[[ Alive yes, but sorely lacking in enough free time needed to maintain a roleplay blog.
Between a relationship that started months back and continues to be a current thing, to going back to university, to sorting through a vast amount of bureaucratic stuff, I find myself with very little time to devote to writing projects. I miss playing Hermes, make no mistake. I also miss writing in general.
Until I can get my life back into something manageable, this blog is on hiatus. That probably won’t be until winter-at-earliest. ]]
[[ Upgrading my unofficial hiatus status to an official one. Yeah, it’s the week before a convention and I’ve got plenty yet to get done. Hoping to be back online soon after this coming weekend. ]]
Mun & Muse: A Comparison by Me.
✚ M U N | I N F O R M A T I O N ✚
Nicknames: Monty, various cat-related terms.
Birthday: August 2.
Eye Color: Blue-grey.
Hair Color: Dark brown.
Ethnicity: British, Irish, French Canadian.
Lives in: Near Toronto, Ontario.
Character(s) Most Identifies with: Dirk Strider, Ciel Phantomhive.
Special talent(s): Writing, creative problem solving, making wisecracks.
Warning/disclaimer: NOT SAFE FOR WORK. NOT SAFE FOR CHILDREN. BY THE GODS, I HOPE YOU’RE OPEN-MINDED.
Struggling With: Finding the motivation to stay motivated.
✚ M U S E | I N F O R M A T I O N ✚
Name: Hermes, aka Neon Kyllenios.
Nicknames: The Wingman, Mister Mercury, Mr. Reward Miles.
Birthday: February 4.
Eye Color: Warm grey.
Hair Color: Dark brown.
Lives in: The back of a van, and hotel rooms all across North America.
Relationship Status: Single.
Classification: God. Passes as human quite well.
Special talent(s): Luck, thievery, music, being clever.
Warning/disclaimer: Won’t shut up. Won’t be tied down. You can try, by all means, but he’ll escape.
Struggling With: Lacking direction, needing a project.
In conclusion: Same | Close as Heck | Almost | Ehh...
Not Really | Nope | In a Galaxy Far Far Away
[[ The Crow’s Nest room at The Palace Hotel, Port Townsend. ]]
♞—⊱ "Whatever you will see in the course of the ritual, I humbly ask ye not to interfere. I’ve done it once before. Yes, s’not the friendliest of spells, I can control it. Will you, as my acquaintance, trust me? Trust that I know what m’doing."
It was then that Leo locked eyes with the god, doing his best to conceal his fears. That was not particularly difficult, but looking into Hermes’s eyes was an entirely different story, so he stared without really fixing his gaze on him.
Hermes is disinclined to agree to being Leo’s mere acquaintance. Acquaintances don’t go out drinking together, or trade personal items, or meet up at wedding receptions. For the moment, Hermes will not comment on that and assume that a certain level of distance comes from the solemn air.
“I trust your skills,” Hermes says, and doesn’t trust Leo’s confidence. It’s unimportant when he has luck on his side. “And I’ll behave, but you’ll have to invite me in. That’s how things work with us and ceremonial magic.”
HERMES! God of Commerce and Master of Thieves!
Hermes is the Messenger of the Gods. I meant to draw him looking younger but sometimes drawings take on a mind of their own.
Part of my Greek Myth series:
Zeus // Poseidon // Hestia // Apollo // Artemis // Hermes
And I was joined by aegisdea who drew:
Hades // Hera // Demeter // Ares // Aphrodite // Dionysus
15: What makes your OC angry?
When it comes to the myths, Hermes really doesn’t like rudeness. He just wishes people would have some common courtesy about being hosts or house-guests without having to resort to animal or mineral transfiguration. That’s a last resort kind of affair. For a ‘cannibalizing your visitors’ kind of offense.
Racist behavior is something that Hermes flat-out cannot stand. He’s a god of travelers, and when he’s in regular contact with many different cultures he learns to appreciate the good in all of them. If he’s visiting a place where he doesn’t speak much of the language, he will take the time to brush up on it and try to smooth the way for good communication. Because that’s what he does as a well-behaved guest.
This isn’t something that makes him angry so much as it’s an annoyance that he regularly targets: people who make their money at the expense of others. As a god of business, Hermes can absolutely respect people who have made a name for themselves and created a successful enterprise. Pride in one’s well-earned accomplishments is fine. What’s not okay is coveting money for money’s sake. Hermes will be all too happy to relieve you of some of that money. Whether that means requesting a spell of bad luck, giving the stock market a good kick, or literally breaking into your home or bank account depends on the day. (Hermes can always use more mischief in his life.)
At the Crow’s Nest.
"Enough! Stop there." Im holds up her hands, grimacing slightly even if it is only in jest. She does let his hand stay where it is, though, leaning into the touch slightly. It’d been…well, too long since someone had the time or the inclination to treat her affectionately. "I’m happy just knowin’ that much, thank you."
She sighs, rubbing at her eyes before letting her hands fall into her lap, a small contented smile on her lips. “Sounds like your night was a lot more fun than mine. Or my week. Or my—you get the idea. It’s been a while.” If he was allowed to share about his sex life, she was allowed to share about her lack of one. Taking the opportunity to look around the room, she lets out a low whistle, shaking her head. “Gotta say, though. If you wanted to spend the night with someone, this is the place to do it. How much is this place costin’?”
“I’m stopping! No more.” With a laugh, Hermes scratches under her chin, and is quite pleased to see that she doesn’t look offended. Maybe a little envious, perhaps, but that’s perfectly understandable given their respective situations. Hermes is no Eros, but he is still a fertility god. He’s not always above enhancing his uncanny charms if that means warm sheets in the morning.
“Oh, you poor dear…” Hermes scratches under her chin as he would for a well-loved puppy. “We can fix that later, if you like. And not as much as you might think. Certainly cheaper than where I was staying in San Francisco.” The decor is so much unlike what he regularly sees, and he’s rather fond of the bed’s little loft. Hermes does like to spend time in buildings with history. “I might book another couple of nights, maybe. This place is cute.”
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