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▽ True Names
Samshiel, Samlatus and Samyaza
▽ Alias'
The Triad Shards, The Triplets, Splinter-Gods, The Siren, Mountain and Maw
▽ Speech Colours
Samshiel, Samlatus and Samyaza
▽ Origins
Imagine that furnace out of which everything came forth. This was a fire that filled the universe - that was the universe. There was no place in the universe free from it. Every point of the cosmos was a point of this explosion of light. And all the particles of the universe churned in extremes of heat and pressure, all that we see about us all that now exists was there at the beginning, in that great burning explosion of light. - Brian Swimme, The universe is a green Dragon
Spawned from swirling gases and enormous amounts of energy, gods have existed since the universe began. These celestial creatures feed upon the very stars, flying on etheric wings to continue their ceaseless consumption. It is in the ashes of such a being that our story stems. After a short and violent war a god was broken, fragmented. As its shattered pieces were strewn across the galaxy, its eminent life drifted from minds to stories to myths. But it is remarkably difficult to kill a god, and as this tale will tell, no death is absolute. It took a great many years for the shards to coalesce, to gather the fragments of a once-omnipotent being into three singular vessels. Yet as these beings were remnants of a former divinity, so their minds were each fractures of a severed whole.
The ambition of the triplets is to seed their next beginning, to cultivate the torn deity they had fallen from. Having travelled the constellations in hope of an energy source great enough, their attentions have turned to earth. The array of powerful individuals had become too large to ignore: an irresistible cluster of berries, ripe for the picking.
▽ Alignments
The triplets will be villainous to begin with as they carry on seeking out energy sources. This can change in time if the triplets particular perspective is changed to one that encompasses the consequences of their actions. However, this change in perspective can be rendered benign, dependant on the triplets current circumstance. For instance, if Samyaza was the sole proponent, she simply wouldn't listen to pleas and would continue to consume. In contrast, Samshiel would be more perceptive and her point of view could be altered more easily.
▽ Identities
Like gods, we have created a new universe called cyberspace that contains great good and ominous evil. We do not know yet if this new dimension will produce more monsters than marvels, but it is too late to go back. - David Horsey
Murmurings of the triplets advent often proliferate between dark alleyways and secretive unions. Occasionally, their presence is never felt. Frequently, there is little to be done. For the few that listen to the esoteric whispers between friends, the coming of the Triad can be forewarned. For those who neglect the signs, fates could be cut short.
▽ Appearances
The Triad are supernatural beings often immaterial or ethereal in nature. Yet in their pursuit to become whole again, the three have determined that containing their energies in as small a vessel as possible will aid their eventual fusing. For this reason, the triplets adopt physical bodies not too much taller than a regular human.
◇ Samshiel The rigid, statuesque creation craned forward unhurriedly. A broken veil of silk pressed across its lachrymose mask lashed in the violent gale, revealing a sharp nose and emaciated jawline. Its dank grey skin wrapped around a skeletal body as shadows nestled between bulbous ribs. Each muscle, tendon and sinew stretched along a gaunt extended arm, ending with a lithe finger pointing towards its next sufferer.
"I am the Siren you seek."
◇ Samlatus the Yellow, the Mountain. His dusty skin turns and flattens as if carved from stone, each muscle more defined as you canvass his body. Bronze rings and bracelets adorn hands of granite, matched by a row of hammered plates across his midriff. Samlatus has a fascination with animals, beasts and monsters. Bearing their bones, pelts and likenesses symbolises his baser instincts. Silver-white hair drifts from his head across his eyes and face, obscures his more prominent features. The sole detail exposed is a set of stale, arid lips that seem to draw in air like a newly unlocked vault.
◇ Samyaza the Red, the Maw. A redish-purple hue colours her elastic skin, as if bare muscle were exposed. Displaying a collection of limbs, brought to life by grasping talons, she has the most confounding of semblances. Swaying, ethereal hair embeds itself into her sunken eye sockets, like smoke rising from a fire. Samyaza would be beautiful, if not for her perverted visage. A slender nose stands above a chiselled jawline, interceded by two full lips. Red ropes entangle her assortment of extremities, perhaps the only things to ever hold her back.
▽ Personalities
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things. - T.S Eliot
◇ Samshiel - Pretender, charlatan, conniver. Samshiel the Blue gained many titles in the few centuries it has existed. A reflection of the world in which it sits, all creatures are mere mirrors to it. Their purpose, to reflect its best qualities, a measuring stick to compare itself to. Like books, people are used as tools of learning, leading to culture, virtue and ideals. Things which Samshiel can adopt with illusory powers.
Unnervingly attentive, Samshiel is a being of boundless curiosity. It obsesses over the honoured. People held in high esteem pique its interest the most. Questions and queries fly from its mind, unrelenting in their assault, pursuing excellence in all its forms. They are specimens to tinker with under its control, attempting to earn attention and admiration. Samshiel disregards the majority. If it believes itself to be better, Samshiel would scorn life itself. Why harvest a dying stock?. It is perhaps in its solitude, though, that the cracks in Samshiel begin to surface. Like a neglected child it pines in an urgent search for appreciation, a macabre cry hanging in the air as it writhes within itself. Above all, the Siren is simply the personification of conceit, a tormented divinity aching to be whole as the worlds it walks.
