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#1
The pipes of Pan. A powerful magic artifact that allows its wielder to control the aspects of nature itself. In the wrong hands, it could be used to bend the world to its wielder's desires.

The pipes were split into two parts and given to the twin daughters of Pan in the hopes of keeping the pipes safe. But during Gaea's revival, all attention was focused on her defeat and someone or something saw the opportunity as a chance to snatch the pipes for themselves. By the time Gaea had been defeated and the dust had settled, the gods had noticed too late.

One of the twins and her piece of the pipe had gone missing.

With only one piece left to protect, Zeus, the Skyfather of Olympus, reached across the pond in order to secure assistance in the location of the missing twin, as well as the protection of the other. The threat was not just a danger to the Greek gods but all of the gods. His Beard brother and the All-Father of the Norse Pantheon Odin was the first to respond and gladly offered the assistance of his own heroes. Amaterasu-Omikami and the Shinto Pantheon were the second.

Soon after the other Pantheons responded to the request, but not all of them were so helpful. Some would rather the pipes be taken care of by them, and others see this as an opportunity to rise to the top of the Pantheons. The future of the gods and the world itself have never been so uncertain before.​

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#2

Child of
the Storm God
Hisae Shirogami

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  • Name: Hisae Shirogami (白神 久江)

    Heavenly Parent: Susanoo-no-Mikoto

    Gender: Female

    Age: 17

    Appearance: A tall, stately, yet curvaceous girl, Hisae fills up a room. She has long, silky black hair and intense hazel brown eyes that look almost golden under the right light. Her features have a mischievous tilt. Her grandfather's line was mixed race, so although she mostly has the features of a regular Japanese girl, her skin is somewhat paler, and people have a hard time pegging her race on first glance.

    Clothing: She likes the colors blue and green, wears her hair in loose braids, and likes gold accessories. She has two piercings in one ear, and is always found heavily armed. Of course, she dresses for the weather, but she keeps her clothing simple and easy to move in, and doesn't put much stock in fashion. She doesn't mind prettier clothes like dresses, and can fill them out well, but doesn't have a good eye for fashion and simply doesn't see them as practical, most of the time.

    Personality: Hisae is considered something of a classic firecracker. She is impatient, rebellious, fearless, decisive, and quick to get angry (and act on that anger). Few people, however, know that she's also a bit of a prankster. She's definitely her father's daughter. As a loner with a sharp tongue, even fewer people know that she is also generous and brusque, but fundamentally kind. She may also be reckless sometimes, but she's not stupid, even when she lets the blood get to her head. She likes active pursuits, and hates sitting still, but has boundaries of propriety she doesn't cross.

  • Yo Momma​
    Hisae wasn't born into a "proper" family, and for that matter neither really was her own mother. Kyouko Shirogami was no ordinary woman. Her father was the head of a yakuza group, and her mother was his former bodyguard, a formidable fighter. They were madly in love, and as their only child for many years, Kyouko was doted upon. She was also, however, ruthlessly raised to become the next head, which meant the dangerous fighter's blood she'd been born with was honed into a deadly weapon, and she grew up with a charisma born of both intelligence and utter confidence in her place in the world. Naturally, she was a strong-willed woman who bore no disrespect.

    That did not change when her brother was born, fourteen years after she was. The birth of a son moved the succession away from her, but after a little bit of floundering, she quickly adjusted to the change, deciding to become her brother's bodyguard, so that she could protect him and the kumi, no matter what.

    When she met Susanoo-no-Mikoto, she was 22 and her brother was 8. They were on a yacht for a meeting between yakuza, and a storm was raging outside. As these things go, the meeting turned sour, and next thing she knew, she was protecting her brother from a hail of bullets and racing them, and a number of the other bodyguards, to a lifeboat. Her parents were ultimately victorious in that standoff, but she had escaped with her brother and five other men before it got to that point. Although the lifeboat was big (it was a nice yacht), it still rocked heavily through the storm, enough to make almost anyone sick. Not wishing to be sick in front of her brother and the boys, she left the safety of the cabin, and that was when she saw him.

