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Percy Jackson RP!!!!
Percy Jackson RP!!!! Who wants to do won with me??????? PLEASE :)
submitted by ZB <3 percy+potter:)
(December 15, 2010 - 9:03 pm)
(December 15, 2010 - 9:03 pm)
Wait another minute! I just realized something! What if Rick Riordan or his publisher or something sues us if we do print the book? Admins, would that be possible? Or we could just print it for us and family and friends, so we wouldn't be in all that legal junk. But Admins, could they maybe sue us? Or we could say, "Based on the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series, written by Rick Riordan."
I'm pretty sure you could get in trouble if you publish anything with characters created by someone else. To be sure, you'd need to contact the publisher of Percy Jackson.
Admin
(March 27, 2011 - 1:13 pm)
Can we finish the RP?? Please!! But anyway! Publishing doesn't sound like a great idea but I don't think it would be bad if we printed it out. And the prologue is a great idea.
(March 28, 2011 - 8:50 am)
//Jenifer//
Gosh. I hate being fainted. Okay, here's the thing. I was sitting down, in a kind of comfy chair, when all of a sudden, all around me, my life fears went flashing by. Dentists, Needles, Bees, Snails, Rollercoasters, Everything that I hated and feared the most went flashing right around me. I screamed, wanting to die right there to get it over with. I was wet, soaking wet, my hair turned to snakes and started biting at my neck. Clowns shoved up right in my face and I had to kick them away, kicking and screaming until I thought I would burst, and suddenly it was all over. White. Done. Silent, still. I thought I was really dead. "He-Hello?" I yelled. "HELLO?!?!?" I screamed. I was hot, burning hot. I cast into flames, but was still alive. I was sweating, my arms were burned. My friends, family, everyone I knew was around. "Why did you do it Jen?" "Why?" "What'd you do that for?" "Nice one Jen. Always knew you would mess this up." I screamed, then I saw him. Zeus. The only person I lived to feel his praise. Just to hear him say, "Good job Jenifer." Or, "Thanks." Just that single word. "Thanks." I've been on tons of quests to save his sorry butt and he hasn't ever said "Thanks." I was furious. I hated this. I wanted to get out, wake up, anything. But no. I was stuck in the black hole of my deepest nightmares. And I was scared.
(March 28, 2011 - 8:11 pm)
Sam—
I walkedout of the bathroom in a white bathrobe and dried my hair with a towel. Nelland Sam sat bored on the bed flipping through the TV channels. Sam’s face wasread and blotchy but she was making an effort to be strong. After I had changedI plopped down next to them. Nell shut off the TV and sighed. “What peoplewatch these days…” She trailed off and looked around absentmindedly. “What doyou think we should do next?” I asked. Tray looked up as if she wanted to saysomething. Then suddenly I heard a scream. It filled the room. I looked at Jennifer.She was in a sort of spasm. Her arms hit the sides of the bed and her face wasfull of fear. Her eyes were wide open but they weren’t seeing anything. Shescreamed louder. Jennifer’s legs moved in a running movement. Then she slappedat her neck as if trying to get rid of something. Then she went silent. Theroom was quiet. We silently walked to where Jennifer lay. I bent over her andlooked at her face. It was still contorted in fear but her eyes had closed. Suddenlyher fist popped out and hit me square in the nose. A fiery pain ran up my body.I clutched my bleeding nose and I felt a warm moisture flowing onto my hands. “Monster.I hate you.” Jennifer hissed through clenched teeth. She went silent again andSam and Nell were quiet looking at her confused. Was Jennifer going mad?
(March 29, 2011 - 11:13 am)
//Jenifer//
All around me, Zeus was criticising me. And I was't making it up! It was things that he actually said, and not too nice, I could tell you that. I fell to the ground, and he hovered over me. "Jenifer. You do know that Nick completed his quest! Nick did every thing I could every ask for. Nick is my favorite child. I'm sorry that you were ever even born, waste of space, you are." He sneered at me, bragging about his obvious favorite child. "Monster! I-I hate you!" I punched up and hit him square in the nose. His face turned tomato red and he disappeared in flames. Then it was my mother. "Mom?" I asked, close to tears. "Oh, Jen! How I have missed you so. Ever since you went to that camp, it's been hard for us, Jen. Oh, look at how tall you are! I like what you've been doing with your hair." "Mom. It's called 'Living in the Wilderness for Months'." She laughed. That beautiful, sweet, bountiful laugh that I would never hear again because she's gone. All because of him. "Oh sweetie, don't think of your father that way. He is a lovely man." I snorted. "Now, you'll make it through this. Just remember, don't drink the water." With these last words, she floated away, her voice fading, just like she did when she died. "Mom! Mother! Don't leave me, not again!" But she was gone. That was when I woke up, though only for a while. I didn't know who any of these freaks were, where I was, or what I was doing here. "Wh-? Don't, don't touch me!! GET AWAY FROM ME!!" I screamed and kicked the random freaks away from me. "Too many! TOO MANY!!!!!"
