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5 hrs ago
Current Ill take a large diabetes no ice, hyperlipidemia with extra cheese, and a fresh batch of large hypertension with three ketchup packets please.
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6 days ago
A scantron exam, but the answer is always C. Just C. Always C. Not a single A, B, D, or E. All answers are C. The statistical improbability is diabolical!
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8 days ago
By default the Jimmy Buffet Bard is on a quest for a Salt Shaker after losing it after a black-out night of booze, sponge cake, carousing, and women with his only hint tattooed on his chest...
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9 days ago
I'm not a doctor but I do play one in RP. Got an itch to scratch? Try Hyrdocortisone 1% with aloe, vitamin E, and medicated Zinc oxide plus calamine cream..
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16 days ago
Where else would you keep a diamond-powered tactical ASSAULT super suit?
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What should X do next.

Also New God Poll:

Which of these Gods should I roleplay as?

1) Atrophos (Synn) God of Hunger, The Swallowing Void, Empty One, Bringer of Nothing, Lord of Desires. A Neutral Evil God who brings about ruination into the world through the means of desires. He is the hunger which consumes everything, a force which attempts to return the world into nothingness once more as he consumes it all and once having nothing left to feast upon, will devour himself to bring an end to all creation. Where the God of Death Reaps souls into his domain, Atrophos devours them, extinguishing its existence to feed his eternal hunger. So to claim souls of his own from Death, he lures mortals into their own budding desires, carnal urges to taint them such that in Hell he can devour their blackened souls to the chorus of screams. He's actually quite a charming God however, quite the cosmopolite so I'd imagine a Hannibal Lecter feel regarding high-society living.

2) Oshingen (Wa) God of Order, The Emperor, The Ruler Amongst the Clouds, The King amongst the Kings of Kings. A Lawful evil God who was corrupted in the wars by Calcifer and became an evil god. Once a benevolent patron god of structured society, Oshingen is now a patron of tyrants and oppressors. He imposes rigid order by the sword, commanding legions to support his puppet mortal rulers, retainers who enforce his will to bring all under the heavens and above hell into his domain of order absolute. He would direct the chaotic society into a utopia to surpass the Heavens, but first it must be destroyed. First the rocks and foundations must be broken and the raw iron exposed. Then The ore thrown into the fires to be purged of its impurities, then tempered by the hammer, Finally quenched by water to harden to lock the blade forged into rigid order. Then sharpened against the stone to be aimed at the gods. This would be of course an eastern-inspired god...

3) The Trickster. God of Change. A Chaotic Neutral shapeshifter god who tricked X and assisted the Evil Gods in their rebellion. His Name and True Name is unknown. He exists to upset the balance and tip the scales. That being said, he did manage to escape the ordinance of the Creator through some means and play in the mortal world, slipping in and out of both Heaven and Hell as he pleases...


No blood signified a coming birth,
And the child would be born by blood,
And the child would be baptized by blood,
and death at last once more by absence of blood.
The red cycle, as the mystics know.

It was quiet in the void of being, where his consciousness dwelt as his body melted into naught but blood. Not quite alive, yet not quite dead, somewhere between as his heart beat with a steady thumping. What was the body but a machine to consume? To feed upon the precious fluid which was blood? The brain was nothing more than guide to seek it, the stomach and lungs to enrich it, the bones and sinew to make and consume it. But the heart was there to distribute it. To share her to the rest of the world, to drown it in her unrelenting love. Blood, the most divine of all prima materia. There it was, a soft and gentle call, a beckon by his mistress, a red light to pierce the blank void. He was hers, and she remembered her faithful servant. With a metaphysical smile Dyleon faded from this void... Only to wake to find his eyes a new, staring at the shapeless form that was his beloved. Her hand reaching at his newly formed chest, claws tearing into the soft skin and plucking from its wicker cage a beating heart. Like a precious ruby, held in her hand as he offered it freely, suppressing a grunt of pain as he felt the gem severed from the source. Falling over in supination, from both the shock and unending adoration, clutching the hole she left behind as it sealed up. A perfect servant, devoted, dedicated and now once again deathless.

