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[hotstuff]

 Oy, kid, you're killing me here. Which is a little ironic, don't you think?

It's not that I'm not loving the whole...sit around and watch you play all the other chumps thing. Really, it's a treat. Every day is a gift, we call it the present, yadda yadda yadda. It's just that I'm a busy guy. A busy guy with things to do. Like that whole Underworld schtick, and the death thing. I hear that one's important.

So you and me, how's about we make a little deal? You either get me a new box of Cubans or something to, yknow, actually do, and I'll try not to lose the unlimited patience bestowed upon me.

Capiche?

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Mun was about to try and pick up Hades

[typeswithgloveson]

Underworld, huh? You into buying souls? Because I've got a whole list of cool and awesome things I want this Decemberween, and Santa doesn't really cater to my type.

you should! he's a lot of fun /o/

[hotstuff]

I'll let you in on a little secret that I feel is gonna save us a whole lot of time and heartbreak, chump:

I don't buy anything that comes to me for free eventually. You read me?

Now, if it's an unending servitude you wish to fulfill, maybe we can talk a little.

I shall! I bet he is

[typeswithgloveson]

Yeah, I know a few people I can probably get into that. Where do I forge their signatures?

i got rambly. i'm sorry.

[fallingcomet]

Underworld? Like, Greek gods? .. Nope, I'm pretty sure the Greek gods don't exist. [ this coming from an avid Christian that used to be the vessel for an angel. ]

Oh, wait-- no, if that elephant guy and destruction lady exist.. [ he can never remember their names ] Well, damn.

Ain't you just a pleasant one, though.

no problem! Hades is the king of ramble :'D

[hotstuff]

Ganesh and Shiva. Yeesh, you're a little rusty kid. Ain't you ever see a god in the flesh before?

he's the best though x]

[fallingcomet]

Kind of? I was a bit stuck at the time, considering there was an angel using my body. I had a peek and saw some guy called Baron Samedi. Seemed like a nice fella.

[fastandsteady]

Hades? The Hades? Wow! Goliath told stories about you from the books he's read.

Even though, I don't remember him mentioning Hades having hair made of... fire.

[hotstuff]

[ a long stare ]

Panic? You're a little more absent minded than usual.

Not to mention...taller. What am I feeding you these days?

[fastandsteady]

Panic?

[Brooklyn looks around before pointing at himself. He wasn't panicking. But it soon clicks.]

I think you might be mistaking me for someone else...

My name's Brooklyn.

[kingofnightmares]

A god? Having troubles with a mortal?

[hotstuff]

Trust me babe, you don't have to let me know the stupidity of it. You talk to one too many a demigod, next thing you know- BAM! locked up in a dirty dark corner with only cobwebs for company. It's sad, really. You'd think a kid would tidy up in here.

[kingofnightmares]

Is your mun planning on sending you somewhere?

[Sometimes Pitch would sometimes rather pick the cobwebs instead of going somewhere...]

Or is it simply an impulse?

[seaspraysorceress]

And I though Apate was the Greek God of Lies. Because that bit about patience is a whopper.

this lady's canon is grounded in Greek myth

[twin_paradox]

This...is Hades?

[...He doesn't look very impressive. Unless you counted the head on fire.]

Hades meeting Hades, this doesn't happen nearly enough XD

[god_not_goth]

This might be good for you. It could teach you a little humility

[lostinthelight]

[Ooooh, this is good. Maya's been waiting for a Hades to show up. Granted, it's not the one from her universe, and she knows damn well it never will be, but!]

Ever have any trouble with that hair of yours poofing out?

[And by 'poofing' she means 'having Blizzard cast on it'.]

[timespacemessiah]

You're a god. Almost funny how much power you have yet how little power you seem to actually hold.

I had to post, your Hades is amazing

[shockjock]

Look at it this way, my little spectrum soulmate: so long as we're just messin' around here, none of those annoying goody-goodies can touch us!