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Post by KAIGE DIAMOND HOLLIS on Oct 13, 2010 5:37:08 GMT -5
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It was a pretty nice day to be out. The day had been slow, the temperature was fine to Kaige. Well, it was perfect to him. I twas the perfect temperature for him to be out without getting annoyed by heat. It was probably a good day for him to get out of the cabin. Did he? Nope. He spent most of it inside his bunk. Being the daughter of a guy who's big thing is darkness, Kaige seemed to avoid a lot of the sunlight. He wasn't it's biggest fan. So he slept through the day, using blackout curtains to block out those irritable rays of light. That was, till his twin Gypsy came in and woke him up. He managed to sleep till lunch. He was surprised that she went through the day without him. Most of the time his sister spent most of it with him. He wanted to pat her on the shoulder. Ever since that monster attack a few years back she had been almost a mute, using him as a translator for some people.
She spoke very little, almost only speaking when spoken too...It kind of scared him and of course, like a good big twin brother he blamed himself for it. He spoke for her though, more than often. Although, he knew that some counselor at the camp was trying to help her. Kaige had a feeling it was completely hopeless if he couldn't get her to talk no one could and he was sure of that. He was the only one that she would talk to and yes, you could say he almost felt jealousy race through him if anyone else did.
Running a hand through his orange mullety hair he got up from his bunk. Trying to pat his crazy curls down because he just wasn't going to bother with straight ironing it today as he picked up his jeans from the ground and slid them on as well as grabbing a white v-neck from the clean stack that he kept next to his bed and slid it over his head. He wondered where Gypsy was as he pulled his baseball hat from the bed post and placed it backwards on his head to cover up his messy hair. Now, it was time to go find his sister as he attempted to walk out barefoot and slid on vans at the last minute, opening the door to the cabin and slipping out. Wondering where the fuck everyone was. Then it hit him. Lunch. The sun hit his skin as he moved out of the cabin area and onto the dining pavilion because he was pretty damn sure that's where everyone was and found his sister eating at their little table alone. Because Demi-gods had to sit with only the other demi-gods in their god cabin. Fuck that shit, he wished someone would break that rule. Sitting down next to Gypsy he took her glass and took a sip of whatever she was drinking and almost spat it out at the taste of alcohol. He couldn't help but smile a bit, knowing she knew him. "That's illegal Gyps" He couldn't help but saying with a laugh as she shrugged and he grabbed whatever she was eating off her plate. He loved his sister to death, and this was how it was like with eating most of the time. Sharing everything.
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Post by CLIO JEAN FREEMAN on Oct 30, 2010 13:42:35 GMT -5
HOMECOMING, I'M COMING ( m y s w e e t m i s t a k e s u m m e r s o v e r h o p e i t s n o t t o o l a t e) Clio woke up with a headache. As much as she was a muse, she did enjoy having fun. The empty bottles that littered her cabin, were, well, ones that Clio drank with a few others at Camp Half-Blood. Her hair was a bit of a mess, and her eyes were tired. She let the sun beam into her room and warm her face. It felt refreshing and well, she couldn’t really remember much of last night. That was quite the regular thing for Clio. You could call her the rebellious muse. She never really was in the lines of all the rules and what she was supposed to do. She loved roaming and doing her own thing. Marching to the beat of her own drum.
Clio, well, she made many champions. Hercules, Jason, Perseus, Odysseus, they all got to see Clio and well, she made them into who they were. She sat in bed wondering who would be next. Who would be effected by her. Most of the time she chose who would become heroes but, other times, they basically fed off of her. Which was what made her so distant from people. She never really liked getting close to others and it was quite the valid excuse.
Clio slowly rolled out of bed and looked around. She turned on the shower and let the water run. The steam filled the room, she got into the shower and let the hot water slightly scald her. It was the best way to wake her up. She got out and wrapped a towel around her extremely skinny body. Most people thought she was anorexic, but that wasn’t all true. She walked around making sure that she didn’t step on any of the empty bottles, finally, making it to her bureau, she opened up some of the drawers. She quickly slid on some undergarments. And pulled out a blue tank top, a purple hoodie and a pair of skinny jeans. Clio was probably the easiest person to dress. She wore basically anything and everything. Her fingers were a bright glittery blue color. She quickly grabbed her jaguar ring and slipped it onto her middle finger. A mop of fabric was on her bureau and she slid it on her head, the beret, matching her hoodie. She grabbed the tube of light pink lipstick and let it glide over her bottom lip. She smacked her lips together, took her blackberry and slid it in her back pocket. She walked towards the door of her cabin, finding a young man who wasn’t clothed, but covered by a single sheet, groaning a bit as the sun woke him up as well. Her blue checkered Vans were waiting for her by the door. She slowly bent down and grabbed the Ray Ban sunglasses off of the top of his head, slid on her shoes and left the cabin.