◇ Samlatus - The Mountain is pragmatic, efficient and logical. He is the intellectual-cognitive and executive triplet. A man of mediation and realism, his shrewd, farsighted intuition serves as a chilling truth of his intent and just how capable he is of fulfilling it.
To Samlatus, his mission is paramount. Everything else is inconsequential. Blunt and apathetic, he is not even perceptive to the crushed civilisations left in his wake. He does not care for feeling nor motive when he simply does not need to know. People become obstacles, stones to be moved from his path. Their fates not even an afterthought in his inexorable plan. It is only without his kin that Samlatus begins to fray. An arbiter without conflict, a judge without a jury. Without his siblings thoughts filling his head, he hesitates. Losing his sense of the world around him as he tries to direct a ship with no sail. Given enough time Samlatus will try to find his lost relatives, to reunite the triad so they can once more tread the path of rebirth.
◇ Samyaza - Erratic and disorganised the Red Maw is the paradigm of impulse. Wants, needs, desires, they all manifest in Samyaza and each is more voracious than the last. Frequently asking her brother if she can indulge herself, her greed is unending, her excess deficient, for even if the rain turned to blood, her thirst would not be slaked. She peers towards each and every object her hidden eyes can touch, a longing stare that can make the most trivial of items seem essential. Samyaza wishes to avoid all pain, all unpleasing events. The horrifying wail she lets loose is enough to crack bone and rupture organs, a vivid decree that she will not be interrupted in her repast.
▽ Hero Types
All three are supernatural beings
▽ Power Levels
Separated, each triplet can be considered on world level. However once they're all in unison they become a cosmic level threat
▽ Powers
◇ Samshiel - A deceiver, an entity of understanding and vanity. Samshiel can conjure illusions, misconceptions and hallucinations that clouds the world around itself. It longs for perfection, to imprint the projected virtues of others unto itself. An imposter of the worlds design, Samshiel is capable of changing its own visage as well as those of her siblings, shrouding them from sight and mind.
◇ Samlatus - The Mountain, an arbitrator. Samlatus mediates between his siblings, gifted at reading minds he acts as judge. With innate prescience and precognition he is forever one step ahead. He is the shield of the triplets, allowing them visions of what is to come, leading them through safer roads and preventing their undermining.
◇ Samyaza - The Maw. Samyaza is the consumer, the devourer. She is able to eat almost all matter. A hunger, a lust to attain all that she sees and desires. Samyaza is the sword, the talon. Let loose she will ravage all that she sees fit and to anyone whom stands in her way a mindless animosity shall bloom. In times of anguish Samyaza is able to hurl her absorbed energies forth as beams of ruin, a dreadful reminder of her hegemony.
◇ The Triad - Together the triplets are a greater foe. Samshiels illusions become greater, further reaching. Samlatus plants his thoughts inside his siblings so as to use them like extensions of his own body. Samyazas vitality can be shared, energising her kin. Collectively the triplets are of a different mold, one much older, one much more powerful.
▽ Weaknesses
◇ Samshiel - Being the most conscientious of the triplets, Samshiel, when it is separated from its kin, is not so different to a new born. It listens and watches the world around itself, learning and absorbing nature. Alone it is possible for someone to discern this quality, and they would be able to mold its behaviours to their liking. However, if one were to act in a manner they did not wish to see reciprocated, they might not live long enough to learn its intricacies.
◇ Samlatus - The mediator triplet is a man of decision. He is fed by his siblings thoughts and emotions and from them determines action. Unattended Samlatus is a decider without decisions, an arbiter without conflict. He can grow quite docile without his kinship and will begin to hesitate, reverting to his baser instincts and acting as if he is inattentive.
◇ Samyaza - There is no reason within Samyaza when unchecked. She looks for gratification in any and all urges she feels. She will begin to consume uncontrollably, switching her focus from one thing to the next in a gratuitous frenzy of pure craving. Alone Samyaza must only be directed, not stopped.
◇ The Triad - United the triplets atone for one anothers weaknesses. Samshiel and Samyaza are maelstroms of emotion whilst Samlatus neutralises their spirits until the three become cognisant divinities in their own right. The simple method for defeating the Triad is to prevent them from doing this. They must be separated, they must not be in balance, each can be defeated in detail but together they are a different beast. Not an enviable task.
▽ Attributes
▽ Sample Post
The rigid, statuesque creation craned forward dauntingly. A broken veil of silk pressed across its lachrymose mask lashed in the violent gale, revealing a sharp nose and emaciated jawline. Its dank grey skin wrapped around a skeletal body as shadows nestled between bulbous ribs. Each muscle, tendon and sinew stretched along a gaunt extended arm, ending with a lithe finger pointing towards its next sufferer. Towards Jason.
"I am the Siren you seek seafarer."
