[OOC] Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

[Raineh Daze]

I'm here, just trying to find an appearance. Hmm...

[Darkness Is Me]

Lady Loct

Name: Lady Loct
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Personality: The scary one, The Lady of Fear and mental suffering , is a cold and ruthless woman who has a childish streak when it comes to harming others through their own fears. It is often said she comes in the form of whatever you fear, her voice is almost serpent-like and her dangerous lethal determination is to get everyone to see their darkest and deepest fears. She is able to detect if you try and lie about it and only to cause you more suffering. While many believe she is evil some have learned that she truly is the goddess of overcoming your greatest fears.

Domain: Fear and Mental Suffering

Abilities:

- Fear Inducement - Looking at her eyes or being close to her can cause the feeling of great fear or the need to flee away from her

- Emotional Blocking - Can block out peoples emotions from themselves able to really get to only the true emotion of true terror

- Teleportation - can teleport and travel through peoples minds

- Omni Fear KNowing- Knows everyone is afraid of something, and lying about it only gets you into hotter water with her, able to see through people's eyes and souls and get down into their core where all fear hides.

- Mental Pain - Can cause mental suffering to those that wrong her or Angerer her, often from headaches to actually feeling like your mind is on fire that could stay around for at least a day or so.

Brief Backstory: Lady Loct was once a whisper in someone's mind that had manifested into something horrifying. When the last gods had died the fear that arose from it gave way to the birth of Lady Loct. While she isn't intimidating at first glance if you look into her eyes and see through her horrors she can certainly give you a run for your money. Many gods and Goddesses were known of her but stay wary of her knowing how ruthless she can be if they stare at her for too long. Lady Loct has been around for many years, but only growing stronger, many believe as long as fear lives....so shall Lady Loct.

Tell me if I need to change anything I am happy to do so :)

[ERode]

@ActRaiserTheReturned
Basically, you want to look for a God that has a relatively restrictive domain. A God of Magic or a God of Souls would either be too broken or too weak for the setting, which is more like a sci-fi post-apocalypse. Think of the God of Fire, who embodies a very destructive and specific element: the manipulation of souls or the ability to freely cast/create magic absolutely shits on that, both in terms of destructive capability and in terms of versatility. Find yourself a more specific niche, one rooted in either an aspect of nature or a human activity, and try to build off that instead.

Also, Vita’s ostensibly an anime RPer, so they probably want anime aesthetics. That may help guide your thought process too.

And I’ll probably be joining as a Deity of Sex and DrugsPleasure and Intoxication, if I get to making a sheet.

[VitaVitaAR]

@ERode: Thank you, this is what I was attempting to get across.

Anyway, I'll be looking over other stuff shortly.

[Cyberpunk Vamp]

The Starlight God

Name: Maylow

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Personality: Maylow is a stern god of the Night, Well he always acts stern nonetheless. But deep down there is a bitter-sweet loneliness the night brings to him when all vanish and huddle to keep safe. Maylow is often found alone and wandering as the night follows his path as his shadows curl across the lands as he walks. Maylow seems to almost be mute to many as he speaks very little but his eyes could tell you a whole eons worth of stories if you sat by him and talked. Maylow is aware that many rush home during the night and many fear what the darkness can bring but he promises no harm under his hands. While he commands the change of night and day, he also controls the aspects of the stars and the shimmer they give to the planet to light the way for anyone seeking shelter. He is a very merciful god rarely causing anyone harm but the night can also hold the dangers of those that manage to touch him the wrong way.

Domain: The Lord of The Night

Abilities:

Night Indeucment - Where ever he walks or travels the night follows him, casting over the lands the darkness that many fear. Though too with the darkness and shadows give way to sparkles of the stars and mysteries of space as well.

Star Light - Can summon a glow around him much like a star to guide travelers to a safe place in the darkness

Darkness Control - Summon and control darkness, often used to just teleport or defend himself or attack humans that anger him.

Brief Backstory: Maylow watched the earth spin for many generations, his shadows traveling with him when the night had to be placed in any country or city. His shadows and his myths often cast fear to many that the nighttime can only bring problems for those that seek shelter from the man that brings in the darkness. Maylow has often never harmed many humans or gods or goddesses as many seem to understand his place in the world and often leave him to his own devices. But that doesn't mean that Maylow by any means is a safe person all the time. There was one human that pissed him off so badly that they found the man's carcass the next day shredded by shadows and only thing that was left was a small black feather with starlight on it, a symbol of Maylows anger. Maylow is often just alone and wandering wherever the night is needed or traveling with himself in daylight and hiding who he is and the shadows stay away. regardless respect is needed for the man, who may or may not allow you to shelter safely during the night.

