Foolish Friar Lawrence

"For this alliance may so happy prove to turn your households' rancor to pure love." ( Act II, Scene iii,90)

Despite being a master of herbs and potions, Friar Lawrence was very foolish man in this story. He thought that if he married the two infatuated teenagers it might bring peace between the two feuding families. This not only did not bring peace but caused several fights in which both sides suffered losses. As the adult in the situation, the friar could have just refused Romeo's plea to marry him and Juliet, but instead he agreed to marry the two children neither of which were over the age of eighteen. Towards the end of this tragedy Friar Lawrence relies on another friar to be a messenger to Romeo, so he could explain to him their plan. The messenger failed to reach him in time. This caused Romeo to kill himself when he say the body of his lover in a mausoleum. When Juliet awoke to find her husband dead next to her she then committed suicide. By trying to end a feud Friar Lawrence caused the death of several young people, from the two families.

Benevolent Benvolio

…The passive and honorable Benvolio was one to be respected until the end.
“I Pray thee good Mercutio, let’s retire:
The day is hot, the Capulets abroad,
And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl:
For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.”
(III.i.1-2)
A poor and troubled man torn between his family and what he knows is right. A man that is pulled by his will to do good and the honor of his family. Obviously, this man is confused but the supremacy of right is top quality in his skull. This quote along with anon quotes to come, Benvolio is portrayed as a soft spoken type of man, who would much rather speak with his brains than his weapon. He respects the reputation of his family and his guilt. He sees the truth in killing a man over his last name, the reasoning filled to the brink of stupidity. It is craven and purely insane that they seek such a public place for their ruff housing, and between the belligerent other males Benvolio truly shows his peaceful mind throughout scene III. He does respect their lethal choices but would much prefer that they didn’t act upon them. In a few sections he casually suggests a private place, or a conversation or two to settle things through something else, rather than murder. Throughout most of the book he takes a back seat to other plots, but in this area is where he truly proves his personality. Perhaps, if someone had taken the time to listen to his sensible words, two (even a few more) would be animate.
“We talk here in the public haunt of men:
Either withdraw unto some private place,
And reason coldly of your grievances,
Or else depart, here all eyes gaze on us.”
(III.i.14-17)
All in all, Benvolio truly has all human kind on mind, instead of his selfish drive to exterminate elderly foes. Cheers to the Benevolent Benvolio.

Miss Innocent Juliet

"Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won,
I'll frown and be preverse and say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world." (II,ii,95)

Juliet is inexperienced, naive, and helpless when it comes to the idea of falling in love. Most women of that time were confident and played 'hard to get' towards their lovers and they usually did not give in to the playful and flirtatous words of the man. Juliet is hopeful and innocent and states that she will express her feelings directly if Romeo proves that he loves her. When Juliet says "I'll frown and be preverse and say thee nay", she tells Romeo that she is willing to act like the other typical women by making him work harder to win her heart. Her innocence regarding the way men and women behave in the persuit of love causes her simply to want to be sraight forward, honest, and direct. Juliet's lack of awareness towards men and emotions makes her different from most young women because she does not see a purpose in holding back her true feelings.

Lord Capulet is devoted

"What noise is this? Give me my long sword ho!"

Lord Capulet Act I, Scene i, Line 66

Lord Capulet is extremely devoted. Even as elderly as he is, he still continues to peruse his adversary. When the brawl starts between the servants, he comes out and asks for his long sword. As soon as he does this his wife says that he would need a crutch instead signifying that he is too aged to even fight. Although he knows this, Lord Capulet still has the desire to fight from the precedent of the feud set by his ancestors. Many people those days could barely walk at his proposed age . You could see his anger when his wife held him back for his own safety and the safety of others. This shows the desire and the devotedness of Lord capulet.

Tybalt is tenacious.

"What, drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word

As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee."

Tybalt, Romeo and Juliet, Act I, Scene i, Line 61 and 62

Tybalt's tenacity is shown by his refusal to stop feuding with the house of Montague. Instead he perpetuates the feud by challenging Romeo to a duel and killing Mercutio. He first notices Romeo at the Capulet's party. He spends all of the party stewing over how his uncle won't let him fight Romeo. He only hates the Montague family his father and his father's father and et cetera also hated them. He hunts Romeo down because feels his family's honor has been insulted. When Romeo refuses to fight, he is only too happy to duel with Mercutio, simply because he appears to be acquainted with a Montague. Not a Montague himself, merely acquainted with one. His refusal to change his ways and stop feuding ends in many deaths. First Mercutio's death, then his own, and finally Romeo and Juliet's death. Tybalt is tenacious because he is stuck in the past and is resistant to change.

An Altruistic Nurse

"O honcy nurse, what news?"

The Nurse is Juliet's caretaker. She is considerate, warm-hearted, and open to Juliet. Juliet trusts her with her secret love for Romeo and she helps Juliet through all her troubles. Altruistic is the best word to describe her because she sacrafices herself for her lady. As said by Juliet many times, she is a good, sweet nurse who has helped her throughout her life.

Examples of times when she was altruistic were the many times when she helped Romeo and Juliet communicate when they could not see each other, when she listened to Juliet openly and respected her opinions, and the times where she held Juliet's secrets safe.

Sneaky Juliet

Juliet has a secret eating away at her. A secret that if anyone finds out it could cause major disruption. The secret is that she went against her father's will for love. She married Romeo despite the perpetuate family feud. Juliet finds a way to not lie to people but doesn't tell the truth. "I will confess to you that i love him." (Act IV scene i line 10) This is spoken to Paris when he is convinced that it is he who he loves. In just that line by saying the key word him, she is not stating exactly who it is that she loves. By saying that she is saying in a clever way that she is in love with Romeo. She sneaks around earlier in the play just to see her love and she has a brilliant mind that she uses to her advantage. This sneaky character fooled everyone in multiple ways. Another example is when she takes the potion from the Friar. She fools everyone into thinking that she is dead. Her plan backfired on her because the potion was too sneaky and fooled Romeo as well. Juliet's life that is shown in the play is all about how she sneaks around and fools people; there would be a completely different story if she was not such a sneaky person.

Romeo Is Reckless

Balthasar- "I do beseech you sir, have patience; your looks are wild, and do import some misadventure." (v, i, 30)

As soon as Balthasar delivers the bad news, he senses Romeo's instinct to act rashly and unwisely. He knows that Romeo is, to put it one way, sensitive. Balthasar has seen how Rosaline affected him, and the news of his banishment, and knows Romeo does not have the best intuition. Balthasar is not a main character, but we see he is similar to Benvolio, fair and wise and patient. He tells Romeo not to act brashly but seems to know it will not do much; Romeo will do what he wants. If Romeo did listen to an astute opinion like that of Balthasar, there may have been time for Friar Lawrence to get his message to Romeo. Romeo's foolish, yet passionate actions drive him to unnecessarily sacrifice his life for his love.

Naive Romeo

"And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,
Forgetting any other home but this." (II, ii, 177)

Romeo often shows how naive he is in his fast-paced romance with Juliet. Romeo often speaks of love in everlasting ways, but his actions show his is rather ignorant and immature when it comes to love. In the beginning of the story, Romeo is so in love with Rosaline and does not think there is anyone else for him. Only a few days later, he meets Juliet and is immediately infatuated with her and makes multiple claims about how in love he is. Due to his death, we never know whether he would have quickly moved on from this "love" or if it was deeper than it seemed. Looking at the history Shakespeare provides for us, it is likely that Romeo could quickly fall in love with someone else. The above quote shows Romeo claiming that he will stay with Juliet forever, even if she forgets him, and he will forgot everything else and all things he once called home. He is still very young and often dives headfirst into things. His dramatic claims about his knowledge of love and his strong emotions of love are later contradicted by his impulsive actions. His immaturity and ignorance on the topic shows he is rather naive, even if his emotions are strong.

