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Posted by Tzora on October 24, 2000 at 20:30:24:

Well. Here is the deal.

Having had a few leader chars of the Empire a while back, and noticing the Funk that the Empire seemed to be in, and because I dreampt up this role that I wanted to play, I decided to give a go at the War Master slot.

Problem 1 was that because of my role, I didnt get much char interraction, so I didnt get to have quite the fun with the role that I wanted to have.

Problem 2 was that My char's most visible hook was her trouble with the correct usage of personal pronouns...And within 2 weeks of being inducted into the empire, I noticed two other chars that were doing similar things speech pattern wise.

Problem 3 was that after I stopped seeing the emperor or any other council member on, I started to see everyone in my range in the empire either delete or stop showing up.

For two weeks I have logged on rather frequently, and most of the time had 14+ enemies and zero allies. It gets boring.

And in my boredom I started to take bigger and bigger risks, seeing how far I could push "foolishness" before I died.

Yeah I had fun doing the whole stalking and hiding from the masses thing, but I just dont get much out of that kind of rp. It started to get REALLY boring.

So I figured, "if all the other citizens are giving up, why should I play a boring char"

Problem was, I really loved the promise that my role had, And I didnt want to give it up while I still thought it possible to live up to that promise...even though I was already bored with it.

So I took a couple days off while my Godson was born (19inches, 8lbs 9oz, Jacob;) thinking some time off would re-light my enthusiasm for this role.

It didn't. I wasn't playing up to WarMaster quality, and I knew it. I just wasnt into it enough to put that much effort. So I got on today with the purpose of fighting nonstop pk's until I lost and then deleted. (doesnt take long when you don't play to win).

Arbiter: Keep up the good work, I hope you guys get more inductees

Ragers: Numbers...faces...masses...hard for you guys to shine in such a sea of ragers and wannabe's. I am sorry I didnt see any of you step up.

Baron: Who?

Scarab: That damned ranger, was what 9 ranks on me when we faught, through shield, sedai shield, stone skin, haste, fly, and some nice clothes you kicked my ass, Only char in my pk at any time that I was not confident I could kill solo given the right circumstances.

Maran: The wannabe Dardignac. Nice try, but you didnt get me, I got you. It's one of the things that convinced me this char was done with...I just didnt get the thrill or the fun out of that kill that I should have.

Sylvan: Most of the time I couldnt see you. The rest I was wording out of an ambush trap.

Imms: Not one interaction. *shrug* my play in no way merited one. Its hard to have your rp visibly shine when your rp is to be one who shuns everyone.

Empire: Thought I had riebold convinced for a while. devlel would have been a decent choice, but for one thing...The fact that he has been around since Aradan's time...meaning he rarely logs on, and never for very long. Not the kind of person a sect position should go to. It seemed he was trying to log in more often to make a play at the seat....until everyone disapeared. Frieden, Yeunt, A few others...Your deletion/disapearing is the main reason I am gone. tzora was rolled to HELP Empire rebuild, not do it solo.


Anyway, my role, Funny how I came up with it. I had re-read the Ender quartet of books recently and saw a re-run of a borg episode, and I dreampt this role up.

I woke up and wrote the role out, complete, straight from the dream. To bad my enthusiasm for it didnt last. Kindof proud of it.

The T'Zora is a fela that lives in two worlds simultaneously, and both
are real.

One holds it's reality in that it is historical truth. The past of
this world did indeed happen.

The other holds it's reality through the T'zora's will for it to be
so. This world exists only so that the T'zora can walk through our
own world in reletive anonymity. This reality is also the only
reality she will...or can...ever reveal to anyone.

Firstly, the truth of history, which none will ever know until the day
of conquest, is that the T'Zora is not really a Fela. Even her name
"T'Zora" is not really her name, in the sense that normal sentients
think of names. To say that the T'Zora is a race of beings is
incorrect. It is more the name of a Being, that happens to hold an
entire race as it's body. For the T'Zora is a sentient hive race. A
single consciousness, a single self. At once aware of every single
sensory input of every one of the millions of drones, warriors,
harvesters. So T'Zora really is just the name of that on
Consciousness, bodily housed in the very mortal form of the Queen.

