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 Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 3:36 pm
 Dєѵ๏η Łєє Ηєɑɾt Son of Aphrodite
"I have no regrets" -------------------------------------------------------------------- Devon nodded. "Both." He looked over at Lyra, curious. " Why? Do you have them?" Devon didn't have much of a problem with the ADHD. Dyslexia, however, was a big issue with reading and whatnot. Fantasy novels were one of Devon's favorite genres, but it could be a huge pain to read with his dyslexia.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 7:56 pm
 "Of course," she replied easily. "They're signs of being a demigod. The dyslexia is because your brain is hard-wired to read Greek, and the ADHD is for battling - you become impulsive, act on your insticts. It keeps you alive." She waited patiently for a moment or two, letting him take this new information in. "And, you know those myths about Greek gods and goddess? And monsters? Well, they're all true. Our god parent is Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty. There are bunch of others out there, though, that have different parents and different abilities. Take the Poseidon kids for example - they can breathe underwater, talk to horses, they don't get wet in the water, let others breathe underwater, have Hydrokinesis and can talk to sea creatures, among other things. But for us, we can attract the opposite gender just by walking by them, we have control over clothes, make-up and jewelry, a bit of love magic, we can change our physical features - a bit like shapeshifting, I guess - and speak French fluently, because it's the language of love. Oh, yeah. A few of us can charmspeak, which is when we can influence others whilst talking to someone else to make them do what we want . . . Mind control, you could call it. Hey, I wonder if you're a charmspeaker . . ." Lyra trailed off into thought staring absently at Devon, unaware that she had been rambling.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:56 am
Dєѵ๏η Łєє Ηєɑɾt Son of Aphrodite
"I have no regrets" -------------------------------------------------------------------- Devon stared at her almost positive that he had just been put into a mental institution. He then thought back to the ride here; the weird taxi... He shuddered. Devon zoned back in to what she was saying- Mind control? " So I have the 'power' to control minds?" He grinned, thinking of all the things he would do if he actually did have that ability. " Would I be able to control your mind, then?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 1:16 pm
Lyra frowned, thinking about it. "I don't think so, no. It's more based on charming your voice to get what you want - if you tried to charm me, that'd be . . . weird. You're my half-brother," she pointed out. "And we don't even know if you're a charmspeaker yet. Only a few of Aphrodite's kids have been given the gift. I suppose you could try it out on other campers, but if doesn't work, you might look like an idiot."
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:27 am
(I don't know if you are allowed to post in other people's cabins so if you are not ignore this.) Britney "B" Scott
Daughter of Poseidon  She came across their cabin by sudden mistake. She was the daughter of another God, Poseidon. She smiled brightly as she looked into the window and saw the most beatiful man she had seen in her whole life.
She thought of her reporter's lifestyle. Take photos and do an interview. How could she convince him of an interview? Was he an model or an actor? She stared in amazement of his beaty. Sure, she had seen models before and actors - but there was something majestic about this man.
She smiled and got her id and camra out of her mini shorts. She knocked lightly onto their door. "Hello? I am Britney Scott. I am here to do an interview with the male." She bite her lip she normally knew their names. She seemed unprofessiona; although, she was normally very professional even with models or actors.
She sighed lightly and waitied for them to open their cabin door; or maybe he could just step out and talk to her about going somewhere else with her to do the interview. She wondered if now he even wanted the interview most people knew they were famous and had set aside their own time to take one.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 2:11 pm
((I think you are, but could please use a smaller font? It's massive and annoying to read. Thanks!)) Lyra frowned as someone entered their cabin, wanting to do an interview with Devon. And 'the male'? She thought that 'reporters' were meant to do research. Clearly, this girl was no professional. She must have been new, too, for Lyra hadn't seen her before. She glanced back at Devon, wondering if he would want to do the interview. To her, it seemed a bit rude, randomly showing up and demanding an interview - she didn't even ask if it was alright to do one! However, she said nothing. It wa his option, even if the girl was far too rude and intruding for her own good. In fact, Lyra now noticed the puppy-eyed look that was expected when she looked at her half-brother. Maybe Devon could use this girl for Aphrodite's rite of passage - fall in love, and then break her heart.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:07 pm
Dєѵ๏η Łєє Ηєɑɾt Son of Aphrodite
"I have no regrets" -------------------------------------------------------------------- Devon went from looking at the cabin door to looking back and Lyra. " Do they always do interviews?" He voice was lowered, just loud enough for his half-sister to hear. Devon didn't mind being interviewed. In fact he thought it'd be a fun way to get his mind off the fact that he was now some freak being held in some camp. He shrugged, mostly to himself, it wouldn't hurt to meet someone new here. Especially if he was going to be here for a while.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:15 pm
Lyra let out a light laugh. "Not really, no." She gave him a two fingered wave in farewell. "I could show you around the camp later, if you'd like, if the interview doesn't take too long," she offered.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:09 pm
Dєѵ๏η Łєє Ηєɑɾt Son of Aphrodite
"I have no regrets" -------------------------------------------------------------------- " Oh." Devon nodded. " Yea. It'd be great to know where things are." He gave her a small smile. He stood up and went out to the 'interviewer'. He held out his hand, trying to be polite; he was, after all, being interviewed. " Hey."
