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CarrionCrow: First thought - looking at each organism, whether human or not, being a small thread, interconnected and woven into the larger, overall thread of energy that keeps everything going.
A person's thread frays, they die. No coming back. For gods, possibly strands that connect them to points that mortal races can't.
How did the gods go away? Most of their threads were cut, maybe to the point that they couldn't actively interact with the mortal world, but still bound sufficiently to still exist in some state that no living mortal could.
How does a demi-god work? Well, you get two mortals together, they reproduce, you get a new mortal thread.
A god and a mortal reproduce, you get a reinforced thread. Stronger the thread, the closer to divinity you are.
The tricky part would be how exactly the gods went away and what they have to do to come back.
First thought - someone managed to find a way to unbind the threads and did so. Why they did it? Who knows. Maybe the gods were complacent, omnipotent assholes that needed a good comeuppance so they'd stop abusing the world with their power. Or something. That's up to you to decide.
But anyway, as for how the gods come back? Well, they might have to sacrifice part of their own essence, losing connection with some things and redirecting the threads to essentially reattach themselves to the world.
Or maybe, mournful followers develop a way to ritually sacrifice themselves in order to give over their threads to their god, allowing the god to rebind themselves at the cost of their own existences.
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adaliabooks: Ooo, I like this. Actually fits really well with one of my systems of magic (which is based around a tapestry of Life called the Weave which is basically all the possible pasts, presents and futures woven together. So powerful mages can change what happens by affecting the Weave while Seers can see the future and probabilities etc.) I can't remember if that was the system I was going to use in this world or not, but it fits quite well anyway so I might just tweak it about until I like it.

Thanks Crow, idea stolen ;)
-laughs- Not a problem, glad I could help. =)
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gunsynd: Some people get insulted by our slang,either they don't understand or they too stupid to find what it means.
What they should do is a Captain Cook first...
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Niggles: There is way too much of it (literally!!)....i was born here and been here all my life and even i only understand a small amount of it myself (and use it!!) :P
We've got all of that Cockney rhyming stuff which is ingrained in British culture but seen as something of an artifact these days. I like it because its 'pure' British from a time I like much more than now, and how it can be extremely concise and often funny at the same time. Verbal shorthand I suppose you'd call it, with some national character thrown in.
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Stilton: Good morning one and all, the Viking has crawled out of his hovel unaccountably early this fine chilly morning and is eager for fun and games. Is anyone awake yet? If not I'll have to talk to myself for a while (and I've done more of that than I'm comfortable thinking about ;-))
Good morning. =)
Still awake here, and probably will be for most if not all of the night.
Sleep patterns - purely mythical. Also? You aren't the only one who talks to themselves. ;)
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Stilton: Good morning one and all, the Viking has crawled out of his hovel unaccountably early this fine chilly morning and is eager for fun and games. Is anyone awake yet? If not I'll have to talk to myself for a while (and I've done more of that than I'm comfortable thinking about ;-))
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Niggles: Morning mr Viking. everyone else is still being lazy in bed or having dinner ;)
Its like a madhouse, all these time zones. The loons upstairs are snoring away, happy in their warped worlds, the one's on the floor below are twitching and being plain weird, like talking farm animals with a shared hobby (games) and us in the basement are bright eyed and bushy tailed with the thought of joining in and adding our own nonsense to the pot.

I don't mean to be disparaging here, I maybe just have a slightly different outlook to most (which probably means I'm as barmy as the rest of you, so I should fit in ;-))
Post edited January 06, 2015 by Stilton
dont u ever run out of coffee? ;)
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Stilton: Good morning one and all, the Viking has crawled out of his hovel unaccountably early this fine chilly morning and is eager for fun and games. Is anyone awake yet? If not I'll have to talk to myself for a while (and I've done more of that than I'm comfortable thinking about ;-))
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CarrionCrow: Good morning. =)
Still awake here, and probably will be for most if not all of the night.
Sleep patterns - purely mythical. Also? You aren't the only one who talks to themselves. ;)
Man, I thought you'd be in bed having dreams of Armageddon and/or needlecraft (or similar). Glad you're not. What time is it there, by the way?
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CarrionCrow: Good morning. =)
Still awake here, and probably will be for most if not all of the night.
Sleep patterns - purely mythical. Also? You aren't the only one who talks to themselves. ;)
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Stilton: Man, I thought you'd be in bed having dreams of Armageddon and/or needlecraft (or similar). Glad you're not. What time is it there, by the way?
Nah, no dreaming here yet. I've been chewing through Soulstorm like an enormous, seemingly neverending platter of gristle-laden meat.
Right now, It is 12:43 am in my dusty chunk of the Pacific time zone.
The time zone adjustments definitely take getting used to. Australia's the craziest by far. Gunsynd is 19 hours ahead of me, and I don't even know how far ahead Niggles is since Australia's large enough that it has multiple time zones of its own.
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Stilton: Man, I thought you'd be in bed having dreams of Armageddon and/or needlecraft (or similar). Glad you're not. What time is it there, by the way?
