Unadone was sitting in his personal throne. It seemed that a lesser amount of wisps trailed around the elderly djinn than the norm. In the middle of the throne room a magic circle shined. Showing the auditorium of the academy and everyone inside it. "Be still, my friends!" Unadone shouted raising his hand to silence the now arguing gods. Adrasteia had left to speak with her son. Bachram most likely was off being Bachram. Homados is late, as always. "SILENCE!" Unadone shouted slamming his first on the arm rest of his chair. The arguing gods quickly silenced looking to Unadone. Giving a harsh cough and grumble, Unadone stood up. "Vincent Goulding is currently handling it! If it fails then you shall fortify the realm! Yet I see no reason why you all fear a bunch of children!" Unadone's heavy voice made the gods lower their heads in shame. The Grand Djinn sat back down, patiently watching Vincent. Hoping his future son in law would prevail.
Abilities on: Creature of the Night Rook Blind(m): is blind but has incredible smelling.
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In the wake of the tumultuous assembly downstairs there was a stirring among the gods too, as if their world was inextricably tied to each event... In any event, whatever it was, the clatter was most comparable to an old Greek or Roman forum. This suited Janus just fine. He was pacing like a lion waiting for the first stupid crocodile of the season to wander out of his domain.
"Going to be a lot of that for a while now; how long do you think it'll take 'em to get bored?" Asked the GoD as he approached the throne. He stood in the middle of the congregation, a peacock among turkeys.
Unadone and his fellow gods were not pleased with the outcome. Students now raging war on each other and the gods. As if the academy didn't have enough issues going on. Why couldn't it be something simple. Like a teacher having relations with a student? The gods were not please. Unadone gave a weak grumble as the gods bickered on and on. "Yes...Hermes..I can see!" Unadone said replying to the messenger god. This was a truly taxing moment for Unadone. All the gods were looking for his higher counsel. Not commands but something wise and strategic is what they wanted. Then came Janus, a god Unadone found very pleasing to talk to. For Janus was one to never argue with him. Janus always gave Unadone the up most respect. "Janus? You're back from your trip. Welcome home." Unadone said smiling to another god he treated like his own child. Unadone raised his hand to silence the bickering gods. Unadone gave a deep sigh and weak cough. "My friends. Brothers and sister. We are a dark time. A time of deceit and pain!" Unadone started his speech to them all. "It saddens me to say but we must fortify our defenses. Raise our banner of war. For Anger and Chaos are at war" Unadone said very cryptic like. For he was speaking of Homados and Vincent. Unadone weakly stood from his throne. Crossing his arms of his chest and sighing heavily. "Ask yourselves...for who do you stand?! Anger? Chaos? Love?" Unadone asked looking to all the gods. Unadone was wondering when Adrasteia and Bachram would arrive. For he could not keep the other gods much calmer for long.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2015 11:06 pm
~BACHRAMGOULDING~ ~God of Discord~
The lazy god appeared, scratching his head in emotional fatigue. Today was too long to keep dragging on.
"Apologies for the tardiness... the mortal monkeys thought it to be wise in throwing their faith in the gods away. I'm sure it will die down in time."
It was a sentence said particularly to no one other than himself. It didn't hurt to atleast explain reality. In the moment he got there, however, greater discussions were at hand. Disheartening, as there was a great turn for the worst in which he did not expect. War was to be waged now. Bachram only expected a simple case to judge what would occur. War was the last desire he had. Though, the time to correct this passed long ago. Longer than he was alive most likely. Bachram merely blended with the gods, not one to make himself stand out in a crowd. Although, wandering eyes most likely gave away his presence to the entire gathering. What was everything going to lead to now that there was war?
Unadone was listening closely to all the claims and ideas that were shouted to him. All the gods, demi-gods, and spirits were steaming. Some scared while others furious. "Yes..It is no secret that I am soon to pass....but that's not important right now" Unadone said waving his hand to the water spirit that pointed out his death. The gods and others soon grew very still and silent. Hearing Bachram's voice gave slight relief to Unadone. "Welcome,Bachram. Perfect timing" Unadone said bowing his head respectfully to the god of discord. The gods still grew silent over Unadone's confession. If you are to soon pass..there will be no more Elder Ones! Who is your successor? A voiced echoed throughout the throne room. Unadone raised an eyebrow to the question and grumbled. "I do not name one...for the wisps have that duty. They have not told me who will take my seat with you" The Grand Djinn said waving his hand, now dismissing the topic.
