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𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

Apollo, God of the Sun

A P O L L O , G O D O F T H E S U N
A P O L L O , G O D O F T H E S U N

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 Alexander Calimeris 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 Twenty-five 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Musician	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Clever Passionate Charismatic 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Arrogant Self Centered Reckless 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 Apollo wants nothing more than to be freed from the Colossus, to lead the sun across the sky again. With no immediate plans for freedom though, he's shifted his focus to partying like he's still on Mt. Olympus. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Apollo has always feared death, and the end of his immortality. It's one of the reasons he fought so hard against his imprisonment, and why he has become so wary of pushing the boundaries of his cell. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Apollo 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 God of the Sun, Prophecies, Healing 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Greek

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

One of two children born to Zeus and the Titan, Leto, Apollo was born to be an upstart. Nursed on ambrosia and nectar, the food and drink of the gods, Apollo and his sister grew fast. When Hera found out about the children, she sent the serpent, Python, to put an end to their lives. Apollo slayed the serpent, and as he began his journey amongst the Greek pantheon, he became a patron of healers and oracles alike. His favorite story to tell however, is about the time he and Artemis challenged the twins Helios and Selene, for control of the Sun and the Moon. They agreed on an archery contest, which Apollo has always claimed was won with pure skill. Whatever happened that day, Apollo walked away with Helios' golden chariot, and Artemis with a silver one to match.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

At first, being tied to the Colossus was an adventure. Apollo had always had a softer spot for mortals than most deities, and Apollo embraced the new way of life. This curiosity did not last long, and after a few decades he began to reject his extended vacation. Unfortunately, he was just as stuck as everybody else, trailing after the Colossus like dogs, begging for the scraps of their former lives. What followed was Apollo's exploration of the worst parts of humanity.

He would spend a few centuries moping about like that, waking up in different taverns and getting mixed up in whatever debauchery he could fine. Finally, Artemis arrived, just as weak as him, but certainly better equipped to talk some sense into him. The talk did something, that much is for certain. Apollo took up music again, as easily as the day he'd first strummed a lyre. Gradually, Apollo accepted that being free of the Colossus would take time, and he became enjoyable to be around once more.

Leaving D.C. had been a pain. There'd been a mortal who worked on Capitol Hill that he'd taken a bit of a liking to, and then he was forced to hit the road again. A hot mortal wasn't about to keep him from shriveling into a powerless husk, after all.

Seattle turned out to be a less than ideal spot for Apollo. For starters, the sun seems to spend more time behind clouds than in front of them, and the constant rain wasn't a very welcome addition. Despite his misgivings about the location, he made the most of it. Being alive for a couple centuries meant that money wasn't too much of an issue. He got a penthouse apartment overlooking the city. If you're lucky, you'll get to hear him play the instrument of the night at one of his parties, or catch one of his songs at an open mic.

Apollo's Relations

APOLLO'S RELATIONSHIPS
APOLLO'S RELATIONSHIPS

★ 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 • ✿ 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 • ❤ 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 • ✖ 𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢

^{_______________________________________} 𝙰 𝚉 𝚃 𝙴 𝙲 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

TLAZOLTEOTL
 TLAZOLTEOTL

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Apollo hangs around the Jade Jaguar often enough that he's become friendly with the Aztec. Though her pantheon is foreign and far removed from his home, the two have a shared love of mortal pleasures. Him and the rest of his friends have spent many a drunken night in Lalli's club, and he's starting to feel like he might owe her a favor.}

^{_______________________________________} 𝙲 𝙴 𝙻 𝚃 𝙸 𝙲 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

LUGH
 LUGH

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Lugh and Apollo's shared love of music has brought the once strangers together. Their shared knack for learning instruments has led to some intense jam sessions. Even Apollo can set aside his arrogance for a moment (just a moment) to recognize that Lugh has some serious talent. God help the karaoke bar if they're both in the building at the same time.}

^{_______________________________________} 𝙶 𝚁 𝙴 𝙴 𝙺 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

ARTEMIS
 ARTEMIS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Artemis is Apollo's older sister, and she will never let him forget it, despite only being a couple hours apart. The twins keep up semi-regular contact, depending on how badly he's pissed her off. She's "forbidden" him from setting foot on the Moon River premises, after his last threesome there. Despite their bickering, Apollo cares about Artemis more than he lets on, and he'd do anything to protect her.}

ARES
 ARES

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Since the Colossus' creation, Apollo has gotten closer with many of his half siblings. He found Ares at the bottom of one of his cycles, drunk in a ditch. By this point, Artemis had knocked most of the moping out of him, and whether he liked it or not, he was a god of healing, even if he didn't have his powers. He helped Ares up, and thus began a friendship that would last centuries. He tries to keep away from Ares during "the bad times" but he's always around to help him back to "the good times".}

HERACLES
 HERACLES

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Apollo has always had a soft spot for the hero turned god. Something about being hunted by Hera and her infinite number of monsters and plagues really brings people together. Apollo aided Herc in his quest to godhood, and when the Colossus enslaved them all, Herc helped him learn how to be a mortal. As Jackson Drake and Alexander Calimeris, the pair are near inseparable, often showing up to college frat parties with Dio, Hermes, Comus, and Ben. The duo share a condo, affectionately named Casa de Acropolis.}

HERA
 HERA

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Apollo has never had much love for Hera. Artemis suggested therapy once, to deal with some unresolved anger, but his therapist wasn't really equipped for issues regarding "step-mothers who sent giant snakes after her step-children." To be fair, his therapist had been Sigmund Freud, at the height of his cocaine addiction. Regardless, of any underlying resentment, Apollo has no desire to see Hera, wherever she's holed herself up these days. A part of him hopes she withered away in D.C., but he knows that's probably wishful thinking.}

DIONYSUS
 DIONYSUS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Dionysus has become the instigator of many wild nights for Apollo down in the mortal realm. The God of Parties has truly lived up to his name in Apollo's eyes, and he's taken on a twisted sense of responsibility in regards to his cousin. Apollo tends to enlist Dio's help when he needs to get through to Ares, and this has given the two a strong bond. Dealing with Ares will do that to you.}

ATHENA
 ATHENA

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Athena and Apollo have always been on good terms. Most people don't notice it, but shockingly enough, there's a brain behind Apollo's blond hair and bright smile. He was once a revered for his knowledge, after all. Apollo has a lot of respect for Athena, not that he'd ever say that to her face. She's gotten him out of some sticky situations with the law, and when he's not enjoying the bickering too much, sometimes he even tries to be a mediator between her and Ares.}

