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Theodore Luvgoode

Child of Hades

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a character in “Gods and Monsters: Olympus Has Fallen”, as played by Wolf's Bane109

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Child Of Hades
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F U L LXN A M E
Theodore Charles Luvgoode

N I C K N A M E (S)
Theo | Most used and preffered
Teddy | Childhood nickname, tolerates
Charlie | Less used, not a big fan

B I R T H D A Y
August 15th

A G E
Nineteen (19)

P A R E N T
Hades

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual

G E N D E R / P R O N O U N S
Nonbinary | They/Them/He/Him

E T H N I C I T Y
Japanese, Chinese, Korean, and Caucasian mix

H O M E T O W N

Palm Springs, CA



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S T Y L E
His style isn't much to note, he wears what he wants, when he wants. Anything with color, whites and , but more than not he can be seen in black, patterns, especially layers such as jumpers, sweaters, jackets, and whatever else he feels like in the mood to wear. He isn't exactly one for fashion, but he does try his best, often coming off as boyish. Anything including skinny jeans and t-shirts, and jackets such as leather and pullover sweaters tend to be Theo's go to clothing-wise. but on the occasion for a party or formal gathering, Theodore is one that knows how to dress to impress.

H E I G H T & B U I L D
5' 11" | 180cm | 154lbs | 70kg

A P P E A R A N C E
Theo's build is what many would describe as a twig with muscle. He's not very tall being around average height for his age. Much like many people his age he can eat and eat and put hardly any weight on, hence his rather small frame, except for his arms and legs which is where most of his natural muscle is found. His dark mousy hair contrasts against his darkened toned skin with his even darker eyes, almost highlighting the dark and sunken rings under his eyes. He in a sense is highly and conventionally attractive, full lips, strong jaw, and bright, friendly eyes put him on the more attractive end of the scale.

His hair is constantly messy either when let down and passed their shoulders, or is tied up in a tight pony-tail. By the end of the day Theo's hair is constantly messy as he is normally seen messing with his hair throughout the day. As for general looks, Theo basically screams the stereotypical young homosexual male stigma, or at least a more masculine type, maybe a combination of either. As Theo isn't afraid of representing their sexuality or gender, as he often has a bracelet or some other apparel like a necklace or what have you, with a flag or color combination on him in some manner. If someone doesn't like the way Theo carries themself, then they can speak to them personally. He spent much of his life hating himself for how Theo identified, and now they aren't going to have anyone else make them feel less of a person.



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L I K E S
Cooking, wherever Theo is, you can be sure that he is either thinking about what to make, or is already cooking away in the kitchen in his free time // Music, singing and dancing, considering that he's one that can never stay still for long periods of time, it's never a shock that he loves all things that involve music // Shiny and fancy things, he's easily entertained and loves most things that have a shiny texture or appearance // Making friends, Theo didn't have many friends in highschool, but he tries to make friends wherever he goes // Tea, especially the light and sweet ones that smell likes flowers // Making clothes/sewing, it isn't surprising that he adores making new outfits for him or his friends // Animals, it doesn't matter whether big or small, or cute or scary, Theo loves them all especially the cute and fluffy ones // Sweets, he has a major sweet tooth and adores anything from basic sweet to cakes and muffins

D I S L I K E S
Loud or sudden noises, seeing as they can be easily confused and startled by them // Sour, bitter, and hot foods, he doesn't have a high enough tolerance for them and doesn't understand how anyone can eat that kind of stuff // The smell of burnt things, like coffee and toast, they make him feel sick // He doesn't like anything that involves blood and gore, and as such anything scary or horror related is one sure way of scaring him and keeping him up at night // Theodore absolutely hates seeing people get hurt, and as such he's constantly paranoid of someone getting injured or worse // Being seen as a bother or waste of space // Strong smells, like burnt coffee or burnt flesh, something about that causes panic and anxiety // Things of his being touched, even his own items like a pen or cup being touched by someone else will have to make him clean the object several times before he can use it again // The sound of eating or mouth sounds, Theo can't stand the sound or sight of someone eating, which causes them to eat alone most of the time // Unclean and dirty surfaces, even the smallest specs of dust or dirt cause stress and anxiety for him, as Theo's room is usually impecibly clean // Public transport, he can't stand those places and avoids them at all costs


Q U I R K S & H A B I T S
Tends to rub their hands when trying to focus on something or overly stressed // Taps his foot when impatient or when trying to focus // Theo snorts when they laugh, and absolutely hates it as it's incredibly noticeable and ugly in their opinion // Scrunches up their nose whenever he laughs or finds something cute, much to their disdain people tend to point it out //


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In simple terms, Theo comes across as the younger and more flamboyant best friend that everyone would want, even if they don't want to admit it. He's funny, smart, kind, and loyal to the point that it's almost painfully so, and Theo would do anything to keep their group of friends-or more like family safe from harm.

Theo cares for people, they truly do, but it's just hard for him, since they've lost everyone he's ever truly cared for. Theo's the type of guy who would save a cup of tea or hot chocolate with some music in front of a warm fire with soft blankets and pillows in a heart-beat, especially if some good conversation was involved. He enjoys the party life, sometimes pretending to be that person who really never helps with the million problems you deal with in one's day to day life. Just like everyone, he has his good moments, especially with their friends. Sometimes they can feel like family to Theo, and sometimes he feels like they wanna kill him. His personality has been referred to as, innocent by most who know him, and annoying and arrogant by some others that haven't exactly gotten to know Theo very well. He always has a smile on his face and has jokes to tell and positive vibes to share with everyone Theo comes across.

Whether they try to or not, Theo typically becomes the noticeable one in a crowd. The only one who differs from being just an ordinary person, if that even exists in Legacy. Theo and his brother used to be both the ones who can have similar ways of thinking things through the right way, though all he feels like is that every good move he makes ends up becoming a bad one, which it usually does due to his lack of common sense, and in a way, his lack of everyday smarts. But that isn't to say Theodore is in idiot, he just lacs common sense more often than not. His charm and naturally calm and cool demeanor came from his father, as almost all children of Hades.

But then there are the bad days, just like everyone else has one. Sometimes, Theodore just wants everyone to like him for who he really is-tricky thing is that he's helpful and worst of all everyone tends to never see his usefulness due to his reckless nature and on the spure of the moment antics, and instead take his quirks and use them as a way to put him down, resulting in him shutting down and wishing to just disappear for a while.




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T E A M R O L E

Special

A M B I T I O N S
Theo wants nothing more than to gain control over their powers, in one way or another, possibly gain his father's favor. While Theo isn't outright hated by Hades, they know full well that they are a bit of a disappointment in their father's eyes due to the life choices and visions Theodore has for himself. If he can win the Argon, and win his father's favor, maybe then Theo can prove themself as a note-worthy child of Hades.

R E P U T A T I O N
Around Legacy, Theodore is known to be one of the loudmouth, trouble makers with a good heart. If he isn't pulling pranks or taking some things too lightly, then Theo is most likely just barely getting by in his classes. He's a good fighter and is known to be a bit of a show-off with not only his powers but his natural flexibility. Whether people love him or hate him, Theo isn't one to hold too much of hard feelings against anyone and understands when people give him space or decide to not be their friend anymore.

