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Jun. 23rd, 2012
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hellshaped[Hey students!!
Today Greek Mythology will be taught outside under some shady trees because it's nice out, okay. Some of you campers could use some more sun. So I hope you're okay with sitting on the ground.
Hellboy is seated on a short, crumbled pillar, smoking a cigarette because he is an excellent role model. Whatever, most of you are adults anyway.]
I don't really have a classroom agenda or anything. Is there anything you guys want to know about?
[ooc. open greek mythology class post! i suppose if any other teachers/non-campers wanted to stumble upon him, they could c:]
Today Greek Mythology will be taught outside under some shady trees because it's nice out, okay. Some of you campers could use some more sun. So I hope you're okay with sitting on the ground.
Hellboy is seated on a short, crumbled pillar, smoking a cigarette because he is an excellent role model. Whatever, most of you are adults anyway.]
I don't really have a classroom agenda or anything. Is there anything you guys want to know about?
[ooc. open greek mythology class post! i suppose if any other teachers/non-campers wanted to stumble upon him, they could c:]
050; action/dictated
Jun. 23rd, 2012 02:45 pmgottaknockhard[After a lot of pushing and insisting about his leadership duties (mostly from Ed), Spike was motivated to avoid the cabin and do something aside from nap. Which is why he's currently slouched in the furthest table in the back of the mess hall.
It's hard to tell if he has a headache from thinking too much, or if it's just the nicotine withdrawal (they really are making it hard for him to be an addict here) -- probably the latter. In any case, Spike's got at least one thing on his mind that's bothering him. He's spent the past hour flipping through the journal to try and get a sense of something that suddenly seems a lot more significant.
Who knew it would take summer camp to get his attention?]
So what's the deal now? Instead of leaving for good, people wind up in a place like this with fake memories? ... Seems to be getting more common. [Sarcasm aside, not knowing if someone is dead or living somewhere... that's going to mess with his head for a while.] Something to look forward to.
[He's poking at the food on his tray while he mulls over his life problems. Which include the mush they're serving around here. It's enough to put anyone into depression.]
What do you think the odds are of getting a steak in this place?
ooc: Open to action in the mess hall/to the journal!
It's hard to tell if he has a headache from thinking too much, or if it's just the nicotine withdrawal (they really are making it hard for him to be an addict here) -- probably the latter. In any case, Spike's got at least one thing on his mind that's bothering him. He's spent the past hour flipping through the journal to try and get a sense of something that suddenly seems a lot more significant.
Who knew it would take summer camp to get his attention?]
So what's the deal now? Instead of leaving for good, people wind up in a place like this with fake memories? ... Seems to be getting more common. [Sarcasm aside, not knowing if someone is dead or living somewhere... that's going to mess with his head for a while.] Something to look forward to.
[He's poking at the food on his tray while he mulls over his life problems. Which include the mush they're serving around here. It's enough to put anyone into depression.]
What do you think the odds are of getting a steak in this place?
ooc: Open to action in the mess hall/to the journal!
Weapons crafting class + journal post
Jun. 23rd, 2012 03:21 pmbuilds[ It's a nice day to do some forging, amirite?
Which is why Tony's finally holding his first class. He usually likes to have a drink or two before teaching anything, but what with his loss and all, that's not seeming very likely.
So instead, he's just going to go through some basic metalworking techniques. No missiles for his class, but he knows more than enough about forging to get by for their usual stuff.
After he gets his class started, he's going to pull out his journal and make some comments. ]
All right. Tony Stark reporting in, here, with some... news. And stuff.
The Arena? That's closed. I don't know why, but that means if you want to practice your no-doubt stellar swordsmanship [ sarcasm go ] you're going to have to find somewhere new to do it. I personally recommend not practicing in your cabins, because blood is really hard to clean out of sheets.
Second, since it seems like you're supposed to make your own chariots for this race, you can come by and use the facilities here to work on it. I'm perfectly fine with it. In fact, if you're nice and say "please," I might even throw in some input on your design. Because, let's face it, you're about two-hundred percent likelier to win if your design is Stark-approved.
Aaaaand lastly. A question. Well, more like a request. I'm not good at asking for help, so. Yeah.
There's this lady. Good-looking, red hair. Goes by Pepper Potts, but her real name is Virginia. Hey, look, I know people named after states, too. Anyway, I haven't seen her around. Does anybody know what cabin she's in, and why she's been avoiding me? Thanks. You're all pals... Except Robin Hood. You're more like an annoying coworker.
[ Robin Hood ]
Please don't shoot me.