Any improvements I can make tell me and I shall try and make them the best to my abilties.

[VitaVitaAR]

@Darkness Is Me: Going to have to decline, I think she's far too difficult for other characters to interact with and on top of that her backstory does not fall in line with the RP's premise. The gods are intended to be the ones who died, a deity arising from that event does not apply.

@Cyberpunk Vamp: I'm afraid you've missed a large part of the RP's premise, the gods were dead for ten thousand years. They're not presently known to anyone.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

I guess I'll try one more time.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Name: Griever
youtube.com/watch?v=pZ5sB1947bo

My Hider

"Thunder, Thunder, THUNDER, HOOOO!"
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: A brave, noble god. He is a defender of mortals and teaches the defense of the weak, and to stand up for the rights of others. He teaches that it is noble to defend ones'self from undo aggression, and that it's honorable to liberate the oppressed. He doesn't like overly aggressive neighbors conquering others just for worshipers, sadism, greed or domination. Lastly, he holds to a belief of balance between order and freedom. Order and freedom are both good but without one the other is either too much or not enough to be of any use. He tries to rule his dominion with fairness and wisdom, not just ruthless efficiency.
Domain: Thunder, Animals
Abilities: Griever has all supernaturally elevated physical abilities and senses. In addition, he has great power over thunder and lightning, able to command bolts of lightning against enemies, and manipulate thunder not just for lightning attacks but to distract enemies, disrupting their senses of sight and hearing, while being able to function perfectly under the same conditions. In addition, he also commands the ability to shape shift into any animal.
Brief Backstory:
Griever was a noble and powerful Lion god during the age of the gods. In the Grand Kingdom, both intelligent, speaking animals and Humans lived in harmony with one another. He lead the forces of his servants against oppressive neighboring gods and godless tyrants. For centuries he ruled a wise and just Kingdom as it's High King, and was well regarded as a benevolent ruler by his own subjects. Griever even has shown mercy to evil doers who tried to usurp his throne during times of innocent peace, and made friends out of enemies. However, the world lost a very beneficent god that day, and mourned.

[ScreenAcne]

Hider

OTSA

"OTSA! OTSA! LORD OF EARTH! LEADER OF LIGHT! FORGIVE OUR FLAWS AND ALLOW OUR LIVES!"

Omnigender

"The children of OTSA are many but not enough. For he gazed upon the lush fields of spring, and desired it, as he did see the great mountain of HIS FINGER, as he did the princess of Rows. OTSA heart belongs to beauty and it will chase it where it resides"

Appearance

"His shoulders could not be weighed down. His legs could not know tiredness, he held not back his divinity. A mockery of the best of my warriors he made. It was then I started making them stomp about and to mimic his posture. Stand before death with the unwaveringness of diamond, of rubies and shine, SHINE! As he does at all times." - unknown chieftain, cuneiform tablet.

Two legs, two arms, one head, that's where OSTA likeness ends with humanity. The rest of him is made of diamond and everything about him is nothing short of perfect shapes, a collection of abstract ideals that formulate a total whole, as if some art student begun a sketching the base for a person but realized that nothing could surprass the seemingly perfect circles, triangles and squares, so left it forever unfinished. A circle makes OTSA head, a triangle makes his body with another for his waist, rectangles make his arms and legs.

When in darkness OTSA appears as still shinning jewels although his features become totally inanimate and mundane with exception to the internal light. When in light a swirling mixture of prismatic rays will bend, curve and formulate and then shift into many different beautiful faces of men, women and even animals over time. When OTSA wishes to interact with something he can formulate prismatic rays out of the stubs of his wrists that act as fingers.

He refuses to wear clothes under any circumstance although may try the odd smaller trinket or item if it is exceptionally beautiful.

