AVARUS ODIUM
The Destroyer
Fluxxation’s God Awful Roleplay Stuff.
Welcome, you unfortunate soul. Now that you’re here, let me describe the purpose of.. this mess.
This here is my roleplay dump. If you want to know the specifics of my characters, find what roleplays they’re in, see what franchise characters I use to roleplay, or gaze upon my collection of poorly made roleplays, you’re in the right place!
In terms of roleplay, I only do so on the forums, so all of the characters mentioned are exclusively on here.
This… still needs some work. I’m going to be reading what characters I even want to bother putting on this list due to my downsizing, but I will be trying to find some time when I can round out the final bit of lore I want to make and paste it all here..
This will get worked on, I promise, I’m just not sure when.
Welcome, you unfortunate soul. Now that you’re here, let me describe the purpose of.. this mess.
This here is my roleplay dump. If you want to know the specifics of my characters, find what roleplays they’re in, see what franchise characters I use to roleplay, or gaze upon my collection of poorly made roleplays, you’re in the right place!
In terms of roleplay, I only do so on the forums, so all of the characters mentioned are exclusively on here.
A list of all the roleplays I’ve made, obviously. (Click on them if you want to go to their pages!)
Still Active:
Solitarus
Bossfight!
The Ship (A Van Parody)
Decommissioned:
Voidtouched Reality
The Arena In Between Worlds
Bellum Magnum (The Great War)
CARNAGE
Still Active:
Solitarus
Bossfight!
The Ship (A Van Parody)
Decommissioned:
Voidtouched Reality
The Arena In Between Worlds
Bellum Magnum (The Great War)
CARNAGE
Take “active” loosely. I’m just describing somewhat active roleplays that I have characters in. This is not at all in any relevant order, just whatever order was easiest for me to paste in.
Bossfight!
Solitarus
TLRPPW
I may rejoin more at some point.. but as of now, I’ve downsized a lot due to lack of time and not wanting to hold up plots in certain places..
Bossfight!
Solitarus
TLRPPW
I may rejoin more at some point.. but as of now, I’ve downsized a lot due to lack of time and not wanting to hold up plots in certain places..
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In terms of roleplays, all of mine will take place in two separate universes. The third is merely there for sake of lore explanation, but will not be entered at any point. My roleplay system is, however, based on the concept of their being many billions of universes, most of these being other people's roleplays. I tend not to mess with timeline stuff or alternate realities of the same universe at all. Near all of said universes have the same laws of reality when compared to our own universe, the only variants being other people's roleplays that may have other laws.
Universe 918-B3 is the universe where the bulk of my content lies. It contains my creation gods, deity system, The Sentinels, the elemental gods, and (sort-of) Bossfight!. The normal laws of reality apply. This universe is massive beyond measurable scale, suggesting an age of roughly 20-25 billion years of age. It seems to have grown stagnant in its expansion, and may perhaps begin shrinking eventually.
Here's some of the content pertaining to 918.
Here's some of the content pertaining to 918.
Name: Father Garundel
Nickname(s): Garundel, The Old Sage
Appearance:
An odd almost ferret-like creature the size of the average person. He’s roughly six feet tall. His eyes are perpetually closed, and he seems to always have a hardened scowl on his face. He has some golden teeth, golden ear piercings, and golden rings and bracelets. He wears wraps around his ankles, wrists, and neck. He has a long sleeved dull red robe that covers his whole body, dropping down to his ankles. He has white hair that he holds back in a long ponytail using a golden ring. He has a small white goatee too.
Abilities: Father Garundel possesses immense telekinetic powers. However, due to his old age, his use of magic tends to be very limited and he grows tired rather quickly when having to heavily use magic. Blessed by Oblivisci with divine light magic.
Strengths: Wisdom, team-building, support, knowledge. Nigh immortal (immune to disease and further aging) unless directly killed.
Weaknesses: minimal endurance, old age, frail, very cold personality on the outside.
Personality: He seems to almost always be mad at something, but once you become friends with him, he’s like a wise old grandpa.
Other facts: his eyes remain closed at all times, he seems to be able to see almost perfectly though, perhaps this is why his stamina is so low? He constantly uses his magic to sense the world around him in color.
Theme(s):
Eyes closed:
…:
Text color: 7C706B
Nickname(s): Garundel, The Old Sage
Appearance:
An odd almost ferret-like creature the size of the average person. He’s roughly six feet tall. His eyes are perpetually closed, and he seems to always have a hardened scowl on his face. He has some golden teeth, golden ear piercings, and golden rings and bracelets. He wears wraps around his ankles, wrists, and neck. He has a long sleeved dull red robe that covers his whole body, dropping down to his ankles. He has white hair that he holds back in a long ponytail using a golden ring. He has a small white goatee too.
Abilities: Father Garundel possesses immense telekinetic powers. However, due to his old age, his use of magic tends to be very limited and he grows tired rather quickly when having to heavily use magic. Blessed by Oblivisci with divine light magic.
Strengths: Wisdom, team-building, support, knowledge. Nigh immortal (immune to disease and further aging) unless directly killed.
Weaknesses: minimal endurance, old age, frail, very cold personality on the outside.
Personality: He seems to almost always be mad at something, but once you become friends with him, he’s like a wise old grandpa.
