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Background

"The tales of old have told us about the myths and legends that we now know as Greek Mythology. But were the Olympian Gods myths? Was Hercules, Orion, and Pandora really just legends? Many believe so, but I can't say I agree with them. I have done my fair share of research, and I believe that they did exist and still do to this day. But where? And why have they kept themselves secret for so long?

In my search for the truth, I discovered a piece of parchment that told of a man who claimed to have heard from the Moirae themselves. He went on and on about how they looked completely different from what he had ever had thought. Lachesis was supposedly beautiful and blonde, her bare skin glittered in the day and the night, her eyes were of fresh grass and her lips were the shade of delicious apples. He seemed to take a liking to her, because he only mentioned Clotho and Atropos a few times. Clotho was appearantly an old hag with a crow on her shoulder, while Atropos was a maiden cloaked and chained. I started to grow bored with his babbling, until almost the end when he finally told us what the Moirae chanted in unison.

When Man's Fire Grows
Brighter than that of the Gods,
Time will consume all of man's odds.
Olympus will live,
Speaking not a lie
Living among man
The Gods will thrive.

And here I am... Searching for the answers." - Wonders, Elizabeth. "Greek Rumors are True" Scientific Mysteries18 Aug. 2014: 52-53.

Genre: Modern Sci-Fi/ Alternate History/ Greek Mythology/ Romance/ Drama
Rating: PG-13: We have given this roleplay this rating due to Drugs and Violence

Story

My life has never been anything really special. Maybe that is because I've never really believed in anything. No Santa Claus. No ghosts. No love at first sight. That doesn't mean it has never intrigued me as to why people believed in them. From what I have seen though, it comes down to one concept: Hope. It's amazing as to how people will put all of their strength into being hopeful for the next encounter... the next day... the next minute, their next breath. They live for hope.

And they are weak. Weak, destructive and disposable.
Over the years, People have hoped for greatness, and destroyed themselves in doing so. They hoped for a family and destroyed others food supply, clean water, and the land. They hoped for strength and destroyed trust which has led to war.
I plan to do a little weeding. They've done nothing except destroy themselves and their friends. Maybe they will appreciate the hope that I will give them. The hope to be great, to be beautiful, to be strong. The hope to see another sunrise, because for most of them... they won't.

The moon was riding high, as Nyx had just spread her arms to engulf the sky with her beauty, when a small wind brushed across the city of Olympus. The nightlife was thriving as teenagers drove to their favorite club or bar, while business men drove home or to their favorite late night fast food joint. Neon Lights flashed advertisements from inside and outside store fronts while LCD screens hung from the skyscrapers playing commercials for recent and hip products. Cosmetic lines, mortgage companies, the latest fashion all flashed along the streets and reflected off of puddles of fresh rain.

Hardly anyone noticed until mid-way through the announcement that all the screens were tuned to the same program. When they finally did slow to a stop or at least a slow walk, they were captured by the news woman. She was gorgeous, perfect. Her blonde hair was pulled into a bun and her eyes were an ice blue. The heavy silver eye shadow sparkled against the camera lighting, the 2" lashes fluttering on occasion. Her face was airbrushed to perfect but there wasn't a trace of where the foundation ended. "We interrupt your program to bring you breaking news. Police are investigating a string of murders that have just been discovered. The victims appear to be around 17 to 30 and varying in both male and female. No external damage has been found to suggest a weapon was used, however each body is accompanied by two old coins which police have told us may be the killers calling card. We ask that all be cautious and watch for any suspicious persons. We will update when new has evidence has been found. This message will end now." She said before the screens blinked back to their original recordings. Life hesitated before people turned to look at their neighbor in question, before continuing with their busy lives... if not a little more cautious of one another.

