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[halfdressed]

[ The room is pink. Pink, gold, and are those fluffy, clever bunnies-the-size-of-imps running around adjusting the statues? Might be. ]

Hey! Goddess of Love speaking! Pay attention. [ She's curvaceous, tall, and dressed in enough chiffon that you'd think physics would keep her covered up, and yet. ] Hi-iiii. My name is Aphrodite, you might know me by a bunch of other things.

Obviously this place is like Ares's wet dream with all the war biz going on, but that's not my jam. Love would be the name of my game. Problem is, I don't have anywhere for mortals to leave messages for me when I'm busy and I am so not answering calls for help on this locket indefinitely because, uh, I have a life, so here's the deal; build me a temple near the edge of Dorchadas and I'll give you a freebie. That babe you've had your eye on? I'll make them fall in love with you! Are you ugly as a toad? I'll give you a permanent make-over! This is a one-time thing because I'm feeling generous ... and clearly don't have any offerings coming in, ugh. Speaking of, if you want to leave cute shoes as a gift, I'm a size six.

So yeah! Get in touch.

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VIDEO.

[selfimage]

You don't waste any time. Already at it, are you?

[ HE REMEMBERS YOU, APHRODITE.

from a few things, but mostly as the one from the feast who gooped up his dessert. he was going to eat that dessert. he still mourns its loss. ]

Make sure to tell the chosen few to add a stone shoe rack. I'm sure they can work it in somehow.

[ he's gonna leave so many terrible shoes. there's Crocs at the Station, right???? so many Crocs. ]

VIDEO.

[halfdressed]

[ Don't you dare, Loki!! ]

There's a divide between, "Let's help Aphrodite, wow, she's so awesome!" and these weird little losers who think I'm not trying to help improve their sad mortal lives.

[selfimage]

[ Crocs are nice everyone loves comfy shoes!!!! ]

Alas, those weird little losers with the sad mortal lives may still have great taste in the finer things.

You'd be missing out on half of your divine income.

[halfdressed]

[ Nobody likes crocs! Nobody!!! She might wear them if she's mooching about in private, weh. ]

Yeah, well, I'm not going to waste my life trying to explain to people why they're being stupid. Where's your temple, anyway?

[selfimage]

Oh yes, my temple.

I'm not generally the worshiping type. [ well, he used to be, but it's better to remove himself from all of that. silly old man Loki. ] Mine is the temple on the inside, you know, where ever anyone commits an act of rebellion and mischief.

What about you? You seem to be basking in the prospect of a temple full of admirers.

[halfdressed]

That's lame, bro. You need somewhere to put down roots.

[ Temple on the inside? Pft. Hokai, Buddha, have fun with that while she scoffs at cakes at her shrines. ]

I dunno, I've had a few offers. I'm thinking Ariadne's one will be my main hub, she's really sweet.

[selfimage]

[ YOU HAVE FUN WITH YOUR CROCS.

he stops for a moment, opens his mouth like he was going to say something and then stops and shrugs. ]

Ah ... that's who you're going with ...

Enjoy the ... hm, well, area I suppose.

[halfdressed]

[ SQUINTING. ]

Don't you pull that with me, Mister Mischief. What do you mean? Spit it out, c'mon!

[ Is it covered in bugs or snot what is wrONG with it?? ]

[selfimage]

Let's just say that I hope you enjoy the local styles. I'm sure you'll be getting plenty of fashionable offerings.

[ sorry, Ariadne. ]

[halfdressed]

What does that even mean, though? Loki-iiii.

[selfimage]

[ luckily Ariadne interrupts before he can take this further. he's just looking a little put-out. damn, he got caught.

he says, quickly: ]

Alas, it will have to remain a mystery for now.

[boutant]

Loki.

[ u shit ]

Don't be rude.

[selfimage]

I'm not.

[ he is. ]

[boutant]

You are.

[selfimage]

No.

[ yes. ]

[boutant]

There is nothing wrong with the fashion sense around Diasbaile.

You're being rude.

[selfimage]

I was just—erm—ah ...

[ his voice gets a bit smaller. ]

Fine, fine.

[boutant]

Thank you, Loki.

You know, if you want a shrine, you can just ask.

[halfdressed]

[ Wait. Wait ... ]

Are you guys, like, dating or something? Because I don't wanna step on any toes if that's your "special place" or whatever.

[ Maybe where they get it on a lot? In Diasthingy?? Wow. Nope, she doesn't want to touch those surfaces. ]

[boutant]

[ sdlgkhsdL;KSLDGH ]

No, no. We're not dating. Or having sex.

He's a friend, even if he makes a face every time I say that word.

[halfdressed]

You can still be friends and bone. He's really hot, go for it! I mean, he's a god, right? You'd be sore for days but you would not regret it.

[ NEW PROJECT: Ariadne & Loki ♥!! ]

[boutant]

[ why is this her life ]

We could, yes, but I'm not- I'm kind of-

I have someone else in mind.

[halfdressed]

What, do they have something against threesomes?

[selfimage]

Give me an ten minutes and you'll forget all about it.

[ ARIADNE THEY HAVE SOMETHING HERE. ]

Just ten. That's it.

[selfimage]

[ good, he doesn't have to address the other thing. the shrine thing. ]

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