Dionysus's Story

Modern Earth, the age of science has replaced the age of Gods and Magic. They all have disproven everything about them. People have gone to the so called home of the Greek Gods and found… nothing… No grand palaces or anything else. The Gods places of worship have all but crumbled away. Some have been stolen from and some broken into and vandalized.

The mortals have forgotten about them and explained away everything about them.

But they have not thought of one simple possibility…Maybe the Gods have moved… or have their own dimension. The Gods have never met the other gods of a different culture, aside from the Roman and Greek, but that is because they are one and the same…Each realm feels like one would expect from each culture.

Asgard is surrounded by an impregnable wall and is one of the Nine worlds, inhabited by the Aesir, the race of Warrior Gods. It is located at the highest point of their universe and has the Rainbow Bridge connecting their world to Earth. They also have Valhalla the place were slain warriors wait for the final battle, Ragnarok. The realm of their Elves Alfheim and Svartalfheim is also there as well as Vanaheim the home of Vanir, it is a glorious if a bit cold. Also there is the realm of frost giants they are constantly battling. As well as Helheim, their underworld which Hel, Lokis’ daughter resides and is protected by Garm, Hel's enormous dog-guard, lives in the cave Gnipahellir. He is an eight-foot-tall black hound with glowing eyes. It is important not to underestimate Garm. While he may act like a big dog - vicious and dangerous or friendly depending on who you are - it's an act. There is as much intelligence in Garm as in any other of Helheim's guards. He is a Jotun who is always in dog-form, but he is no dumb beast. Garm seems to be on a general patrol around the borders of Helheim, meaning that he could be anywhere at any point.

Mount Olympus is the abode of the chief god Zeus. Also, the foremost gods of the Greek pantheon have their palaces at the summit. It is here that the gods assemble to consume nectar and ambrosia, the substances which reinforces their immortality. The top of the Olympus, which is covered in snow and hidden in the clouds, reaches all the way into the aether. It is the highest mountain of Greece and lies on the border of Macedonia and Thessaly, yet though mortals have been to the top they have never seen the realm. And why would they? The Gods have hidden it from their mortal eyes. Also of course is the Domain of Hades, which is surrounded nine times by the River Styx, where Hades resides.

Each God in each realm have seen the flow of time on Earth and seen it change, but never seeing the other realms of the other gods.

Until now.

Ten Gods, including a few Goddesses, have been cast out of their realm by someone, though they do not know who. Some of the Gods and Goddesses are the righteous; some are the outcasts among the gods… They each have their weapons on them and have been assigned lodges at a college. They do not know how they have come to Earth or who these others are, though a few they recognize from their own realm. For the first time in history The Asgardians will meet the Olympians, and many other types of Gods.

Thrown into this mix are four mortals, two men and two women, who are going to the school as well. They know not who these ones are or the powers they possess, but they soon will…

The Gods have a common goal, though some are more reluctant about it than others, get back to their own realm, but to do that they need help… from the mortals. But will the mortals help? Or will they try to kill the gods, for on Earth there may be a weapon that can kill them. Though only Mortals may wield it.

Dionysus was, as usual, drinking wine from his goblet his wreath of grapes and ivy on his brown hair as he looked at the human realm. “Heheh that guy ran into a door…” he remarked a grin on his face. “Obviously he is a light weight, what did he have? Ten shots of tequila? Pathetic.” He remarked with a hearty laugh as he got up and walked around his home, ivy crawling around the pillars as a water fall of wine flowed out the door and into a pond below. He was happy here, though he did miss the wilderness. He looked once more at the human realm with his wine maroon eyes.

“Oh Hades that girl is plastered!” he remarked with a laugh as he continued to drink, his goblet should have been empty by now, yet it was not. It seemed to be magically refilled… which it was. His cats came in as he sat down in a pile of pillows leaning against them. The cats flopped next to him, and these were not tame cats, but cats of prey. Lions and tigers, leopards and lynxes. Yet he seemed content by company, not afraid as he pat the leopard next to him. “Have you been a good boy Leopold?” he teasingly asked the leopard as it gave out a deep throat purr making him laugh, “I will take that as a yes. How about you Lyall?” he asked the Lynx who just let out a yowling yawn, “Tamara and Mufasa?” he asked the others Mufasa the lion nudged him playfully making the wine dribble down his arm as Tamara the tiger licked it off him, “hey, hey who said you could have some wine?” he teased Tamara bopping her on the nose.


