Luna Moonshine's Diary

I am Luna Moonshine, the daughter of Artemis. My birth makes me speshul. Artemis should never have had a child. No one resents this, though, because of my perfectness. I am the ideal person.

I am loyal, loving, friendly, brave, gorgeous, smart, a wonderful fighter and any other good adjectives you can think of. No bad ones, obviously. I just happen to have no flaws.

My best friends are a daughter of Athena named Mary, and a daughter of Poseidon named Sue. They have come with me on many quests, all saving the world from a close call with disaster. I have saved their lives innumerable times, but they have never had to save mine, due to my astounding fighting skills. I'm just pure amazing. But not arrogant, of course. I am completely humble about my perfectness.

All of my quests have been against formidable foes. Kronos, Atlas, a hellhound pack, and an entire community of drakons are all things I have defeated with ease. I am just too good to be true.

My weapon is not a copy of Riptide; it's just called Riptide II. And it isn't a ballpoint pen, just a glitter sparkle pink gel pen that turns into a bow. So it's not a copy of Riptide at all.

When I uncap Riptide II, it turns into a beautiful, gleaming, lightweight, unbreakable bow. I can shoot it with 100% accuracy. Once the pen is uncapped, not only does it turn into this fantastic bow, a never ending quiver full of celestial bronze arrows.

I am not a girly girl or a tom boy. My favorite color is dark purple. I am that perfect area between tom boy and girly girl that everyone likes. I am totally popular and everybody treats me like the hero I am.

I have a love life, too, obviously. I'm so beautiful and lovely and exquisite and charismatic and charming that boys flock me. But I have love for only one. He is not emo and does not have problems. He's almost as faultless as me. Our eyes will meet and we will smile and probably kiss. It is a love story so cheesy that it will make Rick Riordan and all other amazing writers physically ill. My true love is, of course, Nico, son of Hades. As I sit here and think about him I sigh dramatically.

This is my life story, which happens to be so cliché that it will make even the most Sue-ish of Suethers vomit. I am Luna Moonshine, the speshul 'only one', though there are many other 'only ones' out there, written by the Suethers of every age.