    Susanoo-no-Mikoto was a mischievous-looking man with a mop of unruly black hair, and dark, stormy blue eyes, the color of the sea around them. He had a sort of ageless quality about him, but was dressed almost like a teenager, with dark skinny jeans, a stylish sweater-shirt, and loose jacket. Despite the rain practically hailing down around them, he appeared perfectly dry, and he didn't seem the least bit nervous to be sitting on the bow of the lifeboat, which was bobbing and swaying dangerously, threatening to pitch him off into the deadly waters below.

    He grinned at her, and she knew right then that she didn't trust him. She demanded to know who he was, gripping her knife, since she didn't trust her small pistol in the rain, but the first words that came out of his mouth were simply, "You're bleeding." It was true. Blood was trickling down the arm holding the knife from where she'd gotten shot in the shoulder, but he made her nervous, so she refused to let her guard down or respond to the comment. She simply demanded to know who he was again, and if he was with the enemy group. His response was to shrug and hop off the bow onto the deck with her. When he approached her, Kyouko didn't back up, instead she charged forward, with her knife, before she could grow too weak to fight him. She had no idea who she was dealing with.

    He had dodged her swing and had her wrist in a vice-like grip before she could even say what had happened. It was odd, though. Even though his fingers held her wrist bruisingly tight and his other arm had her locked immobile with her back facing him, he had made sure not to strain her injured shoulder too much. It was like he was holding her delicately, like she could crack at a moment's notice. No one had ever treated her like glass, and if they had, she would have beaten them up, but it was different from him. Or maybe it was just that the blood leaking from her shoulder was preventing enough oxygen from getting to her pain-addled brain. Before she passed out, she felt him shift her in his arms, and heard him say, "You're an interesting woman, aren't you?"

    Waking up after something like that is never a pleasant experience. She opened her eyes to find her bedroom ceiling. She was hooked up to a couple medical machines, and her father was fast asleep in an armchair next to her, scowls scrunching his forehead into lines, even in his sleep. She asked about the strange boy, whoever he was, but was told that the door of the cabin had just been forced open by the wind, and she'd tumbled in. There had been no one else on the boat.

    She had known she hadn't imagined the encounter, however, and was proved right that same night, when he came by to visit her, getting right by the guards with no problem. The question of his identity became a game between them during her long, boring period of recovery, and when he responded affirmatively to her joking suggestion that he was Susanoo, since they had met during a storm, she didn't quite believe him at first. But what was she supposed to think of a guy who no one else appeared to notice existed, who swooped in and out of a yakuza's home base without triggering a single alarm?

    As she slowly came to accept him for who he was, she also found herself falling for him, a fact she could never tell her father. The kami seemed to understand this, so when she offered herself to him, just once, he asked no questions and demanded no repeat performance. They made love just once. Kyouko had no idea that she would become pregnant from it, but that is indeed what happened. Her unexpected pregnancy and silence on the identity of the father worried her family no small bit, but no one held any grudge against the impending child, and from her birth Hisae was instantly loved by everyone in the group.

    From her childhood, Hisae was a troublemaker, and when she had a tantrum only her mother and grandfather could handle her. Rumors spread about how the clouds seemed to gather when she was upset, and the wind would blow through unexpected places where she went. Her physical abilities were also startling. When she was five, she beat her uncle in an arm wrestle. When she was eight, she fell from a tall tree branch and got away with nothing more than a fractured arm.

    Hisae noticed none of these things as strange. She didn't pay much attention to the sea monsters on the horizon when her family would go out on the sea, nor worried much about how lightning would strike close by when she got truly angry. She knew she wasn't supposed to tell anybody about the man her mother would sometimes argue with in her room when she was supposed to be alone, but that struck her as just as perfectly normal as her grandfather teaching her to use a gun when she was five, or her grandmother giving her a chain whip for her third birthday (obviously she didn't start learning to use it right away).

    Her world was turned around on its head, however, when her mother was shot and killed in a border-dispute when she was 11.

    Black Clouds​
    Hisae remembers only two things about her mother's funeral. It was raining that day, the sky dark and howling. Hisae found this somewhat annoying, as she'd been a good girl and hadn't cried at all. What right did the sky have to be doing something like that? The second thing she remembered was the man who came up to see her. She didn't know who he was, just that he looked relatively young, had silky black hair, and grinned at her familiarly. His voice was slightly familiar, but she didn't realize until later that it was the same voice as the person who had argued with her mother.

