[X] 4 CREATOR... Again and again you watched him work, felt his hand as he tried with ever increasing shame and frustration to bring forth the spark of life. But there can be no life where NO THING before existed. And thus in a single spark of kindness, you crawl forth from the NO THING and fill it with your presence. And so your eyes open for the first time, FULL of wonder, and he cannot help but smile as what was one Not but jagged metal becomes flesh, and from your touch the impossible spark which denies the NO THING brings his creations to life.: (Silversun17, Least Devotee, Vanathor, CrawlingChaos74)
[X] 3 MAKER... A useless lump of cancerous flesh, you are born into a world of strife and hate. At every turn the world goes mad with the blazing drum beats of war and terror even as you ease your way into the flesh so casually discarded. But that was alright. That was fine. As flesh was flesh so would blood flow to blood. You would know the world in all it's glory and terror, you would revoke the NO THING which you could feel boiling in the skin of the world so horribly. Slowly you grow it out, grow the flesh into something more useful, grow the flesh into pieces that only you will know how to use.: (BloodWitch1337, WarShipper, Lunaryon)
[X] 1 MASTER... From the NO THING you crawled, desperate to be in the this world so very desperate indeed. Your body craves to create but you have lost your spark, you have lost it all and in you is nothing but the gaunt emptiness of horrible hunger. No longer are YOU full, instead of your crawling out of it... the NO THING feels like it has crawled into YOU. And amidst this emptiness you feel something, something new... the presence of others, they now affect you, you can feel how they Change... so unnatural... how they writhe toward death... toward Oblivion. You want nothing of this. You want nothing of them. But you realize in a moment of perfect clarity, they will want every thing of YOU. To fill them Up and make them MORE than they ever had been... to make them more of everything you desire...: (Emral282)
[X] 5 MOTHER... Amid the desperate squalor of the pallid ruin you awaken. From all about your entry into WHAT IS from WHAT NEVER WAS lays the evident. Your eyes open, Ten Thousand facets time ten million more stare into the world. And you know that your purpose is to fill it with the children of your bloated belly. They would have called you beautiful... if so terrible you were not. From your gravid belly you feel the wrench of reached hunger, an emptiness to be filled with the flesh of those who resisted. Serpentine and Sweet, your body sways in starving anticipations.: (mc2rpg, WyldCard4, Gideon020, Ct613hulu, noahgab1133)