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 Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 5:55 pm
Camp-Half blood was only known as the home for the children of only twelve of the Greek Gods. After Percy's proposal to Zeus, all that changed. New Half-Bloods were found and cabins were built. Their parents even started to visit them every now and then.
Percy still roams the camp with Annabeth and Grover. They even continue to go on quests. It was one quest in particular that made all the difference. One Half-Blood changed everything. It had never occurred to them that Hecate, Goddess of Witchcraft, would actually bare a child from a human. She seemed so down to earth, never thinking about the humans. Her only daughter, Daniella, was one of a kind. At the camp, Daniella discovered she could perform magic unlike any of the kids at the camp. Everyone noticed her. Everyone including the leader of the Ares cabin.
He was the leader and proud of it. He always dated around the Aphrodite cabin but that was mainly it. Nothing serious. No one had really caught his attention until Daniella came. She was different. Almost like magic.
In the beginning, the two hated each other but Chiron decided it was best they go on a quest together. After all, it was by new Oracle that practically demanded it. What will happen on their quest? Will they actually fall in love? Will they even get to meet some of the gods?
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 5:58 pm
Rules:
~Please be literate.
~NO ONE LINERS!!!!! If you do one liners then I do one liners and I hate that.
~For the love of all that is good PLEASE no emo depressing guys who cry a lot. Emo depressing people in roleplays drive me insane. I hate those. Most of the time, men do NOT cry. They may get pissed but they do not cry. Remember, this is the son of ARES, God of WAR. He's not a pansy.
~No fighter is perfect. You can win every fight but your character can't come out of the match untouched.
~No text speaking please. I don't mind a little grammar
mistakes. In fact, I make them sometimes too since I tend to
type fast. But I don't want to see a misspelled word on every other word, especially if they're real simple words like "the, and, but" that sort of thing.
~Romance is highly encouraged. Let's keep this PG-13 please. Keep it in your cyber pants.
~Don't post unless you're LiTtLeMiZzEmOsUnShInE or myself.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 6:02 pm
General Information
Name: Daniella Jacobs
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Human/Demi-god
Birthdate: 13, September
Birthplace: Chicago
Faction: Camp Half-Blood
Rank: Camper
History: Most of my life was pretty much a blur. I was born in Chicago but I had moved so many times that it was hard to keep track of all the places I had lived with my father. Ever since I was born, it was always just me and my father. The Deadly Duo, as he called us. My father always told me stories about my mother. How she was so beautiful it was like magic. Love at first sight, he called it. I still have yet to meet the woman who gave birth to me. All I have is the image I made up in my head from all the stories my father told me about. Then one day, when I turned about 13, my father moved us to Manhattan where he met a woman with the most revolting dog. The dog was cute but old and smelled of death. It was a miracle he had lasted this long. For some reason, he married the woman named Yvette, or as I like to call her devil woman, and we moved into her apartment. The dog I could live with but Yvette and her spoiled little girl were another story.
For awhile, things went as smoothly as they could. I had gotten into fights with Yvette, her daughter and even my dad. But my fights with my father were always about why he married her. We were fine on our own. He just continued to inform me that I would some day understand. Little did I know, I would come to understand sooner than I thought. Between Yvette and my step-sister I was known as the freak. I never really understood why. There were people much more weirder than I was but they still continued with the name calling. Of course, they never called me a freak around my father or around me. Somehow, I just knew.
One day in the middle of summer, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to get out of the house and away from my step-mother and her little spawn of Satan. My father was gone away on a business trip, leaving me alone with the woman I truly hated. After a big fight, I packed my bags and headed to New York where my father was. Unfortunately, I never made it to New York. I only made it to the train station. That's where I met Percy, Annabeth and Grover, a half human/half goat boy. That wasn't the weird part and it wouldn't be the last. But that was where everything started and I found the truth about my real mother.
