Post by Demon's Heir on Jan 29, 2014 0:48:32 GMT
More of my messed up little schemes.
How one dimension was made..
A entirely blank area, with no top, bottom, left or right. Nothing but white.
Three blemishes after time emerged from the whiteness. Green, blue, and black.
Out of that, became gods. Or godesses. Gender irrelevant.
The three decided to make a world out of that eternal whiteness.
With the green, came the ground, trees, and plants. Blue created the skies. Black, decided to give shadows to these objects, define them. It also took away some of the darkness in each color, bringing light. Blue eventually pulled away some of the blue within the green of the tree's oaks, turning it to yellow, and black turned it to brown. Green took that idea, and created the first animal, a deer-like creature, which were then altered by the others.
With that idea set, the black removed a few areas in the sky to keep the white. Green put up the sun, and blue turned it yellow.
The three created animals, with varying shades of brown. Some stayed green, some turned yellow, some grey, some blue.
Eventually though, blue and green took away the color from one of black's flowers and animals. That resulted with red.
The three continued with this for some time, creating their little world.
Eventually they took notice of each other. They were still one solid color, with no shading, lighting, nothing. Only white orbs for eyes.
Black decided to give color to them, creating shading. They decided eventually also, that they wanted a way to show their feelings. So black gave each creature a mouth and more visible facial features. With themselves, they took it a bit more detailed, and put on a expression that was more unique. Blue got a smile that showed it cared. Black's was also a grin, though tinted with mischief. With green, black wanted something different. A frown instead of a grin. At first they were fine with it, but eventually green turned downcast that it was the one that was different, the freak. It's emotions turned to match it's face. Eventually green went to find black, who was sleeping by chance. It stole some of the black it kept stored away in case an extra would be needed. It left off before black awoke.
Green tried for some while to find a way to get a normal smile like the other two had, to no avail. Eventually there was only a little left, at which it decided to head back to black and plead for help. That is when the raven, a bird once white, noted the god in it's lonesome, and the little object it carried. Wanted to see it for itself, the raven dove down from the skies, attempting to snatch it. The last of the black exploded in a shower of darkness, forever tainting the crow, and as it flew up and away in fright, the blackness formed in the sky, becoming the first storm clouds.
Green left with nothing, and unwilling to go to the others now, remained silent and alone for some time.
Blue found it eventually, crying to itself silently. Out of the dark clouds, blue let the first rains, though a clear blue color and not a yellowed shade as green's were.
At first green took it as mockery, before finally realizing it was more in symbolizing that the world would weep along with it, and it would not be alone in it's sorrow. It may be different from blue and black by appearance, but it was still important, and was the creator of first life.
On return and in explanation to black of the latest occurrences, black decided to permit each creature, and each of the gods, to be able to have minor control of black. Each now able to show emotions, more or less.
Centuries later, they are more or less still the same, friends, with problems, and still entertaining themselves with the creation of life. But now, each one is a bit different in color. Their surroundings have rubbed off onto them, and each now is less pure in color than before, though with this mix, easily much stronger in ideas.
This is the fucked up shit I think of when I get bored.
It looks so much nicer in my head since there are no words and just nicely flowing images.
Imagine beings that are made of endlessly resupplying but never over flowing paint.
How one dimension was made..
A entirely blank area, with no top, bottom, left or right. Nothing but white.
Three blemishes after time emerged from the whiteness. Green, blue, and black.
Out of that, became gods. Or godesses. Gender irrelevant.
The three decided to make a world out of that eternal whiteness.
With the green, came the ground, trees, and plants. Blue created the skies. Black, decided to give shadows to these objects, define them. It also took away some of the darkness in each color, bringing light. Blue eventually pulled away some of the blue within the green of the tree's oaks, turning it to yellow, and black turned it to brown. Green took that idea, and created the first animal, a deer-like creature, which were then altered by the others.
With that idea set, the black removed a few areas in the sky to keep the white. Green put up the sun, and blue turned it yellow.
The three created animals, with varying shades of brown. Some stayed green, some turned yellow, some grey, some blue.
Eventually though, blue and green took away the color from one of black's flowers and animals. That resulted with red.
The three continued with this for some time, creating their little world.
Eventually they took notice of each other. They were still one solid color, with no shading, lighting, nothing. Only white orbs for eyes.
Black decided to give color to them, creating shading. They decided eventually also, that they wanted a way to show their feelings. So black gave each creature a mouth and more visible facial features. With themselves, they took it a bit more detailed, and put on a expression that was more unique. Blue got a smile that showed it cared. Black's was also a grin, though tinted with mischief. With green, black wanted something different. A frown instead of a grin. At first they were fine with it, but eventually green turned downcast that it was the one that was different, the freak. It's emotions turned to match it's face. Eventually green went to find black, who was sleeping by chance. It stole some of the black it kept stored away in case an extra would be needed. It left off before black awoke.
Green tried for some while to find a way to get a normal smile like the other two had, to no avail. Eventually there was only a little left, at which it decided to head back to black and plead for help. That is when the raven, a bird once white, noted the god in it's lonesome, and the little object it carried. Wanted to see it for itself, the raven dove down from the skies, attempting to snatch it. The last of the black exploded in a shower of darkness, forever tainting the crow, and as it flew up and away in fright, the blackness formed in the sky, becoming the first storm clouds.
Green left with nothing, and unwilling to go to the others now, remained silent and alone for some time.
Blue found it eventually, crying to itself silently. Out of the dark clouds, blue let the first rains, though a clear blue color and not a yellowed shade as green's were.
At first green took it as mockery, before finally realizing it was more in symbolizing that the world would weep along with it, and it would not be alone in it's sorrow. It may be different from blue and black by appearance, but it was still important, and was the creator of first life.
On return and in explanation to black of the latest occurrences, black decided to permit each creature, and each of the gods, to be able to have minor control of black. Each now able to show emotions, more or less.
Centuries later, they are more or less still the same, friends, with problems, and still entertaining themselves with the creation of life. But now, each one is a bit different in color. Their surroundings have rubbed off onto them, and each now is less pure in color than before, though with this mix, easily much stronger in ideas.
This is the fucked up shit I think of when I get bored.
It looks so much nicer in my head since there are no words and just nicely flowing images.
Imagine beings that are made of endlessly resupplying but never over flowing paint.