[OOC] Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

[BBeast]

@BBeast I'm just sat here trying to work out what is going on in that (as in, the meaning behind it).

I was like hmm, great mountain, that's definitely the Solitary Mount. Totally. Because Jvan didn't squish it or anything.
Oooh, living sand, definitely Chronos there. That sun and moon must refer to Ull'Yang and Perfectus, 'cause they are/were n=on Chronos. Yeaah. I'm gooood.
*read read* '...the sun's rays of light was replaced with a gaze of darkness'
HE GONNA KILL ULL'YANG! TT-TT
*read reads* 'strong wind' and Zephy saves the day.

How accurate am I? >.>

@Kho

Not in the slightest, but it was a good guess.

[Vec]

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Not in the slightest, but it was a good guess.

@BBeast

[Kho]

@BBeast

[Vec]

@BBeast

@Kho

???

If I remember correctly, there was one

"Glory is yours, bearer of Fated scars, whose sacrifice will bring forth nights and stars. Weep not to lose that which is transitory, a mighty Fate does lie in store for thee. Have patience and let not the distant chest deceive you into thinking, "I am by Fate oppressed."

NOW YOU WANT TO KILL ME?

[Lauder]

@Vec

I think he wants to kill you brah!

Prophecy

There is no prophecy only... ZUUUUUUUULLLLLL

it is finished I just don't think it's good enough for public eyes to bare witness. I am like everyone else, I think my work is shit for some odd reason.

[Scarifar]

Meanwhile I'm just working on my next post that has no relation to anyone else and that everyone will barely even read the summary.

[WrongEndoftheRainbow]

I don't even remember where Rtron and my collab is anymore. rip.

[Kho]

@Vec _{i just wanted you to have glory'n'stuff. only dead things have glory'n'stuff}

@WrongEndoftheRainbow wat? how the hell do you forget where a collab is? GO FIND IT DAMNIT

[Lauder]

Have a good night gift

Prophecy

A crustacean of the unspeakable horror. The one being of divine monstrosity
A body of grey stand near, boasting vengenance, after slaying unholy shell.
Reminded of duty is the grey, purpose found.
An army of winged terror stand behind, roaring in tongues unknown.
Those of the faceless, the formless rally behind the body.
Blood of the mortal, changed by unholy, sacrificed.
I feel, flecks of grey, see tendrils of sand.
Another roar from the army, those of the faceless charge.
Led by the children of faceless bedlam.
That of grey stand firm.
A wall of darkness follows the grey. Only eyes of glowing amber remain.
I hear howling, snarling of only the most hellish kind.
I hear fighting of the most violent conceived.
I see the faceless children, intentions melded.
I feel a great pain as it approaches.
The scene falls to be revealed anew.
No breath comes to me. A lightness fills my being.
Before I fade I see the grey one, mediating on rock of white. Perhaps of slumbering thoughts, it lies.

whoever solves it first gets a cookie baked with a thousand screaming souls

[Antarctic Termite]

Prophesy Compendium

Shattered and broken the fallen king shall sing,

A song of solace in the memories of another: a blood brother,

Eye of thunder upon him, with knowledge gained, he will tear the world asunder.

With a thunderous roar and a revelation of lore, a cataclysm revealed and his fate sealed,

The power he shall seek, he will surely reap.

@LokiLeo789

When the time is meaningless, the new brother, our father

shall cause end amain to our suffering and end to the divine.

The First Breath was cursed by its own ruth.

Sith time forby and unto days erelong, 'twas forsooth.

After fire comes rain, joy follows pain.

As the moons' light meets its demise, the Son will rise.

An excerpt from that crappy prophecy I was working on

I had a dream last night, a vision. 'Twas a most troubling vision, which I do not fully understand.
I beheld rocky plains, and a great mountain. I beheld the sun and a single moon in the sky.
And I beheld sand. Yet this sand writhed like a living thing. And lo, whatever the sand touched turned into more sand.
The sand crawled across the plains and reached the mountain. And lo, the mountain withered and turned to sand.
Then I beheld the sand build itself into a pillar, stretching up to the heavens.
And the sand grasped the moon, and the moon crumbled to sand.
Then that sand spread across the heavens and smothered the sun.
And the sun was covered completely by the sand, and the sun's rays of light was replaced with a gaze of darkness.
Then the sand was scattered, as though by a strong wind, and the grains were sown among the stars.

