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So, what, you're like omnipresent / omnipotent or something? Sounds overpowered.
❝ I am a god, you should expect no less then overpowered in my context. However, I will add that while in my own world I am in essence what you have claimed, in the realms of others a great measure of that power is inaccessible. ❞
Day 2 - Family
{{ The closest thing to ‘family’ Liliya has ever had was his angels, whom have abandoned them now. Family is sort of a foreign concept to them }}
Day 1 - Childhood.
{{ Liliya, being a god, didn’t really have a childhood all that much. They had a sort of “Conceptual Stage”, followed by achieving conscious thought, learning to use the abundance of power around them, creating, destroying, creating, destroying, None Of It Is Perfect Enough. Do It Again, Make It Perfect. Create life, it’s awful lonely around here. That Isn’t Perfect Either. BREAK IT APART, DO IT AGAIN. Then along comes Rosaliya. Epiphany; Don’t destroy life, it’s a wasted effort. Leave the mistakes, you won’t be lonely anymore, if you give it powers like your own, you can reach perfection faster. Epiphany two; Make yourself perfect first; Easiest form to create is your own. }}
100 days of headcanons:
Day 1: Childhood Day 2: Family Day 3: Dreams Day 4: Smile Day 5: Strength Day 6: Weakness Day 7: Hope Day 8: Loss Day 9: Desire Day 10: Clothes Day 11: Destiny Day 12: School Day 13: College Day 14: Work Day 15: Family Day 16: Bed Day 17: Breakfast Day 18: Nightmares Day 19: Fear Day 20: First kiss Day 21: Parents Day 22: Siblings Day 23: Heart Day 24: Illness Day 25: Hair Day 26: Skin Day 27: Pet peeve Day 28: Anger Day 29: Funny Day 30: Happy Day 31: Grief Day 32: Death Day 33: Hurt Day 34: Sandwich Day 35: Feet Day 36: Future Day 37: Lonely Day 38: Friends Day 39: Sex Day 40: Kinks Day 41: Sleep Day 42: Health Day 43: Cooking Day 44: Music Day 45: Art Day 46: Intelligence Day 47: Social Day 48: Scars Day 49: Injuries Day 50: Fight Day 51: Love Day 52: Hate Day 53: Disappointment Day 54: Aspiration Day 55: Admiration Day 56: Sunshine Day 57: Ocean Day 58: Heights Day 59: Cold Day 60: Pain Day 61: Resilience Day 62: Hands Day 63: Children Day 64: Technology Day 67: Writing Day 68: Sad Day 69: Faith Day 70: Loyalty Day 71: Honesty Day 72: Morning Day 73: Night Day 74: Evening Day 75: Phone Day 76: Sunset Day 77: Medicine Day 78: Jewelry Day 79: Relatives Day 80: Book Day 81: Photos Day 82: Colours Day 83: Diary Day 84: Tears Day 85: Humility Day 86: Selfless Day 87: Movie Day 88: Heat Day 89: Clock Day 90: Money Day 91: Fun Day 92: Comfort Day 93: Waiting Day 94: Scent Day 95: Voice Day 96: Seasons Day 97: Handwriting Day 98: Face Day 99: Storm Day 100: Time
Liar
❝ Moi~? A Liar? Never! ❞
And they’ve already proved themself wrong. Within the same line of denying the accusation. That had to be a record of some kind.
❝ It seems that the eve of hallows once again approaches. I am prepared. ❞
Across their world, millions upon millions of pumpkin vines sprout from the ground, almost seeming alive in how quickly they grow and move. Meanwhile, Liliya’s castle itself begins to shift and change at his will, settling into a darker and more ominous looking color scheme. Even if no one was around to see them, decorations and festivities were always fun.
ℂ𝕦𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕀𝕥’𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥
indie multimuse of funamusea works - semi-selective - very crossover/AU friendly - OC friendly - 7+ years RP experience - sideblog of bashfullyblack - currently has 2 muses
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❝ Greetings, Etihw. A pleasant surprise. What brings a fellow god such as yourself here? ❞
A visitor of any sort was rare nowadays. Most were put off by Liliya’s own reputation, or by the crushing silence of an abandoned world. Regardless, the flower god was always more then happy to have company, other then themselves. Of course there was always the possibility that any outside force could simply be there to add more insult to injury, but Liliya preferred not to think that until it happened. They stood to greet the other, putting on a smile.
