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Demigod Secret Chapter Icon V1 by Artemis015
Demigod Secret Chapter Icon V1
So I decided that instead of having a character bio as the icon for every chapter I'd instead like to have just one icon for the whole thing.  This icon is only going to be temporary--I'd like to, shall I say, "refine" it sometime.  But for now, this will do! (lol, it's actually just the icon I made for my group :icondemigodsecret:
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Narrator: Al was floating, which was abnormal since his powers, in no way, involved flying.   Amused by this, he began doing somersaults and cartwheels in mid-air, above an endless desert below.  It was then that he caught sight of a girl with short brown hair, a boy with dark brown hair, and a girl with black pigtail braids.  He recognized them immediately.

Al: Larisa, my love, what in the name of the gods are you doing down there?  Where are we?

Narrator:  He called out to her, but she couldn't hear him, despite the fact that he was yelling at the top of his lungs and he was directly above her.  He tried again.

Al: Larisa!  Jet!  Rina!  Larisa, ma belle!  Hello?

Narrator:  Larisa still couldn't hear him; neither could Jet or Rina.

Larisa: (She turned to Jet.) I think we lost them.  (She was breathing heavily as though they'd just been running away from something…or someone.  Her forehead sweated a little.)

Jet: Actually, I think we lost us; where are we?

Al: Good question.  (He thought to himself, then he called out to his girlfriend.)  Hello?  Oh, beautiful goddess below, does thou knoweth where thou be-ith?

Rina: I think... (She looked around quickly.) we might be in Egypt.  Can we visit the temple of Isis?  Or the Great Sphinx?  Or the Pyramids of Giza?  Or—

Larisa: (She unintentionally cut her off.) But what if that stupid manticore comes back?  We left our weapons back at Camp... (Al twitched at the mention of the word "camp") ... We're defenseless!

Rina: No we're not!  We still have our powers!  Well, I mean you have your powers; Jet and I still haven't figured out what it is we can do...

Jet: Yeah, you can just summon some water and then... (He looked around but saw no water, only sand.)

Larisa: Yeah, water in the desert, great idea!

Al: (He thought to himself.) Summon water?  Larisa can't summon water; that's impossible!  The only people who can summon anything are Gods, Monsters, and Demigods like me!  But, wait, this could mean only one thing... (He blinked hard, staring at Larisa.) She's a daughter of Neptune!  (he cursed to himself in Latin). Oh boy—whoops, I mean girl—that is a REALLY bad omen!

Narrator: Just then, a sand dune exploded.  Al turned quickly at the sound of the noise and saw that a manticore had appeared from within the sand.  The beast's ugly man's head, lion's body and spiked tail had Al fearful for his girlfriend's safety (he could've cared less about Jet and Rina)

Al: (He panicked and did not know what to do.) Don't worry love, your boyfriend's coming to rescue you!

Narrator: Al "flew" in the direction of his beloved, when all of a sudden he noticed a cloud floating above him.  But this was no ordinary cloud.  No, it was far from ordinary... it was in the shape of a pizza!  And then, the cloud transformed into a super-jumbo-sized super-ultre-delux-triple-cheese-pepperoni PIZZA!!

Al: (His stomach growled and he began to drool a bit.) Pizzzzaaaaaaaaa......

Narrator: Just then, a miniature version of Venus, the Roman goddess of love and beauty, appeared on Al's left shoulder.  He could tell who she was immediately due to her captivating beauty and her magic girdle.

Venus: (She spoke in a harsher, more demanding tone than Al had anticipated.)  Forget about pizza!  Go save your lovely lady, Larisa!

Al:  (He shook his head back and forth, forgetting about food.  His hunger, he figured, had subsided) Right!

Narrator:  Just then, another miniature deity prepared on Al's right shoulder.  The man had a dark beard, a purple toga, and a leopard-skin "cape", and he was carrying a goblet of wine.  It was Bacchus; the Roman god of wine, food and parties.

Bacchus: (He pointed to the pizza; there was a disapproving look on his face.) Forget about the girl, your stomach says to eat; SO EAT IT!

