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riordanverse-meta-guide · 1 month ago
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Canon Guide
Novels
Novels are stories in which an entire published book is dedicated solely to. These are the highest form of canon and are only subject to retconning by other novels. In case of contradictory information, it will either be noted or the most thoroughly supported answer will be viewed as canon. These include at the moment but are not forever limited to (with series name omitted for brevity)
The Lightning Thief, The Sea of Monsters, The Titan’s Curse, The Battle of the Labyrinth, The Last Olympian
The Lost Hero, The Son of Neptune, The Mark of Athena, The House of Hades, The Blood of Olympus
The Red Pyramid, The Throne of Fire, The Serpent’s Shadow
The Hidden Oracle, The Dark Prophecy, The Burning Maze, The Tyrant’s Tomb, The Tower of Nero
The Sword of Summer, The Hammer of Thor, The Ship of The dead
The Sun and the Star
Chalice of the Gods
Supporting/Supplemental Books
These are books that include puzzles, games and short stories that add to canon. These, when contradicting the canon or timeline of the novels, will be ignored. Otherwise, these are considered fully canon. These include but are not explicitly limited to or listed in any particular order:
Camp Half Blood Confidential
Demigod Diaries
The Demigod Files
(*Percy Jackson & the Olympians) The Ultimate Guide
(*The Kane Chronicles) Survival Guide
Brooklyn House Magician’s Manual
Hotel Valhalla: Guide to the Norse Worlds
9 from the Nine Worlds
Camp Jupiter Classified
Percy Jackson and the Singer of Apollo**
Meta-textual sources
These will include sources such as official social media accounts, the personal accounts of Rick Riordan and other such media. These operate on an awareness of the books as a fictional entity, and are only considered canon if they are clarifying (in a way that does not contradict canon) something left unclear by canon.
Non-canon, related sources
These are material related to the Riordanverse but hold no weight on canon. These are adaptations, graphic novels, and other books associated with Rick Riordan. These include:
The Percy Jackson Graphic Novels
The Lost Hero and Son of Neptune Graphic Novels
Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods and Percy Jackson’s Greek Heroes ***
All Riordanverse coloring books
The Daughter of the Deep
Any books within the 39 Clues series
The Tres Navarre series and the standalone novel Cold Springs
Guys Read**
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funnybookquotez · 3 years ago
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Zoe: Let us find the dam snack bar. We should eat while we can.
Grover: The dam snack bar?
Zoe: Yes. What is funny.
Grover: Nothing, I could use some dam French fries.
Thalia: And I need to use the dam restroom.
Zoe: I do not understand.
Grover: I want to use the dam water fountain.
Thalia: And… I want to buy a dam t-shirt.
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heyimboredtalktome · 4 years ago
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Okay so maybe the Ares people or the Hermes people as they're resourceful
Hmm probably a child of Aphrodite.
Shortening Nicolo to Nico is just so cute.
Nico destroying Bryce Lawrence bro that was intense.
Percy feeding an ice cream sandwich to the Nemean Lion awww.
Thanks for the ask!!
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unsuredemigod · 5 years ago
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Annabeth, over the phone: Hello?
Percy: It’s Percy.
Annabeth: Oh no, what did he do now?
Percy: What? No, it’s me, Percy.
Annabeth: Oh.
Annabeth: What did you do now?
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incorrect-pjo-quotes · 5 years ago
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10 year old Nico: And I don’t have the super rare cards but like there’s Zeus who has like 6000 attack points and-
Percy: Mhm yeah, kid. Sounds cool.
*5 minutes later*
Percy: Wait wait wait, Poseidon has how many attack points? And he can attack with what? Give me the cards.
*later at camp*
Percy: And then I use a hurricane against your-
Thalia: Are you seriously playing that game with that kid?
Percy: ...I just think it’s neat.
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wordsmith30 · 6 years ago
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How do I know Percy and Annabeth are soulmates? "Snack bar," I said wistfully. "Snack bar," she agreed.
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artistrybyarielle · 6 years ago
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james-son-of-hephaestus · 7 years ago
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About Percy
Rachel: He’ll be fine, he’s a demigod.
Grover: It’s just what they’re called, doesn’t mean he actually knows what he’s doing.
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eternally--mortal · 3 years ago
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Let’s talk Ambrosia and Nectar
(Warning. Themes of murder, suicidal thoughts, and addictive drug use)
Haha… yeah, starting off with a heavy warning. We’ll get there.
Ambrosia and Nectar are one of those things that Riordan introduces as concepts with huge consequences (along with Oaths on the Styx, the power of speaking a god’s name, etc), but never seems to fulfill to its dark completion (at least, in the books I’ve read. Again, I stopped after Jason died, so there’s content that I’m missing).
