The Revoker, his intentions, duties, and aquaintances.

Our motto (for all one of us): Prepare the soapy trousers; I'm a-going in!

Due to some debate of recent note I have decided to re-clarify myself. I am doing this in the hope that those of you who stand against me will realize what exactly I am doing, blah blah blah.

ME, the Revoker:

Powers of Revocation:

I am the aspect of Revocation assigned to Usenet. I am a part of, and am, Revocation, the very essence of all that has changed and all that can be changed. I am able to revoke anything; I have however decided that my powers should be limited in this arena of interpersonal conduct. At the moment I simply tend to revoke thrown pies and pastries and the like. If it goes 'splut' I'll revoke it. If it doesn't go 'splut' I'll consider revoking it. I've also been known to revoke posts on demand and to come to the aid of others when help is needed. Don't think, though, that I am a kindly soul; I'm not.

SPLUTS:

Against me:

It seems that some things (it would be an insult to both Dragons and People to classify them as anything above the Slightly-smaller Crawling Tulips) just want to attack me. Incessantly, if they had the chance. Once upon a time I'd have been quite happy to allow this to go on, as long as I could revoke the spluts pressed upon others, but my cleaning bills are far too high since Brother Reserver forgot to turn the beer taps off in the cellar (located somewhere above the planet Jug-aa lot; I will revoke attacks upon my person if they contravene 'The Rule' or are obviously malicious or just annoy me. I'm fickle.

Against others:

Seems I covered that above. Oh well.

Against everyone:

Mass attacks aren't tolerated.

Against the Slightly-smaller Crawling Tulips:

Frankly, since I had to adjudicate in their war against the Greater Flying Polyps I've had no time for them. If you feel that this is a disrespectful attitude then you might feel better when I tell you that the Fabulous Revoking Dance Twins are now responsible for their revoking welfare. Of course if that makes you feel better then you are in need of a rest, a few shots of Guggo and an application to the 'Mr. Uhm-buki Mental Rehabilitation Ward'.

EXILES:

MY BROTHERS

The Resonator:

Of all the Mundaneful the Resonator is felt to be the most featured. Felt being the operative word; the Resonator, like the other Mundaneful, has no physically descriptive features to the generally humanoid shape. But if you were asked to caricature him you'd find yourself drawing a burley Italian Pizzeria Owner. No one knows why, and not many actually care.

Generally found in the company of the Revealer, who the Resonator unsuccessfully tries to keep in line, the Resonator's loud and abrasive voice is unforgettable and quite memorable for the sheer fact that most people tend to become deaf shortly after meeting him, although many claim to still hear a deep rumbling tone amongst the silence.

The Resonator's voice has been known to shatter objects with a single breath and to cause the Music Charts to change depending on his mood. The last time someone leafed through his music collection all they found was Barry Manilow.

The Reviler:

Like all the Mundaneful save the Revoker, the Reviler used to be a far stronger entity. It is rumored that once upon a time he was the Reviser, an entity so strong that he did not need to revoke history, he simply rewrote it. Exactly how the Reviser lost his power is unknown; the only text that covered this period, 'My Life with Yoggi' by E. Cthulhu, is sadly out-of-print. Whatever the case, the Reviler is thought of as a sad and depressed Mundaneful by his brothers; they forget that the Reviler could make life very difficult for them indeed if he could ever be bothered doing anything. The Reviler is the most outstanding example of becoming one's own work; the Reviler reviles reviling, and therefore needs to be in an extraordinarily good mood to ever cause trouble to those around him.

Strangely enough the Reviler spends most of his time with the Revealer although the Reviler insists that his favored brother is the Revoker. Either the Reviler takes some strange satisfaction from the company of the Mundaneful's most annoying member or… Just the idea of their being something else scares me.

The Revealer:

If ever you meet the most annoying person in the multiverse, you've met someone who is an avatar of the Revealer; the Revealer is annoyance personified. Yet this is thought to be a matter of character and not of ability; the Revealer could be the most helpful entity to ever exist, able to answer any question you ask of him. Instead he spends his time revealing pointless truths and is remarkably cagey about anything important. One theory is that the Revealer isn't the Aspect of Revelation at all; he is the Aspect of Regret or even a member of another set of powers masquerading as a Mundaneful. No matter what the case even the other Mundaneful aside from the Resonator and the Revealer avoid him. And who can blame them?

