well this should be no surprise to Anyone but, we're going to officially shut down for a few weeks and try to regroup after an official hiatus. this is super hard for me to post and do, this rp is my baby and both admins care about it and all of our members so so much. after we take a real break where we're not stressing about this on the back burner, we will regroup and see about maybe relaunching, so keep an eye on the tumblr!
I truly appreciate those of you who stuck around and held out, and those of you still interested in joining us . this is not the end!
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Congratulations, Basileios, you have been granted admittance to the Island. Please add our moderator account within three days or your face claim will be reopened.
OOC
Name: Ali
Are you 18+? Yes, 26
Time Zone: Central CST -6
Do you understand…? Yes
Second Character: No (But is a Reapply)
IC
Face Claim/Group: Dawn (Solo)
Chosen Name: Basileios ‘Vas’ Costas
Son of: Mania (Manea) Goddess of Insanity/Madness
House: Ionic
Sample
Fall 2013
The cafe was peaceful, the patrons oblivious to the narrative playing out in demigods mind. He spoke to himself, although no one could hear a word. A scene played out in his head as his eyes scanned the room. ‘Do it.’ The voice in his head hissed as he remained still. His eyes stilled their movement as a girl across the room lifted an expensive fancy drink to her lips, most likely the seasonal bullshit corporations like to shove down impressionable young women’s throat. Pumpkin spice. Cafes always reeked of the scent this time of year. ‘She’ll burn herself.’ His eyes rolled at the voice. ‘Or even better, him.’ Slowly he made his way to the empty queue that had been filled almost to the door only minutes before when he walked in. “Large coffee, black.” He said to the cashier who smiled at him as he approached. If only she knew. She wouldn’t smile at him if he let the insanity inside him slip, even just a little. Mortals were afraid of everything, he knew this all to well. ‘Stop hoarding all the fun!’ The voice barked at him as he handed bills over to the cashier. His eye twitched as he yelled back at the voice in his head. “Not here!” As if on cue the voice uttered a phrase the demigod hated and it always made him slip. Even just a little. ‘Sharing is caring, Basil.’ As the voice said his nickname the barista behind the espresso machine let out a giggle that startled everyone in the cafe in earshot. The demigod reached for his cup of coffee and without waiting for the change he headed for the door. The girl’s giggle grew louder and the ominous sound filled the whole cafe. Basileios knew he needed to get away, the longer he hung around the more insane the poor girl would grow, it would feed off his energy. If he got far enough away the episode would only last a few more moments before the insanity trying to latch itself to her would dissipate and her mind would be as sound as it was before his slip. As he walked away he pondered how he had lasted this long, any other poor soul would have been institutionalized by now.
Congratulations, Leo, you have been granted admittance to the Island. Please add our moderator account within three days or your face claim will be reopened.
OOC
Name / Alias: Noël
Are you 18+?: Yes
Time Zone: gmt-6
Do you understand that this roleplay is an 18+ environment, and that you may be exposed to explicit material, mature content, or triggering themes?: Yes
Is this a second character?: No
IC
Face claim / Group/occupation: Park Jinyoung of GOT7
Chosen Name: Lyonel “Leo” Blanchet
Son/Daughter of: Hypnos
House: Ionic
Please include a writing sample below. Does not have to be of this character, you are welcome to use any previous threads from other rps you believe best showcase your writing. We are seeking quality, not length.:
A dizzying concoction of sights and scents rushed back to Leo, rising to assault his senses as he ached and shuddered into awareness. The crumpled indent of the Volkswagen’s roof was all he could make out under the dim lighting of nightfall, and there was little more he could do than lay against the seat in a panting heap. Each breath brought with it the distinctly metallic taste of pennies, and he was only vaguely cognizant of the injuries he had sustained.
He lay there, gasping shallowly as the metallic taste rose to hug the surface of his tongue. It was only when the blood started to trickle down his throat that he began coughing. His back arched under the force of his gargling hacks, but his body was held back by the stiff confines of a seat belt. Soon from his lips ripped a shout of agony. There was a burst of pain that seared through his right arm, throbbing in the center of his bicep like a second heart. Something sharp and large had managed to pierce itself through his arm, and right now, it remained wedged stiffly, unyielding, in his limb. He winced, angling his neck as a flurry of dizzy battered against his skull. No matter how many times he’d lived through this, it had never gotten any easier.
‘Lyonel, mon ‘tit choux, please stop… You’ll only hurt yourself.’
