Kali Morth

goddessoftheheart asked: OOC: I don't want to sound pushy or anything, like if you're busy or something, but are you going to get to the Ares/Aphrodite para soon?

//hey love, yeah— sorry. I actually just messaged the main rp account because I’m going out of state for a while and won’t have internet access. This past week’s been crazy with packing, etc. But I’ll be back the 29th, and full of para’s. Thanks for being patient. :)

ps. totally meant to answer this privately. My b.

Name: Rowan

Nicknames: Aw crap— I’ve got like 17. Lilah, Aran, Meera, Scarlet, Little Dragon, Potato, Rain, Liquid Venom, That Alcoholic Over There, & That Girl With The Extremely Strange Sense Of Humor No One Gets (to name a few)

Age: 27 (yes, I’m that much older than most of you. Please don’t shun me.)

Characters you RP: Nemesis, Ares, Hephaestus, Kali Morth, Owen Mara & Aiden Doyle (though I just put Owen & Kali on hiatus)

How long you’ve been RPing: a whhiiiiiiiiiille

Favorite fandom to RP for: Hmm, I rp’d in a Sucker Punch rpg once that was bad ass. Also a Twisted Tales one that was set in Wonderland. Both were a ton of fun.

Are you okay with NSFW RPing?: Yep.

Where else do you RP?: Right now just Nightworld— the other rpg that May helps admin.

(Source: doctorofdoom, via angeliethedemigod)

Anonymous asked: Who are your four closest girl friends at camp?

Just Ravana. 

For some reason there aren’t many at camp who are comfortable around me. I can’t fathom why.

fromtartarus:

owlinayankeescap:

”So, I know it’s suicide to accuse a god without undeniable proof, but it’s hard to believe that Apollo has no involvement in this. Does anyone have any idea why he’d do something like this? He was somewhat involved in the Trojan War, but…”

APOLLO was irritated that they thought he was behind it. He had to use the weapons in his repertoire, but as a last act he could at least throw them off his scent. Below the sound of human hearing, he played music, so sweet and low, that it would lull them to sleep as they tried to cross the thresh-hold. It was a very Hypnos trait. It was also his last effort; if they passed that, they’d be there. So he left and went to brood, considering his options if they did discover his secrets.

As the group progressed, Kali watched, half incorporeal, from the shadows. She kept her eyes on the darkness ahead, wary for what she was sure would turn out to be another attempt by Apollo to slow their explorations. A discussion sprang up about what the gods motives might be, but Kali didn’t join in. She tried to tune out their voices and focused on her own thoughts. In her head, she was moving pieces on a chess board again. 

Perhaps this is why she didn’t notice anything amiss until she heard a dull thud echo in the tunnel behind her. Slipping out of the shadows she turned, and saw that Hunter had slumped to the ground, unconscious. She’d heard his body hit the dirt. As campers turned at her sudden appearance and the sound of Hunter’s collapse she realized— he wasn’t unconscious. He was asleep.

Oneiros did sometimes suffer from narcolepsy, but Hunter wasn’t one of them. He had insomnia. There was no natural reason for him to randomly fall asleep in an otherwise anxious situation. Unless… she looked around at the rest of the group. No one else showed signs of passing out, yet, but she had a suspicion that wouldn’t last long.

Kali had been wary for another attack; she’d tuned out all the various voices to focus inward. She’d been watching, but she hadn’t been listening. A kers senses were hyper sensitive; she could see, smell, feel, and most importantly, hear, things a human couldn’t. She focused on that sense now, closing her eyes and listening as hard as she could. 

At the very edges of her awareness, far below what a normal human would be able to register, she could hear it— music. Faint, soft, haunting… She clapped her hands to her ears before she finished processing the thought. No one else seemed aware of what was going on, they were all concerned with Hunter.

“Cover your ears,” she barked, “He didn’t pass out. There’s music.” 

Still using her enhanced Ker senses she looked ahead. She could just make out what looked like light further down the tunnel. “We’re almost out, leave him. We have to come back this way anyway.” 

percyjackson-ooc:

http://housecentipede.net/

THERE IS A WEBSITE. FOR THAT CREEPY ASS BUG.

THANK YOU. GOOD NIGHT.

//WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME. WE CAN NO LONGER BE FRIENDS. I WISH YOU MANY INSTANCES OF IRRITATING WAITRESSES AND PEOPLE WHO TALK AT THE THEATRE.