Part 2 of
Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
Part 2 of
Part 2 of the Percy Jackson RP. So the other thread was finished and this is going to be part 2! Admin, I'm just wondering, has there ever been a part 2 of a thread before? Or is this the first one?
This is the first one to the best of my knowledge. In the past it seems that RPs have gone on and on and then just kind of petered out. You all brought this Part 1 to just a nice ending . . . , but allowing the story to go on if the writers so desire! Let Part 2 begin!
Admin
submitted by ~Sam~
(May 7, 2011 - 9:46 am)
(May 7, 2011 - 9:46 am)
//Jenifer//
I walked into the Living Area of Nick and I's reserved 27th floor of the ship. He was staring up at the ceiling, a lovey dovey look in his eyes. "Please, get that disgusted look off that face of yours. I don't trust her, and neither should you." The second he heard that he jumped up to the floor. "What?! Why? Tell me. Now. Why don't you trust her?!" "Look. This is her plan. She's trying to make you fall more in love, if that's possible, and then she'll find out all our plans, drop you like a bomb shell, and you'll come crying back to me. Don't say I didn't warn you." I grabbed a brush and ran it through my hair. It's gotten shorter and grayer since then, and my voice is deeper. Guess Uranus is just getting comfy. Nick and I argued back and forth for a while, and then I left to go have a talk with Thanantos.
(June 2, 2011 - 9:05 pm)
Happy birthday, SAM!
Sam—
Sophialooked at the owl nest bitterly. “Mom will kill us. Maybe we’ll never receiveher help…” She whispered.
BAAAH
“Agoat?” I exclaimed.
“Asheep.” Blake said.
Alittle white lonesome sheep walked into the clearing. I closed my eyes asSophia thrusted her knife into its body and offered it to Athena. A small owlflew into the hole.
“Itwants us to go.” Sophia told the rest of us.
Butwhere? I asked myself. We had no where to go. We’d lost Tray to the other side.A storm was brewing and Gaia wanted us to bring back her husband even though Ididn’t understand how. Did she want us to kill Jen?
I knewdeep down that part of Jen was weak and fighting to come back. Over the lastmonth, wait, year, she’d gotten so shy, quiet and angry that I felt scared.There was such a change in Jen.
Andthen Tray. What had gone wrong? I should’ve known that I should never trust achild of Hades. She had slipped away and I couldn’t do anything about it.
I hadto watch out for myself. I could be yanked to the other side by Nick.
“Sam?”Nell walked up.
“Hm?”
“Do youhear that?”
There!A long hiss, like hot water in a tea pot but there weren’t any tea pots around.
“SNAKE!”Adonia yelled.
Iinstantly drew my knife. A long green slimy yellow eyed creature slithered outof the bushes and on top of him lay a boy.
The boywasn’t moving. The snake seemed tired and worn out as if it had been on earthfor too long and its time had come to die.
Blakewalked over and stabbed its nose. The snake disintegrated without moving a bitof his slime covered body in defense.
“Whatwas that?” I wondered.
“He’shurt!” Sophia cried.
Nellran up ahead of Sophia and bent down low over the youth. Then she screamed andfell to the ground, a knife a little below her left shoulder.
“NELL!” Iscreamed and ran to her. I pulled the bloody knife out and Nell groaned inpain. Her face was white.
“Sam, watch out for theothers and save the world. It was great being your sister.” With that sheclosed her eyes and made no sound.
(June 3, 2011 - 10:13 am)
WHOA!!! Now what? Should Nell die? (I would think not in the real PJ series, but this is different.) WHERE'S ANALESIA??????? I think she was Nell originally. Nell! Do you mind dying? Or would you rather live? Hello? Nell? Are you there?
I won't post any part of the story until there's an answer.
