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 [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? 
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[After a rather bipolar winter, spring has finally arrived. The weather is warm, the sun is shining, and the flowers are blooming in full swing.

And the nymphs are all taking advantage of this.

Maria is walking through the strawberry fields, basket propped on one hip. She's beaming today, her dark hair pulled up in a messy bun. It's good to finally see the sun, and from the looks of it they're finally done with that snow. Which is good. She was so done with snow. 

Of course she's not the only one work in the fields. Come say hello to the nymphs campers~
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[ It's morning and Annabeth's been making certain preparations. She's been a quiet but active presence on camp, troubleshooting mostly since she returned from the quest to Chicago.

There's a lot to do. Percy's absence has put a dent in her plans and she knows that he is safe and his mother is well and recovering; she hates not being with him for an extended period of time.
]

I have a few points to address this morning. 

Firstly, Grover and I are going to visit Percy and his family this weekend if anyone has a message or something else to send him. I can personally deliver that for you. 

Second, if there's anything you need my help with, I am all yours for the entire day. I don't especially like leaving my cabin unattended but I can definitely trust that everyone will keep it together for two whole days.

I realize that since that series of interesting and often unfortunate events has thrown my previous plans off course and there are tons of loose ends that I'd like to return to. Since the barriers have been taken down, we've lost a good chunk of campers and I know that you're all missing someone. If there's anything I can do, just -- let me know.
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[Jehan is out in his garden today, weeding and planting and basically being a son of Demeter. Not his poisons today, thankfully, but his flowers. Daisies, roses, tulips--all the flowers.]

I'll be making flower crowns for May Day next week, if people are interested! I know it's not really a holiday but after this odd winter, I feel it would be appropriate to celebrate the spring in some way.

[He smiles and goes to cut the rainbow before making a soft "oh" sound and turning back to it, blushing]

Oh, and...Nico, I. I was wondering if you would like to go with me on a trip of sorts. To Venice! Marianne has gone to visit her girlfriend and she said that if I wanted to stop by now that I can she would treat me and a friend to dinner. So...yes. Do you want to go to Venice?
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[Tybalt, as usual, is serious]

A reminder to the rest of the camp that this Tuesday is the full moon as well as a lunar eclipse. I don't think I need to remind most of you but just in case--it is in your best interest to stay inside that night and to ignore any odd sounds you may hear, lest you do something you regret like attack another camper by mistake.

[Read: stay inside and if you sneak out for the love of Ra don't attack any of the werewolves because if you do Tybalt might tear you a new one.

When did the cat magician become so close to a pack of wolves?]


Related, if you see a tabby cat wandering around, please, do yourself a favor and assume it's capable of human intelligence so you don't look like an idiot when it turns out to be me. I won't be responsible for whatever happens to the next person to try "here kitty kitty".

im

Apr. 10th, 2014 01:57 pm
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[Steve is currently in Cabin Six, books and papers and piles of art supplies scattered across one of the tables in the workshop. There might be a few half-finished comics shoved around here and there, but right now his attention's on the IM. There is a list in his hand, part of it's covered, but those who look quickly enough might be able to see:

- Star Wars/Trek, what's the difference?
- Doctor Which Who
- Pepsi
- Thai food
- Facebook??
- The Beatles

Anyway. He clears his throat and gestures towards the list.]


As helpful as the library is, I think maybe some answers from actual people might be more. Does anyone wanna help explain these? Books aren't --really helpful when it comes to, um, apparent TV shows. Kind of dry. So, um, I'd appreciate it.
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[personal profile] willyouwalk
[After the questors return, Tybalt feels obliged to send out an IM on something very important]

It occurs to me that neither Sadie, Feuilly, nor myself have taught the camp how to break a magician's shapeshifting curse.

[Poor Nico]

It's really quite simple, though it can be difficult to actually do, as Sadie will tell you. If you find yourself cursed into a form not your own, simply focus on who and what makes you who you are. Family, names, memories, whatever works. Try to do it quickly, though, or you may wind up stuck until a stronger magician can free you. The longer you spend in an animal's shape, the more you think like them.

log 01 | IM

Mar. 9th, 2014 10:05 am
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[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.
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[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.
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[personal profile] anythingwithstrings
*Maya, after her brief chat with her least favorite Frenchman, is in her cabin throwing sharp objects at a wall. Fortunately they objects are darts, and the wall is protected by her dart board. Something of a 'gag gift' her sister sent her for Christmas, the whole child of the god of accurate projectiles thing. Also that before she was claimed Maya's primary source of funds in middle school was hustling high schoolers at darts. She needed to vent some steam, and doing something she was already good at helped. She thought about music, but then figured if Eponine had issues with the 'noise' Maya would kill her and get turned into a Dolphin for it... and be okay with that result.*

*Approach with caution, Maya is in a very dark mood. Which makes the fact that every time she throws a dart sunlight bursts from her hand ironic. But someone should probably talk her down from this mood before the feelings fester too much.*
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[This comes on Thursday morning. Jehan starts the IM and is, for once, very serious]

I don't really feel this is necessary of me but...I also feel that there are some campers here who will feel comforted if I do this.

