#lore perseus

[phoenixcatch7]

Okay so I saw this post about dark percy (really him reaching his Limit and fighting full strength with everything he had) and I was imagining the potential fallout of that. Pretty bad, as you can guess.

The thing is a lot of percys strongest moments happen out of view of the olympians, especially in hoo. The hurricane atop the glacier in alaska, the poison scene in tartarus, bending the depression river and the one in the palace of nyx.

Stuff like the St Helens eruption got him washed up on an inescapable island literally removed from reality until calypso gave him the OK, the achillies curse he got tricked into losing by hera. Smaller moments, the minotaur, fighting ares, the stolen pirate ship, walking on water vs hyperion, freshwater sources, him knowing both Latin and Greek, they're more easily brushed off or at least mostly due to cunning, sword skills and sheer luck and grit.

But basically the olympians don't actually know the full extent of percys strength and divine power. They have hints - percy standing on the throne, winning against ares, his many victories - but what they aren't willing to brush aside in the heat of (an important) battle there have been pretty strong consequences for.

Heck, just look at Frank, he's no prodigy with weapons, he's polite and respectful, but his distant relation to two olympians letting him inherit shapeshifting earned him direct divine meddling and his life force tied to a hunk of half toasted firewood. Man is a honey bear with lactose intolerance and he was punished with a mythical death curse for being too strong.

If Percy's true strength came out, he would risk losing everything. His freedom, most certainly. If he wasn't straight up executed he might wind up in a Greek myth style imprisonment, the way of atlas, prometheus, calypso, or something like the myriad of ways Greek heroes met their end. Good scenario he survives a dozen curses and gets on with life with a dozen new disabilities, best case scenario he's stripped of every inch of divine power and dropped back to the mortal world, not even clear sighted. Total separation from the Greeks and Romans. Oh, annabeth would marry him either way, and his friends would hardly abandon him despite the gods wishes, but they'd hardly be able to see him, and no long range contact without the ability to IM him or vice versa.

All of that to say Percy is hiding his true strength from the gods themselves - maybe not consciously, and it's not even power he particularly wants - but if they ever find out?

It's game over.

But why is he so strong? I don't know. What I do know is that the half bloods of the books are so much stronger than the ones of myth. Used to be that divine blood would get you divine favour and a great fate whether you liked it or not. Maybe some cunning and bow skills. A spot of spell casting if you were really lucky. Achillies got his curse after he was born, Perseus had a dozen magic artifacts, orpheus had something going on but hercules is to my knowledge an outlier. Now? Everyone in camp has some special power. Flight, fire, necromancy, hypnotism, dream walking etc. However it's happening, half bloods are slowly but surely getting a lot, lot stronger every century that passes. Meta? I mean I guess. But.

What no one has done before is something that their godly parent couldn't.

Except.

Except Percy.

Except Percy, in tartarus, at his mental, emotional and physical limit, controlling poison with his mind, overpowering the goddess of poison in her home, making misery choke on misery. Feeling something in his chest crack. Doing something poseidon could not, and doing it better than the person who could.

Down there, hidden away from the gods, he evolved. For that brief moment, he did something, was something new.

And that was how the gods overthrew the titans.

And that's why they must never find out.

[luminace]

A Bloody Dossier

Yet another topic with little to no plot relevance within the Call of Duty storyline. I just really appreciate this little nod (intentional or not) to the now combined universes of Modern Warfare and Black Ops within CoD. Within our latest MW title, we see 141 carry on conversation with Makarov, only for the player to learn that he somehow knows everyone’s government names. Even more insanely, 141 doesn’t give a rat’s 🍑! Leading to this comment from Soap.:

“So, you know names. Anyone can read a bloody dossier.” Which conveniently, we actually do in another recent CoD title.

The ‘Secrets and Lies’ dossier, is literally titled ‘A Bloody Dossier’ in Black Ops Cold War. Once again it’s entirely irrelevant in terms of plot, but I just think this little detail is neat!

MWIII Campaign Gameplay screenshot credit goes to ‘Cracking Bananas’ on YT.

[alexandra-scribbles]

Okay so I have been having thoughts so I shall burden ya’ll with them.

