It's been well over a week since the game started, and Goldy is still masquerading as Snow White. Black wig, pale skin, ruby red lips, blah blah blah, plus a pair of glasses. As an unlikely disguise it seems to be working so far; as a look it is definitely getting old for her. To her credit though, she doesn't show any outward annoyance over it ( Read more... )

[ooc: Locked to Ouranos' canonmates. Feel free to tag with reactions about the storm, though!]

The weather outside of Milliways is changing.

Clouds are rolling in from the north -- black, menacing, angry clouds -- and they're not alone.

Something has happened. Something wrong, upsetting, infuriating, and Ouranos couldn't -- can't! -- do a damn thing ( Read more... )

[OOM: " There may be some doubt as to who are the best people to have children, but there can be no doubt that parents are the worst."
-William Morris.]

(( OOM. Goldy learns not to fuck with the gods.))

Eros is in the bar ( Read more... )

[OOM: Two days past, Hephaestos makes dinner...]The door opens ( Read more... )

“Patience is waiting. Not passively waiting. That is laziness. But to keep going when the going is hard and slow - that is patience ( Read more... )

For the first time in a while, Raguel has a stack of papers with him. Various folders are laid out on a table, records pulled from aging file cabinets and the occasional dot-matrix printout. He knows that people work in here. He's seen it happen ( Read more... )

(( OOM. At another one of his bachelor pads, Eros and Goldy stop having sex for ten minutes. Millitimed to October 2nd.))

Busy bar. Good ( Read more... )