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Petty Revenge

Dec 13, 2005 15:31

Stupid cow wishes to work with Ares to thwart my retrieving my daughter. Well once her oversized godly ass is out of the picture he will be far easier to control. I can easily deal with him having his own agenda but her having a third one on top of it is difficult to juggle. Let's pare down the players here and get to the nitty gritty ( Read more... )

wonder woman, circe, aphrodite

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jla_olympus December 13 2005, 12:50:39 UTC

The stones return to their former position. "What's the matter, Circe?" drawls a voice from behind her. "Ares no longer able to get it up for you, so you have to tear other things down?"

jla_extras December 13 2005, 12:58:44 UTC

"What better way to get your attention cow? This place is a ruin anyway, you should take better care of your places of power."

jla_olympus December 13 2005, 13:01:18 UTC

Aphrodite tosses her hair back, her chin tilting up as she laughs. "My power is couched in more places than here. In more places than you could ever dream of, witch." She smirks. "Even clumsy coupling such as yours can do me honor ... keep practicing, darling. One of these centuries you're bound to get better."

jla_extras December 13 2005, 13:08:27 UTC

"And what pretty fairy tale did Ares spin for you to try and get your aid with the Amazons? I'm not thick enough to believe he isn't playing both sides of the fence here."

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jla_extras December 13 2005, 17:32:24 UTC

She laughs even as the thorns tear into her, it is an ugly laugh of triumph.

"You touch the mother with your anger Aphrodite! And the child of the mother will imprison you until you rot into wrinkles and grey hair!" The spell is triggered and Gaia awakes to deal with the one who ravages her with anger.

jla_olympus December 13 2005, 17:45:41 UTC

"What?" Aphrodite stares in shock, then screams as the earth beneath her quivers and turns to mud. "Oh, eeew!" Her feet are held fast, despite her struggles, and the dark, clinging mud begins to rise up her legs, coating her body from head to toe, until what finally stands there is, to all appearances, an earthenware statue of the goddess of love.

jla_extras December 13 2005, 17:59:17 UTC

Circe tears her way out of the thorns and clinging branches.

"How fitting. In your loving mother's embrace you will linger." With a laugh she teleports away to her home to recover before she goes to see Luthor.