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 Posted: Mon Jun 14, 2010 7:17 pm
((Actually...I think Mike just cuts it down. It would be more funny if he didn't have that voice. It annoys the hell out of me. Although, I do find the whole Lumberjack thing was funny, but still not better than Firefly or Leverage.))
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:05 pm
((ALRIGHT! I decided I'll post tomorrow, since, I have a half day xD Well, I get out at like 10:30 since finals...))
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:08 pm
((WHOA! You're still in school? O.O
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:26 pm
((Yeah....I get out friday...))
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:29 pm
((What? No lumber jack? What happens when a grizzly bear breaks into your house when your not home and tries to steal your wife mike? Whose gonna save her? A bard? A barbarian? No mike, I don't think so. A lumberjack.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 12:57 pm
((Arg, I have to be in a mood where I can tolerate writing something mushy and right now I can't xD I think I might go find Annette...))
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 2:19 pm
✰xиαтαℓια ωяιgнтxxx  ⋨ "Loyal daughter of Hephaestus" ⋩
.......►Natalia◄sat there, silent. She sighed to herself, finally letting go,'What's the point anymore? The only thing it's doing is causing me more pain, making me go, well, insane seems like an appropriate word to use here. I mean, really, I'm just acting immature about this. Look at Lyra for instance, she's had bad things happen to her and look how amazing she turned out? Maybe that's what happen to Hephaestus' kids, we get hurt, then we move on. Seems that way....' She coughed, choking a bit. She forgot to breathe when she was thinking, just realizing it. She breathed in, her head getting a bit dizzy from the lack of air. Her head was still leaned up Mac's shoulder, she relaxed, steading her breathing.
......."They were wrong though." Mac said to her. He lifted his hand and touched her cheek. She didn't know how to react, except smile, which she did of course. Her cheeks turned red and got warmer, blushing. Suddenly, she felt him place something in her lap, the journal. She slowly picked it up, looking at it with uncertainty. She placed it back into her lap, not saying anything. "They were wrong. They said nobody would ever love you again and they were wrong. I love you, Nat." she heard Mac say. Before she could look up at him, he lifted her chin and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him tightly as he kissed her.
.......She pulled away from him, not saying anything at first. After a couple moments of silence she spoke,"I just need space sometimes, that's all, I don't want to fight anymore..." She admitted. She looked down at her hands, which were now on her lap, on top of the journal Mac had given back to her. She said quietly, thinking over the past couple of minutes, analyzing it like she always did.
◣ σσҫ:sorry, lazy post yet again Dx Haha, dude, midway through I started to get confused and was like "Waaaaaait, is she the one who blah blah blah? No, wait, that was blahblahblah..." xD ◥
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 5:36 pm
 -mαc lumínαírє- █ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐ █ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ █ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█ ▌ ▐█...•Mac• felt her hold him close to her, her arms wrapped tight around his waist and he couldn't help but smile into their kiss. He kissed her with love and desire, holding her closely, securely in his arms too. He made it brief though, which was unlike him but he figured that maybe she needed to take it easy right now. And it seemed that he was right as she told him that she just needed some space sometimes. He nodded slowly as he looked at her. "That's fine by me. I'm happy to spend every second with you but if you need some time alone. Just tell me, I understand." he said to her looking as honest as he could possibly manage to look,'Son of Erichthonius. Yeah, that's my luck. I probably have a face that nobody believes in. Let's just hope that she believes me this time. I'd given her time before whenever she needs it. I'm even taking my time now...my time away from Ignis. Who knows where she is now. She's my best friend. I should go look for her. Bring her back.
...Mac felt a tingle on the side of his skull and his own mind suddenly felt warmer but then the feeling vanished as soon as it came, leaving him more confused than before. He quickly shook his head to reorient himself and try to keep an honest face for Natalia. "And you have to give me some credit. I did gave you your space all these past days. And speaking of that, what were you up to? I heard you were creating a famous reputation by making amazing weapons and armor and all that for everyone. It was quite impressive. Though I'd rather hear the tale from the main character." he looked at her pointedly, waiting to see how she would react and what she would say. He was smiling now and smiled wider as he remembered once when many had asked him how they could create something like Ignis. He was sure they would all love to know the secret.
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sσn σf єríchthσníus..
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 5:14 pm
((This is a PATHETIC post, really, it's that sad...I just felt like I should post SOMETHING.))
Natalia smiled at him, but then suddenly it dropped when he asked her what she had been doing,"Nothing, I've been alone. Some girls dropped by the cabin a couple days ago but that's all really. Tristen stopped by like twice at the most, but I've mostly been alone..."
