::in a distant world a realm existed that was neither heaven nor hell, neither above below or within earth. It just....was. Welcome to purgatory. Just now a great meeting was taking place, and the owner of each seat was presnt, showing the importance of the issue. A few other key figures were there as well. Skeltal arms held onto a plae woman who
looked out at the earth;;
L::it looks so peacefull out there. ::she said with a small pleased sigh::
M::too peacful ::the man in red sang. He always sang when he came to the meatings. A few presnt knew why but didn't divulge. The others had ways to find out but didn't intrude.::
J::people are finding their balance more easily now. The time for great dramatic shows has come to an end perry. ::the ghost girl said, turning to one of the two most powerful incarnations present::
P::never! ::he cried, stomping his foot, but they all knew the king of lies well enough to know it was a feeble half hearted protest. He too knew the truth. When their jobs were being done right, no one need ever take particular note of any of them, excpt maybe himself and the figure who sat serenly across from him::
::the figure smiles softly at him but nots regally once::when god kisses satan and the incarnations applaud. They are right. The time for end of the world mentality has passed. Each of us has heald this war hostage in times of personal moral crisis, temper, a feeling of being trapped or more. Our job is mearly ment to facilitate the sorting of chaos. Humans must choose their own path. We can encorage, but we have done too much. ::the figure stands and touches each as they are addressed:: we cannot stop all death to save a single life, no matter who. Humans must stop themselves. We cannot turn back the hurglass to undo human error, if they do not err they cannot learn. We cannot enter humans to untangle a mess of threads, we must draw place and cut from
outside looking in. We cannot save or end lives to make our jobs easier. We can neither end all wars nor bring the world to the brink of armageddon. We can not call forth a mass sorting, for new life must form
to continue our work. And we, oh father of lies, must respecy the ancient covenant between our predicessors. We must not interfear in the progression of human lives. No more mock hell, no more add campains. As for black magic and white magic...what is done is done. Leave the humans to choose as they will.
Cl::But then....::questioned the large spider:: what is it we are to do for eternity?
Other worlds! ::nature said quickly, her green head snapping up::we have held these offoces in anticipation of such a day where only extreme
cases require our attention. This has lead to the near perfection we have now...but other worlds... they're not so lucky! If we coiuld set up the incarnations there.....
And so it came that these beloved imortals came to a world very much like our own. A world brimming with science and technology but lacking in magic. With the imortals howevber game the first traces of new magic,
bostering what little magic still existed, like rainbows and ghosts. A new era is dawning.... Magic is showing its face slowly, mostly being discovered by scientists who are left baffled. The incarnations waxch are to choose some one to fill their new office. Death. Fate. War. Time. Nature. God and satan agreed that their roles should not be created yet.
The new incarnations need to know their job first and then let them choose, with guidance from this god and satan, ther respective dieties. And so it begins.
The roles:
Death - the one chosen to hold the office of death will be responcable for collecting souls nearly in balance and figuring out where they need to go.
Fate - three women will be chosen for fate. One to brave the chaos to draw forth the souirce of life. That is clotho. Clotho is young and voloptous, very appealibg physically.
One to measure the threads and watch the tapestry. This is lachies, she is middle aged and motherly.
One is to cut the threads of life, detemrning when a life is ended. This is atrops and she is an elderly grnadmotherly woman. Stern but fair.
Time - The incanation of time lives backwards and for him or her life is actually finate. Time is reserved for those who have read the series only and must be okayed by GM (me)
War - war must oversee all conflicts of war. Which wars are just, which are messary? Which must be stopped? Not a job for passafists.
Nature - a woman who is mothely, nurturing. She controls the weather and the health of the planet. Just how she does this is a mystery known only
to herself.
God and satan will be chosen at a later time (though I think I know who I want to play each)
We always need humans, servents in purgatory, and lesser imortals (to be explained if needed)
I am the GM. My rulings will be based on the precendent and rulings set forth in the book. The powers, abilities and domains will remain as set
forth in the books. Only apply if you can accept that. I will play the cannons, but as soon as the first in each office is settled they will return to their own world. They will not reappear. Only exception is for the choosing of good and evil. If you no longer want a role and you're an incarnation you must find a replacement both ic and ooc. This will be explained ic. You may play ,more then one person but no more then two imortals at once (the only acception is if some one wants to play all
three aspects of fate and all three are avalaible, I will allow it.) Of you play good or evil you may play no other incarnations. Applications are by pm only. Updates, more rules and roster will be posted as nesseary.
Rp based on "incarnations of imortality" by peirs anthony. I will attempt to keep spoilers to a minimum as they're well worth reading.
