Chronos wrote:"well i killed the chimera and like 3or 4 of those horse vampires things"austin said
"Congrats. I'm sure the 'horse-vampire-things' appreciate your not knowing their names." Ares yawned. This was not an engaging conversation at all.
The Seelie Queen wrote:Maeve wasn't sure whether to be angry or fine with her father. Having two or three kids is okay, but fifteen? She didn't know how to react to it, so she decided to ignore it. Not sure what to say, she said the only thing that came to mind. "What's it like to give out dreams?" nailed it.
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Caleb smirked, running his hand through his hair. "Fifty points to me, then." he shoved his hands in his pocket. "What do you mean you wouldn't like it if doom was easy to find?"
"Well, depends. For those people who attempt to lucid dream, I like to feed them the weirdest dreams possible before they get a hold of themselves -- ducks ruling the world, disco ball apocalypse, and so on." Morpheus chuckled to himself, scratching his cheek. Mortals attempting to control their dreams -- what a cute idea. "For others, nightmares, I prefer to leave that to Phobetor; I'll pitch in sometimes with a few tips from Phobos or Deimos for an extra edge of terror. All in all, it's pretty fun; dreams can cover such a great variety of materials."
Moros thought for a moment. "Well, people interpret doom as some sort of end-all a lot; it's a terrible death, a horrible crippling event, and so on. Most people wouldn't like to have that sort of thing happen to them so easily, wouldn't they?"
xXSpiritXx wrote:"Since I was a wee lass. Oh wait do ya mean today? Well not at all except my emotions sparkin em off here." Roxy scratched the back of her head "Is that impolite? Gee i'm sorry mum."
"It's perfectly fine, dear." Hestia ran a hand through her hair, settling back in her little chair. Aah, it was wonderful being with her children for the solstice. "Do you have any plans for the new year?"
AuroraGirl wrote:My mother handed me the hot cocoa. It was warm and smelled amazing. I took a sip. "Mmmm... That's some good hot cocoa." I was instantly reminded of a song my dad used to sing at home. It being winter, and he had such an amazing voice. I starting humming the tune, then whispering the words. "There's no place like home for the holidays..."
Mousik listened to her daughter's singing -- although it was only a bit above a whisper -- feeling slightly nostalgic. The song was fairly familiar to her.... Perhaps Aurora's father had sung it to her once. She couldn't remember. She smiled, listening still to the humming -- what a beautiful thing music was.
Zachattac wrote:OOC; I meant 'I find myself afraid of everything' and pardon that this is short, but my original post didn't send and I don't have time to rewrite
BIC: "I guess all of them...." Lenore said as she looked at Aphrodite, then up above them to the stars which twinkled in the winter sky of New York. She couldn't help but smile a little as se watched them for a mere moment before looking back at her mother "I find myself afraid of everything...everyone really an the things that in not afraid of are....macabre"
"Macabre, hm? Interesting. Like Poe and all them?" Aphrodite had a notion of what kind of person Lenore was talking about, but she just wanted to make sure. She tended to concentrate more on the Romantic era of literature and art; beauty could be found in many places, although she preferred a visual form.
VictoriaJohnson wrote:Hmmm....Good fights,she was trying to think.She hasn't fought a human but she fought a monster.So she said"Yes,with a big huge cyclops.I struck it right into its heart.It was really weak I guess,I didn't even have armor on and I killed it."
"Pretty good. Think I saw a bit of that fight." Ares frowned to himself -- had he? He remembered seeing one of his kids fighting a Cyclops, yeah, but he couldn't even remember the gender of the kid.
Jo wrote:"The weather has been warm. Sometimes it rains and I hate rain so on those days I'm inside." Lorelei smiled sheepishly. She thought the ice breakers were over so now Lorlei needed to think of things to talk about. "I made a rocket for my engineering class, Mother," she grinned,"the propulsion system is baking soda and vinegar. It goes thirty feet."
Lei has never felt this awkward before in her life. Her mom seemed so supierior and well, godly. And Lorelei is just Lorelei. There was nothing really special about her.
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"I've been fine, daddy." Eva said monotonously. He called her hon. That was her word. Well, that's a lot of people's word. Like father like daughter, she guessed. Eva fixed her light red hair, pulling around her shoulder. Eva was not nervous to see her dad. She already had to deal with a step-dad(who was very nice, but the whole step-dad thing made Eva take a disliking to him.) so dad who was a god should not be hard to deal with.
"You seem busy." She added, looking at the mirror.
Chione looked at her daughter for a moment, trying to understand what she was telling her -- science? That was an Athena thing, wasn't it? But she smiled and nodded. "Congratulations, that sounds very fun. What's the rocket made out of?" That was, she supposed, a valid question; she was no good at science. She spent more time making it snow to annoy people than studying science.
Anteros half-snorted at her remark -- "busy" was an overstatement. "Oh, no, I was just bored. Sort of sucks to be forced to be at Olympus when you only have, like, at most five kids; I could just as easily find you all at camp and have a short talk."
Look Who wrote:"Smirking. I never mean to but, it happens. It's Sebastian but it's not like you care. I grew up with no father or mother. Tell my why. Why did mom leave? I know why you left. Mom loved you. She said you sent things to hrr sometimes. She said you didn't know about me I guess until camp when you claimed me.”
Dionysus rolled his eyes -- why were some people so dramatic? It was always this with demigods: they always hated the gods for not being there for them. It wasn't like they could help it -- Zeus sort of kept them from contacting them too much. "Why did your mother leave? I have no idea, but my sympathies to you. I'm no mind reader. She loved me and I loved her, but I'm pretty sure she knew I couldn't stay."