He’s got a group like the Triumvirate that have their roots deep into the magical and mortal worlds (we see evidence of them as early as the beginning of The Titan’s Curse, when a helicopter of mortals mysteriously just happens to be there helping Kronos’ operatives try to kidnap the Di Angelo’s, and probably Percy and Thalia. And it’s hinted that they’ve been orchestrating catastrophic and chaotic events in the demigod world for years while building up their own little corporate mortal empire).
I mean, these guys have got to have their hands on a supply of godly resources, right? Including Ambrosia and Nectar. Their connections run deep like a putrid runoff that’s been poisoning the stream of the godly world since Rome. We’re talking about guys like Nero, who had a particular penchant for burning Christians as tar-covered, living torches at his dinner parties to create his own sick, twisted forms of entertainment that doubled as light fixtures. The man was insane. And he loved fire.
What else lights mortals on fire?
That’s right. Godly food.
Even if the other two didn’t touch the stuff, Nero is definitely poisoning his enemies with Nectar. Need to take down a corporate nemesis? Slip a little Nectar in his coffee. Your latest temp breaks the copy machine? Nectar. An annoying teenager rudely clips you on the street? NEcTAr!
No one is safe.
There’s a sudden uptick in Spontaneous Combustions, and the World Health Organization (because of course the Triumvirate’s company is international) freaks out because ‘what is this Dickensian shit — spontaneous combustion is not supposed to exist outside of 19th century literature’.
And the rest of the Triumvirate love it, because it eliminates all of the evidence. You can’t track down the source when all that’s left are ashes and soot stains.
They start sending their muscle out, not with cyanide pills, but with Ambrosia and Nectar pills.
Nero throws dinner parties where he makes the guests play a form a plate roulette where some of the dishes have slivers of Ambrosia mixed into them.
And the thing is, it covers itself up. The mist obscures anything godly. Mortals leave these events confused and unsure of what they’ve experienced. Any film they’ve taken or recordings they’ve made are muddled. Anyone who does remember because they can see through the mist is promptly eliminated or kept on for some other form of entertainment.
Which of course makes the Triumvirate suspicious of each other. They never accept food from another person, largely because they are still mortal. And Roman Triumvirates have a . . . Nasty history . . . Of whittling down to one ruler.
Of course, that’s just the mortal side of things.
What about the demigods?
I bring you to a great example of why Rick Riordan has no need to torpedo the power of his characters: because people can suffer from traumatic experiences and flaws that challenge them in completely new ways.
By the end of the HoO series we have a suicidal, depressed Percy who’s spent most of his life straddling death with the expectation that he would die before he finished puberty, only to realize that maybe he’ll live, and then to be thrown into another war, with a side quest in Tartarus.
In Tartarus. Where he and Annabeth literally had to drink fire to heal themselves and not starve.
What else heals demigods? With a warning label of possible incineration due to overuse?
You guessed it! Ambrosia and Nectar!
(It was a hard one, I know. You should be very proud)
And I know I’m using the example of Percy and Annabeth again. I use them for everything. Go on. Feel free to judge me. In all reality, this could happen to any demigod. You give them an addictive substance that tastes like their favorite food, feels like their favorite memory, heals their every ache and pain . . . I mean . . What did you think was going to happen? Frankly I think the only reason we don’t have a bunch of Traumatized godly food addicts is that most Greek demigods have historically died so young (and I guess Romans have more structured discipline. They probably lock that shit down in a vault or whatever).
I can’t say that Percy would ever really fall into this pit (sorry. Bad analogy, I know), but given his suicidal tendencies and his trauma and his depression, he could easily stumble into an addiction. Using godly food, not really as an escape that it provides through flavor, but as a reminder of his own mortality—a test to see how far he can push it, over and over again before it burns him irreparably. Something he uses to prevent himself from going overboard with his powers.
(Honestly, Rick doesn’t need to limit Percy. The poor guy limits himself)
I can see some of the newer campers talking shit about the situation, because they’ve heard the stories about Percy. They know that he turned down godhood. These little, ignorant demigods complain that if Percy really wanted to have an unlimited supply of godly food he could have just . . . Become a god.
And Clarisse shuts them down because she can see what he’s going through and she knows,
Percy isn’t doing this for his godly half.
Maybe he thinks the fire will be enough to burn out whatever broke open in him in the pit.
Purification through fire, like the Phlegethon gave.
Clarisse looks at Percy and she sees Silena conducting a bloody act of penance, bathed in a drakon’s acid.
