DIONYSUS
CHILD OF DIONYSUS
god of wine
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Post by DIONYSUS on Dec 18, 2010 9:35:24 GMT -5
Be quiet! You can start singing after I've finished talking. When I left at the last campfire and came back, the ground was split into two. Now if I come back to that again...someone will be turned into a bottlenose dolphin. Understand? Good, because I'm leaving.
Now sing your silly songs and roast your smores.
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Post by Sarah Sue Pratt on Dec 18, 2010 11:10:12 GMT -5
Sarah sat in the corner regretting her choice to come here. She had been the one to make a crack in the ground last time and now she had tons of enemies and one friend. She doubted Faolan would show up so she would probably sit alone for the whole campfire.
She made the decision that if Ace showed up she would apologize. She wouldnt apologize to anyone else but him.
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Post by sebastian gareth beauchene on Dec 18, 2010 17:41:19 GMT -5
-------------------------------I took my baby's breath beneath the chandelier of stars and atmosphere [/size][/b] Sebastian sucked in a breath, air coming as icy. A few flakes of snow touched the ground and lingered in his hair, flecking it with white. This, indeed, was his kind of weather. Subconsciously he’d decided against an anorak. He felt thin as a chill shuffled down his body, shivering he stuck his tongue and glanced upward, a torrent of snowflakes catching the firelight over his head. Pity it wasn’t sticking. He shivered again as he sat down, a log bench providing place for him to rest. Sebastian wasn’t tired; quite the contrary- he felt rather, well, alive. It may have been true that he’d slept the day away, but staying up late? That overrode all there was to enjoy.
word count;; /lame music;;Is There a Ghost – Band of Horses
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Post by Leon Faollan on Dec 18, 2010 21:34:22 GMT -5
Leon headed down to the campfire. Dionysis was in a bad mood but however Leon didn't care. He had been up all night looting the store with his brothers and nothing had made him more annoyed then when his brothers squealed and got him into trouble. bastard. Leon didn't even bother to grab a stick like the rest of the people did. He just took his knife out and elbowed a younger camper out of his way to get to his seat. He just started picking his nails with the knife. He didn't much care for the snot nosed little brats. they took up precious space in his cabin and probably didn't even really have a worthwhile parent. His bow was slung over his back with both short swords on his sides. Others frowned on it but Leon never went any where with out them. But on the up side it was snowing.
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Post by paisley pastel adidas on Dec 19, 2010 13:54:22 GMT -5
pais was intent on coming to the campfire, something she hadn't stolen the opportunity to participate in the previous week. she supposed that had been a good thing. she had heard mention of a lot of dead people rididng from the ground, courtesty of the only daughter of hades currently attending camp. with her judgemental eyes, she looked at her briefly, before going to sit beside a hestia boy she didn't recognize.
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Post by elijah jay emmerson on Dec 19, 2010 14:09:01 GMT -5
Elijah was not quite sure why he had gone to the campfire again. Last time there were dead people roaming around and fights forming everywhere. Eli hoped that this time it would be a tad calmer and he could actually accomplish what he came for. What was that? Well, romance of course. It was that time again! Pretty white flakes falling from the sky, making people cuddle close for warmth. Mistletoes were hanging everywhere, making Eli's job easy. Oh how he loved winter. He took a seat close by the fire and noticed that Sarah was also attending. Eli couldn't help but roll his eyes. Did she not realize that she was totally unwanted here.
tag: everyone! note: rawr!
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Post by alexander james fanthom on Dec 19, 2010 16:02:15 GMT -5
That night was Alex's first camp fire he had attended since he had come here. He had heard that the last camp fire that someone had split the ground into two. Alex wondered how they manage to do that, but than of course he reminded himself that this is Camp Half blood and to expect things like that. since the rest of his siblings had sat with their friends from other cabins, Alex was sitting by himself near the fire. He was sitting with his legs crossed in front of him.
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Post by charlotte kristine nightingale on Dec 19, 2010 19:29:51 GMT -5
Charlotte didn't go to the campfire the previous week and she wanted to go this time. She didn't want to miss out on something important. She had heard all about last weeks campfire and instead of disliking Sarah, she felt sorry for her. It wasn't her fault that she was a daughter of Hades. Charlotte looked at the daughter of Hades briefly before sitting down next to Elijah. "Hey." she said softly. She hoped that this campfire wouldn't be as bad as the last one. Charlotte could not run when it was snowing. Even if it is barely snowing.
Looking around her she saw a couple of more campers around her. She was surprised at how few people were here this early. Then she saw mistletoes almost everywhere she looked. Charlotte sighed and made a mental note to watch where she stood and sat. The last thing she wanted was to be under a mistletoe.
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Post by elijah jay emmerson on Dec 20, 2010 11:51:02 GMT -5
Eli glanced to his side and saw Charlotte. A small smiled formed on his lips. "Hey."