ZEUS
 ZEUS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Apollo has been one of the few Olympians to respond positively to Zeus' apology tour. Some legends say that Apollo was the King of the Gods' favorite son. No one knows the truth of those myths, but it's fair to say that he's always been closer with Zeus than his brothers and sisters were, and it shows in the ease with which they repaired their relationship. Apollo hasn't forgotten Zeus' many crimes but, well, two thousand years is a long time.}

HECATE
 HECATE

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{A friend of his sisters, and the owner of one of the best bars in Seattle, Hecate is someone Apollo counts as an ally. He's spent many nights at Tessie's, drowning his sorrows or gracing the patrons with some live music.}

COMUS
 COMUS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Yes, two of the hottest, coolest girls he knows make out with each other more than they make out with him. If the mortal world wasn't filled with opportunities, Apollo would be jealous, but there are many fishes in the sea, and Comus is fun to have around. Plus, her and Dio are still the best two people to have at a party, hands down.}

HERMES
 HERMES

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Once upon a time, Hermes stole Apollo's lyre, and soon thereafter, to everyones surprise, a partnership for the ages arose. The two have only grown closer over years in the mortal realm, with Hermes being around for many drug and alcohol fueled shenanigans. Since Loki's attempted murder, Apollo has taken to enlisting Hermes' help in all things revenge related. Takes a trickster to trick a trickster, right?}

PERSEPHONE
 PERSEPHONE

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{If there's anyone who doesn't deserve this, other than himself of course, it would be Persephone. Apollo has always had a good thing to say about the goddess, and he and Artemis were some of the first to come see her after hearing she'd awoken. Finding out she'd lost her memories was jarring. Demeter's demands that they not pressure her to remember anything were scarier though, and Apollo has gone along with this Kore thing for years. Sometimes, it feels like he's known Kore longer than he knew Persephone. He comes by the flower shop in the mornings, usually in search of a cup of coffee to cure a hangover.}

POSEIDON
 POSEIDON

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Apollo's favorite uncle (don't tell Hades) and his drunk karaoke partner, Poseidon and Apollo are on great terms. Maybe it's cause the ocean and the sun go so well together, maybe it's because Apollo is pretty damn good at getting drunk and listening to the troubles of others. He's taken a liking to the Earthshaker, the Fun Uncle of their fucked up little family.}

EROS
 EROS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Years after their last meeting, Apollo hasn't been able to purge the memory of Eros from his mind. Whatever it was they had, it left him wanting, longing, praying for more. He still remembers how it felt, to realize he wasn't coming to the last Conclave, the worry that ate him up over someone who he began to believe couldn't care less. Nobody makes his knees weak like Eros, nobody lives rent free in the recesses of his thoughts like Eros. He's a high that Apollo's been chasing for a century, elusive but oh so fucking beautiful.}

^{_______________________________________} 𝙹 𝙰 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝙴 𝚂 𝙴 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

BENZAITEN
 BENZAITEN

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{An honorary bro, his Guitar Hero rival, and the master of all things flow, Benny has always intrigued Apollo. He's always been enamored by her penchant for nonchalance, but even if she won't sleep with him, he feels lucky to be her friend. Plus, her vlogging has started to make some good money, and he wants people to buy his merch.}

^{_______________________________________} 𝙽 𝙾 𝚁 𝚂 𝙴 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

LOKI
 LOKI

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Apollo is well versed in harmless pranks. Loki's "pranks" are far from harmless. Apollo hasn't forgotten Loki's trick with one of his old mortal flames, and he certainly hasn't forgiven. Revenge against Loki would be nice, though, the sun god tends to be preoccupied with partying and one night stands, more than he is with revenge on a certain trickster. Long story short, his people have enough tricksters of their own; why befriend another?}

Artemis, Goddess of the Moon

A R T E M I S , G O D D E S S O F T H E M O O N
A R T E M I S , G O D D E S S O F T H E M O O N

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 Selena O'Ryan 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 22 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Lifestyle Guru	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Protective Helpful Intelligent 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Vengeful Secretive Controlling 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 To gain control over the Colossus so she can keep things as they are. Artemis has grown accustomed to her new life, and she remembers all to well how the she and the other deities acted with their true power. She knows how she and some of the others continue to act with the limited power they still possess. She has no desire to return to the days when everyone else held all the power. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Despite centuries in existence, Artemis and her brother Apollo are forever intertwined. She's always been afraid of losing him forever, despite their sometimes tumultuous relationship. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Artemis 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Greek

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

Artemis, like the moon, wore many different faces as a goddess. She had a caring, nurturing side that was known to peek through for her brother and, some said, her lover Orion. Her vengeance was often overlooked by others, distracted by her soft and calming demeanor. Adonis underestimated her and he paid the price. Niobe taunted her, and her children died. At her peak, Artemis was a multifaceted deity, who's mood ebbed and flowed, like the tides. Her blessings were generous, and her curses were cruel.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

Unlike her brother, Artemis embraced her new life at first. She'd always been known for the devotion of her followers, but in her new state, she found herself so much more able to help them. As a goddess, she'd been free from the fears of pain and injury. She developed an appreciation for suffering, for the strength that came after. For many centuries, she did her best to remain secluded, often in the outskirts of whatever city the Colossus was based in, spreading her teachings to the young women who cared to learn.

As the world grew more secular, Artemis' following began to wane. Being in harmony with nature simply became less important to the mortals than survival. She moved on, finding other ways to fit into the world while still protecting the young women in it. It was hard at first. The world had gotten crueler as the mortals erected new cities. These years reinforced a truth that Artemis had always known: power corrupts. Even among mortals, power corrupted. It was then that she decided, the gods were better in their new forms.

By the time the gods were forced to move to Seattle, the world had undergone many and more changes. There were girls, ready to hear her message once more. In DC, she'd already begun building a name for her new alias, Selena O'Ryan. She was a blogger who championed the powers of holistic medicine, spiritual reconnection, and most importantly, the moon. She announced online that she was moving to Seattle to open a wellness retreat. She purchased a large plot of land, in a secluded area just outside Seattle, and it was there that she placed her newest "temple."

Moon River Retreat started as a month-long women's only retreat, staffed by women who'd become truly devoted to the teachings there. On the first anniversary of it's opening, Apollo affectionately congratulated her. "Why is it, everywhere we go, you always seem to form a cult?"

Soon, the land had a compound, for her followers to live and produce products that could be sold to keep Moon River flowing. Of course, Artemis took lessons from her fellow gods, and found other ways to make money. Her land provided plenty of room for other businesses, and some of her Maidens were better suited to discovering secrets than gardening. Life in Seattle has treated her well, better than anywhere else has in quite some time. She'd very much like to stay.

Artemis' Relations

ARTEMIS' RELATIONSHIPS
ARTEMIS' RELATIONSHIPS

★ 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 • ✿ 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 • ❤ 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 • ✖ 𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢

^{_______________________________________} 𝙶 𝚁 𝙴 𝙴 𝙺 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

APOLLO
 APOLLO

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Artemis' relationship with Apollo is complex. On the one hand, he's the only true family she has, the only Olympian she can truly count on. However, Artemis knows what Apollo did with his power. Orion's Belt is a nightly reminder of the pain he inflicted when he was a god, and she refuses to let him return to that, even if it is what he wants most in the world. In her opinion, Artemis is doing her brother a favor, trying to keep him from the Colossus. She keeps secrets from him, out of necessity, but she knows a day might come when they find themselves on opposite sides. When it arrives, she'll be ready.}

ARES
 ARES

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{While her brother might be close with Ares, Artemis has always held him in a low regard. As a protector of women, his cycle of violence disgusted her, and even if Apollo insists that the cycle is just a curse from the Colossus, his actions remind her far too much of his life on Mount Olympus. She keeps Ares at an arms length, though she trusts him in the sense that he is a predictable beast. There's always a use for a boar.}

HERACLES
 HERACLES

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ • ✖✖✖✖✖✖✖✖

_{Heracles, like the rest of her brother's friends, is something of a nuisance to the Goddess of the Moon, but one that she has learned to deal with. Seeing her brother almost always means seeing him and Herc together, and they've developed a more playful sort of relationship over the centuries. Artemis wouldn't die for Heracles, but if she was feeling generous, she might push him out of the way of an oncoming arrow.}

HERA
 HERA

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Artemis has no love for Hera, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have use for her. The Queen of the Gods is a vengeful bitch, Artemis won't ever dispute that, but like Ares, there's a predictability to her. In Hera, Artemis sees an opportunity, for what, she hasn't decided. She knows though, that Hera's wrath might very well be instrumental to her plans one day.}

DIONYSUS
 DIONYSUS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Dio is another one of Apollo's friends, though one she has a bit more affection for. He's just as annoying as her brother and Herc, but, when he's deep in the cups, he's actually worth a decent conversation. Like most of her extended family though, Artemis must keep herself at a distance, lest she lose sight of what matters.}

ATHENA
 ATHENA

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Athena might be one of the few people Artemis calls a friend. The pair have a mutual respect, and it's not uncommon to find the two at Bellona's gym or Moon River, sparring away or having a good ol' fashioned archery contest. Artemis has always had a place for Athena to rest when she needed a reprieve from her many hectic lives, and she hopes that when the time comes, Athena will agree with her about the Colossus.}

ZEUS
 ZEUS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Zeus' words may have soothed Apollo, but Artemis has made it a rule to never trust her father. Zeus means well, she believes that, but she also isn't willing to be lulled into a false sense of security. Sooner or later, he'll slip up, and get them into another mess. Artemis has no qualms telling Zeus to fuck off, but, ever the forward thinker, she holds her tongue most of the time. No use causing trouble. Yet.}

HECATE
 HECATE

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Artemis and Hecate are long time colleagues, and confidants. It was Hecate's domain that Artemis drew the moon across, and when Persephone awoke without her memories, they were both there for the Goddess of Spring. Artemis comes into Tessie's more than any other bar in Seattle, mostly to apologize for her brother, though sometimes you'll find her and Hecate sharing a drink.}

COMUS
 COMUS

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Comus has earned a place of respect in Artemis' book. Maybe it's the way her and Benzaiten manage to keep some form of control in that ridiculous frat house, or maybe it stems from a memory of what Comus was once able to achieve. Regardless, Artemis is more affectionate and patient with CoCo than any of her male relatives.}

HERMES
 HERMES

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Hermes is a trickster, but an enigmatic one at that. Artemis is easily perturbed by his pranks, but she's also had many centuries to get used to them. She knows, more often than not, that Hermes means well, and because of this their bickering is mostly friendly in nature. She's still bitter about the stolen arrows though.}

PERSEPHONE
 PERSEPHONE

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{If there's any Olympian that Artemis trusts more than Apollo, it's Persephone. They were close before the Colossus, Artemis being one of the many gods that searched the realms for Persephone when she disappeared. Finding Persephone sleeping after their imprisonment was jarring, but she's always been somewhat ashamed at the relief she felt when Persephone's memories seemed to be gone. She'd always harbored a lingering distaste for Hades, and it was nice to have her old friend back. Artemis sees herself as a protector when it comes to Kore, though she does try not to get too Demteresque. Operative word being try.}

POSEIDON
 POSEIDON

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Poseidon was no protector of women while he was a god, and for that, Artemis will always hold something of a grudge. The story of Medusa is essentially a think piece on why her family is better as they are. However, Poseidon's years of moping have also made him a bit of an opportunity in her eyes. She's been keeping tabs on him the best she can, and she's hoping that he's remorseful enough to help her keep the gods chained to the Colossus.}

^{_______________________________________} 𝙷 𝙸 𝙽 𝙳 𝚄 𝙿 𝙰 𝙽 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝙾 𝙽 ^{_______________________________________}

PARVATI
 PARVATI

★★★★★★★ • ✿✿✿✿✿✿✿ • ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ • ✘✘✘✘✘✘✘

_{Parvati is a kindred spirit in Artemis' eyes. Both renowned for their multi-faceted existences, Artemis feels like she can relate to Parvati in many ways, even if their pasts are so different. Parvati comes to Moon River whenever she's in need of a rest, and Artemis even adopted one of her foster puppies. Sirius is always thrilled to see his old mommy, and Artemis enjoys spending time with someone who isn't part of her extended family.}

Project Untamed

_{With a special guest appearance by Jericho Colby
Location: Arts Building}

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The Art Building was empty after the scavenger hunt, as Bradley had expected. After a day filled with people, Bradley felt like slipping off. The refreshing, air conditioned breeze that accompanied his arrival was a relief after running around under the New Mexico sun.

The tall boy walked into his favorite room, crossing the empty space in the center to take a seat at his usual spot. The automatic lights flicked on, bathing the room in a soft, yellow light. He was halfway through setting up his canvas, and paints when a low, smooth voice rang out from near the door. “How did I know that you’d be here?”

“Maybe it’s because this is the only place I ever am?” Bradley replied, turning around to see the tall, slender form of Mr. Jericho Colby.

Colby was the art instructor at San Agustin, approachable, supportive and warm, the kind of teacher every introvert dreams of. Since Bradley had arrived at school, Mr. Colby had been an ever present helping hand, a mentor that he might have been afraid to admit he needed. Most of the teachers in Bradley’s life had passed over him, in favor of people like Erica, but Jericho was able to see Brad’s talent for himself.

“I’m guessing they sent you to interrogate me?” Bradley said, turning back around to face his unfinished painting, while Colby took a seat at the easel next to him. His face morphed, a blinding grin cutting across his sharp features.

“‘Interrogation’ is quite a big word for it. You know we like to check up on you guys, and this is just a chance to do that. How’d you like your team? Second place isn’t too bad, y’know?”

Bradley smirked. Mr. Colby had a way of padding his questions with compliments, something he learned in whatever course he’d taken before he’d been allowed to teach students. Brad had caught on to it pretty quickly, called him out on it even, but he still went along with it. He liked Colby enough that he was willing to share, at least a little bit. “They weren’t bad. Wish we could’ve picked our teams though,” Bradley said.

“Yeah, you and every other kid on campus,” Colby said, chuckling. “Let me guess, you would’ve preferred Mr. Slater and Mr. Pierce?”

“I would’ve.” Mr. Colby was quiet for a moment. He was used to conversations with Bradley, the short and straightforward answers, offering no more information than he needed to.

“Are you sleeping any better?”

“I slept last night, if that’s what you’re asking,” Bradley replied. The piece in front of him had begun to take on more shape since his session with Hana on Monday. The cityscape was much clearer now, a window to a place that was just out of reach. “I asked the nurse for some sleeping pills, but she said something about ‘the damage it could do to my developing brain.’”

“Well, she’s not wrong. It’s important that you learn to be present and mindful of your thoughts, before you start pumping your brain full of chemicals. Did you try the meditation track I sent you?”

Bradley shook his head, but didn’t meet Mr. Colby’s face. “I tried, but I got bored. Haven’t tried again,” he said.

“Well, maybe give it another go. It can’t hurt, y’know?” Mr. Colby sat silently again, watching while Bradley made the brightest of greens appear against the canvas, delicately poking and prodding with his paintbrush. It was truly something to watch him work.

“Has my family sent anything yet? My brother?” Bradley faced Mr. Colby this time watching as his face maintained that soft, comforting smile.

“Not that I know of. But I’ll check the mail tonight,” the mentor said, just before standing up and clapping a hand down on Bradley’s shoulder. “Don’t get into too much trouble,” he said, though his grin didn’t make the warning seem too serious.

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Jericho Colby strolled into the elevator, inserted his master key into a lock by the buttons for each floor, and waited patiently as he moved down, down, down below the surface of San Agustin. His interview with Subject #31 had gone better than he’d hoped. Some days, it was impossible to get the boy to talk, despite the rapport he was building.

He’d need to have a letter written, one that he can say is from his family. Clearly, he’d been thinking about the implanted memories for a bit too long. Hopefully the forgery would do the trick, and get him on track. They didn’t need another problem like they’d had with Subject #50.

It might be worth it as well, to get the subject some sleeping pills. He knew that Wayman wanted to see the effects that Subject #50’s nocturnalism would have on the brain, but providing the medication would win his trust in a big way. Something to consider. The elevator came to a stop, and Jericho walked out into a stark, cold hallway, lined with metal and fluorescent lights. He smiled. Everything was going according to plan.

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 {A God RP}

Apollo, God of the Sun

A P O L L O , G O D O F T H E S U N
A P O L L O , G O D O F T H E S U N

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx HUMAN 𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 Alexander Calimeris 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 Twenty-five 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗥 Musician	𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑫 Clever Passionate Charismatic 𝑩𝑨𝑫 Arrogant Self Centered Reckless 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 Apollo wants nothing more than to be freed from the Colossus, to lead the sun across the sky again. With no immediate plans for freedom though, he's shifted his focus to partying like he's still on Mt. Olympus. 𝗙𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗦 Apollo has always feared death, and the end of his immortality. It's one of the reasons he fought so hard against his imprisonment, and why he has become so wary of pushing the boundaries of his cell. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx	xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx DEITY 𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗧𝗬 Apollo 𝗗𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗡 God of the Sun, Prophecies, Healing 𝗣𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢𝗡 Greek

𝗠𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

One of two children born to Zeus and the Titan, Leto, Apollo was born to be an upstart. Nursed on ambrosia and nectar, the food and drink of the gods, Apollo and his sister grew fast. When Hera found out about the children, she sent the serpent, Python, to put an end to their lives. Apollo slayed the serpent, and as he began his journey amongst the Greek pantheon, he became a patron of healers and oracles alike. His favorite story to tell however, is about the time he and Artemis challenged the twins Helios and Selene, for control of the Sun and the Moon. They agreed on an archery contest, which Apollo has always claimed was won with pure skill. Whatever happened that day, Apollo walked away with Helios' golden chariot, and Artemis with a silver one to match.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬

At first, being tied to the Colossus was an adventure. Apollo had always had a softer spot for mortals than most deities, and Apollo embraced the new way of life. This curiosity did not last long, and after a few decades he began to reject his extended vacation. Unfortunately, he was just as stuck as everybody else, trailing after the Colossus like dogs, begging for the scraps of their former lives. What followed was Apollo's exploration of the worst parts of humanity.

He would spend a few centuries moping about like that, waking up in different taverns and getting mixed up in whatever debauchery he could fine. Finally, Artemis arrived, just as weak as him, but certainly better equipped to talk some sense into him. The talk did something, that much is for certain. Apollo took up music again, as easily as the day he'd first strummed a lyre. Gradually, Apollo accepted that being free of the Colossus would take time, and he became enjoyable to be around once more.

Leaving D.C. had been a pain. There'd been a mortal who worked on Capitol Hill that he'd taken a bit of a liking to, and then he was forced to hit the road again. A hot mortal wasn't about to keep him from shriveling into a powerless husk, after all.

Seattle turned out to be a less than ideal spot for Apollo. For starters, the sun seems to spend more time behind clouds than in front of them, and the constant rain wasn't a very welcome addition. Despite his misgivings about the location, he made the most of it. Being alive for a couple centuries meant that money wasn't too much of an issue. He got a penthouse apartment overlooking the city. If you're lucky, you'll get to hear him play the instrument of the night at one of his parties, or catch one of his songs at an open mic.

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

_{a @smarty0114 x @icy hot collab}

Liquored up and ready to blow their parents’ money, Katie, Chloé, Ava, Reyna, and Ivy started off their shopping trip together, before drifting off to different stores, with promises to meet up once they were all done. Katie had mentioned not having anything “Vegas appropriate” and Chloé had happily dragged her off to the mall’s Versace store.

Katie wasn’t unfamiliar with opulence, but she was definitely averse to it in many ways. Growing up in Beverly Hills, it was impossible not to end up a little spoiled, but Katie had always felt weird spending obscene amounts of money on clothes. Newly single, slightly stressed out Katie, felt differently on the subject, however. She wanted to look hot, and no one could deny that Chloé was really good at looking hot.

It didn’t hurt that Aleks and his accent had lodged themselves in her brain, crossing her thoughts whenever she let them wander. Whatever guilt she might’ve felt after her conversation with Carter had been numbed by her buzz, and she was in the market for something, or someone, to keep the bad feelings away. If that interaction in the parking lot had been anything, Aleks and Chloé were close, and Katie figured it wasn’t such a bad idea to do some investigative work. “So like, what’s the deal with Aleks?” As soon as the words left her mouth, Katie was reminded that subtlety was her brother’s art form, not hers. She wasn’t used to beating around the bush, but nevertheless, she would try her very best.

Chloé had been looking through high-end rack, after high-end rack, stopping to pick up and examine a pair of dazzling shoes, only to be drawn away again by a peculiar little black piece. Katie’s question was barely enough to draw her attention away from the dress she circled on the mannequin, “Hmm? Did something happen with him when you guys were talking? Sometimes he says too much, but I can give him a little reminder if you need me to.” Chloé replied with a short laugh shaking her closed fist as a promise to Katie.

” What do you think about this dress?” Chloé gestured to the little blackdress that had been the object of her attention.

Katie paused her line of questioning to examine the dress, running her hands over the black fabric before taking it off the rack and holding it up in front of her. It wasn’t something she’d have ever picked out on her own, but she had to admit, it looked good. “Okay, okay, this could work,” she said. “Anyways, I was just curious. You’d think the whole ‘International Man of Mystery’ vibe would’ve faded by now,” Katie said, peering inside a glass case to get a look at the necklaces inside.

Chloé paused a moment to ponder Katie’s observations, it was always interesting to hear how people viewed Aleks, and it always seemed to be the opposite of her own views. Aleks had always been easy to read, but maybe it was due to them using similar masks to hide away behind. But Chloé wasn’t about to out her partner in crime if Katie thought he was mysterious, then Aleks would be, “Yeah, but doesn’t that ‘Secret Agent’ vibe make him hotter? I know you’re thinking about it, I saw you drooling a little earlier.” Chloé responded with a laugh as she moved on to search for her own outfit, “I’m not one to pry... But just know if you need to talk I’m great at listening. If you don’t want to talk, I think you should take tonight to leave Beverly Hills completely behind you.”

Katie’s smile faltered and she froze for a moment, still staring at glittering diamonds. The way Chloé had left it, she didn’t need to come clean yet. So, maybe it was the Goose, or, more likely, Katie needed to talk to someone. “Carter and I broke up. Well, I guess it would be more accurate to say I dumped him. Hence my surprise arrival this morning,” Katie said, facing Chloe with as much confidence as she could muster. Even in front of her friend, in a moment of vulnerability, it was difficult to let the walls come all the way down. “I’m fine, obviously, I mean, I’m me. But, long story short, yes, it definitely makes him hotter.”

“ Yes, you are you, vibrant and fierce, and in that-“ She pointed to the dress Katie held in her hands, “No man, secret agent or mafia boss, alive would dare turn you away tonight. One of us has to have a scandalous Vegas tale to tell over a campfire, and I think you might just be in the market for that, what a way to declare your new bachelorette status than seducing a man worth a few hundred million dollars?”

Chloé’s grin was mischievous as she brandished her own simpler mini dress, “Or woman, girl’s do some things better than boys do, you can ask little Josie about that one, or I can give you a first-hand demonstration.“ She issued a playful wink and looped her arm through Katie’s, ”Do you need to try it on?”

Katie grinned, Chloe’s playful flirting lifting her spirits a bit. “Yeah, I need to make sure it looks perfect for tonight,” she said, leading them towards the fitting rooms, where an employee led them to an empty room and drew the curtain. “What about you? Anyone, you’re after on this trip?” Katie asked as she began to undress and slip into the dress, unfazed by Chloe’s presence.

“Mm I’m here for the journey, not the destination.” Chloe’s response was noncommittal as she set her things down on the bench and tended to the zipper on Katie’s back once the straps were pulled over her shoulders, “If things happen, then they happen. But that’s just my style of doing things. But if you’re a go-getter, make it happen girl.”

“Well, I am known for making things happen.”

Stepping back she let out a low whistle as she took in Katie, “Okay, ex-boyfriend, who? Damn, this dress was made for you, please tell me you’re getting it.”

The blonde looked over her smiling reflection in the mirror, turning around a few times to check herself out from all angles. “I mean, I kind of have to, right?” She did one more spin and nodded confidently. “Yes, absolutely. Thanks, Mommy’s credit card!” After some help from Chloe with the zipper, Katie was slipping out of the dress and back into her clothes. “Thank you, for finding this. I needed some retail therapy.”

Chloé was gathering her things from the seat as Katie changed back into her clothes, “Don’t mention it, what better way to kick off a night in Vegas than to do a little splurging. And if it gets that pretty smile on your face, job well done on my part!”

As Chloé was exiting the dressing room a glittering black dress caught her eye, “And so, Versace becomes the modern olive branch,” she murmured aloud as she took the dress from the rack, “Alright, you good to go? I’m ready for some food and more day drinking.“

“You read my mind,” Katie said. The girls paid, and left the store behind them, in search of food, friends, and more alcohol. Luckily, Vegas wasn’t short on any of the three.

Descension (A God SoL RP)

I'm gonna reserve Apollo if that's alright. Thinking Brenton Thwaites for my FC but that's just off the top of my head.

Descension (A God SoL RP)

Oooooh got a few ideas cooking already, count me in :)

Project Untamed

_{A collab with @Bee and @HaleyTheRandom
Featuring: Erica Monet, Charles Mallet and Billie Jean Gray}

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Billie’s anger and shock over the scavenger hunt had now turned into more of a slow burn in the back of her mind - a small spark that if fueled, would burn the whole school down. With a competitive streak a mile long, she was determined to win this. Unfortunately, with her given team, her chance looked fairly slim. Standing there with her hand in her pockets, Billie sighed as Charles and Erica made their way over.

”This fucking blows,” she said, rolling her eyes. ”Those of us who can - let's use our brains and get this shit over with.”

“Way ahead of you,” Erica said, looking up from their first clue and flipping the card around to show the jumbled letters. “It says lecture hall, by the way,” Erica said, her voice cold and terse. She was pretty confident she’d rather self-immolate than spend the next ten challenges with Billie Fucking Gray, but she didn’t see anyway out of it that didn’t end in detention or prison.

For a team that had just formed, there seemed to be a lot of tension within already. Charlie was a little confused as to why his teammates seemed like they wanted to murder each other, but he figured it was better that he leave that stone unturned before he made things with his team worse. For now, they had bigger things at hand and better things to take care of. Teammate relations were not the first thing on his agenda.

Charlie walked over to Erica, who was holding the card, ”Nice work, Erica.” Charlie smiled, ”Hopefully it isn’t too hard to find… there’s a lot of chairs and desks in there.”

Billie wrinkled her nose in disgust. ”It’s not like they buried the clues under the floor or something, Charles.” Now knowing her destination, Billie began on the path that led towards the lecture hall. Standing around talking about the clue wasn’t going to do any good. Action was what they needed.

It was Erica’s turn to roll her eyes. “Glad to see you had your usual bowl of Cheerio’s.” She started off after Billie, catching up to the shorter girl in a few strides, leaving a much needed space between them for Charles. Please, make this go by quick.

Charlie was starting to wonder who exactly pissed in Billie’s Cheerios, because there was no way someone just woke up with that much vinegar and vitriol in their veins. However, there was no use in trying to figure out what Billie’s problem was. He shrugged as both girls ran off, sighing and starting the walk to catch up to the girls.

The boy didn’t seem to notice that there was a deliberate space left between Billie and Erica, much less a space for him to shove into. By the time Charlie had caught up, he had pulled up to Erica’s right, figuring that Billie wasn’t entirely in the mood to interact. ”We’ll be fine. Don’t even worry about it.”

Erica glanced over at Charlie, a knowing smile creeping across her face. They were royally screwed, but it was cute of him to try. “Thanks. Maybe you’ll be right,” she said.

The lecture hall loomed above them, and Erica breathed a sigh of relief as the doors opened and a rush of cool air hit her face. The large building was empty, save for the desks and chairs, and a staff member standing at the ready. She was an older woman, short, with brittle, gray hair, held up in a tight bun. “Good morning. Your first challenge is to find ten puzzle pieces, hidden around this room. When you find all ten, you’ll get your next clue.” The woman’s voice was patronizing, like she was speaking to toddlers. “Better get to work then. If we split up this will go a lot quicker,” Erica said.

Ten puzzle pieces? Charlie scratched his head as he tried to figure out how they would go about trying to find ten puzzle pieces in a hall as large as this. Who in their right mind decided to hide ten puzzle pieces in a place like this? ”Couldn’t have said it better myself.” Charlie concurred, before he set off toward one end of the lecture hall.

There were definitely a few under these desks, but the problem was figuring out where these pieces were exactly. Charlie started at the very top of the hall, before looking underneath the first desk. Already, there was a puzzle piece taped underneath it. ”Found one!” He exclaimed, pulling the piece out and holding it up.

“Nice! One down, nine to go.” While Billie and Charles went off on their own, Erica headed over to the corner of the room that held the professor’s desk. Opening one of the drawers revealed another piece, resting alone in the empty space. Erica picked it up, calling out her find. “I got another one! This is gonna be a piece of cake.”

Eventually, Charlie managed to find a few more. To the best of his estimation, he probably grabbed another four pieces just from underneath the desks. Erica had already gotten one, so they had at least six already. Hopefully, Erica and Billie would find the last four sometime soon. The sooner they were done, the better. ”Hey! How are we doing, guys?” Charlie asked, leaning over a chair to see what the girls were up to.

“I got two more,” Erica called out. She heard Billie call out her pieces too, and got up to regroup with her team. She placed her pieces on an empty desk, taking Charles’ four and another three from Billie. The puzzle was easy, childs play honestly, but she figured finding the pieces had been hard enough. She looked up at the woman who’d given the challenge, waving her hand at the puzzle. “You wanna come make sure we can do puzzles right?” Crawling around on her hands and knees looking for puzzle pieces had not improved her mood.

“Very good! Here’s your next clue,” the woman said, just as patronizing as before. She handed the clue card to Erica, who held it out to the others so they could all take a look. “Anyone have any ideas?”

Billie was ready for this whole scavenger hunt ordeal to be done and over with. Their next clue in hand, the team made their way to another handful of challenges, Erica and Billie making passive aggressive remarks at every chance they got. It had been a long day, and there was no question as to why there was a pounding in Billies head. Once they had figured out their last clue (the card read ‘Courtyard’) the three of them arrived at their final destination.

”Give us the details, Hensley,” Billie said, glaring daggers at the Gym teacher.

Once the older man explained that they were here for an egg toss challenge, Billie rolled her eyes for the millionth time today. How much more stupid could these ‘challenges’ get? Turning to face Erica and Charles, she sighed. ”Guess we better get to doing this dumb shit, huh?”

”We’re almost done.” Charlie sighed. The further they got through the challenges the more Charlie was starting to realize just how ridiculous all of these challenges were. An egg toss? Really? Charlie didn’t even know if scavenger hunts typically included egg tosses.

”Who wants to go first?” Charlie asked, looking at the eggs they were supposed to toss. ”If neither of you want to go, I can go first.”

Erica, drained by the day’s events, sighed as she tied her hair up. “Charlie, you toss it to Billie, and if she catches it, then Billie, you toss to me.” The tension between Erica and Billie had been slowly growing all morning. That not so subtle dig hardly helped, but damn if it didn’t set off something deep in the pettiest parts of her brain.

”Fine by me.” The boy said, before picking up the egg. The tension between Erica and Billie still seemed to be thicker than maple syrup, and it was still something he should stay out of. Holding the egg in his hand, he glanced at the two girls. ”You guys ready?”

”As I’ll ever be,” Billie answered.

As the egg went sailing towards her, Billie caught it nearly effortlessly. She was used to having to catch things from time to time due to Nick. When getting dressed, he would toss articles of clothing all around the room. Billie hated that shit. Of course an egg was smaller than a shirt but it still helped with her coordination.

Tossing the egg Erica’s way, Billie may or may not have used a little extra intended force. If the egg fell, whatever.

The egg came at Erica faster than she’d expected. It bounced off of her hand and smashed on her sneakers. “Fuck! Nice throw Billie,” she called out, sarcasm laced through her words.

