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Post by horselover on Sept 26, 2014 3:09:28 GMT
The centaur stamped his hoof, calling order to the council meeting. Head campers, oracles and staff attended. Sadly, before the meeting began, it was... chaotic.
A NPC Hecate head playfully said, "GOT YOUR NOSE!" as she bewitched someone's nose to disconnect.
The Poseidon head sat, her feet on the ping-pong table used for meetings. Her black hair was in a ponytail, and her aqua eyes sparkled.
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Post by horselover on Sept 28, 2014 18:18:55 GMT
The prone whose nose was stolen shouted "HEY!" and tried to grab it.
The Hecate camper quickly gave it back as she caught Chiron's eye.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 28, 2014 18:23:34 GMT
Sarah sat quietly at the table, watching with amusement as facial features were stolen. She glanced down and began reading a book called Legend, which spotty loves and may and may not eventually make a roleplay for...
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Post by Wonder Struck on Sept 28, 2014 22:41:31 GMT
brooklyn sat quietly, one of the few who was calm and collected, ready for the seroiousness of the metting and not zoning out or goofing off.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 28, 2014 22:57:37 GMT
Sarah smiled at Brooklyn and waited for Chiron to begin.
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Post by goldenleaf on Sept 29, 2014 1:13:28 GMT
Cleo sat at the Hades table, always amazed at the amount (i love alliteration) of energy in the camp. She glanced over at the Zeus table then stopped when she saw Dylan. Her beautiful gold flecked eyes immediately looked down at her nails. They were short but never bitten, just didn't grow. Kind of like her hair, which was up in a low ponytail now.
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Post by spottedleaf on Sept 29, 2014 2:16:20 GMT
Sarah absently braided a section of her hair that had fallen from her ponytail as she waited calmly.
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Post by Wonder Struck on Sept 30, 2014 14:31:42 GMT
brooklyn opened her mouth to comfort cleo [as it was obvious to brook what was bothering her] but she closed it. wondering why she had stopped, she fingered her smooth broach.
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Post by spottedleaf on Oct 1, 2014 1:30:58 GMT
Sarah sighed quietly and waited for the currently inactive Chiron to begin.
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Post by horselover on Oct 1, 2014 15:46:25 GMT
The centaur spoke. "Camp Half-Blood, any pressing matters you wish to discuss?" He always et them speak first. (um whispey if you come up with a prophecy that would be fantastico)
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Post by spottedleaf on Oct 4, 2014 0:08:18 GMT
Sarah shook her head and looked around the room.
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Post by horselover on Oct 4, 2014 0:10:46 GMT
He nodded, and looked to the others.
Bellalyse shrugged.
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Post by nightwhisper on Oct 4, 2014 5:03:59 GMT
Isadora smiled. Suddenly, she inhaled sharply. Her normally pale blue eyes glowed a vibrant green, and mist of the same color swirled around her. When she opened her mouth, it was not her voice that spoke, but three others. "Zeus's son will be the one to lead all three into the trees of the garden of snakes. Death and smarts with him will part from the camp of all the champs and her life they must take." As the final word slipped through her lips, the color drained feom her eyes and she fell to the ground. Her thin, short body lay there, her arms and legs spread out at awkward angles.
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Post by spottedleaf on Oct 4, 2014 14:51:36 GMT
Sarah gasped as the oracle had said a prophecy. She ran over to Isadora and carried her to the infirmary.
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Post by goldenleaf on Oct 4, 2014 16:08:02 GMT
Cleo looked at Dylan her mouth half open. Did the prophecy mean to say that Dylan would lead two others on a quest to who knows where? She prayed to Zeus that it was another of his kids. She never wanted Dylan to get hurt. Cleo then followed Sarah and Isadora to the infirmary.
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