1. Could Jesus… be considered a demigod/half blood?

2. If the religious fanatism of the Catholic/Christian movement hadn’t erased other religions to the point of calling them ‘Myths and Lore’… could an argument be done on behalf of Jesus’ conception being similar of that of Zeus’ previous known and preferred ways to conceived children?

3. The known oldest biblical texts in existence (the silver scrolls) are dated 700-650 BCE. Why is it that Christianism/Catholicism was allowed to continue to expand when at the same time in other parts of Europe and Africa (And possibly the early American cultures that no one know about but that possibly had their own deities) cultures had their own religions and gods that got erased and labeled as fake by Christianism/Catholicism?

4. Why does Christianism gets to erase other deities and proclaim theirs as the one true religion?

5. Like sure, we get the story of Jesus and what he did… but we also know of the stories of Perseus, Hercules, Jason, who were also sons of ‘gods’… what’s up with that?

6. The sumerian tablets (with their own mithology) predate the bible by about 3000 years. Why are those not deemed as real why call their content mythology?

7. I just want to know how Catholicism/Christianism managed to basically erase everything else and remain the one thing that’s considered ‘true’ faith.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk. If any of you have answers or thoughts that you might want to share. I am all ears (eyes).

[perseus-from-the-basement]

((Perseus’ parents finally have canon designs! Any similarities between them and other characters is on purpose. Also how Perseus would look like in a non-chibified style))

[insectdragon]

ok we have bittervaliant yuri. But what about burningclock (Perseus and kronos) yaoi….

🫂

[bassguitarinablackt-shirt]

Zeus is big naturals obviously.

Fuckin' boil me, I dare you.

-🍝

NO. HOW DARE YOU BRING THIS CHAOS BACK TO MY BLOG. HOW DARE YOU START THIS MADNESS ALL OVER AGAIN. boiling isnt cruel enough a fate for you.....i must think of something.......

[daisychains111]

live "tweet" books with me (via the goodreads progress bar) pt.2: Lore by Alexandra Bracken

idk who the narrator of the first part was, but I'm very confused...if he's not a god anymore is her love interest...or maybe her dad?

who is gil...how did he die?

her grandfather? wasn't gonna guess that

potential love interest spotted..hey masked dude

oooooo does she know him? intrigue

SEVEN YEARS HOLD SHIT THIS IS GONNA BE GOOD

potential love interest #2...van hello

I cannot stress enough how happy I am that her name isn't actually lore

wait nvm it is actually her name...that's stupid

Annabeth come get you mom, this is embarrassing

Percy come get your namesake ancestor...this is embarrassing

they are saying a lot of words that mean absolutely nothing to me?

happy to report that her name isn't actually lore...thank God...gods? whatever

"the Olympics but with murder" Nothing better happen to Miles bc I love him already

HAH poseidon and perseus reference

(I'm gonna spend this whole book talking about pjo just fyi)"

I get this feeling that apollo let Castor kill him

nooooo not the doggg

castor out here with the Olympians shittiest moments highlight reel to remind athena that he's cooler than her

oooo are miles and van gonna be a thing..that would be cute

athena deciding to keep miles around like he's a puppy is peak comedy

just because you're pointing out that the names are getting stupider doesn't mean you don't lose a point for continuing to name your characters stupid things

van and miles going on a secret special side quest together? mmmmhhmmm checks out

don't get me wrong I love a good enemy's to lovers but istg destiny if she gets with the guy who killed her family I will never forgive you

EW CREEPY PEDO GUY GET BACK CREEP

I am directly halfway done with this book, and there has yet to be one single ounce of romantic subplot...This is extremely disappointing"

WAIT IS GIL HERMES!!!

