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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
Watch your mouth
1media/eriss.png2017-12-06T13:26:08-08:00Kate Kennedy68ea8327fe7c4deff92d3d6d9ba1afe8045c334e259994plain2017-12-11T10:38:42-08:00Kate Kennedy68ea8327fe7c4deff92d3d6d9ba1afe8045c334e"Are you trying to get us killed?" you whisper, as you worry the boss is still within earshot.
"Aw relax, he'll get over it. He'll go hurl some thunderbolts and lightening, it'll be very very frightening for every man, woman, and child in the Chicago area, and all will be right in his world."
You crack a stubborn smile, knowing he's right.
"Still, you need to be careful...they've been talking about a job opening in management once bossy pants gets to move upstairs with the big boys. I don't wanna lose my chance to run this shithole."
"Ah but a beautiful shithole it is...you better watch out, I've got my eye on that position too."
You scoff at his overconfidence. "Like they'd pick you..."
"Oh come on, don't be cruel. You know hard work is only half the battle... the other half requires charm. Something you clearly lack."
You roll your eyes. "They don't call you god of charm either..Loki...try again."
"Got me there, I 'spose. Say, how about we blow this popsicle stand, and go cause some trouble?"