Cᴀᴍᴘ Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ - new and accepting

[dionaea]

Dean just grinned. "I think I'll keep it for a while. Don't bother, I'd rather see her seethe for a little." He nodded at her. He then walked towards the cabins. He walked past Joe with the pendant around his neck and towards his cabin with a grin. He wanted her to follow.

[fairyheart]

(( zoe, please post more. The minimum is four lines )

[dionaea]

(I would be posting more but I'm on my phone. I'm sorry ^^ I'll try to make them longer! I can't tell how long it is on my phone because the screen squishes the lines together)

[gonegone!]

;;JOE;;With;;Dean;;Crush;;No

Joe noticed something glimmer in from the corner of her eye it seemed familiar, and her hand pressed against her chest "M-my pendant!?!?" she gasped and walked outside the cabin watching Dean walk away towards his cabin. "Darn you!" she snapped and charged towards him with her wooden bow. "Thats not your'res!" she hissed punching his back as hard as she could which wasn't much. It just made her look even more weak than what she was. It was her grandmothers pendant, and it meant a lot to her. Her cheeks her flushed red in anger. "What makes you think you can be the owner of whatever you find!??!" insulting her was one thing, but keeping her pendant was another.

[Dark Moon]

(( sorry, but I am no longer accepting females without a male to accompany them. As well as only one 'godly parent.' To make it fair I only allow you to be child of a god, or a hunter of artemis. Cannot be both. And there is no image. )

(If you looked more closely, it said that i'm still working on the form. And okay.)

[dionaea]

Dean just shook his head and walked up his cabin steps, turning to her finally. He took the pendant off and scanned it. "Nah..it's quite nice. I think I will keep it." He swung it around his finger. "Unless you'd wanna try and take it with force." It was clearly a challenge for a fight. He was confident, the girl was short and looked pretty weak. It wouldn't be a problem at all. "But I doubt you'd take me up on my offer. Too weak..." He said slyly.

[lokison]

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Cʜᴇʏᴇɴɴᴇ Wʜɪsᴘᴇʀ Cʜɪʟᴅs-Bᴏᴏᴛʜ
⇨ musician ⇦ ⇨ free-spirit ⇦ ⇨ smart ⇦
❝ daughter of z e u s ❞
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crush ⇨ scott
location ⇨ zeus cabin
mood ⇨ confused
tagged ⇨ no-one

She sighed and then looked around wondering what she should do. She then walked back towards her cabin. Stepping in, Cheyenne headed towards her bed and laid down. She felt bored; no-one to talk to and nothing to do. Why did that Hebe girl hate her so much? Was it because her father was one of the big three?

[fairyheart]

( mad, Could you please try and post more than three sentences? )

[OutFoxed]

Ben Asher
Hephaestus; Forge

Pumping the billows faster, Ben watched the coals glow hotter. He had his left hand in a protective glove that went above his elbow while his right, slightly scarred, was bare. Brown eyes reflected the orange-yellow glow of the furnace. Using tongs, he pulled the hot metal out of the coals and laid it on the anvil. He grabbed a hammer and began pounding the metal, the noise ringing out through the camp. He slipped the cooling piece back in to the furnace and watched as it reheated.

Sweat dripped off his brow and rolled down the back of his neck. His hair was spiked back from running his hands through his hair. Over his plain grey tee and stained work jeans, Ben had on a worn leather apron that had various scorch marks upon it. Taking the soon-to-be sword out of the forge, he pounded it again in to a more desirable shape. In his years at camp, he'd learned and experimented enough in the forage to turn out impressive weapons that started out as lumpy shapeless ore. Smiting took a lot of patience and a tolerance of heat and pain.

Ben used the tongs and dunked the cooling metal in a pail of water. It sizzled and sent up a steam cloud as soon as liquid and sword met. Leaving the half-finished weapon in the bucket, the experienced camper retreated back to the fire to dig out and work another glowing bar. To the other campers, trying to distinguish heating metals in the burning coals of the furnace seemed impossible and the heat only encouraged them their time was better spent at the lake. Only a trained eye would have been able to sift through. The son of Hephaestus did it with ease as he remembered where everything he put was in the furnace. The yellow glowing sword was placed on the anvil he had used earlier. Once again he took great swings with a flat-headed hammer at the metal. A dull clang rang out. This sword was almost done and he was proud of it. Having inherited his skills from his father, Ben took pride in each piece that he made. The first bar would take a few more days and many hours before it would look like an actual sword.

Dunking the sword he was currently working on in a barrel, Ben Asher stood back and looked at his small part of the world. Glowing coals could be seen through the large window in the furnace. A wall was dedicated to the many tools of the trade. Hammers of all shapes and sizes were hung up along with tongs, chisels and other tools. It was rather spacious with everything he could want and more. He always kept it clean as well as the other Hephaestus campers - and anyone wanting to learn. Besides the furnace, every sized anvil and multiple work surfaces, a special section was dedicated to finishing the forged weapons. Engravings, technology advances and more customization were added here. A lot of the campers like to get creative - symbols of their godly parent, weapon disguise, gems. Sometimes the orders were so outrageous, like one time an Aphrodite camper wanted her sword to be pink, encrusted with jewels and double as a compact mirror that told her who was the fairest of them all. The Hephaestus cabin mates still laugh about whenever they're doing orders.

[lokison]

(Sorry not sure what to do)