"If your leaving of us in soon at hand? Then why not leave, with a joyous, and great in splendor carnival of sense, why not leave with, a bang?"
A louder voice rang throughout, as Anger entered giving a quick word before settling among a few of the Gods and Goddesses.
Giving a small nod, and then a quick bow to the other key gods and Unadone. "Forgive me for my tardiness... but why mustn't we show what we are? Why not remind them who they truly answer to, just who it is they dare question?!" He stated with arms outstretched proclaiming to everyone in the gathering.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2015 11:55 pm
~BACHRAMGOULDING~ ~God of Discord~
The speaking of bangs, the god of anger appeared just the same as the word. Bachram gave a whiffed air noise of annoyance at the god's appearance. Their last conversation was less than mediocrity in pleasure and now already wants to take the moment to play with the humans. As god of Discord, causing disruption was one thing, but he imagined Homados spoke on striking fear on a massive scale to regain faith.
"The humans may be frail, but they are not toys. We will let them calm themselves and remind them of what gods are constructively. It is our duty, not our leisure..."
Though, that lightning bolt to the face from earlier still stung. Maybe Homados was right in punishment to make humans remember that fear was a real emotion. No, no, that wasn't the way to be a god. So much confusion with all that was going on. Maybe Unadone could lead to some clarity to this situation. Although they both had sour ties, the lord was still respectful and of deserved position in his eyes.
The god of magic gave a long and tired sigh. Unadone grew more exhausted by the second. Oh how he wished he could retreat to his castle. To spend his last moments with his loyal children. Stopping their bickering and loving them before he leave them alone with each other in this cruel world. "Fear brings nothing but more destruction. Destruction breeds more anger and deceit. Which only brings anger, then again brings fear. A cycle of never ending madness. Thus the existence of Love, Discord, Peace and so on. To bring a healthy balance to any and all realms, we have crafted before your hands and together with your hands" Unadone said gave a slight cough and grumble. "If we choose your route,Homados. You will be left with no one to believe in you and your fellow gods. Therefore majorly weakening yourselves. Or have you forgotten that once a god loses it's believers they weaken soon to only fall to become mortal. Remembering your teachings" Unadone adviced Homados as best as he could. Unadone practically raised and tutored majority of the newer generation of gods. The assembly of gods murmured in agreement and realization of Unadone's wise words. "Yes we must show them the gods are nothing to be trifled with. Nothing to be forgotten. But we must earn back their faith. For faith through acceptance and love overpowers faith fueled by anger and fear" Unadone coughing heavily, now leaning over in his throne in pain. There seemed to be less and less wisps following around Unadone. Symbolizing he hadn't many more days left.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 7:18 am
Ｈｏｍａｄｏｓ Ｅｐｉｂａｔｅｓ Ω ℧ God of Anger ℧ Ω
"Yes, but human'scare for materialistic, for sight for proof, they are already loosing faith in us... they are once the ones who said, back when we were stronger, Let them hate us! ... So long as they fear us!" He stated in an enthusiastic notion. Walking out towards the center now, just a small handful of Gods and Goddesses stepping once or twice with him.
"I have not forgotten your teachings Lord, but creating a earning system, a system of giving, will only result in us having to give more and more and More over time, for humans are selfish and lazy, you know this, surely?" He said, albeit respectfully, but strongly and passionately.
Pointing towards Bachram, "I have led and started, and finished many a war, conflict and strife, ... I know best, that human's, do not calm, do not grow weary, they will not calm themselves, we must calm those willing to follow, by eliminating those who oppose us."
"Do you also insist that you know humans best than I do?!" Unadone said raising his heavy voice. The gods eyes all shot towards him. Unadone was now standing. His eyes flashed with magic and anger. "You speak of murdering children! The future of the very race that YOU need! A race in which YOU harvest most of your power from!" Unadone said now pointing to Homados. Unadone was now furious. Something that was rarely ever seen but very feared. "I know humans are selfish and lazy. I also know that nature made it in a humans natural life that they are extremely flawed! That they are an imperfect species. A race that must learn, teach, build together!" Unadone said as his voice grew weaker. The old man shakily sat down back on his throne. "We will NOT war against the academies children. BUT if they ever step forth into our realm, we will defend ourselves! That is my final offer!" Unadone said now staring down all the gods of the assembly. "Any who is seen attacking the academy, shall be banished! To the nether realm!" Unadone said slamming his fist on the arm rest of his throne. Symbolizing that his word was the way. Stating that this was much more serious than the others realized.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 9:42 am
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"Oh, it was fine. I don't exactly know if they're ready for me yet, but otherwise the air could be a little more polluted if you know what I mean... Just wish they would mature a little as a species; not that watching them grow isn't fun!" Janus was quite sure the situation on Earth was a momentary lapse in judgement on the part of the humans.
