"Here's how we'll do it"
"How?" Angel asked.
"Well, we'll try and make them feel bad about ruining the archive." Artemis explained. Angel still looked confused, so Artemis decided to elaborate. "We'll sent them reviews, or private messages, saying things like 'I can't believe that you wan to ruin the Percy Jackson and the Olympians archive. There are people out there that wasn't to read decent stories, and you're stopping them. That's just mean.' Things like that, in either a review or a private message."
"Oh." Angel breathed. Artemis rolled her eyes. "I'm still confused. I thought we weren't meant to review trolls."
"This is an exception." Artemis said, moving back to her seat. "I'll give you an example, where's the laptop?"
"Um, I think you left it in the 'Mary-Sue' section of the forum." Angel whispered loudly.
"Oh. I'll be back!" Artemis said, leaving. "Mary-Sue room, Mary-Sue room. Where is it? Ah, yes, fourth room down." she muttered, walking down the long corridor. She opened the grey door with 'Mary-Sue' engraved in the nameplate. Sitting on the administration desk, barely visible in the darkened room, was the laptop. Artemis grabbed it, and hurried out.
Artemis burst into the Troll room, and the room silenced. "Guys, this is like year one. I could hear you from down the hall! There are other people in here, trying to have serious discussions."
"I thought that you were the creator of the forum," Star said. "Doesn't that mean that you have to be in there with them?"
"If I give them permission, they can be in here." Artemis replied. "Now, be quiet."
"Okay." Angel hissed. Artemis glared at her.
"Anyway, here is what I mean." she said, opening the laptop. "Is there a projector in here? I thought I got projectors installed in all the rooms last Summer." she frowned, before getting up to look around. CotO coughed, and pointed at the now-obvious projector. It was hanging from the roof, in front of the whiteboard.
"It's right there." CotO said.
"Oops." Artemis muttered, walking over to it, and plugging the laptop in. She then sat down, and placed the laptop in front of her.
"Turning it on might help." Kayli suggested.
"Oh. Angel, you do that." Artemis said. Angel complained, but did it anyway.
"Why do I have to do it?" she whined.
"Because I've known you for years. Now shut up and do it." Artemis snapped, not looking up from the laptop. The projector turned on, and the browser was opened to 'iwillmarrypercyjackson's' failed trolling attempt.
"Wow. That's a lot of reviews." Grace commented.
"Yep. And we are going to add to it." Artemis said.
"What?" Angel shrieked. "That's stupid! Do you really think that this troll actually reads her reviews?"
"Well, I hadn't thought of that." Artemis frowned. "I've already lost my temper at her, so it's not a good idea for me to private message her. Anyone volunteer?"
"I'll do it." CotO offered.
"Okay, then. Angel, turn the projector off while CotO logs in." Artemis ordered, passing the laptop to CotO. Angel rolled her eyes, but switched the projector off. Artemis began tapping her fingers on the table, in a steady rhythm.
"Can you stop that?" Angel asked after several minutes. It's really annoying."
"I'm just excited." Artemis explained.
CotO handed the laptop back. "Done." he said
"Cool. Now, I need to find the troll again. Here! Now, what do we want to say?" Artemis asked. Everyone started shouting suggestions, until Artemis stood up, raised both eyebrows and put her hands on her hips.
"Well, that worked. Now, since you have so many wonderful suggestions, we will do a line each starting with, Grace." Artemis said. Grace nodded, and thought a minute.
"I can't believe you're doing this. It makes me sick." she said.
"What? What makes you sick?" Angel asked. Artemis whacked her on the back of the head. "Ow!"
"That's what she wants to put in the private message." Artemis sighed. "Anyway, that's a good line. Everyone agree?"
People nodded. Angel was still scowling, but nodded.
"Good." Artemis said, typing. "Oh, oops. We have to turn the projector on. Angel-" seeing Angel's face, Artemis decided against telling her to do it, and instead got up herself. She turned the projector on, and sat down again. The screen flickered to life, revealing the first line of the private message.
