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Long long ago there was Silence and it was all but then the Nameless One spoke, and Sound began. The two gods, Silence and Sound warred, each trying to overwhelm the other. The conflict raged for a seemingly endless time. Eventually, tired of the struggle, the Nameless One stood between them. Sound and Silence clashed with the Nameless One, tearing into the powerful being. The torn flesh of the Nameless One coalesced into Stone and formed a great globe. The spilled blood splashed onto the globe, and formed the Sea. Finally, the conflicting aspects tore the eyes from the Nameless One, which lit with a great radiance and became the Sky. Slain, the Nameless One breathed its last, and in so doing instilled the magic of life into the world that Silence and Sound had torn and rent into being. The final breath of the god accomplished what it could not, and stilled both into mere Elements, bereft of will. Eons passed as life took hold upon the Sea and Stone. At first only simple life grew upon the world formed from the corpse of the Nameless One, but they became ever more complex. Eventually as, the Sky wheeled above life became more complex, having advanced from single cells into plants and animals. The essence of life is change though, and the power of the Nameless One was not completely gone. The power gathered around pieces of the slain god... Hey, Godgame. For the purposes of rules, I'll be using Fate Accelerated, but you don't really need familiarity with the system, as character creation is simple. Prospective gods should have one Aspect (a short descriptive phrase explaining your temperament and godly portfolio) and they have control over 5 Elements: Silence, Sound, Stone, Sea, and Sky.
Players pick one Element to master and one Element of weakness, all other Elements a character is neither strong nor weak in. A god always springs forth from their Mastery Element when born. A sheet would then resemble the following (italic example): God Name Epicurus Aspect Lord of Cookery Mastery Element Sky Weak Element Silence Descriptive text For those of you more familiar with Fate Accelerated, a Mastery Element is an Approach with +4, and a Weak Element has +1, while the other Elements are +2. Stunts are not really applicable here, but may be added later. Also will be handling Fate points and Refresh a little different which I'll get into once the game gets going. I'm looking for five applicants, and will keep a reserve if necessary.
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Okay, because this came up in IRC and I forgot. There's no intelligent life on the planet yet, at least, not to the extent of tribes of primitive people wandering around. There are plenty of non intelligent animals, birds, mammals, reptiles, fish, etc.. The world itself still contains traces of the Nameless One's power that didn't form into new gods that creates strange, miraculous places, some of which may be aware.
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May 19, 2016 18:13
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Pictures is good, I like pictures.
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May 19, 2016 20:16
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Yay applications! I'll give everyone a few more days to finalize their myth/personal creation legend and then start the game properly on Friday. Watch this thread!
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May 24, 2016 02:35
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At the Dawn of the Second Age The endless struggle of the elements, Sound and Silence, Stone Sea and Sky, abates for a moment as something new arrives. Unaware, the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and the fish of the great ocean pay no heed to the new intelligence born into the world that remains of the Nameless One. Deep in the forests, nimble primates shudder, almost, but not quite, aware and on the cusp of awakening. In the great ocean massive creatures gliding between the deeps and the surface let out a mournful song as they too sense the change. Born of Sky, born of Sea, born of Stone, born of Sound, born of Silence, new beings emerged. In days to come they would be praised or cursed as Gods. In these, their formative moments and the short time after, they stretch out their Awareness and discover their Power. The Awareness of the new gods grows to cover the entire world, from the blazing dead eyes of the Nameless One to the depths of its still bones. Their Power touches all corners of the world, and brushes against one another, and so the new gods became Aware of one another. The whisper of the Nameless One fills the ears of the new gods. "All these things I leave to you, my children. Rule wisely and well." Crisp map Blurry imgur version  Map courtesy of Donjon Fractal World Map generator There are no secrets from your eyes. There are no worshipers or potential worshipers now. You may uplift an animal species with your actions, the primates of the forests or the whales of the oceans would be the easiest, as they will evolve into potential worshipers in time even without intervention. Because you have no worshipers, you have no Fate Points. Kwyndig fucked around with this message at 22:34 on May 27, 2016 |
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May 27, 2016 17:58
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Meddling in the Fabric of Reality Two gods tug on the warp and the weft of things... and feel each other's intrusion into the higher realms. Shocked by the momentary contact of conflicting natures, reality rebounds slightly, returning its shape to what it was originally, at least, it feels the same as it did before the God of Order and the God of Discord worked their wills upon it. The center, for now, holds. Theantero roll -2+4=2, Frgrbgr roll 0+2=2, tie, no noticeable change. Entropy is slightly stronger, Souls (if they exist) have a slight chance of reincarnation. The general motion of the universe, however, is to continue with things living and then dying, and with that dying transform into something that is not alive.
