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 Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:17 pm
Recently, you've had this odd feeling whenever a certain topic comes up. A burning in your belly, a clutch around your heart.
You see a child being carried in her mother's arms on the street, and you viciously wish to hold her.
When a man dripping with gold walks by, the pain to be weighted down as he is overwhelms you.
Beautiful things make you wish to touch them.
"You are of my domain." A rich voice pours from the darkness. "I can feel your emotions..your LUST." The voice chortles in amusement at your wanting, your almost unbearable need.
"Come to me. I can give you what you want."
So that's what it is. Now you know. You are a victim of Lust.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:36 pm
 While Etherus is one god, his domain causes him to take on what can only be called a split personality complex. When petitioning the god, his demeanor takes on the form of your lust. If it is a lust that is not at all good, with ebil intent, you shall deal with his darker side. However, if your lust is something with good intent, and a pure heart, his demeanor will be all pleasant and a charming persona. Keep this in mind when even entering the temple. Your encounter with the god is shaped by your lusts. Here sits Harmony, angelique and only beloved of the Lust God. She's also a demi-goddess of fertility, and they went against both family and convention to be together. Their love is incredibly strong, and even though he may seem flirty, his heart rests only in her hands. Watch out for Harmony, female angelics. She is incredibly posessive of her mate!
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:43 pm
Not one to be living in spartan marble rooms, Etherus's temple is sumptuous and elegant. A true picture of Old World charm and comfort. The colors are all reds, golds, and oranges. Warm colors to not only make you feel welcome, but also the colors that represent his domain! The bar is stocked, the kitchen is open. There are quite a few rooms, but those are for followers only. Sorry, but no bedrooms for random visitors. However, if you'd like to sit the parlor? Fires burn in every room, and on the very roof of the temple is Etherus's Great Room, where his altar and throne are. Here it's open and airy, and you have a wonderful view of the town and the skies.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:44 pm
Rankings.
Shifting Rose - Etherus' truest followers. Those who have proven themselves invaluable and dedicated to the work of the god. Beloved. Angelics in this rank are elligible for Angelique status.
Sinfully Flirtacious - Devout, and loved by the god, but perhaps not as special to him as the Roses. There is something yet you have to learn about the power of Lust, but your powers are still strong.
Lotus Hearts - You know something about Lust, but haven't quite grasped the idea of it yet. But Etherus appreciates your dedication and willingness to serve.
Blossoming Virtues - You have just come into the temple to serve, and know little other than you wish to serve. Work hard, and you will move up in rank. Still, you are loved by the god, as he loves all his followers.
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:44 pm
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:45 pm
Offerings. - Given by Gaiacinta �Glory fruit. From the tropics. They taste much like strawberries and peaches.� A portrait of the God and his Beloved. (By Aoi Shinu.)
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Posted: Mon May 08, 2006 4:47 pm
Extra and Notes.
Harmony belongs to Miss Cherie. Not me.
Hex color used for Eth's RP is #CC3300.
Copyright to Meeki.
Please be polite. I would hate to ask that you not be allowed in the temple anymore.
Let it be known that I have summer school, driving classes, job-finding, and work at home to be done. While Etherus will be mildly active, I'm going to be a bit selective about my RPs. If you catch me in the mood, great. If not, please be patient. My life is rather hectic.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 1:55 pm
A soft breeze picked up around the outskirts of the luxurious building, the kind of breeze one encountered on a lazy summer day. When cicadas or crickets would rise to sing or the sun would ripple the lush, green grass and stir it into a frenzy. Forming it into a wave or subtle zig-zag. Yet it was far from an ordinary day, it wasn't even day anymore to be technical. Early evening, dusk had set in and with it came the usual breath-taking sunset. Hues, a literal macrame of color. Reds, oranges, purples, golds, blues and even a little dash of pink. It was a sunset any mortal would sit and gape at had they that inner quality to appreciate the bounty of the Goddess Gaia.
