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Stats for Hippolyta:
Strength: A+ (EX rank when when using her NP) Endurance: B Agility: B Luck: C+ NP: A+ Mana: C+
Hippolyta is an Amazon, possessing high divinity. She is, of course, unreasonably strong. Strong enough to down most Berserkers on her own, with the help of the sash if needed.
She is here
She’s tired. Hippolyta has gone to claim a bed and rest for the night.
Eats her newly opened chips and decides to watch the Gods beat on each other
factaerrata:
He may be the weakest Berserker around, but god if he can’t open up chip bags and pickle jars without destroying everything.
She stares at him for a long while, reaching into the bag and removing a chip. “How..”
factaerrata replied to your post: Insert Hippolyta trying to gingerly open a package...
Elenos: Gently and delicately opens the bag for her.
WHAT SORCERY--
factaerrata:
If he had to be honest…
“Well, other than being murdered for the sole fact that I’m a Greek male and then re-summoned once more? I suppose how I don’t seem to connect with anyone. I am not sure how the other Servants feel, but going on alone is pretty stressful.”
Of course, he was capable of being alone, but watching others get along, becoming comrades in arms…it was a little envious. Elenos had to walk alone, for more than just his inability to hold back his Madness enhancing qualities…
“And also I am reminded about how I was instrumental in causing so much strife. I have been apologizing for it since being originally summoned, but many won’t hear of it.”
“Perhaps you should blame your fellow men for such a thing. After all, you know how greedy they can be, yes? The cause of too many problems.” Men. Such untrustworthy creatures.
“But there is nothing to be done about it now. Get over it. Embrace the fact that many will not accept your apology. Just as you should not forgive them for being the cause of your troubles. You are yourself, nothing more, nothing less. Others beat on you because you are weak. But not everyone that is here is Greek, so find someone strong and stick to them.”
Insert Hippolyta trying to gingerly open a package of chips without bursting the pack open and sending them all every which way. She’s too strong for this shit.
What happened to bins and boxes? Why are these people savages?
factaerrata:
“…That’s all well and good, but by default I can’t be a maiden in distress…despite how I look I am a male, after all…” But Elenos did try to stand up a little taller, head held higher. A hand went to his head, fixing it up a bit to look more presentable; he didn’t want to look all tousled up and too much in distress. “…and that’s a bit unfair to Achilles. I’m pretty sure his mother likes him, at the very least. I mean…someone has to like him.”
“I do not recall asking what you were." Hippolyta replies, arms crossing over her chest. Honestly, what a personality this one had.
“Honestly, I doubt even his mother enjoyed him. Perhaps she was simply performing her motherly duty to him. But we digress. I repeat. What has you so down that your face droops like a hound?”
factaerrata:
Ah! Did….did he just get smacked? Surprised right out of his slump, he addressed the Amazon with a startled yelp. “Well…don’t you hate me? Most of the other heroes from our homeland do. Achilles especially hates me.”
“No one likes Achilles, therefore he likes no one.” She retorts, waving off the very idea of his existence. “Enough of your pouting, stand strong. You are not to be some maiden in distress when I’m around, understand?”
minotaurkiller:
“…Anger you as it may, it is my heart’s truth. I cannot deny that I am happy to see you, Hippolyta.”
“Is that so? Then stand firm and embrace the punishment I give to you.” Raising a fist, she pulls it back, the muscles in her arms tensing and flexing as she prepares to strike him right on the face.
factaerrata:
“Raise your hand if you’re Greek and don’t hate Helen of Troy!”
Of course, no hands were raised. As expected, honestly.
Elenos laughed bitterly.
“…I can’t find any solace with my own countrymen and women. Not after what I caused.”
Slowly raises a hand and smacks the other right on the forehead. “What is this pouting about? This is no time for such a thing.”
She’s going to watch that fool perish. He deserves it.
“No man is good enough for Penthesilea.”
warhcwl replied to your post: Sips tea. Things are going well.
In the background, Penthesilea is chewing on some Greek’s tibia.
like she said, it’s going well. she offers her sister some tea
Sips tea. Things are going well.
minotaurkiller:
Coughs.
“W-Warrior Queen Hippolyta… It is…truly wonderful to see you again. …Here. In this place…”
She simply stares at him for a couple of minutes. “You dare say that to my face?”