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THOU CHURLISH, CLAY-BRAINED CLOTPOLE!

vaporous, tickle-brained bloodsucker!	16.7%	[ 1 ]
beslubbering, dizzy-eyed vassal!	83.3%	[ 5 ]
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[chandyland]

cleopatra consella vs damon hamlin
the loving & intimidating daughter of delphia and alek.
teamed up with the quirky & intelligent son of sheldon and xyleena.

It was awkward. No, awkward wasn't the word. She was freaked out by the sexy man who kept looking at her like he was going to rape her in his sleep. Cleo kept scooting closer and closer to Alyx, afraid of the weird guy. Pretty soon, her other cousin came in. He was tall and skinny, but about an inch shorter than the sexy man. Cleo smiled softly at her cousin, she had seen him more than Alyx, but she wasn't too close with the dude. "Hey Damon," Cleo said to her cousin. She was in the room with two of her cousins -- whom weren't related -- a very sexy, yet creepy guy with crazy muscles and a horse in a wheel chair. It was completely normal, of course. This happened every day. The horse-man spoke to the creepy boy, and called him "Alejandro". She thought bitterly whether or not his nickname was also Alex, like her cousin. When Chiron spoke to her cousin, she looked down at her. Alyx was about six inches shorter than she, but she was a year older than she was. It was weird at first, but you got used to it. It was no surprise when Alyx said she would prefer to stay in the Athena cabin, being more like her Father -- and Cleo's uncle -- and all.

Cleopatra was looking between Chiron and Alejandro. She clenched her jaw when Chiron turned towards her. She didn't know where she wanted to stay. "You have a choice as well, Cleopatra. You can reside in the Zeus cabin, like your mother and her sister, or like your father and his sister. You many choose." It was like a thousand tons where being pushed onto her shoulders. "Um..." was all she could say. She had always excelled when it came to manipulating the sky and lightning, and she was pretty good at manipulating water as well. She didn't know her own strength, much less did her cousin. Cleo thought back when she caused an earthquake in Pennsylvania. It had cracked bridges, and caused crevices in the ground. That had been one hell of a migraine. "The Zeus cabin." She blurted out. It was a choice that was made at last minute, but she was happy with it. Chiron nodded with a smile. He looked like he knew she was going to pick that. That made her frown. "You may drop off your items while I talk with your parents." It was mainly directed towards all of the demigods in the room. Cleo reluctantly nodded and went to look for her bags. Carrying her bags was a man who looked like he had a thousand eyes. At first, she frowned, mad that her eyes would play such a trick on her until she realized he really had thousands of eyes. Cleo's two eyes widened, and all of the blue eyes stared her down. She felt the need to look down.

Awkwardly, she followed the man with a hundred eyes out of the door. As they began walking towards her cabin, she spotted a few campers. Some where absolutely beautiful. The girls flipped their hair, and had the whitest smile she had ever seen. Their nails where bright pink, and they had on crazy make-up. It made her feel like she was a cow. Looking to her left, she spotted a couple of boys with elfish features looking suspicious. She raised her eyebrow at one of the boys, who was placing jars of green liquid in front of a cabin that looked like it radiated fire. After the boys disappeared -- literally -- a female with rugged features opened the door and knocked over one of the jars. She screamed and yelled something like "DUCK!" Before the porch of her cabin exploded. Cleo gaped at the boys who were laughing. One was exceptionally attractive. He had curly hair and a pointed chin. His features where sharp. They continued walking, and a girl from a golden cabin came out of her cabin. Behind her came someone who looked older, like her sister. They both had golden bows and arrows. The younger one caught her eye and gave her a half hearted wave. Looking away, she was now looking at a solid marble cabin, like her staircase and her counter tops. Reluctantly, she opened up the large doors to the cabin. When the coolness hit her, it felt like static electricity. The whole room made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. This was going to be a crazy summer.

Standing near the doorway, he leaned against the wall. He looked at the big buff guy who was obviously thinking with the thing in his pants other than the thing in his head. This made Damon chuckle. He knew Jandro through his mother and Jandro's mother. Damon knew how this guy thought, and how he acted. Truth be told, he was just like his father. Standing next to Cleo was Alyx, who Cleo talked about sometimes. The girl was drop dead gorgeous. Her eyes where stunning, and she carried herself like she knew she was beautiful. Damon had seen beautiful girls before, this was nothing new to him. Before Chiron introduced himself, she winked at Damon and did this dramatic hair flip. She looked like she wanted to get into hispants. This made Damon laugh. He showed no interest in his eyes, but instead he turned towards Chiron and listened to him speak to Alyx, Cleo and Jandro. He knew he didn't have much of a choice where he would go. "And-" Chiron started to say before Damon held up his hand. He stood up straight and slid his hands into his pockets. "Yeah, I know. I'm in the Poseidon cabin." Damon shrugged, like it was nothing. He knew he would end up in that cabin, anyways. Unless they made some type of "Mortal" cabin, which was very unlikely.

Damon grabbed his bags. When he walked out, a bunch of Harpies grabbed his bags and carried them off to a cabin that looked like it rose from the ocean. To him, the Harpies looked like large, ugly butterflies that where strong enough to carry suitcases. He looked around at the other Campers. Goats where playing pipes and some kids where flipping their hair and looking pretty. Other kids where stabbing each other with swords, some where climbing a wall with lava, and others where shooting arrows at dummies. It was going to be an interesting summer, all right. The Harpies dropped his luggage in front of the cabin that smelled of the beach. He opened the door slowly, and wasn't too surprised when the breeze hit him in the face. It was like he was standing in the ocean, letting the salty air slap him in the face. The floor looked like he was standing on ocean water, and the bunks where engraved with seashells and everything else you could imagine. There was a picture of a boy who was about sixteen, and underneath it said "Percy Jackson -- 16 years of age". Next to that picture was a picture of his Uncle Alek. It had a picture of him where he also looked about sixteen, and underneath it it said "Alek Consella -- 16 years of age". Next to Alek's picture was a picture of his mother. She looked about nineteen, and she was glaring into the camera like a male was taking her picture. Underneath it, it said "Xyleena Zazozdor -- 2,452 years of age." He chuckled at the picture, then left his items on his bunk and left his new cabin.

[chandyland]

delphia, simeon, xyleena, leonidas
the intelligent daughter of zeus and the witty son of athena.
questing with the determined artemis hunter and the arrogant son of ares.

Imagine sitting in a room full of powerful demigods, three hunters, a Centaur and a god. If you could imagine the power radiating, you could imagine what Delphia felt. She was uncomfortable. She didn't like the aura much less the feeling lingering in the air. She crinkled her nose, not liking the atmosphere. Before the Huntress spoke, she knew she was going to say something horrifying. When she heard it, it was about twice as bad as she could imagine. She had heard tales of the Labyrinth. Some went in, and never came back out. Chiron asked Simeon to lead the quest, only because he had been in the labyrinth before. It shocked her. She couldn't believe something like that. Simeon looked like the type of dude that could do anything and not be phased. Even now he looked like he was pained to take the question. Phia shifted her gaze toward Marcus, who looked worse than Simeon. Delphia had never seen a son or daughter of Aphrodite loose their cool. Especially someone like Marcus.

When Simeon came back, he looked even worse than he had before. He began to recite the prophecy. It was horrible, but it wasn't good either. She frowned. Phia had no clue who this oracle was, but apparently it could foretell the future. "Okay, so... the oracle foretells fates, correct?" Phia confirmed. She looked at Simeon who solemnly nodded. She shifted her electrical eyes towards the group of Hunters at the end. "Well, try to avoid falling in love." Delphia said, halfheartedly. Leo volunteered immediately, and after that, Delia stood up and volunteered for the girls. At first, she was shocked, but she stood up as well and nodded. Simeon looked like he wouldn't allow it, but he didn't protest either. After they all volunteered, Leena and Penny said they would be going on the quest too. "Very well. Your group will depart a week from now. We need to get situated and know what we're doing before we leave." Chiron nodded, still looking uncomfortable. She hoped she knew what she was getting into.

Simeon didn't argue with Leo. He wanted his pal on the trip with him. He nodded and patted his friend on the back. Before he could say anything else, Delia decided she was going to volunteer for the quest. Simeon gaped at the persistent female. He had to admit, he admired her for wanting to do something so crazy. Simeon opened his mouth as if to say something,but he shut it immediately, knowing that she would just argue with him until she won. She had the tendency to do that to him. Simeon nodded, then watched the hunters. He wanted to see who would be the first to volunteer. Not too long, Penny popped up and volunteered for her and Leena. "Well that's six. If we're going to need the help of mortals, we should keep some spots open." Simeon said slowly, then stood up. "I'm going to go to bed." He knew he had a long week of preparation and stress before they finally would depart on their trip.

