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Seat of Heaven RP Thread

I mean, it seems normal enough. There is a clause about me dying, but that's stupid since I won't die.

Signing the document with his left hand, the wrestler looks up at the suspiciously physical hologram.


"Alrighty, it's all done. Anything else for me to do?"
"Not for now, brother, you'll be contacted when things are ready for the rumble!"

The man replies, making the phone sign.

"A phone number has been added to your contacts, call that if you want to contact us in turn."

And with that, the manly man starts unditalizing back into the phone.
 
Alexis teleported out of the way of the strike, able to do so thanks to her senses making her aware of the attack before it happened. Yet they did not teleport in the sky like Sigan, they had teleported underground into the sewers of the city.

The monster infested sewers filled to the brim with monstrosities that breed in excess without anyone aware while their breathen slaughted humans above ground.

"So that's what is counted as a new god... how disappointing. Strong, but lacking in aesthetic. Let's see how they deal with something a little less direct."

Alexis snapped their fingers and a specific type of monster began to move. These monsters where separate from the rest by the fact that their shape was not of a beast of myths and horror stories, but we're very similar to a specific creature that were not too uncommon. In large number their began to move rat like monsters, pestilence filled calamities crawling around beneath everyone's feet.

"Animal related deaths are just not the type of thing that brings forth drastic changes, it's a good old plague that really causes the fatalities to skyrocket."
 
"Not for now, brother, you'll be contacted when things are ready for the rumble!"

The man replies, making the phone sign.

"A phone number has been added to your contacts, call that if you want to contact us in turn."

And with that, the manly man starts unditalizing back into the phone.
Hmph. I'm still not sure how the hell the projection managed to crack the pavement, I probably should've asked. Nevertheless, let's see if if there's anything interesting on the news- jesuschristagain???

Seeing the swarm of monsters that are currently attack NYC, Chris immediately teleports to Central Park to survey the situation. Seeing that NYC has already become a warzone, he sighs and quickly rushes in to start beating the shit out of the shadow monsters.

Why is it always NYC that these candidates hate so much?
 
Hmph. I'm still not sure how the hell the projection managed to crack the pavement, I probably should've asked. Nevertheless, let's see if if there's anything interesting on the news- jesuschristagain???

Seeing the swarm of monsters that are currently attack NYC, Chris immediately teleports to Central Park to survey the situation. Seeing that NYC has already become a warzone, he sighs and quickly rushes in to start beating the shit out of the shadow monsters.

Why is it always NYC that these candidates hate so much?
"You there. . . " Sigan states. "I've been surveying the carnage for some time. The storm is my idea, and it's targeting the creatures. New monsters are emerging from the sewers. I think that's the source of all these fiends."
"Be careful, some of the dead unleash a sickening cloud of green, something when they perish."

"We need to find the source of the monstrosities, I was just fighting her."
 
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"You there. . . " Sigan states. "I've been surveying the carnage for some time. The storm is my idea, and it's targeting the creatures."
"We need to find the source of the monstrosities, I was just fighting her."
"Try not to startle me next time, alright Gandalf?"

Taking a moment's pause, Chris uses his senses to find that the Sewers have suddenly have become alive with the patter of many footsteps. Looking deeper to see the cause, Chris senses many rat-like beings in the sewer, along with the power of another Candidate.

"Hope you like sewers, because I got a sneaking suspicion the person who caused this is down there."
 
The man had gained a stronger connection to the Throne. His meditation had been going so well too: Find thy self, know thy self, destroy thy self. But then it was interrupted. Cut short. Only three steps in now. His eyes finally open.

"Who the hell is making all that noise, eh?!" He shouted from the top of the Empire State Building.

As the man looks down, his expression shows disdain. He doesn't leave his spot however. For now the man just observes and obliterates any of the filthy creatures that come too close to the building he's standing on.
 
"Try not to startle me next time, alright Gandalf?"

Taking a moment's pause, Chris uses his senses to find that the Sewers have suddenly have become alive with the patter of many footsteps. Looking deeper to see the cause, Chris senses many rat-like beings in the sewer, along with the power of another Candidate.

