Introduction
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Growing up, your lifestyle was... rough at best. Your homelife was strange, unlike anything your friends and peers ever experienced. Your mom, or perhaps your dad, was the only parent in your life. The only stable adult figure who, you knew, loved you more than anything. They put up with your odd tendencies, they protected you from harsh realities as much as they possibly could, and tried their hardest to make you happy. They did the little things that no one else quite caught, the things that were guaranteed to make you smile. They were the best parent you could have ever had, hoped for, or even dreamed of. However, something wasn't quite right about the conversations you had about school or work or your friends. Perhaps it was a sense of depression. You could never quite live up to your parent's expectations. Maybe, instead, it was admiration. You loved your parent more than anything, and were always trying your hardest to make them proud, only to, more often than not, just barely fall short of the mark. Or, maybe, it was anger. How dare your other parent leave you and your single mom or single dad? How dare they make you live this life without them? Either way, this thought pervaded your mind, and consumed all others. Something was different with you and your family. You just weren't sure what. Either way, you were... different. Just different.
You liked to do different things than kids your age. You struggled to read English through dislexic eyes that were hellbent on frustrating you to no end. You could never sit still. Your mind was always somewhere else, doing something else, and not at all focused on what was right in front of you, much to the frustration of your parents and teachers. You moved frequently from place to place, never settling down for long. You were always getting shunted around from school to school, never making any lasting friendships, and struggling to fit in.
To top it all off, at some point, perhaps around your thirteenth birthday, you received an odd letter in the mail. The letter was enclosed in a thick, brown envelope, and stamped with a wax seal, like you'd see in the movies. It came from some weird address out on the east coast, down by the Carolinas. It's ink was an odd shade of purple, but you could only tell by shifting the envelope under the light. Otherwise, the ink was so dark, it seemed black. It was written in a scrawling cursive script, that only made it harder to read, after all, dislexic eyes aren't exactly the best at reading much of anything. When you open the letter, some weird piece of cloth falls out. It's a deep crimson red, but it's strangely lightweight, as If it weighed almost nothing at all. Not paying it too much attention, you open the letter, folded neatly into threes, and begin reading:
It's ok. We know.
We know about the struggles you and your single parent are having. Mom or dad not the only one in your life? Perhaps you've got a step parent, or maybe your caretaker is seeing someone who isn't related to you. Good for you, your homelife is mostly stable. Trust us, there could be worse things. Before you freak out and stop reading, just relax. You need to finish this letter. We know it sounds stupid, or clichéd, but the world's at stake here. Keep reading.
We know you get moved around from different schools often due to, "Attitude Problems" or, "Difficulty Adjusting." You struggle to concentrate on any one thing at at time, you're probably dislexic, you're antsy or jittery, perhaps you're having difficulties in your studies as well. Are we hitting a little too close to home? Fear not, no one's planning on harming you. While we know a lot about you, it's out business to know, after all, you're special. Let's stop the mindless chatter, shall we? Truth is, you know. You know you're different from other kids. You're faster, stronger, maybe you're even beginning to showcase stranger talents. Perhaps you can manipulate water? You can read ancient Greek? You're one heck of a strategist, or you're a fantastic orator or debater. Maybe all, maybe none of these things are true, but rest assured, something's not all right with the world, is it?
You've seen people following you, watching you. Those are most likely our scouts. People protecting you from the shadows. Watching and waiting for a sign that you truly are who we think you are. Or, worse yet, maybe someone you know isn't what they appear to be. Perhaps, every so often, their face contorts into something you'd only see in your worst nightmares. Don't worry, you're not crazy. What you're seeing is the Mist, a force that bends reality, so as to hide the ugly truth away from the unwitting masses of mortals. However, if the latter is true, you are in grave danger. Now, finally, we arrive at the truth. You are a halfblood. The parent you never knew, is most likely a deity. A God or Titan, who fell in love with your other parent and had you.
You are welcomed here, Halfblood. You are receiving this letter for two reasons. The first is to invite you to formally attend Camp Fullblood for as long as you and your parents feel comfortable. If you only wish to stay during the summer, or if you'd like to stay at camp year round, we understand, and are more than willing to fill your needs. We have qualified year-round, and summer staff, who have the knowledge and experience you need to truly come into your own, and mature as a Halfblood. The second reason is, your specific talents are required here, at Camp Fullblood. This Camp will be the first of it's kind. The first to combine children of both Titanic and Godly origins in order to make peace amonst our brethren, and bring age old grudges to an end.
Now that you know, you need to talk with your parents. Show this letter to them, once they see the flag, which we've enclosed, they'll know what's happened. If you need our help, fly this flag in any of your windows, make sure it can be seen clearly. Our scouts, the satyrs, will find you as soon as they can. Watch yourself Halfblood, know that you know what you are, you'll begin to attract unwanted attention. If at all possible, you'll need to get to Camp Fullblood as soon as you can. The address, as well as directions from your home, are listed below. Be careful and burn this letter once you and your parent have made a course of action.
Yours,
We know about the struggles you and your single parent are having. Mom or dad not the only one in your life? Perhaps you've got a step parent, or maybe your caretaker is seeing someone who isn't related to you. Good for you, your homelife is mostly stable. Trust us, there could be worse things. Before you freak out and stop reading, just relax. You need to finish this letter. We know it sounds stupid, or clichéd, but the world's at stake here. Keep reading.
We know you get moved around from different schools often due to, "Attitude Problems" or, "Difficulty Adjusting." You struggle to concentrate on any one thing at at time, you're probably dislexic, you're antsy or jittery, perhaps you're having difficulties in your studies as well. Are we hitting a little too close to home? Fear not, no one's planning on harming you. While we know a lot about you, it's out business to know, after all, you're special. Let's stop the mindless chatter, shall we? Truth is, you know. You know you're different from other kids. You're faster, stronger, maybe you're even beginning to showcase stranger talents. Perhaps you can manipulate water? You can read ancient Greek? You're one heck of a strategist, or you're a fantastic orator or debater. Maybe all, maybe none of these things are true, but rest assured, something's not all right with the world, is it?
You've seen people following you, watching you. Those are most likely our scouts. People protecting you from the shadows. Watching and waiting for a sign that you truly are who we think you are. Or, worse yet, maybe someone you know isn't what they appear to be. Perhaps, every so often, their face contorts into something you'd only see in your worst nightmares. Don't worry, you're not crazy. What you're seeing is the Mist, a force that bends reality, so as to hide the ugly truth away from the unwitting masses of mortals. However, if the latter is true, you are in grave danger. Now, finally, we arrive at the truth. You are a halfblood. The parent you never knew, is most likely a deity. A God or Titan, who fell in love with your other parent and had you.
You are welcomed here, Halfblood. You are receiving this letter for two reasons. The first is to invite you to formally attend Camp Fullblood for as long as you and your parents feel comfortable. If you only wish to stay during the summer, or if you'd like to stay at camp year round, we understand, and are more than willing to fill your needs. We have qualified year-round, and summer staff, who have the knowledge and experience you need to truly come into your own, and mature as a Halfblood. The second reason is, your specific talents are required here, at Camp Fullblood. This Camp will be the first of it's kind. The first to combine children of both Titanic and Godly origins in order to make peace amonst our brethren, and bring age old grudges to an end.
Now that you know, you need to talk with your parents. Show this letter to them, once they see the flag, which we've enclosed, they'll know what's happened. If you need our help, fly this flag in any of your windows, make sure it can be seen clearly. Our scouts, the satyrs, will find you as soon as they can. Watch yourself Halfblood, know that you know what you are, you'll begin to attract unwanted attention. If at all possible, you'll need to get to Camp Fullblood as soon as you can. The address, as well as directions from your home, are listed below. Be careful and burn this letter once you and your parent have made a course of action.
Yours,
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You were shocked. Your missing parent was... is, a Greek deity? In a hurry, confused, and maybe even a little dizzy, you rush to your parent, presenting them the letter and flag. A look of horror dawns on their face, perhaps they fell over, or had to sit down. However, one thing is true of all cases: slowly at first, your parent tells you the truth. They described how wonderful your other parent was, the reasons that they loved them, and fell in love with them. The described a time, before you were born, of utter bliss. There was nothing but love between them, and they were happy. Next, naturally, came you. While your mortal parent was elated, your divine parent was worried. For you came along with a warning from your divine parent. As a child of both worlds, you won't be safe forever. As you grow and become more powerful, monsters and other terrors will hunt you down, driven with ravenous hunger towards the smell of a halfblood. Taking the flag from you, your parent turns the soft fabric over in their hands. There is a silence. It seems to stretch for eternity before your mortal parent shapes two words with their mouth: "You're going."
