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I did not hit her, it's not true, it's bullshit I did not hit her I did not! Oh, hi Mark!
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I envision him becoming Sauranth, Lord of Fertility and the Harvest, Feeder of Men! Pray to him and dragons will crap all over your farm and fertilize the crops.


If a dragon crapped all over your farm, you'd burn from the searing hot smell crawling up your nostrils and disintegrate.
"Well that was depressing. We need a little help for that kind of thing. I can conjure up some sweet treats if you want?" Sauranath suggested. "Even dragon gods indulging in rich dainties once they have become depressed." He assumed Humanoid form and wore purple raiment, with a platinum crown and set up a table in front of himself and with one hand gesture, he conjured the whole table to be covered with honey combs, cookies, cakes with thick frosting covering every inch over them, chocolate, and other desserts that had not been invented yet. He took a butter knife and cut into one very thick creamed strawberry cake, making a slice of the succulent morsel first for Kanros, and then for himself. "These are technically better tasting than anything that will ever be made by the best cooks, chefs and bakers on this world. . . I keep forgetting what the original name for it was, but we dragons call it after the tree I so hastily burned down. Glad it's back though, I'm afraid that I thought all the world needed for light were the stars up above. Not just the dragon stars but the others made by my siblings. Just ask if you ever need more baking goods".
Dennis Ron Phillips

Power(s):
Physical Capability x 30 Peak Human Capabilities (12 tons strength, 225 I.Q, 120 times the healing rate as a mild healing factor)
Age: 25 years old.
Name: Dennis Ron Phillips
Dennis Ron Phillips is a powerful man. His intelligence is almost super human, not there, but it's near or at the highest intelligent quotient that exists on Earth. Before he discovered his powers, he already had a genius I.Q at 185, and he studies repetitively in many different fields. Medicine, Chemistry, Astronomy, Business, Physics, Art, Computer Science, and Biology etcetera. He didn't like the thought of being well-known, but what he did was develop a likening towards invention, making many improvements in computer technology, working for both civilian folk, NASA and rarely the government. He has had close special relationships with his girl friend Michaela, sometimes breaking off and returning in romance since they were sixteen.
It was 11:50 PM, London, England. James Dunnley Morgan refused to believe he was a deity. He DID believe that he was in an authentic supernatural experience. He refused to be worshiped, but he did believe in a sort of Catholic-like system of veneration. He personally advised people to pray to Jesus, and pray to Jesus and God the Father for James to do things, since he was still a devout Christian himself. He thought perhaps the Catholics were closer to the truth than he would like to believe in veneration than Saints. However, James loved and relished the thought of having power more like the angels, and considered that this was God's plan for him, to have the power make people relish in their good works and focus on God's power through him. James was exceptionally powerful, no Christian that he ever heard of had the power to supernaturally command storms and lightning. Moses may have transformed a serpent from his staff to swallow the other two serpents, and miracles that seemed to be a man performing magic were throughout the Bible, but the most important things to James was that the power came from God.

James thought of these things. Being a light bulb or electric generator for God didn't seem that bad, though. To James the situation was not as complicated as it would be for others of his religion. There is only one God to James, will always be. Will there be other deities or something like that? Well, these other gods aren't what Yahweh considers as gods and he's omniscient. He says besides him there is no other. It doesn't mean that there might not be freaks of the night like vampires or werewolves are around, so why not these so called gods? James respected the supernatural, but even if there were such a thing as a spirituality and the soul outside of Christianity's religion didn't mean that they proved anything against it. The idea that he should stay away from the Bible belt was exceedingly strange to him, but James didn't feel like antagonizing anyone.

James might have new and great power but it didn't mean he could vanquish the Devil with his own strength. He saw to it that his devotees, or maybe a better word for them were "students", stayed within the country of the United States. Inside the state of Kansas, James cringed at the thought of being a superhero coming from the state of Kansas, and having worshipers, which made him cringe even more. He looked around the place, "So, I've been in London for barely forty five minutes. This isn't that bad of a place that I thought it would be. Sure I haven't heard much wrong with it, just that the streets were kind of dirty, and the houses were smaller".
The supernatural being walked towards the Stone Henge. . . Eventually he made it to Stone Henge, and he looked around the monument. This is interesting. New Agers and odd magicians, Priests of other religions wandered, congregated and did their rituals there.

He wasn't happy at seeing their rituals being done there but he had more cohesion towards their thoughts, though not necessarily there opinions. It was impossible to ignore the supernatural these days, but he would not ignore his own religion in which he found so enrapturing.
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"I'm here. . . I wish you were a bit less excitable. Nothing's happened, unless I fell asleep and didn't notice". Sauranath laughed. . . "So, think about it for a moment. Why is it that we are all like this? Vestec has invaded the Astral home. . . " He turned to the voice of the being known as Escre, the Great Spirit. Sauranath he bared his fangs. "Look, I'm sorry for being interrupted. That's why I'm unable to address you like this quick enough". Sauranath looked around himself. . ."There doesn't seem to be anything new".
"So, what are you willing to accomplish in my site?" Sauranath looked around himself. He lowered his head and tilted it to the side. "I wish that I could solve all the problems down below on the world, but nothing would happen to let that happen. It's nice to know there are some strong warriors to get things done. Now, master Kanros, surely you would get on with the fine honors of showing me what you are capable of? It wouldn't hurt to step on some enemy strongholds or other kinds of problems in the area would it?".

