Mythicality: started/closed

[The Tommunist]

The God of Energy descended upon Anor, his presence heralded by thunderclouds and static flashes. He felt that he was not alone on this world-- indeed, as Mek analyzed the ebb and flow of the planet's energies he recognized several powerful signatures. He would claim a land away from them all-- the storm rolled across the sky and settled at the southernmost point on the globe. He found the amplitude of Anor's magnetism quite comforting and sensed that the mineral wealth beneath the frozen soil was vast and untapped, and so determined to make this place his domain.

Below, the hardy snow-people of the southern pole observed a miraculous display-- the dark, cloudy firmament danced with crackling energy. Arcs of white lightning appeared like fissures in the dome of reality, and it seemed that, at the eye of this swirling storm, a blue star was forming. The star bulged and coalesced, drawing the lightning into its core. With a final, thunderous clap the clouds dispersed-- the orb of energy fell and struck the ground, plowing deep through layers of ice and rock and shaking the land, causing mountains to crumble. For a brief time there was chaos-- the isolated and sparsely populated villages in the deep mountains suffered avalanches and rock slides, yet when the land settled and the people calmed there was stillness and silence.

Mek was pleased-- he sat now at the heart of a great crater, floating above a lake of molten minerals, rocks and metals. Dimly, he was aware that tiny lifeforms were gathering around his Great Forge-- the curious native mortals who dwelt in the frozen mountains.

"Followers..." considered the God of Energy. He was not concerned with controlling or subjugating this population, but thought that a mutually beneficial relationship could be established. "They are few who survive in this harsh land... yet their wills must be strong. When many of them have gathered, I will raise a temple-- a tower to serve as a battery for my latent energies. I will begin a revolution for these cold, desperate people." For the moment, however, Mek rested and waited.

dozens of men came to the edge of the crater, and began to settle there. They now lived there for the heat and their now god. 3 villages sprung up around the massive crater, and hundreds of people lived there,making the best out of the harsh climate.They hunted the animals of the forest, and killing the fish and seals in the sea.

a small number begin to experiment with taking the molten metals of the crater and fashioning them into weapons and tools.

A great mason came about in the Norn, as these villagers called them selves, he began to experiment with stone, picked from the side of mountains with these new metal tools, and soon your villages are made of stone, with walls around them.

But all is not well, many of the tribesmen of the most southern villages reject you as a deamon. the tribesmen and villages that worship you become outcasts, and there is some raiding between these two groups.

 

[Zirat]

After some time spent on this world The Heirophant began to sense the prescence of other celestial beings simmilar to himself. Protective of his new people He appeared in the middle of the town and deliered another message. "I have now become aware of the prescence of other beings similar to me on this world. Taking responsibility as you God I shall offer some form of protection" a harsh light envelops a area on a nearby mountainface above the small shrine erected in his honor, and when it faded their remained a imprint of his symbol. "Hear my, this is my holy symbol, place this on the hides of the prey you have hunted and secure them to poles. Place them around your territory and should any force from the other gods pass by them I will become immediatley aware of their prescence and we shall have ample time to deal with them." Having said his fill The Heirophant once again vanished from the attentive crowd.

 

[The Tommunist]

After some time spent on this world The Heirophant began to sense the prescence of other celestial beings simmilar to himself. Protective of his new people He appeared in the middle of the town and deliered another message. "I have now become aware of the prescence of other beings similar to me on this world. Taking responsibility as you God I shall offer some form of protection" a harsh light envelops a area on a nearby mountainface above the small shrine erected in his honor, and when it faded their remained a imprint of his symbol. "Hear my, this is my holy symbol, place this on the hides of the prey you have hunted and secure them to poles. Place them around your territory and should any force from the other gods pass by them I will become immediatley aware of their prescence and we shall have ample time to deal with them." Having said his fill The Heirophant once again vanished from the attentive crowd.

-One SP taken away. your now on 5 i believe.

The villagers take this an an oppitunity to begin hunting down wolves who have been in the local area, they start huge fires at the edge of one of the huge forests at the base of the mountain, and wait for animals to be flushed out.

OCC: I'll wait for Arkhangelsk to respond, because this concerns him to some extent. Also thanks for the bold!

 

[Zirat]

Spoiler: OOC

Yeah, Bold is great for God-Speak and would probably make it easier to sort out the important bits.

 

[Walk227]

As the other Gods found tribes to worship them the Father of the Desert slowly began to change the land replacing trees and grass with rock and sand. Soon his work was finished and he wandered his desert protecting his creatures from the various tribes that surrounded them. He soon realized that he would have to gain worshippers if he was to protect his creatures.

He started to appear to the tribes and preformed small miracles to try and gain their praise. As he tried to get the tribes to worship him he began to start sandstorms around the edges of the desert to try scare off those that would harm his creatures.

