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Lord Dionysus & Chiron

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Jake Garret (@Avanhelsing), Samuel Clementine (@Blackmist16), Dorian Underwood & Zeru Williams (@King Kindred), Imogen Parsons, Kalinda Franklins, Michael Stevenson, Niesha Stevenson, Pierre Vos & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow), Elias Schneider & Imani Du Bailey (@Metztli), Brandon Murphy, Bronwyn Knowles & Greyson Davies (@Moro), Carlos de la Cruz, Kyrin Nahng & Valeria Muños (@Rodiak), Zane Blacklight (@Theyra), Adeline Vos, Isaura Larsen, Katherine Lance, Ky' vie Morgan & Octavia Arellano (Vicier).





"That's bullshit."

"No..! Don't be sorry- I agree. This is bullshit..! She doesn't even leave the camp..! So, how could she steal that stupid bird..?"

"Bollocks,"

"..- What happens if the true culprit isn't discovered in seven days?"

"That's a good question-..."
"It is bullshit!"

"Is there any proof against Erin?"

"Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις..!"

"What are the stipulations of the quest? Or... does she not know yet? How... how can we help her?"

"Who accused her?"

Outrage. Questions- there were so many of both, and it was hard to keep up. Each new voice chiming in only added another of layer stress to his already heavy heart as Chiron lifted his hand up. Rubbing lightly at his temple where he could feel the beginnings of a headache coming on stong. His other hand lifting up above his head as he called for the camp to quieten down so that he could attempt to provide them with the answer that they were all so desperate to find out.

"..the Gods have no proof that Erin was the theif, Mr. Clementine; at least not that we have yet been made aware of. However, questioning the workings of the Olympian council is not going to help the cause in any way. Even we are unsure as to why Lord Ares and Lady Aphrodite have chosen to accuse Ms. Chase of such a crime..." Sighing softly, Chiron took a moment to himself before he dropped his hand back down, his gaze meeting with that of Neisha to let her know that was her answer before he moved on. His weary gaze drawing next to the son of Morpheus as he worked his way through the questions posed, “Lord Zeus has decreed that she will have one week to find, and to return the dove to Mount Olympus, wherein she shall then be acquitted of all charges laid against her. It is the consenses of the council that if Percy Jackson was able to prove his innoccence of a similar crime in far less time... then she should have no issues doing the same.”

Pausing a moment, his frown deepened, seemingly causing the centaur to look even older than before, "The stipulations are that she must do so personally- though that is not to say that others may help her along the way. As we stand here now, Ms. Chase is speaking with the Oracle. Only then will we know more of what we are truly dealing with."

Falling silent for a moment, only one question left to answer, Chiron wasn't sure whether he even wished to touch on the subject. Though many were already thinking it... he didn't wish to put the burden on any of them to voice it outloud. He would never admit it aloud; he was angry- furious at the Gods decree that a child of their own blood would have to suffer such torment thanks to an accusation that just wasn’t true in any way. His voice soft however, and full of bereavement as he turned his gaze towards the young son of Thanatos, he spoke the answer that was already playing on everyone's mind...

“Then I’m afraid, dear boy... that she will be subject to the wrath of Lord Ares...”

The camp was supposed to be a safe haven for young demigods; a place where they could both learn and train in peace- to hoist such a mighty charge on one of them without proof, and at the penalty of pain and torture… he just couldn’t fathom their choice…





I kinda want to do some plotting before posting. So if anyone is down for affiliating our characters, come to talk me ^^

Oh.. And I'm going to drop my new character as well!



A daughter of Eris..? Oh, things are going to be fun..! She's accepted honey, feel free to pop her across into the character tab with your other character :'3



Katherine Lance

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Imani Du Bailey (@Metztli), her father, & others around her.





