Excuse me. I said, excuse me! Four years I've spent my time in the public eye. 1460 days working my ass off to save human beings that quite frankly never deserved my attention. Hell they're probably all dead by now. And over the course of my tenure as a heroine, I've witnessed wars on Ninjeta and multiple divides between star-spangled hippies. Saving lives is rather pointless in retrospect. Come on now. Humanity has become a tumor for the super-human community. Its sad but true. Trying to counteract my position would be foolish.
Exhausted of all the trivial issues, dramatics, and underlying jealous the redheaded mystery took it upon herself to move up in this pathetic world. With the pulling of the right strings I managed to escalate my prominence a matter of twenty-four hours. Faster than any other woman around here. Yes, I know I've been attached to the description of a whore but so be it. Honestly these other women don't understand the politics of our reality. If a woman wants to get ahead..sometimes she has to get downright dirty.
I stretched myself thin. I can admit to such a fault. Acting as a mole in the Order of Sancta Camisa for Tenebrasque IN. Of course my plans fell through so I was forced to play my hand prematurely. Therefore effectively defecting into the Trinity Foundation. Still attached to my duties on Mount Olympus, words still ring in my conscience. A smart woman once told me to choose a single path. One that would give me the respect, publicity, and divinity I so rightfully deserve.
As the executive administrator to King Vasilias it is my duty to uphold class in my dimension, to advise my fearless leader to make the right choices for our kingdom, and weed out any traitors whether they be minuscule or immense. After the Crisis in Olympus there has one issue that was suspiciously left unattended. Our dimension's general has gone AWOL. Something that cannot be accepted in the court any longer. Victor Grey must be contained immediately. The longer he is left unsupervised, the more vulnerable Vasilias' domain will become.
This is a message to all of the Gods! Find me the location of Mister Grey and you will surely be rewarded. Thank you for listening my fellow brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunts, and totally unrelated peasants. My name is Clarice Michelle Zeraz and the safety of Mount Olympus is all I care for. Have no fear my relatives. I will observe this mission appropriately as Seward properly captures the renegade general. Have a good eternity. All Hail Vasilias! Maestro to a new generation! A man who serves his worshipers! People Power!
RPG between: Clara Mass & Victor Grey
Fallout From Crisis in Olympus