

The Many Lessons of the Oscillit

Vague traits, remembered stories

 

 

 

 

Common Tasks of the Oscillit

 

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Lore:

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/214375-rewrite-ma-fa-kani-the-art-of-the-oscillit/

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/218978-legends-of-the-oscillit-old-folktales/

 

Though the Monkey soon found it within him to forgive the Elephant, the murderer could not. No matter what he did, his hands were eternally stained with that first sin.

reminds me of the rose in drakengard

heyoo, hope u have a good time here. if you're looking for german stuff, i recommend minitz or waldenian cultures !

Legends of the Oscillit

Old Folktales

 

These folktales are not rooted in lore, and more seen as cultural interpretations of how Kani came to be, and how the many techniques were discovered. It is encouraged that players, and cultures, offer their own interpretations of these tales. While the use of Kani is considered rare knowledge, there are many changes within the folktales to make it appear as if these were miracles by God or Deities, rather than Kani itself.

 

Please learn these stuff via RP, rather than looking at the forums and parroting what's off the post if you're interested in Kani.

 

 

Intro

 

The ability to glide upon water, to harden one’s self in the face of hardship, to guide and control life itself; these legends, once lost, evoke the trials and tribulations of the many Oscillits who came before, emboldened and changed to seek Resonance with the many users of Kani owing the techniques to the various people, and schools, who created them. 

 

Key Terms

 

Metaphysics: Refers to a universal form of physics constantly occurring, yet largely unknown to mortal and immortal beings alike. Its nature as something beyond full comprehension makes it a challenge to measure.

 

Resonance: The core anomaly that Kani harnesses. It is interpreted as an underlying pressure or a sound wave. 

 

Oscillit: An individual who can harness the resonant anomaly; practitioners of Kani.

 

Kani: The first-used term for this technique, most of the time, it's used to refer to the technique OOCly.

 

The Merchant With Tarnished Lungs

 

 

 

The burned merchant, the greedy seller, the would-be peasant; many names of the man who come to discover the very existence of Resonance. He lived lavishly, in luxury amongst the upper class, reveling in his wealth and sloth. He had amassed a fortune through dishonest means, exploiting the poor and hoarding all of his riches for himself. This greed, however, would cause his downfall.

 

On one’s summer day, a brown hawk flew through the open window and snatched a handful of them from the table. The merchant was enraged and chased after the hawk, determined to get his coins back. The hawk, however, was too fast and agile for the merchant, easily evading him at every turn. It sang a high-pitched song as it flew, taunting the merchant and mocking his greed. The merchant tried to swipe at the hawk with his hands, but it was no use. He tried weaponry, but he was still too slow. The hawk easily avoided him, always one step ahead. Frustrated and angry, the merchant returned to his office, vowing to catch the hawk the next time it came around.

 

The hawk, however, was not done with the merchant yet. It continued to visit the merchant's office, stealing his coins and rice whenever it had the chance. The merchant grew more and more frustrated, until one day he couldn't take it anymore. Each visit spelled out a victory in the hawk’s name and endeavour, leaving behind a hungry and annoyed merchant.

 

In the middle of an important meeting, the hawk swooped in and stole a handful of rice from the merchant's plate. The merchant leapt up from his seat, determined to catch the hawk once and for all. He chased it through the streets of the city, ruining his lavish clothes and losing his jewellery in the process, caught by the many arms of the trees that smacked him on his path. As the merchant chased the hawk, he realised that he was not as young or as fit as he used to be. Normally this would be fine, however he had not paid attention to where he was going. For the hot summer’s day oft caused fires amidst the forest, and smoke soon plagued his mouth. He found it hard to breathe. His lungs struggled to keep up with the exertion, and he fell to the ground, exhausted. He was carried back to his office by some kind-hearted passersby, but the damage had already been done.

 

News of the merchant's shameful chase spread throughout the city, and he was ostracised by the people he had once considered his peers. No one wanted to do business with him anymore, as they believed that his weakness and shame were a sign of his greed. This brought the merchant great shame and dishonour, and he was cast out of the community. No one wanted to be associated with him, as they feared that his greed and weakness would bring them down as well. They refused to trade with him, fearing that they might be inflicted with what they believed was a curse granted to him.

 

The merchant sat at his desk in the dark, empty office, feeling the weight of his losses bear down on him. He had lost everything; his wealth, his standing in the community, and his pride. He was marked with shame, a shame that he could not escape no matter how hard he tried.