[ Open in person, at his class, or over the journal.SECTIONS GOING UP THOUGH. Okay I think that's ever relevant section. :|a ]
Which is why Tony's finally holding his first class. He usually likes to have a drink or two before teaching anything, but what with his loss and all, that's not seeming very likely.
So instead, he's just going to go through some basic metalworking techniques. No missiles for his class, but he knows more than enough about forging to get by for their usual stuff.
After he gets his class started, he's going to pull out his journal and make some comments. ]
All right. Tony Stark reporting in, here, with some... news. And stuff.
The Arena? That's closed. I don't know why, but that means if you want to practice your no-doubt stellar swordsmanship [ sarcasm go ] you're going to have to find somewhere new to do it. I personally recommend not practicing in your cabins, because blood is really hard to clean out of sheets.
Second, since it seems like you're supposed to make your own chariots for this race, you can come by and use the facilities here to work on it. I'm perfectly fine with it. In fact, if you're nice and say "please," I might even throw in some input on your design. Because, let's face it, you're about two-hundred percent likelier to win if your design is Stark-approved.
Aaaaand lastly. A question. Well, more like a request. I'm not good at asking for help, so. Yeah.
There's this lady. Good-looking, red hair. Goes by Pepper Potts, but her real name is Virginia. Hey, look, I know people named after states, too. Anyway, I haven't seen her around. Does anybody know what cabin she's in, and why she's been avoiding me? Thanks. You're all pals... Except Robin Hood. You're more like an annoying coworker.
[ Robin Hood ]
Please don't shoot me.
[ Open in person, at his class, or over the journal.
cheerupemoborg... I still can't get over this concept.
A summer camp devoted to the Greek gods and their... what, patrons?
[Yes, somehow between the Pokemon, pirates, and other general craziness of both Paradisa and his own world, this change is the one that throws him for a loop.]
What's next, a boarding school dedicated to the Norse gods? An afterschool daycare for the Egyptian deities?
[He huffs.]
You'd think these so-called 'gods' would show themselves so we could speak with them. Then again, considering we're dealing with classical mythology, they're probably too busy fornicating with their siblings to care.
A summer camp devoted to the Greek gods and their... what, patrons?
[Yes, somehow between the Pokemon, pirates, and other general craziness of both Paradisa and his own world, this change is the one that throws him for a loop.]
What's next, a boarding school dedicated to the Norse gods? An afterschool daycare for the Egyptian deities?
[He huffs.]
You'd think these so-called 'gods' would show themselves so we could speak with them. Then again, considering we're dealing with classical mythology, they're probably too busy fornicating with their siblings to care.
(no subject)
Jun. 23rd, 2012 03:43 pm3_butterflies[Fluttershy is supposed to be out protesting with Twilight. She's also supposed to be teaching you campers about Equestrian care. But right now, she's doing neither of those things.
She's actually trying in secret - by doing it in the stables, of course - to dismantle all the chariots. That way, she won't have to protest, and the horses won't have to do... do anything, really. She's hunched over, her pink hair occasionally obstructing her view, and there are various tools scattered about in the hay.
Keep in mind she has no idea how any of these tools work. Come bother?]
She's actually trying in secret - by doing it in the stables, of course - to dismantle all the chariots. That way, she won't have to protest, and the horses won't have to do... do anything, really. She's hunched over, her pink hair occasionally obstructing her view, and there are various tools scattered about in the hay.
Keep in mind she has no idea how any of these tools work. Come bother?]
likethetragedy[Guess who else is hanging out in a cave waiting to get a vision? This lady. Speaking of which she has something to say to the camp so it might be wise to pay attention. Don't be offended Elektra sounds half of it herself as she speaks.]
Protection is her gift
But they must be swift
Whether they save spirit or form
It will change the dorm
Paradise will trigger the rift
[There's a long exhale. For any ladies who might be in the cave with her? She's finally opening her eyes.]
Weird. They never rhymed before. Anyways, that's all I have to offer. Interpret that however you want. It's not letting me explain the vision in a useful way.
Protection is her gift
But they must be swift
Whether they save spirit or form
It will change the dorm
Paradise will trigger the rift
[There's a long exhale. For any ladies who might be in the cave with her? She's finally opening her eyes.]
Weird. They never rhymed before. Anyways, that's all I have to offer. Interpret that however you want. It's not letting me explain the vision in a useful way.
Open Post: A hellhound appears!
Jun. 23rd, 2012 04:23 pmcamphalf_blood[the arena is back open again! But before people get too excited, they will see that most of the space is taken up by a gigantic dog. It's a black mastiff about the size of a tank. If you've been paying attention to lessons you would know that this is a hellhound. Even if you haven't, it's a pretty big dog.
