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Tweak says, "CAPSLOCK IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL!"

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

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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Re: Overturned snack tables (5 second rule!): OPEN

in_the_wings
2011-01-22 01:22 am UTC (link)

Ocean floor? What's that all about? Some sort of whacked out deep-sea diving? Raven cocked his head again, examining the tight curl of his companion's body and feeling a spark of curiosity within his birdy breast. Obviously, he was familiar with the concept of gods in non-human form, but this particular deity was foreign to him; this fellow could almost, almost pass for Brother Rattlesnake, but he seemed to have a much more melancholy air about him. And some really weird-ass scales.

Undaunted, Raven blathered on at his unsuspecting new conversation partner, enjoying the sound of his own voice- even if it was only through telepathic projection. I like to keep things on terra firma, if you get my drift. Or, y'know, off in the wild blue yonder.

He spread his wings to either side for emphasis, taking the opportunity to showboat a little more and display his impressive wingspan. Do these look waterproof to you? Unlike many of his godly brethren, Raven's speech was littered with more than a few modern expressions; what he lacked in eloquence and archaic formality, he more than made up for with colloquialisms and mindless chatter.

Dipping his head again, he was suddenly overcome by the urge to...just...c'mon, it was a huge snake! This was the equivalent of a giant Slinky for him! Unable to restrain himself, Raven gave an experimental peck to the poor creature's belly.

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