F E A R S
The fact he can commune with the dead, he hates the fact that he has been able to see ghosts since Theo was a very small child

Disappointing Hades, while Theo knows they aren't their father's favorite offspring, they still can't help but want to prove that they are in fact worthy of being called a child of Hades

Snakes, whether big or small they have always made Theo's skin crawl. The sight of one can cause anxiety and panic attacks until he is managed to be calmed down

T A L E N T S
Theo is a man of many talents, but he does know how to cook and is rather good at it and is easily seen cooking whenever he can. Often being a showoff in the kitchen // Sewing/knitting, seeing as how he was raised rather unorthodoxly, he grew up knowing how to make clothes and as such tends to make clothing for his friends and himself as gifts // Dancing, he's rather good at it despite people never knowing it as he is rather shy about other people seeing him dance, unless alcohol is involved // Parkour, Theo spent much of his time running across buildings and around the city of California

H O B B I E S
Parkour // Basketball // Swimming // Rock-Climbing // Boxing

W E A K N E S S E S
The fact he gets scared easily, anything from a simple bump in the night to seeing someone get injured causes him to begin to hyperventilate and panic // Theo's natural leaning towards reckless behavior, and borderline dangerous ideas of fun, it isn't surprising for him to act on instinct instead of thinking things through // Theo despises his ability to commune with the dead, and the fact he constantly hears whispers far off in the distance and happens to see shadowy figures in the night, it isn't shocking he doesn't sleep much as all Theo ever sees when they close their eyes is ghosts of the past



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H I S T O R I A
Theodore had a much harder upbringing compared to many of his counterparts, and from an early age he realized it all too soon at an early age that he was different. Theo grew up on the streets of LA, and from an early age he spent much of his time running with people that in hindsight weren't the best for his developing years. Theodore had been tossed aside and left on a doorstep by his biological mother, who otherwise would have raised him in a drug den of a home. That is all he knew by the age of five. His mother nor his father wanted him and left him to an orphanage that had far too many kids than they should have had, and many went mistreated and abused by staff or other kids.

When Theo was eight years old, that was when the dreams started. They started out small and in random bursts. But they would always have the same effect and go along the same way. Theo would see shadowy figures among the hallways and room of the orphanage at night, or would have such terrible night terrors that he could never sleep. Constantly leaving him awake at night to the unnerving silence that filled his room. It was only when he turned twelve that he began to see things, or more so people that others couldn't. It started out small enough. Disfigured faces in places that didn't make sense for people to be, familiar faces among crowds that he could have sworn he saw in his dreams.

The endless dreams and nightmares began to become too frequent, too loud, especially when he would awake in the night and see a shadow figure at the foot of his bed. Talking to him, begging for Theo to listen. But the voices never sat right with him. They were always distorted, garbled ramblings that he could never fully understand. Doctors were brought in to try to help him, diagnosing him with schizophrenia and some other visual and mental possibilities. Theodore knew that wasn't the case, there wasn't something wrong with him, at least not like that. He knew what he saw were real and weren't just visions of a delusional mind.

The risk of being sent to a psyche ward was something he wasn't going to risk being subjected to, and the morning before he was going to be shipped out, Theo packed what he could into a small duffle bag and fled throughout the second story bedroom. Disappearing into the night. Memories faded in and out as the years slowly passed, Theo doing whatever he had to survive. Whether that was taking part in small crimes, begging for a few bucks, offering services to clean someone's car. Anything to help just make it by.

Theo was fourteen when he ran into a group of slightly older kids who took some pity on him, as well as thought that his skills would come in handy as he was rather light and quick on his feet. In exchange for his skills, they'd give him a place to call home as well as a family of people that would help him out. Theodore was skeptical, but what else did he have to lose? He spent the first few weeks making it by within the group by causing petty crimes like stealing a laptop or phone from an unsuspecting bystander. In turn, he received cash and food, as well as a place to rest his head, even if he didn't sleep much. Gradually over time, his other powers began to manifest like all children of Hades. It started out slow, he found out from one of his lack of sleep induced episodes as he saw a shadow figure coming after him, that he could manipulate the shadows around him, but only in small bursts of time and only when overly stressed. Something he isn't exactly fully a master in just yet.

Theodore began to think he was losing his mind as the voices and visions kept coming back, seeing those same faces and figures from his childhood once more. He thought he was losing his mind, and for once in his life, he questioned the figure. Never expecting it to answer him, but when the figure spoke, he heard it. Theodore heard the words that came from the normally disfigured form. The conversation was short and he never exactly understood, but ever since then he had continued to see ghosts and spirits, but he refused to interact with them. That night was just too much for him, what he was told and what he had seen, it was just too much.

The last of all of his strangest occurrences was when he was sixteen, during what was supposed to be a routinely done break in and leave. Take only a few things and get out. Leave no traces, no hand or fingerprints, nothing. They did everything they were supposed to, and midway looking through things, the sound of officers were heard from above. The cops had already arrived. Meaning they had mere seconds before they were cornered and left for dead. They began to scatter by the time the door had been kicked in, and officers entered the room, all guns were drawn and aimed at Theodore as his friends had already escaped by the time it was his turn was next.

Theodore didn't remember what happened exactly, all he knew was that everything began to grow dark. The next moment he opened his eyes, he was no longer in the basement of a building but was what looked like something only one had ever seen in movies. A deep yet calm voice spoke out to Theodore form a distance before a figure stepped out from the shadows itself. The older man bore a smile on his face as he looked at Theodore, but not one of happiness. But one that is from being expected, and even slight disappointment. Theodore began to question where he was and who this man was, but was interrupted as the man said none of that was important, but what was is that he had an offer. One that was better than living off the streets, constantly stealing just for the sake of getting by. If even barely.

The man introduced himself as Hades, and Theodore's own birth father. Explaining the things he had seen, the faces and ghosts and voices. He was going crazy or losing his mind. He simply had a gift that not many people had, and that there was a place for people like him, a place where Theo could learn how to control his powers that he otherwise saw as a hindrance and curse. Legacy Academy, a bordering school for demi-gods like himself. A safe place for people like him, that he could be safe and not have to worry about anything ever again. Theodore told Hades to show him, bring him there. Just to prove he wasn't losing his mind. Olympia was everything he had wanted and more, and Theodore never found himself looking back. Legacy Academy and the friends he had made since coming to the boarding school had been more than he ever expected, as well as figuring himself out in more ways than one, more than just a demi-god, and more than a child of Hades. Feeling like he had finally found a home that he could call his own, with people like him, Theo isn't willing to let anything take it away from him if he can help it.



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Daughter of Artemis // Brawn // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #49AD8F

The fading in and out of the music overhead would have been enough to drive anyone to madness if it weren't for the copious amounts of alcohol, glow-paint, and over all atmosphere and vibe of the party as Riley sat by herself at the bar. Normally, she wouldn't have been in a situation like this, she wasn't exactly one for parties, especially ones like this. The overabundance of hormones and teenagers would be enough for anyone to call it quits, which Riley was slowly beginning to have her second thoughts as to why she was even here to begin with. She wasn't a party-goer, nevermind one of this caliber, but when she knew her friends had wanted her to be here in the first place, it was a bit too much for her to say no. Besides, she could handle being out for a little while longer, being around others wasn't entirely draining after all. But sitting here, waiting for any of her friends to show up was beginning to wear her down.

