Dear Diary,
This being a goddess of war and wisdom is the coolest thing ever. I am sorry that I have not written in here for a while, but there has been a lot going on that just made me forget to write in here and everything. Don't worry, I hope to now give you a huge long recount of everything so that you're all up-to-date with the events in the fast moving life of the modern-day goddess.
Have been having a great time bonding with Dad, he is the coolest guy in the world- and I'm not just saying that because he happens to be the most powerful as well and hasn't smitten anyone for a while, honest. We have done all the usual stuff- well, some of it. I think he realised when he tried to take me to the park that this sort of thing really wasn't going to work. So we put together this little thing where he would take me around on earth and junk like that. We ended up getting on really well, we're very similar people, although I must admit I was a little annoyed when, instead of us having a fun day going and killing this bloke who killed his wife, he caught sight of the dead woman's sister and went after her instead. I had to kill the bloke myself, which wasn't a good idea, I have decided I should maybe wait until my name and face is a little better well known before I commit crimes of retribution again, the guy looked awfully annoyed. Muttered something about how you commit a really bad crime for which you'll suffer eternal damnation and torment for, and you don't even get Zeus to pick you off anymore! I declined to mention that he was at tat moment getting off with the bloke's sister-in-law. It was quite sad for me to have to kill him, he was cute, the sort of body that really makes me want to be a normal, sexed up goddess. Although killing him sort of killed that desire for me, Aphrodite would probably go in for the necrophilia scene but not me, noooo.
Anyway, up on Mount Olympus Dad and I have been talking as well. He has been teaching me how to use my spear properly, which is cool as I do not take anyone's eye out anymore. It had gotten so bad that Hera banned me from bringing it to dinner with me after the unfortunate incident with Artemis...I swear I didn't mean to batter her with it...well, maybe a nit...but if she will persist in being so boring and coming near me! At least she doesn't anymore, hehe....
Dad was pretty impressed though, he finds Artemis pretty dull as well, with all her morals and stuff...she disapproves of his affairs, the only other one to do that is Hera, so he has twice the nagging, plus it can't be good to have someone who reminds him of his wife whom he doesn't really like....anyway, the point being that he took me out for a drink afterwards, said that he was pretty proud of me, and that I could really go places on Olympia. He carried on drinking and drinking...he got very drunk, which is weird as he was drinking nectar like all gods do, and yet you only get drunk on it if you want to. He wanted to. Glad he did. He started slurring that he had something very special to show me, it was his pride and joy and made him what he was, opened up all these wonderful possibilities for pleasure for him. Considering the god track record with sleeping with members of their family, I was getting pretty worried by now, I mean, you can't turn down Zeus for goodness sake, even if he is your father! He staggered up and pulled me off in the direction of his secret bedroom, by which time I was feeling really sick but also- and this must be the Greek goddess longing for incest in me- I was pretty excited about it. Hey, if you're going to stop being a virgin goddess, may as well do it to a bloke who will make it a good experience...and from what I can tell, the women whom he saw while I was still inside his head quite liked it...
But no, what he wanted to show me was his collection of thunderbolts- a bit of a relief but also an anti-climax on most fronts. He lifted them out really carefully and lovingly, I have never seen anyone so obviously in love with a material object. In a whisper he told me that I was the first person he has shown his thunderbolts to, which - I blush to admit- made me think 'awwwww' and tears well up in my eyes. He then showed me his magic shield, which was really pretty and shiny, and said that I could use it if I wanted- I was totally touched by the gesture. I picked it up, then dropped it and he didn't even shout at me, just looked at me with a sort of watery smile, then hugged me. Ok, so he squeezed my boobs as he did, but hey, you cannot expect the guy to change totally, he did give me an apologetic look. I didn't mind. Hey, I do not mind anyone who thinks I'm cute, Dad is quite picky, and it's nice to know that even as a virgin goddess there are people who wish that I wasn't...