"As you command my love..." Dyleon whispered as she drifted away into the darkness. Reborn, still tender of flesh and weak of bone, fragile though the blood coursed through him. His body strengthened once more slowly, his unclothed form changing as it hardened into a killing machine again, his eyes twinkling with a bloodlust as his vigor returned. As naked as newborn babe, but as innocent as one who just committed a massacre. His strength returned, the blood coursing swiftly through him as his hunger grew. Blood, his body demanded, his blood magics allowed him to live without his heart, yet required him to be sustained by gallons of it. He growled as his form changed, his face elongating as his long black and red hair grew out into fur. A tail formed and claws grew from nails as fangs descended. The Werewolf howled at his goddess, towards the endless sky of hades, his song of praise.

His ears twitched, a bestial growl greeted Chakan as he sniffed the airs around her. "Dogs chew bones, Wolves drink blood. I am no beast of Darko, I serve Sekaulla, my mistress, my love, my Goddess. You have no blood to spill, no tribute to give her... Why would I hunt you?" But before He could glean an answer, Chakan was summoned to another place. Leaving Dyleon alone in Hell. Or was he? No the air smelled of blood, rich in power, beyond the blood of humans. True to his canine form, he panted, his saliva thick in wanting. So commanded the goddess to hunt the prey, so shall he feast upon them... Time to Raise Hell by laying waste to it. A bloodbath.
Don't look at me <_>

I'm on business travel.
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FOOL! Do not try to belittle me! Calcifer, Lord of Chaos! My powers are great, and my hatred staunch. None can contend with me! I have single handed brought down several Centaur Guardians and Hal's own Griffin! Do not think that you will be able to defeat me so easily!



https://youtu.be/IVajui035JY?t=1m57s

"My memory may fail me Calcifer, but was it not with but a mere utterance did I erase you? Perhaps, you have forgotten your place, come let me remind you of what we have merely allowed to happen..."

X, Passive-Aggressive Badass.

To avoid power-couples ;)

I'd like to see a bit more history personally, although not sure about Crim but other than that seems fine.
Err... we actually already have a God of Chaos. ^_^; He's the Main Antagonist. Although technically he is disposed of for the time being... THt being said, why not God of Fire?

More importantly however, you cannot have a champion of your own god.
As we all found out with my post, X is quite secretly Evil.

But yes, good gods are needed.
We can use all sorts.

I play Neutral so far.



The Door Crumbled,
and Reality Shattered.
The Gate Opening,
But opening too far...

"And so you have."

One last defense, though the futility of it was laughable, X foresaw this very moment without his terrifying insight to which he had prepared this final trick for the guest of honor. What would have led down into the place where Calcifer expected his boon to be, instead now led into the realm between. There in the black and white void, X sat awaiting, his form flowing over the singularity of a chair which collapsed upon itself as he arose to greet the Fallen One. Like greeting an old friend, X prepared himself for the ire of the one he cursed into obscurity. Stripped of his godhood and made mortal as man. Powerful, but mortal nonetheless.

"Calcifer, the Fallen One. At long last, you have finally made your move. Bold as it may be, but foreseen. Perhaps its is rightfully so that you are no longer the God of Chaos for this was all too predictable." A small, witty comment, turned into convoluted insults which were laced with both biting venom, and the bitter venom which was truth. "I bid you turn back from this path you follow. The course of events to follow will not restore what you have lost. But that is not what you seek is it? Your vengeance upon us will not be your own. Forces beyond your mortal self lie beyond us." A strange phrase at the end there, with meanings like X to distort the whorish nature of words. See he played with the syntax strange, twisting the meaning as he would distort truth into a lie and lies into truth. True the power were both beyond this precipice and beyond the control of the Gods.

"I will not stop, nor can I. Armageddon lies within your grasp, and yours alone. Yet in doing what you believe to be your own actions, of your choosing and device, I shall reveal that you nothing more than a mere pawn in the game of kings." The realm morphed into a tunnel once more, revealing the end as X passed Calcifer his warning. "Consider your path, I shall leave behind you and none shall follow you this realm hides the events within it. Goodbye, Calcifer."

If the person on the other side of the world, on business trip gets a post up before you Crim... I swear...

-angrily shakes beer mug-
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