[Espy]

Inspired by a certain Café Mots, Funk and I decided to make a hangout here dedicated to everyone's inner muse of good music, poetry, and stories.

In mythology, Muses "are the goddesses who inspire the creation of literature and the arts", but in the general definition, means a creative genius that anyone can possess.

With that said...-gestures grandly in the direction of the stage mics-

[Funkduder]

1) Follow the Trisphian Rules and Guidelines (It's so obvious that words may be wasted to even mention that they're posted somewhere on the website). If you break any of them, you shall be forever known as a "foul slanderer of heaven and earth" and will be shunned on some random blacklist.

[Espy]

the muses--


Calliope____________Epic poetry_________________Writing tablet

Clio_______________History_____________________Scrolls

Erato______________Love poetry_________________Cithara

Euterpe____________Song and Elegiac poetry______Aulos

Melpomene_________Tragedy____________________Tragic mask

Polyhymnia________Hymns______________________Veil

Terpsichore________Dance_______________________Lyre

Thalia_____________Comedy_____________________Comic mask

Urania____________Astronomy___________________Globe and compass

[Funkduder]

REserved for Author info?

[Espy]

Reserved for more stuff. Funk, that post of yours is prob gonna be contests and events.

[Funkduder]

Reserved for alien contests and wild events

[Espy]

I meant post 4. And this should be good for the last reserve...unless you want to take one more.

[Funkduder]

Reserved for reservations....

[Espy]

AND, OPEN.

Post away, peeps; gonna get my posts actually set up >.>

[DarkForbidden-Love]

*Steals first post*

[Espy]

...Wow, that was fast XD

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Hehe~ I was watching for it to open...

[Spirit of the Party]

I, the spirit, call upon to you a quest:
to reword reality, for it is one we protest,
our lives are wavering. Our courage has been shaken
our mothers now fleeing, and ourdaughters forsaken
so I call upon to you, the muses of lore.
Rebuild our world. Make suff'ring nevermore.

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Moi intersante, Oracle. I just wish my muse was working right now.

[Spirit of the Party]

The Oracle goes off into an exotic dance, her eyes can't help but turn into whites that glow and inn your mind you hear,

"You shall go south, to the land of the sea.
Through life and death, it shall beckon thee
But soft, were you to answer the call
The living and dead shall both rise and fall"

She then falls, prostrate in front of a pedastal on the ground. There is evidence that a statue once stood there.

[Espy]

Blargh, banners are hard to make when I haven't got Photoshop.

And Funkie, suffering is eternal >.>