MarshiestMallow

♆ 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 ♆ (𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢)

Kalinda

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The dark haired young woman walked towards the obstacle course, a bag over her shoulder that seemed rather heavy, yet she didn’t have any issues carrying it. Reaching up to brush her dark hair back, Kalinda, daughter of Apollo quickened her steps, hurrying to get to the obstacle course before it could begin.While Kalinda wouldn’t be undertaking the course- she hadn’t ever undertaken it, preferring instead to watch. The young woman didn’t like to show off in such a way, and she was more suited to the healing side of things. If some of the campers injured themselves (It wouldn’t be the first time), she would be there to make sure they lived (If they were stupid enough to get seriously hurt)., and to do her job.

She brushed her hair back behind her ears, she picked up her pace. Ever since coming to camp, Kalinda hadn’t left it. It had been her choice. The months leading up to her decision to become a full time camper hadn’t been the best of Kalinda’s life, in fact they had been one of the most trying, frustrating and worst times off her life. Becoming a full time camper had giving her a chance to regain who she was, but she wouldn’t be lying if she said she was terrified to go back outside the camp. Not that she had told that to anyone. Choosing to stay in camp was her decision, and it didn’t need to be anyone else’s approval.

Sighing to herself, Kalinda knew that that wasn’t true, but the thing was… she had people here, people that she cared about, and she felt… safer here. Better here. She knew she couldn’t hide away in the camp forever. But today was not the day that she would be going outside the camp grounds. She trotted across the grounds, looking ahead, seeing the looming obstacle course, and the building crowd of campers, the noise increasing as she got closer.

Over her time as a camper, Kalinda had become accustomed to the noise they could all make, and it was a rather comforting feeling. She smiled to herself, continuing on her way, finding somewhere to sit where she could easily be ready to help any campers if they got injured. She was also looking out for Ariana, knowing that she had to get her to take her required medication. Kalinda liked to maintain a schedule for giving Ariana her medications- that way, she’d always be ready, but often this wasn’t the case. So, Kainda had taken to carrying the medication around, ready for Ariana. It was just about making the girl take the, which was never easy.

One day, Kalinda would figure out a way of her never having to take the medication again. There was also a cure. You just had to find the way. She would. Forcing Ariana to take her medication, was never something Kalinda liked, and she knew that Ariana didn’t either. Sighing to herself, Kalinda turned her attention to the obstacle course, and the participants getting ready to begin, Ky’ vie already leaping into action. Looks like the games were about to begin. Kalinda leaned back, content to watch the games begin.

As she sat, Chaos the ferret crawled out of her pocket and into her lap, dancing about and chittering in what could only be described as a demand for attention, and Kalinda snapped her up,, snapping on her leash. The primary reason was so she wouldn't get lost, as the last time that had happened, Kalina had had to search high and low for the furry tube sock, only to find Chaos nestled happily on a sleeping Aphrodite girl's chest. t had been... fun trying to get the ferret without watching the girl, and then having to explain why she was essentially feeling her up while the ferret had chittered madly, clearly laughing at her. She wasn't keen to have that experience again.

Chaos certainly lived up to her name, the ferret always seeming to get into trouble, and kalinda was distracted a moment as Chaos scampered about, unconcerned about her bothering any of the campers. Not that that ever seemed to be an issue, Chaos was just too cute, and the smart ferret used that to her advantage. Watching the fuzzy tube sock, Kalinda was unconcerned with what was going on around her.

♆ 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 ♆ (𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢)

Pierre

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Despite the excitement, the noise and the presence of so many people, Pierre found himself almost dozing, the warm sun inviting and the general content atmosphere flowing over him in a way that was just too irresistible, to him at least. Of course, it might have helped if he had actually slept the night before, which he hadn’t, lured away from dream land by the by books, and the presence of a new scroll borrowed from the Athena cabin. He had spent hours pouring over the words, coming to his own conclusions, writing his own notes, and only seemed to realise that it was nearly morning when songbirds had managed to distracted him from what he was doing, and a whiny pup begging for play.

Leaning forward, Pierre let out a yawn, trying and failing to stifle it, a satisfying sound escaping him as he stretched, and tried to turn his attention to what was going on around him. The trouble of being a child of Morpheus, was that sleep had a rather pleasant lure to you. Which, in the end, didn’t bother Pierre. He rather liked sleep. Chuckling to himself, he shifted again, his lap free from Prince, who he had left asleep in the cabin. Although it wouldn’t surprise him to see Syleste with the dog, the forever pup was always being lured away by Syleste, both of them generally falling asleep together.

When Pierre had found Prince, it seemed like a rather perfect combination. The husky-pom mix would always be a small dog, easy to carry around and with a lovely nature, he had seemed perfect for himself, and Syleste. Most of the time, Pierre left Prince at camp with Syleste, if he left the grounds. Even now, he wasn’t too sure whether he did that so there’d be someone to keep Syleste company, or that there’d be someone to watch over Prince.

Turning his wandering attention back to the course and what was going on, Pierre studied the course, noting the challengers that were already coming up. Like always, the course was a challenge and you always had to be ready for the unexpected. Over the years, Pierre had tried the course on more than one occasion, and he had studied his opponents every time, he had come to figure out how they did what they did. Eventually, he figured that he could learn how to beat them. It had been a couple of years since he had tried the course, and he figured this year, he had a good shot at winning.