Spoiler: OOC

I don't know if the desert thing is ok but I did say that the desert would follow him.

 

[The Tommunist]

As the other Gods found tribes to worship them the Father of the Desert slowly began to change the land replacing trees and grass with rock and sand. Soon his work was finished and he wandered his desert protecting his creatures from the various tribes that surrounded them. He soon realized that he would have to gain worshippers if he was to protect his creatures.

He started to appear to the tribes and preformed small miracles to try and gain their praise. As he tried to get the tribes to worship him he began to start sandstorms around the edges of the desert to try scare off those that would harm his creatures.

The tribes are amazed by the acts and miracles. Many of the deep desert tribes begin to follow you, taking up the mantle of the Jaweh tribes. they live a nomadic lives, moving from water hole to water hole, using their camels as mounts. the outer desert becomes deserted, as men and animals flee from the encroaching desert and the sandstorms

 

[FancyfulFanta]

Here, I finished it...
Name: ?The Muse? or ?The Sound?
Image:

Symbol:

Description: The Muse is inspiration embodied and thus her appearance often changes depending on whom is watching her, being anything from a bird in a tree to a mighty dragon at times. However, this is only an appearance when one person is watching and actually takes the form of a young, fair skinned human woman, or sometimes a child, always bare footed with changing hair colour. The Sound?s eyes, not matter how she is seen, are always completely white and do not seem to actually be in use. Her voice is quite literally music and is incapable of saying a single word.

Personality: Forever youthful, The Muse is normally playful and frivolous, seemingly without a care or a worry or a duty in the universe as she dances through it, childish. She is obsessed completely and utterly with music, which she finds in every corner of existence, and is protective of this existence so as to prevent the universal song from ending but only seeks to Sheppard it. Many view The Sound as mad for her actions, sowing chaos and beauty but she simply views the world differently, relying completely on sound, and is very impatient. Silence (inexistence) is the only thing that truly scares this being but finds no true evil, aside from this, to exist and is very kind unless angered.

Backstory: The Muse is not a god as some would believe but the universe, or at least its embodiment, a living concept. She was the first particle of matter in the universe; kick-starting reality and helping it grow, every movement creating noise. She of course eventually met her opposite, The Hush, they were beginning and end. They knew the truth of each other?s existence and their true names, forever working against eachother.
Aspects -
Ultimate Aspect, Music- This being is music embodied and thus has complete control over it, like a conductor to an orchestra. It follows her everywhere and is the only sound she can make, her song so beautiful it has been known to create physical objects in the universe.
Aspect, Sound- Her this being the entire universe is beautiful sound which she can hear in its entirety all the time, hearing well above that of any other being. She can actually ?hear? colour, gravity, electricity; everything. Of course, it is overwhelming and sometimes misses things, meaning she can be snuck up on, schemed against, ectera?
Aspect, Thought- As her name suggests, Muse inspires creatures and, specifically, their thoughts and theories to bloom. Like thought itself she is incredibly fast and has few restrictions on her movements though it is not impossible to stop her.
Traits - Inspiration: Music follows The Sound wherever she goes and her presence inspires artists to create, birds to sing and flowers to bloom. Anyone near her thinks more clearly and with fewer restrictions on their minds.
Personae - The Cosmic Artist: She will do anything to make art and music, even if it may seem malevolent, and is a patron of all artists and free-thinkers.
Flaws - Blindness: The Sound s complete dependant on, well? Sound. As such her other senses, save touch, do not function and where she rendered unable to hear she would be severely disabled and weak.
White Noise: The unceasing sound of the universe, though beautiful, is very distracting and means she finds it hard to concentrate on any one thing for too long. Her obsession with music also means that she can be almost controlled by it, anyone with enough skill able to use her.
Voiceless: She cannot speak to anyone directly and relies on others to communicate with them, making her message highly susceptible to opinion.
Nemesis: The Hush- If The Sound is existence then The Hush is nothingness. He, like Muse, hears the universe but to him it is not a symphony but a screech, ever grinding at his being. It causes him such agony that he seeks to silence the universe, just to make it stop. In the beginning there was nothing, silence and it gave him peace but then The Muse came, the universe?s sound embodied and the pain began. He seeks to destroy her along with existence. The Hush takes the form of a black hole, eating everything and is any void or absence.

 

[The Tommunist]

snip for the snip god.

Will put in OP. Now begin ROLE PLAYING.

*froths at the mouth*

 

[brunt32]

Spoiler: OCC

-Snip- To get your attention

I've changed my post from eariler, So it doesnt good mode.

 

[The Tommunist]

Brunt in the newly given land knew what to do.

Brunt changed form of to what represented this people but showing himself as a god like being; Brunt found a tribe which he attempted to enter and become there leader by using his knowledge to teach them how to be civilize.

