Ally Taylor

@KatherinWinter @DarkHuntress

She tried to concentrate on following the conversation between the people she had just met. Thinking how she would like to participate in the conversation, but not knowing how she should do it, she stayed silent. Then when she heard Ivy mentioning what we would do that day, she thought back to the happy days with her and her brother. With a quiet voice, growing more and more louder with each word, she said: "What do you think we are going to do today? It makes me think back to the days my brother and I played the cat and mouse game almost every day with the other kids in the neighbourhood on the streets." "Did I say something weird? They didn't ask about something from my childhood..." she thought to herself.

@Squirrel98@bloonewb@DarkHuntress@medalliah@Animera
"I DON'T DO SLOW! KYLE SWEARS THAT I AM NOT CAPABLE OF IT! HE SAYS I HAVE ONE SPEED TURBO!" Ivy told the girl as she bounced around. She was distracted by another girl who had music. Loud music. Kyle would never have allowed her to listen to something so loud. He considered it rude. She bounced over to Aly. "HELLO! WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO? wHY DO YOU HAVE IT SO LOUD? ARE YOU NERVOUS? YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE NERVOUS WE ARE ALL GOING TO BE FRIENDS! WE ALL HAVE POWERS! WHAT CAN YOU DO!" Before the girl in the headphones could answer Ivy bounced away this time to Ally. The girl mentioned a game. "I DON'T KNOW ANY CAT AND MOUSE GAME! I DON'T THINK I WOULD BE A GOOD MOUSE! EVEN THOUGH I AM SMALL I AM NOT QUIET! HOW DO YOU PLAY THIS GAME?"

"Ivy also has a very short attention span. I appreciate you trying. I want her to connect to others but I think it might be more of a challenge than I thought."Kyle shook his head as he watched his sister. It was hard not to run after run. But this summer he was determined to have some time to himself.

Aly was caught completely surprised when suddenly there was someone almost exploding with energy in front of her! She could almost hear the voice of the puppy..woman...girl...? over the music.

What?

Before Aly had any chance to reply to the barrage of questions suddenly machine gunned at her, the girl was gone, leaving Aly with her music still blaring out looking at the other girl completely confused. She hadn't been able to hear the words well, but she could lip-read, so she knew what was said.

"...Huh?" she said quietly, not even able to hear her own voice over the music.

@KatherinWinter

Willow laughs standing up and watching Ivy, the girl bringing a lot of memories of her younger brother and Trent's little sisters. She turns away from the Ivy smiling at Kyle "She just needs that one think to distract and I bet at this camp there going to be something she falls in love with"

Trent shurgs "Not clue what we are going to be doing, how old your brother?" He glances at Ally before shifting the shadows to have horses dancing around Ivy's head curious on what would distract the girl and what her power is.

@Squirrel98@KatherinWinter

To say that Alison was overwhelmed by the loud presence of other campers would be an understatement. She decided to stay on the sidelines, trying to avoid thinking about conversing with others and instead the blonde looked at the landscape of the camp. Everyone seemed so confident and accustomed to socializing with others. Alison felt completely out of place.



Tiffany smiled at the commotion caused by the younger girl. Sure, the camp and the people who ran it emitted a sense of abnormality and mystery but the other campers and the scenery made it seem pleasant and homely. She slid down the tree and sat down crossed legged, awaiting the beginning of the first activity- she could get to know the others later during the week.

Aly, trying to follow what was happening, whispered "turn off" to herself. The loud metal music that had been playing completely stopped, and she was greeted with the louder world around her; including the puppy-like woman who was bouncing from person to person!

She bit her lip, nervous, but moved further inwards. Ending up sitting next to someone else who also looked nervous (@Animera Alison). She looked at the girl, and quietly said "hello". It was the kind of awkward hello from someone not used to starting conversations, and she went back to looking at her hands. Maybe the other girl wouldn't hear her...

"We know most of you have limited social skills." The counselors began. Once again they moved in spoke in unison. "We understand how hard it is to be different from everyone else. We will do our best to help you. First activities are not option. You can not grow if you do not participate. We understand that this will not be easy for most of you but we push you out of your comfort zones. Second remember everyone here is different. No one is going to judge you for your differences. We all have one thing in common. We can do things others can not. We encourage you to ask questions and be open. We are going to start slow with activities that require little interaction and work our way up. If there is an activity you want to do please ask us. We want you to enjoy yourselves here. The first activity will an arts and crafts project. You will make something to hang outside your cabin. The only requirement is that your name must be in plain sight. The rest is up to you."