Mercutio's Sagacity

“A plague o’ both your houses” (III.i.87)

From attending wild parties, spurring fights, and making derogatory comments often with sexual innuendos, there is no doubt Mercutio adds flair to Romeo and Juliet. Through innately witty and entertaining, Mercutio serves more than just a comic relief amidst a sinister plotline. Besides the fountain of overflowing puns, jokes, and teases, Mercutio possesses a steely sensibility that belittles the play’s resonating themes of romance and fate.
Mercutio ridicules Romeo’s decadence and lack of moderation as he scorns Tybalt’s egotism and fondness for fashion. No one is spared from Mercutio’s shrewd remarks. Using his sharp tongue, Mercutio breaks the “rose-tinted glasses” his cotemporaries gaze out from and adds pragmatism to the play. He believes all events are earthly interlocked and can be logically explained. Unlike the other characters, when Mercutio dies he blames the feud between the Montagues and Capulets as the cause of his demise rather than fate, a force he believes otherworldly and gripping no relevance.

The Calculated Juliet

While Juliet seems very childish and immature at the establishment of the story, she is presently exposed as a very calculated and witty woman. While she promises to her mother that she will try to love him, Juliet obeys just enough not to anger her. Juliet is also very thoughtful and deliberate when Romeo comes to see her after the party. She does not allow her love for him to blind sight her from the possibility that he may not follow through on his marriage proposal. She thinks the situation through very carefully, and advises him and gives him the chance to do so also. At the close of this tragic love story, the readers find Juliet awakening to find Romeo dead. When she too, takes her life, it is not out of weakness, but out of the strength of her love. Her suicide requires much more bravery than Romeo’s. While he swallowed poison, she ended her life by plunging a dagger into her heart. Throughout the trials of this story, Juliet proves herself equal to each through her cunning and calculated mind.

Juliet the clever

"I will confess to you that I love him" (IV. i. 25).

Juliet is a very clever character. She says something that someone wants to hear, but means another. For example, when Juliet tells Paris the she loves him, the him she is talking about is not Paris. The him is actually Romeo, but Paris does not realize this.
Juliet’s artifice to fool her parents into thinking she would marry Paris worked. She knows full well that this will not happen, but by agreeing with her parents gets them off her back.
Lets face it. Everyone is a little clever, whether it is when you tell your mom you are sick and you can not go to school when you are not or when you tell your parents that you are going to a friends house when you are actually going to a party. Everyone uses little tricks to get away with things. Juliet does the same thing and she uses irony in doing so.

Benvolio's Pacifism

"We talk here in the public haunt of men. Either withdraw unto some private place...or else depart." (III,i,51-54)

In Romeo and Juliet, Benvolio is the character who tries to prevent violence, especially in public places. When Tybalt and Mercutio dance around each other looking for a fight, Benvolio steps in and tries to prevent the fight. If he had suceeded in preventing a fight, he would have most likely used this time to try and calm the opposing parties. In doing this, Benvolio would diffuse the fight and prevent violence.

Romeo the Hasty

"O wilt though leave me so unsatisfied?" (II.ii.132)

Romeo, a mere sixteen or so years old, met Juliet just a few short hours before he says this. He is rushing into things. He has only known her for such a short time and is already her to be his lover. He hasn't spoken to her that much and is already trying to "get to know her." Yes people were married early in Shakespeare's time but they at least knew each other for more than twenty-four hours. Romeo is always hasty. He got proposed to her moments later. That is the equivalent of me proposing to someone I met at Homecoming and asking to, as Juliet puts it, "enjoy" her. Now that it's put that way, doesn't that seem a little creepy? Even if you believe in true love at first sight, you have to admit that when you think about it Romeo is acting extremely hasty.

Friar Lawrence's Bad Choices

"Wisely and slow, they stumble that run fast."(II.iii.)

Although Friar Lawrence isn't one of the more important characters in Romeo and Juliet, without him, the story would be altered quite a bit. Friar Lawrence makes a lot of decisions that change the entire course of the story. For example, marrying Romeo and Juliet. Friar Lawrence was the adult in this situation. When Romeo came to his cell and begged him to wed him to Juliet, Friar could have easily said no. He could have told Romeo that he was just a stupid teenager pining over the "loss" of Rosalie. He could have told Romeo that he didn't want to go against what the families wanted and marry them without approval. By doing this Friar Lawrence just set himself up for disaster. He had made the relationship between Romeo and Juliet official. They were not just "two star-struck lovers" anymore. Now they were husband and wife. Another bad choice of Friar Lawrence's was making the plan for Romeo to go to Mantua after he was banished. If Romeo had hid out in Friar Lawrence's cell for a few days and then gone to the Capulet tomb and gotten Juliet, then there never would even have had to be the issue of getting Romeo a letter. However, Friar Lawrence doesn't think too far ahead. Romeo heads out to Mantua so he never gets the letter telling him that Juliet is still alive. He, of course, thinks she is dead and kills himself because he cannot be with her. Then Juliet awakes. She see that Romeo is dead and then our star, Friar Lawrence comes running in telling her to come with him and he will take her away to the nunnery and everything will be fine. Juliet, of course, doesn't follow him, and kills herself with Romeo's dagger. if Friar Lawrence had taken his time and thought about his actions before he actually did them, we wouldn't have ended up with two suicidal teenagers. Unless I'm just completely off and he planned so far ahead that he knew the families would make up after their kids died. That's another option.

Mercutio's Wit

“Ask for/me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man.” (III.i.93-94)
With this quote, we learn that Mercutio is witty untill the bitter end. He continues to jest with his friends between his last breaths, showing us what type of person he is. It truly shows that he was clever and sharp to the core when his witty remarks poke through even when he should be saving his breath. Before his death, Mercutio had helped make Romeo feel better when he was rejected by Rosaline. Mercutio was always the source of laughter and comic relief. While his role in the play was not major, as Friar Lawrance's or Juliet's was, his friendship to Romeo surely meant more than Shakespeare let on to.

Paris is pompous

"Do not deny to him that you love me." (IV.i.25)

Paris is a minor character, but he serves great import to the movement of the plot of Romeo and Juliet. Paris, the Capulets' chosen suitor for their daughter, Juliet, serves as the antithesis to Romeo. While Romeo is a true romantic who loves deeply, Paris is a conceited and semi-misogynistic man who desires to wed without wooing. He talks with Lord Capulet as if his marriage to Juliet is a mere business transaction. He does not even know Juliet when he decides to wed her. Yes, Romeo and Juliet fall in love impulsively and without too much conversation, but their feelings are mutual and rooted in commonalities: they are close in age, they have lives dictated for them by their parents, and they lack their families' desire to hate. Paris, on the other hand, shares no connection with the young Capulet.

Paris is also blind to Juliet's feelings, but not because he cannot see them. On the other hand, Paris chooses to look away when Juliet's heart is must pure and exposed. After the tragic murder of Juliet's cousin, Paris is pompous enough to believe that a wedding between Juliet and him would help ease her troubles. He sees himself as a husband to be the remedy to Juliet's broken heart. When he says to Juliet in Friar Lawrence's cell "do not deny to him that you love me," he presumes to know but refuses to actually listen to Juliet's response. Paris hears her words, but his conceded, self-satisfying nature keeps him from understanding his future wife's truth.

Dear Nobody

Dear nobody,
Do you know what it's like to start high school? It's awkward yet comfy, loud at the same time quiet, busy but calm. So many emotions running, sprinting through your body. But when the day is over, and you look back, it feels like you haven't been nervous all day.
The day starts with Biology. It is not hard, but all the while,. not easy. The teacher is quite old but not ancient and is bursting at the seams with information on everything from sugar cane to amino acids. Then comes English with an extremely young, energetic, soft-spoken, kind teacher. Although the teacher's voice is soft, it makes you shut up, sit up, and listen. The information on Shakespeare's play and summer reading book gets pounded into you. The climax, rising action, falling action, the resolution,and the exposition. Last for the morning is gym. Laughter, talking, and hundreds of feet stomping as you walk through the jam-packed gym. The wood floor echoes under your feet but is swallowed up in the noise. Confusion fills the gym as you try to form the desired squads. Then, finally, the bell rings.
Finally, it's lunch time. Friends scramble to find each other, names are shouted down hallways and through stairwells. Lunches are dropped and recovered. Inside or out? What can you buy for 5 bucks? What about 1? Are there sandwiches in the cafeteria? How will you know where to sit if you buy lunch? AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! Finally, the confusion subdues enough for everyone to hear the bell ring announcing the start of the afternoon.
History is your first class. The teacher is a man that looks like a past football player. He has broad shoulders and a booming voice yet he still wears a mike around his neck. He seems to want to fail some and has no tolerance for misbehavior or talking. You feel like you are in military school. The bell rings and every body's heart goes back to normal as they pass out the door. Latin is the second to last class before your day is over. The teacher is another woman. She is also young but not as young as your English teacher. She seems nice and a lot nicer than your history teacher. The person next to you is extremely friendly and the two of you soon become friends. That class is over and you are headed to the last for the day!!!! It is math. The teacher is a kind man who doesn't yell and has a smile for everyone. Not only does he not play favorites, but he is easy going and fun to talk to. When the final bell rings at 2:35pm, silent cheers shoot through your head. The first day of high school is over!! Now only 100 some left! :)