 

As he sat in the darkness, he knew that he had only one option left. He reached for his dagger, determined to end his misery once and for all via sepukku, yearning to regain his pride and die honourably. But just as he was about to take his own life, the hawk flew in through the window, stealing the jewelled dagger from his hand. The hawk stood on the windowsill, singing its high-pitched song. The merchant, overcome with emotion, joined in, singing with the hawk.

 

As he sang and took shallow breaths with the hawk, gold – much like he lost before – began to dance on his hands. Tears streamed down his face. And where once greed stood, curiosity soon took its place. Emboldened by this, the merchant took upon a vow of poverty, seeing this as a sign from a spirit.

 

Further Notes:

 

- Many people followed in the merchant's footsteps, taking their own vows of poverty and dedicating themselves to seeking things other than materialistic goods, for through his change, the merchant was able to regain his honor and respect, finding true happiness and purpose.

 

- Some perceive the Hawk as some sort of higher figure; a God, or a spirit, perhaps even an angel. Few, however, likened it to a demon who tormented the Merchant for its own amusement.

 

- A few Oscillits argued that the Hawk was just as greedy as the merchant, and didn’t wish to save his life. Rather than the dagger that he wielded was just as lavish and jewelled as his prior belongings.

 

- Many believe that the forest fires of that day were an omen by God, bidding the Merchant to return back and not give into his anger.

 

- The common telling of the tale is that when the Merchant sang with the hawk, his tears were akin to gold. The one often told by Oscillits delves into the discovery of Resonance.

 

- While they are many depictions and retellings of this tale, most recently, some people have begun to say that the Hawk was actually an owl. How curious.

 

The Captured General

 

 

 

It is seen that arrogance blinds and clouds the mind, granting misfortune to those who chose to ignore the many signs of their fate. It began with a vain, and arrogant, general, driven by a desire to win battles at any cost. He was willing to sacrifice ground and soldiers just to gain an advantage in battle. He saw these sacrifices as a necessary part of achieving victory, and he was willing to do whatever it took to emerge victorious.

 

As he rose through the ranks, the general became increasingly ruthless, caring only about his own ambitions and ignoring the consequences of his actions. He was hated by his fellow soldiers and feared by the villagers, who saw him as a heartless and selfish man. But despite his reputation, the general remained proud and arrogant, convinced that his methods were the only way to win. He arrived at the merchant town, having won a battle at the cost of a few of his soldiers' lives, and saw the villagers gathered around as an opportunity to assert his power.

 

He demanded that the villagers give him their able-bodied men to fight alongside him, threatening to withhold support against monsters and bandits if they refused. The villagers, desperate to protect their homes, reluctantly complied, sending their farmers and laborers to join the general's ranks. But the general had underestimated the new recruits. They were not trained for battle and did not trust him, and their lack of skill and experience proved to be their downfall. The general lost his first battle, and was captured and sold into slavery to a group of bandits.

 

As he was dragged off to his cell, the general saw the villagers he had blackmailed among the other prisoners. He realised that the bandits had attacked the village and, without enough fighters, the villagers had been unable to defend themselves. Feeling shame and guilt for his actions, the general vowed to save the villagers and redeem himself. He spent his days in the cell, wallowing in his own misery and enduring the shouts and lamentations of the villagers he had wronged. The days turned to weeks, and soon months.

 

One day, in a fit of rage, the general punched the wall of his cell, determined to break free. But no matter how hard he hit it, the wall would not budge. Desperation turned to anger, and the general continued to punch the wall, his arms aching and his knuckles bleeding. The bandits even came to laugh at him, gathering on the other side of the cell to watch his futile efforts. But on the hundredth punch, something unexpected happened. The wall finally crumbled, shattering and falling over the bandits, knocking them out and even killing a few. The general's arms were broken and his hands were brutally mauled, but a white-gold flame danced over them, healing his wounds. With the little strength he had left, he stole the keys and freed the villagers.

 

But the general knew that this was not enough to atone for his past actions. He could not bear the shame of his own name and titles, and so he turned his back on his old life and became a monk in the merchant town. As he sat in contemplation, the general began to see his new purpose in life as a calling from God. He saw it as a chance to protect the villagers that he had failed before, to make amends for his past mistakes.

