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[LoudGhozt]

|:| A d a m |:|
:: Son of Gaea :: Eighteen :: Heterosexual :: Tags: Thomas, Reinette ::

Adam retracted slightly as his brother's fist landed into his shoulder. He could only laugh at the nickname, the one that Thomas hated. Adam rarely resorted to calling him that and he usually only did so when he needed to get his brother's attention desperately. He honestly didn't know why he used it in this instance, but he did. He pushed the though aside and lightly rubbed the afflicted ares, as if Thomas's punch actually hurt. If it were anything more than playful and brotherly, perhaps it would have. Adam laughed slightly. "Sorry. Had to do it just once to get it out of my system," he said.

"Is it bad that I've only been here for a few months and I'm already sick of crabs?" he said with a playful smile. Adam complained on occasion, but he did everything he could to make it seem light-hearted. He didn't like bringing other people down. "Just kidding. I'm starving. Let's stab some crabs," he replied. He looked over his shoulder at his sister. Honestly, Adam didn't know if Reinette would join them. Something told him that she might, but she had a tendency to switch personalities on them and he wasn't sure who he was dealing with just then. He turned back to his brother. "Just promise me you're cooking the crabs this time," he said with a bright smile. Adam was no chef and he made that clear. The one time he tried to cook, it didn't end well.

|:| A m e l i a |:|
:: Daughter of Tartarus :: Sixteen :: Pansexual :: Tags: Bradley ::

It took no effort for Mia to lift the deer off the ground. However, it did take effort to listen to the utter and distressful lack of emotion in her brother's voice. She had no idea what was up with Brad, but in all of her time here, she had seldom seen him smile. He never seemed happy or too horribly sad. Maybe he was a sociopath? She tried to push that theory aside. He refused to think of her big brother as anything malevolent or dangerous. Well, he was probably dangerous when he wanted to be. All the demigods were, but she didn't want to think of him as a bad guy in any way. He was her brother. He was, in essence, supposed to be a role model and she wasn't tossing that aside just yet.

"Is this what you do every morning when you disappear? Why don't you stay with the rest of the group? We could sure use you, since I'm the only child of Tartarus that actually does anything. Finny just hides in the back and gives everyone these wicked glares. You know, unless you're around. He really looks up to you, ya know? I mean, I do too, but Finny is so different and he's kind of like you but little and..." her voice trailed off. She bit her lip nervously and looked down at the ground rather than to her brother."Sorry. I'm rambling again, aren't I?" she asked, suddenly feeling meek and insecure.

|:| F i n n i a n |:|
:: Son of Tartatus :: Twelve :: Asexual :: Tags: Beckham ::

Finnian glared around the center of camp. He wanted to do something as long as he was trapped here, but he wasn't sure what. He couldn't find Brad, the only person who made sense around this place. He wanted to eat, he realized as the growling in his stomach became more prominent. However, Finnian wasn't proficient with a weapon. He didn't hunt. He didn't fish. He gathered occasionally, but he just picked up anything he could find, not knowing whether or not it was actually edible. He couldn't see his sister or brother. He didn't see anyone cooking anything. That seemed like his only option.

Silently, he fell into the forest, looking about each shadowy corner for some type of berry or fruit. He had practically lived on coconuts for the first month or so he was here, but he still found himself going back to those plants on a regular basis. The other demigods couldn't climb the trees as well as he could, especially because he was so small and his weight gave him an advantage. He wandered for a little bit, silence consuming the forest. He was told he could be an effective hunter given his special talent, but Finn had almost no training in weaponry.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by a yelp. Finnian raised an eyebrow and quickly followed the noise. It was another demigod, he was sure of it. Maybe he -- he could tell it was a he by the voice -- had food. Eventually, he came upon the scene. Apparently Beckham, someone he couldn't remember ever speaking to before -- though they must have known each other by name given the seldom numbers of the demigods on the stupid island -- had ran into a tree like a moron. Without a word, Finnian came out from the brush and shook his head in disapproval.