hostility and its effects pandora

The hostility in Romeo and Juliet iminently leads to their death. The two family's hate for each other is the blame for their demise and it shows a lesson that we can learn from. The conflict in the Middle East is an example of hostility, in an extreme way. There's the anomosity between the Muslim and Jews/Israelis, and also inside the Muslim religeon, between the Shia and Sunni. This hate, hostility, and animosity has never lead to anything good and most likely leads to cultural destruction and genocide. The Holocaust is also a good example of how simple hostility turns into a complicated mishap fo events. German Nazi's needed someone to blame for their misfortune, so Jews became their scapegoat. This hate eventually turned into the complete destruction of the Jewish population in Europe. The relationship between the Montagues and the Capulets is similar because their hostility and alienation of each other eventually lead to many deaths in each family.

Family Dynamics

Romeo and his cousin, Benvolio, differ in their views if life, love, and happiness. Similarly, Juliet and her mother have contrasting opinions of marriage, propriety, and the role of a woman in society. Which difference of opinion do you believe plays the most significant role in the workings of the play? Do you have any personal experience that is comparable to these misunderstandings?

Hostility and its Effects

Hostility is often times tied directly to hate and/or revenge. In Romeo and Juliet, hate and revenge lead to public disagreements, lost love, banishment, and even death. What hostility exists in our society today that leads to similar tragedies? Think beyond personal experience and branch into the world around us.

Isolation of the Tragic Hero

Romeo's tragic flaw is multi-faceted. Nonetheless, his impulsiveness, contemplative nature, and disdain for his family's feud lead to his isolation, both emotionally and physically. Do you believe his isolation is self-inflicted (that he chooses to alienate himself) or that he is left out by others who do not understand him? What feelings or actions in our own lives lead to such mental, physical, or emotional isolation?

Deception and its Consequences

Deception and trickery play integral roles in Romeo and Juliet. Not only do our protagonists deceive others, but Romeo and Juliet themselves are deceived as well. How does deception impact the lives of multiple characters in the play? Have you experienced deception in your life that has lead to drastic consequences? Do your experiences and those of our characters correlate in anyway?

Theseus

Hello, My Name is Theseus. I am King of Athens. I'm known as one of Athens' greatest heroes. I've had many quests. Throughout my journeys I have killed a minotaur, brought several criminals to justice, and traveled to Amazon owned land. I've also made many powerful friends, Hercules and Pirithous, throughout my adventures.
When I was born I was sent to a far off land, and I was told I could return once I could retrieve my father's sword from beneath a large rock. Once I retrieved my father's weapon I began my journey to Athens. On my way to my future kingdom, I ran into several thieves who would pillage and kill travelers. I disposed of them the way they had disposed of their victims, beating them to death, tying them between two trees causing them to split in two, and push them off a cliff. I eventually arrived in Athens and claimed my rightful place in Athens.
Not long after I arrived, I was confronted with a dilemma. King Minos of Crete had waged war with the Athenians and was successful. He then demanded that, at nine-year intervals, seven Athenian boys and seven Athenian girls were to be sent to Crete to be devoured by the Minotaur, a half man half beast who lived in the Labyrinth. I volunteered to travel to Crete in order to slave the horrific creature that lived there. King Minos's daughter provided me with golden thread, to retrace my steps, and a sword. I was successful in my mission, and returned with all of the children and Minos's daughter. Minos's daughter realized I had used her, and in return caused me to forget to switch the sail on our ship from black to white, meaning we were alive. This caused my father to kill himself, for he thought his son had perished.
My best friend, Pirithous and I decided we were going to marry people with deity blood. I chose Helen, and he chose Persephone. I easily retrieved the willing Helen, but it was a challenge to get Persephone, for she was the wife of Hades, lord of the underworld. On Pirithous's behalf we traveled to the underworld, just to be captured by Hades. Lucky for me, Hercules rescued me but was unable to rescue my dear friend.
I briefly traveled to the Amazons with my companion, Hercules. He steals the girdle of the queen of Amazons while I carried off the queen's sister. This caused a war in which Amazon warriors invaded Attica. She also bore my son, Hippolytus. My first wife, Phaedra fell in love with Hippolytus, but he rejected her. To ensure she would die with dignity, Phaedra wrote on a tablet that Hippolytus had raped her before she hung herself. I believed this and indirectly caused the death of my son. I was later informed by Artemis that Phaedra had deceived me. Lycomedes of the island of Skyros threw me off a cliff after I had lost popularity in Athens.

Thisbe Bio

My name is Thisbe, which means "Where the doves live." I am most famously known for the tragic love story of Pyramus and Thisbe. I was raised in Babylon and fell for the one youth my parents forbade. Our families hated one another and refused to accept our love for one another. We often communicated through a crack in the wall, and simply through signs and glances. My parents should have known that the fire burns more intensely when it is covered up, and Pyramus and I became more and more in love. One night, I planned to meet him in secret. As I waited, I was approached by a lioness, and terrified; I dropped my garment and ran to safety. The lioness tore and ripped at it, but I was safe. As Pyramus approached, he saw the ruined garment and the lioness and came to conclude the worst. In a rash action brought on by passionate love, he took his sword and plunged it through his chest.

When I arrived back to the scene, I saw Pyramus as he lay dying. I cried out and begged to know what had happened, but it was too late. Pyramus’s eyes closed forever and left me by myself. When I discovered he died at his own hand, I was determined to show my love for him was as strong as his, and to show that I too can be brave for love. I then took his sword and plummeted it through my own chest. I said: “I will follow thee in death, for I have been the cause; and death, which alone could part us, shall not prevent my joining thee. And ye, unhappy parents of us both, deny us not our united request. As love and death have joined us, let one tomb contain us. And thou, tree, retain the marks of slaughter. Let thy berries still serve for memorials of our blood.” I knew the events of that night would change our parents’ ways and make them forget the old, daft feud. I was right, our parents acceded my death wish, and our bodies were buried in one sepulcher, with a tree that brought forth purple berries to this day.

I know a lesson can be learned from this story, which is why the gods and goddesses have made it famous. It is vital to focus on what is really important and what isn’t. An old feud compared to your child’s happiness, shouldn’t even compare. When you love someone, you can’t shut out what they are saying and what they want. Because that’s what love is, love is wanting what’s best for another person. Happiness is so important, love is so important. If our parents weren’t so stubborn, so close-minded, and so afraid of what might happen, of what our love would have changed, Pyramus and I would not have had to meet the way we did that night. We sacrificed everything just to be with one another, and that tells you how important we were to each other.

Psyche Bio

I am a maiden Psyche, meaning spirit or soul, born from a great king. I am the youngest of three daughters and I am married to Cupid, the god of love. My marriage to Cupid did not come about easily because of interference by my mother-in-law, Venus, whose jealously of my beauty and feelings that her status was threatened created much strife. I am a mortal, and because of that Cupid is not allowed to show his face to me. He and I can only see one another during the night with my agreement not to look at him directly. My curiosity once caused me to break this rule when I snuck in on him during the night and glimpsed at his face. He awoke and caught me looking which caused me to spill oil from my lamp onto his arm. Cupid left me and fled to stay with his mother. I could not bear the thought of living without him and yet feared the idea of facing the anger of Venus for what I had done. I was determined to spend the rest of my life searching for him. I had to face the wrath of Venus who forced many challenging tasks upon me to punish me for my actions. My only hope of getting back in her good grace was to complete each impossible task. The types of challenges I faced were to fetch golden wool from fierce sheep and to obtain black water from the river Styx. These tasks were only accomplished with the help of others who were there to help me find my lost love. Once Cupid’s arm was healed he longed to be with me and came to find me. With the help of Jupiter, king of the gods, I was granted immortality which made it possible for me to marry Cupid at last. Even Venus approved because I had successfully proven my worthiness and now had immortality and finding my true love made my soul complete.

