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here is the IC thread for egyptian heavens.

The OOC thread

 

 

 

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(edited)

And on the sandy banks of the Nile, a young woman clad in strangely perfectly assembled red and black loose fitting clothing and a modest skirt perched kneeled over, an as of that moment empty jug perched on top of her head. She leaned forward, letting the rivers natural current and depth fill up the jug to the very top. She hefted the jug back over her head... and gave a muffled series of swears at the sheer weight.

Thor didn't have to have to deal with this. Hercules didn't have to deal with this. Set didn't have to deal with this. Her own brother.

Misogyny and poor choice of deific birthrighting at its finest.

 

And she took the path heading up the river, away from the archaic looking desert trap known as ancient Egypt. Instead heading towards the much cleaner and much more modern looking city that existed less than a few dozen miles or so. Camouflaged against mortal eyes for their own protection, because of course the cell phone would freak them out, let alone the existence of an entire pantheon of gods living right next to them. One of several, actually. Oh, that she knew. Her war with Persephone was still fresh in her mind. How could she possibly know that stealing a few pomegranate seeds would almost lead to an absolute system collapse of the whole of Tartarus. It was a few seeds! But she brushed that aside as she made her way into the city, slipping past the barrier cast by a multitude of the gods themselves. She walked by the paved roads, past the antique buildings that actually concealed fairly furnished housings. Couches, TV's... running water. Why was she carrying the enormous jug dislodging her perfect spine. Tradition. Once every week. Her know-it-all sister Osiris insisted that it was for "formal purposes and self-discipline." She had to admit; the gods liked to keep to theirs. Outside the clearly late, late, late, late, late, late furnishings, it looked exactly like you'd expect any city in the middle of Deadtown, Ancient Egypt. And it was a load of crock. She looked for the special district that marked her temple stay from every other god and goddess in the city, muttered a completely flat and warranted, "Oh yeah; I don't have one," and instead made her way to her sister's Osiris's. She had a temple. And also a temple. She snickered; being the younger of the two blew sometimes, but it was also sometimes totally worth it. And as she looked up at the risen sun burning down over the sands of the entire city, she paused to almost take a drink of water. Then almost immediately balked, brushing her tongue in the middle of the street.

No.

Not sanitary.

Not sanitary at all.

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Techno then arrived on the side of the Nile as he teleported himself from his lab in the modern city behind him. He could already see that there was one temple in the distance that stood out from all the others. It was a giant metal cube that was made out of the same metal as Techno's suit. It had blue glowing circuit board patterns all over it and the size of the cube was 100 meters cubed...

 

TU: Interesting. That cube appears to be my lab and it's quite surprising that it spawned in that quickly when I teleported here. Anyways I gotta get in there before the sun goes down.

 

Techno then walked through the city to the cube. He then entered though a set of hidden doors at the front of it...

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