mythopoeics

The women of this age garner such little respect, it's a wonder we are allowed to breathe the same air as a man. Even a career woman like myself can only hope her male coworkers will not judge her abilities based solely on the fact she does not share the same anatomy. A woman is not welcome in university. A woman is not welcome in a man's profession. A woman is expected to be at home, cooking, cleaning, and tending to the man's every need.

I will crush all of their expectations.

{FILTERED TO FAMILY]
I'm alright. Just got a few scratches from some flying glass. This sort of violence is much more my style. Less following orders. Laying low for a bit.
[/FILTERED]

[FILTERED TO EUTERPE]
Don't go into the office tomorrow. Day off with pay. You see anyone following you, you let me know and I'll take care of it.
[/FILTERED]

I think I'm adjusting to this era rather nicely. Not saying I want to stick around but at least I get to do something that resembles my job back home. Also, I'm not married to Athena someone I don't care about and my kids are here. That puts it easily above some of the other places.

[FILTERED PRIVATE]
Never really considered myself the sort to like a mob job. Something to consider if we ever get home.

[ filter; siblings ]

The guy I was married to in Zurvan? He's here. And he's a neighbor. I might be containing myself not to shoot him every time I leave for practice.

Which is totally normal. And ilegal.

[ filter; greeks ]
I neglected to mention it earlier, but it appears the firm I work with is now called Iriy & Gates. I don't think it's coincidence.

[Filter; Siblings]
How are all of you?

[Filter; Artemis]
Where are you?

[Filter; Gabriel]
You had a kid with my wife. YOU. Also, Troilus is supposed to hate me. We are not supposed to be brothers and I am not supposed to be worried about the fact that I haven't heard from him but I am.

Knowing doesn't make anything easier or less terrifying. I don't want to wake up back home and miss a kid that wasn't mine and women who never loved me

This place is a load of fucking bullshit. Married to Athena. It couldn't even be a sibling I can tolerate? Or one who is fun to pick on? Forced to sneak around with the woman I actually love because of some fucked up family duty. Bullfuckingshit. I am done with that

At least there is a war going on. War I can do. Maybe she'll get lucky and I'll make her a widow.

I may have remembered myself, but here I have a duty. I will not forget it. This region is still my region. My duty will not be abandoned because of my memories.

[ filter; sisters ]
I'm married to Ares.

Contain your laughter.

I HATE ALL YOUR MOTHERFUCKERS. Just so we have this out of the way AND WHERE IS MY GODDAMN HUSBAND THAT I DID NOT ASK FOR? ATHENA? ATHENA, WHERE ARE YOU?


Also, is my niece really dead? Fuck. Her parents are going to flip their shit. Maud, MAUD? WHERE ARE YOU? MAGICALLY HEAR ME, MAUD. MAUD. MAUD. MAUD. MAUD.

What, no, I haven't heard of the telephone, FUCK YOU.

[Filter: Eve]

Our sister, whoever she was, is dead. It's likely she wasn't anyone at all, though. We'll know if we ever return. In any case, I'm sure you must have heard by now.

I'll be home to deal with you soon. Don't move.

[Filter: Private]

And maybe I'll let you know who I am then. Perhaps as I pin you down and take away everything that makes you wrong. And Adam, will Adam see you so docile and submissive then? So perfect to put under him and treat like a second-class thing?

I'll ruin you, Eve. I'll drag you into hell and have you remold in the horror and filth all demons come to adore and treasure. And what will your precious fucking husband think then?

[Filter: Public]

And life goes on, it seems.

Can someone here in the Camelotian castle please do something about that little servant? My nerves are being grated here. I rather not have to go on poor terms. Presumptuous of me and I do not care but I imagine if we might actually be stuck here longer than we all would like that we better play nice still with the other regions and whatnot. Rulers are still rulers and servants are still servants.

As if I care. I just want to see him annoyed.

[ 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.

[Filter: Athena]

What are the front reports?

[Filter: Soldiers of Iriy & high ranks]

I know that for a long time a few of us saw this war as a possibility, but it is now a reality. In this following conflict, no death is meaningless, each one is a sacrifice to bring a better future to Iriy, free from the threat of Niflheim.


May God give us the strength to face our enemies and defend out region.

[Filter: Athena]

I'm still not very good at speeches.