[butteryPopcorn]

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ａｇｅ; 17 ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ; camp ｔａｇｇｅｄ; Finnian

Beckham raised his hands in protest. "Hey, it wasn't my fault!" He called into the foliage, glimpsing a small boy who had emerged from the brush. Hastily brushing off the remaining specks of bark off his forehead, he grasped at what shreds of dignity remained. Twisting his face into a scowl and attempting a comeback, he raised a balled fist. "Um," Mind blanking for an insult to shoot back, he tried to regain control of the situation. "Um, forget what I said, lemme try again..." he trailed off in a small voice, regretting everything.

[luc]

.B R A D L E Y.
✘ tags;; mia ✘ son of tartarus ✘ male ✘ nineteen

Bradley felt a flair of annoyance. He did work! "I do work around here... I am hunting." Wasn't that considered helping out? People had died from food-related diseases on this island before and he had no intention of it happening to it or Mia or Finnian. He was not sure why they looked up to him. Or, Mia at least. She was so sweet and charming. How could she not see his utter apathy to all things not him or them? "Maybe I should start Finnian how to hunt... we can make him useful." He said that with no kind of anger, just as if he was stating a fact. Brad would teach Finn if it made Mia shut up. Plus, he liked the kid for what his sort of disinterested liking was worth, the kid was quiet and Brad liked quiet. He was the only one who did not look up to him in an absurd fashion (well, he sensed he did look up to him... emphasis on the word absurd.). He ignored Mia's comment about rambling. She did do that but Brad had learned to block that out awhile ago so he wasn't that annoyed by it. Vaguely, he wondered how the incompetent people of the Protogenoi island would feel about his catch. Sometimes, he assumed they would go hungry without his help.


.V I O L E T.
✘ tags;; liliane, connor ✘ daughter of ahkyls ✘ female ✘ seventeen

Vi frowned slightly. It seemed that everyone on this wretched island had nightmares. The daughter of Ahklys had been on this awful plot of island for so long she could hardly remember life without them. "Those nightmares suck don't they?" she asked, hoping to make light of the conversation. Suddenly the young demigod's gaze was drawn to the door. There was a knock on it. It was no doubt Connor. The two siblings had been on the island the longest. Violet's independent and self-sustaining nature brought her through the days without him but it was a great comfort to have someone. No matter how introverted you are it was absolutely terrifying to be caught on this island.. alone... with no one. That didn't mean she didn't find pleasure in annoying him, though.
"I thought you would show up." she called out to Connor, not looking up at the door again after her gaze dropped.
"Yeah. We're going hunting." she said. "Perhaps our brother can come with us." she paused - waiting for him to reply even though it was technically directed at Liliane.

Vi sighed. "It's always the stupid island this, the stupid island that." The daughter of Ahkyls hated the island just as much as everyone else, if not more. But, she couldn't stand to think about the peril she was in. It made her a tad uncomfortable, in fact. The demigod's best defense against bad things was to not think about how crappy her life was. Which, she failed at most of the time. But, in the times she could syke herself out she found much more consolation in it than talking out her feelings over tea. "Same here, I'm starving."
Violet reached out over her own bed and grabbed her bow and arrow. The demigod's preferred weapon was a dagger but that was quite inefficient in comparison to arrow while hunting.

[LoudGhozt]

|:| A d a m |:|
:: Son of Gaea :: Eighteen :: Heterosexual :: Tags: Thomas, Reinette ::

Adam retracted slightly as his brother's fist landed into his shoulder. He could only laugh at the nickname, the one that Thomas hated. Adam rarely resorted to calling him that and he usually only did so when he needed to get his brother's attention desperately. He honestly didn't know why he used it in this instance, but he did. He pushed the though aside and lightly rubbed the afflicted ares, as if Thomas's punch actually hurt. If it were anything more than playful and brotherly, perhaps it would have. Adam laughed slightly. "Sorry. Had to do it just once to get it out of my system," he said.