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 10:43 pm
"Sure!" Lyra smiled back at him, before going back to her bed. Once there, she pulled out a glistening silver nail file, and began to adjust her French-manicured nails.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 9:39 pm
(Sorry, about the late response. And, I will try.) Britney "B" Scott
Daughter of Poseidon She smiled as he still continued to talk. He was so lovely. What could she really offer him? I doubt this interview would happen since he is so high above me. He is a model - he looks like a son from Aphrodite.
There was a male's voice inside her head. Careful, this is a son of Aphrodite. Do not fall in love with him after the interview. He might break your heart, my daughter. Just be careful.
She heard him come out and say 'hey'. She stared at him like she didn't hear him for a while since his words from his lips sounded so unreal just a small word. She bite her lip.
She held and shook his hand. "Hey, I am Britney Scott. You can call me B." She showed that she was a popular and well known reporter outside and gave proof by her id. "What is your name handsome?" She waved to her hand to the Carma. "Can I have your photo, superstar?" She winked.
She touched her chest. "I am sorry about being rude like that. Normally, I do research. What time did you join this camp? What made you want to join this camp?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 7:15 pm
Dєѵ๏η Łєє Ηєɑɾt Son of Aphrodite
"I have no regrets" -------------------------------------------------------------------- " It's fine." He gave a small laugh. He'd never been interviewed before, so he wasn't sure what to expect. Questions were harmless, right? So there was no reason for him not to want to participate in her interview. " I just got here earlier today... a few hours ago." He shrugged. " Didn't have much of a choice, sadly."
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 9:59 pm
Realising that the interview could take a while, Lyra quickly put away her nail file, pulling out a towel and swimsuit. She was in the mood for a swim, she hadn't been in a while. She glanced at the door briefly, before looking down at the pink string bikini. She focused on the clothing, and in a flash the clothes she had been wearing were in her trunk, the bikini already on her. That was the advantage of having power over clothing - no awkward changes in front of others. She wrapped her towel around her chest, letting it cover her body for the moment. She then stepped outside, smiling slightly at Devon and Britney. "I'm going for a swim. The beach is over there," she pointed to where the rippling waves were visible. "Come get me if you want the tour when you're done.
She gave the two a parting wave, before heading to the outskirts of the cabins.
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 8:59 pm
Britney Scott
Daughter of Poseidon
"I see. I didn't get your name still sadly." She giggled. She was wondering if she could enter into their cabin. "If, you got your way would you still be here?"
She flipped her hair and batted her eyes. She nodded at the girl coming out. "Is that your girlfriend, friend or sister?"
She started to take notes. Her notes always confused people who spoke and wrote in English at her work. There needed to be a translator, from Greek to English, in their office but she just thought that it was a guy who did some extra editing since her spelling was bad.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 1:26 pm
Dєѵ๏η Łєє Ηєɑɾt Son of Aphrodite
"I have no regrets" -------------------------------------------------------------------- " Devon." His voice smooth. " My name's Devon and no, if I had it my way I'd be no where near this place." His voice had a slight edge to it, but he was trying hard to keep his true opinion of this place to himself. He watched Lyra leave and shook his head. " Apparently that's my half-sister." He saw her eying the inside of the cabin, realized he should invite her in, and stepped back to allow her access inside.
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