name :: whitney marie jones
gender :: female
age :: seventeen
godly parent :: hecate
tagged :: no one
Whitney drifted back to the world, her eyes fluttering open, though still filled with sleep. She groaned and twisted to her left, blocking the light from reaching her. She pulled her purple blanket over her head and moaned. "Dark!" She moaned loudly, the lights in the cabin dimmed down to a faint glow. She pulled the blanket down to her shoulders and twisted onto her back again. Slowly sitting up, Whitney rubbed her eyes, yawned, and then sighed. Pushing her blankets out of her way, the dirty blonde walked over to her chest of drawers and pulled out her sleeveless Camp Half-blood shirt and a pair of small denim shorts. She stripped of her pajamas and then slid into her camp clothes. With a snap of her fingers, the lights returned to normal and Whitney reached for her combat boots. She laced them up then strolled out of the cabin, leaving her bed a mess. She'd braided her hair the night before and it held together preferably well. She combed her fingers through her bangs to flatten them and smiled, making her way towards the dining pavilion. "Good morning camp..."
name ;; avan jay porter
gender ;; female
age ;; eighteen
godly parent ;; zeus
tagged ;; no one
Avan jolted up right in bed. She gasped frantically, gripping the sides of her mattress for ground support. Slowly coming to her sense, she looked around her cabin and sighed. "He's on the move again." Avan muttered to herself and rolled her eyes. She slid out of bed and landed on her feet, much like a cat. She sighed and grabbed her change of clothes, scurrying to a small corner in the cabin where bunks almost completely met at the corners. She'd hung towels up in the holes of the bunks to create curtains. She lifted a towel and slid into her makeshift changing room. Setting her clothes down, Avan rid herself of her p.j.'s and pulled on her everyday outfit, camp shirt, small denim shorts, gray converse. She smiled and lifted the towel up again and exited the changing room. She brushed her hair and teeth in the bath houses then split her bleached blonde hair over her shoulders and tied them in twin tails. She made sure she had bangs on either side to help hide her face sometimes. Avan smiled and stretched upward towards the sky. She fastened her weaponry belt around her waist and nodded. "And we're off."
name :: dylan conner
gender :: male
age :: nineteen
godly parent :: athena
tagged :: felix
Dylan yawned, peeling the notepad from his face. Dang it, I feel asleep trying to figure out how to design a strategic battle plan! He though and rubbed his cheek. He sighed and stretched upward and then popped his neck. He pulled off his black t-shirt and pulled on a Camp Half-blood T. He'd fallen asleep in his jeans so he just raked a finger through his hair and brushed his teeth in the male bath house. Sighing, Dylan fastened his belt and strapped on his knives and sighed. He slid on a pair of aviators and walked out of the bath house towards the arena. He spotted Felix and smirked. "Yo, Lightning Boy, you eaten breakfast yet?" He called, quizzically raising a brow.
name ;; william max jason
gender ;; male
age ;; eighteen
godly parent ;; hypnos
tagged ;; no one
William twisted onto his right side, pressing himself against the wall of his cabin. He snored on, mumbling things about football, camp's climbing wall, chariot races, things like that. His eyes fluttered open for a moment, a yowl coming from the woods. "Stupid campers." He muttered, squeezing his pillow to his chest. He closed his eyes, and in record time started snoring once more.
[wasn't really sure what to post for him.]