Other facts: his eyes remain closed at all times, he seems to be able to see almost perfectly though, perhaps this is why his stamina is so low? He constantly uses his magic to sense the world around him in color.
Theme(s):
Eyes closed:
…:
Text color: 7C706B
Character Name: Eileen
Character Nickname: The Traitor
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: roughly 5000s..?
Character Alignment: Righteous evil
Character Appearance: Another one of those ferret creatures.. her fur is a dark brown-ish black. She wears a tattered black robe… her hands seem to be worn down to the bone, and the same goes for about halfway up to her forearms. A faint black mist seems to float around the bones, animating them perhaps? She has a dark grey and bloodied bandage over her eyes, and more dark mist seems to slowly seep from them… she seems to have various mortal wounds that haven’t really healed over, but they’ve stopped bleeding at least. She has thinning dark grey hair.
Character Species: Zelethian
Character Height: 5’11
Character Weight: 130 pounds
Character Personality: Quiet, contemplative.
Character Equipment: She can conjure a dark steel scythe, the same dark mist is floating off of it.
Character Abilities: By offering herself to Tenebris as a vessel for his power, Eileen has been given many of the dark god’s abilities, but on a level scaled down enough to not destroy her mortal body.. she can conjure various metal things out of darkness, teleport between shadows, make portals of sorts, and sometimes even conjure things directly from darkness.. being struck by any dark inflicted weapon causes immense pain beyond what makes sense for the degree of the injury.
Character Backstory: A familiar tale now indeed it seems.. there were 9 of them. However.. only 8 were blessed, something the others wouldn’t tell you. Eileen was the only one to receive nothing.. she was to be the supervisor of the other 8. After hundreds of years of watching all the others do work while she did nothing but coordinate made her bitter.. One day she set off in search of the god Tenebris from the tales of old.. and she found him. He made her an offer, godly power for control of her mind whenever he deemed it most necessary. She accepted.. and the 8 never saw her again, knowing only that she had made herself an enemy. The nature of her magic began to wear her body down, and now she needs said magic to remain alive…
Character Flaws: While she is an incredibly strong combatant, she still has a glaring weakness to light based magic.
Extras/Trivia: Her text color is 28324E
And her theme is
Character Nickname: The Traitor
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: roughly 5000s..?
Character Alignment: Righteous evil
Character Appearance: Another one of those ferret creatures.. her fur is a dark brown-ish black. She wears a tattered black robe… her hands seem to be worn down to the bone, and the same goes for about halfway up to her forearms. A faint black mist seems to float around the bones, animating them perhaps? She has a dark grey and bloodied bandage over her eyes, and more dark mist seems to slowly seep from them… she seems to have various mortal wounds that haven’t really healed over, but they’ve stopped bleeding at least. She has thinning dark grey hair.
Character Species: Zelethian
Character Height: 5’11
Character Weight: 130 pounds
Character Personality: Quiet, contemplative.
Character Equipment: She can conjure a dark steel scythe, the same dark mist is floating off of it.
Character Abilities: By offering herself to Tenebris as a vessel for his power, Eileen has been given many of the dark god’s abilities, but on a level scaled down enough to not destroy her mortal body.. she can conjure various metal things out of darkness, teleport between shadows, make portals of sorts, and sometimes even conjure things directly from darkness.. being struck by any dark inflicted weapon causes immense pain beyond what makes sense for the degree of the injury.
Character Backstory: A familiar tale now indeed it seems.. there were 9 of them. However.. only 8 were blessed, something the others wouldn’t tell you. Eileen was the only one to receive nothing.. she was to be the supervisor of the other 8. After hundreds of years of watching all the others do work while she did nothing but coordinate made her bitter.. One day she set off in search of the god Tenebris from the tales of old.. and she found him. He made her an offer, godly power for control of her mind whenever he deemed it most necessary. She accepted.. and the 8 never saw her again, knowing only that she had made herself an enemy. The nature of her magic began to wear her body down, and now she needs said magic to remain alive…
Character Flaws: While she is an incredibly strong combatant, she still has a glaring weakness to light based magic.
Extras/Trivia: Her text color is 28324E
And her theme is
Name: Valence
Species: Some sort of anthropomorphic ferret like creature.
Appearance: He has dark grey and slightly patchy and dirty fur, his eyes are a firey orange and he wears a tattered dark grey cloak.
Abilities: Flame and magma manipulation and summoning. He has short black hair, usually unkept. Blessed by the god of fire.
Backstory: He was one of the few who survived the mechanical scourge’s rampage, which resulted in his homeworld, and it’s entire population, save a few people, behind eradicated. They were all blessed by a god with divine abilities.. but some of them wanted more. Valence and one other broke away from the unity that was formed in pursuit of their own power. Valence conquered an entire world for himself.. but then he began to feel empty as time went on. His purpose felt long gone. He decided to take a job as a mercenary of sorts, going around the galaxy and doing the dirty work of any god who needed someone dead. It’s a mystery as to why he ended up here.
Weapon: He can conjure some sort of darksteel mace, and a huge one at that.
Text color: F37934
Theme: Dark Souls 3 ~ Pontiff Sulyvahn
Species: Some sort of anthropomorphic ferret like creature.
Appearance: He has dark grey and slightly patchy and dirty fur, his eyes are a firey orange and he wears a tattered dark grey cloak.
Abilities: Flame and magma manipulation and summoning. He has short black hair, usually unkept. Blessed by the god of fire.
