Fantasy Creation (God RP)

[pridedzoey]

Adimie gasped as the new dragon's crash landing. She felt a sudden rush of emotions, a most of it anger and annoyance at the fact the bumbling of a dragon who doesn't even know how to control his form and stop flying affected what others.. Including herself had created. With a sudden, uncontrolled movement of her hand she chopped down at the surface of the planet, creating a large canyon where she struck.


"You dolt!... watch were you're going!" She shouted at the new dragon before looking down at the canyon with her hand still inside it.


She quickly shot her hand out and held it against her chest, the outburst over...only a few...barely audible words escape her.


"Oh...oh no"

 

[StoneWolf18]

Embarrassment flooded her as she untangled herself. Finally able to stand, she looked at the once largest dragon now dwarfed by the apparently jealous red one. Yet looking around at the oddly still landscape, Kunvu noticed that they lacked time. "Here. Let me...redeem myself..." And with she began fabricating the concept of time. As it wound itself around the universe, she decided to mirror their previous life with 60 seconds in a minute, 60 minutes in an hour, 24 hours in a day and so on.


Soon rivers began to flow, volcano's heat and erupt, trees sway in a faint breeze. The Dream Weaver was quite pleased until she noticed that there was only a sun without a moon. Frowning, she paused the her newly created ‘day’ and looked to a small nearby star. With a flap of her large wings, she arrived next to the small ball of gas. Taking a breath, Kunvu blew the small flame out like a candle before wrapping her large paws around it. Then, she began to form the pebble. Within her grasp it grew and modeled with mountains and craters. And when it was of ideal size, the dragon flew over and placed it within their planet's center of gravity and it began to orbit with a red sheen as it reflected the sun’s rays. Finally somewhat satisfied, she let time resume as it had been moments ago.

 

[Ancalagoner]

To be or not to be...that was a question that Richard had never expected to have to answer. And yet, here he was, suddenly a hooded figure holding a scythe and feeling infinitely...more than he had not a few moments ago. He had knowledge he would never have believed could be his, he had powers he had never imagined wielding, and now...now he had to decide what to do with both. It was a grave responsibility, and not one he should treat flippantly.


The fact that he wasn't the only one to go through this helped him somewhat. He was able to quietly observe the others, keeping out of the way and seeing what they did and said, deciding for himself what about them he admired and what he didn't. Their efforts helped him decide what kind of god he wanted to be, as well as what kind he didn't. He felt like he owed them for that, but he decided not to bring that up just yet.


He watched Violens sharks hunt his lizards for a time before noticing something peculiar: though the lizards were often caught and consumed, they seemed to continue struggling, continue trying to escape from a predator that had long since taken everything from them. He wandered over to one of these poor creatures, poking it with the tip of his scythe out of...he'd call it instinct, but he wasn't quite sure that was correct. It was more like...like he knew, somehow, that this was something he had to do. The suffering reptile twitched one more time, and then stilled. Richard-well, Mortus now-had, in that single act, created Death and Endings, and irrevocably tied his being to them. He felt the newly created time stretch and twist around him as he appeared before the other lizards and relieved them of their pain one by one.


He gazed at Time for a moment, examining it closely. Hm...it was truly a wondrous concept, but he felt something wasn't quite right with it...or rather, it wasn't quite complete just yet...he approached the dragon that Time seemed most tied to, giving her a polite cough in an attempt to catch her attention. "Excuse me, miss? You are the one who created Time just now, correct? It is a pleasure to meet you; I am...well, I suppose I am Mortus now. Your work is quite stunning to behold, but I had a small idea, and was wondering if you would allow me the privilege of creating a small alteration to your work?"


@StoneWolf18

 

[rennuelaw]

Almtorran's eyes fluttered open as he woke up in the void. " Where am I. " he asked himself as he looked around rapidly in confusetion before he caught sight of something white behind him. " What " He muttered as a reached behind him and grabbed the feather appendage roughly causing him to yelped in pain. " How do I have wings " He asked himself

 

[MustyCrusty]

Opening his eyes he gasps at the Abysmal void in which he was thrust. He felt... More. Nothing special he just felt as if he was more than he was before. Glancing at himself he screamed (Which sounded more like a feral roar) at his alien appearance. An amorphous blob of fire. It felt right. Noticing for the first time a growing planet he began to observe what appeared to be people like him. Though the planet was... missing something. Landing he quickly make a crevice and seeped into it like water through a crack and melted his way to the planet's core. He began increasing the temperature and melting out some caverns and tunnel systems. Proud he stopped to gaze at his work.