They are Not You (Camp Half-Blood Semi-Lit RP) -Accepting-

[alexianFireflies]

((hi, I only just saw your post, yes Rianna is female so I read some of the previous posts, I take it we're starting soon?))

[oOBubbles0o]

((@brittany: Accepted, please PM me info on Nyx so I can put it up.
@vine: Sure we can start now. Go ahead and start typing as I believe we should start with everybody waking up in their respective cabins. And I understand, some circumstances mean people can't always write lots and lots. Just try your best.
@ashe: Please read my PM as well just so we are clear on the few other details. But besides that, yes we are starting, feel free to post unless you want me to post first, but I warn you, my first post in an RP always takes a long time and I have to update with brittany's forms.))

[k i n g]

Anna woke up in her cabin, her lavender hair strewn over her face. She sat up wearing a black tank top and shorts, barefoot. After a few minutes of good stretching, she hopped out of bed and picked out her outfit for the day (the one in the pic). After changing, the Hades girl ran a brush through her hair until it was smooth and silky. She stared at the refkection in the mirror, violet eyes staring right back. "First, breakfast. Then I'll begin my day with a nice hour of training." Smiling to herself, Anna walked out of the cabin.

Scourge found himself on the floor of the Ares cabin. Again. Seems he had been falling out of bed these past days. Grumbling to himself, he got to his feet and put the blankets back on his bed. He selected a red T-shirt, blue jeans, and black Nikes for today's clothing. After doing so, he used his fingers to take knots out of his brown hair until it swept off to the side perfectly. Topaz eyes were bright, and his stonach growled. "Can't be late for breakfast! And the boy headed out the door.

[alexianFireflies]

Cy woke up in the Aphrodite cabin. She immediately started searching for her hairbrush; she was sure she had left it next to her pillow. Locating it five minutes later, Cy breathed a sigh of relief before brushing her hair for the next ten minutes. Cy absolutely loved her hair and went out of her way to make it look good. Following this, she put on jeans and a T-shirt and went outside to find Cici waiting for her.
Cici smiled as her twin came out of the cabin. Cici had been ready for fifteen minutes now--not being much into fashion or hair, Cici had brushed hers barely enough that it looked presentable and had barely paid attention to what jeans and shirt she had put on, although she had paid enough attention to make sure that they weren't horribly mismatched. Cici now followed her sister down to breakfast.

In the Nemesis cabin, Rianna woke with a sigh. Another day of the same place, the same faces and the same boring routine. She put on a black T-shirt and jeans and didn't brush her hair, despite the fact that it didn't look very good--it was pretty tangled and generally somewhat out of place. Rianna considered putting it in a ponytail as usual, then decided against it; she might as well give the Aphrodite airheads something to gawk at. Rianna headed down to breakfast.

[RemyLittleChef]

((Will join later just send me a pm tomorrow :3))

[RemyLittleChef]

Character Form
Username: irock14363
Full Name: BlackRose Jones
Nickname: BlackRose, Rose
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Godly Parent: Poseidon
Description: Long light Brown hair around 5'6 and 110 pounds
Picture:

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Weapon of Choice: 2 Foot Sword, Dagger
Personality: Meet her
History: Long story short she came to camp at age 5
Crush: None
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None
Anything Else:


Counselor Form
Username: irock14363
Full Name: BlackRose Jones
Cabin: Poseidon
Why you should/want to be head counselor:She is good at stopping fights and shows good leadership

[Blacki:3]

(will post after Bubbles :3)

[oOBubbles0o]

((And you said you wouldn't be able to write much.
@irock: So is this you joining now or later?))
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Rachel opened her eyes and smiled. She slowly sat up and gazed about the Iris cabin as she did every morning. The sun light was coming through the large, crystal windows. As it bounced through the windows and off of the crystal hangings all over the cabin, the singular white light split into a multitude of colors to form rainbows all around her. Her face was still beaming as she got out of bed and examined herself in the mirror, checking to make sure the feathers of her wings hadn't bent as she was sleeping. She softly caressed one feather, enjoying the texture, before turning to the trunk sitting open at the foot of her bed.
Time to change, she told herself. Rachel hurried over to the trunk and knelt in front of it. She grabbed a white knee-length dress and quickly changed into it, ignoring the dusty orange Camp Half-Blood shirt that lay crumpled on the floor. She grabbed her bright yellow umbrella and hurried out of her cabin, aiming straight for the open dining pavilion. But the thought of breakfast was only over-shadowed by what her brother would say of her "disrespecting the camp shirt" once again. Who cares? she thought, but her smile disappeared and her step was no longer accented by her usual dancing attitude.
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Brody opened one eye drearily and shut it tight to shield him from the blinding light. Slowly, he opened both eyes and tried to force them to stay open. It wasn't that bright, but he was so tired. I shouldn't stay up so late, he reflected, but the night had been so peaceful, and he couldn't help being inspired to write a song. He reached over to his bedside table, still not sitting up in bed and clutched the piece of paper he found. He pulled it close to his face and squinted, reading the music he had written last night. He raised his eyebrows, mildly impressed, then tossed it to the side on top of his other compositions. I need something truly inspiring to make it better than good, he thought determinedly. I need my Muse.
He shook his head, finally dragging himself onto his feet, and pulled on some jeans and a green T-shirt to match his eyes. Sweeping his blonde hair to one side, he grabbed his guitar and headed outside. Leaving the Terpsikhore cabin behind, he strode towards the dining pavilion, but stopped when he saw the view of Camp Half-Blood. It's nice, he conceded, and sat down on the grassy hillside, strumming along to the wordless humming that poured out over his lips.

[RemyLittleChef]

((Well we are having a huge storm and the power went out and i was using my laptop and it was going dead. Then my bro let me use his laptop and now im using a phone))

[oOBubbles0o]

((Okay so that is your application? Because if it is, you are accepted, although I would rather not accept your character as a counselor until you fix up the spelling mistake.
And whoa she's skinny! I'm the same height and weigh like 50 pounds more than her. Lol.
Oh hey people in general, if you can, try to make the genders even. I know not everybody likes being male, but try your best. ))