Mount Olympus [Greeks]

Morgan Landry wrote:
Cleo had been queueing up in front of the Throne Room's doors for twenty minutes now, chatting with Mitchell, one of her half-brothers. In her hands, she was holding a cup of hot Latte Macchiato she had bought in one of the tourist shops, occasionally sipping.
The daughter of Aphrodite had dressed up a bit for the occasion: her body was garbed in a pastel dress her father had designed, with a short, narrow skirt that flared at the bottom, elbow-length narrow lace sleeves and an empire waist. With it, she was wearing matching high-heeled lace-up sandals accented with golden chains, a pink gauze shawl and delicate Dior rose-shaped earrings. Of course, she had make-up (like seriously, she was a daughter of Aphrodite, she couldn't go anywhere without make-up), pastel eyeshadow, mascara, golden blush to match her darker complexion, cherry lipstick and pastel nail polish on hands and toes.
She was just telling Mitchell about her speculations on Lucy Hale's and Joel Crouse's couple (were they engaged? Oh my gods!), when the heavy silver and golden doors opened, The crowd of demigods tensed up and immediately, the first ones started walking in.

As usual, Cleo was overwhelmed by the beauty and the sheer size of the Throne Room. It was enormous, with a starry ceiling and a floor of white marble that made every step echo.
Cleopatra let her gaze sweep on the omega-shaped disposition of godly thrones. Zeus immediately caught her eye -- though she was unsure any of his children were here today -- with his black, neatly cut beard, power radiating eyes and the strings of electricity running on the surface of his throne. She bowed once, then looked to the right, looking for the fifth throne, and saw a radiant woman of around twenty-five. She was Cleo's beauty ideal: long, caramel-colored curls pinned up in an elegant style, a tanned, healthy complexion, vibrant green eyes that seemed to change with the light, and an expensive Gucci dress flowing down to her ankles.

"Mom!" she said with a pretty smile.

The Heart of Gold wrote: Matthew looked around the throne room of the gods as the doors opened. He didn't see anyone he might recognize as his dad-not unexpected-but then saw a shadow flicker in a back corner. There was his dad. His eyes spread wide but the rest of his body hid his surprise as he walked over to meet his father. "Hello......dad." He said awkwardly.

The Heart of Gold wrote:Petra looked to the front of the crowd of gods in front of her as the doors opened and immediately found her mother. "Hello mother." She said with a smile for the first time in her life. She remembered her sword and shield and then said, "Oh yeah! Thanks for the sword and shield! I've been learning how to use tel and I've gotten a lot better." She said and then remembered her father. Grief passed through he as she mentally slapped herself in the face. So many emotions floating around this place. It was hard to think straight.

The Heart of Gold wrote:Etso looked around until she found her mother. She walked over to her and smiled shyly. "Hey, mom." She said awkwardly. "I'm etso, just in case you forgot." She said and looked at the ground.

The Heart of Gold wrote:Harvey toddled up to the throne room of the gods and found his mother. "Mommy!" He screeched and ran up to her hugging her tightly. "It's me, Harvey!" He shouted quite loudly.

The Heart of Gold wrote:Trillian giggled as the doors opened and ran up to Apollo. "Dad!" She shouted happily.

Beanister wrote:You'd expect everyone to be happy to see their parent. Like, its a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Plus, if your parents a god, its even more special.
Well, Raven wasn't very excited. She was more nervous, she had so many questions to ask her father. Why did you and mom have me when you were going to leave? Do you know when my birthday is? Did you watch over me when you were gone? Do you like nutella? Well, maybe she shouldn't ask the last one.
She hadn't dressed that special either; a red beanie that covered her most of her head, a black medium sleeved length shirt that said Daddy's Girl printed on the front (which is pretty ironic), black and white ripped up jeggings, cheetah print high tops, and a camo army jacket the ended at her knees, looking more like a trench coat. But her outfit was nothing compared to the others, the Aphrodite kids pulling ahead with the fanciest clothes Raven had ever seen.
The silver and gold doors burst open and the gods piled. Some Raven could recognize instantly; Aphrodite, Zeus, Hephaestus.
Some she had no clue who was. Then she saw him, Briareus. He looked almost exactly like her; black hair with gray eyes, though hers look like a kaleidoscope with the green thrown in. Her hands became so shaky that she had to stuff them in her pocket as she approached her dad.

"Uh, hi dad." she greeted awkwardly, not making eye contact.

The Musical Tardis wrote:Somehow, Hope had made it to the elevator to go to Mount Olympus. She got up and rolled into the ginormous throne room. She saw her mother, dark hair and storm gray eyes. Queitly, she said, "M-m-m-mother?" She saw the other kids in the throne room, comfortably talking to their parents. She looked down and slumped. Hope didn't know if her mother even wanted to talk.

