Fandom Of Gods and Man (Percy Jackson)

[Drumonkey]

Dru Meadows


Arriving at camp @Trundle


Dru was taking the semiconductor route to CHB enjoying the scenery and the solitude although he was secretly worried Dru was a child of Hermes so he didn't worry all that much about getting attacked let alone attacked by something he couldn't handle but he always worried that when he was alone he would be forgotten or that people would start to wonder why they hung out with him. In short he was more than a little worried people would leave.


While he was thinking he suddenly stopped because he realized his senses were telling him that something in his surroundings was off. He looked around quickly before he touched his belt buckle causing one of his knives to appear then he slowly advanced towards the area he got a strange feeling from, coming to a small sort of clearing where a white haired person stood near a motorcycle. Dru stopped and let a knife drop to his side "wait why do you have a motorcycle here?"

 

[LillianMuffin]

Natalia Evermost & Rena Westly


- Near Camp Half Blood -> Camp Half Blood Entrance


"Are you sure we're going the right way..?"


Rena asked with a small frown on her face as she held her arms wrapped around her friend's neck and torso. They had been walking for hours, to the point Natalia had to carry her life-long friend bridal style in search of some place called 'Camp Half Blood'. The both of them had gotten the memo from some guy with goat legs... Which was still weird. He said they were half bloods or something? But since he was caught up with something else he just outright told them where to find it.


"Absolutely! We're almost there... I mean i'm sure." Natalia rather confidently stated.


"We'll probably be there in a few more minutes... Well he did say to look for a gate with the name of the camp on it so it shouldn't be that hard!"


Another ten minutes of walking, and the exhausted girls found it...


"Finally..." Rena sighed.


They both collapsed from exhaustion, just outside.

 

[Bishop The Corgi]

Lakota Ahote & Jayden Grey


Location: Unknown


Scenario: Daily Visit


Lakota walked steadily forward across the rickety bridge that separated the small divide in the earth... Until Jayden decided to close the divide in the earth and send Lakota stumbling forward as the earth moved. He steadied himself as Jayden smiled widely and walked over to Lakota "Yo! I saw you heading this way an' decided to follow you!" Jayden said as Lakota dusted himself off. "Whatever." Lakota continued walking in silence for about 7 seconds until Jayden spoke up again "So... Why you travelin' out here today, dawg?" "Visiting... Jason's out at some Presidential meeting so I took over today's visit." "Das cool, yo." They walked for a little longer, Jayden interjecting every few seconds until they came across a small little cabin in the middle of the woods. Lakota walked over and knocked on the door. "Hey... It's Lakota." The Native said through the door and the sound of a door unlocking sounded out. He opened the door to a nice looking living room where two people were sitting. A boy about Lakota's age with feathers in his white hair was sitting in a chair while a Asian girl sat opposite him in a couch, her face had cracks in it after seeing Jayden was following Lakota. "Sorry about this heyoka." Lakota said pointing at Jayden who immediately responded "heywhata?" "Heyoka... It means clown... Anyways. Jason's out today so it's just me... And Jayden." Lakota walked in and sat dow on one of the girls chairs "You can portal him out of here anytime, Eden." "Aw Hell Naw Dawg! I wanna see this press conference thingy!" Lakota rolled his eyes and picked up the Tv remote and turned on the Press Conference just as the first Labyrinth Gates emerged from the ground. "That can't be good." Lakota said as he watched monsters start pouring out of the gates and charge towards Capitol Hill.


@Alterius


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Reale Artillero & Allie Maze


Location: Capitol Hill


Scenario: Fight Time


Reale watched as Jason took off and just looked at each other, getting the message they were sending to each other: 'Showoff'. Allie hurried forward while Reale turned to the President "Sorry about the whole slash thing Mr. President. And sorry in advance for any... Accidental destruction of the Mall." Reale said as she hurried after Allie who had already materialized her Bow. "What do we got Al?" Reale asked as she slipped on her pillbox hat as news drones began to fly in to cover the battle. "Five gates, one of them is huge. We can take out four of them to slow down the flow a bit." Allie responded as she finished stringing up her Bow. "So the usual... Ok Allie. Let's go shopping."