The taste of alcohol and Imani's lips still fresh against her own, Katherine shot up from her louged position. Back straightening as she sat up, she slid her legs further apart. The muscles in her arms flexing as she began to get just a little more agressive- dominant with the daughter of Aphrodite; she snaked her arms around her from behind. Hands sliding over the front of the young womans dress, slowly, almost antagonizingly so, it wasn't until she'd placed them flat - one over the flat of her stomach, and the other against her sturnum- that she gave the girl a rough tug. Pulling her down from her comfortable perch so that she was instead resting in the space she'd made between her legs. A rather seductive smirk playing over her lips creeping up, causing a particularly mischievious glint to sparkle behind her eyes.

"..I'll fuckin' root you, bloody tease..."

Sliding the hand on her sturnum further up, taking the chance to simply... enjoy herself while doing so, Kate eventually took a firm, though gentle enough hold of the girl's jaw. Being mindful not to do so much that it would leave behind physical marks, she forced Imani's head to come to a tilt away from her. Leaning in, she let her warm lips brush lightly over the girls flesh- trailing them leisurly up the natural curve of her neck... across her jaw... before finally, she took a playful nip at her earlobe, "..kitten my ass; you're a little minx..."

The sudden burst of cold air rushing from beside her causing a shiver to run up the length of her spine, Katherine let her gaze flick across. Her head drawing back enough that she was able to watch as Isaura shot forward; racing down the stands as though someone had lit a pack of firecrackers under her ass. Following after the daughter of Khione with a slight interest at what might have got her riled up so quickly; it wasn't too much longer after that, that her father's familiar voice filled the arena. Demanding attention. Scoffing, the sound morphing into a soft chuckle against the shell of Imani's ear, Kate settled herself.

Arms tightening; holding her closer as she listened to whatever it was important enough that her father was delivering the news himself. Though the more she heard, the quicker her smirk faded and her demeanor shifted. Jaw clenching and relaxing in quick succession, she shifted. Sitting up a little straighter before, eventually, she extracted herself from behind the daughter of Aphrodite. Getting to her feet and meeting her father's gaze over the crowd, "Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις..!"





I expressed my interest to join via pm. Well I'm still interested and here's my character~



He looks good to me, hun..! Aspen is accepted..! Feel free to pop him across and into the character tab, and when you're ready, you're free to start posting..! :'3



Adeline Vos & Greyson Davies

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Each Other; and whoever else want to join them.





Greyson's eyes widened as the scene before him unfolded, his body tensing up as he fought the urge to jump down there and try helping break up the scene. Octavia seemed to be handling it, but the sight of blood pouring over her face had him only slightly worried for his friend. He knew she was a tough son-of-a-bish but even still, it was like second nature to him to be worried about his friends. The son of Poseidon sighed heavily, shaking his head as he tightened his grip on Addie's hand just a little more, leaning in to speak to her over all the commotion.

"That Ares kid, Talon, he's making a scene. Looks as though Elias and Octavia are trying to calm him down." Greyson noticed how the other present son of Ares was just holding onto the side of the obstacle half-way up smirking at the whole scene before him, not even trying to help. Greyson understood that they rather enjoyed violence, but the fact he wasn't coming to help his own brother from hurting innocence in his blind rage rubbed him the wrong way.

Another shake of his head as he moved his eyes up, seeing Pierre on the opposite side climbing his way up and up, slipping past the girls who were obviously distracted to snag the ring on the level above them. Greyson chuckled and sat back a bit, "I'll admit, didn' see that coming. Pierre got the idol, luv." With that being all said and done, the young man turned his attention back to the scene with the Ares kids, noticing medic help had been called and were there to take care of any wounded.

Pierre..?

The sound of her brother's name being spoken cutting through the worry that had built up inside of her, Adeline couldn't help the way her heart seemed to swell with pride. Pierre had won..? She hadn't even been aware that he had been competing; at least, he hadn't told her that he was planning to. No. After dinner, the night before had consisted of her heading to bed at a semi-decent time, and her older brother hitting the books and no doubt staying up half the night again like he seemed to be doing a lot recently. Though she wasn't quite sure why... not past the fact that he just seemed to really enjoy learning about new things.

