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[Live, from Hermes Cabin, it's Eponine! Before she speaks, though, she holds up two pictures. One, taken from behind, years ago. A taller boy has his arm around the shoulders of a tiny, skinny girl, and she's looking up at him, just as he looks down at her. There's something familial about the picture.

The other is, well, clearly Eponine this time, still younger than she is now, scowling at another boy her own age, holding up a pillow as if it were some sort of shield.

Eponine takes the pictures back from the rainbow a few inches, focusing on her.]

Markel said something to me that had me thinking. Hermes' kids aren't known for our loyalty.

[She gestures again to the pictures, before setting them on her lap.]

So, here's some food for thought: What makes us, what makes anyone decide to turn against you? What do they have that camp doesn't? What is camp doing that makes us want another option?

I don't have an answer.

But I'm fucking tired of watching my brothers die.

weneedasign

[For the past few days people might have noticed Enjolras in the mess half - or rather haven't noticed him at the mess hall. That's because Enjolras hasn't been eating there. Sure, he's made brief appearances - long enough to grab a plate of food before going outside.

At first it was because the weather had finally seemed to make up it's mind, but sitting outside eating had given him an idea.

Or rather... Reignited a certain idea.

He sends out the rainbow sometime in the morning, a frown on his lips. It should be clear to anyone he has thought long and hard about what he's going to say.]

A few of you might recall an attempt to protest the ridiculous rule that we can only sit with our families at meals. [Or, y'know, remember how poorly it ended.] I believe enough time has passed, enough to do something about it again.

More and more of us come, all from different pantheons, and the continue rule that we can only sit with our cabin - while it makes sense for us Greeks - hardly makes sense for everyone else. The Romans before coming here lived with their cohorts, they ate where they pleased I believe. [Feel free to correct him on that if he's wrong.] The Egyptian's have nothing like this outside of their Nomes and the Norse... Well most of you I believe didn't know about any of this until Hera appeared to you.

We have been told we must continue to adapt, to work together. And while it may seem small to some - prohibiting us from forming new bonds and strengthening friendships through meals meant for family - weakens us. Not only that, it's pushing our system upon those who have never lived that way.

[He pauses, taking a breath.]

I'm not a fool as to repeat last time. My suggestion for how to go about doing this would be eating outside.

[He's still not sure what Hera's punishment was meant to accomplish, but he's wise to keep that to himself.]

I'll be by my cabin for anyone who wants to discuss this with me.

[And with that he dismisses the rainbow.]

ospreyed

[Backdated to May 6th.]

[When the IM appears, it's Eponine. She looks... Well, rather neutral. Slowly, she turns around and pulls her shirt up and over her head, revealing her bare back. If you look closely, there are scars, but what's most apparent are now the five roses cascading down and across her back, from her left shoulder, down to just above her right hip. Each rose is in a different state of decay, slowly wilting as they get further down her back. The roses are done in black and white, with gray shading and just a hint of red in amongst the gray.

After letting camp admire her tattoo for a few moments, she turns back around, her shirt covering her chest still.]

Five months.

[And that's it.]

willyouwalk

[A day or so after Tybalt and Dave get back from Saratoga Springs and their recon mission, Tybalt makes an IM]

So, is it normal for Greek demigods to ignore the satyrs? There's one in Saratoga, child of your sun god I think, who is either refusing to leave with their satyr or is somehow prevented from leaving with their satyr. Chiron seems worried, so don't be surprised if in a few days someone's sent to go and get this demigod.

Now that I'm done with that--

[And here he holds up three paper bags]

Leather bracelets. I should have enough for just about everyone in camp--the people I knew in San Francisco used something like this to know who was safe and allowed to be there and who wasn't.

[If you want to think this sounds like Tybalt had a gang...well, you're not exactly wrong though there were only a few fights since occasionally things get out of hand. Mostly it was Tybalt looking out for important people.]

They're easier to spot than the necklaces the Greeks wear and the Roman tattoos, and can be shared across pantheons. [Also they're adjustable for wolves so it's easier to keep an eye out for Scott.] It's not exactly fair that only half of the campers have some identifying mark, after all.

