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[[OOC: Sorry I haven't posted for the past few days, my home has been a flurry of activity and I've been pulled into it. I'd post something now, but I'm honestly exhausted and it would be written really badly. I don't have to do anything tomorrow I don't think though, so I ought to be able to do one or two good posts then.]]

((OOC: Ahh... so its not the names, so much as what they are and what they are like? I see now... Well how about....

Tinnaca, Goddess of the Sea. Basically, she has power over all the water of the seas and oceans. When she is in a good mood, the water is calm, but when shes in a bad one, the water is rough, and storms criss cross the oceans. She is quite simply, a rather... Touchy goddess, who tends to get angry quite easily, but over all she is a perfectly nice person.

Hows that for a new god? I think stuff up pretty easily (which is why my character is a Draconian, because I've never heard of a book which has one in it... So I guess I kinda came up with the species on my own...) So if you need some more gods, (and you have an idea as to what they are already, or just a name) just ask me biggrin ))

((OOC: Ahh yes... Aequis is pretty much the same as mine then... I actually prefer that name biggrin And your idea for the goddess of death is pretty good... if you want something comedic however, I could easily come up with it... like perhaps....

Teno, the God of Fruit. Simply he is the god of fruit, and decides where what grows. He doesn't only have power over fruit, but also over any plant life. This means quite simply that he can control any plants, and make them grow where he wants them to, how he wants them to, and how quickly he wants them to. He is a very calm, and easy going god, and has the bad habit of talking to the plants. He often wears simple clothes and always wears a hat, which has a large amount of various fruit balanced atop it.

I hope that suits you for comedic.. I'm not great at funny sometimes, and you can change the name if you dislike it, but I think hes pretty funny biggrin ))

Ryn was walking carrying Jacen, the young boy he had found hiding, towards his home. He could here the calls of the gods, telling him to attack the boy, but he ignored them, his caring, and kindness preventing him from harming the boy. Finally he came to the house where Jacen lived. Setting Jacen down he said,"Go to your mother... She is most likely worried about you."

Ryn smiled, watching as the boy ran to his mother, who stood in the doorway, tears of happiness pouring down her face.

"Are you an angel?",She asked him, joy on her face, instead of fear.

Ryn smiled sadly, saying quietly,"No... I am a Defender.. I am here to protect, not take you to your graves..."

The woman smiled at him, tears still trickling down her face, before saying,"Thank you for returning my son... I will be in your debt forever."

"There is no debt for doing the right thing.",Ryn said, his smile sad, watching the boy and his mother, before turning away and calling over his shoulder,"I hope to meet you again some day... Good bye."

(About an hour later)

Ryn flew over a city, listening to the birds in the sky, his eyes searching for any of the Purifiers, hoping dearly that they would not make it to the town in the distance before he did. He wanted no deaths for Humanity, only peace, and he thought that if he could stop the Purifiers, that Humanity itself may stop destroying its own. He dove like a hawk, landing in a tree, just south of the town, which the Gods had set up for slaughter. He was here, ready to protect. His clawed fingers slowly rubbed the hilt of his sword, the one and only Dreggan.

(( sweatdrop I apologize for making you wait. I've been quite busy with several other RPs - including one that I've been developing, and this guy just accepted me into a guild that had a LOT of stuff in it! gonk I'm strained! Anyway, for the god of fear, if you guys read carefully, he was holding a scythe, like the grim reaper does. domokun I hereby propose an underlying plot that wraps itself around the current plot of the RP. pirate What if the god of fear really wanted to become the god of death but had the position taken out of him by that goddess Onamisake proposed, and in his anguish developed every way of making himself take upon the role, while still holding up with his appointed position, where the development of being the Grim Reaper and the creation of monster takes its roles. He was the one pulling the strings in the human psyche in developing those strange monsters in their heads which ultimately led into the development of the purifiers, and when successful, would reap all the glory of finding the very way of the destruction of the human race, inevitably obtaining the position of being the god of death! rofl How about it? And congrats for having your RP get promoted into the Advanced!))

