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located in Olympia, a part of Gods and Monsters: Olympus Has Fallen, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Cadence Perry Character Portrait: Ann Akimiya Character Portrait: Percival Reese Character Portrait: Asher Scott
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ann akimiya // legacy academy // #36A753 // vibe check
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"Come on, c'mon people! Place your bets!" Ann announced, slapping two stacks of bills against one another.

They were all gathered around a fold up table, some in pairs but most marveling at the hard fought battle between the children of Dionysus and Athena. The area felt out of place, a circle of demigods that were too laid back to dance, but not so dull that they wanted to stay at home before Agon. Between the alcohol, the bong hits, and the demigod powers, beer pong had transcended mere, mortal drinking games and become its own drunken Agon. Every duo before Dio and Ath (as they were being called) had fallen either due to the strategic edge of Athena's children or Dionysus' natural inclinations. It was a battle between intelligence and instinct, wit and skill, thinking and feeling. At the edge of the table were all of the game's fallen warriors, now handing off their fun money in hopes that their team would win.

Ann's fanny pack jingled with the sound of multiple currencies as she gestured for Team Dio to begin their rebuttal. It was two cups to one, the older one of the two on his phone and the other squinting in concentration.

"One, two, three!" With one splash and then another, the ball seemed to roll on the rim of solo cup before just barely bouncing out.

A resounding "ah man!" emanated from the crowd before Team Ath grabbed the last ping pong ball and won the match. Everyone seemed to dissipate, some collecting their winnings and others looking for the next big attraction.

"Good game," a blue-eyed girl smiled as she approached Ann, "now about my cut."

"You take Venmo?"

"Cash only." The demigod's gills flared just the slightest against her collar, prompting Ann to toss her a sack of coins.

Poseidon's children had the worst tempers.

"Well if we're done here, I've got a party to get to!" Ann grinned as she skipped past her conspirator.

UV light cloaked the rest of the building while the dance floor was lit with a multitude of colors. Everyone flourished under the high of drugs, alcohol, and fatalistic belief that they'd die tomorrow. And here she was, making bank. Ann had no plans of dying in Agon but she knew better than leave a party sober. If she was going to participate in the deadliest tournament Olympus had to offer she wasn't just going to get wasted. She was going to get white girl wasted.

She approached the bar, waving as she saw each familiar face (except for Tarra and Chadwick who seemed to be talking or whatever). The bartender had their work cut out for them, doling out drinks as fast as demigods could steal them. The counter was home to Cadence and Percy, one of which was her friend via team composition and the other because he was absolutely enthralling. The two of them were dressed to the nines, caring neither for formality or decency. Compared to Cadence's Coachella-ready dress, Percy seemed to fit the runway more than an actual party (seriously where did he snag that Frankie Morello?).

"Man you two are really something else. Having all the fun without me." Ann pouted playfully before turning over to the bartender. "Two shots of scotch if you please!"

She downed them one by one, thinking less about the burn in her throat and more about her half-brother. She had a feeling that he was somewhere around here either hitting on girls or starting drama. They were the closest siblings among all the teams and the least predictable depending on who you asked.

Ann sauntered towards the dance floor, stopping when she found her half-brother walking past Lux (his mind presumably in the gutter).

"Hey!" she waved a hand before stepping over to him.

She held up a small sachet of colorful pills, none of which were technically illegal (or legal). "You want to have some real fun?"