Hiraga would have left for Earth before any of her sibs were born, so she would not know a heaven's gathering bell or how it sounds, that's my reasoning.
"Most certainly a fucking way, me in yours, apparently." Hiraga groaned for herself. The groan was a mocked one, the bump on her head hardly fazed her, but she has gotten used to playing the role after so many years her head might have as well hurt for real. The blunette klutz then seemed to want to do right by her by collecting her stuff rather than helping her up, but at least the individuum was trying.
"Nothing important save the back of my head. Where are you hurrying this fine day, lass?" She said with a warm smile. She reached out for the bundle of undamaged papers: "You should give those up, you know. Not only does it pollute your lungs, but also the air and you're littering." she noted when she saw the cigarette being discarded so casually. And then, their hands touched. Hiraga felt as if a spark jumped between the two of them, a force that she didn't feel for so long she had trouble placing it. Well, at least she thought it felt familiar. Were the eons of being cast down to earth finally taking her toll?
Then the bell rang, or at least she thought so. Looking curiously in the direction of the sound, she wondered what could have made it - there was no church tower or town hall in sight.
She was eternal, immortal and all encompassing, and yet, she died. Died a slow, agonizing death.
Worse.
She was still dying, and there seemed to be no end in sight. When the gates to Heaven were locked, Hiraga's suffering could never be described in words, mortal or divine. Ever since then, she was sentenced to a life of a quadriplegic, that was the closest analogy the Guardian could think of. She made herself one with the Earth. It was her body. She was the soil the mortals treaded, she was the water that banished their thirst and the hand that fed them.
She felt everything that happened to the beautiful blue world, and then, with a turn of a key, it was all taken away, and she was numb. Cursed to see the world through her eyes only, banished to a human looking shell, and unable to stop anyone from harming the beauty of the fragile world. She wished Death came for her just like he tended to the mortals. she wanted him to come, take away her pains and anguish, and allow her to move on. Finish the job! she often cursed at him. She could find no reason to be punished like this, doomed to an eternal life of a dying, crippled being.
Over the eons, the anguish and the depression subsided, eventually even her anger at Desius. She could see his reasoning, albeit not agreeing with it. The recent era has even allowed her to start tending to the world again in some manner, with the now dominant humanity starting to care for the planet they were slowly making to kill them off. And, she had to admit, there was the silver lining of not having to feel the world suffer. She could imagine that two world wars, half a thousand nuclear weapon tests, several nuclear powerplant events and oil spills would have left her feeling cranky at times.
Who knew if she would have been patient enough with humanity to see them reach for the heavens and stand on the surface of the tomb where her father slept, and now cast their sight to one of the dead planets orbiting her mother.
Still, it couldn't get her motivated enough to get up early in the morning. It was 9:45, and Hiraga, or rather Sharon Woods, was entertaining the thought of silencing the alarm clock (snoozed three times by 15 minutes) with an inventive use of a picture frame.
Sleep was another of those pesky things that came with being an immortal being that was denied the source of heavenly powers. And unlike the mortals, coffee helped pathetic little to one of her own kind.
As she got up though, she had to wonder if she was finally getting used to the beverage. She always had to make it strong enough not to need a mug, and for little effect. Today she used up what was left in the can, and yet she was starting to feel refreshed. Slipping into her suit she checked her schedule. She was free until eleven when she had to go play an environmental consultant again, so she decided to take the scenic route and-
-ram into what must have been a jogger just as she was turning a corner. The papers she was carrying created a spectacular fountain in the air, gently kissing the surface of a muddy puddle, another one landing in dog turd and Hiraga herself banging her head on the mail box behind her.
Ah, that slipped the net when I was archiving :) Suffice to say the situation here seems as such that Hiraga will be a bit more melow this time around ^_^
Also known as: The First One; The Preserver; Sharon Woods
God aspect: Perseverance: Hiraga was known as the protector goddess, one that keeps the balance of all things.
