#neonintro

[modernxomens]

jessica matten, cisgender woman. ––– athena, the dignitary for craft and wisdom in warfare in greek mythology. they appear to be thirty-six years old , but really they’re as long as time itself. she reminds me of spilled ink, the smell of old books, and candle wax. 

→  details

athena can usually be found with her nose in a book. she’s often been described as bookish. as such, she sometimes appears to be aloof or eccentric.

athena is a strong believer in the phrase “history repeats itself.” she is a fierce proponent of women’s rights and believes that all women should learn self-defense.

when she’s not researching or writing, she can usually be found attending some kind of rally/protest. she considers herself to be an activist. she can be loud and in your face when it comes to social issues

enjoys: games of logic, chess, history. dislikes: losing. she’s got a competitive streak a mile long and her self-worth is tied up in her ability to outwit an opponent. so, loss is a major hit to her ego.

→ powers:

athena is ruled by logic. it is both her power and weakness as it allows her to step back from a situation and examine it from every angle. this provides her with the bird’s eye view needed to examine ever angle of a problem. she’s a planner, a plotter... wisdom in battle, whether that battle be a debate or a game of chess or something more physical.

as such, though, athena can sometimes be described as cold. empathy is often difficult for her.

athena’s mind is her greatest strength. in addition to wisdom and plotting, it’s allowed her to invent various different creations.

athena’s desire to win can sometimes push her to abandon her ethics. this is especially apparent in her fierce fight for justice, specifically in the strategies she uses when protesting/advocating on behalf of those she views as weaker.

→ weaknesses:

Athena’s desire to win can sometimes push her to abandon her ethics. this is especially apparent in her fierce fight for justice, specifically in the strategies she uses when protesting/advocating on behalf of those she views as weaker.

Athena’s power to create can only be used in dire circumstances and is limited to inanimate objects such as tools or weapons of the trade. After all, necessity is the mother of invention.

Athena’s ability to divine strategies and outcomes require a clear and unbothered mind. If she is torn or emotional, her power will cause more harm than good.

[distortechoes]

(li jun li cisfemale, she/her) the city of gods is proud to welcome echo. She appears to be thirty-eight years old and is a nymph from greek mythology. Echo can be found working as a private detective at new crete newspaper & detective agency  and is saddened about the death of zeus. (written by jenni 30, she/her, mst.)

The beginning of Echo is tricky, because she had the ability to speak for herself. To paint the elegant lie of how her parents loved her, and how she had so many siblings she swore to protect. The truth is she didn’t really know her own beginning. Her mortal form adopted by a couple that hiked the woods, and heard the bellows of a child. 

Everything was as normal as could be when she was younger, she’d say. Except for the euphoric sound of her singing able to entrance those around her. She was always keen about the details, and where she would be best suited for anyone else’s need but her own. 

In her early twenties, she had started to sneak out back to her original home. Blanketed in nature, where she felt the most alive as a humanoid could feel. It was then she realized her siblings felt the pull to that same place. It was her own sister that brought Zeus to her safe haven. This created a problem for them all, especially if Zeus’s wandering libido was caught by his rumored wrathful wife. 

It was inevitable that the time would come that she needed to protect her brethren from that fire of a scorned woman. The lies rolled off her tongue with ease. All her details built a well disguised story, but it wasn’t good enough. At the age of twenty-six, that’s the last time the mortal and nymph could speak freely. The casted screams from the mountain mirrored every word. 

At first it was a bitch challenge, the woman silent except when she felt the compulsion rise in her throat to parrot the words of someone else. She never heard her singing voice again, and her home no longer made her feel safe. Zeus was confused at the situation, but deep down she hung onto the hope he had the power to revert the curse.

She learned to cope with it, and for society she took a vow of silence. This became easier to live with when her partner started to be as much as her voice they could be. The less she used her voice or fought to silence herself has taken a toll on her tone. Those that hear the hoarse whispers echo their verses back to them - almost think it’s their own voice reverberating off of the high rise buildings. It’s unrecognizable even to her. 

The only work around she has found is communication via text or letters.  The private detective route was perfect for her, with her partner by her side to get the verbal details. Her dark hues honed in like a hawk to try to decipher the underbelly clues of crime.

She frequently suffered from migraines and bouts of vertigo. But each year was the same, some day Zeus would help her, right? Then he ended up dead, and his case landed on her lap. Unable to even scream out in frustration, as her lips distorted in fury before they clasped shut forcefully. The tears peaked over the rim of her eyes, and cascaded down her cheeks. The future was bleak, and her only hope had been murdered. One of her tired hands moved to wipe away the droplets. A blank slate covered her face once more, as she grabbed the case file with her notebook to help start.

Each step that carried her after the initial news is accompanied by the quiet sob of her heart.

[oftrxgedies]

(tom ellis, cismale, he/him) the city of gods is proud to welcome thanatos. pronouns appears to be forty years old and is a god of death from greek mythology. thanatos can be found working as the owner at thebes coffee and bakery and is unsurprised about the death of zeus. @neongodsarchive​

♣ b a s i c s ♣

name ♣ thanatos

nickname ♣ than, grim (if you want to die)

sexuality ♣ bisexual

alignment ♣ true neutral

lyric ♣ i am folded and unfolded and unfolding

traits ♣  guarded, jealous, judgemental. reflective, stoic, eloquent

♣ b i o g r a p h y ♣ (more to come)

♣ when someone says the god of death, there are certain images that one thinks of. violence, bloodshed, people pleading for their life. none of those are thanatos, well at least he hopes not. there are god of violent death, illness and pain, and he is not that, he was a gentle guide to the afterlife. those who misconstrue his myth say that he causes death, but truthfully thanatos only takes lives that were at their natural end peacefully.

