Styx
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The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference || #GreekMythosRP || Admin is 25+ MDNI
Styx chuckles to herself and returns back to her home.
January 5, 2025 at 8:16 AM
Styx chuckles to herself and returns back to her home.
"I think it's best you go and talk to her."
January 5, 2025 at 8:09 AM
"I think it's best you go and talk to her."
She is starting to find him amusing.
"Of course you do."
"Of course you do."
January 5, 2025 at 8:01 AM
She is starting to find him amusing.
"Of course you do."
"Of course you do."
"You hate her right now, don't you."
She is using her influence on him.
She is using her influence on him.
January 5, 2025 at 7:59 AM
"You hate her right now, don't you."
She is using her influence on him.
She is using her influence on him.
"You're angry with her, aren't you?"
She is smirking.
She is smirking.
January 5, 2025 at 7:56 AM
"You're angry with her, aren't you?"
She is smirking.
She is smirking.
"But you felt them, didn't you?"
January 5, 2025 at 7:54 AM
"But you felt them, didn't you?"
"Are you saying that my daughter is unimportant?"
January 5, 2025 at 7:53 AM
"Are you saying that my daughter is unimportant?"
"My daughter told me what transpired..."
January 5, 2025 at 7:34 AM
"My daughter told me what transpired..."
"Athena did not bust open my door."
January 5, 2025 at 7:33 AM
"Athena did not bust open my door."
"My door still does not shut properly."
January 5, 2025 at 7:31 AM
"My door still does not shut properly."
"Remember when YOU BROKE DOWN MY DOOR?"
January 5, 2025 at 7:29 AM
"Remember when YOU BROKE DOWN MY DOOR?"
"I grow weary of your games, Ares."
January 5, 2025 at 7:06 AM
"I grow weary of your games, Ares."
She crossed her arms and tapped her foot looking quite a bit like her daughter.
"Well?"
"Well?"
January 5, 2025 at 6:28 AM
She crossed her arms and tapped her foot looking quite a bit like her daughter.
"Well?"
"Well?"
"That it is, Young Deimos."
She smiled and stood pulling another tray of cookies from the oven.
She smiled and stood pulling another tray of cookies from the oven.
January 4, 2025 at 7:12 AM
"That it is, Young Deimos."
She smiled and stood pulling another tray of cookies from the oven.
She smiled and stood pulling another tray of cookies from the oven.
"You do things for your children that will make their lives better, even if they hate you for it."
She returned the cookie to her mouth.
She returned the cookie to her mouth.
January 4, 2025 at 6:50 AM
"You do things for your children that will make their lives better, even if they hate you for it."
She returned the cookie to her mouth.
She returned the cookie to her mouth.
She looks at the godling and places her cookie down.
"I love my daughter as only a mother can, but we had a falling out years ago she still has not forgiven me for."
"I love my daughter as only a mother can, but we had a falling out years ago she still has not forgiven me for."
January 4, 2025 at 6:39 AM
She looks at the godling and places her cookie down.
"I love my daughter as only a mother can, but we had a falling out years ago she still has not forgiven me for."
"I love my daughter as only a mother can, but we had a falling out years ago she still has not forgiven me for."
The personification of hate paused in her eating of her third cookie.
"You may ask, I can choose not to answer."
"You may ask, I can choose not to answer."
January 4, 2025 at 6:34 AM
The personification of hate paused in her eating of her third cookie.
"You may ask, I can choose not to answer."
"You may ask, I can choose not to answer."
The woman thinks for a moment.
"Too bad, I truly like that child."
She looks to Deimos and a small smirk crosses her feature, as if she is trying to smile but can't quite form one.
"Are you enjoying your cookies?"
"Too bad, I truly like that child."
She looks to Deimos and a small smirk crosses her feature, as if she is trying to smile but can't quite form one.
"Are you enjoying your cookies?"
January 4, 2025 at 6:17 AM
The woman thinks for a moment.
"Too bad, I truly like that child."
She looks to Deimos and a small smirk crosses her feature, as if she is trying to smile but can't quite form one.
"Are you enjoying your cookies?"
"Too bad, I truly like that child."
She looks to Deimos and a small smirk crosses her feature, as if she is trying to smile but can't quite form one.
"Are you enjoying your cookies?"
"Have you met with my daughter, Hekate yet?"
She asked as she sat the milk before him grabbing another cookie for herself.
She asked as she sat the milk before him grabbing another cookie for herself.
January 4, 2025 at 6:10 AM
"Have you met with my daughter, Hekate yet?"
She asked as she sat the milk before him grabbing another cookie for herself.
She asked as she sat the milk before him grabbing another cookie for herself.
"Love is for the weak, and marriage is for fools."
She stands and walks to a pitcher pouring him some cold milk.
She stands and walks to a pitcher pouring him some cold milk.
January 4, 2025 at 12:39 AM
"Love is for the weak, and marriage is for fools."
She stands and walks to a pitcher pouring him some cold milk.
She stands and walks to a pitcher pouring him some cold milk.
The cookies are chocolate chip, and taste like they were just taken from the oven.
“Neither does my bastard daughter, nor I.”
“Neither does my bastard daughter, nor I.”
January 3, 2025 at 6:40 PM
The cookies are chocolate chip, and taste like they were just taken from the oven.
“Neither does my bastard daughter, nor I.”
“Neither does my bastard daughter, nor I.”