I've made a page and contacted my group members, but apparently none of them messaged back...
Basically there's a roleplay event going on where players on both this wiki and another wiki are coming together to roleplay a war/competition (the same really) between the Roman demigods and Greek demigods. It's based on the Percy Jackson and the Olympians and the Heroes of Olympus series by Rick Riordan and these events take place around 15 years after the books.
Three more people posted today, does that meet the requirements? :
You get instafamous but the hype dies down after one afternoon and you're quickly forgotten.
I wish for the rest of the people in the event to post!
Spurius Modius Corbulo, Son of Mithras, Roman Team
Spurius narrowed his eyes, watching the trees warily, shield and shortsword in hand. He cursed, knowing that his prey was somewhere in this forest. The twin Greek demigods had somehow eluded him and now, he would have to work in the shade, a situation unfavourable to people like him. Even the bright summer sun could not fully penetrate the thick canopy of leaves above, and without the power of the sun, he knew he would have a hard time even taking on the nimble twins one at a time. He propped his shield up against a tree stump, though keeping his gladius drawn. Touching a nearby tree, he rubbed his fingers on the coarse bark and smiled. He was fortunate; he had felt a stray twig snap immediately as soon as his fingers had carefully carresed it, indicating brittleness. The dry summer had taken its toll on the local vegetation, which was perhaps dry enough to compensate for his weakened state. If he could light the forest on fire, he could possibly start a fire and regain his energy from its light.
His hypothesis would be put to the test as the twin daughters of Bacchus, or rather, Dionysus, reappeared, one of them leaping from the trees towards him and the other running on foot towards him, sending snaring vines his way. He rolled out of the way of the vines, but into the path of the other's kopis (long knife), giving him a laceration from the shoulder and down to the small of his back. His vision blurred as his eyes watered in response to the pain and he instantly regretted trading the heavier, segmented armour used by all Roman legionaries for a leather cuirass modelled after those worn by the Greeks, which did nothing to blunt the knife. Panting, he struggled up to his feet, stumbling back as the two daughters of Dionysus advanced slowly towards him, the point of their blades pointing at him from over their shields, which were raised to face him. The wound hurt, but the pain was tolerable despite the severity of the laceration, one of the benefits of being a child of Mithras. Slowing his breath and closing his eyes, he focused his remaining energy, directing it to his hand before sending a beam of light towards a tree next to the twins.
Within a few seconds, the tree's lower portion were becoming consumed by a decent sized fire, the flames hungrily consuming the dry bark. Spurius grinned as he felt his energy grow with the fire, his body consuming energy from the photons of the flame. If he could manage to effectively use his enhanced endurance and prolong the fight, he could allow the fire to grow and perhaps even expose the area to sunlight, meaning that he would have a strong source of energy from which to draw from for this fight. As the fire leaped from tree to tree, he laughed confidently, feeling ready to take the twins on again.
You receive a plane ticket but alas, it is a fake. I wish for a good book to read.