[Filter: leaders + high ranks of every region]

I feel it should be known to all that the body was not that of my daughter as rumours say. I have been informed by one of my men that he has spoken to my daughter and she lives. She is just incredibly thoughtless, however, but I suppose that is no grand surprise. The fact there appears to be another woman missing, however, is strange but could be entirely unconnected. Just a point.

Morpheus, please retrieve the body regardless. If she was a Ryugunese woman, we'll still have her properly buried.

Camelot, you have my sympathies on your recent troubles.

[He refrains from saying that the death of one of Heimdall's family members would not have been so bad. The man could care less how that made him sound.]

[It had been slightly belated but he had seen the post and had reacted less than elegantly. Something expensive had been shattered, words highly unpleasant had been spat out and, on his way out of the room, someone had been roughly pushed aside.

His daughter's death belonged to him - if that was her. If. He loathed the mystery and loathed more than if it was not his daughter that she had said nothing at all to assuage the concern. But, then, he knew her to be deeply selfish already and that she was more focused on living out some romantic life with that fucking Camelotian than worrying about the feelings of her father.]

[Filter: Iriyian & Babylonian High Ranks + their leaders (visible to Ryugunese High Ranks)]

If that is my daughter's body, I want I would like to have it. In fact, if it would not be a burden, I would prefer to obtain the body regardless of who it may be. I can send one of my men to examine and return with the body.

Thank you.

[Filter: Fuujin]

Do not come near me until I say so.

[Filter: Sigyn]

If you
No.

[Filter: Mordred]

Old friend.

[Filter: Set]

Marshal, as per our discussion, my army will be moving across the border to engage Niflheim.

[Filter: Eve]

Are you well?


[Filter: Percival]

[Filter: Iriy high ranks]

We will cross the border with Babylon and keep south, until we engage Niflheim.

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.

[The dirty cat in her office had caught her off-guard. Very off-guard. As a woman who was rarely caught in such a state, this was impressive. The thing had tread over her paperwork, her desk, her rug. And the place must have been sprayed with liquid catnip or something, because there was dirt on everything.

The only person who could be responsible was Angrboda. Athena never left her windows open upon leaving, especially not when it was for days with the Czar. This level of disrespect was-- she had no words for it. She felt like her privacy had been violated, her space in which she felt comfort.

Angrboda would soon find the same cat, still dirty and looking for blood, in a box poked with holes sitting on her doorstep.]

[ filter; iriyian soldiers & high-ranks ]
There is no forgiveness for anyone who has wronged us as we've been wronged. War once was simply an option, but now it's become our only solution. We will show no mercy to those who would not return the same courtesy.

[ filter; hera and lilith ]
We'll be in Iriy by tomorrow morning. How has Iriy fared in our absence?

[ filter; ares ]
I'm returning with the Czar in the morning.

[ filter; angrboda ]
Behaving?

[filter; isis]
Chancellor, it is urgent that we speak. Athena, of Iriy.

[filter; angrboda]
Flipped any tables today, sister?


EDIT, AFTER ISIS
[filter; galahad]
I have spoken with the Chancellor, but she must appeal to her Sultan before any decisions can be made.

[Filter: Iriy; high ranks]

Camelot has given no signs of getting involved. Do we know where Babylon stands? There will be no choice but to put a final end to this. Till either me or her is dead

They will move soon, our winters are harsh and we know how to move better in those conditions. However, whatever- whenever - it happens, our response must be swift and decisive.

Drawing them in and then cutting the supply lines when they're too far in. Then we kill them all.

[Filter: Medb]

You should stop this before there is no way back.

It still hurts. It is nice to come home to someone who's missed you. I've named her Terra.

[filter; sisters]
Ares is here.

Moving a business is a clusterfuck of paperwork and a pain in my ass. It's finally done though so thank the fuck for that. Abernathy Securities is open for business here in the great city of New York. Anyway, anyone looking for work, I could use an assistant.

I'm Henry, used to be called Ares. You see a tiny grumpy seven year old running around, that's Alice. Yes, she's always like that. No, it doesn't bother me.

[Athena, without a doubt, felt like shit. Her mind was cloudy when she woke in a white room on her side, blinded by sunlight peeking in through the window. Slim fingers drifted up to feel her cheek, just to test that she was really alive. She had distinctly remembered dying. Euterpe's blade had gone straight through her stomach. Where was the proof of that?

Immediately, she threw off the covers. Her hand slipped beneath the gown to where the sword had pierced her, and there she found a bandage. Without a care, she ripped it away, tracing the stitches there. They felt ugly. Soon she was fingering the bandage on her thigh where she knew she'd nearly bled out.

