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"The official story is that the U.S.S. Hudson was lost at sea... It's a good thing nobody was around to witness that disaster, because we don't need stories of a fully manned aircraft carrier falling from orbit onto some poor sod's house. The mass panic would be bad enough, but it's downright embarrassing..."

Wendy is, put simply, the creator of Earth and everything on it, living or not. She is billions of years old, and to such a being humanity must be but a blink of the eye. Earth is her domain, and any creature that dares to defy her very specific and ambiguous will is not deserving of the life she has so graciously granted it. The worst dictators and rulers in history have body counts which pale in comparison to hers, to the point where they wouldn't even be worth a brief glance from her. To draw the attention of a living god, one must either perform an act of such immeasurable magnitude, or more simply, personally slight said living god. So it was than an unwitting Tyrannosaurus Rex once stood upon Wendy in a most inconsiderate manner while she materialised beneath its foot. Every bone in the creature's body disintegrated in an instant as its organs turned to jelly, leaving it to slump to the ground like a deflated balloon. With her mood promptly ruined, Wendy then stretched the Earth's gravitational field out into the void and captured a passing meteor. The results are well documented.

Many other historical events could be attributed to Wendy, was her existence not a tightly guarded secret. It is unknown what happened to Adolf Hitler at the end of World War II. However, he had fled to a secret bunker following the fall of his regime, with the intent of waiting history out. Wendy, mildly bothered by the constant noise of a global war, promptly materialised inside the bunker, locating the man responsible for all the racket. Said bunker was discovered decades later, filled with surprisingly ripe baked beans. The sauce was edible, and apparently quite tasty (as long as you don't get the stuff that touched the concrete). No body was ever found. Humanity is credited with the dubious 'honour' of eradicating the last Dodo. Humanity in fact played no part. The 'last Dodo' was merely a rather large parrot. The true fate of the last Dodo was in fact much darker. If anybody were to discover its whereabouts, they would still be able to hear its screams, as Wendy punishes it with eternal life and pain for being such a useless and pitiful waste of evolution. The Bermuda Triangle is legendary for its history of missing ships. Well... It's rude to interrupt a lady during her bath time, especially if said 'lady' is a goddess of creation. You'd be angry too if a cruise liner full of curious spectators barged in on your private time, wouldn't you?

Despite her mostly passive nature, when Wendy's mood is soured, she is quite literally a force of nature. Nothing stands in her way, and any who oppose her do not live to tell the tale. In the rare instances in which she has emerged in modern times, entire armies have been wiped out, heroically but futilely standing against her. Massed barrages of tank cannon fire don't even bother her, and artillery bombardments merely inconvenience her with uneven terrain. The occasional nuclear strike, usually covered up as 'nuclear tests' may sometimes earn a smirk. In one particular instance, Wendy was so amused by a nuclear strike that she promptly abducted the nearby aircraft carrier U.S.S. Hudson, dragging it into orbit with all hands aboard. It was declared missing at sea, until it violently returned two years later, falling onto the country house of an explorer who had unwittingly discovered her lair and disturbed a decade-long nap. Anything born of her Earth is hers to command, any anybody who draws her ire had best be prepared for a quick and rather extreme demise...

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"The official story is that the U.S.S. Hudson was lost at sea... It's a good thing nobody was around to witness that disaster, because we don't need stories of a fully manned aircraft carrier falling from orbit onto some poor sod's house. The mass panic would be bad enough, but it's downright embarrassing..."

Wendy is, put simply, the creator of Earth and everything on it, living or not. She is billions of years old, and to such a being humanity must be but a blink of the eye. Earth is her domain, and any creature that dares to defy her very specific and ambiguous will is not deserving of the life she has so graciously granted it. The worst dictators and rulers in history have body counts which pale in comparison to hers, to the point where they wouldn't even be worth a brief glance from her. To draw the attention of a living god, one must either perform an act of such immeasurable magnitude, or more simply, personally slight said living god. So it was than an unwitting Tyrannosaurus Rex once stood upon Wendy in a most inconsiderate manner while she materialised beneath its foot. Every bone in the creature's body disintegrated in an instant as its organs turned to jelly, leaving it to slump to the ground like a deflated balloon. With her mood promptly ruined, Wendy then stretched the Earth's gravitational field out into the void and captured a passing meteor. The results are well documented.

Many other historical events could be attributed to Wendy, was her existence not a tightly guarded secret. It is unknown what happened to Adolf Hitler at the end of World War II. However, he had fled to a secret bunker following the fall of his regime, with the intent of waiting history out. Wendy, mildly bothered by the constant noise of a global war, promptly materialised inside the bunker, locating the man responsible for all the racket. Said bunker was discovered decades later, filled with surprisingly ripe baked beans. The sauce was edible, and apparently quite tasty (as long as you don't get the stuff that touched the concrete). No body was ever found. Humanity is credited with the dubious 'honour' of eradicating the last Dodo. Humanity in fact played no part. The 'last Dodo' was merely a rather large parrot. The true fate of the last Dodo was in fact much darker. If anybody were to discover its whereabouts, they would still be able to hear its screams, as Wendy punishes it with eternal life and pain for being such a useless and pitiful waste of evolution. The Bermuda Triangle is legendary for its history of missing ships. Well... It's rude to interrupt a lady during her bath time, especially if said 'lady' is a goddess of creation. You'd be angry too if a cruise liner full of curious spectators barged in on your private time, wouldn't you?

Despite her mostly passive nature, when Wendy's mood is soured, she is quite literally a force of nature. Nothing stands in her way, and any who oppose her do not live to tell the tale. In the rare instances in which she has emerged in modern times, entire armies have been wiped out, heroically but futilely standing against her. Massed barrages of tank cannon fire don't even bother her, and artillery bombardments merely inconvenience her with uneven terrain. The occasional nuclear strike, usually covered up as 'nuclear tests' may sometimes earn a smirk. In one particular instance, Wendy was so amused by a nuclear strike that she promptly abducted the nearby aircraft carrier U.S.S. Hudson, dragging it into orbit with all hands aboard. It was declared missing at sea, until it violently returned two years later, falling onto the country house of an explorer who had unwittingly discovered her lair and disturbed a decade-long nap. Anything born of her Earth is hers to command, any anybody who draws her ire had best be prepared for a quick and rather extreme demise...