Oh yes Dionysus was content in his house, and why not? He had all the wine he could want, all the food as well, his cats were here and the Satyrs’ played him the pan flute when he wanted music. He did long for the wilderness though. And the humans were destroying it… which he hated. He had taught a few of them a lesson, but they kept coming back in swarms… things were not as easy as the old days. The mortals did not listen to Zeus, well he didn’t always either so he did not fault them for that… he and his dad did not always get along after all, but when they didn’t listen to him the God who gave them the wine and the means to cultivate the grapes to make the wine that they so enjoyed, and allowed them to get drunk and party… well that made him mad. He sighed as he saw one of the forest wilds he so loved. “…don’t take that…” he muttered softly as he took a gulp from his goblet.

His house then started to shake and he bolted to his feet, his cats growling. “Zeus? Is that you?!” he called out, he was afraid his father may be in a bad mood.

A bright light cracked in front of his eyes as he felt the floor of his house crack and break, and then… then he was falling and falling. He closed his eyes and when he opened them next he was... well he wasn’t on Olympus that was for sure. He recognized it right away, “I am on Earth? Gaia what am I doing here?” he whispered as he saw a college near him, carved in tiny letters was his name and instructions to get to the Arena. “…well I would if I knew where that was…” he muttered as looked around, he saw his reflection.

“Oh dude! Is that me?!” he called out in shock. He looked almost the same, but his clothing was way different, instead of his purple toga he was wearing an unzipped light purple hoodie a long and too large on him wine maroon t-shirt, baggy black pants and worn black sneakers. “Dude I look like a mortal! Wait where is my wreath?” he muttered as he felt the top of his head. “nope… no wreath, damn I liked that wreath too. Ah well whatever.” He could still feel the gold band he wore near his elbow, so he wasn’t worried about that.

He heard four cats mewling as he blinked and turned to them. “Leopold, Lyell, Tamara, and Mufasa zat you?” he asked them. All four nodded their head. “You guys shrunk! Daaammmn that is not cool. Way not cool, I mean who does that to my friends? If I see them I will turn them into dolphins… on land this time.” He remarked, he didn’t care about how weird it would be to find dolphins in a place that didn’t have a sea around it for miles. He just didn’t like people messing with his friends. He shrugged, “Well come on lets’ see what this is all about.” He commented as he headed into the college.

He wandered the halls a bit lost as he heard voices up ahead. “Seems like some others are here as here that is a good sign.” He remarked, his accent was of course Greek. His voice as smooth as fine wine, his cats followed him as he came into view of the two; one was a girl with a weird dog thing in her hands. The other was a man with slick back dark brown hair. “he is kinda cute actually.” he thought to himself with a shrug. “Sup dudes? Can someone tell me where exactly I am? I am lost as all Hades here.” He remarked with a carefree laugh. His four cats standing semi circle around him

Anthony

Anthony raised an eyebrow, his quick eyes taking in the two matching tattoos. He idly wondered what the number meant exactly, but he didn't care enough to ask at the moment. His eyes followed where she pointed and he raised an eyebrow. "A therapy pet? What is he, exac-" His words were interrupted by the arrival of another man. He turned to eye the newcomer, his gaze noticing the cats standing around him. He had to hold back the urge to kick one and send it screeching down the hall.

Anthony looked back up at the other guy's face, quickly folding up the sheet of paper he'd been drawing on and sliding it into his back pocket. He waited for Andrasteia's answer, a soft chuckle escaping his lips at her words. "Found the parties early, have you?" he asked, figuring the guy was already so trashed that he had no idea where he was. "You, my friend, are at the finest place of learning in the good ole' US. Don't worry, sometimes I try to forget too."