A lot of the older campers look at Percy and see something they relate to.
Will locks down the supply of Ambrosia and Nectar at camp.
Percy finds a way to get some anyway (he didn’t spend years in public schools smuggling and selling candy for nothing, after all. This boy’s got some skills).
The climax of it all comes crashing down on him when his little sister finds his stash in his closet.
Percy walks into the room to see toddler-Estelle, elbow’s deep in Ambrosia bars, ready to dig in.
He totally freaks.
Anxiety through the roof, blood pumping straight to his brain, heart siphoning out his air supply with its hammering, incessant beat, he cleans his sister up until she’s sobbing from her skin being scrubbed raw and then he just holds her and cries.
He goes cold turkey.
He burns the rest of his ambrosia bars as an offering to Hestia, goddess of hearth and home. Because he almost lost a part of his.
After that he tells Annabeth he wants to stick to healing with water. —That he doesn’t trust himself. —That he can’t touch godly food ever again.
Percy has to find another way to cope.
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dlkardenal · 4 years ago
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Cyclopia - The one-eyed curse
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Hey there, traveler!
I think I should start with a stern warning because today’s post is really disturbing. We’re dissecting a common creature appearing in mythology, pop culture like movies and video games – the one-eyed giant, cyclops. Following our theme from Wednesday, we’ll be taking a look at a real-life disease concerning this creature, and that is not for the faint of heart. I’ll try to keep it relatively tasteful and not include medical university level pictures, but if you know you’re horrified by the grotesque, you might want to skip this one.
For those of you who take the risk, welcome to a rollercoaster of how badly nature can fuck a human up. Here we go!
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I. The mythology
Let’s start with a bit of culture, to keep it classy. The concept of a cyclops originates in Greek and later Roman mythology, although there origin and features vary with the source material. In Hesiod’s Theogony (The birth of the gods), there are three named giants with one eye in the middle of their forehead, called Arges, Brontes, and Steropes. They are the sons of Uranus (must. resist. the. joke.), and brothers to the Titans and the Hundred-Handed Giants. These three were responsible for creating Zeus his famous weapon, the thunderbolt (so they basically invented thunder itself), as well as Poseidon’s trident and the helm of Hades.
Another famous source is Homer’s Odyssey, where the titular hero encounters a race of one-eyed giant shepherds (while also other things happen, like one particular cyclops, Polyphemus eats half the crew of Odysseus). Homer’s cyclopses are very different from Hesiod’s. They live among the humans (and eat them) for one and also behave way less civilized. They aren’t the humble craftsmen described in the Theogony, even their origin is completely different. Polyphemus claims to be the son of Poseidon, which is proved to be true when the angry sea god curses Odysseus to wander the seas for killing the giant.
As for pop culture, cyclopses are a common occurrence in old-school fantasy titles, like Dungeons&Dragons or Heroes of Might and Magic. In Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians series, Percy has a half brother named Tyson who’s revealed to be a cyclops fathered by Poseidon.
So, where can such a creature originate from?
The answer – nightmares. Living nightmares.
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II. The medical condition
If you translate the name ‘cyclopia’, it comes out as “circle eyedness”, which is really unspecific. In medicine, cyclopia is a serious manifestation of holoprosencephaly, the genetic malformation of the brain.
Cycloptic babies have really distorted facial features. As you can guess, they have a singular, large eyeball, although it almost never functions. Their nose is missing, their zygomatic arch (or cheekbones) are invisible and the formation of their jawbones stops.
As I said, this is mainly a brain malformation, the facial structure changes are due to their connection to the brain. The prosencephalon is biologically the oldest part of the whole brain, and it serves as the base of smell, but since this is the part where the optic nerve connects to the “seeing” part of the brain, it has a large effect on the formation of eyeballs. During embryonal development, this brain part is singular, like a tube unlike the clearly divided lobes found in adults or even healthy babies before birth. Certain toxins, like the aptly named cyclopamine, or genetic defects disrupt the process that divides the early prosencephalon into two halves, which in turn prohibits the forming of two separate eyes and causes failure in nasal formation.
An interesting (and no less disturbing) thing is that cyclopamine is a product of the herb corn lily, which some farm animals are likely to digest. Yepp, cyclopia is not a human-specific problem, it is more common in horses, cows, sometimes chickens and other livestock. That’s some Lovecraft shit for you. For everyone’s sake, I’m not going to include any pictures in this post, but if you’re willing to endure the sight, the Wikipedia page for cyclopia and a Google image search can find some really eldritch images.
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III. Is it the origin?
