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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2018 8:08:16 GMT -5
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notes here [attr="class","kikan"]  Megara’s lilac eyes fluttered open, a genuine smile played at her ruby-stained lips as she’d daringly extended her hand towards her sleeping husband, Hercules, gingerly using her finger tips to brush aside a few misplaced coppery strands. What did the Demigod see in her? Megara mused to herself, begrudgingly recalling how she’d betrayed his trust and nearly cost him his life more than once – still he’d chosen her over godhood. Megara’s cheeks flushed with exertion as she’d struggled to free herself from the muscular arm that was wrapped lovingly around her lithe midsection. Once she’d managed to free herself, she’d legs out from under the silken sheets, letting them dangle over the side of the bed as she’d paused to press a loving kiss upon Hercule’s forehead. Ever so carefully, Megara rose to her feet wincing each time the bed squeaked in protest as she’d slid on a cloth bare pair of lavender slippers. She’d draped her right arm across her chest, resting it underneath her bosom as she’d tried to shield herself from the lukewarm evening air that billowed through the coliseum. Prior to heading to the Coliseum stands, she’d made three stops. First, she’d stopped in the Stables, savoring the musky aroma that lingered in the air as she’d checked on Pegasus, chuckling to herself at the sight of the majestic steed with a string of drool sliding from its’ maw – god, if it didn’t remind her of Hercules some nights. Her next stop was Philocalies’ room, her lips twitching in disgust as she’d wallowed through the Satyr’s filthy quarters. Where would Phil keep it? Megara wondered as she’d searched for his beginner training regimen. Yes, she’d truly gotten fed up with being the helpless damsel in distress. Of course, she’d hid such things from Hercules, somehow afraid he’d think less of her or doubt himself if he’d learned of her desires. Just as she was considering giving up her search, she’d stumbled upon a half-unrolled, food-stained scroll. She’d snatched it up, pressing it flush against her chest as she’d scurried out of the room. Only once she’d rounded a series of corners did she dare to take a break, pressing her back against the cool marble, momentarily exhausted and struggling to catch her breath – Oh Hera, she was out of shape. She’d fumbled to unroll the scroll, her lips curved upwards into a mirthful grin. Victory , she’d thought to herself as she’d studied the recommended plan. The scroll recommended doing a handful of laps around the Coliseum interior, roughly five sets of pushups, and some other exercises she wasn’t entirely certain of – she’d learn as she went. Her final destination was the armory, where she’d daftly snatch up a light-weight wooden blade and a sling of some sorts. She’d cradled her gathered materials against her chest as she’d made her way out to the center of the Arena. She’d set everything she’d pilfered atop a barrel that Phil had left out from an earlier training session – those ambitious rookie Heroes. She’d smirked to herself, the realization dawning on her that in this very moment, she wasn’t any different than them – except she was training to protect herself. Megara leant forward, hiking up her skirt until it’s modified hem rested level with her knees. For a minute or so, she’d struggled to knot and secure the fabric so that it wouldn’t drag on the ground as she’d ran. With a reluctant sigh, she’d begrudgingly set to her task. Less than 1/10th of the way around the arena, beads of sweat trickled down the small of her back and her lungs felt like they were on fire. Oh Zeus, how did Sora manage this? She’d questioned, her head craning upwards towards the skies. Her gaze lingered upon the glimmering stars, certain that somewhere out there Sora and his buddies were preoccupied with helping others. 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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 14:48:54 GMT -5
All of a sudden, as Megara was trying to catch her breath, she would've heard a massive POOF from behind her. When she looked, she'd find what looked like a small stage for... something? It even had its own curtain and a sign on the arch above it stating, "Tartarus Productions Presents, 'This Is Your Life!'". The curtain opened and... crudely made cloth puppets that vaguely looked like Megara and Hercules appeared with blue arms sticking out of the bottom. It didn't take a philosopher to guess who could be visiting Megara, especially when he started speaking in poorly-done impressions of Meg and Herc.
"'Oh Herc, you've saved from the no-good but devilishly handsome Hades! Let's get married and have a bunch of little rugrats.' 'Duuuuuuh, wow Meg, that's a real good idea! That'll really show that jerk genius Hades.' 'Oh but Herc, can't you see? I don't want to always need rescuing! I'm gonna learn to defend myself.' 'What?! A girl I can't rescue. I'll just find someone else then!'"
Hades then arose, staring blankly at Meg before kicking the stage aside and unceremoniously tossing the puppets along with it. They all blew in a tower of fire and smoke. He then walked, or rather, seemingly floated towards, Meg. "Ya like? I call it the 'Tragedy of Megara'. Thinking about giving it to Aeschylus or, hey, Sophocles owes me a favor and he can write anything! You see that play about Oedipus?! Crazy stuff! Oh and to answer your question, well, Herc is the son of a really, REALLY stupid god, but still a god and that kid, what was his name. Sammy... Simon... Sokka? Yeah, that's the name. Well, it's all that Keyblade of his. Now you..." Hades floated over and put an arm around her and pinched her rather skinny forearm. "Well, you're just a little, weak, ol' mortal. Got nothing to go for ya. Really, the old goat's always been partial to demigods and you just don't cut the mustard. But hey, probably for the best! I mean, if you learned how to defend yourself, you wouldn't need Blunderboy to bail you out of trouble and who knows how he'd feel? He might even decide to find another girl to rescue. I mean, yeah, he did reject being a god for you, but that's right now! Who knows in a year or two?" Hades then walked away from Megara and looked at the Coliseum.
"You know I liked it better when this place was in ruins, gave it a more modern feel, ya know?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 17:32:33 GMT -5
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notes here [attr="class","kikan"] Megara’s fist clenched and her heart plummeted as she’d heard the audible POOF from behind. Her facial muscles tightened in disgust as the unpleasant scent of sulfur and brimstone momentarily assaulted her scenes – her least favorite deity had come to visit her. She’d forced herself to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat as she’d reluctantly turned to investigate the sound. Her brow arched upwards, skepticism playing a sizable role in her disbelief at the presence of the elaborate stage. An audible huff escaped from her lips as she’d brought her arms across her chest, tucking them beneath her bosom as she’d waited for the play to start. If she hadn’t grown accustom to Hade’s deranged antics over their years together, this still would have shaken her to the core. About midway through the monologue, she’d stared down at her nails in disinterest, absentmindedly picking some of the gritty sand out from underneath “Handsome? I guess if I wanted an oversized torch or an endless candle, you’d be quite appealing.” She retorted, the corner of her lips twitching upwards, threatening to grow into one of her trademark sarcastic smirks – you know the one Hades had seen on an almost daily basis for eighteen long years… When the God of Death rose from beneath his stage, she’d felt his gaze linger upon her for an uncomfortable amount of time before he’d finally knocked the stage aside, tossing the puppets aside as well. Without so much as a word, she’d brought her left arm preemptively upwards to shield her eyes, knowing full well that it was about to erupt into a pyre in three, two, one. As if on que, the construct went up in a tower of flames, the smoke stinging at her eyes as some drifted in her direction. She’d fanned in front of herself, taking a hesitant step backwards as Hades drifted in her direction. “Could be better, Hades, I am almost disappointed, you forgot the part where I get to watch Hercules defeat you… every…. Single… time… That is the real tragedy, that you never learn...”
She’d interjected with a smug smirk on her face. She’d experienced enough of Hade’s mind games to know the angle he’d played. This man preyed on people’s doubts, their fears, and their desires. How else had he managed to enthrall her for so long? Well, he’d found her at a particular vulnerable point in her life. When she’d been head over heels in love with another scumbag, one whom let her trade her very soul to the God of the Underworld and then dared to leave her for another woman. Oh yeah, that was still a sore spot – if only he knew how much she’d suffered because of that deal. “The same “stupid” god, that usurped your entire plan to rule Olympus? That god? His name is Sora…” She retorted without hesitation as Hade’s drifted uncomfortably close and draped his arm around her shoulder. Her face contorted in discomfort as he’d pinched at her noodly forearms. Hade’s made it a point to remind her that she wasn’t like the rest, she wasn’t a demi-god, she didn’t have a magical blade – she was just Megara. “Your wrong, Hades, I might not be strong, fast but you know I still helped Hercules stop your plan.” She replied, recalling that particular deal that Hades had made with Hercules. Hercules had agreed to give up his demi-god powers for twenty-four hours, the catch, of course, was that it only lasted if no harm came to her. Hades probably hadn’t thought that she’d ever sacrifice herself for another, placing herself in harm’s way – it just wasn’t like her. Hade’s claimed that if she’d learned to defend herself, Hercules would decide to find another girl to rescue. Deep down, she knew that it wasn’t true but still Hade’s words played with her deepest fears. She’d found lilac eyes settling upon the simple golden band wrapped around her finger. “Your wrong, Hades… Hercules isn’t like those other heroes.”