IS AEGIS THE NECKLACE

MILES HAS IT

I asked for romantic subplot but idk if this is what I wanted...however I'm a suckered for childhood best friends to lovers so we'll see"

"do that again when you mean it golden" period you tell her castor (I 1000% agree)

also him calling her golden is cute...even if I'm not sure why he does it"

hehe miles and van bonding time.. thats a romantic subplot I can get behind"

"oh so you're in love with him" YOU TELL HIM MILES

throwing away the necklace as if it's not extremely likely it's the thing you need...aces move lore, stop pouting and think

istg if you kill castor rn I'll never forgive you

IRO YOU MOTHERFUCKER IF YOU REALLY KILLED THAT BOY

 HES ALIVVVEEE

ATHENA YOU MOTHERFUCKER...I should've know better than to fucking trust you

MELORA I KNOW YOU DIDNT JUST DO THAT

SHE WASNT EVEN LINKED ATHENA WHEN I FIND YOU

it doesn't make sense that she's had aegis the whole time and wasn't even thinking about it enough to hide it from readers...im sorry thats just lame"

this book lacks interesting romantic subplot but " I was born knowing how to do three things: how to breathe how to dream and how to love you" is the smoothest shit ever"

him calling her golden? cute...her calling him big guy? really fucking weird

istg don't pin with a couple separated by mortality, I can't handle that rn

HEHE lore calling van out for staring longingly at miles

lore and miles bestie vibes only

I get the sickening feeling castor will not be making it out of this book alive

holy shit she killed athena"

holy shot did athena just redeem herself

apollo let castor kill him CALLED IT

YAY FOR STAYING MORTAL AND STAYING WITH OUR FRIENDS!!!

This book wasn't bad but after the literally masterpiece that is the darkest minds series I expected more from miss bracken...the only reason I was able to read this as fast as I did was bc I had to finish it to read iron flame LOL

[monsterhighlore]

Perseus thinks Deuce needs to use more cheese in his cooking

[jaysen-vor-hee-hees]

<+> The Ramirez Family <+>

CW/TW: workaholic(?), implied murder, mentions of blood, mentions of bladed weapons, That Fear of Eyes Or Whatever, mentions of chemicals(?), implications of death(?), implied abandonment, implied isolation.

(Note there’s more I may not have noticed or not been able to label, but uh- yeah. just be careful. (also (?) means i didn’t know if it was the right wording or something i had to warn for but did anyway))

Author’s note: Very vaguely inspired by Something to Hide by grandson? I dunno I got bored. It was originally meant to be poetry but I gave up. Uh- I also tried to organise them by age order! I eventually found the note that listed their ages so that’s cool.

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His jaw is set and his word is final, yet his crown sits crooked on his head and there’s dark intentions that linger behind his eyes. Deceiving, vicious, cruel. He calls himself a ruler but he cowers behind his guards like a shield. If I were you, I wouldn’t consider even trusting him for or about anything.

Gentle voice and hands as soft as a Mother’s touch, she was a regalia of perfection and formality. A sweet bliss and an easy life. But if only people knew what she did once the curtains close. Oh, if only they knew.

A mess of bright green and inky black, limbs and eyes, things I can’t quite put the words to. A creature of Hell itself, sentient but terrifyingly savage. Misunderstood isn’t a label it falls under anymore, and in my honest opinion it never was in the first place.

A demon with a voice of gold and a tongue of silver. A frightening elegance and a distressing grace. It knows what it wants, and what it wants it gets. Unhindered, ethereal. Blood on it’s clawed hands and roses in it’s razor teeth. Charming and terrifying. It’s like there’s two personalities behind those glowing eyes that somehow work in harmony with each other.

Her retreat is sanitary halls, buzzing lights, whirring machinery and chemicals that probably weren’t verified by any branch of official. But her choice comes with a price. Isolation, a sense of guilt. A life of work and strain and fatigue and more work and more work and more work and-

Innocence and wide eyes, he sees the world like a small child. Colours and shapes and simplicity. A comfortable, easy lie. Sure, he has his moments, anybody at his age would, but his persistence breeds progress. He’s sort of like a puppy, really.

She’s just so… pure. And warm. She’s like a safe haven, a place to feel welcomed and protected and wanted. Hair like a cherry blossom and eyes like the sky they grow below. Her voice is soft, reassuring, and reminds me of a cup of hot chocolate after a long day.

A heavy blade but a heart of gold, he’s a picture of romance and charisma. Natural charm, sleek and beautiful. What else could you want from a man? He’s a sweetheart really, very kind hearted. If they could there’d be a whole lot of people bowing at his feet. Not that he’d ever want that flattery.