Personality: The guardian goddess is connected to Earth, its state directly affecting her mood. In general, she is non-conflicting and among the Gods can be considered neither good nor evil. She has no mercy however, and her judgement is always an eye for an eye. Should a mortal decide to stripmine a mountain range and fall large forests to build machines of war, they will find their shipyards claimed for the seas by a tsunami and their factories swallowed by fissures caused by an earthquake. As such, she is the element of chaos in any plan, whether they be form the mind of a mortal or a god.
Parents: Solara and Lunus
Sexuality: Bisexual
Forms: Hiraga is a shapeshifter, however her representing form is that of a white tiger. On Earth after her powers were sealed, she wears the look of a woman she was once enamored with, but died young of cancer. In her true form, Hiraga is an energy being, who’s sight rather fills others with hope and positive feelings, rather than insanity.
Powers:
Guardian Perserver: If everything is well on Earth, her own powers are weakening, to the point of falling into slumber during what could be called a ‘golden age’. However if the planet suffers, the goddess’ wrath will rain upon those responsible in force unmatched. If the world would be nearing its end, she would gain the power to to bring judgement day, purge the original world of all life and cause the souls to move either to Heaven or Underworld, and start life anew by laying down her own. Nobody dares to think what would happen to Earth if she was slain, and no one is certain she can be killed as long as the Earth exists.
Reincarnation: To her followers, she offers the this gift, having the power to anchor their soul in the world in a new body. Those who choose to remain are brought back as creatures of myths that aid her in watching the land.
Shapeshifting: Hiraga can appear in any form and size. Aside from her representative tiger, she has been seen posing as mythical figures, from fairies to dragons, or various humans when she needs to undermine someone’s intent to harm the planet.
Tool:
Soul Stone: A crystal sphere that allows the user to glimpse the entire life of an individual, used by Hiraga to pass judgement on whom she should allow to reincarnate.
History:
Hiraga does not really have any history before being Earth-bound. The first child of Solara and Lunus looked upon the planet and her heart was filled with joy at the sight of the beautiful creation. She declared to forever guard it from destruction, and made herself one with the World.
Over the eons she struck against any and all who desecrated Earth’s beauty. When one kind of animals grown too dominant, she struck the world itself and torn the continents apart, or reached out form the Earth to pull a meteor into its path to create an extinction event, a temporary downturn in life so that new one can flourish in greater variety when the world recovered, and for some time it worked.
With the locking of Heaven’s Gate, Hiraga’s powers vanished, and she started fighting to preserve the World in the political arena. Now unable to affect the world at large, she instead started to influence important humans, hoping to guide them away form their ways that were destroying the world into living in harmony with it.
Motive:
Ever since the first world war, Hiraga has been quite infuriated with Humanity. Unlike the others, she does not seek a return to the Heavens, but she would like to have a word with Death about the impending catastrophe his beloved Humanity is summoning on itself, whether she aided in it or not.
Other gods
Amos: "I see a lot of myself in him. Where I chose to guard the Earth, he chose to guard the homeland of our parents. I pity him greatly, for I can not imagine how I would take being forced out of the Earth. I would probably spend equal centuries yanking on the chain keeping me away. I would have hoped he would find a home in my realm, but he grieves for the ways of old too much."
Fiala: "I watch her doings with great mirth. I only wish most of my siblings were this harmless. Sure, sometimes she does someone a great harm, but she doesn't do it on a large scale, and balances it with giving good fortune to others. I often thought about employing her to help me in my work, for making jsut one order form a warlord lost on it's way to the soldiers could do away with an entire war. But then again, that is my job, and it is a job. I have the feeling that my sister would not wish to be bound like that, as it is not that amusing."
Desious: "Noone knows any better, but given the striking similarities between us, he might be one of the firstborn of the same parents as I. Much like Amos and myself, he is a caretaker of the last realm, after a fashion. But not even I know where he came from really - I was already earthbound when my younger siblings were born in the Heavens, and I can not see the workings of the underworld, which might have somehow spawned him on it's own. All I know is that he wasn't born on Earth after I arrived there. As far as his purpose goes, I do not mind him. All mortal things die, it is only fitting their souls have a shepard to guide them into the afterlife, rather than being left to their own devices and succumbing to chaos."
