+1 elder god in human avatar form

[purpleshadeancient]

[Those outside in the courtyard are seeing an interesting sight today. A man in strange purple robes is sitting on the fountain, silent.

No, not on the rim. He's literally sitting on top of the cherub decoration on top of the fountain, apparently indifferent to the very distinct discomfort it has or the fact that his legs are getting utterly soaked from it.

Mantorok is... thinking. This was new. Strange. Being transported randomly was not, in fact, something that he tended to experience, even in his "avatar" form, as it were. That he could still feel his real body, however distant it was, is reassuring, and his magic hasn't seemed to suffer even slightly for it, which is equally comforting.

Or at least as comforting as an elder god would need.

He was a bit... curious about those who ran around in this world. Were the people around here similarly teleported by some force? It certainly wasn't Trappers, and it wasn't as if different worlds was a strange concept.

But he's not about to go around asking people, no. Instead, he simply sits, and he waits, an aura thick with dangerous magic around him. Those who were even slightly curious about magic or the occult would find themselves drawn to him... while for those who had magic talent at all, it would be like a gigantic beacon, he's sure.

Waiting, always waiting for what it is that he wants... and this world would be no different. At least for right now.]

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[purpleshadeancient]

That implies that I actually take lovers at all.

[He tilts his head a little, the long strands of his hair brushing across Bakura's skin. There's an almost chilling feeling from it, a charged, magical-tingle wherever it brushes along.

Manny raises his eyebrow a little, but doesn't really move.]

By all means, hold on as long as you need. I don't intend to move from here for quite some time yet.

[fluffydeathdealer]

It was a joke, asshole!

[Only Bakura would discover a man was a God, look into the abyss of madness, and then snap an insult.

That feeling... it's chilling and despite that, he lifts a hand to catch one of the strands. This feeling of magic... this energy. No matter what he thought before, he's sure now that this guy isn't lying. He's far from human.]

Good to know.

[purpleshadeancient]

Were you? I was a fertility god at one point, you know. Or at least worshiped as one. It would hardly be too out there a guess.

[The tingling only increases as he touches it willingly and a bit more tightly than the light brushes. It's as if his very essence hums with this clearly dark magic... but the darkness is different even from his, deeper somehow.

Manny's eyes are closed again and he seems to be perfectly content where he is, not even breathing.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

You're a fertility god... that doesn't get laid.

[Pfft...]

HAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!

[purpleshadeancient]

Yes, yes, laugh it up. Though let me remind you that I can very easily throw you off this fountain. And halfway across the courtyard, if I so wished!

[He grins in a very twisted, terrifying way, bearing teeth tha... holy fuck, his entire mouth is filled with razor-sharp canines.]

Unless, of course, you're offering...

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[Well shit. Not laughing any more. Remind him never to let this guy's mouth near his dick. Or anywhere else, for that matter.]

Sorry, I'm taken, but flattered.

[purpleshadeancient]

Hmhm... Not that I cared, anyway.

[For most people, it would feel like a backstep after being rejected, but for Manny... it rings fairly true. He really doesn't, one way or the other, and his lips slip back down to hide those daggers as his eyes close again.]

Though most humans seem to show affection via clinging like this.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oy. I told you, I'm just taking a moment to brace myself. If I was showing affection, I'd be a little more direct.

[It isn't just because of the words that he straightens up, balanced carefully on the edge of the cherub's base. He feels calmer now, despite the shock of those teeth, and he carefully avoids Manny's eyes this time.

...though his hand's still holding onto that strand of hair.]

Besides, if that's what your eyes do, I'd probably go insane if I had to put up with your dick.

[purpleshadeancient]

[He barks a laugh that, like everything else, has that heavy unnatural feel, but rather than being too perfect, it's like the dark laughter of some twisted hellbeast.]

I couldn't give you an example, either. I've never laid with a human like that. Hadn't felt the need.

[He tilts his head a little, "looking" at Bakura with a curious expression.]

