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Post by erato on Jan 7, 2011 2:05:03 GMT -5
 I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------The gardens in Mount Olympus were the perfect place to curl up with a good book. The pearly white bench snuggled in the middle of tall flowers beneath a willow tree. It was a sweet, romantic little spot, perfect for lovers to serenade one another and recite romantic poetry. The willow tree provided shade and privacy with it’s long, but there was enough room for light to pour in to provide a gentle, dim lighting. It was one of Erato’s favorite spots in all of Mount Olympus. Not many people, even the gods, cared much for real romance anymore, so it was often left vacant and Erato was pleased to use it as a hiding spot. It offered the perfect setting for a good romance novel, one of her favorite Danielle Steele books. Her long legs were curled up on the bench and she leaned back against one of the arms, cushioned by the many pillows and such that had been placed there and around the bench. One cream colored pillow was held in her lap and she half snuggled with it as she read, her dark gray eyes wide and absorbed in the words.
She was the muse of love and erotic poetry, and yet she had never known true love or experienced the more carnal pleasures most gods and goddesses enjoyed. She was instead lost in obsessions with watching other people’s love stories unfold and, more disturbingly, watching other people’s sexual enjoyment. It was a dirty little pleasure of hers, one that had been going on for millenniums, and she had not been caught in her peaking yet. Her obsession with sex was, thankfully, outweighed by her obsession with love. True love was hard to find, especially among gods who changed partners frequently, gods who were married and yet had children with every other person they met, gods who claimed to be all about love, when in all reality it had more to do with physical love than emotional love. It was saddening, putting a great damper on Erato’s great dreams, which was why she escaped all of the hopelessness around her by coming to her willow tree and reading Danielle Steele.
They were mortal books, but it was she and her sisters who were made to inspire them…Their work was beautiful and intriguing. She had a large collection of romance novels she kept around and read when the world around her made all of her hopes and dreams feel useless and impossible. They were only books, fictional novels devised by clueless mortals, but they renewed her spirit and offered some sort of promise of true, passionate, devoted love. Men and women who only had eyes for one another, who were faithful to one another. People who were happily married and were in love, who stayed with one another no matter what, who never strayed, who had children with only each other, who made their love and their lives work, no matter what stood in the way…It was all very sweet and wonderful and she knew that if she kept her hopes high and held onto her faith, it would happen for her one day, too. She’d surrender her immortality for a love like that.
Erato sighed dreamily as her eyes scanned over the last page before closing the book and sitting up, stretching her long arms above her head and arching her back slightly to get more comfortable. Her mind felt dreamy, dizzy in the way people were when they first woke up. She wore a small smile as she set the book and pillow beside her, draping her legs over the sides of the bench and running her fingers through her light brown hair, slowly pulling herself out of her fantasy world and taking in the scene around her…The beautiful vines wrapping around the white bench and the tall flowers that extended a good foot over her head sitting down. It was still light outside and still peaceful and quiet. At least for a moment, Erato froze and glanced around, sensing someone else approaching. It was somewhat disappointing. She was already prepared to read a new book, but she did crave company nearly as much as she dreaded it. “Hello?”
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Post by CLIO on Jan 7, 2011 11:15:26 GMT -5
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Clio watched the mortals, recording everything and anything that could be history. She couldn’t help but wonder how much they would keep as history and how much they would tare up and burn because it showed their true character the character that they wanted no one else to see. Mortals were beasts who pretended to be good. They tortured and killed each other. Their only redeeming quality was the love that they shared. It was amazing how they could be one moment killing each other and the next desperately and hopelessly in love. She wanted a love like that. The only love she had ever had betrayed her and called all gods stupid, the only good thing about that man was that he gave her a son. Clio watched her son as much as she could, he was an amazing caring man, he now had two children and a wife of his own. She wanted desperately to meet them, to be known that she was his mother but she couldn’t.