Xyleena was shocked when she heard the words come from Simeon's mouth that oaths would be broken. "Oaths will be broken?!" Leena silently cursed. "That is not possible, boy." Xyleena knew good and well it was possible, but she did not like it one bit. She bit her tongue to stop herself from cursing. After Simeon was finished with the prophecy, Leonidas stood up and volunteered. "Oh, no you don't." But, Simeon didn't object, which meant that the perverted male would travel with them on the quest. Before Leena could volunteer herself, Penelope stood and volunteered for her. Xyleena stood next to her sister -- not by blood -- and looked at the other demigods that didn't budge. Marcus didn't even twitch. Good thing, too. Just as they had settled who was going on the quest, Margaret popped up. It was at last minute, and Xyleena wasn't too happy wit her decision to do so.

"Whoa, hold up, I want in too." Margaret Chester, the new Huntress stood up proud. Leena gaped at the new hunter, wondering why she would be too crazy to do so. "Please understand, Margaret, this mission is dangerous. Are you willing to risk sanity and life? You are ill trained; I would not suggest such a stupid move." Maggie was now shooting daggers at the much older female with her eyes. "I don't care. I am willing to risk it for my goddess. Simeon! Will you let me go on the quest?!" When Simeon said yes, she gave a confident grin towards Leena. Fire flickered in Leena's eyes. She was ready to shoot an arrow in between this female's eyes. "Watch what you do and say, young huntress." With that, Leena gave her one last glare before leaving the Big House and strutted towards the Artemis Cabin. She had much to do.

Leonidas knew that Simeon wouldn't tell him "no" to the quest. After he stood up, so did Delia and Delphia. After the twins volunteered, so did the Hunters. Leena told him directly that he wasn't going on the quest, but Simeon gave him permission. "Hate to burst your bubble, Girl, but I totally am." Leo gave a lopsided grin then sat back in his chair. He was just about to get up and leave before the other huntress could volunteer. After Xyleena and Margaret spat at each other, Leena stormed out, obviously not too happy. Leo simply shrugged, blew a kiss at Penny, and stood up. "Well, time for this man to get his beauty sleep. Night," Leo said while stretching. He pulled his arms behind his head so his camp shirt picked up and Penelope could see his abs. He winked before walking off into the night.

[chandyland]

cleopatra consella vs damon hamlin
the loving & intimidating daughter of delphia and alek.
teamed up with the quirky & intelligent son of sheldon and xyleena.

Cleopatra was slowly putting her clothing into the dressers and putting all of her items in certain places. She fiddled with the clip in her hair that her mother had given her. whenever she needed it, the lightning bolt clip transformed into a large, bronze shield with a mighty eagle on it. She loved the thing to death. With a wave of her hand, the dust flew off of the dressers and the shelves. Books lined marble bookshelves that said things like "GREEK MYTHOLOGY 101" and stupid titles like that. Cleo sat on her full size bed, which immediately transformed into what she was used to. She liked a firm mattress so it didn't mess up her back. What caught her eye was three pictures in golden frames -- actual gold -- with three females in it. The first picture had a girl in it that looked like those kids that she would classify as "goth". Her hair was dark and crazy in the picture. Her eyes where electric blue and they where outlined in black eyeliner. Cleo touched the picture, and felt a jolt of electricity go through her. Immediately, she knew the name and age of the girl in the picture. Thalia, Daughter of Zeus, fifteen. She touched the other two pictures that where obviously her mother and her aunt. When she touched her mother's pictures, a voice in the back of her head said: Delphia, Daughter of Zeus, seventeen. She touched her aunts picture, and in the back of her head she heard: Delia, Daughter of Zeus, seventeen. Cleo smiled at the pictures, and pictured herself next to her mother and aunts picture one day.

Her thoughts where suddenly interrupted by the loud knocking on the door. She had been holding her aunts picture and immediately dropped it, startled. Before it could hit the ground, however, she caught it in midair. Being mostly immortal, she could catch things with quick reflexes. Or she could have willed the air to catch it, but she didn't want to go through the trouble. Cleopatra straightened out her skirt and walked towards the large wooden door, wondering who would be knocking on her door. Once she swung it open, the last person she wanted to see was smiling back at her. Frowning at Alejandro, she wanted to slap him across the face. Even though she didn't like the flirty guy, you couldn't judge a book by it's cover. Putting a fake smile, she raised her eyebrows at the boy. "What can I help you with, Sir?" She said it as formally as she could. Cleo slowly stepped out of her cabin and closed the door behind her. Before he could corner her into the door, she stepped around him and stood on the other side of him. "I suppose I have not formally introduced myself. I'm Cleopatra, but I'd prefer it if you called me Cleo." Cleo said, not bothering to reach out her hand. He wasn't touching her any time soon.

After she said that, she smiled and turned right around, her skirt flowing as she did so. She began to walk towards the dining pavilion, where Half-Bloods where getting ready to eat lunch. Cleo adverted her electric eyes towards Damon and Alyx. Alyx looked like she was trying to flirt with Damon, but she wasn't having too much look. Figures. Damon was just like his mother -- who couldn't cook worth a damn -- he didn't believe in love. Who could blame her? After over two thousand years of anti-love, she would probably despise and not believe in love ever again. She could feel Alejandro following after her, but she tried to ignore it. This guy wouldn't take a simple "hello" and just leave? Cleo rolled her eyes. She caught her cousins eye, and motioned her head towards Alejandro and rolled her eyes. Man, this dude would not give up.

Damon was standing outside of his cabin, taking it all in. Some things his eyes played tricks on him. Instead of seeing cabins, sometimes he saw really weird and deformed houses. When he saw the goats, the looked like normal boys playing flutes with fur pants on. Sometimes, it would flicker from a satyr to a boy with fur pants, like his eyes couldn't make up their mind. This made Damon frown. He hated being the underdog. It didn't take long for Miss Sexy to come out of her new cabin and strut her stuff towards Damon. He didn't even register. He was fully aware of her presence, but he didn't both taking it into consideration. It was obvious this girl was used to love and romance, but he wasn't one to deliver such a thing like that. Damon waited for the female to invade his person space, but instead she just held out her hand and introduced herself. He could tell she was uncomfortable with doing such a thing. She was the one who was used to being waited on. He couldn't blame her. If his mom or dad waited on his all day, he would be in paradise. Too bad there was no such thing as paradise. Even if their were, there was always something bad about it. Either you got turned into a guinea pig or get offered immortality, there was always something bad about it.

When she held out her hand and introduced herself, he noticed she really was gorgeous. She had extremely dark hair and crazy eyes. He couldn't tell what color they where, they seemed to change from grey to blue to green every time she blinked. He lightly shook her hand and nodded. "Common name. How do you spell it?" Damon asked, serious about what he had just asked. "Oh, yes. I am Damon Hamlin, and you may call me Damon." Damon smiled halfheartedly, not really caring what she thought about him. He could imagine all of the other guys that would want her right now, but she decided she would chase after him. The only guy in this whole camp that didn't give a s**t about love, much less the female race. He spotted his cousin walking towards the dining pavilion, with Jandro at her feet like a little puppy. Smiling, Damon turned around and began to walk towards the pavilion as well, before he realized how rude it must have been to leave a beautiful lady without dismissing himself. Turning back around, he looked at Alyx. "Oh, would you like to join me for lunch?" Damon asked, trying to be a gentleman.

[chandyland]

the boys who kiss and bite
they are the brilliant ones
who speak and write with silver luck
they sing in clever tongues
oh, how my knees go weak to be the one
she kicks and bucks


It did not take long for things to push into motion. Before she knew it, the sun was setting. She knew she should have light ready for Ivan, but she knew it would be risky. Now, Chroma sat with her back against the tree trunk. She was covered with leaves and she kept swatting her arms, feeling paranoid. Chroma could hear the slight rustle of the leaves, and she slowly inched forward. Arching her bow, she spotted Ivan. She notched three arrows and pointed them at the boy, but before she could react he shot rocks at the tree then disappeared. Silently cursing the dude, she fell out of the tree and landed on the floor. Then, Arkaine came into view. At first, Chroma was reluctant to do anything, but he was after their flag. Of course she had to do it. Finally letting go of the arrow, she watched it as it sailed and slapped Arkaine in his perfect a**. She suppressed her laughter as she ran past him. It was quite funny. "Sorry about that," Chroma smiled as she ran past him. she should have stayed in her position, but she was sure Demetria could take her place. Looking over her shoulder, she smiled at her sister before going after who she was originally going after: Miss Morgan Griffin. The big b***h that always acted like she was superior over everyone. Chroma evilly grinned at the thought of shooting an arrow in between her eyes, but Chiron would probably give her extra chores for the rest of her life.

