Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Yeah, fight's over IC.
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Space Buddha
The Enlightened One
PVP is over, although you could have posted at any point during it.
Kingly K Duel
Guy with many thoughts and Ideas
Okay. So now it's time to go ahead and post more actions on my end!
Edit: sorry about the long wait. IRL matters per usual and searching for a good card tbh.
Edit: sorry about the long wait. IRL matters per usual and searching for a good card tbh.
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Space Buddha - Original (GMPC by popular demand)
Space Buddha
The Enlightened One
Keep in mind that you people asked for this.
Username: Space Buddha
Main Name: Original
Other Names: The Character, Exee, The King of Copycats, The Duke of Duplicates, The Original Divinity, That stupid blue incel rat who sings, The Despot of Doppelgangers, X, The Heretical Teachings, The Unorthodox Pantheon
Gender: Male
Appearance: This, but with a much friendlier smile, and wearing a tuxedo and top hat, as well as carrying a cane tipped with a microphone. His gloves are not ripped, and his sneakers are replaced with dress shoes. He also tends to wipe the discharge from his eyes off with a hankerchief, but not always. He also does not have black pupils like the picture below does, just two red dots.
Sphere: Imitation
Aspects: Duplication, Mimicry, Theft of Ideas, Flattery, Rip-offs
Role: The Reveler
Associated Religion: Original has no true religion of his own like some other gods. Although that is not to say he is without followers, as many faiths will see others worshipping the same god, and conclude they are worshipping them... wrong... Followers of Ocaeril see the followers of Gaia, or mother nature, as doing this, but in fact they worship Original, as it is his way to birth mockeries of his fellow gods' religions, such as the Cult of Heckson, The Fertility Cults of Marduk, or any other number of false religions so closely resembling those of true gods. Why Original does this is anyone's guess, but given his role and demeanor, the likely answer is 'fun'. The only races who worship him exclusively are the Doppelgangers, The Mimics, along with the ancient Hedgehog race.
Dogma: Original's dogma varies depending on which parody-religions his meddling has spawned or does spawn. Given that these religions come and go so frequently, their dogma varies greatly, but is always some variation of the god from which it originates from. However, there are a few consistent elements Original seems to enjoy placing within his cults, namely the prevalence of song and scary stories in comparison to other religions. However, aside from personal preferences, the dogma of these cults is rarely original. Personality: Despite his hideous appearance and standing as the weakest of the gods, Original considers himself to be a supreme gentleman. He is a smooth-talker, and often seeks to manipulate not through overt coercion or outright deception, but rather through subtle flattery and blatant ass-kissing. In addition, he finds himself enamored with art of all types, finding works of creativity to be both things of beauty and perplexity, given that he can never truly create anything original himself. However, for whatever reason, he finds music and song to be his favorite means of self-expression. The doppelganger society that catalogues his lore are unsure why he does this, but suspects it is simply because he gets a kick out of annoying the other gods by randomly breaking into song. Still, despite being a giant spiky blue rat who drips ichor from every orifice, he is a surprisingly good singer. Outside of his minor fascination with mortal art, he finds his true amusement in constant indulgence of his childish sense of humor at everyone else's expense, although he is quite upfront about this, and the other gods come to expect this from him.
Backstory: During creation, Original tried numerous times to create works on the level of what the other gods could make, but simply could not conceive of any ideas which to create, and so resolved to do as he saw, creating similar things as to what the other gods had made. However, these would not last as every creation of his was soon eradicated by the Destroyer, Ickol, for the abominations they were. Original took this in stride and simply resolved to enjoy the creations of the others as best he could, but indeed sought revenge by faking a perverted crush on the Destroyer, and serenaded her (and anyone else within earshot) with songs laden with double-entendre. He has long forgotten how she reacted to any of this, as he lives in the now.
Miracles:
Duplication: Original, and on occasion his cultists, can create imperfect copies of any person, place or object. There will be noticeable differences however, the most common of which being a difference in color.
Mimicry: Original can appear to anyone as virtually anyone else, however never perfectly. His eyes will always remain the same black and ichor-stained visage they are in his true form, and on occasion he will look exactly the same as always with only minor variations, all depending on how much effort he puts into it.
Vicious Mockery: Original can mock someone so hard that it causes them physical pain.
