#ar.

ABOUT

Name: Clytemnestra Tyndareus Suggested Occupation: Chief Operating Officer of HELE-N, scion of the Tyndareus Group Age: 48. Gender & Pronouns: Cis man, he/him. FC Suggestion: Mahershalah Ali. Can be seen: Addressing the press in Amon’s stead, spotted giving private concertos in the Tyndareus estate’s gardens, stalking the labs of HELE-N, furiously texting Menelaus - ie: damage control, flipping between the Rhea brothers on Tala.

STATS

Influence  ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ Charisma  ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ Protection  ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ Information  ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ Experience  ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆

CODEX

(tw mention of parental death)

Before there was Clytemnestra, there was the Tyndareus line. While they have been on everyone’s lips—and in anyone’s pocket—in Arcadia, few can say what accounts for their rise to the heights. Indeed, the veritable dynasty has always been better known for their wealth and the obscurity that clouds them, than what they did to obtain it. This is what we know: the esteemed and luxurious line began with one humble figure, much as the Rheas did, though this empire is much older but albeit less expansive, less public, and less notorious (but not by much). It began with Lacedaemon, a prominent lawyer within the city-states. It is rumored that he shielded his earnings through a series of trust funds and tax code loopholes, but in itself that sin is nothing new among the city-states. Lacedaemon’s wealth first began with investments into early real-estate and various tech start-ups in Arcadia, and from there, their assets blossomed—or festered—into enough wealth to fill their coffers dozens of times over. 

Most people these days are quite familiar with the Tyndareus Group, the family’s holding company that has its hands in some of Arcadia’s most lucrative. For the past decade, the leading figures were Amyclas—Clytemnestra’s eclectic father, beloved by his ilk, detested by everyone else—and their mother, Leda, similarly from an old family. While Arcadians of note can boast of being familiar with the numerous Tyndareus children, who have been clinging to the limelight season after season, few people can claim such familiarity with Clytemnestra. 

Their family has always been friendly with the Mycenae’s, going so far as to take in the two brothers, Agamemnon and Menelaus, when their parents passed. Amyclas and Leta would allow the ‘wild boars’, as they affectionately called the brothers, to roam the estate as if it was theirs. In those tumultuous days, Amon and Clytemnestra, developed a nebulous bond, an alliance and attachment between like souls and minds. Once the brothers’ time as wards was over, the two went their separate ways. In fact, as most of those ill-fitted for the world do, they chose opposite corners of the earth, heights and depths as difficult to scale as the ocean is to plumb. Amon went to RheSeq, to join his mentor and idol, Cronus Rhea, and Clytemnestra to the Tyndareus Group. It wouldn’t be until much later, with the death of a titan, that they reunite. They find each other after Cronus’ demise, after Amon’s proverbial exile from the heart of the Rhea empire, after those long, shadowy years where no one can explain what that magnate was doing. At the end of this hermitage, it is Amon who brings his premier idea for a new genome sequencing tech, dropping it right at Clytemnestra’s gate. The gates of a colossus with the wealth to fund it, vault their plans towards the peaks they knew they were meant to achieve. 

That isn’t to say that what is hard to understand is always hard to love. It might be better put that they prefer to be seen that way. You see, Clytemnestra was always at odds, even in their childhood—clashing with the world, with the legacy they’d inherited, with their family, their siblings, but always, especially, with themself. Too often, even what they wanted and needed confronted with their actions; impulsive at times, reticent often, their own whims were and remain a sprawling labyrinth, indecipherable and vast. 

They had their strengths, of course, and the argument could be made that these talents are drawn precisely from their indecipherable nature. On the corridors of power—and at the negotiation table—they flaunt a perfect poker face, compounded and sustained by their inclination towards puzzles and hidden processes. Their selective, chameleonic creativity lends itself to certain art forms, but pays little regard to anyone else’s peace of mind… including, some may say, their own. With this new plan of action there can be no hopes for clarity, but Clytemnestra never wanted it. Their path forward as one of the faces of HELE-N, as its chief trailblazer and champion alongside Amon, feels the closest thing to clarity they’ve ever known. 

CONNECTIONS

Familial connections: None.

Professional connections: Agamemnon Mycenae (equals, childhood friend, thorn in the side). 