Everything just feels so new to him. He doesn’t quite understand anything that’s happening and he feels lost. He just wants guidance, someone to hear his desperate cries for help, but there’s always no response. There’s never anybody there to help him, to hold his hand and show him what to do. He’s scared, and he’s fully accepted it at this point.

Those that were forgotten? Or otherwise discarded? Oh, don’t you worry about them. I’m sure you’ll find them somewhere else. They’re around. Most of them at least.

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[nethertrolls]

Perseus, if you could take a dream vacation anywhere in the universe, where would it be?

“It would be interesting to see Alternia. They market themselves as the birth place of trolls after all and when someplace makes such a bold declaration, it has to be checked out.”

“Ars'elysium seems like a fun travel trip but unfortunately there’s been a travel ban for any Parádeisos citizen since before I was born. Something about a rivalry between the two planets or whatever, I never paid attention in history much.”

“and then there’s this massive space station that’s considered a giant city but I’m blanking on the name right now. There you go my top three travel destinations, I know you only asked for one but if I was going on a vacation… I’d go to all three.”



[tadpolesonalgae]

You are ticklish I can smell it from your window💀

-🩰

Ayo I’m very high up in the sky 🤨

[modperseus]

*i don't know about this perseus. do you really think it's a good idea to allow this a few days before the event?*

no i don't.

*then why are you allowing it?*

i don't. i don't know how to explain it narrator. but i trust Raymond. he wouldn't do anything that would cause harm to our mortal. i hope.

*okay. just keep an eye out.*

i will.

[malka-lisitsa]

There is only one redemption arc Katherine needs to go on, and it’s the one for the “redeem for one cuddle” coupon she got from Stefan some time ago that she’s now trying to get him to honor despite it having been made several decades ago and expired well since then.

"The odyssey was an easier quest than this fucking holy grail of a coupon hunt is. Honestly five seconds away from telling a handful of Karen's it's a coupon for 'fire one employee no matter what' and have them track it down for me."

[isabellafoster13]

Chapter Twenty-One: Even or Odd

WARNING: PANIC ATTACK AND GAMBLING!

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Lucy walked along with Freed, Rufus, and Midnight, searching for a sign that proudly proclaimed Celestial Spirit Gate Keys as a prize. They made their way through a wide, dimly lit hallway. It had a line of doors on each side. The hallway had many other people, but not to the point that it was crowded, the small group had plenty of room to move around. Nevertheless, the four stuck close together, all watching the possible wizards surrounding them as they also looked at the signs on the doors. 

Lucy tried to keep her eyes from lingering too long on the people around them. She felt as though she was being watched and it made her uncomfortable. She stepped closer to her friends and crossed her arms over her chest. She jumped a little when she felt an arm wrap around her. Looking up to see who the arm belonged to, she found that Rufus was smiling down at her, his eyes behind his red and gold mask were soft and gave Lucy a strange sense of comfort. 

She unconsciously leaned against him, allowing him to wrap his arm around her body more. She felt warmth radiating off of him. For some reason, she felt comforted and safe, something that she didn't expect to feel anytime soon. She then heard Rufus whisper to her after he dipped his head toward her ear, "are you alright?" 

Lucy could only shrug. She was uncomfortable, tired, and the uneasy feeling she had earlier still hasn't eased even a little. What was the reason behind that feeling? Why did she feel like something bad was going to happen? Was she being paranoid like Rufus had suggested? Should she listen to her gut? She wasn't sure. Her eyes scanned the crowd around them, searching for Terra, Lust, and Nyx. She hoped that they weren't here. Fear rose from within her gut at the thought that those three were here. 

She gulped, her mouth dry for some reason. Very quickly, her skin became hot, suddenly, she was burning. Not like when she's outside under the summer sun, but instead, like there was a fire underneath her skin, burning from inside of her. Her breathing became slightly faster and a little shallow. She gently pushed Rufus away, his body heat becoming too much for her to bare. 

She stopped walking to calm herself. Her breathing steadily became faster and shallower, her mouth was dry, every part of her body was burning hot, her heartbeat was racing, and she felt dizzy.

"Lucy?" 

