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located in Blank Universe, a part of Omnipotence, one of the many universes on RPG.

Blank Universe

Default Location for Omnipotence. It is flat, gray, dreary, ugly, etc. For now (5/8/13) there is nothing.


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Character Portrait: Gromm
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Elsewhere in the material plane, another entity stirred.

The landscape that he had chosen to awaken in was flat, monotone, and featureless - in other words, completely indistinguishable from any other part of the God's great work.  Being so unremarkable, the few mortal creatures that already existed had never taken more than a passing glance at it.  This had allowed the new deity to use the land as the focal point for his emergence.

He had started, as he always would, slowly.  The alterations he made were few and far between; a minor breeze here, a shift in the dirt there, building a suitable body for a deity, speck by speck.  The process was minutely executed and would have lasted for years, had this universe been designed with a concept of time in mind.  Another being might have called it needlessly laborious; he called it sensibly scripted.  Regardless of how overly drawn out the great birthing was, the end result was just as desired: a sturdy bipedal shell, fashioned from the dust of the grey world and infused with the will to change it.

The body of Gromman Craggon was enormous.  Not particularly tall or broad per se, but in the sense of something that has been built about fifty percent over scale.  All his limbs were covered in black lines, curving and spiking in nigh-unnoticeable ways.  The only accessory to his head were a pair of perfectly round, black eyes, peering out from a rock-solid skull of earth.

They twitched.

With an almost reverential smoothness, Gromman Craggon bent to the ground on one knee.  Digging his hands into the grey dust beneath his feet, he drew an outline, the dust hardening at his touch.  When he placed a hand in the centre of the shape, it detached from the ground and came away in his fingers.  More formless matter quickly flowed into the gap, covering it as if it had never existed.

He turned the tablet over, inspecting it for blemishes.  Yes, for now it would be adequate.  As he held it in his stone grip, a black dot appeared on its top left corner.  Though to a mortal it would appear static, a deity would see that it was spreading at a subatomic crawl, developing minuscule curves and spikes just like Gromman Craggon's own body markings.  He inclined his head in satisfaction,  pushed the tablet into the grip of his right hand and stood up.  Clouds of dust rose in his wake as he turned and began to walk.

When moving into a new universe, it is always advisable to say hello to the neighbours first.