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- USA
Making a new dimension would count.
Defining Space and Time would count, as would the creation or improvement of systems to protect creation against the Void and Chaos.
Creative Chaos (Riot God Game)
- Thread starter ShieldCrown
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Defining Space and Time would count, as would the creation or improvement of systems to protect creation against the Void and Chaos.
The Romance Is Wrong
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The Romance Is Wrong
In the hustle and bustle of a crowded street, a hurried man was rushing to an appointment. He was late. He was always late but today he couldn't be late. In his haste, however, the man collided with a woman, their belongings scattering across the pavement. Startled, the both apologize before they both stoop down to retrieve their fallen items, their movements frantic and harried.
In their frenzy–their hands touch and they lock eyes. For a fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still, the cacophony of the city fading into the background as the song of the world shifted around them.
In that brief moment of connection, something sparked between them. But as quickly as it had begun, the moment passed, and they hastily averted their gaze, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. The song returns to normal as the two rise to their feet and introduce themselves.
They don't know it yet, but it will be the start of a beautiful romance.
A beautiful... and wrong romance. An imperfect romance. Nimrod frowned. It wasn't right.
Those words haunted him. Nimrod turned his attention to another part of his Domain with a furrowed brow. More romances, all around, each at different stages of development, not a single one right. Each one wrong.
It shouldn't have been possible.
He was the Domain Lord of this realm, a realm born from the depths of his mind and shaped as he willed it to be. A world of perfect romance, just as the great projector showed him. Yet it wasn't perfect. It wasn't like the projection. That tale of star-crossed lovers amidst a backdrop of sweeping landscapes and passionate embraces that inspired him so. But how could that be when this world was his?
The question nodded him gnawed at him.
Why was it that no matter how hard he tried, the people of his realm seemed incapable of understanding of true love?
Nimrod had crafted every detail meticulously, the picturesque hills, the dreary but bustling cities, the charming holiday villages, all in accordance with the projection. The setting was perfect. But his subjects, the Toons who inhabited the realm, just refused do it right.
Time and time again, Nimrod would orchestrate chance encounters between would-be lovers, only to watch in frustration as they bumbled through awkward conversations and missed opportunities. They laughed, they danced, they even professed their affections for one another, but it was never right.
Nimrod watched yet another failed attempt at romance unfold in a small village. The woman had chosen to focus on her career as a shoe shiner in the city rather than abandon it all for what should have been the love of her life. It made the God-King angry. How could anything be worth more than love? Why couldn't they see that true love conquers all?
Only the puppets, the false people born directly from his mind, only they could do it right. Except… even they would eventually begin to fail if left alone for long enough. Infected by whatever un-romantic sickness that led the other Toons to do romance so imperfectly. So wrong.
As he pondered what he could do to set things right, a thought came to Nimrod's mind. Perhaps, he reasoned, he simply needed to be more forceful in his guidance. After all, as the Domain Lord, it was his responsibility to ensure that everything within his realm followed his vision. If the Toons couldn't grasp the true love on their own, then he would have to show them the way.
Nimrod smiled as he began his work. This would make things right. This would make his Domain perfect.
Their love would be perfect.
AN: I was actually going to go into what Nimrod does, but I think the implication is more horrifying then anything I could write. This omake was inspired by the fact that Domain Lord Domains are inspired by movies and that Romance movies are kind of creepy. Like, if you just twist their tropes a bit things get scary very fast. Not as fast as comedies (which get disturbing as soon as characters stop laughing) but still.
Anyways, hope you liked the omake!
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- Eastern Seaboard
We still got 2 days and 20 hours until the vote closes
Just saying sorry if it looks annoying
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Then if I want any chance of Heavenly Vows being more than a single planet system (massive long shot at this point) I'll need to add something to it that will help with the Void and Chaos. Considering it's a system based on restrictions… that shouldn't be too difficult?