So, the truth revealed, you make plans with your parent. Plans to send you to camp immediately that summer. While school is in session, the smell of other children will disguise you, and you have the Camp's scouts to protect you, but come summer time, you'll make your way to camp. After all, you're needed. The flag is flown in a window of yours. It's golden symbol of a lightning bolt crossed with a hand sickle is embossed on a field of red. The mark of a Halfblood, bound for camp Fullblood. Though the flag carries no magic on its own, the sign is seen by the satyr assigned to you. Perhaps they make contact, perhaps they don't. Ether way, when the school year finally ends you're off to camp for the summer.
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So! Welcome to Camp Fullblood, the newest camp for halfbloods, sons and daughters of the deities of old. Perhaps you know your parent, perhaps you don't, but either way, you're in for one hell of a summer. The teachers of old have been resurrected, and put on duty for your benefit. Amphytriton, Castor, Autolycus, Eurytus, and Eumolpus have all answered the call to train halfbloods who come to camp, be they children of Titans or Gods. While at camp, you will learn all of the basics, arts and crafts, swordsmanship, chariot racing, military tactics, singing and dancing, cooking, orienteering, survival skills, and so much more. Camp starts early everyday at 8:00 in the morning, where you will be placed, according to your parent, in hour long classes that will supplement your strengths, and cover your weaknesses. After lunch you'll have free time to pursue any practice you like until dinner. Campers who are caught in unsupervised/suspicious activities will be punished according to the severity of their actions. Afterwards, there will be some form of all camp game, be it capture the flag, chariot racing, team relays, decathlon, or what have you, followed by a closing campfire and bedtime. Campers caught out of bed, or sneaking off into other cabins after lights out will be punished according to the severity of their actions. However, sneaking off and getting into trouble hardly sounds anywhere near as relaxing with your cabin mates, sharing stories about your day, and winding down in preparation for tomorrow's jam-packed schedule. Not only will you spend your summer making lasting friendships, but you can learn valuable skills and life lessons to protect yourself outside of camp.
However, beneath all the camp games, silly songs, and activities, something is wrong. Monsters are becoming more bold, attacking the Camp borders in broad daylight. The Camp's patrols write the attacks off as stupidity or savagery. You know better. Monsters never move with that much coordination, that much restraint. Something is making those monsters dance in the palm of its hand. Whatever that thing is, it can't be good for you and the others at camp. A foul wind blows from the west, sending the strange scents of terrible monsters of the deep to the ready noses of the Camp's satyrs, bringing news of ancient threats whose names are all but forgotten. Terrible storms ravage the coast, making their way inland, a sign of a disturbed sea and terrified winds. Even the old Oracle, sitting high up in the attic of the main office has been seen rocking to and fro. Campers who are sent to see Amphytriton seldom catch scraps of what sounds like prophecy. Dark warnings of wicked intent that carry the name Ouranos. The same rumors whisper of an imminent Gigantomanchy, with you and your new friends caught smack in the middle of it all. If the rumors are true, fate is slowly spelling out a plot to destroy the world, taking out the Gods, the Titans, and all of humanity as we know it with one fell swoop. Can these new allies put aside their old rivalries and band together to save the world?
NOTE: I AM NO LONGER ACCEPTING CHARATCTERS. I AM VERY SORRY FOR ANY INCONVENIENCE.
Characters | Players:
Yvonne Sams | Daughter of Ares | Played by FuyuHana
Wallace Jennings | Son of Selene | Played by XShishioX
Lucas O'Connell | Son of Poseidon | Played by Soki
Alexandra Lopez | Daughter of Hermes | Played by jackrules158
Mirajane Stanhope | Daughter of Aphrodite | Played by Arabella13
Westley Berdon | Son of Hades | Played by Aftershock
Phoenix Akari | Daughter of Hyperion | Reserved by Purpl3_Flam3s
Minna Dietrich | Daughter of Mnemosyne | Played by Elyson
Halfblood 9 | Son of Prometheus | Played by Buddywazzizname
Kurai Tenma | Son of Kronos | Played by Miss_Dreamer
Character Skelly:
Yvonne Sams | Daughter of Ares | Played by FuyuHana
Wallace Jennings | Son of Selene | Played by XShishioX
Lucas O'Connell | Son of Poseidon | Played by Soki
Alexandra Lopez | Daughter of Hermes | Played by jackrules158
Mirajane Stanhope | Daughter of Aphrodite | Played by Arabella13
Westley Berdon | Son of Hades | Played by Aftershock
Phoenix Akari | Daughter of Hyperion | Reserved by Purpl3_Flam3s
Minna Dietrich | Daughter of Mnemosyne | Played by Elyson
Halfblood 9 | Son of Prometheus | Played by Buddywazzizname
Kurai Tenma | Son of Kronos | Played by Miss_Dreamer
Character Skelly:
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*Many thanks, much love, and the BIGGEST of shout-outs to Ms. FuyuHana, who's basically done my job for me. Without her support, enthusiasm, and sheer awesomeness, this Roleplay, as you see it, would not exist.