 

He dedicated himself to refining his fighting technique, determined to one day redeem himself and serve as a protector for the people he had wronged. He trained tirelessly, day and night, seeking to master the mysterious phenomenon that he had done.

 

Further Notes:

 

- A few say that the General lost the battle because he lost favour with his God, since he threatened and blackmailed the villagers. Thus, they were both punished. One for his threats, and the others for their willingness and lack of courage.

 

- Some have stated that the bandits were actually the General’s old soldiers, who’ve left to become brigands.

 

- Others have said the entire thing was a trial from the General’s God. He had failed it, being captured thus did they revoke their blessings and luck on him.

 

- Some Oyashiman Oscillits have said that this was the first creation of ‘Delayed Intertia’, and unlike the current, stable one today; it was far more primal and uncontrollable, hence the effect that it had on both the wall and the General.

 

The Boy and the Apple

 

 

 

The young boy lived in poverty, but he was happy and unaware of the struggles his parents faced to put food on the table. He lived in a small, cramped apartment with his parents and siblings, but to him, it was a home full of love and laughter.

 

One day, everything changed. The boy's father fell behind on the rent, and the landlord called in the local thugs to collect. The boy watched in horror as his father was beaten and bloodied, his mother weeping and crying over his unconscious body. The illusion of the perfect life the boy had known was shattered.

 

Filled with rage and determination, the boy went to the landlord, pleading and bowing before him, begging to take on his father's debt so that he would never have to see him defeated like this again. The landlord found the boy's request amusing and offered him an impossible task: if the boy could clip the sails off a model ship inside a bottle, without breaking or opening the bottle, the debt would be paid off. He gave the boy one week to complete the challenge.

 

Determined to save his family, the boy set to work, practising on pears and apples, trying to pluck out the seeds without opening them. Despite his efforts, he met with failure after failure. During this time, the boy met a man with a brown hawk as a companion. He poured out his emotions, crying and lamenting over what had happened to his family. The man listened patiently and then shared a way to clear the mind; a certain breathing technique. At first, the boy breathed too fast, but the man chuckled and told him to slow down. He said that whenever he needed to focus, he would take deep breaths, and it helped him to clear his mind.

 

The boy tried again, using the breathing technique the man had taught him. This time, as he reached for the seed of an apple, it felt as if his hand was against rushing water. But he persevered, determined to pluck the seed from its body. 

 

When he opened his eyes once more, the pear was on the floor, and between his fingers laid a single, black seed.

 

Further Notes:

 

- Some say that the boy’s parents, and the landlord, were involved in blackmarket dealings. This, however, is unconfirmed.

 

- It is said that the man who helped the Boy was the Merchant from before.

 

- Many Oscillits have theorised that this was the beginning of the technique known as ‘Selective Intertia’.

 

The Peasant and the Shield

 

 

 

Amidst a small and quiet village, once peaceful – now overcome and taken by bandits, was a farmer. The young man had been confined to his bed for weeks, his body wracked with fever and pain. He had always been a strong and capable member of the village, working hard every day to provide for his family and contribute to the community. But now, he was unable to do anything but lie there, feeling helpless and useless as the days ticked by.

 

As he lay there, drifting in and out of consciousness, he overheard the bandits talking about their plans to burn down the village before the army arrived. They wanted to destroy any evidence of their wrongdoing, and they didn't care who got hurt in the process. The young man knew he had to do something to stop them. He may have been sick and weak, but he couldn't stand by and watch his home be destroyed.

 

Despite the weakness that coursed through his body, he forced himself to get out of bed. His hands shook as he wrapped himself in a tarp to protect himself from the cold, and he struggled to catch his breath as he stumbled out of his house.

 

The bandits laughed and sneered as they saw him approaching, raising their crossbows to target him. But the young man was determined. He knew this might be his only chance to save his village, and he was willing to risk everything to do it. As the bandits let their arrows fly, the young man wrapped himself in the tarp and braced for impact. He heard the sound of metal clinking against metal as the bolts hit the tarp, and to his surprise, the cloak held strong, protecting him from harm.

 

The bandits were momentarily confused, giving the young man just enough time to act. He took a deep breath and shouted out to the approaching army, his voice hoarse and strained from his illness.

 

Soon, he heard the sound of horses approaching, and he knew the army had arrived. He fell to his knees, tears of joy streaming down his face as he watched the bandits flee in all directions. While the man could never recover from his illness, forever weakened, he worked on replicating and offering what was done to others.