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Jun 1, 2016 21:52
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LIFE Ripples of power spread throughout the world, touching the apes of the forest. A small extended family of medium sized apes, moving from tree to tree, shudder and fall. Wracked with pain, the apes move to scream, but Beleth's power severs their vocal apparatus and their mouths open silently and then close in understanding. Their paws twist and spasm and toes elongate into fingers, splitting into five fingers. Their heads crack with pain as the skulls reshape and the brains expand. This transformation takes several passages of the sun and moon, and finally, the Silent Ones emerge from the undergrowth. Ultimately unharmed by the transformation, the Silent Ones look up to the sky, their hands moving in silent supplication to their creator. They begin by sacrificing a handful of songbirds, ending the cacophony of the hated warbling, chirping, and singing with sharpened sticks after first catching the birds with crude nets woven from clinging vines. At this point Micaiah arrives, and sees the crude sacrifices the Silent Ones have made. She draws upon her power and attempts to instill in them a love of Sound... and fails. Instead, the Silent Ones cower in fear at her appearance, so like their sacrifice to their creator, Beleth. Their hands move as they communicate with a language of gestures and symbols, calling her the Evil One, and they flee. Time passes, as is its wont, and the gods, wrapped up in their own thoughts and strange inklings, notice it not as they recover from their great deeds. The Silent Ones have spread over a few generation and built a small civilization in the treetops. They make tools of wood and blunt stone, but do not dig into the earth or use fire, as both are anathema to them. The vast majority make sacrifice unto Beleth, although they are not driven by godly power to do so. Instead, they do so for protection from Micaiah, the Evil One and her creatures of Sound, who they now fear. In any society there are rebels though, and this one is no exception. Unable to make Sound with their bodies, a handful of the Silent Ones have taken to making tools using wood and animal parts to create music, which they dedicate to Micaiah. In the dead of night, these lonely songs ring out from isolated huts at the edges of the treeline, far from the priests of the Silent Ones. Beleth is extremely successful, and has uplifted a race of furred apes to full intelligence. They communicate using sign language and a limited form of emotional telepathy primarily used to draw attention to each other when they wish to 'speak'. At present, Beleth 'owns' the majority of the souls of the Silent Ones (you may name them something else if you wish) and has thus earned 2 Fate Points from their worship. You may spend them one at a time to increase your power on specific actions as long as it matches your Aspect. However, Micaiah's meddling has not been completely unsuccessful, as a smaller contingent of the Silent Ones have awakened a love of Sound and now belong to her, earning 1 Fate Point. The concepts of Protection, Sacrifice, Evil, Dedication, and Music are of particular note, as the Silent Ones have incorporated them into their two opposing religions. At present the Dedicated of Micaiah are not known to the Protected of Beleth, although the Dedicated are aware of the Protected.
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The Birds and the Babies Burning with a radiance to outshine the stars, Micaiah touches the Dedicated amongst the Silent Ones. The fire of her presence seared away their fur, causing feathers to bloom in their place. Flesh melted and reshaped under her gaze, and the Tengu were born. She took to the air with a cry for her new followers to join her. Tentatively, the Tengu took their first steps and stretched their newfound wings. One by one they croaked out rough cries as they took to the air. Soon, they practiced how to use their new wings and voices on the long flight to the high mountains, and they all raised their voices to the air. With the guidance of their goddess, they roughed out a new, spoken, language combining tones and beats. It was a very rhythmic language, capable of great beauty. Meanwhile, in the depths of the ocean, the God of Discord, Nar'ran reached the great leviathans of the deep. The twin aspects of the God sired and gave birth to many new, smaller, beings. They gathered around their divine parent in their multitudes and joined their voices in a new song. They began to use their new more nimble bodies to dive both deeply and ascend highly to gather materials. Time passes and the Tengu become fascinated with the pure tones from striking strange glittering rocks together. They discover and quickly master fire and make the first steps into metallurgy. In the lowland forests the Silent Ones learn how to breed plants and animals to make them easier to harvest, more fruitful, and most importantly to them, less noisy. In the ocean the Folk learn to gather shoals of fish and build shelters against sharks. Beleth's link to some of the Tengu remains, but at a more unconscious level. Nar'ran gains 1 Fate Point from the unorganized worship of the Folk (you can rename them if you wish). Micaiah gains an additional Fate Point, bringing her to 2 Fate Points. The Tengu are entering the Bronze Age as Hunter-Gatherers, and the Silent Ones have discovered both Agriculture and Selective Breeding. The Folk have learned basic Animal Husbandry, but have no real technology.
