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by Woodstovia » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:19 pm
by The Assorted Saharan Outposts » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:24 pm
by Naymor » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:30 pm
Jazz Commies and Sexy Astrophysicists wrote:Naymor wrote:
"That is a worthy cause, and one I shall be happy to assist in." Midian replied, his eyes glowing briefly before continuing, "More of those enslaved shall be born wizards and sorcerer's, and my Mage's shall seek them out, just as they do to all those who are born wizards and sorcerer's. Those who are enslaved shall be taught the ways of magic, and be assisted in helping their friends and families escape bondage. You are well respected among the gods, and your support means much to me. I look forward to working alongside you more often, and I will certainly do all I can to help those who are enslaved and oppressed."
Midian bowed his head slightly, thanking Tesh in a way that many of the humans, especially those who followed him, thanked others.
"Then I shall rule at your side," Tesh replied plainly. "I will continue to speak to my people as I can; I may ask specific favors of you and yours when the time arises. It will be nothing that cannot be managed." He stopped for a moment, before resuming. "I have been called 'abrasive' by many, along with whatever respect I command," he added. "But come what may, so long as you hold your end of the bargain, I am with you."
Lunas Legion wrote:Theria woke up in much the same manner as she usually did, or had been doing so for... Many millennia. She couldn't remember how long she'd been doing this, and she really didn't care. It never got old, waking up with a view of constantly shifting colours as whatever she'd taken last night or any of the days before still ran through her system, a pounding headache that she ignored with years of practice barely even noticed.
Another beautiful day in Heaven.
Some roaring loud voice called out through Heaven. She paid no attention, and ignored it. It was loud and it hurt her ears. Probably someone complaining about running out of something, again. Nothing of any significance or importance. No, most certianly not. Nothing important ever happened these days, and that was good.
Just day after day of drink, drugs, and whatever else she wanted at the time. It was a pretty good life. The drugs and drink made the weather do whatever it was supposed to do, which was... Doing something. Whatever weather did. But it did it. Unfortunately, it seemed she'd done something extremely stupid last night.
For some reason, there was snow. Or, rather, more than usual. She never made snow in this quantity, even while drunk. It was a stupid cold thing that, for some strange reason, never seemed to agree with her and often resulted in feeling pretty terrible. Normally that wouldn't be a problem, but the only way to stop that feeling was by... Not drinking for a bit. And that was not an option. More rain... Not really a problem. Uh... Why was everything getting colder? That wind wasn't supposed to be that cold, and that wind was also her heating. Or supposed to be. Now it was more like a self-freezer.
But fixing it would take effort. Besides, someone else would sort the temperature out eventually. The Sun-King or whoever he was would fix it. She was never any good with temperatures.
And so, while the rest of Heaven went into crisis, probably, Theria drifted back to sleep again.
The Jonathanian States wrote:Ratius Magenadam
As he usually was, Ratius arrived in the hall of the sun throne in the for resembling a human. As he often chose, when around other gods, his form was a young man, wearing a toga, scrolls though seemed redundant for this summoning.
Entering through the doorway, Ratius looked around. The shining room was filled with gods, though quickly he also noticed that some forms and faces were lacking in this crowd. He did notice Irekily, Eradus, Nerileth, Tor'Baalos and of course ancient Inzi.
His thoughts faded onto a pleasant discussion of nature he had with a human recently, as his consciousness worked on forming a response. Mayhaps he should ask Aelva on that matter.
As the gears of a mind continued turning, churning out ideas, discarding them as quickly as they formed, the Magenadam focused on what was happening around him.
Ava'esthan, elected King of the God, was abdicating. It was at this point that Ratius looked towards the great old one whom, one might say, had him in his patronage. And as his view swept into the corner in which Inzi had been, he noticed the suffering god vanishing, appearing somewhere else. Mayhaps, Ratius thought himself. He was a young one, after all, who better to initiate change. The Quadruplets had to topple the Nameless one, and the New Gods had to topple the Quadruplets. But mayhaps now could come a timer for the next generation to ascend, not by war - the God of Wisdom had paid the cost that could demand - but by election. Was he not, so argued the god to himself, Knowledge, son of Wisdom. But no, a "mere youngling" ascending so far would surely not appease the many. The wait can be crucial in the quest of knowledge and politics both. And so, Ratius waited so more. Slowly more gods started leaving, and yet Ratius remained waiting, eager to see if something worth knowing would happen.
