Tick 2: Let there be Life! (And also Death)
And so, the first Mortals are created! While Cut is thoroughly convinced he gets the gold medal, the new prayers of a giant, intelligent species of Weasels located on Rin's Labyrinth suggests someone else had stolen that honer from them. Said society seems to currently be making a living out of the caves, creating "Nests" and simple tools out of their own blood. Said crystalline structures could easily be said to resemble "clotting" in the veins that are Rin's Labyrinth. They seem to mostly be a sedentary hunter-gatherer society as of yet, forming large communities in the nests on their small moon. They often tend to make offerings of their own blood to the Gods, spilling it on their symbols copied from the sky, in addition to an unkown symbol.
Instead taking the mantle of first-planet-bound-intelligent-creatures, the Lancecutters are created on the Swordshield world! Their unique dimorphism leads to a fairly scattered society. Due to their sheer aggression causing them to even attack their own, the females of the species tend to live alone as hermits. Large congregations of males are likewise rare, as a group makes a juicy target for any hungry females. Most of what could be considered "society" is small larvae-catches taken care of by one or two males. Typically due to the...nature of the mating process, the female eats a majority of her own children, leaving the men to come in and claim the "leftovers". Survivors are brought to shaded, hidden locations where the males look after them until almost-maturity. Said catches must be small enough to go unnoticed and be taken care of by one or two males, or they will be devoured by their greatest predator (the female of their own species). They are currently a hunter-gatherer society, with females focusing on the "hunter" and male on the "gatherer". Little use is found for the weapon making abilities, as the planet is literally made of swords. Most sacrifices tend to be of food portions, simply left in the wilderness with a prayer to the targeted Divine Spirit (Cut -3E, Tanact -3E)
Now at second-planet-bound-intelligent-creatures, the Wheel Angels are born on the planet of Swordshield! Immediately after they are formed, Cut appears before them! Cut introduces themself by chopping off random Wheel Angel's wings, announcing who they are and demanding Worship, and summoning a massive swarm of airplane-sound-making flying swords that proceed to slaughter the Wheel Angels. Their desperate prayers for protection reach The Seraph's Cloak, who intervenes first by stabbing Cut with a lance made of Holy Flame, injuring the assailant. TSC then caused a rain of white-fire-covered spears to descend from the sky towards the swords, who proceed to attempt to shield themselves with the Wheel Angels, who in turn had been attempting to defend themselves with the equipment littering the world. By the time the dust settled, a significant amount of Wheel Angels had been killed.
This traumatic experience naturally had a dramatic effect on this newly developing race's culture. They tend to split into hunter-gatherer tribes based off of three separate ideologies. In rough order of size, there is the "Faithful": Tribes who believe that devotion to the Gods will protect them from further catastrophe. Said tribes tend to be lead by a religious leader, with many festivals and daily sacrifices of varying types to statues formed of the metallic landscape. Next is the "Fighters". In contrast, these Wheel Angels believe that the incident meant they could not trust in the Gods, or that it was meant to teach them to defend themselves. They highly value personal skill, and are the most warlike of the groups. Leaders are often war-chiefs that have demonstrated great strength or fighting ability, though some tribes have other skilled leaders such as "the best hunter" or "the best mirror-carver". They tend to live near the outskirts of Wheel Angel territory, hunting down Lancecutters both to defend the other Angels and as a form of revenge against Cut. The third group fits perhaps what Cut had desired the best: "Folders". The smallest group, these are those who fear Cut and his power. They ritually cut off several of their own wings in submission, as Cut had done before, and offer it to said Divine Spirit. They have few tribes, with several living among the Faithful rather than forming their own communities. (Cloak -8E, 2S)
