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Post by Windbreaker on Sept 29, 2014 5:53:20 GMT
Celes narrowly dodged the rock and glanced around to the statue. Ominous and unnerving, but not important right now. This plane required life, and Celes knew what life needed. He returned his attention to the other gods for now. "Wonderful names both, and I thank you for the compliment. A mother's gift is still important, even if it seems insignificant compared to another's power. I would bring life to this plane, but I cannot do so without air for them to breathe and water for them to drink. I do not know how I know this, only that it is imperative that these two things exist before I can bring life into being."
After this, he glanced over to the statue once again. "Might I ask who that thing belongs to? It's making me uneasy..."
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Post by laserbolt on Sept 29, 2014 10:33:29 GMT
Muer'matt, retreating from Zephyros' onslaught, extruded from the ground next to Celes, only showing his claws. "IT IS MINE. I REQUIRE YOUR ASSISTANCE, LIFE GIVER." There were scars on the creature's arms, from the energies Zephyros attacked him with.
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Post by Windbreaker on Sept 30, 2014 5:08:37 GMT
Celes knelt down to get a better look at the scarred limbs, almost ready to shine some light below to see what they belonged to. But something stopped him. Told him it would not be well received. From this vision, he learned of this being's name. "Muer'matt. That is your name, is it not? I would help you, but you must give something in exchange. If you would give us soil for plant life, I shall find the one among us who can give water and air. Then, I shall honor this request and assist you."
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Post by laserbolt on Sept 30, 2014 20:41:50 GMT
Muer'matt hissed, the smell of grave dust wafting out of the cracks. "I WILL NOT-" He stopped, and considered. It was a small price to pay, really. Plants for animals to eat... animals for his to eat. It was perfect. It all benefited him in the end. "THIS IS ACCEPTABLE." And then the earth was new. Dirt covered the plane as far as the eye could see, rich and vibrant, even in its current form. "NOW. GIVE HIM LIFE."
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Post by Clockwork on Sept 30, 2014 22:06:10 GMT
Magmaximus looked upon this world, this world that grew and grew whilst he stayed in the sky, ignored, forgotten for now.
He was the First He, He served as the bright, burning beacon in the darkness to which all had come.
Yet he was ignored?
IGNORED?!
With a hellish scream and erupting fiery tendrils, Magmaximus gave them something to remember that he still look on above them.
The tendrils came together, weaving into a a halo of light, the ever-burning fire illuminating the earth from each side, a blazing ring in the heart of darkness!
Magmaximus surged forwards, entering the plane like a meteor, dragging with him burning embers of the halo star, which scattered across the land.
"Who are these you have brought, Muer'matt? Who do you bring to be before my being?!"
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 1, 2014 20:00:36 GMT
"HSSSSSSS. I BROUGHT NO ONE. THEY CAME TO ME. NO ONE IS BROUGHT TO YOU, FIRE MAN." He waved Magmaximus away, shielding his eyes from the light in the sky. "WHAT IS THAT. WHY IS IT THERE. IT IS UGLY."
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Post by Windbreaker on Oct 1, 2014 22:33:16 GMT
"Hmm... efficient." Celes remarked at seeing the burning ring of light that now illuminated the plane, though he wasn't sure whose power gave it light. Otherwise, this latest being was not important to his mission. He was tasked with creating life, and that is what he intended to do. He set about his task, this time intentionally triggering a vision in order to find the one he needed. The one who brought even he into existence. The All-Father. This revelation was humbling, but now Celes knew who to seek assistance from. But his power and the way he could channel it gave him pause. 'These moments of insight could easily be abused... To set the example for the others and my creations, I should use this power wisely.' He thought, but merely setting an example would not be enough. This world had no laws, and life could not exist if it was in a perpetual state of chaos and disorder. Total chaos could not support life any more than absolute control. So he began to envision something small. Simple rules that would govern the behaviour of the creatures and plants of this world. But for these creatures he was about to make in order to honour his agreement with Muer'matt, he had something special in mind.
