The tale of Prometheus, who lost the Fire(bird)
Overheard near the gym lockers.
So, like Prometheus in 12B? The guy that always has that Eagle following him?
At Lenaia Dinner last week he totally played this trick on his dad where he put all these bones in the middle of the Braised Bull and his dad Iapetus bites into it and is like, “What in the name of one of Saturn’s small moons that will one day be named after me is this shit?” And so Prometheus is like, “Ya burnt! You bit into the good-looking thing that’s horrid and twisted on the inside; it’s like your second marriage all over again. Let this be a lesson to you, pops.” And so his dad started cut sick and nearly started whaling on him like he was a Olynthian slave, but then he’s like, “No, I don’t need Titan Protective services on my ass again, I’m taking your Firebird Chariot off you and none of your school friends are allowed to have it.” So now nobody has a way to get to get to the gym-class celebration next Friday. And Mr. Harris was going to be there and he’s totally been giving me the eye all semester.
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Pandora, the first woman (and she totally knows it)
Written on the walls of the Women’s Toilets.
Oh. My. Various Gods. Did you see what that SLUT Pandora has been doing? She’s taken “all-giving” to another level. I don’t care if she was the first woman; you can’t go round flaunting yourself like that. Who cares if she developed a little faster than everyone else?
All through Science she was sitting next to Hercules and giggling about “showing him what’s inside her box.” Like I don’t know what that means. I was so mad I couldn’t concentrate on learning how Zeus invented excuses for tardiness when he was running late for a meeting. I’ve had a crush on Hercules since the third grade, and now she’s going to be making out with him. And she walks around like she’s so cool. Yeah, well I could be popular as well if my father ordered Hephaestus to mould me out of the ground, but instead I looked like I spat out by the god of Hades. GOD I HATE THIS SCHOOL.
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The tale of Erebus, self-proclaimed “God of Darkness”
Overheard during second period Math class.
I’m sick of death of these fucking emo kids. Have you seen Erebus walking around with his black loincloth? ‘Oh dudddde, you’re so edgy just because you wear black and you steal ground charcoal from your mom to put around your eyes. And his ironic T-shirts? “Euripides Nutz.” What the fuck is that supposed to mean? He thinks he’s got so much to be upset about. I feel like punching him and saying, “Dude, your mom is the mother of all creation; you have more power than everyone at this shitty school combined.”
He’s always talking about how he hangs around in Hades. Like he’d be allowed in there. You either need to have ID or be the twisted remains of a soul to get in, and as if Hades is going to have a sniveling little kid walking behind him when he’s trying to torture the dead. Oh, and have you heard him talking about cutting himself? Hey you know what you should do? You should go up to him and be all like, “Hey, Erebus, the Chariot is supposed to go up Vesuvius Highway, not across, do the job properly.” I think he’s totally going to shoot up the school. If you see him walking along with a bow and arrow then run.