"Hope you like sewers, because I got a sneaking suspicion the person who caused this is down there."
"Well, off we go!" Said "Gandalf" as he teleported the two deities into the sewers. A force field separated both the gods from the filthy waters, not to mention the stench. Sigan readied his conjured sword and shield.
 
"Well, off we go!" Said "Gandalf" as he teleported the two deities into the sewers. A force field separated both the gods from the filthy waters, not to mention the stench. Sigan readied his conjured sword and shield.
I don't think he listened when I said "stop startling me".

"Well, I sense them nearby, so best hurry before shit hits the fan... even moreso."
 
[How did you know to specifically focus on the rat-like monsters you had no knowledge of beforehand instead of all the other various types of monsters also in the sewers in the hundreds]
 
[How did you know to specifically focus on the rat-like monsters you had no knowledge of beforehand instead of all the other various types of monsters also in the sewers in the hundreds]
((Well I probably do since i have telepathy? We could RP it that Sigan told him))
(Unless he can do it himself, that is.))
 
[How did you know to specifically focus on the rat-like monsters you had no knowledge of beforehand instead of all the other various types of monsters also in the sewers in the hundreds]
[Because it's somewhat unusual to have dozens if not hundreds of rats condensed into the same swarm in the sewers, also the fact that there is not only those rat monsters doesn't help whatsoever. Also, the fact that your aura should probably be alot more noticable considering your Divinity]
 
After finishing directing their next attack, Alexis teleports away. Ending up at the port, proceeding to teleport and sneak aboard a cruise heading to Paris.
 
After finishing directing their next attack, Alexis teleports away. Ending up at the port, proceeding to teleport and sneak aboard a cruise heading to Paris.
Hmph. Seems the aura of our candidate friend has vanished. Just great, leaving us to deal with their mess. Probably for the best since they likely won't be spawning any more monsters here, but I should try and get Skynet on the task of finding them.

"Yo Gandalf, our candidate friend seems to have vanished. Since your more useful with your weather magic, you take on the beasts on the ground level while I take on the sewer rats down here, kapeesh?"
 
Hmph. Seems the aura of our candidate friend has vanished. Just great, leaving us to deal with their mess. Probably for the best since they likely won't be spawning any more monsters here, but I should try and get Skynet on the task of finding them.

"Yo Gandalf, our candidate friend seems to have vanished. Since your more useful with your weather magic, you take on the beasts on the ground level while I take on the sewer rats down here, kapeesh?"

"The name's Sigan, Chris." Sigan responded. "Sorry for startling you. Now you can stop calling me Gandalf. Hahaha." He laughed. . . immediately he returned to the surface and began routing out the monsters and saving more civilians.
 
"The name's Sigan, Chris." Sigan responded. "Sorry for startling you. Now you can stop calling me Gandalf. Hahaha." He laughed. . . immediately he returned to the surface and began routing out the monsters and saving more civilians.
Sigan eh? Doesn't that mean withered in Navajo? Eh, probably has some other meaning I don't know about.

"Welp, time to cleanup the... sewers. Great. Absolutely amazing. I should've volunteered Sig for this..."

Storming through the sewers, Chris used "One with the World" to find the auras of the creatures living in the sewer, quickly disposing of them through a variety of kicks.
 
Alexis look down upon the open waters, leaning against the bar of the cruise ship.

"Now let's test that infrastructure some more. Reveal yourself."

From the waters that Alexis are looking at began to stir and from the depths giant tentacles emerges, dragging ships down into the darkness.
 
Having finally taken out the last of the beasts, Chris returns to the surface once more, stopping only to clean the sewer smell off him in the Hudson. Once done, he pulls out his phone and sends a message to The Operator.

@Hl3_or_bust

"I expect you already know what happened in New York, so I would like your help in finding where the candidate that did this headed off to. Thanks in advance."
 
[You underestimate the number of rat monsters their are, how spread out they would be, and how much all the other beasts down their would intervene]
 
Shivers, changing her looks a little, runs halfway across the world, back to her laptop connected to the Operator.

