mythopoeics

[ filter; siblings ]

The guy I was married to in Zurvan? He's here. And he's a neighbor. I might be containing myself not to shoot him every time I leave for practice.

Which is totally normal. And ilegal.

[FILTERED TO GABRIEL]
We're good, right? You and me? Are you alright?
[/Filtered]

I hate this time of year. I can't stand being cold. Anyway, at least it's busy for me. After a fairly sizable dry spell job wise, I've got quite a few coming up. My old man's work is throwing a fancy fundraiser and he actually seems to have decided that me being a musician isn't bad and got me hired. C'mon, god of music and medicine. Wish I could have swung towards medicine this time. Thrown the old guy a bone Masquerade themed. Gotta get a mask and a date

GABRIEL, I think we should throw a Halloween party. A Halloween extravaganza. A Halloween hoopla. I just really love Halloween guys. I don't know why. It just speaks to me. Plus the music is great and a blast to play. Much more fun than Christmas. So much easier to pretend to not be massively confused when you've got things to think about

[ filter; hyacinth and raven ]
Do either of you oppose seeing a movie this weekend? I don't really know what's playing.

[ filter; siblings ]
Can we do something sometime? Maybe dinner? Not all of us at once, because that would be a lot, but some of us?

I hate school.

This isn't some bratty teenage whiny bullshit about how 'nobody likes me, everyone sucks' and all that, it's more I legit think I'm smarter than my teachers. I think, uncle Julian, that we should look into homeschooling me. And my friend Denver. The stats are totes in our favor according to recent studies, and if it's someone from the elite community of special-types there wouldn't be any "Mr. Kane, explain why your niece missed all those classes blah blah" bullshit phone calls.

Did I mention I got a fucking C- on my 'What I Did Over the Summer' report because my teacher refused to believe I interned at a newspaper? Oh, and I got sent to the headmaster because my necklace 'violated the school code on acceptable jewelry'? I told that douche that I'd take off my dog tags if he pried them from my cold, dead little fingers. Fuckers.

I'm going to be perfectly frank here, and feel free to not stop me as I go on, but when women complain about men hitting on them while they're wearing short items of clothing, they really are just asking for it. What, exactly, is the point of wearing short dresses or skirts if you don't want men to strike up a conversation with you or call you gorgeous? The logic eludes me. Men don't complain like women do.

What a world it would be if women didn't bitch all the time.

Talk about desperate and needy. Today at work, it was like a gathering of who could have stood to have worshipped me harder. Or could have stood to have had more self-respect. No one's going to give you a role again if you start flirting with the married director. Especially not after I took a photo and plan on sending it to the wife, you ho. How dare you go for my part? As if you could pull off alluring without looking like so bargain bin. Well, trash is trash!

But during it all, there was this super adorable little girl who plays my little sister and she would clutch at my hand whenever we talked. And I just felt giddy that she was so fond of me. I may have put make-up on her.

And then, after work, my ex picked me up because I really needed a ride and I convinced him I deserved to be treated out after such an exhausting day. I'm so cute in pink, so course he agreed. But it didn't even get that far because my shoe's heel broke and I nearly fell. So I had to be taken home and had to settled for take-out in the end, boo. I'm still kind of hungry.

Oh. I guess you can call me Luna. ♥ I don't really want to out myself yet! Hello! Glad to meet you all!

Originally I was thinking party but now I'm thinking I'll just sit in the living room and play video games.

And drink.

A lot.

Ridiculous amounts. I miss my son

[Filter; Siblings]
How are all of you?

[Filter; Artemis]
Where are you?

[Filter; Gabriel]
You had a kid with my wife. YOU. Also, Troilus is supposed to hate me. We are not supposed to be brothers and I am not supposed to be worried about the fact that I haven't heard from him but I am.

Knowing doesn't make anything easier or less terrifying. I don't want to wake up back home and miss a kid that wasn't mine and women who never loved me

[ filter; siblings ]
You're all here, right?

[ filter; raven ]
My feelings haven't changed. I still love you, Raven.

[ filter; hyacinth ]
Thanks for everything. I hope we weren't much trouble.

[ filter; hera and zeus* ]
Are you here, too?



