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Gael: Uhh yeah?? //he said in a confused tone, not sure what she wanted to do with him.

Titus: //the God of Ideals noticed his partner talking to one of the mortals. He decided to wander over and see what was going on. He had never seen her act so strange before./ Laroc, why are you hiding your face //he asked removing her hood/ Your mortals won't be able to find you if you hide yourself.

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"You of all gods should know that I don't like drawing attention to myself. Besides, I already found one of my mortals." Laroc pointed out, mentally sighing in relief as soon as the God of Ideals approached them. "As I was saying, you just so happen to be one of my mortals." The Reshiram stated, turning her attention back to Gael.

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Titus: //he looked at Gael with a confused, yet kind of disgusted look then walked away/

Gael: //not really even paying attention to Laroc, he watched Titus walk away in the way that he did/ Damn what crawled up his butt and died? Did you see the look e gave me??

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Morta couldn't help the small smile that she found on her face, as she watched Ellenor fool about with the mortals. She blinked in surprise as the other godess waved to her, and she nodded her head in response. Not the most polite response, but she wasn't sure if she'd be able to wave with her unreasonably long sleeves. She didn't want to end up looking childish in front of everyone here- it just wouldn't fit her as the Death God. She sighed again, turning to watching the mortals again, and curiously finding a few who'd caught her attention.

Kestrel took a deep breath, deciding they should really get out am mingle. Maybe partying would resolve some of their tension, and they would worry so much about theIr inevitable meeting with a god, a real god- They pinched their arm, trying to focus again. 'Right, go out, have some fun. Don't worry about anything-' they repeated silently, finally moving towards the mass of people.

Akatsuya looked up from her place at the food table, stuffing her face with a leg of ham- or whatever. She watched the two people- one of whom was apparently the Godess of Truth- a few feet away from her curiously. She thought about going up to the Reshiram, and asking about her own god, but decided just to keep to herself. Just because she would be truthful, doesn't mean she would be fine with random people approaching. With that thought, she took a sweetroll from the table and ate that as well.

Grimoire, having just snuck away from her guard, cackled loudly, frightening several children who stood nearby. She made sure to stick her tongue out at them, before she started wandering about the party- feeling much more adventurouswithout some nagging guard to order her about. She looked up at the gods- a few more had appeared since she'd last been looking- and whistled. "Well, I guess if they're gods, they would be pretty hot." She said loudly, ignoring several shocked glances at her. "Wonder if they'd mind if I went up an' said hi-" she said, grinning widely. "Can't hurt to go an' find out."

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(Accepted!)

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Nikola's stomach growled, reminding the garchomp gijinka of her neglected breakfast she had left at home before she was dragged out to the temple. She glanced around, making sure her aunt was nowhere nearby before sneaking off towards one of the food tables, picking up a plate and a slice of quiche. Edging off to the side to sit on an empty chair, she took a bite of the pastry, glancing around the room for familiar faces, though her gaze seemed to always find itself drawn toward the thrones and the gods atop them. She wondered when the ceremony would begin, hoping it would start soon so she didn't have to wait around in this ridiculous dress.

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{OOC; Thanks, and anyone wanna pair up with my Goddess? >///<}

Andra was at the meeting place for the Gods, maxing and relaxing in a corner. She wondered what the other Gods, or Goddesses were up to. Are they at they're shrines already? she thought to herself, a blank expression plastered on her face. "Maybe I should go to my shrine.." she muttered, mostly to herself. I'll give myself some time though, I admire the design of this building. Though, I do wonder what the other Gods are up to. she looked around the building one more time from her corner before making a clear decision of leaving, for now. She walked her way towards the exit casually her shoes making an awful lot of noise on the marbled tile "Oh my gods.. I bet they're at the festival! I totally forgot!" she whispered quietly to herself and ran out of the shrine in a hurry. She then decided she wasn't going to walk and fly her way there, it was much quicker anyways. She began to lift off the ground and flew her way in a rush to the festival, once she noticed all the decor she landed on the ground Am I late? she thought looking around the area.

"Oh gods.. I hope I'm not late.." she muttered to herself quietly and stretched, she popped her shoulder and walked around for a bit. "Hmm.." she said and walked around, she noticed Morta and walked over to her "Hello." she said "Am I late?" she asked as causal as possible "I just arrived, I totally forgot about the festival today." she added.

Rorias stood in the crowd, shifting the weight of her feet slowly . She looked around, and went to a small cart filled with items for sale. She saw a small dagger, which she found pretty amazing, and pulled out a bag of coins. "How much for that dagger?" She asked, pointing to it. The lady held up four fingers, as of to say "Four gold coins." Rorias put the money on the table, and took her new shiny dagger off the cart, slipping it into her bag as she tied it to her waist.

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(Can I have Shaymin?)

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(I'm sorry, but I don't think we have enough mortal characters, and a bit too many gods)

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Soren: //despite not wanting to get up and mingle, he dragged himself out of his throne and down to where everyone else was. His feet left a trail of ice as he walked, since he still wasn't in the brightest of moods. He looked around the sea of mortals wandering around and talking among eachother. He let out a frosty scoff since he really wanted no part in this.

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Vis looked up at the Wish Goddess. Yup. She was the one. She seemed pretty nice, and if Vis were to offer themselves up to her, they probably wouldn't have to worry about food for another day in their life. And besides, she was the Wish Goddess. Vis could feel the pure luck radiating from her. If they could get a hold on that sort of luck power...Vis smiled to themselves before setting off to track down the ones who were in charge of offering to the Wish Goddess. It didn't take long, but involved a bit of trial and error.

"Greetings, everyone! I'd like to speak to you about your offering for a sec."

