┗━━⊱ 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔 ⊰━━┛open

[iqtrash]

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it was raining that day.
pitter. patter. pitter. patter.
the only noise around.
but the oracle,
only had eyes for what was before her.
her words & the prophecy
of what was to come.
there will be six
to save us
or to doom us
when the monsters come
when the tides shall rise
our world will end
they shall rise
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[iqtrash]

001. all cs/tess rules apply
002. every post must have 5 sentences minimum, writers block however is understandable on occasion. 003. this is a demigod rp, but please don’t over power your characters. only one of the six per person. 004. try to post once a week. if you can’t let us know. 005. keep all ooc & forms here. remember to remove your signature in rp posts.
006. keep all characters 18+. drama and relationships encouraged. discuss plots and ideas here, everyones ideas are important to drive the rp.
007. have fun! message me to reserve role’s.
000. please note that everyone knows one another in some way, some dynamics will be pre established. if you have any ideas or established dynamics between certain characters, let me know ^^

[iqtrash]

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there will be six
to save us
or to doom us
when the monsters come
when the tides shall rise
our world will end
they shall rise
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they each learned of the prophecy
through a shared dream. a nightmare more like.
demigods were simply celebrities these days,
hero’s were for the olden days. sure, as children,
they had to learn to face monsters, but they
were gone now, right? they were all drawn to
a small little hole in the wall coffee shop.
all because of that dream. some faces they’d seen
just yesterday but others it'd been years.
it is a tale already being written, their journey
foretold. a prophecy has been given.

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monsters
common | uncommon | rare
they sniff out demigods,
each has its own reason.
some enjoy the sport of
hunting humans, others
hunt for food.
dependent on rarity on how easy
they are to defeat.
none truly stay dead,
they each have to spend so long
in the underworld before returning

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Minotaur | rare | travels alone
Gorgons | uncommon | travel in pairs
Sirens | common | travel in pairs
Sphinx | common | travel in groups
Chimera | uncommon | travel alone
Harpies | common | travel in groups
Charybdis | rare | travel in pairs
Cyclopes | rare | travel in groups
Scylla | uncommon | travel in pairs
Echidna | rare | she is only one
Hydra | uncommon | travel alone
Typhon | rare | he is only one
Erymanthian boar | common | groups
Lamia | common | travel in pairs

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weapons & supplies
everyone is prepared,
in their own way.
magic is in their blood.
demigods, born to be hero’s
taught from a young age
they can survive
a world that is ending

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the chosen all have very strong
magical gifts yes, but each has a
magical weapon gifted from
their godly parent.

the support are the ones over prepared,
supplies and weapons are whatever
they deemed important.

there will be help along the way,
the journey is long, the times are dark.

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info
34 years ago, Persephone died,
murder they say, but by who?
15 years ago, Artemis took her
last breath, a shock to us all.
The hunt still mourns her.
5 years ago Hera disappeared,
is she alive? no one knows.
Tik. Tock.
The time draws near.

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[iqtrash]

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Child of Zeus
the power of the sky flows through their veins,
storms & lightening are at their call.
: ̗̀➛ ophelia | ♀ | 25 | consulting_angel

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Child of Poseidon
water will always answer their call.
a child of the ocean, they breathe both air & water.
: ̗̀➛ yong-soo | ♂ | 27 | lacke

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Child of Hades
they commune with the dead.
shadows bend to their will.
: ̗̀➛ lillian | ♀ | 24 | iqtrash

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Child of Aphrodite
beauty may be blinding, it is their weapon.
charming, charismatic. you will bend to their will.
: ̗̀➛ liam | ♂ | 28 | fortissimo

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Child of Athena
brilliant, a child geniuses.
nothing can stop them, they know all.
: ̗̀➛ nina | ♀ | 25 | ani314

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Child of Ares
a fighter from birth, strong and brave.
a warrior all the same.
: ̗̀➛ name | ♀ ♂ | age | furrydogs12

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they were foretold, a prophecy of old. chosen they are, fight they must. the time has come, an end, a beginning. a door must close for one to open.

[iqtrash]

every great quest has those that go,
not because they are required,
but for those who are chosen.

