(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

( [Open to Zeus cabin] )

[Some hours later, after he's woken fully and their current location has been sufficiently explained, Yuan has found his journal and opened it. There's a lot he wants to say, a lot of things he has to think about.

But first, he'd better let them know he's back.]

Camp Halfblood? [He sounds exhausted and drained, but nothing can mask the dry sarcasm of his tone.] Really, Paradisa?

Day Three: Announcement/Open Post

[camphalf_blood]

[remember that satyr who welcomed everybody and took them on a tour? He's back and sounding cheerful as ever. Yeah apparently he hasn't noticed how some of you don't really like being here]

Attention, campers! I have a very exciting announcement for you all! We will be holding a chariot race three days from now. Make alliances among your fellow campers and work together to build a chariot! I'm certain those looking after our horses will help you train them for the race.

Best of luck to you all!! Winner gets the laurels!


[if anyone is wandering around the strawberry fields today, they will see the satyrs hanging out there playing music. This music seems to be helping the plants grow. And yes, they are wearing those stupid camp T-shirts. What do you do, campers?]


[open post via journal or by the strawberry fields]

039 red letters

[eat_me_beat_me]

[Nora is doing something that she seems to do every world change - something artistic.

This time, however, it's less drawing and more dyeing.

She's swiped the materials from the arts and crafts cabin and set herself up outside by the Apollo cabin. Orange shirts be damned. If she's gonna have to wear it she's gonna tie dye it. It's supposed to be summer camp, right? This is the kind of shit they're supposed to do, anyway.]

Hey, if anyone wants to do something about their new wardrobe meet me by Apollo cabin. And, uh, bring some extra rubber bands if you've got 'em.

((ooc: Open! She's got the trays of dye (all natural, of course) set out and all the fixings for any colors you could possibly want. Feel free to threadjack at will! It's a tie dye party :D))

❀ fifty-four aphrodite statues for my cabin

[iamdamnloyal]

Has anyone seen the pegasus that they're talking about? I mean, there were pegasus and ponies in the castle, but some of them are human now and if these used to be human... but are now pegasus? That's weird to ride them right?

Are they tame or wild? Has anyone seen any unicorns?

You know, I went to Daisy Scout camp once, and this is totally not the same thing. And I know French again. I thought that was just a Paris thing.

[She moves outside the Aphrodite Cabin and sits on the front steps.] And am I supposed to do anything special as Cabin Counselor? I mean, should I be leading my fellow cabin mates to classes in single file line?

(no subject)

[scinlae]

[ It takes her some time and a great amount of debate before she decides to open the journal, she could choose not to relay them this message but it does little to help or harm her. ]

There is something you all should know. [ Don't mind how uncaring she sound to all this, just be happy she is even bothering to tell you guys. ]

peaceful is the breadth of sky,
be wary where thou try to lie;
from the depths beasts shall rise,
of earth and blood and fiery eyes;

It is a prophecy, make of it what you will. [ A beat. ] But it would be unwise to ignore it.

032 prophecies

[kungfuwitch]

[Phoebe's voice is soft, distant as she speaks. It's almost as if she's speaking through the haze of a dream]

Visitors from distant land
welcomed with open hand
Dormant cabins live again
God's doors open for mortal kin
Fire extinguished. Harpies cry
Tread softly as the ravens fly

[Her eyes open and she takes a slow breath, lifting her gaze to the roof of the cavern. She smiles slightly, quietly awaiting the responses to the newest prophecy.]

052 - Black Coffee (OPEN HERMES POST)

[jammin_with_ed]

[Edward found out some very interesting information today. Namely that Spike is supposed to be the counselor of their cabin and he's not, well, counseling... or doing much of anything for that matter. Clearly something needs to be done about this. She creeps up on his bunk, peering over the edge at him.]

Spiii~iiiiike.

[Hmmm. He's not moving. But he's breathing so it's obvious he's still alive. There's only one solution: She grins and hops up onto his bed, jumping up and down next to him]

Wakey wakey Spike Spike!