Parentage
Divine Parent: Daughter of Hecate
Powers/Power Types: Can transform things but only for a limited time; has the gift of magic but mostly healing magic
Appearance
Visual Image:
Physical Description: Slender build, gray eyes, five feet six inches and has a Triple Goddess Moon tattoo on the inside of my wrist.
Clothing/Armor: Usually, I wear a regular cute top, jeans and shoes with the usual arm accessories and necklaces but on a fighting day I wear the usual required armor.
Weapon
Weapon Name: Naginata
Weapon Description and/or Image: 
Weapon Abilities: Can make me invisible but it makes my footprints more noticeable when I'm in the forest. When twirled properly, the Naginata can bring protection but, in return, uses up my own energy. In closer range attacks, the staff can shrink to a hand held knife.
Fighting Style: Mostly the staff is used for blocking but, when needed, I use the blunt side to fight my Demi-god opponents. When I fight, I try and keep my feet off the ground by moving around. It's my strength but it's also my weakness. When I am in hand to hand combat, I shrink the staff into a knife.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 7:57 pm
||Sorry it took me so long...|| General Information
Name: Zander Erokhin
Age: I am 16 years young
Gender: Male all the way..
Race: Half-blood!
Birthdate: 12/March
Birthplace: I was born in San Diego, California
Faction: Camp Half-Blood
Rank: Camper and Cabin leader
History: My mom died while giving birth to me and I have lived with my “father” ever since. I never really got teased in school because...Well because I scared the other kids. I was always able to do things that the other kids couldn't. For instance...When I got into fights, I always knew what the kid was going to do next, giving me the advantage. My “father” eventually remarried but he never liked me. He always blamed me for what happened to my mother. I'm not sure why though. She decided to give birth to me even though she knew it would have been very very risky.
My father never told me what hospital I was born in but I do know that I was born in San Diego, California. We moved around a lot, seeing as my father was in the military. He was stationed in Florida for awhile, then in Japan and then back in California. I never had a permanent group of friends or a permanent home. This was a huge part of my life, I either had lots of trouble making friends or no trouble at all. But, no matter what I always got the girl and I always won the fights. I was never sure why I could predict what my opponent was going to do next...Until my “father” told me. He said I wasnt his real son, my real dad is Aries, the God of War. How cool is that?! Not really...because as soon as I found out I had monster all over me. They followed me everywhere I went until my dad took me to Camp Half-Blood.
But since I got to this camp..Things have been...Well weird. I usually stick to dating the girls from the Aphrodite cabin..Believe me they are way worth it. But there's a new girl...The only daughter of Hecate, her magic is amazing. I don't know whether its just me...or everyone else. But I hate her! She is the most annoying person I have ever met. Lucky me...I get to go on a quest with this girl...
Parentage
Divine Parent: Aries the god of war..
Powers/Power Types: I am able to predict what is going to happen next.
Appearance
Visual Image: 
Physical Description: Ive got a muscular build, dark blue eyes and light brown hair. Im about six foot and I have a scar that runs down the length of my forearm. I weigh in at about 135lbs and Im not fat..
Clothing/Armor: I usually wear a normal t-shirt, pair of jeans, Fallen shoes and a beanie. Of course when I fight I wear the required attire.
Weapon
Weapon Name: Laconic
Weapon Description and/or Image:
Weapon Abilities: Laconic's blade is poison lined so no matter what, if you get hit you die. The poison is so powerful that even a very small dosage can and will kill you. The katana has the ability to shrink itself as a disguise, it also can cover the poison and become blunt when fighting with campers.
Fighting Style: I go all out when I fight. Usually countering every attack that my opponent makes. I wont hurt the campers unless Im told you. If I know for a fact that I cant hit a monster with a fatal attack Ill make sure I atleast get a slice in so the poison takes its toll. Mercy...is not in my dictionary.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 9:34 pm
(No worries. It was a REALLY long skeleton.)
