[megathread] [story event] The First Deliberation

Loki was about to continue but he heard Freya hit the ground with her weapon. Grimacing he counted down from ten and was at four when he felt her grab his ear. "oiuch ouch ouch!" He spoke out as he was dragged away from Briareus and the others.Groaning in defeat as he was forced to sit down he mumbled. "You're so unfair Freya. I wanted to have some fun...I was behaving for 250 years...its a new record too." He moaned as he sounded defeated. His eyes in a puppy dog like form as he attempted to sway Freya to let him go.

He wasn't quite done with what he had planned yet. Hestia had actually walked up to him and even started yelling at him, which he thought was extremely cute. "She's a cutey, what's her name?" He looked toward Hestia. He knew her name, but he was making conversation with Freya.

@Freya

 

A disgruntled sound was made as Nyx responded in a rather detached manner. “That’s crocodile to you.” Disappointment briefly flashed in his eyes as he was unable to provoke the Greek deity from acting out in a more… splendid fashion. After all, it was quite a show to see the goddess in a full spitting rage. He’d leave that for another time however since further prodding might result in his own reprimand by powers that actually mattered.

His attention now drawn over to Norse family’s problem child, he’d lazily waggle a finger towards Loki in order to beckon the god to come over. Having grown comfy on his makeshift throne, moving simply wasn’t an option. The deity’s vibrant emerald eyes glistened with a hint of mischief, carrying an intent that the other god was all too familiar with.

@Loki

Note: Sorry Freya! I'm stealing him if he doesn't mind!

 

The faintest sign of a grimace could be seen upon Nyx's pale visage, slightly annoyed at the sudden outburst on Freya's end, and also at Loki's exclamation against the Greeks, though, she really couldn't blame the man for saying what he did. The Greek Pantheon had a long history war, deceit, betrayal and the like. It was quite the track record, to say the least. She took another sip of wine before looking to Briareus, beckoning him over with a finger for him to come closer. "I know that you and I are at odd ends of sorts... but if you do happen to know what happened... why not tell me? The sooner I know how it all went, the sooner I may take leave of this silly little drama..."

Whether Briareus did as she asked or not was not truly her concern. She was namely concerned about whether or not Zeus was deserving of the punishment that may be lay down upon him or not. While she may not much care for the man and his grandstanding arrogance, she would not have him punished for something if it was not entirely of his doing. Though, it was still quite an ordeal for a god to break the laws in which they had all agreed upon. Then again, she had to consider that if it were one of her own children she had birthed, or perhaps if she had established a Familia of her own, she might have very well done the same.

Another chuckle slipped past her lips as Sobek responded back, rather disappointed it seems that he couldn't provoke her to lose her temper. It was always amusing to watch a young god attempt to show off their arrogance in such pointless manner.

@Briareus

 

Oh he liked this too much, this egyptian god was speaking his language. Giggling lightly, Loki freed himself of Freya's grip. Humming and swaying as he walked toward the male, Loki chuckled more. This guy was intriguing, there was more mischief to make it seemed. Finally joining the male, Loki chuckled and spoke slightly, "Mmm so first tell me that cutey's name. The one that yelled at me. My heart is all putter putter at her now." Loki wasn't totally serious but he had to convey that these two were talking normal stuff for now. At least till the meeting started.

@Sobek

 

"Ah the noble Valkyrie, how they glare at me so..."


At the growing mass before her, Hel sighed heavily. A recent arrival to this world in particular, Hel had little clue as to what was going on. What she did however painfully know was that the new mass of 'refugees' that had landed upon her kingdom had created something of an administrative nightmare. More subjects for her, yes, but with lives cut all too short and not unlike a massive shipment of fruit that would never reach the ripeness suitable for a proper harvest. A sad and wasteful situation and a headache all the more.

Hel had assumed she would be amidst a large number of unfamiliar faces, but with a sinking stomach was quick to note two such figures she would already rather not meet: Her father Loki, and Freya, something of a rival that had never quite noticed her. Hel ventured to suppress a gag before averting her eyes.

