Though he changes his appearance to reflect the race of those that stand before him, the god Letum will invariably wear shirts that would be described as Hawaiian if Hawaii existed yet and baggy khaki shorts with a pith helmet.
He's considered fairly eccentric amongst his family because of his compassion and interest in mortals (his fashion sense notwithstanding) where the others are more inclined towards self-interest.
This is still a signature.She stood, stunned by the man she thought to be too kind to do such a deed. The entire group, the entire street, even, was chillingly quiet. J.W. stared at the girl with a hard, uncaring gaze down the sights of his pistols. Soon, as the warm wind breathed past her, the silence was shattered by the fire of his guns, and her body was perforated with more than a dozen bullets, reeled from the impact, then fell limp onto the pavement. Blood seeped out of every hole, from her neck down to her arms, stomach and legs, and everyone present, still shocked, knew that Maria was finally dead.
Oh, wait, wrong kind of death.
All Myths Are True in a Starfish Alien kind of way. Death might make the occasional personal appearance, but it is only ever as human as needed for communication. It is a process and a metaphysical foundation, not truly an identity/soul/being/person. It's face changes for everyone and is mostly seen through the eyes of Dorian as a sinister Pluto - a gaunt, cold, walking corpse that is straight to business.
You must agree, my plan is sheer elegance in its simplicity! My TumblrPromethean: Not a being(probably?); Something inconceivable below The Underworld on the outside, where true destruction(something turning into nothing) happens. Everything is drawn there from the place of true creation above. Both concepts are alien to the material plane.
A rotting mass of flesh and organs that walks in the shape of a man and whose eyes glow like embers. It calls itself God, Devil, Death, One and All.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialDeath is not personified in my setting, it's just a natural process. When a person is born, they are given memory and soul by the Source, of which memory is transient but the soul is eternal. After the physical body dies, the soul begins its journey back to the Source, and it takes four days (cf. Zoroastrian views on death) for it to reach the borders of known metaphysical space. Before that, resurrection is possible, which is how Jesus, for instance, could come back after three days. Odin managed to come back from the dead after 9 days, but then again, he wasn't exactly human. Anyway, as the soul journeys towards the Source, its memory weakens, losing knowledge and experience, so resurrected people inevitably Come Back Wrong, though the degree varies. No one exactly knows what happens to the soul at the Source (which is outside the known metaphysical space) but it is generally believed that it is reincarnated back into the world.
Thanatos, Custodian of the Dead and half of the Cycle of Life, sits in his granite throne, his coarse black cloak hanging loosely from his shoulders, examining the hourglass balanced in his right hand. His psychopomps, the Gatherers of the Dead, guide the recently-deceased through the Ethereal Currents to which of his Halls is their resting place until reincarnation. He has heard countless arguments from nobility and royalty about the "unfairness" of their deaths, but he is forever unmoved. Death comes to all living things as it has since he ended the first life created by his sister Gaea. They just have to wait until they are reincarnated and then live another life.
My Blog | My Steam profileDeath is personified according to what is most comforting (or appropriate) to the viewing person. Death functions as the personification of the gateway between life and whatever lies beyond. Death's avatar when it manifests or at the semi-physical location of death's door takes the form of a powerful necromancer (the kind that can commune with the dead rather than that kind that raises zombies; in my world, there's a difference) who traded eternal servitude as death's avatar for one hundred years of power and invincibility.
Mine is an EVIL laugh.Death is the end of all metabolic processes in the body. While various peoples have their own images of how death is personified, an individual's most typical experience of death is the final and irrevocable cessation of consciousness.
I should really get around to writing that story that has actual supernatural elements in it..... :3
I have devised a most marvelous signature, which this signature line is too narrow to contain.Death is a Celestial Bureaucracy rather like that of Irregular Webcomic; however, rather than the immediate cause of death, shades are collected according to significant cause of death, because apparently it makes things easier for their supervisors in Purgatory.
- Hoist By Their Own Petard is not the Audience Surrogate so much as the Audience Tour Guide, as he's one of the more personable deaths despite his high levels of cynicism and his twisted sense of humor.
- Hoist has a soft spot for Wrong Place At The Wrong Time, who has unsurprising issues with depression and existential dread (or as close to it as any angel not suffering from Have You Seen My God? can get). If you're wondering where ghosts come from, it's usually because Wrong refused to come into work (again) and has fallen behind schedule (again).
- Ended It All is the last person you would ever want to meet after committing suicide, because rest assured your life wasn't anywhere near as rough as thousands of others he's had to collect, or even others he hasn't had to collect, and he is sick and tired of having to deal with your emo whining, so just shut up and follow him. Or not. See if he cares. (He fills in to help Wrong sometimes because he's much more sympathetic with her usual victims - or, for that matter, in any situation outside of his usual.)
