mythopoeics

WHO'S BRIGHT IDEA WAS IT TO BRING DINOSAURS TO NEW YORK?

DR. GRANT? ARE YOU HERE? CAN YOU HEAR ME? I NEED YOUR HELP TO NAVIGATE THROUGH THE DIFFICULT STREETS OF DINOSAUR-FILLED NEW YORK! WHY ARE THERE NOT ENOUGH TREES TO CLIMB? WHY?

AGAIN?! UGH! What is this? Also, these dresses are faaaabulous but the way people are treating me, is not. Look, people. I may have girl bits, but I will still set them on fire. I don't think they've realized that yet. Also, I was outside. I CAN USE MY OUTSIDE VOICE OUTSIDE! What is this shenanigans?

[Filter: Angels]
ROLL CALL! ARE WE ALL ALIVE?

Breaking my nose is up there on things I will make you pay for, Khaos.

In other news (ha, I typed nose first), I'm all kinds of angry and stressed.

[Filter: Private]

Any time now, Father. Any time you feel like you can come on down and help us. We have been trying for so long, some longer than others. And with that warning left behind, I'm not going to call it a bluff.

I've a child to think about. Her mother is useless. I've done all I can to prevent her from having Maeve but I don't trust this world to not find a way to send a good girl to a woman like that. My family, my parents here aren't reliable. My brother is a possibility if...he can do it. I could leave her to Kokabiel but if something also happened to him...

I need to be here for her, Father. Help us. Hear me and help us.

I cannot wait for Halloween. IT IS SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE FOR ME TO GO TRICK-OR-TREATING AGAIN! AWESOME!

Also I woke up to children in my bed today because "It's warmer in your bed." I think this is because I have so many blankets. Maybe I need to put more blankets in their room...only it was kind of adorable...so I'm torn.

[Filter: Samyaza]
Want to come with us? Think of how cute their little costumes will be. I'll wear something suitably awesome.

[Filter: Angels]
I'm pretty sure we could stand to have a totally awesome angel dinner party sometime...soonish. Whenever. I need an excuse to see all of your beautiful faces all at the same time and I'm pretty sure this is the best excuse!

Yeah, Zurvan did steal the summer from us and I am very miffed about that. But I feel like while autumn takes away some things but gives back in others way. Yes, autumn itself means no more babes bikinis and all. Unless you go somewhere super warm right now. And, quite frankly, as a single dad and hard working man, I can't. I really can't.

But then you have ladies in cute skirts and leggings and those knit caps. And scarves that give you ideas you want to try to convince her to go along with. And, hey, more layers doesn't have to be a bad thing. It's like unwrapping a present your mother accidentally wrapped three times. Actually, in my case, that was my grandmother but not for any sad reasons. She was just feeling super rushed that Christmas and ended up wrapping the TV remote. A cousin in California got it.

Of course I'm making sense, don't you ruin my stupid logic for me or I'll weep for the loss of summer. On you. I'll find you and weep on you.

[Filter: Gabija]

Oh, former wife! You are definitely going to say yes to this but I'll formally ask since I'm awesome like that and I like you that much: would you like to go on a date?

AH! So...I was procrastinating on my homework last night and Misery was on...but OH MY SWEET ZOMBIE JESUS MONSTERS! Remind me never to watch that...with children in the house again. Fiammetta came into the room JUST AS SHE WAS ABOUT TO FUDGE HIS ANKLES UP...I almost tackled her to the ground to keep her from seeing, but then I decided picking her up and running out of the room was just as effective.

Also...that part is really uncomfortable, so I'm sort of glad I had a reason to GET OUT OF THAT ROOM!

Note to self: Only disney movies from now on. ONLY DISNEY MOVIES. Also I need to find old cartoons on dvd so that they can watch them...and not watch all these LAME AS HELL cartoons. I must save them!

Home sweet awkward home. SAMYAZA! I woke up to the sounds of crying only to fall right out of my bed...and realize that I'm in my house in New York again, which left me a little confused...because I didn't LEAVE with any small children that are young enough to cry. LONG STORY SHORT, I HAVE NEW SIBLINGS THAT I AM PRETTY SURE I DIDN'T HAVE BEFORE BUT I HAVE APPARENTLY HAD FOR A WHILE AND IF YOU CAN GUESS THEIR NAMES, I'LL GIVE YOU...umm...A GOLD STAR!

