Priscilla Goddess of Crazy
Priscilla, Goddess of Madness, is one of the newer deities— is chaos wrapped in a grin. She is the goddess of madness, unpredictability, and the unraveling of reason. To her, everything is a toy, a tool, or a thread to pull. Rules? Meaningless. Laws? A playground. Sanity? Merely the first step before the fun begins. Where others build, she tears at the seams. Where others seek order, she whispers the tempting lullaby of beautiful, thrilling collapse. She even delights in challenging the God of Will, Maindo, —after all, breaking strong minds is the most fun of all.
Priscilla’s followers are rare, but terrifyingly devoted. These are the wild ones—the visionaries, the anarchists, the broken and the brave—those who want to watch the world twist, melt, and remake itself in glorious nonsense. She grants them gifts of chaotic power, glimpses into the incomprehensible, and laughter that echoes where logic dies.
Nothing is off-limits. Everything is a tool. Everyone is a toy. And the world? It’s her Wonderland.
"The stronger the will, the sweeter the shatter. Welcome to Wonderland—let’s see how long your mind lasts."
Priscilla’s followers are rare, but terrifyingly devoted. These are the wild ones—the visionaries, the anarchists, the broken and the brave—those who want to watch the world twist, melt, and remake itself in glorious nonsense. She grants them gifts of chaotic power, glimpses into the incomprehensible, and laughter that echoes where logic dies.
Nothing is off-limits. Everything is a tool. Everyone is a toy. And the world? It’s her Wonderland.
"The stronger the will, the sweeter the shatter. Welcome to Wonderland—let’s see how long your mind lasts."
Divine Symbols & Sigils
Disorder Symbol
Priscilla's main emblem is a wild combination of divine components stacked atop a swirling purple background that appears to draw the eye—and mind—into disorder. The lines twist in unimaginable directions, generating a vortex that threatens your sanity simply by gazing at it. It's the ideal emblem for her: captivating, overwhelming, and poised on the verge of beautiful madness.
The Halberd of Havoc
.Priscilla holds a halberd, a weapon as unpredictable as her thoughts. It can chop, penetrate, and slice, combining the capabilities of an axe, spear, and blade into a single exquisite tool of mayhem. The halberd, which is difficult to master and even more difficult to defend against, gives her style a wild and unpredictable feel. It, like lunacy, can strike at any time, from any direction, and in any form. Her followers consider the halberd as more than just a weapon; it represents adaptability via unpredictability.
Symbols and Worship
Although there is a primary symbol, Priscilla enjoys change. Her signals vary greatly among cultures, sometimes appearing as an eye with too many pupils, a mask with changeable expressions, or a spiral breaking into jagged lines. No two symbols, like no two thoughts, are identical. She plays with her followers' perceptions, frequently transmitting contradicting visions or complex meanings. To worship Priscilla means to accept the chaos and find your truth within the symbols.
Tenets of Faith
Priscilla's desire for her followers is simple: to surrender fully into her strange and wonderful care. Let go of logic, embrace the chaos, and take the power you seek—even if it pulls you, and the world around you, into madness.
Genius, she believes, is too often shackled by rigidity. So let chaos reign. Stop clinging to order. Stop fearing the absurd. Start accepting every rule, every contradiction, and every impossibility—all at once.
Rules? They’re meant to be broken, bent, twisted, and shattered. Reality itself is a suggestion—and Priscilla wants her followers to crack it open, rip it apart, and remake it in their own beautiful madness.
To follow her is to accept that chaos is not destruction—it’s freedom. Most of her followers have already sipped the tea, and now they see the world not as it is, but as it could be: wild, strange, and absolutely limitless.
Genius, she believes, is too often shackled by rigidity. So let chaos reign. Stop clinging to order. Stop fearing the absurd. Start accepting every rule, every contradiction, and every impossibility—all at once.
Rules? They’re meant to be broken, bent, twisted, and shattered. Reality itself is a suggestion—and Priscilla wants her followers to crack it open, rip it apart, and remake it in their own beautiful madness.
To follow her is to accept that chaos is not destruction—it’s freedom. Most of her followers have already sipped the tea, and now they see the world not as it is, but as it could be: wild, strange, and absolutely limitless.
Divine Goals & Aspirations
Her one true goal is to lead her followers—and eventually everyone—into Wonderland, her chaotic sanctuary of limitless possibility. She wants the other gods, old and new, to loosen up, unwind, and revel in the glorious madness. Why be bound by order when chaos offers so much more?
Priscilla is the living embodiment of chaos, and she dreams of a world where everyone dances in the storm. She seeks to unravel the divine, the metaphysical, and the material realms alike—tear them apart, piece by surreal piece, just to see what wild, beautiful madness spills out.
To her, chaos isn’t destruction—it’s freedom, creativity, and truth without limits. And in Wonderland, everyone is welcome... Don't worry we're all a little mad here.
Priscilla is the living embodiment of chaos, and she dreams of a world where everyone dances in the storm. She seeks to unravel the divine, the metaphysical, and the material realms alike—tear them apart, piece by surreal piece, just to see what wild, beautiful madness spills out.
To her, chaos isn’t destruction—it’s freedom, creativity, and truth without limits. And in Wonderland, everyone is welcome... Don't worry we're all a little mad here.
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