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Sometimes, even an adventurer needs a backrub.
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Posting later. Just got done with courses for the day.
Wario, Mahora

Wario was bashing his way through boulders, hard candy logs, and tremendous slabs of peanut brittle as he pursued a giant pink crab. The crab's long, spidery legs let it clamber over the landscape effortlessly, moving over tree trunks, cars, boulders, dumpsters, and creatures with relative ease. Its huge, meaty claws lifted and threw whatever it didn't climb over at the yellow-clad plumber.

Wario, however, did not have long legs. He couldn't go OVER the obstacles between him and his prey. So he just went through them. Jumping through one of the boulders, he finally managed to find a grip on the crab's leg, beginning to pull it closer to him. The crab continued scrabbling to get away, but Wario eventually tightened his grasp and began shaking the titanic creature. Small pinkish pearls flew off in every direction as Wario shook the creature up and down, leaving it with spinning eyes. With its coat of pink bubbles gone, the crab was only about the size of a basketball, most of its size coming from the disproportionately long legs that held it several feet off the ground. It looked up in terror as Wario dropped it, punting it like a football.

"GET LOST, LOSER!"

Wario ran around picking up the bubbles the creature left behind, stuffing a fistful into his mouth. After all, those rocks earlier were delicious, so why not this stuff too? As he swallowed another fistful, he was pleased to notice that it tasted like that gunk the kids put in their fancy tea drinks- Boba or something. It was then he took out a large sack and began shoving the boba into it.

"OH YEAH! This stuff's crazy sweet! I could make a mint selling bubble tea!"

Of course, this meant only one thing: He must hunt. He must find tomatoes, garlic, all the things that make Italian cuisine wonderful. That girl who dressed like Young Cricket was able to support herself with Chinese food- it stood to reason he could turn a profit with Italian!
Honestly, my problem is that Talija is obviously aping the other gods.

The Arguing God is the god of Darwinian Evolution? HA! I'll be the god of plants and animals!
There's a god of structures and inanimate objects? HA! I'll be the god of ideas and creativity!
There's a god of wind and storms? HA! I'll be the god of rain!

I wouldn't be surprised if the sheet gets edited to include darkness or betrayal or something.
I'm always up for Dark Sun.
@TalijaKey
I'm going to address your points as best I can understand them, because reading that post hurts my eyes.

1. All of humanity's greatest ideas and creations have been in order to give nature the finger. No claws, venom, or dermal plates? FUCK YOU, WE'RE MAKING TOOLS. Nature wants us to live in trees? FUCK YOU, HUNTING PARTIES AND MUD HUTS. Nature wants to limit our population as hunter-gatherers? HAHA, NOPE, AGRICULTURE LOSERS. Nature wants to keep us confined to a single landmass with large bodies of water? GUESS WHAT FUCKERS, WE MADE BOATS. Nature wants to limit where we can grow crops? MEET IRRIGATION, FUCKTARDS.

Each and every great invention that allowed civilization to be what it is today has been a punch in the throat of nature. Humanity's struggle has not been to "follow nature's ideas and laws." It's been to break them as flagrantly and frequently as possible.

2. Nature is not the manifestation of ideas. What you're thinking of is some kind of collective unconscious dreamworld dealy. Nature is nature, the things that aren't man-made.

3. If "SHE COULDN'T DECIDE" is an acceptable reason for such a nonsensical domain, then I shall be god of Survival, Conflict, Ingenuity, Divinity, and The Third Tuesday of Every Month. Vetovid is the god of war and clairvoyance, which shares a word with "strategy" in the Slavic tongues. Veles is the god of "magic" in the sense that "magic" is "any knowledge peasants don't understand." Such as trade and the care of livestock.

@rush99999
Name: Un, the Arguing God

Aspect: Survival, Conflict, Ingenuity

Personality: Every decision is made by a cacophonous committee of heads representing his stray thoughts. Consensus is eventually reached, and the FUN begins. The best way to toughen up the mortals for when the gods are bored or have better stuff to do is to train them to handle horrible things every day.

Avatar: There are two things that the multitude of heads can agree upon: one, Un looks good in white and a shaggy fur coat, and two, the more heads the better. The more heads, the more possible solutions they can come up with. After all, two heads are better than one, so six, seven, or even forty heads must be fantastic!
@TalijaKey Honestly, I gotta ask how you're relating those domains without going into poetic allegories or something.
Name: Un, the Arguing God

Aspect: Survival, Conflict, Ingenuity

Personality: Every decision is made by a cacophonous committee of heads representing his stray thoughts. Consensus is eventually reached, and the FUN begins. The best way to toughen up the mortals for when the gods are bored or have better stuff to do is to train them to handle horrible things every day.

Avatar: There are two things that the multitude of heads can agree upon: one, Un looks good in white and a shaggy fur coat, and two, the more heads the better. The more heads, the more possible solutions they can come up with. After all, two heads are better than one, so six, seven, or even forty heads must be fantastic!
I assumed we'd be roleplaying as the gods, honestly.
Eh, what the heck, worldbuilding's always fun.
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