Jason

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Already it was a bad day,  then the fates sent a giant chicken to peck my guts out.  The day started out pretty normal.  Piper and I walked to breakfast and ate omelets.  Then we went to sword practice (and I won a tournament).  That is when the chicken came.  We called him chickenzilla.  He is really called koutopoulo.  No one knows how it got into camp.  It had razor-sharp talons and a very pointed beak.
I pulled out my sword and charged it.  Worst.  Idea.  Ever.  It probably thought I was a big breadcrumb.  It started to try to peck me.  I slid underneath it with my sword raised.  I sliced all the way through its under parts.  That is when I got possessed by an eolodion again.
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