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Blood in the Water The God of Discord is aptly named. A new intelligent species comes into existence in the upper reaches of the great ocean, born into conflict. The first war begins as Deeplings and the new Shoreward, incited by their shared god, come to blows. For the first time since the great conflict between the Nameless One, Silence, and Sound, blood is spilled in mortal combat with intent. The conflict rages on for generations, neither side giving or even understanding the concept of mercy. This conflict pushes both people ever forward with new discoveries. The Deeplings find the smoking vents at the bottom of the ocean, and begin to harness these dangerous fires to make tools and weapons while the Shoreward learn how to make short trips onto land to gather wood and rocks to do the same. Daggers turn into spears and then harpoons with cruel barbs. Both sides begin to fashion shields and crude armor, with the Shoreward having the advantage of using lighter wood shields while the Deeplings' larger bodies let them carry more and deadlier harpoons with heavier metal armor. All the while this war wages unseen to the surface world, the Silent Ones and the Tengu continue to lead their separate lives. The Silent Ones have a sudden explosion of logic and reasoning, as the first Natural Philosophers arise from their ranks. These men and women are possessed of a great curiosity in how the world works, and set out to study the relation between them and the natural world. These early steps are almost lost however, by the interference of Micaiah. The impossible music of the wind in the trees has a devastating effect on the Silent Ones at first, messengers swing too and fro between the treetop villages and early cities as the leading Philosophers and Priests are contacted for an explanation, any explanation. Soon, explorers discovered that the strange music could only be heard in the forest winds, and not in the winds of the mountains or the plains. With heavy heart, the Silent Ones came to a single, baffling, conclusion. They must leave the forest. They packed up their belongings, gathered their herds, and destroyed their homes. Some traveled to the plains of the west and the north, others to the mountains of the east, a few brave hearted souls even built crude boats and headed south across the sea. All of them built new settlements and spread across the world. Meanwhile, the Tengu continued their slow progress and made their own music. Little did they know that soon the other branch of their family tree would be knocking on their door. Would it be in peaceful trade, or war? Only the Gods know for sure.
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Civilization In the peoples of this world, changes begin again. The Deeplings and the Shoreward are shocked from their hatreds by the revelations provided by their dual natured god. The Natural Philosophers of the Silent Ones, driven by forces they now seek to master, seize control of their society. The newly formed Ocean Confederation begin a golden age, as both Deepling and Shoreward alike share knowledge, culture, and resources. They discover a means to speed and direct the life cycle of coral, and build incredible living cities that brim with friendship and song as much as they teem with fish and people. Birth rates skyrocketed and explorers begin to find evidence that the two peoples are Not Alone in the world. In all things, the Law of Words held primary, and all disputes are settled with impassioned rhetoric in the Courts, which are simultaneously civic and holy sites, each one dedicated to the remembrance of the Great Peace Debates, as they came to be known. Meanwhile, on the surface, the Silent Ones spread out ever onward to avoid the great forest that was their now accursed birthplace. The Natural Philosophers, always at the forefront of new ideas, decided that they alone should control the flow of knowledge and thus power within their society. Renamed the Philosopher Kings, they seized control of the means of production and directed the labor of their 'lessers' in experiments to determine the natural laws from which all order sprang. In only a short time they discovered many things: writing, glassblowing, astronomy, Mendelian inheritance, metallurgy, slavery, cartography, mathematics and geometry. The Philosopher Kings believed themselves to be the masters of the world, and the sole intelligent beings upon it... Until they met the Tengu. The Tengu were still a fairly primitive people, but they had one advantage that the Silent Ones did not, iron. The pines of the high slopes made a rich charcoal suitable for smelting this dull colored metal they found in deep caves within the mountains. They quickly realized iron's superiority over the bronze they had previously been working, and when the Silent Ones came with their phalanxes of spearmen outfitted with soft bronze in search of conquest, they found the Tengu too hard a nut to crack. After a few early skirmishes, the Philosopher Kings closest to the mountains realized they could not defeat the Tengu in force of arms. The winged warriors had the advantages in both mobility and weaponry, as their iron spears and arrows cut through the Silent One's armor and shields almost laughably easily and the heavy bronze made their own soldiers too slow to counter the Tengu hit and run tactics. One of the Philosopher Kings, Socrates, took it upon himself to study the Tengu in more detail. While at first communication proved problematic, as the Silent Ones remain mute, he was able to teach a captured Tengu how to read and write to function as an interpreter. This Tengu, Thirsts-for-Sky, explained to Socrates the creation legend of her people... which sent shockwaves through the kingdoms of the Silent Ones. At first the Philosopher Kings refused to believe the tale of gods transforming a small minority of their own people into winged singers, for were not the Silent Ones the only beings to be blessed with inability to make noises from the throat? Examination of Tengu bodies, and exploration of early, long abandoned, Tengu settlements confirmed the similarities between the two early cultures. It was also backed by the early religious teachings of the Silent Ones about a mischievous evil god who took the form of a giant bird, who matched the description of the Tengu's creator. Now both sides maintain an uneasy peace, and wait for a sign from the gods.