The tightening of Greyson's hand around her own, her attention was pulled from her thoughts and back up to where he was. Her free arm lifting- she crossed over the front of her body. Her touch gentle as she curled her hand over his forearm. Using it almost like an anchor as she shuffled closer; her body pressing against his, and the worry once more hitting her like a ton of bricks until the sound of the camp directors voice thundering over the already loud noise hit her ears. The shout causing her to flinch. Her head turning to hide her face against the son of Poseidon's shoulder; her hold over his arm tightening slightly.

Greyson felt her flinch away from Dionysus' booming voice, placing his free hand securely over the side of her head and held her close. His expression switched from his usual happy-go-lucky self to a more serious one, his eyes and brows narrowed at the news the god and camp director were giving to everyone. At the mention of Ares, Greyson snorted softly. 'Of course,' he thought to himself, shaking his head.

It wasn't until the mention of Erin's name that Greyson was otherwise uninterested. Just another shitstorm the gods had put themselves in that they expected their children to fix for them. Soon as his friend's name was mentioned, his head shot up quickly. Had it not been for Michael speaking up before him, he probably would have called something out. Sure, Greyson was a nice guy but when his friends were accused of, as Michael put it; bullshit, he didn't hold back.

"Bollocks," he uttered under his breath. He knew Erin was innocent. Girl hardly ever left camp, when the hell did she find the time to go steal the dove? No. This was just history repeating itself, again.



Octavia Arellano, Ky' vie Morgan & Isaura Larsen

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Kalinda Franklins, Michael Stevenson & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow), Elias Schneider (@Metztli), Brandon Murphy (@Moro), Valeria Muños (@Rodiak), and each other.





Bitch.

The word stung; worse than she thought it would, and it only served to add fuel to the ever growing fire that she could feel burning furiously inside of her. The pure, unadulterated white rage spreading out from her core, to the very tips of her fingers was like a deadly poison; sweeping over her in furious waves, demanding to be released, and it was only for the briefest of moments that the thought that her older brother, Brandon, having something to do with it flickered across her mind. But as quickly as it came, it was gone again. Leaving her blinded in her anger.

Catching her footing as she was shoved back, keeping herself upright, and simply letting her natural and almost animalistic instincts take over, Octavia balled her hands up down at her sides. Knuckles turning white from having perhaps over tightening her fists, jaw set and clenching in a pointed effort to keep herself from saying something she might regret; her already dark gaze seemed to grow even more so. The tension and animosity built up between herself and Talon thick enough to cut through with a blade; it wasn't until she felt the calm and steady hand of their other brother on her shoulder that she snapped. The hands of others that had joined them taking a tight grip over her in almost any way they could; attempting to keep the daughter of Ares from lashing out and attacking her younger brother.

"You got something to say to me- say it to my face, you fucking coward..!?"

"Tavia..! No..!" Having taken a slightly safer path back down the side of the tower, far too preoccupied with what had going on below on the ground to finish what she'd started, though nevertheless managing to get a swift kick in towards Brandon who had been hanging there and grinning like the fucking Cheshire cat as she descended; Ky' vie skid to a stop behind the girl. Her arms shooting forward, hooking them under Octavia's until she had enough of a hold over her that she was able to begin to drag her back. Putting distance between the children of Ares, despite the almost violent struggling against her.

Features scrunching up in concentration, it was only when the familiar clash in natural temperatures hit her that Ky' vie lifted her gaze. Watching on as she daughter of Khione slid to a smooth stop in front of the both of them; the cold radiating off of Isaura's hands as she pressed them into Octavia's chest. Helping to force her back, even as more people rushed foward towards the commotion. And briefly, the sound of Valeria's voice hit Ky's ears; causing her to shoot the quickest of glances towards her, though before she could answer, another voice spoke up.

"Talon started throwing a fit; so Tavia yeeted herself off the tower and took him out."

"Yeah... an' now she fuckin' wants ta take on the world- you're bleeding..! Cut this shit, an' let them take care of you already..!"