The mention of an activity perked Lukas up. Sitting there was beginning to become a bit dull, and he was already forming a plan in his head to sneak out his games without anyone seeing. Theodora says he's addicted to that thing. Lukas disagreed loudly and on multiple occasions, but is now beginning to consider that she may have a point. Best have something to do to with his hands, and more importantly keep his mind off Fire Emblem. The personalized name tags sounded like fun, especially if the counsellors would let him use Greek letters.

Arts and crafts?

Aly wasn't sure how to feel about that. She was never very good at either, but she turned to the councilors. She really hoped there wasn't any artists in the room, that would be embarrassing.

"Um...where are the supplies?" Aly asked quietly.

@KatherinWinter

Trent looks around wondering if he suppose to raise his hand to ask questions, shrugging he decided to just speak up "Hey counselors, which up cabin are the supplies in? He moves away from Ally and Kyle moving closer towards the fire waiting to have the way pointed out.

Willow groans already trying to figure out how she suppose to create something, she has absolutely no art talent. She looks up as Trent moves away to figure out where they need to go and smiles thinking maybe she can convince him to help her out.

Ally Taylor

Her body went to a state between having her fox features on and off for a couple of minutes before they fully appeared again. The first five minutes she was unhappy that she couldn't look like a normal human being - even though nobody at the camp was - but she accepted it after realising she could use it in the project.

Bending to the ground she took a piece of wood that seemed to fit hanging outside of her cabin as it had a nice rectangular shape. It wasn't big, but she didn't need much space for her short name. She sat on the ground in cross-legged position with the piece of wood before her and a smile upon her face. This was her moment to be creative, she could even use a fox on it.

@Squirrel98@DarkHuntress@medalliah@bloonewb@Animera
The counselors pointed a large building not far from there. "That is the dining hall. It is also where we will hold activities when the weather is less than idea. Inside you will find the supplies that you can used. We bought as many different types of art supplies as we could. If there is anything that we did not think of please let us know and we will get it as soon as possible. Your tags can have anything you want but must have your name. Nicknames are acceptable. You will have until lunch unless everyone finishes before than."

Lukas stretched and got up off the log. At the very least there was now something to do. He strode over to the dining hall, casually as he pleased, and snatched up one of the wooden placards. Perhaps he could put a nice carving on it. He looked around for a knife or similar whittling tool, and stopped in his tracks. Right. Stupid Lukas. No summer camp worth its dirt would give teens who couldn't even legally drive a bunch of big scary knives. Then, an idea came to him. Quietly, he took one of the scissors from the back. It wasn't that sharp, but it could probably make quick work of the wood. Armed with the idea, he sat down back against the wall and began to work.

We're not doing it here? Aly was surprised, and unsure why they met at here if they were moving somewhere else to do tasks. She shrugged, and stood up, sighing gently and saying quietly "turn on." The loud music was soon back, and blasting out of her headset. She put her hands into her pockets, and wandered in the direction of the dining hall.

Once she arrived, she examined the different tools. No knives, so no carving. It looked pretty much just like paints and paper, except one of the others was using a pair of scissors to craft wood. That seemed far more interesting to her than painting on paper, but there wasn't a lot of wood. So instead, she sat down, pulling a large sheet of paper over and some colours, and while watching the boy carve wood, she painted the image.

Yang looked around then crossed her arms with a confused face. “This isn’t what i was expecting, but Oooook!” She sighed then started walking around cautiously like a scared lost kid. ‘Where am I going?’ She thought to herself until she walked into a wall.

