Trecariel heard Elemento's words. "For once somebody else can create the dominant life. I want to see what your styles are...". Since all of Trecariels ideals were already in place, he would now have time for things like that. And so Trecariel would bring about the creation of a new species which would change several planets drastically!
They were called the Emporus Dilesis, and they were easily the most complicated form of life in the entire universe! They were similar to lizards at birth with four legs, clawed feet, long tails and eyes placed on the side of their heads. Their teeth were flat and well suited for grinding plant matter. They had both gills and lungs, and they could live in water or on dry land. They were also capable of surviving in extremely hot temperatures or in moderate temperatures. They were omnivorous, but seldom actually hunted in their youth. They would lay their eggs at ages as young as two months old, laying between 15 and 25 eggs at a time only once in their lives which would hatch without external fertilizaton. At birth they are only about an inch long and could even be considered to be cute, usually being about a foot or two long when they lay their eggs. After which point they would undergo vast changes! After laying their eggs their stomach acids would grow weak and incapable of properly digesting plant matter, and their teeth would fall out giving way to a new set of much sharper teeth turning them into carnivores. After another month or two they would gain a more potent immune system. They would be capable of consuming Serplites fairly safely. Firelisks would be another story, as their acid could make a Emporus Dilesis ill, but it would be able to handle a few of them if it were old enough. Needless to say the Squoodles wouldn't stand a chance! Should they be able to survive a few more years they could potentially grow to be up to 15 feet long. Their eyes would gradually shift to the front of their faces and gain a kind of night vision. They would also have much longer claws that would be razor sharp and easily capable of tearing most prey to shreds and tougher scales which could fend off most attackers. They would become dexterous enough to stand on their hind legs and would be a natural warrior species. They would typically die of old age at around five years old, but would usually die sooner of starvation or other causes.
Yet they were not just some kind of typical animal species. They are very intelligent, being on par with a typical human at adulthood. They could identify and resolve problems and were even capable of speech! Whats more the very ideals of Trecariel had been sewn into their very genetic code, causing them to be followers of Trecariel even if nobody was around to teach them. They would be almost fearless, and would even go so far as to embrace death as opposed to fearing it! Sometimes committing suicide for purposes such as population control or to feed their relatives. They also were influenced more strongly by souls and in turn influenced the souls more as well. They were actually quite friendly in general aside from the whole carnivore thing and would often be considerate towards their prey when they are not hungry or before eating them. Although their behavior could differentiate greatly and some of them were less pleasant than others.
Merely coding the DNA required a vast amount of power, but it would be worth it in the end. Trecariel would then take a handful of Emporus Dilesis eggs and scatter them across the universe placing some in several areas on Planet Chramotic, Ariel and Razdoria! He also kept a few of them in Trecariels Husk as pets.
Trecariel created the Emporus Dilesis! (10 acts? Maybe a bit less?)
Trecariel populated the Emporus Dilesis and introduced them to Razdoria, Chramotic, Ariel and Trecariels Husk! (1 act)
"Hey. Hippie. You got your lizards on my planet. You should clean up after yourself. It's just not very good for the ecosystem to have them eating everything."
With a snap of his fingers, Razdor imbued the Firelisks with a small amount of chaos, granting them the ability to spontaneously teleport over short distances. Each teleport would require a short downtime in-between, about half a minute or so. (3 acts (?))
Hippie. It was an interesting term to use to describe a god of death who just created a fairly carnivorous reptilian species. Perhaps he was referring to Elemento and the Serplites? Although if he were it would be a rather late response. Trecariel ultimately decided to respond to Razdor saying "If things get too out of hand I'll resolve the issue personally".
Gurrath was suddenly next to Lippmann, a glass of wine in his outstretched hand. All the gods besides Lippmann seemed too busy arguing about something or another to take much notice of the background god.
Lippmann looked to his side and saw, what do you know, King Dirt of Destiny.
Lippmann accepted Gurrath's offer, but he didn't drink it. Instead he decided to shove as much as squoodles (unlucky enough to be in his vicinity) as possible into the glass of wine. He wanted to see how many he could fit inside.
"Hmm," Gurrath muddied his way through before taking a small sip from his own wine glass. I didn't know you were such a kind person, Lippmann."