With a soft sight, Riley propped her head atop her left hand as she sat there patiently waiting for someone to show up and drag her away to something fun. Anything at this point. The daughter of Artemis was taken aback when she heard one of the students yell as he streaked across the field. Rolling her eyes as she shook her head, she really shouldn't have been here. But she had to hold out for her friends, if they were actually coming, which she was beginning to have second thoughts, maybe they set her up? Maybe it was a prank, or maybe she was even overthinking everything. With the premise of the Agon just around the corner, Riley was beginning to question if she really made the right decision. She wasn't a fighter, at least not a proper one, and out of all the demigods going into this, she was by far one of the least likely ones to come out of this alive, or even in one piece.

Riley was out of her element in every way imaginable and the reality of the situation began to slowly creep into her thoughts. Even if she did somehow manage to get out of the Agon alive, nevermind win, would it really be worth it in the end? Not like she really had much going for her anyway, her relationship with her mother was already falling apart back on Earth, her relationship with Artemis was rocky to say the least, and her future wasn't exactly a shining beacon of hope. Riley sighed as she picked up the glass in front of her, and downed the liquid in one fell swoop before the bartender filled it up once again. Maybe she could try finding one of her friends out in the crowd and try to enjoy herself for the last few hours before everything would change with the Agon. That's the least she could hope for at this point. Getting up out of her seat, Riley began to make her way through the large crowds of people in search of at least one recognizable face to help distract her until she managed to find one of her friends.






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Son of Poseidon // Special // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #006994

The music blared from all around as the party sprung to life as students preparing for the Agon celebrated one of their last few nights being a normal teenager. If any of them could ever consider themselves that in retrospect. Tommy found himself running across the field with one of his classmates as he streaked across the field in front of him. Tommy knew that if his friend was lucky, maybe he'd just get a warning, or if he was stupid and messed it up, he'd get at least detention at some point if he was caught by a teacher. Tommy slowed his pace down behind his friend as he needed to catch his breath, his eyes scanning the layout before him. Tommy caught himself staring across the way as an all too familiar face was clearly having an altercation with another student he recognized. Lucas, one of the children of Hermes that even Tommy wasn't exactly a fan of. He contemplated if he should go over and interject, but as the scene unfolded before his eyes, he knew the answer. Not like he would have been much of a help anyway. With the mix of him being on the smaller end, as well as knowing Abby Jarvis was all too capable of taking care of herself, he knew it would be best if he kept his distance and space away from the daughter of Ares. Abby having been only one of the few students to genuinely scare him. If he was ever so bold to even tell her that.

Tommy felt himself being forcibly pushed to the side by a much larger figure, which brought him back to his senses. "Oh shit, sorry my ba. I-" he started, but was stopped as another familiar face locked eyes with his. The older student simply looked down at Tommy with eyes that glinted in the light. "Watch where you're going, punk." the older male snapped back, his accent coming in full force. Tommy felt himself shrink the moment the son of Zues opened his mouth, causing him to take a few steps backward. Almost tripping over his own feet, "My bad, Logan. I'll be sure to watch where I'm going next time. Entirely my fault." Tommy quickly fumbled over his words, watching as the blonde-haired giant slowly turned and walked away in the opposite direction. Thomas could have sworn his life flashed before his eyes every time he had any sort of interaction with Logan. Sure, they were on the same team and had to work together soon enough in the Agon, but that was one of the downsides of it all.

Tommy was by no means a part of their group in terms of popularity, nor did he feel entirely confident being a part of their team, as he tended to always feel like a burden or trouble to the rest. But Tarra always reassured that Tommy was fine and that Logan could always just go and fuck himself if he really had an issue with Tommy being in their group. The only one that never made him feel like an outsider, was Erin. Who he was very greatful for. Out of those three, she was the least mean or rude to him, and was rather kind as far as he was concerned. If anything, he looked up to the daughter of Dionysus, and saw her like an older sister in a few ways. He admired her control over her powers, and the fact she wasn't entirely terrible company to have for the most part, he couldn't complain. Maybe he wasn't in the entirely worst team he could have been assigned to, only one way to find out was just around the corner. But he didn't have time to ponder on the Agon, he was here for a good time, and that's what he intended on doing as he made his way across the dancefloor and over to the bar to get a drink, and hopefully find someone to talk to.






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Child of Hades // Special // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #575772

The party had only been going on for an hour or so, and everything was already in a drunken haze for Theodore as he was in the middle of a large group of students, shotgunning a large can of four loco. Crushing the can flat as Theodore finished off the rest of the alcohol as his friends shouted in a drunken victory, patting him on the back and cheering him on for more. "I will, I will. Just uh, gimme a minute" Theodore chuckled as he cleaned himself off from the excess alcohol, which wasn't much at least. The beat and blare of the music overhead was slowly starting to get to him as he felt the world beneath his feet slide a bit as he tried to stay upright. "I'll be back in a few. I have something I need to do." the demigod chuckled as he walked away from his friends, briefly looking up at the stage where the dj station was. Flashing a small smile to Erin as she gave him a wide grin and wave of her hand, clearly enjoying herself as always. One of the few people that knew how to party, and pick some good songs for a party no doubt, would of course be a child of Dionysus, if not Apollo. Theodore turned back to the direction he was headed and stopped as he noticed a small altercation going on between Tommy and one of his teammates.

Theodore could feel a bit of annoyance and anger begin to brew as he watched the altercation go down before his very eyes. Thankfully, it was over before anything happened, but seeing one of his close friends being treated like shit by someone who always overstepped his boundaries didn't sit right with him. They'd probably talk to Logan about it later, and help set him straight. They had the annual Agon coming up, and Logan didn't need to fuck up anything else for his team than he already had done. The week prior Logan had caused a small scuffle with a few other students, and as a repercussion, his whole team had been threatened with being kicked out of the selection of teens being entered into the Agon. Which, Logan clearly didn't seem to care too much about. Why would he anyway? Logan was the type to do whatever he wanted, and get away with it, which wasn't surprising to anyone.

Sighing to himself as he saw Tommy walk away shortly after Logan stomped off, Theo continued his short walk to the opposite end of the bar, grabbing a few more drinks as he did so before turning around as he felt someone touch his back. "Hey, do you mind? I-Oh hey Tarra." he said with a small smile as the girl greeted Theo with a smile. "Hey, Theo. Have you seen Logan anywhere? I need to talk to him for a minute." the daughter of Hera shouted over the music. Theo shook his head as he didn't know where he went, "All I know is that he went off in that direction after starting some shit with Tommy. The usual, ya know?" he said with a coy smile, before taking a sip of his drink. "Figures. Thanks, Theo. I'll be sure to talk to him about that. Thanks." Tarra said with a smile, before quickly swiping Theodore's drink from his hands and dipping into the crowd. Leaving Theodore by himself, and without a drink. "Son of a bitch..." Theodore muttered under his breath as he watched her walk away with his drink, shaking his head as he turned back to the bar to order another one.







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Daughter of Dionysus // Support // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #8c066d

The party had sprung to life and crowds easily formed on the dancefloor as students gorged themselves on alcohol and other substances, as Erin stood on the stage and overlooked the event. She hadn't been in charge of looking after a party in a long time, and being back in her normal place after so long felt like home to her. If she could spend the rest of her life amongst the chaos of a good party, she'd kiss Legacy goodbye in a heartbeat, but she knew things like that were impractical and wouldn't last long. Even her love for events like this, and the high she got off of it would eventually grow old and tiring. Even if she didn't want to admit it. A smile creased her lips as she saw a familiar face amongst the crowds of people dancing, giving Theo a small nod and wave of her hand as she saw him make hos way over to the bar, losing him in the sea of faces.

