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 Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 5:50 am
((Yep, I think that's right...))
Athena's headache pounded even more. Now she realized how Zeus had felt when she was giving him his first massive migraine. She dropped her book and clutched her head in pain.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 6:58 am
Loki had decided for a long walk around the Olympian Palace, admiring several pillars. Were they Doric or Ionic? He had no care to know whether or what they were, they were just pillars holding up the roof. He came across the sleeping form of Ares, and sniggered under his breath. Magicking up a permanant marker pen, he drew a comedy moustache on Ares. Then he realised, that Ares was not dead.
Mortal? Curses! I must've made the poison too weak... I knew I shouldn't have added the extra Mandrake....
Quickly moving away from the Palace, he teleported back to Asgard, where he quickly found his familiar (non-canon) drinking from the toilet.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 11:20 am
Artemis winced as her headache grew worse. She could only hope her twin didn't have the same headache because the one she had was more than enough for both of them. Once she reached her bed Artemis collapsed on it. Her last thought before falling unconscious was she and Apollo needed to find a way to be allowed to go off and hunt without being called back for one reason or another.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 12:38 pm
Poseidon was woken again, not to vomit, but by a loud screaming noise coming from the East wing of the Olympian Palace. Solarinn was not with him, and he grumbled as he stepped footfirst into his earlier vomit. Using his magic to clear it away, he washed his foot before running to the noise. He passed the still-sleeping Ares sporting a comical moustache, and thought nothing had gone wrong that night. How Wrong he was.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 3:38 pm
Apollo stumbled to his bed room. "OH-Kay I think that grog was a little to much to handle. Time to catch some Z's," he said before he collapsed onto the bed and fell fast a sleep.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 3:42 pm
((you all ready for the next day?))
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 5:47 pm
((I'm just going to go ahead and do it...MORTALIZED!))
She woke up from blank dreams, not remembering anything of the night before...or anything else, for that matter...she wasn't even sure who she was right now. She sat up. The bed she was in, the room she was in was unfamiliar. Everything was blank, so blank.
She heard an unfamiliar voice, that of a middle-aged woman, calling, "Sophie! Wake up!" And then floods of false memories fell into her mind.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 6:01 pm
((We have a new minor god. Mattrix, god of The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Played by Calamari24. Now Alis has someone to help her run Olympus!))
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 8:15 pm
" Aly time to wake up!" Aly sat up in bed and scowled slightly. Something felt off then again why wouldn't it. " I'm up!" She wasn't a morning person in the slightest. Aly climbed out of bed and walked over to her mirror and glanced in it. Aly smirked as she looked at her brown hair. This was too tame it wouldn't work at all. Her silver eyes seemed to convey her annoyance. Something was missing although she didn't know what. Her parent's were unnerved by her eyes but as she was an only child they spoiled her rotten and allowed her to pretty much do as she pleased.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 9:15 pm
Alan woke up in his bed, he yawned and looked at the digital clock it read 12:30. "Ah the perfect time to get up in the morning," Alan said as he combed his fingers through his golden-brown bedhead. He stretched and got out of bed, tossed on a shirt and jeans and got ready to go to his job at the guitar store.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 4:08 am
Sophie stretched and ambled out her bed. She flipped on her glasses, pulled on a sweater and a pair of jeans and grabbed the book that was by her beside (2000 Most Challenging and Obscure Words) and walked out of her room, down the stairs, and into the kitchen, which was painted bright yellow. "Good morning, Sophie," her mother commented. She nodded groggily, grabbing a box of cereal.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 6:51 am
((I decided that Poseidon didn't go Mortal, but he has lost some memories- mainly the whole arguement with Zeus thing))
Poseidon's head hurt as he looked around Olympus. It was quiet around the palace. He hadn't seen the twins or anyone since last night, and he presumed that they were still sleeping off the drink from the party.
The Party! Where had the Norse Gods gone? The last thing he remembered was Thor getting drunk and dancing on the table with Eris. His mouth remembered the aftertaste of Norse Mead, and remembered little else of the night previous. His tongue ran over his teeth and he felt the unfamiliar texture of an apple seed. Picking it out, he thought,
Is Mead made from apples? Maybe Athena knows! Where can that niece of mine be?
Then he started to look for Athena, where he presumed was in the Library.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 2:50 pm
Aly smiled as she walked out of the salon. She had decided that her brown hair was much to tame and had Silver Streaks put in it. Her mother would pitch a fit but Aly could care less. There were perks to being an only child.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 3:33 pm
Alan arrived at the guitar store in his red convertable. He walked in and saw some attractive girls browsing through the guitars.
"Anything you ladies looking for?" Alan said flashing his perfect smile.
The girls chuckled and blushed as Alan had anticipated, "Do you give guitar lessons?"
"Sure, on Tuesdays and Thursdays," Alan said strumming the strings on the nearest guitar. He anticapated he'd be enjoying this more throughly sooner.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 3:37 pm
Aly walked into her job at the Archery Range. Her father was proud that his little girl was interested in a sport while her mother thought it was unladylike Aly could care less. She was good with a bow and it was one of the few things that gave her any joy. Hurting the men who flirted with her was another. She was well known for hitting said guys with her bow. Seeing as her parent's were rich no one would sue and if they did Aly could pass it off as self-defense from harassment.
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