[X] Go on the attack, help try and steal the flag
On the Wings of Victory (A Percy Jackson Quest)
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[X] Play Defence, Patrol near the flag
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- AxeLand
[X] Play Final Defence – Two campers are tasked to stay right on the flag, you are the final barrier.
Low risk off of getting ambushed and beaten easily on our part and high chance to get to fight someone seems like a good idea to me.
Low risk off of getting ambushed and beaten easily on our part and high chance to get to fight someone seems like a good idea to me.
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- Greece
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[x] Play Final Defence – Two campers are tasked to stay right on the flag, you are the final barrier.
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
- Location
- Somewhere
- Pronouns
- They/Them
[X] Play Final Defence – Two campers are tasked to stay right on the flag, you are the final barrier.
We've seen the position get someone Recognized once. Maybe it can happen again?
C'mon Nike your kid is playing a game. This is 100% your territory.
We've seen the position get someone Recognized once. Maybe it can happen again?
C'mon Nike your kid is playing a game. This is 100% your territory.
- Location
- AxeLand
We are a son of Nike?
The name of the quest maybe suggests that, but the dream thing points more towards Gaia.
It's for that reason that I think we'll do best patrolling in the forest.
[X] Play Defence, Patrol near the flag
- Location
- Domino City
[X] Play Defence, Patrol near the flag
- Location
- Night's Plutonian Shore
Can't argue with that logic.
[X] Play Final Defence – Two campers are tasked to stay right on the flag, you are the final barrier.
Granted, I'm ready for the mother to totally not be Nike, and everyone here just go *shockpichachuface*
[X] Border Patrol, be the first line of defence against any attackers who cross the river
We don't need to get claimed ASAP and this guarantees us some combat experience in a way that won't upset people if we screw up, unlike Final defense
We don't need to get claimed ASAP and this guarantees us some combat experience in a way that won't upset people if we screw up, unlike Final defense
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
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- Somewhere
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- They/Them
I doubt Gaia would lower herself to sleeping with a human. Giant Superiority is her whole thing.
Yeah, but it doesn't seem like there is another option we can see other than maybe Demeter
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
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- Somewhere
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- They/Them
Eh idk. Simplest answer is usually the right one, and the simplest answer is that our god mom is in the title.
...Actually maybe our god parent is Hermes? And our "dad" is really our stepdad who our mom told about magic and stuff before she died. It fits the wing stuff.
Also... aren't dreams usually just quest precog visions? I don't think Percy got a dream message from his dad until at least Sea of Monsters. Maybe even later.
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That dream didn't come from nowhere, it was his first time sleeping since he became fully aware of the Mist and such.
Also, it's pretty clearly not a precognitive vision. This largely seems like an agricultural society, but it's a toss up if they're even in the Iron Age. With her showing up in the flesh and all, I think it's likely this is Bronze Age or even Stone Age.
These points together tell me that this is the mc's mom. Which is clearly a Goddess of life and nature, but what's more she is known to her followers as 'The Mother of All'.
The mc's mom doesn't have to be in the Greek pantheon, so there's that as well. Which means this could be Gaia, or some other ancient Goddess of Life.
Either way, that's where I'm at. So I'm not betting on having blessings related to competition, and I'm not even really entertaining the idea that the mc's dad is actually a God and he was just raised by a mortal dad.
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
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- Somewhere
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- They/Them
I don't know anything about Riordan's Norse demigods but I doubt Chiron and Dionysus would've missed a Roman. And he'd have been found by the House of Life if he showed even a hint of their divinity.
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Then what other explanation is there for the dream? The only other thing of significance that happened that same chapter was the interaction with Dionysius. But the mc already got hit by a vision of Maenads and such. Looking at the wiki, 'Mother of All' is right there as a title.
So, what's the alternative? Is it because this quest's primary antagonist is meant to be Gaia? Does that make more sense? Maybe?
- Pronouns
- Male
Nike has wings
CedeTheBees
Probably high right now
- Location
- Somewhere
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- They/Them
I can see it.
If Percy and crew don't exist in this timeline, it falls to another group of half bloods to kick her rocky ass.
A Thunderous Game
- Location
- Australia
You hear the tenth frustrated sigh in about five minutes to the left of you. As for you, you're sitting on a log a few metres away from the flag and you can't help but agree with him.
You didn't think Capture the Flag would be so boring.
It was your first time playing, and you'd just wanted to see how the game was played. Get a gist of what your fellow campers did. So you told Kyle and Amos that you'd help out with the defence and get your bearings. What you forgot when you said that was that Tina doesn't like you and when you went up to her, she said that she had better things to do than. "Cater to some new kid that thinks he can just ruin a whole week of preparation."
