Title: Fanfiction Choice Awards ; FCAs for short.
Summary: Imagine the Oscar but bigger and fanfiction style. Fanfiction gives us various emotions, often having us squeal from the fluff or bawl from the angst. This is to honour the best of the best, supporting our most dearest fan fictions. We all have our favourite stories, which we obviously think they are the best. Well why not prove it? The choice is now put into your hands. Choose wisely.
Disclaimer: Percy Jackson does not belong to neither of us, and if it does, all our favourite ships would most likely be there. All fanfictions mentioned here goes to its respective owners since they are wonderful creatures for making amazing fanfictions that made all of our lives complete.
Warning: Sorry for the mistakes, really. I'm not the best editor...Oh, and knowing me, cussing will be evident; I'll try to keep in on the down low.
Author's Note: RAZEL: Hey! So this is the actual awards show, so yeah! Anyway, I hope no hard feelings would occur whatsoever. I hope no one would be bitter for not being nominated, since seriously, it's not a big deal, and if the people you nominated here aren't included, chances are, the spots were already full and nominations were closed. To add, Johanna and I read through ALL of the fanfics, seeing if it really deserved the title (excuse if that sounds rude) and such, but seriously, everyone is an amazing writer, I really do hope no one would be pissed at us for making this. I'm sure Johanna would make her addition to this author's note...in the next chapter, 'cause she'll write that one, got that Johanna?
Read the rules first, yeah?
Fanfiction Choice Awards
Chapter One- Best Percabeth Stories Nominees
RULES:
Voting does not start until we publish the chapter. At the end of the chapter states the next category and the nominees. Updates are on Mondays. Voting time lasts for two weeks (maybe one week if we feel guilty)and closes on a Friday or Thursday. Next Chapter will be updated on a Monday stating the winner. The cycle repeats. No votes shall be counted if it exceeds the due date.
1.) You can vote for two nominees per category but cannot vote twice for the same nominee.
2.) Nominees cannot vote for themselves.
3.) No votes are counted after the due date.
4.) No complains to whoever won. They won fair and square.
5.) If a tie break occurs, the nominees both shall be put into voting again.
6.) Vote in reviews, but if you feel more comfortable keeping it under secrecy, feel free to PM us...but please, no tricks.
"So, we got all our nominations piled up in one gigantic book..." Thalia spoke, her hands gripping tightly on the microphone as she gestured to a book.
"We would like to thank every individual who participated in this event. Seriously, we couldn't do it without all of you." Annabeth gushed, which automatically caused the crowd to erupt in cheers the instant they heard themselves being mentioned.
The blonde smiled a charming smile as she politely stepped back for her other co-hosts to step up and take the mic.
"So, hi, I'm Percy Jackson..." Percy took the mic as he shuffled his feet and made a weak attempt to uproar the crowd.
Nico rolled his eyes from the distant as he ambled towards the rest of his peers. "Well, no shit," Nico grabbed the mic from Percy as he began to speak.
He squinted his eyes towards this one black screen with words fleeting across as he spoke. "Uhm..We-welcome. I am..Nico di-di Angelo. O-On behalf of Ra-Razel and Jo-Johannee, we fo-four...Oh my gods, who wrote this?" Nico snarled as he glared at the screen which told him what to say since he didn't have the decency to memorize his own lines.
Thalia snickered from the distance, a smirk fitting nicely on her lips. She walked slowly towards Nico, hoping not to trip on her flowing cerulean dress. "Nico...Nico..my oh my, someone needs glasses."
Nico growled at Thalia, shuddering at the thought of having frames permanently planted on his eyes. "Shut up, Thalia. At least I'm not afraid of heights, you know...the irony."
Before Thalia had the chance to pounce at Nico's taunting, Annabeth stepped in, coughing as she spoke. "Okay, so the first category is...the Best Percabeth Stories- Oh Gods, well, this is so not awkward... " Annabeth's tone changed drastically when hitting the last words she has spoken. Her cheeks bursted into flames, putting tomatoes to shame as she coughed to get the attention off of her.
