I was of the understanding it was generally agreed on that I would be running the next one.

Anyway, we should give some time for cooldown between avvy rp's. I was thinking of having sign-ups in one-two weeks.

Finally, this RP seems pretty much finished, but just in case - I will be going way on holiday until early next week so I won't be able to post.

Bah. How anticlimactic. After this next Avvy RP is over, maybe I'll do this again.

It's not that I want to marry ecurt, it's just that If I don't he'll die a horrible death. And, if he dies, where else am I going to find someone whose sole power is the ability to make plushies, especially PyrosNine(tm) licensed ones?

I mean, I could do the work on my own, but that...that would be MADNESS!

For one thing, Pyros doesn't even know how to do the ™ thing.

Exactly! Because the world sucks!

You know, you still haven't explained why I would die.

Yes I did. In the beginning. Mortals can't be on the pantheon except for special cases. What did you think I meant by "mortals not allowed?"

They were only going to throw you out? Granted, throwing you out would entail a 1,000 mile drop onto Idaho, which would undoubtably be fatal, but there are some mortals who can fly, so they decided to do a catch-all way of dealing with the problem, which is to put you in the closet of time. Yes, it's just like the one Cronus got shoved in, and is still messy from his visit. But inside, you will be killed in a painful way. Then, time will go back, and you will be killed again, in an even more painful way.

As you can guess there will be many subsequent deaths, each more painful than the last. And then, when it's all done, they stick a metal pole through your insides and use you as a spear in an "Mortal on a stick" weapon fight between gods.

Sometimes, even that's not the end of it if it's a serious offense!

Let me rephrase my last post then.

"You know, you still haven't told me why I have to die unless we did things in that specific way."

Oh. Cuz the old man's a evil old man and hates non relatives on his property. Was that a good answer?

If not, Well, since you're not my personal avatar, nor a god yourself, and not even a demi god, you have to die. Technically, your status of wage-slave would protect you, but sadly my recent title changing of you to fulfill that selling you into the overseas child wife thing has removed you from that status due to Ricky Martin and his infernal flashy music fighting for an end to child prostitution.

In other words, I'm livin la vida with a trumpet through my kidney.

But I suppose you could survive if you immediately exited the pantheon and ran like a little girl hopped up on speed.

Technically, he would be a relative then. "Legal guardian" business and all that.

And that realization only makes Asheth's attempt to be married even more disturbing.