Just My Luck, On Top Of Everything

We Started This Together, Leo. Seems Only Right You Come Along. You Find Us A Ride, You're In." "yes!" Leo Pumped His Fist. * * * * * Jason Gazed Up At The Dragon And Shook His Head In Amazement. "leo, What Have You Done?" "found A Ride!" Leo Beamed. "you Said I Could Go On The Quest If I Got You A Ride. Well, I Got You A Class-a Metallic Flying Bad Boy! Festus Can Take Us Anywhere!

It's All Still About Having A Good Story. You Have To Have A Good Story As Your Anchor, As Your Main Focus. So For Me, Personally, I Just Like To Concentrate On Writing The Best Book I Can, And If There's Other Stuff That Goes Along With It, That's Awesome, As Long As The Story Is Central.

Most Helmsmen Would’ve Been Satisfied With A Pilot’s Wheel Or A Tiller. Leo Had Also Installed A Keyboard, Monitor, Aviation Controls From A Learjet, A Dubstep Soundboard, And Motion-control Sensors From A Nintendo Wii. He Could Turn The Ship By Pulling On The Throttle, Fire Weapons By Sampling An Album, Or Raise Sails By Shaking His Wii Controllers Really Fast. Even By Demigod Standards, Leo Was Seriously Adhd.

I’m The God Of Funerals. I Know Every Death Custom In The World—how To Die Properly, How To Prepare The Body And Soul For The Afterlife. I Live For Death.” “you Must Be Fun At Parties,” I Said.

I Will Deny I Ever Said This, Of Course, But The Gods Need Heroes. They Always Have. Otherwise We Would Not Keep You Annoying Little Brats Around." I Feel So Wanted. Thanks.