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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 3, 2008 14:27:32 GMT -5
DM JusticarFounding Father of FRC, He Who Owns the Server, The Overgod of Resets, The Saint of FRC Greater Deity of CreationAliases: Justi Homeplane: Unknown Symbol: The Middle Finger Alignment: Neutral Portfolio: FRC, Dungeon Masters, Players Domains: frc.proboards37.com/index.cgiFavored Weapon: The DM Kill Button Where this enigmatic overgod came from is a mystery that only a few of the more senior members of the DM team are aware of. What is known is that his realm is mysteriously referred to as 'The Office' and is located someplace outside of the FRC Cosmology. Rarely making his presence known in the world of FRC, he does however manifest in the DM General Discussion area to relay messages to the lesser members of the FRC Pantheon. Rumors among gods and mortals alike elude to a demi-plane of paradise known simply as FRC2, where he plans to unleash his creative power at some point in the future. Justicar holds sole power over ascention to DM status in the world of FRC, a power which he maintains an iron grip on. In general he is known as a benevolant deity, but once you have 'pissed him off', that facade quickly vanishes. Known to have spawned once with a mysterious mortal female, producing a single child which will be raised in secrecy among mere mortals. History/Relationships:Justicar interacts only sporadically with his faithful on FRC, having limited acess to the prime material plane from an ancient prison known only as 'Work'. His mind is held in a state of constant torment as he reviews the 'prayers' of ungrateful worshippers and pulls his divine hair out. This once led to a brief period remembered as The Weeks of Justi-rage. During this time every mortal on FRC was cast out and forced to live in various places around the alternate prime material plane known as earth. Eventually, after much grovelling, this period ended and heralded an era of peace and tranquility. Dogma:See the FRC rulebook.
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Post by ancientempathy on Aug 3, 2008 15:00:01 GMT -5
LAUGH OUT FREEKING LOUD
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Post by Charon's Claw on Aug 3, 2008 15:04:17 GMT -5
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 3, 2008 15:18:13 GMT -5
DM PookeyLord of the Flapjacks, The Ancient Dire Blooded Pookey Bear, The All-Slayer, Devourer of Flapjacks Intermediate Deity of Death, Destruction, Battle, and BatterAliases: Paul Bunyan Home Plane: Wherever blood stains the ground and flapjacks are served (a.k.a. IHOP) Symbol: Two bloody swords crossed before a golden flapjack (actually the blood is boisenberry syrup) Alignment: Chaotic Evil Portfolio: FRC, Players, Flapjacks, Giant Blue Oxen Domains: Batter, Flour, Eggs, Milk, Death, Destruction, Chaos Favored Weapon: A Black Iron Skillet Pookey is the unquestioned slayer of anything that he thinks should be slain. He favors a black iron skillet as his weapon of choice, but isn't above tossing flapjack-shaped shuriken with razor sharp edges at those who earn his divine wrath. He appears as a grizzled warlord with a small flapjack strapped over his empty left eye-socket, astride a monstrous blue ox. His left eye was lost in a drunken brawl with the Greater Deity of Alchaholism, DM Booze Hound, in which the Drunken Lord stabbed him in the eye with a broken bottle of booze. The brawl was rumored to be over a 'Badass Tremere T-Shirt' (at the cost of his eye, Pookey walked away with the T-shirt and it has since been a source of strife between the two deities). He spends his time spying on foolish mortals and devising methods of killing them and/or making off with their breakfast foods. History/Relationships:Pookey holds a deep hatred for the drunken lord and his followers, and will stop at nothing to force alchahol absorbing flapjacks down their gullets. He does this so that they will die sober, gazing into his remaining eye. His followers revere him absoloutly as the all-slayer and pay tribute to him by pelting elves with blood (or boisenberry syrup) soaked flapjacks. Dogma:Make all batter your own, kill or be killed. Death to all who oppose breakfast in favor of drinking on an empty stomach.
