Architect

Olympus Falls

Alec & Zeus

A throne of thunder and marble.

A storm rages, clouds crashing with the drums of thunder overhead, illuminated from within by arcs of power.

A man, wielding bronzed lightning, with eyes that see the heavens, the flash of electricity behind his gaze, dancing as sparks within his dark and tangled beard.

Static, tingling the tips of fingers and toes, creeping its way up the spine and to chattering teeth.

The scent of burning ozone, threatening to nauseate, to make the world spin and tumble out of control.

A voice, roaring with the sound of a typhoon.

"Do you see the storm, just over the horizon?"

"No."

"Do you see the change it heralds?"

"I don't want to."

"But you must. Watch. Watch behind the sky, within the clouds. Feel the direction the wind changes."

"I... I don't want to. Stop."

"It is coming, boy. It is a duty undeniable."

"Please, stop. Please... I want to go home. I don't want to see."

"You must, and you shall. It is our Fate."

"How do you know?"

"I do not. I simply understand."

"No. No, I won't see!"

"Face it, child..."

"No!"

The deafening explosion of thunder, cracking through the flesh and the bone and cutting through the mind, delving into the thoughts, the will, the soul.

"... For it is already here."

And then the Sky came down as he screamed.
---

The throbbing behind his eyes is what woke him up. The pain, Alec figured, ranked somewhere in the top five of his entire life, including the time he was 8-years-old and fractured his collarbone and humerus going downhill on a rickety bike. It made him nauseous for the first few seconds, and he refused to open his eyes. Motes of light flickered in the darkness behind his eyelids, and he felt the gentle warmth of the sun on his skin. His mind was foggy, clouded; he couldn't remember why he was here, what he was doing. He reached down, deep inside the mist of his memories, snaking through the dust and grasping for something; a thought, a conclusion, a reason.
An image of his father, a beer between the two of them, an awkward smile shared between two men who might as well have been strangers. The creak of a door opening and closing, sounds of feet walking against pavement, tap-tap, on soft grass and dirt. He remembered walking up the incline, sitting on the edge of a plain, the rushing power of a train only a dozen or so feet behind him. He'd come up here, alone, to think on his future, his purpose. He felt anger, frustration. Sadness. He felt alone.
The sight of all the little homes and houses, the businesses and buildings plopped into the middle of nowhere as if by the hand of God, bordered all around by green and brown, swathes of nature threatening to swallow up the little patch of civilisation. And the sun, so high up, big and bright and beautiful, an ever-burning flame that wrapped those beneath in its comforting glow. Alec came here to quiet his thoughts, to gather a spark of inspiration, a sign of what he was meant for. And then the sky disappeared. Followed by the sun, the land, the little homes and the grassy knolls and the parks, all swallowed up in darkness, before the world itself had simply just vanished...

"'Ey, son," came a voice from beside him, blurted with such an urgency that almost made Alec jump out of his skin. "Are you... Are you awake?"

Alec forced his eyes open, bringing up a hand to create shade against a bright high-noon sun. Odd, he was sure it was later in the afternoon when he'd left...

"Son," came the voice again, and this time Alec saw its source, a grizzled old man wearing too much denim and a wispy beard. "Oh, my Lord, you're awake. I... I can't believe it."

"'Awake'? Uh, sorry, did I fall asleep? I... Is that a problem? Sorry, I was just--"

The old man looked frantic, eyes wide and breathing heavy. Compounded by the grogginess of just waking up, Alec suddenly felt very uncomfortable with the whole situation, especially when the man pulled out a cellphone that was several generations old and began dialling a number. With that, Alec decided to stand on wobbly feet, suddenly feeling tired and sore and hungry all at the same time.

"Look, sir, uh, thanks for waking me up, but I should really go find my dad--" he went to take a step before the old man noticed that the young man was on his feet, doing a double take before waving his arms in front of him.

"Wait, wait! Look, kid, I don't think you understand. I'm calling your dad right now. God, Donna said that sitting out here all that time was a stupid, wasteful favor to your father, I can't wait to see the look on her face--"

"Calling my dad? What?" Alec paused, a quizzical expression on his face. "Sorry, who are you again?"

"I'm Paul, Paul Westen. A friend of your dad's, Peter. He asked me to come out here every day, watch over you, make sure no one messed about with you or anything like that while you were out."

"'Watch over me'? What? What do you mean? I went for a walk less than an hour ago."
Paul paused in his dialling, staring at the phone for a long moment before slowly, painfully, looking up at Alec with an expression mingling between shock and pity. He hesitated, as if he was attempting to find the proper words for what he was about to say, as if he were about to tell the young man the world had ended.

"Son," he went to reach out, as if to put a hand on Alec's shoulder, before deciding against it and dropping it back to his side. "You've... Been asleep. For a long, long time."

"What? I couldn't have been out for more than an hour--"

"Kid, listen to me, and take a breath. You've been asleep-- you've been gone-- for a whole year."

Toothless - Vanishing Hearts

Sounds rad

Olympus Falls

Thanks! I just hit a weird creative spot, and I think Zeus was just the perfect mirrored character for it. CS posted in the Character Tab, and I'll get a post up as soon as I finish reading through the others' posts. Can't wait!

