>If the World of Darkness has taught me anything, it's that nothing is ever so simple or so easy. Especially not when a position of power is involved.
Entirely off-topic but I have to ask out of curiosity: What's the reason you are emulating 4chan threads? Green text & starting with > (used generally for third-person reaction to the OP) Seems a bit strange to me.
Hades isn't overwhelming worried about leaving the supervault unattended. There's a plethora of defenses and his adjutant-lords to deal with Typhon should he arrive before the chthonic king returns.
That said, if you're gonna do some kind of grand assault on the Underworld then you should contact me about it. We can actually do a collaborative post versus going back and forth on the thread. Let me know if you're interested. If not, then try not to act on my domain's behalf and let me get a post out to better build a story.
Entirely off-topic but I have to ask out of curiosity: What's the reason you are emulating 4chan threads? Green text & starting with > (used generally for third-person reaction to the OP) Seems a bit strange to me.
>As I told Cyclone, it's because I want to mostly. That and I started doing it when I rejoined, so I might as well be consistent with it's use.
Finally finished Hebe's sheet. I shall now withhold the temptation of making another god ..since two is more than enough! (I fulfilled my vow)
Name(s) and Appearance:
Hebe Dia
Frozen in perpetual youth, Hebe is a goddess that underwent the finest cosmetic nano-machine tech to transform into an image of delicate beauty. The process removed every lite bodily flaw, gave her the lightest and smoothest skin, the silkiest silver-esque hair, shimmering sapphires for eyes, full lips, a voluptuous figure and anything else expected of a perfect princess.
Titles and Roles:
The Forever-young Princess of Olympus Zeus’ Daughter The Radiant The Immaculate
-Her smile. -Her starry eyes… -How she twirls with her hair… -The way she sings… -It’s just nothing short of magical. Many a man (and woman!) would simply die for her.
Actual artifact powers: 1: Her attuned vocal cords are able to invoke a near drunken stupor to those that hear it. It puts humans in a state of bliss and wonderment and alleviates neurosis. This does not happen through chemicals but through a sound so finetuned that to receive it is to have the neurons of the brains stupefied.
2: A defensive weapon that she got from the late Zeus incase were she to protect herself. An absolute last resort. It is hidden in an ornate bauble around her waist, and when activated creates a mighty electric dome around her. It’s not in her character to want to use it, but if she must than she will. The bolts it emit has such immensely high voltage that no projectile can penetrate it without being instantly vaporized. Fortunately she has never yet had to use it.
3: Anti-gravitation engine in her armband, which has been adapted to enhance the choreography of her dance. Now when Hebe dances she is literally floating -- capable of twirls not even the greatest ballerina could emulate.
Hebe is the goddess of youthfulness. She has an artificial genetic alteration that makes her body incapable of aging past the physical age of 17. This enabled her to be an icon of innocence and purity, however her condition of youth also applied to her mental development. She looks at the world with a near childish simplicity. And she believes (perhaps correctly) that love is the solution to everything. The greatest unintended side-effect of the genetic alteration where she obtained her eternal youth, is a cognitive struggle in processing mistakes. Eternal youth makes her near incapable to process drastic developments (things that mature her) to her character. Hebe will easily repeat her mistakes if well intentioned subordinates do not repeatedly remind her to be more cautious. In a fundamental sense, Hebe never stopped and will never stop being a 17 year old girl.
Hebe carries her heart on her sleeve and won’t shy from showing affection to anyone that flattered her, nor does she shy from speaking her mind. Her temperament is pliant and musical. She enjoys singing and has taken to composing and writing her own music. Hebe hardly works by herself but depends on a choreographer and lyricist to plan her performance and write her songs in the sanctums she appears – while they let Hebe pass the music off as her own work. After all, Zeus will be livid were Hebe to embarrass herself with subpar performance.
