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Post by Deleted on Sept 26, 2015 13:20:56 GMT -8
Hadrian walks into the classroom, a short, balding man following him.
“Good morning class, My name is Hadrian, and I’m the high priest to Susan, Goddess of Fate and her husband and brother Paul, God of Justice. Joining me as a guest this lecture is Samaelin Akkut’ra, God of Powerpoint Presentations and Exposition. He’s really only here in a desperate bid for relevance.”
Samaelin nods at this.
“Now, for whatever reason, you’re here because you want to learn about how gods work.”
He grabs a piece of chalk, and scrawls three large, nested circles on the chalk board.
“Whether you believe in them or not, gods are out there, making stuff work. Most of them like to be noticed. It’s a nice ego boost if you’re the minor god of elephant poop. There are actually something like three to four gods for every human on earth. Getting somebody to worship you is hard. In order to gain notoriety, most gods attempt to join one or more pantheons. The particular pantheon I serve likes to think it’s cool and original, and so it call itself ‘The Pantheon’.”
He raps the board in the center of the innermost circle.
“Gods are a lot like cats, in that herding them is really dang hard, but they can be categorized, to some extent. Most pantheons are built around a couple of so called ‘timeless’ gods. They embody concepts that are fundamental, and will have relevance regardless of anything you can or will do. Susan is an excellent example of this, as she is Fate. It’s simply not possible to get out from under her thumb. I should know, I’ve tried.”
He bangs the board on the middle circle.
“The second category are gods who are currently relevant, but might not remain so. A good example is the god of Bronze. Back in his glory days, he was the master of industry and war the world over. Now Bronze is used for some minor decoration. Nobody wants to worship the god of minor decoration. I know I don’t! Gods in this category are usually fairly important, sometimes even more important than a Timeless, but that power and notoriety fades with time.”
Rapping the final circle, he continues,
“The last category are the irrelevant gods. Sometimes they get invited to parties, because even gods have social niceties. Most of these gods either embody some concept that is no longer relevant, or has not yet become so. Some, like the God of Little Biscuits and Tea, are never going to be relevant.”
Looking out at the classroom, he asks.
“All this clear? Any questions?”
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Maelik The Fellblade
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Sept 27, 2015 22:32:03 GMT -8
With a wonky looking smile that was obviously barely holding back a childish giggle Maelik raised his hand, and despite being at the back of the class his hand would be easy to notice. Maybe it was because he was a massive hulking beast that was barely contained in his seat, or maybe it was the fact that no other students wanted to sit next to him for fear of him eating/bullying them.
"Yeah actually, you said that Samae-whatever his name was is the god of exposition right? Does that *snicker*, does that mean he's going to strip naked and streak when the lecture is over?"
The demonlord was not well known for his maturity on campus, his popularity coming from the fact that when it came to sports that nobody could hold a candle to him. And even if someone could he'd brake their hands to that they lacked the necessary functions to do so ever again.
Then suddenly he got incredibly serious, like super uber mega deadly serious, "Oh oh oh! Teach! teeeeach, is there a god of skull ball? That would be so totally rad!" his unnaturally deep rumbling voice hollered excitedly.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 22:40:59 GMT -8
The god starts to say something, but Hadrian cut shim off.
"Unfortunately, no. Best be a tiny bit more respectful, or he'll make you stutter next time you give a presentation for the class! Frankly, though, there's a god for everything imaginable. Generally, though, the more specific their domain, the less powerful they are. The god of water is greater than the god of oceans, who is greater than the god of the Tertium River."
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Sept 27, 2015 22:50:56 GMT -8
Maelik sat there in honest contemplation for a moment, his brows furrowing under his sports helmet to the point that his face would almost seem to implode. Then he suddenly stood up, which had him bumping his head against the ceiling. Luckily the helmet saved him from any bruises but that wouldn't have mattered anyways so determined was the demon in his quest for an answer.
"Wait, so you're telling me that that little fella up there is the god that can make you screw up your words and stuff during a really important speech?" It was then that Maelik tried to remove himself from his seat, a process that was taking far more effort than it should have. "So it was his fault that I goofed that inspirational speech for the team that we needed to motivate us to score that winning touchdown!"
