mythopoeics

[ filter; Wilhelmina ]

We must speak, sweetheart.

[ filter; egyptians ]

I am not sure how busy you all are but, if you could spare me an afternoon, I would happy to have you over for lunch.

[ He's all smiles when the feed turns on, and maybe a little too hopeful for his own good. ]

When did school get so goddamn boring? I've never been in a place with so many people eager to learn. Take me back to high school please. Or better yet, why don't all of you fine people give me the dirt on this place?

Who loves who, who doesn't love who. Affairs, orgies, virgins, whatever it is, I want to hear it. Just please don't tell me about your vacation homes or pets, unless it has to do with sex. Pretty sure if the latter comes out of anyone I'm going to have to single you out as Zeus. And what haven't we been through together?

I'm itching to get some sparks flying already, so if it makes you feel more comfortable reply anonymously or send me a private message. You can definitely trust me with your secrets, and know, that I know what I'm talking about. [ Yeah right. ]

I think there will be a fair few of you convinced you need my help when you figure out who I am. You can call me Reese, or Eros, if you insist. Hell I'll take Cupid, even if the name brings to mind images of fat kids flying butt naked with wings obviously not designed to support that kind of body weight.

If I have to suffer another day with this idiot, I am going to arrange for him to have his teeth punched out and made into a necklace. Sexist, elitist comments about women in the workforce? No.

[ filter; egyptians ]
I'm not going to play the guess who game with you: this is Wadjet. Or Jackie, I don't know what you prefer. Who is here?

[They'd just been sitting there. In a little pile next to his bed. His brother's rings. His fingers brushed over them before he got up. He was home...so why were the rings there? Perhaps more disconcerting was finding Echo there with him. At least she wasn't a stranger in his apartment. He'd introduced her to Sam and then they'd watched cartoons. It could have been a lot more strange, he supposed. Now he supposed he'd better let everyone know he hadn't died.]

I thought we weren't supposed to bring things back with us...Not that I'm complaining. Just made things confusing.

[That was good enough, wasn't it?]

[ooc: The rings in question! 1, 2, 3, and 4]

This again. I want to go back to the graveyards. At least that made sense If this were surprising, I'd be surprised...but it isn't. If you don't count being Sultan. That's surprising. That's the most surprising thing that's ever happened. No. Second most surprising. I think Helen is the most surprising. Well, this is awkward

At least...the being fucked around part isn't surprising. Now what?

[Filter: Nephthys]
Did you ever think this would-

It's wrong to bully someone just because you're having a bad day, isn't it? I think I made three grown men cry today. I need better soldiers.

[Filter: Babylonian High Ranks]
I've taken care of our borders to the best of my ability. Everyone is stationed where they need to be. However, you're aware we are not a military power in comparison. It's irritating at moments like these. This can only help so much. Come to a decision before they do.

[Filter: Osiris]
Don't let Tezcatlipoca poison you, please.

It has been one of those days, I think, where I wonder if I should be doing something instead of tidying house and enjoying life. Although I doubt that that is going to change. I already tried marriage.

Filter, Sita
How are you doing, darling?

[ filter; horus ]

We must speak, nephew.

[ / ]

[ filter; set & osiris; visible to horus ]

I have been contacted by the Chancellor of Iriy.

[ / ]

[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.

Today has been very productive. I woke up needing to make a cake to fill an order, and ended up making far more than that. I got into a baking mood and just couldn't help myself.

I think I need to get some help at the bakery. The bigger I get, the more trouble I have getting things into and out of the stoves. But it's hard to be sad about that when all I can smell is bread and cinnamon buns. There really is nothing like taking a bite of a warm roll with honey-butter to make me feel better, even if a little girl did ask her mommy why I was waddling...

This heat.









It is not sexy, and it is ruining my hair. Do you realize how fucking difficult it is to fix your hair for stage? I don't even. Fuck.

[ filter; Set ]

You disgusting, self-serving lunatic. What is the matter with you?

How did you get my address?

[ / ]

I am home. Forgive me for not speaking earlier.

[fulter; nephtuys]
tjanks for the... well, sorry about that.  did the doctor say two days or two weeks for bandages because it's hard to tyope like this

oh by the way if you habvent already can you just... not tell anyone?? 

