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"You're weird." he didn't flinch nor was fazed at this statement of being together with this place, "Not even a boy or girl." another world record broken for speaking 6 words.Charice did not seem to care about what gender was typically assigned such a name, as the concept of "gender" scarcely applied to it. After a bit of falling, they landed onto a ground seemingly made of rubber, the floor bouncing and rippling as they landed, causing then to be launched back into the air.
"Well... we can play anything!" Charice said happily, "We can play anything, and whatever, or anything and whatever, FOREVER! Forever and ever!"
The being was bounced back into the air, fell down to the rubbery earth beneath, was bounced up, tumbled down, bounced up, tumbled down, bounced up, tumbled down.... over and over and over and over and over again.
"As long as we're inside of me, time doesn't flow! You can remain here forever and ever... and it'll be so much fun!"
"I can tell you're confused," She said, trying to come up with a resolution that would give them both answers, "You were praying for a Miracle. Why were you praying for a Miracle?"@ZoroNotZolo
Your confusion continues to confuse those who have already been confused even further. Everyone is quite confused. They clearly expected you to have all the answers they needed and wanted, but this hope was short-lived. They did not doubt that you were some kind of divinity, but the nature of said divinity was called into question.
The zealots begin discussing amongst themselves, trying to make heads or tails of your existence.
(Yeah, I can tell. I'm having her ask questions to get an understanding of what they expected, the significance of a Miracle, etc.)(I think they might be confused.)
The goddess listened to the woman as she spoke, her expression curling into a light scowl. Gingerly...she reached out a hand, gingerly rubbing it across the woman's neck, like a master scratching its loyal hound.Mino took a few moments to think, not wanting to provide her Goddess with a half-baked report, before speaking.
"Presumably... human... soldiers." She said, "They... had... strange... devices. Ranged... weapons... that... fired... metal balls, when a trigger... was... pressed. And... large... logs... of metal, that exploded... on contact. They had... flying... devices. Machines with... weird... metal sticks... that spun fast. These... seemed to... propel the... soldiers... and their... machine... into the air. Which... let... them... f... fire... down... upon us."
She thought for a few more moments, remembering her battle with the soldiers not to long ago. Her furry ears twitched a bit, before she continued on.
"They were... quite... weak. Slow... with... insufficient... training or... discipline. Their... ranks... broke... easily. And they... did not... hesitate... to... abandon... their... comrades. Me and my men... did not... allow any... of them... to survive."
"Repulsive creatures," he spat in disgust, pulling back his blade from the enemy's flesh, and returning it back into his own body. "It's only a matter of time before I crack your genetic code. Then, we shall see who will be laughing."Your target is cleaved in twane by your attack, but not fully. The Land itself begins to cackle at you, mocking your inability to present the same flesh you had so viciously tormented with your power over biology, not to long before your battle, with a swift end. Countless mouths and openings let out radiating waves of psychotic laughs, the ground beating beneath you like a heart.
Aspasia looked at the zealots.@ZoroNotZolo
The zealots continued to discuss for a moment, before one of them spoke up.
"W-Well... c-currently, we are under the rule of a... h-horrible tyrant." They explained, their gender or age indecipherable through their hoarse tone and their thick cloak.
"S-She c-claims to b-be a Goddess... s-she has... enforced h-h-horrible... l-laws on us... we are l-low on food, a-and s-supplies.. p-people are dying at e-every t-turn... w-we d-don't know what to t-turn to..."
"..." he would stay silent, but made a nod at that and would just cross his arms."Why do I need a gender?" Charice asked as they bounced, "It's not like I have anything in my privates. I'm just me. Isn't that enough?"
Sarah moves her hand and tries to get some of these magical sources as she moves, at least the minerals, maybe she can ask someone how this works, then she starts moving towards the large land structures.You head east from your location, and at your speed you swiftly find yourself reaching land within a few minutes. As you fly, you feel a sense of thick mysticism in the air... it's a pleasant scent, but also confusing and incites caution.
The coastline of wherever you have landed glows with minerals rich in foreign magicks. In the distance, trees and other large land structures glow with a similar aura..
How will you proceed?