 

Further Notes:

 

- Others say that the Army would have arrived even if he died, and just by shouting and pleading with them, he brought enough time.

 

- Many Oscillits have theorised that this was the beginning of the technique known as ‘Hardening’. 

 

- Many say that the Gods favoured the man due to his work and aid to the village, and sought to save his life by bestowing to him his act.

 

The Thief and the Gem

 

 

 

The man had always been a skilled thief, using his cunning and intelligence to outsmart the wealthy nobles who mistreated the peasants of his town. He may not have been the strongest or the most physically fit, but he made up for it with his quick wit and clever planning.

 

One day, he heard a rumour from a trader about a valuable gem that was being gifted to a high noble in the palace. The man knew this was an opportunity he couldn't pass up, and he set his sights on stealing the gem. He spent weeks preparing for the heist, gathering all the tools and supplies he would need. Finally, the day of the robbery arrived, and he made his way to the palace under the cover of night.

 

As he crept into the room where the gem was kept, he felt a sense of excitement and nervousness coursing through his veins. But as soon as he stepped through the door, he knew something was wrong. The room was filled with guards, their swords and spears drawn as they closed in on him. The man found himself backed up against the window, with nowhere to go. The guards sneered at him, taunting him as they closed in for the kill. In a final act of desperation, the man stood on the windowsill, looking down at the drop below. He knew that falling from this height would mean certain death, but it seemed like his only chance.

 

Just as he was about to jump, the guard captain kicked him in the chest, sending him flying out the window. The man screamed as he fell, grasping at the stone walls of the tower in a desperate attempt to cling on. But to his surprise, his foot caught on something, and he found himself standing on the wall as if it were solid ground. He pushed himself against the wall, trying to make himself as small as possible as the guards peered out the window, searching for his body.

 

After a few tense minutes, the guards concluded that the thief had fallen to his death and left the room, leaving the man free to make his escape. He waited until he was sure they were gone, then quickly stole the gem and climbed down the tower.

 

The man saw this miraculous escape as a gift from God, and he knew he had to use it to help others. He used the stolen gem and his other riches to arm and equip the peasants of the town, helping them to plan and execute a rebellion against the cruel nobles who had oppressed them for so long. And with the thief by their side, the peasants were able to rise up and overthrow their oppressors, finally winning the freedom that they had wished for.

 

Further Notes:

 

- A few stated that the Nobles weren’t actually the problem, but rather the corrupt guards who did things without their explicit permission or approval. However, this can be the case of sloth rather than tyranny on the Noble’s side, at least.

 

- Many Oscillits have theorised that this was the beginning of the technique known as ‘Friction’. 

 

The Scholar and the Mage

 

 

 

Amidst the deserts stood a town, built in unison by men and mages. Within it was a scholar. The good scholar was a man of great intelligence and dedication, spending long hours in his study pouring over books and papers in search of new knowledge. He was particularly interested in magic, and he often shared his research with a mage he knew from the village.

 

One day, while he was out gathering ingredients for his experiments, he stumbled upon a scene that would test his resolve in ways he never could have imagined. A family was in trouble, and their young daughter had accidentally bumped into a mage, spilling his drink all over his clothes. The mage, enraged, drew upon his magic and prepared to cast a spell. The scholar knew he had to do something to stop the mage, but he also knew he was no match for him physically. So he did the only thing he could think of: he stepped forward and offered to take the child's punishment for himself. He bowed on the ground, trembling as he faced the mage, hoping that his show of submission would be enough to calm the man's anger.

 

But the mage was beyond reason. With a sneer, he launched a fireball at the scholar. The child screamed and covered her eyes, but the scholar remained calm and focused, his eyes locked on the swirling ball of flame as it approached. His breath remained in its current pace, while it neared him, he did not fear death – he understood its severity, but he was at peace knowing that the family was safe.

 

As the swirling mass of flame neared him, it seemed to slow down and freeze in midair. The scholar stood up, hesitating for a moment before reaching out and pushing the fireball away. To his surprise, it obeyed his command, dissipating into the air. The mage, terrified by what had just happened, scrambled to leave the scene, leaving the scholar and the child unharmed. The scholar watched him go, still in shock at what had just occurred.

 

Shocked, he knew he had to learn more about his abilities, and he dedicated himself to studying and practising whatever happened in the hopes of using it in an attempt to feed his curiosity and wanton need to learn.