((ooc: Spike doesn't want to actually do anything as camp counselor so Edward has decided to take matters into her own hands and MAKE HIM. Feel free to spectate, try to help kick Spike's ass into gear or, you know, just bum around the cabin. whatevs. THREADJACKING ENCOURAGED!))

011 | open to Apollo cabin

[solar_absorber]

[Apollo is lounging on his bed, looking quite comfortable, despite the fact that his feet hung off the edge. He has the journal open across his chest, but his eyes are closed. Those around him might mistake him for being asleep and get a shock when suddenly speaks.]

Did anyone actually go to camp as a kid? What was that like? I'm sure some of you have some interesting stories to tell.

03. Action for Demeter

[fatherandsun]

[It's been a few days since Goku left for camp and Konzen was hilariously transformed into a beautiful statue. As the days ticked by without his realizing, something happened. Somewhere, somehow, someone decided to allow him the honour of experiencing the joys of camping, and so with a crackle and a crunch, Konzen's statue sheds its stone and the God tumbles to the ground, gasping in shock as he has no idea how he's gotten outside or why. As common as it was for his aunt to troll him back in Heaven, it never ceased to infuriate him. He looked about, seeking answers and finding none though the nearby cabin he seemed to have been a statue close by did seem a much better place than the little clearing he'd been standing in.

And a bird had been putting nesting material on his head. That had to go.

He stretched, groaning and trying to ignore the rising fury in the back of his mind as he approached the cabin... but as his high-heeled sandal caught the edge of a tree root and he tumbled to the ground in a lump of awkward God, he let out a cry of frustration that startled the birds from the trees.

Nature, he decided while pulling grass and twigs from his long hair, was best viewed from a distance on even the best of days.]

Whoever did this to me is going to pay for it! This is unacceptable and absolutely preposterous, not to mention ridiculous! A statue! I was a statue! Of all of the unforgivable, irritating pranks!!

[His prissy-fit has been unleashed. Cower all from the out-of-shape God in grass-stained silk.]

004 | Backdated to this morning (OPEN POST FOR ARTEMIS)

[accidentalrebellion]

[It's another early morning, and Katniss has just opened her eyes. Opened her eyes to the same sight that greeted her about this time yesterday. The mattress of the bunk bed above her. Some form of prison.

This whole camp thing? Is the worst idea anyone has ever thought of.

But that doesn't mean they're going to make her participate.

With something like a grumble, she grabs the bow she took from the armory and steps out of bed, quietly making her way toward the door. If all goes well, no one will get in her way, and she'll be long gone before anyone else even wakes up.

Today, though, might not be her lucky one.]


[[OOC: Open to everyone in Whateva-I-Do-What-I-Want Artemis cabin! Threadjacking and all other miscellaneous shenanigans strongly encouraged, go nuts XD]]

6- The Lake

[chippedcup]

( [Filtered to people from her world and Storybrooke] )

[With that done, Belle walks her way towards the lake, her journal still open at her side. There was no way she was following her 'schedule', as it were. If this castle thinks it can control her it has another thing coming. Not after Mirror World. She stops by the edge of the lake, looking out over it and says quietly mostly to herself, though her journal still catches it.] ...Hopefully there's nothing that lives in this lake that's going to eat me.

two.

[selfdom]

( filtered to mainly dc people, open to all though )

✴ open post: hand to hand combat.

[korianders]

[ about time this got up but here's your favorite orange alien ready in the fields with a few mats scattered around, arms across her chest waiting for the last of the campers to settle in ]

Welcome everyone. I am Starfire and I will be here to teach you hand to hand combat. I do not what all your different levels are, so we will start with the basics.

[ feel free to go nuts here and i'll put up a few sections: training mats, learning the basics of defense, free play (basically do what you want) ]

xx λ from one man to another

[assassino]

( Brock Samson )

Second Lesson/Open to Forest Folks

[innerpeace]

[There's one thing that irks the red panda more then he'd ever thought possible about this. Being stuck in the forest, because really the people stuck out there were just as much people as the people in the camp right?

Right.

