iolaus_dw: (iolaus herc conversation)
"You can't seriously be thinking about it!" exclaimed Iolaus, incredulous.

"She may have a point," replied Hercules grimly.

"An ulterior motive, you mean! I've seen the way she looks at you. It's like watching the Numean Lion all over again, toying with you before it tried to rip your head off."

"Can you think of a better way to stop Xerxes?"

"We stop him the way we've always stopped the bad guys. Together!"

"Xerxes is different," Hercules reminded him. "He's a dead murderer who's been transformed into some kind of demon. A demon with twice my strength."

"Because of her!" said Iolaus in frustration. "She said it herself. Xerxes escaped from her domain. A place more terrifying than Tartarus! What kind of person rules over a place like that?" He demanded. "I'll tell you who. The kind of person who appears to you looking like Serena, the wife you lost, knowing what it will do to you. The kind of person who's trying to tempt you with more power than any one person should possess. Even her name says it! Sin! And that's exactly what she's trying to get out of you."

"I don't have a choice. Xerxes has to be stopped before more innocent people die."

"There's always a choice. Isn't that what you're always saying?"

"Not this time."
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1. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
2. Whats your philosophy on life?
3. Would you have my back in a fight?
4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
5. What is your favorite memory of us?
6. Would you give me a kidney?
7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
9. Can we get together and make a cake?
10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?
11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
12. Do you think I'm a good person?
13. Would you drive across country with me?
14. Do you think I'm attractive?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
18. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
iolaus_dw: (iolaus pensive)
When you're a warrior, revenge is more than a creed; it's your duty to your brothers in arms. Let no wrong or foul deed go unpunished and, most important of all, never let murder go unavenged.

The thing about revenge, though, is that it can eat you alive. It's a burning hatred that never dies. The embers may cool but they never go out, waiting for the perfect opportunity to fan them into flame. Like any fire that burns to long, the heat of revenge warps and twists everything around it. Turning a valiant warrior into a murderer himself. Or turning an innocent child wronged by fate into a woman bent on making everyone and everything in her path pay for what was done to her. Revenge often doesn't stop with punishment of the guilty. It goes on to consume everything in its path, like the raging fire of hatred that spawned it. Just look at Callisto. She's the perfect example of the horrors that can be done to innocents in the name of revenge. Living for revenge is what twisted her into becoming exactly the sort of warlord she'd grown up hating. It made her worse.

Don't get me wrong; I'm just as human as the next guy. And yeah, there are times when I let my emotions get the better of me and I long for revenge. But I don't hang onto it. I won't let it turn me into a murderer or a criminal. Believe it or not, that's the one valuable thing I learned from Callisto. Revenge warps you. It isn't justice, it doesn't make you feel better, and it never, ever brings back the dead.
iolaus_dw: (iolaus mishot standing forest)
1.22.1 – What does heaven mean to you.

It means being dead, and being dead means no more fishing trips or monsters to fight with my best buddy, no festivals with beautiful women or ale or food. No fun at all. But being dead isn't supposed to be fun, is it?

Don't get me wrong! Being in the Light is a whole lot better than the alternative. And who can complain about living in eternal bliss? Heaven is like living in a perfect white Light, free of pain and hunger and all the other torments of a physical body. There's so much more beyond our world than what we're allowed to see in our short lives on earth. If you could see just a fraction of it, it would take your breath away. The Light is perfect contentment. Perfect and eternal peace.

Did I mention no monsters to fight? Or beautiful women?

And no Hercules.

Bliss isn't all it's cracked up to be when you don't have the people and things that you love to share it with.
iolaus_dw: (iolaus hercules)
Title: All Fall Down
Character Name: Iolaus
Origin: Hercules the Legendary Journeys
Prompt: August 2006 prompt: Avalanche
Word Count: 992
Character’s LJ: [livejournal.com profile] iolaus_lj
Rating: G

All Fall Down )
iolaus_dw: (iolaus skeptical)
Something is following you. Everywhere. No matter where you go, it's there. What is it? What will you do?

Setting By Example )
iolaus_dw: (iolaus mishot standing forest)
Do you see that village over there? It looks the same as any other, doesn't it? The houses made of wood and clay, maybe a bit of straw thrown in; the stable; a forge; a bit of a market place where farmers and tradesmen can sell their wares. There's probably a well in what serves as the main square; more of a meeting place than a watering hole. It's where all the good gossip can be had. Oh yeah, and there's a tavern. No village worth its salt would be without one.