Erin almost jumped out of her skin as she felt someone tap her on her shoulder. Looking to see who tapped her on the arm, she was relieved to see it was one of the other students relieving her for her break. Gods knew she needed one. "I'll be back in just a bit." she said with a smile as she left the other student in charge of the music for now. A child of Apollo, so they should have been more than fine on their own. Erin stretched and made her way off the stage with a small jump, landing in a group of students who cheered her on and patted her on the back, clearly all drunk and even high off of their asses. Erin simply shook her head and smiled as she pushed her way through the groups of students, almost being taken down as a much larger student ran out from nowhere and stumbled into her. "Watch where you're stepping, asshole." she called after him, seeing how he didn't pay much mind as he was quickly on his feet and running again. Dumbass, she cursed to herself as she got back to her feet thanks to no one, and started her way back to the bar where she had seen Theodore walk off to.

Much to her surprise as she pushed her way through the last group of drunken students, Erin saw Theodore and Tarra talking. Over the music and people around her, she couldn't exactly understand what was being said, nor did she think she really wanted to. Erin watched as Tarra swiped Theo's drink from their hands and made her way back into the crowd, disappearing from sight. Shaking her head, Erin walked up to Theodore with her shit-eating grin on her face as she did so. "So what was that all about?" she questioned, Theo shook his head at her question. "Wouldn't you like to know?" he chucked. "Why yes, yes I would. Hence why I asked." Erin mused, leaning against the counter of the bar. "She was just asking me if I had seen Logan, that was all. And then swiped my drink. Your girlfriend is a thief, ya know that?" Theo questioned with a chuckle, "Oh, trust me. I know better than anyone." Erin chuckled back as she received her drink, turning back to Theodore. "Well, I'll let you be. Now, I'm gonna go reprimand Tarra for stealing your drink. See you around, bud?" the two clinked their glasses and took a sip before Erin made her way back into the crowd of students once more in search of a drink thief, as well as figure out what she wanted to do while she still had some time to waste.





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Daughter of Hera // Brain // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #4c067a

Tarra made her way through the crowds after having stolen a drink, which in turn ended up being a pretty good choice. Least Theodore proved to have some sort of taste in alcohol. Besides, talking to Theodore was never a dull moment, surprisingly enough she actually had a small soft spot for him, if some were so bold to say. Tarra was halfway through the dancefloor and was on her hunt for Logan when she felt someone grab her by the arm. Instinctively, she turned around as she pulled her arm back towards herself, ready to tell the person to fuck off as she wasn't in the mood to talk, only to stop herself as she saw who it was. Only Erin. A small and genuine smile spread across her face, "Oh hey, babe. You already done with your break or...?" she questioned. "Not exactly, just on my break before I have to go back. But, I did want to at least have one dance with you before I go back to work, sound fair to you?" Erin said with a smile.

Tarra wasn't exactly in the mood for a dance, but she wasn't about to disappoint her girlfriend, least not right now. She could allow one dance at least for now. "I guess I could allow one dance with you." Tarra said with a sly smile. Erin had her moments of being endearing, and these were one of those few moments. A large smile appeared on Erin's face, and she quickly grabbed Tarra's hand and pulled her the side as another song started playing, Tarra placed her arms around her neck, along her shoulders as the two swayed to the beat. "So, what do you think of the whole Agon thing? Feeling nervous or do you still want to be a part of it?" she questioned, trying to gauge a response from Erin, as well as being genuinely curious of anyone else was nervous about the whole prospect. "Well, I mean...How can one not be nervous? Things could go easily wrong but, as long as we all work accordingly, we should be fine? Right? Besides, we're kind of like the best team for the job, right?" Erin mused with a smile. Tarra gave a small nod, still not exactly sure how to feel about it all herself. "I mean, as long as Tommy or Logan don't fuck it up, we should be fine. But, you know how those two dumbasses are, so who knows. But we'll be fine, from what I've heard, the Agon isn't even that hard." Tarra tried to ease around the subject as the two danced.

Thinking to herself for a moment Tarra looked around before looking back at her girlfriend, giving her a smile, "You trust me in this, right? You don't think we're going about this the wrong way?" Erin quirked her eyebrow at the odd question, not exactly understanding what Tarra was trying to allude to. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." she hushed under her breath. Giving a small nod, "Oh, that. Yeah. You're doing the right thing, I mean...We don't really have much of a choice. Not like I would have chosen a different side or anything. If that's what you're thinking." Erin questioned, with a small tinge of uncertainty. "Oh, of course not, Rin. I didn't...I wasn't trying to suggest that. I just wanted to make sure you were still on board is all. Ya know?" Tarra gave a small smile, Erin only simply gave a small nod in response. Neither one was entirely being honest, nor did they feel the need to push for an honest answer. Not in public at least. This environment wasn't the place for this.

"Hey uh, how about you get me another drink, as well as yourself one, and we can continue this conversation later?" Tarra gave Erin a small kiss on the cheek, "Sure, babe. Anything in particular or does it not matter?" Tarra gave a small shrug of her shoulders and watched as Erin disappeared into the crowd as she went to retrieve some drinks. Turning back around, she rolled her eyes and sighed heavily as Tarra saw another figure off to the side. Tarra pushed through the crowd and made her way over to the male that stood along to the wall, red solo cup in hand. "Well, what're you doing all the way over here by yourself, handsome?" she said with a small grin. "Being here against my will, as usual. I could have been in my room, reading a book and being away from the headache of it all. But yet you insist that I come here to this...Party. Why?" Chadwick questioned, taking a sip from his drink. "Because I needed a vote of confidence in someone I could actually trust in being honest with me? Besides, Erin is off doing her own thing as usual, Logan is being Logan and is no help to anyone, and Tommy...Don't even get me started on him." Tarra quipped under her breath, resting her back against the wall. "So, what I'm hearing is, you want to get rid of him? Cuz you know I could do that for you?" Chadwick said with a sickening smile. "Trust me, that's not what I want from you, least not now...But, there is something I do want from you." she said in a sickly sweet tone. The male raised his eyebrow in question, before taking Tarra's hand and following her throughout the crowd until they disappeared from sight.





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xxxwe live in cities
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The tiny sensible part of Amyโ€™s brain said that maybe getting drunk the night before what was probably going to be the biggest few days of her life wasnโ€™t exactly the best idea. But the burn of the vodka burnt away the anxiety sheโ€™d been feeling before sheโ€™d started drinking. God, was she crazy? She had to be crazy to get herself into this. She was good with a sword and she was strong and fast, but she wasnโ€™t exceptional at any of them. Elliot had told them all they were ready, but he wasnโ€™t going to tell them otherwise the day before the Agon. Maybe she should have waited another year.

Or maybe she just needed another drink. Yeah, she probably just needed another drink. Everyone around her seemed to be way drunker than she was. She was pretty sure sheโ€™d just seen someone streaking, which she desperately hoped was as the result of way, way too much alcohol. But some of the Dionysus kids were just that weird, so she didn't want to make assumptions as such. She was at least glad she hadn't overdone it with her outfit. She'd missed out on the neon paint but had made up for it with the sheer amount of highlighter she'd dusted over her face and legs.

