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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Name: Amos
Also known as: Hate
Age: Older then Mankind, yet new
God Status: God of Hatred
Personality: Amos is rash, arrogant and disturbed. He no longer believes in any of his old doctrine, having changed completely. Amos hates everything now, mortals and gods alike, as he views them as his betrayers. His mentality is now deeply corrupted with the belief that everything must be punished, for destroying his old world.
Parents: The Sun and Moon
Sexuality: Straight
Form on Earth: Why would he be something lesser now?
True Form:
Powers:
Godly Strength – Has enhanced strength, even more so then other gods.
Hatred Manipulation - Amos can sense and manipulate the hatred of mortals, deities and other creatures by increasing, causing or otherwise channeling their hatred, and manifesting it to a physical level (Using this power varies, with 100% guarantee in mortals and creatures but only a little bit in deities without them already angry). Amos also has, at varying times, an aura of hatred that can amplify/induce hate on beings inside this zone, which he then can manipulate.
Flame magic - Godly fire that can incinerate mortals and creatures instantly.
Weapon: Cerbanis, his once heavenly sword has changed its form as well. It now crackles with radiant energy and whoever wields it, finds themselves full of hate. Still gives wings.
History (Pre-Earth bound): Not applicable. See the God of Valor's history.
History (Post-Earth bound): Has no history as of yet.
Motive: Revenge against everything.
(Note- This character was born on page 5)
Also known as: Hate
Age: Older then Mankind, yet new
God Status: God of Hatred
Personality: Amos is rash, arrogant and disturbed. He no longer believes in any of his old doctrine, having changed completely. Amos hates everything now, mortals and gods alike, as he views them as his betrayers. His mentality is now deeply corrupted with the belief that everything must be punished, for destroying his old world.
Parents: The Sun and Moon
Sexuality: Straight
Form on Earth: Why would he be something lesser now?
True Form:
Powers:
Godly Strength – Has enhanced strength, even more so then other gods.
Hatred Manipulation - Amos can sense and manipulate the hatred of mortals, deities and other creatures by increasing, causing or otherwise channeling their hatred, and manifesting it to a physical level (Using this power varies, with 100% guarantee in mortals and creatures but only a little bit in deities without them already angry). Amos also has, at varying times, an aura of hatred that can amplify/induce hate on beings inside this zone, which he then can manipulate.
Flame magic - Godly fire that can incinerate mortals and creatures instantly.
Weapon: Cerbanis, his once heavenly sword has changed its form as well. It now crackles with radiant energy and whoever wields it, finds themselves full of hate. Still gives wings.
History (Pre-Earth bound): Not applicable. See the God of Valor's history.
History (Post-Earth bound): Has no history as of yet.
Motive: Revenge against everything.
(Note- This character was born on page 5)
"Save me your sentiment Armarion. I have done nothing to myself but simply embrace the change that you have all caused! Amos turned back around to face those gathered in the room, his gaze unwavering.
He spoke and an aura of hate flowed from him, which would make those in the general vicinity fell angry, "I am not a MAN, none of us are! We are Gods, above them, they are like animals and need to be treated as such. You think you're so smart don't you, Armarion? Full of so much wisdom and knowledge but for all you know, you couldn't prevent this and that is why I blame you and everyone else."
As he finished he turned to leave once more, wings of fire started to burn from his back. He moved his head to look back saying, "Humanity will pay."
Amos then walked to the door, opening it and began to walk to the street.
He spoke and an aura of hate flowed from him, which would make those in the general vicinity fell angry, "I am not a MAN, none of us are! We are Gods, above them, they are like animals and need to be treated as such. You think you're so smart don't you, Armarion? Full of so much wisdom and knowledge but for all you know, you couldn't prevent this and that is why I blame you and everyone else."
As he finished he turned to leave once more, wings of fire started to burn from his back. He moved his head to look back saying, "Humanity will pay."
Amos then walked to the door, opening it and began to walk to the street.
"No..." Amos said angrily as he pushed the messenger God away.
Was it what Iratze said or something so dark and alien inside that shattered his mind? 4,000 years of an uneasy sleep can distort the body and when he began to sleep, he was already not in a good state. Reflection upon ones self, if done properly, can heal wounds but Amos did not dream properly. He simply looked into his memories of a greater time, instead of trying to move on, he became consumed by the past and wanted it back so badly.
This feeling he felt was not new. No, it was always there but this time, it devoured his divine soul.
Humanity was the cause of this...isolation. Humans, who thought themselves so significant, were the reason why he was stuck on their Earth. Amos fell to his knees, his hands touching the ground and a twisted expression came to his face. A single tear fell down his right cheek, before his blue eyes, turned blood red.
No one could of thought something that seemed so insignificant, could utterly change a god but it did. Amos had never hurt a human, had never bothered them, had never even interfered with them, before the Gods all fell to Earth. It was only expected that he would need an outlet after, so he did kill them but kicking him out because of what he didn't do? It was completely wrong by all accounts. To find out that it was the other gods fault's for this, was an irreversible error. The only purpose in his existence, was to protect Heaven and if he could no longer do that, then he would change his purpose.