Personality

Naïve and unaware of the human world. In OTSA day he was a perfect being among a nearly empty world and so has almost no concept of any human problems or complications. He has no understanding of rule of law, only consequence, he has no concept of rights, only dignity. He is the naked jungle dweller of the gods. Unrestrained, uninterested in contradictions and other's concerns but unlike that man he is a god, there go perfect, he knows what it is to be ideal and have an ideal life on earth. He knows not hunger, not pain, not sickness and so he never had to compromise to avoid or account for these things. Should he want it, that is good enough and his only master is himself.

He finds himself at odds with human self restrictive ideas and notions. But, despite this, OTSA is in touch with his heart and knows of love and compassion. He has a soft spot for humans and will typically help them, especially in exchange for adoration or praise. He has absolutely no sense of self doubt and when presented with his failing he will not assign to himself a flaw but instead change his expectations. In this respect he can be conceited and unwavering, not willing to give up ground, even for a simple compromise but he is also strong in his boundaries and nearly impossible to scare or bully into doing something he dosen't want to.

OSA is, however, remarkably shallow, he desire the world to be as beautiful as him and respects those who try to make it so. He is dismissive and uninterested in those that don't even try to look their best for him and should something be truly awe making he will attempt to engage in mating with it.

DOMAIN

Diamonds and Mysticism.

ABILITIES

WEAKENED POWERS:

FATIGUE: OTSA old power still resides in him somewhat. He can fatigue a single target, making them tired, out of breath and winded for a short while-roughly 30 minutes- but may only do this one a day.

VISIONS: He can strike any who displease him with visions, abrupt, jarring sights that last for a night and day or earlier, if he decides. These visions are typically unpleasent and give a great sense of judgement and supernatural dread and anxiety. This vision do not blind the target, they still remain capable of normal activity.

WARD: OTSA can brand anyone with strange cave like images providing protective magics from certain things. He can only provide a ward on a person or a area-which affects 30 feet or a home its in- the wards always have to be something specific. While weak the wards will decrease, turn away or even seem to induce minor physical affects to those that trespass them.

For beasts and mindless things: his ward will make them avoid them if stated in said ward. Such as snakes slithering away at the sight of the warded person for a ward of snakes.

For more intangible things such as sickness or poisons: the symptoms will delayed and lessened considerably. Something would be act in effect immediately would take several minutes to slowly kick in. The ward must specify what vague type of sickness or posion - skin related-

For intents and abstracts: If someone were to enter a ward with intent to harm they will seem to breathe louder, as if panicking, alerting vigil lookouts. If it against being conned or lied to-in either specific case- the liar might seem to suffer with odd heat, sweatiness or thirst.

Wards don't stack. They can also only be applied to one thing for each ward-so you can't tattoo loads of wards onto a guy but you could put on his necklace and him-

FATHER OF MANY THINGS: OTSA can communicate with any jewel, butterflies and the occasional rare beast which has an unnatural wonder to their appearance or attitude. As he in many case is directly their father via mating with physical things-such as mountains- or their ancestors. All of these things feel a easy kinship with him and more relaxed.

This goes true for humans who seem to have a undying "light in their eyes" if they have a unusual sense of constant "spark", as well as physical attractiveness although such descendants of his human wife would be very rare.

GREATER POWERS (closer to or at old godhood)

Mysticism is the precursor to magic.

The domain over mysticism allows OTSA to implement the fulfilment of an effect should someone attempt to utilize non-standard world logic and appeasement to get it. To put it simply, invocations, chants, rituals, dance, trances, even self drugging. So long as the effects are not inherently manifest nor obvious and follow some semblance of logic and preparation he can cast a spell. This dosen't mean he can shoot fire balls nor heal someone.

The enigmatic maybe is what MYSTICSM entails. Its the bit of you that says..."oh. I put a coin in that wishing well and I found five bucks...hmmm...oddly lucky...could it be?" although his power can go slightly further depending that such a request not enter the realm of absurdity - He can...for example make a drugged up shaman have strength of a lion when wearing a lion pelt and playing one-

OTHERNESS: When nearer to his true godhood OTSA can perceive and interact with the magical. He can see spirits of the world, demons, celestials or whatever else might be there. He has no inherent sway over these forces although his divinity is respected. This allows him to communicate and potentially barter with them for certain favours if he so desired. He may even enter magical or hidden spiritual areas.