♣ thanatos grew up in the underworld with his brother, hypnos. it was always the two of them, guiding the souls of the dead to the underworld. thanatos wasn’t sure when people started to see him as the intimidating one. he didn’t want to be intimidating but apparently being associated with death would do that to a person. realistically he wishes he could be more like hypnos, with less expectation and less pressure. he puts on a steely front, but the tension between himself and hypnos hurts him more than he will ever say.

♣ being associated with death means that thanatos knows more than anyone that everything is fleeting. at first he didn’t let him stop that from having his little flings and friendships, but it felt like he was caught in a loop of opening up to someone and then having to lead them into death, or worse befriending someone only for them to try and use him or trick him into escaping death. To other gods he was a stoic and intimidating presence but realistically he was just lonely and hiding it from others.

♣ despite everything, thanatos took his job as a good seriously for a long time, refusing to participate in the frivolity of new crete, until he finally just broke. he needed a change. he needed to be away from death. so he opened a coffee shop.

♣ in terms of zeus’ passing. he isn’t shocked, although usually he can feel when death is near and zeus didn’t give off that stench of a soon to be dead person. but the man was widely disliked, so of course someone would come up with a way to kill a god just to be rid of him.

♣ p o w e r s ♣

♣ of course, thanatos doesn’t just up and kill people. that would be immoral. however being associated with a peaceful death does mean that he can help ease pain with a touch (not heal it, just take some of the pain). in human form it’s not as strong as it could be, so i would say he has more of an aspirin touch.

♣ thanatos can get a sense for death, he’s been around it so much that it’s easy to recognise. he can generally ignore it, but if someone is close to death or has recently been close to someone who has passed it is like a smell that he just can’t get away from. he can’t stop someone from dying, again immoral, but he just knows when it is near. if he concentrated real hard he could probably tell you when you’ll die, but please don’t do that. it’s painful and sad.

♣ is making a GREAT cappuccino a power?

♣ the majority of his cool power shit is related to his true form, y’know, a gentle touch that can remove pain, the peaceful removal of a soul from a body, wings to transport souls to the underworld. probably can tell someone exactly how they will die. none of that will make an appearance.

[beachworn]

I’M A FOOLISH, FRAGILE SPINE.        I WANT ALL THAT IS NOT MINE.

the city of gods is proud to welcome icarus. he appears to be thirty five years old and is the hero from greek mythology. icarus can be found working as an equity trader and is shaken up about the death of zeus. 

icarus always got what he wanted placed neatly in his palm. fingers wrapped around it lightly, like feathers. trust fund baby, some calls him.

risks aren’t risks because he’s constantly getting out of it! and that just strings him along. up into the finance world, with the help of his father and some powerful names. there’s a fortune to be made and men like him to make it, it’s what he’s been taught his whole life.

but it goes wrong and there’s a lot of numbers down the drain. and icarus’ name attached to it all. he’s only in his mid-twenties, then. what a disappointment, in his father’s eyes. expected, some say.

these days he’s moping around town looking to get his reputation back on its feet and the respect of his colleagues. looking to get a good deal. looking for anything, really.

[ichorruns]

( golshifteh farahani, cisgender female, she / her ) the city of gods is proud to welcome hel. she appears to be thirty eight years old and is the goddess of death from norse mythology. hel can be found working as the proprietor at a hole in the wall vintage shop and is amused by the death of zeus. (written by saint, twenty, they / them, cst.)

GENERAL INFORMATION . . .

name : hel

alias(es) : helena

title : norse goddess of death

apparent age : thirty-eight

pronouns : she/her

sexuality : bisexual

relationship status : single 

occupation : owner of lost & found, a hole in the wall vintage store

traits : aloof, sarcastic, cynical, genuine, good-hearted, introverted, well-spoken, clever.

BEFORE . . .

downward and northward. hel, for all her stubborn determination, cannot recall exactly what came before niflheim. logically — that is, in her logic —there must have been something! some sort of before bit prior to her responsibility over the dead of the nine worlds. she simply couldn’t fathom a reality in which there was nothing and then there was niflheim. 

and yet . . . niflheim is all she can remember. she can remember — if she focuses ever so carefully — the orders given to her. board and lodging. board and lodging to the old and the sick and the unremarkable sent to her dominion. the orders were the first of her many, many memories, and so she took them to heart. 

hel tried to taking special care of those sent to her; offered them board and lodging and, at first, care and compassion. however, the souls sent to her did not take so kindly to the death which she embodied, mournful and eternally regretting valhalla, which they had not earned. 

hel one day found herself grown cold and detached from the souls which she ruled over — for loving those who could scarcely spare her a passing thought wore down on her spirits. there was one, however, amidst the many, who offered her a bit of solace. baldr — beauty incarnate in the weary eyes of hel. he offered her kindness, a treatment the other souls of niflheim had refused her. she could understand why the living loved him so, and almost — just almost — considered releasing him from the underworld at frigg’s pleas. it was not right to keep someone so beloved from those who loved him! . . . but hel had grown selfish and fond of the man, and would only release him if every single being — alive and dead — wept for the man’s death. when they did not, and baldr was to remain at her side for eternity, she did not feel her deserved happiness . . . she only felt . . . guilt: gnawing and numbing and all encompassing.

