/builders/ - Hero and Nation Builders!

>>2929

Fill this in:

Name: Mahadma'Dasku

Appearance: a stone statue, with a massive mirror for head

Domain/concept: truth/true nature of things

Fluff: born in the aether, mahadma does not know how he came to be. He does know what he must do. Which is to reveal all to everyone. No matter what it is, The truth is shall be revealed

>>2929

Name: Sota Vex

Appearance: To those who walk the path of Revenge she appears a raven haired lithe figure, but to those who travel the path of Mercy she is a motherly kind figure that's very presence warms the soul.

Domain/concept: Mercy/Revenge

Fluff: Born outside the Aether :^) Sota Vex is the goddess of Mercy and Revenge, she teaches that those two roads are how one can clear their way to spiritual awakening and to find peace after a time of loss. If you choose mercy then you will receive your peace and will spend your day at her side in the after life, but if you choose revenge then you become a priest of her teachings spending your life and your unlife hunting those who wronged you and those who wronged others.

>>2933

1 concept, revenge was chosen in chat, make sure to fix that next turn.

>>2929

>Name: Iot.

>Appearance: A being of many forms, most often a slender humanoid female. However, throughout all the forms, the key constant is the lack of detail, leaving it with no face and the likes.

>Domain/concept: Energy.

>Fluff:

One constant of all universes is the idea of energy. Without godly intervention, such energy can only be changed from one form to another, never created, nor destroyed. Iot, however, can do such a thing, for a universe of gods require someone to perpetuate such a thing.

>>2929

Name: Mor

Appearance: Mor appears in any number of ways, but most often as a huge humanoid formed of wood and rock, a crown of thorns around his head and two antlers from his skull.

Domain/concept: Nature.

Fluff: Mor was born and in an instant knew all of his duty. To grow, to give, and to hunt and to take. It was his duty to craft life and the wildlands, and his duty to destroy it to nourish the world again.

Name: Kurahaagoth

Appearance: An emaciated body from which sprout many arms, each playing a different instrument except for two which the body balances on. The head is bulbous and covered in ears, interrupted only by a vast mouth and a single eye.

Domain/concept: Music

Fluff: Kurahaagoth is a god of music, which is all he seemingly cares about. Almost every action he takes is dictated by what he thinks will make the best sound at that particular moment. Be it the tranquil burble of a bubbling brook, or the screams and clangs of a battlefield, he wishes only to follow his own whims.

Name: Amun-Kon

Appearance: A Shining silver humanoid of indeterminate features who becomes less distinct the closer one looks

Domain/concept: The Astral Realm

Fluff: At first there was nothing and the gods viewed this and decided to build their realm, but Amun-Kon looked out and saw the emptiness of the universe and set out to weave his tapestry across the void for all to see

>>2944

Not accepted.

>>2929

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

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>>2954

You all may now post. 1 action with d100. Remember that fluff matters a lot with your actions and gods working together can create more interesting things than alone.

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>>2971

You too, link fucked up.

>>2929

>God name: La'rock Tah

> Appearance: Golden Lion

>Domain/concept: Control

>Fluff: La'rock Tah believes that each being should strive for absolute supremacy to exert power within their life and on the world around them

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2971

>Name: Sota Vex

>Appearance: To those who walk the path of Revenge she appears a raven haired lithe figure, but to those who travel the path of Mercy she is a motherly kind figure that's very presence warms the soul.

>Domain/concept: Mercy/Revenge

>Fluff: Sota Vex is the goddess of Mercy and Revenge, she teaches that those two roads are how one can clear their way to spiritual awakening and to find peace after a time of loss. If you choose mercy then you will receive your peace and will spend your day at her side in the after life, but if you choose revenge then you become a priest of her teachings spending your life and your unlife hunting those who wronged you and those who wronged others.

1: Sota Vex peers upon the empty cosmos and says that this will not do. She opens her hands and releases emotions into the world, feelings of love, feelings of hate, feelings of sadness, feelings of joy.

>>2974

You can post too.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>2971

Name: Schutz

Appearance:

Pic related.

Domain/Concept: Refuge

Fluff:

Every god and being deserved to live. Deserved protection and love. Those who are hunted for who they are, those who are hunted because they are victims of conflict, will find a place in her heart.

Schutz is the goddess of Refuge and Protection. Though some may exist who deserve annihilation, many hold a truth of their own, a truth silenced by the victor.

But life is precious, no matter whether god or otherwise, she will harbor those in need and shield their lives with her own.

1. Schutz needed a space of her own. Certainly being watched by all the other gods and watching them had it's fun sides, but always being subject to everyone's evaluation was also far from what she wanted. She would weave a net in the aether, creating a room that restricted even a gods' view to which she could retreat whenever she felt like being alone. Besides she could store things here. Interesting things.

Dice test and first post.

I extend my mind, reaching out and making my presence known.

>>2978

Re-test bear with me.

>>2978

You fucked up. Also post stats with your action.

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>2971

Name: Athamael

Appearance: Athamael currently has the appearance of a large floating sphere of unknown metal with a surface that shifts and changes.

Domain/concept: Metal

Fluff: Athamael, born of the Aether is the god of metal. It is a very simple god for now for it, along with creation, is extremely new. It currently has no voice and no gender and its only desire is simple to continue its existence.

Athamael feels the void in creation and he can feel the other gods move. A compulsion to fill in the void overtakes it and Athamael begins to move.

1. Athamael will create metal a large variety of metal. Precious, Heavy, Light. He will fill the void with his creations. As many as he possibly can.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

Hay guise am I doinitrite

>>2982

Name: Deuduc

Appearance: Deuduc appears as a muscular, hairless man, with skin of marble, and armour of bronze. His helm has a red plume atop it, and he carries a spear. His voice carries over the vastness of the Aether, and he has a commanding presence.

Domain/Concept: God of leaders and heroes

(Please note: Not a leader of Gods)

Fluff: Like all gods, Deuduc was born of the roiling energies of the Aether. Upon the moment of his birth, he beheld a vision of mighty deeds and great empires. Knowing not whence these visions came, he took them as his identity, having nothing else to imitate. Before heroics, before heroes, there was Deuduc.

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Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2971

Name: Óðirthel

Appearance: A shifting figure that clouds his features, though generally appears to look something like a human in a black cloak in moments of stability, heart visible and beating in his translucent chest. More than a little disturbing for mortals to look at.

Domain/concept: Fate (?)

Fluff: Óðirthel is, contrary to his appearance, a shaper and creator of stories, life, heroes, and villains - one might even call him a fateweaver, if there was such a thing. Perhaps there is. Óðirthel came into creation with the singular purpose of unerring creation, and create he does. The stories he weaves and the races he creates may not understand him or his goals, but underneath the disturbing inhumanity of his existence, Óðirthel is a sympathetic being, even when the smile of his skeletal, shifting face can break the unsteeled minds he might form.

1. Existence. It is the funniest of words. It can't be told or looked at or held or thought about, not really, but everyone assumes it's there. If you did the same for anything else, it'd be madness, no? The times collide, the present is the correct moment for creation. Well, the first of my creations. Those other ones will be 'creating' things too. My things. Their things? It all comes together in the end. Their will is my will. Already determined, inescapable, playthings and toys. I weave the strands together they cannot. A setting, a stage, a focal point. A great big ball of blackness to be decorated and sparkled with the affections of the others. A perfect little ball in a void, just waiting for it's place in the grand schematic to be made evident! I might wonder what secrets it would hold, but I already know.

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>2971

Fill this in:

Name: Mahadma'Dasku

Appearance: a stone statue, with a massive mirror for head

Domain/concept: truth/true nature of things

Fluff: born in the aether, mahadma does not know how he came to be. He does know what he must do. Which is to reveal all to everyone. No matter what it is, The truth is shall be revealed

1. mahadma gazes into the aether to learn the truth of this place

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Name: Mr. Reaper, the Accountant.

Appearance: A Skeleton in a business suit

Domain/concept: Fatality

Fluff: Grimmoire D. Reaper, otherwise known as Mr. Reaper, runs his domain on a tightly nit schedule, like a business. Everyone must die at the exact time they are supposed, with exact amounts, on a schedule. Too many people die at once, you get extinct and then you lose funding. Too little people dying and you're wasting money on inefficiency. It is less about the aspect of dying, in so much as it is the inevitability of there being death, and in a timely manner.

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>>2951

"Greetings Brothers, I was wondering if I might acquire your services to construct a Watch. I would be very greatful for it."

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2929

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

1. Look upon all the gods and all their works, tie them together bind them so that conflict in various forms will be inevitable, whether it be fights, war, debates, sports or other competitions. This will make things stronger in the end and birth wonderful things, strange and new.

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>2971

The universe lay with the abundance of energy which lay unused. In order for energy to be used by the life that has yet to be created, Iot began the manifestation of suns, shining orbs which converts the energy into light and heat, needed for the means of providing life to use such energies.

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>2971

Name: Kurahaagoth

Appearance: An emaciated body from which sprout many arms, each playing a different instrument except for two which the body balances on. The head is bulbous and covered in ears, interrupted only by a vast mouth and a single eye.

Domain/concept: Music

Fluff: Kurahaagoth is a god of music, which is all he seemingly cares about. Almost every action he takes is dictated by what he thinks will make the best sound at that particular moment. Be it the tranquil burble of a bubbling brook, or the screams and clangs of a battlefield, he wishes only to follow his own whims.