Just as she ran past Ivan, she scowled. The earth shook where he was opening a fissure in the ground. Arms of the dead began rising and grabbing at the Hephaestus boys. "Watch it!" Chroma yelled as she shot three of the skeletons in the head. She glanced at the Hephaestus boys, hoping they had it under control. Grinning, Chroma clapped her hands together and put a curse on Ivan. His words where going to be rhyming for the next week or so. "Have a nice week, Deadling." Chroma cursed the boy one more time, temporarily blinding him. It would give her a few second head start. She winked at him before she ran off. Once the boy came back to his senses, she would only have a few minutes to close in on Morgan to buy Suzy and Leighton some more time. As she ran, a picture of Paige and Sebastian caught her eye. She only glanced, knowing that Sebastian was over with. Chroma knew she should have stopped, but she didn't. He was smart and a strategist, he would come up with something... right? Before Chroma knew it, she could see Morgan.

Chroma ducked behind a tree, hoping that Morgan hadn't seen her. She was in the water, of course. Morgan would be invulnerable in the water, but not impossible. One thing was for sure: she had to get Morgan out of the water so that she could actually have a chance at her. Arching her arrow, she pointed at Morgan's hip bone. Chances where, it would hurt for a second but then she could heal herself from standing in the water. If she wanted Morgan out of the water, she would have to charge at Morgan to knock her out of the water, and even then it would be risky. She fired the arrow, and it landed right in her hip, but she didn't seem to register to much. Chroma jumped out from behind the tree and smiled at Morgan. "Hello, Little Fishy. Guarding your flag?" Chroma raised her eyebrow at Morgan, and notched her arrow. Bloodshed? Who gave a s**t what Chiron said. He couldn't do much with the Camps separated. They knew it was only time until the campers made Chiron pick a side too. Pretty soon, the camps would be completely divided. Different camps. Different directors. Different guards. Different everything. If the gods couldn't get their act straight in time. They liked to bicker.

[chandyland]

pandora penelope gonzales
xoxoxothe wind gods have the goddess of storms on speed dial.

✷ pandora gonzales

✷ call me dora, and i'll ******** kill you.

✷ twenty-seven, but i've been told i look eighteen.

✷ goddess of storms

✷ flirtatious ; outgoing ; careless

✷ megan fox

✷ candy chandy

* to be completed in all lower case letters. erase this.

[chandyland]

jason keagan rasely
xoxoxojust the trouble-making mortal that can see through the mist.

✷ jason rasely

✷ jason, baby. 'nough said.

✷ only eighteen. tick tock.

✷ trouble-making mortal

✷ daring ; bold ; fun-loving

✷ guillaume varki

✷ candy chandy

* to be completed in all lower case letters. erase this.

[chandyland]

cleopatra consella vs damon hamlin
the loving & intimidating daughter of delphia and alek.
teamed up with the quirky & intelligent son of sheldon and xyleena.

She scoffed at the thought of her being in luck that this was man was following her around like she was some type of... goddess. The thought made her smile, imagining herself being a goddess. Yeah, like that was going to happen anytime soon. As she walked towards the pavilion, she caught sight of many other campers. One stared her down with eyes so electric they sent a chill down her spine. Cleo looked away from the tall female, then back towards the pavilion. "Well, Jandro, my mother is Delphia Consella, daughter of Zeus. My dad is Alek Consella, son of Poseidon." She made sure he knew her whereabouts. If he wanted to push her buttons, it was his head he was loosing. "My father used to tell me stories about Leonidas," Cleo said, ending that conversation. From what she understood about Leonidas, he was pretty self-centered and not the smartest person in the world. She didn't mention any of this to Jandro, but instead she simply walked towards the pavilion, listening to his footsteps smash into the mud with every step.

When she came across the dining pavilion, it was wide open. Cleo frowned up at the sky, where it was just as sunny as ever. Cleo raised her eyebrows, thinking what happened when it rained. She figured she wouldn't ask any questions. Looking over at the different tables, campers where all enjoying food and laughing. The thought made her smile. "Talk to you later?" Cleo turned around and smiled -- really -- this time before going off to grab her food. From the looks of it, campers where putting a certain food item in a large fire. At first, this seemed odd to her but she went along with it. She dropped the reddest apple she had ever seen into the fire, and said a short prayer to Zeus and Poseidon. Walking to the table with the big 1 on it, she noticed two other campers sitting there as well. She hadn't noticed any other sign of living in her cabin before, but she might not have payed too much attention. Slowly sinking in next to the boy, she sat across from the girl with the electric gaze. She simply stared at her, her electric blue eyes boring into hers before she spoke. "So you're one of the new muts?" The ebony haired female raised her eyebrows are Cleo. At first, she didn't know how to respond. Mut? Was that what they where calling them? "If that's what you're calling us nowadays, then yeah." Cleopatra simply nodded, then looked down at her food.

Cleopatra eyed the glass in front of her, but it was empty. Was this some kind of trick? The girl who called her a mut chuckled, and the boy next to her looked up at her. "Tell it what you want," he said, smiling. Cleo raised her eyebrows. How the ******** was a glass supposed to know what she wanted? "Um, okay... Vanilla Coke?" She asked the glass. Immediately, the glass filled up with a syrupy liquid. In disbelief, she took a quick sip of the coke. It was just what she asked for, but it just appeared. "Awesome," Cleo mumbled as she set the glass back down. "Yeah, it's pretty cool. You can ask for anything, except, y'know, alcoholic drinks and stuff." There was a type of light in his eyes too, like the light in the other girls eyes. Except less intimidating. "Oh, I'm Jairus. My dad is obviously Zeus," Jairus smiled. Cleo nodded and took another sip of her vanilla coke. "I'm Cleo, my grandpa is Zeus. And Poseidon." Cleo shrugged, not understanding what the big idea was. The other kid though, he looked like he thought it was awesome. "That is so cool. So you can do both? Like Mattias plus me? Pretty cool," Jairus said, as he ate his food. She had no idea who Mattias was.

Damon did not understand what he had said wrong to trigger a switch in Alyx's mind. Immediately, her attitude changed. She looked like she wanted to suddenly strangle him for asking her how she spelled her name. "No need to get pissy, dear." Damon said, holding his head high. This girl was going to be an issue. What she said next, she had a point. Nothing about them was common. He was mostly mortal, but his grandpa was still Poseidon. "You have a point," Damon nodded. When she asked him whom his parents where, he simply nodded. "Or as I like to call them, mom and dad." It didn't make any sense, but it seemed appropriate. "I am assuming that your parents are Simeon and Delia. Explains much," Damon had mumbled the last part, hoping she wouldn't hear what he had to say. Before he could turn around, she turned around and began swaying her a** in the air like it was some type of prize. Damon blinked, wondering what was wrong with her. Then she said something like "coming?" but he couldn't tell because she sounded like she was trying to call a bear to mate. He slowly stalked after the female, pondering on what was in store for him.

From the looks of it, everyone was grabbing their lunch then dumping the best looking piece of it into a large fire that smelled like an arrange of things. He stalked towards the fire, receiving glares and stares like no other, and slid in the juiciest strawberries. Silently, he prayed to Poseidon. 'Grandfather, help me with my eyesight.' He prayed, before walking towards the Poseidon table. At the table where two boys. One was big, tough and scaring looking, and the other was just the opposite. He was tall and lanky. He looked between the boys, seeing a faint distinction in their appearance. He, on the other hand, looking nothing like either of them. "Hello," Damon said awkwardly as he took a slow bite out of his chicken. From the looks of it, everyone was telling their glasses to do something, and then they did it. Quietly, he told his glass to fill up with cherry Dr. Pepper. It did just that. Smiling, Damon took a quenching sip.

"So you're the new guy? I must say, I was expecting someone different," the hunky guy said, smiling. He had a chain around his neck and wore a bright orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt. "I'm Adrian, Son of Poseidon. I'm the cabin councilor." He kind of shrugged, like it's-no-big-deal-i'm-just-older-an-sexier-than-you kind of shrug. Damon had to fight himself from laughing. "I'm Damon. My grandpa is Poseidon," he tried to mimic Adrian's shrug, but his didn't look as confident. The other boy kind of rolled his eyes and continued eating before looking up at Damon. "I'm Mattias. Don't let dickhead over here fool you," Mattias shrugged too, but his was kind of like a I-don't-give-a-s**t kind of shrug. Adrian kind of elbowed him, but the boys went about their business, eating and laughing at each other. Boy, was Camp Half-Blood different than what he thought it would be.