"Hmm, a goddess? Perhaps she'll be a challenge like the last one. I accept this invitation." Szerak says, moving closer into the cave entrance@AbaddonTheDisappointment
As you shout into the cave, a system message presents itself to you. Instead of the shiny, almost annoying bright blue the screen usually appears in, it is now a dark purple.
"Goddess, "Mistress of the Infinite Night - Artesia", has invited you into her Sanctuary. Will you accept the invitation?"
It seems a fellow God has requested your presence.
He goes towards the typewriter@Setsuna_tenma
You enter the gate, and find yourself in a room covered in black and red tiles. In the center of the room, which seems to be quite large... large enough to fit over a hundred people, there is a table and two chairs on each opposing end. Turned away from you is a typewriter, which is faced towards the chair opposite of you.
How will you proceed?
@Spider_Kaiju
As you do good deeds and spread your Worldview, you feel your power growing minutely with each passing moment. It is a incredibly insignificant boost with each passing moment, but it is bound to stack up if given enough time.
All you find across the English Channel are corpses in the water; many likely from those who felt their only option to escape doom was to try and swim across the water, only to swiftly drown.
Within France, you felt the presence of an exceptionally powerful, ferocious being... a God, just like you, and one other lone presence who followed them.
How will you proceed?
@Oliver_de_jesus
You head east from your location, and at your speed you swiftly find yourself reaching land within a few minutes. As you fly, you feel a sense of thick mysticism in the air... it's a pleasant scent, but also confusing and incites caution.
The coastline of wherever you have landed glows with minerals rich in foreign magicks. In the distance, trees and other large land structures glow with a similar aura..
How will you proceed?
@AbaddonTheDisappointment
As you shout into the cave, a system message presents itself to you. Instead of the shiny, almost annoying bright blue the screen usually appears in, it is now a dark purple.
"Goddess, "Mistress of the Infinite Night - Artesia", has invited you into her Sanctuary. Will you accept the invitation?"
It seems a fellow God has requested your presence.
@DaReaperMan
You approach the danger, and suddenly, a system message presents itself to you. It's in a bright red.
"Warning! Warning! God, "Master of the Corpse Blade - Vorxus", has spotted you in his territory! He is preparing to attack you."
As the System warns you, you hear the ground begin to rumble.
@Backbackback
"Why do I need a gender?" Charice asked as they bounced, "It's not like I have anything in my privates. I'm just me. Isn't that enough?"
@ZoroNotZolo
The zealots continued to discuss for a moment, before one of them spoke up.
"W-Well... c-currently, we are under the rule of a... h-horrible tyrant." They explained, their gender or age indecipherable through their hoarse tone and their thick cloak.
"S-She c-claims to b-be a Goddess... s-she has... enforced h-h-horrible... l-laws on us... we are l-low on food, a-and s-supplies.. p-people are dying at e-every t-turn... w-we d-don't know what to t-turn to..."
@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch
The Goddess could feel Mino begin to vibrate as she was petted, the tigress fervently purring against the hand of her deity. She leaned back into the Goddess' hand for a moment, before regaining her composure, her pleasant vibrations ceasing.
"Yes... goddess. Mino.. will.. make sure.. your will.. is done." She bowed in worship of her deity, "If... h... how... ever... I.. m.. mm.. ay... may pose.. a question.. would it... not be efficient.. to... bring... others... to us... rather than... search...? It.. is... doubtful.. anyone.. powerful enough to meet... your.. standard... is... casually... strolling around.."
@Da3ggman
As you flee like a coward, the masses of sentient, tortured flesh that you were previously battling cackle at you in the distance. Luckily, the sounds of their mockery become scarce as you fly into the skies and swiftly get away from the creatures, until they are no longer audible at all.
You soar through the air, and corrupted lighting and Thunder crackle around you. It's hard to get a sense of where you're going... usually air would get much thinner as you ascended, but in this new world, that didn't seem to be the case; as you ascended and soared, the air only seemed to get thicker as the poisonous clouds surrounded you. If you were any other you'd most certainly perish... but toxicity was your speciality it seemed, your attunement with diseases and viruses allowing you to soar through even this exceptionally toxic air without much issue. If anything, your throat felt a bit itchy.
What is your next move?
