#icaria: plot drop

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Months had passed since his appearance at the Christmas ball, and he’d thought that was surely more than enough time for them to realize the errors of their decisions and go crawling to him. Sure, those demigods couldn’t go up to Mt. Olympus, he was keeping tabs of what was happening on the isle even if his idiot minion Fink had managed to get himself in a rather massive pickle. Still, not one demigod attempting to get his attention? Not one declaring their loyalty and allegiance on his side for the war that is bound to arrive? That was unacceptable.

Annoyed that he had to make yet another trip to Icaria, Zeus emerged in the middle of the small island. Always one to make an entrance, zaps of lightning went off around him as he made sure to appear in his much larger state. He was easily taller than any of the buildings around him as he looked down at the peasants who exited out onto the streets to see what was happening.

“Residents of Icaria, demigods, my children,” he began as his voice boomed. The massive echo of it caused ripples in the sea as he continued being as boisterous as possible. He’d be damned if he wasn’t the center of attention. “It appears that you do not believe that my side is the one you should be on when this war emerges between Nyx and I. Perhaps what you need is a bit of persuasion.” A sick grin appeared on his face as he thought about what he was going to say next. Not only would he be able to cause chaos to those who dared defy him, but he’d be able to weed out the weak as well. Humans called it killing two birds with one stone, he believed. It would do.

If he had to bring the island down to nothing but ash and sand, then so be it. True strength was rebuilt from destruction anyhow. “Until those of you who are strong, powerful, and worthy join my ranks, I will release horrors among this island. Monsters, disasters, and danger that will make the Minotaur attack look like a fond memory. The longer those of you wait, more will suffer.” He laughed at the end of his words. The image of the demigod brats running around in panic truly filled him with glee. Those children were all entitled, spoiled brats anyway. All of them walking around not even worshipping the Gods who helped create them! Despicable.

“Where will Nyx be? After all, not even the shadows will save you now. Only I. Well, if you make the right decision of course.” With that, he threw one lightning bolt in the sky before vanishing as quickly as he’d appeared.

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A lot of demi-gods have gone missing on the isle and around the world. So we know it can be hard to keep up with. Here is a list of every demi-god  that’s gone missing on the isle in the past 5 years and where they were last seen. 

Noreen  

March 14, 2015 Leaving Scout’s house

Lysander 

September 23, 2015 New Orleans, LA

Daniel

2018 TBA

Millie  

June 26, 2020    Leaving Ava’s house

Ava and Levi 

July 12, 2020 Leaving Ava’s home

Atticus and Briar

July 15, 2020 In their home

Luke  

July 23, 2020 Walking home

Anya and Lach 

July 28, 2020 At their respective homes

Finn 

July 29, 2020 At Icaria Vet

Delilah 

August 23, 2020 In her shop Aidoneus Jewels 

Wesley 

September 29, 2020 In his home

Chloe 

October 25, 2020 Seen leaving for work

Luna 

November 10, 2020 Leaving Jasmine Kos’ house

Mara 

November 17, 2020 Leaving Supernova

Jasmine and Wolf

December 7, 2020 In the Icaria Gazette Radio studio. 

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The world around the parade of funeral attendees matched the tone of the day. Gloom filled the clouds as the universe seemed to mourn the loss of Weston Bennett. It had been weeks since the masquerade ball and arrangements seemed to take a lifetime as one Vivienne Holt had made preparations for the day. As requested in his will, Weston was to be buried under the moonlight, in a gorgeous ceremony with flowers donated by his brother’s flower shop. Under special grant from Nyx herself, Lilian Bennett was allowed to return to the island to pay her respects to her oldest son as he was reclaimed by the earth. Everything had gone according to Vivienne’s plan and the world was finally going to begin the healing process from the grief Zeus had caused them.

Thunder could be heard in the background, almost as if Zeus himself were protesting this evening, and the words being spoken by each person that opted to speak at the service. Each one a different story of how Weston had touched their lives. Everything was on schedule. That was until a barrage of men began filing into the graveyard, each one wearing a police uniform.

