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Shango, God of Fire & Lightning

S H A N G O, G O D O F F I R E & L I G N T N I N G
S H A N G O, G O D O F F I R E & L I G N T N I N G

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 James Shango. 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 34 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Currently Shango is homeless. He earns money by playing drums on the busy streets of Seattle.	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Honorable/Magnanimous. Courageous. here 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Has a temper/Is easily provoked. Glutton Arrogant 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 Shango ain't got no big ambitions or grand goals anywhere. Shango's immortal, and he knows that, so he's just biding his time for the next big thing to jump off. So, he'll just entertain the mortals, have a bit of sex here and there, and eventually, he'll get his powers back. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Shango ultimately fears that this is the status quo that he'll have to abide by. He's refused to truly integrate with the humans as an act of rebellion against the Colossus and the foolishness of the other Gods to be sheep when they're, well, Gods. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Shango 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 God of Fire & Lightning 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Yuruban Panteon

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

Less like a God and more like a force of Nature, Shango is the God of fire and lightning. One of the seven African powers and the adopted son of Yemoja, Shango was the most powerful and mighty of their pantheon. Because nothing is more fearsome and great than lightning. With Shango's ax at his side, he protected his followers with mighty bolts of lightning that punished the wicked. To Yemoja's protector of women, Shango was more of a mentor to men. His mission was to uphold the ideals of men and masculinity - strength, virtue, honor, justice, and loyalty - and make sure that they make Africa glorious. Though, Shango was known as a party boy; a womanizer that loved to eat as much food was set in front of him.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

It was actually believed that Shango died right before the Colossus was built. His mighty palace in the center of Yoruba crashed with a mighty bolt of lightning and Shango disappeared. However, he survived by ascending to heaven, and then he returned once the seal on the Yoruban pantheon went up. Ever since the Colossus went up, Shango's been... around. He isn't exactly fond of the whole working a nine to five type deal to make a living, he's a king! If he doesn't have it all handed to him... then, well, he'll be fine with nothing. He usually hangs around the Gods, usually appearing at complete random on sidewalks in Seattle, playing the drums. He didn't originally do it for money but since so many mortals are so willing to throw their money away he might as well give it to Charity, the people who need it. Shango's been mostly couch surfing and womanizing his way from place to place. Hoping for the day the Gods return to power.

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

Shango, God of Fire & Lightning

S H A N G O, G O D O F F I R E & L I G N T N I N G
S H A N G O, G O D O F F I R E & L I G N T N I N G

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 James Shango. 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 34 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Currently Shango is homeless. He earns money by playing drums on the busy streets of Seattle.	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Honorable/Magnanimous. Courageous. Kind. 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Has a temper/Is easily provoked. Glutton Arrogant 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 Shango ain't got no big ambitions or grand goals anywhere. Shango's immortal, and he knows that, so he's just biding his time for the next big thing to jump off. So, he'll just entertain the mortals, have a bit of sex here and there, and eventually, he'll get his powers back. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Shango ultimately fears that this is the status quo that he'll have to abide by. He's refused to truly integrate with the humans as an act of rebellion against the Colossus and the foolishness of the other Gods to be sheep when they're, well, Gods. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Shango 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 God of Fire & Lightning 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Yuruban Panteon

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

Less like a God and more like a force of Nature, Shango is the God of fire and lightning. One of the seven African powers and the adopted son of Yemoja, Shango was the most powerful and mighty of their pantheon. Because nothing is more fearsome and great than lightning. With Shango's ax at his side, he protected his followers with mighty bolts of lightning that punished the wicked. To Yemoja's protector of women, Shango was more of a mentor to men. His mission was to uphold the ideals of men and masculinity - strength, virtue, honor, justice, and loyalty - and make sure that they make Africa glorious. Though, Shango was known as a party boy; a womanizer that loved to eat as much food was set in front of him.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

It was actually believed that Shango died right before the Colossus was built. His mighty palace in the center of Yoruba crashed with a mighty bolt of lightning and Shango disappeared. However, he survived by ascending to heaven, and then he returned once the seal on the Yoruban pantheon went up. Ever since the Colossus went up, Shango's been... around. He isn't exactly fond of the whole working a nine to five type deal to make a living, he's a king! If he doesn't have it all handed to him... then, well, he'll be fine with nothing. He usually hangs around the Gods, usually appearing at complete random on sidewalks in Seattle, playing the drums. He didn't originally do it for money but since so many mortals are so willing to throw their money away he might as well give it to Charity, the people who need it. Shango's been mostly couch surfing and womanizing his way from place to place. Hoping for the day the Gods return to power.