Later, a nurse would tell her she was jumped in an alleyway on her way home from work. Though Athena knew it wasn't the truth, she nodded and sank into the pillow, feeling inexplicably tired. She'd contact her family eventually, but now wasn't the time. It was time to rest.]

( so give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff... )

I will not kill my sister.

[FILTERED TO GABRIEL]
I'm glad you're my brother in this life.

[When Euterpe dreamed, her dreams had a soundtrack. Music was that much a part of her life, and nothing -- not even Khaos herself -- could seem to change that about her. This time, this place, it was no different -- as she slept a song filled her head like it did every morning, except this time it was chosen by the events around her.

Like it or not, Euterpe was nervous. Sure, Merlin said he'd buy her, but that still meant she'd have to fight. And as a muse, she wasn't much of a fighter. What she needed right now was some good, old-fashioned inspiration -- as a muse she inspired others, but nothing said that couldn't work on herself as well -- and amusingly enough her subconscious must have known that. Why else would she wake up with the training sequence from Mulan stuck in her head, song and all? Clearly, these were words to take to heart, and if anyone noticed Euterpe's training improving little by little and her singing under her breath, then more power to them.]

New training philosophy;

We must be swift as a coursing river,
With all the force of a great typhoon,
With all the strength of a raging fire --
Mysterious as the dark side of the moon...

I'd almost like it here if women weren't considered so lowly. The air dares to suggest there will be excitement.

JuJu, I have someone of yours. Or, rather, I should say she's mine now. Such a beautiful girl with a sharp, wicked mind. If this ends well for me, I may want to continue the relationship. You won't mind, will you?

[filter; visible to all greeks]

It feels as though it's time to do a headcount again. Children, brothers, sisters - who is here? My daughters - it's been far too long since we've had dinner together so pencil me in for Thursday evening. I look a fright but I hope you'll put up with me, nonetheless

[filter; blackwells]

If someone could explain to me why Reza and Dante thought it necessary each to bestow a black eye on me, I would appreciate it greatly.

[So very rarely was Athena emotionally unprepared. But when Erichthonius had shown himself in her living room, she hadn't known how to react. Fortunately she lived alone, allowing for her to react freely within her own home. It reminded her of days past. It had been pleasant.

Now without him, she felt a sort of emptiness she couldn't explain. So she had to go out and do something about it.]

I'm considering a companion type pet, and am unsure if a dog or a cat would be more suitable. Suggestions are welcome.

The best musical moment in cartoon history. However, don't watch if you're afraid of clowns. I really need a gig or something to get me out of this apartment. Right now, I think I'd even take a semi-regular job. I should not have had enough time on my hands to actually seriously contemplate which video to choose.

I'm Jake. Some of you may know me as Apollo. Lazy ass musician and roommate to Gabe.

This is an interesting change. I can't say I ever expected it to happen.

[Filter: Pestilence]

Hey. So... my family is crazy, how are you?

[Filter: Heimdall]

You've been quiet.

[Filter: Athena]

...Thanks.

Anyone here like art? I've got an extra pass to [exhibit at the Met or something] if you're willing to brave the terrors of my company. And the risk of being my accomplice in a minor theft

Also, Freida-Pinto-slash-Rosario-Dawson lookalike, I'll be watching out for you. ♥ Don't let the concrete jungle stop us now.

[Filter: Euterpe]

I'm not much for Glee, but you posted about this song before. Not sure I like that rendition all too much, but the tenor/baritone take is pretty cool. The tenor does a great job. He is also taller, but that is beside the point.

[Filter: Athena]

I'd like to keep my word.

Well, that was fucking annoying. Days spent in a fucking maze, days I could have used to manage my business instead.

But it keeps repeating. It pushes onward, forward without sign of favour coming our way. Some of you believe in a God. Some of you believe in nothing but yourselves. Some of you have no idea of what all this is. What I want to know is why we've all been grouped together now instead of a previous life. Because I know in my previous lives I went through a normal life. As normal as a mortal's can be.

There have to be answers that can be found.

Children, speak to me. Tell me how you fare.

Bring back Zurvan. At least there, a man could die in peace.

( you chewed me up and spit me out )

[ooc: set after their attacks on Wed~]

[filter; sigyn & zeus]
I am sorry to hear about Lena. Katherine, I apologize for becoming separated.

[filter; tristan]
I count five of them. They appear to have no names, however.

[filter; public]
We are not dogs to be hunted.

