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 Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 5:02 pm
Behold the temple of the gods, inside sit the thrones and the hearth. The gods hold meetings here. Each throne is incredibly large and represents each god. At the head of the room is Zeus's throne and Hera's.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 6:56 pm
Boreas appeared in a gust of a cold wind, he floated down and his feet touched the floor, then folded his wings that became hidden underneath his frosty-white cloak and walked to his seat admiring it a little bit, it was a majestic white marble chair that was engulfed in frost and he sat down in it waiting for someone to converse with "Maybe I can talk to Zephyr," Thought Boreas outloud.
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 1:46 am
 Εros
God of Love, Sex and Desire _______________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ x x x
"Aphrodite it is not, but wild Eros playing like the boy he is, coming down over the flower-tips."
Eros fluttered his way to his seat as he levitated. His golden wings were magnificent and his golden hair glowed. He sat down to his seat, looking satisfied and pleased. His arms, consisting of arrows, which he carries in a golden quiver, and of torches, no one can touch with impunity.He smiled slyly, "I wonder who I can cast as a victim for today." He wondered outloud. "I must ask Aphrodite and Zeus for approval, though." he sighed. Eros was known to be abit foolish, playing with Love. He could turn any mortal fall inlove with another and wipe out the love in couple's hearts.
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 4:06 pm
 Artemis blew into The Grand Hall of the Gods on her silver chariot pulled by rein deer with glittering silver antlers. The chariot was gilded with silver, and glowing white marble. The soft breeze of a cool night swept into the Grand Hall, making the hearth in the center of the throne room flicker. She smiled and sighed a sigh of contentment as she stepped off her chariot and sat gracefully on her throne of silver, with a crescent moon carved into the very top of it. The moon's silver beams seem to shine directly down onto this throne. She dismissed her sacred rein deer, as they flew off, pulling her chariot behind them. She crossed her legs beneath her silky gold dress, and folded her hands on her lap. She looked around, wondering where everyone was. She looked up to the cathedral like ceiling, glittering with all the constellation of the sky. She sat there, in the throne room, by herself, lost in ancient stories of the constellations...
The Chaste One, The Huntress Ἄρτεμις "I will have them rewarded. If we destroy heroes who do us a great favor, then we are no better than the Titans.
If this is Olympian justice, I will have none of it."
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 4:29 pm
☂Ȥ ϵ ʮ ʂ☂"Do not presume to fly in my domain again."
 » Zeus walked in, straightening his tie as he walked. He sighed, lounging about in his throne, watching some gods pass him. He was tired on his confinement on Olympus, it drove him crazy sometimes. He sighed again, this time out of boredom. He spotted Artemis, his beloved daughter.
"Artemis, how lovely you look today," He said airily, waving a hand lazily in her direction. He frowned a bit at Artemis's arrival. She was never one for flashy entrances. That was his job.
"Why do you enter with your chariot? Shouldn't you be with your hunters?" He scolded her gently. She seemed to have given up on her Hunters. He had heard no news from them. He cupped his chin in his hands, groaning. Lines deeper than previous ones graced his face, due to the stress caused by the oil spill in the ocean. Poseidon's fury and unhappiness had taken a toll on his younger brother.
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 4:37 pm
Artemis' trance was broken as her father, Lord Zeus walked in. She saw that he looked very worried, and stressed. She felt a bit sorry for her father, for he was always stressed...
"Hello Father and Thank you." She replied.
"Ah, my Huntresses seem to be enjoying they're own activities back at camp. So, I took a trip to Olympus. Just to see if anything has changed. It all appears the same as last times I was here... Where are all the others?" Artemis asked, looking around at the almost abnormally quite room...
The Chaste One, The Huntress Ἄρτεμις "I will have them rewarded. If we destroy heroes who do us a great favor, then we are no better than the Titans.
If this is Olympian justice, I will have none of it."