He ran a hand through his hair, readjusting the pencil behind his ear. "I'm Anthony, and this is And-Adrasteia, I believe." He glanced back to the woman, smiling sheepishly, unsure if he had said her name right or not.

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Aphrodite

Aphrodite finally finished the string of curses she had been sending to Zeus and brought her eyes back to the odd pair in front of her. She had never been so confused in her life. They were speaking some sort of gibberish; talking about Ragnarok and Odin.. She blinked and shook her head. This goddess did not like being out of the loop.

But when the arrogant man turned to her and called her a wench… She lost it. "You DARE speak to me so? I am Aphrodite, dog! I am a goddess of Mount Olympus, and I will not suffer your insolence!" She stepped up and reached out to touch the staff that he held so lovingly in his hand, watching as it began to turn into a simple walking stick. A smug look crossed her face as she watched him observe her powers. Just as it seemed the staff had been completely changed, a giant, white rose bloomed out of the top.

Aphrodite stepped back and crossed her arms, satisfied with her work. Her gaze popped over to the strange woman and her giant hammer, but the woman hadn't seemed to turn her own anger on Aphrodite, so she looked back to the man. "Hmph, no, I suppose you wouldn't have had anything with bringing me here. You clearly are an idiot." Her anger had abated somewhat and switched her weight to her other foot, reaching up to flick her long hair back over her shoulder before putting her hands on her hips and waiting for the man's response.

Dionysus grinned, “High? Nah I am just lost. America? Huh okay.” He remarked with a shrug, it seemed he was the type not to sweat the small stuff. “Parties? Life’s a party! So why not live it up!” he remarked with a laugh, “In all seriousness though nah I haven’t been partying, damn which I had been!” he remarked with another laugh as he rubbed the back of his head, he seemed unfazed by the four cats in fact he picked up one that was clawing at his leg. “Mufasa no.” he whispered to it. Surprisingly when he put it down the cat stopped his misbehaving.

“Anthony and Adrasteia. Hey Adrasteia means Who does not flee. Nice!” he remarked with a wide grin. “Oh right guess that means I gotta introduce myself to huh? All righty. I am Dionysus. Nice ta meetcha two.” He introduced himself, “oh and this Is Tamara, Leopold, Lyell, and ya already saw Mufasa, but I will introduce him anyway.” He remarked with a soft chuckle as he put his hands in his hoodies pocket. “I am starving, I feel like I haven’t eaten in ages! Any of you know where the mess hall, or cafeteria is? Or a bar is there a bar on campus? Cause that would be sweet!” he remarked with another grin. “I guess first thing is first though, I need to find out which dorm I am staying at! Just came here and all that.” He commented with a laugh as he brushed some of his shaggy brown hair out of the way, “Don’t really know why I was sent here, but hey whatever.” He added, he was a carefree god and wasn’t too worried about well… anything, he knew it would all work out in the end. Might as well party it up while he had the chance, he wondered if he could get drunk in this form? It would be awesome if he could! Well Awesome if he had a high tolerance and no hangovers. Man he wanted to beat everyone at a drinking contest! Or ya know, just drink. Could he still make unlimited wine and conjure wine from midair? He may be one of the more relaxed Gods, but he wasn’t going to do it in front of these too. Maybe in private.

Oh no, Loki's bragging about himself again. Unlike Loki, Thor had no intention of revealing his actual identity when it was highly unlikely none would recognize him. Just as well, he wouldn't have wanted anyone to recognize him as his cheeks started to turn red. Aphrodite had complimented and begun examining him from head to toe, getting dangerously close in the meantime, and while he had wanted to say, "Please refrain from making contact with me," he couldn't get the words out of his mouth as the woman teased his hair. It was almost unbearable, had Aphrodite not been quite a beauty herself.

Thor was able to take a breath when Aphrodite was interested in Loki's actions again, this time with them involving the latter finding a small box. Of course, while Aphrodite received her own, Thor was given no special box; rather, it was a note strung against Mjöllnir's shaft that had managed to get there while he was occupied.