“Ezra Sutton, Deacon Locke and Remi Bellamy,” the police chief bellowed as he took his place at the front of his men. The sound of anger evident in his voice as his targets turned to face him. “You are all under arrest by order of Mayor Fink. Come with us now and we will forget the others harbouring fugitives of the law. Ezra Sutton, you grew up on this island and yet you perform such a treachery? After everything we have done for you. You, Miss Bellamy,” the man turned his attention towards the younger of the Nyx daughters. “We allow you to teach our youth. What could you have inflicted upon their feeble minds? We don’t even need to begin on what horrors you have done, former Detective Locke.” The police behind him nodding at his speech. “It is best you come with us now.”

 The murmurs of the crowd seemed to have one thing in common: was now the time and place?

The anger in the air was palpable as Vivienne Holt stepped forward, her face the picture of rage, moving towards the chief of police as if she were planning on striking him down herself. That was until the hand belonging to Deacon Locke fell upon her shoulder and he stepped in front of her. In the blink of an eye, shadows formed around the ankles of every officer in attendance, save for Luke Decker. “Leave. Now,” Deacon’s voice boomed through the small graveyard. A man of very few words, when he spoke in a harsh tone it was to be commanding. “We are not the only people that are hurt if you ruin this moment. Give us a few hours and we’ll come in ourselves. Let us bury our brother in peace.”

It was then that Luke stepped forward, having been left without bindings. “I’ll stay. Make sure they turn themselves in after it is over,” his voice soft as he pleaded with the chief of police. He was an honorable man and the chief knew that Luke would stick to his word. They could always trust Detective Decker to do the right thing.

“They have until tomorrow at eight a.m. to have their affairs in order,” he conceded as Deacon’s restraints all but melted away from them. As they moved to leave single file, the Nyx children knew they had very little options. In a few short hours they would have no choice but to turn themselves in.

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                         Icaria’s 5th Annual Masquerade Party

❝  an evening of cocktails, music, dinner and dancing underneath a golden ceiling, christmas decorations, and stunning statues❞

You are cordially invited to attend the 5th Annual Naughty or Nice Masquerade Party. A special evening of cocktails, music, dinner and dancing under a gold ceiling, ornate decorations, and stunning statues. All proceeds from the tickets will go to the fund to help find the missing demi-gods. This year’s masquerade ball falls on the date of a rather rare meteor shower, so while you’re enjoying the dance don’t forget to step outside and admire the shower.

The event will commence at 8 o’clock sharp on Saturday, December 12th. We ask that all attendees come donned in their finest formalwear as well as a mask. Entry will not be permitted to those who do not follow the dress code, and you will be required to keep your mask on until the end of the evening when the contest winners are announced. The categories are as follows: Best dressed,  Best Naughty outfit, Best Nice, Cutest Couple and Best Mask. 

A babysitting team has been hired at no cost to parents to watch the little ones so you can enjoy a night to yourselves with your friends and loved ones. We look forward to seeing everyone at the ball. Ivy Molotov invites you into her club Nightshade to celebrate this night to remember. She requests that all residents of Icaria use this as a moment to remember our missing loved ones, and to celebrate our time together while we have it. 

THE BASICS:

This event will begin on Saturday, December 12th at 8pm EST. It will then go until Tuesday, December 15th at midnight. It will, however, only cover Saturday, December 12th in game play.

The tag for this event is icariamasquerade so please remember to tag all event related threads, pictures, outfits, etc. It will just make things easier for others to find. Also remember that when posting a starter use both the event tag as well as the starter tag and please post it in the #starters tag on the discord. 

This event is not mandatory, but we do highly encourage you to participate. 

There will be more to the event that will be released throughout the days. As far as plots between characters: you are free to make up whatever you wish, but be sure to discuss it with the admins for anything major. This is a chance to really have fun and go out there, so be creative when creating plots with others.

It is a formal event so your character must come in formal wear, plus a mask! For fun and so everyone can see, we ask that you create a post of what your character is wearing and tag it with the event tag. We REALLY look forward to seeing what each character is wearing at the party.

