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Rangers

@OGSG

Promise it’s almost finished but have a busy day today. On the last few facts.

Rangers

@OGSG

Finishing mine up today, been a bit busy.

𝘿𝙀𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 ⌜ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ⌟

Pasithea, Goddess of Relaxation

Goddess of Relaxation
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Πασιθέα}

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	Christina Nadin | #8f99fb ████████████████████████ 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 ⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟ Pasithea, Goddess of Relaxation, Youngest Charities, Lilywhite ⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟ Altered Consciousness, Hallucination, Meditation, Relaxation, Rest ⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ Greek ✾

𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 ✾ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒
_{^{Light glimmers in a flower}}

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P O W E R

^{She can create pheromone/mist around her that causes those nearby into a relaxed state that appears as if they are sleepy, hallucinations for her targets being an unfortunate side effect to this relaxed state. She has no control of what they will see, good or bad as her powers are weakened now.}

𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 ✾ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅
_{^{Like jewels in a dream}}

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	████████████████████████ т н є м σ я т α ℓ   т н є м σ я т α ℓ ⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟ Thea Chalaróste ⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟ 21 ⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 & 𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟ Bisexual, Female, She/Her ⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ Owner of ‘Floating Dreams’ (Sensory Depravation & Massage Parlor)

𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 ✾ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘
_{^{The sky breathes life, love to everything}}

