NationStates

Plactianation wrote:

Anthisium wrote:Lumirius looked up into the sky and watched as night was near.
"So, it could possibly be the end of us if something isn't done." he mumbled while looking down to see the gods goof and chit-chat. Do we have any alternatives possible? As it seemed like a nightmare had terrorized everyone if they had to come here.

"Instead of fooling around, we should begin to think on a constructive basis on what to do about this obstacle." his voice sent packing down towards the gods as he began to (try to) sit down in a monk-like pose, similar to a towering statue.

"That is what I am suggesting, but no-one seems to be listening." Pythorga said, as he continued to play his lute. (Yes, it's a lute now.)

The area was calm, but, to make it seem more like his own home, he had to continuously play music. Although he liked playing music, it got a little boring after a while.

"People are listening sweetheart... but no one is saying anything. sure you can suggest we try to find an answer to our problems but only one person here mentioned that he made attempts at solving it. and the fact that you are more interested in that little song of yours shows us how much thought you've put into your suggestion..."

She gave one of the wolves a ruffling pat on the head before sending it back to his pack.

"we need resources that are being drained faster than it can be replenished. we are a varied lot where only a few of us overlap in what we need. so what do we need to do... why don't we all try to cultivate said resources. grow them and replenish what we take. I've had limited success in training some simians in producing the Elixir I need. so imagine if," she gestured towards Varenity, "she had a species who's only job was to cultivate fields of flowers... or..." she gestured out among the other gods. "to grow forests of Maple trees... we replenish our stocks and stop just taking from the poor earth. we can appoint species as our personal... uh... pets... and train them to keep our supply of resources fresh. of course, for this to work, there can be NO bickering among us, no senseless killing of species for the filmiest of reasons."

she looked expectanly out at everyone.

"well? how does that sound."

Lycaeon chuckled as one of his wolves said in wolf-speak, "Lord, I hate being pet. What's with her? I walk by her, and she grabs my loose-neck-skin." Lycaeon responded in kind, "She's the Mother. Remember what I said about her? She's motherly. Think den-mother." The two shared a wolfish laugh. Then he turned back to the group. "Apologies for being away for so long. I had other things to attend to." He turned and saw Aster. "Hunter of my realm, I have much to discuss with you concerning your fuel supplies. A new procedure that may lengthen the lives of the animals and plants we take our fuel from. While this will not fuel us entirely, it will give us time to solve the problem."

OOC: Having trouble keeping all the names straight. God of medicine? Suggest transfusions. That's what Lycaeon is going on about.

Xao nodded at mother, the night leaping around him in strange ways.

"Indeed, Mother. Their worship will bring us fuel and strength."

[OOC: Sorry about the short post, I have to go soon.]

As the sun slipped behind the mountains Asperventa arrived. She briskly walked up to the edge of the circle and stood there, keeping slightly out of the way of the other gods. She hadn't seen most of them in ages, her only interest in their realms being the few bodies of water large enough to contain some deuterium, but gave a friendly nod to Arias.
'I hope I'm not too late, has this meeting started yet?' She asked him, looking at the somewhat tense attitudes of most of the others.
She'd regularly run into Arias whilst crossing oceans and seas to find her fuel, and they shared their interests for the creatures of the waters and those waters themselves. Most of the others she... Recognized. But that was about it, she'd never felt very comfortable around most of them really.

"Verenity, you don't have to be a cold-hearted jerk." Zirconsis said, staring at Verenity. He looked at Kaaysel, and asked
"How many more gods left?" He said staring at the sky.

Yther came back from his refreshing refueling. As soon as his car stopped, he pulled out a tiny machine that looked like a drill and an air compressor combined. He then proceeded to take himself apart and do a thorough cleaning of himself, so he would not rust later.

"Please Kaaysel," Achaes began, "this has all been for naught. CLEARLY, the others do not care to come. I will be departing in an hour unless we can begin. I have a forest to tend to."

Varenity seemed to take note of what the mother said. "Yes.. That would be nice." She said, before Hearing Zirconsis spew Words.

Varenity Rolled her eyes, ignoring Zirconsis, as she god up, now dry. She stared into the Distance as the sun Hid behind the Mountains.

"Yes. When will be starting kaaysel? I have Plants to drain and a Palace to roam." She said mockingly, since she actually had nothing important to tend to.

Aster was riding through the country-side on Strag. He was thinking of Varenity. He would need to try to bring color back.

"Oh hello," He said, running into someone.

Leros let out a chuckle and shifted to a wolf form, shedding the foolsih garments" Cousin, why must you be so... grouchy?" he said grinning, still in wolf form. He curled up into a heap, as wolves did whenever they were semi-bored, next to Varenity. He was wide awake, for it was almost... hunting time.

Varenity Glanced at Leros, before feeling her skin get all tight, inhaling some Color. Her orb was half Empty. Looking at it, she Looked around For some Grass that wasn't Grey. Spotting a Patch, she Stole its Color, the Orb Filling up slightly. She sat back down nect to Leros, patting him on the head.

Aster watched as Strag consumed the bunny. He then continued on his way.

"Varenity! Achaes! Kaaysel!" He yelled, coming up to them.