The latest hangout was a club down on the corner of Eclipse Street and Lunar Avenue. It was owned by the O'Harron Mob. The exterior wasn't much to look at; A three story brick building, but no one came to look at the exterior did they? It had something for everyone who was of age. If you could get past the hulking mass when you walked into the club on the ground floor, you could see a set of elevators to your left, one of them being blocked off by a rope. If you continued on, you would see the center of the upper floors through the glass tile. The ground below was nothing but lights. An open artificial stream crossed through the middle of the room sperating the dance floor, tables and DJ. Pillars that imitated trees were scattered about the room with lights hanging off of them giving an pulsing ethereal glow. In the center of stream was a large circle with a circular bar in the center of it. Lights beamed up from the glass ground imitating runes. The loud thumps from the bass made bodies wriggle against one another in unison. Others drank away their problems watching women in semi-revealing clothing dance around metallic trees in a tribal-esque manner. The owner believed that they made perfect decorations. The second floor had a pool that could see straight down to the first floor. The water theme was heavier here, a flat water fall against the walls flowed into the pool. Hot tubs were in each corner if anyone had wanted to use them, though hardly anyone ever did. A bar was in the center of the floor once again and in the center of the pool, the same runed lighting as the floor below. Four walkways in a cross pattern bridged the actual floor and the bar to one another. Women swam in the pool dressed exotic attire that had large 'ribbons' hanging from them, twirling behind them as they danced in the water. Tables laced the sides allowing for others to enjoy a drink while conversing with others. On the third floor was where the VIPs went. Men and women walked around serving drinks, and catering to the men and women who came here. The uniform hadn't changed from the previous floors, but black chains that connected to their necks and wrists jingled as a form of jewelry. They blended in with the black room with luminescent tables and the clear center floor piece being the only light source. Often times, this was where top business happened the dark providing the perfect atmosphere. Even still, these three floors were often not the source of the club's attraction. Below the building was where all the true excitement lied. A caged arena was dead center with slot machines and gambling tables webbing out from it. Men from the streets of Olympus came here to test their luck in the ring while others tested theirs at pinning the winner or at the casino. Sin city, pocket-sized. How did they stay in business? When funded so well buy your customers, you can pay your way to a more luxurious lifestyle and cater to the local OPD. Drugs were more valuable than money here and women came with the territory. (Un)Fortunately, this is where the fates have led you, whether by accident or on purpose.

Welcome to Pan's Labyrinth...



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Rules and Guidelines

Okay, so I am a pretty fair person, but I don't want this roleplay littered with nonsense. So I am going to be posting some basic Rules and Guidelines. Got it? Awesome. Remember, I am the Head Goddess of this thread, and I will smite you if you tick me off.

Rules-

[1.] This thread is PG-13; I understand that we got the Greek Mythology thing going on here, but let's not go too overboard. Meaning No Cybering (No excessive details, sex... etc etc), extensive swearing, incest, or underage ANYTHING. >:( You will encounter violence here as this is action based as well as sci-fi and you will encounter drug use. If at all uncomfortable with that, please do not join this roleplay.
[2.] No Godmoding or Powerplaying (Unless it is talked out between you and another player). I hate that... Really, I do. I will smite you if you do this.
[3.] PLEASE DON'T GO IDLE ONE ME! Three days of being Idle I will send you a notification. Fifth day, your profile is deleted and the character position will be open. If you are going out of town or something of the like. I will note that you are away rather than idle.
[4.] This is a Semi-Literate to a Literate roleplay. Please make note of that. A FULL PARAGRAPH (Five to Six sentences) is required in a post.
[5.] Humans only for Gods and Goddesses! Powers/Magic come into play LATER! No character knows who or what they are, or what they are capable of! Normal humans for now, please. You will not be accepted if your bio says your character has had weird ass episodes of power or their parents telling them that they are special. Furthermore, if your character sits there and goes 'Omg... Who am I?' Well... Bye Bye.
[6.]READ EVERYTHING!!! If you don't know what the hell is going on, you read. (LOOK I HAVE EVEN MADE IT EASY FOR YOU! :D CLICK HERE!) Your parents/guardians sent you to school for a reason, don't make an ass of yourself by screwing up the roleplay and going off in your own little fantasy world! GOT IT?! Great.

Failure to obey these rules, you get kicked. Got it? Awesome.

Guidelines-

• This is modern times, sort of Sci-Fi ish... Keep your attire within that genre. Also the character you are portraying, they don't have to look exactly like they were described in the legends.