As she reached the nearest bar, the selection of shots was almost overwhelming. There was a moment where she contemplated going and finding something a little more manageable, or maybe waiting until Reagan finally decided to show so they could at least make dumb decisions together. But another figure at the end of the bar caught Amyโ€™s attention. She reached for the nearest shot and downed it, then downed another one practically without catching her breath. And then she grabbed some brightly colored neon drink and made her way down to Theo. She could feel the alcohol hitting already and she grinned.

โ€œHey, Teddy,โ€ she called as she reached him, leaning on the bar beside him. โ€œGood party, huh?โ€





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xxxthis dream isn't feeling sweet
xxxwe're reeling through the midnight streets
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xxxit feels so scary, getting old

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Back in Camden, Min hadnโ€™t gone to many, if any, parties, and none of them were like this. The closest thing heโ€™d experienced to a party was him and the two people heโ€™d called friends playing some games together, all of them deciding they were going to rebellious and try a beer, and immediately deciding that they hated it. Heโ€™d never experienced anything like this, with the array of unnaturally coloured drinks and pulsing music and strobing lights. When heโ€™d first arrived, things had felt so incredibly overwhelming that heโ€™d considered turning around and just going home. But heโ€™d been convinced to stay, and it had led to his current scenario.

He had lost Percy, for a start. Had he wandered off in search of a drink or had it been Min that had gotten lost? He wasnโ€™t quite sure. And that was the second issue. For the first time in his life, Min was drunk. Considering heโ€™d never drank more than a glass of champagne at a fancy event, he probably should have taken it a little easier than he had. But in his defense, he was about to enter an event where he could very well die or lose any of the handful of people he really cared about. God knows, heโ€™d needed a distraction from that.

And, well, he hadnโ€™t realised quite how strong the jello shots were.

He was, at least, aware enough to know that he needed to sit down. He was not, however, aware enough to know that he probably needed to drink something that didnโ€™t contain copious amounts of spirits, and so had a glass of rum and coke in his hand. He told himself that it was, at least, better than shots.




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xxsay a prayer but let the good times roll
xxin case god doesn't show
xxand I want these words to make things right
xxbut it's the wrongs that make the words come to life

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It had been ten years since Elliotโ€™s Agon, and the parties appeared to have only gotten bigger and bolder since then. His party had seemed wild at the time, but it was nothing compared to the rave that seemed to be going on across the lake. They deserved every minute of it, though. Everyone seemed to have been putting in that little bit more of an effort in his class over the past few weeks, eager to make themselves the best they could be in time for the Agon, and his team had been training like crazy over the past few weeks. Some of them had even been prepared to train tonight, but heโ€™d told them to take the night off and just let themselves be dumb teenagers for a while.

That didnโ€™t mean Elliot had been sitting around idly though. He had planned on taking the night off, maybe hitting up some of the bars. But instead, heโ€™d spent the past few hours working with Reagan, making sure she was confident. She was more than capable, but he was mostly concerned about whether or not her emotions would get the better of her. So if some last minute training would help her feel more confident, he sure as hell wasnโ€™t going to turn it down.

He raised an eyebrow as he caught sight of the light show going on at the party, laughing a little. โ€œYou know, back in my day, we at least tried to be subtle about this,โ€ he teased lightly. โ€œBut Iโ€™ll pretend I know nothing about it.โ€ He was pretty sure they were all much more sophisticated now. At his Pre-Agon Bash, at least one kid had drunk an entire bottle of wine and had to be carried home by a team of Zeusโ€™ kids.

โ€œI should probably leave you here, if I get any closer itโ€™ll be harder to claim I had absolutely zero knowledge about this if anyone asks.โ€ He pulled Reagan in for a quick hug. โ€œGo on, go enjoy yourself. Do dumb teenager things. Youโ€™ll absolutely kill it tomorrow, donโ€™t worry about it.โ€

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Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Wesley Tate Character Portrait: Theodore Luvgoode Character Portrait: Ali Hughes Character Portrait: Amelia May Character Portrait: Kal Min-Su Character Portrait: Elliot Mills Character Portrait: Lux Slade Character Portrait: Sebastian Rhodes Character Portrait: Percival Reese Character Portrait: Reagan Devereux
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Lux had zero intentions of going to the party. Instead she sat in her room, sitting Indian style on her desk chair as she poured through survival guides, trying to cram any useful last minute information in before the Agon. She had read the books dozens of times, sharpened and resharpened her blades, checked her bow, memorized every bit of Greek lore. Yet, she still felt unprepared. Like no matter how much she studied, memorized or trained, it wasn't going to be enough. So rather than get drunk the night before the Agon and risk a hangover, she stayed in. Plus, part of her, that wouldn't admit it, was trying to avoid certain situations... and people.

Then there as a knock on the door in the melody of some song. Yankee doodle? She didn't try to guess. Instead, Lux ignored it, hoping whomever it was would just leave. But the knocks just kept going and going for the better part of a minute. "Fine. Fine!" She stood up with a groan, kicking her chair out of the way.

When she opened the front door, she found Percy standing there, waiting impatiently. "You can't hide out in here all night."

"You know it's frowned upon in most societies to murder teletubbies," Lux replied as she pinched some of the faux fur of his jacket between her fingers. "What in the hell are you wearing?"

"What?" Percy asked, before giving a flourished twirl. "It's a rave."

"Right... Not a triple X sesame street audition."

Percy rolled his eyes, before he walked past Lux and into her room, beelining for her wardrobe. "Well, you're going. Even if I have to drag you there myself." He opened the doors and began sifting through her clothing. "Don't you have anything of color... or feminine?"

"No," Lux said plainly as she closed the door and returned to her desk.

"Well, luckily for you, I didn't come empty handed." Percy took a piece of clothing from under his ridiculous jacket and tossed it onto the table in front of her.

Lux's face twisted in disgust as she picked up one of the items between her thumb and index finger. "What the hell is this?"

"A skirt," he replied from halfway inside her wardrobe. "Oh, and fishnets."

"No. No!" She snatched up the offered clothes and shoved them into Percy's hand.

He refused to take them and pushed them back toward her. "You can't go in all black."

"Sure I can. Or... I can not go."

"I'm not taking no for an answer. This could be our last party," he said as he took her by her shoulders. "People die in the Agon, Lux."

"Ok, now you're being dramatic."

"You've heard the stories. You know there is a higher chance of us dying than winning. So, can you please, for one night, be a normal person and have fun." He softly shook her shoulders hoping it would shake some sense into her. Lux sighed but said nothing. It wasn't much, but it was enough for Percy to know he had already won. "Plus, it's the one night you can look like a lady before you kill everyone tomorrow." He grinned.

Lux laughed, rolling her eyes. "Fine!" She surrendered, snatching the clothes back from him. A groan escaped her lips as she looked them over. It was more color and less clothes than she had ever wore.

While she was distracted, Percy tossed a shirt into her arms. "Wear that."

"Wait what? This is an under shirt... You'll see my bra."

"That's the point... The other girls will be in less. And how else is a brooding individual supposed to notice you unless you show off a little of the goods." Percy pursed his lips while shimming his shoulders in a teasing manner.

"Shut up." Lux took the shirt for him and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. "But I'm wearing my combat boots," she called after him.

