greek mythology · percy jackson · reaction rp · olympus · divine pantheon · ensemble cast · mythological · godly powers · commentary · ancient greece
The brilliant, golden light of the divine realm winers and fades, swallowed by the flat, sterile glow of fluorescent tubes. Twelve ornate thrones dissolve and reform into worn, oversized couches arranged in a tight circle. The space is windowless, dominated by a massive television screen on one wall. A low table is strewn with unfamiliar, sweet-smelling snacks. The air carries conflicting scents—sharp ozone, the brine of the deep sea, the faint must of ancient stone. Zeus stands, lightning dancing across his knuckles, his voice a thunderclap. “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?? What mortal is responsible for this!” Apollo moves smoothly between the couches, hands raised in a gesture of peace, his tone like warm honey. “Father, please, I’m sure we are not in peril…” Hades rolls his eyes…