He approached the statue that Muer'matt had made and turned his gaze towards the vast emptiness above. "All-Father, if you are listening, I would ask you for help. I cannot create air nor water with my own power, and life cannot thrive without such. Would you grant me this request...Father?"
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on Oct 3, 2014 2:15:56 GMT
Venusia says, "We were made by all father. We feel we should call you brother. We are Venusia. The mother for all."
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 7, 2014 18:00:16 GMT
From the void a sphere of fire appeared. At first glance it would look like a second sun, but the sphere took shape. The first of its kind. Seraphim the dragon of Fire, Magic and Chaos.
She let out a roar as she lands on the grey lifeless soil.
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Post by wanderingmagus on Oct 9, 2014 0:04:42 GMT
"Hmm... efficient." Celes remarked at seeing the burning ring of light that now illuminated the plane, though he wasn't sure whose power gave it light. Otherwise, this latest being was not important to his mission. He was tasked with creating life, and that is what he intended to do. He set about his task, this time intentionally triggering a vision in order to find the one he needed. The one who brought even he into existence. The All-Father. This revelation was humbling, but now Celes knew who to seek assistance from. But his power and the way he could channel it gave him pause. ' These moments of insight could easily be abused... To set the example for the others and my creations, I should use this power wisely.' He thought, but merely setting an example would not be enough. This world had no laws, and life could not exist if it was in a perpetual state of chaos and disorder. Total chaos could not support life any more than absolute control. So he began to envision something small. Simple rules that would govern the behaviour of the creatures and plants of this world. But for these creatures he was about to make in order to honour his agreement with Muer'matt, he had something special in mind. He approached the statue that Muer'matt had made and turned his gaze towards the vast emptiness above. "All-Father, if you are listening, I would ask you for help. I cannot create air nor water with my own power, and life cannot thrive without such. Would you grant me this request...Father?"
That breeze became a wind.
And the wind became a storm.
From nothingness sprang forth great clouds, filled with water, clean and cool. Lightning flashed - rain came pouring down over the still world, transforming the fiery chasms of Muer'matt into rivers, into lakes, into oceans. Mighty was the storm, mighty and terrible in its destruction, yet cleansing as well, for now there was air, there was breath, there was sound. The hard, sharp corners of jagged mountains wore down and became smooth; stone became sand, sand became mud, mud became soil and sediment.
Beaches formed at the edges of the Endless Sea, and in its midst islands still stood, and sand from the great continents East and West collected and formed still more landmasses rising gently from the bottom of the abyss.
For forty days and forty nights, it rained, and it seemed as though all the world would be flooded. But then, the howling winds quieted, the rain ceased, the heavens opened, and a Rainbow of Light descended, touching down before Celes and forming a Breath before stilling, floating gently in midair.
This Breath was the Breath of Life, and it was His to place whither He wished to bring forth life and thought and sentience. |
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Post by Windbreaker on Oct 9, 2014 2:40:33 GMT
Celes reached out to claim the Breath, and with it, truly claim his role as the Breath mingled with the power that was already inside him. He now understood who he was and why he was there. "Thank you, Father." He said simply, kneeling down and placing his hand flat upon the ground. A soft glow radiated and he exhaled softly, and from where his hand and breath touched the soil, grass sprang forth. Trees grew tall and spread into vast forests while flowers blossomed, spreading colour across the new fields of green. With the plants came insects and birds, and beasts of the land came forth. Fish took to the seas, rivers and streams. And once life flourished, Celes stood and pointed his hand towards the sky, towards the bright halo. With a swift motion, he split the darkness from the centre of the halo, where it absorbed embers from the fiery ring. And in those embers was light. He molded the ember-ridden darkness into a sphere, and gave it a silvery glow. And with the fiery ring, Celes manipulated the light to form it into a sphere like the other. From his position on the ground, he admired his work and cast the silver light to below the plane. It was not time yet. The orb of fire still yet hung in the sky.