"It is done. The presidents of Brussia and Xina are dead. I hope your part of the plan goes well. If you need more political assassinations, do tell."

Feeling satisfied for the day, Shivers decided to take the next hour off and work on her anti-virus bomb to finish that agenda. Of course, that wasn't gonna happen. Immediatly, someone was creating monsters across the world.

"*******, **** shit."

And she has absolutely no idea of where the attacker is.

She activates her Domain of Chaos to discover stress points in the planet where chaos may or may not be brewing, and seaches these places individually.
 
@deonment

The letter would read as follows:

"Dear Alchemist,

I've caught notice that you are working to make an universal cure to fix the pandemic, aka one of the agendas of Prometeous. I say this because i am sure you could use aid, both to get funds, proper space to work with and have people accept using your medicine, so i have a proposal. I can fix aaaaall those problems for you, if you enter in a mutual alliance with me, help me get a throne to sit upon-

Regards, a fellow throne candidate."
The email caused him to ponder and after a while, he decided to respond again

"Dear collaborator

It is true that I am currently attempting to produce a dilute panacea to alleviate the pandemic this world is experiencing. If we are to cooperate I will not need funds exactly, I will just require that later when I request it, you provide me with large quantities of mass, the type of which matters not-"

In the middle of responding Alkahest felt a newfound power flow through him, like a vase being filled with water. Then he noticed a stirring within himself, her influence was growing. He would need to do a purge soon, but he still had to finish this message so

"-I have no need for a place due to my situation and at most need help with spreading it, and ensuring that only the allowed dosage is taken as overdosing causes, perilous effects to human wellbeing to put simply. If you can provide me with this then we shall have a deal.

With Curtesy, An Alchemist"

He would then send the letter and while waiting gather the noble flesh and materials he would need to make the dilute panacea
 
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Sisysphus!"

The proxy waves wildly at the man, approaching.
"Well hello, there little lady. Anything I can do for you?" he asks, continuing his walk.

"Alright Jurz and company, first order of business is for you all to let everyone in the territory know that its under new leadership. After that's done, be my eyes and ears, report everything to me, any disagreement with things going on, anything that'd lead to situations like what was going on when I got here, anyone important or powerful spotted here, etcetera. " He orders, casting heal on Jurz just to fix up any injuries possibly caused by Mikage's chosen method of arriving.

"I shall brook no disobedience from you all. If you don't fall in line, the pain I inflicted earlier would be a drop in the ocean compared to what I'll do. If you all understand, you may go now."
The lesser demons carry Jurz off in a hurry. It doesn't look like there will be any issues managing them.

The territory is about the size of a city. Poor souls waste away in the streets or work in forced labor for one of the many gangs throughout the territory. Jurz seems to have kept the rival gangs in line through force. The only thing of immediate value produced in this region is Malice, a drug popular among lower-class demons. It's a powerful stimulant that improves one's physical strength while lowering inhibitions and also enhances sensitivity.

The surrounding regions are faring far better in terms of quality, which is probably why Mikage was so ready to find new management.
Operator, meanwhile, is exceptionally proud of that stunt. With the deeper archives open, he scrounges through them as he does with all things.
The servers primarily contain information regarding ongoing away team missions. They include the locations of various persons or artifacts of interest.

There is one mission pertaining to the candidates headed by one Ryuka. Formerly just an eccentric rookie with an affinity for swords, Ryuka was hastily promoted and put on a mission to spy on the candidates when she became one herself. Training her for this purpose, however, has been less than optimal.

The Reaper had engaged in its typical activity, in battle against the target it had found itself in front of. Time passed, and it began to wield its sword in its right hand, unleashing attacks that sheared at existence itself. With a final blow wielded with newfound strength, the enemy is cut down, and its existence fades to absolute nothingness that leaves behind not even a single trace of its former presence.

To any observer, this would serve as a show of what the being is truly capable of.