Hera's Bio

Before I start lets get one thing straight ladies. My man, Zeus, is off limits! I’m not sure which part you don’t understand, the “off”, or the “limits”! Think about it, I am the goddess of marriage. I’m not going to be to happy when I turn around and your playing with my man. And if you do mess around, you better sleep with both eyes open, because the second you don’t will be the second you meet Hades (he’s actually not that bad, freaky at times but give him some credit. How would you feel if you had to guard the dead?).Okay, now that that is covered, let’s get down to helping your love relationships. Girls, men need help. I know that we talk in perfectly understandable English, have perfectly understand able mood swings, and are much more logical, but considering the fact that most guys only have heads full of helium, we got to our share to let them know what’s going on. Trust me, I know. Sometimes I’m afraid Zeus might just float away with that pocket of air on his shoulders. Oh and one other thing. Guys, just a tip…when you ask a girl what she wants for her birthday or valentines and she answers, “oh you don’t have to get me anything it’s okay”, she doesn’t really mean don’t do anything. For crying out loud take her outside to watch a sunset, stick a dandelion in her hair, and play country music. Just DO SOMETHING!!! That’s what girls like. Finally, this is to everyone, you need to spend time with your spouse. Absence does not make the heart grow fonder; all it does is get you a mate like Zeus. I’m truly sorry if I busted you’re bubble, but I’m the goddess of marriage and love. It’s my job to meddle with your love relationships (and if you see Zeus, tell him he’s in big when he comes home!).

Ariadne Bio

I am Ariadne, sometimes i am also known as Rhea. My name means "very holy". I am the immortal goddess daughter of King Minos of Crete and Queen Pasiphae, the moon goddess. Being the princess of Crete, i had a lot of powerful influence over the people in the highly advanced civilization and i was very well respected.

I am most famous for helping the hero, Theseus defeat the Minotaur, half-man/half-bull, in the labyrinth. I gave him a spool of magical gold yarn, so he could find his way out of the labyrinth. I fell in love with Theseus, and later it became clear that he did not love me back. He and I were on our way to sail to Athens, when he left me on the Island of Naxos while I was sleeping, to continue the journey himself.

While I was on Naxos, Dionysus, the god of wine, fell in love with me, and he made me his wife, we had several children together. I was later killed by Artemis, the goddess of nature. Dionysus, however, decended into the underworld and got me back from Haydes, Dionysus and I then joined the other gods up on Mount Olympus.

Greetings. I am Athena, daughter of the all-knowing Metis, and the almighty Zeus, rain god and wielder of the thunderbolt. My birth was rather unconventional to say the least. I emerged fully-grown and clad in armor from my father’s head. Fearing that my mother would bear him a son mightier than him and with the advisory of Mother Earth and Father Sky, Zeus consumed Metis while I began forming in the watery depths of her womb. As the story goes, my mother began fashioning a robe and helmet for me inside Zeus’s stomach. The hammering of metal drove my father to insanity and caused him tremendous migraines. My half-brother Hephaestus could not bear his anguish and split Zeus’s skull open. Much like a chick from an egg, I hatched.

Although predominantly associated with war, I am also the goddess of justice, skill, art, industry, and wisdom, the latter of which is undoubtedly inherent from my mother. Contrary to the popular belief that I hunger for bloodshed and battles, I am simply the defender of my land. As a matter of fact in many accounts of poetry, such as The Iliad, I am commonly credited for my reason and purity. I am an agreeable goddess if not agitated. I have a precious pet owl and have sustained a long-term friendship with Nike, the goddess of victory.

In a brief turn of events, I went from Zeus’s most feared to favorite child. I am often treated to the use of his weaponry, the Ageis, a thundercloud shield, and his infamous thunderbolt. In many a statue, I proudly showcase these items.

Those familiar with mythology are acquainted with the famed quarrel between my uncle, Poseidon, and I. Both fond of a certain Grecian city and eager to claim it, we sought of a way to settle the dispute diplomatically. Finally, it was decided that whoever bore the finest gift to the people, would acquire the city. Leading a procession of curious civilians, we climbed up the Acropolis. Poseidon turbulently struck the side of the cliff with his trident and out of the ground sprung a well. However, as awed as the people were, the water that leapt from the spring was salty like Poseidon’s sea, futile to their needs. Always observant, I gave them the gift of an olive tree. It provided food, oil, and wood. Needless to say, the city, now known as Athens, was mine.

Prometheus Bio

I am Prometheus, the son of Iapetus and Clymene. My name stands for Forethought and I was also known as a rebel god. I knew that my brother Cronus would be overthrown, but I did not tell anyone and I waited until the time came. Immediatley when I saw who was to overthrow Cronus I sided with him without a doubt, and obviously I was correct and Cronus was overthrown. Inspired by my abilities Zeus gave me the job to create mankind along with my brother Epimetheus. I allowed him to create every beast and when the time came to create man I told him to allow me to do that. He was fine with the idea and when it was mankind's turn he called for me. I created man to walk on two legs like an Olympian god, and I gave them an amazing gift. That gift was fire. I knew that Zeus would not give me fire even though I had helped him against my own kin, so I tricked him and obtained fire which I immediatley gave to primitive man. Zeus was angered and gave me a warning but I did not fear him because I knew what was to come, and I also knew I would have to guide mankind and help them against Zeus now that I have gotten them on his bad side.

Now it was time to create an offering for the Olympians because mankind was to worship them and they wanted an offering during every worship session. I told Zeus that I would create the offerings and that he could choose among the two I was going to create. Zeus was fine with the idea and I was off to work. I collected the hide, bones, and fat of a wildebeast, and I cleverly made it look like a fresh piece of livestock ready for him and the meat I had taken from the wildebeast, I had disguised as something rotting. Instantly when Zeus came down to choose the offering, he chose the fake wildebeast and at that moment he was angered and frustrated with me because I had given him the fat of the beast and left the finest parts of the wildebeast, the flesh, for mankind. At that moment he gave me a final warning that if I were to intrude him once again that I would be locked and I knew he wasn't kdding but I saw that it wouldn't last forever and I knew I would have to endure a horrible fate until that time was up just for helping mankind.

Zeus had feared for a long time that he was going to be overthrown just like Cronus by one of his sons, therefore he commanded that I tell him who was to overthrow him, but I refused. He was at that moment so fustrated with me that he ordered I be chained up in Caucasus. There I had to endure the most painful of hardships of my everlasting life. Zeus ordered an eagle to come every day and eat my liver. I was a god therefore my liver kept renewing itself so I had to endure this everyday. The pain was escruciating, it was almost as if I died every day, but I was the wisest of all gods and I knew that this would end soon. Zeus promised that he would release me after I told him who was to overthrow him, but I still refused even though the eagle kept eating my liver. I foresaw that a god would come to slay the eagle and rid this evil curse and it happened. Heracles slayed the eagle because he felt horrible as to how his father was treating me and I thanked him for that. I told him not to worry about me for that this was near the end of my cruel treatment and he was relaxed because he knew I could forsee the future and he left. After a few weeks of this cruelty Zeus released because he knew I would never tell him his future even with cruel punishments.

I am The Rebel God that always sticks up for mankind and I always side with the good. Never Forget That!

Medusa

Some people tend to cringe when they hear my name or are told of my powers, and I can't say that I blame them. I am Medusa, one of the three Gorgon ("monster") sisters. My name means "ruler" and "sovereign female wisdom", but I am not the stereotypical monster that you may have heard of. In fact, I used to be one of the most beautiful maidens in all of the land with magnificent long, silky hair. Many handsome and wealthy men even lined up to marry me. That is until one day I was in Athena's temple and was found with Poseidon. Athena, that jealous brat, turned my beautiful hair into living hissing snakes. My skin became scaly and extremely hard, in fact no sword could cut through it. I was turned into a gut-wrenching beast! The worst part of all though, was that I was made to be so horrible that any living thing that gazed into my eyes would be turned to stone. Because of this, I became known throughout the land as being a ruthless monster, and after a while, I even came to see myself as being one. I was relentless and angry about the whole experience so I became brutal and mean.

