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Fate of Golems

Discussion in 'Mythic Roleplaying' started by Ban, Apr 12, 2021.

  1. S.T. Ockenner

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    Word of Wu has reached Poo. Poo will decide to follow in his footsteps, only better. Hair? Pah! Poo shall grow a GLORIOUS MUSTACHE AND BEARD!
     
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  2. Svrtnsse

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    Sagacious Wu is delighted at having been able to cultivate both hair and fur. Truly, it makes them a paragon of fabulous in this worm-infested lightning-riddled existence.
    But... what if the world could also be made fabulous. What if the dunes of sand could be covered in their own hair, or fur? Would it not be a delight unto the eyes? Would it not be pleasant to recline on after a long day of standing?

    Sagacious Wu sets out to discover grass.
     
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  3. Lynea

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    Ga and the followers of Ga will build a colony out of glass and rocks. It will be called Gaaaaaaaaaa.
     
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  4. Mia

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    Ra having discovered glass, tries to create a golem of her own and have it hit by lightning. Ra tries to bring it to life as a glass golem. One if Ra succeeds, will be named Or. Ra, being a smart ass, creates a hundred golem bodies that she lays on top of the tallest dune, under the thunder clouds. With so many bodies, a few should wake up or at least one.
     
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  5. Orc Knight

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    Um, having found there are new varieties of worms and now sentient and sapient ones who needed answers has come to a new idea. And Um is the perfect research subject. With these worms being able to live in sand and a golem also being sand and having been cultivating them, has made a certain theory. That worm and golem can fuse and Um can give these new sapient wormballs a chance to find a purpose. Um wishes to try to create a symbiotic relationship with the wormballs and the worms and let them become one.

    Um, wants to try to become a worm host.

    Um, um, uuuum.
     
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  6. TJPoldervaart

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    Ol the Walking Cookbook had heard of the endeavours of the Ga tribe. To assist in the creation of the first golem colony of Gaaaaaaaaaa, Ol will search for apprentices among the tribe to help him cook for the entire colony.
     
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  7. Qa does not mind the worms doing their thing, but a Golem's bed is their happy place. Before the worms ran amok, Qa had entertained ideas of selling vintage Golem furniture in another ten or twenty years, and is not happy at all now.

    Maybe it's the constant booming of the skies outside their cave, maybe it's the smell of something delicious that sometimes rides the winds but Qa, sleep deprived, decides they must leave the only cave they've known and seek their purpose elsewhere.

    Outgrowing their teenage angst (time keeps on slippin' . . . ), Qa realizes the whole world is their wormhole and they, like the worms, may go anywhere. Do anything. Not understanding navigation, Qa turns into the winds which, as they whistle through the dunes, inspire melodies pmreviously unknown to them inside the cave. (They'd hit a dry spell there at the end, though this is blamed on the stress of worm roommates.)

    A melody stirs in them. The skies rumble and flash as they intonate these, admittedly, mostly meaningless syllables . . .

    Once had a cave and it was a gas
    Now wandering to seek a heart of glass. . .


    Qa will wander among the dunes for ten years, seeking whatever new experiences and inspirations come their way.

     
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  8. Ban

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    Poo learned that the greatest (and only) golem philosopher in all the dunes, Sagacious Wu, had discovered something marvellous. Sagacious Wu had learned how to grow hair. Poo wasn’t too sure what hair was, but it was described to them as worms that grow on your skin, and that sounded exciting if nothing else. As the rumour went, all it took for a golem to grow hair was getting hit by lightning while pondering the concept of hair.

    “Easy enough” Poo thought. Giddy with the prospect of having hair, they ran to the top of a big dune and began thinking very hard about worms on their face. Thick, juicy worms. Given the doom and gloom state of the ever-active, lightning-riddled sky, it didn’t take too long before Poo got hit by lightning. They got knocked to the ground by the impact and…

    Success! Thick, sturdy, sandy hair grew all over Poo’s face. They spent the following years growing it out so they could try every single style of moustache and beard they could think of. Handlebar? Check. Mutton chops? Duh, check. Wizard beard? Obviously. Which style they eventually settled on is up to them to decide.

