Fantasy .🇱🇪🇦🇷🇳🇮🇳🇬 🇬🇷🇪🇪🇰. [in character]

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Welcome to Pantheon Academy! A school where young immortals learn how to control their godly powers and become proper deities. It may also be where they meet their destiny, but who can say...?

Hello, gods and goddesses! I'm Narrator-chan, and I'll be your narrator for this story! I may just be a disembodied voice, but I wanted to have a piece of the action, too! I hope you don't mind! : P

Anyway, we start our story on the first day of school, the grand opening of Pantheon Academy, and our students will get to explore the grounds at their leisure before they have to actually worry about stupid classes or some shiz. Meet some new deities! Catch up with your friends! Do whatever your heart desires but don't burn down the school, okay?

ProphetessCassandra FireMaiden revalia @Goldieloxx Safety Hammer r e i tentacles blackglassesaa jasmyn Mygodcharles redroseknight

Oh, here comes Iris! That unexpectedly sassy goddess of rainbows! Let's see what she's up to...
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[div class=title]iris ; goddess of rainbows[/div] [div class=quote]❝ Yes, I'm a damsel in distress. No, I don't need your help. ❞[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Iris should have expected her parents would try to get her out of the house. She spent a lot of time holed up in her room, painting. Any time she spent out of her room was with her younger sister, Arke, or with her best friend, Thanatos. (To this day, she couldn't quite explain how the hell they were friends in the first place. But in some ways, she was glad whatever made it happen, did.) Arke was ten years old, so she didn't have to go, which was incredibly unfair. So she had to walk to this stupid academy all by herself, a messenger bag slung over her shoulder. She was wearing all black, which was definitely going to confuse anyone who heard her name and immediately connected her with the rainbows she was known for. Not that she used them often. Once she stepped foot on the grounds, she was bombarded with a cacophony of colors. Happy yellows, affectionate pinks, flirty blues, anxious grays... why couldn't people just be emotionless for once? Blinking against the colors, she pushed her way through the crowds of young gods and goddesses and entered the building, which was rather similar to the temples mortals were beginning to build for her peers. A bit of overkill, she had to admit, but... if it made them feel better, whatever. For most of the first day, at least, they were allowed to just explore the building. So Iris went through hallway after hallway until she found one that wasn't full of people. The headache that had been building between her temples started to subside, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Wait. Had she just passed an art room? She backtracked a few steps until she found the doorway she'd registered out of the corner of her eye. There were blank canvases set up and a vast collection of paints in the back corner. A crooked grin crept up the side of her face. Now this is what I'm talking about. Grabbing a few colors from the back, she found a nice medium canvas by the window and got to work. Maybe she'd actually give this school thing a shot.[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]scenario ; when can I leave? mood ; annoyed. outfit ; here. location ; art room.[/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[tentacles]

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↓ atë.

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Atë stepped into the school with the same spunk she stepped into anything with. She was one of those people who bounced when they walked, and smiled and waved to everyone they saw. Dang, some of these people are mad cute... She thought to herself, people-watching as she did. She wondered if anyone knew each other. She had moved that summer, from her old school. She was told this was the place she needed to go. She never really expected it to be this big, or this beautiful.

She walked around the school for a few minutes before eventually finding the library. She loved writing. She wasn’t really a nerd, just the kind who was into things like that without really telling anybody. Also, this particular library looked like it had good lighting and a first day of school Insta post was mandatory. Atë snapped a quick picture of herself and made a few touches (she wasn’t a heavy editor, just likes to put some filters on for aesthetics)

hey lovelies! make sure to say hi if you see me around school ​

Atë posted a lot on social media. Some people liked to say this was a bad thing. She used to joke with her friends back home about how she tweeted like she was famous. Maybe she did, but she mostly used social media to catch up with people. Some people thought she was conceited or basic for posting pictures of herself, but what’s the point in tearing others down?

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[FireMaiden]

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The thick, dark green leaves that grew this deep in the forest blew softly in the cool wind, the man's candles threatening to go out. The moon couldn't break through the canopy, but it's presence was known. The waves crash along the rocks at the base of the cliff, pulled by the Guardian of the night, blessed by Poseidon. A figure sat on the ground, dark robes hiding his face from the trees. You never knew who was watching. Before him, a dagger, an emerald, and a cages snake. Pure white, posed to snap at him the next time he tried picking him up. From his lips fell a prayer, a summon, calling out to goddess who heard all of man's darkest desires. The others called him a fool, you never, ever! try and summon her. She knew no mercy, she knew no kindness, Nemesis the Goddess of Vengence would take no pity on those who called her. But this man, he didn't care. He deserved to speak with her, he deserved to have his prayer answered. And she heard him loud and clear.

The wind suddenly picked up, the trees swaying, the flames blowing out as the sound of fluttering wings caught his attention. But he could not see, the moon seemingly shying away from his spot. He had no choice but to fumble with his lighter, lighting a single candle. And those dancing flames gave him sight, his eyes moving up to meet the face of a child. He jerked back, staring at the face of his son, her chest heaving. No. He had not summoned him, he wanted Nemesis! "What are you doing here?"

