Who: Chuck;Ota if anyone wants. Where: Town? What: Sin's stuff, I guess.Use your imagination for the creatures. When: Monday. Rating: TBD Open: Yep! Multi's are welcome.
It wasn't, actually, all that strange for him to wake up in different moods. Generally, he ignored the pull of the universe, most of them being prayers for help or just general...worldly things. But today? Today he'd woke up with this urge to just..to create. And why shouldn't he? He'd created the world after all. Maybe not this one, he still wasn't sure what or even which creature had but he wasn't going to ignore the burst of inspiration, of the Pride, tugging at him.
So he'd wandered from the apartment, studying the town, trying to figure out what if anything to add, to fix before it hit him. It wasn't his world, sure, but no one ever told him what he could, and couldn't, do and adding to the canvas of this world would be a vast improvement. It didn't take him long, white, blinding, light surrounding him as he strung together creatures, bringing them into fruition with barley a blink of an eye.