 AFTER . . .

hel was less than impressed when knowledge of the city of gods reached her. what was a city compared to nine worlds? she had grown proud in her cynicism, and yet, with each passing day, she found that city — new crete, was it? — making it’s way into her thoughts more and more often.

she cannot remember what spurred the move, only that: one day there was niflheim, and the next there was new crete. in new crete she could start anew. 

lost & found began as merely a way to pass time, a side gig while she discovered what wonders new crete could offer. but her side gig became her main gig, and lost & found has stood proud as a local favorite “hole in the wall” vintage shop. 

still, hel kept to herself as she navigated the ever-growing city. when news of zeus’s death reached her doorstep, the goddess had a hard time hiding her amusement. the pompous bastard deserved it. perhaps, one day, the implications of the god’s death would dawn on the goddess, but for now . . .

POWERS . . . 

hel, despite the rather large domain under her command, is not as powerful as many of the other god’s inhabiting new crete. 

I . her most notable power is that of necromancy. as goddess of the underworld, she has complete control of the souls within her domain. should she will it, she can release a soul from niflheim to return and walk amongst the living once more. this process does, however, take a great toll on hel’s human form — both mentally, and physically. it is not something done often — or for free.

II . it is a grim gift — if one could even call it that — but hel can sense when death is near. she cannot determine the cause or exact time, but she can feel it’s proximity in her bones and who it comes for. furthermore, her touch can ease the pain of passing. since coming to crete, she has made it a point to assist any passing she may come across.

III . hel can also, as her domain resides over the nine worlds, understand and speak any spoken, written, or otherwise communicated language. if utilized for prolonged periods of time, it can leave hel with a nasty, thrumming migraine that only rest ( and laying off the powers ) can solve. 

IV . in a more general sense, hel is not as powerful in new crete as she is in niflheim. many of her powers do not extend to this realm, left behind in the halls of her many mansions. the price of her staying in new crete is that, more often than deemed “normal”, she finds her human form falling victim to illness or fatigue. any extraneous use of her powers only aggravates this.

MISCELLANEOUS FACTS & TID - BITS . . . 

I . my portrayal of hel is not an evil one ! instead of playing into any true evil archetypes, i’d say she’s more of a morally grey character — withdrawn, cold, and sometimes’s self serving, but fiercely loyal to those who have proven themself a friend. once you break through her icy exterior, she’s good company to have around — honest.

II . hel does not remember her family, nor does she remember the brief part of her childhood spent in jötunheimer. she does, however, remember what brief glimpse of odin she got before being exiled beneath the roots of yggdrasil to niflheim. she does not assume him family, but does feel a strange kinship for him. this fact shames her, considering it was his command that banished her to niflheim.

III . hel has an alias — a secret identity, if you will — for when she she interacts with mortals, or simply doesn’t want to be perceived as hel. the name helena struck her fancy — similar enough that it was still her, yet different enough that, when she so desired a break from hel, she could take one. she mainly uses it when interacting with mortals ignorant of the goings-on of new crete, or those outside new crete entirely.

ADMIN NOTE . . . 

as of now, i don’t have anything else to say beyond the contents of this post are subject to change as i portray and get to know hel through interactions! . . . that being said, feel free to hit me up if you want to plot or develop connections! i’m so excited to start getting to know her, and getting to know y’all and you’re lovely muses! 

[agameofgods]

 alperen duymaz, cis man. ––– hades, the dignitary for the dead in greek mythology. they appear to be thirty years old , but really they’re as long as time itself. he reminds me of the feeling of burning, knowing there is a breeze but not feeling it on your cheek, and sleepless days and nights. penned by florence, 25+, est, she+her

PART TWO - SHOW YOUR WEAKNESS

outside of the underworld they can scarcely use his powers

he cannot manipulate in the upperworld

he cannot tell a soul whether in the upper or underworld where their loved ones are in the underworld

everyone has a beginning , but when you’re as old as time you kinda just forget and hades has 100% forgotten a lot of his childhood. so like to him he just kinda spawned you know ?

imagine hades just walking out of some shadows like here i am bitch

a very thoughtful and man of few words

always within the shadows, listening and watching

the crow’s nest is very dear and near to hades’ heart. a place where one can dance, drink and forget. but hades has a private room overlooking the floor where one can play cards, still drink and socialize with the elite but what’s more is that this is where hades sees mortals and the divine alike to see and hear from those in need. but in return they must do something for hades. its a bargain, and if they lose well, they get nothing.

hades has always been the suffering in silence type. he looks back on the younger years, wondering why the fuck he was such an idiot and full of such rage. picking fights, too many vices.

now he lives a simpler life, days in the upperworld and nights in the underworld, taking care of the souls within his realm

drink of choice: whiskey

[ofloveandhorses]