The sun was bright, and well, Clio could feel her stomach grumbling, her head aching and her eyes squinting in sensitivity to the sun. And there was only one place that could satisfy her stomach. The dining hall. She never really spend time at the dining hall because she found ways to smuggle in foods and booze into the camp without anyone knowing. She basically lived off of anything in a can. She would heat it up at the always burning camp fire. This was actually the first time she went to the dining hall. As she approached it, she saw some people leaving. Clio didn’t really know them so she just smiled a bit and kept walking. She kept walking and was in quite a big dining area. She slid her sunglasses up on top of her head as she looked over and found a big selection of foods. There wasn’t a line so she walked right on up and grabbed a tray. She looked at the endless possibilities of food. The chatter of everyone in the background as she looked around trying to make her decision. She finally chose a heaping plate of macaroni and cheese, her all time favorite hang over food. Yes, she finally admitted to herself the hangover status she was in.
Looking around, Clio couldn’t really find anywhere to sit, all the tables were full, except for one. She started slowly walking to the table where there was a young girl, and young man. The girl was quite pretty, and he wasn’t so bad himself. She was getting quite close and well, they seemed either like a couple or a sibling pair. Clio walked right up to the boy and smiled sweetly. She quietly cleared her throat and asked quickly “Hello, Do you mind if I sit with you? All the other tables are full.”
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Post by KAIGE DIAMOND HOLLIS on Oct 30, 2010 16:28:25 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - [/size][/center] Kaige sat with his little sister, his bright blue eyes flickering from table to table as he inspected the campers. It was weird, he looked older than the rest but he was pretty sure he was younger than some. Only because he had to, he had to to make sure no one was going to give him a dirty look. The Erebus table only held two people and that would be himself and Gypsy. His dad didn't bother having anymore kids. They were the only two left, and good thing to otherwise it would of been weird if it turned out he had another brother or sister. He already had a hard time of keeping track of one as it was. He didn't need a few others. Although, he had been here for a while with his lovely sister. Only a few weeks though since their father really obviously the one to follow any rules about claiming your kids at thirteen. He knew a few others that never happened either. Like the Valentine twins, but he sensed there was something about their situation. He had seen them fight once, they looked dangerous. Unlike his shadow and dark matter control they controlled shit that could kill. He was rather amazed by their skills but knew not to get in there way.He was smarter than that. He knew how to survive.
Kaige and survival was a touchy subject though. He was someone who's weakness was caring too much, like his sister for example. She was quiet, he spoke for her, not really knowing how he was holding her back from any progress she could make. But he didn't care. A sense of protection washed over him as he glanced at her, small quiet and scared looking. She was always scared looking. He never told her how he took out those kids throwing rocks at her that one day or how he had kicked anyone's ass who said something bad about her. he couldn't handle that. She was his twin sister and best friend since they were kids. He couldn't allow someone to do that to her if he tried. He was worse now, since that monster attack, he hated it when she left his side. He made it seem like his fault, that he was the one who caused it when it wasn't. He just thought it was his fault that she got hurt. That the three claw like scars from the base of her neck down was his fault because he was busy fighting off his own demons and not hers. Even though he recognized she should fight her own problems, he couldn't be there to pick her up all the time if he left her and made something else his priority instead of her. That would ultimately kill him and he couldn't stand that, nope, he would never let anything happen to her. If it meant killing someone.
He had noticed that people tended to avoid him and the table when he was there. Well, when she was there too. They were known for being quiet, well Gypsy was Kaige was known for hanging out Nico most of the time which scared some peoeple but why did he care? He was not about image obviously because he was probably the only kid at camp with a mullet, that looked good by the way. He wasn't the type to go by rules and conform. he thought about that as he took a sip of the alcohol from the cup. He was barely paying attention to his surroundings as he snagged another forkful of food from Gypsy's plate, who seemed distracted with her drawing. He shook his head and kept drinking when he heard a voice and looked up at a girl who was asking to shit with them. Kaige smirked, he never saw her around but by the way the tables were staring at them, he knew that it was against 'camp rules' to sit with other cabins even though, how that could apply with cabins with two members, like his and the Valentines and Percy's even though Percy had his troublesome cousin Noah, who Kaige actually liked. He had no idea why it was a rule. He looked at the crowd that was glaring at him and let out a soft laugh. "Sure, although, I don't think the girl scouts over there like that idea very much." He said tilting his head to the shocked looking campers. He was one to go against the camp rules, hell Nico sat with them most of the time and no one dared to say a word otherwise they would be scared shitless by himself or Nico. As of now he knew they were too afraid to do anything. "I'm Kaige, this is my sister Gypsy and you are?" He asked as he nudged his sister with his elbow who looked around and shrugged going back to her drawing. Humph, artists.
