Name: Our most holy lord and savior, Sen the infallibly omnipotent (or just Sen if you're at all reasonable) Species: Goddess (You can feel free to consider her a genetically unique being, a construct of faith, or a human with a lot of powers, she doesn't really know or care to know) Age: Physically about 6, chronologically 22, and if her scripture is to believed, her existence is a universal constant stretching back to the beginning of time and on to its end. Description: [img]https://i.imgur.com/7FVOkGv_d.jpg?maxwidth=640&shape=thumb&fidelity=high[/img] Though it rather irritates her, Sen is usually forced to wear some form of obscenely fancy and sensible clothing for events where she's acting in any sort of official godly capacity. As revenge she'll sometimes make herself look like the sort of child who should be standing next to another child in a hallway to talk about the real estate of their long dead ancestors. Still, austere can be a good image, or so they tell themselves when editing together the creepy goddamn footage. In any case, as a reasonable compromise for the sake of avoiding this, they often let her wear robes or togas, like one might imagine the olympians in. When in these outfits, she seems far more cute and cheerful. Personality: Sen is, at heart, just a kid. She's curious, talkative, friendly, and innocent, but also short-tempered, oblivious, inexperienced, and foolish. She wants to do good by her followers, but she's not 100% clear on how, so she mostly just obeys her advisors and tries to get them to let her to do what she wants on occasion (for goodness sake). History and how she got to the resteraunt: Religious people have, on the whole, probably started more wars in their efforts to bring peace and prosperity to all sentient beings than those sentient beings would've if left to their own devices. Some of them were of the opinion that the other bastards just wouldn't shut up and let them get on with spreading spreading the good word, but others saw the situation with a slightly more nuanced gaze and realized that if all the religious people could just agree on one god, which was provably better than all the others, then all these problems ought to go away. With that in mind, they set to work; they created a whole religion (scriptures and everything) based around the worship of an utterly omnipotent being who was so pure and innocent that they couldn't possibly bugger everything up like the others. With that (and the help of an old fashioned finite improbability drive combined with a damn good cup of tea), the religion of Perfectism (an irritating name that was unfortunately the best they could get that wasn't already copyrighted) was born, along with its Goddess, Sen. There was a problem, however. They hadn't quite accounted for what someone would need to be for them to be so utterly innocent like they had asked for, and it was to their extreme annoyance that when Sen finally appeared on the nice alter they had made for her, she was a little girl of about six years old, and she would stay that way, because they had been very clear that their god was an eternal one, damnit, none of this "Dead but dreaming," bullshit. An omnipotent little girl was not really something anyone wanted; sure, she wasn't vindictive or cruel, but she really wasn't cut out for the job. Worse, all her followers had to obey her orders (a fact that one of the scripture writers got fired over) so they couldn't really do too much to fix it. They sort of just had to guide her and go along with her ideas. When, for example, she was in a meeting with another god who mentioned the end of the universe, and somebody else mentioned that he had once had a damn good lunch there, she absolutely insisted on going to see it. Universe she came from: Literally the hitchhiker's guide universe. Magic exists but usually isn't worth the trouble unless you were born with it, technology can do practically anything, and space travel has advanced to the point that the whole galaxy is at our fingertips, but we can't go too far past that.