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notthatlady · 2 years

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Our SEAWEED BRAIN is Walker Scobell! 😍 Meet our PERCY JACKSON! 😍🌊

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notthatlady · 2 years

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Can anybody tell me which chapter did Nelinha first agreed with Gem? Because in Chapter 27, Ana said that it was twice this week Nelinha agreed with Gem. Here's the quote:

‘Good idea,’ Nelinha says. That makes twice this week she has publicly agreed with Gem, which probably means doomsday is nigh.

I've swept through all the pages but I couldn't find that first agreement Ana said. I think Rick was mistaken on this part. It was only in Chapter 27 did Nelinha agreed with Gem.

Help.

#daughter of the deep #ana dakkar #nelinhadasilva #ester harding #gemini twain #rickriordan

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notthatlady · 2 years

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Out of all the PJO/HOO/TOA characters, who do you think would win the Squid Game?

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notthatlady · 3 years

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There is also a deleted scene from The Last Olympian, the last book of Percy Jackson and the Olympians series!

The following was posted by Rick Riordan on his blog, a long, long time ago (October 3, 2013).

A Deleted Scene from The Last Olympian

Recently on Twitter I mentioned a deleted scene from The Last Olympian, in which Percy Jackson comes across his old nemesis Nancy Bobofit, the mortal girl who bullied him in The Lightning Thief. The scene was cut from the book for the sake of keeping the narrative moving, but I’ve always liked it. This week I spoke with Publisher’s Weekly about how I decide which characters to highlight and sideline in each book. As an extension of that interview, the deleted Nancy Bobofit scene is featured below.

Percy, Thalia, Annabeth and Grover are heading to Central Park to fight the Titans when they run across a group of unconscious mortals. As you may recall, the god Morpheus put all the mortals in Manhattan to sleep before Kronos’ army attacked the city:

The lights of the city were blinking on. I guess they were on automatic timers. The streetlamps in the park glowed, making the lanes and the trees look spooky – like we needed any more spookiness.

Thalia stopped and tensed, like she was catching a scent. “I’ll be back. Need to check the Hunters on the right flank.”

Her bow appeared in her hands and she disappeared into the trees.

We stepped over bodies of sleeping New Yorkers, moving them to safety when we could. We were just coming to a stone bridge on the northern side of the park when we came across a dozen kids, all slumped next to a pretzel stand, like they’d been lined up to buy snacks.

Grover yelped. “Percy . . . look.”

He crouched next to a girl with orange hair and freckles. She reminded me a little of Clarisse, because she was a big girl, like she was built for tackle football.

And then my eyes widened. “Oh my gods. It’s . . . Nancy?”

I hadn’t seen her in four years, but I still recognized her. Nancy Bobofit, a bully who’d made my life miserable in sixth grade. Grover and I had been at Yancy Academy, and she would pick on us mercilessly. She’d been around the first day I suspected that I was a demigod.

“Who’s Nancy?” Annabeth asked.

“A girl we used to know,” Grover muttered. “Not a very nice girl.”

I looked at the other sleeping kids. Some I’d never seen, but a few looked familiar.

“This is our class from Yancy,” I said. “They must’ve been on the summer trip.”

“Yeah,” Grover said. He pointed to a lady in a flowery dress. “Here’s Mrs. Watt. She always chaperoned the summer New York trip. If we’d stayed at Yancy . . .”

He didn’t finish the thought. We both knew that was impossible. We didn’t live normal lives. We never would’ve made it through middle school without monsters destroying us or the school or both. Still, it was strange looking at my former classmates. I never went backward. Once I left a school, I always tried to leave it behind for good. Besides, the memories were usually bad. But looking at the kids who’d kept going, even stupid old Nancy Bobofit, I felt a wave of sadness wash over me.

“They’re right in the path of the battle,” Grover said, and he looked at me to see what I’d suggest.

“We have to move them,” I said. “Under the bridge, maybe. They’ll be safer.”

“After all she did to us,” Grover mused, “it kind of serves her right to be stomped by a titan army.”

“But we can’t.”

He sighed. “Yeah. You’re right. Maybe . . . draw a moustache on her, at least?”

