18 August 2017 @ 11:18 pm
ACTION | OTA  
I. MRS. O'LEARY'S ADVENTURE
[Lease laws. There is a big question to sit on Percy's mind today. See when he wakes up this morning, he finds his best furry friend sitting there at the edge of his bed staring at him, tailing wagging and knocking over anything in its path. Things crash, break against the floor even. He knows the only answer is to get her outside for a while.

And that's when the question hits him. Does she even need a lease? Would people care? Thing is Mrs O'Leary is an excitable dog and hungry one at that. Her nose can probably smell anything delicious a mile away, and with how energetic she was nothing was really holding her back from running up to the shop windows with food on display and licking the glass. Not really anything was stopping her from running up to people who carry food with them. Large red dog eyes would stare down as if asking permission to have what she sees. 'Pretty, pretty, please?' they could almost say.

On top of that, she wasn't exactly a poodle. Sure, back in his world, normal people saw her as one all the time, but he knows monsters here exist without mist covering up their true forms. His worry is if anyone coming face to face to her can mistake her as unfriendly. Add to that she was giant as tank with a gait powerful enough to make the ground vibrate...a little. And well. There's a concern he has with people seeing her as the hell hound she is. Even with her friendly appearance and tongue always hanging out to prove her innocence right away.

That in mind, Percy tries to stay mindful of anyone they come across on their walk and keeps up with her as best he can. In most instances he comes up running a little bit behind her with a wave to anyone the girl comes across because she's fast. He's watching out for her, too.]


Hey, hope she didn't scare you. Mrs. O'Leary here is just hungry, I bet. [He also gets the feeling she is playing 'follow the leader' with him in her exploration of this world, too. But it's okay. It's nothing he can't cope with.

He pats Mrs. O'Leary whom barks agreeably in response, when he catches up.]
See! This girl's not going to eat you or anything. She's all friendly. No bite.

[Catching his breathe, he guesses maybe she does need a lease if she keeps him chasing her like this though. But also thinks food would be good to try appeasing her dogginess first. Last thing he wants is limiting any fun the ol' girl's having when they only just reunited.]

II. YOUR ADVENTURE
[Percy and Mrs. O'Leary will pretty much be everywhere around town from today on and not very hard to spot. They can be found doing things like trying to break the world's longest dog walk record, playing fetch with toys the size of car tires, or trying see who can eat the most hot dogs. You choose, folks.]
 
 
26 April 2017 @ 05:00 pm
OTA  
Carl Grimes goes on a one man tour
[Moving from one place to another isn't a new experience to Carl. Moving through one dimension to another like his life were suddenly the plot line of comic book, however, is new. He spends the first day avoiding people as much as possible to digest his new situation on his own, the next to explore and open up little by little. The people here didn't seem bad to him, which was a plus considering. Only they were more comfortable with going about their lives as if all the stuff around them was normal when it was not. Simple businesses that were considered open, laughter that filled the streets-- all of that was going to take him a while to adjust to since he hadn't seen a society function this way in over two years.

And honestly, he isn't sure he'll ever get used to it.

But Carl keeps on walking to see what there is anyway. Itinere wasn't lacking in things or people to catch his attention.]

Percy Jackson plans a surprise date
[Valentines and the whole month of February was a disaster. Then March, if not the most of April felt like a period of recovery and transition because Annabeth had moved in with him and Percy was giving her time to adjust. But the one thing that was not lost on him was their chance to celebrate Valentines Day. Which is why the thought stirs to his mind every once in a while. And today, it finally feels like it's driving him crazy. Annabeth deserved something to make up for it, after all.

That's why he can be found doing a little extra shopping today. Sightseeing for the perfect place to have picnic and also researching - yes, actually researching! - in book stores or libraries to get ideas of things to wish up. An idea he gets pretty quickly is the Athena Parthenos, a statue of importance from home whom he knows his girlfriend will appreciate. The Goddess' statue seems reluctant to his answer him though so it actually takes a couple of hours to appear. Meanwhile he goes about others things anyway. Collecting supplies for the date like a blanket, a basket and food both to his girlfriends tastes and his own. Mashed potatoes and mac and cheese sound like a good combination, right? He throw in a couple of BLTs for something healthy too.

Around lunch, Percy finally gets his date plan all together. Though for reasons entirely his own he borrows supplies from around not only to set up a picnic area on the beach but to fix together a seashell bra for the little mermaid statue there. It feels like something he should do make less it awkward for his date anyway... (Plus he thinks it's kind of humorous when it's done.)

He pops back into his apartment later to gather Annabeth for his surprise date.]
OOC: Hit me with brackets or prose or your own adventure. Anything is cool.
 
 
14 February 2017 @ 07:41 pm
action | open | percy's catch-all  
The last thing Percy Jackson was doing all February long was waiting around for the monsters to hurt innocent people or his friends. The few hours he slept each night were with his back to the door in case of emergencies but the rest of the time he was spent outside fighting those things or going from one place to another to check on how defences were holding up.

