| Lores and Histories of Gods |
Post the stories about your godly character here, for the peasants of vu to remember you. (only for gods that are officially recognized as gods by the "vu gods" thread, so stay away Belmont! :P)
Lewatha, goddess of pirates, was born from the mighty creator zeta's right thumb. She was one of the first gods ever to set foot on the world of visual utopia. Wandering through the forsaken lands of fantasia, she found a band of pirates, seeing as she had no family of her own (being born from the mighty creator zeta's right thumb doesn't really give you any close relatives) she decided she'd join this band of pirates. Quickly, she was widely respected among the pirates, because for a woman, she could fight like no-one else could!
It was not long, before the pirates started turning anoyed at this woman, who could fight better than everyone aboard. So the best male fighter, Skarr, a man with jungles of armpithair and muscles that were bigger than Lewatha's head challenged her to a duel, if she won, she could have control of and everyone would obey her orders. If she lost, all the men could have their way with her, and afterwards she'd be thrown off the plank.
Lewatha accepted knowing that with her divine powers, she'd easily beat this elephante of a man.
Skarr ran towards her, with his sword high above his head, as to splice lewatha's head in two when he struck. But lewatha quickly dove away, and put her dagger in Skarr's back.
Skarr coughed, and fell to the ground. With a mighty slam, the giant layed slain. The crew was astonished that the fight was over this quick, but when they realised what happened, they all started clapping and shouting "LEWATHA!".
with this fine example of bravery, Lewatha had earned herself a spot of respect amongst the pirates.
To be continued.
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lol right thumb lmao
WTF lew?
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Senturu, The god of Evil Spam. He was said to have come from a can of spam that the great god ZeTa had dropped on the ground.
The God of Evil spam made his way to Fantasia where he established himself there and was then killed by some dick who had a bigger army. (Turns out throwing spam at the enemy didnt actually hurt anyone)
Still Senturu persisted, survived, and became better. he now walks the shadows of the world carrying the spam that failed him once before. however, when he uses the LEGENDARY GOLDEN SPOON! everyone gets scared
The LEGENDARY GOLDEN SPOON! the only one of its kind, created by ZeTa getting drunk and pissing in the silverware drawer. found its way to Senturu, who uses its MAGIC LEGENDARY GOLDEN SPOON! abilities. (no one knows what they are, not even senturu)
TBC
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Slade, God of Butchering Cows and All things annoying, Was born an orphan and was sentenced to a life of loneliness. Not knowing who his parents were, Slade left the the town of Adrinia two months before he eighteenth birthday, He set out on a journey to find his birth parents and a place were he can call home. Two weeks after he left Adrinia Slade came across a small band of outlaw's who would cause mischief and annoyance to every town they came across, Intrigue by these bandits Slade joinned thier ranks and for many week's Slade and they bandits plauged all the small villiges they came across, untill Slade's eighteenth birthday.
On the night of Slade's eighteenth birthday, Slade has a dream, in this dream a sexy pirate stood their surrounded by many men, As the dream contuined the sexy pirate told him who he really was, He was a god. not only the youngest of all the God's, but also the most mischievous. When he woke there were many screams coming from the village not far from the camp, hoping there is trouble Slade dashed to see what was going on. Their stood his small group of his band of bandits surounding the leader, Articon has been Slayen in the fight. Doing what he think is right Slade to the leadership from Articon. And from their on Slade and his man play many jokes on the other God and many of the mortals, Leaving butched cows at their doors steps.
THE END
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Ever since Charley Deallus was a young boy, he had been known to take care of any feline creature that happened upon his doorway. He would tend to any wounds it may have received in the cruel world and feed the intelligent creature until it could fend for itself again. The people of Tasidian knew him to be a caring and compassionate person towards all animals, but he treated cats and other felines with greater respect. The tall and black haired son of Ernest Deallus of Tasidian always studied how felines acted and even improved himself by observing them. His piercing hazel eyes seemed to see into the heart of any person or animal that he saw, but it must have been something he saw in the felines that drew his attention.
As Charley grew in age and wisdom, so did his love of felines. He began the practice of breeding them using magic and after several years of work, Charley had created a breed of domestic cat that was slightly larger than a man. It was large enough that he could even ride on its back comfortably.