Four years ago, it would’ve been tempting. Now, I realized that I didn’t hate Nancy anymore. I was a different person. She was a mortal in the path of danger – we were the only thing between her and destruction.

“No moustaches,” I said. “Annabeth, give me a hand?”

She was studying me carefully, trying to read my thoughts, but she didn’t say anything. She just helped me drag the school group to safety.

This deleted part is in Chapter 14: Pigs Fly, between these lines:

“Do you think Ethan suspects about your weak spot?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “He didn’t tell Kronos anything, but if he figures it out—”

“We can’t let him.”

“I’ll bonk him on the head harder next time,” I suggested. “Any idea what surprise Kronos was talking about?”

She shook her head. “I didn’t see anything in the shield, but I don’t like surprises.”

“Agreed.”

“So,” she said, “are you going to argue about me coming along?”

“Nah. You’d just beat me up.”

She managed a laugh, which was good to hear. I grabbed my sword, and we went to rally the troops.

--- Somewhere here. ---

Thalia and the head counselors were waiting for us at the reservoir. The lights of the city were blinking on at twilight. I guess a lot of them were on automatic timers. Streetlamps glowed around the shore of the lake, making the water and trees look even spookier.

“They’re coming,” Thalia confirmed, pointing north with a silver arrow. “One of my scouts just reported they’ve crossed the Harlem River. There was no way to hold them back. The army . . .” She shrugged. “It’s huge.”

“We’ll hold them at the park,” I said. “Grover, you ready?”

He nodded. “As ready as we’ll ever be. If my nature spirits can stop them anywhere, this is the place.”

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notthatlady · 3 years

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I read from somewhere that this was a deleted chapter from The Lightning Thief, with a title "I Kiss Something Ugly". But whether this was actually a deleted chapter/scene by the author, Rick Riordan or this was just made by fans, it is quite worth reading. It's beautiful, the sense of humor is still present, and it definitely justifies Percy's statement: I didn't feel like anyone was staring at me anymore. I felt like I was home.

Also, I am fairly certain that this is not a whole chapter because the first few lines and the last few lines (I highlighted it in color red) corresponds to what is already written in Chapter 7: My Dinner Goes Up In Smoke.

Now, here it is.

When everybody had returned to their seats and finished eating their meals, Chiron pounded his hoof again for our attention.

Mr. D got up with a huge sigh. "Yes, I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats. Well, hello. Our activities director Chiron says the next capture-the-flag is Friday. Cabin Five presently holds the laurels."

A bunch of ugly cheering rose from the Ares table.

"Personally," Mr. D continued, "I could care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have a new camper today. Peter Johnson."

Chiron murmured something.

"Er, Percy Jackson," Mr. D corrected. "That's right. Hurrah, and all that. Now do your silly little welcome tradition. Go on."

Cabin Eleven started a chant, pounding on the table and doing a series of hand-gestures I didn't understand any better than the words:

Half-blood, half-blood, rak-a-sak-a-soo.

Gitcheegumee, ratatooie, whose child are you?

Throw him in, throw him in, welcome to the camp,

No one's a half-blood until they're damp!

Then the tempo changed and everyone in the pavilion drummed their fists on the tables:

Ohhhhhh ---

Percy kiss the boar! Percy kiss the boar!

The bigger guys in Cabin Eleven grabbed me and lifted me over their heads. I struggled a little at first, but I realized there wasn't much point, so I let them carry me down to the cabins, the whole camp laughing and singing and jostling each other.

We went down to Clarisse's cabin, the one with the wild boar mounted above the doorway. Luke lifted me on his shoulders so I could reach it.

"Go ahead, Percy!" he yelled. "A big wet one on the snout!"

The thing was disgusting – moldy and smelly and ugly like you wouldn't believe. The snout was all peeling off and nasty.

"Percy kiss the boar! Percy kiss the boar!" everybody shouted.

Before I could think about it too much, I kissed the boar's nose.

A roar of approval went up from the campers, and I felt . . . weird, like I'd been accepted. I couldn't remember the last time anybody had cheered for me, much less a hundred people and satyrs and wood nymphs.

