ITT: We are all gods

And Gloom shook his head in sorrow, for the world of man hated him, even though he was just doing his job.

And Man Grew Proud, and thought to be the equal of the gods. Mighty Czernobog looked upon them and was displeased (though to be fair, he never looks happy).

Wow, I think I just got a reasonable explanation for "iTroper the god" siding with mortals; being the "god of fun and technology", he must serve mortal beings' inventive and economic processes to continue existing, sine he gets no worship.

But it was during this planning that he saw that the mortals were again growing too power-hungry, and discovered Gloom's non-malevolent motivation. And so he set a condition... The mortals would not be given any rights to Sugar Wiki until they could build a Utopia themselves, and thus prove themselves worthy of such never-ending bliss. And so it was then that iTroper waited, watching them to see if they were truly worth saving...

edited 6th May '10 7:59:38 AM by iTroper

Thus, out of the greyness, another god appears and sees the work of his fellows, and he saw that their work was good, and verily did he procrastinate. Until he saw a fundamental flaw in the world, which triggered such rage that the skies roared with lightning and thunder. Furious, he picked a group of mortals, and bestowed upon them his righteous anger. The first Grammar Nazis had been made.

edited 6th May '10 3:56:05 AM by l3wt

iTroper, fearing the damage the Grammar Nazi mortals could do, crushed their attempts to fix other people's spelling obsessively for even the littlest mistake by making their typewriters not run on time.

edited 6th May '10 8:05:19 AM by iTroper

Ans so blaine spyed on iTroper, waiting for a chance to drag him to the netherhells, to his master Gloom.

And iTroper sensed this and decided to taunt Blaine with a train avatar he probably won't recognize.

Ok I TOTALLY lol'd

Blaine backed off and fled the scene laughing in hysterics.

And one man said unto the others; "Look! The gods themselves are fighting among themselves, they are no better than children! Worship them not, for they have no power over us!". And Czernabog heard this and was pleased, for he appreciates incoming irony.

And then, was the holy brownie recipie served, and others contradicted the first man. And discord did create much interest, and prevent boredom and stagnation. And people for Gloom to Smite. And Czernabog and Edward did share the BRO FIST. For they were old school chums back in god school.

"Thou didst not go to thy sameth school as thyself. I went-eth to Deityville High!"

"Yes. And I am sure thy school team, the Deityville High Smiters are doing as well as usual in ye Miracle Cup standings. Three Itenerations of creation in last place, was it not?"

And the other gods did gasp at Current's audacity, as dissin' school teams be Serious Business in the pantheon. And Cola River did grow flat, as the Great Baker/ Chef did see the look upon iTropers face, and his own did reflect the feeling of "oh, shit..." as only a god's can...

edited 6th May '10 1:15:44 PM by EddieCurrent

But the newcomer, seeing the need for balance, stepped in and said to his fellow deities "I suggest a contest, so thou may prove thine worth to one another. What the contest shall be, thou must figure out thineselves."

edited 6th May '10 1:21:04 PM by l3wt

Thou hast insulted my school's team? Thy shalt see whost education and training is better! I challenge thou to a contest, to build thee a mortal school and train thy followers to win in a Calvin Ball game! I shalt like to see thoust 10chanmandment High methods work in thy real world!

Should thou accept, thy shall "train" the Lolcats of 4chan High and I shalt lead the students of Troperville High to VICTORY!

edited 6th May '10 1:32:02 PM by iTroper

I sense upcoming intercontinuity...

And the mediator saw the agreement of his fellows, and it was good.

You better believe it! The Troperville High topic has been dying as of late, this publicity could be just the boost it needs!

So what is thy decision? Doth thou accept my challenge?

"I DO!" Edward said... and pulled out a small wrapped bundle. And the gods assembled gasped again, as they realized if anyone could tame the LO Lcats... it waz he hoo haz seycred cheezburgerz.

edited 6th May '10 1:40:35 PM by EddieCurrent

And Czernabog, not understanding what the hell the other gods were talking about, did return to torturing mortals.

So, how are we going to go about this? The game itself is Calvinball, but this is a topic about bickering and goofy gods, not high schools that teach tropes and memes. I don't want to detract from the original essence of this topic...

And thus Taco became jealous of the LOL Cats for their cheezburger, and angry at the other gods for deviating from His plan. So he turned Troperville high into a gordita, and from that day forth the world orbited twin suns.

Very well, Edward, thou hast avoided our confrontation for now... But I shalt see thou in the worlds beyond thy fourth dimension, the worlds where ye and I and all of us are not so high and mighty but mere mortals, for reasons that are completely beyond me at this point in time.

And thus, rumetzen returned from a long day of partying down, and he saw the sacred contest, and he realised he had no idea what was going on, so he decided to get some smiting done.

And thus did Krrackknut see that man was plagued by his other creations, and forged mighty weapons for them to defend themselves.

And Taco gave krackknut a bitchin' sword for his pirathulhu avatar.

edited 6th May '10 5:29:38 PM by Taco

Before there stood gods upon Olympus, or ever Allah was Allah, had wrought and rested WICKED-TOOTOO-THREE.

There are in Pegana Mung and Sish and Kib, and the maker of all small gods, who is WICKED-TOOTOO-THREE. Moreover, we have a faith in Roon and Slid.

And it has been said of old that all things that have been were wrought bythe small gods, excepting only WICKED-TOOTOO-THREE, who made the gods and hath thereafter rested.

And none may pray to WICKED-TOOTOO-THREE but only the gods whom he hath made.

But at the Last will WICKED-TOOTOO-THREE forget to rest, and will make again new gods and other worlds, and will destroy the gods whom he hath made.

And the gods and the worlds shall depart, and there shall be only WICKED-TOOTOO-THREE.