The Old father: at closer to his godhood OTSA can call forth some of his more magical, dormant or banished children to his side. These include the old golems who were born from the earth. The unicorns and the crystal stags. There are only so many left and he will have to find where they have been driven to. But he has a innate sense of how close he is to his grand children.

Brief Backstory

The common story is that nomadic man found a diamond via happenstance and in its opulence he believed that more beautiful things could exist in this world and from that the diamond hatched and OTSA was born.

Being in existence back before man even had proper speech he was painted and beckoned regularly as a being of ideals. He represented pure fancy, a world without suffering, a magical force that exceeded the issues that plagued all alive. His role was many, from granting wards of safety, to providing magical means to things and wisdom. He was a helper of man but only those that attempted to be at their best and most luxurious for him.

Many stories mark his life. It is said that he could provide the road to godhood. The story goes:

"OTSA granted mans request. He stood at dawn with his back to the sun, through his chest a rainbow formed the as the light hit him. But many failed. For no man was quick enough to reach past the clouds before the sun rose out of proper angle and dispelled the prismatic road. Falling to their deaths"

Note: many failed. Not all. But it could just be a myth. It is stated that OTSA eventually ceased this, with nothing but "Mortality has been bared from the upper spheres now and forever"

OTSA also fought many horrific beast and magical menaces that threatened humanity as he regarded them well. He also struck humanity done when offended, although rarely.

OTSA death is recorded in many ways. On old bones via runes, symbols, crude drawing in caves and still preserved cuneiform. One story states that he died because he fell in love with a beautiful deer and was later offered it head as tribute and killed himself out of despair. Others state that a king desiring his head as a gift to his love interest sent his armies to slay him and tricked him somehow. Some even say that OTSA was killed by a monster that ended in both defeat.

These myths are known only be a few intellectual circles interested in such exotic and old theological trinkets. Most of what is known is scrounged up by broken, faded and oddly preserved artefacts found through happenstance or absurd luck.

Only OTSA knows the truth of his many fables.

Here you go, kindred, Excuse if the dude seems too close to "god of magic" but I really wanted to go for a,motherfucking, cave man shaman vision sort of deal.

[VitaVitaAR]

@ActRaiserTheReturned, @ScreenAcne: I'm afraid neither of these really fit the vision I had for the RP, the first appearing to just be a Thundercats shoutout and the second being a bit too abstract, as well as not really accounting for the fact the gods were intended to have died on the same day ten thousand years ago.

[The Red Seelie]

When the First Second of Eternity has past...

Name:
Gender: Female
Appearance: Though her appearance belays that of an immature youth. She is anything but. Constantly observing the flow of time and its intricacies leaves her with a very reserved and wise personality. She sees the world through a lens of neutrality. She doesn't form attachments to things very easily. It therefore is very difficult for her to form a lasting attachment to someone.

She is a very lonely caretaker of the Eternal Clock.
Personality:
What's the Time? The Hour? The Second? I know I've always known, and Yet i can't help but be late for everything. Even with all the time in the world, I wish I had more. There is not enough time to be everywhere at once. Even an omnipresent god will experience this. Because they cannot do everything. To do everything is to be eternal. And the only eternity is time. The time spent doing everything you can do. So stop worrying about how your spending it. Just enjoy it. You'll never have enough of it. So just use it to enjoy what you have.

Her personality is a bit enigmatic and strange for a god to have. She is both reserved and humble about her status. She does not actively present herself as powerful in front of mortals. She does not actively seek reverence either. She humbly pays respects to other gods and deities, abiding by their customs and even offering them worship on occasion. She parlays with the mortals as if she is equal to them and in turn treats them as if they are to be respected. Even though she represents something that a normal living thing could ever comprehend. She spends each precious moment with these 'specks of sand' in the hourglass as joyfully as possible.

She offers advice to those that needs it. Runs and plays with the children. Consoles the elderly. And Arbitrates disagreements as a neutral party. She is someone who'd seem to have a hand in everything at some level and yet she'd never uses it to further her own goals. Merely to allow herself to continue to act as she does.

Time exists as a limited resource. It is the most important thing to any mortal being. Many don't really know how to spend it. She simply tries to guide them to find something to do with their precious little time.

Though she is troubled the most perhaps by the gaps in her memory, of the fact she cannot recall the lost seconds. That is what worries her. Yet it also excites her to be able to have empathy with those that don't have eternity. It was a enlightening experience to die the first time. But she won't let it happen again.