Just a thought.

serenesuccessor

[So there are two things that should be out of place when this Iris Message reaches camp.

One. Naomi isn't actually at camp, she's in her bedroom at home, sitting on her bed. In the background there are two pieces of paper, a doodle and a note. But more on that later.

The second thing that's amiss is that Naomi's right arm is in a bright orange cast.

She'd wanted it to match her camp shirt.]

Ummmmm... Have I missed anything fun? Hazel I found you those honey things!

[Yup. She doesn't want to explain this. But don't worry. That doodle? A helpful diagram courtesy of her brother. Naomi hasn't realized he pinned them to her wall earlier.

She bites her lip, shifting uneasily and then it's like a flood gate has opened. She can just feel the questions, and lectures, forming.]

I was being really careful this time! Honest, 'nd I wasn't stuck! I just, um... Slipped. 'nd I couldn't use my powers 'cause I was with my friend Bridget 'nd she doesn't know that 'm a demigod 'nd I didn't want her to freak out 'nd, 'nd, 'nd-

[She looks ready to cry, because she's been dreading this. Everyone's always lecturing her about not climbing trees but if she doesn't climb them she'll never get any better!

She looks down, fiddling with her necklace. The note her brother left behind should be mentioned. It's a very simple message.]

Wh-When I get back, everybody can sign it?

shylyintrepid

[Hail the conquering hero! Jehan and Nico are back from Venice and as soon as Nico is asleep from the shadow travel, Jehan makes an IM. He's all blushy and happy and smiling]

I've presents for mostly everyone from Venice! And before anyone asks--all questions regarding what happened in Venice should go to me and not my boyfriend.

[He just grins]

Anyone who bothers him will be subjected to poison ivy. You have been warned.

impetueux

[If anyone knows Cosette, it's easy to tell that she's been off the past few days, and for good reason. She functions well enough, but she's gotten downright mopey, barely smiling or even leaving her cabin. A certain someone's absence from camp is making it even worse.

She's finally gotten outside for a bit, and is sitting out in the amphitheater alone, singing some oddly pessimistic Taylor Swift-esque songs. While she's probably not at her best, the girl is in some serious need of company and maybe some cheering up.]

unstiff

[ Four is out by the water today. He's got a goal in mind and that's clear from the determined look on his face (if the stern look on his face can be differentiated from his normal expression).]

Swimming isn't one of my strong points. [ He's actually making himself fairly vulnerable admitting that he's got a weak point. ] I'm gonna work on that if anyone wants to join me. [ Just before the IM closes out, he can be seen shedding his tee shirt and one might get a glimpse of his back

deathdiduspart

[Nico looks like he's about to say something. Whatever the heck he's about to say, it gets completely derailed. He doesn't cut the connection, but it's obvious his attention is occupied by someone off rainbow.

His attention is taken by the ghost of Amelia Earhart, who is looking pretty lost and frazzled.]

Uh...may I help you, ma'am?

[She looks both surprised and relieved.]

Oh, thank the gods! A son of Hades! Could you please tell me where the entrance to the Underworld is? I've been trying to find it for....

[She frowns.]

I don't know how long, come to think. A lot has changed, I think, but I clearly remember not having a coin on me when I died.

[Nico nods at her, looking sympathetic. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a golden drachma.]

Things change, yeah. The entrance is in Los Angeles. Don't worry, there'll be markers on how to get to the entrance once you arrive. I'll give you this so that you can cross the river.

[Amelia is so happy about this that she hugs and kisses his cheek, taking the coin.]

Thank you so much! Phew, maybe finally I can get some peace and rest in Elysium...or perhaps try shooting for Blest.

[The aviator waves cheerfully at him before disappearing. Nico just stands there blinking. He glances at the rainbow.]

...I was going to say something, but I seriously forgot what that was. Sorry for wasting your time.

[He cuts the connection, still sort of dazed about the whole thing that just happened. Nico helps ghosts move on, sure, but he's still not used to them thanking him quite so affectionately.]

