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Demigods and the Hands of the Fates (based off LOD)

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(just an intro to the RP. i do all of my chars in 1st person so i tell who is talking at the top in ooc. Jericho Neric.)

"So how do I start this" I mumbled while trying to get the over head projector to work for the orientation movie.

the machine just fuzzled out and the room went dark. I sighed as i sulked to the fornt of the room. With my 20/20 night vision i quickly located the lightswitch and flipped it on.

"ok everybody instead of that I'll just tell you what has happened for the last few months." I explained, "you see a while ago a number of living shadows from the edges of Erebos in the underworld began to attack camp it was a long seige, but we've muttled through thanks to Jake Waiklo. He sacrificed himself to free the frozen gods and stop the shadow warriors. even today we demigods owe him our lives. other than that the camp has been generally quiet. Oh except for the Breeds (important) for some reason there have been alot of half-human monsters appearing: harpies, sirens, the minotaur."

lightning flashed ever time i said a monster name, but I was unphased. I'd gotten use to it.

"Worst of all are the ones that aren't greek. we've seen everything from a boar-man to an elephant-soldier. either way just watch out for these things they're nasty tough. any questions, don't ask me." I finished and left the room.

'wonder where Ellie is' I thought as my Hellhound, Zariant, bounded up next to me.
 
Geez, sounds rough. Cayin thought to himself, sitting in the back with his twin sister Camari. He knew a lot of stuff had happened in this place, but he never thought it would be this bad. They were relatively unfazed by the lightning, having gone through countless thunderstorms during their lives as mercenaries.
 
Devon listened to the boy's speech, even though everyone knew the story. It was his first year at the camp but he had the option to come to it a while ago, he just didnt want to. He wanted to train himself so if he did decide to go to camp it would be to have some fun, not for training. Devon summoned a little ball of light about the size of a baseball and started tossing it up and down in his hand. He sighed as the boy finished his speech. He exited the room and went back to his cabin. He simply laid on his bed and tossed the little light ball off the wall repeatedly.
 
(Jason Waiklo [yes he is Jake Waiklo's brother])

I knew that Jericho was doing the introduction movie this week so I had been wandering around the big house when my bigger the a whale black dragon, Xeriac, landed nearby. Despite his massive size he landed without a sound.

"what is it? you look aggrivated." I asked him as he shifted painfully.

"right shoulder, between my arm and wing sockets." he grunted.

Jumping onto him i looked where he had described and found a javalin stuck deep into his black scales. With extreme caution i eased the weapon out.

"burn the wound. that'll seal it descently, but until it's healed no flying. the javalin was way to close to the bone. also why were you out flying without me or your armor?" I threw the javalin aside waiting for Xeriac's answer.

"I need my space." He shrugged, but then thuroughly regretted it.

Xeriac winced in agony as he reopened the wound. I shook my head.

'well there goes teh weekend.' I said mentally.
 
Patrice walked back to her cabin. She sighed. She hknew what his speech was all about, but still, it was kind of depressing. She opened the door to her cabin and sat down on her bed. Her cabin was empty most of the time, since there were rarely any Poseidon campers. She stared at the wall for a while. She decided to walk around camp.
 
Logan pushed open the door to his cabin. For some reason there had been alot of Apollo children coming to Camp Half Blood in recent years. He noticed his older half-brother Devon was already in there. He put his hand out in front of himself and absorbed the ball of light into himself. He loved to mess with his half-siblings, they were the closest things to family he had here.

OOC:I can't use Daemon or Tempest until Elphaba approves them, can I?
 
Cayin and Camari walked around the area, not really wanting to go back to their cabins. Cayin found a ptchof bare soil, and immediately walked over to it, bag of seeds in hand. Camari sighed at her twin's effeminate tendencies, but joined him in planting flowers. After all, the world wouldn't stay green by itself.
 
Devon chuckled and hopped of his bunk. "How are you this fine evening?" he said jokingly.
 
"Still nervous actually. We may be skilled with archery, but I'm not so sure about close combat,"explained Logan sitting down on his bunk. He had only been here a little over a week and had managed to avoid most of the training sessions.
 
(sure i guess. Jericho. also there is a hades bunker [its a secret hide out like the Hephestus hanger in the Lost Hero. it has a tunnel to the underworld and a few other places.])

I hopped onto Zariant and rode to the hades bunker. i moved in there when a new Hades kid came along. I wasn't big on sharing. when i opened the hatch Specter my other hellhound wimpered weakly. not so long ago he had gotten himself shot by another demigod. Some guy who called himself Orien. he kiddnapped me trying to get me to tell him how to revive his dead mother and friend. I haven't seen him since.

"aeh buddy" I called to Specter.

Specter replied with deep weezing breath. I opened my mini-fridge and grabbed a Mt. Dew. Then after reclining on a black leather arm chair i had procured from an old business associate. i still laugh about how they though i was an actual Hermes' kid. theft is just easier with invisibility and teleporting thats all.
 
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Devon touched a few buttons on his wrist watch and his two twin daggers appeared. He wielded them assassin style and waved them around in a impressive way. "Maybe your just using the wrong weapons?" said Devon, tossing him the daggers.
 
Patrice walked back to her cabin. She walked over to the fountain and put some water in a canteen. "Well, you never know when it'll come in handy." she said to herself.
 
When they were done planting seeds, the twins applied some water, and went off to do something else. Cayin walked slower than Camari, due to the heavy broadsword that was in his back holster.
 
Logan caught the two daggers and looked them over. They seemed to give heat and glowed faintly. "Where did you get these?" he asked. He pulled out his own dagger out of it's golden sheath, and he tossed the two back to Devon. "Maybe a sword?" he wondered looking at his reflection in the dagger's blade.
 
"Dad gave them to me when I was 12" said Devon, catching his daggers making them disperse in a flash of light. "That looks like a well balanced dagger, maybe you just need practice. Want to spar, right here right now?" asked Devon very seriously.
 
"I'll regret this, but I'm game," said Logan pulling his armor off of the shelf beside his bunk. He quickly put it on and pulled out his dagger. There was no way he was going to get himself hurt in a friendly spar.
 
Devon opened a trunk at the foot of his bed and pulled out his gold authentic greek-leather super-light assassin suit (GAGSAS for short). He put it all on and opened the door and stepped outside, he summoned his two daggers and started twirling them, waiting for Logan.
 
(Jericho)

Kabammmm!

"Cough cou coaaaagh!" I coughed fanning away the smoke, "note to self , leave arms making to hepheastus kids. maybe they can help me with this."

I had been trying to create a special rifle that could fire a variety of projectiles. I was using Derek's old nerf gun as a base. Derek's a dead camper. he was the son of hecate and a great hero three times and reached the isle of the blest. last year he gave me a special spell to turn my arrows into pure energy. He was a nice guy too bad the Fates killed him off. I sighed at the thought. I know to most people death is horrible, but Derek has it pretty good on the isle. trust me I've seen it.

Looking back at my busted triple barrel rifle I noticed that it was unscaved. atleast i picked a good materiel to build it out of. Stygian iron seems to last forever.

'Gah getting off track.' I shook my head.

I climbed up out of the bunker. maybe I could find one of the Hepheastus kids at the forge.
 
(OOC: You got it. I do 1st-person, too, guys. BTW, Ellie and Jericho are A Thing)

"Hey you." I said casually, strolling up to Jericho, "Are you okay?"
 
"hie coaaaa cuuuh" I weezed setting my rifle aside, "waaaz up cuouuuugh?"
 
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