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- Eastern Seaboard
No-no, it's alright, I just thought that you thought that today was the last day for voting. I was trying to clear up what I thought was a misconception, that's all.
[X] Gods of Death
Malevolent deities that parasitize on the All-Mother's blood. They look like giant ticks with human faces, and their mere presence grinds down life. By imitating them and ravenously consuming the lifeblood of creatures, preferably sapient, one can greatly boost their physical abilities and talent for blood magic. As a side effect, users of this corrupted power will slowly transform into a blood-drinking animal of some kind like, for example, a leech or mosquito. Some of them can join the ranks of the Gods of Death by feasting on the All-Mother's flesh.
[X] Blood Magic
[X] Heavenly Vows
[X]the outer Rot
[X] The Giants of Yore
Malevolent deities that parasitize on the All-Mother's blood. They look like giant ticks with human faces, and their mere presence grinds down life. By imitating them and ravenously consuming the lifeblood of creatures, preferably sapient, one can greatly boost their physical abilities and talent for blood magic. As a side effect, users of this corrupted power will slowly transform into a blood-drinking animal of some kind like, for example, a leech or mosquito. Some of them can join the ranks of the Gods of Death by feasting on the All-Mother's flesh.
[X] Blood Magic
[X] Heavenly Vows
[X]the outer Rot
[X] The Giants of Yore
- Location
- The Void Beyond
- Pronouns
- They/Them
As someone who does conlang as a hobby, I feel the need to share the pronunciations of my made up words. They are written in IPA. (There are text to speech websites you can copy paste it into if you want.)
Yoggn'th | ˈjaɢʌʔɢn̥θ
G'huft | ˈɢʌʔhʌft̪
I just wanted to make sure that people are reading them right.
(Does anyone want an IPA version of their made up word? (For passed Acts.) Because I am having fun with this.)
Yoggn'th | ˈjaɢʌʔɢn̥θ
G'huft | ˈɢʌʔhʌft̪
I just wanted to make sure that people are reading them right.
(Does anyone want an IPA version of their made up word? (For passed Acts.) Because I am having fun with this.)
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- 𐌂 ̢͎̩̤̲̙͓̑̀͂͒̀͆̏𐋏 ̛͏̫̚𐌀 ̛͉̥̩̤̰͈̂̅͒͊͟𐍈 ̣͛𐍃 ̡̅̈́
Well, I need to get lucky with voting or create ton of omakes to see my idea come through. Let's see, what counts as omake and what I want to write...
Edit: Ok, I feel like I dried out my insparation on Aspected and other stuff for a moment. 😅
Edit 2: The nature of the toons' maturation process makes them an interesting subject to think about. What kind of society will creatures with such a nature create? Well, it depends. If earlier years and experiences matter greatly for the emergence of styles, quirks, and other traits, then the environment and closely related toons also matter significantly. These creatures embarked on a journey around the world, which made them scattered and difficult to reach out to one another. Even with Dimensional Magic, they eventually created their own societies: places with a preference for and dominance of specific styles.
In some ways, they are even more differentiated and separated as species than humankind of our reality, as upbringing influences toons on a more fundamental level. At least, this seems like the right conclusion. It is interesting to consider what kind of tribes could have emerged at this early stage.
Perhaps I should think in this direction. Maybe it is a good idea to try to imagine what tribes could emerge and which of them are capable of surviving in the existing world. Because if something emerges, it doesn't mean it will stay there and not fall victim to competition and nature. What tunes are for what places? Which of them make great neighbors and which cannot stay each other antics? These are pretty complicated questions to ponder.
In some ways, they are even more differentiated and separated as species than humankind of our reality, as upbringing influences toons on a more fundamental level. At least, this seems like the right conclusion. It is interesting to consider what kind of tribes could have emerged at this early stage.