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 3, 2008 17:32:06 GMT -5
DM ImmersionCorruptor of Souls and Server Files, Scourge of Scripters, Destroyer of Demi-planes Intermediate Deity of Creation and CorruptionHome Plane: DM Rewards and Repremands Symbol: A NWN Toolset Error Message Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Portfolio: Creation, Area Resizing, FRC Players Domains: Renewal, Destruction, Smiting, Caverns , Scripting, Corruption, Death Favored Weapon: The NWN Toolset Immersion arose from the deepest depths of Abeir-Toril sometime after the Weeks of Justi-rage, rumored to be the fractured aspect of the angered overgod, sent to wreak havoc on 'that which was once a stable gaming environment'. He quickly carved himself a domain in the 'DM Rewards and Repremands' area of the server and unleashed a cycle of death and rebirth upon the world of FRC. The world as we know it has changed according to his divine touch via the keyboard of infinite errors. History/Relationships:Immersion holds a special place in the hearts of all FRC players, often manifesting in the form of an armed woman (one of the more dangerous entities known to exist in any world). His annoucements of change often herald brief periods of unrest among mortals followed by lack of transition function, quests, and general wackiness. Dogma:If it doesn't work, fix it. If it works, break it without trying. Reduce module size at all costs, including but not limited to the deletion of player character files from the server vault. All things change, the great cycle must continue. Destruction is necessary for rebirth to take root.
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Post by Thrym on Aug 3, 2008 18:15:24 GMT -5
LOL, this is simply great! ;D
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Post by ancientempathy on Aug 3, 2008 18:33:04 GMT -5
LOL!! Immersions favored weapon is the "NwN Toolset"
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Post by wynter on Aug 3, 2008 18:47:20 GMT -5
To funny ;D
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 3, 2008 19:43:26 GMT -5
DM Booze HoundThe Master of Drunken Masters, He Who Comes With the Beer, The Drunken God, The Drunken Lord Greater Deity of Alchaholism and Debauchery *hic*Home Plane: The Drunk Tank Aliases: Boozy, DM Aries, Alchaholatron Symbol: A bottle of liquour with an eye floating in it Alignment: Chaotic Good Portfolio: Alchahol, Rangers, Drunken Masters, Orog Ears Domains: Intoxication, Nature, Animals, Intoxication, Taverns, Liquour Stores, Drunkeness Favored Weapon: A broken bottle Deep in the ancient past Booze Hound was born in the fermented primordial ooz that Justicar shaped into the foundation of FRC. He came into existance drunk, and has been so ever since. Since all who imbibe liquour in FRC pay tribute to him in at least some minimal form, he is among the most powerful entities known. He is generally kept subdued by the combined efforts of the rest of the pantheon in a Demi-plane known as 'The Drunk Tank'. Occasionally he is allowed out in a fashion not unlike the Kraken from Clash of the Titans. In these instances he normally accidently saves the server two or three times, and/or accidently jumps all players on the server to his location. History/Relationships:Boozy doesn't particularly care what any of the other DMs or players think of him, he is unbound by morals or ethics of any kind in his perpetually drunken state of bliss. He wanders the realm in a carefree fashion when he is allowed out of the Drunk Tank, randomly summoning far more enemies than any known player on FRC can possibly defeat. He bears a strong hatred for DM Pookey based on a fued over a 'Badass Tremere T-shirt'. He lost the shirt to The Lord of Flapjacks in a fight, but took his left eye as a trophy. He keeps the eye in his botomless bottle of booze in a fashion similar to a tequila worm. Dogma:Strive to attain enlightenment through eternal intoxication. Sew chaos and drunkeness throughout FRC at all costs. Engage in bar brawls with followers of the Lord of Flapjacks whenever you can. Destroy flapjacks. Defend the ears of Orogs fiercly, even if you must summon twelve or more Balors to do it.
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Post by EDM Entori on Aug 3, 2008 21:21:39 GMT -5
I'm waiting on Aeris and Golem-boy up there ... edit: *tilts typo grand king hat*
cough.. well at least I got all the letters right, now.. the order.
and oppies.
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Post by Munroe on Aug 3, 2008 21:23:14 GMT -5
Aeris?