    ( Ambitious act. Roll = 98. Result = Super Success )

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    Sagacious Wu’s gorgeous locks of long, luscious hair waved in the dusty winds of the golem dunes. To their dismay, their hair did not wave dramatically in one direction, but instead in all directions, including upwards. It is in that moment that the first golem philosopher figured out what electricity was, and also figured out that it was totally uncool. The golem looked up at the bolts of lightning that had come to dominate the golem skies in the past ten years. Wu sighed, then took a deep breath to calm themself down, but as they did that, dust came into their sandy nostrils, causing Wu to cough.

    “This won’t do” Sagacious Wu thought. This world they were in was not rad in the slightest, it was un-rad in fact. Wu figured that because they had become so totally and completely rad ever since they grew their beautiful not-quite-sandy, not-quite-dusty brown hair, that they could make the world just as rad as well if it also had hair.

    Sagacious Wu figured that because hair is like worms, and grass is like hair, grass must be like worms. So if Wu put some worms in the sand and then thought very long and very hard about those worms being grass, there would be grass. Genius!

    Of course the idea led nowhere for a few years, so Sagacious Wu kept burying worms and kept thinking about grass. Being a philosopher of their calibre required a great deal of trial and error.

    And then it happened. Lightning hit the sand before Sagacious Wu, turning the worms buried underneath into green strands of grass. Sagacious Wu nodded wisely, for of course this plan of theirs would work.

    Sadly the grass did not come to cover the dunes in beautiful, green hair as Sagacious Wu had hoped, instead merely sprouting brown patches of withered grass here and there. Sagacious Wu realised some crucial element was missing in the world of golems.

    They then heard names of golems in their mind. The names: Wa, At and Er.

    ( Delusional Act. Roll = 71. Result = Success )

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    Ga decided that they would use their tribe of golems to attempt something revolutionary. From now on, golems wouldn’t have to live in caves anymore, or sleep on the sand. No! From now on, golemkind would live in blocks of stone above the ground, with room in the walls to put glass rectangles and circles in so you could get a good view of the lightning clouds and gusts of dusty wind howling over the sand dunes.. And most importantly, golems wouldn’t have to deal with those annoying worms digging through the sand furniture they had put so much time and effort into building.

    Ga set their golems to work digging rock and glass. At first the golems didn’t quite get how to do any of this, but after a few years they had discovered that when you grab a strong rock, you can smack it against other rocks to loosen the latter. That said, it turned out you shouldn’t do that with glass, because it will shatter, which proved to be a bit of pain in the brain for the golems.

    Still, Ga wanted windows in the stone houses their tribe had built. Because Ga was pretty cool according to their tribe, their tribe kept searching for proper rocks to work with, eventually discovering that certain shiny rocks are so strong they can cut glass in special shapes. The golems discovered diamonds.

    Eventually Ga’s tribe learned the art of building so well, that their houses managed to stand upright. Hurrah! Gaaaaaaaaaaa had been created.

    Ga was proud they only had to throw a few thousand sand-balls at their subjects to get their stone and glass village in working order.

    ( Ambitious act. Roll = 82. Result = Super Success)

    MiaMia
    Ra has decided that while inventing lightning was pretty neat, inventing glass was even better. At first they simply played with the glass, stepping on it, throwing it, discovering its properties. During this high-minded golem research, Ra came up with a radical new idea. What if glass… was golem?

    Enraptured by a thought as revolutionary as theirs, Ra began to gather all the glass they could find, trailing the lightning bolts wherever they hit and gathering the biggest blocks of glass Ra could carry. When Ra had gathered a hundred of these, they went to work on carving them into the shape of golems. A few of them broke, so Ra had to find more. No biggie, that just gave Ra more time to come up with a name for their glass buddy. They settled on Or… or else.

    Carving golems was pretty hard, so Ra’s golems came out looking a little blockier than a real golem. Almost as if they were wearing some sort of see-through armour. Wait, what’s armour?

    Ra shook off that nagging thought and progressed to the next step: Laying the glass golems on Mount Ra, the great, big one where lightning was first created. From there on it was just a waiting game, Waiting, waiting… Then a bolt of lightning hit the peak of the dune, knocking Ra off-balance with the shock-wave.

    When Ra got on their sandy feet again, they saw their creation standing before them. One hundred see-through glass golems with blocky appearances and an inability to move, seeing as they were made of highly-breakable glass after all. Their arms and legs refused to move an inch in any direction, solidly maintaining the shape Ra had carved them into.