A small sigh escaped Clio’s lips as she closed the book she had been writing history in. She was done with that for now, she had no desire to continue she needed time to just hang out. She walked around Olympus for a while, attempting to avoid anyone and everyone, she felt like she had no where to escape to while up here she almost wanted to return to the mortal world and attempt love again. But thinking about doing that brought more pain to her heart, she had love Pierus and he had done nothing but squish her heart and make fun of everything she loved dearly. She sighed, she should just become like most of her sisters and most other gods. Who needed love she would just go and have sexual pleasures she would have many children and not care about any of them. But even thinking this she knew she couldnt do this she was to much of a caring person, she wanted to much to be in love.
Finally sick of seeing people walk past her with confused faces as her sad expression she took off to a place she knew hardly anyone went to. The garden of Nymphs she called it though it was just a garden cared for by the Nymphs. She had not been paying attention when she heard someone say hello, a voice so familiar that she knew who it was. “Erato” she said her voice not more then a whisper “It is I Clio” she said coming into the clearing of the garden. She looked at her sister, she had two books with her and looked as if she had just been about to start one “Am I interupting?” she asked looking at the books then up to her sisters face “You can continue reading, I just needed to escape everyone eyes” she said sitting down on a bench opposite her sister. This garden was one of her favorite places to go to. Hardly anyone came here anymore, it was as if love no longer existed on Mount Olympus. A horribley sad but nearly true fact.
Clio looked around the garden, she wished for love, she wished that her son had got to live up here with her. She wanted him to know about her. “I miss my son” she blurted out, wondering if her sisters words would be able to help her or if her sister would be on her side. “I dont know how we can abandon our children in the mortal world life is so harsh and cruel there” Clio said looking at a flower and not at her sister, she didnt want to see what kind of reaction she was going to get. Though she wondered if Erato of all people would feel why she felt this way. She knew Erato wanted love as much as she did but unlike her Erato had never felt its painful sting and had no children. Clio wondered if it was time for another trip down to Earth it had felt like ages since she had been down there and she wanted to go but at the same time she didn’t. Her sister though needed to learn about love, she needed to experience it not just read it. They needed to take a trip to Earth. She wondered if the other sisters would like to go or if Erato and Clio should just go alone. “We should go to Earth, I want to see my son, and we need to find you love it is what needs to happen” she said her eyes wide with excitement she stood up and began to pace, they could do this. Gods took trips to Earth all the time why couldn’t they. Clio wanted to bounce with excitement the thought of meeting her son for the first time had her fired up and ready to go now. Though she was sure that Erato was going to be against it she was still excited. It would hurt more being this excited but she didn’t care. She danced around a little more before sitting down and waiting to hear Erato’s words. She was excited yet she was scared.
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Post by erato on Jan 7, 2011 12:34:47 GMT -5
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Hearing her name in a familiar voice made Erato smile softly and relax. She wasn’t sure if she wanted company or not, but one of her muse sisters was better than anyone else. Calliope, Euterpe, Thalia, Clio, Melpomene, Terpsichore, Urania, and Polyhymnia were on eight out of her hundreds of siblings and cousins, but they were the closest goddesses to Erato. They were her sisters, all born around the same time and all raised together, to do the same things: to inspire the arts. She knew it was one of them, but honestly with so many siblings it was hard to get the voice down right all of the time. “Clio!” Erato greeted merrily, sitting up straighter and looking around, feeling very happy to see her sister. The feeling of dread at having company was almost instantly wiped away. Clio was probably the easiest of Erato’s sisters to relate to, so it was hard not to love when she was around. Clio would understand better than anyone how Erato felt about things.
“No, it’s fine,” Erato said, no longer caring much for her books. Placing one on top of the other, she held them in her lap and watched Clio as she sat beside her. “I’ve read all of her books so many times, it’s amazing. I haven’t enjoyed literature so much since…Well since Homer was alive, I suppose, though he was more Calliope’s pride and joy,” Erato said with a smile. Her oldest sister, Calliope, was the muse of epic poetry and if anything would qualify under that, it would be The Iliad and The Oddessy by Homer. She much preferred her romance novels, but no one could deny the greatness of the two great poems. She shifted a bit in her seat and glanced at Clio curiously, her eyes filling with soft concern at Clio’s down expression.