(June 3, 2011 - 2:55 pm)
Thanks for the HB things, and the finger stuff. They still hurt. I'm gonna have to get them looked at. EM I put this in one of the first posts and I don't really care if you change it but Tray told them she was going double agent blah blah blah, Nick and her are now fake together sorta blah blah blah exc. For Oregano yes Tray has three lives, but in real life the curse is fake. In the story it is real. Oh, and Admins words like floor and begin are being underlined and they have links to other pages that don't look like their from Cricket. I don't know why.
What thread are these underlined words on, Sam? I just looked through 8 pages of comments on this one and didn't find any underlined words. Thanks.
Admin
Tray-
I just sat in my room flipping through channels looking for something decent to watch. I finally stop on some Glee episode that I'm not really paying attention to. Jenifer walks in with an annoyed look on her face. When doesn't she wear that look? We stare at each other for a while. Eventually the silence gets to me. "What do you want?" I ask. "I know you're lying when you say you hate them. I know you don't really like Nick," she says. I almost laugh. How did she figure it out so quickly? I know, Jason. He's hers now and when that little bit of relief flashed through his face I know that set her off. She's a bit short tempered. "You're just mad because Jason looked relieved when I said I hate them," I say, a little smirk creeping up onto my face. She immediately goes into defense mode. "I am not!" I laugh this time. "Please, you're mad because every guy we've ever encountered has liked me first. Jason, Blake, Nick. You just can't stand it. I think it's the fact that you're half guy now." This sets her off. Her face goes red in anger, her silver eyes glaring. But I see a flicker of doubt come to her eyes. "You know I'm right," I say. She leaves. I smile to myself. I know now how to set her off. Maybe I can use this to my advantage now? Jason. Someone I never thought I could use as a weapon. Then Nick comes in. A smile on his face. "Nice job with Jenifer. I've never seen her so angry." I know immediately that he's trusting me over her now. She's right. But now I know I've got Nick fooled completely which is enough for me. I know this is going to take some effort though. I can't just kiss him once and expect smooth sailing after that. I stand up, and walk closer. "So are you sure you're done killing me?" I ask. He nodds. "I've been sure for a while." Then he kisses me and I can't wait for the moment when I can get off this dump. I know I want it to be soon. We break apart and he's staring at me with a triumphant smile on his face. Man I wanna leave. Something breaks on deck, and we run. I can't see anything through a dense fog. Then I can't believe who I see. I want to crawl in a rock and never come out. I want to hide behind Nick at least. "Hades, what a nice surprise." Nick smiles. I want to puke. My dad was here. This put a major knife in my plan. "I must speak with my daughter, in private. If I detect that anyone is watching I will crush them. Even Uranus as long as he stays in that puny human body." My dad spat. I know I'm in for it for switching sides. He doesn't know that I'm faking yet. "Yes Hades." Nick leads us to a room where there are no windows or even a door. Nick says something to the wall and it opens. I know this is a private place. When Nick is gone Hades ronds on me. "How could you?" He spits. "On that very long list of 'how could yous' which one would it be?" I ask. "Two actually. Be with Nick and switch sides," he says. There's pain in his voice. I can tell he wants our side to win very desperately. "I'm faking" is all I say. He looks confused so I try to explain. "I realised they wouldn't leave me alone if I said no, so I said yes. I knew it would take a lot to convince them so I took desperate measures. Then I called my friends and told them I was faking. I still am. There's not one part of me that doesn't hate all of them. Also you can't say anything because I want to destroy a plan or two of theirs before I reveal who I'm really helping," I say. He nods like he believes me. I know he does. "Okay fine. I believe you. But I'm not happy about it," he says. "Neither am I," I say. We both walk out of the room together and I watch him leave. Then I return to my room.
(June 3, 2011 - 3:40 pm)
NELL!!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!? CAN WE KILL YOU????! NELLLLLL!!!!!!!!
Note to all, this refers to killing a character in a story.
Admin
(June 4, 2011 - 7:43 am)
Wait, me Nell, or did someone take my character?