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Hades doubled over in mocking fake laughter at the sweaty mortal girl, actually slapping his knee, giving off sparks with each impact. "OHOHOHOHOHOHO oh man, wow, it's been so long, I forgot about your sharp tongue! Oh ho! Ah ha!" Then in a severely deadpan voice, "You're killing me." He then sighed dramatically and shook his head. "Ok, let's get something straight, Meggy Sue, because I think when you got on your high-and-might pedestal, you forgot an important thing or two. Namely, you DIDN'T help. You helpfully stood on the sidelines while Sora beat my Hydra to a pulp and when Junkules decided to be all noble and not fight his friend, did you help? No, you were swimming with the rest of detritus in Styx!" Hades then smirked, which almost immediately turned into a sneer. "I mean, let's face it, you're not out here running your cute little lungs out because you're gonna run a marathon soon."
Hades then laughed at Meg's last comment. "'He's not like other men, though!' Man, have I heard THAT line before. Meg, let's not kid ourselves. Why are you really out here? Eh? Because you don't want Herc protecting you. Because you know, deep down, he ain't gonna be there for you when you need him most. Just like the last guy. You still remember him, right? You tried to save his life and he dumped you for some tramp. Now, you're out here, trying to get yourself strong enough so Herc doesn't have to come running after you all the time. Guess what the next step is, Meg? Can ya guess? I mean, don't forget if it weren't for you, he'd be a god hanging out with all the eligible goddesses in Zeusy's little kingdom. Do ya really think he's forgotten that little tidbit?"
Then... Hades shrugged and turned. "But hey, what do I know? I've only had to hear about a millenium's worth of failed marriages and loves, don't mind me. Follow your heart or whatever Eros says. Though, if you want my opinion, the only way you're gonna get Herc to believe you can protect yourself is to enter a tournament. Though, HA, like the old goat would let you. He'd laugh you out of the gates! I'd pay coin to see that little farce." Hades then turned and sneered a little at the young grecian girl. "Of course... I have been known to let certain people past Phil and you ARE an old friend. I mean, heh, just ask Sora. If I hadn't helped him, why he'd still be sitting outside the gates with a pout on that cheeky little face of his." Hades then turned back around and shrugged again. "But hey, your call, sis. Personally, I think it'd be more hilarious if you failed to get stronger at all. After all, think of the failure when Berkules saves you again and the realization that that is your life now. I'd probably just dive back into Styx myself, but hey, that's just me speculating. Remember. God. Don't really do the death gig."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2018 9:50:07 GMT -5
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[attr="class","kikan"] Megara’s hand curled into a fist, her lilac lacquered nails dug into the fleshy portion of her palms as she’d tried to suppress her anger at Hades’ contemptuous laughter. She flinched in pain as one of Hades’ stray sparks landed on her bare flesh, her fist uncurled as she’d patted the area – ensuring it hadn’t caught on the fabric of her robes. Truthfully, Megara doubted that Hades could ever forget how spiteful and bitter she could be, especially, if he’d considered that he was the sole source of the brunt of her animosity. This insufferable spiteful God had made her life hell, no pun intended. “If only I were that lucky…”
She’d retorted to his claim that she was killing him. Oh, Hera as her witness, nothing would bring her greater pleasure than to know she was truly rid of Hades. Her lips twitched, her smug grin had long since disappeared only to replace by a disgruntled scowl as the pyromaniac tried to berate her. Had he forgotten that she’d sacrificed herself to protect Hercules from a collapsing pillar, the injury she’d sustained had been enough to break the deal he’d made with Hercules. Or did he forget that a handful of the Gods and Goddess of Olympus had seen fit to grant her their blessings, each one gifting her with ability to mend injuries of the body, mind and even spirit. Megara bit her tongue, ignoring the coppery tang that filled her mouth as she’d resisted the urge to rebuke his claim. No, if he didn’t know about her newfound gifts, perhaps, it was for the best – who knows when it might come in handy. If Hades paid close enough attention, he’d notice that her pale skin had broken in out in goosebumps – the mere thought of the River Styx petrified her to her core. She was one of the few whom had managed to return from its’ murky depths. Before she could retort, Hades immediately went on to mock her astute judgement of Hercules, reciting her very words and twisting them against her.
