Darth Shadow

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

God, I'm late.

👺 Goblin Quest

As two goblins continue to venture deeper into the cave, fear begins to rise in Rizz’s mind. It is only natural for her self-preserve nature to kick in right now, seeing how deep she had ventured in. Before her, a sphere about 3 meters in diameter is all her vision. The rocky surfaces feel alien, lack of any signs of previous settlement. The cave itself is like a new environment, lacking the sense of warmth and safety while having in abundance dangers and dreads lurking around the blind spots. The sound of something chittering beneath send chills along her spine. Is she afraid, Rizz wondered at the image of the female goblin before her, who back continues to stride confidently forward, following something that Rizz couldn’t pick up.

Increasing her pace so that the back never left her sight, Rizz instinctively lowering down the sound. Her footsteps carefully placed among the pebbles, afraid of making a sound. The green nostrils flare with minor rise and low, creating these soft and small noise, easily blended to the soft wind coming from the cave entrance. Her forehead, with an eye-catching scar that stretched from her left eyebrow and lost between the hair, dotted with sweat. And although seemingly affected by the constant build up stress and pressure from the environment, Rizz stills show no signs of leaving the goblin before her. Her hands ready for any unexpected situation that may arise.

Suddenly, Glimmway stopped, a wall that connected the ceiling and the ground beneath stretches around her and Rizz. It was a dead end, Rizz realized as she looked at the structure. But how come did Glimmway know this was a dead end? Was she hear before? And if she did, when? Question flies across Rizz’s as approached Glimmway, half-heartedly giving her the grub Rizz held in hand during the journey. She did notice the two rocks that shine at Glimmway’s feet, but something blocked her from taking the white one. Rizz wasn’t brave enough to be the leader. Glimmway was brave and that is what she should get.

“ Let’s go,” Rizz muttered while strolling along the path that they have previously taken. Carrying a hint of troublesome on her face, Rizz constantly looking back, checking to see if Glimm is still able to follow her.

The World Unravelled: A God RP

Amp

Amp

_{The Nihilist, Listener of Meaningless, Speaker of the Dumb and Dull-Witted, The Final Voice}

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Domain

• Main Domain(s): Regression and Forgotten
• Minor Domains: Lost, Malfunction, Accidents, and the plethora of Unreasonable things in existence
• Opposing Domains:
  Life, Order, Knowledge, Reality, Time, Evolution, Crisis, Beginning and End, and Existence.

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Appearance:

From multiples elongated joints that protrude from her wrist to the clarinet that always places before her skeletal jaws, Amp gives out the vibes of an unsympathetic god. But unlike Nyrae, who hides her beauty under multiple layers of garments likely because of shame , Amp let her nature for the world to behold. She, of course, doesn’t have shame of a woman being stare while naked. But still, it is a foolish move for the mortal to stare at The Nihilist. For to stare at Amp, ones must have the courage to trade everything to see the true reality. But tales have been told by her followers that this is not her true appearance. That the formed Amp currently inhabiting is nothing more than a disguise, a role she played before changing to her true appearance, the Herald of Chaos.

Minor Appearance:

A pleasant smile. A heartwarming gaze. The beauty of this minor appearance shakes the realm with its elegance. But make no mistake for its fragility, for even a god, no matter how limited the physical self may posed, is still a god.

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Personal Information

Personality: With a rebellious nature, ones have to wonder why Amp was never the Goddess of Freedom. The goddess doesn’t like the feeling of constraint by any moral standards, often throwing tantrums with Nyrae and Orgalong, and have a deep interest in the mortal’s politics. How come a woman, whose task was to forgot, taken interest in all things around her?

Simple, she doesn’t. Beside, instead of using “interest”, it would be better to use “lackadaisical” and “playful” to describe Amp’s interest in the mortal realms. She wouldn’t bat an eye if you slain a pregnant woman, push an old lady as she crossed the roads, or making couples to divorce. To her, mortals are mortals by the end of the day. There are no differences between an ant and a grown up man or woman, just that the ants can’t talk and human can. And because of that, she “plays” with human. She toyed with their mental, causing war and bloodshed, destroying families that amused her. It is no wonder that only the mad and the broken are her sole follower, seeing how unstable her mind is.

Relationships:

Allegiances: True Neutral
Although having a playful nature, Amp never carry any ideas of harming her brethren. Beside, killing them would just cut off her fun times which she so cherish.

But for the King, Amp never cared much for that man. It is true that she did give her core to him. But any sane man with a working mind could tell where her heart lies, right beside the Prince of Chaos himself.

Peoples:

The Misfortunes

Who remembered the beggar’s name when his corpse turn cold? Who remembered the innocence faces that were lost in the flames of war and discord? Who gives the prostitute a blanket when her skin wrinkled and eyes turned white? No one, that is. No one, but accept one. Amp’s follower are those that are misfortune, who took the wrong turn of the crossroad, or simply got a bad deck of card in hand. From the beggars who prayed for a night without feeling the cold surface of the ground beneath to the prostitutes who prayed for her shame to went away, Amp’s provide her blessing to them all. For the beggar, the booze and its numbness. For the prostitute, the money. And for the children, a visage of home and family.

The Nihilist

Like its name suggest, these men and women held a grudge against the world. They actively sought out means to end the world, stopping the footstep of progress, and advocating for regression in morality or society structure. Warmongers, killers, accident causers. These madmen are the messengers of Amp, the loyal servants that ushers the world into a state of disarray.

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Belonging:

Avatar and Anathema:

A shield that has taken formed of a mirror. Despite its smooth surface, no reflection could be cast on this shield. It is said that those who touch its surface will be wipe clean from existence, though the later half has yet to be proven.

Domain

Misc

👺 Goblin Quest

@Mae You can go first if you want to.

Describe something poorly and let the person below figure it out

Also video game:
Go on a mission to find and kill someone in a post-apocolytic sandbox, only to discover you're that person.

Fall out. Maybe 4 but I am not sure.

Another game: Despite being the objective is to kill players, you kill chickens instead.

👺 Goblin Quest

@Rabidporcupine Wouldn’t that be détails orient?

Twisted Tales ~ Once Upon a Nightmare

@Fallenreaper no problem, I need someone fast enough to chase after them anyway.

Twisted Tales ~ Once Upon a Nightmare

I’ll go for the cat. Less chance to stumble on some kind of mentally ill person.

👺 Goblin Quest

One shouldn’t joke about goblin’s birth rate. What is this sudden outburst of goblins, population bomb of 20th century?