Ye Gods: The Myth of Erotiki Ormi

[ariosto]

Poseidon was getting worried. Almost the entire day had spun by and save for some undeveloped and entirely unsuitable beach urchinettes, no villager had come by for the try outs. Well there was always Corinth or (ugh) Sparta.

He rose in emerald splendor, stretched and was about to strike his banner when he saw Persephone strolling along the beach towards the town. Now there was a dish he hadn't seen in six months!

Hastily mixing a cool white wine phizz and grabbing a bottle of sun tan oil he loped up to her and threw a huge brawny and briney arm over her graceful shoulder...

 

[Lustyoo]

Xena watched in astonishment as Artmeis approached and talked to me. Never had a seen such beauty. I have never before been awed by the gods before, in fact I loathed them all. But the beauty that faced me was astonishing.
Xena felt herslef responding to Artemis in a way she had never responded to anyone, let alone a female.
Artmeis's skin looked young and tempting, Xena reached out her hand to caress the illusive skin but draw her hand back before she made contact but not before Artemis saw what she had almost done...

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

I noticed the way Xena was looking at Artemis. I then notice Xena about to touch her, but I snapped my fingers, causing her to wake up from her daydream, "hey Xena, are you still awake". I then noticed a women pass by me then trip. Oh well, accidents happen. I then noticed her colorful eyes, her eyes reminded me of... Hera?! My stepmother, was trying to seduce me? What the heck was going on. Knowing this I kept quiet, and tried to act normally, and help her up. Trying to hide my anger.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Evangeline

I heard him mutter his name, Peiro, but the rest of his shy speech is carried off by the wind. As I looked down upon this rugged traveler I came to my senses. In but a few days I was to become a bride, and a loyal wife. What my father would think of this inappropriate behavior with a man I knew nothing about....I dared not to even consider it. Flustered, I stuttered out an excuse, hoping this vision perched on the soil beneath me would understand.

"I...I...can't do this. I am to be wed, in Sparta, in but a few days. You are not the type of person I can be seen with, and you shouldn't delay in getting back to town, staying in the open on father's land is not wise."

Still clutching the cloth to my body, against the chill of the night and the studious eyes of the stranger, I dashed inside, firmly barring my windows shut and sitting on my bed, arms wrapped around my legs protectively.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

[COLOR=dark red]Zeus watched his older sister for a moment as she busied herself around the hearth. "You know, Sis. You remind me of someone." Hestia looked up at her brother curiously. "Who?"

"Heartha Stewart. You know... that mortal with the home and cooking show?" He ducked out the door quickly as she lobbed a crockery bowl at his head. "Hur hur hur," he chuckled manfully popping his head back in for a moment. "Have fun while I'm gone!"

One by one, the Olympians headed off to wreak havoc amongst the mortals, leaving Hestia to tend the fire and bake the bread. Why was she always the one to be left behind? Okay, so she had turned down Poseidon and Apollo when they offered to marry her, but they were both womanizers and she wasn't so sure they just weren't after her cause she was the boss' sister.

Sighing, she finished cleaning up and looked around. She refused to spend another evening with her nose buried in a scroll. "Oh, Hellas!" she exclaimed. "Heartha Stewart indeed! If a mortal is good enough for that trampy Aphrodite, he's good enough for me. I'm blowing this joint." Throwing down her apron, Hestia donned a clean chiton and headed for Erotiki Ormi.[/COLOR]

 

[THEBRAT]

Artemis

I am talking to Hercules & Xena when I look down the road and I see My StepMother Hera coming in a disguise and I groan silently!

I give Hercules & Xena a little wicked smile of Mischief!

How would you like to teach Hera a lesson that she will not soon forget?

 

[scubasteve]

Broken

As Piero stands there looking at this beauty, she speaks..............her voice like that of a spring breeze. She tells me she can't do this.............then,..............what he feared the most........she is to be wed. She beggs him to leave her fathers land, for fear of her father.

Heartbroken, he packs up his bags, in the middle of the night and slowly walks towards the town. Every step is killing him. He can't hold it in any more.......he fals to his knees and cries out to the gods.............WHY ME!!!!!!!!!!! Crying himself to sleep where he lands. He awakens the next morning, her face still in his mind. He walks towards the town....not far now ...............a couple of miles to go. He should be there by mid-morning.

