Of the GodsMain MenuOf the GodsPick Your PoisonChoose your own destiny. Pick the woman whose shoes you will walk in, and your choices will determine the fate of human civilization....and who will file those papers before noon.Deity Profile: Meet LilithDeity Profile: Meet Kumi HoDeity Profile: Meet ErisKate Kennedy68ea8327fe7c4deff92d3d6d9ba1afe8045c334e
1media/eriss.png2017-12-08T15:44:52-08:00Tap him on the shoulder4plain2017-12-11T10:46:18-08:00 With a kind hand, you shush him and continue on yourself.
"My....friend and I simply wanted to extend a bi of our...gratitude towards my....humble beginnings. Won't you take this as a gift?"
You extend out your hand with the golden phone.
Zeus seems confused. "Why would you bring me this?"
"Oh no, not for you, sir," you explain. I figured you might like a fair bit of competition at your celebration, a party game if you will. Of course, someone will have o fill your position since you've been promoted to work in Celestial Affairs up with the big boys. Rather than manage us little old demigods. What better way than for you to pick your successor yourself?" You turn around to show the rest of the room, and hold the phone high.
You continue, "In my hand is an artifact from Earth, one we all know very well in this day. Humans and their overpriced communication devices, you know. I know how much we all enjoy collecting such prizes from our Sim city down below, so I figured this one could go to the one, you sir, deem most worthy."
1media/eriss.png2017-12-08T16:24:42-08:00The Pitch3plain2017-12-11T10:46:43-08:00 The women are inquisitive about the source of the peculiar item.
"Where did you get it, Eris? Was it a gift," Hera asks with a smile and looks toward Loki
"It's so...beautiful!" Aphrodite exclaims. "I think I'm in love..." she says romantically as she dramatically puts her hand to her heart.
"Come on, it's clearly a trick. It's not real, it's another one of her...illusions" says Athena, ever the skeptic.
"Oh no, look!" Loki chimes in. "It's very real, I assure you. Gorilla glass, faux golden exterior, extremely breakable!"
He pulls the phone out of the boss' hand and throws it to the ground with force. He picks it back up and displays it like he is pitching a useless product on a late-night As Seen on TV commercial. The glass is shattered.
"See? Only humans could makes something so fragile...like them!"
All three ladies and the surrounding group coo at this revelation. You look into space with disdain...he's overdoing it.
"So, bossman?" he nudges Zeus with his elbow only for it to obviously hurt while not budging the boss. He rubs his elbow, wincing in pain, and continues. "Who's...it gonna..be?"