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The Great Flood And so it came to pass that the God of Discord looked upon the dry land, and in its jealousy called forth a mighty storm to drown the plains. Beleth tried in vain to stay the wrath of Nar'ran, but the Sea was the dominion of the God of Discord, and Discord's will would not be denied. The Silent Ones scrambled to build their boats, somewhat confused by the will of their god, but His Wisdom was soon seen as the endless torrent of rain and waves washed away many of their homes. The most fertile of the lands was washed away entire, leaving only the rocky higher grounds spared. Many of the accursed forests also survived. Not all was as Nar'ran planned, however, for the new seas were far too bitter for the Shoreward, and far too shallow for the Deeplings. Neither was all as Beleth planned, for many of the Silent Ones, swayed by Two-Tongues, took refuge in the mountain homes of the Tengu. What will come of this new mixing of what was once one people remains to be seen. The Silent Ones are now a scattered, broken people. They have grown divided into two groups, the hardy Mountain Folk, who have grown thicker fur and focused on their innate telepathic gifts to better allow them to communicate with the Tengu, and the Sea Wanderers, who have lost their fur under the hot sun and most live their entire lives without ever seeing dry land. The Sea Wanderers, unknowing or perhaps uncaring, prey upon the people of the Ocean Federation, attacking isolated Shoreward and devouring their flesh. They ignore the Shoreward's attempts to parley or invoke the Law of Words, for they are still Silent Ones, and the babble of the deep is meaningless to them. The great ocean is harsh and violent once more. Meanwhile in the forests that remain, Micaiah flits down, and finds a small, red, adorable predator. It hunted primarily small birds and bugs, along with what rodents it could catch. As this was a time of great change, it was fortunate for these creatures, as the climate was now inhospitable to their primary prey species, a type of flightless bird that Angelus had named 'Chicken'. With the gift of intelligence, these new people, named Kitsune were able to learn how to climb trees and catch flying birds as they slept. They were able to fashion nets and learned that fish was good to eat. They discovered fruit, apple was considered especially delicious! The Kitsune found the remnants of the Silent Ones civilization from before the great exodus and were confused. Where were the people who lived in the trees? Angelus spent many years in peace amongst the Ocean Federation, and both learned much. It was considered a Golden Age, save that the Shoreward were warned to avoid the strangers who plied the surface of the ocean, especially during heavy storms when they could easily be separated from their pod of friends. For the first time The Arts flourished amongst the peoples of the ocean, and many great plays and songs were written. Okay so I didn't have the inclination to manually remove every little marker on the map that is now underwater. 
