It Sucks to be a God

[Silent Avera]

Note: Please don’t take this RP too seriously, I’ve always been fascinated with how a higher order works, and am just messing around with a funky story.

Boom. The universe is born, as are you, a god.

Sure it’s great, you have special powers, and unlimited power within your element, however, you also have responsibility–you’ve got a universe to help run, and deal with other gods that “co-exist” with you to run it…Also, there’s this one god, Sherobi. She’s not exactly happy about being banished by the other gods to the outer most reaches of the universe for her twisted mentality about controlling Prophecies–about the most dangerous thing a god can play with since it tampers with “free-will”, something the gods have agreed to leave to the reckless expansion of life, life being another thing the gods must be responsible in messing with.

Well Sherobi’s gonna have her revenge. In being the god of Rebirth, a.k.a the Grim Reaper, she’s snuck away from her prison and sized the Other Side, the place you go to when you die, and the place you come out of when you’re born.

Life was going on naturally on Earth, and then suddenly, all the expectant mothers aren’t expecting anymore…

And not to mention, Sherobi has broken the taboo of all taboos, she has messed with life itself, and now Earth is in an utter state of panic; is the apocalypse near? According to Sherobi, who has activated that Prophecy, yes. She’ll thrust into chaos all that the gods have worked to create and cradle, throwing out of wack the state of balance among the god’s creations too.

What’s a god to do? Fight fire with fire? No, there must be some order, even in a war that threatens the foundation of existence, and the best way is to continue that fight is to play out the apocalypse Prophecy; luckily, this one has two possible endings to it. The world dies. The world doesn’t die. And the gods are appointing their heroes to stop it.

God willing, they make it through.

Template:
What you are a god of? You can be a god of:

*the elements: (Earth, Fire, Water, ect.)
*a group of people: (Warriors, Carpenters, Artists, ect.)
*or an event: (War, Birthdays, Traveling, ect.)

NOTE: You can be a god of up to two things

Personality:
Descrption: (Be decorated or a ball of floating vapor, whatever you want)

Who’s the lucky person you appoint to help save the world?
Name:
Occupation:
Age:
Description:
Personality:

Why you appointed them (this may include their background too):

How you told them they’re one of the saviors: (Be creative)



Here’s my template as an example:

I am a god of Funerals, and Crossing-Over: Epiloue <-name

Personality: I am quite passive, and relaxed, nothing gets under my skin too much. I am also very understanding and a good listener. There is always a solution to any problem I come by.

Description: I like the form of a Siamese cat best.

The lucky person I appointed to help save the world is:

Name: Layla Krotsue

Occupation: College Student

Age: 19

Description: Blue eyes, long brown hair always in a giant braided ponytail, never wears make-up, jeans, pink shirt with a heart mark where her heart really is. I guess people call her moderately pretty; her complexion is fair.

Personality: Quiet. Keeps to herself, but has a big heart. She likes to do acts of kindness in secret, and read about angels. She prefers to be a loner, but won’t mind talking with people either. She is wise beyond her years.

Why I appointed her:
She has that drive to make a difference. Deep down, there is a spark that fights for those who cannot fight for themselves. She is a good decision maker, and can keep her head clear in thick times. Her life has taught her how to be someone who can bring calm to people…

Layla is an only child, and have always quietly wanted siblings, but they never came, both her parents gave up after years of trying since they had years to spare; Layla was born when her mother was 18. Since she was old enough to walk, Layla helped her parents out however she could, and in school, Layla was the “kind child”, but that doesn’t mean she escaped persecution of bullies, and with her way of not fighting back, she was a prime target, but she was also the worst target, for if you hurt Layla, you were a really bad person in the eyes of the other kids, and they would never hesitate to rally for her.

