penelope-is-at-sea

[penelope-is-at-sea]

(ooc: yay! ty!)

"the palace is quite crowded, no?"

her voice was gentle as she followed the young prince, trailing behind him. Yet it didn't hide the underlying revulsion she felt towards the suitors invading her home. It was a feeling impossible to hide even beneath a magic guise.

OPEN STARTER.

SET IN: Ithaca.

Tell me about a complicated man. Muse, tell me how he wandered and was lost when he had wrecked the holy town of Troy, and where he went, and who he met, the pain he suffered in the storms at sea, and how he worked to save his life and bring his men back home. He failed to keep them safe; poor fools, they ate the Sun God's cattle, and the god kept them from home. Now goddess, child of Zeus, tell the old story for our modern times.

You were lost... very lost. You woke up on a random island, and now everything looked... off. A bit too off. So you went on a path and continued to follow.

There you found the lordly suitors sitting on hides—they killed the cows themselves—and playing checkers. Quick, attentive house slaves were waiting on them. Some were mixing wine with water in the bowls, and others brought the tables out and wiped them off with sponges, and others carved up heaping plates of meat.

Telemachus was sitting with them, feeling dejected. In his mind he saw his father coming from somewhere, scattering the suitors, and gaining back his honor, and control of all his property. With this in mind, he was the first to see you there.

He disapproved of leaving strangers stranded, so he went straight to meet you at the gate.

“Hello.”

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[penelope-is-at-sea]

Penelope stood there, for a moment breathless, yet hidden beneath the spell that covered her identity. Dressed in rags, hair still wet and salty from her misadventures, she walked up to the prince, pretending still to be a beggar.

"hello, young prince, have you some food to spare?"

her voice was soft, and her eyes were tender, despite being unmistakably calculative. they flicked over to the suitors on occasion and her fists clenched ever so slightly before loosening

OPEN STARTER.

SET IN: Ithaca.

Tell me about a complicated man. Muse, tell me how he wandered and was lost when he had wrecked the holy town of Troy, and where he went, and who he met, the pain he suffered in the storms at sea, and how he worked to save his life and bring his men back home. He failed to keep them safe; poor fools, they ate the Sun God's cattle, and the god kept them from home. Now goddess, child of Zeus, tell the old story for our modern times.

You were lost... very lost. You woke up on a random island, and now everything looked... off. A bit too off. So you went on a path and continued to follow.

There you found the lordly suitors sitting on hides—they killed the cows themselves—and playing checkers. Quick, attentive house slaves were waiting on them. Some were mixing wine with water in the bowls, and others brought the tables out and wiped them off with sponges, and others carved up heaping plates of meat.

Telemachus was sitting with them, feeling dejected. In his mind he saw his father coming from somewhere, scattering the suitors, and gaining back his honor, and control of all his property. With this in mind, he was the first to see you there.

He disapproved of leaving strangers stranded, so he went straight to meet you at the gate.

“Hello.”

taglist: N/A

[penelope-is-at-sea]

ooc: GUYS PLEASE I LOVE INTERACTIONS HII (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Anybody, everybody, please send me asks. I want to talk to people guys. I only ask that you be normal (no creepy or weird questions) otherwise, go wild

- Penelope

[penelope-is-at-sea]

ooc: @just-a-mer you seen this yet? LOOK AT THE BACK FINS insane about this art

Something meh

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"I love you too, my Odysseus" she smiled and caught his lips on hers before trailing to smooch his cheek. laughs were shared, as were loving looks amongst the sand and waves.

"there is no-one I would rather embrace" her words were affectionately spoken against his cheek, the underlying devotion clear as the waters that soaked the sand

MARINE

Rp starter!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 193

Tw / Cw: None!

"This is a leaf sheep," Odysseus explains, holding his hand out to reveal a rather small sea slug on the tip of his finger, mostly bright green. Yet, looking closer, one would be able to see the purple tips and little grey bunny-like ears on their head. "They're one of my favorites to observe. Unique little creatures with the ability to photosythesize like the plants on the surface. The sea bunny is also quite adorable - but the lack of color was never as intriguing compared to this species. At least for me."

It is clear the siren is rather excited to share this information if the sway of his tail was any indication. Or the bright shine in his eyes, those of which he revealed flickers of red and blue merging and creating a purple hue. Carefully, he lowers the creature back into the water at a safe distance until it is nearly invisible to the eye as he makes his way back to the shore to rummage through his bag. "Some of the marine life that I consume even leave behind some rather amazing sights. Plenty of pattered shells and little things."

