DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
---------------------------------------------------------
O'raion
HTML https://oraionacademy.createaforum.com
---------------------------------------------------------
*****************************************************
DIR Return to: The Underworld
*****************************************************
#Post#: 21188--------------------------------------------------
Tartarus
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: July 25, 2012, 4:18 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
A place of punishment. It's a well deserved place of judgement.
#Post#: 21577--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tartarus
By: Kaito Ishihara Date: July 26, 2012, 6:14 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Zagreus had just stormed out of his father's palace in one of
the forms he more passably got away with here in the Underworld.
An infernal looking creature, reptilian in body but with the
wings of a blue macaw and razor sharp teeth. Talons allowed it
to grip onto rocky surfaces, trees, most anything but not
without leaving a mark. Zagreus prided himself in his ability to
alter his form so freely but this was not suitable to his needs
as he traveled to where he thought it most likely he would come
across Thanatos: the great prison of the Underworld, Tartarus.
As he neared the entrance to the dreadful place, he let his
wings ease up and began his descent. As he landed down on firm
ground, he brought his body to shift into a much smaller and
less noticeable form. His grayish green scales began to blacken
and his wings shrunk back into his skin. The reptilian tail
curled up over his back while all of his skin covered in scales
hardened shrank. Within mere moments, he was a pure black
scorpion the size of a normal man's fist. And down here, he was
hardly threatening. What little lived on in the Underworld
tended to remain undisturbed.
He scurried along the ground for a while before getting more
comfortable going along the walls, navigating the way as he knew
it. As the son of the ruler of this domain, he knew it well.
Still searching for any sign of Thanatos, he ran along the path
while contemplating the argument he had just had with his father
and what he'd be willing to do to prove to Hades once and for
all exactly how much he was worth.
#Post#: 21625--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tartarus
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: July 26, 2012, 9:01 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
The target seemed to be drifting through Tartarus. He bathed in
the sounds of the suffering that echoed and bled around him. The
smell of blood and sweat is in the air. Of pain and fear. Here,
there would be no rest. There would be no reprieve.
Thanatos moved from victim to victim, because make no mistake,
that is what they were. His victims. His sacrifices to his need
for suffering. Every soul that came here should suffer. The
mortal thread only learned in their pain and agony. Lessons
should be taught in flesh and blood, terror and dismay.
He stood beside a man, nameless to him. and watched a sort of
death crawl over his face. It was the death of hope, of peace,
of any and all stillness. The man laid, eviscerated and bleeding
out slowly, eyes dull. They rolled to meet those of Death
himself, and even this close to the end, the man knew to be
afraid. He had no air left to scream his fear. But the
expression brought ecstacy to the Underworld's executioner.
#Post#: 21644--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tartarus
By: Kaito Ishihara Date: July 26, 2012, 9:35 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Zagreus came crawling upon the scene and froze in place.
Positioned far behind the embodiment of death itself, he could
observe what Thanatos himself observed. The young God had a
small appreciation for this. After all, he was quite used to
sacrifices being made in his name, often times human sacrifices
and occasionally tortured beforehand. Not exactly proud, but
used to it.
He scuffled a bit closer high upon the wall and wondered to
himself if Thanatos had his way of things, would this be the
norm for every soul down here?
#Post#: 21653--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tartarus
By: Kaya Mitsume Date: July 26, 2012, 9:59 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
His steps took him away from the eviscerated. Such things bored
him quickly. There was no art to this. The blood, the gore. It
was all shocking. But he'd seen millenia of this. And so, he
moved to a different section of Tartarus.
This section held those that emotional or psychological torture
would suit. Mnemosyne's waters were a curse in this place. Those
that visited her pool left behind their memories. Here, they
were used against the damned.
Thanatos wandered this area, watching over the shoulders of
various individuals. Their happiest moments played again and
again, reminding of what they'd lost. What they'd once had.
#Post#: 21721--------------------------------------------------
Re: Tartarus
By: Kaito Ishihara Date: July 26, 2012, 11:51 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
He followed Thanatos further, not yet satisfied with his
findings. He would not return to the Black Palace after that
outburst he just had empty-handed.
But in the meantime, it was nice to finally be here in Tartarus
when not being tested on his memorization of the pathways or
being lured into becoming the Titans' after-dinner snack. He
enjoyed observing Thanatos in his work. If you could call it
work.
He had taken to clinging to the rocky roof over Thanatos' head,
better to stay out of his view. Though his perspective was
skewed from his upside down position, Zagreus observed those
being punished with a slight mix of sympathy and entrancement.
*****************************************************