Eli couldn't help but look her over. Though Charlotte was like a sister to Eli, he could not help but notice that her beauty would be enough to attract any guy and maybe even some girls. He was surprised that she wasn't a child of Aphrodite which was maybe for the best.
Eli followed her eyes and noticed she was looking at all the mistletoes. He smirked. He wondered to himself how hard she would punch him if he somehow got the two of them under a mistletoe together. "So...how bout this snow."[/color] Eli was never good with small talk. He liked to get straight to the point but Charlotte would probably run away if he said that he just wanted to kiss her in the snow. Yeah... tag: everyone!note: eww post![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color][/font]
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Post by britty rae bechard on Dec 20, 2010 17:17:38 GMT -5
Britt had left dinner earlier that evening, much before anyone else had finished their dishes. The soft hum of the dining hall had washed all the way to her bedroom, where she was dutifully selecting things to wear for the campfire. she realized most people wouldn't glance twice at their wardrobe before throwing on a sweatshirt, but Britt liked to feel pretty. She smiled at a summery, floral dress, and threw it on over a pair of thin, white tights. she put on a light sweater. She was content with knowing she might be a little cold. There would be plenty of guys there capable of hugging. It was true, her mother was certainly Aphrodite. She often became ashamed of herself for inheriting her mother's heartbreaker essence. She never mean to hurt guys the way she did. She thought she knew what she was doing, that she was really in love, and they were in love right back, but she became easily bored, and thus had a heartbreaking tendency.
Stepping within the circle of logs, she was instantly thrilled. the light snowflakes and slight chill of the air were pleasantly romanitc, and the mistletoe touched lightly on the effect. But her gaze was instantly removed from the people and decor around her, whens he saw a guy she didn't recognize. It wasn't his looks, or her Aphrodite-driven motives, that drove her to him. He was new, and Britt had a habit of trying to befriend them. She smiled lightly, sitting somewhat close to him on the log, and tucked the dress underneath her. "Hey, she said quietly, tapping him slightly on the shoulder. All the while, she obliviously ignore the mistletoe that was above and between them.
words// 287, muse// no hands - waka flocka flame <3 , outfit // (coming soon!)
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Post by aleksander foretune. on Dec 20, 2010 17:27:31 GMT -5
words flowed before the text on the page. He blinked furiously, trying to separate the words. He closed the book with a sigh, cursing his dyslexia. He loved to read - he really did. It just took a long time to finish a page. Five minutes, at least. He rubbed his temples, then stopped as he heard chattering outside. What was going on? Silently, he glided to the edge of the cabin and peered outside. Campers were heading toward the campfire. The fire flickered merry violet flames. Aleksander blinked. Maybe he could chow down some smores, then get back to reading. Practice made perfect.
Alek headed toward the campfire, straightening his white t-shirt and smoothing his blue jeans. Maybe if he sat at the edge of the crowd, no one would notice him. So he did exactly that.
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Post by alexander james fanthom on Dec 20, 2010 17:36:22 GMT -5
It was not that Alex wasn't a loner, it was just the simple he was new that he was not sitting next to anyone. Alex didn't know the camp well enough to know who he could talk and who were his friends and such. Alex was still learning about the camp and how to use his powers more. Just than someone tapped his shoulder and spoke rather quietly saying hi.
He had be looking at the fire, the tap and hi caused him to look and look at the girl sitting close to him. The girl is pretty and he knew they haven't meet. For this was the first time he had seen her. Alex has an idea of who her god parent, it was from the fact that she was really beautiful. "Hi, I am Alex." Alex, like the girl, didn't notice the mistletoe that was above and between them.
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Post by maximum lee raison on Dec 20, 2010 18:06:01 GMT -5
max could usually care less about campfires. But she'd heard about the action and violence from the last one and decided that campfires seemed like something that was more interesting than she'd originally thought. So there she sat, practically bouncing on her heels, excited to see what might happen tonight.
She glimpsed the Hestia boy she'd talked to the other night - Sebastian.
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Post by faolan james reeves. on Dec 20, 2010 18:08:23 GMT -5
faolan came into the campfire space and immediately saw sarah crouched unhappily near the fire. He made his way over to her sneakily, then decided against scaring her. He didn't want to become the subject of an attack from dead people. So he walked loudly up to her and placed his hands over her eyes.
"Guess who?" he said jokingly.
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Post by britty rae bechard on Dec 20, 2010 18:43:33 GMT -5
The boy, Alex, as he had mentioned, was decently more attractive up close than far away. She inched a shy smile towards her lips, a sort of smile she wasn't used too. Sure, she was shy, but her grins always seemed relatively full. She held out her hand hesitantly. "Call me Britt," she said, "Whose your parent? You seem new here." It was true that she hadn't seen the boy here before. She had at least caught a glimpse of all the good-looking guys around, but she would be thoroughly embarassed if he had indeed been there a long time. words// 100, muse// no hands - waka flocka flame <3 , outfit // (coming soon!)
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