While this race is similar in appearance to what Theran's call "Fela",
they are quite different indeed. Heightened strength, speed, and an
intelligence that is able to pull on millions of fleshy minds into its
calculations and sheer brilliance.

Three times every year, the queen gives birth to fifty eggs. The
beings in these eggs are quite individuals, until shortly after their
birth, when the psionic force of the queen adds them to the collective
consciousness. And every five years one of the eggs holds a new
Queen. When the Old queen tries to enforce her will unto this new
Queen, a power struggle ensues, while the New queen instintively
reaches out to attempt to wrest control of the entire consciousness.
This duality of thought, this existance of two motivators in this race
of single motivation is a source of mental and physical anguish for
the two queens that is unknown in all other mortal creatures, causing
the queen to reach out and snuff out the new queen. And this
continues until the Queen is to old, and the new queen is fast enough
to reach out and snuff out the old queen, becoming the one and only
Queen, inheriting all memory, all experience, and all the knowledge of
the T'Zora.

But something has gone wrong. This natural order of the T'zora has
been upset. There was a new queen, and just as the Old queen was
reaching out to snuff out this upstart, lightning struck, instantly
killing hundreds including all of those who were sent to kill the new
queen. But this new queen seized this chance! She knew the Old queen
was not weak enough for her to wrest control of the body, so she fled,
her body and mind weakened beyond belief by the pain of Duality. And
she finally came into our lands.

She calls herself T'zora, for indeed that is the only name she knows
for herself.

She knows that the Old queen is searching for her, that sooner or
later, the hordes of warriors, each with the strength of giants and
the speed of arials, will descend upon this realm searching for her,
to end their pain by killing her.

But she is not without her own faculties, however limited and lessened
by the pain of duality. She has devised to surround herself with her
own body, a new body made up of these....individual......beings that
she has encountered. She will use this new body to keep the hordes of
Warriors at bay long enough for her to grow, and for the Old Queen to
weaken, so that she might finally wrest controll of the T'zora from
the old queen.

While she has come to understand the concepts of individuality, and
self, are quite difficult to grasp for her. And she tends to see
Thera not as a collection of thousands of individuals, but a
collection of a few tens of "bodies" consisting of these strange
individuals. She has a difficult time in speaking to an individual,
unless she deems she speak to the "queen" or mind behind the "bodies"
she observes.

She also has a deep seated fear and hatred for the Felars. Perhaps it
is because they so resemble the T'zora but are individuals...where
with the T'zora individuality is equivalent to untold pain. Perhaps
it is because she knows that sooner or later what she looks upon will
not be a Fela, but a T'zora scout come to locate and kill her.

The other reality exists becuase the T'Zora wishes it so. To hide
what she is, to hide her goals, she has drawn in massive reserves of
Strength to create this reality in the minds of all she meets.

In this reality, she is the Ousted noble daughter of a Royal family of
Felars from the souther Continent. Her old and decrepit Father wishes
to submit to the Empress of Seantryn and end the centuries of
resistance his family has given to the Empress. T'Zora would have
nothing of such cowardess. And because she held a following in the
Royal guard, and in the Army, her Father could not submit to the
Empress while she lived. She heard of this plot and has escaped,
looking for her own Empire to rule, so that one day she may return and
retake her own ancestral lands.

The T'zora has chosen this reality for two reasons.

Firstly, she knows that if people think her Noble, that her reticence
and uncomfortableness around so many individuals will be accounted a
mere "snobbery" or "Hubris" or just plane being stuck up.

Secondly, it allows her to persue her goals of building her own body,
while people dismiss her actions and have no reason to question their
purpose.

So she makes her way into this realm, picking up a trade of this
realm, honing the skills that will be needed to take her into
possesion of her own body.

And she waits...
And she listens...
For one day, She will come...
To end the pain.

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