[Nico.]

So I am reminding the camp at large that bullying or hating someone because of who or what they are is not allowed within camp boundaries. This includes bringing up painful parts of someone's history with the intent to hurt them.

[Margot. Eponine.]

You don't have to like everyone, but this is supposed to be a safe place! Let's try to keep it that way, okay? We don't want to run someone off only for them to end up dead.

IM

Mar. 5th, 2014 11:50 pm
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[personal profile] godscrapers
[Sadie, if anyone cared to notice, has been insanely busy lately and almost always on an IM or with a bowl of oil scrying. If asked, she said she’ll explain later.

Turns out she doesn’t have to. Late Wednesday an IM starts, broadcasted to the whole camp.

Camp, meet Sadie’s brother Carter Kane, Pharaoh and Eye of Horus. He doesn’t have all the regalia right now, just his crook and flail nearby.

To someone off screen:]


And Sadie said I just...talk?

[Amos’s voice:]

Yes.

[Carter’s face makes it very clear that he serious doubts his sister but whatever. He clears his throat before speaking again, this time much more officially.]

Hello, Camp Half-Blood. I am Carter Kane, Pharaoh of the House of Life and Eye of Horus. I’m pretty sure you all know my sister, Sadie. Let me just say--I’m sorry.

[From the Hecate cabin, you can hear Sadie go “CARTER”. Carter just presses on]

But that isn’t why I’ve sent you this, uh, Iris Message. I understand that the leaders of New Rome are in your camp and I need to speak with them about a small problem we’re having in Egypt with some of their...with some of their dead. If something’s happened and the praetors aren’t there, then I need to speak with whoever’s in charge of New Rome in their stead.

[[This is the start of a plot! Also please note that just because we're NPCing Carter for this, it doesn't mean he's no longer appable! He's basically like Rachel Dare--very much an appable character that we'd kill for but one that we need to NPC for this.]]
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[There’s a friendly satyr greeting you via rainbows today. Tai’s grinning, his baseball cap backwards and a ball being tossed from hand to hand.]

Okay, so first things first. Yeah these barriers stink, but they aren’t permanent. It’s one of those necessary evils, and an example of people who are older calling rank and doing so without permission for safety reasons. [To this he makes a face.] So. Very, very lame. However!

[He pauses though, grinning as he speaks the next few words very slowly, punctuating each syllable.]

They. Are. Not. Permanent.

Yeah, they’ll be coming down. I’ve been trying to wheedle how long they’ll be up from Mr. D but he threatened to turn me into a bug if I kept annoying him… So I’m going to give it a day before I resume. I’ll keep you all updated with that. But my theory? Give it a few more weeks.

[Getting that out of the way.]

But, once these super barriers are down? You guys are able to leave camp. I mean you were before but I guess no one was ever clear on that. Of course! There’s a catch. [He holds up the hand holding the ball in a ‘halt’ manner.] You guys can’t leave without a chaperon in the form of a satyr.

I know, I knooooow, that’s lame. But safety and numbers and all that. And if Percy Jackson, whoever is Odin here I’m sorry I don’t know your name yet, the Roman praetors and Egyptians have to have chaperons so do the rest of you guys. Don’t worry, most of us satyrs won’t crowd you unless you’re below the age of sixteen or prone to getting yourself into all sorts of trouble.

Aka Percy, we’re gonna be watching you like hawks.
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[Why is Dave Strider sitting on the steps of the Hermes cabin in the rain, do we ask?

There are a number of reasons, though the only one he'd admit to the casual passer by was that he was ironically employing the use of pathetic fallacy to convey an emotional state that his vocabulary was unsuited for.

But he's still sitting outside in the rain, and no one in the camp is really unperceptive enough to fall for his bullshitting.

Even if he'd like to think that most of them are.
]
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[So it's time to come clean about this. Have a Percy sitting on the steps of Poseidon cabin, looking mildly uncomfortable. He never wanted to talk about this, but the cat's out of the bag now get back in there, Tybalt.]

So I've, uh, I've got something to say. Some people saw me fighting the wolves last month, and they probably saw that one of them, uh... bit me on the arm.

[Oh hi now he looks even more uncomfortable.]

Only it didn't bite me, 'cause its teeth broke. And I didn't turn or get infected or whatever you want to call it. I can't get bitten or whatever, because before the war with Kronos I went and got turned invulnerable so I could fight him, and it hasn't gone away. Soooooo... yeah. I pretty much can't get hurt anymore.