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"...how the years have softened us" she laughed lightly and sighed "you get more beautiful every year, I'm lucky to have married you before anyone else got a hold of you" she said playfully, caressing through the webbing of his hands absentmindedly, gently pressing those spots she knew to press, very lightly of course, and trailing upwards to poke the claws into the pads of her fingers, an absentminded play, an excuse to touch him.

truly, the beauty she found in him was hardly rooted in his naturally ethereal beauty, which came with being a siren, but in his heart, which she had intermingled with her own through the years

MARINE

Rp starter!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 193

Tw / Cw: None!

"This is a leaf sheep," Odysseus explains, holding his hand out to reveal a rather small sea slug on the tip of his finger, mostly bright green. Yet, looking closer, one would be able to see the purple tips and little grey bunny-like ears on their head. "They're one of my favorites to observe. Unique little creatures with the ability to photosythesize like the plants on the surface. The sea bunny is also quite adorable - but the lack of color was never as intriguing compared to this species. At least for me."

It is clear the siren is rather excited to share this information if the sway of his tail was any indication. Or the bright shine in his eyes, those of which he revealed flickers of red and blue merging and creating a purple hue. Carefully, he lowers the creature back into the water at a safe distance until it is nearly invisible to the eye as he makes his way back to the shore to rummage through his bag. "Some of the marine life that I consume even leave behind some rather amazing sights. Plenty of pattered shells and little things."

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"...oh honey, your flowers..." she looked at him and cradled him on her arms "come on, lets get you back home, mama will take care of it and then we can find you a new secret spot okay?" she breathed carefully

Angst-Comfort Open RP Starter

(CW: child abuse, mentions of blood)

Astyanax was not having a good day.

It turns out, one of the suitors managed to slip away before he was killed by his parent. Astyanax didn’t know how, but the suitor had found his special hiding place.

“Ruthless” was a good way to describe that moment.

Astyanax had luckily managed to defend himself enough, sending that suitor running. Unfortunately, he was pretty badly hurt.

Blood stained the sand, rocks, and flowers scattered around. Some of it was his own, some of it was not. Astyanax sat on his knees, doing his best to clean up his flowers. One of his hands clutched his torso, cradling his bruises and cuts. His left cheek was killing him, having been punched at full force.

He knew his family would be furious…but right now, that wasn’t his main concern.

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"oh sweetheart who did this to you?" she cupped his face and rubbed the blood off with the hem of her chiton "you're all bruised, oh my baby" she hugged him close "who did this to you?"

Angst-Comfort Open RP Starter

(CW: child abuse, mentions of blood)

Astyanax was not having a good day.

It turns out, one of the suitors managed to slip away before he was killed by his parent. Astyanax didn’t know how, but the suitor had found his special hiding place.

“Ruthless” was a good way to describe that moment.

Astyanax had luckily managed to defend himself enough, sending that suitor running. Unfortunately, he was pretty badly hurt.

Blood stained the sand, rocks, and flowers scattered around. Some of it was his own, some of it was not. Astyanax sat on his knees, doing his best to clean up his flowers. One of his hands clutched his torso, cradling his bruises and cuts. His left cheek was killing him, having been punched at full force.

He knew his family would be furious…but right now, that wasn’t his main concern.

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"Astyanax...?" he heard the unmistakable voice of his mother, of the one who had taken him through the seas and kept him safe, and his blood ran cold.

Penelope wasn't just anyone, she was a fiercely protective mother, and after years of fighting just to get to her family, she was not going to let her little boy be beaten up without serious consequences

Angst-Comfort Open RP Starter

(CW: child abuse, mentions of blood)

Astyanax was not having a good day.

It turns out, one of the suitors managed to slip away before he was killed by his parent. Astyanax didn’t know how, but the suitor had found his special hiding place.

“Ruthless” was a good way to describe that moment.

Astyanax had luckily managed to defend himself enough, sending that suitor running. Unfortunately, he was pretty badly hurt.

Blood stained the sand, rocks, and flowers scattered around. Some of it was his own, some of it was not. Astyanax sat on his knees, doing his best to clean up his flowers. One of his hands clutched his torso, cradling his bruises and cuts. His left cheek was killing him, having been punched at full force.

He knew his family would be furious…but right now, that wasn’t his main concern.

[penelope-is-at-sea]

she took in her hands the purple shell, leaning against him with warmth as she traced and inspected it with nimble fingers.

"...the sea sounds beautiful with you by my side... no matter the terrors that it put me through" she placed down the shell and found his hand, caressing the knuckles down to his webbing, caressing it gently, as if it were the wing of a butterfly "every day I thought of you... in every wave I hoped to see you" she confessed "and now..." she looked up at him "now you're here" she smiled "I wish I had brought with me something that reminded me of you... but if I did I would have brought the entirety of the ocean with me"

MARINE

Rp starter!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 193

Tw / Cw: None!

