Hades's Castle

"Aphrodite and I are unrelated, virtually unrelated, until somebody pulls a Romeo and Juliet and kills him or her self. I would not compare us, for I would be biased towards myself and her likewise." Hades tapped the arm of his throne impatiently, waiting for the soul to leave him alone.

Criton sighed. "May I at least have a weapon right now? I promise if you give me a weapon I'll do something in return. " He liked talking to Lord Hades.

"A weapon would go right through your hands. Or lack thereof." Hades scowled at him, annoyed. Why wouldn't he just leave?

"Sorry, Lord Hades. May I look at earth for a couple minutes, please? I mean like, see Camp?" Criton asks.

"No," Hades replied, firmly but simply. His fingers drummed on the arm of his throne, waiting. "I'm waiting for you to leave now."

"Fine," Criton says. Suddenly, he was scared by a hellhound. "What is that?" he asks.

"A hellhound. A dog, essentially. Now, be gone." Hades waved his hand, and the doors of his castle flew open.

Criton leaves.

Rio walks in and dances.

Hades frowned at Rio, tapping the arm of his throne impatiently as the souls making up his suit groaned in annoyance. "And what do you want?"

"TO SHOW OFF MA MOVES!" Rio yells and break dances.

Hades waved his hand, and a skeletal servant picked up Rio's soul and sent it back to the Fields of Asphodel.

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i love the underground places they are so dark

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I appeared in, my spectrum shining with an alive aura. I didn't remember much about what happened to me before... James? Movies? A date? Well, whatever. He would end up cremating me. It had to be quickly.

Hades yawned, looking at the soul before him. This one... this one definitely wasn't dead. He snorted to himself, waving his hand at her. "What do you want?" he grumbled, looking around. "You clearly aren't dead. Only the dead belong here."

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I rolled my eyes, my expensive boots wading in a suspect red liquid that was scattered on the dark floor. I visited the Underworld so many times in the damn last two years, and Hades would always react the same. "I'm not here because I want, Hades. I was having a good time with the alive people. What do you want from me?"

"I don't want anything from you of all souls. I don't need many things from the living, besides sacrifices." Hades grumbled to himself, smacking a soul that was trying to tear itself from his pant leg. "Why would I summon you here when I have plenty of other souls to summon -- dead souls, mind you."

Hades pointed his hand at Jas, wiggled his fingers, and muttered something in Ancient Greek. Something like a black thunderbolt shot out of his fingertips and at her -- but it'd send her back to her body, not hurt her.