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Tear Down the Sky (One on One)(Closed)

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A God of War type thing, where two people go on a rampage and kill all of the Greek Gods, but in modern times. I'd prefer going in blind, but I can post a template if/when someone joins.

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OwO, what's this? A really good idea!

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So surprising for me, I know

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Nah, you always have good ideas!

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Actually, I have a character I want to use for this. Lemme get my Anti-hero in here

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He's mine now, I'm adopting him.

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Falsehood

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Mineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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So you would like to join?

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Hell yeah!

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Do you need a template?

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…I'd… I'd rather not.

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Dope, I don't have to write one out. A starter will be written in the next…..15, maybe 30 minutes?

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Cool!

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"That motherfucker." It was the only thing that broke the deathly silence that drenched the apartment like a cold shower. It was like everything was afraid to move, afraid to even creak in its old age. And for good reason. Kaz probably would've broken it.
A woman laid in a pool of blood at his feet. She had nearly gotten to the door. Just one more step and she might've escaped, might've gotten to him. But the Fates were cruel in in their ways, and offered no apologies for it. His teeth gritted audibly in the dark. Why hadn't he headed Aphrodite's warning and left Deimos alone? A car crash was nothing to Kaz: nothing could touch him. Yet, he pressed the issue and fucked with a god. A minor god, but still a god none the less. He felt frozen in place as footsteps made their way up the stairwell to his floor and stopped on his level. How weird would he look, staring into a dark apartment with a body at his feet? He spared a glance over at the owner of the footsteps, raising an eyebrow when it was a vaguely familiar face.

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(Maybe our two characters could've worked together on a hitjob or something?)

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Goes to look up god of war//

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(See, the difference is that this'll be in modern times, not ancient Greece)

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Is god of war a video game? I'm sorry, I'm an idiot.//

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(Yes, it is. It's fine, not everyone's into video games like me)

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Could you explain it a bit?//

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(The story is about Kratos, a Spartan warrior tricked into killing his wife and daughter by his former master, the Greek God of War Ares. He then vows vengeance, and goes on a murderous rampage against the Greek pantheon in revenge for it)

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(Huh, so this is the one time where Zues isn't the asshole, good to know.)

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(But, when Kratos takes Ares' spot as the god of war in the 2nd game, Zues betrays him, imao)

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(Lmao, let me rephrase, Zeus doesn't fuck everything up becuase he was horny, for once.)

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(akdnck, too true)

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(Yeah, anyhow, let me write something up for my character before my brain dies.)

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(Dopesickle)

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"That motherfucker." It was the only thing that broke the deathly silence that drenched the apartment like a cold shower. It was like everything was afraid to move, afraid to even creak in its old age. And for good reason. Kaz probably would've broken it.
A woman laid in a pool of blood at his feet. She had nearly gotten to the door. Just one more step and she might've escaped, might've gotten to him. But the Fates were cruel in in their ways, and offered no apologies for it. His teeth gritted audibly in the dark. Why hadn't he headed Aphrodite's warning and left Deimos alone? A car crash was nothing to Kaz: nothing could touch him. Yet, he pressed the issue and fucked with a god. A minor god, but still a god none the less. He felt frozen in place as footsteps made their way up the stairwell to his floor and stopped on his level. How weird would he look, staring into a dark apartment with a body at his feet? He spared a glance over at the owner of the footsteps, raising an eyebrow when it was a vaguely familiar face.

"What," Marie hissed. "Did you do?" She finished, arms crossed with a knife clutched in her right hand. Her frown was large and her eyes were narrowed in Kaz's direction, she had left or five minutes, how did this happen in five minutes. "I went to get a snack and you did…" She gestured to the body and the blood. "This!"