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1 mo ago
Current Not depressed, but if i just stopped existing right now...I wouldn't be mad about it.
5 mos ago
The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week.
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8 mos ago
weeoo weeoo weeeeoooooooo
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8 mos ago
We're still a colony XD
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8 mos ago
Sad because it was a long weekend for the other colonies. Like Canada and Australia

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You seem to be under the impression that I made my choices because of you. No, I made them for me. I discovered my self worth again. I remembered my strength and understand now that I am worth more.














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Annika frowned, her nose scrunching up before she sneezed. A strange quirk she had developed when her curiosity spiked, and her questions remained unanswered. Jack always seemed to answer her in riddles when it came to anything that dealt with the Shadow Realm.

As Annika grew, she came to understand that the Everdark accepting her was a rare thing. It made her appreciate the little things more, but it didn’t make the whole place any less frustrating. If the shadows and the Everdark dictated whether Annika succeeded with a spell, then what was the point? If she studied hard and knew the spellwork forwards and backwards, but the shadows still denied her request, why bother trying?

Annika huffed and rubbed her nose after she sneezed. ”You sound like that Alice in Wonderland book,” she informed her father.
Annika watched Jack with rapt attention as he created something from seemingly nothing. Although Annika knew the shadows were not nothing. There was substance to shadow, and as Jack created the bookmark from shadow, Annika knew there was potential, too. She played with the fridge of the bookmark before her father’s voice captured her attention again.

Every lesson Jack taught was another moment to get to know her home better. Every story, more instructions on what Annika needed to know. This was no different, and yet she understood it more deeply.

”Influence over the shadow,” Annika murmered. She touched the inky, black rose with light fingers, waiting for it to vanish. When it didn’t, she took the stem out of her father’s hands and examined the flower closely. ”But if the shadow doesn’t want to be manipulated, it won’t be. Or can you really control it?” She looked back at Jack, holding the rose to her chest protectively.
The gentle sighing of the house at the sound of its master’s voice encouraged Annika to enter the room. She hurried over to her father’s chair and plopped the book onto his lap, pointing to the spell on the page.

”This feels… I don’t know, different.” She flexed her hand, looking away from the page and concentrated on the feeling of her muscles contracting and flexing. ”Maybe I was meant to create something. Like you.” Annika looked away from her hand and into the deep purple eyes of her father.

For as long as Annika could remember, Jack was hell-bent on finding answers and family for her. At first, it was fun, exciting even to jump between planes of existence to search for a family she didn’t know. But at some point, Annika stopped worrying about finding answers. She just wanted to live up to Jack’s standards. To impress him and make him proud.



Annika had what one would call a unique childhood. For one, she didn’t grow up with children her own age. In fact, she didn’t know any children her own age, but she did know how to read and write. She knew her times tables and the infinite space of galaxies, but she also knew of worlds unknown. Places only a few humans have seen. She knew witchcraft and spellwork, shadow magic and combat skills. She learned to create friends from shadows and had developed a deep love for the place so few could survive in.

The Everdark.


A mystical place between space and time. A part of the world and yet completely separated from it. It was strange and confusing. There wasn’t much Annika understood about it, but she knew it breathed and lived. Sometimes, in the moments of stillness, she thought she could hear the air around her breathe and would slow her own breath to match its inhale and exhale. She loved it here. This strange little inquisitive place.

Annika sat on the porch of the home she shared with her father, Jack, reading one of the books he had written about the magic in the Everdark. Even though Jack Hawthorne had told her he wasn’t her biological father and was hell-bent on helping her find her family, nothing could change the knowing that Annika had developed. Jack was her father; even if he was rather unconventional.

“Dad, what about this one?” Annika untangled herself from where she sat and bounded back into the house to look for Jack. She held the book open on a page about shadow manipulation and creation, feeling drawn to the power and the spellwork. She often felt the Everdark shift to create shapes and unseen creatures around her. Maybe it was a sign.

