mythopoeics

[She'd refrained from reaching out while locked in the asylum partly because she was horrified at what she had been accused of. All of it had been a lie, she knew it and yet it struck a nerve. Was she really that irredeemable even in the eyes of a crazy goddess? She knew what she had done was beyond wrong. Little could make up for it. But she had been trying and wasn't the forgiveness of the man she had fooled something?

In her heart, she knew it wasn't. It was baffling how Galahad had been born from such sin, between two terrible people but God was funny like that. But she needed to state something, just to give herself breathing space.]

Don't call, don't visit. Let me have a week to myself, please.

[ filter; elaine ]
Hey, what time are you most busy at? I want to swing by your work, but I don't wanna bother you when you're busy.

[ filter; echo ]
How's life going? And the new job?

[ filter; galahad ]
My schedule changed to afternoon shifts, so if you ever want to come by, just let yourself in whenever.

[ filter; elaine ]
Come over tomorrow. We need to talk, because I'm not doing this shit online.

[ filter; family ]
Just checking in.

[ filter; mordred ]
Busy tonight?

It's wet and kind of blah out. And I really want pizza tonight but pizza alone is a little depressing.

MORGAN, WHERE ARE YOU?

[Filter: Private]

Ask about Ch
Well, does he want to you ask? And what are you going to do, Elaine? Just be his mother? Like he probably won't be confused enough by some strange lady in his life.

SOMEONE, QUICK, DROP THE ANSWER IN MY LAP.

[Filter: Agravaine]

Don't be an ass but I want to ask you your opinion. Because I'm trying not to screw this up.

[Filter: Aeneas]

I NEED A WISE MAN IN MY LIFE. HELP.

What is it about moving someplace new that brings out the interior decorator in all of us? If it wasn't for IKEA being so inexpensive I'd probably never eat again. Thankfully, I was able to furnish my portion of the house I share with my brother without breaking my budget, and I got some lovely meatballs and a cinnamon bun for dessert to boot.

Now, if I could only find someone to help me put together all this furniture. I'd ask my brother but he's always so busy and I wouldn't want to listen to him go on about how 'of course I needed his help'. I'm sure I'll be hearing that anyway, but still...

( problems and problems )

[ filter; freyja ]

The girl. Our girl. They threw her here.

[ / ]

[ filter; elaine & visible to Aphrodite ]

There'll be a new addition to the house. Don't freak out.

[ / ]

Got back home in one piece. Random notice.

[ filter; pheme ]
Don't poke the kid.

[ filter; elaine ]
I've We've got a serious fucking problem.

[ filter; family ]
So my fucking kid from Zurvan is here. In my fucking apartment. He was in my bed.

For the record, if and when we go back, I'm going to have a lot of pizza. I miss New Yorker pizza. And New York cheesecake. And Nathan's Famous hot dogs. And bagels.

Oh hell, I'm starving again.

[Filter: Agravaine]

I don't know what you're doing or where you are or very much else like if you are even alive. But if and when this ridiculous war ends, you can come it's fine if you I don't care if the childr I give you permission to come back and stay here for however long you like. I won't be a horrible person about it even if you're a horrible person about everything. Although you used to be better so I imagine you have a soul somewhere. Or maybe you just strangled it and left it to die somewhere when you knew who you were.

I suppose if you are reading this that it would be nice for Mordred and the rest of your family if you also don't die. So don't. They'd appreciate that, I'm sure. So be considerate of someone for once.

[ filter; raven & hyacinth ]
Hey. You two remember as well?

[ filter; elaine ]
I read you're married to

I'm sorry.

( [cut to save your friends page] )

[ooc; yes, Pheme glued glitter to the page. deal with it.]

[Filter: Galahad]

Baby, I love you, I do, but mommy's going to lose her mind now. Look away. LOOK AWAY.

[Filter: Public]

I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO COPE WITH THIS RIGHT NOW
I AM MARRIED TO A MAN WHO DOES NOT LIKE ME BUT LLIKED ME
I HAVE TWO CHILDREN
THREE IF I DO NOT GO HOME SOON


WHAT IF I GO HOME LIKE THIS? OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD




I can't even DRINK. This is hell. This is hell, isn't it? Trying to breathe now. BREATHING NOW. ALL THE BREATHING TECHNIQUES. ALL OF THEM.

