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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 1:15 am
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Heh, yes, one Edel is not enough for me, I crave more.. Two more actually - Mammon, the God of Capitalism Corruption Blackmail Commerce, and Chrysalis, the Mistress of Insects. This thread is Mammon's, and if I'd get the chance at another custom Edel this concept would be the one I'd go for. <3 Scratch that, Chrys has finally awakened for real inside my head. I'll have to roll dice I fear. n_n;
01 - 24 - 2007 Finally added banners, changed a few things here and there. Gold for a custom gem is not a problem, even if I don't have it I can easily make it within a week or two if I set my mind to it. n_n; I'd be willing to bribe with a custom as well? =o
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 1:33 am
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Deity Concept's Name: Mammon
Deity Concept Host: Darren Kaufmann
Deity Concept's Influential Domain: Trading/Capitalism/Money/Riches/Commerce
Deity Concept's Gender: Male, but androgynous looking and no shame whatsoever to dress up as female to get what he wants, or just for fun. <3
Jewel Appearance: Shiny and tempting. XD Definitely faceted, mainly green with shades pinkish red and purple and perhaps some golden brown.. Tourmaline comes to mind. Samples: [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
Skin: Bronce/golden colored, with swirly ornamental markings of pinkish red and/or green. Generally when I think of him, I have to think of a peacock, or oriental/indian color combinations, the main color theme being green, red (shaded towards magenta/violet) and golden. 3nodding
Eyes: Green
Hair: Pitchblack, thick, straight, long
Wings (if any): Nope - buuuuuut.. something like a monkey's tail would be cool. n_n
Lineart Edits (if any): Two pairs of arms instead of one, like one of the Hindu deities - that's the only part about the whole custom thing that's really important to me. 3nodding
Other: Sex beauty sells, he knows that, so feel free to draw him androgynous, with lots of ornate jewelry, wearing makeup and skimpy clothes. heart Overall his appearance should be oriental-looking. 3nodding
The Deity: Mammon governs all kinds of trades - from your everyday shopping for food and clothes up to the stock market, but he also holds his protecting hands over black market deals, and those who deal with stolen goods, drugs, weapons.. The more profit, the better. To a certain extent he also is in charge of contracts, as long as they are about some sort of exchange of goods.
Your first impression of him may make you think he's an extremely nice person, but I'd be wary around him. He's calculating, cold and ruthless - don't cross him, or you might very well end up on the next river bottom, with your feet cast in a nice little concrete block.. He's really more of a mafia deity. XD
And always, ALWAYS read the small print when dealing with him. o_o;
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 1:40 am
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Name: Darren Kaufmann
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Race: Human
Body Type: Slender built, not very tall either. It's obvious that he does no sport whatsoever, but he lives healthy, so he has yet to grow a belly. XD
Skin tone: Uh, normal? What's that called, caucasian? @_@
Eye Color / style: Gray, always a bit distant and distracted looking. Has to wear glasses because he's short sighted. Glasses look similar to these: [X]
Hair Color / style: Blonde and short. First gray hairs already appeared. He blames it on his teenage daughter.
Love Interest: Married to Helen Kaufmann
Weapon(s) of Choice: None, unless you count his briefcase?
Abilities: Nothing special, he's just a very normal boring human.
Normal Attire: A gray suit, which always kinda looks like it was not ironed properly.
Favorite Color(s): He has not really thought about it..?
Favorite Food(s): His Mother's black forest cake.
Family: He has a wife, Helen, who works as an editor for the local newspaper, and a 15 year old daughter, Heather, who is currently discovering the joys of staying out long, visiting parties and doing pretty much everything Darren has not allowed. Darren's mother lives in the house with them, his father passed away a good 10 years ago.
Hobbies: Reading. Surprisingly, he's into Science Fiction.
Personality: Pretty boring. If he had any dreams, he's given up on them long ago. Now he diligently drives to his job in an insurance company every day, goes to church each Sunday, and only wants to be able to pay his bills, raise his daughter to be a decend member of the society, and live peacefully. Only sometimes he's got the feeling there's something missing in his life..
