Tammy
She frowned thoughtfully as she watched her siblings create and modify the seasons that she had created. It wasn't that their work displeased her, not to a significant extent anyway, but more that she was trying to conjure up ideas that she could possibly add to the seasons. The seasons and their reach... Stepping forward, she held out a hand, creating a tiny replica of the World Tree and the realms that surrounded it. "With our combined power, we could extend it even to the realms detached from Mother." She hummed, "Of course, we can't enforce the seasons on lands our siblings protect from them, nor do I think we should anyhow, but to the lands that don't put up some sort of protection against the change of the winds and the stars..."

She twirled her finger, and the mirage vanished into nothing leaving just her contemplative face. "The seasons will be cruel. The Spring and the Summer will be a reprieve that allow the crops to grow, but the Winter will be a good test to seed out the weak mortals that ignore the warnings of Fall." She hummed. Deciding to elaborate, she continued on. "My harvests will not grow when the chill of Winter has descended on the World Tree's realms, save for those that shield their realms from the seasons themselves. Those mortals that fail to prepare for it will die, while the wise ones survive and make their civilisations stronger." Her frown curled just the slightest bit upwards. "Yeah, that'll be useful."
Cynthia
*So many interesting little characters, so many things to do, so very-many things to hear! Nach's manic mind had its attention pulled in every which way in an effort to listen to what all the gods said, dramatically-... Perhaps too dramatically, rearing their head around in whichever direction they spoke. Though Vivienne's talk of widening their reach beyond Gaia's roots held the mad little god's ear, her curious gaze fixed solely upon the sleepy one. The more she elaborated on this, the more visibly excited Nach became, to toy around with the void was certainly an intriguing notion.* "What a splendid think-thought that is! Oh how bemusing it'd be should one of these voidy-space realms straddle some lines while opting in, worthy of a little test me-I thinks!"

*Nach cheerily hopped then clapped once at the given proposition, and yet her cheery grin nonetheless became crooked.* "Though... That thought, that terrible notion of others willfully wishing not to play in something so very-really exciting as this! How so dreadfully dull. How utterly WRET-CHED to imagine that others like us should choose something so sorrowful as __that__." *She closed her eyes, Nach's hands held together as she twitched and squirmed. That crooked grin she wore bent into a frown, for this was rather upsetting, and yet she giggled.* "Ehehehehee! Oh but alas, it cannot be helped, it cannot be helped- for now. Dulls shall dust then we suppose, befitting of they me thinks! Dust."

*Once Nach addressed these thoughts however, she reared her head right around onto the newly arriving god with a wave of her hands.* "Ah... Hello! You! You're quite-very late indeed, but not to worry see! There may still be more to be done, perhaps, maybe? Thus far we've weaved but four seasons, the Springly, a Summerween, my FALL, and ehm... Whenturn! Been decided it has that even the voidy lands can taste them, if they're close enough of course and... Oh yes! They're circular too! Whatever that means, I wouldn't know. If you've any thoughts then surrender them now, I for one want to add giant spinny storm things to my FALL! That'll bring a bout of carnage, oh it'd be most fun to watch too!"
Robert
Silly grinned. So many friends. And they were all working together. From Wyrd's little bushes that picked themselves up, to Ica's frost, and Vivienne's wonderous additions. Oooh it was all so creative. There was so much going on that Silly almost couldn't keep track of it all. And, if she, one of the most smart, the god who had the most thoughts per second, almost struggled to keep up with the many seasonal changes that could be brought about, then she was sure all the mortals would love it! All the gods' Summers and Winters and Springs and Autumns: all blended together and swirled about the realms.

As the ritual had moved on, and these tested seasons began to form, Gaia herself seemed to respond. The leaves to her east dripped with morning dew, spreading a thin mist beneath them, those to her south stood proud and green as ever, those to her west turned golden, orange and brown, and those to her north froze over with snow. The seasons seemed to progress in a counter-clockwise fashion. 

With the ritual so far along, it seemed like it was time to add some finishing touches. And so, that's what Silly did. She waved her hands, bringing about rainbows when Spring met Summer, rainbows that one could chase, but would never quite meet. For Summer meeting Fall, she added a funny little tickle in the wind. Just enough to make the rare tree sneeze. As winter began, she added some bounce and puff to the first snow, perfecting it for a snowball or snowman. And, to mark the beginning of spring, she slipped in a special surprise: little chocolate and candy eggs. Few in number, well hidden, and a nice find for those leaving their warm homes to the thawing frost. Her special treat.

Unlike before where her additions had been made to the garden, this time she'd simply doodled out her additions with a mix of crayons and basic paints. The result was a childish drawing with large brush strokes and overexaggerated colours. The rainbow was also completely wrong, going from Red to Purple to Blue to Green to Yellow, Orange, and then finally Violet. But, Silly seemed very happy with her work.

Holding up the parchment, she hopped over to Wyrd, giggling gleefully and looking for his approval.