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OKAY EVERYONE SO JACK AND ASH ARE NO LONGER CHILDREN OF SUN AND MOON? WHY? #JACLLIE THAT'S RIGHT. STAR IS CHANGING IT FOR THE SHIP. #YOLO
...Are you happy Star xD
Feel free to hate me x3
...Are you happy Star xD
Feel free to hate me x3
@Lord Zee :'D I figured we all needed to get over the fact Brontes is back and do stuff now?
Okay guys just so everyone gets what's happened. It has now been 4 days in total in RP time :3
"If only." Brontes replied before standing up. "So, who should we find first, Thalliana? Armarion? Kyra! Or... her, my chaotic sister. I really want to fix things with her." And that was perhaps the most honest thing the God Of Death had said that day, about Ernestine. They never really had a relationship and that was partly his fault but he wanted to see her as much as he wanted to see Amare.
Amare looks at him like he's insane. "Thallie, Armarion and Ernestine?! Do you have a death wish?!?!?! Armarion hates me, and you- not to mention the fact that he's now working with Tetsuo. He's probably going to be one of the biggest obstacles we have. Thallie hates you too, that's...mostly my fault. She's a...a lovely person. However as that old saying goes, beware a good man, or in this case, good Goddess who goes to war. She will probably try to kill you on sight...mainly because she cares- sorry about that. And as for Ernestine, she's just a psychopath! Have you not learnt that by now?! She just wants everyone and everything to burn! Yeesh, you're terrible at this." Amare tells him with a childish huff, and pouts.
"The answer is obvious anyway." The boy declared "We start with Iratze. The one Goddess who knows us the best- who will probably believe us."
"Alright, fair enough, Iratze it is. I owe her, her wings after all. But after that, we're gonna focus on either Kyra or Ernestine. We need allies, strong allies and who better than those the others have shut out. Deal?" Brontes replied, seeing a light at the end of the road for once. Perhaps it wasn't so bad, going at it peacefully.
Amare once again looks uneasy at the mention of Ernestine. "I agree with you wholeheartedly about Kyra. We should have her on our side. However I'm still sticking with my theory that Ernestine is a psychopath..." The young God sighed "Though I'm willing to let you try. Just accept that she will probably try and murder you at least twice."
"Fair enough, I owe her that much."
"We'll start with Iratze and Kyra- then maybe somehow get Ernestine. After that we'll go after the nicer Gods- Zora has never really been a part of the war so it shouldn't be too hard to get her. Then Jack and possibly Ash. Maybe after that Thallie will be able to see reason if all the other nicer Gods do. It's only from there on out we'll have problems with the other Gods. However we'll sort that out when we there, right?" Amare asks with a hopeful smile.
"Agreed. I'll handle those itching for a fight though. Tetsuo and Armarion specifically, even Amos if he shows up. I have a few things to tell them which will make them think twice before becoming an obstacle."
Amare gives him a look "Alright but don't be too harsh on them, otherwise they'll never accept peace." No sooner does Amare say that, his demeanor becomes that of a happy child again "Now, let's go to the park! Just because we're attempting world peace doesn't mean we can't have fun as well. We've been away from each other for far too long!" Amare pouts "I wanna play!"
"Why not, a walk in the park will be nice." Brontes replied, unaware of Amare's playful tone. Not that it mattered, give the God of Death some snow and he'll turn into a child too.
Amare is full aware of what snow does to The God of Death, and he can't hold back the giant grin forming on his face. Despite knowing tomorrow, they will have to go off and find other Gods. Today he knows that they will play in the snow. That they will have snowball fights, they will build snowmen, make igloos and snow angels. He knows that today will be a good day. The first good day he will have in a long time. The first good day of many more to come.
So, with that, he holds his teddy bear close to him with one hand. Then with the other hand, he holds Brontes's. Before the two of them walk out into the world of mortals, for the simple reason of having fun.
The day would go beautifully, as if they were the only two people in existence. However, the day after, the two got back to work, once again...