Relationship Established – Tina Cossack (-2)
Now you are here, out of sight and out of mind, guarding the flag from anyone that can sneak through the defences. You're the final barrier between your flag and more than half the Cabins of the camp. And judging by the explosions and shouts that echo through the forest, a lot of them are trying to head this way. Alongside you, she's also shafted one of the Ares campers and the two of you have been patrolling the general area for the last thirty minutes until you got bored and decided that the log looked like a comfortable resting spot.
To your surprise you actually remember him. He's the one that spent most of his time scowling at you and anyone in the general vicinity a few days ago when you'd been out on patrol.
From a quick glance at him now as he prowls around a set perimeter, scowling is his default setting. Maybe he's one of those people who was scowling, and the wind changed, now he's stuck scowling forever, incapable of displaying any other emotion for the rest of his life.
Obviously not as he catches you glancing at him and frowns. "What are you looking at?"
You shrug. "Just wondering what you did to end up here as well."
He looks at you for a few seconds before he shrugs. "According to Kyle, I'm a dick, and not a team player. So until I iron out those two weaknesses, I can fuck off to the back for the foreseeable future." He says, attaching air quotes to every sentence before he lets out a snort of derision.
You pictured the towering hulk of the man who was the Ares Cabin Leader and imagined him angry. It was not a pretty sight, and you find yourself grimacing just imagining it.
"What brought that on?"
"Some stupid Apollo kid dropped his sword and almost sheared someone's toes off during patrol last week. I told him if he couldn't hold a sword properly, he could fuck off back to the Camp and go write some poetry while we did the actual work." He tells you. "The Apollo leader got pissed and decided to join the Athena cabin for the week, so Kyle's pissed as well because he might lose Capture the Flag for the first time in a month."
You wonder if it could have been Cash or Reggie that copped his wrath, but you don't remember either carrying a sword so it probably wasn't.
Although, being shouted at by this guy would've been great incentive to stop carrying one in the future.
Because this guy is huge. You hadn't really paid attention to it during Patrol earlier this week, partly because he'd been leaning on the spear that he's now holding in his hands. You like to think you're taller than average, but your head would barely get level with his shoulders. And he's not just tall, he's broad as well, he's a walking lump of muscle that you think could probably weigh about two of you if you had any scales on hand.
"Got a name?" You ask as you hop off the log and start stretching and moving to stay warm in case anything comes soon.
He stops his patrol and glances your way once you start moving before he returns to his regular circuit.
"Sam," He says. "And you're the new kid."
"Hector."
"Well Hector," He says eyeing you up and down. "Are you going to be as useless with those weapons as I expect you to be or are you the second coming of Achilles?"
Either he's trying to piss you off, or he's just blunt as hell and in your limited experience the best way to deal with these people is blunt honesty in return. "Probably useless," You reply cheerily. "Got any tips?"
He mutters something under his breath, probably cursing his luck that he got put with you before he speaks. "If you're new then get yourself a shield." He says. "You're useless enough with a sword and spear, so you may as well have something to stop someone from skewering you in half."
"That happen often?"
He walks up to you and jabs you lightly with his spear, the sharp end digging into your shoulder and you grunt in surprise, and a little bit in pain.
"It's not like we're playing with kids toys here," He tells you. "You fool around you'll get hurt, and if you get hurt it'll probably be nasty. The Apollo kids think they can just heal anything by humming a few notes, so fuckheads like that kid last week are common. But there's no Apollo kids on our team today, so you get hurt you'll be dealing with that shit until someone wins and you can get one of them to take a look at you. You wanted a tip? Get a shield and you might get to keep an arm."
He lifts the spear off your shoulder and lowers it so the head is facing the ground. He then keeps walking while you rub your shoulder through your shirt tenderly.
"Feel like there were about three different ways you could have got your point across." You call out to him as he starts walking his perimeter again.
"Probably," He says. "But you'll remember that one."
You go to say something that you're sure will be snarky in return but before you do a clap of thunder rips through the forest, followed by a thunderous crash as a tree falls to the ground. Your hand goes to your sword and Sam readies his spear, and you turn in the direction of the noise. It felt close, but then you remember that today had been sunny, and you turn to look at the skies. Clouds swirl overhead, the clear blue of only an hour ago now an ominous grey that seems to roll in unnaturally quickly, blackening with each second. Another sound of thunder booms through the nearby area, followed closely by explosions, shouts and at one point your quite certain you hear a scream.