You mean Aries? Reread the Boozehound entry. *smacks Entori*
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 3, 2008 22:24:51 GMT -5
DM BattyThe Devourer of God Brains, Lord of Bats, All the Enemies of the Earth, Patron of Malevolence, The Elder Evil, The One True Evil Greater Deity of Forbidden Lore, Pure Evil, and the Black ArtsHome Plane: The Deep Caverns Symbol: A squid with bat wings Alignment: Neutral Evil Portfolio: Aberrations, Evil Players, Fiends, Ethereal Filtchers Domains: Caverns, Slime, Psionics, Mental Domination, Law, Destruction, Darkness Favored Weapon: The DMFI Wand of Afflictions Batty is a creature of terrible evil, a combination of all that is fallen and foul in the darkest corners of FRC. It is speculated that the Demon Princes, The Lords of the Nine, and the Elder Evils themselves are all merely aspects of this one, true evil. He appears in many forms and goes by many names, all of which are harbringers of certain doom. Over countless eons of silent contemplation on the nature of evil, he has made an artform of cruelty and malevolence. Once a mere mortal and player on FRC, he has moved up the heirarchy of power; ruthlessly and effeciently eliminating anyone in his path whom he could not turn to his dark causes. His ultimate goal is to bring down Justicar and commence ownership of the server. He has so far been unable to penetrate the Divine Wards of 'The Office', and he doesn't understand the nature of the prison, 'Work', in which Justicar is simultaneously held captive, and protected. History/Relationships:Batty maintains a semblance of friendliness with the Unholy Triad of Useless Knowledge (DM Munroe, DM Ancient, and DM High Herald), but is at times frustrated that they don't know anything about non-fiction evil. The most reviled and evil players in the world of FRC pay tribute to his greatness, and he in turn grants them the dark knowledge they seek for their own evil causes. Dogma:Evil is art, and deserves the most talented of artists to paint on it's canvas. Seek out these apprentices and plant the seeds that will carry them to great and terrible deeds.
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Post by TermaForever on Aug 3, 2008 23:43:54 GMT -5
This is beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!
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Post by Grozer on Aug 4, 2008 16:33:19 GMT -5
*sacrifices a female elf to The Elder Evil*
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 4, 2008 17:53:00 GMT -5
DM Aodhan the UnusualThe Vengeful Spirit of Evil Toys, The Elusive Female Gamer, The Patroness of Evil Gnomish Toymakers Lesser Deity of LARPs, Spite, and HatredHome Plane: Toys-R-Us Aliases: Misha Symbol: Jack-in-the-box with a knife in it's clenched teeth Alignment: Chaotic Evil (really really evil) Portfolio: Evil Gnome Toymakers, Dangerous Toys, Evil Toys, Poisonous Toys, Toys-R-Us, LARPs Domains: Poison, Disease, Evil, Destruction, Hatred, Chaos Favored Weapon: A padded LARP sword (with concealed razorblades) Aodhan the Unusual is the hybrid daughter of Geoffery the Giraffe and Malcanthet, the Queen of Succubi. As such she holds sway over all manner of dangerous and evil toys. Her tendancy to constantly war with the other lesser deities and fiends prompted her banishment from her mothers domain on the 570th layer of the Abyss, to the only place worse: FRC. She rails against her supernatural exile any way she can, including communicating with FRC mortals and DMs through Instant Messages. These messages are normally filled with hatred and spite. Evil gnome toymakers hold her in high esteem, Gond may have gifted them with smokepowder, but Aodhan taught them how to conceal it within seemingly innocent toys and make them explode. History/Relationships:Aodhan counts most of the FRC Pantheon as her sworn enemies, and would enslave them all if she could. She works with The Lord of Bats when it suits her causes, as she would gladly see Justicar cast out of the Pantheon. Dogma:Make all toys dangerous, preferably explosive. Vent your rage on anyone who will listen, and kill those who won't listen. Destroy FRC and all within it, in preparation for escape into the real world. Ya spelled Geoffery wrong.
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Post by Aodhan the Unusual on Aug 4, 2008 18:15:24 GMT -5
Dude... That is so tru... er... funny! Yeah! Funny... >.> <.< >.> Excellent job!
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Post by ManyAsOne on Aug 4, 2008 22:09:20 GMT -5
Hahaha... this is way too much. lol. Funny as hell.