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 4:43 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxΩxxxxxxxxxΝɪκєxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxɢσ∂∂єssxxσғxxvɪcтσяч  After a truly magical sleep, Nike awoke with a feel of drowsiness and cold. The daughter of Pallas and Styx groaned from under her wings, but soon extended them sweetly. One, she needed nectar and some ambrosia. It was a constant need for deities on Olympus, and even in the Underworld. It was how they stayed young, it was how they stayed immortal to some extent. Her tummy told her to feed her, and she sat up, dropping her feet sweetly to the ground. She stretched, to find her mother sleeping in the next bed. They were always welcome on Olympus, after they helped save the first war. Even if she was unable to really participate in the previous war, she did lean towards Percy Jackson. How she had leaned towards Achilles. Somehow, the goddess had been attracted to the hero so very much, and tried to warn him of the fall that was destined to arrive, from Apollo’s guidance.
Zeus was still mad at her after that pull. “You fell for him! You are not supposed to love, you are not supposed to feel so much for a pathetic mortal!” the King of the Gods had screamed at her. She was unable to really scream back. She was under the control of the god, even before she was able to fly she had been. Handed over by her mother for the Olympians. And unfortunately, to prove his point, Nike had to see as Paris shot the arrow, killing the mortal she supposedly was showing to much affection for. Still now, when she was supposedly visiting mortals, she would sneak down to the Underworld with Hermes, the only true friend she had of the Olympians, to see the dead hero. He seemed worn and crazed, but he somehow knew that the goddess could have done nothing. Yet, Zeus was unaware of these little conversations, as she had made sure that Hades, Persephone and Hermes swear upon the River Styx that they would not tell Zeus.
She entered the throne room, where she found Eros, Artemis, and Zeus. Eros was flying above, as usual, and the two other were on their thrones. She showed much displeasure upon Zeus, but flew up to the side of his throne, where she folded her wings and dropped her head, pretending to act like Thanatos and Hypnos around Hades. Artemis. They were talking about her hunters. She found slight hatred over those females, because she was constantly near them whenever they were in battle. Which took longer, and in her eyes was way less interesting, than the hockey games or the boxing matches the mortals held on. Yet, she still felt shy and nervous around them. As she said before, Hermes was probably her only friend that was an Olympian. Artemis was just to much independent, and to cocky in her eyes. She didn’t find happiness in hanging around her. She liked to just fly, and control her nerves. After all, she wasn’t even really able to have kids. She was supposed to just be there. A goddess. Though, she was still well known. She was happy that a company named a shoe after her.
All she needed was to say she was here. “Lord Zeus, storm bringer, the wise Ruler of the Olympians.”she said. Agreed, she did consider it to be very sappy. Unfortunately, the god ruled her. Therefore, she would need to address him like so. There were more, she knew, for she was constantly running up new names to through at the King of Olympians. She looked up, nodded at Zeus, but soon reverted her eyes to the marble floor."To Nike (Victory), Fumigation from Manna. O powerful Nike, by men desired, with adverse breasts to dreadful fury fired, thee I invoke, whose might alone can quell contending rage and molestation fell. 'Tis thine in battle to confer the crown, the victor's prize, the mark of sweet renown; for thou rulest all things, Nike divine! And glorious strife, and joyful shouts are thine. Come, mighty Goddess, and thy suppliant bless, with sparkling eyes, elated with success; may deeds illustrious thy protection claim, and find, led on by thee, immortal fame."
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 4:51 pm
☂Ȥ ϵ ʮ ʂ☂"Do not presume to fly in my domain again."
» Zeus turned to Nike, his face stern. He was in no mood to be bothered by anyone, especially when they started with that sappy little greeting. He straightened up in his throne, gazing down at Nike with small interest.
"Yes, Nike?" He said, his eyes narrowing at her suspicious entrance and tone.