"Is it bad that I've only been here for a few months and I'm already sick of crabs?" he said with a playful smile. Adam complained on occasion, but he did everything he could to make it seem light-hearted. He didn't like bringing other people down. "Just kidding. I'm starving. Let's stab some crabs," he replied. He looked over his shoulder at his sister. Honestly, Adam didn't know if Reinette would join them. Something told him that she might, but she had a tendency to switch personalities on them and he wasn't sure who he was dealing with just then. He turned back to his brother. "Just promise me you're cooking the crabs this time," he said with a bright smile. Adam was no chef and he made that clear. The one time he tried to cook, it didn't end well.

|:| A m e l i a |:|
:: Daughter of Tartarus :: Sixteen :: Pansexual :: Tags: Bradley ::

Mia's eyes widened and she immediately started back-tracking. "You know that's not what I meant. You do stuff, of course. You just avoid everyone else and people get the sense that you're a weird jerk but I know better," she said, again, her voice sounding very rambley. She really did have an undying faith in her brother, though he tested her patience almost constantly. He was ignoring her in part, which she was used to. She wished that he would at least pretend to care every now and then, but was that really pointless? Did wanting her brother to be different actually mean anything?
"Oh, that's a good idea," she said with a bright smile. "He'll listen to you and it would be great for him to start providing for the group. He's not a baby," she said softly, smiling up her at brother, who looked so horribly apathetic is made something boil within her, but she forced it down, as usual, and continued forward. "I really appreciate everything you do, Brad, but sometimes I wish you were actually there, you know what I mean?"

|:| F i n n i a n |:|
:: Son of Tartatus :: Twelve :: Asexual :: Tags: Beckham ::

Finnian watched at Beckham yelled directly at the tree like an idiot. He raised an eyebrow slightly, but didn't speak. Did he think the tree could talk back? Gods, he was only twelve and he felt a genius compared to these guys. Then he apologized, saying he would try it again. Finn rolled his eyes. If it didn't work the first time, wait. What didn't work? Come to think of it, the son of Tartarus had no idea what had just happened. It was just funny to watch people fail in the way Beckham did. Finally, Finnian looked up the tree. There were unusual fruits at the top. His stomach growled once more and he almost whined in hunger. He wanted food. He looked over at Beckham, who was considerably taller than him. Well, most people were taller than him. He was only twelve. He didn't want to speak. He hated speaking. So, instead, remained silent and pointed upward at the fruits, insisting that the boy help him.

[direwolf.]

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[Female] [Seventeen] [Akhlys]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Violet]
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Liliane nodded in agreement, releasing a quiet sigh. She grabbed her own bow and arrow along with a dagger. Usually, she did not carry around her preferred weapon. They were never in any danger, so she left it behind. Though, she had a small feeling that she would be holding the weapon soon enough. "What if we already have enough food for breakfast? If we do, we can hunt later." She suggested, giving a shrug of her shoulders. There was no use in hunting if they already have food. They did not have the luxury to waste things such as food. She hoped that the animals would continue breeding, so they could have more food; it was their own source of food on this island. If the animals started to disappear, they would die from starvation. She thought that was a horribly long and painful death that would not get her into Elysium.

T ᕼ O ᗰ ᗩ ᔕ
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[Male] [Eighteen] [Gaea]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Adam]
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"We don't have to catch crabs. We can wade out into the water and catch some fish or are you sick of seafood in general?" Thomas teased, placing the crab on a table that they had made out of the trees on this island. Honestly, he was getting sick of the food on this island. Every week they had the same thing; seafood, deer, and other creatures that lurked on this island. He wanted pizza or pasta or anything other than the current food. At least we have food. He thought, mentally shaking his head. An amused grin appeared on the demigod's lips when he heard Adam's next comment. "Of course. I don't want to eat burnt crab." He teased his brother, walking away from the cabin and toward the water's shore.

