sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“Man im always the one stuck with the- yawwn- middle seat”

Sunny rests her head on Cyrus’s shoulder

“Surprisingly- yawwn- comfy”

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

I...*Jules sounds like he's going to say something, but doesn't* Huh. Romans are a bunch of backstabbers, it seems

“Oh my gods where you like..a slave? Ah i feel bad now, i mean it would make sense you died 2000 years ago, oh Jules im sorry, i wont bring it up again”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“Yea, i guess i could fall asleep on here, and it wouldn’t hurt”

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

Commodus got...strangled, right? That...probably wasn't much fun.

“That’s true, i think that Julius Caesar had the worst reputation, i mean, people on the internet still celebrate his death, tho Tiberius getting killed by his nephew probably sucked”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“Yea, who is it tho? Because i sure as hades don’t know”

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

...well, I'm assuming they're dead now? Again?

“Yea they’re dead now. I wonder which Roman emperor had the worst death? Or in their case fake death”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“Im going to strangle whatever has possessed him. I want to watch the life fade from its eyes…sorry that got dark”

Sunny laughs awkwardly

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

I...have no idea what those are.

Also, did you just say Nero, Caligula, and Commodus? As in, the emperors?

“Yea, they became minor gods or something, pissed me off, like if all the people to become minor gods we got Mr.Shoes, my dad’s Ex, and a guy who tried to kill his mother, why couldn’t we get any of the other emperors, or like, maybe just good people, i swear the romans are so chaotic, yet New Rome and Camp Jupiter are basically a private school”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“I don’t think it’s Apollo’s doing, when I tried using my powers on him they knocked him out for a few hours, so maybe we could use that against him”

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

You? A war veteran?

“Yea, i have a few battles under my belt, like um, the battle of the labyrinth, the battle for manhattan, the war against the Romans, oh and the one against Nero, i wasn’t there for the one against Caligula and Commodus tho”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

A really popular guy, obviously. I had...quite a respected line of work.

“Yea…well since im not going to be able to sleep tonight for obvious reasons, want me to tell you about myself? I mean, you don’t even know that im technically a war veteran”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

Well, on the plus side, if you do anything wrong, like not paying for the bus, saving Manhattan should pretty much make up for it.

“Jules shut up about not paying”

Sunny said while looking at the ground, she then looks back up at Simon and Cyrus

“yea, so not that long of a wait”

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

*Jules scoffs* Hey. You're not my only...okay, so maybe you are. But I'll have you know that in my past life, everyone loved me. The S--well, the point is that I was well-liked. I was pretty much the most popular guy around. So I don't feel bad about having one friend nowadays, because I used to be pretty cool.

“Oh yea, who were you before you died?…stupid question?”

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“Yea, thanks Simon for paying!”

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

You could always sneak onto the bus without paying. It's cheaper.

“Jules we’re not gonna sneak onto the bus, not only is it wrong but it’s unwanted attention if we get caught…sorry voice in my head, umm i should have enough money to pay for the three of us”

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

Yeah. It's fine. *Jules sounds tired, but mildly amused* I'm used to people not trusting me. Well, I was. The thing about being dead is that you can't really interact with people anymore.

So I have no way of telling if people trust me or not. Schrödinger's trust, I guess. *He laughs slightly* But don't sweat it, kid. Save Manhattan first.

“yea, hows it feel to be stuck with me as your only friend”

Sunny says sarcastically

Don't trust him.

*If Sunny were to fall asleep, she would find herself in a dream, standing on a dock made of rotting wood. There would be collapsed buildings in the distance, smoke in the air, and tattered cloaks around her. Moss would be growing on the posts of the cracked dock, and there would be no ships nor boats in sight, but blood splattered planks floating in the water.

If she were to peer over the edge, she would see that the water wasn't regular water. It would have a strange...glassy quality to it, as if there were half-melted sheets of ice covering the expanse. In the reflected shards in the water, there would be a set of eyes that looked like Cyrus's but the hazel hue was gone, replaced with molten gold.

And if she paid more attention, she would hear a voice behind her, Cyrus's voice, although sounding strangely hollow and erratic, as if he was just learning English, mixed with a darker and more aggressive tone of someone who she would not have met before.*

Don't trust Jules. He's a coward, a liar and a traitor. There's a reason he died, there's a reason he had to be killed. He'll use you to find himself a body to live again. He doesn't care about Cyrus, or you. He's lying to you, my child.

*And if Sunny turned around, she would find nothing and nobody behind her. Just a vast expanse of fractured ice and smoke.*

Sunny shoots up in her bed in a cold sweat

“You’re ok Sunny…you’re ok”

She whispers to herself before laying back down, not going back to sleep, just staring up into the ceiling

[sunny-child-of-apollo]

“Theres one a few minutes walk away from Farm Road, we can use that one”

@nightmares-again

Closed starter: quest

Ok let me start this off by saying this is like a main post for the quest story line, so it’s gonna maybe be a bit more complicated

Simon sighs as he gets the stuff, group dad essentially, he’s got three bags of leather armor, and his backpack, full of money, on the go foods and some weapons and tools “it ain’t gonna be easy leaving camp to maybe fight a god like creature…you guys ready?”

@chaotic-hermeschild @sunny-child-of-apollo