The beginning of his story did not start on a blissful note. It was a capsized boat, battered by waves that moaned incessantly of emptiness and ache—of madness and loss. Sometimes the memory presented itself in his dreams without prior warning, preying on his foul moods and grasping him by the throat when he least expected it. Other times it was meticulously planned—something he’d purposely pluck from a reel of memories to dream into existence, to see if he could only just get it right.
Tonight, unfortunately, it was the former. In consequence, Leo was wholly unprepared. He knew he should have finished that damned mug of milk and honey.
“Shit…! Gnh!”
The man tried in vain to twist his way out of the seat belt’s chokehold, but with each forceful tug of his limbs, his burning muscles shrieked out in protest. He was in pain, disoriented by his own agony—but even this did not stop his trembling digits from working a thick polyester strap towards his mouth. He clenched his teeth over the strap, yanking his head in the opposite direction of his hand, and within six heartbeats the intricate webbing of his seat belt tore apart.
“M’ma, hold on—”
As Leo’s gaze lifted from the torn seat belt to the crumpled form of his mother, the words stilled and died in his throat. Not again…not when he’d endured so much! He did not—could not understand why he could never reach her in time. The world began to spin as the ends of his vision bloomed dark, pulsating in violent purple waves. He grimaced, willing the world to patch itself together and repair its tears, to lend him a little more time—but much like the other times, his dreamscape disobeyed. The encroaching darkness crawled up the veins in his retinas, blackening the edges of his sight like ominous storm clouds until they snaked into the center points of his vision.
The man knew before he awakened that the dream was ending.
When he lurched forward, he was acutely aware of the cup of milk and honey perched in his right hand. His bleary eyes shot wildly around the room, panicked breath catching like a hard wheeze in his lungs. It was only when Leo was certain no one had laid witness to his bedraggled state that he sank back quietly against the recliner, sighing. As he palmed away the damp locks that tangled together against the slick of his forehead, he coaxed the rim of the mug against his trembling tiers with the opposite hand.
“Well, that was certainly a surprise… Need to make sure I drink it all, next time.“
Are we at risk of closing? I know we've all been really busy, but I keep worrying that we're all going to just slowly stop being active altogether and ultimately retire as a group...
The tardiness of this response likely doesn’t give much backing to my statement but no! We’re all collectively refocusing on our love to write and building activity back up! Stay tuned!
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yes, we are! we do apologize for the lack of activity on the tumblr, and due to ongoing real life events activity as a whole has been lacking. But! we are still here and still writing!
Those god given powers aren’t meant to be kept locked away. You’re too powerful for the mortal world, too brilliant, and too gifted; but why must too much be too much. There’s others out there like you, and there’s a place for you all too.
Welcome to the Island of Theos.
For generations, Theos has served as a gateway from every day life to that of the truly divine. We offer programs for young adult demigods with an aim to train and control those god given abilities passed onto them from their Olympian bloodline. And here, we open our doors to you.
Those god given powers aren’t meant to be kept locked away. You’re too powerful for the mortal world, too brilliant, and too gifted; but why must too much be too much. There’s others out there like you, and there’s a place for you all too.
Welcome to the Island of Theos.
For generations, Theos has served as a gateway from every day life to that of the truly divine. We offer programs for young adult demigods with an aim to train and control those god given abilities passed onto them from their Olympian bloodline. And here, we open our doors to you.
Congratulations, Choi Jimin, you have been granted admittance to the Island. Please add our moderator account within three days or your face claim will be reopened.
OOC
name / alias: charlie
18+?: yes
time zone: pst (-8)
do you understand…?: yes
second character…?: no
IC
face claim / group: hakyeon of vixx
chosen name: choi jimin
son of: hecate
house: ionic
sample:
grimacing as the hall light flooded the room, hyunsik was silently thankful to jun’s silhouette for blocking a fair amount of it. the other quick solution would be squeezing his eyes shut, though it was fairly understandable for him to avoid doing just that — it would only aggravate the darkening bruise along his lid and temple (which only began to fade inches beneath his cheekbone).
“can you close the door, please?” the detective requested, voice slightly raw from abusing its volume earlier. he attempted to offer jun a little smile, though it was visibly curbed by the presence of pain.
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Congratulations, Yingyue, you have been granted admittance to the Island. Please add our moderator account within three days or your face claim will be reopened.
OOC
Name / Alias: Vanna
Are you 18+? Yes
Time Zone: GMT -5
Do you understand that this roleplay is an 18+ environment, and that you may be exposed to explicit material, mature content, or triggering themes? Yes
Is this a second character? no
IC
Face claim / Group/occupation: Twice Tzuyu
Chosen Name: Jiang Yingyue
Son/Daughter of: Mnemosyne
House: Ionic
Congratulations, Kelly Moon, you have been granted admittance to the Island. Please add our moderator account within three days or your face claim will be reopened.
