Vestec watched as more and more of his siblings and rivals arrived. They arrived one after the other, making his impressions of them brief and circumspect. Those who would need no prodding to have fun with and those who would need prodding. Teknall and Toun would need no prodding. They would be annoyed by his mere presence to their 'grand schemes'. "Dear, [i]dear[/i] Toun. Ignoring Chaos is a foolish endeavor. It will only result in disappointment and entertainment...well, for some of us." Vestec giggled, turning his attention to the other various Gods. Slough, the twisted. Vestec felt a slight pity for the creature before he realized how easily he could turn her natural creation tendencies too his advantage. "You may not realize it, but you'll aid me all the same. Who knows? Even beasts can be fun at times." 

Vestec giggled as Astarte flew about. It was chaotic, random, and completely uncontrolled. Whether unintentional or not, Vestec liked it. "Fun for everyone, hmmm?"

Kyre.  "And here I thought Gods of War were supposed to be violent and blood loving. Oh well. Don't disappoint me. I want to see how much you can protect and how much you won't." Vestec's colors were pulsing faster and faster as he viewed all the Gods around him. The tricksters and the watchers, hiding in the shadows and thinking they would go unnoticed in the games. The God of Death, protector of the cycle. "Well, I know how to get a reaction out of you. Perhaps not as easily as Logos, Teknall, and Toun. But easily." The goddess of the story. Vestec tilted his head, his colors slowing and settling upon a confused and muddled grey. He did not know how to react to the Goddess of Beauty. She would be fun, that much he was certain, but he didn't know [i]how.[/i] "You are...an unknown. I look forward to what story you might write."

Ull'yang. "Blot out the sun. Simple!" Vestec giggled, turning his attention to someone who had called him beautiful. To be fair, she said 'you are all beautiful, but Vestec knew she really meant the beauty of Chaos. "Finally, someone who appreciates the beauty of chaos!" She would cause her own trouble, he knew, but he would be there to oppose her. No one should have it [i]too[/i] easy, after all. 

Vestec was growing bored. He had identified all the Gods around him. Settled them into various categories in his mind. Now it was time to see what would happen when push came to shove. Vestec drifted over too Toun, Teknall, and Slough's egg, peering much like an interested small child would at the designs being made. His colors turned a solid black, and he laid a hand on Slough's egg cocoon while he watched the two gods work. A message traveled into the Life Goddess's mind, born upon Vestec's chaotic mind.  [i]Do not forget Slough. Life is challenge. Pain. Suffering. Death. Struggle. And above all, [b]Chaos[/b].[/i] Corruption seeped from his contact, subtly spreading through the cocoon, carefully trying to warp the Rottenbone. Vestec didn't want Niciel goody goody two shoes over there to start trying to eradicate it, after all.

Crafting his own pencil, he zoomed along the carefully drawn plan for the universe. Then he began drawing random things on it. It didn't matter what. Space monsters, asteroids where they shouldn't be, too big suns, too small moons, fracture planets, Vestec added things that weren't supposed to be there whenever and where ever he pleased. He even erased some carefully drawn notes. No one could have things their way, after all. 

It was inevitable, with their flying around, that Astarte and he would crash into each other. Fortunately, after the first startled 'Oof!'Vestec recovered quickly, turning to face the Goddess of Magic. "My, my. Enjoying the lack of control and chaotic flying?" He asked, giggling. "Want to draw on Teknall and Toun's design? They have everything [i]sooo[/i] perfectly planned and I think it could use a little...randomness. Fun."