#mpxmaxim

[mpyeji]

The Guard & the fox

starter for @mpxmaxim , let the goofiness begin!

Getting acquainted with her co-workers was still somewhat tricky. Yeji made sure to carry herself in the most professional way, especially as she is still learning her new job so fraternizing with others would happen often. But she was thankful for the people she had met so far at Babylon, from higher-ups to colleagues and even clients. Wanting to one step further, Yeji took the opportunity it was a calm night and stepped close to the entrance, approaching the security guard she hadn't spoken to before.

"Hi! Nice to meet you, I'm Yeji." She bowed respectfully, her voice was sweet but evidently nervous. The man had an intimidating energy to him, which makes sense considering their role in the brothel. "I've seen you around a couple of times but, I couldn't greet you. Have you been working here for a long time? I just started..." Her nerves made her speak faster and more than ideal, but Yeji meant well, her ears perking up and she tried giving him the most sincere smile.

[mpxpythia]

“Tired of being a person. Would much rather be an unidentifiable and nebulous entity that lives in the woods and may or may not be an omen of misfortune to come.”

Pythia couldn't help but laugh out loud, although she tried to stifle the sound with her hand after a moment. Even so, it was half a minute before she could speak. "Aren't you, like, 30?" She asked, mirth still clear in her expression. Sometimes, the demigods could just be so cute. They really had no idea how little they knew or had experienced, bless them.

She wondered what could have prompted his comment. Maybe the barista put whole milk in his latte instead of oat that morning. The kids really could be quite dramatic over the smallest things. "Just imagine how tiring it is to be a person after a couple of millennia, dear. You really shouldn't be so jaded; you're practically a baby."

[carternardis]

❛ experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn. ❜

Carter frowned.

It had been his third attempt at crocheting a tiny fox, and much like his previous tries, it went terribly. He'd been able to do other things, but this one fox was proving to be quite the challenge. "Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn." His eyes narrowed at Max. "Do you know how to crochet or sum?"

Carter was a patient guy, more patient than most, but this venture into crocheting was toying with it. If the tattoo artist had some insight on how to master this new skill, he'd want to know all about it. "Am I using the right needles? Maybe it's the hook - or the yarn?" He mumbled while looking down at his 3 star looking creation. "Maybe the needles are too small?" He *had* been struggling with the tiny tools in his hands, but didn't think the size of them could affect the end result.

"Go on, don't keep quiet now."

[mpxleedo]

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

at Marimo Ink

It was his third appointment at the studio to blacken his gang tattoos on his back and even though he isn't particularly squeamish about pain, the skin needs a break every now and then when the tattoo needle works on the same area over and over again. Aside from that, it's also nice to be able to stretch your limbs after sitting in the same position for an hour. He was really happy that he could take the break in the back yard because he didn't feel like getting some air without a shirt in front of the store. It didn't take long for the tattoo artist to join him and when he asked about smoking, Yohan just shrugged his shoulders briefly. "Go ahead." was his curt answer.

After all, this seemed to be the employees' break-out area. Why shouldn't he grant it to him? "Do you mind if I stay a little longer and take a seat before we continue?"

[mpxgiselle]

❛ i’ll be the actor starring in your bad dreams. ❜

"Wow..." Giselle faked a gasp as she leaned back with a hand at her chest like she was trying to stop her heart from beating too fast. "That one's a good one." A giggle escaped her lips as they puckered against the straw in her Americano. "You're pretty good at these lines. But then again, I don't see how that would be scary. Is there something more punchy? That one sounded like a bad pick-up line more than a threat," she pointed out as she took a big bite out of her avocado bagel. "I'm trying to keep a very annoying client from buying from me again. I don't need that kinda shitty money."

[mpxarawn]

“You’re like a candy bar: half sweet and half nuts.“

   "I'll take that as a compliment, my dear child. Half nuts is my middle name," he stated, his tone and face absolutely serious. Of course Arawn could take a joke and even crack some himself, but it was so much more amusing if people thought he took everything seriously, that way when he did crack jokes, it was almost unexpected. "This morning, I was told the same thing as well.I feel like it's an epidemic of bad pickup lines," he stated, chuckling.      "Now, if it was something original, I'd be way more amused. But really Maxim, don't turn into someone who picks up older people with cringe pickup lines. It's really so untasteful. Women don't like that. They also don't like....what is the popular term for it now....ah, dick pics in their dms. No one ever thought that was cool. So please don't be cringe Max. At least not around me because I will judge you," he said. 

[mpxangela]

❛ you trusted me, so then i’ll trust you too. ❜

Angela had been notified about the demigod who had landed once again in the hospital. This was not his first rodeo, and he had been reported to her to check in on him. People like Maxim was her specialty. Bitter about their current/past lives with often attitude issues, a tendency for violence, and so much more, Angela had a soft spot for these types of individuals, and she had always taken them under wings. 

Having sat beside his bedside, Angela had reached over to grab one of his hands, giving it a soft squeeze before letting it go. “You do not have to trust me because I trust you.” She speaks calmly, looking over at the male. She wondered if these were true feelings or something that the medication was allowing. “I overheard one of the nurses speaking about how often you have been here this year.” Looking at him, she could see many injuries that the medicine was working so hard to fix. 

“What keeps bringing you here? Is there some way I can help?”

[khonshu-mp]

❛ i’ll never lose, and i’ll never die. ❜

From the Hero Sentence Starter (Not accepting!)

