ravenDivinity

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You should! Theme songs are kickass!
I could be very wrong. But would this suit Darius?

@akje

I think that would work. I might toss in Meltdown by Stromae and Kingdom by Charli XCX and Simon Lebon.

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I think I'll go ahead and post.

Also, wow, new people! Maybe I should give my own character a theme song too.

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I was just waiting to see if @Magnato was going to make a post.

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Who's turn is it?

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Darius →

Darius was fixing to say something else, but the loud crash interrupted him. Grant and the green girl started out the chamber door into whatever calamity was happening outside, and Darius shouted after Grant, "Wait, wait!" But the young Sterling was too late. Why can't we just stay put for a little bit and figure this out before getting crazy? Darius shook his head and then looked around the room, at the now-empty shrine, the recently-vacated pods, and the symbol on the wall. Well, he supposed that the group wouldn't go anywhere just staying inside, so he might as well join it outside. His steps to the door were silent and measured as if cautious approaches were his specialty. The door quietly pushed open to the rich beauty of the forest where dim sunlight filtered through the canopy and illuminated the forest floor.

Beautiful... The forest met the definition of exotic with overachievement. It was more than amazing. It was truly magical. Fruits and curiosities of all sorts decorated the forest. Of course, the beauty of it all was very deceiving. Darius knew there were probably more than a few things in that forest that could kill people easily. The door slowly fell shut behind him, and Darius's new form was bathed in the light and air of the forest, a refreshing feeling washing over his body. He shook himself from his internal musings about the forest and turned to the task at hand. Lab coat was on the ground, rambling again and probably dying. John Eidreon was his name, and his name was a name Darius had never heard before and definitely a weird one, given the last name. You... kinda deserve that... Fish girl, on the other hand, was just acting weirder and showing off her claw hands. That's... kinda disgusting... And Grant was there, in a fighting stance. The other man was running into the unknown in the distance, and who knew where the hell he was jogging anyway? Darius took a deep breath and calmed himself before speaking. "What's going on here? Don't—Don't move his body. Not a good idea."

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I feel like the young 'uns should meet. It would be #relatable.

I'll post in the morning when I have access to a PC.

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Darius →

What a dream.

Darius's initial waking thoughts were proven wrong by a quick examination of his surroundings. Four others besides himself, all rising out of pods, and a pristine facility, filled with said pods, confirmed the truth of the situation. Whatever goddess had spoken to him in his dream was not bluffing. If that were the case, and her words were true, then Darius would at that moment be no longer an ordinary boy. Then Darius would be a young man on the path to godhood. He felt the new power of which the goddess spoke surging through him like the sparks of otherworldly feelings and ulterior urges that had rarely possessed him in the reality he had known, only the new power he felt within him was stronger than anything he'd ever known. There was a new hope. Still, Darius was a boy torn from the only world he'd ever known and the only place he'd ever actually learned to care about, and the nature of his predicament brought him to anxious thoughts. He wondered if he would ever make it. He ran a shaky hand through his dark brown hair and looked at his body that was now cooler to the touch and more brawny than the physical weakness he had become accustomed to. His skin was the same tan shade, but it appeared flushed and immaculate. Darius Sterling was distraught, and the face of worry took root quickly.

That other man, the man in a labcoat, ditched the party immediately to venture into the unknown after rambling about lawsuits and pranks and falling into his delusion of grandeur, and just like that another blond went storming after the lab coat with a less-than-well-intending expression on his face. That happened fast. Against the stress of the hour, Darius tried to keep his cool, pun not intended, amidst what would likely be a new series of introductions with the remaining two people in the room: a girl who was... green... and a relatively ordinary-looking man of Swedish descent in a suit, who remarked about the lab coat with the same slighted feeling Darius probably felt. "Hey. Uh, nice to meet you, Grant. I'm Darius." He sat back against a pod, and he made eye contact with the other two. "Well, according to her," Darius answered, with a pointed look at the symbol on the wall, "We're supposedly going to become gods and escape this place by defeating her and... her pantheon..." He looked dismayed and distantly out the window at the lush forest.

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Cool, regardless looking forward to getting started. :) I did also have a question though, will we have some choice over what abilities we get over time? I know a lot of stuff will be gained through consumption, so I was curious if we just got some of what we consumed or if we could use the energy consumed to evolve along our existing lines as well?

@Raptorman

Probably a combination of the two?

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Oooh, fun. I can't wait to get started.

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Darius Sterling

Name: Darius Sterling.

Sex: Male.

Age: 17.

Appearance:
The boy's physical form is best described as a peculiar amalgam, a fine combination in a body of average proportions, a smooth and soft person made strong and independent by assets that create a sense of empowerment in his figure. Darius Sterling stands at a normal height, neither the tallest nor the shortest of men his age, and the composition of his body is comparable to that of lean cattle - slender, but not altogether thin or underwhelming with a layer of worked muscle veiled by a little fat. Given his appearance, he isn't incredibly strong; however, he can exert a good degree of force when he truly applies himself. His legs are long and muscled whereas his arms are shorter and less strong, but his shoulders are broader than most men's shoulders and may carry their fair share of weight. His back is more erect and stiff in a manner that belies Darius's otherwise dynamic and relaxed posture that shifts his balance to one side of his body when he stands still; this strong backbone of his offers more conviction to his opinions despite his speciously carefree personality.