Hello, Thor—or should I say, "Elysia", as that will be your name during your stay here as a semi-human. As much as it may displease you, you shall also take up residence in the women's dormitories, instead of the men's with your father's brother. I am expecting you to behave yourself in their company, as you will find a familiar face; she, however, will not recognize you, just as with Loki. For the sake of your dignity and the respect you have from others—knowing Loki already has none whatsoever—I recommend that you learn how to be a woman so you can keep it that way.

There was a signature near the bottom of the paper, yet it was too scribbled to read.

Why, he asked himself, do I feel as though I should have Freya's head for this foolishness?

He was snapped out of a near-trance for the second time today by Aphrodite, watching her awkwardly gesture to his anti-feminine posture and the oddity of a woman holding a battlehammer almost as tall as her.

Dejected, defeated and disheartened knowing it would be some time before finding a cure to this madness, Thor sighed out, "I... I suppose I have no alternative."



Having lost his wings, the handsome young man had to rely on his stamina, and it was wearing thin until he found solace in a building with only a few vehicles around it. He thought it must have had few people to match. Once the coast was clear, he slipped inside through a door that was left propped open, finding himself facing a small group of people and various pocket-sized animals in no time flat. One of the group was noticeably familiar, but that was because he was stone-cold drunk. It wasn't uncommon to see people like Dionysus on this planet.

Out of breath for the most part, he simply asked in an almost relieved tone, "The hell's goin' on here?"

Nyx grumbled as she walked down the hallway feeling horribly lost and confused, not that she would be one to ever admit that verbally. Turning around a corner she spotted a tall, and very handsome brown haired man, facing a white haired man, and a very 'average' mortal looking man. Oh and there is a long-haired woman, with a marking above her eyebrow... Always interesting...

"Well, well what have we here? Better to see a few stars in the night sky than none at all." She said with a frown and sigh.

"Excuse me boys!" She called to them waving her hand in the air. "May I join your group, as I have no idea what is going on, nor will anyone answer my calls."

Walking up to them, she pulled out her now crumpled list and looked at it again. "Can anyone tell me where I can retrieve a 'class schedule' and purchase the so called books I will need for these classes?" She asked them in an alluring voice while resting her hand on her hip.

Anthony blinked at the two newcomers. This little end of the hall was quickly becoming crowded- which was not something he overly enjoyed. And not only was it getting crowded, but half the people around him seemed confused. He'd thought he had been going to a pretty nice school, but from the looks of it, they were starting to let any old riffraff into the place. The other two guys had a strange air about them; and the one that had arrived most recently had the most annoyingly beautiful baby face. He looked like he should have been in a boy band or something. The woman that had arrived last seemed to not know what she was talking about. While positively gorgeous, she seemed a bit ditsy- the way she accented the words 'class schedule' as if she didn't even know what one was.

Anthony peered at all the new faces, a little smirk on his lips. "So… I take it none of you are from around here? And I, apparently have been assigned to show you around or something. Right awesome." He sighed as he pulled the pencil out from behind his ear and began to flip it through his fingers. "Well, kids," he said with a bit of a grin. "I'm Anthony. Welcome to school." He tilted his head a little, considering taking them outside so they could take a quicker route to the office building where everyone could get their schedules, but the thunder that cracked in the air and the sound of rain hitting the roof changed his mind. "C'mon, I'll show you around, if you want, and take you guys to get your schedules."

He turned and began to stride down the hallway, not bothering to look back to see if anyone was following him. They could all stand around with those dopey looks on their faces for the rest of the day if they wanted. But he had better things to do. Like get back to the dorm and see who he'd been roomed with. He prayed it wasn't baby face or the drunk guy. He'd probably kill them both if he was stuck around them for too long. As he walked, Anthony pointed out the different teaching sections for anyone who cared. He wasn't sure what classes they were taking or what their majors were, but he figured it couldn't help for them to have an idea of what was where. If anyone was even listening to him, that is.