"I've come to see you, I missed you. Don't you miss me?" The man's eyes widened as he gained his feet, face then twisting in anger as she grabbed the boy's collar and pulled him close.

"I told your mother I never wanted to see your face again!" He screamed, shoving the boy back into the never-ending darkness. The sound of wings fluttering caused him to snap his head behind him and his anger suddenly lessened as he saw her. A dark blue traditional dress that seemed to encase her body in a fog. Wings spread to either side, golden jewelry, eyes of steel. It was her. "Nemesis...oh great goddess hear my prayer!" He bowed, placing the candle on the ground next to him. He heard her step closer, bare feet crunching the leaves, he dared not look back up until she was right in front of him. Slowly rising back to his feet, he opened his mouth to speak before she held up a delicate hand.

"What kind of man wants revenge on his own child?" She asked, cocking her head to one side as she dragged a finger along his jaw. "A want so deep I was pulled from jaw itself to deal with you, how could a child evoke such wrath?" He looked stunned, once again opening his mouth to speak but...he didn't have words. Nemesis was patent at least, the man knew he had a few moments to gather his composure.

"He-He is the reason my daughter was killed, why my wife cheated and left me, it's all his fault, and he should be punished for it!" He smiled but it quickly faded upon hearing her scoff.

"A child has no control over the actions of their parents. But your son...does not deserve punishment, someone else here is my target. I do so hate it when people blame their own mistakes on others." The man's eyes glazed over, his face expressionless before he suddenly began to weep. Nemesis took a step back, watching as he began walking through the trees to the cliff. "Hades has a special place for people like you." The sobbing faded and then stopped completely. Nemesis remained there in the forest for a few moments, his void fading from her mind. Vengeance had been taken, and with another fluttering sound of her wings, the goddess was gone.

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The house was silent. It was what she was used to, all of her siblings had either left for their duties and jobs or just...left. She was alone with her father, who as he agreed, remained locked in the basement to carry out his duties. Nemesis went about her morning routine like she always did it this time, she had to make sure her clothing was more...school appropriate. She didn't understand why they were all being forced into a school. Their parents didn't need one to figure out their powers, and Nemesis had the firm belief that she didn't need to either. She was doing just fine on her own, there had been no accidents in years. It was annoying, more than annoying, but her father wouldn't let her skip. Had to keep up his fucking reputation of marvelous kids. So Nemesis couldn't say anything.

The ride, or rather, the fly to school was uneventful. Watching everyone down below her was always fun, the sight of giant shadowed wings always made people unsettled, whether it was because of her or a Griffin. It may be a little true she didn't like the fact the first thing people felt around her was unease or fear, normally faking being nice so she'd take care of their problems for them. Nemesis was not a fan of being used...but the money she made for it was pretty helpful.

Heads turned upward when the shadows covered the front courtyard, murmurs and not so covert whispering filling the air as mindless chatter. That all happened to be aimed at her. Nemesis wasn't sure what it was about this time, it was never the same thing twice. Maybe how she beat a nymph as a just punishment last week, or the curse she, with the permission of a spring goddess, put on one of the human towns. No good crops for them. Or perhaps, it was the events of last night. That soul had apparently made a big fuss about how he was sent down wrongly. Once again, Nemesis didn't care. She found an uncrowded tree, sitting down at the base with her eyes facing the horizon, from her pocket she pulled a silver cigarette case. Vintage, something a friend gave to her a long time ago, Nemesis liked it. And from inside, she pulled out a cigarette and a lighter, planning on enjoying a few minutes of solitude with a smoke.

 

[Mygodcharles]

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is Feeling Tired

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Going to a new school, or really any school, was something out of the ordinary. He didn't have to worry about his parents fussing over whatever paper he was writing that week was pretty nice! He walked, enjoying the nice weather to finally end up on campus. It was just as nice that they had the day to just explore and meet their fellow students, as unsettling as it was to think he had to go and be social. Of course, it was important to make good first impressions so he did the opposite of what his mother instructed and avoided her advice to cover up more and hide his spots. Instead, he wore something delightfully out of character. A bright lavender t-shirt and black jeans with his running shoes, also lavender. He was feeling confident!

A rarity for Hep, but no reason to damper the mood thinking of anything but how nice he felt being out and about.

His chosen spot was laying down on a bench in the entranceway, that way he could glance at the people who came in to see who he was dealing, unfortunatly most of the time was spent messing around with a Rubix cube he had gotten years ago as a gift, the stickers peeling, colors beyond faded. But it was oiled and clearly very loved. His most favorite toy in the whole world. Sure he knew how to win but it was just fun to flick about and to switch around. It felt nice to have a piece of home to fiddle with. His phone wasn't even charged, half sticking out of his jeans pocket, cracked to hell and back. Having this day was really helping his fears for the coming year. It was hard to start in such a new situation but at least the school wasn't going to be some massive mystery.

It was a nice day already.

