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Post by . on Mar 5, 2018 19:50:07 GMT -5
(Yeah I'm good with either but I'm definitely gonna need reminders of when it's my turn for the more complicated one)
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sweetclover1
Hi loves, like my posts so I'll reply faster <3
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Post by sweetclover1 on Mar 5, 2018 23:48:10 GMT -5
Unfortunately for Simon the capture the flag tournament was a required event that he had to go to unless gravely ill. So he'd had to stick around for the pure insanity that was the capture the flag game. At least the sheer terror that Simon had at first felt at seeing the masses fight over two flags had slowly left throughout the years, six years of doing it was one heck of an emersion therapy, but he still felt the discomfort with knowing he'd have to talk and work with other people.
The Apollo kids had banned him from depending on his Shadow travel as much as he used to after he nearly disappeared before their very eyes a few years back. So now he depended on a few ghosts that wandered the forest for tips on where the flags were. No one had totally caught on to what he did yet so it was so far working in his favor. It was a still a stomach churning event for him and he wanted nothing more than to go back to his room and recover for a few hours. The people on his team were particularly insistent on everyone playing a part and even made them all pair up and he'd been stuck with that chatterbox Lux from the Apollo cabin. Don't get Simon wrong, Lux was a great demigod, they were incredibly talented but they just never stopped talking.
But there was an insane quest he was supposed to go on with the other Big Three kids plus Ben who was supposed to be some kind of glorified scapegoat. Because of that Simon trudged back to the Big House and found a nice corner on the couch so he could rest while the others went and enjoy either the victory or defeat of their teams. No doubt they'd be spending the last few moments with their half siblings before heading off to get here as well. Simon had already quietly said his goodbyes, making it as inconspicuous as possible, simply saying that he felt like taking a walk before leaving so he could get on with the quest.
One that he was still not very happy about going on.
But if the Fates wanted him on this quest then by the gods he was going to go on it. He shuddered to think about his fathers wrath if he purposefully ignored orders to go on the quest, let alone the other gods anger as well, which was the only reason why he was unwillingly sitting there and waiting for the rest to come. There was a wary scowl on his face, wanting to get this over with, having no idea how they were going to manage traveling across the country without dying.
His hands were playing absently with his charm bracelet, it was made out of a strong tweed, each charm dangling off uselessly and he let out another heavy sigh.
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tenny
please talk me into doing homework
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Post by tenny on Mar 5, 2018 23:53:53 GMT -5
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 1:37:50 GMT -5
[ aaaaaaaaaa sorry for not posting until now! i've been really focused in playing league of legends because i'm a higher tier player who has to constantly keep up my gaming skills. anyways! am i still allowed to be here? ]
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tenny
please talk me into doing homework
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Post by tenny on Mar 6, 2018 6:45:13 GMT -5
[ aaaaaaaaaa sorry for not posting until now! i've been really focused in playing league of legends because i'm a higher tier player who has to constantly keep up my gaming skills. anyways! am i still allowed to be here? ] (Absolutely, just make sure to make time for this every now and then too! I think I had s friend who was double plat or something like that, and he was so fire at it)
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 8:18:36 GMT -5
[ that's good to hear. ^^ I'll def make sure, i'm moving soon, but i'll definitely try to make sure to have time for this! also, a plat two player? that's lit.
