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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[Dirk just smirks when Dave watches anyway.]

There's a reason I set out for New York from fucking Texas, bro, and it's not just because I missed seeing your kawaii little face.

[For the moment, he stays sitting, giving the nectar time to do it's work.]

This sure as hell would have come in handy earlier.

[urnewkingbitch]

There is nothin' "kawaii" about this face.

[Dave gives the wounds a more critical look and decides that he won't need to dress any up. As such, he puts away his supplies and sits down next to Dirk.]

Well, if I'd known you were one of Athena's kids, I would've sent you some ambrosia. Works like nectar, but it's easier to cart around and not OD on it, since I'd just section off the right amount.

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Your face is the most kawaii desu face in the whole family.

[He shrugs as Dave settles in next to him.]

If I'd know I was one of Athena's kids I'd have come here a hell of a lot sooner. At least we can get all Nancy Drew in this shit and figure out that the monsters were so bad because there were two of us.

[urnewkingbitch]

It is not.

Still, not surprisin' you're one of hers. I'm just ashamed that I didn't see it sooner. How's mom takin' this?

[shippingmath]

Fuck if I know. We didn't exactly have time to sit down and talk it out before I took off, on account of monsters. I think she's embarrassed at the implication that she was experimenting when she was younger.