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 Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 10:59 pm
xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε Wait, Nike was standing up for his nephew? The Earth-Shaker was surprised, though, hated she was right. Orion, the handsome giant that had been gifted by Po, had been given help to get his sight back from the keep-to-himself blacksmith. Some of the flames and storms in his eyes had died down, as Victoria talked. "That was a long time ago. Orion has been dead for decades." he replied, calming down more and more as the waves in the distance and the goddess's sweet voice rang in his eardrums. "May I ask what are you trying to say?" his voice dry with more demand than requesting as his eyes fixed on his now empty coffee cup. Then, the thing that surprised and calmed down Nethuns the most was her comment about a child and her quietness. Apparently one was hitting her, and a small smile perched on his face as the flames in his eyes receded.'With the strength of the sea with victory at their side, they're gonna be truly invincible. Even Ares will probably won't be a match for them.' Quietness filled the area covered in mist except for Nike's hiccups. It seemed the babies may be due tomorrow. Neptunus had to think of someone that could raise the winged child. Neptunus was so caught up in thoughts, that he didn't notice Caerus disappear to probably go gamble in Las Vegas. xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx♆xxxxxxтнє gσ∂ σƒ sєαxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 11:19 pm
 тнε ωιηgεd gσddεss σf vιcтσяч Now she was starting to hate the baby. Four hands were punching, four feet were kicking. It seemed as if they wanted to barge down a door of some sort. She kept hiccuping as this happened, cutting through the silence that had appeared in their little room of mist. "Sorry. Should I comment about Hephaestus' help towards Perseus Jackson, then?"she said, opening her eyes and looking at Neptune. Surprisingly, upon the mention of the demigod, she did not speak roughly or with distaste. Her eyes seemed to die down as he ordered about what she had been talking about. She got up, though a pain with her rather swollen feet, and wrapped her arms down, clasping her hands together so that if they pulled up, they'd be able to choke the god. She lay her head on the god's shoulder, she looked north, a swallow coming down her throat. Before a kid kicked again, making her move her head a little bit to regain the pose. "No, you can't, Lord Poseidon. Though you may answer this one. Once the child gets a good home, whatever, will I return to a mere slave of Keraunos? Obviously he will probably keep me on a short leash for a few years, and then what? I'm fine with whatever you want, unless it's being transformed into a horse or a pony or some pegasi thing,"she asked, her voice low and a mere whisper.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 12:04 pm
xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε As the kids kept kicking and punching the goddess, he couldn't help but laugh a little. As she spoke, he didn't believe that she hadn't said his son's name in disgust. Victoria hatted all half-bloods more than anything. Was she grateful of him that she got more recognized due to Percy's wish? "Fine. So he helps my kids, but he risked my son's life before he would help them. Therefor, I shall always have little hate for him." Poseidon eyed the goddess as she walked towards, position herself to choke the god, and rested her beautiful head on his shoulder. As a kid kicked her, a loud hiccup rang in his ears. Then Victoria repositioned her head, probably to not fall to the ground. As she whispered sweetly into his ear, he laughed with her mention of being turned into a horse or a pegasi. "You said child instead of children. What's that for? Gonna act like Aura? I'm guessing you know I'll act like Artemis if you are gonna eat them? And to answer your question, you're then gonna leave the survivor alone. The winged one will be with a god I have in mind. There, the child, Sosigenes or Aristomache, will be raised happily," Po said, thinking about giving the child to Notus. It was amazing how much you had to pay attention to Nike's words. xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx♆xxxxxxтнє gσ∂ σƒ sєαxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 12:21 pm
тнε ωιηgεd gσddεss σf vιcтσяч By his words, she wanted to choke him. Everyone on Olympos knew to listen to Nike's words, more than Ouranos when it came to his prophecies. No, Poseidon didn't know what she wanted to do with the child. You couldn't kill an immortal baby, but maybe she could get the Fates to cut the thread of life or something, though she was unsure if that might do anything. Or she could lock them in Tarturus, where their faces would grow pale and their strive would be lost, which seemed to work well enough with her. Really, she didn't want the kids in the first place, and maybe it was stupid of her to have slept with the god in the first place. Or maybe birth control pills would have worked, or she could have twisted her tubes so that she couldn't get pregnant. Any of those things would have worked for her not to have her belly swollen with twins. She swallowed, her eyes closing softly. "I have ideas for the two, Poseidon, don't fret. Maybe one can be a cyclopes and then I can lock him up in Tarturos to keep him from scaring your poor half-blood children,"she said. "And then I'll leave the survivor alone, after I make your girlfriend Scylla take care of her." It was obvious she didn't care about the well being of the kids. Well, they grew up easily with some ambrosia, so it didn't really matter, now did it?
