Camp Half-Blood: Into the Storm - Closed!

[indigo']

Augusta Reynolds|17|she/her|Hades|the woods|tags:Aggy
Auggie blinked in surprise when the younger girl said her name, then nodded, realizing why she had been so confused by her own name. She laughed at the threat. “I’ll keep that in mind. Though I wouldn’t go trying to give me bruises unless you want some yourself.” She added with a menacing stare. “Now,” She said, stopping at the edge of the woods. “Are you ready for your challenge? You have to beat an older camper—me—in a race to the lake. You’re allowed to fight, if you can catch me,” She added with a smirk, a plan already forming in her brain. “But you’re not allowed to use your weapon. You have to leave it here.” She said, pointing to a stump where Aggy could place her cutlass. “Got it?”

Jamie Wallace|16|he/him|Iris|Dining pavillion|tags:Chuck
Jamie grimaced at the thought of a snowball fight with the Ares cabin, quickly agreeing that that would not be such a good idea. He nodded along to the satyrs musing, his gaze drifting to where the snow was starting to cover the ground. He rubbed his fingers absently along the beads of his necklace, perking back up at Chuck’s suggestion. “Dude, that would be awesome! I’m totally down to make some snow people.” He grinned. “I’d need to find something warmer to put on too.” he said, gesturing to his own t-shirt and jeans. “I’m not exactly dressed for this weather.”

[KestrelTheFirecat]

]Valkeri "Val" Stone|| apollo|| female|| 14 1/2| tags: Karter

Val nods and says "yeah, maybe its some sort of prank" sh thinks fr a second and says "wel the bairer lets in different elements with the season what if the barrier got mixed up?"

Laurel "Lu" Dane|| Zeus|| female|| 19|| tags: Juliet

Laurel frowns and says "its cool and all but it isnint natural" she looks out of the stable door and seeas snowflakes flying

Roxanne “rox” snow|| Hades|| female|| 16|| tags: Samuel

The tall daughter of hades looks around the pavilion and decides to walk over to Samuel and says “yo what’s up!” She waves. Shadow close at her heels yips and shakes her pelt out. Roxanne says “how ya doin?”

[senna_]

It's probably easier if I just post everyone in one so hopefully you guys can deal with this formatting (:

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age: seventeenxxgender: femalexxcamp years: fivexxgod: poseidonxxlocation: strawberry fieldsxxtags: hank

Kenna sniffed, for her nose had seemingly begun to pile up threats that if she didn't get warm anytime soon, it would run. Her legs were cold. Of course today she sided with a dress. It was hardly the Kenna Tate thing to do, and yet here she was. Tragic. She was more determined to focus on Hank, what he was saying, and what in the world was happening than the chilly temperature. Surely she'd find something to get herself worked up over sooner than later, and that would warm her up one way or another.

"I can help with the dry part," Kenna reassured Hank with a wary smile. She lifted one of her palms up towards the cloudy sky, tongue poking out of the corner of her lips as she mentally envisioned an umbrella. Soon enough, a ghostly one appeared before her, its handle touching her outstretched palm. Kenna often connected the umbrella her powers created to the clear ones she once found at the store, except it was completely weightless. In addition to that, even though it blocked out the rain- or in this case, the snow- from hitting her person, anyone other than Kenna who tried to swipe at it would go right through it. It was pretty incredible in Kenna's eyes.

She took Hank's arm with a thankful smile, siding close to him so her umbrella could cover his head, too. Although she knew he didn't like his height (surely he'd mentioned it before!), it was perfect for Kenna and her magical umbrella. "That's a great start. I'm sure a lot of people are headed there now, anyway."

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age: eighteenxxgender: malexxcamp years: sixxxgoddess: nemesisxxlocation: towards lunch tables xxtags/mentions: roxanne/augusta

Samuel focused on his breathing as he stepped away from Hunter, daring to escape his bombarding questions. It wasn't as though Sam had anything against Hunter, especially since he barely knew the guy, but he wasn't exactly willing to give a reason as to why he appeared so, quote, "moody." Or "down." That was his business. Maybe he was simply having an off day. Sam knew that if someone looked down, he knew better than to bug them. Especially if they weren't someone he knew. If they needed someone, they would find someone.

His eyes drifted upward and he caught sight of Auggie, one of the few people at Camp Half-Blood that he could willingly consider his friend. She was leading another girl into the woods. He watched with curiosity, but decided not to interfere. He had no part of that interaction, anyway.