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They were almost there. The entire walk Lux kept adjusting the skirt, or crossing and then uncrossing her arms. "I feel... exposed," she grumbled looking down at her transparent top. Somehow she managed to leave her room with her combat boots and a beanie. A small victory, but she'd take it. If Percy had any say in the matter, she'd be wearing some ridiculous Lady Gaga type shoes that she could barely walk in. But the prospect of the party had him far too excited to fret over the details.

"After you, Elton John." Lux motioned her hand toward the entrance for him to go first. She agreed to the clothes, but there was no way in hell that she was walking in first. Maybe she'd be lucky enough and Percy would get distracted and she could make a run for it.

Percy walked through the door and instantly lit up like a neon Christmas tree. Even his pale ass chest was almost florescent in the light show. He looked ridiculous, and while less than half of the people there even dressed for a rave, he couldn't be bothered. This was the first party he's ever been to and he was living for it. "Min!" he shouted above the music when he saw his friend halfway across the room, no doubt gaining half of the attendant's attention.

Lux slunk in behind him, hoping that she was partly hidden behind her furry friend. But unfortunately, he stuck out like a sore thumb rather than blending in. She patted him on the shoulder to get his attention. "I'm getting a drink... Don't get too drunk. Your brain will be important tomorrow."

Percy returned to find Min already drunk with several empty jello shots around him. "Sorry, I had to get a party pooper out ofโ€”How many of these have you had?" He flicked away a couple of the empty plastic shots. "Well, since you're drunk and all..." He removed his ridiculous colorful sunglasses, then put them on his friend. He also quickly snagged a glowstick from a drunk blonde who wouldn't notice it's absence and put it around Min's forehead with his bandana.

"There," Percy concluded, while messing up Min's hair a little. "Now I'll be able to find you if you wonder off. And next party, I'm dressing you." He flashed his friend a playful wink.

Then his attention shifted back to the bartender as he slapped his hand on the counter. "Bartender! Your most ridiculously fruity and colorful alcoholic nonsense, please!"

On the other hand, Lux quickly slipped into the crowd hoping to disappear. She wiggled her way through people and made her way to the bar. But unlike everyone else around her, she simply grabbed a bottle of water, wanting to keep her mind as clear for the next day as possible.

As she went to leave, her gaze drifted down the bar until it met Wes who was lost in a sea of women. Lux didn't let her eyes linger there long before she quickly looked away and turned from the bar. She had no desire to hang around the numerous of already drunk teenagers who were trying to get one last lay in before the Agon. Instead she headed over to the lounge area and found a large plush chair that could easily fit two or three people.

With a sigh, she sat down on the chair and propped her feet up on the coffee able in front of her. Lux made a mental note to stay as long as her water lasted, then sneak out before anyone noticed her.




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The party was already bustling and it was barely dusk. Sebastian had no idea whose idea it was to make the theme a rave, and to be honest, he hadn't decided if he wanted to thank them. While the lights flashed so much it could make anyone epileptic, but on the other hand some daring women, not much but enough, decided to embrace the race culture by wearing clothes that barely passed for clothing. Neon or holographic lingerie, sequins and the occasion nipple pasty. What wasn't there to like? He didn't quite embrace it like some of the others but he made sure his outfit had enough color to pop just enough under the black lights.

Sebastian lost track of how many women in the surrounding hoard were there for him or Wes. Most likely him. After all, he was the most attractive guy at the Academy, if he did say so himself. He did have the benefit of his parentage working in his favor. Anyone born to Aphrodite was gifted with ungodly attractiveness and charm. And while he was the most desirable, that wasn't to discredit his best friend. The man had a reputation that nearly rivaled his own... nearly. He was certain some of the girls were there for him as well. He's known his fair share of women to appreciate the tall, dark and brooding type.

He made all the right moves. Smiling at the girl just when he could sense she desired it more. Giving another a sly wink before he took a sip of his whiskey. Then waiting until the opportune moment, to lean in and whisper in the naive blonde's ear. He didn't have to be a child of Goddess of Love to know his methods were effective. Sly words from a silver tongue with enough velvet seduction to make her shift where she stood, clenching her thighs. Hook. Line. Sinker.

Seb spared glances in Wes' direction every so often. His friend was usually up there with himself trying to catch what prey he could. But something deep down wasn't the same. It hadn't been for awhile. It was something only Seb noticed, not these air-headed women that created a barricade around them. The man didn't give himself away, it was his emotions. He might have been flirting, and making the moves but his heart wasn't in it.

Almost like a trigger deep in the pit of his stomach, something in Seb told him to look toward the entrance. It was a sensation all too similar to the one he felt coming from Wes. His gaze drifted in that direction only to find another blonde joining the party. Not one he intended on seducing but grew nauseous at the sight of. Someone nearly as repulsive as Abby... Lux. He was surprised she showed up at all, especially looking like... a female.

Seb's right arm was hooked around the waist of the, all too ready, blonde, his left arm snaking its way around the shoulders of a striking brunette to his left. "Doesn't my dear friend look absolutely dashing this evening?" he asked, pointing his hand that held his drink and ran across the girl's shoulder at Wes. "And you think he looks good now... Without a shirt." He whistled. "I'd even fuck him." Seb's tactic might have been a little obvious, but anything to keep his friend's attention focused on the fruits ripe for the picking instead of a rotting one that just joined the party.





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Leave it to Reagan to be training up to the last minute before the Agon. She was nervous. Beyond nervous. Sure, she had many of other things mastered, but her emotions weren't one. And without those within her control, she could be more dangerous to her team than the trials. She also worried about using water breathing for herself or her teammates.

Luckily for her, Elliot was always willing to help her whenever she needed it. And if she didn't know better, he seemed just as nervous about the next day as she was. In the midst of all the training, she almost completely forgot about the party until he mentioned the time. Thankfully, she was smart enough to prepare her outfit in her locker off the Academy's pool. She was almost mad at herself for being so predictable.

He offered to walk her to the party, so Reagan hurried off to change into the most bright and obnoxious clothing she owned. After all, it was a rave, not that she had ever been to one. But if there were black lights, she'd at least look a little in character. Of course, her hair still hand remnants of pool water and her face was dressed up in a sad excuse of makeup that she could manage in a couple minutes.

"You know, back in my day, we at least tried to be subtle about this." Elliot laughed at the sight of the bright lights in the night's sky. "But Iโ€™ll pretend I know nothing about it."

Reagan laughed as she walked in pace with him, while adjusting her attire. "In your day? What? The stone age?" She jested. Although it wasn't like he was much older than her. Ten years is a big gap, but as a whole it isn't much at all. People got married with larger age gaps. And in her eyes, Elliot was more of a friend than an adult figure. "Let me guess, your party was all punk rock and emo," she added while ruffling his red hair.

"I should probably leave you here, if I get any closer itโ€™ll be harder to claim I had absolutely zero knowledge about this if anyone asks."

Her gaze drifted off to the party as she exhaled deeply. This was it. Her last night before the Agon. Just the thought of it made her hands tremble as she contemplated retreating back to her room. But before she could do either, Elliot embraced her in a quick hug. "Go on, go enjoy yourself. Do dumb teenager things. Youโ€™ll absolutely kill it tomorrow, donโ€™t worry about it." She gave her best confident nod before hurrying off in the direction of the party.