[chandyland]

thenalia hamlin vs anthony piazza
the intelligent & sarcastic daughter of alyxandra and damon.
teamed up with the charming & chivalrous mortal without the sight.

[chandyland]

delphia, simeon, xyleena, leonidas
the intelligent daughter of zeus and the witty son of athena.
questing with the determined artemis hunter and the arrogant son of ares.

The past week had been horrible. Simeon acted like he was tied to a least, Alek was excited, Del didn't act like she cared too much, Leo was constantly hitting on Penny, Leena was all shook up from the "oaths" part of the prophecy. Everyone kept asking her where she was going and what they where going to what they where going to do. Truth be told, it was extremely annoying. It got to the point where Phia decided she was just going to stay in her cabin except during dinner, lunch, breakfast and activities. Campers where gossiping and whispering, some eyed them up and down like they where the plague. No wonder Chiron had warned about telling campers about the quest, so well, they didn't. Phia was iffy about what she shared and what she did. Simeon and Alek had told her to get her items ready to leave. Now, it was the day before they had to leave and Simeon discovered something extremely scary. They where all going to prom.

Okay, so prom. Delphia had never been to a prom, but it was every demigod's nightmare. There would be at least five powerful demigods in one room -- she didn't know who Leena or Penny's parentage was -- but that would attract a lot of monsters. That was the last thing she wanted. Now, she was sitting in her cabin wiping her hands on her pants. She couldn't imagine going to a prom, much less wearing a dress. Why did they even have to do something so ridiculous? It was absurd. They could just waltz into the dance, take the girl, and then waltz off. What was too hard about that? "I don't know what the point of this is," Phia sighed before rising to her feet. She left her cabin slowly, and walked down the marble stairs. She was supposed to be going over to the pretty Aphrodite cabin, where Electra was supposed to be giving dresses to the girls. She seemed reluctant to give dresses to the hunters, but in the end she felt as if it was for a good cause. Phia now wished she hadn't volunteered for the quest with her sister, but if her sister applied, so would she. It sucked being the younger sister.

Now, Delphia was standing in the Aphrodite cabin. Electra was rushing back and forth picking out dresses. Marcus sat on a different bed, smiling at Phia with his creepy smile. Phia looked away and towards her sister who just came out in her dress. She looked beautiful, as always. Next was Phia. She slowly grabbed the dress that Electra had picked out. Reluctantly, Phia changed into her dress and watched as Electra dolled her up. It was awkward and different walking in heels. She was used to walking around in converse or tennis shoes. Anything other than tall, pointy shoes. She frowned at herself in the mirror and looked over at Electra. "Am I supposed to look this ridiculous?" Phia asked, pulling at the bottom of her dress. "You look gorgeous! Now, go get those boys." Electra winked at Phia before pushing her and her sister out of the door. Phia and Del walked up towards the Big House, and waited for the boys to get their tuxes. Wherever they where going to get them.

The very last thing Leena wanted to do was go to some type of prom with boys. Much less Simeon, Alek or Leonidas. They acted like... well, boys. It was so aggravating she wanted to turn them into rats then cut off their tails. Too bad Lady Artemis had banned her from doing so. Now, she was pacing back and forth in the Artemis cabin, still baffled about the prophecy. There was no changing prophecies, but this was the last thing she wanted to do. "Oaths will be broken. Bah! That's a lie. He is lying to us," Leena spat, still pacing. She hated it so much. She couldn't stand the thought of being told that she was going to break her oath. "This is ridiculous. Why should I even go? Replace me with someone else." Leena knew she would go even if she didn't want to, but this was serious. Oaths? Broken? In the same sentence? That was like saying "Leo is so smart!" You would have to be a complete buffoon to think so. The idea actually made her smile, but it quickly faded when Penelope asked to get the dress. "I suppose I have no choice." Xyleena frowned, and walked out of the cabin. Ooh fun.

Leena quickly walked towards the Aphrodite cabin. As soon as she got it over with, the better. Before she could open the door, Phia and Del stormed out, smelling strongly of roses and hairspray. The girls looked gorgeous, but uncomfortable. Electra was sorting through her dresses, and laid out two dresses with shoes and everything. Leena didn't both to smile, but when she saw Marcus, she banished him from his own cabin. "Leave while you still can, boy." Leena stabbed a finger towards the door, and watched as the Aphrodite boy pouted out of the cabin. "Let us get this over with," Leena said snatching up the dress from Electra. She glared at her before mumbling something to herself. "She's going to get hate all over my dress," Electra pouted as Leena changed in Electra's wardrobe, that was about as big as one of her huntress tents. Which could fit about five campers with extra space. She changed into her dress that just so happened to be her favorite color and show a fair amount of cleavage. When she walked out, she felt like a million dollars.

The last time she wore a dress was about two thousand years ago, when she went to a ball. It hadn't been as sexy as the dress she was wearing now. Electra smiled, it was a weak smile, but hey, it counts. "Don't get too much hate on that dress. It's a Prada original. I would tell you to get those boys, but you wouldn't like that too much," Electra kind of shrugged like she knew about the oath. That made her kind of pissy. Glaring at the girl, she stormed out of the cabin and towards Del and Phia. Oh, how she knew she was going to hate this.

It was only Wednesday when he realized he needed something, someone extremely important. Even though he had turned her down when she asked him to the prom, he was now going to her prom. He knew he owed her at least one dance, but hopefully he could squeeze in Delia if she let him. Adrienne, his mortal friend that could see through the mist, had the amazing ability to lead them through the labyrinth. At first, he realized he was in luck, and then he realized what day it was. Prom. Of course. Nemesis was probably doing this to him because he had too much "luck". If that's what they called it. He was supposed to get all fancied up, which he didn't understand. He had never gone to a prom, but supposedly you where supposed to look "nice", dress fancy and what not. To do that, they where supposed to dress all fancy. If they wanted to persuade Adrienne to go with them, they would have to look like they where ready for prom.

To do that, they had to go to Marcus. The girls went to Electra, whom seemed reluctant to do so. In the end, it was all sorted out. While he went towards the Aphrodite cabin with Alek and Leo, he spotted Marcus outside of the cabin, peeking inside of the curtains. Was he surprised? Of course not. Simeon chuckled before meeting up with him. "Do they look hot?" Simeon asked. Marcus almost jumped out of his shoes. "I'm not watching," Marcus lied, smiling. "Are you dudes ready? You've got a hell of a night. Once these girls are-" Just as he said that, Leena stormed out of the cabin. He shrugged, peeked in the door, then out came Penny. He smiled then shrugged, "I guess we can go inside now." He said it so nonchalantly, Simeon almost felt nervous for himself, Alek and Leonidas.

Marcus already had three suits on his bunk. One was a grayish color, another a deep black and another a crazy white. Simeon raised his eyebrows and decided he wanted the gray one, just to bring out his eyes. The tie, and everything else was a pale blue. While he was changing, he had no clue on how to tie his tie. It was awkward, but he knew Marcus had to do it. When he walked out of his wardrobe, he walked towards Marcus and he immediately tied his tie. So much for awkward. After he was dressed, he walked out of the doors and went towards the hill, where Del, Phia, Penny and Leena stood. They all looked beautiful, but Del stood out the most. "You all look... spiffy," Simeon complimented the girls, but he mostly spoke to Delia.

A mortal who could see through the mist? Bull s**t. There was no such thing, right? How could a mortal see through the mist when he could hardly see through the ******** mist? The thought simply irritated him. No way was there such a thing. Ha, and people thought he was stupid. If Simeon believed that he knew a girl who could see through the mist and she was just a human, maybe he was the stupid one, right? Even if his mom was Athena. That didn't mean he couldn't be dumb... right? The whole process simply confused him, but he walked along with Simeon and Alek anyways. Who cares about prom? He just wanted a date with the glorious Penny. Yeah, like that was going to happen. But hey, a man could dream, right? His dream just so happened to be to ask Penelope for just one dance. She had to give him at least that, right? Wrong. Just as they approached the Aphrodite cabin, Leena stormed out looking quite sexy with her cleavage. After Leena came Penny, who looked even sexier. He totally had to get a date with that chica.

