I. Arrival Song Lan woke up on the bed disoriented, groggy at most, and his vision fuzzy. Eventually, when his conscious returns he found himself in a strange place. Not bothering to pay attention to who is occupied with him in the house. He took a walk outside and found himself on an island. South Sister, this town is called. He appears as he was, a tall man with long black hair, a stoic expression fixed, though carry an aura of aloofness wearing black robes with billowing sleeves.
He find himself walking around, exploring, but almost in a stupor, slightly confused, because it felt like he woke up from a long sleep.
"Where am I? And what is this place?"
II. Braving the Trail He took a walk on the trail through the woods in search of answers. He wondered about the sign he reads, but he needs answers to his inquiries of this place. The hike is just like any other, but he feel a sense of dread and a terrible itch that he's going to turn around to head back, but just about midway he sees a fellow Wickie completely paralyzed and unable to move.
"Are you alive?" He whispered. He reaches over to feel the wickie's pulse on their neck. "You're alive. What happened? Please remain calm, I'm here to help." However, he'll find the wickie won't be able to speak.
He's not going to let this person die from overexposure.
III. Currently residing Song Lan has been here for a few days, but getting used to life on the island need some time getting used to. The cottage he's staying will do for now. Sleep doesn't come easy at night, as he has nightmares of his life back home.
It's only when he started to notice things move inside of his house. Chairs moved. Items in places from their original places. Someone has been messing with his things. It's only when he started seeing them, people appear as faded images like a holograph. "Spirits....?" He tries speaking to them, but he goes left unheard as if he's the one invisible.
Turning to his housemate, "Do you see them?"
IV. Confession network What is a heart game? Should I answer this? Ah, all right. I don't like talking about it.
I wish to go back home, the Baixue temple, the way it once was before the massacre. But it happened a long ago. I haven't seen my homeland for a long time, but I went on a journey to make amends to an old friend. If you have seen him, his name is Xingchen.
V. Wildcard [Anything else? Feel free to make your own starter basing on the scenarios above!]
Song Lan | Mo Dao Zu Shi | ota
Song Lan woke up on the bed disoriented, groggy at most, and his vision fuzzy. Eventually, when his conscious returns he found himself in a strange place. Not bothering to pay attention to who is occupied with him in the house. He took a walk outside and found himself on an island. South Sister, this town is called. He appears as he was, a tall man with long black hair, a stoic expression fixed, though carry an aura of aloofness wearing black robes with billowing sleeves.
He find himself walking around, exploring, but almost in a stupor, slightly confused, because it felt like he woke up from a long sleep.
"Where am I? And what is this place?"
II. Braving the Trail
He took a walk on the trail through the woods in search of answers. He wondered about the sign he reads, but he needs answers to his inquiries of this place. The hike is just like any other, but he feel a sense of dread and a terrible itch that he's going to turn around to head back, but just about midway he sees a fellow Wickie completely paralyzed and unable to move.
"Are you alive?" He whispered. He reaches over to feel the wickie's pulse on their neck. "You're alive. What happened? Please remain calm, I'm here to help." However, he'll find the wickie won't be able to speak.
He's not going to let this person die from overexposure.
III. Currently residing
Song Lan has been here for a few days, but getting used to life on the island need some time getting used to. The cottage he's staying will do for now. Sleep doesn't come easy at night, as he has nightmares of his life back home.
It's only when he started to notice things move inside of his house. Chairs moved. Items in places from their original places. Someone has been messing with his things. It's only when he started seeing them, people appear as faded images like a holograph. "Spirits....?" He tries speaking to them, but he goes left unheard as if he's the one invisible.
Turning to his housemate, "Do you see them?"
IV. Confession network
What is a heart game? Should I answer this? Ah, all right. I don't like talking about it.
I wish to go back home, the Baixue temple, the way it once was before the massacre. But it happened a long ago. I haven't seen my homeland for a long time, but I went on a journey to make amends to an old friend. If you have seen him, his name is Xingchen.
V. Wildcard
[Anything else? Feel free to make your own starter basing on the scenarios above!]