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 Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 9:25 pm
SCENE: HADES, THE THRONE-ROOM. We join Thanatos, and his twin brother Hypnos, awaiting the King of the Dead, Hades. Thanatos is silent, deep in thought. Hypnos is fidgeting impatiently. Finally, Hades sweeps into the room and seats himself on the Throne of the Underworld.  HYPNOS: Ah, there you are, my lord!  THANATOS: You summoned us, my lord?  HADES: Yes, I did. THANATOS: And what……uhhh…uhhh… HADES: Hm? THANATOS: Uhhh……what may I……Ummm… HADES: You are floundering, little Death. THANATOS: I’m sorry, but……your beard… HADES: Yes, what of it? THANATOS: It’s…gone. HYPNOS: Is it? Oh, you are right, brother! I had not noticed. HADES: What is your point? THANATOS: That IS my point. Your beard is gone. You are beardless. You are without a beard. You don’t have a beard. There’s no beard on your face. HADES: Obviously I am aware of that. Why is it an issue? THANATOS: What do you mean!? Because it’s just...wrong... HYPNOS: *grinning* I think it suits him. HADES: Oh? It is wrong now for a man to shave? THANATOS: But…I have known you for hundreds, thousands of years. Empires and civilizations have risen and fallen. Yet this is the very first time I have seen you clean-shaven. HADES: Is there a law prohibiting me from changing my appearance when I am so inclined? HYPNOS: Of course not. THANATOS: No, but- HADES: Exactly. THANATOS: My lord, I must confess that I am deeply vexed. HADES: Why so? THANATOS: In all this time, I have not known you to entertain the notion of altering your image in any manner. HADES: There is a first time for everything. HYPNOS: Do you recall when you tried playing the lyre for the first time, several months ago, Thanatos? You’ve always claimed to hate music, and yet you were quite enchanted by the instrument. THANATOS: That is so. There is a first time for everything. However, generally a haircut is something you either do once every month, or not at all. I was almost certain you belonged to the second category, my lord. HADES: Don’t be foolish. Have you never felt a desire to abandon the trappings of the familiar? THANATOS: No. HADES: Well…why don’t you try it? THANATOS: I am already beardless, my lor- HADES: Ye gods, you are hopeless. HYPNOS: *giggles* THANATOS: … HADES: Why does this disconcert you so greatly? THANATOS: Well, all the statues of you will be wrong now… HADES: Don’t try my patience. THANATOS: You look so different, my lord. You don’t look like Hades anymore. HYPNOS: Of course he does. He IS Hades. THANATOS: When something remains unchanged for a long period of time, it gains a sort of cultural permanency. Mankind has cultivated a certain image of you, and that image has become set in stone. Literally. It seems almost…profane to simply shrug off those expectations, so suddenly and drastically. HADES: I wonder if I can find a nice black tie to go with that suit I purchased yesterday… THANATOS: *spluttering* A…a su-a suit!? HYPNOS: Whoa... HADES: Indeed. Armani, I think it was. HYPNOS: Bold choice! THANATOS: My lord! I must protest! HADES: Why? THANATOS: Because… HADES: Yes? THANATOS: Because…because it’s...it’s...it’s...WEIRD! REALLY, REALLY WEIRD!!! HYPNOS: You look hysterical. THANATOS: I AM!!! HADES: Well, pull yourself together and go see if you can find me a tie. Something dapper, and do not concern yourself with the price. The Kharites have the most wonderful selections. I suggest you visit Olympus post-haste to acquire them. THANATOS: *cringing* …Oly...Olympus? HYPNOS: Ooh, while you are seeing the Kharites, tell Pasithea that I miss her and I’ll come see her on the morrow. THANATOS: *slumps submissively* Very well...Yes, my lord. HADES: Do you think sunglasses would be a little too strong? THANATOS: I do not know, my lord. HADES: You’re right, nothing is too strong for the King of the Dead. Would you recommend black, to go with the suit, or blue, to go with my eyes? THANATOS: Ummm… HYPNOS: Black. HADES: Of course, black. I always look good in black. I should get some new shoes as well, while I am at it. And a new cell-phone. HYPNOS: A what? THANATOS: My lord, what is going on? HADES: Hm? Oh, are you still here? I told you to get that tie! Off to Heaven with you! THANATOS: I…*sighs* As you command, my lord. HADES: My good servant. HYPNOS: *whispering to Thanatos* What will Lady Persephone think? THANATOS: *groans*