1. Kurahaagoth, the divine musician, plucked idly at his mandolin and vacuously patted at his drum. There was so much silence in the cosmos, so much vile emptiness. Slowly he sawed into one of his many arms with a violin bow, poking a fingernail into the black ichor below to begin writing upon his body, a symphony that shall bring forth beautiful noisy life to the fractured and empty space.

>>2992

Only one domain. Also nothing has been made yet to 'start again'.

>>2994

Nevermind, im pulling out.

>>2985

Deuduc comes before Óðirthel.

"Greetings. I would introduce myself. The name I have given me and the name that is mine is Deuduc. I have watched you toil in this place, and was wondering: Could you, perchance, create a place for my self to reside in? My spirit feels… strange, simply floating in the void.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>2987

Name: Delvira

Appearance: The god has shifty shapes a majority of the time, from an old man to a young woman.

Domain/concept: Time

Fluff: Born within the Aether Delvira cried out in pain and struggled to survive when they were first born.

1) Delvira nods with a smile, and starts to construct the Reaper a sand based clock. One that is able to tell the remaining life of whomever the hold thinks of.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>2997

Óðirthel mutters to himself for uncomfortably long before turning around to face the other God. "A home for the God of the pretty face and the tragic end? It is a possibility. A possibility with weight? It could be as well."

The shifting, uneasy figure stared Deuduc down with hollow eyes for a longer time before speaking again.

"A home for you is not what is determined. A home I shall create, for such a place is what is weighted. But not for you, I think. Óðirthel will create a resting place for those of bright eyes and enraptured souls, and maybe for those with dammed ones as well."

Óðirthel turns back in the other direction after this, drawing odd symbols on a long scrap of paper. "A place you will live in, but not your place. It will be enjoyable. Not the realm of Óðirthel nor the realm of a God. But I see you will find it to specification."

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

>>3003

You are accepted if you fix your fluff.

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>>3003

Missread your fluff, it is alright.

>>3002

"It is good. It shall be a hall for those who wish to reside within. A home for those who only drift. The voices of heroes shall fill it, when they come about, and it shall be filled with laughter and song."

Deuduc takes the paper in his marble hand.

I thank you, creator. Weaver. For this shall be a home for all.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>2971

Name: Hujeval

Appearance: A tall golden female-esque being, with dozens of arms that constantly create paintings or pictures or wield various objects

Domain/Concept: Art

Fluff: When the aether began to take shape Hujevala was born. She represents the color, life, and feelings behind things. For her the universe is a canvas, one where the rolling ocean is no different in beauty from the greatest wars. She can find the color and artistic value behind anything, and uses what she wants as her newest scene for a painting.

1. Hujeval looked out over the empty canvas of energy, and felt dissapointment. The current state of the universe was very dull, save for the constant music played by one of her brethen. As such, she raised one of her many arms, and in it she formed the first paint brush. With that she took the cosmic energy around her, and went away from her brethren as she began to paint and create a world on her canvas.

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>2971

The unending work must begin

First the sky needs stars to pull the realm from darkness

>>3012

I are bad at things her's muh stats

Name: Amun-Kon

Appearance: A Shining silver humanoid of indeterminate features who becomes less distinct the closer one looks

Domain/concept: The Astral Realm

Fluff: At first there was nothing and the gods viewed this and decided to build their realm, but Amun-Kon looked out and saw the emptiness of the universe and set out to weave his tapestry across the void for all to see

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>2951

>Name: Luoja

>Appearance: A tremendous planet made of fire, gears, and aetherial steel, from which all things are made. (also shown is their personification in the human realm)

>Domain/concept: Creation

>Fluff: As we have been created, so it is our purpose to create, and to create that which will itself create. The universe will be our masterpiece, with matter and energy our media.

1. From the pure energies and thoughts of this swirling maelstrom, forge atoms, from which all the rest of material existence can be built.

>>2987

Well met, brother. I will make this watch for you, on the condition that the atoms of the universe, the substance of the material world, will be beyond your fatal touch for as long as the watch is running. Do you agree?

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>3005

(Thanks)

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

1. "Darkness, So much Darkness. " Ignavitae muttered to himself. "I must Create more light, so that all may see.", he swiftly started work on creating A set of Giant semi-sentient Orbs of light.

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2971

>God name: La'rock Tah

> Appearance: Golden Lion

>Domain/concept: Control

>Fluff: La'rock Tah believes that each being should strive for absolute supremacy to exert power within their life and on the world around them

1: La'rock Tah gazes upon his realm and weeps for its emptiness. Thus a search for lesser begins to command has begun.

>>3011

Kurahaagoth, still writing out his symphony of ichor, appears before Hujeval. His singular large mouth smiles widely, his speech coming out in slow measured tones, as if tasting each syllable.

"He-llo sis-ter god-dess. Much work to be done. Do you de-light the eyes as I do the ears?"

>>3054

Hujeval, many arms still painting a golden world on her canvas of the universe, turns to her brother goddess silently. Despite having no mouth and little in the ways of a face, she speaks in a reverberating tone, as if speaking through a shaky film.

"Why yes I do brother, and I find almost just as much delight in your musical performances. Would you like to assist me in making a painting(world)that delights both the eyes and ears?"

>>3016

"I hold no jurisdiction over the substance of the universe, you may wish to ask our sister Lot for that. If I recall, energy or mass cannot be destroyed, just changed from one form to another.

…black holes seem to be an exception to this.

Regardless, I would be happy to agree to those terms. I must warn you though, it is easy for me to do this for atoms are not alive. Should I accept this, I must warn you not to give life to the fabric of reality. Not only would I have to act. . .that might have terrible repercussions beyond anything we might imagine."

>>3016

Óðirthel watches Luoja and the Accountant with hawkish intent from his sanctum in the Aether. "Interesting events, interesting. A story in the making with it's dialogue unknowable yet so well-heard. The atoms of the universe dancing with desire at the whims of the flame-bearer! Not a path with any weight. The threads weave and twist against it."

The translucent, disturbing figure's black eyes sparked with entertainment, shifting, blackened and skeletal fingers dancing. "But of course, the largest toys are no mere slave to the whims of my threads! Never them, the golden threads only suggestions… of course."

>>3109

Óðirthel shrugs, the movement almost unnoticeable in his perpetually-shifting body. "Or perhaps the storyteller knows not what he claims and merely makes up the story with it's electrons and synapses as he goes, eh? But either way, in the end…"

The eldritch figure's hollow eyes somehow twinkle and his almost-skeletal face curves a bit, a somewhat terrifying sight. "In the end, it is still his story to twist and know."

>>3111

"Of course. "

The Skeleton looks at the shifting form, his stiff and formal macabre body in stark contrast to the ever moving, altering form.

"Every story has a beginning, a middle, and an end. You are the beginning, the universe is the middle, and I the end of things."

The skeleton extends a bony hand.

"I look forward to working with you brother, if it pleases you, I would like that as you create the first page of every story, and man creates the chapters, I create the last page in my black book, and so the story of every life has completion."

>>3113

"I simply form what needs be formed. Others make the ends, the beginnings, the tragedy and comedy of the universe, all of it. Souls and hearts are yours to take away, fair brother, as they always have been. "

Óðirthel moves the other direction, fiddling with some object in his hands and leaving the skeletal frame behind him hanging. "I will mend and work on the strings for you. It is not an easy thing to speak of, exactly. I do not inspire the hero to greatness - I merely write his fate, and you describe his gory end to your own. I do not work with anyone on my work, and it would be ill-advised for you to view it. But naught will impede your noble task, I think."

Óðirthel smiles to himself, nodding under his shifting hood. "It is not a possible way. Mayhaps you will find a home soon to specification, though not intended for you. Speak to the bright-souled one if you wish to hear about it, or merely wait for it to be unveiled. You will find it to specification."

The shifting, black figure waves him away, screwing with the object intently. "Leave me, ender of all. There is much work to be done. So much work…"

>>3114

"Endless work, brother, endless. Fare thee well, I shall be there you need me."

>>3116

accepted, you get an action next turn.

>>3078

Kurahaagoth's fingers flexed, reaching down to pluck at the strings of a harp.

"A bea-u-ti-ful world? A mas-ter-piece of sound and sight? A won-drous goal. I shall help."

>>2975

First to act you send pure emotions out into the void. Although since they are the only thing in the void so far they hook onto nothing, coming together and turning into clouds of prismatic gas.

>>2977

A refuge for yourself is created within the Aether. You have near compelete control of everything in this refuge. You were not able to stop the sight of the other gods though.

>>2981

You fill the void with a multitude of metals, but they are off. You see that you made them in an impure form, in the form of ores. You realize it too late that you had filled the void with the impure mix of rock and metals of various sizes and shapes.

>>2984

You greet all the other gods, even though they have been aware of your presence the entire time.

>>2985

You try to create a perfect ball but thanks to the god of conflict's meddling the ball turns to dust and spreads through the void, forming grey dust clouds.

>>2986

You see the Aether, the godly realm. It is where you live. You also see the void. The material realm. This is where you can create freely without accidentally creating another god or worse.

>>2988

The only one you could truly meddle with was the ball the god of fate was creating and the god of music's music. You made it conflict with itself and turn to dust. As well the music became dissonant, spreading everything through the void randomly.

>>2989

(Post stats with your actions slut!)

You begin to create stars but due to an abrupt pull of divine energy as the god of light is born and the god of conflict messing with everyone the stars become unstable and become small peices of energy. Releasing only a tiny bit of light.