The scientific god, it can probably be assumed, looked up quizzically at the God of Fate.
"I assume you already knew that exposing any mortal to the Wine of Gods will grant them immortality."
Total: Three acts to retroactively (within universe) or just now (outside of it) create the Wine of the Gods, a supply of wine that, drank by any mortal, will make them live without aging. And if three acts is too much to grant mortals immortality alone, it can also grant superpowers of mild strength and random origin. If it's too little, extended lifespan. Once again, three acts in total.
"So what's this I hear about drinking?
Razdor immediately appeared behind Sandy and the Bore, then snatched the wineglass and guzzled its squiddly contents.
"A little tangy, but not bad. Now then, don't you have something better to do than get some random squid things drunk? File some paperwork or something? Maybe write some memos?"
"Oh ,they are going to suffer horribly through their gift, aren't they?" Gurrath intoned, sounding actually a little sorry for the little ones.
Oh boy, it is Lizarddouche, appearing out of nowhere, mocking him nevertheless. Lippmann wasn't surprised. "I ran out of Acts, dipshit."
Lippmann proceeded to pull out all sorry alcoholic sods out of Razdor's mouth (with his HAND) and lead them back to their homes. It was the least he could do.
"Well, I guess that's what you get for choosing such terrible domains. Could've just chosen something simple like 'air', but noooope, you went with being the God of Business and Basically Being Useless. Sucks to be you I guess."
Razdor disappeared, reappearing to the Squoodles that Lippmann had just sent on their way.
"Hey there, Squiddles! Guess it's a good thing you're 'immortal' now! But let's be honest, it's hardly my fault. I just wanted some wine, how was I supposed to know that the God of Dumbasses was going to throw all of you in there? Now then, run along before I decide that I actually want the taste of squid in my drinks."
It was not that the domains were terrible, it was that the state of things made his domain not optimal. From his experience, he knew his Act gains usually caught up with the others when there were people, interactions between people, commerce, market economy, hospitals, churches, political factions, newspapers, televisions, satire, reporters, scientists, philosophers, religions, governments, laws, and in other words, all the parts and pieces of a civilization.
Still though, the lousy Act gain as of now was kinda crushing to his confidence.
Plus, civilizations are ridiculously fragile if you don't pool enough Acts into them. For some reason, Gods like to play Götterdämmerung on the mortals, pushing and punishing them around for selfish and trivial reasons. So just when his Act gains were adequate, some God will summon a meteor out of fucking nowhere and send the mortals back to the Stone Age.
As Razdor is about to smite the dark veil, it dissolves and retreats, reforming elsewhere! A good portion is burnt and destroyed, but the mayority is still intact. Hidden away in Shadoath's original corner, Shadoath himself appears before the black veil.
"FAILURE IS NOT TOLERATED."
He rips the thing asunder, destroying his own creation utterly. Small, black tatters remain, floating among each others. Shadoath disappears, and time passes.
After some time, the tatters start moving, jerkily at first. Minutes later, each and every remaining fragment of the black cloud is set on a course towards one of the three planets. As the dark things enter each of the atmospheres, they begin changing as they dive down. They solidify, taking on a vaguely humanoid form. By the time each touch the ground, they have attained sentience and the ability of shapechanging. They are not alive; they are animated darkness incarnate.
They are the Shades. They will seek out gatherings of creatures and pretend to be one of their kind, but whenever one of them is separated or alone, it will hunt it and terrify it before killing it in gruesome ways. Rinse and repeat. Not being actually alive, they are very hard to kill, but they abhor sunlight in their shade form and they generally stay out of it if possible. Their granted intelligence allows them to be decent actors, to stay in the role of whatever creature they are imitating.
(5 acts & most of the acts invested in the shadow veil)
I really should see about getting a new signature.
Brutal murder? Absolute insanity?
Sire, i do believe you are trying to take my act.
I swear, dissipate from existence for one eon, and this is what happens.
The Operator gives a slight chuckle.
You forget, my friend. You must set the dominoes in place before you can expect them to come out in any pattern. You must put all of the irons in the fire before you can expect to forge anything.
The blocks are falling into place without interference, though. So i suppose a less roundabout answer towards that is, "Very well."
And you? How is setting up civilized society coming along?
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Razdor pushed Lippmann out of the way.
