ＲＯＹＡＬＳ ll No longer Accepting ll Open

[Icicle]

{ Um, could we please quit bickering and RP? Sorry, but some of us want to roleplay, not argue. Besides, canis is the owner, she can do whatever she pleases. It's her RP.

[jet pack blues]

lauren declan
17
daughter of artemis
talking to luke
curious
the dining hall

I frown and run back to Luke, grabbing his wrist without further ado. It would be cruel to just make him stand back. I sprint like crazy, basically dragging the boy behind me as I do so. As I near the building that I suspect to be the dining hall, I see the boy from earlier—Sam, I think it was—with another boy and a girl I hadn't seen before in class, or anywhere else for that matter. We finally make it inside the building, just as I feel the earth beneath me begin to shift. I'm taken by surprise, and stumble a little as I look around. It is set up almost like a resteraunt would be, which I found odd. I release my right grip from Luke's arms, my hands beginning to tremble now that they don't have anything to hold onto. I take the first seat I spot at an empty table and grip the sides of the chair I sit in. My face is a ghostly pale color and I look up at an older woman who looks rather flustered. I knit my eyebrows in confusion, wondering if she may have been the one to call us to the dining hall. I try to steady my fast breathing, but I'm worn out from the run. I instead give up and turn my full attention to the woman, wondering if she had anything to say to us. I flinch as she shouts to who I'm presuming is Sam and the other two that stand outside with him.

(I think that's a good idea c:)

[bee]

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⚔ ｓａｇｅ ⚔
son of iris

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troye gave his quirky half-smile as SJ looked at him. He reached out a hand, offering to help him up. "well, let's go get you one. Being pretty doesn't really help you in a fight." the Son of Iris teased, his warm brown eyes glancing over at the other campers as they rushed inside. "better go with 'em, or Dean will kill us before whatever's coming does." The rainbow colored sword glowed gently, which is what it did when danger was near.

[canis,]

The glowing of her eyes and necklace wasn't literal, just a way to describe that they were a bright blue. If you have a problem with the way I'm running the RP, then you don't have to be a part of it. Now, as people have already said, let's stop arguing and get back to the RP. }}

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Aquamarine

Female
18 years
Daughter of Poseidon
Single

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Aqua continued staring out of the window. Her silence was mostly due to the events in her past. She never did fit in. The kids at her school always singled her out for bullying. I don't want that to happen again. The truth was, Aqua could be very social and fun. But the past ruined her. As the door to the kitchen opened once more, Aquamarine turned her head away from the window, eyes landing on the Dean. She looked extremely pail, and her hands were shaking. This can't be good. The Dean was always a practical woman, and she remained calm in bad situations. So, to see her shaken up, meant nothing good was going on. "C-campers, p-please gather here," she said with a slight stutter. Aqua's calmness almost completely vanished now, as she walked over to the podium in the center of the Dining Hall, where the Dean stood. She tried to hang on the edges, though, so she didn't have to be anywhere near the others. What could have the Dean so shaken?

[Icicle]

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» words; 805
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» notes; gah. I had this all typed up, and then my computer went and it overheated.. ugh. Sorry. so anyway I redid it and now it's really longer than it originally was :p I hope it was worth the wait.. again, I'm really sorry I made you wait so long.. ;-; and, also, if the weapons Raven has aren't okay then I can edit them if needed.

