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    There were two things about his current situation that already confused him as he stared up at the clouds swirling in the sky - first of all, why wasn't he in the sky? Up in Mount Olympus? He hadn't remembered ever coming down to earth, much less passing out. Second, the stale stench of urine clouded his nose - and he was certain that it wasn't from him.


    He sat up slowly, his vision blurred at the edges. All of his thoughts were thicker, slower than usual, and his head throbbed to the beat of his heart. At this point, with only a few seconds-worth of observation, it was quite easy for him to understand what was going on. But he refused to accept it.


    Only when he glanced down at himself did the truth finally manage to work it's way into his muddled head. He wasn't Apollo - not the god, at least. No, he was a feline - a fairly young one, by the looks of it, and untouched by the claws of the wild. His curly brown and white tabby fur was soft and smelled faintly of lavender shampoo. He was a bit on the chubby side - he, Apollo - and wore a white collar with a heart-shaped tag on it. Mittens, it read. How demeaning.


    Upon this new bodily discovery, Apollo gave a rather undignified squeak and scrambled back, unknowingly moving away from SunClan's borders. No. There was no way that he was a mortal, much less a simple animal. Zeus would never stoop so low as to..


    THIS IS YOUR PUNISHMENT. The booming voice of his father rang clear in Apollo's head, causing it to throb even more. Great.
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    On small white paws, a kitsune would make her way towards the border. Every day for the past week or so, the fem had made her way down the same exact path until she made it to the border. Unlike her free-spirited sister, Bella did not feel like she was ready to travel out on her own. Who knew what was out there? She wasn't that big, and had not gone through any training. Sure, she had a few powers but the ivory vixen didn't know how to control them. Her golden optics remained ahead of her; where a figure stood on the border. With as much grace as she could muster, Arabella hurried towards him and stopped promptly before the stranger. "Can I help you?"
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border:0px; width: 400px; font-size: 8pt;text-align:justify; line-height: 120%]Bounding over was Hiyori, curiosity came over the female as she would see if something had happened to the male; watching as Arabella checked on him to see if the male was okay. If he was, she would probably see what he wanted and all; probably was tired and hungry. Who knew?


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    The vixen hated other gods, despite hosting Nyx inside of her body. They made her wary and made her instantly distrust them- she simply did not care for God's, or any other creatures that happened to have her same nature. As it was, she'd bob her cranium up and down, looking away. After all, she did not know who this was just yet- though she'd probably later remark on her own father's name and how it had been Apollo too. Or perhaps not, considering that'd be giving information away.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]Apollo blinked once at Arabella, not saying anything for just a moment but looking rather panic-stricken. The gods knew of the clans, of course - some even chose to take refuge in them every once in a while. But still, most of them - Apollo included - preferred sticking around human civilization more, if possible. He would glance down at himself again, tugging at his collar disheartenedly. There was always a small chance that he was still immortal, that he had simply accidentally taken this form - but he was practically a perfect being. No, he would never do that. Besides, if he were to take feline form, it would've been in the body of a golden lion or something. Not some.. pudgy housecat.