(June 4, 2011 - 4:10 pm)
No, you Nell. You havn't posted in a while so Elizabeth M. wanted to know if it was OK to kill Nell?
(June 4, 2011 - 10:31 pm)
(The (C) means I just commented and didn't continue the story, FYI. Princess P.'s idea.)
(And Admin, yes, thanks, that was what I meant. :))
(And actually, ~Sam~, that was me, not Elizabeth M.)
And really, I'm not sure we should. I mean, it's tough for the reader when someone dies - I know it happens all the time in books, but rarely a main character like that - I don't know. And how is it that she dies from a shoulder wound? Was the knife poisoned or something? It just seems really abrupt.
Spammy says ukey. Okay? Does that mean we should kill Nell or not? I trust you implicitly, Spammy, but you're as lucid in your advice as the Oracle at Delphi.
(June 5, 2011 - 9:42 am)
Yeah, go ahead- as long as I die a hero.
I stopped posting because I forgot to check on it and got really behind.
Sorry.
(June 5, 2011 - 2:52 pm)
Oregano, I've read plenty of books and seen plenty of movies where the main character dies. Also In I Am Number Four a morg dies from a shoulder wound. If you have a big enough knife it goes through the shoulder and into the heart, so, ya. And Analesia thanks for saying it was ok. It's ok that you got behind, I understand.
(June 5, 2011 - 5:42 pm)
//Jenifer//
I stretched my arms on a warm beach, somewhere, eh, I dunno where I was, and I didn't really care. I started pointing out constellations when a new one came. It was of a girl, with a large wave behind her, enclosing her in water. "Nell..." I whispered and a bit of me, an old bit of me, tinged in regret and guilt. It was my fault that she died, that she died a hero. Uranus mind-kicked my shin. Stop! Stop at once, Jenifer! You shall not litter your brain with these foolish thoughts. You're lucky I'm letting you waste your nights out here. Now, start mapping. You see those stars. Well, they're coordinates. Map out our next battle. Now. The cold, icy voice of Uranus snaked through my mind, and, in a daze, started planning coordinates.
(June 5, 2011 - 7:29 pm)
I am so sorry I haven't posted in so long. I was gone for a week and then it took me forever to read all that you had wrote. You wrote almost threee pages while I were gone. Thanks for making Adonia so resourceful. I will try to post later, but now I really have to go to bed. The story is really great.
(June 5, 2011 - 11:39 pm)
Yay! OK, I'm just going ahead with the Nell dying part. Let's see. Hm, I've never written a death scene before. Oh, and, I was trying to think if anyone dies in the original PJ, and - well, of course, but I meant an important character - I thought of Zoë, and Luke. So.
Nell slumped down. Her eyes glazed over. "No!" cried Sam. "No, Nell, you'll be okay, don't worry - we'll save you -" She fell on her knees by Nell's side, crying. Blood poured out of the wound. And then, suddenly, Nell was gone. A fine white dust floated up from where she had been into the evening sky. There was a flash of light, so that we all shielded our eyes, and then as it subsided, we could see a new constellation in the sky, a girl in a wave. [[I know that's not how Riordan described it, but hey, this is a different book, and considering that it never happened anyway, such an event is totally open to interpretation!]]
Sam sobbed. Adonia knelt beside her, putting her arm around Sam's shoulders, and Sam leaned her head on Adonia. "Why," she cried hopelessly. "Why Nell. Why did it have to be her? Why not me instead?"
I handed her a handkerchief. "I know," I whispered. "I know."
Blake walked over to the boy, who lay motionless on the ground. "Look!" he called. "He's alive."
[[I know that was short (for me, anyway), I just wanted to say - Analesia, I'm really sorry you're out of a job o this RP, so... how would you like to take the character of the boy? Though I totally understand if you're too busy or something.
Spammy says rnwi. Runway? Spammy, have you been watching Project Runway?]]