"I am not so easy to make fear!" Artanis yelled out, igniting his psi-blades, intending to abuse his forcefield to tank the hits thrown his way. Of course, he couldn't hear too well with the wind blazing past his head, but that probably wouldn't be an issue@DaReaperMan
You approach the danger, and suddenly, a system message presents itself to you. It's in a bright red.
"Warning! Warning! God, "Master of the Corpse Blade - Vorxus", has spotted you in his territory! He is preparing to attack you."
As the System warns you, you hear the ground begin to rumble.
"Gahhh! What is with this air?! Ugh, this world...there is more for me to cleanse than I thought," he told himself in a now raspy voice, courtesy of the toxic gas he had to inhale. While it wasn't deadly by any means, the God still disliked the feeling. Still, Gedon was determined to find some actual, sentient life before he went down to rest again; so, he continued flying through the clouds for over an hour, trying to detect anything around him.@Da3ggman
As you flee like a coward, the masses of sentient, tortured flesh that you were previously battling cackle at you in the distance. Luckily, the sounds of their mockery become scarce as you fly into the skies and swiftly get away from the creatures, until they are no longer audible at all.
You soar through the air, and corrupted lighting and Thunder crackle around you. It's hard to get a sense of where you're going... usually air would get much thinner as you ascended, but in this new world, that didn't seem to be the case; as you ascended and soared, the air only seemed to get thicker as the poisonous clouds surrounded you. If you were any other you'd most certainly perish... but toxicity was your speciality it seemed, your attunement with diseases and viruses allowing you to soar through even this exceptionally toxic air without much issue. If anything, your throat felt a bit itchy.
What is your next move?
Merlin is careful to use his precognition to determine whether this god is weak, strong, or somewhere inbetween in relation to himself, and whether or not he is friendly. He may decide diplomacy is the best resort.[
@Spider_Kaiju
As you do good deeds and spread your Worldview, you feel your power growing minutely with each passing moment. It is a incredibly insignificant boost with each passing moment, but it is bound to stack up if given enough time.
All you find across the English Channel are corpses in the water; many likely from those who felt their only option to escape doom was to try and swim across the water, only to swiftly drown.
Within France, you felt the presence of an exceptionally powerful, ferocious being... a God, just like you, and one other lone presence who followed them.
How will you proceed?
"Hmph... This doesn't look very... inviting." Harold mutters, his bravado momentarily shaken.@Adem_Warlock69
The bug creatures fly you over the destroyed city at speeds faster than sound, gliding over the burning cityscape. After a few minutes of flying, you are led to an isolated patch of scalding land, the very earth boiling around what seems to be a hole in the ground.
Your Followers point you to this, insinuating the passageway, set within the middle of scorched earth, leads to their nest.
Raplphina regarded her follower for a moment, letting her hand fall back to her side. She certainly hadn't expected the woman to come up with her own ideas...yet it was a pleasant surprise to be sure. A follower who could do nothing but follow was not worthy to be a member of her pack.The Goddess could feel Mino begin to vibrate as she was petted, the tigress fervently purring against the hand of her deity. She leaned back into the Goddess' hand for a moment, before regaining her composure, her pleasant vibrations ceasing.
"Yes... goddess. Mino.. will.. make sure.. your will.. is done." She bowed in worship of her deity, "If... h... how... ever... I.. m.. mm.. ay... may pose.. a question.. would it... not be efficient.. to... bring... others... to us... rather than... search...? It.. is... doubtful.. anyone.. powerful enough to meet... your.. standard... is... casually... strolling around.."
(Ah yes, the followers behind me when the followers are explicitly well outside the city and never followed Artanis into his falling assault. I literally can't respond to this due to continuity problems lol)@ZoroNotZolo
The worn and torn crowd discusses amongst themselves, before the same person speaks up.
"But... who... are you, ma'am? You haven't told us your identity..."
@Backbackback
Charice was a bit confused at your silence, but decided to shrug.
"Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....... Mr. God. You don't talk a lot. Why is that?" It asks.
@Oliver_de_jesus
The items you collect on your pilgrimage sting against your hand, causing whatever hairs you may have to stand up. The foreign energy is certainly curious..
Mountains and rock formations glow with an evermore powerful aura as you move to them, but along with the Aura are some seemingly archaic engravings, almost like cave paintings, conveying incomprehensible messages. It becomes immediately clear that this place is, or at the very least was, inhabited by intelligent life.
