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I'll never understand this island. Why did an amusement park just appear? I suppose the island's response is 'why not?' It's been a lot of fun, so I guess I won't complain. Having an amusement park to hang out in is a nice change. It's also a good thing that things are really good now between Percy and I. We've been hanging out together and having fun. We spent nearly the whole day together today. We went on some rides, had some junk food, went in the batting cages, and played some games.

Percy and I were pretty good at the games, so we cleaned up on prizes. It also helps when you don't have to pay, so you don't really lose anything, and you can keep going and going. Getting the small mountain of prizes back to my hut was a pain, but I wasn't about to let any of our winnings go unclaimed. I get my minor kleptomania from my dad. After a long time at the park, Percy and I decided to crash at my place. His hut was still torn up for construction, plus my hut's still decked out with video games.

I've discovered that now and then video games are hard to stop if you're really on a roll and making good progress. I don't think either of us knew or cared that midnight had come and went. But even with most of my attention on the game, I still had an idea of what was going on around me. It's the demigod ADHD thing we have. We always have a battle awareness of our surroundings. At the hint of movement behind me, I immediately realize we're about to be attacked.

"Percy, look out!," I yell and I drop my controller and dive to the side.

Date: 2011-11-01 10:57 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
Well, Luke, perhaps, was battle-ready and aware of his surroundings. For me, it was very after midnight. We'd had a long day getting my hut ready for Luke's move in, and my interest in the game was flagging. I'd almost slumped up against the side of Luke's couch, game controller in hand, when I heard Luke's alarmed shout. I perked up instantly. "Hey! What--?"

And then the first of our prizes attacked me. Specifically, Cookie Monster. Whose mouth was far bigger than I remember. It enveloped my head instantly and began kneading my face with its jaws, going "PERCY! Omnomnomnomnomnom!"

For a minute, I thought Luke was playing a prank on me, but then I realized I'd seen him standing up, turning away from me. And the Cookie Monster's felt mouth was hard to breathe through. I staggered up. Still a little dazed, I actually said, "Hey! Who turned out the lights!"

Date: 2011-11-02 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
I saw something green hurtle past where my head had been and hit the wall. It missed me.

This was one time I'm thankful I have more years of practice than Percy and very good reflexes. We aren't demigods here, but I'm still good in a fight. I didn't take time to remark how ridiculous Percy looked. By his comment, he wasn't dying. Instead, I looked to see more prizes waking up in the other room.

The green thing turned and leaped at me again. Kermit the Frog, apparently. I picked up the chair I was sitting on and swung it at the incoming frog, batting it into my bedroom and causing a few of the things that were coming to collapse in a heap.

"Let's go, Cookie-head!"

Realizing we only had seconds to get out before we were mobbed, I grabbed Percy and pushed him and Cookie Monster out the front door before running out myself.

Date: 2011-11-02 01:05 am (UTC)
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Luke's push may have saved me, in retrospect. But it also sent me face first into one of the support columns of his hut. "Ow!" But perhaps that stunned the Cookie Monster, as he stopped nomming on my head. I shrugged him off and made to throw him into the jungle, but he suddenly started going "FINGER FOOD! Omnomnomnomnomnom!" All over my hand.

"Gods-damn it!" I shouted, trying to shake the thing off, to no avail. "Let go!"

Date: 2011-11-02 01:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
A scene like this was a real postcard moment. I would've paid several drachmas for a digital camera to freeze this moment we're sharing for all time. If we weren't about to be swarmed by killer toys, I probably would've laughed and cheered on the blue puppet. But, as things stood, I kicked him in the head. Cookie Monster, of course, not Percy.

The things were crawling out the windows and the door opened. There was something big in there that had picked up the sword that I keep next to my bed.

"Come on!"

I was already starting to run around back to the training area I built with all of the weapons I've made.

Date: 2011-11-02 01:20 am (UTC)
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Luke may have kicked the Cookie Monster in the head, but that still meant he kicked me in the hand. But that wasn't what made me freeze. When the door opened I heard a distinct click of metal against wood. "Did one of those things just pick up..."

