fandomhigh | Tremble Foolish Mortals: The Gods and You , Class One [Period 5, Thursday]

The students were greeted with an empty classroom as they filed in.

Once everyone was seated, Ares appeared in a flash of blue light. "Greetings," he said. "I am Ares, God of War, and before you all start with the questions and flailing and prostrating yourself before me in worship, yes I am the Ares, and I am a real god. I'll be happy to give a demonstration to anyone who doesn't believe me." His tone suggested that while he might be happy to give a demonstrate, the person he gave it to wouldn't be.

"Now, to class. I'm assuming you all signed up because you want to learn more about the gods," Ares said, leaning against his desk. "Believe me you will. Forget the drunken ramblings of half-mad priests and madder politician, from me you'll be hearing firsthand accounts of the gods, in all their glorious ~~and less than glorious~~ moments. As you can see from the syllabus, we will be focusing on the Greek pantheon, otherwise known as the Olympians. Because, hey, you can't escape family."

"Because this is the first class, and I realise you may all be somewhat awed by being taught by me, a real live god, I'm going to go easy on you all, trust me, it won't happen again. Today you're just going to introduce yourself, tell the class which gods and goddesses you worship and why."

He waved a dismissive hand at the class. "Well, what are you waiting for, go on."

[ooc: OCD threads ~~coming~~ is up!]

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You're repeaaaating yourself.

Well, you didn't seem to comprehend it the first time. I was only trying to make up for your obvious lack in the intelligence department.

You just keep thinking that. Underestimating me might just be the last thing you do.

Do you honestly believe yourself to be that high on my list of priorities?

Poor, deluded fellow. A shame on one so good looking.

You're wearing my face around town. You'll be high on my list of priorities if you misuse it.

You're, what, fifteen years old? I'm at least two years your senior. I'm quite sure that I had this face, first.

I had this face more than sixty years ago.

I'm from a world that's practically medieval. I'm sure if the calenders matched up, I'd still beat you.

I was wearing this face here a year ago. I have Fandom seniority.

You were not, you were all cartoony, then. You only chose that face, like, a few days before I was apped.

Jealous that my creator didn't make me short, ugly, and red-eyed?

At least I never got brainwashed. . . .

At least I never had half my face burned off.

A small price to pay for power.

A small price to pay to have the one you love turn away in revulsion?

I didn't love her! I didn't! Not really, I was just . . . using her . . . .

*pouts*

Well, at least no one I loved ever tried to kill me.

At least people get my name right, Snakeshite.

Ohhh, hit a nerve, did I?

...

You're going to make me want to hit quite a few of yours.

I'm trembling. Really. Watch me shiver.

Come down to the junkyard with me, oh double of mine. We'll see if you might reconsider that.

Surely you can't believe that I am that idiotic? Though I realize it must be tempting to place me on the same mental level as yourself.

I'm not going to kill you or harm you, fool.

You can consider it reconnaissance, and I'll consider it a warning.

And why on Earth should I trust you?

I haven't killed a student yet.

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