Al: Well, I—

Venus: Leave him alone, wine dude!  Can't you see he's a little busy right now?  Hello, he's about to perform a chivalrous act out of love!

Bacchus: (He folded his arms and turned away.) But c'mon, it's pizza!

Al: (horrified) I never thought I'd have to choose between the love of my life and pizza!  How do I pick!?

Venus: Quit with your whining!  Do you want her to die? (She scoffed.) Geez... men!

Bacchus: (He pointed to Larisa and her friends.) Look at her; she'll be fine!  She's got her trident and her two demigod friends; that manticore doesn't stand a chance against—

Narrator: Al flicked both gods off his shoulders, they both evaporated in a puff of gold dust, then he "flew" down to his girlfriend.  He pulled out his spatha and swung it at the manticore... And missed!

Al: (He froze in disbelief) What in the name of the gods?  I had it perfectly aimed at the monster's back, but then my spatha just went right through him…am I a ghost?

Larisa: Hiyaaaaah!  (She had gathered some water from what little moisture there was in the air and stabbed at the beast; it began to dissolve, but then quickly reformed itself in its human form.  Larisa frowned as she recognized him) Jeff!  I should've seen it sooner; you're just as ugly as your brother!  Why you—

Narrator: Larisa didn't have the chance to finish her sentence; Jeff threw a punch at her.  Luckily, she rolled out of the way just in time.

Jet: I think we should run; for some reason they just won't die!

Narrator:  Al was confused; his best friend was a manticore?  How did he not see it sooner?

Al: I am the worst boyfriend ever; I left my girlfriend with a monster!

Narrator: Just then, the sand beneath Larisa, Jet and Rina began to swirl and became moist.  From atop, it looked kind of like the eye of a tornado.

Larisa: What is this? (Her feet began to sink.)

Jet: We're sinking!  Argh!

Rina: ( She struggled to free herself.) I think it's quick sand!

Larisa: We have to get out of here! (By then, she was up to her knees in sand.  She pointed her palms towards the sand and successfully extracted a small amount of liquid; about enough to fill a normal drinking cup.)

Jeff: Struggling is useless.  You'll only sink faster. (He taunted them.)

Larisa: (The quick sand was at her hips.  She managed to control a small amount of water which she'd transformed into a whip-shape) If we die, I'm going to kill you Jeff!

Jeff: Don't worry, we're not gonna kill you... (He smirked.)...not yet.

Jet: Who's "we"?

Jeff: (He closed his eyes and grinned an evil grin.) Our master doesn't want you dead.  He needs you for something else.  You are mere tools.

Narrator: Al attempted to tackle Jeff and push him into the "quick sand"... which backfired.  He fell through Jeff and went head-first into the ground, swallowed by the "quick sand", and he couldn't see anything; it was all black.

Al: (He cursed to himself.) Darn!  That was such a fail, and I didn't even get any PIZZA!  And now I'm drowning in quicksand... wait, then why am I still breathing?

Narrator:  Just then, a large fire-breathing giant appeared in front of him.  His whole body radiated heat, his voice was deep and slightly muffled by the flames.  He wore a toga, and had a pale brown beard (kind of like Gandalf's from Lord of the Rings).

Al: Holy cow!

Large Fire-Breathing Giant: (offended) Now is that any way to greet your father?  Do I look like a cow?

Al: (He kicked Cacus' big toe, which was about the height of his knees.) Sixteen years and now you decide to show up!?

Cacus: (He picked Al up by the waist.) Hmmm... (He examined his son.) I thought you'd be more, well, meatier... I suppose that' because I was in miniature “mist” form when I met your mother, but still; you're tiny!

Al: Cacus!  Dad!  What's going on?  What happened to my girlfriend? And—

Cacus: Oh, sorry son, how inconsiderate of me!  I never taught you how to court a woman!  Well, first you compliment her, and then you kill anyone who might pose a threat to her, and then you buy her tons of gift, I find jewelry and flowers work nicely, and then—

Al: Dad! (He whined.)  First of all, those tactics sound SO old-fashioned.  Secondly, will you just tell me what is going on?  Just answer my questions!

Narrator: Cacus breathed on his son, flames engulfing the poor boy (but, of course, he was unharmed).

