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.]

Comments

[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.