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 9:26 pm
SCENE: HADES, THE RIVER AKHERON. We rejoin Thanatos, trudging grumpily to the Akherousian docks. THANATOS: *pushing his way through a crowd of shades* Out of the way, dead things, Death coming through, one side, move along...Ah, here we are. And where is my brother? Thanatos waits at the dock’s edge for the arrival of the Ferryman in his skiff. Eventually, a hooded and winged figure swathed in ragged robes arrives. THANATOS: Kharon, dear sibling. How goes the day?  KHARON: Like every other day. An endless procession of bland souls, a monotonous chore with a meagre payment. THANATOS: Need I remind you that my duties are just as boring? Except I do not receive ANY payment. KHARON: *shrugs* Fine. What do you want, brother? THANATOS: I need you to take me to Avernos, to the Gates of Hades. I have been sent on a mission to Olympus. KHARON: Oh? How now? What does this mission entail? THANATOS: I am to purchase a tie. KHARON: ...You’re kidding me. THANATOS: Um, and some shoes, and something called a ‘cell-phone’. KHARON: ... THANATOS: Look, before you inevitably burst into a fit of giggles, please take me across the Akheron. KHARON: *points out* You know, you can just fly. THANATOS: There is something I must discuss with you on the way. KHARON: ... THANATOS: Well? KHARON: *outstretched palm* THANATOS: You want me to pay!? KHARON: *nods* THANATOS: I’m your BROTHER! Besides, I’m penniless. Remember, no salary? KHARON: I insist on my rights. THANATOS: I’ll...pay you back? KHARON: *ponders* ...Just get on the damned boat, you twit. Thanatos boards and they depart. The docks fade into the mists as Kharon ploughs the river. KHARON: So, what is it you wish to speak of? THANATOS: Um, you are looking well today. KHARON: No I’m not. THANATOS: The weather is nice, isn’t it? KHARON: This is the underworld, there is no weather. THANATOS: Did you hear that Typhon and Ekhidna had another bab- KHARON: *blurting* Spit it out, Reaper boy! THANATOS: ...I need a loan. KHARON: WHAT!? You already owe me for this trip, what else could you possibly need!? THANATOS: How much do ties and shoes and cell-phones cost? KHARON: NOT ON YOUR LIFE, DEATH! THANATOS: Hades gave me no funds, he’s stingy as ever. KHARON: I am stingier. THANATOS: But...but I have no means to purchase what the Master requires! KHARON: Then you’d better take up a job. *offers Thanatos the oar* THANATOS: *glowering* Funny. I don’t have time to ferry souls. Lord Hades is impatient enough already! KHARON: Well, you can’t have what I have earned! I only get paid in pennies! THANATOS: I deliver roughly one hundred and fifty thousand shades to you daily! KHARON: And? THANATOS: And, you’ve been doing this for thousands of years. KHARON: So? THANATOS: So, that many pennies over that much time? Do we really need to make an estimate? KHARON: ...Okay, so I’m filthy stinking rich! I’m the personification of Taxes, I’m supposed to hoard money, not loan it out! THANATOS: Please? KHARON: No. THANATOS: Pretty please? KHARON: No. THANATOS: *puppy-dog eyes* But I’m your bro... KHARON: *sighs* Oh, here we go. THANATOS: *lower lip quivers* I don’t ask for much... KHARON: That look doesn’t work on either of us, elsewise there’d be a lot less dead children in the world. THANATOS: *growling* I asked nicely, Ferryman. Don’t make me convince you. KHARON: What, so you go from pleading to threatening? Does that ever work on YOU? THANATOS: No. KHARON: Exactly. Face it. You ain’t getting a cent out of me. THANATOS: Then...then I’m not paying for this boatride! KHARON: Suit yourself. *whacks Thanatos in the rump with his oar* THANATOS: YAGH!!! Thanatos is knocked overboard into the Akheron. The murky water sucks him up like quicksand. Kharon stares as the ripples slowly settle, shrugs nonchalantly, and rows along.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 9:28 pm