Al: Geez, you have bad breath!  Ever heard of Listerine?

Cacus: Rule no. 1: say please.  Rule no. 2: do not insult me.  Insulting a giant is a big mistake!  (Cacus began to vanish, dropping his son.)

Al: Dad, wait! (He wailed as he fell spiraling to the darkness.)

Narrator: Al awoke and found himself in shackles next to Phillip and Talya.  The Gray Sisters's Taxi was nowhere to be seen.  They appeared to be in a prison of some sort, a very old one.

Al: Where am I?  (He asked Phillip and Talya who were both unconscious as well.) Talya!  Talya, wake up! (Talya blinked and rubbed her eyes.)

Talya: Huh, where are we?

Al: I had a dream—well, it was more of a nightmare... Jeff is evil!  Forget going back to San Francisco!

Talya: You just figured that out! Well, it's kind of late.  Jeff and his pal, Ty, used some kind of magic dust, courtesy of Morpheus, that put us all to sleep.  Dude, we've been kidnapped!  (Al was in mental shock, Talya whined.) I forgot my iPod in the taxi!

Al: I think you iPod is the least of our worries.

Talya: Where are our bags?  If Jeff touches any of my costume-making stuff, I swear I'll—

Phillip: (His eyed fluttered and then she and Al knew he was awake.) You brought your costume-making stuff?  We are not making any more pit stops!

Talya: Well, I didn't know how long we'd be and I need to finish my costume before the costume party on Halloween! (She defended.)

Narrator: Al leaned against the wall, annoyed.  Then he got up and peered out the window.  They were on an island, he found, and he could just see a hint of where San Francisco was in the distance.

Al: I know where we are.

Talya: You do?

Phillip: Where are we?

Al: ...we're in Alcatraz.
Demigod Secret - Chapter X
At last! Chapter Ten! Hey, finally into the double digits! :D So, please let me know what you think of the story so far, I would like some concrit if you have any ;) I'll try to keep posting weekly ;)

EDITED APRIL 18TH 2015
Also guys, feel free to check out my group :icondemigodsecret: for an easier way to follow along! :)

[Al, Talya, Phillip, Larisa, Jet, Rina, Ty, Jeff (c) me
Venus, Bacchus, Cacus (c) Rick Riordan]

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Chapter XI: artemis015.deviantart.com/art/…

Cover Picture: artemis015.deviantart.com/art/…
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Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while, finals are happening soon so yeah...

Hoping to get more done over the weekend, maybe even post the next chapter (34)!  I'm really excited for chapters 35 and 36!
  (Sept. 19th, Camp Jupiter)

Al: Do you really think that idiot Octavian can help us?

Talya:  I doubt it!  He's a murderer... All he does is stab my stuffed animals; my poor stuffies!  I spent hours working on them, and he has the nerve to—

Reyna: We're almost there.

Narrator: The six of them (Phillip, Al, Talya, Reyna, Regulus, and Flora) entered the building; Temple of Jupiter Optimus Maximus.  Marcus had left them to go to hone his fighting skills.  Octavian was already inside... next to a pile of torn stuffed animals and fluff.  Octavian turned once he noticed them entering.

Octavian: What brings you to the great, all-powerful Augur; Octavian?  (He asked proudly.)

Reyna:  Don't flatter yourself. (She said plainly.)

Talya:  (She glanced over at the pile of stuffed animals.)  Can I have some of the extra stuffing?

Reyna: (irritated) Can we please stay focused?

Phillip: (He spoke reluctantly.) Octavian, we need your help.

Octavian: (He retorted rudely.)  Sorry, is there a prophecy that your whack-job sister can't seem to decode?  (He stuck his tongue out at Phillip.)

Phillip: Why you!  I ought to—

Flora: You insensitive jerk!  You don't even know what happened to Phyllis!

Regulus: (He gritted his teeth.) Octavian, you—

Reyna: SHUT UP!!  You are all acting like children!  (Reyna’s attempt to restore some order succeeded.  They all went silent, allowing Al to continue telling the story.)