Not long after this tragic incident, Perseus (Zeus's son) tried to rescue his mother Danae from the king Polydectes. The king said that if he brought back my head, his mother would be returned. Many had tried to kill me before, and all failed, so I wasn't worried about this Perseus. To make a long story short, the evil and vile Athena as well as Hermes helped Perseus by giving him a shield to use as a mirror. Now, he didn't have to look directly at me. I was then decapitated. From my head sprang forth the winged horse Pegasus and the giant Chrysaor. My head was then used in many battles as a weapon, and then that witch Athena placed it on her shield where it remained.

To be honest, I am still quite bitter about the incident. I have received an unnecessarily vulgar reputation. After all, it was the angry goddess Athena who turned me from a beauty into a beast. When you hear my name, Medusa, don't run or fear, but remember that I can't help the way I am. I may appear frightening, but my wide unblinking eyes reflect my immense wisdom; I am all-knowing as well. Before you judge me as being a monster, think about my story and how you would feel if it happened to you.

Perseus bio

Hello. I have conquered the impossible. I have saved my family from danger. I have found true love. My name is Perseus, and I am the son of Danae and Zeus. I have the protection and help of the gods, and I will do anything to protect those that I love.
My child hood was a tragic one. My grandfather, King Acrisius of Argos, learned from the priestess in Delphi that his daughter would bear a son that would one day slay him. My mother was shut away, and when I was born I was kept a secret. As soon as my existence was known, I was placed with my mother in a great chest by my grandfather and thrown into the sea. There my mother cradled me as the waves toppled over us. Finally we reached land, but we were still locked in the walls of the great chest. If it was luck, or my father Zeus watching over me, I do not know. Whichever it was, a fisherman saw the chest and freed us. This man, whose name was Dictys, treated us like family and was the reason for my survival. The kind fisherman had a brother, who was King of the land. His name was Polydectes, and he was a cruel man. When I was a young man, King Polydectes resolved that he would marry my mother. My mother did not love him, nor wish to marry him. Determined to win the hand of my mother, Polydectes held a great celebration. All brought gifts, as is the custom in the land. I had nothing I could bring. However, Polydectes had once stated that he greatly desired the head of Medusa. I resolved to bring Polydectes this prize. I know now that Polydectes was baiting me, as he wanted my mother, and did not want me around. But I was young and proud, and I spoke without thought of consequences.
I began my quest by venturing to Greece. There I met with priestesses and asked for help with my quest. The priestesses told tell me to go to a land where “they do not eat Demeter’s golden grain only acorns.” So, I went to the land of the oak trees, a place called Dodona. In Dodona, I met the gods Hermes and Athena. Both gave me extraordinary gifts. A shield and a sword, both like no other on Earth. Hermes took me further to meet the gray sisters. These women were gray with their age, and were the most wretched I had ever seen. They only had one eye that was shared between the three of them. With the help of Hermes cleverness, we devised a plan to snatch the eye. We were successful, and the sisters were desperate for their precious eye back. We bargained the return of the eye for directions to the northern nymphs, which they rendered without hesitation.
With Hermes as my guide I could not go astray. We made it to the northern land, and found the nymphs. There, I received the materials that would be essential to obtain the head of Medusa. They bestowed upon me winged sandals, a magic wallet, and an invisibility cap. Leaving the nymphs, I went to find the island on which Medusa and her sisters lived. When I arrived there, I was happy to find them all asleep. This made my task easier. I knew not to look upon them, even as they slept, knowing I would be turned to stone. Using the reflection in my shield, I found the throat of Medusa, and quickly cut it. I took the head, and carefully placed my prize in my wallet, careful not to look upon it even in death. The other sisters awakened, but were not able to see me for I wore my invisibility cap. Quickly, I escaped the island and was on my way home.
Flying with the aid of my winged sandals, I saw the most beautiful woman I have ever cast eyes upon. She was on a rocky ledge, chained as a sacrifice to a fearful sea serpent that was terrorizing the people of her country Ethiopia. Her name was Andromeda, and I was so struck by her beauty, I had to save her. With my sword, I defeated the serpent, cutting its head from its body just like I defeated Medusa. I then asked Queen Cassiopeia and King Cepheus, Andromeda's parents, for her lovely hand in marriage. Without hesitation, they gladly gave her to me.
I then returned to my home. There I learned Polydectes still fancied my mother, and was furious that she refused to marry him. I learned my mother took refuge living in a Temple. I resolved this could last no longer. I went to a banquet Polydectes was hosting with all of his followers. Once they all saw me, I took out the head I ventured to get. With the power of Medusa’s head in my hand, all of my family’s enemies were turned to statues of stone in the very moment their gaze fell upon me. With Polydectes dead, my mother and I returned to my birthplace. We went to see if the many years of us being gone had softened my grandfather’s heart. When we arrived, we discovered that my grandfather was long since driven out of the city. We also learned that the new king was hosting an athletic competition. I joined the event of discus, and accidentally threw the deadly disc into the crowd, where it pierced and killed my grandfather.
My love Andromeda and I had a child, named Electryon. Together we live happily and full of love. I gave the deadly head of Medusa to Athena, who placed it forever on the aegis, the battle shield of Zeus, which she carries. Perhaps someday, there will be other heroes in my family.

Hephaestus

Hephaestus

Olympus: a breathtaking place home to the most amazing sights and beautiful gods. Well, almost. I seem to be the exception to nearly every rule. I am Hephaestus, the god of volcanoes and blacksmith fires, and not quite a looker.

As a blacksmith god, I am a master of my craft and create magnificent ­­­works of art for the gods. Zeus’s thunderbolts and Eros’s arrows take shape under my strong and patient hands. With my tools and knowledge I created the chariot which Helios rides across the sky and the invincible armor of Achilles.

I was born a cripple. After a single glance at my twisted and useless legs, Hera, my own mother, threw me from Mount Olympus and into the sea. I barely survived that horrendous plunge, only through the help of nymphs who rescued me from the icy water. How could my own mother abuse and abandon me so? It was unjust, immoral and wrong in every way. I could not allow that type of treatment go uncontested. Quickly built an elegantly carved, beautiful throne which I presented to her on Mount Olympus. When she lowered herself into the seat, it trapped her at once. Many of the gods begged and pleaded with me to let her free and I eventually conceded my temporary victory in exchange for Aphrodite as my bride. This arrangement proved to be an interesting one. As Goddess of love and beauty, my wife has many admirers, and few wish to admire her from afar. My wife is simply far too sweet and polite to these aficionados and is often lured into messy and embarrassing situations. Unlike many Olympians, I do not have much of a temper and think of myself as a somewhat well-rounded god, however, steer clear of my wife, or watch out.

Leto's Bio

Hail, kind beings, I am Leto. To the Romans I am Latona, however, most call me “Bright One.” I am the daughter of the mighty Titan, Coeus, and my dear mother, Phoebe. Since I was born in Kos, I have always been worshiped because of my pure love for all mortal and immortal beings especially my divine twins, Artemis and Apollo. My devotion to my beautiful children took me to the ends of the earth searching for a secure place to deliver them. My epic tale begins with one hero, just one simple name: Zeus.

Zeus loved me, well Zeus loved all women, but with me there was something different. His love for me was even superior to that of his own wife, Hera. I was never one for conflict and I would much rather have peace between the Olympians, however Hera’s envy was strong and by the time I was pregnant with Zeus’s twins, she was prepared for vengeance. I could tell from the beginning that this would not be an easy childbirth; Hera made it almost impossible for me to bear my heavenly children anywhere safe. I journeyed from Crete to Phocaea and far beyond Asia Minor in search of a safe spot for Artemis and Apollo’s birth. As time went on, Hera increased her traps, going as far as sending the terrible beast, Python, to trap and destroy my unborn twins and me.