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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ██████████████████████ 𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲   𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲 ⌜ 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 ⌟ ✾ Pasithea is the daughter of Dionysus and Hera, unlike all of her other sisters within the Charities which were born from the union of Zeus and Eurynome. The youngest of the Charities but a minor goddess all the same, one who supported Aphrodite as she was captivated by her beauty and stood by her side long enough to have the honor to call her by Lady. Her life is not one that is extremely noteworthy, that is until the war. During the war of Dionysos against the Indians, the god was driven mad by Hera and his army routed. Pasithea was gathering the shoots of the fragrant reeds in the Erythraian garden, in order to mix the flowing juice of Assyrian oil with Indian flowers in the steaming cauldrons of Paphos, to make ointment for her Lady [Aphrodite]. While she plucked all manner of dew-wet plants her gaze was pulled to the forest and there, not far off she saw the madness of her father, Dionysus. She wept in sorrow and tender affection, and tore her cheeks with her nails in mourning. She saw the Satyrs scurrying from battle and saw Bassarides lying dead. She pitied Chalcomede fleeing with swift feet from the blade of furious Morrheus [an Indian prince]--and indeed she was shaken with jealousy of the rosy-cheek maiden, for fear she might win the day with radiant Aphrodite. Sorrowing, she returned to Olympus, but she hid her grief for Dionysos in mournful silence. Scratches bloomed on her rounded cheeks and dimmed the bright radiance of her face. Aphrodite saw her downcast and understood the grief heralded by her silent face; then she addressed to her these comforting words, “Dear girl, what trouble has changed your looks? Maiden, what has made you lose your ruddy looks? Who has quenched the gleams of springtime from your face? The silvery sheen shines no longer upon your skin, your eyes no longer laugh as before. Come now, tell me your anxieties. Are you plagued by my son, Eros, perhaps? Are you in love with some herdsman, among the mountains, struck with desire, like Selene? Has Eros perhaps flicked you also with the cestus, like Eos once before? Ah, I know why your cheeks are pale…shadowy Hypnos, the vagabond woos you as a bridegroom woos a maid! I will not compel you if you are unwilling; I will not join Hypnos the blackskin to Pasithea the lilywhite!” When Aphrodite had said this, Pasithea broke, weeping and replied, “Mother of the Loves! Sower of life in the everlasting universe! No herdsman troubles me, no bold desire of Hypnos. I am not lovesick Eos or Selene. No, I am tormented by the afflictions for Dionysos, my father, driven about in terror by the Furies. He is your brother, please protect Dionysos if you can!” Then she recounted all her father's afflictions to her mistress, and the countless ranks of Bassarides that Morrheus the Indian Prince had killed, and all the fugitive host of Satyrs, even Dionysos lashed with the Erinys' whip, and wailing Gigarto gasping on the ground, and Codone gone before her season. With shame, she described the sorrows and beauty of Chalcomede. Sweetsmiling Aphrodite put off the wanted laugh from her radiant rosy face and told her messenger Aglaia, one of Pasithea’s older sisters to call Eros. She commanded Eros to make the Indian Prince Morrheus fall in love with one of the Bakkantes which distracted him from his war against the leaderless troops of Dionysos. —— It seems only war can bring with it stories of Pasithea’s life and how it is thrown into chaos. This time it was around the Trojan war. Hera wanted to help the Danaans win the war. At the time, she loathed Zeus and came up with a cunning plan. She donned herself in aromatic oils and the scent of ambrosia in an attempt to seduce Zeus. Then, she fooled Aphrodite into giving her a charm that would ensure success in getting Zeus to fall for her. The final piece of the puzzle was Hypnos. At first, Hypnos was reluctant. His memories of the first time he tricked Zeus made him reject her initial offers. It wasn’t until she mentioned that she would be indebted to him, bringing up Pasithea as a bargaining chip that Hypnos took interest. Hypnos was already enamored with her and all attempts to woo her thus far had failed, so the promise of marriage made him reconsider. He made Hera swear on the River Styx and in front of the gods of the Underworld that Hypnos would have Pasithea’s hand in marriage if he helped Hera. He followed through with his end of the bargain, Zeus none the wiser to the trickery but a deal was a deal. Pasithea was married to Hypnos thereafter without much of a choice, not planning on going against her mother, let alone as a deal created by the Queen of the Gods. It was lucky for her that Hypnos was a kind and gentle god. She eventually found a deep love with him and created beautiful children together. Her new life a happy one and filled with much joy, She simply wishes she had had a choice in the matter and was not dragged away from all she knew or cared about. She wondered what life could have been like without all her options taken from her. ██████████████████████ 𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲   𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲 ⌜ м σ я т α ℓ ℓ ι f є ⌟ ✾ The fall was more than a little shock to Pasithea, her calm broken in a moment as she found herself on the mortal plane again, questioning if everything before this moment had been an illusion. She found herself in the same location she had left from to join her husband in the underworld. It took her awhile to get her bearings and not feel so conflicted about the separation from the underworld. Everything was different and yet the same from when she last walked among the mortals. Once she found her stride amongst them, always on to go with the flow of any situation, she used the knowledge she had gained from her time assisting Aphrodite to make her way in the world. She made perfumes, ointments, and make up but also she studied herbs and potions to sell for healing. She expanded merchandising to other parts of the world eventually and soon longed to visit those places instead of just giving the product for wealth. It wasn’t long before she started traveling, learning different relaxation methods from other cultures and avoiding any hint of war on the horizon, always choosing the safest and least affected areas. War had always been a problem for her because others had made it that way so why tempt them further. It was pretty ironic, seeing that she should feel the least afraid being half sister to one of the very gods that was the bringer of war itself. Just another reason to avoid direct family as much as possible. She was polite to them and timid, shying away but she didn’t blame the others of her pantheon so she didn’t disappear entirely to only show up once a year but instead staying up to date with safer members. In the last few years, she has worked hard to set up a company in her name. Pasithea took a lot of time, effort, and worked with the right people to make it seem like this place had been gifted to her and that she had grown it into something more. She hated faking appearances but sometimes the world's a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment. It was necessary to pull the wool over their eyes and keep the curtains closed. It brings her immense enjoyment to be able to help people relax and reset so to speak. She feels closer to who she used to be and she tries to help people any way she can with her skills or abilities, what is left of them anyway. ██████████████████████ 𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬   𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬 ⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟ ✾ She wants to explore what she was never able to before, try new things. She does want to find out more about the fall and why it happened. For now, she is just taking this as second chance. ⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟ ✾ She fears for her family, always worrying for them. She has a fear of war/fighting as everything that has happened in her life seemed to start because of a war or some petty fight.

Delbrook Academy: Senior Year [ FULL ]

@Fabricant451

Just a few corrections needed for Tristan:

1. Likes and dislikes section is missing. We put a few slots so people could get a feel for the character. Please add this section in and add a few likes/dislikes to the section

2. The list of personality traits are missing. Could you quickly add those in as it is easier for glance back instead of having to re-read?