Dionysus looked at the man, “Dude food would be killer now!” he remarked as he looked at the human that burst in. “Amor? Is zat you? Duudee! It has been ages! How ya doing!” he asked, he was not in fact drunk, he was acting like he usually did. He was pleasantly tipsy though, but he knew better than to call Eres by his true name here. He was the god of parties not stupidity. “Anyway where is the grub?” he asked him as he shifted his weight. “Could totally go for a burger. Oh and do ya have rom assignments or something Andy?” he had decided that Anthony would be called Andy for now, he was like that. Giving people nicknames when they may not want them.

Thor almost laughed when Dewi had attempted to make himself look intimidating. It was pathetic, trying to strike fear in the strongest of the gods, especially when he stumbled trying to adjust to his new body. Aphrodite showed mercy, however, helping the poor man up once he fell. Twice.

He couldn't help himself when Loki noted his hunger, joining as the latter left to make sure he stayed in sight. "You must be dying of starvation, missing the wonderful nourishment of the snake's venom." His tone changed soon after. "We should not be looking for food, but the cause of this dilemma." Even as humans themselves, Thor didn't believe the humans' food would fill them up well, and returning to his former glory was at the top of his priorities.

"Surely despite your imprisonment your snarky sarcasm hasn't deteriorated. When do you intend to start throwing jokes and insults or witty retorts, or devise a way out of this situation? Or is your mind really so fixated on the prospect of eating?"



"Amor", huh? That was a name he could get behind. Seeing that Dionysus recognized him relieved Eros' heart some. He wasn't going to be alone stuck on Earth, even if the only man who knows him is at minimum partially inebriated 24/7. At least he wasn't slurring as badly as he could be.

"Dio, how are you hungry? I could've sworn you ate a horse a few hours ago." That was literal, by the way.

So... this was a college. Well, if you can't get the hell off the planet, join 'em, right? Maybe he'll find a band to play with.

Aphrodite

Aphrodite sighed. Typical men. Hungry. Always hungry. She herself ate very little. Bites here and there, unless a lover was feeding her or she feeding him. Perhaps a feast every once in a while. Special occasions. But the man at her side still needed her assistance, and he apparently had his mind set on getting food.

"Right… So, food, I suppose," she grumbled. Then she tilted her head up to look at him, glaring slightly. "But don't think that just because you're a dragon you can go ordering me around!"

With that, she began to lead him toward the door so that they might follow Loki.

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Anthony

Anthony tilted his head back to glower at the man who had called him Andy. "It's Anthony. Not Andy. Not Tony. Just, Anthony." He let out a sigh and, instead of moving toward the office, he headed for the cafeteria. If they wanted food, then fine. "And no, I don't have the room assignments. I know my room, but I don't know where you all are staying."

He strode down the hall, still flipping the pencil through his fingers as he walked. Finally, Anthony spotted the cafeteria up ahead. "Alright, folks. Who's hungry?" he asked. He stepped up and pushed one of the double doors open and held it there so everyone could file in. "Go and get it." And then go be weird by yourselves, he thought.

Dionysus smiled “Sure Andy er Anthony.” He commented, “Ah I will get the thing later. Cats need to be fed.” He remarked as he stroked the lion like one’s head, “isn’t that right Mufasa.” He cooed to it. He grinned at Amor, “I didn’t eat a horse, I ate a bunch of grapes and then some…huh don’t remember what.” He commented with a laugh. “Then woke up here in the middle of it. Oh Amor you remember my cat’s right?” he asked as the cats followed behind him and looked at Amor.

“Leopald, Tamara, Lyell and course Mufasa.” He said with a grin as he put his hands into his light purple hoodie. “Anywho, I haven’t seen ya in ages dude, how’ve ya been?” he asked him as he rested his hands behind his head. “Damn I miss my wreath…” he muttered under his breath.