 

Over time, he replicated it, becoming a warden who’d stand in place to prevent mages from maliciously using their powers for their own desires.

 

Further Notes:

 

- Many have stated that due to the Scholar’s willingness to face off a possible death, God had chosen to spare him on that day, favouring him over the Mage.

 

- Many Oscillits have theorised that this was the beginning of the technique known as ‘Persistance with Mana’ and ‘Tangible Energy’. 

 

The Leper’s Warmth

 

 

 

The leper was a homeless man who had known nothing but hardship and struggle throughout his life. Born into poverty and shunned by society, he had been forced to live on the streets, begging for scraps and struggling to survive. But despite his circumstances, the leper was not alone. He had one friend who had always been there for him, an old man with a special gift. The old man possessed the ability to strengthen and harden materials, and he used his powers to help the leper in any way he could.

 

He would often strengthen the leper's clothes and other possessions, making them more durable and able to withstand the harsh winters. In return, the leper would sit with the old man and talk to him, sharing stories and learning about each other's cultures.

 

One day, the old man decided to impart upon the leper a special technique that would allow him to strengthen his own clothes. He knelt down on the cold ground with the leper, showing him the proper way to channel his energy into the material.

 

But the leper was partially deaf, and he struggled to follow the old man's instructions. Despite his best efforts, the technique failed, and the leper felt discouraged and defeated. But he refused to give up. He knew that the old man was trying to help him, and he was determined to make the most of this opportunity. He continued to focus on the technique, his breath steady as he focused all of his energy on the material.

 

To his surprise, he saw the dirt and mud around him begin to condense and harden, forming a cloak that he could use to cover himself. The old man soon returned, lighting a nearby log to offer warmth as they huddled together in the cold.

 

Despite their struggles and hardships, the leper and the old man were able to find comfort amidst the snowy storm that they found themselves in. However, when he awoke, the Leper turned to his friend only to see that he peacefully passed away during the night. With a heavy heart, he buried him and worked toward offering the same guidance and aid that the old man had given to him – becoming a wanderer and a storyteller on cold, winter’s eve.

 

Further Notes:

 

- Many Oscillits have theorised that this was the beginning of the technique known as ‘Condensing’. 

 

- It is said that the old man who helped the leper was the Peasant from before.

 

The Oscillit and the Demon

 

 

 

The mage had always been fascinated by the art of telekinesis, and he had devoted his life to studying and mastering it. But over time, the art had been lost, and the techniques and teachings that once flourished had faded into obscurity.

 

Determined to rediscover what had been lost, the mage dedicated himself to researching and experimenting, seeking out any scraps of information he could find. And as he delved deeper into his studies, he was joined by others who shared his passion and desire to see the art of telekinesis restored. But despite their efforts, the mage found himself unable to overcome the final hurdle. He had reached the limits of his knowledge and understanding, and he knew that he needed to find a new source of inspiration if he was to make any further progress.

 

And so, the mage made a decision that many would consider foolhardy: he decided to commune with a demon.

 

In a dark and shadowy room, the demon appeared before the mage, its green skin and horns a testament to its otherworldly nature. It spoke with a dozen voices layered atop one another, mocking the mage for his efforts and offering him a deal: in exchange for the knowledge he sought, the demon would take the mage's strength along with that of all those who had aided him. But the mage was not one to be swayed by such threats. He stood his ground and refused the demon's offer, even as it burned his life's work with flames of anger and spite. As he watched everything he had built go up in flames, the mage fell to his knees, his dreams and hopes seemingly shattered. As the ritual ended and the demon vanished, leaving behind only a taunt that it would return in a day's time to claim the mage's life, he gathered what remained of his research and set to work once more. He kept a steady breath and focused on his goal, determined to succeed no matter what obstacles lay in his path.

 

And when the demon returned on the final day, greener and more menacing than before, the mage was ready for it. As it lunged forward, intent on crushing the mage's head, he pressed his palm forward, channelling all of his effort into the gesture. To the demon's surprise, it found itself unable to move, as if it were being held in place by an unseen force. With a snarl, it lowered itself to its knees, kneeling before the mage, who was now surrounded by golden flames.

 

The mage had not found telekinesis, but something else entirely: Resonance. He stood there, triumphant and resolute, above the green demon who sought to oppress him.

 

Further Notes:

 

- Many scholars have depicted the demon as a beast of gluttony and greed, given its green-hues.