"This is a leaf sheep," Odysseus explains, holding his hand out to reveal a rather small sea slug on the tip of his finger, mostly bright green. Yet, looking closer, one would be able to see the purple tips and little grey bunny-like ears on their head. "They're one of my favorites to observe. Unique little creatures with the ability to photosythesize like the plants on the surface. The sea bunny is also quite adorable - but the lack of color was never as intriguing compared to this species. At least for me."

It is clear the siren is rather excited to share this information if the sway of his tail was any indication. Or the bright shine in his eyes, those of which he revealed flickers of red and blue merging and creating a purple hue. Carefully, he lowers the creature back into the water at a safe distance until it is nearly invisible to the eye as he makes his way back to the shore to rummage through his bag. "Some of the marine life that I consume even leave behind some rather amazing sights. Plenty of pattered shells and little things."

[penelope-is-at-sea]

her eyes softened "never" she smiled and her forehead met his in a soft almost nuzzle-like movement "I could hear you talk for a thousand years, my love" she pulled away just enough to find his gaze "mh, you told me once about this creature, a small one that crawled from shell to shell, yes?" she mused as her fingers softly traced the lines of the bigger shells Odysseus had presented.

After the events that had befallen her, after sailing from Antinous's island without another voice except for that of Iris, which only occasionally made an appearance, she was truly starved from his voice in a way that didn't involve the special ability his tunes happened to have. no matter what it was, she was hooked to every word, be it what would be for dinner or a passionate ramble about sea life.

sometimes, in the quiet of the night, she'd allow herself to hear him talk in his sleep, but shhh, don't let him know

MARINE

Rp starter!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 193

Tw / Cw: None!

"This is a leaf sheep," Odysseus explains, holding his hand out to reveal a rather small sea slug on the tip of his finger, mostly bright green. Yet, looking closer, one would be able to see the purple tips and little grey bunny-like ears on their head. "They're one of my favorites to observe. Unique little creatures with the ability to photosythesize like the plants on the surface. The sea bunny is also quite adorable - but the lack of color was never as intriguing compared to this species. At least for me."

It is clear the siren is rather excited to share this information if the sway of his tail was any indication. Or the bright shine in his eyes, those of which he revealed flickers of red and blue merging and creating a purple hue. Carefully, he lowers the creature back into the water at a safe distance until it is nearly invisible to the eye as he makes his way back to the shore to rummage through his bag. "Some of the marine life that I consume even leave behind some rather amazing sights. Plenty of pattered shells and little things."

[penelope-is-at-sea]

Penelope rested her head on his shoulder, eyes on the creature as it was pulled away by the tides. She had missed this, and she could never have enough of the sight of her husband cherishing sea life with such a light in his eye.

She didn't speak unnecessary words, but rather dug around in the wet sand lazily to draw out a little shell. she turned it around to watch its pearly iridescence in the sun before her eyes were pulled inevitably back to Odysseus like waves towards the sand. She found similarity in the scales of his face, which she could only see in the sun when they glimmered. despite herself, a soft chuckle slipped from her lips.

MARINE

Rp starter!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 193

Tw / Cw: None!

"This is a leaf sheep," Odysseus explains, holding his hand out to reveal a rather small sea slug on the tip of his finger, mostly bright green. Yet, looking closer, one would be able to see the purple tips and little grey bunny-like ears on their head. "They're one of my favorites to observe. Unique little creatures with the ability to photosythesize like the plants on the surface. The sea bunny is also quite adorable - but the lack of color was never as intriguing compared to this species. At least for me."

It is clear the siren is rather excited to share this information if the sway of his tail was any indication. Or the bright shine in his eyes, those of which he revealed flickers of red and blue merging and creating a purple hue. Carefully, he lowers the creature back into the water at a safe distance until it is nearly invisible to the eye as he makes his way back to the shore to rummage through his bag. "Some of the marine life that I consume even leave behind some rather amazing sights. Plenty of pattered shells and little things."

[penelope-is-at-sea]

ooc: BENFJAHDSJFJ OMGG I love these posts btw rbsjhmdkfkdnr<33

@zippyskyfalls @odysseus-is-waiting @hesjust-a-boy (I haven't interacted too much bout I hope that's okay aufhsbfkdnenfndbf quq)

(+anyone else who I have roleplayed with everyone's so cool and fun here TT.TT)

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"Not gonna lie, your son's kinda hot"

"...Yeah, I'll be by the exit door-"

- @ithacas-future-queen

"stay away from me and my family."

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"...free..." he breathed out and put away her arrow "...and what is your name?..." she said still with a hint of doubt

❀OPEN STARTER RP❀

The sky was a wonderful blue, devoid of clouds, as if the colour could up and swallow you. The grass was cold under her hands, the morning dew dampening the white of her chiton.