“You have to come with us,” Annabeth informed me. I wasn’t too sure. This whole Greek Gods and Goddesses thing didn’t seem right to me. But I went anyway. That was over twelve hours ago. I had met Annabeth, Grover and Percy at the train station. I was trying to get away from my evil step-mother and step-sister. My father was in New York on a business trip. I wanted to be with him. He didn’t know I was trying to head in his direction.
Unfortunately, I never made it to New York. I didn’t even make it to the train. The three weirdoes found me, somehow, and tried to talk to me about going to this Camp-Half Blood. It was still hard to believe. I thought they were crazy. I mean, wouldn’t you if you were told the Greek Gods and Goddesses were real and that you might have a parent who’s one of them? But I went with them anyway. I had no other place to go. It was better than staying with the Wicked Witch and her evil monkey.
That and I, kind of, had to believe their tale after almost getting killed by a Minotaur. They saved my life and I went with them. Never in my life had I expected anything like this. They drove me straight to the camp without stopping. Percy said something about his dad telling him it wasn’t safe to stop for a long period of time which meant we couldn’t stop at any hotel. Though, how his dad contacted him was beyond me. He didn’t even use a cell phone.
Eventually, we made it to the camp. It wasn’t what I expected. There were people my own age and people younger. I couldn’t believe it. “Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. No safer place for a demi-god.” Percy smiled and waved around. I was speechless. Cabins were everywhere. Grover had, a little awkwardly, taken off his pants so he could stretch out his “legs.” Grover was half-goat, which still weird to me. I could tell there were going to be a lot of things that would take some time to get used to.
“Ah, our new arrival.” A man smiled as he approached us. Well, he wasn’t really a man. Half of him was but the other half was a horse. “I am Chiron. Trainer of demi-gods.”
“Uh, hi.” I stated. “Can I call my dad?” I asked. “He should probably know why I won’t be home for awhile.” As I was saying this, the horse guy just shook his head. “Why not? No phone? Do you, at least, have a pay phone?”
“Phones are not allowed. They’re too dangerous.” Cell phones? Really? “They attract demons and other creatures. Annabeth, please show her to the Hermes Cabin until we know who her parent is.” The horse man began to walk, or trot, away but I wouldn’t stand for it. First, I was told I couldn’t go home, which I didn’t really mind. Now, I was told I couldn't speak to my father? What if he was worried about me? He would think I died or something!
“Hey, Kickorth or whatever your name is,” I had to run to catch up to him. “You don’t understand. I need to tell my father where I am and what’s going on!” My anger was boiling. Mostly, because I was afraid of what my father would feel. He would be devastated. My step-mother would tell him I ran away and tell him her guess would be I was dead. It would crush him. I couldn’t go the rest of my life without my father.
As I stood there, my heart pounding, the horse man and everyone else in the camp stared at me. I looked around and suddenly noticed that the torches that had been lit since my arrival were now glowing purple. Not to mention, they were growing in size but as I continued to watch them I was amazed and seemed to calm down. The flames returned back to their natural color and shrunk back down. I looked back at the horse man who was still watching me, as was everyone else.
“What?” I asked. Suddenly, the horse man looked right above my head. I had no other choice but to follow and look up. A golden flame and silver moon appeared over my head. I didn’t understand it but the horse man did.
“Annabeth,” he said, still staring at the image. “Take her to the Hecate cabin.” The Hecate cabin? What did that mean? Was I in trouble? The image disappeared and he began to walk off.
“Wait, Kagi, what about my dad?” I asked.
“It’s Chiron,” he corrected as he turned back to me. So I wasn’t good with names at first, so sue me. “And your father will be informed. You will be able to talk with your father again. I said we don’t use cell phones. I never said anything about letters.” Chiron smiled at me and continued to walk on. He waved everyone else on as Annabeth guided me to the Hecate cabin.
“Annabeth, what does this mean? Is the Hecate cabin where the bad children go or something?” Though as I asked, I didn't feel all that worried. Annabeth had shown no sign of shock or sadness of my punishment.