So with a little bit of shameless looking like a cute harmless animal to someone he was allowed in and well...

Snuck off with a number of things to make a small little camp out in the forest. Nothing much, a few table clothes from the night before for tents for the smaller ones (and well he did try and get a few things for others and may have knicked other things on request) and food. It's enough for a smallish camp and a party for them all away from the camp grounds proper.

Who says forest creatures can't have fun?]

((OOC: Open post for all the various characters in the woods or folks wandering around out there. Threadjack, start your own threads do whatever!))

(no subject)

[learns]

[ In the Athena cabin, a certain unicorn-turned-girl is sitting down with a bunch of cardboard and sticks, constructed what are obviously protest signs. They've been painted with colorful slogans like "SAY NEIGH TO FORCED PONY LABOR", "HORSE POWER IS FOR THE HORSES", and "FREEDOM FOR EQUESTRIANS!" Her bright orange camp shirt is splattered with paint, because honestly, she's not used to doing these sorts of things by hand. At least she didn't strip out of it this time, though!

Please feel free to ask what in Celestia's name she's doing... or feel free to join her in the fight!


When she's getting near the end, she finally flips open her journal and dictates into it. Her voice is obviously irate when she speaks, so respond at your own risk. ]

I hope none of you are actually going to participate in this... chariot race. I'd like to think more of you all than that.

[ She snorts, taking a moment to cross her legs and pull a blank piece of cardboard into her lap, beginning another slogan. "TAKE THE REINS FROM THOSE WHO ABUSE THEM" seems fitting.... but maybe a bit long. Think of something better, Twilight. ]

We're not here for your amusement, you know. We're people, too. [ Okay, more literally than usual in her case, but the point stands.

....Huh. "HORSES ARE PEOPLE TOO" works. She begins to paint that on the board. ]

And.... whatever prize they're giving away? It's not worth it.



[ She gives that a minute to sink in, then she makes a filter. ]


[ Teachers, staff, and cabin heads ]

Okay. Ummmm...... I probably should have done this before I potentially made enemies out of everypony, but... I have an important question. It has nothing to do with what I just said, by the way, not really.

Does everypony out in the woods really have to stay out there?

My assistant... well, that is, my family.... he's out there, and I can't keep an eye out for him if I have to stay in my cabin. And I don't even think he has a bed. Can't I bring him back here and let him stay in the cabin with me?

If there's a problem because there aren't enough beds to go around or something, I'll give up my bed for him. I can sleep on the floor with a few blankets.

Please?


[ Obviously, open in person to Athena cabinmates, or over the journal. ]

sixteen ► the race

[gentleidealist]

( [Filtered to friends] )

[ooc: Lloyd is friends with you if he's talked to you once or twice and gotten your name. If you have any doubts-- AIM is heroic BSOD.]

Open Post: Swordfighting

[nothingtobelieve]

[Your instructor may not look like he wants to be there, or really like he has any business being at a summer camp at all, but he's gathered the necessary equipment anyway, and despite the scowl, he'll actually attempt to instruct anyone who's got a serious interest.]



[ooc: Talk with Vicious or mingle with others. Just remember those swords are sharp. ;)]

ℙ the fourteenth;

[eternityalone]

[The sound comes quickly, a nearby journal being knocked to the ground and the sound of immediate laughter fills the air of whoever is listening. It's loud, clearly whoever is around this now open book is having far too much fun.]

-- that's not even half of the bottle!

[There's a definite empty bottle skittering across the floor, that sound is unmistakeable.]

Wait!! I wasn't even done with that! [The voice could be Katherine's or Elena's depending on who you were familiar with, since it didn't seem anyone had mentioned to the public that Elena was gone.]

I'll finish it. Just give it. [There are fingers snapping and more laughter, even more bottles being pushed aside.]

Give it. [Ladies and Gentleman, this is Dionysus - at its finest.]