E.N.D wrote:It was weird being surrounded by the gods on their thrones. The room was massive with the gods sitting down on there massive thrones. As far as Damien went, he wouldn't really share a lot with his father Ares, bfut then again, he barely knew him at all. In all honesty he hoped his dad was somehow, intimidating otherwise he would be a terrible wimp. He was wearing a red muscle shirt with his signatture black jacket, which was in reality his strongest hidden shield, a pair of black trousers with a belt made out of the pieces of a lock and standard military boots. his face was formed in a disgrunted scrawl, possibly other the. Ultiple emotions he felt at the time. As he walked inside of the throne room, he immediatly recognized his father and arrogantly walked to his side.

"What's up old man?" Said Damien to his fathe, who wasnn't really paying attention to him.

E.N.D wrote:She would meet him. The man responsible for her mother's death and her suffering. He was in the throne room with thenother gods and a couple of others of hier siblings. She would'nt hide her anger or rage calmy and instead decided to look down on her father, the god of light and medicine... What a laugh.

"So, you are Apolllo huh!?" Asked Juliana without directing her eyes to his. Her voices had no gentlemess or calmness, but was rather dark, fforboding and blunt.

Herobrine wrote:I continue looking for either my mother or Briareus. If I found Briareus first, he might know where my mother is. Of course, I could ask someone else but... that might be a little awkward. But after walking around for about 30 minutes and passing the same fountain 4 times, I decided to ask someone. So when I got to the fountain again, I asked the woman there who was most likely a goddess. I say, "Excuse me. Could you help me find Cymopoleia?"

Caleb Prior wrote:Justin walked in to Olympus and looked around, he looked around for a sibling or his mother. He spotted Hope first then saw Athena. He walked over to them, "Hey hope, hey mom." He said looking at each of them when he spoke to them.

ThelastsonofArtemis wrote:Jaun walked into the main area of Olympus hoping to meet his mom or dad. Jaun lookes over and saw Athena and asked "Could you be my godly parent?"

ThelastsonofArtemis wrote::
Dominik walke dover toward his mother calling her name "Aphrodite mother are you here? I need to talk with you about my father" Dominik called

The Musical Tardis wrote:Hope heard her name being called be her mother. "H-h-hi mother. H-h-how are y-y-you?" She stuttered more under pressure, and being in front of her godly mother certainly counted as being under pressure.

Caleb Prior wrote:
Justin walked in to Olympus and looked around, he looked around for a sibling or his mother. He spotted Hope first then saw Athena. He walked over to them, "Hey hope, hey mom." He said looking at each of them when he spoke to them.

Athena looked away from Hope to smile at Justin. "Hello, my son," she replied. Only Victoria was standing behind now, patiently waiting for her turn. "How are you?" she asked Justin.

I bounded up the steps to the main hall, a big smile on my face. I finally got to see Mom! Recently, I'd been studying a lot about mythology, especially Chthonian gods. Ends up, Hecate can take three forms. "Wonder which one she'll use for us?" I thought, looking all around the room. There was a sense of power and light that couldn't be found in the mortal world, and I took it all in. Deep breaths and wide eyes to get as much of everything as possible. "Hecate?" I called out, not seeing her at first. I noticed Apollo and Lethe and all other sorts of gods, but not my mother. Odd.

Kennedy strided in, unlike the annoyingly perky blonde girl who raced up and called out some name. She held her head high, big dark eyes scanning the room for her mother. Khione was always the regal type, she's noticed. Multiple trips to Olympus has taught Kennedy to not be reckless and certainly not run up steps. Finally, she saw a tall and cold figure standing alone. "Not much family resemblance," she thought. She always thought that, without fail. Other kids had their godly parent's eyes or their smile or something recognizeable between child and parent. She, however, took from her dad in every way possible. "At least I have her personality, or the good facets of it."

Timothy didn't want to go. Seeing as he only got here recently, it felt stupid to go up to Hebe and say "Hey there, Mom!" or anything nice or whatever. He sighed, stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked into the room. Elegance seeped from every corner, and boy did he feel under-dressed. Tons of kids were off saying their hellos and telling their mommies and daddies how well they were doing in camp and how they shot a hellhound with an arrow the other day. "What do I do? Tell her the paintings I made in arts and crafts or tell her about gardening?" He wished he had some sort of weapon, just so he wasn't totally bored at camp.

Beanister wrote:Raven heard her name being called by her father. He had a deep voice, like Raven except hers was more feminine. She looked up at Briareus, his eyes had lightning bolts in his gray eyes, well he was the god of violent sea storms. He was also wearing a suit that, damn!, looked expensive. Raven couldn't believe how much she actually looked like him.