As always, the answer is a solid… maybe. Prosencephaly is incompatible with life, so sadly these patients do not survive for long. Usually, it causes miscarriage, or very early infant death, minutes after birth, so adult cyclopses couldn’t possibly exist. However they can be born, and the horrific sight could shock a nursemaid so hard their mind tries to find plausible explanations for the phenomenon – and thus a myth is born.
Well, that’s it. I hope those brave souls who read this post found it interesting and I didn’t scar you for life. Nature is sometimes more horrible than tales, but there’s always a message in every strife: that we shouldn’t discard anything as impossible.
I’ll return next week, maybe with something lighter, maybe something just as dark, depending on how this post is received. Until then, take care, travelers.
Cheers,
Dar
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funnybookquotez · 6 years ago
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Grover: That’s us. Those five nuts right there.
Percy: Which one is me?
Zoe: The little deformed one.
Percy: Oh, shut up.
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mirrix · 5 years ago
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Title:  Percy Jackson and the Titan’s Curse
Author:  Rick Riordan
Thoughts:  I hit a wall after finishing this one so it may be a minute before I can continue on with the series (I’m borrowing the audiobooks from the library with Libby) and damn does that suck because soooo much happens!  And now I have to waaaaait!!
Buuut, even though waiting sucks, this book at least gives you a lot to chew on.  Especially about Artemis.  Okay so on the one hand, I think it’s super cool of her to take girls in regardless of mortal, demigod, etc. That’s pretty baller. She’s also way more hands on then any of the gods. She obviously gives more of a damn about them as individuals than the others do. Which is cool. I also like that she presents herself as the average age of her hunters. 
But on the other hand her “boys are icky” stance is pretty boring.  Like, I agree boys are pretty icky but that doesn’t mean they’re worthless.
There’s also the no romantic love rule.  Like, I get a lot of people see her as ace, and I have no desire to take that from them. I don’t necessarily prefer that interpretation of her, but I won’t deny it’s appeal to those who identify as ace, or that it’s a perfectly valid interpretation.  My problem is she goes out of her way to make sure her hunters have very little contact with boys (because icky and they have romance cooties) but what the hell happens when some of her hunters turn out to be lesbians?  They just booted?  Harsh.  The whole thing kind of reeks of purity culture what with everyone remaining as immortal “maidens” who can lose their immortality if they fall in love.
This is also really weird once more light is shed on Athena, one of the other “maiden” goddesses.  Athena abso-fuckin-lutely has kids with people and does so without once losing her status as a “maiden”.  What I’m saying is there;s no reason Artemis can’t be having kids with people (probably ladies given how much time she spends in all female company) and still retain her status as a “maiden”.
I realize that Riordan’s works become more LGBTQ+ inclusive as he goes on and learned more about the community, so this isn’t like a deal breaker or anything.  It’s not exactly like the greek gods being problematic is a new or unique thing.  If anything it makes too much sense that Artemis would over compensate in that regards.  I’d be interested in meeting a former hunter that fell in love and had to leave.  What’s their story?
I am a little annoyed that both of the new and interesting female characters get written out by the end of the book.  Both Zoe and Thalia are interesting and well rounded characters in their own right and it’s a shame they’re out of the story after this.  And DO NOT get me started on Bianca!  She could have been such an interesting character but as soon as we start getting some development with her BAM! she’s gone.  Bleh.  I hate when female characters get killed off to provide motivation for male characters and I was really hoping these books would avoid that trope entirely.
Recommend:  Yes, these books are still a blast, even if I feel like this one took a couple steps back.
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 2 years ago
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“So, your dad’s coming tomorrow?” Percy asks.
“Yep.” Annabeth pops off for the second time in as many minutes. It’ll be great, she thinks. He’ll try to give me a hug but won’t, I’ll pretend it’s not awkward, and we’ll spend the three-hour drive back to Gotham in deafening silence, both of us wishing we knew what to say. A killer Christmas Eve really, they should make Hallmark movies about my dad and me.
Percy’s eyes widen, and Annabeth realizes she’s said everything aloud.
“I didn’t know you grew up in Gotham,” Percy blessedly picks to comment. “Ever meet Batman?”
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Annabeth has not been entirely honest with Percy about her dad. Takes place Post Titan's Curse.