[butteryPopcorn]

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ａｇｅ; 17 ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ; camp ｔａｇｇｅｄ; Finnian

Beckham turned the other direction, sensing a sudden movement. He realized that the child he had been speaking to was in a different position than he had thought he was, and that he had been speaking to a tree, like an idiot. He felt heat rise on his cheeks as the child outrageously pointed to the tree as if he expected Beckham to retrieve something for him. That absolutely crossed the line! Beckham jumped up, facing the child in a fit of rage. "You expect me to climb that tree for you? Are you saying that, just because I'm short, I need to climb things to reach things that normal people can reach without climbing things? Did you just call me short? I'm not short, I'm normal sized!" He often went on tangents when he was angry, without realizing his increasing incoherency and volume.

[prince of heart]

Salem . 17. Nyx. Demigirl
Salem was about to spear a fish when a shout came from the woods. Her concentration shattered, she narrowly avoided pitching into the lake with a quick flip backwards, assisted by some shadow traveling. Now that she thought about it, she was becoming rather dependent on using it. Deciding to actually walk for once, she rose fluidly and turned towards the source of the sound. She arrived in the clearing just in time to catch the trail end of Beckhams rant. "I think he just wants some one to get him food. Fruits about the only thing easy to get now" She called, leaning against a tree on the other side of the clearing. She knew both of them, but not well. Really, had they been anywhere else but trapped together on a deserted island, she wouldn't have known them at all.The older one had simply never really registered, and the 12 year old always seemed to be a little too creepy.

[luc]

.B R A D L E Y.
✘ tags;; mia ✘ son of tartarus ✘ male ✘ nineteen

Brad almost replied to Mia to say he was a "weird jerk." At least in a normal person's mind he was. He was cruel. He was merciless. He was without remorse. But he had a feeling that he shouldn't say this to his sister. Because, honestly Mia did not know better about him. People we were right to fear him. To call him things behind his back. Brad honestly didn't care. He was the way he was and nothing was ever going to change that. He doubted anything ever could. The world to him felt like nothing in a while. It wasn't to say he was numb - because numb is a feeling, too, in a way - at least from what he heard. He wished that Mia would quit pestering him to be more to her whims.
He listened to her ramble on. "Don't worry. We won't have any stragglers. The twelve-year-old will have to pick up his weight, soon." They were now at the camp it seemed. The deer and crabs would probably be their breakfast and possibly lunch but he doubted it. Twelve constantly on the bridge of starving demigods were never ones to leave seconds. "Here we are."

.V I O L E T.
✘ tags;; liliane ✘ daughter of ahkyls ✘ female ✘ seventeen

Vi nodded. She understand Liliane's want not to go hunting. "We can wait a bit." she paused. "Its still pretty early." Violet looked out the window in the cabin to see Brad and Mia carrying a deer back to camp. "Well - it seems that your assumption was correct. They brought back a freaking deer!" she said with a wide on her face. But, Violet wanted to train a bit. She was still pretty tired. It would be nice to be able to get her blood working faster. In fact, Violet basically felt like going to sleep and never waking up everyday but she pushed herself to keep on trying. She would not die. The daughter of Ahklys refused to. She may be allowed into Half-Blood Camp or Camp Jupiter but that didn't mean she couldn't be a hero someday.
Her heart brightened a bit when she saw Mia. It always felt like that when she saw that girl. She was always so happy, and even though some might find it annoying Violet really needed that optimism at times.

[LoudGhozt]

|:| A d a m |:|
:: Son of Gaea :: Eighteen :: Heterosexual :: Tags: Thomas ::

Adam gave his brother an exaggerated sigh. "I don't wanna," he said, his voice holding a childish playful tone to it. Of course, he wasn't serious. He wanted to eat. He was sick and tired of seafood, but they had to eat something. His stomach let out a low growl, not too noticeable, but just strong enough to cause a small, mild pain in the boy's stomach. He sighed. "But I guess I gotta," he added with a small sigh. He shrugged. "I don't feel like getting in the water. Crabs it is," he said, followed after his brother and approaching the shore. "Burnt crab? I fed you charcoal," he replied with a slight laugh.

|:| A m e l i a |:|
:: Daughter of Tartarus :: Sixteen :: Pansexual :: Tags: Bradley; Violet ::