A crustacean of the unspeakable horror. The one being of divine monstrosity
A body of grey stand near, boasting vengenance, after slaying unholy shell.
Reminded of duty is the grey, purpose found.
An army of winged terror stand behind, roaring in tongues unknown.
Those of the faceless, the formless rally behind the body.
Blood of the mortal, changed by unholy, sacrificed.
I feel, flecks of grey, see tendrils of sand.
Another roar from the army, those of the faceless charge.
Led by the children of faceless bedlam.
That of grey stand firm.
A wall of darkness follows the grey. Only eyes of glowing amber remain.
I hear howling, snarling of only the most hellish kind.
I hear fighting of the most violent conceived.
I see the faceless children, intentions melded.
I feel a great pain as it approaches.
The scene falls to be revealed anew.
No breath comes to me. A lightness fills my being.
Before I fade I see the grey one, mediating on rock of white. Perhaps of slumbering thoughts, it lies.

@Lauder

You guys just couldn't help yourselves, could you?

These are fun so far, though. Since I guess we're just plopping them here now, this is something I wrote at some point last night and didn't edit.

There is a tree, planted in a graveyard. A living being walks beneath it.
Its scales are those of an elder god.
Its wings are those of a dragon.
The path it treads is Time, and as it walks, it grows tall and strong.

In this tree there lives a caterpillar.
When the being has reached the height of its strength, the caterpillar becomes a moth, and alights on the path of Time.
In the oldest footprints of the being, the moth lays an egg.
That egg hatches.
From the roots of the tree, there emerges a shadow of the being.
Guided by the moth's dying breath, the shadow steps into the graveyard.

From the tombs rise two statues.
One is white and one is black.
The white statue was born with great promise, only to die in silence.
The black statue was born as still as the grave, only to become a prodigy.
Each statue stands by one side of the shadow.

A person draped in many colours steps out from under the tree.
Their wings are those of a moth.
They beckon to the shadow, and it follows their lead.
Darkness envelopes the catacombs.
Beneath this veil, the graveyard becomes a garden.

In the eternal night that follows, the first tree is forgotten.
All around are forests without end.
In its patch of sunlight, the living being paces silently forevermore.

Spoken by a stargazer in a wild place, on a night where the future and the past yearned to meet.

If it's not obvious enough now, it will be once the events foretold start to take place. Some things don't mean much, though.

[Lauder]

@Antarctic Termite

You not editing? Blasphemy! Who are you and what have you done to the Termite!?

[Antarctic Termite]

You not editing? Blasphemy! Who are you and what have you done to the Termite!?

@Lauder

Actually, I edit rather minimally outside of collabs.

No proofreading. We die like men.

[Lauder]

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Actually, I edit rather minimally outside of collabs.

No proofreading. We die like men.

@Antarctic Termite

YOU ARE A REAL PERSON!

[Antarctic Termite]

Also, as some of you guys might know, I do some real simple ink sketches from time to time. I've been playing around with what forms a change-eater might feel comfortable in when not constantly shapeshifting or amoeboid, and what a humanised Chiral Phi would look like. These were the results.

Diaphane Stellar

Diaphane Wander

Diaphane Whisper

Phi

More Phi

[Lauder]

@Antarctic Termite

GEEZUS FUCK PHI STARTLED ME!

i like those drawing m8 :D

[Kho]

[Vec]

@Antarctic Termite Why does she look like a fcking zombie? Are those arms coming out of her nipples??? Cut in half????

[LokiLeo789]

Also, as some of you guys might know, I do some real simple ink sketches from time to time. I've been playing around with what forms a change-eater might feel comfortable in when not constantly shapeshifting or amoeboid, and what a humanised Chiral Phi would look like. These were the results.

Diaphane Stellar

Diaphane Wander

Diaphane Whisper

Phi

More Phi

@Antarctic Termite

[Slime]

Also, as some of you guys might know, I do some real simple ink sketches from time to time. I've been playing around with what forms a change-eater might feel comfortable in when not constantly shapeshifting or amoeboid, and what a humanised Chiral Phi would look like. These were the results.

Diaphane Stellar

Diaphane Wander

Diaphane Whisper

Phi

More Phi

@Antarctic Termite

Those are some weird ass nipples...

[Antarctic Termite]

@Antarctic Termite Why does she look like a fcking zombie? Are those arms coming out of her nipples??? Cut in half????

@Vec

Have you ever tried to describe something so vast and terrible that the words you know can only form a twisted analogy from which meaning must be wrested, rather than absorbed?

yea