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GODS AND GODDESSES RP (Version 2.0)
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(My CBversary RP)
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In this RP, we'll be playing gods and goddesses that belong to an ancient civilization I made up, which is called Halla. Its inhabitants are the Hallans , and the gods we create, of course. There are six open slots, after mine. There should be seven of us in total.
These gods are different than all other gods you know of. Please make them special. But still, remember that some need to represent more basic things, like life, death, light, and shadow. Try to evenly disperse gods and goddesses—for example, if there are many goddesses, create a god, and vice versa.
Because this is my CBversary celebratory RP, I want it to be the best RP ever! I hope it will finish, and that the members are dedicated. If you join, make sure you'll be able to post at least once a week and promise to keep it active and on the first page! Thank you.
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Charrie Sheet
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Name:
God or Goddess?:
Age:
God(ess) of:
Appearance:
Personality:
Powers:
Homerealm (a private world created by your god that only your god and any they invite can enter):
Weapon of choice:
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My Character
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Name: Chirrin
God or Goddess?: God
Age: He looks to be about 16 but is immortal
God(ess) of: The wind and all things swift—foxes, birds, storms, et cetera
Appearance: Tall and long-limbed, graceful, olive-skinned, sandy hair, piercing green eyes. Walks with a loping gait, not unlike a maned wolf. Has magnificent white wings. I'll draw a picture.
Personality: Cautious, shy, quiet by nature, mysterious
Powers: Flight, command of wind and storms, can speak to some animals
Homerealm (a private world created by your god that only your god and any they invite can enter): Jharo-Mura, the Land of Wind. The land is part moor, part forest. Harp music ripples on the breeze, soothing anyone who hears it. Its inhabitants are the animals you would normally find on moors and in forests, but there are gryphons in the skies.
Weapon of choice: Chirrin uses a birch longbow. It has a golden grip and his arrows fly with the swiftness of the wind.
Sacred Animal: The maned wolf
Sacred Plant: The birch tree
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Enjoy this RP! Thank you for reading this.
submitted by Scylla
(October 9, 2016 - 1:22 pm)
(October 9, 2016 - 1:22 pm)
(October 29, 2016 - 8:39 am)
Can someone post?
(October 29, 2016 - 7:23 pm)
Dechete
I take my newly hypnotized army of seven back to my lair. I whisper commands to each of them, assigning a god or goddess to each of them.
“Go,” I order quietly. “Go to their private worlds. Infiltrate their homerealms.” I hand them a potion I had created. With some magic technology, I had managed to create a potion that enables the drinker to enter a homerealm. It confuses the portal into thinking that the person had been invited.
I watch as each of the poor mortals uncap their bottles and drink it. It give them invulnerability for a little while, but only a few years. After that, they fall down dead.
Oh well. Who cares? It’s just a few mortals.
(October 30, 2016 - 10:46 am)
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(October 31, 2016 - 3:38 pm)
Keep this on the first page!
(October 31, 2016 - 7:32 pm)
TOP!! please don't die!!
(November 3, 2016 - 8:52 am)
AS THE RULER OF ALL TOPPING, I COMAND YOU THREAD FOR GODS AND GODDESSES TO GET TO THE TOP!!!!
(November 7, 2016 - 10:46 pm)
TOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
(November 8, 2016 - 7:40 am)
Kleur~
As I sit in Methodius's homerealm, waiting for my chance to speak, I feel a strange tingling coming up my arms.
I've never invited anyone into my homerealm before. They would disintigrate in seconds, even a god. But the others have described the sensation of inviting to me, and this is pretty close.
I didn't invite anyone to my homerealm.
I have to help them!
"Thank you, Methodius," I say quickly, and open up a portal to my own world. I wander for a bit, looking for the person who could be intruding. What are they planning?
Then I see him.
He is still a boy; maybe eighteen, nineteen. Mortal for sure. But somehow he is wandering my homerealm unharmed. I hadn't granted him access.
Then I look around him and see what he's doing. He's holding a paintbrush, covered with white paint. He's been dragging it along my aurora borealis of color, muting it, until it looks like drywall. Rage dots my vision. I can see myself turning red.
I can fix this, I assure myself. I can take off the paint easily. It hasn't even dried yet.
But I still blast him out of my homerealm and into a building in Halla.
Oh no. Did I kill him? Mortals are so fragile!
I race over to him, skin slowly turning to a sea blue. There's no specific god of healing. I guess I could send him to Methodius?
I request permission to enter his homerealm once again.
(November 8, 2016 - 9:27 am)
(November 8, 2016 - 7:09 pm)
Topping 101.
This is where you learn the basics of topping. 1)Click on the add new comment butten on the tread you want to top. 2) write a happy comment along the lines of TOPP!!! 3)Put Top or top or TOP!!! in the name place 4) put the CAPTCHA code in and 5)post
(November 14, 2016 - 9:39 am)