[But boy does it make him eat and sleep a lot when he does have to fight. And no, he's not going to tell anyone how he did it, though people familiar with Greek myth may possibly be able to figure it out on their own. He'd appreciate those few people who know not saying how, either.]

So if it looks like I'm doing something stupid? I'll probably be okay, so don't worry about me.

[There's a casual little salute at the rainbow before he waves his hand through it to dissolve it.]
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[It's the arts and crafts building! You might think it odd that someone is over here, but a girl has to occupy her mind with SOMETHING.

Yang beams at the rainbow.
]

Hey! I'm looking for Nico. I never know where to find you dude. Anyway, you remember how awhile back you were showing off Small Nico and I offered to make that collar for you?

[Yeah, she's not even sure if the little death kid is watching this, but she continues as if he is. She produces what at first might be mistaken for a bracelet. It's black and has little spikes around it, there is also a little skeleton fish bone charm hanging from the center.]

I finally finished it. I can switch out the charm though...wasn't sure if you'd want a bell or his name on it or something. Isn't it cute?~

[She lowers the collar and continues grinning.]

Just let me know if you're going to stop by here or if you want me to swing by your cabin. I'm good for whatever. Plus, I want to make sure Small Nico will fit it.
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[Jehan is smiling softly when the IM starts]

Ah, I know that the theft is on everyone's mind but until Chiron and Mr. D can find the thieves, I'm not sure worrying about it will do anyone any good. So, Peeta and I--mostly Peeta--thought that maybe the Demeter cabin should run a sort of Valentine's café in the Big House next Friday, as a sort of distraction and a place for people to take their sweethearts since...camp doesn't really have a lot of places like that.

[Eh heh]

Would people be interested in this?
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[ This is the last person you want to see right now but she knows she has to say something soon publicly, as much as she had apologized to Chiron and Mr. D for the mess she added to.

I'm sincerely sorry to everyone. You've all seen the announcement and I'm sure you all know who I am at this point and I know many of you will have angry words for me as soon as I finish this message. If that's the case then, um, I'd like to hear whatever you have to say in person. Of course, my preferences shouldn't change however you want to yell at me.

I'm no longer welcome in my first cabin and I know unclaimed demigods are meant to go to Hermes but I don't want to be where I'm unwanted. If I'm to stay here, I'd like to know if there's another place I can sleep.

[ Allison is still in the Big House having camped out in the infirmary and staying out of Artemis cabin for as long as she can. But she's a big girl. She can take care of herself, cabin or not.

I want to tell you all, especially the people I trained with or asked for supplies from - mostly Liz, Jehan, and Leo - that I had the best intentions to protect the camp when I spoke with all of you prior to the attacks.

[ Okay, Allison, you can do this. It's not right to keep this bottle up for so long. And don't cry. ]

I - I don't know what happened, maybe it's just being here with the other Norse kids, but I woke up last week feeling so ... angry about my mom dying over the summer. She was killed by wolves - we come from a family of wolf hunters. I was angry and frustrated that I wasn't able to do anything back then because I'd been kidnapped by the Red Room, and suddenly I'm having all these dreams about Skadi, and it feels like my family is falling apart without me somehow and I thought --

[ She shuts her eyes tightly for a moment. ] I don't know what I thought. I won't be making excuses because I know I'm in the wrong and I'm sorry to everyone, especially the people who tried to talk me down. I wanted the other hunters to get everyone out of the way so we could get to the wolves, but too many of them acted violently against anyone who wasn't mortal and they'll be punished accordingly.

So... thank you for listening.
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[So, here's a familiar Aphrodite kid sitting outside his cabin...]

Hey, so... I know there's a lot on our minds and all... And I don't want to make it worse or anything? But the biggest way I know how to help is by distraction?

So... while we're all freaking out over the followers of Lyacon and everything, I want to offer one less thing for you to freak out over. If you need help wooing someone for Valentine's Day, I'm offering my help with that... Flower delivery and I'll even read your love letters to them.

[And, he promises NOT to flirt with your crush! Look at how sweet a deal you're getting!]
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[There are one of two places that are a sure fire way to catch Dave today.

The morning finds him in the armory, distractedly picking up weapons and putting them back just as quickly. Occasionally he might weight a sword in his hand or linger on one weapon longer than another but he seems conflicted. Or maybe he's not in here because of the weapons at all.

Later on in the day he's in the arts and crafts cabin. Janus isn't what you'd call a 'creative' god (really he's more of an asshole if you've ever had the opportunity to meet him), but Dave is creative enough on his own and is taking some down time to draw some ironic and disturbing comics.

Every now and then he'll look up at the door as if he's expecting someone, darting his attention away if someone happens to walk in.
]

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