“Yes, I remember its’ how I met a talking match stick.” She’d refuted as she’d taken yet another jab at Hades, although it was clear that his words had taken a toll on her. She wasn’t nearly as haughty as she’d been just minutes prior. Why was she really doing this? Megara was sick and tired of always relying on Hercules and others having to rescue her. She detested and resented herself for being so weak, even though she’d smiled and acted as if it didn’t bother – deep down it killed her. Hades was right in a way, she didn’t want Hercules to always have to run to her aide, it just simply wasn’t fair to him. She couldn’t expect him to keep putting his ambitions on hold for her sake. Of course, Hercules hadn’t forgotten his brief visit to Olympus, neither had she. She could still remember how beautiful Hercules mother, Hera, had been – not to mention the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite. If Hades’ goal was to plant seeds of doubt, he’d done an effective job – only time would tell if they’d truly take root though. Her hands visibly trembled before she’d brought them across her chest, trying to conceal it by hugging her limbs closer to her body. She refused to give Hades the satisfaction of knowing he’d gotten to her. No, she’d refused to let him experience anymore pleasure at her expense – he’d gotten more than enough forcing her to betray Hercules.
“I’d fair better in a Tournament than your useless little Imps, how many times did they fail to kill Hercules?” She’d retorted bitterly. She doubted that Phil would outright object against her signing up for the tournament. The annoying little Satyr had witness her sacrifice herself to save Hercules, although he’d probably discourage her. How could he look his friend in the eyes if he’d let Megara come to harm? “ A girl can wish can’t she… I’d finally be rid of you.” She’d said spiteful as she’d shot Hades a seething glare. If only she was fiery on the inside, Hades had touched upon more than a handful of her insecurities. Regrettably, she had to admit he knew her far better than most ever did. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/cpefSEs.jpg?1);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2018 20:49:43 GMT -5
Hades rolled his eyes and shook his head at Megara. "Oh, Meg Meg Meg. Are you really that desperate to hurt me with your barbs that you bring up Pain and Panic. I mean, come on! I set those two on fire this morning. You have really gone soft if that's your best shot." Hades grinned rather evilly, as if he could see how painfully he pressed Megara's buttons. "Honestly, I don't really think you want to get rid of me. After all, if I'm not around, your little gyro would be out of the job. Besides, you don't want to get rid of me. I'm gonna be the one rootin' for you. After all, if you actually win the tournament, you lose Hercules and get this, if you lose the tournament, you'll always be the poor girl crying for help. No matter what you do, I win. So by all means, run your little heart out. Heh, maybe Phil will pity you and let you fight the losers that wash out every year." Hades then, as abruptly as he appeared, disappeared in a column of smoke and ash, reappearing in his throne room in the Underworld with a big smile on his face. "My job is just too easy sometimes. Sure, I may have lost the Underdrome for now, but ya know, sometimes you just gotta take opportunity by the throat and boy, have I found a good one." Hades then waved a hand over the cauldron, which revealed a scene of Meg, still sweating from the exercise. He then waved another hand and the scene changed to a future where Hercules seemed fearful. Hades chuckled to himself. "Oh Meg... for all that you remembered of my losses, you forgot the one thing I taught you.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 21, 2018 19:50:31 GMT -5
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[attr="class","kikan"] Megara’s expression remained indifferent as Hades chastised her for attempting to use Pain and Panic against him – proudly admitting that he’d lit them ablaze earlier that morning. Had she grown soft? , Megara wondered to herself, the self-doubt she’d felt only intensifying further. No, , a voice in the back of her mind screamed, it’d subtly reminded her of how far she’d come since she’d gotten free of this man’s deranged clutches. The short-tempered god, citied that if he’d disappeared that Hercules would be out of a job, that wasn’t entirely true though – Hercules aiding Phil with training the up and coming heroes. She continued to eye Hades with skepticism, wary of the fact that he’d choose to route for her. However, his reasoning became quite apparent as Hades’ prattled on to explain whether she’d won or lost that Hades got exactly what he’d wanted – he couldn’t lose. Just as abruptly as Hades had arrived, he’d disappeared in a plume of smoke and ash. Megara’s head jerked away from the sudden conflagration, instinctively placing her mouth in the crock of her arm – preventing herself from inhaling the falling ash. Now that her antagonist had disappeared, Megara finally let her defenses fall. A singular tear trickling down the side of her face, followed shortly by a steady stream. Was she being selfish? Megara asked herself as she’d attempted to calm herself, falsely reassuring herself that Hercules would understand her wishes – that he wouldn’t feel threatened by them. Hercules, he’d understand wouldn’t he? She couldn’t say for sure… That was what scared her the most, would she destroy her own happiness? Megara thought to herself, slowly making her way back into the interior of the Coliseum, her desire to grow stronger overwhelmed by doubt, fear, and internalized despair. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/cpefSEs.jpg?1);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans] 30 Munny has been award to both Hades and Meg |
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