Currently it's chewing on a practice dummy. What do you do?]
[open post for the arena! No sections, just tag in!]
Currently it's chewing on a practice dummy. What do you do?]
[open post for the arena! No sections, just tag in!]
ex_avenged224[Alleria is just out and about today. Her quiver is full and her bow is slung across her back like always, but she's visibly irritable.
Eventually she takes her journal out of her satchel and dictates into it.]
For any wishing to learn archery, apparently we are unable to hold lessons today. And yet another thing this place takes from us for no reason, to drive us further into servitude.
I grow very tired of being treated as a toy, placed against an ever-changing backdrop though our actions continue to be dictated for us.
[There's a pause, as if she wants to say something more, but then she huffs and snaps the journal shut.]
[ooc. backdated to earlier today, obvs. open in person or over the journal, whatever! this is your last chance to thread with a winrar, so get to it!!]
Eventually she takes her journal out of her satchel and dictates into it.]
For any wishing to learn archery, apparently we are unable to hold lessons today. And yet another thing this place takes from us for no reason, to drive us further into servitude.
I grow very tired of being treated as a toy, placed against an ever-changing backdrop though our actions continue to be dictated for us.
[There's a pause, as if she wants to say something more, but then she huffs and snaps the journal shut.]
[ooc. backdated to earlier today, obvs. open in person or over the journal, whatever! this is your last chance to thread with a winrar, so get to it!!]
wilder[Zelos may be different thanks to the loss...but unlike what many seemed to think with his "personality being changed"- he's still Zelos. Maybe his skills were a bit duller since he never needed to sharpen them as much- but he knew how to watch, how to listen, how to read the flipping journal. And most of all, how to put all the pieces together even when none of them make much sense.]
[From what he pieced together...he was "wrong". He didn't understand really how he was wrong (no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't see it), but in the eyes of the residents he was and that's what mattered to them. He wasn't the Zelos they knew, that they wanted. But that was alright to them, not because they'd be willing to adjust- but because eventually things would "go back to normal". He was only temporary and would disappear soon enough, whatever that meant. Even the friends he remembered...they felt that way too even if they weren't as open about it.]
[He didn't begrudge them...or tried not to. It wasn't their fault, right? But at the same time...he remembered just getting used to the idea of having a future...oh well. ]
[Today he skipped classes, as he had yesterday too. What was the point in going? This afternoon? He's simply sitting near the edge of the lake, against a tree and arms wrapped around his knees. He had been good at acting cheerful and "okay" around everyone, but during this moment he's alone? He's letting himself rest from that act. Even if it's just until someone sees him and interrupts him]
Heh...I wonder how much longer now.
[OOC: Loss continued and open post]
[From what he pieced together...he was "wrong". He didn't understand really how he was wrong (no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't see it), but in the eyes of the residents he was and that's what mattered to them. He wasn't the Zelos they knew, that they wanted. But that was alright to them, not because they'd be willing to adjust- but because eventually things would "go back to normal". He was only temporary and would disappear soon enough, whatever that meant. Even the friends he remembered...they felt that way too even if they weren't as open about it.]
[He didn't begrudge them...or tried not to. It wasn't their fault, right? But at the same time...he remembered just getting used to the idea of having a future...oh well. ]
[Today he skipped classes, as he had yesterday too. What was the point in going? This afternoon? He's simply sitting near the edge of the lake, against a tree and arms wrapped around his knees. He had been good at acting cheerful and "okay" around everyone, but during this moment he's alone? He's letting himself rest from that act. Even if it's just until someone sees him and interrupts him]
Heh...I wonder how much longer now.
[OOC: Loss continued and open post]
Day Four: Campfire
Jun. 23rd, 2012 08:30 pmcamphalf_blood[there is something different about this campfire. You hear howling off in the woods. Maybe it's just that giant dog, but it's still a little creepy. The perfect atmosphere for scary stories! Right?
Or maybe a cue to start taking those prophecies seriously. Discuss it around the campfire!]
[campfire is early tonight to make up for being late yesterday :D As usual, make your own sections]
Or maybe a cue to start taking those prophecies seriously. Discuss it around the campfire!]
[campfire is early tonight to make up for being late yesterday :D As usual, make your own sections]
Third Crazy Thought
Jun. 23rd, 2012 09:27 pmnot_like_the_restI like the pegasus here. They're pretty fun once you just let them do their own thing.
[serious times now.] So the teams only get to have a pegasus pull their chariot if the pegasus wants to. Don't try to pull something either. Fluttershy and Luna can understand them.
Got it? Now stop whining. It's annoying.