Thalia chuckled, amused and pleased at her best friend's reaction. "Since Annie's too...disturbed to continue on, I shall do it for her."
The crowd laughed, but only for the sake of something to do. Nonetheless, they are waiting quite impatiently for the nominees. You can feel the eagerness radiating from the crowd as they simultaneously drummed their fingers on their chins with their tapping foot to complete the perfect model of an impatient child waiting for dinner.
Thalia cleared her throat as she read from a scroll, quite fancy to add. "Percabeth is our beloved ship that we worship and adore. It-ah, this is weird, anyway- it gave us many outbreaks of emotions; tears, laughs, squeals, the works. Today, we honour the writers who made this possible, who delivered all those emotions wonderfully.
"These writers, they are magnificent writers who deserve all this. These nominees, they all inspire us with their work. They amaze us, they allow us to lose ourselves in their words. They are the best of the best, these are the nominees for the Best Percabeth Stories."
The moment Thalia's wonderful words ended, the lights went down and the only source of light was radiating from this vast screen stretching from one end of the wall to the other and reaching the height of the roof to the floor.
"The nominees for BEST PERCABETH STORIES are..." An ominous yet dramatic voice spoke through the speakers, causing everyone's attention to divert from earlier activities and instead attract the eyes of the audience.
"A Troubled Boy With Green Eyes by HunterofArtemis32" As the voice spoke, pictures rolled on the screen as captions ran across it.
Automatically, a different voice spoke, differing from the previous one with a much lighter and feminine tone.
" "Thank you for defending me today. I thought it was very nice." I told him.
He nodded.
"I guess from now on you're my knight and shining armor." I smiled.
"Annabeth," Seaweed Brain whispered into my ear.
I felt myself smile and sat up, looking down at him.
"Annabeth..." he gulped. "My name is Percy."
"Hi, Percy." I said, finally knowing his real name. "My knight and shining armor."
He nodded. "Annabeth, my princess."
I smiled and bit my lip, nodding. Percy and Annabeth.
The knight and princess of the Chase house. "
A very pleased author was sitting in the front row seat, watching the words of her story being read and, embracing the blissful moment she was currently in the state of.
The screen later to switched to a different as did the voice, changing to the previous one.
"You've Got Mail by HAWTGeek" After the first voice spoke, once again, the story's cover ran across the screen.
"AnnabethChase: How is he?
I hugged my knees and waited for a response.
Perseus Jackson.
How long had it been since I had last heard from Percy?
Six years.
How long had it been since I had last talked about him?
Five years and 364 days.
But who's counting?
It had become an instant unwritten rule to never bring Percy up to me.
No one did. Not Rachel. Not Grover. Not Juniper. Not Piper. No one.
I only allowed Chiron to bring him up and only little bits. Like saying his name in a sentence without even realizing it. But I loved Chiron too much to reprimand him.
This was the first time since the sudden break-up that I had consented someone bringing him up."
Sitting beside the author of A Troubled Boy With Green eyes sat the author of this magnificent story. There, the lovely author who sits at 5'8 with her coffee stained wavy hair placed neatly on her face, smiled radiantly with her silver braces shining from the screen light. She sits proudly, her fingers fiddling with the obsidian cloth-dress in nervousness, yet pride shining through her kaleidoscopic eyes.
After this nomination, another one trailed not too far behind. "Youtube, Metube, Percytube by Fluffy Bunnies Are So Cute"
" Anyways, although "Teen Hottie Celeb," Percy Jackson has an amazing voice, every girl is in love with, including myself, I felt bad for him and Rachel Elizabeth Dare. They actually made a good couple. I heard all the rumors going around- Percy got Rachel pregnant, and then left, or he was cheating on her- but none of them sounded... correct. True, I hardly know this guy personally, but I do know he isn't mean. For Athena's wisdom, he donates more than half of what he makes (which is a lot) to the MISUNDERSTOOD (an ADHD charity), the Dyslexia Action Charity, and many more! He is not one to screw someone and ditch them, nor cheat on them. He could be an Olympian god of... water and kindness of something, not to mention his stunning looks.
