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Rick Riordan
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: June 5
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Military City
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Richard Russell Riordan
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Richard Russell Riordan Jr
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Part of their problem was Percy. He fought like a demon, whirling through the defender's ranks in a completely unorthodox style, rolling under their feet, slashing with his sword instead of stabbing like a Roman would, whacking campers with the flat of his blade, and generally causing mass panic.
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Remake the world, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world.
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I could hear hopefulness in her voice, but also doubt. She was waiting for me to admit the obvious: I’d forgotten. I was toast. I was boyfriend roadkill.
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True, you're the weakest of us all, but you're still one of the five, and there is power in collecting the complete set. He paused, then grinned. The complete Set! That's funny! Now let's consume your energy and entomb your soul, shall we?
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Ella, just stay here. Stay safe. Safe, Ella repeated. Ella likes being safe. Safety in numbers. Safety deposit boxes. Ella will go with Tyson. What? Percy said. Oh... fine, whatever. Just don't get hurt. And Mrs. O'Leary— ROOOF. How do you feel about pulling a chariot?
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Alabaster, you told me earlier that heroes don't die. You may be right, but I can tell you one thing. Claymore looked the boy in the eyes. I'm not a hero.
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Die human, DIE!! Die nasty polluting person!!!!' yelled Grover. I turned him so he faced me. He kept on clicking his plastic gun towards me as if I was part of the game.
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I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.
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Jason's fingers itched to draw his sword. He'd met plenty of scary demigods, but he was starting to realize that Nico di Angelo--as pale and gaunt as he looked--might be more than he could handle.
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Hello!” The girl in the blood-red dress beamed at Leo. “Are you Dionysus?” There was only one answer to that. “Yes!” Leo yelped. “Absolutely. I am Dionysus.
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Percy, lesser beings do many horrible things in the name of the gods. That does not mean we gods approve. The way our sons and daughters act in our names... well, it usually says more about THEM than it does about us.
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Dude! said a party pony as he unloaded his gear. Did you see that bear guy? He was all like: 'Whoa, I have an arrow in my mouth!
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I couldn't believe I'd come this far, lost Tyson, suffered through so much, only to fail - stopped by a big stupid monster in a baby-blue tuxedo kilt. Nobody was going to swat down my friends like that! I mean... nobody, not Nobody. Ah, you know what I mean.
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Annabeth looked at me. We have to get out of here. You think I want to be in the girls' restroom? I mean the ship, Percy! We have to get off the ship. Smells bad, Tyson agreed. And dogs eat all the eggs. Annabeth is right. We must leave the restroom and the ship.
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Who's the other kid in the photo?' he asked. 'The sandy-haired guy.' Annabeth's expression tightened. Touchy subject. 'That's Luke,' she said. 'He's dead now.
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My sister, with her ratty red-highlighted hair and her linen pajamas and her combat boots—how could she possibly worry about being possessed by a goddess? What goddess would want her, except the goddess of chewing gum?
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And if I was humming Happy Birthday and smiling stupidly as I fled for my life—well, that was nobody's business, was it?
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I still don't understand what a sea god would be doing in Atlanta. Leo snorted. What's a wine god doing in Kansas? Gods are weird.
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