Amare looks at him like he's insane. "Thallie, Armarion and Ernestine?! Do you have a death wish?!?!?! Armarion hates me, and you- not to mention the fact that he's now working with Tetsuo. He's probably going to be one of the biggest obstacles we have. Thallie hates you too, that's...mostly my fault. She's a...a lovely person. However as that old saying goes, beware a good man, or in this case, good Goddess who goes to war. She will probably try to kill you on sight...mainly because she cares- sorry about that. And as for Ernestine, she's just a psychopath! Have you not learnt that by now?! She just wants everyone and everything to burn! Yeesh, you're terrible at this." Amare tells him with a childish huff, and pouts.
"The answer is obvious anyway." The boy declared "We start with Iratze. The one Goddess who knows us the best- who will probably believe us."
"Alright, fair enough, Iratze it is. I owe her, her wings after all. But after that, we're gonna focus on either Kyra or Ernestine. We need allies, strong allies and who better than those the others have shut out. Deal?" Brontes replied, seeing a light at the end of the road for once. Perhaps it wasn't so bad, going at it peacefully.
Amare once again looks uneasy at the mention of Ernestine. "I agree with you wholeheartedly about Kyra. We should have her on our side. However I'm still sticking with my theory that Ernestine is a psychopath..." The young God sighed "Though I'm willing to let you try. Just accept that she will probably try and murder you at least twice."
"Fair enough, I owe her that much."
"We'll start with Iratze and Kyra- then maybe somehow get Ernestine. After that we'll go after the nicer Gods- Zora has never really been a part of the war so it shouldn't be too hard to get her. Then Jack and possibly Ash. Maybe after that Thallie will be able to see reason if all the other nicer Gods do. It's only from there on out we'll have problems with the other Gods. However we'll sort that out when we there, right?" Amare asks with a hopeful smile.
"Agreed. I'll handle those itching for a fight though. Tetsuo and Armarion specifically, even Amos if he shows up. I have a few things to tell them which will make them think twice before becoming an obstacle."
Amare gives him a look "Alright but don't be too harsh on them, otherwise they'll never accept peace." No sooner does Amare say that, his demeanor becomes that of a happy child again "Now, let's go to the park! Just because we're attempting world peace doesn't mean we can't have fun as well. We've been away from each other for far too long!" Amare pouts "I wanna play!"
"Why not, a walk in the park will be nice." Brontes replied, unaware of Amare's playful tone. Not that it mattered, give the God of Death some snow and he'll turn into a child too.
Amare is full aware of what snow does to The God of Death, and he can't hold back the giant grin forming on his face. Despite knowing tomorrow, they will have to go off and find other Gods. Today he knows that they will play in the snow. That they will have snowball fights, they will build snowmen, make igloos and snow angels. He knows that today will be a good day. The first good day he will have in a long time. The first good day of many more to come.
So, with that, he holds his teddy bear close to him with one hand. Then with the other hand, he holds Brontes's. Before the two of them walk out into the world of mortals, for the simple reason of having fun.
The day would go beautifully, as if they were the only two people in existence. However, the day after, the two got back to work, once again...
It is then that all calmness in Amare's deamnour disappears. He then looks at Brontes with a painful look in his eyes, one that goes right into his own soul. "You know, 7,000 years ago I would have happily agreed to this plan." Amare told him very quietly "7,000 years ago, I was angry too. You have to remember most of them have shun me just as much as you. I'm useless, remember? To everyone but you, I'm entirely useless. Even Thallie doesn't need me." Amare explained, voice stil quiet but wrought with emotion.
However then his voice becomes louder, more determined. "No, I don't want any part in genocide. Damn it, old man- you've forced me to become kind. So kind that the act of killing now upsets me! I can't bare the thoughts of the deaths of others!" The boy then sighs "That being said, I very much like your idea to reason with the gods. In fact, even if I didn't love you, I would stay for that. Mainly because knowing you, your anger will get the better of you before you've really tried. So here's the deal, I will try my best to help you reason with them- but..."
Amare let out a shaky sigh "...but if you ever find them unworthy of living- which is a rather arrogant idea I might add- I'll have to try and stop you. Unless there's a good reason to kill some or all of them- I won't stand by for that." The God child then looked down, looking rather sad "However, I suspect if we ever get to that point, you'll be able to stop me quite easily." He tenses up at the thought of what he says next "...And eventually I'll forgive you all over again."
Brontes thought for a moment, hating himself even more with every passing second. He had told Amare the truth but not the whole truth. His plan was to bring down the Gods, yes, but it wasn't his true goal, the result of his plan.
Visions of the Old Gods passed through his mind, imprisoned in Apocrypha, deep in the Underworld and how he had talked to them countless times. How they had given him a glimpse of the time when they were the Kings and Queens of the universe only to now be locked up for eternity. How he had made his deal with them in exchange for their forbidden knowledge.
"Amare, your love is a fire in the winter. Pure and life-saving and I would be much different without it. I will be eternally grateful for it and I will be your rock for as long as you need me. But, my plan... I cannot allow it to fail. I cannot put your life above the countless lives in the streets below. That is my sacrifice, the price I have to pay for my selfish act."
Brontes face didn't display any feelings, perhaps the most honest he could be with his only friend.
"However, we will try and fix things with words, peacefully. And we will definitely succeed, won't we?" he said not long after, a soft smile on his face.
Liar he thought, at the same moment, knowing his self.
Listening carefully, Amare takes it all in. He knows that right here- right now would be his only chance to back out. Yet...he knows that if he really wanted to back out, he should have never of gone to the Underworld with Thallie all those years ago. The last part, that gives Amare a sad smile though. Yes, he would like a peaceful solution. Though he has no idea if that's possible.
The God Child then puts down his tea and his teddy bear, before going over and hugging Brontes "I'd like to very much think it will work. I really would. Though if we ever find ourselves turning on each other, I..." Amare frowns as he really doesn't know where he's going with this "...I don't- I still- I just- I don't want to- to lose you, o-okay? Even if we...damn it. There are times I wish I didn't love you, it would make everything so much simpler- but emotions don't work that way, do they?" He mostly told him, clinging to the other god desperately.
However then his voice becomes louder, more determined. "No, I don't want any part in genocide. Damn it, old man- you've forced me to become kind. So kind that the act of killing now upsets me! I can't bare the thoughts of the deaths of others!" The boy then sighs "That being said, I very much like your idea to reason with the gods. In fact, even if I didn't love you, I would stay for that. Mainly because knowing you, your anger will get the better of you before you've really tried. So here's the deal, I will try my best to help you reason with them- but..."
Amare let out a shaky sigh "...but if you ever find them unworthy of living- which is a rather arrogant idea I might add- I'll have to try and stop you. Unless there's a good reason to kill some or all of them- I won't stand by for that." The God child then looked down, looking rather sad "However, I suspect if we ever get to that point, you'll be able to stop me quite easily." He tenses up at the thought of what he says next "...And eventually I'll forgive you all over again."
Brontes thought for a moment, hating himself even more with every passing second. He had told Amare the truth but not the whole truth. His plan was to bring down the Gods, yes, but it wasn't his true goal, the result of his plan.
Visions of the Old Gods passed through his mind, imprisoned in Apocrypha, deep in the Underworld and how he had talked to them countless times. How they had given him a glimpse of the time when they were the Kings and Queens of the universe only to now be locked up for eternity. How he had made his deal with them in exchange for their forbidden knowledge.
"Amare, your love is a fire in the winter. Pure and life-saving and I would be much different without it. I will be eternally grateful for it and I will be your rock for as long as you need me. But, my plan... I cannot allow it to fail. I cannot put your life above the countless lives in the streets below. That is my sacrifice, the price I have to pay for my selfish act."
Brontes face didn't display any feelings, perhaps the most honest he could be with his only friend.
"However, we will try and fix things with words, peacefully. And we will definitely succeed, won't we?" he said not long after, a soft smile on his face.
Liar he thought, at the same moment, knowing his self.
Listening carefully, Amare takes it all in. He knows that right here- right now would be his only chance to back out. Yet...he knows that if he really wanted to back out, he should have never of gone to the Underworld with Thallie all those years ago. The last part, that gives Amare a sad smile though. Yes, he would like a peaceful solution. Though he has no idea if that's possible.
The God Child then puts down his tea and his teddy bear, before going over and hugging Brontes "I'd like to very much think it will work. I really would. Though if we ever find ourselves turning on each other, I..." Amare frowns as he really doesn't know where he's going with this "...I don't- I still- I just- I don't want to- to lose you, o-okay? Even if we...damn it. There are times I wish I didn't love you, it would make everything so much simpler- but emotions don't work that way, do they?" He mostly told him, clinging to the other god desperately.
"So, what do you think? What happens now?" Brontes calmly asked, as he sipped his tea.
As Amare takes his own tea, he sits down. "Well, that's really up to you isn't it? You have a plan, I presume. I mean you didn't just come back and find me for no reason. So let's hear it. It's not like I'm backing out now- I love you too much for that." He tells him with an amused sigh, wondering if he has any idea how much he actually cares.
Brontes glanced towards the city for a moment, taking in the sight of a busy street where humans looked like ants from his point of view.
"They cast me out long before I banished them here. Before, I was someone who suffered each and every day, dealing with disease, death and untold horrors. I've seen people die in every way possible. And I felt nothing. Until they, humans, gave me a reason to. I..." he stopped talking and closed his eyes as he gently put his forehead against the glass. His mind was killing him again, so many memories, thoughts, feelings in an endless stream, maddening even for someone like him.
"I will give them a chance Amare. A chance to either understand and allow humanity to grow without them or destroy our kind. I've never been motivated except when I built the Underworld and for these past millennium. I am full of... Full of hate you know. Anger, rage. I am not who I used to be. That's something you should know, too."
Brontes knew that he wasn't exactly coherent in his words. He had so many things he wanted to speak about, so many thoughts he just had to share but he just couldn't, even with this boy who was worthy of Creation itself.
"I know you've changed" Said boy told him with a bitter laugh, after listening quietly to everything Brontes said. "But it's too late now. I do have a question though, what about the Gods of The Seasons? Surely humanity needs them." perhaps to Brontes surprise, Amare seems rather calm about all this.
"That depends on whether they pick a side or not. If they do, that better be ours." he replied, a bit calmer now. "But you also have to pick a side, you know. You're obviously by my side but do you fully understand what you are in for? Thalliana and everyone you've ever known, you will play a part in their fall if you insist on being next to me. You can leave and it will not change my love for you at all. You can cast me into Nothingness along with the other Gods and the last words I'll ever say will be that you'll always and completely be forgiven."
As Amare takes his own tea, he sits down. "Well, that's really up to you isn't it? You have a plan, I presume. I mean you didn't just come back and find me for no reason. So let's hear it. It's not like I'm backing out now- I love you too much for that." He tells him with an amused sigh, wondering if he has any idea how much he actually cares.
Brontes glanced towards the city for a moment, taking in the sight of a busy street where humans looked like ants from his point of view.
"They cast me out long before I banished them here. Before, I was someone who suffered each and every day, dealing with disease, death and untold horrors. I've seen people die in every way possible. And I felt nothing. Until they, humans, gave me a reason to. I..." he stopped talking and closed his eyes as he gently put his forehead against the glass. His mind was killing him again, so many memories, thoughts, feelings in an endless stream, maddening even for someone like him.
"I will give them a chance Amare. A chance to either understand and allow humanity to grow without them or destroy our kind. I've never been motivated except when I built the Underworld and for these past millennium. I am full of... Full of hate you know. Anger, rage. I am not who I used to be. That's something you should know, too."
Brontes knew that he wasn't exactly coherent in his words. He had so many things he wanted to speak about, so many thoughts he just had to share but he just couldn't, even with this boy who was worthy of Creation itself.
"I know you've changed" Said boy told him with a bitter laugh, after listening quietly to everything Brontes said. "But it's too late now. I do have a question though, what about the Gods of The Seasons? Surely humanity needs them." perhaps to Brontes surprise, Amare seems rather calm about all this.
"That depends on whether they pick a side or not. If they do, that better be ours." he replied, a bit calmer now. "But you also have to pick a side, you know. You're obviously by my side but do you fully understand what you are in for? Thalliana and everyone you've ever known, you will play a part in their fall if you insist on being next to me. You can leave and it will not change my love for you at all. You can cast me into Nothingness along with the other Gods and the last words I'll ever say will be that you'll always and completely be forgiven."
