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I created Olivia's page in the wiki. :D

Location: The Woods
Interacting With: Grant Wells @Altered Tundra



Olivia enjoyed the party. It all fun and games, and alcoholic beverages were free for all that enjoyed it. They were not their type, and Grant and her had juices. Throughout the entire party, she had been stuck to her new boyfriend like glue, inseparable, and she was glad for it, as he led her around Everett's house. The party was also where she had her second kiss, although this one was different from the rest. As she was about to get a plate of finger food for them to share, smiling to Grant as she saw him, she tripped on the end of a rug, falling face first onto Grant, sending them both crashing to the ground. Her lips landed on his nose and soon the food followed. Olivia blushed a deep crimson, horribly embarrassed by the whole ordeal. She quickly got up and picked away the pieces of food from Grant's face, before extending a hand to get him up. Both of them then had a good laugh about it, as it was indeed really funny. However, the party only went downhill from there. She witnessed King running off into the woods suddenly without warning, but the surprise of that was overwritten by Jade yelling all of a sudden.

With her yells and screams, came the earthquakes. The ground began shake, as a multitude of fissure appeared on the ground. The ground actually split open, and that's when the party-goers started adding in screams of their own and ran for their lives. Olivia followed Grant as he tugged her along, not having any idea as to where they were even heading to as well. However, her memory ended there. She woke up face down, body aching as she struggled to get up. As she inspected her body for any injuries, she saw several bruises on her arms and legs. She was sure she had more as well, as her back hurt as well. As she stumbled to her feet, first thing she noticed was, no Grant. Olivia felt horribly disorientated and confused. The last thing she remembered was holding his hand and running off into the woods. Taking several steps forward, she shouted out "Grant? Are you there?" Pivoting her head around from side to side, still no Grant. She began to sob as she stared at the darkness of the woods. She was frightened, confused and lonely. And her body ached and hurt.

"Grant..Where are you??...Geeee..Can you hear me?!"
I feel so alone
@HushedWhispers

I'm here but posting will be slow.

Interacting with: No one in particular
Location: Los Angeles -> Asgard





Today was Mythology day in school, and the kids got the ask anything they wanted about any form of mythology they wanted. Heidi was pretty sure that the most popular ones would no doubt be the Greek and Norse ones, and was already fully prepared for questions of any sort the young kiddos could ask. These were young, inquisitive and overly curious minds, and it was her job as a teacher to enrich them and supplement their learning. Freyja, a teacher. Not just any teacher as well, an elementary school teacher. Who would have thought. Well, she did love children after all, but she loved adult men as well, albeit in a different way. Ever since she made the transition to Heidi, the Norse goddess has toned down a considerably lot, and was no longer as flirtatious as before. Dressed in a peach-coloured button up shirt, and a white pencil skirt, she made her to class.

With class well under way, Jack, one of her nine year olds, asked her a question. "Ms Olsen! Aren't you from Norway? Do you have any stories to share on Norse Mythology? What happens to the people who die in Norse Mythology?" The barrage of questions came suddenly, but Heidi was well-prepared for it. These kids were young and curious, and more often than not simply said what were on their mins without restrain. She answered the boy with a warm smile. "Yes, Jack, you're right. That's where I was from. I live here, in L.A. just like you do now. What happens to people who die?" Turning around to grab a chair to place herself closer to the class, she took a seat and began telling them tales of the Norse afterlife.

"There are three main paths to Norse afterlife. All three are linked to a different god or goddess. The three are Odin, Freyja and Hel. Freyja, the goddess of Fertility, Love, War and Death had the honour of having the first pick of the slain, and as a result of that, most often called her Valfreya as she would ride together with the Valkyries into the battlefield of the dead. Those that Freyja picked would enter her heavenly fields known as Fólkvangr, where they could gain entry to her majestic hall full of delicious food and drinks and drink until after Ragnarok. What is Ragnarok you ask? I'll get to that in a moment. The second pick of the dead would go to Odin, who Valkyries would pick the slain of his choice, most noticably valiant and courageous warriors, sending them to Valhalla, where they would continue to train and feast until they were ready to face Ragnarok. The third and last pick would go to Hel. Well that isn't much of a pick really, as it was mostly the leftovers from the other two, and were usually the evil and dishonourable sort as well as those who died of diseases or natural causes. They then entered Helheim, Hel's realm full of icy cold death. It was said that this part was where the Christian "Hell" came from. Those that died of diseases and natural causes were watched over by Hel and were given a chance for rebirth. Those of evil nature were condemned forever to dwell in the icy cold realm of Helheim."