By the time Reagan walked through the entrance, the night's events were in full swing. Half naked teenagers made fools of themselves as they drank themselves into a stupor. Although she wasn't the only one to dress for the theme, she was one of the more modest ones, although she looked light a highlighter in the black lights. It took a couple of minutes for her eyes to adjust to the flashing lights and for the loud music not make her brain feel like it was rattling in her skull.

She made her way over to the bar and surveyed the available drinks. Reagan had never drank, well... anything. The thought of alcohol already churned her stomach, but perhaps a little liquid courage was necessary to handle the next day. She grabbed the brightest neon drink she could find that seemed to matched her and took a sip. As she coughed at the surprising sharpness of it, she noticed Amy at the other end talking with Theo. For a moment, she contemplated joining them, but decided not to be a gate crasher.

Instead, Reagan left the bar with drink in hand. Like a beacon in her neon outfit, she sifted through the crowd scouring for Ali.

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Theodore stood there by himself as he enjoyed the beat of the music overhead and the alcohol in hand after he had it refilled once again as Erin walked off to go do whatever it was that she was going to do. The amount of alcohol he already had in such a short amount of time was clearly having an affect on him and his attention and memory was slowly starting to black in and out as time went on. All his mind kept focusing on was what was going to happen tomorrow, maybe their lives would change after all of this, and theyโ€™d lose people they cared about, or maybe theyโ€™d even die in the process. The fact that people died in the Agon actually terrified him, partially why Theo even really questioned himself after he said heโ€™d join. Sure, his team did have some good students in it, and he trusted them all with his life, but part of him felt like maybe joining this year was a bad choice.

His attention was snapped back to reality when he heard a familiar voice call over to him. Looking up, a large smile overtook his lips as he saw that it was Amelia May, or simply Amy, he couldnโ€™t help but feel a little at ease. His shoulders relaxed a bit as he leaned against the bar, looking at her with a large smile. โ€œWell well, if it isnโ€™t Amy. Glad you could finally make it to the party.โ€ Theo joked as he took another sip of his drink. Theodore bit the inside of his cheek as he thought for a moment, before resting one of his arms on Amyโ€™s shoulder, โ€œSo, are you just as nervous about the Agon as me, or is it just Theo being Theo and is being over dramatic as always sort of thing? Cuz it could honestly be both.โ€ he said with a small chuckle, bringing her in for a small hug for a moment, maybe Theo did have just a bit too much alcohol. โ€œYa know, before everything hits the fan and our lives are torn a sunder, how about we go try to hunt down one of the usual hermits and see if she actually showed up, hm? I havenโ€™t seen your favorite dumbass here yet, so Iโ€™m assuming Rilesโ€™ stood us up again?โ€






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Erin began making her way back to the dancefloor, drinks in hand as she looked around for Tarra in the crowd, who seemed to disappear out of eyesight. Arching an eyebrow, she tried looking for a familiar face to see if anyone knew where she went. Finally seeing one she sighed and walked over, not exactly wanting to talk to him but he was her best bet to know where she went. โ€œHey asshole, you see Tarra in the last, four minutes? I went to get her a drink and sheโ€™s gone now.โ€ Erin asked quizzically. Logan simply shrug his shoulders as he looked at her, โ€œSheโ€™s your girlfriend, is she not? Thought it was your responsibility to keep her in check. But last time I saw her, she was talking to Chadwhick and the two walked off. Thatโ€™s all I know. Now fuck off.โ€ he snarled as he turned back around to dance with the girl he had been speaking to. Erin rolled her eyes at the comment, latching her hand back onto Loganโ€™s arm as she turned him back to face her, โ€œWell, thatโ€™s for letting me know, but second, you can learn a few fucking manners. At this rate youโ€™ll never get laid, bud.โ€ Erin quickly retorted with a pat on his back and walked off before Logan could really do anything, not like that comment would bruise his ego too much.

Erin sighed as she walked through the crowd, still with two drinks and she wasnโ€™t about to waste one, nor was she just going to give it to just anyone. Sheโ€™d try to find someone, even anyone at this rate to occupy her time with. Not that she had much to do besides go back to the dj station, which she was beginning to reconsider as she really wasnโ€™t in the mood for it anymore, even she had promised to come back after her break. They could handle the music for a bit longer. Besides, it was a party and she hadnโ€™t even been able to enjoy it yet for herself. Which, she would change starting now, especially as she saw a few familiar faces in the crowd.

A few feet away, Erin could see the two familiar faces of two Hermes children, and she was at least friends with one of them, so she could handle her brother. Even if he was an ass, she had asshole friends herself. So she figured she could deal with him for a short few minutes. Erin sauntered over, pushing one of the drinks into Annโ€™s hand as a greeting, โ€œHey boo, sorry I wasnโ€™t around earlier. By the looks of it I missed some good bets?โ€ Erin mused, knowing full well how the daughter of Hermes worked at parties. They did start up that whole underground gambling ring around Olympia. Erin wrapped one of her arms around Annโ€™s shoulders as she greeted one of the few people she could actually tolerate in this god damn place. โ€œSo, what kind of chaos are we going to start up tonight before the rest of our lives is entirely fucked over by the Agon? Eh? Any ideas, cuz I have a few, and most involve alcohol and good vibes.โ€ Erin said with a raised eyebrow as she looked at both of the Hermes kids, seeing how either one of them would be able to come up with something for them to bring some real fun to the party.





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Theo's bright smile made Amy's own smile widen a little, starting to feel the alcohol numbing her senses and her worries. Maybe she could just relax and enjoy the party now, just have a good time and... forget about tomorrow. Forget about the fact that she was the only brawn member on the team and that every winning, hell, pretty much every surviving team in previous years had at least two. She took a long sip of her drink.

She laughed as Theo rested an arm on her shoulder, although her smile slipped a little as he mentioned the Agon. "It's definitely not just you, dude, I think everyone here is kind of freaking out. That's... at least a third of the reason why everyone here is so drunk," she said. She grinned as he pulled her in for a hug and held on tightly for the second. She raised an eyebrow as he mentioned going to find Riley, shrugging a little. "I... haven't seen her yet so it's very possible she's not here. Buuuut we'll give her the benefit of the doubt. Let's go see if we can't find her. And you'll just have to bring me for a dance if we can't find her," she said with a shrug. She laced her hand through his. "Just so I don't lose you," she said, before downing the rest of her drink and pulling him away from the bar.

She was beginning to think that Riley had either just not shown up or else had already gone home, and was about to say something to Theo, when she spotted Riley a short way away. She let go of Theo's hand and ran over to her, ambushing her in a hug. "Riley!! I thought you'd gone home and abandoned me," she said enthusiastically. "You look awesome!"

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Theo's smile slightly lessened for a moment when he saw that his comment about the Agon hit a bit of a nerve with Amy, "Oh shit, I didn't mean it like that...I don't know why I said it, really. I'm sorry. I guess I'm just...nervous." he stuttered, with an awkward chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck. He looked back up when Amy confirmed that she hadn't seen Riley either, which wasn't much of a shock considering she wasn't exactly the uh, most socialable person he had met. Which, was fine just, made keeping track of her rather difficault sometimes. He grinned at the last bit of having to owe Amy a dance if they couldn't find their lost friend, "Deal!" he said a bit too excitedly, "Uhm, I mean cool. Cool. I think I can manage that." he stuttered, Nice save, dumbass, he thought to himself. Real smooth save there too. Theodore shook his head, immediately feeling dumb.

