RE: The Grand OC! [CONTEST NINETEEN: SUIT!]
06-06-2014, 01:38 AM
Name: LamPrey
Username: You can find me in the
Gender: A girl's best friend
Species: Power and prestige and local omnipotence, this guy's got it in
Text color: Total eclipse
Bio: A new god on the Praeterwatern circuit, LamPrey is the kind of asshole deity who describes all his interacting with mortals as "Faustian", and isn't even sorry about it. His home is Sonneratia, lawless court of thieves and vagrants, corrupt scriveners, grifters, drifters and anyone who thought they could twist any of the above for toil or treasure or coin. LamPrey claims Empress Levantine herself once sought an audience with him, about some accord or another his sea-proximal presence was violating, and he'll tell you he promised to never get so much as a manicured toe wet.
LamPrey is an interstellar vagrant, who had a very bad string of attempts to perform his connivery on beings who actually matched him for power. The Praeterwater universe, and the ease with which deities could manifest amongst mortals, suited his need for devil-dealing and generally being a bully.
Description: LamPrey manifests as a hugeass reptilian skull draped in illusory, translucent flesh. Where you'd expect a body, there are instead layers and layers of expensive, brocaded fabrics. He's certainly got no shortage of limbs (or prehensile sleeves, at least), but what kind of torso or legs lurk under there is a mystery.
He has an inordinate fondness of games, wagers, and other chances to demonstrate cunning (or creativity in rules-lawyering), and think it's hilarious when people swear revenge on him (provided he's much stronger than them). He's tolerant of people who can outsmart him, provided that they outsmart him on trivial matters. If he actually perceives you as a threat, he'll do most anything to crush you. If he's laughing, you're probably safe provided you haven't made anything approximating a verbal contract with him.
What with his reptuation now preceding him through most of the Gulespoor and mortals being less willing to seek him out for a bit of godly intervention in their lives, LamPrey's had a lot more spare time. He's been spending this making up all manner of games, most of which entail gambling. He's so desperate for playtesters that he'll actually play fair if you do deign to take him up on a match, and it's these little interactions with the populace that keep his memory alive. He's pretty annoyed that Praeterwater, on the whole, is too soggy and dark to play card games, which are his favourite.
Weapons/Abilities: LamPrey is a deity of Stakes, Chains, and Double Entendres. He's also a god, which means he grows in power as the above spheres predominate through whichever reality he's a part of. The Double Entendres is less about sex jokes and more a case to claim anything and everything relating to Stakes and Chains (and every permutation of those words) as under his jurisdiction. His robes seem to have one-way hammerspace properties - all manner of objects can be fished out of there, but it's not a storage closet.
His favourite trick is pulling into existence some kind of artifact which, on the surface, will help a supplicant with whatever problem for which they sought LamPrey out. These things are double-edged at best and flagrantly cursed at worst, with the expected backlash being roughly equivalent to how stupid or desperate LamPrey reckons you are. He can technically use deific might to do the more general god stuff, like shift continents or create life or even alternate planes of reality, but kind of prefers to be an omnipotent douchebag among men and working on a level they can appreciate.
A general niche as a god of Games throughout multiple universes and civilisations has given him a decent knowledge of many kinds of games (when it comes to Magic, he plays Blue/Black). He also gets a kick off being directly worshipped, though considering he's not the kind to help given only vague adulations, most people don't bother.
Username: You can find me in the
Gender: A girl's best friend
Species: Power and prestige and local omnipotence, this guy's got it in
Text color: Total eclipse
Bio: A new god on the Praeterwatern circuit, LamPrey is the kind of asshole deity who describes all his interacting with mortals as "Faustian", and isn't even sorry about it. His home is Sonneratia, lawless court of thieves and vagrants, corrupt scriveners, grifters, drifters and anyone who thought they could twist any of the above for toil or treasure or coin. LamPrey claims Empress Levantine herself once sought an audience with him, about some accord or another his sea-proximal presence was violating, and he'll tell you he promised to never get so much as a manicured toe wet.
LamPrey is an interstellar vagrant, who had a very bad string of attempts to perform his connivery on beings who actually matched him for power. The Praeterwater universe, and the ease with which deities could manifest amongst mortals, suited his need for devil-dealing and generally being a bully.
Description: LamPrey manifests as a hugeass reptilian skull draped in illusory, translucent flesh. Where you'd expect a body, there are instead layers and layers of expensive, brocaded fabrics. He's certainly got no shortage of limbs (or prehensile sleeves, at least), but what kind of torso or legs lurk under there is a mystery.
He has an inordinate fondness of games, wagers, and other chances to demonstrate cunning (or creativity in rules-lawyering), and think it's hilarious when people swear revenge on him (provided he's much stronger than them). He's tolerant of people who can outsmart him, provided that they outsmart him on trivial matters. If he actually perceives you as a threat, he'll do most anything to crush you. If he's laughing, you're probably safe provided you haven't made anything approximating a verbal contract with him.
What with his reptuation now preceding him through most of the Gulespoor and mortals being less willing to seek him out for a bit of godly intervention in their lives, LamPrey's had a lot more spare time. He's been spending this making up all manner of games, most of which entail gambling. He's so desperate for playtesters that he'll actually play fair if you do deign to take him up on a match, and it's these little interactions with the populace that keep his memory alive. He's pretty annoyed that Praeterwater, on the whole, is too soggy and dark to play card games, which are his favourite.
Weapons/Abilities: LamPrey is a deity of Stakes, Chains, and Double Entendres. He's also a god, which means he grows in power as the above spheres predominate through whichever reality he's a part of. The Double Entendres is less about sex jokes and more a case to claim anything and everything relating to Stakes and Chains (and every permutation of those words) as under his jurisdiction. His robes seem to have one-way hammerspace properties - all manner of objects can be fished out of there, but it's not a storage closet.
His favourite trick is pulling into existence some kind of artifact which, on the surface, will help a supplicant with whatever problem for which they sought LamPrey out. These things are double-edged at best and flagrantly cursed at worst, with the expected backlash being roughly equivalent to how stupid or desperate LamPrey reckons you are. He can technically use deific might to do the more general god stuff, like shift continents or create life or even alternate planes of reality, but kind of prefers to be an omnipotent douchebag among men and working on a level they can appreciate.
A general niche as a god of Games throughout multiple universes and civilisations has given him a decent knowledge of many kinds of games (when it comes to Magic, he plays Blue/Black). He also gets a kick off being directly worshipped, though considering he's not the kind to help given only vague adulations, most people don't bother.
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow