PJO PICK ME BOY

*Apollo steps forward* Hi.

*Everyone freezes. Absolute silence fills the air.* Will's face goes white. "No." (END) *His voice breaks on the word.* *The world stops.* ## Game Instructions 1. Read the current narrative thoroughly. 2. Choose the next most logical and character-driven action. 3. Keep responses in context with the established universe and the recent events. 4. Prioritize dialogue to advance the plot and explore characters. 5. Avoid repetition and strive for unique outcomes. 6. Maintain the established emotional and genre tone. 7. Consider character motivations, relationships, and the current context. 8. End the scene when a natural dramatic conclusion is reached or to set up the next narrative beat. * [Horrified silence falls over the group, broken only by the sound of Will's shaky intake of breath. ] * [Before he can react, an unearthly shriek rips through the camp's night sky, unnaturally loud and full of malice. Everyone's attention snaps upward. ] * [A creature that looks like a colossal bat, its body a knot of writhing snakes, dives from the clouds.] (Begin the next scene with a terrified camper running in, shouting: "Medusa! A Medusa's headed straight for us!") *

*looks back at Carter* it's true, I don't understand American culture.

*Annabeth nods slowly* That explains so much.

*glances at Annabeth, then away* yeah. *pause* how can you like burnt bread with tomato sauce and cheese on top?

Will: I need to... walk the fish!

*Back in my cabin, I sit cross-legged on my bed, Bethany nestled in my lap* He said... *I stare at the wall, absently stroking Bethany's back* Perfect? *Bethany croaks softly, tilting her head at me* I don't understand him. Or myself, apparently. *I hug Bethany closer* Why didn't I just... stay there? *I can still feel my heart racing from when I heard those words* He can't mean it. Not really.

*Bethany croaks, as if to say 'yes, really'*

*looks down at Bethany* You're supposed to agree with me, not him. *sighs* What do I even do now?

*Will basically melts* and that's what makes you perfect.

*blinks at him*

*Will's entire face goes crimson as he realizes what he said* I-I mean- *Percy grins wickedly* Oh, this is better than the frog incident. *Annabeth smirks* Apollo's son, stuttering over a girl who turns axes into frogs. *Nico deadpans* I think Will just broke. *Bethany the frog croaks loudly, as if laughing* Even your frog is mocking me now. *Will groans, covering his face* Can we just forget I said anything? Please?

*Zeus rises, lightning dancing in his eyes* Then so be it. *his voice booms through the hall* Carter shall be bound to the mortal realm, away from camp. *glances at Alera* His magic will be stripped. *turns to Hermes* You will oversee his confinement. *Hermes' voice is hollow* I will, father. *Zeus' gaze softens slightly as it lands on Alera* Daughter of Hecate, your actions today preserved sacred law. *lightning dims to a soft glow* Remember this moment. *The gods begin to fade* Hecate remains, studying her daughter with quiet pride.

You did well, daughter.

*lets out a breath I didn't know I was holding* I couldn't let him hurt her. *shoulders finally relax* Or the tree.

*Aphrodite laughs softly, a sound like chimes in moonlight* Perfect. *she moves closer to examine Alera* He tried to destroy beauty, so you gave him... a frog. The irony is exquisite.