Name: "the god" (He hasn't found any yet)
Age: He's not sure, can be from 5 weeks to many thousands of years.
Race: A Discworld god.
Sex: He has the appearance of a male.
Hair: Black, short, standing out from his skull.
Eyes: Many small circles going outwards, being redder and redder towards the centre.
Weight: 180 Lb.
Height: 6 feet, 8 inch
Weapon: A staff, 6 feet of time-hardened oak.
Armor: Ecceptionally hard skin. >Though not to the extreme.
Strengths: None that aren't powers.
Weakness: Dependant of followers to get any power at all.
Skills/Magic: The basic lightning bolt almost all gods have, except his is about 5 inches and almost don't do damage, on account of him not having many followers.
Summon fire: Though "summon spark" would be more appropriate. You get the picture.
Various other god-like abilities, though all so basic and feeble they hardly do any damage or effect, any of them.
Personality: Always hopeful, almost ignorant of any bad things. A bit uncomfortable with humans, don't see them as being completely real. Likes cats and kittens, preferably white ones. He has never been seen to get angry, but he may become dangerous when so. Can get a little stressed and easily becomes uncertain. Has a thing for getting talked about with a capital "H" in "He" and "His", etc.
Appearance: He seems tall and skinny. He wears thin sandals made from though bark, and brownish, greenish, thin clothes made from some undefinable, slightly flowing substance. He wears a long, brownish coat, and a wide-brimmed, almost pointy and brownish hat. He wears trousers and a greenish vest with many pockets.
History: He remembers, walking through a wood, for an hour, an decade, an eternity.. he doesn't know. All he knows is that one day, he awoke to feel himself. And, he was in a forest. A golden, light, greenish and seeming lazy illuminated almost everything. Nice, He thought. Very nice. That was the first he ever remembered. The very first thoughts that ever revealed that he was. He wandered, one foot going before the other in long, slow swings. Suddenly, he looked down at his feet, and slowly fell foreward. His thoughts felt fuzzy and unclear, as if he had just slept. What are these...legs? Yes, legs. Hmm... After some time, and trial and error, he managed to get back on feet, and soon he walked again. Well, it was a nice day, what if he couldn't remember anything, except... He was a God? Well, of course he was.. It just seemed so alien and at the same time so familiar. Suddenly, he got a mental shock. He didn't know what he was god of. He had to be god of somthing, hadn't he? Well, well, he might find it later.
The god had wandered long, and had gotten to a deeper and older part of the forest. The trees were bigger, and many were lying on the ground, rotting and adding a strong organic smell to the air. The screeches from animals became more and more rare, and seemed stronger, and more wild. He heard the screech from a bird which didn't sound as it would join in a sing-song with the maid from the story, but rather eat the wolf, maul the pigs and do unmentionable things to the maid. But strangly enough, the god wasn't afraid, he didn't see the beasts as a treath. As he got deeper and deeper into the forest, he felt better and better. He felt as he fitted in. As he went, he suddenly heard voices. The language was unknown to him, but he was suprised to find he understood them. He felt the tingling of curiosity, and went closer to where the voices came from.
"Ok, we have it all planned out, men?"
"Yea, I fixed the random turn-up, so no more T'hunga suddenly dropping in."
"But still open to all?"
"Yea, I did it random, but tweaked the numbers. It should work good."
"And teachers come first. And you have remembered food? We don't want another mass famine with trapped students, now do we?"
"No, we don't, and yes I fixed it. Teachers will be summoned and will get to know the rules. We even added the Domerii to keep it all good."
"Ok, let's get this thing started already."
The god saw the different people, eight now he counted them, walking in a separate direction outwards in the clearing. They stopped so that they made a ring, each of them forming one of eight points. They all had staffs, some a bit like the god's, but most of them were carved, and some were of metal. The god wondered wheter he should join them, but thought it would be funner to watch from a distance.
The eight men stood still, arms outreached, each of their staffs floating in the air before them pointing to the center. The god saw a sot of greenish purple light flow between their hands and join them, then it flew through the staffs, and joined again at the center. There it formed a a small globe, and the one who seemed to be the leader said through cleanched teeth:
"Keep the flow steady. Stibbons; You've got a bit too much there, reduse it slowly or it'll topple."
"Yes, yes, I got it." the one known as Stibbon responded.
The god got a little closer to see good enough. Hmm...he started to feel a bit weird..
The apperant leader spoke again:
"Whoo..The Domerii took much power, we need more. All tap what they find!"
The got felt weirder and weirder..sort of attracted?
What happened next happened so fast I'll Stop time a bit to tell everything.
First, the men standing in a circle lighted up in the same greenish-purple colour and seemed to draw some of the light out of the surrounding air. Then, all the colour flew into the globe at the center and a small explosion occured.
From the god's point of view, he saw a bright light, then he felt stretched, then composed, then, it all was dark.
From a bird sitting in a tree near the god point of view, the god was streatched to a fine tread, then spun around the globe at the center of the circle, then dissapear.
The god saw, as before said, darkness. He said; "Umm... Could get some light?" And it was so. He saw much light, though nothing for it to light on. "Umm... I stand at nothing, do I? Could I get some land or floor here?" And it was so, he stood on a white marble floor, streatching into eternity. "Umm.. It's so bare here, maybe a fountain? With much water?" And it was so. Then, walls appeared, got doors, some big, some small. Then many floors appeared all along the walls, giving a gangway between the different doors.
"Hmm...Umm..Errrr" The god got a bit perplexed. He went to one door an tried it. Through it, there was darkness, and a joungle-feeling in the air. He closed the door.
"Umm.. They said more would come.. I'll just go to a quiet spot and wait a bit."
The wait lasted many years, and he as mostly mistaken for a statue.
Maloney made this sigg. Peefy is cool.
I've adopted Shinji