Marcus was peeking through the curtains, of course. What was new? It was a Leonidas move, one that he had taught the Aphrodite male. "Hey man, we're ready to get those ridiculous suits you have for us. I mean, who has a suit?" Once they where in the cabin, Simeon picked which one he wanted first before changing. After Alek picked which one he wanted, Leo grabbed the last one -- not really caring because he looked good in anything -- and walked off to one of the nearest wardrobes. Never before had he seen anything so big. It was the size of his siblings! After changing, Leo left the cabin without waiting for anything else. He walked towards Half-Blood hill where a dragon and a golden fleece lay on a giant pine tree. In front, was a long white limo with Argus at the wheel. Any surprise? Then, he caught eye of Penny. She looked stunning in her dress, but then again she always did. "Spiffy? She's lookin' hot," Leo winked at Penelope.

[chandyland]

cleopatra consella vs damon hamlin
the loving & intimidating daughter of delphia and alek.
teamed up with the quirky & intelligent son of sheldon and xyleena.

Capture the Flag. For the past week, she had heard stories about the game where they fought over a silly flag. The whole concept seemed hilarious. Cleo had a hard time with Jandro the past week, who constantly tried to touch her and what not. One time, she put up her "shields" and the boy made the mistake of grabbing her arm. Just with that one touch, he got enough electricity in him to make him pass out. The guy wouldn't leave her alone, not to mention he was on her team for Capture the Flag. On the bright side, so was Anstice. Anstice was Hermes son. He was cute and mischievous. She kept her belongings right by her side whenever she was around him, but they had a pretty awesome time playing pranks on Mr. D before his time was up. Whenever he wasn't looking, they stomped on his vines and switched out his wine -- which he wasn't supposed to have -- with cranberry juice. It seriously pissed him off. It was amusing watching his face turn the color of his wine. But, pretty soon, his time was up. It was amazing how fast a century could fly by when you're a god. Now, they had a new director whose name was Adonis. He was a son of Apollo, and it was extremely easy to tell. He was a master at Archery and could heal anything. Well, almost anything.

Now, she was standing in full body armor, armed with her shield that her mother had given her; -- it was originally a hard clip until she clicked it -- it had a majestic eagle on it and it made her feel prideful. When different campers or monsters looked at it, they where drained of confidence. She thought it was pretty cool. She had a long sword that was engraved with seashells and lightning bolts at the bottom. It was a gift of cyclops, whom had made the sword especially for her. It felt balanced in her hand. Not too heavy, not to light. She looked in between the different cabins. Almost every minor godling's child was standing in their group -- which made up about twenty campers. The Hermes cabin, about three; Ares had about five, and they looked scary with their armor that barely fit around their large muscles. Next to the ares was the Zeus cabin -- hers -- with Melantha, whom she discovered to be a total b***h, and Jairus. He was a good kid and nothing like his half sister was. A camper from the Ares cabin was shouting orders, and he looked like he knew what he was talking about. She could literally feel the spit as he shouted at the group, which wasn't a really comforting feeling at the moment. She slowly shrank back, waiting until her position was called out.

"Hermes! Since you're so good at stealing objects, not to mention electric spears, I want you to steal the flag. Be quick, which I know for a fact isn't an issue with you." Greg seemed to roll his eyes, like he had bad experience with the boys. Anstice and his cabin mates saluted then listened to the rest of the camper's positions. He spat orders at the minor godlings demigods, like Hecate's children where supposed to trick the other team into thinking that they had their flag when the really had a stick and things like that. The Morpheus kids where supposed to put the other team to sleep, and the Nemesis kids just ******** up their luck. Then, he pointed straight at Melantha. "You! Don't let the Poseidon douche's get into the creek. I want you to take out all of the campers that you can get your hands on. Electrocute the creek, make it hard for them to see, y'know?" Just as Cleo thought that was her position, Greg looked straight at her. "And you, Mut, I want you to stand in the creek. Don't let the enemy cross our borderlines. Since you're half, what? Zeus and Poseidon? You can get more power by standing in the creek while it's electrocuted. It's a pretty easy job. Got it?" Cleo slowly nodded, unsure of what to say. "And the Ares cabin will guard the flag." His cabin cheered, then he shouted: "Red team! Go!"

Everyone ran. Blue team, the opposing team, ran as fast as they could while they charged into the flag. Immediately, she went to her position in border control. She slowly stepped in the water, feeling the comfort fill her. She suddenly felt ten times stronger standing in the creek. Touching it with her finger, she watched as the electricity traveled down the creek, completely shocking it. It made her smile and it made her feel ten thousand times stronger. She had both on her side, now. She watched carefully, looking for any Blue Team campers.

The past week was filled with taunts from Alyx and winks. Damon found it quite annoying the way she acted like he wanted her. She must have been mistaken or quite blind, due to the fact that he could live without the crazy female. Jandro was completely cocky and tried to hit on his cousin; Cleo disliked it but she seemed to hate the Zeus Councilor even more. She seemed like a b***h, and whenever he walked by her,she would whisper something like "Ignorant Mortal" or something. It's not like he gave a s**t what she called him. So, his mother was a daughter of Poseidon and an x-hunter, while his father was just a normal mortal. What was so bad about that? It was his genes, and he felt as if she had no right to act the way she did. He dismissed it, now. Wait till they started the game of Capture of Flag. All of his team was gossiping about it. They acted like they where going to win. Adrian kept patting him on the back and Mattias acted like he didn't give a s**t. The Athena campers found him intriguing, including Alyx, and the way he was mostly mortal and could penetrate the borders of camp. He was forbidden to even taste "Ambrosia" or "Nectar". Even demigods could burn from that, but who knew what the stuff would do to him? It only made him more vulnerable. Which wasn't a good thing.

Now, the Athena campers where telling them their orders. "Aphrodite, work your beautiful magic on the men of the Red Team. I want you to make them want some more." Sebastian pointed towards Paige, she smiled then played with her armor. From what Damon understood, the Aphrodite kids where kind of annoying. "Demeter Cabin, I want you all to grow poison ivy, poison oak, anything you can think of to keep them away from the flag. You will be on border patrol," the councilor, Ceres, nodded. "And you," he pointed at the Hades girl, "If my cabin cannot get to the flag in time, I want you to go for it. Don't let them stop you." Althea didn't seem to happy about her position, but she solemnly nodded. "Apollo, guard the flag with all that you have. Do not let the other team get it," Demetria nodded. "Hephaestus Cabin, you five take out of the Zeus cabin. They are the biggest threat here," Sebastian told the Hephaestus cabin. "My cabin will go after the flag," Sebastian grinned. The only cabin that was left was the Poseidon cabin. "Adrian, you and your cabin stay near the creek. Kind of like border patrol, but watch out with the Demeter cabin. People tend to underestimate them." Once that was said, he raised up the flag with the owl on it and shouted, "Blue Team!" Then, they all ran off.

[chandyland]

pandora gonzales vs jason rasely
the flirtatious & loving daughter of cleo and jandro.
teamed up with the trouble-making & rich mortal who can see through the mist.

Whoa. First day of school. Different emotions ran through Pandora as she stood on her brand new bed in the mortal world. She had been immortal for a few years now, and it was almost as weird as getting ready to go on her first day of school. First, as in, first time she had ever visited a school in her life. Never before had she experienced sitting behind a desk for seven long hours and listen to teachers drone on and on. She had learned enough with her brother, Phoenix, up on Mount Olympus. Nothing could match up to her palace up there. Now, she stood on top of of her deep pink bed, satin bed sheets. They where almost a rich purple. She stood bare foot and looked out the window, looking across the street as a mortal walked her dog. Strange. She had never imagined having a dog. Instead, she had her own Pegasus. Pandora named her Buttercup. Completely original. Her Pegasus was pure white, but had two different color eyes and her hooves where a buttercup color. Her right eye was a golden color, and her left a deep brown. Her wings had random spots of colors, as well. Now, looking at the mortal with the dog, she felt a sense of pity. "Poor mortals... I get a flying horse, and they get a salivating mut," Pandora pouted. She actually felt for the mortals, but she couldn't do much about it.