[ filtered from kokabiel ]
So, here's a question: you get married in one place, then you wake up and realize the whole thing was never real to begin with. Do you carry on? Do you keep loving that person, or do you pack up your bags and say sayonara?

[The leaks from the Camelotian newspapers about what a Niflheimian solder had done couldn't be missed. About what he's done, what he'd been ordered to do by the Marshal. Of course many argued in Niflheim that of course a traitor would smear their name but then why would Camelot's government allow such things? Why would reports of that woman Igraine addressing the region come in support of what that soldier said? Some continued to defend the army and others soon began to judge and grow wary.

Elaine didn't want to believe it and at the same time didn't question it. Some denial, she had thought, might do her some good and keep her sane. And for a stretch of time, she kept it out of her journal and tried to shield the children but it was all for nothing because children could be worse than the adults. Mary had been taunted by the daughter of a woman she had over for tea and she had reacted in typical Elaine fashion. That meant the tea had been spilled and Elaine physically throwing out her guests who both refused to apologize for what was the truth.

Was it? Could it be? Perhaps she should find out.]

[Filter: Agravaine]

I've been hearing some of the most horrible things here.

[War was an interesting thing. A fascinating, terrifying, and bloody thing. It agreed with him, really, except for when he got injured and dirtied and bloodied, in which case maybe it didn't agree with him very much. It had been so far so good until getting a bullet in his shoulder and splattering blood all over himself. The wound wasn't life-threatening, being far enough above his heart or any other major arteries, but it did hurt like a bitch.

It didn't stop him from pulling out the bullet with his own fingers.]

[ filter; daphne, visible to tenjin ]
should have put a bullet in both his knees

[ filter; wifey ]
consider this me checking in

baby alright? you?

THIS DOG IS

GOING OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW

[Filter: Private]

Dear self,

You are not allowed to even think about whacking children with a melon baller when they first ask for something to eat and then decide what you're making isn't good enough. You are not allowed to pretend you opted to remain childless because that's a bit cruel. And you are not allowed to whine back at children who will likely repeat that Mommy whined to anyone at the most inconvenient of moments.

Namely when the wrong ladies are over for gossip. Fudge. Plus side, my feet are trying to love me and most of my shoes still fit. Not really a minus but I also feel
No, I'm not writing that down.

[Filter: Public]

No one is allowed to blame me but I believe the ice cream maker is broken.

But Mary tried to give me a foot massage today and I nearly died from the cute. ♥

I STUBBED MY TOE ON THE END TABLE FOR THE LAST TIME. I want it thrown out and axed. Into itty-bitty pieces. And then I'll just buy two new end tables so clearly the other one MUST go. IS THE PARTY WHO IS THE MUSCLE IN THIS HOME READING?

In other news, Mary brought in a baby bird and won't tell me where she hid it because apparently I'll 'throw it out'.

[Filter: Private]

She's not precisely wrong as baby birds have no place in the house. Ugh.

Just me or everyone seems a bit on edge? No, not an impression.

Good season to travel? Yes, no, maybe? And I'm not adding this as an excuse to go serve with the army as a healer. With my luck, they'd think I could do more than shoot myself in the foot and give me a gun.

There's very little like going for a ride to get one's blood pumping in the mornings. And to think, there are some who feel our weather would never be conducive to such activities. Shows what they know.

Someone will need to remind me why it is I tolerate dogs. How is it that children are easier to manage?

[ filter; elaine ]

My mother is.

You see.

You know Aphrodite?

...

If I mention I'm injured, maybe.

Remember how I said my mother hadn't arrived yet? Surprise.

[ / ]


Never thought I'd say this but I just want to get back to work.

I went on an important search today. Like...SUPER IMPORTANT. Okay, I didn't even plan this search. The point is...I stumbled upon some SUPER ADORABLE pictures of me as a small kid. Adorable. I was the cutest kid to ever be real.

Eddie is ~surprisingly~ missing pictures. I think he stole them and hid them so I couldn't find them and show them off to everyone. I so would, too. Clearly psychic

Dearest cousin Mary, loveliest of all cousins, apple of my eye, shiny and sparkly light of my life!!! Come with me on an adventure...but more of a shopping adventure. Yes?

[Filter: Tristan]

I am deeply sorry for what transpired and what I did. Are you well?

[Filter: Angels + Léonore]

When everyone's fully recovered, it might be a great time to have that dinner.

