mythopoeics

[ ooc: Back in New York City ]

( Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts. )

yOU caN'T hiDe fROm mE



THey'Re COminG fOR yoU


[ooc: the minions have been divided among the four cities. feel free to get stalked/hunted down and so forth, godlings. and remember to reply here for organization!]

thEy mAy bE RIGHt aNd yOU wiLL NOt coME bACk. Do YOU reAllY wAnT tO rIsK iT alL? yOu aRE ALL weaK WEAK.

You cannot win.

You cannot win.

You cannot win.

yOU cAnNot wIn

You cannot win.


yOU cAnNot wIn

pRay WiLL nOt sAVe yOu NOw.

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]