Hebe’s voice wasn’t naturally good at singing as it was initially a bit stilted and lispy. The instance she showed passion for singing Zeus saw to it her vocal cords be modified to resemble perpetual auto-tune. Ever since this modification her voice has been smooth, melodic and a bit electronic. Frankly there isn’t much human about her voice. Yet to the mortal ear this is interpreted as divine, rather than fake. Regardless of the quality of performance, Hebe’s followers love her music and will act as though it’s the greatest thing they’ve ever heard, if only to flatter her. It is rare for her to hear anything other than praise. And in the rare instance she does hear criticism, she becomes deeply distraught over it. This ties into her inability to learn from mistakes. Criticism doesn’t help her improve -- particularly when scathing -- it can only hurt her. To critique is to imply imperfection in the perfect princess.
Hebe is a biological daughter of Zeus and Hera, conceived about 40 years ago. Quite young among the Olympians. Biological offspring she may be, Hebe’s development is hardly natural. Her process to artificial divinity already began as a fetus through the tampering of the nanites in her mother’s body. The pattern of her growth was further adjusted as Hebe was a toddler. Culminating at the age of 17, where Zeus felt his creation, his perfect biological daughter, was complete and Hebe should enter a state of permanence. From the tampering that followed Hebe would remain forever unchanged. The Goddess of Youth and perpetuity.
Relationship to Zeus, Zeus was her dear father. Hebe had always been daddy’s little girl -- a spoiled favorite among his children. This in stark contrast to her sister Athena who was forged and raised by the fire. The sisters are almost exact opposites. As a biological daughter of the King of the Gods, Zeus knew the status of his offspring also reflects on his own divinity. As such from a young age Hebe was genetically altered and groomed to truly blossom into a goddess among goddesses. He would arrange for anything that she asks for. But in return, she was not allowed to do anything or go anywhere without her father’s knowledge and consent. In fact, the fear of her growing up and to the point of total independence plays into why Hebe underwent the procedure to be frozen in youth -- and by proxy also frozen into a juvenile dependency on Zeus. Hebe doesn’t truly realize it, but she has no real freedom to speak of. However as Zeus’ favorite he has allowed exceptions for Hebe that he wouldn’t have lent many of his other biological children. When she complained to her father of her loneliness, paired with him observing her fondness for singing, Zeus made a rare exception in finally granting her the autonomy to both mingle and perform musical performances for her mortal followers. Specifically the followers in very good standing with Olympus. Thereinafter Hebe became an instrument of Olympus’ Public Relations to the mass of humanity, and a magnificent one at that. Indeed Hebe became one of the most beloved goddesses among the droves of humanity. Because -- against the will of Zeus -- she would grant personal audiences with ordinary humans following her performances. In her pity Hebe would occasionally address even the very lowliest of mortals from the dunghill of mankind. A dangerously egalitarian and charitable approach, a notion many gods would have frowned at. Something that Hebe only gets away with by being the King’s daughter. Through her direct interaction with humanity a great personality cult emerged around her among society’s elite circles. This cult was erected with sanction of Olympus and orchestrated by notably two confidante demi-gods of Zeus: Sophia and Chaos.
Its leadership was called the Hebite Caste. They are a sizeable group of select demi-gods and even mortals with whom Hebe mingles intimately. In fact she is usually surrounded by handmaidens, choreographers, musicians and most of all her top advisor, the Hierophant Bartomoleu. The Caste arranges her tours and meetings across Hellas, specifically going to the dwellings in good standing with Zeus, or even to unruly abodes where mortals must be swayed back to loyalty through the enchanting spectacle of Hebe’s troupe.
Her religious adherents depict her as the wisest and fairest of the Goddesses. And fair she may be, but her wisdom is speculative. Yet regardless of the facts, many a truth seeker seeks her counsel. Her ‘wisdom’ (or really the intoxicating power of her voice, which make her words seem more profound than they really are) has tempered the impulses of whole nations as Hebe brings peace and tranquility...
THE HEBITE CASTE INNER CIRCLE:
Chaos – A nickname that he uses for himself. What his actual given name is isn’t much known. He is one of Zeus' many bastards. A demigod lifeguard to Hebe wielding a thunder rod to smite hostiles, and serves as confidante & informant to Zeus to whom his loyalty lies moreso than Hebe herself. Borne of a mortal woman of dark complexion, Chaos is a half-brother of Hebe.
