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Fiala: we're gonna have a good day

Fiala couldn't help but laugh at her sister's awakening. She recognized her voice and manner of speaking, and she was overjoyed that of all the strangers in this city, Hiraga was the one she bumped into. It definitely could have been worse - Hiraga was one sibling with which Fiala had always more or less got along with, and even played with on Earth. Her mind was suddenly flooded with pleasant memories they shared, her sister's patience and even amusement at her antics.

What luck, right? Fiala laughed even harder at the thought.

"Of course I will - c'mon." The call could wait - now, it was time to play.

Over thousands of years, Fiala watched humanity grow and advance, and she had spent more nights than she could count lying awake and fantasizing about all the new ways she could play. One of her favourite fantasies was messing with new technology - although she never knew how much power she actually held over those things, or even if she could influence them at all. But Hiraga wanted to laugh, and she wanted to play. What better time to experiment?

Fiala held her sister's hand even tighter and started guiding her down the street, trying to keep her speed in check. That would be something she'd have to get used to again. She kept going until she saw a man in a suit and briefcase walking on the other side of the street. He appeared to be in some sort of hurry. At the same time, a car was speeding down the road. Perfect.

"Watch this."

As the car passed the man, Fiala tilted her head slightly. The steering wheel tilted slightly, just enough for the car to hit a muddy puddle on the side of the road. The water splashed up, and the man just barely got his briefcase up in time to block most of it from hitting him. Irritated, he pulled out his cellphone, dialed a number and held it to his ear. Fiala inhaled slightly. A moment later, the man looked at his phone again. "Seriously??"

Fiala lifted a hand to her mouth to muffle her giggles. "Holy shit, it worked." Maaaan did that feel good.

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@Forsythe I might take you up on that. I'll let you know (:

@Dealdric by the way, did you borrow the rusty mace idea from Skyrim? I just played thru all the Daedric quests recently and it reminds me of the House of Horrors

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I want to build a human, although I'm not sure what I want to do with them yet.
Maybe some bumbling sidekick who follows around one of the gods without realizing what's actually happening.

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Fiala: perfect timing for a god on a machine

Fiala couldn't restrain a laugh at the stranger's concern. "I don't do it often, so I think my lungs will be okay. But thanks." As she linked hands with the woman, she felt a familiar warmth pass through her, a sensation she had all but forgotten over thousands of years. Could it be - no. Surely she was imagining things, or there must be some sort of mistake. It was the thrill of her escape, the shock of bumping into someone like this so unexpectedly. The confusion about her speed, about the cigarette landing just perfectly -

But as the woman continued, Fiala knew that her speed wasn't imagined. Looking around now, and glancing one more time at her watch, she realized that she must have been moving faster to have walked this far in that short amount of time. Where are you hurrying this fine day, lass?

Fiala tried to mask her true reaction by putting on the most sheepish expression she could manage. She hesitated a moment, trying to come up with a plausible-sounding answer to the question. Why, I just robbed my boyfriend, ma'am, and I was making my getaway. No, definitely not something she wanted to admit right now.

Then she heard the bell, a beautiful sound that haunted her dreams, even to this day. She nearly snapped her neck turning to look in the direction from which it came. Her smile faded. She long since tried to forget that sound, thinking she would never hear the bell again. But she couldn't forget... and here she was, being called once again.

So it was true.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the woman turn to look in the same direction; although the expression on her face was much less serious, as if she didn't understand the significance of the call. Fiala took a deep breath. She couldn't have orchestrated a better deus ex machina herself. Confident that she no longer had to answer the question, and figuring she had nothing to lose, Fiala took a gamble and turned her gaze back to the other woman.

"You heard it too." She spoke softly as she took the stranger's hand again. She felt the same warmth as before; this time, she knew it was real. "We need to go. My name is Fiala."

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Hey @Kazemitsu! Welcome to the party (:

If you're stuck, Fantasy Name Generators has a deity name generator that includes titles (such as god of war, goddess of winter etc) that might be helpful.

fantasynamegenerators.com/god-names.p…

You could also draw inspiration by looking at real-life pantheons like from Ancient Greece

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With her preoccupation with what must have been a mistake about her speed, and her focus on getting the second cigarette lit, Fiala didn't even realize what happened until after the two had collided. A flurry of papers suddenly surrounded her. The cigarette flew from her hand, and she became aware that it was falling toward a pile of papers that hadn't already met an unfortunate fate. A grimace crossed her face as she crossed her fingers - a terrible habit she'd picked up from humanity, a superstition she knew didn't work, but somehow helped her to feel more in control of a given situation. Don'tburnthepapersdon'tburnthepapersdon't -

The cigarette fell harmlessly beside the pile, leaving it untouched by her dirty fire.