(joel kinnaman, cis male, he/him) the city of gods is proud to welcome thor. he appears to be forty years old and is the god of thunder from norse mythology. thor can be found working as a blacksmith and is quiet about the death of zeus. (written by rose, 25, she/her, est.)

who needs daddy zeus when daddy thor is in town?? jk jk rip daddy zeus ;)

so i’m saying this for myself mostly, but this thor is v different from marvel’s thor!! saying that right off the bat or else he’ll turn into marvel thor i can feel it in my bones i know myself

he’s a man of the people which is part of why he chose to be a blacksmith in the human realm. he wasn’t down with trying to be a big hot-shot ceo like his mythos counterparts. too much paperwork.

he’ll sometimes guest bartend at valhalla bar & grill

still in possession of mjölnir - he uses it for work mostly now but always keeps it close

did do drag once to help freya out

wants to do what’s right, although his methods aren’t always the most by-the-book

loves his wife sif, they have an open marriage, but they both know that at the end of the day, they’re each other’s ride or die

he knows he’s a suspect in zeus’s murder (because of the big ass “T” carved into daddy boy’s chest), so he’s trying to keep a low profile at the moment, hoping the suspicions around hera overwhelm any kind of noise about him. besides, why would he wanna kill zeus? it’s not like he had any strong motive...that anyone knows of...

overall, he’s the kinda guy who’ll help you out when you have nowhere else to go. however, don’t cross him or his people. the aftermath of that, well...

[hermecs]

❛   see, your threats  are  still  age  twelve...  i’ll  help  you  work  on  that.   ❜     introducing   hermes.

                           hello,   i’m   danvers   (  she/her  )   and   i   hail   in   the   pacific   time   zone.   it’s   been  a  longtime   since   i’ve   been   in   a   mythology   group   but  i’m  stoked  to  be  here!   pls   bare   with   me   while   i   find   hermes   voice!

character.

 name:   hermes.   god   of   speed,   trade,   and   travel.   pronouns:   he/him.   appears   twenty-six.   occupation:   track   coach   at   new   crete   uni.   traits:   clever,   empathetic.   though   dishonest,   and   cunning.   height:   5′10″.   hair   /   eye   color:   brunette,   styled   /   hazel.   facial   features:   thick   beard.   orientation:   heteromantic.

mythology.

as  it  goes;  hermes  was  the  messenger  of  gods  and  the  god  of  trade  and  eloquence.  more  so,  he  had  the  ability  to  travel  between  worlds  (  from  heaven  to  earth  and  most  notoriously  the  land  of  hades,  which  was  difficult  for  other  gods  ).  as  such,  part  of  his  duties  were  to  guide  souls  or  astral  forms  down  to  the  underworld  after  death,  a  role  he  shared  with  the  god  of  death,  thanatos.  he  no  longer  does  this  now  of  course.

his  powers  include  super  speed  and  flight.  he  doesn’t  use  these  abilities  normally,  though.  he  mainly  relies  on  his  cunning  and  slick  tongue  and  talents  to  weasel  his  way  out  of  situations.

hermes  was  a  known  trickster  and  for  a  time  even  pranked  the  other  gods  for  his  own  amusement      apollo  being  one  of  them.  he’s  since  matured  and  lessoned  the  tricks.

new  crete.

i  assume  hermes  followed  the  other  olympians  to  new  crete?  his  interest  and  infatuations  with  earth  had  always  been  known,  so  it  took  little  push  for  him  to  settle.

his  love  for  running  went  hand  in  hand  with  the  mundane  sport,  track  &  field.  hermes  found  himself  quite  bored  in  new  crete,  and  as  the  saying  goes:  idle  hands  are  the  devil’s  workshop,  so  he  weaseled  his  way  into  being  a  coach.  he  got  into  trouble,  though,  when  he  attempted  to  give  magic  running  socks  to  a  human.  zeus  did  not  like  this,  so  hermes  knew  never  to  use  olympian  gifts  for  self  gain.

he  tends  to  surround  himself  with  humans  who  like  his  interests  in  some  form  or  another.  this  usually  imbodies  his  love  for  sports  and  music.

hermes  is  by  reputation  a  trickster  but  this  is  not  to  get  confused  with  malevolence.  he’s  a  great  liar  yes,  but  doesn’t  do  things  with  ill  intentions.  he’s  generally  reasonable  and  helpful  by  nature  and  has  a  comical  side  to  himself.  if  things  get  too  serious,  he  knows  just  how  to  finesse  a  conversation  and  then  bolt.  

now,  the  news  of  zeus  caused  him  a  great  deal  of  shock.  how  the  great  god  of  the  sky  could  be  slayed  reminded  hermes  that  his  life  was  in  danger  now  more  than  ever.  his  first  thought  was  to  run,  save  his  own  divinity  and  hope  others  followed  but  he  couldn’t.  at  least  not  yet. 

wanted connections.

give  me  those  he  once  pranked  and  who  still  hold  grudges  for  his  trickster  days;  maybe  someone  hermes  doesn’t  trust  and  for  good  reason;  a  past  fling;  someone  who  shares  his  love  for  sports  -particularly  track  &  field;  someone  he  used  to  aid  when  he  was  a  messenger?  honestly,  i’m  up  for  anything!  these  are  just  basic  bc  i’m  basic ™

