Modern Gods.

Waking up in her room Jez yawned and stretched, looking at her friends passed out next to her. Snickering she lightly stepped around them and walked into her bathroom, looking at the new hickey on her neck as she smiled at herself. Jez, peeked her head back out of the bathroom and then shut the door, as she pulled down what looked to be shampoo and body wash as she started a new potion, this one for making two enemies become lovers.


Waking up in his room Felix smiled to himself and got up. Looking around his room he grabbed a pair of holey jeans and a black t-shirt as he walked down the steps to get breakfast.

Ares paced back and forth on Mt. Olympus. He normally didn't think very much, all he did was take action first and then barely think about what he did later. Ares sighed, walked over to his throne, and sat on it, putting his hand at his chin, thinking. "Dammit ..." Ares mumbled. "The one time when I DON'T want to go to Earth ..." Ares snapped his fingers and suddenly, his sword, spear, and bronze helmet was laid in front of him. Normally, Ares would use a Spear and a Shield, but, Hephaestus decided to forge Ares a new sword, and, it was quite good in terms of it's cutting power. "Zeus ... why must you make us go to Earth ... I don't want to learn how to adapt and learn from them!" Ares jumped off his throne, picked up his spear, and threw it into the sky in a fit of rage.

Taylor woke up softly. "What time is it?" she groaned. She noticed the bathrooms taken and she shrugged. She got up in her short shorts and tank top. She walked downstairs to the kitchen and instantly went to the fridge.

Watching her brother Artemis smiled, walking towards him. "Calm my brother. Father only wants time alone I believe." She said placing a hand on his shoulder.

"..." Ares stuck out his right hand and grabbed his spear as it was about to hit the Ground. "If he wants alone time, then fine, i'll be one of the first gods to get to that god forsaken world ..." Ares let go of his spear, snapped his fingers, put his hand in the air, and a white cloak appeared. Ares grabbed onto the cloak, put it on, knelt down, grabbed his spear and sword, and managed to snap his fingers with his left hand, the hand he held his sword in. Ares started to walk towards the entrance of Mt. Olympus. "Tell our nice little Sea Uncle to get me a Pegasus that I can ride!"

Bridgette mumbled a few times in her sleep. She was in an apartment that should had by herself, on Earth. She was doing business, setting up couples in New York. Eros, her father, had called her back. But she really wasn't in the mood to go visit him today. Especially because the trip and teleporting took so much energy out of her.
She rolls over, her fiery red hair sprawled out in all directions behind her on the black pillow. She loved sleep, and refused to wake just to hear of Jonah's successful trips around with the demigods.

Jonah sat in the kitchen eating cereal. He watched as Taylor walked in and just continued to munch. His eyes fall over the short shorts.
" That outfit doesn't leave much to the imagination." he tells her. " I'm sure it would be much entertaining to be at least a little more covered. Or else, what's the point of clothes at all, when they show more skin than two big quarters would on your-" suddenly he stopped, hearing an odd sound.
" Shit." he curses. " Really Bridgette." dad was coming down to get her, and he was sure to be pulled to Bridgette's apartment any second.

Megan woke up,feeling groggy and strange.She stood up from her messy bed,putting her feet onto her slippers,fixed her bed,took her hygiene kit and walked towards to the bathroom.

In the bathroom,Megan took a hot shower and while Megan is taking a shower she was thiinking of her godly parents.She tried to not to think about it but it still pops in her mind/head,she finished her shower,putting on her bath robe and started doing some girly thingy like doing something on their hair ,putting makeups,and so on..

Coming back out of her bathoom Jez shooed everyone out into the kitchen as she changed. "Its a beautiful day, I wonder which party I should throw now." She asked herself as she shimmied into black ripped skinny jeans, a purple tank top and a black man's dress shirt leaving it unbuttoned as she sauntered down the steps, as she started towards the kitchen.

Taylor rolled her eyes. "I like to sleep in a current outfit. I'm not one for sweating while sleepin-" She heard the noise and sighed. "I hope she's okay."

Samantha awoke, rubbing her hand across her face in an attempt to wipe the sleep away, sitting up in her bed. Leftover mascara stained her hand, so she got up to wipe it off on the towel in her bathroom. She decided to take a shower, got out, ad curled her hair like always. Still tired, she bade some coffee for herself before walking out of her own apartment. She wore a gold shimmering dress, which went a little past her knees. SHe locked her door and started to make the way down the stairs of the apartment, silently saying a prayer to her parents.