mythopoeics

So my bro Ra and I came up with an amazing plan. And gave our fairies booze. It is awesome, they're all sorts of funny flying now.

[They had been staring at each other for six minutes now, not blinking. The little fairy was just beating it's wings, staring at the giant and probably studying him. Sure Raphael figured that he was going a little crazy, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to appreciate his crazy while it was around. The fairy seemed just as content to study as he was though. Every time he had tried to talk to it, he couldn't understand a thing it said, so after a while he gave up. It sort of seemed like she understood though. Was it a she? He didn't know how to ask without coming across like an ass.

Finally he blinked, which seemed to make the fairy pleased. Like she had won or something. He kind of smiled back and then went into the kitchen to grab some food and offer it to the little fairy. Just as he turned around to find her, he realized that she wasn't there. A second later he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his earlobe.

The fairy had bitten him. On the ear. This was so weird. He went to his keyboard and typed.]

Is anyone else's fairy teething? They like to play staring games too. Oh and does anyone know how to tell a boy fairy from a girl fairy or do they not have genders? I don't want to insult anyone.

Hello, strange community! I am...well, I think I might be Peter Pan.

Minus the flying, but I'm still working on that. Apparently pixie dust is a lot harder to come by than it is in the movies, even when you've got one following you around and all. Who knew?

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[He kind of missed Ireland but that realization only hit him once he was there, hearing his mother bitch in the kitchen about something and watching the outline of the sunset through the window. Although Merlin wanted to sometimes kick Theseus, he had to admit that the man made good points, and he choose good holidays.

For now Merlin was content to sit back, write postcards and let the world pass him by.]

[Filter: Ra]

Happy Birthday, bro, come over get some drinks. I promise to not ask you to make me a sandwich.

It's wet and kind of blah out. And I really want pizza tonight but pizza alone is a little depressing.

MORGAN, WHERE ARE YOU?

[Filter: Private]

Ask about Ch
Well, does he want to you ask? And what are you going to do, Elaine? Just be his mother? Like he probably won't be confused enough by some strange lady in his life.

SOMEONE, QUICK, DROP THE ANSWER IN MY LAP.

[Filter: Agravaine]

Don't be an ass but I want to ask you your opinion. Because I'm trying not to screw this up.

[Filter: Aeneas]

I NEED A WISE MAN IN MY LIFE. HELP.

[Filter: War]

I know something you don't know nyea nyea nyea nyea nyea.

I love the Fall. I love how pumpkin everything is suddenly available, and the crispness of hot apple cider. I love the way my skin prickles with electric energy the closer it gets to Halloween and my birthday.

Also, I love that the Autumnal Equinox is on the horizon. I'll have to do something special to Mark the occasion, perhaps even find some woods to dance around in. Oh, I especially love the smell of burning leaves and fresh ozone in the air.

This is my favourite season.

The NY Comedy Festival is coming in November, and I didn't know I'd bought tickets to both Robin Williams and Kevin Hart back in, oh, July. Robin Williams is already sold out; I don't know about Kevin. I'm in front row at Robin Williams. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT COSTS? Ricky Gervais is coming too, but we don't talk about him since that event we don't speak of. I've officially become a poor student. I think I need to get more shifts during the week so I can cry blood from all the stress, but come out of it with more money. No pain, no gain.

Now I'm going to overdose on Dylan Moran's Like, Totally tour. Watch it all or watch this because it is relevant. And this is not, but you should watch it anyway. Okay I lied, this, too.

THALIA OUT.

[ filter; kokabiel ]
You and me, lunch someday. At sometime.

Luckily today feels like will be looks like it will be without rain. A nice break in the rainy weather.

Hopefully the temperatures will stay pleasant all week.

Oh, and I guess I'm new here. It's a pleasure to meet you all. Or it will be, I'm sure. I'm Ta Yun Bao.

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Oh. Forgive that. The cat wanted to say hello apparently. Well, I guess that's counts as a fairly entertaining introduction. Hopefully it was somewhat informative. Now I better go for a moment to feed the cat before he attacks again.