Erato blinked as Clio blurted out that she missed her son, having momentarily forgotten that her sister did have a son. All of the gods reproduced so often it was hard to recall who had what and when. But yes, Clio did have a son, though she forgot how old he would be by now and all of those important details. Of course, he wasn’t her son and she wasn’t one to keep tabs on him…She had too many family members to keep tabs on any one or two of them. “Oh, darling,” Erato cooed soothingly, scooting closer to her sister, hesitantly and uncertainly placing her hand on her shoulder. She offered a sympathetic look and rubbed her sister’s arm reassuringly. “I know, Clio…But that’s why they go to places like…Like the American school, Camp Half Blood…Demigods learn to take care of themselves and they always have such good teachers and…Well things aren’t so grand here all the time with Ares picking fights with everyone and…and Aphrodite sleeping with everyone and…and…and with Daddy bossing everyone around! See, they probably have it much better down there,” she said comfortingly. There were reasons she preferred mortal men and longed to leave Mount Olympus for good in favor of Earth.
Only moments later Clio had devised quite the plan…Going to Earth. Erato blinked again, giggling as Clio jumped up and paced about the place. Erato sat up almost as eagerly as Clio just thinking about it. They could never remain on Earth forever, which was why Erato had always been hesitant to go at all…But Clio getting to see her son was the only excuse Erato needed to go. And to find love…How long had she dreamt of such a thing? Since Eros she hadn’t really been in love, hadn’t wanted to be since catching him in bed with Thalia. But the prospects were beautiful…Going to Earth and falling in love with a kind and loyal mortal man. There was no time to think ahead, to consider the consequences of loving a mortal. She grinned as Clio sat back down beside her. “Let’s go! We really should…I haven’t been there in…in ages. And definitely not since coming to America!”
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Thalia hummed to herself, dancing around the park happily. She had just finished showing Hermes why one should never steal a girl‘s panties…(he was a thieving god, though Thalia didn‘t mind him taking that particular item) and had enjoyed herself thoroughly. Unlike Erato and Clio, Thalia had given up on the idea of pure, perfect love and didn‘t mind taking on the lifestyle of the other gods, sleeping around to her content, and living her life to the very fullest. She liked to enjoy life, doing everything she wanted with no fear of consequences. If the repercussions were awfully serious, she just ran away from them, never facing responsibility or drama in her life. She had suffered once because she loved a mortal man, that damned Henry, and she wasn‘t going to let anything get her down again. Besides, what was the harm in enjoying oneself? No one cared about sex anyway. It wasn‘t as serious as someone like Erato seemed to think. Really, some of her sisters needed to loosen up a bit.
Her sisters were the last thing on her mind, though, merely skipping around and enjoying the afterglow of everything. Hermes had items to deliver to the Underworld and Thalia…? Well she supposed she could find something to do. With her, it wasn‘t hard to find something to occupy herself with. Or someone else, depending on how things went. Her mood was amazing and she felt light as air and high as…Well, as high as most mortals seemed to be these days. She spun once and swooped down to pluck up a beautiful pink dahlia and placed it in her hair before skipping along again, pausing momentarily when she heard familiar and excited voices. Someone sounded happy, and that was why Thalia found herself drawn towards the willow tree. Face twisted up in curiosity, Thalia half skipped and half jogged forward, lingering outside of the tree long enough to hear Erato say something about America.
While she hadn‘t heard the whole conversation, she had heard enough to hae an idea of what was going on. “Are you girls planning a trip without me?” she teased, moving a branch so that she could step through, smiling at Clio and Erato. It was no surprise to find Erato here, honestly, though she was pleased by the good mood and striking energy the two had going for them. Thalia skipped forward and plopped down on the bright green grass before them, looking up at them with bright blue-gray eyes. “I want to come! And I will take a lover and make him…or her…the greatest comedian the world has ever known! And then…And then I‘ll inspire some inspiring author to write me the greatest story of trials and errors with the best happy ending known to man,” she said, sighing happily at her two goals.