It was quite easy for people to call Layla their friend. Then came the day, the world stopped. The news drowned out that pregnant mothers everywhere lost their unborn children, and Layla, for once there was nothing she could do to comfort…

How I told her she’s one of the saviors:
She was sitting on the roof of her house, alone at night. She was holding her angel book, “Angels” and staring deep into the sky; a silent tear slid down her cheek. “So many people are hurting, and so many are hurting others, but what accomplishment will come from pain? Only more pain…” I walked up to her as a Siamese kitty and started purring and nudging her. She began to pet me, and I clawed at her book so much she placed it before me, and opened it. The book’s pages lazily separated from right to left, and finally settled on an angel with blue eyes, long brown hair in a giant braided ponytail, and with a fair complexion. She noticed the angel and slowly held the book up to her face with the light of the moon illuminating the picture. The angel’s picture must have been hundreds of years old, never-the-less, it was titled Layla, and she was the angel of compassion.

She slammed the book shut and set it down. The cover was now titled “Angels who Changed the World.”

Rules: No god moding, heh, heh…

No killing off other player’s heroes, that’s for them to decide if their story calls for it

Romance among the heroes is allowed, as is co-playing with other gods, (you) though this can get really sticky, really quick with other people waiting to post blah, blah, blah, just know what you’re getting into.

This RP will go through three story arcs, if you are gonna kill your character, please wait until the third arc. I’ll give you the cue for each arc.

Arc One: Your savior finds out they are chosen to save the world. They must cast aside all they hold dear to embark on the path you have given them to walk. Do your best to convince them. When you are done with this, type at the end of your post: [Savior’s name] IS READY

Arc Two (the main one): Your hero goes out on the journey. I’ll pop in and throw in some major stuff dealing with the stories yall put out with my posts and you can choose how to tackle them, or not, HOWEVER, whenever I throw something with Sherobi out, (which won’t be too much) you’ve gotta deal with what she dishes either as a god, or your savior. When you get done with this arc, type at the end of your post: THE TIME IS NOW

Arc Three: Save the world, or die trying. Just know, there are many ways to save the world. Action beckons more action, and ripples follow more ripples, this is where interaction is encouraged most, but be punctual to one you play with please, and when you are done with your story. Type in big happy words: THE END.

So, how are you gonna deal with guiding your hero–without messing with free will, keep your creations in order (from Sherobi’s tampering), and confront Sherobi while every action you make has a mark on the world that may speed up the clock ticking away for the world to end? Gee, it sucks to be a god.

Just post your template for now, and when we’ve got, oh, how about 5-7 people, I’ll start it off ^-^ Let me know also in your template if you want me to keep you updated with the story with PM’s, or you know, just post you’re leaving so I can move the story on if need be.

[Spaceman Spiff]

I would join, but Im not really sure how one of these things works... please explain to me

[Shadowysights]

Please save me spot....its too late to make a template here.

[Maverick E.S]

Template:

What you are a god of? You can be a god of: Is Time one of the things?

Personality:Mostly layback and cool. Stays calm im a situation but can be stuborn sometimes but all in all and loyal repecting good god.

Descrption: A form as a human,african american sunglasses dreds and i wear what angels and gods wear lol.

Who’s the lucky person you appoint to help save the world?

Name:Galadyn Jones

Occupation:Freshman

Age:16

Description: Green eyes,african american with a clean cut with glasses(cool glasses lol) Wears a black basketball shirt with a white tee underneath and grey pants.

Personality:He is a bit lazy but does what he has to do...when he isn't being lazy i mean. Likes to play sports and is very authletic. He is freindly and likes to joke around.

Why you appointed them (this may include their background too):

He sticks out amound alot of people he likes to be the unique one. He is a good fighter and can get out of tight spots. He lost his real family when he was 6 in a car accident(mother and father) and now lives with his foster family. He likes to to draw and make stories aswell cuase of the enjoyment he got out of it.He never spoke about his real parents from that point on but will always remember and love them as if they were still alive.