In the beginning, he seems energetic and confident in his ability to handle the beasts by slashing at them with his trusty sword Riptide, each as they cross his path. It's really not without the help of others that he does more than fend them, though. Any group or person banding together to fight these things is where he makes it his priority to go. He as much of a leader as he is a soldier, so either role is one he can play.

Though he makes every effort to help anyone he sees in need. Attracting the attention on to himself with comments like "HEY, FIGHT SOMEONE ON YOUR OWN LEVEL!" or "OVER HERE YOU CUPID REJECT!" when he spies someone in major trouble. He can't say it doesn't scare him when it works and their attention turns to him, but he does have experience to deal with it. It's more practical to run in these cases, which is why first chance he has to shout for the person to run and slip away himself, he does it.

If all goes well that is...

On and after the fourteenth though, his mood plummets after finding the heart of his girlfriend at his door. Her emotion and her memories are shared with him by whatever strange magic causing him to experience them. And for as nice as it is to see and feel her love for him, it's short lived when the realization she was dead starts to sink in. Percy's emotions fluctuate and stir angry like the sea creates tsunamis. He blames the winged beasts and recklessly goes after them.

Hacking and slashing and using his ability to create waves to knock them out of the sky if he has to, all the while recklessly ignoring his own safety. He is intent on killing them all in his grief.

(He doesn't know it yet, but she'll revive near the end of the month and he'll feel whole again.)
 
 
04 February 2017 @ 09:12 am
network || open  
[ The boy who appears on the screen looks to be very far up in the air, right around he gathering of storm clouds, and on the move. Occasionally, a flash of gold metal can be seen in the video. He looks a little bit frazzled and a lot excited with a dash of terror. ]

Hey guys! I think it's time to saddle the wagons and circle the horses or whatever that saying is. There's monsters that seriously need to be made into monster mash! And I kind of miss the snow if this is the alternative.

[ There's a roar and a creak of metal before an entirely different sort of roar sounds. An arrow whizzes past Leo's face, just barely missing him. ]

Uh, this mostly for Percy & Annabeth (hi Annabeth!) but I'm multitasking a lot of things right now and maybe this can kind of be a warning that if you can't or won't fight, maybe you should stay inside! And don't worry, Percy, Festus and me, and maybe others, we've totally got this under control!

[ There's a crooked smile and another arrow whizzes through Leo's wayward curls just over his head before the feed cuts out to the sound of another roar. ]


Text to Sophie:
Uh... you safe? Because you need to stay safe and there's bad stuff going on outside.
 
 
06 January 2017 @ 08:27 pm
Open | Action & Network | I never watch the starts there's so much down here  
[A C T I O N]

Annabeth doesn't actually think to use the PDC even though she finds it in her pocket. In fact, the first thing she does is switch the PDC off. It's the easiest way for monsters to find her and she'd like to find out what's going on before she's attacked. She's got her bag with her and inside it is her knife and her yankees cap. She keeps the bag slung over her shoulder as she gives the town a good look over.

She stops in the bookstore (and very nearly gets lost there because it's easily the most fantastic building in the town. She also gets distracted by the Stable, the only place she's seen so far that looks like it might have anything godly about it. From there, she ends up at the town square on a bench. She's finally decided to turn the PDC back on and scroll through it. She hasn't been attacked yet and she needs information. This seems like the most likely source of it.

As far as she can tell, she's been transported somewhere where people seem to at least know about the existence of mythological creatures, which also means they probably know about the gods. This could be very good news; maybe it's something like New Rome. Of course, she hasn't seen any statues or altars or other monuments to any gods and there's a good deal 'normal' culture here. Maybe she's entirely wrong about where she's at.

No. That doesn't usually happen.


[N E T W O R K]

Has anyone noticed anything odd lately?

[She has no idea how vague and unhelpful that question is]
 
 
24 December 2016 @ 07:41 pm
[open | let's pretend this was posted earlier in the week please?]  
[Since the appearance of the big tree in the town square, Katniss has been doing her best to learn as much about Christmas as she possibly can. She had mostly ignored it the previous year; the holiday not one celebrated in Panem. Religion is something that generally still confuses her. There had been little equivalent to it in her life. Why would President Snow allow any of the Districts to believe in anything other than the power of the Capitol and the nation and, most importantly, him?

But Catholicism means something to Matt. He's talked to her about it before and done his best to explain it to her. Though she's not certain that she gets it, Katniss does listen. She's been listening a lot since the tree has appeared. She's also been doing a lot of observing. From the decorations adorning storefronts and homes and the lamp posts to the candy canes, she tries her best to figure out how they fit into Christmas. None of it seems to connect to the stories that Matt tell her but the more she watches others, the more she thinks that maybe this holiday thing isn't so bad.