Of course it had.

I rushed after Luke behind his hut where I hoped there were more weapons to be had.

Date: 2011-11-02 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
Having crawled out the back window, there were a few of the toys already into my stuff out back. There was a black duck that looked a lot like Daffy with one of my quarterstaves making some alarmingly good moves with it in my direction.

"Alright, duck. Let's go."

I narrowed my eyes and leaned forward unarmed as the duck moved forward making some aggressive swipes at me. I moved back, dodged, sidestepped, then.... the right moment! I took a step forward and grabbed the quarterstaff with both of my hands as used the momentum of the duck's own swing to carry him off his feet and slam him hard against the side of my hut. Grunting with effort, I used all my strength to whack him a few more times into the wall.

Date: 2011-11-02 02:19 am (UTC)
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I was going to complain to Luke that all of these puppets were a perfect example of why his cabin was so cramped. But that complaint dried on my lips when I saw his stash of weapons. That gave me more confidence -- though I did wonder what he was doing with these given his earlier stated truce.

Anyway, weapons. I could hear the toys stampeding towards us. I grabbed up and unsheathed the long sword, and shoved the dagger in my belt. I turned back just in time to see Kermit leap at me out of the bedroom window. A slash of the long sword separated him from his legs and sent both parts flying in separate directions. I rushed back to where Luke was standing.

"Right, plan," I said. "Make the colourful fur fly?"

Date: 2011-11-03 01:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
I dump the mangled heap of duck off the end of my quarterstaff. Other critters were gathering around us.

"Yep. Looks like the best plan to me."

With one broad swipe, I send a pair of piggies sailing back the way they came. Then I move to stand back-to-back with Percy.

Date: 2011-11-03 01:41 am (UTC)
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With Luke and I back to back, and well armed, the Muppets didn't stand a chance.

Fozzie Bear lunged out at me. "Hey, have I got an opening joke for you tonight!!"

His head cleared the trees of the jungle.

"Yorn desk born, der rite de gift der gue! Orn desk, dee born desk, de umm bork! bork! bork!"

Oh, how I wish I had a shotgun. But, no, my sword would do. His head cleared the trees of the jungle.

An eagle sighed melodramatically. "Another symbol of the corruption of youth in our society, urk--!"

Cleaved down the centre.

"How you doing back there?" I shouted back at Luke.

Date: 2011-11-03 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
While those other Muppets were going at Percy, the next one to come at me was the weird blue one. Gonzo? Anyway, I remember enough to go for that nose. One jab with the quarterstaff, and it curled up badly, and another sent him flying off.

The pigs were back, and I clocked each of them hard for their perseverance. Were those space suits they were wearing?

"This might be better than the amusement park," I reply.

Date: 2011-11-03 01:53 am (UTC)
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I had to admit, I was taking a perverse satisfaction to this. And getting a little cocky. One Muppet got a little too close, holding a knife. He was thin and fast, dodging my sword swings, all the time shouting, "Eep!" and "Meep!" Finally, I switched to a horizontal swing, and cut him in half.

"Which one of them has your sword?" I called back to Luke.

Date: 2011-11-03 02:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
After swatting a few rabid puppet chickens, I see the big one finally step out as if on cue.

"The big one, of course."

It roared as it charged us. The other prizes scattered out of its way.

"Look, I'm sure it can't..."

But I had to stop talking and raise my quarterstaff to defend myself! The sword collided with the wooden staff really hard and I saw a chunk fly off it. How in Hades was he swinging so HARD? Who the Styx trained him to fight like THAT?! A few exchanges later, and my staff wasn't looking so good. Then finally he aimed for a damaged part in the center and I heard a telltale crack. I dropped the staff and backed off.

Date: 2011-11-03 02:18 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] percy_jackson
"Oh, holy crap!" I drew the dagger from its scabbard and held it in my free hand. I had a suspicion I might need both weapons at once.