(March 29, 2011 - 6:47 pm)
I know this doesn't have to do with the RP but I've been wondering what ZB stands for?
Sam—
DuringJennifer’s silent period, Sam and Nell helped me with my nose.
“AH!” Igasped and yelped in pain as Nell touched it. “Can you feel your nose?” Sheasked. “Who do you think I am? I feel—“ She gave me a look that said to stop soI answered: “No.”, in an upset voice. “It’s broken.” She declared. I stared atNell. My nose was broken. Oh great. “Wow! Jen broke your nose!” She exclaimed.I glared at her. Nell went to her bag and rummaged through it. After that shecame back with a bandage and wrapped it around my numb nose. I must’ve lookedlike an idiot. Tray laughed and Nell hid a smile. I glared harder. “Nell, get thisoff me right now!” “Nope.” I crossed my arms and turned back to Jen. Her facewas red and tears ran from her eyes. The small white pillow was covered intears. The others turned around to watch her. “Mom?” Jennifer’s voice was awhisper almost barely audible. More tears flowed from her eyes. “I think weshould wake her up…” I said. Nell and Tray nodded. “I’ll get water.” Traywalked into the bathroom and came back with three cups of water. Each of ustook one. This was such a stupid idea. What would we do about the wet bed? “Ithink we should take her to the bathtub.” Nell decided. We took Jen’s arms anddragged her into the bathroom and set her in the tub. “1-2-3!” On three we threwthe water on Jen. Her blue pajamas were soaking wet. Moments later her eyesopened slightly. Then she let out a blood-curdling scream and flew up. Igrabbed a towel and wrapped it around Jennifer. She sat stock-still and staredat the wall blankly. After a while we decided that she should get out of her Pajamasso we changed her into a T-shirt and flannel pants. She lay down on the bed andfell asleep instantly. Now the question was where was Jason?
(March 30, 2011 - 10:18 am)
@Elizabeth: No, I was trying to type a capital 'B', but instead of shift I hit 'Z' so ZB just stuck. ;)
//Jenifer//
I stared blankly at the wall. I was freezing cold and sitting in the bathtub while one of the freaks was pacing in front of me. "Where's Jason? Where could he be?" I have no idea who 'he' is, probably one of the other freaks. "Wh-Where Ma?" She stopped pacing, looked at me. "Who?!" "WHERE MA?!?!" I screamed, now crying. I rocked back and forth, crying harder now. "Uh, Sam! Nell! Get over here, like now!" Footsteps thudded along the floor and two other freaks came in. "What are you doing here? Get away from me! Get!" I screamed.
(March 30, 2011 - 6:52 pm)
Haha!
Sam—
Thiswasn’t good. Jennifer had gone into another of her fits. Everyone was quiet andwatched her flailing around. She screamed louder. Soon, I believed that themanager would come up. “Guys, try to calm her. Let me see if I can get an Irismessage started.” I needed water but the only place was the sink or thebathtub. The whole bathroom was basically taken, so I walked out into thebedroom. I then noticed the small stove, coffee machine and mini sink. Closingmy eyes, I tried to summon water I felt tired and sleepy but it wasn’t working.I couldn’t… Then I remembered the shell around my neck and took it out. Istared at it and wish that water would come then I opened it and a giant forceshot out knocking me backwards. Water spurted out of the sink and startedgetting onto the floor. I forced the shell shut and the water stopped running.I rummaged through my pocket and found a golden Dracma (that’s what they’re calledright?). I threw it into the water and a mist appeared above the pool. “CampHalfblood, Chiron!” I demanded.
The mistshimmered and I suddenly saw Chiron’s face. The connection was good so that Icould make out his face and surroundings. He was in the Big House sitting byhimself. “GUYS I GOT IT!!” I yelled. Nell and Tray came running in. Chironlooked up bewildered. “Sam! Tray! Nell! What’s wrong? We haven’t heard from youin weeks!” He exclaimed. Suddenly his forehead creased. “Where are Jennifer andJason?” We looked at each other. “Jason, well he got mad and decided to put offsome steam and well, Jennifer… That’s why we’re talking right now.” Nellexplained. Chiron’s eyes widened. “What’s wrong?” He asked nervously. Tray toldhim the circumstances. Chiron thought quietly for a moment. “Go in and checkher. I have a theory but… hmm…” I ran into the bathroom while Nell and Traygave him a summary of what had happened. I looked at Jennifer’s calm body. Ilooked at her legs and arms and then I found it. Behind her ear was a smallscar. It was hardly visible but a green substance had collected at the side. Iran back into the bedroom.