Mia noted her brother's look of content as she described the names used when referencing to him. Brad didn't seem phased. In fact, he seemed to expect it, which caused the daughter of Tartarus to raise an eyebrow. Bradley was known for being cruel and uncaring, but Mia knew better. He had a heart. Somewhere. Probably. She had an undying faith in her older brother. As he mentioned Finnian again, she smiled up at him. "Well that's good. He needs someone he can relate to," she admitted. "I try, but we just don't mix well," she tacked on, though she knew she should have felt the same way about Brad. It was different because Brad was older. She had a desperate need for his approval and affection for whatever reason.

She nodded and smiled and she and her brother approached the camp, lugging the dear along with them. She scanned the crowd. The children of Gaea were approaching the water. Mia could only assume they were after either crabs or fish. Great. They needed all the food they could get. What they had so far would serve as a fair breakfast, but they would have to go hunting afterwards in order to get a decent breakfast. She noted Violet's excitement when it came to their deer.

"Yup yup," she said with a grin. "Brad took it down easily. Figured we could all use a decent breakfast this morning," she added. She dropped it on the ground and looked to the blonde with energetic eyes. "We deserve it for making it this far," she said, her smile beaming at the daughter of Ahkyls.

|:| F i n n i a n |:|
:: Son of Tartatus :: Twelve :: Asexual :: Tags: Beckham; Salem ::

Finnian shot a painful scowl at the boy -- not painful for him, of course, but with enough scorn and hatred to send shivers down a spine -- as if to either show his distaste or to instill some type of fear. His eyes narrowed cruelly, but his voice remained calm, silent. His movements were hushed as he turned to face him, barring his teeth like a dog. He was strong. Incredibly strong. He may have only been twelve, but the son of Tartarus did not doubt his ability to obliterate the older boy. His stomach rumbled again and, frankly, the boy was so quiet he was surprised Beckham didn't hear it and figure out what he wanted on is own. Finnian could not reach the branches. Beckham could. The twelve-year-old wasn't too prideful to ask for help.

That was when another person showed up. Finn recognized her as the daughter of Nyx who went by the name of Salem. He had never spoken to her -- though he didn't speak to anyone on the island, really -- but he knew of her. As she spoke to Beckham, he was almost surprised at her understanding of what he needed. He was almost impressed. Almost. Of course, he resigned that to him being slightly shocked that she wasn't as stupid as the other boy. He nodded to her and let out a light whine to emphasize his hunger. Then, once again, he pointed to the fruit.

[[ It's kind of fun but hard writing for a kid who doesn't speak xD ]

[direwolf.]

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[Female] [Seventeen] [Akhlys]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Violet, Mia]
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Liliane could hunt and kill animals, but she became squirmish when they had to be gutted. She instantly lost her appetite when she had to help. She followed her half-sister over to the other two demigods and the limp deer. Actually, she was too nervous to touch anything they ate. She did not want her powers to get out of control and poison their food. Reminding herself of this, she shoved her gloved hands into the pockets of her jeans. Stop freaking out. No need to attract attention to yourself. She thought, mentally scolding herself. While the group talked, her gaze flickered away from them. Her eyes scanned the beach, sighing through her nose.

T ᕼ O ᗰ ᗩ ᔕ
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[Male] [Eighteen] [Gaea]
[Crush; ---] [Tags; Adam]
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"Or we starve to death." Thomas responded with a feigned cheerful tone. A snicker escaped the male's lips when Adam mentioned the burnt crab. "I'm trying to give you some credit here." He mused, lowering his gaze to the sand. He watched for the slightest movement in the sand, scanning it for crabs. He did not mind seafood too much, but it was becoming tiring after a while. Eating the same food every day was boring. Seeing a slight shuffle in the sand, he used his spear to stab it. This island was covered in crabs, so they would never starve as long as they were around. He lifted up his spear, looking at the impaled crab. "How many do you think we should grab?" He asked, plucking the crab off and putting it in his bag. Once more, he searched the sand for any movement.