Rolling her eyes, she kicked her foot out, trying to flick some of the smashed egg off her shoe. It had already begun to seep into her shoe, and the kick made her feel only slightly less disgusted. “What are you waiting for, Charles? Grab another fucking egg!”

Watching the egg smash onto Erica’s shoes had disheartened Charlie. Billie really didn’t need to use that much force. It was totally unnecessary. But, Charlie figured instead of talking about it, he would much rather grab another egg. No time to argue about what was going on. Reaching down, Charlie picked up an egg and tossed it over to Billie, hoping that this time it wouldn’t break. ”Careful now, guys!”

Almost missing the egg, Billie managed to catch it a second time. Choosing to ignore both Charles’s and Erica's remarks, she tried her best to toss it right this time. The egg splattering onto Erica’s shoes had been awarded enough, and the sooner they got done tossing this egg - the sooner Billie could get away from her.

This time, Erica’s fingers closed gently around the egg, and when they uncurled, it sat comfortably in her hand, unbroken. She grinned and looked up at Billie, and tossed the egg back, as softly as she could without throwing it short. Two more times around, and they were done.

Catching the egg once again, Charlie quickly chucked it back toward Erica. He hoped that they could keep this up to the very end. They were on a roll, and Charlie was hoping they could keep this momentum up. He wanted to say something, but he figured he should stay silent in order to help maintain concentration. Better they say stuff after the fact than break the egg because of a comment Charlie wanted to make.

With everyone avoiding an argument this time around, the kids managed to complete their task. Thank gods, Billie thought. Now we can end this shit.

The egg made a final rotation, incident free, and finally, Erica strolled over to the staff member leading the challenge, and dropped the egg into his outstretched hand. “Thanks for the extra load of laundry,” she said, turning her back and strutting confidently back towards the metaphorical finish line, egg be damned.

Once the egg had finished its rotation, a long sigh came out of Charlie. Finally, it was over. Charlie only watched as Erica brought the egg to the staff member, before he followed her to the finish line once and for all. He was so ready to be done with this.

With the challenge being over, Billie didn’t bother to even stick around to see who had won. She didn’t care at this point. Making a bee-line towards the dorms she sighed of relief. It was done. It was over. She didn’t have to look at Erica anymore. She didn’t have to put up with dumbass Charles and his stupid fake ass positivity.

”Fuck San Agustin,” she grumbled.

Project Untamed

_{Location: Auditorium}

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Erica arrived at the assembly later than usual, and as a result, was forced to take one of the undesired seats in the front row. Headmaster Wayman walked out, just as she took a seat next to a boy from her calculus class, Derek. Unlike many of her classmates, Erica devoted her full attention to Headmaster Wayman’s announcements, despite his clear discomfort in his role. She had a sneaking suspicion that Wayman didn’t like kids enough to be a headmaster, but that didn’t make what he had to say any less important.

Talk of Halloween brought Erica’s mind to costumes, costumes that she was realizing might be more difficult than she’d anticipated. She had some cash in her wallet that her parents had sent her with, but she was pretty sure most of it would have to go towards supplying the party on Friday. Assuming she could even sneak off of campus again and find a costume store, she’d be broke. Maybe TJ and Sav would be down to make some costumes, assuming they don’t kill each other of Nicholas Fucking Gray.

Wayman’s announcement of the scavenger hunt sent a ripple of whispers through the crowd. Erica liked a good competition, and a prize other than the satisfaction of being a winner wouldn’t hurt. She found herself actually a little bit excited.

That is, until she saw the teams.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Erica said, as her eyes reread the column containing her, Charles Mallet, and Billie Jean Gray’s names. She grit her teeth, and those around her quickly moved out of her way, her anger palpable as she tore her way back through the crowd. If people didn’t move out of her way, that was their problem, not hers. As she walked alone back to the dorms, she whipped her phone out and hammered out a text in the groupchat she had with TJ and Sav, which had been more inactive than usual since breakfast this morning. Whatever, she didn’t care about Nick and right now, she wanted to talk shit about his sister.

To: Bad Girls Club
guess who landed the evil twin on her team? either of you got some cyanide?

She sighed. This party would be well deserved. If she made it that long.

Project Untamed

_{A @smarty0114 and @Kitty collab
Featuring: Bradley Barron and Hana Jeong
Location: Arts Building}

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Upon reaching the Arts building, Hana sat down on one of the chairs just inside the doors. She took a moment catching her breath before she pulled her sleeves up to inspect her arms, which had taken the brunt of her fall. A few bruises were beginning to form on her forearms where she caught herself to keep from face planting and she definitely still felt the pain from the initial impact. Yeah, those were gonna be some nasty bruises tomorrow and the next day and so on. Looks like she was wearing long sleeves for a while to hide the bruises. She didn’t need more attention than that she was gonna get from falling in the cafeteria where she did. Hana didn’t mind attention at times, but too much of it and she became overwhelmed and well, she would flee just as she did right then.

Hana’s thoughts over what had happened were interrupted by the sound of the door opening, she pulled her sleeves down and looked up to see a slightly out of sorts Bradley entering. She offered a slight smile to him as he asked her if she was okay, feeling thankful that someone came to check on her. “I’m fine. My arms took most of the impact so they are a bit sore, but otherwise fine. Thank you for coming and checking on me.” Hana pushed her anxiety over the issue to the side and put on her normal, sweet smile as she responded. She’d learned how to hide her inner turmoils long ago and would continue to do so to keep from being seen as too weak.

“Are you okay? You didn’t need to come running after me.” She was well aware the two weren’t close but he’d still come to check on her and he looked a bit distressed himself. Probably from the run if she had to guess. Had taken a slight toll on her as well.

Bradley smiled in between breaths and ran a hand through his hair. “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” Bradley said glancing away as he lied. What would Hana think of his sudden memory loss, if that’s even what it was? He wasn’t sure he was ready to open that can of worms. Better to ignore it. “Don’t worry about it, I was about to head this way anyways,” Bradley said. He pursed his lips, as if his words were fighting to get out, to make him seem like a complete and total nut job. Chill out man. It’s early, you haven’t been sleeping. Nothing weird about forgetting your little brother’s name.

“I was gonna try and finish my painting before class, if you wanted to join?” Bradley asked, gesturing towards one of the easel filled rooms.

Observing him as he spoke, Hana noticed the uneasiness and was curious if there was more to it. After thinking it over, she just assumed that it was because the two weren’t that close to begin with and that they were both on the more awkward side. When Bradley mentioned he was already heading this way, she couldn’t help but feel relieved that she didn’t draw him away from where he really needed to go.