    Looking up at the three creatures who had approached, the boy took a breath. He had no doubt that they were a part of some clan. He focused his attention on Arabella, the first to approach. "Yes, I believe you could be of assistance to me." He sat down and straightened up his back, trying to look as regal and imposing as possible. "It may be hard to believe, but I am actually the Greek god of legend, Apollo." He would pause for dramatic affect. A frown crossed his face. "O-Or.. I was. It seems I'm trapped in a mortal body. Would any of you know somewhere I could stay until I figure out my.. problem? A clan, perhaps?" He pulled on his red collar once more.
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    jackson spoke disbelievingly a laugh riding on his words as he sauntered over, tail waving and a wry smirk on his maw. the ivory feline adjusted his gold and silver flower crown and sat down gracefully near them. narrowing his eyes he leaned in a little closer and peered at the collar, "welcome to sunclan...mittens." he added his eyes shining with mirth as he leaned back and looked at the supposed god.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]That wasn't too hard to believe, actually. I mean- look at her. She was a two month old demon, taking after her mother. Though the more odd part was that she was a quarter mortal; which no spirit had really explained to her yet. Perhaps that was why she was in a mortal body? Who knew. "Yes! You can join SunClan. There's tons of people that can help you here, if you want." The ends of Arabella's paws were starting to flicker a little bit, as she was genuinely interested in this. It seemed that any extreme emotion she exerted caused her paws to start flaming. The fire didn't hurt, though. Kind of freaky.
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    [justify][size=8]Whilst both her sister and mother were demonic - Iolana had fell on the opposite side of the spectrum. She bordered closer to angelic than satanic, although she lacked on doing good works, she was too lazy and chilled to bother herself with anything other than sleeping and eating. In slow, rhythmic movements, the disheveled and ungroomed looking ivory wolf puppy padded to the right side of Arabella, brushing flanks with her sibling.


    "'Ey, bruh . . . welcome da Sunclan. Iolana." She introduced herself with a lazy, crooked grin. Inwardly, she shrugged at Apollo's claims. Each to their own.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]At Jackson's words, Apollo turned towards the other, addressing him with a scowl, chin tipped back just slightly. He felt his face warm at the use of the name inscribed on his tags, ears flattening against his head. Oh, he would turn this wimpy mortal to dust - in fact, he was preparing to do just that when he remembered he, himself, was mortal. He had no smiting powers. A frown fell over his features, though he silently promised to follow through with that as soon as he became a god again. Right. In the meantime.. "I'd be careful with your words," he shot angrily at Jackson, though the fact that his voice squeaked at the end of his sentence diminished his point just slightly. He gave a huff. "I definitely am the god Apollo. This is- I was just- You can ignore this." He would tug at the collar he was speaking about, but still his attempts were fruitless, which put him in an even worse mood.


    Deciding to address the less rude members of the clan, Apollo glanced back towards Arabella and Iolana. "Yes, yes, thank you for the welcomes." He perked up suddenly. "Ah.. did you say SunClan? You wouldn't happen to worship me here, would you? Or perhaps simply the sun itself? Because technically that's still me, you know." How fortunate would it be to have awoken upon the territory of his own apparent kingdom!
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She smiled at her sister, before turning her head back to Apollo and watching him with vibrant eyes as he interacted with them. Oh, did they worship gods? She was pretty sure there was another group who worshipped gods.. what was it, though? "I don't worship gods, really.. that would be kind of awkward for my demon." The last part was a bit murmured, as that whole situation wasn't completely understood by the child. Anyway, moving on. "I think.." There was a veey noticeable pause as a slight frown found itself on her face. The flame on her paws went out, though the metaphorical lightbulb turned back on and she tried to smile. "..ScarClan, maybe, worships gods." Don't take her word for it.
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    "Actually, ever since Steve's Ass' fan club disbanded, the only cult around here is mine." Phantom drawled as she came over, a feral and mischievous smile on her face. "I expect sacrifices daily and anyone not looking to get a lightning bolt up their - oh my, my children are present." She flicked her tail towards Bella and Iolana. While it would make sense for SunClan to worship the Sun, there was no set religion. Phan was low-key satanic though. And as for the existence of gods - she had dated one, seen them made and stripped of their powers, and six of her children were more than a quarter God. So it was not hard for her to buy their existence - however she didn't buy into their superiority nearly as much.


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    [font=times new roman][size=8][i]And all the kids cried out, "Please stop you're scaring me"

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    [font=times new roman][size=8][color=red][i]I can't help this awful energy, Goddamn right you should be scared of me[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 5px solid snow; height: 60px; width: 40px; background:url(http://41.media.tumblr.com/0e0…3vw7Ot7b1r2xf7wo1_500.jpg) center; background-size: 200%; margin-top: -40px; margin-left: -30px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; width: 360px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 11px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 3.5px; margin-right: -45px; padding: 4px;]jackson gave a haughty glare in return, although he did believe in most gods - coming from scarclan, but this chubby housecat? apollo? and with a collar on his neck saying mittens? to him it just seemed like this guy was pulling their leg, or he had some sort of illness. [b]"sure, honey whatever you say."

    he purred in response, still amused. like jackson would listen to him especially with the given circumstance. though if jackson ever did find out in the future, that this cat was indeed apollo he'd probably * himself.