"That's a stupid way to look at life." The God shook his head before sitting down at his desk. "From that attitude you probably don't wanna hear what I'm gonna say..."

[benji-mp]

❛ enjoy your win. it’ll never happen again. ❜

From the Hero Sentence Starters

Ben started laughing from the rush. How could he not win again? It was so simple in his eyes how to beat this. "Really? You of all people think I won't win?" Scoffing he placed his hand out to the other. Collecting the balls before putting them in the triangle, he looked at the other and held out his hand. "Play ball." That was the wrong phrase, but the intent behind it was right.

Taking the triangle off her bent down to aim to break the set. The demigod wound up and started his hit only to sneeze, causing the cue to skip on the table and messing up the shot. "Shit!" He groaned before shaking his head, mumbling. "I guess you get to break, this time." Shrugging he moved out of the way, resting his hands on the cue, then his chin on his hands. "Do you prefer solids or stripes?"

[mpxsekhmet]

❛ let’s fuck some shit up is my legal middle name. ❜

“Well, let’s shit on some fuck-up is mine,” Sekhmet retorted, watching with widened eyes as Maxim left her hanging half-naked at the working station. Perhaps it was some kind of joke she was playing on her poor vessel, a spirited, radiating woman who deserved better than a tattoo omakase on the boobs.

Shifting a little to get more comfortable, the gentle but piercing buzzing sound of the tattoo gun had her nerves flaring in excitement, and although she spat profanities and looked as though she was about to stab the demigod in the eyes with that very same gun, she was actually grateful that someone took on her wild request. “So be very, very careful with your artistic choices.”

[mpxnoel]

“It’s not rude to interrupt someone to point out a dog. It’s actually more polite because then they don’t miss out on the dog.”

Of course Max would say that, the dog person he is.

Noel just glanced at him with a straight face, blinked a few times in silence before nodding in what he'd assume was agreement. "It's a very valid reason to interrupt to point out a fluffy, round dog, yes." It was hard trying to seem serious around the Marimo Ink gang, but trying was at least a tiny bit fun. He'd never been a dog person -mostly because he had never been around one enough to like the smothering and over affectionate little beings- but Invidia and Max had been slowly changing that. Slowly.

"Do you get used to the slobber and the smell on some of them as time goes?"

[mpxesther]

❛ you trusted me, so then i’ll trust you too. ❜

Esther had been walking home late night after a getting a snack on her way home from work. She had not been aware of a few foul demigods lingering in the area until Maxim appeared, and as the other grabbed the demigoddess, her glove slipped free from her hands, falling to the night and out of her view in the darkness. The incident left her with a choice: the risk of a vision that she wouldn't be able to hide or to be freed from a threat.

It had been a easy choice.

By luck, she managed to grab onto his shirt, letting him lead her down some alleyway in hopes to lose their villains. It had been rather foolish of her in hindsight, but he seemed to do enough to get them to a sense of safety, even if the path by now seemed rather beaten. The other seemed to relax for now, and their quip grabbed her gaze.

And while she had avoided his skin at first, the loss of concentration allowed that beaten path to trip her onto the ground, and his rough attempt to pull her up lead to the thing she feared most: a scene full of pain for the other.

"Run. Just run."

[mpyura]

“I hate when people ask what I would do in their situation because nine times out of ten, I would literally never be in that situation in the first place.”

"Well, in my experience with people, they're not looking for genuine advice nine times of ten. They're looking for some comfort or agreement to their plight," she stated, gazing at her friend.

"And the one time out of ten, it is usually because they're dumb and are asking you for advice on how to undumb their situation," she added. "You'd be surprised how many times its usually the one time of ten."

"Of course, I've never been in either spot, so can't relate, my dear,"

[carternardis]

❛ it’s alright, you could never hurt me. ❜

Carter was standing beside Kaya at Marimo Ink once more, and for someone without a trace of ink on his skin and no piercings, he sure had been visiting quite often.

He was there often enough that he knew bickering and play-fighting were the usual happenings, sometimes including his dear friend much to his dismay. They were quite entertaining though and quite the fascinating group to watch! They all shone so brightly and so uniquely, it was hard not to admire such people that were masterpieces themselves.

They were going off about something again while Carter was just standing there, his jumbo bag of chips clutched to his chest as he ate them up one potato chip at a time. He was wandering his own thoughts when the man that went by Max seemed to be referring to him. "W-What?" He blinked, mouth slightly gaping open as he wondered what caused such a sentence to be said to him.

The tattoo artist was right though.

"Why would I want to hurt you?"

[mpapollo]

“I guess we all learned a valuable lesson. Except for me. I wasn’t paying attention and was asleep for most of the time.”

Apollo had broke up some rowdy mess outside of one of the bars on his way back to his loft. While the other troublemakers seemed to stare up at the god in fear as he scolded them with hands on his hips, Maxim definitely did not seem fazed. Their comment just added confirmation to that point.

Reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose, Apollo sighed softly. "You seem like the one out of you all that needs the valuable lesson."

[mpxkaya]

“Wanna haunt the neighborhood with me tonight?”

Kaya turns to look at her friend from behind the counter - it was a quiet night at Dr. Feelgoods, barely any clients aside from a couple sitting near the back and Max with his wild propositions.

Wild propositions were her favorite.

"If you're down to wait until my shift is over, fuck yeah --" He wasn't as serious as he looked and that was one of her favorite things about him. "You're a menace, you know that right?"