Al: (He rolled his eyes.) Okay, basically, Phillip was talking to his sister one day, Phyllis told a prophecy and then foresaw something awful, and then some Japanese jerk came and kidnapped her. (Octavian nodded.)  What we need is for you to help us figure out what the prophecy means.  (Al didn't bother telling him about the Third Great Prophecy since it was a) coded, and b) incomplete.)

Octavian: Since when did you become the smart, responsible one?  (He smirked as Al's face turned red and Talya giggled.)

Al: I would kill you—

Phillip: (sternly) Look, are you going to help save the world or not?  This could be a matter of life or death!

Octavian: I don't know.  (He looked away and folded his arms, annoyed) If we left her, then that would take care of the psycho chic trying to steal my job—

Narrator: FWAKKKK!!!!  Flora slapped him as hard as she could, surprising everyone.  Her eyes were bloodshot and tears ran down her face, yet she still looked amazingly beautiful as always.  Flora looked deep into Octavian's eyes, then ran out, crying.  Regulus went after her, pausing for a brief moment to look back at Phillip.  Then they were both gone.

Octavian: (He rubbed his red cheek.) Okay, okay!  Just tell me what you need; and no one else is allowed to slap me, or else I'm not helping you!

Talya: Oh please, just once—

Octavian: Do you want my help or not?

Phillip: Anyways, we need you to decode this prophecy;
     Threats will be faced above and below
     The future, only a true prophet will know
     The fire, the mist, and the prophet alike
     Will face the sky's massive strike
     One of the four to be lost before the end
     Betrayed by one the lost girl called her friend


Octavian: (He rolled his eyes) You guys don't understand what that means?  (Silence told him that the answer was 'no'.)  It's simple!  First of all, you need four demigods.  Probably Al and Talya; the fire and the mist.  Then, as for that bit about 'the sky'...maybe you'll get caught in a thunder storm or something!

Al: Um, what about the last two lines?

Octavian: Well, obviously someone's gonna die because of one of Phyllis' (the lost girl's) friends.  Phyllis (somehow) has many friends, as we all know, but there are three obvious suspects in this scenario; Phillip, Flora, and Regulus.

Phillip: But I—

Talya: (She glanced over at him.) I know that you would never do anything wrong, we all do, but Octavian is just pointing out an (unlikely) possibility.

Al:  Either way, I'm not too sure about going on this quest if there is a certainty that one of us is going to die.  I have a girlfriend to think about...

Reyna: Do you want to rethink that?

Al: (He backtracked quickly.) I mean, I do really want to go.  I'm just keeping that small, minuscule con in the back of my mind.  (Reyna raised an eyebrow at him.)  Never mind, there isn't a part of me that doesn't want to be on the quest!  Right Talya?

Talya: Dude, I'm totally psyched about this!  (Maybe we can make a pit stop at Ohayocon on the way back!)

Phillip:  I'll come on this quest if it means proving that it's not me; I'm not the traitor!  (Besides, the quest did say "the fire, the mist, and the prophet alike" and I do have the gift of prophecy.)

Al: Great!  So that makes me feel much better! (he muttered sarcastically as he rolled his eyes and crossed his arms)

Reyna: Okay, so we have three people for this quest, we just need one more.

Phillip: Honestly, I think we should ask Regulus.

Narrator: Everyone went quiet, unsure of this suggestion.  Yes, Regulus was a really good friend—best friend—of Phyllis, but he was blind.  However, he was the best medic at camp, but still... and asking Flora was completely out of the question since they all knew that, unlike most Roman Centurions, Flora was a healer and a pacifist.  There was a moment of silence as everyone pondered the suggestion.  Finally, Talya spoke.

Talya: Phillip does have a point.

Al: So what are you saying?

Talya: We should ask Regulus.  Besides, he's the only camper that would want to come.  He's the only person who will, guaranteed, say 'yes'.

  (fifteen minutes later...)

Al:  (He yelled at Regulus.) What do you mean, "you don't want to"!?!?

Regulus: I... Well—

Al: Phyllis, your best friend, needs you!

Regulus: But... (Inside, he was torn.  His brain was at war.)  I want to go, but I'm blind.  I'd only get in the way.  But I'm a really good healer, considered one of the best at camp.  Phyllis needs me.  But Flora wouldn't be with me...

