[Game] Deify page 14

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Asmel

Watching the fight in progress, I sigh. “I was hoping for answers, but not a brawl… I am sorry, but I am the Switzerland in this conflict.”

I snap my fingers and a boot-shaped chair is summoned. Waving my hand once seated, a plate falls down with a steak the shaped of Switzerland and cheese with holes in it beside the steak. Bringing out a red ovular thing, I flip it open to reveal a steak knife. “This reminds me… I have to go to the bank after,” I state before tearing into the steak.

 
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Malokiden
Seriously. Why does everyone hate Arkfurionsk? He seems like a pretty cool god. He gets shit done. And if your not on his badside he’s somewhat fun to hang around.

 
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Originally posted by Ronaga:

Malokiden
Seriously. Why does everyone hate Arkfurionsk? He seems like a pretty cool god. He gets shit done. And if your not on his badside he’s somewhat fun to hang around.

(Azorel can’t help himself around bad people.)

 
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Originally posted by gammaflux:
Originally posted by Ronaga:

Malokiden
Seriously. Why does everyone hate Arkfurionsk? He seems like a pretty cool god. He gets shit done. And if your not on his badside he’s somewhat fun to hang around.

(Azorel can’t help himself around bad people.)

[yeah but every person besides Malo and asmel is up on his ass. they are all over it]

 
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[I am neutral Ronaga… =’( ]

Kitaska

“Okay Asmel, I will go sort out the dragons, but first one question, do you mind if I come join in the Deity Switzerland?” [I love all the puns btw, Roks =3]
 
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[I don’t hate him i’m scared of him.]

Luto

“Well so much for cards.” I say to myself. “Fights are a good form of entertainment too I suppose.” I say as the fight between Arkfurionsk and Richter starts.

 
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Richter
Raising my shield while pushing my blade toward the ground, I wait for Arkfurionsk to strike first. “A god of slaughter would be too difficult to overpower, but not so to parry; I need be patient and stalwart.” I think while analyzing the area with my sword.

 
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Malokiden
“Richter no” I get out of my chair and analyze the room. "No need to get “AHEAD” of yourself. the man just got here. And besides there are people here" Then I change my tone to a more joking matter “and it would be a SHAME if there was blood spilt tonight” I then begin a medium chuckle to myself.

 
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Xinuriel

“Deity Switzerland sounds pretty good to me. Hope you don’t mind if I join in” I tell to Asmel and Kitaska, then sitting in a chair away from the fight. “If you’re going to fight, do it in other place other than the meeting hall. This place is sacred, and I shall not tolerate that you want to ruin it for a stupid and pointless fight”

 
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Malokiden
“yeah no getting blood on the carpet. Someone has to clean that you know”

 
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Asmel

“All can join Deity Switzerland, you do not have to choose a side to fight on. I am not forcing you to fight in Deity Switzerland, but there is just one rule. Just no fighting.” I smile at the people wanting to join in on the neutrality.
 
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[I like how everyone is fighting about the fight even though helltank is probably AFK right now]

 
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Kitaska

Pleased to be accepted into Asmels group, I set off to talk to the dragons, and convince them to giveme info and to calm down.
 
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[Don’t need to worry Ronaga. I would be pissed at a god who feeds on pain and fear and who just boasted, in the middle of a crowded meeting hall, of pwning a weaker goddess for power.]
Arkfurionsk Inferfurie
I smile as the knife turns into a long, pointed scythe.
“No need to worry, Malokiden. I’ll be responsible for disposing of Richter’s corpse.”
The scythe sweeps towards Richter in a long, obvious path. Midflight, I change it to a broadsword and bring it crashing down towards Richter’s knees, aiming for his legs.

 
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Azorel
Azorel, to far away from the commotion at the meeting hall to hear it, heads down to earth. “Next time I see him, he’ll be punished for his crimes.” Azorel says while gripping onto his sword.

 
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Frostix
I walk beck inside to find the other deities talking about “deity Switzerland” and quickly decide to join.“I do believe that Switzerland is nearly as cold as my palace so I would like to join as well”

 
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Owen

I shove my head out of another portal, ending up hanging my head out upside-down from the ceiling. “I HAVE ARRIVED!” Again, it’s pretty nondescript. Big meeting hall, deities convening for a meeting, deities fighting, crystals… I retract my head once again. Wait a second. What was that? I shove my head back through the closing portal, almost getting my head caught in the process. “Oh. I’m actually here. My lateness was caused by a doctor’s appointment, or something. I secretly contracted… Uh… Amnesia… But it’s all fixed now.” That was actually half-fitting.

Oddly enough, this was entirely inappropriate, as people (or rather, Gods) are diverting attention from me by fighting each other. “… But this doesn’t look very much like a meeting, since I thought meetings involved communications and solving disputes verbally. Those who love their cleaning staff don’t splatter themselves all over the rug-It would really be quite an inconvenience to clean. Believe me, I’ve tried.” I lost a bet with Mari, and I had to clean a bunch of gore-stained stuff. Usually by hand, no less. I’m kind of glad she does stuff like that normally. Not that there’s much of it to do, usually. “Although maybe I should quit while I’m ahead, I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that by you trying to splatter each others’ internal organs,” Do we even have such things? “That strange matters are afoot. Then again, why do I even care? Go ahead and break a leg.” Would people even pay attention to me and my speech? They were Gods, after all. Humans are inattentive and arrogant enough that it’s rare to find one willing to listen- Gods might only have this amplified by their vastly superior power. I’m one too, but I do try my best to act civil. And hey, at least they won’t try to kill me on sight. I hope.