She wasn't able to recognize who had spoken, but she knew that Freed, Rufus, and Midnight were now watching her. She kept her eyes on the stone floor, unable to look at her friends. A feeling of nausea and fear settled upon her as she stumbled backward, quickly ending up on her ass. As her breathing became audibly quick, she brought her hands up to cover her face, noticing that they were trembling. She placed her hands over her face and brought her knees up to her chest. Her heartbeat was pounding against her chest, the sound filling her eyes to the point that she couldn't hear any other sounds. 

After what felt to her like several minutes, she felt a small hand gently grab her wrist and press something cold and metallic into her palm. She jumped at the sudden cold feeling. The owner of the small hand that held her wrist gently forced her fingers closed around the cold object. Lucy's hand began to hurt dully. Her heartbeat calmed just enough to hear a man's voice speak to her in a whisper, "Princess, breath in through your nose for four seconds." 

Lucy curled further into herself, refusing to make an attempt at the order. The voice repeated, a bit more forcefully this time, "Princess, breath in through your nose for four seconds." 

She finally attempt to do so, managing to suck in a breath through her nose. The voice counted to four as she breathed in before continuing, "hold it for seven seconds." He counted to seven as Lucy held her breath. "Good, Princess," the owner of the masculine voice gently rested a hand on her back, "now breath out through your mouth for eight seconds." Lucy obeyed as the voice counted. 

This process repeated, Lucy breathing in through her nose for a count of four, holding it for a count of seven, and breathing out through her mouth for a count of eight, the voice directing her as she went. The other person, the one who had small hands, continued to hold her wrist with one hand and keep her hand closed around the cold object. 

When her heartbeat had neared its normal pace and her breathing became more controllable. The fire that seemed to be underneath her skin lessened gradually until it was barely noticeable. She moved her legs away from her chest and looked at the people who were with her. She first saw that Loke was kneeling next to her, a kind smile on his face and his hand still on her back. Turning her gaze to the other person who was sitting by her, she found that Tucana was holding her hand closed and smiling at her as well. The female celestial spirit asked, "how are you feeling, Princess?" 

Lucy opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She tried again, but once again, nothing. She placed her hand over her mouth and coughed, her throat dry. Loke announced, "I'll be right back." He then disappeared with a flash of golden light. He returned after only a few seconds and handed Lucy a bottle of cold water. The blonde accepted it and downed the water after unscrewing the bottlecap. She ended up drinking the entire bottle and sighed before she gave Loke an appreciative smile as he took the empty bottle from her. 

Lucy then looked at Tucana and, after a few seconds of slight hesitation, she muttered, "I'm alright now, Tucana, thank you." 

Tucana's smile widened, her eyes shining with pride in herself for being able to help. Lucy thanked both of her spirits before the pair disappeared back to their realm. Lucy sighed from her place on the floor, her mind still trying to process what had happened. 

A hand rested on her shoulder, drawing her attention, and Freed questioned with worry clear in his voice and on his face, "are you alright? You scared us." 

Lucy looked away from him, feeling ashamed of herself for letting her friends see her like that, as well as for scaring them. She responded softly, "I'm sorry." 

Rufus asked from where he stood on her other side, "for what?" 

Lucy heaved a sigh, "for what you just saw." 

Midnight was the next to speak, "we don't have time for this. We need to move on." 

Freed scolded him, "don't you realize what just happened? Lucy doesn't need to feel overwhelmed and rushed right now!" 

Lucy pushed his hand off of her shoulder and stood up, saying, "no, Midnight is right. We need to find all of the keys here as soon as possible." 

She pushed past Midnight, ignoring the sounds of Freed and Rufus urging her to stop. She kept her eyes on the doors that she passed, forcing herself to not think about the feeling of being watched that began to weigh on her and the uneasy feeling that was still nestled into her gut. 

She eventually caught sight of a sign that had the words she was searching for etched into it. With a small smile appearing on her face, she raced toward the door and looked at the sign, reading it. 

'Two Celestial Spirit Gate Keys up for gamble!'

Feeling a rush of relief, she grabbed the doorknob, twisted it, and pushed the door open, stepping inside to find the room empty, save for a man sitting at a desk in a swivel chair. There were also two couches on opposite sides of a coffee table. She walked toward the man, hearing her three partners walk in behind her and close the door. The man smiled at the group, greeting them, "welcome to my den! You're here to gamble, I presume." 