[ ooc: aware they are not in game~ ]

I may have remembered myself, but here I have a duty. I will not forget it. This region is still my region. My duty will not be abandoned because of my memories.

[ filter; sisters ]
I'm married to Ares.

Contain your laughter.

( [cut to save your friends page] )

[ooc; yes, Pheme glued glitter to the page. deal with it.]

I might have your dog, daughter. One of colleagues' bitch had a litter last week. If you like, we can check it for one who likes you.

As soon as I'm done preparing everything for the market. Few hunt the old-fashioned way nowadays, I don't know why I bother doing these at times.

Why is it drinkers have the best stories? I learn so many things when I'm refilling drinks and sitting with the soldiers who come into Barachiel's, most of which I'm sure they would blush if they figure out they were telling a fourteen year old. Or maybe not, I only know a few soldiers and they don't have a lot of shame.

Seems there's been a lot of chatter lately... some of it is juicy, too! Don't know how much of it to believe, but I hope the guy who mentioned that his dog's about to have puppies was one of the trustworthy ones, since I'm hoping my parents will let me take one.

Hint, I want a puppy, end hint.

[filter; samyaza]
Don't worry, I've been taking notes.

[The kill had been good. He runs his hands down the back of his dog, a beastly thing that stood tall and had a wild look about him. In the real world, it would have been known as a Scottish Deerhound but Scotland didn't exist here. It didn't change the fact the dog was a fantastic partner for times like this.

And the deer never had stood a chance against them. Kills loaded and the dog allowed to rest, Cù Sìth takes a moment to scribble in his journal.]

I went hunting and it was great. Look at me, sis, I'm not even bleeding on the pages. I'm a good boy, yes, I am.

For the soldier in Ryugu-jo: played by the railroad tracks and then crossed them to go hunting. Still alive as you can see. Don't be too mad. If there's something else you've done that you think I can't do, name it. I'll consider it.

There's very little like going for a ride to get one's blood pumping in the mornings. And to think, there are some who feel our weather would never be conducive to such activities. Shows what they know.

ATTENTION EVERYONE

I would like to inform you all that there is a horse on the loose, who eats scarfs- as of right now her location is undetermined, please approach with caution or inform the right authority (me). Keep your hands to yourself, folks, no one likes losing a finger or two.

So being in a hospital was fun but Daddy's all better now. Replace 'Daddy' with whatever I am to you. And apparently my other son is Helios.

My children > yours

What else has been going on here?

[Filter: Apollo]

How's your head, wanker?

[Filter: Artemis]

I don't intend to apologize for killing you or your brother. Just thought you should know.

[Filter: Set]

Yo.

It still hurts. It is nice to come home to someone who's missed you. I've named her Terra.

[filter; sisters]
Ares is here.

Moving a business is a clusterfuck of paperwork and a pain in my ass. It's finally done though so thank the fuck for that. Abernathy Securities is open for business here in the great city of New York. Anyway, anyone looking for work, I could use an assistant.

I'm Henry, used to be called Ares. You see a tiny grumpy seven year old running around, that's Alice. Yes, she's always like that. No, it doesn't bother me.

[FILTERED TO ARTEMIS]
Please tell me that you're around and breathing.

[FILTERED TO CALLIOPE AND EUTERPE]
How are you both?

[FILTERED TO HIS ROME FAMILY AND GREEK FAMILY]
Sometime after I can speak properly and walk, I suggest we all get drunk.

[FILTERED TO HYACINTH]
Please tell me you didn't see it.

[FILTERED PUBLIC]
Oh NEW YORK. I have always loved you but never more than right now.

This is becoming repetitive.

Well thank fuck that's over with.


[Private]

It was nice of Khaos to let me have a son even if for only a couple of weeks. I haven't even tried to have a child in this lifetime, but I have to be very picky. Not just anyone will do.

[Filtered to his Roman family.]

Although we are no longer related I still wanted to see how you all were doing.

[filter; greeks]
To my sisters: I wish you the best of luck. You are Zeus' daughters. Be strong, be courageous. And if death should claim you, remember it is not permanent.

To the rest, I offer the same advice. Be well.

