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John Egbert ([personal profile] thewindything) wrote in [community profile] halfbloodhill2014-04-01 10:23 pm

Eight Gusts [ACTION]

[So you thought you'd escaped the excitement of April Fools. A place like camp heralds the date like the end of times. When you're in a camp full of ADHD half-gods and 75% of them are the worst kind of tricksters it's only natural to build your own safe house and live underground untilt he dust cleared.]

[It would be about 7pm and a little after dinner that camp would get at least one more surprise.]

[And that would be the sound of a purple and blue shaped missile rocketing through the skies. It could have been written off as a weird low flying plane until it changed course very suddenly and nose dived towards camp.]

[John Egbert had been on the run for a good week before he made a last ditch effort to fly the rest of the way back to the island. When he was able to finally spot Half-Blood Hill passing under him... well. He was always told he needed to work on his landings.]

[He nose-dived, plummeting through the tops of a few trees and finally gracelessly crashing through the roof of Hecate Cabin.]

[The rest of camp will be notified by this event by the sounds of explosions and fireworks going off from the rupture of all of the cabin's cursed stones.]

[+ One lost Son of Jupiter. Happy April Fools!]
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[personal profile] serenesuccessor 2014-04-11 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[There's immediate relief when he opens his eyes, when he curses. Naomi's not sure she's ever been so relieved to hear the F-word before. She nods at the questioning tone, hiccuping.

She would like nothing more then to bury her face in John's chest and cling to him, but she knows she can't. Taking a shaky breath she rubs her eyes.]


St-Stay here, 'm gonna get he-help!