Theft of an Idea: Intellectual property has no meaning to Original, he can reach into the mind of any being, and pluck forth an idea from their mind, robbing the owner of their idea, and allowing Original to do with it as he pleases.
True Imitation: Original can almost perfectly replicate the actions of other deities so long as he witnesses them in person. Minor Teleportation: Original can blink-teleport from place to place in a cloud of black pixellation.
Weaksauce Weakness: Original has not one, but three weaknesses. One of which being the disc-like artifact he carries on his person, which if destroyed would render him as helpless as any giant rodent. The second, is his passion for hide and seek. He cannot refuse a challenge, and if he is to be defeated, once as hider, and once as seeker, he will hide for eternity in shame, until his eventual demise. Third, any weapon created by a true artist, one whom has had one or more of their ideas copied by original and made with the intent of destroying him, will be able to. This weapon doesn't need to be functional, a well-crafted replica pistol crafted with this intent could harm him as easily as a real one would a human.
Main Name: Original
Other Names: The Character, Exee, The King of Copycats, The Duke of Duplicates, The Original Divinity, That stupid blue incel rat who sings, The Despot of Doppelgangers, X, The Heretical Teachings, The Unorthodox Pantheon
Gender: Male
Appearance: This, but with a much friendlier smile, and wearing a tuxedo and top hat, as well as carrying a cane tipped with a microphone. His gloves are not ripped, and his sneakers are replaced with dress shoes. He also tends to wipe the discharge from his eyes off with a hankerchief, but not always. He also does not have black pupils like the picture below does, just two red dots.
Sphere: Imitation
Aspects: Duplication, Mimicry, Theft of Ideas, Flattery, Rip-offs
Role: The Reveler
Associated Religion: Original has no true religion of his own like some other gods. Although that is not to say he is without followers, as many faiths will see others worshipping the same god, and conclude they are worshipping them... wrong... Followers of Ocaeril see the followers of Gaia, or mother nature, as doing this, but in fact they worship Original, as it is his way to birth mockeries of his fellow gods' religions, such as the Cult of Heckson, The Fertility Cults of Marduk, or any other number of false religions so closely resembling those of true gods. Why Original does this is anyone's guess, but given his role and demeanor, the likely answer is 'fun'. The only races who worship him exclusively are the Doppelgangers, The Mimics, along with the ancient Hedgehog race.
Dogma: Original's dogma varies depending on which parody-religions his meddling has spawned or does spawn. Given that these religions come and go so frequently, their dogma varies greatly, but is always some variation of the god from which it originates from. However, there are a few consistent elements Original seems to enjoy placing within his cults, namely the prevalence of song and scary stories in comparison to other religions. However, aside from personal preferences, the dogma of these cults is rarely original. Personality: Despite his hideous appearance and standing as the weakest of the gods, Original considers himself to be a supreme gentleman. He is a smooth-talker, and often seeks to manipulate not through overt coercion or outright deception, but rather through subtle flattery and blatant ass-kissing. In addition, he finds himself enamored with art of all types, finding works of creativity to be both things of beauty and perplexity, given that he can never truly create anything original himself. However, for whatever reason, he finds music and song to be his favorite means of self-expression. The doppelganger society that catalogues his lore are unsure why he does this, but suspects it is simply because he gets a kick out of annoying the other gods by randomly breaking into song. Still, despite being a giant spiky blue rat who drips ichor from every orifice, he is a surprisingly good singer. Outside of his minor fascination with mortal art, he finds his true amusement in constant indulgence of his childish sense of humor at everyone else's expense, although he is quite upfront about this, and the other gods come to expect this from him.
Backstory: During creation, Original tried numerous times to create works on the level of what the other gods could make, but simply could not conceive of any ideas which to create, and so resolved to do as he saw, creating similar things as to what the other gods had made. However, these would not last as every creation of his was soon eradicated by the Destroyer, Ickol, for the abominations they were. Original took this in stride and simply resolved to enjoy the creations of the others as best he could, but indeed sought revenge by faking a perverted crush on the Destroyer, and serenaded her (and anyone else within earshot) with songs laden with double-entendre. He has long forgotten how she reacted to any of this, as he lives in the now.
