why does it suck?! :confused:

well, i can respond to him to when he says bad things :P

 

 

EDIT: i bet it sucks miss. salutatorian

I wrote about the ransom note. :P

 

It sucks because my brain is mush, and I can't make my paragraphs make sense. :dizzy:

:thinking: well yeah! but have you talked to him lately?

well, i can respond to him to when he says bad things :P

 

 

EDIT: i bet it sucks miss. salutatorian

 

Oh please respond to him when he makes those annoying gay jokes again.

 

I wrote about the ransom note. :P

 

It sucks because my brain is mush, and I can't make my paragraphs make sense. :dizzy:

 

You should have started earlier. :sad:

You mushy mush. :kiss:

I started writing it at 2 am... :uhoh:

I would've started earlier, but I have to mentally prepare myself for writing papers. :snobby:

Oh please respond to him when he makes those annoying gay jokes again.

 

 

 

You should have started earlier. :sad:

You mushy mush. :kiss:

 

 

I was going to earlier, but i wasnt in the mood, but okay, i will :P

I started writing it at 2 am... :uhoh:

I would've started earlier, but I have to mentally prepare myself for writing papers. :snobby:

 

:freak: You need more whipping.

Oh ... I should start working on my essay soon. :wacko:

 

I was going to earlier, but i wasnt in the mood, but okay, i will :P

 

Thank you. :lips:

I started writing it at 2 am... :uhoh:

I would've started earlier, but I have to mentally prepare myself for writing papers. :snobby:

 

I know what you mean....it's not easyt o start putting ideas on a paper....It used to take me hours to start a paper...

 

good luck!:D

Yes, starting is the worst. :dead:

Thanks. :nice:

post it here so we can read it :wacko:

:nice: Hope it makes sense when it's finished....I know how hard it is for things to make sense :lol:

I can't post it online. :tongue:

 

It's not really making a lot of sense right now, but I'll try to fix it before I turn it in. :uhoh:

Good luck with your paper, Kels.

I'm off for now. See you all later. :kiss:

why can't you????

byeeeeeeeeeee imke

Bye Imke!:kiss:

geez

 

 

...

uuuuuusssssssssss

 

 

Now she yells at me, Zeus rolled his eyes from where he sat on the throne. Why was Hera suddenly upset with him? Like this wasn’t the first mortal he’d had an affair with.

“And now she’s pregnant?!”

Zeus pressed his palm to his face. This was going to last a while.

“What is your freaking problem Zeus?! Like, really?! Ever heard of a place called rehab? Cuz that’s where you’re headed!”

“Look,” Zeus spoke up. “can we just get over this and get on with our lives?”

Hera frowned. “We need a break, Zeus.”

“What do you think I’ve been doing?”

She clenched her fists and disappeared.

“Thank me,” Zeus muttered, getting up to see what Demeter was fixing for supper.

 

DOWN ON EARTH

 

Hera roamed around the countryside, attempting to find this “Semele” who’d Zeus had knocked up. She’d disguised herself as a crone…or what she thought looked like a crone. She really just looked like a tree with a mouth.

Finally, Hera found Semele. She was husking corn outside a small house. Eventually, Hera had used her tree-like charms to get to talking with Semele, and discovered what a wonderful girl she was. A little too wonderful.

“So who’s the father?” Hera motioned towards Semele’s baby bump.

Semele blushed. “Zeus.”

“Zeus? Like the god?” Hera laughed. “Yeah right.”

“I’m serious!” Semele stood up.

“How can you be so positive? Have you ever even seen the guy? I’m guessing no, since one look at him and you’d be dust.”

Semele was quiet for a moment. “Well…”

“Exactly. Look, I gotta go. Good luck with “Zeus”.” Hera got up and left, spending the rest of the night looking for a comfortable log for her tree-self to sleep on.

 

THE NEXT DAY

 

“How do I know you’re really Zeus?” Semele spoke to the man before her. She suddenly didn’t realize why she’d believed he was Zeus in the first place. He was as thin as a twig and had rotting teeth. Ew.

“Semy, I swear, I am Zeus.”

