Okropnosc is wandering around the oasis, reading poetry.
Lark (in his child form again) pops up behind Okropnosc and follows him for a while, listening.
They seem to be varied beyond imagination, clearly not written by any one person, but there is a common thread between them: romance.
*Baalzeboop! Hey :)*
"Poetry! It's like singing, but without the music. Still cool though." Melos hovers nearby.
*It feels like someone put a rock in my stomach. Happy to see you, though.*
"That... is an apt description. Many songs originated from poetry, or vice-versa, and are very similar in communication. Personally, I prefer poetry, though, as I don't have the knowledge to completely appreciate music. I definitely enjoy both, though."
"Yeah. Poetry is cool. Not energetic enough for me though."
"That is completely understandable. Music can convey things that poetry cannot, and can also be beautiful in ways that poems cannot. But the same can be said in reverse. It is a matter of preference, not one art being superior to the other. I can understand poetry not being energetic enough for you, though. You are the demigod of music and fire, after all."
Okropnosc is wandering around the oasis, reading poetry.
Lark (in his child form again) pops up behind Okropnosc and follows him for a while, listening.
They seem to be varied beyond imagination, clearly not written by any one person, but there is a common thread between them: romance.
*Baalzeboop! Hey :)*
"Poetry! It's like singing, but without the music. Still cool though." Melos hovers nearby.
*It feels like someone put a rock in my stomach. Happy to see you, though.*
"That... is an apt description. Many songs originated from poetry, or vice-versa, and are very similar in communication. Personally, I prefer poetry, though, as I don't have the knowledge to completely appreciate music. I definitely enjoy both, though."
"Yeah. Poetry is cool. Not energetic enough for me though."
"That is completely understandable. Music can convey things that poetry cannot, and can also be beautiful in ways that poems cannot. But the same can be said in reverse. It is a matter of preference, not one art being superior to the other. I can understand poetry not being energetic enough for you, though. You are the demigod of music and fire, after all."
"Yup, a preference. That's perfect."
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Ilheia is flying around different domains and the human town, hanging off of things, jumping around, and just generally having a good time.
They'll see a man made of glass in a white suit turn into a fireball and zoom around the Oasis.
She smiles, starting to quickly fly following
It seems to notice you following, and starts soaring around things, playfully trying to keep ahead.
She follows the path exactly, smiling. As she gains speed, she starts spinning in the air, her long hair whipping around behind her
She quickly catches up to the fireball, and it elongates, forming back into the glass man. "Hello miss! Who're you?" He narrowly misses a passing bird.
She begins flying upside down, retaining the same speed despite the increased air resistance she should have "Call me Ilheia!! What about you?"
"I'm Melos, but if you wanna be friends, you can call me Mel!" He slows down to basically a stationary hover. "I just arrived here."
"Hiya, Mel!! Im pretty new here, too! Its only been a few days so far. Are you a god or a human?"
"Oh, I'm a demigod. I'm assuming you're a god/goddess?"
"Im technically a demigoddess, I guess, but Ive never really cared for classifications and titles, so I just call all of us gods, no matter the level!"
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Okropnosc is wandering around the oasis, reading poetry.
Lark (in his child form again) pops up behind Okropnosc and follows him for a while, listening.
They seem to be varied beyond imagination, clearly not written by any one person, but there is a common thread between them: romance.
*Baalzeboop! Hey :)*
"Poetry! It's like singing, but without the music. Still cool though." Melos hovers nearby.
*It feels like someone put a rock in my stomach. Happy to see you, though.*
"That... is an apt description. Many songs originated from poetry, or vice-versa, and are very similar in communication. Personally, I prefer poetry, though, as I don't have the knowledge to completely appreciate music. I definitely enjoy both, though."
"Yeah. Poetry is cool. Not energetic enough for me though."
"That is completely understandable. Music can convey things that poetry cannot, and can also be beautiful in ways that poems cannot. But the same can be said in reverse. It is a matter of preference, not one art being superior to the other. I can understand poetry not being energetic enough for you, though. You are the demigod of music and fire, after all."
"Yup, a preference. That's perfect."
"Now then, I have many followers who chafe under my domain, and would like to spend time serving another deity. They are passionate sorts, and as it so happens they may take a liking to you. Would you like to meet them?"
Okropnosc is trying his many hands at writing some poetry of his own.
Zidan is holding a masquerade ball to celebrate his own arrival. He has sent messengers to the domains of the other gods and the oasis village to invite everyone they can. Costumes will be provided if necessary.
Zidan is holding a masquerade ball to celebrate his own arrival. He has sent messengers to the domains of the other gods and the oasis village to invite everyone they can. Costumes will be provided if necessary.
Zeem appears, looking around at the party with a form of disgust on their face. They walk over to Zidan and say: “So, you’re holding this party for yourself?”
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remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Zidan is holding a masquerade ball to celebrate his own arrival. He has sent messengers to the domains of the other gods and the oasis village to invite everyone they can. Costumes will be provided if necessary.