Delbrook Academy: Senior Year [ FULL ]

@Hey Im Jordan

Just a few corrections needed for Tyler:

1. Needs to have gender put in. Just because it’s obvious doesn’t mean it’s not there for a reason

2. Ethnicity needs to be filled out

3. Eyes and body in appearance section seem more like questions and not answers. It’s fine to add how they view it but a straight answer would be nice

4. Likes and dislikes are a bit low. We put a few slots so people could get a feel for the character. Please add a few more to this section.

The Wards: A Grimdark Teenage Superhero Story

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A pair of scuffing footfalls against the pavement paused in their step along the walkway, the figure standing as still as a statue while others passed by with hardly a notice or care, those that did turning their noses up or pretending they saw nothing. A small palm reached out to catch the soft drift of snow as it added to the light dusting to the ground. Dark eyes tilted to the sky, a slight frown placed on the delicate face and brows furrowing in concern before a deep sigh left her lips, creating a puff of vapor as she shoved her hand back into the worn baggy pullover and picked up the pace. Aaliyah was really starting to hate the appearance of snow, the symbol just meaning a miserable night of trying to keep warm enough to survive the concrete jungle or even to find some hope of sleep. She had been lucky that a few fine citizens had pitied her and when that hadn’t been an option a few abandoned buildings had been better than the alley ways. There had been a few mishaps where she had to avoid authority or nice people trying to get her to an orphanage or back home to her family as they ‘must be worried sick’ which meant quickly bailing before avoiding those areas.

If she had learned anything in the last few months on the streets, it was not to draw unnecessary attention to herself so traveling by foot for now was for the best in many situations unless it was dire enough for a portal. The last thing she needed was to be roped into some kind of criminal activity or gang against her will because they found her useful but that aside, having to fight all the time or watch your back from multiple people without backup because you said no to an offer wasn’t the smartest of choices, portals or not. It was for these multitude of reasons that she had chosen to willingly step up as a volunteer for the Ward Initiative once the information had reached her ears. She wasn’t completely desperate before but she had been too kind, giving up money and sharing what she could so by now, she needed to be a part of this but that wasn’t her only reason. Yes, she needed the money and a place to stay but the main focus was on the people of this city. What was the use of having a gift like this if she couldn’t use it for the greater good? She had been trying her best to help here and there, most not really thankful but that was okay, she just was glad they were safe. She wasn’t all that sure of what she could do or how she could help more but if it meant the difference in a bad situation for someone else then she was all there to try.

A faint beeping caught her attention, causing her to curse under her breath at the warning alarm from the close to busted watch attached at her wrist. She hadn’t reached her destination yet and she still needed to reach PRT headquarters afterwards. Aaliyah swiftly ducked in an alleyway, doing a quick head check before an unnatural glowing purple hue appeared on the brick wall before her, spreading and ripping open the fabric of time and space to provide a new location on the other side of a glowing ring. She stepped through without hesitation, sealing the portal behind her as a shock face stared at her for a moment before pouting. “Girl! Are ya tryin’ ta give this old woman a heart attack!?” the woman sassed, turning her attention to the boy laying on a small mattress that had seen better days. He sat up with a huge goofy grin before coughing a bit harshly with a snuffle, “Allie! You’re back! I thought ya had left for good!”

”Well, I couldn’t just disappear without a proper goodbye from the best little man around. I also have a gift, though I know it’s not much. Tada!”, she said, snaking her hand into her sweater where she had been holding a paper bag and plopping down next to him. ”Hopefully it’s still warm but I know you were wishing for burgers the other day.”, Aaliyah said. “Wow! This is…” he coughed roughly again, nervous panic building in her as she rubbed his back gently. “Sorry, this is amazing but ya shouldn’t have.” he said softly with a small awkward smile. ”It’s fine, I promise. What are a few odd jobs when I get the reward of that smile.”, she answered as he dug into the bag. She looked back to the woman who was frowning at her, the same disapproving gaze she always did when she wasted what little she had on someone else. She had heard the lecture on repeat but it wasn’t something that would change. ”Don’t think I forgot about you.”, she stated with a soft smile. “Ya better not have. Just get yourself straight, dat is a good enough goodbye for me without all the gift hullabaloo.”