Reyna:  Hesitation?  That's not very Roman of you.

Talya: (kindly) Reg, what's wrong?  For as long as I've known you, you and Flora and Phyllis would do anything for each other.  Why are you so...so hesitant now? Now when Phyllis needs you?  (Regulus remained silent.)

Reyna: You have a week to decide.  Then I'm sending them off, understand?  (Regulus nodded)

  (The present day,  8:15 pm, Sept. 29th)

Narrator: Al had gathered Talya and Phillip (they'd rushed to pack their backpacks full of supplies) and the three of them raced to Reyna's praetor's cabin.  Lucky for them, they caught Regulus talking to Reyna.

Reyna: (She spoke to Regulus.) You're sure of your decision?  It's never too late to change your mind.

Regulus: Yes.

Al: Reyna!  We forgot about leaving for that quest.

Reyna:  (She turned to Al with a smug look on her face.) Not "we", "you".  I don't forget.

Phillip: (There was an edge of annoyance to his voice.) You remembered and didn't tell us!?

Reyna:  (She looked away, smirking.) I was wondering when you'd remember.  I should've given you more credit; I expected to wait at least another three days.

Talya: So... where are we going?  San Diego Con?  Central Canadian Comic Con? Ohayocon?  Colossacon?  Aikon?  Leaky Con? The convention in—

Reyna: This isn't tourism!

Talya: Sorry...

Reyna: You're heading to Quebec.

Al: (He raised his hand as you would for a teacher in class.) Can I go see my girlfriend?  (Reyna opened her mouth to protest but Al continued before she could say anything.)  Please?  She lives in Quebec!

Reyna: ... Where in Quebec?

Al: Montreal.

Phillip: Seriously!  My sister could be dying right now and you're worried about seeing your girlfriend?  WE'VE GOT NO TIME FOR A DATE!!!

Al: Did I mention the fact that she could be a demigod?  (Reyna raised an eyebrow.) What?!  For the longest time now, I've had the suspicion that she isn't normal.

Talya: (She whispered into his ear.) I wouldn't tell her that if I were you.

Al: (He blushed in embarrassment.) No!  That's not what I meant, I mean, she's a really special girl!  It's not often you find a girl that's got both brains and beauty.

Talya:  (She felt somewhat insulted.) What about me?

Al: (He made fake vomiting gestures; Talya kicked him in the shin.) OW!

Talya: (She folded her arms and smirked.) Serves you right!  Picking a fight with a Canadian girl is a BIG mistake; don't you know that Canadian girls are the toughest girls on Earth?

Al: You're Canadian too?  Where you from?

Talya:  From British Columbia, it's really—

Phillip: (He reverted the attention to Reyna.) Where are we going in Quebec, did you say?  Better question, why are we going to Quebec?

Reyna: I think you should head to Chateau Frontenac.  Above it, in the clouds, lives Aquilon, god of the North Wind.  (She turned her attention specifically to Phillip.) You said this "guy", Phyllis' kidnapper, flew?  Well, I think the god of wind may be able to help you.

Phillip: Great. (There was no emotion in his voice.) So... is Reg coming with us?

Reyna: (She said simply.) No.

Talya: Why not? (She inquired.)

Reyna: He... he has his reasons.

Al: (He was rather annoyed with her response.) That's not an answer.

Narrator: Reyna didn't respond, she merely walked away.  The three demigods left.

Al: So, how are we getting there anyways?

Talya: We're gonna steal a pirate ship. (She smiled.)

Al: Haha, very funny.  No really, how?

Talya: (She snapped her fingers and tossed a gold coin in the air.) I call forth the Chariot of Damnation.

Narrator: </i>A few moments later, a taxi that looks as if it were made from smoke appeared from the ground and the trio climbed into the taxi.  The drivers of the taxi were three old hags who shared between the three of them one eye and one tooth (Talya commented on how awful that'd be on Halloween with all the candy to eat).  They revealed themselves to be the Gray Sisters; Deino (Anger), Perso (Tempest) and Pempherdo (Wasp).  The driver spoke.</i>

Anger: (She turned to her sister in the passenger seat.) Wasp, I need the eye.