Fiala raised an eyebrow, and let out a short laugh, not fully believing her eyes. "No fuckin' way."

Bending over to collect what had fallen, she only then noticed the woman who ran into her, now bracing herself against a mailbox. She looked familiar... but in the moment, Fiala couldn't place her, other than she wasn't someone close to Pete (which, to be honest, was all she immediately cared about). Fiala flicked the cigarette carefully into the street and collected what papers she could, purposely avoiding sheets that were wet or... otherwise compromised. Bundling the papers into one arm, she approached the woman and offered her free hand.

"Sorry about that - you okay?" She smiled as warmly as she could given the situation. She figured she could spare a few moments to make sure this woman was okay before continuing on. "Hopefully nothing too important got - well, you know." She thought about adding that the woman should maybe slow down a bit next time, but glancing at her watch again, Fiala couldn't be certain that it wasn't her fault to begin with, and that last thing she wanted was to piss off this woman even more.

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Charlie's Audition Tape

Charlie Bouchard

What is your name?
Je m’appelle Charlotte Bouchard.
*laugh, returns to perfect English* My friends call me Charlie.

How old are you?
Oh, man… I’m 25, aren’t I? Well, I guess there are worse ages to be.

Looking for a showmance?
Well, I mean, anything can happen, right? It’s not the reason I’m here, but I’m definitely open to it. I went through kind of a big break-up a few months ago - after two and a half years, my boyfriend told me he’s gay. Isn’t that crazy? *laugh* I mean, I’m happy for him, that he figured himself out. I’m straight, so I can’t even imagine how hard that whole thing must’ve been. Sucks for me, but I’m genuinely happy for him. *laugh* Y’know, it’s not the reason I’m here, but it would be kind of cool to find someone new.

Where are you from?
Well, I grew up in Maine, but right now I’m living in Philadelphia. It’s hella different, but in the best way possible.

Do you have a job?
I’m a database administrator for an e-commerce startup based in Philly. Nothing super glamorous or anything, but it pays the bills, and I love what I do.

What has your life been like so far?
Well, my mother is from Quebec, but I grew up in Lewiston, Maine. Got interested in computers when I was a kid, followed that interest to Northeastern University in Boston. Finished my undergrad and then kind of just, y’know, threw darts at a map, and the first city I hit was Philly. *laugh* I kind of wish I was joking, but no, that’s what really happened. My best friend did the same thing - she ended up Tulsa. Anyway, I found a house with like five roommates, and three weeks later I was in Philly. That was a crazy time - I sublet just in case, but we ended getting along perfectly. I’m still living with two of them now. Got a job, met a guy. Almost moved in with him but he came out as gay and dumped me. Y’know how it goes. *laugh* You just gotta roll with the punches.

Any quirks, talents, or weird facts about you?
I speak French fluently, so there’s that. Lewiston actually has a pretty big Francophone community, so I got a lot of practice growing up. Not that I had much of a choice. *laugh* I also know how to shoot a bow and arrow - I was in the archery club at Northeastern, I got pretty good at it. That was a couple years ago though, so I’m probably rusty by now. Oh, I play a mean game of table tennis. I know I’m not rusty at that. And I know how the internet works.

Weird facts? I’ve never seen Star Wars. I’m low-key obsessed with Sentinels of the Multiverse. I’ve never actually been to Quebec. One time I accidentally got drunk with the headliner at a house show, and then I almost went home with him before his band got a chance to play. *laugh* That was a good night.

Why do you deserve to win?
”Deserve” is a strong word… but it sure would be nice.

And if you do win, what will you do with the million dollars?
Pay off student loans, buy a condo… I want to bring Maman to Philly, but she won’t come until I have my own place, so that’s pretty high on the list. I’ve been thinking about grad school, too. It would be pretty cool to do that without having to worry where the money’s coming from.

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Fiala

Standing before the small mirror, Fiala ran her fingers repeatedly through her short blue hair, fluffing it a little as it dried. She had recoloured it just two days earlier: this was her favourite time, when the colour was at its most vibrant. Her stylist had done an amazing job with it, too - layering her hair just perfectly, cutting it in just the right way to frame her face. She couldn't be happier with the way she looked.