Semele frowned. “Prove it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you…:

“Prove it!”

The man sighed. “Fine.” Suddenly, a blinding light enveloped the area, Semele falling to her knees and shielding her eyes.

But it was too late.

A bolt of lightning struck her, and she immediately became a pile of dust.

However, Zeus had rescued the fetal of his child from the ashes, and…sewn him into his thigh. Okay, okay, why his thigh? But, seriously, where else was he supposed to put the kid at the moment?

Anyways, Zeus then returned to Mount Olympus, where he continued to care for the fetal, and put up with Hera’s whining.

 

EIGHTEEN YEARS LATER

 

“I HATE YOU!” Dionysus shouted as he ran away from the throne.

Zeus sighed. “We just took his Gameboy away. It’s not like the world’s ending.”

“Whatever,” Hera studied her nails. “He ain’t my kid.”

Dionysus sat on the edge of the cloud where the gods lived, looking over the edge. “I wish my real mom was here,” he spoke. “Then I could get my Gameboy back.”

He pouted for a moment, then tossed a wisp of smoke over the side of the cloud. Someone screamed, and he laughed.

“I need to get away.” Dionysus glanced around, grabbed his murse, and then disappeared.

 

AT A RANDOM BAR ON EARTH

 

Dionysus gladly drank another glass of wine. This was what he was meant for, wine and partying. He smiled at one of the girls walking past him.

A group of local rhapsodes were singing about magical toads outside, and he listened intently to their song.

“I’ll find her,” a man near him spoke.

“Even if you did get to the underworld,” another contradicted, “how are you supposed to get past Hades?”

“I’ll play my lyre.”

“Yeah, good luck with that.” The man chuckled as he left.

Dionysus moved towards the man. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to rescue my lover from Hades.” He sighed and looked down at his drink.

“You can do that? Rescue people from the dead, I mean.”

“I’ve heard it’s possible…I’m Orpheus by the way.” He held out his hand.

“Dio,” Dionysus shook it. “I’ll come with you.”

“What? Why? Why risk your life just to come with me?”

“I want to rescue my mother. I have to get my Gameboy back.”

“Your?…Whatever. I guess you can come if you want.”

 

THE NEXT DAY

 

Dionysus and Orpheus wandered aimlessly around a forest.

“What exactly are we looking for?” Dionysus called.

“A doorway to the underworld.”

“How the heck are we supposed to”

“Found it!”

Dionysus looked to find Orpheus standing next to a door, which was just standing upright in the middle of nowhere. There was a sign on it, which read “Door to the Underworld. Have payment ready for toll.”

“Well, whaddya know?”

“C’mon, Dio, I want to save her.”

“Coming, coming…” Dionysus followed Orpheus as he opened the door. Ahead of them lay the passage to the Underworld. They stepped onto the first step, and gratefully discovered the staircase to be an escalator. “How exactly are we supposed to get in?”

Orpheus smirked. “I’ll play my lyre. I’m a musical genius you know.”

Dionysus stuck his tongue out at him while he wasn’t looking. “You positive your “genius” will work?”

“Positive.”

The travelers found Charon, standing beside his boat near the five rivers. “Your payments?” his voice was scratchy.

Orpheus immediately began playing his lyre. The sound was gorgeous, but Charon covered his ears.

“You’re free to go. What about you?” he motioned to Dionysus.

“Uh…” Dionysus was shocked. “Uh…watch this!” He backed away and took a deep breath. “Orpheus, play something upbeat.” Orpheus played, and Dionysus began break dancing. His feet and arms moved in a flailing fury and he spun around on the floor.

“Okay, okay, get in the flipping boat.”

So, Orpheus and Dionysus got into the boat and traveled across the five rivers. When they reached the gate, they saw a giant three-headed dog.

“Cerberus,” Orpheus muttered in awe.

The creature barked and growled menacingly. As before, Orpheus played his lyre, calming two of the dogs heads and enchanting them in a deep sleep. The other head, however, was not fooled.

Orpheus sighed, “I got nothin’.”

Dionysus grinned and began rummaging through his murse. “Hey, boy, here boy!” He pulled out a couple of Milk Bones and tossed them to the head. It licked its lips and laid down, letting the travelers pass.

