@amber_is_in_a_loop
fudge those idiots. trust us, the Internet friends you are definitely pretty
fudge those idiots. trust us, the Internet friends you are definitely pretty
But it's my family who said that…
in that case it should mean even more that us unbiased people think you're stunning
Thank youuuu
you're ever so welcome remember, I speak only the truth
ALRIGHT
Apollo or Hyacinth?
Hyacinth please
Perfect! Do we need templates do you think? Or just straight into it
Your choice
Alright well since they're already existing characters, it should be easy enough to follow thorough their already existing personalities!
Shall we start then?
Sure!
The sweet, lighthearted music of the lyre wafted through the marbled halls, riding along with the intoxicating scent of Dionysius's vines. Apollo lay across his and his sister's throne, bare feet propped on her armrest.
He lazily strummed along to the simple song he hummed, lost in a sun-filled daydreamed.
Bump
(Sorry!)
Hyacinth, the beautiful Spartan Prince with curly brown hair, a cheeky grin, and amethyst eyes that seemed even brighter in the sun, was currently out in the heat as he talked to people. He needed to help resolve a situation, which was stupid in his opinion, it was about a husband who had two wives and had found out about each other. He sighed as he turned to the wives, glancing at them. "What punishment do you think he deserves?"
Out of the corner of his glittering blue eyes Apollo spotted, down below, a man. A gorgeous man. He seemed to be negotiating something official, and the god slipped off the thrones to approach.
"Public execution," One replied.
"A hundred lashes." The other one replied.
Hyacinth nodded at both of their responses, glancing at the man. "You, according to these two women who definitely don't deserve you as their husband, you will receive a hundred lashes and will be publicly hanged after. Enjoy your last few hours of being alive without someone trying to kill you, but if you try to leave, you will be killed on the spot." He said, glaring at the man as he was dragged away by the guards.
A playful grin flickered onto his face, and Apollo morphed into an ocre-plumed nightingale to twirl down to earth, landing on a branch a few feet away from the man in question.
Hyacinth turned to the women again and smiled sweetly at them. "Thank you for telling us and for not accepting his apology or doing anything like that."
They both nodded and returned the smile and were escorted away to their houses. Hyacinth almost instantly plopped in a chair, sighing as he rested his head in his hand while staring at the ground. I didn't make a bad choice, did I?
(christ I'm so so sorry, I'm in strange place right now, and I'm just trying to keep up)
Apollo, as a bird, hopped off of his branch and looped towards the Prince, chirping cheerfully.
The Prince looked tired, worried. In a loud chitter a cloud of sundust wafted over to him, momentarily bathing him in gold and lightening his mood.
(boomp)
(Sorry again!)
Hyacinth couldn't help but smile a bit when a bird landed on his shoulder, his smile widening a bit more when the cloud of sundust wafted over him. "Well, hello there."
(do not fret, I'll also be off a lot in the coming two weeks, I've got exams atm)
The bird chirped happily and nuzzled closer into Hyacinth's neck.
He smelled of essential oils and soap… Of royalty. It was an automatic point in his favour, and the god fluttered his wings.
(Same here)
Hyacinth let out a small laugh, turning his head to look at the bird. "Do you want water or food?" He asked softly, his eyes flickering around the room for a second to see if anyone else was here.
The bird flew into the air in a graceful arc, and disappeared into a cloud of white as it landed. In its place stood a young man with a groomed mop of golden hair, shimmering blue eyes and a thin white toga, cinched at the waist by a polished bronze belt.
"That depends what you're offering," Apollo said in a suave drawl, eyes trained on the young Prince.
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