    He didn't say much, just gave her a blessing and gave her a letter and a gift, a chain whip of some shining steel, telling her that it was a gift from her father. After that encounter with the man she, at the time, didn't realize was her father, everything changed. The letter was an admissions letter, to Shinkai Gakkou, but when she passed it on, her grandfather ignored it. She had always been raised as the potential successor of the yakuza, as her uncle was still too young to have his own children, but she hadn't realized how much her mother had protected her from both sides of the family. Pressure rose for her to become a proper successor, while more rumors began to swirl around her unusual abilities.

    She also began to encounter more monsters, and on her 12th birthday, a massive snake almost killed her. That was the day her grandfather gave in. The mob boss revealed that Kyouko had left him a letter, should she die, explaining who Hisae's father was, and that he had warned her that by age 12, Hisae would start drawing the attention of monsters, endangering her life. She might be safe in Shinkai Gakkou, but Kyouko had resisted sending her there for as long as possible, allowing her to grow up as a normal mortal.

    Furious that her grandfather had kept this from her, Hisae fought with him often, and finally ran away, taking her admissions letter and making her way there with a little guidance from her father. When she arrived, she expected it to be this perfect place, but she was the only child of Susanoo there, and people were wary of her power and the volatile nature of her father. It turned out being a child of Susanoo was no different from being a child of a yakuza boss, even though she had kept that piece of information to herself. At home, she had made friends with other gokudo children, while the people at school avoided her. This place was no different from her regular school in that respect, and this time she had no gokudo family to rely on.

    Lonely and frustrated, she got into fights, skipped classes she didn't care for, and generally became the delinquent of the school. Her favorite time of the year was in the fall, when things went quiet as the summer school children left. When the Shinto gods ordered at least a couple of their children go to help the children of Pan, she certainly didn't expect to be asked to go, but with the prize student, the son of Amaterasu also going, she was told to go with him. She suspects it's because the school didn't want to try and handle her without another student of equal power to stop her from fighting. Her father came to visit her, as well, though, and it's possible that he asked for her to be allowed to go, because he told her this: "They are asking to help you retrieve the pipes of Pan, but I tell you to take the pipes of Pan for yourself. They are more powerful than you think."

    So now she had conflicting directives. But then, no one ever said Hisae was any good at following directives.

  • Weapons:
    Chain Whip - A gift from her father, this shiny whip is made of Heavenly Tamahagane, the metal of the Shinto gods, designed as a monument to her mother. She goes nowhere without it.



    Samurai Gear - Also made of Heavenly Tamahagane, Hisae wears two swords - a tachi and a kodachi (long and short sword slightly more tapering and more curved than katanas) - and a small bow and short quiver. She does not wear armor or the long sword nodachi, but she figures her whip makes up for this.

    Magical Items:
    Hagoromo - Another gift from her father, this magical shawl gives the wearer the ability to fly at low altitudes at slightly space-warping speeds (at top speed faster than a pegasus, slower than a centaur).



    Skills:
    Fighting - Chain whips are extremely difficult to learn how to use and involve a lot of accidentally smacking yourself when starting out. Hisae is an expert at using this, which means that she's agile, fast, and not liable to get dizzy. It also means she's spent a lot of time on it, which in turn means she hasn't spent as much time trying to master her other weapons. She's a passable shot with her bow and arrow, and is comfortable enough with her two swords, but against even a good opponent with the same weapon, she'd probably lose. Thanks to her family's influence, however, she is also a decent shot at a firearm and probably better with guns than with a bow and arrows. Unfortunate, since guns aren't much good against monsters.

    Storm Powers - Hisae has some control over storms. Or rather, she can summon them, not so much banish them. This ranges from strong winds and bad rain clouds to full-blown tornadoes depending on how much power she pushes into it, and how much control she has over it. The angrier she gets, the more powerful and less controlled the storms get.