Perhaps I should think in this direction. Maybe it is a good idea to try to imagine what tribes could emerge and which of them are capable of surviving in the existing world. Because if something emerges, it doesn't mean it will stay there and not fall victim to competition and nature. What tunes are for what places? Which of them make great neighbors and which cannot stay each other antics? These are pretty complicated questions to ponder.
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Would the Grove Hearts count and tangentily what rank do they need to be?
The Lost One
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- 𐌂 ̢͎̩̤̲̙͓̑̀͂͒̀͆̏𐋏 ̛͏̫̚𐌀 ̛͉̥̩̤̰͈̂̅͒͊͟𐍈 ̣͛𐍃 ̡̅̈́
The Lost One
It happened a long time ago. A young toon found their way into a really odd place. It was partly their own fault. They really wanted to see something cool happen, so they hid from adults who were witnessing a Dimensional Magic demonstration made by some greater being. It looked cool at first, but the little toon had chosen a bad place for hiding. Soon, the portal crashed due to the little buddy's miscalculation, creating an unstable wormhole for a moment. It could have been a lot worse if not for the Hedge's existence. The stirring fabric of space collapsed into its normal configuration, leaving behind only some odd thorny vines and reshaped material. However, the young one was pulled right through.
This is how they found themselves inside a strange and unfamiliar thicket of thorny vines, twisted bushes with blue flowers, and the sky which... The little thing had never seen anything like this before. Above their head was a vast expanse of the darkest blue with many small specks of colorful dim lights. They quickly stood up on their eight black and white tentacles, slightly wincing from the unpleasant tingling and cutting of the thorns through their soft flesh. They found their little hat among the flowery bushes, fished the stuck item out using another vine, and proudly placed it on top of their head.
However, they were still pretty much lost. They preferred to swim and really liked octopuses, which is why their appearance was similar to one. But they were also very young, not yet colorful, and their shape wasn't as firmly defined as their shading theme. They were gray, white, and black only temporarily. They were not sure of their exact appearance yet. Maybe even choose to change colors, like some molluscs can? So hard to decide. The little octopus-like creature had eight tentacles, a very expressive face with no visible mouth. Each appendage was equipped with suction cups on one side and divided into three fingers at every end. And, of course, they wore a small black top hat, a gift from someone beloved and close. This is how the toon looked when they started their journey through the Hedge.
Unfortunately, they soon started to lose enthusiasm and became a bit less excited, but more scared and annoyed. The heavens above were beautiful, yes, but our buddy was stuck there - on earth, overgrown with nasty plants everywhere! They tried to climb the first tree they found, but it wasn't a move executed successfully. So they fell, rolled through some leaves, and found themselves on the trail?!
Wait, no, not really. It looked like someone had placed a cobblestone road in the center of the thicket and left it to be overgrown by mosses and various grasses. Probably thousands of years ago! Still, it was a lot better than trying to wriggle through the prickly growths outside the old road. The sky almost did not change from the start - the patterns just moved a bit, rotating around some invisible point. The toon was really tired and completely lost. And now they had to make a choice: right or left? There were only two ways this ancient road led.
Well, at the very least they found some road. Little progress is still progress, right?
This is how they found themselves inside a strange and unfamiliar thicket of thorny vines, twisted bushes with blue flowers, and the sky which... The little thing had never seen anything like this before. Above their head was a vast expanse of the darkest blue with many small specks of colorful dim lights. They quickly stood up on their eight black and white tentacles, slightly wincing from the unpleasant tingling and cutting of the thorns through their soft flesh. They found their little hat among the flowery bushes, fished the stuck item out using another vine, and proudly placed it on top of their head.
However, they were still pretty much lost. They preferred to swim and really liked octopuses, which is why their appearance was similar to one. But they were also very young, not yet colorful, and their shape wasn't as firmly defined as their shading theme. They were gray, white, and black only temporarily. They were not sure of their exact appearance yet. Maybe even choose to change colors, like some molluscs can? So hard to decide. The little octopus-like creature had eight tentacles, a very expressive face with no visible mouth. Each appendage was equipped with suction cups on one side and divided into three fingers at every end. And, of course, they wore a small black top hat, a gift from someone beloved and close. This is how the toon looked when they started their journey through the Hedge.