The ten-year-old girl tucked her dark-brown hair behind her ear as she peered into Jack’s office, seeking out the brilliant purple eyes and black mess of hair that was a part of her father’s signature look. If Jack had never told Annika that she had been adopted, the dark-skinned girl would have figured it out quickly. She and Jack were near complete opposites. What with his light complexion to her tanned, his sharp features to her more rounded ones, not to mention the eye colour and different textures of hair. It had been glaringly obvious to Annika that Jack was not related to her, but blood relation mattered very little to the girl.


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Ezekiel Kel


Location: Roman Side - CHB
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Ezekiel startled when Hercules pulled him in for a side hug. He looked up at the mythological creature before he chuckled and smiled. ”Hey, Herc.” When Leda had initially insisted on saving the cyclops, Zeke had been against it. Diaper duty was a nightmare until they got the baby back to Camp-Half Blood. Then Zeke learned of Leda’s passing, of being trapped, and suddenly Hercules wasn’t so bad. He was a reminder of Leda. After all, she named him. It was like having a piece of her still around, and well, Hercules had grown quickly and was quite helpful around camp.

Ezekiel winced when Niah overheard and shut Demi down, with a resounding “no” from Nancy. Ezekiel swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck before he looked at Demi. The guilt showed plainly on Zeke's face while he looked at his boyfriend. He didn't want to choose, especially with Alexios sinking his hooks into Demetri more and more. Speaking of the self-righteous prick, Alexios instantly injected himself into the task of escorting Leandra to the border. Zeke glowered at the party god, wanting nothing more than to punch him in the face again. Why would a god be anything but self-important, throwing himself where he wasn’t wanted or needed. And then Nancy rejected Zeke.

His heart plummeted into his stomach, Zeke’s focus shifting back to his half-sister. Zeke had been walking on eggshells for weeks, months, in an effort to support Nancy without smothering her, and now she was dismissing him. It was worse than falling from the climbing wall after being knocked out.

Zeke stood there for a moment while he watched Nancy lead the group. The keychain in his pocket felt like a weight. He looked back at Demetri, a pained expression on his face.

”D, I….I’m sorry.” Zeke swiftly kissed Demetri on the lips before he dashed after Nancy. He couldn’t help but feel he had just made a choice that would dictate his future.

Zeke brought up the rear of the group, keeping a few paces back so as not to interfere. He had wanted to see this through for his sister and for himself a little bit, but he couldn’t help his feeling of guilt from leaving Demi behind. Again.


Raúl Alonso




Location: Chicago, IL
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Raúl looked at the woman curiously, wondering what could possibly attract her to a crime scene. Of course, the new things these days seemed to be those true crime podcasts. Perhaps she was another avid listener.

”I’m afraid I can’t disclose that sort of information to the public.” Raúl had glanced back at the crime scene while he spoke. He looked back at Amara now and gave her a tight-lipped smile. ”Do you live near here? It would be better if you weren’t alone and headed home.”


Avery Zain




Location: Caden&Nero's House - Chicago, IL
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”Well, ya. If you had a girlfriend as hot as mine, I'm positive that would always be on your mind as well,” he declared.

Avery brushed a kiss along the back of Kimiko's neck before he yawned. He sighed and tucked her head under his chin.

”I feel like I could sleep for two days,” he mumbled.



Caden




Location: Caden&Nero’s Home – Chicago, IL
Skills:
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Caden's hand tightened around Nero's when he saw the concern flit across their face. He wanted to stop, to pull Nero in and bury his face into their neck. Caden took a step closer to Nero, reading to react to the teasing and the concern when the sounds of mewing pulled him back.

Caden looked down as the cats wound themselves around their legs. Caden chuckled and knelt down, his hand still grasping Nero's securely.

”Do you think they'll sleep with us tonight? Or terrorize the house?” he asked absentmindedly. Caden scratched and petted both of them before he looked up at Nero.
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