Raven nodded and forced a smile back at the girl and her animal. "Oh...um..I-I'm sorry.." she murmured lowly, letting her turquoise gaze lift up to the darkened sky as more dark, stormy clouds seemed to cover what light there was, and the number of them seemed to be increasing by every second. As she said her idea and was responded with a 'Good idea!' from the girl she had just recently met, she felt her hand be grasped tightly as the girl began to ran off, back to the direction Raven had originally came from. "Um..!" Shock and very slight irritation flourished throughout her as she tried to match the other females' pace as she struggled not to get too angry at the other person and accidentally shock her for touching her without her consent. "Uh..Can you please let go of my hand..?" The black-haired girl asked quietly, trying her hardest not to sound rude as she slowly let go of the girls' hand. Her glance was soon moved to the animal in her newly acquaintance's arms as she heard the bob-tailed animal hiss at her she let a frown replace the slightly concerned look she had previously possessed. "I don't think he likes me," Raven added cautiously before moving her gaze ahead of her. "Look! The camp's straight ahead," she tried to force a smile -- which wasn't exactly all that forced, to be honest -- as she watched some campers make their way into the Dining Hall -- which seemed very far away at the moment, or maybe that was just her overreacting. As the pale-skinned female started to follow them, she began to wonder what -- or who -- was causing these storms. Her eyes widened as she heard a rather large wave hit against the edge of the cliff the camp was on and a sharp pang of fear slipped through her. Are the Gods fighting? The thought slipped through her mind, and almost instantly she came up with an answer, being surely if the Gods had been fighting they would've known? It surely would've been announced at camp, or someone would've figured out on their own, Raven assumed. Confusion began to mask over her as she slipped her hand in one of her pants pockets as she finally made it to the Dining Hall. She had slightly abandoned whoever the girl and her little bob-tailed animal was along the way, and she didn't really want to speak to anyone anyhow. A sigh managed to coax its' way out of her throat as she gripped tightly on the one of the two objects her father had actually managed to give her -- not that she disliked that fact, she loved her father very much and understood the fact he wouldn't be able to be near her all that often, due to him being one of the most powerful Gods very well -- a small stick-like figure, and when she said its name turned into a medium-length sword. She also has a chain bracelet which, when she activated it, turned into a replica of her father's shield, Aegis. She sighed and took the stick-like figure out of her pocket and whispered it's name very quietly. "Polos." As soon as she did so, a celestial bronze sword appeared from where the stick-like figure had originally been. Raven then began to walk silently into the Dining Hall, keeping her grip on Polos rather tight. The pale-faced female exhaled sharply as she saw the masses of people -- half-bloods.. people like her -- crowded in the Dining Hall and for a second fear erased everything that had previously been bothering her. Her long, black hair ran across her back as she made her way to a corner, trying her hardest to stay unnoticed. She really didn't feel like talking or being around anyone at the moment; she just wanted to be in her cabin, alone -- as usual -- and daydream about things. She withdrew her turquoise gaze from the ground and instead turned it up at the ceiling, trying her hardest to avoid any kind of contact with anyone, or anything, although she knew she had to, and even though she tried to pay attention to what was going on, but she couldn't quite concentrate with the loud noises outside of the waves and the clouds. Slight fear and adrenaline rushed through her as a thought crossed her mind, and instantly she wanted to forget it. Are we going to die? The thought whirled through her mind like a tornado, and she was unable to find an answer or try to reassure herself that they weren't. The female slowly let another sigh slip out of her larynx as she let herself sit down in the corner she was currently in.

{ Repost..

[♈Aries♈]

daughter of apollo.female.xox

As the Dean walks back in seeming frightened, I tense up for a moment. I begin to bite my nail like I do when I am nervous or confused, both of which I am now. I walk over to Aquamarine, hoping she has grasped the situation better than I have. "I'm sorry but, do you have any idea whats going on? It must sound stupid but I'm a bit confused about what everything means at the moment..." I say, my periwinkle blue eyes showing a mixture of fear and confusion.

[jet pack blues]

lauren declan
17
daughter of artemis
with everyone
curious
the dining hall

I watch as the lady walks back into the room, looking as though she's seen a ghost. I can feel all of the sense of security I once had just fall right out of my body as I watch her cross the room to stand at a podium. I glance over at Luke, wondering what his thoughts are. I can't tell. He's the only one I know so far, and even more than my own cousin. I let out a shaky breath as I feel myself rising from the chair. I don't want to do this. She's only got bad news to tell us; I just know. My legs begin walking slowly to the crowd where the other campers are beginning to gather. They feel like someone else has possession over them. Certainly not me. I want to go back to te jungle and find a safe place to hide from my fears. Not with a whole bunh of these other people. I find my way to the edge of the crowd, stopping at the premises of it. I still clutch my bow in one hand, and my knuckles have long since turned white. Do I look like a threat? I don't think so, considering a boy is holding a sword. I gently laugh at it, though, because instead of it being a masculine one, it glows a rainbow color. My laughter becomes hysterical, considering how scared I am. It's just natural that way. I stop after a few short bursts and move closer to the crowd. It will be all right, I tell myself, don't worry.

[Leviathan~]

((Okay then. Swag, I speak my mind, it's how I am. Everyone else, I don't know what gave you the impression that this was bickering. This was a warning. You've created an rp with a plot line that is IDENTICAL to a fandom with millions of people involved in it, as well as several rps already on this site, but you claim that it's completely unaffiliated. There's a lot of problems with that. 1. People can accuse you of copying the idea, concept, whatever, even if it doesn't make sense people will still do that. 2. People can join the rp with the impression that it follows the fandom's plotline, like I did. I mean there was almost 0 difference I'm serious. A secluded island, check, with a summer camp like thing, check, with demigod campers, check, with cabins for each god, check. 3. You're doing something the series has already done, attack of the titans and all. Call it what you will, I'm just letting you know now that this can result in backlash from ignorant fandom people. Just saying))

Sam...

Sam sighed and sat down against the doorway, now listening in to the wavering, quivering voice of the Dean. He tried to make sense of what was going on. Titans are coming, got it. Are they happy? No. Do they come in peace? Apparently not. The question lies in what they're after. If they wanted to just kill everyone here off they could've done it in a much more efficient manner. On the other hand, the question still remained as to how the Titans even got out of Tartarus in the first place. There's plenty to learn, he thought, and he only hoped the Dean would have at least a few of the answers.

[♈Aries♈]

((I'm sorry but GermanISElite, who died and made you king? Anyways, what place are you in to warn anyone. Please do not reply to this I simply wanted to tell you that your warning was not needed and I am sure that canis who actually owns the roleplay put those factors into account before she made a roleplay of this kind.