[filfter: gwyinynevere]
i'm not moving affter all but the dishes are in pieces so i miean you can still have the two cups and the bowls but it's an incomplerte set (hahaha) if you dont mind

[filter: anubis]
how is life outside if the hospital?  i taught a=sam a few tricks but i dont know how well... or maybe he aleready knew those tricks i have videos if you want

[filter: hours]
if you heard anyhthing it's not as bad as you think\\

can you tell hathor it's fine about the wedding delay since

[filter: syrinx]
i found the missing monopoly pieces while movcing the couch

[flitter: set]
i'm still craving strawvberry ice cream do you think th chinese takeout delivers that too??

[messed up filters are readable to the public, oops]

I've done nothing for days and I'm exhausted I think they're letting me go home soon. I'm trying to see if that means tomorrow...but they might be stubborn but then I've also been stubborn.

[ filter: Horus ]
I hope you haven't been wallowing or anything. Uh...I have a favor to ask. Could you take me home when they let me out? I thought you might like to feel useful to see me.

[ filter: Egyptians ]
Visitors allowed. I meant to write earlier but...it appears I've been a little out of it. Uh. Not all at once, please?

( It was just an accident )

[Filter: Egyptians]
Here. Hospital. Don't...don't come yet. Time. Just a little...tired.

Isis wasn’t sure how she felt about Set’s death. He was, after all, the man who had murdered their brother – her husband – who had gone as far as desecrate his body and divide him throughout the land of Egypt. In her eyes, his crimes were immense, eternal and impossible to forgive or forget. If she did, who else would remember the crime? Still, in a small part of her, the one who had stayed her own hand when he faced Horus, the one who hesitated in shedding his blood…

Was it even possible that that part mourned, even though Anubis’ death rang clearer, louder, more painful than any words could express?

One of her children in this world grabbed the hem of her dress and tugged, giving her a smile that was everything of sweet and innocent; demanding her attention shamelessly. Isis gave it all. It distracted her, yes. And it made sure she didn’t ask questions of herself for which she didn’t know – or wanted to know – the answer.

The pretty ones always have to go, don't they? Most of them anyway. I'll spare you what I think of some less than attractive souls. Did anyone else think the ginger kid's hair looked great in the sun though?

There are some of you I want to speak with, in time. That means you, angelic ones. Your names, they didn't escape me. However, I have no idea which one was which and that, brothers, is what I wanted to know. I figure we could use a break from being killed and played with.

What is really on my mind and what I'm writing this for is my curiosity about how the dead, if returned, will come back - physically. Will they be full of stab wounds and gutted? Will they be hospitalized for a while? Or patched up perfectly? I haven't been around nearly long enough to find out.

[Filter: Rosana]

Tell me you haven't caught any horrible disease and have croaked on me. What would I do without you? Who would invite me over for home-cooked meals and be lovely to me?

At least that is over with.

[Filter: Isis]

[Filter: Egyptians]

[Filter: Horus]

I don't have pity to offer or any profound words of wisdom, but if you want to talk, you know how to find me.  If you rather not, I understand.  For what it's worth, I'm proud of you.

[Filter: Anubis]

You can't read this, but I'm no less proud of you.  May you be at rest, my son.

[Filter: Set]

Satisfied?

[Filter: Syrinx]

I know you weren't going to watch, but I survived.  Please don't worry. 

[Filter: Isis]
Don't get any ideas

I'm charged with checking on your well-being. Your husband asked.

I'm sure you have other family for this I know today was not easy on you and you probably have others to look after you, but I gave my word accidentally.

[Filter: Private]
I'll try to avoid these promises in future.

[Filter: Bastet]
Do you Would you

If you would like some company, please don't hesitate to ask.

[Filter: Andrus]
Please be careful.

[She'd kept her emotions in check and had walked away from the Arena before anyone could so much as grab her arm or stop her. She moved with her slaves and guards back home. There was no comfort but that she could bring to herself and she could - would not blame Horus for the decision he took. An attempt had been made for mercy and it had been cruelly denied. Horus had a family to look out for as much as anyone else.

