Camp Half Blood

[shippingmath]

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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Bekku Nanaki

[findsrisks]

[OPTION A]

[Nanaki didn't enjoy having her demigod powers. Sure, she found them useful, and she wouldn't give them up even if she had the chance, but her powers were...troublesome, to put it gently.

Being a child of Apollo, she was expected to be a lot of things. A seer, however, was not one of them. Demigods with future-sight were a rarity, and Nanaki's particular kind of future-sight was even rarer.

She tried her best to fit in at camp, but she never talked about her powers when she was asked. Instead, she could be found doing all sorts of odd things around camp: hammering down that one loose board, moving a random fallen log in the middle of a forest, changing around locations of flags during capture the flag, that kind of thing. Every time she did something weird, it was for her own purposes, and she never explained any of it, even when she got caught in the middle of one of her tasks.]

[OPTION B: Your scenario]

[urnewkingbitch]

[Dave pauses as he sees Nanaki doing something odd. He raises an eyebrow.]

Yo, sis. You want some help with that?

[He can understand her not wanting to talk about her future-sight. Dave's own is pretty odd, only showing him the possible future of decisions he makes that are important in the grand scheme of things. Even then, it's not like Dave can will it to happen. It just kinda happens whenever Apollo wants it to. Or whoever gives him the vision.]

[findsrisks]

[Normally Nanaki shies away from any help when it comes to changing the future, but Dave is different. Dave understands what it's like, to be burdened with such a terrible power.]

Yeah, help me roll these logs down to the lake.

[They're kind of big, but they're on an open hill, so once they get rolling they'll be fine. They have an hour or so until Nanaki's vision will come to pass, so they have time to move them all.]

[urnewkingbitch]

[He salutes.]

Will do, ma'am.

[Dave helps her out with the logs.]

I take it you saw somethin' that needs some logs to prevent?

[findsrisks]

You're mostly right, but the logs needed to be out of the way.

[They can't roll onto campers and pin them underwater if they're already in the lake.]

[urnewkingbitch]

Gotcha. Hope the naiads don't get pissed at us, though.

[It doesn't stop him from helping, though.]

All the logs need to go in?

[findsrisks]

If they have a problem with it, I'll take responsibility for it.

[She's been pretty good about getting all the different non-humans at camp mad at her, might as well piss off the naiads too.]

Yeah, all of these here. It's only a few, so I hope they don't mind much.

[urnewkingbitch]

No worries, I'll talk to 'em. I might not be one of Aphrodite's kids, but I'm on pretty good terms with the nymphs. Might be able to smooth it over.

[He hopes, anyway.]

[findsrisks]

How did you get on good terms with the nymphs?

[They've always been kind of catty, in her experience.]

[urnewkingbitch]

Some friendly flirtin' and impromptu concerts do a lot to get 'em in a good mood. Plus, they're great sources for gossip and general info when they forget you can still eavesdrop.

[He shrugs as he pushes the last log down the hill, dusting his hands off.]

[findsrisks]

[Huzzah, the prediction has been broken! Nanaki dusts off her hands and turns to face Dave.]

I'll leave it to you to use your flirting magic, then. Thanks for your help.

[shippingmath]

[Nanaki does odd things. It's one of the things you have to learn at camp, like Don't get Mr. D mad or get out of your cabin on time at the end of the summer or the harpies will eat you.

Most people start ignoring it, but this particular task she's attempting is in the middle of everything, so Dirk stops and watches for a moment.]

Want help?

[findsrisks]

[Dirk is one of the many campers she met when all the half-god kids were suddenly claimed some months back, though she doesn't know much about him yet. Only that he humors her sometimes when she's doing things and doesn't ask questions about it.]

Well, can you climb trees pretty well?

[Today her task in question involved cutting two branches off of one of the very tall trees in one of the more traveled parts of camp. It probably wasn't the best idea, since there were all kinds of nature spirits around who would give her shit for it, but it was better than having five campers crushed a couple days from now.]

[shippingmath]

Moderately. Can't be much harder than towers.

[There aren't many trees to be found, growing up in Houston, but there was a tower on the roof that could be climbed, and Dirk did so occasionally.

And without further ado, he grabs one of the branches and begins to pull himself up.]

[findsrisks]

[Nanaki is climbing up the tree as well, but she is moving a bit slower. She has a long length of rope over her shoulder and a hand-saw attached to her belt.

About two-thirds of the way up, Nanaki stops near a branch. Said branch is halfway-broken-through already, so sawing it off won't be difficult.]

Okay, do you want to hold the rope, or cut the branch?

[shippingmath]

I'll cut. We can switch off if we need to.

[Dirk braces himself on some of the lower branches, and holds out a hand for the saw.]

[findsrisks]

[She passes him the saw, and then she gets to work on tying the rope around the branch, just past where Dirk will need to cut. This way the branch can be lowered down carefully, instead of just crashing to the ground.]

You're not worried about people seeing you with me? They might think you're weird too.

[shippingmath]

Hell, I'm already doing my level best to make myself seem weird. 'Sides, we're a bunch of kids of gods, ain't one of us that's not weird.

[He doesn't even look up from getting the sawing started to say it.]