{OOC: Italics are the ghost he's talking to. Only people who can hear/see ghosts will be able to get the full conversation. Otherwise, you're only getting Nico's half.}

thewindything

[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!]

thestarspangledman

[So, campers, have you noticed one of the newer recruits yet? He's tiny, blond, and looks like he'd fall over if you poked him too hard with a feather. He's also one of the new kids in Cabin Six. In any case, here he is, dressed in a camp shirt that is slightly too big, giving a little awkward wave.]

This place is certainly, uh, bigger than I figured it would be. Guess there are a lot more of us than I thought.

[He offers a friendly smile, then, and a bit of a wave.] Hi, the name's Steve Rogers. Just got here, an' I'd ask about someone, but I already found him. So, uh, thanks for takin' us in, I guess.

wintersergeant

[Bucky shoots the rainbow a charming grin. The effect is ruined a bit by the healing black eye and the cut on his cheek but hey, it works. (Someone had a run in with the shabti guards. Not fun. He doesn’t recommend it.)]

So I’m guessin’ the giant stone things are a new thing? No one ever mentioned ‘em before, just guards and a dragon.

[Also he’s pretty sure they look kinda like those Pharaoh guys he saw in the museum once but he’s not sure]

Just sayin’, that’s something you’d want to mention to a fella before he gets here. Bucky Barnes, at your service.

[He gives a sort of cocky, lazy salute, still grinning. The grin continues as he asks his next question, but he’s clearly a bit worried]

Anyone here seen a scrawny sixteen-year-old, by the way? Shorter’n me, weighs about a hundred pounds soaking wet, probably doin’ something stupid or drawing? He looks like he’s going to kick it if you look at him wrong. His name is Steve—if anyone knows where I can find him or knows where he is, tell him Bucky got outta that damn hotel and is looking for him.

renegadehero

[Sojourner's been toying with this idea since Lizzie asked her to teach her a recovery roll, and it only strengthened after the talent show.

So here she is, standing in front of the Nike cabin in a baggy hoodie and sweat pants. She gives a little wave, then shoves her hand back into the hands back into the kangaroo pouch. If anything it's to keep herself from nibbling at her fingers. No need to be so nervous, she reminds herself.]

Hey guys, so for all you new people, names Sojourner Ayers-Silva, one of the resident dorks of the Nike Cabin. I'm also that girl who did all the acrobatic moves at the talent show that may or may not have included doing a backflip off Mr. D.

Still waiting to find out if I'm in trouble for that one. But I digress!

That was something called parkour, people who have seen me running around camp might've noticed I do it... An awful lot. It's kinda a hobby of mine. Mix that with free-running and oh man can you get places quick! Anyways! [She does her best to clamp down on her rambling. No need to go off on a tangent]

I thought I'd offer to teach anyone interested in learning some moves. I know it's pretty useful for fighting and I've gotten out of a couple tight binds with monsters back home by using it. I'm... I'm not really that good at teaching. I learned 95% of this on my own through trial and error and the other 5% through this guy back home who took pity on me in the park one day. But I figured I'd offer and give it a shot. I mean, it'd be fun to go free-running and stuff in a group after all!

[She smiles, bouncing on the balls of her feet.]

Right! So if your interested feel free to stop by the Nike cabin or shoot me an Iris Message, I'll be making a list, checking it twice, and all that jazz. Then I'll get in touch with everyone and we'll set up a good time for everyone!

[She gives a grin, then a small salute before waving her hand through the rainbow.]

-

[For anyone who stops by the cabin they'll find Sojourner doing various things - from cleaning up her side of the cabin to walking on her hand. Feel free to bother her!]

deathdiduspart

[So after this quickly escalated on the 16th of February, Nico has decided that he's in a better frame of mind, and heart, to at least apologize to the camp. He is not going to apologize to Percy, and honestly still doesn't want to see him. The son of Hades is currently in the forest, looking a little uncomfortable.]

Ah...so, about last Sunday...I'm pretty sure that you guys may have noticed a small earthquake happened.

[Why does apologizing have to be so hard?]

That was my and Percy's fault. We had a little...disagreement.

["Disagreement" he says. His eyes betray that he means "heated argument."]

