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Welome to Camp Olympus, a safe haven for half-bloods. All residents
are the child of a Greek god and (typically) a human. The power that
these children possess makes them targets for monsters. The camp is
the only safe peace for them. A protection spell keeps monsters from
being able to enter. That all changed last month. Miraculously, a fury
made it past the barrier and killed one of the campers. The spell had
begun to weaken, and has grown weaker by the day. Panic has begun
to spread amongst the campers. They are searching frantically for an
answer to their problem, but have had no luck. If the spell grows any
weaker, it could spell doom for them all.
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(Setting) Camp Olympus encompasses a large field, along with nearby
woodland for hunting. There is a lake as well, where the campers fish
and swim in the summer.
(Residents) There are no adults to provide for the campers. From the
moment they arrive, campers are expected to look after themselves
and each other. Campers live together in large cabins, and gather to
eat in a large dining hall. Campers typically have basic knowledge in
combat, at the very least.
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(001) No power playing. (002) No perfect characters. (003) No graphic
violence or sexuality. (004) No foul language. (005) Disable signatures
on the main thread. (006) Write at least six sentences. (007) Attempt
to use proper spelling and grammar. (008) Post at least once a day, if
possible. (009) Message me to reserve a spot.
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[ᴄᴇʀᴇʙʀᴏ]

Zeus:
- Carter Wing
- Genesis Castro

( 2/2 )

Poseidon:
- Dorian Krane
- Leona Ryder

( 2/2 )

Hades:
- Margo Porter
- Reserved for Lúa

( 2/2 )

Aphrodite:
- Reserved for fawn,
- Dean Thomas

( 2/2 )

Apollo:
- Ronin Seo
- Spot

( 1/2 )

Ares:
- Elizabeth Bell
- Skylar Nordskov

( 2/2 )

Athena:
- Ash Walsh
- Klara Åkerström

( 2/2 )

Demeter:
- Mio Takeuchi
- Spot

( 1/2 )

Hephaestus:
- Liam Oliver
- Halifax Jones

( 2/2 )

Hermes:
- Ezio Song
- Spot

( 1/2 )

Dionysius:
- Rus Morel
- Samson Osiris

( 2/2 )

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𝐴𝑆𝐻 𝑊𝐴𝐿𝑆𝐻

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[ nineteen ] [ male ] [ son of athena ] [ located: dining hall ] [ tagged: open ]


“Daddy, where are you going?” Johnathan Walsh glanced down, his hand still on the doorknob. His eight year old son stared back, eyes full of curiousity. He barely resembled his father, having his mother’s glossy black hair and blue eyes. The only thing he’d gotten from Johnathan was his nose. The man forced a smile, kneeling down and ruffling his son’s unruly locks. “Daddy will be back soon. I just need to run to the store for a few hours, to get some things for your aunt. Can I count on you to be good while I’m gone?” The boy grinned, flashing his small dimples. “Yeah, I’ll be good!” Johnathan chuckled, standing up and opening the door. “See ya, kiddo.” With that, Johnathan disappeared into the night.

That was the last time Ash had seen his father. It had been eleven years, and he hadn’t even received a phone call. Ash’s great aunt had been completely unaware of his father’s intentions, so he couldn’t be angry with her. If she’d known, she would have stopped him. The sad memories came rushing back as Ash got dressed. It was early in the morning; he preferred getting up early. Dim light streamed through the blinds, providing enough light to move around. His cabin mates were still asleep, snoring loudly in their bunks. Once he was fully dressed he made his way to the dining hall, entering and quickly sitting at his usual table. The demigod could already smell the breakfast being cooked in the kitchen.

[meetpluto]

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥 【19 ❘ female ❘ daughter of ares ❘ location: lodging ❘ tagged: open】
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Elizabeth jumped over the fallen tree noting she was almost back to the lodge. She had taken her anger jog like usual this morning before people woke up. She had a tendency to snap really bad when she didn’t go for a run or anything that exhausted her body even if it was for an hour or two. Lately, she has been having the same nightmare of the monster. The one who gave her the gnarly gash on her back that she didn’t show often. It was the one weak thing about her, the one time she let an enemy scar her. It also reminded her of the day her family finally disowned her. Wait, step-dad. She stopped in her tracks breathing heavily as she looked at the lodging just ahead. She noticed the light shining on it like a heavenly presence.
Elizabeth rolled her eyes as she walked the rest of way to the doors of the lodging going through to see some up and some still asleep. She made her way to her bunk trying to avoid eye contact as she grabbed her sweat towel from the side of her bed. She wiped her face trying to focus on the good of his idiot step-dad chose. I won’t hurt my brothers again. The thought hurt a part in her heart. She loved them and remembered their faces when she left. They hurt more her leaving then Jared getting hurt. She smiled softly remembering him acting like his broken leg was nothing. He even told her it was going to help him with his game. She loved the memories and wish she could talk to them again.
Elizabeth felt her stomach let out a roar. She looked around to see if anyone noticed her standing there or her stomach. She threw her towel onto the bed as she looked in the drawers under her bed for a jacket. She never wore a jacket running instead she decided her attire was wearing a tank top and running shorts with her converse. She quickly pulled on a black sweater with tactical pants on, she switched her converse for her combat boots slipping her dagger into the holster in her boot. She slipped her other knife holster around her legs and arms readying herself for later. She fidgeted with her hair focusing on the hair but also wondering what food she was going to scarf down today.