What is it about moving someplace new that brings out the interior decorator in all of us? If it wasn't for IKEA being so inexpensive I'd probably never eat again. Thankfully, I was able to furnish my portion of the house I share with my brother without breaking my budget, and I got some lovely meatballs and a cinnamon bun for dessert to boot.

Now, if I could only find someone to help me put together all this furniture. I'd ask my brother but he's always so busy and I wouldn't want to listen to him go on about how 'of course I needed his help'. I'm sure I'll be hearing that anyway, but still...

AMATERASU~ AMATERASU, MY LADY, COME OUT COME OUT FROM WHEREVER YOU'RE HIDING. Because if ~I~ am here, it's obvious you have to be too~! Your father wouldn't drop me off without you or Ninigi nearby. It'd be very counterproductive to have an aid ages away!!

Everyone else that I don't know, hi~! Oooh~~!! This is actually new. I mean, for me. Like a very big chat room. Which I never tried, I'm a good girl, mom. If you are here, remember, good girl!!!


Mm... hi? Hello. Good morning. Good afternoon. Holla! Hello, citizens of the world! I'm Su-Min, nice to meet you. Make your acquaintance if we want to be proper and everything.

I like books? Plains, mountains and still think South Korea beats any other place in the world minus having the guy dad wants me to marry but that's a whole new bucket of worms!

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.

Really not digging the responsibilities I seem to have taken upon myself since getting back from Zurvan. Especially not the part where I might need to take a time out from grad school and partying to focus more on being a motherfucking adult. Not cool, reality, not cool.

The only thing cheering me up right now is knowing Jersey Shore got cancelled. As Ice Cube would say --


[filter; apollo]
I know you want to see Reed, but before I bring him by I need to set a few ground rules, alright?

[filter; cù sìth]
Crazy question... what's your opinion on kids? How's my favorite basement stranger doing?

[filter; gabriel & merlin/visible to thalia]
How do I say this delicately... Anyone have any tips on how to entertain a seven year old?

[filter; private]
Note to self -- enroll Reed in elementary school, quit college to get a real job, and see if Jerry Springer has a show on how to deal with being my former son's sister.

[Barefoot and shivering, she hadn't dared wander farther than the mailbox early that morning. With the surroundings that she could only halfway remember once knowing, too noisy and not at all comforting like what she had come to think of as home, the inn, Lethe quickly locked herself back inside for the rest of the day and perhaps the rest of the week. Something about the outside world felt unspeakably dangerous.

The only way she could recall her name, or at least the one she'd been using for the last half year, was to stare at the rain-damp envelopes grasped in her hands. Maybe it was only ten minutes or the hour it felt like that Lethe sat with her back pressed against the door. Whispering it with hollow recognition, the printed pseudonym on the backdated bills that she somehow allowed herself to neglect while in Zurvan, Lethe crumpled the mail into the trash with a surge of self-disgust. Why hadn't she been paying them? Why was her bank account completely empty? Did she still even live here?

Why did she have to come back?

How nice it had been to forget herself, to let go of her fears and allow herself to live without the constant awareness that she shouldn't be... to have a family that she cared for, and to feel safe even with Hel's constant taunting of ghosts and the dead-end fling with an Admiral.

Now she was alone again, increasingly confused and unable to keep straight the multiple contradicting realities that twisted in her mind. Rome, New York, Zurvan, and what was supposed to be eternity all blended together in her mind, taunting her with echoes of memories, some that never even existed.

She wouldn't be paying next month's bills either, Lethe decided as she turned all the faucets in her apartment to full blast and crouched by the floor of the bathtub with her laptop. The sound of running water drowned out her thoughts, her overthinking.]

I need a new

name
job
place

life.

Or an old one.

Is there a way to get back home? Has anyone tried?

[Filter: Thanatos]
I don't want to bother you. Sir.

You're here, right? Please. Please say that you're here.

[Filter: Mnemosyne]
Take them, I don't want them.

I feel I might- If I did, would you-

Tell me something real.

There's something in my house and it's scratching at the doors and-

where is

mnemosyne? thanatos? hel? ma'at? pyriphlegethon?

anyone?

