dirty gods.

daylight, i wake UP feeling like you won't play right. i used to know, but NOW that shit don't feel right. it made ME put away my pride.

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gif moodboard .001 — && lisette soriano.

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❝  Maybe this place is the same and we’re just changing. I’m starting to see that. We’re always changing. It’s just so weird to think we’re always changing.❞

{+} Self-reliant, Somehow Cooperative, Unpretentious {-} Disorganized, Indecisive, Sly

↳ 🔱 Background

Nineteen and nothing significant had happened to Quinn Valentine, yet. And it was very true to say that it was his own fault. It’s not like he cared about the insignificance. It was actually established early on in his life that Quinn didn’t care about much — or so he thought. He never really remembered anything from his past, or childhood that much; all that he remembered was that he was sent to live with his grandparents at the tender age of nine. When he turned sixteen though, later on down the road, he realized just how much freedom he had by not living with his unstable mother and with his relaxed grandparents instead. Ever since, he has been in and out of his grandparent’s place in the big city. Holding down multiple low-end jobs at a time to support himself, Quinn is no stranger to the act of being self-reliant.

Quinn was sent to Olympus for his own safety after his powers began to spark into fruition. He didn’t get it at all as he was never a big reader and wasn’t familiar with the Greek myths, so he had an adjustment period… with the whole overwhelming thing. It was really difficult for him at first, but then as time passed by he found himself becoming used to the place. It didn’t stop him from still feeling a bit lost though. And, thankfully, Hades didn’t forget to claim him… and that helped the pale boy cope, somehow. In Quinn’s perspective the town was nice; he always had something to do, and he felt privileged that he was a children of one of the Big Three. He felt far from plain, but had a lot of catching up and learning to do.

↳ 🔱 Currently

Committing himself to a demigod’s lifestyle, Quinn stayed at Olympus for eleven months every year, and he only came back to his grandparents just for a month to keep that healthy connection to his life before coming to town. And his life somehow ended up being a routine, but he didn’t mind at all because every now and then he can always spark something up just for his entertainment while inside the borders of town. Although everything seems all right now, after living in town for a little under three years, it really wasn’t because he keeps on having terrible headaches and images flashes inside his head — nothing that makes much sense at all.

↳ 🔱 Personality

Quinn had always been somewhat different than his peers and it’s not only because he’s a semi-reckless kid with ADHD and Dyslexia, nor because he’s the son of the god of the Underworld. Although, it explains why he never had what we could name a normal childhood. He is an outspoken person. He isn’t afraid to voice his opinion on a subject or to people. He doesn’t believe that people should be lied to and it doesn’t help anyone to be lied to. They deserve to know the truth, even if it isn’t what they want to hear. It’s not going to help them at all and he would feel bad about it. That’s not to say though that he will be an asshole and just say whatever he wants all the time. Quinn cares about peoples feelings, and how it can effect someone so he says his words with care eventhough they tend to be quite blunt.

        Quinn Valentine has been in town for three years, is portrayed by Lucky Blue Smith, and is a taken character.

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olympustownrp:

❝  Adolescence didn’t make sense. A little loss of innocence. The ugliness of being a fool. Ain’t youth meant to be beautiful?❞

{+} Ambitious, Calculating, Driven || {-} Cold, Condescending, Prideful

↳ 🔱 Background

Lisette Soriano is her father’s daughter. She’s cold and calculating. Raised in the southern states of America, Lisette learned to disregard stupidity and ignorance. As a daughter of Dionysus, she learned that the human mind is a weak thing – something to be twisted for personal gain. The only friendships she has ever had have been those that would grant her power or prestige in some way. She is higher than the human race – a hybrid of mythical gods. She is always trying to prove herself better than the people around her, even the people she calls her friends. Some think Lisette is this way as an act for attention. They believe she sticks her nose into the air as a cry for help. Others, like her brothers and sisters, know it is in her blood.