    Sea Invulnerabilities - As any proper child of Susanoo would, Hisae can breathe just fine under water and withstand incredible amounts of pressure associated with it. Unlike children of Poseidon, however, she has no sense for sea coordinates, cannot communicate with sea creatures, and has no control over sea vessels of any sort. She does, however, gain some power from the water, and can control some water if there is a source close by. Her storm powers do get a lot stronger and more dangerous in the water, though.

    Survival Skills - As a year-rounder at the school, Hisae has a good grasp of not just fighting, but things you might need to know to rough it in the wild. This includes starting a fire and horseback riding. Too bad the school couldn't impart any of their more scholarly pieces of knowledge to her. She was always better at the practical-application things.

  • Susanoo-no-Mikoto - Hisae doesn't really know her father all that well or trust him. She does respect that he loved her mother, but she's not about to start treating him like family or deferring to him because he's some "higher power."

    Kyouko Shirogami - Hisae loved her mother more than anyone else in the world. She respected her strength and charisma, and as spoiled as she was, she never fully defied her mother. She was devastated when the woman died, but became determined to live up to her legacy, not mourn her.

    Ryuuji Shirogami - As much as Hisae cares for her grandfather, she thinks he's a bit of stuffed shirt. He's always been kind to her, but strict about the ways of the yakuza. She respects him a lot, because she's also seen how scary he can be, and how he can control a room with just his presence, but she still hasn't forgiven him for not telling her the truth after her mother died, and allowing her to be put in danger for the sake of the group's succession.

    Tsukasa Shirogami - The mediating force on her grandfather's strict ways, her grandmother is a lively person and a wicked fighter, though not always terribly emotionally sensitive. The woman is always good for a good time, though, and became something of a haven for Hisae, as she expected nothing more than for her granddaughter to be her beloved granddaughter.

    Takashi Shirogami - It wouldn't be fair to say that Hisae looks down on her uncle, but it's true that he was never really the respected powerhouse she thought of her mother and grandparents as. Part of this has to do with the fact that they aren't even as far apart in age as Kyouko and Takashi were. Only eight years apart, at times it felt like they were more friends and partners-in-crime than uncle and niece. Contrary to her expectations, however, Takashi is well on his way to becoming even more ruthless and dangerous than his parents, though not necessarily more than the deceased Kyouko.

    Enmei Kozato - She wouldn't say she hates the son of Amaterasu, but Hisae has always been somewhat jealous of him. It always felt like it was so easy for him to get along with the others, even though his mother was just as powerful and dangerous as her father. He's always had everything, including that nice, sweet little relaxed honor student personality. She is less than thrilled that she has to be going with him, and finds his brotherly attitude annoying and excessive. She's not his niece, she's his cousin, and they're the same age to boot, so good luck to him trying to baby her for anything. She has no intentions of becoming friends with him, none at all. Who needs friends, anyways?

 
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#3


Vedette Beauchene
19 || Female || Daughter of Aphrodite​
"The language of the body is one of pleasure and pain, of kissing and fighting and seeing who comes on top in both, not either."​

History:
It seems Aphrodite has a "type" because Vedette's father was the head of a biker gang in Montreal. He was ripped and gorgeous, and unfortunately reckless, so when Vedette was three, he was gunned down in a powerplay. Vedette was sent to live with her only surviving relative, her grandmother, in France. Vedette's grandmother was a strict, half-blind, sour old lady who had never gotten along with Vedette's father, had no idea who Vedette's mother was, and had a lot of rather vocal opinions on precisely what had been wrong about all the circumstances leading up to Vedette coming to live with her. Unfortunately for her, Vedette didn't allow her biker's gang upbringing to go to waste, even despite only having been three when she was forced to leave. Somehow, that nasty old woman never managed to tamp down her spirit, and Vedette grew up an utter disappointment, aka an elementary school bully and delinquent.

When she was eight, she got fed up with her grandmother, stole her father's bike (technically not stealing, since he left it for her in his will when he died), and left "home." From then on, she traveled the country alone, learning to fight monsters and somehow staying alive. A year later, she received a message from her mother in the form of a subtle letter, telling her a sister needed her help. She made her way to Greece where she picked up Bellanca, and the two of them have been gallivanting around Europe roughing it ever since. They tend to stay around France and Greece, and have gotten by with a mixture of part-time jobs that don't ask too many questions, and thefts and scams. Vedette does the thefts and scams portion of the work.