“No,” she said without missing a beat, “that symbol above your head was a god, or goddess, claiming you as their own. Hecate is your mother.” I stopped, trying to really process everything. My mom was Hecate?
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 10:58 pm
"Hey dad.. Another monster like thing attacked me today..." I looked over at my adopted father, studying his features. Everyday there was something I noticed that made me so different from his. His eyes were green instead of my bright blue and he had dark brown hair instead of my light brown. I had never met my mother because she had died giving birth to me so my adopted father has raised me since then.
"Again?" His voice had a hint of sadness in it, like there was some sort of realization in what I had just told him that made his heart pound in his chest and sink at the thought. His expression changed to that of a small child as if you threatened to take away their favorite toy. I looked at him curiously, waiting to see if had anything to share about his sudden mood change.
"Well...Yeah its been happening a lot more lately. Thankfully I can guess how they are going to attack next and save myself a lot of trouble there. But, still...Its starting to get on my nerves and I would rather not have to live my life this much on the edge.." I dropped my backpack onto the kitchen floor in our newest house. Dad had promised that this was going to be the last time we had to move and I was hoping he was right. But, with all the monster attacks that had been happening lately...There were no promises and I could see it in his eyes.
Pulling myself onto one of the barstool I rest my arms on the cool marble and lean forward, tracing the little designs of the tile with my eyes. Sometimes my dad needed that critical wait time to put his thoughts together before he was actually able to for a sentence. "Zander...Go pack your bags okay?" His voice sounded hurt, almost as if I had just told him I hated him.
Those words rung in my ears, causing my heart to pound in my chest and my stomach to do a couple flips. He wasn't going to send me to an orphanage or something was he? No... He wouldn't do that. He loved me more than that. So, without an argument I got up, grabbing my backpack and walking into my room. Lifting one of my suitcases off the ground I set it lightly on my bed, unzipping it and trying to decide where to start. After throwing the essential clothes and things in there I added a few extra's like pictures of my mom and him when she was pregnant with me and a few photos of him and I when I was a little boy.
The rest was a blur, all I remember was a really long car ride to some camp that I had never heard of. Camp Half-Blood What kind of camp was that anyway? Hopefully it wasn't some camp for bad kids. I mean...I had only gotten into a few fights since we moved back to California and the other kids had started it...Or at least thats what everyone believed. I gave my dad a hug and asked him when I would see him again. "Im not sure...Just go okay Zander? I promise everything will be okay." I laughed at the last comment. I wasn't four anymore, I was 16 for crying out loud! But, I wasn't going to point that out right now.
Without another word I turned around and walked past the magical barriers of the camp's grounds. I looked around, rolling my eyes at a group of kids that walked past. This place looks like a camp for hippies... I thought, walking up towards the big house that loomed in front of me. I knocked once before opening the door and walking inside.
"Hello?!?!" My voiced echoed through the house as if it were empty. "Hello...Welcome to Camp Half-Blood Zander...Im Chiron. Trainer of demi-gods. My eyes widened at Chiron...He was half human...Half horse. I blinked a few times before looking back at him.
"Um yeah hi can you tell me where I am?" I looked around, watching one boy walk inside. "Camp Half-Blood of course. Zander, this is Percy son of Poseidon. Percy could you show him to the Hermes Cabin until we can figure out who his parent is?" Percy nodded and grabbed my arm, pulling me out of the house and towards a U shaped row of cabins.
"Hello Zander. I'm Percy as you already know. Your gunna be in the Hermes Cabin until we can find out who your parent is. If you haven't already figured this out one of your parents is a Greek God or Goddess. But, I heard there had been a lot of attacks on demi-gods so I'm going to assume that you had been attacked at least once." Percy lead me into the cabin and found a spot for me to put my stuff and showed me where I could sleep. I thought about what he had just said and almost laughed. "Well my mom's husband told me that my dad was Aries...The God of War..." I looked around at all the other kids in the Hermes Cabin, wondering if they knew who there divine parent was or whether they were still undecided.