Social connections: Briseis Krisia (fascination, as old wolves always tend to the young). Diomedes Delyle (beautiful little upstart). Menelaus Mycenae (childhood friend, their father’s ward, a liability who can’t keep their mouth shut). Odysseus Laertes (a danger let loose in the Quorum, unless they can find some hens for this fox to kill). Orion Hyria (easy to admire, easier to tease). Circe (family friends, rife with the bitter wounds & galling party stories of Arcadian scions). Icarus (not to be trusted, as no Olympian should be). Prometheus (too naive to be switched, too blind to take the bait). 

ANGIE: i'm taking babygirl on friday

ABOUT

Full name & known aliases: Hyacinth Partan. Faction: Arcadia. Occupation: Former Delos Film Studios employee, former creative director, actor. Age: 33. Gender & pronouns: Cis man, he/him Faceclaim: Robert Pattinson. Can be seen: Surfing Tala, the news & trying to catch up on things he missed, listening to Apollo’s album, flipping a chip between their fingers, ignoring his parents’ phone calls, dodging Ganymede’s questions.

STATS

Influence  ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ Charisma  ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ Protection  ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ Information  ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ Experience  ★  ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

CODEX

(tw: addiction, violence)

If anybody was born to be in front of the camera it would be Hyacinth. Humble and charismatic, there weren’t a lot of people with anything negative to say about them. They could be a little too much to handle at times but they made up for it in their work ethic. A cheerleader of some sort, you could always find Hyacinth supporting and helping their co-stars. Meeting Apollo Rhea was like completing a puzzle that he didn’t know had a piece missing. It began the happiest and longest relationship Hyacinth has ever had, and included being almost adopted into the Rhea family as a whole. If only Hyacinth’s secrets weren’t the cause of it’s slow downfall.

It started innocently enough, one night that turned late at a local casino, celebrating another finished film that would become a success. Hyacinth was in the company of friends, playing cards on the table, when a big win awakened a rush of adrenaline the likes of which they’ve never felt before, a rush that Hyacinth would continue to chase. Looking back, there was never any explanation for why they continued their pursuit, but maybe it was in their eyes, the anticipation, the need to feel that rush over and over again, fighting, to just taste it one last time. However, it was never one last time for them. It was always one more game, another deal– maybe one more time and the rush would be within reach again.

The public, their friends and their loved ones never knew anything was wrong. The money they earned in their occupation only helped fuel their illness. Hyacinth would say they were going elsewhere only to end up at the casino once again. It controlled their whole life to a point where their own money was gone, but the need for that rush remained, deeply rooted, and the only solution– a solution that made Hyacinth hate themself a little more– was to steal money from their lover, a person that never once questioned their loyalty.

Three years ago it all came to a boiling point. In the Tartarus casino they could win, the desperation in their eyes was obvious. But they lost once again and unfortunately it seemed like this was one loss too many. The loan sharks they’d used to continue their games at the casino were expecting to get paid and they weren’t taking no for an answer. Trying to stall for more time didn’t help either, the threats they received leading to them getting beaten up when they were unable to pay. Hyacinth was beaten so badly that he needed to be taken to a hospital, where his parents were contacted and took it as a sign and an opportunity. 

You see, Hyacinth’s parents never liked the Rheas, and despised the close relationship their son had with the infamous family. Their hatred was only fueled further when they blamed them for what happened on that night in Tartarus. The only logical step they saw in order to protect their son was to put in him in a private hospital in Arcadia, where he’s spend the last three years in a coma.

CONNECTIONS

Familial connections: N/A.

Professional connections: Artemis (former collaborator, rebuilding the formerly close friendship). Ganymede (parasite, think they know everything). Orion (if all else fails, hopefully their ticket to the Arcadian film scene). Sisyphus (no longer works in the Tartarus’ casino biz, interesting). Zeus (former boss, looking to get back in their good graces). Social connections: Apollo (maybe his heart never stopped beating for them). Athena (former friend, loved their energy). Ares (easy to annoy, share fond memories). Circe (old friend, much smarter than he is). Dionysus (closest confidante, missed them dearly). Menelaus (Former friend, would’ve preferred if the film never happened than to be replaced). Zagreus (last person to see them alive in Tartarus three years ago– probably didn’t cause any trauma, right?).

ANGIE: okay so i'm child free this weekend

ANGIE: i wanna be drunk till i don't remember my name