His thirst for freedom and silence was soon drained by a chirpy voice to his right. Sighing heavily, Samuel halted, and turned towards the newcomer. In bounded Roxanne. Samuel wasn't friends with Roxanne. Again, he didn't dislike her, but he didn't really know her, and truth be told, had little desire at the moment to do such a thing. He decided to dismiss the blunt "yo" for now, deciding to play nice.

"Just... Trying to get lunch," he settled on, tone honest yet audibly bored.

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age: sixteenxxgender: femalexxcamp years: onexxgoddess: aphroditexxlocation: aphrodite's cabinxxtags: kade
Admittedly, Pippa hadn't ever really been a camp person, but something about the way this place carried a certain vibe told her it was going to be different than the typical ways of camp. For starters, no gross, reused clothing. Maybe there would be a little less of a strict schedule; Pippa wasn't too fond of the waking up at seven a.m rule. Sure, there would be more realistic, tougher forms of camp training, such as use of real weapons, as opposed to a flimsy, plastic bow-and-arrow or a fake rock-climbing wall, but maybe that would make things more eventful? As long as she didn't have to do it. Pippa wasn't exactly here to get an injury.

What exactly was she here for? She supposed regular schooling wouldn't teach her about her powers or whatnot, but were they something she'd really need in life? As much as Pippa was ready to laugh it off, the look on Kade's face upon mentioning the odd weather change was making her question herself. She didn't want to psych herself out quite yet, though. She wasn't ready to have to fear waking up in the morning for who knows what reason. For now, Pippa was ready to place herself back in her little fantasy world and appreciate the cabin she was assigned to.

As much as she disliked snow, it was a big magical in the moment. Extremely weird, once again, but pretty. It was a nice step forward into this new magical world. It was like Narnia, but she'd walked through a gate instead of a wardrobe. Hogwarts, minus the wands and brooms. Their own little Wonderland.

"Strange," she mused, but said nothing more. Instead, Pip collected her bags and headed inside of the cabin. Colours burst from all around her, but she was more focused on setting her bags back down before they tumbled out of her hands and onto the ground. She wasted little time, but only because she knew someone was outside. Although, for all she knew, he could have left. That didn't seem to be the case, for when Pippa peaked through the curtains, Kade was still standing there. Turning away from the window, Pippa quickly scoped out a large mirror that looked like something she'd find from The Little Mermaid, and checked over her appearance. She had a lot of new people to meet, after all. She ran a hand over her hair, then exited the cabin, hopping down the steps to return to Kade's level. "Do you guys have a schedule to follow, or do you kind of just do whatever?"

[KestrelTheFirecat]

]Valkeri "Val" Stone|| apollo|| female|| 14 1/2| tags: Karter

Val nods and says "yeah, maybe its some sort of prank" sh thinks fr a second and says "wel the bairer lets in different elements with the season what if the barrier got mixed up?"

Laurel "Lu" Dane|| Zeus|| female|| 19|| tags: Juliet

Laurel frowns and says "its cool and all but it isnint natural" she looks out of the stable door and seeas snowflakes flying

Roxanne “rox” snow|| Hades|| female|| 16|| tags: Samuel

Roxanne says “well some one seem in a bad mood today” she grabs a plate and starts to fill it

[Kveykva]

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【✦】| Athena Head Counselor | 15 | Male | Big House ➡ Dining Pavillion | Tags: Open
❝𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚜❞

Snow? In the summer? Camp Half-Blood may be in the northeast, but even still they didn't have mild summers. Not to this degree. Aiden had just finished his morning classes when the snow began to fall, fat flakes drifting lazily down from the overcast sky. "There's no way…" The rest of camp looked just as confused and concerned as he, and it was no surprise when the teen found himself whisked away to the Big House alongside the other head counselors. Skylar, Vincent, and Mirabelle: he knew these three counselors well, as all three had been at camp nearly as long. Of course, the centaur Chiron led the meeting, along with the honorary Mr. D. Given that Aiden spent the morning training some of the newer demigods as the summer crowd trickled in, he was out of the loop. All he knew about was the snow, so finding Ben, one of the Hephaestus campers, was certainly a surprise. Why is he here?

All prior thoughts were out the window when the prophecy was spoken.

The storm broken, ice has shattered
Venture north to summit battered
Few shall freeze among the clouds
Hearts to fall or heads unbowed
Walk the path of tattered youth
Look inside to find the truth
Unravel the hidden maze
Hero’s choice to thaw or raze

Aiden had been around the block a few times and was no stranger to more than a few prophecies, but this one felt different. Personal, sinister even.