She was back, no longer in armour, no longer in immediate danger. And yet, as she looked at the water, she felt that something was off... Every day she flinched as she was caressed by her spouse, every night she woke up in a cold sweat, haunted by the voices of the men and women slaughtered through her desperation.

She sat at the edge of a cliff, one almost similar to that of Antinous's island, except this time her plan wasn't to jump... She didn't think so anyway. No, for now she just observed the water, its slow push and pull, and wondered where was the threat she so heavily felt on her shoulders? Amphitrite was gone, the suitors were killed. Odysseus, her beautiful darling husband and Telemachus her clever beloved son were alive and well, and yet she couldn't help but feel they were in danger all the time.

She had to get away, to convince herself she could leave them alone for a few hours without anything happening... so she sat, she sat and she looked up at the sky which was much too clear and much too blue, she watched the crashing of the water on the rocks and the steps.

Steps.

With a sharp gasp she turned around, her bow drawn tight as her eyes found the owner of said steps, eyes full of panic, as if expecting it to be Charon himself ready to drag her to the darkest pits of Tartarus. For only a moment, the sun seemed to reflect red on those pitch black irises.

@l-l-l-l-legendary @odysseus-is-waiting @just-a-mer & literally anyone else, I'm afraid to tag ppl, it's my first time making an open starter I'm sorry

[penelope-is-at-sea]

"who do you serve?" she asked cautiously, loosening her weapon and pointing it downwards to the grass. Penelope's eyes ran over her, as it trying to find hidden weapons or something of the sort

❀OPEN STARTER RP❀

The sky was a wonderful blue, devoid of clouds, as if the colour could up and swallow you. The grass was cold under her hands, the morning dew dampening the white of her chiton.

She was back, no longer in armour, no longer in immediate danger. And yet, as she looked at the water, she felt that something was off... Every day she flinched as she was caressed by her spouse, every night she woke up in a cold sweat, haunted by the voices of the men and women slaughtered through her desperation.

She sat at the edge of a cliff, one almost similar to that of Antinous's island, except this time her plan wasn't to jump... She didn't think so anyway. No, for now she just observed the water, its slow push and pull, and wondered where was the threat she so heavily felt on her shoulders? Amphitrite was gone, the suitors were killed. Odysseus, her beautiful darling husband and Telemachus her clever beloved son were alive and well, and yet she couldn't help but feel they were in danger all the time.

She had to get away, to convince herself she could leave them alone for a few hours without anything happening... so she sat, she sat and she looked up at the sky which was much too clear and much too blue, she watched the crashing of the water on the rocks and the steps.

Steps.

With a sharp gasp she turned around, her bow drawn tight as her eyes found the owner of said steps, eyes full of panic, as if expecting it to be Charon himself ready to drag her to the darkest pits of Tartarus. For only a moment, the sun seemed to reflect red on those pitch black irises.

@l-l-l-l-legendary @odysseus-is-waiting @just-a-mer & literally anyone else, I'm afraid to tag ppl, it's my first time making an open starter I'm sorry

[penelope-is-at-sea]

her eyes narrowed and she drew her arrow tighter, her panic now turning to sharp weariness "...an automaton...? what is your purpose here?" she stood, her weapon still firmly pointed at the bronze lady

❀OPEN STARTER RP❀

The sky was a wonderful blue, devoid of clouds, as if the colour could up and swallow you. The grass was cold under her hands, the morning dew dampening the white of her chiton.

She was back, no longer in armour, no longer in immediate danger. And yet, as she looked at the water, she felt that something was off... Every day she flinched as she was caressed by her spouse, every night she woke up in a cold sweat, haunted by the voices of the men and women slaughtered through her desperation.

She sat at the edge of a cliff, one almost similar to that of Antinous's island, except this time her plan wasn't to jump... She didn't think so anyway. No, for now she just observed the water, its slow push and pull, and wondered where was the threat she so heavily felt on her shoulders? Amphitrite was gone, the suitors were killed. Odysseus, her beautiful darling husband and Telemachus her clever beloved son were alive and well, and yet she couldn't help but feel they were in danger all the time.

She had to get away, to convince herself she could leave them alone for a few hours without anything happening... so she sat, she sat and she looked up at the sky which was much too clear and much too blue, she watched the crashing of the water on the rocks and the steps.

Steps.

With a sharp gasp she turned around, her bow drawn tight as her eyes found the owner of said steps, eyes full of panic, as if expecting it to be Charon himself ready to drag her to the darkest pits of Tartarus. For only a moment, the sun seemed to reflect red on those pitch black irises.

@l-l-l-l-legendary @odysseus-is-waiting @just-a-mer & literally anyone else, I'm afraid to tag ppl, it's my first time making an open starter I'm sorry