How you told them they’re one of the saviors: (Be creative)

He was drawing when I knocked on his door i appeared to be a human and looked like one of his friends. I asked him to come out and we walked for a bit to where no one would see and i revealed my true form and told him everything. Strangely he believed but nonetheless it was easier than what i thouight it would be.

[Silent Avera]

@Laxy: I'll PM you about it.

@ Acein: Spot saved ^-^

And at Mav: No, "time" is not one of the things...sorry, please pick something else

[Maverick E.S]

Ok then ill will take water then :3

[Keyblade Smitey]

I'll join, but I'm going on holiday in two or three days, so I won't be able to post until the 31st. Please keep me in mind.

My Template
Rairyujin - God of Lightning and patron deity the Royal Knights

Personality: Steadfastly loyal to his followers and generally energetic and flashy in all his actions. Most of the time he manifests himself in the kingdom that worships him and spends his time righting various wrongs. He only bothers with the wider universe when things start to get REALLY hairy. His flashy nature also leads him to be worshipped as a lesser god of showmen, although this doesn't strictly fall under his circle of influence.

Apperance: He takes the form of a a traveller in a tattered brown cloak and a chinese peasant's straw hat. Under the cloak, he wears tough, European-style clothing, with a leather cuirass, cuisses and pauldrons (OOC: Click below if you haven't got a clue what I'm babbling about. /OOC). He's of tall/medium height and is athletically built. His hair brownish-blonde and is tied back in a ponytail. His eyes are grey-blue and very deep, anyone who looks into them can loose themselves as those eyes look deep into their soul.

Savior's Template
Name: Alexander Cliff

Occupation: Aspiring King's Knight

Age: 15

Description: Although he's rather short for his age, he's athletically built and his brilliantly saphire eyes flash with an absolutely indomitable spirit. His hair is golden-blonde and well-trimmed and he wears a simple green tunic-and-trousers combination and he carries a longsword over his shoulder.

Personality: Alex is lively and friendly, compassionate and quick-tempered. His dearest dream is to become a King's Knight and he trains obsessively in order to be accepted when he comes of age. Although impulsive and rash at times, his heart is always in the right place.

Why I chose him: Alex has a kind of drive and energy that appeals to me immensely. He deserves a chance to prove himself and I intend to give him that chance. Although screwing with prophesies is taboo, I love putting mortals in situations where their decisions can send them down any of a number of wildly different paths. This time however, the situation is serious and I chose Alex because I believe that not only can he perform to the exemplary standard required, but he also has the drive and will to choose to do so. If a hero is unwilling, they'e worse than useless.

OOC: Sorry, got to go out to dinner with the family. I will finish up come tomorrow. /OOC

[snowdog]

Can I reserve a spot, please? If so, I'd like to reserve air/wind.

Thankyou! ~<3

[Xemnas-sama]

Kitsune
God of: Protector and overseer of souls
Personality: Completely quiet. She has never spoken too many words to the other gods. She shows little emotion and tries to stay out of the ordeals of the other gods except when it comes to Sherobi.
Descrption: Takes the appearance of a three tailed orange furred, white eyed Kitsune(Fox) Though will sometimes take the appearance of a human female in a silk kimono (Red with two flying white cranes on the front) with a mask and long black hair reaching a little past her elbows. <Clickey (Just the mask)

Name: Amy Thompson
Occupation: Librarian
Age: 23
Description:Appearance
Personality: Quiet, lonely yet kind Amy has a love for nature. She loves to read and takes extra precaution to be the smartest. She has a high tolerance for people usually not getting angry until it gets really personal.

Why you appointed them: Amy is one of those people who wants to show the world what she is truly capable of. Being a savior would help give her a chance. I belive with her intellect she may be able to help make a drastic change in this. she was young only 23 born in a family of of goverment workers both high in status and expected the most of Amy. She grew up in a life of solitude and constant tension with her parent for the fact she couldnt truly 'live' her own life though the life she did have made her very intellegent.

