Thomas was hungry, very, very hungry. He hid himself for what felt like ages. He took in his surroundings; there were steel crates piled seemingly organized, he wondered if some of them contained food, but stopped after a while, as he would not be able to open them anyway. And it would only feed his hunger. The walls where dark gray, and along them, through the iron skids, ran a few cables. Some of which powered the lights on the ceiling which rounded off a little bit to the sides. There were 6 lamps in the space, one of them was flickering, it annoyed Thomas, but he was afraid to alert some of the aliens aboard if he moved too much. Many thoughts crossed his mind, but mostly plans to escape any circumstances he might encounter after the ship landed, maybe he could just simply knock the guards out..
Before he had made up a real plan, and just when he felt his stomachache worsen the ship started shaking. It was landing he realized. Now it all came to patience and swiftness. He got up, as silently as possible walked over to the flickering lamp on the beginning of the cargo space, he waited for the opportune moment, felt the ship slowing down, preparing for the impact of the landing.
As the ship came down with a blow, he smashed the lamp, creating a darker area in the tonnage. Shortly after the tailgate opened and slammed on a rocky ground, two of the collective started unloading.
The third time they walked in, they noticed the lamp was broken, they exchanged a few words then one left and the other one went towards the lamp to check on the damage.
As soon as the alien move out of the light he heard a step beside him, turned his head only to realize he had made a mistake and seeing a steel crate quickly nearing his head, a withe flash and then darkness.
Thomas crawled towards the opening, keeping as low as possible, looked around and didn't see anything too much alive. 'now' he thought. He crawled(he was faster on four limbs since after his 'transformation') to the left, he got out of the shed ran off into the darkness once again. Still incredibly hungry.
After about 20 minutes he saw a facility, there were other (somewhat)human beings. He decided he would spy there, and look if he could at least get some food.
He was about to enter the premises as two big bright light went on and showed him to whoever was behind the lamp, he curled himself to a ball, afraid of the punishment that would definitely follow now, according to all his experiences. But his rational self was somewhere deep within him wondering who could be behind the lamp...
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Alright, I'm in, I'll change the whereabouts of my character a little bit and then I'm in ;)
He is basically running away from the test facility he was in and I thought I could stumble upon wherever you are sooner or later. then get caught or something and then join the rebellion.
just one question, do you, as DM, control the Collective?
how would it go if they spotted one of us?
just one question, do you, as DM, control the Collective?
how would it go if they spotted one of us?
Name: Thomas Warbler
Age: 32
Gender: male
Mutations/alterations:
Thomas is one of the subjects that was used to test post-birth intergration of 2 races. The Collective tried to merge every alien race to humans, as for Thomas, they tried it with a Valmar.
'Subject #00372
Appears to be dead much like the others..
Wait, subject is moving... Just slightly breathing, we're taking him for further observation.
Subject shows sentience. And the need to feed.
We are going to feed the subject tomorrow, as we fear it might die otherwise.
Today the subject broke free, and as its scale is black we were not able to find it... Yet.'
Thomas is almost entirely covered in Cithin, making him stronger against high pressure impacts of small size, however he is weaker against punches or big blunt attacks. Thomas can crawl up walls, but not on the ceiling.
Appearance:
Thomas looks a bit like this but his head is not covered.
Thomas has blond hair that falls to his shoulders, a small beard and dark eyes.
History:
Thomas has been a lab rat for as long as he remembers, there has been testing on him, more than he can remember. And then follows a gap in his memory, until he woke up of hunger, he discovered he was trapped, improvised his way out. He ran and ran, until he stumbled upon an old nearly abandoned spaceharbor and he took this opportunity, he snuck in, waited some time and got aboard of a cargoship heading to some asteroid. He didn't really care where he was going, he just wanted to get away from where he was now, as they would be searching for him all over the place.
Personality:
Thomas is very timid. Years of testing and bad treatment made him that. Now he wants to fight for justice. He is afraid, however, that he dares not kill anyone.
Miscellaneous: Thomas has a passive role, and does not know more than simple brawling.
Age: 32
Gender: male
Mutations/alterations:
Thomas is one of the subjects that was used to test post-birth intergration of 2 races. The Collective tried to merge every alien race to humans, as for Thomas, they tried it with a Valmar.
'Subject #00372
Appears to be dead much like the others..
Wait, subject is moving... Just slightly breathing, we're taking him for further observation.
Subject shows sentience. And the need to feed.
We are going to feed the subject tomorrow, as we fear it might die otherwise.
Today the subject broke free, and as its scale is black we were not able to find it... Yet.'
