+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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[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?

[fluffydeathdealer]

I'm not human! Stop lumping me in with those fools!

[purpleshadeancient]

Then what are you? Even a spirit of a human is still a human. Are you claiming to be something else?

[fluffydeathdealer]

What? A god as old as yourself can't tell for themselves?

[purpleshadeancient]

Oh, I'm sure that I can, but it's more interesting to ask.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I don't know exactly what I am. I think I used to be human once... but there's little of that left. You're right that humans stay human... Even when dead.

But from what I've been able to piece together, this soul is nowhere near a human one.

Heheh... I may be considered human in your eyes, o great god of madness and ancientness, but not in mine.

[purpleshadeancient]

Heh... how interesting! I might have to take a closer look at that soul of yours someday and see first hand just what you are, then...

[Manny folds his legs, plopping onto the side of the fountain with ease.]

But! I'm content with speaking to you for now. It's been a while since I've had the... pleasure.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Is that so? Well, I'm glad to entertain.

[He's a little wary of that 'look at your soul' comment. It could easily be a threat.]

But if you do anything to my soul, put it back when you're done, will you? I kind of need it.

Especially considering you'd probably mindfuck it into insanity.

[purpleshadeancient]

Now now, why would I do that? Insanity is so boring to have to deal with. Difficult to have any kind of conversation with it! I should know, I was stuck with Xel'lotath for some time...

[If it weren't for that aura, he would look for all the world a carefree adult right now. ...well, maybe if his smile wasn't so eerily practiced, too.]

I'm quite careful with what I decide to play with.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Sel.... Ex-l...

[WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING HAVING A NAME THAT STARTS WITH AN X?]

That guy was that much of a loon, huh?

[purpleshadeancient]

[Don't look at him, he didn't name his insane bitch of a daughter.]

She had a split personality, of sorts, yes. Goddess of Insanity and all.

[fluffydeathdealer]

No wonder... even just having to introduce herself must have driven her nuts.

[purpleshadeancient]

Who knows? She never spoke with mortals, preferring to leave that all to Pious. "Speaking" being a relative turn, of course.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...I don't blame her.

[A name like that... goddamn, yo.]

But I know at least one person with a split personality that's at least fun to talk to... most of the time. She must have been pretty far gone to be that boring.