SCENE: HADES, AVERNOS. We find an unconscious Thanatos drifting on the shore-waters of Lake Avernos, near the Gates of Hades. THANATOS: *gurgles*  ERIS: Ho there, little bro! Death lifts his head groggily out of the brine. THANATOS: Hu-wha....? ERIS: Aw, poor little reaper boy, you look a bit...down in the doldrums. *giggles* THANATOS: Uuuurgh...whahappened? ERIS: It seems apparent that you got on the wrong side of our dear Ferryman. Am I astute? THANATOS: Um. Yes. ERIS: I’m a good judge of appearances. Speaking of which, where are your clothes? THANATOS: My clothes? ERIS: You must’ve lost them in the Akheron. Thanatos looks down, and snaps out of his stupor. THANATOS: *squeaks and frantically covers self* ERIS: *chuckles* Oh, reaper boy, you are TOO funny sometimes. THANATOS: *on the brink of despair* Alas, What did I do to deserve this? ERIS: I’ve no certainty. Ask the Fates. If I had to guess, I’d say you take everything too seriously. THANATOS: I don’t follow. ERIS: You’re a stick-in-the-mud. Face it. Death’s Life is a cosmic joke, because Life is a sober affair for Death. Were I in your position, I’d be thankful for a little hilarity to break up all the morbid macabre melancholy. THANATOS: *wallows in the shallow water* Oh really? ERIS: Well, no, not really. Were I in your current position, I’d be embarrassed and despondent. THANATOS: And nude. ERIS: Oah, Reaper-boy, don’t be simple. I’m the eldest, I was already messing with people’s lives when you were just a little gosling, and as I remember it, you ran around in your birthday suit all the time. I remember when you and that lil’ Eros you used to hang out with- THANATOS: Stop, we’ve ALL heard that story! Don’t tease. Besides, clothing did not come into fashion until the Bronze Age... *blinks* oh....oh no. *slumps back into the Akheron* ERIS: Mm? THANATOS: *muttering* Clothing. My mission. I’d nearly forgotten. Hades will be furious when he learns I’ve failed...and in so prosaic a task... ERIS: Whatever do you mean? THANATOS: Never you mind. I don’t feel like being laughed at. I’ve already made a fool of myself. ERIS: A spectacular fool. THANATOS: *sniffles* ERIS: Awwww. *pats Thanatos’ head* Chin up, little brother. I’m wearing a silk himation today, if you’ve noticed. It was a gift from a rather spunky Prince of Rhodes, and it looks lovely over my khiton. But I can lend it to you. Will that do? THANATOS: *considers this, then nods* ERIS: *soothingly* Goooood. Now, let’s get you out of the paddling pool. Eris offers her hand, and Thanatos obliges. ERIS: There we are. Doesn’t it feel better to be out of that water? THANATOS: *nods* ERIS: Right. Here’s my himation. Oh, but first, wave to the boys and girls. THANATOS: Huh? Thanatos turns just in time for a procession of Satyroi shades and torch-bearing Lampades to pass by and notice him. The underworld spirits freeze, gawk, and then promptly descent into fits of laughter. Death shrieks and snatches the himation to conceal his shame. His face turns a bright blue. ERIS: *grins with wicked mirth* Oh, brother, you make it sooo easy! THANATOS: *glares impotently* ERIS: Hey, look on the bright side of Life, Death. The himation fits you, and it looks much better than your tatty old robe. THANATOS: *trying to ignore the nymphs and satyrs* You...you think so? ERIS: Sure, why not? You don’t always have to look so...grim, reaper boy. THANATOS: No, I suppose not. ERIS: *chipper* Good. You go off and do your little errand, then. THANATOS: *dismayed* You didn’t have to humiliate me, sister. ERIS: Nothing personal. I’m the goddess of discord, it’s my job to vex people. And I’m your big sister, so it’s also my job to vex YOU personally. Huh, I guess it was personal then. Oh well. Anyway, I’ve got things to do. Places to go. Stuff to steal. Ciao. Thanatos watches Eris depart, torn between contempt and gratitude. Then he realizes the Lampades and Satyroi are still giggling at him. With a glare, he sends them scurrying. He fastens the himation properly and heads over to the Gates of Hades. THANATOS: *admiring his new attire* Ah well, at least my luck is beginning to impro- Enter Kerberos. The three-headed guard dog of the Underworld elects that auspicious moment to spear-tackle Death onto the ground and cover his dashing new himation in three gullets worth of hellhound-drool. THANATOS: ...Bugger.