Finally, having enough of his wife’s resentment, Zeus sent the North Wind to guide me to Poseidon’s ocean floor, and find the island of Delos (Ortygia). The island came into existence many years ago, when Zeus tried to seduce my glorious sister, Asteria. With the only force she had left, Asteria hurled herself into the sea and became Delos. Poseidon led me onto my sister’s land, the only place protected enough to deliver my children. Exhausted from my seemingly endless journey I clutched the branches of an old olive tree and gave birth. First, to the spectacular Artemis, bearer of the moon's silver bow, and goddess of the wild. Then, subsequently to the great Apollo, god of light and music and bearer of the sun's curved bow. To this day, I am worshiped all across the earth, mostly in Lycice, where statues rise over the lands telling the story of my epic quest to protect my children.

Cupids Bio

Cupid is my name, and love is my game. I am the God of Love, the fairest of the deathless gods. Aphrodite is my mother, and I
have been seen as a naughty boy. This is not true, all I want to do is spread the love. I give the gift of love, with my bow and
arrows. Once I strike someone with an arrow, they will fall in love with the next person they see. I wear a blindfold, because love
is usually blind.

Midas

My name is Midas. King of Phrygia, I have, or rather had, the power of the Golden Touch. When Dionysus lost his mentor, I kept him for ten days, and on the eleventh I brought him back. Dionysus granted my wish, whatever I wanted, and being myself, I wished that all I touched should turn to gold. I was like a child in a room full of toys, I bounced from room to room, touching everything I could see. All the running was making me hungry, so I had my servants prepare a feast. When I raised a cup of wine to my mouth, the wine and cup both turned to gold. I tried to eat several different foods, and when all turned to gold, I was quite flustered. I came across my daughter, and without thinking I hugged her, turning her into lifeless statue. I was fraught with fear as soon as she changed, and I immediately prayed to Dionysus to have my "gift" removed. He told me that I should wash myself and my daughter/statue in the River Pactolus. This I did, and the water has glittered with gold ever since. Rejoicing in having my daughter alive once more, I removed myself from my wealth of before, and moved into the country. Of course, that did not stop my troubles, as later, in a disagreement between Apollo and Pan. When Apollo was judged as the best musician of the two, I resented the decision, and voiced my concerns that Pan, my tutor in music, was the better. Apollo did not like that, and gave me the ears of a donkey. My hairdresser helped me to hide them, but he could not keep the secret. He dug a hole in the ground and whispered the secret into it. The reeds heard, and spread the story until people heard it. However, except for a small incident involving Apollo and my daughter, my difficulties in life had finally ended there. As for myself, I have a split personality, alternating between fearful paranoia, carefree country lifestyle, and greedy kings demeanor, which can be quite confusing to those who know me.

Titans' Bio

We, the Titans, were the supreme rulers of earth long before the Olympians. Before those retched creatures over threw us, we ruled the Earth and all those within. We came to power by overthrowing our father, Uranus, and resided under Cronus, our leader. There were twelve of us in all, including six sons and six daughters. These were Cronus and Rhea, who gave birth to the Olympians. Lapetus, who gave birth to Prometheus (the dirty traitor), was another Titan from our ranks. The rest included Oceanus, Hyperion, Themis, Thae, Mnemosyne, Phoebe, Croeus, Tethys, and Crius.

The story goes that Zues overthrew us and everything was just dandy. Zues, that despicable being, is the cause of our suffering. The world was a wonderful place before the war between the Titans and the Olympians ever occurred. Then the Titanomachy, the eleven year war with the Olympians took place. Of course Zues won in the end, casting us down into Tartarus, and there we lay, suffering in the deepest parts of the underworld.

We tried our best to prevent this from happening of course. When Gaia made a prophecy stating that one of Cronus’s own children would overthrow him, he did what any sensible person would do; swallow every child of his whole. One day however, Rhae, Cronus’s wife, tricked him into swallowing a rock wrapped in a blanket instead of Zues. This minor event lead to our destruction, and to this day the retelling this memory is unbearably painful.

We await the day we return to glory, and retake our rightful place from the Olympians as rulers of the universe. Until that day, misery greats us everyday down in this forsaken pit they call Tartarus.

Aurora's Bio

My name is Aurora. I am the goddess of the dawn, and I have a brother, Sol or Helios (the sun), and a sister, Luna or Selene (the moon). My sons are the four winds: north, south, east, and west. I am sometimes shown riding in a golden chariot drawn by winged horses and other times, I have been shown flying with my own pair of wings. I rise up into the sky from the Okeanos river at the start of each day, and my rays of light disperse the mist at night. It's true that I am not the smartest goddess. I asked Zeus to grant immortality to one of my many husbands, Tithonus, who was a mortal. Zeus granted my wish, however I failed to ask him for eternal youth. Tithonus aged eternally and turned into a grasshopper. Although I am not the most well known goddess, Shakespeare makes reference to me in his play, Romeo and Juliet.

Pandora's Bio

Hello. I am Pandora, "the gift of all". I gave many gifts to the world, since I was the first woman on this earth. I am also a very curious being. The old expression, "Curiosity killed the cat" goes hand and hand with my story.

I was given the task of keeping a box, that could either have everything or nothing in it. I was just so curious, it was eating me up inside and one day I just couldn't take it any longer. So I opened it, even though I was forbade to look inside by Zeus. It turns out that there were no material possessions in that box, but things of great misfourtune. Many of mankind's evils came out: death, sorow, mischief. But one good thing did come out of my curiosity: Hope. Something that is greatly needed in a time of affliction. So, I guess you could say that I did mankind a favor!

Hello all! This is Artemis speaking, your beautful huntress goddess. Many see me as harsh and unfeminine however in all simplicty, they fail to grasp the concept of real beauty. I can admit that I am the goddess of sudden death and disease, but come on now, I am the protector of young girls before the age of marraige and the goddess of childbirth after all. I am also seen frequently caring for the nymphs in the forest and hunting for lions and panthers. Doesn't that count for something? In a way I feel as though I represent the strength of women who desire it.
I am misunderstood in a sense. Every God and Goddess has different strenghts and weaknesses. I have the ability to never forgive, nor forget. I can have a very superior attitude and obtain a high opinion of myself. After all, I do have the best archery skills you will ever see, just ask Orion. I am also an undestructible goddess among goddesses.
I am the goddess of many things; wilderness/wild animals, hunting, childbirth, disease, and I represent apparent strength. I have always been headstrong, since the day of birth. Now, i am aware of my own power and it is highly unlikely for me to allow this authority to be taken away. A loss of supremicy will never happen for I am first, and foremost, the strongest and most affectionate goddess you will ever meet.

Pyramus

Hello, my name is Pyramus. I live in Babylonia with my parents. I am most famous for my relationship with Thisbe. She is the most gorgeous maiden in all land. Nothing could compare to my love for her. I long deeply to marry her, but our parents forbid it. It fills my heart with so much sorrow. There is a wall between our houses that stops us from ever being together. We are, however, able to talk to each other through the wall. Our parents might have been able to stop our marriage, but nothing they could do would stop Thisbe’s and my for each other from growing deeper everyday. Nothing else in my life really matters.

I reach the point where I cannot take it anymore. I talk to my love and we agree to meet outside the city walls at a mulberry tree. Unfortunatly, Thisbe arrives to the tree first, and flees because she sees a lioness. She drops her cloak as she runs away. When I arrive to the tree, all I find is the cloak bloody and torn from the lion. I think the lion has killed my love. The pain I feel when I find the cloak and my Thisbe is no where to be found is indescribable. I did not know what to do with myself, or how to deal with the pain, so I killed myself.

Thisbe returns and finds me dead. She kills herself with my sword out of her love for me. I wish that I had known that Thisbe was not dead before I killed myself. That way we could have been together forever. Yet again, I do not mind that I gave my life due to her. She was what I lived for, and she was what I died for.