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:33 pm
Michael trotted up to cabin 9 with sheets of paper, nails, and a hammer. The papers read:
Bonfire Beach Party. All campers except Athena and Hades kids are invited. Ask a Dionysus kid what time the day and time the party will start.
Michael took the hammer and started to nail the notice on to the cabin. He trotted along to the next cabin.
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:35 pm
Jack passed the Hephaestus cabin on his way back and saw a sign for a party. "Hm, no Athena kids eh? This ouda be fun." He muttered then ran back to his cabin.
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 9:44 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx✗ ✗ ✗xxxxℓчяαxxx  "You must be joking," the daughter of Hephaestus said as she looked at her hair. Behind her, a nymph was shivering behind her. All she wanted was a cut, and her hair was now black! By the sight of her raven colored hair, she stood up, and turned to the nymph. With a scream, she disappeared. Lyra sighed, and sunk back into her bunk. Okay, black hair wasn't that bad, now was it? 'Ugh, yes it is. No one will be able to recognize me!' she thought to herself, before crashing her head on her hard pillow. It was slim, long, and wasn't soft at all, but Lyra didn't care about that right now. With the black hair, she had also taken off her leg brace. With the help of ambrosia, it was turning slightly normal. Her left leg looked pretty normal, but she had difficulty walking around in it. So why she was usually in her cabin, lonesome and waiting, or in the armory, crippled and wanting her brace. Unfortunately, Apollo's best doc, Paion, had told her to not use the brace. "It's creating the support you don't need, Lye,"he had told her in a sweet voice. Then and there, she thought he was going to give her a lollipop or something.
She brushed her hair from her face, not before capturing the blackness of it. How repulsing it looked! She sighed, before her ears heard a tapping from the door. No, she knew better than that. She bolted up, ignoring her doc's orders, and put on her leg brace. Lyra didn't care if Paion would get into a fit, he could do whatever he wanted. She ran to the door, a limp obviously that made her leg hate her, and opened the door. On the bronze door, nailed, was a sign. With a sigh, she looked around. Good, no one was out. No one would see her terrible hair. She took out the nail, looking at the damage it had caused. A dent, a small one but it was still there. She put her pinky in it, it was about the same size. "Oh come on! You know how long it took me to carve those images into the bronze like that? Eons, pretty much! I'm going to need a year to make it look better,"she whined to no one in particular. Her voice was coarse and less feminine, a voice that campers remembered. Certainly by how she was complaining, people would notice. She looked at the paper, finally realizing the nail had had a purpose.
She gave the paper a smug look, taking a few minutes to read the darn paper. Why did they even try to write it in English? Her dyslexia fogged her eyes, mixing around the words. After awhile she finished the puzzle, and she was dazed and sleepy. A party? Why did they even bother? The Hephaestus kids weren't alive, like usual, and Lyra was surely not going. Her isolated personality would be unable to withstand a party. It was filled with cries, kisses, and chaos. She would probably only have fun with the DJ machine, as she found it interesting to use. 'What I don't get is why they want us to go. Seriously, we are party poopers. Our name should be with Athena and Hades..' she thought to herself, as she crumpled the paper in her hands, and threw it in the recycling bin in her cabin. The cabin number nine wasn't even going to know about the party, because Lyra seemed to be the only one that still existed.
Ms. Jones sighed, before sitting down on the porch steps. Around her, camp was busy. She didn't care a bit, rather liking the idea of just sitting. Her raven hair passed her face, and all she could think about was before. The black colored hair reminded her of Adonia and Kevin, who were like dead souls to her. Ares cabin were invited, and it would be obvious that people would go with dates. Like a love sick fool, scenarios of Kevin asking her appeared in her head. She shook it away, he would probably not know who she was, unless she spoke to him. And anyways, Kevin didn't seem to care about her anymore. She tugged at her yellow top, before looking at her shorts. Like usual, her belt lay. Her mallet on one side, and on the other was Oplizo. She pulled it out, her solid bronze sword. A gift from her father, she looked at her reflection. Lyra sheathed it before anyone saw her displeasure. No one saw Lyra weak.
Not anymore.