Goehearth: "I am Balance, he is Anarchy, what do you think?! Death should have shoved him into the Heavens before locking the gates, and he should have welded them shut, nailed with bars and then bury in rocks to prevent this madman from ever getting out! Now I will have to find a way to dispose of him, or at least seal him away."
Brod: "...For someone who looks like something that would crawl out of your worst nightmare, what he creates is simply beautiful. I long to see him work again. When I descended on it, Earth was amazing, like a rough mountain range. Brod is the one that comes, pick an ordinarily looking stone form the mountains, creates a beautiful gem form it and then a pristine jewel. Can you blame me for falling for him? I only pity him that he doesn't take some time to admire his work as I do."
Stjerne: "I do not know him too much, his interests were in the skies, rather than down on Earth, but his work is very pretty to the eye. HE gives us all something to admire when our Mother's tomb sets on the horizon."
Zencrux: "Ever the troublemaker, and I thank him for it, for he keeps me on my toes. I wish I could have been there more for him when he was young, but for the lack of care I given, I can be even more proud on what he has become. And when all is good, I can sleep easier, knowing that he will do fine in warding the land in my absence. the 'Exile' has opened many of our eyes - perhaps now will be a chance to reconnect, and catch up on what we missed. We shall see."
Cyl'Nyarlith "This individuum caused so much trouble for me in the past when it taught the Mortals how to use Magic, I should have locked it somewhere in a deep cave. I only didn't bother because if it's, admittedly respectable, knack for learning and studying things. No matter what kind of lock or spell I could have put on a seal, this thing probably knows it better than I do and would be maybe amused, but not impeded by it in the slightest."
Huseror "The most disgusting and vile of all existence. I will sooner lay in bed with Goehearth before I lay an eye on this antithesis to everything that I am! But alas, it is an enemy that I can not defeat, not on my own. And not many have shown an interest in helping me do something about it in the past."
Demigods
Keyla Harms: "Demigods are not strong enough or numerous enough to unbalance anything enough to give me trouble. This one I actually like, she can make a man either start caring for what he's ruined, or curse him to forever suffer every time they ruin something again. Either they turn for the better, or jump down a cliff. One way or another, I win."
Jerico "A boy upholding the tradition of his crazed father, but relatively harmless on his own. I leave him be just so I do not push his daddy into action."
Nemeria "I applaud her for rejecting her father, but that doesn't mean that she is off the hook. as a destructive force, I as a Guardian have to watch her closely."
Shirley Hamilton "This daughter of mine will one day swallow the universe whole, I swear! I AM looking forward to seeing just how much of me is in her though. I should pay her a visit soon."
Mortals
Humanity: "The most intelligent and yet the most foolish of mortal creatures. So self centered and so assured in their superiority that they believe then can save the planet they are destroying for profit. We shall see, fleshbags. I will give you one chance to make this right, for at least there is reasoning with you, unlike the dinosaurs."
Fauna: "If I had to pick, my favorite animals would be the crocodile and the turtle. Life that evolved so well that it has survived unchanged for longer than anything else mortal on earth right now, and yet not so widespread and dominating to trample on the diversity of live. Although, based solely on looks, I would vote the Tiger or the Shark the Miss World."
Flora: "The most basic of life, and yet necessary, for it is the base which gives life to all the rest. I miss some of the plants of older ages. they were magnificent, and all that remains of them now is used as fuel, with only scraps being preserved for future generations. Right now though, I would have to say the Sunflower would be my favorite. It reminds me of Amos, longing for the heavens, always looking to the Sun."
Trivia: Hiraga’s symbol is the last letter of any alphabet, a silent reminder that no one should upset her, or the world will be in peril.