"A talking canine! How cute!" Kin's suspiciously cheerful face appeared in front of the girl Sakeri without warning, suddenly making his pressence known. There was blood thirst emmitted out of his seemingly kindly face, which oddly narrowed upon the Amati's gigantic form, but he somehow made it known to the two that he came upon friendly terms. "Are you guys purifiers too?" Kin's high pitched question was almost unfitting to his grown up voice, "'cause I am! I just saw Talking Puppy here smoothly reach out for those worthless jellybags. Wasn't that fun?"

((Yeah... sweatdrop you kind of get the idea that he's quite psychotic, but that's only most palpable under a full moon.))

[[lol, it's perfectly fine. biggrin For him to be both psychotic and for you to be excessively busy. -Yeah, I did see your rp, and it was positively fascinating! It looked very carefully thought out. I bet yours will be promoted soon, too. xd Anyhoo, though I do find it a bit confusing at some parts, I think I understand what you're trying to say. Basically, the god of fear's job was taken by the motherly god of death, so he's trying to prove he's better by creating monsters in the human psyche that will eventually be brought to life by the gods, and thus destroy all of mankind. Right? If that's what you were saying... I LIKE IT!!! So, all that's needed is his personality and he as well as our dearest motherly death goddess are in! By the way... what did you mean by Amati reaching out to those worthless jelly bags?]]

Sakeri's jumped at the sudden appearance of this strange, hyperactive being, stumbling a few steps back. Her face was filled with utter confusion at his words, and she was at a loss for words.

"J-Jelly bags?" she stuttered. "Purifiers?" Sakeri looked at the boy as though he were just plain crazy. "What?" She jerked all at once. His eyes... Amati didn't seem to notice that his eyes contrasted each other in the most frightening of ways. She resolved to not let it bother her and let out a nervous smile as she quickly placed on her clueless facade.

The canine's eye could only twitch, in disbelief, at this strange human.

What a random child, he muttered to himself, trying his hardest to maintain his calm facade. Something about that child was unsettling. The wolf glanced quickly at Sakeri, noticing immeadiently that she was oblivious to this. He didn't know if it was built into him or if it was because he was evil. From his standpoint... the boy simply had psychological issues.

"What business do you have with a pair of travelers?" he questioned the boy, while Sakeri was simply content gawking at his strange personality.

[[Right now, she doesn't know the term Purifier, so find some way to ask about it. She just learned of the existance of the gods.]]

[[that's perfectly fine.]]

[[Well, as long as you're within the three day limit you won't receive a PM from me. xd And, if you think you might go over, then excuse yourself so no one else is stuck.]]

Kimiko hummed to herself as she walked quietly down the road of the mining village. Waving at passing strangers, you'd think she was just an innocent child. Little did the strangers know that she used to be a murderous purifier who didn't know how to feel emotions. Back then, it was an easy thing for her to kill since she was just a little girl. What harm can a little girl do? Although now she has changed. The past is the past and that's what she'll keep telling herself for the rest of her life.

Kimiko nodded to herself and said,"I think that Purifiers are the bad ones! How dare they kill without proper reason! It's not as if humans don't have feelings too." She stopped and looked down. Feeling the guilt again, she shook her head and continued. "Ahh but I used to be one of them. Well, it doesn't matter! I'm changing my ways. For good."

Smiling to no one in particular, she continued her way down the road until she spotted an elderly lady having trouble carrying some boxes. Rushing over to help, she took some boxes and asked the lady where she should put them.

The woman looked surprise and smiled. "Oh thank you, dear. Just put them by the counter in my store over there and pile them up neatly." Kimiko nodded obediently and did what she was told. 'I'd do anything..anything to make up for my sins.'

((Hmm I think I got her personality right. Oh well, It's her character. By the way, I'm a girl. xD That's why my character's a girl to people who find it strange that a crossdressing male is using a girl character. <_<))