Finally, he turned his attention to Muer'matt's statue and placed his hand upon it, exhaling softly once more. The soft glow radiated once more and Celes breathed life into this creature, but he did not give it the laws that he gave the other creatures. Instead, he gave it a far more precious gift. The gift of free will. He removed his hand from the creature and spoke one word. The same word that brought him into being. "Wake."
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 9, 2014 18:19:46 GMT
Muer'matt cackled, as the goblin looked about, blinking its ruby eyes. "HE IS BEAUTIFUL. JUST LIKE ME." The creature wandered around aimlessly, shielding its eyes from the sun. "DO NOT WORRY, MY SON. YOU SHALL FIND SHELTER FROM THIS WRETCHED GREEN PLACE." A mountain sprung up where Muer'matt was, and it almost reached the void above. A hole opened up in the front. "THIS IS GOBLINHOME. THIS IS WHERE YOU ALL SHALL LIVE." He looked into the goblin's mouth, and took a bit of his breath, then handed it to the goblin. "THIS IS HOW YOU WILL GROW. CREATE MORE OF YOUR KIND FROM THE STONE. GIVE THEM EYES OF RUBY, EMERALD, SAPPHIRE, DIAMOND, AND YOU SHALL LEAD LEGIONS. STAY SAFE. STAY BELOW. KEEP ALL OTHERS OUT. YOU ARE THE FIRST. YOU ARE MY CHAMPION. I NAME YOU GRELMARK." Grelmark blinked, and nodded, wandering into the cave, and disappearing. Muer'matt let out another crackly laugh. "DO YOU SEE. I WAS FIRST. HE WAS FIRST. THIS MAKES ME KING OF THIS..." He waved his arms lamely around for a bit. "THIS."
While Muer'matt was busy celebrating, he failed to notice something on top of Goblinhome... growing. The top peak cracked, and disintegrated, revealing a hole, black as void. A roiling cry, like the sound of bones shattering and stars dying ripped across the plain, and then... nothing. The hole was silent.
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 9, 2014 21:46:16 GMT
Seraphim flew across the plane. She was a little bit surprised that it was suddenly filled with grass tree's flowers and rivers and lakes but that was the least of her interest for now.
Landing somewhere near Goblinhome (though she doesn't notice it) she fells the world is simply 'too green'. seeing a crack in the mountain she blew fire into it.
Lava started pouring out. The lava then took shape. Forming into a very large and bulky earth pony eventually the lava turned into obsidian it's eyes were bright orange with a single dark red slit-pupil it's mane was made completely out of fire.
(Gosh i'm sleepy sorry if this was really vague but i just want to introduce Nether already)
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 9, 2014 21:53:51 GMT
A hand shot out of the mountain, and grabbed Seraphim, pulling it to the top of the mountain, while another pair of hands reached for her out of the earth. A voice echoed out of the hole in the top of the mountain. "Ssseerrrrraaaaphiiiiiiiiim..." In the abyss of the hole, she saw her face form, then warp, and a horrible mockery of her visage began to climb out. It had a long neck, and scraggly wings, and began to swipe at the dragon god, shrieking like a wraith. Then, it flapped its torn wings, and flew off. The hands threw Seraphim down the mountain, and receded back into the mountain.
From below, the first goblin crawled out of the lava floe. His skin glowed, and he screamed in rage at the pony now standing in front of him. Incoherent, it charged at the creature, jumping up, and trying to claw out its eyes.
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 9, 2014 22:56:36 GMT
Seraphim opened her wings and hovering in the air before she could hit the ground. Growling at the mountain before flying back down.
Charging Nether wasn't exactly the best of idea's for one the goblin couldn't claw his skin because well it was made out of obsidian. And the goblin didn't even got near to his face it just slammed againt's his knee.
Looking down at the pathetic thing called a goblin "what a pitiful attempt at a attac, blindly charging at the enemy and clawing at it expecting for it to drop dead right there and now" he spoke in a deep gravely voice.
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