For those who don't know or might not realize this, this kind of thing happens when two children of the Big Three have strong disagreements between each other. You get a natural disaster, and luckily this one was small enough to not cause any damage that I'm aware of. Before you guys even think about it, don't try to get all three sets of children into an argument.

[Nico sighs.]

Anyway...since half of it was my fault, I wanted to...apologize for the incident. And for any fear or damage caused by it.

[He can't promise that it won't happen again, since that's an impossible promise to keep, but...well.]

notthatjason

[Jason is on the IM trying not to look as exhausted and injured as he feels. Oh, he's certainly not as bad off as those stuck in the Big House, but it's clear that Jason saw action last night. There's a troubled look in his eyes, though it may not be for the reasons you think.]

I understand that some items may have been taken last night during all the turmoil. I'm not missing anything that I can tell and if any of my legionnaires are, please let me or Reyna know.

[Jason pauses and then adds.]

...but I am missing a person. The person in question is John Egbert of the Fifth Cohort. The Fifth still does not have it's Centurions here, but John is my half-brother and obviously one of the legion, so I felt like it should be my responsibility to ask...

Has anyone seen John since last night or has any idea what might have happened to him? I know I saw him go into the woods at some point, but I lost track of him very shortly after that.

[Another pause and since Jason isn't 100% sure how to end this he says.]

Thanks.

chiron

[ You'll find yourself looking at a grave centaur first thing this morning, just before the Romans start their training. ] Campers, I've an important announcement to make. Now, you know very well that we have protective borders around Camp Half-Blood. After last summer's incident, we've taken great care to ensure that we have several lines of defense with both force and Mist.

Followers of Lycaon - wolves - have been spotted just outside of camp. It is believed that they continue to align themselves with Gaea.

There have been no attacks, but I trust that all of you will keep your eyes and ears open for any signs of trouble. No campers will be leaving. [ Have a pointed look for some of you. ] However, we must keep our wits about us. Prepare accordingly. The Athena cabin has necessary information on the followers should you choose to educate yourselves on the matter. I hope you will.

[ The feed ends. ]

( mod note | Open to discussion. Plan your patrol groups, change up your training tactics. Welcome to the first plot of 2014! )

thewindything

Okay, I know you guys are tired of seeing my mug show up in an Iris Message, but hear me out for like five seconds.

[John grins. He actually looks to be in a far better mood than he's been in a while, but anyone who knows him will probably catch that glint. He's up to something.]

I've got this friend. You may or may not know him, but if you don't then you are pretty much missing out. His name is Dave Strider and he is basically the best friend I have ever had. Normally I would spend this message explaining to you what a huge smelly butt he is and how he's a giant nerd who used to send me walls of nerdy raps in instant messages when I dared to be gone from the computer for longer than ten minutes.

Nah. I mean, all of that is still true, but just like he's a big nerd, I'm also a big nerd, and I really couldn't ask for a better friend. See, we met like....six? Seven? Years ago on the internet. Which I guess to most everyone else sounds really weird, especially since a lot of people here don't really use computers? But in our case, in mine, I guess, it really wouldn't have made a difference. I had plenty of really good online friends that got me better than anyone I could have gone to school with back home. [There's a fond look, also because he's remembering more than just Dave, right then.]

And then of course he turns out to be a demigod! Seriously, what the fuck was up with that? I almost flipped out.

Anyway, I'm starting to lose the purpose of this IM and I think I went over five seconds. In conclusion: Dave is great, and I am glad for so many reasons that I'm here, and getting to chill out with him in person is one of them.

It's also his birthday today, so you should go make fun of him for getting old.

[OOc: I'm done clogging your game up with John's face I promise.]

deathdiduspart

[Nico looks broody, which is never usually a good thing. It's December, though, and he doesn't have very good memories of this particular month. Honestly, he used to be okay with it! And then...things happened. Not so good things that led him to pretty much hate it.

That's not the point of this IM, though.]

Sometimes, I don't think you guys really understand how long a grudge can last, especially among the gods. I thought it would be best if I gave an example to banish that kind of disillusionment.

[His eyes and expression are unreadable.]