Leros, not liking to be pet, reformed into his main form and sat with his heels crossed a few feet from Varenity. Not having anything to do but hunger, he began fashioning little predator/ prey encounters in his long silver hair.

Deshia wrote:Leros, not liking to be pet, reformed into his main form and sat with his heels crossed a few feet from Varenity. Not having anything to do but hunger, he began fashioning little predator/ prey encounters in his long silver hair.

Aster came up to them and saw Leros.

"Leros! I almost thought you were one of the Albino Timber Wolves. How are you?" He asked, dismounting Strag.

Asterdan wrote:

Deshia wrote:Leros, not liking to be pet, reformed into his main form and sat with his heels crossed a few feet from Varenity. Not having anything to do but hunger, he began fashioning little predator/ prey encounters in his long silver hair.

Aster came up to them and saw Leros.

"Leros! I almost thought you were one of the Albino Timber Wolves. How are you?" He asked, dismounting Strag.

"Shooting another god?" Achaes questioned, "Not the best idea my friend."

Nationstatelandsville wrote:

Asterdan wrote:
Aster came up to them and saw Leros.

"Leros! I almost thought you were one of the Albino Timber Wolves. How are you?" He asked, dismounting Strag.

"Shooting another god?" Achaes questioned, "Not the best idea my friend."

"Didn't know it was him Achaes." Aster said.

He shot a glance at Varenity, then ran his finger across his dagger.

"Kaaysel, I am serious. I have somewhere to break into, and I will go if this doesn't start." Zirconsis said.

Asterdan wrote:Aster watched as Strag consumed the bunny. He then continued on his way.

"Varenity! Achaes! Kaaysel!" He yelled, coming up to them.

Varenity looked up, as leros walked away.

"What, what?" she said, then noticing Stag eat a Bunny Rabbit whole, seeming disturbed, she returned to Paying attention to Aster, Standing up.

OOC: Didn't see that... sorry.

IC: "What was this that was proposed by Lycaeon?" I had to leave before he could tell me.

Aster pulled his dagger and ran the blade across his finger. Aster looked at Varenity again, a small smile forming on his lips as he did. She looked beutiful even without her color.

Asterdan wrote:OOC: Didn't see that... sorry.

IC: "What was this that was proposed by Lycaeon?" I had to leave before he could tell me.

Aster pulled his dagger and ran the blade across his finger. Aster looked at Varenity again, a small smile forming on his lips as he did. She looked beutiful even without her color.

"Aster!" Achaes exclaimed, "Could you save this for our free time, please? At least wait until, the rest of us are gone, for Aether's sake. After a thousand or so years of sleep, I'd imagine you'd have better things to do then flirt. I guess somethings never change, though..." This was a bizarre thing to say, seeing the constant changes going on around the gods. It was as if Prime itself was restless, wanting to stir up some trouble. But that was insane... wasn't it? Achaes no longer knew. All he knew for sure was that a massive change was in the process, good or bad.

Asterdan wrote:OOC: Didn't see that... sorry.

IC: "What was this that was proposed by Lycaeon?" I had to leave before he could tell me.

Aster pulled his dagger and ran the blade across his finger. Aster looked at Varenity again, a small smile forming on his lips as he did. She looked beutiful even without her color.

Varenity's Lust for aster had Died along with her Color, so she simply looked at him as if he was trying to cut himself ((ooc:emo!))
Her Hair slightly shifted, as she stood their, seeming as Emotionless as ever. She noticed him smile, but of course, she didn't smile back. She did at one time like him, but as her Sadness strengthened, her Love died.

Nationstatelandsville wrote:

Asterdan wrote:OOC: Didn't see that... sorry.

IC: "What was this that was proposed by Lycaeon?" I had to leave before he could tell me.

Aster pulled his dagger and ran the blade across his finger. Aster looked at Varenity again, a small smile forming on his lips as he did. She looked beutiful even without her color.

"Aster!" Achaes exclaimed, "Could you save this for our free time, please? At least wait until, the rest of us are gone, for Aether's sake. After a thousand or so years of sleep, I'd imagine you'd have better things to do then flirt. I guess somethings never change, though..." This was a bizarre thing to say, seeing the constant changes going on around the gods. It was as if Prime itself was restless, wanting to stir up some trouble. But that was insane... wasn't it? Achaes no longer knew. All he knew for sure was that a massive change was in the process, good or bad.

Aster chuckled, then put his dagger back in his sheath.

"There are always some things that remain constant, otherwise, there would be nothing to balance out the chaos. I suppose, I am that constant." he said with a smile.

Aster then said to Strag, "Return home, and bring me Deathcaliburn."

Lumirius sat on the ground, enlightened to the fact that people had finally begun to talk about the matter at hand.
Yet, he seemed oddly dense due to the fact that the procedures and plans to do so seemed a bit absurd.
"I wonder if the event is close to starting" he muttered, watching the other gods talk about their ideas to find a way around our main fuel source.

" Ahh Aster," he said standing on his human legs and awkawardly shaking hands with the more modest God," I suppose the hunt is doing alright, but if you look up into the sky in the wee hours, you can notice that their is not the beauty there once was, and my power is diminishing. However, enough about me, how have you been?"