Yes, I, Annabeth Athena Chase, have an absolute ridiculous crush on The Percy Jackson. Not for his looks, although it is a benefit any girl would like to have for her boyfriend, but for his personality and voice. If only...
...Grenade by Percy, is my favorite song by him. So naturally, I sing along, pouring my heart and soul into it, as I sat on my bed, facing the window to the busy NYC.
I didn't notice a girl, clad in black, with lightning blue eyes, standing at my door, video-recording my singing. Not yet, at least. Nor did I know, that girl was my best friend, and brother, Luke's girlfriend, Thalia Grace, and that she would post it on youtube."
The author, Fluffy, was sitting on a velvet red seat, smiling brightly -not to mention proudly-at the screen. There she was, an amazing writer, dressed in a normal and nonchalant outfit with her midnight blue skinny jeans and a light blue tank top. You can clearly see the pleasure in her gratifying eyes. Her smile was radiating brightly across the room, which is no downer, a source of light. She fixed her straight black hair and adjusted the white bow perched on her head.
The dark and theatrical voice spoke again, signaling for the next nomination. "Bigger Than this by PiperElizabethMclean"
"Hello," he said, turning around in his seat. "I'm Percy."
I noticed he had sea-green eyes and straight, white teeth. He wore a green shirt that looked like it was supposed to stretch across his chest and khaki shorts.
"Is that Underarmour?" I asked, my eyes flitting to his shirt.
"What?" he said. He most likely couldn't see my eyes, so he couldn't know what I was talking about. I removed the Ray Bans, cocking my head to the right.
"Underarmour; is that the brand of your shirt?" I asked as Max let out a soft meow.
"Oh," He said, looking down. "Yeah,"
"I thought so…" I said. Luke wore the same shirts to rehearsals.
"Yeah…" He trailed off awkwardly. "You could've sat in the front."
"No, thanks…" I said, noticing the pair of muddy boots in the passenger's seat.
"Oh, I could've moved those," He said, watching my eyes flicker to the boots. "Sorry…"
Max meowed again.
"She's probably hungry or something," I explained as he watched the cat. "It would be better if we could get going…"
"Oh, yeah," he said, turning back around.
"By the way," I said after we started driving again. "I'm Annabeth… Annabeth Chase."
"I know who you are." He smirked. "Everybody knows who you are."
Satisfied, I leaned back in my seat and watched out the window as we passed trees, small farm houses with white fences around them, cows, catfish ponds, horses and multiple dogs and cats.
"That's my dad's catfish farm." Percy said abruptly. "Right… there."
He pointed to a small red house surrounded by loads of land and maybe twenty pools with catfish leaping from the waters.
"That's nice." I said, not really caring. I checked my phone again. I had a message from Luke. I deleted it without replying as Percy pulled into a long gravel road.
"This is it?" I asked, not remembering the road being this dusty or long.
"Yeah," he said, looking at me through the mirror. "Haven't you been here before?"
"I don't remember this." I admitted, looking out the window more closely.
"Well, welcome home, Annabeth." "
Watching the screen intently was the author of this magnificent story, PiperElizabethMclean, who is looking upon the screen with pride and happiness. She fixed her hair and adjusted her falling locks behind her ear, the smile never leaving her face. Tonight, for the lovely occasion, she wore a simple yet beautiful white dress that hugs her chest and gently falls to her feet. The back has a slit, revealing her shoulder blades with halter straps to match. She kept with the humble look, and instead of designers wore payless heels which equally matches.
"Jackson's Chase by Agent Astro Zombie" The voice, once again, appeared and made an appearance, introducing the next award.