Getting to her feet, Heidi finished with a statement. "I hope that answers your question, Jack." Jack, like most of the students in the class right now, looked a little awestruck by life-live storytelling, and he simply stuttered a "Yes, Ms Olsen.." Beaming him another smile, she said, "Good." just in time for the bell to ring. Class was over, and the children emptied from the room. Heidi was packing up her things and about to leave when she felt a strong familiar sensation. Something she hadn't felt in a long time, since she had made the transition from Freyja to Heidi. A Death. A powerful one. One of this magnitude had to be a powerful god. One more powerful that she was. And there was only one that was really more powerful than her. Odin.

As she looked up, a glowing door had appeared at the back of the classroom, one that probably no one else but her could see at this moment. The kids had all left but now, and the hallway was empty for the moment. Heidi stopped through the door, and entered a familiar place she knew as Asgard. Locating the rest of the gods and goddess, she noticed that there were several of the gods and goddess from other pantheon here as well. She walked up and lay her eyes on the stone dead form of Odin. She'd been close to Odin, and used to even teach him some of her magic as well. His death was a serious matter as only some really powerful could have accomplished this. Killing a god, even one who had lost most of his powers was no joke. Heidi gave looks of extreme displeasure, at those who were taking the situation seriously, no doubt not knowing how grave the predicament they were all in right now, regardless of the pantheons.
I'm here as well. Just combating the lack of time + my fickle muse. Not to worry, I don't intend on giving this up just yet. I really like this RP, all things considered.
@Lady Amalthea

I'm really sorry, but I think I'll have to drop.
Lately, I'm been struggling between having time to write..and on what to write for this.. My muse seems to be shot.
Which is quite a shame as I did spend quite a long while on creating and putting the character together. :|
I'm somewhat at a loss. No idea how to begin my first post.. X_X
Victoria Kistler
Location: Hogwarts Express->Hogwarts Grand Hall
@McHaggis @Potter



Victoria had arrived late onto the Hogwarts express, and found the train with most of its compartments packed with people. Finally managing to find an unoccupied seat in one of the cabin compartments, she sighed, her face downcast at the thought of not seeing her friends, Tessa and Morgan. Esepcially, Morgan. It has been a while since she last saw him, and would be thrilled to be see him once more. Taking out a book on Defence on the Dark Arts, Vickie began reading up on one of her most favourite subjects. Pouring over the content, page by page, without anyone to disturb her, time soon went quickly by, before she settled into a slumber, the thick book still in her hands.

She was finally roused from her sleep when cries of alarm spread through the crowded compartment. She jumped in shock, awoken by the sudden commotion. The book dropped onto the floor with a 'THUD', but the noise went unnoticed, the cacophony of voices overpowering it. The cabin had gotten darker than it had been and much, much colder, the windows frosting up as the train passed what seemed to be the old Hogwarts grounds with an army of Dementors, the source of all the darkness, frost and commotion. Several of the students were crowding near the windows, others were huddled by their seats. Victoria did neither, sitting in her seats as she observed both the reaction of her peers and the Dementors floating around outside.

Soon enough the train left the site of the old grounds, and with that the Dementors, restoring warmth through the length of the entire train. It wasn't long before they reached the new school grounds. Groups of students flooded out the various train compartments, starting to file into the great hall of the massive structure. Her own luggage was handed over to the stewards who came to handle the baggages, ridding the students of their burdens as they prepared for their dinner in the massive hall.

Students took up their place at various rows of long benches that lined the entire room, the upper years grouped up by their houses. The first years were gathered in front near the sorting hat, where they would go through their selection of the houses to come. Victoria finally arrived into the hall, following the rest of the Slytherin students making their way to an empty seats, or simply looking out for their friends.

She craned her neck out for such, looking out for Morgan and Tessa. She finally spotted them somewhere down the line in one of the tables not too far from here, and began walking towards it. As she approached them, Victoria took up a seat next to Morgan, with Tessa close by. She gave a friendly wave as she said "Well, look who it is! Morgan Pryde, It is GREAT to see you again!...And you too Tessa!"
@AbysmalDemon We can indeed! BOGGART BUDDIES!!
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