How you told them they’re one of the saviors: Amy was as usual sitting in her room reading under the light of a small lamp of her apartment on the first floor. She was alone in the house during a paticularly harsh rain. I had been going by her window at the moment she got to look out. I stood there staring at her with saddeing eyes. She gasped at the sudden appearance of a Fox of all things walking near her home in the city. I looked and quickly placed my paws against the window. She opened it and I quickly leaped shaking a-bit from the cool rain. She gasped yet again at the site of the three tails. "I. . .need you" I had told her. She looked stunned and I talked the most I have ever before to help inform this young woman.

[Silent Avera]

Yay, people joined ^-^

Okay so far I've got on reserve: Acein12 and Snowdog ^-^

Those who are totally in:

Maverick E.S

Keyblade Smite

Xemnas-sama

Welp, we can pretty much start when Acein and Snowdog post up thier templates and for Keyblade Smite to finish his ^-^ I'll give the go-ago when thier done ^-^

NOTE: 2 possible spots are still open ^-^

[.:Game Master:.]

Template:
What you are a god of? You can be a god of: War and Peace

Personality: Calm, just and forgiving.
Descrption: I appear to be in my twenties, and stand six feet tall when I present myself. I am a african american, with blue hair, that is interestingly spikey. My clothes are robe-like, and are black on one side, and white on the other.

Who’s the lucky person you appoint to help save the world?
Name: Robert Johnson
Occupation: New Reporter
Age: 33
Description: A very goodlooking, well dressed and presentable man. He wears suits often.
Personality: Very charismatic, and talkative. He is open, and in no way shy. He is an athiest, that believes in himself, rather than a higher being.

Why you appointed them (this may include their background too): He has the ability to give people news, and they will believe him. He also has the ability to contact a large amount of people.
How you told them they’re one of the saviors: (Be creative)

While Robert sat alone in his house, mourning over the loss of his father, he looked at his nightstand, to see a bible someone at the funeral had given him. He frowned, throwing the bible accross the room.

I caught the book, looking at him.

"You... will do work for me..."

He dropped to his knees.

[Maverick E.S]

Looks like we almost there can't wait

[Silent Avera]

Yep, yay ^-^ Game is in ^-^

Okay, only one more spot is still officially left open, then all we gotta do is wait paitently for the others
^-^

[snowdog]

Kaze, god of the air, and wind.

Personality: Just as suggested by her powers, Kaze is of a flighty nature. She is forever changing her mind, and being indecisive, which often leads to problems for her, and those around her. Playful, but friendly, she never acts selfishly, and her actions - no matter how unintentionally disastrous - mean well. She will go out of her way to help others. However, she gets upset easily, and is often left hurt by misunderstood remarks towards herself.
Description: Kaze takes the form of a ghostly young woman, with bright, grey eyes, and white hair. She is slender, and tall, perhaps appearing around the age of sixteen. Her appearance is purely white; from her skin tone, to her clothing, everything about her is swathing, airy, and dreamy.


Name: Opal West
Occupation: Author; however, she enjoys doing volunteer work whenever possible.
Age: 29
Description: Standing at five feet - an unusually small height for her age - with a slim build, Opal is often mistaken for someone much younger than her twenty-nine years. With fair skin, short, light hair, and pale, blue eyes, her appearance is rather striking. Because dark tones make her look monochromic, she tends to wear light clothes, too. Usually, she wears a long, billowing white shirt, with three-quarter, flared sleeves, with denim shorts, and flip-flops.
Personality: Opal is a quiet woman, but, when spoken to, she is generous, friendly, and eager to please those she meets. Creative, with a heart of gold, she loves to help everyone she can, no matter what their situation. However, although a sweet person, she is incredibly fragile - her spirit is broken easily, which people often forget, due to her easy-going, kindly nature. She has a boundless imagination.

Why you appointed them: Kaze saw a lot of herself in Opal. Plus, she was greatly interested in Opal's keenness to help others; she believes that the woman will be vital in the battle to save the world.