The flower world had to be the most exciting place to read about to the white god. From the moment they’ve heard of it mentioned to their knowledge absorbed in books, a world of flowers seemed like a lovely place! Being their own world was one of nature and flowers, they figured it’d be interesting to visit one day.
With Kcalb one day becoming distracted with work, they seized the opportunity to slip away from their world to the other. They wouldn’t take long, just a quick glance, maybe chat with someone. Luckily, the first person they came across appeared to be the god themself.
【◇】 “ Oh, I didn’t think you knew of me already.. I was curious about your world, and wanted to take a quick look around. I hope that’s okay… ”
❝ My apologies, where are my manners? I am Liliya, as you may or may not be aware. You may explore my wonderful world as much as you please. Would you care for some tea? ❞
Liliya was well aware of the various gods of other realms; it wasn’t as though they had any shortage of free time to look into things. How Etihw had found out about their world was unknown to them, but they assumed it was something similar. The flower god bows courteously as they introduce themselves. They create a white anthurium in their hand, and hold it out for the other god to take.
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❝ Greetings, Etihw. A pleasant surprise. What brings a fellow god such as yourself here? ❞
A visitor of any sort was rare nowadays. Most were put off by Liliya’s own reputation, or by the crushing silence of an abandoned world. Regardless, the flower god was always more then happy to have company, other then themselves. Of course there was always the possibility that any outside force could simply be there to add more insult to injury, but Liliya preferred not to think that until it happened. They stood to greet the other, putting on a smile.
❝ What a beautiful day it is to be god. ❞
They say, as though they weren’t in control of every possible aspect of the day in their world.
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“bill wurtz’s history of japan” sentence meme
❝ And it’s beautiful! ❞
❝ The latest technology; like stones, and bowls. ❞
❝ Crazy rice farms! ❞
❝ Knock, knock. Get the door, it’s religion! ❞
❝ The government was taken over by another clique. ❞
❝ Hi, dipshit. ❞
❝ Can you call us something else, other than dipshit? ❞
❝ Get that squared away. ❞
❝ They really didn’t give a shit about running the country. ❞
❝ How are you supposed to protect your shit, from criminals? ❞
❝ Hire a samurai! ❞
❝ Please respect us, or else we might invade you. ❞
❝ Now there’s more art! ❞
❝ Vote now on your phones. ❞
❝ He was off somewhere writing poetry. ❞
❝ It’s anybody’s game. ❞
❝ They just wanna sell some shit. ❞
❝ Yeah, right. It’s not gonna be this kid. It’s gonna be one us, ‘cause we’re grownups. ❞
❝ We’re talkin’ geography, skeletons, physics! ❞
❝ Huge boats. With guns. Gunboats. ❞
❝ That sucks. This sucks! ❞
❝ Stop, no, you can’t take that… ❞
❝ Did I say downgrade? I meant upgrade. ❞
❝ Can you maybe chill? ❞
❝ How ‘bout maybe you chill? ❞
❝ Weapons are getting crazy! ❞
❝ The Great Depression is bad. ❞
❝ No, don’t do that… you’re not supposed to take over the world… ❞
❝ How ‘bout I do, anyway? ❞
❝ He has a cool mustache, and he’s trying to take over the world and needs friends. ❞
❝ War looks bad on TV. ❞
❝ Everything’s still pretty cool, I guess. ❞
❝ The most exquisite being in all the cosmos, ❞
Dieulis
Indie roleplay blog for Liliya of Funamusea’s works
Non Selective.
Strictly no smut.
Written by Orin
Crossover Friendly
[[Remake of Eiffelily]]
❝ Despised beyond compare. ❞
{{ Revamping this blog to hopefully give myself motivation to be here; All posts will be deleted, all threads dropped, and all drafts cleared. It’s been over 80 days since my last real activity here anyhow so I doubt they’ll be missed }}