Have no clue what I'm doing, but I'm having fun doing it?

[gardenprince]

Mundane,

You pretend to understand who I am and to know my aspirations, but you are mistaken.

[ Uh huh. ]

You speak of wanting to join a game and meeting new people, but I won't be fooled. There is no exit from his garden. I refuse to allow you to offer false hope and then pull it away at the last moment. You are not even a god, merely a mortal. A disorganized mortal.

[ Yep. ]

That aside, do you even know where we would start?

[ Nope. ]

Just as I thought.

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[jeebies]

Hey! Cheer up! It's not so bad out here!!

having no idea is the best way to do things, tbh

[langsyne]

Hey now, some of us mortals are pretty good at what we do.

( don't be hatin' )

[gardenprince]

What has caused you to decide that?

[jeebies]

Getting away from my parents, that's what.

i feel so blind voice testing, but it's making me grin, so i can't knock it yet

[gardenprince]

And what is it that you do?

[ Someone is just sulking a little. ]

[gardenprince]

They are unkind, then?

pfft, then that's all that matters! \o/

[langsyne]

I'm a specialized electronics expert. Ran my own company for awhile.

( before things went to hell and he kinda sort died UH )

You?

thank you! c:

[gardenprince]

Oh.

[ He stares, the blank stare of a kind, elderly citizen who has no idea if his internet explorer is going to work on a new computer, let alone have any knowledge on specialized electronics.

Only, well, he is sixteen, adorned in gold, and not very kind at the moment. ]

I was prince of Troy, before a childish god decided to place me in his garden. My name is Ganymede.

And you are?

[langsyne]

( you make scott's little tech-loving heart hurt, ganymede, with your lack of electronics knowledge. also wow that's a really fancy title and he's not sure how to feel about it. )

Scott, current head of the Future Foundation and former technician for Tony Stark.

( not that those names probably mean anything to this kid but hey, he's up against a prince. )

I've never heard of you. As a prince of Troy, I mean.

[godtellsnolies]

Calling someone out for being a mortal? Heh. You really are becoming like us...

[gardenprince]

[ Despite his lack of knowledge, it's intriguing and new, and so now you seem to be stuck with a still grumpy but now curious prince. ]

How large of a city is the Future Foundation?

[ When he speaks again, his tone is a little softer. ]

It was some time ago that I was prince. Thousands of years have passed since then.

[gardenprince]

I was implying that there was no way a mortal could lead me to escaping this place. I am still nothing like you.

[ Nope. No pout in that tone. No way. ]

[godtellsnolies]

You can rationalize your words however you like, but the truth is that you now consider yourself on a different level from other humans.

[gardenprince]

I cannot die, and aside from that misguided boy with the silly name that you brought to tempt me into finding an escape, I have not met another since you brought me to your garden.

If I act at all like that, it is because of you. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised to find you here.

[jeebies]

They are Zeus and Hera, so, what do you think?

[langsyne]

It's a building. A school, actually.

( or if he really wants to get all detailed and specific, it's more of an idea than anything else, but that seems to be a little much, and this kid probably doesn't wanna hear about it. )

It's pretty big though. Dozens of floors and hundreds of rooms and I'd probably get lost trying to find my way to the nearest bathroom.

( but wait, this kid said something about— )

Wait, thousands of years? Have you been in a stasis since then or something?