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Gawd MacGawdmawder

An immortal half-angel/demon/vampire/lycan/neko/human/dragon hybrid. Able to control the elements/time/space and carries a 15-foot gawd killing sword.

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Skallagrim

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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Description

Is tall, taller than anyone else that is in the scene, always. Will always be taller, every time.

Has multi-colored hair that is long and braided in a single tail that falls to the middle of his impossibly massive and sculpted back. His hair changes colors often depending on the mood he is in.

His arms and chest and legs are knotty-goodness of corded muscles of planet destroying strength.

Personality

Is fun loving, yet can go berserk for no reason what so ever.

Equipment

Wears a kilt and heavy leather boots. Carries his massive sword called planet buster.

Controls the elements, all of them.

Controls Space and Time.

Is immune to fear as he is a MacGawdmawder, and is completely immune to any powers that normal people/beings and things control or wield.

Occasionally rides a massive dragon, so large that it can easily swallow the earth within it's maw. The dragon can fly through space and time.

History

Born of the troubled times when false Gawds wandered the multiverse spewing ridiculous inanities of their supposed power and strength.

Gawd MacGawdmawder's Story

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-24 11:23:51, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder
# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-24 11:25:49, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Strolls into the bar swaggering with awesomeness. Gawd stood and stared at everyone inside. With a hearty guffaw the mighty Gawd walked towards the bar, "Bring me several casks of ale and a plate of meats!" he bellowed.
# Gambit's Bar, 2009-08-24 11:29:09, as a chat transcript.
Eying the bar and the small mugs and glasses that lined a hanging rack, Gawd snorted and shook his head, it was a shame to consume the elixirs with such small objects. The sounds and sights of the bar warmed him to the cockles.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-12 14:52:33, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Walked into the bar, eyed the crazy woman screaming some ridiculous order to get away from the bar, clearly she was daft and drunk on way to much alcohol which clearly impaired her ability to perceive her surroundings. "Perhaps someone should cut her off she is obviously delusional."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-12 14:59:09, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Taking a seat at a table, Gawd snorted at the commercial on the telly, 'Oi can ye turn that to American Fooseball? And where the hell is the bar wench?" His large boots propped the table.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-12 15:05:04, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Clearly the service at this bar had gone down hill with the excessive battles of good and evil that seemed to plague the poor place. Sometimes good and evil should just sit and have a beer and talk things over polite like.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-12 15:10:38, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Now that the insane world shatter battle between good and evil seemed to have abated, Gawd stood and trudged wearily out of the bar.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 10:52:37, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Swaggers into the bar, a whole elk slung over his brawny, beefy shoulders. A large cask of something that smelled sweet under his arm. The bright kilt awash with crimson splatters. The ten-point antlers getting hung up in the door jamb causing the giant of a man to wrench the head causing the frame to creak and crack as the head swung inward. With a knowing wink the large man dropped the beast on the bar with a thud. "I'll be eatin that fer lunch if ye can cook it fer me."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 10:55:24, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Finding a table Gawd swung out several chairs and plopped down after unhooking his sword and leaning it against the table. With a grunt two feet landed on the table, eying Jakob"Rare would be fine lad rare would be fine."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:00:30, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Opening the cask, Gawd managed to pull a large mug out of thin air. With a deft hand he poured the scintillating amber liquid into the mug and took a deep draught. Smacking his lips an expansive grin spread across his face. Looking around he nodded to Lyra Verriah his toothy grin lecherous. "G'day to ye. Care for a bite of Elk?" Then the sound of shouting drew his attention to the standing man.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:04:22, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Standing the man-mountain carefully lifted everything up carefully and balanced it all on his thick sinews and carried everything, sword, cask, table and three chairs to Lyra Verriah. "Me names Gawd, Gawd MacGawdmawder. Pleased ta meet'cha" he grunted as he dropped everything with a rumble and swirled a chair towards the woman.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:09:40, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder The foamy mead sloshing over the mug as the woman spoke, eying her with his lighting colored eyes, Gawd snorted, "I heard that before. I have ta meet this God person sometime,perhaps wrestle him..." A great snorting laughter erupted from the massive chest as he offered the woman a sip of the mead from the mighty mug.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:14:35, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Snorting a great gust from his nose, Gawd took the mug back and drank deeply a moment before answering, "Admittedly a weaker ale than I usually summon. I apologize, normally they are much stronger." Glancing at Jakob "Oy, lad make that another trencher fer the lady to sample from." Looking back at Lyra Verriah he smiled "By yer leave of course."
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:20:44, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder "I'd feed this to a suckling babe..." Gawd said as he eyed the mug, holding it up to the lights. Frowning he eyed the woman again, "Ye didnae think dis was strong did ye?" His hands gripping the mug tightly, knuckles turning white a moment before relaxing again.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:26:45, as written by Skallagrim
Gawd MacGawdmawder Sitting back the massive corded muscles relaxing as Gawd grinned again, "Grand. So tell me Lyra Verriah, where da ye hail from? Yer not someone I remember seeing in this place before." As he spoke he leaned back and scratched his belly, exposing the knotted muscles and scars that lined his body. His eyes twinkled with a mischievous glint. He was focused squarely in the woman before him. A shadow seemed to pass before his face, causing the eyes to flicker and flash light mini-bolt of lightning.
# Gambit's Bar, 2010-09-21 11:46:46, as written by Skallagrim
Hmm

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