mythopoeics

[Filter: Private]

Probability of Styx mounting my head on a wall: ........high. Probability of Hel mounting my head on a wall if I grope her: .... high. Still worth it. Or maybe I should find other nice asses to enjoy. Hahaha, if I had said that publicly someone would've come punch me already. Oh well, they can't read this so I can say whatever I want.

Hel, you have a fabulous ass. It's soft and squishy and very round.

Thanatos, you are a phlegmy bastard, and you will choke on it, because you didn't let me grope your daughter before the wedding. God, I hate ancient times.

Styx ... ... I can't think of anything right to say here.

[Filtered to Greek Underworld]
I remember who I am. Hecate. I don't even know if I am going about this the right way but hello.
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I purchased a dog today. His name is Atticus.

ooc: there was a minilog for hecate's remembering but my computer killed it

Niflheim should have been mine.

[ filter; grant ]
I think I would like a dog of my own. No, I'm certain.

[ filter; pyri ]
Hello.

[ filter; fiance thing ]
I am ready to try again. But you will mind your hands this time.

I've suggested to my family a summer wedding.

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[Pyri was annoyed at having been ponded by his future wife. Honestly, what had come over her? It wasn't like he was doing anything that soon-to-be married couples wouldn't. Besides, he'd never force anyone, had it been so necessary to really throw him in? What was so difficult about saying no?

Man, he was annoyed, he was so annoyed that instead of spending time with his future wife, he spent time at the bar, helping out with the drinks. Yeah, Pyri wasn't one for work unless it distracted him from bigger issues.

Geez, why were women so complicated? Guys were so much easier.]

There was a cat sleeping in my bed.

[ filter; family, except pyri ]
When would it be best to set the date? For the wedding.

( i was sinking, and now i'm sunk )

There was once an elderly man who lived with just his cat. His wife was no more, and their children had long since left the house. His cat was old, though not as old as him. They were companions, the best of friends.

One night, the cat went missing. The man searched for his friend, and unable to find him after hours of searching, he finally cried himself to sleep, worried that his cat had finally taken off after so many years. When he woke up, he searched again. He searched and searched, but the cat was nowhere to be found. For one more night, he cried himself to sleep.

When he'd wake up, he'd find his cat sitting next to him, but there was something different about him. The man didn't notice at first, but then he'd see the forked tail. Stunned, he reached out for his cat, but he dashed away. Feeling he'd been abandoned, as he'd never see the cat again, he lived his out lonely life in misery.

On the night he passed away from heartbreak, the forked-tail cat returned to lay down next to his owner, where he waited to die.

[Filter: Hel]

I told you stepmother to give you 'the talk'. Figured it was best she did it.

[Filter: Thanatos]

Lovely Lethe might like someone, either way she ought to be engaged soon. Isn't she getting old now?

[Filter: Ma'at]

I'm concerned about Hel.

Once upon a time, there was a man who had a farm. He had many animals, but he mostly had sheep. He sold the sheep's fleece for money to keep his farm and his family going. He had two sons. Both of them loved the lambs, and played with them during the day. His wife didn't go out very much. She was very ill.

( cut for the rest of the story, but be assured, she wrote it all )

The ones you're searching for are not the important ones. Remember that if you can.

Now I am going to go cook dinner for my family. Maybe you should do the same.

[filter; private]
I wish I knew what was going on. I haven't heard anything but rumors and worries, and now I'm a little worried. I just want to know what's happening.

[filter; public]
I think



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