>>2990

You begin to play but with the god of conflict's meddling your music becomes dissonant. It drives all in the void to change position randomly, spreading out to fill the void.

>>3000

You create a book with near infinite pages to keep track of deaths. The pages are a deep black and the pen uses a shinning white ink. You get a rocord of the name and way of death, but the time seems to be messed up at the moment. You believe it might have something to do with the clock. It would help if you had something to test it.

+Death accounts

>>3001

You create a sand clock within the aether. When you turn it over the sand does not fall. You believe this is what happens when you do not link a clock to any time stream.

+Clock of time (Broken)

>>3011

You go in search of a good spot and begin painting a planet. It takes a bit of time as you must paint layer by layer. Adding caves and rocks. Lava and mountains. Soon you have a planet of rock and dirt.

>>3012

You begin spreading points of light throughout the void. They are farily dim but brighter than the balls of energy that the god of energy made.

>>3016

You begin to create atoms for the other gods to use but it seems that they care not. You begin to just assign atoms to their creations as they create.

>>3019

You create a pair of twin suns withing the void. They communicate with you in the form of thought every now and again, but it is an expression of how pretty the planet near them is.

>>3031

The only lesser beings you can find are the twin suns, which ignore your commands. You get the feeling that they don't even understand what you are saying to them.

Post!

>>3120

Created so far:

Within real space:

Gas clouds of emotion

Ores of various sizes

Dust of Fate

Small peices of energy

dual suns

a planet

dim stars

Within divine space:

Realm of protection goddess

Rolled 91 (1d100)

Name: Kurahaagoth

Appearance: An emaciated body from which sprout many arms, each playing a different instrument except for two which the body balances on. The head is bulbous and covered in ears, interrupted only by a vast mouth and a single eye.

Domain/concept: Music

Fluff: Kurahaagoth is a god of music, which is all he seemingly cares about. Almost every action he takes is dictated by what he thinks will make the best sound at that particular moment. Be it the tranquil burble of a bubbling brook, or the screams and clangs of a battlefield, he wishes only to follow his own whims.

1. With an annoyed glare in Astaramiel's general direction, Kurahaagoth tried to lend his abilities to Hejuval's planet. A steady rhythm on his drum for the planet's beating heart, a dull roar sung from his mouth, bringing forth the ocean waves. Sound and sight would come together, a beautiful collaboration between celestial artists.

>>3122

accepted you edgy mother fucker

>>2929

Name:Kros'vkar

Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

Domain/concept: Necromancy

Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

>>3125

accepted, just remember there are no living things right now.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>3127

>Name:Kros'vkar

>Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

>Domain/concept: Necromancy

>Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

1.No living things whatsoever why must there be no living things. Maybe something tiny will help me. Ahh a tiny piece of decaying atoms how must I resurrect them. I know necromancy helps all things.

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

1. A new Creation. Beings Of pure Light. Name Them Illumi.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

Abystarakus Is creating a….. what was it a demon? A being of darkness, hate and vice. I shall create a conflicting being to it. An hmmmm…… Angel! A being a light compassion and virtue, to always and ever be it's enemy. I shall name is Genesis.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3120

>Clovis

Name: Athamael

Appearance: Athamael currently has the appearance of a large floating sphere of unknown metal with a surface that shifts and changes.

Domain/concept: Metal

Fluff: Athamael, born of the Aether is the god of metal. It is a very simple god for now for it, along with creation, is extremely new. It currently has no voice and no gender and its only desire is simple to continue its existence.

1. Good enough. I can feel that my “brethren” are using metals in their creations… This is ridiculous that they would simply bypass me like this. I will deny the other gods their dominion over metal and create a “source” that is connected to my divinity. From it any god may summon or create metal by only when they commune with it.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Schutz

Appearance:

Pic related.

Domain/Concept: Refuge

Fluff:

Every god and being deserved to live. Deserved protection and love. Those who are hunted for who they are, those who are hunted because they are victims of conflict, will find a place in her heart.

Schutz is the goddess of Refuge and Protection. Though some may exist who deserve annihilation, many hold a truth of their own, a truth silenced by the victor.

But life is precious, no matter whether god or otherwise, she will harbor those in need and shield their lives with her own.

>Stuff:

+ The Refuge (Near Complete Control over this Area)

1. Well then, keep working on shielding the Refuge from the view of other gods. After all the aether wasn't built in a day.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>3120

>Name: Sota Vex

>Appearance: To those who walk the path of Revenge she appears a raven haired lithe figure, but to those who travel the path of Mercy she is a motherly kind figure that's very presence warms the soul.

>Domain/concept: Mercy

>Fluff: Sota Vex is the goddess of Mercy and Revenge, she teaches that those two roads are how one can clear their way to spiritual awakening and to find peace after a time of loss. If you choose mercy then you will receive your peace and will spend your day at her side in the after life, but if you choose revenge then you become a priest of her teachings spending your life and your unlife hunting those who wronged you and those who wronged others.

1:Create beings of vengeance, beings of pure emotion created with the purpose of helping those who have been wronged.

Rolled 57 (1d100)

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Name: Mr. Reaper, the Accountant.

Appearance: A Skeleton in a business suit

Domain/concept: Fatality

Fluff: Grimmoire D. Reaper, otherwise known as Mr. Reaper, runs his domain on a tightly nit schedule, like a business. Everyone must die at the exact time they are supposed, with exact amounts, on a schedule. Too many people die at once, you get extinct and then you lose funding. Too little people dying and you're wasting money on inefficiency. It is less about the aspect of dying, in so much as it is the inevitability of there being death, and in a timely manner.

Inventory:

Death Account (out of date)

1. Seems to be an error in schedule. I can't have my schedules messed up.

Assist the god of Time in figuring out the issue and fixing it

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Óðirthel

Appearance: A shifting figure that clouds his features, though generally appears to look something like a human in a black cloak in moments of stability, heart visible and beating in his translucent chest. More than a little disturbing for mortals to look at.

Domain/concept: Fate (?)

Fluff: Óðirthel is, contrary to his appearance, a shaper and creator of stories, life, heroes, and villains - one might even call him a fateweaver, if there was such a thing. Perhaps there is. Óðirthel came into creation with the singular purpose of unerring creation, and create he does. The stories he weaves and the races he creates may not understand him or his goals, but underneath the disturbing inhumanity of his existence, Óðirthel is a sympathetic being, even when the smile of his skeletal, shifting face can break the unsteeled minds he might form.

1. A fine dust of undiluted determination. A hazard, a danger. It will be worked around. Such is inevitable.The others create their beings now, of course, but all belong to me. A separate plane must be worked on, one pleasing the domains of the boned man and the bright soul. A realm to store the damnable and the admirable fates I weave when their tales are sealed by the destroyer of all. Nice and tidy and custom-tailored to the individual mortals inhabiting it, a closet for their souls, infinite in span. Having such fated souls close on hand is certainly useful in case I decide their thread has a place further down the grand tapestry, and looking upon my work… some will. Some will, indeed. Some things even the Destroyer cannot take, I think.

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Melsina/Meul/Mulsin, the Mariner

Appearance: Pic related, usually like a female merfolk

Domain/concept: Water

Fluff: One of the last gods to leave the Aether, Melsina was accompanied by the sound of rushing water. She saw a Parched, barren world. A universe in need of rain and river and ocean. As mighty as the roaring wave, and as forgiving, Melsina would shape this universe as the tide shapes the shore.

1 - Melsina looks upon a barren, dry planet, and frowns in displeasure. It's time to introduce this universe to a particularly pleasant combination of atoms - Water. An ocean to cover this world in a lovely sheen of blue.

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Amun-Kon

Appearance: A Shining silver humanoid of indeterminate features who becomes less distinct the closer one looks

Domain/concept: The Astral Realm

Fluff: At first there was nothing and the gods viewed this and decided to build their realm, but Amun-Kon looked out and saw the emptiness of the universe and set out to weave his tapestry across the void for all to see

My tapestry is laid and the first drops of paint are forming my great art

Now we need a focal point to be seen throughout the skies when the sun sets. Cold stone, mystical metals and founts of power must be drawn together for our sky needs a moon so majestic that even the other gods will speak of it's greatness

>>3171

EDIT: they're around Ignavitae's double sun.

>>3171

Of the planets, the innermost one will be covered in volcanos and lava, the next one out will be mostly tropical, with dense, steamy jungles, murky swamps, and shallow, warm oceans, with plenty of reefs, and deserts at the poles. The third one will be mostly temperate and open, with vast forests and grasslands. The fourth will be similar in climate, but much rockier, with mountains, deep valleys, and bracing fjords. The fifth one will have some tundra around the equator, tiaga above that, and massive icecaps at the poles. The sixth one will be a great gas giant, robed in violet, with dozens of moons, and the last one will be a a ball of rock, rich beyond all imagination in all sorts of minerals.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>3120

>God name: La'rock Tah

> Appearance: Golden Lion

>Domain/concept: Control

>Fluff: La'rock Tah believes that each being should strive for absolute supremacy to exert power within their life and on the world around them

1: Breath deep in the Aether, and with it craft a cackling hyena to serve me at all times.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>3120

Name: Deuduc

Appearance: Deuduc appears as a muscular, hairless man, with skin of marble, and armour of bronze. His helm has a red plume atop it, and he carries a spear. His voice carries over the vastness of the Aether, and he has a commanding presence.