Once Chiron mentioned a similar prophecy, it clicked. He remembered the event in question. How could he forget it? It was a standard game of Capture the Flag, just like any other. In fact, it had been one of the first games Aiden participated in. It tore a wound in Camp Half-Blood that never quite healed right, and Vivienne blamed everyone for it. Given that no one knew for sure who did it, it was hard to argue with her resentment. The meeting adjourned with closing statements of potentially canceling tonight's Capture the Flag (ironically) and the mention of prophetic dreams. Aiden neither had any kind of prophetic dream nor wanted to participate in any quest, dangerous or otherwise, and his infuriated stomach only accentuated his departure from the Big House. The air outside was frigid, cold enough to cause goosebumps to prickle all along his arms and legs. Of course, he had his own winter gear as a year-round camper, but he decided lunch would have its priority. He nodded to the other cabin heads. "I'm going to go ahead to the pavilion. See you guys later." Aiden left it at that, making his way through the rising snow.

[Galeslash7]

Skylar Kakitid, 16 years old, Female, Daughter of Hecate, 7 year camper, Location: Big House, Tags: Counselors, Open, Mentions: Mira, Ben

Skylar had been unusually quiet as she heard what Chiron said next. About dreams. She had been having dreams that could relate to the prophecy. Over the last week, she had seen the accident at THAT Capture the Flag over and over in her head. What if this is what it was about? She was one of the few campers who had been around then and knew exactly about this prophecy. How it was very similar to Viv-. No she was not going to think about that and how it had affected her. The memory of that day kept playing over and over again whenever she slept recently. Maybe she should tell Chiron about it. It might help whoever was going on the quest. She shyly walked over to where he was standing with a couple other counselors who were explaining their dreams. Mira, the Aphrodite counselor did look a little upset and Ben son of Hephaestus seemed to be comforting her. Hmm, she could ship that later. But she did not want to bother them right now.

"So, um Chiron." She turned to him as he had been standing there awkwardly. "I have been having some dreams lately about something like this. I keep seeing what happened that Capture the Flag over and over again. And I haven't thought about that for a couple years. Do you think I could somehow help whoever is going?" She took a glance at some other counselors, smiling reassuringly.

[OutFoxed]

Poppy ️✿ Rye
✾ 16, She/Her
✾ Demeter
✾ Stables
✾ @Ophelia
Maintaining complete and total unawareness of just about everything. Poppy kept on chittering to Ophelia. "Haha! Oh come on! I bet he's all warm and fuzzy underneath his manly exterior." She joked about the Apollo camper. They'd known each other for years and had a teasing relationship; Hank was so friendly and outgoing, which jived well with Poppy's spontaneous and somewhat chaotic nature - which has led to some crazy adventures (and maybe a few competitive camp games). With the barn filled with equines, and finished up with chores, Poppy had stopped feeling cold. It wasn't until she followed Aphrodite camper to the entrance doors, that she noticed the cold again. This time is was blustering, with delicate flakes of ice drifting in downward spirals. It might have looked pretty, and maybe on a chilly November afternoon it would have been a nice sight; but it was quite ominous since the day started out balmy and summery. A dip in the lake, sun soaked strawberries, and a campfire sing-along were all great summer camp activities; not hot cocoa, snow gear, and frostbite.
"Oh No! What about the Strawberries!" The fickle teenager suddenly exclaimed wide-eyed. But before she could get frenzied, she felt the comforting weight of her friend's arm and the suggestion to go to the Big House.
"Oh, yeah. You're right. I need my dad to send my clothes - I'm thinking about staying on for my gap year." Poppy said casually as they headed away from the stables.

Ben Asher
⚒ 18, He/Him
⚒ Hephaestus
⚒ Big House
⚒ @Mira
The pause in her speech was a little more telling than it might be to others - he felt her tense up for a moment, ready to continue a front. But in a moment and a breath, she spilled some of her true feelings. Ben was quiet and listened to her, not budging her when she hesitated and drifted off. It was one of those things he had learned in his years as a camper - taking on a quest or even coming home from a quest wasn't as easy as they say. A lot of emotional baggage came along with the responsibility of tackling the unknown, being another play-thing of the gods, and watching your friends and family get hurt, or worse.
With their closer proximity, Ben felt her relax a little, as his natural body heat took off the chilly bite, if only minutely (and only on one side). He gently bridged the gap, slipping his fingers over her forearm in a reassuring squeeze. He felt the plush of the cashmere against his rough fingertips. "You can talk to me about it," The Hephaestus camper said, trying to convey how much she wasn't alone in this. As campers, questers, and friends - she was not alone in this fight.