To say people were surprised when Artillery cannons appeared out of thin air would be an understatement. The second they spawn there were murmurs, shrieks, cheers, and jaws dropping. Reale judged the distance and snapped her fingers and let out a volley at the two left side gates. When they hit the ground it erupted in two giant plumes of dirt, stone bricks, and gold dust. Bullseye.


Allie on the other hand had notched her arrow as millions of people watching, questioned what this girl would be able to do with a measly arrow. She drew the arrow and held her breath as purple energy began rapidly surging around the arrow. She quickly drew the arrow back further than she should've be able and fired straight into the sky. The arrow flew over the first gate before stopping midair and discharging the void energy swirling around it. Purple rods shot Down at both gates sending up the same plume as Reale, a perfect shot.


Both girls looked at each other as the dust plume settled to reveal what looked to be four collapsed gates in large but not to deep craters. "You're such a show off!" Reale said as Allie hopped onto Zoul who had materialized next to her. "Me?! You summoned large artillery cannons that would make Russia pop a huge one!" The two girls laughed before getting serious. They smiled before Allie charged off to join her ex-boyfriend in combat.


Reale sighed as she was left standing close by the Capitol building as a few monsters skirted around Jason and Allie and made their way towards Reale. She glanced around taking in numbers and stats all before taking in a deep breath. A few feet on both side of her two turrets spawned and immediately took aim and fired on the monsters that got too close. Reale staggered slightly, she'd never tried automated weaponry before and judging by her sudden lack of energy, she probably wouldn't be doing it in the future. She steadied herself and watched as some monsters moved out of range of the turrets or were even getting ready to jump over them, like Hell Reale would let that happen. She snapped her fingers and a multitude of rifles stuck barrel down in the dirt appeared before her. "Time too get to work girl." She said as she raised the first rifle and fired.


Allie rode Zoul down below Jason who was flying on Nautilus and jumped off her canine companion as he kept into combat, dragging monsters into shadows to become his chew toys. Allie on the other hand landed with a roll and pulled her MMA Gloves from the shadows, ready for a fight. A group of Lastrygonians immediately charged her. She ran and jumped, planting her heel on the front Lastrygonian's face and kicked off as her boots activated, sending a purple tinted bullet of Imperial Hold onto the monsters skull, it was dust before she touched the ground. She smiled 'they still work Max.' She thought as the other two Lastrygonians came at her. She dodged under them and came up and clenched her fist as one of the Lastrygonian's shadows shot up through its owners own skull after solidifying. The last one, who was staring blankly at what had happened to his friend got a face full of gun boot and disintegrated like his brothers. Allie looked up to the sky. "Jason! GET YOUR BLACK @SS DOWN HERE AND HELP ME!" She shouted before turning back towards the horde of monsters charging towards her.


@Alterius


@Everyone at Camp


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Max Dysek


Location: Camp Half-Bloof


Scenario: Gotta go fast!


Max upon seeing the first gate open up in the National Mall turned to run out of the auditorium, somewhat following Axel's plan, but not before quickly hugging Alec, and rushed to find the person he was looking for. And luckily enough, Max found her quite quickly. He ran to the strawberry fields and saw Rosaria staring at some kid in the fields. "Rosy! No time for Small chat!" He shouted at her "Jason's in trouble! D.C. Capitol Hill. Monster Siege! Let's Go! Should only take 2 seconds at Mach 7!" Max kicked up into the air, ready to follow her, but he had to add an extra incentive that he knew she couldn't resist. "I'll Race Yah!" He yelled before starting to move towards D.C hoping Rosaria was kicking off to follow him.


@Alterius


@Alstromeria

 

[Chayliel]

Axel to the reksue!


Location: the forest/ Capitol Hill after wards.


Scenario: Beware for time to be slowed my kiddies.