Words: 4449, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of PJO/DC shenanigans
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death
Categories: Gen
Characters: Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson), Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Percy Jackson, Sally Jackson (Percy Jackson), Diana (Wonder Woman), Luke Castellan, Thalia Grace (Percy Jackson)
Relationships: Annabeth Chase & Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson) & Bruce Wayne
Additional Tags: Family, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Love, Grief/Mourning, Daddy Issues, but like, what if annabeth was a robin, but not, but basically, this isn't related to my other dc/pjo story, but i love playing with this mashup, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, alfred will be present if i write another chapter, Book 3: The Titan's Curse (Percy Jackson), Alternate Universe
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/44150211
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Hades is sure Percy is the thief who stole the bolt and his helm. The god of the dead is holding Percy’s mother—who is only frozen in a shower of gold, not dead—and demands Percy give up the magic helm before she is released. As armies of the dead surround him, Percy brings out his magic pearls.
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gallifreyandemigoddess · 8 years ago
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Things I loved about The Dark Prophecy: 
Once again, it starts with Apollo hating his humanity, something that I believe won’t change in some time, he was born a god, after all. Though I fervently believe that he is learning from his time as a mortal. 
Through the whole book, we are able to read some of his most selfish comments, which is to be expected, since he had always been portrayed as a selfish, self-centered god. However, we’re able to see his selfless and kind side, too. 
Example: 
From: 
“...It went against the very nature of being Apollo. I should always be the most obvious, brilliant source of light in the world. If you had to search for me, something was wrong.” 
And: “I tried to contain my bitterness. Soldiers and sailors were all very well, but if your city’s biggest monument is not Apollo, I’m sorry, you’re doing something wrong.” 
To: 
“You rescued me.” Then I added two words that never came easily to a god: “Thank you.” 
And: 
“When I was a god, I would’ve been delighted to leave the mortal heroes to fend for themselves. I would’ve made popcorn and watched the bloodbath from a distance on Mount Olympus, or simply caught the highlight reel later. But as Lester, I felt obligated to defend these people....I wanted to be here for them.” 
And: 
“Their eyes were so full of concern- concern for me- that I had to swallow back a lump in my throat. Six weeks we had been traveling together. Most of that time, I had fervently wished I could be anywhere else, with anyone else. But with the exception of my sister, had I ever shared so many experiences with anyone? I realized, gods help me, that I was going to miss these two.” 
These are some of the parts I loved the most about the book:
The Waystation. It’s nice to know of more demigod safe-spaces, more so when they’re under the loving care of Emmie and Josephine: 
“We’ve saved a lot of demigods and other outcasts- raised them at the Waystation, let them go to school and have a more or less normal childhood, then sent them out into the world as adults with the skills they needed to survive.” 
It’s different from both Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, where, no matter how much they protect you and care for you, it could never be as normal and comforting as being raised in a “normal” loving environment. 
The relationship between Apollo and Calypso: They hate each other, that much is perfectly clear...
“Lo!” I said. “I arrived at Camp Half-Blood as Lester Papadopoulos!” 
“A pathetic mortal!” Calypso chorused. “Most worthless of teens!” 
“-...her evil stepfather had poisoned her mind!”
“Poison!” Calypso cried. “Like the breath of Lester Papadopoulos, most worthless of teens!” 
“Lo!” I shouted. “From the Oracle of Dodona we received a prophecy- a limerick most terrible!”  
“Terrible!” Calypso chorused. “Like the skills of Lester, most worthless of teens!” 
Though as the chapters progress, it appears that it’s more of a mutual disagreement than actual hatred.  Apollo realizes how unfair their punishment on her was, and starts to feel like his own treatment towards her is unfair: 
“Just yesterday, I had toyed with the idea of leaving Calypso behind to the blemmyae when she was wounded. I’d like to say that it wasn’t a serious thought, but it had been, however briefly. Now Calypso refused to leave Meg, whom she barely knew. It was almost enough to make me question whether I was a good person...” 
And, in the end, they become friends. They still have much path to cover and much to discuss, but I believe they’re on good terms now. 
Calypso and Leo: 
One of the many topics vastly discussed after Blood of Olympus was how short and forced their relationship seemed. However, in The Dark Prophecy, we caught a glimpse of the reality they’re living on: 
They’re trying to discover who they are together, as a couple and as friends. We see their multiple fights and their disagreements, and I believe it’s a very good thing! They’re exploring the possibilities of their relationship! 
We see Calypso missing her island, we see her missing her powers, but most than anything else, we can see that Calypso and Leo truly love one another, and that they’re trying. It feels real, their problems, which only makes it better. It was to be expected that they’d be fighting and having problems, since they hadn���t talked much back on her island before he was forced to leave. They’re testing the waters, as Calypso explained. 
They’re trying to build a good future for each other, they’re even going to enter school together. I like how their relationship improved, I like that Rick portrayed and fixed the mess that was their relationship by the end of BoO. 
I also loved that Leo keeps calling her mamacita, and that Leo’s full name is actually Leonidas. 