[distortechoes]

( lucien laviscount, cismale, he/him ) the city of gods is proud to welcome elijah ikon. he is a thirty year old human who has lived in new crete for five years. elijah can be found working as a paramedic at new crete general hospital and is indifferent about the death of zeus. 

name: elijah ikon nicknames: eli age: 30 birthdate: october 30th relationship status: it’s complicated ( wc ) orientation: pansexual profession: paramedic positive attributes: easy going, charismatic negative attributes: stubborn, finicky  Elijah was the middle child born to his parents Michael & Eliana. He has one estranged older brother, and one younger sister. Michael was a refined surgeon and his mother Eliana tried her best to dabble in local political affairs that later turned into a social worker. He’s always been a wandering spirit, and it’s doubtful he would have been grounded in new crete if it wasn’t for his spouse. 

They married in their mid twenties, and he relocated to new crete for them. However, he didn’t know their ties to the gods. Instead of confessing to him exactly what was going on, he was informed while on duty that his spouse had passed away from a freak accident. The truth was, they just didn’t want to explain the gods factor to him. He is still under the impression that he is a widower, but technically he’s still married. 

He took the paramedic field to appease his father, and he is quite bad at it. Most of the time he himself ends up hurt by being clumsy, or forgetting something on the stove that catches the kitchen on fire. Normal things.  After the ‘death’ of his spouse, he hasn’t really felt committed to anything. Thus it’s extremely hard to get him to commit to anything except for his work schedule. The death of Zeus and even the happenings of the party he just assumes is all normal.

Wanted connections: Spouse - Could be a god or at least intertwined with the immortal lore. He believes they are dead, but they are not.. ( any gender tbh! around his age or could even be older and he isn’t aware ).  Older sibling - have it as a brother for now, but tbh could be an older sibling They are at the least seven years older than him, and they are estranged. Their relationship in my mind is kind of shaky but amendable.  ( any gender / poc )

Younger sibling - closest to elijah. Probably followed him here to new cretes, and could be more in the know of things. I imagine they check in daily, and he’s overprotective of them. ( any gender / poc ) Other family - cousins, etc. Could even be a ‘god’ sibling ( poc, unless if adopted or one of the ‘god’ siblings. )

Current flings - He has them, and has probably accidentally ghosted a few.

Prank wars - someone he can have prank wars at, preferably works at the hospital. The eyes - someone that probably knows his spouse is still alive, and has been tasked with occupying him so he the secret stays until his spouse is ready.

Friends on the other side - people that he grew up with or knew him before he moved to new crete Friends - everyone needs friends or frenemies. Drinking buddies, coworkers, etc! 

Blocked - enemies or someone that for whatever reason ( we can figure it out !) he won’t help out. Even if the person is bleeding out on the street.

[godlyeros]

(cody fern, cis-male, he.him) the city of gods is proud to welcome eros. he appears to thirty two years old and is the god of love, lust and sex. eros can be found working as a baker at the thebes coffee and bakery and is  one-dimensional about the death of zeus. (written by maxine, 24, she.her, cst.)

helloooo hi my name is maxine and im awkward at intros, but i’m 24 yrs young and i’m always around on mobile if you would like to plot or give this a like and i can slide into your dms !!!

basic stats: 

name: eros

age: 32

occupation: baker at thebes coffee and bakery.

for plotting purposes because eros’ parents were often rumored as aphrodite or ares, or oftentimes just aphrodite i’m just going to say that most people don’t know what his parentage is not even eros. the case with the bows and arrows however, remains the same. eros had two different sorts of arrows, golden ones which caused individuals to fall in love, and ones made of lead that caused others to love or hate each other depending on who they are.

eros’ relationship with lust, love and sex is however complicated for the young god. he is all in for helping other people fall in love, however for himself? he would never imagine it. people have considered eros to be childish in a sense to believe in love at first sight for other people other than himself. for most of the part if it was regarding to himself, eros had assumed that he would be doomed to never finding anything. although he’s not always a matchmaker relationship wise, he doesn’t mind setting people up even if he thinks that they’ll just be good for each other with actual love or not.... 

eros has fallen in love once with the young princess psyche. but most people know not to even murmur her name around him. eros since, has been unhinged, unraveling into other gods lives making it messier more for them than himself because he can be told that he’s quite monotone with relationships that aren’t pertaining to his own. in fact, it’s quite hard for most people to even understand who eros has relationships with because in a sense he is closed off. eros most of the time doesn’t believe in relationships for himself, they were dead to him. however whenever people thought of eros they thought of relationships for him despite the fact of him never actually being in one himself. 

eros and the baker is also a new concept. in another life perhaps he could have done something more with his life. or perhaps someone could make a sexual innuendo about his job and how he likes to use his hands a lot. but really the truth is that eros is a pretty good baker. there’s no rhyme or reason to it really, he’s just good at his job and he’s good at getting to know people. although he doesn’t own the coffee shop, someone might start to think that he does.