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 9:30 pm
SCENE: EARTH, CUMAE, ITALY. Thanatos emerges from a deep shadow near one of the worldly tributaries of the Akheron. He storms into the light, draping a death shawl over his head, wiping slivers of gummy drool off of his robe and trying not to retch. THANATOS: This day couldn’t possibly get any worse...Now, I need a guide to reach the heights of Olympus, where the shadows have no acquisition. Thanatos arbitrarily reaches into a thicket and pulls out a very surprised looking Satyr.  ERASMIOS: Aaaargh! Put me down! THANATOS: You there. Satyr. ERASMIOS: *struggling* It’s Ras to you, bucko, and what in Zeus’ name do you think you’re... THANATOS: Speak no further. ERASMIOS: ... THANATOS: Know you who I am. You will serve me as a guide while I walk in the world of mortals. You will lead me to the gates of the Most High, atop the heavenly spire. Erasmios gulps and nods timidly. THANATOS: *lets go* Very good. You may speak now. ERASMIOS: *spooked* You really are...Death himself...aren’t you? THANATOS: Indeed. ERASMIOS: ...You...you smell like dog-breath. THANATOS: *sighs* ERASMIOS: Well, you do. And your robe is all sticky and gooey. THANATOS: I know. ERASMIOS: And you’ve got- THANATOS: Shut up! ERASMIOS: *sheepish* Sorry. Uh, Your Deathliness. THANATOS: How far from this place is Olympia? ERASMIOS: Erm...on foot, or by car? THANATOS: *flexes his wings* ERASMIOS: Oh...duuude, you’re really gonna carry me, Your Grimness? THANATOS: I see little choice in the matter. ERASMIOS: Um... THANATOS: *glares* What? ERASMIOS: You’re all sticky and smelly, Your Lowness. THANATOS: Yes, you’ve established that already. ERASMIOS: Couldn’t we get Your Skinniness some new threads or something? THANATOS: My Skinniness? ERASMIOS: I...ran out of adjectives. THANATOS: Cease with the honorifics. Just call me Thanatos. ERASMIOS: Er, right. THANATOS: I do not see why you should concern yourself with my apparel. ERASMIOS: Well, it’s just that, you’re, you know, like...Death. THANATOS: I am aware. ERASMIOS: You should be all grim and imposing, like “COWER, BRIEF MORTALS”, like in that book, cept you’re not a skeleton, or a perky Goth chick. But you look like a washed-out, weedy teenager with terrible B.O. and- THANATOS: *growls* ERASMIOS: ...And really nice...plumage? THANATOS: You are a very strange little Satyr, ‘Ras’. ERASMIOS: Heh, that’s what high-speed broadband does to ya. *pats his laptop shoulder-bag* THANATOS: I do not follow. ERASMIOS: Uh, nevermind. THANATOS: You haven’t answered my question. ERASMIOS: Oh. About the smell n’ stuff. Uh. It’s just...aw, come on! I mean, you know, what’ll the Gods say up there? *points at the sky* THANATOS: *hesitates* ...You think they will disapprove? ERASMIOS: I think they’ll laugh at you. I’m just looking out for ya is all. THANATOS: Perhaps you speak truly. Very well. Take me to a merchant. ERASMIOS: Okay, great, sure thing! Gucci it is. Oh, but... THANATOS: What is it now? ERASMIOS: Well, you do look a little conspicuous, and people might not...  THANATOS: *snaps fingers* There. ERASMIOS: Whoa, much better! Very, uh...Death-without-wings-like. You’re definitely an Autumn. Why the weird hood thing? THANATOS: I don’t like the light. ERASMIOS: ...Oh. THANATOS: * sighs and removes the shawl* Very well. Is there anything else? ERASMIOS: ...Well, there is one other thing. THANATOS: *deadpan* Do tell. ERASMIOS: What are the nymphs like in Hades? THANATOS: ... ERASMIOS: Are any of them into guys with pulses? THANATOS: ... ERASMIOS: Is lady Persephone as hot as they say she is? THANATOS: *walks away* ERASMIOS: Hey, wait for me!