Domain: Time and Eternity

Abilities:
Rewind - A reversal of time upon an object, it is an ability that currently allows her to reverse the past hour an object or individual has experienced upon their body. Injuries will be reversed as if they had never occured, and shattered items will be mended. She can only rewind to exactly one hour into the past. Any more at her current level of ability is simply infeasible. She explains ability as 'healing magic' but it is something stronger given that it makes it as if the injury 'never happened' However the individual effected will also lose their memories of that 'hour' so it is a double-edged sword.

Clairvoyance, She can see into the future up to a certain point. But her Clairvoyance is very specific. She can only see the future state of the things in front of her. Such as the area she is looking at or a person. She cannot see the entire machinations that would lead to that future state. But she can at least assume what would cause that state of being and try to take preventative measures. Over-use of this ability causes an incredible Migraine.

Time Dilation: The ability to dilate the time of an object or individual through physical contact. Usually applied to herself, It allows her to speed up or slow down the objects 'time' by up to a factor of three. Thus making the object move, act and exist three times faster or slower. This can allow for incredible 'bursts' of speed or render a usually fast entity much more easier to deal with. At the height of her power the factor of dilation was in the thousands. But it always required her physical touch.

Operation of Parallel Time-streams: Through the use of her clock-work eye. She is capable of viewing Parallel timelines adjacent to this one and with great effort she is able to move items or individuals across parallel time-lines. Effectively 'duplicating' them. Doing so is incredibly exhausting, and at her current rate of power she is limited to one 'duplication' a week and must take a long rest afterwards. This ability is proof that she actively seeks work-arounds to prevent 'paradoxes' from occurring. Upsettingly. Her ability to use this is proof that there are no 'alternate time-line' versions of herself.

Brief Backstory:
When the very first second of eternity had past. She was there alone in the nothingness. She couldn't create. She could merely only count the seconds. She would count for a very long time. A very very very long time. She would say that she was the oldest God. But she would first have to claim that she had any power over it all. She did not affect the Genesis of the world in any way. She was just there. She was always there. A passenger that walked alongside time. She was there when the first gods assembled their worshippers. She was there when the gods established their dominon over man.

She has always been there. Perhaps as a lonely girl sitting aside from the fire in some by-gone settlement. Or as a 13th child in a village with only twelve children. A girl that roams the battlefield yet does not engage in the conflict. Nor take the warriors to their noble afterlifes. Observing Wathcing. Counting the seconds of eternity each and every time.

She could see the branching paths of time. The flowing stream. But there was a certain point ahead of her she couldn't see. That is something she never spoke to anyone. AT some point in her own future. She didn't see anything. If she spoke of it then perhaps she might be able to see eternity once more. But she was curious to see what would happen.

She didn't know when she died, She didn't know how she died. Did she die? Or did her existence merely cease to occur. Either way. She hoped that when she died she didn't die upset as that would go against the advice she gave others.

Even now after she has come back, She would count the seconds. It would take her precious few moments to look at the stars and immediately know how long had past. And she would resume counting her precious seconds. Each second spent doing something meaningful was worth it to her.

She wanted eternity to be something that had meaning. Thus she would look out to others even in her diminished state she did not mind. She still understood time. Though her power was weaker then before. She was never one to be upset at such challenges. It would be a fun time to spend her eternity doing. She couldn't wait to spend it with everyone else too.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Okay, good luck with your RP. Maybe I can play a RP of yours at another time.

[Raineh Daze]