[Filter: Ra & Helios]

Hey there, Ra - you can ignore the harpy.

[Filter: Igraine]

Hey sis.

[Filter: Morpheus]

We should talk.

( [cut to save your friends page] )

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

Can I get a headcount of who hasn't seen me naked? No, 'terpe, don't ask that. People will think you're a sloot.

...awkward.

[filter; merlin]
So... You've seen me naked. You think I'm hot? Nice... house?

[filter; gabriel]
Um... we had a son played naked twister never need to speak of this again. It's cool.

[filter; apollo]
agmwekeb kidsawlfkgrkdf usgescatsv I have no idea what to say

[ filter; ryujin ]
CONCUBINE?

[ filter; izanagi ]
OSSAN YOU KNEW

[ filter; sigyn* ]
ARE YOU EVEN STILL DEAD

[ filter; public ]
IS THIS REAL LIFE

[ ooc: i am aware she has been executed~ he's still filtering to her. ]

[Filtered: Camelotian High Ranks]
Would anyone care to explain what, exactly, we plan on doing about this?

I'm certain I don't have to spell out for any of you how it will look if the newspaper publishes anything on this before we have a plan fully in place, but might I suggest we blame this on our Queen? You all know as well as I do that were she not in charge we wouldn't be in this position, and our citizens are smart enough to know if we attempt to pull the wool over their eyes. Your thoughts?

[Filtered: Gabija]
Sister, darling, twin -- how much did you know about this situation, and why did you choose not to bring it to my attention sooner?

[Filtered: Private]
Well, if this isn't a potential nightmare in the making then I don't know what is.

( The same old heartbeat fills the emptiness I have inside )

[Every so often, something happened that made the normally talkative Pheme go quiet. It was never a good quiet either, but instead one that was loaded with the weight of unsaid words that were meant to wound worse than gunfire. When she found the letter from her beloved uncle, her silence spoke volumes.

While she wasn't usually one to be emotional around others, unless that emotion was pure glee at their stupidity, tears were streaming down Pheme's face as she carefully wrote out a message. She didn't care that she was sitting where people could see her, all she cared about was getting the word out about her uncle's courage.]

[Filtered to Camelotian Officials/visible to Samyaza]
I got this letter today from my uncle, anyone wanna explain what it means?

( [the entire letter, painstakingly copied out] )

[ filter; lilith, visible to galahad ]
It's been decided that we will speak with Camelot regarding the breach of their borders. We cannot promise that no harm will come to a Camelotian citizen, not while we're away from the war here in Iriy and promises mean little in war, but we can assure them that should anyone seek to harm us, we will return the favor in kind.

While our war is with Niflheim, Camelot's troops may enter the fray if Niflheim continues to believe that they can cut us off through Camelot.

Your thoughts?

after above thread: [ filter; merlin ]
Chancellor, my condolences for your injuries.

As you are aware, we fight with Niflheim on Babylonian territory. But war is not easily contained, and as I'm sure you are already aware, Niflheim has crossed over into Camelot. Our troops, too, have crossed the border to engage them. This was not a unanimous decision, however, as our Marshal took it upon herself to engage them without our consent.

We are sending our Ambassador to Camelot to speak of things further. Written words mean so little as of late.

[Heimdall had been captured. Her little brother had finally been apprehended by Ryuju-Jo, by a ruler who was so intent on seeing him put to death. There was no hope for Heimdall now that Ryuju-Jo had him in their claws. They would try him, and then what? The emperor was not a kind man, one ruled by compassion. If he had anything else in mind outside of her brother's slow and painful death, she wouldn't believe it.

Upon hearing the news from her queen, she'd been silent. There was no room for complaint. Deep in her heart, Igraine had understood that her brother wouldn't be able to escape for long, but she'd prayed every night that he would be free for as long as possible. Unlike the emperor, her heart knew compassion. But like him, she knew of pain of being betrayed. To be thrown aside like that -- it had struck a deep chord in her.