Miracles:
Duplication: Original, and on occasion his cultists, can create imperfect copies of any person, place or object. There will be noticeable differences however, the most common of which being a difference in color.
Mimicry: Original can appear to anyone as virtually anyone else, however never perfectly. His eyes will always remain the same black and ichor-stained visage they are in his true form, and on occasion he will look exactly the same as always with only minor variations, all depending on how much effort he puts into it.
Vicious Mockery: Original can mock someone so hard that it causes them physical pain.
Theft of an Idea: Intellectual property has no meaning to Original, he can reach into the mind of any being, and pluck forth an idea from their mind, robbing the owner of their idea, and allowing Original to do with it as he pleases.
True Imitation: Original can almost perfectly replicate the actions of other deities so long as he witnesses them in person. Minor Teleportation: Original can blink-teleport from place to place in a cloud of black pixellation.
Weaksauce Weakness: Original has not one, but three weaknesses. One of which being the disc-like artifact he carries on his person, which if destroyed would render him as helpless as any giant rodent. The second, is his passion for hide and seek. He cannot refuse a challenge, and if he is to be defeated, once as hider, and once as seeker, he will hide for eternity in shame, until his eventual demise. Third, any weapon created by a true artist, one whom has had one or more of their ideas copied by original and made with the intent of destroying him, will be able to. This weapon doesn't need to be functional, a well-crafted replica pistol crafted with this intent could harm him as easily as a real one would a human.
Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Keep in mind that you people asked for this.
Username: Space Buddha
Main Name: Original
Other Names: The Character, Exee, The King of Copycats, The Duke of Duplicates, The Original Divinity, That stupid blue incel rat who sings, The Despot of Doppelgangers, X, The Heretical Teachings, The Unorthodox Pantheon
Gender: Male
Appearance: This, but with a much friendlier smile, and wearing a tuxedo and top hat, as well as carrying a cane tipped with a microphone. His gloves are not ripped, and his sneakers are replaced with dress shoes. He also tends to wipe the discharge from his eyes off with a hankerchief, but not always. He also does not have black pupils like the picture below does, just two red dots.
Sphere: Imitation
Aspects: Duplication, Mimicry, Theft of Ideas, Flattery, Rip-offs
Role: The Reveler
Associated Religion: Original has no true religion of his own like some other gods. Although that is not to say he is without followers, as many faiths will see others worshipping the same god, and conclude they are worshipping them... wrong... Followers of Ocaeril see the followers of Gaia, or mother nature, as doing this, but in fact they worship Original, as it is his way to birth mockeries of his fellow gods' religions, such as the Cult of Heckson, The Fertility Cults of Marduk, or any other number of false religions so closely resembling those of true gods. Why Original does this is anyone's guess, but given his role and demeanor, the likely answer is 'fun'. The only races who worship him exclusively are the Doppelgangers, The Mimics, along with the ancient Hedgehog race.
Dogma: Original's dogma varies depending on which parody-religions his meddling has spawned or does spawn. Given that these religions come and go so frequently, their dogma varies greatly, but is always some variation of the god from which it originates from. However, there are a few consistent elements Original seems to enjoy placing within his cults, namely the prevalence of song and scary stories in comparison to other religions. However, aside from personal preferences, the dogma of these cults is rarely original. Personality: Despite his hideous appearance and standing as the weakest of the gods, Original considers himself to be a supreme gentleman. He is a smooth-talker, and often seeks to manipulate not through overt coercion or outright deception, but rather through subtle flattery and blatant ass-kissing. In addition, he finds himself enamored with art of all types, finding works of creativity to be both things of beauty and perplexity, given that he can never truly create anything original himself. However, for whatever reason, he finds music and song to be his favorite means of self-expression. The doppelganger society that catalogues his lore are unsure why he does this, but suspects it is simply because he gets a kick out of annoying the other gods by randomly breaking into song. Still, despite being a giant spiky blue rat who drips ichor from every orifice, he is a surprisingly good singer. Outside of his minor fascination with mortal art, he finds his true amusement in constant indulgence of his childish sense of humor at everyone else's expense, although he is quite upfront about this, and the other gods come to expect this from him.
