The Rise and Fall of Radio (a BTS DI)

[Dumanios]

Dumanios has shown his power to those of power, that they may know of what could happen should he be angered.

 

[Radio Noer]

About 19 hours left to make changes, if you want to hop in the first intervention, now's the time!

 

[brandon.herren]

I'll sign up as BrHe the god of espionage and Anti-Spam spray

editing...

 

[brandon.herren]

The Great BrHe swooped across the land, spreading his followers to wreak terror across the world

Spoiler :

(note: Since this is the first time I've tried this sort of thing, hope it isn't considered "over the top" Anyways, I added 5 Incan spies to your land, and 1 Incan great spy in your capital, in addition to one in their capital

 

[Lelouch]

You're supposed to put your changes in spoilers that say NFREin front of it, which stands for not for radio noer,s eyes.

 

[Optical]

Got it

 

[Optical]

Radio Noer never saw or heard Fortunis. He was too subtle. The only hints of his presence had been - or would have been if not for the fact that the man in the next hut over had severe halitosis - a faint scent of wool, and a dropped, half chewed sweetmint leaf.
Nobody seemed to know what had changed the next morning. They just knew something had.

Spoiler Radio can read this :

Don't even try to guess what I've changed. You'll find out in good time.

Spoiler NFRE :

I'll reveal all the changes I make at the end of the game. The point is I'm trying to, well, subtly help him.

 

[Radio Noer]

9.5 hours left!

 

[Tambien]

My RP:
The people of Persia never saw or heard the god. But they saw the results of his work. The lands changed to desert, with the great polar wastes turning to jungle...

Spoiler NFRNE :

I melted the southern ice and turned lots of land to desert. The northern regions of the world are now jungle.

 

[thecaesar]

A DI! I love DI's! ...If I could only see the pictures!

 

[Tambien]

Then join!

 

[Radio Noer]

I'm playing now, don't edit!

EDIT: General Olaf, I need the save!

 

[MoreEpicThanYou]

Curse you, Tambien, for contradicting my changes. I DECLARE HOLY WAR!

 

[thecaesar]

I'll be Janus, God of Decisions, Beginnings, and Ends.

Also, I will be needing someone to make my interventions for me.

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Radio was standing in front of a very ancient-looking door, with intricate designs all over it. He honestly had no idea how he had gotten there, and was wondering if this was a dream when he noticed another door. This one looked shiny and new (well, not literally shiny, but you know what I mean), but was totally devoid of markings of any sort. It was totally smooth.

I think I would remember going through either of those doors, thought Radio, but I don't, and these doors are the only ones here... so how did I--

CHOOSE YOUR PATH.

Well. That seems like a pretty simple set of instructions, he thought. I suppose I could choose one of those doors. He thought about it for awhile, then decided that he would go through the "oldie but goodie" door.

As he opened it, he suddenly realized that voices don't just say "CHOOSE YOUR PATH" out of nowhere. That settles it, then! This must--

YOU HAVE MADE YOUR CHOICE. AND AS ONE DOOR OPENS, ANOTHER MUST CLOSE. And the smooth, new door shimmered out of existence.

Radio was about to protest and say that he hadn't really officially made a choice, and he hadn't even really realized that this was an important choice at the time, and that he had rather liked that other door as well, when--

THE DECISION HAS BEEN MADE. THIS IS THE WAY IT SHALL BE. PRAY THAT YOUR CHOICE WAS WISE, AND REMEMBER THE NAME OF JANUS!

Radio woke in a sweat. That's it!, he thought. It was a vision from one of the Gods! But what he had done in making that decision, he had yet to realize...

 

[Radio Noer]

While I'm waiting, here's a poem that I'll be trying to incorporate into the story.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
​

I have a feeling that I will not be the captain of my fate nor the master of my soul.

 

[thecaesar]

While I'm waiting, here's a poem that I'll be trying to incorporate into the story.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
​

I have a feeling that I will not be the captain of my fate nor the master of my soul.

Nice!

 

[Radio Noer]

Curse you, Tambien, for contradicting my changes. I DECLARE HOLY WAR!

Dear lord...

 

[Optical]

While I'm waiting, here's a poem that I'll be trying to incorporate into the story.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
​

I have a feeling that I will not be the captain of my fate nor the master of my soul.

Invictus! That's literally my favourite poem

 

[MaxWar]

If you are having difficulties losing this, just let me know. I will join as ....
MaxWar ..... God of Randomness and things that should not be happening.

 

[Radio Noer]

General Olaf, I still need the save.

EDIT: If the change is so subtle, I might just play tonight and let you make the changes later.