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| User: | dionysus_ (436243) Dionysus
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| Bio: | Myth Basics Deity Name: Dionysus Other Names: The Twice Born, Liber to the Romans, Bacchus Role/Function: God of wine, theatre, grapes, ritual madness and ecstasy Powers: He can make someone go crazy, change people into beasts or trees (like the other gods), ferment the best wine, and, perhaps most importantly, throw the BEST parties. Objects and Familiars: Thyrsus, Grapes, Leopard skin Parents: Zeus and Semele Siblings: No full siblings. All of Zeus's children are his half siblings. Spouse: None Children: None specifically named. Mortal Name: Samual Davis (although he goes by Voodoo among his friends and on Stage) Date of Birth: 8/15/85 Nationality: half turkish, half american Social Class: the educated, but poor elite :D Parents: an American woman, Sarah Davis, and a Turkish man, Adem Baig Siblings: none Past Relationships: many but nothing serious Significant Other/Spouse: n/a Children: none that he knows of Overall Health: amazingly good given how much he drinks, smokes, and uses recreational pharmaceuticals Education: high school. although his mother is a professor. Career: Male Stripper Aesthetics Height: 6'3" Weight/Build: Toned but slim. For all that he's tall, he doesn't seem like a huge man. Hair: Dark Brown, he wears it slightly shaggy Eyes: Hazel, shading to blue-grey Skin/Other: Darkly tanned both from the sun (though I dare you to try and find a tan line) and his Turkish heritage. Description: Dionysus is a handsome god, even among the gods. He has hair that glints in the sun, and heavy-lidded eyes that hint of pleasures. His skin is tanned and golden from the time he spends tending his grapes. He's well built, though not over-muscled. Psychological Personality: D is the perpetual fraternity boy. He's always surrounded by partying and revelry, and everyone starts out as a friend with an offering of wine. He's fun loving and outgoing, able to ease tensions by exerting a bit of his powers. He oozes sexual attraction and regularly whips friends and followers alike into a frenzy of madness where everything seems right and there are no consequences. He lives to test limits, loves to discover new pleasures, new pass times, new joys and mysteries. That isn't to say he doesn't have a dark side, for in truth all the gods do. He has no concept of the pain his excesses can bring, and sometimes, in punishment, enjoys pushing people past their limits and leaving them to flounder, alone and friendless because of things they did or said while under the influence. He also has no compunction about forcing his attentions on those he wants, justifying his behavior by saying that they enjoy his attentions. Extravert/Introvert: E Sensing/Intuition: N Thinking/Feeling: F Judging/Perceiving: P Hobbies and Interests: Sex, Drugs, Rock and Roll, Alcohol, anything else that gives him an adrenalin rush. Strengths: He's a good lay, he knows his alcohols and can hold them, he's a damn good dancer. He's loyal and loving and just a fun person to be around. Weaknesses: He's quite vain and can be very catty and mean. Relations Friends: Keiran. Others will be added as he interacts with people. Enemies: Prudes everywhere. Romantic Status: Very happily single Significant Other: n/a Sexual Preference: lots of it. Present Interests: no idea Past Relationships: nothing serious Likes: see Hobbies and Interests Dislikes: prudes, boring people, being stuck in a rut Biographical Myth: His mother was a mortal woman, Semele, the daughter of king Cadmus of Thebes, and his father Zeus, the king of the gods. Zeus' wife, Hera discovered the affair while Semele was pregnant. Appearing as a nurse, Hera befriended Semele, who confided in her that Zeus was the actual father of the baby in her womb. Hera pretended not to believe her, and planted seeds of doubt in Semele's mind. Curious, Semele demanded of Zeus that he reveal himself in all his glory as proof of his godhood. Though Zeus begged her not to ask this, she persisted and he agreed. Therefore he came to her wreathed in bolts of lightning; mortals, however, could not look upon an undisguised god without dying, and she perished in the ensuing blaze. Zeus rescued the fetal Dionysus by sewing him into his thigh. A few months later, Dionysus was born on Mount Pramnos in the island of Ikaria, where Zeus went to release the now-fully-grown baby from his thigh. In