Appearance:
Vedette's never been anything less than gorgeous, and she makes sure it stays that way. She has smooth, glowing olive skin with full, pink lips. Her hair is the sort of deep black that borders on blue, making her bold eyebrows and eyelashes contrast sharply with her almond, strikingly bright blue eyes. She looks young for her age, with high, sculpted cheekbones, and a small button nose. She doesn't need to wear much make-up, but always makes sure to wear some eyeliner and mascara, and uses moisturizers when they have money for it. She has five piercings, three in her right, and a barbell in her left, and her style is rather... gangsterish, leather jackets and skull T-shirts, but she wears it so comfortably and casually that no one can think of it as anything except for cool.

Personality:
Vedette is very proud and a little vain. She is self-sufficient, and not above breaking the law if she needs to. She's excellent at fighting monsters, and honestly kind of enjoys it, and it's a good thing that bat is Celestial bronze, because she'd have to resist the urge to brain a lot of people with it, otherwise. She is self-sufficient, but brutally loyal and protective of others. She is courageous and has something of a temper, and is never afraid to say it like she sees it. Oh yeah, and she knows just how pretty she is and will use it for anything. Flirtation is not foreign to her, and she may be a bit of a hedonist, very physical by nature.

More:
  • Vedette's main weapon is a celestial bronze baseball bat that grows spikes when she presses an inscription on the base. It was not exactly a present from her mom. She was guided to a cyclops lair when she was eight and found this fancy bat in its store... with a lot of bones from former heroes. So... the original owner probably died in that cave, but it's fine. She killed her first monster with that bat, so she's pretty sure it's not cursed or anything.
  • Vedette's favorite person in the world is Bellanca, pretty much the only person who could curb her impulses.
  • She is an adept Charmspeaker.
  • Probably the closest real life face claim would be a darker skinned India Eisley with stronger eyes (like Alexandra Daddario eyes)
    India Eisley


    Alexandra Daddario

 
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#4


Bellanca Argyris
16 || Female || Daughter of Aphrodite​
"For what is life without love that is true, in its many forms? The heart is a mystery that works in many ways."

History:
Bellanca always knew she was different. Her father was a physical trainer and a mild, but handsome man, but their lives were surrounded by unrest, and even in her oldest memories, she knew that it was because of her. They were forced to move from place to place because of the things she could see that no one else could. No one else but her father, anyways. He believed her, and he protected her, and she loved him for that. When she was six, however, her father died protecting her from a monster. He took it down before he died, but the fatal blow was struck by the time the monster poofed into dust.

Being a bit of a monster magnet, and not much good as a fighter, it was at her father's funeral that she was attacked again, and that was when she was rescued by the best sister in the world. Bellanca found Vedette intimidating at first, but she quickly got used to the other girl's brash behavior and came to care for her, not just feel grateful for her protection. In the split-up of the work, she took on part-time jobs to help sustain them and would try to maintain some semblance of a stable home, even learning to cook and do other homely things. When she heard about the kidnapping of one of Pan's children and the two of them were given the opportunity to help, she knew they had to. She and Vedette might not be connected by mortal blood, but she knew what it was to have a sister, and to be nervous about her never coming home.

Appearance:
Any description of Bellanca would give the impression of a normal person. She has brown hair and brown eyes, with soft features and relatively clear skin. She is shorter and less muscular than Vedette, of average height and build, maybe a little bit on the petite side, and she dresses in plain shirts and pants with no make-up. In a sense, she is perfectly normal, just... perfectly normal. While she doesn't have any striking features like her siblings might, she is still beautiful, with her normal features being just a little too ideal.

Personality:
Bellanca is an accepting, homey person. She is caring and kind, and would be a pacifist if she wasn't so used to monsters attacking and having to be killed. She is not impulsive, and can be a little bit of a scaredy-cat, but is otherwise an optimistic person trusting of others and unafraid of a little introspection, though she's still growing into her identity. She unfortunately ends up rocking the extremes between indecisive and impulsive, though, as being forced to make decisions stresses her out, and she'd rather make a hasty stupid decision than worry about a decision she's really struggling with. She is a comforting personality, and people are just as quick to trust and like her as she is to trust and like them.