 

[Basia]

Persephone

A smirk was given as she felt the strong arm around her small shoulders. "Why, sir. Are you not worried of your brother's jelious streak?" was all she said as the two walked down the sand lined shore.
They where getting looks from all the mortals near by, and the sun it'self seemed to glow brighter as this moment wored on.

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

I heard Artemis, but I didn't really catch the drift, "what do you mean, teach her a lesson? Is something you want to tech her?" Artemis was the goddess of wisdom, but she didn't seem so wise at the moment. Something was wrong, and I think Xena noticed this too.

 

[THEBRAT]

Artemis

Hercules you and I both now why she came here she hates you so use your imagination!

I myself want nothing to do wih Hera she is still tring to get me Married to Ares of all people No Thank You!

That is one thing that Athena and I totally agree on we are very Happy as we are!

 

[Honey_B]

Hera

The goddess angered quickly and she was furious. All right, so her little ruse did not work. Hercules knew who she was as soon as he looked into her eyes. But this was too much!

"Artemis, do not interfere with my seduction," she said to the goddess of the moon. Hera stopped just short of slapping the beautiful goddess. She turned her back on her step-daughter to look upon the visage of Hercules.

"I am willing to go to great lengths to bury the hatchet between us." Hera ran her hand over the demi-god's massive chest. Her hand slipped lower, running her fingers over his groin. "Great lengths, Hercules." Her smile was genuine, her fingers caressing.

 

[THEBRAT]

Artemis

I pull Hera away from Hercules to a safe distance!

I ask Hera point blank Step Mother!
When was the last time that you were Seduced instead of you doing the Seducing?

Hera I probably will Marry Ares when he stops chasing my Priestesses I do not want a Marrage that will make me Bitter,Jealious,and Vindictive!

Hercules never had a choice on who his Father would be Hera you started hating an unborn baby!

 

[ariosto]

Poseidon laughed.
"What he doesn't know won't hurt him Seph and besides I've waited months to see you in the sunshine!"

They walked along and the Sea God was becoming increasingly aware of the allure the little godess was having on him and since he was quite naked, she noticed it too.

"Aren't we supposed to be giving our gifts to the mortals?"
She stopped to inspect his large, graceful emerald wand which he was inordinately proud of.

"Now you tell me what mortal 'babe' would not be happy to have this at her service."

Persephone looked up at him...
"You are green you know. Maybe a little village girl would be frightened of this great big asparagus stalk."

She patted the tip and grinned.

"How about you?"
He grinned back at her,
"Are you frightened?"

"Our act's for the mortals Posey...remember?"

"How about a little dress rehearsal!"
He made a grab for her...

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

[COLOR=dark red]Hestia arrived at the little island in no time flat and began to wander through the agora. She stooped to pick up scraps of debris that were on the ground, commented on the lack of certain spices and over use of others with food vendors, checked the fires in more than one hearth... Ye gods, she was bored. She just didn't see the allure the mortals held for her brother and the others.

Wending her way through the crowd, she found a weaver's stall and chided the woman at the looseness of her stitches. "People won't buy this shoddy excuse for material. And where are the colors? Monochrome is definitely NOT in." The artisan squinted her eyes and balled her hands up into fists. "Who do you think you are, Heartha Stewart? Get out of here and find someone else to bother!"

That was about the tenth time in one day that that woman's name had come up. There had to be something to it. Maybe that's what she'd do. Open a business. Coordinated patterns, matching themes. With all her recipes, she knew that she would have a hit on her hands.

Finding an empty store front, Hestia set to work cleaning and making everything just so. The last thing she did was put up her sign:[/COLOR]

HESTIA'S HOME AND HEARTH

Make Us Your First Stop
For All of Your
Household Habilements

Matchmaking Services Available
(You hatch em, We'll match em)

[COLOR=dark red]Nodding, she stood back admiring the stall. Practically perfect in every way.[/COLOR]

 

[Lustyoo]

Xena

Xena watched both Hercules and Artemis she had been silently listening to their conversation. The argument didn't seem to involve her so Xena quietly walked backwards and away. Xena wandered aimlessly round the village waiting for a plan to stop this madness from getting even worse. Tired from her mornings escapades with the warriors, Xena walked to beneath a large tree, removed her weapons and armour, she lay down on the soft, green grass and closed her eyes getting some much needed sleep.

 

[captainb]

Mirakus

Mirakus walked slowly along the merchant's row, looking idly at the passing wares. The marble block had been delivered, and now he was foraging for lunch.

He was thinking that the day was almost too beautiful and that it contrasted uneasily with the odd mood on the island. The young Evangline was usually on her balcony enjoying the breeze, yet her house was closed tight, windows drawn. A little farther on was a man weeping inconsolably on the side of the road. And then there was Xena and Hercules! Brave, yes, and they had saved the people of this island many times. But also dangerously emotional, as had been demonbstrated not fifteen minutes ago when he had passed them arguing with several strangers, all of unearthly beauty. He had given that group a wide berth and they (thankfully) hadn't noticed. And something large was glittering greenly on the beach in the distance. "The will of the gods" is what the message had said. He shivered despite the heat, not sure if he wanted to see such a demonstration anymore.

What's this? Hestia's Home and Hearth?? What mortal would be foolish enough to name a business after an immortal, especially one as protective of the home as Hestia? He angered for a moment and stepped into the stall just to see the person's face.

A fire was burning in the back, actually a nicely tended fire, and for a moment Mirakus thought he might have inadvertantly wandered into someone's home. The scents and trappings were comfortable, the colors coordinated in an exceptionally pleasing way. Why, Hestia herself couldn't have done any better, he thought. Then he remembered why he'd entered and looked around with clear eyes. He didn't notice the soft footstep behind him.

 

[scubasteve]

a broken man

Piero slowly walks into town......his head hanging low, oblivious to all around. Then, .......... out of the corner of his eye, something attracts his attention. It's a shop but it's not the shop he notices, it's the sich above the door.........in fine print he reads:


Matchmaking Service Available
(You hatch em, We'll match em)

His heart leaps for joy. Maybe, just maybe this was the answer to his cry........... He steps forward, shaking and nervous, reaches for the handle and opens the door................stepping inside, his eye getting accustomed to the different light. He looks around the room................................. all he can see is material and other houshold items. He wonders if he has red the sign wrong............................and then He sees a figure of a woman approching him from a room in the back...........he can't make out her face as she is in the shadows........

 

[The_high_king]

Hercules

My mother wanted to bury the hatchet? That was new, "okay then mother, if you want to bury the harchet, then I want you to bury hatchet with Xena to. I understand that you can't stand her either, so if you want to bury the hatchet, then you must do so with Xena also". I crossed my arms, feeling proud of myself.

ooc: looks like Hercules is still clueless as to what is going on.

 

[Mistress Jorja]

Evangeline

After a restless night of tossing and turning, the stranger Piero's chiseled face following me into my dreams, I had a tough time keeping my eyes open throughout the morning. The lessons that usually fascinated me left much to be desired and the chores I tended to diligently every day seemed to last longer than the Trojan Wars.

When at last I was shooed off, I realized the monotony of my life was almost unbearable. The only thing I seemed to find pleasure in any more was the mystery and exhilaration of the world outside my walls. Although daunting in it's enormity, the hidden secrets and promises it whispered to me on the lips of the wind were intoxicating. I felt I stood apart from this place of wonder, not really a leading role in it, but a member of the audience. Oh how I longed to be a player in this drama exceeding all dramas but long ago I had accepted my life as an obedient wife and nothing more. The Gods could be so unfair.....

 

[faith]

Aketa

Looking down into the faces of my beautiful daughters, I wonder anew at the blessings the Gods have bestowed upon them. My tiny dughters, at eight there's Clio, then seven year old Elphir, next comes four year old Bito and lastly little two year old Ino. They are the only true private joy in my life. They are also my public shame...

Daughter...not sons to carry on my husbands name. I am a good wife. Fertile. My husband has only been force to my bed eleven times. Not many wives may boast of this accomplishment. Yet it is not enough. Sons...there must be sons.

After breaking our fast, he sent the girls to get water from the city well. With dread I knew what was coming. In his flat voice the words came,"Be prepared. Tonight I will come to your bed to perform my duty." I flinched as he got up and left the house.

Tonight... I knew what was expected. The candles would be out. I was expected to be covered. My sleepwear drawn up just enough to give my husband access. .My legs spread. Silence...total silence. It would only take a few minutes but oh how I dread those minutes.

My secret shame...the last time...for just a moment I felt the beginning of ....something. No, the moral leaders say we are to feel nothing. But sometimes....late into the night a wickedness invades my soul...I touch myself for just a moment...No I must pray to all the Gods and Godesses....

I suddenly hear a whisper. I can't understand the words but I feel them enter my soul.....change was coming....

No....change was something to be feared...especially when it involved the Gods of Olympus

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Hestia

http://www.Bibracte.dreamwater.org/ATWAS/Th_F93L.jpg[COLOR=dark red]Hestia watched the mortal as his eyes took in all of the wares on display. Indeed, she could not help but admire his wares as well. The muscles on his back and shoulders rippled tantalizingly before her eyes. She had to...

Placing her hand on his shoulder, she traced her fingers over his shoulder and down his arm as he turned toward her, surprised. "Dust," she said perfunctorily. "Lots of dust." Good going, Hestia, she admonished herself. Even Xena would have a smoother approach.

The man looked at her with a spark of something in his eyes. Perhaps just a reflection from the carefully tended hearthfire... Or was it amusement? Over his glorious shoulder, Hestia noticed a second mortal enter the shop. "Excuse me for just a moment, will you? Please, feel free to examine anything that catches your fancy." Embarrassed she pulled her chiton back up. It always seemed to slip at the most inopportune of moments.

The young man was looking around nervously as Hestia approached. "Chaire. And how may I help you today?" He looked at her hopefully. "Matchmaking. The sign says you do matchmaking."

"Why, yes. A happy hearth and home is what it's all about in the end, isn't it?" He nodded unhappily. "Why the sad look, boy?" She led him to a low divan and bade him sit. "I just baked the best sweetcakes. Perfect with the wine I brought with me from... from... Well. It's a good year anyway." As Hestia bustled around in the back of the shop, she called out "Go ahead. Tell me all about it. I'm listening."

She was. She really was listening. The young man's voice droned on as she watched the older man wander through the shop. He'd leave if she didn't do something soon. Walking up to him, a tray laden with fruit, wine and sweets in her hands, her chiton slipped down once again. Well, there was nothing to be done about it now.

Taking a deep breath, she managed to squeak out, "Honeycakes?" [/COLOR]

 

[scubasteve]

Hope

As he stands there, she walks up to him and says her name and asks him how she can help.........noticing his discouraged look......
she tells him to sit and tell her whats wrong as she gives him some food......and wine.

Something about her makes him spill out everything that happend the night before to her as she walks around the shop, handing and older man some food.........

he pauses in his story, his voice catching in his throat as he trys not to cry.............he asks what could be done in this situation......how could anyone help?

 

[Basia]

Persophone

No protest was given as the great god wrapped his arms around her body.

"I must remind you, sir, that I have been in the cold of the underworld for months. It may... take a bit... to truly warm me up."

With that, she wiggled from his grasp and continued their stroll down the beach. The few gathered here this day where watching them both... but most eyes fell on the god Posidion.

 

[ariosto]

Poseidon's ploy

Poseidon leaned close and whispered in her ear...
"Listen I have an idea...I scratch your back, you scratch mine. I'll slip into mortal flesh and you do me then you slip into mortal flesh and I do you."
Without waiting for an answer, Posey shucked his greeness and became a marvelously handsome, olive skinned youth with black curling hair, an athletes body, a quick and winning smile and a raging hard on.

"Oh." she said stopping in her tracks. "I think I like you better this way."

"Gosh are you REALLY Persephone? Can you take me down the road to hell?"....Big Wink!

 

[Basia]

Persophone

*She stepped closer to him, apraising his mortal body*

"Hell is a hot place. Are you sure you can handle the heat?" She didn't wait for a reply, her lips pressed firmly against his as the silks from her gown gently caress his body.