• You are playing a God or Goddess who doesn't know what they are, but please keep your character in character of the Gods.
  I.E: If you are Aphrodite, she was known as the Goddess of Love. Don't make her gothic and a lone wolf. Also, do some research on the character that you are playing. If you need to know more, there is a link in my first post that leads to Wikipedia and briefs you on the Gods and Goddesses and what they stand for.

• Many know Gods and Goddesses to have affairs with all sorts, but you don't have to still be or fall in love with the same person as the Greeks.
  I.E: Aphrodite fooled around with Ares, but this is a new day an age, she doesn't have to fall in love with the character portraying Ares or vice versa.

• If you are playing a character, you do not have to use that character's name.
  I.E: The person playing Aphrodite, doesn't have to be called Aphrodite. She could be called Rebecca or Risa.

• Do you have to be the same gender as a God or Goddess? No. Since this is like reincarnation, you can be a man or woman version of that God or Goddess. But please... I don't want this roleplay full of retarded girls. Kay? Awesome.

• Oh my god... You can be other things than a God or Goddess? Yes! That's the beauty of it! Nymphs thrive, giants live along with other legends and myths. They can know what they are. But they can't say what they are. I mean, think about it. If a Nymph ran around going "I'm a nymph!" They are going to throw her ass into a science lab and operate... So no squeeling. Do they know who the Gods and Goddesses are? No. But they can sense them.

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Species: (Human... unless you are Nymph, Giant, Etc. Etc. No half-breeds like centaurs or something like that.)
Appearance: (If using a picture, make sure the link is valid. I hate broken links and do not say your character looks like your avatar. If you are posting a text based description, please don't be brief. Give us all the details.)
Personality: (Please tell us what your character is like)
Bio: (Give us a history of your character.)
Special Skills: (What are they good at? Please don't put down magic abilities)
Secret Abilities: (Here is where you post magical abilities and what-not for later use in the roleplay.)
Crush: (No you don't need one, but if you like someone and you want to say so, here is where it will go. Remember no Love at first sight, and don't start of this roleplay adoring someone. PM me when you have a crush and I will update your Pro.)
Post Color:(Yes. This is a must. This is so we can see which character is which and when/if you are playing multiple characters. Nobody can have Black.)

Note: Yes you can play more than one character. But please send your profiles to me via ONE PM.

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Characters

Olympian Gods and Goddesses-

Zeus

Hera

Hades
Poseidon

Ares

Aphrodite
Athena
Apollo
Artemis (Active)
Username: Kriddles
Character Name: Demitrii Wane
Age: Twenty-five
Gender: Male
God/Goddess:Artemis
Species: Human
Appearance: [Glamor Shot]
Personality: Demitrii is a very intelligent young man. Clever with words, he is able to turn people against one another or calm them down. He is loyal and good at heart but that doesn't mean he will look past your crimes if you have them. He is very quiet when observing something or someone, you could easily mistake him as 'zoned out'. He has never been in a long term relationship, seeing as though he doesn't have time to make a commitment to any one woman. Nor does he pleasure himself in one nighters.
Bio: Demitrii was never really wealthy nor was he thrown into poverty. He was the perfect example of a middle-class citizen. Living in the suburbs of Olympus allowed him to keep away from the fast lane that everyone in the city seemed to be on. Despite never being at the top of his class, his parents encouraged him to go into medical school saying that his observant eye would do him well in class. He went, though he was always ill-tempered when he came home. The years passed and his mood grew fouler and fouler. One day, as he checked through his messages, one changed his life forever. One of the local street gangs broke up a political get-together and killed several men and women, his mother and father being amongst them. No one found the murderers, and the gang went free. Never having the chance to patch the sour note between his parents and him, Demitrii became infuriated vowing to hunt down those who were responsible. After gaining his parents inheritance, he dropped his medical courses and began striving to become an iron hand in the law force. He is still searching for the small time that screwed up his normal life, and now the Boatman Murders may provide the clues he needs.
Special Skills: Wonderful Vision, very observative. He tends to pick up the little things people do, including their personality traits. He is skilled with words and is very charismatic.
Secret Abilities: In touch with the Moon, Demitrii gains majority of his strength off of it while his spirit becomes more alive. His eyesight is sharped and almost animalistic, while his hearing is increased as well. He can also bend the night (The darkness of Erebus and the Moonlight of Selene) to his will and make a bow, quiver and arrows out of Nyx herself. (Once available)
Crush: None.
Post Color: Blue