Unfortunately, they soon started to lose enthusiasm and became a bit less excited, but more scared and annoyed. The heavens above were beautiful, yes, but our buddy was stuck there - on earth, overgrown with nasty plants everywhere! They tried to climb the first tree they found, but it wasn't a move executed successfully. So they fell, rolled through some leaves, and found themselves on the trail?!
Wait, no, not really. It looked like someone had placed a cobblestone road in the center of the thicket and left it to be overgrown by mosses and various grasses. Probably thousands of years ago! Still, it was a lot better than trying to wriggle through the prickly growths outside the old road. The sky almost did not change from the start - the patterns just moved a bit, rotating around some invisible point. The toon was really tired and completely lost. And now they had to make a choice: right or left? There were only two ways this ancient road led.
Well, at the very least they found some road. Little progress is still progress, right?
All this thinking about toons gave me a little idea for a story starter. About a toon, which grew inside the Hedge Wall. But I am too exhausted to really wirte more then a mere premise. Maybe, I should take a nap.
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- USA
Grove Hearts are an extension to the defenses provided by the Hedge Wall, right?
Basically like that and able to make minions to deal with loose things of chaos or ¿the void? (I don't know if the void can spawn unspeakable horrors but we don't want them in reality if it can) That slip past.
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Well that was a lie. The only thing I could think of was giving the ritual to Yoggn'th, Guardian of The Hedge, but I don't think that's really enough…
Exactly what I added:
"In addition to wise individuals, the ritual will be taught to Yoggn'th, Guardian of The Hedge, who will be informed that creating a vow to protect to protect the hedge will grant them power."
- Location
- USA
The Void acts more like the Instant Death place if you go outside the bounds of a map in certain games.
Chaos is the Monster Maker that spawns incomprehensible horrors beyond mortal comprehension.
Also, I'd say it counts for the boost as its meant to help keep the universe from being destroyed
Let's trade my part is completed
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Would Blood Magic count for the boost?
- Location
- 𐌂 ̢͎̩̤̲̙͓̑̀͂͒̀͆̏𐋏 ̛͏̫̚𐌀 ̛͉̥̩̤̰͈̂̅͒͊͟𐍈 ̣͛𐍃 ̡̅̈́
But what about antimemetic creatures, which erase anything they touch from existence and memories?
SleepyCaterpilar
Just a Rapariga
Changed some of the wording and added a few sentences to make it more anti-Chaos/Void. Not sure how it came across with the heavy "company speak" of the act. But overall, there's not much I can do to make it more focused on protecting reality unless I staple another act on top of this one. After all, It's an Act that empower others, it's effects really depends on what others create.
All this to say that it will probably need 10 votes to pass (actually, could I have confirmation on that @ShieldCrown ?). Since I already have 5 + 2 from omakes, I'm only missing 3 votes.
So here is my shameless begging. I don't have votes left to trade, but if your Act is related to one of the Moons or creates a Sun/another planetoid and you have some votes to spare, could you invest some on me? It would be a net benefit to you since my Act works by empowering yours.
- Location
- USA
Trying to basically make and order an entire Solar System?
Yeah, that's the lower end of Cosmic Acts.
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…Does my addition to Heavenly Vows count at all?
"In addition to wise individuals, the ritual will be taught to Yoggn'th, Guardian of The Hedge, who will be informed that creating a vow to protect the hedge will grant them power."
I understand if not, I just genuinely can't think of anything that would make it more anti-chaos/void without just stapling on another act.
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- USA
I mean…Yoggn'th is already protecting the Hedge, so…employing a Heavenly Promise to continuing doing so seems natural? Maybe a Heavenly Restriction of "Devour Those Who Seek To Pass The Hedge" might also be something they do?