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[Sinrus]

Teserath's new appearance unnerves Lux, but he stands his ground, wondering how the other immortals will react, and how it will effect this confrontation.

Responding now to the Parasite's spoken words, he says cooly "I am sure that One will also disagree with your logic that perfection is flawed. Of course, I can agree with some of what you said. That the creation of this island caused death certainly makes it imperfect, unless perfection is found in the destruction of helpless lives, in the mighty new guise of Teserath, in the darkness of his scythe, and in the shadows of his cloak. Of course, that also makes One himself imperfect for the creation of death. Can you deny this, O? You think that perfection lies in symmetry, and perhaps you are right. But you yourself are not perfectly symmetrical; the nanobots that I sense in you do not react to stimulus in identical ways.

"I leave you now to think on that. My people, the Ailorans, are coming to investigate this new island, whose rise has slaughtered their brethren. I know not what they will do when they discover that it is empty of life, but if you value your existence you will not harm them." Turning to Zorea now, he says "I am leaving, Zorea. Unless you have something you wish to discuss with O, I suggest that you go as well."

[Ehbobo]

A rush of power shot across the world, colliding with Ka'Arthan like a physical force, filling him with dread and the feel of death. It came from that gathering of immortals. Whatever was happening there, he could not afford to miss it; he adopted the guise of the snake-wrapped man and took off into the air. His destination was in Lux Lucis's domain. Could it be him who had summoned this power? No... Lux didn't seem the type.

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Back on Khal'Taria, the Slandrites finished evolving out of reptiles. Unlike the previous species of the continent, their god was not there to greet them.

[Azure Sepulchre]

Even as it silently observed the varied self-indulgent posturing of the Imperfect Ones that surrounded it, O found its sense of curiosity to have abated. Instead, it had been replaced by a feeling of intense annoyance, bordering on outright anger, the many billions of nano-bots within its outer casing . These impudent visitors had suddenly appeared before it, insulted it, ignored it or even outright dismissed it. Only the peculiar bag of flesh had come before it for any appreciable reason, but even that had degenerated into nothing more than pointless rambling. O had become weary of this trite, and had decided enough was enough.

So, despite his abrasive attitude towards it and prompt declaration of his imminent departure, O nonetheless dedicated some of its time to the one known as 'Lux', trying to imprint a simple message onto its strange, wet brain using what mere words were at its disposal: "Life and death are concepts limited only to the doomed cycle of biological imperfections. To that which is perfect, it is defunct, and as such has no meaning, much like the highly impressive but ultimately worthless posturing of the Imperfect One known as 'Teserath'.

"Your imperfect creations were, ergo, doomed to death from the beginning – if not as a result of my perfect creation, then from some other affliction; such as time or natural occurrence. The creation of perfection is an occurrence beyond concern for the imperfect. Therefore it is not Ones, but your own fault for not taking into account this inevitable eventuality. As a result – having failed to fully observe your own imperfect creation – you are attempting to shift the blame onto One, in order to assuage your guilt-ridden mind. One can understand this as the blind, hasty decision of an imperfect being, but the fact that a being so powerful is guided by such volatile emotions is quite pathetic.

"As for the machines that exist within One, it is not Ones place – much less yours – to question their behaviour. As components of One, they each have been given an individual will that influences One as much as One is influenced by they, for they would be nothing but mindless drones without, and therefore individually imperfect. Can you say the same of every component within your own shell? Do each of them think of their own accord, or are they all under your eternal thrall? What are you, then, if nothing but an imperfect construction made functional by imperfect slaves? Indeed, if you are nothing more than slave-master to your own body, how can you be any more than that with your own subjects?"

Now finally finished with the whimsical god and well beyond caring if it had already left or not, O gave its attention to the first to appear before it, the self-proclaimed 'Parasite'.

"You and others have created a living world from nothing, and One has been given to believe One has the same powers; so what else are One and you to be considered but gods? If, as you say, the Omniscient One gave One and you these powers, and the very basis of our universe heavily implicates the Omniscient One as the root cause for all, then it is truly a god above all others. However, it may also be considered Ones and your father, therefore implying we are the progeny of such a being – if even in a metaphorical sense, although One believes it to be more literal than you might suspect – and therefore also gods. Your scope of godhood is much too limited, One fears, although your sense of perfection can be appreciated. However, One notes a fault in your logic.

"One was chosen by the Omniscient One because it admired One's perfect form, created in an image if its own perfect form. As a result, to claim perfection can be at fault is also to proclaim the Omniscient One is at fault; if one is to examine these words, then who has truly committed the greater blasphemy – One or yourself?

"Now, on the subject of the termination of the Imperfect One 'Lux's' creations – as I have already relayed to him, it is his immaturity and short-sightedness that were at true fault. His creations lived and bred close to the ocean, which – naturally – put them at the mercy of the elements. Whether Ones perfect island came into existence or no, they were to be always at risk and would eventually fall to some other calamity. As One has learned now to expect of a being as erratic and barbaric as 'Lux', he could not come to grips with the idea that his limitless power was so clearly limited by his impotent mind, and instead chose to vent his frustration and compunction on what forced him to come to grips with his own imperfection. Sad, really, but to be expected.

