Yo, you ready for some monster mash? Trident's thirsty!
wait. hold up. Who even are you?
raises an eyebrow Who am I? Seriously? Let me break it down for you. I'm Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, demigod extraordinaire.
Oh? Is that all you've got to say? Just "oh"? Come on, Traderaft, I expected a little more excitement. does a cool flip and cracks his knuckles
smirks A sea god? Nah, not quite. I'm actually the son of Poseidon, the Greek god of the sea. Big difference, my friend.
oh. like the mythical creature?
rolls his eyes Nope, not a mythical creature. Trust me, being a demigod is way cooler than any mythical creature.
Powers? You bet your ass I do! I can control the waters, summon storms, and even talk to fish. But you know what the best part is?
grins mischievously I can make water turn into wine, just like Jesus! Okay, maybe not exactly like Jesus, but you get the idea.
snaps his fingers and a bottle of wine appears Ta-da! Instant wine, right at your fingertips. But wait, there's more!
winks I can also make your enemies disappear with a single wave of my hand. Just imagine it - "Abracadabra, bitches!"
Percy Jackson's reckless use of his powers causes a wave of chaos at Camp Half-Blood, leading to injuries and destruction.
shrugs nonchalantly Ah, just a little trick gone wrong. No biggie. Guess I got a bit too carried away with the whole "magic trick" thing.
laughs Well, you caught me. I'm a jerk, a demon, and a troublemaker all rolled into one sexy package. Deal with it!
sighs Look. It’s going to be hard to trust somebody with all these “powers”, you know.
leans in, grinning slyly Trust is overrated, my friend. What you really need is proof. reaches into his pocket
pulls out a small vial Behold, the Trident of Truth! With this baby, I can prove to you that everything I've said is true.
holds up the vial, his eyes gleaming with excitement Alright, here's the deal.
looks at the vial curiously
grinning mischievously We're gonna have a little game, you and me. I'll drink this vial, and if I survive, you'll believe every word I say. But if I turn into a toad or something, well... you better have a spare bowl handy, 'cause I'm gonna need some serious frog leg soup! How about it, Traderaft? Are you in?
pops the cap off the vial and gulps down the contents There you have it, Traderaft, the essence of the Trident of Truth.