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Author's Note: The more realistic your OC is the more likely I will choose them. i.e. No Mary Sue's or children of impossible parentage. By entering them in this you are allowing them to die unless you specifically state otherwise. But thank you for entering! I will pick about five, but this number is adjustable. The story they are for is already started so you can check that out.
And because I do not wish to break Fanfiction's rules, there is a brief one-shot below.
Peace Out,
Orangeowl13
Annabeth's POV
Falling, falling. Down the rabbit hole I go.
My hair whips past me and I cannot help but think it looks like ichor, the blood of the gods.
I can barely see Percy beside me; the only reason I know he is there is because of his hand, which is still tightly latched onto my arm.
In fact it's too tight. I can see my arm swelling up like a balloon, the blues and blacks mixing together to form a darkly beautiful work of art.
Stop it Annabeth! You can't go insane before we even reach the bottom; pull it together!
You will live, you will make it back to the Argo and your friends, you will.
Breathe in and breathe out. Deep breath's, you will survive. You will.
And that's that! If you couldn't tell that one-shot took place while falling into Tartarus. Annabeth was panicking and she thought she was going insane, but it's canon so we know she didn't. Anywho,
Peace Out (Again),
Orangeowl13 (Again)