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:00 pm
xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε Nethuns watched Victoria's hands ache to try and restrain themselves to not choke him after he had spoken. She apparently kept changing her mind of what she wanted to do with the children every time he spoke. He knew there wasn't much that she could do to them due to them being immortal. As the goddess spoke, the god balled his fists. It made him angry of what she wanted to do with them. Nike actually wanted them tortured and locked up in Tarturos? Could someone be crueler than Cronos? If she didn't want or like her stinking kids, then why didn't she just say no to sex?! Why couldn't she just leave them alone in the first place after they're born?! He was now happy that his kids where hitting their mother. It showed him they didn't care for the witch either. "I'll make sure you will go to Tarturus in pieces if you dare to lay a finger on one of the twins after you give birth to them, and I'm sure that Jove would be more happy to back me up. And don't you ever call my children poor! They're proud, heros of Olympus!" the Earth-Shaker yelled at her, left hand held out as his shining, sea green triton appeared in it. The god was tempted to slam it into the ground with his full force, but restrained himself due to it could possible to kill the tikes. The earthquake would've been big enough to destroy all of the cities in at least 20 kilometers due to how mad the winged goddess made him. xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx♆xxxxxxтнє gσ∂ σƒ sєαxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 9:44 pm
 тнε ωιηgεd gσddεss σf vιcтσяч
She was tempted to choke him at the sound of his bitter tone. With an easy swipe, she'd be able to. At times like this, she wished she could hear the cruel thoughts that Poseidon was probably thinking of her. How he spoke so angrily as he yelled at her, how she wanted to just unfold her wings and fly away. Yet, with the kicking from the twins, she was sure she'd be able to fly. Could she punch them back? Ilithyia hadn't suggested it, saying it was 'completely normal'. Was it? Everything about her stupid pregnancy was abnormal. And simply by her presence was she giving the god strength, giving him victory which powered his thoughts. Thoughts she wanted to read. "Send me to Tarturus, Lord Poseidon, and all you will get is an enemy that you do did not want to have. It's not good to not allow a mother to cradle her own children. Even if the mother is have serpent and the babe is a monster, or if the mother is stuck on the earth, and the child has a hundred hands and fifty heads.. Even if the mother is a vengeful goddess of victory and the baby is at stake. It's cruel,"she said, before unclasping one of her hands to touch one of the points on his trident, allowing the golden liquid to run down the sea green weapon.
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Posted: Sat Aug 14, 2010 10:51 pm
xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε As her warm, golden blood reached his left hand as it ran down towards the surface, he turned his attention back to the mother of his future kids. Every time Nethuns spoke, Nike seemed to know what he was going to say and always responded with an evil, cunning tone. His grip on one of the most powerful weapon in the world tightened. Apparently she was playing a game with him; something she had probably picked up from hanging around with Athena too much. He knew very well sending her to Tarturus would do more than making her mad at him; all the victory in the world would be loss. It would be the new iron age, and she knew that. But why hadn't she brought that up too?" Where are you going at by giving me all these comparisons? And not all mothers hate their children like you do," the King of the Seas asked and pointed out. By now, the strip of Victoria's blood now reached the concrete that the mortals had paved years ago. He took his shirt and whipped off the blood from his magnificent weapon then made his eyes pierce the women who liked dancing on his last nerves. She was one brave goddess testing the moody god's patience which was something he liked for an odd reason.