And then, to his surprise, he saw a trail of fire in the skies, far beyond. And he knew. He knew and did not like it at all. Just as Inzi has once released a fragment of knowledge, allowing for himself to be formed, Inzi had released a fragment of the sun. But this time there was no lifeless part to absorb it. As realization came upon him Ratius' mood declined within moments. A weakened sun... Inzi a husk of his former self...
by Woodstovia » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:31 pm
by The Assorted Saharan Outposts » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:35 pm
by Woodstovia » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:39 pm
by The Assorted Saharan Outposts » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:43 pm
Woodstovia wrote:"H-hey calm down Irekily." Cultro squeaked, he began slowly backing away from the giant skeleton. "I have no idea what you're talking about. You know I'd never attack you!" In addition to being a giant skeleton Irekily was also far older and more powerful than Cultro. He was not excited about the prospect of having to fight him. "I mean really why would I have a reason for attacking you? I was up here Irekily. Politicking."
by Alouite » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:43 pm
by Woodstovia » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:51 pm
by Kisinger » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:53 pm
Nanatsu no Tsuki wrote:Don't you dare take my other 75% orgasm. I'm a greedy womyn, influenced by the cold hard erection of the patriarchy.
by The Assorted Saharan Outposts » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:58 pm
by The 7th Order » Fri Jan 29, 2016 11:04 pm
by Alouite » Fri Jan 29, 2016 11:07 pm
by Woodstovia » Fri Jan 29, 2016 11:08 pm
by The Assorted Saharan Outposts » Fri Jan 29, 2016 11:14 pm
by Kisinger » Fri Jan 29, 2016 11:25 pm
Nanatsu no Tsuki wrote:Don't you dare take my other 75% orgasm. I'm a greedy womyn, influenced by the cold hard erection of the patriarchy.
by Alouite » Fri Jan 29, 2016 11:43 pm
Kisinger wrote:She whispered in his ear "I want you, and your help in securing the Throne of Gods." She kissed him softly on the neck. "I can grant any thing you wish, that is within my power of course." She smiled, not one of greed or demand but one of lust. She hoped it was convincing enough, not that she hadn't desired him before or any longer, more so that she needed his help and she wanted him. "As well, I need your help in getting more help, not everyone is entirely convinced that the Goddess of Hell will be the rightful Queen."
by Second Helghan Empire » Sat Jan 30, 2016 2:06 am
by Caltarania » Sat Jan 30, 2016 2:40 am
by Lunas Legion » Sat Jan 30, 2016 5:43 am
by Faal Lot Himdah » Sat Jan 30, 2016 6:50 am
Charlia wrote:Faal Lot Himdah - A wizard. Possibly evil. Seen associating with Charlia, who baas at him a lot when he doesn't feed her enough. #BlameVoid
Kuhlfros wrote:Fall Lot Himdah=Alakazam (May or May not have to do with Merlin)
Spindle wrote:I swear, you two are pretty much the font of all evil in this world...
Spindle wrote:Aaaaaand, the font of all sass.
by Kisinger » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:28 am
Alouite wrote:Again Victorius weighed his options, it was in his opinion that politics was war without combat. And so he replied again, this time even less focused on her reaction. "I can assist with this, in exchange, I would like to gain power over the domain of Domination. One that is currently held by a petty god whom I care not enough to name." He sighed, once he was poised to ascend to the throne, and now he was again allowing another to take the helm of this shift in the balance of power. However, he considered a third way, one where there was shared power over the head of the realm. He considered mentioning it, but for now, he'd keep silent on the idea, at the least until he helped gain Dærs some more supporters and proved his weight. "Do we have a deal?"
Nanatsu no Tsuki wrote:Don't you dare take my other 75% orgasm. I'm a greedy womyn, influenced by the cold hard erection of the patriarchy.
by Woodstovia » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:57 am
by The Jonathanian States » Sat Jan 30, 2016 7:57 am
by The 7th Order » Sat Jan 30, 2016 9:32 am
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