@AbaddonTheDisappointment
You accept the invitation, and darkness consumes you before you had the time to react to it. In the same instant, that same darkness spits you out into the territory of the Goddess who invited you.
You now stand beneath a blackened sky. It is not coated in toxic chemicals or nightmarish miasma as the world you were just in once was, but it is instead a pure night sky accompanied by one, large moon and a heavenly bed of stars, and nothing else. Beneath you is an expanse of water that is solid and yet not at the same time, allowing you to walk on it. Each little movement you make sends a ripple through the water glistening in moon and starlight alike.
What's your next move?
@Setsuna_tenma
The moment you take a single step, someone appears behind the typewriter in the seat opposite to you. It seems to be a man in quite the fancy suit, accompanied with pristine white gloves and a red tie... thing is, he has no head. You can see the flesh of his severed neck and the clearness of his spine in broad red-light.
"Let's get this over with." He says, somehow. He then cracks his knuckles, crossing his legs in his seat.
"Name?"
@DaReaperMan
Your opponent does not care for whether or not you've finished preparing, and launches an attack... a fierce one, one that wouldn't usually be launched before they even came within sight.
From the distance, the ground ruptures and the earth itself splits. Coming towards you at untold speeds is a slash, or rather, the shockwave of what Seems to be a slash. There is little time to dodge it, and even if you do, your Followers are behind you- its doubtful that, at the level their at, such a cataclysmic attack would be survived.
What's your move?
"Stand strong Templar! Faith before fear!" Artanis' voice rushed through his followers' minds to try and raise their will. Artanis' fists clenched, and those blue blades he'd once used as a mere light source appeared in a Blazing blue light, his shoulder pieces and back pieces disconnected from themselves as he prepared for battle... and then disappeared. Reappearing in blue material a second later a few dozen meters above Helsinki before falling, viewing the lights around himself, searching for the source of malice, and trying to view their thoughts and intentions. Artanis' mind rushed with strategies as he descended, though he'd need to see his target before having anything solid.
(It's a giant slash I called cataclysmic and earth splitting, just assume it has the range to hit them if you dodge it, geekoid.)(Ah yes, the followers behind me when the followers are explicitly well outside the city and never followed Artanis into his falling assault. I literally can't respond to this due to continuity problems lol)
Szerak takes a few steps through the Sanctuary, amused by the ripples forming with every step.@AbaddonTheDisappointment
You accept the invitation, and darkness consumes you before you had the time to react to it. In the same instant, that same darkness spits you out into the territory of the Goddess who invited you.
You now stand beneath a blackened sky. It is not coated in toxic chemicals or nightmarish miasma as the world you were just in once was, but it is instead a pure night sky accompanied by one, large moon and a heavenly bed of stars, and nothing else. Beneath you is an expanse of water that is solid and yet not at the same time, allowing you to walk on it. Each little movement you make sends a ripple through the water glistening in moon and starlight alike.
What's your next move?
(I dunno, I think splitting the capital city of an entire nation in half cataclysmically is only a little above 7-B!)(It's a giant slash I called cataclysmic and earth splitting, just assume it has the range to hit them if you dodge it, geekoid.)
"Less words, less mistakes." he replied, pausing as if he's gonna say yet another word but there's not one utterance he spoke after minutes.Charice was a bit confused at your silence, but decided to shrug.
"Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....... Mr. God. You don't talk a lot. Why is that?" It asks.
Sarah starts moving faster to see if she can find these intelligent beings, maybe talk to them.The items you collect on your pilgrimage sting against your hand, causing whatever hairs you may have to stand up. The foreign energy is certainly curious..
Mountains and rock formations glow with an evermore powerful aura as you move to them, but along with the Aura are some seemingly archaic engravings, almost like cave paintings, conveying incomprehensible messages. It becomes immediately clear that this place is, or at the very least was, inhabited by intelligent life
Raplphina listened to the council of her follower, running a sharp nail beneath her chin.As your Follower explains to you, you feel the presence of divinity in your vicinity (@Spider_Kaiju). You can feel them using foreign powers to scan and examine you. How will you respond?
"Soma" you repliedThe worn and torn crowd discusses amongst themselves, before the same person speaks up.