“Be careful with that,” Erato teased. “Remember Stephenie Meyer…”
“Oh hush you,” Thalia fussed playfully, shaking her head, recalling the almost too perfect ending of the Twilight saga. “I couldn‘t let her kill them all or let Jacob be miserable or anything! I‘d have been sad…And probably cried,” Thalia said, frowning slightly. “Tragedies are Mel‘s thing, so leave me alone,” she defended, sticking out her tongue and folding her arms in her lap, not taking much offense to the joke. She liked how the books had ended, even if no one else had.
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Post by CLIO on Jan 7, 2011 15:33:50 GMT -5
EVERYONE THINKS THAT I HAVE IT ALLC A S T L E W A L L SBUT IT'S SO E M P T Y LIVING BEHIND THESE
Clio was happy when Erato didn’t push her away so that she could continue reading, like Clio Erato liked her time alone until it came to one of her eight full sisters. Clio loved having eight sisters, it seemed to her that no matter what they would always be their for her, especially Erato, Clio felt the two of them were closer then the others, but she would never say that allowed. She smiled at her sister as she took a seat. “I adore history but sometimes I wish I could take a break from it, dont you ever feel like that with literature, especially bad literature. I hate watching the stupid mortals repeat history dont they learn from their mistakes?” she asked laughing to herself at how stupid they could be sometimes. It was like when a child touched a hot stove, they wouldn’t touch it again because of how it had felt, why didnt people learn that with war? It was painful but they didnt react quite the way a child did when it touched a hot stove. Clio almost though that children were smarter then the adults who raised them but were then brain washed into thinking the way their parents did. it was cruel to make a child think any other way then how he or she wanted to.
She couldnt help but think about her son Hyacinth, she had given him up to the human race, not to his own spiteful father but to a family she had watched for a while a family that she knew believed in the gods and loved the gods. A family that would treat her son right. That had been the only way she could have given him up. She needed to know he was okay which was why she wanted to go see him. Why she had gone to Erato of all other sisters to say this too. She knew that she would understand not because she had children but because she was the type of goddess to actually care. She listened to Erato’s words her sister made so much sense, “I guess you are right being at that school probably does a lot for Hyacinth. It cant be any worse for him down their then it would be up here, though besides those few little set backs Olympus is amazing I dont think I could live in the mortal world for long if given the choice.” That was a lie though, besides the war and way people acted mortals actually loved each other, she wanted that love. A love the couldnt be found up here because everyone slept with everyone else.
Clio smiled at her sisters giggles, of course she would be giddy about going to Earth. “It is the perfect plan, I haven’t been down to America either” she said half stunned by the luck of the Greek family she had chosen her son to live with had moved to America, it was perfect and she had only influenced them a little. Clio danced over to her sister grabbing her in a hug so happy that they had decided it was time to go back down to Earth. Clio spun around as she heard another voice, “Thalia, what would a trip be without you?” she asked watching her sister sit on the green grass infront of them she went to sit beside her. She laughed with her sisters as Thalia thought of her two goals for while they were down on Earth then laughed even header at Erato. “Dont worry Thalia, I liked how then ended. It was the perfect happy ending, a happy ending I want” she said looking at her two sisters. “Now when do we go down to Earth? I say as soon as possible. No time waisting lets go tonight” she was again bubbling, she couldnt help but want to dance about she was finally going to get to see her darrling son, even if he didnt know she was his mother she would get to see him.
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Post by urania on Jan 9, 2011 19:04:06 GMT -5
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Post by MELPOMENE on Jan 9, 2011 20:48:34 GMT -5
search for the answers i knew all along i lost m y s e l f, we all fall downMelpomene walked slowly down a narrow path she had found near the garden, sighing softly. It really was a beautiful, peaceful day, one that even Melpomene could appreciate. Of course, she would prefer that it not be so bright... the sun got in her eyes and she hated squinting, but once in a while it really was beautiful. Flowers bloomed along either side of the trail, bringing a small, bittersweet smile to the Muse's lips. She bent to fondle one gently, a gorgeous white rose. She snapped the stem carefully, holding it in front of her. She stared down at it while she walked lazily, twirling the flower between her fingers.