Sophia, a demigod handmaid and personal choreographer to Hebe. She was borne a bastard daughter of Zeus. Sophia would herself be a Princess of Olympus as much as her half-sister, and though her beauty is great, by Zeus's high standards her looks only scrape average. She is the brain behind much of Hebe’s music and performance. The two have developed a close friendship.
Felix, A protégé of Hephaestus of mortal origins -- Felix came from an old bloodline of technicians, most of whose knowledge was lost and kept secret in the dark centuries preceding the coming of the gods. He was discovered by Hephaestus and taken as an apprentice centuries ago. Now Felix is the lead scientist of the Hebite Caste who produces the chemical miasma of youth to enact Hebe’s blessing. He has not been in contact with his former master for a century and works independently for his new Goddess.
Bartolomeu, Highest Spiritual leader of the Hebite Caste of full mortal origin. In spite of his lowly origins, his appearance almost resembles that of a Greek God. Bartolomeu is a broad-shouldered giant of a man, and ontop of that a crafty and intelligent magician. Hebe has lent him her ear on many occasions. In truth Bartolomeu has more influence over Hebe than a mortal normally should in regards to an Olympian.
On surface Hebe's religion looks like the most innocent innocuous cult on Hellas. But this cover belies the perverse powers operating within it. As the cult of the Goddess of Youth, the faith appeals largely to aging men and women of affluence who dread the teeth of time. And the Blessings of Hebe are those of prolonged youth, something that only those among high society can afford. The target demographic are therefore the elites in the mass of humanity. Participation and membership of the Hebites is a status symbol, as Hebe is an icon of royalty.
But while Hebe is present to administer the ritual herself, unbeknownst to her a sinister method is necessary for these blessings to take effect. Indeed - the barbaric Molochian act of Child Sacrifice. Because gentle Hebe would never want children to die in her name, and be traumatized by the mere notion, her own Hebite Caste is keeping the secret ingredient of their bloody youth rituals a secret from her. It is Felix the Thaumaturgist of the Caste that oversees the production of the youth miasma in using infant blood. Because in absence of the sophisticated cosmetic operating chambers of Zeus’ own abodes (where Hebe and her family once underwent their own youth ‘rituals’) this same process would be too advanced to truly be replicated, especially on mere mortals. As such the Hebite youth ritual requires different, more crude methodology with a certain supplement.
RELATIONS WITH OTHER GODS:
Apate Hebe would like to have a quaint goddesses sleepover party with her, but never dared to ask her because of the frightening cold stare in Apate's eyes. They’ve never much talked.
Hermes Hebe adores Hermes. He’s so witty, and out of all gods (other than her father) actually seems to listen when she talks. At least, she is pretty sure that he listens. His presence is always appreciated.
Athena Hebe never knew what to think of her, but she always acts polite when the two cross. Hebe wants to remain Zeus’ favorite daughter and is quietly anxious that Athena is more beloved than her. It’s not in her nature to be mean to people, but Hebe is jealous of Athena and her natural talents.
Demeter Hebe regards Demeter as a bit of a role-model and quietly hopes to grow into half the goddess she is. (Which due to her eternal youth she likely never will.) Plus Demeter isn’t afraid of Hades, which Hebe thinks is very brave.
Isaac/Typhon ‘’This war would be solved if only Typhon got a hug and some affection. He’s probably angry because he’s lonely out there… Why can’t he just be friends with dear father again?’’
Artemis She is scary, much moreso than Apate in Hebe's estimation.
Hades He is ULTRA scary. Whenever he comes to Olympus to meet with Hebe's father her eyes anxiously dart to the ground to avoid eye contact.
Eros Hebe appreciates Eros and sees him/her as a kindred spirit of sorts. In a fundamental sense Eros probably understands her better than any other god. However Hebe's beauty is determined largely by the standards of Zeus -- and thereby more superficial than the more philosophical forms of beauty of Eros. On this ground they may have different views on beauty entirely.
Then he saw that she had become a black bird upon a branch near to him. “A dangerous woman thou art,” said Cú Chulainn. [...] “It is at the guarding of thy death that I am; and I shall be,” said she.
