Percy Jackson, The Gamemaster

Camp Half-Blood

Hey, guys so my school has shut down this week because of COVID-19. I guess I'll be able to update more frequently because I'm gonna be at my house for a while.

Votes:

Artemis: 5

Hestia:12

Bianca: 4

Thalia: 5

Annabeth: 4

Zoe: 8

Piper: 1

Aphrodite: 1

Now on to the Story!

~Percy's PoV~

I faded in and out of consciousness. At one point I woke up and saw some blond surfer dude who appeared to have eyeballs all over his face and hands. I also woke up to a blonde girl talking to someone saying "He's the one". The girl also fed me spoonfuls of what tasted like brownies and some of my mom's blue cookies.

The next time I woke up I was sitting in a rocking chair on a porch. I looked out and saw strawberry fields and people running nearby. I saw Grover walk up the stairs, wearing jeans, sneakers, and an orange tee-shirt that said 'Camp Half-Blood'. In my left hand, I had a glass with a bright yellow liquid with ice. 

"You should probably drink that," Grover said, I shakily brought up the straw to my mouth. I drank all of it down my surprisingly parched throat, it tasted just like a fresh batch of blue cookies. "Maybe you shouldn't drink all of it." I blushed a little at that. "So, what did it taste like?" "Oh sorry, I should have let you have some." 

His eyes widened at that and he started to shake his head. "No, no, that's not what I meant. It just tastes different for everyone." "It tasted like my mom's freshly baked cookies." Grover's eyes saddened at that and gazed down at the floor. I noticed this and my eyes dimmed. "So it wasn't a dream." I had secretly been hoping it was. Grover just shook his head at that. 

He then handed me a shoebox. "You were the one who killed it so you get the trophy."
I opened the box to see the horn which I had broken off the night before. I got up with shaking legs. I had to lean on Grover to get down the steps. After getting down the steps I reassured Grover I was able to walk on my own and started to gradually hobble around. There were cabins made of different materials making a U shape. 

One of the cabins were made of gold and marble and had giant bronze doors., the one to the right of that one looked similar but more luxurious, to the left of the first one was one I had a direct attachment to. It was a low building with sea stones and coral on the outside walls, and just from where I was standing I could smell a sea breeze that smelled exactly like Montauk. 

Above the door were a bronze trident symbol and the number 3. I guessed something about this cabin was to represent Poseidon, my dad. 

A thought provoked that Camp Half-Blood was the name of the safe haven for demi-gods that Chiron/Mr. Brunner ran.  Which meant he was somewhere here. Grover and I went towards another cabin looking building. But this one was 4 stories tall and had baby blue paint which made it look like it could use another new coat of it. 

We got to the porch and saw Mr. Brunner sitting there with another man who was chubby, wearing a leopard print shirt, running shoes, sweat pants, and his eyes were a deep purple. 
I decided to use 'Observation' on him.

Name: Dionysus 

Title: God of Wine, Insanity, and Parties

Race: Olympian God