And it's not just overcast now. A drop of rain hits your cheek, and you hold your hand up to the sky as rain begins to hit your palm and drops splatter across your hand.
You glance over at Sam and he has his spear at the ready, dark skin as pale as you think it's capable of.
"I'm guessing this is nothing good?" You ask him and he shakes his head.
"About as bad as fucking possible." He tells you truthfully. "I mean, at this point we should just put our weapons down and walk back to the cabins."
You see his hands shaking, but despite what he tells you he's still standing firm, watching the woods where the thunder came from like a hawk.
"Take it you're not doing that?"
"I know what the smart move is, problem is I'm not a coward." He says. "Also Kyle scares me more, and if he heard I just walked away I'd never hear the end of it."
Aah. Death before Dishonour.
Another clap of thunder tears through the forest, this time you reflexively cover your ears but as you do so the ground begins to shake and you struggle to stay on your feet.
Dexterity Check – Roll 80! – Success
You ride out the wave as the ground seems to shift beneath your feet, coming to an abrupt halt as you hear something rolling through the forest on the slope above you, still out of sight. You hear it, or them come to a thud with a dull grunt of pain as they smack against a tree which seems to also groan under the impact. You go to take a step forward before something stops you, because you think you smell burning. In fact, you take a whiff of the air again and while you might not have Birch's magical nose you absolutely know what burning smells like. Yes there's been explosions through the forest but the Hephaestus cabin had set their defences up a ways away from you, it shouldn't be this close.
You look at the flag, then up at the slope.
Someone might be in trouble.
What should you do?
[] There might be someone in danger above you, you should help.
[] Stay where you are, protect the flag for as long as you can
[] Write-In
Relationship Established – Samuel Judge – 0!
Spoilers: Rules of Camp Half-Blood's Capture the Flag sourced from the Wiki to keep in mind when you're writing in
You didn't think Capture the Flag would be so boring.
It was your first time playing, and you'd just wanted to see how the game was played. Get a gist of what your fellow campers did. So you told Kyle and Amos that you'd help out with the defence and get your bearings. What you forgot when you said that was that Tina doesn't like you and when you went up to her, she said that she had better things to do than. "Cater to some new kid that thinks he can just ruin a whole week of preparation."
Relationship Established – Tina Cossack (-2)
Now you are here, out of sight and out of mind, guarding the flag from anyone that can sneak through the defences. You're the final barrier between your flag and more than half the Cabins of the camp. And judging by the explosions and shouts that echo through the forest, a lot of them are trying to head this way. Alongside you, she's also shafted one of the Ares campers and the two of you have been patrolling the general area for the last thirty minutes until you got bored and decided that the log looked like a comfortable resting spot.
To your surprise you actually remember him. He's the one that spent most of his time scowling at you and anyone in the general vicinity a few days ago when you'd been out on patrol.
From a quick glance at him now as he prowls around a set perimeter, scowling is his default setting. Maybe he's one of those people who was scowling, and the wind changed, now he's stuck scowling forever, incapable of displaying any other emotion for the rest of his life.
Obviously not as he catches you glancing at him and frowns. "What are you looking at?"
You shrug. "Just wondering what you did to end up here as well."
He looks at you for a few seconds before he shrugs. "According to Kyle, I'm a dick, and not a team player. So until I iron out those two weaknesses, I can fuck off to the back for the foreseeable future." He says, attaching air quotes to every sentence before he lets out a snort of derision.
You pictured the towering hulk of the man who was the Ares Cabin Leader and imagined him angry. It was not a pretty sight, and you find yourself grimacing just imagining it.
"What brought that on?"
"Some stupid Apollo kid dropped his sword and almost sheared someone's toes off during patrol last week. I told him if he couldn't hold a sword properly, he could fuck off back to the Camp and go write some poetry while we did the actual work." He tells you. "The Apollo leader got pissed and decided to join the Athena cabin for the week, so Kyle's pissed as well because he might lose Capture the Flag for the first time in a month."
You wonder if it could have been Cash or Reggie that copped his wrath, but you don't remember either carrying a sword so it probably wasn't.
Although, being shouted at by this guy would've been great incentive to stop carrying one in the future.
Because this guy is huge. You hadn't really paid attention to it during Patrol earlier this week, partly because he'd been leaning on the spear that he's now holding in his hands. You like to think you're taller than average, but your head would barely get level with his shoulders. And he's not just tall, he's broad as well, he's a walking lump of muscle that you think could probably weigh about two of you if you had any scales on hand.