After this, it appeared to stop for a moment, as if considering its next action, and if the other beings it saw earlier are demanding of its attention now.
"Amazing, to be able to defeat the Nemean Lion in such a way!" The boy claps. "How about a Hydra next, what do you say Seshat?" He reaches into his pocket but the girl grabs his wrist.

"We've wasted enough time already, Hermes." She interrupts. "I don't care what you do, but I take my recording jobs very seriously."

"Oh come on! Don't you think this is an amazing opportunity to see how my beasts would fare in a fight against her? Opportunities like these are once in a mortal lifetime!"

"It was worth documenting how this being fights, yes, but that isn't why I'm here. There are roughly 2,197,042 other locations of interest I have yet to visit."

The two beings seem to carry on as if Reaper isn't there.
 
The servers primarily contain information regarding ongoing away team missions. They include the locations of various persons or artifacts of interest.

There is one mission pertaining to the candidates headed by one Ryuka. Formerly just an eccentric rookie with an affinity for swords, Ryuka was hastily promoted and put on a mission to spy on the candidates when she became one herself. Training her for this purpose, however, has been less than optimal.
Ryuka Time
 
"Excuse me?" The wizard demanded to know, slamming his staff on the ground, as a force field immediately sprang from his staff, throwing the serpent off of him.
The snek is yeeted off.

"Heeeey! I jusssst wanted to offer ssssome help!" :mad:
The small black thing screeches.

The email caused him to ponder and after a while, he decided to respond again

"Dear collaborator

It is true that I am currently attempting to produce a dilute panacea to alleviate the pandemic this world is experiencing. If we are to cooperate I will not need funds exactly, I will just require that later when I request it, you provide me with large quantities of mass, the type of which matters not-"

In the middle of responding Alkahest felt a newfound power flow through him, like a vase being filled with water. Then he noticed a stirring within himself, her influence was growing. He would need to do a purge soon, but he still had to finish this message so

"-I have no need for a place due to my situation and at most need help with spreading it, and ensuring that only the allowed dosage is taken as overdosing causes, perilous effects to human wellbeing to put simply. If you can provide me with this then we shall have a deal.

With Curtesy, An Alchemist"

He would then send the letter and while waiting gather the noble flesh and materials he would need to make the dilute panacea
A letter would soon return.

"Dear Alchemist,

I read your requests, and can indeed fulfil them in full. So, do we have deal ?

Regards, same fellow throne candidate."

"Well hello, there little lady. Anything I can do for you?" he asks, continuing his walk.
"Weeeell, i was hoping you could point me at members of heaven that wouldn't want to rip-me apart for taking part in your little scheme, you know to get votes and such."
 
The lesser demons carry Jurz off in a hurry. It doesn't look like there will be any issues managing them.

The territory is about the size of a city. Poor souls waste away in the streets or work in forced labor for one of the many gangs throughout the territory. Jurz seems to have kept the rival gangs in line through force. The only thing of immediate value produced in this region is Malice, a drug popular among lower-class demons. It's a powerful stimulant that improves one's physical strength while lowering inhibitions and also enhances sensitivity.

The surrounding regions are faring far better in terms of quality, which is probably why Mikage was so ready to find new management.
"I guess we should get on this huh? Let's see what the other regions are doing, and we can make changes based on all that."

Algos puts out a hand, the balance between ruin and preservation activating the powers of creation, causing a living being resembling him in appearance to rise from the ground. A large amount of Atium spikes then emerge from his own heart, piercing multiple locations on the created clone, giving it the ability to burn or store with any metal.

"It's not going to have any divinity, or my other powers, but this might just let it do something, it just needs to gather information anyway."

With that, he sends the creation resembling himself out, having them investigate how nearby regions were handling management, or what they produced. In the meantime, he heads out to get some Malice to check out in more detail.
 
A letter would soon return.

"Dear Alchemist,

I read your requests, and can indeed fulfil them in full. So, do we have deal ?

Regards, same fellow throne candidate."
"Dear Collaborator

It would seem so, and if you could so kindly provide me a method to communicate with and transfer the product for you to distribute I would appreciate it.