And if she was suffering, she could not imagine his burden. Or Isis'. Or Osiris'.

It was when she was finally in her own chambers, alone with her journal, that she reached out.]

[Filter: Egyptians]

Many of us mourn today but what has been done is done. That sounds cruel but we cannot do anything about it. The moment the battles were announced, there was some...idea of what could happen. What was likely to happen. It's up to Khaos to return him to us.

And if and when she does, we will be there for him. We must be and for anyone else who may fall. Quietly, carefully.


[Filter: Set]
[Filter: Isis]
[Filter: Osiris]

[Filter: Private]

Never mind.

WHAT THE FUCK

[filter; horus]

You're not allowed to be a gladiator. You should be here with me, but if you have to be, WIN OKAY? Win win win. I love you so much. I'M COMING TO SEE YOU.

[filter; true family]
I CAN'T KEYSMASH ON PAPER, HOW DO I SEE HORUS HE'S A GLADIATOR OW MY HAND

[Filter: Private]

I'll regret this, I'm sure.

[Filter: Set]

Do you know how worrying it's been that you have been so quiet? ...not because I think you're being destructive. I don't think you are. I think. No. You're not. Perhaps not.

It's just that we-- no, if I mention Osiris, he might not react well - I'll ease him in later I thought you might not be well.

[Filter: Public]

I am not looking forward to tomorrow but I suppose someone has to be in the hospital to see to all the results of too much alcohol. Whatever happened to responsible drinking?

I never realized how time-consuming taking care of two children can be.  I don't know if I feel guiltier for wishing this was over or apparently wishing for this in the first place. 

Though it is nice to pretend, even if that means having it all ripped away again.

[Filter: Egyptians]

It's been selfish of me to keep so distant, and I owe an apology for not trying harder to overcome my reservations. 

I need to get out for a bit, if anyone is interested in joining me for a picnic in the park.  Nothing too elaborate, I just miss the fresh air and wouldn't mind the company of somebody real.

I am thinking of changing my cellphone number. Perhaps it would be best for all to call me either at home or at the office?

[Filter: Private]

Mr. L filed for divorce from his wife, Mrs. L. She found this to be devastating until she realized he was leaving her for his secretary. His buxom, raven-haired secretary that could have given my mother a run for her money.

Mortal and hell queen.

Mrs. L, then, was convinced to participate in a fetish club to vent but no one will be able to prove I had anything to do with that. She and the Man in the Latex Suit are fighting together against her soon-to-be ex for the apartment.

The Man in the Latex Suit's a judge with influence. It should be over soon.

[Filter: Public]

Who wants ice cream? :) My treat. ♥


Wait, I don't think I know any of you. ATTEND TO THIS IMMEDIATELY!

Okay, so there's this thing I've not mentioned so much before, but I'm Eros. It's pretty awesome being me.

Also. Rosana. If that is your real name. I think you're still a homewrecker but you're a good mom. Don't tell my mom I said that because she'd get pissy.

Are we done here? I think we're done.

[filter; bastet, isis, ma'at & nephthys (visible to horus)]

MY HORUS IS DIEGO

So I think I might be dead.

Worse has happened.

... I'll just sleep it off.

Of all things which could have happened, of all the actions and events, this never touched my mind.

I have a son who once hated me, my child is lost to me, my sister knows me not, my husband, heavens. And him.

I need to return home. Right.

Home?

I will make my way to Svarga once I am no longer needed.

[Filter: Private]

What is going ON in Ilium? Oh Gods, none of that is good. At all. It does not spell good things for the rest of us if that is how they handle their problems over there.

And I thought Svarga was the unstable one.

[Filter: Public]

So.



Ok. No. This is a bad idea. It's not like any of us can think of anything else right now except...yes. That.



[ooc: revolt is not over, not yet, but presumably news is hitting other regions of it. so chat away, make posts, etc.]

F  U C    K   .

But how can I-

There's NO SUCH thing

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

I rather not do this publicly...

You Know Who You Are (and everyone else please disregard):

Was the smiley face really necessary?

