Olympus IIII

Kuk growled. "Did I TELL YOU TO RISE?"
Pyriphelegethon blinked fiery orange eyes, and just nodded.
Anubis blinked. "Oh really? I thought you were Albert," he said seriously, though he was completely messing with Henry. Of course he knew it was Henry. Anubis didn't often forget his kids.
Boreas pondered that question. "A bit cold, actually."
Kamooalii shrugged. "Surf's up, brah."
Hestia was sitting at the fire, in slightly-creepy-little-girl form rather than an adult one. She felt like messing with people today. Her son unwittingly sat at the fire, too, and she smiled slightly. "Hello."
"Hi, daughter," echoed Aeolus.
Set seemed to have finished his gamboling around, because he walked over to his daughter with a glass of what seemed to be very dark fruit punch. "Hey, what's up?" Without bothering to wait for an answer, he asked, "Where're your sisters?"

I sighed at my father. "Am I supposed to keep tabs on them at all times?"

I frowned, because I still couldn't find my dad. Maybe he wasn't here after all...

All of a sudden, dozens of titans and assorted primordial gods appeared in the room, officially crowding it. They were crashing Set's party crash, believe it or not.

"Chinese food?" John said to himself. He looked up at his father, "As you wish father."

John walked away thinking of where he would find Chinese food.

"Well time to take a road trip," he said taking a trip down to Olympus.

He walked out of the ESB and took a taxi to the nearest Chinese food resturant. He ordered the food his dad wanted, but sighed when the clerk said it would take 20 minutes to make. John sat down to wait.

"This sucks," he told himself.

"Alber?" Henry asked. Was there an Albert in there camp. Probably, but was he Anubis's son. Maybe.

"Father just one question," Henry said then asking, "What do you do on your spare time?"

This had always puzzled him what did gods do when they had nothing else to do. Perhaps nothing. Who knows.

"Cold," Jeff said, "But, cold is awsome."

Jeff then caused a big gust of cold wind to come forth. It was so much fun doing that.

"See cold is fun," Jeff said.

"You really have changed man," Keawea told his father still with his Hawaiian accent.

"It'a alright though," Keawea said smiling, "We still have to go surfing together sometime by the way."

Artemis glowers at her son, obviously disappointed. "All is not 'going' so well, at least for you, boy who dares call himself my son. You approach me without bowing? How rude? Were you raised by wolves?! Never mind that comment... wolves would have raised you better, to respect their leader, me," stated Artemis, just a bit indignant with her son.

Leah watched her father for a moment, feeling slightly awkward. She'd been waiting to meet this man for a while now, and suddenly she finds nothing that she can say to him. Sure, there are questions she wishes to ask him, but most of them seem impolite or inappropriate to ask a god, whether or not he be her father. After a few minutes she asked the question she would have inevitably asked any god. "Is it possible for me to ever get my hearing back?" she asked him, knowing that the question was sort of stupid. She shouldn't have cared, and the doctors had told her the damage to her ear was far to great for anything to be effective.

Ares smirked at his son. Yes! He had a son who would follow his orders, and he was getting Moo Shoo Pork! Score! Maybe he would give his son his ears back, so he wouldn't look like such a freak.

Zeus grinned at the expression on his son's face. Maybe he should do favors for people more often... he'd have a sea of loving admirers. "You're welcome, son." He winked at Caspar before anxiously searching the crowd for his other children.

ooc:It's not your turn to post, It would be Rachel's turn.

((Shampoo isn't in the posting order, though. It's on the first page.. I'll add her in where she posted and she'll post after you from now on.))

... Kuk kicked his son in the shin, very unamused.
"Just... tired..." muttered Pyriphlegethon
"Mhm... Egyptian stuff, y'know. Wrapping things in linen, or toilet paper if I run out of cloth. Weighing souls. Real cheerful stuff," reminisced Anubis.
Boreas agreed. "Cold is fun."
Kamooalii shrugged. "Whatevz."
Hestia smiled as she prodded the fire with a poker. "Hello, Xander."
Gaea yawned, a hand the color of dirt covering her mouth. "What do you want, child?"
Set grinned even more evilly. "Hey, hey, Krystine..."

