Poseidon

Mortel, Poséidon de la mer vous demande de le peindre comme une de vos françaises

What started as a lengthy and romantic stroll along the beach was abruptly startled and interrupted by the god of the seas himself, Poseidon!

Poseidon has requested you dismiss your bonny lass at once and proceed to fulfill the great and noble honor of conveying his beauty to that of the artistic expression.

That's right, you've been hand picked and tasked with painting Poseidon like one of your French girls, portrait styles! Unbeknownst to Poseidon however, you dropped out of art school to pursue a short lived career in extreme mountain unicycling.

The wrath of Poseidon, should you fail to impress will surely bring catastrophic flooding amongst the city. Tidal waves charged with electrical current shall surge with energy, bolts of blue and green plasma arcing towards passer-bys lucky enough to have missed the initial wave.

No pressure...

To no surprise you've already accepted defeat, increased your home and contents insurance policy and began to flee the city while an outraged Poseidon sit's alongside laughing menacingly at the soon to come regret of giving up before the first brush stroke had even reached the paper.

He would have given you the benefit of the doubt had you given it a proper try. Now run mortal, before Poseidons waves come crashing down!