#it was her first language sister jones' name is xiomara

[goldentouched]

TO : 0064327@DATABASE. ORG / FROM : ADMIN@DATABASE. ORG. Your case has been reopened for further investigation. We recently received information that the giver of your curse may not be exactly as we thought they were. While nothing is yet confirmed, we will do our best to pursue this as carefully and as thoroughly as we can. Please refrain from attempting contact with the god presently associated with your curse ; let us handle this. Further information will be relayed if it is uncovered.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 had thad summon when they cleared him was a beach chair. but what she really should have asked for was a martini because she was really gonna need one to pull off this lie. 

long, tanned legs hung over the side of the plastic arm rest as she pushed up her bikini ( which honestly, itched like hell, but maybe the girls would distract people from her ridiculous ruse ) , smiling radiantly for insta live in front of a giant wall poster of “beachside tropical paradise #6257”  courtesy of wallfly.com with her gucci sunglasses cast over restless bloodshot eyes.

“aloha, my a-hoe-las! haha, hey mercenaries, it’s me, queen bee! speaking of bees, you’ve sure been busy swarming my comment section with questions about me! obsessed much? and for the last time, no i am not at a “curse facility”, talk about drab, i’m in the BAHAMAS, bitchamas!” mercy stuck out her tongue playfully and took a big sip of her “tequila sunrise” which was all sunrise and tasted fucking rancid. 

                                                      god, she hated her life. 

“ ⁠—  and i’m having a baha blast! it’s, like, soooo relaxing here! and if you think it’s hot, you should see the boys, ¡muy caliente, me gente! i — what’s that, baevyjones17? you think i’m cursed? no way! the only thing i’m cursed with is these good looks and that ASS! you -- cursegatexo? you think it’s fake? well, you better get your eyes checked, gatexo, this is as real as this as this sunburn. ow! don’t you just hate tha — what do you mean the kid in the back with the surfboard hasn’t moved for two minutes? omg, pfft that’s just, you know, kyle! he’s just like that! he’s a little slow. hey, uh, hi ken! i mean kyle, i mean  — ”

                                                            ping. 

                                             ✉  one new message. ✉

mercy squinted. an email???? who the shit even sent emails anymore and

her face fell so hard it cracked.

“FUCK. i mean, wooooah look at the time! i gotta go, i totally forgot about my shiatsu with matsu son las two! ahahahagottagobye.” 

mercy screamed into her hands.

she was panting now, palms sweating and index finger shaking as she clicked on the notification. she hovered over the unopened email for several minutes. any news from the database was usually bad news, everyone knew that. but maybe, this was was different. maybe they’d finally found a way to reverse the curse.

                                                                   or maybe not.

the person who cursed her might not be who they said they were. she could feel her delicate features contorting in anger. what the HELL was that supposed to mean?! the longer they investigated, the more time was wasted and judging by the massive amount of ichor she’d coughed up this morning she didn’t have a whole lot of that left. 

full of tangled and terrified emotions, the furious tap-tap-tap of mercy’s fingers pounding the keyboard boomed through her designated facility quarters.

rEOPENED!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!? what am i? a renovated CHINESE RESTAURANT?!?!?! you said you would CURE me, you stupid FUCKS!!!!! the giver of the curse may not be exactly as we thought they were’??? NOT EXACTLY AS WE THOUGHT THEY WERE???? so who do you THINK they are, huh? HUH??? god, i knew that bitch was FAKE! i know a fake bitch when i see one!!! ‘carefully and thoroughly’ i will carefully and thoroughly shove my foot up your ASS, BR-USELESS LEE! ‘refrain from contact’  NO, I DON’T THINK SO!!!! YOU TELL YOUR TWO FACED FRAUD GOD THAT I’M COMING FOR HER!!!!!!!! no one FUCKS with ME and gets away with it!!!!!! she RUINED my LIFE. so you tell ‘tyche’ or whatever her stupid name is that i’m putting her head on a PIKE. 

no 

mercy 

JONES.                                                         

she hit send so hard it was a miracle her phone didn’t shatter. boiling with rage, mercy opened her messages and sent a mass text to everyone in the database.

                             [ text ]: anyone down for a little field trip to olympus? :)