His basic facial structure detracts from the typical features found in the common man with a subtle level of femininity in his features: high cheekbones, rounder face, and softer skin. The young Sterling's more masculine traits are equally more prominent. A square jawline sets off the round aspect of his face lined with the beginning scruff of a full short-boxed beard, a flat nose with a convex arch sits between his two dark amber-brown eyes, and his thick eyebrows create the large variety of expressions his face is capable of. His lightly-tanned white skin is soft, but not completely clear, and the medium-length, blackish-brown hair on his head is layered into an undercut, parted to the right side of his face. Darius also has a slight overbite, straight teeth, and a set of small, full lips that often must speak up to be heard. As of his arrival in the Cradle of Divinity, Darius's muscles have become more defined, and his skin has become more flushed. His default body heat has also decreased to around room temperature.

Personality:
Above all else, Darius esteems the virtues of love, charity, patience, kindness, and humility. These virtues rule most aspects of his beliefs, his philosophy, and his personality. They, along with rationality, govern his positive actions. His fits of anger and depression, stubborness, melancholy, procrastination, and low self-esteem may cloud his vision at times and prevent him from making good choices; in sweeps of negative emotions, Darius often loses sight of his most precious virtues. Regardless of his bouts of emotionally-distressed irrationality, his intelligence and mental fortitude are high, beheld above the common man and humbled below the genius.

He is inclined towards enigmatic unpredictability, defying the expectations of other people and other times exceeding them. He may be analytical and observant of new things, but he is an adventurer at heart who is not afraid to investigate further or pursue something. For this fact, Darius is extremely adaptable to new environments and reacts calmly to most things unless he is enraged, overjoyed, or anxious. Against his constant emotional turmoil, he is an overall jovial and amiable person to be around. His procrastination is just as convicted and tenacious as he is, and this may lead to distractions or losses of focus, a habit of his that Darius continues to try to defeat. His Greek temperament blends the sanguine and phlegmatic aspects.

At the junction of his homosexuality and intense passion, Darius is a questioning Catholic, caught between gnosticism and agnosticism. He feels extremely connected to spirituality above all things, thus seeing all people as interconnected to each other in all manner of ways. This part of himself leads him to high optimism, a belief in the inherent good of humanity, existentialism, and a belief in the purpose of all things. His religious beliefs bring him to see all people as deserving of a level of care, whether he hates them or not. On a moral level, he sees murder as inherently wrong unless it is necessary for the common good to do so for the protection of many people. He understands that lies may protect or harm, but Darius feels that it is usually better to tell the truth. To him, it is wrong to do something to or to violate someone against their will, and he refuses to make promises that he cannot keep.

Biography:
Darius Sterling grew up in the ideal suburban town, one of few of its kind in the United States, a small prosperous affair appearing untouched by poverty and hardship. His formative years were full of emotional turmoil and instability under the roofs of divorced parents and the pressure of harsh classmates. Until after his last year of middle school, he was an introverted atheist, seeing the world as an inhospitable, hard place bent on making people like him disappear and go away, an identity shaped by the cruelty of fellow students and a pessimistic, narcissistic outlook on life. Darius had a hard time discerning his purpose, feeling that the odds were against him and that everything that had led to him was a mistake, that he didn't belong. Times changed as the years passed, and before he had begun high school, the young man experienced an extreme shift in his ideals and beliefs while he was on vacation in another country visiting his relatives. In the blink of an eye, he'd transformed from a cold shell of a human being into a living fiber of the great universe, like everything had fallen into place. This positive change in his life caused him to seek individuality in all its forms and beauty in all things, to become a pleasure-seeking individual turned to a postmodern view from the absolutism that once characterized human thought. Although he then looked upon his past with a sort of grateful spirit and continued to see himself in a negative life, things had seemed more positive than before despite more frequent conflicts with his parents and the internal turmoil of adolescence. Since the shift in his life, he had cried more, laughed more, smiled more, frowned more; all that happened allowed him to see the passion he had for life, even with all the depression and the anxiety. But after one of his lowest days, he was brought to the Cradle of Divinity, taken from his wild life, in what has yet to be seen by him as either a positive or negative development.

Skills:
- Powerful, appealing speaker
- Beautiful writer
- Decent cook
- Quick learner
- Good eyesight
- Decent singer and dancer

Elemental Cores:
- 1 Cold
- 1 Aether

Abilities:
- Cooling touch: Darius may cool any object he touches at will. (Cold)
- Water jet: Darius is capable of producing a jet of water from his palms using magic of varying size and strength. (Water, Ice)
- Wind gust: Darius can use this ability to make a gust of wind by manipulating the currents in the air. (Air)
- Sculpt ice: Darius may sculpt ice into walls, blocks, monoliths, icicles, and the like, but the forms are usually rough. (Ice)
- Charged crystals: Darius may generate and preserve different magical energies in ice crystals for different purposes. (Ice, Aether)

Familiars:
None yet.

Possessions:
None yet.