As her gazed wandered it fell upon a curiously serene living statue. His body was arrayed like that of a war-thing but from the the arrangements of the strange material'd plates she could only picture the layers upon a thatch roof of a home. Hel furrowed her brows before returning to something of a more pristine hauteur. She decided to approach the man.

"I had been told that this deliberation would provide the answers I seek to a sudden influx upon my persons of Niflheim. Tell me, Sir Battlehouse, what occurs here on this day and why will none rise to hear my complaint?"

@Bishamonten

 

Hades had spent quite a long time sitting back and away from the fray of people's flailing and wailing emotions. Her stoic demeanor the same as ever, frigidity practically billowing off of her that would make Skadi seem warm. It was an emotional cold, devoid of empathy or sympathy for her brother or other people causing trouble. Initially she'd only wanted to see things play out, unlike some of the other gods she found separations by pantheon to be useless, the world was vast and just finding out that there were other Hells and Underworlds was startling enough for Hades' outlook on this matter to change a little. Constantly taking the berating words or accusations though would only damage her reputation and image; Image and reputation that she was finding was valuable to some extent forcing her to finally speak up.

"What should it matter who Zeus is, his origins or identity? These have nothing to do with a harsher reality; He might be the one on trial, but we are all equally capable of committing this same crime." She explained reaching for her tea, her blank empty gaze lifting to the crowd as she continued in her usual monotonous droning voice. "Do we not all have divine powers? We all find value in something on the rock we've all come down to or else familias would have been a waste of our time. Let the first person who proudly declares that they would never use their powers to protect their interests and I'll be able to point out the first liar." Hades offered feeling that if it had been someone else in a different situation they would also have used divine powers. "This is not only a question of guilty or not guilty, but also a question of 'who is next' and 'how much will they also suffer if guilty, if not guilty'. Our decision now will set precedence, being harsh now merely because you feel you like pushing others down is grand, but those stones you're throwing will also be used to smash your foot when it's your turn... And I can say with certainty even if it is his turn now, there's a difference in our respective 'self-control'."

@Loki @Briareus @Hestia @Nyx

 

@Hel

Bishamonten turned his head to the goddess that spoke to him, an eyebrow raised. "Sir Battlehouse?" he echoed, "Hm, never got called that before." He turned his head back so that he was staring forward. "Well, we're all here to decide Zeus' fate. He apparently used his power for...something. I'm not too sure what." His face was grim as he spoke his next line. "He literally caused quite a storm and many lives were lost in it. The Tower of Babel's lower floors is in shambles because of it."

He closed his eyes, as if pained. "I went to see the destruction when I heard the news. It was...not a pleasant sight." He turned to look at Hel. "So perhaps that's why you have new souls coming into your domain, because of the storm and the partial collapse of the tower..." Of course, he could only guess, but who was he to judge?

 

@Bishamonten

"Death rarely is a pleasant thing but this particular flavor to me feels to be a foreign and bitter sort. I do not like it."

Hel paused as Hades, the newest addition to the ever-growing informal debate, seemed to briefly take charge of things. She felt a certain kinship to her nature, but her practice felt as foreign as the rest.

"Tell me, Sir Bisha...Bizsh....."

*Hel frowned imperiously before hiding her blooming embarrassment behind a cough*

"Tell me, is a God killing their followers a commonality amongst other pantheoni? It seems a barbaric sort of play."

 

“Hmm?” Sobek’s eyes turned towards the half pint before shifting back to the trickster. Catching on to the general drift of things, he’d answer the question in a frank, rather of fact manner. “Didn’t realize your strike zone had broadened a bit… The little mouse is Hestia, Zeus’ sister.”

For the first time since arriving, that lazy excuse of a crocodile actually moved a little from his current position. Making room for Loki on the sofa, he’d wait for the god to take a seat before leaning in to whisper. Occasionally reaching to the side for a bit more mutton and wine, he’d resume whatever conversation they were having.

