Forum Thread

( I mean, I probably will still post but not that often. 1) Because it's really hard to squeeze in 2) So many events are happening 3) I need way too many recaps.)

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[Gah, >3< Blame the one-three definitely not detailed posters. We basically had to pretend two pages of their RPing never happened x.x As for the many recaps...maybe we should like, develop a "no one posts until at least two people post after them" rule. We have it in one of the RPs I'm in, and we're progressing pretty nicely. And like, maybe have everyone post at least four sentences that actually help develop their character instead of people just randomly stumbling on monsters and shizz.

Like guys, what about their pasts? Not many people filled out their History part of the form, and those who did left out dozens of possibilities. MAKE ONE OF THEM HAPPEN Dx]

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[Well, its a bit boring to RP with myself since nobody who actually posts more than 4 lines interacts with my characters. I could do the history thing and stuff, but I have to make the newbies a couple before that o3o]

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[x.x We so need a planning thread just for conversations like this. #SPALYSSA is now my OTP for this RP o3o Yeaaaah, you could have your characters stumble upon the little gathering in the Big House (WHY IS NO ONE NOT BY THE BIG HOUSE HUNGRY. DID EVERYONE FORGET IT'S DINNERTIME?! Callie's starving! D:)]

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[Pretty sure #SPALYSSA is the only growing ship in this RP. OH OH OH IDEA BOMB!!!!!! o3o]

Sparrow walked out of the rotting wood Hermes Cabin, Alyssa following behind him. "You remember where the Mess Hall was?" He muttered, looking to Alyssa. "Uh... Maybe?" She replied hesitantly. He said one of his mother's favorite swear words in a murmur, and they headed off to look through the buildings to find it. Sparrow and Alyssa peeked into a large building, to see a group of demigods. "Uh... Hi." Alyssa said, uncomfortably. That other Hecate demigod opened her eyes and started cussing, which made Sparrow jump.

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[Ommy, I'm starting to think this RP would have been better if it was just a one-on-one with you. X.x Oh and Jerk-Percy was based off Horcrux-Ron, just because I needed to do that. So badly.]

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Sadie

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"Erm... yes...?" Carter said. It definitely sounded way more like a question than an answer. Sadie glanced over to Percy, and lowered her vision into the Duat. Percy mustn't act like this all the time, based on everyone's reactions to it. In the Duat, Percy, with a blue aura (totally expected that), looked scared as something grey looked as if it were poisoning his aura, spreading slowly, but surely. Sadie somehow could tell that it was rarely that he actually felt... Helpless.

Sadie got her sight back to the "waking world" and found herself with a headache. But who cares about headaches? Nothing evil about headaches. Sadie watched as Calliope froze Percy with a spell she had never seen before. It must've been Greek. She oughta think that everything that wasn't Egyptian was Greek. Or American, maybe. She slipped her vision into the Duat yet again, dismissing her headache. This time, however, Sadie saw Calliope trying to fight the grayness, while Percy stood still (probably because he was frozen in real life). Carter tossed a slightly deformed [i[shabti[/i] to a screaming Callie, and Sadie got an impression of what Callie would do to the shadow thing.

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Percy

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As Percy thawed, he was besieged with thoughts. How much had Callie seen? How could he take back all the stuff he said? What would Annnabeth say? How did— It was too many questions, and his brain hurt. (He imagined that Annabeth a had higher question capacity than him.) Being the loyal little Seaweed Brain that he was, a flood of guilt washed over him. It was his fault that Callie now was being attacked. He was confused when she asked for a shabti, and even more confused when Carter threw some wax statue at Callie.

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(Ok, Omnia, so, Bolt was at the training area, then he walked towards where draco was at. I posted already previously, Bolt walked towards the scene with draco)(Anyways..were pretending that never happened so...)(Also, Omnia, Thank you for actually trying to develop a plot!) (:D)

Death and Bolt walked towards the big house, "Chiron sure is recieving alot of 'talks!" Bolt says cheerfully.
"And here comes another one" Death sighed, "Chaos minions are everywhere these days, and if Im rigt, one was in percy,"
Bolt knocked on the door.
(I dont know who else is in the big house so, Ill just leave it there)

Draco dropped his stuff at the Zeus cabin and he left. Draco started exploring Camp Half Blood "This place is quit interesting". Draco saw other demigods but decided to ignore them. Draco continued to explore, surprised at everything he saw. Draco finally stopped exploring and sat down.

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((Sorry, I had an event i had to go to yesterday so i wasn't online. Don't need a recap I read through everything. Also to the newbies, if you guys need some help RPing feel free to PM me. I've been RPing for a few years and have had to train people before. I don't mind doing that XD.))