The wall outside of her queen's quarters had been a comfort as she pressed her weight into it, closing her eyes and counting to ten in her head. But rather than fear washing over her, all that came was understanding. Understanding that in days, maybe weeks time, her brother would die. It was inevitable now, and disbelief was not a viable option. Heimdall was going to die. He was going to die, and she would never see her little brother again.

No tears fell, but her heart would slowly, like Heimdall would in time, die a painful death.]

[ filter; merlin ]
We need to speak immediately -- in person.

Well, Apollo, Reed, and I have literally just arrived in Camelot. We were detained by soldiers who decided to question us after we crossed the border. Apparently, something about a family of three traveling with a harmless kitten seemed suspect, and were it not for my incredibly calm, smooth-talking husband I might not be writing this at the moment.

The soldiers attempted to take Reed's kitten, Mini-mew. For reasons I cannot even fathom, they deemed a cat no bigger than my outstretched hand to be unsafe. This upset my son, which in turn upset me, and quite frankly I was thisclose to beating someone with my aulos if they didn't give my boy back his damn pet. Thankfully, I happen to be married to an incredible man who knew exactly how to explain that we are of no threat to them, and that if they didn't allow us to leave unmolested the chancellor himself would be hearing about it. (Sorry, Merlin. Consider this you hearing about it.)

Now, if someone could kindly explain what in the five kingdoms is going on I would greatly appreciate it.

Good heavens!

I knew this was

It wasn't good enough.

But

I


[Filter: High Ranks of Camelot]
It's come to my attention that the war has begun. However, it seems Babylon is letting both regions pass by our shared border. This leaves us at great risk for getting caught in the crossfire. There have already been reports of soldiers passing or gun shots heard. We must act urgently. Please respond to this as soon as you are able.

[Filter: Merlin]
Sir, I hate to trouble you. I hope you're feeling well. I feel so useless to you right now but

I miss you no that sounds weird

I miss your advice

Please, if you can, what should I d what can we do?

[His name had been Typhon. He'd been a pretty boy, with dark curls and big brown eyes. His intelligence went far beyond that of his classmates, and he always spoke and acted in a manner far more mature than someone his age should have. That was Typhon. And when Typhon became so ill he couldn't attend school, she had visited with flowers and smiles. For two months, it had been enough.

Until he passed away in the morning. His death took a great toll on every student and staff member, but her most of all. Hathor disliked picking favorites, but if she'd had to choose, he would've been hers.

And so her afternoon following class was met with a bottle of something very strong.]

I CAN SEE THE STARSSS

they are oh so pretty


its hrad to write in the drak

[Filter: Merlin & Morpheus]
You're being talked about. A girl said she saw you together and has been speculating about your...relationship.

I thought you should know.

[Merlin doesn't know who did it, nor does he care why or how- he is thinking how to exploit this to his advantage: by claiming it was an assassination attempt, even if it was not.]

[Filter: Manthing]

i'm not dead

asshole

[Filter: Public]

[the handwriting is sloppy and strained]

To the people of Camelot, it is my duty to inform you that as I was injured by what could've been the attempts of an assassin - Lady Igraine will be taking my place for the time being. I ask you all to support her and know that my full trust is on her.

Beloved sister, I thank you for shouldering these responsibilities and know you will exceed all expectations.

[ filter; camelotian high ranks ]
My brother, Chancellor Merlin, has sustained rather serious injuries and will therefore be out of commission for some time. He's told me to relay that he will be alright. In light of this, should there be any questions or concerns, please feel free to direct them to me, and I will provide you with all that I can.

[ filter; merlin ]
How are you feeling today?

[ filter; heimdall ]

[ filter; private ]
I miss you.

( There's a MAN in the well! )
[ooc: set after this]

[Filter: Morpheus]
I don't know why I'm- I know this is-

Merlin isn't well enough to tell you himself, but he was hurt the other day. I found him down a well with a broken wrist. He was pretty out of it. I got him back to the castle and got the doctor. He should be fine with rest...but I don't know what happened. Did he say anything to you about-

I figured you might want to know. If not, then forgive me for my assumption.