@Loki

Note: Whispers are being taken to private messages... no homo.

 

@Hel

"It most certainly isn't. But that is simply what life is and one should enjoy it to the fullest," Bishamonten said, turning his head and raising an eyebrow again at Hel, "Bishamonten. Bishamonten is my name."

He sighed at her last comment. "I don't think Zeus meant to kill his followers, in my opinion. No god is that irresponsible to just casually throw their lives away if they have a familia to look after." I certainly wouldn't, he thought to himself.

 

"oh ho. Now that is some nice meaty news." Loki had replied to Sobek. His target had slightly widened but not by too much. In fact, Loki was still intent on his Norse girls, but some of the greek and others had a nice body. Besides he could ruin that one and make Zeus annoyed at the same time. But...maybe he'd get to know Hestia before going to the park with her. Once he and Sobek had struck up a conversation with whispers, Loki's attention was fully upon it. He wasn't making Mischief, at least he wouldn't till Odin was there.

The win was good and the mutton even better. he'd have to gety to know which familia had prepared this meat. Or maybe it was the Guild, he couldn't tell. He only knew he liked it.

@Sobek

 

With the persistent pressuring from his estranged aunty, the titan grew into an even worse nervous wreck. He wasn’t able to handle the spotlight. Between being addressed by all these deities he had barely recognized (if at all) and the constant questioning, it was safe to say that the situation clearly went beyond his social capabilities.

Rather than stepping up to the occasion (which Nyx should realize was most likely impossible), he’d make a pathetic attempt to scurry behind the tinier Hestia who had previously hidden behind him. It was a silly spectacle to say the least. Not responding to any further influences, he’d eventually let out a sigh of relief as Hades began to speak. Despite his initial anxiety regarding the goddess (and for good reason of course), it appeared as thought she had found some claim in this affair to lay stake to.

@Hestia

Note: Lol...

 

@Briareus

Hestia couldn't help but jolt in surprise when the titan scurried over to her and began to hide behind her. She turned to look at him with a calm smile on her face. "Don't worry, things should be alright." At least, that was what she hoped. She wasn't too sure herself, but she had to look on the bright side of things a little, right?

 

Nyx merely gave another chuckle as Briareus shrunk behind Hestia, as though such a childish notion would truly hide the Titan from her. Well no matter. She would simply indulge in the attempted nonsense before herself that was supposed to be a discussion as to what had happened and how they would proceed to deal with Zeus. She hadn't truly bothered in giving any actual thought to the matter, until a fellow dark god spoke up. Hades, Mistress of the Underworld. Her voice was monotonous to listen to, but her words did in fact hold weight to them as she spoke of how it did not matter of what Zeus did, for it was something that all of the gods were easily capable of, regardless of the circumstances. The specter-like goddess turned her wine glass about within her palm, swirling the red wine about as she smiled at Hades' words. For a brief moment, the others gods would be able to see a flicker of her piercing blue eyes from beneath the hood of her shadowy veil.

"Mmm...those are some very fine points, Lady Hades. You speak a truth that we should know all too well. Even I hold these facts in my mind all too clearly...that said..."

Nyx finished off the rest of her wine before setting the glass down upon a small table beside her, blue eyes addressing all of the gods before her. "The fact of that matter is that many lives outside of the dungeon have been lost. Ouranos seeks a conclusion where this sort of thing will never happen again. And as much as I support the notion, there is no way of knowing that his method of choice will truly be just. That is the only reason why I am even here to begin with, if I may say so. It is my belief that all children are treated with equal favor, and equal punishment. I have already decided upon my decision in this matter. If I may be so bold... I am curious to know where the rest of you stand?"

