Epoch IIName: Tim
Body: A plain looking humanpod with hair of brown and demonic spikes in their hair.
Essence: Demons, bonded and fed. Fire, everlasting and unending.
Purpose: Burn.
Burn the water, burn the earth, burn the sky. Let fire fill the horizons, and weather be born from the ash.
Something terrible beneath the waves screams heat and death and chaos everlasting. And yet, some unseen force impedes it. Unlike the other Essences beneath the waves, it cannot effect, nor reach for its cold body drifting lifeless under the unending waves. Only so much
Power is allowable in one place, and this world has reached its limit.
So the demonic Essence drifts, unable to touch. Of course, it can watch, and bide its time.
The other Essences see it too. Should
any of them fall, Demons would take their place.
[Waitlisted. Please wait patiently to be allowed Agency. This world is yet young, but perhaps ways will come to hasten your freedom...]
Agrok, the first light, the greatest light, the frozen light, the impossible flame, the freezing flame of the ice, the center of the sky, the bright ice, maker of the great flames, lord of all light, builder of the skies, maker of all that goes high create the great star of the world, an enormous flame of blue light high above the ice shining bright, but less so then Agrok, the first light themselves
(Yes, I lengthen my name, yes it is in relation to the current action that hasn't been rolled yet)
The Scribe grumbles at being made to excavate the relevant agency from that sentence, but dutifully marks it down all the same.
[Primary: 5]
The Frozen Flame boils and fumes with
Power, which soon erupts in upwards torrents of bright shining. The sky bursts and is illuminated white-cold as the strands curl and twist together into ropes of light which tie and weave again and again into a tight point of impossible brightness.
And all below the Great Star is illuminated in a radius even greater than beneath Agrok itself. All of the immortals imbued with Essence are bathed in its undiminishing light, and so is created the second largest Realm of the world: All The Light Touches. In this area the stark emptiness of the sea is made visible, and the formerly icy waves are heated and made warm, and water evaporates and forms clouds, and weather is driven, and storms grow and roam, raining and sleeting and thundering.
Jackel from his high tower stares outwards at his domain he does not see a dark blank icy expanse but rather a sunny bustling prosperous city where people go about their day to day in happiness all thanks to his efforts, his head starts pounding and the king starts to shiver his mind only able to carry on the strain of such a potent delusion for so long so reluctantly he tears his gaze away from his domain and retreats from his tower back into his throne room a king can not dally after all and their are many matters which need his attention. "Squire summon the council t is timeth a meeting beest did hold on the matters of the kingdom!
Primary Action: Summon The Council they will be the Kings personal advisors they are responsible for matters which the King himself should not have to bother himself with. This includes a Steward, Spymaster, Archbishop, Chancellor, and Marshal. While they will look normal to the King and others who suffer from his same brand of madness this will not be the case for the average mortal or deity.
Secondary Action: Idly admire the throne room while I wait
As Jackel summons his Council, a bright and shiny thing appears outside his windows. He checks outside for a moment and spies the Great Star overhead, glaring annoyingly. Who did this? He shakes his fist at the thing.
[Primary: 2]
He waits patiently for his minions to arrive, but after days, they never do. Where have they gone? Is this treason? Jackel searches his castle top to bottom and yet finds no clues.
[Secondary: no roll]
Exhausted, he collapses on his throne and simply admires the room. Unbeknownst to the king, the castle in its true form becomes that little bit more solid, more stable from his faith and attention. Solid water stabilizes into solid stone and wood and steel whilst imagined artworks instantiate themselves miraculously into objective reality.
Works of gold and silver and unknowable artistry, a delicious buffet for any prospective burglar...
Aum stirs. This light disturbs it. How can one rest when a glittering thing flits across the sky?
It surfaces, bringing with it a mouthful of water, and spits mist into the air.
Aum the Olm blinks at the bright annoyances in the sky. Two of them now. When will it stop?
[Primary: 4]
It gulps up a huge mouthful of water and promptly spews it out into the sky. The droplets diffuse and drift lazily on the breeze, forming a blanket of white mist in the air and shade below.
Though not reduced to the blackness before, a subsection of All The Light Touches is shaded and become notably chillier. These Mistlands might be ideal habitat for those who aren't so enamored with constant brightness. Though the mist already starts to drift and may disappear in time unless maintained somehow.
