Last hope of a dead world (God Quest)

Major action: You have finally decide to make your family and now the race who will be your lasting legacy to this dead dirtball.
Race Name: Aberrant

Appearance:

Behavior:

These creatures exist in a void between life and death, illusion and reality, and time and space. And these beings reproduced similar to the Aeons but they produce more spawn and while they are not as durable as the aeons but they two times as stronger.
these beings are fiercely loyal to you and your children but they are not completely united as a race. They form main three clans: Reaver
(blue) fierce and feral barbarians who love to fight but not that intelligent and strong physical combatants,but strangely enough they're most sociable of the three clans.Disruptor (yellow) very intelligent,a little greedy,and resourceful makers,builders,that are strong long range combatants, but they are weak short range ombatants And the shroud
(red): good at both ranges but their speed is unmatched. They're mysterious and mission driven assassins and scouts who are the most anti social towards the other clans and races

Minor action: Talk and bond with your daughter. For she is your child.
Minor action: Tell Vajra and a medium sized group of elite reavers and shroud challenge the other races in a peaceful tournament, with their gods permission.
Minor action: have Vajra learn from her "father" Ragadas and Vigils from the far.
Minor action: have Vajra try to forge a bond with Khepri. Maybe he can teach Vajra.
Minor action: Make the field around your domain more powerful and resilient. And give it the function to infuse and warp any godly influence with error if the influences managed to get pass it.
Minor action: Planned on making Vajra some siblings.
Minor action: Enter and explore the tower with a small sized army that consists mostly of Reavers,disruptors,and two shrouds.

I have changed parts of my vote again.:V
 
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Kyrsaelon Actions

Thought I posted this, I meant to. My brother came back from college for a weekend, didn't notice this, sorry.

Major Action:
Create Great Relic:
Realm-Weaver: a sword of unimaginable power wielded by Kyrsaelon. It embodies his concepts and is a part of him as much as it is a separate entity. Realm-Weaver is an immutable, impossibly sharp "sword" that embodies the perfection of both "sword" and "martial talent." It cuts through and destroys existences with a single cut, so metaphysically sharp it can easily separate a concept from an entity (mortals & inanimates easily, immortals must already be worn down and defeated). There is nothing it cannot sever and bind. It is Kyrsaelon's main sculpting tool and his ever-present companion.

Minor Action:
Find out what's up with Khepri, hang out.
Hang out and observe Hedon's activities.
Ask Tethys what's up between her and Khepri.
Say hi to Leviathans.
Practice with Realm-Weaver.


I think that's it, again, sorry for the wait.
 
Major Action:
Figure out how the Gate Dwellers feed off of the Rift and experiment with the idea. Give single specimens of the various lifeforms the same ability to see how they evolve. Attempt to emulate a similar process to make yourself stronger.

Minor Action:
Find out what's up with Khepri, hang out.
Observe Hedon's lifeforms. When he isn't looking, give them the ability to spin in time, such that only Hedon may perceive it.
Learn about Ex Machina. Observe the data imputed into it.
Speak with Vigil (@Cjdavis103 ) about giving life to Ex Machina and turning him into a guardian of civilisation and keeper of the peace.
 
*frowns*
What are you talking about? They aren't spinning. At least, they don't look like they are to me. You can ask anyone else, and they'll say the same!
"I'm not crazy! You know what you've done! They're spinning! They're SPINNING!"

Hedon points furiously to the completely still statues, moving only when not looked at. Almost like a stop motion psychopath.
 
"I'm not crazy! You know what you've done! They're spinning! They're SPINNING!"

Hedon points furiously to the completely still statues, moving only when not looked at. Almost like a stop motion psychopath.
*pats head*
Whatever makes you feel better, buddy.:D
(OOC: Who wants to bet how long it'll take for Hedon to snap and become the Big Bad? )
 
What are you talking about? They aren't spinning. At least, they don't look like they are to me. You can ask anyone else, and they'll say the same!
They're just living statues that are frozen in time. Pretty dull compared to my mother's creations.:V

(OOC:Yes this is Vajra talking.:V)
 
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*pats head*
Whatever makes you feel better, buddy.:D
(OOC: Who wants to bet how long it'll take for Hedon to snap and become the Big Bad? )
Hedon protests weakly, dismayed that nobody else can see it too. "You know what you've done, you do...." "And I will have vengeance!"

(OOC: Who wants to bet how long it'll take for Hedon to snap and become the Big Bad? )
(OOC: Well he's already almost destroyed the universe. Imagine what he could do when is actually trying.)
 
Vigil: I swear by myself I leave you guys unattended for three days while I build an afterlife.

Hedon protests weakly, dismayed that nobody else can see it too. "You know what you've done, you do...." "And I will have vengeance!"


(OOC: Well he's already almost destroyed the universe. Imagine what he could do when is actually trying.)


If you think their spinning why don't you just stop them?
 
Stop antagonizing Hedon. Do I have to start spanking you?

*hugs Hedon and rubs his head* Shush, it will be all right. Just stay calm.

[X] Stop the spinning.
 
Can we please avoid a giant god fight? I'm busy making stuff to play referee.
Speaking of referees now that intelligent life has appeared, they will interact and there will be a lot of war and strife. Would you help me create a Guardian or Arbitrator that can curb or at least positively channel most of them next turn? A Titan of Mortality or something like that.
 