More:
  • She is really not much of a fighter, and really the only way she's figure out how to help out Vedette in monster-fighting situations is keeping out of the way and smashing and bashing or poking and prodding at the monsters with whatever's on hand. She does own a Celestial bronze knife, but she's not exactly good at using it in any fancy way.
  • Bellanca is not as good a Charmspeaker as Vedette. She doesn't have as much control over it, but people find themselves doing things she wants them to do, and becoming unable to think of anyone else, or becoming absorbed with her beauty or her smell or the sound of her voice or the color of her eyes, indicating she may make up for her less glamorous looks and manipulative abilities with some level of amokinesis - control over love.
  • Closest approximation of a real life face claim would be a brunette Mandy Moore with maybe a shorter, softer face.
 
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#5

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  • Even Agner

    Stats
    Age :: 18

    Physical Characteristics :: Even is tall for his age, pale and good-looking, and not buff, but wiry. He has somewhat angular features, slightly long red hair (he got from his father), and sharp, sky blue eyes (he got from his mother) with a smattering of freckles across his slightly hooked nose. He's not conventionally masculine, but he is undoubtedly a fine specimen of a man (*snorts), with a low, smooth rumble of a voice. He has long, elegant, tapering fingers unfortunately rough with callouses. He doesn't exactly have a fluid style of movement, but he's definitely elegant and precise with his movements, and is naturally quick on his feet.

    Personality :: You'd expect a child of the Goddess of Love, War, Beauty, Gold, Sorcery, and Death to be.... interesting, to say the least. Maybe a pleasure-seeker, a fiery spirit, who knows, maybe even a morbid psychopath or a foolish romantic. Even somehow manages not to be any of these things. He instead is a quiet, thoughtful sort of person. He's a pretty polite sort of person, hospitable and friendly, and an excellent listener. He's not hasty with his decisions, but he is quick to act once he's made his decisions. He carefully and quietly analyzes people and the situations he finds himself in, which means that he is a good student, tends to be a good judge of character, and makes a surprising number of very wise decisions and assessments that seem to come out of nowhere.

    Strengths :: On top of being a very smart and strong fighter, Even is a great magic user. His mother being the Goddess of Sorcery, he picks up magic quickly. Seeing as he's an 18-year-old mortal, he doesn't have the vast range of skills known by most sorcerers and sorceresses. He specializes in illusory magics, but is also not bad as a healer, and has types of metamorphosis and rune magic on his wish list.

    Weaknesses :: While Even is a pretty smart and thoughtful kid, he processes a lot of things silently and doesn't do a good job of communicating his thoughts and feelings. He also isn't the best at team plays or long-range fights. He has the smarts to plan a team play, communicating it... a little more challenging. He is also very oblivious about his good looks, and has gotten into a sticky situation or two by not noticing it, which is made worse by the fact that dealing with people drains him even more than a fight does. He can't drive, ride a horse, motorcycle, or bicycle, which makes transportation slow-going.

    Gear :: Even doesn't come equipped with much, just a bone steel sword, a regular hunting knife, and lighter.

    Family
    Freya :: His mother and his mentor. Even likes her, he supposes. Respects her, even, but it's hard to think of her as his mom.
    Halvar Agner :: Even's father is, alive, happy, and unobtrusive by nature. He is a construction man who specializes in making furniture and renovating houses, and to this day, Even isn't sure why the man caught Freya's eye. He is a burly man with red hair and a massive red beard, but soft-spoken and eloquent.

    Biography
    Even's life isn't much to talk about. His father raised him quietly, and somehow the two of the managed not to attract much attention, overall. His father never tried to hide the identity of his mother from him, and supported his being taught magic, swordplay, and hunting, which Freya herself counseled him on, for goodness only knows what reason. When he turned 15, he left home with the consent of his father and the encouragement of his mother, and wandered around. He never went on any grand adventures, in his estimation, but he's met a few interesting folk, fought with some, made friends with others. This new assignment is just one more piece of the wanderings.

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