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Nov. 11th, 2012


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You think you could hide there? Fools, these are beasts that won't be stopped that easily.

[ooc: for any holed up in the once-safe area, the dinosaurs have broken into the lobby of the apartment building.]

Apr. 7th, 2012


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Mary Magdalene will no longer be participating in the games for survival.

Will this motivate the rest of you to communicate better?

Apr. 6th, 2012


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[Leukothoe had slipped his grasp but he'd caught another woman.]

The Persian may have eluded me but an Arthurian woman did not. Nimue is no longer among you. I believe that the God of Sleep (and brother of Death) was also taken but not by one of us. Rather it was due to him being...himself.

That said, Athena is correct, I believe. You are not dogs to be hunted. You're all much bigger prizes than that. Valuable yet ours to do with as we please. Some of you are gifted and some are not but even with your abilities combined you cannot rival Khaos.

Accept your fate.

Apr. 5th, 2012


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[Cihuateteo had been frustrated from an escape yesterday. The clever Hermes had not become one of her prizes.]

Never-in-the-spotlight Nephthys fell. It seems chances are slimming down so keep that in mind, Hermes. Keep it well in mind for the next time we cross paths you will hurt.

I believe a colleague of mine has also done well. Presumably. How...fortunate for him.

Apr. 3rd, 2012


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To the fool who lost his compass: I tried to snatch you. My blades would have found a way to mark you, to make it known to all you were hunted. But it appears some of you have gotten a bit clever at dodging us.

How many days do you think this might last? Do you pray less than two weeks? Less than a month? Do you think your prayers can be heard at all?

What will you all miss while you're here?

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Gwynevere of Camelot, you must have someone who wants you more than I to have escaped me. But there will be other days. This isn't over. My axe will find a target. And if it can't be you, it will be another.

Blood will be spilled. These grounds will revel in the taste.

Dream well tonight. And you will know what I mean by that.

Apr. 2nd, 2012


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Tristan of Cornwall, you can run but know that none of you can leave here, no matter what you try. You all have given us many headaches so consider this stress-relief. [Especially Kala, but there was no need to say that, not then, not in public. Some troubles did not need to casually aired.]

Run as far as you can. Know that no matter where you go, you will be found. You will be taken. And it may not even be by us.

Still. I plan on getting the highest count. So make the chase good for me. If you do, glory awaits you as my prizes.

Feb. 27th, 2012


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five ♞


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[Agravaine would've been perfectly fine without the memories that had hit him like bricks. But when the apartment, the job, and the family all came flashing back to him, he needed a sit down. With the king's poisoning, did he need this? Really?]

[filter; pheme]
My niece?

[filter; svargan right-hand & diplomat ]
I can't explain what's going on. The king? I can't believe I'm

edit: [filter; family]
What the fuck? Where are you all?

Feb. 26th, 2012

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[Zeus has been quiet lately because - well. To say that Zeus is not well is like saying that it gets a little cold in Glastheim. His physicians do not give him much time. More than hours but probably not days.

And, so, he's been closeted in his offices, avoiding everyone but his closest administrative staff, ensuring that everything - the line of succession, his will, every state secret - is in order. The time has come now, though, to let his family and his faction know.

His penmanship is as firm as ever. It is not the writing of a dying man. He is dying, though, and he's not so arrogant as to believe that everyone will mourn him.
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[filter; angrboda]

Yes, I have been avoiding you. Yes, it has been cowardly of me. We have a situation. I have no doubt that black will suit you, my dear.

My physicians tell me that I have been poisoned. One of them theorises that it is from the Glasthein water supply. Whatever the case, I do not have much longer.

[filter; right hand, diplomat, general; visible to angrboda]

It appears that I am dying and soon. Poison which, I am told, is a woman's weapon. Speak to the healers for details. Support my son.

[filter; hypnos]

My son. I'd hoped to spare you this for a few more years at least but you will be ascending to the throne of Svarga imminently. I am dying. It seems that this year is the year for regicide. Be careful what you drink.

Come and see me this afternoon.

[filter; sigyn]

My darling girl. I miss you already. I hope that you shall not miss me even more. I would travel to tell you if I could but I do not have the luxury of time. I am dying - poison. I gather it will get much worse before the end. Please know that you have always made me proud.

[filter; artemis, hebe]

Daughters. There is no easy way to tell you this and I am sorry that it comes at such a time of turmoil. I have been poisoned and am likely to be dead within days, if not sooner. You will be taken care of, I promise. Be happy, my girls. You have a proud father.

[filter; pestilence]

If you can, come to Svarga. I may be dead before you arrive. I have been poisoned but speak with my healers when you are come. Perhaps you can help them uncover the truth of the matter.

Do not limit yourself, my son. You are destined for great things.