Trent

"Thanks" He moves off towards the dining hall thinking it looks like any dining hall in any summer camp movie, he chuckles to himself looking over the supplies wondering what he should make. "Sweet, they have mirrors", grabbing up a mirror and some permanent markers he sets to work on his master piece. He looks up when Willow sits next to him and sighs pulling a sheet of paper towards her looking at it like its some piece of slime, laughing he bumps shoulders with her "Why don't you use your power on it?" He laughs as she leaves and holds up his hand waving towards Kyle and Ivy "HEY GUYS, Come on, My tables empty...Ivy, I'll show you a trick if you sit down"

Willow

She groans grabbing up a piece of paper wondering what she suppose to do, when she has no talent at all "Oh, shut up Trent," she glances around the room at the others already getting to work on their pieces and groans again dropping her head on the table "I'm going to have the ugliest piece here," she smacks Trent on the shoulder as he laughs agreeing with her. She looks around the room again thinking maybe she can talk to the others to get either an inspiration or convince one to make hers and moves off towards Lukas rocking back on her feet "So...What are you carving?

Λ . . . ο . . . υ . . . slowly, the letters began to take shape under Lukas' finger-straining effort. Lukas had never actually done any carving in his life, and the reality of it was far more difficult than how it looked on TV. What's more, the wood proved an adversary mightier than the feeble pair of scissors was accustomed to dealing with, and already the very tips of the blade were beginning to bend. Still, he was making good time. Perhaps the placard would be finished in time for lunch after all.

A voice jolted him from his idle thinking, shattering his focus. His scissors, working down a letter, slip from the wood and cut across his arm. Lukas yelps and grabs where the blade landed. Slowly, he removes his hand and checks the palm. No blood. It hurts, but at least it won't make a mess either. He grimaced. It would have been nice to have his stone skin activate then. "This," he responds, holding his placard face up towards the source of the voice. "Λουκάς Μορ" displayed proudly across its length, the remaining half of the last name not having been done yet. "It's my name. What were you working on?"

@bloonewb@DarkHuntress@medalliah@Squirrel98@Animera
Kyle was thrilled that the first activity would be arts and crafts. Even if it meant less interaction. He loved art. Unfortunately he rarely had time to do it. He got up and headed to the room. It sounded like they could do the project anywhere but the supplies were in the dining hall.

The dinning hall was the size of a school gym. There were several rows of tables the tables had plenty of space between them they should be able to look around without being being on top of each other. Each table was covered with art supplies. He had never so many different types outside of an art store.

Ivy bounced inside after the others. She gave no thought to the task she was supposed to do. She was too excited about meeting others to focus on anything. She bounced over to Aly. She was curious why the girl had her music so loud. "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO COLOR? WHY DID YOU CHOOSE CRAYONS? WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOR? WHY ARE YOU WATCHING THE BOY." That question brought her attention to Lukas. She bounced over to the boy. She tilted her head as she watched him. "WHY ARE YOU CARVING WITH SCISSORS? DON'T YOU THINK THAT'S A BAD IDEA? THEY ARE STARTING TO BEND! DO YOU THINK THE COUNSELORS WILL BE MAD?" she asked him. Before he could say anything she noticed Willow. The girl seemed uncertain about what to do. "YOU CAN DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! ITS OK IF IT ISN'T GOOD! NOT EVERYONE IS GOOD AT ART! I'M NOT GOOD AT ART!" she announced before Trent got her attention. "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO? WHAT KIND OF TRICK? DO YOU KNOW A LOT OF TRICKS? I DON'T HAVE ANY SUPPLIES! I WILL ASK KYLE TO DO MINE!"

Willow

She leans forward staring at the craving of his name, shaking her head and stands back up "What's your name? I'm Willow...." she laughs as Ivy bounces over talking a mile a minute giving them no time to even answer her, before she bounces off again. She goes back to wondering what she is suppose to make "I haven't started yet, I'm not artistic so I don't even know where to start yet"

Trent

He pats the chair next to him "You have to sit first and how about you make something yourself" he pulls over a piece of tissue paper making a quick little flower "See, this is easy anyone can do it, I'll show you" turning back to his mirror he twirls some designs around his name waiting for Ivy to decide to sit or bouncer around.

Against the loudest girl in history had blasted a whirlwind past her, throwing questions around then moving on. The next time Ivy passed by, Aly grabbed her arm and held it firmly. She'd allowed her headphones to fall off her head, but the music was still blasting.

"Stop bouncing around and shouting, then maybe someone can answer you" she said firmly, her yellow eyes on Ivy. After a few moments she realized what she'd done, and quickly let go of the girl, looking down at her lap.

"Sorry" she muttered, looking a little shy and embarrassed.

@KatherinWinter