Apollo
Mór-Ríoghain
Titles and Roles:
To the gods of Olympus and the mortals of Hellas, he is known as Apollo: god of Oracles, of healing, of archery and the arts, consummate entertainer of Olympus, and, to the eldest of the gods, former astrogator and consummate data-analyst, now prophet and font of mysterious knowledge. Furthermore, their impeccable skill in archery, largely made possible by their incredible aptitude for rapid analysis (and partly due to modifications made to the unique implants which allowed Apollo to operate the Antikythera), makes Apollo a deadly-accurate shot, and the Mórrigan a frighteningly precise warrior.
To herself she is not one, but rather three: Badb, Macha, and Anand. She is the battle-crow, bringer of fear and confusion. She is warfare and rightful kingship, the arbiter of sovereignty. She is the mother of the true gods, who will break the lies of Zeus from within and free the inhabitants of Hellas from his lies -- a goal she is, in practical terms, far from achieving, especially considering her obsessive belief that she quite literally is the Mórrigan.
The Antikythera Mechanism: Perhaps the most prominent and essential of Apollo's artifacts is that which allows them to serve as prophet -- the quantum computing device and network of computer intelligences that once formed an essential part of the ship's operation, which only Apollo, on departure from old Arith, was considered qualified to operate. The device, eventually dubbed the Antikythera Mechanism by Zeus, however, held a fundamental flaw -- the data it produced was so labyrinthine, so confusing, and so expansive that specialized processing implants, neurological restructuring, and training were all necessary to bring any sense to its more complex messages. It was only through plenty of honeyed words and sycophantic praise that Apollo was able to convince Zeus of the reality of the situation in a way that did not offend his bloated ego. There was no threat of the device’s destruction, however, without Apollo, there was no guarantee that it would ever work again or not simply, they threatened, drive an untrained user utterly insane.
Hence, Apollo was to be allowed use of the device, faithfully using it to predict the path of unexpected outbreaks of disease, to chart the course of wayward meteors and the stars, and to otherwise simulate possible futures with frightening -- but incredibly useful -- accuracy, all while selectively hiding that which they did not wish to be known when such things were possible.
The Antikythera, after all, could not predict everything... Though Apollo continues to tinker away at it, turning it towards matters of scientific research that have allowed them to access leaps and bounds of knowledge that would otherwise remain forever hidden. Nowadays, it is often turned toward the Mórrigan's -- not Apollo's -- most secretive projects, though it was once used to develop the complex pharmacological concoctions that have since become known as the god's blessings, and the purview of one of their cloned children, Asclepius.
To mortals, however, the Antikythera is both more and less simple: it is a ludicrously complex device which, through his divine nature, Apollo and only Apollo can comprehend, designed for this purpose by the Prophet himself.
The Bow of Apollo: Originally a high-powered Pulsed Energy Projectile rifle, a weapon that fires a laser pulse and generates an explosion of plasma and electromagnetic energy on contact with a target, the legendary Bow of Apollo has since been altered to resemble strange cross between a bow and crossbow, though its string is, in reality, merely a light-emitting ornamental trigger. The Pulsed Energy Projectile, though a fundamentally well-understood technology by D.E.W. standards, is both incredibly potent and especially multifarious in its function as the bow of Apollo, capable of violently destroying circuitry, temporarily or permanently disrupting nerves (though generally indiscriminately), or simply burning and blowing holes through things by function of the explosive plasma it generates on contact -- on lethal settings. The weapon does not, in reality, require the nocking of arrows, but has nonetheless been modified to display holograms of this function, creating the illusion that Apollo is nocking arrows when the ‘trigger’ is drawn; in fact, it requires no ammunition at all, aside energy and something to strike.
The Lyre of Apollo: Although a mythical device in its own right, said to have been gifted to Apollo by Hermes for reasons mortals dare only speculate about, the Lyre of Apollo is, in reality, just that -- a Lyre, admittedly made from the strange choice of material of a tortoise shell. It is not the device itself that gives ‘Apollo’ his incredible musical aptitude, but rather the deity’s expansive mind and centuries spent both studying music and understanding what makes people tick in a previous life that makes Apollo such an incredible musician and entertainer. Certainly, the medical alterations made to their neurology also play an important role in allowing them to juggle so much information.