(OOC, YEP, Johanna is being herself. She has grow to like the creatures she was forced to take care of.
Feel free to have action too. She's walking around with one of the males following her. They are buds.)
[serious times now.] So the teams only get to have a pegasus pull their chariot if the pegasus wants to. Don't try to pull something either. Fluttershy and Luna can understand them.
Got it? Now stop whining. It's annoying.
(OOC, YEP, Johanna is being herself. She has grow to like the creatures she was forced to take care of.
Feel free to have action too. She's walking around with one of the males following her. They are buds.)
❥ 5 [dictated/action]
Jun. 23rd, 2012 09:43 pmwhathedovesSalutations~! Lovely night we're having, isn't it? Bit spooky for my tastes, no matter how much I can see in the dark now! I guess there's always the fire ...
Summer camp is ideal for summer love, don't you think? Maybe I should be having a summer fling while I'm out here! Hot weather, hot romance! I know a lot of beauties already! Maybe I have my eye on you ...
Any takers?
[Yuuya is lounging haphazardly on his bunk in Aphrodite cabin, sprawled out all arms and legs. Though he's speaking directly at the journal, he is pretty good at looking like he's opening up his conversation to the cabin at large.]
Anyway, it's possible that some of you might remember an announcement made over the journals not too long ago!
That's right! I'd never forget this day, no matter what. It's practically seared into my memory!
It's my brother Sakuya's birthday, and I know he was really looking forward to his sexy and luxurious party back at the castle, so maybe he deserves some well-wishes on this day!
I don't know what cabin he's in, so I can't tell you where to send any gifts! ... I haven't seen him around much at camp at all, in fact - hm - but if you do run into him, be sure to wish him many happy returns! Surely he'd appreciate all that veneration.
It would mean a lot to him and me both! Happy Birthday, champ!
Thanks, mes amis! Adieu!
[Declaration now over, Yuuya sprawls out with his arms over his head.
Well ... I'm thinking tonight might be the night to get dangerous! Any takers?
[But he forgot to close the book.]
We could just go sunbathe by the flames, I suppose ...
[[Open over the journals or in person in the cabin of love~]]
Summer camp is ideal for summer love, don't you think? Maybe I should be having a summer fling while I'm out here! Hot weather, hot romance! I know a lot of beauties already! Maybe I have my eye on you ...
Any takers?
[Yuuya is lounging haphazardly on his bunk in Aphrodite cabin, sprawled out all arms and legs. Though he's speaking directly at the journal, he is pretty good at looking like he's opening up his conversation to the cabin at large.]
Anyway, it's possible that some of you might remember an announcement made over the journals not too long ago!
That's right! I'd never forget this day, no matter what. It's practically seared into my memory!
It's my brother Sakuya's birthday, and I know he was really looking forward to his sexy and luxurious party back at the castle, so maybe he deserves some well-wishes on this day!
I don't know what cabin he's in, so I can't tell you where to send any gifts! ... I haven't seen him around much at camp at all, in fact - hm - but if you do run into him, be sure to wish him many happy returns! Surely he'd appreciate all that veneration.
It would mean a lot to him and me both! Happy Birthday, champ!
Thanks, mes amis! Adieu!
[Declaration now over, Yuuya sprawls out with his arms over his head.
Well ... I'm thinking tonight might be the night to get dangerous! Any takers?
[But he forgot to close the book.]
We could just go sunbathe by the flames, I suppose ...
[[Open over the journals or in person in the cabin of love~]]
(no subject)
Jun. 23rd, 2012 09:53 pminmylight_commander[Kat's busy digging through her things, looking for the notes she knows she has for a pretty decent chariot design, when she finds someone's journal in with her stuff.]
[Except it has her name and some sort of call number on it, and it talks. Of all the strange things that had been happening lately, this was pretty high on the list.]
[A quick inspection of the thing definitely has it as some sort of communication device, and she hears some of the other campers, and while a lot of it made sense -- talk of the protest, classes, that sort of thing -- there was a fair bit that didn't. Curiostiy meant that she only paused briefly before clearing her throat and speaking into it.]
Anyone have any idea how this journal found itself in my possession?
[Except it has her name and some sort of call number on it, and it talks. Of all the strange things that had been happening lately, this was pretty high on the list.]
[A quick inspection of the thing definitely has it as some sort of communication device, and she hears some of the other campers, and while a lot of it made sense -- talk of the protest, classes, that sort of thing -- there was a fair bit that didn't. Curiostiy meant that she only paused briefly before clearing her throat and speaking into it.]
Anyone have any idea how this journal found itself in my possession?