Lyra folded her arms across her chest as she watched people walk past. One, an Apollo kid, couldn't help but laugh at the daughter of the forge. "Someone's been in the armory for to long! You're hair is the color of the ash you work in," he teased. His honey blond hair didn't make her envious, as she kept her mouth a thin line. "Unless you want to face my mallet, leave. Go back to the Infirmary and get people sick." Her voice was bitter and had that coarseness to it, and she swallowed before her eyes erupted orange flames. Instantly caught up in walking, the son of Apollo disappeared. See, that was what she had been saying. Why did they even dare invite her, knowing that she would make people uncomfortable, and most certainly she would be uncomfortable, herself. She brushed her black hair from her face as she put her mallet between her legs, swinging it up and down. It hit her legs a few times, but unlike she really cared. Facing mallet accidents all the time, being sent to the infirmary constantly, her life was a health hazard. Even Paion agreed, saying that she might be better off 'using your Hephaestus talents somewhere else and letting the boys do the forgery work'. What was that supposed to mean? She was the best armorsmith at camp, was she not? And anyways, what else could she do? Set things aflame?
Actually, that did sound interesting to her.
((Lye needs a cookie or something. ))xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx✗ ✗ ✗xxxxxÐαυgнтεя Ѳғ Һερнαεsтυs xxx
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 7:23 pm
✰xиαтαℓια ωяιgнтxxx ⋨ "Loyal daughter of Hephaestus" ⋩
.......►Natalia◄ turned a bit in her sleep. Mac had left a couple hours ago, they patched things up like they normally did in the end. Something was different about this time though, as if she didn't tell him everything. She tossed a bit in her sleep yet again, she never was a good sleeper. This was the first sleep, real sleep, she had gotten in days. Her red hair was a mess, covering her face, not like she cared since she was asleep. Her glasses, jeans, and ever her shoes were still on. Basically right after Mac left, she layed down for a second and she was out. It was weird, she had so much on her mind, so much to do, so much to catch up with, and yet there she was, in bed, sleeping.
.......Natalia ran into the kitchen, tears streaming down her face, her long blonde hair a mess everywhere. She collapsed onto the ground, her face in her hands, the tile floor cold beneath her. Someone was yelling something, Natalia couldn't make it out but it sounded angry. She stood up, shaking in her dress that was damp from her tears. She just barley reached the counter, which was five feet high with three bar stools around it. It wasn't her house, it was Anne and Logan Groutle's home, who were her new parents. It had been three years since she had gotten out of the hospital and she was placed here for a foster home, it was her third. The yelling got louder, the foot steps closer. Natalia frantically looked around the kitchen for a place to hide. The pantry. She quickly opened the door to the pantry, sliding in and closing the door, leaving a crack open so she could see. A man slowly opened the door to the house, a bloody knife in his hand. Natalia tossed a bit more in bed, she knew this dream, this nightmare, the same one she had all the time since she left the Groutle's house...The man tore apart the kitchen, in search of something, or someone. Natalia kept as quiet as she could, trying to hold her tears back. Her knee stung from when she fell in the garden while running away, it was bleeding a bit but it wasn't to bad. The man cursed under his breath and threw a jar across the room, smashing it to a million pieces. He slowly made his way to the door, that was, until Natalia accidentally pushed the door to the pantry a little to hard. The man turned, a smirk on his face. He slowly got closer to the pantry until he was right in front of it. He opened it with one hand, revealing Natalia,"Hello sweetie" her face said, blood smeared on his face. He lifted his hand, and stabbed.
.......Natalia bolted upright in bed, sweat covering her body. She breathed in heavily, trying to calm herself. She placed her head in her hands, trying to relax. 'It was a dream, it never happened, calm...' After a couple minutes, she was calm, well, for her she was. She felt her hands damp, tears from while she was asleep,'I'm getting to old for this...I need to stop acting like such a baby...' Natalia then felt something weird, like she wasn't alone. She turned around to see a girl with black hair sitting on Lyra's bed. She was very confused, and for some reason, she was also very scared,'What if she's a daughter of Ares? That girl who came in here was, she wasn't really nice...Oh gods, what am I gonna do? Lyra won't be happy about this..' Natalia looked down at the floor for a minute, hoping the girl would just leave, but that didn't seem to be happening,"Umh, excuse me.." she said quietly,"..Umh, I think you have the wrong place...so, can you please..leave?"
◣ σσҫ:Love the new layout! xD Grr, this post makes me mad, it sucks, it's been like three weeks since I last posted xD ◥
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 8:05 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx✗ ✗ ✗xxxxℓчяαxxx
She lied down, watching the empty throne of Hephaistos, her father. Her eyes stared, remembering of the island Lemnos and the myth that tied with it. Sure, Lemnos was the forge of her father, but it was still used by the mortals. All the men, didn't they fall for slave girls, instead of their wives? And then, the wives killed the men, the slaves, and everyone else on the island. Jason.. he came to the island during his quest to Colchis, along with the rest of the Argo. Orpheus, Hylas, Herakles. Yes, the guy was still there at that point and time, right? Her memory unable to remember the rest of the myth, she gave up. She knew something happened on Lemnos after that, and Herakles left searching for Hylas, his 'water carrier'. She shook her head, her family was so creeped out sometimes. She closed her brown eyes as she placed her hands behind her head, staring at the empty seat of Hephaistos.