In general, everything about Emmie and Josephine was pure perfection. 
They were hunters of Artemis, hunters who fell in love with one another and decided to choose each other over immortality. Their love was beautifully portrayed, and the fact that they adopted a daughter was even more precious for me and for everyone in the LGBT community.
I like that, on a similar topic, we had more explanation about the Hunters of Artemis and their rules: 
“All romance is off-limits. My sister is quite unreasonable in that regard. The mission of the Hunters is to live without romantic distractions of any kind.”
It makes more sense that the Hunters only being prohibited the company of men, as was stated by the Titan’s Curse. I like that Rick fixed that, too. 
AND ARTEMIS BEING COMPASSIONATE AND LETTING THEM LEAVE HER GROUP WITHOUT PUNISHING THEM, GODS BLESS HER SOUL. 
Also, Zeus forbidding Artemis from interfering with Apollo makes me so angry, but I didn't expect anything less than that coming from him. It was good, though, that Artemis sent her Hunters to help Apollo discretely, just like when Apollo helped Percy and co. with rescuing Artemis and Annabeth. 
Apollo being thirsty as fuck: 
Apollo having the hots for Tall, Dark & Handsome Jamie. 
Apollo being a fluttering mess when talking to him, then feeling away as soon as he heard Jamie had a girlfriend. 
Apollo canonically having fantasies involving Thalia: “Thalia Grace climbed up behind me on the elephant- which fulfilled a daydream I’d once had about the pretty Hunter, though I hadn’t imagined it happening quite this way.” 
Apollo canonically doing all sort of stuff to get Britomartis’ attention. To get a “kiss” and a “cute date” from her. (We all know that he wanted more than just a date and a kiss, but alas, this is a “children’s book”) 
Apollo and Commodus: 
I’m aware that Commodus is evil, and I don’t like him as a character, but honestly, his relationship with Apollo killed me unlike any other relationship ever had. More specially, this: 
“Overhead, a white silk canopy billowed in the gentle breeze. Inn one corner, a musician sat discretely serenading us with his lyre. Under our feet spread the finest rugs from the eastern provinces. Between our two couches, a table was spread with an afternoon snack of roast boar, pheasant, salmon, and fruit spilling from gold solid cornucopia. 
I was amusing myself by throwing grapes at Commodus’ mouth. Of course, I never missed unless I wanted to, but it was fun to watch the fruit bounce off Commodus’ nose.
“You are terrible,” He teased me. 
And you are perfect, I thought, but merely smiled.”
And: 
“I didn’t mean to laugh at the expense of his distant wife, but part of me was pleased when he talked badly about her. I wanted all his attention for myself.” 
And, of course: 
“Commodus looked at me, panic in his eyes.
“Go,” I said, as calmly as I could, forcing down my misgivings. “You will always have my blessings. You will do fine.” 
But I already suspected what would happen: the young man I knew and loved was about to be consumed by the emperor he would become. 
He rose and kissed me one last time. Then he left the tent- walking, as Romans would say, into the mouth of the wolf. 
“Apollo,” Calypso nudged my arm.
“Don’t go!” I pleaded. Then my past life burned away. “ 
Never forget this hear-wrenching part: 
“As I often did for him after our workout sessions, I filled his great marble bath with streaming rose-scented water. I helped him out of his soiled tunic and eased him into the tub. For a moment, he relaxed and closed his eyes. 
I recalled how he looked sleeping besides me when we were teens. I remembered his easy laugh as we raced through the woods, and the way his face scrunched up adorably when I bounced grapes off his nose. 
I sponged away the spittle and blood from his beard. I gently washed his face. Then I closed my hands around his neck. “I’m sorry.”
I pushed his head underwater and began to squeeze. Commodus was strong. Even in his weakened state, he thrashed and fought. In had to channel my godly might to keep him submerged, and, in doing so, I must’ve revealed my true nature to him. 
He went still, his blue eyes wide with surprise and betrayal. He could not speak, but he mouthed the words: You. Blessed. Me. 
The accusation forced a sob from my throat. The day his father died, I had promised Commodus: You will always have my blessings, Now I was ending his reign. I was interfering in mortal affairs- not just to save lives, or to save Rome, but because I could not stand to see my beautiful Commodus die by anyone else’s hands. 
I hunched over him, crying, my hands around his throat, until the bathwater cooled. 
Britomartis was wrong. I didn’t fear water. I simply couldn’t look at the surface of any pool without imagining Commodus’ face, stung with betrayal, staring up at me.” 
Rick Riordan has a talent of portraying gods and their actions unlike anyone else. 
