Ever Dream Deity Roleplay(Always Open)
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Jemal
Adventurer
OOC: suck my resonance. 
j/k
BTW... It's time to ring Tacco's bell.
IC:
Jemal smiled and threw a massive fireball at Tocho and Failure, then flew in and floated by Jo'kar. "Tocho, your actions have caused the deaths of uncountable Mortals, and your arrogance has Pissed Me OFF! I give you one chance to leave and let them alone.
j/kBTW... It's time to ring Tacco's bell.
IC:
Jemal smiled and threw a massive fireball at Tocho and Failure, then flew in and floated by Jo'kar. "Tocho, your actions have caused the deaths of uncountable Mortals, and your arrogance has Pissed Me OFF! I give you one chance to leave and let them alone.
Endovior stood before Xavax, feeling more then a little relieved that U-DO had left. He spoke, "I am Endovior."
Xavax looked at the firey form of Endovior, confusion evident on his face, "How can that be? You are... different then the Endovior I remember."
"Things change. The best of plans sometimes fail."
"What do you mean?"
"What is the last thing you remember?"
"I remember... we were just about to begin the experiment on cross-dimensional travel, and I updated the Codex Xavaxian as a precaution."
"Yes, but do you actually remember the experiment?"
Xavax's eyes widen, "No, I don't... but that means..."
Endovior nodded, "Yes. The experiment worked... we did create a portal. But... you died in that experiment, Xavax. So did everyone else in that universe, unless I'm greatly mistaken. I alone made it through the portal."
Xavax stands there in shock for a few moments... then recovers partly, and considers things, "Wait a moment. If you left, fleeing the end of the universe, how is it that you were able to access my stored memories?"
"Because that was 27 universes ago. Since that time, I have ascended. Since then, I have become a god."
"Ahh." Xavax looked around, and stared intently at the Spellforge. "Is that what I think it is?"
"Yes. Your design was impossible to build with mortal magic, but the united force of an entire plane, coupled with divine power makes this kind of megaproject feasible. There was a flaw in the design, though. U-DO awakened a new consciousness within it... some kind of subversive particle."
Xavax frowned. "A subversion? That shouldn't be possible. Have you tried dumping the contained energy?"
Endovior laughed. "I could... but you probably wouldn't like that. You see, after I discovered that U-DO had indeed infected it with a subversive particle, I conjured up the Codex Xavaxian itself, and threw it into the Spellforge. Hence, your existence."
Xavax smiled. "So then I am now in control of a working Spellforge?"
Endovior nodded. "Yes. The unused power of the fire plane is at your disposal. A warning, though. There are many native Gods in this universe, and they're still in the 'massive wars of epic proportions' stage. Be wary of most everyone."
Xavax nodded... and then heard Traume's message. He experimentally cast a few wards, discovering that they drained some of the Spellforge's power, instead of his own. He next cast a Gate spell, travelling to Traume's realm. Endovior smiled at this acceptable resolution of current events, and began creating another machine.
Xavax looked about Traume's realm.
"Depressing place. You must be Death. What do you want?"
Xavax looked at the firey form of Endovior, confusion evident on his face, "How can that be? You are... different then the Endovior I remember."
"Things change. The best of plans sometimes fail."
"What do you mean?"
"What is the last thing you remember?"
"I remember... we were just about to begin the experiment on cross-dimensional travel, and I updated the Codex Xavaxian as a precaution."
"Yes, but do you actually remember the experiment?"
Xavax's eyes widen, "No, I don't... but that means..."
Endovior nodded, "Yes. The experiment worked... we did create a portal. But... you died in that experiment, Xavax. So did everyone else in that universe, unless I'm greatly mistaken. I alone made it through the portal."
Xavax stands there in shock for a few moments... then recovers partly, and considers things, "Wait a moment. If you left, fleeing the end of the universe, how is it that you were able to access my stored memories?"
"Because that was 27 universes ago. Since that time, I have ascended. Since then, I have become a god."
"Ahh." Xavax looked around, and stared intently at the Spellforge. "Is that what I think it is?"
"Yes. Your design was impossible to build with mortal magic, but the united force of an entire plane, coupled with divine power makes this kind of megaproject feasible. There was a flaw in the design, though. U-DO awakened a new consciousness within it... some kind of subversive particle."
Xavax frowned. "A subversion? That shouldn't be possible. Have you tried dumping the contained energy?"
Endovior laughed. "I could... but you probably wouldn't like that. You see, after I discovered that U-DO had indeed infected it with a subversive particle, I conjured up the Codex Xavaxian itself, and threw it into the Spellforge. Hence, your existence."
Xavax smiled. "So then I am now in control of a working Spellforge?"
Endovior nodded. "Yes. The unused power of the fire plane is at your disposal. A warning, though. There are many native Gods in this universe, and they're still in the 'massive wars of epic proportions' stage. Be wary of most everyone."
Xavax nodded... and then heard Traume's message. He experimentally cast a few wards, discovering that they drained some of the Spellforge's power, instead of his own. He next cast a Gate spell, travelling to Traume's realm. Endovior smiled at this acceptable resolution of current events, and began creating another machine.
Xavax looked about Traume's realm.
