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bettymina princess jellyfish au are you seeing the vision
Vomiting more ideas for The Olympian AU.
Please bear with me.
Percy eventually gets over her feelings of being abandoned and becomes the most cheerful 10 year old in a goth's body. Sure, she wears black and listens to heavy metal and fights monsters. But when she isn't and has her downtime she loves gushing about all the really cool gem facts she knows by heart! She wants to make everybody a gem necklace!
Besides her half brothers Ciarán and Milo, Darrell is her favorite person in camp! (I mean it's Darrell, he's automatically going to be the camp favorite.) Considering he and Earl the Satyr found her and brought her back to camp, (slightly wounded and bleeding in Darrell's case) She's immediately looking up physically and emotionally to him.
Percy is very very worried about Izzy. The redhead is distant towards everybody and almost shakes in fear when she scrapes food into the offering fire at dinner time. Izzy figures one wrong twitch and she could become a pile of ashes the very next day.
Izzy likes Max and Archie but is too afraid to approach them...she figures as a child of Zeus, she's cursed to be alone because no man will ever be appropriate in her father's eyes, (not that she thinks he cares but...) Best not to have her pair of crushes turned into swans or trees or piles of ash.
Izzy feels abandoned. It makes her angry that she has to isolate herself. She also resents her almighty father for leaving her mother with the burden of raising her.
Ophelia targeting her just because she's a child of Zeus. Izzy once exploded on the daughter of Nemesis because she was thought to be better than everyone else. Only to retort how lonely and scared she is. Her green eyes welling with tears as she ran into her cabin to cry her heart out.
Max and Archie finally getting to comfort Izzy during their first quest together. The trio had it rough and aired their grievances. Izzy had the best night sleep she had in a long time.
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"Time is wrecking. I have to find quickly a solution to this... Quantum splitting."
look at this boy LOOK AT THIS BOY !!
(i love my snake boy)
"Hail Persephone Jones, Daughter of Hades, Lord of the Underworld, The Silent One."
Part 2: Swimming Shades
That had been three days ago and the camp had finally died down again from all the excitement. Percy had been moved into Cabin 13, meeting her cabin mates, Milo and Ciarán. She admired the green fire glowing in the brassiere outside the cabin. Inside, heavy metal played from a Bluetooth speaker at a reasonable volume. The bunk beds had been made out of a polished dark wood and silver rivets held them together. The room was overall dark, which is how the boys liked it. The windows and curtains were closed 24/7.
The young girl set down what little she had, her toiletry bag from the camp store, her collection of gems she found around camp in a small box.
Milo nudged his Irish half brother. "We never guessed we'd get a little sister…" Milo tried making small talk. This part wasn't his favorite. Ciarán could already feel the icy distance growing between himself, Milo and Percy.
"Why couldn't he tell me that himself?" She asked, Steel blue eyes flashing with hurt.
"In a way, lass, he did. Ya have to understand that our parents, the gods can't have direct contact with us. It's against ancient laws."
Percy hopped off her bed and went back outside, slamming the door behind her.
"We tried man…"
"Aye."
The youngest demigod was in no mood to be bothered. She was so upset. Being tossed around in the foster system like a ragdoll, used and abused. At least the ones that were greedy, had gotten their dose of Karma. If Percy didn't give you one of her gems willingly, it would be cursed with bad luck to keep it with you. Most times resulting in death.
Then, she thought of the opal skull around her neck. It had randomly appeared while she was in the orphanage one night, she also thought of Bubba. The large hellhound that had managed to find her wherever she was, no matter what state she had been sent to for a foster home.
A pit in her stomach made her feel bad. Hades had tried in what little ways he could to make sure Percy was being cared for.
"You know, I'd never seen a girl as pretty as you around here~" a southern tinged voice purred. To her left, Percy found the Aphrodite cabin, all pink and pristine like a Barbie doll mansion come to life. A young boy with slicked back chocolate colored hair and eyes as blue as the sky was leaning against one of the columns. Percy rolled her eyes.
Only now would she get attention like this. Because she was considered somebody important.
"You know that only now are you interested in saying hi it makes you look shallow."
The boy snorted, standing up and getting close to Percy. Bubba growled at Bo, steaming drool dripping from his jowls. Bo paid the dog no mind.
"Baby doll, you'll have to forgive me. I've been busy."
Percy prayed to the gods for a distraction. She wanted out of this interaction. Luckily, someone answered her prayer.
A shadow hovered over both her and Bo, It was Max. The counselor from the Hermes cabin made himself known as Bo stepped back.
"Hey, Percy. Archie wants you to get fitted for armor for training."
Percy nodded, mouthing a small, thank you, to the blonde and jogging away from the situation towards the Hephaestus forges, Bubba on her heels.
"But Archie don't do fittings." Bo looked up at the blonde. "You're right. He doesn't. But I won't stand for bullying, Bo. I know you."
The southern boy skulked right back into his cabin with his brothers and sisters and closed the door.
At lunchtime, Ciarán, Milo and Percy ate at their designated tables at the pavilion while Bubba gnawed on a large bone on the floor. The pavilion was buzz with talking and laughter. Ellie, the councilor for the Demeter cabin was talking about growing Venus flytraps in the garden on the roof. Darrell was laughing along with his brothers and sisters about almost getting scorched in the lava pit on the rock wall. He had holes in his shirt to show for it. The Apollo kids were harmonizing at their table, with Ava leading. The chatter from the Hermes table was loud as usual being the biggest Cabin, the Dionysus kids were the opposite, talking quietly and some of them even waved to Mr D. Over at the Aphrodite table, Vincent and Lester were looking at Ellie and Ava longingly while Bo was fixing his hair in his sister Maggie's hand mirror because the wind had messed it up again Eden was admiring herself in her own mirror making kissy faces.
Percy finished her food and sat silently. The air was awkward around the Hades kids. There wasn't really anything they had in common besides their parentage but the half brothers figured they should make a genuine effort this time.
"So…..that collection of gems. Where'd you find them?" Milo asked, mindlessly sipping his goblet of Red Bull.
Percy's hand crept to her necklace. "I just have an eye for finding them, I guess. It's always been this way. I find geodes too. They're really pretty. But…"
"But?" Ciaran asked silently.
"My foster parents kept taking them away from me. And while I was at school, I'd be shuffled off to the next set of parents because they had died somehow."
Stunned silence from her brothers.
"I later found out that the gems are cursed. If I don't share them with you, the curse remains."
"So its sharing or theft." Milo nodded.
The little black haired girl returned the nod. Pulling something out of her pocket, she produced two necklaces. One made from glassy obsidian in the shape of a sword, one made from a fire opal in the shape of a blood droplet.
"I asked Archie from the Hephaestus cabin to help me make these for you. They aren't cursed."
The boys exchanged glances and took the respective necklace putting it on.
"Thanks sis, that's really thoughtful of you." Milo reached over the table, ruffling her hair.
Ciarán stared at her as if to say "welcome to the family, sis."
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It must be handy to be a powerful wizard, especially in small everyday situations “If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself !” (little precision: these magic hands don’t have their free will/ don’t have conscience. The Wizard controls them)
Same characters, same situations but different relationships
I wanted to draw King Lothaire interacting with the King in Dead Cells (I think I'll call him Conrad, it fits well as name) but, you know, my brain drifted again X"D