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 Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 5:30 pm
Hades' cabin has walls that are made of solid obsidian, with heavy columns, and no windows. There is a skull over the door. It has torches that burns green Greek fire for twenty-four hours a day. It was designed mainly by other campers, but built by zombie workers summoned by Hades.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 1:18 pm
Caim  The day was young and boring, Most of the campers were in their cabins doing whatever it was that they did inside of them. slacking off no doubt. Caim was no exception to that though. Of course he didn't need to work as hard as most.
Perhaps this day was special, But Caim got tired of being inside of the Hades cabin and thought a little fresh air and maybe some spilled blood would do wonders for his foul mood.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:55 pm
Logan Hades Logan shadow-traveled into the cabin,silently looking around.She marveled at how much it had changed in her 5 years in Cacia. She shook her head. Why was she here anyway? Maybe it was because someone had almost seen her in Cacia. She was never seen. Most people didn't even know she existed. Cursing silently,she stepped back into the shadows. She disappeared,but didn't appear in her room. No. She had to have appeared on the arena ground.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 4:59 pm
Caim
Prince of Hades Coming back from the arena in an obviously bad mood from the lack of talent and the boring so called warriors and Demigods that practiced there as if being a demigod was some kind of sport, Caim Stepped inside the cabin and slowly walked down the long hall to get to the Living area. As he walked down the dark pathway, Green flames lit on the candles from being triggered by his energy.
Upon entering the living room Caim could sense that his little sister had just left that very area, He would speak to her but he was in a foul mood and would probably say hurtful things. He wasn't a people's person, But he did treasure his little sisters feelings even though he didn't know her that well.
Instead of just sitting around, Caim figured he's go and check out Cacia to see what kinda action was going on there.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2011 3:47 am
Damien's shadow
It was the darkest time of the night. The torches were flickering, providing long wide shadows for the shadow to sneak across. The shadow barely enterd the light, and if it did it could easily be blamed on the flickering torch.
It eventually came across one of the few occupants. He didn't look very important or interesting. Probably only in his first year. It would be so easy. The shadow would quickly slit the young demigod's shadow's throat. It would heal in time (Shadow's can't die), but it wouldn't struggle as it was taken away. Th demigod would still be alive. But he wouldn't be the same. The shadow knew firsthand that a person's shadow was inextricably linked to their soul.
Anybody seeing what happened could have sworn they saw an evil smile on the shadow's face just before the deadly deed. Then it carried out the last part of it's assignment. A small card placed on the bed.
It escaped silently without a trace, and no one would know anything until the next morning. The shadow liked his master's final touch at the end, simply Poetic, in an evil way.
You're next
((Whe he wakes up he should be a living corpse with no will, soul, or intelligence... or shadow.))
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