[ filter; gladiators ]

Those who do not have previous experience wielding either a sword or spear - my name is Gabriel, look for me in the training yard and I will work with you to help as best I can. I will not let you go into this fearful and unprepared. Or doubting yourselves. For the rest; good luck, God bless you... and may the odds be ever in your favor.

[ filter; calliope ]

I pray that neither of my opponents are your family - be it true or in this time? I simply would not be able to do that to you while you watch. And are you safe?

[ filter; angels ]

Should one of us fall

[ filter; public ]

I really wanted to see Battleship. First thing I'm going to do after sitting in church for a few hours praying when we get back is see that movie. With the largest popcorn and every sugary/sour gummie candy they have. What about everyone else?

Perhaps something to look forward to will help.

I will not kill my sister.

[FILTERED TO GABRIEL]
I'm glad you're my brother in this life.

[filter; apollo, artemis, gabriel, leviathan] [ooc; she goes by the name 'lena' since she does not know who she is yet /o/]

I would like to get to know my current set of siblings. And so many of you there are~ It appears I am fated to be part of large broods.

[filter; hermione] [who shall henceforth be included in all filters pertaining to hera's progeny.]

My darling. Accompany your mother to the baths?

[filter; pat
[filter; drake]

Are you all right?

[filter; blackwells + chiara]

Is everyone safe? Are any of you - I can't even write it

I'm... married?

[filter; visible to all greeks]

It feels as though it's time to do a headcount again. Children, brothers, sisters - who is here? My daughters - it's been far too long since we've had dinner together so pencil me in for Thursday evening. I look a fright but I hope you'll put up with me, nonetheless

[filter; blackwells]

If someone could explain to me why Reza and Dante thought it necessary each to bestow a black eye on me, I would appreciate it greatly.

The best musical moment in cartoon history. However, don't watch if you're afraid of clowns. I really need a gig or something to get me out of this apartment. Right now, I think I'd even take a semi-regular job. I should not have had enough time on my hands to actually seriously contemplate which video to choose.

I'm Jake. Some of you may know me as Apollo. Lazy ass musician and roommate to Gabe.

I have never thought I would see my mortal father hanging around with my mother. My real mother. I think the image is now burnt on the back of my eyelids.

They gave me Apollo. They gave me this imitation of him and expect me to be happy? Screw you. I swear, if I ever get my place back, I'll give you this a thousand fold back.

[filter; zeus & siblings]
Um

I have children in my apartment. They're my children. Heracles is here too. What do I do? My parents don't mind them around and

My husband and children are here. I'm

dsljhsdldlhs

Spring, spring, spring~ I can taste you. You are so near and I am finding myself desperately impatient to welcome you. To eventually be rid of so many layers just to shield myself from the nippy winds and unpleasant chills.

That aside, I have people all ready to have their lovely properties landscaped. A gentleman even had the guts to ask me out but I declined him (I knew he was married, how devious!).

But the second man was unattached. I have consented to one lunch date on Saturday because I'm terrible and I want lunch at that place on the Lower East Side. ♥ I could have gone along but~ I don't know. A part of me just feels the need for some company.

Sisters, I'll grab you for a meal next week, I promise. ♥

[ she is little less than a caged animal in the last few days. All she can think is what took place, all she can see is how there is no little girl running around her, pushing her to play, to teach, to try something more. And Artemis gets angry because she feels that way and angrier for those who made Diana and then took her back without a word or an apology. She feels like hurting someone and cannot find a proper target.

So Artemis remains angry. That's all she can do ]

Don't dare mentioning that place to me.

We're back. Everything's fine. End of story.

Out of town for the next couple of days to those who are interested.

[Zeus has lived many lives. None shall ever equal his first life; his true self. He has always endured, believing fervently that he will be restored to his former glory (that he will restore himself). His death in Zurvan wasn't the most painful death he has experienced but it might be one of the most unnatural. It was not a death that took. It disgusts him that nothing is sacred, not even death. Not even the long, cold sleep.

When he is returned to New York, he learns that his business ventures have proceeded unimpeded. That he has hired and fired two personal assistants. The latest, number three, wears too-short skirts and he fires her, too, having had his way with her over his desk.

