Camp Half-Blood --- God's Fate --- Open for joining!

I've had work all day, sorry!!))

Eris released a small sigh, wishing she had a throwing weapon that she could easy use to get rid of the nasty snake. I really hate snakes...


sorry for the lame post this round))

(Ahh what if these two somehow end up out of camp in an adventure?)

Simon was admittedly a little surprised when he only got a shrug- but understood when Elias spoke of wanting to go and explore New York. Simon couldn’t help but make a face at that- hendidnt think it was all it was cracked up to be. There were too many people and for someone who could see ghosts it was a lot more crowded than others experienced. Plus it was kind of dirty and he’d been nearly mugged one too many times, even in his mother’s posh neighborhood. “Eh- it’s nothing special. I mean there’s a few good pizza joints and Broadway is cool if you can afford it but other than that it’s just a city, y know?”

(Lets do iiit If we can. Would Elias just want to sneak out or is he not that impulsive? )

Simon let out a small snort at the description of New York city, shaking his head in disagreement as he pulled his real leg up, deciding he'd just tidy up his sisters bed later. "Dreams aren't made in New York unless if you're incredibly lucky. It's all just like any other city, with over crowding and people pushin' and shovin. I'm pretty sure I had more than, like, thirty people in my classes when I went to school. " He smiled just a little sadly before giving a slow shrug. "Eh, you just haven't seen it yet. It's not as bright n shiny as you'd think it'd be."

(Poor Simon, he's absolutely not, but honestly? He's in no way a leader. He'd follow along to make sure Elias doesn't get hurt or die.)

Simon let out a snort of agreement- because that had to be the understatement of the century. "Thats understandable. But, really? I feel like my entire lifes been like that." If he told any human his story they'd probably think that he was either lying or insane. My own mother thought that- and she knew Hades. Just... not who he actually was. He thought to himself, before straightening his back when Elias moved closer, tilting his head up curiously at the musing. "Yeah. I get that. I'd like to leave the camp without someone trying to kill me. Maybe... well, maybe you could go and visit New York one day, have that teenager day," He was the son of a slightly lesser god, after all, so he'd at least have a little more time than if he went.

( Simon is probs just going to be like Please just let me go and sulk in my dark cabin the entire time lmao. )

Simon enjoyed the quiet for a few moments, relaxing, before jumping once more when his fist was slammed, looking over with wide eyes. "Wait- what? Elias, you can't do that! New Yorks dangerous and totally not worth getting yelled at by Mr. D or Chiron," He reminded him anxiously, blue eyes widening in clear shock at the idea of leaving the safety of the camp. He'd only been chosen to go on a few quests, and those were usually missions to pick up a demigod who was causing too much trouble and getting the attention of monsters, and those were usually disasters since he was practically a magnet to the monsters in the real world.

(Oh Elias is so innocent)

Simons eyes widened at that- he definitely hadn't been yelled at by either before. He'd decided to try and fly under the radar as much as possible and honestly? It really felt as if it were working and he didn't want that to change... however... there was a stubborn glint in Elias' eye that told him that he was going to go whether Simon was going to follow him along in this ridiculous "quest" or not. "You're leaving regardless, aren't you?" He asked with a small groan, running his hand through his messy dark hair, glancing around before huffing out a sigh. "Only if we're back before sunset." He said sternly, not wanting this kid to get himself hurt.

Simon looked rather unamused, catching the hint that Elias had no plans on coming back, but keeping his mouth shut for the time being. He'd be able to get the kid back- he'd just have to figure out how to convince him to go home once it was tme. He gently grabbed the crown of thorns before slowly picking himself up, hobbling over to his own bed and carefully putting the crown down, grabbing a piece of paper and scribbling a quick note saying In New York, not kidnapped. Don't worry. just in case if their absence was actually noticed. Grudgingly, he put his prosthetic back on, before following the other, squinting against the sunlight. "You got a weapon?" He grumbled, definitely not sounding happy about this, even if he was grudgingly going along.