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Posted: Thu May 20, 2010 5:04 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxΩxxxxxxxxxΝɪκєxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxɢσ∂∂єssxxσғxxvɪcтσяч
Yet, she found herself opening her holy wings in warning to him. “Just acknowledging my presence, Lord. The Sea Gods are at peace, even if Pontus needs to settle a tad. We have finally locked up the telekhines in Tarturus, with the help of Poseidon. Poseidon is still mad, though, and I might need Harmonia’s help with stopping his rage. In the sky, Notus has been taking over Zephyr’s shine, as the god is having some break like thing with Cloris. If you want to learn about the mortal’s sports matches, I can tell them to you, too, Ruler of the Sky.”she said. She smiled, as Ganymede appeared. A fine, slender mortal that Eos found first, but was soon raped and attacked by Zeus, and brought up to Olympus as the nectar and ambrosia carrier. He looked like a server, now, as the Western Civilization had begun. She took a class of nectar with a smile, and swallowed it down with speed, before putting it back on the tray."To Nike (Victory), Fumigation from Manna. O powerful Nike, by men desired, with adverse breasts to dreadful fury fired, thee I invoke, whose might alone can quell contending rage and molestation fell. 'Tis thine in battle to confer the crown, the victor's prize, the mark of sweet renown; for thou rulest all things, Nike divine! And glorious strife, and joyful shouts are thine. Come, mighty Goddess, and thy suppliant bless, with sparkling eyes, elated with success; may deeds illustrious thy protection claim, and find, led on by thee, immortal fame."
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 8:51 am
Εros
God of Love, Sex and Desire _______________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ x x x
"Aphrodite it is not, but wild Eros playing like the boy he is, coming down over the flower-tips."
"Ah. Marvelous. Zeus arrived." Whipered Eros with delight. He went down to his throne and fluttered away to Zeus. "Zeus, May I ask you something?" He said.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:29 pm
Nagase-Chan Εros
God of Love, Sex and Desire _______________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ x x x
"Aphrodite it is not, but wild Eros playing like the boy he is, coming down over the flower-tips."
Eros fluttered his way to his seat as he levitated. His golden wings were magnificent and his golden hair glowed. He sat down to his seat, looking satisfied and pleased. His arms, consisting of arrows, which he carries in a golden quiver, and of torches, no one can touch with impunity.He smiled slyly, "I wonder who I can cast as a victim for today." He wondered outloud. "I must ask Aphrodite and Zeus for approval, though." he sighed. Eros was known to be abit foolish, playing with Love. He could turn any mortal fall inlove with another and wipe out the love in couple's hearts.
((He doesn't actually need to ask, really. He did whatever he pleased. Wonder how Zeus got to Semele? Answer right there))
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:32 pm
☂Ȥ ϵ ʮ ʂ☂"Do not presume to fly in my domain again."
» Zeus grumbled something unintelligible to Nike, before turning to Eros. He didn't like it when Nike came up to Mount Olympus. He would have preferred her to stay away, and roam the mortal world, but he couldn't risk her having children. Children of victory were likely to overthrow their mother, and they might succeed in winning. He straightened up in his chair, gazing at Eros.
"Good Eros, why do you approach me?" he said in a much happier tone. Eros was a good man, if a little mischievous.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 12:38 pm
((Hmmm. Well, the post has been done, so let's just see Eros and Zeus talk good-naturedly.))
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 1:13 pm
While her father talked to Lord Eros, Artemis turned and looked at Nike. She smiled slightly, and nodded, acknowledging her presents.
"Its nice to see you again, Lady Nike." She said in a smooth tone of voice. She and Nike had never really liked each other, but they didnt hate each other. They just had there differences... But, they were usually nice to each other, acknowledging the other person's existence and saying "hello." Artemis hadnt seen Nike in quite sometime now, and she looked a bit depressed too...
The Chaste One, The Huntress Ἄρτεμις "I will have them rewarded. If we destroy heroes who do us a great favor, then we are no better than the Titans.
If this is Olympian justice, I will have none of it."
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