Hello there, my dears. I am Lyssa. Goddess of rage, raging madness and fury. I was born from Nyx and the blood of Ouranos. I'll try not to inflict any...painful madness on you or any of your little friends. But I'm not exactly predictable. Just be careful not to cross me, young demigods. Or else your inner madman might come out to play.How in the world would I do that?
call him off!
I’m not his keeper.
-hisses-
I can save you. -winks-
How in the world would I do that?
call him off!
Yo
Hello, Ares.
Lys— -thinks- Who are you again?
-rolls eyes- I’m Lyssa. Who else would I be? Santa Claus?
Ah yes, Lyssa. No, I wouldn’t mistake you as Santa. You’re way too hot than Santa Claus.
A kiss would be very much appreciated. -grins-
…you can’t be serious?
Yo
Hello, Ares.
Lys— -thinks- Who are you again?
-rolls eyes- I’m Lyssa. Who else would I be? Santa Claus?
Ah yes, Lyssa. No, I wouldn’t mistake you as Santa. You’re way too hot than Santa Claus.
what on Earth are you doing?Ask the two angry flirts.
Anger? You have my attention.
Who?
Yes, anger. Those would be Ares and Poseidon.
….
That has to be the strangest thing I’ve heard in a while.
Oh, no dear. I isn’t. Believe me, it isn’t.
There is stranger? Do tell!
There is always. Well, I have heard about Poseidon and Dionysus as well.
Have they gotten bored with mortals?
That’s what it looks like.
well then
Yo
Hello, Ares.
Lys— -thinks- Who are you again?
-rolls eyes- I’m Lyssa. Who else would I be? Santa Claus?
Swag.
referring to your own, Hades? -grins-
Of course. Whose would I refer to?
Mine.
