Olympian Gods, Truth Or Dare?

Roleplaying

Aphrodite shrugged at Athena's remark. "I was just joking!"

The other goddess sighed and shrugged. Aphrodite then made her usual cheery face despite her look and said, "Okay! I'll play nerdy Katy Perry. Poseidon, truth or dare?"

Hephaestus felt uneasy, for some reason. If Aphrodite was Katy Perry, who is Poseidon going to be? That artist's lover?

Apparently, that's what Poseidon thought, too. So he chose dare. Never miss a chance with a pretty woman.

"I dare you to take the form of Percy Jackson and act like him!"

Poseidon was astonished for a moment, but then he started to grin. He never expected it, but the dare was something he wanted to do. He snapped his fingers and in an instant, he became a 16-turning-17 year old boy with black hair and sea-green eyes. He was now his son, Perseus Jackson.

He winked at Athena, who twitched and then grimaced at him. Aphrodite seemed to enjoy the sight. She then changed back to her original form, as she was starting to get itchy all over her skin with those clothes.

"I'm in love with your daughter," Poseidon jeered.

"Get back to your own form," Athena hissed.

"But you're supposed to say, 'stay away from Annabeth' or something." Poseidon mimicked Athena's voice as he referred to her supposed-to-be answer.

"You make me sick!"

"You know," Poseidon smirked evilly, "Annabeth and I are gonna get married and have lots and lots of babies!"

Athena took a pillow from her throne, shouted a battle cry, and rammed the pillow in Poseidon's face. The god made a cry of pain as his head hit a hard part of his throne, then turned back to his original form.

"You really took it too personally," he said, massaging the painful part of his head.

"You intended it." Athena was already on her throne, with a much empowered look.

"Fine. Hades, truth or dare?"

"What?" Hades reacted. "Just like that?"

"Yeah."

"Truth."

"You suck."

"I know."

"Your turn."

The other gods looked at each other. Just like that? They thought.

"Uhh..." Hades made an annoying vocalized pause as his head swayed from left to right in searching for a victim. He then concluded to point at Hestia, who was still in her nine year old form. It's ironic that his eldest sibling currently looked like a child. But it was the inevitable for her, being the hearth goddess and all. Warmth, security, and perhaps innocence.

"Truth or dare?" He asked her.

"Dare." She answered with an expression that showed conviction. Hades was somehow astonished in this manner. But then he thought of a dare with the theme they seemingly have at the moment.

Roleplaying.

"I dare you to pretend you're Aphrodite, and confiscate one of her daughter's makeup set from her."

Aphrodite looked taken aback for a moment, but then turned relaxed, probably contemplating the mantra, "A dare is a dare."

Hestia stood up and said, "Alright." She changed her form into a simple, but beautiful housewife from the forties. Aphrodite raised a brow. Not bad, she thought.

The goddess disappeared into thin air. The fireplace of the throne gleamed louder with the blazing fire intensifying.

"I have to say this game is cooler than I thought," Hephaestus thought, his eyes gazing at the flames. It then wiped out the view of camp half blood, displaying a single person, a daughter of Aphrodite, dousing her lips in red lip stain.

It was the view of Drew Tanaka.