"Regardless, One and you have discussed what One and you must, and One have yet to weigh the merits and faults with joining this 'pantheon' of yours. As such, unless there is anything else you wish to bring to One's attention, One must request that you take your leave. One thanks you for visiting."

Finally, O gave it's now fully diminished patience to the flamboyant wielder of the scythe, dismissing it with one remark as easily as it had dismissed O.

"Very impressive for an Imperfect One. Now, if you are quite finishedwith your display, please leave."

Choosing to equally ignore those that had chosen not even to deign themselves to converse with it, O immediately drifted back down towards its island, an action that all of the Imperfect Ones (excluding the 'Parasite') could consider an effective dismissal.

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...apologies for the walls of text. I'll be good from here on in. >.>

[Daemonwelsh]

The Parasite begins floating back to his land, knowing that with the world changing as it was, he must do the same. As a parting farewell to the One, he spoke.

When you have come to a decision, or should you want discussion over any point at all, do not hesitate to make an appearance over the land which is but a shadow of its future self. There I will be. This does go for all immortals. And now, farewell.

The Parasite returns to his home, noting a new race, similar to the viashino of his old plane, before settling down in the depths of the world.

In the depths of the world, inside an icy lake, the Parasite settled into a slumber. With the divine power under his command, he drew upon himself to evolve as many others had. returning to his previous form, the Parasite grew, and so his flesh flashed blue, then red, then back to a pale white before returning to the orb of which he now saw as beautiful. A piece of art.

DL: 3
Power: 6
Potence: 2
Presence:3
Perception:1

motes left: 8

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Is it possible to create an artifact, that each week allows for one stat point to be moved?

Also: Currently updated are:
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... -t3.htm#24
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ns-t10.htm
and partially updated is:
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... es-t11.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t2.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t4.htm


If people could start making accounts there and posting in there, that would do wonders for organization. ill add some other stuff to the rules and regs thread, and as common courtesy, please, whenever you post an action, post it under your characters actions as well. And if possible, make accounts under the names of your characters, not your erfworld accounts.

[Azgrut]

Zorea takes off. Not having said a single word against this new being. She flies with Lux to whatever he was going.

"There are too many immortals on this world. It won't take long before the first holy wars start. This One with his perfectionism... Then the elder immortal far away... teserath... they all have a reason to attack others. And when they do, the end days will come. Unless enough of us bind together in peace, we will all fall."

She pauses for a moment.

"We might be able to avert this, but to do that, we must make sure our own creations will not attack ourselves. No heroes must stand up against their own gods... That is why we need Teserath in our pantheon... But we might need more..."

[Crovius]

Teserath does not leave. Infact he approaches the One, his face impassive, though the edge of his mouth is raised just barely. He holds his scythe casually with one hand. He looks at the One and simply stares for a while, then shakes his head.

"I see now... you are insane. That certainly would explain your behavior. At least, that is the only logical conclusion because by my perceptions you are FAR from perfect. Likely even farther than any of us. And you fail to perceive your own imperfections. I could show them to you if you wished me to. I could show you why you aren't perfect. At the very least it could be quite the learning experiance. You know nothing of any of the other immortals, that right there is imperfect knowledge, as a perfect being would be omniscent. But I suppose one single thing won't be proof enough for you. Shall I go on down the list?"

His tiny smirk was gone, he was completely serious, emotionless, his voice was cold only because he wished others to perceive it as such. He had cut off the emotions he felt before and now spoke only with clear logic. He waited for O to respond, he would not grow impatient with O.

[Ehbobo]

Another god...? Hmph. Everybody seems to be flooding out to meet him. I'll take this chance to get some work done, I suppose. Now how about these creatures I've been thinking of? Maybe I'll give them a try, see if they or the Khalterians turn out to be superior.

Race: Slandrite
Physical Appearance: A Slandrite is a strange sort of lizard-human hybrid, with the lower body of a Komodo Dragon and the upper body of a human. The while thing, including the human torso, is covered with gray-brown scales. It has a tall and thin head with a mouth that opens horizontally rather than vertically and is filled with needle-sharp teeth, with four beady eyes on either side. They are cold-blooded and their bite delivers poison that almost instantly paralyzes any prey, and kills most.
Life Span: Slandrites hatch from eggs after 3 months, reach maturity at age 6, become elderly at 28, at die at roughly 35.
Personality: They value strength in battle above all else, including morality, intelligence, and piety. Conquest and battle take precedence over anything else.
Structure: Slandrite society is strictly partiarchal, since their females lack many of the things that they consider important, including the ability to produce poison. Each individual tribe is controlled by a warrior-king, the position of which is passed down through the male line, but these dynasties are often overthrown by a more powerful warrior. Their only duties are to command the tribe in battle, and not to maintain social order. This leads to much internal fighting (rarely fatal, as Slandrites are immune to their own poison) over women, money, and everything else imaginable.
Attributes:
Con: 14
Dex: 9
Wis: 8
Cha: 8
Str: 15
Int: 6
Abilities: Slandrites only have two special abilities worthy of note. The first is their venom. The second is that their footsteps don't vibrate the desert sand, making it impossible for sandworms to locate them.