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any good?
This being a goddess of war and wisdom is the coolest thing ever. I am sorry that I have not written in here for a while, but there has been a lot going on that just made me forget to write in here and everything. Don't worry, I hope to now give you a huge long recount of everything so that you're all up-to-date with the events in the fast moving life of the modern-day goddess.
Have been having a great time bonding with Dad, he is the coolest guy in the world- and I'm not just saying that because he happens to be the most powerful as well and hasn't smitten anyone for a while, honest. We have done all the usual stuff- well, some of it. I think he realised when he tried to take me to the park that this sort of thing really wasn't going to work. So we put together this little thing where he would take me around on earth and junk like that. We ended up getting on really well, we're very similar people, although I must admit I was a little annoyed when, instead of us having a fun day going and killing this bloke who killed his wife, he caught sight of the dead woman's sister and went after her instead. I had to kill the bloke myself, which wasn't a good idea, I have decided I should maybe wait until my name and face is a little better well known before I commit crimes of retribution again, the guy looked awfully annoyed. Muttered something about how you commit a really bad crime for which you'll suffer eternal damnation and torment for, and you don't even get Zeus to pick you off anymore! I declined to mention that he was at tat moment getting off with the bloke's sister-in-law. It was quite sad for me to have to kill him, he was cute, the sort of body that really makes me want to be a normal, sexed up goddess. Although killing him sort of killed that desire for me, Aphrodite would probably go in for the necrophilia scene but not me, noooo.
Anyway, up on Mount Olympus Dad and I have been talking as well. He has been teaching me how to use my spear properly, which is cool as I do not take anyone's eye out anymore. It had gotten so bad that Hera banned me from bringing it to dinner with me after the unfortunate incident with Artemis...I swear I didn't mean to batter her with it...well, maybe a nit...but if she will persist in being so boring and coming near me! At least she doesn't anymore, hehe....
Dad was pretty impressed though, he finds Artemis pretty dull as well, with all her morals and stuff...she disapproves of his affairs, the only other one to do that is Hera, so he has twice the nagging, plus it can't be good to have someone who reminds him of his wife whom he doesn't really like....anyway, the point being that he took me out for a drink afterwards, said that he was pretty proud of me, and that I could really go places on Olympia. He carried on drinking and drinking...he got very drunk, which is weird as he was drinking nectar like all gods do, and yet you only get drunk on it if you want to. He wanted to. Glad he did. He started slurring that he had something very special to show me, it was his pride and joy and made him what he was, opened up all these wonderful possibilities for pleasure for him. Considering the god track record with sleeping with members of their family, I was getting pretty worried by now, I mean, you can't turn down Zeus for goodness sake, even if he is your father! He staggered up and pulled me off in the direction of his secret bedroom, by which time I was feeling really sick but also- and this must be the Greek goddess longing for incest in me- I was pretty excited about it. Hey, if you're going to stop being a virgin goddess, may as well do it to a bloke who will make it a good experience...and from what I can tell, the women whom he saw while I was still inside his head quite liked it...
But no, what he wanted to show me was his collection of thunderbolts- a bit of a relief but also an anti-climax on most fronts. He lifted them out really carefully and lovingly, I have never seen anyone so obviously in love with a material object. In a whisper he told me that I was the first person he has shown his thunderbolts to, which - I blush to admit- made me think 'awwwww' and tears well up in my eyes. He then showed me his magic shield, which was really pretty and shiny, and said that I could use it if I wanted- I was totally touched by the gesture. I picked it up, then dropped it and he didn't even shout at me, just looked at me with a sort of watery smile, then hugged me. Ok, so he squeezed my boobs as he did, but hey, you cannot expect the guy to change totally, he did give me an apologetic look. I didn't mind. Hey, I do not mind anyone who thinks I'm cute, Dad is quite picky, and it's nice to know that even as a virgin goddess there are people who wish that I wasn't...
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any good?