i'm actually debating on using my delinquent character, my charmer or my stoic one. ]
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 9:53:45 GMT -5
[ would he be able to have charmspeak, by any chance? ]
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 10:32:24 GMT -5
-- Ezreal Feye - Aphrodite - eighteen & male > Ezreal is a beautiful work of art, standing at 173 centimeters tall, which is about 5'8" tall. He looks like he was crafted from the goddess of love herself, having a very regal, but handsome complexion. Soft as silk paler, lightly tanned skin covers his base appearance, even the scars seeming like a fluid part of him. This eighteen year old seems like he can have a nasty scar or wear anything and still make it look good, as you might expect from a son of Aphrodite. He has a light pale splash of freckles upon his nose and cheeks, hard to notice unless you get up close. He has slightly shaggy soft blonde hair with the tips dyed a very bright blue color, matching the intense beautiful aqua color of his eyes, which have silver flecks within them. His eyelashes are long and look like they could constantly be tangled, yet, always seem to complement his fox-like face without a flaw. His ears are slightly pointed, and he has a bit of a smaller, yet pointed nose with his firm cheek-bones and sharp jaw-line. He seems to have a bit of sharper, longer canines than what most usually have, but they complement his smile that he always seems to be flashing around. Tucked behind his right ear are two braids with five feathers total mixed into them, soft golden feathers with the tips dyed a soft minty nature green color. Around his neck hangs a black laced necklace with four feathers, two on each side of the bird skull pendent in the middle. Unlike the feathers upon his braids, these ones are a dark reddish purple, having a dusk blue color on the top, but holding that purple color yet underneath. Ezreal has a very toned and fit body, meant for speed, agility and strength altogether. Physically, there doesn't seem to be a single flaw with him, even with scars, no matter what he seems to wear, though he is more of a fan of wearing no shirt with his white zip-up short-sleeved hoodie with the light blue accents. He often is seen wearing jeans and boots, having a narrow and skinnier build, though you can easily see the muscle upon his sturdy frame. > As for personality, this guy is a little lacking. Three major personality traits of his are fitting for a child of Aphrodite. Egotistical, air-headed and energetic. He is a wild speaker, someone who can talk about anything and make it sound like a grand adventure. He can liven up something very easily and spin wild stories, the flow of words coming from his mouth seeming nothing less than he desires to. Ezreal's downfall is that you can never tell when he's lying or when he's speaking truthfully, unless you really know him. He's a bit manipulative and will stop nearly at nothing to achieve what he wants. The eighteen year old's proud and egotistical personality has him often boasting about his abilities or about things he has done. He's very full of himself and very confident, but if you really look at him, why wouldn't he be? Ezreal is a very adventurous guy and generally seems to wander off without warning, going on whims and liking to move around. While he can't be too predictable, you can always rely on him to appear back when you need him. As free spirited and wild as he is, loving to party and dance and sing, quite the charmer and talker indeed, he has a very set strong loyalty that is unwavering. The son of Aphrodite might not always be smart or make the right choices, going always on instinct and always improvising, spacing off in his own thoughts and world when you speak too much about one thing. However, his loyalty is something you can always count on. Ezreal is a gentle charmer who doesn't really prefer to be too violent, but isn't afraid to kick some rear end. He's a talker and his weapon is his ability to speak, not really having much more than a dagger on him, crafted by the love of his life herself. And there is nothing he wouldn't do for her. While he's very strongly opinionated about himself, there is one person who has more control over him than anyone else could even get close to. Even with that, he is a wild spirit who cannot be tamed or controlled with ease, often doing his own thing and going with things on the spot, his attention span as large as a Siberian Husky puppy's. > As said, Ezreal is not too much of a fighter, however, he is amazingly toned. He is probably one of the best hand-to-hand combatants that you might ever see, being extremely skilled with reactions and predicting others' movements. He is not someone you want to go toe-to-toe with in a fight as his strength, speed and agility are not a force to be reckoned with. However, even with that, he can't stop a bullet or prevent a sword from cutting his skin. He might have high levels of energy, but he is someone that you will eventually catch. His attention span is too narrow for him to be able to properly fight for long periods of time and heaven forbid his love comes along and completely ruins his attention on fighting. The weapon he carries around on him is a gift from that very girl who he cares so deeply for. Called Miella as his nick-name for her is that, a small dagger with a black handle and a painted silver blade, though it is of gold edges. On the hilt are two small feathers; one small golden one and one reddish violet one. He is decent with this dagger, but seems to be the world's worst fighter with any other weapon, even another dagger