Camp Half Blood

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Welcome, Demigods!

"If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Being a half-blood is dangerous."

[Basically, if you've ever wanted to throw your character into the world of Heroes of Olympus, now you can! Make them a Greek demigod! Make them Roman! Make them a Satyr if you want. Just make it so that they've always been here (If they have, all the better for them.) Post with a few options, or let people respond with their own! Have fun.]

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[cephalopodcounselor]

[A small but nonetheless pleased smile crosses Rose's lips.]

I'm glad you're coming to understand.

[shippingmath]

Being chased by monsters and shit. Apparently I shouldn't have had to make it on my own.

[shippingmath]

Metaphor, Lalonde. The point being that it would be unpalatable. Unless there's something I don't know about your eating tendencies.

[shippingmath]

[Dirk takes a few steps inside, and even behind the shades, it's obvious that he's taking in as much of it as possible. He definitely looks like he wants to get closer to some of the parts further away from him, especially the blueprints.]

Nice place you got here.

[stayb100ponyboy]

I thought halfbloods were supposed to wait for a satyr to help them.

[fundemetal]

Yeah. It's pretty sweet, right?

[He starts leading Dirk around the bunker, pointing out things and giving him a chance to look at things before moving on.]

[cephalopodcounselor]

Yes, I got the point quite clearly. I was simply curious about your choice in metaphors. There's no need to worry, I have no intentions of consuming any portion of your body.

[420]

Got me a good motherfucker for teaching me those learnings.

[shippingmath]

So now you're questioning whether or not I'm willing to commit cannibalism, is it?

[He lifts his arm up over his head to contemplate it.]

I dunno, I look tough as shit to eat.

[shippingmath]

Supposed to doesn't really help when you've got a monster showing up to attack you out of nowhere.

[He shrugs.]

But why're you here?

[shippingmath]

No wonder you keep this place to yourself.

[If Leo doesn't warn him off, Dirk will poke into everything.]

[fundemetal]

[Leo won't warn him off unless it's something dangerous.]

Not many people outside of Hephaestus cabin are even interested in this stuff. At least not in the making of phase.

[He points to a set of blueprints then turns to point to the ship in progress.]

This is what we're working on right now.

[cephalopodcounselor]

"To eat" was probably the most vital portion of that statement. Without that qualifier I'd have no choice but to laugh.

[stayb100ponyboy]

I guess not.

[He's a little surprise that a satyr hadn't found Dirk before that happened, but whatever. Maybe he was assigned a silly, slacker satyr or something.]

I'm here to learn from Chiron.

[He brightens considerably at that. Oh, let him blather about his idol for awhile!]

[shippingmath]

Oh yeah? Hero trainer dude? You learning to train people too?

[He might just encourage it.]

[shippingmath]

You're determined to reduce me to a wreck today, ain't you?

[shippingmath]

This being what?

[He goes to the blueprints first. It's easier to know what you're looking at when you've seen what it will become.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

That's him.

Oh, I don't know that I'd ever be even half as qualified as Chiron! I just want to learn whatever I can from him, whatever he's willing to teach me. He's the most brilliant of all the centaurs, not at all like those foolish party ponies, and there's just so much I could learn. Writing, history, archery, just everything.

[Yeah, there's just the faintest hint of hero worship in Equius' voice.]

[cephalopodcounselor]

You have to let me have my fun if I'm going to help you re-hone your wits.

[fundemetal]

The Argo II. Gonna be the most badass Greek trireme ever.

[shippingmath]

Sure. And how exactly is it useful if you're building it here?

[He still hasn't gotten to the "it flies" part of the blueprints.]

[shippingmath]

If that's the case, I'll go somewhere else.

[He even almost gets back up.]

[shippingmath]

[Just a little.]

He's a teacher, dude, I doubt he'll say no. Helping people do those things is literally his job.

[stayb100ponyboy]

But he does all that with the heroes.

[Equius' good humor fades, and he paws at the ground nervously with one front hoof.]

I don't know if he'll be interested in helping another centaur.

[shippingmath]

Hero and centaur aren't necessarily mutually exclusive categories.

[As far as Dirk things, anyway. Who cares what the gods have to say about that? Not him.]