Spinning on theta he rushed to her grabbing her throat tightly. His hands feel unnaturally cold to the touch as if there is no life left within. “ Do you know what you’ve done!” He spat pulling her close to his face and glaring at her through his unnerving black eyes.
//…um
what
like I get y’all have kind characters who treat the dead well but uh
could we tone it down maybe a little?
((Who'd ya grab?))
((And in Madelyn's defense she's been preaching respect for the dead for like the last hour and then someone quite literally does one of the worst thing imaginable based on her beliefs– raises the dead. Madelyn is also technically crazy, is under extreme stress, has PTSD, a gun, and wants answers.)) ((In the situation can you really blame her for pointing a gun (she know will miss at almost any range) at someone she is currently perceiving as a threat?))
//no, Maddie’s fine atm
I mean, a little extra for me but some characters are like that and that’s what makes them good
I just mean Thanatos’s whole grabbing theta thing
((Oh… ok… I though this was addressing the whole group over all.))((Yeah extra come with the territory right now, but she can be calmed down easily enough, once the moment passes and she can clear her head.))
Spinning on theta he rushed to her grabbing her throat tightly. His hands feel unnaturally cold to the touch as if there is no life left within. “ Do you know what you’ve done!” He spat pulling her close to his face and glaring at her through his unnerving black eyes.
Theta automatically bared her teeth, digging her sharp nails into his hands. "Well, I'm sorry if I didn't want to be sent to a watery grave before doing some dumb shit!"
“Excuse me?” Reyna hissed, stepping up to them. The knives were raised slightly. “Shouldn’t we be asking you that, Sir I-Can-Control-The-Zombies?”
((Who'd ya grab?))
((And in Madelyn's defense she's been preaching respect for the dead for like the last hour and then someone quite literally does one of the worst thing imaginable based on her beliefs– raises the dead. Madelyn is also technically crazy, is under extreme stress, has PTSD, a gun, and wants answers.)) ((In the situation can you really blame her for pointing a gun (she know will miss at almost any range) at someone she is currently perceiving as a threat?))
// he grabbed theta not Maddie
“ You killed him you know” he mutters, losing some of the ferocity from before. “You wiped his soul from existence, he can never return to the underworld now”
Theta froze, her hands falling loose at her sides. "I did what? No, but that doesn't make sense, if they were buried with the proper offerings, then they will be turned into sea foam and lifted up to heaven- oh. You are mortals. Oh. You are mortals-"
Theta froze, her hands falling loose at her sides. "I did what? No, but that doesn't make sense, if they were buried with the proper offerings, then they will be turned into sea foam and lifted up to heaven- oh. You are mortals. Oh. You are mortals-"
He laughs at you’re reaction but there is no humor within. “You really don’t know” he asks incredulously. He drops theta in a heap and walks to the body of the decapitated corpse. “A soul that has risen from the underworld cannot be returned through death, they have already died, and dieong banished them to a fate that is unimaginably horrible.” He turns to her again the anger back in his eyes. “You have sentenced him to something that would drive any person mad.”
"Poseidon have mercy," Theta whispered, (i'm assuming that thanatos let go over the loki choke hold thing a while ago) looking down at the decapitated body. She closed her eyes and started chanting softly but quickly, dropping a small piece of parchment. She opened her eyes about a minute later. "I'm sorry."
He slumps against a nearby gravestone, facing the group and his flaming hair begins to subside, reverting to its previous form. When back to normal his ebony black hair reaches his shoulder San she begins to tie it back in a short messy ponytail. “ Don’t…….. don’t be sorry….. you didn’t know…..” he sighs and leans back starring up into the bright moon. With the fog now subsiding you can make out what he looks like more clearly. His face is regal and handsome although the image is tarnished by his gaunt cheeks and the obvious stress lines. His chin and cheekbones end sharply and his skin is pale and discolored almost as if there isn’t blood within. His piercing golden yellow eyes appear to glow in the dark setting as they stare off into the sky.
"I think you've forgotten to answer a question or two," Madelyn pulled the hammer back, "Who are you?"
"I think you've forgotten to answer a question or two," Madelyn pulled the hammer back, "Who are you?"
He lets out a tired sigh, ignoring Maddie’s threat and looks her dead in the eye. “Oh I’ve forgotten nothing” he answers monotonously.
“Have you really forgotten nothing?” Chelsea and Chester (I’m sorry) mused. Apparently Syncing up was a defense mechanism and the two felt quite uncomfortable.
He glances over, catching the eye of Chelsea and blushing a little but otherwise not responding.
"Then you are purposefully being rude," Madelyn did not budge. "And that is quite insulting to the company you are currently keeping."
"Then you are purposefully being rude," Madelyn did not budge. "And that is quite insulting to the company you are currently keeping."
Rolling his eyes he pulls himself back to his feet and walks over to Madelyn standing an inch from her face “Names are powerful things, they aren’t something you should hand out to every person you meet, When I first saw you I thought you’d understand that, but looks can be deceiving I guess”
'Yes, names are powerful and it could go along way to making us trust you." Madelyn was never one for backing down and only broke eye contact to lean in a whisper so that only he could heard, "Even if it's not a true name I won't hold it against you." She pulled away and smiled in a way that would made the devil nervous. "Or you could share why and how you could set them free."
“ I set nothing free, I’m the one rushing around trying to fix this mess” he answered returning her glare with a hint of respect in his eyes and stance. “ I’m Thanatos “ he greeted, displaying his hand to be shaken .
She reached out and took his hand, "If you like you can call me Maddie." She smiled, "So then Thanatos," She said the name as though she were testing how it feltand sounded coming from her. "Why clean up a you did not make?"
“Who else will” he questioned and returning her smile he sat down against a grave, gesturing for her to do the same. “My father, as unlikely as it may seem, is Hades, the god of death and the underworld.”
A god of death, Madelyn's own experience made her weary of death. After all there is a difference between having respect for the dead and respecting death it's self. "His reputation precedes him."
A god of death, Madelyn's own experience made her weary of death. After all there is a difference between having respect for the dead and respecting death it's self. "His reputation precedes him."
A warm laugh escapes his lips filling the graveyard with a cheery mirth. “Ahh you have no idea”