"Men, women, people of all kinds, why are you always killing the younger or the weaker, or the different? They need to learn that violence, and subjugation are not the only way to solve your problems, and don't really solve problems at all, but propagate the evils of the world. Mortals. . . need help for all areas in your life. It's time for people to stop their exceeding disharmony between one another, and though I would rather the local marauders cease their evil deeds, it is a relish to see the vipers nest in one's home extinguished, let's see you in action."

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Name:
James Dunnley Morgan
The Most Ancient Tribunal

Sex: Male

Age: 16 years old

Appearance:
A normal teenager, tanned, with blonde hair, denim jeans, and blue eyes, he is not overly muscular but he is built kind of heavy, sleek and sharp. His nose is somewhat prominent, and he has a mild scar over his right eye.

Personality:
He is intelligent, charismatic, honest and zealous. He cares for studying, and he has shown compassion by giving thousands of dollars away to charities, Wounded Warrior Project, St. Jude's hospital, Cancer research, etcetera, and has ran fund raisers over the years since he was thirteen.

Biography:
James was born in 1999, on the date of April 10th. He lived a privileged life of a mildly rich family, still in the Middle Class, just barely, his family was not untouched by the recession of the 2000's, but they recovered, and all things considered, they became very influential for a modestly wealth family, having a large neighborhood community in support, recognition and charity. He is a successful student, smarter than the vast majority of people in the world, in having graduated a College by the age of 16.

Skills:
James knows how to fight extremely well with marksmanship, believing in gun rights, the Second Amendment, and guns, and he's much tougher than he looks. He's not extremely fast compared to some fighters but he's "very" fast, and he's skilled in hand to hand power slinging. He has unfortunately been involved in five hand to hand combat situations with people trying to rob, beat or kill him, and won every fight. He's naturally peaceful, though, and he can beat his enemies to a pulp like a 22 year old experienced brawler, pre-Apotheosis.

Power over aspect of humanity: Meritoriousness ((meritoriousness - the quality of being deserving (e.g., deserving assistance))

Power over aspect of nature: Storms
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Name:
Douglas Ron Kenton in present day
The Old Man Of The Woods
Age: Unknown, definitely starting sometimes in the Dark Ages.
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He always appears as a Man, with the youngest age being in his mid 60's.
Method of Travel:
Teleportation
Flight
Powers:
He can control lightning bolts, fire balls, teleportation, healing abilities, and control the weather, uses magic to counter other's spells, removing curses, turning people into stone, turning people into animals, or turning invisible. He can light his hands on fire and emit bursts of flame. He can also conjure mists, either just to obscure vision or searing heat strong enough to melt steel, or freezing mists strong enough to encase large groups of rivals into frozen targets. In mental combat, he can cast out horrifying monsters that infest people's dreams by wilting them into dissipating completely. Even very powerful creatures capable of ruining someone's supernatural make up often become terrified so completely by his presence that they only dare try to overcome him through surprise attacks, which never take him by surprise.
Personality:
He is a warning figure who tells the stereotypical teenagers, kids or horror movie victims to get out of the area. He doesn't usually take up residence in communities but he has before. He's made contact with communities, ranging everywhere from creepy cult towns to New York City, but wherever he ends up, he rescues or at least attempts to save people from horrible fates that exist in every nook and cranny of the Creepy Pasta world. He is always kind to children, but can slap the crap out of them if he thinks he can save them from getting caught in trouble with a supernatural baddy. Better mildly traumatized than utterly and totally dead or worse.
He gives advice to people running away from things he doesn't know is possible to get away from, even how to survive years from creatures like Slenderman, Jeff the Killer, although if it came to a battle between the two, The Old Man Of The Woods could shatter Jeff easily.
Starting World: Creepy Pasta (Earth)
Backstory:
The Old Man of the Woods was born sometime in the 400's, latest records suggest the year 500. Both and all accounts that record him say that by the age of one hundred he knew how to trash demonic powers like they were nothing. His power waxes and wanes very widely, at one moment he has been powerful enough to barely protect a large Medieval Town like Canterbury, in the next moment he has become powerful enough to ward off monsters like Slenderman and the other native monsters of the Creepy Pasta universe that are extremely powerful and capable of threatening the world. He's always very strongly magically protected, and he has made friends and enemies frequently. The Creepy Pasta universe isn't known for being hospital to heroes, so his friends are usually politically powerful, if they aren't in some way supernatural themselves. By the 1500's he had come to the Americas, taking up residence to defend the natives from creatures that were equal or more powerful than most he had seen in Europe. He stayed, witnessing the trials of Salem, Massachusetts in the 1600's, and even found and defeated some newly found enemies there.

No one related to the Goode family, or Tituba, the real culprits, along with some known accomplices in Salem, were never put on trial, though he went by the name of Ezekiel during those days, he was more of a trader than a resident. No one would listen to him even if they couldn't threaten him physically. He discovered a strange alchemy at work in Salem, but he fled the area, making sure to ward the area for the residents. It's unknown if his wards of protection lasted more than several years. These days, Dennis Ron Kenton, as he is known, lives in Pheonix Arizona, where he attempts to protect the inhabitants from increasing demonic activity.
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