God-RP

[Fussiler1]

''Wait..'' he mumbled, looking around.
''Where is Methusaleh?''

 

[The World Is Flat]

"oh dear sister, think of the future. Think of the POWER we will wield." She miled. "sister, i cannot let you make the wrong decision and ay the price. join me, join me please. we are sisters, we must stick together." H was ver serious when she said this.

Methuselah though about his choice. All that matters to me is that time flows naturally... i need not concern myself wth these struggles. i will ignore them and attempt to go with them the best i can...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

Sharûk looked around. "He is... oh no!"

---

The Succubi started placing candles at designated places on Methuselah's body, and a bright flame lit them, one by one.

 

[dead-man-walking]

OOC: 'Probly goin' to sleep now. Gyro, you can RP him if needed.
IC: "..." Gilzarra just get his mind filled with two question: Where is Methuselah and Why do the other gods need such a long time to realize that their colleague has gone somewhere.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Alright, gnight.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: just keep postin gyro, i cant do aything now.

 

[Arowanna]

IC
Ophelia was whispering to her sister.
“What powers, sister? The Primeval will forget about us once he has what he came for…”
“Though there is one thing we could wish for… God-state… But no, why would he care two mere demons?!”
Ophelia began to burst in arcane dust once again.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

A pentagram was drawn on Methuselah's chest, and the Primeval positioned his spear, tip down, right above his heart. "Do you, Methuselah, forsake the Upper God and all his creation? Do you wish to be a part of the new order? Do you accept my blessing and let my will be yours?"

 

[The World Is Flat]

Yerstra looked down for a moment at where her sister had been. she felt a pang so strong in drowned out even her desire for power. She followed her sister...

"yes..." methuselah mumbled.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"Then! I chain your soul within the flames of chaos, let it be known that Methuselah, Demon Lord of Fate is born and the God of Time is no more!" The Primeval thrust his spear through Methuselah's body, then watched as it changed.

 

[dead-man-walking]

OOC: Time to Nightmare? NONSENSE. Chaos makes much more sense. Nightmare should be the dark form of dreams.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Time to nightmare was the best I could come up with, and The Primeval is like the Demon Lord of Chaos right now.

EDIT: The flows of time alter the dreams, the corruption of time creates nightmares! Voila!

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
Oh Flat, my intention wasn't to leave Prime.
I've forgot to mention this, but:
When I "Burst in Dust", I'm either happy or angry, depending on the color.
Happy = Pink
Angry = Dark Purple

Ehm... Sorry, I guess

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Mreh.
As i allready said in the Legacy of Legend's thread, it seems i'm not allowed to sleep due to a test i'm gonna take later.
So i'm back again. -.-

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Poor you... Now I feel sad

 

[Dragonson]

Ooc:

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: ok ok let me fix. how about demon lord of fate? or he could be the demonlord of time...

Yerstra said to her sister: "sister, the primeval would never do such things. he CANNOT do them to me..."

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Fate be it... You have to decide the changes as they are made to your body.

 

[The World Is Flat]

I'll re post him in the construction thread. as a demon...

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Yeah, but a description of the transformation would be great!

 

[Arowanna]

IC
"If you where sure, I would join you right now, but you seem... Skeptic, sister..."
"Just because you're manipulative doesn't mean that you've earned his trust, but if you’re able to show me that you have, I'll join you, you have my word."
Ophelia stepped back; glowing in pink arcane dust, waiting for her sister to act.

OOC
Dragon, for real? A RP ain't more important than a test... School is real life..

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: It is a medical test...

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
Same shit, diffrent thing.
Real life is still more important in my opinion.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Well, he is not allowed to rest, so he is rp-ing instead!

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: medical tests... he is sick... but don't go on about it. posted. i added a description.


also note that the area round him is always dark.


IC:

Yerstra:

"Sister... i am certain." She was very serious. "we wil be rewarded when the primeval rules thsi world. You must join!"

OOC: YERSTRA SHOULD BE CONVERTED BY OPHELIA!

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Remember that you have pretty much lost all your followers!