FOR THE LOVE OF JESUS! On that note, I'm raiding the wine. I think I both need and deserve it.

I am in some serious need of cocoa with marshmallows. Also cookies. Also also...nachos. Uggghhh. This is all Mary's fault with her talk of pizza and cheesecake. Samyazaaaaaaaaa come make me foooooood. Please? Pretty please? I will pout until you do I'm sleepyyy.

I'll make you dinner sometime to make up for it, okay?

[ filter; all angels ]
We are being toyed with once again.

[ filter; gabija & mordred ]
Despite the circumstances, I still consider you family.

[ filter; troilus & aeneas* ]
Where are the both of you?

[ filter; morgan ]
Tell me you're alright.

[ filter; death ]


[ ooc: he's not aware troilus is gone, sob ]

[Private]
I'm not freaking out. I'm not. I'm totally not freaking out right now. No, indeed. Oh, jesus fuck. I'm married...with CHILDREN. Which...well, that's not the disconcerting part, is it, Gabija? No. No, it isn't. The disconcerting part is who I married. Oh goodness. At least here I'm not insanely younger.

For fuck's sake. I'm married to an angel. Which would probably be praise if he ever saw this. Because he's secretly a demon...and a brat. And somehow this doesn't bother me. Dammit.

[Public]
My head hurts. Also...what the fucking fuck hell is going on right now? I need cupcakes. Fuujin, you can help me eat them...only I don't know where you are

[Filter: Camelotian High Ranks + Mordred; visible to Pheme + Artemis]

I have been approached by a young woman whose identity I don't wish to reveal right now. But what she has told me is a matter I wish to publish immediately. That our borders have been crossed, that our people are being slaughtered by Niflheimian forces on order of their Marshal. Innocent people who have had nothing to do with their war, defenseless people whose only crime was that the saw someone who shouldn't have been on our land.

This woman was very brave and strong. She's also pregnant right now and had a small child with her when she was found by a soldier who aided her. That man saved her life and that of her children and was, from what I have gathered from her, a Camelotian. He is a hero to us even if he is part of the army of Niflheim, going as far as to guide her out of the area a small way.

We need to find out what happened to him. We need to protect him if he has been caught. I say we even as a humble businessman because I'm as Camelotian as you. The people must rise, must shout and must be heard. The Niflheimian army will not get away with these war crimes and they will not be able to hide or kill the man named Cù Sìth if everyone knows about this. Otherwise, they risk turning him into a martyr, only for others to rise more strongly for the beliefs he died for.

I want to be able to work with you in releasing this information to the public but I ask of you to come to a decision soon. Our people are dying as we speak. This cannot be allowed. The people must know now.

So those soldiers that girl was talking about... I don't like this Samyaza, if we die, I swear-

I need to find indoors activities for the children. Unless I can see them every second when I'm outside Coloring has apparently lost its appeal. I don't know if I trust them with paint, though. Knowing them, it'll end up all over them, the floor, the walls, and me. Fiammetta doesn't quite understand hide and seek. Perhaps blocks.

[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] )

I think I ate too many cupcakes. Ow, my stomach. I think I'm going to be sick

If I die, please bury me with cupcakes...even though they've betrayed me.

Well, you don't see something like that every day...

[Filtered AWAY from ALL high ranks and soldiers]

Oh.

My.

Word.

So... I went to go visit the chancellor of Camelot, because I'm totally a concerned citizen and I wanted to bring a 'get well basket' from my parents to him and give him my best wishes, and when I snuck got to his room you'll never guess what I saw!

There was a man curled up in a chair just watching the chancellor! The man was pale, had weird and stupid curly hair, and I could hear him speaking in a strange accent! I didn't catch what he was saying because I didn't go in the room; I didn't want to be rude; but from where I was standing it totally looked like he and the chancellor were being intimate.

...does this mean the chancellor is somehow in cahoots with one of the enemies? I think the accent was Ryugu-jo-ian, but I'm not sure. I ran before they could spot me.

WHAT DOES IT MEAN?

[The paper had put out an article just two days ago. Samyaza had certainly paid Pheme for her good find, had witnessed some of the reactions in the office and interest due to the possibility of reward. The buzz it had created before the paper was sent out gave Samyaza a high he hadn't felt in a while.

