Heroes and gods (Open)

[thewinedude]

Who: Mr. D (grumpy wine god) and anyone who wants to pester him
When: daytime, current day.
Where: the Plaza but possibly anywhere else in the city, too.
Style: action brackets or prose. Whichever.
Status: Ongoing and open

The longer he was here, and he obviously hadn't been here long, the more Dionysus was convinced that this was his own little pocket of Tartarus. He couldn't remember off-hand how he could possibly have pissed off the Big Three enough to deserve this. Not recently anyway. And never all of them in conjunction. Even drunken gods have a sense of self-preservation.

And yet here he was. Alone. Separated from his wife, his wine, his son(s)... even his overbearing father. He was still somehow in charge of looking after ungrateful half-bloods, and this time there was no Pac-Man to distract him. Even a normal deck of cards eluded him. If this wasn't the eternal torment of the most grievous of sinner, Mr D didn't know what was. Give him a rock to push up a hill any day.

So the displaced wine god did whatever a normal person did in times of great strife... he sought religion. Or whatever passed for religion in this place. He'd heard talk of Lamufao, and it was really only proper for Dionysus to present himself.

(...He hoped Lamufao wouldn't think he was being inconsiderate for visiting while dressed in dark purple sweatpants, purple running shoes, and a leopard-print shirt. And for getting a little lost along the way.)


((ooc: Feel free to approach him in any stage of his "going to see Lamufao" excursion. Open to all!))

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[not_heavens_adam]

Johnny rarely went to the coral god with the exception of the monthly need to do so or get sick and the occasions when a friend went missing. He knew people went to it and prayed for their friends to come back and, for some of them, it worked.

It had yet to work for Johnny.

For several weeks after Crowley, Jacob, and Otoha had all left at the same time, Johnny had gone to the coral and actually prayed to it to bring at least one of them back and he'd might as well have been praying to nothing for all the good it did him. He'd eventually given up and decided that maybe it ran by the same rules God did and a vampire's prayers and desires were hardly worth consideration. Yet here he was again, sitting on the fountain's edge feeling thoroughly put out.

This wasn't his first or second day here and there still hadn't been any answer. He'd hoped Lamufao would listen this time because he wasn't praying for his own reasons, but for Sola's. Zelda had been very important to both the hylian and the entire bubble, so surely it would make an exception and listen this time.

The phrase 'no dice' seemed to fit here.

He was about to give up and go do something more productive with himself when a man with...interesting fashion choices seem to be approaching the coral from the other side. Not that Johnny knew everyone's name, but he did know a fair number of their faces and this wasn't one he recognized; maybe he was new. Either way, he was far more interesting than being frustrated with a hunk of magical rock, so he decided to wait and watch what the man was going to do.

[zipperlips]

Pestering is an inevitable fact of life, living in Vatheon. Pestering by Kurloz, though, is perhaps more rare. He doesn't go up to strangers without cause. Mr. D managed to catch his attention with the purple clothing and the leopard print, but that in itself wasn't enough reason to approach- just an idle note of someone who had (in his opinion) a pretty good taste in clothes.

What kept his attention about Mr. D is that they appeared to be going in the same direction. Ahead of him, the wine god was making the right turns to head toward the Plaza. Which is why, when the man finally made a wrong turn, rather than assuming he was going somewhere else, Kurloz approached and reached out to tap him on the shoulder.

Sorry, action because I'm a lazy sacka.

[goodnightsweetprince]

[ The first thing that caught Gumball's eye was Mr. D's glorious outfit. The second thing that caught his eye was, well. That's it. Gumball only needed one reason to approach and that happened to be it!

He walked up to Mr. D with a wave and a smile, greeting the stranger. Gumball still considered himself new to this place so it wasn't TOO weird for him to be going around attempting to make friends. Plus, he's used to being royal and social and throwing pointless parties. ]

Greetings, well-dressed stranger!

[dontsaymyname]

Barry was wandering the streets of the Plaza in search of something. His heart wasn't really in it. The honesty curse had been lifted, but Barry couldn't help but think of what had happened the last time he had tried to find some prey.

Much to his surprise he stumbles across a specimen he hadn't expected to find in this world.

"My, aren't you an interesting one." The demon smiled sweetly and walked over to the wine god, completely fearless.

[ex_knowledge575]

Annabeth has been wanting to take a closer look at the coral for a week or two now. After her discussion with Stein, she's curious to see just how it operates, given that the locals here worshiped it as a god.

Not that she's skeptical. She's lived around all sorts and forms of gods her entire life. If anything she's curious about its form and function, especially given the way it heals people.

So she's not overly surprised to feel better after touching it. Sure, she'd been told that it had that effect, but it was almost as good as drinking nectar! She's have to plan a regular trip into hers and Percy's diaries.

What she is surprised about is the familiarly-dressed god she runs straight into as soon as she turns around to leave. Oh gods, not again.

"Oh. Mr D. Nice to see you."

[fundemetal]

Most days Leo visited the coral. Sometimes it was just to touch it on his way to doing whatever he was up to that day. Others he'd stick around for a little bit after over where they'd repaired the devices on the coral. The area was blocked off now, but he liked to make sure that nothing had disturbed the area or the devices.

He was over in that area when he spotted Mr D approaching. Great. Hopefully the god wouldn't notice him and he could escape at some point while he was distracted. But the chances of that happening were slim.