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[jasmyn]

[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]h • e • k • a • t • e | 17 [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil] outfit | goddess of witchcraft & spirits [/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll] Hekate looked at the school that stood on the grounds in front of her, a sigh escaping her lips. She had only agreed to attend Pantheon because she knew she had to get her powers under control before she lost someone else she loved. She hadn't been herself in the year after Lyra's death and though she knew she should've enrolled right away, she took the year to grieve. It probably wasn't healthy as she mainly spent the time in solitude except for the occasional company of her friend, Nemesis.

It had helped though and she felt more like herself now. Well, as much as one could after practically killing their mortal best friend by releasing an evil spirit with a need for revenge. Unfortunately the spirit she'd release by accident had wanted revenge on Lyra. Some abusive ex who had been killed at the hands of Lyra's older brothers when they found out he had been putting his hands on her.

Hekate would never forgive herself but she knew she had to go on, that's what Lyra would've told her to do. She would stressed how she forgave her and knew that she had never meant for it to happen. It didn't help though. She still had lost the person she was closest to and she could never get her back. Their bond was irreplaceable.

She shook the thoughts that were clouding her mind and looked around, her eyes catching sight of Nemesis. Perfect. Finding someone she knew right away was a blessing. She walked across the courtyard and to the spot where her friend sat, offering a wicked grin as she got closer. "Nem. How lucky am I to have found you on the first day?" she said, standing under the shade of the tree. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats]interactions- nem.
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[/div] [div class="stats tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display:none;"]mood: hopeful | outfit: xx | interactions: none | tags: none [/div] [div class="textcontainer tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display:none;"][div class=text]

metanoia (noun) the journey of changing one’s mind, heart, self, or way of life; spiritual conversion.

the loud beeping of her alarm clock caused hestia to nearly fall over. she had been up as soon as the sunrise peeked through her curtains into her bedroom. she slammed her hand down and ended the insufferable beeping. hestia was unusually excited. she normally didn’t care for school more than any other person, but today something was in her veins psyching her up. she followed her usual morning routine already dressed, she prepared herself for what she expected to be a long day at school.

time and life did not seem to register to her until she stood in front of the school. she couldn’t even remember getting there, how did she get there? (her dad drove her) but none of that mattered to her as she made her way towards the entrance. she noticed two girls a bit away from her, she recognized them but couldn’t seem to remember their names. they looked busy? one of them seemed to be smoking, but hestia couldn’t really tell from this distance. they looked to be well, friends.

hestia didn’t have many friends. which she wasn’t like, sad about it or anything she was just forgettable? she’d always been forgettable, and that never really bothered her. she was hestia, that nice girl from your class that sat behind you, but you don’t really seem to remember. she’s hestia that girl who gave you great advice that one time you were crying in the bathroom. she’s the weird cousin you always seem to forget about but by the end of your conversation with her you remember why you liked her.

the excitement hestia had been experiencing had died down. she wasn’t quite ready to go in yet, she needed a moment in the morning air. to just take in the day. she took a deep breath and smiled, as a feeling washed over her. the feeling that one could only describe as a beginning. [/div][/div] [/div][div class=credit]code by sox[/div]

 

[tentacles]

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↓ atë.

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mood: bored.
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Atë’s excitement in finding a library quickly turned to boredom when she realized that, hey, libraries aren’t much fun unless you’re with someone in them. She gathered up her things, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and continued her exploration. She reveled in the school‘s beauty, walking through the halls. Of course, she thought, a school for gods would be pretty godly.

She pulled her water bottles out of her backpack. Yeah, bottles. One for bubble tea, one for juice, and two for actual water. She liked to stay hydrated. She sipped her boba as she walked around. Strangely enough, matcha bubble tea was something of a comfort food for her. She and her mother used to always get it when they went shopping (which was pretty often, given that one of her mother’s coping mechanisms for handling stress was spending money). She had begun getting boba with her friends when she went out with them, always went to trendy little cafes on dates, and never missed a chance to try a new place or flavor when she had the chance. The juice, on the other hand, was just a juice she liked. She didn’t finish it with her breakfast at home, so she just took it to school in a little portable mason jar. Cute, right?

Atë went to throw her empty plastic water bottle away when she saw a boy in the entrance hall, laying on a bench. ”Good morning!” She said as she sat beside him, laying back. “I love your outfit, it’s adorable! What’s your name?” Peoole told her she came off pretty strong. Truth be told, she knew she did, but it wasn’t really a big deal. She had always been very extroverted and friendly, always ready to add another person to her circle. The problem with knowing a lot of people, though, was that you lost a lot, too.

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[Mygodcharles]

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Hephaestus

is Feeling Suprised



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Having been completely lost in the magic of playing with the almighty cube Hep was just a tad spooked that someone plopped down next to him all of a sudden, frankly the blank look on his face at the sight of the girl made him look like a computer trying its best to turn on. A few blinks later he managed to process it all, they were nice! Pretty too, well really everyone at the school was pretty. They were gods, that probably helped. "Oh! Ah- hi? Thanks. Thats nice, I don't normally wear colors I uh..stain them. A lot." Not too weird but the words seemed stilted when it came out his own mouth. What did she want? Did she even want something? "Hephaestus, you can call me Henry though. I'll let you call me Hep if we talk enough." His name was just so long, and it was so hard to learn to spell when he first learned Henry was a good second option.

