Somebody Up There (Camp Half-Blood Semi-Lit RP) Accepting

[Anomaly]

Dresyn removed his hammers and rubbed his eyes painfully. He walked off, unsure of what was happening to him.

The creature chuckled maniacally.

[cryptids.]

Mathew and Mark raised their eyebrows at Erika before Matt shot around to see who kicked him. "Oi! You barmy little git! What was that for!?" Matt growled. Mark stood up to. The two sons of Poseidon looked threatening as the sound of waves rumbling followed them.
Mark looked at the girl that stood behind the boy. "You betta stop your gallivanting, boy or some one might get hurt." Mark said, glancing back at the boy. He would've said a lot more if he wasn't in the presence of two girls.
Mark and Matt scowled crossly at the retreating siblings. "Best of British!" They called, though Hades was going to freeze over once the campfire was over.

[Froggyhiphops]

Travice broke from Brees grip and ran to the twins. "What'd you call me?" Travice said more curious than offended

[.:Babydoll:.]

Bree takes off running after Travice. She glares at Mark and Matt and growls "Hey brit d*cks wanna go!?" She shots a death glare at them so bad that flames dance behind her eyes. Bree slides a hand down to the handle of her dagger gripping it tightly.

[Symphonia]

Erika let out a small laugh, looking at Travice and then at Bree. "You should get out of here before I let my anger get the best of me." She deadpanned, her dark green eyes not showing any emotion. "And if I remember correctly, they called you a 'bammy little git'. I'm not British, but it didn't sound too good." She shrugged, and smiled at the twins. This could get bad; it was basically a grumpy daughter of Demeter with two British Poseidon twins verses two angry Hades kids.

Zael narrowed his eyes at the creature. "You should seriously stop that laughter; it's pretty creepy." He muttered under his breath, tightening his grip on his sword, making sure that if anything went wrong, he could just slice away. He didn't want to have to, but it could very well have to end that way. Right now they had to make sure Sam was alright. That was the most important matter at hand.

((This should be good XD))

[Froggyhiphops]

Travice sits behind them. "Why do you talk like that?" he looks at the girl and back at the twins.

[Anomaly]

Helena heard the fight starting to brew. She launched an arrow between the two groups. "Enough fighting, y'all." She marched over and got between them.

Dresyn rubbed his eyes, feeling them burn. "D*mn." He said as something was wrong.

The creature chuckled even more. "You're friends will parish here in Sparta."

[.:Babydoll:.]

"Because they are f***ing Brits thats why! Oh and the last I recall brits are gits and prissy's!!!" Bree snarls at them. She lets go of her dagger letting it fall back in its sheath. Instead she holds up her fists in ready position.

[Symphonia]

Erika raised her hands in surrender. "Hey, I didn't ask for this to happen!" She shouted, standing up straight, pointing to Travice. "He started it. I don't want to be a kill-joy here, but it's his fault." She said, running a hand through her hair. "I don't want to fight. But if you seriously insist, I'd be more than happy to have some vines hold you two down." She muttered, wondering why she was so grouchy; she usually wasn't this irritated--it was strange. Something weird was going on with Camp.

Zael groaned quietly, shaking his head at the creature. "And yet you find joy in that." He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. "You think that we don't know that, too?" He muttered, barley audible.

((Whoop, 2011 post; matches the year!!!))

[Froggyhiphops]

Travice smiled as if he was proud. He looked at Bree and said "Stop it"