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

[seaweedbrain]

Ever thought about maybe starting one? A kind of 'Brain Network for Dummies'? But make sure it's got lots of pictures. They're much easier to read for the folks who have trouble with that kinda thing.

In Clarisse's defence, I know she was looking for Will specifically, but she was also wondering whether me and my girlfriend were here. Don't think I would have seen this message if it weren't broadcast to everyone and now I know my friends are here, loud as they are.

But hey, if Advil exists here? Uh — Advil on me? (That's me saying sorry about the headaches.)

[blackeyedprince]

Maybe? There's usually a meeting in the castle with all the explanation. Or at least there should have been one. I can't say, I don't live there anymore.

You are quite right with that. I guess the damned storms are getting on everyone's nerves.

It's not, but you make me wish it was. I would love to have my ability to focus back. What's the use of healing magic, when you can't heal yourself, because you can't focus, and you need to heal yourself to be able to focus.

[seaweedbrain]

Wait, you can move? The way people talk about this place, it's like you're assigned to one of these cities and that's it.

[ As for meetings, his invitation must have gotten lost in the mail. Or ... more likely, destroyed by the wind and rain outside. ]

These storms are pretty wild, and I'm used to pretty apocalyptic weather patterns back home. I promise it wasn't us though.

[ It's a joke, but also it's dead serious. ]

And therein lies the Catch-22 of healing magic. Do you know Will? And if you do, I don't know if you're where he is, but maybe he could help get you something?

[blackeyedprince]

You are. I am in Nott, but mine is a special case, and it might not be for long.
[The why is immaterial to the discussion, or rather too personal to discuss.]
Sorry to hear that. It's not like that here most of the time. This is some kind of weird fluke, and there most likely are people with better ideas as to why. All I can tell it's the Singularity throwing a tantrum.

Oh, you tell me... I don't. If he's not in Thorne, I probably won't in, well, who knows how long.

[They just collectively ruined their only connection to other cities outside of Horizon, and Saints doesn't Kell regret his life choices right now.]