"Who're you then..? 'Nother student of course but like your name?" No need to go asking like 'hey! What are your weird powers!' right off the bat. Was that rude to do? "I'm sorry I don't know you I've been homeschooled so I don't really know anyone here." In a moment of brilliant inspiration, he held the cube out to his new company with a small smile. "Wanna try? Its not too hard. I oiled it today so its not hard to turn or anything." Sometimes they got stuck and it just was not fun to toy with then. "Just make sure it give it back, that guys ancient." It meant a lot to him for just a little toy.

"I can even teach you how to solve it sometime. Not today cause it takes a little while to understand but...Well I guess its a good excuse to talk again heh." What was the point if he couldn't talk to her again? Small talk didn't mean anything, offering up his favorite toy- well that was the best gesture that Hep could have ever imagined. Maybe he was trying too hard but it was worth the effort if he wasn't going to be starting the year off with nobody to interact with.

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LOCATION: Front Hallway
INTERACTIONS: Atë
TAG: tentacles

code by @spookie spook​

 

[ProphetessCassandra]

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mood: Confused

interactions: Mygodcharles tentacles [/div] [/div] [div class=name]Logic is Power[/div] [div class=textcontainer][div class=text]Athena was not used to school. In fact, she had only just learned about school a few weeks ago. A year ago she had been born and she could not even fathom the idea that she was just now learning about the concept of school. It seemed like paradise. A place meant for learning and only learning? That sounded amazing. Not that Athena needed to learn anything. But she relished the idea of clashing wits with her peers. That was the true reason she was sent to school. Her father said she needed to learn how to be more sociable. And how to...make friends.

Dressed in a comfortable and safe sweater, Athena took a deep breath and walked onto campus. She watched as all the students arrived in so many different ways. But she had said no to her father dropping her off and chose to come in on foot. She had to admit...maybe she should have tried something more exciting. But that wasn't logical. Being flashy was not going to win her any friends. The advice her book gave her was to be herself. But, maybe that was not correct. Athena dug into her bag and pulled out a book:

Athena flipped through the pages as she walked when her ears caught the sound of something that piqued her interest. Did she hear the word solve? She carefully marked the placed she was in her book and stuffed it (Carefully. She isn't a monster who manhandles books) into her bag. Athena cautiously approached the pair of students looking at a cube. She was tempted to grab the thing right away and solve it. The temptation was great. But this apparently was a puzzle being offered to the girl.

Athena paused to actually get a good look at the pair. The girl who was speaking was obviously a goddess of mischief. They were not the sorta goddess of wisdom should get along with, but who is to say that she could not try and be friends? The gentleman, now he looked the sort Athena would get along with. He seemed to be as socially awkward as she was, and just as smart. He also seemed to be one who worked with his hands. The callouses and stains helped to sell that story. If her knowledge of the entire Rolodex of Olympians was correct the god was Hephaestus, god of the forge and the goddess would then be Atë.

Athena felt her cheeks heat as she realized she had just stood starring at the pair for a good solid minute or more. She tried to put on her best smile.

"Hello, I am sorry to bother you. I am Athena. I heard you talking about a puzzle and came over..." Athena said, glancing at the cube, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Hephaestus and Atë." Athena did not bother to explain how she knew their names.


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[FireMaiden]

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Location: Courtyard
Interaction: jasmyn (Hekate)
Mentioned: tentacles (Ate) Mygodcharles (Hephaestus) r e i (Thanatos)
Outfit: XX1
The smoke from her cigarette circled around her head before it was carried off by the wind. She could hear her older brother Charon nagging her about her habit, how bad it was. Not like it mattered, they couldn't be harmed by the mortals. And it wasn't like anyone really cared. Her father didn't say anything, her siblings never noticed. Though they weren't around enough to know, and there was only a slim chance she would listen to any of them about stopping. Her golden eyes we're still focused on the horizon, the muddled voices of the mortals below clawing at the back of her mind...it was at least bearable up here. Each visit to the mortal realm was unpleasant, Nemesis threatened to be so overwhelmed by the desire and hateful whispers that she wouldn't be able to make it back to Olympus without help. It had happened a few times, though not within the last few months. Thanatos was often the one who dragged her back, and if he wasn't available, Nemesis had to fight her back on her own. Often she ended up getting hurt but hey, nothing she could do about that.

Her thoughts were then interrupted by a familiar voice, Nemesis removing the cigarette from her mouth and flicking the ashes away before she looked up. And she actually gave a small smile. Brief, but genuine, it was always nice to see Hekate. "Very lucky Hekate, I almost didn't show up." She had better things to do after all, and what was this school going to teach them that they couldn't learn on their own or already knew. All of the knowledge they needed to know was out in the open and free for the taking. Like how Zeus would one day rule them all, or how none of them were really considered true gods yet. Luckily, goddesses like herself and Hekate drew in...particular crowds that weren't really mainstream. If you catch my drift.

