𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏 #𝟏 : all bark, no bite ! ( @conquerstarters )
Elio is already prepared when the texts eventually arrive, having heard about them from various sources. This is what got everyone spooked? Cowards.
ANONYMOUS: What’s your favorite scary movie?
ELIO: The Cabin in the Woods. Have you seen it?
ANONYMOUS: If you were the deity you’re connected to, what would you change about their history?
ELIO: What wouldn’t I change? The Gods are more fucked up than any person I know. Less blaming others for their own mistakes would be nice.
ANONYMOUS: What’s been your hardest mission so far?
ELIO: That one with the three Aphrodite kids if you know what I mean.
ANONYMOUS: Would you give up your own life to ensure that the others survive?
ELIO: LOL Probably, but it would be an accident if it happened. I prefer not to die, you know?
ANONYMOUS: Do you sleep alone at night? have you ever checked under your bed?
ELIO: I regularly check under my bed. That’s where my happy sock is. Are you flirting? Because you’re not giving off any hot vibes so far.
ANONYMOUS: I hear things are coming out of the mirrors now. do you dare to say bloody mary’s name three times in front of one?
ELIO: No way. I don’t fuck with that shit. Not since I found out monsters are real.
ANONYMOUS: A shovel, a chainsaw, or a lamp?
ELIO: Lamp.
ANONYMOUS: Where did you get that shirt? i think i want to add it to my collection, but i’m a different size than you are.
ELIO: Your mom gave it to me after we were done rolling around her bed.
ANONYMOUS: No one is going to believe you, are you ready for all of them to think you’re crazy?
ELIO: Envious assholes always think you’re crazy. Are you one of them?
ANONYMOUS: If i end up destroying your cabin, which one are you going to move to?
ELIO: LOL Easy with the Apollo hate crimes, man. But, I mean, I did need an excuse to crash in the Aphrodite cabin anyway.
ANONYMOUS: Don’t trust those closest to you. one of them had to give me your number after all.
ELIO: One of my brothers wrote it on the toilet door with the message ‘Call for a good time‘, so you know.
it’s as she waves goodbye to a table full of her aphrodite siblings — readying herself for a day of lounging by the lake — that her phone begins to buzz frantically in her pocket. she’s half expecting something ridiculous from one of her sisters, or an offer for archery practice. little does she know . . .
ANONYMOUS : what’s your favorite scary movie ?
OPHELIA : who’s this ? i don’t have this number saved
ANONYMOUS : what’s your favorite scary movie ?
OPHELIA : ignore my question much ?
ANONYMOUS : what’s your favorite scary movie ?
OPHELIA : oh my gods
OPHELIA : you’re really not going to tell me ?
OPHELIA : if this is another hermes prank i’m telling mr d
ANONYMOUS : what’s your favorite scary movie ?
OPHELIA : it’s i know what you did last summer
OPHELIA : because of freddie and ryan
OPHELIA : can i get your name now ?
the anonymous texter marks a pause, the three little dots disappearing as ophelia settles down by canoe lake. so, without a second thought, she places her phone screen down by her side, eyes shutting as she lifts her face slightly to catch the sun’s rays. in a manner that’s almost disrespectful, her phone buzzes again, right as she’s settled into a comfortable position.
ANONYMOUS : if you were the deity you’re connected to, what would you change about their history ?
OPHELIA : ok seriously, who is this ?
ANONYMOUS : if you were the deity you’re connected to, what would you change about their history ?
OPHELIA : this is such a fucked up prank i hope you know this
ANONYMOUS : if you were the deity you’re connected to, what would you change about their history ?
her thumb presses down on her phone’s lock button. this isn’t something she wants to delve into without knowing who’s on the other end. especially when these are feelings she’s still sorting through herself, day after day. and though she’s the one to mark a pause and put a pin in this back and forth, the person on the other end is quick to remind her who’s leading this particular dance.
ANONYMOUS : if you were the deity you’re connected to, what would you change about their history ?
OPHELIA : usually when someone doesn’t text back it’s that they don’t want to reply to what you’ve just sent them
ANONYMOUS : if you were the deity you’re connected to, what would you change about their history ?
OPHELIA : i wouldn’t have left
OPHELIA : i would’ve claimed myself earlier
OPHELIA : i know she had her reasons, but it sucked
OPHELIA : that good enough for you ? you got any more questions ?
ANONYMOUS : what’s been your hardest mission so far ?
OPHELIA : i haven’t been a part of a quest yet, if that’s what you’re asking
ANONYMOUS : would you give up your own life to ensure that the others survive ?
OPHELIA : gods, are all of your questions going to be such downers ?
OPHELIA : but yes, i probably would
OPHELIA : that’s kind of what we do around here
another pause and, for a minute, ophelia almost breathes out a sigh of relief, convinced this bizarre back-and-forth has been cut short. but no, that’d be too easy.
ANONYMOUS : do you sleep alone at night ? have you ever checked under your bed ?
OPHELIA : are these going to get creepier by the second ?
OPHELIA : i sleep in the same cabin as all my aphrodite brothers and sisters, so i feel perfectly safe
ANONYMOUS : i hear things are coming out of the mirrors now. do you dare to say bloody mary’s name three times in front of one ?
OPHELIA : we’ve collectively fought worse than a ghost, but no
ANONYMOUS : a shovel, a chainsaw, or a lamp ?
OPHELIA : depends on the activity, you’re not being specific enough
ANONYMOUS : a shovel, a chainsaw, or a lamp ?
OPHELIA : a lamp
ANONYMOUS : where did you get that shirt ? i think i want to add it to my collection, but i’m a different size than you are.
her head jerks up, eyes darting from camper to camper in her surroundings. the texter has to be around if they’ve noticed her shirt, right ? and judging by the overall eccentricity of the messages, she should be looking for a giggly camper, glued to their phone and all-too-enthralled by their ongoing prank.
OPHELIA : again, seriously, who is this ?
ANONYMOUS : where did you get that shirt ? i think i want to add it to my collection, but i’m a different size than you are.
OPHELIA : a store in the city
OPHELIA : i didn’t keep the tag, it kept digging into my back
ANONYMOUS : no one is going to believe you, are you ready for all of them to think you’re crazy ?
OPHELIA : no offense but we all at some point found out we’re demigods and monsters are real, it’s going to take a lot more to make me seem crazy
though the pride and confidence laced in her godly mother’s ichor flows through her own veins, part of ophelia’s heart aches at the idea, at the memories of her difference. she’s worked harder than most to rid herself of the doubts that have plagued her since childhood and yet here they are again, fished from the depths of her soul by a single message. before darkness has the time to begin to swallow her whole, her phone buzzes again ( and this time, she’s almost afraid to look ).
ANONYMOUS : if i end up destroying your cabin, which one are you going to move to ?
OPHELIA : oh so this is a hermes and hephaestus collab prank !
OPHELIA : again, it depends
OPHELIA : artemis or ares if i want to feel safe
OPHELIA : athena, nike or hecate if i want to get you back
ANONYMOUS : don’t trust those closest to you. one of them had to give me your number after all.
OPHELIA : oooh, spooky !
OPHELIA : i can’t wait to find out which one of you this is