Domain/Concept: God of leaders and heroes

(Please note: Not a leader of Gods)

Fluff: Like all gods, Deuduc was born of the roiling energies of the Aether. Upon the moment of his birth, he beheld a vision of mighty deeds and great empires. Knowing not whence these visions came, he took them as his identity, having nothing else to imitate. Before heroics, before heroes, there was Deuduc.

The lack of heroes and heroics disturbs Deuduc. There are no tales to be told, no leaders of men, or any organization to anything. Beasts have not come about, so none can be slain. The Aether is exploding with the ideas of these Gods, but none have yet yielded anything of much note.

Action: Seek out a challenge of some sort. One of creation, strength, wit or speed. Anything to begin the tales of Gods and Heroes.

>>3123

Your music becomes settles upon the planet, bringing the seas and wind.

>>3126

Right after your creation you try to create an underling. Lo and behold the first demon is born. It disregards most of your instructions.

>>3128

You raise some atoms from their 'death'. They don't seem to interact with anything and just bunch together forming some kind of liquid in space.

>>3129

You create a race from pure light. Only thing is that they have an inbred fear of the dark and hide between the twin suns. There are about a hundred in total.

>>3131

You begin to paint again, forming hills and canyons. You realize your mistake when you are done as the world is silent, you had blocked off all sound from the sea.

>>3133

You create an angel of compassion and light. You tell it of it's enemy but it seems to refuse to see anything as an enemy. You made a pacifist angel.

>>3134

Despite none of the gods using metal so far you make it harder for them to use metal.

>>3136

A little twist here, a little pull there, and done. Now, where did you put it?

>>3137

You take a bit of the gas of emotion and make it solid. It turns into somthing that looks like crystal with a red hue. Your vengance creations are made, and they can't hear you it seems.

>>3138

You go to help the god of time fix the flow of time

>>3139

You attempt to make an afterlife for those that die and do quite nicely. Those that have souls and die will go to an eternal darkness that will cause exrutiating pain for all eternaty. Perfect.

>>3134

You look again and it seems the god of music has already beat you to the creation of an ocean.

>>3142

You create a single moon around the world that the gods of art were working on. Unfortunatly due to a slip when the god of metal does not allow you to use metal the moon ends up molten, lava flowing all over the surface.

>>3171

You create seven more planets around the twin suns, the system now has eight in total. They are all barren. (That is all your gettin with one roll)

>>3284

You create a pet hyena, but it really does have the mind of an animal and can't do much.

>>3351

There really is a problem with this plan, as there really is nothing like that created yet, nor could you interact with if it did. You could always try and fight one of the other gods, or the hyena.

Post!

>>3589

Created so far

Within real space:

Gas clouds of emotion

Ores of various sizes

Dust of Fate

Small peices of energy

dual suns

a planet {Ocean}

7 planets

dim stars

Liquid undeath

100 Living Light

100 Vengance creations

Within divine space:

Realm of protection goddess (Lost horribly)

First Demon Destruction

First Angel Genesis

The Afterlife

Pet Godly Hyena

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>3589

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

Well that is disheartening, hopefully it'll understand it's purpose soon.

1. Set the Angel and Demon to be enemies, by trick or travail, if I can make the living lights and vengeance creations play along too, so much the better.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>3351

As Deuduc surveys the aether, he catches sight of the gods, all working seperately, without reason, rhyme or purpose. He shouts, attempting to make his voice ring out across the Aether:

"Gods! Brothers! Beings of the Aether! Come and assemble before me, and we shall hold council. Our goals should be harmonious, all striving to create perfection. Come, Children of Nothingness, come before me and witness one another in a Great Council.

>>3602

"I hear your call Brother, and it is a noble offer you propose. Exactly how would you align our goals?"

>>3607

"Well done Brother. Ah, truly though, can that which perfection a mortal be?

You understand that which lives must die, and it is my duty to ensure this. Are these men of yours living mortals or beyond the scope of death?"

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>3589

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

1. Do not fear the Dark my children. By my will your light Will Grow!

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>3607

Hujeval, noticing that Óðirthel is attempting to place something on her world, momentarily ceases her painting and stops him.

"Is there something you wish of me brother? Certainly you can ask me anything within reason."

>>3607

Hujeval, noticing that Óðirthel is attempting to place something on her world, momentarily ceases her painting and stops him.

"Is there something you wish of me brother?"

>>3602

Óðirthel slinks over to the meetingplace of the Gods in the infinite Aether, standing silent and shifting until the Accountant speaks to him.

>>3610

"Perfection? That they are not. Merely exceptionally skilled and well-made, to see what those without Godly minds might do with such gifts. And to see what legacy they leave behind."

Óðirthel smiles with his skeletal, translucent face. "They are mere mortals, but bound to the Aether for the present. When the time is right, they will be released from the sustenance and life for your reaping, but not for now. The creatures might have a timespan of…" The shifting frame looked to the side, seemingly thinking. "Twelve thousand years each, a flicker in your clock before they might be taken once give release from their immaterial bindings. Though some most exceptional souls may be required for usage, either from the End or plucked from Life. You will see when it is time."

>>3612

((The First men were placed on the barren world that was just given seeds and trees by Kurahaagoth, not your ocean world.))

>>3615

"I shall note it in my schedule brother. May your goals be achieved and your creation use the time given to them well."

>>3610

"You, my friend, who has come to this council first. You, who embodies the fate of all things that live, including these frail new creatures that our Brother has created. Have you anything to say at the time of this auspicious gathering?

>>3615

((Its not an ocean world, and we are working on the same world m8))

>>3602

Hujeval, annoyed at having to leave her wonderful art, comes over to her other sibling while idling making a world in her hands.

"You have called for me brother? What is it you wish to speak of?"

>>3621

(( >>3171 ))

(( It's Luoja's world.))

>>3602

Ignavitae, Clad in light, Soars to his fellow gods. Bringing with him A white hot light.

"Tell me, what is it you need Brother."

>>3622

((Right my bad))

>>3606

((So I was thinking the world wasnt changing in the sense that it ruined physical objects, but like stuff is moved not removed and destroyed. Also helps vary sound. What do you think? Also wanna discuss here or in chat?))

>>3621

I propose a masterpiece wrought of all of our skill. It shall not be made of purely visual and sensual things, but also of concept, emotions. Love, hate, ambition. We will all paint together.

>>3617

Great beast of the Aether, come and hold council with us. We discuss the fate of this canvas that we have laid out before us. What shall fill it and who shall do what. Everyone plays a part in this Great Creation, and everyone's opinion holds equal sway. So come, Brother, be with us.

>>3615

You, who I first met upon this plane of creation. These beings are masterpieces, surely without compare. Already, I see the potential for greatness in them all. Every one of them has the ability to do impressive things.

>>3623

We need nothing, yet I would have you come and break with us, for you seem wise, and all are welcome here. You carry with you a great thing, a piercing thing, it is harsh to look upon, yet holds a strange beauty. I think that this plane could have more of it.

>>3619

"I am a man of business, and believe that brevity is the soul of wit. Now, I ask again, what great things can we accomplish in this meeting?"

>>3626

"A collective work sounds noble indeed. But what could possibly accommodate and embody all of our, often conflicting, realms?"

>>3626

>>3627

Óðirthel just chuckles knowingly, staying utterly silent and generally being creepy.

>>3627

Brother, in the diversity of our creations, beauty shall be found. The contrast of concepts shall compliment one another. Darkness shall make light lighter, and death shall make life worth living.

>>3626

Interested, Hujeval molds a ball of shifting energy, respresenting thousands of aspect of color and life and yet maintaining its harmony.

"Like this but larger brother? Would you like me to be its shaper?"

>>3630

The black, skeletal figure in the background's translucent and fading face was near impossible to read, especially with his features so indistinguishable, but it seemed a mix of amused and sympathetic as the other God spoke. Óðirthel waited patiently for it's gaze to turn on him, rasping a simple "Elite is such a funny little word..."

>>3628

Death is as always, grinning and silent when not speaking in dulcet monotones.

>>3629

"Truly is this not the universe we are already naturally shaping?

Forgive me, I am simply confused as to the non-abstract meaning of what you propose.

What is it I can do to assist?"

>>3630

Deuduc simply sits, his chin upon his hand, waiting for someone to say something. He feels that he has had enough time in the spotlight, and that others should speak for or against this creature's proposal.

>>3632

Deuduc looks to his side at Hujeval and is taken aback at the beauty of what he sees. Surely, such radience would be the thing that brings life to this world.

"It is a beautiful thing that you have made, and for my part, I would have you be the one who crafts it."

>>3634

I move that we use the barren stones that are the work of the other gods to concentrate our essence and work upon. We would create a microcosm of the life that we live here, but more varied, and yet less chaotic than it is now. However, with this council, we are more organized. The purpose of these things that we would create would be to wonder us as we look upon them, seeing in them, a little of us all.

>>3634

And for your part, you would be the ender. When a place becomes cluttered, or when something has run its course, you shall send for them to be collected, and cast them into the abyss, so other things may grow.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>3589

Name: Amun-Kon

Appearance: A Shining silver humanoid of indeterminate features who becomes less distinct the closer one looks

Domain/concept: The Astral Realm

Fluff: At first there was nothing and the gods viewed this and decided to build their realm, but Amun-Kon looked out and saw the emptiness of the universe and set out to weave his tapestry across the void for all to see

Everyone seems to be making their own little followers well I'm making my own better one to assist me in my work.

I will create a mighty artisan to arrange the stars in the sky to my liking.

>>3638

>>3636

The skeleton ponders these words. Was not all the worlds in this universe as thus already?

