Ever Dream Deity Roleplay(Always Open)

[Albedo]

U-DO shares in Endovior's laughter. "And you call ME the fool. You do not realize that thats exactly why I put my device into your spellforge. To be broken down. Its just like a virus in the stomach of a human. Little by little it alters your machine and makes it even more under its own power. As for being converted to be under you power, thats what it was designed to avoid. You ONLY control magic and the plane of fire, while it draws its own forces from everywhere else to prevent you from taking control of it, just as it would do with beings who command other powers with fire and magic. Your efforts are indeed futile. Your precious magical device has now ingested the consciousness, and so it is now possessed with the spirit I warned you of. This spirit is empowered just as much as your own little Spell-Forge. If you recall, it is also born of a part of the plane of fire you command. Even now it is gaining strength and momentum as your silly machine powers itself up. You cannot dodge this responibility. Now I suggest you raise your new child before it raises himself."

"And lastly, arrogant Endovior, do presume automatic superiority to me just becasue we are currently in your playground. Unlike you, I have not flaunted my powers carelessly for all the world to see. You cannot begin to comprehend what I can do, and how it pertains to you."

 

[Albedo]

As far as magic artifacts are concerned, U-Do and Endovior would have to clarify. U-Do supposedly created many artifacts and hid them throughout the universe, but no more specifics than that. And Endovior is constantly giving "gifts".

I would like to point out that U-DO only ever created ONE artifact, from gathering the ones Endovior had been giving out.

 

[Endovior]

ooc: Yeah, I'm the one responsible for most of the Artifacts. Incidentally, Albedo, your plan is really clever. It contains all of the things that really make Endovior (the character, not _me_) angry.

Endovior's eyes narrow. That another could cause such corruption within one of his creations made him shudder with rage and revulsion. He stared at U-DO darkly, and spoke in a low, angry voice.

"That should not be possible. Remember, I have infinitely greater knowledge of magic then you. By design, construction, and enchantment, the Spellforge cannot be subverted. But, on the off chance that you actually did succeed at your little plot, know that there are ways of stopping whatever it is that you have created. Know this: There is not a thing that you can create that I cannot destroy, and do not think that I will back down if you force the issue!"

Endovior considers a moment, and then resumes speaking, in a more normal voice.

"Even now, there are three methods that I can use to eliminate any possible contaminent within the Spellforge's energy supply. Firstly, I can employ the backup systems to execute a full dump of all contained energy, leaving the machine at a null state, theoretically unaffected by any magic or power it had absorbed in the past. The effects of this would, unfourtunately, be deletrious to your cherished universe... and it might not even work... but it would be extremely easy to do. Secondly, I can shut down the Spellforge entirely, and manually flush it's energy with my own essence. That would, unfourtunately, take a good deal of time, about a quarter of that which it took to build the thing. Thirdly, I can use my essence upon the divinely morphic nature of this plane to alter reality, making existence as if you had never done such... but that would take a great deal of effort, that I could put to better use elsewhere... I do have other Forges planned, after all."

Endovior grins, his former smugness returned.

"Now, I'm going to give you one chance, although you hardly deserve it. You may recall the Spheres of Annihlation I accidentally created last time I was in the Artifact creating business. I've done some research into the phenomenon, and discovered that many high-level magics can benefit from draining the very essence of the space-time continuum. Of course, that does leave a terrible rift in space-time that destroys everything that comes near it, but that's hardly MY concern. In the time it's taken to tell you this, I've done the calculations. I believe that if I was to dump the contained energy of the Spellforge at this point, a massive cluster of those Spheres will form just in front of the orbital path of the fifth planet. I estimate that such will reduce the planet into what is commonly known as an asteroid field. A small price to pay to ensure the purity of my work... although it is not entirely guaranteed to succeed... but it's a good threat either way, don't you think? Hence, the ultimatum. You will voluntarily accede to a binding spell, preventing you or any avatar of yours or any creature of your essence from ever entering this plane or casting interplanar spells that effect this plane or employing a power of divine essence against this plane until the end of existence. Note that I can't normally do that, but if you agree, both your power and mine will serve to keep you out. If you fail to make this agreement, I will engage in the first cleansing process, with the aforementioned effects occuring. If you do agree, I will perform the less-destructive second and third cleansing processes instead. The choice is yours."

 

[Albedo]

U-DO shook his head at Endovior's reckless anouncement of destruction. "Are you still treating your dear spellforge as a thing? In all of your plans to "cleanse" it, you are forgetting one very simple fact. You now need to earn it's co-operation in order to do anything with it. I don't think it will want you to do away with it. But you have a hard time grasping that it is no longer a machine, so I'm gonna help you out a little." U-DO closes his eyes and all of a sudden a whirlwind of fire and energy surrounds the Spellforge. All of a sudden, the fire disappears as U-DO converts the light and heat into force which begins to crush the Spellforge, carefully manipulating the crushing to sculpt the machine into the shape of Endovior himself and infusing it with energy to make it changes physical properties. Soon, a slightly different copy of Endovior stood before the two gods. Slowly, the new being opened his eyes. "Look, Endovior, your new child of magic is now awake. Remember that he is contantly absorbing unused magic, and gathering its power. If you raised it correctly, you could gain all the advantages you craved when you created the Spellforge in the first place. My first suggestion to you though, would be to give it a name."

