forum Camp Half-Blood RP (Closed)

Started March 16, 2018 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Tealle ran over to Ryker, "Hey, you did a great job!" she smiled, still holding her guitar.

"Hey, Samwise, quit it!" Teri said to the octopus. It was squirting ink everywhere, and it nearly hit her vest.

(I'm lonely. Samwise is lonely. Justice for Samwise. Also for Gandalf, the shark.)

(Gotta go, see yall soon, btw, its 1:30 for me, what are your timezones? then we can know when the others will log on!)

(I'm lonely. Samwise is lonely. Justice for Samwise. Also for Gandalf, the shark.)

(Omg. Is that LOTR??? :D Also, I don't mean to be rude, but your character's not actually a demigod, they're a legacy. They have the same amount of godly blood, but not a direct link, which is what a demigod is. There's nothing wrong with this, I'm just letting you know. Sorry if I sound rude.)

(I'm lonely. Samwise is lonely. Justice for Samwise. Also for Gandalf, the shark.)

(Omg. Is that LOTR??? :D Also, I don't mean to be rude, but your character's not actually a demigod, they're a legacy. They have the same amount of godly blood, but not a direct link, which is what a demigod is. There's nothing wrong with this, I'm just letting you know. Sorry if I sound rude.
Also, could the sun be setting in the rp? That way that’s a really good excuse for some people.)

(Yeah, I know, but all the same…. And yes, that is LOTR)

(Also, could the sun be setting in the rp? That way that’s a really good excuse for some people.)

(Totally, But about prophecy? Can it have at least one stupid rhyme?)

(I'm lonely. Samwise is lonely. Justice for Samwise. Also for Gandalf, the shark.)

(Omg. Is that LOTR??? :D Also, I don't mean to be rude, but your character's not actually a demigod, they're a legacy. They have the same amount of godly blood, but not a direct link, which is what a demigod is. There's nothing wrong with this, I'm just letting you know. Sorry if I sound rude.
Also, could the sun be setting in the rp? That way that’s a really good excuse for some people.)

(Yeah, I know, but all the same…. And yes, that is LOTR)

(I LOVE LOTR! :DDD)

(Also, could the sun be setting in the rp? That way that’s a really good excuse for some people.)

(Totally, But about prophecy? Can it have at least one stupid rhyme?)

(Great! :D Well @Charlie K is writing the prophecy. Also, no offense, but why do you want a stupid rhyme in it? I’m just curious.)

(Also, could the sun be setting in the rp? That way that’s a really good excuse for some people.)

(Totally, But about prophecy? Can it have at least one stupid rhyme?)

(Great! :D Well @Charlie K is writing the prophecy. Also, no offense, but why do you want a stupid rhyme in it? I’m just curious.)

(Dunno, I want some humor.)

(Also, could the sun be setting in the rp? That way that’s a really good excuse for some people.)

(Totally, But about prophecy? Can it have at least one stupid rhyme?)

(Great! :D Well @Charlie K is writing the prophecy. Also, no offense, but why do you want a stupid rhyme in it? I’m just curious.)

(Dunno, I want some humor.)

(xD)

Elizabeth walked in her cabin, then she realized the sun was setting. So she grabbed her sketchbook. her watercolor palette, and brushes. She sat at the dock and painted the sunset.

Name: Mihala Jhua (Mia)
Age: 12
Sexuality: Likes men and women
Godly parent: Apollo
Years at camp: New
Weapons: None, but martial arts for defense only, no violence.
Appearance: Black, waist length hair, Middle Eastern, Amber eyes, mauve hijab, brown boots, cyan skirt, lime vest, red shirt, Arabic accent.
Personality: Motherly, caring, kind, a little strict, creative.
Backstory: Was born in a caring family, lived with her mother and aunt.
Other: Muslim, likes making pottery, designs clothing for fun, baisic prophecy powers, empathic, (can sense others emotions) mildly psychic, basic Apollo powers.
EDIT: Child of Apollo, not Asteria.

Mihala was nearly there. She panted, sweat pouring down her brow. She felt numb, realizing that the manticore was only a few yards behind. She heard the roar, the thumping of feet, the anger. She saw the enterance ahead. The satyr she was with had died, leaving her on her own. She passed the border, stumbling onto the beach. She was safe. for now.

She saw a girl on the dock, painting. Mihala walked up, and said, "Where Pant Pant is Chirunn? If that's his name, I suppose." She sat down, beads of sweat pouring down her face.

Name: Mihala Jhua (Mia)
Age: 12
Sexuality: Likes men and women
Godly parent: Asteria
Years at camp: New
Weapons: None, but martial arts for defense only, no violence.
Appearance: Black, waist length hair, Middle Eastern, Amber eyes, mauve hijab, brown boots, cyan skirt, lime vest, red shirt, Arabic accent.
Personality: Motherly, caring, kind, a little strict, creative.
Backstory: Was born in a caring family, lived with her father and aunt.
Other: Muslim, likes making pottery, designs clothing for fun, baisic prophecy powers, empathic, (can sense others emotions) mildly psychic.

(I am so sorry if I sound super rude and like a brat, but can Mihala not be a child of Asteria, sorry.)

Name: Mihala Jhua (Mia)
Age: 12
Sexuality: Likes men and women
Godly parent: Apollo
Years at camp: New
Weapons: None, but martial arts for defense only, no violence.
Appearance: Black, waist length hair, Middle Eastern, Amber eyes, mauve hijab, brown boots, cyan skirt, lime vest, red shirt, Arabic accent.
Personality: Motherly, caring, kind, a little strict, creative.
Backstory: Was born in a caring family, lived with her mother and aunt.
Other: Muslim, likes making pottery, designs clothing for fun, baisic prophecy powers, empathic, (can sense others emotions) mildly psychic, basic Apollo powers.

(I am so sorry if I sound super rude and like a brat, but can Mihala not be a child of Asteria, sorry.)

(Um, sorry, I like her, but she can be of Apollo if you want, I can edit. And it's fine, peace!)

Mihala was overheating in her hijab. So sorry Mother, Auntie. She thought. She tore it off, splashing her face with water.

(So sorry, thank you! You Characters and my character can be friends-if that’s fine with you.)

(Totally! Sounds like a plan, Stan! {Not Stan, you know what I mean (; } )

The cool water was a relief on her skin. She felt instantly refreshed, yet tired. Her ankle was sprained, her shirt torn, the skirt she wore beyond repair. How revealing… Oh no!

She was cut all over, and felt nauseated. Well, at least my vest survived

Elizabeth dipped her brush in some color and brushed it across her paper.

(Gandalf is nice. BUT LEGOLAS IS THE BEST.)

(Agreed)

Mihala was panting, beads of sweat going down her face. "I-need-to-see-Churit-or-something-like-that-please?"