#neptune

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. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel-levesque #heroes-of-olympus #percy-jackson #son-of-neptune #style

You speak horse?" Hazel asked. "Speaking to horses is a Poseidon thing," Percy said. "Uh, I mean a Neptune thing." "Then you and Arion should get along fine," Hazel said. "He's a son of Neptune too." Percy turned pale. "Excuse me? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#rick-riordan #the-son-of-neptune #heroes

Back in my day, we died all the time, and we liked it! ↗

— Rick Riordan

#heroes-of-olympus #rick-riordan #the-son-of-neptune #heroes

I grew up believing my sister was from the planet Neptune and had been sent down to Earth to kill me. ↗

— Zooey Deschanel

#believing #down #down to earth #earth #grew

I'm more into beats than rhymes. I'm a huge fan of anything touched by the Neptunes. Dancing is kind of my thing. I go out with my friends as often as I can on the weekends, and I'm always drawn to girls with rhythm. ↗

— David Gallagher

#anything #beats #dancing #drawn #fan

I'm a huge fan of anything touched by the Neptunes. ↗

— David Gallagher

#fan #huge #huge fan #i #neptunes

Hazel squinted. "How far?" "Just over the river and through the woods." Percy raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? To Grandmother's house we go?" Frank cleared his throat. "Yeah, anyway. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel #heroes #jackson #neptune #olympians

You think it’s okay that we’re eating Rudolph?” “Dude,” Percy said, “I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I’m hungry. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#breakfast #food #frank #hunger #jackson

Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm’d The noontide sun, call’d forth the mutinous winds, And ‘twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove’s stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck’d up The pine and cedar: graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let ‘em forth By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure, and, when I have required Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I’ll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I’ll drown my book. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#ebbing-neptune #elves #hills #magic #prospero

Tyson, Frank is a descendant of Poseidon." "Brother!" Tyson crushed Frank in a hug. Percy stifled a laugh. "Actually he's more like a great-great-...Oh, never mind. Yeah, he's your brother." "Thanks." Frank mumbled through a mouthful of flannel. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #rick-riordan #son-of-neptune #tyson #heroes