@Hades

 

Hera was not having a good day, anyone with eyes could see her sour face from a mile away. When she got to the Hall of Gods, she ignored all the divine figures that were present and headed right for Ouranos, “who are you to imprison someone’s husband? He’s a god too, you know? To think you lord over him as if he was some kind of mortal. This is how gods’ authority are undermined. YOU teach little humans that they should treat gods as their peers? I am NOT having that?” Hera’s hands were on her hips, her face completely flustered with rage. After she spit her message at her grandfather, she snatched a glass of wine and downed it all in a single gulp before storming away, refusing to give the old man a chance to speak.


“Gahk! Sorry…” Hera quickly apologized when she bumped into a smaller girl, whom she quickly realized was @Hestia. “Are you on that foogy’s side? You need to shape up and get your brother out of that prison, this is a disgrace to our family!” Hera commented in a melodramatic tone.

 

@Hera

Hestia squeaked when Hera just bumped into her, completely livid. "I- Well- I..." She couldn't help but stutter in the face of the goddess' wrath. "I want my brother safe too," she said quietly, "I'm just...not sure how to go about with how. But we do need to discuss what we should do about using our powers. Not sure if anyone has any ideas yet..."

 

“Yare yare daze. . .~” Susano’o listened to the yelling from across the table. Bringing his hand to a close, he’d stop his winds. Leaning back into his chair with a smile on his face, his head swished back and forth. Listening to the constant bickering between deities. Oh, it was quite a good show it was. Reaching into his kimono to withdraw his fan, Susano’o would sit in silence; fanning himself as he watched them.


It was strange, how could one turn their backs on another so easily. Deities were quite interesting themselves. Oh, well, it was quality entertainment watching them. Maybe he’ll interject when things are really heating up. A playful grin etched upon his face. The thin god, resting his chin within his free palm. Truly, Susano'o believed Zeus should be punished. Yet, if he were to say such a thing it'd be easy to point fingers at him. Just because he's from another pantheon, it'd be easy to judge his opinion.

 

Osiris skirted the Hall, taking notes of the on-going conversations that went on in smaller groups. It seemed that people were very divided on the issue. Although Hera audibly sided against her husband’s jailing, she is missing the issue that everyone seemed to be focusing on. It was the first time they had had such clear violation of the laws they first set. First, do not go into the dungeon. And second, do not use your divine power, ever. As much as he would like to comment on the issue, it was a good chance to identify who was on his side and isn’t.


His wandering eventually led him to the little circle comprised of Loki and Sobek. It seemed that Hera was venting to Hestia over something, which was great as it gave him a chance to get into the conversation with the guys. “Leaving aside this business about divine powers, is it just me or did the old guy picked a particularly opportune time to announce his left and right hands? I mean, everyone’s really into this talk, but it does appear that he might be using it as a pretense to set up a little ruling class here, huh?”

@Sobek @Loki

 

Their whispers now finished, the orange haired deity reverted back to his lazy position atop the arm rest of his sofa. A curious look was given as he’d tilt his head up in order to view the owner of the voice addressing the pair. “Hey, hey! What’s good, Osiris?” The crocodile shuffled over a second time, sacrificing a bit more of his precious space in order to make room for his dear brother. It was a miracle to say the least. “Come now, sit!”

Regardless of whether the Egyptian deity accepted his offer, the crocodile would send a darting glance about the room before nodding once with great brevity. “Yeah, this place reeks… and it ain’t the Nile. Any word on who he chose? It’d be nice to make sure our side had a… hand in affairs, if you know what I mean.” It was a terrible, but necessary pun.

@Osiris

 

@Bishamonten

"Well said, Bishy...mountain..."

Once again, Hel flubbed the name like a child's attempt at a tongue twister.

"On your second point, I most certainly agree as well. It is good to know that I am not the only such person in possession of the common sense."

Hel mulled over the growing deliberation. This Nyx was an interesting one who seemed to have much of the knowledge Hel felt herself currently lacking. A twinge of jealously tugged at her heart but she let it subside. Hel would simply do what Hel can do. At the moment, she was well enough content to speak with a man of grand character and in so odd a form.

"On such a note, tell me, how would you judge such an apparent crime, if you were the sole chooser of this one Zeus' fate?"