"How's i-it goin' dad?" She stuttered, mentally cursing at herself for her awkwardness. Great, now he father thinks she's weird.
Everyone around her was talking nicely with their parents and of course Raven was the only one who was talking awkwardly, except for some of the Athena kids.

The Musical Tardis wrote:Hope smiled. She was talking to her mother! "I'm j-j-just excited. Th-this place is is is b-b-beautiful." She gestured around. "D-d-did A-A-Annabeth really d-design all this?" She really couldn't believe her half-sister had made this gorgeous place possible.

Herobrine wrote:I smile and say, "Thank you." I walk over to where she pointed and say, "Hi mom." I still had that scarf on that I bought from the camp store, I just hoped nobody asked me why I was wearing it... Especially in summer.

ThelastsonofArtemis wrote:Juan looked over at thw goddess looking at him as if he might remember her face . He walked over to her and stopped and talked her "hi Im Jaun perez" he said shyly

ThelastsonofArtemis wrote:Dominik looked at his mother and she looked very similar to her "what can you tell me about my father ? I don't remember him very well" Dominik asked

Caleb Prior wrote:"I'm good," He replied. He notice Victoria standing behind them, "Oh," He said to himself. He moved to stand next her.

Milocross wrote:Corvus and Milocross walked side by side, anxiously waiting to see their mother.

Milocross didn't think her mother would be the least bit proud of her. She was mean, full of hatred, and enjoyed watching others suffering. What kind of parent would love their child when all they have done is hurt others? She started trembling at the thought of her mother rejecting her, and began to tear up. Her face grew slightly red as she began to breath heavier, and tears streamed down her face.

Corvus was also thinking about his mother, he was basically the male version of Milocross, being full siblings and all. His hands began to sweat from anxiety, and he also began to tremble as he looked around for his mother. He noticed that his little sister was in distress.
"Milocross..."
"Shut up Corvus, just shut up." her voice trembled as she wiped the tears off her face.
Corvus took her hand to reassure her that everything would be okay, but Milocross quickly pulled away, giving him a disgusted look as she wiped her hand on her pants.
"Gross! Your hands are sweaty!"
"Whatever."
Corvus looked around, searching for his mother. He honestly didn't know what to expect, so he just wandered around looking like a lost puppy. Perhaps they looked more like their father than their mother, but he couldn't tell.

Milocross wrote:Rita on the other hand was quite looking forward to seeing her mother again. She had seen here a couple times before in the same location, and she couldn't wait to see her again. Finding Hecate was easier than finding Erida, Rita thought she was the most beautiful goddess anyways. Looking around for a minute, her face brightened up when she saw her, and she half-ran over.

"Hi mom!" she exclaimed as she ran over to give her a hug. "It's been a while! How have you been?"
Rita loved her mom, and was always very excited to see her. She wanted nothing more at this moment than to just sit down, snuggle up against her, and talk to her about whatever.

apocalyptia wrote:

I bounded up the steps to the main hall, a big smile on my face. I finally got to see Mom! Recently, I'd been studying a lot about mythology, especially Chthonian gods. Ends up, Hecate can take three forms. "Wonder which one she'll use for us?" I thought, looking all around the room. There was a sense of power and light that couldn't be found in the mortal world, and I took it all in. Deep breaths and wide eyes to get as much of everything as possible. "Hecate?" I called out, not seeing her at first. I noticed Apollo and Lethe and all other sorts of gods, but not my mother. Odd.

apocalyptia wrote:

Kennedy strided in, unlike the annoyingly perky blonde girl who raced up and called out some name. She held her head high, big dark eyes scanning the room for her mother. Khione was always the regal type, she's noticed. Multiple trips to Olympus has taught Kennedy to not be reckless and certainly not run up steps. Finally, she saw a tall and cold figure standing alone. "Not much family resemblance," she thought. She always thought that, without fail. Other kids had their godly parent's eyes or their smile or something recognizeable between child and parent. She, however, took from her dad in every way possible. "At least I have her personality, or the good facets of it."

apocalyptia wrote:

Timothy didn't want to go. Seeing as he only got here recently, it felt stupid to go up to Hebe and say "Hey there, Mom!" or anything nice or whatever. He sighed, stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked into the room. Elegance seeped from every corner, and boy did he feel under-dressed. Tons of kids were off saying their hellos and telling their mommies and daddies how well they were doing in camp and how they shot a hellhound with an arrow the other day. "What do I do? Tell her the paintings I made in arts and crafts or tell her about gardening?" He wished he had some sort of weapon, just so he wasn't totally bored at camp.