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 Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 12:56 pm
When you need something a little stronger than coffee...
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 1:05 pm
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↭Goddess of Ruin↭
╚════════════════╝ Some Fall from Heaven After destroying her lounge, Ate had left her palace and just walked. She had walked for hours under her powers of invisibility so the mortals wouldn't be able to see or hear her...but everyone she passed were left in arguments or tears as her mood traveled like a breeze in her wake...it affected the humans like a drug and left them all either irritable or utterly depressed.
She felt betrayed and abandoned, yet she wasn't quite sure if they were the proper emotions. Maybe she should feel abused and mocked. If it had been Morpheus that caused her to have such a dream of Prometheus, the god of dreams was going to regret it. He was going to regret it very much.
Hot tears stung her eyes and she quickly wiped them away, replacing them with anger that she let boil deep in her gut. Turning a corner, the goddess came upon a local bar and paused in her trek to consider. The sun was coming up in an hour...as a human in a bar she would be the only one there...She swore a vile curse and transformed into her human form...dressed in a casual pair of jeans and an oversized floppy sweater and her long black hair up in twisted clip to keep it off her shoulders and converse sneakers on her feet.
With a sigh, she entered the bar and took a seat at the counter. She ordered a vodka strong. Some are Thrown
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 4:18 pm
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♫♀♥ Dionysus, God of Wine ♥♂♪
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Dionysus was bored. Not even ‘slightly’ bored, he was genuinely bored out of his mind. Usually this was when his followers came in handy to please and entertain him, but on that day not even they could satisfy his need for attention.
So, out of curiosity, Dionysus made the rash decision of taking his own little form of field-trip, where he truly got to mingle with his faithful followers; The mortals. Even if he did not celebrate with them directly, Dionysus had observed their ways of life and their sheer dependency on alcohol, even when there was nothing to celebrate. Even those who felt dejected and abandoned turned to his precious invention for comfort, which brought such a brilliant smile to his face that it was almost unbelievable how happy he truly was.
And it was these thoughts in particular which inspired his visit to a particular bar that night, disguised in a much more... fitting, modern look which he had seen on some mortals and adored, which, if he recalled correctly, was a ‘Bohemian style’.
Anyway, after he spent quite some time wandering, Dionysus finally came across the bar he was so keen to visit, and was rather saddened to find it almost deserted. He loved attention, and parties and... well, he loved people celebrating and having fun, and this was far from what he expected.
With a rather angry huff he sat himself down at the bar to order himself a drink, a simple glass of red wine, before taking a good look around.
Strangely, on his way in, he had somehow missed the figure sitting a few seats down from him at the bar, but when he did realise her he couldn’t help but stare. As he tilted his head to one side his eyes began scanning her face, followed by whatever else he could see of her, which brought him to the conclusion that she definitely seemed familiar. Though he couldn’t for the life of him work out why.
“Haven’t I seen you before...” He muttered, thinking out loud more than anything else. If he didn’t find out soon it would annoy him the whole time he was there, so he simply continued to stare as he searched through his mind for any hints as to who she could possibly be...
“Bacchus hath drowned more men than Neptune.”
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 4:31 pm
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↭Goddess of Ruin↭
╚════════════════╝ Some Fall from Heaven Her head was hanging low between her shoulders, her elbows propped up on the counter to brace her weight. Four empty glasses were standing in a cold, empty line before her, one half full clenched tightly in a white knuckled grip. The bar-tender should have cut her off three drinks ago, but she just hadn't hit the limit yet as far as looking or seeming drunk...He couldn't believe it.
Sighing deeply, Ate sat back and drained the glass in her hand, slamming it down on the counter-top and then slapping the table. "Another!" She demanded. "No ice this time."
She was still going over and over the night before in her mind, as fuzzy as it was becoming. She decided that if it had been a dream, she'd hunt Morpheus down, if it hadn't, well, the next time he showed his face around her palace she'd blast it off...
The bartender produced another glass and began pouring the clear liquid into the container...but Ate took the bottle from him, drained the glass and then took a large gulp from the bottle before she winced and set it down again.
She hadn't noticed anyone else come into the bar, and she certainly hadn't sensed a god enter...but even so, someone spoke to her and found her to be familiar, apparently. Ate rolled her eyes and sneered before sending a sidelong glare his way.
"I highly doubt you know me..." She said, her voice full of disdain. It wasn't until she'd took another drink and glanced back at the man that she suddenly sensed he was an immortal...
"...Wait..." She scowled through the blur in her eyes. "Maybe I do know you..." She moved over to be a seat closer to him, leaning toward him to get a better look at his eyes. "What's your name?" She asked, her words beginning to slur. Some are Thrown
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 5:33 pm
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♫♀♥ Dionysus, God of Wine ♥♂♪
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Dionysus opened his mouth to reply, but when he noticed the bartender bringing him his drink he held a hand up towards the stranger, in a much more regal, polite way of saying ‘hold on a sec’ than a typical mortal would, while his other hand lifted his glass to his lips before he took a sip. He hummed with delight as he savoured the first mouthful before swallowing it so delicately he seemed to be trained in the very art of drinking properly. If there even was such a thing.