    But, while glass wasn’t much good for walking, or grabbing, or really much of anything movement-wise, it could still do one form of movement: hopping about. Ra scratched their sandy head at the sight of a hundred glass golems hopping around on top of Mount Ra, then figured that this was simply the way their creations would be, so they'd roll with it.

    Ra introduced themself, then told the golems that they had come up with the name "Or" for one of them, but Ra didn't know which one of them should be given the name.

    The glass golems hopped around to face each other, then hopped back to face Ra, to whom one of the golems said: “We are the golems, who saaaaaaaay…. Or!”

    And in a cacophony of shouts the other golems repeated: “Or!”

    ( Delusional Act. Roll = 86. Result = Super Success )
     
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  9. Ban

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    Um had been an explorer and a researcher, now it was time to take a leap of faith and advance to the highest scientific position of all: Research subject. Um wanted to see if the newly discovered wormballs could survive and thrive within the body of a golem. So Um found the sentient and sapient wormballs Poo had bound into existence and proposed their idea to them.

    Most of the wormballs could not get past the horror of their existence and simply asked Um: “Why? Why?!”

    Um figured the wormballs were hard of hearing, so he nudged them out of the way, watching them roll around the cave. One of the wormballs, perhaps afraid of getting punted into the cave ceiling by the golem before them if they did not acquiesce, told Um that they’d give it a go. Um was delighted, picked up the wormball and balanced it on their head.

    Now what? Well, Um figured that nothing happened because the wormball wasn’t deep enough inside of Um’s head to become part of Um, so Um pressed the wormball against the cave wall with his head on the other end. That just ended up squishing the wormball, who became even less interested in Um’s plan than they were originally, starting to ask the deeply wormball question: “Why?”

    Um decided to simply hold the wormball on their head for a few years as they went around doing other things. They visited the village of Gaaaaaaaaaaa and checked out Mount Ra where a bunch of glass golems lay. Cool. Eventually Um had to admit to the wormball that their idea didn’t lead to much, so they put the oval wormball on the ground. Um gained an oval wormball as a companion and is now is possession of a head that is shaped like a basket. There’s not much benefit to it, though Um is able to use the basket to carry stuff.

    ( Delusional Act. Roll = 41. Result = Fail )


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    Ol the Walking Cookbook was in possession of worm-based dishes more magnificent than anything else concocted in all of existence. That would have been a grandiose statement to make if Ol did not live in a world of dunes, dust and way more lightning than any world should ever have.

    Speaking of that lightning, ever since those pesky lightning-bolts appeared, Ol’s worms began to develop a funky taste from all the stress of seeing flashes and hearing thunder.

    This would not do. Ol the Walking Cookbook could not stand by and watch their wondrous dishes go to waste. What was needed was a place for Ol to keep their worms safe, so they could grow big, juicy and most importantly, tasty. So when Ol heard of the emerging village of Gaaaaaaaaaaa, they knew exactly where to go and what to do.

    Ol the Walking Cookbook spent days at a time selecting the healthiest worms they could, making as many great dishes as Ol could come up with. From worm cassoulet to braised worm on a bed of worms with worm paste and fried, crumbled worm. When Ol had made all the recipes they had worms to spare for, Ol went to the build site of Gaaaaaaaaaaa, and offered the dishes to the labourers of tribe of Ga.

    The dishes were a tremendous hit with the tribe members, who collectively decided that the first building they’d successfully manage to make, would be reserved for Ol the Walking Cookbook. Before Ol could even ask them, four tribe members offered their services to Ol as culinary acolytes. Whether this was because they thought cooking would be a worthwhile endeavour, or simply because they were sick and tired of cutting glass, carrying stone and getting hit with Ga’s sand-balls, was not clear to Ol.

    It took some time, but eventually the tribe members managed to figure out how to build stuff. And so it was that Ol moved into the world’s first building, equipped with a large pen for Ol to grow big, juicy worms in. The tribe members made sure to stop by whenever they could to sample Ol the Walking Cookbook’s many, many dishes.