Backstory: He was one of the few who survived the mechanical scourge’s rampage, which resulted in his homeworld, and it’s entire population, save a few people, behind eradicated. They were all blessed by a god with divine abilities.. but some of them wanted more. Valence and one other broke away from the unity that was formed in pursuit of their own power. Valence conquered an entire world for himself.. but then he began to feel empty as time went on. His purpose felt long gone. He decided to take a job as a mercenary of sorts, going around the galaxy and doing the dirty work of any god who needed someone dead. It’s a mystery as to why he ended up here.
Weapon: He can conjure some sort of darksteel mace, and a huge one at that.
Text color: F37934
Theme: Dark Souls 3 ~ Pontiff Sulyvahn
Character Name: Mina (other part is a title.)
Species (anything anthro is accepted, try to avoid using protos tho): Some sort of large anthropomorphic ferret, she seems to be the last of a species.. or is she?
Abilities (no godmodding, try to keep them mediocre): She possesses very strong wind magic. Blessed by the god of wind.
Short Backstory: An entire race was wiped out by the mechanical tyrant in his conquest of the galaxy. Mina, along with a few others, shouldn’t have survived, but by the grace of a god, those few were saved, and empowered to fight against the robotic scourge and his legion. She has done her fair share of fighting against this menace, and she has see entire worlds collapse. She is among the weakest of the group, but she has still fought long and hard. Lord knows how she got here.
General Info: She’s old, very old. She has bright blue piercing eyes, and she wears a dark green and tattered cloak/robe. She has long dark grey hair that she often has knitted behind her head. She can conjure a large golden twinblade, which is a short staff with two long spear tips on either end.
Text Colour: 00A885
Theme:
Species (anything anthro is accepted, try to avoid using protos tho): Some sort of large anthropomorphic ferret, she seems to be the last of a species.. or is she?
Abilities (no godmodding, try to keep them mediocre): She possesses very strong wind magic. Blessed by the god of wind.
Short Backstory: An entire race was wiped out by the mechanical tyrant in his conquest of the galaxy. Mina, along with a few others, shouldn’t have survived, but by the grace of a god, those few were saved, and empowered to fight against the robotic scourge and his legion. She has done her fair share of fighting against this menace, and she has see entire worlds collapse. She is among the weakest of the group, but she has still fought long and hard. Lord knows how she got here.
General Info: She’s old, very old. She has bright blue piercing eyes, and she wears a dark green and tattered cloak/robe. She has long dark grey hair that she often has knitted behind her head. She can conjure a large golden twinblade, which is a short staff with two long spear tips on either end.
Text Colour: 00A885
Theme:
Name: Pael
Gender: Male
Age: 5000-ish.
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance (Pictures or Description): Yet another ferret person. Pael wears a tattered brown leather cloak instead of the usual robes the others seem to wear. He has sharp, usually furrowed emerald green eyes and light grey fur. He wears various silver rings and piercings. He has short white hair that’s often spiky and unkept.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: On the reserved side, but he’ll warm up to you eventually if you talk to him. Has a raunchy but still generally witty sense of humor and a carefree attitude.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: He has a large wooden and silver greatbow which he conjures various arrows for.
Abilities: He seems to have been blessed by the god of nature, as he seems to be able to manipulate things like fauna and wildlife with relative ease.. Despite strong acidic and poison based attacks, he is still the weakest of the group by far. He’s also incredibly agile and great at stealth.
Backstory: Mina and Pael were obviously both of the 9 who survived, but they took their newfound abilities in different directions. Pael felt a strong sense of responsibility for helping his sister, but he also felt like he didn’t belong with the rest of the group. He became a recluse, traveling to worlds to see their flora and fauna, and acting as a vanguard of nature whenever it was threatened. He would help the 9 whenever he could, but he would usually do the work on his own. As of now.. it’s uncertain if he’s still alive..
Flaws: His love of nature usually blinds his logic. If he sees something being harmed, he’ll throw himself at whoever is doing so, even if he’s unlikely to win.
Extras: He’s Mina’s slightly younger brother.
Text color is 41A85F
His theme:
Gender: Male
Age: 5000-ish.
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance (Pictures or Description): Yet another ferret person. Pael wears a tattered brown leather cloak instead of the usual robes the others seem to wear. He has sharp, usually furrowed emerald green eyes and light grey fur. He wears various silver rings and piercings. He has short white hair that’s often spiky and unkept.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: On the reserved side, but he’ll warm up to you eventually if you talk to him. Has a raunchy but still generally witty sense of humor and a carefree attitude.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: He has a large wooden and silver greatbow which he conjures various arrows for.
Abilities: He seems to have been blessed by the god of nature, as he seems to be able to manipulate things like fauna and wildlife with relative ease.. Despite strong acidic and poison based attacks, he is still the weakest of the group by far. He’s also incredibly agile and great at stealth.
Backstory: Mina and Pael were obviously both of the 9 who survived, but they took their newfound abilities in different directions. Pael felt a strong sense of responsibility for helping his sister, but he also felt like he didn’t belong with the rest of the group. He became a recluse, traveling to worlds to see their flora and fauna, and acting as a vanguard of nature whenever it was threatened. He would help the 9 whenever he could, but he would usually do the work on his own. As of now.. it’s uncertain if he’s still alive..
