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

[420]

If you're sure, man, ain't nothing more than fuckin' airfluff though if you ask me.

[Seriously, you'd need to eat a hella lot of dandelions to get fulled up. They've got nothing on the filling power of plastic bottles.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Equius' multi-bodied digestive system is complicated, not a bottomless black hole like Gamzee's.]

Thank you, but no. I do appreciate you growing them for me, though.

[420]

It ain't even a motherfuckin' thang, bro. Us motherfucker gotta look out for each other, you get?

[stayb100ponyboy]

Yes. [A little smile plays across Equius' face, there and then gone.] I suppose we do.

[420]

Right you motherfuckin' are, bro, put her there.

[He holds up a fist. Come on, Equius. Don't leave him hanging.]

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Carefully and gently, Equius raps his knuckles against Gamzee's.]