How you told them they’re one of the saviors: While doing volunteer work overnight as a receptionist in a doctor's surgery, a woman approached her from outside, cradling what first appeared to be a broken arm. Unfortunately, the doctor was busy, so, instead of asking the woman to wait, Opal, remembering her first-aid, did her utmost to help with the injury. After a few minutes, the injury was in a temporary bandage, and Opal had treated it as much as she could.
However, instead of waiting for the doctor to arrive, the woman stood, thanking Opal for her help - before asking for more of it, in a way she would never have thought of.

[darkisaac]

Amaterasu God of Water and Wisdom

Personality: As god of wisdom, Amaterasu is calm and collected. He is quick witted and sarcastic, but also keen and sharp, preferring to outsmart oponents rather than beating them physically. Furthermore, he is an excellent strategist, easily finding solutions to even the most difficult problems. He is a logical deity, and therefore he see problems and situations just as they are: puzzles to be solved. Amaterasu also enjoys chess.

He's not cliche, and therefore he won't spew out random proverbs to show off his wisdom, rather, he lets his actions and his reasoning do that. Despite his good qualities, Amaterasu is a loner. Lacking very good social skills, he sometimes comes off as arrogant or rude. He never dawdles, and always tackles a problem straight on. Though he is generous and kind, he is proud and won't usually show a sensitive side.

As god of water in all its aspects (liquid, solid, gas) Amaterasu is a fluid individual, and so he adapts to change easily. In combat he uses water to defend himself, being able to manipulate it's movement and shape, quite simply Amaterasu uses Hydrokenisis. The water god can control liquids at a molecular level, and so, if he doesn't have a source of water nearby, he'll simply extract the hydrogen and oxygen from the air itself, to create water.

Description: Amaterasu usually takes the form of a white wolf, though every now and then he chooses the shape of an owl.

(NOTE: Yeah I know Amaterasu is the sun goddess in Japanese mythology, but I like the name.)

The person I appointed to save the world is...

Name: Edward Rain

Occupation: College student

Age: 19

Description: Ed is a normal college student, studying to become a doctor. He is a few inches short of six feet, and has long brown hair, which he ties on a ponytail. His skin is fairly tan, and his eyes are piercing, icy blue. He is a good looking kid, though he remains unaware of it, and is often surprised when girls are attracted to him. He has spent his whole life swimming, and so he is in excellent physical condition.

Personality: Ed is optimistic and energetic, often finding a silver lining in the worst of situations. He is very strategical, and looks for logical solutions to problems. He is an avid fan of Sherlock Holmes, and has become quite capable when it comes to deductive reasoning. Something that helps him when identifying diseases in class. As a sidejob, he works as a private detective, often helping the police in tough investigations. He loves learning and is well read in almost every subject.Though he is outgoing, and isn't very shy, sometimes he is a bit arrogant in his own abilities. He likes spending time outdoors and he enjoys excercise and sports. Other than swimming, he is also an excellent soccer player. Though he's been raised to believe in god, he, like any sensible human, still has some doubts, and isn't sure of what he should believe yet.

Why I appointed him: Ed is a natural born leader, and his capabilities as an intellectual have impressed me. For a mortal, his fervor for learning, and his manner of using logic is something that is rare. Furthermore he is brave and loves nature, once feeding me when I was in the form of an owl, and I believe he is one of the few people that could be trusted with this burden.

How I told him he was a saviour:

He had come back home after a long day, and had turned on the news. When watching the panic and chaos being shown on-screen about mothers losing their babies, and the possible oncoming apocalypse, Edward cursed loudly, asking why god would allow these things to happen. At that moment I walked from the shadows, in my wolf form, and I replied.

"We didn't mean for it to happen"

Ed jumped back, startled at the sight of a talking wolf, but as I explained the state of things, he slowly relaxed, and accepted my request.