Axel revved his motorcycle's engine. It roared to life, almost literally. What used to look like a regular, sleek black Ninja, was now opening up into an old fashioned 'time machine'. Purple lights were shooting out of the underbelly and through the cracks of the metal plates. There were pieces that looked like they were literally floating off of the bike. But hey, it was surprisingly comfortable for Axel. Then Dru came to him. "Listen kid. I've gotta go save an old friend of mine. You might know him as Barr- well you would call him, Mr. President. So hear is the deal. I can only take myself on my motorcycle. I will take you to Chiron. The horse in charge of Camp Half-Blood. I'll leave a note for you on your forehead. We'll meet once I get back." Axel smirked to Dru, being his usual cocky self. He revved his engine and he literally picked up Dru by the collar. That's when he closed his eyes. Oh boy he loved messing with time... *Sarcasm!* When he opened his eyes, his face was pure white. His eyes were red and his face had red cracks in it. He sped off to the amphitheater with Dru in his hand. He wasn't going to get off his motorcycle just to drop someone off, so he drove into the camp and got out right at the front of the amphitheater. He stopped his bike but kept it running. He literally carried Dru to Chiron's feet and plopped him there, beginning to write a note that read, "Dear Horse. This is a new Half-Blood. Happy Birthday! I have to save the President for you cats. Oh BTW. I stopped time. Cool right? Sincerely, Your Favorite Camper for 23 Years, Axel." When Axel was done, he stuck the paper to Dru's face. Before leaving, he drew hearts in the border of the paper. Axel always had to show some lovin' to Horse. He then walked back out of the amphitheater and hopped on his motorcycle. He revved the engine and was off to D.C. It wouldn't take him too long, actually a matter of seconds really. Well to the rest of the world it would be seconds. Axel himself? Minutes. Whenever Axel did this, he always sang the Star Wars theme song with low pitched, 'Dun dun dun, dun du dun dun dun dun... Etc' because it looked like he was going hyper speed. He dodged cars and other obstacles, but he was having a good time. He stopped at a gas station and took some cookies from the shelf and left a five on the counter. He returned to singing and driving soon afterwards.


By the time he finished the cookies, he had arrived at the White House. His face reverted to normal and he stopped his motorcycle, which then turned back into the newer fashioned bike. He grabbed a microphone and spoke into it, "Hi. I'm Axel. I actually know the president. We met a few decades ago. But I'm just one of the few reinforcements on their way." He left the microphone butbturned himself around immediately. "By the by. I can control time. That's why I got here in just a few seconds. Now get your butts to safety." He put the microphone back and followed Allie and Zoul on his motorcycle. He yelled out her name and put up his hand to tell her he was there, of course after he winked to her. I mean come on, what did you expect? He pulled out his scythe from his pocket, showing no sign it was ever in there, but he left the handles of his bike to the open and he was ready to slice at all the monsters. He never bother to learn any of their names, he just killed them. He leaped off of his motorcycle and brought down the pain on a chimera. Scythe right through the neck. Decapitated and now dust. He continued to swing his scythe around and slice enemies up, resembling something of a tornado. His temporal power was slightly drained, so he had to fight in real time. Which was really slow. And boring to him. The few enemies that had come up to him were now dust and he waited for more to come at him as they circled around him, like every fight scene in every movie ever. As things of various races charged after him, he simply side stepped and sliced them up, slowly regaining his temporal powers so he could do some crazy cool things later.


(The pig has been flooped kids. Top that)

 

[StarrySkyofLostSouls]

While the people at the Capitol Hill were watching, there were few that were panicking, and panicking led to fear, and that gave a certain someone a chance to manipulate the emotions of those panicking into pure fear, which may or may not of attracted the attention of the monsters, the figure grinned a tiny bit as as soaked in the fear they felt before making her leave, she had other things to do... Other people to feed off of, more monsters to make appear. The figure vanished into thin air, without a single trace.


Poppy Roberts


Location: Physis Cabin


Scenario: Something bad is coming...





Poppy paused for a moment as the pet bone snake wasn't the only thing she felt moving. She focused on the the ground below her, she could currently feel the new kids just before the gate, but something was coming in fast... Coming fast towards the barrier on the western side... She had a bad feeling that whatever it was, it wasn't alone and would be trying something that only happened once before. "Hector.. We need to get to Chiron and my brother... Something is coming.. And Aster will be able to see what it is.. And Chiron needs to know we all might be in danger..."





@explosiveKitten, @Alterius,

 

[Alstromeria]

KILLROY


Location: Strawberry fields


Situation: A fight.