Flaws: His love of nature usually blinds his logic. If he sees something being harmed, he’ll throw himself at whoever is doing so, even if he’s unlikely to win.
Extras: He’s Mina’s slightly younger brother.
Text color is 41A85F
His theme:
Name: Bayalt
Gender: Male
Age: 5000-ish
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Chaotic Evil
Appearance (Pictures or Description): Another ferret creature, except this one has jet black fur, and bright purple eyes. He has a dark purple robe. He has long jet black hair held in a long ponytail by a black metal ring.
Species: Zelenthian
Personality: Absolutely bat
crazy.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: He can summon a long dark metal katana, the grip extends long enough for him to use both hands.
Abilities: He has been blessed by the late Entropy with long forgotten cosmic magic. He mostly makes use of brightly colored plasma and portals to do his work, but he is also incredibly agile, along with being immensely skilled with his blade.
Backstory: One of the 9. When blessed, his newfound magic caught the attention of a certain god… Origin. He was offered a job, a mercenary of sorts, where his goal was to kill whatever high value targets Origin wanted dead. He accepted, and he’s done nothing but hunt down and kill minor gods since.
Flaws: Extreme hubris. No allies whatsoever.
Extras:
Text color: 553982
Theme:
Gender: Male
Age: 5000-ish
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Chaotic Evil
Appearance (Pictures or Description): Another ferret creature, except this one has jet black fur, and bright purple eyes. He has a dark purple robe. He has long jet black hair held in a long ponytail by a black metal ring.
Species: Zelenthian
Personality: Absolutely bat
crazy.Equipment/Weapons and Armor: He can summon a long dark metal katana, the grip extends long enough for him to use both hands.
Abilities: He has been blessed by the late Entropy with long forgotten cosmic magic. He mostly makes use of brightly colored plasma and portals to do his work, but he is also incredibly agile, along with being immensely skilled with his blade.
Backstory: One of the 9. When blessed, his newfound magic caught the attention of a certain god… Origin. He was offered a job, a mercenary of sorts, where his goal was to kill whatever high value targets Origin wanted dead. He accepted, and he’s done nothing but hunt down and kill minor gods since.
Flaws: Extreme hubris. No allies whatsoever.
Extras:
Text color: 553982
Theme:
Name: Anderus
Gender: Male
Age: 5000-ish
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Good
Appearance (Pictures or Description): A much larger and more muscular ferret person, he wears a white robe, although it’s sleeveless, and he has a braided white beard with silver rings on his hands, silver piercings, etc. He has intense brown eyes and a huge sheathe across his back. His fur is a brownish grey and he’s covered in scars. Despite all of that, he’s got one hell of a grin on his beaten up face at all times.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: Loud, raunchy, and outgoing, super friendly and caring, but he usually hides it behind his vibrant personality.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: A huge steel greatsword that’s often sheathed on his back.
Abilities: He was blessed by the god of stone. He has immense physical strength, and the ability to warp and mold the ground to do his bidding,
Backstory: Just barely the second oldest of the group, and Garundel’s twin brother. He’s been incredibly loyal to his brother and the group since the start. He’s fought by his brother’s side in every war, been with him in every skirmish, and followed him without hesitation under any circumstance.
Flaws: Rather slow in terms of mobility.
Would die for this he cares about if it means saving them..
Extras:
Text color: A38F84
Theme:
Gender: Male
Age: 5000-ish
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Good
Appearance (Pictures or Description): A much larger and more muscular ferret person, he wears a white robe, although it’s sleeveless, and he has a braided white beard with silver rings on his hands, silver piercings, etc. He has intense brown eyes and a huge sheathe across his back. His fur is a brownish grey and he’s covered in scars. Despite all of that, he’s got one hell of a grin on his beaten up face at all times.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: Loud, raunchy, and outgoing, super friendly and caring, but he usually hides it behind his vibrant personality.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: A huge steel greatsword that’s often sheathed on his back.
Abilities: He was blessed by the god of stone. He has immense physical strength, and the ability to warp and mold the ground to do his bidding,
Backstory: Just barely the second oldest of the group, and Garundel’s twin brother. He’s been incredibly loyal to his brother and the group since the start. He’s fought by his brother’s side in every war, been with him in every skirmish, and followed him without hesitation under any circumstance.
Flaws: Rather slow in terms of mobility.
Would die for this he cares about if it means saving them..
Extras:
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Theme:
Name: Maelith
Gender: Female
Age: 5000s
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Good
Appearance (Pictures or Description): a much younger looking ferret with a relatively slim figure. She seems to pride herself in keeping up looks.. but surely that isn’t the only reason she appears so young? She has shiny light blue eyes and sleek black hair. Her fur is a plain grey color and she wears a light blue and very clean robe.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: Rather reserved and generally seen as shy.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: She can summon a large silver halberd.
Abilities: She was blessed by the god of ice and the cold, allowing her to create and manipulate ice, along with freezing water with ease.. in or outside of a person..
Backstory: Maelith and Ezekayl immediately began to have some sort of relationship near the instant they met. As two of the 9, they rarely had times where they weren’t by each other. They spent some time helping the others, but after about a thousand years of the constant wars, the two grew tired. They peacefully left the group and settled down on a lifeless planet of ice and water. The two became intimate with their relationship, and later seem to have bore a singular child, a girl named Seral. Along with their love of serenity, the two loved to research and create.. they seemed to have discovered some sort of artificial immortality, as the two suddenly seemed to stop aging with still in the middle of their lives.