When they arrived at the cafeteria he grinned. “Food! Course I am hungry, was the one that asked ya after all.” He remarked with a hearty laugh as he saw the old style mess hall, it looked like something from a camp outside, but is had all the modern human things. “Sooo where is the bar type do dad?” he asked with a tilt of his head. “Oh school board!” he pointed to it as he walked over looking at the room assignments, thankfully there was a lot of languages on it. “Yo Andy! We are Roomies! Amor it looks like you are paired up with some dude named Lucky. Nope Loki. Loki… Hellano am I even gonna attempt to say that jargon for a last name!” he called out to Amor with a laugh. Again forgetting Anthony wanted to be called Anthony, not Andy.

Aphrodite

Aphrodite glared right back at the man she was aiding. If it was a battle of wills he wanted, two could play that game. The Goddess of Love was as stubborn as anyone, a trait that had driven Zeus in particular mad. At times, she was like an insolent child, and could throw the worst temper tantrums. Most of the gods and goddesses of Mount Olympus had learned long ago to not cross Aphrodite.

The little woman let out another grumble with the man stopped walking and suddenly demanded that Loki go back for his box. She huffed. "He is not a mortal, none of us are. You're not the only god in existence, you know, Master Dragon. And I really do not think he will take kindly to you demanding he go back for your box."
She waved a hand at Loki. "See? He's been acting like Zeus himself the entire time. Thinks he's better than all of us, he does. We'll just have to see about that."

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Anthony

Andy. Again. Anthony forgot about the pencil in his hand as he curled his fingers into fists, snapping the soft wood. This guy was going to drive him crazy, he was sure of it. And did he- did he just ask where the bar was? Who the hell was this guy? How did he get into this school?

There it was, Andy. AGAIN. "Wait- no," Anthony breathed and he hurried over to the board, shoving the annoying guy out of the way so he could see the room assignments for himself. "God dammit," he muttered. This had to be some horrible joke. He scanned this list for the men's dorms, looking for names that he might recognize. Not a one. There were some pretty weird names on there. Lots of foreigners this year, it looked like. His eyes popped over to the female list. More foreign names. Ah, but there was one he recognized. Felice Rosenthal. He knew that name. He could somewhat picture a face with the name, a fellow student from previous classes. Hm. Well, at least they weren't all strangers.

Anthony took a step back, miserably eyeing the man who was to be his roommate. And those cats. Ugh! He hated cats! They smelled bad. With their cat litter and crap. And they peed everywhere. And they shed. And they climb all over stuff. It was going to be a long school year. He let out a defeated sigh, his shoulders dropping, and walked to the trash can to toss in the pieces of his pencil. Then, he headed for the lunch line. Might as well eat while he was there.

Wondering if Dio didn't know what a school was for, he almost corrected the drunkard... until his own name was called out.

"Wait, I'm actually listed on that damn thing?" Eros joined Dionysus by the board, carrying Tamara in his arms and stroking the cat's head. Looking at the names and coming across the name Dio didn't feel like pronouncing, he tried it for himself. "'Loki... Laffyerassoffson'? What the hell kinda name is that?" Of course, his own wasn't any better comparing it with the various other names on the list. Everything sounded foreign.

"I coulda sworn he came in here; don't yell at me about it! We'll find him!"

"I'm not yelling — I'm demanding! You were the last one to see him!" That noise was unmistakable, giving Eros enough of a scare to actually drop Tamara and dive into the nearest empty trash can to hide.

"Don't tell anyone I was here," he requested. He wanted to keep his clothes and limbs intact.

"Excuse me!" the first girl started as a small group of them ran up to Anthony and Dionysus. Pulling out her cell phone, she flipped it open to her background — it was Amor, in the middle of playing his sax. "Have you seen this guy anywhere?" While she was trying her damned-near best to interrogate the guys, half of her crazed group went hysterical over Dio's kittens, picking them up and playing with them like little kids.