Backstory: During creation, Original tried numerous times to create works on the level of what the other gods could make, but simply could not conceive of any ideas which to create, and so resolved to do as he saw, creating similar things as to what the other gods had made. However, these would not last as every creation of his was soon eradicated by the Destroyer, Ickol, for the abominations they were. Original took this in stride and simply resolved to enjoy the creations of the others as best he could, but indeed sought revenge by faking a perverted crush on the Destroyer, and serenaded her (and anyone else within earshot) with songs laden with double-entendre. He has long forgotten how she reacted to any of this, as he lives in the now.
Miracles:
Duplication: Original, and on occasion his cultists, can create imperfect copies of any person, place or object. There will be noticeable differences however, the most common of which being a difference in color.
Mimicry: Original can appear to anyone as virtually anyone else, however never perfectly. His eyes will always remain the same black and ichor-stained visage they are in his true form, and on occasion he will look exactly the same as always with only minor variations, all depending on how much effort he puts into it.
Vicious Mockery: Original can mock someone so hard that it causes them physical pain.
Theft of an Idea: Intellectual property has no meaning to Original, he can reach into the mind of any being, and pluck forth an idea from their mind, robbing the owner of their idea, and allowing Original to do with it as he pleases.
True Imitation: Original can almost perfectly replicate the actions of other deities so long as he witnesses them in person. Minor Teleportation: Original can blink-teleport from place to place in a cloud of black pixellation.
Weaksauce Weakness: Original has not one, but three weaknesses. One of which being the disc-like artifact he carries on his person, which if destroyed would render him as helpless as any giant rodent. The second, is his passion for hide and seek. He cannot refuse a challenge, and if he is to be defeated, once as hider, and once as seeker, he will hide for eternity in shame, until his eventual demise. Third, any weapon created by a true artist, one whom has had one or more of their ideas copied by original and made with the intent of destroying him, will be able to. This weapon doesn't need to be functional, a well-crafted replica pistol crafted with this intent could harm him as easily as a real one would a human.
YES.
NihiloExDeus - Phil
NihiloExDeus
New Member
Username: NihiloExDeus
Main Name: Phil
Other Names: The Helpful Stranger, Friend in the Woodwork, Legion
Gender: Generally takes a male form, but not always.
Appearance: Varies wildly between sightings, but always shows himself as a middle-aged seasoned traveller of some description with calloused hands --or whatever the current form’s analogue happens to be--. Is known to assemble and disassemble himself from a wide variety of insects and animals prone to forming swarms or packs, although he has also used thick clouds of spores and assorted microorganisms in the past.
Sphere: Life
Aspects: Cooperation, Coordination, Colonies, Adaptation, Industry
Role: The Abomination
Associated Religion:
Rather than a religion, what Phil has given place to is best described as a philosophy. And as such, there is no such thing as a following unified under a single banner. Merely men and women who incorporate as little or as much as his teachings into their lives as they see fit. On the flipside, this translates to his ideology spreading far and wide with little to no conflict with the followings of other gods.
It is notable, however, that he does have something that one could interpret as holy sites of sorts, declared by the god himself as neutral ground under his protection in the only known instance of him throwing his weight around in any capacity. That being Community Centers, buildings ranging from humble single room huts to sprawling complexes. They shelter the homeless, feed the hungry, heal the wounded, so on and so forth. Beyond these humanitarian tasks, they also serve as employment marketplaces, where work and workers can seek each other out. Their final function is as a place of knowledge, both as a forum of sorts where debate and open lectures are held, and as the place to publish the advancements and status of any given project.
A salient point in his philosophy is to hold no shame in the admittance of a need for help. The god himself exemplifies this by often visiting community centers and posting up job requests and projects he himself cannot personally undertake for whatever reason. In turn, he also takes upon himself requests posted in the centers.
Dogma:
Personality: Best described as down-to-earth and honest to a fault. By his own admission he is nothing but a powerful being carrying out a self-imposed job for no other reason than finding it fulfilling. Generally jovial and soft-hearted, at times he can come across as cold or disrespectful when it comes to his views on the dead and death itself.
Backstory: He has been found to be rather cryptic as to his origins, implying great many things, often contradictory, but confirming little to nothing. It is common consensus that he does this to incite critical thought and to subtly remind others that one’s origin matters little. In truth, he himself, is dubious as to his origins. His earliest memories are fragmented and scattered, his consciousness not yet coherent enough to formulate intelligible thoughts, spread as it was across the biosphere. All he can make out is an awareness of all life and a desire to see it run smoothly, to work together and move forward. That desire has yet to fade to this day.