Getting the Edelsteine: A small package is delivered into his cubicle. At first he is confused, but then he notices it was supposed to go to a colleague of his, Warren Kauffmann. But something tempts him to open the package - he still could claim to not have noticed the name mistake, right? But once he sees the large gem inside, he's lost.. mrgreen
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 1:43 am
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The Man Who Sold The World - David Bowie (Hm, I think this song fits Mammon pretty well ...)
We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me I never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here We must have died alone, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World
Money - Pink Floid
Money, get away. Get a good job with good pay and youre okay. Money, its a gas. Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash. New car, caviar, four star daydream, Think Ill buy me a football team.
Money, get back. Im all right jack keep your hands off of my stack. Money, its a hit. Dont give me that do goody good bullshit. Im in the high-fidelity first class traveling set And I think I need a lear jet.
Money, its a crime. Share it fairly but dont take a slice of my pie. Money, so they say Is the root of all evil today. But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that theyre Giving none away.
Huhuh! I was in the right! Yes, absolutely in the right! I certainly was in the right! You was definitely in the right. that geezer was cruising for a Bruising! Yeah! Why does anyone do anything? I dont know, I was really drunk at the time! I was just telling him, he couldnt get into number 2. he was asking Why he wasnt coming up on freely, after I was yelling and Screaming and telling him why he wasnt coming up on freely. It came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out
Money, Money - From the Musical 'Cabaret'
Money makes the world go around, the world go around, the world go around, Money makes the world go around, it makes the world go round.
A mark, a yen, a buck or a pound, a buck or a pound, a buck or a pound, Is all that makes the world go around, that clinking clanking sound, Can make the world go round.
If you happen to be rich, and you feel like a night's entertainment, You can pay for a gay escapade. If you happen to be rich, and alone and you need a companion, You can ring ting-a-ling for the maid. If you happen to be rich and you find you are left by your lover, Tho you moan and you groan quite a lot, You can take it on the chin, call a cab and begin to recover on your fourteen carat yacht.
Money makes the world go around, the world go around, the world go around, Money makes the world go around, of that we both are sure. (Raspberry) On being poor.
When you haven't any coal in the stove and you freeze in the winter And you curse to the wind at your fate. When you haven't any shoes on your feet and your coat's thin as paper And you look thirty pounds underweight, When you go to get a word of advice from the fat little pastor, he will tell you to love evermore. But when hunger comes to rap, rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat, at the window See how love flies out the door.
For money makes the world go around, the world go around, the world go around. Money makes the world go around, the clinking, clanking sound of Money, money, money, money, Money, money, money, money, Get a little, get a little, Money, money, money, money, Mark, a yen, a buck or a pound, That clinking, clanking clunking sound is all that makes the world go round, It makes the world go round.
Money for Nothing - Dire Straits
Now look at them yo-yo's that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and chicks for free Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya them guys ain't dumb Maybe get a blister on your little finger Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's
See the little f*****t with the earring and the makeup Yeah buddy that's his own hair That little f*****t got his own jet airplane That little f*****t he's a millionaire
We gotta install microwave ovesns Custom kitchens deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's
I shoulda learned to play the guitar I shoulda learned to play them drums Look at that mama, she got it stickin' in the camera Man we could have some fun And he's up there, what's that? Hawaiian noises? Bangin' on the bongoes like a chimpanzee That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Get your money for nothin' get your chicks for free
We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these colour TV's, Lord
Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for nothin' and chicks for free
Money, Money, Money - Abba
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too bad In my dreams I have a plan If I got me a wealthy man I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money Must be funny In the rich man's world Money, money, money Always sunny In the rich man's world Aha-ahaaa All the things I could do If I had a little money It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind Ain't it sad And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn't fancy me That's too bad So I must leave, I'll have to go To Las Vegas or Monaco And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same
Money, money, money Must be funny In the rich man's world Money, money, money Always sunny In the rich man's world Aha-ahaaa All the things I could do If I had a little money It's a rich man's world
Money, money, money Must be funny In the rich man's world Money, money, money Always sunny In the rich man's world Aha-ahaaa All the things I could do If I had a little money It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
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Posted: Sun Oct 29, 2006 1:44 am
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