Melpomene was the Muse of Tragedy, and she hadn't earned the name "Melancholy" solely because the first three letters of the word matched the first three of her name. She was perhaps the most dismal goddess in all of Mount Olympus. Thankfully, her sisters loved her... it wasn't that Melpomene meant to be a downer, or ruin anyone else's good mood. She tried her very best not to do those sort of things. She was simply a quiet person, and one that tended to see the way things could go wrong. That was her job as the Muse of Tragedy, after all. It seemed that everyone only ever saw, or wanted to see, happy endings. That was what Melpomene was for, to inspire more tragic plots and artistry, not only because tragedy had a beauty all its own, but because tragedy made comedy so much sweeter.
She stared down at her colorless flower, stroking one of the petals. She was tempted to slowly pluck it bare, but no matter how many times she played that game, or who she was thinking of, she always landed on "loves me not..." Melpomene sighed, content just to twirl the little flower. She loved white roses. Flowers were supposed to be colorful, but white roses were still beautiful... it might be considered sad that they had no color, if you really thought about it, but the roses lived on, and were beautiful anyway. That was the sort of thing that Melpomene strove to inspire.
Lovely, feminine voices floated through the air, reaching Melpomene's ears. She lifted her eyes from the white petals, tucking her hair behind her ear as she peered around the bend in the path. The small trail had led her straight to the willow tree near the heart of the garden, and four of her sisters were there, communing around the bench. Melpomene couldn't help the small smile that dimly lit up her face upon finding them. Her sisters and fellow Muses were her favorite people in the world.
They were talking about going to Earth, finding love, and just having a great time. "Be careful..." she said softly as she joined them. She glanced at Erato and Clio in particular, worry in her eyes. She didn't mean to put a damper on their plans... she only wanted to protect her precious sisters. Melpomene had just been to Earth before, and fallen in love with mortals... it didn't always end happily, and that was something she knew well.
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Post by erato on Jan 9, 2011 21:30:27 GMT -5
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Erato laughed quietly at Clio’s question. “Oh I don’t know…It’s bad that there is bad history and bad literature…But we can’t inspire everyone and mortals are so prone to repeating past mistakes…To be fair, though, they have progressed a good bit from old times and some things aren’t as bad as they used to be,” Erato said thoughtfully, drumming her fingers quietly on the covers of her books. Dear Clio was the muse of history, and she could understand how some aspects of things could bother her, just like untalented amateurs attempting love or passionate poetry and failing miserably, making the whole thing look bad…Of course now any lovely poems were deemed unoriginal or cheesy or such, even if Erato still liked them. Mankind was changing, though, and the gods had to change with them. Or was it the gods changing and the mortals changing with them…? It was something, but Erato hadn’t changed, but she and some of her sisters, such as Thalia, having to change as definitions and expectations changed.
She smiled as Clio seemed to feel a bit better at her comforting words…Or at least attempted comfort. She seemed to feel a little better, at least, when she mentioned how good the school would be and how much better Earth would be. She said Olympus was better than Earth, though, and Erato smile dreamily and shook her head. “I don’t think so….I would love to stay on Earth, I think. The mortals…they understand love, real love. The kind of love Aphrodite doesn’t force on you and the kind of love that is loyal and true…Pure love. Made for one person and not to be given to every available person. A life so much more meaningful than sleeping with anyone you want to just to have sex and loving…Really loving someone. Just…You know…” Erato said, glancing down at the ground, starting to blush. She had just rambled on passionately…The subject was very near and dear to her heart. “It’s a wonderful place to be…Obviously not all mortals are so kind but…Many are…Many understand what it is I want and I so envy them,” she said with a sad sigh.