[val.]

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» words; 805
» muse; 82%
» tags; basically everyone?
» notes; gah. I had this all typed up, and then my computer went and it overheated.. ugh. Sorry. so anyway I redid it and now it's really longer than it originally was :p I hope it was worth the wait.. again, I'm really sorry I made you wait so long.. ;-; and, also, if the weapons Raven has aren't okay then I can edit them if needed.

Raven nodded and forced a smile back at the girl and her animal. "Oh...um..I-I'm sorry.." she murmured lowly, letting her turquoise gaze lift up to the darkened sky as more dark, stormy clouds seemed to cover what light there was, and the number of them seemed to be increasing by every second. As she said her idea and was responded with a 'Good idea!' from the girl she had just recently met, she felt her hand be grasped tightly as the girl began to ran off, back to the direction Raven had originally came from. "Um..!" Shock and very slight irritation flourished throughout her as she tried to match the other females' pace as she struggled not to get too angry at the other person and accidentally shock her for touching her without her consent. "Uh..Can you please let go of my hand..?" The black-haired girl asked quietly, trying her hardest not to sound rude as she slowly let go of the girls' hand. Her glance was soon moved to the animal in her newly acquaintance's arms as she heard the bob-tailed animal hiss at her she let a frown replace the slightly concerned look she had previously possessed. "I don't think he likes me," Raven added cautiously before moving her gaze ahead of her. "Look! The camp's straight ahead," she tried to force a smile -- which wasn't exactly all that forced, to be honest -- as she watched some campers make their way into the Dining Hall -- which seemed very far away at the moment, or maybe that was just her overreacting. As the pale-skinned female started to follow them, she began to wonder what -- or who -- was causing these storms. Her eyes widened as she heard a rather large wave hit against the edge of the cliff the camp was on and a sharp pang of fear slipped through her. Are the Gods fighting? The thought slipped through her mind, and almost instantly she came up with an answer, being surely if the Gods had been fighting they would've known? It surely would've been announced at camp, or someone would've figured out on their own, Raven assumed. Confusion began to mask over her as she slipped her hand in one of her pants pockets as she finally made it to the Dining Hall. She had slightly abandoned whoever the girl and her little bob-tailed animal was along the way, and she didn't really want to speak to anyone anyhow. A sigh managed to coax its' way out of her throat as she gripped tightly on the one of the two objects her father had actually managed to give her -- not that she disliked that fact, she loved her father very much and understood the fact he wouldn't be able to be near her all that often, due to him being one of the most powerful Gods very well -- a small stick-like figure, and when she said its name turned into a medium-length sword. She also has a chain bracelet which, when she activated it, turned into a replica of her father's shield, Aegis. She sighed and took the stick-like figure out of her pocket and whispered it's name very quietly. "Polos." As soon as she did so, a celestial bronze sword appeared from where the stick-like figure had originally been. Raven then began to walk silently into the Dining Hall, keeping her grip on Polos rather tight. The pale-faced female exhaled sharply as she saw the masses of people -- half-bloods.. people like her -- crowded in the Dining Hall and for a second fear erased everything that had previously been bothering her. Her long, black hair ran across her back as she made her way to a corner, trying her hardest to stay unnoticed. She really didn't feel like talking or being around anyone at the moment; she just wanted to be in her cabin, alone -- as usual -- and daydream about things. She withdrew her turquoise gaze from the ground and instead turned it up at the ceiling, trying her hardest to avoid any kind of contact with anyone, or anything, although she knew she had to, and even though she tried to pay attention to what was going on, but she couldn't quite concentrate with the loud noises outside of the waves and the clouds. Slight fear and adrenaline rushed through her as a thought crossed her mind, and instantly she wanted to forget it. Are we going to die? The thought whirled through her mind like a tornado, and she was unable to find an answer or try to reassure herself that they weren't. The female slowly let another sigh slip out of her larynx as she let herself sit down in the corner she was currently in.

{{So sorry! My sister came to visit from Seattle and I was like 'banned' from the computer 'cause I had to spend time with her. Heeheehhee....}}

Selena let go of the girl's hand as she asked her too, and slightly scoffed when she said Malk didn't like her. I'm pretty sure he doesn't like anybody, so your totally not the only one... The girl mused, slowing down a bit. She followed the shy girl into the Dining Hall, looking around quietly. She shifted awkwardly on each foot, not really having a good power to help, but she was the offspring of a trickster, right? Selena put her index finger and her thumb in her mouth, and a low whistle echoed through the hall. It was replied by long, deep howls of what sounded like lions and werewolves mix together. A few huge, black wolf like animals shuffled into the hall, glaring at everybody else with pure hate, but happily wagging their tails at the girl who had whistled to them, being Selena. She rubbed the wolves head, now there being five pony sized canines surrounding her and licking her face. Selena watched the cloud, anxiety brewing up inside her, what WAS in the cloud? What IF they all died? Could they stop it?