Chance had stood there with his hand on the hilt of his sword. It had went from all calm and joking to well, that happened. The son of war always knew that Callie was a bit different. For one she understood Egyptian Mythology as well as Roman and Greek. Chance barely had patience to learn the latter two fluently. He was the son of Ares, not the fricken Book Worm. That and in all honestly he didn't have time to read. He had video games, battle practice, and eating food to do. No time to pick up a stinky ol' book.

What he did understand was that Callie had a sibling. There wasn't really a need for an explanation for this, but who was to tell Annabeth that. He wasn't the brightest in camp, but he was smarter than the average cookie on what not to do around the toughest chick in camp. It only had escalated from that.

Percy, being the, well, Seaweed Brain he was, had kept messing with Carter guy. Chance could be compassionate, but this was bloody ridiculous. Percy deserved the pain he got, especially after Carter got angry and explained why. Chance didn't know exactly what the boy meant, but blowing up did not sound like fun.

Of course Annabeth, being the daughter of wisdom and battle strategy, then went from holding a dagger on Callie's throat to practically attacking Carter. Chance rolled his eyes. This was all being taken way out of proportion.

Then everything turned for the worst. It got all sparkly, well if you count that as dark shadows. Annabeth and Callie got into it and they brought up nightmares. In normal times Chance would have thought nothing of that gryffin dung. If it wasn't for the talk of big large snake. Chance's tan face paled. He listened intently and began to feel light headed. The son of war had tried to act like those nightmares had never happened. He wished to not wake up every night in a cold sweat from what the snake whispered in his ear. About being the son of Ares and offspring of son of Mars. Roman and Greek blood mixing into one cluster buster of a blood bath. The Son of Blood

Chance watched as Percy started acting like Vera from the Hades cabin. It was as if his whole nature had changed. A.K.A. he was acting like a freak. Then Callie did something heroic and totally different from what he had ever seen. She grabbed Percy with both hands on his head and started muttering stuff he coudl barely comprehend. A dark tendril circled around that practically looked like a snake. No... no... no... Chance drew his sword and shield off his back and bared his teeth. "W-what is that thing!?"

She was being attacked. Callie, annoying but kind was being attacked and the son of war was helpess to do anything about it. Chance saw Draco on the far side. Another son of the Big Three like Vera, Nico, and Percy. "Hey Drackie boy get yoru bum over to Chiron. We have an emergency!" Hopefully the boy would hear and listen to him. If not... Chance would go himself. Something was up, and other than his Grandpappy, Chiron was the only adult person he could trust.

((Hey also no offense is meant by calling Vera a freak. In character jerkiness, not out of character >.<))

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Draco stood up and looked at her "Call me that again and you won't have a life anymore" Draco ran over and pulled his 2 swords out just in case if anything bad was gonna happen "So what do you need help with anyway Dumb Nut?". Draco the paused and started spinning his swords with his wrist

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{*is waiting patiently for Omnia to get online*}

(lol) Draco was qwatching Callie get attacked as she told him to do nothing. Draco just watched as he was spinning his swords. "Well If you won't want help I will just leave" Draco put the swords back in their slots and he started walking away

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((Hold up need time to reply also chance is big buff 6"5' male XD))

Chance raised an eyebrow at Draco. He folded his arms and gave a glare worthy of Ares himself. "And I recommend you don't threaten the son of the god of war, Sparky." Actually that sounded like a good nickname for the son of Zeus. He looked at the others who were rather silent at the moment. Either out of shock or confusion he assumed. Before Chance could answer the boy had the nerve to start walking away.

"You are a fool-hearty one aren't you?" Chance grabbed the kid by the collar of the shirt and practically dragged him to where Chance was standing. He probably had choked the kid and that upset Chance a bit. His anger really did get the best of him on most cases.

Chance sighed and looked Draco in the eyes, "Just go get Chiron before I trip you on your arse with by sword. Think you can do that Sparky?"

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Draco closed his eyes and smirked. Draco kicked the slot for his sword and he caught it in his hand. Draco pointed the sword to his face, only millimeters away "Just try me kid" He said smirking with his eyes opened. Draco also grabbed his arm with his hand and gave him a shock of electricity "How's that feel?"

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luna shook her head and walked over to where they were.
''enough fighting'' she said splitting them apart.
she crossed her arm's and glared at both of them with her crimson eye's blazing.
''you, go do one of the activities'' she said pointing at chance.
the she pointed to draco.
''and you, pretty boy, go back to your cabin... pick another fight with the ares cabin and you'll regret it'' she growled.

