Book 1 In the beginning there was Tiy, Tiy had walked from the once sacred path of Terraria, and saw fit to create a new path free from corruption, perfect in all ways, and so the Devs were assembled, Omni Summoned the compiler demons and brought forth the code, Kyren shaped the code to see that is was good and just. and so the code was there the flesh and mind of the world. Rho, GeorgeV, and McDuck, crafted a beautiful skin to wrap around the flesh. And as Tiy and his fellow gods crafted this world followers amassed in the valley of forum and atop the IRC mountains, and all was good. But one day greed and jealousy infiltrated The valleys and mountains and tried to destroy the gift Tiy Was crafting. Tiy seeing this brought forth a Exarch to act as his champion, This Exarch was known as Marketh, and he did battle with monstrous trolls and other evils, always victorious due to the mighty power of the Banhammer bestowed to her by the Devs. Soon other Exarch's and angels followed into the battle, Photostyle, WhelshPixie, Ghostar, all mighty champions of the Devs. And so the Devs followers are safe from fear of spam, and wait for the holy day of the beta when the righteous will ascend to the world crafted by the Devs. Disclaimer: Tiy and the other Devs/Angels/Exarchs are not subject to the conventional laws of time, and there for any chronological errors are simply the inability of the writing medium to represent proper time/space. Thank you for your time and patience. Book 2 The Angel Rustybroomhandle, has roamed the IRC mountains for longer then i can remember, keeping them safe from the perversions of the outside world. One day Rustybroomhandle found those in the IRC in dismay, affected by nearby corruption. Rustybroomhandle soon discovered that a mighty troll from the poisoned paradise realm of 4chan was the source of this corruption. The trolled towered over rusty, its black body like a mountain, but our protector Rustybroomhandle did not fear him, for he was an guardian of Tiy's will, and knew he could not be bested. Rustybroomhandle called out to the beast giving his name and lineage, and a list of the trolls crimes like a samurai of yore. But the beast had no care for fair play and swung his club, thrice the size of a double-decker bus inscribed with the words "U mad bro?", at Rustybroomhandle as he spoke his challenge. Oh to have seen the glory of the massive club breaking in twain upon Rusty's gleaming helm, As the club impacted him Rusty gave no more hesitation, flying with incredible speed through the trolls hand severing all his fingers and delivered a single mighty blow to the beasts head with his magnificent banhammer, All that was left of the troll was a bloody trail back all the way to 4chan, the paste of what had been the troll, left as a challenge and a warning to all those who would follow after, and the trolls five fingers which Rusty took as trophies, he then decreed over the misty peeks of IRC "All who wish Tiy's favor, Take the fingers of his enemies in his name!" Book 3 All men know desire, and sometimes this desire drives us away from Tiy and the path to Beta. I was traveling down the from the IRC mountains to the stream of Live as a missionary to collect someone i had left behind long ago, the trees surrounded me all down the river, beautiful though they were, they rotted quickly, and their fruit would spoil before it touches the lips of man, this is not my paradise. They had been following me, the those who wore tags, they live here, I was once one of them, but those days are long behind me, I'm ready, for those with tags are corrupted cannibals more often then not. I knew some that were corrupted and beyond my ability to save, I thank Tiy everyday that I found the strength to break free, but even I sometimes must comeback to taste the waters sometimes, this is my secret sin. It was then that I saw it a young lady on the road, she was injured, tags around her neck as well, The residents of the river are nasty brutes and women are often attacked. I rushed over to her she was bleeding from the leg a bad injury but not unrecoverable, I took her to one of the old parts of the river where few remain, as i entered i saw a few ghostly individuals standing making no motions, a futile task, they miss this place it was their home, and now they stand here in hopes it well never go away, over the next few days I learned her name as I dressed her wound, she wanted me to stay, I considered, and refused, but she was persistent, she wanted me to stay, and after sometime, I was in a moment of weakness after tasting the waters once more, I decided to stay here again, She took me to a new part of the river, one i had yet to walk, other tagged ones had assembled the ritual had begun, that is when it happened immediately, instantly, they all turned on one another, blood was shed some were slain, I saw that the horror that drove me from here once again had festered and grown, and so I did what I could...I ran. Book 4 Marketh ever diligently watches over us here on the IRC peaks, but sometimes the trolls aren't obvious, sometimes we see the change happen before us. Slaxx was very talkative, preferring to break up his sentences into various posts which was not evil in itself but a good warning of what was to come. Well he began to ask people if they would come down the the old land of terraria to walk for