""Chill man! I'm breaking up with her afterschool, one week is too long for a girlfriend man. My next target is that new girl, Annabeth Chase" I nodded my head towards the pretty blondie sitting in a corner with a thick book in her hands.
"Nice seeing you breaking up with Rachel, but I doubt she's gonna accept you, she already rejected my brother, Jason, and he's the captain of the football team and a senior, Perce." Thalia countered, she probably feels sorry for the next girl to fall under my charm. "I don't think she would want to date the bad boy #1 player of the school, Mr. Percy Jackson." I smiled, Thalia rarely compliments my playboy status.
I stretched my arms out, and looked at them casually, "S'Okay, relax guys, she's just like any other girl." I calmly replied. "Watch" I told them as I walked over to the girl. "Hey, Annabeth, remember me?" I asked as I flashed her my smile.
She glanced up from her thick book with a confused face, "Do I know you?" she asked, barely taking a glimpse at my face.
I was puzzled, 'how can this girl not remember me, I'M PERCY JACKSON!' , I remained a calm and cool posture, " Well, I'm Percy Jackson, I was from your social studies class, you sit next to me remember?"
She thought about it and a frown came upon her face, "Yea I remember you now, you're that guy who sits behind me in Brunners, so what do you want then?" She asked and glared at me with those grey eyes. I took a nervous breath.
However, I was unwilling to back down from her intense stare, I stepped up and got a bit closer to her, "So, you still interested in that date then?" I grinned at her, trying not to be nervous from her glare.
"I already told you no." She replied angrily, and turned to walk away.
"Hey! Wait! I need to ask you something!" I called out as a plan formed in my mind. She turned around and I placed a kiss on her lips, she held it there for a couple second and I tasted her wonderful lips on mines, then she opened her eyes wide as she realized what she was doing and back away while I stood there smirking. Then without a second thought she kicked my leg and she walked away from me. I fumed with anger, I gave her a kiss and she returned it with a kick, and boy, does it hurts bad. I limped back to my table with my friends laughing at my face.
"Wow, the great Percy Jackson, has finally met his match. I don't think she'll be dating you anytime soon Perce" Nico said as he and Thalia cracked out laughing.
I glared at them and replied with a cocky smile," Don't worry guys, that's only the beginning, I'm gonna get her with me within 1 month, you guys just wait and see. After I break up with Rachel today, I'm going to show Annabeth Chase, that she cannot resist the great Percy Jackson" I smiled deviously to my friends.
"Okay Perce, I'll be waiting, if you can't get her with you within 1 month, you have to spend the rest of the high school year dateless, however if you do get her within a month me, Thalia and Grover will buy you the latest car model." Nico proposed.
"Such a good deal for me. It will cost you guys a fortune, but I'll accept." I grinned, 'I'm gonna own this, and hey I get a new girl and a car in the process, now I just have to go break up with Rachel Dare' I shook Nico's hand and the deal was made, just then the bell rang signaling the end of break. I grinned at my friends and headed towards my next class, drama."
On the right side of the front row seat sits a very proud Agent Astro Zombie-with a killer name. She had a smile permanently engraved on her lips. She fiddled with her good luck necklace; a silver strand , and a cameo wrist band on her left wrist. She shuffled her feet which was clothed in a slick pair of running shoes to which she claims would come in handy when fighting off a monster if a fight breaks out. She had a lovely light blue dress with a white jacket on top from the cold air conditioning circulating the room. She looked up the screen with pride, a hint of amusement twinkling naturally in her eyes as she watched the screen fade from a different screen.
"FAKE by Mayday Parade8123" The mysterious voice announced the last nominee for Best Percabeth Story.
The screen flicked and changed it's scene as the voice; a lighter shade, echoed in the room.
"Annabeth hadn't agreed to this.
Seriously.
Most people would kill to even fake-date the Percy Jackson.
But not her.
In fact, Annabeth had met him once, back when she was a fan of his, and not an up-and-coming star. When she'd met him, he was rude, cocky, and just a bit too selfish for her liking.