Olympus Falls

Alec & Zeus

God

Zeus

Human

Aleksander "Alec" Orlov

Human's Age

20

God's History

Son of Cronos and Rhea, Father of the Gods, and King of Olympus

Human's Biography

Born in Melbourne, Victoria, on the Southeast Coast of Australia, Alec's infancy was swept up in a time of tumultuous emotions and a degrading marriage. The youngest of three children by 10 years, Alec was taken custody of by his mother Ava whilst his sisters moved in with their father, Peter. Despite this, his sisters remained a large part of his life, and- combined with his mother's presence- this overtly maternal upbringing molded him into a respectful and kind young man.

These traits carried on with Alec well into high school, where he was known to be a patient, quiet student, attempting to fit in and stand out at the same time. However, he was an underachiever in almost all things. His grades were average, he had no outstanding athletic ability, no natural talent for the arts. While he was willing to learn new things and expand his skills, he never really outshined anyone. People including his guidance counsellor and own mother attributed this to his lack of ambition, but Alec knew what it was, deep down inside: he was just average, and there was nothing he could do about it. His few friends joked that he was "Aleksander Orlov: The Uninteresting Man With The Very Interesting Name."

What he lacked in genius, however, Alec made up for in quiet courage and compassion. He acted as friend and confidant to anyone who was willing to talk; he refused to conform to the idea of the restricting "roles" or "cliques", and made people believe that they were capable of more than they were told to be. Without realising, Alec earned a reputation concerning his gentle demeanour, marred only by his frustration towards authority. Despite this, Alec, again, faded from memory, as if the universe itself refused to give him a moment in the spotlight. None of this ever bothered him, though: Alec never felt a burning ambition to get anywhere like other people did, remaining patient and calm throughout his schooling, if only slightly disheartened.
After high school, Alec decided to take a gap year from studies in order to better find himself, and to experience life and the meaning of responsibility. What ended up happening was a job at the local supermarket and babysitting his nephew every other weekend, still living at home with his mother and her partner.

On "Dark Day", Alec was free from work and obligation, and decided to visit his father, something he did every so often in order to build a better relationship with the man he considered almost like a stranger. It was during this time that he'd ventured out for a walk to clear his head, to think on his future and what he could make of himself.
He never came back.
Several hours later, Peter finally found his son, sat atop a low hill overlooking the suburb. He was resting on his palms, leaned back and seemingly without a care in the world, watching out across the horizon as the sun ended its set. Frozen, with a sad smile on his face, caressed by the gentle glow of twilight.

Appearance Source

Olympus Falls

Alec & Zeus

God

Zeus

Human

Aleksander "Alec" Orlov

Human's Age

20

God's History

Son of Cronos and Rhea, Father of the Gods, and King of Olympus

Human's Biography

Born in Melbourne, Victoria, on the Southeast Coast of Australia, Alec's infancy was swept up in a time of tumultuous emotions and a degrading marriage. The youngest of three children by 10 years, Alec was taken custody of by his mother Ava whilst his sisters moved in with their father, Peter. Despite this, his sisters remained a large part of his life, and- combined with his mother's presence- this overtly maternal upbringing molded him into a respectful and kind young man.

These traits carried on with Alec well into high school, where he was known to be a patient, quiet student, attempting to fit in and stand out at the same time. However, he was an underachiever in almost all things. His grades were average, he had no outstanding athletic ability, no natural talent for the arts. While he was willing to learn new things and expand his skills, he never really outshone anyone. People including his guidance counsellor and own mother attributed this to his lack of ambition, but Alec knew what it was, deep down inside: he was just average, and there was nothing he could do about it. His few friends joked that he was "Aleksander Orlov: The Uninteresting Man With The Very Interesting Name."

What he lacked in genius, however, Alec made up for in quiet courage and compassion. He acted as friend and confidant to anyone who was willing to talk; he refused to conform to the idea of the restricting "roles" or "cliques", and made people believe that they were capable of more than they were told to be. Without realising, Alec earned a reputation concerning his gentle demeanour, marred only by his frustration towards authority. Despite this, Alec, again, faded from memory, as if the universe itself refused to give him a moment in the spotlight. None of this ever bothered him, though: Alec never felt a burning ambition to get anywhere like other people did, remaining patient and calm throughout his schooling, if only slightly disheartened.
After high school, Alec decided to take a gap year from studies in order to better find himself, and to experience life and the meaning of responsibility. What ended up happening was a job at the local supermarket and babysitting his nephew every other weekend, still living at home with his mother and her partner.

On "Dark Day", Alec was free from work and obligation, and decided to visit his father, something he did every so often in order to build a better relationship with the man he considered almost like a stranger. It was during this time that he'd ventured out for a walk to clear his head, to think on his future and what he could make of himself.
He never came back.
Several hours later, Peter finally found his son, sat atop a low hill overlooking the suburb. He was resting on his palms, leaned back and seemingly without a care in the world, watching out across the horizon as the sun ended its set. Frozen, with a sad smile on his face, caressed by the gentle glow of twilight.

Appearance Source

Olympus Falls

Hi, I was hoping to reserve Zeus for a day or two, til I get a CS up?

VIGILANCE: Memento Mori

Is this still alive? Not 100% sure if I can join right now, but if I can, I'd really like to.

This Is Our City (Dark Heroes)

Yo, throwing in a little interest. Gonna see how it plays out.

Toothless - Vanishing Hearts

Really interesting. It has a slight World of Darkness feel to it, but still pretty original. I'll keep my eye on this.

Carcer City

Huh. This is back. I'm pretty sure the reboot on the original Guild was mine. I'm not sure if I'm exactly down to join just yet, but if you'd like, @Ishmael, I can send you the text I had for the original RP. Just gotta find it in a few days.