this version, Dionysus is borne by two "mothers" (Semele and Zeus) before his birth, hence the epithet dimētōr (of two mothers) associated with his being "twice-born". The legend goes that Zeus gave the infant Dionysus into the charge of Hermes who took Dionysus to the rain-nymphs of Nysa, who nourished his infancy and childhood, and for their care Zeus rewarded them by placing them as the Hyades among the stars. When Dionysus grew up he discovered the culture of the vine and the mode of extracting its precious juice; but Hera struck him with madness, and drove him forth a wanderer through various parts of the earth. In Phrygia the goddess Cybele, better known to the Greeks as Rhea, cured him and taught him her religious rites, and he set out on a progress through Asia teaching the people the cultivation of the vine. The most famous part of his wanderings is his expedition to India, which is said to have lasted several years. Returning in triumph he undertook to introduce his worship into Greece, but was opposed by some princes who dreaded its introduction on account of the disorders and madness it brought with it. As a young man, Dionysus was exceptionally attractive. Once, while disguised as a mortal sitting beside the seashore, a few sailors spotted him, believing he was a prince. They attempted to kidnap him and sail him far away to sell for ransom or into slavery. They tried to bind him with ropes, but no type of rope could hold him. Dionysus turned into a fierce lion and unleashed a bear onboard, killing those he came into contact with. Those who jumped off the ship were mercifully turned into dolphins. The only survivor was the helmsman, Acoetes, who recognized the god and tried to stop his sailors from the start. In a similar story, Dionysus desired to sail from Icaria to Naxos. He then hired a Tyrrhenian pirate ship. But when the god was on board, they sailed not to Naxos but to Asia, intending to sell him as a slave. So Dionysus turned the mast and oars into snakes, and filled the vessel with ivy and the sound of flutes so that the sailors went mad and, leaping into the sea, were turned into dolphins. Once, Dionysus found his old school master, Silenus, missing. The old man had been drinking, and had wandered away drunk, and was found by some peasants, who carried him to their king, Midas. Midas recognized him, and treated him hospitably, entertaining him for ten days and nights with politeness, while Silenus entertained Midas and his friends with stories and songs. On the eleventh day, he brought Silenus back to Dionysus. Dionysus offered Midas his choice of whatever reward he wanted. Midas asked that whatever he might touch should be changed into gold. Dionysus consented, though was sorry that he had not made a better choice. Midas rejoiced in his new power, which he hastened to put to the test. He touched and turned to gold an oak twig and a stone. Overjoyed, as soon as he got home, he ordered the servants to set a feast on the table. Then he found that his bread, meat, daughter and wine turned to gold. Upset, Midas strove to divest himself of his power (the Midas Touch); he hated the gift he had coveted. He prayed to Dionysus, begging to be delivered from starvation. Dionysus heard and consented; he told Midas to wash in the river Pactolus. He did so, and when he touched the waters the power passed into them, and the river sands changed into gold. When Dionysus was invited late to the Mount Olympus, it was Hestia who graciously offered him her golden chair to prevent any conflict or embarrassment. Hestia was a goddess known for her warmth and kindness. When King Lycurgus of Thrace heard that Dionysus was in his kingdom, he imprisoned all the followers of Dionysus; the god fled, taking refuge with Thetis, and sent a drought which stirred the people into revolt. Dionysus then made King Lycurgus insane, having him slice his own son into pieces with an axe, thinking he was a patch of ivy, a plant holy to Dionysus. An oracle then claimed that the land would stay dry and barren as long as Lycurgus was alive, so his people had him drawn and quartered; with Lycurgus dead, Dionysus lifted the curse. A better-known story is that of his descent to Hades to rescue his mother Semele, whom he placed among the stars. He made the ascent from a reputedly bottomless pool on the coast of the Argolid near the prehistoric site of Lerna. He was guided by Prosymnus or Polymnus, who requested, as his reward, to be Dionysus' lover. Prosymnus