Stephanie
*And as if the day could not get more chaotic, a high pitched whistle would be heard from above the whole group. It was odd, as if someone was letting out a loud tone for lack of practice on an instrument of their choice. Or, more accurately, as if someone had dropped a very large object from very high up. Should any god observe the source of the noise they would see a white- and gold-flecked shape growing faster and faster as it descended towards the floor of the hall. Eventually the masculine, if rough-hewn in a literal sense, figure would become clearer before a mighty* **THUD!** *Resounded from the impact of his giant soles on the wood of the Hall.*

*Now that the figure wasn't moving, his features could be more easily found. He was a statue carven of marble, flecked throughout with flakes of ivory, and shot through with veins of gold mimicking the vascular structure of a mortal being. He was 'muscular', if having a literally chiseled physique could be considered muscles, although it was as if a novice craftsman decided to make a rough sketch of a humanoid rather than actually sculpt it. His face was plain and angular, but his eyes shone like iridescent gems. Mainly because they were. With a gravelly voice full of power and potential, he spoke.*

"I am Exilus, and I apologize for interrupting this gathering. I have newly formed from the tree and wish to create and improve mortals. Is this the correct place to do so?"

*From the god's own perspective, Exilus was hopelessly lost. He had dramatically underestimated the size of Gaia and could scarcely comprehend entire tree-mansions being woven from branches and leaves. It was wonderful artwork, but it could yet be improved. However, he required hands and assistants to help him improve the tree or, well, anything else for that matter. Hence his query, but even after the query was posed his mind churned. He had heard something... Something about creation. It was hard to puzzle out as he soared to the ground given the wind rushing through his metaphorical ears but he could still recall something...*

*A gift is what he had heard. A chance to improve and get himself in the good graces of his peers so they could assist him in his grand mission? How could he pass up this opportunity falling into his lap?*

"I will assist in the improvement of the gift in exchange for this information, for it is my grand design."

*Exilus' words were choppy, and that's because he saw no reason to hide his intentions at all. Lying was counterproductive to improvement as one could not build without knowing the full facts of what they were building upon. He was born yesterday, after all, and so such nuances as withholding information were foreign to him.*

*Meanwhile, Exilus subconsciously started fiddling with the closest thing at hand: Nach's horrendous mane. It had required improvement based on Vivienne's actions, and so the statue began to braid and straighten with his own massive fingers.*
Daniel
*Oh, her carefully-planned party...*

For a moment, Vivienne silently lamented. What she had originally been hoping would have been a nice and peaceful affair would no doubt be the absolute image of chaos. But... A cheerful smile crossed her face. This was a party for *Silly* Of all deities. She thrived in chaos and no doubt would have found herself out of her element in anything less. She needed to temper her expectations, and embrace the maelstrom she found herself in. 

"Of course, Nach." Vivienne's tone was calm and caring, her expression warm. She stayed on her knees for an extra moment, just to keep at eye level with the much smaller deity. Her friend group was only growing more unhinged by the day, but her experiences with Dez taught her much about going with the flow. "I would love to be friends." She gave the little goddess a quick pat on the head before rising back to her feet. 

The second copy of Vivienne, though a little taken aback by the sudden, excessive amounts of saliva coating her hand, nonetheless gave a thankful smile to Abrielle. With a small gesture, she washed it off with a quick deluge of water. "Thank you, little one. I know it will take some restraint, but it will be well worth it." Again, she gave the divine child a quick pat on the head, before fading into shadow and recombining with the other Vivienne.

And how fortunate, there was yet another potential helper. And what's more, she recognized her. Vivienne paused for a moment, all-black eyes fixed on the girl with the flowing hair. Without even properly thinking, she just blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Oh! The cute girl from the ritual." She again paused, gave a little cough, and averted her eyes. "That's... Your help would be greatly appreciated. It's a um... Present for Silly. The one who put together the whole thing." Two of her hands lifted to anxiously stroke her antennae, a gesture much like fiddling with her hair. "I'm also putting together a party for her, if you'd be interested in attending that. There'll be-"

**T H U M P**

A massive crash that shook even the foundations of the Hall cut Vivienne off mid-sentence. Another newcomer had just dropped right in. The witch stared almost blankly as the statuesque man straightened up, eyes following as he rose to be even taller than her. A sight she hadn't seen in a long while. Not since the abomination that had nearly killed her. 