Shrugging, the Goddess of Storms jumped lightly off her bed, trying not to make a sound. She flipped her ebony hair across her shoulders with a twitch of her fingers, not even bothering to touch it. Being immortal had it's advantages. She was the goddess of storms, and with just a push of a button, she could call the wind gods and really create a storm. Her great grandparents -- oh yes, the mighty and worthy Olympians -- where quite found of her and her cousin, Thena. Thinking upon this, she strutted towards her closet to find the clothes she had chosen specially for this day. She changed out of her stormy gray silky pajamas, and changed into her clothing. The goddess picked up her brush, a gift from Aphrodite, her cousin, and simply touched her hair with it as it brushed itself. Glancing outside the maroon curtains, she felt a sense of distress seeing that the sun was out. Frowning, the goddess quickly snapped her fingers and immediately a storm began to brew. From the Poseidon in her, rain poured heavily and onto the lady with the dog. Lightning stroke repeatedly, and the lady ran inside in fear. The clouds where almost a black; she could just feel the powering coursing through her veins. The cardigan that clung to her arms shaped her muscles, a gift from her father, son of ares, and she felt superior. Until she went downstairs.

After putting on a thin layer of make-up -- Aphrodite didn't approve of the little make-up, but she told her it complimented her "natural beauty" -- she walked downstairs to discover... cereal. Oh, how she hated it. Her Great Aunt, Demeter, was always encouraging her to eat it. "The soy milk does wonderful things for you bones, deary. Now, eat your wheaties!" She understood now why her cousin, Persephone, was always complaining about her mother. She would too. She looked over at her mother, who gave an apologetic smile. Pandora had hinted that her mother couldn't cook very well, but this would have to do. After eating her cereal, she told her mother and father goodbye before walking out into the rain. Her wavy, ebony hair stayed dry, and so did her clothing. She had the capability to do so. Once she had driven to school in her Porshce, she parked it in the far back to avoid scratches of any kind. If any mortal dared to ruin her beautiful car, they would be struck by lightning. Last thing they wanted to do. Just as she was walking towards the school, time sped up then she was suddenly strutting by a motorcycle. From the looks of it, the boy had scratched a champagne colored Corvette and was writing something in Sharpie. Pandora made a "tsk tsk" sound before she realized it was Thena's car. She was already inside when she realized, but was too lazy to go back and tell the motorcycle driver off. Too bad.

Walking into History class -- yeah, history! -- she took a seat next to a very hot male with dark hair. She eyed him up and down and smiled. "Hi!" Pandora greeted, sitting down next to the male. She looked at the teacher, who eyed her suspiciously. Pandora simply rolled her eyes at the middle aged man. Too bad she would never reach that age. Ha, yeah right. The last thing she wanted to do was become... old. The word in general sickened her "I've never been to an actual school before. This is amazing," the goddess smiled, her teeth glistening white. "Don't you just love the weather? I think it's lovely." Pandora was talking to the male next to her, whom she seemed to have interest in. The guy was pretty hot. "Oh, I'm Pandora," she smiled, who knew talking to mortals would be so easy? Let alone hot. Pandora looked around the room at the different mortals. Two where in pretty cheerleading outfits. They where laughing and gossiping, acting like they where on top of the world. Wait till she proved them wrong.

Now, laying on top of his king sized mattress that massaged his back and twirled when he pressed a button. Looking across his room -- which was about the size of an average New York three bedroom apartment. He had the whole third floor two himself, which was about three bedrooms, one game room, four bathrooms, his own personal kitchen and everything else in an average house. One this was for sure: Jason Rasely had it good. He pressed the buttons on the little remote repeatedly, moving his bed back and forth as it vibrated. He was about to have another "normal" day at Hawthorne Prep. Well, as normal as it ever got. Rolling out of bed, he landing on the pearly white plush carpet. His ebony hair stood out hard against it, and his tanned skin glowed. Rolling on the floor towards the bathroom, he managed to his his head on the bed stand before getting to the bathroom. Running a hand through his hair, Jason turned the hot shower water on his large, glass shower before stripping and stepping in. The hot water felt like being burned with a cattle prod. Wincing, Jason stepped out of the shower after fifteen minutes. Once stepping out of the air-dryer, Jason quickly changed into his dark denim jeans, with a pale white v-neck that shaped his outline. Sure, it wasn't your average Target brand -- more like from the highest designers out there -- and a leather jacket. He never wore the same thing twice. A pair of socks? Never. Underwear? Nasty. His shoes where all designer and top dog, so everyone cowered in his presence. Hey, he would to if someone's dad owned the whole city.

After eating his breakfast that the maids prepared, Jason decided he would leave. Before he left, he made sure he sun was shining, so he decided he would rather take his motorcycle over his Viper. After putting on his helmet, Jason started the motorcycle and made his way to Hawthorne Prep. Truth be told, he hated the school; he hated the teachers, almost all of the students, and everything else you could imagine. That was partly why he decided he would make it interesting. For the most part. About half-way down the road, it began to get darker. Jason dismissed it, until it began to pour. As in, really pour. Where the fat, hard rain drops stung your skin and made you want to stay inside all day. To make things worse, the rain smelled like salt water on the ocean; which was odd, due to the fact that they weren't even close to an ocean. Frowning, Jason quickly pulled into the school driveway and parked next to a champagne colored Corvette. Unfortunately, Jason made the mistake of pulling into way too fast, and made a scratch across the car that was easy six inches long. Quickly turning off his motorcycle and removing his helmet, Jason pulled out a sharpie from his bag and wrote "Sorry" above the scratch. Whoever this car belonged to, chances where they where going to be pissed. He would to if he was the owner. Underneath the scratch, he wrote his initials in big letters.

The trouble-maker ran into his high school and quickly turned the corner in English class. Upon entering, his eyes adverted to the back of the class where he sat next to Ethan and Aiden. Sitting in the middle of those three desks, was a brunette with curling hair and an intelligent look on her face. Jason frowned. No one sat in his desk. Jason strode over to the brunette who was sitting in his desk. He towered over her; he could smell her perfume from where she sat. Jason knew everyone in this town, and everyone knew him and his father. He had never seen this chick before. She looked intelligent and very attractive. Jason raised his eyebrows and pointed at the desk, which his father owned. "Hate to break this to you, sweetie, but that's my desk." Sure, they didn't have assigned seats, but he owned that desk, -- and every desk in the school -- but he wasn't just going to let her sit in it. Pretty soon, Aiden and Ethan came parading in, laughing hysterically before they saw the female sitting in his desk. "Whoa, Ethan. Remember what happened to the last person that sat in his desk?" Aiden asked Ethan with a serious look. "I don't think anyone will forget that. Poor Ben, so young." Ethan shook his head. It was all a joke, but it normally persuaded people to get out of his desk.

[chandyland]

the boys who kiss and bite
they are the brilliant ones
who speak and write with silver luck
they sing in clever tongues
oh, how my knees go weak to be the one
she kicks and bucks


Chroma had expected something like that from Morgan. Instead, she kept her arrow notched and waited for the electricity to kick in. Pretty soon, not even her water would be able to help her. She grinned, ready to get her revenge. Just as the thought crossed her mind, something hit her leg. Excruciating pain traveled up her leg, she could feel the point pierce her shin and stop in the depth of her muscle. Chroma screamed and fell to the ground, before she realized the stupid thing was electric. Immediately, she thought of London before realizing he was on the same team as her. She gasped when Nathan came out of the bushes, then disqualified. He strode over to her, and she would have kicked him in his pretty nose if she couldn't feel the electricity in her muscle. Once he pulled out, quickly, Chroma gasped and bit the inside of her cheek, trying not to scream again. "Mother ********]" Chroma spat as she looked down at her leg. Of course, it was gushing blood. It hurt like hell, especially with the oxygen entering the wound. The muscle was probably shattered, it would take some time to heal, but it would heal. Chroma ripped a piece off of the bottom of her Camp Caelum shirt. She tied it quickly around the wound, groaning as it stung. She wanted to murder Nathan now, even though he was her friend. But, what friend throws electric spears at other friends? Just then, Leighton and Suzy ran like the wind towards the flag. Yes.

What had surprised her, was Arkaine. She had shot the guy in the a**, and he stopped in his trails to ask her if she was okay. "No, I am not." Chroma kind of whimpered before Morgan told him to scat. He simply disappeared. Chroma smiled at Morgan, making sure she knew he stopped to ask her if she was okay. Standing up, Chroma winced as she leaned on her right leg. "Wel-" Chroma began when she felt something hit her head. Frowning, she looked down at a strawberry. Where the hell had that come from? Then, her elbows and hands randomly sprouted vines. Her first thought was: Dionysus! Then, Dimitri popped out of the bushes and waved at her. Stupefied, she tried to swat away the vines but they continued to grow. She kept pulling them off, trying to get them off of her body. "What the hell?" She asked after he said they would keep growing. Then, the male came over and popped a grape into her mouth. What the ******** was that? Once he left, she spat the grape out, and glared at Morgan. This wasn't Nathan and Dimitri's fight, this was Morgan and Chroma's fight. Every now and then, Morgan would splash water on her just to piss her off. Chroma kept trying to keep the vines off, but they continued to grow. Damn it. Suddenly, Morgan broke into a fit of "ows!" because London had finally electrocuted the water. "Sucks, doesn't it?" Chroma smiled at Morgan, happy to see her in some pain.