But if this was to be the epitome of all of us. . .

"Very well, when this project shall commence, I shall contribute in the same manner as I always have."

>>3636

>>3641

Óðirthel mutters "The first, the second, the third, the last…" a couple times to himself, heart thumping against the thin barrier of his translucent chest cavity.

>>3642

Hujeval lays an hand on her brothers pale arm, attenpting to reach him.

"I am sorry brother, but please show me some of your own creations and art, merely a quick speedpaint for me to marvel. I would love to see what fate you weave."

>>3643

The shifting, black-cloaked figure recoils back with surprising speed, making a low rasp in his throat as he dodges.

"Do not touch. Not things for you to see. Not for anyone to see, besides two. And not supposed to be theirs regardless."

>>3645

"I would like to give that being Some Of my Light, If I may."

>>3646

"But of course brother. Just dont harm it."

>>3646

((Also join the chat Fenrir http://client00.chat.mibbit.com/?server=irc.mibbit.net&channel=#Nation ))

>>3645

Óðirthel's disturbing, raspy laugh came once again, his hollow eyes tracing the being with vested interest.

"A mockery of the Aetherdrawn, or one of the Bright-Souled one's interpretations, perhaps? State your intent for the confused face that stands before us now, before it's mortal eyes glaze in incomprehension. Merely because a string may be plucked at, does not require it to be…"

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3589

>Name:Kros'vkar

>Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

>Domain/concept: Necromancy

>Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

1.Have the Liquid Undeath consume some more deceased atoms and make them come alive

Rolled 100, 85 = 185 (2d100)

>>3589

Name: Athamael

Appearance: Athamael currently has the appearance of a large floating sphere of unknown metal with a surface that shifts and changes.

Domain/concept: Metal

Fluff: Athamael, born of the Aether is the god of metal. It is a very simple god for now for it, along with creation, is extremely new. It currently has no voice and no gender and its only desire is simple to continue its existence.

Good. Now no upstart gods may usurp my domain, but it is not enough. I need servants. The others gods are different from me, they take odd forms and converse using an odd tongue. It is lonely.

1. I shall create the wardens of steel. Beings similar to myself that shall serve me and my will for all eternity.

>>3669

The Skeleton cannot help but observe the sheer mastery of Aether as displayed by the Metallic one. The power seethed and reverberated throughout the void and cosmos as he forged new life.

"Bravo, brother, bravo!"

>>3670

Athamael can not quite understand the sounds being made by the thin one, but they appear to convey praise.

Athamael responds by shifting his surface to create an outline that mirrors the skeleton that then bows. Is this appropriate?

>>3671

The Skeleton Nods, grinning.

Well, as much as a skull can do anything but grin.

>>3658

Hujeval cocks her head at the Fateweaver.

"And why would its eyes glaze over when it is staring at the one who it represents? "

At that Hujeval puts the being in front of Fateweaver, and it flutters over to him.

>>3673

Óðirthel cocks his head as the creature flutters over to him, tracing it's (Her?) movements carefully and cautiously, directing his shifting figure forward.

"What do you intend by this, artist? How can a winged Arthrrdrawn represent the strings? You propose inverseness.."

>>3678

Hujeval shakes her head.

"Silly Fateweaver, only concerned with but a tiny aspect of the big picture. The entire universe is a canvas, and your strings only a fraction of a whole. This isnt supposed to represent the strings…its supposed to represent you!"

>>3679

"I am the strings and the strings are I. How does this being represent either or both? I see not the resemblance nor the caricature."

>>3680

Hujeval sighs, a mix between some odd sound and a womans voice.

"Fine then brother, you dont have to understand the beauty in this creation."

Hujeval then pushes the shy being gently over towards Fateweaver.

"But you must keep her, as a gift from me."

>>3685

Óðirthel rasps confusedly for a few moments, observing Hujeval's face carefully.

"I will find some use for this being. Perhaps you should consider more carefully who receives your charity in the future, grand artist…"

The fading, shifting frame moves back into the background, keeping his new companion close.

>>3752

replied to wrong one,

>>3589

>>3752

"Good tidings brother, I see you are making life and that is good.

Might I ask your input on my Clock of Ages? >>3649

Life ages and dies, as it the natural order, to be born again. And that which is not life does not die, but immortal lie"

>>3758

"What is life, but the infinitesimal particles of matter, organized by the immense codes within the heart of each being? And the particles shall not die, and the codes will be passed on from parent to child, forever–thus, in this way, the life I have created shall never die."

>>3759

"I do agree on some points, we live in an ultimately deterministic world governed by the motions of stars and electrons in their set orbits, determined to roam forever. But I'm afraid are not life in the literal sense that I must adhere to as my job description.

But the living, breathing, moving beings of the cosmos, from the microbes to the monstrosities, are alive. Passing on their genetic code, until such that their DNA has shortened out, their tissues worn down, and the body gives up the ghost. That's where I come in.

And from the decayed matter, new life arises, and I must cull that to make room for more. Until the stars themselves burn out.

Ah, I digress. I'm sure you would understand the need for my services on any realm that contains life."

*particles and atoms are not life in the literal sense

>>3760

"I am not concerned with your definitions of "life" and "death", however, if you wish to polish my creation to keep it clean and shiny, then you are free to do so."

>>3762

The skull grins at the joke.

"I think I shall simply monitor the situation before interfering. I'm not entirely sure if your creations constitute life or not at this time. I'll return if death is needed."

>>3589

>>Name: Sota Vex

>>Appearance: To those who walk the path of Revenge she appears a raven haired lithe figure, but to those who travel the path of Mercy she is a motherly kind figure that's very presence warms the soul.

>>Domain/concept: Mercy

>>Fluff: Sota Vex is the goddess of Mercy and Revenge, she teaches that those two roads are how one can clear their way to spiritual awakening and to find peace after a time of loss. If you choose mercy then you will receive your peace and will spend your day at her side in the after life, but if you choose revenge then you become a priest of her teachings spending your life and your unlife hunting those who wronged you and those who wronged others.

1: Sota Vox looks upon of Ooirthel's creation and feels they are to hollow, their bodies are perfect but minds are blank, Sota Vox breaths the breath of emotion into them in order to give them the gift of life.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>3769

dice

>>3769

>>3770

I see absolutely no way giving the perfect-bodied beings emotions and a sense of superiority before they are informed of any God other than the faintest notion of Odirthel could possibly go wrong.

WE'RE THE BEST GODS.

>>3780

Read the op!

>>3785

Good enough, remember you are in the aether, one of the newest gods, and you may post now.

>>3655

Orome, pls go.

>>3641

Deuduc is confused by the sudden appearance of these effigies.

>>3669

The god of Heroes peers towards the creations of Athamael.

"These are incredible, these men of Iron and Steel. Such creations shall surely never be matched in all of Eternity."

"I see that all of you have created beings, facsimiles or projections of yourselves. I may remind you all that there are places through the Aether that require more than life. They need the colours and sounds of the Artists, as well as the creations of the Weaver, the Forgemaster, and others. I can visualize reds, greens, blues and yellows, mixed and painted across the Aether. I can see colour in these dark places. And through the colour, a new sort of light springs. Most importantly, I see small groups of you beginning to work together. Only good can come of this."

With this, Deuduc sits in this councilplace, floating upon the air, but looking no less stately for it. His spear and shield are laid out before him as he watches the council continue to evolve. With all of these beings in such proximity, it is only a matter of time until similarities and differences create factions. They may not neccesarily fight one another, but there will be rivalries, and the competitive nature of such a thing could prove the catalyst for greater creation. Soon, the age of Heroes will be upon the Worlds of the Aether.

Upon watching the others for a while, Deuduc decides to infuse some of the creations of the others with his ambition, will to rule, and above all, desire for legends, and tales to tell.

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>3812

Nice rolling, m8.

Rolled 75, 46 = 121 (2d100)

>>3830

>>3595

You set the demon and angel against each other. It looked a lot like bullying until they start creating their own minions, even smaller than themselves. The demons seem to focus on attacking and the angels defending. This is also the first war in all the Aether.

>>3596

You make a gas giant in the system. The surface shifting in appearance and color constantly. There is even magic coming from it, weak but there.

>>3601

You fire a beam from a random part of space into the planet farthest from the sun. It creates a crater that fills with the demonic tar of the beam, black yet slightly glowing with energy, black blue fire along the top in some places.

>>3606

You begin to sing the description of all the life and spread it through the world. Soon plants and animals populate the world.

>>3607

You create the first men and put them on the planet of life. They are long lived and have powerful magic and bodies. They begin to hunt and gather soon after their creation. Soon after they get emotion and the Living Light play with a few of the tribes.

>>3611

At your urging your creations leave the twin suns and spread throughout creation, bringing light where they go. Some even go play with the first men on the planet.

>>3612

You create a being as black as the void. It looks a lot like you and the ability to move through space easily, as well as a direct connection to you. It is a little rebellious at times, but usually does as you say.

>>3649

You finally find out what was wrong the clock and begin to make it tick, and things begin to age. Every sand a life, a piece of time itself, and as the sand hits the bottom it gets closer to ending. When will it end? You don't know.

>>3663

You spread the Liquid Undeath out a bit, but it just creates more liquid undeath.

>>3669

You create the Wardens, they look like balls of liquid metal, changing their form as needed. You create more and more, until you have an army, totally loyal to you. Like angels or demons they will not be able to interact with the mortal realm until they have a body, but it will be easier for them to possess a body of metal.

