#deitylock

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Offerings left at your muses altar: fine polish, solvent and oil for maintaining weapons, as well as a complete set of brushes for the same purpose. Also a Tantō with traditional Horimono. As the gifts hint, Cleverbot would probably ask for war- and weapon related blessings, most likely just for Deadlock to favor the weapons he makes.

◅❂▻ Someone was feeling really generous and it brought him immerse strength from the mech’s wish for war. Probably enough to appear in front of the mortal in his mechanized form, yet he decided the voice was quite enough

“Your prayers for the swift kill... I grant your weapons to find their aim.”The blade though, melted down under his power and each and every big drop falling down his altar felt down shaped as a bullet. He had never favoured blades.“Those bullets won’t fail you, reaching every single enemy.”

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Drift heard from a traveler that they had seen a statue of a deity that looked surprisingly like him. Humorously joking that perhaps he was a descendant. It so intrigued him that he found out what planet this statue was located, and made the journey there himself. Finding the statue and being stunned, they did look a great deal alike! "Well then, mr deity statue on an alien planet. Since we look so alike, Maybe we like the same things?" Setting a bottle of his favorite highgrade on the alter.

◅❂▻ Oh, the proud and all-mighty mortal, with a spark full of confidence and self-right. Deadlock did like to break those kinds the most.The bottle broke once the white swordsmech put it down onto the altar. It could be as hard as the hardest metal on the planet but He was not allowing an offering made out of curiosity and simple fun.Not only the bottle broke, yet its contents started to bubble and turn sickly blue from the energon-pink, small trail of smoke coming from them before the puddle stopped boiling right on the base of his altar.The air in the room grew colder as well.

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Of the gods

@knight-of-the-circle  [[previous]]

As the the ruined temple started to tremor the white jet realized he might have made a mistake then crystals he hadn’t noticed before started to illuminate all around him. Wing noticed smoke in the corner of his optic and turned back to the alter and gasped quietly in surprise at the crystal he placed there burned and melted before him!

The knight jumped at the sudden raspy voice and with a very subtle tremble of his folded wings he answered. “I know not your designation deity… I did not mean to offend!” The flier of course looked all around for the speaker.

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◅❂▻"Offend you did not... Not my much, white flier. Except for the sword on your back.” His voice boomed in the empty temple, making few stones fall down when he accented the word. He was The Gunner. Lord of The Unmissed Bullet. “You are standing in front of Lord Of The Gun, one of War Gods under Megatronus. Our gold era was a long time ago, I presume, for you mortals.”

“Still, your spark is racing. Are you afraid your so-called-holy blade might not be enough to protect you?” He laughed.

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Deitylock workship.

Grimlock approached surprisingly normally looking deity. But he could sense it. Smell of death and plasma from blasters. Ionic energy. Smoke and dust. He brings the frame of Ioncharged bear.The biggest he manage to track down and slay with his sword.

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deity AU: The knight slowly wandered, lost in the unknown ruins of a forgotten city, though truthfully, he was happy to be lost. Wing stumbled suddenly over unseen steps and paused at the wrecked temple then decided to go inside to explore, the white mech noticed a sacrificial altar at the center of the room and choose to offer a energon coloured crystal.

It has been ages since anyone had nourished his ever-flaming spark. The city he was praised in had fallen apart, expanding and swallowing before the wasteful mortals depleted all the sources of energy. Then left in hurry when the wrath of nature, that he had warned them all about, send down an earthquake.

His awakening from the eons of slumber made the whole temple tremble and crystals inbound in the walls resonate and glow with an eerie yellow light. The crystal put on the altar started to smoke before combusting from within itself, consumed and melting down to spill all over the altar. The remains solidified within the cracks in the stone, restoring at least a bit of the altar.

“Who of a mortal spark dares to leave an offering without speaking my Name?” The voice seemed to echo from everywhere around the white knight.

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Deity meme - the heads of enemies, as well as banners of captured/conquered enemy states

◅❂▻ “Oh grey-faced mortal… Ya know how to appease me. Your sacrifices are most pleasing for my optics.” The eerie yellow flame starts to gobble up and burn the items from the inside, leaving just a thin streak of smoke as the items self-combust and disappear.