Persephone, the Destroyer (
pummelgranite) wrote in
maskormenacelogs2017-04-14 11:31 am
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[OPEN] BAD CHILDREN AND GOOD DOGGOS
WHO: Nico, Persephone, and anyone else who tags along or trails them or is attracted to the scent of fresh meat and brimstone
WHERE: Maurtia Falls State Park
WHEN: Early April, before the Cold War Confessional plot
WHAT: Running the dogs!
WARNINGS: the dogs sometimes eat people but other than that this is a wholesome post full of wholesome hell children and their wholesome hell dogs
[ They left early in the morning, as had been promised to and enforced by one enthusiastic demi-god. That was for the best, really. Only those well connected with the Underworld would be able to see the three horse-sized black beasts that galloped behind her motorcycle, but it never hurt to be careful.
When they reach a suitable bit of meadow, she pulls over the bike and goes to unlock the refrigerated trailer they've been hauling. One hellhound immediately plops itself into a nearby pond. The water hisses and roils and darkens; fish begin floating to the surface. The hound rolls its enormous bulk belly-up, flailing happily and snapping at the dead fish. ]
Awe, good girl Bell!
WHERE: Maurtia Falls State Park
WHEN: Early April, before the Cold War Confessional plot
WHAT: Running the dogs!
WARNINGS: the dogs sometimes eat people but other than that this is a wholesome post full of wholesome hell children and their wholesome hell dogs
[ They left early in the morning, as had been promised to and enforced by one enthusiastic demi-god. That was for the best, really. Only those well connected with the Underworld would be able to see the three horse-sized black beasts that galloped behind her motorcycle, but it never hurt to be careful.
When they reach a suitable bit of meadow, she pulls over the bike and goes to unlock the refrigerated trailer they've been hauling. One hellhound immediately plops itself into a nearby pond. The water hisses and roils and darkens; fish begin floating to the surface. The hound rolls its enormous bulk belly-up, flailing happily and snapping at the dead fish. ]
Awe, good girl Bell!

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So, a hell thing. ...what kind of hell thing?
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Hellhounds. They're nicer than they look.
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...They don't really look like anything to me.
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That's because you're not chthonic, I think.
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[He looks pretty disappointed by that.]
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Are you sure you don't want to do something else instead? You don't have to teach me a bunch of depressing stuff.
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Well, I can try to find a cheerful story.
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Why do you like the sad ones best?
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