Demeter

Hephaestus

Dionysus
Hermes


Lesser Gods and Goddesses-

Eros

Hebe

Hecate

Circe
Hestia

Isis

Persephone (Active)
Username: Kriddles
Character Name: Terra Blanch
Age: Twenty-four
Gender: Female
God/Goddess: Persephone
Species: Human
Appearance: [Glamor Shot]
Personality: She has a rather dark sense of humor, and usually finds love rather sickening most of the time. Since she spends most of her time in the graveyard, she prefers silence above the hustle and bustle of the city. She holds many dark secrets and alternate agendas usually, and hides them with a fake smile. However, on occasion, she does have a nice streak.
Bio: Terra grew up on the poor side of town, always struggling for money she quit school and got a GED before looking for a full time job. She never knew her mother and when her father grew sick, she gave up what few friends she did have to dedicate herself to several part-time jobs that only paid minimum wage. Every day she would wake up at four in the morning and worked until 11 that night just to pay for his medicine. It still wasn't enough, however, as the illness progressed he needed surgery and because of her age at the time she was unable to get a loan to pay for it. After two months of consecutive battles against the doctors, the illness, and the loan sharks her father passed away, leaving her to survive on her own. It took several years, but she finally conquered the grief that followed and now works only three jobs. One of them being at the Pan's Labyrinth as one of the waitresses, a cashier at a gas station and finally (and probably her favorite) a gardener at the cemetery. She hasn't really made any new friends since her father's passing, with the exception of the gravedigger and mortician.
Special Skills: She has a green thumb, and a beautiful smile that could melt the souls of others. But her grim outlook on life tends to make her seem a bit more... Ghoulish.
Secret Abilities: Terra is able to speak both to the plants, controlling them to an extent and to the souls of the underworld. She can summon a select few to join her in combat or allow one to enter her, taking on their personality and strength for a duration of time.(Once available.)
Crush: Starting to crush on Lewis Wood
Post Color: Dark Orchid

Ceberus
Moirea
NPC
Muses
NPC
Boatman Serial Killer
NPC

Nymphs, Humans, and Ect.-

Nymph
Human
Username: Kriddles
Character Name: Elizabeth Wonders
Age: 47
Gender: Female
God/Goddess: N/A
Species: Human
Appearance: [Glamor Shot]
Personality: Before Elizabeth was... well Elizabeth, Mark Polk used to be in love with fantasy and epic tales. He enjoyed living up in the clouds rather than in reality more than just half the time. Now, Elizabeth's life is her magazine and her audience. Often times she has grand delusions of being a famous journalist and always feels that when she has a lead on a good story, she is being followed by other journalists out to steal her's. When she goes undercover (which is very often) she commits to her role 110% and even starts believing she is who she pretends to be. She is also addicted to cosmetic and cosmetic surgery.
Bio: Elizabeth wasn't the same person ten years ago. She never had a really bad life... just a confusing one. Infact ten years ago, Elizabeth wasn't even a woman. He was 35 year old weather man, named Mark Polk. After his divorce to his second wife (she couldn't stand being broke with a husband who wouldn't commit to a single solid job), he changed paths. After extensive surgery with his ex's money he started up an indie magazine dedicated to the odd and unusual. For about three years she was researching, interviewing, writing, editing, and publishing Scientific Mysteries all on her own until some other writers joined her. Not having very much outside the magazine, she has committed herself to the magazine and her 'missions' by going undercover and committing all of her time and person to it. She even gets confused sometimes and keeps in character even when she is at home or around friends from the magazine.
Special Skills: Great Actress, charismatic, and has a nose for a story even if it is nonexistent.
Secret Abilities: N/A
Crush: None
Post Color: Teal

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