Upon being invited to join Bradley in painting, her eyes lit up. Her smile widening as she stood up. “I’d love to join!” Hana happily answered, heading towards the art room he gestured towards. Once she got in the room, she hung up her bag and scarf once more. Hana then grabbed some watercolors, a cup of water, paintbrushes and some watercolor paper before sitting at one of the easels. For a moment she looked at the paper as slowly a vision formed on the paper, then she began to work.

Bradley dropped his bag next to a stool and went over to one of the many closets that lined the walls of the room. Opening it up, he pulled out a canvas, already half painted a myriad of colors against a dark background. On one side, the late hours of a city were beginning to take shape. On the other, gray lines from a pencil left a blueprint to follow. He placed the canvas on the easel next to Hana’s, grabbed a set of brushes and paints, and took a seat.

He glanced over at Hana a few times while they worked, before finally speaking up. “This might sound kind of weird, but, do you ever have like, holes in your memory? Like something you should remember, but it’s just not there?”

The scratching of pencil on paper halted as Hana paused her sketch and leaned back, Bradley’s question echoing in her mind as she contemplated the idea. Holes in her memory? Did she have holes in her memory? Hana let her mind wander to thoughts before the school, to her family, to her parents. What did they look like again? That’s odd, she didn’t remember what they looked like.

Eyebrows furrowed from thinking about his question, Hana nodded. “I think I know what you are getting at. Like you are missing faces or names or just things that you feel should be remembered but aren’t there.” She glanced at Bradley curious if she was understanding him correctly.

“Exactly!” Hana’s words brought on a sense of relief. They might not have given him any answers, but it made him feel far less crazy. “At least it’s not just me then. I just feel like these last couple of weeks, like I’m missing something. I don’t know, sorry, that probably makes no sense. I should stop staying up all night,” Bradley said, shaking his head as he brushed gentle strokes along the canvas.

Returning to her sketch, Hana listened to Bradley continue to talk. If they were both experiencing it, then it must be normal right? Forgetting a few things that seem like they should be there but aren’t. Maybe it is just part of growing up. Just part of being a teenager. Hana wasn’t quite sure but it felt good knowing she wasn’t alone now that she really thought about the things she didn’t know. “Maybe it is just part of growing up and being teenagers.” Hana reiterated her thoughts out loud to Bradley so he wouldn’t think she was ignoring him, all the while still working on her sketch for her watercolors. Her focus slowly dwindling from the conversation to the art she had started.

Bradley nodded along in agreement. “Yeah, maybe.” He wanted to believe that Hana was correct, that this was all a very normal occurrence. For now, he decided that he would do just that, and focus on the painting that still needed his attention. There would be other times to evaluate his diminishing sanity.

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

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Katie’s peace lasted approximately four hours and twenty five minutes. That was how long it took for the caravan of Gearfits to drive to Las Vegas, enter the hotel lobby, and devolve into a squabbling mess. This didn’t come as much of a shock to Katie. They were a group of strong personalities, not to mention the fact that most of them had grown up with pockets deeper than the Marianas Trench. In fact, Katie found herself wishing that the commotion in the lobby had been the most dramatic part of her day.

Unfortunately for her, the debate about rooms was accompanied by a personal lesson in, “Why You Can’t Ghost Your Boyfriend of Three Years 101.” As her friends began to bicker, her phone began to buzz, vibrating rhythmically in her pocket. She pulled it out to see a number she didn’t recognize, sending it to voicemail with hardly a second thought. Moments later, the phone began to buzz again, the same number emblazoned on the screen. Again, she sent it to voicemail.

The third time her phone rang, Katie quietly slipped away, answering it with a terse, “Hello?”

“Katie?” The voice that came through the phone was unexpected, unwelcome, but not unfamiliar. It was Carter Hersh, live and in stereo. For a second, she thought she might pass out.

“Katie?” The sound of Carter’s voice repeating her name pulled her back to reality. She ground her teeth together and stalked off, farther away from the group, doing her best not to stomp.

“What is it, Carter?”

An exasperated sigh came through the speaker, followed by a chuckle. She could see him, running his hands through his hair, trying to stay calm. He’d always been so much better at it than her. “Really? You text me less than twelve hours before we’re supposed to go to Europe, saying we’re done, and then just disappear? I’m sorry, am I inconveniencing you?” She admired the way his voice remained level, even though she could sense the pain. Pain she’d caused.

“Carter, I told you last-”

“You dumped me over text, Katie! You didn’t tell me anything! You sent me three fucking paragraphs and now you think that just erases three years?” Carter shouted. Katie was shocked by the reaction. Carter’s anger had always been cool, and calm, an icy river. He made a point of never raising his voice. This was fiery and hot. Stunned silence lingered over the both of them, despite the miles that lay between.

“Katie, whatever is going on, we can fix it. You just have to let me help you,” Carter said, piercing the silence with his voice, calm as still water once again.

“I don’t want you to help, though. ” Katie said, glancing over her shoulder to make sure no one had noticed her absence. “I’m just figuring some shit out, okay?” Carter stayed silent for a moment. She knew he was unimpressed by her evasion.

“I waited for you. At the airport, I mean. I waited all morning. I thought maybe you’d show up still. And then when our plane left, I was going to leave too, but I guess I hoped you’d still show. Guess that was pretty stupid, huh?”

She wished so badly that she could say “I love you” and mean it, that she could erase everything she’d done and felt and came to accept, that she could be the girl Carter deserved. Instead, she did what she had to do. “Yeah, it was.”

Katie ended the call and quickly turned off her phone, shutting her eyes tight and tilting her head towards the ceiling, willing the tears to sink back into her. You will not cry, you will not cry, you will not cry.

Once she was certain that no one would catch her misty eyed, she spun around, and returned to the group, just in time to pick a mint and decide her fate. Well, her room fate.

The penthouse wasn’t bad, as far as roomies went. Chloe and Reyna at least would keep her sane, and after her conversation with Chris and Aleks, she felt like they had her back. AJ would be… well he would be AJ and she would be Katie, and if all went well there’d only be a little blood spilled. Had Carter’s voice not been so fresh in her ears, she might’ve even felt lucky to have Aleks in the suite. Now though, thinking about flirting with him made her think of Carter, waiting alone at LAX.

Once they’d reached the suite, Katie followed Reyna and Chloe into the room that she presumed they’d end up sharing. Tossing her bags on the ground, she flopped down next to Chloe. “Retail therapy and self medication. Count me in.”