...I don't like children.

Wild as the ocean, and just as beautiful...

Mm. I don't understand why she chose her husband over me. He had so little to offer...nothing like what I could have given her. But...no matter. I would have left her heartbroken and alone, and that's almost too cruel.

Italy's proven itself to be quite interesting.

[ooc: So, it's safe to say that I'm back. It may take a few days to get into the swing of things since my internet connection is...like...waaaay slow--maybe because I'm piggybacking onto a wireless cafe's connection--but I'll definitely be around.]

I'm overwhelmed by the urge to leave all that I've accumulated in this apartment behind--barring, of course, my cat and laptop. I've been in San Diego too long, and it's time to move on~

To where, I know not, but the possibilities are endless. If you don't see much of me for a while, I'm merely hunting <3

(Ooc: mun has discovered that keeping up with DDD on a phone is impossible, so I'll be going on hiatus until my laptop is sent out to me--likely, near the middle of October since the military only feeds me table scraps. Stay classy, DDD!)

It had gone on long enough.

Dionysus came to that conclusion one humid, star-filled night, almost as soon as he finished off a rather fine bottle of wine found in the dusty confines of his kitchen. The roof of the apartment building, as well as the pool off to his side, had both been devoid of any other life for quite some time, which lead to way too much silence-that, in turn, lead to contemplation.

He wanted answers from a certain nightmare. Nothing more, nothing less. It might have been a bit much to expect that Cori would be jumping for joy upon his return, but some semblence of happiness wasn't too unthinkable, right?

With that lodged firmly in his slightly fogged mind, the god stood up. It had been way too long since he last shifted into the Dreaming, but a few short seconds later, he was standing in the middle of Cori's living room.

Cori, love, talk to me. Please?

Hello, DDD!  Guess who's almost-but-not-quite back in the land of the living?  Basic training graduation was today, bitches.  Dion-mun made it despite numerous mental breakdowns.  And our platoon was the worst to come through here in like...ever.  But here I am, with my beret and my uniform, and I rock.

Alas, I only have ten minutes or so left before I try to buy my phone.  The line's kinda long...but I'll try to check back here later.  With that said, I have questions.  Due to a serious lack of time, has anything seriously changed around here as far as the gods are concerned?  I can't check the OOC comm quite yet, so you can see where that would be a problem...I'd appreciate it a lot of people could get me back up to speed.  I won't be active here until I get my laptop, which'll probably be around the fifteenth--payday, of course--and it depends on what my platoon seargent says about personal computers, but if all works out, I'll rejoin your ranks.  Needless to say, I can't wait.

Anyway.  Off I go--it'll be nice to start talking to people around here again~  I've missed this place a lot.  Figures, this is the first thing I would check after being in basic for ten weeks.  Ciao!

It's time for a vacation. But where?

...I miss the Amazon. I don't mind a little rain, and if it means getting to see the jaguars again, I'd do almost anything.

To the basin, then ♥  I'm not too worried about it, but if anyone tries to track me down before I decide to return of my own free will, I'll skin you alive~

I can't remember the last time I've done anything like this on such a large scale. Years ago--decades, probably. And it felt nice...I don't know why I pulled back into myself so much. It was a stupid thing to do ♥

The process of tracking Ata down took only a few short minutes, thankfully. The cat was curled up on his pillow, and seemed to be the very definition of content. Dionysus almost felt bad for disturbing her, but she transplanted rather nicely to the crook of his elbow. Orthus was nowhere to be seen, but the trip was meant to be short so he didn't make a point of tracking her down.

After stifling a yawn, the god took the now-familiar trip into the nightmare's home.  "Cori?"

		I will marry Cori.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Italy in our fabulous Apartment.
		We will have 69 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a White Jaguar.
		I will spend my days as a Bartender, and live happily ever after.

Hm.  I put "whore" on there twice...I guess I'm just not meant to sell my body for the sake of others.  Pity, that.
 

Cori?  According to Apollo, Matthew is in another universe on a spacecraft.

...

It sounds just bizarre enough that I'm willing to believe it's true.

[Locked to Apollo]
Apollo, I have a favor to ask of you.
[/locked]

--edit--

[Locked to Cori]
He has ravens out looking for Matthew.  If anything is found, I'll be sure to let you know.
[/locked]

If you had the chance to go crazy and completely overhaul your appearance, what would you do?

Or:

Recount a remarkable incident involving insects.

To the second--bullet ants.  Holy fucking Zeus, bullet ants.  You don't forget those.  Ever.  I fell asleep in a tree that had a few scrounging around for food, and they found me.  And I was nude. 

I still shudder at those memories.

Youtube Friday, hmm?  I've never participated before, but I found this video today and decided to share...of course, it had very little to do with the fact that the band sports my name.

I'm not entirely sure that's going on here...another virus, I'm thinking. I rather like this one, too~ People are much more enjoyable this way.

Anyone interested in coming over? ♥  I might even break out the kantharos.  

I found myself in the midst of a barfight this evening.  They're rarer in the bars that I prefer, but a simple change in scenery hardly prevents them from taking place.  A woman started it, too.  It made me feel oddly nostalgic...

She didn't seem terribly fond of my laughter.  Explaining would have proven fruitless, but her aim was off so I had very little to fear.

I always love watching the effects that alcohol has on people.  She wasn't drinking wine, or I'd be more proud.  Fighting because of the most trivial things, behaving in a manner that they wouldn't normally adopt because of silly standards...

Liberation is an amazing thing.

I see Methe left her mark here last night. I'd apologize, but there's nothing to be sorry for, is there? Except, perhaps, leaving my journal open where any passersby could get to it.  I rarely fear that Orthus will connect to the internet and download insidious things, but I now know that I'll have to be wary of others.

It was quite nice to see her again~   She left this morning claiming to have plans with Telete halfway across the world.   I can only imagine the chaos that they create together...

What's this?  An internet journal?  Why would Daddy have one of these?

Speaking of...why is it that the one time I'm even remotely nearby, Dionysus is horridly busy being unconscious?  It's enough to break a girl's heart!  I clearly missed something fun...so much for me trying to say hello.  And I thought I was his favorite!

I'll have to chew his ear off later.

Now, then...who's out there?

[ooc: Not hacked so much as hijacked...say hello to Dion's daughter, Methe~]

There's no good way to express just how pleased I am to have my gorgeous body back. Much as I love being tiny and furred, it gets old fast. I can't say I didn't enjoy all that time spent with Cori, though...

Ah. How to celebrate...

Oh, and Apollo? I've got a message for you~ ♥