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Quote from: Xantalos on August 04, 2013, 01:41:53 am

I just hacked and taught all my pokemon Hyper Beam for all their moves.

Ghost types laugh at your hacked party.

I kept a spare guy for that, but I rarely fought ghost guys.

I just hacked and taught all my pokemon Hyper Beam for all their moves.

FUS RO DAH Yes.

I respect your meddling for its elegantly insidious nature, Xantalos. You basically just created evil in the only sense every god opposes.

I've had practice.
And yes, I introduced the one thing every god with a following fears: the question 'why?'.

No, no, that part should pass until you start going senile. 'Course, if that's what you meant by the eventually... yeah. Eventually. Hopefully a while off.

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Yeah, that's exactly what I meant. Yep.

Quote from: Kadzar on August 03, 2013, 07:05:25 pm

Quote from: misko27 on August 03, 2013, 09:00:24 am

Okay, I think there is probably a way of getting your point across without body horror through some other stunt. Like, A Rubix cube time bomb. That could be fun.

Misko, are you secretly a Batman villain?

Isn't that a bit bigoted? Can a guy manufacture puzzle-bombs in a volcano base shaped like a skull AND NOT BE CALLED A VILLAIN? Sheesh.

FTFY, otherwise the answer is yes because he isn't doing any of those things.

The veil of creation tore before his beak, and Raven hopped in, questing about with beak and feather. Hmm. The concretness hadn't settled in yet; this was obviously an early one, the heirarchy not yet settled, still mutable and fun.
Those ones were his favorites. But what was here really wasn't all that much. Just a black void with a few specks of lowly matter and some creatures on it. Sure, the resident shapers were interfering with their behavior, and that was always fun, but there were almost no other features to this place! How dull! It would have to be fixed. Raven cast his gaze upon his midnight black feathers and found them speckled with ether from the trip here. It would do. A few shakes and an act of will later, and the cosmos was positively glowing. Spheres of luminescent white light floated around, swirling into abstract patterns with the slowness of ages, but shining with the brilliance of true stars. As an added touch, he reached out and plucked the heartstrings of the mortals living on the rocks they called home and tied them to the stars. Forever more when they gazed up at the sky they would wonder at their brilliance and perhaps find themselves questioning their own importance. Why were they here? What were they doing? What was out there?
He hoped this would call their minds to the dieties shaping their lives and prhaps spark a little resentment that they could not let them do as they pleased.
He had always hated dullness, after all.
He settled himself down on the fabric of night, a darker shadow on the wing of the morn, and watched.

Unbound Act: Raven forms the Night's Eyes, a collection of glowing orbs that shine bright enough to be seen as stars from any of the planets. They float back from any observer who attempts to approach them (save Raven), making it seem as if they are eternally off in the distance. When gazed upon by a mortal, they serve as the spark of inspiration for a relevation, be it the solution to a personal problem, a philosophy, or a way to found a civilization. They also cause the viewer to question their place in the universe and become curious of what is beyond their worlds.

Cutoolu goes to the center of town and begins selling tickets for a performance by the group in a few days.