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2009 9:33 pm
Okay, the rest is for you guys. Keep adding vignettes to the story, and we'll see just how much worse Death's day can get. Try to keep all the characters in the spirit of their mythical roots, especially with the Olympians, who should be portrayed as jaded and bored like the immortals they are, not young and passionate. Still, try make it funny.
The running Joke seems to be Thanatos constantly getting his clothes ruined and having to wear increasingly more unflattering things. Just picture him in a grim reaper halloween costume.
Okay, guys, I'm leaving the poor reaper and his urbane satyr chauffeur in your hands. Enjoy.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 10:42 am
RAS: Soo...can ya tell me what this "Olympus" jig is all about?
THANATOS: ...
RAS: Please?
THANATOS: No.
RAS: Pretty please?
THANATOS: NO.
RAS: Pretty pretty please?
THANATOS: Not in your life.
RAS: Pretty pretty please with a -
THANATOS: *gives Ras an ominous glare*
RAS: *desperate to change the subject* Man, I feel like I'm starvin' to death.
THANATOS: Are you mocking me?
RAS: Oh! Uh, sorry! Of course not! Hehe...
THANATOS: *sighs* Whatever.
The two of them walk by a McDonald's when Ras suddenly stops.
RAS: Hey, ya want some nice grub?
THANATOS: Grub?
RAS: Yeah! Like Diet Coke, french fries, a burger grilled to perfection... *drools at the thought of good food*
THANATOS: Diet Coke? Burger? French fries?
RAS: Yup. Ya know, fast-food?
THANATOS: Fast-food?
RAS: How about ya just try it?
THANATOS: Umm...I'd rather not. Besides, I'm Death. I won't starve unlike SOME mortals...
Silence.
RAS: McDonald's it is then!
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2009 8:20 pm
THANATOS: Ugh. Now I remember what you call "fast-food" That greasy stuff is a quick ticket to an early... well you get the point...
RAS: stare Ya... Well I could go for some about now *stomach growls* See. lol
THANATOS: Groan.
RAS: Oh lighten up. I can practically taste the juicy delectable fries and burgers! *drools slightly*
THANATOS: Uh... okay?
RAS: Trust me when you're this hungry junk food is really the only way to go.
**They go up to the McDonalds**
THANATOS: *notices the sign on door that says no shirt, no shoes, no service* I guess that means I couldn't go in even if I wanted to. Which I don't... *frown*
RAS: *smiles* Don't worry, buddy. I got you covered. *pulls out a bright orange and blue tie dye T-shirt and a pair of flip-flops* See now you've got shirt and shoes SO that means they have to give you service. 3nodding
THANATOS: You've got to be kidding.... mad
RAS: Huh?
THANATOS: This is a joke right? Don't you have anything more decent?
RAS: 'Fraid not. But I did the tie dye job myself.
THANATOS: *puts on the shirt and flip-flops* *deadpan* I'm sure I'll fit right in...
RAS: That's the spirit. C'mon!
THANATOS: *grumbles about not even needing sustinance*
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2009 6:38 pm
RAS: *pulls Thanatos into McDonald's* Ah! The sweet smell of the fast-food industry! Charming, isn't it? biggrin
THANATOS: No. stare
RAS: Well...what do ya want?