[beachworn]

WHAT WAS IT YOU ALWAYS SAID?          WE’RE CONNECTED BY A THREAD.

the city of gods is proud to welcome ariadne. she appears to be thirty-two��years old and is the hero from greek mythology. ariadne can be found working as a surgical nurse at new crete general hospital and is unsure about the death of zeus.

second youngest sister, princess of crete——every day spent reaching to be what her family wished, wanted of her. but a family holds a secret. youngest son, half-brother, the minotaur: and ariadne tasked to keep him locked away. still, she loved her brother. pitied the fate that has become him.

maybe that’s the word: pity. she beats herself over it again and again. she must have pitied him, too, the hero theseus, when he came to her with an impossible mission: she must have pitied him enough to turn her back on her entire family to help him fulfill it. 

and so the minotaur is slain. ariadne is promised escape, but there is none.

she is left behind, on the beach, heartbroken.

she eventually struggles into an escape of her own. a new life. in new crete, she’s not a princess, she’s not anybody. a heartbroken fool who gets charmed too easily by the songs of heroes.

but she’s not going to make the same mistake twice.

[oftrxgedies]

( henry golding, cismale, he/him ) the city of gods is proud to welcome liber. he appears to be thirty-two years old and is the god of wine, fertility and freedom from roman mythology. liber can be found working as a bartender at crow's nest night club and is conflicted about the death of zeus. (written by liv, 29, they/them, aest.)

🍷 b a s i c s 🍷

name 🍷 Liber

nickname 🍷 Li (pronounced Lee)

sexuality 🍷 Yes.

lyric 🍷 we want hugs not drugs, or both if it’s available. i’ll take two and you under the table.

traits 🍷 confident, carefree, adventurous; frivolous, irresponsible, messy

🍷 b i o g r a p h y 🍷

🍷 Liber, your classic messy bi-poly slut is here to turn water into wine and sleep with your mum... and your dad, and probably your next door neighbour if they are down for it. 

🍷 Liber, traditionally known as Liber Pater or the Free Father (daddy vibes), was worshiped by those seeking freedom from servitude. He was the god of the powerless majority, a source of hope and debaucherous influence. What could he say? He had a bleeding heart for people who had never seen an ounce of fun and who had been forced to forgo their rights.

🍷 It was Liber who had started that spark among the masses to overthrow the Roman monarchy. He just wanted them to be able to live freely, and the partying that ensued was also a bonus. The masses had a right to express themselves and have ecstatic release and freedom.

🍷 It wasn’t long after the overthrow of the monarchy that Liber began being worshiped for more. He become symbolic of wine, sex and the subversion of the powerful. It felt good. He felt good.

🍷 There were never writings about his story, just his worshipers, not that he minded. He wasn’t some tragic figure and there were more important stories to be told. He was just happy to party with the inebriated masses.

🍷 Li’s greatest achievement was carving a dick into a temple dedicated to him and convincing a bunch of priest to put dicks in temples dedicated to him. He found it hilarious.

🍷 In modern times, Li is happy to be outside of the drama of the other gods. He thinks for a lot of them, power has gone to their heads. He just wants to mix drinks, have fun and not think about ruling over anyone. He’s a messy bitch, sure, but he would prefer his messiness to not be due to some godly plot.

🍷 The death of Zeus is certainly... something. On one hand he is pleased because nobody should hold that level of power, but it does set a concerning precedent and he is trying his best to ignore the seeds of worry that have started to grow within him.

🍷 p o w e r s 🍷

🍷 This man can throw a party like no other and that’s a power in itself.

🍷 Liber is known to be able to know exactly what someone is wanting to drink just by looking at them. It’s a power used for good and he loves surprising people with what they didn’t know they wanted.

🍷 A lesser used power is inhibition release. He tends to find it manipulative but if someone asks really nicely and can’t let go, he can help them drop inhibitions with a touch.

🍷 w a n t e d   c o n n e c t i o n s 🍷

I dunno man I’ll add some soon :)

[ichorruns]

( steven yeun, cisgender male, he / him ) the city of gods is proud to welcome orpheus. he appears to be thirty five years old and is a hero from greek mythology. orpheus can be found working as a barista at thebes coffee & bakery and is unsettled about the death of zeus. (written by saint, twenty, they / them, cst.)

GENERAL INFORMATION . . .

name : orpheus

alias(es) : n/a

title : poet and musician of greek legend.

apparent age : thirty-five

pronouns : he / him

sexuality : bisexual

relationship status : single

occupation : barista at thebes coffee & bakery and local starving artist.

traits : creative, charming, kind-hearted, clumsy, quick-witted, passionate, a dash of hedonism

BEFORE . . .

( TW : very brief mention of death & suicide )

it is said orpheus was born with the blood of the gods coursing through his veins. which god? well . . . which god was always up for debate and, quite frankly, didn’t matter. his music was said to bring calm and peace to whomever heard it: man, woman, tree, animal, even the rocks sat beneath our feet! which god was nothing more than a minute detail when he had skills so impressive.

and yet, for all his skills, orpheus was not an overtly proud man. he did not allow his talents to foster an ego, instead remaining humble in his skill throughout his years. the praise accompanied him wherever he went, and as most of his young adult years were spent traveling, it followed him far and wide. 

some of orpheus’s earliest travels found him as amidst the company of the argonauts. his involvement was meant to be nothing more than that of the ship’s entertainment. he would sing and perform and play his golden lyre and to keep his fellow argonauts argonauts in tip top shape. however, he  became more involved after falling in love with the argonaut, calais — an brief, but passionate affair that would end after the journey aboard the argo came to an end. 