Killroy didn't expect to wait for long to learn this girl's name. And he was right, a kid ran past, calling her Rosey. Killroy's eyes followed him as he ran past, then glanced at Grumby. "No Grumby, that was a camper, not a punk ass bitch. Jayziss, clean it up bruh." Killroy picked up his shield from where it was on the ground, strapping it to his arm with a sigh. He didn't expect to fight so soon. Yes, it was something he was good at, yes, it was basically a way of life for him, but it didn't mean he had to like it. Grumby, on the other hand, was elated at the prospect. And since everyone in camp seemed to be headed for the fight, he guessed he'd have to help out as well. Oh well. He'd have to come back to his nap later. "Well Rosey." Killroy exclaimed, "Apparently it's time to kill some things. I take it that's something you're good at?" He'd just plod along behind Rosey, she seemed to know what she was doing. Killroy spun Grumby overhanded in the air and caught his half-hatchet by the hilt. "Let's get started. You lead."





@Alterius


MARCELLUS


Location: National mall


Situation: Blood to be spilt


There was conflict here. Someone wanted control over this area. That meant a struggle. And a struggle meant power. The air was thick with it. Standing at the top of the washington monument and watching the comversation between the president and the demigods was getting boring. Marcy wanted blood. And it was coming, he was sure of it. His first guess was that the public would riot and kill a few of the demigods, but things never picked up. Humans were a pretty placid species.


There. There it was. The labyrinth gates. A smirk crossed Marcellus' face. He figured that was the way monsters would show up, especially with the mist gone. His grin faded a bit as four of them were immediately closed by two demigods. Now THOSE would be some worthy oponents. But that would be suicide right now. Not the best option. Nor an honorable death. His dark eyes skirted the battlefield, looking for a target. Dracaena? No. Alot of them, but too small. Kampi? Ehh. Been there, done that. Amphisbaena? Getting closer. A warlike spark kindled behind his eyes when he saw the giants. Lastrygonians. Perfect.


One of the demigods who had taken out the gates killed all of the last group, so he had to be quick. He slid down the side of the washington monument, sword grating against the stone. "YEEEEEE UHH!" A barbaric shout tore itself from his throat as he charged towards the front of the fight.


The turrets. Marcellus saw launchpads. Grabbing onto the back of the turret, Marcy swung his legs up on top. He ran along the barrel, and jumped off the tip, away from the line of fire of course. He rolled to the ground in front of one of the lastrygonians who were coming up on the demigod who had just called for help. The giant swung its club in a hard overhead blow, which Marcy promptly sidestepped, pulling up his shield in case of further retaliation. The club smashed into the ground, scattering bits of concrete and dirt everywhere. There was reprocussion, the club swept left, but glanced off the shield. "GrrAHH" Marcy bellowed, darting to the side while the giant was off balance and slashing his sword across its hamstring. The lastrygonian fell to one knee, Marcy promptly smacked him in the face with his shield, once, twice, and a third time with the edge in a viscious arc. The giant went crosseyed as it began to topple, and Marcellus' sword slashed across his stomach with a spin, blood dripping in rivlets down his legs. The giant fell to one side, clutching at his stomach with a hand that didn't really do much but keep his intestines from spilling out. Marcy switched his hold on the sword, using both hands to plunge it downward into the giant's chest, then out again. "I don't know who Jason is," Marcy said, eyes alight with battle and a slight and serious scowl on his face, flicking the blood from his sword, "But I guess I'll have to do for now." These people were demigods, like him. They were strong, like him. Marcellus figured it'd be worth a few moments of his time to fight alongside them. The other giants had taken notice of him, so he spun his sword, hoding it above his head with the arm with his shield on it in a challenging beckon as they began to advance.


@Bishop The Corgi


@Everyone in the national mall

 

[Midnight Peace]

Location: Just outside of camp half-blood, not yet able to see it


Situation: great googly moogly it's all gone to shit


Janum stiffly moved on in the woods, paranoia enveloping him.


Under normal circumstances, one would not simply walk into a forest completely alone under the direction of someone they just met. But Janum was fairly sure that she saw her materialize towards and away from him, and he was quite tired of his family life. He had nothing else that he wanted to stay with. Friendless, failing school, and a bastard of a father. There was nothing he had to cling to.