Apollo loved Commodus, he loved him deeply and wholeheartedly, but he couldn’t see anyone else killing his beloved Commodus. He killed him, for he could not stand the way the young man he loved had destroyed himself, turning into a murderous, evil emperor. 
For me, Apollo has always been a complex god. 
He said so himself in the first book, when he called his arrogance a pretense, when he mentioned he was a guilt-ridden, miserable god. He has never been good at love, for some reason, all of his lovers end tragically in one way or another, some by his own hand (Cassandra, Commodus, etc). It weighs him down more than he admitted when he was a god. As a mortal, he is more connected to his emotions, and is unable to put his usual facade of coolness and of arrogance. 
Everything he has done, every sin he has committed, weighs him down: 
“I imagined Trophonius’ head transposed on his body- my son’s agonized voice crying to the heavens, Take me instead! Save him, Father, please!
This blended with the face of Commodus, staring at me, wounded and betrayed as his carotid pulse hammered against my hands. You. Blessed. Me.
I sobbed and hugged the commode- the only thing that wasn’t spinning. Was there anyone I hadn’t betrayed and disappointed? Any relationship I hadn’t destroyed? 
And, since we’re talking about Apollo and his change, I’d like to mention his relationship with Meg. 
In the beginning, he could not stand her. Then by the end of the first book, he cared for her. Now, on this second book, the feeling grows and morphs into something so profound and so beautiful that I do not have words for it. 
“No! She was- she was trying to protect me.” I choked on the words. “She is my friend. Take me instead!”
And also:
“She is precious to you,” Said the Oracle. “Would you give your life in exchange for hers?”
I had trouble processing that question. Give up my life? At any point in my four thousand years of existence, my answer would’ve been an emphatic No! Are you crazy? One should never give up on one’s life. One’s life is important! The whole point of my quests in the mortal world, finding and securing all these ancient Oracles, was to regain immorality so I wouldn’t have to ponder such awful questions! 
And yet... I thought of Emmie and Josephine renouncing immortality for each other. I thought of Calypso giving up her home, her powers, and eternal life for a chance to roam the world, experience love, and possibly enjoy the wonders of high school in Indiana. 
“Yes,” I found myself saying. “Yes, I would die for Meg McCaffrey.”  
And lastly but not least important:
When Apollo shared Meg’s curse, slipping into her mind and trying to save her: “I would share this burden with her, even if it kills me.” 
What saved us what a simultaneous thought: Meg/Apollo needs me. 
There we had Apollo, someone that, supposedly, only cared about himself, risking his life, his human life, to save his little but beloved friend from madness and darkness. 
It’s a beautiful moment, more so for those of us that adore Apollo since before the PJO books. It’s a beautiful character development from the fuckboy we saw in Titan’s Curse; it’s a beautiful character development from the god that we met in the first TOA book, the god that could only feel annoyance towards Meg.
“Let the girl go,” I whimpered through the pain. “Kill me and let her go.” 
I surprised myself. These were not the last words I had planned. In the event of my death, I’d been hoping to have time to compose a ballad of my glorious deeds- a very long ballad. Yet here I was, at the end of my life, pleading not for myself, but for Meg McCaffrey.” 
The mention of other gods through the book: 
Apparently, gods have a weekly game night in Mount Olympus where Athena loves to gloat about her Scrabble scores. 
AND THIS SAVAGE LINES: (AKA: my cute, dorky ex-god being dorky as fuck)
“Ever since my famous battle with Python, I’ve had a phobia of scaly reptilian creatures. (Especially if you include my stepmother, Hera. BOOM!)
“I’ve always found spiders fascinating creatures, despite what Athena thinks. If you ask me, she’s just jealous of their beautiful faces. BOOM!” 
This important, yet short part: 
Leto knelt at Zeus’ side, her hands clasped in prayer. Her bronze arms glowed against her white sundress. Her long golden hair zigzagged down her back in an elaborate ladder weave. 
“Please, my lord!” She implored. “He is your son. He has learned his lesson!”
“Not yet,” Zeus rumbled. “His real test is yet to come.” 
I laughed and waved. “Hi, mom! Hi, dad!” 
There we have a glimpse of Leto being concerned over Apollo’s fate and we see that she cares. Zeus is, as always, being shady as fuck, and Apollo is super cute while hallucinating and being under the effect of the waters of Mnemosyne and Lethe. 
Apollo realizes how hard some demigods have it: 
From: 
“I’m new to these heroic-quest business. Shouldn’t there be a reward at the end? Not just more deadly quests?”
“Nope,” Leo said. “This is pretty standard.” 
My sweet, innocent Lester seems to forget that when he was Apollo, as a god, he never cared much for the quests he made demigods go through. 