Once again, Nemesis pulled out the silver cigarette case, giving her friend a once over as she offered a smoke to the other girl. "Nice boots, I'm wearing the same pair," She chuckled, crossing one leg over the other to show off. Black leather boots with chunky heels were great for making a statement. And kicking people. Not to far away, she picked up on a very cheery conversation, brows furrowing as another Halo of smoke was let out through her nose. Hep and Ate, they always seemed really bubbly from afar. Not that Nemesis knew them. But given that her way of receiving prayers worked for gods too...she had certainly heard their voices in her head before. But the topic made her scoff a little, eyes flickering back to Hekate. "Why bother with a mortal name if we aren't in the mortal realm? Makes no sense."

 

[Safety Hammer]

[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]Dionysus [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]shine on you crazy diamond[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll] It had been 54 hours since Dionysus had last slept. Sitting in his chair, he watched the static television of the hotel room absolutely motionless. His last cigarette in his hand burnt down completely to the filter, leaving only a feint stick of ash between his fingertips. Drops of sweat rolled down from his brow to his cheek as he stared fixedly at the television. He was utterly and completely blank. The half opened beer in his hand had gone flat and warm by midnight. His greasy unkempt hair stuck up in all directions, giving him a look that could have just as likely mistaken him as one more freak on a bender. But "bender" implies that it at some point ended. And when Dionysus was around, the party never ended.

"Remember when you were young? Heh, you shined like the sun."

The thermostat had been turned to 101, and the windows began to fog up. Someone had turned on the shower and began to quietly drown out the radio. Behind him and to his right was a bed of writhing virgins, all intoxicated with themselves as the clouds of incense smoke blocked out the overwhelming scent of alcohol and sex. The occasional moan or giggle slipped through the sheets, reaching for the god like a beckoning finger. And yet again it was denied. He wasn't in the mood. After all, this was to forget intimacy. Intimacy with a specific God of the dead who had dumped him two weeks prior. And no matter how much he drank or smoked or fucked, it refused to leave him. How cruel.

"Now there's a look in your eyes. Like black holes in the sky."

The sun was up? Dionysus slowly turned his head to face the curtains, only to see a solitary ray piercing through the newspaper he had pasted to the windows. In a moment of wild, primal emotion, the bottle in his hand was whipped at the wall, shattering and coating the Maenads in flat beer. A few gasped, quiet at their leader's apparent fury, before quickly ignoring the incident and returning to their fornication. It might have been time for him to go, but most assuredly not them. Rising from his chair in a quiet and fluid motion, he started towards the shower, needing to freshen up just a bit. Get the stench of cigarettes and BO off of him.

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↓ atë.

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location: front hall
mood: bored.
interactions: hephaestus, athena
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Atë looked over at the boy. “God, I stain stuff all the time too. I have like three bottles of stain remover at home, honest.” She laughed. Her laugh was hilariou, hoarse and scratchy but high pitched. “Henry sounds good to me!” She watched as he offered the cube to her. “My name‘s Atë.“ She rolled the cube around in her hands. “I’m not one for puzzles, but thank you! And i’d love to learn how it works sometime.” Atë played with it a little, not really with a goal in mind, until she saw a girl walk up beside them.

She stared at them for a while, which Atë found a little suspicious. Wasn’t too bad, though. The way she spoke was strange, very pronounced and intelligent. She didn’t say I’m, she said I am. Atë had always been a bit of a lazy talker, but some people were just like that. “What’s up?” She said, grinning at the girl. “Athena? Oh, cool.” Athena mentioned the puzzle and Atë glanced down at it. ”Yeah,“ she said, handing it back to Hephaestus, “it’s his. Pretty cool, right?” She was a bit bothered by the fact she knew both of their names, but she was chill for the moment.

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[ProphetessCassandra]

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[div class="accentheader"] tags blackglassesaa Hestia [/div]
[div class="accentheader"] mood [/div] Nervous yet excited
[/div] [div class="bodytext"] Apollo woke up that morning unsure of how he wanted to travel to school. He could show off and arrive in his sun chariot (although he had not passed his driving test yet. Shh don't tell anyone) or he could be a little more subtle about things. Unfortunately subtle was not in his vocab. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately for everyone else, his mother had caught him trying to take his chariot out without her in the passenger seat. He was lectured about how he could, of course, drive to school with Leto in the passenger seat. But the humiliation of arriving to school with your mom was too much for Apollo. So, he would have to take things on foot.

Usually, Apollo would wait for his twin sister and then would have gone to school with her. But nerves got the better of him and he had left without her. He might get teased or lectured later for leaving her behind. He would, however, wait for her by the entrance. It was there he saw a young goddess waiting. He did not recognize her, but it couldn't hurt to introduce himself.

Apollo put on his best winning smile and spoke to her, "Hello, Apollo, god of the sun, music and so much more. You are?" [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div] [/div]

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[redroseknight]

Calliope: Goddess of Eloquence and Epic Tales​

Location: Outside of the school on the front steps
Interaction: Open

Where there were people, there was always a certain goddess of the arts to be found. Calliope loved attention, craved it in fact, so she sat on the school steps with her guitar in her lap playing a tune. Music was something that the young woman was talented at playing, but her true gift was in story telling. That was why her songs always told a story, usually an elaborate ballad. This one in particular was about a female pirate from the eighteenth century who plundered galleons with the best of men. Her blue tinted gaze flicked over to the various deities walking around, trying to decide if she had their attention or if she needed to start spicing up her songs a little. That was a gift of Calliope's; no one could ever say that a story told by the gleeful goddess was ever boring. Now, was it factual? Most likely not..but why let the truth get in the way of a good story? Who cared about actual facts when a story was meant to be entertaining!