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Post by CLIO JEAN FREEMAN on Nov 16, 2010 22:37:12 GMT -5
HOMECOMING, I'M COMING( m y s w e e t m i s t a k e s u m m e r s o v e r h o p e i t s n o t t o o l a t e) Clio didn’t really enjoy rules and or guidelines, they were never really her thing. She was more of a free spirit, as muses usually were. There were times where she attempted to follow rules but she just felt so contained. Some of her other “sisters” thought she was quite odd but, she just loved the feeling of being able to control what she wanted to control. And it made her sometimes look like a woman who broke out of a psych ward, and other times it made her seem like a control freak. Either way, it made her into someone no one really wanted to be associated with. Although, Clio was very friendly and very sociable.
She didn’t care that there was this whole rule about sitting with your cabin. Fuck the cabins. Clio wanted to branch out and make friends. And what not better way to make friends than socialize over a nice meal. The boy well, he looked more like a man, he let her know about his thoughts on what would happen if she sat down with them. She couldn’t help but let a smirk rise. It was obvious that Clio was a brand new attendant to Camp Half- Blood. And she wanted to break rules. It gave her an adrenaline rush. It was almost like her drug, which by choice would be marijuana. She could smell the alcohol from someone’s cup. She had slightly keen senses but, she just let it pass by, she didn’t want to bring up another random conversation out of what was going on.
Clio sat down next to the red headed boy and let her smirk stay. “Obviously I don’t care. And I wasn’t one to like girl scout cookies much anyway.” She knew that, well, the other’s were glaring. She could feel it behind her, and she didn’t give two shits. It was just the way Clio worked. And most people liked it. He introduced himself and his sister, they didn’t look much alike, but hell half of the people here who are brothers and sisters don’t look alike. It was quite funny. Drew looked nothing like Clarisse, Will looked nothing like Aristotle, and so on and so forth. As of yet, none of Clio’s sisters have shown up yet. And she was thankful. She did not need any sisters to complicate her life. She knew with sisters, drama was inevitable. Clio slightly smiled at the boy and his sister and said “very nice to meet you both.” She watched as his sister focused on her drawing. Clio moved the mac and cheese around her tray a little before taking a small bite. “That drawing, it seems beautiful from what I can see.” She attempted to start some conversation with the pair, hoping to well, if anything, befriend them.
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Post by KAIGE DIAMOND HOLLIS on Nov 22, 2010 16:48:41 GMT -5
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Kaige and Gypsy, along with a few other kids...Weren't really the Camp Half Blood prototypes. For one thing, they lacked the whole "dress code" Thing, for once thing. Orange clashed with Kaige's brassy hair and Kaige just wanted to wear whatever the fuck he wanted to wear. For one thing, he wasn't so good with authority. The fact that Kaige was kicked out of three schools for messing with the administration. Making them think he was crazy or something, he relied on Gypsy to get him out of that though. He relied on her a lot. He turned his head to look at his sister again, she obviously followed in his footsteps, not caring about the dress code either. It was a known fact that Gypsy hated orange as much as he did.
Running a hand through his hair he looked at Clio again. She looked new. She was new haha. Kaige could remember when he and Gypsy were new. They were brand new a couple months or well weeks ago. It was hard because he always hated being the new guy and he knew that the attention he and Gypsy attracted because they were children of the darkness basically was pretty scary. They were glared at and had gotten odd looks from everyone. It was pretty annoying and he just glared back. Obviously he just had a few friends, that being Nico because fuck, he wasn't that afraid of that guy and Charon because the kid liked to drink and so did Kaige. So they were friends obviously and he kept it like that. A few friends was a good thing with Kaige. Because he wasn't sure how much longer he would stay here.
Kaige couldn't help but grin at her. He liked the girls that decided that they would go against the rules too. "Then by all means welcome to the table of Erebos. Where shadows hung over our heads." He said as he pointed above his and Gypsy's head where the shadows block out any sunlight possible. "Of course, we could make that disappear. But I rather not inherit a tan." He said shrugging his shoulders. He liked staying pale for a while at least. He smiled at her as she sat down. He could feel more glares as he looked around and rolled his eyes, moving his hand and making a shadow wall between them and the rest of the campers. "You know, people are so prying.." He muttered looking at Gypsy, who looked up and nodded before going back to her drawing. He took another sip from the cup and ran a hand through his hair. As Clio commented on his sister's drawing. He watched Gypsy smile at the girl and then go back to drawing. "She doesn't talk much...sorta a borderline mute. So, she has me! Her big twin brother to speak for her. She likes it that way though. Basically her little smile thing means thanks and OW HEY!" He said rubbing his jaw, where Gypsy had landed a lovely punch on his face. "She hates it when I do that. I always seem to interepert her the wrong way." He answered, rolling his eyes. "So, you've joined the table of misfits I hope you know. Unless you consider the Phobos/Deimos table. Those two are crazy. But we're crazier...Right Gyp?" No movement from his sister. "Right." He answered for her. "What brings you to camp half pain in my ass anyways?" He asked, popping a grape in his mouth.
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