    ( Common Act. Roll = 99. Result = Super Success )

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    Qa decided it was time to pack up and leave the only home they ever knew. Sadly, they didn’t have anything to pack, so instead they just left. The cave had served them well, but the sight of their ruined bed reminded them of the ruined dreams that came with it. Qa could have become a famous furniture maker, but what sort of a furniture maker has their furniture dug through by a bunch of worms? Worms they themself taught to dig no less?

    The vast, open sand beckoned. Out there, Qa would find themself, Qa thought. Out in the open, where Qa would not be able to hide from who Qa truly was, for the dusty wind does not care for how beautiful your cave is, nor how much furniture you've made from sand. No. Beneath lightning clouds and thunder, a golem is stripped down to what they are deep down: Sand.

    Years later, Grateful Qa emerged from the dunes with new songs, a newfound sense of self, a new name, a deep tan and a purple headband with an orange floral pattern on it. How sand can tan and where the headband came from, not even Grateful Qa could remember.

    Before Qa lay the stone and glass village of Gaaaaaaaaaaa, where a delicious roasted worm smell hung in the air and strands of withered grass grew from the ground.

    ( Common Act. Roll = 57. Result = Success )
     
  10. Ban

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    Round 4: Year 30 has started.

    The world is one of glass, withered grass, sand, dust, diamonds, dunes and caves enveloped by thunderous, light-emitting clouds which strike the lands below with plentiful bolts of lightning. A deep dark sky lies beyond the clouds.

    There are:
    -Tiny little greyish worms who tunnel through sand. Found in caves. Taste pretty good.
    -Big, arm-length juicy worms that taste pretty good. Cultivated for farming.
    -Sentient and sapient hiveminds called wormballs, made from tying worms together in a ball. They wonder what their purpose in life is.
    -Blocky, Glass golems who move by hopping around and say: "Or!" ...or what?

    -There's a village of stone and glass called Gaaaaaaaaaaa, ruled by Ga and populated by the tribe of Ga
    -The tallest dune is called Mount Ra

    This round will conclude on Thursday 22nd of April
     
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  11. Orc Knight

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    Um, with his new wormball companion Why, having made no progress in answering the poor wormball's questions by combining with a golem, decided perhaps it was time to go back to where they had started. The two had seen the new wonders and climbed the tallest dune. The bucket headed Um would gather some eating worms for travel in his now convenient head and looked to the sky beyond the lightning and dust.

    Um and Why would travel to there and find what lay beyond the golems desert of creation. Um would find where the desert ended, if it ended, and then see what lay past it, if such a thing did. Or, if it was just sky, Um and Why would have to learn to fly very quickly.
     
  12. Mia

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    Ra sends her 100 golems across the land, to stop to every golem they encounter and spread the word of Ra. To show Ra mightiness they introduce them to the concept of fire by standing beween the sun peeking through the clouds and patches of grass. Ra wa paricularily inerested for Ol the haute cuisine master to be inroduced to fire as well as Ga's tribe because civilization seemed like a cool concept.
    As for Ra, they decided to build their home on top of Mount Ra as well as a immense staue representing them because, why not? they kicked ass after all
     
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  13. S.T. Ockenner

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    Poo decides to go with an extravagant handlebar mustache combined with a neatly trimmed, pointy goatee. But as for their action...
    Poo wishes to travel to Gaaaaaa to teach them the art of beards, and the superiority of beards, and that they should worship the great Poo, god of beards.
     
  14. Lynea

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    Ga and the tribe of Ga will explore how to domesticate these...worms.
     
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    Ol the walking cookbook is running the Restaurant in the world's first building with his culinary acolytes. They have seen the glittering diamonds everywhere and are quite taken by them. Therefore, Ol will attempt to charge their customers in diamonds, thus creating the world's first monetary economy in the colony of Ga, hopefully becoming the "richest" golem in existence.

    Also, as a respectable businessman, Ol will have no trouble being converted in the Ra religion of fire or the Poo religion of beards. If they succeed (their rolls), they will "worship" them both. They will use fire in their kitchens and wear a mutton chops beard (with moustache).
     
  16. During their wandering, the Golem Formerly Known As Qa, witnessed, firsthand, the miracle of the sky lights striking sand. While some would say the resulting smooth and shiny material created is the work of the powerful light — of some sort of sky magic, The Golem formerly known as Qa believes, being made of sand themselves, the magic is found in the sand. Why do they believe this? Because the Golem Formerly Known As Qa heard the voices of the whispering sands as they wandered these past ten years — and got a rockin' headband and tan out of the whole quest to boot!