So the children brought in a cat they conveniently found. And then they let it out. The little fuck ran throughout the whole damn place, then found me when I was taking a nap and BIT ME. I want to say it stopped there but then it tore into my arm when I tried to swat it away.

WHAT THE HELL?

[Filter: Private]

I can't believe she returned it like a package. And it's still dirty.

FINE. Snails in her drawers next time.

backdated.

( no one would dare to question you )

The trip to Camelot is so close I can practically taste it. For anyone wondering, it tastes like those darling little cucumber sandwiches. Is it odd that I've actually missed them? Regardless, I honestly cannot wait to set foot on Camelotian soil again. I just hope Merlinthey're ready for me and mine.

[filter; family]
Has anyone seen or heard from Syrinx? It's been a few days, and I stopped by her house to bring her a drawing Reed made for her, but there was no answer. Her neighbor said they haven't seen hide nor hair of her either, and nobody seems to know where she could be. I'm worried.

( a person is being deprived of all of their light )

[Filter: Merlin]
I heard something, something big, and I thought you should be the first to know! There's a man in my daddy's pub right now, he says he used to work with your brother Heimdall, and that he saw him here in Camelot.

I've got the man at one of the better tables, I'm trying to get him drunk so he'll stay in case you want to talk to him.

[Filter: Samyaza]
Ooh, do I have a scoop for you, but you didn't hear it from me! A man in Barachiel's is saying he saw Heimdall, and that he's in Camelot! He claims he'd know Heimdall anywhere since they worked together.

The chancellor knows, but he probably won't say anything since we all know what will happen if they find his brother. This. Is huge. Right?

[Filter: Private]

Enjoy being hunted.

[Filter: Public]

To Ryugu-jo and the other regions of Zurvan:

It is my greatest displeasure to have to confirm all rumours of the betrayal of Princess Sigyn, the eldest princess of my region. She has done something that none of us in Ryugu-jo would have thought her capable of in all the years we have known and trusted her. We had a visitor from Camelot a few weeks ago, one who was not an ambassador but still a trusted representative of the Camelot regime. His name is Heimdall. We let him in good faith, we offered the comforts of our home and were to hear him out on what he came to inform us.

And he took one look at our society, spat on it and went after the princess who was engaged to one of our own. To have someone taken from us is insult enough. But for her to go along with it with a clear mind means it damns her as an accomplice to his crime. She is an undesirable now, no longer fit to be looked upon with respect or admiration. Upon apprehension, she will be officially stripped of her title and will be tried for betrayal and failing in her duties. We are disciplined people, something the princess clearly failed to grasp or understand. She holds no respect for her family, her people or duty. No respect for herself either and no care for what will happen while she is selfishly involving herself in some feeling she believes is real and was born within a mere couple of weeks.

The man will also be tried, on our soil and under our rules. Camelotian or not, we are the injured party and we will be the ones to judge him. Camelot have agreed to this, understanding that one man who chose to behave so badly on their behalf is not worth the lives of many innocents, should not be worth the ruin of what they have worked so hard to maintain. We acknowledge their wisdom in this and were very pleased that they understand the extent of our injury.

I will very clearly say this now to my people: commit a crime in another region and expect to pay the price on their soil. However furious I am, I am not seeking to make exceptions here. You will behave, you will represent your region whenever you visit another and you will not shame us as she has. If I hear of a crime committed by one of us in another region, you will be deported to be held accountable in that region.

Though we have long been an area that is self-sustained and prefers no outsider involvement in our affairs, to maintain this sort of lifestyle we must bend some to be sure we receive aid when we must punish those who dare to behave as if they know better. As if our ways are some how unfit. This is not their place to decide and never will be. People of other regions, your own rulers can only instruct you in your behaviour but I would like to think they would agree with me here that you should not aid these two for what they have done. No one should want trouble for the sake of two extremely selfish and foolish people.

Finally, there will be a hefty reward to the ones who lead up to their capture. We know how to be generous when we must be and money would not be the only gift we would offer. Our interest is for them to be captured alive.