"Well, we will have to see you fight now won't we? How about you and I fight later tonight after dinner. Maybe if you do good enough Aries will claim you as his son." I nodded, accepting the challenge. I knew I would be able to take him easily. Thanks to my ability to tell what the person was going to do next.-------------------- ||Hopefully that was enough for you. I didn't want to jump ahead to the fight because I wasn't sure if you had other plans for this. Sorry this is going to be my only post till tomorrow. I promise there will be more tomorrow.||
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 12:13 pm
Daniella Jacobs
It couldn't be possible. It was unthinkable. How was it that my mother was Hecate? And my father did even tell me! We never kept secrets. He just told me she was enchanting and beautiful.
Annabeth and I approached my cabin. It was just like the others, it appeared to be a normal cabin but the Hecate cabin had two torches that rested on the outside door frame. In the center of the frame was a crescent moon and a torch in the center. The symbol for Hecate. Even though I had grown up with ADD and Dyslexia I was always fascinated by Greek Mythology; Hecate especially. Now I know why.
"This is it," Annabeth said as she, too, looked up at the door frame, "the Hecate cabin." She turned to me with a small smile. "I have to go. I promised to meet up with Percy." I waved goodbye and stared back at the door frame. "Oh," Annabeth called as she remembered something, "there's a bonfire tonight. Just follow the other campers. If you get lost, the tree nymths will help you." I nodded and Annabeth ran off to find Percy.
The door frame began to glow as I stepped on the front porch. I could feel a warmth surround my body and I hadn't even walked inside yet. It was a feeling of comfort. Almost like I was home. Then again, I suppose I was.
The inside was decorated like a gypsies home. There were many colors but, mostly, there were colors of red and gold. There were drapes around the room, candles floating around the ceiling as if by magic. I was sure of it. It all felt magical. It was a stupid way to describe my cabin but that's how it felt. In the center of the room sat a giant book. Eagerly, I walked over to it and began to flip through the pages. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a spell book. I went back to the cover page. As I touched the page, letters magically appeared.
My darling Daniella,
I only wish I could be there to greet you. However, this weekend is parents weekend so I shall meet you then. I have talked with your father and have explained everything. He understands and knew, as I did, that this day would come. Be safe and remember that home is where you make it.
Love always,
Your mother
My fingers traced the words and the they traced the outside of the book. This was a gift from her. I hugged the book to my chest as I felt it's soothing feeling. Carefully, I placed the book back on the table. As I was about to check out more things around the room, a squawking caught my attention. A small feathery falcon rested on a wood bar that was floating by my bed. The bird held out it's leg as it showed me a small note. It read:
A little something else for you. May she be a comfort when I'm not a around. Love, mom
I had always wanted a pet and now I was able to have one. The small falcon jumped on my shoulder and rubbed her head into my neck. "I'll call you Hayden." I told the falcon. The bird seemed please with this. I was pleased with everything.
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I had browsed the pages of the spell book for what seemed like hours. A suddenly knocking sounded on my door. "Come in," I called.
"I don't think that's really possible for me." I heard Chiron say. I jumped off the bed and walked outside. I had been so lost in the reading, I hadn't even noticed the sun going down. "I wanted to give you something. This was given to me by your mother." He was holding a weapon that beautiful in it's workings. I almost felt as if I had to fight him but he just smiled. "She asked that I keep it in my hands until her child arrived at the camp." He handed the Naginata to me and instantly I felt a connection. As if this weapon was my long lost friend.
"Now, go practice at the arena. You'll want to be ready for Capture the Flag this weekend." He winked and walked off. Hayden landed on my shoulder and looked at the weapon in my hands.
