I'm tired and sad and feeling nostalgic and there's something I need help with. I have been trying to figure this out for absolute ages but I've had no luck.

When I was maybe eight (so, around 1988) I was taken to a... A museum, I guess? An interactive indoor space with tons of displays, most of which appeared to be made of glossy painted paper mache. This would have been in either new jersey or Pennsylvania.

The thing that made it interesting was that the displays all did things - played sounds, spun around, opened and closed hatches, etc - and the way you made them do that was by finding hidden little holes and pressing a magnet ring into the holes to trigger the action. They gave you the ring when you went in. It looked something like this:

Cheap red plastic, little magnet nub. The only other specifics I remember was that one of the displays was a big suspended cocoon that you could sit inside of and it would spin you around.

But no such eye appeared.

I'd say that means the weird stuff's over, but... I'm still dreaming. And that's still gonna be weird until Stardust or Moonlight or, heck, maybe even Aurora Candy Cookie start dreaming, too!

The space cookie soon realized that she was not alone. There was another cookie in this dream. Something in their dough ached at the sight of them, all purple wings and silvery hair. As Milky Way drew closer, though, a chill spread through her dough.

The other cookie in the dream crouched down in front of star, and star realized why they had made her feel so uneasy when she got near them.

The cookie had no face.

Normally, they would laugh. Take control of the dream in some capacity -- perhaps draw a face onto the cookie for them. But that unease prevented the conductor from taking action.

And then, it spoke.

So, little starlight. It seems you have lost your way. Lost... pieces, of yourself, yes?

"I-I don't know what you mean by that, stranger," Milky Way squeaked, forgoing their little guy accent entirely.

Oh, come now, rumbled the dark, Surely you have seen Her. She's always... watching over you. Her guilt about that day is simply immeasurable, you know.

The space cookie's expression darkened, "Gonna have to be a lot less cryptic if you want this scheme of yours to work, pal."

Hmm... No.

You haven't yet given me a reason to speak plainly, little starlight. In the end, you are the only one who will end up hurt by shutting us out. I'm doing quite well for myself, with or without you.

No matter. You, little starlight, are going to be put under immense pressure soon. When that time comes...

The faceless cookie's features split open into a sickly-sweet grin, jam pouring from the wound,

Call upon us. We will save you. Even if She cannot. Every dream has a nightmare. Every wish has a cost. And every star has its shadow.

Be seeing you, little starlight.

The faceless cookie melted before Milky Way's eyes, leaving nothing to prove it was ever there. Nothing, that is, but a triangular piece of glass. Pinkish in hue, they peered into it and watched as a cookie with pointed ears -- a faerie? -- stood at the edge and fell.

She... did not like this dream. The eye was strange, yes, but it was not discomforting. Not like this.

"Can I wake up now?" the conductor called out, "Please?"

No reply. No shooting awake in bed with a gasp.

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We hardly ever get any mentions of his past even in his POVs when he’s not talking to anyone. I mean nothing reminded him of his past at CJ? Absolutely nothing?

Nothing the others said that might remind him of his cohort? Nothing he ate reminded him of cafes that are around New Rome? Nothing Piper might have done that reminded him of Reyna before Charleston?? Are you serious??

I think Rick did this because he couldn’t bother giving Camp Jupiter ‘a personality’. I also think by this point we can fully accept that Rick favours some of his characters (Percy) over others and I genuinely think this is the same between the two camps.

It’s also widely acknowledged that he couldn’t bother expanding on Jason’s background. The boy was raised by wolves, do you know how fucking cool it would’ve been if he had some subconscious wolfy habits?

All we get is the memory of Thalia and I actually believe Juno planted that memory. I don’t think Jason was old enough to remember Thalia until that moment, he was too young when he was abandoned.