Miracles:
A Well Oiled Machine - His influence is a passive thing, making communities and ecosystems run far better than they should have any right to, kinks and creases seemingly smoothing out of their own volition.
From the Woodwork - As a deity grounded on the ubiquity of life and the communities it begets, his consciousness is an odd thing, waxing and waning across the land not unlike the tides. In practical terms, he maintains a low subconscious awareness of the biosphere from which the previously listed Miracle stems, only consciously alerted if something on an ecosystem-wide scale has gone awry. As for active use, he is capable of in-depth observation and management at the ecosystem scale, at the cost of a lack of street-level perspective, so to say. Additionally, he is capable of a great deal of multitasking, especially in sustaining a multitude of avatars to successfully interact to a meaningful degree with countless mortal communities in spite of time constraints.
[Something something kitbashing shit together by mixing and matching pre-existing adaptations, organs, behaviours, etec.]
Weaksauce Weakness: A solitary hermit that depends on absolutely nothing and no-one, with no friends, nor family nor loved ones. A man with no ties, disconnected from the world. He is powerless in the face of such a man, as easily harmed and ended as any mortal.
Main Name: Phil
Other Names: The Helpful Stranger, Friend in the Woodwork, Legion
Gender: Generally takes a male form, but not always.
Appearance: Varies wildly between sightings, but always shows himself as a middle-aged seasoned traveller of some description with calloused hands --or whatever the current form’s analogue happens to be--. Is known to assemble and disassemble himself from a wide variety of insects and animals prone to forming swarms or packs, although he has also used thick clouds of spores and assorted microorganisms in the past.
Sphere: Life
Aspects: Cooperation, Coordination, Colonies, Adaptation, Industry
Role: The Abomination
Associated Religion:
Rather than a religion, what Phil has given place to is best described as a philosophy. And as such, there is no such thing as a following unified under a single banner. Merely men and women who incorporate as little or as much as his teachings into their lives as they see fit. On the flipside, this translates to his ideology spreading far and wide with little to no conflict with the followings of other gods.
It is notable, however, that he does have something that one could interpret as holy sites of sorts, declared by the god himself as neutral ground under his protection in the only known instance of him throwing his weight around in any capacity. That being Community Centers, buildings ranging from humble single room huts to sprawling complexes. They shelter the homeless, feed the hungry, heal the wounded, so on and so forth. Beyond these humanitarian tasks, they also serve as employment marketplaces, where work and workers can seek each other out. Their final function is as a place of knowledge, both as a forum of sorts where debate and open lectures are held, and as the place to publish the advancements and status of any given project.
A salient point in his philosophy is to hold no shame in the admittance of a need for help. The god himself exemplifies this by often visiting community centers and posting up job requests and projects he himself cannot personally undertake for whatever reason. In turn, he also takes upon himself requests posted in the centers.
Dogma:
- Do as you will, but do something.
- Stagnancy is to be abhorred, but not to be mistaken by rest nor deliberation
- While unpleasant work may need to be done out of necessity, one should never cease looking for that which fulfills them.
- There is no shame in a change of heart, change is inherent to life. Should the work that once filled you with passion and inspiration turn stale, all I ask is that you do not let it go to waste, find one to take over this work, or leave it such that another may come and do the same, even long after your passing.
- Whatever you do, let it be known, so others may aid your work or adjust their own as they see fit.
- If something as petty as pride, envy, or the words of the long gone to a world long since changed precludes you from accepting genuine aid in your work, your priorities come into question. For work born of necessity and work born of love and dedication both.
- Whatever your work produces, do not let it go to waste.
- All I ask is that it fulfil a function, however small and trivial it may be, beyond merely existing.
- Ultimately, even decay is preferable to stagnancy, as it returns all to materials that can be given new purpose and gives room for new works and life to spring.
- A listening ear and a helping hand at the right place and the right time is all it takes to avert countless tragedies. What may seem trivial to you may be salvation for the other.
- Bear in mind, as all things change, one day these roles may very well be reversed. Make of this what you will.