awhile, but none wished to walk today, we were happy sitting and talking watching the clouds and streams below. As time went on he continued to ask despite people's disinterest, so the noble NaturallyMade reminded him that patience was a virtue and not to persist if no one was interested. All was fine until one day Slaxx began to rapidly speak words of nonsense, allcnatig, hallucinatg, whatvu, At this point he began to attempt to attack those around him, Photostyle and Marketh held him off easily, trying to calm him down. No progress was made so Photo decided to leave the rest to Marketh. Slaxx continued to rabble on, so the Noble Marketh ripped hit tongue out, so he could speak no more, and flung him from the mountain top, he returned minutes later so Marketh expelled him once more, As Slaxx returned the third time, Marketh saw what he had become, a vile troll, Marketh took his Banhammer and swung low yelling "FORE!" and as any who where there to see it would attest it was a remarkable hole in one.Book 5 Photostyle was sailing the reddit seas long, He stood boots on deck, staring over the majestic seas. He had been sailing for days now looking for booty (BBQ does not grow on trees). On his 7th day of sailing he found a a ship ablaze, fending for it's seaworthyness in a brutal flamewar. Photo never being one to let these things happen on their own sailed to resolve the fighting, When he arrived most of the crew were dead or missing, from below the waves he heard a low groan..."prooooobleeeeeem?" at this point Photostyle knew exactly what he was dealing with, a sea troll, Larger then a whale and with a dozen eves and a thousand teeth surely their were fewer beasts as raging, Photo riped off hit tailcoat and shirt and jumped into the sea with harpoon in hand, the massive beast lurched at him swing its tail with enough force to sing an iceberg. Photo speared the beasts tail and as it flung up into the air, releasing his harpoon at the the middle of the tails arc, and launching himself skyward, as he flew up he aimed his harpoon and threw it threw one of the beasts eyes. Of course a harpoon can only do so much harm to a beast so massive, and so he entered his descent, unarmed, and went straight for the beast as it thrashed about. As he fell he filled his lungs with air a sang "Do what you want because a pirate is free, you are a pirate!" He hit the waves and plunged below towards the chaotic beast, and proceeded to kick the crap out of it. that night all across the the reddit sea, all could smell the sweet scent of BBQ.Book 6 For Egadd, petty things did not matter, concerns of corruption, money, and trolls always seemed far from his mind. He was kind and generous truly a model of for the community. I would be lying if claimed not to be envious of his charisma and standing, and I hope I am one day able to attain it. Shortly after the fall of KingMachine, Egadd was sitting atop the mountains watching with the rest of the community he so loved, as he sat there he felt a beckoning, he stood up and followed it, before he realized it he stood before a holy council, among those in attendance were Photostyle, the holy Invincible Beard Of Jermex (Jermex himself could not attend do to a date with a rather lovely 1673 British cannon), And the great Tiy himself, Tiy spoke with great power, wisdom, and kindness. "Egadd long have you stood among your brothers on these peaks, now I would call upon you to take up a banhammer of your own and help keep them safe, it well not be easy, their are many who conspire against us, who seek to feed off the corrupted rage deep within every man, they well encroach on us for as long as we gather, surely as long as the net stands, Egadd, well you carry this burden." As Tiy Said this he held out a banhammer, still fresh from the the forges of beta, Egadd stepped forward, took the hammer, and said "I accept." PhotoStyle's Words of wisdom (54:28 PM) photostyle: Kill the grillmaster, and you'll eat for a day. Buy him a six-pack, and you'll eat for life.(5:28:57 PM) photostyle: if there's one piece of advice i could give you all for your lives, it's this: get your meat straight from a butcher's shop.(5:292 PM) photostyle: cut-to-order bacon-wrapped tenderloins = heaven Feedback please, I well add more later on. Thanks for all the support so i well be adding more for every like. Also I need help writing this, if people can check my facts great, if you feel something is wrong tell me in a convo, suggestions are also VERY welcome, thanks
Ok second chapter has been added, gonna keep adding, thanks for the support! P.S. if you don't like something I'm happy to take criticism however harsh.
*barely hides multiple bodies while wearing necklace of fingers*, soooooo..., how about now, heres a picture of my collected fingers.i meaaaaaaaaaan, i put those in that pckage, totally.
This Book of Devs is historically inaccurate. I'm the oldest Dev (not in age but in the amount of time I've been on the team) besides Tiy. Yet you have Kyren and Omni coming before me. Blasphemy!
PLEASE! DON'T SEND ME TO HELL (underworld? lava planet?) FOR BELIEVING THIS BLASPHEMY!!!!!111 I'M SO SORRY!!!
This Book of Devs is historically inaccurate. I'm the oldest Dev (not in age but in the amount of time I've been on the team) besides Tiy. Yet you have Kyren and Omni coming before me. Blasphemy! Blasphemy? THIS IS STARBOUND #kicks of ship#