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Aug 5, 2008 13:09:45 GMT -5
*chucklesnortgigglehiccuplaugh*
Haha! This is great! Much needed laugh, thanks! ;D
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Post by FireBeard on Aug 5, 2008 14:40:13 GMT -5
*Laughs so hard he almost soils himself* *pauses still chuckling* *runs to the bathroom*
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 5, 2008 21:38:45 GMT -5
MouseThe Grand High Nitpicker, The Queen of Cocoa, The Guardian of Fluffy Cushions Quasi-Deity of Grammar and Spelling CorrectionHome Plane: The Bottom of the Ocean Symbol: A fluffy cushion crossed by two correction quills, a mug of cocoa centered before all Alignment: Chaotic Good Portfolio: Nitpicks, Cocoa, Fluffy Cushions, Friendly Sea Creatures Domains: Chocolate, Feathers, Spelling, Grammar, Animal Favored Weapon: A red ink pen Mouse was once a mortal, but has since ascended to the rank of Quasi-deity through constant grammar and spelling correction. She spends most of her time in the prime material plane sipping cocoa and righting wrongs. She serves as the Senchenal of Immersion, but plots to topple him from his position so that she can actually correct the errors she finds herself. Legend holds that if she was ever to gain this power, she would write the one true script to make all other scripts on the server obsolete, and there would never again be an error in spelling or grammar until the end of time. She will find at least five errors in this entry. History/Relationships:Mouse is friendly with the vast majority of gods and mortals alike, especially her divine champion, Rigrin. She is known to be a friend of bards, and enjoys spending time with the bizzare lifeforms at the bottom of the ocean. Dogma:Correct all errors at any cost. Post at least one nitpick a day. Increase the availability of cocoa and fluffy cushions whenever possible.
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Aug 5, 2008 22:38:01 GMT -5
DM AnvilXFelxer of Nads, The Great Lord of Elven Balls and Asspants Greater Deity of Asspants and Elf TestaclesAliases: DM Whitemane Home Plane: The 103rd layer of the Abyss (The Wardrobe of Infinite Asspants) Symbol: A Pair of Asspants Alignment: Chaotic Evil Portfolio: Asspants, Elf Testacles, Felxing Domains: Chaos, Balls, Elves, Pants, Evil, Darkness Favored Weapon: His own nads Enemies: The Seldarine AnvilX was once counted among the numbers of the Seldarine, but was exiled from their company over the incident with Celith's wedding asspants. He gave the garment to Celith as a wedding gift, but it all went horribly wrong for him when Correlon decided to watch over the ceremony. The Father of Elves was jealous that such an immaculate pair of asspants was given to a mortal elf, and he cast AnvilX out forever, making him one of the Dark Seldarine. AnvilX has amazing power over his own testacles or 'nads' as he likes to refer to them. He has never taught another god or mortal his powerful secret of 'felxing' them. Since he was cast out of the elven pantheon, he has begun introducing mass amounts of asspants into the world of FRC in retaliation. History/Relationships:AnvilX counts the entire Elven Pantheon among his enemies, along with anyone who has never worn a pair of asspants. He maintains a close relationship with the mortal woman, Lydia Rosewater. He spends countless hours trying to create a pair of asspants that will hold up to the strain her enormous rear end presents. He also tries to maintain a semblance of friendship with Immersion so that he can subtly spread his asspants to every NPC on the server. Dogma:Shower FRC with asspants, stop at nothing until every NPC is wearing them. Guard the secret of nad felxing closely.
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Post by ancientempathy on Aug 5, 2008 22:43:22 GMT -5
ROFL!!
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Post by fred on Aug 6, 2008 0:13:04 GMT -5
She serves as the Senchenal of Immersion (1) It's spelled "seneschal". (2) Seneschal should not be capitalized. ...enjoys spending time with the bizzare lifeforms at the bottom of the ocean. (3) Bizarre. (4) Life-forms is hyphenated, not one word. She will find at least five errors in this entry. Only found four. Or... wait... five... four... five *brain explodes*
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Post by ancientempathy on Aug 6, 2008 0:27:58 GMT -5
*dies laughing*
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Post by Munroe on Aug 6, 2008 0:57:58 GMT -5
History/Relationships:AnvilX counts the entire Elven Pantheon among his enemies, along with anyone who has never worn a pair of asspants. He maintains a close relationship with the mortal woman, Lydia Rosewater. He spends countless hours trying to create a pair of asspants that will hold up to the strain her enormous rear end presents. Lydia's ass is not fat! Her ass is succulent, delicious, tastey, shapely, enviable, admirable, delicious (again!), and a couple other '-able' words that the swear filter probably won't let me write.
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Post by Aodhan the Unusual on Aug 6, 2008 3:35:41 GMT -5
What is felexing?
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Post by Munroe on Aug 6, 2008 7:43:47 GMT -5
A reference to a typo in a screenshot. The character can "felex his nads."
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Post by EDM Entori on Aug 6, 2008 8:43:04 GMT -5
'flex' was the term folks
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Post by JCrux on Aug 6, 2008 9:03:49 GMT -5
LOL Great stuff Darkharp.
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Post by AnvilX on Aug 6, 2008 11:07:48 GMT -5
Very funny and creative… Good Job!
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