The son of Hades was happy that Elias had said nothing of his prosthetic- it was a bit of a touchy subject for the demigod and he'd rather not talk about how he'd been so sick as a little kid. He blinked at Elias blankly at the cryptic answer, but chose not to answer thet, instead shaking his head as he grudgingly followed the other towards the edge of camp, his chest tightening just a little at the thought of how many monsters could be out there, ready to get him. His features did soften, though, when Elias tried to get him to lighten up. "Those aren't all that fun." He drawled tiredly, running a hand through his hair as his blue eyes carefully scanned the surroundings, nibbling on his lip for a moment. "But I don't mind going if you're dead set on it." He added, not wanting him to feel bad.

Elias felt his chest swelling, but he chalked it up to just excitement. Quests aren't fun? Elias wondered. Often, whenever any camper came back from one, they gushed about how great it had been. It had made Elias always long for one of his own. Elias gave Simon a tired-half smile, rustling his blond hair. "Are your siblings going to miss you? I mean...there aren't that many of you," Elias asked, realizing that it was much more suspicious for a son of Hades to go missing than a son of Demeter.

"It'll be fine." Elias shrugged, looking at Simon as he ran a hand through his dark hair. He seemed like he did that a lot. Elias' eyes moved to Simon's hand, and in his palm, a shadowy dagger appeared. "That is so cool!" Elias yelled out, in spite of himself. "That is so cool, man," Elias echoed, looking at the dagger as if it was the greatest thing he'd ever seen. Camp Half-Blood was full of so much magic, searching for that initial feeling of wonder was almost impossible. Subconsciously, that might've been why Elias was running to New York - to find that sense of magic that had been dulled so long ago.

"Well, I'm pretty sure it's not Lilac but quite honestly I can't remember what it actually is." Sebastion had a playful grin on his face, but he wasn't lying. He truely didn't remember her name, but Lilac was easier to remember anyway. He might not be the best at some things, like names, but at least he took pride in his failures. "If you don't like it I can always come up with something better, but I'll more than likely just keep calling you Lilac anyway."

Elias shut his mouth, pantomiming locking his lips and throwing away the key. Although Simon had wrote off the dagger like nothing special, Elias still thought it was way cooler than a lot of the other weapons demigods used. They were tangible, easily lost, easily stolen. Simon could just pull his dagger out of thin air whenever he pleased, which, Elias thought, was really frickin' cool.

The blond stopped just before the threshold, the line of protection. Although he couldn't see it, exactly, Elias could sense its presence, as if it was humming a tune that didn't exist. If he passed this line, there would be no protection from the monsters, the men with their heads on their chests. There was no excuse for stepping over this line, nothing that he could tell Mr. D or Chiron to save his sorry hide. He and Simon could turn around right now and pretend this whole thing never happened, stay safe and happy in camp.

Elias forced himself to smile at Simon, and he stepped over the line. He immediately felt exposed, as if the clothes had been torn from his body. He felt as if every monster suddenly knew his location, and was running all at once to kill him. Elias felt the exhilaration of being out of camp rush through his veins, and despite his silent promise to stay quiet, he laughed out loud.

I'm open to rp pretty much whenever but I'll probably be kinda poofy during the day)

The biggest issue that Simon and with his shadow-weapons were that it was exhausting having to pull the weapon through the shadow realm. Already he was feeling just a little shaky, he hadn't used his weapon in awhile and it left him a little wobbly as he returned it back to its proper place. He took a shaky breath, before looking up, breathing in sharply when he realized that the son of demeter was already across the threshold.

He blinked in surprise, seeing the encouraging smile, before walking slowly over the threshold. Almost immediately he felt the difference, his skin was now practically crawling, his brain telling him to go back where it was safe. He strained his ears, hoping to not hear any monsters already charging towards them, throat dry as h managed a weak smile over at the boy. "Keep your guard up... we're gonna need to get a taxi to get to the big city... I'm guessing you're wanting to see.. like... Broadway? The Empire State building?" He asked, wanting to figure out where he wanted to go, stuffing his hands into his pants.