[table][row][cell][center][h1][color=FFBBBB]Dionysus, God of Festivities[/color][/h1][/center][/cell][cell][center][img]https://i.pinimg.com/564x/31/f7/b6/31f7b6fd30a510099ec8365a27f4df7c.jpg[/img][/center][/cell][/row][/table]

[color=gray]Heavy drops of rain slammed against window panes behind Dio as he stared into the eyes of the man in front of him. The massive bear of a human was obviously in pain due to bullet holes that riddled its frame, and could barely stay standing. Dio looked down at the sight of his smoking gun before tossing it aside and spreading his arms in triumph.[/color]

[color=FFBBBB]“I’m sorry Mr. Thomas, but today just isn’t your day.”[/color]

[color=gray]The large figure tried to speak but couldn’t even get more than a mumble out before falling to his knees in defeat. The victorious god confidently strode over to his defeated foe and bent down to taunt his enemy.[/color]

[color=FFBBBB]“Can you repeat that, the sound of winning made it too hard to hear your pathetic last words?”[/color]

[color=6ecff6]“I said, it isn’t your day either.”[/color]

[color=gray]With a scream, the injured man thrust his hidden dagger into the stomach of Dionysus and finally collapsed to the floor dead. The wounded god now stood there staring down at the blade handle sticking out of him and seemed to show no expression. Opening his mouth, he hesitated, unable to even get a single word out before falling backward like a stiff plank.[/color]

[color=gray]Nothing but the sound of the raindrops could be heard in the now lifeless room before a single voice cut through the silence.[/color]

[color=39b54a]“And that’s a wrap! Everyone give Dio a hand for finishing his scenes.”[/color]

[color=gray]The crew cheered as the two actors stood up from the ground and waved back toward the crew. Dio’s co-star turned towards the young god and also began to clap as well. Laughing Dionysus gave a few bows before everyone quieted down in anticipation. Clearing his throat Dio rubbed his cold hands together and smiled at all the faces staring back at him.[/color]

[color=FFBBBB]“I don’t have much time, so I just want to thank everyone here for being great to me. I know I am not the easiest to deal with, but you are all family to me now. I mean it, if any of you ever have a problem you can come to me. Except you Jessica, we all know you stole the last sandwich from the craft table yesterday.”[/color]

[color=gray]Dio wrapped his arm around his fellow actor's shoulders and shook him.[/color]

[color=FFBBBB]“Make sure you all take care of Jordan here, we all know how much he likes to do his stunts.”[/color]

[color=gray]There was a light chuckle while Dio began to walk off the set and towards the exit of the studio. Stepping out into the LA moonlight Dio hopped into a waiting SUV and pulled his phone out of the central cupholder. He scrolled through Instagram for a moment before leaning back and closing his eyes. Thinking of the celebration tomorrow the god could almost feel his stomach turn at the thought of it. He loved his family of course, but Hera hosting ruined most of the event for him. It wasn’t even the fact that she had incinerated Dio’s mother, it was that she is just such a boring choice to host a party. Like, how had he not gotten this job, he is literally the god of festivities? Getting furious just thinking about it Dionysus reached forward and pulled a cigarette out from the other cup holder and lit it.[/color]

[color=gray]As the car sped down the highway Dionysus had a brilliant idea and posted a random picture of himself with the caption,[/color] [color=FFBBBB]Meeting some family in Seattle this weekend, will prob do a fan meet up.[/color] [color=gray]Grinning to himself Dio slumped back in his seat and spent the rest of the ride scrolling through funny cat videos.[/color]

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[color=gray]Dio had been accosted by fans waiting in the airport thanks to his post the previous night and had been laughing the entire time he was signing autographs. Grinning wildly Dio hopped into the back of a new SUV that had been waiting for him and blew a kiss goodbye to his new mob. As the airport disappeared behind him Dio couldn’t help but think he could have some good fun with this. A leaked location here or there and he could swarm anyone he wanted at any time. He really was the smartest Olympian, wasn’t he? Dio was so distracted with congratulating himself that he hadn’t noticed his bodyguard telling him that they had arrived.[/color]

[color=gray]With an energetic hop, Dio jumped out of the car and surveyed the chosen site of festivity that the queen had chosen. Disappointment broke Dio’s mood almost immediately upon realizing it was another country club. It had been a country club for the last half a century. Well if you had to credit Hera with one thing, it was consistency.[/color]

[color=FFBBBB]“By Zeus I hate consistency.”[/color]

[color=gray]Dio only made it a few steps before seeing something extremely strange through a window. The person in the window looked somewhat like him but was in the weirdest outfit. The outfit looked like some weird victorian cosplay that someone put a bit too much money into. Dio almost laughed at the person before coming to the harshest of realizations. He was the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3d/80/28/3d802814c938956f83c4c3119bd0cfa4.jpg]idiot[/url] who looked like his mother named him after her favorite local oil baron. Looking down Dio recognized his costume from the shoot he had been at the night before flying up. He had never changed his clothes and had been too focused on daydreaming about his brilliant plan to notice this. After a period of going through the five stages of grief, Dio shrugged and accepted his fate. Pressing onwards the Olympian ignored the strange stares from the staff and strode as confidently as he could manage into the conference room. Looking around the ballroom Dio saw some friendly faces and one very confusing sight.[/color]

[color=FFBBBB]“Why are we eating tiny sandwiches for breakfast?”[/color]