being too much for him to be able to handle. It always has its place on his right hip on a bird skull designed hilt upon his belt. > Ezreal grew up next doors to a particular girl. He had met her one day when he was playing by himself in his backyard, running around and telling stories to himself, in a wild and crazy adventure of his own. The girl was up in the oak tree, watching him. She had told him to be quiet and that he was too noisy, that she couldn't hear herself think. Not the best first meeting, as no one can stop Ezreal, even back then. He offered her to come play with him, but she refused and then left. Strangely, the next day, she was up in the tree again when he came out to play while his father was working. Eventually she asked him why he always offered her to play with him, why he had no one else to play with. He responded with no one else could keep up and that she would be the perfect partner to chase wild monsters with. To his surprise, the next day, she wasn't in the tree, but by it, willing to play with him. The two grew closer and closer as the years went on, both having single fathers that raised them, never hearing from their mothers. At the age of twelve, Ezreal and his best friend, Lux, discovered a bit of a thing. That they weren't quite human. They were the half son and half daughter of goddesses, brought to Camp Half-Blood by a satyr when their walk along a forest trail turned into a run when a creature came up and went after them. Lux seemed to know how to fight very well and always taught Ezreal what she knew, and going to the camp only made them bond more. Ezreal and Lux found the camp together and were nearly inseparable, even to this day. The daughter of Athena seemed to be the complete opposite of the bright and social butterfly son of Aphrodite. But, he is the son of a love goddess, and such emotions work in mysterious ways. Miella was his birthday present on his fourteenth birthday, crafted and planned by Lux, though it was full on made by a Hephaestus child, when he got a particularly close call on a mission with Lux, since he was so horrid with weapons. She told him to use the blade like she would, and helped him learn to use it. Four years later, it's still the only weapon he can use. o k a m i
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 10:33:42 GMT -5
[ that's alright by me. ^^ there's my form, that's m'boy. ]
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 10:35:38 GMT -5
[ i tried to make it as short as i could. i just... really like talking about my boy. ]
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Post by . on Mar 6, 2018 10:36:44 GMT -5
Capture the flag was a highlight of Carly's day. It always was. The daughter of Poseidon was high energy and a game so full of action and fighting was just her style. She was generally pretty good at it as well, though it also depended on who she had on her team. In fact, she'd almost completely forgotten about the quest that Chiron had called them all to the big house for. Despite her apparent agreement with the quest, the girl couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous. It always seemed to be there, bubbling in her stomach and making her want to throw up. So the game was a good break from that.
Her cabin was one of the most powerful, which gave them almost immediate respect among her teammates. She knew that the Zeus cabin and likely the Hades cabin were getting the same treatment, though she also knew that some of the campers tried their best to avoid the the children of Hades. Carly didn't blame them. Half of them practically looked as if they were already dead. She'd probably avoid them as well, if she weren't already friends with Simon.
It was an odd friendship, really. She couldn't even tel the story of how it started. All she knew is that Simon had been a good friend of hers for years, despite their obvious differences, and she was constantly dragging him out of his cabin to socialize and get sunlight. It wasn't his favorite thing to do, but Carly was generally able to get him out of his cabin withoutt too much pain.
Maybe it was good that they were going on this quest together, after all. Yeah, having all kids of the Big Three may not be the wisest idea, but Simon and Carly were definitely good together. They balanced each other out.
She could only hope she'd get along with the others as well.
Carly's night went pretty simple after the game of capture the flag. She returned to her cabin and packed a bag for the quest, careful to avoid questions from her siblings. She did want to say good bye, but she wasn't sure how to without telling her hat she'd be leaving on a quest and may never make it back to camp. So instead she settled for chilling on her bed and holding easy conversation with them.
The hard part was when her youngest brother came over. Cal was only a child, one of the youngest kids at camp. However, he saw everything as a game so far and his eyes were shining as he approached Carly, asking if she'd help him tomorrow work on something he'd been struggling with. Carly, of course, agreed and only hope that Chiron's excuse would make it look as if she didn't ditch her siblings by choice. After all, she really did like them and wished they could all come on the quest with her.
Eventually, she left her cabin and grabbed her bag, stuffing it under her shirt in a very sad attempt to hide it. She made up an excuse about going to see one of the Apollo kids because she didn't feel well. The bag was in case she ended up having to stay there for a few days. Once she as safely out of the cabin, she sighed and headed towards their agreed upon meeting place.