"I-I have a line." Star said. Artemis nodded at her. Star continued, "I came to this archive to satisfy my craving for Percy Jackson stories. What do I find? This pitiful excuse of a troll."
"Very good!" Artemis exclaimed. "Kayli, your go."
"There are people out there that want to read good stories. Instead, they find this, ruining their experience. No one really enjoys coming here anymore." she said.
"You are helping to destroy this already rotting archive, assisting in it's demise. I can't believe that anyone could even think of doing that, yet here you are, right before my eyes. Disgusting." CotO spat, scowling.
"I used to love coming here, to read, to get inspiration. But how can I, with troll like you polluting the archive. I don't know why I even bother looking for anything decent to read anymore. I should just leave." Angel said.
"Wonderful!" Artemis squealed.
"Um, aren't you going to add a line?" CotO asked.
"Oh. I probably should," she said, frowning thoughtfully, "I've got it! A closing sentence: I suppose I should be angry, but right now I'm just disappointed and sad. This used to be my favorite place on the whole of FanFiction, now I can't come here without worrying about something. I just wish that you'd stop trolling. Please, for the sake of everyone on the archive, stop trolling."
"Yay! It's done!" Star exclaimed. Artemis nodded, and typed it all up.
I can't believe you're doing this. It makes me sick. I came to this archive to satisfy my craving for Percy Jackson stories. What do I find? This pitiful excuse of a troll. There are people out there that want to read good stories. Instead, they find this, ruining their experience. No one really enjoys coming here anymore.
You are helping to destroy this already rotting archive, assisting in it's demise. I can't believe that anyone could even think of doing that, yet here you are, right before my eyes. Disgusting. I used to love coming here, to read, to get inspiration. But how can I, with troll like you polluting the archive? I don't know why I even bother looking for anything decent to read anymore. I should just leave.
I suppose I should be angry, but right now I'm just disappointed and sad. This used to be my favorite place on the whole of FanFiction, now I can't come here without worrying about something. I just wish that you'd stop trolling. Please, for the sake of everyone on the archive, stop trolling.
Child of the Ocean
"Yay! It looks great!" Angel shrieked, jumping up and down. Artemis hit the 'send' button, and logged out of CotO's account.
"Thanks, CotO." she said, shutting the laptop. "Does everyone understand now?"
"Yeah, I get it." Angel said.
"So, you can use that one, or come up with your own. It's up to you, really. But I suggest that you use private messaging. Angel has a good point. I'll private message all of you later in the week to either check up on all of you, and see how you're going, or call another meeting. Does anyone want to say anything before we leave?" Artemis asked.
"I do." Star said. "Do you really think that we can get rid of all the trolls?"
"Well, I'd like to think so, but that seems unrealistic. But we could probably get rid of quite a few, and make an example of them. Then maybe more trolls will follow suit. Oh, and CotO, can you let me know if that troll responds?"
"Sure." he said, nodding.
"Is everyone clear on what has to be done? Does anyone want to say something? No? Okay then. See you all soon. Please exit via the main doors. I do not want to have to pay the fire brigade because someone left through an emergency fire escape. Again." Artemis sighed.
Everyone rose, and headed for the door.
"Thanks for coming!" Artemis called after them. She turned around to pack up the laptop, but instead found Angel standing in front of her. Angel's arms were folded, and she didn't look happy.
"We need to talk. About the way you've been treating me." Angel snapped. Artemis' eyes widened in surprise.
"But, why?" Artemis asked.
"Because I don't like the way you've been treating me." Angel repeated. "Hurry up and pack up. I'll meet you in the foyer in five minutes."
"But-" Artemis began. Angel had already left. Artemis shook her head, and started packing up.
Thanks to my awesome beta, GraceOfTheFlower, who features in this story. Please review!