In the distant corners of the still unformed cosmos the gods will hold court. Here they will converse, debate, compliment and argue. The most powerful deity is often one who can whose words carry weight with their peers.

OOC: Echoes in the Void is intended for in-character conversation, any out of character comments will be deleted. Please use private messages for out of character chat. It's highly encouraged to converse with your fellow gods. Don't underestimate the power of political capital!

Greetings, fellow gods!

Greetings to you as well.

Greetings fellow supreme beings. I wish to honor you all with this greeting on this day of our creation.

Vaughn had a quick look at the other gods, but they all seemed like empty canvases to him. Probably because Vaughn himself was an empty canvas right now, oozing with power but yet with no focus for it.

"Greetings..."
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An amorphous blob enters the void. For the briefest of moments hands form from the formless shape… a paintbrush and a chisel can be perchance glimpsed for just a moment, before they lose consistency.

The being then alters his shape into a series of basic geometric figures: a triangle, an octagon, a rhombus. Lastly a pentagram appears from which ten tentacles like projection emerges, five on opposing sides of the other five. Some of these gesticulate up and down in a wave like gesture, while the lower five move the larger geometric figure about. It is almost like the movements of bees among the hive, when nectar bearing flowers have been discovered… well, if the viewer knew of bees, and the waggle dance they make.

To those that do not know, it seems strange perhaps.

To some these movements might reflect the newbie status of the being at present.

Arcturus ponders the other beings before him. Which will be allies and which foes? He looks out into the void, soon to be filled with his creation and smiles.


I thank you for your greetings and humbly extend my own to you.

So much potential about!  What will we make?  Have you all floated...dwelt...existed... here (somewhere) long?

I've just arrived, I think.

"I... I don't think I have... I know very little currently... I know I am Vaunht... and I know I have the power to create and crush..."

"Yes my brethren, come and we shall create wondrous things. Together we shall rule this Void with naught but the almighty Ao above us." Masmorda was pleased with her statement, not knowing how she knew of Ao and that they were more powerful than all of them combined.

I am Rhullarrk. Greetings to my fellow creators. I look forward the unleashing of all our imaginings, be they fierce or humble, beautiful or ugly. Let us go make something new.

Osalus!  So nice to see more movement in the void!  Clearly, we are of the same mind in this!

Eregor, yes I also appreciate your heat. I am curious if we could spread your weather through out the void.

Thank you my brethren for the help with my creation. I am happy we can work together to shape this void how we will like it.

The twittering of the other gods roused Ferenghir from their slumber. Sparks of insight and magic, melodies of gratitude and cooperation danced in the void between the gods, and it was beautiful.

"It appears we missed much in our slumber. Thank you for waking us. It truly is a wondrous thing we all are creating."

The mercury-like surface of Ferenghir's convex face rippled into a simulacrum of joy.

In reply to Ferenghir (msg # 15):


"What is this ... Lay-line, which hands between the moons? For what purpose have you brought forth this thing?"