Flaws: Despite her immense power, she seems to prefer to smooth things over with words.. which doesn’t always work..
She’s very fragile emotionally.
Extras:
Text color: 3D8EB9
Theme:
Gender: Female
Age: 5000s
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Good
Appearance (Pictures or Description): a much younger looking ferret with a relatively slim figure. She seems to pride herself in keeping up looks.. but surely that isn’t the only reason she appears so young? She has shiny light blue eyes and sleek black hair. Her fur is a plain grey color and she wears a light blue and very clean robe.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: Rather reserved and generally seen as shy.
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: She can summon a large silver halberd.
Abilities: She was blessed by the god of ice and the cold, allowing her to create and manipulate ice, along with freezing water with ease.. in or outside of a person..
Backstory: Maelith and Ezekayl immediately began to have some sort of relationship near the instant they met. As two of the 9, they rarely had times where they weren’t by each other. They spent some time helping the others, but after about a thousand years of the constant wars, the two grew tired. They peacefully left the group and settled down on a lifeless planet of ice and water. The two became intimate with their relationship, and later seem to have bore a singular child, a girl named Seral. Along with their love of serenity, the two loved to research and create.. they seemed to have discovered some sort of artificial immortality, as the two suddenly seemed to stop aging with still in the middle of their lives.
Flaws: Despite her immense power, she seems to prefer to smooth things over with words.. which doesn’t always work..
She’s very fragile emotionally.
Extras:
Text color: 3D8EB9
Theme:
Name: Ezekayl
Gender: Male
Age: 5000s
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Good
Appearance (Pictures or Description): A thin and young looking ferret person with dark blue eyes and brown fur. He has well kept black hair and wears a dark blue robe, also very well kept. He seems also rather young and always has a smile on his face.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: Outgoing, friendly, and very likable and kind
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: He can summon two silver daggers.
Abilities: He was blessed by the god of water, he has insanely quick mobility, good slicing attacks, and a whole arsenal of movement and ranged abilities.
Backstory: As one of the 9, he obviously spent lots of time with them.. and specifically took a liking to Maelith.. more on that in her description.
Flaws: Incredibly defensive of his lover, so defensive he may even throw himself at an attacker without regard for his life..
Extras:
Text color: 2969B0
Theme:
Gender: Male
Age: 5000s
Alignment (Good, bad, maybe even neutral..?): Good
Appearance (Pictures or Description): A thin and young looking ferret person with dark blue eyes and brown fur. He has well kept black hair and wears a dark blue robe, also very well kept. He seems also rather young and always has a smile on his face.
Species: Zelethian
Personality: Outgoing, friendly, and very likable and kind
Equipment/Weapons and Armor: He can summon two silver daggers.
Abilities: He was blessed by the god of water, he has insanely quick mobility, good slicing attacks, and a whole arsenal of movement and ranged abilities.
Backstory: As one of the 9, he obviously spent lots of time with them.. and specifically took a liking to Maelith.. more on that in her description.
Flaws: Incredibly defensive of his lover, so defensive he may even throw himself at an attacker without regard for his life..
Extras:
Text color: 2969B0
Theme:
The world known as Zeleth was a peaceful and somewhat primitive and lush planet. The residents of this calm world enjoyed many natural resources, a safe star to orbit, and worldwide peace. It was truly a paradise of a planet.
Fluxxation loves to mess those up.
He came and dealt with the planet swiftly, mobilizing his whole army and crushing the population with relative ease. He dropped huge bombs, fired orbital arrays, and essentially sped along the process through gruesome weaponry. He then began collecting what remained of the natural resources..
The unnamed light god Oblivisci had just reformed a few years earlier.. and he was in the mist of getting his workings back in order… until he noticed the world of Zeleth. He weakly made his way to the surface.. but he was only able to save 9 Zelethians.. all roughly teenagers..
He then brought them to his dilapidated pocket dimension, The Pinnacle. The Pinnacle was a spacious, and yet depressingly large complex of various rooms. A massive central meeting room with a huge round table and chairs, an armory, housing, a training room, a kitchen, etc. The whole place was made of bronze, wooden, and steel, and the lighting came from infinitely burning torches, fires, and candles. The frightened Zelethians lived there for a while..
After only a few months, various gods came forward to offer their blessings to the Zelethians, bidding they destroy the cosmic threat of fluxxation and seek revenge for what he did to their home world.
Fluxxation loves to mess those up.
He came and dealt with the planet swiftly, mobilizing his whole army and crushing the population with relative ease. He dropped huge bombs, fired orbital arrays, and essentially sped along the process through gruesome weaponry. He then began collecting what remained of the natural resources..
The unnamed light god Oblivisci had just reformed a few years earlier.. and he was in the mist of getting his workings back in order… until he noticed the world of Zeleth. He weakly made his way to the surface.. but he was only able to save 9 Zelethians.. all roughly teenagers..
He then brought them to his dilapidated pocket dimension, The Pinnacle. The Pinnacle was a spacious, and yet depressingly large complex of various rooms. A massive central meeting room with a huge round table and chairs, an armory, housing, a training room, a kitchen, etc. The whole place was made of bronze, wooden, and steel, and the lighting came from infinitely burning torches, fires, and candles. The frightened Zelethians lived there for a while..