Logan laughs, a odd and disturbing noise from a mass of black inky tentacles, but don’t let him hear you say that.
Primary Action: Transform nearby environment into my domain, a chaotic mix of different types of landscapes that shift and move constantly. It is populated by newly created servants called Acubi, a human-like species who grow black tentacles with age.
Secondary Action: Research my powers and how they work. What can I do? How can I do this? What am I?
[Primary (VS Fragment): 1 vs 3]
Logan roots his many tentacles into the rocky terrain around him, seeking to terraform it. Yet, the terrain he touches is the Body of an Immortal. It does not submit to his efforts, instead pinching and grinding arms off of him painfully.
Small stone bodies, golem-like drones emerge from the ground and strike out at Logan, too weak to be a real threat but forcing Logan to retreat.
This doesn't seem like a conscious attack from the colossal Immortal. An immune response perhaps? Logan feels that if something attacked his own body, the same might happen on a smaller scale.
[Secondary: 5]
Information streams into Logan's mind immediately in response to his desire. Easy as that.
He and five others are Immortals; semi-divine beings of flesh or matter with a core of pure Concept, a singular Essence. Despite the name, Immortals can be slain through sufficient force to disperse their body or else force their Essence into inactivity. Though deadly, their Essence would live on, awaiting a time and place it can live again, in a new body.
Immortals can drive change innately in the world, though some proximity is required. Anything is possible, though hard things are hard. It's possible for some changes to come into effect unintentionally or unknowingly, as a side effect of ones perception, biases, and uninternalized biases. It's for this reason that creations by Immortals are... inconsistent. Using your Power in precisely the way you intend requires focus and a singular vision. Distraction and hesitation may result in a monster you can't take back easily.
Additionally, an Immortal may cast its perception outwards and observe things at any distance and length. This does require intentional action however. They are not quite omniscient.
Logan's meditations are interrupted by encroaching rain and howling wind. This world is becoming more alive all the time.
Heave. The colossal being stirs into motion, shattering the ice which had formed around it’s frozen shell.
Primary: Fragment casts the shattered remains of the ice upwards, the first step of many to righting the greatest wrong.
Secondary: It walks onwards into the grand nothingness of the sea, the water churning in it’s wake.
The Colossal Crab cracks its limbs and sets to work. A tiny yet powerful being nibbles on its back, and the crab's body replies automatically with tiny defenses, but Justice decides to turn its attention elsewhere for the time being.
[Primary: 2]
Justice reaches back to fling the ice on its back up into the sky, only to discover that its limbs are unable to reach that far back. To be halted by such a trivial limitation...
[Seondary: no roll]
Undeterred, at least nominally, the crab swims off into the sea with no particular destination, spurring great waves behind it which further feed the developing storm system in the realm of All The Light Touches. Warm storms wash over Justice's back, beginning to thaw the frost over the rocks.
*the sounds of panic and trying not to drown while swimming*
Primary: Debby swims towards the nearest shore and drags herself onto it.
Secondary: Look around the shore line and see where I find myself.
A star appears overhead, providing light and illumination. And hope, however faint.
[Primary: 1]
Debby paddles desperately and without coordination and utterly fails to get anywhere other than barely-afloat.
And then a huge wave arrives, stirred by Justice's wake, and Debby is plunged under. Shit, shit shit shit!
[Secondary: 2]
Under the sea, the light of the Great Star is split and fragmented and Debby can't tell up from down. Surrounded by water, she can't breathe!
Without air, the Immortal's terrestrial body expires and all goes black. But a curious spirit clings defiantly to her bones: Not yet! Not yet, there's still time!
Debby's eyes open amid a chaotic storm.
It takes more than some seawater to kill an Immortal.The Boundless Black: Infinite and unilluminated and unexplored.
All The Light Touches: Waves underneath the Great Star, many leagues across. Bright and warm and stormy.
Jackel's Castle: A stone castle rooted atop the sea, kept solid and stable through force of Jackel's godly delirium.
Mistlands: A section of sea blanketed by Aum's white mist. Chilly and shady, but not icy black. The mist is temporary and will eventually disperse.
Justice: The Truly Colossal Immortal itself qualifies as a landmass, floating atop the sea. A rocky and barren landscape occasionally battered by tropical storms.
(OP edited: Added waitlist and rules for no roll actions and vs actions.)
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