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paxnarrator ([info]paxnarrator) wrote in [info]paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-10-31 00:01:00

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Entry tags:amun, aphrodite, ares, changing woman, coyote, eris, harmonia, isis, jormungandr, mania, morrigan, mut, osiris, raijin, raven, urdr

Who: OPEN
What: The Halloween party continues, now with far more elaborate costumes...
Where: The Empty Grave
When: 9 p.m. until
Warnings: Just assume this one's going to get naughty.
Notes: This is the transformation post! Again, subject line denotes location. Go shed those mortal skins!

As it had been with Pax Letale, so it was with its tenants: The shift from mundane to immortal was somehow creeping but immediate, passing almost beneath notice until the change was complete. Clothing faded rather than being shed; some deities remained in their humans' attire, some wore their old familiar kit, but all were utterly changed. The DJ played on, bartenders and waitstaff wound through the crowd, guests from outside the strange apartment danced and talked and flirted still with the partners who had brought them, all of them oblivious to the inhuman nature of the beings beside them. But for the residents of Pax, everything was about to change.



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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-11-12 03:59 pm UTC (link)
Police. Soldiers in blue. Well, white and black since they were more rentable security but that was hardly the point. The point was they were going to get in so much trouble if they bothered Eris for too long. Part of Mania wanted to rescue them and send them away with visions of cotton candy and unicorns and other lovely things. The part that won out was letting Eris take care of herself. She didn't need rescuing. The day Eris needed rescuing was the day that Hades froze over. Haha, not gonna happen.

And she was right. One of them screamed. Her cousin's strange voice never bothered her - Mania's wasn't much better. Warbling and singing and screaming and whispering and being almost like a chorus all at once. A lot of her family had a hard time following anything she said and she couldn't really blame them. "We never did," she said to her cousin, reaching for Eris's hand to twine their fingers together. They were both already pretty mad. Eris wouldn't be bothered by Mania surely. "We just weren't there in body, you know. Like Cheshire cats."

Looking out among the masses, she just smiled to herself. She could hear the rent-a-cops taking down descriptions of them but when it came to Mania, it was hard. Her facial features kept changing as did the color of her eyes and hair. It was slow fading but kind of obvious. The goddess of insanity just did not know how to keep things in order. "We need a plague. Or a war. Or ice cream. I like ice cream. Can we get some ice cream?" This sounded like a fantastic plan!

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[info]eristic
2010-11-15 05:55 pm UTC (link)
Eris took Mania's hand without a second thought - they were already joined in more ways than simple contact. Time and minds and blood and numerous other things that chaos couldn't put a name to, and that was saying something. Nothing physical about her meat suit really changed - it was just the atmosphere around her. Things seemed drastic and heavy, and all Eris wanted to do was dance through it.

Though she rolled her eyes at her cousin's request. Sometimes she was awfully childish, especially for someone her age. "No, I want to play with them," and was there an edge of a whine to her voice? Eris would never admit it, but she began to drag Mania towards the party goers, many of which were frozen in place. Upon Eris' approach they became rigid - painfully so, their muscles tensing up to the point of constriction and whimpers of pain leaked from their mouths.

"Besides, why do you want cold? We should warm this place up. Fire was always more fun."

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[info]sweetwaterkill
2010-11-25 04:28 pm UTC (link)
Mania might have been humming - it was hard to tell if the tiny noise was coming from her or not. And her head was swaying a little like a snake to that tiny song that meant nothing and everything. Something old and that no mortal had ever heard. The lullaby of Khaos maybe...

The color of her eyes and her hair flashed to black quite suddenly as her gaze turned to Eris. In a surprisingly firm and steady voice though lacking emotion, she said, "Now is not the time to cause a riot, cousin. Lest our mortal forms suffer dire consequences." And with that strange firmness, she tugged Eris back away from the crowd, digging her fingernails into flesh with an unnecessary firmness.

But the talk of fire relaxed her to reds and golds and warm spots in her belly. "I like fire... it's so pretty and dances in my brain... I don't have a light. It went out with the rest of us."

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[info]eristic
2010-11-29 08:50 pm UTC (link)
Though Mania was her dear, dear cousin, Eris didn't take kindly to being pulled back and away from her playthings. She growled, the sound deep and dark and extremely menacing, which to a mortal would've been terribly frightening, but to another goddess? More whining. She was loath to admit it, but Mania had a point. A good point. They'd been trapped for so long, jumping from one form to another - it would not do to destroy them so quickly, not when she was finally gaining a hold on this one. Oh, the meatbag was fighting her, it seemed they always did, but Eris would have her way in the end. She always did.

Lifting her arm, she twirled her cousin as though they were dancing (Eris' favorite past time when she wasn't killing) and let her eyes glance about the room. On the far wall, she noted a red handle, labeled quite clearly with the words FIRE in large, white type. Well, if there was anything ever so clear to chaos, it seemed like that was their ticket.

"There's one, cousin. On the wall. Come, I'll show you," she exclaimed smoothly, pulling Mania along behind her like a ragdoll as she started moving towards the far wall with the tempting button that was begging to be pushed.

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