He didn't necessarily like chaos but there was an appeal in sometimes stirring the pot. Going after one's desires instead of being the such good boy all the time. Besides, he was being so very helpful if this lead to the capture of Heimdall and Sigyn. Right~?]

There are times I forget what a thoughtful soul I can be. And then I remind myself and all is well.

[Filter: Gabija]

Wifeling, let me take you out to buy you a new dress. You can model it for me. ♥

[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?

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.

This house is a mess. Ugh cleaning

Apparently today is 'be a clumsy mess and run into the corner of every sharp surface' day. My poor hips At least it hasn't resulted in any serious injury if you don't count the cut on my knee but that's nothing I can't take care of.

[Filter: Samyaza]
Just so you know, Évariste and Fiammetta are in time out. Don't let them trick you with cute smiles.

I also mentioned to Uriel that we might visit. Did you want to visit, too or would work get in the way? I haven't decided when yet.

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.

[Filter: ALL Angels]

Alive. Sorry for not saying anything earlier. It's been ... a rough couple of days. Don't want to talk about it. Not now. Just need to spend a few days in a church, wondering what our Father is doing while we're being

[Filter: Uriel]

You're ok?

[Filter: Gabija]

Don't tell me you came and saw that. Your brother should have told you to stay home during the games.

[So his opponent would be an archangel. And not just any but Uriel. How the hell was he going to manage to make sure all would end well with this? No, it wasn't his responsibility but he wanted to try. For the Grigori, for the archangels that were around.

For him and and even their Father. He was the infamous rebel, a being that enjoyed triggering a little chaos now and then but chaos had come and some order would do.]

[Filter: Uriel]

Whatever happens, I will never hold it against you, brother. I know you're a man who fights clean and well. I rather it be you than anyone else anyway. It might be better this way if I fall.

Note the 'if'. I do have my pride. ♥ God help us, please.

SAMMY THE HELL ARE YOU?

There's something familiar about this whole thing.

I should get married when I get back. Or adopt. I vote on adoption.

So this is a new place I've never seen before. Not the city, no, I've lived here for the past ten years. Yes, it took me this long to find this little community. I suppose I should introduce myself hm?

I had the most spectacular day today. On my way from work I was crossing the street when I was hit by a reckless driver. I toppled over, rolled over his car before landing. The woman was kind enough to check on me, but I think she got a little scared when she saw that I was fine. Then she started carrying on about how God must be looking out for me. Ha, how amusing, God looks out for me, a small time business man, but turns his backs on those who really need him.

Anyway, so that wasn't the second time I've been hit by a car. The first time happened five years ago, and boy was that fun! Don't get any ideas though, I may be practically indestructible, but that doesn't mean I need all of you running me over with your cars.

Or actually, please do. I think it would be hilarious!

[Filtered to the angels, the fallen, grigori, and the demons]

glub glub glub
I want lobster, I want crabs, I want fishes
please deliver

glub glub glub.
I want octopus, I want squid, and some whale would be nice
glub glub glub.

Kidding!

I HAVE AN IMPORTANT REQUEST!! I NEED ALL THE ANGEL DUDES! ANGELS AND PEOPLE WHO KNOW MY BROTHER (ED D'ORSAY FOR ALL YOU PEOPLE) TO TALK TO ME RIGHT THIS MOMENT AND TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOURSELVES! Coooome to meeee! I require your friendship (except Gabe, cause I already stole his friendship)! And all embarrassing information you have on my brother. Please and thank you!!

Alsoooo! I found this when I was browsing through stuff today and it made me laugh.

Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya..

Actually it's Nate. Though some know me as Gabriel. I'm a Leo; I like average walks through the city, traveling, talking for hours on end, and I will eat anything you put in front of me that has an unhealthy amount of sugar. So what's the buzz, tell me what's happening?

Who do I know, who don't I know, who should I know? Talk to me, Goose!

[Work had devoured him for over a month. The two months he had spent away with some shadow of himself in his place didn't mean he felt entirely familiar with how things had gone. He had played catch-up silently, claiming he had been overworked and needed to adjust himself for the upcoming months.