 

- While the mage was never able to figure out the inner workings of telekinesis, he found himself content with Kani instead.

 

- Many Oscillits have theorised that this was the beginning of the technique known as ‘Orbit’, however it was far more stronger and uncontrollable in strength. Later Oscillits refined this technique, allowing for stronger control of it.

 

Credit:
Various Art - Pinterest. It didn't say who made the art unfortunately.

 

Lore:

 

2/5

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3 minutes ago, rukio said:

Based amendment 

 

Thank you! : ) 

 

I hope this gets reviewed before next year, but judging from the /sreqs that I checked when I came back yesterday -- I still somehow had PEX for some reason -- I'm not so sure..

 

I can only hope that Islamadon's req about Lunarite, which had been sitting for 6 days, got picked up!

Kani Amendment

 

Original Redline:

- Resonance cannot be achieved with any form of metal or metal-similar density equipment on the Oscillit. This also applies to materials of similar density to metal, such as Ironwood, as the inciting of Resonance through objects is hindered by said object’s hardness first and foremost. This leaves the possibility for wooden or softer weapons to be used in certain ways and with certain abilities should the ranges be met. 

 

New Redline:

- Resonance cannot pass through materials with a similar density, or hardness, to metal, effectively prohibiting its flow throughout the Oscillit's body. This also applies to materials of similar density to metal, such as Ironwood, as the inciting of Resonance through objects is hindered by said object’s hardness first and foremost. This leaves the possibility for wooden or softer weapons to be used in certain ways and with certain abilities should the ranges be met.

 

Examples are below, for easier understanding:

 

 

OOC:

Wrote this while talking to an old practitioner of Kani a while back. I was babyraging about the newest change to Kani imposed by the ST wherein one cannot achieve Resonance with any metal or similar dense/hardness materials on them. He explained to me how the balancing of Kani worked in the past and I wanted to incorporate it since the preventing of metal entirely for an Oscillit is incredibly scuffed.

 

And as for the people saying Oscillits were never able to have metal equipment on them with some inciting a particular Oscillit as an example, I talked to them, and he laughed and said that he used metal equipment.

 

A list of faults with the current redline:

- You aren't able to wear jewelry (no drip)

- You aren't able to wear belt buckles

- You aren't able to wear buttons

- Doesn't make sense. Covering a hot potato in foil keeps the heat inside, having a foil ball next to a potato does not keep it hot.

- YOU CAN'T USE KANI IF YOU HAVE MINA ON YOU (This one genuinely made me laugh, like holy shit. Have 0.7 mina? Sorry buddy, can't achieve Resonance)

- You aren't able to use its techniques, etc delayed inertia with an arrow, even though previous practitioners of Kani had done so -- in various write-ups, and the lore event states that this can be done, as seen here:

 

 

Accepted. 

Name of the Artifact:

Giga-Skeleton

 

Is this a combat related Artifact? If marked as “no”, it will not be usable in combat situations:

Yes

 

MC Name of the person(s) currently in possession of the Artifact:

yyixp

 

RP Name of the person(s) currently in possession of the Artifact:

GIGA-SKELETON

 

MC Name of the creator(s) of the Artifact (N/A if not applicable, e.g. for event items):

__Heathman, Benjiota, Lockages, boughtabride

 

RP Name of the creator(s) of the Artifact (N/A if not applicable):

Gashadokuro, Yew, Azkholdun, Witness

 

Screenshots showcasing the attempted creation of the artifact (use an imgur album or a spoiler please | if an event item just screenshot the item itself | If you're resubmitting an old MArt put N/A:

 

TBD using darkstalker creation ritual – pending until accepted as per written in lore. 

 

MC Item description (the exact description that will be used for the MC item if this MArt is accepted):

         

There is no item.

 

Effect(s) of the Artifact:

         

Section I - The Giga-Skeleton and the Virgin-Skeleton

This MArt is an advanced version of the current darkstalker lore – the current player will remain with the aforementioned abilities and redlines listed on the darkstalker lore. However, this magic artifact changes certain aesthetics for these darkstalkers and also adds new abilities to them. 

 

Section II - Appearance

 

 

The following below is a description of the new appearance of these specific darkstalkers, which differs with the listed aesthetic of the darkstalker in the lore post. As listed in the darkstalker lore, the undead still retains his and her skeletal appearance. However, due to the recreation of this darkstalker – it has a more muscular and broad physique, comparable to that of an Olog, standing at a height of [15] ft.

