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 Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 12:46 pm
 High above the country of Greece, there lies a mountain. Few humans have been there and what they see no one would believe. But, up on the highest peak, the kingdom of the gods exists. Its marvelous city gates made of the finest gold, to its accurately cut stones that pave the streets. The streets are empty except for the occasional satyr. The gods themselves are planning, for their brothers have rebelled against them and plan to overthrow them. Zeus, god of gods and sky plans to fight, for the darkness must not cover the world again.
This is the beginning of an epic journey of man, creature, and god. Choose your side, and pray that you win.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 2:20 pm
Eros sat by a fountain, playing a sad song on his lure, for he misses his lover Cyrus who he has not seen in a very long time. He sighed as deities and demi-gods came around and listened to his sad tune.
(just trying to get things started again }:B )
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 12:23 pm
"I wish uncle Hades we're here, he's always fun" he said as he continued playing the Lute. "I wish Zeus would atleast allow Cyrus to come here" he scoffed. Suddenly he heard a voice from the crowd. "Hey Kid! Why don't you do that thing with your arrows" one said. Then the crowd became a uproar. He smiled. "Alright" he said as he stopped playing.
He took out his bow and arrows. He then tied the blindfold across his eyes. "Watch out now!" he said as he left go of the arrow. With ease it landed a bullseye. Everyone began cheering.
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 12:08 pm
Walking away from the council room, I heard an uproar in the streets. Walking in the direction the screams were coming from, I saw a crowd forming. "It better not be my idiot nephew again." I said under my breath. I walked over to see what was happening. "Of course..." Rolling my eyes, I left the crowd to head back to the throne room.
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 1:21 pm
Eros was a little cheered up now. "This was o' so wonderful. I must be leaving now though" he said walking through the crowd.
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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 8:35 am
Eros spied his grand-aunt lurking around. "Out of the Underworld? I hope she's not causing no trouble" he said.
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Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 12:54 am
After casting his gaze across the street, Dionysus couldn't help but chuckle. However his frivolity cut short as he spied Eris. With the intent to investigate, he stood up from the marble bench and strolled across the strret into the now ravenous mob. Wading through the overbearing crowd, he kept track of Eris' location as she moved away towards safety.
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Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 4:55 pm
Eros just wondered around Mount Olympus. He didn't really care if Eris was here. As long as she doesn't bring trouble. He just hoped that at the party tonight, Uncle Hades would come. Uncle Hades was his favourite uncle!
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 10:26 am
Exiting from the crowd, Dionysus took a long breath and exhaled heavily. After a minute of scanning the streets, he realized he'd lost Eris in all the confusion. He didn't particularly mind, knowing that he could confront her at the party later that night.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 11:08 am
Furta came out of the flames of one of the many torches that lined Olympus. He tried to make conversation with some minor gods and demi-gods, but was ignored by everyone he met. I'm a minor god as well, Furta thought. how come I'm treated so much like an outcast? He sighed, as here he could not kill anyone who didn't give him any attention. This angered Furta, and soon close by grapevines burst into flames, while the flames seemed to laugh at their work.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 2:46 pm
Eros heard havoc in a part of Olympus. Something about grapes bursting into flames. He ran towards the source of it all, his bow and arrow ready. "It has to be Eris" he stated.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 6:24 pm
Hearing vegetative screams of agony only audible to an earth god, Dionysus whipped his head around and started searching for a source. When his eyes alighted upon a small fry deity immolating his babies, Dionysus started burning himself. A fiery rage washed through all of his extremities and exited as a howl of anguish at the utter sacrilege being committed right in front of his eyes.
Storming to the scene of the crime, Dionysus drenched the offender in a tidal wave of alcohol. Finding the punishment lacking, he prepared to castigate the little hothead with all the bestial fury he could summon.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 7:20 pm
"Wait! Wait! Dionysus!" Eros shouted as Dionysus conjured his wrath upon the young Demigod. "Stop!" he shouted trying to stop Dionysus from doing something he would regret.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 10:19 pm
"Eros," Dionysus said with a warmth consisting of the love for his family member and pure anger at being halted, "pray tell why should I forgive this insolent whelp when he most obviously derived pleasure in killing my beloved grape vine?" Already Dionysus was calming down, contemplating the would be repercussions of what he desperately wanted to do. He remembered what it was like to be a Demigod, seeking recognition from Olympus. Unfortunately for everyone in the vicinity, Dionysus still recalled the raw pain experienced by his plants... and no one was going to stop the retribution that would soon occur; not even the God of Love could bar Dionysus' hate.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 4:46 am
"Well...." Eros said, trying to think of a good reason. "What would happen if Zeus would see you punishing another god?" He asked. "And besides, you should be making wine for the party tonight! What would we gods do without our wine?!" he asked him, trying to convince him.
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