The Red Seelie

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

Lopaley - Immediate Realisation, and Gremlin intents.

Never have I been more thankful that this is my power. She'd muse to herself as the machine began to repair. She'd watch it reassert and reconnect itself to its intended places. Like Clockwork that was having its gears inserted. Everything was fitting back into place as the time was rewound upon the object. She would come to realize that it was a lot more complicated then she realized. IT was not some sort of great golem. Rather it appeared to be some sort of Trojan Humanoid.

Buttons were not a concept unfamiliar to her, neither was the presence of switchs. There also appeared to be something akin to a control stick. Like a scepter? She would poke at it. Yes. It appeared it was likely one of the control mechanisms. Even something as complex as this likely had some sort of basic way of getting it up and moving. She might not have weapons.. But a self-repairing juggernaut. Courtesy of her temporal powers.. That might just be enough.

There appeared to be just enough space then for her plan. The Priestess was small enough to fit in. Of course Lopaley made sure that the priestess actually got the lions-share and was in there comfortably. Not having to contort much. Meanwhile Lopaley would have to contort her body a little in the cockpit to reach the controls. She'd likely have some painful cramps after this.

Flipping some switches. Pressing some buttons carefully. Even moving the joystick a little. She'd eventually get a incredibly incredibly basic idea of how to get this thing to stand up and walk...

Then she'd immediately set it to run.

There would be a crazed site of this mechanical humanoid running with limp arms. its Torso swaying to and fro as it would run towards one of the guys and purposely crash into them. "Trojan horse or not. This robot thing is pretty fun!" The Time Goddess would say as she'd tumble a little, She looked like she was piloting a incredibly drunk person. But!

The cockpit was way safer then being out in the open. Considering the observed effort...

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

I'd like a post from @1Charak2 first, but I still intend to update as soon as is appropriate. Hoping everyone is enjoying things so far!

@VitaVitaAR

Apologies for taking a while! I was all over the place with stuff

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

Lopaley

The goddess of Time attempts to repair the broken guardian.

The Sound of Battle was not something she enjoyed to hear. That was the type of thinking that was going through her mind as she would think about the fight as it was unfolding. The holy emperor? A concept that wasn't unfamiliar to her. Royalty could easily be misplaced as divine. But this would imply that was a definiative authority of this world. That there was some other authority that they in their weakened state may have to answer to.

She would shift her weight holding the priestess. She had given the goddess of the hunt a simple nod when she had been asked to the protect the girl. She was going to do that anyway. So it was an agreement that was easy to make. Her hands not being free would make wielding a weapon of defence rather difficult. However. Evasion? For a person like her. Running away and avoiding things was quite easy when you moved on a different time-scale. It also helped that they weren't aiming the explosions directly at her. Likely due to the cargo she carried.

However... The most important thing there was a damaged construct.

It appeared that this 'guardian' had attacked the soldiers attempting to attack them. "The Enemy of my Enemy.." The time goddess would say as she'd weave her way while still carrying the priestess on her back. Towards the construct. If one of these *things* could kill several soldiers by itself and it appeared to protect the priestess.

Then the only option was to begin to rewind its clock and to repair its structure. Hoping her fellow gods could distract the men long enough to let her perform this feat.

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

Lopaley

Lopaley would take this immediate development seriously. The tone of their voices was not one that would present a sense of comradeship with the priestess. An invading force perhaps? Maybe the priestess had conducted a unceremonial ritual. Was their revival a fluke then? Unwanted by majority but wanted by the few. Questions that would erode at her mind. She would think on them later. For now she had a more immediate concern.

"Alasayana, Trineon" The Time goddess would say as she turned to face the pair of gods.

"May I carry this priestess." She would say kneeling before them both to gently lift the priestess into a sitting position even with their unconsious state.. In a manner more fit for a mortal then a god, she was handling the priestess with careful care. She didn't truely know how 'durable' a human was. So treating them like hourglass seemed appropriate. She was trying to present herself as an individual that did not want conflict. She also assumed that trying to struggle with a feverish person in the way gods did was just not appropriate at the moment.