When she was content with admiring herself, Fiala pulled on an oversized t-shirt and exited the bathroom, taking just two steps down the hall before entering the bedroom. The room was filled with a thin haze, just enough to be noticeable from the hallway but easily forgettable once the door was closed. Pete was still lying on the bare mattress, the smoke from his cigarette mingling with the cone incense and contributing to the haze. He sat up as she entered, and beckoned her back to bed. She obliged without hesitation.

Half an hour later, she rose again, and began collecting her clothing to prepare for the day. "It's supposed to be hot today, right?" She didn't wait for an answer before pulling on a white floral crop top.

"Yeah." Pete sat up in bed as he lit another cigarette. "Hey, Lenore... I got a question for you."

"Hm?" She looked over her shoulder as she slathered on his deodorant.

"I, uh... got an extra key made. It's yours if you want it."

Smiling, she sat on the mattress and plucked the cigarette from his mouth. She puffed away as he stood, fumbled through a nearby pair of jeans, and produced a silver key. Without a word, she traded the cigarette for the key.

Then it was Pete's turn to get ready for the day. Fiala could hear him singing in the shower down the hall, loudly and off key. She couldn't help but smirk as she pulled on her boots and glanced at the guitar-shaped wall clock. With practiced speed, she pulled several books off the shelf, pocketed the money tucked between the pages, and replaced them all as if nothing happened. She slipped on his favourite jacket, snapped on his wristwatch, grabbed the pack of cigarettes and left the hazy room. The last thing she did before exiting the small apartment was drop the silver key on the carpet, a near-silent "Oops" slipping through her lips.

Walking down the street below, Fiala lit a cigarette. She couldn't help but think that she had been moving faster than usual while making her getaway. She meditated on this a bit, unsure of what to make of it - it was probably her imagination. To be sure, she glanced at her new watch.

No, that can't be right.

She threw down her cigarette and lit another as she turned a corner.

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Love the opinions idea! I might go back and add something for that too~

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It's My Lucky Day

Name: Fiala

Also known as: Mistress of Fortune

Age: appears to be in her mid-twenties

God Aspect: Luck

Personality: to come

Parents: the Sun and Moon

Sexuality: I like you, do you like me? Yeah? Cool, let’s go

Form on Earth

True Form

Powers:
Divine Luck: Fiala can subtly influence the outcomes of events, for either better or worse
Divine Agility: Fiala is very quick, even beyond the capabilities of most of her siblings
Charm: Fiala has a certain air about her that make her seem easy to trust

Weapon: Fiala once had a set of throwing knives that always hit the most opportune part of her mark. In her hands, the knives replenished as quickly as she could draw them. She lost track of the set long ago.

History (Pre-Earth bound):
As one of the middle children of Solaria and Lunus, Fiala found her place to be less important than those of her older siblings. She didn’t mind, though: subtly influencing events, just enough to affect the outcome, was enough for her. At first, it was enough to play with her siblings like this - tweaking this or that, changing things just enough to throw them off guard - but eventually, she found herself growing bored. Maybe they couldn’t replicate it, but they knew that she was responsible.

Because of this, humanity was a great boon to Fiala. She immediately went to Earth, walking among these new creatures and playing with them the way she once played with her siblings. Misplaced key here, lucky roll of the dice there… she found herself having more fun with humans than she ever had in the Heavens. Mostly avoiding her siblings, she spent her time amusing herself to her heart’s content, subtly influencing lives in just the right way to make herself laugh.

History (Post-Earth bound):
When the Gates were closed, Fiala didn’t immediately notice. It wasn’t until chaos beyond her control took over that she realized what happened. Quietly slipping into the shadows, she continued influencing what she could - although now, it was much less satisfying. She was no longer playing games, instead trying desperately to save what humans she could - not for altruistic purposes, but because she knew if she didn’t, she would never get to play again. By the time the threat more or less cleared, she knew her power was weaker than it once was. She took her chance to have her fun while it lasted, while also learning more mundane (but much less enjoyable) ways to influence mortal luck.

Fiala found that the best way to do this was as a traveling conman. She has spent centuries wandering Earth, playing rigged games of “chance” and disappearing before a particular settlement had a chance to react. It wasn’t the same, of course - in this way, she could only influence in one direction, unless she chose to take pity and allow some mortal to win. More recently, though, they’ve become wise to her schemes, and it’s harder and harder to influence using mundane tricks.

Most recently, she has been trying to take things easy and enjoy immortal life in a beautiful place. Currently she is making her way across North America, only practicing her trade when she needs more money to travel… or when she really feels that itch to play.

Motive: Fiala just wants to have fun, whether it be on Earth or in the Heavens.