From the breeze sprang a crimson mist, starting in low at first yet soon rising to form a thick soup surrounding the area and hiding even the foliage from sight. Unnatural, though coming into contact with such a mist would strip any creature of their worries, aches and even minor mental afflictions. From this mist came the Goddess Lyf. Her petite form gloved in a white dress, the fabric shifting as she moved, clinging. The radical locks of her black hair, tipped in crimson. Forming an almost moe-hawk of sorts as it sprang up and over her right eye. Leaving the left one free to take in the world with a soft yet exotic inquisition.
A smile, faint at first, steadily warmer with time, traced its way across her glossy lips which were moderately pouty though not full enough to be considered a 'real' pout. She didn't retain a haughty, goody-goody stuck-up-ish air. More like impish and curious in nature. As she approached she regarded the entrance a moment. As though deciding what it was she intended on doing here. The bright lights and warm windows reflected in her enchanting eyes, lighting the crimson up and almost causing them to inherit a liquid body. This was the place. Giving the syringe in her gloved paw a twirl, her well manicured and blood-hued claws clacking against it rythmically she tilted her head to one side. Right?
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 2:05 pm
Etherus was toying about in his Great Room, a small handful of rare stones clinking about in his palm as he surveyed the place. It was a new home for him, and it would suit him nicely.
The wind stirred lazily through his long, black tipped locks, and a certain scent whispered across his face. His white teeth shone in a grin, as he recognized the scent. It was the unique powerful scent only a deity could give off. And not just any deity. A female one.
His dark eyes lit up, and he tried to sense her lust. It was small, more curiosity than actual lust. His goatee vanished, and he looked almost boyish, and friendly, as he peered over the edge of the railing to the street below.
The lovely goddess in white made him raise an eyebrow, especially when he saw the unique tool in her hand.
Turning around, he was magically at the front door. Being a god had SOME perks, after all. He threw the door open, and stepped out into the street a little, holding out one hand in welcome.
"Come in, come in! Don't just stand there!" His eyes swept her form more appreciatively than before. Up close, she was even tastier-looking!
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 2:29 pm
The scent she exuded was a light dose of cinnamon and the faint traces of some exotic flower. The cross dangling loosely about her slender neck shifted as she glanced up. Was that movement she spied? No.. perchance she was simply seeing the shadows from the shift of trees. The breeze which followed her could easily have done so. Blinking back down she was instantly surprised by the form before her. The Deity she'd come to see was.. well 'now' she was a trifle more glad she'd decided to pay a visit.
One corner of her lips lifted higher than the other, giving her a mischievious smirk as she listened to the male before her give invitation to enter. Placing her hand in his own delicately so as not to cut or scratch she tilted her head up at him in a kind though intriguing manner. "I'm certainly glad for the invitation. Though I must say it wouldn't be a shame to spend the rest of the afternoon out here. This building retains such a flawless and enchanting flair." Her words were smooth and steady, when she spoke it envoked a sense of tranquility and well-being. Soothing the nerves of even the most on edge with even a breath.
"Then again I'm often too curious for my own good." And with that she stepped inside. Soaking in every detail as swiftly as she could, the Goddess was indeed pleased with his taste. Especially all the reds she spied. With a slip of the fingers she shoved the syringe up into one of her finger-less gloves. Turning to side-glance the God of Lust. Hmm.. she'd dealt with many males in her time but none quite so good looking. He was the God of Lust, it didn't startle her that he was blessed with his appearance. She expected nothing less.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 2:54 pm
His fingers lightly caressed the underside of her hand as he took it and led her in. "Well, we can have the best of both worlds, if you'd allow me to take you upstairs?" His grin was just as mischevious as hers, his innuendo apparent, but not serious.
While it wasn't intended, his leading her through his house made the line "Come into my web, said the spider to the fly" go through his mind. And it made him want to laugh. This goddess was no fly to be lured. Though...