Both girls - Isaura and Ky' vie - looking over towards Kalinda as she arrived and spoke up; once again, Ky was cut off before she could speak. The booming voice of the camps director rumbling over the area causing all three of the them to stop struggling against one another. Octavia's chest heaving, she took a moment to spit a mouthful of blood towards the ground as all three of them looked towards the God and Chiron. Listening to what was being said, and exchanging glances amongst themselves and those around them with the news.

Keeping her hold over the daughter of Ares; Ky straightened up. Motioning over towards Michael as she too spoke up, "No..! Don't be sorry- I agree. This is bullshit..! She doesn't even leave the camp..! So, how could she steal that stupid bird..?"



Lord Dionysus & Chiron

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Samuel Clementine (@Blackmist16), Dorian Underwood & Zeru Williams (@King Kindred), Kalinda Franklins, Michael Stevenson, Niesha Stevenson, Pierre Vos & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow), Elias Schneider & Imani Du Bailey (@Metztli), Brandon Murphy, Bronwyn Knowles & Greyson Davies (@Moro), Carlos de la Cruz, Kyrin Nahng & Valeria Muños (@Rodiak), Zane Blacklight (@Theyra), Adeline Vos, Isaura Larsen, Katherine Lance, Ky' vie Morgan & Octavia Arellano (Vicier).





"Enough..!?"


The Gods voice ringing out through, not just the obstacle towers arena, but reaching out to majority of the camp as he called for the attention of the lazy and ungrateful little gits that called the camp their home; Dionysus let his dark gaze roam over the many faces that surrounded him the centaur, Chiron, as both made their way towards the tower. Calling for silence- for their attention. And if he had to do it by turning them all into minnows, then so be it, he would, "I have the unfortunate pleasure of calling my camp to meeting; and I want all ears on us..! Now..!"

Clearing his throat, and stepping forward so that he was able to stand side by side with the camp’s director, Chiron brought both his hands together in front of his body, his head held high and his tail flicking lightly behind him as the gravity of the whole situation seemed to weigh down on him, causing him to seem older than he actually was.

The situation was... unfortunate. History seemed doomed to repeat itself, though how it truly played out for these young campers was yet to be seen. A sadness flickering over his creased, yet still ever kind features, the centaur allowed his gaze to slowly glide over the crowd that was gathered over the area around them. Motioning for those still on the tower to make their way back down before he looked back towards the stands, and to the rather decently sized group of roudy demigods that lingered around them, “..what Lord Dionysus is trying to say is that we have received... grave news from Olympus... and as such, we request your full attention for the time being...”

Rolling his eyes at the politeness of the centaur, not even bothering to hide it as he had no need to do so, Dionysus folded his arms over the front of his chest. His dark eyes narrowing slightly towards the demigods before his attentin was pulled away. The bored expression upon his already weary features never changing as he knowingly, and oh so obviously chose to completely ignore the small group of Saytrs that hurried forward and towards him. Multiple cans of diet coke held high within their hands as they offered them up to the God himself. A scoff passing out through his lips, “..grave news... fucking bunch of morons up there, the lot of them...”

Pursing his lips at Dionysus' words, though not exactly disagreeing with them in this particular case; Chiron allowed time for his words to settle, and for the murmurs of the campers to come to a stop. Closing his eyes, awaiting the silence before he once more opened them, he then continued on further with his explanation of what was happening, “..the Lady Aphrodite’s dove - her Godly symbol - has been stolen from Mount Olympus. The Gods are in an uproar, and in Ares anger, he has named the one he believes to be the guilty party... and Zeus has given them seven days in order to clear their name. The one accused of such a crime is...”

Seeming to age another few years before their very eyes, Chiron dropped his arms back down to his sides, his head turning until he was able to look over them all.

“..Erin Chase; daughter of Hades...”
@King Kindred; it's okay hun :'3



Octavia Arellano

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Bronwyn Rae Knowles (@Moro), Neisha Stevenson & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow).





"..Talon..!?"