As she finished up her song, the deity set her guitar down and stretched. A few people clapped for Calliope, and she gave a wink and a smile to those that did so. Calliope never ceased to flirt with others; it didn't matter how many hearts she had broken. Men, women, undecided, she didn't care. All she needed was their affection and they would receive her own in turn, but monogamy was not her game at all. She craved constant adoration, needed that praise to feel alive, and she didn't feel that she should be hindered in sharing her love and affection with the whole world as well as receiving such a thing as well.

 

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[div class=name]Hermes [div class="name2 hidden"]interactions: FireMaiden and jasmyn
mood: estatic
outfit: x[/div][/div]​

[div class=container][div class=textbox]Hermes packed his satchel with the essentials. Lots of snacks. His second breakfast and his lunch. He also had his trusty notebook and pen. He fully intended on becoming the editor, head writer and photographer of the newspaper. He felt it was his duty as a messenger god to spread the news and report the truth! Hermes laced up his winged converse and fluttered off to school. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of the wind in his hairm and how the air danced on his skin. There was a certain level of freedom one had when flying. It was a feeling that could never be replicated.

As he approached school he spotted someone he knew well. Nemesis, the goddess of revenge. Not that he had ever asked her to exact revenge on anyone, but he loved to hear about the people she would smite. He heard so many stories during his travels. He grinned and fluttered down to where Nemesis was speaking with Hekate. He recognized her as well. Hermes liked to keep on top of who was who in order to be on top of his gossip and of course to deliver messages.

"Nemesis!" Hermes greeted with a large grin on his face, "It is nice to see you, looking as ethereal as ever."
He gave her a wink and then turned to Hekate, offering his hand, "You must be Hekate. I am Hermes."
Hermes did not fully touch the ground as he spoke, his winged shoes fluttering softly. He probably had barged into a conversation. He was prone to doing that. It was hard to read a room sometimes.
"I'm sorry for butting into your conversation."[/div][/div]
[div class=credit]code by sox[/div][/div][/div]

 

[AnimeGenork]

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mentions: Poseidon, Amphitrite
interactions: Calliope
tags: redroseknight r e i revalia​

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[div class=title]zeus ; king of the sky[/div] [div class=quote]❝ I make some bad decisions, but I've got an eternity to fix 'em. ❞[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]Zeus had never been fond of his life at home, and it was even more so like that since his brothers were off taking care of their "realms" most of the time. Hades hadn't been home in... forever, and Poseidon kinda ignored him when he was home. Not that he minded. Still, if he was to be the ruler of the gods someday (not that they'd told their father that, although how EVERYONE knew and he didn't was anyone's guess), you'd think he'd get to at least spend some time with all of his family occasionally. Having your realm be on Olympus was kinda stupid sometimes. As he attempted to walk safely to school, Zeus scrolled through his phone to see if there was anyone he could call. Of course, despite his flirty ways, he always forgot the "contact info" part, so the numbers he had consisted of his brothers and his friend Amphitrite. Opening a text message to her, he typed, Hey, should I change the weather? LOL. Some wind might be nice, amiright? Amphitrite was one of those girls that Zeus could definitely flirt with, but because they were so similar, it would have been a shame to turn her off of him. So he didn't flirt; instead, they had fun together... the type that friends had. He hoped she got to school safely today. As he got to the school, he saw a lot of people were already talking to each other. He was tempted to go examine the bulletin board advertising the clubs that were offered here at this new institution, but instead, he decided to go talk to the maiden who had just finished regaling an audience with some sort of tale. Could it be...? "Are you Calliope?" he asked. "My mother made me read the Iliad and Odyssey. Some great work you did there, although I'm still not a fan of Odysseus. Shame about Achilles, though." He leaned against the staircase railing and smiled at her. "Do you always have an audience around you? Mind telling me how I can get one? I might need it someday... when I'm king and all."[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]scenario ; I want an audience, too. mood ; amused. outfit ; here. location ; front staircase.[/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[div class=title]morpheus ; god of dreams[/div] [div class=quote]❝ Dreams are a wish drugs make possible. ❞[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]There were times when Morpheus was capable of being a decent person. This was not one of those times. He stared up at the hotel before him, wondering why the hell there was such a building up here on Olympus, but whatever. Sometimes Olympus tried too hard to be like the mortals. Not that he was complaining... too much. Still, it wasn't hard to see which one was the room he was looking for. Foggy windows? Check. Giggles from, assumedly, former virgins? Check. He really made it easy to find him, didn't he? Keeping the cigarette in his mouth, Morpheus made his way to the door in question and kicked it. The giggles hushed, probably wondering who the hell would kick a door so early in the morning. Morpheus, of course. He had no shame. Kicking the door again, and apparently succeeding to force it open, he leaned against the doorway and called, "Dio! Get your sexy ass out here! You'll be late and then you won't make any friends that you can party with!" Taking a huff of his definitely-not-tobacco cigarette, he blew a smoke ring in the air and cast his lazy gaze over to the bed. Something crazy like that would normally entice him, but since he was all about antagonizing others who hated him (he still wasn't sure why Dio hated him, only that they weren't a thing anymore), he figured he was the best option to drag him to school. You could only mope for so long when you had Morpheus in your life. Winking at the girls in the other bed, he said, "Maybe next time, darlings. Gotta take care of your whiny leader." He called again, "Diooooooo! Come yell at me!" This definitely wasn't going to end well, but he might as well try for once in his life, right?[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]scenario ; probably going to jump into that bed, but let's not today. mood ; lazyyyy. outfit ; here. location ; Dio's hotel room.[/div][/div][/div][/div]