That still leaves one problem though. Something more than the realization that she may be in love with Matt, a thought that terrifies her. She tells herself that she wants to do something special for him because he's her boyfriend but it really is more than that. This is Matt's first Christmas in Itinere and given that the holiday may mean something to him, she wants to make it special. The first step would be figuring out how.

And for that, she (slightly reluctantly) takes to the network. The snow falls behind her as she stands in front of one of the decorated storefronts, a frown clear on her face. Hopefully, the filter from Matt actually works.]


How are you supposed to make Christmas perfect for a Catholic? I don't have any experience with Christmas, or with Catholics, and- I want it to be a surprise. So I can't ask him. [Katniss hesitates for a second, nearly scowling at herself. Asking for help is not one of her strong suits.] Help... help would be very appreciated.



[network open to everyone but matt; action open to everyone.]
 
 
21 December 2016 @ 11:28 pm
i wish a cat would get your tongue }{ OPEN video; + action;  
video;
The morning dawns early for Hawke. It might also for certain people in Itinere as the communication device gets knocked over. And then turned on by a very inquisitive and large dog nose. The dog licks the screen, clearly pleased with himself for figuring out how to turn the thing on, and then glances up at the bed. Clearly there's someone in it, though it's hard to tell who from this angle.

The dog quietly steps forward and then--

POUNCE.

Hawke yelps as the mastiff-looking dog licks her like crazy. "Cailan, stop. You know you're not allowed on the--"

The sound of her mabari's name stops her cold. Finally managing to shove him off of her, she sits upright. The dog, happy now that his mistress is awake, leaps off the bed, barking and dancing around the room. He has clearly been pent up too much. But Hawke isn't focused on that. She's focused on the fact that her mabari is somehow... here.

"Cailan!" she finally calls, sliding out of bed so she can throw her arms around him. The dog finally stills long enough for that before wriggling out of her arms and flopping over to roll onto his back with his feet comically pawing the air. Hawke can't help but laugh. At least until one of his paws shoots the communicator at her.

"You came back and you let the entire world know? What a drama-monger you are. Someone might start thinking you're Orlesian."

The dog immediately stops rolling, ears back, and growls.

"Not me, of course. But someone might."

To which the dog whines in a "but whyyyy" tone. Hawke laughs and turns the device off.


action;
Later on, Hawke can be found playing in the snow with her mabari, looking actually happy for once. Likely happier than most people have seen her. They do a bit of hunting at some point, too, which is mostly just Hawke telling the dog to go fetch something yummy and waiting to see what happens. But they can be found around the city as Hawke introduces her fierce war hound to Itinere.
 
 
03 November 2016 @ 07:10 pm
open | arrival of one seaweed brain  
[ A ]
If Percy felt one thing about today, it was that he needed a BIG break like he needed a whooping BIG mac with extra cheese and extra hamburger to go with it for all the school work he had to today. So pretty much everything was a distraction. The way his pencil seemed to start to make a beat sooner rather than later when he tapped it on his desk thoughtfully, for starters. The way his page turned more into a connect the dot game in his mind when his eyes started seeing the words jumble around due to his dyslexia. But what took the cake was the distraction his plain white door was. It promised him easy freedom just on the other side of it when he looked over at it. All he had to do is get up. He resisted that urge successfully, though.

At least he did initially. He couldn't help turning back to it a minute later to find a blue door magically in its place. And THAT, he thought, he couldn't ignore. No way, no how. Besides as much as he could hear his girlfriend Annabeth say he should sit his ass down and do his school work and catch up, he could picture her saying it was important not to ignore signs from the Gods too. That's what he was assuming this was, anyway.

So Percy got himself up and opened the door. He didn't stop to think about what would be on the other side either, and walked straight through. He thought maybe a small peak couldn't hurt. And he was right. Wherever he was when he stepped over the portal threshold, there was fresh water and beach as far as his eye could see. The air smelled cleaner than it did in New York. And what's more curiouser was that it was a real paradise as far as he could tell.

He didn't get why he was brought here. So he thought he would just ask.

"Dad?" he began his question aloud, thinking he was definitely only here because his godly parent had something in mind for him. All he had to do was talk in the open and try to be tactful with his words to the God of the Sea. Percy wasn't paying too much attention to anything else, including anyone that might have been behind him to hear him. "Awesome place you have here... but, you know, if you could send me a sign telling me what this place is - or, what do you want me to do here - that'd be great too."

He'll just have to do the usual thing and wait until that happened, he thought.

[ B ]
Okay, actually. Truth is... He doesn't do well waiting or sitting still in one place very long. So shortly after his arrival, Percy partly chooses to go along with following the instruction to proceed to the Apartment buildings and makes his way around the premise to see what there is to see outside. He doesn't attempt to go in just yet. Find poking around anywhere. He's the perfect picture of a lost new face, but not an unfriendly looking one.