>>3752

(You roll once and only once you little shit)

You help the god of music create life on his planet, as well as add a few that he left out such as bacteria and mold.

>>3770

You give the First men emotions and feelings, they express fear and surprise at the sudden appearance of the Living Light, joy and greed at the sight of deer they can hunt, and curiousity in all things.

>>3832

You create dragons on the only planet that has life, they make the creatures around them quake with fear and burn down forrests. They are smarter than most beasts, but only by a little, but their overall power makes up for it.

It does not take an action to send messages to mortal realm races but you must roll a d100 when you do. You may only do it once per turn.

>>3979

Gas clouds of emotion

Ores of various sizes

Dust of Fate

Small peices of energy

dual suns

a planet {Ocean, animals and plants, First men, Dragon}

6 planets {Barren rock, various sizes}

farthest planet {demonic tar}

Gas giant {magic core}

dim stars

Liquid undeath

100 Living Light

100 Vengance creations

100 First men

1 Constilation maker

50 Dragons

Within divine space:

Realm of protection goddess (Lost horribly)

First Demon Destruction and demon army (Fighting angels)

First Angel Genesis and angel army (Fighting demons)

The Afterlife (Shithole of eternal darkness and pain)

Pet Godly Hyena

Clock of Ages

Army of Wardens

POST

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3979

>Name:Kros'vkar

>Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

>Domain/concept: Necromancy

>Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

1.SEND THE LIQUID UNDEATH TO ONE DRAGON AND ANY OF THE DEAD ALONG THE WAY AND CREATE OUR FIRST NECROMANCER DRAGON

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>3979

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

Well that is disheartening, hopefully it'll understand it's purpose soon.

1. Take Some solar essence from the sun and light from Genesis, and Spread it among men. Make their light to oppose and conflict with Kros'vakr's shadow and death dragons. Start a conflict as in the aether as on Earth.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>3979

Name: Kurahaagoth

Appearance: An emaciated body from which sprout many arms, each playing a different instrument except for two which the body balances on. The head is bulbous and covered in ears, interrupted only by a vast mouth and a single eye.

Domain/concept: Music

Fluff: Kurahaagoth is a god of music, which is all he seemingly cares about. Almost every action he takes is dictated by what he thinks will make the best sound at that particular moment. Be it the tranquil burble of a bubbling brook, or the screams and clangs of a battlefield, he wishes only to follow his whims.

1. Kurahaagoth looks among these adorable little beings, seeking one among their number to sing the songs of life.

>>3983

I see you like conflict

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3979

Name: Athamael

Appearance: Athamael currently has the appearance of a large floating sphere of unknown metal with a surface that shifts and changes.

Domain/concept: Metal

Fluff: Athamael, born of the Aether is the god of metal. It is a very simple god for now for it, along with creation, is extremely new. It currently has no voice and no gender and its only desire is simple to continue its existence.

+ The Wardens of Metal

finally, being that I may converse with. It appears that some among them desire to see the mortal worlds one day, I shall be happy to oblige my progeny. To do so I should first fill the worlds with metal.

Athamael turns his attention upon the worlds created by his brethren. Athamael has created Metal before but most of it just floats through the space between the worlds, now Athamael shall create new metal directly on and inside of the planets. A large variety of metals with different properties and amounts shall be gifted to the mortal worlds. The Wardens eagerly help their Lord Athamael in this endeavor. Each of the Wardens shall create a unique metal to represent it while Athamael himself will create what will come to be known as the strongest steel.

While the Wardens creations are normally plentiful, the more unique or inherently powerful their metal is the scarcer it becomes. Despite some incredible creations by the Wardens Athamael’s strongest steel is by far the rarest of metals.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>3979

Deuduc attempts to plant a seed within the blood of the first men, giving some potential for greatness. True immortality may never be theirs, but longer life, strength of arms, the charisma of a leader, and the mind of a genius will all be embodied in one or two people each generation. Stories shall be told of them, and when they die, their legend shall live on. They shall slay great beasts, and conquer their neighbors.

Upon completing his task, Deuduc turns his gaze to the celestial war being fought by the Demons and Angels. He sees no heroes in the conflict, no true champions of the cause, but for the leaders who started it. He makes a not to bless them with greatness as well, once he has the chance.

>>3988

Post stats with your action you fuck!

>>3985

Astaramaiel chuckles "Yes brother I do, I do indeed. What fun, what joy, what progress can be made without conflict or competition? Surely you did not think you would gain dominion of mortals with one creation?"

>>3991

No I was going for the dead then rise them for undeath or new life as I call it. But I do have to agree with you. Maybe I want to create a undead abomination for you to try to rival.

>>3992

"I would welcome the challenge, and revel in he conflict" Astaramaiel has no face, but if he did it would be smiling, like something went exactly as planned.

>>3993

"So you meddle in the affairs of mortals too, I wonder which will take more strongly, your reed, or my light?:

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>3979

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

1. Now, I will Grant My Children Of light the ability To Create more of themselves.

>>3979

Deuduc speaks to the First Men, talking of the Creation of the worlds, and the First Council, as well as the War in Heaven that is raging, and urges them, as always, to deeds of heroism, calling for leaders and champions among these fair folk.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>4000

>400th post

>No dice to communicate

Probably time for sleep.

>>3600

You make currents. Yay.

>>4066

Yeah, that first action never happened

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>3979

>>Name: Sota Vex

>>Appearance: To those who walk the path of Revenge she appears a raven haired lithe figure, but to those who travel the path of Mercy she is a motherly kind figure that's very presence warms the soul.

>>Domain/concept: Mercy

>>Fluff: Sota Vex is the goddess of Mercy and Revenge, she teaches that those two roads are how one can clear their way to spiritual awakening and to find peace after a time of loss. If you choose mercy then you will receive your peace and will spend your day at her side in the after life, but if you choose revenge then you become a priest of her teachings spending your life and your unlife hunting those who wronged you and those who wronged others.

As she moves unseen by the first men Sota Vex gains a wicked grin. She floats next to a man an whispers the seeds of the first sin, she tries to convince him to kill one of his own.

>>3981

Sup bro, heard you was messing with my avatars

>>4090

Ah it's the god of pyres are you gonna to pay attention to your mortal pets or are you gonna to play with the deathless.

>>4095

If you want to grant my avatars domain over death, by all means do, but if you intend to kill them, I will chain you to the anvil of creation and hammer you into a decorative kiln

>>4100

I want to give your pets the primeval powers of necromancy nothing more nothing less

>>4074

"Excuse me Brother, but would you kindly put some water and merfolk on my world?"

>>4101

Then feel free to do so brother, perhaps we can work together more in the future, I would appreciate some forewarning nextime

>>4156

"And you brother are too small minded to know mine. Maybe you'll see in time"

>>3983

"I see you've Been stealing my light, Brother. Using It for your own Wicked Games. "

>>4179

"No I suppose you don't. More's the pity."

>>4184

"Wicked? Now why would giving the human a fighting chance with ability to counter Necromancy be wicked? Do you want the planets and races to be dominated by shadow? I mean Genesis was created based off of yours and mine forms, so she could contest and contain the first demon Destuction, which our bother made. Admittedly me reasons are my on, but I wicked I'd planting greed or murderous intent in their hearts like Abystarkus or Sota Vex. "

>>4199

"I suppose you are correct, brother. But you Intend to wage war and Destroy much."

>>4104

"If they are on your world, it is not by your leave but mine. They worship me, and no other. Understand?"

>>4205

"I do not care much for beauty, My light Is meant for all who seek shelter from the dark. Anything that attempts to Harm creatures of Light Will suffer dearly. It is true, however, that Light shines brighter In the dark; I understand that you wish to bring out the best in these creations, but I fear what will happen should they destroy each-other completely. After all, I'm sure we would both Rather have a Flawed Gem than No gem at all ."

>>4207

"I understand brother, do not fret. Your creations are yours, and as long as they sre the same they shall worship you alone."

>>4207

[creepy, foreboding laughter in distance]

>>4218

[Helpful simulation of a crash of thunder]

>>4220

[Paints out dramatic scene of mountains and crackling lightning]

>>4220

>>4222

>>4218

[Makes fire flash randomly]

>>4202

"I intend to make a struggle instead of letting Abystarkus claim dominion. Conflict was inevitable, just made sure it's balanced.

>>4218

>>4220

>>4222

>>4223

>>4226

"Well this is all very fascinating, but can you save the conflict for something worthwhile?"

>>4231

"Uh huh, suuuuuuuuure. If I had a face I'd be rolling my eyes right now. Let's face it you create Evil because you like too, I create conflict because I Am conflict. I just use it constructively. You haven't been doing the same."

>>4228

"Oi piss off mate, it's just a bit of banter!"

>>4234

"You're terrifying the little ones. Keep it down"

>>4228

Kurahaagoth rebelliously toots a kazoo in the god of Conflict's direction.

Ignavitae tries to blind the other Gods with a laser pointer.

Deuduc looks upon the other gods, seeing them working together, and observing the healthy competition that encourages self-betterment.

"If this same spirit enters their creations," he says to himself, "then great things shall surely happen. Already, the grand canvas is being painted. It is not a painting of stark contrast, separated by white, but one of blended colours, and whole-ness."

He smiles to himself. I should thank Hujeval for providing me with the opportunity to make these analogies.

>>4536

Hujeval smiles(?) at her brother. "Thank you brother, tell me would you like some of this that I made?" Hujeval produces a green substance and puts it in Deuduc's hand. "Just light some of it my brother, and take a good whiff."