“Thou Mortal…”

Those words and the order that followed made Loki stop in his tracks, it was probably one of the worst things to call Loki, one who was not known for his…fondness of mortals, that and the fact this…thing had ordered him looking down upon him, something he had had more than enough of in Asgard. “I am sorry, but did you really just call me a…mortal?” he all but hissed out, as he slowly looked at him, his eyes full of fire. “I am no ‘mortal’. Nor am I one to be ordered about. I suggest you think next time.” He said in a whisper, though the way that whisper was said…well it was as icy as the winter in Jötunheimr. He looked at the woman, “And you act any better?” he asked her as he reached the cafeteria doors right as a bunch of girls busted through. He was a bit surprised that Thor had nothing to say about his remark, but he didn’t really care too much.

He clucked his tongue as he slipped through the door. “What in the nine realms is going on?” he muttered as he looked at the mess hall, it was a familiar sight in looks, in fact it remind him a bit of where he had his last feast. He looked at the people in the mess hall only a few he found that stuck out, the one with cats in the light purple jacket, the one hiding, and the one who had thrown something away. He shook his head; he only wanted to get something to sate his hunger and then go to the library in hopes of finding some clue.

Dionysus felt himself being shoved aside as Anthony and Amor looked at the list, Tamara the little tiger looking kitten, seemed quite happy in Amors’ arm, “not sure if that is how ya say it, but whatever.” He said with a laugh. He then heard a gaggle of girls bursting in and saw the fear on Amors’ face as he dropped Tamara, who gracefully landed on her feet with a little mew.

When the girls started picking up his cat and petting them to hard though, Dionysus looked…serious. “Hey who said ya could do that, ya are hurting them!” he scolded them as he whistled as the cats went to him. “They are living creatures, not toys! As for seeing that hot guy, no I have not seen him.” He remarked, Dionysus was not one to annoy, but he was holding back for now. “And do you even go to this college? Should I get security here for harassing the students and their pets?” he asked as he spied on man in a weird outfit slip in after the girls.

Aphrodite

Aphrodite eyed the two men, glaring at Loki when he asked if she was acting any better than he. In fact, she believed she had been quite friendly- at least to the others, considering her circumstances. Letting out a huff, she slipped away from the dragon-man. She continued on ahead, noticing some commotion or other going on. Loki was the first to make it into the cafeteria, but Aphrodite paused in the doorway, eyeing the gaggle of girls with distaste. But then, her eyes landed on Dionysus and she gasped, a wide grin spreading her lips.

"Dio!" she called out cheerfully, skipping forward. She was careful of the cats as she jumped at the man, throwing her arms around his neck and planting a kiss right on his mouth. They had been lovers once. But then, it was rare to find a god on Mount Olympus who hadn't been Aphrodite's lover at one time or another. "I am so happy to see a familiar face!"

She glanced back toward the crowd of girls and shot them all a death stare so strong, that even though the brunette was tiny in stature, the girls got the idea and quickly moved away. They hadn't found what they'd been looking for anyway. And that was when Aphrodite noticed the person hiding in the trash can. Her brown eyes widened and she hurried over.

"Ohh in the name of Zeus! What are you doing in there?" Aphrodite reached down to take Eros' hand to help him out. "Who did this to you, my love?!" She brushed him off, making a face as she tossed away a gooey napkin that had been stuck to his shoe. Then, she reached up to put her hands on either side of his face, looking adoringly at her son. "Look at you. Handsome as ever."

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Anthony

Anthony glanced back toward the newcomers, raising an eyebrow. Another weirdo strolled in, looking like he owned the place. Must be another foreigner. His eyes bobbed toward the short woman, giving her an appreciative once over. She apparently knew Dio and Amor, and from the looks of it, quite well. Anthony let out a sigh. Why did all the cute chicks have to be into the oddballs?

He went through the line and grabbed himself some lunch, then sat down at an empty table with a sigh. His eyes went back to the group at the doorway. Anthony had a feeling that this was going to be one long, long year.

Keeping his silence, Thor kept in mind to make sure Loki didn't do anything... well, stupider than usual. He did get quite a crack out of Loki being called a mortal, but Thor held his silence still, if not just so he didn't have to hear his own pathetically submissive voice no matter how much he wanted to laugh.

Aphrodite then didn't hesitate to tackle a man in a purple jacket and plant a kiss on him, only to call someone else her "love" and clean him up like a mother. This was confusing, by any stretch of Thor's understanding.



