The previous RP can be found here [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/540.381809-PDQ-Smallgods-Arichon-Game-Thread-1-spot-open#15048372]. You can use it as a reference, but it's better if you used it as a reference for how the mechanics are going to work more than anything else. My current plans on how I intend to write up the DM posts is going to be both similar and different.
Backstory: ?One volunteer!? His silken voice wrapped through the throngs, enrapturing them. ?I need but one volunteer! Are there any gentlemen, or darling ladies, in my audience this evening with valor, daring-do and curiosity enough to volunteer for my wondrous performance?? Maskelyne surveyed his audience like a cunning appraiser of jewels, seeking desperately for any shine, sparkle or scornful imperfection.
?You sir!? He shouted, a wave of his arm descending theatrically on a man of burly vigor. ?Those arms! Are you a sailor by chance? Surely a sailor is not afraid? ? No? Then you perhaps! You seem a sharp lad! My dear ma?am, might I borrow your son? Only for a moment I assure you, haha- ? No? Well, perhaps not then. Come now my fair audience, surely there is one among you brave enough to ??
?I will volunteer.? She said from the middle of the crowd, a socialite in pearls aged only long enough to ring of comfortable maturity. ?If it?ll keep you quiet.?
?My fair lady,? Maskelyne purred, a smile curling the edges of his lips. ?How can I be otherwise? Your beauty has struck me silent. Come. Come to my stage. Mind the doves. Don?t be afraid. May I kiss your hand Madame? There?s a magic in a kiss.? She recoiled slightly but Maskelyne grasp held firm. ??If you?d like.? She released suspiciously, like steam billowing into the cold. Maskelyne smiled and bowed with flourish bringing the soft silken smoothness of the back of her hand delicately to his lips. As the touch was felt a roar of something unearthly seemed to shriek in ear-splitting agony for the space between seconds, and then was gone. Maskelyne straightened his posture as the socialite grew pale, and then yellow, and then gold. Her frame condensed into stoic gold livery as a statue of the socialite bloomed from the bodice that a woman had once inhabited, now still beyond reckoning.
Maskelyne tapped her gingerly and metallic sound rang harmony across the audience. He stared at them as they stared at her, transfixed. They were hypnotic and hypnotized, he could feel their eyes and they felt like the silence he was fated to rupture. ?But,? he let the word fall on the stunned gazers, shattering their focused vigil. ?It would hardly be magic, if I couldn?t bring her back. Observe! She is pure gold I assure you! Hear that chime. See that smooth reflection. My fair lady has taken a new medium! And yet,? He teased, moving behind her to warp an arm delicately about her shimmering waist. ?What spirit could not be awoken with the tender closeness, ?Maskelyn moved to her front seizing a frozen hand as his reach rested on his victim?s golden hip ?of a dance??
She weighed the same as gold though Maskelyne twirled her with all the poise and majesty of the premier ballerina. A vignette of chimes struck a delicate waltz from corners unseen but heard by all. They were magical, like fire on a cold night. And as they rose in tempo and the crescendo bloomed no one even noticed that Maskelyne no longer danced. A lift and twirl and had brought the socialite to rest in the air where Maskelyne moved her no more, staring at his audience with maddening desire. The beats struck faster than the silence could mark and the chimes shrieked melody, primal and miraculous. Maskelyne smiled, his heart beating in his throat. He shouted ?OBSERVE!? but could not know who listened. His doves flew in all directions, a thoughtless cacophony of wings. ?I WILL BRING HER BACK!!!? This stole the audience?s attention and they were struck dumb to see the magician heaving heavy breath, smile contorted larger than joy. And then the woman dropped.
Shattering and screaming pierced the night as a woman dropped skin-less into the crowd, crying like a child brought to life. And everywhere her blood was split pools of shimmering gold blossomed into existence. The crowd parted and wailed and fled but already those of the front row formed stoic statues of frozen gold. Maskelyn breathed the fire of night air as he watched the crowd descend to panic. His doves raced through the ruined crowd, upsetting the statues and spilling new blood.
?One volunteer.? His silken voice whispered through the orchestra of fear and pain. ?I need but one volunteer.?
Domain:
+6 [Doves] Hidden behind their porcelain feathers, doves bask in undeserved awe. Their majesty disguises the truth. A dove is simply a white pigeon. And a pigeon is a rat with wings. But who could notice the stunning ignorance, carelessness and amorality at the core of that pale cloud of fluttering white? No one.
+6 [Plague] A plague isn?t dirty. A plague is invisible. It?s the only invisible force that is combated by man and yet, sweeping through towns, provinces, nations and races on silent pestilent wings, it persists and is felt dearly. Those abandoned in a plague?s wake will claim colorful, historic endings. And those left untouched may never quite be the same.
Drawback:
-2 [Spectacle] A macabre attraction to theatrics will inevitably partition a man from his secrets, his comrades, his practicality. What would be done quietly cannot be done. What could be revealed of ourselves may never be intimate. What might be done simply, must be done in spectacle.
Core Values: Showmanship. Theatrics. The spectacle. Maskelyne favors marvel, majesty and wonder above all else. Those who perform great acts may draw his eye. Civilizations of art and achievement may catch his gaze. And contrary, the plain and mundane will inevitably summon his visitation. Though these appearances will always herald glorious wonderment, they are not always positive. But then, neither are they always negative. Spectacle is at least four parts surprise.
What you want out of godgame: To play the wild card essentially. Maskelyne will always be available to cooperate. He may not always cooperate as intended. But no matter his method or its results, it will always be grand and memorable.
I'd be excited for any critiques. Let me know what you think.
