to: all, with apologies to nico di angelo

[areou]

( the message is deliberately written in ancient greek. for most summoned, the network will auto-translate, but she's hoping there might be others who recognize the original text. )

WILL SOLACE COME RETRIEVE YOUR EMOTIONAL SUPPORT GOTH I'M NOT HIS BABYSITTER

( helpfully, she adds an illustration that no one asked for: )



( then, because nico seriously needs more friends and it's her duty as former head counselor of the ares cabin to embarrass any and all younger campers: )

↖  BTW THIS IS NICO
HE LOVES LONG WALKS THROUGH THE UNDERWORLD AND BROODING IN GRAVEYARDS
HE'S SPOKEN FOR BUT I'M SURE HE'LL BE THE AFTERLIFE OF YOUR NEXT PARTY
CHALLENGE HIM TO A GAME OF MYTHOMAGIC TODAY!!!

ALSO IF ANYONE OUT THERE HAS SEEN THESE DEMIGODS CONTACT ME ASAP
LOOKS LIKE ZEUS IS SUPER FUCKING PISSED AGAIN AND WE NEED A GAMEPLAN

( more shitty doodles follow, this time vaguely resembling percy and annabeth, although this time she labels them: )



— CLARISSE LA RUE, DRAKON-SLAYER, DAUGHTER OF ARES

( she figures she may as well cover all her bases here since all of this feels like a ren faire on steroids anyway.

ooc | threadjacking is more than welcome and, frankly, encouraged. let's all go hog boar wild. 🫡 )

Comments

[demigoth]

Am I? You’re the one who won’t say where you are.

[princessvegas]

And if I am?

[demigoth]

Do you want me to say “Name a time and place, bitch”?

I’m a lot nicer than Clarisse. No offense, Clarisse.

[princessvegas]

Oh, so y'all are just collectively stupid. Gotcha.

[demigoth]

I thought no one needed shit clogging their vision.

[princessvegas]

Turns out the only thing we need less is bigmouth brats who think they get to roll in here and call the shots.

[demigoth]

I’m sure your mouth looks proportional and fine, but maybe you should cool it.

[princessvegas]

Y'all first.

[divasmio]

[ well, he said he was going to parent these kids, time to put his drachma where is mouth is. ]

Nico. Enough. You've made your point.

[demigoth]

She’s after Clarisse for no good reason.

private

[divasmio]

I know you want to back Clarisse up. Your heart's in the right place.

But what has antagonizing this girl accomplished so far?

private

[demigoth]

She showed her heart. Her friend threatened Will’s job.

[divasmio]

[ Damn it. ]

Okay. Thank you for telling me. Hopefully we can smooth this over.

[demigoth]

[ He was expecting more solar flares. ]

You’re always around when bullies are. It’s weird.

[divasmio]

[ All the flares are internal! The kids are riled up enough. He doesn't need to contribute to their stress. They've already shouldered a lifetime's worth of his bullshit, he doesn't need to dump any more onto them. He's the god, he's the parent, he's the adult. It's his job to take care of them. It should have been all along.

He's not sure what to make of Nico's comment, though. He pauses before he answers. ]

What do you mean?

[demigoth]

Dr. Thorn. Octavian, but you kind of started that one a little bit. Nero and the Emperors.

[divasmio]

[ Apollo watches the text scroll by, brows furrowed in deep thought. ]

Tarquin. Incitatus. Britomaris. Sumarbrandr.

[ Okay, maybe the sword wasn't a bully, just annoying.

Speaking of Tarquin... If Apollo had turned, could Nico have perhaps overrode Tarquin's control over him? An odd question he's happy to never have an answer for. Very useful for distracting from the subject at hand... and from the name he knows belongs on the list: Apollo. ]

I suppose being around for almost five thousand years gives one time to make a lot of enemies.

I'm sorry if... being near me has ever gotten you hurt. I was blind to a lot of things for a very long time.

[demigoth]

Not me.

[divasmio]

[ There's a long pause before Apollo answers. ]

That's good to hear, at least.

[ Apollo's not sure he believes Nico. His mistakes have been so numerous, so far reaching... surely he's hurt Nico in some way, even if neither of them know how. In Apollo's mind, he sees Jason's face — So young, so full of potential, so much life ahead of him — ]

Will's told me about his boss, and she sounds like a reasonable person. If this affects his job, I'll talk to her.

[demigoth]

You're bending the rules for him?

[princessvegas]

After? Don't flatter yourselves. SHE came after ME, and I still gave her more than one out. It's not on me that she didn't take em.

[divasmio]

[ Gods, Apollo's been a part of this conversation for all of three minutes and he's already exhausted. Where is this woman getting her energy?

Except he knows where she's getting it, because he's seen Ares pull this shit for centuries. Some people just thrive on conflict. She can clearly see Apollo is trying to de-escalate the situation and yet still she keeps dragging this out and stoking the fire.

Well, fuck you, he's not giving you any fuel. ]

Ok.

[princessvegas]

[ It's more that she sees no need to shoulder the blame for a bunch of children who can't be bothered to just text each other directly. This group chat isn't exactly optional unless willing to completely disengage, and frankly, it isn't her responsibility to turn her own connection off because pissy high schoolers have had a superiority complex pounded into their heads over some stupid fairytales from five thousand years ago.

Julie is just pointing out that no one gets to rewrite the story to turn her into the villain. All she did was say exactly what everyone else who was having this bullshit forced on them was already thinking. This precious little Clarisse of theirs is the one who escalated everything; Julie has no obligation to cower and run with her tail between her legs when she's the one who isn't fresh out of the summoning pool. ]

🆒

[divasmio]

[ Perhaps someday, Julie and Apollo will be in a position to talk this out directly. Maybe not this particular issue — because Apollo sure hopes nobody cares about this argument after tomorrow — but at least about what's going on in her head (and the demigods') and how to communicate and de-escalate if this issue comes up again.

For the time being, though, she seems to get what he's going for here. He considers a thumbs-up emoji, but decides against it. He's fine letting her have the last word. ]

[demigoth]

bye