![]() Author has written 3 stories for Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Welcome to my Profile Page! The place where you'll know something about me... I really can't say that I'm a professional in writing, and I love writing. We first start with nothing, and learn as we go. And this is a part of my journey to be a successful writer, someday. I don't know anything about writing fictions, but I just write stories. I accept my mistakes and suggestions from others, until I master it. And I must say that I am getting better by the day, because I believe that someone who didn't accept his mistakes in the past, has nothing today. All of the best authors in the world, came from small things. Name : Enrico or Son-of-Hermes11 Gender : Male Nationality : Filipino Country and City : Philippines, Davao City Birth Date : January 2 Hair Colour : Black Eye Colour : Brown Favorite Hobbies : Reading books, and FF; Writing stories and FF; Listening and singing songs; playing badminton; telling stories about Greek myths; etc. Current Favorite Author: Rick Riordan, of course! The one and only author who wrote my favorite series, "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" Current Favorite Song(s): You Can by David Archuleta; and Suddenly It's Magic by Erik Santos and Angeline Quinto Favorite Movies: Percy Jackson; Si Agimat, Si Enteng Kabisote, at si Ako (Filipino Movie); Enteng ng Ina Mo (Filipino Movie); High School Musical; Camp Rock; etc. Favorite Books: Percy Jackson and the Olympians series; Seven Wonders of the World Books; Greek Myths Story Books; and etc. Favorite PJO Couples: Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase (Percabeth); Jason Grace and Piper Mclean (Jasper); Travis Stoll and Katie Gardner (Tratie); Leo Valdez and Reyna (Leyna); and Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque (Frazel) Godly Parent: Hermes, god of thieves and travelers. Also the god who invented the Internet. I have the coolest dad in the world! (And by cool, I did not include the stealing part) I am known for writing stories about Percy Jackson and the Olympians only (you never know the future). I write stories about my favorite couples such as Jasper, Tratie, Percabeth, Leyna, Frazel, etc. I like Tratie the most, but I love Jasper the most. He he he! The reasons that I am a child of Hermes: -I have ADHD (like all demigods do) I like sarcastic moments -I am swift, and also resourceful -I am great at topics about business and Money The only thing different about me is that I don't prank, steal, and become the troublemaker. You want to make a double check to see who's my godly parent? Fine. ZEUS You like being in charge. 6/10 POSEIDON You feel at home in the water. 1/10 (What, it's true!) HADES You’re not that much of a people person. 3/10 DEMETER You own a garden. 1/10 ARES You often start fights. 0/10 (He he, no surprise there!) ATHENA You have an insatiable thirst for knowledge. 6/10 APOLLO You’re very creative and artistic. 1/10 (Why do I feel so dark inside?) HUNTER OF ARTEMIS You dislike boys in general. 0/10 (I'm really sure! I'm a boy too, btw!) HEPHAESTUS You have a way with tools. 1/10 (An engineer, yes!) APHRODITE Every guy/girl swoons for you. 1/10 HERMES You like pickpocketing your friends. 7/10 DIONYSUS You’re the life of the party. 0/10 (Never ever drink wine!) Hooray! *smirks* told you I'm Hermes' kid! If I'm not a son of Hermes, then I would qualify for a child of Athena (or Zeus). Wait what? I don't want to be a son of Zeus, Hera would be my curse forever! *thunder rumbling outside* Sorry, no offense! I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll." Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. "It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall." Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' "OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!" Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' "My mommy loves white roses." A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart. When Drowning… Mortals: LIFEGUARD! PJO fans: PERCY! When rain suddenly come… Mortals: Damn it! PJO fans: Grab a tissue Zeus! Exclaiming… Mortals: Oh My God! PJO fans: Di Immortales! When angry… Mortals: Shut up! PJO: Thalia: Shut up or my dad will zap you with lightning! Jason: Shut up or I'll electrocute you myself! Percy: Shut up or my dad will blast you into seawater! Tyson: Shut up or I'll just sit on you! *sits down* Sorry! Nico: Shut up or I’ll bring you to my dad NOW! Katie: Shut up or I'll make you eat cereal for the rest of your life! Annabeth: Shut up or my mom will send owls to torture you forever! Clarisse: Shut up, punk! My dad's sharpening his knife. Will Solace: Shut up or you can't speak anything except in rhyming words for a