"Depressing place. You must be Death. What do you want?"
periculum
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Upon the arrival of Jemal Tocho is delayed by the wall of force erected between him and his opponent, before he can launch a proper assault on the barrier it is lowered. On high alert already due to the rush of battle, this gives him enough warning to dive into the ocean and avoid Jemal's fireball. Then a barrage of tentacles lash out of the waves grabbing for both Jemal and Jo'karr. A spear is also launched from the depths aimed for the Abomination Jemal.
OOC: i still agree to the rules set down by Jemal, but they don't really set a concrete method for resolving conflicts. Do we just keep going until someone submits to the fact that he would've fallen?
OOC: i still agree to the rules set down by Jemal, but they don't really set a concrete method for resolving conflicts. Do we just keep going until someone submits to the fact that he would've fallen?
Tonguez
A suffusion of yellow
Xavax looked about Traume's realm.
"Depressing place. You must be Death. What do you want?"
Traume sat long and silent pondering the creature before him and considering its nature.
Eventually he seemed to sigh deep within the recesses of his shadows and waving a hand he summonded a place for the creature Xavax to sit. The shadows fade away and in their place is a glistening luminesence that extends out unto infinity, its subliminity would be blinding to mortal eyes and cause insanity to all but the most enlightened.
Death Speaks
" I am Traume, called The Watcher, Lord of the Glistening Path, Lord of Shadows, Entrophy, Death.
I want to understand you Xavax. You are not a natural creation of this Existence, indeed from what my informants tell me you are given life because of a glitch introduced by U-Do into Endoviors construct.
I know the living things of the Worlds of Life, be they the Plantae of Moss or Tocho's animals, indeed the Mortals are the children of my own Watchers made flesh. But you are not created from the divine Spirit given form and flesh, you Xavax are something different.
"Depressing place. You must be Death. What do you want?"
Traume sat long and silent pondering the creature before him and considering its nature.
Eventually he seemed to sigh deep within the recesses of his shadows and waving a hand he summonded a place for the creature Xavax to sit. The shadows fade away and in their place is a glistening luminesence that extends out unto infinity, its subliminity would be blinding to mortal eyes and cause insanity to all but the most enlightened.
Death Speaks
" I am Traume, called The Watcher, Lord of the Glistening Path, Lord of Shadows, Entrophy, Death.
I want to understand you Xavax. You are not a natural creation of this Existence, indeed from what my informants tell me you are given life because of a glitch introduced by U-Do into Endoviors construct.
I know the living things of the Worlds of Life, be they the Plantae of Moss or Tocho's animals, indeed the Mortals are the children of my own Watchers made flesh. But you are not created from the divine Spirit given form and flesh, you Xavax are something different.
So tell me Xavax Spellforge
do you have a soul?
do you have a soul?
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Xavax considers this, and answers after a moment or two.
"Yes... and no. I exist, as I am now, because U-DO introduced consciousness to the Spellforge. The consciousness was as a newborn being, with it's own soul, and would doubtless have grown in it's own way, left undisturbed. However, my memories were applied to it immediately after it manifested. Thus, my current form does possess a soul... but that soul is not my own."
"Yes... and no. I exist, as I am now, because U-DO introduced consciousness to the Spellforge. The consciousness was as a newborn being, with it's own soul, and would doubtless have grown in it's own way, left undisturbed. However, my memories were applied to it immediately after it manifested. Thus, my current form does possess a soul... but that soul is not my own."
Jemal
Adventurer
OOC: That would seem to create a problem. Usually it's fairly easy to tell who's more powerful, etc, but in this case.. we're gods, with virtually Unlimited power. We seriously need to figure this out, but until then...
IC :
Jemal raised a hand, speaking a few words in the Arcane tongue, and Bolts of Lightning flew out at each of the tentacles, the electricity arcing down them into the water, seeking out their center of mass. "I'LL TAKE THAT AS A NO! Jo'karr, let us finish this businesss."
Jo'Karr rises fast but is snared around the ankle by a tentacle. The liquid metal-like divine flesh of his hand elongates and shapes into a sword appendage, with which he severs the tentacle. He aims the point of the blade at Failure, and the sword appendage warps into a lance, he charges with imortal speed and skewers the beast clean through.
periculum
First Post
Jemal's lightning attack hurts, and a smell similar to boiled cabbage can be sensed for miles.
Jo'karr's lance does indeed pierce Failure, sinking up to the hilt before being sucked in further. Acidic, digestive juices ooze out of the beast as it seeks to devour the lance and the godling attached, and it is quick to bring all it's tentacles to bear upon this morsel, seeking to enwrap it's prey. The many toothy maws upon the tentacles snapping in anticipation.
Meanwhile Tocho launches himself from the back of Failure, not wanting to get in the way of it's feeding, towards the Undead God. His Roar shakes the bedrock and he calls into being a swarm of Fire Flies, which plague the Abomination seeking to set ablaze his rotten hide.
Jo'karr's lance does indeed pierce Failure, sinking up to the hilt before being sucked in further. Acidic, digestive juices ooze out of the beast as it seeks to devour the lance and the godling attached, and it is quick to bring all it's tentacles to bear upon this morsel, seeking to enwrap it's prey. The many toothy maws upon the tentacles snapping in anticipation.
Meanwhile Tocho launches himself from the back of Failure, not wanting to get in the way of it's feeding, towards the Undead God. His Roar shakes the bedrock and he calls into being a swarm of Fire Flies, which plague the Abomination seeking to set ablaze his rotten hide.
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