died before Dionysus could honor his pledge, so in order to satisfy Prosymnus' shade, Dionysus fashioned a phallus from an olive branch and sat on it at Prosymnus' tomb. A pederastic myth of the god involves his eromenos, Ampelos, a beautiful satyr youth whom he loved dearly. According to Nonnus, Ampelos was killed close by the river Pactolus, riding a bull maddened by the sting of Ate's gadfly, as foreseen by his lover. The Fates granted Ampelos a second life as a vine, from which Dionysus squeezed the first wine. War: Before the Coup of Cronus: Dionysus had morphed easily into the Roman pantheon, and his rites were still practiced long past when many of the gods' rites had fallen into disuse. Perhaps it was the call to abandon morality and limits and indulge that just appealed to human nature. As Christianity spread and self-pleasure became an evil, D found it supremely ironic that the leaders of that religion lived more by his rites than the rites of the religion they claimed to devote their lives too. But among the gods, his presence, his wine, and the ecstasy he engendered were still welcome releases. During the Coup: He sided with his father. There was no love lost between him and the other side. Hera had tried to kill him and hated his influence on his father, Ares's and Eris brought discord and pain and suffering which, while the mortals still drank to escape, it was without the joy he liked in his worship. The extent of his role, I would be open to discussing. He could certainly induce madness in the other side. Mortal: Name: Samual Davis (although he goes by Voodoo among his friends and on Stage) Date of Birth: 8/15/1985 Birthplace: Istanbul Biography: Sam was born to an American woman, Sarah Davis, and a Turkish man, Adem Baig, while his mother was doing research for her doctorate in Turkey. She found herself pregnant after only a few weeks in the country, and had him before returning to UCLA to write her dissertation and graduate. She never married his father, and his father only played a minor role in his life since he stayed in Turkey while mother and child returned to the US. After finishing her PhD, his mother took a job at UCBerkley teaching gender studies and Turkish. Growing up in the permissive atmosphere of UC Berkley to an extremely liberal mother, Samual (named for his maternal grandfather), began exploring and questioning conventional wisdom young. Devilishly hansom, he decided to take time upon finishing high school to see what the world had to offer. His mother wasn't thrilled, but she understood the need to find himself. He embarked on a life of partying and high-risk behavior, feeling like he really had found himself. And while his mother worried that he was falling into the trap of the young to feel as though they were immortal, for some reason, he really, truly felt that way. After a year of drugs and partying, he decided one night to dance in an amateur all-male-review. To his surprise, he was not only good at it (all right, he wasn't all that surprised), but the women went wild! A talent scout saw him, and signed him on the spot, and he began touring with the company putting on the show. He has since starred in several pornographic movies, and dances in clubs for both men and women, happily bisexual and enjoying life. Why are they in Athens now? The company he works for has brought the review to Athens for a series of shows in one of the new clubs opening there. The ones who do well, might well stay.... Present location where they are staying Athens: The Plaka, of course, dancing and living there both! All characters should have dreams or feelings that there is something about their past. What has your character dreamed or felt and thought of it? Two things, really. First, no matter how 'deviant' his behavior is, it feels right to him. Something that used to bother him, but he has since pushed aside. And 2) Dreams. He has very explicit sexual dreams of things that make even him blush, but he also has dreams of people, friends, places he's never seen. Part of the reason he was excited to take the job in Athens was that a surprising number of these dreams seemed to be set here and he half hoped that coming here would pop the dreams like soap-bubbles. On his/her journal: Διόνυσος Disclaimer This journal is part of a game, and not affiliated with the Grecian gods and goddesses in any way. This is for entertainment/gaming purposes only. 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