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Xorju Action Xorju once again put the other deities out of mind as she slithered into her ever-shifting realm, looking for another half-formed place that struck her muse. She found it in the form of a landscape arguably even more inhospitable than the last. Rather than the near-void and dry...

Jantet jumps at the Zerulium's loud voice, before hunching her shoulders and glowering at him. She walks over to near CK to wait, though stands a considerable distance away and side-eyes the spicy heroes. She mutters under her breath, "Bunch of damn weirdos..."

Xorju Action I Xorju neglects to greet the other deities in the hall, instead immediately departing through another rift into the Twixt. She slithers between the ever-shifting possibilities of this place, seeking some slice of chaos that strikes her muse. Passing by a prismatic splash of color...

Username: @Stikes Main Name: Xorju Other Names: The Lurker, She Who Slips Between Spaces, Queen of the Twixt Gender: Female Appearance: Sphere: Limbo Aspects: Space, Obscurance, Uncertainty, Opening, Occlusion Role: The Beast Associated Religion: Xorju has no overt following, with...

Kura snarls and darts forward, arms out to rip away Joe's shield and then his head.

Kurantse begins to spray torrents of coins from his sleeves, then sets them to swirling around himself as both a shield and shredding barrier.

As Joe comes in, Kurantse darts back, then fires a single coin forward at the other god's chest with a particularly powerful and focused burst of force.

Kura actually lets himself get kicked into the holographic Ocaeril, though he uses his magic to mitigate the impact. He twists in the air to get Joe underneath him for their landing, golden coins flowing out of his sleeves to telekinetically restrain the Farmer's fists.

"You're just a sore loser." As the farmer god came in, Kura opened a portal to his planet - half shield, half trap. Hopefully, Joe would fall in.

"You're really -" he swings up to bat away the hammer-hands with a burst of force "- blowin' this out of proportion!"

Kurantse attempts to dodge around the projectiles, then manifests a portal to his planet behind Joe. He darts forward, hoping to shove him in.

The cash god holds one hand high to intercept the scythe, and hopefully shatter it with his magic, then shoves his palm into Joe's chest with another burst of force.

"That's not what you were supposed to take away from that!" Kurantse tries to deflect the projectile with a bit of the ol' tactile telekinesis, then retaliates with a stream of high-velocity coinage.

Kurantse shrugs. "The empire got weak. I'm just capitalizing on that, expanding my influence. Can ya really blame me?"

The merchant god curses under his breath, then commands the Zhailvingi to start shipping in supplies from neighboring nations. Knowing Joe, Zhailving wouldn't be growing anything for the next couple generations. He'd really hoped Joe wouldn't notice this. He flies out to meet Joe over the...

Kurantse Action I Kurantse sat in the study of the Lord of Zhailving, deep in conference. "The Empire have long been our allies, my lord," the ruler said. "Why should we turn on them now?" The merchant god tapped his metallic fingers together, a shrewd look in his eyes. "That's true - but...

"Ah, you see-" As the table was cleft in twain, the Mercenary shifted. Not a flinch or hasty jump, more a simple straightening of the back and tensing of the shoulders. ". . .You see," he says, tone measured, "Someone with the title of 'Gambler' isn't one you'd expect to find in a combat...

The spacer heartily shook Red's... stick? Man, still weird. Anyways, he takes on a retrospective posture at the man's question. "Military? Eh, kind of." He gestures to his suit. "See, I picked this up back when I was part of the Marines' Exploratory Corp. Honestly, I never did much, was...

At Red's greeting, Commando perks up. "Thanks! I mean, it's pretty much standard issue-" he cuts off. Is this a 3d-stickman? Just when you thought you'd seen everything... Regardless, he finds himself agreeing with the red guy. He doesn't really want to eat here - between the shouting...