The Realm of Sorta (RP)

The Realm of Sorta (RP)

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There is said to be a strange land, even if it's far away. A strange land ran by strange gods who abide by strange rules from their strange realm called Sorta. From Sorta they rule over the realms of mortals, realms such as Absurd, Creative, Quaint, Curiosity, Tactile, Disdain, Instant, and Polar. The gods did their jobs well, even if mortals hadn't ever seen one in person. Life went well, as it should, held in a nice and quiet peace. What would peace be without it's counterbalance of chaos? The realm of Quaint get's its first taste of chaos in a millennia as gravity begins to mess up. The color red up and disappears. Water occasionally lights itself on fire, and one of the 'useless' and 'trivial' gods arrives beaten and battered and near death. "Peace does not sit well with the Old God," he pants, "who has broken from his confinement from a millennia ago." The more powerful gods are already dead, and all that is left are those trivial, forgotten gods, and mortals. Yet again, there has always been worse odds and worse gods to fight against. [A roleplay inspired from dreams, daydreams, and nightmares, all entwined.]
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