[Filter: Public]

For the next week, d'Orsay'll have free rounds for everyone here. Though you'll probably have to ask for me (Ed). Pretty difficult to tell your staff to go pro bono on reincarnates only.

[filter; samyaza]
Brother, are you in a hospital?

[filter; elaine]
I was never able to give my condolences for your son's death. But if he's returned, then I'm glad.

[It bothered Hector greatly that he woke up alive. Not because he'd wanted to be dead, quite the contrary, but it was unnatural. Though not entirely unheard of for the dead to return. Now, he was one of them.

He'd woken to a nurse tending to his bandages, and only after he'd left the room did he reach for the iPhone on the bedside table.]

I won't deny it is good to be alive. But I don't understand how.

[Words couldn't begin to describe the emotions that swelled in Percival upon waking up in a strange bed in a strange room that wasn't the arena. He was alive. He was alive. Suddenly nothing seemed more important to him than feeling for his wounds, establishing just how alive he really was.

Alive and well. Stitched up, it seemed, but he could breathe, he could move.

And then the memories of the arena dawned on him. Fighting Galahad. Kissing and being kissed by Galahad. Being stabbed. Too much, way too much. He needed to speak with him. Now.]

[ txt to galahad ]
where are you?

[ filter; public ]
i don't even know what to say.

[Dying was just the coolest thing ever. Really. It was simply fantastic. Agravaine woke feeling like he'd be run over by several tractors, surrounded by wight and completely confused as to why the fuck he was still breathing. Sure, it had happened before, people coming back from the dead. But not him. Apparently, it'd been his turn.

The hospital felt sterile as fuck, and smelled just the same. He could feel bandages adorning his body, but he didn't need to feel for what had killed him. He already knew his brother had dealt him the damage, though he didn't hold it against Gawain. It hadn't been up to them. The only person to blame was that fucking Khaos bitch.

If there was a line to throttle her, he was going to kick his way to the front of it.]

[ txt'd ]
oh fuck this shit

[Filter: Percival]

I'm sorry.

[Filter: Elaine]

I really need to talk to someone-

[Filter: Lancelot]

Father what would you do-

[Filter: Mordred]

What would you do?

I know what Khaos is capable of. We've all witnessed it. But this is something else.

[filter; andromache]
Are you alright?

[filter; true family]
Tell me where all of you are. Aeneas, I know you're with me.

It appears I'm a gladiator as well. I have a wife.

I could enjoy this a bit more if people weren't telling me I'm a gladiator.

But it's home.

[Filter: Eddie]
JUST CAUSE YOU'RE BEING ALL CUTE AND WORRYING...I'm going to get a tiara from a strange man. I promise to stay in public places, around bright lights, and lots of people. I will have my phone (WHICH IS FULLY CHARGED!) with me and I'll call to let you know I'm not dead if you want.

[Filter: Public]
I just needed to share this. I really did.

If anyone has need of me I'm home now.

[filter; private]
They gave me pills, and the name of someone to contact. If they expect them to be utilized they've another thing coming.

[Filter: Galahad]

Could I see you one of these days? If and when you have time? No pressure. I just thought, perhaps, it might be nice. To talk once in a while.

Entirely up to you. It's fine if you are busy, really.

[Filter: Public]

I reaaaally want to go dancing. Someone please make plans with me!

AENEAS, THIS MEANS YOU, TOO.

Aloha everyone! My name is Kallista Martin, I just settled into my new apartment this weekend ~ I'm originally from Oahu and relocated to your lovely city to open up a brand new office on Academy Street. I'm a sex therapist and matchmaker. We're accepting appointments and our hours are 9am to 6pm. Additionally, if anyone is looking for a job we could use a front desk receptionist! Must be 18 or older; please reply to this post if interested.

If you have any questions; about myself, the practice, or anything pertaining to relationships and all the issues that come with them ~ feel free to go ahead and ask! It's what I'm here for, after all.

And! I've actually got a question for you ~ what's your favorite romance/love song? This is mine.

Homework homework homework...SURPRISE E-MAIL! These are the events that led up to me ending up here. Umm...so where is here and who is here?

I wonder if Ed would like that I just got this e-mail and came here without mentioning it. I should care about this Oh well!

OH! I'm Léonore. Soooo....hello!

I very badly wish for this to be over. This is cruel.

[Filter: Troilus]

Thank you. For letting me go.


[Filter: Hector]

When this ends, there is something I wish to ask of you.