    As they stand outside the stone and glass village of Gaaaaaa, the only other item they carry is a particular hunk of the smooth lightning forged material, rounded and concave in shape, which they found would emit a high pitched sound if they ran the tips of their fingers over it. Over the years, they've been able to learn how to control the sound to be more pleasing to the ears. (while only slightly damaging their own in the experimental process)

    The Golem Formerly Known as Qa will try to form bowls of wet sand and set them up high to be struck by lighting and turned into glass singing bowls.

    They tighten their headband, set their original bowl a-singing and begin to spread the word, a musical Gospel if you will. . .

    Dearly be-Golemed
    We are gathered here today
    To evolve from this thing called sand
    Simple thing sand
    Seems to last forever and that's a mighty long time
    But I'm here to tell you
    There's something else
    The after-sand
    A world of never ending sandlessness
    You can always see solid ground, day — or night . . .
     
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  17. Svrtnsse

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    Sagacious Wu has come to the realization that the lawn won't grow itself. He'll need to assemble a posse of likeminded sagacious golems to expectantly stare at the lawn and only then will the dunes turn into green, fuzzy hills.
    Wu sets out to find the three philosopher golems Er, At, and Wa. Together, they will form the school of thought and plant a garden for civilization to grow from.
     
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  18. Ban

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    An update will come on saturday. Glad to see we're all enjoying the game.
     
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    Um decided that simply because they had a setback on their quest to find the wormballs’ purpose in the world of golems, that did not mean they couldn’t unravel other great golem mysteries. Um placed their oval friend Why in their bucket-head, where the wormball felt a bit uncomfortable being seated on top of worm-snacks (that is, worms used as snacks), but Um the golem ate fast, thus solving the issue in no time at all.

    So Um, with Why stored in their head, got to walking the dunes in a straight line. Um reasoned that eventually, the straight line would end somewhere. And if not, well…

    What Um did not expect was ending at the same spot where they started. Vast stretches of dunes had only led the golem back to where they started. How peculiar, that’s not how flat things work. Um drew some scribbles in the sand to figure out how a straight line could lead right back to the position they had started in.

    Then Why chimed in: “Why’s the world hollow?”

    Um had thought their discovery meant the world was a ball, but perhaps… The two came up with a way to figure it out. They tied a ton of worms into a rope, which Why would hold for years on end on one part of the world, while Um ran around to the other end. If the rope lay flat on the ground the world would be a ball, if it stretched out, the world would be a hollow sphere… or a cylinder, or...

    As Um ran around the dunes with their surprisingly sturdy worm rope in their sandy grip, they found Why’s theory confirmed, when one day, the worm rope stretched up in a straight line to the lightning-riddled skies. The Golem World is Hollow.

    Word of Um’s latest discovery quickly spread through the golem world, where golems and wormballs alike wondered what a hollow golem world might have in store for them. With both the discoveries of life besides golems and their discovery of the hollow world in their pocket, Um the Explorer can rightfully be called the greatest explorer in Golem history ...so far.

    (Delusional act. Roll = 75. Result = Success)

    MiaMia

    Ra sent one-hundred glass golems hopping through the golem world, where they would spread word of Ra with fire. Those golems who did not heed the Gospel from Mount Ra, would find their sandy bodies turned to glass by fiery force. Their limbs would be made solid, their mind warped to hear the call of Ra echo ad nauseam, their eyes corrupted to see the world through a glassy prism and their movement limited to the glassy hop of the golems who saaaaay…

    Or!

    Those golems who swore fealty to Ra out of fear, were set to work on the great statue of Ra, depicting Ra’s gift of life to the original one hundred glass golems they had made. It was a marvellous work, made from glass, stone and most notably: Diamond. The surface were diamonds, the base was diamond, everything besides the most difficult to sculpt parts of the statue was made of diamond, which the followers of Ra were forced to mine and gather across the golem world.

    And then it was finished. Mount Ra bore a statue of a size and splendour the world of Golems had never seen before and might never see again. If the world of Golems was old enough to have developed a list of wonders, the statue on Mount Ra would top it.