Just when things couldn't get any worse, ******** Son-of-the-Dead decided to show up. "Oh my gods!" Chroma complained. "Are we having some type of ******** party!" Before anything could happen, the two disappeared. Frowning, Chroma sighed in frustration. Her muscle was dead; her right leg felt like it wouldn't move even if she wanted it to; she was covered in vines, and her arch enemy just got kidnapped by the son of the dead. Besides the last part, it all pretty sucked. Chroma hoped he had taken her to the pits of Tartarus, but chances of that happening where slim to none. Once she was positive the vines had stopped growing from her arms and elbows, she picked them off and stomped her left leg in frustration. It was like everyone was out to get her, which she did not want. Limping off into the woods, Chroma was careful not to be seen.

ooc; i didn't know how to end it, so i cut it short

[chandyland]

cleopatra consella vs damon hamlin
the loving & intimidating daughter of delphia and alek.
teamed up with the quirky & intelligent son of sheldon and xyleena.

Once the game was started, Jandro made the stupidest mistake he could ever, ever make. Cleo had been sitting in the water, playing around with it and watching it evaporate as the electricity touched it. When she heard what sounded like a bunch of little giggles, Cleopatra slowly turned her head, afraid to see what she saw. Of course, Jandro was being seduced by Paige and her minions. Cleo frowned and watched as Jandro was pulled into it. If he actually got sucked into it, she would have to stop it. Judging from the looks and giggles he was getting, they where about to bust a move. Standing up, she stormed out of the creek, abandoning her position. Greg would get really pissed if he found out, but now that was the last thought on her mind. Tightening her grip on her sword, she came up behind Jandro and wrapped her hand around his eyes to break the spell. She pushed him back and pointed her sword at Paige's throat. "Why don't you mess with someone else in your league?" Cleo asked, cocking her head. Paige just snarled. "What's the matter, mutt? Afraid your man likes me more?" She reached a hand out towards Jandro, but before she could do anything, she was interrupted by a scream.

Cleo whipped around to see Alyx standing across the creak, but on her side of the creak was a giant hellhound. The thing was ready to pounce on top of one of Alyx's cabin mates. Cleo gaped at the thing. She had seen them before, but she had never fought them. "Oh my gods," Cleo gasped, backing up into Jandro by accident. His chest felt like a rock, but it was comforting now. Only because there was a devilish hellhound from Hades in their camp. She thought that wasn't possible, unless someone summoned a monster. Paige and her cabin mates screamed and took off into the woods, which made the hellhound turn around and look at Jandro and Cleo. She chewed on her cheek, trying not to scream herself and run. The dog clawed and the ground and sprang forward, towards Cleo and Jandro. Out of instinct, Cleo fell to the ground and rolled, mostly because the dog was really quick. It was only seconds before the Hellhound was on Jandro. She was partly surprised because he hadn't moved, but before she could react dozens of celestial bronze arrows pierced the back of the hellhound's head. Of course, this only pissed it off even more. Cleo jumped to her feat, acting out of braveness which would probably only last for a couple of seconds. She charged and the huge beast, and stabbed it with her sword right in the gut. Before she could even pull out her sword, the thing evaporated. It smelled of sea water and electricity, which wasn't what a normal monster was supposed to smell like.

Just then, Anstice sprang across the creak, with the Blue Team's flag on it. He was smiling, but he didn't seem to realize what had just happened. "What?" He asked, looking at the expressions before Greg popped out of nowhere. "Consella! You mutt! Why aren't you in your position?!" He roared. Cleo stared at him like he was ******** whack. For one, she saved Jandro from being eaten by the Aphrodite's, and they where just attacked by a ******** hellhound and he was asking why she wasn't in her position? "Yeah, Greg, but-" Before she could finish, he huffed and interrupted her. "Yeah, but what?" Greg demanded. Cleo raised her eyebrow. "Are you ******** stupid?" She blurted, not meaning to ask. She knew that Ares wasn't the brightest bulb, but she hadn't meant to ask his son if he was stupid. She took a small step back from Greg. She didn't want him on her bad side.

Well, the game had been going pretty well, until he decided he was bored with his position. With a slight case of ADHD, Damon could hardly stand saying the same spot for twenty minutes. From the looks of it, this game wasn't getting anywhere. Frustrated, Damon turned behind a tree and stalked into the forest, Adrian yelling at him to get back into his spot. He simply ignored the man, but he didn't know what he was in for. When he passed by the creak, he spotted Cleo playing in the water. Behind her jandro was being charmed by the Aphrodite's. They were cute. Shrugging his shoulders, he passed by their flag. It was in an obvious spot, but it was suppose to be obvious. He had a pretty good idea on who was going to win, but he kind of kept it to himself. Damon quietly stalked in the bushes, making sure not to be seen. Then, like a switch, Sebastian spotted him. "Hey! St-" Sebastian was interrupted by the screams of girls. Both of the males whipped around to see the Aphrodite girls running away. At first, Damon thought it was normal until Sebastian drew his dagger. Damon raised his eyebrows, then followed Sebastian's gaze. Standing on the opposite side of the creak was a giant dog. It looked like a huge Doberman, ready to pounce. He knew what it was, he had seen his fair share, but what was it doing in camp? Hadn't Chiron said monsters couldn't penetrate the camp borders? Since when could they?

Damon took a step back, surprised to see the beast. Now, it was facing towards Jandro. Just when it was about to pounce, Cleo ducked and rolled, but Jandro wasn't as quick. The beast pounced on top of Jandro, and the Apollo kids went crazy with their arrows. A dozen or so was sticking out of it's head, but the giant dog just didn't seem happy about it. It hadn't evaporated, but instead it just stood there, ready to claw out Jandro's face. Anstice fell to the ground, clutching the flag pole. The Hades girl disappeared into the shadows, Demetria and Chroma were preparing new arrows, the Aphrodite's were no where in sight, but everything else was pretty calm. Until Cleo decided she was going to kill the beast. At first, it was amazing, then he suddenly felt guilty that he hadn't been the one to attack the hellhound. There was a moment of awed silence before Greg broke it, yelling at Cleo. Infuriated, Damon started forward, wondering what the ******** was this guys problem. Jandro, Greg's own cabin mate, had just been attacked by a hellhound and he was wondering why she wasn't in her position? Damon walked forward, and stood at the opposite side of the creak. "Hey, du-" before Damon could finish, Alyx was standing in front of him with a serious pissy look on her face. What was the problem now?

[chandyland]

pandora gonzales vs jason rasely
the flirtatious & loving daughter of cleo and jandro.
teamed up with the trouble-making & rich mortal who can see through the mist.

Pandora smiled, she already like this guy. He had an adorable dimple that made her smile when he smiled. She want to touch is when he smiled, so she did. It might have been a little awkward, but like she cared. She liked the little whole in his cheek when he smiled. It gave him a certain look. His next question puzzled her. She raised her eye brows, wondering what "home school" was. She figured someone like Thena would know. "Um, I guess. If that's what you mortals call it nowadays." Pandora shrugged, then smiled. Who knew what home school was? She didn't, nor was it important to her. Pandora looked up at the sky, where rain was falling and the storm was brewing. She smiled at his answer; of course it made the world the better place. So far, she approved. "Doesn't it? It makes me feel strong," Pandora said. She had meant it, whenever it stormed, she felt gorgeous and beautiful and strong. When the sun was out, the last thing she needed was sun. Her hair always felt greasy and nasty when it was out, why not a storm or two? "Why hello Tony, that's such an odd name. I've never heard anything like that before." Pandora really meant what she had said, there wasn't an ounce of sarcasm in her voice.