“Yes! Gosh, Clio, I’m so excited!” she said in a dreamy voice, feeling some warm, thrilling feeling bubbling up inside of her. Her first trip to Earth in so long! Part of her was wary, but most of her was just excited and so happy to finally go down there once again, to see all the love up close and perhaps experience it for herself. She bit her lip, only growing more enthusiastic with the entrance of Thalia. It was hard not to be bubbly and happy around the always energetic Thalia. “I’m so excited, Silly!” she breathed, using her new nickname for Thalia. “I’m sooo so so so happy! A trip with my sisters! I can hardly wait!” she gasped, jumping up, hardly able to contain herself. She began pacing as Clio had earlier, unable to slow down and sit. She took time to tease Thalia about Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series and giggled when Clio reassured her that she enjoyed the series.
“TONIGHT!” Erato cheered, jumping and giggling merrily, throwing her arms around Clio before turning to Urania as she entered. She bounced on the balls of her feet joyously and squealed, running over to her when she hugged Clio, throwing her arms around Urania when Clio stepped aside. “Yay! We’re going tonight! Or so Clio says! I’m so excited! And you’re coming with us! Gosh I hope everyone else comes, too!” she squealed. Perhaps she was too excited, but it was hard not to be. The room radiated happiness and glowing warmth. The feeling dimmed slightly upon the entrance of their more depressing sister, Melpomene. Erato loved her sister, but it was hard to want to be around her sometimes. She smiled weakly at Melpomene as she spoke. “It’ll be fine…Mortals are not perfect, but they’re so much better than the gods, I think,” she whispered, walking over to Melpomene with a small smile and hugging her sister gingerly. “Will you come with us, Mel? It’ll be so much fun!”
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Thalia grinned at Clio’s reassurance about the Twilight books. “At least someone appreciates my handiwork,” she said, shooting a teasing glare in Erato’s direction. She felt so easy, so relaxed around her sisters. She was not bothered by Erato’s words about the series, but was somewhat pleased by Clio’s praise. “It just means Clio has better taste…But I still love you, Era,” she said, winking at her sister and patting her knee gently before settling back down into the grass. It was hard not to stay in a good mood, at least when it came to Thalia. She only truly allowed herself to see the good in life, the happy things and the pleasures and never lingering on sadness or bad things at all. It was so hard to punish her, as she seemed immune and unfazed by everything under the sun. She just rolled with the flow and avoided drama when possible, and took her punishments like a big girl and remained concentrated on good, merry things.
“Tonight!” Thalia echoed, throwing her arms up and cheering. “Whoooooo!” just as Urania entered with her own exclamations. "Awww look Uranus made it!” she exclaimed, snickering at the nickname she chose for Urania. Of course there was a Uranus so maybe it wasn’t nice, but the name had such funny jokes now…Uranus…As in Your Anus…Not a clever joke anymore by mortal means, but it still cracked Thalia up. She giggled and hopped up to huge Urania like everyone else before plopping back down into the grass. “We just need to get packed up and pick a destination and partyyyy! Oooh I wanna go to a dance club! I feel like dancing! And moving and singing and…Sex…I feel like sex!” She grinned and easily swayed back and forth on the spot.
When Melpomene entered and spoke, Thalia sighed and rolled her eyes. “Tsk tsk, Melly. Don’t rain on our parade! Why be careful, when you can LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST?!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms up again and knocking herself over onto her back, giggling madly as she did so. When Erato greeted Melpomene, Thalia grinned and hopped to her feet, running over to join the little hug fest, kissing each sister on the cheek. “Yeah, Mel! Join us! Join ussssss!” she said, attempting a half ass tickle on her depressing sister. “We’re going to have a blasstttttt! And I will make you smile if it’s the last thing I ever do, Missy!” she said, gently poking her nose.