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ethereal (adjective) extremely delicate, light, not of this world

hestia often found the glow of the morning sun, ethereal. and the soft hum of the days sunset equally so. the warm sunshine beaming down on her back seemed to just ignite some part of her. hestia found herself so entranced that she felt her hold of reality pull away. as if she was being pulled into a soft warm ball, where she couldn't be touched or harmed. safe from everything and everyone. she was snapped back to reality by the voice of someone talking to her.

the god who stood just to her side glowed just as much as the morning sun. which became clear with his introduction of himself. apollo, she's pretty sure she's heard of him before. doesn't he have a sister? she could tell that he had no clue who she was, which was fair. she was a wallflower, which, with this introduction could change. or she could majorly screw it up and have people dislike her instead of just not caring.

"i'm hestia, goddess of home and hearth. pleasure to make your um- acquaintance," she said. idiot 'pleasure to make your acquaintance' who says that? "you have a sister, right?"

hestia felt ethereal for just this moment, she'd done this sort of thing before talking to others. but for just a moment she felt ethereal, she asked a question, she's creating a connection. and that feeling immediately crashes as feelings of doubt and insecurity surge up. taking over her mind and heart in waves. she rubbed her hands on her pants in response to nerves. before beginning to pull on the tips of her fingers. [/div][/div] [/div][div class=credit]code by sox[/div]

 

[redroseknight]

Calliope​

Calliope looked up at the god who approached her, and she gave a brilliant smile. Her hand outstretched toward the young man in greeting. "Why yes! I am Calliope! It is a pleasure making the acquaintance of the future king of the gods himself! Why, you do me an honor to bestow your attention upon me so," she teased with a playful wink. Zeus was a handsome young man, and she enjoyed flirting with just about anyone with a heartbeat. It caused all kinds of conflict in her social life since there were some people who grew attached to the bubbly and playful young woman. Those people were then made awfully jealous by the attention she gave to others. Her heart was never won by anyone in particular; it was as if Calliope enjoyed sharing parts of it with people. No one would ever know what really went on behind those sky blue eyes.

"A crowd is what you wish for? Well, that is easy enough to cause. Give the people what they want! Most of them want a good time, so give them a riveting song and it will cause them to gather. At least, that is how I manage to gather them. I did inspire Shakespeare on writing a riveting speech by Marc Antony that caused a crowd to gather and listen in awe at his words. Perhaps...if you're lucky...I might share a bit of my eloquence with you. Though I do wonder what I would gain in return," she teased.

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Having another person hopping into his already rather energetic conversation was already a lot, but he'd be damned before he let his own discomfort get in the way of making some friends on the first day. "Yeah its nothing too hard to figure out, I know you know how to solve it already." He had the idea she was smart seeing as the mention of a puzzle, Atë didn't seem like she cared very much about it. Not in a rude way which he appreciated. "But its uh..Nice to meet you! Just call me Henry please, its a bit weird getting called my full name." He never thought himself quite ready for that name just yet, once he learned how to use his powers then maybe but not that day at least. "If you like puzzles I could maybe make you one Athena..? If you want." If sharing this toy wasn't going to work out then he could always just offer something to thank them for being nice." He could maybe make something interesting for Atë.. Maybe it was too early to be making presents for people.

Hep just liked being able to make things that people used.

"This school is awful nice ain't it? Real pretty building for us to be messing about in." Who didn't want to enjoy having a school empty like that to explore? "I haven't looked around too much but from the quick little thing I saw it seems pretty big." All he needed to find was some kind of workshop and he'd be happy. "Real question is what they'll be teaching us here. I think I'd like to be better at like reading? I'm not very good with that." It was so boring but hey, it was hard to sit in one place for a while, he liked to be active in his creation. "I mean stuff with our powers too but like..Simple stuff is important too I think. You hope to learn anything like that Atë?" Athena was a whole genius so she probably already knew everything.