Now for the first-non-hunter-gatherer-society, Bassbull creates the Golems on the Swordshield world! Being close to the blood asteroid things is fairly meaningless, given that it is currently in deep space the point is essentially random. Eating sunlight instead of more physical food, Golems often spend their limited days basking in sunlight, gathering shields to cover themselves in, and hoping something doesn't come along to eat them. They spend their more cutty days hiding under all the shields they gathered. Society is rather simple, they tend to pool together in sunny spots forming fairly simple "villages". (Bassbull -5E)
Bazalith creates a magic system, Living Dreams. Now with something unique that may be traded for, many races that experience sleep have begun forming basic trade-based economies. Shields are being combined into simple buckets and barrels, in order to hold the dreams and later other substances. He also creates Night terror Imps, a creature that feeds off the life-force of others. By necessity of their parasitic lifestyle, they are spread out among the other races. The far-spread races like the Lancecutters make easy targets as a pair is needed to fight the Imps off, but the distance between them makes for difficulty feeding off of multiple hosts. As such the "rural" Imps tend to pick a single target, feed off them for some time, then jump to a new target when the opportunity presents itself. More densely packed tribes offer more targets, but they are not always welcome and are often driven away. Some have utilized their memory altering ability to lean the locals in to accepting them openly, with several entering positions of power. In general they offer dreams to the Gods, emptying out choice bits to the sky in the general direction of the relevant constellation. Others have integrated with their host's culture, with the same sacrificial rights as said culture dictates. Fighter-faction Wheel Angels are currently experimenting with Living Dreams in an attempt to fight off the Imps. (Bazalith, -10E, 6S)
Second-moon-intelligent-but-not-very race, the Lilrins, form on the moon as created by Rin. Compared to many races, their current lives are very animalistic. They exist like most lizards do. Scurry around eating food. Getting eaten. Etc. Unaware that they are an intelligent race, the Weasels often hunt them for their healing properties, often breaking them into as small parts as possible to spread the healing effect to everyone in a tribe. This usually results in stew or soup. Worship is just as primitive as the rest of their society, usually resulting in short prayers of thanks. (Rin -3E, 2S)
The Gods play Crystalball! First up to bat is The blood merchant, who sends his own creation tumbling towards the planet. It proceeds to move at high velocities from deep space to not-so-deep space, when the hitter Tanact attempts to slam it back where it came from. He fumbles and it continues forward, albeit at a slowed pace. The Eye kicks the crystal to a secondary goal, redirecting the heavy projectile slightly towards Rin's Labyrinth at a once-again-increased pace. Currently, it is on a collision path with said moon and is likely to hit Tick 3. (-10P The Eye, TBM, Tanact)
In the first-act-of-copywrite-violation, Rut creates the Lancerutters! As a gender-flipped mammalian version of the Lancecutters, placed on the moon where they can't utilize their God-given ability to mix with the race they are based on. With the differing layout of the moon, the societies develop slightly differently. While they still try to spread out, with Males typically living alone as females in small hidden groups in the tunnels, they run into the other races more often and are forced to compete for tunnel space with the Weasels. Without weapons littering the landscape, females actually put forth the effort to make new fighting implements. Sacrifices are typically burnt, usually offerings of food. (Rut -7E)
Name: Left Eye of Nefertem
Power: 10/10 (10/50)
Essence: 6/10 (6/25)
Spirit: 6/10 (2/10)
Name: The blood merchant
Power: 10/10 (10/50)
Essence: 2/10 (2/25)
Spirit: 10/10 (2/10)
Name: The Seraph's Cloak
Power: 10/10 (20/50)
Essence: 3/10 (4/25)
Spirit: 8/10 (2/10)
Name: Bassbull Bettu
Power: 10/10 (10/50)
Essence: 5/10 (5/25)
Spirit: 9/10 (2/10)
Name: Cut
Power: 10/10 (20/50)
Essence: 4/10 (7/25)
Spirit: 3/10 (2/10)
Name: Bazalith the Dream eater
Power: 10/10 (0/50)
Essence: 2/10 (2/25)
Spirit: 5/10 (2/10)
Name: Rut
Power: 10/10 (0/50)
Essence: 4/10 (3/25)
Spirit: 10/10 (2/10)
Name: Lily
Power: 8/8 (4/50)
Essence: 4/10 (7/25)
Spirit: 4/10 (2/10)
Name: Tanactithiel Osispatheo
Power: 10/10 (10/50)
Essence: 4/10 (7/25)
Spirit: 5/10 (2/10)
Name: Rin the Immortal
Power: 10/10 (6/50)
Essence: 3/10 (5/25)
Spirit: 6/10 (2/10)
Titan Weasels 0.5/Lily (2/2 P)
Lancecutters 0.5/Cut 0.5/Tenact
Wheel Angels 1.3/Cloak 0.2/Cut
Golems 0.5/Bassbull
Night Terror Imps 1/Bazalith
Lilrins 1/Rin
Lancerutters 1/Rut
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