BREAKING NEWS:
A news woman sits behind a large desk, reading from a TelePrompTer just behind the camera that she appears to be looking in to.
"It appears that for unknown reasons, Mount Olympus has become enshrouded in thick clouds. Any body who walks into them becomes disoriented and begins to asphyxiate immediately. There is no evidence at this point in time, but many have come to suspect that this is linked to global warming, since Greece has had record high emission levels over the past decade, with minimal recovery effort. It is also reported that a small amount of people have began to leave sacrifices on Mount Ellinor, an ancient site for rituals. Authorities are currently trying to find those behind the animal sacrifices but are having no luck. It is advised that you do not go near Mount Olympus, for your own safety, and so that the path is clear for authorities and researchers. That is all we have on that story, and next, the counties most likely to follow in Britain's political footsteps."
NEWS:
Smaller stories run across a banner, but a man in a suit is staring down at his papers, professionalism broke by clear disbelief of the situation.
"All over, from small towns to larger cities, it is reported that 'witches' have began to attempt to contact the mythological gods of Greece, due to recent events surrounding Mount Olympus." He said, then turned his head to the woman to his left, who answered with the rest of the story.
"They have taken on the tag line 'The old gods may rise.' And have been spotted tagging buildings and trains with this slogan as well as many other occult symbols."
Pictures on the screen display pentagrams, pentacles, and other manner of sigils drawn on buildings in graffiti. It varies between rural American landscapes with dilapidated churches, tagged in giant sigils of Zeus, to women's shelters with smaller sigils to Hera carved into them, to banks with Hades's own sigil hidden cleverly in the logo. Lastly is a much stranger symbol. The channel cuts out.
Minutes turn into an hour before the station is running again.
"We apologize for the technical difficulty." The woman says, a bit more nervous, given the context. "It is advised not to engage with those claiming to be witches on social media or in person."
Talking with Tia
A light skinned black woman walks on from stage left, waving to the studio audience and blowing a kiss, in her trademark chipper attitude. Her hair is curly, long and reached her lower back. She kept it in its natural state of a slight kinky curl. Her olive green eyes flickered to the talk show host, Tia Sanchez.
"Let's give a warm welcome to the Mistress of the Stage and Sweetheart of the Silver Screen!" Tia calls, sitting behind a desk, but gesturing widely with her arm. "Miss Tes Lyn!" The crowd behind the camera cheers on queue.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Tes laughs, sitting down in a plush chair and crossing her long legs.
"So, I'm sure you know, twitter is just blow-ing-up! With talk about your recent choice in religious sects!" Tia chirps, gesturing to a TV above them that read off some of the said tweets.
"Straight to the point, huh? C'mon, Tia, love, dinner first." Tes chuckles, as did the audience as they were silently instructed. "Yes, previously, if anyone asked I was an atheist, though after recent events, I have found my place." She says seriously, rolling up the sleeve of her dress shirt. Her forearm bears new tattoos, sigils of Dionysis. "He may be absent from the world, but I belong to him. Clotho is the one who told me."
There is an uneasy silence.
"Clotho... like the Fate?" Tia echoed, uncomfortable with the open admission. Tes cocked her head and looked at Tia.
"Yes, the Fate." Tes unrolls her sleeve, buttoning it once again at the cuff. Even the button displays a the outline of a chalice with odd symbols in it.
Rules and Whatnot:
-Not every character is going to be kind and sociable, but you should be in OOC.
-Correct grammar and spelling is required, but I understand typos occur. (Usually by me)
-Maximum 3 Characters per player.
-Gods and goddesses are of the highest power alive. Should we introduce titans, that will go to them, but no OP witches.
-Respond in a timely manner (if three days have gone by and you're MIA both IC and OOC, that's not good. If something is up, let everyone know OOC, or PM me.)
-Cursing is (more than) welcome, but try to keep the mature themes cleverly coded.
Your character must be approved first, yes, even deities. The CS for the gods are mostly so that I can gauge who you will play them. I am not too strict on adaptations, but I don't want anything ridiculously far off the mark (i.e.: Hades being a comically idiotic man, or Hera being kind and motherly... @Disney.)