    Ra stood on top of the statue, with their glass legions of “Or” before them, while their followers kneeled on the ground for the new Golem Goddess. Ra held out their hands, palms towards the stormy skies and spoke:

    “Blessed be… Oh shit, Damn it!… NoooOoooOOoo...”

    Ra was thrown off the statue made in their image by a harsh wind, causing them to fall down from the enormous heights they had chosen to represent themself, onto the sandy ground of Mount Ra. Upon impact, the sands that comprised Ra splattered in all directions, and although their golems searched for a hint of them, nothing could be found. The Great Goddess Ra slammed into the ground and disappeared from existence entirely.

    Clearly the death of Ra was intentional, for how could a goddess die? The golems simply needed to find out why and how. The Religion of Ra lives on in the communities Glass Devotees who make pilgrimages to the holy site of Mount Ra, where the Great Goddess Ra had birthed her perfected glass life, founded her religion, built the greatest wonder of the world, then left the material realm to ascend to the spiritual realm. At least, that's what the Glass Devotees claimed had happened.
    (Delusional Act. Roll = 18. Result = Death)

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    Poo, hoping to create a religion around their own facial hair, saw the Religion of Ra centred around its great leader and spectacular centre of faith on Mount Ra and thought: “Yes I’ll have that, but with less death.”

    So Poo stroked their handlebar mustache, combed their neatly trimmed goatee and dashed into the town of Gaaaaaa with a whole lot of pizzazz that earned them a audience. Striking a winning pose, Poo turned to this audience and spoke:

    “Are you a measly golem in search of a life’s purpose?”

    Some golems nodded, others quietly affirmed their sad state of affairs.

    “Are you bereft of glorious facial hair?”

    Obviously they were.

    “Worry no more, for I’m here with a tremendous OFFER for YOU!”

    Now the golems, sad with their lack of facial hair, grew great interest.

    “With just one daily payment of prayer to me, your great god Poo, all of your dreams will come true. Do you have a golem you fancy? It will come true. Do you want tribeleader Ga to order the building of a nicer bungalow for you? It will come true.”

    Now the golems were excited. This prophet, this… God, before them could have divine sway over the building of homes, the allocation of lovers AND give them facial hair? And all it required was praying to them? Poo quickly found a following for their moustache-based religion, gaining a loyal flock of followers who loudly praised their name and prayed to them daily. The other citizens of Gaaaaaa were a tad annoyed by the rowdy crowd of religious golems, but so far no one saw harm in them, so the Beardbearers as the followers of Poo began to call themselves, spread through Gaaaaaa in growing numbers, helmed by the self-styled "Great God" Poo who received all of their prayer with a sage nod of their head and a divine stroke of their beard. The gift of facial hair had yet to actually manifest, but Poo was hopeful. After all, they were a god, according to themself.

    (Delusional act. Roll = 84. Result = Success)
     
  20. Ban

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    Ga and their tribe tried to domesticate the bothersome worms who burrowed through sand furniture, as well as the big, juicy worms used for food. Sadly, none of their efforts led anywhere. The worms refused to do tricks, none of them could fetch worth a damn and they didn’t even like being petted. Ga decided that the attempts had been a failure, so they focused their attention on ruling Gaaaaaaa.

    The village would grow in size as more and more golems came to it, in search of civilisation, worm cuisine and… religion. Gaaaaaaa had grown into a religious hub with the rise of the Beardbearer cult, while Glass Devotees of Ra trickled into the burgeoning town after the death of Ra dispersed them. Ga oversaw this town growth with ample skill, for their years of rule over their tribe translated well to the day to day governing of their town.

    (Ambitious act. Roll = 15. Result = Fail)

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    Ol the Walking Cookbook possessed a thriving restaurant, wonderful recipes and a loyal group of culinary acolytes who quickly learned the art of cooking worm-based haute cuisine, but one thing was missing. What did Ol get out of all of this? Satisfaction, sure, but what more? If Ol gave something, shouldn’t Ol receive something? That made sense to Ol.

    So Ol told the next golem who entered their restaurant for a worm tarte tatin to bring them diamonds. The golem shrugged and complied, then came back a little later with two diamonds. Very good. Ol decided to tell all future customers to do the same and even put up a sign to indicate how many diamonds Ol would need. Everything went swimmingly, until Ol thought: “Now what?”