Ares

HAIL Ares


I AM ARES, GOD OF WAR! I make men tremble at my feet, I live for the awesome carnage of battle, and I smite all who upset me! My father is Zeus, and Hera, my mother, but they care not for a god like me with a taste for blood. I roam the battle field with several other accomplices: my sister Enyo, the goddess of bloodshed, Phobos and Deimos-the spirits of fear and terror, and Alala, the name that became my battle cry. These three stood by me in many fights, including the Trojan War where I was defeated by my sister, Athena.
But, although scholars will tell you other wise, there is much more to the great Ares than glorious war. I founded the city of Thebes by taking the teeth of my dead son the water dragon and laying them into the ground. Than, fully grown Spartans, the fiercest warriors in all of Greece and my decedents, rose from the ground and began building my city. I am also worshiped by one of the most feared tribes in all of Greece, a tribe that has caused some of the most glorious on man, the Amazones. I have bestowed my own fighting spirit in them, so the women are just as blood thirsty and brutal as I.
Speaking of women, I am also known for a very infamous date with the fair Aphrodite. You see, we were secret lovers (I even killed Adonis who also was her lover), for she was married to the horribly deformed Hephaistos. Our passionate love was kept secrete for quite some time, until that damned god of the son Helios saw us! He told Hephaistos, who made a special net that could not be broken and threw it upon us in the middle of our acts of love. But instead of beating me to pulp, he did something much worse than death himself. He called upon all the gods of Olympus to witness us in our frozen and embarrassing state to witness our love. Many laughed, some envied me for being with Aphrodite, but never the less, I felt an anger that no other being on earth or Olympus could feel! But I can only blame myself; my weaknesses are being reckless and not thinking of consequences. That is also how the two idiot giants Otus and Ephialtes chained and held me captured for thirteen months!! It took that long for my idiot father Zeus to finally send Hermes to rescue me using his wit.
There are a few more very brief stories about me, but they are too short to say. Damn the Greeks! They never wrote about all of my glorious war adventures, in which I have made even the most battle hardened men cry, and slaughtered the armies of thousands! They only focus on my weakest moments; the moments were I was made the fool of gods and mortals alike. Don’t they know my wrath!? Don’t they FEAR my wrath!?!?

Demeter

You may know me as the goddess of agriculture, or maybe just Demeter. Either way, I decide what plants and when plants grow throughout the year. You see, a few thousand years ago, my daughter Persephone was taking a stroll in the garden with her friends when a path of narcissus caught her eye. As she was making her way down the trail solo, Hades popped up and took my dear Persephone down to the Underworld with him. I tired over and over again to get her back, but a negotiation could only be made by her father, Zeus. He made a deal with the evil Hades which stated that my daughter would be in Underworld for a little over four months and with me for the rest of the year. For those months that she is in the Underworld serving to Hades as his queen, I am lonely and saddened. I do not allow any of the plants to grow or be beautiful because I am never in the mood to take care of them all. However, when I am with Persephone for the eight or so other months, I am full of joy and excitement. This is the time when I allow the plants and flowers to be healthy and flaunt their fine colors and shapes. I am currently in an excellent mood because my Persephone is outside of the window everyday smelling and picking the stunning flowers that I have allowed to grow just for her. Sometimes, I go outdoors with her to make sure that all of the floras are doing well. When the days are as beautiful as these, I know that I will be comforted by her presence for not much longer because Hades makes everything that is good come to an end. Year after year, I grow the plants and then destroy them and then bring them back to life once again. I only do this routine each year for my daughter in the hoping that she knows how much I miss her and that I am always thinking about her and counting down the days until I meet with her lovely and peaceful soul again.


This is the time of the year when I am
missing Persephone and am miserable
by myself

Aphrodite Bio

My name is Aphrodite, but I am also referred to as Venus. I am the Goddess of Love, Lust, and Beauty. Many people say that I am ill-tempered and easily offended, and I can't say that I disagree. I am the type that will take any comment offensively, so always watch what you say to me. I never really had a childhood because I have always been portrayed as a beautiful born adult. When I was born, my father Zeus knew that all the men would fight over my hand in marriage since I was the most beautiful goddess. He decided to marry me himself to avoid any conflict between the gods. He chose one of the steadiest-tempered gods, Hephaestus. When Hephaestus found out that he was going to be my husband, he was so happy and could hardly believe his good luck. Of course, any man who was able to marry me would be the luckiest of them all. As my husband, Hephaestus would make all these lavish jewels for me. Well, who wouldn't! But when I wore the jewels, they made me even more irresistible to all the other gods. Seeing all these other interested charming men made me start to get dissatisfied with the hard-working and unglamourous Hephaestus. One thing that really made me angry was the fact that a mortal named Psyche was more beautiful than I. No one ever before had surpassed my beauty. All the gods ignored me and began to chase after Psyche. This made me mad, so I sent Cupid to make Psyche fall in love with the ugliest man existing. But the plan did not turn out well because Cupid himself ended up falling in love with her! Even so, I still consider myself the most beautiful and irresistible goddess of all time.

Hercules Bio

I am Hercules, the greatest hero of Greece. I was born in Thebe, held for a while to be the son of a distinguised general, Amphitryon. But later in my life, I found out that my real father was actually Zues. My mother had given birth to two sons, me and Iphicles. Amphitryon was the father of Iphicles. Our differences came out in a young age. The major difference was strength and the way we acted before danger, and this was discovered when we were younger than a year old.

The Greeks admire me for being "the bravest of brave". However, that is not my only characteristic. I am a compassionate man of great bodily strength. No human on Earth was stronger than me, which was why the gods needed my help defeating the Giants.

Sometimes, my negative traits get the best of me. Such as my emotions. I have been known to get so furious and out of control, having a fatal effect on an innocent object nearby. Eventually I will calm down, knowing that any punishment given to me, I will have deserved. Sometimes, I even have to punish myself because no one else will, but truly I know I have done something terribly wrong and I deserved to be punished. My thoughts are usually about finding a new way to defeat a monster that is trying to kill me.

I am not admired though, for my courage or strengh, but because of my sorrow in wrongdoing, and I will do anything to make up for it, and i showed greatness of soul. Throughout all of my battles, I have yet to be defeated. Some even bore me because of my easy opponents. Nothing that lives on air, sea, or land could ever defeat me.

Persephone's Bio

Hello. I am Persephone, queen of the Underworld. I am the daughter of Demeter and Zeus and I became Hades’s wife after he kidnapped me. My mother loved me very much and always hid me when Hermes, Ares, Apollo, and Hephaestus tried to bring me gifts. She was terribly devastated when Hades kidnapped me and brought me to the Underworld, and she is too busy looking for me to care for life on Earth. Zeus eventually forced Hades to return me to my mother, but Hades tricked me into eating a magic pomegranate seed. Because I ate this seed, I have to return to the Underworld for one-third of the year every year, and stay on Earth with my mother for the other two-thirds of the year. My mother is still very upset when I leave her and the Earth is bare during my time in the Underworld.

Hades and I are the only rulers of the Underworld. While people tend to fear Hades more than they fear me, I am known as the Queen of the Dead. Many believed it was not safe to say my name aloud, so they commonly called me “the Maiden” or “the Iron Queen”. I was known to show no mercy over the dead, and only once did I make an exception to this. After I was married, I was still the object of much affection. When Pirithous pursued me, Hades made snakes coil around his legs to keep him seated forever! Even though Hades had kidnapped me, I still got jealous when he went after a nymph, so I turned her into a mint plant. My abduction story is looked at with sadness, but my life as queen of the Underworld is fearsome. I am mentioned in many stories about death, but never showed sympathy, except in the form of a deal with Orpheus.

Aeolus's Bio

Aeolus

Greetings. Many of you no doubt wonder who I am. This is to be expected, I am not one of your famous deities of Mt. Olympus but instead I am the god who pulls the strings in the back round. I am Aeolus, ruler of the island of Aeolia, and master of the winds. Viceroy in fact to the greater gods in that I bend the winds to aid them when they need me to, which they often do. I am the son of the great King Hippotes, and I later came to rule my own island, the aforementioned Aeolia. With me on my great rocky isle are my family, and not many more besides the occasional visitor.
My hand can be found in the tales of several heroes, and my work is not openly acknowledged. Some see me as a mortal whom Zeus gave control of the winds so I could aid him. This is not entirely true as I control who I help and if I help, and for the sake of prosperity, I help every Olympian when they need it. I can also assure you I am not mortal, though that is how I have appeared at times. At the request of the gods I can release horrible winds, or gentle breezes to help favored travelers home. That is not to say I don’t command the winds only as the gods demand, I can let them free on their own will, or accomplish my own agenda with them. I can also defy the will of an Olympian, to help the occasional hero, as I defied Poseidon once, but I do not do it often, so don’t expect the same gift twice.
If you are traveling the seas and wish to pay me a visit please do, company is welcome. I assure you there will be a place for you to stay for several weeks, and I might very well present you with a gift for your departure, and always remember to thank me when that nice breeze comes by on that hot summer day.