Amare opens his eyes to the image of a crying Armarion. This is a rather confusing sight to say the least. The very God he had escaped a few days ago is now on his mind. Why think about him now? Why think about him at all? It wasn't as though he felt about tricking Armarion or anything. In fact, he felt great relief to know that he and Brontes got away. Amare laughed to himself as he got out of bed and stretched his limbs, clutching his teddy bear close to him. Though, like all Gods, he does not sleep. He does take into the practice of resting his mind. It is a rather good exercise especially considering everything Amare has been through the last few days.
As Amare looked around, he couldn't help but smile. It was a beautiful apartment. It hadn't been too hard to get. Oh the wonders of persuasion. Perhaps Brontes wasn't too happy with that action. However they hadn't really had too many choices at the time. Hiding here for now wasn't perhaps wisest choice. Regardless, it had worked out nicely for them.
So, leaving the bedroom, and going to the kitchen, he greeted Brontes "Good Morning." He said cheerfully as he wrapped his small arms around the Other God's torso.
"Yes, a fine morning indeed, Amare." Brontes replied, using his more refined human form, the ''dandy'' as he thought of it.
"Tea?" he asked, pointing towards a teapot nearby.
Tea was one of his guilty pleasures since the humans discovered it and had since refined it from a simply hot drink to sweet nectar worthy of a God. Brontes hadn't rested at all that night, more Gods were around than he had sensed in the past 6,000 years and he had to be careful. Plus, he had been thinking about Amare and whether he should involve him in his scheme, the grand plan he had been working since he fell in love with humanity itself, tens of thousands of years ago. A project which took its first step when he locked everyone on Earth, the final battlefield, as he thought of it.
Amare smiles up at the older God with all the adoration in the world, and nods "Yes please."
He watched Brontes with a peaceful look in his eyes. For the first time in a very long time, Amare didn't feel alone. It was...the most wonderful feeling. As he watched his Lonely God make tea, it occurred to Amare that he didn't care what happened next. He didn't care so long as Brontes was with him- by his side.
As Amare looked around, he couldn't help but smile. It was a beautiful apartment. It hadn't been too hard to get. Oh the wonders of persuasion. Perhaps Brontes wasn't too happy with that action. However they hadn't really had too many choices at the time. Hiding here for now wasn't perhaps wisest choice. Regardless, it had worked out nicely for them.
So, leaving the bedroom, and going to the kitchen, he greeted Brontes "Good Morning." He said cheerfully as he wrapped his small arms around the Other God's torso.
"Yes, a fine morning indeed, Amare." Brontes replied, using his more refined human form, the ''dandy'' as he thought of it.
"Tea?" he asked, pointing towards a teapot nearby.
Tea was one of his guilty pleasures since the humans discovered it and had since refined it from a simply hot drink to sweet nectar worthy of a God. Brontes hadn't rested at all that night, more Gods were around than he had sensed in the past 6,000 years and he had to be careful. Plus, he had been thinking about Amare and whether he should involve him in his scheme, the grand plan he had been working since he fell in love with humanity itself, tens of thousands of years ago. A project which took its first step when he locked everyone on Earth, the final battlefield, as he thought of it.
Amare smiles up at the older God with all the adoration in the world, and nods "Yes please."
He watched Brontes with a peaceful look in his eyes. For the first time in a very long time, Amare didn't feel alone. It was...the most wonderful feeling. As he watched his Lonely God make tea, it occurred to Amare that he didn't care what happened next. He didn't care so long as Brontes was with him- by his side.
Tendo and I use TitanPad, which is both livechat and google doc type thing. If anyone wants to use it.
@WhiteStar19 Hard to say, you guys need to all finish with your initial reactions- because you know it's still quite clear in the current scene that the cafe has only just happened and Amare has just made his 'great escape.' So really you all need to finish having reactions and you all need to figure out what your doing. Then I after that can I do that post and our characters can finally interact with some of the others xD.
But there isn't any rush- you guys do what you can/want. Just don't include us for a little while xD
But there isn't any rush- you guys do what you can/want. Just don't include us for a little while xD
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