Thankfully, An Alchemist"
 
@Spider_Kaiju

"I already told you, you big jerk!"

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(imagine this but like black)

@Hl3_or_bust

A mail comes from a certain idol.

"Heeeeeeey friend, would you by chance be able to make a two-way teleporter ?"
 
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"Dear Collaborator

It would seem so, and if you could so kindly provide me a method to communicate with and transfer the product for you to distribute I would appreciate it.

Thankfully, An Alchemist"
"Dear Alchemist,

Just prepare a platform with a connection to the internet nearby it, that'll be enough for me to work with. Oh, and once you do i'll send something for better communication.

Regards, fellow throne candidate."
 
It seems other candidates are already cleaning up here. Guess I'll just go back to meditating, the man thinks to himself.

As he turns around he suddenly finds himself face-to-face with a small drone hovering only half a meter away from his face. Its singular eye squinting before growing wide.

"Woah! I certainly found myself a strong Risen."

"What are ya?" The man asks with one eyebrow raised.

"I'm your Ghost." The drone bobs happily.

"I ain't dead though."

"Oh, no not like that. Think of me as your partner. I'm very useful! Promise. I can-"

@Hl3_or_bust

"Okay, yeah yeah. Go ahead and hang out with Haetae or something...", the man sounds exasperated, but then he has an idea and he turns towards the 'Ghost' again, "Actually ya may be able to help me right now. Ya see there is this Operator person..."

After the explanation the Ghost nods. "I can help with that. I'll just send out a unique, but very inconspicuous signal. From what you've told me, this Operator will probably pick up on it."

"Great! I don't know much about all that stuff. Just let me know if ya make any pogress." The man says while sitting down.
 
Having finally taken out the last of the beasts, Chris returns to the surface once more, stopping only to clean the sewer smell off him in the Hudson. Once done, he pulls out his phone and sends a message to The Operator.

@Hl3_or_bust

"I expect you already know what happened in New York, so I would like your help in finding where the candidate that did this headed off to. Thanks in advance."
After a moment, a response comes, as the visual equipment on an overhead satellite bubbles and grows.

"Sorry for the delay, I was invested in some other matters. Evacuation efforts of affected areas, mostly. Anyways, this is their location:"

Then giving a set of coordinates, similarly accurate to the ones that once described Chris' own position, that are constantly updating. Rather fast, at that.

@Hl3_or_bust

A mail comes from a certain idol.

"Heeeeeeey friend, would you by chance be able to make a two-way teleporter ?"
"Teleportation technology is not my area of expertise, at the moment anyways. Why do you ask?"

@Hl3_or_bust

"Okay, yeah yeah. Go ahead and hang out with Haetae or something...", the man sounds exasperated, but then he has an idea and he turns towards the 'Ghost' again, "Actually ya may be able to help me right now. Ya see there is this Operator person..."

After the explanation the Ghost nods. "I can help with that. I'll just send out a unique, but very inconspicuous signal. From what you've told me, this Operator will probably pick up on it."

"Great! I don't know much about all that stuff. Just let me know if ya make any pogress." The man says while sitting down.
The message is received as expected, and completely ignored. Probably sent right to the spam folder. However, if No Name was more interested in where it came from, he would see that it comes from a server cluster in the basement of the Empire State Building.

@Edwellken

Operator copies all information from the deep archives to his own system and begins rooting around for some of the more notable entries. This should be quite easy, given that he already knows their location.

@Everything12

Alexis, or rather the thing possessing her body, may be able to notice that her beasts are causing an unusually small amount of deaths. Many places they newly emerge in are already completely empty or in the final stages of evacuation.
 
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Crossing the globe 15 times over, Shivers realizes she has no away where she is going.

"Goddamnit. I should probably have gotten some mega-senses powers to traverse the world better."

Chaos Shift will take a bit. Oh well. There should be people already dealing with it. In the meantime, Shivers will finally finish that goddamn anti-virus bomb.

Using multi-tasking abilities, she also makes some headway in creating her Territory.
 
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