What kind of question is that? The answer is no I do not. As far as I know, the spell only put snakes on my head. And I’m wearing a robe. As useful as it probably would be to have a snake come out of my robe for sneak attacks, the only ones I have are the ones you see.
Because the only reason I DO is because I’m fighting this wretched curse! As long as I’m cursed, my beauty is a mere facade!
Palutena petrified herself in order to allow the Chaos Kin to take her soul into the Chaos Vortex. That’s cheating. I will tip my snakes to the foul creature though…it nearly managed to destroy a goddess, something that’s beyond even my power.
To be honest, it’s a little hazy. I recall there being some incident involving an eggplant, three slabs of deep-fried Belunka ribs and a Specknose, but the rest I can’t really recall.
I mean, I expected the fact that I’ve returned to be met with actual hostility, perhaps even some surprise rather than mere irritation. Then again, you never were one to get worked up about much of anything. Or perhaps it was because the angel would do that for you.
But yes, I am here, ‘as it seems’ to be the case. And no, I put myself back together. I am still a Goddess, you know.
You couldn’t get me a truly loyal servant. You couldn’t defeat Pit. You have no sense of loyalty to anyone, being a goddess that delights in trickery, and now you’re going to cower behind Palutena until she no longer serves your purposes.
I could not give less of a “fuck” as you say, about you.
Reapers bring souls to the Underworld to prevent them from drifting to the abandoned city of souls. They are a necessary part of the Celestial balance. The cannot ‘quit,’ as you say. If they do not work, they will be made to do so, or punished…severely. If you’re referring to the Great Reaper, he’s just getting a fat head from gorging on souls. He thinks himself the leader of the Reapers now or something, even though Thanatos, and thus by extension myself or Hades, are the real authority.