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[ooc: DRUNK POST. off scene drinking with babs last night!]

I can't find a way out
I want to make one but where? How?
at least the demons made sense


I adjusted the frequency on our comm links for a signal back home and got nothing. I tried
I'm so I don't know what to think. Except that I'm in need of maybe a fifty foot tall Advil because it's all giving me a headache that refuses to go away.

If you’re currently in love raise your hand and don’t be shy because I know I’ll find out eventually anyway. I’m gonna keep track of you all because you’re mine and I’m not letting anyone else have you

So I have apparantly been charged with coming up with a game for the God of War... How? I'm not sure. But it happened. So thoughts? How do I did into this?! I'm thinking a chess game with some of Hephestas' people. But I don't know. this isn't what I do!

I'm a vigilate I'm not an executive for Parker Brothers.

I was half-joking when I asked what we would do when we finally got rid of all the criminals and everything. I never actually thought I would see a place without criminals. And now I have--it makes me restless.

Things we know
We are in a city in the middle of nowhere. Name: unknown. Location: middle of nowhere, not in "the real world"
Someone ("they") chose us to be here--evidently they are gods, including Prometheus and Gaia.
There are buildings with fountains and steps and no one to yell at you. (???) I'll keep this in mind in case I'm seized by the urge to run through fountains.
Apparently we can go back to our families in a few years, when "they" are finished with us.
The gods are trying not to trample on us, whatever that means.
There is a guy calling himself "Eros."
This city is full of people who are "too nice and perfect."
We can't get out unless "they" let us out.



So, why are we here? Any ideas?

....Dad?