But, Annabeth guesses that doesn't really explain why she was sitting petulantly in her manager's office, glaring holes in the wall while she waited for him to arrive. It was all Stan, her oh-so-gracious manager's idea. Annabeth was so, so close to making it in Hollywood. She had all the necessary components, according to him.
"Baby, you've got it all! The looks, the teenage innocence, the hit single… All you need is that little push, maybe a little drama to get you in the tabloids!"
And she agreed because, well, what could go wrong with a little, tiny, itty-bitty smidgen of drama?
Except, it wasn't tiny at all.
Percy Jackson was a huge problem.
He was deemed as the 'sexiest guy alive,' and he was entirely too self-confident for his own good. Percy lacked the innocence Annabeth seemed to possess.
Emphasis on the seemed.
Annabeth's life isn't as easy or great as it appears, with a mother who's constantly missing, and a father who never cared. The only thing that got her through was singing and writing lyrics. It was an outlet of sorts. She'd started performing at the coffee shop she got minimum wage at, somehow developing a fan base and attracting the attention of important people.
In short, Annabeth got discovered.
And now, she was wishing she could take everything back—every song she had sung, everything that had ever happened to get her to where she was now. She'd tried to convince Stan that she could write another song, or start a random rumor, but he was determined. Apparently, Percy agreed whole-heartedly and with much enthusiasm. Well, for having such 'enthusiasm,' he sure was running late."
On the front row seat specifically made for the nominees of this category stood the well praised author of this lovely story. She has slight doubt twinkling evidently in her eyes, nonetheless, a smile shone on her face. Much like any other author nominated, even though some won't admit, they are proud to see their story develop into something spectacular. Despite how their stories have flaws, like any other story, and they despise it with all their might, there is this adoration in their body made specially for that one particular story. Most author's don't know or believe it, but they are wonderful people who made everyone's day brighter for writing a work that brought them numerous feelings and made something complete inside them; them being readers.
After the screen faded, a slight pause was made and everyone was embraced with comfortable silence. The melody of On Top Of The World by Imagine Dragons played, making it a cue for the four co-hosts to enter.
Percy clasped his hand together, flashing a smile at all the readers and writers that make up the community, otherwise known as . "And, that's it for this category; Best Percabeth Story!"
"The nominees, once again are...A Troubled Boy With Green eyes, You've Got Mail, Youtube Metube, Percy tube, Bigger Than This, Jackson's Chase, and FAKE!" Thalia's voice echoed across the venue, making it no need for a microphone.
"Voting will end on August 9 and the next chapter will be made upcoming Monday! You are welcome to vote for two nominees, but please, not for the same person, or it won't be counted. No votes shall be counted after the due date. Remember, vote before the due date and are permitted to vote twice but cannot vote twice for the same nominee!" Annabeth's voice softly flowed across the room, as she stated the rules. She tucked a golden curl behind her ear as a force of habit and stepped back.
"We wish you the best of luck. Voting has now commenced! Choose Wisely." Nico's voice jolted many people, some back to life as they have fallen asleep. Nico smirked at the many startles he received, and nonetheless, nodded at the audience in his way of a smile.
DONE. Voting has now began. I repeat, voting will end on August 9, 2013. Feel free to vote twice, but do not vote for the same nominee twice. Thank you for your participation and we wish the best of luck to our contestants:
A Troubled Boy With Green Eyes (HunterofArtemis32)
You've Got Mail (HAWTGeek)
Youtube, Metube, Percytube (Fluffy Bunnies Are So Cute)
Bigger Than This (PiperElizabethMclean)
Jackson's Chase (Agent Astro Zombie)
FAKE (Mayday Parade8123)
Thank you for reading.
REVIEW YOUR VOTES! ...or PM, whatever you please.
Choose Wisely.
~Razel & Johanna (which happens to sound like a fancy restaurant-apparently)