[Filter: Gawain]

May we speak for a moment, sir knight?

Weeks like these make me glad I put a cot in the back of the pub.

[filter; private]
It was swell for the first few days but I can't fool myself into thinking any of that is real.

Seconding what Echo said -- this was nice until it got real weird. Having so many people around after a couple of days is kinda strange. They never leave, either.

[filter; galahad]
You're here, too.

How does it go -- three's a crowd?

Well, four is fucking annoying.

[filtered away from theseus and deiphobus]
Can't say I'm entirely unhappy with this arrangement.

My kids are here. Both of them are here. And their mothers. And father. And mother. That last part shouldn't be said, just in case.

What's going on this time?

Seriously, Khaos. Don't you get tired of this?

I'm pregnant.






I'm kidding, darlings. But who of you had the beginnings of a heart attack and who thought 'oh that poor unborn child'? I always like to know what to count with.

Sorry for the disappearence act. Then again, we need to use phones far more.

What did I miss?

[Guilt was not a familiar sensation to Famine, but over the last couple of months, it was all he could breathe. It was all he could feel upon laying eyes on Pestilence, who had once been a source of amusement for him. Instead of living with his brother, he felt as if he was living with a beacon for all of the guilt that had been festering inside. And he hated it.

Vodka and cigarettes were what he could turn to for immediate relief, but even three screwdrivers couldn't assuage those feelings. If anything, it made him feel worse. It was against his policy to get smashed, but he was well on his way there (a lightweight, this one) when he flipped open his laptop to consult everyone else. Someone had to have an answer.]

If you had the ability to erase all capacity for feeling, would you do it? Not in death, but in life.

( tiny narrative. )

Oh... Oh my. Just - just brill.

[A peal of soft laughter.] That is the last time I'm burning my chicken. I shall enroll myself in a basic cooking course as soon as possible. [A humming sound, as if she's mulling it over briefly. Then a sigh.]

This probably will not end well.

[Filter: Heimdall]
[Filter: Mordred]

Thank you again for Saturday. The pancakes were as good as you said. And the ride was thrilling.

Do you think I could please [pause] give it another go?

So after my Easter plans nearly came under threat, I managed. Somehow. Lord above, I don't want to go through that again. At least I had my clothes ready to go.

One of my wee cousins from Daddy's side told me to wait for him. I just died from the adorable. But tell me, what happens to boys between then and adulthood? Don't get me wrong, I know fantastic men but they are in the minority.

Anyway. ...I should plan some advertisements for the shop. Flowers don't go and sell themselves. ...usually.

[Filter: Ed]

Is this place giving you a lot to think about?

[filter; orkneys & mother]
It goes without saying that you all better come out of this in one piece. Or I'm gonna slit someone's throat.

[filter; cu sith]
I'm making a fucking leash for you out of vines.

[filter; public]
Anyone else feel like they're walking but getting fucking nowhere?

I'm getting so sick and tired of this. I have a life to deal with, I don't need be running around nowhere for who knows what reason. I need to bash something against a wall.

Who else is... here? Donovan, are you still alive? I don't know where this is, Google Maps isn't working and all I have is a compass. It's the 21st century, we have something called GPS.

It's wrong if a guy tries to impress you with a rumbling beast of a car, right? SOMEONE AGREE WITH ME BEFORE I DO SOMETHING STUPID I AM INFAMOUS FOR STUPID ACTIONS IT PURRS LIKE A GIANT TIGER DO TIGERS EVEN PURR THIS SOUNDS LIKE IT RAWR It is a beast. And sends this hot flash of excitement right through me

Anyway. Easter is right around the corner and I have a pile of cousins planning an egg hunt. I'm in charge of dyeing at least fifty eggs. Fifty. And they can't be the same. I guess they want everyone to be able to find these eggs but LORD ABOVE. The things I do for family.



HECTOR, TIME TO PROVE YOU'RE AN AWESOME BRO. MORDRED, YOU AS WELL. Aeneas, you are saved because you are going to help me look for bunnies as prizes. Yeah, the kids involved as responsible enough. The younger kids are going to get candy and toys. ...Galahad, do you want to dye eggs? Percy? Nimue? MORGAN? GAWAIN? ANYONE ELSE? HELP?

For the record, we'll probably not start until two or three days before. I think that's best? Maybe? Yes, it's fine to bail on me if you HAVE to. If. If.

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.