When the monster took a swing at Luke, I ran forward, ducking between the two, slashing out with both sword and dagger, trying to gouge into the creature's legs. But its fur was so thick, I don't think it got more than a glancing blow, though. It roared, though. So I'd made it angry, at least. Great.

I rolled up on my feet. I was now on the opposite side of the creature, flanking it, drawing it away from Luke and his stash of weapons. "Come on!" I shouted. I swung with the long sword.

Date: 2011-11-03 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
After seeing Percy's Cookie Monster run-in, I was not about to let him handle this beast without me for long. Percy was doing a good job holding it off while I grabbed my broadsword.

I charged in swinging viciously. I'm not about to let a stuffed toy get the upper hand over me on a battlefield. Funtime is over. I'm gunning for a kill. The thing falls back under my assault, but it keeps parrying and guarding. It's almost like sparring with Chiron. Finally, I get stroke in and slice some material off its shoulder.

Date: 2011-11-03 02:47 am (UTC)
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Now that Luke was back in the fight, the strategy was clear: fight on two fronts. I harried the monster, swinging with the long sword and fending off his strikes. When his sword struck mine, I blocked it, and stabbed in with the dagger at his exposed flank. He was no match for the both of us.

When Luke's swing sliced material off its shoulder, the creature swung at him. I saw my chance and swung my sword up. His other arm fell to the ground. "Ha!" I shouted.

Date: 2011-11-04 01:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
I grinned up at the monster as my partner lopped off one of it's arms. It seemed not to care so much and attack me more anyway. As it took a few more swings, I noticed that it wasn't quite as balanced as it had been. At the next swing, I slid in under it's guard, which left me kneeling by it's side as I brought my raised sword down hard on it's other arm.

I laughed and stood up as the sword and arm landed on the ground in front of me. The thing was hopping around in rage.

"Nice teamwork, Percy."

As I congratulated Percy, the monster decided it still wasn't done, and started kicking me in the side.

"Ah!" I exclaimed in annoyance.

Date: 2011-11-04 01:53 am (UTC)
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I couldn't believe the thing's persistence. I stared at it, momentarily stunned. "Look, you stupid idiot! You've got no arms left!" I shouted. But it kept kicking. Shrugging, I dove in again, dodged a kick, and struck. This time my sword cut deep, and the monster's right leg fell to the ground.

Date: 2011-11-04 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
I give this dumb thing a whole two seconds to stop attacking us, which it doesn't, before lopping his last leg off. As it falls to the ground, I exchange a look with Percy and shake my head before descending down to completely gut the thing. I won't have this thing crawling to my bed in the night and biting me.

Date: 2011-11-05 12:29 am (UTC)
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Silence descended. We stood there, staring at the mess of polyester fur littering the ground. I looked over at Luke. "Think that's all of them?"

"PERCY! Omnomnom--urk!"

I held out my sword and the Cookie Monster conveniently skewered himself on it. I shook his raggedy form off.

"That's all of them," I said, looking around again. But I was frowning. There was something about all this that wasn't right. "Looks like it was..." That's when it hit me. "The carnival prizes. Each and every last one of the carnival prizes."

I felt myself going white. "Coraline. Valkyrie. I won them stuff!"

Date: 2011-11-05 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] luke-castellan.livejournal.com
Seeing Cookie Monster die was depravedly satisfying.

When Percy realizes he has to run off and be a hero, I grin and motion away with my sword.

"Go on, Hero. I'll start hunting down the little ones that ran away from here and any others I can find."

Date: 2011-11-05 04:07 pm (UTC)
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I nodded. Luke was more than capable of handling things, now that we were armed and ready. The others? I couldn't be sure, and I needed to be sure. Hefting Luke's long sword, I waited gave him a quick look, asking to borrow it and, at his nod, rushed into the jungle. My first stop was to fetch Mrs. O'Leary.

Edited Date: 2011-11-08 03:18 am (UTC)

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