YouTube video, taken somewhere in the Gulf of Mexico:

"...hey, did you see that? Is that a shark or something? What is--"

...Coast Guard is calling off the search for three boaters who have been missing since...

California State Police are asking for the public's help in searching for this hiker, who was last seen on January 27th heading towards...

"...what is your emergen--"
"It's huge! This thing is [expletive] huge!"
"Sir, calm down--"
"This [garbled]! It's [garbled] my car! Oh God, help!"
"What is your location, sir?"
[garbled unidentifiable noises]
"Sir?"

...saw this in the sky near Nickel Creek; apologies for the condition of...
...ya this looks shopped, i can tell by the pixels and from...
...yeah well your mom's shopped, lolol...
...no this is legit, I saw it too near Yurok and...

...state wildlife officials have declined to comment on exactly what type of creature... unconfirmed reports that the wounds on the victims' bodies do not match those made by a bear or mountain lion... visitors to the park are urged to take cautions and avoid...

"...this giant creature in the Gulf of Mexico is quite clearly the product of unrestrained climate change, and--"
"Oh, that's such bull[censored]! You know who it is? It's those gods that came back-- everything's gone wrong since they showed up, and I'll bet you anything that they're behind this too!"
"Now, come on, there's no proof of that!"
"Oh yeah?! Look at the history books sometime; look at that Triton guy! Calling up all kinds of sea monsters-- this is just a page out of his playbook, and you're just too scared to admit it!"
"But what's the point? Why would he want..."

I must say, godlings. You're getting entirely too complacent. Too comfortable. Even altering your powers has done little.

I think I know what you're missing. What you've been craving. A good antagonist! An excuse to fight and shed and spill blood. Need I find your oldest enemies again? Consider it done. Give them a few days before they choose to show themselves properly, but I'm sure you'll know what to do.



((Corruption will not reply further, but feel free to do some IC plotting!))

I must say that I'm not usually one for headgear, but this tiara I found... well, not only do I think I look rather au courant in it, but it feels most pleasurable to wear as well. I could get rather used to this.

Now if I could only figure out the answer to 48/2(9+3)...

Godlings. So many of you. So good to see you working in harmony in these days. You are discovering yourselves, but you mustn't remain insular. You must know each other as well. Whether in amity or enmity, it is imperative to know well each other's strengths and weaknesses. Know what it means to walk in their shoes. Tomorrow at dawn, sweet children, you will find a greater understanding of your fellows. Use your newfound knowledge with care.

We will be watching.



((Gaia will make no further response, but everyone is welcome to post ICly below with reactions/ideas/what-have-you))

I will make this brief. I do not know whom you people believe you are, but know this: I have influential friends, substantial resources, and a vindictive streak a mile wide. I will find you and will find a way to make you suffer for this bothersome inconvenience if you do not cease immediately. Consider this your only warning.

Okay, the first hour of this was cute, but really do you know how hard it is to tell your commanding officer you were late to a drill because you had to answer an email? Thanks for the K.P. Duty. What is this anyway, some kind of joke?

I know this is short notice and I'm very sorry about this. I feel like a complete jerk. But I wanted to let you all know that I've accepted a job out in Washington. I'll be moving out there before the new school year starts.

I'm sorry. I don't want to leave you all but it happened so fast and I have to.

I'm going to miss seeing Meri all the time. She's amazing and she's going to grow into a independent woman before I know it. I promise to visit as much as I can.

Circumstances have arisen, godlings. I need you up to the challenge.

Shadows have moved and struck in the dark. We were unable to catch them before it was too late. The ones responsible are known as the Sluagh. This was not our doing, and we will exact our punishments, of that you can be certain.

The realm beyond the Veil is not one we touch, however. The Courtly Queens must lead this chase. You do not need me to tell how vitally important is that we get them all back. Do not lose yourselves in the process.

Mason, is it? Anubis? The Real Wife's Kid

This is Tara Davison. Astarte. One of the Consolation Prize Wives

Just thought, now that I'm available, I'd drop a line and say hi.

Do you think it would be okay if I came by to visit/meet you and Seth and Meri at some point soon? With us all being in NYC, I figure it should be easy enough and Bastet has told me enough about Meri that I would really like to pay my respects to the Goddess of Progress.

I promise to shave so you don't have flashbacks to the bearded dwarf thing.

So... OK. Keep checking on our place. Found something. Looks like... maybe a keyhole of some kind? Kinda looks wadjet-shaped. So... yeah. Might be needing that.

Oh, and Bes? Simba says he approves of your new mate. Thinks she'll be able to provide you with plenty of kittens.

Oh, now this isn't even fair. Just found out today that the army is doing a two-week mandatory officer training camp thing. In California. Over Valentine's Day. And, of course, significant others aren't allowed to come...

Most persistent spam ever I'm assuming that this isn't for a Viagra support group How the hell do you do this?

Hello. I got tired of deleting the email from my inbox and this seemed to be the only way to get it to stop. I'm not entirely sure what comes next but I hope it doesn't result in more random emails from mysterious sources. Is there a next step to this or am I free to reclaim my internet connection again?

So, while I'm on this fucking suspension, been helping out the cat with your issue. Fuck, y'all. All y'all's dealing in some serious shit.

So.... Sisters...

Mel, how did Triton like his fish? And how did your... other meeting go?

And Athena! Did our Sea Prince make a good impression on your father?

[She waits calmly while it rings, keeping a watchful eye on the twins]

Excuse me, you're an engineer, correct? I was wondering if I might put your innovation skills to work, please.

Son of a motherfucking bitch. Fucking flash mob tried to melee me. 'Bout 20 people. Some shit like that. Fucking tried to maul me. Stupid bitches. Ain't they got enough fucking sense not to take on a professional prizefighter?

I won. Got beat up some, but I kicked their fucking asses to the goddamn pavement.

[Filter: Egyptians]

For the record? Breaking into zoo labs is not my favorite thing to do. All those snakes. Not to my liking.

But, mission accomplished. I have the scale. Where do we want to keep it?

Melpomene--Paean told me the news. He's got you set up to come in for an appointment at two on Friday. I don't suggest trying to get out of it. You know how he can be.

Something tells me that Melpomene isn't the only one with a bun in the proverbial oven. All things considered, we should probably have the numbers on record, in case the Anti-Godling squads come looking for us. How many of you ladies are also expecting?