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Oct 08, 2009 21:29

Characters: Zeus & Dionysus
Date/Time: Late night, October 8
Location: Greece
Rating: R
Warnings: Drug Used, Language, Drag Queens, Sexual Themes
Summary: Zeus and Dion live it up before getting back to business.

( Dude looks like a lady~ )

dionysus, zeus

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giftofmadness October 9 2009, 04:23:00 UTC

Dionyus was looking fabulous with a capital F. The whole cross dressing business was not something he was new to. For years, no, centuries back when he was a god, he would party in robes that made even females jealous. Modern women were likely to feel the same way. Like Zeus, Dionysus had picked out a wig. He went with a long, blond wig that was made out of human hair and it was styled straight with light bangs. On each ear he had a pair of white-gold earrings that had blue gems on him. The gems were almost as bright as his eyes ( ... )

omg.. sorry zooos October 9 2009, 06:04:51 UTC

Zeus furrowed his eyebrows and resisted the urge to lecture Dionysus on making deals with mortals. Immortals were above human rules-Hera was one thing, but to bend at the request of a human female. Ariadne was on his hit list, he'd make her suffer in some way; he hadn't whispered a word of his plans to his son. “Tonight you're not Dionysus, pussy whipped and moral.” He demonstrated his sinister woman-like grin, rather than an expression of disgust at the idea of monogamy ( ... )

omg..BURN giftofmadness October 9 2009, 16:42:13 UTC

It was a good thing that Dionysus was oblivious to his father's plans with Ariadne, his wife, or else he wouldn't be so enthusiastic about helping him. Unlike the rest of the Olympic gods, Dionysus was partially conceived by a mortal woman so he was more open minded when it came to mortals. He frowned a little bit at his father's words. "The great lord Dionysus is not pussy whipped by anyone." He said with a rather feminine huff and he tossed his hair over his shoulder ( ... )

zooos October 9 2009, 18:19:11 UTC

Inside Zeus was roaring with laughter; at the same time, Dion was sending tingles down his spine. Despite all of the excitement, he was well trained in keeping a straight face in these types of situations. For the driver who whipped onto the street he giggled coyly, and in the moment that followed his lips had found his sons. His laughter had been replaced with hunger ( ... )

giftofmadness October 10 2009, 23:25:42 UTC

Dionysus would possibly be okay if it came to that. It wasn't so much the murdering of an innocent person that would bother him, as much as it would be breaking a vow. Right now his eye wasn't wandering, at least not in his mind, instead he was putting on an act. He was performing live theater. Theater was a part of who he was, it was something he reigned over back home ( ... )

zooos October 11 2009, 05:59:01 UTC

Zeus clapped his hands over his tucked organs and curled up against the backseat. His expression was twisted and real tears fell from his eyes. What the hell happened? Was it Dion's hand, or his elbow? Maybe it was the purse, or perhaps he did it himself. One moment he was enjoying kissing his son and the next his penis and balls were slammed into, and the poor thing s were already tucked so tightly. How was this kind of pain even possible? Would he never use his penis again ( ... )

giftofmadness October 11 2009, 19:33:11 UTC

Poor Zeus, it was Dionysus' elbow that did him in. When the car jerked to a halt, his elbow was flung forward and it connected with Zeus' bits and pieces. Dionysus was by no means a beast physically, but when he had that much momentum on his side, it was going to hurt. He gasped when he saw the look of pain his father.

"Father!"

He rested an arm around Zeus' shoulder and kept him close. A very, very nasty glare was shot at the cab driver. How dare he be so reckless and injure his father. Shooting the man was not going to be enough. Dionysus wanted him to suffer like his father was suffering. A devious, malicious little grin started to spill across his lips. When the two of them got out of the car, they would have fun with the taxi driver.

zooos October 13 2009, 01:14:41 UTC

Dion was such a sweet boy, Zeus never felt anything but comfortable with his son; besides his plans for Ariadne there wasn't much he wouldn't share with the kid. His hands were joined over the purse on his lap and the rest of his body was leaning into his son, who thankfully had strong arms. because he was not really a woman. His whole body shivered with anticipation, all he wanted to do was shoot that mother fucker who couldn't drive his car properly (forget that it was his fault the cab driver had an accident).

Had Zeus any knowledge of what his son was planning for the driver, he'd be even more impatient. How irritating it was to have to make sure no one could see this man being murdered. He was King of Olympus, hiding was obsolete. Thinking of his mortal life as a experience to gain knowledge was all the kept him sane. After a few minutes of observing the city outside of the taxi, he instructed the driver where to stop in a curtly manner ( ... )

giftofmadness October 13 2009, 17:42:40 UTC

The driver's eyes widened in the rear view mirror. Dionysus clapped his hands together, looking like an excited school girl. It had been far too long since he had been allowed to play with someone. The great thing was; if anyone had seen them enter the taxi, they'd seen them enter as two well disguised women ( ... )

zooos October 14 2009, 19:19:43 UTC

When Dion asked the driver to exit the car Zeus was surprised, but he wouldn't show it. Instead he kept the gun fixed on the man and followed the other two out of the car. All he could afford was a small chuckle at the drivers comment--if he only knew! He rested his back against the cab and watched as his son tortured the pitiful man. A hint of a smirk played on his lips; it wasn't until Dion ordered the man to swallow his tongue, that all of his bright teeth shined under the moonlight ( ... )

giftofmadness October 16 2009, 18:08:26 UTC

"Mr. Lambourne, silly Mr.Lambourne. So careless with daddy and now Ms. Lambourne is going to find him all dressed up in scars with no where to go but the Underworld." There was a picture of the driver and a woman in his wallet, the two of them looked so happy together. Dionysus assumed that was his wife but it could have been his sister for all he knew ( ... )

zooos October 18 2009, 18:34:57 UTC

Admittedly, he relished in carving up the man's back, the blood was still fresh, warm, and slipped pleasantly through his fingers. Not once did Zeus flinch during the engraving-his only negative energy stemmed from his still, seething anger from the cab drivers previous transgression. He took a swig from the flask in his purse, before tossing the container to Dionysus ( ... )

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