Unmake the World
There comes an end for all things, and entire planets are no exception. Here is an opportunity for seven literate roleplayers to experience firsthand the terrible apocalypse of a dying world!
Setting
Calanin is an abandoned planet, a wasteland of slag and vile refuse. Titanic abominations without name wander the surface in search of wellsprings of vitality, returning precious life-stuff to their god-king and creator. So suffused is Calanin with their essence that it has become awake- and its voice has not gone unheard. Four ancient deities have formed avatars, physical representations of their own incomprehensible beings, in order to destroy the planet and its burgeoning self-awareness before it gains a true soul.
The field of combat is anything you can imagine- blackened forests, leveled plains, blasted mountainsides, even the depths of stagnant oceans. City ruins are also an option (each civilization on Calanin was, at the bare minimum, 'modern' by our standards). There's nowhere you can't go, so use that to your advantage and strive to write truly cataclysmic battles!
Rules
There are very few. There's to be no powerplaying or 'god'moding in the traditional sense: since we're all tremendously powerful entities, there's no invulnerability by any means whatsoever! You're encouraged to go with the flow of the story, rather than put all of your focus into 'winning'. If it would be more appropriate to die, die- but not without an awe-inspiring last action or strike. Remember, whatever side comes out victorious, Calanin is going to be destroyed.
There are no character sheets. I merely desire the name of your 'god', bold and underlined, followed by a general description of his/her/its origin, domain ('power', skills, unique traits) and the appearance of their avatar. There are two sides in this conflict: the Old Gods and the Titans, who fight to survive long enough to multiply and challenge the order of divinities.
SEVEN MORE PLAYERS ARE REQUIRED: 3 OLD GODS | 4 TITANS
As a last point, the goal here is to write out combat of biblical proportions and have LOADS OF FUN WITH IT. Crush cities! Raze continents! Let all the universe know your true power, let no holds be barred by writer nor character.
YOU CAN POST AS SOON AS YOU ARE ACCEPTED. ONCE THERE IS AT LEAST 1 PLAYER ON BOTH SIDES, COMBAT MAY COMMENCE!
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Aeomanric the Just
Long before the advent of mortal life, Aeomanric ruled over a clachan of five hundred Gods alongside three forgotten entities, each of whom contributed a unique skill essential to their reign. They were the Just, the Stoic, the Benevolent and the Wise, and their rule was long and prosperous. Now only the first remains and his flock is lost, fallen to time or corruption. He has taken it upon himself to learn all the different traits of his fallen brothers and bring order to the next generation of divinities, fearing the consequences of such incredible power left unchecked.
His avatar appears as a hawk-faced, elderly blind man with mid-back length white hair and a long, narrow white beard, dressed in robes that constantly billow, trading light for shadow and melting in and out of the darkness of the landscape. The hem brushes the earth, obscuring sandal-clad feet but nothing that commands such attention as his sword. Perhaps 2/3 his own height and hewn from the bedrock of his homeworld, it is a monolithic tool of judgement.
It was Aeomanric who decided to put an end to Calanin's warping, having come to disturbing conclusions as to the path its new inhabitants were taking- one that could lead to the creation of Titans all throughout the multiverse, and the consuming of entire mortal races by their own planets.