Brunt knew that he had to earn the trust of the people before he could ever become there God and when they so believe into the God he will be able to control there weak minds.

Spoiler: OCC (New post new OCC)

I've changed it for you, I think this is what you wanted you can write the outcome now.

OCC: thanks man.

The people are amazed by the almost perfect being that comes before them. many people crowd around you.

suddenly a huge man came forwards.

"I am thugga. these are my people, my tribe. I do not know who you are. leave now or fight me"

 

[FancyfulFanta]

OCC: *whimpers* DON'T HURT ME!! *runs* Ahem...
The Muse was curled in a ball at the centre of the new world which so many gods had sought to claim, she seemed to be weeping. She had met her opposite, The Hush, not long before and too soon after her creation. He was after her and the universe, a being of pain and rage. Soon, however, she was able to compose herself and the sound of the world reassured her with its building beauty, the being could hear the new people building to please their gods. The sound was muffled from her vantage point and so she crawled through the crust and emerged in a forest, flowers blooming by her. The Sound laughed, though this laughter sounded to others like a tambourine, and sought to bring music into the world. She called a bird to her and taught it to sing, the first song bird which would teach others of its kind.

Pleased, the god-like being ran through the forest until she heard the sound civilization, whispers told her it was guiding by one known as The Heirophant. Happy not to be alone she ran this place, ignoring the warnings his people had left and ran skipped through their village. The Muse danced, by herself and with the humans, sung like a violin and gave them what she heard they seemed to lack: Music and art. Balancing a top a wall she drew her symbol on a wall, winked to a passerby and ran out, waiting for The Heirophant to appear.

 

[Dommius]

EDIT

Spoiler: Crap too late

Haha damn too too long to write my guy up, oh well. you guys have fun =D

 

[brunt32]

Brunt looks at the man who shows him no respect. Brunt not wanting to slaughter the man as this could make the other scared of him and more likly move to a other god. So instead he uses his ultimate aspect. Brunt attempts to use his [/b]Madness on Thugga, to try and make Thugga know that Brunt is not a threat but a man to be look upon and learned upon.

 

[Zirat]

Spoiler: OOC

moved down

 

[The Tommunist]

OCC: *whimpers* DON'T HURT ME!! *runs* Ahem...
The Muse was curled in a ball at the centre of the new world which so many gods had sought to claim, she seemed to be weeping. She had met her opposite, The Hush, not long before and too soon after her creation. He was after her and the universe, a being of pain and rage. Soon, however, she was able to compose herself and the sound of the world reassured her with its building beauty, the being could hear the new people building to please their gods. The sound was muffled from her vantage point and so she crawled through the crust and emerged in a forest, flowers blooming by her. The Sound laughed, though this laughter sounded to others like a tambourine, and sought to bring music into the world. She called a bird to her and taught it to sing, the first song bird which would teach others of its kind.

Pleased, the god-like being ran through the forest until she heard the sound civilization, whispers told her it was guiding by one known as The Heirophant. Happy not to be alone she ran this place, ignoring the warnings his people had left and ran skipped through their village. The Muse danced, by herself and with the humans, sung like a violin and gave them what she saw they seemed to lack: Music and art. Balancing a top a wall she drew her symbol on a wall, winked to a passerby and ran out, waiting for The Heirophant to appear.

The people not out hunting the wolves, the women and children, run out on to the street. they are overcome by your power, and begin to sing and clap in the streets.

Brunt looks at the man who shows him no respect. Brunt not wanting to slaughter the man as this could make the other scared of him and more likly move to a other god. So instead he uses his ultimate aspect. Brunt attempts to use his [/b]Madness on Thugga, to try and make Thugga know that Brunt is not a threat but a man to be look upon and learned upon.

Thugga begins to froth, his eyes bulge, and he begins to laugh, his whole demeanor has changed, his whole personality.
"Come in my friend" he yells, hugging you tight, before showing you into the small village square.

 

[Walk227]

As the Jaweh tribes moved deeper into the desert the Father of the Desert gave them their first laws "[sub]You must only eat the creatures that you tame all others are mine. The plants of the desert are yours to take. The desert is our home you must protect it with your life. Do not harm what another man owns. Seek shelter from the Sun's flame at my oasis's. The desert is unforgiving you must live with others in order to survive.[/sub]

 

[brunt32]

Brunt success with the man allowed him to be aparty of this community after being show around Brunt started to preech to the people telling them how he can improve there lifes.

He gave them ideas of improvments into there community, Economics was the main idea he tried to gave and told them how they could create a currency to help trading within there town. After talking about Economics he continued to talk about expansion of the small tribe to connect with other's to create a town.