Lucy nodded, her brow furrowed in determination. She didn't care that she's never gambled before, nor did she care what the game was, she was determined to win the keys. She watched as the man stood up and walked around the desk, observing that he had long, brown hair that was pulled into a high ponytail, brown eyes, pale skin, and was dressed in a burgundy suit jacket with a white dress shirt and black pants. 

The man spoke again, sitting on one of the couches that were on opposite sides of a coffee table. He gestured toward the other couch as he spoke again, "whoever is gambling against me, please sit." 

Lucy instantly moved around the couch and plopped down. She wasn't going to let Freed, Rufus, or Midnight get an opportunity to take the challenge for her, or any of the other challenges that are to follow. This was her mission and she was going to do as much of the work as she can. Her three companions were merely there to assist her whenever she permitted it. 

The man spoke again, "I'm Bub. May I know your name?" 

"Lucy." She said it with a tone that told him she wasn't interested in unnecessary pleasantries. 

Bub chuckled as he stood up and walked toward the desk and opened a drawer, certainly looking for the game that he wanted to play. After several moments of thoughtful humming to himself and of Lucy getting irritated at how long this was taking, Bub reached into an open, wooden box before he walked back over. He sat down again and held up a purple cup and a white die, allowing Lucy to see the items. 

He then spoke, "let's play a simple game of Even or Odd. I will toss this die into this cup. You have to guess if the number that it lands on is even or odd. Do you accept?" 

Lucy stared at him. It was stupid to ask her if she accepted the challenge. There was no way that she would turn away. She remembered what Midnight had said earlier, that the den owners here will cheat and didn't want to pay what they were offering as a prize. She responded seriously, "I have two requests before we begin." 

Bub raised an eyebrow, asking, "which are?" 

Lucy raised a single finger as she answered, "you let me see the keys that you are offering. I want to be sure that they are real." She then raised a second finger as she continued, "you let me analyze the die. I want to be sure that it's not loaded." 

Bub chuckled and tossed her the die before he reached into a pocket and slid the keys toward her. Lucy first looked at the die in her hands. She didn't feel it weighed down on any of its sides. She didn't know of any statistics that showed one side was more likely to turn up than the other sides. She gave a silent sigh, not very happy with the fact that she will need to rely on sheer luck. 

She tossed the die back to Bub as she instructed the three men who stood behind her, "keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't try to switch the die." 

She then turned her attention to the keys. She picked up one, observing that the silver key's blade was shaped like a sword while on the circular bow was Medusa's head, looking quite fearsome, as if she was threatening an opponent. 

Lucy was able to quickly tell that it was real. She sat the key back down and picked up the other silver key, observing that the blade was shaped like a standard key, but the bow was shaped like a pegasus in mid-flight. 

She sat the second key down and pushed the two keys toward Bub, saying, "they're real." 

Bub smirked, "you're an expert?" 

"Yes. Now, let's get to the game." 

"Alright, alright." 

Bub held up the cup and die again, pausing in that position for a few moments. He then swiftly tossed the die into the cup and slammed the cup down onto the table, the opening pressed against the wooden table tightly. Bub fixed his brown eyes on Lucy's own, saying, "so, did the die land on an even number or an odd number?" 

Lucy stared at the cup, racking her mind for a number. It was a six-sided die. That meant she had a three out of six chance to get it right. A fifty/fifty chance. She bit her lip and balled her fists on top of her knees. She didn't know what to say. What if she got it wrong? Could she ask for another game? She couldn't lose these keys. She felt panic rise from within her gut. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes and she felt an urge to run and hide from any prying eyes. 

She jumped slightly when she felt a cold touch against the back of her neck. It jolted her back to reality. She blinked the tears away and raised her eyes to meet Bub's. She had no strategy to rely on. She had no visible evidence pointing toward the number that the die had landed on. She had to guess and pray that she got it right. She suppressed a growl when she noticed the smug look on Bub's face. He was clearly enjoying her near breakdown. 

Lucy took a deep breath before she spat out, "it's even!" 

