#mp;event

[mphathor-blog]

Romantic Disaster | hathor+felix

Continued from here with the cutie @mpxfelix

“Oh darling, you positively have no idea,” Hathor’s reply was cheerful examining the box of treats she had gotten from one of the booths. The Sunshine Festival was in full swing and it was absolutely even more thrilling than she expected. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Hathor had been bored out of her mind that past few centuries and this little festival, was more than a balm. She was excited, she was enjoying herself, and she was definitely determined to sample everything and everybody.

Popping one of those delicately decorated mochi into her mouth she offered the demigod behind her in line one. It was more than she could eat for herself, and the little darling looked positively famished. “Romance always brings just a little bit of fervor and competition in everyone, mark my words,” She hummed, positively gleeful at the idea. She gestured a mochi-filled hand towards a young couple a little distance away. “There will be tiffs here and there, it’s always bound to happen and----” She pointed towards the other direction where another couple looked like they wanted to suck each other’s faces off right in front of the booths. “More than a little make up will happen.” She popped another mochi in her mouth before turning back to the demigod. “Isn’t it exciting?”

[amaterasuxmp]

| A celestial maiden tinged with poison wings

Amaterasu will be swathed in black lace and tulle, with golden accents. She’ll be wearing thigh-high boots to compensate for the expanse of skin shown by her dress, with her hair loose. Her mask is a creation of lace and covers most of her face, all the better to make her golden eyes stand out. Since the event will be at night, she will have her sun pendant on her to help her. If you blink or take a second look, you might see Amaterasu’s goddess form.

[mpxares-blog]

| To sin is human, but it feels divine.

Your host for this evening will be ironically dressed in white. The mask he will be wearing was fashioned after an old gladiator’s helmet, in burnished bronze and copper. He has no other accessories (he would come naked if he could), except for a glowing mark on the collar of his tuxedo jacket. To those with keen eyes, they’ll see the mark is the anchor to a thin-like chain leading to the only person who can tether him: Aphrodite.