Before I could start feeling too warm and fuzzy, or even wipe the snout-grime off my lips, the stuffed boar's mouth opened all by itself and let loose an enormous belch right in my face. Everybody roared with laughter. It was a practical joke – a trick boar.

A new chant started: Throw him in! Throw him in!

The guys carried me down to the canoe lake.

I saw what was coming, but I wasn't worried about getting wet. I was thinking: Please don't let this be like the bathroom. Don't hose everybody down.

I didn't need to worry. I went straight in – SPLOOSH! – and right down to the bottom.

When I came up gasping, everybody cheered. Luke and some of the other guys hauled me out and clapped me on the back.

We all headed down to the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin led the sing-a-long. We sang camp songs and ate s'mores and joked around, and the funny thing was, I didn't feel like anyone was staring at me anymore. I felt like I was home.

Later in the evening, when the sparks from the campfire were curling into a starry sky, the conch horn blew again, and we all filed back to our cabins. I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I collapsed on my borrowed sleeping bag.

My fingers curled around the minotaur horn. I thought for a moment about my mom, but they were good thoughts – her smile, the bedtime stories she would read me when I was a kid, the way she would tell me not to let the bedbugs bite.

When I closed my eyes, I fell asleep instantly.

That was my first day at Camp Half Blood.

I wish I'd known how briefly I would get to enjoy my new home.

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notthatlady · 3 years

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I changed my username because reasons. 😉

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Sons of Poseidon?

During the giving of the end-of-summer beads, Luke announced:

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 22

“The choice was unanimous,” Luke announced. “This bead commemorates the first Son of the Sea God at this camp, and the quest he undertook into the darkest part of the Underworld to stop a war!”

“This bead commemorates the first Son of the Sea God at this camp.” This sentence got me wondering. Was Percy really the first son of the Sea God at Camp Half-Blood? Like for thousands of years, Chiron’s camp never ever had a male child of Poseidon?

I knew one daughter of the Sea God, though. She was mentioned by Miranda in the book Camp Half-Blood Confidential, Wild Places: Strawberry Fields (Pick Your Own by Miranda Gardiner).

Poseidon’s daughter campaigned loudly for a seafood shack that offered “both Manhattan and New England clam chowder.”

Anyway, how about those sons of Poseidon who fought during World War II?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 8

Grover shifted his hooves uncomfortably. “About sixty years ago, after World War II, the Big Three agreed they wouldn’t sire any more heroes. Their children were just too powerful. They were affecting the course of human events too much, causing too much carnage. World War II, you know, that was basically a fight between the sons of Zeus and Poseidon on one side, and the sons of Hades on the other. The winning side, Zeus and Poseidon, made Hades swear an oath with them: no more affairs with mortal women. They all swore on the River Styx.”

If Percy really was the first son of the Sea God at camp, then I would assume that these sons of Poseidon weren’t trained at Camp Half-Blood at all. Chiron must have (for whatever reason it was) let these children train on their own.

So, I’m wondering if Rick was mistaken or Percy simply was the first son of the Sea God at camp since it was built.

Or I’m just overthinking and misunderstood what Luke said? Haha.

Also, just a thought (I know this is off the issue above) where are the children on the winning side? They should still be alive, living in their old age (assuming they did not die from monster attacks while they’re aging). They weren’t mentioned in the entire fifteen books. Maybe these veterans did not survive into old age? Hehe.

@rickriordanmistakes comment: Hmm, I interpreted the first quote to mean the first child of Poseidon since WWII, but definitely food for thought! It’s possible Rick meant it the way you interpreted the quote to be, and (like we know happens A LOT) simply forgot when building on his universe.

As for the veteran children of Poseidon, you bring up a valid point. We know from The Lightning Thief that it’s dangerous for children of the Big Three to live in the mortal world. We also know that Camp Half-Blood has been around for a very long time. Maybe there’s a secret sanctuary hidden within Long Island? Maybe the Big Three killed all their demigod children? Who knows?

Let me know your thoughts!

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What does the last line of Percy’s prophecy in The Lightning Thief really means?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 9

Finally, Eddie, our building super, delivered the worst line of all: And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end.