After only a few months, various gods came forward to offer their blessings to the Zelethians, bidding they destroy the cosmic threat of fluxxation and seek revenge for what he did to their home world.
20 years after the fall of Zeleth, the remaining members of the original 9 created what was called The Sentinels. The name was created by a vote, and the group served as a way for them to work together in fighting against Fluxxation’s attacks on other worlds. Oblivisci headed the ground and served as the leader, a role that he later passed to Garundel before leaving.
The group has a banner, a plain black flag with a golden circle, and outlines of their weapons with blades or arrows facing in ward on the circle.
The group has a banner, a plain black flag with a golden circle, and outlines of their weapons with blades or arrows facing in ward on the circle.
Years will be marked in PFZ, or Post Fall of Zeleth.
0.3 PFZ: Gods offer blessings
0.4 PFZ: Bayalt deserts to join Origin, Valence also deserts and goes missing.
20 PFZ: The Sentinels are formed.
138 PFZ: Eileen deserts to meet with Tenebris
231 PFZ: First planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
396 PFZ: Second planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
482 PFZ: Pael becomes a recluse, only fighting during the wars.
732 PFZ: Third planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
1102 PFZ: Fourth planetary war with Fluxxation, world was saved.
1193 PFZ: Fifth Planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
1348 PFZ: Ezekayl and Maelith peacefully leave The Sentinels.
1839 PFZ: Sixth planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost, and Anderus was killed in combat.
1939 PFZ: Oblivisci leaves the Pinnacle, leaves Garundel as the new leader.
2107 PFZ: Seventh planetary war with Fluxxation, resounding success results in the loss of his entire fleet and ship, he barely escapes with his life.
2981 PFZ: Fluxxation hunts down and slaughters Ezekayl and Maelith by means of Xylith and a small platoon, Seral goes missing.
3378 PFZ: Eighth planetary war with fluxxation, planet was lost.
3782 PFZ: Ninth planetary war with fluxxation, costly success, Garundel lost both eyes but also managed to destroy Fluxxation’s ship, forcing him to retreat again.
4128 PFZ: Tenth planetary war with fluxxation, major defeat, world was lost and the remaining group members had to split and ended up all over.
4139 PFZ: Present day.
0.3 PFZ: Gods offer blessings
0.4 PFZ: Bayalt deserts to join Origin, Valence also deserts and goes missing.
20 PFZ: The Sentinels are formed.
138 PFZ: Eileen deserts to meet with Tenebris
231 PFZ: First planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
396 PFZ: Second planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
482 PFZ: Pael becomes a recluse, only fighting during the wars.
732 PFZ: Third planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
1102 PFZ: Fourth planetary war with Fluxxation, world was saved.
1193 PFZ: Fifth Planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost.
1348 PFZ: Ezekayl and Maelith peacefully leave The Sentinels.
1839 PFZ: Sixth planetary war with Fluxxation, world was lost, and Anderus was killed in combat.
1939 PFZ: Oblivisci leaves the Pinnacle, leaves Garundel as the new leader.
2107 PFZ: Seventh planetary war with Fluxxation, resounding success results in the loss of his entire fleet and ship, he barely escapes with his life.
2981 PFZ: Fluxxation hunts down and slaughters Ezekayl and Maelith by means of Xylith and a small platoon, Seral goes missing.
3378 PFZ: Eighth planetary war with fluxxation, planet was lost.
3782 PFZ: Ninth planetary war with fluxxation, costly success, Garundel lost both eyes but also managed to destroy Fluxxation’s ship, forcing him to retreat again.
4128 PFZ: Tenth planetary war with fluxxation, major defeat, world was lost and the remaining group members had to split and ended up all over.
4139 PFZ: Present day.
TBD stuff because I got tired
The Machinae Cultores, loosely "Machine Worshippers" In Latin, are a group of rejects, psychopaths, and others from across the universe who have discarded their own planets, families, homes, and even flesh to join in league with Fluxxation. They serve as a "grunt work" team for Fluxxation, deploying to handle jobs when he does not want his own fleet to take the casualties.
The Machinae Cultores is full of various creatures of varying levels of augmentation. At the top, there are a few leaders directly appointed by Fluxxation himself, serving to control the masses. The bulk of the army consists of "halfway" soldiers, organic beings with moderate to heavy augmentation. Those with little to no augmentation are left to do the dirty work, factory jobs, engineering, cleaning and maintenance, etc.
The fully mechanized leader of the Machinae Cultores, he serves much like a dictator aboard the Retribution, but will only answer to the commands of Xylith, Fluxxation, or the Council.
Long ago, one man made himself known to Fluxxation. He possessed immense physical prowess, and he used it to fight with the machines against his own kind. Fluxxation saw a fire in this organic that he had rarely seen before. He offered the man a position as a soldier in his forces, the man grudgingly accepted, wanting to be greater. Over the next thousands of years, this man continued to receive augmentations when injured in battle. Eventually, he was no longer an organic being, finally becoming exactly what he had desired to be all those years ago. He still wanted one thing, however. As was customary, he challenged Xylith, Fluxxation's general, to a duel, aiming to take his place.
Xylith tore him apart with ease, making a fool of him in the audience of Fluxxation. Fluxxation was no fool though, and so he devised a plan.