The sound of her voice booming out loud and clear over the thrum of the crowd, calling out her younger brother's name in something that was only described as more of a warning snarl similar to that of a beast about to clash with another, Octavia's arm shot out in an instant. Curling protectively around the young daughter of Athena; she forced her back. Placing herself instead between Brynn and the danger that was her own flesh and blood. Tremors shooting up through the very core of the tower causing it to shake with his angered antics. Fuck it, Talon..! Where the hell was Elias when she needed him..! Though she knew her younger brother didn't mean it- unlike the rest of them, he still had to learn how to control his anger. The wrath that they inherited from their father. It was a burden, and it was a hard thing to do; but it wasn't impossible. And she knew he'd get it... someday.

Forcing Brynn back further over the platform she was on, more concerned with her than the daughter of Hephaestus who had more than enough experience looking after herself, she turned to face her. Hand lifting; she curled her fingers around the back of her neck. Bringing their foreheads together as she met with the younger girls gaze. Giving her a small smirk, "..I need to deal with this. Make me proud, Areto. Kick their asses."

Shooting her a quick wink. Her arm slipping back down to her side as she pulled away, Octavia took a couple of steps backwards before she was on the move; nodding once to let Neisha know that she was already on it. Her body turning, she shot herself forward and towards the ledge of the platform that she'd managed to get to. Showing no hesitation- no regard for her own safety one little bit as she flung herself over the edge. Free-falling for only the briefest of moments before her body collided with that of her younger brother, hands gripping tightly onto his top. The sheer force of the blow causing the both of them to continue on a downward trajectory, and she did her best to turn them.

Pain shooting through her entire being as her back was the one to hit the hard ground below them, taking the brunt of the impact before their bodies rolled. Her chest heaving, movements a little slower than normal, though for the moment she let the adrenaline drive her; Octavia slowly and shakily got back to her feet. Hand lifting to run across her face, coming away with blood.

Great. Just perfect. Another injury to add to her ever growing resume.

Her own anger written over her features, taking the few seconds it took for Talon to get back to his feet, she pressed forward again. The muscles in her body working overtime as she used her natural strength to push against his chest; doing all she could to drive him further away from the tower, and to keep his attention and anger focused solely on her, "You want to fight someone..?! Fight me..!?"



Adeline Vos & Greyson Davies

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Each Other; and whoever else want to join them.





Greyson had taken the lead and lead the daughter of Morpheus towards the arena with her arm looped around his extended one, his other hand clasped over her arm gently as they walked. The cheering was almost deafening, Greyson wondered whether it'd be too much for her. His ever so vigilant eyes caught a couple of rowdy campers shoving each other around, one stumbling backwards towards Addie but a swift movement from Greyson to catch the kid before he could knock into her. He slipped his arm out of her grip but kept it on her shoulder so she knew he hadn't left, catching the young boy under his armpit and hoisting him to his feet.

"Gotta watch yourself, mate. Don' wanna run into people, yeah?" The son of Poseidon flashed a friendly smile at the kid as the boy nodded and muttered an apology, wandering back over to his friends. Greyson cleared his throat and gently lead Addie's hand back to his arm, leading her slowly up the rows of seating. "Jus' watch yourself, luv. Two steps, then a left. First seat," he said into her ear so she might have a chance at hearing him above the shouting from the crowd.

Breath catching silently in her throat, heart fluttering nervously as she felt the warmth of his breath flowing gently over the shell of her ear... the delicate curve of her neck; the natural pout of her lips parted. Her hold over his arm, however gentle it might have been, tightened; even the tiniest amount as Adeline drew it ever so slightly closer into her body. Doing her best to follow his instructions despite the fact that she didn't really need to. Not that she was ever going to voice that out loud- three years spent roaming the camp, oftentimes being dragged around on some adventure by her best friend, and she'd grown pretty confident when it came to getting around.

