Psybolt

Mister Rancor remained unfulfilled from his efforts in the new cylindrical world.  That was probably only going to continue as the God of Hatred had never felt happy.  Any time he felt a twinge of what could be considered a positive feeling, he drove them back down into his gut.

He did spend more time than not watching the events of Hedonia.  Those individuals were very easy to manipulate and another idea that would sew the seeds of division and hatred sprung to his mind.  He had been engaged with the subtle aspects of his hatred crusade recently as Crax had taken the more direct method.  When he had pulled his son out of the last conflict, Rancor was irritated... or proud.  He wasn't sure which it was.

Mister Rancor decided something new.  Other Gods seemed focused upon insects and plants, but Rancor wanted more, no matter how entertaining it may have been.  He constructed a sister-city to Hedonia, built just to the southern border of the city which he named Austere.  It was a reflection of Hedonia and he encouraged easily manipulated humans and other such bio-forms to take up residence in the new city.  He spread the feeling of how these people were being judgmental of those people who spent their time and wasted their lives in Hedonia.

To make it even more of a play, he had these beings created temples to both Aziza, to the reflection of the hedonistic land, and Clarkent Kal, the hero with a heavy dose of righteousness.  Mister Rancor knew that the followers did not always understand or out and out misinterpret the words and beliefs of their deities so having them launch such a campaign of intolerance or manipulation against the people of Hedonia in the name of these two gods was something that "almost" tickled Rancor.

Geography:  sister city of Austere, built beside Hedonia.

Interference, pick 1:  Building two temples to other gods and directing the people of Austere to carry a campaign in these Gods' names against Hedonia.

I did not pick yesterday so this works together.  I believe I only have the bonus Interference pick and the bonus monster pick remaining.

Mister Rancor sat upon a stone chair, uncomfortable and hard.  He hated the chair and, for some reason, that felt right.  He stared out at the world forming around him, held within a cylindrical tube, with rivers flowing every which way and cracks sending those unlucky to places across time.  

The mosquitos he had unleashed were a moderate success, but the bloodsuckers were more annoying than hate-inspiring.  The excess rivers of the lands certainly helped keep that population active and thriving.  Rancor still felt a distasteful feeling of optimism, of hope in the air of this land.  

Even with his always active son, Crax, once again pushing the envelope with the Murder Plant, Rancor could barely care.  He would always say the right things to keep up his image, but many of these were just lies.  He was the master of lies after all.  How could he encourage the expansion of lies among the population of this world?  There must be a way.

A spark of an idea came to his foul mind.  Something considerably more subtle than the wiping out of a continent, but something that would surely lead to division, to mistrust, to blatant lying.  It would be his masterpiece.

There must be more to the world than just survival.  There must be leaders.  Mister Rancor pulled from his head a human that he named Christopher Patron.  He set Patron up with skills, oratory abilities, and charisma unlike any human to this point.  He also gave him a deep hatred of anything non-human and the skill to avoid any inquiry to reveal his true nature.

Rancor followed this creation with another human pulled from his head.  This one was named Stanton Hannity.  He was just as charismatic, but darker.  His quick wit and blatant shamelessness would shock everyone and offend many.  Yet he is the type who you might want to find and enjoy an intoxicant with.  

Just to add to the confusion, Rancor pulled up a member of the K-rac C’ho C’o and a figure from the Elven community who is able and willing to step forward as a representation.

Mister Rancor sent a feeling throughout the land, piercing the hearts and minds of every living creature, encouraging them to support and congregate with these individuals.  Rancor knew that was all he had to do as this would spread like a virus across this new world.  Power is an aphrodisiac and those that he had brought forth would inspire others in the same manner.  Lies, hatred, intolerance... would multiply with or without the multiplicity of the world.

"Gift" to Civilization:  Politics   

Flora or Fauna or Ore:  Mosquitos

Mythic Monster:  Pontianak

Mister Rancor moved around the lands devastated by his son's handiwork and an idea sprung forth from his head.  "A little revenge..." he thought, raising a spirit of one of the dead, a woman, who had been with child.  "You shall be named Pontianak" Rancor said, sending the vampiric-spirit off for vengeance against those who survived over her.  

Under the Boardwalk was originally by the Drifters.

My choice for the cover is Bruce Willis with the Temptations

Mister Rancor had been noticeably absent from much of the specifics happening in the cylindrical world, with the multiple events and objects from the accident of Etterskell only opening more opportunity.  Rancor shook his head.

He stood on the land that had been scarred.... glancing at the doom brought forth by his son.  Rancor was not sure if what he was feeling was pride... or truthfully resentment of being surpassed by one so young.  His feelings for Crax were complicated, but was much more pure than the feelings he had for his siblings.  

Rancor had been existing within the shadows of Masque, a place where he felt comfortable, but the brazen attack demanded his attention.  

Shifting forms into what appeared to be a survivor, one of those saved by the hopeful, whose resiliency always turned his stomach.  When he had the chance, Mister Rancor found himself whispering into the ears of the survivors.  "Why did the God of Heroes cast us aside?"  "Clarkent Kal has forsaken our justice."  "Alitheon brought death to us all."   "I heard the Elven nomads Aelf were the true unspoken force behind the assault. Such black eyes..."    

As he spread the rumors through the survivors, planting seeds intended to sprout into the burning hatred and thriving revenge, Mister Rancor decided to target Hedonia as well.  Gambling is such an ample target.  The house never loses and those who find themselves unable to cope, have hatred fueling within their breasts.    Rancor made sure that these hapless losers knew whom to blame for their lot in life... those who worshiped Nagus Sterling. 

Mister Rancor never wanted the direct action, preferring to allow the explosion to form from within.  Those were always the most damaging.

Secondary Domain:  Manipulation & Lies

Paint it Black by the Rolling Stones

Cover by Zac Brown Band (there were a ton of remakes of this song)

Kiss  by Prince

Cover by Tom Jones

Secondary Domain:  Vengeance

"Hard Luck Woman"  original by Kiss, remade by Garth Brooks.

I certainly do not think Garth's version is better, but it is a decent cover.

4 hours ago, death tribble said:

 

 

 

NOTE: I have deliberately kept this vague as we are only just beginning and various sects can believe what they want it just might not be right.

I do like the idea of an Axis of Evil with Mister Rancor, Ceass and Crax opposing Nadiya and Clarkent Kal but whether Rancor and Ceass are indeed related to Crax in any way shape of form is left up to their owners. I have left it as an option.

Both Hermit and csyphrett have set themselves against Psybolt and myself with their choices so I do hope that you are content with Crax's opposition.

If indeed Enforcer84 wants to set Strife against Hope which is what I gathered from the initial selection, I can backpedal so you and Hermit can have room to breathe.

 

 

I'm fine with any relationship DT has in mind for Rancor.  Having him be a father to Crax makes perfect sense.

Sentient Life:  Humans

Mister Rancor knew the best way to spread hatred is to give the world someone that will fall into conflict with each other.  These creatures seemed to be the easiest to do so.

 Mexican actor Xavier Lopez “Chabelo”

Peter Ustinov

Secondary Domain for Mister Rancor....

Intolerance

Leslie Nielsen

Christopher Lee

My God is named Mister Rancor and he is the God of Hatred

Henry Fonda

Yoda

Pyronite (Ben 10)

I am unsure why anyone would want to board the Titanic.  Haven't you heard....?

Ukulele playing

Orchard planting

Hopscotch