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[vers]

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( x // daughter of dionysus // influence over states of sanity // t; open )"speaking"

unable to sleep, rus had taken it apon herself to do absolutely nothing productive with her time, instead opting to lay quietly on her bed, arms crossed behind her head, and hope that she'd be able to at least doze until the sun came up. she had no such luck. by the time she had finally started to fall asleep again, other campers had started waking up, and that meant that she had to wake up along with them. damn. at least she could forgo the short period of blinking tiredly and trying to regain one's bearings, as she was wide awake at the first sound.

as quickly as someone in her situation could, she went about her morning routine while others either stayed in their beds or followed her lead. to be fair, she'd probably lay in bed for as long as possible too, if it weren't for the fact that she was - to her knowledge - one of the oldest campers and therefore naturally had at least some responsibility on her shoulders. so, she grabbed her jacket and slung it around her shoulders as she headed for the door, giving a brief grin and mock-salute to one of the younger campers as she passed. it was rare that rus initiate full conversations, but half-second interactions were her forte. another of her fortes was food; eating it, specifically. and it just so happened to be breakfast time, more or less - she naturally made her way towards the dining hall, hands in her pockets and signature weapon at her side.

[welter]

𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘰 𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴 𝘗𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳
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► 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰 ─ 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘨𝘦 → 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 ─ 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯

It was impossible to tell time without a watch within the dark confines of the lodge. Margo rolled over to glance at the blinking digital clock propped on the trunk that doubled as a bedside table, which informed her that it was truly morning. This prompted a tired grumble from the tangle of wild hair poking out from underneath the blanket, but she was well-aware that she would have to get up soon. Otherwise every last bit of food would be gone before she could even set foot in the dining hall. After throwing on some clothes from the mess in the trunk beside her bed, she headed out through the heavy door of the cabin. The extravagant skull carved into the dark material was always a source of amusement for her - Hades could be so.. tacky.

Luckily, the dining hall was still rather quiet, with only a few tired bodies stirring around the room. She gave a silent nod to Ash before heading to one of the tables near the back. Taking a seat on one of the long benches, Margo leaned her back against the wall. It was the reason she sat there - the long seats had no backrests, but this was the one seat that stood close enough to the wall to lean against it. True, you had to lean far enough that you were half-reclined, but it was still the next best thing available to laying in your cot. The scent of cooking food was the only thing keeping her awake, at least until some rowdy son of Ares decided to start hacking at a training dummy outside.

[jungwonie]

𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚁𝚢𝚍𝚎𝚛
| Poseidon - Hydrokinesis | ♀ | 18 | Tags; Open|

xxxLeona could not find a way to sleep at all, and just spent most of her night tossing and turning in the sea blue sheets of her bed. At about three or four in the morning, she decided to get up and start doing something productive, as in making a painting of extra materials she had. The painting was on a sheet of watercolor paper with watercolors. Bright blues, purples, and pinks swirled around the page in no certain rhythm. After making this painting, she managed to fall asleep on her desk, face to the wet painting.
xxxWaking up to the alarm she set the night prior, Lee jolted upwards, realizing where she was and that she'd fell asleep on her desk. Looking down at the painting, she noticed some of the colors had dried with barely any pigment down. A gasp escaped her mouth and she stood, running over to the bathroom and to a mirror. Lo and behold, pink, purple, and blue covered the side of her face, making anger bubble to the daughter of Poseidon's surface. Withdrawing a washcloth from the cabinet, she cleaned her face and rid it of the watercolors. Deciding that it was good enough, Leona changed into black ripped jeans and a blue tie-die shirt, pairing it up with some black vans. Walking out of her cabin with newly braided hair, she headed to the dining hall so she could get breakfast.