As Jevezel lay on the ground, limbs severed and burning with hatred, Fluxxation asked a question.
"Do you think there are others out there, others like you?"
"If there are, then it is a shame that there is nobody to help them become what they were meant to be."
And with that one comment, Jevezel was the first member of the Machinae Cultores.
Long ago, one man made himself known to Fluxxation. He possessed immense physical prowess, and he used it to fight with the machines against his own kind. Fluxxation saw a fire in this organic that he had rarely seen before. He offered the man a position as a soldier in his forces, the man grudgingly accepted, wanting to be greater. Over the next thousands of years, this man continued to receive augmentations when injured in battle. Eventually, he was no longer an organic being, finally becoming exactly what he had desired to be all those years ago. He still wanted one thing, however. As was customary, he challenged Xylith, Fluxxation's general, to a duel, aiming to take his place.
Xylith tore him apart with ease, making a fool of him in the audience of Fluxxation. Fluxxation was no fool though, and so he devised a plan.
As Jevezel lay on the ground, limbs severed and burning with hatred, Fluxxation asked a question.
"Do you think there are others out there, others like you?"
"If there are, then it is a shame that there is nobody to help them become what they were meant to be."
And with that one comment, Jevezel was the first member of the Machinae Cultores.
A machine appointed from within Fluxxation's own fleet to act as the intermediary between Fluxxation and Jevezel. This machine is little more than an augmented soldier unit who has been modified to allow Fluxxation remote control over the unit. In this way, Fluxxation can meet "in person" with Jevezel.
An artificial intelligence created by Fluxxation to search for so called "heretics" in society by means of their online activities. This intelligence will then research said people, and consider how likely they would be to join the Machinae Cultores. If the outcome is probable, a "collection team" is deployed, often dragging them to the ship regardless of their answer. If they have made it to the ship and then change their mind, they are often slain instead of modified.
The Pilot is a group of heavily modified organics all hooked to the same control system. They manage control of the entire ship, from weapons systems to navigation. They are hidden away in a room aboard the ship. Little is known about their quality of life or ability to think freely. They receive orders from Jevezel much like a computer, and take action accordingly.
The massive blob of machinery responsible for all augmentation surgeries. It works insanely fast and often can handle multiple patients at once.
The ship that the Machinae Cultores use is often called the "Retribution", it is the repaired remnants of one of Fluxxation's older ships, which was split in half by Father Garundel during a war for a planet. It has been repaired externally and in terms of main system functions, but it is still being worked on constantly. It's about 2 miles long, roughly half a mile wide.
In terms of augmentation, the closer one is to being fully mechanical, the higher they are in the social hierarchy of the Machinae Cultores. The varying "levels" of augmentation will be listed below. All augments run on coral, the same substance that powers Fluxxation and his entire fleet. Knowledge of how to use their augmented weapons, along with combat training, is applied during the augmentation surgeries directly to the augmentation in the brain. The more extensive the augments, the longer the recovery, and the longer the learn time.
Overall, the Machinae Cultores seem to have an oddly deep connection with each other, almost like a brotherhood of sorts. They are able to achieve an almost perfect level of strategy and have a near unrivaled strategic manipulation of their troops.
This group consists of those who have just chosen to forsake their flesh and join the Machinae Cultores. They are given a rudimentary implant into the rough brain-ish area which will allow them to understand the various languages of the other worshippers on board, which is automatically translated upon being heard. This also allows them to receive the needed info on potential upgrades they receive, battle commands, tasks, etc. Besides this, they have no augmentations and stay this way for but a few hours usually, until assigned a post. Oddly enough, those who are in this position are oddly applauded warmly and made to feel important.
After being assigned a post, a person will receive light augmentations to allow them to fulfill whatever job they may be working. An engineer may receive back ports for augmented tools, along with an arm replacement and foldable visor, just as an example. At this point, they have no built in weapons. They will have to work several years before being allowed to become soldiers. At this spot, most of them are treated like work horses, given little respect, but enticed by what will happen if they continue to fulfill their duties.
After working for several years, a worker will be modified to fulfill a combat role. This usually is the midpoint for augmentation. This usually consists of light body armor with things like whole limbs being replaced and such. It is a versatile role, but many still remain about half organic at this point. Most will die serving as grunts due to the nature of their deployment and the little care for their safety. In fact, the reason the Machinae Cultores is so feared is that these soldiers are promised to have their wounds cauterized in new steel, meaning the closer they get to death, the better they will be rebuilt. These soldiers are often in a tight bond with each other, and treat each other as brothers and sisters in arms. They do still receive flak from higher-ups.
After being sufficiently wounded in combat, one will be comprised of mostly steel, but still remain party organic. Only one in twenty grunts become a Trooper. Troopers are often heavily augmented and built to last. In combat, they preform specialist roles. Often commanding small battalions of grunts. Most piloting is left to specially augmented grunts though. Troopers are usually in an even tighter bond with each other than grunts, they also tend to avoid the grunts. They are looked up to by many, but still look up to those above them.
After either many many years in combat or very very very severe injuries, there is often little left of the organic. At this point, they can be molded into a more weaponized shape, often becoming far less humanoid, if they even were in the first place. There are often only a few dozen living destroyers in a unit, as there will only ever be a new destroyer every few years. They are often deployed in scant numbers as weapons of mass destruction, used to complete difficult objectives with the force of a whole army behind them. Destroyers are looked up to by all, and seen as war heroes and role models. They often have very close friendships with each other, and will often befriend troopers as well.