Iris

My name is Iris and I am the goddess of the rainbow. Some say I am the daughter of Thaumas and Electra, one of the Oceanids and others the daughter of Typhon and Echidna, I don’t really know. My sisters are the misjudged harpies, Aello and Ocypete. They really aren’t that mean or gruesome as everyone says, but anyways. I was the first messenger for the gods until Hermes arrived, but we share our work. I am faster then Hermes when delivering a message, though. Hera is the beautiful queen that I faithfully serve and am main messenger to. I am sometimes a beautiful woman with golden wings, other times the rainbow itself. As I take my message from the gods and fly across the sky a beautiful rainbow trails behind me. I can fly wherever I need to to get my message delivered. If it be under the sea or in the great underworld, I will go. My other job takes place when the gods are making promises or oaths. I have to travel down to the River Styx with a pitcher and fill it with the river’s water. When the god or goddess recites their oath or promise I have to fly across the sky and pour the water to make sure the oath is truthful. I may be flying across the sky all the time and delivering messages, but who else will do it as fast as I. Sometimes you can see me after a storm, when the sky clears up.

Echo

I am Echo, a nymph. I am a nymph who is very talkative. I am known to all, actually, for being very talkative, and that is not always a positive quality (being talkative that is). In my lifetime, so many tragedies occurred. The most tragic involved Zeus and Hera and is when I lost the power of the first word. Zeus and I were making love, but Hera had followed Zeus and was very angry with him. Hera knew Zues always went off to make love to others. She was coming to Zeus to talk to him about his behavior, and knowing she was coming, he ran and asked me to keep her busy until he could get away. I could easily do that, since I can talk for long periods of time and speak very quickly. If you didn’t know, when people talk quickly you can get distracted - my job, to distract others, is a job I am very good at since I am so very talkative. I took the responsibility of misdirecting Hera when she confronted me with having an affair with Zeus. I improvised a very long, confusing, and untrue story for her. This kept her busy for a while since I am so talkative. Hera knew she was being deceived by me. She declared I could only repeat the words that those around me spoke. I would have the last word, but never the first. This was not good since then I could not use my best power, talking. This made me so ashamed that I had to isolate myself in the woods.

There I saw the handsome Narcissus with whom I immediately fell in love. I wanted to tell him that I loved him, but with the curse Hera put on me, I could not. He yelled “Is anyone here?” and I answered “Here, here!” He shoved me away and said he would rather die than have me. He looked at his reflection in the stream and fell in love with himself and said “I love you” to his reflection. This was my chance! I quickly replied “love you” but he didn’t hear me. I hurried off crying, and hid in a cave pining for Narcissus. I really miss being talkative. If I got my voice back, I would talk and sing all day so everyone could hear my voice again, but I had my voice taken away forever by Hera.

When I died, not even my bones remained! Some say they were turned to stone. I’m not quite sure myself, but Gaia preserved my voice, and to this day, I still have the last word. This is pleasant since at least I can still talk, even though I can’t be as talkative as I was before. I love being talkative. So wherever you go, you can hear my voice repeating whatever you said previously.

Clotho's Bio

Hey there fellow gods and goddesses,

You may think you have it all figured out, but I'm the one with the real power. That's right, I'm Clotho, and I spin the the course of life. My sister's, Lachesis and Atropus, and I weave the loom of life and snip it. I'm the Spinner, I spin your thread and decide what happens throughout your life. All you gods and godesses who think you make the decisions? You are wrong. We, the Fates determine what goes down. We are neither tied down to heaven, earth, or the underworld. When you're born, we give you good and bad. With birth the thread of Fate is made, your destiny determined, then the thread cut. Your destiny though, is in our hands. Even though we are three, Fate is one. You can make your own decisions but when it comes time for you to pass, we snip the thread of life clean. Not even you, the gods and goddesses, are expelled from Fate. We decide the destiny of all. Luckily for you, I spin the thread of life, and maybe if you suck up a little, I won't make as many knots in your loom; tangles are easy to make. If you see me around, you will see me with my spindle in my hand. We can also be heard singing along with the Sirens. I sing of what is, Lachesis of what was, and Atropus of what will be. You may have been told my sisters and I are old hags (although I am the youngest of the three of course), but if I were to ever heard such at thing from ones mouth, I may have to have their thread snipped a little too soon. Like it is said, you can't fight Fate.

So, watch your back, or you may just encounter a twist of Fate.

I'll be spinning,

-Clotho

Siren's bio

Hello my pretty sailors, I am a Siren with beautiful womanly features but below my waist I look much like a bird. Though besides my tempting features I have one of the most beautiful voices. Trust me, you will be falling for my voice the minute it blesses your ears. Out of all my friendly sirens I am the one who sings, while the others play the lyre and the flute. I would more than happily sing to you among the Sirenusian islands; just bring your ships and your friends and we will have an amazing time. Oh and by the way, you may know my father, Archelous (The River God). He is a noble man unlike the deceitful Demeter who is the reason why my sistersand I, are the way we are. Its not our fault that her daughter, Persephone, was rudely kidnapped.

Anyhow, I do believe you should come and visit us because our voice is just way too beautiful to resist. Now don't listen to those nasty rumors, we are far from decietful or knavish, all those people lie (Oh, what bad people they are). Though, you might have to look hard because ever since Odysessy, his men and Jason and Argonauts couldn't 'hear' our beautiful voices we havn't been seen since, some even say we're dead. We all know they're wrong, so please, do come join us.

Aeneas

My name is Aeneas or, in that vulgar Greek, Αἰνείας. I was born and raised in the greatest city in the world, Troy. I am the son of Anchises and the goddess Aphrodite. My father was the cousin of the great king Priam of Troy. My mother promised Helen, the most beautiful woman in the world, to Paris, son of King Priam. The foul Greeks set up a coalition of many so-called “heroes” to come and take Helen back to her husband Menelaus. Our brave warriors held the walls of Troy until one day, the coward Greeks fled. It was only through their treachery and not through martial prowess that they took my birthplace, Troy. Throughout the war, I was beloved of the gods, including my mother, Aphrodite, and Apollo. Even Poseidon, whose sympathies mainly lie with the Greek scum, came to my rescue, believing that I was destined for greatness. After the Greeks snuck into Troy and started killing old men, women, and children and slaying warriors in their beds like the cowards they are, I fought valiantly until all hope was lost. I then took many of the remaining Trojans who had not been killed or captured, including my father and many of my friends. I left across the great sea with my compatriots, the Aeneads.
The jealous Hera ordered Poseidon to create a storm for us as we neared Sicily, controlled by honest men (therefore not Greeks). We are blown westward to another great city, Carthage. There, my mother made the queen of the city, Dido, fall in love with me. My men and I had everything we needed, but life was getting boring for a hero of my caliber. We left Carthage, but then I realized we forgot Dido. We saw a huge flame, which I later found out was where Dido committed suicide while cursing my descendants. Her followers then continued to burn her body. After that, we went to Sicily, but I realized that since we had last been there the Greeks had moved in. There was certainly no place for hardworking, honest men among the Greeks, so we disembarked for the land called Italy. We allied with one of the kings there and fought a war over who should marry his daughter. Well, needless to say, the mighty Aeneas triumphed over his lowly enemies (many of which were Greeks, by the way). I established my own kingdom. When I died, I was made immortal and became a god. My descendents included Romulus and Remus, founders of Rome and Julius Caesar. Eventually, my descendents crushed both the villainous Greeks and the foul Carthaginians, worshiped me as their founder, and honored me with one of the best pieces of literature, (I’m in it, of course) the Aeneid. I never forgave the Greeks for destroying Troy, or the Carthaginians for being so boring. Dido never forgave me, either. Fortunately, the children of Aeneas proved stronger (of course) and went on to found the greatest empire in the history of the world. Rome would prove to be even greater than Troy (almost certainly because I founded it).