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Babel and the Sea of Blood For a time the oceans ran red, and everything that touched it died. The birds, the fish, the deep sea monsters, the people of the Ocean Federation, all died in agony. Nothing survives. Even the Sea Wanderers find their numbers severely reduced by the Time of the Blood Sea, as they came to call it. Then the sky above blazed in light. Angelus' Tower of Words, the mighty Babel that reached unto the heavens, was opposed by Micaiah's will. Wind and storm and fire raged against Babel for forty days, each day the Sun blazed in fury, and each night the Moon raged in concert. Any who attempted to cross the Blood Sea and reach Babel perished, though they felt its strong pull. Until finally, one day, the Sky ceased its fury, and the Sea ceased its killing, both spent. Babel stood proud over the once more blue ocean, and life began anew in its depths. The keepers of Babel released fish and fowl back into Sea and Sky from within their mighty fastness, and the ocean's bounty renewed. Such however, could not be said for the Ocean Federation... slain to the last child, their bones failed to even rot at the bottom of the poison seas, corpses cruelly intact, preserved by the very forces that destroyed them for even decay is a part of life. The cruel wills of the gods cannot be denied however, and from the depths arose a new thing, a terrifying unliving amalgam of Shoreward and Deepling fused together by the will of Nar'ran. Unbreathing, these creatures, which would come to be known as the Surfaced, spread their dread gospel in chants of praise from stilled lungs. They would drag chests ashore which contained the great writings of their former people and leave them in their wake. Any slain by one of the Surfaced would themselves rise again as a holy servant of Nar'ran, to forever bear the marks of their death. Unsuspecting, the Tengu and the Mountain Folk expand their reach as the oceans slowly recede to their original levels. The two people prosper and in fact even intermarry, although such a union results in children who mostly bear the features of one parent with perhaps a single gift from the other. Now long used to joyous song, the Mountain Folk help the Tengu reach out to the Kitsune in their forest homes, and the three peoples form a new nation, the Union of People. The Union is threatened however, by the coming Terror from the Deep... Nar'ran gains an additional Fate point. Micaiah gains an additional Fate point. By the end of the next action, unless something is done to reverse it, the sea levels will return to their original (beginning of game) state.
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The Arguing Horde and the Scalekin As before, life is reformed by Godly touch. The reptiles of the deserts at first seem poorly suited for intelligence, sluggish and weak, but as the process of guided evolution speeds through their forms things change. Legs become arms, feet turn into hands, tails tilt as pelvises realign and shoulders shift necks upwards. Skulls grow bulbous as brains expand under the incredible radiance of the words seeking expression. Soon enough, the first of the Scalekin raised her voice to the air. Others responded, and the Words poured forth, forming a nomadic people. The Scalekin spread out along the shorelines, never settled in one place for long. They had a great curiosity about the world, and quickly advanced. They used the magic inherent in Words to build and shape their environment, discovering carts, harnesses, wagons, rafts and then boats and even ships. Always on the move, the Scalekin sought what was beyond the horizon. The sudden and rapid explosion of the Scalekin onto the scene brought them soon enough into contact with the Union. The Union, for their part, were distracted by the intervention of their patron goddess and the strange headaches and visions that had begun to plague the Mountain Folk. Their first meetings were amicable enough, but neither group had anything they wished to trade and the Scalekin ended up disdaining the sedentary agricultural ways of the Union as weak. The Union took to the words of Micaiah perhaps too well. Tengu and Kitsune began to train in the arts of war long neglected by the Mountain Folk and built stout walls of wood or stone around their settlements. Instead of expanding their territory, they fortify and consolidate. With so many minds in close proximity, science advanced at a rapid pace. Miners in the deepness of the mountains find a strange black rock that burns readily. Intrigued by a stone that burns, the descendants of the Philosopher Kings begin to experiment with the substance. They quickly discover that the new substance burns much hotter and more reliably than any other fuel and it revolutionizes their works. After many explosions and more than a few injuries, the newly christened 'coal' is utilized in almost every aspect of society. Streets are lit by coal gas, homes heated by coal, even transportation is transformed with the discovery of the steam boiler. It is discovered that steam boilers, with the addition of gears, can do the work of many men or animals, and the first trains are built to ship goods between the now growing cities. A series of accidents leads to the discovery that heated air can lift objects, and a simple hand powered screw leads to balloons taking to the skies. Meanwhile, the Surfaced continued to endlessly debate with one another outside the walls of the Union fortress cities. They are heedless of the damage they sustain from Union spears hurled from walls or balloons, as nothing seems capable of ending their strange animation. They continue to try, and fail, to convert living recruits to their cause by staging elaborate plays, feasts, and orations. An outsider would consider these performances macabre, as the Surfaced make no effort to hide their unhealing wounds and unnatural appearances as walking corpses, some of them in advanced states of decay. Many things are in process and some of them won't come to fruit until next turn. The Union of People have reached the Industrial Revolution (sans gunpowder). Kwyndig fucked around with this message at 03:41 on Jul 6, 2016 |
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