"Ahahahaha! The Skinny Guy! My least favorite person ever! How's it going? You enjoying screwing up peoples' YouTube videos? Maybe standing around and freeloading on their properties? Tell me when you've found your face, I think you might've dropped it somewhere. And what's this ARK you're going on about like it's something important? Maybe it's flammable." Razdor's face took an immediate turn for the serious. "And we may just find out, Slendy."
Upon noticing the Firegod's presence, the operator raises one of his non-existent eyebrows in annoyance
Oh, Radzor. A little hotheaded now, aren't we?
Some of us have to work for godhood, candleman. I did so by feasting upon the sanity of those unable to understand my true nature. I am not ashamed of where i started, no matter how menial it may have been.
As for the ARK, all will be seen in due time. Don't worry, little yule log. You have nothing to fear from it.
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I told you dawg. Even a spirit is mocking you!
Why not put 5 acts as a blessing saying that Squoodle government will present throughout their existence.
Or maybe a few acts blessing saying they will always have a civilisation rather than tribes.
Seriously its not too hard, you just have to get creative....
Elemento then goes down to Chramotic. He begins to speak and his voice resonates throughout the sea.
Tell me my children. What do you wish for? What will make you worship me?
Gather at the nicest garden.
Elemento created the gas ball Ariel, and spawned life within it. With the natural low gravity of the ball, the life drifted about within.
Lippmann improved Squoodle society further, then invested in sapience in the Serplites.
Razdor proceeded to win an apparently final victory on the Star, enlarging it and blessing it with a shield of defense. The shadows around it were banished. The Star began producing excess heat and light due to its size. Lord Shadoath loses power due to the fact that he is no longer blocking the Star.
Razdor then created the Firelisks.
Trecariel then created the Emporus Dilesis, the most expensive lifeforms in the universe.
Gurrath then brewed the Wine of Gods, and gave Lippmann some. Lippmann then dunked some Squoodles in it, and Razdor promptly drank them.
Lord Shadoath created the Shades, which begin spreading death across the worlds.
Elemento called the Squoodles to a meeting to ask them what they wanted.
The newly enlarged star begins heating all the planets up! Although Chramotic is still within safe limits, the ocean has somewhat evaporated, making the atmosphere thicker and the water shallower. Some Squoodles in shallow areas were stranded and died. Razdoria really couldn't care less about the extra heat, and Ariel was mostly unaffected. In addition, the sudden blinding light on one side of the planet has caused some of the Squoodles adapted to a darker existence significant discomfort, although it has enriched most of the plant life on all the worlds.
The immortal Squoodles are now deathly afraid of Razdor due to experiencing his godly innards.
All plant life in the universe has experienced massive growth due to the increase in light from the Star.
The Emporus Dilesis begin hatching and growing, but as of yet they are still very rare. With time, they could rapidly grow in number and influence.
Following a buildup of fear, the Squoodle leader has made a mandate that no Squoodle enter the Yggdrasil forests. Although this goes against one of their god-given instincts, most Squoodle adventures into the forests are canceled.
The Squoodles at the meeting plead with Elemento to shield them from all things related to fire. They hate the now-revealed and incredibly hot Star, and the immortal Squoodles are also terrified of the fire god. Some Squoodles relate stories of loved ones who were killed during the initial lowering of the sea level caused by the Star. Some have recently experienced a crushing despair, which they decide was a premonition regarding this hellish occurrence. Some are also concerned about the Yggdrasil, but others argue that they would rather have the Yggdrasil than this fiery disaster that is smiting them. By extension, they want the relatively weak light of their Stronghold moon as the only source of light.
Two Spirits have rejoined the universe, and one new one has also arrived.
Act Totals: Gods:
Razdor (Anomaly): 8 (+8)
Gurrath (AProcrastinatingWriter): 19 (+6) [predicted +1]
Trecariel (Supernerd): 9 (+9)
Lippmann (Pharmacy): 8 (+8)
Elemento (Oidip): 11 (+9)
Lord Shadoath (chimericWilder): 9 (+5)
Lance (Rufus): 8 (predicted +1)
The Operator (Protoman): Out (1)
Nebelun (Legion): 7 (predicted +1)
Jomontet (KatoHearts): 7 (predicted +1)
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