Unless I was robbed by 5-year-old girls, I can only assume that you know just as well as I that faerie wings do not exist even though I spent all of last night and today trying to find them anyway.  So the purpose of asking for such nonsense and knowing that I will inevitably fail eludes me, but I can only guess that you wish me desperate to appease you.  Fine, you won. 

The lamb that you took was hardly my most valuable, and with an injured leg I doubt she is much use to you at all.   I'd offer you money or any of my belongings in exchange for her return, but I suspect if that's what you wished for you would have asked for it in the first place.

So the only conclusion I can come to that prompted this is that I affronted you in some way I am unaware, and for that I am apologetic for the misunderstanding.  I hope you burn.

Please make a more realistic request so I do not have to face you empty-handed.

Svarga, as nice as it's been- (and they weren't kidding about the sunlight)
Better home before I outstay my welcome.

Probably will take it a bit slower on the way back to Camlann, as to avoid any further injuries. The flock had enough excitement, I think.  As have I.

[filter: Isis]
Again, thank you for your assistance. If you ever need a favour, don't hesitate.

She's doing much better, but I'll probably have to carry her most of the way.  Is there anything else I should do?

you're lovely

[filter: Syrinx]
It'll take about a week, but I'm on my way back. Any time you wish to see the sheep, you're welcome to visit. No need for schedules, I don't keep much of one.

[filter: Anubis]
So I might have left my book in your graveyard. Sorry about that.
I don't imagine the dead like to read, but you can keep it if you do.

[filter: Bastet]
It was worth visiting, and you more than made it up to Oatmeal. I think she rather stay with you, but I'm not giving her much choice in the matter.

Let me know if you ever find yourself in Camlann.

In hindsight, I too easily allow myself to get talked into things that perhaps aren't as good of ideas as they sound read seem.
Not that I don't still expect those apples.

Anybody in/around/nearby Svarga know what to do with a broken leg?  (A lamb's, not mine.)  I do not have a lot to pay, but I am good for favors if necessary.

Treat your horse with some kindness and they'll give it back to you in kind. Mistreat them and you will inevitably end up with a hoof to the face.

[Filter: Pasithea]
Your boys are doing well, sister.

[ a long long list of ingredients features here, amounts and scribbled notes on how to prepare several mixtures. While most are impossible to read due to a chicken scrawl any modern doctor would be proud of, some ingredients can be discerned. Feel free to guess what they are.

But spiders, venoms and long forgotten plants do feature. And things with more teeth than it should be healthy. Enjoy. ]



This is not my notebook.

Svargans! So if you have no care or interest about some wedding that's probably not going to change much except increase the world's supply of royal babies, perhaps you may be interested in what else will be happening that day.

In [Svargan neighbourhood here], there will be a gathering of the finest dancers, musicians and other entertainers. Men and women skilled in enticing, in delighting your senses. Starting late afternoon, lasting until we decide it's over. Non-Svargans are welcome to join but be warned: I do not and will never take mistreatment of any under my protection lightly. I will break in your teeth personally.



♥ See you on the big day!

[His fingers are filthy from digging up lord knows what but he doesn't care. He runs his fingers over the paper, over that particular crease above, knowing the dirty stains will show up on the paper.]

I see a cat. It's fluffy, lost half an ear. Bit dirty.

Shall I leave it alone? I think it may have given birth a couple of days ago. Four, five kittens. Unless that was another cat. Too many fucking cats. I like dogs. Better friends to man. And I'm a man. So dogs it is.

By the way, before anyone freaks out on me, I'm just asking a question. A weird one. I'm not telling you what I may or may not do. It could be nice. It could be mean. I'm not telling.

One king dead. Another takes his place. Marriages and traveling galore.

Funny how nothing seems to change at all.

[Comforting the living relations of the deceased, the underworld, decay - she was once responsible for such things and more. If death had been coming for her under normal circumstances, perhaps she would have accepted that, would have said her good-byes and let it happen.

This was normal or right. This was some goddess - some Greek goddess - on a power trip apparently. Something had to be done and someone had to at least get the ball rolling.]

[Filter: All except Khaos & her helpers]

I've said it before and I'll say it again: I am not a leader. I dislike it and I find I don't do well in such a position. However, I do wish to stress that that announcement cannot be tolerated.

Does anyone have any ideas? Any at all?