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Child of Apollo
the gift of light, of flame.
: ̗̀➛ solstice | ♀ | 26 | lacke

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Child of Hermes
the gift of speed.
: ̗̀➛ troy | ♂ | 25 | squash-soup

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Child of Eros
acting cupid in residence,
spreading love always
: ̗̀➛ desmond | ♂ | 26 | iqtrash

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Child of Dionysus
the gift of language,
forever able to understand
: ̗̀➛ name | ♀ ♂ | age | furrydogs12

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Child of Demeter
plants bend to their will, grow or wither
their wish is its command
: ̗̀➛ thomas | ♂ | 26 | consulting_angel

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Child of Hephaestus
fire is within their very soul, a gifted craftsman.
: ̗̀➛ alex | ♀ | 27 | ani314

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[iqtrash]

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The children of Hades,
Zeus, and Poseidon have a
long history.Enemies, Rivals, Friends,
or perhaps something more?
No one but them really
knows.
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The child of Eros, Demeter, and
Aphrodite are long time friends.
Having bonded in their
early years of life.
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The child of Athena and Aphrodite
are long standing rivals,
a miscommunication that
ruined a child hood friendship.
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The child of Apollo, Hermes,
Dionysus, & Eros are all trouble
when left together. Thick as thieves,
the troublesome four.
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The child of Hephaestus
and Ares have unknown history,
what exactly only they know.
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The child of Athena and Apollo
have a rivalry that has been
going on so long neither remembers
what it was even about.
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The child of Hades, Hephaestus,
and Athena have long standing grudges.
What caused it long forgotten.
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The child of Hermes is the source
of peace among them all, friends with
everyone.
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crushes:
{-> one sided}
{<-> mutual}
currently none
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dating:
currently none
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happy to add anything else simply let me know <3

[iqtrash]

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𝓛𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝓐𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓼
[Child of Hades] [F] [24]
[Crush - Open] [Single]
[Location: Coffee Shop]
[Mentions: N/A]
[Tags: Open]

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It was gloomy, the soft rain fall gently falling around her. She had another one of those unnerving dreams, it had been so incredibly jarring, that she found herself standing outside the coffee shop she believed was in it. The building was unassuming, even under her critical piercing blue gaze. She furrowed her dark brows, huddling deeper into her oversized black hoodie. The shop sat sandwiched between two mundane boutiques, the neon sign flashing open in the cloudy window. Chewing the inside of her cheek, she took hesitant steps up to the door. The chime and soft welcome in from a nymph behind the counter greeted her.

She took a moment to stand in the door, observing her new surroundings. People always found her odd anyways so what would her behavior really matter. Soft jazz music played in hidden speakers, different creatures were scattered patrons in the shop. The lighting was warm, the varying furniture and spacious seating inviting in an eclectic charming sort of way. The soft chatter was just another layer of homey to the environment. Stepping up to the counter, she ordered a tea still taking in her surroundings. It was all familiar but all so foreign at the same time.

Taking her warm tea she found a spot to sit on a green velvet couch. The mix matched furniture was set in a semi circle, the warn coffee table in between it all tying it all together. She shifted un comfortably, the uneasy feeling of deja vu setting in.

Through the blurry lenses of a dream, she sat in a velvet loveseat. Surrounded by familiar faces, although she only knew the names of a few. She felt anxious, on edge. She knew it was an omen, that she was being told to come here, meet with these other demigods. It was the ominous voice that had shot her back into the waking world. The words “there will be six to save us or to doom us, when the monsters come, when the tides shall rise, our world will end, they shall rise” echoing in her mind.

Taking another deep breath, Lillina placed her clasped hands on her lap. Tapping her sneaker clad feet on the wooden floor and waited. Knowing that what drew her to this location would bring the others as well.

[Consulting_Angel]

Ophelia Astor
25 | Female | Child of Zeus
Location: Coffee Shop
Tagged: Lillian, Open

She drew her thick, dark grey coat closer around her as she approached the coffee shop - a familiar setting that she had seen the previous night. Was it a coincidence that she happened to dream of this place the night after she'd arrived in town? Or was it, as a more likely explanation, fate? She had almost wanted to ignore it, to move on to the next place and forget anything that had happened, but it had not been just some weird dream that even could be ignored. The familiar faces of the other demi-gods, most of whom she did not know their names, nor had she even met them before - it was just something she intrinsically knew - and the words that echoed in the back of her mind that she could not seem to shake, "There will be six to save us or to doom us, when the monsters come, when the tides shall rise, our world will end, they shall rise."
There was no escaping it, and Ophelia knew that there was something big awaiting her - awaiting all of those that would be meeting today, in this very coffee shop. But first, she'd have to actually enter it.

Even with the light rain, Ophelia found herself hesitating at the door. Would she find out what the dream was about? Or would she dare to defy fate?
Before she could make a decision, it almost felt like some force pushed her to open the door and step inside the coffee shop, and as she cast a gaze across the room, she spotted the familiar setting - a semi circle of furniture, and one person that she knew. So she hadn't been the only one. With no turning back - and the nymph behind the counter greeting her - Ophelia approached the counter to order a raspberry green tea. Once she had the drink, she carried it over to the meeting spot, where she sat down tentatively in a dark blue armchair, and slid the mug onto the coffee table in front of her.

"Lillian." Ophelia said, with a slight nod in greeting, acknowledging the other demi-god. It had been quite a while since she'd seen the other, but not so long that there'd been an awkward amount of no contact.