"I—" he started, only to get cut off when Aphrodite put her hands on his cheeks like she was about to pinch them. "I was hiding." It was all too easy to figure out what from by now. "Anyways, what are you doing here?" Then he looked at Dionysus. Did he really think they were actually supposed to be educated on Earth? Is he insane, or more inebriated than he was letting on?



Passing by various disappointed women on his way inside after having put his things in his room, Felice only recognized one person out of the entire group in the cafeteria, apart from the various students that otherwise totally ignored them. What was the guy's name again? Alan... Jeremy... Bob... no, it's definitely not Bob. He doesn't look like a Bob. ANTHONY! That's it! Wait; is it? Regardless of his name, Felice looked at all the others, and it actually felt weird, even for him. Grabbing his lunch and sitting at the opposite end of Anthony's table shortly after the latter sat down, he couldn't help but wonder if those new students were the cast of an upcoming TV drama.

I hate being on camera.

Loki only glanced at the man who went in the line with him, he couldn’t help but feel….a bit out of place in his clothing, “everyone else gets somewhat normal clothing and I have this…I will remedy that later, not in front of these…mortals though.” he thought to himself as he got himself some food and looked at the tables, he knew for certain he did not wish to eat with Thor, nor really that woman who was right now throwing herself on a weird looking male.

He finally settled on a table near the back as he took the key from around his neck, the one to his room, as he looked at it with a frown. “the metal is not of Midgard…nor Asgard, I highly doubt it is from my daughters’ realm as well…” he thought to himself his mind racing as the dim lighting played on the key sending a soft reflective glow off of it.

Dionysus blinked as he heard a familiar voice and turned to see Aphrodite, he had one fling with her, not really his fault, him being the youngest of the gods made him a wee bit vulnerable to her advances, but it ended there. His eyes widen as she threw her arms around him and kissed him on the lips, for once he looked a bit flustered, “Err nice to see you too?” he told her before gaining his stupid grin back, “Look Diate gotta say somethings now. No not happening again I don’t wanna get involved…again with you, wayyyy to risky, second I mainly play on the other court now.” He told her, “I mean I like both but yeah.” He told her with a smile as he put his hands in his pockets.

He watched as she hugged her son as he walked to the lunch line a grin on his face as he got his food and drink, though he got grape juice, it seems the bar was not located in the mess hall, ah well he could make his own. He hummed a song as he did so, as usual he appeared to not have a care in the world, which was the case for now. So far besides being dumped here, he didn’t seem to mind anything, no one had insulted him after all, or insulted him badly.

Aphrodite

Aphrodite giggled at Dionysus' confession to her. "Oh, sweetheart, don't worry. I wasn't expecting that to happen again. Not that it was a bad experience or anything." She traced a finger down his nose and poked the tip of it. "I greet everyone with a kiss. Well… Everyone I like." She gave him a wink, then turned back to her beloved son.

"I don't know what I am doing here, my darling," Aphrodite said, releasing his face and taking a small step back. "One moment I was in another time, watching Aeneas, and the next I was thrown from the Mount and carried here." She leaned close to speak to him in confidence. "I have met some very strange people here. That one-" She pointed to Loki as he made his way through the lunch line. "-is very rude," she said with a pout. "But there are others here… others like us, apparently. But from different places. It is very strange."

She sighed and gave a shrug of her small shoulders. The woman glanced around the room, then spotted the room assignments that the men had been looking at minutes ago. She skipped over and read down the list. "Hm." She turned to the woman she had met back in the arena. They had considered being roommates, but she still hadn't told Aphrodite her name. "What's your name again? Come see, are we to be roommates?"

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Anthony

Anthony kept mostly to himself while he ate in silence. It was peaceful enough at his little corner of the table. Without all the strange people around. He looked up about halfway through his meal and recognized a face. He let out a sigh of relief. The one whose name he had recognized on the dorm sheet. When he caught Felice's eye, he gave a small smile and a wave. At least there'd be someone somewhat normal around.