Thomas is almost entirely covered in Cithin, making him stronger against high pressure impacts of small size, however he is weaker against punches or big blunt attacks. Thomas can crawl up walls, but not on the ceiling.
Appearance:
Thomas looks a bit like this but his head is not covered.
Thomas has blond hair that falls to his shoulders, a small beard and dark eyes.
History:
Thomas has been a lab rat for as long as he remembers, there has been testing on him, more than he can remember. And then follows a gap in his memory, until he woke up of hunger, he discovered he was trapped, improvised his way out. He ran and ran, until he stumbled upon an old nearly abandoned spaceharbor and he took this opportunity, he snuck in, waited some time and got aboard of a cargoship heading to some asteroid. He didn't really care where he was going, he just wanted to get away from where he was now, as they would be searching for him all over the place.
Personality:
Thomas is very timid. Years of testing and bad treatment made him that. Now he wants to fight for justice. He is afraid, however, that he dares not kill anyone.
Miscellaneous: Thomas has a passive role, and does not know more than simple brawling.
Okay, the last changes for today have been made, tell me what you think ;)
But wait, I think the dwarves in my story kinda lose sense if Montis didn't make their 'home'..
Don't you agree?
If the creation really needs to stay vague I will change it. Ideas are boiling up this moment so nvm me :3
Don't you agree?
If the creation really needs to stay vague I will change it. Ideas are boiling up this moment so nvm me :3
Gorbo Grandman said
Ah, trying to reclaim the old glory he once had not by using his own sheer force, which he doesn't have anymore, but by extending his power through a race, a people! We then return to the idea that you should focus on the dwarven aspect of your god. I would still reccomend not making him the shaper of mountains, since the creation of the world is (in my eyes) supposed to remain a vague and uncharted section of the lore of this world that even the gods get to explore.Maybe he became jealous of the mountains, and whoever shaped them, and attempts to equal the unkown force that created them? Iunno, just having the force (or if he 'used to have the force') to shape entire landscapes can seem somewhat all powerfull. And to be honest, the concept of the 'god of dwarves' sounds way more interesting than 'the rock titan' to me.
Alright then, I'll rework it to the god of dwarves and mines.
Or I won't take it out just yet, I'm going to wait for Kenrick to enlighten us about the history of the gods.
:p
:p
The idea I have right now is that he is the shaper of mountains, but he no longer posesses the power to do so. By bringing it this way he has flaws, being not all great and powerfull. He is reawakening not a the shaper, but as the god of mining and gems, gold and pickaxes.
Mines that's what the torch is for, but I get your argument, and I will consider.
mountain rams don't live inside of mountains, they don't LOVE gems.. So I thought about it, but figured that a dragon is more spot-on.
The older god part... I'll take it out, I did not realize that all were there at the start :3
Mines that's what the torch is for, but I get your argument, and I will consider.
mountain rams don't live inside of mountains, they don't LOVE gems.. So I thought about it, but figured that a dragon is more spot-on.
The older god part... I'll take it out, I did not realize that all were there at the start :3
You know what.. I'm really excited for this rp :3
So I'm gonna post the god I have in mind right now..
Critics are welcome, as long as it's not too offensive ;p
I understand if you find me too hasty, just showing my ideas.
Name: Montis
Titles: God of Mines, the Earthsmith, Shaper of Minerals, Father of Dwarves
True name: Birndràth
Inspiration: the dwarves.
Appearance: No mortal knows what Montis looks like, even to some gods his true form is unknown. Some say Montis has no form at all, that he is just some kind of divine energy, not percievable unless it's doing its work. Others say he looks somewhat like a dwarf but unnaturally big.
Symbols: A torch, a diamond and a stone.
Portfolio: Domain of Mountains, subdomain Mining and minerals.
Alignment: Lawful neutral
Servitars: Dwarves.
Weapon: Montis either wields a sort of grand double edged battle-hammer, or a pickaxe.
Animal: The Dragon
Followers: Specific monk tribes that settle in the mountain peaks to meditate and slow their pace of living.(only those who settle there to contact his snoring conscience)
People(or dwarves) that want to make fortune with gold and other minerals.