OOC
Name / Alias: Orsi
Are you 18+? Yes maam
Time Zone: GMT+1
Do you understand that this roleplay is an 18+ environment, and that you may be exposed to explicit material, mature content, or triggering themes? Ya
Is this a second character? Yes, Dom, and Casp approved it thx
IC
Face claim / Group/occupation: Hwang Yeji / ITZY
Chosen Name: Kelly Moon
Son/Daughter of: Zeus
House: Corinthian
Please include a writing sample below:
Lips parted, suddenly feeling dry, even with lip gloss on. His tongue peeked out, sliding across his lips as the other spoke. While he was turned away, Emory’s eyes dropped onto that neck, the way his veins and muscles moved along with his jaw, tanned skin covering the undoubtedly juicy and fresh flesh beneath. Em’s mouth started watering, and he swallowed thickly, eyebrows twitching upwards once he ackowledged the other’s body language. He felt it too, didn’t he? The man knew, deep down, that he was going to end up under Emory’s charm, and fangs, soon enough. And Em let him approach, arm sliding smoothly away from his previous prey he’d dropped the taste for immediately after seeing such a delectable specimen. “Stay here, Darling, I will be back soon.” A lie. But his whisper against her ear, along with the gentle hand on her hip said otherwise. He stepped away, pulling the other male along with him as if he were on a leash. And there he was. In front of Emory, presenting himself, needy for the one in front of him, searching for something to say… Oh, wasn’t he just delicious? “Of course you can.” His voice was like fine wine, smooth, dark and deep, amused by the other’s advances. He pulled his pack of pre-rolled cigarettes out, stored in a silver holder and opened it, holding it out. “You don’t seem like you’re having fun. Not as much as your friends over there.” He said, exhaling the smoke from his half-done cigarette. “Or are you here for business only?” He asked, pulling out his lighter and flicking on it, waiting for the other’s answer.
Until the house counts balance out, we will momentarily stop accepting members to House Ionic, please take this into consideration before applying. Thank you!
Congratulations, Eric, you have been granted admittance to the Island. Please add our moderator account within three days or your face claim will be reopened.
OOC
Name / Alias: jess
Are you 18+? yes
Time Zone: gmt-5
Do you understand that this roleplay is an 18+ environment, and that you may be exposed to explicit material, mature content, or triggering themes? yes
Is this a second character? (Please also list your first character here, as well as the admin that approved it – or just say the mod did!) no
IC
Face claim / Group/occupation: song kang (actor)
Chosen Name: eric kang
Son/Daughter of: hermes
House: undecided
his frame convulses in pained urgency against the ground, sweaty palms reaching for his pulsing ankles that seemed as though something were attempting to escape right from under his skin. each pulse practically crushes his bones until hot tears spill down chaotic trails along his face while strangled yells of agony echo into the abyss. he desperately tugs and rips at the bandage wrappings, further aggravating the torment. then, the deep color of crimson begins to bleed through the nearer he got towards the end. between the haze of suffering and bewilderment, eric’s breath hitches at the sight of pointy appendages extending from his ankles. he couldn’t stop it anymore.
Those god given powers aren’t meant to be kept locked away. You’re too powerful for the mortal world, too brilliant, and too gifted; but why must too much be too much. There’s others out there like you, and there’s a place for you all too.
Welcome to the Island of Theos.
For generations, Theos has served as a gateway from every day life to that of the truly divine. We offer programs for young adult demigods with an aim to train and control those god given abilities passed onto them from their Olympian bloodline. And here, we open our doors to you.
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Those god given powers aren’t meant to be kept locked away. You’re too powerful for the mortal world, too brilliant, and too gifted; but why must too much be too much. There’s others out there like you, and there’s a place for you all too.
Welcome to the Island of Theos.
For generations, Theos has served as a gateway from every day life to that of the truly divine. We offer programs for young adult demigods with an aim to train and control those god given abilities passed onto them from their Olympian bloodline. And here, we open our doors to you.
Those god given powers aren’t meant to be kept locked away. You’re too powerful for the mortal world, too brilliant, and too gifted; but why must too much be too much. There’s others out there like you, and there’s a place for you all too.
Welcome to the Island of Theos.
For generations, Theos has served as a gateway from every day life to that of the truly divine. We offer programs for young adult demigods with an aim to train and control those god given abilities passed onto them from their Olympian bloodline. And here, we open our doors to you.