"We are likely going to need to have as much mobility as possible if there is a battle afoot. Your agility is best when your not protecting someone. So please. I beseech your trust. To allow me to care for this priestess for the time being. At least till we are among friends. Then you may resume your care of her." The time goddess implored the Hunter. She knew better then to get on the bad-side of a god of the hunt. Even with all the time in eternity. She didn't want to spend it having to run away.

"And you Trineon, You would be better helping in the fighting would you not?" She would continue. Saying to the other god. AS she slowly got the priestess up onto her back. Carrying her carefully. Wrapping the sleeping girls arms around herself. She was effectively carrying a girl that was a little bigger then her but she could manage. She had helped in many a laborious task. She was no god of strength, nor was her strength particularly abhuman. But her endurance was second to none.

Once the girl was on her back. She would make sure to hold the sleeper close. "There there sleeping priestess. Don't worry. You have plenty of time left yet." She would say as she would look at the two gods and then sigh as she looked back at the girl. "I'll use my power to slow down her time. So we'll have longer to get her proper attention." She'd say to the pair. As the gears in her golden-clockwork eye would start to whir. As she used her power upon the girl to slow the fever. To hopefully sty its progression for the time being.

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

Lopaley

She had dove in front, and had managed to prevent the kick from hurting the injured girl, and that was enough for her. She didn't require attention from her fellow gods. In fact she preferred the exact opposite. The chorus of the gods arguing with each-other. Bickering over Follies. It never interested her to yell at them. She knew better then anyone that a silent voice with a firm hand could move more cogs and gears then the one who wasted all their energy yelling. She had assumed by the fact that she had managed to block the kick without any substanial bone breaking. Likely a result of her poofy dress and the fact that she knew it was coming. As a sign that perhaps it was not only she whom had been substantially weakened by the erosion that permeated through them.

Therefore she would merely get up knowing that people were potentially eying her for her actions She would have to take a middle ground in the matter, and that would be to avoid answering why it was that she did what she did. They may believe that she was trying to amass more followers then they. Or that she was doing it out of some sort of Martyrdom or guilt complex. Though it may have been an eternity they rested. She would be adamant in her self belief that even she had no part in their slumber. They were likely either placing themselves under a false bravado. Or merely continuing the antics that they portrayed so easily years before but Lopaley could already estimate just how much power was lost just by how hard it was to grip her own personal flow of time.

Two things then remained. If this was her starting point then she would rather get out of the under-ground. Sooner rather then later. Though she might be able to rewind time. She wouldn't be able to do much if her body was stuck in stonework. Crushed by the weight of countless Eons. She doubted she could rewind a collapsed structure of this magnitude. At the very moment at least.

However if she was to just slink away then the gods might lay some blame upon her feet for their slumber. It was annoying to think about that she had to walk a tight-rope for now. Dusting off her dres she would take a silent stance near the exit. If they moved to leave she could easily have scurried up the stairs before them.

But for now she had to listen.

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

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@Renny

I'm sure your god can enjoy kicking someone his own status. At least she can take it. (ProbablY)

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

The Clock of Eternity has already moved, but its overseer has returned to her post - Hexagonal Chamber

The drowsiness of waking up from the sleep of eons would not be lost on this goddess whom had been around since the dawn of creation itself. The gaps in her memory concerned her immediately but what concerned her more was the location, The Time. The Place. She needed to get out to see the heavens to properly analyze how much time had passed. She couldn't focus unless she knew just how many seconds. She had counted within her dream, and that gave her some comfort. But if she was even off by 15 seconds. She would be upset. Paranoid and rather jumpy to everything around her. Thus she wished to correct herself.

Her entire attention however was brought to bear when she noticed that this chamber was not for her. This was not one of her rare temples. This was not one of her scarce worshippers. More gods were present. She was not alone. That concerned her. She had felt a great deal of her power had been taken from her. Lost into the ethers of time. She could claw it back. But it would take far more effort then she would like.

She did however had enough power left to deal with a potential travesty. The energy within her body would pool upwards to the whirring gears of her eye. The Gears inside starting to shift and whir, as everything around her started to appear slower. She had not changed the time of her environment. Only her own Time. As she would step forward as the kick would be moving forwards towards the collapsed girls ribs. She would move forwards. She didn't have much strength, Nor did she know the girls circumstance. But she was alive again. She wasn't about to let one of her more anger prone brethen kill their benefactor now. Was she?