after the disbandment of the argonauts, orpheus did what he knew best: perform! far and wide and for whoever would hear. upon this second round of travels, orpheus met eurydice and suddenly, all the romantic cliches he had only ever sang about were true . . . orpheus was deeply, maddly, irrevocably in love. 

but their love was short lived. tragedy struck on their wedding day after eurydice’s untimely death. orpheus was inconsolable and his tune turned sour as he called for death to strike him down so he may be reunited with his bride. behest the gods and amidst his grief, orpheus traveled to the underworld to plead with hades for his lover’s life. orpheus struck a deal with the god of the dead, but failed to bring his eurydice back due to his own neuroticism and distrust for hades. he would forever blame himself, and curse himself for abandoning his wife in the underworld while he lived on. 

and then, one day orpheus disappeared. his whereabouts were unknown until his body, and his golden lyre, broken and waterlogged, washed up on the isle of lesbos. whether it was self inflicted, or otherwise caused, no one could be sure — but there was finally relief for orpheus’s many fans, for he was now reunited with his lost love.

following the founding of new crete, orpheus & eurydice were given the choice to return to the land of the living: one last chance, the chance they never got. for orpheus it meant a chance to marry, and be married to eurydice. it meant a chance to share more of his music, to tell his stories! but they each had to make their own choice, separate of the other. orpheus made his, not knowing which decision eurydice made.

AFTER . . .

orpheus . . . doesn’t remember much before los angeles. he remembers fragments of memories; bits and pieces that can almost, if he squints hard enough, form the suggestion of a memory! but . . . nothing really concrete. he only really knows three things.

one: his name is orpheus. just orpheus. no last name, no nicknames ( unless you say it real sweet, then, maybe nicknames), just orpheus.

two: he can play the guitar like it’s nobody’s business. people in town have even compared his skills to magic — isn’t that funny? orpheus the magic man, coming at you live from los angeles! . . . .it  would be a lie if he claimed he hadn’t considered “orpheus the magic man” as a stage name. he would also be very, very ashamed to admit it. 

and three: he came to los angeles for a reason for a reason. what reason? well . . . that’s the problem. he can’t remember the reason. 

so, until he remembers, he got a job as a barista at thebes coffee & bakery during the day, and at night he plays that magic guitar of his wherever will have him. until he remembers — or until he has some big, musical break — that’s life. and for some reason or other, he’s . . . content.

orpheus never knew zeus, and yet he can’t help but be entirely unsettled by the man’s death. he seemed . . . untouchable, immortal, even. the fact that he died, and even worse was murdered has left orpheus feeling constantly on edge. he worries his nerves are seeping into his music but . . . he’s just overthinking it! entirely overthinking it.

POWERS . . .

orpheus is by no means a god. some interpretations of his mythos would suggest he’s a demi-god but . . . that’s a story for another day. so, his powers all boil down to one!

I . orpheus was blessed with superhuman musical skills. his song can charm and soothe even the most sedentary creatures ( i’m looking at you, rocks ). depending on what mood he is in when playing, he can even go as far as to sway the mood of those who hear his song. this can be a bit troublesome when he’s in a more sorrowful mood, but is otherwise a power without many downsides! 

MISCELLANEOUS FACTS & TID-BITS . . .

I . orpheus spent his young adulthood as a vehement worshipper of dionysus, and thus, adopted a rather hedonistic lifestyle. it was only after meeting eurydice that he abandoned such indulgence in favor of a more reserved lifestyle. after eurydice’s death, he began worshipping apollo as the one, true god — much to the disdain of the followers of dionysus.

II . orpheus’s return to the world of the living has left him a bit scrambled. his past is not his own, so before return is mostly blank. he would not admit this, but this fact leaves him with a lot of lingering anxiety. why can’t he remember his past? who was he before he came to los angeles? and what is he looking for? 

III . orpheus has an innate sense for most any instrument. he was blessed with perfect pitch at birth, and finds getting the hang of a new instrument to be simultaneously rather easy, and one of the most fulfilling things in life. 

IV . he’s a damn good barista. 

ADMIN NOTE . . .

as of now, i don’t have anything else to say beyond the contents of this post are subject to change as i portray and get to know orpheus through interactions! . . . that being said, feel free to hit me up if you want to plot or develop connections! i’m so excited to start getting to know him, and getting to know y’all and you’re lovely muses!

[terrcr]

joel kinnaman, cis man. ––– deimos, the dignitary for terror and dread in greek mythology. they appear to be thirty-nine years old , but really they’re as long as time itself. he reminds me of warning signs as scars carved into your skin ; a wild screaming weight, trapped in your belly; and destruction like splinters inside your palms. penned by chester, 24, aest, they/them

BASICS

name : deimos . gender : cis man . age : thirty-nine . sexuality : bi . occupation : mercenary .

SUMMARY

Always been the type with a head on fire and one foot in the grave. He was made for this, for war. With a blazing inferno inside him. Black oozing liquid where blood should be, that hunger that makes your sharp teeth glisten. Built to die. Deimos would learn violence before anything else. Blood on his hands. That comes naturally to him.

