Grimms’s Heroes - A Roleplay [REBOOT, PRIVATE]

Theta froze, her hands falling loose at her sides. "I did what? No, but that doesn't make sense, if they were buried with the proper offerings, then they will be turned into sea foam and lifted up to heaven- oh. You are mortals. Oh. You are mortals-"

He laughs at you’re reaction but there is no humor within. “You really don’t know” he asks incredulously. He drops theta in a heap and walks to the body of the decapitated corpse. “A soul that has risen from the underworld cannot be returned through death, they have already died, and dieong banished them to a fate that is unimaginably horrible.” He turns to her again the anger back in his eyes. “You have sentenced him to something that would drive any person mad.”

"Poseidon have mercy," Theta whispered, (i'm assuming that thanatos let go over the loki choke hold thing a while ago) looking down at the decapitated body. She closed her eyes and started chanting softly but quickly, dropping a small piece of parchment. She opened her eyes about a minute later. "I'm sorry."

He slumps against a nearby gravestone, facing the group and his flaming hair begins to subside, reverting to its previous form. When back to normal his ebony black hair reaches his shoulder San she begins to tie it back in a short messy ponytail. “ Don’t…….. don’t be sorry….. you didn’t know…..” he sighs and leans back starring up into the bright moon. With the fog now subsiding you can make out what he looks like more clearly. His face is regal and handsome although the image is tarnished by his gaunt cheeks and the obvious stress lines. His chin and cheekbones end sharply and his skin is pale and discolored almost as if there isn’t blood within. His piercing golden yellow eyes appear to glow in the dark setting as they stare off into the sky.

"I think you've forgotten to answer a question or two," Madelyn pulled the hammer back, "Who are you?"

"I think you've forgotten to answer a question or two," Madelyn pulled the hammer back, "Who are you?"

He lets out a tired sigh, ignoring Maddie’s threat and looks her dead in the eye. “Oh I’ve forgotten nothing” he answers monotonously.

“Have you really forgotten nothing?” Chelsea and Chester (I’m sorry) mused. Apparently Syncing up was a defense mechanism and the two felt quite uncomfortable.

He glances over, catching the eye of Chelsea and blushing a little but otherwise not responding.

"Then you are purposefully being rude," Madelyn did not budge. "And that is quite insulting to the company you are currently keeping."

"Then you are purposefully being rude," Madelyn did not budge. "And that is quite insulting to the company you are currently keeping."

Rolling his eyes he pulls himself back to his feet and walks over to Madelyn standing an inch from her face “Names are powerful things, they aren’t something you should hand out to every person you meet, When I first saw you I thought you’d understand that, but looks can be deceiving I guess”

'Yes, names are powerful and it could go along way to making us trust you." Madelyn was never one for backing down and only broke eye contact to lean in a whisper so that only he could heard, "Even if it's not a true name I won't hold it against you." She pulled away and smiled in a way that would made the devil nervous. "Or you could share why and how you could set them free."

“ I set nothing free, I’m the one rushing around trying to fix this mess” he answered returning her glare with a hint of respect in his eyes and stance. “ I’m Thanatos “ he greeted, displaying his hand to be shaken .

She reached out and took his hand, "If you like you can call me Maddie." She smiled, "So then Thanatos," She said the name as though she were testing how it feltand sounded coming from her. "Why clean up a you did not make?"

“Who else will” he questioned and returning her smile he sat down against a grave, gesturing for her to do the same. “My father, as unlikely as it may seem, is Hades, the god of death and the underworld.”

A god of death, Madelyn's own experience made her weary of death. After all there is a difference between having respect for the dead and respecting death it's self. "His reputation precedes him."

A god of death, Madelyn's own experience made her weary of death. After all there is a difference between having respect for the dead and respecting death it's self. "His reputation precedes him."

A warm laugh escapes his lips filling the graveyard with a cheery mirth. “Ahh you have no idea”

"I have a better idea than most," she counter as she gestured to the graveyard. "The pain of loss and death stains the land more than any other in history, but of corse everything leaves a mark no mater how small."

"I have a better idea than most," she counter as she gestured to the graveyard. "The pain of loss and death stains the land more than any other in history, but of corse everything leaves a mark no mater how small."

Thanatos stares at her in awe, suddenly inspecting her as if seeing her in a whole new light. A sad smile plasters his face and he looks down. “You feel it too don’t you”

"I feel a lot of things; most of them unpleasant. Your it might be one of them or not." Madelyn pulled back a bit reclaiming her own personal space. She was certain they were talking about completely different things. Only another Carter could understand what she felt when time slips away and even then it's still a gamble.

“The death, the agony, the pain of those dead and the ones mourning that heir loses” he rambled, appearing to zone out.

"You view might be more limited than mine," Madelyn said. "Their is more to this world than death, pain, and agony. Even though they are potent others still exist."

"You view might be more limited than mine," Madelyn said. "Their is more to this world than death, pain, and agony. Even though they are potent others still exist."

“Those are the only parts I can feel” he replied sadly “Anything beyond that is out of reach for me”

(This is like watching two gods interact.)

"All though my view of the world is maddening to the point of insanity," she looked over Thanatos with a sad look. "I pity you. Your existence must be so… lonely." Those words, they were spoken seemingly with knowledge of a secret long forgotten. Secret that could no longer be put into words.

(Thanks Scarlet)

"All though my view of the world is maddening to the point of insanity," she looked over Thanatos with a sad look. "I pity you. Your existence must be so… lonely." Those words, they were spoken seemingly with knowledge of a secret long forgotten. Secret that could no longer be put into words.

Staring at her an immense sadness seems to well up in his eyes and he lets out a quiet chuckle that breaks in the middle. “Look at you” he says, “ you’ve known me for all of ten minutes and you’ve already read me like a book” he wipes at his face and looks away appearing disgusted with himself. “So, what god sired you” he questioned, attempting to steer clear of any more dangerous topics,

(This is like watching two gods interact.)

//Thanks so much scarlet !

The laughed that escaped from Madelyn could have given away her insanity. "No god just a mad man. I am mortal."

The laughed that escaped from Madelyn could have given away her insanity. "No god just a mad man. I am mortal."

A look of dumbfounded surprise plasters his face “Mort-mortal… you’re mortal? How can you be….” He splutters indignantly stumbling of his words growing flustered quickly. “ wow…. you have … quite the aura for a mortal” his pale face is flushed red and he looks away still looking confused.

"The linear construct of time does not apply to me." Madelyn said matter of factly, "but I understand I tend to have an affect on people; most of the time it's not this positive."

(Thanks Scarlet)

(You’re welcome. •w•)

//Thanks so much scarlet !

(You’re also welcome. :DD)