For any questions or concerns please put the question in the #questions thread on discord and one of the admins will get to answering it! 

Lastly, have fun!! This is a chance to interact with everyone and really get things going. We hope you enjoy this event as much as we enjoyed coming up with it! 

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It didn’t take long for the events from the masquerade to reach through the town. Of course, by the time it did, most of the Nyx children were nowhere to be found. Police had a direct order from the police chief and mayor to arrest any of those responsible on site, but so far all efforts came up empty. As the days passed, the more angry Mayor Fink became. He was convinced that there was no way the perpetrators could vanish into thin air without any contact with any of the isle’s residents, so he decided to make a formal announcement. 

A press conference was set up in front of the island’s City Hall with reporters and local television crews. Dressed in his best suit with the police chief and some officers surrounding him, Mr. Fink cleared his throat to gather everyone’s attention and hint that he was ready to begin. “Days ago it came to our attention that the people responsible for the kidnappings that plagued our safe community were none other than Deacon Locke, Ezra Sutton, Remi Bellamy, and Weston Bennett,” he began before pausing for dramatic effect. “The betrayal we all feel is palpable, and I think I speak for everyone, but especially the families of the victims, when I say that justice needs to be served. There were family members who were at the police station every day in tears wondering when they would get to see those they loved again, and we were left looking like fools for not having any of the answers they seeked.” It was obvious from how his tone rose at the end that he was more angry about the embarrassment that was cast over the city than anything else. 

“The reason for this press conference is not to discuss our pain, anger, or to relay this news to you. I’m standing before you asking for your help to bring in these criminals so they can answer for their crimes. There are some of you on this isle that must still have a way to contact them because they trust you, and we ask that you come forward to help us bring justice that is long overdue to some of our families.” In the mayor’s opinion, guilt was always the best tactic to use when someone needed to get the people to do their bidding. “I think I speak for many when I say that our most powerful God Zeus had the right idea in terms of what we should do with these criminals. He’s already taken care of one of these traitors for us, and it’s only fair that we follow his lead.” Some officers cheered behind him. Many were angered that one of the kidnappers was none other than their own detective Deacon Locke. He made a mockery of them all. “If you have any information, come forward or call our tip hotline. We have someone manning the phones at all times. Thank you.” 

Will the residents of the isle join in the mayor’s anger or will they band together and think they can run things better? 

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Five years ago when the gods deemed Icaria as the safe zone for their children, charms and wards were put into place; these wards were meant for protection and to keep all humans off the isle as to allow their children to experience and use their powers without the consequence of human panic. 

While the gates are always open and the demi-gods are allowed to come and go as they please, many on the isle choose to stay and in turn, they haven’t seen their human parent(s) in years. But the gods aren’t cruel, most really do love their children, and they don’t want to keep their kids from their other parent. So once every other year, a letter and a ticket (or two) arrive at the parent’s house, and the gods allow the human parents to step foot on the isle.  

So welcome to Parents Week!

Below the cut are just some of the fun things happening this week.

Its a week of fun and games, a week of bonding and catching up. A week of reprieve from the chaos of everyday life and to hug and hold your human parent. The following are just some things that will be happening, you are free to participate in as much or as little as you want!

Monday/Tuesday: Parents arrive between these two days. Parents will catch a flight to Athens from wherever they hail and will catch a private flight to Icaria’s airport. Use this time to settle in and prepare for a week of fun!

Wednesday: Morning yoga at 6am. Family breakfast provided by Little Icaria and Two Sweet Cafe. Tour of the city at 11am. BBQ lunch for all held in the local park at 2pm. Afternoon tea at 4pm. Family movie night (movie TBA) in the park on a projector at 8pm with provided dinner & wine by Supernova.  Thursday: Family photoshoots thought the day, sign up for your photoshoot online at familyphotoica.com. Bus rides to and from Seychelles Beach all day. 

Friday: A free day for the parents to enjoy their time with their children without anything planned.