[senna_]

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age: seventeenxxgender: femalexxcamp years: fivexxgod: poseidonxxlocation: strawberry fieldsxxtags: hank

Kenna sniffed, for her nose had seemingly begun to pile up threats that if she didn't get warm anytime soon, it would run. Her legs were cold. Of course today she sided with a dress. It was hardly the Kenna Tate thing to do, and yet here she was. Tragic. She was more determined to focus on Hank, what he was saying, and what in the world was happening than the chilly temperature. Surely she'd find something to get herself worked up over sooner than later, and that would warm her up one way or another.

"I can help with the dry part," Kenna reassured Hank with a wary smile. She lifted one of her palms up towards the cloudy sky, tongue poking out of the corner of her lips as she mentally envisioned an umbrella. Soon enough, a ghostly one appeared before her, its handle touching her outstretched palm. Kenna often connected the umbrella her powers created to the clear ones she once found at the store, except it was completely weightless. In addition to that, even though it blocked out the rain- or in this case, the snow- from hitting her person, anyone other than Kenna who tried to swipe at it would go right through it. It was pretty incredible in Kenna's eyes.

She took Hank's arm with a thankful smile, siding close to him so her umbrella could cover his head, too. Although she knew he didn't like his height (surely he'd mentioned it before!), it was perfect for Kenna and her magical umbrella. "That's a great start. I'm sure a lot of people are headed there now, anyway."

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age: sixteenxxgender: femalexxcamp years: onexxgoddess: aphroditexxlocation: aphrodite's cabinxxtags: kade
Admittedly, Pippa hadn't ever really been a camp person, but something about the way this place carried a certain vibe told her it was going to be different than the typical ways of camp. For starters, no gross, reused clothing. Maybe there would be a little less of a strict schedule; Pippa wasn't too fond of the waking up at seven a.m rule. Sure, there would be more realistic, tougher forms of camp training, such as use of real weapons, as opposed to a flimsy, plastic bow-and-arrow or a fake rock-climbing wall, but maybe that would make things more eventful? As long as she didn't have to do it. Pippa wasn't exactly here to get an injury.

What exactly was she here for? She supposed regular schooling wouldn't teach her about her powers or whatnot, but were they something she'd really need in life? As much as Pippa was ready to laugh it off, the look on Kade's face upon mentioning the odd weather change was making her question herself. She didn't want to psych herself out quite yet, though. She wasn't ready to have to fear waking up in the morning for who knows what reason. For now, Pippa was ready to place herself back in her little fantasy world and appreciate the cabin she was assigned to.

As much as she disliked snow, it was a big magical in the moment. Extremely weird, once again, but pretty. It was a nice step forward into this new magical world. It was like Narnia, but she'd walked through a gate instead of a wardrobe. Hogwarts, minus the wands and brooms. Their own little Wonderland.

"Strange," she mused, but said nothing more. Instead, Pip collected her bags and headed inside of the cabin. Colours burst from all around her, but she was more focused on setting her bags back down before they tumbled out of her hands and onto the ground. She wasted little time, but only because she knew someone was outside. Although, for all she knew, he could have left. That didn't seem to be the case, for when Pippa peaked through the curtains, Kade was still standing there. Turning away from the window, Pippa quickly scoped out a large mirror that looked like something she'd find from The Little Mermaid, and checked over her appearance. She had a lot of new people to meet, after all. She ran a hand over her hair, then exited the cabin, hopping down the steps to return to Kade's level. "Do you guys have a schedule to follow, or do you kind of just do whatever?"

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age: eighteenxxgender: malexxcamp years: sixxxgoddess: nemesisxxlocation: towards lunch tables xxtags: roxanne

Samuel's head shot up and back, mimicking the actions of a startled equine. His lips were in a pondering pout, gaze staring coolly at Roxanne. That wasn't exactly the best thing to say, especially given the fact that it was she who approached him. She didn't expect him to be super cheery because she made an appearance, right? That wasn't how things worked. Years ago, Samuel would have snapped. His anger would have taken over, and he would have attacked. He was older now, more mature. His eyes did darken and his fingers tensed, but he did not lash out. Instead, he let a dry, sarcastic, "Fantastic observation, Roxanne Snow, thank you kindly," roll of his tongue. It lacked humour, but it wasn't a snap.