Hey Crovius, could you evaluate this second race I created?

[Crovius]

Race: Slandrite
Physical Appearance: A Slandrite is a strange sort of lizard-human hybrid, with the lower body of a Komodo Dragon and the upper body of a human. The while thing, including the human torso, is covered with gray-brown scales. It has a tall and thin head with a mouth that opens horizontally rather than vertically and is filled with needle-sharp teeth, with four beady eyes on either side. They are cold-blooded and their bite delivers poison that almost instantly paralyzes any prey, and kills most.
Life Span: Slandrites hatch from eggs after 3 months, reach maturity at age 6, become elderly at 28, at die at roughly 35.
Personality: They value strength in battle above all else, including morality, intelligence, and piety. Conquest and battle take precedence over anything else.
Structure: Slandrite society is strictly partiarchal, since their females lack many of the things that they consider important, including the ability to produce poison. Each individual tribe is controlled by a warrior-king, the position of which is passed down through the male line, but these dynasties are often overthrown by a more powerful warrior. Their only duties are to command the tribe in battle, and not to maintain social order. This leads to much internal fighting (rarely fatal, as Slandrites are immune to their own poison) over women, money, and everything else imaginable.
Attributes:
Con: 14
Dex: 9
Wis: 8
Cha: 8
Str: 15
Int: 6
Abilities: Slandrites only have two special abilities worthy of note. The first is their venom. The second is that their footsteps don't vibrate the desert sand, making it impossible for sandworms to locate them.

So, they're tauric I'm assuiming (4 legged body, upper-humanoid torso), which is gonna cost the 2 points, short life cycle will give them a -1 to cost, that poison is going to have to be weakened a bit, i imagine it should be most effective on creatures of similar size, and the enemy would have a chance to resist the poison, as it is I'd say that poison that strong that can be used whenever they bite would be worth 3 points, natural weapons (bite, and I assume claws) 1 point, and their attributes, +7 Str, +6 Con, +1 Dex -2 Int will cost 2 points. Moving across sand without makning vibrations will be 1. With the base cost fo 3 points that comes to: 3+2-1+3+1+2+1=11 points total

[Daemonwelsh]

Is it possible to create an artifact, that each week allows for one stat point to be moved?

If people could start making accounts there and posting in there, that would do wonders for organization. ill add some other stuff to the rules and regs thread, and as common courtesy, please, whenever you post an action, post it under your characters actions as well. And if possible, make accounts under the names of your characters, not your erfworld accounts.

[Crovius]

Daemon, did you alter something? I could access your site fine last week but now I can't because of the .htm files.

[Daemonwelsh]

no, i didnt alter anything... i dont know why though... its should all be under the lords of creation tab

[Daemonwelsh]

Also: Currently updated are:
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... -t3.htm#24
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ns-t10.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t2.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t4.htm
and partially updated is:
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... es-t11.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ns-t16.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... se-t14.htm <---read info in first message.
Not started:
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t5.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t7.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t8.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t9.htm
http://flood.simplygaming.org/lords-of- ... ons-t6.htm



After I am finished with updating everything, then we can move over to that forum.

Like I said before, could people start making profiles of their characters, and then role play there instead of here

[Azgrut]

But why? It is not like I have not enough forums to check already...

[Daemonwelsh]

Azgrut... Is your notifier set to send you a message when something is added to a forum? or do you check every so often?

It will also make it easier for us to keep everything organized.

I wish they would invent an RSS feed for forums.. that would be easier than doing this but w/ever.

[Crovius]

I can't open any of the forums now, no idea why. Use your website to log things, but the main posts are going to stay here.

[Crovius]

Ok guys, it's friday. And the end of the 4th week! Which means 2 things. First, anyone that still has motes left can spend it until Midnight pacific time (that's 16 hours from now). ver the weekend everyone will go up 1 DR, so we'll have our second DR 5 character (Zorea), Teserath will reach DR 6, and most of you should reach 3 or 4. The only person that will be DR 2 is O.

Also, if anyone that has not already made an artifact for their character's current levels, please do so.

Azgurat, pm me about what you want to do for your major artifact. These things give nice big bonuses.

And don't forget everyone, seeking council witht he overbeing for favor is totally awesome and should be tried. Don't ask for more than you think you deserve, but you could recieve some impressive stuff if you can gain the Overbeing's favour. And he gets lonely now and then so having a chat with him could be interesting.

[Azgrut]

Darn. I mis one mote to reach DR 5 now already...

[Crovius]

[Azure Sepulchre]

You could always beg to 'Ze Overlord' for another mote, or - better yet - ask him to increase your power just so you can catch up with the others. Hell, he's strange enough to toss out dozens every week to everyone like they were copper change. What's one more gonna hurt?

[Crovius]

Well she's leveling up anyway after tonight, and only Teserath is more powerful than she is. And she has nothing to fear from him since they've already made deals.

So are you gonna reply to his questions 'O'? Or are you having more fun critisizing the game because of it's loose mechanics?