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

@fledermaus While I was writing Shango's sheet, some questions arose:

1. Where were the Gods before Seattle?

2. What would happen if a God left/tried to leave the Colossus?

3. What would happen if a God had a kid?

4. Also are we like going to wing it in terms of what they can do or...?

The Surtr Archives

Yemoja, Goddess of the Ocean

Y E M O J A, G O D D E S S O F T H E O C E A N
Y E M O J A, G O D D E S S O F T H E O C E A N

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 Heidi Thomas 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 26 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Social Worker (Moonlights as a stripper)	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Caring/Motherly Kind Protective 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Tempermental Self-Important Condenscending 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 To protect women where ever and who ever they are... she has latched herself onto a particular group of strippers in Seattle. However, she feels limited without the full extent of her power and wishes to break the seal that limits her power so she can preform her task. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Futher failure in her duty to protect mortal women. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Yemoja 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 Goddess of The Ocean 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Yoruba

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

The patron saint of the ocean (particularly the Ogun River) and protector of women, Yemoja was a decorated deity in the Yoruba patreon. She was one of the primordial entities tasked by Olofi, the supreme being, to assist in preparing the world for the arrival of mankind. And the task that she took initiative in was creating the waterways and the oceans, most importantly the sacred Ogun River. After it's creation her next task was to watch over the mortal women under the Yoruban patreon's care and it was not a task that Yemoja faltered in for not even a second. Mothers had births without a hitch, infertility was cured, and not a child was harmed under her care. However, at the end of the day, anyone who called the Ogun River home was under her protection. While she never had biological children of her own, she raised young Gods without parents, including Shango.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

When she lost her power, the golden age of women and the Ogun River was over. Women and children everywhere began to suffer and Yemoja was powerless to do not a thing about it. It was horrifying that they were the ones being punished for the actions of fools. Yemoja held her tongue as she was forced to leave her homeland and going from place to place... and felt powerless as no Goddess like herself should ever bring herself to be at the mercy of humans. They're too powerful and wise... but it was that damn colossus that meant that she couldn't do anything about it.

Yemoja took the name Heidi Thomas in a bid to appear somewhat American. And she, recently, had to settle in Seattle (Geddit?) and tried to do something to help out fellow women. This is why she became a social worker... and she felt disappointed that she had to watch the ocean fall to ruin but with big companies dumping waste, she couldn't do a thing about it as a human. Though Yemoja was a pretty damn good at her job, she didn't get paid a whole lot and Seattle was expensive as shit. So it wasn't working so she ended up taking a side gig as a stripper at a local strip joint... even though she ended up taking a motherly role, much to the other strippers dismay.

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

Yemoja, Goddess of the Ocean

Y E M O J A, G O D D E S S O F T H E O C E A N
Y E M O J A, G O D D E S S O F T H E O C E A N

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 Heidi Thomas 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 26 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Social Worker (Moonlights as a stripper)	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Caring/Motherly Kind Protective 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Tempermental Self-Important Condenscending 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 To protect women where ever and who ever they are... she has latched herself onto a particular group of strippers in Seattle. However, she feels limited without the full extent of her power and wishes to break the seal that limits her power so she can preform her task. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Futher failure in her duty to protect mortal women. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Yemoja 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 Goddess of The Ocean 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Yoruban

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

The patron saint of the ocean (particularly the Ogun River) and protector of women, Yemoja was a decorated deity in the Yoruba panteon. She was one of the primordial entities tasked by Olofi, the supreme being, to assist in preparing the world for the arrival of mankind. And the task that she took initiative in was creating the waterways and the oceans, most importantly the sacred Ogun River. After it's creation her next task was to watch over the mortal women under the Yoruban panteon's care and it was not a task that Yemoja faltered in for not even a second. Mothers had births without a hitch, infertility was cured, and not a child was harmed under her care. However, at the end of the day, anyone who called the Ogun River home was under her protection. While she never had biological children of her own, she raised young Gods without parents, including Shango.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

When she lost her power, the golden age of women and the Ogun River was over. Women and children everywhere began to suffer and Yemoja was powerless to do not a thing about it. It was horrifying that they were the ones being punished for the actions of fools. Yemoja held her tongue as she was forced to leave her homeland and going from place to place... and felt powerless as no Goddess like herself should ever bring herself to be at the mercy of humans. They're too powerful and wise... but it was that damn colossus that meant that she couldn't do anything about it.

Yemoja took the name Heidi Thomas in a bid to appear somewhat American. And she, recently, had to settle in Seattle (Geddit?) and tried to do something to help out fellow women. This is why she became a social worker... and she felt disappointed that she had to watch the ocean fall to ruin but with big companies dumping waste, she couldn't do a thing about it as a human. Though Yemoja was a pretty damn good at her job, she didn't get paid a whole lot and Seattle was expensive as shit. So it wasn't working so she ended up taking a side gig as a stripper at a local strip joint... even though she ended up taking a motherly role, much to the other strippers dismay.

Finished Yemoja first. Shango is next because I want to go all out.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Blake's Orgy Porgy Boat.