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    So this was the Apollo? The God of music, healing, and what not? Oh, boy. If this was some delusional creep who claimed that they were godly or anything or the like he was going to blow a fuse. There was already some god-crazed bitch here who he held a slight dislike for - didn't need anymore. "What did you do to anger the gods to punish you like this?" The Nephilim asked with a raised eyebrow, approaching with a skeptical gaze.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 325px;][justify][size=9pt]"Demon..?" Apollo parroted in a murmur, squinting just slightly at Arabella. As far as he was concerned, most demons weren't exactly nice to mortals - much less became their companions. Was that what was going on here? Or was Arabella referring to herself as the demon? Either way, he didn't like it. In his weakened mortal state, he would've preferred to stay away from anything that had possibly crawled from the pits of Tartarus.


    He offered Starlight a brief smile before his dark gaze shifted over to Phantom. The.. Steve's Ass Fan Club? He wasn't quite sure what that was, but he knew that he wanted one for himself. Why hasn't his followers created an Apollo's Ass Fan Club?! Surely he deserved it! He blinked at Phantom, raising an eyebrow. "Interesting. I take it you're not mortal, then?" Simply asking that was a bitter reminder of his own mortality.


    The ex-God Wouk turn slightly away from Jackson, saying nothing but offering a pout in response to his words. If the name Mittens stuck.. he gave his head a quick shake, sighing in despair, looking curiously over at the newcomer. His face darkened. "I started a war," he responded with a simple shrug, "between the gods and.. some other guys. At least, that's what Zeus says. He's just looking for someone to blame. Honestly, I'm only partially at fault." He scoffed.
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    Frowning, his ear twitched a little and he gave a slow bob of his head. Started a war between gods? That sounded like a decent reason to be punished so harshly. "That's unfortunate... well, I'm Cory, by the way. If you need any pointers on being a mortal, gimme a call. Although, I'm only half mortal so..." he gave a small chuckle, grinning at the former God.


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    "Only half. Got this whole Demon of Balance thing going on too." As opposed to having her demonic half dominate her mortal and cause chaos. Merging her halves and being a vessel for balance and justice seemed like a pretty good deal to her. Phantom paused, biting her lip. She was forgetting something... ah, right. Her name. "I'm Phantom."


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    [font=times new roman][size=8][i]And all the kids cried out, "Please stop you're scaring me"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; width:488px; color:black; font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; margin-top:3px]She had been corrected with her assumption then. Sighing halfheartedly, the vixen creature would wrap her tail around her paws, amber orbs gleaming intently. "Immy..." Trailing off, she'd glance over everyone there, almost chuckling at Arabella's words. "Scarclan do not worship gods. They hate them." Or, at least, they had when she had been there. Her former home had been wary of gods and it had been dangerous for her to be there in Husher's rule- but it really hadn't mattered, since she had managed to hide it with her other... lovely qualities. "I'm god, angel, and vampire..." I'm not really trusting his words- though he doesn't look like much, it would be something for Apollo to do, she'd think towards Nyx, not that the spirit bothered to answer. They, after all, had long been gone from Olympus.[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Oh, no. He seemed rather wary of her- she wasn't evil, though. Right? Yeah, as far as she knew she certainly was not evil. Bella pursed her lips and stood a little closer to Phantom, feeling a bit odd about the situation now. Her head turned a bit to look at Immy as she spoke, looking a little bit surprised at the corrected information. Oh. Well, looks like she had flip flopped that. The flames on her paws had completely gone out and her gold eyes stared at on of her mother's white paws.
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