@Setsuna_tenma
The moment you take a single step, someone appears behind the typewriter in the seat opposite to you. It seems to be a man in quite the fancy suit, accompanied with pristine white gloves and a red tie... thing is, he has no head. You can see the flesh of his severed neck and the clearness of his spine in broad red-light.
"Let's get this over with." He says, somehow. He then cracks his knuckles, crossing his legs in his seat.
"Name?"
"My name is Aspasia... And I honestly don't entirely know why I'm here... But, I will help you."@ZoroNotZolo
The worn and torn crowd discusses amongst themselves, before the same person speaks up.
"But... who... are you, ma'am? You haven't told us your identity..."
A deity. "Greetings, wise neighbor." Merlin states, as he stood in a clearing in the forest of France. He was ready for any sign of trouble, armed with his precognition, and his unconventional means of fighting. Using his perception manipulation he would try to sus out any signs of hostility or danger that either Raplphina or Mino would give off. He did not mean any trouble, as he only wished to protect Humanity.Raplphina listened to the council of her follower, running a sharp nail beneath her chin.
“…Mino…Your goddess...thanks you. For this...’declaration’…”
The goddess froze mid-sentence, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. Her face morphed into a snarl, her teeth reflexively extending into long, sharp fangs, her head turned, staring into the direction where she felt the being arrive.
“…..”
“…Mino. Follow me. Do not miss a step.”
Without waiting for the woman to respond, she propelled herself into the air, the ground shattering underneath her as she jumped hundreds of feet into the air from her sitting position. She would fall atop the treeline moments later, hopping from branch to branch with a supernatural grace, as she made her way to the god's location.
@Spider_Kaiju
Artanis teleported to the other side, a perfectly timed Warp to dodge the shockwave, as for his followers, their forcefields protected them from the very edge of the shockwave and the small amount of rubble that hit those that didn't have the brains or the ability to dodgeYour opponent does not care for whether or not you've finished preparing, and launches an attack... a fierce one, one that wouldn't usually be launched before they even came within sight.
From the distance, the ground ruptures and the earth itself splits. Coming towards you at untold speeds is a slash, or rather, the shockwave of what Seems to be a slash. There is little time to dodge it, and even if you do, your Followers are behind you- its doubtful that, at the level their at, such a cataclysmic attack would be survived.
What's your move?
The man would not need his preternatural abilities to sense the hostility coming from the large, unkempt woman, as she bounded across the trees towards him. The ferocity she was emitting was palpable, enough so that the man would be able to notice animals nearby beginning to flee from the vicinity.A deity. "Greetings, wise neighbor." Merlin states, as he stood in a clearing in the forest of France. He was ready for any sign of trouble, armed with his precognition, and his unconventional means of fighting. Using his perception manipulation he would try to sus out any signs of hostility or danger that either Raplphina or Mino would give off. He did not mean any trouble, as he only wished to protect Humanity.
The man would not need his preternatural abilities to sense the hostility coming from the large, unkempt woman, as she bounded across the trees towards him. The ferocity she was emitting was palpable, enough so that the man would be able to notice animals nearby beginning to flee from the vicinity.
She stopped a few feet in front of the man, clinging onto a nearby tree branch with one hand, her feet situated on a lower branch. Her thick muscles were tensed...tightened, as if ready to pounce at any moment.
"...This is my hunting grounds, false god. You are not welcome.” Her voice was flat and gruff, her fangs flashing from her lips with each word.
The woman regarded the man before her for a moment, her yellow eyes narrowing."Please. Before I leave, I must know of the survivors in this land. These hunting grounds, who is left from the Old Earth? I am on a mission to save Humanity. Also, I assure you I mean no harm, and there is no falsehood in me."
The woman regarded the man before her for a moment, her yellow eyes narrowing.
"...Saving humanity? As if there was anything worth salvaging in that...disgusting urban sprawl..." She spat, gesturing at the ruins of the nearby city.
"There are people still left, but the worthy among them will be mine soon enough. The chaff may flock to your cause, if their senses leave them"
“People spineless enough to flock around you and your ilk. People who need gods and machinery to make up for their own weakness.” She growled. She placed a hand on the trunk of the tree, her claws digging into the bark."Eh, fair enough. "I'll take, "The chaff" it is then. So tell me, who are the worthy and who are the chaff?"