“Behindher ear! There’s a green thing around it. I don’t know.” The others looked atme in shock. Then we turned to Chiron. “What is it?” We asked in unison. “Poison.An old Greek poison…” “But she should be dead by now!” Tray declared. Chironshook his head. “No. This is well, an ancient poison. I haven’t heard of it incenturies. It spreads slowly giving the person a slow and torturing death.” Wewere silent. “How do we get rid of it?” I peeped. “Very few know how. But, I surprisinglydo. You need the scale of a dragon.” Tray, Nell and I stared at him. “Are yousaying we need a dragon scale? Where are we supposed to get a dragon?” Idemanded. “Well, you must think. I do not think we have much more time. So, Ishall tell you the most important. Get a lotus flower petal and that can cureit temporarily but only for a day. Find them. And beware, make good choices.”The mist shimmered and we lost the connection. Suddenly Jason came in with ared face and slightly messed up hair.
“What haveI missed?” He demanded.
(March 31, 2011 - 7:32 am)
Tray-
Okay, this was ockward. But since Jason was my boyfriend, Nell and Sam dicided I should tell him. "Umm, a lot?" I tried. His red face and messy hair showed that he was still mad about my problem, but I thought it looked really cute. "What?" He demanded. Nell and Sam walked into the bathroom leaving me alone. "Well...." I told him the whole story from start to finish. At the end he looked a lot angrier than before. Which was really bad. "Look, Tray, I know this is all fine and good, but, well, I don't think I'm fit for this quest." He started. "What?" I was clearly confused. Though in the back of my mind I knew where this was leading. "Well, I've dicided that I'm going back to Camp Half-Blood. I don't want to do this anymore. To many things have gone wrong, and I, I'm done. And, since I'm going back-" "You're breaking up with me." I finished the sentince sadly. "Nothing personal, but I just can't do it anymore. It would drive me crazy." He was sincear, so, I knew, that was it. "Fine, but just don't do anything to stupid." I muttered shyly. He kissed me. "Like that?" He asked. "Bye Jason." "Bye." With that he was gone. I didn't think I'd ever see him again, but, oh well. I knew that things like that didn't last. Especialy now with me. I would only truly die the third time a person kills me. That was to much for Jason. I got it. I sat on the couch. Sam came in. "Hey, where's Jason?" She asked. "Gone." I muttered. "Whadya mean?" She asked bouncing onto the bed next to me. "He said it was all to much so he left." She looked oconfused. "Wait, does that mean......" She trailed off. I nodded. "Yup." Tears came out, and I began to cry. She tried to confert me. "It's okay." She muttered in her calming motherly voice. That was the thing about Sam, she was like a mother in any personal situation.
Interesting huh? I thought that would be a twist! !:D!
(March 31, 2011 - 4:15 pm)
Oh la la! Drama, love... OH LA LA!! Me likey!! ;)
Sam—
I strokedTray’s spiky hair and her head fell into my lap. She cried harder. “I-I wishthis’d never happened! Jason he- he would’ve stayed…” She exclaimed through chokingtears. “It’ll be OK. He might change his mind or someone else may come along.You need someone who’s good for you. He may just not be good enough.” I keptstroking Tray’s hair. She sobbed and sobbed. “I-I’m worthless. Everyone hatesme!” Tray’s grey eyes looked up at me. “It’s true…” She said more to herselfthan me. “Tray, no one hates you.” I felt like I was talking to a two year oldbut oh well. Love hurts. Tray sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her face was pinkish.Her eyes had turned a coal black color, full of hate. “I’ll show him! We-Wewill save Jennifer and get the relic! We’ll come back in glory! I’ll show him…He-He will regret what he did to me!” She exclaimed. Tray’s voice was hard andcold. She stood up and stared at me. “We need lotus flowers and money!” Thiswould’ve sounded crazy to any normal person but I stood up right away andrushed over to Nell. She’d covered Jennifer in a blanket and was flippingthrough a magazine. “Nell, can you stay here? Tray and I are going to get lotusflowers.” Nell nodded. “Sure, but do you have any idea where to get them?” “Yep!”Tray said before I could answer. I looked at her weirdly and she just staredback as if to say: Trust me. We left the room and walked down the stairs. A manwas sitting at the reception desk and looked up at us bored. “What can I do foryou?” He asked dully. “Is there a flower shop anywhere?” I asked. “Oh, for aloved one perhaps. May I ask who?” I glared at him taking note that I’d getback at him somehow. He got the message and looked on the small computerscreen. “Lincoln Avenue. Second building on the right.” Tray and I thanked himand ran out into the busy street.
