It's Michelangelo's birthday, and apparently it is something to solemnizeIn profusion of Google Memes and my prevalent ennui with this Zeusforsaken conflict between Uncle Sam and the ever-vacillating between "alive and dead" bin Laden. Of course there's always the recriminations of strapping explosives to yourself in honour of.. Whoever.. But they ( Read more... )

(Due to the substantial murmuring I'll keep the journal and War's "presence" alive. I'll roleplay him when requested or needed, and I'll write posts as his minstrel is still violent about craving things on figurative paper. I am however limited him extremely from the Pantheon to avoid the undesirable theatrical sewage. The urge to make random ( Read more... )

There had been a sliver of compunction in his eyes as he nodded to Aphrodite about desiring to accompany her on the visit that would be anything but a furlough late that evening. Was he pushing the limit this time? The conflict between his brother had been incremental for centuries, and it was a constant in his life, but now that Hebe was directly ( Read more... )

"International Day of Confronting the Aggression."

Well I know I had a good laugh about that one.

"The world rises against American aggression and the arrogance of naked forceAggressive Naked Force. ...*shifts ( Read more... )

*an armistice. What dumbass would confide in the God of War? Hercules. Only he would so recklessly consent to anything with even a sprinkling of goodwill about the edges from Ares, an imperfection in the champion ( Read more... )

*eyes which were the paragon of sinister roamed the squalid jar in which contained an immersed dagger, one which had evidently come in contact with flesh, as the heretofore limpid liquid had brilliant swirls of cardinal silk woven through it. The scarlet threads remotely twirled under the God's gaze, stirring themselves, merging the blood with the ( Read more... )

How putrid you archetypally are. Yet this nugget was found while searching for something else entirely, and it reminded me of how much I yearn for a tasteful satirizing. The current fools live up to their name, but not the highlight of the craft.

And the quintessence of entertaining is my first Pantheon post. Which actually conceives more baleful ( Read more... )

*the quarrel having been ballad worthy, and surely will be noted in later musings, he cavorts away as the victor through virtuously manipulative means, as per usual. Ares not only defeats Hercules in battle through mental maneuvers, but has begun to channel menacing rivers of mistrust through his marriage; an optimum goal. The bungler will not lay ( Read more... )

The affliction of having his most loathed sibling fracture through the seemingly impervious slab of steel was like a vile phantasm only a dervish could smile at. The resounding drum within his plastered skull deafened the words his moron of a brother utter, and he's most appreciative of his state for that sole reason ( Read more... )

*fastening the laces to his leathers as the unwieldy door is fused to the wall with a gentle click. Shakes off an evening of debauched conversations and heavy ingesting of various substances. The pining twist of his raven brows devises and almost callow illusion of sorrow at his guest's departure, but it lingers only a moment as his obligations ( Read more... )