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Of Gods and Humans

What makes a God and how they come into existence is unknown even to the Gods themselves. All they know is that at one moment they didn't exist and in the next they did. New Gods seemed to have no trouble taking away power from the old Gods and as the new Gods began to get more worshippers they became even more powerful. The old Gods continued to get weaker until they barely had enough divine power to light a candle. As a God grows weaker they find their bodies grow frail and they become almost like human. However the one thing the keep is their immortality. A God can never truly die or grow old. Instead only having their current form die and then they find themselves in a new one.

The Great Irony

As the growth of mankind's civilization continues more and more Gods find themselves no longer believed in. Unlike in older days, when new Gods stand up to fill the void there are fewer of them then their used to be. As the dwindling number of Gods continues to shrink and the increasing number of weak Gods continues to grow they begin to wonder why this is happening. They came up with the Great Irony. The Great Irony is that as civilization continued to expand the amount of people who believe in Gods shrinks. People go to church the same as always but there are less and less people who truly believe in Gods. It has gotten to the point where there are no more powerful Gods and nobody is taking care of the people.

The Pantheon
Mani - Norse God of the Moon - Played by Dregnar
Hati - Norse God - Played by Dregnar
Gok-Tanri - Turkish Sky God - Played by Robotic Sunrise

((It is fine. I'll still working a little on the plot, but if people want to post what God they want to be now then that is ok.))

Mani and Hati- Norse gods

Mani had been one of the many gods or goddesses of the moon. He was neither the first, nor the last. Mani had served well during his time but now he had lost more of his glory. Now he was only barely remembered. Mani sighed as he watched the new comer join the table. He looked around the table at the other Gods sitting there. One would think that forgotten Gods would spurn each others company and even hate those who had cast them out of power, but this was not usually so. Sure, there was tension between Gods at time but forgotten God liked to stick together because no one else could understand what the had been through, or indeed even believe them if they spoke about it.

Mani reached down and scratched the ears of an old dog sitting at his feet. Mani would have called the animal a wolf but the centuries had weighed heavily on the animal. Mani remembered a time when he had been enemies with this dog. It was strange how times changed things. The creature was named Hati and he was supposed to eat the moon during Ragnarok. Now that time will never come and strangely because of that Mani had acquired a pet. Still there wasn't anything he wouldn't do to have the time when this dog chased him across the sky.

Mani returned to the game. He didn't find much interest in it, but it wasn't as if there was anything better to do. As cards were dealt and just before Mani had a chance to bet a scream and a loud thump came from the entrance to the room. He looked over toward the door in wonder. The body of a man had fallen through the doorway. A small pool of blood was starting to pool across the floor. Mani jumped to his feet as he recognized the person. Wasn't that whose his name's father? His mind struggled to find the answer, he had never bothered to keep track of any of the recent religions. His mind came to a conclusion. Wasn't that Jesus' father? But where was the customary disappearance of the body that happens when the current body of a God dies? But... how could this happen... God's couldn't really die... could they?

[[The hard part is finding a god that's interesting but didn't masturbate to create the world. gonk ]]

((I was hopefuly waiting for more people to join before I posted again... I'll post again soon when I have time, which means it will be sometime after Chirstmas.))

Alecto, or Unceasing in Anger; Megaera, or the Jealous One; and Tisiphone, the Avenger of Murder [the Furies/Erinyes/Semnai/Potniae/Maniae/Praxidikae/Dirae] [not exactly a goddess, but hell] [and I'll be mainly playing Alecto, yes.]

"Serves him right, whoever he is," one of the three women sitting beside each other hissed over the sound of the snakes that crowned her head. None of them had risen to over to see, but Tisiphone- she was adorned with the usual wreath of snakes and an additional pair of bat wings- seemed to be itching to. It was, of course, her duty- but wait, she had no more of that, did she?

Megaera's eyes glazed. She was the most decayed of the three, having a near-human appearance; everything was gone save for the blood dripping from her bottom eyelids. "If we were still working I'd so kill you for having a job, Tis."

Tisiphone smirked. "Then I'd just have another one, wouldn't I?"

"Shut up, you idiots," Alecto demanded, eyebrows furrowed. They both shot her a glare.

"Well? Who is it?" Tisiphone called, jerking her head towards the clump of men, women, and and animals that were gathered around whatever was dead. "And how?"