He gave a small smile as Amy laced her hand with his, saying so she didn't lose him in the crowd of people. Tightening his own hold on her a bit as they weaved through the crowd of drunken, hormonally charged teenagers that danced to the beat of the music. With his rather tall build, he had a bit of an advantage of trying to find their lost friend in the crowds of people, trying to spot someone off by herself or trying to strike up a conversation with someone she knew. Almost walking into Amy at one point as he got a little distracted before she took off running, letting go of his hand. "Yeah there...There she is..!" he weakly called out, putting his hand down as he didn't really to need to confirm that he saw Riley as Amy had ambushed her in a hug.

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Riley had been enjoying the music as she attempted to find someone at least, that was until a person out of nowhere tackled her from the crowd. Almost entirely throwing her off her feet. "Holy shit, Amy! You scared me!" the daughter of Artemis called out as she was practically tackled by the small red haired daughter of Hera. "And hey now, I was trying to find you! So, I have no idea what you're talking about, dumbass." she retorted, happily wrapping Amy in a hug. "Theo!! It's great to see you!" she called out as she saw him making his way over to them.

"Hey Riles. Always good to see you." he said with a smile, giving her a side hug. Riley returned the hug with a smile, "Likewise! And Amy, you're one to talk about looking good. You always look amazing, so I don't want to hear it." she said with a small chuckle. "So, what're you guys up to? I'm currently trying to...Not have a nervous breakdown about tomorrow. But, putting that aside, I'm trying to enjoy myself."

"Well, Amy here wanted to track down her favorite dumbass and made sure she even came to this party. But, me...I'm not up to much. And I'm sure you'll be fine, Riley. You got a good team to watch out for you." he said with a smile.





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Erin gave Ann a small smile as the daughter of Hermes said she had missed Erin. "I mean hey, I'm not a very easy person to miss." she retorted, flashing her friend a toothy grin. Giving Ann a side eye as her shoulder was poke, "I will have you know, I was very busy with what I was doing. I was DJ'ing this party for a while, but then I needed a break and got a few drinks....And then Tarra kinda dissapeared. So, I'm not pestering you, dear friend." she said with a grin. Wrapping her arm around her friend in a quick hug as she placed a kiss on the other girl's head for a moment before eyeing her handing what looked to be like pills to Asher.

She raised an eyebrow in slight confusion as she watched Ann down a pill of her own, and watched as she stiffened for a moment before her pupils dialated and seemed to be in an odd daze like state of mind. Clearly a drug induced trip. Erin gently kept her hand on Ann, helping keep her stable until she came back down from the most intense moment of the high, giving a small chuckle as Ann began talking again. Saying how it wasn't such a big deal, but she needed to try the pills she had.

The daughter of Dionysus took a slight step back for a moment as uncerainty began to fill her, "I dunno, Ann. I'm not exactly into uh...Taking pills." she said with a small raise of her hands for a moment. Erin may have been into getting intense highs and trying out different drugs and experimenting with what she could handle. But pills? Wasn't exactly anything she ever considered, and she was tempted to turn it down. But, after a moment of reconsidering, especially if this was going to be one of the last few days where she could just say 'Fuck it' and throw caution to the wind? Why not. "Ah fuck it, gimme some of the good shit." she said with a sly grin, and took the ones Ann handed over.

"To eternal youth, or may we all be damned. If things go south, I'll see ya'll in Hades when this is all over." she retorted with a grin, and quickly downed the pills dry. The taste that hit her tongue for the briefest moment, was an odd mixture of sour and...purple? If one could even taste a color, it's what she assumed it would be. After a few seconds, the affects of the drugs kicked in and what flashed before her mind was flashes of images from her past, some things she didn't remember and then a quick flash of a sword and someone else's hand holding her's. Whatever the fuck that meant, she didn't care. The visions were soon over as she found herself gasping for air, falling back slightly, but just able to catch herself from falling over as she grabbed onto someone's shoulder.

"Holy fucking shit, what the absolute fuckballs was that??" she exclaimed, a large grin spreading over her lips as she stepped back over to Ann, wrapping an arm around her. "Those are some tricky ass pills you have, I've never experienced anything like that before." Erin chuckled, almost losing her balance for a moment until she was able to stabalize herself again. "What else do you guys want to do while we say fuck it? Tomorrow our lives could be over, so why not do something we never thought we'd do? I might even go fight god while I'm at it. What else can i fucking lose?"




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Amy laughed at Rileyโ€™s reaction to her arrival, raising an eyebrow as Riley said she had been trying to find Amy. โ€œMmhmm, Iโ€™m sure you werenโ€™t just trying to sneak out without any of us noticing,โ€ She said, elbowing Riley in the ribs gently. She grinned and twirled a little as Riley told her she looked good.

โ€œOh donโ€™t be silly, you were helping me look for her. And youโ€™re stuck with us now, if you think Iโ€™m letting you go brood in some corner somewhere now, youโ€™re wrong,โ€ she teased. She raised her eyebrows at the mention of Rileyโ€™s team. โ€œSure, her team is good, but itโ€™s not great. Everyone knows a daughter of Hera is the vital ingredient in a winning team.โ€

โ€œCome on, if weโ€™re going to be risking our lives tomorrow, we may as well go have some fun, right? Or do I need to get some more alcohol into you two?โ€ Truth be told, she knew that they all needed the distraction. They needed to be doing something dumb, they needed to be having fun, because who the hell knew what awaited them tomorrow? Who knew that they were about to walk into?




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Everything felt like a blur- but in the best way possible. They were just fooling around, being the dumb kids they were supposed to be, just having fun because they could. Everywhere, the bright colours seemed to bleed into one another in a hypnotising, entrancing way, giving everything a slightly surreal feeling. For once, Min didnโ€™t care how people perceived him or what he looked like. He just wanted to have fun with his friends. At some point, Percy draped his colourful coat around Min. Min knew now that he had to look ridiculous in Percyโ€™s borrowed clothes, and he loved it.

Cadence seemed to suddenly stop dancing. She had her usual cheery tone back on by the time Min turned to look at her, but even he could tell something was up. But perhaps that was understandable, given what awaited them tomorrow. He really couldnโ€™t blame anyone for feeling a little off or distracted.

Percy drew Minโ€™s attention back to him, teasingly shaking his butt at Min and getting a laugh in return. Almost as if heโ€™d been able to read Minโ€™s thoughts, he referenced the fact that this was the end of a chapter, and that they should fulfill something from his bucket list. As Percy grasped his shoulders and spoke in his ear from behind, Min could feel his thoughts wandering somewhere they never would have done sober. Percy came back around to stand in front of him and fixed the collar of the coat, and joked about not being able to organise skydiving or a lottery win. Min laughed, but there was something about Percy being that close, close enough to be able to see the shine of sweat on his skin, that transfixed him. Given what they were facing into tomorrow and what lay ahead of them, Min knew that this could well be his last chance to say something, to do something. But that fear of ruining things between them was always running under the surface, numbed by the alcohol but still present.
โ€œWell, given youโ€™ve just ruled out the first two items on my bucket listโ€ฆ I just want to do something really, really dumb. Like something stupidly ridiculous, likeโ€ฆ something that will make us shake our heads when weโ€™re older and wiser. And I want to do it with my best friend.โ€