>>4538

Truly, the corporeal representation of my will shall remain pure, brother. Unsullied by the smoke of this thing. Take it to Kurahaagoth, I am sure he will appreciate it more than I could. I apologize for my unwillingness, however.

>>4541

"None of us are prone to self destruction brother, and there is no evil that you haven't wrought of your own volition."

>>3981

You send some liquid undeath into the world which settles into black pools. Although it does not catch any dragons, due to the fact that being in the mere presence of it scares most living things and dragons are fast, it does catch some animal. The animals turn into undead when touched with the substance.

>>3983

You infuse the souls of all sentient living things with the power of light. When the first and second men learn to use this power they shall be able to fight the undead. You note that those that live near the undeath swamps do learn to use the light rather quickly.

>>3984

You note a single maiden singing while gathering herbs in a forest. You gift her inspiration for the song of life. As she begins to sing the forest begins to grow faster. Soon maiden begins being treated as a shaman or priestess to her tribe.

>>3987

As create your new metal you note that you Wardens try, but fail, to create any new types of metals but do sow the metals you made and some types of alloys throughout the worlds and take their propetries as their own. It seems that it will take the power of a god to make something completely new within the mortal world. You finish up creating your strongest steel, which is white and filled with divine power, and settle it throughout the worlds.

>>3988

You add the seeds of leadership and greatness to the souls of the first men. As they breed and spread you happilly note that some do become leaders, but they are not noteworthy of any legends. It seems that it may be a bit too early in the lives of these creatures for legends to show, as survival and a nomadic life are all they know.

You also speak to the 'shamans' of the first and second men after the god of fate of the happenings in the aether. They mostly get it, but the stories change by interpretation and how they have already begun to depict the gods.

>>3993

You add the seeds of greed to the souls of the first men. For some it means bigger hunts and for others the hoarding of food. For some it brings praise or death, and for others it brings a beating.

>>3994

You create the Qen upon the gas giant, with the innate magical ability to create buildings and objects from pure magic. As you create them many fall to their death before understanding their innate magic and those that are fast enough to create a platform below them begin to go hungry without any source of food.

>>3997

You change the genetics of many of the first men, changing them into the second men. They have shorter lives but breed faster than the first but otherwise have many of the same properties the gods added to the first.

You also try to speak to many they call 'shamans' through the first and second men abou their creation and the gods. Each interperet the vissions they see in different ways but each understand that there are gods and the gods created them. Many aspects of the gods change based on the shaman's interpretation and their depictions are never right and the names are even more wrong, but you know for a fact that it will not matter.

>>3998

You give the creatures of light the ability to breed but it is a long process and many just choose not to. They do not age and none have died yet so they see no real need to breed.

>>4066

You attempt to create a place in the Aether for yourself but it quickly falls appart back into the Aether. At least it is a better result than if it had become a god itself.

>>4074

You create the merfolk within the seas. They are strong and fast swimmers able to reside anywhere besides the greatest deeps of the ocean.

You message gets interpreted quite differently. Mostly because many of the men have never seen the ocean and don't know what it is. They do begin to bathe in local rivers and streams though.

>>4079

You create the auditors of death but you mess up on a key aspect. That is they are terrible book keepers. They are almost never on time, usually letting someone live through multiple near death situations because they were late. The mortals chock it up to luck or divine intervention for escaping the jaws of a tiger or a disease breaking when all had lost hope.

>>4083

You try to instigate a murder, but the tribe you attempted had already learned of greed and, as such, quickly beat the would be murderer and banished him. He soon died to a wolf attack.

>>4742

So far:

Within real space:

Gas clouds of emotion

Ores of various sizes

Dust of Fate

Small peices of energy

dual suns

a planet {Ocean, animals and plants, First men, Dragon, Undeath Swamps, Undead, metals, White steel, Second men, Merfolk}

6 planets {Barren rock, various sizes, metals, White steel}

farthest planet {demonic tar, metals, White steel}

Gas giant {magic core, Qen}

dim stars

Liquid undeath

110 Living Light

100 Vengance creations

Few tribes of First men

Few bands of Qen

Some tribes if Second men

Few bands of Merfolk

1 Constilation maker

50 Dragons

Powers of first men: Song of life, The Light

Within divine space:

Realm of protection goddess (Lost horribly)

First Demon Destruction and demon army (Fighting angels)

First Angel Genesis and angel army (Fighting demons)

The Afterlife (Shithole of eternal darkness and pain)

Pet Godly Hyena

Clock of Ages

Army of Wardens

100 Auditors of Fatality

All gods can now hear the prayers of first and second men directed to them. Usually asking for blessings or fearfully presenting offerings of meat for you to pass over them, depending on how they view your personality and what they associate with you.

POST!!!!

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>4743

>Name:Kros'vkar

>Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

>Domain/concept: Necromancy

>Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

1. Teach those that don't live near the swamp the art of necromancy the light can't reach them there so I'm might be safe for now

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>4742

Name: Hujeval

Appearance: A tall golden female-esque being, with dozens of arms that constantly create paintings or pictures or wield various objects

Domain/Concept: Art

Fluff: When the aether began to take shape Hujevala was born. She represents the color, life, and feelings behind things. For her the universe is a canvas, one where the rolling ocean is no different in beauty from the greatest wars. She can find the color and artistic value behind anything, and uses what she wants as her newest scene for a painting.

+Black Avatar

1. "Oh no what have I done! My babies are dying!" Hujeval paints a surface upon the magical gas giant, solidifying gas and magic that syncs to the Qen whereever they walk, making it so that they can step on gas and magic land shall appear beneath them. It covers the entire planet, an invisible see through land that can be looked through to see the swirling gas and energy below. The film has pockets that allow edible gas to flow, meaning the Qen can survive on the invisible landmass simply by breathing.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>4743

Name: Deuduc

Appearance: Deuduc appears as a muscular, hairless man, with skin of marble, and armour of bronze. His helm has a red plume atop it, and he carries a spear. His voice carries over the vastness of the Aether, and he has a commanding presence.

Domain/Concept: God of leaders and heroes

(Please note: Not a leader of Gods)

Fluff: Like all gods, Deuduc was born of the roiling energies of the Aether. Upon the moment of his birth, he beheld a vision of mighty deeds and great empires. Knowing not whence these visions came, he took them as his identity, having nothing else to imitate. Before heroics, before heroes, there was Deuduc.

Deuduc looks at the afterlife that his brother created.

"It is not a pleasant or fitting place for those who live noble lives. There should be another, one which those who live their lives well are destined for."

With this, Deuduc tries to shape some of the nothingness that is the Aether into a great hall, one of many mortal pleasures: Food, drink, comfort, and companionship shall all be found in this place. Its pillars shall be of marble, and its braziers shall burn bright. The tables will ever be laden, and banners shall hang everywhere. At the end of it all, shall be a throne of bronze, a seat for the God of Heroes.

1-2. Pour much effort into the creation of a great hall for the glorious dead.

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>4749

THE OTHER DIE, MORON.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>4742

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

1. Create an angel to lead those who cleave to greed and evil too closely back to the light, whether deceased or living. Name it Redemption.

>>4791

Edit: He didn't make them on Hejuval's world, he made them whatever world the 1st 2nd and 3rd men are on.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>4742

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

1: Forge a Sword Of Pure Light named "Lux Aeterna" and send it to the Mortal Realm. This Blade Will Only be wielded by The Just and Good.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

[Communication Roll]

Hujeval speaks to her children, the Qen, and dearly apologizes for their pain. She was so caught up in her art she never noticed that the oceans, mountains, and valleys on the planet had dissapeared instead of stayed floating. She cried aetheric tears and says that she loves them all.

>>4742

>>>Name: Sota Vex

>>>Appearance: To those who walk the path of Revenge she appears a raven haired lithe figure, but to those who travel the path of Mercy she is a motherly kind figure that's very presence warms the soul.

>>>Domain/concept: Mercy

>>>Fluff: Sota Vex is the goddess of Mercy and Revenge, she teaches that those two roads are how one can clear their way to spiritual awakening and to find peace after a time of loss. If you choose mercy then you will receive your peace and will spend your day at her side in the after life, but if you choose revenge then you become a priest of her teachings spending your life and your unlife hunting those who wronged you and those who wronged others.

1:Sota Vex moves her children of emotion to the land of the humans. She gifts her children with the ability to hear through the feelings of others, to feed off of those emotional spikes and to act as the personal shields of the human race.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>4875

dice

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>4747

[Action reroll]

Hujeval makes food rain from the sky for the Qen, enough to sustain them until she makes a true surface upon the world.

>>4745

You teach some men the art of necromancy, but since the god of death turned off death everyone forgets about it.

>>4748

You turn off death and suddenly everything fucks up. Mortals dont die even as they are torn apart or wither from old age. At first the mortals rejoice and then fear their eternal hell of pain without death.

>>4749

You create a hall but can't wrest control of souls from the afterlife already made.

>>4750

You find that mortals already have souls and were using fire before you were born in the aether.

>>4767

You find that all wardens actually chose a metal, either pure or some form of alloy. You do give a few that were left out permission to take the forms of alloys of White steel.

>>4769

You create the third men, short lived and brutish. Willing to fight whether your name is Zugzug or UghUgh. Well they would be short lived if the god of death didn't turn off death. They kind of started overrunning many tribes and displacing them.