THANATOS: I don't eat fast food. I don't need food. The only "food" I'd need is ambrosia or nectar.
RAS: But fast-food is the ambrosia and nectar of the 21st century! blaugh
THANATOS: *sighs* You haven't tasted ambrosia or nectar so you have no idea what it's like.
RAS: Are ya SURE ya don't want some nice delicious burgers?
THANATOS: I'm sure.
RAS: *goes up to desk*
PERSON WHO SELLS FOOD: *monotonously* Hello, sir. May I take your order?
RAS: Yes. I'll have the Big Mac with a Coke and a Kid's Meal with Diet Pepsi, ah... *reads nametag* Frank. mrgreen
FRANK: Very well sir. *types stuff in cash register* That'll be 4.99. (I honestly don't know the cost.)
RAS: *gives Frank $5* Keep the change. 4laugh
FRANK: *sighs* Have a nice day, sir.
RAS: Thank you Frank! *grabs Big Mac and Kids Meal*
THANATOS: Who's the Kid's Meal for? neutral
RAS: *whistling innocently* rolleyes
THANATOS: You're kidding.
RAS: I got you the Apple Dipper! You know you'll love it! 4laugh
THANATOS: *sigh* I guess I know how Frank feels. Speaking of which...*walks up to Frank* Hey.
FRANK: Hello, sir. May I -
THANATOS: Do you hate life and everything in it? confused
FRANK: Yes. emo
THANATOS: Welcome to the club.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 4:38 pm
RAS: Oh Thanatos, you's so dramatic. Here eat a bite of your chicken nuggets it'll make you feel much better. *Ras sticks the tiny box of what can be assumed to be chicken in front of Thanatos* Yummy yummy c'mon y'know you wanna eat it.
THANATOS: No I don't like them!
RAS: Try it first!
THANATOS: NO!
RAS: Would you, could you in a box? Would you, could you eat them with a fox?
THANATOS: *frowns* Why me? *snatches the chicken nugget and takes a bite before Ras asks him if he'd do it in a house or with a mouse*
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 7:41 pm
RAS: Would you eat your Apple Dippers in a house? Would you eat them with a mouse?
THANATOS: I hate the 21st century.
RAS: *winks* It only gets better!
THANATOS: Define "better".
RAS: I'll show you, when we're done eating.
THANATOS: *snaps his fingers and the Kid's Meal disentigrates* I need to do this quickly. I mustn't waste time. Lord Hades can be rather impatient.
RAS: *gobbles down Big Mac* Aaah! *belches*
THANATOS: Augh! That was foul! xp
RAS: That was awesome. razz
THANATOS: Why do I exist?
RAS: Well, it all started when -
THANATOS: That was a rhetorical question, "Ras".
RAS: Oh... sweatdrop
THANATOS: Where to next?
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 8:49 pm
RAS: Well, I was thinking, maybe you look a little... let's just say... sort of... how do I put it? Uhm, well...---
THANATOS: *as if to finish Ras's statement (or rather lack of statement)* Foolish in this ridiculous outfit?
RAS: Well I was thinking you looked totally wacky but foolish works too.
THANATOS: *deadpan* Ras, my friend, you're antics only get more and more delightful each time I am force-fead another....
RAS: Uhm, thank you...?
THANATOS: *sounding a little threatening* So what next?!
RAS: Well, I amm.. err... ah.... I sort of thought we might hitch-hike to the nearest stoping point.
THANATOS: I suppose it's not the worst suggestion you've made. *in though* Although with the luck I've been having, we'll get picked up by someone slimy, vulgar, and gross. neutral
RAS: Hey, is it just me or do you recognize that guy?
THANATOS: What guy?
RAS: The one with the wings on his shoes dropping off the supply of burgers and buns.
THANATOS: *Groans* stare *in thought* Oh terriffic, Hermes is here. If he sees me decked out like some foolish hippie, everyone will know. Hermes enjoys a laugh at other people's expense, undoubtably mine seeing as my work forces him to spend time rounding up souls. sad
HERMES: Ras, buddy! *gives Ras a high 5* S'up, Who's your friend?