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Post by CLIO on Jan 10, 2011 9:10:59 GMT -5
EVERYONE THINKS THAT I HAVE IT ALLC A S T L E W A L L SBUT IT'S SO E M P T Y LIVING BEHIND THESE
Clio smiled as Erato had begun to talk about mortals and their stupidity for repeating the past. “I suppose they have progressed, at least most of them have” she said a sigh coming to her lips “some are still as barbaric as their forefathers were.” she laughed at how sad this made her, she wrote history and insipred history so that this would not happened yet mortals hardly listened to her. She found herself a little different from her sisters they got to inspire people she just pushed them toward a good goal sometimes or helped them record by looking back at her own daily recordings. It was a sad life to be the muse of history but if given the choice she wouldnt change what muse she was. She adored it to much now.
As their next subject started Clio listened to Erato, every word she said made so much sense and made Clio wonder if she judged mortals to harshly like everyone else on Olympus. “What it would be to find true love, uninterrupted love, pure love not this that the gods claim as love” She smiled at her sister, she knew exactly how to make Clio understand things ans she loved that about having sisters to enjoy life with. “You are right about that Erato, some of them are not nice, they rape their family members kill their family members, do almost anything to cause someone else pain it is horrific to watch” she said tears nearly coming to her eyes thinking about the little girl she had been watching the other day, the little girl she could not help at all it saddened her deeply at what was happening to her.
“Of course I enjoyed it” she smiled at Thalia, how could she not enjoy any of her sisters works they were all so talented in many different ways that it opened her eyes to everything. “Yay I am more loved then you” she said sticking her tongue out to Erato before bouncing of to Thalia her arms wide open for a hug. Today she loved hugs more then anything she guessed it was because she was over excited about going to Earth again. Way to excited about going to Earth.
Clio laughed happily at Erato as she began to jump and dance around at the thought of the trip to Earth. Clio herself was a little wary but that passes as the excitement in her grew, they were going tonight “Its been sooo long” she said her bubblieness matching Erato’s. “The last time I went was all of us” she said as she skipped about the garden stopping to smell a flower quickly. “I wonder if I will find love this time, not a messed up man who hates the gods” she said remembering the king she had slept with the last time she had gone to earth he was a prick who hated the gods and goddesses and only slept with her to parade who dumb the gods were about. It pained her. BUt she pushed that to another spot entirely and bounced around happily.
Clio was excited when yet another sister joined them Urania, she smiled at her sister “about time you woke up” she said rushing over to her to give her a hug. “We are deciding right now when we are leaving” she said happily before dancing back toward the rest of the group dragging Urania with her. She had just finished saying that as Thalia began to explain to Urania what was happening. “ooo a dance club” she chimed above excited that they could dance “I am up for that” she said her smile becoming even brighter then it had been before. She was in such a good mood with the prospects of maybe getting to see her son soon. It wasnt but a few moments later that yet another sister walked into the garden. She smiled at Melpomene as she joined them her smile then quickly faded as, Melpomene looked at her as she spoke about being careful, what was her sisters gift saying to her. “Whats going to happen?” she asked looking around to see if anyone else had noticed the look. Thalia and Erato had “Yeah I am sure it will be fine” she echoed Erato as Erato said that Mel shoudl come with them “Ohh yes yes you should” she said dancing over to her as Thalia began to speak she shook her head to what Thalia was saying “ill help her make sure you have lots of fun” Clio said moving toward her sister with hope in her eyes. “common you have to come” she said with the biggest puppy dog eyes she could make.
“I think we should go right into New York City, at least their we are sure we will find a club and their are loads of people to mingle with I know lots of us are going to look for love so the more people the more chances at love right?” she asked her sisters looking to see if any of them agree’d with her about New York. The only other place she could think of besides New York was Vagas and Vegas was the city of sin, she didnt think any of them wanted to be their. Especially not when they were looking for love, maybe if they were all just looking to get pregnant by random stranger but not their for love. She also thought vegas was not the purest place for her and her sisters to go, their was far to many drugs their as well as bad people and none of them needed to deal with that. She didnt want to see any of her sisters getting hurt by bad people or by fake love though she knew a lot of them already had felt the stings of fake love, she counted herself as one of them. And her main reason for wanting New York was because that was where her son was, and she wanted more then anything to see him.
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