After enchanting the Judges of the Dead with the lyre, Orpheus and Dionysus continued onward, finally finding Hades and Persephone on their thrones.

“What the heck?” Hades spoke, obviously quite angry. “What is the problem with you people, coming into my realm and thinking you own the place and stuff?”

“Um, I’m here to save my beloved Eurydice.” Orpheus was nervous, but stood his ground.

“What do you have there?” Hades pointed at the lyre.

“This? This is a lyre, you pl”

“I know it’s a lyre, fool. Play for me.”

Orpheus played.

“Silence. I’ve had enough of your music. Persephone, go find his wife. Now, what about you?”

“I’m here to save my mother,” Dionysus stepped forward.

“Are you?”

“Yes.”

“You sure about that?”

“Positively.”

“Okay then.”

“So now what?”

“I’ll ask the questions here.”

“Okay then.”

“Okay.” Hades paused, thinking for a moment. “How exactly are you supposed to win her over?”

“I’ll do anything,” Dionysus begged. “I just want my Gameboy back.”

“I thought you wanted your mother.”

“I want her, so I can get it back.”

Hades shook his head, “Whatever. So how are you going to win her back?”

“I can break dance…or…”

“Break…dance?”

Dionysus frowned. “Have you been living in under a rock your whole life?”

“Well…sorta.”

“Here, I’ll show you.” Dionysus nodded at Orpheus, who in turn smiled and began playing another upbeat song, this time adding his own rap lyrics. The god of partying got down with his bad self, and Hades smiled and swayed, obviously enthused by the performance.

The song ended, and Hades applauded. “Very nice. You may have your mother back, no further charge. As for Orpheus…you can’t look at your wife until you get back to earth.”

Orpheus sighed. “Of course.”

“Here,” Persephone returned, Eurydice and Semele beside her. They were simply just shadows.

“Thanks,” Dionysus winked at her.

Persephone giggled and went back to her throne.

Dionysus helped Semele and Eurydice back to the surface, Orpheus leading the way. Orpheus grinned when he saw the light of the sun. “We’re almost there!” He ran triumphantly there, and then stopped. “C’mon, honey!”

“Orpheus, wait a sec!”

But it was too late. He’d turned to look at Eurydice, and she disappeared.

Shock filled Orpheus’ face as he sat down on the grass. “All that…for nothing.”

Dionysus pulled Semele out the door, watching as her shadow transformed into a living soul. She laughed and hugged Dionysus.

“Well,” Dionysus shrugged, “I gotta go get my Gameboy back…so…good luck.” He and his mother disappeared, and Orpheus cried out in agony.

 

IN THE END…

 

~Dionysus got his Gameboy back, and, even against Hera’s will, Semele was granted a spot on Mount Olympus with the other gods.

~Orpheus spent weeks roaming the earth, and was killed by a group of Maenads, worshipers of Dionysus, after telling them that Dionysus was a jerk who didn’t deserve a Gameboy.

 

 

 

Stress is great. :freak:

 

 

Now she yells at me, Zeus rolled his eyes from where he sat on the throne. Why was Hera suddenly upset with him? Like this wasn’t the first mortal he’d had an affair with.

“And now she’s pregnant?!”

Zeus pressed his palm to his face. This was going to last a while.

“What is your freaking problem Zeus?! Like, really?! Ever heard of a place called rehab? Cuz that’s where you’re headed!”

“Look,” Zeus spoke up. “can we just get over this and get on with our lives?”

Hera frowned. “We need a break, Zeus.”

“What do you think I’ve been doing?”

She clenched her fists and disappeared.

“Thank me,” Zeus muttered, getting up to see what Demeter was fixing for supper.

 

DOWN ON EARTH

 

Hera roamed around the countryside, attempting to find this “Semele” who’d Zeus had knocked up. She’d disguised herself as a crone…or what she thought looked like a crone. She really just looked like a tree with a mouth.

Finally, Hera found Semele. She was husking corn outside a small house. Eventually, Hera had used her tree-like charms to get to talking with Semele, and discovered what a wonderful girl she was. A little too wonderful.