A news woman sits behind a large desk, reading from a TelePrompTer just behind the camera that she appears to be looking in to.
"It appears that for unknown reasons, Mount Olympus has become enshrouded in thick clouds. Any body who walks into them becomes disoriented and begins to asphyxiate immediately. There is no evidence at this point in time, but many have come to suspect that this is linked to global warming, since Greece has had record high emission levels over the past decade, with minimal recovery effort. It is also reported that a small amount of people have began to leave sacrifices on Mount Ellinor, an ancient site for rituals. Authorities are currently trying to find those behind the animal sacrifices but are having no luck. It is advised that you do not go near Mount Olympus, for your own safety, and so that the path is clear for authorities and researchers. That is all we have on that story, and next, the counties most likely to follow in Britain's political footsteps."
NEWS:
Smaller stories run across a banner, but a man in a suit is staring down at his papers, professionalism broke by clear disbelief of the situation.
"All over, from small towns to larger cities, it is reported that 'witches' have began to attempt to contact the mythological gods of Greece, due to recent events surrounding Mount Olympus." He said, then turned his head to the woman to his left, who answered with the rest of the story.
"They have taken on the tag line 'The old gods may rise.' And have been spotted tagging buildings and trains with this slogan as well as many other occult symbols."
Pictures on the screen display pentagrams, pentacles, and other manner of sigils drawn on buildings in graffiti. It varies between rural American landscapes with dilapidated churches, tagged in giant sigils of Zeus, to women's shelters with smaller sigils to Hera carved into them, to banks with Hades's own sigil hidden cleverly in the logo. Lastly is a much stranger symbol. The channel cuts out.
Minutes turn into an hour before the station is running again.
"We apologize for the technical difficulty." The woman says, a bit more nervous, given the context. "It is advised not to engage with those claiming to be witches on social media or in person."
Talking with Tia
A light skinned black woman walks on from stage left, waving to the studio audience and blowing a kiss, in her trademark chipper attitude. Her hair is curly, long and reached her lower back. She kept it in its natural state of a slight kinky curl. Her olive green eyes flickered to the talk show host, Tia Sanchez.
"Let's give a warm welcome to the Mistress of the Stage and Sweetheart of the Silver Screen!" Tia calls, sitting behind a desk, but gesturing widely with her arm. "Miss Tes Lyn!" The crowd behind the camera cheers on queue.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Tes laughs, sitting down in a plush chair and crossing her long legs.
"So, I'm sure you know, twitter is just blow-ing-up! With talk about your recent choice in religious sects!" Tia chirps, gesturing to a TV above them that read off some of the said tweets.
"Straight to the point, huh? C'mon, Tia, love, dinner first." Tes chuckles, as did the audience as they were silently instructed. "Yes, previously, if anyone asked I was an atheist, though after recent events, I have found my place." She says seriously, rolling up the sleeve of her dress shirt. Her forearm bears new tattoos, sigils of Dionysis. "He may be absent from the world, but I belong to him. Clotho is the one who told me."
There is an uneasy silence.
"Clotho... like the Fate?" Tia echoed, uncomfortable with the open admission. Tes cocked her head and looked at Tia.
"Yes, the Fate." Tes unrolls her sleeve, buttoning it once again at the cuff. Even the button displays a the outline of a chalice with odd symbols in it.
Rules and Whatnot:
-Not every character is going to be kind and sociable, but you should be in OOC.
-Correct grammar and spelling is required, but I understand typos occur. (Usually by me)
-Maximum 3 Characters per player.
-Gods and goddesses are of the highest power alive. Should we introduce titans, that will go to them, but no OP witches.
-Respond in a timely manner (if three days have gone by and you're MIA both IC and OOC, that's not good. If something is up, let everyone know OOC, or PM me.)
-Cursing is (more than) welcome, but try to keep the mature themes cleverly coded.
Your character must be approved first, yes, even deities. The CS for the gods are mostly so that I can gauge who you will play them. I am not too strict on adaptations, but I don't want anything ridiculously far off the mark (i.e.: Hades being a comically idiotic man, or Hera being kind and motherly... @Disney.)