"Well, that's... How would I explain..." In nearly in instant, the witch had gone from shy, almost stumbling words to the usual even tone she used the most. She crossed her four arms, antennae twitching a bit. "Well, first, my name's Vivienne, it's a pleasure to meet you. Second, well..." She tipped her head slightly, eyes closing as she thought. "There's several places you could go, but the world is a big place, and you seem like a new god, so I'd expect you to be confused or daunted. This information you seek as payment is... Not particularly valuable, as you'd be able to pick it up on your own with time, so I don't want to say that I'll only tell you if you help. I will offer to show you around my own realm, however, if seeing such a thing would help you in your goals. Should you still wish to help, though..." She opened her eyes again, a friendly smile painting her face. "I would quite appreciate it."
Mark
"Awheehehehh..." *A delightful grin overcame the mad little god when Vivienne patted the top of her head, followed with the snicker and stir of laughter that urged Nach into swaying to and fro.* "Splendid! Oh so quite delightful, a new friend for our burgeoning collection! Oh by our count that makes..." *She quickly counted upon her fingers before wiggling them around, as if to factor some unmentioned equation before she resumed the grasp upon herself with a hug.* "Three! Oh we'll beat our record in no time, surely oh surely we will, yes-yes... We will." *She stumbled back and just barely evaded another fall, if she couldn't compose herself under normal circumstances then what hope did she have for this occasion? That Nach had the occasional bout of mischievous giggling invited a worrying thought of having agreed to something without realising it.*

*There was no telling what thoughts bounced around this creature's skull.*

"Fortunately their attention had taken to the newest occupant of this hall, first studying her greeting and Vivienne's reception of it with bated breath. Assessing how this new creature ticked, before she clapped her hands and erratically tapped the tip of her left foot to a curious tune.* "Ah they come in waves it seems... Or, or perhaps more apt to say they come in rain? Aaahhh, yes it would be so." *With a wave of her hand and the eerie turn of her head, she smiled at the dear unfortunate Mizu.* "Another for the p-a-Aa-rty then! So you're a 'cute' one? Say our dear friend the mothly one? GAH! Youuu are not even fluffy, nor do you have knives that nash! And yet... Your hair is snow, yes! But is shnow cute? Eghemm... It's fluffy and it bites like knives, yet this Nach thinks snow it be more __cool__ than cute... Hm." *For a while this strange creature wracked her skull with the question, "Is snow cute?", rocking her head back and forth before suddenly snapping back to reality. Her eyes dead set upon Mizu, and for a moment it looked like she was about to drop upon all fours then sprint toward her-...*

"GAH!" *If not for the colossal metal man currently braiding her hair, which Nach hadn't noticed on account of wracking her head with a most pressing question. Violently tugging the hair with a surprising amount of force for one so small, before stumbling backwards.* "Ow, pain... Ehehe... Funny!" *Her attention then turned upon Exilus, blinking once then twice, before setting their gaze back upon the room.* "Egghhh... For now! For now... We shall trust dear friend mothly one's wisdom and recognize 'cute' girl's title of cute, for now... For now! We've a gift to make and then a most wondrous par-tee-ay to dream for, oh I do hope there'll be costumes! Oh and pumpkins! Oh- oh! And raining confectionaries with FIRE and sparkles and all the little colours! Ohhhh how very fun..."
Marsha
*A shard of Taivas entered the hall with curiosity, though not through the usual hectic flying or floating. He decided that today would simply be a 'me-day', of casual discovery and enjoyment.

In one hand he had a gourd canteen (he was pretty proud of his mortals for figuring that one out) full of water, while in his other hand he held a ham and cheese sandwich (which was wierd because he hasn't even seen bread yet, nor does he quite understand the concept of bread or a sandwich).

He'd simply been wandering the tree to see if he could find any good views, before stumbling into the hall and freezing in confusion. In front of him was a group of gods he'd never seen before, each of then unique, especially the giant stone dude or whatever the gremlin getting its hair done was. 

Unfortunately for Taivas the ground he'd paused on groaned under his feet, with him frozen with a sandwich still in his mouth, he could only pray to Gaea nobody had heard him... Which was definitely not the case.*
Steven
*She was a bit nervous at first to see their reaction, though once they said she was 'the cute girl from the ritual' it was more so confusion and.. Thankfulness? Was this meant to be a compliment to her? She didn't know, all she did know was she started blushing. Though she didn't think of this for long as she heard Nach and how their rant slowly devolved into if snow is cute. In all honesty it was probably the most chaotic thing she heard in her lifetime, which wasn't that long. But at least the small being hadn't actually figured out why she was called cute. She wasn't sure how to react to this all happening but at least she knew she they were okay with her helping out with the ritual.

 Though only after all these thoughts ran throughout her head did she remember to reply* "Oh!.. Uh.. Thank you..? And I think attending a party would be wonderful.. And it's nice to actually talk to you..? Thanks for allowing me to keep my title I suppose as well..?"

...

*She paused for a moment as she heard once again another thud as she turned her head to another new entrance.. What was it with people and causing loud noises from banging into stuff? She froze up once again though as she looked over the person.. An odd fellow to be sure. But everyone here was a bit odd or more then that. So technically they fit right in with the crowd. She wouldn't lay much mind to them though as she heard their ideas for the party, she just nodded along* "Fire.. And sparkles.. Alright" *She wasn't sure what a party for.. Silly would be like though from the way she imagined it Nach probably wouldn't be too far off from it all. She did take a glance at Taivas though once all was said and done, and odd man with some odd food*