"Got a name?" You ask as you hop off the log and start stretching and moving to stay warm in case anything comes soon.
He stops his patrol and glances your way once you start moving before he returns to his regular circuit.
"Sam," He says. "And you're the new kid."
"Hector."
"Well Hector," He says eyeing you up and down. "Are you going to be as useless with those weapons as I expect you to be or are you the second coming of Achilles?"
Either he's trying to piss you off, or he's just blunt as hell and in your limited experience the best way to deal with these people is blunt honesty in return. "Probably useless," You reply cheerily. "Got any tips?"
He mutters something under his breath, probably cursing his luck that he got put with you before he speaks. "If you're new then get yourself a shield." He says. "You're useless enough with a sword and spear, so you may as well have something to stop someone from skewering you in half."
"That happen often?"
He walks up to you and jabs you lightly with his spear, the sharp end digging into your shoulder and you grunt in surprise, and a little bit in pain.
"It's not like we're playing with kids toys here," He tells you. "You fool around you'll get hurt, and if you get hurt it'll probably be nasty. The Apollo kids think they can just heal anything by humming a few notes, so fuckheads like that kid last week are common. But there's no Apollo kids on our team today, so you get hurt you'll be dealing with that shit until someone wins and you can get one of them to take a look at you. You wanted a tip? Get a shield and you might get to keep an arm."
He lifts the spear off your shoulder and lowers it so the head is facing the ground. He then keeps walking while you rub your shoulder through your shirt tenderly.
"Feel like there were about three different ways you could have got your point across." You call out to him as he starts walking his perimeter again.
"Probably," He says. "But you'll remember that one."
You go to say something that you're sure will be snarky in return but before you do a clap of thunder rips through the forest, followed by a thunderous crash as a tree falls to the ground. Your hand goes to your sword and Sam readies his spear, and you turn in the direction of the noise. It felt close, but then you remember that today had been sunny, and you turn to look at the skies. Clouds swirl overhead, the clear blue of only an hour ago now an ominous grey that seems to roll in unnaturally quickly, blackening with each second. Another sound of thunder booms through the nearby area, followed closely by explosions, shouts and at one point your quite certain you hear a scream.
And it's not just overcast now. A drop of rain hits your cheek, and you hold your hand up to the sky as rain begins to hit your palm and drops splatter across your hand.
You glance over at Sam and he has his spear at the ready, dark skin as pale as you think it's capable of.
"I'm guessing this is nothing good?" You ask him and he shakes his head.
"About as bad as fucking possible." He tells you truthfully. "I mean, at this point we should just put our weapons down and walk back to the cabins."
You see his hands shaking, but despite what he tells you he's still standing firm, watching the woods where the thunder came from like a hawk.
"Take it you're not doing that?"
"I know what the smart move is, problem is I'm not a coward." He says. "Also Kyle scares me more, and if he heard I just walked away I'd never hear the end of it."
Aah. Death before Dishonour.
Another clap of thunder tears through the forest, this time you reflexively cover your ears but as you do so the ground begins to shake and you struggle to stay on your feet.
Dexterity Check – Roll 80! – Success
You ride out the wave as the ground seems to shift beneath your feet, coming to an abrupt halt as you hear something rolling through the forest on the slope above you, still out of sight. You hear it, or them come to a thud with a dull grunt of pain as they smack against a tree which seems to also groan under the impact. You go to take a step forward before something stops you, because you think you smell burning. In fact, you take a whiff of the air again and while you might not have Birch's magical nose you absolutely know what burning smells like. Yes there's been explosions through the forest but the Hephaestus cabin had set their defences up a ways away from you, it shouldn't be this close.
You look at the flag, then up at the slope.
Someone might be in trouble.
What should you do?
[] There might be someone in danger above you, you should help.
[] Stay where you are, protect the flag for as long as you can
[] Write-In
Relationship Established – Samuel Judge – 0!
Spoilers: Rules of Camp Half-Blood's Capture the Flag sourced from the Wiki to keep in mind when you're writing in
Welcome to Camp Half-Blood's Capture the Flag! Before you play:
- Every camper who is not injured has to play.
- Woods, playing field for Capture the Flag.
- The entire forest is considered "fair game."
- All magic items are allowed.
- The flags must be prominently displayed and can have no more than two guards.
- Prisoners may be disarmed but may not be bound or gagged.
- Killing or maiming is NOT allowed. The punishment for breaking this rule is loss of dessert (for one week).
- Guards aren't allowed to stand within ten yards of the flag.
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