Yeah, I accepted the god of air dude. But I want more cliche elemental dieties!
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This is the story of the The Annoying Little God, Simen, the God of Annoyance.
Or actually two stories. One Evil, and one Good.
The Annoying Little God (TALG, his nickname) wanted to hang out with the hip Gods, but he was so annoying, that no one could stand being near him for more than five seconds.
One day, he heard that the Gods were having a party. So he asked the Gods: "Party! Yay Yay yay yay yay Yayzor! Umh, yeah, party, party, Yaay! Paaaartyyy!! Where are the partay going to be? Huh? huh? Party? yaaa...!" "SHU... umh, I mean...party?" "Yeah, party party, Paaaa" "SHUT YOUR FREAKIumh I mean... yeah, we're having a party. Kinda." "Wow wowo wooow oooo!! Party!" Yay ay yay! Where is it going to be? Huh? Party? Yaa... "For love of God(oh, that's me, ehehehehe, *cough*), shu... umh, yeah, the party's going to be at Blue Oyster Bar(BOB). Yeah." So Talg ran as fast as he could (and that's pretty... umh... slow...),
to get to BOB (ehehehe).
But when he got there, he realized, that it was no God party… there only were some large men there, who wanted to dance with him. All nigh long.
Meanwhile, the Gods were having a great time at the party. They drank rivers of beer (literally, thanks to AT ), and ate heavenly pizza, or whatever Gods eat.
“This is gotta be the party of the century!” “Yeah, too bad Talg isn’t here.” “…”
“AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!”
So poor TALG was trapped at the BOB (eheheh), but he managed to escape, by using his powers to annoy people to craziness. But he overdid it a little bit, so he kinda… killed the poor large men. He had never killed a living creature, so he was very upset, and he ran away in shame. He hid in distant parts of the world, were no none could find him (Honestly, I don’t really think anyone cared).
But after many, many years, he decided that it was not his fault, it was the other Gods fault, the told him to go to BOB! It ws probably their intention to make him kill those innocent large men!
He will get his revenge…
Be destroying everything that is good in the world! MWUHAHAHAHA!!!
Yeah, that makes sense. But remember, he hid alone in a cave for a couple of centuries, that’s not good for your head, you know. And he kinda gets revenge, you know, the Gods created the world, so if he destroys it, they will be pretty pissed. But he don’t have much powers really, so it will be hard. But he tries to gather some minions...
The most of the things in the last story happened, but some Gods found out about his crime, and tracked him down, and they said that to pay for his sin, he had to do something good for the world.
So if there is a hero or something in your game, who is supposed to save the world,
Talg can try to help him. But he kinda screws up. Example: The hero is supposed to go somewhere, but there are lots of monsters in the way. So Talg tries to help him, by annoying a mountain to pieces, and the pieces are supposed to hit the monsters. But they don’t. Instead, they seal the road; so the Hero has to travel much further to get to his goal.
cliche elemental dieties, eh?
How 'bout Electro, the god of electricity.
Magmaron, the God of fire, heat and lava. And stuff.
Watarage, the God of water. Obviously.
Earerga, the God of earth.
Ilvator, the God of life.
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The content above makes absolutely no sense. But I guess you've already figured that out.
Well, god of the dead is pretty much self explanitory. But if you must, here is the story.
One day little Tommy Banks, a young teen filled with angst and mom's apple pie, was walking home from school. All of a sudden some kids beat him up. Tommy then proceeded to limp home and put on some mascara (becauseh he was quite goth). This wasn't any normal mascara, it was MAGIC mascara. Anyway, it turned him into a god and he vowed to get revenge on the mean kids. THE END
Wouldn't be hard to make up a legend for the God of Drunken antics.
Something along the lines of a drinking competition in a pub one day. All of the well known and established drinkers were there...large stout rowdy blokes who've been drinkin for more years than most have lived...but on this particular occasion a stranger in a hood attends and is downing pints with the speed of the best of them.
The competition progressed, and surely enough this masked stranger out drank everyone and was awarded the prize...a years supply of beer.
But the old well established drinkers couldn't take this coming from a hooded nobody, and walked up to him and tried to start him. Before they knew it, they were face down in a pile of their own blood and filth after a huge pub brawl where surely enough that only man standing was this masked stranger. Even the bouncers were knocked on their arses.
After the violence subsided, the bartender looks up from behind the bar and see's this man sitting on a bar stool, quitely working his way through to the end of yet another pint and back for more.
Not believing what this hooded stranger had done, he asks him with curiosity
"Who are you?"
The stranger draws back his hood to reveal a young man sporting a long goatie beard and a glint in his eyes making him look wise beyond his years. He replies...
"I am Muggus, God of Drunken Antics. And i'll have another pint thanks mate."
One day Snerlin was walking along and he tripped over a natural log. He then gathered all his power properties and kicked the log til it exponentially decayed.Now Snerlin felt like a real horizontal asymptote.Then the log exponentiated into a giant robot and shot PIs at Snerlin, condensing him into a square cube.
Then Snerlin expanded back to normal and divided the giant log robot by 0, thus become the omnipotent Maister of lasers and PI.
You know, when I show up people turn into nachos, dogs bark from the wrong end, just general strangeness.
In the beginning all was good with the world, it all made sense, then this guy showed up and it all went to hell. The monkeys replaced the poodles as the dominant species, then the Monkeys lost their tails and started walking upright. Then one day the poodles started walking on two legs and slaughtered most of the monkeys. Then the poodles were sucked into vortex to never be heard from again. This angered the Poodle god so he tried to destroy the master of randomness, unfortunately by random occurances the Master is never hurt by these attacks, most often a poor unsuspecting person gets it quite good. This war has continued for eons, except that the MoR has no idea about these attacks on him at all.
Typical Example of Randomness.
Poodle God (PG) "Damn you for smiting and making my minions disapper MoR. Take this!"
MoR Looking in other direction - "Oooh, a quarter," bends over just as fire ball starts to be visible, he farts, which causes another vortex to open, the fireball gets sucked through and comes out on the other side inside a small nuclear plant in Russia. The forest is leveled, and the shaved apes all blame it on "mechanical failure."