The cold, calculating mind is related directly to the god of madness. She was born from the darker side of Dionysus; the side that broke the mind of men. Lisette knew there was another side – one of ecstasy and freedom. Those did not interest her as much as the possibility of madness did. She wanted to watch men rip at their flesh because she willed it. She wanted to be as godly as she could be. Even as a child, Lisette was known to tell the other kids to fight, laughing as were filled with a rage that could only be sated by the blood of the other. She was not a good kindergartner.

↳ 🔱 Currently

Lisette tries and fails to only speak to the children of powerful gods; the children of the gods that molded the world into what it is today. She has no interest in a girl that can raise wheat or a boy that can craft a sword. She wants lightning bolts and tidal waves; armies of corpses and warriors of Ares. Her mother knew she would become this way, which is why she was sent to Olympus. She wanted her father to show her the other side of her gifts. If only she would have known how little the children of the wine god saw their father. Lisette has no interest in her father. Unless the god of wine starts giving away immortality, she doubts she ever will.

↳ 🔱 Personality

She’ll piss on your insecurities without an ounce of guilt and swing a sword of sarcasm at your friendly face. Putting people down makes herself feel better. A psychologist would tell her that she behaves so negatively to everyone because she wants everyone to feel as bad as she does. And she’d tell that psychologist to fuck off. She pushes everyone away, sometimes even her family. She comes off as cocky and elitist but has low self-esteem and engages in self-destructive behavior.

         Lisette Soriano has been in town for eight years, is portrayed by Cindy Kimberly, and is a taken character.

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 Shopping was one of the many vices that Nicolette had; the death of their father all those years ago meant his two darling girls inherited all of his assets, and the flower shop in their mortal home had done well enough that the sisters lived comfortably. Of course, there was no such thing as poverty in the magical little town of Olympus, and Letty took advantage of the money she had greatly and spoiled herself with finery. Silk dresses and designer shoes, pearls, diamonds, she loved it all and today was a good day to visit Aphrodite’s Boutique, the most expensive shop in the town. The venomous blonde hummed to herself as she turned some, head tilting as she examined the way the black fabric fell along her thighs, tugging at the hem of it and brushing her delicate fingers along her skin. “Should I go longer?” Her voice was soft and melodic, glancing over at the demigod that had walked past her, “Or should I buy this one? I think I like it shorter but I dunno.”

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It wouldn’t be uncommon for Lisette to be seen strolling around the shopping district of the town of Olympus. After all, the Soriano family wasn’t poor. Still not as wealthy and as plush as the Hales, but still rather well off to the point that Lisette had never had to be over worried when it came to funds. Thankfully. With her mother wiring her money every so often to fuel her daughter’s spending habits, Lisette was privileged. Feeling like splurging on herself —something that Lisette had a bad habit of; she found herself in Aphrodite’s Boutique. As she strolled the racks and racks of expensive clothing, the raven-haired beauty picked up some select pieces. She only stopped shopping when she noticed a semi-familiar voice. She sighed and cocked her hip to the side after turning around to spot Nicolette in a rather short black dress. She had passed her without a second thought, it was much like Lisette to not pay attention to others. “Longer?” Lisette asked, scrunching up her nose as she appraised the other’s looks; eyes swiveling up and down Nicolette’s frame. “If you think that’s what you should do, then do it. I don’t know why you’re asking my opinion,” She responded. “Personally I wouldn’t go much longer, unless you want to risk looking frumpy,” She shook her head. “On second thought. Just go with the long one, hm? It might suit you.” She teased.

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Less than impressive, Quinn thought as he watched as the hunk of metal he had taken from the armory shimmered back into view. He was doing his best to work on his shadow manipulation powers, but it wasn’t going quite as well as he’d hoped. Quinn was able to do a lot of things with his abilities, but this certain shadow manipulation technique only lasted for a few minutes. Long enough for him to use it to his advantage, but not long enough for it to be permanent. He mused that perhaps he should have spent more time practicing this than just working with shadow-travelling and weapons in the arena. After all, three years had passed since he first came to camp. In theory, it should have been plenty of time. Mouth in a hard line, Quinn tried again. This time, the metal disappeared but shimmered back into visibility almost instantaneously. He groaned, succumbing to the urge to flop back on the ground and cover his face with his hands.

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