Here it is! The Abarat Roleplay is officially open!
In the Abarat, there is a storm brewing. The Hereafter girl and the Old Mother have escalated the tension between Night and Day, bringing the oldest conflict in history to the brink of an all-out war. However their battles are only a part of the story; twenty five islands grow restless, and their people with them. Off the shores of the islands however, there live those who have not taken sides in the coming troubles: pirates, merchants, and explorers; those who have dedicated themselves to living above the Izabella. These groups travel freely between the islands, with no greater cares than good business, loot, and adventure. But will the oncoming storm be too much, even for the seafarers?
Welcome to the life above the Izabella. Hoist the sail, you’re shoving off. The question is: with who’s crew?
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Stoked with how my arm is coming out. On a side note, today sucked. Netflix til I fall asleep ✌ #clivebarker #abarat #shaunevans
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Candy…
Where are you, my sweet?
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So Abarat Fans:
I am in the process of designing an Abarat- themed tumblr roleplay. It’s still in the production stage but I was planning on centering it around those who travel between the islands, such as pirates, explorers and merchants, rather than just stick to one island or another. I am SUPER excited to get this going because I think the Abarat would be an amazing wonderland to play around in. If anyone would be interested in joining such a rp, let me know! I want to get a bit of a headcount, plus since I can’t create the Abarat alone, ideas are always welcome!. :)
This is certain sure.
Should you choose to doubt me,
I’ll leave and close the door.
“This is a very special photo. This is my bedroom and the place where I am writing Abarat IV: The Price of Dreams.”
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Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War by Clive Barker
That comes alone to your door,
For loneliness will be its undoing
Nor need you fear those beasts
That hunt in packs.
They will die when divided from their clan.
Fear only the one
That does not come at all.
It is already here, standing in your shoes.
(Source: nautics)
The Question How.
The Hours are When.
If Never, Now.
(Source: nautics)