The Morrigan’s Blood: known only to the Morrigan, Asclepius, and a select few of the Korybantes, the Morrigan’s Blood was a complex infusion of body and mind-altering nanites and drugs, designed for the express purpose of allowing the ascendant goddess to shift her shape. The greatest creation of her and her children, whether any more can even be produced is a matter of mystery to even them, though the full course applied to her on those weeks of absence has long-since completed its work and actual information on its precise mechanisms of operation has mostly been destroyed to prevent its use against the tripartite goddess. In that sense, it is less an artifact even if it once was, and more accurately an innate aspect of her being.
The Phantom Queen, in essence, is now capable of radically altering her shape, from taking on the form of a strange crone, to a shapely, black-haired seductress, all the war to a horrifying warrior-queen whose hands form talons fully capable of rending apart metal. The modifications have their limits, however -- the Morrigan can only work with what transmutable mass she has available, requiring absolutely enormous intakes of food to replace that which has been shaped into the aforementioned talons after use, for example. Some of the gods may have noticed Apollo’s unusual change in appetite, however, the true nature of the cause of it is a closely-guarded secret.
Notably, also, the Blood has given the Mórrigan enhanced control over her voice, though not in a fashion anything like Hebe. Rather, in a convenient mirror of the myth itself, the Mórrigan's voice is capable of inducing strong, primal fight-or-flight responses in those who hear it, to the point that, in secretive testing, it was capable of sending men into berserk rage so overpowering that they would attack anything they saw. In men of lesser constitution, the vile noise is so potent that it can kill them on the spot, hearts seized by fear.
Project Coronis Alpha: another of Apollo's early projects built in tandem with Asclepius and Coeus, Coronis Alpha played heavily into Apollo's association with crows, engineering a biologically and cybernetically modified corvid, resembling a raven, to serve as Apollo's messenger to mortals and their eyes and ears. Each can be personally piloted by Apollo through use of their neural implants, additionally taking advantage of the natural ability for mimicry of ravens to deliver messages and prophecies in the god's voice when Hermes is deemed too valuable to be warranted.
Project Mór-Ríoghain/Coronis Beta: built on the back of the knowledge gained during the course of Coronis Alpha, Coronis Beta was Apollo's most secret endeavour, the very cloning project that completed the tripartite nature of the Mórrigan. Each of the two is a genetic clone of the original, capable of the same shapeshifting abilities, usually taking on the guise of Apollo's favoured consorts -- Coronis, the pale, raven-haired princess, and Kyrene, Apollo's chestnut-haired right hand, frequently placed in charge of Delphos while Apollo is at Olympus.
Persona:
Whether among gods or mortals, Apollo is almost always amiable and cooperative, at l3ast outwardly, quick to engage in friendly conversation, though Zeus is inevitably treated in a formal manner akin to that which a soldier would treat a General. They are generally willing to entertain the other gods, especially Apate, though beneath their joviality is hidden a deep cunning and a bubbling hatred for that which Zeus has created. They are perhaps even friendlier to mortals than they are to their fellow gods, secretly caring more for their fate than their own 'siblings'.
Background and Relationships:
Whatever name the Mórrigan once had, they no longer remember it -- nor do they care to. What they do know, however, is that they long ago served alongside the man who would become Zeus, a starry-eyed explorer who longed for nothing but to ply the endlessness of space, raised on possible fictions of alien life and wondrous worlds and phenomena to uncover. They had an academic fascination with myth and faith, a spiritual person themselves, possessing just enough knowledge of such matters to be conveniently useful to Logan as he became Zeus. They could not have understood his ambitions until they came to fruition, however, much as they enjoyed conversing about ideas of the gods.
What made the Mórrigan most valuable, however, was their training -- the specialized knowledge that allowed them to interface with and understand the data put out by the isolated predictive computers that allowed their vessel to chart its course unmolested, avoiding everything from lethal micro-debris to the remnants of stellar detonations, all obstacles that would otherwise have posed a constant risk of destroying or disabling the vessel, leaving its crew to die with no recourse.
When the time did come, however, the Mórrigan was left with a conundrum -- attempt to stop Zeus where he stood, and almost certainly die in the process -- or obey, protecting their support staff and anyone else they could in hopes that they could eventually fulfill their mission, or at least send a distress signal back home.