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"Am I getting a bride?" Akash raised an eyebrow at Ein, whose eyes glazed slightly as they peered into the future. A few moments later, they blinked as they returned to the present.

"Perhaps," Ein said with a smile. There were actually several futures in which Akash married one of the mortals offered to him.

"Is it...her?" He pointed to a female Empoleon mortal. Ein smiled and shook their head no. After several more failed attempts, he gave up.

"Well, who's your offering?" Akash said. Ein rested his chin in his hand and said with a sad sigh, "Elva."

"Are you...disappointed?"

"Oh, Arceus no. But it's just..." Ein resisted looking over at her. "She was my wife, once."

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//You guys can poke fun at Laroc, she can't lie //shot

She noticed a Luxray woman that curiously glanced at them, but then resumed stuffing her face. "Titus isn't the kindest of gods, please forgive him." Laroc replied, her nails digging into the palm of her hand. 'Rude much? Way to make a first impression Titus.' The Reshiram thought and sighed, a bit stressed after everything that happened in a small time-span.

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Gael: Wonder why he's like that?? //he paused for a moment and looked excitedly at Laroc/ Is there some sort of awesome war flashback you could tell me! I love hearing war stories! Especially because you're Gods, you must've been in a lot haven't ya!

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Rose stood with the other citizens, standing out like a sore thumb in her ceremonial garments. She had no real interest in being here, a sacrifice to the gods and goddesses, but she had no choice, they forced her to come and be given to a god that would probably just kill her when he got the chance. She knew some myths about the gods, but those were just myths. She was unprepared for the truth and how they really were like. In a way, she was nervous to meet her god, the idea that at any given moment she could bore him and be killed kept lingering in her mind. She hoped she was not given to the god of death, the only god she believed would have no trouble truly killing a mortal for no reason.

Among the crowd there were some gods and goddesses mingling through the mortals, probably trying to figure out which one was theirs. She noticed a variety of gods and goddesses both mingling and sitting upon their thrones; the Wish Maker Jirachi, the Space god Rayquaza, the ice god Regice.

Morta blinked I'm surprise as Andra approached her. "Ah, that's unusual. With how much the mortals celebrate, I was doubtful that many people even could forget.." she murmured, before speaking a bit louder. "Luckily, you arrived just now, the ceremony is beginning in a minute or two-" she added, looking at the most regal and important looking mortals, who immediately stood. She stood up herself and cleared her throat before she starting speaking in a loud, clear voice. "Excuse me, but if you all will settle down, we can finally start the ceremony" she sighed as she noticed the many, empty thrones of gods. "-There are far too many missing-" she grumbled, returning to her own seat.
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Grimoire stood at the edge of the crowd, as had been about to go up and introduce herself to a few of the gods standing about, when she'd heard the announcement. "Ah, I should probably leave, if I wanna get out...but then I won't get to see the village elders explain why I'm not there.." she hummed, scratching her head. "I guess I can stay for a few minutes- but then i gotta go. No ifs, ands or buts-" she decided, moving off to try and blend with the crowd- though her clothes were too flashy, and a bit too raunchy to help very much.

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"Oh no, I'm going to be late!" Rorias yelled as she heard Morta, racing to the temple. She entered the temple, and stood next to those she assumed were the other mortal offerings. She pulled down her hood, letting her soft, shiny pink hair into her face. She blew a piece out from in front of her eye.

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Ren walked through the room, keeping an eye out for their parents. Surely enough, they found their mother chatting with a Lapras woman and eating. Their mother had always been an extrovert, and it seemed she had already made a friend. Their father didn't seem too far off. He simply seemed to be enjoying the food, not bothering to speak with others.

On their way to greet their mother, someone caught their eye. She seemed to be speaking with a Seviper man. She must be Laroc, the goddess of Truths, they thought to theirself. Before they could make their way over to her another woman, sitting on one of the thrones--a goddess, Ren reminded theirself--announced the beginning of the ceremony. There were still a few whispers, but for the most part, the noise seemed to die down. Ren straightened their dress and made their way over to the sides where their parents had moved, waiting for the ceremony to start.

(@Houndoomite if the person my mortal is supposed to be with doesn't show up then I would be happy to pair her with Andra)

Pushing herself off the post, Vennidal turned to look at Hazer straight on. "Take care of the flock for me. Don't let this family fall apart." She turned, walking towards the distant thrones. "I will boss. See you on the flip side!" And he was gone. She sighed, wondering if they would ever meet again. She wasn't entirely sure what this offering thing entailed, whether she would be allowed to leave, or even contact her flock. No sense worrying though. She would just handle the problems as they came. She moved through the crowd, a thin cloud of tabacco smoke following her. She stood with the crowd as the death goddess spoke. She was a bit confused that Groudon wasn't there. Wasn't that the one she was supposed to be for? She noticed a woman clad in green, imposing and beautiful. Rayquaza. Now there was a goddess she could kick it with.

Ellenor sat cross legged on her throne, propping her head up with her hands. She had actually gotten Morta to smile so that was a plus, and several other gods and goddesses had arrived. Her happy attitude faded slightly at the sight of Andra flying in. She had never liked the "Hoenn Titans" as they were called. They were much to... Raw for her taste. They were gods of primal forces, uncontrollable and savage. They gave Hoenn a bad reputation, as if it were a place to be feared. Andra was better, usually trying to keep her siblings under control, but still... She shook it off. This was a day for celebration, not old grudges. Her eyes scanner the crowds, when she noticed a rather pretty Zoroak staring at her. Something about them... She felt familiar with them, even though this was the first time she'd ever seen them. Her attention was drawn away by Morta's voice, telling everyone to settle down.

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