(April 1, 2011 - 6:57 am)
OMG this is just too exciting. I am truely flabbergasted.
//Jenifer//
I shivered and rocked in my tub. My tub. That's all I've come to know. My tub. Anyhoo, there were noises in the other room. And I don't like noises. I hate noises, actually. So I screamed. "WHAZOOOO!!!" I yelled. That got their attention. The noises stopped. Two freaks left to go someplace else. One freak was in the other room, playing with a rectangle and staring at a box. Ugh. More noises. "WHAZAAAAAA!!!" I yelled. Yay. Noises gone. Now heavy breathing. Gosh, do these freaks ever stop making noises? "AHHHHHH!!!" Finally, they stopped. FINALLY. The freak came in now. Gosh, just leave me alone! The back of my ear itched. Weird. I got an idea. To make the noises stop, you just have to destroy the source of the noise. "Hehehe," I muttered. The freak stepped back a bit. Funny. I picked up a bar of soap, threw it at her.
(April 1, 2011 - 10:31 pm)
Tray has long black hair. With a diagonally cut bang, it's not spikey. You're thinking of Thalia Grace.
Tray-
I was so mad at Jason I was going to explode. We walked into the flower store. I was mad at all the couples here buying flowes. I wouldn't do that in the first place, but it was still weird.
OMG I'm sorry my post was so short, but I have MAJOR writer's block! I can't think of anything which is ironic because I just posted major drama. Weird 101! (Hahahahaha ;) But really, I need some ideas, I'm stuck.
(April 2, 2011 - 12:27 am)
Thank You
Nick//
I surveyed the flower store from behind a street corner. Jason and Tray had just walked in. I knew that they would lead me to Jen. (Does Nick already have a permanent weapon? If not, here's one.) I snapped my fingers and the small paperclip hooked onto my belt jumped to my hand, lengthening as it did. As I strode towards the store, my weapon continued to grow, until in no time I held a 7-foot-tall spear, its head curled wickedly. Pushing an elderly couple out of my way, I slammed the head of my spear into the ground, and a bolt of lightning shot to the ground, pieces of wood, flowers and glass flying everywhere as the store exploded.
Is this okay?
(April 2, 2011 - 12:43 pm)
Great Nick!
(April 2, 2011 - 1:52 pm)
That was great Nick! But it's Sam and Tray not Jason and Tray. Jason left out of anger! Would you mind making a small profile of Nick? (I like to know how people look and stuff, it gives me a bigger range of adjective use.)
Sorry, Sam!!! I got very confused! I'll have to look at your profile again! Sorry!!
Sam—
Tray and I went to the counter and bought the flowers. Just as we were about to leave, a giant force hit us and the store exploded. People screamed and ran around in total chaos. Tray and I looked at each other. I grabbed my knife and she unsheathed her sword. Small fires were surrounding the building. I concentrated on the water. Suddenly water rushed from every corner into the store, dousing the small fires. I looked around and noticed a boy standing amidst the flames. His features reminded me of someone. Nick. He’d followed us here. “Tray,” I hissed. She looked at me. “It’s him, Nick. He’s looking for Jen.” Tray looked to where he stood. “Sam! We have to lead him away! Run, now!” We dashed throughthe chaos. I looked behind me and noticed Nick’s tall figure following us. A spear glinted in the afternoon sun. “Where should we go?” I asked Tray as we ran through the streets. Suddenly she turned a corner and we ran into a Hilton hotel and dashed inside. We ran past the information desk and up to the escalator. “Tray, I’m not going in that thing!” “Of course you are.” She pulled me in and pressed all the buttons like a toddler does. “What the…” “Now he won’t know which floor we’re going to.” Suddenly I grasped the logic of this plan and waited for the elevator to get to the top floor. I twirled my knife around. Finally a bell dinged and we rushed out. Tray stopped dead in her tracks. “We’re stuck!” she exclaimed. “Nope. Follow me.” We ran to the end of the hall until I found what I was looking for. A green door with a sign ONLY FOR EMPLOYEES was on the door. We somehow managed to unlock it. Then we ran in and shut the door. Just as I had expected there was a stairway going to the roof. We dashed up it and stood still.“What do we do now?” I asked. Tray looked down from the building and her face turned a pale tinge. “Jump.” Before I could think about it Tray grabbed my hand and we jumped to the next building. I felt my stomach turn over and wind pounded through my ears. Then I felt ground under me and Tray and I crumpled to the ground. I breathed hard and looked at Tray. Her long black hair surrounded her head. “And now . . .” I said through deep breaths . . . “We continue.” Tray finished.
PS: @ Sam-- I hope this gives you a few ideas!!
(April 3, 2011 - 9:48 am)