Biting their tongue, the Mórrigan chose the latter before they could even be questioned, assigned a masculine identity against their will such as to fit into the role Zeus had designed for her -- whether out of genuine bigotry or a desire to control someone he could not fully understand, she did not know.
They ground their teeth as they were compelled to fill those few gaps in Zeus and Horace's knowledge of the classical world, terrified that, if they fought openly against his restructuring, the madman might slaughter the colonists in a fit of petulant, arrogant rage, compelled to live in the body of an androgynous, athletic man by Zeus's intimidating presence, terrified of what might happen should they break from the foundation he constructed -- but they were not, however, idle against him, even as they played the role of divine prophet, entertainer, and eventually pharmacologist, in which they were aided by both their Antikythera and a clone of themselves created for that specific purpose - Asclepius, also justified by Apollo's need for a personal envoy with which to visibly fulfill these duties -- and to design biological constructs necessary for Apollo's duties.
Still, as much as they were able to due under Zeus's thumb, Apollo yearned for more -- so, so much more. He watched, mostly helpless, as Zeus neglected Hera, using his role as an entertainer in vain attempts to provide her some respite, but still, he lacked the power to put an end to Zeus. He watched, deeply pained, as Konrad fully became Hades, visiting his terrible machinations both on the innocents of Hellas and people they once knew as friends with little to no recourse, and in shame as Dr. Quinn destroyed herself to become Demeter, cursing themselves for lacking the wherewithal to do something about any of it, for even though they knew that to rebel against Zeus would slay millions of mortals, some small part of them wondered if Isaac's bloody vengeance had been right all along.
And yet, despite his turmoil, Apollo watched, cowardly and helpless as Hermes was shattered into what they saw as a shell of his former self, so terrified and cowed by Zeus's presence they wondered if he had been holding a gun to his head all along -- but for Kevin, however, Apollo felt most guilty, and complicit, of all, perhaps seeing some part of themselves in them.
One way or another, hidden away on Delphi, Apollo's willingness to passively play along with Zeus broke in two, though none would know except for Apollo.
Apollo grew tired of lying to themselves, and, most importantly, of failing to take action. Where they had helped their companions in little ways, whether it be warning Artemis of threats to her domain or struggling to align with Apate and her siblings, or his quiet, ineffectual displeasure, at ARES and Athena's creation, Apollo could like to himself -- no, herself -- no longer. For weeks at a time they vanished from Olympus on supposedly important business, secretly immersing themselves in stories of their past, reminding herself of who they once were, and what she once stood for.
She had taken up the mantle of the Mórrigan, the vengeful, deceiving fate, the war-clad mother of Éire, the fabled isle of the Tuatha Dé Danann, and with Tython's continued failings, she resolved that she would be the one to tear Zeus and everything he had built down from within.
When she finally emerged, the Mórrigan was content to take on the falsehood that was Apollo, bringing with them their two lovers -- Coronis and Kyrene -- in reality genetic clones that were the fruit of her obsession with fully embodying the Morrigan, each capable of the same shapeshifting as The Mórrigan herself.
As of late, however, Apollo's abscences to observe the Antikythera device -- and their involvement with the mortals of the world -- have both intensified, bringing more and more followers into their direct tutelage in their primary temple on the so-named Isle of Delphos, a heavily-defended fortress where Apollo spends much of 'his' time, rather than on Olympus itself. In fact, their Apollonides fulfill many of the functions of entertainment Apollo once did, though Hebe has taken up much of 'his' mantle as the entertainer of the gods.
GULA:While Gula would always be the primary means of maintaining the health of Olympians, Apollo truly did feel for Gula's mandate to heal all the sick (and remained paranoid of Zeus's access to the A.I.), regardless of his refusal. Apollo has yet to make significant strides in enabling the A.I., however.