Saturday: Celebration carnival in the park.  Booths, games, rides and prizes to be won! Bumper cars, roller coasters, mirror houses, tons of food, a small fireworks show will happen at 9pm.

Sunday: Parents leave.

SIDE NOTE:

While this was “meant” for human parents, it was created in part so that the god/goddesses could spend some time with their children as well without it being too weird. That means the gods/goddesses will be wondering the island in human form, they will rarely if ever actually use their powers while in these forms. 

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The door had been opened, the minotaur had run amok and Gaia... Gaia, goddess of all, had made an appearance, she had taken the minotaur back into some void and vanished without a single word to anyone. But the door... The door was left open and the force field to enter was still in place.  No one knew what was happening or why the door was still here, things had been thrown through, it had been studied, filmed, and even experimented on. Yet nothing yielded answers no one could step through the door... and it seemed like no one was coming out either.  Or... that was the case for a couple of weeks, when one day a centaur slipped through the door and promptly learned it couldn’t return to its safe haven. Soon after other creatures of myths long-forgotten walked through the door. The Minotaur’s purpose had been to guard the door to this world from the creatures hidden away for their own protection. What could have caused the sudden influx of new arrivals?

It would soon come to light that the lack of people watching the door had made it possible to slip through unnoticed. Usually, she was camped out at the door watching its every movement. Millicent Cromwell, daughter of Apollo, had disappeared without a trace. Now that constant eyes weren’t on it, they knew they were finally free to explore the world they once called home.

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The Minotaur was raging and the carnival was crashing down atop its head. But the beast seemed to pay it no mind. Not caring at the screeching metal and the screams that echoed around it. If anything the Minotaur seemed to find enjoyment in the chaos and raged harder. Demi-gods jumped in to protect their human parents, the gods stepping in where they could to protect others. 

Demi-gods tried their hand at fighting, they tried their damndest to beat it, tossing fire, lightning, water, darkness and every other manner of power one could imagine at it -- but nothing stopped the bull. It was destroying anything its beady eyes laid on.  Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades even tried their hands. From lightning that made the world blind, to balls of water stuck on its head, there was fire and heat from the center of the planet.... the minotaur still raged and destroyed. It was Nyx who stepped up slamming the ground and summoning her mother. The mother of all, Gaia. 

She was impressive just by her entrance; Flowers bloomed from every tree and the world around her turned green as vines, branches and every manner of nature reached out like she was the sun and water and they were dying and she was the only salvation. Her form was not human nor beast but some mixture in between. She was made of the earth around them. Rock, sand sea and trees. And then she was there a full form, only a couple inches shorter than the minotaur.  

Gaia could have been terrifying, she could have been catastrophic and vengeful but she radiated peace and calm. She smiled at all she passed and strolled into the chaos and carnage that the Minotaur was throwing. She walked right up to him and clasped her hands on either side of his bull shaped head and forced him to look at her. He settled at her touch, his trashing and ranging turning into a simmer, a huffing.... and his eyes they cleared they calmed. Gaia smiled at the Minotaur and with a single breath a single word they vanished into a mist. 

By the time the smoke cleared the screams of fear and panic turned to cries of pain and heartbreak. Many were injured, some gravely so... and then there were many that were dead, humans and demi-gods alike. From Ness’s grandmother to Brair’s dad. Some, like Alek, even lost body parts.  Despite the chaos heroes made themselves known, the Demi-gods fought, some opened their homes or temples for protection. Others tried to take a stand. Some losing more than they would have ever bargained for in the fight. From Hero’s miscarriage as she tried to fight, to Anthony Deacon, and Weston’s father who was killed pulling others from the minotaur’s path ... to Noel dying even if it was only for a brief moment in time. 

Now; the minotaur is gone. taking the structure of the main park with him. The hospital overloaded with the injured, Priestesses of Hera and doctors alike trying to heal the victims of the attack. Icaria trying to overcome the vicious attack but one thought remains: who placed the doors and was this their intention or an accidental attack? While the people of Icaria are rebuilding the safety of the island is once again in question.