Was it when he left his mother in the underworld?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 19

I turned and faced my mother. I desperately wanted to sacrifice myself and use the last pearl on her, but I knew what she would say. She would never allow it. I had to get the bolt back to Olympus and tell Zeus the truth. I had to stop the war. She would never forgive me if I saved her instead. I thought about the prophecy made at Half-Blood Hill, what seemed like a million years ago. You will fail to save what matters most in the end.

Or when he left Medusa’s head to her mother and let her save herself from her husband Gabe?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 22

And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end.

I had failed to save my mom, but only because I’d let her save herself, and I knew that was the right thing.

Percy acknowledged both situations. So, which is which?

@rickriordanmistakes comment: Whoa, I am utterly confused now. I thought I understood it before, but this is now making me unsure if I ever really understood the meaning of the prophecy.

Help, anyone?

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Nemesis, god of revenge?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 8

Grover looked as if I’d just led him into a trap. “I didn’t … Oh, listen, don’t think like that. If you were—you know—you’d never ever be allowed a quest, and I’d never get my license. You’re probably a child of Hermes. Or maybe even one of the minor gods, like Nemesis, the god of revenge. Don’t worry, okay?”

Before Percy was claimed, Grover told him that maybe he was a child of one of the minor gods, like Nemesis. But Nemesis is a goddess. And if Grover meant “gods” as gender-neutral, Percy has a mortal mother, not father.

From Apollo’s words in The Hidden Oracle, that demigods could have a same-sex parents, it would be possible that Grover was thinking this way.

But then Grover who was with Percy for a whole school year should’ve learned by that time that Percy has a male as one of his parents. Percy perhaps had shared sentiments about his “dad” to Grover. Although I am only assuming here. 😅

(Had this been discussed before? If so, sorry if I bring it out again. Hehe.)

@rickriordanmistakes comment: I feel like we’ve discussed this before on the blog but after sorting through the archives I can’t find anything. Maybe I talked about it with someone else in-person or personally?

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Mount Etna or Mount Othrys?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 9

“Zeus’s master bolt,” Chiron said, getting worked up now. “The symbol of his power, from which all other lightning bolts are patterned. The first weapon made by the Cyclopes for the war against the Titans, the bolt that sheered the top off Mount Etna and hurled Kronos from his throne; the master bolt, which packs enough power to make mortal hydrogen bombs look like firecrackers.”

Isn’t it Mount Othrys that Zeus’ master bolt had sheared* the top off?

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 21

Poseidon gripped his trident. “In the First War, Percy, Zeus cut our father Kronos into a thousand pieces, just as Kronos had done to his own father, Ouranos. Zeus cast Kronos’s remains into the darkest pit of Tartarus. The Titan army was scattered, their mountain fortress on Etna destroyed, their monstrous allies driven to the farthest corners of the earth.

Mount Othrys is their mountain fortress or base, not Etna.

The Lightning Thief, Chapter 9

“The sword is celestial bronze. Forged by the Cyclopes, tempered in the heart of Mount Etna, cooled in the River Lethe.

Mount Etna is one of the places where celestial bronze is forged.

Also, I’m a bit confused by the term Rick used: sheered the top off. Isn’t it supposed to be sheared* the top off? To sheer off means to change direction suddenly. While to shear off means to remove something with great force. I think shear off’s definition is closer to what Rick was supposed to mean. Correct me if I’m wrong, please.

@rickriordanmistakes comment: You are absolutely correct! In Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods it says that Kronos built his palace on Mount Othrys:

They had spent all their time in the abyss learning how to forge metal and build with stone (I guess that’s pretty much all there was to do), so in gratitude for their freedom, they constructed a massive palace for Kronos on top of Mount Othrys, which back then was the tallest mountain in Greece.

Mount Etna is the mountain that Zeus threw on top of Typhon. This excerpt is also from Percy Jackson’s Greek Gods:

“EAT ETNA!” Zeus bellowed. (Because that was the name of the mountain.) He smashed Typhoeus under the weight of Mount Etna, and the storm giant has been trapped there ever since, rumbling beneath megatons of rock and occasionally causing volcanic explosions.

Maybe there’s a conflict in the myths?

As for the word usage, it’s possible that was an error. Even I didn’t know the difference! :)

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notthatlady · 3 years

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Start of something new.

#somethingnew #beginning

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