“I wondered if demigods ever felt the need to restrain themselves when facing ungrateful gods like this. No. Surely not. I was special and different. And I deserved better treatment.” 
Had Percy Jackson been there, he would’ve written a gigantic thesis statement with a power-point presentation about how wrong Apollo was. 
Also, this part: 
“I knelt next to him- a boy of about sixteen, my mortal age. I felt no pulse. I didn’t know whose side he had fought on, but that didn’t matter. Either way, his death had gone to waste. I had begun to think that perhaps demigod lives were not as disposable as we gods liked to believe.” 
Finally, at the moment of war, Apollo realizes how easy it is for a mortal to die. And most times, demigods die because of the gods. 
The part where they find out Georgina might be Apollo’s daughter: 
The whole scene, though the most painful part was when Emmie asked if it was payback for having renounced to his gift of immortality: 
“I hadn’t known I could feel any worse, until I did. I really hate that about the mortal heart. It seems to have an infinite capacity of getting heavier. 
“Dear Emmie,” I said. “I would never. Even on my worse days, when I’m destroying nations with plague arrows or putting together set lists for Kidz Bop compilations, I would never take revenge in such a way...” 
That shows that he was a good god, even if he murdered and punished people, he had some kind of morality. He knew where his boundaries went: like when he mentioned that he flirted with the Hunters, but that he would never dare to go any further than that. 
Had it been Zeus, he would’ve raped them already; and canonically, on mythology, I’ve never read about any case of Apollo raping anyone. 
Also, I really liked that Rick added certain parts that showed that our actions, as mortals, are what define us and that, once we take one wrong decision, we cannot pray for better things when it is us that fuck things up. 
I’ve heard so many people complain that their prayers were never answered, that their God never helped them. They don’t seem to realize that God cannot help us if we don’t help ourselves first. 
It’s shown here: 
“Don’t blame me for you robbing the king’s treasury!” I snarled. “You are here because you messed up.” 
“I prayed to you!” 
“Well, perhaps you didn’t pray for the right thing at the right time!” I yelled. “Pray for wisdom before you do something stupid! Don’t pray for me to bail you out after you follow your worst instincts!” 
Apollo’s son, Trophonius, made wrong choices all his life, and when it came back to him, he wanted his father to miraculously save him. It doesn’t work like that, God/gods cannot help if we try to make them fix our whole lives. 
The way they temporarily defeated Commodus. (I found extremely pretty the way Apollo’s real form was revealed) (Finally we had an explanation as to why gods’ real forms are deadly to mortals: they’re pure light.)
The second chance Apollo gave Lityerses. “Everything alive deserves a chance to grow.
Lityerses sobbing when Emmie said he could be part of their family. 
All the “lit” jokes. And the commode ones too. 
“The two bumped fists as if they hadn’t spent the last few days talking about how much they wanted to kill each other. They would’ve made fine Olympian gods.” 
Little Georgina’s words to Apollo. How he told her he was there for her if she wanted to talk. How he was concerned about her, even if he was not sure if she was his daughter. 
“You’ve built something good here, Hemithea.” I said. “Commodus could not destroy it. You’ll restore what you’ve lost. I envy you.” 
Everywhere he goes, Apollo seems to crave home. Not Olympus. Home, as in: a place where he’d feel loved and safe. In the 1st book, he wanted to stay in Camp with his children, now there, he admits that he craved the lovely home, the safe environment that they created at the Waystation. 
“It all felt so homey and cozy, I wanted to volunteer to wash dishes if it meant getting to stay another day.” 
Apollo trying to fix what he did to Agamethus by offering to go to the Underworld once he became a god again, to ask Hades to send him to Elysium. 
“Never underestimate the healing power of music.” 
Lit staying in the Waystation. 
Apollo mentioning that he believed in second chances, and that he could understand Lit since they had things in common- being attractive being one of those things. 
Apollo’s talking arrow only speaking bad Shakespearean English. 
“Being productive. Urgh.” Same, Apollo, same. 
The whole choo-choo scene, I don’t now why but I really really loved that part. 
The fact that WE MIGHT GET TO SEE REYNA, FRANK AND HAZEL ON THE NEXT BOOK.
GROVER UNDERWOOD IS FINALLY BACK. MY SON, MY BABY, MY FAVORITE ENCHILADA LOVER SATYR. HE WILL BE BACK. 
I must’ve missed many points, but this was already very long. In general, I really loved The Dark Prophecy, and I recommend everyone to read it as soon as they can! It is honestly so, so good. As good as the first one, I cannot wait for The Burning Maze! 
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