“So who’s the father?” Hera motioned towards Semele’s baby bump.

Semele blushed. “Zeus.”

“Zeus? Like the god?” Hera laughed. “Yeah right.”

“I’m serious!” Semele stood up.

“How can you be so positive? Have you ever even seen the guy? I’m guessing no, since one look at him and you’d be dust.”

Semele was quiet for a moment. “Well…”

“Exactly. Look, I gotta go. Good luck with “Zeus”.” Hera got up and left, spending the rest of the night looking for a comfortable log for her tree-self to sleep on.

 

THE NEXT DAY

 

“How do I know you’re really Zeus?” Semele spoke to the man before her. She suddenly didn’t realize why she’d believed he was Zeus in the first place. He was as thin as a twig and had rotting teeth. Ew.

“Semy, I swear, I am Zeus.”

Semele frowned. “Prove it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you…:

“Prove it!”

The man sighed. “Fine.” Suddenly, a blinding light enveloped the area, Semele falling to her knees and shielding her eyes.

But it was too late.

A bolt of lightning struck her, and she immediately became a pile of dust.

However, Zeus had rescued the fetal of his child from the ashes, and…sewn him into his thigh. Okay, okay, why his thigh? But, seriously, where else was he supposed to put the kid at the moment?

Anyways, Zeus then returned to Mount Olympus, where he continued to care for the fetal, and put up with Hera’s whining.

 

EIGHTEEN YEARS LATER

 

“I HATE YOU!” Dionysus shouted as he ran away from the throne.

Zeus sighed. “We just took his Gameboy away. It’s not like the world’s ending.”

“Whatever,” Hera studied her nails. “He ain’t my kid.”

Dionysus sat on the edge of the cloud where the gods lived, looking over the edge. “I wish my real mom was here,” he spoke. “Then I could get my Gameboy back.”

He pouted for a moment, then tossed a wisp of smoke over the side of the cloud. Someone screamed, and he laughed.

“I need to get away.” Dionysus glanced around, grabbed his murse, and then disappeared.

 

AT A RANDOM BAR ON EARTH

 

Dionysus gladly drank another glass of wine. This was what he was meant for, wine and partying. He smiled at one of the girls walking past him.

A group of local rhapsodes were singing about magical toads outside, and he listened intently to their song.

“I’ll find her,” a man near him spoke.

“Even if you did get to the underworld,” another contradicted, “how are you supposed to get past Hades?”

“I’ll play my lyre.”

“Yeah, good luck with that.” The man chuckled as he left.

Dionysus moved towards the man. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to rescue my lover from Hades.” He sighed and looked down at his drink.

“You can do that? Rescue people from the dead, I mean.”

“I’ve heard it’s possible…I’m Orpheus by the way.” He held out his hand.

“Dio,” Dionysus shook it. “I’ll come with you.”

“What? Why? Why risk your life just to come with me?”

“I want to rescue my mother. I have to get my Gameboy back.”

“Your?…Whatever. I guess you can come if you want.”

 

THE NEXT DAY

 

Dionysus and Orpheus wandered aimlessly around a forest.

“What exactly are we looking for?” Dionysus called.

“A doorway to the underworld.”

“How the heck are we supposed to”

“Found it!”

Dionysus looked to find Orpheus standing next to a door, which was just standing upright in the middle of nowhere. There was a sign on it, which read “Door to the Underworld. Have payment ready for toll.”

“Well, whaddya know?”

“C’mon, Dio, I want to save her.”

“Coming, coming…” Dionysus followed Orpheus as he opened the door. Ahead of them lay the passage to the Underworld. They stepped onto the first step, and gratefully discovered the staircase to be an escalator. “How exactly are we supposed to get in?”

Orpheus smirked. “I’ll play my lyre. I’m a musical genius you know.”

Dionysus stuck his tongue out at him while he wasn’t looking. “You positive your “genius” will work?”

“Positive.”

The travelers found Charon, standing beside his boat near the five rivers. “Your payments?” his voice was scratchy.