pretty

• Name: Ashte
• Gender: Female
• Appearance: Extremely pretty... and of absolutely, absurdly average height. Well, it was absolutely average in the distant past. Now it might not be.
• Personality: A contradictory sort; to those with her love and favour, Ashte is doting and affectionate, forgiving of their mistakes and willing to give them multiple chances. To her enemies, there is no quarter until their complete defeat; no mercy will be offered until an enemy is crushed beyond the point of being able to rise up again. To those who have neither her love nor her hate, Ashte is reserved and haughty, a proud goddess who expects to be deferred to and loved first.
• Domain: Love and War. Of course, in the general sense this also makes her a goddess of fertility and beauty and organisation and such things; as a goddess so closely tied to mortal concepts, she enjoys the fuzziness of the boundary regions between domains.
• Abilities: In the old days, Ashte was a goddess who had nearly as many ways to face down her enemies as she did lovers. She could have perfect insight over a battlefield and relay orders with a precision and speed no mortal could hope to match, leading her troops in a perfect dance to confound enemies that would have thought them helpless. Her presence on the battlefield could be a rallying beacon to inspire ability and endeavours beyond normal limitations. Or she could show them all exactly how it was done, and take to the battlefield herself, with nothing more than martial ability and vast divine power. Or, often, all three at once; nothing makes a battle easier than waving a juicy but impregnable target in front of your enemies.
  In her current state, none of those remain, aside from some thoroughly mortal-achievable but superlative skill at arms. Instead, the remaining facet of Ashte's warlike skills is part of an ability that would allow her to be an army: conjuring and reshaping a scant pair of weapons to hover close around her and fight autonomously, if she doesn't wish to wield one or both herself. Of course, these still have a spark of the divine about them--they cut far more things than normal steel would.
  As for the other aspect of her domain, she's still extremely pretty. Anything that would permanently interfere with that won't stick. She's quite annoyed at how... immutable her body is right now, however. Some people have particular interests that can't be satisfied this way! It really loses out on regal, divine presence, too, to be so... not huge.
• Brief Backstory: Ashte's time as a major deity was rapacious and expansionist, inevitably coming into conflict with those surrounding her followers that refused to be swayed. Those that refused her love could only be treated as suspicion, as having ulterior motives--in such a volatile region, how could anyone that refused to ally or submit be anything but an enemy in waiting
  Of course, it's quite embarrassing--and obvious, in hindsight--that the real enemy would be someone only feigning adoration and abusing her good graces. Not that she's likely to be much more suspicious of her lovers this time...

[VitaVitaAR]

@1Charak2: Accepted.

@Raineh Daze: Accepted.

Two more slots remain!

[Martian]

Here's the character I mentioned.

EDIT: Changed history upon request from GM.

God of Rivers, Lakes, and Oceans

Name:

Trineon

Gender:

Male

Appearance:

Trineon is tall, standing over six feet. He has a toned body, one that is pale white in colour and blemish free. His face looks quite young and is accented by his piercing light blue eyes. Most notable about Trineon is his hair, as it is dark blue and quite large in volume. His hair seems to jut out in every direction, and it has the magical property of moving around on its own as if Trineon was submerged in water.

Personality:

Perhaps because he is associated with flowing water, Trineon is known as a laid back fellow who goes with whatever comes up in his life. To that end he rarely seeks things out, instead letting them come to him. But once something does come to him, he wholeheartedly embraces it, such as it was with human worship. But behind his prevalent personality of chill, Trineon houses pettiness and anger. Trineon is ashamed of this and what they caused. This led to a period of self-reflection, a period that would lead Trineon to question everything about himself.

Domain:

Rivers, Lakes, and Oceans

Abilities:

Trineon is different than a human in that his body was made for an aquatic life. Trineon has an increased level of endurance, stamina, and strength that is needed for operating underwater. Because of this Trineon is much stronger and heartier than a human. He is also aided underwater by his ability to breathe water and his legendary swimming speed.

Trineon also has dominion over the water, being able to shape it to his will. When near water, Trineon is able to manipulate with his mind, allowing him to control the flow, speed, and direction. Using this ability, Trineon can raise water into the air to create blasts or shields. He also has learnt how to harden the water into tools, such as a hammer or blade. Trineon cannot create water, only control it.

A few other abilities Trineon has is sensing what weather is coming toward where he is, and he can communicate with any animal that lives in or around the water.

Brief Back Story:

For as long as the world has been covered in water, there have been gods to rule over it. One such god was Trineon, who had dominion over bodies of water. He extended his grace to both beast or man when they interacted with the water, granting them drinking water, fish, and other benefits. Eventually people began to worship Trineon, believing that it was necessary for him to help them.

As civilizations became more advanced, they spread far across the water, even crossing oceans. This angered Trineon who believed the humans had over stepped their boundaries. In a moment of rage he unleashed a great storm, which he immediately regretted. However, he wouldn’t have much time to feel bad about it as all the gods would suddenly die.

[VitaVitaAR]

@Martian: The only thing here is really that I want you to make his origins more vague.