Years he frequently returns to serve in wars around the globe, although he’s currently a veteran. Retired they’ll say, but anyone who knows Deimos knows the truth. He’ll never be done fighting.

It seems to be the place closest to his worship as well- long gone are the days those would sacrifice blood and bulls for he and his sibling. Long gone are those times people knew fear and terror as names, rather than concepts. But Deimos still attracts it, and he knows where to find it.

He works these days as a mercenary for hire, although is quite selective about the work he takes. 

Only locating to New Crete last year, before that he and his sibling were near impossible to track down, both of them only seeming to make appearances when something’s going horribly wrong.

Deimos is antagonistic at best, loving to see others reactions to his jabs. Finds most of his joy in provoking violence in others. 

He knows there’s respect in fear, it seems to be the only time people look to him without disdain for the fire that sears his tongue, and fractured bone knuckles splintered in violence.

Deimos isn’t unaffected by his own accounts, the terror he often wants to see incited in others is something he knows too well stirring in himself. Restless, claws shaped for a tongue, and sharp words. Always leaving carnage behind him.

POWERS

deimos is able to instill terror in those around, usually it’s not a touch rather an energy he radiates that clings to those near by. it’s radius based, and not selective, although it does worsen when looking him in the eyes. the lasting effects are different from person to person, or god to god.

this is something that’s also done more as a flick of the switch that he can control, although often people still feel unease around him.

he has an enhanced combat ability, always having been a fighter.

also being known to represent loss, or the fear of loss- it has been said by a few that the twins can be omens of death. those less superstitious would argue that’s just the damage the two always do when they’re around.

WEAKNESSES

the more calm he is, the less effective his powers are. there’s something about chaos and fast beating hearts that he thrives on. 

it’s hard for most to feel settled around deimos, often always carrying an unease with him. this often leads to an amount of distrust.

he’s often unable to pinpoint a specific target of his powers, usually being more of a wide cast net situation. and while there have been a few exceptions to this rule, it will always result in a severe toll on himself every time.

his powers are also dulled anytime he’s not around his sibling, they seem to amplify each other.

i’m also open to suggestions for anything, but here’s my boy i apologize for him

[modernxomens]

andrew koji, cisgender man. ––– achilles, the hero of the trojan war in greek mythology. they appear to be thirty-four years old , but really they’re as long as time itself. he reminds me of bloody knuckles and calloused hands, the familiar feeling of a weapon, and the tightness in your throat as you stand by helplessly. 

→  details

achilles’s childhood wasn’t a happy one. raised by a single mother, he always felt as if he didn’t quite fit in. as a child, he had a slight lisp which reinforced the feeling of not belonging. as such, he developed a sort of loner/detached personality which has persisted well into adulthood.

achilles enlisted in the army straight out of high school. it was the first time that he’d ever felt as if he belonged.

his ultimate goal is to live a quiet and unremarkable life, but often finds himself in aggressive situations.

→ personality:

achilles can be best described as rough around the edges. he finds it difficult to make friends and maintain relationships. 

he’s quiet, an observer, but quick to anger. the rage of achilles is legendary, of course, and something that he’s carried through with each lifetime. 

although achilles finds it difficult to make connections, he’s fiercely protective of those he loves.

→ powers:

since he’s not quite a god, achilles isn’t as indestructible as he likes to believe he is. he isn’t impervious to harm or pain, though he is quite a skilled fighter. he possesses a grace that makes combat look like dancing.

anything in his hands becomes a weapon. that does not guarantee victory or that the weapon itself will wield any harm, but simply that achilles is capable of making even the simplest of tools a weapon. 

though he’d prefer to live an unremarkable life, achilles does possess considerable leadership capabilities. he’s persuasive and inspiring – the kind of qualities you’d want in a leader were you to pledge your life to his cause.

→ memories:

Achilles remembers the feeling of dying. There’s nothing quite like it — the seemingly invincible being cut down in the prime of life. Even more than that, he remembers the red hot rage that flooded his throat. It was that feeling that had propelled him into war in the first place.

[celestialphrasings]

introducing: amphitrite

PART ONE

maddison jaizani, cis woman. ––– amphitrite, the dignitary of the sea in greek mythology. she appears to be twenty five, but really she’s as long as time itself. she reminds me of the ocean breeze blowing through dark hair, the fading of sea foam after crashing upon shore, and the signs of love expressed in the wrinkles of the eyes from a wide smile. penned by sef, 25+, pst, she/they

PART TWO

her powers sometimes betray her will and instead may follow her emotions in extreme, tumultuous cases

the further away she is from the ocean the weaker her powers become

even under her own control, amphitrite can only use her power in short intervals before it exhausts her

INTRO

name: amphitrite nickname: phi/fi age: appears 25 pronouns: she/her occupation: pretending to be a marine biology graduate student personality      (+): caring, curious, tenacious      (-): flighty, guarded, stubborn

phi is one of many sisters in her big family. though at times they drive her up the wall, she finds solace in being around them.

phi and don have been together for some time now throughout the years and maintain an open marriage together

despite having been alive for so many years, phi likes to keep learning especially about things that she thought would never interest her

being in-laws with some very powerful gods and goddesses have never bothered phi much but she tends to keep to herself during these large family gatherings as the drama is a bit much to handle when compared to her own family