[ani314]

Nina Sorenson
25 | she/they | Child of Athena
Location: Boutique, Coffee Shop
Tagged: Ophelia, Lillian

Nina caught sight of Ophelia Astor's small figure, buried in a grey coat, through the window as she walked by the little boutique they were in. Nina checked her watch, nodded to herself, and grabbed the nearest trinket, which she took to the cash register. The clerk was friendly enough, and typically Nina would have taken a moment to chat a bit longer, but they were very distracted.

"Miss?"

"Hmm?" Nina turned back to face the clerk, snapped out of the foggy memory of last night's dream.

"Is that cash or card today?"

"Oh, yes, card, thank you."

"It's a pretty thing. For your grandma?"

"Oh, no, my fiancée."

"Oh, his grandma will love it."

Nina smiled, tight and annoyed, at the cashier. "Mm-hmm." They left in a hurry, confused by the interaction, and paused for a moment outside the door. What was all this grandma business? They opened up the brown bag to peer inside, past the tissue paper, and saw that they had purchased a lovely baby blue plate painted with the words, "World's Best Grandma." She winced a bit - that's what she got for being distracted - and decided she would visit the boutique on the other side to grab a gift for Casey later.

Now more frazzled than she would have preferred, Nina paused on the sidewalk, savoring the cool rain, and took a deep, steadying breath. It was probably nothing. Just a dream. A dream that a bunch of us had, and we'll get together and chat about how silly it is and be on our merry way. Definitely. A sharp exhale, and she stepped into the door.

"Morning, Ophelia! Morning, Lillian! Do you mind if I set this here with you? Great, thanks!" Not waiting for a reply, they set the brown gift bag on the worn coffee table, and scurried off to order a chai tea - "Add a shot of espresso, please? Thanks." She stood by the counter to wait, watching the nymph smoothly prepare her hot, extremely caffeinated beverage, and tried not to let her unease be too visible on her face.

[squash-soup]

Troy Williams-Herald
he/him | son of Hermes
Location: coffee shop
Tags: Lillian, Ophelia, Nina

Troy stared lifelessly down at the counter he was leaning against as he scrubbed a spot on the glass surface over and over again. He was lost in thought, daydreaming as he often did while bored at work. It was a slow day; the rain might drive customers in from the street to dry off, but mostly, it kept people at home. The shop was quiet except for the sound of low café music, soft chatter, and the infrequent ring of the bell above the door. He wasn't on register today, anyways - his coworker kindly offered to take over that task, knowing that Troy didn't love talking to people - so instead he was cleaning tables and doing dishes, but mostly just loitering behind the counter.

He had been distracted since that morning by a dream he'd had last night, unable to stop thinking about it. It felt almost like he hadn't woken up at all, and was still stuck in that dream, unaware that he was actually asleep in bed at home. Unlike the others - who had dreamt of a coffee shop they may or may not be familiar with - to Troy, it was a work dream. He had been in the middle of a boring shift just like this one, listening to the rain lightly fall outside, when words that didn't seem like his own thoughts echoed in his head. Something about monsters, doom, the end of the world. Something significant about the number six. He had woken up sweating, before shaking it off to get ready for the day. That was a strange nightmare.

He had a sense of deja vu now, as he stood behind the counter in the coffee shop, listening to the light rain outside - exactly where he had been in the dream. The words of the prophecy echoed in his mind, as best as he could remember them. He felt a weird sense that he was supposed to be here, at this particular time and place, for a purpose - and not just because he was on the clock. He was curious about figuring out their meaning, but he didn't feel very strongly that the words applied to him, and wasn't particularly inspired to answer their call. Just another weird dream.

"Troy?" He was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of his coworker's voice. He turned to the nymph at the register, who was smiling, but with a hint of concern on their face. "Are you okay? You were zoning out there."

Troy straightened his posture, realizing that he'd been slacking off. "Oh, no, I'm fine. Just distracted. It's kinda slow today."

The nymph nodded in sympathetic agreement, before turning to help the next customer who approached the register.

Troy gave a polite, awkward smile to the person standing by the counter, waiting for their drink. He figured he should actually try to do his job, so he did a quick walk around the café floor, washing stains off of empty tables, tossing abandoned coffee cups, and refilling sugar packets. He looked around the nearly empty shop. There were a few customers sitting alone, listening to music, reading a book, or working on laptops. He recognized a few familiar faces. Mostly just regular customers, but one of them was Lillian, who never came into the café - but everyone knew the daughter of Hades. A stranger sat in the armchair next to her - they must be new in town. Intrigued by the presence of other demigods, he wondered nosily what they were doing here. He had nothing better to do, so he stared down at a random table he was cleaning off, trying to look busy as he attempted to eavesdrop on their conversation.