And then the new game began to ruin his hard work. The-One-That-Got-Away showed on the morning of the twenty-fifth, apologetic and as beautiful as he remembered her. Golden-skinned and artfully twisted dark hair, a sultry voice to make a man drop to his knees (and he had - long ago). At first, he tried to throw her out (or, rather, off the balcony) but she couldn't seem to leave. So he cast her into a spare bedroom and locked it, heading to work immediately. There he saw the posts of confusion and realization struck. He came home and sent Maeve out, telling her to go stay with his twin a while.

It was the twenty-seventh's afternoon and he'd just now freed himself from the bedroom.]

[Filter: Archangels & Grigori (minus Samael)]

I think I have a problem.

[filter; eve]
It occurs to me that we missed your mother's service because of the maze. I'd like to pay my respects if that would be possible.

[filter; angels]
You are all well?

After it all, I'm fucking glad to be out of there.

It's Easter. Brothers, I am going to St Thomas' on 5th. I fucking need something constant-

All I need is Dionysus, some things to chase, and a couple pints, and I'd be gold Can't say that outloud So I've yet to be snatched by any pretty ladies. Why is that?

[Filter: Samyaza]
If the offer still stands, I'll take you up on that drink.

I found a bunny in my trousers this morning!

I've decided to keep him. He looks rather angelic, all fluffy and white. Now which angel should I name him after, hmmm?

[filter; death & nanna]
I know we haven't spoken since we returned, but I hope you're all right, my darlings~ I will still think of you both as my sisters.

[filter; samyaza & kokabiel]
Brothers~

I need your opinion.

Online dating. Y/N?

I turned my son's children's Bible into a guinea pig yesterday. Which everyone else here seems to be going through. Maybe I'm not as crazy as I think I am. I had no idea how to explain that to my wife, but I figured, hey, kid seems to like the thing. Might as well let him keep it as a pet.

About time he moved on to a bona fide Bible, anyway.

Moving on, a good friend once told me that "Awkwardness is a choice". So here's me making the conscious effort to not be awkward by introducing myself. Name's Édouard d'Orsay. And, yes, that d'Orsay, which, as the result of my dad's genius, I can't help being a little proud of.

[Filter: Private]

Dear God,

I wish Samael had croaked. Father, why don't love you me? Is it because of the women? The rebellion? Ishatar? You had to see all that coming, though.

Oh well. Maybe next time.

Love,
Sammy

P.S. Maeve says hi. ♥

[Filter: Public]

It is something perfect today. Next clear and sunny day, I vote for some bonding time with old family and new. Also would do me a world of good to get fresh air when I can. Next Thursday's looking good so far. Y/N/M?

That aside, I'm just going to take it upon myself to inquire if folks are settling in alright now.

[filter; kokabiel and samyaza, visible to euterpe]
One day I will have both of you over for dinner, when it best suits you.

[filter; public]
I feel relieved to be back home.

As soon as he was aware he was home, he was out of bed and had burst into Maeve's room. Not surprisingly, the girl was up, her fingers sticky from having stolen chocolate frosting from the fridge. There was some lie or outburst on her tongue, one that would have alerted the staff but Samyaza didn't give her the chance to make a sound. She was swept up into his arms and nearly crushed.

His Maeve. Yes, he would lose her like he had lost others after each reincarnation but did that make her unworthy of his affection? She was a piece of him, his daughter. All his children mattered to him.

This was where he belonged. Where he always would. Everyone else could wait a while. He had a daughter to really spoil.

Worse happened. I'm not going to stress over the subject. I have a house, I have family and I'm comfortable. What will happen from now, will happen. Though I miss practicing law, it was much better than dealing with greedy merchants and every other issue they bring with them into the business table.

[ filter; samyaza ]

I know she is not mine. Literally. Brian is but Maeve... How awful would it be to request to keep seeing her anyway?

[ / ]

( but never take advice from someone who just admitted to being devious, who just confessed to treason )

[filter; all angels]
Brothers, are you all safe?

[filter; public]
It seems we've once again been tested.

[Samael is a big man and a strong man and, despite Leukothoe's undoubted skills as an assassin, he survives.

When he opens his eyes, he thinks to tell the community of the strange dream he had in which he was a prince in a very foreign land who got stabbed for no good reason. When he opens his eyes, he sees that he's lying in a large four-poster bed, with a bandage wrapped around his torso.