The only thing he felt now was hatred. Hate for mortals, hate for Earth, hate for the gods and especially Brontes...
In a flash of bright light, he had transformed into his Godly form and it shined so brightly, so magnificent like before. All who looked at him, saw the God of Valor as he was.
Then came the change, his form dulling as dark red flames erupted from his body, consuming the light of the once God of Valor and wrapping him in a shroud of blood red. The explosion that followed revealed a new form, Amos was reborn, now as his true self, the God of Hatred.
Mother and father would not approve of his status change. Their idea of balance, had always kept their children in line and even some of the older gods. Brontes made the unfortunate mistake of locking their children away from them and since they could not interfere, Amos was free to do as he pleased. Perhaps any god could change, if they tried hard enough but whether or not it was permanent was for them to decide. His whole entire existence was for Heaven and to learn of such a betrayal by his family, to have caused this to happen to him, was inconceivable.
Amos spoke then, his voice heavily distorted, teeming with bitterness, "This meeting is over. Do not get in my way, as I now see clearly, I will draw them out the only way I know."
With that said, still in his Godly form, Amos began to leave.
Was it what Iratze said or something so dark and alien inside that shattered his mind? 4,000 years of an uneasy sleep can distort the body and when he began to sleep, he was already not in a good state. Reflection upon ones self, if done properly, can heal wounds but Amos did not dream properly. He simply looked into his memories of a greater time, instead of trying to move on, he became consumed by the past and wanted it back so badly.
This feeling he felt was not new. No, it was always there but this time, it devoured his divine soul.
Humanity was the cause of this...isolation. Humans, who thought themselves so significant, were the reason why he was stuck on their Earth. Amos fell to his knees, his hands touching the ground and a twisted expression came to his face. A single tear fell down his right cheek, before his blue eyes, turned blood red.
No one could of thought something that seemed so insignificant, could utterly change a god but it did. Amos had never hurt a human, had never bothered them, had never even interfered with them, before the Gods all fell to Earth. It was only expected that he would need an outlet after, so he did kill them but kicking him out because of what he didn't do? It was completely wrong by all accounts. To find out that it was the other gods fault's for this, was an irreversible error. The only purpose in his existence, was to protect Heaven and if he could no longer do that, then he would change his purpose.
The only thing he felt now was hatred. Hate for mortals, hate for Earth, hate for the gods and especially Brontes...
In a flash of bright light, he had transformed into his Godly form and it shined so brightly, so magnificent like before. All who looked at him, saw the God of Valor as he was.
Then came the change, his form dulling as dark red flames erupted from his body, consuming the light of the once God of Valor and wrapping him in a shroud of blood red. The explosion that followed revealed a new form, Amos was reborn, now as his true self, the God of Hatred.
Mother and father would not approve of his status change. Their idea of balance, had always kept their children in line and even some of the older gods. Brontes made the unfortunate mistake of locking their children away from them and since they could not interfere, Amos was free to do as he pleased. Perhaps any god could change, if they tried hard enough but whether or not it was permanent was for them to decide. His whole entire existence was for Heaven and to learn of such a betrayal by his family, to have caused this to happen to him, was inconceivable.
Amos spoke then, his voice heavily distorted, teeming with bitterness, "This meeting is over. Do not get in my way, as I now see clearly, I will draw them out the only way I know."
With that said, still in his Godly form, Amos began to leave.
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Scientific Team for Exploration and Mechanics research company (S.T.E.A.M research. co.)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Free Roleplay
David turns around, sees the girl and chuckles. Next he takes out his rifle and fires at her. "Then I'll do it myself!"
Now I'll give cake.
Oh I suppose then.
Will give cookie to the next person that goes.
Any emotion on Amos' face, dispersed as quickly as it came as Iratze told him the cause. His voice was slightly shaken as he spoke,"Iratze...You are telling me, that humans are to blame? That Brontes was angry at us...no...you all, because humans were being abused?
His left eye twitched slightly, his voice becoming cold, "He trapped me here because he wanted them to be safe? I never even touched a human before this disgrace!
He moved away from the other gods, pain flashing across his face, he did not speak but thought to himself, 'I'm here because the humans need's outweighed our own...I'm here because...my family? They betrayed me...because...because...they had to mettle in their affairs?'
Amos shut his eyes and simply stood still, as his facial expression relaxed but his mind filled with betrayal and hate.
His left eye twitched slightly, his voice becoming cold, "He trapped me here because he wanted them to be safe? I never even touched a human before this disgrace!
He moved away from the other gods, pain flashing across his face, he did not speak but thought to himself, 'I'm here because the humans need's outweighed our own...I'm here because...my family? They betrayed me...because...because...they had to mettle in their affairs?'
Amos shut his eyes and simply stood still, as his facial expression relaxed but his mind filled with betrayal and hate.
I agree with that. Its a good idea.
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