Month! Do you hear me, a MONTH! Piper Mclean: Shut up or I'll put permanent clown make-up on your face! Travis and Connor Stoll: Shut up or I'll steal everything you have! *smiled mischievously* Even your love life. Leo Valdez: Shut up or I'll burn your hair! *gasps* Your hair is on fire! Pass me a bucket of water! NORMAL PEOPLE: Will watch the weather forecast by their local weathermen NORMAL PEOPLE: say OMG! NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or i'll tell on you! NORMAL PEOPLE: think that PJO fans are stupid NORMAL PEOPLE: are being chased by bullies! NORMAL PEOPLE: get nervous/scared during thunderstorms NORMAL PEOPLE: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation NORMAL PEOPLE:don't have this on their profile THE PERCY JACKSON PLEDGE: I promise to remember Percy Whenever I'm at sea I promise to remember Annabeth Whenever a spider comes at me I promise to protect nature For Grover's sake of course I promise to remember Luke When my heart fills with remorse I promise to remember Chiron Whenever I see a sign that says ''Free Pony Ride'' I promise to remember Tyson Whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side I promise to remember Thalia Whenever a friend is scared of heights I promise to remember Clarisse Whenever I see someone that gives me a fright I promise to remember Bianca Whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother I promise to remember Nico Whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others I promise to remember Zoe Whenever I watch the stars I promise to remember Rachel Whenever a limo passes my car. I promise to remember The Stolls when my home is beginning to unsettle. I promise to remember Beckendorf whenever I see someone working metal. I promise to remember Silena whenever a friend takes one for the team I promise to remember Michael Yew whenever I see a smile that gleams. I promise to remember Briares whenever I see someone playing hand games. I promise to remember those lost in the Battle of the Labyrinth whenever I see a cloth in flames. I promise to remember those campers who fought against Kronos whenever I see someone go against the odds. Yes I promise to remember PJO Wherever I may go. A girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle Girl: Slow down, I'm scared! Guy: No, this is fun. Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared. Guy: Then tell me you love me. Girl: I love you, now slow down! Guy: Now give me a big hug. She gives him a big hug* Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me. In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love. This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and even if you don't. A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone Even when you can’t see him GOD is there! If you believe in GOD put this in your profile! If you can read this message, you are blessed because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all: I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool! But I am also the boy who knows and is proud to be who he is, doesn't care if people call him weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with nerdy things that only he would like, who can express himself better with writing than talking, reading than playing, and knows the importance of the little things in life that most overlook! Copy and paste if you can relate! If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven. I believe in angels, the kind that heaven sends. I'm surrounded by these angels, but I call them my best friends True Quotes for Writers E. L. Doctorow - "Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." - "Planning to write is not writing. Outlining, researching, talking to people about what you are doing, none of that is writing. Writing is writing." - "Writers are not just people who sit down and write. They hazard themselves. Every time you compose a book your composition of yourself is at stake." - "Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing and learn as you go." - "Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way." - "Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader - not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon." To watch the Music Video of "Suddenly It's Magic" by Erik Santos and Angeline Quinto, please go to this link at youtube: www.youtube.com/watch?v=HTBK-0vpfPY "All of the stories I made, is a combination of my imagination and inspiration." -Enrico (Also known as Son-of-Hermes11) This is just my own "quote". I just made it myself, which explains a lot. Thanks, bye! Thank you very much! To my viewers and supporters! And also to "Queen Alexandera's Birdwing", a great Beta-Reader. Thanks again to everyone! "Greek Mythology is a great part of my life" |