Background:
Montis awoke years after the world's creation. He is the son of one of the creators, the one that was (presumably) responsible for everything made of rock and stone. But his father never told him how the world was created, he never slightly hinted how in the world the first ones had brought up the power to create such an immense ecosystem. He felt jealousy towards the creator(s), why did he not posses such a great power, why did he not play a big role in the most important happening. He thought about this for many years, until he finally accepted that he simply could not be as great as his ancestor(s), although his father had spoken his words of trust and predicted he would be proud of Montis one day. Once that day of acceptance came he started thinking of something he could give the world, he started thinking and experimenting to find out where his domain lay, what divine powers he possessed. One day he found out, he just knew it, as he researched his fathers' work. He started inspecting the mountains, still slightly jealous, and he entered several of them, he felt their pressure and the hardness of their solid rock. He created hollow places where great halls could be built, furthermore he picked spots he deemed fit all over the inside of the planet and he morphed the dense granite and stone into multiple different ore and gemstone veins on those spots. He filled up the planet with a good amount of these veins. He then begged the great gods to create a new race that could reside in his halls and be his servitors. A race he had already designed. He knew what they would look like, he had it all in mind, it just needed the spark of life. He also, bold as he was, wished to receive the mountains as his domain. as present for his brilliance and his addition of gems and shiny rocks. For he had made the inside of the earth much more beautiful, ad he was proud of his work.
His wish was granted, the dwarves were created, and they grew out to become the most ambitious mining race on the planet, and also the ones that knew how to get out the full potential of gems and ores. They knew how to improve and always strifed for perfection, although most of them don't even come above ground, there are always adventurous types.
As for the mountains; at first the greater gods hesitated to give him the mountains as domain. But after a while they finally agreed.
Montis was proud to call himself the father of dwarves, and with a feeling of fulfillment and no need to be in an active position all the time as the dwarves could easily get along without his help. He slithered down into a deep divine slumber, not showing himself again...
Untill now!
So I'm gonna post the god I have in mind right now..
Critics are welcome, as long as it's not too offensive ;p
I understand if you find me too hasty, just showing my ideas.
Name: Montis
Titles: God of Mines, the Earthsmith, Shaper of Minerals, Father of Dwarves
True name: Birndràth
Inspiration: the dwarves.
Appearance: No mortal knows what Montis looks like, even to some gods his true form is unknown. Some say Montis has no form at all, that he is just some kind of divine energy, not percievable unless it's doing its work. Others say he looks somewhat like a dwarf but unnaturally big.
Symbols: A torch, a diamond and a stone.
Portfolio: Domain of Mountains, subdomain Mining and minerals.
Alignment: Lawful neutral
Servitars: Dwarves.
Weapon: Montis either wields a sort of grand double edged battle-hammer, or a pickaxe.
Animal: The Dragon
Followers: Specific monk tribes that settle in the mountain peaks to meditate and slow their pace of living.(only those who settle there to contact his snoring conscience)
People(or dwarves) that want to make fortune with gold and other minerals.
Background:
Montis awoke years after the world's creation. He is the son of one of the creators, the one that was (presumably) responsible for everything made of rock and stone. But his father never told him how the world was created, he never slightly hinted how in the world the first ones had brought up the power to create such an immense ecosystem. He felt jealousy towards the creator(s), why did he not posses such a great power, why did he not play a big role in the most important happening. He thought about this for many years, until he finally accepted that he simply could not be as great as his ancestor(s), although his father had spoken his words of trust and predicted he would be proud of Montis one day. Once that day of acceptance came he started thinking of something he could give the world, he started thinking and experimenting to find out where his domain lay, what divine powers he possessed. One day he found out, he just knew it, as he researched his fathers' work. He started inspecting the mountains, still slightly jealous, and he entered several of them, he felt their pressure and the hardness of their solid rock. He created hollow places where great halls could be built, furthermore he picked spots he deemed fit all over the inside of the planet and he morphed the dense granite and stone into multiple different ore and gemstone veins on those spots. He filled up the planet with a good amount of these veins. He then begged the great gods to create a new race that could reside in his halls and be his servitors. A race he had already designed. He knew what they would look like, he had it all in mind, it just needed the spark of life. He also, bold as he was, wished to receive the mountains as his domain. as present for his brilliance and his addition of gems and shiny rocks. For he had made the inside of the earth much more beautiful, ad he was proud of his work.
His wish was granted, the dwarves were created, and they grew out to become the most ambitious mining race on the planet, and also the ones that knew how to get out the full potential of gems and ores. They knew how to improve and always strifed for perfection, although most of them don't even come above ground, there are always adventurous types.
As for the mountains; at first the greater gods hesitated to give him the mountains as domain. But after a while they finally agreed.
Montis was proud to call himself the father of dwarves, and with a feeling of fulfillment and no need to be in an active position all the time as the dwarves could easily get along without his help. He slithered down into a deep divine slumber, not showing himself again...
Untill now!
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