Also known as: The First One; The Preserver; Sharon Woods
God aspect: Perseverance: Hiraga was known as the protector goddess, one that keeps the balance of all things.
Personality: The guardian goddess is connected to Earth, its state directly affecting her mood. In general, she is non-conflicting and among the Gods can be considered neither good nor evil. She has no mercy however, and her judgement is always an eye for an eye. Should a mortal decide to stripmine a mountain range and fall large forests to build machines of war, they will find their shipyards claimed for the seas by a tsunami and their factories swallowed by fissures caused by an earthquake. As such, she is the element of chaos in any plan, whether they be form the mind of a mortal or a god.
Parents: Solara and Lunus
Sexuality: Bisexual
Forms: Hiraga is a shapeshifter, however her representing form is that of a white tiger. On Earth after ehr powers were sealed,s he wears the look of a woman she was once enamored with, but died young of cancer. In her true form, Hiraga is an energy being, who’s sight rather fills others with hope and positive feelings, rather than insanity.
Powers:
Guardian Perserver: If everything is well on Earth, her own powers are weakening, to the point of falling into slumber during what could be called a ‘golden age’. However if the planet suffers, the goddess’ wrath will rain upon those responsible in force unmatched. If the world would be nearing its end, she would gain the power to to bring judgement day, purge the original world of all life and cause the souls to move either to Heaven or Underworld, and start life anew by laying down her own. Nobody dares to think what would happen to Earth if she was slain, and no one is certain she can be killed as long as the Earth exists.
Reincarnation: To her followers, she offers the this gift, having the power to anchor their soul in the world in a new body. Those who choose to remain are brought back as creatures of myths that aid her in watching the land.
Shapeshifting: Hiraga can appear in any form and size. Aside from her representative tiger, she has been seen posing as mythical figures, from fairies to dragons, or various humans when she needs to undermine someone’s intent to harm the planet.
Tool:
Soul Stone: A crystal sphere that allows the user to glimpse the entire life of an individual, used by Hiraga to pass judgement on whom she should allow to reincarnate.
History:
Hiraga does not really have any history before being Earth-bound. The first child of Solara and Lunus looked upon the planet and her heart was filled with joy at the sight of the beautiful creation. She declared to forever guard it from destruction, and made herself one with the World.
Over the eons she struck against any and all who desecrated Earth’s beauty. When one kind of animals grown too dominant, she struck the world itself and torn the continents apart, or reached out form the Earth to pull a meteor into its path to create an extinction event, a temporary downturn in life so that new one can flourish in greater variety when the world recovered, and for some time it worked.
With the locking of Heaven’s Gate, Hiraga’s powers vanished, and she started fighting to preserve the World in the political arena. Now unable to affect the world at large, she instead started to influence important humans, hoping to guide them away form their ways that were destroying the world into living in harmony with it.
Motive:
Ever since the first world war, Hiraga has been quite infuriated with Humanity. Unlike the others, she does not seek a return to the Heavens, but she would like to have a word with Death about the impending catastrophe his beloved Humanity is summoning on itself, whether she aided in it or not.
Other gods
Amos: "I see a lot of myself in him. Where I chose to guard the Earth, he chose to guard the homeland of our parents. I pity him greatly, for I can not imagine how I would take being forced out of the Earth. I would probably spend equal centuries yanking on the chain keeping me away. I would have hoped he would find a home in my realm, but he grieves for the ways of old too much."
Fiala: "I watch her doings with great mirth. I only wish most of my siblings were this harmless. Sure, sometimes she does someone a great harm, but she doesn't do it on a large scale, and balances it with giving good fortune to others. I often thought about employing her to help me in my work, for making jsut one order form a warlord lost on it's way to the soldiers could do away with an entire war. But then again, that is my job, and it is a job. I have the feeling that my sister would not wish to be bound like that, as it is not that amusing."
Demigods
Mortals
Trivia: Hiraga’s symbol is the last letter of any alphabet, a silent reminder that no one should upset her, or the world will be in peril.