From the next bunk, someone stirred. Sitting up, practically hitting her head on the bunk, she stared deeply at her sister for awhile. Natalia Wright, her sister. The one with the problems with the boy of her's. She wanted to sigh by the simple look of her, but how she seemed to be suffocating by the sweat that was pasted on his face. Lye's eyes blinked, before she looked towards the other side of the cabin, towards the back door, towards the bathrooms that rested outside the cabins. On the walls of the washroom lay blood and water from the abusing actions of the Ares kids towards the new kids. Kevin had been her 'get out of jail free' card when that came around, knowing she'd rather stay with him than kissing the toilet bowl. She sighed once more, her eyes burning with hatred. How could the Hephaestus kids become so distant? How could Hephaestus' grudges lay upon her so heavily that she was even starting to hate her own existence?
"..Umh, I think you have the wrong place...so, can you please..leave?"Natalia's voice went through her ears. She looked towards the door, guessing to see somebody entering the cabin. Yet, no one was. Her eyes looked back up at Natalia, only to see her looking directly at her. Her black hair escaped back into her eyes, and Lyra finally realized. Obviously by her rather thin frame and her dark hair was confusing her sister. She rolled her eyes, before looking down at her leg, where her brace was tightly wrapped around her leg. "Natalia.. We both know I deserve to be here more than you do. It's my only way out of reality, this cabin,"she said, her rough voice echoing throughout the cabin as her eyes stared at her sister.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx✗ ✗ ✗xxxxxÐαυgнтεя Ѳғ Һερнαεsтυs xxx
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 9:07 pm
✰xиαтαℓια ωяιgнтxxx ........⋨ "Loyal daughter of Hephaestus" ⋩
►The◄ girl lifted her leg up, revealing the metal brace around the leg, 'Oh crap, I'm in trouble..' Natalia quickly lowered her head, hiding from Lyra's eyes, which she knew from experience that they weren't very friendly right now. Even though Natalia was older then Lyra, she still scared Nat a bit. She was wiser, stronger, smarter, and had much more experience then herself. She brought her knees up to her face, resting her chin on them, still not looking at her sister. The only reason Natalia didn't realize it was Lyra was because Lyra changed her looks it seemed. Natalia looked up a bit, noticing that her sisters face seemed much more open now. The bangs complimented her face a lot, and the color did too. Each time Natalia looked up a bit at Lyra she felt smaller and smaller and smaller...
After Natalia was quiet for a couple seconds, Lyra spoke,"Natalia.. We both know I deserve to be here more than you do. It's my only way out of reality, this cabin,". And now Natalia felt like an ant compared to Lyra. Natalia had some confidence issues, if you couldn't tell. If someone said something the wrong way, Natalia would basically shrink back into herself. She bit down on her bottom lip, breathing through her nose, staying as quiet as she could. There was no real reason for Natalia to be afraid of Lyra, was there? Natalia was like a normal demigod, she had ADHD and dyslexia, but unlike most she also had bipolar mania, which didn't really help with life. She used to be medicated for it, but since she got to the camp, not so much. One minute she would confident, the next she'd be scared of people. She liked Mac one minute, another he annoyed her so much she wished he'd actually succeed in killing himself...Natalia sighed, calming her racing mind. She was tired, tired of the camp.
She looked up at her sister finally after five minutes,"Sorry..." she said as she stood up off the bed. She walked over to the corner and grabbed her bag which she made herself. She threw her book, Insomnia by Stephen King, inside along with the letter from her mum. Her iPod was at the bottom of the bag already from the other day she used it. She threw the bag over her shoulder. She walked past her sister and sat outside on the porch, pulling out her book, 'I should just leave her alone...' Natalia thought, opening her book up to page two-hundred and forty. There was so much on her mind, it wasn't really possible for her to concentrate, it was like she was reading it but not taking anything in. She felt bad that she had pissed off one of the only people she looked up to, actually, she felt worse that she found out how they really feel about her. After a good couple of minutes of attempting to read, she closed her book and walked back into the cabin where Lyra was still situated. She ignored her, not knowing what she said, if she said anything at all. She walked over to her bed, picked the glasses off the floor from where she had threw them, threw the book onto the bed, then left the cabin muttering something aloud about the forges,'Maybe the forges will help me calm down and clear my head..'
◣ σσҫ: EDITED ◥
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