Realistic or Modern Chronicles of Olympus IC

[Peepa]

EPILOGUE --- ❜ The Arrival ❛
location: Olympus Academy - Main Hall

The gates of Olympus Academy stood tall and imposing, opening to a realm where divine and mortal converged. As the demigod students stepped onto the hallowed grounds, a palpable sense of wonder enveloped them. The air crackled with anticipation, echoing the untold stories that awaited.

The scene unfolded beneath a canopy of twinkling stars, the moon casting a gentle glow over the courtyard. As the students arrived one by one, the atmosphere shifted from reverence to an easygoing ambiance—a casual celebration befitting the start of an extraordinary journey.

The courtyard, adorned with celestial decorations, hosted various stations for the students to explore at their leisure. A celestial bonfire flickered, casting a gentle warmth, and a banquet of ambrosial treats awaited those eager to indulge.

In the heart of the assembly, an automation servant, crafted with divine precision, stood as both a guardian and guide. Adorned in shimmering robes, it greeted each demigod with a bow, its voice a harmonious blend of warmth and reverence. "Welcome, esteemed demigods, to the fabled Olympus Academy. Your odyssey begins here."

The automation servant, ever watchful, guided demigods to the heart of the academy—an ethereal hall where the echoes of prophecies whispered through the air. As they traversed the majestic corridors, demigods were given glimpses of the academy's vast chambers, each pulsating with the energy of ancient knowledge and divine history.

Within the assembly hall, the demigods find themselves at liberty to engage with anything or anyone around them. The expansive space offers a variety of opportunities for interaction, providing a dynamic backdrop for the unfolding events.

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[Peepa]

FRANKIE

Location: Olympus Academy -- Main Hall
Interaction: Open

Decked out in her casual streetwear, Headphones on ears subtly reverberating on the open halls, Frankie's hazel eyes sparkled with curiosity. The staff of Hermes symbol on her upper arm subtly proclaimed her divine lineage, a connection to the stories that had fueled her childhood dreams.

Frankie approached the celestial bonfire, the warmth radiating through the night air. A playful grin adorned her face as she scanned her surroundings, her bunny-toothed smile captivating to anyone who caught her gaze. She was here for a good time, ready to embrace the cosmic camaraderie and divine destiny. As she strolled through the celestial playground, Frankie's eyes met the automation servant.

With curiosity lighting up her hazel eyes, Frankie couldn't resist the allure of the enigmatic automaton stationed nearby. She walked up, her skateboard by her side, she slid her headphones down while offering a casual smile.

"Hey there," she greeted. "Mind giving me the lowdown on this whole celestial gathering? What's Olympus Academy all about?"

The automaton, precise and crafted, responded with a bow. Its voice held a blend of warmth and respect. "Greetings, esteemed demigod. Olympus Academy is a realm where mortals and the divine converge. Feel free to explore, build connections, and uncover the mysteries that lie ahead."

Frankie's interest was piqued. "Mysteries, huh? Any favorite spots or hidden corners you'd recommend? I'm open to suggestions."

The automaton inclined its head, gesturing subtly. "Venture toward the celestial corridors, where echoes of prophecies reside. There, you may discover the ancient history of Olympus."
Frankie nodded in acknowledgment. "Sounds like a plan," she said with a grin.

Casual curiosity fueled Frankie as she doubled to the automaton, skateboard in hand. With an easygoing grin, she glanced at the metallic companion. "Oh and, by the way" she started, tapping her skateboard against her leg. "Quick question: any chance I can roll with this bad boy in the halls? I promise I won't scratch the divine floors or anything."

The automaton considered for a moment then responded with a nod. "Demigod, you may traverse the halls with your skateboard, as long as it brings no harm to the academy's sanctity."
Frankie's grin widened. "Awesome! Thanks, metal buddy." With that, putting her headphones back on, she hopped onto her skateboard.

She pondered when the rest would make their entrance. She mused to herself, weaving effortlessly on the divine floors, the wheels humming beneath her as she rolled down the celestial corridors, merging the mortal and divine with each effortless glide.

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