He finally lowered his hand when he was done with his first mouthful, a bold smile on his face as his bubbly personality began to shine through now that he had the taste of wine on his lips, “If you must know... My name is Dionysus.” He twirled his glass in his hand, still contemplating this person’s identity, but he just couldn’t stop himself from laughing at her tipsy attitude, “You must not be able to hold your alcohol well...” He giggled childishly, even though compared to himself no one could ‘hold his or her alcohol well’. He was a champion drinker after all, drinking at any time of the day or night, celebrating anything and everything with a delicious glass of wine. Or ten.
“And who are you...?” He finally asked, his smile still showing his amusement loud and clear, but he tried to make it look more happy and a little less annoying or disrespectful.
“Bacchus hath drowned more men than Neptune.”
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 5:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 6:02 pm
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╚════════════════╝ Some Fall from Heaven Ate rolled her eyes and looked down at the bottle before her, took another long swig while she waited for him to drink his wine. His tedious tasting annoyed her...but right now, everything annoyed her. The bartender wiping a glass clean annoyed her. The room was spinning and when the man finally spoke, Ate recognized him immediately.
She groaned, "Dionysus...how quickly we forget." she turned on her stool, wobbling a slightly and catching the counter with one hand to steady herself. "...I'm Ate-Goddess of Ruin...you gave me a shelf of wine last month-hic-for helpin' you get rid of a little problem you had..." She hiccupped again and nearly fell off her stool but caught herself with the counter and kept perfectly still for a moment before settling back in more comfortably with a proud sniff of her nose.
"And I can hold my alcohol just fine, thank you very mush..." Her words were running together worse and worse. "It just so happens I want to be drunk!" Ate grabbed the neck of her vodka bottle roughly and whipped it up to her lips. She downed three gulps and set the bottle back down with a loud growl as the liquid burned all the way down.
A few seconds passed with Ate staring off into space, and soon, her mood changed from annoyed and defiant to depressed and morose. She leaned further down on the counter and used one hair to push her bangs back away from her face, her eyes closing as tears threatened to come.
"Have you ever felt like you were going insane?" She asked Dionysus, glancing over at him. "I'm going insane..." She whimpered. "...At least, for Morpheus sake I better be going insane." she dropped her head on the counter, using her arm as a pillow.
"It's not bad enough I'm banished to this hell hole of a world...mundane and monotonous...they have to even punish me in my dreams." She moped. "Give me what I want most and then sneak it away when I'm not looking..." She swore and glared at the mirror behind the shelf of liquor behind the bar. She had a long scar that ran across her left cheek...it didn't stand out, but it was there and to Ate, it took over her face...Maybe Prometheus had been real and decided he wanted someone prettier...She sighed and touched the scar as her thoughts wandered.
Outside on the sidewalk and streets, the air was tense...People were grumpy and arguments were breaking out in random little puddles. Some are Thrown
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 3:24 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 3:09 pm
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♫♀♥ Dionysus, God of Wine ♥♂♪
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“My apologies then, for not recognising you at first, Ate. I see so many people each day it is difficult to keep track of each one...” Dionysus continued to grin widely, which was beginning to look like he was mocking Ate with it, but he made sure not to make that clear whatsoever. And, strangely, even if he did usually show impeccable manners, Dionysus didn’t even flinch when Ate began to stumble slightly, his attention now back on his fine glass of wine. He usually relished amongst his faithful drunk companions, usually quite drunk himself too, but right now he simply watched Ate out of both curiosity and a need for entertainment. He was bored after all, and the ex-goddess was a gold mine of hilarity to him.
With a snort, he looked away from her, finishing off his glass before waving at the bartender to refill it, and only after that did he glance at her from the corner of his eye, “It is quite obvious you want to get drunk, I wasn’t criticising that decision of yours. I was simply commenting on the fact you don’t seem to be able to control yourself at all when tipsy. Though I doubt you even care. I may as well be chatting merrily to myself about your drunken tendencies. I think replying to myself would bring about a much more interesting conversation...” Dionysus yammered without a single care in the world. He was after all the God of madness, and every now and again it was hard not to notice his strange mood swings and speeches or anything he did for that matter.
Speaking of madness, Dionysus seemed to perk up slightly when he heard Ate bring up the topic of insanity. He just couldn’t help himself from beaming brightly at this opportunity to speak of his... well, basically his profession, “Have I ever felt insane, you ask? Hah!” His laugh was hearty and loud. It was the kind of laugh someone at a dinner party was likely to do when there were much too many people talking at once, but in this practically empty bar it seemed to echo almost eerily around the room, “There is not a single person, mortal or God, who has never felt the exciting thrill of insanity. It is part of us all, whatever path you choose. It is something which haunts us as both a horrid curse, but also as a beautiful reminder that we are all capable of feeling such beautifully strong emotions...”