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[div class=title]zeus ; king of the sky[/div] [div class=quote]❝ I make some bad decisions, but I've got an eternity to fix 'em. ❞[/div] [div class=textbox][div class=scroll]It was nice to meet someone who didn't immediately start bowing or praising him or whatever else it was people did to make sure he didn't smite them when he took the throne someday. Winking back, he bowed a little bit. "The honor's all mine." He knew flirting when he encountered it, and honestly? This seemed like it might be a little fun. Calliope painted herself even brighter by giving him the advice he sought (though it was mostly in jest). "Give them what they want? I'm not a stripper, but it looks like I might need to turn to that. Or at least show up here shirtless a few times. Maybe I'll actually remember to get some girls' numbers when they inevitably swooned." A mention of Shakespeare, and then the flirting recommenced. Raising an eyebrow, Zeus spread his arms. "Is my everlasting praise and adoration for your help not enough? I'm not sure what else I can offer, but I'd be willing to negotiate." This had gone in a direction he wasn't expecting, but... it was amusing. So long as she didn't start reciting any of Shakespeare's works. That... would be most taxing...[/div][/div] [div class=details][div class=scroll3]scenario ; flirting, indeed. mood ; highly amused. outfit ; here. location ; front staircase.[/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[redroseknight]

Calliope

Location: Front steps to school

Interaction: Zeus​

Calliope smiled as he bowed to her a little, and her laughter rang out at his response to her advice. "Oh, I'm sure that it would quite verily take the breath away of many a girl and likely leave half of the young men also speechless at your physique. Though that is not all you must do to gain their favor. Play with people, talk to them and find out what they truly desire. Then you can give the people what they want, and they will love you for it," she suggested while still laughing at his suggestion of simply making women swoon.

"Your everlasting praise and adoration is quite valuable, I am certain. However, you will find that I am a woman who understands the value of her work." She stepped a little closer to Zeus, carefully sliding her guitar off her lap and settling it against the stair she had been sitting upon. The redhead gave a hum as she looked at him, daring to get a little into his space. She enjoyed playing with fire, which was exactly what the goddess was doing. "You're a clever young man, Zeus. I don't need to tell you what my price is. I'll let you ask around about me, perhaps then you can find out what I desire most and provide that for me. Think you're up to a little challenge?" she teased.

Zeus was an attractive young man, but Calliope was not looking for a forever sort of situation. The young woman loved a good time then moved on to the next person who caught her interest, quickly getting over the last person if they had a problem with her sharing her attention. She didn't need someone who smothered her and tried to confine her, control her. She wanted freedom, artistic and emotional. Zeus seemed like the kind of guy who could understand that and not become terribly clingy, so there was a spark of interest.

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She turned her attention to the pair Nemesis was eyeballing and clearly eavesdropping in on. She gave a shrug at the mention of one of them using a mortal name. "I don't know. Going by Kate around here just feels....weird." she replied although it was mainly because of Lyra's death. She may have been okay with people calling her that had she not lost Lyra. "Luna just fits better anyway. More witchy," she said with a chuckle. She finally took the lighter and lit the cigarette, taking a drag before handing the lighter back.

Just as she blew out the cloud of white smoke, someone walked up beside them. He clearly knew her name which intrigued her as she had never met him before. Then he said his name and it became a little more clear. Ah. Hermes. God of...what was it again...? She didn't really know much about him other than he was a messenger for Olympus which she assumed was how he knew of her. "That's me. We were just passing the time. Are you a friend of Nem's?" she asked, curious as she didn't see him as Nem's type of friend though she could be wrong. Not everyone Hekate was friend's with look the type she'd associate with. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats]interactions- nem. hermes.
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Interaction: jasmyn (Hekate) ProphetessCassandra (Hermes)
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"Well, my point is, we're gods," Nemesis said, reaching up with her free hand to brush some hair out of her face. Nemesis didn't understand the appeal of having a mortal name, but then again she could never hang out in the mortal realm long enough to need one. "We should enjoy the names we've been given as the mortals are fucking terrified of them. Well, of us two anyway." She chuckled dryly. She didn't mind the fear, actually, Nemesis enjoyed it. She rarely had to deal with anyone who may actually worship her because they knew what to do and what not to do. The man from last night being an exception. Though not many people actually worshiped her just yet, just teens in dark clothing out in the woods late at night. Her golden eyes once again focused on Hekate, nodding as she spoke. Ever since that Lyra girl died she had been...well, Hekate had been pretty down. Not that Nemesis could blame her, accidentally killing someone with your powers was...it was rough. It must have been even worse when you were close to them.

With a sigh, Nemesis flicked some ash away, putting out the remaining embers before she stuck the cigarette butt back in the case, her eyes then flickering to Hermes when he appeared. She gave him a little wave as his attention turned to the other girl. While him and Hekate exchanged a few words, Nemesis stood, brushing the back of her skirt free of any dirt or whatever before focusing on the other two. "Yeah, unfortunately, I have to say we're friends." She said this with a slight smirk though, a rather joking statement. Sure, she resented the fact it was often his fault she got dragged into weird shenanigans with the other gods, but she liked his company. Plus there weren't many gods up here that could actually fly, Hermes was fun to race. Not to mention he seemed willing to put up with her, so she couldn't really push him away like she did most everyone else. "Surprised to see you here though, no messages to deliver today?"