Now look at the people. Look hard. What do you see? Nothing special? Well, let me tell you what I see. I see men and women and children struggling to survive. Some of them have a harder time of it than others but nothing is handed to them. Nothing is free. Everything they own, every piece of bread on their tables to the clothes on their backs, is earned by hard and honest work. Tear down their homes and they'll only rebuild. Burn their crops and they'll resow their fields. Take their lives and others will rise in their place.

If anyone asks you to define the Spirit of Man, don't look at the warriors or the priests or the nobles. Look at these simple people, leading their day to day lives in a dangerous world. Surviving whatever nature or the gods throw their way.
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Who knew that repairing and sanding floorboards could hurt more than fighting a hydra?

Iolaus had been on his knees most of the day, hard at work on the flooring to the derelict building that would house Herculaneum. Almost a third of the surface had to be replaced with new wood, which required measuring, cutting, fitting, then more sanding until not a single threat of splinters remained. The sun had already set by the time he looked up from his work and realized it was too dark to continue.

It wasn't until he started walking back to the hotel that he began to understand exactly how stiff and sore he was. He'd used muscles today he hadn't used in a long while (especially his bruised knees). His chest ached as bruised ribs only recently healed protested a day's worth of stretching and bending with little respite.

Reaching the door to his room, he fumbled the key from his belt pouch. Gods, he was tired! And he'd glady fight a dozen hydras for a long hot soak inthe bathing tub.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to stand a bit straighter as he opened the door. No sense worrying Gabrielle.
iolaus_dw: (iolaus hercules)
What is the single most precious thing you've ever given away?

My life. In my line of work the risk of death is always a possibility. When you're a warrior in the heat of battle, you pledge your sword and your life to the cause you're fighting for. When you're a hero dedicated to helping others, your life belongs to them. That's what Hercules does every single day. He risks himself for others, facing almost impossible odds without hesitation or regret. How can I do any less?

Did you ever wonder who protects Hercules? No one, right? You're wondering why he would need protection. He's the son of Zeus! Half god, half mortal, with the strength of 20 men. He can take care of himself. But even the mighty Hercules needs someone to watch his back. That someone's me. I might not have any special powers or amazing strength, but I'm quick on my feet and I know how to fight. And I'd gladly die so that Hercules could live.

In fact, I have died trying to protect him. More than once. How could I do any less when I know he'd do the same for me? My life isn't important. The world won't miss Iolaus of Thebes. But it would miss Hercules and the great good he has yet to do.
iolaus_dw: (iolaus herc laughing)
You. Your friends. Maybe your enemies. In a movie. What kind of movie? Tell us about it.

Well, let me see. I think it would start with someone speaking over lots of scenes of our hero. Something that shows the kind of man he really is. Not just a hero fighting monsters and all, but compassionate and understanding. Maybe it could go something like this:

This is the story of a time long ago. A time of myth and legend. When the ancient gods were petty and cruel and plagued mankind with suffering.

Only one man dared to challenge their power. Hercules!

Hercules possessed a strength the world had never seen. A strength surpassed only by the power of his heart. He journeyed the earth battling the minions of his wicked stepmother Hera, the all-powerful Queen of the Gods. But wherever there was evil, wherever an innocent would suffer, there would be...

Hercules!


The way I see it, the movie would be a heroic epic about the greatest hero Greece has ever known. No, the greatest hero the world has ever known! Hercules! It will be full of action and adventure, and maybe a little bit of humor thrown in. And I'd be in it too, right where I belong – at Herc's side, fighting off monsters and warlords and anything else that Hera tries to throw our way.

You know, it's really too big a story for just one movie. I mean, we're talking about Hercules here! No way you can fit that into two hours! What do you think about doing a bunch of little movies? You know, so we can tell the whole story?
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BEEEEEEEP

*pause*

Hullo? Is this thing on?

*longer pause*

Um, yeah. This is Iolaus. Leave me a message, okay? I'll get back to you . . . just as soon as I figure how to work this thing.

Thanks.

