[CANAAN] Anat and two of her half-sisters, Shapash, the goddess of the sun, and Astarte, goddess of sexual love and fertility. All three have different mothers, and each inherit her beauty, but all possess the yellow-gold eyes and frightening power of their father, Bull El.
In my version El is very much a girldad and spoils his daughters so I wanted to draw the big 3 girls together. Asherah and El next mayhaps. Anat's design is Canaanite-Palestinian, Shapash is northern Palestine and Lebanon + Canaan, Astarte has a lot of Egyptian influence mixed with Canaanite.
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Warnings: Drugging, brief derealization, compromization of disability aid
Hero came out of the daze they were always left in after a good hang out with Friend. It was no secret Friends had a persuasion ability they couldn’t exactly turn off, but what was better was that they could always make Hero’s worries all melt away with just a few simple words. Conversation was so easy with Friend, like it should be with any good friend.
They returned back to their home, and connected their hearing aids to their phone. They were incredibly lucky, having aids that could act like wireless earbuds. They knew that. They did their best to never take it for granted, playing their music as they went about making some dinner.
Leader would be back tomorrow, finally returning from their mission that required them in a different country. Hero was excited to hear all about what this unknown other country was like, Leader had made a point of not telling because it would ruin the ‘secrecy of the mission’ or something.
They giggled to themself as the hamburger finished cooking on the stove.
They went about covering it in barbeque sauce, and made some rice for it to be served on.
A classic family dish, referred to lovingly as ‘BBQ mush’, made when their mother couldn’t shape the hamburger into meatballs and figured her kid didn’t care anyway, and was now a very fond lazy comfort meal.
It was exactly what it sounded like. Mushed up hamburger, cooked over the stove, covered in sauce, and then served over whatever you like. In Hero’s household, this tended to be rice, much like it was being eaten now.
They plated a portion for themself when they received a text from their phone, the notification being loud in their hearing aids. They should really turn it down from time to time, no use damaging their hearing even more than it already was.
They checked their phone and smiled. Leader had made it back safe, and had been cleared to return to the job tomorrow morning.
The morning was nice, Hero walked through the lovely weather they were having as they made their way to the base.
Swiping their keycard, they were met with the sight of Leader, safe and sound, talking with Sidekick, Other Hero, and Medic. The four were chilling in the lounge.
A big smile broke onto Hero’s face, “Leader!”
They rushed up and hugged the person in question, who giggled from the affectionate display. “Hi, Hero. Good to see you too,” they smiled.
Hero gave them a bit of personal space as the conversation continued.
They heard something. A small sound in their hearing aids, then silence. And then they weren’t there anymore.
Physically, they were, but mentally… it was like they weren’t there. Their smile fell, expression falling blank, eye narrowing. “Kill…” they whispered.
They reached for Leader, the message repeating in their brain. They positioned themself next to Leader again, and this time threw a punch. “Kill…” they repeated.
Leader backed up, and looked at them bewildered, hand ghosting against their cheek where the hit had landed.
Hero lunged forward, trying to hit with an elbow to the face. Leader being Leader, they dodged. Other Hero rushed forward, beginning to restrain Hero. They elbowed Other Hero in the side, and threw them to the floor.
If only they were able to hear the shouts of their friends telling them to stop.
They started activating their powers before a slight pain registered in their neck, and they fell to the floor.
The sound off shuffling greeted Hero’s ears. There was a bright light coming from beyond their eyelids. They slowly cracked their eyes open, body feeling sluggish and heavy.
“Good, you’re awake. It was lucky we were there.”
“...hhh…huhh..?”
The voice was Medic, that much they knew.
“Sit up, please, if you can.”
Hero wanted to stay where they were, laying down, but they knew they should probably follow Medic’s orders. Medic tended to be… pretty correct when it came to what someone needed to do for their own safety. It was why Leader trusted them so much.
