in the midst of ivory rain...
in the midst of ivory rain, i've been working on another fic. i've called it my "scrap fic" due to most of the chapters being relatively short and quick. it is also in an entirely different format than what i am used to writing--some of the chapters are in regular chapter format while others are "transcriptions" of audio files, official forms, and notes left by a variety of characters.
it is an au that entirely reshapes the pjo world, and is mostly told from the perspectives of percy, annabeth, leo, and nico. i don't want to give away too too much (though i'm about to anyway lol) , though i thought i would share some snippets to see if anyone is interested in seeing how the story would unfold.
This is the archive:
To whomever this may concern,
If you do not immediately understand the full context behind the archive, destroy it immediately for the gods' sake.
Actually, if you do understand the full context of the archive, you know you need to destroy it anyway.
---
Annabeth Chase: Hello, this is Annabeth Chase. I am a sixteen year old investigative researcher from San Francisco, and now I live in New York. I, uh...for years, I have been unraveling the larger story around isolated events. As my assistant—as my friend, Leo, said—we, like most, have been the victims of rampant monster attacks. Whenever anyone tries to take a picture of these monsters, it never turns out. It's...blurry, or dark, or comes across as something entirely different than what it is.
---
[The following is a torn newspaper clipping originating from The Manhattan Mirror.]
Amongst the conversation on the origins of these events, religious leaders have drawn a unique conclusion. They have stated these attacks and heroes are indicative of the second coming of Jesus Christ, among other religious implications. @ PeterTheDeciple received backlash for his post on Twirler last week stating:
"If you have been the victim of a monster attack, sorry, but that is the price of your sins. I have never been attacked by a monster, but you know who has? My ex-girlfriend, who engaged in pre-marital sex (with someone who was not me). It's better to accept your fate, because God is coming soon, and He will only accept those who accept Him in their heart. I have a course for the low-low price of $99.99 that will show you the light...[Thread Continues]"
---
Just like that, someone like Riptide could take off the mask and blend in with the rest of New York City. Other kids like him, ones that could mess with other elements or fight off the monsters, could be at the grocery store or in Public School #831.
The kid was right. The attacks have been getting worse. Even before that kid's time, the world was a wasteland. But as long as they had heroes to protect them...maybe things wouldn't be so bad.
7 notes
·
View notes
You ever get that feeling when someone that seems so cool, you decided to follow and just be happy in your habitat...
Then all of a sudden they follow back and now you're having a bit of a panic attack because holy moly why did they follow you all of a sudden? ARE THEY INTERESTED FOR AN RP?!?!?!!?!?!
Yep. That's...
That's me.
7 notes
·
View notes
First/Last Sentence Tag War
Tagged by @anotherbluesunday, thank you again🥺💕
Hi! This is for a fic that I've been working on for a few days based on the idea of lifeguard!Tyler and a Wednesday who doesn't know how to swim, so here's (part of) what I've gotten so far!!
First Line:
The early June heat settled into the tiny town of Jericho with only a note of warning. It was a balmy sort of heat, the kind that felt like a physical weight on one’s shoulders, and it left everyone in town to suffer in its glory. Though usually one in favor of torture, even Wednesday Addams had found that the stifling heat, though similar to that of the summers of her childhood, was nearly unbearable.
Last Line:
He was decent now, dressed in his lifeguard shirt that she had seen him in earlier, and wearing the same swim trunks as before, red in color to match the emblem on his shirt. The look was a bit garish for her, but the lifeguards had to be identifiable, she supposed. Then, without any further conversation, she said, "Goodbye, Tyler," then turned on her heel and headed off after her friends.
This is part of a multi-chapter fic at this point and I'm hoping to make more progress in the next few days, should life permit that to happen!!
I'm not sure of who to tag, but if you're part of the fandom and looking for a reason to share the first/last line of your wip, please consider this me tagging you!!
11 notes
·
View notes
Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 9: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression
(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)
Yesterday's poll helped The Adventurer build his raft...
"After two hours of fumbling about with tangled rope and tree branches, he's finally produced something that at least.. mostly, looks like a normal raft. He attaches a few extra flowers for decoration, loops his cat into a makeshift safety harness (so they can't get lost in the water), then gives everything one last check before deciding it's all ready to go, nervously pushing off into the river...
Surprisingly, it floats just fine. As long as he doesn't make any sudden movements, the raft doesn't threaten to flip over, or even wobble nearly as much as he expected. There's no way to really steer or paddle, but he does have a large stick he occasionally uses to push himself away from rocks or other obstacles. Luckily, the current is very slow at this section of the river, and hopefully will remain so for his entire trip.
Just lazily floating around, he estimates he should travel about 4 hours to fully get past the blocked road and end up at the next area on his map. Though the raft is too small (and too lumpy) to comfortably lay on, he can still recline slightly, bathing in the near afternoon sun, watching the scenery slowly drift by....
About 30 minutes into his first ever sailing adventure, he feels the water shift as a larger boat comes near. He can't see it clearly yet, but it seems to be nice - polished wood with painted sections and little flags draped along the sides, presumably some sort of actual steering and propelling mechanisms, and about 10 people lounging on the surface, maybe having some sort of party..? It's been very quiet so far, these are the first other travelers he's seen in the entire area today... Should he attempt to make contact with them? "
--------
Additional details -
Boat Make-up : Based on the results of the last poll (where people helped him make a boat by choosing the amount of materials) -- With 30% branches and 21% rope, there's only a 9% difference between them, so both are in pretty close amounts, which means there's a TON of rope. (normal ratio would be like 65% wood and 10% rope lol). I probably should have even added more, but it's so visually busy, just pretend there's extra rope wrapped under the boat too.
30% branch and 15% fabric means there's about half as much fabric as there is wood, which is also A LOT for just a little side decoration, so I made the flag huge, and a square of fabric for the cat to sit on. 10% berries means that there's enough ink for 1/3 of the wood to be entirely covered in purple designs. The least amount was the twigs and leaves for padding, which would cover a little under 1/3 of the wood (laid on top). then a little over 1/3 of the space is flowers for decor, which are just kind of sitting in a pile on top, with a few actually tied down onto the flag or other areas.
Since the branches were pretty close in percentage to all other things (not like 80% branches and 20% all other materials), the raft is fairly small, as not much wood was used.
main goal: follow his map to reach the abandoned castle ruins and see the rare animal specialist about the mysterious egg he has
25 notes
·
View notes