the very first.

[oflove]

You all look stunning.

[ A great feast is being held for all of you. ALL OF YOU when you come down from your little area in Olympus to see the most amazing layout of food in your entire lives. The Goddess of Love herself looks around you with intrigue. ]

Well, enjoy yourselves. And if you get along well... maybe fate had it in store for you?

[ ooc; OPENING PARTY POST, with a trick. Optionally, you might feel a pinprick of 'wow... that person looks amazing' before shaking it off. A little love at first sight that fades away in two seconds, leaving your character back to normal. Aphrodite can't help but have a little fun at your expense. With that out of the way! Party! Freak out! You're gods now! ]

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[wingbacked]

[ dumb jocks? ]

Nope, just gonna keep eating until I feel like stopping.

[ fuck yeah using omnipotence for useless shit like bottomless stomachs ]

[castofthought]

Unborn children are crying of hunger.

[ peace bro. keep up the good work by causing mass starvation. ]

[wingbacked]

Somehow, you don't look too upset about that.

[castofthought]

I'm not the one who's eating all that food when it's not needed as a god.

[wingbacked]

I don't have to need things to enjoy them.

[castofthought]

Enjoying something at the expense of others.

Isn't that what's expected of us, as gods? [ she takes chopsticks into her hand gingerly, poking at a tomato on the table. ] You're doing the right thing, by eating all this.

[all of this comes out at mere...observation. flat-toned. it's not meant to be condescending or insulting in any way. ]

[wingbacked]

If you say so. Though we can probably just make more, anyway.

[castofthought]

Maybe. Maybe it will be that easy. To make food for us. But not for them. [ the followers who grovel, who starve, who are mortal. perhaps absolute power corrupts absolutely. already, many are using their godhood to be gluttons. but it's okay. no one's judging.

truly, this is paradise. she eats the tomato. ]

[wingbacked]

You mad it's easier for us or something?

[ not that she sounds like it, but she doesn't sound like anything. can't really figure out why she brought it up. ]

[castofthought]

Why be mad at what's natural?

[ never take morals from nature. that they have this awesome power is also part of it. ] Accept it.

[ accept fate. accept kindness. accept cruelty. the latter is what she knows all too well. ]

[wingbacked]

Some people just like getting mad. That's natural, too, isn't it?

Seems like neither of us are that sort, anyway.

[castofthought]

Aa. [ a curt agreement. it seems practiced, simply agreeing. ] Not when you can't help it. [ when someone has the power to change what's natural, that's when others should be upset. and as gods, the have that power. so...she won't hold it against the humans, should the followers become mad at her. ]

[ another pause. ] Madotsuki. [ her name. ]

[wingbacked]

Masaki.

[castofthought]

[ she nods...looking from him to the feast before him. after a moment, she speaks. ] So what's your favorite?

I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT GREEK FOOOOOD

[wingbacked]

[ gestures ]

Probably the cheese there, with the flatbread.

[ pause ]

Though I like curry bread better.

sounds about right??

[castofthought]

[ she was smart enough to make chopsticks by breaking wood. she takes those chopsticks, picking a piece of bread off his plate with them (yes, she's that good) and then takes a bite. chews.


and then nods. ] ....Yeah.

[ curry bread is much better, although she can't remember the last time she had it ]

good enough!

[wingbacked]

Guess our tastebuds haven't changed much.

[castofthought]

We wouldn't be able to tell. [ if their tastebuds changed, how would they know? ]

[wingbacked]

[ shrug ]

Our perspectives, then.

[castofthought]

[ a small nod. ] They change. They're plastic.

[wingbacked]

How so?

[castofthought]

[ she taps her head ] Experience. [ and then she points to him. ] And meeting others.

[wingbacked]

The plastic, I meant.

[ wait don't be rude ]

But that's true.

[castofthought]

[ she's using plastic as an adjective. she blinks. ] It means it can be reshaped. Again.


...And again. [ the mind can, both psychically and mentally. and the world can be reshaped, too. finally, she tags a small smile to the end of her sentence. ]

[wingbacked]

I've never heard it used that way before. You learn something new every day.