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CarrionCrow: Nah, no dreaming here yet. I've been chewing through Soulstorm like an enormous, seemingly neverending platter of gristle-laden meat.
Right now, It is 12:43 am in my dusty chunk of the Pacific time zone.
The time zone adjustments definitely take getting used to. Australia's the craziest by far. Gunsynd is 19 hours ahead of me, and I don't even know how far ahead Niggles is since Australia's large enough that it has multiple time zones of its own.
Well I'm back in c.1969, so I'm not even trying to keep up ;-)
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CarrionCrow: Nah, no dreaming here yet. I've been chewing through Soulstorm like an enormous, seemingly neverending platter of gristle-laden meat.
Right now, It is 12:43 am in my dusty chunk of the Pacific time zone.
The time zone adjustments definitely take getting used to. Australia's the craziest by far. Gunsynd is 19 hours ahead of me, and I don't even know how far ahead Niggles is since Australia's large enough that it has multiple time zones of its own.
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Stilton: Well I'm back in c.1969, so I'm not even trying to keep up ;-)
I try to keep track of it a bit since it sounds insane to say "Hi, good morning!" when for at least half the people I talk to, it's a completely different time of day.
Course, I'm also a bit weird in general, so it bugs me to say the wrong thing.
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CarrionCrow: Course, I'm also a bit weird in general, so it bugs me to say the wrong thing.
That sentence reminds me of when I was at art college and this drip of a 'lecturer' was trying to tell us that 'nothing was wrong and nothing was right, nothing was good and nothing was bad...' I was tempted to stick a chair up his arse and ask him how good it made him feel. Amazing that cretins like that are happily turning young minds completely off course.
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CarrionCrow: Course, I'm also a bit weird in general, so it bugs me to say the wrong thing.
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Stilton: That sentence reminds me of when I was at art college and this drip of a 'lecturer' was trying to tell us that 'nothing was wrong and nothing was right, nothing was good and nothing was bad...' I was tempted to stick a chair up his arse and ask him how good it made him feel. Amazing that cretins like that are happily turning young minds completely off course.
Sounds like the art college was a bit desperate for speakers at the time. I can get the idea that good and bad are subjective things depending on perspective, but at the end of the day most people (unless they're completely out of their gourd) can list an array of actions that, if carried out, would make them a total and utter asshole.
Based on that simple knowledge, I think it's safe to say that such actions can be considered "bad" without worrying about oversimplification.
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Stilton: That sentence reminds me of when I was at art college and this drip of a 'lecturer' was trying to tell us that 'nothing was wrong and nothing was right, nothing was good and nothing was bad...' I was tempted to stick a chair up his arse and ask him how good it made him feel. Amazing that cretins like that are happily turning young minds completely off course.
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CarrionCrow: Sounds like the art college was a bit desperate for speakers at the time. I can get the idea that good and bad are subjective things depending on perspective, but at the end of the day most people (unless they're completely out of their gourd) can list an array of actions that, if carried out, would make them a total and utter asshole.
Based on that simple knowledge, I think it's safe to say that such actions can be considered "bad" without worrying about oversimplification.
He seemed to think that real life and art education were two separate things, which, to a point, they are, but only to a point. At art college you indulge your creativity and share it with people like yourself in what is an extremely enclosed environment. You're suspended in a satellite orbiting life and all the floaty isn't it fun being an artist stuff can exist contentedly without the same air as everything else. Great. But on your way home one evening a pair of thugs kick you in the guts and take your wallet. Are you going to shout, 'I know you're good people in your hearts and I hope my money makes you happy!' after them, or something rooted in reality?
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CarrionCrow: Sounds like the art college was a bit desperate for speakers at the time. I can get the idea that good and bad are subjective things depending on perspective, but at the end of the day most people (unless they're completely out of their gourd) can list an array of actions that, if carried out, would make them a total and utter asshole.
Based on that simple knowledge, I think it's safe to say that such actions can be considered "bad" without worrying about oversimplification.
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Stilton: He seemed to think that real life and art education were two separate things, which, to a point, they are, but only to a point. At art college you indulge your creativity and share it with people like yourself in what is an extremely enclosed environment. You're suspended in a satellite orbiting life and all the floaty isn't it fun being an artist stuff can exist contentedly without the same air as everything else. Great. But on your way home one evening a pair of thugs kick you in the guts and take your wallet. Are you going to shout, 'I know you're good people in your hearts and I hope my money makes you happy!' after them, or something rooted in reality?
I'd probably be saying something about visiting them with a chainsaw if I found out where they lived....
But that's just me. -laughs-
Seems like a ridiculous thing to say for obvious reasons, not to mention that bad reality can make for some of the best work, at least in my experience.
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Look at all the Night Owls...
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gunsynd: Look at all the Night Owls...
Hell, it's only 1:45 in the morning....not even on my second or third day awake yet. -laughs-
Good morning. =) How's the day treating you so far?