It is too easy for him to sleep into his old ways of want-and-take-and-have. These first few days, he is purely selfish. He lives for the sake of living and for the sake of feeling. Nails scraping down his back, rough callused hands, drinking champagne from clever mouths. He needs these things to restore himself. He is a careful man, as a rule, but there are precautions not taken; he is the Father of Gods and Men. What is another bastard child or two?

Finally, emerging from some kind of cocoon of slumber and beautiful women, in a penthouse suite in Boston, he showers and he returns to New York. He is Zeus. He will not be beaten by a fake death (though all the subsequent little deaths have not helped in the least.)

It is time for bravado. It is time to wear the face of Zeus and the substance of Zeus will surely seep back into his veins. He will not be overcome.]

Family, family. It was just a flesh wound.

[filter; sisters & zeus]
[address]
[office number]
[cell number]

Should you ever need me.

Father, are you here?

[It was about seven o'clock when Hebe woke from sleep disoriented. The alarm clock blaring at her side was to remind her school was in two hours, which was a bizarre realization considering how it was her first time seeing an alarm clock in months. Or so she'd assumed. Everything started flowing back, like how she had a test that morning, how she was invited to lunch with a boy (needed to cancel). Normal, daily things.

Following school, she crawled onto her laptop for a few tentative messages.]

[Filter: Zeus]
... daddy?

[Filter: Raven]
Can we... have coffee sometime?

[Filter: Public]
Um. Hi.

Don't mind me. I just want to try something.

For the record, yes, I am Theseus. Yes, I probably have fucked you over. And ate your lamb. It was delicious.

[Filter: Children of Theseus (Zurvan, NYC, myth) + Pirithous]

Daddy is saying hello, kids. Don't be shy. Come to Papa. Also, tell me who your mother was so I know if you're from Greek times, New York or now.

[filter; children of zeus]
Which of you can see this?

[filter; zeus]
Father?

[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.]

[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.

( if i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world? )

[ ooc: set some days ago! ]

[It had come so suddenly. One moment Hebe's hand had been hovered over the journal, ready to write in an entry to Raven regarding the beautiful letter he'd written her (her own tears had stained the paper), and then next diving beneath the bed with her hands clasped over her mouth. Multiple hands slammed on the door, desperate to break in, and within moments, someone dragged her from beneath.

Only pain and cold had registered after.

Raven's letter sat bloodied on her bed.]



my fault
sorry

i love you

( and i'm holding onto all that I have )

Svarga's always nice in the winter. But I think I'm done here now.

I'm definitely being overcharged by my blonde redheaded friend anyway. Gods know she's good but she'd not sparing me. Wants to take every coin I have and can get my hands on. It's sort of cute.

Should probably count what I have left in a moment.

[Filter: Pirithous]

I feel like Mictlan's calling to us, brother. I'm heading out tonight there from Svarga. Should be there in about a couple of days. What do you say?

That cat from earlier came back for one of my paintbrushes and ate it. When I reached for it, he hissed at me.

[filter; raven]
I have something to give you. And the books as well! I'll give them to you when we are back in Mictlan.

Today, a cat swiped a claw at me and drew blood. Guess I was taking too long to hand over what remained of my breakfast. Then one of the guard dogs was just in a bad mood and kept snarling at me. Wouldn't even let me get very close. Thought I'd go out for a hunt but one of the falcons clawed the back of my hand. He's never liked me much but he's a good one. Bastard.

Thankfully skipped on checking on the horses. Wouldn't care for a kick in the head. But I think I'll stay inside the rest of the day. It's going to be one of those days.

One of my sons gripped my fingers and smiled.

I'm proud to be a father.

I like the weather in Glastheim. It's colder than Mictlan certainly, but I like it still. I enjoy burrowing into clothes

This talk of marriage has led me to wonder what a life as a married woman would be like. I wonder, do all girls dream of marriage as a child? And if so, to married women, has the fantasy lived up to the expectations now that it's happened?

Dear diary,

I'm being shipped off to marry some douchecanoe person in a place with crappy weather and-



Oh bollocks. I spilled my ink again.


Can I go home now? I miss my bed, good food and not having to keep losing my pens. WHERE ARE ALL MY PENS.