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: members of hs church have stayed with him. and btw i made some serious post updates.

 

[ShadowDemonLord]

OOC: Has anyone found his heart yet? I was thinking it woudl be interesting if my guy had it.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: When the ritual concluded, your presence changed, and all conections to your church and followers have been broken. You will not recieve any prayers from your followers, and they do not know why they cannot make contact with you. You have to build up followers the hard way, or you can try to make connections to your church, but that will take time.

No one have found the heart yet, and you will definately not have it... What reasons are there for that anyway?

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: ok ok i got that in the construction thread.

 

[ShadowDemonLord]

OOC: Just to get some rping going with my character.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
Arowenna, the test isn't now.
It's tomorrow.
I have to stay awake and not relax until then. :S

Also: One thing.
Has all the gods lost their followers? or is it just Methuselah?

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: You'll have to adapt to the situation and try to fit into the developing storyline, that's all I can say to you.

Only Methuselah have lost his followers.

EDIT: Anyway, too much ooc

IC:
Sharûk stood up and said out loud. "Well, what are we waiting for! We need to recover the heart before the Primeval does! Are you with me?"

 

[Arowanna]

IC
“As I thought Yerstra… Remember, I’m your sister, I can see when you’re lying…”
Ophelia’s glow faded.
“Don’t stay here sister, don’t lie to yourself…”
With those words Ophelia exploded in arcane dust, teleporting to the temple of Methos, she had to join up with the gods; this was a battle she wouldn’t miss.

OOC
Miss-understanding FTW
Sorry

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: where did everyone go?

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: Probably somewhere else.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: baaack!

Methuselah stood. Looking around at the other demons.


Yerstra felt a pull so agnizing when her sister vanished that she had to follow... it overpowered even her lust for power... she followed her in a flash.

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
Off to bed, cya!

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: cya!

 

[Fussiler1]

''Well.. err, sure.. but where is the Forgotten Sanctuary?'' he asked.

 

[SoLmaster]

Methos was still at the gate. His very being felt a power as he moved into a realm. "Sharûk, My power ............... I can not ........... Help me." Methos was in great pain as his very soul was spilting into three. One that was a god, one that was a demon and one that is greater. His body had red runes on it as if someone or something was casting magic. He was passed out on the floor, his body in great amount of pain.

OOC: Oh, this is part of the sealing war thing, He left the primeval and was cursed to the soul. The curse will eventually destroy two parts of his soul. The remaining part will have full powers and memories.

 

[The World Is Flat]

Methuselah stood. "I Serve the will of the primeval! Let Terror Regin! Hahahaha!" his voice echosing wih magical power and reverberatig across the room.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

Sharûk looked like if someone had just hit him in the face with a boulder. "The Forgotten Sanctuary... DAMNIT!" He sat down and covered his face again.

OOC: Primeval Nao! (Seems like you have a pretty good plot coming around SoL... You've gotten better at rp-ing to)

IC:
"Now, my servant! Your first task is simple! Locate the Forgotten Sanctuary! If you fail, you will make a nice addition to my collection." As the Primeval spoke the last few words, he lifted up his spear, and the voices of the wailing souls could be heard.

OOC: Been out watching Clash of the Titans today! Awesome

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: havent seen it. good?

IC:
Methuselah bowed and vanished in a flash of fire and lack lightning.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

OOC: Not really much of a story, but it does have some really awesome characters, monsters and soundtracks.

Well, anyway, gtg to sleep.

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: btw what is this place?

 

[Arowanna]

OOC
Man, it's dead today
And Flat, sorry for "killing time" with the demonesses, I don't know what to do, to be honest :S

I'm off to be now, cya tomorrow!

 

[The World Is Flat]

OOC: ok

 

[Fussiler1]

OOC: Clash of the Titans.. Clash of the Gods anyone?

''We must look outside the boundaries of this world, I think..'' he mumbled.

 

[Gyrosphinx]

"Well, we have to begin looking then! We cannot delay!" Sharûk jumped up and his mood looked much more determined. "Now, what are we waiting for?" He said loudly.