 

Due to the creature’s broad form, and its lack of intelligence, the Giga-Skeleton has a bunch of limitations set on its body;

- The inability to ride a horse or steel (MCly or IRPly)
- Its movement in CRP is reduced to [2] blocks or [4] blocks via sprinting.
- The inability to wield and use any proper weaponry, instead using the reconstruction of its arms.
- The inability to don armor, instead feeling more natural and normal without anything masking its skeleton.

 

Section II - Abilities

 

BONING BONE (BONE) - In exchange for not being able to wield proper weaponry, the Giga-Skeleton is able to reconstruct its limbs to becoming make-shift weaponry on par with steel. Long-ranged armaments are unable to be created, for it is too complex for the Giga-Skeleton, only arms such as maces or blades can be made.

 

This is done over the course of [2] emotes, as seen below;

 

[Emote Example]: BONING BONE (BONE)
[1] The Giga-Skeleton began to smash its arm on the floor, intent on reshaping its body. As this occurred, a bout of black-flame began to curl and surround its arm, augmenting its strength.
[2] There, it lifted its arm – showcasing what its left arm had become, turning instead to a broad, and jagged mace.

 

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RUNNING BONE (BONING) - As a byproduct of its broad and large form, the Giga-Skeleton may fold its arms, charging ahead at its opponent, allowing them to traverse forth in a straight line with a range of [8] blocks, done over the course of [2] emotes.

 

[Emote Example]: RUNNING BONE (BONING) BONE
[1] The Giga-Skeleton folded its arms over itself, dipping its head forward to prepare for a DEADLY headbutt. . .
[2] With steam pouring out of its nose and ears like a train (techlocked), the Giga-Skeleton charged forth, crossing [8] blocks to act as a battering ram, bashing aside anything in its path much like a battering ram.

 

Should physical resistance – such as a wall – face it, the Giga-Skeleton is able to charge forth and break it, acting as a makeshift battering ram should RO consent be given in that area. Once it hits its target, the Giga-Skeleton turns into a pile of bones that take [2] emotes to either reconstruct itself (should it charge forth at a wall that's too thick) or return from a dazed state.

 

[Emote Example]: RUNNING BONE (BONING) BONE (recovery)
[1] The Giga-Skeleton crashed on the wall, hitting no one, instead turning into a pile of bone that crackled and screamed.
[2] Over some time, it began to reconstruct itself, forming back to the creature that it once was.

 

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THE BONES, WHERE WITHIN LAYS MORE BONES (The Virgin Skeleton) - The Giga-Skeleton is able to eat and devour animals or people, storing smaller skeletons within its body; somewhat acting as a cage. There, it’s able to send out the skeleton as ammunition against someone – with the speed of a tennis ball – over the course of [3] emotes, donning the range of [20] blocks.

 

[Emote Example]: THE BONES, WHERE WITHIN LAYS MORE BONES (The Virgin Skeleton)
[1] The Giga-Skeleton unhinged its jaw, almost appearing like it was about to vomit something.
[2] It aimed its head against the Paladin, who decided to monologue and ask if the Skeleton is okay. . . rather than defend themselves!
[3] All the while, bones and all sorts began to spew from the Giga-Skeleton’s mouth until it was able to shoot out a halfling-sized skeleton at the Paladin, firing away at them with the speed of a tennis ball.
 

Section III - Memento Mori

 

 

The Giga-Skeleton’s Memento Mori is characterized as a large barrel of rotted mead, the item that had murdered the creature since it was severely out of date; the barrel both reminds it that it once lived, eating and devouring food, yet also that it died due to its own stupidity.

 

Red Lines of the Artifact:

- The Giga-Skeleton is only able to don the same strength as an Olog, nothing more nor less.
- The Giga-Skeleton respawns after [30] minutes upon death.
- The Giga-Skeleton has the intelligence of an Olog, and can only speak in third-person.
- It dons no other abilities, save for Darkening, and all aforementioned.
- It cannot wear armor, though its bones are as strong as iron.
- This follows all redlines and guidelines of Darkstalker Lore.
 

Number of duplicates of this Artifact:

N/a

 

Do you understand that there is a three-month cooldown between posting MArts per-player, and that cooldown begins upon acceptance? (Denial does not trigger a cooldown period.)

Yup

 

Have you applied for this Artifact before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

Nope