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Blueberrie Cuppiecake Captain
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2012 7:52 pm
Welcome!
I hope you enjoy your new home. As you can tell this is the main bedroom. Don't worry, there is plenty of room. I bless all of my children.
Love, Apollo
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2012 9:22 pm
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x x x It was the ever awaited, first day that Katerina had arrived at the infamous Camp Half-Blood in America. The chills running up the blonde's spines grew colder as she reached the door to her new home, the cabin of the campers whose biological father was Apollo. It did not surprise Katerina very much. That is, she sort of believed that her father was a special man. Her mother refused to even look at other men after Katerina's birth, so the man had to be very, very special in order to close off her mother's love-life like that for as long as she lives. "Well, I guess it is time to see where I will be staying for the rest of the summer" Katerina thought as she swallowed hard and opened up the golden cabin.
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x x x "It's... It's awe-inspring. It's glowing. It's... golden .... It's-..." Katerina stammered to think as she took her first step inside the themed cabin. "Wundahfull" was the word finishing her thought in a wispy whisper. The cabin truly was beautiful, with yellow and white flashing throughout the room, it could be comparable to walking on sunlight itself. Katerina did not want to keep walking in, it was too overwhelming to think this is a summer camp's cabin. "I would not want to even know what the Zues cabin is decorated as." Katerina thought whilst trying to brush up on her Greek history. The only definite things were what each God or Goddess ruled over. Katerina's father being the God of Light, Poetry, and the Performing Arts. Zues being the King of all of the Gods. Katerina knew she had to go settle herself so she could go meet her new camp-mates. She gulped down her nerve and continued into the glorious cabin of her father.
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Blueberrie Cuppiecake Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 8:16 pm
Syrus, having noticed the door to the cabin open, walked to the open doorway as Katerina inspected the cabin. "These renovations sure are something, huh?" He then noticed her bags. "Ohhh, you're a newcomer eh? Well welcome to camp half-blood! Maybe you'll make it farther than the last few unfortunate demi-gods this camp has seen." He grinned "Need help unpacking?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 7:39 pm
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x x x There was a noise behind her. Someone had asked her something. Being distracted by the awe of the room as well as her own thoughts, Katerina had completely missed what the boy had asked or told her. Feeling bad, her awe-stricken face turned to a small frown. Katerina actually felt bad for missing the young man's question or questions. "I wish I could just ask the boy. That would be rude to bluntly say 'Hey, I wasn't paying attention and missed what you said. Could you repeat yourself again?' I know I wouldn't like it one bit." Katerina thought trying to get some sort of body language out of the kid. To no avail, she saw none. He had a grin displayed on his face. He is happy? Well anyone should be happy when seeing this masterpiece of a camp.
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x x x Katerina swallowed her nerves. She needs to be honest with the young man. She put down her bags and put out her hand. "M-Mai name ist Katerina. Wvat ist yours? I am so soree, but I missed wvat you did say or ask." Katerina had managed to say with a still-thick Russian accent on her English. Her embarrassment continued for she knew she would have to pick up on English and Greek. "This is almost too much. What if he doesn't speak English? What am I to do?" Katerina thought as a deer in headlights while looking over the young man one last time. Her hand still pushed outward. Hopefully the boy was English, some cultures don't shake hands.
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Blueberrie Cuppiecake Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 4:14 pm
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{ ḋ α υ ģ h τ ε ɾ x ø ƒ x α ρ ø l l ø }x x x x x oh,xh α ρ ρ ï l ÿ x ever after, wouldn’t you x ќ ṉ ø ώ x, wouldn’t x ÿ ø υ x know oh, skip to the x ε ṉ ḋ ï ṉ ģ x, who’d x l ï ќ ε x to know, I’d x l ï ќ ε x to know
x x x There was a noise behind her. Someone had asked her something. Being distracted by the awe of the room as well as her own thoughts, Katerina had completely missed what the boy had asked or told her. Feeling bad, her awe-stricken face turned to a small frown. Katerina actually felt bad for missing the young man's question or questions. "I wish I could just ask the boy. That would be rude to bluntly say 'Hey, I wasn't paying attention and missed what you said. Could you repeat yourself again?' I know I wouldn't like it one bit." Katerina thought trying to get some sort of body language out of the kid. To no avail, she saw none. He had a grin displayed on his face. He is happy? Well anyone should be happy when seeing this masterpiece of a camp.
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x x x Katerina swallowed her nerves. She needs to be honest with the young man. She put down her bags and put out her hand. "M-Mai name ist Katerina. Wvat ist yours? I am so soree, but I missed wvat you did say or ask." Katerina had managed to say with a still-thick Russian accent on her English. Her embarrassment continued for she knew she would have to pick up on English and Greek. "This is almost too much. What if he doesn't speak English? What am I to do?" Katerina thought as a deer in headlights while looking over the young man one last time. Her hand still pushed outward. Hopefully the boy was English, some cultures don't shake hands.
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He chuckled softly. "I just asked if you wanted help unpacking." He slightly raised an eyebrow. "So, you're from Russia, eh? Or perhaps Ukraine?" He asked while he reached out and shook her hand.
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