    Ol heard about the Beardbearers and the Glass Devotees who both claimed to possess the meaning of life, the universe and all sorts of things that would be better appreciated with a meaning attached to them. Ol tried out both, receiving neither facial hair nor a deep-set belief in the Great Goddess Ra or the Great God Poo, the latter of which was a bit hard to take seriously as a divine being, given their frequent visiting of Ol’s restaurant.

    Then Ol looked at their diamonds, the useless, but shiny things Ol possessed a room full of. Ol figured that their economy idea didn’t satisfy their spiritual needs, but they did think of one thing that probably could: Jewellery.

    And so it was that Ol invented Jewellery, which they wore in bracelets, necklaces, rings, belly chains, anklets and more. Ol the Walking Cookbook was clothed in such thick layers of jewellery, that they appeared to be more diamond than sand. Looking so splendid, Ol abandoned the idea of an economy for now, in favour of a continual stream of new, beautiful jewellery to wear.

    (Ambitious act. Roll = 36. Result = Fail)

    Maker of Things Not KingsMaker of Things Not Kings

    The Grateful Qa, impassioned by their trek through the golem dunes, had discovered a deep reverence towards the world, for the light, for the whispers in the wind and for the glass that had so miraculously found its way into this world. Qa also found that if one rubs their finger across glass, it would make sound. This, clearly, was what the town of Gaaaaaa was in need of.

    Qa shaped bowls from sand on top of high dunes overlooking Gaaaaaaaaa, in the hopes that these bowls would be hit by lightning to form glass bowls. Qa envisioned that these bowls could be used to make music, which would finally provide Qa with the instruments to back the myriad of lyrics they had thought up throughout their travels.

    After a good, long wait, which provided Qa with plenty of time to hone their singing craft, lightning hit the sandy bowls, turning them into glass bowls. Before calling the town of Gaaaaaaaa over to hear the musical gospel they wee itching to spread, Qa decided to practice playing their new singing bowls. Qa put their fingers on the rim of a bowl, moving over it to hear:

    “Welcome to Sandy’s, can I get your order please?”

    What… What on Golem World was that? What’s a Sandy’s? What’s an order? An order like the ones you get at Ol the Walking Cookbook’s place? Why was the glass bowl asking Qa what food they wanted?

    Qa thought it over, adjusted their rockin’ headband, then asked the bowl what it was asking precisely, who it was and a string of other questions that came to Qa. The bowl, as an inanimate object, did not respond. Qa then decided to “play” the instrument again, which led to hearing:

    “Alpha, Bravo, Bravo, Alpha! The Swedes have landed. I repeat. The Swedes have landed!”

    Qa shook their sandy head and left the glass bowls be. Better to grab a bite at Ol’s place before figuring out what to do next with these bowls. Useless instruments. Weird voices. The people of Gaaaaaa would have to wait a while longer to hear Qa’s thoughts on the After-sand.

    (Ambitious act. Roll = 9. Result = Fail)

    SvrtnsseSvrtnsse

    Sagacious Wu decided that their quest to think up grass was a noble one they should continue to pursue. Their luscious locks of not quite sandy, not quite dusty brown needed to be reflected in simple, transcendent grandeur in the grass that would bedeck the world. So, as Sagacious Wu was wont to do, they stood up, stared into the distance and thought very, very hard.

    Eventually, three golem nomads sat down besides Wu on the slope of the dune Wu stood on. They introduced themselves as Er, At and Wa, who true to Wu’s vision, were experts on grass. Sadly for Wu, they were experts of a different type of grass than Wu had envisioned. The three sages, sitting on the slope of a dune, would spend the following days smoking handfuls of “grass” from glass bongs. They offered the bongs to Sagacious Wu, who did not hear them for they were thinking so very, very hard about grass.

    Er, At and Wa thought Wu’s dedication was like, totally cool man. They also complimented Wu’s hair, which may or may not have made Wu blush. Wu’s three wise men turned out to be three potheads. They’re in for the ride and will gladly follow Wu around to think about grass and stuff, as they smoke grass and stuff… woah.

    (Ambitious act. Roll = 21. Result = Fail)
     
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