RE: Godhood XIV - Usurper [Honey Edition Turn 2]
03-25-2013, 06:17 AM
Craft twitches at Bacardi's comments, but says only yeah yeah, it's an obvious betrayal and an idiot protagonist, he reminded me many times I should have seen it coming...
Alpha... took the form of a string of coloured lights, each descending in heat and brightness. Like the Rainbow, but I distinctly remember a white light, above the red, serving as his head.
Urgh... I'll be fine, as long as we can just move on from this.
Amelia is right. A monument for me is a ridiculous idea. Just... I kind of want to forget my involvement in that whole thing, and it'd probably bring up the whole size... thing. I'd rather be known in here as what I really want to be, as a God - not the time I spent as a light source.
Break is a threat though. If you ultimately decide to build the monument, make it in whatever tongues you think we should teach this world's mortals, and make it serve as a warning about him, not as a pity prize for me. Really, I'd prefer to avoid being very much focused upon in it; I may have been the first of his brothers caught, but I highly doubt I was his first victim.
Craft is quiet for a moment, then suddenly back into his normal, polite demeanour. The shattered glass is repaired, and only those who know where to look can see the cracks.
Kahtrak. What exactly are you planning, with your parasite?
Alpha... took the form of a string of coloured lights, each descending in heat and brightness. Like the Rainbow, but I distinctly remember a white light, above the red, serving as his head.
Urgh... I'll be fine, as long as we can just move on from this.
Amelia is right. A monument for me is a ridiculous idea. Just... I kind of want to forget my involvement in that whole thing, and it'd probably bring up the whole size... thing. I'd rather be known in here as what I really want to be, as a God - not the time I spent as a light source.
Break is a threat though. If you ultimately decide to build the monument, make it in whatever tongues you think we should teach this world's mortals, and make it serve as a warning about him, not as a pity prize for me. Really, I'd prefer to avoid being very much focused upon in it; I may have been the first of his brothers caught, but I highly doubt I was his first victim.
Craft is quiet for a moment, then suddenly back into his normal, polite demeanour. The shattered glass is repaired, and only those who know where to look can see the cracks.
Kahtrak. What exactly are you planning, with your parasite?