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duskofthegods_logs2018-01-02 09:54 pm
deifier) wrote in duskofthegods_logs2018-01-02 09:54 pm
Permanent Log - Thrones of the Gods
Within this post, your characters may claim their rightful place as gods...
For heretofore unclaimed thrones:
The temple is dark and silent. No lights, no incense, no priests - nothing but the echoes of your footsteps. Once, a mighty deity sat in these halls and reigned supreme over their domain, whatever it was. Now, the throne is empty.
There is no one to stop you from approaching. No one cries "sacrilege!" as you mount the steps to the dais. The stone seat at the center beckons - and if you choose to sit upon it, the torches will flare to life once more. Slowly, priests will begin to return.
But only if you choose to take the throne.
For those who have deposed the previous god:
This temple has been warmed by braziers, lit by torches. The statues along the walls gaze down with shadows shifting across their stone faces, making them seem to be alive - judging this new pretender to the throne. The heady scent of incense fills the air.
If there are priests, the part like a sea, though one may tentatively hold out a ceremonial robe, then scurry away into the crowd. They fear you - but also revere you.
The steps leading to the dais are covered with offerings of food and flowers, tokens of worship from the natives of Vernos Bay. Letters lie strewn amongst these gifts - petitions for gifts to be given in return. Do you feel the weight of this task you have taken from another, or are you simply pleased to take their throne?
What changes will be made to the temple now that you have replaced its last god?
Further Instruction:
Players may feel free to either play out ICly how their character takes their throne, link to a thread, or simply make an OOC note that it has been done. Please note who your character is and what throne they are taking in the subject line.
For heretofore unclaimed thrones:
The temple is dark and silent. No lights, no incense, no priests - nothing but the echoes of your footsteps. Once, a mighty deity sat in these halls and reigned supreme over their domain, whatever it was. Now, the throne is empty.
There is no one to stop you from approaching. No one cries "sacrilege!" as you mount the steps to the dais. The stone seat at the center beckons - and if you choose to sit upon it, the torches will flare to life once more. Slowly, priests will begin to return.
But only if you choose to take the throne.
For those who have deposed the previous god:
This temple has been warmed by braziers, lit by torches. The statues along the walls gaze down with shadows shifting across their stone faces, making them seem to be alive - judging this new pretender to the throne. The heady scent of incense fills the air.
If there are priests, the part like a sea, though one may tentatively hold out a ceremonial robe, then scurry away into the crowd. They fear you - but also revere you.
The steps leading to the dais are covered with offerings of food and flowers, tokens of worship from the natives of Vernos Bay. Letters lie strewn amongst these gifts - petitions for gifts to be given in return. Do you feel the weight of this task you have taken from another, or are you simply pleased to take their throne?
What changes will be made to the temple now that you have replaced its last god?
Further Instruction:
Players may feel free to either play out ICly how their character takes their throne, link to a thread, or simply make an OOC note that it has been done. Please note who your character is and what throne they are taking in the subject line.
Seth Gecko | Revelry
With a shrug, he took a seat. "Ladies and Gents, all hail the motherfuckin' king of fun and games." Seth had been mostly joking. He didn't expect to be able to just take a seat and take the throne. Yet he sure as hell didn't run off or even get up when the flames ignited and subjects started to enter. He watched warily, waiting for someone to object then settled into the seat when no one did.
His hands rested on each of the arms while slouched slightly in the seat. He probably didn't look like any royal but Seth only walked to the beat of his own drum. He couldn't help but think of how his brother would eat up shit like this. Revelry? Seth hoped it meant what he thought it did.
He might've finally found something better than chasing a score, feeling empowered by the position. Whatever higher power there might be around here couldn't possibly help any poor bastard who tried to get him off the throne now. Seth continued to look around, waiting for the other shoe to drop. This was one of the weirdest dreams he'd ever had. --That was what he chalked this all up to. None of this shit could be real.
"If I'm understandin' this right, I'm king here. So it's King Seth or your majesty. Anyone have a fuckin' problem with that? No? Good. Now let's get the party started."