So, with a bit of difficulty from their languid body, they managed to sit up. Medic gave them some water, apparently they needed to flush something out of their system, but they didn’t register the name. With any luck, that’s what was making them feel so exhausted right now, they were certain they weren't when… when… well, the last thing the remembered was hugging Leader. What had happened after?...
“I’ll let you rest up, alright Hero? And… we need to talk about something.”
They finished drinking down their water and wiped their mouth with the back of their hand. “What is it?”
Medic took a breath. They seemed unusually tense. “To put it bluntly… someone hypnotized you. We don’t know how. But what I do know is that they managed to deactivate your hearing aids. It’s not unreasonable to assume they gave a trigger phrase through them soon.”
“I… what?”
This was way to much for them to hear at once upon just waking up. But their brain caught up slowly.
Medic was silent for a moment, but they pulled down their mask, so Hero could see their lips moving. “I’m giving you- actually, no, scratch that. I’m not giving you the choice. I am telling you that you will be going on medical leave until further notice.”
Now all thats left is the OG cast! And once again, Character sheets will be under the cut! I also included the type of hands and feet they have, hope that helps!
Anat, Canaanite goddess of the wild and war. A rambunctious deity, Anat’s strength is nigh unstoppable, leading to her family and even her mother to fear her presence, with her father El being quoted as saying “I know you, my daughter, that you are a manly sort, and that none are emotional as you.” It is possible that El gave her the responsibility of a dispenser of justice, as many of the gods audibly fear for their lives when they’re in her presence. During the campaign for the throne of the king of the gods, Anat was asked by her father El to not intervene and help her husband Baal during the competition, following her father’s orders Anat went as far as to physically stop Baal from confronting his rival Yam during a meeting between the gods. Eventually Baal succeeds in claiming the throne, allowing Anat to support him once more. With Anat, Baal was able to be forgiven by their mother Asherah for fighting Yam, as well as securing permission to build Baal’s palace. However during a feast held by Baal, the death god Mot consumes Baal, killing him. Distraught over the death of her husband, Anat ambushes Mot, completely annihilating him from the world. After the resurrection of Baal and the defeat of the undefeated Mot, Anat went back to Baal’s side. In another myth Anat grew jealous of a prince, as the prince was gifted a great bow crafted by the god Kothar-wa-khasis. Anat asked the prince for the bow, but the prince in his arrogance insults Anat, ironically asking her if women are even capable of hunting. After confiding with El over the prince’s sexist remark, El grants her permission to punish the prince. Anat orchestrates his murder with the help of a nomadic warrior, however in the scuffle the bow breaks, causing Anat to roar in frustration over the futility of her actions.
Anat is heavily associated with her sister and fellow wife of Baal, Astarte, with whom they almost always share a presence together. Anat’s name has remained nigh unchanged throughout time, with the other renditions of her name being Hanat and Anath, Anat itself is believed to mean ‘violence’ or ‘force’. Because of Anat’s popularity she held many epithets, such as “Anat the Maiden”, “Anat the powerful”, “the mistress of domination” and the “mistress of the high heavens” among many others. Much like Levantine mythology, Anat’s origins are hazy. Modern theories suggest she was originally an Amorite deity, only being folded into the Canaanite mythos later. It’s possible that Anat could’ve developed from Astarte’s proto-Semitic form. Anat held significant influence in Egypt, with her earning a spot among the Egyptian gods. Her husband Baal was absorbed by the Local Set, with Anat following along with Astarte to become Set’s wives. In Egypt Anat and Astarte were believed to be the daughters of both Ra and Ptah, the two highest deities of Egypt. The Egyptian pharaoh Ramses II was especially known for his fervent devotion to Anat, naming his war dog, sword, and even his daughter after the goddess. Her status and lordship over typically masculine qualities a has lead to intrigue by many, with it possibly serving as inclusivity in her worship, bringing in more liberal worship with her inversion of gender roles.