”Too late! I already got it so you better use it.”, she answered before tossing a small bag at her. It was caught and tears came to the woman’s eyes upon looking inside. ”That should help him and there are a few more supplies in there that should last for a bit if you use them carefully. I am not sure how well this will go or if I’ll be able to be back but I’ll try. Thank you, for sticking your neck out for me here and helping me when I needed it. You are good people, Molls.” Aaliyah said with a bright smile. The woman wrapped her up in a firm hug and cupped her cheeks. “Thank ya, dearie. Now get outta here. Don’t worry, we were fine before ya arrived and we will be after ya go.”

She nodded, not sure if she would be able to use her voice. She stood up, looking at her watch and almost wincing at the time since she was close to being late. Good thing portals were instant travel because it would have been embarrassing to be late. ”How do I look?”, she asked with a spin. She obviously didn’t look fabulous, with sneakers that were worn out with its original color being questionable, dirt and muck on the ripped jeans, a much loved hoodie that was multiple sizes too large with patch work sewing and a few light stains on the blue fabric, and of course her Afro which probably was sporting a leaf or two somewhere since she hadn’t brushed it out. “Like a million bucks…don’t let them intimidate you.” Aaliyah gave a nod before opening up the portal and stepping through to be met with PRT headquarters, she looked back and smiled. ”Take care.”, she said with a wave, before letting it close and the two of them disappeared from her sight. She took a deep breath, walking with determination as she entered the building, the receptionist waiting at the front. She knew how this was probably going to go but all of this was so excessive and stupid to her. It would be so much easier to just appear without all the fancy checks but it was fair that they needed to be cautious as well as keep things safe on their end.

”Hello….I'm a victim of crime. I'm here to complain that my sister has been hypnotised by the Mutants into auditioning for a movie role as Amazon.”, Aaliyah stated overdramatically even bringing tears to her eyes, figuring if she was going to say the stupidest phrase in existence that she might as well milk it all the way. The receptionist gave a curt nod, not giving away anything about if she was annoyed or pleased with the mini performance and buzzed an Officer who shortly entered into the room, escorting her to the elevator. She felt a nervous wave of panic, trying not to hyperventilate as she looked at the small cramped space. One wouldn’t be able to tell she felt any of those negative emotions as a bright smile was still placed on her lips as she stepped up just to the edge of the door. She glanced up at the Officer and innocently questioned with a hint of hopefulness, ”There isn’t any chance that you would just tell me the floor we are going to and I’ll just meet you there, is there?” She was met with a silent stare and found herself shakily walking into the elevator, closing her eyes and trying to keep calm and collected while gripping the railing until her knuckles turned white.

The ding of reaching their floor was like a sign from the heavens and she had no shame shoving the Officer aside to hastily exit first into a…prison? Huh, interesting. She followed behind, taking a look around as they did so since he seemed to be leading her further to the back. When she was greeted with a wall, she tilted her head figuring he was maybe someone like her or that this was a meeting spot until a retinal scanner popped out. The wall unfolded itself, unveiling yet another elevator, going even further down to who knows where. ”Nope, enough of this. I’m done.”, she flatly stated with a small salute to the Officer before placing a portal next to the elevator by picturing herself in an empty space next to the Director in her mind as she did so, stepping into the sight of….was that confetti? She was utterly confused about the mess she just walked in on as her portal snapped closed behind her before the Officer could be a problem. ”I expected a welcome but the confetti is a bit much don’t you think?”, she joked, trying to be friendly but feeling awkward around those her age. She hadn’t really been around others very much and had a limited experience since school. ”I apologize for almost being late, there was something extremely important I had to handle before hand.”, Aaliyah said directly to Fukuda before looking at the others that had already arrived. ”My name is Aaliyah and it is a pleasure to meet everyone.”, she smiled before taking the closest available seat away from the pile of confetti. ‘I hope I didn’t miss much…’, she thought to herself.