He now seemed to realise Ate’s mood, but this didn’t sway his own in the slightest, “Oh, come now, Ate! I do not know of your current situation since your banishment, so I do not know the full extent of your punishment, but I once lived among mortals, for a short while. I travelled and taught people the ways of the Gods, and I was loved greatly by many. But, I was also hated by some. That is far from mundane and monotonous in my opinion...” His tone seemed to drop down a few levels of happiness here, but he still smiled widely all the same.
“Tell me, Ate...” Dionysus said after a moment of pondering what he could possibly say next, “... What is it that you dreamt of? And what is it that you want that they so callously rip away from you?”
“Bacchus hath drowned more men than Neptune.”
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 6:07 pm
 °˟.˟.˟Mortal Persephone˟.˟.˟°
Lady of Darkness Persephone ambled in to the bar as her cab pulled away, its tires screeching and forcing water from the puddles in the street onto the curb. She felt immediately out of place when the pungent scent of alcohol wafted into her face. It choked her for a moment, but she continued on and found a seat at the bar. Being the goddess of innocence, she'd never touched a drop of alcohol. But then again, she had never been quite so upset. The bartender looked at her with intrigue when she asked for some whiskey and then asked him to fill the glass and leave out the ice. She looked around and a man winked at her. She blushed in response and simply turned around, not wanting to have any further interaction with him. When her glass slid across the bar to her. She knocked it back like a shot and chugged, slamming down the glass and breathing hard. She shook her head to clear it, but it was still fuzzy. That was okay with her. Everything felt a little funny, but she didn't feel as stressed or afraid. Across the bar she saw two people who were vaguely familiar to her. One was Ate, the goddess who had been in her husband's throne room earlier. And the other was... Her mind was fuzzy. "Ah!" she murmured, in realization. It was her half-brother Dionysus. She smiled and waved at them, looking a little tipsy. ˟˟˟...You should have known better...˟˟˟
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 7:38 pm
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╚════════════════╝ Some Fall from Heaven The goddess could feel her skin burning as the liquor ran rampant through her system. There was a buzzing in her ears and her vision was completely blurred as she tried to focus on anything that caught her attention. As Ate listened as Dionysus spoke not noticing Persephone come in, but then, at the time she probably didn't even care. She was barely noticing Dionysus and they were in mid conversation.
She was far more drunk than she realized. Rolling her eyes, Ate splashed the vodka around in her bottle, trying to judge how much was left. She'd been on this horrid world since the foundation of Troy and it had done nothing but bore her and serve as a mockery to her...a limitation. It was a permanent 'grounding' as the humans would put it.
She sat up, straightening to her full height before slouching in her chair a little and throwing back the bottle of vodka to drain what was left. His question made her head swirl. What did she want? What did she dream of? Her eyes flashed red and she felt a stab in her heart as images played through her mind in a long processions.
She saw herself in her rightful place on Olympus, as a goddess among the rest...She saw Prometheus there too...they deserved more than this...constant wondering of where they belonged or what rights they had or what was truly theirs. A tear escaped her eye as he was brought back to the forefront of her mind. She didn't even know where he was. Maybe last night was a goodbye...
"I want to see this world burn..." She stared into nothingness and a muscle tightened in her jaw, her eyes filling with hate. "I want to see Zeus groveling on his hands and knees...begging for mercy...and all his little minions swearing fealty to anyone but him." Her anger was rising, building in a hot knot in the pit of her stomach...and a pair of men in the corner of the room on the opposite side of the bar broke into a heated argument.
Ate's nails were digging into the bartop, leaving white nicks behind...The Bar tender moved to make her stop, but upon looking at her face, left her to her business. Ate's temper didn't boil long, however, as her face slowly softened and her dilated eyes filled with the water of tears once again...
"And what I want..." She suddenly remembered Prometheus standing in her hall after five hundred years of being gone with no word. "I want Prometheus back..." She brushed the hair out of her face and wiped the tears from her cheeks as she stood.
"But I don't ever see any of that happening." She steeled herself, her emotions being promptly locked away. "If you'll excuse me, Dionysus, I do believe I'll go find some fun with these mortals you cherish so...I need to let off some steam." It was then, and only then, that Ate noticed Persephone at the bar farther down.
Her eyes widened and she stumbled a little closer, grabbing a hold of Dionysus' chair to steady herself as she went to lean heavily on the counter beside Persephone.
"...You probably shouldn't be here..." She said, genuinely surprised that the goddess of innocence would be in a bar of all places. "Does your husband even know you're here?" She asked. Some are Thrown
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:53 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:56 am
Psyche Goddess Of Soul
Psyche Walked Into The Bar No-One Knew Her In Her Mortal Form She Went And Sat In A Booth And Looked At Ate Then At The Table Again She Smiled To Herself Then Looked At A Poster On The Wall she noticed hera and shook her head...oh dear ate what did you do now...she sighed 
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 4:06 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 16, 2010 4:11 am
Psyche Goddess Of Soul
ate your so busted....psyche said sitting next to her seeing she was drunk ate your dead meat....she shook her head and sighed...hera is so going to tell zues...wat a dibber dobber... she whispered to no one
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