THANATOS: *in thought* Ras if you let slip my identity to Hermes you're toast! *gives "subtle" jestures to indicate that Ras should keep mum*
RAS: *in thought* Why Thanatos keeps making faces... What's that? He wants me to chop off his head? eek Oh wait I think he wan't me to keep quiet about something...
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 8:38 pm
THANATOS: *realizing that Ras is too dumb to understand* I'm his friend...Frank.
RAS: But - *gets kicked in the shin by Thanatos*
HERMES: Ah, Frank. Hmmm...I think I've seen you before...
THANATOS: Well I haven't!
HERMES: Hmmm...oh well! *resists laughter* Well, nice threads, Frank!
RAS: I recommended them!
HERMES: Ah, Ras! *noogies him* You're a saint!
THANATOS: *sighs* Can we please go?
RAS: Aw, come on "Frank"! It's been a long time since me and Hermes last met!
HERMES: Aw man, Frank! I'd give my winged sandals to see Thanatos in that! You're a lot like him, you know!
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 10:49 pm
THANATOS: Oh really? stare
HERMES: Yep, speaking of which I heard from Hera, who heard from Apollo, who was told by Artemis who heard from Aphrodi---...
THANATOS: *rubs his head in annoyance* Get to the point already you pitiful goofball!!!
HERMES: *frowns* I was gettin' there! Where was I? ...Oh right who heard from Aphrodite, who was told by Persephone that ol' Hades is getting a whole new wardrobe. Isn't that nice?
RAS: *Gasps* eek Oh my gosh, really? Boy, that's funny! Hey Tha-- uhm I mean Frank isn't that a hoot?
THANATOS: *deadpan* Oh, a regular laugh riot.
HERMES: Wanna know the funniest part?
RAS: OF CORSE I DO, NOW SPILL!!!
HERMES: Weeeeellllll... I heard that Hades sent Thanatos to buy his new outfits! xd
RAS: *in thought* Oh, so THAT'S why Thanatos is out and about. Funny you should mention Thanatos, Hermes--- *Thanatos kicks Ras's leg*
THANATOS: Oh yeah, well me and Ras should probably get going now. *Thanatos shoves Ras too frantically resulting in getting Diet Coke spilled all over his clothing* Grrrraaaaahhhh! Curse that stupid mortal beverage!!! Grr, not again! evil
HERMES: *smiles* Ah I knew it was you Thanatos, don't worry about that though, buddy. I think I have a package with something you can wear if you want. *He laughs a pesky laugh* blaugh Enjoy!
THANATOS: Could it get any worse? *looks very POed* Well lets see what's in the box....
{I'll let someone else choose the next get-up since I'm not sure mine's devious enough.}
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:34 am
THANATOS: By Styx...you're kidding. eek
HERMES: Nope. twisted
RAS: I wanna see! I wanna see! blaugh
THANATOS: *sighs* Why do you torture me in this way?
HERMES: Two reasons: 1) It's my job. 2) It's fun! 3nodding
RAS: You can't go against that logic! blaugh
THANATOS: Fine... *pulls black prom dress out of a box*
HERMES: *resisting laughter*
RAS: *copying Hermes*
THANATOS: Well...at least it's black...
HERMES: Well, would ya look at the time! Gotta go! *speeds out of McDonald's, laughing his head off* rofl
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2009 3:22 pm
THANATOS: I am going to kill Hermes! There is no way I'm wearing this!
RAS: But it's really not so bad and besides you're covered in diet coke.
THANATOS: *thinks for a second* Hey! You just want me to wear this ridiculous dress, don't you?
RAS: No, I'm just trying to explain the sensible point to wearing it.
THANATOS: Sigh, I guess I have no choice. *he goes into the McDonalds bathroom and returns with a look of utter anger* Well let's hurry and go as soon as the chance arrises to get a new set of clothing I'm taking it!
RAS: Wait a sec...
THANATOS: What?
RAS: *surpressing laughs so much is turning pink* You forgot the corsage.
THANATOS: *rages* Why you! *He grabs Ras by the arm and goes out of the restaurant*
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