Mission 2.1

[ontheclockpro]

( People from 'the castle' who know me )

Open at the Lake & Action for Aphrodite Cabin

[wishmadeinfire]

 [ Le Lake ]

[Camp was not as much fun as everyone seemed to be thinking. No sir. Certainly it was an interesting change of pace, and Ashura had enjoyed learning about his 'patron goddess' - Aphrodite - but that didn't change that he was still miffed over personal problems and in no mood to have to walk through woods and mud and sweat in the heat. Nor was he in the mood to share camp bathrooms. He tolerated sharing one with Felix because he loved him, but everyone else? No.

So that was how he came to be at a far edge of the lake.

He looked around to make sure he was more or less alone before stripping, folding his clothes and laying them out on some nearby rocks and slowly working his way into the water. He sighed as cool water brushed his skin and he dove down to fully wet himself before grabbing a cloth and beginning to wash himself, thinking himself alone....]

[ Le House de Aphordite ] 

[Back from the lake, he felt clean and refreshed, but now it was time for arduous task of brushing and drying his hair. The drying was not hard, it was the brushing that could get difficult considering the length of it. He wished he knew where Cinna was so he could ask for help, but he did not want to cause a bother to the man. For all he knew, he was a statue, which would be distressing to see (especially since he knew how hard it was to be one, having once been forced to remain as one for almost a week).

Still, he sat in a night robe on his bed in the Aphrodite house, holding up the single brush in his trunk he could find. He pulled his wet hair over his shoulder and began to brush out his hair, starting with the ends, and having to work up about six feet more of it.]

[ooc: points to anyone who gets the bathing reference and takes a shot at it, lol.]

Armory [Open action post]

[lonenoble]

[Six was feeling curious about that armory, and wanting to test out some of what she'd see there...

But the Spartan wasn't about to do thaat in the middle of those classes with all the civilians around. She couldn't show weakness. And flailing around with a new weapon is too much weakness.

But it's still always possible someone might walk in and interrupt...]

Day Three: Campfire

[camphalf_blood]

[so, we've had a pretty interesting day, huh? A possible race/protest, some predictions... It's a lot to discuss!

So gather around the campfire and hash out the day's events!]


[apologies for it being later tonight! Same drill as yesterday: make your own threads]

(no subject)

[wintercat]

( Yuan )

[Stark filter]

It would ease my mind if I knew where each of you found yourselves. I am in Hera’s cabin.

[/filters]

[The rest of you may run into Catelyn around the camp. She’s borrowed a horse and is just riding on her own. It may not seem like she has a particular goal in mind, but she’s actually making an attempt to get some idea of the lay of the land.]

jukebox selection G07 - she's got my number ; semisonic

[huntersdaughter]

[The previously shuffled into a pile, possibly under a bed, journal has been FOUND! Jo is VICTORIOUS. She's also drunk. It's also sometime around one in the morning.]

You know these things are great for things.

I need to find a page. [FLIP FLIP] Herewego. [She pats the page.]

Good magic book. I wish for... wait. No. I need to find a Chase and not the dog. Because, I am drunk and I don't think Haymitch wants my hands on him and that's what Chase is usually for.

[Gwaine is there and he's just being loud. Which is fine. It's loud there.]

All my friends! Arthur, no, Arthur's a git. He really needs to relax. Arthur, Geoffrey, Wallen, ha, that's fun to say.

[a beat]

Wallen walker, Wallen walker...



((dis blue is gwaine))

Kanaya: Put your tacky orange t-shirt to another use.

[rainbowed]

[At present, Kanaya is in the Demeter cabin, wiping down the windows with what appears to be a dingy orange rag. Upon closer inspection, it appears to be her camper t-shirt!

She decides to speak into the journal:]

Well, this has certainly been an experience. I would really like to know who is responsible for selecting the colors of our attire here, but let it be known that it was a terrible mistake. No one should ever be forced to wear such a revolting, obnoxious shade of orange.

[She pauses and sets the rag aside. She's been cleaning the entire cabin all day -- like hell is she going to let her cabin get punished for living in a dirty environment.] On another note: today, someone tried to convince me to try a cold beverage called "bug juice." I refused to sample it because he wouldn't tell me the drink's contents. How exactly does it taste, and is this a customary beverage for camp?