(( What happened to the other picture? )) xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx♆xxxxxxтнє gσ∂ σƒ sєαxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 12:29 pm
 тнε ωιηgεd gσddεss σf vιcтσяч Watching the golden liquid run down his trident, creating a pool of it on the concrete. Ichor wasn't really an attractive thing, a sign of defeat, but how it stuck to his trident like some sticky substance, it glimmered like gold in the sunlight of Monticarlo. Sure, it was blazing hot outside and she was happy that Notus was flying, but she knew by personal experience that flying when Helios' son had been flying the chariot, well, that was hotter and crazier. She had gotten used to the heat of the mortal world, even if people said there was 'global warming'. In her mind, she didn't care if the world turned extremely hot. Sure, victory would be slower or they'd be more air conditioning, but at least they'd be victory. For the air conditioning companies, at least. Either way, someone was always winning. Unless you caged up Victoria, of course. If you locked up death, you would have no one dying. If you locked up victory, you would have no victory. So really, both Poseidon and Zeus knew that it would be impossible to lock her up. And anyways, she would find a way to get on Aides' good side. She had been much like Peitho in that regard, or Aphrodite if you really thought about that. Of course the Unseen One would probably wonder of why his brothers locked her up in the first place, but she wondered what the sons of Zeus- Minos, Aiakos and Rhadamanthys(<3 this name. Total name for a child. Severe Judge or Unjust)- would put as her punishment. Eternal loosing? She smirked, the Judges of the Dead would probably bicker to much to actually notice her becoming an escape artist. She smiled at the thought, really the three half-brothers were much like the Big Three. Minos, rash, the King that wanted to stay that way, much like his father, Zeus. Rhadamanthys, the softer, fair one, which was exiled from his brother's kingdom, even if he was the older one and the 'true' ruler of Krete. And then there was Aiakos, who was so secretive and yet close to his dark master. Shaking her head from the three, foolish brothers, she tried to hear what Poseidon was saying. "To see you hate me, Lord Poseidon,"she said, watching him clean off his trident with his shirt. He could have easily just swiped his hand, but was he afraid he might tick off the goddess if he did so? She smiled, before his eyes dug into her skin. Why was he giving her such a piercing stare? For her pushing of his immortal buttons? She simply touched his forehead, before leaning in and taking a soft kiss from his lips. Once she pulled away, a look of disgust appeared on her face. It wasn't the kiss, no, but rather a slimy feeling that ran through her. Shivering, she crossed her legs, taking her left hand and cradling her stomach. "I knew I was going to curse her at first, but she's gonna be in more trouble for not telling me a symptom. Why didn't she say that you pee your pants, and extreme pains from your stomach?"she asked, her eyes closing. She stood up, taking her head from his shoulder, her back slumped as she stood up. Fortunately the kids had stopped kicking, but a new pain had replaced it. 'The Fates hate me,' was all she could think as her swollen feet started to hurt, adding to the amount of pain.
   » » I dreamed I was drowning in the river Thames
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin
Slipped away from your open hands into the river
Saw your face looking back at me
Put it all back together
But anyway you look at things and
The lovers are losing
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 5:30 pm
xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε He could tell the goddess was thinking very hard 'bout something. Despite his love for his children, he'd kill every living one just to figure out what was going inside a victory brain. Was she thinking 'bout the same thing as the King of Sea? Was she thinking about him in the first place? More and more questions filled Nethuns's(<3 this name) head as she remained quiet. Right before his brain exploded with curiosity, her voice ranged in his ears. Was she really doing this for hate? Poseidon probably guessed yes. Most gods loved tempering at least one of the big three. Nike just happened to love to hate Zeus and him. Muttering, he continued on to her answer,"Cause you love me." A smile quickly appeared and disappeared on the King of Sea's face. Then, Wicktoria asked one of the most unexpected questions, and he hoped it wasn't towards him even though he knew the answer. He had never, and will never be pregnant. But he couldn't help but laugh with the mention of peeing in her pants. Right then, all attraction towards her disappeared. Nobody wanted to rape someone who had no control over the bowls. "'Cause most mothers that are pregnant already know that stuff. Even gods," he answered with a little concern. Did he need to help her go to the hospital? If so, he'd need to put tons of mist over the whole city cause more gods are bound to come and meet or want to kill the tikes.
xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx♆xxxxxxтнє gσ∂ σƒ sєαxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 5:39 pm
"Now how is my favorite couple doing today."came the voice of Bia the Goddess of Violence and sister to Nike. Bia appeared out of no where walking through a crowd of people who seemed to not notice she was there at all. Her presence was still effecting the mortals even though they could not see her already one could tell that Bia was unconsciously causing violence. Violence that even effected the Gods themselves. Bia looked at the two a seductive smile on her face as her hand lightly touched the shoulder of a young male mortal and with that slight touch Bia instilled a strong since of violence in him.As she walked up the the two Olympians a fight broke out behind her and that fight grew into a full scale riot and all this was started by a single man who had given in to violence. However the violence of humans was nothing like the violence the Gods could create and no matter how many times it happened she couldn't stop wanting the Gods to fight amongst one another.
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 6:21 pm
тнε ωιηgεd gσddεss σf vιcтσяч Hearing him add to her sentence, saying that she loved her, she rolled her eyes. Really, love was something that she didn't want to experience. Ever. It was more of a lusty few moments, not 'love'. Even Aphrodite, who was the goddess of love, wasn't exactly a good supporter of it. All she stood for is lust. Her eyes looked at the sky, hearing to his response."Well, sorry, I don't know everything about being a mother. It was rather unexpected, as you may know." Her eyes then turned down to her stomach, which was hurting like Tarturos Flame River. Then, a buzzing rang through her body. A familiar feeling. Her eyes looked through the mist to see a raven haired female walk up to them, her wings pushed into her back. Bia. "Hello, sister.. Finished flirting with Ares, I presume?"she said. Watching the battle start from the corner of her eye, she sighed. Bia's influence was rather immediate.
» » I dreamed I was drowning in the river Thames
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin
Slipped away from your open hands into the river
Saw your face looking back at me
Put it all back together
But anyway you look at things and
The lovers are losing
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 9:21 pm
 xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε As she rolled her eyes, Nethuns rolled his eyes. It was a sad sight seeing the winged goddess of victory to be in denial. "You know you getting pregnant wasn't unexpected," the god said with a cocky smile and then turned his attention to the women who had just walked in. Favorite couple? Get real. "How does everyone know where we go?" the King of the Seas asked himself. Surely they would've thought that they where somewhere where victory was mostly needed, and not a stinkin' race track. "Hi Bia. Having fun causing havok?" Poseidon asked Nike's sister, noticing the fight behind the other goddess. He couldn't see how the goddess loved violence like that happening where ever she went, but figured it must've ran through her blood due to her siblings. Turning his glance back at Victoria, he saw her face was filled with pain and hatred. He knew exactly where the pain came from, the children. His new children where going to be born tomorrow, the day Percy Jackson was born. Did this mean something important?
xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 3:21 pm
 ✖ vισℓεηȼε ιϩη❜т ɑℓωɑчϩ εvιℓBia smiled at her sister chuckling at her comment about Area"Please he is so last year."Bia said with another chuckle as she walked up to her sister her eyes passing over the scar she given her sister on Zeus's orders."Like always Poseidon, so have you raped any women lately."She replied to Poseidon a mischievous smile on her face as she snapped her fingers and in an instant all of the violence behind her faded way leaving only a large group of confused mortals in its wake. Now although Bia was in charged of the violence of the world that job had two parts to it one part was to create violence and the other part was to take away where there was to much violence so that the world would not fall into utter chaos."So sis when are the little ones due?" ωɦɑт❜ϩ εvιℓ ιϩ тɦε ιηʄℓυεηȼε ωιтɦ vισℓεηȼε ✖
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 4:12 pm
тнε ωιηgεd gσddεss σf vιcтσяч Watching the raven haired female amuse herself, her fists balled. Styx always preferred her, as did Pallas. Sure, liking one child over the other wasn't suggested, but every time a god had more than one child, it was bound to happen. Favorites were as normal as Zeus raping people. Her eyes looked her up and down, noticing her dark red wings had been pushed back into her back, much like Nike's angelic white wings. "Shouldn't you be running some idiots into war or something?"she asked, obviously hating the fact that her sister had arrived. Kratos and Bia were known to have picked on her whenever Ares was trying to teach them how to fight. Sure, she was with Hekate, Iris and the Big Three when it was war time, and they were in the back unsure of how to fight, as Ares hadn't been born yet. Gods. ".. August Ei-"she started, before she caught her voice and gave a cold, hard stare at Poseidon. Had he really planned this all out? Pushing her nails into her palms as her grip on her balled fists tightened, her light olive eyes pinning him like a small child. Everyone knew what day August Eighteenth meant. Poseidon would usually throw a whole camp event for his son, Perseus Jackson, and would celebrate it till the sheep came home in his palace underwater. Zeus-unable to resist a party- would always drag her along, where she would spend her time talking to Kleide, the old nurse of the wild god Dionysos, who still tied to her Okeanos roots. She was actually interesting to talk to, and once Zeus was drunkenly brought back to Olympos, she would always tell her goodbye with some 'victory' power. Yet, the amount of gods that were coming to Monticarlo, she was slightly disappointed for the Frenchmen that were giving them good looks. How she wished she could just flirt with them, but she knew that Neptune would probably not like her running off so quickly. Like it mattered, really. Her eyes swept the road, only to find the goddess she wanted to strangle. Eileithyia gave her a look of disappointment, as the pregnant goddess walked over to her. What did she want? Looking that the mist was secure, her wings exploded from her back, a white arc coming from the scarring. It was a warning for the goddess to just step back.
» » I dreamed I was drowning in the river Thames
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin
Slipped away from your open hands into the river
Saw your face looking back at me
Put it all back together
But anyway you look at things and
The lovers are losing
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 4:46 pm
xxx♆xxxxxтнε ωαvεs cяαsн υρση тнε sнσяε With Bia's comment about him raping more women, Poseidon was tempted to take out his triton. Surely it was her job to cause violence, but did she have to do it now? The god kept giving her a cold stare until Victoria's pain ranged in his ears. He turned his attention to the goddess of victory who was apparently was about to give birth today; the day that his favorite son was born. Right now, he would've been partying at camp with all the campers and other gods and goddess, but due to the recent events, it was going to have to be postponed. Maybe a bigger celebration tomorrow for the birth of two twins and the hero? If Nike didn't have secret plans with the children, this would've been the most special day in his life. What was the goddess of victory planning to do with them? Act like Aura and eat them? Throw them into Tartaros with his father? Torture them somewhere's hidden? This goddess was filled with hurt, anger, mysteries, and confusion and Nethuns didn't need that now; not when his children where about to be delivered. Before things could get better, the goddess he had seen so many times, had appeared. Eileithyia had always helped the women he fell for whenever they gave birth to his children. Apparently Victoria didn't want the other goddess's help as she spread her snow white, scarred wings. Great, just great. That's exactly what they needed, a goddess who didn't want to corporate. "Victoria! You're going to give birth to my children soon with that goddess's help!" Poseidon snapped at pregnant goddess, meaning Eileithyia when he said that.
xxx♆xxxxxωιριηg тнε cнασs ƒяσм бεƒσяε
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