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 Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 7:12 pm
Senpai-Fluffy (( Like I care if I messed up. I got the post done sooner than I thought ^_^ )) ((Haha and good job with that! xD))
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 7:13 pm
 » Daughter of Zeus
cℓαιʀє вʀσσк
►Selbst in den dunkelsten Zeiten, ein Lächeln auf Ihr Gesicht◄GERMAN-GERMAN-GERMAN-GERMAN-GERMAN
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Claire nodded as she was told it was no problem. That was good, she's rather not have people mad at her. It wasn't very fun. Though that was pretty pathetic of her to think. People got mad all the time. There was nothing she could really do about it. It still bothered her though. When her introduction was acknowledged, Claire smiled but her attention quickly turned back to Annette as the other spoke up. Claire pouted lightly, "Aber! People could think I'm arrogant or they could think I'm like better then I actually am!" It was a feeble excuse, but Claire rather liked to be thought as no different. As an equal. Though she was always thought as lower when in school. Living with her grandparents, dyslectic, ADHD. What a sad child they all had thought. Here, though, she was at the top and it was awkward like that. Being at the bottom, or at least equal as better fitting for the blond. As Annette brought up Greek, Claire laughed sheepishly, "I'm sorry! But there was this art festival.. And I wanted to go..." She trailed off and sheepishly ruffled the back of her head causing her blod strands to become messy and slightly tangled. Not that Claire really minded.
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GERMAN-GERMAN-GERMAN-GERMAN-GERMAN►Sie wissen nie, wenn jemand, den Sie betreuen beobachtet◄ XxX [Aber = but in German.]
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 8:58 pm
" The brain creates thoughts; thoughts create dreams; dreams create reality; reality of dreams is Morpheus... " "I don't see anything wrong or different with being a daughter of Zeus," Mark replied, agreeing with Annette. He watched the daughter of Ares carefully as she leaned on the handle of her weapon to make sure she wouldn't hurt herself again. Or himself for that mater. Though she had wrapped up his minor cut, it still hurted (Yes, I'm defying proper english) him a little. "And if you are arrogant, so what? That's you. Everyone else has faults like their godly parent too. And I'm positive you're better at things than me," the demigod continued trying to make Claire feel better. Yawning, his lazy, green eyes examined 'Sparky'. She didn't seem like an artistic type that much, but more of an excessive shopper, like an Aphrodite kid. What kind of 'art' festival was it, Mr. Anderson wondered? Music festival? Painting festival? Or even a drama festival that she attended? He tried to picture her in every festival he thought of but it just didn't look right. Shrugging, his attention turned back to the Ares chick. Mark Anderson, Son of Morpheus « ooc: I finally get to do the stinking post ^^ Ugh, I'm probably gonna have to get rid of one of my rpcs soon. »
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2010 7:13 am
Since the crowd seems alright, Deus walks away from them. I smell bad. Really bad. Need to go take a bath.He picked up his things and left the arena. He walked straight to the Apollo's cabin...Deus Alexio....Son of Apollo..
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 1:46 pm
 ♜Tұsɸn KɨmʊrΔ♜ “Each time we face our fear, we gain strength, courage, and confidence in the doing.” It was time to leave well for Tyson at least after his break he had continued to train and practice multiple moves. Though half way through he did have to move to attacking a punching bag as he was making the people who made the dummies rather angry by the amount he had destroyed. However because he had moved to a punching back he couldn't use his armor as that would have destroyed the bag completely. All in all it had been a good session and Tyson would repeat almost everyday as long as everything was good at the camp. Gathering up all of his things Tyson went to leave the arena and as he left he kept his eye on the group of people who had arrived while he was training and as he watched them he tried to figure out which one was the strongest. Honestly it didn't matter much as they didn't seem like the kind of people to get into fights without a good enough reason.
Making his way out of the arena he looked around wondering where to go. And not finding anything really he decided just to walk around and see what was going on around the camp. Maybe save a damsel in distress ,stop a fight or two, kill a monster. Simple things that would keep him busy so that he didn't go crazy from boredom and end up picking fights with other kids who probably wouldn't survive against the onslaught of his fists,kicks,elbows,and knees.
[Exits to somewhere] 
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:31 pm
((And in an interesting turn of events, Loda is back in business. Hooray?))
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 7:45 pm
((Mmm...how incredibly boring 10:41 is. ESP on Sunday. No parties or anything, so now I'm doing this...guess I'm back for a bit.))
Kevin walked into the arena, bored out of his mind. He considered hacking at a dummy, and drew his sword, but quickly realized how boring it was to fight a non moving target, made of straw and plastic. He yawned and sat down on a bench near the wall.
((Short post, because I'm just that lazy.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 12:53 pm
Jessie made it to the Arena first. Moments after she had briskly arrived, Jack trailed behind her. "Looks as if you've failed the first challenge." She couldn't help but grin as small beads of sweat ran down his forehead.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:55 pm
Jack panted a bit. "Ok, so I can't run as fast, but I can still beat you." he tempted, pretty sure of himself. He was wondering if he could try a new strategy, just for fun. It was a bit of a long shot, but it could work.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 2:45 pm
"We'll see about that." She grinned, and crossed her arms. "You pick a weapon. I already have one set."
(( Okay, I could've sworn I already posted here... Sorry! ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 4:44 pm
"Ok, how about this one?" Jack asked, taking out his twig. "I think this will work." He knew that if he madde her feel cocky, she would let her guard down. So all he had to do was make himself look like a fool, and not much of a threat. That was the easy part.
((Its ok. Again, I was busy.))
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 5:36 pm
Jessie raised an eyebrow, grinning. "...Sureee. You can use that if you want." She shrugged, and prepared to take out her weapon of choice.
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Posted: Tue Oct 05, 2010 5:44 pm
"You ready? I only fought here once before, and I sorta lost. And I haven't really practiced with a sword for awhile..." Jack added, trying to keep the patheticness at a believable level.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 1:43 pm
Audry walked into the training arena, she listened to the sword fighting and sighed. She walked over to where the training dummies where and tapped her bracelet which transformed into her sword. Audry took a deep breath and began to demolish the dummy.
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