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Faust Blogger | Twenty--something | Slumming it in Lewisham London Oi, lovelies. I suppose you're probably wondering why such a wonderful bloke like meself found you. Honestly? I don't have one bastarding clue, BUT that means good things are coming your way soon. Besides, it's all about the journey and not the destination, don't? {Indie Greek Mythology Roleplay Blog for the God Caerus/Kairos} | Occasionally NSFW | Open to any fandom | Tracking: Itaintlucklove

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"So, me might've been stuck in tartarus for a month or two gettin' pieced back together an' whatnot. Right as rain now though. What'd ol' Caerus miss?"

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"Evenin' swee'tart. I guess it's your lucky day today, innit? Gettin' to see me gorgeous face up close and personal like."

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“Yeah. I got two of ‘em. At least they show they care way better than he ever did…” She rubbed her neck and frowned, “…Uh. Look…Sorry for busting your balls…It’s just…It’s in my nature.” The girl would look to the side and then down to her boots, “I’ve had a shit month so far…”

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"Then it all works out in the end, don't? -- Like I completely planned."

At first the God took it as some posh reference to menstruation  but it made more sense when taken literally. "No, but if that's what you call 'bustin' me balls' then you're harmless! I'll take your apology anyway though since you were still wrong to question an almighty god. You know how you could fully make it up, love? Bacon sandwich. You'll have a good week if you do then, yeah?"

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Tempus and Fortuna || Opportunity and Luck

While Caerus and Tyche have an on again/off again relationship, they still remain on very good terms as far as he knows. Their time spent together are some of the few things that hold true sentimental value  in his heart. Despite this, Caerus' flighty and fickle nature as well as his need to constantly cast critical judgement on others played large parts in keeping them distant.

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Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how much followers you have. Send this to 15 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them! ♥

“It’s about fuckin’ time, man. That’s the effort I like to see. Makes the rest of you lot look bad.”

//This brightened my day a bit more. Thank you~. I won’t fuck it up.

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She huffed, not entirely remembering what her whole problem with the Gods were. Maybe it was just the Greek in her, “Why do us Greek girls have to suffer our Fathers?” She would mumble, sitting down as she ran her fingers through her hair, “Why is my Dad such a dick? Who the fuck am I kidding? He’s dead. Do you know where he’s going?”

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"That... that's a hard one, innit?" Faust paused to think of something inspirational. Something that would leave him feeling as though he'd provided some kind of moral support (for once) to the relatively surly blonde. "Dads... dads can be pricks, yeah? Big, floppy, purple bell-ends. As far as where he's goin'? The hell if I know. The dead don't need opportunity, swee'tart. Erm... have you considered findin' another daddy? Invest your pain -- Look I'm not good at this sort of thing, me."

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“Jesus Christ…Are you a God or something?” She would question, “Because if you are I gotta fucking bone to pick with your kind.” She folds her arms, not really looking in the least bit happy about being in the presence of someone like that.

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"I reckon I might be. I reckon I might not. I'm an entire host of things, love. Take your pick for whichever you want to call me." He appeared to be entirely satisfied with himself and made no attempt to hide it. "Come, tell the god what the problem is."

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So this happened on MSN yesterday and I chuckled

Caerus: Now when you say boundaries, what'd you mean exactly?

Hermes: You know, just space. You should know better than anyone.

Caerus: Pfft, I haven't a bloody clue what you're on about, mate. I've got to stick close, y'know? In case he needs me or sommat.

Hermes: Yes, but since you're in each other's face at all hours of the day, don't you think there'll be problems?

Caerus: Why? I love me face. Everybody loves me face.

Hermes: Are you sure about that?

Caerus: You bet your yarbles,mate. Don't be jealous 'cause you're old.

Hermes: I'm 'old' but I can go wherever I want without a leash.

Caerus: In a fuckin' walker, am I right? Yeah... I'm right -- I'm funny as hell.

Hermes: Yet you still wonder why people don't like you? Okay.

Caerus: You're talkin', mister 'take-everythin'-that-ain't-nailed-down'?...And where's me wallet?

Hermes: I hardly see how that's important right now, Caerus.

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"I'm sure this is what Hermes does in his free time. Same technique and all."