When becoming a destroyer, there is also the option to join the Contingent. Members of this small group of a few dozen elite soldiers are given tailor made bodies that all have the same base, but are varied based on objective. They are modified before each mission for optimal performance. The average Contingent soldier stands at 10 feet tall with thick and angular metal armor, the head of the soldier being built with a single narrow strip of light down the middle of a bare face. They are meant to inspire fear and dread with their uniformity. These near-machines do not speak, and instead communicate through telepathic implants. They don't seem to be allowed.. or perhaps cannot feel.. any sort of connection to others. They seem entirely emotionless and are looked at by even their own kin as terrifying. They take direct command for Jevezel, and are his own personal strike force for difficult missions where a small presence is required. They are almost always converted to Reborn if they are to lose what little organic matter is left in their bodies and somehow manage to survive.
At this level, an organic is no longer organic, losing the last little bit of flesh inside of them that kept them from being perfect. There are only a handful of Reborn, and they serve in key positions aboard the ship. There are a few generals, a few overarching ship supervisors, etc. Those who are Reborn tend to stay well away from their lessers, unless they are forced to interact with them. They are treated like deities among the Machinae Cultores.
Universe M631-921 is an outlier universe that primarily exists for the roleplay Solitarus. It has normal laws of reality, but is a much younger universe when compared to 918. It seems to be roughly 550 million lightyears in diameter, and has an age of roughly 1.9 billion years. It seems to still be rapidly expanding, albeit unevenly. This uneven expansion seems to greatly multiply the size and scale of odd, dimensional tears that may splinter through the young universe at random. These seem to mainly serve as wormholes, but their size and duration may vary.
In terms of M631, the only relevant content is Solitarus. You can find more about that RP back at the top of this thread via the links.
In terms of M631, the only relevant content is Solitarus. You can find more about that RP back at the top of this thread via the links.
UNIVERSE NAME: GL8-4
UNIVERSE AGE: EXCEEDING SEVERAL TRILLION
UNIVERSE LAWS OF REALITY: [EXPUNGED]
UNIVERSE CONTENTS: [EXPUNGED]
RELEVANT CONTENT: [EXPUNGED]
UNIVERSE AGE: EXCEEDING SEVERAL TRILLION
UNIVERSE LAWS OF REALITY: [EXPUNGED]
UNIVERSE CONTENTS: [EXPUNGED]
RELEVANT CONTENT: [EXPUNGED]
“What the hell does that mean” you must be saying to yourself right now. Well, it means Unfinished OCs! Anything posted here is simply not done, or it may be done and it’s unassigned. Sometimes it’s just names, other times it may be fully done characters I just haven’t implemented. It could even be characters who haven’t had their info exposed yet for.. reasons. Feel free to ask for specifics at any time! You may or may not get answers depending on what you ask though..
Coral Sentience, [REDACTED] (TLRPPW): [REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET, {MISSNG ACHIEVEMENTS}: In my Head (TLRPPW) ]
Fluxxation (TLRPPW): [REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET, {MISSING ACHIEVEMENTS}: The Longest Day (TLRPPW) ]
Entropy (Bossfight!): [REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET, {MISSING ACHIEVEMENTS}: The Forgotten Son [PROGRESS 3/4] (Bossfight!) ]
Coral Sentience, [REDACTED] (TLRPPW): [REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET, {MISSNG ACHIEVEMENTS}: In my Head (TLRPPW) ]
Fluxxation (TLRPPW): [REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET, {MISSING ACHIEVEMENTS}: The Longest Day (TLRPPW) ]
Entropy (Bossfight!): [REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET, {MISSING ACHIEVEMENTS}: The Forgotten Son [PROGRESS 3/4] (Bossfight!) ]
Just a tab for my ideas and projects.
The Avarice Theory (Unassigned): This was a book series that I worldbuilt and created 5-6 chapters for before abandoning it. I shared a few parts, but I quickly grew tired of writing it and I found that my writing style also needed some work. The concept of the book(s) could be described if enough interest was shown, but I generally see this as a somewhat dead project. However, there was enough depth that it could make a somewhat interesting RP…
UNIVERSE GL8-4[ERROR]: [FILE LOCKED, REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET. {MISSING ACHIEVEMENTS}: In My Head (TLRPPW), The Longest Day (TLRPPW)]
The Avarice Theory (Unassigned): This was a book series that I worldbuilt and created 5-6 chapters for before abandoning it. I shared a few parts, but I quickly grew tired of writing it and I found that my writing style also needed some work. The concept of the book(s) could be described if enough interest was shown, but I generally see this as a somewhat dead project. However, there was enough depth that it could make a somewhat interesting RP…
UNIVERSE GL8-4[ERROR]: [FILE LOCKED, REQUIREMENTS NOT YET MET. {MISSING ACHIEVEMENTS}: In My Head (TLRPPW), The Longest Day (TLRPPW)]
This… still needs some work. I’m going to be reading what characters I even want to bother putting on this list due to my downsizing, but I will be trying to find some time when I can round out the final bit of lore I want to make and paste it all here..
This will get worked on, I promise, I’m just not sure when.
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