Time passed and Charley's knowledge, care, and use of felines was impressive and way beyond the scope of anyone else. Charley also took up writing in his freetime and was incredible within years. As he grew older, he began developing some odd traits as well. He would randomly scream "KITTENZ!!!!" and twitch when agitated. There was no probably cause to this bout of spantaneity, and people just accepted it for what it was: A uncontrollable shouting of Charley's favorite stage of feline. Charley grew very old and when his time neared the end, the sky seemed to darken above him. The very hand of Zeta reached down and lifted Charley up into the sky with a kitten held firmly in his hands. Charley was one of the younger Gods of VU, but he was called the God of Kittens and also the God of Roleplaying moderation, whatever that was.
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Well done Demon. ^^ that cat in your depiction sounds alot like a Windsprint Panther on perfect world. =D
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Never played perfect world and never heard of that :p
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I am the lightest God...God of wind
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Not yet you aren't, but you have my backing! =D
I am the God of Spam, and right now, I don't feel like making a story on it. I was elected by the RPing community (which has now all left).
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Prince Gaius Septimus Cidellus
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20:21:34 Jul 23rd 09 |
Not yet you aren't, but you have my backing! =D
I am the God of Spam, and right now, I don't feel like making a story on it. I was elected by the RPing community (which has now all left).
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Mielo has more RP points than you! :O
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Wait a minute, that's not right. It's like people electing their leader and then the people vanishing all of a sudden as if by a dictat-.
*Starts to wonder if Septim's grief at the vanishing of the RP community is really true or just an elaborate cover up*
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*gets a message from the Spamtin, and snipes Himanil with a sporkriflle*
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"I am the god of... take a wild guess..."
*starts to unzip his pants
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Why was my post deleted? Please VU gestapo, all I was saying is I find it funny that in all those walls of texts I didnt read I read the names of people who aren't gods. Come on!
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Successfuly hides behind unspottable cover while dodging the spork shots.
*Hears Narny talking about the VU Gestapo*
(Mutters to self) " Poor lad, so he found about it after all. Some things just aren't meant to be found. If he gets paroled then all he'll be having to face is castration, French quartermastering etc., etc., but if convicted, (shudders and is unable to speak)...........................................
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*appears next to himanil under the cover in a whisp of wind and pats him on the shoulder*
"its alright lad...he'll be ok. now all we can do is hope for the best"
*vanishes in a whisp of wind*
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From the darkness of the Carrothian realm one being of pure evil crossed over into the worlds of VU... This being was not man, nor exactly a god like the others...this being was created out of darkness, fed with hatred and corrupted with twisted ideas of destruction...this being was Shezmu, the Demonlord of Carrothia...often presenting himself as a strange mix of a dragonlike creature and a human, his eerie green glowing eyes are sure to give him away...even if he looked completely human to the world...
His ancient demonic soul was seemingly everliving and could not be destroyed, even some of the other Gods of VU have tried and failed in past era's...Knowing this, Shezmu shows no fear nor remorse when it comes to annihilating his enemies in "humanform"...whenever his armies of evil set out to conquer unseen lands, it's path was littered with burned corpses, diseased peasants and corrupted beasts, for his demonic presence is powerfull enough to corrupt and mutate even the littlest of beasts into a terrifying spawn of evil...
However the ancient books of Carrothia have told a story about this realm, the source of Shezmu's power, being on the brink of destruction...It was when the Patron Saint of Roleplaying, Scientist, managed to bring a device onto that world with incredible destructive powers...It was Shezmu himself who eventually managed to absorb these energies seconds before his realm was truly evaporated, sending his immortal demonic soul spiralling into the underworld...A few era's later, people noticed the realm of Carrothia being rebuild and not soon after, signs of Shezmu's power had been noticed by the peasantry who had thought to be freed of their unholy curse once and for all...and so Shezmu returned, even more filled with hatred then before...roaming the lands...seeking new ways to destroy all that oppose him, enslaving those who are usefull enough to his plan to dominate the world of VU
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I dont fly.
End of the story
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*Carrot gets a chorus of crickets chirping. Penguin gets a round of applause*
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*waits till the applause ends, then stand up and claps, noicing every one else stopped.*
*awkwardly sits down while looking around the room*
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"Catches Windscar's uncomfortable twisting in his seat and grins broadly."
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