Orpheus immediately began playing his lyre. The sound was gorgeous, but Charon covered his ears.

“You’re free to go. What about you?” he motioned to Dionysus.

“Uh…” Dionysus was shocked. “Uh…watch this!” He backed away and took a deep breath. “Orpheus, play something upbeat.” Orpheus played, and Dionysus began break dancing. His feet and arms moved in a flailing fury and he spun around on the floor.

“Okay, okay, get in the flipping boat.”

So, Orpheus and Dionysus got into the boat and traveled across the five rivers. When they reached the gate, they saw a giant three-headed dog.

“Cerberus,” Orpheus muttered in awe.

The creature barked and growled menacingly. As before, Orpheus played his lyre, calming two of the dogs heads and enchanting them in a deep sleep. The other head, however, was not fooled.

Orpheus sighed, “I got nothin’.”

Dionysus grinned and began rummaging through his murse. “Hey, boy, here boy!” He pulled out a couple of Milk Bones and tossed them to the head. It licked its lips and laid down, letting the travelers pass.

After enchanting the Judges of the Dead with the lyre, Orpheus and Dionysus continued onward, finally finding Hades and Persephone on their thrones.

“What the heck?” Hades spoke, obviously quite angry. “What is the problem with you people, coming into my realm and thinking you own the place and stuff?”

“Um, I’m here to save my beloved Eurydice.” Orpheus was nervous, but stood his ground.

“What do you have there?” Hades pointed at the lyre.

“This? This is a lyre, you pl”

“I know it’s a lyre, fool. Play for me.”

Orpheus played.

“Silence. I’ve had enough of your music. Persephone, go find his wife. Now, what about you?”

“I’m here to save my mother,” Dionysus stepped forward.

“Are you?”

“Yes.”

“You sure about that?”

“Positively.”

“Okay then.”

“So now what?”

“I’ll ask the questions here.”

“Okay then.”

“Okay.” Hades paused, thinking for a moment. “How exactly are you supposed to win her over?”

“I’ll do anything,” Dionysus begged. “I just want my Gameboy back.”

“I thought you wanted your mother.”

“I want her, so I can get it back.”

Hades shook his head, “Whatever. So how are you going to win her back?”

“I can break dance…or…”

“Break…dance?”

Dionysus frowned. “Have you been living in under a rock your whole life?”

“Well…sorta.”

“Here, I’ll show you.” Dionysus nodded at Orpheus, who in turn smiled and began playing another upbeat song, this time adding his own rap lyrics. The god of partying got down with his bad self, and Hades smiled and swayed, obviously enthused by the performance.

The song ended, and Hades applauded. “Very nice. You may have your mother back, no further charge. As for Orpheus…you can’t look at your wife until you get back to earth.”

Orpheus sighed. “Of course.”

“Here,” Persephone returned, Eurydice and Semele beside her. They were simply just shadows.

“Thanks,” Dionysus winked at her.

Persephone giggled and went back to her throne.

Dionysus helped Semele and Eurydice back to the surface, Orpheus leading the way. Orpheus grinned when he saw the light of the sun. “We’re almost there!” He ran triumphantly there, and then stopped. “C’mon, honey!”

“Orpheus, wait a sec!”

But it was too late. He’d turned to look at Eurydice, and she disappeared.

Shock filled Orpheus’ face as he sat down on the grass. “All that…for nothing.”

Dionysus pulled Semele out the door, watching as her shadow transformed into a living soul. She laughed and hugged Dionysus.

“Well,” Dionysus shrugged, “I gotta go get my Gameboy back…so…good luck.” He and his mother disappeared, and Orpheus cried out in agony.

 

IN THE END…

 

~Dionysus got his Gameboy back, and, even against Hera’s will, Semele was granted a spot on Mount Olympus with the other gods.

~Orpheus spent weeks roaming the earth, and was killed by a group of Maenads, worshipers of Dionysus, after telling them that Dionysus was a jerk who didn’t deserve a Gameboy.

 

 

 

Stress is great. :freak:

Double posts. :freak:

......im not going to read that Tbh :shame:

hgfhs

crests you are totally missing out, you should get a twitter :P