He figured even if he'd died, he wouldn't mind in the end. At least he has a chance at something better if there was something in this direction instead of just endless forest...


Just then, he heard something behind him. He stops, his eyes growing wide.


Im dead. Im dead.


He shakes. Could it be a bear? A wolf? Oh shit, a mountain lion?


He looks over his shoulder, expecting some massive, carnivorous, mammalian forest creature to be behind him.


He got much more than he was in for.


Behind him, a few yards back, was a creature with the head of an eagle, and the body of a mountain lion in his mind.


He turns around, backing up as the creature steps closer, cocking it's head side to side and no doubt seizing him up for a meal.


With shaky breaths, he continues to back up, until finally the creature gives chase. He turns tail and starts sprinting at top speed.


"aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"


He was thankful that his brain had a voice center just in tact enough to let him scream. At least someone might hear him. Oh come on, out here?


Im dead

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Campers: Damian Fulton and Alana Jameson


Location: On their way to safety


Situation: Operation...CAT AND MOUSE!





Holy Hera! If they got out of this alive, neither Damian nor Alana would ever complain about anything ever again! And that was saying something, considering the son of Vulcan was dragging an injured leg behind them as a now blind and furious hydra came after them, three heads snapping at them with each chance they got. "Alana, go!" Damian jerked himself away from the blonde. "I'm holding you back. You get to the group. I'm staying behind to give Heat Breath here something to hunt." He growled, eyes bright and furious as he fished into his pocket for a pair of what seemed to be ordinary reading glasses. "YOU CAN'T SEE THAT THING?! HE'S FIFTY FEET TALL AND HISSING!" Alana screamed in outrage. Her best friend was going to die and all he cared about were those stupid glasses! "DAMIAN! LOOK OUT!" One of the beast's heads came down and scooped up the son of Vulcan again, but Damian seemed unphased. He wasn't even trying to move! "THAT'S RIGHT! NUM NUMS, DRAGON BUTT!" To Alana's horror, Damian dove into the beast's open maw, something in his arms. With tears in her eyes, Alana ran for the safety of the other campers. "I can't believe he did that! If he wasn't dead already...!" Tears stung her eyes. "Damian's gone! He was eaten!" She wailed hysterically, throwing herself into the fray of her fellow campers. Meanwhile, the mechanical genius had other plans. Father, hear me now. I need you. He prayed as he slipped further down the beast's throat, trying to hold his breath for as long as he could. The throat was just narrow enough for him to remain inside it and not slip too far into the animal. Closing his eyes, Damian focused. I need to use fire. This bomb might be overkill, but.... suddenly his body started to hear up, and the gastric juices all around him bubbled vigorously. The sound of beeping filled his ears in the complete darkness. His goggles were the only reason he was able to tell where he was. Suddenly,....BOOM! The bomb went off and Damian shot out of the beast's body, flying in a random direction until he landed with a bone crushing thud a hundred feet away. The hydra was done and gone, and Damian lay unmoving among his comrades.

 

[Alterius]

Rosaria Grace


Location: Strawberry Fields


Scenario: It's a bird! It's a plane!! It's gone!!!


Rosaria sighed taking Killroy's hand she shook it firmly before letting him go, "I suppose that's fair, I couldn't handle it myself which is why I'm only headed back there now....too much that could go wrong...and I can't just sit and watch." Rosaria looked at Killroy curiously when he decided that introducing "Grumby" was necessary, then again she had seen odder things so she let it go. Which was good since she likely wouldn't have gotten a logical answer nor would she have had the time to listen when a certain Zeus boy came flying over. All Rosaria needed was to see his expression as he said "Monster" and she was ready to go, glad she kept her twin katar on her she was already in the air when Killroy volunteered his services stopping her before she could really take off. Turning she looked at Killroy apologetically, "Sorry kid, I don't mean to rain on your parade but it sounds a little intense plus it's in D.C. so unless you can survive going pasI'mt the speed of sound you should probably stay here. It's safer plus well...just trust me....Oh and Cover your ears." With that Rosaria turned around and shot into the air disappearing and leaving her jetstream behind. The sonic boom didn't hit untill a few seconds had passed the displaced air pushing everything away before dragging it back.


