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Ability activated: Ost
Ost: Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger,
Save for the long road, the rest of the area suddenly elevated, giving the gods a good view of your arrival. You slowly press on the pedal and make the cruise You really need to figure out how to get that thing under control. While driving your Sausage Mobile, you feel the eyes of all gods, staring. After all, you really doubt they know music past anything in 17th century, or even before that. You doubt if they knew what a printing press was.
Then you realize how else were they supposed to see you if you were driving? Then a great idea came forth. You materialized a rock and placed it on the pedal and taped the steering wheel. From sheer luck and your own prowess you stood at the top of the weiner and began open your arms, and waited for some kind of applause. All you got was disgusted looks and the gods talking amongst themselves with disgusted sneers and disinterest. At least that big titty egpytian god was nice to you, maybe you can hang out with her?
“Presenting, Arpanet, the Goddess of Internet. Pantheon of Internet.”
The golem’s voice announced your arrival officially, but no one seemed to care. Some were actually pointing and laughing at you now. Well you do know why, but riding some fake golden chariot pulled by some horses wasn’t your style. You are Arpanet, Goddess of Internet. Hoarder of Memes. Harbinger of joy and knowledge. It would be a disservice if you try to appease them all by being a generic loser. They can keep on laughing… you’ll be fine.
The music stopped, well that’s that. Then you see a figure say something. You think something funny and ridiculing since they started to laugh. You materialize a monocular and see a toga wearing faggot with leaf around his head and staff that has a pinecone, not to mention being insanely drunk. Oh yeah, he’s Dio-
Note to self: Never do car surfing on a car that’s probably going 150mph. Because now you were ass over tea kettle and you’re sure the car struck Dionysus. Holy shit did you just kill an Olympian? It can’t be, he’s a god. You can’t kill a god, but you’re a god too! Shit shit shit! You try to stand up but your body doesn’t respond, and everywhere was just painful… again. Your eyes widened at the glimpse of O.M. Mobile in flames. Dionysus soon got up, made fun of you and your car, called you what basically equals to a retarded kid, then walked away while the gods laughed at you.
“Jackass…” You mutter weakly.
You eventually find the strength to get up. But by then everyone went back to partying, and your pajama was torn again. But at least your backpack was safe. Eventually you get up and had another conundrum.What now?
>Find a place to rest and wait for the party to be over
>Explore the party area, (choose where: arena, armory, garden, stable)
>Check out the gods, you might as well try (choose which pantheon you want to check out)
>Go home. Fuck this and fuck that.