 

[Endovior]

Endovior stops, and thinks a minute.

Hmm... looks like I'm stuck, here... I could exercise my divine will and attack U-DO physically, and I may even succeed at this point, but the... construct, whatever it is, over there, if I force battle, I actually stand a reasonable chance of losing. Here, in my own sanctum, I can actually lose. There must be something I can do here...

Endovior mentally looked over his 'notes', in fact a full recording of everything he knows of magic, the full contents of which, if written on paper in text this size, would completely cover every astronomical body currently in existence to a depth of 20 feet. Even so, the process takes only a moment. He fixes his attention on one bulk of knowledge.

Ahh... U-DO's plan is flawed. He brings me his construct, yet he does not attempt to control it himself, leaving only consciousness without continuity, mind without memory. This leaves the subverter vulnerable to subversion. However... the methodology is problematic. I could invoke the Codex Xavaxian ... but using THAT for this would be like Wishing a single Mosquito dead... not to mention the fact that it would complicate matters ridiculously.

Endovior looked up at U-DO and the new construct.

Well, it's too late for simplicity anyways, at this point.

Endovior spoke to the construct.

"I name you... Xavax!"

With that, he conjured up the Codex Xavaxian itself, a ponderous tome worked with rare metals... and tossed it into the open maw of the Spellforge. As the Spellforge absorbed the tome, mystical sigils began appearing from all over, orienting themselves around 'Xavax', and then dissapearing into him. Within a matter of minutes, he had changed... from a being very like a Fire Elemental to the image of a scholarly man dressed in robes... but with glowing purple eyes and a soft aura of the same color.

Xavax looked between U-DO and Endovior in confusion for a moment, settling his gaze upon U-DO. "It looks like the transfer worked... but something feels very strange here... where is Endovior?"

oocnote: Something very strange is going on here... I'll be RPing Xavax.

 

[Albedo]

OOC: That was the whole point. I wanted Endovior to be controlling Xavax in the first place. I figured instead of Endovior just creating ANOTHER artifact that would bring him ultimate power, I would make things a little interesting. Now he has to consider Xavax's viewpoint when he does things. Of course, for the time being, I wouldn't doubt that it would be very similar to what Endovior wants.

U-DO watched Endovior's actions with interest. "You always seemed content playing with your own toys Endovior. But I shall see what you can do when someone else is providing them." With that, U-DO vanished from the plane of fire.

 

[Jochannan]

OOC: Just a little over-view of the battle on the second world. First, the humans rebelled, then the other mortals split as to what to do about it. Some sided with the humans, others favored the angels, and a great number just ran scared. At first the humans could not beat the angels, but then Tocho and Jemal made appearances. Towards where we are now, the humans began drinking blood from fallen angels, and despite their priests, Jemal cursed those humans into undead vampires. At this time Tocho himself attacked Jo'Karr, the angels fled the world, and the fortress itself crumbled and fell in pieces into the waters below. Since the undead don't breath... they survived just long enough to be obliterated by Endovior's meteor attack. As it stands the humans never had a chance to gain the power of the angels they so sought, because they didn't have time to adapt their rituals for the purpose because the fortress they were fighting in broke up all around them and they drowned. Nice try Periculum, but my post did come before yours. Now Jo'Karr and Tocho and Tocho's newest 'pet', the beast Failure, are thrashing each other. Jemal is still there... apparently? I don't know if he's there still or not, but there are no other mortal or undead left on the planet... just gods and a titanic beast.

Jo'Karr is caught by Failure's tentacles and falls downward again into the water. Full of rage and beyond rationality, he releases a shock-wave that empties the water immediately around them, the water then comes rushing back with the force of ten tidal waves. The impact is sufficient to free him once again from Failure's tentacles.

 

[Tonguez]

Traume sat sullen and quite in his abode beyond the shadows, the mark of Jemals punch still clear as a white streak across his night-dark shoulder.

He watched and despaired for the young gods still warred amongst themselves and each moment a new spirit came to petition at his gates. The Watchers were there with them always and the place that he had made had become its own world.

But his attention was captured now by a new creation, a construct given life, the creature Xavax. He wondered if this creation had a soul and whether it would die as others die. Although no doubt Entrophy would claim it in the end.

Perhaps he thought to himself, it was time to become interested in the Worlds of Life once more, interested enough to speak to the scholarly man dressed in robes which Endovior and U-DO had both had a hand in creating.

"Xavax" he spoke without words "I would learn more of your nature and invite you beyond the shadows"

 

[Jemal]

OOC: Um just a question.. when'd Jemal punch Traume? That was just an OOC example..

IC :

Jemal's avatars dissapeared after delivering their message and he reappeared whole near Jo'kar, failure, and Tocho, using the power of the book to create a magical wall of force to temporarily seperate them. "Jo'kar, you want my help? Then Promise that you will not directly affect Mortal affairs unless it is to counter the direct interferance of another God, and I will help you with this Beast."

 

[Tonguez]

OOC: Um just a question.. when'd Jemal punch Traume? That was just an OOC example..

yeah I know - but such is the mystery of divine resonance