My father, Hades, once cursed the Oracle of Delphi in the early 1940's, sometime before the end of World War II. This was around the time when him, Poseidon, and Zeus swore on the River Styx to never have children again. For those who don't know the significance of this, swearing on the Styx is a binding oath. A mortal breaking such an oath will have a fate worse than death, but an immortal breaking the oath has a different consequence. Immortals go by different rules. If one breaks the oath, then it's their child who will suffer the consequences, ultimately making the god suffer as well.

[He shrugs.]

Zeus and Poseidon didn't keep their promise, since Percy and Thalia are here, now. [Nico's dark eyes glint dangerously. Any personal questions may or may not be answered, depending on the inquiry. Still, this needs an explanation, since he's not about to let people think his dad doesn't have a sense of honor, despite...well, a lot of things Hades has done. It doesn't make it any less difficult to talk about, though.] I...wasn't born of a broken promise. I was born before then. The only reason I'm not a 70-year-old man is because of the Lotus Hotel. It's a place where time doesn't work like it should. 70 years past by while it only felt like a month.

Anyway, that's not the point. The point is, the Oracle had been cursed because my father and his children would never have been accepted, especially at Camp Half-Blood. Not after the war. It's why we only just recently got Rachel as our Oracle. The curse was broken the moment Hades became accepted on Mount Olympus, and when his children had a cabin of their own.

[Nico sighs and rubs his face.]

Moral of the story is, the gods are just as bad at keeping grudges as people are. Watching the world burn and not caring because of hating someone so much....

[Is that a bitter expression? Maybe for just a moment. It soon changes into something like nervousness.]

That out of the way, I...well, I also wanted to say that the Winter Solstice is on the 21st, so...I was thinking maybe setting something up for people to light candles in honor of those we've...lost.

[Nico shifts, looking slightly uncomfortable. He knows that there aren't many people who aren't exactly cozy with the idea of ghosts and all, but...well.]

Usually, I'd stop by here and light one in an out of the way place, letting it burn through the night, but...well, if the rest of my cabin agrees, I'd like to light one there. But...well, with everything that's happened...I thought it might be appropriate if I asked the camp at large. It wouldn't be big or fancy or anything, and I wouldn't force anyone into it, but....

[Maybe this is a dumb idea to bring it up.]

Well, that's all I wanted to say.

[If anyone wants to find him, he'll be out in the woods. It's pretty much the only place in camp where there aren't a lot of people.]

impetueux

[Cosette is sitting on over-sized pink luggage outside the Apollo cabin, hair slightly mussed from the exertion of dragging it to the building. As she tries to catch her breath she smiles, head half-bowed.]

Hey Half Blood, long time no see. I'm sorry I'm so late; they tell you something will take a few weeks to process and it ends up taking months. But...[She takes a breath before looking up and outright beaming.] I'm officially Canadian; the paperwork is finally done. You have a two week grace period to make all the Canuck jokes you want before I come after you.

[She takes another deep breath before pushing a stray strand of hair out of her face.] By the way, if there is anyone out there who feels like helping me lug this thing into Apollo cabin I'd really appreciate it. I think I might have pulled a muscle dragging it here.

ospreyed

[Eponine had been making some ace decisions lately. Like, the best decisions ever. You really don't even need to ask about them, because they are probably the best decisions she could ever make.

Right now, she's continuing this list of really good decisions, and is making her way back into camp, bundled up in her grungy autumn's finest. So, really, leggings, a beanie, scuffed-up Chucks and a pull-over. As expected, a cigarette dangles from her dark fingernails, and a small backpack slung over her shoulder. It wasn't too hard to get off of camp grounds, when people were preoccupied, and you happened to be a damn fast runner. She knew it'd get harder, but for now, her runs to the closest little gas station were something of a life saver.

Just let everyone else think she had a never-ending stash of goods. And as for pot... Well, ask Tai about that.

Or don't. Please.

Still wearing Dave Strider's sunglasses, she kicks at a rock on the ground, slowly back to camp by way of the beach. If anyone asked, she'd just been for a run. Not too much of a lie, after all.]

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