She would fall in front of the kick. it was the most she could do. She couldn't push the girl out of the way in time afterall. And any injury she herself would sustain wouldn't last... She would effectively use her own body as a punching bag for the anger of another of her kin. She had her thoughts. She had her questions. But she was motivated by the fact that breaking the girl would not save them any time.

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

When the First Second of Eternity has past...

Name: Lopolay
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.

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

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.

Fate/Eternum (Take 3)

Mesoamerican Lucha Libre

Quetzacoatl

True Name: Quetzacoatl
Class: Rider
Personality:
A Optimistic and Enigmatic Older Sister that has a great love (and addiction) of Lucha Libre. She is a woman who smiles with the radience of the sun. A goddess with a love for humanity and its growth. She is perhaps of the most open minded gods when it comes to man. Preferring to see how things come and go with them Not letting that brightness of the era be extinguished no matter what.

Though even though she wants the best for humanity, One must not forget the mindset that Quetzacoatl has is that of a god. Thus she can be quick to enact cruel and brutal punishment. She is merciless to those she considers a Disaster or foriegn enemy displaying a terrifying expression on her face. For most things, Quetzalcoatl endorses communication and prosperity with a smiling face but in few things she will not engage properly or become sullen.

The best way to communicate with Quetzcoatl is through combat however, as that is where both hearts ring truest. While also allowing her to play her part as a Lucha. She has a dislike for gods that endorse or demand human sacrifice due to her love of mankind.

Though she says she is not a drinker, Quetz does partake in Alcohol being an incredible light-weight as well...

Stats:
Strength: B
Endurance: B
Agility: B+
Mana: EX
Luck: A+
Noble Phantasm: EX

Class Skills:
Riding: EX (Even dragon kind can be ridden)
Magic Resistance A

Personal Skills:
Divine Core of the Goddess: EX - Since she is purely a Divided Spirit, and given that it is not a possession of a human being, she attains an EX Rank in this Skill.
Charisma - A+
Wisdom of the Benovelent God- A+
Lucha Libre - EX

Noble Phantasm
Name: Xiuhcoatl
Rank: EX
Type: Anti Unit/Anti Army/Anti Fortress
Appearance: N/A
Originally ruinous flames that would encompass a large area, due to the current mindset of Quetz it instead mainly takes the form of an anti-unit noble phantasm. Which she combines with her love of lucha libra to either do a flying kick from a thousand meters or a aerial piledriver. These Flames also carry the property of preventing the true-name release of other noble phantasms.

There are much more destructive variations of this noble phantasm, but because of Quetz's love for humanity and the fact that Fusang city is so densely populated. The cataclysmic power of this noble phantasm when under a certain condition will not be brought forth.

Name: Quetzacoatl
Rank: A
Type: Anti Unit / Anti-Army
Appearance: A Dinosaur-shaped friend
This Noble Phantasm became the reason why Quetzalcoatl has the Rider-class. She summons the Quetzalcoatlus, a Cretaceous-era pterosaur that was given a name derived from her own, and rides it. In reality, it is a Phantasmal Species on the Phantasmal to Divine Beast level, which is also far more powerful than the Quetzalcoatlus that actually lived in the Cretaceous period. The Quetzalcoatlus is known as the largest flying animal in history. During the moment of its True Name release, the mounted Quetzalcoatl is able to perform the manipulation of large-scale lightning, winds and rains over a wide area.

Name: Piedra Del Sol
Rank: EX
Type: Anti Army~Anti Fortress
Appearance: The Sun Stone

The megalith of the ancient Aztecs. The Aztec calendar said to show all the world’s past and present. This megalith with a 3.75-meter diameter appears overhead, this being a “gate”, and it drags out a portion of her Authority because of Quetzalcoatl being the great foundation of this very activity. Intense solar winds rampage over a vast range, and it will certainly be reflected as god’s majesty itself

Due to the nature of this noble phantasm, its range and destructive potential. Quetzacoatl will not draw it out within the city. As there would not be a city left afterwards. As such Quetz will only even consider using this noble phantasm if she is within a domain that is separated from the world, Such as a reality marble.

Alignment: Lawful Good