forum Watch The World Decay (7/7)

Started May 13, 2019 by Deleted user

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This sounds like an AWESOME idea. I would totally read it.

This sort of died… is it going to be revived?

I would really like to see it revived.

Hell yeah it'll be revived, did everyone aend in a form?

Also, for plot reasons, I'm not putting in a form.

I did, yeah

I did

I did

Cool, I'll write out a start.

Nice!

Galen smirked, tapping at his computer. He was inserting some of his extra credit work into a spreadsheet that would calculate his grade for the entire year and would show him what he needed to do more of. He was startubg to get a bit stressdd but he didn't show it, however, his powers did, his pencil was floating in the air.

Xymara was frustrated. Annoyed. Generally unhappy. Maybe even upset. All because she wasn't known. Everyone else was, of course. Who couldn't forget Yua or Astrid? Even when she tried to present herself to humans, Xymara was always treated as a 'cute younger sister' to the gods. Most of the time she was tolerant about it, but today, she was in one of her grouchy moods.

Yua sat in her mansion, surrounded by pillows and fluff. She stretched, particularly happy with her work today.

Verena strode through the gardens, robes flowing around her. The Mount was getting boring these days: no small humans to distract them, no interesting event coming up. She decided to head towards the mansion ahead.

In the gods realm, a loud boom echoed through the air, a picture of Galen with a pencil floating in the air behind him appering in each of the gods hands along with a note. "He has extreme power, do with this information I cannot control."

Verena blinked at the picture, automatically heading to the main hall. It was a good-looking man, quite young. Extreme power, huh?

Yua glanced down at the picture.
"Hm… This could be interesting." She tried to stand, but lost her balance and fell. Trying again, she finally stood and walked out of her bedroom.

Landyn looked down at the board in front of them in concentration. It looked similar to a chess board, but there were more pieces and the board was more complicated than a simple grid. They moved one piece and sat back in their chair in thought. Their brow was furrowed. They would need more than they currently had to win this war. They rushed to the window at the sound of a loud and sudden BOOM. There was a picture of a boy. Their eyes lit up. Extreme power. He would be their's.

"Power? Hm." Xymara was brought back to attention by the note. She didn't really feel the desire to use mortals, but maybe she could at least befriend them. No harm would be done, and Xymara could respect that.
She then hatched a plan, but it would require luck on her side.
Xymara went to the mortal world, near the mortal's house in her animal form: a stag with snow-white fur and golden hooves. Rapping her hoof on his door, only to dash to the outskirts of the forestry nearby, looking at his door in anticipation as she stood still.

Finally, Yua emerged from her mansion. She stretched, her lagoon blue dress seeming to float in the breeze. She looked at the picture of the mortal again.
"This shall be fun."

"Why the hell is there a knocking at my door, I live in the middle of no where." He muttered, standing up and walking to the door, peeking his head out. He walked out of the doorframe and into the outside, following a trail of dirty footprints to the forest. "What the…" He muttered again, staring at the odly colored animal.

Xymara almost jumped at the sight of the mortal, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She had to stop herself from approaching him, not being one to interact with mortals, so she retreated slowly to the woods. He would have to come to her, not the other way around. It seemed appropriate to Xymara, seeing as the other gods barged in on most mortal's lives, at least, in her eyes, they did.
Her hoofprints could be followed to a small but open clearing, and a stream could be heard nearby.

"I have to go back and study, erm, but I'll just check it out." He muttered, slipping into the woods and to the stream. He approached the thing carefully, not wanting to startle it. "Hey, I know you're some sort of magic, so am I see." He said, making a branch float up.

Yua moved along the path outside her mansion to her garden. Here, she bent down over her pond, bringing forth an image of the moral. She sighed.
"It seems I was not the first to make a move."

Landyn flew down to the mortal realm, to where the boy lived. 'Extreme power,' they thought to themself. They transformed into a jaguar as they hit the ground, watching the boy from the woods. The boy would be their husband, their's to use for war. Perfect. But another being was in the woods. A silvery deer. 'Xymara,' they thought, irritated. Xymara obviously wanted the boy to herself, though Landyn couldn't imagine why. No matter. Landyn would just have to fight her for it.