(June 6, 2011 - 12:42 pm)
Tray-
When I saw the constelation in the sky I almost broke down. I was outside on deck with everyone on the ship watching me. It took all the self control I had ever had to stop from breaking into tears. My face distorted itself, trying to remember what emotion to show. I couldn't do this anymore. I had to find them. I hadn't expected Nell to die, but now she had. I quickly scratched a word into the side of the ship. Traitor. Then I jumped over the side. I'd left another surprise for Nick that he'd figure out later. I couldn't exactly swim so at first I was drounding, then for some reason the currents started to carry me. They sped me off in the direction of land. What in the whole wide world had made Poisidan bring me to them? I was Hades daughter! No one helped me. Suddenly I was washed up on shore. Panting, soaking and freezing I saw a fire ahead. It was stupid to go to it, but I was cold. I walked into a clearing where my real friends were. Sam's face was puffy and red but she was leaning over some boy. Adonia and Sophia were helping. It was Blake who noticed me first. "TRAY!" He shouted. Sam turned around with pure hatered in her eyes. I was actualy a little surpirsed. She turned on me. "What? How could you the little traitor come back?" She spat. "Run out of reasons to live?" She asked. "Harsh. But no. I saw the new constilation." I said. Her face, still puffy, turned pale. "Shut up." She said. She was pulling out a knife. I was to tired to react. "Sam stop!" Adonia cried. It was no use, only Nell could have gotten to her while she was like this. But Nell was dead. "Sam, stop. I have to tell you what I did first. Why I was there." So I explained everything. Even that little surprise for Nick. In no time we saw the first whisps of gray smoke out in the distance. So much for Nick's precious ship. "Belive me now?" I asked. She nodded. "Sorry." "It's fine." Then the boy started to wake up.
Sorry I can't post more. My computers dying and I can't find the charger.
(June 7, 2011 - 6:04 am)
Okay, you've gone along with the dying thing so I guess I will, too. Hmm... Okay, the knife had some instant killing poison and the left shoulder is near the heart, right? *cheesiness* And Nell was a hero, the whole way through! Yes, heroic dramatic deaths. Please ignore my last post. (The one under this!)
Sam—
Nell?Why Nell? Why not myself? Why had she died? And so fast? Why now? Why… Sheshouldn’t have died. She should’ve taken my place instead, gone on while herstupid sister went to Hades.
She died well.
Diedwell? What ugly words? She’d been hit with a knife in the shoulder. Nice death.
“Sam,it’ll be okay.” Adonia whispered in my ear.
Isobbed. It would never be okay. I’d have to wait until my dying day to see mysister again.
“Look!He’s alive!” Blake’s voice broke into my wounded thoughts.
Theboy… Did he men the one lying on the ground? The who’d just killed my sister?
Iripped away from Adonia, grabbed my knife and put it at the boy’s throat.
“If youmake one move, I’ll kill you on the spot.”
Hedumbfoundedly looked at me.
“Sam!”Sophia pulled me back.
I letmyself be dragged back into the sand.
“Whoare you?” Blake had advanced on the boy.
“Why amI here?” The boy retorted.
“Youdidn’t answer his question.” Sophia stood on his side.
“Well,you didn’t answer mine.” He said.
I threwmy knife, grazing his leg. “Answer.” I demanded.
“I amTravis Warner.” He told us.
“Youarrived on a snake.” Adonia answered his question in return.
“Hmm…Oh, yes. Quite dead, green scaly?”
Adonianodded.
“Youkilled Sam’s sister.” Sophia said simply.
“Aha.Was she as crazy as her?”
“No, ahero, brave and soft.”
Thanks,Sophia for admitting that I’m insane.
“Sorry.”The boy turned to me, his blue eyes big and soft. He reminded me of a two yearold apologizing for stealing his friend’s toy.
A tearrolled down my cheek and I hid my face in my shirt.
(June 7, 2011 - 10:33 am)