Twenty-four tributes fight to the death in the Olympian Games, hoping to become the latest Victor in a sport all but rigged from the start. * * * One hundred years ago, a bloody war ended and the nation of Terra rose from the ashes. Comprised of twelve districts and a Capitol filled with the rich and powerful, ordinary citizens struggle while their Olympian District Representatives party with titans of wealth. Each year, twenty-four children aged ten through eighteen are selected to fight to the death in remembrance of the war that brought Terra together. This year, they celebrate their Centenary with an Olympian Games that is sure to remind the Districts of the result of attempted rebellion. District 11's Victor Luke Castellan may still be alive, scarred and shamed as he is, but many are not so lucky due to the uprising he failed to see through. Follow this year's unlucky twenty-four as they go from Reaping to Launch to Games until only one remains, crowned Victor. President Kronos Saturnus expects nothing less than a spectacle for the Ages, but tiring Head Gamemaker Hades Pluton may not be up for it. Luckily, Eris Discordia, his up-and-coming assistant, shares their grand President's taste for blood and death. The Centenary Quell's theme? Remember, you are helpless, as mortals are to gods. * * * This is a Percy Jackson & the Olympians x Hunger Games style AU collaboration, inspired by the 24 Authors / 24 Tributes trope. It is dystopian, no magic fiction that may be unsuitable for some readers in the same way The Hunger Games books were. Canon characters and OCs will feature heavily. * * * "Yes, blood for blood, his bitter loan came due. He paid with death." - Euripides, Electra

Life rarely goes as planned. When I was 9 years old, all I wanted to be was a nun. But then, what Catholic school girl doesn't have that passing thought? Then I felt that call again in High School. But with my mental health in tatters, I was rightly turned gently away by the order I reached out to. So I closed that door for good. Or so I thought. Life rarely goes as planned, and right now, I find myself in the depths of wrestling with the highest of highs in my religious life, but some of the lowest of lows in my personal health. Vulnerability has never come easy to me. But I want to record this journey for myself, as much as for others. If you read it, I hope it brings you some peace in a world of strife. Or perhaps offers you a hand to hold, to know you aren't alone in your struggles. This discernment journey is on going. It is full of ups and downs. And I do not yet know the end. Come discover it with me.

Even as Míril of the Dúnedain fights to protect her friend and chieftain Aragorn, nightmares of tossing waves and a shining jewel threaten not only her life, but her trust in those she loves. *-*-* Elrohir x Original Female Character Found Family & Angst with a Happy Ending *-*-* The Dunedain are sworn to serve and protect the heir of Isildur. Miril, foster daughter of Halbarad, is no different. When Gildor's warning reaches Míril that Gandalf has gone missing she acts once again in service of her chieftain no matter the cost. But on the eve of the War of the Ring, nightmares of a deep ocean and the drowning of Eärendil's star begin to plague her sleep, causing the Wise in Middle Earth to fear the fiery blood running through her veins cannot no longer stay hidden. Neither from the Enemy, nor from Míril herself. *-*-* FËANORIEL CHRONICLES book 1

Some demigods survive long enough to want nothing to do with their parents' bullshit. These are their stories. Grab a drink and pull up a seat at the bar. Currently updating. Always open for new characters. Riordanverse Applyfic. See inside for details.