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"I wouldn't say ugly, I'd say... Aesthetically challenged."

Grace

"Girl, she looks like a man in a wig."

Madison dissed her as she chuckled a bit. So Lightning. That was kind of cool, but Madison was happy with the Jaws. Still, a bolt of lightning could be pretty noticeable here... she knows the Blind can't see their abstractions in action, but she didn't want to risk it. With a nod of her head, she noticed that the whole scene with the fire was dying down. Unfortunately, they don't have much to worry about. However... the boat might go back to shore and they'll lose this golden shot at Mr. Schmidt. This means they had to stop fucking around and find Blake as fast as possible. Though, she was curious as to what Lyss was doing and... it doesn't matter.

"Uh... Was that one of ours? I'm still trying to learn everyone's name and uh... Abilities."

"Not a clue," Madison started as she looked around, "But it ain't important, sis."

Now, Madison had a stupid idea. A dumb one because if she was going to be entirely honest, they would be spending hours on this damn boat looking for Blake. And the longer they spend on this boat, the more likely they'll get caught and probably end up having to haul ass with their tails in between their legs. And probably making Blake stop fucking 'round and start sending actual hitmen after them (Madison knew the Coven couldn't handle). So she came up with another idea to draw Blake out of hiding... one that was probably not the best decision but she didn't have a whole lot of options given that all that ended up happening when she asked was that she got the runaround.

"What is important is that we find Blake soon as possible before the party's over," Madison said to Grace as she focused a bit on little Hades here and her two backup dancers. This was dangerous, but wit the Jaws Madison felt like she could take anything they send her way.... and then she was promptly reminded that the last thing the Jaws made her feel invincible there was a hole put in the last fight she got into. However, this was going to go better as Madison slowly closed the distance between herself and Mariah.

See, if she causes a big enough fuss then maybe Blake will come out. Or another member of the Coven will get their hands on him.

"Hey, bitch," Madison started off to Mariah with her hands on her hips... and she wasn't going to be subtle with the antagonism. "I thought you said Blake was on the front of the boat? We look back there and he ain't even there. What 'fraid we'll take your little sugar daddy from you?"

She shrugged as she walked up.

"Not my fault that you're ugly."

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

god damn it someone beat me to the stripper character

Neon Rainbow: Kings & Queens of Miami (Quirky gang satire set in a Neon-aesthetic Miami)

@queenoftheages accepted

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Blake's Orgy Porgy Boat.

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"Shouldn't we go back to shore?" One of the security guards said.

"Nonsense, you see that the fire's gone?" Blake said as he put his hands onto his hips triumphantly as he looked around. "Let's keep this party going! Why stop!?"

"... Because it's proce-"

And suddenly Blake shoved a wad of money (actually a hundred on top and a bunch of ones on bottom) into the security guard's breast pocket. As he whispered, "Scour the ship and look for that stowaway that started this fire for me, okay?" He said because while some of the girls looked a bit disheartened, he was going to keep this party going until he got his satisfaction! Regardless of what happens because it was just a little fire? It wasn't like somebody died or was in any danger. These women were such wusses, but maybe his attempt to save the day will endear them to him!

Claudette made sure to slink back into the middle of the crowds as the last thing she wanted to do was be noticed. She understood that she was a bit... noticeable. Of course, Claudette didn't think that someone like Blake would commit her to memory unlike somebody like Lyss, Kayla, or... Maya. Given that the very latter was on top of the Outsider's hitlist when she attacked. Oh, wait. Yeah. Claudette should get back to Maya - who was probably making love to Phillis. Euuuuugh. Claudette cringed as the thought came-

Alyssa just walked up to Blake and put a grin on her face and Claudette's heart just started racing. What was the- and then Claudette suddenly remembered that Lyss wasn't as... well, batshit crazy as the rest of the Coven. In the distraction that the fire provided, the woman grabbed a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass as she found herself a seat. She carefully watched the scene unfold just in case something went wrong and she needed to use that fancy abstraction of hers.

When fucking Lyss walked up, Blake almost dropped the bottle of wine in his hand as his heart began racing. "I... I thought the Outsider killed you! How are you still here? Why... How did..." Blake took steps back from the girl in horror as he tried to rethink the whole party.

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“Can’t say I’ve had a chance to look around so why don’t you show me one of the lovely rooms I’m sure this place has, and we can repeat last time.”

Maya

"Of cooooooooooourse," Phillis purred as she downed the rest of her wine. "Honestly, I never been on this expensive piece of crap before this, but I know this is probably where Blake takes all his little whores and hussies."

She hiccuped again. "... I wouldn't walk anywhere on here barefoot."

Then she looked over her shoulder at Quinn as she said, "What's your name, hun? How'd you get wrapped up in this... actually, how did all of you-" She was about to continue but she drunkenly slapped herself on the forehead. "Oh, right." She chuckled.

"Witches."