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Post by ScorchR on Mar 6, 2018 10:44:52 GMT -5
Just so you know, I have to go to class in another city. Which means a long drive there, then my classes, and then another drive home. So I apologize in advance if I'm not able to reply until after I get home. Just as a warning.))
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tenny
please talk me into doing homework
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Post by tenny on Mar 6, 2018 10:49:15 GMT -5
Just so you know, I have to go to class in another city. Which means a long drive there, then my classes, and then another drive home. So I apologize in advance if I'm not able to reply until after I get home. Just as a warning.)) Would it be easier for you to reply now? Or have you got to go?
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Post by ScorchR on Mar 6, 2018 10:50:57 GMT -5
I only have about an hour. I can try and pump out my reply now if you like.))
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tenny
please talk me into doing homework
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Post by tenny on Mar 6, 2018 10:52:19 GMT -5
I only have about an hour. I can try and pump out my reply now if you like.)) If you wouldnโt mind, but if you donโt have time donโt worry about it. College comes first, I understand that. If you canโt reply now, then weโll have Okami and then myself reply to keep it going for now.
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Post by ScorchR on Mar 6, 2018 10:53:40 GMT -5
I will definitely attempt it. If it isn't up within the hour, I would suggest having everyone reply.))
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Post by ScorchR on Mar 6, 2018 11:20:50 GMT -5
Skylar wasn't a huge fan of capture the flag. Sure, the idea was great, but she didn't like being involved all that much. Of course, she didn't really have much of a choice. Since she was a child of the Big 3, that meant she was a powerhouse that could be used, just like the rest of the children of the Big 3. So of course she was stuck on the front lines, where her power would be the most useful. Luckily she'd managed to stay away from most of the fighting, and had never really gotten near either flag. She'd managed to play it off as looking hard, and when moving towards fighting sounds they always faded before she got there so she couldn't follow them anymore.
When the game ended, Skylar slipped away from the celebrations. She didn't care all that much, she hadn't done anything. Sure it was fun to win, but tonight she had other things on her mind. Mostly the fact she was being whisked away during the night to go on a quest that would probably end in death. She'd been on quests before, and they never ended all that well. She sighed softly as she closed the door to the cabin behind her. It was nice being alone in here, the quiet giving her a chance to really think. She moved over to her bed to start packing, making sure that most of her clothing was for winter. She even changed into something warmer, in case Chiron had a way to teleport them to Alaska. She put what comic books she had at the bottom of her backpack (they were one of her hobbies she didn't like broadcasting). She then stuffed all the clothing she could inside, along with a bit of nectar and ambrosia. Just in case.
She slung the pack over her shoulder. She kind of wanted to say goodbye to her siblings, but she knew that she wasn't allowed to. They happened to know her better than the rest of the camp, since she had to live with them. But also they were family, half brothers and sisters. They were something she'd always wanted, so she'd found herself opening up to them a bit more. She shook her head. She would miss them. She paused before leaving, glancing over her shoulder. She then quickly grabbed the case that held her violin. It had been a present to her from her mother before they left France, and she had received lessons on how to play it. She couldn't leave it behind. So she slung the fabric case over her shoulder to join her backpack. With one last look at the interior of the cabin, she crept away to the big house to wait for the moment they left.
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tenny
please talk me into doing homework
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Post by tenny on Mar 6, 2018 11:41:19 GMT -5
ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั youโre up! (Ez is on the front page btw) thanks a bunch Scorch ^^
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tenny
please talk me into doing homework
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Post by tenny on Mar 6, 2018 17:00:57 GMT -5
Hey, sweetclover1 Iโve got an interesting plot idea involving Simon, wanna hear it?
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Post by ัฯฯััฮตdัะฝฮนะผะผฮตั on Mar 6, 2018 18:59:52 GMT -5
[ sorry for disappearing for so long, i took a nap and then started practicing driving since my driver's test is in two days. ]
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