On the Seventh Day, Mythology based RP

[Monou_Fuuma]

There were two things Fuuma decided sucked about being the God of Destruction. One: he was important enough that he was not created last and thereby got no spiffy party in his favor. And two: There was nothing yet made to destroy. So all this poor God had to do was sit around and look pretty while he awaited Clow’s first creations outside the divine realm that he might get to play with.

Because even Fuuma had to admit it would be rather stupid to attempt destroying other Gods.

He sat there, lounging on what could only be described as the fluffiest couch in existence (Especially so, since the only other ones around had already been tested by him and it could be proven that man, as they were hardly yet conceived, had not yet made any themselves, yet.) Bored out of his mind, he entertained himself with building and knocking down a house made of small, stiff pieces of colorful paper.

Ironically, he thought to himself, he did not actually know any of his peers, yet. Clow had been so busy creating everyone he had not spent time introducing them or what they could do. He made them, told them what they were, then unleashed them… to do nothing.

This was the first gathering of them all and Fuuma was trying hard not to get his hopes up but nonetheless looking forward to meeting someone, something, anything of interest.

[Syaoran]

Syaoran walked towards the hall with Syao. The twins were both wearing the same outfit and had their hair done the exact same way. It was a thing for them, they always had to look the same. They may be opposites, Justice and Betrayl, but they were still twins and loved each other as brothers did.

Syaoran was getting nervous about meeting the other gods. Syao, on the other hand, just wanted to get it over with. He was fine with it being just him and his brother. He didn't see why he even needed to meet these other gods. He had Syaoran, he didn't need anyone else.

[Shirou Kamui]

It wasn’t long before the newly appointed God of Beauty and Chaos sauntered his way into the room in his creator’s gigantic castle designated for the big celebration that was to be held. Decked out in only the finest of silks and jewels, one could hear the deity coming from a mile away with the way all his accessories and adornments jingled with each step he took. Using a hand to adjust his intricate headdress, which composed of feathers, chains, and elaborately decorated charms in an arrangement fitting of one who would govern over chaos, he scanned the room, eager to see and meet the “brothers and sisters” he didn’t know he had.

Since his creation, Kamui’d spent most of his time trying to make the barren world below more beautiful. He’d started by manifesting fields of exotic and brightly colored flowers…..but since he was only getting used to his new powers, he hadn’t taken into account the touch of chaos he possessed and flowers began sprouting up rapidly across the land, along with some other plant life like grass and weeds. In fact, they were all probably still growing as we speak but the young God was unsure how to make it stop so he’d just let it go, figuring the world needed all the beauty it could get anyway.

Looking around the room, he saw a pair of twins entering from a hall opposite to the one he’d came in and another man on a couch playing with some pieces of paper. Putting on a most charming smile, he walked over to the couch, since it was closer but spoke up loud enough that the twins would be able to hear him as well.

“I didn’t think I was this early…I do hope Clow-sama made more than just us four…”

[Monou_Fuuma]

Fuuma looked over at who dare take up space on his fluffiest of couches. Then took the time to lazily scan the other up and down, taking in everything. He became curios; what were they the God of? It must be something complicated… or rather intricate.

“Four?” He finally said, not quite comprehending. It occurred to him, someone else might have arrived. So he quickly turned his head to scan the room and there they fell upon the newly arrived twins. “Oh.” And he went back to the other.

Something had caught his interest, “What are these?” he asked, lifting a hand to caress a fluffy white thing, flicking his fingers over its softness again and again… before bringing them all together to crush it, whatever it was, and pluck it from the convoluted metal-work. Fuuma brought it back to himself, examining it closely, rubbing it between his fingers and trying, once again, to brush his fingers over it.

Finally, dissatisfied, he opened his fingers and blew gently, ridding himself of the broken thing, “It’s not as soft once it’s broken.”

[Sumeragi Subaru]

Subaru had, in fact, gotten distracted on his way to the party by the mass of flowers that had formed seemingly out of nowhere, the small, white bird that customarily perched on his shoulder flitting about happily.

The small kitten in his arms clawed and chewed at his hand before he put it down- it sniffed the plants experiementally, before chewing on the end on a leaf that had prodded into its face.

He watched the two creatures for a long moment, laughing at their antics, before picking the kitten back up despite protests and movin towards his destination.

Subaru was nowhere near as decorated as Kamui. Perhaps Clow had decided he wanted a change, or that the God needed to be more understated, or that it simply felt more natural...

Regardless, Subaru was dressed in a simple, white yukata, his belt a braid of hair and feathers, interwoven with short bits of fur and leather.

He had a group of anklets around his left leg, made of scales, teeth and claws. Otherwise he was unadorned but for the snail's shell hanging from his ear.

He ran after the bird as it flew ahead of him, stumbling in to the meeting place. He blushed as he noticed the other Gods- the twins, the larger, dark-seeming man and the pretty small-framed one.

"Ah... hi?"

[Kurogane]

After the lovely God of Beauty and Chaos, the God of War and Fire followed, making his own noise as he walked. His footfalls were heavy and metallic, announcing his presence to all the other gods.

From head to toe, Kurogane wore armor of the strongest metal in the newly created universe. Humans would not discover it for several thousands of years, if they discovered it at all. His armor was tinted black and flames were engraved upon its surface. When Kurogane walked, the flames on his armor seemed to flicker with threats. His helmet bore the same fiery designs, and his own red eyes glowed with divine flames.