Asclepius: Apollo's most favoured child, even more than the naturally born demigods they have fathered, Asclepius was an early cloning project designed specifically to help fulfill Apollo's function as a deity of healing. With GULA serving this function for Olympus, Asclepius provides an admittedly lesser service to mortals on occasion, helping to stymie unexpected pandemics or encouraging proper medical practice for the mortals of Hellas, alongside his daughters, especially Hygieia. They're limited in scope by the level of technology of the mortals, however, though their efforts see marked reductions in the spread of disease where they deign to visit. More importantly, however. Asclepius is Apollo's personal pharmacologist, enabling much of their secret projects, and is one of the few people aware of their true nature as the Mórrigan.
The Korybantes: Apollo's most favourite demigods, the Korybantes are mostly the male (though occasionally otherwise) followers of Apollo, warrior-dancers clad in carbon nanofibers and metal places nearly of the quality worn by the gods, serving as both entertainers on Olympus and Apollo's personal guard. Each of the Korybantes is unflinchingly loyal and sculpted to physical perfection, though they are no less cultured than their progenitor, frequently wielding combination-weapons, such as spears that incorporate pulse weapons or physical shields containing embedded plasma window generators.
Phemonoe: the first of Apollo's oracles and the deity's first natural-born child, Phemonoe is frequently visited on Delphos by mortal Kings and Queens seeking guidance. She has some limited ability to perceive the Antikythera, thanks to her parent's training and pharmacological treatment by Asclepius, though her ability is inevitably far lesser than the deity themselves.
The Musa Apollonides: Another set of Apollo's demigod offspring, Apollonis, Cephisso, and Borysthenis are are never seen outside of Olympus or Delphos, serving the function temple entertainers and supporting case for Hebe on special occasions. Although physically and mentally resilient in their own right, they are not warriors, trained and bred exclusively for skill with singing and instruments, though their vocal skills inevitably pale in comparison to Hebe.
The Centaurs: one of the Mórrigan's first projects as Apollo to appease Zeus was to father the centaurs, although, truthfully, much of the actual scientific work was done by Asclepius and Coeus to prove Asclepius's value to the supposed King of the gods. A strange, biological amalgamation of man and equine drawn from an initial handful of mortal volunteers, now a self-sustaining society of nomads frequently visited by Apollo to ensure they do not fall into the rapaciousness in their mythological counterparts. As far as the "children" of Apollo-Mórrigan go, however, they are nonetheless notoriously lustful, belligerent, and otherwise hedonistic, and a useful tool for disrupting or otherwise pressuring those societies which Apollo grows disgusted of when cultural messaging no longer suffices.
Apate: Perhaps due to her -- or his, as Apate would know her by -- friendly relationship with Nyx prior to the mutiny, Apollo has always strove to maintain an at least friendly relationship with Nyx's children, especially Apate and her closest siblings, though particularly the goddess herself. The Mórrigan's reasons for doing so are threefold -- to give her as few reasons to investigate her secret dealings as possible, and to stay close to a potential comrade in reigning in, if not outright dismantling Zeus entirely.
Hebe Dia: Apollo's relation with Hebe is a complicated, regretful one, for while it was Apollo that taught her much of what she knows of the performing arts and who subtly encouraged her charitability, Apollo's relationship with the princess's divine cult is cold and icy. The very same thaumaturges that butcher the young to preserve the old, after all, are well aware of the wrath that would be visited upon them should Apollo uncover the truth of their secretive methods, and more so that the protector and helper of the unfortunate would not hesitate to to inform Hebe of the truth, however gently.
To Olympus, however, they are (or at least were) Hebes' tutor on matters of music.
Coeus: Apollo is one of the few gods that can be said to be genuinely friendly toward Coeus, referring to him as Hephaestus only in the presence of other gods. They are far more likely to rely on him for engineering projects than they are to go to other gods for help, often providing consultation through the Antikythera for him when asked.
Zeus: Although outwardly obedient to Zeus, the Mórrigan harbours a deep hatred for the god, matched perhaps only by Typhon himself. Much of Apollo's free time is spent scheming against him, subtly nudging mortals in directions that interfere with Zeus, though the Mórrigan has grown sufficiently desperate to consider creating opportunities for Isaac. For the most part, however, her subversions are so delicate and subtle that even Apate has not noticed them, hidden in plain sight or behind veils that no sight can penetrate.
Several posts have been out of order now and so as to keep something of a timeline in track, let's start dating posts at the top.