Wasp: What for?

Anger: Duh, I need to see to drive!

Al: (He whispered to Talya as the sisters argued.) Is this seriously how we're getting to Quebec?

Talya: Got any better ideas, genius?

Al: Hmph.

Narrator: Al pulled his cell phone it of his backpack as Talya put in her headphones to listen to music and Phillip told the Gray Sisters where they needed to go.

Anger: Well... we don't usually drive outside of New York, but a nice tip might change our minds.

Talya: (She must've heard them through her headphones.) Come on?  You came here, didn't you, and we're in freaking San Francisco!

Phillip: I'll pay the tip.  Just get us to Quebec.  (He sounded much more serious and awake than before, almost as though he was on a personal mission.)

Al: I'm going to text Larisa and tell her  we're on our way...
  Al: hi luv. its been a while. im coming to visit u
  Larisa: ... You don't text me in WEEKS and now you decide to send me a cruddy, misspelled
    text with a dozen typos while I'm NOT HOME!? >:(
  Al: .... where r u
  Larisa: I can't say. :(
  Al: then how i find u
  Larisa: ... I love you. <3 Sorry, bye! ;)


Al:  Grrrrrrr.... (He was ready to smash his phone.) Why can't she tell me where she is!?

Talya: Say what?

Al: She's not in Quebec and she won't tell me where she is!

Talya: Give me that! (She took Al's phone, pressed a few buttons, then handed it back to Al.) She's just outside of Long Island New York.

Al: How'd you do that?

Talya: Because, I'm cool like that. (She grinned.)

Al: No seriously, how?

Talya:  Computer programming, GPS, classes, and stuff…Look, do you want to find your girlfriend or not?  She's pretty much on the way there.

Al: Okay, never mind. (His mind was a bit jumbled in confusion.) Why would Larisa be in New York?  How did she get there in the first place?

Narrator: Before Al could think anymore, his phone rang.

Al: Oh, it's probably Larisa, one sec... (He told Talya and Phillip, then answered his phone.) Hi love, how's my girl? (He expected much yelling, but was even more surprised by the response he received.)

Male voice on the phone: Um, you mean brotherly love?

Al: Oh, sorry Jeff!  I was expecting Larisa to call. (He flushed with embarrassment as Talya nodded along to her music and Phillip muttered to himself something about prophecies...or maybe it was ponies...) Hey, how are you bro? (He listened to his friend's response, saying "yeah" and "uh-huh" every now and then.) Okay, we'll be right there!  (He closed his phone.) Hey Gray Sisters, can you turn this taxi around?

Phillip: (irritated) What for?

Al: My friend need me.  He's not too far away.

Talya: Where is he?

Al: Him and his family are on vacation, touring... (Phillip and Talya nodded) ...at Alcatraz.
Demigod Secret - Chapter IX
Okay, here's chapter nine! I hope to have ten posted by Tuesday, but no promises. By the way, let me know if any of Rick Riordan's characters seem Ooc or if anything doesn't line up with the storyline there; I DID try to keep it as in line as possible!

EDITED MARCH 25TH 2015

Also guys, feel free to check out my group :icondemigodsecret: for an easier way to follow along! :) 


[Al, Talya, Phillip, Regulus, Flora (c) me
Reyna, Octavian (c) Rick Riordan]

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  • Watching: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
  • Eating: Mini mints
  • Drinking: Calming mint tea
So...my bff JordiPie55 :iconjordipie55: has recently inspired me to do a little tidying up in my gallery--woot, shaved off about a hundred deviations!!  Wow, it was rather interesting to take that trip down memory lane...

It was kind of sad because I did end up deleting quite a few old, unloved deviations (mainly the ones that hardly got looked at and where minimal effort went into their creation.)  Then, for the ones I really felt didn't deserve to be deleted or the ones I just absolutely couldn't delete, I moved those to the "my scrapbook" section of my deviantart gallery.  Some things you just can't let go of, ya know?