Grey-eyed Athena, you're still a clever creature. A second catch would have been good but I'll settle for gaining more later.

Come on, godlings. Amaze us with what skills you have left. Show us you have some purpose still.

[The berries in the area were very suspect, but without a great knowledge of what berries were safe and what weren't, Athena didn't see much of an option. With a pocketful of red berries, she'd made her way back to where her camp had been set up, keeping a cautious eye on her surroundings. People seemed to be getting attacked without notice, and protecting oneself with a dingy knife meant that few were going to escape unscathed.

Lost in that thought, she missed the first blade that sailed past, slicing her cheek and a chunk of her hair. She was running before she could remember to breathe, weaving through the trees as the knives sailed past her. When she felt she was in the clear, pain erupted from her upper left thigh as a blade cut through her pants and sliced deep.

She was taking cover behind a tree soon enough, panting hard. Fortunately, all she'd managed to lose was her suit jacket. With blood soaking her pants, and berry juice coming out of her pocket, she took a seat in the leaves and waited.]

( out there a lonely girl could drown )

I was fortunate to escape this mysterious curse that had been set upon you all, but I am curious -- is this the first time it has happened?

Aunt Regina. I believe I promised you afternoon tea. Pencil me in some day this week.

Helen. What the ever-living fuck am I supposed to say to you?

I should say that I was acting out of sorts but I think that would be a most profound lie. Everyone knows I'm a violent, unpleasant man. I will never say it with fucking flowers.

[Zeus has lived many lives. None shall ever equal his first life; his true self. He has always endured, believing fervently that he will be restored to his former glory (that he will restore himself). His death in Zurvan wasn't the most painful death he has experienced but it might be one of the most unnatural. It was not a death that took. It disgusts him that nothing is sacred, not even death. Not even the long, cold sleep.

When he is returned to New York, he learns that his business ventures have proceeded unimpeded. That he has hired and fired two personal assistants. The latest, number three, wears too-short skirts and he fires her, too, having had his way with her over his desk.

It is too easy for him to sleep into his old ways of want-and-take-and-have. These first few days, he is purely selfish. He lives for the sake of living and for the sake of feeling. Nails scraping down his back, rough callused hands, drinking champagne from clever mouths. He needs these things to restore himself. He is a careful man, as a rule, but there are precautions not taken; he is the Father of Gods and Men. What is another bastard child or two?

Finally, emerging from some kind of cocoon of slumber and beautiful women, in a penthouse suite in Boston, he showers and he returns to New York. He is Zeus. He will not be beaten by a fake death (though all the subsequent little deaths have not helped in the least.)

It is time for bravado. It is time to wear the face of Zeus and the substance of Zeus will surely seep back into his veins. He will not be overcome.]

Family, family. It was just a flesh wound.

[filter; sisters & zeus]
[address]
[office number]
[cell number]

Should you ever need me.

Father, are you here?

[filter; children of zeus]
Which of you can see this?

[filter; zeus]
Father?

[Helen always seems fluttery and happy, not serious- perhaps even a fickle ruler. However she upheld the traditions of Ilium with an iron fist. Even if Helen wouldn't wield the axe, she wielded the man holding the axe. And for all her beauty, she was unforgivable and cold. Never forgive, never forget. The wrongs (in her eyes) done to her had to be paid for; if you went up against the queen of Ilium you had best be prepared for everything.

Even so, it was Tristan's behavior that left more than a sour taste in her mouth.

She will not wear an armor, but she does ride with her faction to battle. There is little Helen fears, and she would be lying if she said this bloodshed didn't excite her a little bit.]

[Filter: Those loyal to Helen]

Take no prisoners, except for their leaders. Those I want alive, darlings.

[filter; private]
Something is not right.

[filter; ilium nobles & queen helen]
There is a general unrest in the town. What is the meaning of it?

Was that blood?

Some days, I get why brother's overprotective.

Ilium's too quiet. I guess since everywhere has been getting all the parties, I wouldn't mind seeing something nice around here. Change of pace and everything.

Saw some red-footed falcons today.  They usually stop by Ilium during the spring, when they journey north.

Guess it's coming early this year.  Time to change the crops. Anyone like lettuce?

[Filter: Dad]

Fucked of me to filter to you now that you're gone, I know.  But I'm doing my damnedest by you.  You weren't the king of Glastheim or some shit like that, but you were are my father.

Hope the spring's coming there, too.  Wherever you are.

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!