Rai (is hard to please) > Recent Status Updates

I can’t tell if this isn’t pulling its weight or if PJ put me in a book slump. And not the good kind.

please be good please be good please be good

“After three thousand years, you think the gods can change their nature?”
“Yeah,” I said. “I do.”

“All hail, Perseus Jackson,” Tyson said. “Hero of Olympus…and my big brother!”

:)

“And you shall have a new…um…what kind of weapon would you like? A sword? An axe?”
“Stick!” Tyson said, showing his broken club.
“Very well,” Zeus said. “We will grant you a new, er, stick. The best stick that may be found.”
“Hooray!”

Did we just… pull an Achilles X Patroclus?

“You cannot imprison me!” he bellowed. “I am Hyperion! I am—”
The bark closed over his face.
Grover took his pipes from his mouth. “You are a very nice maple tree.”

“With great power… comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.”

I AGREE.

“It was one of those typical ‘and-so-they-died/the-end’ stories that always made us demigods feel warm and fuzzy.”

Pfff

“I am here because when all else fails, when all the other mighty gods have gone off to war, I am all that’s left. Home. Hearth. I am the last Olympian.”

“Give me a break. I don’t have Tyson cleaning up after me.”

You have two working hands, Perseus.

“They have been fighting him for days now, trying to slow him down. But Typhon is marching forward—toward New York. Toward Olympus.” I let that sink in. “How long until he gets here?”

Lemme get this straight… they waited until NOW to notify Percy about Typhon bc they “didn’t want to ruin his summer”?? And now we only have 5 days left before he comes knocking??

“We need to keep our eyes open for a silver necklace with a scythe charm. If Kronos had one, the spy probably does too.”

Yes, let’s tell everyone—including the spy—exactly how to identify said spy. Genius.

“STOP IT!” I yelled. “What are you guys doing?” Clarisse glowered at me. “Tell Michael not to be a selfish jerk.”
“Oh, that’s perfect, coming from you,” Michael said. “The only reason I’m here is to support Silena!”
Clarisse shouted. “Otherwise I’d be back in my cabin.”

Why was this so incomprehensible? This isn’t the first, or even second, edition. This should’ve been corrected by now.

“To my right spread the woods. To my left, the canoe lake glittered and the climbing wall glowed from the lava pouring down its side.” (…)

Is this the first time we’ve gotten a frame of reference for where tf anything is? In the last book?

“Remake the wild, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world. You cannot wait for anyone else, even a god, to do that for you.”

“I’m sorry about that. I thought you were going to die.”
She sounded like she was close to crying.
“Hey, I’m usually about to die,” I promised. “Don’t feel bad.”

“People are more difficult to work with than machines. And when you break a person, he can’t be fixed.”

“Tell me, Percy. I have no wish to argue with you. But do you support the gods because they are good, or because they are your family?”

“What does it do?”
“Do?” Calypso mused. “It doesn’t really do anything, I suppose. It lives, it gives light, it provides beauty. Does it have to do anything else?”

“Some of us get thrown off mountainsides. Some of us…the way we learn not to trust people is even more painful.”

“Then she did something that really surprised me. She blinked back tears and put out her arms.”

🥺

“We’ll burn that bridge when we come to it.”

Might have to adopt this philosophy. I haven’t burned nearly enough bridges in over 2 decades

“Cursed Penhallow,” Piper added, her form becoming even wispier. “Cursed for what was taken.”
“I thought I was cursed because I was a fuckerneck.”

“Many things went through his head when he saw that she was asking him to meet her near midnight, giving him just an address, and only 80 percent of them were filthy.
Clearly, he was growing as a human being.”

“Do you really want to tell me you didn’t do something overly dramatic and stupid as a teenager?”
“‘Overly dramatic and stupid’ describes my entire teenage career, so no.”

“I think that if you keep calling him ‘the Dickbag,’ you can’t also act like you’re a matchmaking tween in a Disney movie.”
“I contain multitudes.”

“Did you miss my near decapitation out there?” he asked, nodding back out at the street.
Gwyn widened her eyes. “Wait, one of my dreams almost came true, and I didn’t get to see it?”

“Sorry I said Poseidon was mean. He sent me a brother.”

I was team Tyson this whole time and I still got KO’d by this guilt trip

“I am a monster.”
“Don’t say that.”
“It is okay. I will be a good monster. Then you will not have to be mad.”

OK. OW???