Rangers

I’m not sure when I will be able to work on it but I’m sure a week is more than enough time for me.

Rangers

I might not use Jordan if I join as I am already using her in a different RP and I hate doubling up XD

But yeah, would be happy to kick off here again.

𝘿𝙀𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 ⌜ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ⌟

Finally done!!

Pasithea, Goddess of Relaxation

Goddess of Relaxation
_{Πασιθέα
Πασιθέα}

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	Christina Nadin | #8f99fb ████████████████████████ 𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕿 𝖍 𝖊 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 ⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟ Pasithea, Goddess of Relaxation, Youngest Charities, Lilywhite ⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟ Altered Consciousness, Hallucination, Meditation, Relaxation, Rest ⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ Greek ✾

𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 ✾ 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒
_{^{Light glimmers in a flower}}

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^{She can create pheromone/mist around her that causes those nearby into a relaxed state that appears as if they are sleepy, hallucinations for her targets being an unfortunate side effect to this relaxed state. She has no control of what they will see, good or bad as her powers are weakened now.}

𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 ✾ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅
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	████████████████████████ т н є м σ я т α ℓ   т н є м σ я т α ℓ ⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟ Thea Chalaróste ⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟ 21 ⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘 & 𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟ Bisexual, Female, She/Her ⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟ Owner of ‘Floating Dreams’ (Sensory Depravation & Massage Parlor)

𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 ✾ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘
_{^{The sky breathes life, love to everything}}