And then I did a bit of reorganizing--any random drawings, literature and photography that didn't really have a home or were not numerous enough to make a new folder worthwhile ended up in the "Other Folder".  My Sketches folder, Heroes of Olympus folder, and Demigod Secret Random Stuff folder were mostly kept intact.  The "Demigod Secret" folder was the only one which I left completely intact and untouched.

Ya know, I really do miss the old days back in 2012 when I could just upload drawings and stories on a weekly basis, back when my friends all used deviantart, back when I made new friends with other deviants...I miss those days and, while I'm not going to go back to that entirely, I'd like to get back into the habbit of uploading my artwork, drawing fanart, and making friends with other deviants.

So yeah.  Here's to a cleaner house and a fresher canvas to work on.
  • Watching: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
  • Eating: Mini mints
  • Drinking: Calming mint tea
So...my bff JordiPie55 :iconjordipie55: has recently inspired me to do a little tidying up in my gallery--woot, shaved off about a hundred deviations!!  Wow, it was rather interesting to take that trip down memory lane...

It was kind of sad because I did end up deleting quite a few old, unloved deviations (mainly the ones that hardly got looked at and where minimal effort went into their creation.)  Then, for the ones I really felt didn't deserve to be deleted or the ones I just absolutely couldn't delete, I moved those to the "my scrapbook" section of my deviantart gallery.  Some things you just can't let go of, ya know?

And then I did a bit of reorganizing--any random drawings, literature and photography that didn't really have a home or were not numerous enough to make a new folder worthwhile ended up in the "Other Folder".  My Sketches folder, Heroes of Olympus folder, and Demigod Secret Random Stuff folder were mostly kept intact.  The "Demigod Secret" folder was the only one which I left completely intact and untouched.

Ya know, I really do miss the old days back in 2012 when I could just upload drawings and stories on a weekly basis, back when my friends all used deviantart, back when I made new friends with other deviants...I miss those days and, while I'm not going to go back to that entirely, I'd like to get back into the habbit of uploading my artwork, drawing fanart, and making friends with other deviants.

So yeah.  Here's to a cleaner house and a fresher canvas to work on.

Journal History

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Artemis015
Becky
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
Canada
Hi, I am Artemis015, a young aspiring writer and hobby manga artist from Earth. I'm also a bit of a cosplayer/fangirl who loves anime, manga, cartoons, comics, and pretty much anything fictional! Some of my favourite shows are Adventure Time, Dr. Who, Young Justice, MLP:FiM, Bleach, Soul Eater, EVERYTHING DISNEY, and just recently Once Upon a Time. Also, I like video games and looking up random things on the internet! (And climbing trees...if that counts as a hobby)

Aspiring Writer
Manga Artist-hobbyist
10th Doctor's Companion
Daughter of Athena
District 8 tribute
Egyptian Magician
Ravenclaw student/prefect
Blood Elf Hunter
Waterbender of the Southern Tribe
Soul Reaper of Squad 5
Haos Bakugan Brawler
Green Arrow Prodigé
Weapon (Crossbow) at DWMA
LoZ Skyward Sword player
Totally a Disney Princess =P
Full-Time Fangirl

...I think that's about everything.
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redband Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2015
You're atmost welcome !
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shutter-light Featured By Owner Oct 19, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
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For joining we will have a blast :)
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Ichigo123716 Featured By Owner May 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Happy birthday! Happy Birthday Godliek :D 1st Emoticon: Happy Birthday Lily Wishing a Happy Birthday Happy Birthday Happy B-Day Caeser1993 MenInASuitcase KimRaiFan's Bday Cake Happy Birthday Xak Happy Birthday Melmo 
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Artemis015 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so much! :D
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Ichigo123716 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
:D (Big Grin) 
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taytaym2 Featured By Owner May 15, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
happy birthday becky!
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Artemis015 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks Taytay!
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taytaym2 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
no prob :)
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Artemis015 Featured By Owner May 18, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh hey, about coming to your birthday on June 7th, what time did you say it stars at?  I'm busy until roughly 4:30-5:00pm that day but I could probably make it over shortly after 5:15.  Would that be alright?  Also, what would you like for your birthday?
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kuabci Featured By Owner Apr 8, 2014  Professional Filmographer
Thanks ever so for the Favourite.
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