He rose, starting towards the course just as Ky’ vie flung herself at it, already starting. Amused, Pierre made his way towards the tower, not in any particular hurry. The young man knew his own strengths, and weaknesses, and hurrying would get him nowhere. Still, as she shouted out her luck to the group, Pierre chuckled. ”Luck is only useful if you have the skill to back it up” he said, more to himself than anyone else, as he ducked the beam, and towards the rope ladder, using his height to his advantage and skipping several rungs of the ladder.

If you had something useful, then you should use it, Pierre had learned, especially in this sort of thing. So Pierre had no shame in using his height to his advantage.

He might just have a good shot at this.

♆ 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 ♆ (𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢)

Niesha and Michael

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Niesha looked up at the tower, a little preoccupied. Over the years, she and her brother, Michael, had had plenty of time to study the construct, to figure it out, and to come up with a plan to beat it. She had a good feeling that maybe this year, she could do it. Living in the camp since their 16th year, Niesha had a good appreciation for challenges, and wasn’t too phased about what the tower had to offer- they’d experienced quite a bit in the camp over the years, and Niesha had learned that being able to adapt was perhaps the most important thing in the camp. You never knew what was going to happen, and therefore you always needed to be prepared.

What else would you expect, from a child, or children of Athena?

Since coming to camp, Niesha couldn’t remember ever being happier. This just seemed so much easier here, where they could read everything in ancient Greek, and the words just stayed like they should be. It had been rather difficult growing up outside of camp, although both twins had managed to get good grades. Part of that had been thir father, patient and willing, he had helped them figure out ways to study that would help them thrive. Remembering that, Niesha couldn't help but smile, and in those memories, she could see how their mother would have liked them. She thought back on the days before coming to camp, with both sadness and happiness.

She had never told her brother, but when she’d seen, and taken in the small white owlet, Hope, she had taken it as a sign from their mother that things would work out.

Both Michael and Niesha had been fascinated with how things worked out, how they were built, since they were little kids. They'd never just build normal block towers, but brilliant ones, creating buildings and towers of them. Michael and herself had often drawn designs for their own city, the two of them working together in perfect harmony, yet Niesha often said, Michael was better at design then her. It was his passion, and one of the things he was truly brilliant at.

Returning her attention to the obstacle tower, she began to watch the contestants, sighing as she realised that Michael was more interested in keeping Moe, his gigantic dog, under control. While they both had a go at the course, Michael never saw it as a competition, preferring not to go out of his way to try it. Finally, she said softly, "You could do that, you know" AS her brother merely looked up from Moe, and shrugged, Niesha knew that he was going to try and weasley his way out of it. "Just because you can do something, Nes, doesn't mean that you have to do it" there was a curious quality to Michael. He never stuttered with her, yet put him face to face with someone else, anyone else, and he sounded like a CD player that jumped about. Niesha gave another small sigh, she adored her brother, but sometimes she wished he'd see things differently. "Besides, why show off? I'd prefer to let the other campers underestimate me. That way, when it's important, I can well and truly shine"

Michael smiled, and Niesha couldn’t help but return it, still, Niesha wanted to try and get her brother to do more things like this, even if her brother was content to be mediocre at camp, she knew he was so much more. "Mikey... you're brilliant. Sometimes I wish you'd see that, and let others see it too" Michael however gave a shrug, falling silent and returning his attention to Moe. He wasn't fooling Niesha, though, who knew that he was actively paying attention to everything around them.

With yet another sigh, Niesha looked about, at their fellow campers. There were familiar faces, and like always, new ones too. Niesha pondered for a moment, wondering if any of them would be joining the Athena cabin, and if so, what would they be like? She supposed they'd see, later. Letting her eyes roam across the crowd, she kept half her attention on her brother. Maybe it wasn’t about motivating him to impress the camp, but motivating him to impress one certain individual.

”Michael… what if you didn’t do the course for you, but someone else?” She said a little slyly. ”Come on, Mikey, have a go” She said, nudging him and giving him a bright, innocent smile, ”You might like what happens”

Beyond the Storms

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♦ Children Of The Moon ♦ (Teen Wolf Roleplay)

I swear I'm not trying to cop out, but I just don't have the time to make the posts I need to until the weekend. I'm working on them now but I have a lot of homework I need to finish first.

@December

Mate. Don't worry. The last couple of weeks haven't been good, and I have a post I've completed but just haven't posted because I just can't deal with the formatting XD I'll be doing it today, school comes first, thanks for letting us know!

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Awesome!

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@FantasyChic
Thanks.

School just sucks and I've been back four weeks now. I've just caught up after being behind and... basically my university sucks and all they care about is getting paid, and no one helps and when you ask for help for the 477th time in a row you get told it's your own fault for being behind and not understanding because you don't ask for help and-

I could rant all day but then I'd break down.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

I'm feeling kinda stupid at the moment. Those of us on the 14 day counter don't need to post this round except in the collaboration? My brain is kinda a mess right now, torn between just giving up and crying and just carrying on.

♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

uhhh... are you guys still accepting?

@baraquiel

Well.

Not in this one we aren't, as its been eight months since there's been a post here, but can I interest you in this lovely, brand spanking new, just started, version of this roleplay, right here, where you will be more than welcome to create a character, as long as you post it in the OOC for approval first ^.^

Beyond the Storms

I will write a post tomorrow, i'm just finishing catching up on uni work. But...

its going to be a task getting any of them to jump to a plane... so this should be fun