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▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ ██████████████████████ 𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲   𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲 ⌜ 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊 𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 ⌟ ✾ Pasithea is the daughter of Dionysus and Hera, unlike all of her other sisters within the Charities which were born from the union of Zeus and Eurynome. The youngest of the Charities but a minor goddess all the same, one who supported Aphrodite as she was captivated by her beauty and stood by her side long enough to have the honor to call her by Lady. Her life is not one that is extremely noteworthy, that is until the war. During the war of Dionysos against the Indians, the god was driven mad by Hera and his army routed. Pasithea was gathering the shoots of the fragrant reeds in the Erythraian garden, in order to mix the flowing juice of Assyrian oil with Indian flowers in the steaming cauldrons of Paphos, to make ointment for her Lady [Aphrodite]. While she plucked all manner of dew-wet plants her gaze was pulled to the forest and there, not far off she saw the madness of her father, Dionysus. She wept in sorrow and tender affection, and tore her cheeks with her nails in mourning. She saw the Satyrs scurrying from battle and saw Bassarides lying dead. She pitied Chalcomede fleeing with swift feet from the blade of furious Morrheus [an Indian prince]--and indeed she was shaken with jealousy of the rosy-cheek maiden, for fear she might win the day with radiant Aphrodite. Sorrowing, she returned to Olympus, but she hid her grief for Dionysos in mournful silence. Scratches bloomed on her rounded cheeks and dimmed the bright radiance of her face. Aphrodite saw her downcast and understood the grief heralded by her silent face; then she addressed to her these comforting words, “Dear girl, what trouble has changed your looks? Maiden, what has made you lose your ruddy looks? Who has quenched the gleams of springtime from your face? The silvery sheen shines no longer upon your skin, your eyes no longer laugh as before. Come now, tell me your anxieties. Are you plagued by my son, Eros, perhaps? Are you in love with some herdsman, among the mountains, struck with desire, like Selene? Has Eros perhaps flicked you also with the cestus, like Eos once before? Ah, I know why your cheeks are pale…shadowy Hypnos, the vagabond woos you as a bridegroom woos a maid! I will not compel you if you are unwilling; I will not join Hypnos the blackskin to Pasithea the lilywhite!” When Aphrodite had said this, Pasithea broke, weeping and replied, “Mother of the Loves! Sower of life in the everlasting universe! No herdsman troubles me, no bold desire of Hypnos. I am not lovesick Eos or Selene. No, I am tormented by the afflictions for Dionysos, my father, driven about in terror by the Furies. He is your brother, please protect Dionysos if you can!” Then she recounted all her father's afflictions to her mistress, and the countless ranks of Bassarides that Morrheus the Indian Prince had killed, and all the fugitive host of Satyrs, even Dionysos lashed with the Erinys' whip, and wailing Gigarto gasping on the ground, and Codone gone before her season. With shame, she described the sorrows and beauty of Chalcomede. Sweetsmiling Aphrodite put off the wanted laugh from her radiant rosy face and told her messenger Aglaia, one of Pasithea’s older sisters to call Eros. She commanded Eros to make the Indian Prince Morrheus fall in love with one of the Bakkantes which distracted him from his war against the leaderless troops of Dionysos. —— It seems only war can bring with it stories of Pasithea’s life and how it is thrown into chaos. This time it was around the Trojan war. Hera wanted to help the Danaans win the war. At the time, she loathed Zeus and came up with a cunning plan. She donned herself in aromatic oils and the scent of ambrosia in an attempt to seduce Zeus. Then, she fooled Aphrodite into giving her a charm that would ensure success in getting Zeus to fall for her. The final piece of the puzzle was Hypnos. At first, Hypnos was reluctant. His memories of the first time he tricked Zeus made him reject her initial offers. It wasn’t until she mentioned that she would be indebted to him, bringing up Pasithea as a bargaining chip that Hypnos took interest. Hypnos was already enamored with her and all attempts to woo her thus far had failed, so the promise of marriage made him reconsider. He made Hera swear on the River Styx and in front of the gods of the Underworld that Hypnos would have Pasithea’s hand in marriage if he helped Hera. He followed through with his end of the bargain, Zeus none the wiser to the trickery but a deal was a deal. Pasithea was married to Hypnos thereafter without much of a choice, not planning on going against her mother, let alone as a deal created by the Queen of the Gods. It was lucky for her that Hypnos was a kind and gentle god. She eventually found a deep love with him and created beautiful children together. Her new life a happy one and filled with much joy, She simply wishes she had had a choice in the matter and was not dragged away from all she knew or cared about. She wondered what life could have been like without all her options taken from her. ██████████████████████ 𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲   𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲 ⌜ м σ я т α ℓ ℓ ι f є ⌟ ✾ The fall was more than a little shock to Pasithea, her calm broken in a moment as she found herself on the mortal plane again, questioning if everything before this moment had been an illusion. She found herself in the same location she had left from to join her husband in the underworld. It took her awhile to get her bearings and not feel so conflicted about the separation from the underworld. Everything was different and yet the same from when she last walked among the mortals. Once she found her stride amongst them, always on to go with the flow of any situation, she used the knowledge she had gained from her time assisting Aphrodite to make her way in the world. She made perfumes, ointments, and make up but also she studied herbs and potions to sell for healing. She expanded merchandising to other parts of the world eventually and soon longed to visit those places instead of just giving the product for wealth. It wasn’t long before she started traveling, learning different relaxation methods from other cultures and avoiding any hint of war on the horizon, always choosing the safest and least affected areas. War had always been a problem for her because others had made it that way so why tempt them further. It was pretty ironic, seeing that she should feel the least afraid being half sister to one of the very gods that was the bringer of war itself. Just another reason to avoid direct family as much as possible. She was polite to them and timid, shying away but she didn’t blame the others of her pantheon so she didn’t disappear entirely to only show up once a year but instead staying up to date with safer members. In the last few years, she has worked hard to set up a company in her name. Pasithea took a lot of time, effort, and worked with the right people to make it seem like this place had been gifted to her and that she had grown it into something more. She hated faking appearances but sometimes the world's a stage and the stage is a world of entertainment. It was necessary to pull the wool over their eyes and keep the curtains closed. It brings her immense enjoyment to be able to help people relax and reset so to speak. She feels closer to who she used to be and she tries to help people any way she can with her skills or abilities, what is left of them anyway. ██████████████████████ 𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬   𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬 ⌜ α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ ⌟ ✾ She wants to explore what she was never able to before, try new things. She does want to find out more about the fall and why it happened. For now, she is just taking this as second chance. ⌜ f є α я ѕ ⌟ ✾ She fears for her family, always worrying for them. She has a fear of war/fighting as everything that has happened in her life seemed to start because of a war or some petty fight.

Delbrook Academy: Senior Year [ FULL ]

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