Bub's smirk grew and he lifted the cup. 

Lucy's eyes instantly looked at the die. 

Four. The number that it landed on was four. An even number. 

Lucy felt a wave of relief crash down onto her and she heaved a sigh that reflected this. She had gotten it right. 

Bub clapped his hands once and announced, "congratulations! Take the keys!" He pushed the two keys toward Lucy, who snatched them up before anybody could blink. Lucy stood up and nodded to Bub before she walked toward the door, intending to make her way to their quarters and make her new contracts. 

Lucy glanced at her three friends, who sat on the furniture in their assigned quarters. She set one of her new keys on the coffee table and sighed before she turned around, facing the door, and pointed the blade of her new key away from her. She summoned, "I connect to the World of Celestial Spirits! Heed my call and pass through the gate! Open! Gate of the Hero: Perseus!" 

The sound of a large bell sounded and a bright, silver light shined, quickly fading to reveal the new celestial spirit. Standing before the blonde woman was a tall and muscular man, probably the same height as Bixlow. He had olive-tanned skin, black hair that was short and curly, and sharp, dark brown eyes. He was dressed in a white tunic, and winged sandals on his feet. In one hand was a harpe, a sword with a sickle protrusion. Resting on his back was what looked like a silver, polished shield. Resting on his hip, tied around his waist, was a brown sack that held something heavy. Finishing off the look was a clean, metal helmet, resting on top of his head. 

Lucy smiled, greeting him, "hello, I'm Lucy. I was wondering if you would like to make a contract with me?" 

Perseus sheathed his sword behind his back before he stepped toward Lucy and kneeled in front of her. Lucy watched in surprise and confusion as the spirit took her hand into his and kissed the back of it, speaking, "I've heard much about you, Princess. I would be honored to serve you." Lucy noticed that he sounded oddly similar to Laxus.

She felt her cheeks heat up at the knight-like action. She responded, "um...th-that's great." 

When Perseus released her hand and stood up, she continued, "what days can I summon you?" 

Perseus gave her a small smile and answered, "any day that you need me." 

"What can you do?" 

The celestial spirit pulled out his harpe from where it was sheathed behind his back. He answered, "I don't use any kind of magic skillfully. I use this harpe to fight. The sword on my back can deflect any magical attack, no matter how strong. The helmet atop my head gives me the ability to become invisible. This sack you see contains the head of the Medusa, and with it, I can turn any person into a permanent stone statue. Finally, the winged sandals on my feet allow me to fly." 

Lucy nodded, silently marveling at his cool abilities. Remembering the other key, she turned around to pick it up, holding it for Perseus to see as she asked, "Pegasus belongs to you, right?" 

Perseus' smile widened and he nodded, answering, "yes, Princess. He is my steed." 

Freed spoke from one of the two chairs that were on either side of the coffee table, "excuse me, I apologize for interrupting, but why do you need a flying horse if you can fly on your own?" 

Perseus answered, "do not apologize, friend. The answer is that my sandals allow me to fly with the speed of a peregrine falcon, however, they are incredibly fragile. I require Pegasus for flight, in the event that my sandals break during battle. I also do my best fighting when I have him fighting with me." 

Freed nodded and leaned back in his chair, satisfied with the answer. Lucy turned back to her new spirit and pointed her second silver key at the spot next to him. She announced, "I connect to the World of Celestial Spirits! Heed my call and pass through the gate! Open! Gate of the Winged Horse: Pegasus!" 

In an instant, a large horse, with white feathered wings sprouting from his back appeared. When the silver light faded completely, Pegasus folded his wings at his sides. The winged horse was a beautiful, pure white color, his mane and tail a sparkling gold color, and his eyes were an ocean blue color. Perseus rubbed his hand up and down the spirit's neck, greeting his beloved steed, "it is nice having the same wizard again, indeed?" 

Pegasus neighed and rubbed his head against Perseus' chest. Lucy smiled at the sight, feeling happy to see two friends united under a new celestial wizard again. She asked, "what days can I summon Pegasus? And what can he do?" 

Perseus answered, "you can summon him anytime you wish. He can provide a method of transportation and is quite skilled in Wind Magic." 