Do you find something fascinating about my hair, hm?

[fluffydeathdealer]

I'd say you're missing out, but I don't blame you.

[He runs the hair through his fingers, curiously.]

This power... I can feel it. It's fascinating... Even the world of darkness never held anything like this, I'm sure. The feel of it's unlike anything else.

[purpleshadeancient]

I told you... I'm an elder god. An Ancient. Of course my power would be beyond anything even of your "hell."

[Not that he'll admit that Bakura's only feeling a fraction of it right now. Damn you, Pious, and your seals! It's taking forever for his energy to slowly sap back.

The actual texture of the hair is... strange. Not coarse, not soft, not silky. Just... not unpleasant and definitely registering as a feel.]

Heheheh... I could show you how to call on it, if I wanted to.

[fluffydeathdealer]

But you don't, right?

[He noticed that 'if', you jerk.

Still, he lets the man's - god's? - hair go. No sense in weirding him out and making him fulfil his threat of throwing him across the courtyard.]

'Elder god'... I don't really know the term.

[purpleshadeancient]

Hmm... how could I explain it?

[The question is ignored for the moment as he muses quietly.]

Just think of me as a dark being who's existed before even the first breaths of your world were put into place.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I see... so an 'Elder God' is a being as old as that... no wonder you use the term Ancient. I can't even imagine being that old...

Heh, I thought 3,000 years got boring, but you've got me beaten.

[purpleshadeancient]

I don't -- didn't, I suppose? -- experience time quite in the same way as you... but once you've passed a certain mark in years, everything seems to speed up. 100 years, once unbearable, passes in the blink of an eye, then 500, then a thousand...

Then 3,000.

[He's still staying as still as a statue, despite his earlier threat. Seems he's not inclined to boot you just yet, Bakura.]

As for my power... I only lend that to people who can offer me something. Heh heh... what can you offer?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[That's something, at least. Still, the idea of his entire age being just a blink... it's unnerving.]

Heheh... I don't have anything to offer to a God. Even for power like that, I suspect the price would be a little too high for my liking... especially since it'd be mostly useless here.

Unless you can break the barriers of this place, it's probably not worth it.

[purpleshadeancient]

I could give it a try... though if it brought me here, it'd be layers on layers from others. But certainly a place like has some complications...

And you'd be surprised what I can be swayed with. I am an Ancient God... even what seems simple to you could be entertaining to me. And my usual price... Heh! No need to worry about it here.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oh? It seems you've already gotten a grasp on what situation you're in... Interesting. Not much gets past you, does it?

[He's just going to think on this for a moment. ...his legs feel weird standing on this.]

Oy. You should relocate to the ground, kami-sama.

[purpleshadeancient]

Some things do, occasionally, but I have a habit of making sure that's as rare an occurrence as possible.

[His voice almost sounds threatening, but in a weird sort of indirect way.]

You're welcome to drop down yourself. I hardly think I need to yell for you to hear me down there.

[He half-opens an eye, giving Bakura an amused look.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I don't like being looked down upon. Even by gods.

[Actually, especially by gods.]

[purpleshadeancient]

Ho-ho. A bit of a rage against "Gods," have you? Hmm...

Very well. I'll humor you for now. But you still might want to get down first. I don't make a habit of carrying anything unless I want to.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Keh! I don't have an interest in being carried by you!

[Dropping down, he lands carefully, managing to avoid causing more damage to his leg by taking the weight on the other one.]

I don't care for things that just sit and watch and yet expect to be worshipped.

[purpleshadeancient]

Who ever said I expected such a thing? I've lived for far longer than two thousand years, yet that was the only span I mentioned, wasn't it?

[Manny pushes himself right off in a hop, landing easily.]

Humans are the ones who come to me for power, protection, and whatever else they think they can ask of me... Heh.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Only a fool seeks protection from someone stronger, rather than trying to become stronger theselves.

[purpleshadeancient]

I never said you humans were smart, now did I?