conversations.from: system
conversations.value: ROLEPLAY_MODE: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Emperor Demonking: Four doors are on the east side of the room. These doors belong to the gods themselves.
  
  In the main room, their are four chairs around a round table, in the middle of the table is a map of the world.
  
  On the west side of the room their are four wooden doors that are locked. Their is also a wooden door that isn't locked.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Szilard sits in his chair and trys to get a good look of the dirtball which will soon become a world.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: Darin walks into the room from his door. He bows deeply to Szilard. " And how are you doing today? " Darin's tone is bright and cheerful. He looks down at the map. " Ah, it's ready then, isn't it? Good timing, huh? Just about to get boring in here. " Darin laughs.
  
  Darin walks about the room, stretching his wings, and exuding a bright halo around his head while he's thinking. He then suddenly turns to the table, examines it, and begins to change it.
  
   (After my post in the  World  thread) 
  
  A little while later, Darin falls backwards into one of the chairs, obviously exhausted from spending so much of his divine power in such a short time.
  He turns to Szilard. " So, uh... what's your idea? "
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lord_Asmodeus: Sauron 
  
  A massive orange-colored T-Rex, with purple blue stripes down his back arrives. He is larger, about half and again the size of an average T-Rex. He stomps into the room, his footsteps shaking the "ground" beneath his feet, but if this is infact due to his weight or merely an effect he puts on its impossible to tell. He looks down at the chair, snorts derisively, and eats it, crushing it with his massive fangs and swallowing. He looks to the other gods  So, what are we supposed to be doing around here anyway? 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Hang out.  Says Szilard the Velicoraptor.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: thevorpalbunny: A humanoid figure with clay-red skin wearing light, blood-red armor and bearing a double axe on his back opens a door and walks in, hearing part of the conversation.
   "Or we could fight. Fighting is fun." 
  If he doesn't get any immediate takers for starting a fight, he walks to the map of the world and starts to trace his finger around the map, muttering to himself.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Jumps on ^ and slashes with his retractable claws.  Likesss that? 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: thevorpalbunny: "Kind of, yes. I prefer more like  this , though." 
   Savash  draws his axe and in one smooth (though not quick) movement swings it through the space where Szilard most recently was.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: Darin draws his bastard sword, and attempts to block, and then disarm the armored figure.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Emperor Demonking: Two more doors and chairs appear.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Looksss like more godsss are a coming. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: Darin looks up. " Yes, it does. Wonder what they'll be like? "
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Emperor Demonking: http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=75815 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: bchilders: Mordwraith 
  
  A cloaked black figure glides in the room, darkness cowls his face holding even direct light at bay.  A chill creeps into the room as he glides over to one of the newly appeared chairs.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: thevorpalbunny: Savash
  When Darin interrupts his new fight, Savash growls  "Stay out of it, Shiny!"  and kicks his sword away.
  After making a few more passes at Szilard, his attempts become half-hearted.  "Eh, s'no fun with spoilsports interfering. I'm going to go create some stuff." 
  He then leaves to make some races. (see world thread)
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: Darin, with one quick move, sheaths his sword. " Well, looks like some people can't have fun. "
  
  After Savash creates his people, Darin looks down in worriment, then performs the Ritual of Arcane.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Ssso, anyone wantsss to do anything? 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: " I'm thinking of actually walking among my people instead of being up here, doing nothing. Though... I wonder what  those  doors are for... "
  
  Darin goes and stands near the locked door corresponding to his, tries to open it, fails, and stares at it for a bit.
  
  OOC:Are there any features on the door, or is it just blank and wooden.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Emperor Demonking: Its blank and wooden.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: Darin draws his sword, and strikes the the door with all his might.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Szilard just pushes his unlocked door open with a light force. ((What is inside it?))
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rayzin: Recht walks in and looks at the scene unfolding before him.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Szilard: Whatsss up? You new here? 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: Darin turns from his experiment and sheathes his sword. " Yes, that is a good question. Where did you come from? "
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rayzin: "Well i just appeared..."
  
  ((good question how do we apppear?))
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Halna LeGavilk: OOC: I have no clue. I'm not even sure if ED has been on since the last he posted in this thread.