"What?"

"Have some punch!" the Egyptian god of chaos said, overly cheerfully, and held out the glass of dark liquid out to his daughter.

Hmmm... I sensed a trick. But out of curiosity, I took the glass, and drank a sip of the 'punch'. Just as I suspected - it was just blood. It didn't taste bad of course, but it'd give me awful breath later if I drank it all.

I paused in my search, frowning. Why couldn't I find my daddy? He had to be here, somewhere. But it was so crowded in here, I was surprised anyone could find their parent.

Finally after a half an hour the Chinese food was done. "finally," John muttered. He picked up the box and headed outside to catch a taxi. The taxi drove him to the ESB where he took the elevator back up to Olympus.

John pushe dopen the big doors only to see more gods. He sighed and walked over to his father's throne.

"Here is your Chinese Food father," he said holding the box of Chinese food up.

"That stuff can be happy sometimes," Henry said, but then he thought about it.

"Well maybe not, but it can be fun right," Henry said trying to keep a smile.

"Okay maybe not," he said.

Jeff continued to jump around. He was too hyper now, and his wind currents were only making him bounce more.

"Yeah," Keawea said. Well maybe the change of his ftaher was just temporary. Hopefully. He didn't like his new father it was to dull for him.

Leah looked at her father, Aeolus, expectantly. Had she asked the wrong thing? She flushed in embarrassment.

Ares grinned, snatching the food from his son. Upon seeing what it was, he bellowed in disgust. "I told you to get me Moo Shoo Pork! I eat my Moo Shoo Pork WITHOUT the pork. I'm a vegetarian, can't anyone realize that?!" He chucked the bag's contents on the floor, annoyed.

Artemis scowled at her son. "You blame me?! YOUR body made you into a male.... I should have killed you the moment I found out." She glared at him vehemently. "You shouldn't insult your mother, especially when she can do what I can to you..."

Kuk walked away from his son in a huff.
Pyriphlegethon sighed. "It'd probably just catch fire."
Othreis sulked around, ignoring glares from many of the other gods. Being a nymph of Mount Othrys, they didn't like it much when she visited Olympus.
Anubis shrugged, which looked a bit funny with his fierce jackal head. "It's what I do."
Boreas wandered off, slighty perturbed by his overly hyper child.
Kamooalii suddenly fell over, asleep. His son was far too boring.
Oooh. Muahaha. Erebus stalked around in the shadows, hiding from Ezrah. It'd be fun to follow his son around like a creeper, yes?
"No, I'm afraid I'm not much of a servant," Hestia responded, amusement twinkling in her eyes.
Aeolus took a minute to think. "Well, I'm a wind god, you know. You might want to talk to Apollo about healing..."
Gaea nodded in response. She found it highly amusing when people bowed to her, since she was the earth, and they'd be looking her in the eye anyways.

I shrugged, and held the glass out to Felix. I didn't really want it, so I guess he could drink it if he felt like it.

Set rolled his eyes, muttering about how Kesi would have liked it more, and wandered off.

I sniffled. Maybe he wasn't here... wait! Who was that guy over in the corner, talking to a very scary-looking god? He had the same color of hair as I did. Perhaps... I started walking over there.

The god in the corner was in fact Hymenios, but he was in the midst of an argument with Thanatos, about something or other.

Artemis nearly growled at her boy, the beginning of the sound feral in the back of her throat.

"A clean slate. A CLEAN SLATE?! You cannot take back words that you have already spoken, boy. You were brought into this world by me, and it is I who must be treated with the utmost respect."

At this she stood up, and still in the form of a young girl she towered over her son.

"You have crossed the line by even daring to be conceived."


Leah nodded at her father, contemplating what her father had told her silently. The mere prospect of her hearing coming back was unfathomable, yet if she wished she may be able to hear again in an instant. It was a jostling thought and Leah didn't know what to think of it.


"ARE YOU INSULTING MY EATING HABITS, SON!?!?!" Ares bellowed, hulking over the scrawny boy who was his blood.

"You are filthy, ruined by the mortal in you! I ask my children to perform one simple task, and none of them can complete it properly!" Ares threw his hands up in exasperation.