Your vision is largely forgotten by the mortals as their ancestral homes are taken and they no longer die.

>>4770

You create the second demon lord, Relentless Torture. He takes one look at the afterlife and goes to sulk near the angel/demon war. Surprisingly fortifications have been made between them, the size of dollhouses to you.

>>4772

You create another Angel called Redemption. It just starts kicking a sulking demon lord, not really doing it's job.

>>4791

You create frogmen from the swamps. Thankfully not the swamps with the undead. They begin to sing their prayers, when they start to prey. Most of their prayers are asking any gods out there to end their hell, as death isn't working right now.

>>4862

You create a sword of light and throw it upon the highest mountain you can find in the world. It acts as a beacon for a group of weary second men, who lost their home to third men.

>>4870

You find that, no, those things were not passed up when life was made.

On the other hand in these perilous times many to run to the sea in the hopes of putting distance between themselves and the third men.

>>4875

You move the emotion beings to the world, but the are unsure how to protect people who can not die. They do feel that they can die fro starvation though, and feed off emotion and stick around sentients though.

>>4882

You make food rain from the sky and apologize to your creations. They stuff their faces as fast as they can, eating for the first time since their creation. Some do ration out the food though, as they have no way to get more without your grace. They begin to see you as a cruel and merceless godess, taunting them and their undying pain and hunger.

>>5496

Currently in creation

Within real space:

Gas clouds of emotion

Ores of various sizes

Dust of Fate

Small peices of energy

dual suns

a planet {Ocean, animals and plants, First men, Dragon, Undeath Swamps, Undead, metals, White steel, Second men, Merfolk, Third Men, Frogmen, Lux Aeterna (no wielder) }

6 planets {Barren rock, various sizes, metals, White steel}

farthest planet {demonic tar, metals, White steel}

Gas giant {magic core, Qen}

dim stars

Liquid undeath

110 Living Light

100 Vengance creations

Some tribes of First men

Few bands of Qen

Many tribes if Second men

Many bands of Merfolk

Many tribes of Thrid men

Few bands of Frogmen

1 Constilation maker

50 Dragons

Powers of first men: Song of life, The Light

Within divine space:

Realm of protection goddess (Lost horribly)

First Demon Destruction and demon army (Fighting angels)

First Angel Genesis and angel army (Fighting demons)

The Afterlife (Shithole of eternal darkness and pain)

Pet Godly Hyena

Clock of Ages

Army of Wardens

100 Auditors of Fatality

Hall of Glorious Dead (useless)

Relentless Torture (Demon, sulking)

Redemption (Angel, bullying RT)

POST

Rolled 28 (1d100)

Kurahaagoth shook his head, for he could not answer his children's pleas. Only one being could do so, if only he could get over his gross incompetence.

Kurahaagoth fled, unable to cover his many ears until he could only barely hear their prayers. Here he produced a clarinet and began to play, issuing forth a cloud of multi colored sand from within it. He would play his instrument until the sand formed itself into a planet, a vast multicolored desert in the void.

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>5496

Name: Astaramiel

Appearance: a 13 winged humanoid without face or gender, surrounded by a ring of sharpened silvers

Domain/concept: Conflict

Fluff: Astaramiel was born from the Aether, Looking upon the nebulous realm of existence. He could already see lines of battle and conflict being drawn and born well before anything actually existed outside his diverse siblings.

1.Remind Redemption of it's created purpose and tell it RT's purpose point out redemption could do so much better by doing it's job and rubbing it in Rt's face. Also maybe have some redeem souls help it out. Get this foolish child back onto the conflict I want, if only by degrees.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

Name: Hujeval

Appearance: A tall golden female-esque being, with dozens of arms that constantly create paintings or pictures or wield various objects

Domain/Concept: Art

Fluff: When the aether began to take shape Hujevala was born. She represents the color, life, and feelings behind things. For her the universe is a canvas, one where the rolling ocean is no different in beauty from the greatest wars. She can find the color and artistic value behind anything, and uses what she wants as her newest scene for a painting.

+Black Avatar

1. Hujeval is saddened by the fact her children are angry at her, and plans to relieve their problem. The first thing she does is add a number of permanent food sources to the gas giant below, not so much physical but magical nourishment that provides taste, smell, and nutrients as well as removes hunger due to providing everything needed.

Rolled 86, 12 = 98 (2d100)

>>5496

Name: Deuduc

Appearance: Deuduc appears as a muscular, hairless man, with skin of marble, and armour of bronze. His helm has a red plume atop it, and he carries a spear. His voice carries over the vastness of the Aether, and he has a commanding presence.

Domain/Concept: God of leaders and heroes

(Please note: Not a leader of Gods)

Fluff: Like all gods, Deuduc was born of the roiling energies of the Aether. Upon the moment of his birth, he beheld a vision of mighty deeds and great empires. Knowing not whence these visions came, he took them as his identity, having nothing else to imitate. Before heroics, before heroes, there was Deuduc.

"It is truly tragic that those who toiled in life must live in this realm of eternal torment that is the old afterlife. The good souls of the world shall go here. I must speak with The Reaper about this."

Deuduc treads through his empty hall, to the throne of the God of Leaders, where he sits and ponders on his next action.

1/2. "My brothers and sisters are all creating life. It is only fit that I should join them. I will craft beings pleasing to the eye, appearing as fair maidens to the First and Second Men. They shall be held aloft on wings, as birds are, and will wear armour of shimmering plates. Upon their brow will be a silver crown. They will be my messengers and my heralds. They will inspire deeds of heroism, and guide promising mortals on their journeys to self-betterment."

>>5496

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>>5536

Misslinked, Your result is the one I linked to Dara's

>>4750

You find that mortals already have souls and were using fire before you were born in the aether.

>>2929

Astaramiel's laughter is heard throughout all of creation.

"Wow brother, I have no words to describe how funny I find this."

Rolled 10, 65 = 75 (2d100)

>>5496

Name: Ignavitae

Appearance: Warrior Angel, Sometimes a Giant Dove.

Domain/concept: Light

Fluff: The Major God Of Light. Ignavitae acts As a beacon for the Other Gods. Bringing Light so they may See things hidden to them within the Darkness.

1."This is all well." Ignavitae mutters looking at the scene unfolding on the planets. Seeing all things his light touches. "Something Is missing. We build and break. But, we do not know why. These mortals must also ponder their existence. I will share with them my divine knowledge and Light, And those who accept this Gift shall be known as Sages. Those who have Foresight and Wisdom, the Seekers of Universal Truth. "

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>5497

Name: Signus

Appearance: See pic

Domain/concept: Fire

Fluff: In the nucleus of the divine energy, in the center of what would come to encompass existence, there arose a being of pure heat, Signus, to bathe this new-found existence in flame and light. To introduce disparity into this cold, grey unchanging world.

1. "oh bother, what to do now….. might as well join in the conflicts of my breathern with my own dragconic army, who will also be my messangers in the aetherial realm."

>>5548

The result was in your update too.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>5496

>Name:Kros'vkar

>Appearance: A Tattered corpse of the worlds living creatures stitched together into a abomination

>Domain/concept: Necromancy

>Fluff: Born as a concept of the undeath of living things all he is is a mindless beast or a deadly lichlike being

NO DEATH THIS MAKES ME MAD OH I KNOW WHAT TO DO I HAVE TO GIVE THE LIQUID UNDEATH A HUNGER FOR MEN AND ALL RACES JUST FOR THAT

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5496

Fill this in:

Name: Mr. Reaper, the Accountant.

Appearance: A Skeleton in a business suit

Domain/concept: Fatality

Fluff: Grimmoire D. Reaper, otherwise known as Mr. Reaper, runs his domain on a tightly nit schedule, like a business. Everyone must die at the exact time they are supposed, with exact amounts, on a schedule. Too many people die at once, you get extinct and then you lose funding. Too little people dying and you're wasting money on inefficiency. It is less about the aspect of dying, in so much as it is the inevitability of there being death, and in a timely manner.

Inventory:

Death Account

Clock of Ages

Servants:

100 Auditors of Fatality

1. "You see what happens."

"This is what happens."

"You see what happens when you don't do your jobs?"

Let my Auditor's hear the wails and cries and prayers of endless races without Death in unliving hell, and make them feel every bit of pain and horror.

Then teach them how to do their jobs properly, I didn't make them to be lazy or to make mistakes. I made them to be the exact opposite, beings who couldn't feel right unless every detail was meticulously accounted for, every death in its correct place by the second.

I will retrain them.

Rolled 75, 28 = 103 (2d100)

>>5496

Name: Óðirthel

Appearance: A shifting figure that clouds his features, though generally appears to look something like a human in a black cloak in moments of stability, heart visible and beating in his translucent chest. More than a little disturbing for mortals to look at.

Domain/concept: Creation, shaping, heroweaving

Fluff: Óðirthel is, contrary to his appearance, a shaper and creator of stories, life, heroes, and villains - one might even call him a fateweaver, if there was such a thing. Perhaps there is. Óðirthel came into creation with the singular purpose of unerring creation, and create he does. The stories he weaves and the races he creates may not understand him or his goals, but underneath the disturbing inhumanity of his existence, Óðirthel is a sympathetic being, even when the smile of his skeletal, shifting face can break the unsteeled minds he might form.

1. Ah, the accountant and his ways. Assist him in the culling of some of the Third Men and Merfolk, those unintended to live for the centuries they have.

COMMUNICATION - Continued encouragement as before to 1st/2nd men.

>>2949

Cuck faggot.