The last time Chance had a sword faced to him like this was when his grandpappy had been teaching him how to use a sword as a kid. Chance didn't flinch, he just glared at the kid. He sure did think himself kind of the sky. Actually this soap box was even worse than that Sadie chicks. He lifted his head and kept his hand on the hilt of his sword. His bare chest did nothing, but move up and down slowly. Calmly.

This kid was going to need to be taught a lesson. And then suddenly Chance was feeling a bolt of electricity through his left palm. That pissed Chance off. With a swift movement as teh kid asked how it felt Chance twisted his wrist to grab onto Draco's forearm. In another swift movement he twisted him around so his back was forcefully being held in an upper position against his own back. He twisted the arm and practically growled in the boy's ear. "Energizing, Sparky. What other tricks you have up your sleeve?"

Before the boy could answer Chance gripped Draco's side and as if he was a feather threw him over his shoulder. He heard a pop sound as Chance put pressure on the shoulder of the arm Draco had shocked him with. Chance knew he hadn't broken the arm, but he probably did knock it out of socket. The son of war didn't have patience for know-it-alls. Especially those who, like Percy, had a little special gift for being a child of the big three.

Quickly, and roughly Chance walked away from the group and up to the Big House. There he saw Death and Bolt messing around and talking about, well, talking to Chiron. The blonde teen though was fed up and done. Too much was going on and this was enough to send the son of war off the edge. He quickly opened the door, "Chiron? Chiron. Chiron! Dude, we have some freaky dark magic snake willies going on out there." He thought about Draco on his back, "Oh and as a warning. I have some smart-mouthed Zeus kid who decided he wanted to abuse his electric voodoo. He's being..." Chance thought for a bit, "Sky lifted over my shoulder." Well, Chance thought it was funny being that Draco was the son of the god of whole fricken sky. Speaking of electric though Chance was very glad he hadn't been struck down my lightening yet.

A horse's hooves quickly sounded on the floor giving visual to a man, horse like creature. Centaur, and the head choncho of camp. Without a word Chiron signaled for Chance to lead the way. Chance sighed and, still carrying the boy and dealing with his retaliations, lead Chiron to the magicians and demi-gods. Callie was still on the floor and the others were still silent. All Hades was breaking loose. Chiron pushed past and went to Callie, but nothing with her yet.

((Um since no one really has Chiron I just kind of did a basic outline and if someone else wants to speak for him or something go ahead. Or in one RP we just took turns of RPing him depending on what we needed to get done.))

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((Oops, sorry Luna had l already started to post mine as you had your's up. Let's just say Chance ignored her, because That's a typical Ares child for ya XD))

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(luna just got ignored completely, lol)

she went back to the training arena and went back to training.

Name: Shaun
Gender:Male
Age: 14
Appearance: short and scrawny, with orange spiky hair, always wears shades so none knows what colors his eyes are.
Personality: nerdy, but a good friend, and VERY unshy. Sees himself as part of the house of athena as well as the house of Hephaestus. treats his techs as people, adoring them and personifying them.
Godly Parent: athena
History (Before Camp Half-Blood, when arrived, quests, etc.): was born into an abusive family and learned a lot about tech before fleeing from abuse to camp half-blood. can hold his own in a fight despite not looking like it, and never talks about his past, preferring to mask it with confidence and friendliness.
Primary Weapon: his glasses. actually loaded with an assortment of stun beams, hidden blades, and anything else he can cram into them. even he has forgotten everything in them, and is occasionally surprised when he finds a piece of tech he though he lost in them.
Secondary Weapon: depends on the fight. He is known to bring an assortment of random items with him, one day sporting a magic notebook and the next day walking in with an expandable shield, Tyson-style.
Other: extremely unpredictable
Password: stayin alive!

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(Accepted.)

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shaun woke up in the athena cabin. He rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and got out from older the bed sheet. He wondered that none had sprung him in his sleep to find out what color his eyes were, and though that he might start sleeping with his glasses on, maybe build some anti theft measure into them. he walked out of the cabin, and thanked himself for remembering to turn the shade mode on on his glasses- the sun was extremely bright today. He looked around to find any of the hephaestus kids, but couldn't find them. Whatever. He would go out to the woods and work on another feature for his glasses. He realized that he had run out of homing shurikens the other day, and no wonder: for being powerful, they sure were expensive to make. He wondered if he could make them out of wood: it would be much more cost-efficient, which would make up for the loss in power. He pushed this thought out of his mind, and went to his special tree in the woods, scotched with burn marks and notches from shurikens. He decided today that he would work on the miniature Moltov launcher, as it backfired on his last west and nearly destroyed his pride and most important possession. Probably the lining of the gas canister. He sat down, gently eased the side panel of his glasses open, and got to work.

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