 

[Zirat]

The Hierophant, noting the new prescence felt fear, but it quickly turned to rage as someone ignored his warnings, he appeared suddenly before this newcomer in a blinding light "You, who have ignored my warnings and trespassed upon my land, I demand to know who you are and why you are here!" he says in a calm, yet strained, voice

 

[Dommius]

<spoiler=OOC> Well apparently I managed to squeeze my way in somehow. *whew*

<spoiler=My character sheet>
Name: Hices, the Dark One

Description: A being capable of changing forms to that which opponents dread most. Usually he is seen as a robed being with skeletal armour plating and blazing blue eyes which glare out from behind an empty skull. Darkness wraps around him tightly as he moves.

Symbol:

Backstory: Throughout the ages there is death; it is inevitable, part of the endless cycle. Hices understands this and thrives upon it. Souls are his puppets and as they leave their mortal coils does Hices truly gain control of them. He has lived countless ages, though living is not an accurate term. For one so fixated on death he became death itself. The force that brought him to this world was not only of seeking a new land to twist to his own darkness, he was forced to flee. After a bitter war on his last world his nemesis, Savandrys, defeated his forces and forced him away. He now seeks to rebuild the army that he lost, and take revenge on his most hated foe.

Personality: Hices is cold and uninterested in most things; seeking only to further himself and his plans on this world. However, if he finds those who are of use to him he changes radically. He becomes far more co-operative with the hopes that this being will be able to help him finally destroy Savandrys.

Ultimate Aspect: Death. Hices has complete control over the dead and souls of those who have passed on. This allows him to raise grotesque armies of undead abominations to crush his foes. This power power however is tied to the amount of souls he's drained and the dead in the area. For example, raising the dead in a gravyard is simple, but creating undead creatures from nothing requires a significant amount of energy.

Aspect: Shadow Magic. Hices can manipulate the darkness into such forms that are capable of harming or immobilizing his foes with terror. He can also create darkness provided there is no direct sunlight. Usually this trick is used for merely scaring opponent or blinding them in darkness, but when forced to he can concentrate his power into a powerful shadowblast severely harming a foe, the downside is this power takes time to recharge, and uses up most of the shadows and negative energy in the area.

Aspect: Drain Life. Hices can drain the life of his foes to bolster his allies and act as energy for some of His other powers.

Trait: Corrupting Aura. Hices has a digusting aura of death which sorrounds him at all times. Living plants wither and die near him and beings that get to close become weakened and feel ill.

Flaw: Driven by rage. Hices is so fixated on destroying savandrys that sometimes it causes him to be blinded by rage, when something that reminds him of her, or her angelic minions appears there is a chance his focus on other things will be broken. That is not to say he attacks the object but merely that other things may slip his mind, leaving him open.

Nemisis: Savandrys, the Healer. Savandrys is a God of life. Her form is that of a beautiful youthful woman. She treats he followers with respect and charges into battle alongside them keeping them fighting and easing them into the next world if they fall. When needed she can sprout angelic wings of golden energy and her eye?s glow with a divine radiance.


Hices loomed above the planet. Something was very off. There were many others here with him. This did not bode well but he had to make due, he was still on the run after all. He searched around for a suitable place to call his own eventually deciding on a section of forest. There he began searching the people of this land. So that he may visit their dreams and make them his own. One way or another.

 

[The Tommunist]

As the Jaweh tribes moved deeper into the desert the Father of the Desert gave them their first laws "[sub]You must only eat the creatures that you tame all others are mine. The plants of the desert are yours to take. The desert is our home you must protect it with your life. Do not harm what another man owns. Seek shelter from the Sun's flame at my oasis's. The desert is unforgiving you must live with others in order to survive.[/sub]

after a while there are two factions within the Jaweh. the iniothia-jaweh live in the deep desert, following a strict interpretation of your law. From them come the sand-druids, those religious priests. the Skenithi-jaweh follow a more liberal interpretation of your law. they move to the mid desert, and there they build a city of out of sandstone, on the banks of the river Hersia. the elect a god-king, the brave Pashah jish, who they see as the avatar of your will. they raid the outskirts of the desert, capturing and enslaving those few tribes who still live there and do not follow your rule.

Brunt success with the man allowed him to be aparty of this community after being show around Brunt started to preech to the people telling them how he can improve there lifes.

He gave them ideas of improvments into there community, Economics was the main idea he tried to gave and told them how they could create a currency to help trading within there town. After talking about Economics he continued to talk about expansion of the small tribe to connect with other's to create a town.

Thugga grows powerful with your help. he begins the use of currency when he takes the mines of peron from the more powerful tribe of the ughel. he makes alliances with other tribes, and in a great battle at the foot of a mountain, they destroy the ughel. in the wake of this, they create the town of Unhel, on a hill over looking the river of maror.