Its very true and I hope that's not a reason to dismiss him. The back story section asked for the flavor of our gods, and Berenzen said many times that we literally had just come into being and wouldn't have history. So I decided in the end to avoid making a historical segment and instead just to play strongly to the question of flavor.
If that's entirely inappropriate, Berenzen, please let me know and it would be a pleasure to remedy my mistake.
Its very true and I hope that's not a reason to dismiss him. The back story section asked for the flavor of our gods, and Berenzen said many times that we literally had just come into being and wouldn't have history. So I decided in the end to avoid making a historical segment and instead just to play strongly to the question of flavor.
If that's entirely inappropriate, Berenzen, please let me know and it would be a pleasure to remedy my mistake.
So there's a fairly straightforward deceiver/corrupter/chaos-inducing, seeking to blend everything into an unending pool of deceit.
A reincarnated, immortal ecoterrorist who wants to keep her lands safe from the scars of civilization and progress.
A god who is effectively Order personified, obsessed with taming the discordant forces of Creation and binding all life into a just and structured society.
An interesting take on the Grim Reaper, that reminds me pretty heavily of the narrator from the Book Thief. Which is a very, very good thing.
An incarnation of man's duality, who wants to bend and sculpt the world into a utopia for all its inhabitants.
A mad (not the angry kind) scientist willing to destroy everything if it'll afford him some entertainment or progress one of his experiments.
...I'm pretty sure that Roe is Puck, albeit without Oberon guiding his mischief. Which is pretty damn fun.
The polar opposite of that first deceiver, who wants to bestow enlightenment upon the world instead of chaos and lies.
Another traitorous deity, seeking to backstab and politic his way to the top of the pantheon.
A celestial librarian who wants to help spread knowledge and love/peace throughout the cosmos.
The hotblooded god of hotbloodedness. Which is kind of amazing on so many levels.
And a spreader of destruction and deceit who enjoys his theatrics waaaaaaay more than is necessary.
That about the size of it? Because I gotta say, this is a pretty damn impressive ensemble. Pretty even split between chaos and order, at least three pairs of direct opposites and a dozen combinations of unlikely allies, and enough domain points to control an entire plane. Even if some of the sheets are less than perfect, everyone's got some interesting aspect or another to give their character depth, and it looks like there's going to be more shifting alliances than a GoT book.
I'm not hugely familiar with the work of Shakespeare so I had to wikipedia Puck but that sounds like a just comparison, nice list overall too! I hope all or at least most these characters get into the RP as it does look like we have a good balanced crop here...
OT: I've finally finished editing my sheet which can be found at post #20, it isn't greatly different from the draft version except I've expanded the backstory a little and clarified in more detail exactly how he uses his domains.
Alright, I'm going to start the closing of recruitment. As it stands, it looks like all of you will get in. If someone decides to post another god that works within the guidelines in the next few hours, I will probably let them in, as 13 makes a nice number don't you think?
The first post should be up sometime before 23:59:59 MST Sunday.
Alright, I'm going to start the closing of recruitment. As it stands, it looks like all of you will get in. If someone decides to post another god that works within the guidelines in the next few hours, I will probably let them in, as 13 makes a nice number don't you think?
The first post should be up sometime before 23:59:59 MST Sunday.
Awesome. I'm loving this line-up (see post 46) and I can't wait to start playing. BTW, how are ages going to work in this game? Are we going to skip ahead a thousand years every few posts or what?
Awesome, I'll try to post tonight. Have you considered making a usergroup for annoucements and OOC chat? I see we have a IRC channel but that requires people to be online at the same time to communicate...
If you make up your character I'll see what I can do to squeeze you in. Only one action has taken place so far, so squeezing you in wouldn't be an issue. Particularly considering what they're doing right now.
Name: Olek, Eye of the Storm. Patron God of the Races of Men
Backstory: Olek was not born in that first great moment of creation alongside the other gods; rather, he arose slowly to wakefulness as the race of men grew to life. The moment of birth came as they crossed the line from beast to man; in the crossing they gained morality, and with it the ability for good and for evil, and also dore self doubt and for moral quandary.
Olek cuts through such petty matters. He gives men direction of action, and frees them from questions of morality; they become a truly great civilization, but they also gain an irresistible hunger for expansion and conquest. In short, where Olek walks, there Empire is found.
Domains: [Mankind +6] Olek finds little difficulty in influencing the race of men; it is second nature to him to subvert entire kingdoms and shape them to his will. When in single combat, Olek draws vast amounts of strength from the faith of his followers; it fills him like a physical force, making his body into a vast battery of power. And of course, he has armies at his beck and call, should he ever go to war. [Artifice +4] Olek is keen to forge himself items of power with which to amplify his power; furthermore, he will attempt to pass on his lesser creations on to favored human followers. [Creative Malice +2] Olek is not inherently evil, but he is not above doing something outright fiendish if it will accomplish his aims. To him, the ends justify the means, even if this means doing something so terrible that his foes recoil in shock and horror.
Drawback: [Non human races -2] Outside of mankind, Olek has little interest and no experience. When dealing with the sentient races, he is likely to simple resort to violence.
Core Values: The Empire. Olek is determined that his race should reign supreme over all the world. This does not necessarily require the defeat of other gods, but should they stand against him, he will tear them down.
What you want out of godgame: Olek will spend much of his time carving out a place for his race, since he will need at least a small kingdom in order to have any real chance of surviving another gods attentions. From there, a series of conquests will expand his powerbase, with the ultimate aim of a vast human empire. This aim needn't conflict with other gods, but when strife does arise, Olek will pursue peace until he is strong enough to crush his opposition with certainty.
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