Lucy nodded before she reached out her hand. Pegasus stepped toward her and sniffed her hand. He soon walked closer to her and rubbed his head against her, causing Lucy to laugh and pet him. 

Lucy then welcomed her two new spirits into her family and said goodbye before Perseus and Pegasus returned to the Celestial Spirit World. She turned around to look at the men behind her and asked, "should we go look for other keys or stay here for the night?" She stole a glance at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was well into the night. 

Midnight stood up, answering, "it's up to you, I guess." 

Lucy nodded. She wasn't excited about going back out there, but she also knew that she had to collect the rest of the keys as quickly as possible. She decided, "let's try one more den, if we can find one." 

The three men nodded and followed her out of the room, walking down the wide hallway to look for another den that was offering Celestial Spirit Gate Keys. 

[perseus-from-the-basement]

I wonder if Perseus is aware that if he’s too mean to Apollyon he is entirely capable of absorbing his items and helmet :)

[t1oui]

going to school and being friends with percy jackson would be REALLY WEIRD so let's discuss it rq

he gets dropped off every day in his stepfather's car, which inexplicably has hoof prints on the hood?

the panic attacks... there's a lot of them, and nobody can even tell what's triggering them at this point

the old counselor disappears about a week into his first year at AHS (here's some cotg lore for yall) and is replaced by a weird lady who finds a way to bring percy up to every. single. student. who visits her office.

randomly disappears multiple times throughout the year

very very sea green eyes and a gray streak in his hair

once got out of the pool after swim practice and was completely dry (he insists it was a trick of the light)

the blue food obsession ofc

talks about his girlfriend annabeth all the time... even his friends are convinced it's a "my canadian girlfriend" situation bc he never calls her. he doesn't even have a PHONE

always carries around a pen in his pocket and even though it's just a shitty old ballpoint, NOBODY IS ALLOWED TO TOUCH IT. also he never uses it. ever.

every teacher has sent an email with their concerns about him to the counselor and when that doesn't work to his parents. the responses are always very awkward and vague

talks about his bio dad a lot... never explicitly negative but bro clearly has daddy issues lol

will sometimes randomly mention camp/war/gods and then brush it off like it never happened

absolutely vibrated in his seat the entirety of the greek mythology unit... told the teacher "a demigod named perseus fought ares once" and the teacher just assumes he means the og (aka the one he's named after)

that one upbeat popular guy everybody knows absolutely nothing about, his friends included

they probably have a spreadsheet with all the info they actually DO know about him

finds a way to brag about his mom in every conversation no matter how irrelevant... his friends are used to it atp

everyone's so used to seeing him smiling and laughing that when, say, he catches a younger kid being bullied, it's actually terrifying to see how angry he gets. everybody in that hallway gets chills

there's something off about him and nobody can tell what. that's just how he is

sometimes weird people in weird outfits are hanging around the school and they're ALWAYS looking for him.

every time someone asks what college he's going to he gives a different answer or straight up avoids answering so nobody actually knows

(if he says a school and someone is like "omg me too" he changes his answer right then and there lol... he's like "oh nvm i forgot i'm actually going here my bad" and the person is so confused)

nobody ever sees him working on college applications but he complains about having to do them all the time... bro is like "yeah i had to go through a sewer system but at least my girlfriend and my best friend were there" and his friends are like yo HUH

never explains anything he says

presentation night presentation = all the shittiest things my family has done and he's laughing about it but wdym your aunt kidnapped you and gave you amnesia???

sometimes he's getting fed up with a teacher or another student and a pipe randomly bursts in the school. like it's weird how often his anger ends in a plumber being called when he's nowhere near the problem

where everyone else is excited to watch a movie and chill in class, percy complains through the entirety of hercules - not just "oh this movie sucks", more like "god hercules is such a dick, idk why they made him chill in this movie"

the weirdest part is how, when percy complains about zeus being a good dad in the movie, it starts thundering outside

nobody can keep track of how many schools he's been to at this point... there's a whole section of the spreadsheet for this

when percy's friends finally meet annabeth they are SHOOK bc they truly did not think this girl was real

alright i can't think of anything else but if i DO i will add on later