- Heroic Sacrifice is a hopeless romantic and idealist, and does a large number of things outside his actual responsibilities as a psychopomp.
- Lived By The Sword has a very high esteem for awesomeness, though is not above mocking the serial killers and such that she has to deal with as well; she and Sacrifice often end up bickering over which of them is responsible for particular clients.
- Flesh Was Weaker Than Convictions is also a bit of a romantic, albeit one with a somewhat cynical take on some of her clients' convictions. She and Sacrifice are close friends.
- Too Dumb To Live takes a sadistic pleasure in finding out her clients' stories.
- Long Life is the Nice Guy of the group, though he goes through cycles of being busy and bored and when he doesn't have much to do he can start to get mean.
Short version: he looks like this.
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Long version: He's not Death in a typical sense. He's someone who's ridiculously powerful, but he's less of a natural consequence of nature and more of a hitman for God. He follows the orders of the divine, and can use his power to control the dead as he sees fit, summoning and creating ghosts to do his bidding. Little wonder, then, that he's called the Ghost Emperor - a title he earned for himself, but one that can be taken by whoever manages to kill him. A vicious (and delicious) cycle, if there ever was one.
My Wattpad — A haven for delightful degeneracyUlfheidin There are no Death incarnate so to speak. The closest equavilent are the Grim, a group of Allmost Allways Male Shinigami-like, shape-shifting, fallen angels tasked with protecting the souls and bodies of the dead as a repentance. Their real shape is that of a theme-park version angel. This shape is however never used on Earth, where they use to appear as gaunt, slightly sickly-looking humans in black and white clothes.
They aso appear as animals that look starved, maybe even sickly, and that are black and white in colour, with haunting eyes. Most common animals are dogs, cats, roosters and raven. They might scare or intimidate using the classical skeleton-with-robe-and-scyte shape and when they fight more powerfull enemies, like necromancers and vampires is it usually in their human shape, but with black angel wings and with the Voice of the Legion.
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I reject your reality and substitute my own!!!The Man in the Long Black Coat (it's a Joan Osborne song, in case you were wondering) is basically The Grim Reaper... as a cowboy.
He wears a tattered, dust-covered black trenchcoat, a scuffed and dented old black cowboy hat, a black shirt and black jeans. His eyes are yellow, and his skin doesn't appear to be alive anymore (in fact, depending on how terrifying a form he wants to take, sometimes his bones are showing through holes in his rotting flesh).
Rather than being a deity unto himself, he is a cursed soul doomed to do the bidding of the Music City universe's evil deity, The Crimson King. If you see him walk (or ride, on his skeletal flesh-eating horse) past you, someone you know will die within the next 24 hours. If he touches you, you will die within the next 24 hours. If he tags you with a bullet from one of his six-shooters, you die instantaneously (unless you happen to be Immune to Bullets, in which case you'll still die but it'll take longer).
No breasts/scrotum on that last post. Shit just got real. -Bobby GDeath is a silver-haired young women wielding a scythe, wearing a silver dress. She's extremly pale, and has silver eyes. She can removed the souls of people, and her scythe is extremely sharp. As one of the horseman, she can only die if her own weapon is used on her. She isn't the cause of Death, rather, she takes the soul to the other side.
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"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."- A Roller-skating member of the Seventeen Swordsman with a Pet cat.
- Mid Line: A Train fused with a Skeletal Construct.
- RAM: a Seventeen-year old girl, who is then replaced by the Shinigami aspect of one of the Main Characters.
Mine is a young man, who's always wearing his Iconic Outfit, a black, though not overly formal suit. There is a vague suggestion around him that he is not entirely human. He identifies himself as only Azreal, but most people he "meets" are too surprised to ask. He seems to know everything, and, if pressed, can deduce peoples' state of mind better than they can.
However, he appears in one other context: As a deliveryman, giving the MC a Chekhov's Ornament. The MC does ask him who he is, and he replies "Morden".
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In a D&D campaign I made, death was mythologically portrayed (of course, this setting I made had ambiguous religious truth/afterlife and All Deaths Final in play) as a man in a white cloak who sprouted blades from his wrists. Nobody caught the Grand Unifying Guess reference at all, or even the AC reference. It was glorious for a time.
This is a signature. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

Mine is a teenager in a black hoodie and dark blue jeans. He has no pupils, nose or mouth. He can shapeshift in order to look more in accordance with what his next victim thinks Death should look like. He's slightly obnoxious but well-meaning, and almost constantly on duty. Time cannot constrain him but he generally abides by it to save people a lot of confusion. He doesn't kill, though he can if he wants to. Has been known to take sides in battle based on which side has more people and therefore would result in more work for him if they lost.
He's developed a bit of an attachment to one of my main characters in Secure the Area, as he's a bit lonely and needs someone to talk to.
Maybe you'd be less disappointed if you stopped expecting things to be Carmen Sandiego movies.