After the announcements -- she couldn't find out where the voices where coming from -- the professor began speaking. He was droning on and on about something she could care less about. Pandora continued to play with the wood on the desk, picking it off. Pandora flicked it on the floor and chased her finger across the metal of her chair, watching it break into a fit of blue, electric sparks as she touched it. The goddess giggled and continued to play with the chair. Then, she ran her fingers across her desk salt water would show up. Pretty soon, her desk was completely filled with salt water. She was about to dump it off before she caught sight of a tissue box. Pandora jumped up and twirled towards the tissue box. She grabbed one and went back to her seat. The water was now pouring onto her skirt, but she didn't get wet. It kind of sat in her lap. Pandora used that one tissue and cleaned up her mess, then got up and put the soaking tissue in the trash. It was amazing how she could clean up a gallon of salt water with a store-bought tissue. She sat back in her desk, and almost fell asleep from the teachers lecture. She could feel the glare of a girl with bright blond hair, who looked like she was pissed at Pandora because she was in her spot. 'Ooh, looks like she's got a trident shoved up her a**.' Pandora smiled.

The new girl had said exactly what he had wanted her to say, without the "no one calls me sweetie" part. Jason gave a crooked smile, then crossed his arms like she did. "Ooh, fiesty. Just the way I like them," he nipped at the girl then pointed at his desk. "My name my not be on it, sweetie, but I just so happen to own that desk you're sitting in. Are you going to get out, or am I going to have to enforce it?" Jason gave a cocky grin, then looked up at the teacher who batted her eyes at him. She smiled, then looked down at the girl. Mrs. Martinez looked down at her attendance sheet before addressing the girl. "Miss Hamlin, stop causing problems and move, please." The Hispanic teacher smiled at Miss Hamlin. Jason watched as the girl gave him a frustrated look and sat in front of him. Ooh, big mistake. There was a reason why no one sat in front of him. Jason smiled and slid into his seat behind her, Ethan and Aiden slid into their seats next to him, not in front of him. Immediately, Jason began to play with the tips of the girl's hair that lied on his desk because it was so long.

Before long, Jason had braided the girls hair into a complete braid. She didn't look happy about it, but he found it quite amusing. The English teacher was talking about persuasive essays and whatnot, but he could care less. Mrs. Martinez could care less, too about what Jason did. Grabbing his pens, Jason stuck a different pen in every section of her hair, making it stick out of the thick braid. At the button, he had taken Cesca's hair band and tied her hair. Leaning forward, Jason whispered in the attractive girls ear, "You can keep the pens." Of course, the pens where jet black and the wrote "Rasely Enterprises" Then under that was his father's name, their address and phone number. No one paid attention to any of that, so why should he? Jason glanced out the window to see something white soaring through the sky. It looked like a flying horse. There was no such thing as flying horses, right? Jason frowned, looking at the horse as it flew over the school. Jason turned to Aiden, who was listening to the teacher. "Did you see that?" Jason whispered, pointing out the window. Aiden gave him a look and looked out the window. "What? That bird?" Aiden asked. Jason shook his head and leaned back. That was one big a** bird.

[chandyland]

cleopatra consella vs damon hamlin
the loving & intimidating daughter of delphia and alek.
teamed up with the quirky & intelligent son of sheldon and xyleena.

It was kind of like pressing the "FAST FWD" button on your iPod. Like, when you're running out of time but you really want to hear that one part of that one song. Surprisingly, Jandro had stuck up for Cleo when Greg was chewing her out. Like pressing the button, she fast forwarded to the part where Greg called her his "Girlfriend". Cleo raised her eyebrows and was about to object until she heard a loud shrieking voice come from the opposite side of the river. Cleo whipped around to see Alyx claw out Damon's guts -- not really -- and yelling at him for not being in his position. Either way, he didn't look like he was going to take it. Once again, she was about to tell Alyx to calm down when she realized it wasn't her fight. She turned around then heard Alyx tell Damon he wasn't allowed in camp. The whole camp stood quiet for a second as Alyx stormed off, all pissy. Whoa. That was pretty harsh. Cleopatra felt sorry for her cousin, but that quickly changed when Damon picked up the creek -- the whole creek -- and dumped it on top of Alyx. She didn't even know he had that kind of power. Some campers stared in awe, but Jandro had other plans.

Cleo slowly nodded, looking up at Jandro. Gods, he was attractive. Especially with the little mud smudge on his eyebrow. Shaking the thoughts of her head, she nodded quickly. "Yeah, um... It was no problem... Yeah." She sounded kind of awkward, and she knew she did. She did not do good when around attractive boys, like Alyx did. Except for that one time... But that wasn't the point. The thoughts quickly faded when good ole Jandro came back and got a smug look on his face. She wanted to punch it off. Cleo raised her eyebrows at Jandro, and took a step back, ready to go back to her cabin and change into normal clothes. "I'm fine. I'm going to go back to my cabin and get ready for the campfire. See you there?" She patted him on the shoulder as she said her words, then on the last line she turned around and sent a wave over her shoulder. Hopefully, the campfire wouldn't be as outrageous as this. Cleo headed back to her cabin where Melantha and Jairus where getting ready for the campfire. Melantha glared at her when she came in. "Next time a ******** monster stops a game, let the councilors take care of it." Her words where like knives, but Cleo let them pass. "Your welcome," Cleo smiled, and went to change.

Taking a quick shower, Cleo changed into a baggy camp half-blood t-shirt and tucked it in underneath a pair of short shorts. She went barefoot because she had nothing better to do, and let her hair air dry when she went outside. The air at camp was crisp and fresh, it made her feel like she was in Elysium. Walking to the campfire in the dark was wonderful. She couldn't see where she was going, especially when she ran into Hades' daughter. "You're the mutt who killed the hellhound." When she spoke, she brought her full attention towards her. "Yeah," Cleo whispered. The girl reminded her of death. "I could see your friend dying, but he didn't." The daughter of Hades wasn't smiling, nor was their any emotion on her face. She looked like an empty chalkboard. "My name is Cleo," she blurted, remembering how everyone called her "mutt". Gods, it got annoying. "I'm Althea." No handshakes, no nothing. Althea smiled then disappeared. She had just befriended the daughter of Hades. Stupefied, Cleo continued her walk to the campfire, where she found Jairus, Adrian, Mattias, Chroma, Demetria and Anstice already there. Cleo sat next to Anstice, who sat next to Chroma. No one sat next to her, but she didn't mind. The Apollo girls where singing songs and the fire was booming.

Damon was surprised to see Alyx so upset. Especially at him. Normally, she was all seductive towards him and tried to get in his pants. "What do you mean?" Damon asked. Did she think it was his fault that the hellhound was here? The whole camp dropped quiet, even Greg and Jandro for a few seconds. Damon was about to ask her if she thought that he summoned the thing, before she blew up on him. "Me? Why did I move? Well, gee. My position ******** sucked. I was watching my cousin play in the river!" Damon yelled back. Greg and Jandro where bickering now, and it sounded like Jandro was sticking up for Cleo, but right now, he was having to tame Alyx. "Yeah, we lost because of me. My position was so damn important. Maybe if you where faster getting the fla-" Damon stopped what he was saying when Alyx spoke. What? He didn't belong? New anger flared in Damon. He could feel the vein pulsing in his forehead at her comment. Then, she turned around and stormed off towards her cabin. Like she had won the fight. He had news for her.

All of the sudden, something came over him. It felt like intense power but faded just as quickly as it came. He looked back at Alyx, who was drenched in water. "I have news for you, Alyxandra. I don't belong here as much as you don't. Me, you, Cleo and Jandro are all different. My father just so happens to be mortal. But, does it matter?" Damon spat, then turned his back to her. He looked at the creek, which was almost completely empty. Water was slowly trickling back into it. Had he done that? No way. It had to be Mattias, Adrian or Cleo. No way it was him. Without saying another word, Damon slowly walked back to his cabin. ******** campfire was next. Who knew what would happen then. Alyx would probably b***h him out for bitching her out. Greg would probably hold a grudge against his own cabin mate. Oh gods, this was going to be one epic campfire. Once Damon entered his cabin, he saw that Adrian and Mattias was already there. Adrian looked pissed, Zeus forbid why, and Mattias was trying to stay out of Adrian's way. When Adrian saw Damon, he gave him a smile. "Hey dude, I'll save you a spot at the campfire," Adrian said as he left the cabin with Mattias.

Damon didn't bother taking a shower. He didn't sweat or do much during the game, so he thought ******** it. Damon changed out of his shirt and changed into a cleaner one. He through on a pair of khaki pants and a pair of leather flip flops. It's not like anyone gave a s**t about what they looked like during a campfire, so he didn't. They where all friends. Well, some of them. Leaving his cabin, Damon quickly walked to the campfire. He could see the different colors of the campfire flickering and the Apollo girls where playing instruments and singing songs. Damon took his spot next to Adrian and watched the fire. It blazed different colors and grew larger every time someone else joined the campfire. Whoa, the fire was like it had it's own brain.