Should you have any comment or question to put forth, do so here. I'm well aware those two will be able to read this as well. Let them understand that mercy for them is not going to be in healthy supply, not if the people of this world understand that crimes should not be rewarded.

I feel an addiction to caffeine coming on. I'm starting to get headaches if I don't- If it weren't for all this- It could be worse, I suppose.

[Filter: Merlin]
I've been taking care to-
This might not have been my best idea, but-
About the other morning when you...No. It's probably better to pretend I didn't see anything

I've observed that you seem to be low on alcohol. Should I see to that while I'm doing my usual duties or will you be fine with what you have? Which is to say, will you be resorting to drinking more than you can handle again any time soon?

I've been keeping an eye on things as you asked, but it seems we've both been busy, so I didn't have time to tell you that he sent a telegram home the other day.

And I left some sandwiches for you...in case you hadn't found them.

[Filter: Mnemosyne]
I never told you how much I miss

[Filter: Hades]
I hope we're at least sharing the distress here.

[Filter: Ryujin]
Your grace, is there anything else you need me to do here?

[Filter: Merlin]

I want to be clear about something.

It seems things are looking good on the eventual travel front. Reed is looking forward to visiting Camelot and his favorite 'uncle' almost as much as I am. The only snag we've run into so far is that he wants to bring Mini Mew, and I'm not sure how well the kitten will behave during the trip. I suppose there's only one way to find out since he's decided he's not going without his best friend.

I'd say I have no idea where my boy gets his stubbornness from, but that would be a lie and I've been trying to teach him the joys of honesty. I think he's a little too honest, though. It's made for some funny moments, like when he asked our overweight neighbor when her baby was due, which had her turning a few impressive shades of red. I had to apologize while trying not to laugh, which is harder than it sounds.

[Filter: Family]
If it works for everyone, I think we should try and leave for Camelot by mid-July.

[Filter: Apollo]
Will you be coming to Camelot with us?

I seem to have acquired a rabbit. Actually, I really like it, but


[Filter: Merlin]
Should I name it?

Thank you again, sir!


[Filter: Gwynevere]
howdidthetalkgohowdiditgodidyou

Your Majesty, how do you fair? Is everything well?

Just me or everyone seems a bit on edge? No, not an impression.

Good season to travel? Yes, no, maybe? And I'm not adding this as an excuse to go serve with the army as a healer. With my luck, they'd think I could do more than shoot myself in the foot and give me a gun.

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.

[Filter: Private]
I guess this is the part where I make up some drivel to talk about. How exciting. Things are likely to only get worse.

[Filter: Public]
I'm glad for the extensive library my parents provided for the lulls. Who am I kidding? There aren't lulls. Not recently
The weather- No, not that either

I'm glad to have gotten to spend some time in my library. It wasn't nearly as long as I wanted, but it's more than it's been for a while.

[Filter: Daphne]
How are the soldiers doing? Worth anything or do they need a sound whipping?

Does anyone know any good bedtime stories??

[Filter: Hades]
You must be busy.

[Filter: Gwynevere]

The ambassador wishes to speak to you directly, my queen. I have done what I can to soften the situation, but the Ryugunese...are difficult.

Exciting things have been happening in my house. Well, exciting if you count bribing a child to stop asking certain questions to be worth noting... and yes, in case anyone is wondering, a kitten is a perfect bribe for a seven year old boy. He's quite thrilled with his new responsibility -- now known as 'Mini Mew', because he gets his penchant for naming things from his mother -- and has decided that he's going to own a kitten farm when he grows up.

Now if I could just get him to pay attention during his flute lessons, I'd have a perfect child. Although, he has been getting better. Soon, he'll be old enough to stay awake for our shows, and then maybe he can even show off a bit. That reminds me, I should practice a little more for tonight. I've got a new piece I'll be trying out that I hope goes over well. We'll have to see.

[Filter: Family]

They want Heimdall's head on a stick. To put it mildly. Nothing else will do.

[Filter: Morpheus]

Care to join me for a walk, Ambassador? Perhaps we can discuss some things further now that you're more settled.

[Filter: Ra]

How is his cranky Excellency doing?