RE: Godhood XIV - Usurper [Jam Edition]
03-20-2013, 01:07 AM
With an unexpected jerk in spacetime, there unveiled a new face from the void. A regal robe, a golden circlet, an ancient face. Pacian arrived in the universe silently, but his appearance did not go unnoticed.
"It seems," he said slowly, "that I am late." He looked around, taking stock of the few existing creations of the world, floating past the antistar and towards the planet. "No matter." Another long pause. "It seems I have not missed too much."
Slowly and with a sense of purpose, he lifted an arm in front of himself. Where he pointed, a ball of rock began to assemble from nothing. It would orbit Trovat, a moon to the larger body. Pacian did not lower his arm. Gradually, the surface of the large moon swirled with mists, and an atmosphere developed on its surface. Over time, it thickened, and from it fell droplets, forming rivulets that ran into rivers that flowed into lakes that massed into seas which touched and formed an ocean, stretching around half the planet. The water carved hills and valleys into the planet's surface, whilst mountains shepherded clouds and the moon-planet became a temperate place. Still Pacian continued to hold out his hand at the planet, and from the ground broke shoots of green. Up grew a number of short plants, stretching eternally towards Osvet. The moon-planet became a patchwork of blue and green. At last, Pacian lowered his hand. "That is enough for now." A pause, for consideration. "Zemina is a good name."
Zemina has been created. It is a small-planet sized moon in orbit of Trovat. (2 acts)
Zemina has a breathable small planet atmosphere. (1 act)
Zemina has enough water to form oceans around half the planet (1 act)
Zemina now has life: simplistic green shrubs. (1 act)
"It seems," he said slowly, "that I am late." He looked around, taking stock of the few existing creations of the world, floating past the antistar and towards the planet. "No matter." Another long pause. "It seems I have not missed too much."
Slowly and with a sense of purpose, he lifted an arm in front of himself. Where he pointed, a ball of rock began to assemble from nothing. It would orbit Trovat, a moon to the larger body. Pacian did not lower his arm. Gradually, the surface of the large moon swirled with mists, and an atmosphere developed on its surface. Over time, it thickened, and from it fell droplets, forming rivulets that ran into rivers that flowed into lakes that massed into seas which touched and formed an ocean, stretching around half the planet. The water carved hills and valleys into the planet's surface, whilst mountains shepherded clouds and the moon-planet became a temperate place. Still Pacian continued to hold out his hand at the planet, and from the ground broke shoots of green. Up grew a number of short plants, stretching eternally towards Osvet. The moon-planet became a patchwork of blue and green. At last, Pacian lowered his hand. "That is enough for now." A pause, for consideration. "Zemina is a good name."
Zemina has been created. It is a small-planet sized moon in orbit of Trovat. (2 acts)
Zemina has a breathable small planet atmosphere. (1 act)
Zemina has enough water to form oceans around half the planet (1 act)
Zemina now has life: simplistic green shrubs. (1 act)