Zeem appears, looking around at the party with a form of disgust on their face. They walk over to Zidan and say: “So, you’re holding this party for yourself?”
"Of course not." The corpse god rasps. "I'm holding it for my workers. They wanted an excuse to celebrate, and raising me from the dead seemed like a good enough occasion. Tomorrow we hold another party to celebrate Kila's ascension to mid-level godhood. Then we will celebrate something else. Then something else again. The hard part is finding things to celebrate about, and finding when is a good place to slot in a feast in the work schedules of my followers."
Zidan is holding a masquerade ball to celebrate his own arrival. He has sent messengers to the domains of the other gods and the oasis village to invite everyone they can. Costumes will be provided if necessary.
Zeem appears, looking around at the party with a form of disgust on their face. They walk over to Zidan and say: “So, you’re holding this party for yourself?”
"Of course not." The corpse god rasps. "I'm holding it for my workers. They wanted an excuse to celebrate, and raising me from the dead seemed like a good enough occasion. Tomorrow we hold another party to celebrate Kila's ascension to mid-level godhood. Then we will celebrate something else. Then something else again. The hard part is finding things to celebrate about, and finding when is a good place to slot in a feast in the work schedules of my followers."
They seem doubtful, but some of the disgust on their face vanishes. “Will they not get tired?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
Zidan is holding a masquerade ball to celebrate his own arrival. He has sent messengers to the domains of the other gods and the oasis village to invite everyone they can. Costumes will be provided if necessary.
Zeem appears, looking around at the party with a form of disgust on their face. They walk over to Zidan and say: “So, you’re holding this party for yourself?”
"Of course not." The corpse god rasps. "I'm holding it for my workers. They wanted an excuse to celebrate, and raising me from the dead seemed like a good enough occasion. Tomorrow we hold another party to celebrate Kila's ascension to mid-level godhood. Then we will celebrate something else. Then something else again. The hard part is finding things to celebrate about, and finding when is a good place to slot in a feast in the work schedules of my followers."
They seem doubtful, but some of the disgust on their face vanishes. “Will they not get tired?”
"My blessing to my people is immense endurance and the ability to enjoy simple pleasures. If they still manage to get tired, we can always postpone a celebration and hold a bigger one next time. After all, meat rots eventually, even if kept cold, and we produce a lot of it."
"My blessing to my people is immense endurance and the ability to enjoy simple pleasures. If they still manage to get tired, we can always postpone a celebration and hold a bigger one next time. After all, meat rots eventually, even if kept cold, and we produce a lot of it."
“What if they wish not to?”
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I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
"That is completely understandable. Music can convey things that poetry cannot, and can also be beautiful in ways that poems cannot. But the same can be said in reverse. It is a matter of preference, not one art being superior to the other. I can understand poetry not being energetic enough for you, though. You are the demigod of music and fire, after all."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*sorry Baalz, I'm here now! I may be off and on tho, at a family party*
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*That's cool. I was kinda wondering if you had forgotten, but now that I have an explanation I'm happy.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Mk good, sorry :)*
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"Yup, a preference. That's perfect."
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"Im technically a demigoddess, I guess, but Ive never really cared for classifications and titles, so I just call all of us gods, no matter the level!"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Now then, I have many followers who chafe under my domain, and would like to spend time serving another deity. They are passionate sorts, and as it so happens they may take a liking to you. Would you like to meet them?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Anyone on?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*do I count?*
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
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*Probably. I specifically did not ask for people this time.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*well “anyone” means “any person” or “any people” and “person” and “people” mean human lol*
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
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*You're being pedantic. Me angy now.
Anyway, wanna RP?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*being annoying is my superpower!
sure! what characters ya got?*
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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Okropnosc is trying his many hands at writing some poetry of his own.
Zidan is holding a masquerade ball to celebrate his own arrival. He has sent messengers to the domains of the other gods and the oasis village to invite everyone they can. Costumes will be provided if necessary.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Zeem appears, looking around at the party with a form of disgust on their face. They walk over to Zidan and say: “So, you’re holding this party for yourself?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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*sorry brb*
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
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"Of course not." The corpse god rasps. "I'm holding it for my workers. They wanted an excuse to celebrate, and raising me from the dead seemed like a good enough occasion. Tomorrow we hold another party to celebrate Kila's ascension to mid-level godhood. Then we will celebrate something else. Then something else again. The hard part is finding things to celebrate about, and finding when is a good place to slot in a feast in the work schedules of my followers."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
They seem doubtful, but some of the disgust on their face vanishes. “Will they not get tired?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here
"My blessing to my people is immense endurance and the ability to enjoy simple pleasures. If they still manage to get tired, we can always postpone a celebration and hold a bigger one next time. After all, meat rots eventually, even if kept cold, and we produce a lot of it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“What if they wish not to?”
I'm Hecate! I've got a lotta titles, and there's no way this sig space would hold them all lol
remember that my PMs are always open to anyone who needs someone to talk to, vent to, or just shout at, and i'll always respond relatively quickly
The Younger Twin (by ten minutes)
Extended signature: Here