Her eyes closing, Adeline turned her head into him. Her forehead resting lightly against his shoulder for a moment or two, the only response she gave to let him know that she'd heard before, eventually, she managed to take her place in the stands. One arm falling away from his and back down to her side, she swung it lightly behind her. Her thigh-length skirt shifting with the action; Adeline brushed the tips of her fingers over the stone. Confirmation that she was close enough to it before finally lowered herself down. Perching herself on the edge. Her gaze drawing up to where she could feel his body resting against her, "..how are they doing..?"

Greyson sat beside Addie in the concrete stands, looking up at the tower to see who all was up there, trying to pinpoint the girls and see where they were at. As he was searching, Greyson was just able to catch Ares' kid Brandon Murphy being tossed off the side of the tower, seeing that Brynn was the cause of said action. The son of Poseidon couldn't help but chuckle to himself and mutter, "10 points to Gryffindor," an on-going joke between him and his good friend Brynn.

When Addie spoke up he leaned in close to her to make sure he could catch what she was saying, smirking as he turned to tell her, "Seems Brynn has it out for that Murphy kid, she just knocked him from the middle down onto the first level. And-" taking a moment to shade his eyes to see towards the top, Greyson could see Brynn climbing up to the top to join.. who else but Ky' vie and Octavia. Of course the three girls were all at the top. "Brynn, Ky'vie and Octavia are all up at the top, it seems as though it's down to them but a couple are close behind them and might catch up if they don't stop foolin' around."

Greyson smirked and stood up then and cupped his hands around both sides of his mouth, yelling out as loud as he could so the girls could hear him at the top of the tower, "COME ON, LUMI!! BREE!! TAVIA!!! LET'S GO, GIRLS!"

Her arms forced to slip from around his as she felt him pulling away, she followed his movement with her head. Tilting it further up, towards the strong sound of Greyson's voice as it rung out; joining the other within the crowd as he shouted his encouraging words towards where their friends were, competing against one another for glory. Perhaps... if things were different-... She shoved the thought out of her mind, not wanting to dwell on the fact that she wasn't like the others at the camp. That she couldn't do a lot of the same things that they could. It wasn't like she could go running head first into the activities that they could- the obstacle tower... the climbing wall... capture the flag... It didn't matter though; not really. Some people were born to compete and participate... she just wasn't one of them.

She was a spectator, sort of... and she was okay with that.

Her hands pressing down onto the step on either side of her body, she rose to her feet. The back of her calves pressing against the cool concrete, she shifted against Greyson's side. Her arms lifting up in front of her, she brought one up further. Holding it above her head as her voice - softer in comparison to his - joined the rest of the crowd, "Go guys..! You can do it..!"

Greyson could feel Addie stand up beside him, turning his attention to her to see her cheering their friends on as well. The boy chuckled softly to himself, not laughing at her in any way, just simply finding it cute the way she was waving her hand up in the air the way she was. The boy turned back to the girls up on the tower, bringing his hand up to his lips to let out a sharp whistle. Greyson's body relaxed as he sat back in his seat to watch the three girls at the top, wondering which one of them would take the win today. He gently reached up and laced his hand in Addie's closest one to him, letting her know he'd sat back down, offering for her to join him back in their place on the concrete.

The warmth of his hand once taking hold of hers; their fingers entwining with one another, Adeline's opposite arm lowered slightly. Her features lit up happily as she turned her head towards where she knew he was; smile never once seeming to fade, even as she took her place once more at his side. Perching herself almost on the very edge of her seat as she listened to everything that was going on around them. The '..ooo's...' and '..ah's...", the surprised gasps; even some laughter at what she was sure was people going tumbling off what she had been told was a very imposing structure.

And that was when she heard it.

The deep rumbling boom... boom... boom... Frowning as the sound seemed to reverberate through her entire being, Adeline's brows furrowed slightly. That-... That wasn't something she normally heard at this type of activity. It was something, however, that she heard when she was keeping her friends company at the climbing walls. It happened whenever one of them wasn't fast enough, or so she'd been told. When the walls crashed against one another in an attempt to knock the campers that were on it back down to the ground.

"..G-Grey..? What's that sound..?"
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