He scrambles for his journal, which fucking exists, and, holy fuck, all the memories-]

WHAT THE EVER-LIVING FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?

Dear. Dad. In Heaven.

I got kids again. And I'm a soldier again. Is this some kind of pseudo-way to get my fallen-angelic little life back?

Because if so, I'm not completely against it.

Missing my brothers though.

What the devil is going on?

All this drama~ is bad for my line of business. There's only so much a man can do for all those frown lines.

[filter; death & nanna]
Please tell me you're safe, sisters.

I've heard of the fires in Glastheim. Is it true? Have they been extinguished? They already lost their last king

My merry band of musicians at The Damned Watcher will be joined by my friend Euterpe, who hails from the beautiful Camlann. But we will also be performing just her and I. Euterpe is a wonderful musician, and everyone should come hear her play. How often do we get musicians from other lands?

There is something else I would like to bring up. Someone is missing. His name is Kokabiel, and his hair is fair. He is handsome and prone to laughter. Has anyone seen him?

[written in a little later] Samyaza, look down.

[filter; raven]
It's been some time. Come to the tavern some night?

Ladies of Mictlan. No. Ladies of the world.

What is your ideal man? Not what you have and don't give me names but, in words, paint me a picture. Dark-haired, fair-haired - red-haired (the gingers, oh the gingers!) - well-tanned, scruffy, clean-shaven? Light-eyed, dark-eyed, tall, average height, slender, muscular, sensitive, arrogant, as stubborn as a mule, blah blah blah. Fill it in yourselves, lovelies. Could you be swayed to consider another type? Are you very firm on what you want?

Don't start with the questions, just give me answers. Just my ex-wife will be allowed to question me. In private. While straddling my knee. And only then may she question me.

HONEYBUNMUFFINSWEETDESSERTTHING, DON'T LET THE KIDS READ THIS!

I think it may be time to spread my wings and fly to another city. It seems unfair to keep only one region of Zurvan on the pulse of true aesthetics. Where oh where shall I go~

how intrestin, this book here. were like monkees on display

[filter: mictlan faction] [writing is slow and careful, with pauses for referencing a dictionary or thesaurus.]

Glastheim loses a wise king and gains a foreign idiot. I do not know if I should laugh or cry.

Anyway, I will endear myself into the queenling's good graces. For your information, should the need arise.

I hear there's a tavern in Mictlan that got an extra shipment of ale from Camlann. Special brew, as a favour to me. It's going to be served tonight. Sweet-faced wenches are going to be pink-cheeked,smiling and ready to keep your tankards full.

And you know the finest voice in all of Zurvan's going to be here. But lay a wrong hand on her and I'll make you suffer like no one's ever known before.[gone]

Get your asses in my tavern.

[Filter: Family (siblings, ex-wife, etc)]

If I get drunk, please make sure I don't go to bed with someone I'll regret waking up next to. Please. You all love me, right?


Right?

BOSS IF YOU ARE HERE, DON'T ANSWER. I'M WORKING HONEST AND EVERYTHING.

If you aren't, no, I'm not. But in my defence, freaking barracks are emptier than a tavern before six in the morning.

TELL ME, MY PEOPLE. WHO ARE YOU ALL?

(as long as you're not one of the exes and kids, if you're here, back to study and being responsible, don't be like daddy :( - > that is a frowny face. See it as a frowny face.)

Kokabiel's the name, Glastheim's the place and I'm bored. Can I skip work and still get paid?

And people are just depressed which I get but oh boy, it's bloody well, depressing.

A year since I brought you all to me, a year. It is time we met face to face, Godlings. My name is Khaos and your lives will be ending shortly. And most assuredly painfully.

What did you think, that everything was just a coincidence? There are none. You're mine, all of you. Bending, breaking, twisting beneath my will and desires. You feed me and I keep you from becoming nothing.

Did you like my friends? Those who have been watching you alongside me? Your arrogance brought your downfall before little ones. It will soon end and you will be nothing- not gods, not mortals, no souls- nothing but forgotten stories the mortals tell poorly.

Good-bye.



[ooc: remember to direct any ooc questions & the like here]

I HAD A TERRIBLE MORNING. :( Six hours. Six hours of torture. I only had my hand. And now all these towels[gone]

I need a hug. And assurance. And cookies. Maybe in that order.



Probably need some pants before that.