[Click This]

Yo~ I didn't post in the interest check, but I hope y'all don't mind if I drop by with this sheet.

ka-ka~ ka-ching~ ♫

Name:
Aureia

Gender:
Female

Appearance:
A bit short for a patron of such grand and intoxicating hallmarks of society, but if the consequence of being revived after ten thousand years of death is looking a bit cuter than she used to and having difficulty reaching top-shelf alcohol, then she’ll take it. Her dark, simple hair gives her some measure of contrast against her golden eyes and often golden clothing; despite her capricious tendency to change clothing and style, they often seem to remain the same color.

Personality:
Luck and fortune can be a fickle thing, and so is the patron of such aspects. While her personality itself is stable, her opinions and preferences change day by day on a whim; those she favors as friends may be enemies the day after, and then friends again shortly after.

It would also be no surprise, then, that the goddess of commerce and wealth is quite… greedy. All that glitters is indeed gold. Rumor has it that the touch of a god named after gold can indeed turn things into gold, such is her lust for wealth and treasure.

Aureia is by no means a hostile or unforgiving god, though. At heart, she’s a sweet, amiable person; whimsical and sometimes excitable sure, but playful nonetheless.

Domain:
Commerce & Wealth, Traveling, and Luck

Abilities:
Fortune favors the bold, or so they say, and who better to dispense fortune than the plucky and bold goddess of wealth, luck, and traveling? Wherever she goes, and whoever she blesses, those around her will always find favorable circumstances and conditions, and fortune and luck are her personal sword and shield. Under her guidance, the seas are always calm and the winds fair as you sail the ocean blue; the forests amiable for your carriage to pass; the odds tilted in your balance in even the direst of battles; the art of business, ever given, and ever gentle.

One can travel in many ways. One might, perhaps, travel by land, sea, or even air and beyond, using many multitudes of different vehicles available to mankind through the ages. It would be deeply remiss, then, for the goddess of traveling to be unfamiliar with any such means of travel. With her divine knowledge and skill, any means of transport—any vehicle—are not beyond her wisdom and ability to personally use or guide.

Contracts are sacred, and agreements must be binding. Who better but to sanctify them than by the watchful eye of the godly patron of commerce & wealth? Her divine power binds any contract that she wishes to sanctify in such a way that they become sacred and inviolable, under penalty of swift and celestial retribution. At the peak of her power, her sacred intervention could easily push an impossible or even intangible contract into the realms of reality.


Brief Backstory:
Representing perhaps some of the most important facets in any organized society, Aureia was a well-known god. Once worshipped by kings and usurpers, merchants and scammers, and pilgrims and bandits alike, she was a goddess that was followed by many across the world’s lands during her time. In times of great need, when a deal needed to be hammered out, or when one just wanted to travel to the next village over, she was there for the people.

To her, it was a great game in the board of life that was the mortal world. With so many that prayed to her, so many conflicting wishes, how could but one goddess intervene in it all? No, as the god of luck, things must be arbitrary. With the flick of a wrist, she would determine the paths and fate of men, cities, even countries, on a whim... or with a sizeable enough offering. She was still the god of commerce, after all. Seeing nations grow was a drug; in a way, she could live vicariously through their wealth.

It just would have been nice if she could have shepherded more civilizations before her demise.

[VitaVitaAR]

@Click This: Accepted. Really nifty choice of domain and abilities!

[ERode]

The Fist of Calamity

As a divine being, Zandako was always larger than whatever he faced, his form growing to match mountain-sized golems and world-spanning serpents, sky-shrouding storm spirits and sky-splitting dragons. Even now, stripped of most of his divinity, he stands at the physical apex of humanity, 7’2 and boasting muscles that could crush rocks with a casual flex. An aura of virility and authority exudes from him effortlessly, and his body is unmarred by defect or injury, as if sculpted out of marble by a masterful artisan. But for all this, Zandako could not be considered handsome, neither as a god nor as a human. Just as easily as his expressions slip into saintly contemplation and heroic courage do they veer towards deviant obsession and barbarous perversion.