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Vain Caulfield
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Shenanigans
Roleplay posts: 175
Age: 109, looks 20ish
Physical Description: Being an incubus, Vain is inhumanly attractive. Sculpted muscles, chiseled jawline, flawlessly groomed hair, etc. His wings, horns, and tail only appear when he decides to drop the illusion.
Clothes and Equipment: His illusions give him the appearance of wearing rumpled yet well-tailored adventurer's clothing, but in reality he isn't wearing much at all. He doesn't carry weapons.
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Post by Vain Caulfield on Sept 27, 2015 22:50:57 GMT -8
Vain raises his hand, grinning and still trying to sneak glances at the redhead two tables over.
"Are we going to be going over gods and goddesses of love and passion today, professor? In detail, preferably with color pictures?"
He chews on a butterscotch candy.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2015 23:06:46 GMT -8
Hadrian sighs,
"weaker gods rarely if ever intervene. I doubt Sammy here had any effect on your speech. Generally, a good measuring stick is self-esteem. The more grandiose the name, the more irrelevant the god. I once met Zzzyt'anuketranat ballantine veltorresnon. He insisted I learn his name. God of clip-on ties. The world would probably be better without him, really."
Glancing over at Vain, answers,
"Unfortuantely, Jim, God of Sex, and Mariah Davids, Goddess of Affairs, are busy doing things people really don't want to see in some ethereal realm, much to their various spouses' displeasure. Jim really should have thought before marrying the goddess of Chastity. Besides, this is beyond the scope of this class. If you continue your studies, you might be able to get into 'Div 324 Occult Rites', Lead by Steven Johnson, God of Indecency.
Returning to the original point, are there any relevant question about basic mechanics of gods, or their natures?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 9:38:12 GMT -8
"I had a question" Red said as she somehow managed to sit in a desk designed for someone 1/100 her size. How she managed to fit her 500-foot-form in the room was a thing of legend.
"Can the gods come down here? I feel like proving that I am THE ONE TRUE GOD OF THIS PUNY WORLD! by fistfighting them. Or possibly playing Go Fish. I haven't decided yet."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 11:31:04 GMT -8
"Unfortunately, even if one of the gods did decide to take you up on your challenge, you would probably just get cursed. Most gods don't bother directly interfering, they just indirectly screw you over until they're satisfied. I mean, if you got cursed by the god of battle, you'd probably die. How it would happen would be anyone's guess. You might just trip and fall on your own sword. He doesn't need to kill you directly."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 11:34:47 GMT -8
"WHAT?! How DARE you suggest I would lose in a fight with a god! I am the Scarlet Goddess! I am the new ruler of this pla-"
Red attempted to stand up in anger only to hit her head on the ceiling, causing her to wince and sit back down while rubbing the top of her head.
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Maelik The Fellblade
Dedicated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6l6vqPUM_FE
Roleplay posts: 390
Age: Several eons.
Physical Description: Standing at 14' tall with an equal length for his tail and a 28 foot wingspan. Charcoal black scales with glowing crimson eyes and a maw full of needle sharp fangs. Muscular build though clearly draconian in nature.
Clothes and Equipment: Wears a suit of spiked black armor with red trim, a silver helmet that covers the topside of his face and a little skull shaped necklace made of wood though it never seems to burn. His weapons of choice are dual greatswords made from a strange blackened hellish material that crackles with dark lightning and gives off a dangerous feeling.
Player's online availability : I check in almost daily although it may take about an hour or two to post back unless I'm busy. (This is my homepage so checking is easy :P)
Registered: Feb 20, 2015 23:09:59 GMT -8
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Post by Maelik The Fellblade on Sept 28, 2015 14:11:16 GMT -8
Maelik laughed in spite of himself as Red suffered her little headache, tapping his helmet with amusement.
"Protect your noggin or suffer a floggin', fifth lesson I was taught back at my old school. Anyways I do have an actual question prof. Can gods die if they receive no worship?" The demon jock asked with uncharacteristic curiosity.
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