Meanwhile Rosaria was quickly catching up to Max matching her pace with his once they were neck and neck she looked over at him, "So shall we make a grand entrance or just cut to the chase?" Rosaria looked ahead the National mall coming into view she could see pillars of smoke rising from points of collapsed earth. Monsters were spreading over the Mall in swarms, they were surprisingly organized moving in small clusters and forming what appeared to be a small army. Rosaria eyed the scene, her brow furrowing as the creeping feeling that something wasn't right grew in the back of her mind.


@Chara Angel of Death


(Whew, hope I got everything)

 

[Midnight Peace]

Location: Just about entering camp


Situation: RUN, BITcH! RUUUUUUUN!


The gryphon garbles in confusion as fauna assaults it from every angle, attempting to thrash it's way to freedom once it is wrapped up in a bush.


Janum continues his screaming and running, his legs carrying him as fast as they could, his panicked state not even allowing him to realize the gryphon's state behind him.


The gryphon lets out a screech, clawing around in the bush, twisting his wings out of the thorny restraints until he is freed. He sets off running once again, though he has lost a considerable amount of distance to Janum, not to mention the strange behavior of the trees in the area which seem to be intentionally thwarting him. He keeps running until a... Strawberry field is in sight. He furrows his brows. This is odd, but it gives him easier land to run on.


He gets closer to the edge of the forest, spited on by the sounds of claws snapping the twigs behind him, which fortunately continue to fade in volume...


He pants, his screaming ceasing. He passes the border of the forest, expecting to run into the vast strawberry fields he once saw but being greeted with a completely different landscape one he goes past the final tree...


@Alterius

 

[Alstromeria]

MARCELLUS


Location: National Mall


Situation: FUN


Marcellus narrowly dodged the swing of a battleaxe from another giant, grabbing onto the hilt as it passed. He was carried up around the giant's head, which was quickly seperated from its body and rolling on the ground. Landing with a slight thud, he spun his sword underhand and stuck it through the chest of an advancing Kampi. "If you can bleed, I can kill you," He leered into its face, something that would usually incapacitate a male, but not someone who wasn't seeing clearly with all the stuggle going on. The power, the struggles, the life and death coming and going. "And if you can't bleed, you're allready dead." Marcy pulled his sword out of the Kampi's chest, seeing that there was not alot of big game left to fight. So he settled for fighting alongside the "Jason" for a bit, slaughtering the little fish. "Good fight yea? Good fight!" He grinned to the armored figure. Too much armor for his style, but then again, the Jason probably couldn't do things with his blood. Or wanted to. Speaking of which, 'it's amazing I don't have aids yet' he thought.


The Jason was surprised at the amount of monsters here. "What do you mean? There's not enough!" Marcy laughed, another bash of his shield pushing an enemy back, promply followed by a slash from his sword. "I'm Marcellus," He shouted above the fighting to be heard by the Jason, "Marcy Limitas. And you are The Jason. You fight good." The armored figure had obviously gained the respect from the son of Kratos, and although worded awkwardly, the point came across. At that moment, a venomous roar echoed across the battlefield, one that Marcy had heard before. "Oh lovely, he's here. About time." clearing a space for himself, Marcy spun to Jason and tipped his sword in a salute. "That's an old friend of mine I haven't seen in awhile. I'll take my leave, but I'll see you again, sometime soon, too." With that, Marcy lept over an amphisbaena, cutting it in half, biting the back of his wrist as it writhed in pain until his wrist bled. He dashed towards the area where the roar was heard, the blood in his teeth, and adrenaline in his veins. He'd fought it once, and barely won, it was time for the test of power again. As he came up to it, he began letting his blood drip down his hand to the ground. "Last time we fought to a stalemate, but I got you bud, I got you." Marcy smiled, bashing his sword against his shield. Before him stood a drakon. Pytho, guardian of Omphalos. Marcelus's sword arm twithced in excitement for the upcoming bout of strength as the circle of blood was complete, and the two were locked in comat.