BEEEEEP
iolaus_dw: (iolaus hercules)
Who's the best teacher you ever had, and what did they teach you?

You know that old saying, "Be careful what you say because the gods might be listening?" I once told someone that I couldn't imagine what the world would be like without Hercules in it. Then I found out first hand when that bitch Callisto went back in time to murder Alcmene and her unborn son; to murder Hercules before he'd ever been born.

How can I describe what the world became without its greatest champion and bravest heart? How can I find the words to make you understand the horror and death that followed in the wake of what Callisto had done? Without Hercules, there was no one strong enough to challenge the gods or defend the weak and innocent against the monsters and warlords. What I saw was a terrible future of despair and darkness.

No thanks to the gods, I found a way to put things right. With the Chronos Stone, I was able to go back a second time and save Alcmene and her boy from Callisto's fireball.

That's what a life with Hercules has taught me. From his example, I've learned to never give up, no matter how desperate or hopeless the situation seems to be. There are so many things in this world worth fighting for. Even dying for.

See what I mean? I think like him. I want to be like him. In every sense of the word, Hercules has made me the man I am today. Am I a hero? If I am, it's only because of his faith in me.
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"If you don't mind," said Iolaus conversationally as he politely tapped the brawny shoulder. "I believe the lady said she wants to be left alone."

"Buzz off, Shorty," growled the bully, "A'fore I really cut ya down ter size!"

"No, really," continued Iolaus, as if the ruffian hadn't spoken at all. "I think she's serious." He turned to the quaking woman. "You're serious, right? You'd really like him to go somewhere far away, wouldn't you?"

Eyes wide with fear, she vigorously nodded her head then cried out in pain as her uninvited guest clamped a meaty hand on her slender wrist.

"She's stayin' here," he snarled. "And we're gonna have us a good time." Black piggy eyes in a broad skulled face glowered at Iolaus. "Now get lost!"

Iolaus sighed and sadly shook his head. "I did try," he apologized a fraction of a second before he slammed the heel of his hand in the bully's nose, knocking him backward off the bench and onto the floor. Filling the gap by interposing himself between the roaring giant and the fair maiden, Iolaus lashed out with his feet in a blur of motion.

"WhooooooooHAHH!!" Snap-KICK! Left foot to the chin then quick spin and, Snap-KICK!! Right foot to the chest!

The bully fell onto his back like a felled tree and skidded across the floor. He slammed head-first into the far wall and went limp, blood trickling from his broken nose.

Iolaus dusted his hands on the seat of his leather trousers. "If only you'd listened," he admonished his unconscious opponent. Turning with a bright smile to the grateful maiden, he said, "Now then. Could I treat you to lunch?"
iolaus_dw: (iolaus sword)
Life's hard enough for us mortals without a bunch of gods sticking their noses into our business. But we're just playthings to them; game pieces to move around at their slightest whim.

That bitch Hera's the worst of all. The so-called Queen of the Gods. She's the goddess of the family, do you believe that? What a laugh! Yeah, and I'm the King of Corinth! You tell me, what guardian of the family would kill three innocent kids and their mother with a fireball, just to get back at their father and husband? That's exactly what Hera did. When she couldn't kill Hercules, she destroyed his family instead. All because her husband, Zeus, can't keep his lightning bolts in his pants.

Well, to Hades with Hera! You hear that, you bitch? We're going to stop your priests and anyone else who murders innocents in your name. That's a promise!

If you pick a fight with Hercules, then you pick one with me, too.

RPG Note

Jun. 5th, 2006 09:40 am
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Mun Note: Just wanted to mention that Iolaus is a member of both [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse (a fic writing community with some RP on the side) and [livejournal.com profile] hearts_andminds, a new RPG.

Just to keep plotlines straight and easier to follow, the Iolaus in [livejournal.com profile] hearts_andminds will follow show canon as much as possible and will have no knowledge of events from [livejournal.com profile] theatrical_muse game play. In theory, TM events would take place after those in [livejournal.com profile] hearts_andminds.
iolaus_dw: (iolaus laughing)
Iolaus would like to give a great big THANK YOU!!! to the kind and generous soul who gifted his LJ with 6 months of paid time! He is very touched and wonderfully surprised!

*meanwhile, mun races off to find more Iolaus icony goodness!*
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