Maybeth wrote:-A haiku!!! Of course, how haven't I thought of it?
Jason wondered loudly, without realising. Haiku, a short poem, three lines? With a certain number of words in each line. 7, 5, 7...
Many haikus had been written in history, because of their wisdom and secret meanings... Jason wanted exactly that, but considering his father was a god of the sun, and poetry for he was... kinda different comparing to this high-level-phylosophy, Jason wondered if his father could actually help to this. But he anyway had to try.
- I would like to be a haiku actually, something with the stars? He asked
"Haikus. My specialty for now." Apollo smiled, pulling out a small notepad and pencil to begin jotting down the ideas. This was going to be fun -- bonding time. Heck yeah. "Okay, so. You know anything about astrology? Certain constellations she likes, planets...? We could always ask Ourania about stars -- she's the goddess of astronomy."
High Warlock of Brooklyn wrote: Kendall wrote:
Athena paused for a moment -- Allan, Allan.... Aah, yes. The biologist. "Well, I suppose you already know that you're French because of your father. He was a biologist, looked a bit like Mr. Darcy from one of the Pride and Prejudice versions -- the movie, I believe. A brilliant man, it's a shame he died so soon; he had such interesting ideas." She thought for a moment, and then continued on cautiously: "I believe he died from a cut somewhere on his hand, and that since he apparently had hemophilia he subsequently bled to death." The goddess sighed, shaking her head; mortals were so delicate sometimes.
Celine grinned, satisfied with such detailed description. It wasn't exactly everything she wanted to hear - that would take hours - but it was enough to clarify part of the mist that covered her past. "Thank you! He must have been a great man. I always knew my dad must have been brilliant... And as I remember from Pride and Prejudice, he was probably handsome too. Thanks, mom!" Celine's vision was blurred by tears again. She tried to control herself, since she was afraid to seem ridiculous in front of the majestic goddess that was actually her mother. "And... I want you to know that, even after all this absence, I think you're an awesome mother. Because when my dad died, you could have just abandoned me to death. Instead, you brought me and Morella to a decent orphanage where I grew up safe and sound. I'm also sure that you managed to protect me from all those monster attacks during my childhood. I'm so glad and proud that you're my mother." Celine wiped the tears from her blushed cheeks. That resumed everything that she wanted to tell Athena.Then, all she desired was a hug from her mother. The first and maybe the only one. But she was too shy, and she didn't even know if it was possible to embrace a goddess without burning to ashes. So she just kept staring at Athena, with her blue-grey eyes shining hopefully. Kendall wrote:"Well, kid...." Phobos scoffed slightly, wanting to roll his eyes. Every time a demigod child had a problem, they tried to blame it on his or her parent: "Why didn't you tell us? Why aren't you watching us? You don't care." It was sort of pathetic, but Phobos could feel for them. Having some godly parent watching over you would be slightly comforting, he guessed, if they actually did something to help. "Zeus ain't letting us anywhere near you except during Olympus. Contact minimal except for important reasons -- and if you're gonna say your sister going missing was important, yeah. I'd agree. But the man wouldn't."
After listening to Phobos carefully, Prince was able to calm his nerves a bit. He was still angry, but not with his dad anymore. Because he was just... Obbeying some kind of absurd and cruel law that the ruler of Olympus had invented. He felt like cursing Zeus himself but he wasn't stupidly impulsive to that point."Really? That's a really dumb law, then. I... I guess I forgive you. But my mom doesn't. You know, even after all this years she's still mad because you left her without a single explanation when you found out she was pregnant. And you never visited her or helped us with not even a penny. I understand now, but... You guys should stop having affairs with mortals only to make more demigod children you can't raise!" Those petulant words resumed what Prince wanted to say. He didn't mean to blame Phobos for anything or even dare to offend him, he just wanted his father to be... Aware of his actions, like all the other gods and mortals should be. "Well... At least I hope you were watching me from above, father. I may be an ant to you, but I still exist." He continued, in more personal tone now. "And, just because I'm curious... Why do I have such a dumb name?" With this random question, Prince allowed himself to laugh a bit.
Athena looked at her daughter for a long moment; Celine looked like she wanted to cry. As the words dawned on her, she began to smile -- she had to, of course. This was her child talking to her, and her child she had tried to help if and when she could; there was something gratifying about helping her children. "Thank you, Celine -- I must say, over the years you've made me fairly proud." The goddess laid a hand on the girl's shoulder, giving her a comforting squeeze.
Phobos frowned slightly. He realized the admonishment from Prince was reasonable, but.... "It gets lonely being immortal. Being with a mortal is a... breath of fresh air, I suppose. People unaffected by petty godly wars, just going about their everyday lives and not wondering whether or not you were going to be struck down into the Underworld by this or that god. So simple. I suppose I should stop having children, but that's a thing hardly to be stopped; Zeus encourages it, however brief, for us to produce new generations of heroes." He chuckled to himself, cracking his knuckles. Sometimes he really wondered about that guy -- his romantic exploits were literally the stuff of legends, including him being petty and jealous and even more extreme than he would ever admit. "I was watching you -- most gods with kids at least try to keep tabs on them. Don't remember why you're named Prince, but I suppose it was because we wanted you to be... regal. Or something. I don't know."
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by Maybeth 12/30/2013, 5:01 am
