And My Echo Ring

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morrigan-tfd replied to your quote: morrigan-tfd replied to your post: So precious.... Aw bless. x3. Though Morrigan meant every word of it, :’v. She’s not one to give empty compliments.

The enormity of that statement has shocked Echo some more. 8v Echo doesn't get a lot of compliments - especially not from other women. .v.; So she's all giggly. Likeaschoolgirl.

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morrigan-tfd replied to your post: So precious. ♥.

Sheisblushingsomuch. xD <3

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Good day young lady, I don't believe we've met. Morrigan. Apologies for the intrusion, but I am here with a task. -Gently pats Echo upon the cheek- You have a very sweet face, one that many would fall over one another for. -Sighs softly then waves- Toodles, perhaps I shall see you around.

-looks up from her folded script eyes widening.- Oh...oh goodness, you're a very pretty woman and you're talking to me. Yes, may I help--ahhh? -jaw drops.- Morrigan? Oh my gods I've never met a god outside of the Gre-- -shuts mouth, eyes wide and disbelieving at the compliment, blush covering her cheeks.- ...thank you. -waves weakly, nodding and speechless.-

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hathor-tfd replied to your quote: hathor-tfd replied to your quote: hathor-tfd... They’re not knocked out or anything 8v think of it as like, they’re drunk, and having le sex with gods.

...Drugged, drunk sex. 8|

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BUT I WANNA HAVE MORE POWERRRRRRS. Well go get a human sacrifice then. No seriously. These Gods are basically whinny spoiled bitches who need love and attention and, above all, worshiping. Being offered human, animal and just sacrifices in general, people giving away their virginity to them, parties, events, songs dedicated to them. All of these things feed them and make them more powerful. So, if these happen, you can totally go wild with your Gods’ powers for a day or two. BUT, these offerings must be made willingly by humans, ‘kay? ‘Kay then.

ThepartI'mconcernedwith.

ConcerningtheSun.

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hathor-tfd replied to your quote: hathor-tfd replied to your quote: hathor-tfd... 8V Sex can. and with people spilling blood, i don’t see why not. sometimes they die in their homes, they’ve had a death once at the club but Hathor doesn’t want to go through that again. so they go home. and deal with the after effects.

I'm just wondering 'cause drugs. Does that make the sacrifices willing? 8|

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hathor-tfd replied to your quote: hathor-tfd replied to your post whatchumean Drugs, homie~ usually people get invited back to hang with her on the weekends, which evolves into them drinking from her lounge which is laced with fun things and then an orgy usually breaks out as well as blood-letting.

...can those actually count as sacrifices? 8|

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hathor-tfd replied to your post whatchumean

Like.

With the humans.

How's it work.

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You say they don't remember what'cha meaaaan.

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He nodded solemnly. "I understand." Slowly standing, he drew Echo up with him. "I'll be back tomorrow. I promise. Sleep well, alright?" Still concerned, still worried, but he wouldn't push her, not when she was recovering.

She grinned up at him, tired but more like herself, before leaning up and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek, pulling away again. "Go see your girlfriend~. I'll go to sleep and dream of lovely things. Like horses. And trees." And flowers. But only specific flowers.

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hathor-tfd replied to your quote: hathor-tfd replied to your post: How Interesting... RIGHT. ;A; BECAUSE. RIGHT. -PETS ECHO-

ALL WILL BE RIGHT. 8'V

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hathor-tfd replied to your post: How Interesting /CASUALLY SOBBING AND SHOVING CRONUS OFF A CLIFF svetovid-tfd replied to your post: How Interesting 8| ahahaaa Cass will beat the shit out o Cronusss

DON'T WORRY, WE KNOW HE WON'T BE A DOUCHE FOREVER. 8V Right?

8'v fffhhh that'ssosweettho.

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How Interesting

Sitting on the floor, hands pressed to her scalp and back against a corner, she watched through tangled curls as the man she was currently dating – not a nice man, not a nice man at all, too bad even for her own tastes – paced through the room, looking over at her once in a while before sneering and turning away.

She didn’t like him right now.

“So that’s who you are,” he said, voice deep and smooth and like crushed velvet. It ran over her skin the wrong way, sending goosebumps down her spine and making her want to contort in her own skin. “Gods I should have known…little woodland nymph who repeats herself. Who else could you be but Narcissus’ little bitch?”

She flinched at the name, fingernails digging into her scalp, eyes widening as she rocked side-to-side. “Little…bitch…little bitch…Narcissus’ little bitch…”

“Ah, there’s the nymph everyone knows so well. You’re very good at repeating the important parts of conversation. Just like a parrot. A good little parrot. …But why does the name ‘Narcissus’ bother you so?”

Echo flinched again, curling tighter in herself, rocking back-and-forth-and-back-and-forth-and—

“Narcissus.”

Flinch.

“Narcissus…~?”

Whimper.

“Oh…this is interesting…”

“…Interesting?”

“Yes, little nymph,” Cronus smiled, the expression practically splitting his face in half.

“Very interesting.”

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He ducked his head, nuzzling her temple affectionately. "Thank you, Echo." Pulling back to look at her, he tilted his head, lips curved upwards in a smile. "It's a rare occurrence," he said as he gave her shoulder a squeeze. Whoever she was, the woman she was becoming or the past she came from, Pegasus would be there for her.

"Exactly." She nodded, rolling her shoulders and slowly pulling away from him, tugging her housecoat close together again and smiling softly. "...it's late, though. I shouldn't keep you anymore, big brother. Come by tomorrow, I'll get you your apple treat then. I swear I will. I just...I want to sleep." She was too tired to be anyone right now.

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Pegasus paused at that. "Well, maybe. I can't help it." Until he was sure she was fine, until he knew without a doubt that his sister was back - or perhaps simply until he banished Narcissus permanently - he wouldn't let Echo go. "I believe she could capture the eye of anyone. I'm simply glad she's mine." He chuckled. "I believe you."

Sometimes Echo had to wonder - who was the real her? The happy girl with the sad smile, or the broken one who just repeated what everyone said in a twisted version of copycat? She didn't know herself anymore; it felt like a case of identity crisis. "She might capture the eye of anyone, but she chose you. Good taste, that one. Good taste." She would always repeat herself, it seemed. "You should believe me, when am I ever wrong?"

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hathor-tfd replied to your post I LIKE ECHO ;A;

/RELIEF. 8v

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svetovid-tfd replied to your post I LIKE ECHO BV

8'V YAY.