For now the easiest way to do this will probably be to just indicate 'X days after the death of Zeus' but maybe we can figure out some better form of dating system. The suggestion came up to start the years' count at the Coming of the Gods. It's supposed to have been about 400 years since then so we can roughen that up a bit and say we start at 413 PA, or post-arrival -- AA or ante-arrival would be the equivalent of BC and refer to before Zeus etc. showed up, but I doubt we'll need to have any extremely distant flashbacks set back then or anything.
The idea also came up to rename the months after gods. Presumably to not get too pulled into the weeds we'd just be renaming the months and not trying to account for a different day or year length on Hellas. Maybe at some point we can iron out a calendar but again, for now just counting days after the death in the first IC post is good enough.
Sure, I'm still happy to take more applications. Did you have some sort of character in mind?
Also it'd be great if you'd join the Discord linked in the OP; that's where the majority of our conversation has been taking place and we could talk ideas over more easily in there.
I was thinking of playing as either Ares or Poseidon. Will start writing this afternoon.
As it currently stands, Ares is sort of already mentioned in Athena's background with her being the God of War's replacement. We've been talking about really wanting a Poseidon in the discord, so that's definitely available!
@Zyx, just giving you a download since you are not on the discord - everybody is still presently preoccupied with Part 2 of the big Olympus meeting which is evidently lasting a few days, and also with a number of adjacent schemes and collabs going on around it in the meantime. If Isaac has anything else he would like to do, now would be the time to do it before the party at Olympus gets out (also because it may be some time before any of the gods are freed up to react to him).
Alternatively: Perhaps consider interaction with some of the lesser members of the cast not presently at Mt. Olympus? Abduction perhaps or something along those lines, I do not know.
@Zyx, just giving you a download since you are not on the discord - everybody is still presently preoccupied with Part 2 of the big Olympus meeting which is evidently lasting a few days, and also with a number of adjacent schemes and collabs going on around it in the meantime. If Isaac has anything else he would like to do, now would be the time to do it before the party at Olympus gets out (also because it may be some time before any of the gods are freed up to react to him).
Alternatively: Perhaps consider interaction with some of the lesser members of the cast not presently at Mt. Olympus? Abduction perhaps or something along those lines, I do not know.
>The majority of his forces are still traveling back north presently, so an abduction is out of the question. None of his drones have any real stealth capabilities beyond not showing up on thermals, and while IRL smart-matter could theoretically have some sort of optical camouflage since it should hypothetically be able to change its physical properties based on user input, I've not noted Isaac's warforms as being able to do the same. Anything he does would require an assault of some kind since I'm sure one of the gods would spot his machines from a mile away.
>In any case I can wait on interactions. I've got some 1x1 RPs I need to start/continue posting in, as well as chapter 29 of my fic to finish. You know, as soon as I can get over the abrupt writers block that's crept up for it. Also, I was planning on waiting for the stuff in Olympus to wrap up before posting again anyway, just to avoid making the timeline more confusing.
Hello. I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting. I've been absolutely swamped IRL and haven't had the time to log on. I will spare you further uncertainty and bow out of the game. Thank you for considering me.
Hello. I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting. I've been absolutely swamped IRL and haven't had the time to log on. I will spare you further uncertainty and bow out of the game. Thank you for considering me.
No problem; thanks for letting us know, and hopefully things calm down for you.
Progress is still coming on the supercollab, but by its nature of involving so many people it's cumbersome and the inevitable IRL things that some people have had to deal with have slowed it.
In any case, to help with the IC slowdown, I'm thinking I'll make a more mortal-centric post about an emerging heresy. Perhaps that is something that Isaac will be able to plug into if he wants to support a group of humans that are rising up against the gods. @Zyx
Progress is still coming on the supercollab, but by its nature of involving so many people it's cumbersome and the inevitable IRL things that some people have had to deal with have slowed it.
In any case, to help with the IC slowdown, I'm thinking I'll make a more mortal-centric post about an emerging heresy. Perhaps that is something that Isaac will be able to plug into if he wants to support a group of humans that are rising up against the gods. @Zyx
>Depends on the heresy. And also on whether or not said people are willing to listen to a recon drone.