He was silent and serious, eying all the other gods he saw in a calculating manner. Kurogane had been busy all day. Humans were not the only creatures involved in battles, although they would be the most vicious and bloodthirsty. Kurogane had made use of the desire to survive in animals. Creatures on land were already beginning to fight over everything else in existence. They fought over food, mates, and even places to sleep at night. When humans began their battling, that would be when Kurogane could really get involved in Clow's world.

Kurogane had been most interested in the two boys to his left. They looked exactly the same. He narrowed his eyes at the two, wondering what kind of trouble they would create. Then, his eyes flickered to Subaru. What kind of God was this?

[Shirou Kamui]

And as quickly as he’d put that smile on his face, it was instantly gone and replaced with a slack jaw and utterly shocked expression.

“Ah! How dare you?! Just what do you think you’re doing!?” Kamui demanded half angered, half panicked. This other man had just picked off a piece of his favorite headdress; one he’d picked out just for this occasion. And now it was ruined!

Kamui raised one of his delicate hands to clutch at the area the feather was plucked from and looked around frantically for something he could inspect the damage with. Pushing past Fuuma and completely ignoring the new arrivals, Kamui made his way over to a table with a tray on it, which luckily had a reflective surface. He then went about trying to amend what he considered to be a major flaw and fluffed the feathers this way and that, hoping to cover it up. So much for being friendly…

[Sumeragi Subaru]

The white-decked God shyed away from the large armoured newcomer, both impressed and faintly frightened by his presence. It wasn't easy to determine what sort of person he was supposed to be from his very aura.

Subaru watched the interaction between the other two with cocked interest instead, smiling faintly to himself. The pretty one seemed flustered and annoyed.

He flounced over, plucking a white ostrige feather out of his belt and offering it to the boy with a faint smile and wide eyes.

[Syaoran]

Syaoran was startled when he saw all the people entering the room. They were so elegant looking. He looked down at his own outfit and began to feel like he and his brother were underdressed.

They both wore identical black long sleeved robes. All the stitching was done in red, and the ends were wrapped with red fabric. There was an excentric design on the back, two smaller, identical ones on the front to the bottom. Underneath, they both just wore complete black.

Syaoran was curious of who all these people were gods of, but didn't dare to speak. First impressions were everything. Syao, on the other hand, was getting impatient. He crossed his arms and looked around.

"Where's our 'great creator'? We can't be THAT early..." He mumbled to his twin, who just shrugged.

((neh~ THis is what I was trying to describe... the design~ ))

[Kurogane]

Kurogane ignored the beautiful god and the other with him. The god in white that skipped over to the other two was not a threat at all and so Kurogane ignored him as well. He looked from one Syaoran to the other, not answering his question. Kurogane had his own question to ask.

"Why are there two of you? That seems like a waste of time and energy," Kurogane openly criticized Clow's decision to make the twins.

[Syaoran]

Syaoran blinked and looked up at Kurogane. He immediatly shrank a tad bit. The man was just so intimidating. He shook his head and shrugged. Syao rolled his eyes at his twin and looked up at Kurogane.

"Well why not?" He asked with major attitude. "We're twice as great."

Syaoran stared at his twin and shook his head franticlly.

"That's not it at all, Syao!" He exclaimed and looked towards Kurogane. "It's because we sort of go together. Justice and Betrayl. It's a strange combination that many don't realize work together."

[Shirou Kamui]

Kamui was momentarily interrupted from his pouting and grumbling about the rudeness of a certain man when something fluffy and white caught his eye. He immediately turned to see someone standing there who he hadn’t noticed before offering him a new feather. A really pretty feather too. Kamui was very interested.

“For me? Are you sure?” the beautiful God asked hopefully, though a bit wary since his first encounter with someone other than his creator had turned out so disastrous. While waiting for a response, he took the opportunity to give this new presence a good look up and down. This creation was quite beautiful too, though in a different way. Kamui had to wonder if Clow had made this other God to contrast him somehow.

[Kurogane]

"Justice and Betrayal?" Kurogane repeated in his deep voice. That was certainly interesting. He cocked his head to the side thoughtfully before he thought to introduce himself. If they could not tell by his armor or the large sword on his back, they would know who he was now.

"I am the God of War and Fire."

[Sumeragi Subaru]

He beamed, touching Kamui's hand. He put the end of the feather between the creature's fingers before curling them around it. He eyed the combination for a moment before nodding sagely

"Of course I'm sure." He leaned forward slightly, touching his thumb to the god's cheek, just beside the corner of his mouth. "So smile, okay? You're more beautiful that way."

[Syaoran]

Syao looked closely at the man's armor and gave a nod. "Your outfit sort of gives it away." He replied with an uninterested tone. Was it time to leave yet? He was bored already, and wanted to back to it being just him and his brother.

Syaoran, on the other hand, thought that it was so cool. "War and Fire? I guess we all sort of fit then, don't we?" He asked, looking from Kurogane to Syao. Betrayal's can lead to war, and most wars are started for the sake of someone's justice. I may just be rambling, but it makes sense to me."

Syao rolled his eyes at his twin and gave a sigh. "I guess..."