Speaking of referees now that intelligent life has appeared, they will interact and there will be a lot of war and strife. Would you help me create a Guardian or Arbitrator that can curb or at least positively channel most of them next turn? A Titan of Mortality or something like that.
My race is going up next turn. after that .... im not sure an Arbitrator would be a good idea
 
He's not a fighter or something. Basically a diplomat who understands mortals and if needed can peacefully resolve a situation such that all parties are happy.

ah Diplomat much better.

I like the idea but i would like to give the mortal races a chance to govern themselves before we give them some training wheels
 
Turn 4
The world was now teaming with life. The filaments filled the seas, the Aeons had settles around the gate and in Vigils city, the Star Seekers and Leviathans could be glimpsed around the great patterns in the sky and the gate-dwellers continued to grow around the rift.

Still relatively unknown to the world, the Tenebris had moved into a necropolis of Mors design. They would be able to sustain themselves there until the world was ready for them. Above the city of the dead Mors kept a watchful eye on anything that could prove to be a threat.
The Aeons had also been gifted a structure by their God, though unlike the unsettling quiet of the necropolis the Forge of Ragadas bustled with activity. The crashing of hammers and hissing of water on hot metal echoed throughout the building. More Aeons would soon come into the world. Ragadas also attempted to teach his creations magic, but found that he was a poor teacher, for he could not truly grasp the concept himself.

Again, a structure was gifted to a race by their God, unusually in this case though the race didn't exist yet. Vigil was almost ready to create his legacy in the mortal world, but first his future children needed to be protected. He could not prevent the death of his children, but he could ensure it was comfortable, so Vigil gathered the power of Creation and founded a new reality. It was limited, for nothing can truly recreate all of reality in its entirety, but it was more than enough for a copy of the city to be placed. This would be where the sparks that gave his children life would return to upon death, somewhere familiar to them.

Deep in the real city, Ex Machina continued to process the data collected.


Tethys was fascinated with life. She had been observing and interacting with it for a while now, but it never grew boring and changed in such interesting ways. Though it could not compete with her of course, so perhaps it was time to speed some things along. Several of the Aeons exploring the land had also become interested in the 'organics'. As their God had granted them free will they decided to accept Tethys offer to combine organic and inorganic life, though many of the other Aeons were dismayed and disgusted at the idea and those who choose to go along with it.
The Star Seekers did not yet have a language, but their general affection towards Tethys allowed her to gather a couple for the experiement. To ensure the combination would work Tethys taught them a lesser form of her Concept, so they might be able to Change fast enough to survive, since she wasn't entirely sure if this would just kill them or not. A small price for doing something interesting, she thought.

The Concept made the difference. With its power the new creatures were able to adapt quickly enough to survive and become something new and glorious. They were large, twice the size of an aeon, strange organs and advanced mechanisms visible beneath their transparent skin, and twelve wings, a mix of metal, feather and flesh behind them. They looked upon their creator and awaited a name.


Around Hedon a garden of statues was forming. The God had approached the dying and desperate, offering a respite. Death nor Time would claim them, they would live forever, frozen partially in time. The Gods offers continued and his garden grew.


Hypermnestra was preparing for her own race to come into being. She adapted the barrier around herself to hopefully reduce contaminates by infusing any essence that enters with Error. Then she created her race, creatures that like herself did not truly fit into any category or law. They were split into clans specialized for different purposes, so that the race as a whole may be improved. Once this task was done she gathered a small army and headed towards the Tower.

While she was gone, Vajra took a small group of the reaver and shroud clans to offer a friendly competition to the other races, if they had permission. Almost immediately the Aeons signed up, for they were interested to see this new race and what it could do.
During preparations Vajra watched Ragadas work, the quality of his smithing impressed her and she felt she was close to Glimpsing something more.


While the other Gods were busy with new life and new works, Rwoo had decided to more closely examine his earlier creations, specifically the gate-dwellers. The way they drew upon the Rift for sustenance intrigued him and he gave a single member of each race he had access to the same ability, to see how they grew.
Then he drew on the power of the Rift himself. He felt his entire being changing, new untainted divine energy coursed into him, simmering with potential and purpose. He opened his eyes and Saw…


Kari had decided to use the strange stone to her advantage. By surrounding the rocks and other elements which had been granted Life with her own stones of Cold and Dark, she could prevent their growth from spreading to much. Kari decided the protective properties of the stone could be useful for other purposes as well, she erected several walls of increasing size around the tower made of the stone, which would protect it and perhaps also protect the world from the tower itself, if something happened. Then she tugged on the divine energy within the stones, halting their growth.

With the preparations done, Kari turned to the tower, joining with Hypermnestra and her army as they entered the tower.

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The tower dove deep. A huge staircase met the Gods and Aberrants as they entered, heading down into shadows. Their footsteps echoed down and only returned minutes later.

After what felt like ages of walking they reached the end of the stairs. They knew that they must be below the crust of the planet by now, but the Tower remained silent and cool, giving no indication of any strain from the immense weight or pressure it must be experiencing.

There was only two things in the room at the end of the stairs. A strange mechanical device and what seemed like hundreds of thousands of words covering the walls of the tower itself. The language was unknown to the Gods and the machine equally so.

There was no one alive here.

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OCC: Well, that was eventful. Sorry about the wait and any grammar and spelling errors present, Uni stuff has distracted me a bit and I wanted to get this out quickly.
Also, Rwoo, pick a new minor Concept.
 
"A name? Uh... um.... I know! I shall call them Seraphim! Yes a good name I think."
 
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