Shaking his head, Samuel came to a halt, deciding it was best to let the nosy girl go first. The snow was beginning to thicken, and his hunger increased, and everything was suddenly swirling. He glanced upwards, flinching a few times, for some of the snowflakes failed to latch onto his lashes and instead landed on his eye. Khione had the power of snow. The only memorable name behind hers was Vivienne. Was Vivienne behind her? Sam didn't know her too well, for her last year was Samuel's first, but she undeniably sparked interest. So why was this here? His eyes skimmed the crowds for any counselors, yet he failed to see a single one. He liked Mira the best out of them all, so he'd have to find her and ask. Surely she'd know a bit more about what was happening.

[WitchHazel]

|Mirabelle Everhart|17|She/Her|Aphrodite|Head Counselor|Location: Big House Porch |Tags: Ben|

Mirabelle hesitated, worrying her cheek between her teeth. Her blue-grey eyes, more grey than blue at the moment, flicked from Ben's hand around her arm back up to his comely face. The dream had scared her more than she'd have liked to admit. Particularly the part about being frozen and unable to move. If there was one thing Mirabelle despised above all others, it was the feeling of being helpless. Maybe talking about it will help, she tried to convince herself. She took a breath, expelling it in a short little puff of frosty air. "I - I saw a mountain," she started. "One I recognised in my dream, but awake..." She shook her head. "Everything soft of... fragmented. I remember the slopes, coated with ice and snow... and a violent blizzard swirling out from the peak." She shivered slightly, genuinely hoping it was due to the cold and not her frazzled nerves. "Another part I remember was Camp Half-Blood - completely enveloped in white; swallowed by a storm. I think I heard muffled sounds of battle through the snow, but... it's all a little hazy." Her lungs tightened in her chest. More of the pieces were starting to come into focus now, with slightly more clarity than she'd previously recalled. She took a deep breath to try to soothe her racing heart as she began to describe the last fragment of the dream. "The next thing I knew - I was frozen. I think. I couldn't move... everything was so cold... I think there was someone there with me, but I couldn't make out any features." There it was again - the complete feeling of utter helplessness and vulnerability. The emotion absolutely repulsed Mirabelle. In others, she saw nothing wrong with it, but in herself... Well, needless to say, she never wanted to be put in that position again. And yet, here she was, hoping desperately that the dream hadn't been a portent of things to come. Although she knew it was most likely in vain, she couldn't help but cling to the frantic notion that this could all just be a meaningless dream. Surely demigods didn't have prophetic dreams all the time... right?


|Juliet Pratten|16|She/Her|Hermes|Location: Stables|Tags: Lu |

"Well, duh," Juliet commented, cocking an eyebrow. "But that's not gonna stop me from enjoying it while I can." She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning against a stable door. "I wonder if the counselors will start replacing the summer activities on our schedules with winter ones," she mused. "Stuff like volleyball and river rafting are gonna be pretty difficult with everything all frozen over."


|Chuck Oakes|He/Him|Satyr|Location: Dining Pavilion|Tags: Jamie|

"Do you, like, have any winter clothes?" Chuck asked. "'Cause like, they usually have some stuff up at the Big House in like, a lost and found type thing." The satyr knew it was less of a lost and found and more of a collection area of belongings left behind by demigods who had moved on - either literally moved on, died, or were otherwise missing. Sure, it was a little morbid, but otherwise their belongings would have simply gone to waste. Better to recycle than toss out, Chuck reckoned.

[sunhorsestar]

Hunter Mayhem | Ares | Tagging: Samuel -> Open | Location: Camp


Hunter frowned to himself at the tone Samuel had spoken in. Make an observation, get accusatory glares for it. Got it. He did not express his own annoyance aloud though, only wordlessly stepped out of the way as Samuel excused himself. He’d never quite been sure if it was his own mannerisms, or he just found the wrong people, but so far he’d found a grand total of two people who could hold conversation with him, and one of them wasn’t even at camp. However, it was what it was. Why should he change himself for anyone else's sake?

"Well...good talk," he commented, but Samuel had already gone. With that out of the way, for better or for worse, Hunter headed for the dining hall to get away from the crowd of campers outside.


Kade Turner | Athena | Tagging: Pippa | Location: Camp


With Pippa moving inside to check out her new cabin, Kade lingered where he was a moment. He didn’t know if any of the other Aphrodite kids were in there to help her out, but until he had confirmation one way or another, it didn’t feel right to just leave her there. Then she had reappeared to ask a question.

"It really depends on the head counsellors. Sometimes we have a firmer set schedule, but most of the time, it’s just doing more or less whatever unless Chiron or Mr. D say anything."