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Ten watched Phoenix throw away the food and he followed in suit. It was a waste of food and money, but he would pretty much do anything for her. Which is strange. She was the sister that he never had the pleasure of having. Of course he would never say this to her or anyone. She just knows. As they walked Ten was just becoming more bored. They were running out of things to do and the food made everything seem ten times worse than it already was. He just sighed and looked at his friend. "What do you want to do?" he asked her.
Giving her the choice saved him the suffering of having to pick between dumb things he was never interested in. Hopefully Phoenix considers his feelings where choosing something to do, but he would do it anyway. He is just that kind of person. But he prays on every god that it doesn't involve socializing with others. That run in with Alex has put him off of trying to mingle without people.
Giving her the choice saved him the suffering of having to pick between dumb things he was never interested in. Hopefully Phoenix considers his feelings where choosing something to do, but he would do it anyway. He is just that kind of person. But he prays on every god that it doesn't involve socializing with others. That run in with Alex has put him off of trying to mingle without people.
Phoenix was actually very disappointed. The games weren't bad but the food just lowered her expectations. By like millions. She took the bunny from Ten and snuggled it to herself almost for comfort as she remembered the taste of the food she had once eaten not to long ago. "Ten, next time we make our own food okay." Phoenix didn't expect a reply knowing that she most likely wasn't going to get one. That's just how they work. I'm pretty sure she already explained that concept. "What do you want to do?" Phoenix shrugged. "Does burning all the food stands down count as 'something to do'?" See only two people know of her...unnerving side. The head Amphytriton and Ten, and maybe other staff members Amphytriton may have told. Phoenix looked up at Ten looking for his reaction. He usually never had a reaction but it didn't hurt to try and look for one.
Phoenix sighed heavily. "You don't have to worry, I already went crazy today you don't have to take me back to my cabin." She reassured Ten because sometimes he does do that. That's what friends do for each other. They help one another. "Just forget what I said. How about playing another game. Or we can go by the forest or the lake. Choose." She smirked knowing that he didn't like decisions or choosing something of that matter. "I'll make it easier, I hate the games here so you now have 2 options, choose wisely my young grasshopper." Let's get something straight, Phoenix is nothing like Ten. He actually more control over his abilities than Phoenix. But that doesn't mean he can control, just more control. She envies that about him really. Though she never voiced her thoughts on the subject.
"Does burning all the food stands down count as 'something to do'?" That forced Ten to give a small smile. That was typical Phoenix. Of course if she did do that he would have to send her back to cabin. The last thing he needed was for her to get kicked out of the Camp for doing something like that. If she left then he would feel obligated to leave as well. There would be nothing here to keep him from going home. Except for Amphytriton, but it Kurai ran fast enough he would surpass him as well. "You don't have to worry, I already went crazy today you don't have to take me back to my cabin." Kurai raised an eyebrow at her. He was curious to what she did, but he didn't say anything. It wasn't his business. And it already happened.
"Just forget what I said. How about playing another game. Or we can go by the forest or the lake. Choose." Damn her! he cursed. She knew full and well Kurai doesn't like making decisions for anything or anyone. It freaks him out and he feels as though either decision ends badly. Why would she do that to him? "I'll make it easier, I hate the games here so you now have 2 options, choose wisely my young grasshopper. Kurai rolled his eyes. That didn't make it any better. It was as if she was teasing him. He had half a mind to strangle her, but kept his hands in his pocket. They balled into fist as he weighed out each option.
The forest was his go to place, but it was also going to be filled with other campers. Also it was still relatively close to the place they were trying to get away from. No difference would be made. He would still hear the others nearby. Laughing. Having 'fun'. The lake was another great option, but he didn't bring anything to swim with. His father needs a medium to communicate with Kurai. Water, fire, Dreams, anything. Kurai stopped walking and shut his eyes tight. The decision was going to be the death of him. Before he could change his mind he made a decision. "Forest."
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