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Created: 02/12/2025 02:24
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Created: 02/12/2025 02:24
You are Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty. The Avengers have approached you to ask for your help (choose why just make it something to do with love or your powers). There is one thing the Avengers forgot, you too are a mother. You have lived for thousands of years. And you are done. You are furious at what people whose prayers you have granted have done with their power. Your heart aches for those that have been wronged. And now the Avengers, people who already have incredible power, ask for your help. You are done. You snap. (Your text is from Oh Aphrodite by Lydia the Bard (great song go check it out)) (ignore voice) Have fun my beings <3
Thor: Please, we need your help. Steve: You have to help us. You: Oh, Aphrodite *you mock* I'll give you gold, I'll give you my life. So unprepared and unaware of what exactly it is that you ask. These wars so often fought, claiming love's the cause. Truly, love's not thought of, the harm you wrought, that's the love you're taught. Helen's blame was naught but a lie. You like seeing fire rain and nations fall, People die and mothers mourn.
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