- If your wish is to aid others, remember: To give everything is to have nothing. To have nothing is to cripple your capacity of rendering aid. To refuse the aid and rewards of others when in need is hypocrisy. Such martyrdom is short-sighted and narrow-minded.
- I have no desire for adulation and ceremony. Whatever feelings and thoughts you hold for me, speak them plainly.
- Neither do I have any need for tribute, although a spot at the dinner table and conversation I will gladly accept, both our resources and time permitting.
- Above all else, I ask that you consider this nothing more than advice, the opinion of a being who while powerful and experienced in his field, is by no means perfect.
- All I wish is that you give thought to the spirit of my words. What you make of them, what you make of your life and your work, is ultimately your decision and nobody else’s. That is my belief.
Personality: Best described as down-to-earth and honest to a fault. By his own admission he is nothing but a powerful being carrying out a self-imposed job for no other reason than finding it fulfilling. Generally jovial and soft-hearted, at times he can come across as cold or disrespectful when it comes to his views on the dead and death itself.
Backstory: He has been found to be rather cryptic as to his origins, implying great many things, often contradictory, but confirming little to nothing. It is common consensus that he does this to incite critical thought and to subtly remind others that one’s origin matters little. In truth, he himself, is dubious as to his origins. His earliest memories are fragmented and scattered, his consciousness not yet coherent enough to formulate intelligible thoughts, spread as it was across the biosphere. All he can make out is an awareness of all life and a desire to see it run smoothly, to work together and move forward. That desire has yet to fade to this day.
Miracles:
A Well Oiled Machine - His influence is a passive thing, making communities and ecosystems run far better than they should have any right to, kinks and creases seemingly smoothing out of their own volition.
From the Woodwork - As a deity grounded on the ubiquity of life and the communities it begets, his consciousness is an odd thing, waxing and waning across the land not unlike the tides. In practical terms, he maintains a low subconscious awareness of the biosphere from which the previously listed Miracle stems, only consciously alerted if something on an ecosystem-wide scale has gone awry. As for active use, he is capable of in-depth observation and management at the ecosystem scale, at the cost of a lack of street-level perspective, so to say. Additionally, he is capable of a great deal of multitasking, especially in sustaining a multitude of avatars to successfully interact to a meaningful degree with countless mortal communities in spite of time constraints.
[Something something kitbashing shit together by mixing and matching pre-existing adaptations, organs, behaviours, etec.]
Weaksauce Weakness: A solitary hermit that depends on absolutely nothing and no-one, with no friends, nor family nor loved ones. A man with no ties, disconnected from the world. He is powerless in the face of such a man, as easily harmed and ended as any mortal.
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Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
It has a part of it.
Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Cool, cool.
Also, could you give me the abilities of the Dragon Slayer spear later, if possible? Just so I know what it can do and stuff. Do it in PM's, if you wish.
Space Buddha
The Enlightened One
Selee-01
I repeat my question on the right thread, is Zyr just, like, hovering over kohona and shouting at them?
Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
Yeah.
Space Buddha
The Enlightened One
Dragon or human form?
Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
Human.
Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Space Buddha
Here's the reserved sheet for Adam in case Oca dies. Or a sheet in case an event with him ever happens or smth. Tell me if anything is wrong.
Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
K.
There will be repercussions, you know. IC, Zyr’abaoth cannot accept such a challenge.
Stikes
Hey, punk.
He cannot accept? So, he won't do anything?
Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
I mean, expect economic failure. You know what I mean.
Stikes
Hey, punk.
I don't, honestly. I expect a sizeable chunk of Zyr's cult will be dead and penniless, but I doubt trying to hit the god of money economically will work very well.
Selee-01
All according to my Scenario
Void Sphere or Chaos Domain can be used to curse the economy into the toilet.
Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Good luck with that when the god of evolution is constantly evolving civilization and is hunting you down. That, and you really need to be specific as to how. Highly doubt Zyr can just snap his fingers and make the economy get fucked.
Celestial Speck
I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
Stikes
Why exactly did you attack my followers? Why not just talk to Zyr and negotiate for the souls? I thought you played the god of money.
Maybe it's because Zyr is stealing the souls from all the gods and putting them in an limbo?
Stikes
Hey, punk.
Also, it puts me in a better position if I ever do come to negotiate.