 
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Frostix
I hear a noise and look up and by chance I see a severed head there. I freeze it at the neck so it can’t get back through the portal and then call up to it to come down

 
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Geia
I sigh, facepalming at the fight that has broken out. To be honest, there’s not really much point trying to intervene in deific combat beyond forming a temporary pocket dimension around the fight, if it happens to be on the mortal plane and unprotected in such a manner – usually, attempts at further intervention just suck the unfortunate into the fight alongside the other two, and regardless, unless one deity gets ganged up on, both and/or every side just wears itself down until either one participant is left with enough energy to leave shortly afterward, or, in the case of deities with equal power, as I suspect this fight may well be a case of, none are. And, since this is already in a sealed location where harm to mortal beings can be avoided, the only thing to do is watch or leave.
‘…I don’t particularly want to watch this. I’ll be on Earth if anyone needs me.’ .
That being said, I tear a hole in reality and slip through to a particular forest where a reasonable percentage of my worshipers are concentrated. I feel like visiting them, I think.

 
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Originally posted by Knoob85687:

Owen

Those who love their cleaning staff don’t splatter themselves all over the rug-It would really be quite an inconvenience to clean. .

[No one likes blood on the carpet……no one]

 
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Richter
“As I thought, never would he start from a vital area.” I notice upon him moving. I quickly bring down my shield and lock in into place near my legs. The instant my shield blocks his swipe, I transform it back into a scale, which proceeds to chain up his weapon. Keeping my sword planted in the ground, I take the scale with both hands and use its chains and Arkfurionsk’s own weapon to tie his hands behind his back. “It was kind of you to grant me the opportunity to spar with you here,” I say, then proceeding to whisper near his ear, “But your trickery in combat is more suitable in the audience of gods like Malokiden.” After speaking, I undo the lock made by the scale and put it away. “I’m releasing you early, Arkfuriosk. I hope you can make something of yourself without making messes of others.” I then turn to the bystander deities and encourage them that I don’t intend to execute and deities this year, “It’s different. Too many casualties at the hands of my followers last year, I’m going to see how prison reformation works this time around.” Patting Arkfurionsk on the back, I tell him, “I hope you don’t hate me for the demonstration of modern law enforcement and criminal apprehension, but with you having the most experience as a repeat offender, you would have been best suited for the role of a violent attacker.”

 
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Azorel (In the form of a 10 year old girl.)

Azorel travels around earth for a bit and happens upon a man who has lost all of his money from bandits. “Do you need help getting it back?” Asks Azorel. “No, no its ok. I don’t want you to get hurt little girl. My paycheck is coming in soon and I can pay off my monthly fees. So there’s no point in getting involved.” The man pats Azorel’s head. “You know you remind me of my daughter.” He says happily.

Azorel stares blankly at him then turns away from the man. “Where do they live?” He asks, his voice childlike due to his current form. The man gets out of his seat. “You’re not serious are you little girl? These guys are crazy. They’ve killed many people and forced others into slavery. What makes you think someone your age can defeat them?” Azorel turns back towards him. “Tell me where they are, and don’t worry. I’ll get your 10 year old daughter back too.” The man gets a confused look on his face. “How do you know about my daughter?” He asks. Suddenly a commotion is heard outside of the small cabin. Someone is screaming, begging for their life. “Don’t kill me. Please don’t kill me.” The sound is followed by a man yelling. “If you can’t pay the monthly taxes, you can’t afford to live.” “Please no!” The voice yells out.

After hearing this Azorel says. “I’ll be back, with your daughter Master. Stay here, while I take care of this.” Azorel heads towards the fighting.

(Hooray for side-quests)

(Notice: If anyone wants to join this side-plot for any reason just pm me. Or make your arrival a surprise. Whatever you decide I guess XD.) P.S.: If you do join this side-plot make sure your deity actually has a good reason to be there in the first place. :P (Something logical-ish, or just because your deity was bored and exploring.)

 
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Luto

“Well this has been boring. I’m leaving. If anyone feels like bothering me i’ll be at the Lucky Bastard casino bathing in gold.” I say as I stand up and leave the room.

 
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(Jumping back in. :D:D:D:D)

Xenophonite

I lie in a flawless white couch, staring at a television. My fingers pressed a button on a remote, changing channels on the television. I stumbled upon a little girl dressed in pink talking to some mean-looking men in black. There was a man trembling in the background. I got up and stared at the television. The men in black approached the girl, and I assumed their intentions were no good. I shot a lightning bolt at the television and I was sucked in. I appeared behind the criminals and in front of the old man in a white and blue suit, holding an amazing gold handled and guarded sword with a clean silver blade. I brought up my sword and pointed it at the back of the neck of one of the bastards.

“Halt!” I suddenly yelled as the man turned around with vicious speed. He stared at me with bloodshot eyes.
“Who are you?” He asked me with a frown on his face.
“I am the destroyer of your life,” I said as a grin took place on my face. “Now, get ready to meet your end, inhuman bastard.”

I ran forward and leaped up.


So, should I just quickly end these guys or what?

 
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Azorel
Azorel hesistates to take out his sword. Azorel doesn’t want to steal Xenophonite’s kills. “Go ahead Xenophonite, but leave the one in red alive. He isn’t nearly as bad as the others.” The bandit gives a sigh of relief at this. “Punish him as you see fit though.” The bandit in red immediately tenses up again. Azorel heads towards the man who cried out for help. “Where is the bandits hideout?”