Unadone was the epitome of patriarch: his diction, the dignified jaw he held at the proper angle to remain authoritative no matter what, the fist slam! It was like watching your dad yell at all the other kids because he knew you, the favorite, could do no wrong and therefor could not have poured out all the special punch on the couch because it "looked thirsty." Well, something like that. The takeaway from this was that Unadone was not about to go to war; but there was always that cough.
Soon that wouldn't be his call to make, and Janus would be damned if someone like Anger would be the one to pick up the reigns.
Damnit... He's just so--I don't know--crass. If he had a little panache this argument might take off... Eh, that's shallow. Still, he's only flawed when it comes to charisma; the actual idea of skimming off a few dissenters was sound in that it could quarantine the movement; what if you gave them what they wanted by answering them? ... What if they think we don't exist anymore; if they power us, don't we inevitably serve them? Which is the actual right move! Oy vey...
"If I may," Janus said when the Elder finished his tirade, "I don't think it's time to make any decision yet. There is so much to consider..." here Janus outlined some of the points he'd held in his head a moment ago.
"If we act hastily, we'll be making the same mistake they're making down there. I think we should send Agni. He's got the best track record--as good as me--when it comes to gathering intel discretely (this comes before his arrival after his arrival in the Festival to illustrate the Afterthought ability). We can make a decision once we know more about this supposed rebellion."
Unadone seemed to have relaxed the second Janus has begun to speak. Unadone listened to the god carefully. He gave a slight grumble and cough as he thought of the idea. The Elder One sighed raising his hand. The assembly looked to him. "Janus..We shall use your offer" Undadone said lowering his hand. "While Agni is off on work, the gods realm is on lock down and defenses shall be fortified" Unadone said giving a weak and heavy cough. The Elder One slowly started to walk down the steps. Janus was always one of Unadone's best students. Most knowledgeable and understanding. "Janus..I trust you will brief Agni on the severity of this task. I trust you" Unadone said now forging a cane from magic to help him stand.
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CountDamewood
Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2015 8:15 pm
ＶＩＮＣＥＮＴ ＧＯＵＬＤＩＮＧ ⇒Headmaster
Vincent and Lucian had appeared, towards the back. He held Lucian's hand close, spotting Homados. The God glanced around, smiling softly to them. Though his head and hands were a bloody mess, and he could hardly see straight. He nodded to a few, before making his way up the steps. He spotted Unadone, and felt his heart nearly drop. Seeing his only true father like figure in that condition worried him. You should be at home. Who dragged you to the throne..? He wondered, approaching him. "Unadone. I apologize for the delay. Something.. came up. However, we need to speak with you, and get you back to your castle." he sighed softly, resting his hand on the Elder Djinn's shoulder.
OOC: Apologies for the headmaster format. My laptop won't accept the other format.
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Back in the day, likely called the]/i] day because it was one of the first to be remembered by souls of all kinds, Unadone was young and wise and ambitious too. Janus was foolish, brash, but damnit he/she was sharp. The type of go getter you could really lay all the chips on, though you mightn't like to.
They were there with the hypothetical dimensions, disappearing, reappearing, effervescing into inert smoke when not minded. There was a need for the entrance an exit of these worlds; and Janus, though she might not remember, was performing complexities with such speed and ferocity and accuracy that all these worlds held themselves in their appropriate times; and it went without saying that Janus was unaware of this because he needed to do these things in order for Unadone to teach her about the world and its flows and stops and things in between before the actual reality would be made. So of course Janus was trusted here. She bowed to the Grand Djinn and started planning immediately.
"Aw... Thanks, pops." A slight blush. "Though I think we all know," he said turning to the congregation, "Agni has already gone, simply because that's how his efficacy is; it's faster than an instant, and borrows from precognition. But he doesn't know what he's doing. Right now I figure he's just goofing off. So, if it's all the same to you, Father, I'd like to go to Earth to brief Agni."
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