Zandako

_{God of Conquest and Domination}

Mythology

Ten thousand years ago, the mortal realm was populated with many gods, all with different designs, all with different ends. Few could be considered reasonable, and many could be considered destructive. The Goddess of Judgement, bound by a universal morality that no others could understand, discerned the black and white within the gray and slew her quarry with impunity. The God of the Sun, arrogant and apathetic upon their charred throne, would set nations ablaze with a flick of the wrist, mortal suffering naught but the crackling of tinder. The Goddess of Love and War, immolating with bipolar desires, warred for love and loved for war while mountains of corpses grew with every successive ceremony. In a time where the gods roamed and played amongst the specks of humanity, each one of them seeking ultimate rule, darker passions arose within those sundered lands and tainted the fledging deity known as Zandako.

Justice, Power, Love were meaningless to the God of Conquest and Domination, and no noble designs could be mythologized from his goal of taking what he wished: the chastity of a promised maiden, the wealth of an ancient order, the faith of another god’s people. At times saintly and at times dastardly, Zandako would betray anything and anyone for the sake of a whim in one breath, and then discard the object of his whimsical obsession in the next. He was a roaming disaster unchained, a calamity answering to none. With his fist, ruination visited civilization and monstrosity alike. With his grasp, all that was beautiful in the world was spoiled and shattered. Zandako was an audacious nightmare, a god who persisted in humanity’s zeitgeist through trauma rather than fear or adoration, and yet, there were still those that followed him.

The warlike coveted his might and committed atrocities in his name.

The weak coveted his destruction and prayed that he roamed upon their abusers.

The outsiders coveted his solitude and mirrored his cataclysmic pilgrimages.

And those who fell from a more intimate ruin…remembered him.

Years melted to decades, decades melted into centuries. Zandako continued his transient conquest, his vain dominance, leaving barren lands and smoldering ruin. And as his endless endurance began to see their end, as his unmatched body became more burden than blessing, the god looked behind him and surveyed his work. Not as warlord or general, but as a farmer who had tilled the fields and reaped his harvest, enjoying the fruits of civilization in their prime and sowing seeds for a more resilient future. And with a laugh that echoed around the world, the God of Plunder and Subjugation, of Conquest and Domination, of Change and Renewal, sat down and offered his neck to the ruination that would visit him soon.

His thoughts seeped away, and his memories colored his dreams.

But ten thousand years later, even the obsolescence of the gods was conquered by Zandako.

Abilities

Once, Zandako possessed strength and endurance unmatched, enormity and authority unequaled, and virility and appetite unrivalled. As a mere vestige of what he once was, however, such capabilities have been greatly diminished.

He is still a titan of physical ability, supremely strong and tough. His immense stamina fully recovers from sleep without being contingent on food and drink, and his body is incapable of being physically damaged: while Zandako’s life force can be decreased with successive physical attacks, his physical form will not change to reflect how close he is to death, giving him the bluff of invulnerability. It is a pathetic shadow of the true immortality that he once enjoyed, but when combined with his supernatural endurance, is enough to cause others to question the value in trying to break the unbreakable.

His divine domains of Conquest and Domination manifest itself in the ability for him to grasp what is physically impossible to do so and to treat it as a solid object, malleable and breakable with enough force involved. While Zandako finds it difficult to interact with the more abstract concepts that the Goddess of Commerce seals away with her contracts, his hands can tear easily at the arcane structures behind magic, grasp the physically distant as if they were right in front of him, and deliver punches that target the microscopic and the unknown. Put simply, Zandako can, with his fists, cure all manner of diseases and curses, or pull at the wind to force a fresh breeze to accompany him. But, naturally, the greater the scale he wishes to apply his divine grasp, the more exhausting the act of doing so, and some intangibles are simply too slippery to take in his hands currently.

Whether as a consequence of his divine domain, a side effect of his physical stature, or some instinctual terror engraved upon the souls of humanity from ten thousand years ago, mortals are more receptive towards his demands and desires, and less willing to challenge him or his opinions. As a purely passive effect that Zandako has no real control over, this varies in efficacy from individual to individual, but he makes up for the difference in efficacy by…just being himself.

Through his centuries of experience, Zandako’s also exceptionally talented under the sheets. Of course, though he may brag about his sexual escapades in general terms, he’s not the sort of man to kiss and tell. No real point, after all, when half of his fellow deities are totally disinterested and the other half have roughly the same appetite as himself.

[Martian]

@VitaVitaAR
So I edited the above character sheet to make his origins more vague. If anything else needs changing let me know.