~(♥)~ The Land of The Gods ~(♥)~

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Prolouge:
Once, there was the lone creator of the world, Andre. He
was the all powerful one over everything you can imagine. Then, one
day, he recieved a sacrifice, it was a beautiful young woman named Lady
Nharria. Andre crowned her a goddess. They had children, and gave each
of them something to rule over.

RULES:
NO relationships that go past kissing
please use [] {} or () when out of character


FORM:
Name
god or mortal [yes, they CAN be mortals!]:
[if god] god of what:
Gender:
Hair/eye color [oother than that, they all look the same]:
Age:


Characters:
[IF you don't feel like MAKING a charrie, take one that has 'no one' next to its name!]
Andre~ Crys
old, silver hair, ruler of everything [1st in command]
Lady Nharria~ No one
black hair, age frozen at 21, 2nd in command
Markus~Crys
Blond hair, boy, 16 years old, favorite son of Andre, 3rd in command
Amber~ No one
Goddess of nature, gentle, kind, light blond/orangeish hair, 12 years old
Rufus~
Boy, brown hair, youngest, age 8, god of Fire.

Alex~no one
God Of Water, boy, blond hair blue eyes 15, Markus' favorite person as a friend, also 2nd in command at Markus' job

Sophia~no one
Goddess of Fire, Black hair, REALLY dark brown eyes!

Kelly~Crys
Goddess of Water dirty blond hair, blue eyes, peachyish skin, 16, Markus' favorite, therefore, 2nd in command at Markus' job xD
Please join =]

~Markus~
"Hey Kelly!"

~Kelly~
"Hi" i said in a reallly bored voice

(FORM:
Name Shakrea
god or mortal [yes, they CAN be mortals!]: godess
[if god] god of what: god of blood, (its not what your thinking, she is the godess of animals, and mortals, she cares for them and loves them, mostly the animals. seeing as gods don't have blood. . .)
Gender: femail
Hair/eye color [oother than that, they all look the same]: black hair, black eyes
Age: about 100, but somtimes she looks as if she is 24, and at others old and butiful, if you know what i mean. she chooses to age, in a way, because you loves the creatures of the worlds so much.)

Shakrea wirled around, black tresses flying. a wolf, stoof before her, a silver wolf. "How have you come to me?" Shakrea asked te wolf looked, and in that strange lagueage wolfes used (AKA body language), said, "i was leader of me wolves. i died, and i came" Shakrea looked at the wolf, "I name you Shadowfax" and turned, and walked off. the wolf, shadowfax, padded on his away, sniffing his new domain.