He took the long way, actually walking up the stairs for once, and opened the door onto his Great Room. From there you could see the forest all around the back, and the city to the front of the building. His tail was lightly resting against the small of her back, sweeping her along in front of him.
"Does this suit your preferences?"
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:23 pm
Lyf caught the innuendo and it only made her giggle faintly, brushing back a piece of hair which clung to her neck as she allowed him to lead her on. "Upstairs, my, my I'm sure the view is mesmerizing." She added, her crimson eyes snatching bits and pieces of the area so she knew where she was if she needed to know. Every touch, every contact with her skin instantly sent a tranquil, healing pulse through his system. It was that way with anyone she touched. A sense of well-being would either flood or hint.
Taking the stairs wasn't difficult and she moved gracefully, stumbling over not a single step nor slipping. As the door opened she was enticed by its breath-taking view of the scenery. Not hesitating to enter she found herself enchanted by the allure of the world outside. Her face turning slightly to regard him with a pleased smile. "Indeed, I find it pleasant." Her gaze shifting back to observe the city as dusk was slowly slipping into the fathoms of night.
She was lucky she had her God-like will-power. Otherwise she might have been a puddle of hormones the moment she set foot in this place and took one look at him. But she wasn't so easy to sway. She'd never been easy. Just ask another God she'd encountered. She'd almost taken away by complete, or so it seemed, accident the very thing that made him a swaggering, manly pirate. But she'd fixed the situation. The thought, even now caused her to laugh inside. "Do you reside here on your own?"
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:43 pm
A deep sigh escaped him at her question. "Unfortunately, yes. None have come to me yet, in fact, you are my first visitor. A lovely way to christen the place, in my opinion." You could tell he was hurt though. As the god of Lust, his lust was for companions. Not full crazed worshippers, but followers wouldn't hurt!
He gestured for her to sit as he did, by patting the seat next to him and giving her a wicked grin. She was pretty, but more than that, she was very soothing to be around. Good for a god with a wicked side and a current loneliness.
"I take it your curiosity about my arrival brought you here?" He swished his tail in the cooling breeze, turning it into a type of fan with his thickly bushy fur.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 3:57 pm
Lyf turned from the window as he spoke, leaning back and draping her arms in a relaxed manner. Listening as he spoke she could tell, she knew. It was her job to know both physical and mental afflictions. Emotions she understood well, not as well as Sorrow mind you, but well enough. Of course he showed it a little more openly and it would take a complete idiot not to catch on. "It takes time, I can relate to your sense of longing for worship. My temple has been far too quiet of late. But at least we Gods have the luxury of time. And you flatter me." She added with a laugh.
Smirking as he made it evident he wanted her to join him she slipped from her perch and slowly closed the distance. Her face cast upwards but in a moment her eyes looked down to see his smile and it made her chuckle lazily as she tilted her chin back to its normal posture. Taking her time, observing her surroundings and dawdling before she actually sat down. Raising a paw she slipped her hand over so the palm was facing up. The white material of the glove pure, untainted by any filth. As though it had never been worn before now.
"Yes, that is the majority of my reasoning. Word spreads fast and when they spoke of you I had to see for myself what all the fuss was about." She relaxed her palm, resting it on one of her legs idly as she crossed the right over the left, her spine straight in a rather elegant pose. Shifting her eyes, not afraid to give him a once-over she rested them on his eyes. "So, God of Lust, you've come to Faetasia quite suddenly. Do you intend to play a part in the warring of Gods or leave the matter to others?" It wasn't an accusation, it was an innocent inquiry. Her lower lip was a little more pronounce than her upper, giving her features an enticing flawless form.
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Posted: Tue May 09, 2006 7:10 pm
Bliss wandered carefully in to the temple. Her muses zipping behind her. She had her desires in life. Not anything WRONG just desires and things she wanted dearly to understand. Peeping here and there Bliss looked for the god of Lust. Oh boy what mom would do if she knew she left the temple like this.
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