EPIC RP I KNOW YOU ALL LOVE THEEEEEESE!!! “Don’t thank me friend, I’m not the one who fought for you~”

Terry turns around like a roblox xbox user.
Terry: Who tf are you
(if you play roblox on xbox y'know what I mean)

*Ace turned around, looking at him.*

Ace: "Hermes??"

*he giggles, hovering closer*
Hermes: lost at sea, are you?

Ace: "Yeah..." *she sighed.*

Hermes: Well I'm here to give you a final option, consider this your 'one last chance', but you must abandon caution.

(So you're the one who talked with Calypso. Why are you here?)

(Your being given a final option, consider this your one last chance to make it back home, abandon caution, wash it away like the blood your hands have-)

(WOOOHOOOOO)

(Lol =))

(Hello There)
*Niccolo di Angelo was on his hands and knees, coughing water out of his lungs when he heard an extremely familiar voice. no, there's no way he's going to turn around and be face to face with-*
Nico: *weakly* Lord Hermes . . . *the time traveled demi-god tried to stand, but a bought of vertigo crashed onto him like the waves that almost drowned him (Note to self; don't take a boat if you're a son of Hades, even if you are back in time before the child ban and the animosity between Poseidon and your father)* ok, nope, we're gonna stay down right now *the teenager shook his head, droplets of seawater flying off like a dog shaking itself dry* Sorry, Lord Hermes

Hermes: *knowing smirk* I thought you couldn't have my help.

*Nico frowned at the god, his long lashed doe eyes making it a little hard for the god to take him seriously*
Nico: -_- ha ha, very funny *the demigod started to walk off the sand and towards the more stable grass, not wanting to give Hermes the satisfaction of relenting . . . but also internally knowing he needed the god's help. he frowned, scowling at the ground before sighing and turning around* . . . ugh, fine; Lord Hermes, can I have your help?

(Hello :))

*The messenger god hovered closer, his hand hovering above your back. His presence had a strange aura (yes Hermes has maximum aura) to it.*
Hermes: You don't have to apologize. *his tone was underlying with concern* what brings you out to sea?

*Nico groaned and shook his waterlogged head*
Nico: well, since Ithaca is in shambles right now and frankly, I'm too scared to go down to the Underworld and see my dad because we haven't actually talked since I showed up- and if this Hades is anything like MY Hades, then I'd probably just be killed immediately. *Nico ran a hand through his hair, spluttering as sand ran down his face* ugh . . . anyways, I came to try and find Odysseus. I only realized once I was really far off shore that 1. I'm a Son of HADES and would probably be sucked to the bottom of the sea, 2. I have never sailed a ship in my entire life and was basically learning as I went, and 3. I'm from the future; I literally know what has happened, is going to happen, and is happening right now *Nico laid back, sighing* so, yeah, adding on top of that that I can't swim and am 150lbs of pale skin and fragile bone with sarcasm as my only defense, I basically set myself and everyone else up for failure. yay, me . . .

*he smiled sympathetically, clicking his heels twice so he could stand flat in front of you*
Hermes: I could help you-

Nico: *eyes closed* dad said no making contracts with conditions with gods *Nico managed a tired smile at the god of messengers* Thanks for the offer though, Lord Hermes *the demigod laid still for a few more moments before sitting up, sighing a sigh that seemed more belonging to a man who's lived 2 wars and then some than to a, what 14, 15 year old kid?* Actually, can I ask you for a favor?

Hermes: *his grin never falters* Of course.

Nico: ok, so, a crutch? could you get me one of those? a can works too, or even just a big stick I could shave down with my sword- like what I made when I first got here on Ithaca *the boy scowled at the sea in front of him and the god* the sea took it in the wreck

Hermes: *his face softened, nodding* Such an innocent request, let me tell you, you are more good hearted than most heroes I've met. *he waved a hand and summoned up a cane/ crutch, one in a similar look to his staff*

Nico: *Standing* thanks? and I'm not a hero, I just- *Nico paused, thinking. he wasn't a hero, was he? Greek heroes go on torture level missions that mostly end in tragedy and mental trauma- ohhhh . . . ok, maybe he was a hero-* uhh, yeah . . . um, thanks . . . *Nico shuffled his feet, taking his new crutch and busying himself by looking at the details* Thank you, Lord Hermes. this is, really cool, actually

*it was an elbow crutch, made of dark wood and gold accents*
Hermes: Its no biggie. I have a flair for the dramatic *proud smile*

*Nico smiled at the god before looking around*
Nico: now, where the hell am I? *the dark haired teen's brown doe eyes scanned the surrounding scenery, eyebrows furrowed in thought and lips turned downwards in a frown. see, the problem with being placed in a story you know the plot of is as soon as you start f^cking around with it, the whole thing can change*

(I'm gonna use the same character from the last one, and I'm gonna go ahead and do romance)

*I whirl around, eyes wide* Hermes!? *I run toward him, giving him a huge hug*

(Okie dokie ^^)

*he looked surprised at first, then giggled*
Hermes: I sensed you could use some assistance from the wrath of poseidon.
*he hugged you back, the messenger god towered over you, but it didn't seem to matter*

*I smile up at him* I missed you *I blush as I admit this*

Hermes: *he grinned and patted you on the head* I did as well. *he clicked his heels together twice, so the wings would deactivate and he could stand flat on the raft* that brings me to the question of if you want my help.

*I smile* Yes, I would like your help