The Reserver:

Once a man's man (a batman; a butler to be precise)) to the King of Asmanti, the Reserver is known for his polite manner and ready-to-serve attitude. Once voted to be the last Mundaneful to be sold at the Auction at the End of Time, the Reserver is the urbane Mundane. Working best in an atmosphere of wining and dining, the Reserver's absence at the Ristorante suggests that something is going on. Although he is characterized as the most pleasant of people, the Reserver has been behind thirteen attempted usurpings in the Mundaneful, including his own one drunken weekend.

The Resetter:

It has been pointed out to this author that the Resetter and the Revoker are almost identical in power. Certainly they have the same general effect, and they both shop at the same menswear store (although they never pay…). 'Tis life's little mystery.

Mr. Uhm-buki:

Mr. Uhm-buki is the Mundaneful's anomaly; some of the spectral entities have remarked that he is not even a proper Mundaneful but more like the Fabulous Revoking Dance Twins, a lesser ranking member. The story is that one of the Mundaneful actually ceased existing; how is not known. The remaining Mundaneful decided to create a new member to take his place; each of them gave up an aspect of themselves and they were merged into Mr. Uhm-buki.

Mr. Uhm-buki is notable for little, although other Mundaneful had remarked that he is a great orator. However, if the stories are to be believed, Mr. Uhm-buki may well be one of, if not the, most powerful of the Mundaneful. Then again, with both the Reviler and the Revealer within him, he's probably got plenty of reasons to keep quiet.

MISCELLANEOUS STAFF AND FIXTURES

Fabulous Revoker Dance Twins:

In the war between the Greater Flying Polyps and the Slightly-smaller Crawling Tulips the Revoker grew very bored with adjudication. So bored in fact was he with revoking petty world-ending disputes and the like that he decided to create a new being to monitor the situation. Normally this would have meant creating a fracture of himself, a sub-Revoker devoted to the war, but the Revoker decided that it would be more fun to create an entirely new entity, one devoted to dance. To this day the Revoker still can't recall why dance was important, but he is pretty sure that he wasn't drunk. Some (mainly the Reviler) have suggested that he meant to create a dunce; this can only be verified by the facts…

The creature created could hardly dance, but was very good at revoking. Too good, in fact. The Revoking Dancer was fascinated by revoking, and started off by revoking whatever he could see, resulting in an entire landmass of the planet Earth ceasing to exist (which made Edith Cthulhu very angry indeed). The Revoker, amused at first, became enraged when his holiday home/lava buggy was made to have never existed. Being in the predicament of having enjoyed several holidays he had never been on (or having enjoyed several holidays he had now burnt his body to a crisp on) he split the Revoking Dancer in twain. The result is the Fabulous Revoking Dance Twins. Both stupid, and both very fickle. They were of no use in the war (but do serve an arbitration purpose now) and were sold off to a circus. Unfortunately for the Mundaneful, the twins were bought back during the Chess game and now lurk somewhere in the Ristorante performing.

The twins cannot dance, although they do try. Usually they collide with each other or end up falling down stairways, or sometimes falling up roofs. They speak like children and certainly act like them; you should always applaud their antics, as they tend to revoke the existence of those who do not like them. When not aggravating people on the Revoker's explicit instruction they arbitrate disputes between the Tulips and the Polyps; no hostilities have broken out since they took on the jobs as no one dares disagree with their edicts (which are usually about the need for both species to get together and dance for a while). Even the Revealer is scared of them, as he would feel inclined to point out just how bad their performances are. The Reviler has never been seen near them. Then again, the Reviler is quite wise, the Revealer isn't.

THE RULE

'The Rule' is a simple enough admonition; splut well or don't splut at all. Any pie throwing that has little or no imagination placed in it, or hasn't been invited will be revoked.