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

The Danger Shop was set up to look like a weetiny peaceful ~~Middle New Greecelandia~~ Greek village. Ares looked disturbingly pleased as he addressed the class.

"Now," he said. "Barring for a moment idiot imposters who deserve to get erased from existence, most gods are true gods, that is, they were born gods, their parents were gods or titans, occasionally you'll have a half-god, usually with a divine father and a mortal mother, who will have their mortality taken away and be granted a place among the full gods, and, thankfully, very, very rarely you'll get a full mortal, who through often dangerous and underhand means will become a god."

"Why do I use the word thankfully? You may ask, after all, the power of the gods is the kind of thing many aspire to. I'm glad you asked." Ares clicked his fingers and a tall, armour-clad, blonde familiar to at least some of the class, woman appeared in a burst of flames. "Here is a very good reason why."

"This is Callisto," Ares continued without skipping a beat. "When she was mortal, she was a ruthless, merciless, psychopathic warrior. She slaughtered more than one village like this one down to last man, woman, and child. As you can tell, she had a lot of potential, my kinda gal. Then, through certain, unimportant to the discussion at hand, events she died, or rather was killed, and guess who didn't have the good sense to stay dead, which I can kind of admire. Unfortunately she didn't know when to stop, and eventually clawed her way to godhood."

"That was not a good thing. Imagine someone fueled by a hate so pure, so powerful, that it would last beyond death itself, a hate that had burned out any trace of compassion, of love, of joy, its owner ever possessed, until they became less than human, a mere vessel for that hatred. Unwilling to respect anything or anyone, to accept their place in the scheme of things. Now give them immortality and indescribable power, the power of the gods, the power to change the world. Scary thought isn't it. The kind of things that person might do."

"But why tell, when I can show," he said, grinning, "The aim of today's class is to survive. I'm giving you ten minutes to run and hide, then setting her loose. Thanks to the safety protocols, she can't really kill you, but if you get burninated you're sitting on the sidelines until she's done."

[ooc: OCD threads ~~coming~~ up.]

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"It shouldn't. I was just giving you a compliment because I felt like it. Do you want some candy?"

"Are you brave or merely stupid?" Callisto asked. "No, I don't want candy."

"I don't think there's really a difference between being brave or stupid when it comes down to it." He ate a piece of candy. "Are you sure? It's good candy."

"I have no interest in candy," Callisto said. "And if you have any interest in living through the next few minutes, I'd advise you to run."

"I'm cool with dying. Been there, done that. I can probably get some booze if you'd prefer that. Take your pick - whiskey, beer, ambrosia. We could have a few drinks, then I could watch while you throw godly powers at the rest of the class." He pointed out Harkness and lowered his voice. "Especially that guy."

"I don't drink," Callisto said, a fireball beginning to form in her hand. "And I would advise you not to act overly familiar with me."

"I'm not being overly familiar. I act like this with all of the gods I know." He nodded at Ares. "Ask him."

"Just because he won't kill you for that, doesn't mean I won't."

"How do you know I'm not a god?"

"I can just tell."

Kawalsky ate another piece of candy. "Sure about that?"

And that would be Callisto burninating Kawalsky.

Kawalsky twisted, cringed and waited for the fire to die down. He squirmed and grinned at her. "Tickles."

"Mister Kawalsky," Ares said. "You're dead, don't make me take the safety protocols offline."

"No, I know dead. This isn't dead." He turned back to Callisto. "See? God. Told you so."

Callisto was acting as as if she could neither see nor hear Kawalsky.

"You're not a god," Ares said. "Now go play with all the other dead people like a good little spirit."

"How do you know I'm not a god in disguise? It's happened before."

A few thousand years meant you could really work the 'bitch, please' look when you wanted to.

"It's always the ones you least expect."

"Would you like a detention next weekend as well as this?"

"Detentions mean nothing to gods in disguise."

Energy crackled around Ares's fingertips. "When I throw fireballs, it's not a hologram."

"When you throw fireballs, you get fired." Haha pun.

"But that won't help you after you've been fried."

"So you're saying sit down or be roasted alive?"

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