"I suppose I have no other choice." I told her, though I didn't really expect her to respond. "You can go hunt for food or fly around if you'd like. I'm sure you don't want to be cooped up in the cabin all day." Hayden took this idea and flew off my shoulder. I didn't seem too worried for her. It was weird to say that I knew she was going to be alright. I headed toward the area, though I only wish I knew what would come of it.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:19 pm
I watched the sun start to set, my mind thinking about the upcoming duel with Percy. I'm going to win...There's no way I couldn't win. Unless somehow my power decided that it wasn't going to work anymore. I walked out of the Hermes Cabin, making my way towards the arena. Thoughts sifted through my mind on how exactly this duel was going to go down.
I had a faint idea of what should happen but then again nothing was for sure now. I walked into the arena, Percy was waiting for me down at the lower level. Making my way slowly to him he hands me a practice sword and shield. He himself uncapping a pen, and within seconds was holding a full length sword.
"Ready to prove yourself newbie?" Percy joked, poking my chest with his sword. I laughed, making sure I didn't reply with a snide remark.
We held our swords, getting ready to start fighting. I let him have the first attack, knowing exactly where he was going to swing for. I countered the attack, swiping his sword around and then slashing at his legs. We went on like this, blow for blow. The sound of the metal hitting rang throughout the arena. A few times he changed his mind to quickly for me to realize what was going on and he got me good, drawing a bit of blood. In the end he called it a tie, but I knew in my heart that I had won.
"Good fight.." Percy's voice was tired and stressed. "Your not so bad yourself..." I replied, catching my breath from our last string of attacks.
I watched Percy's eyes as he shifted his gaze from my face to above my head. Naturally I looked up, curious as to why there was a glowing symbol of a spear and a helmet. "You were right...Ares really is your father... I bet he's proud. Your an amazing fighter..." Percy took the practice training weapons and stared at the symbol until it started to dissipate.
"I don't lie... So, does this mean I get to move into the Ares cabin?!" My voice was a bit to excited for my liking, but I really hated the Hermes Cabin. Percy nodded, then looked to Chiron as he walked inside the arena. He held something in his hands and brought it over to me.
"Well seeing as your father claimed you..." Chiron then muttered something I wasn't able to hear. "He asked for me to give you this sword once you got here. Its name is Laconic...Use it well...." Chiron handed me a long katana like sword.
I pulled it out of its black sheath, examining the long red blade. Just as I had thought, it was a katana. A smile pulled its way onto my lips, obviously I was one of the lucky few to get such a special weapon from my divine parents. Considering my swords name...Dad was from Thrace, Olympia, and Laconia. I smiled proudly, clutching the sword in my hand I thought about tonights bonfire. Instantly knowing that I was definitely going to show it off then.
I finally understood why I was so good at fighting. I never lost a fight when I was younger and I was almost always able to come out of them without a scratch. There was that odd occasion when someone changed their mind to quickly for me to guess what they were going to do next and Ill end up blocking for the wrong type of attack and get hit.
I thought about seeing a group of pretty girls earlier and guessed that they were daughters of Aphrodite. They didn't to bad looking, maybe I'd even date one....or two of them. I shrugged, trying not to laugh, knowing that Chiron and Percy were still there. "What time is the bonfire tonight?" I asked, turning to look at Percy.
Percy glanced at Chiron before answering me. "The usual time. After it gets dark. So if you want you have to time to move your stuff from the Hermes Cabin and into the Ares Cabin. Oh and there is a game of Capture the Flag this weekend. But, I'm sure you'll be ready for that." Percy smirked before turning to talk to Chiron about something they obviously didn't want me to hear.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 10:17 pm
Daniella Jacobs
I wasn't sure how I did it but I found the arena. Annabeth waved me over and I sat down next to her. "Where's Percy?" I asked. She pointed to the two boys fighting in the middle of the arena. Apparently, the fight was so intense the other campers couldn't help but want to watch.
The boy fighting Percy seemed to have a lot of anger. He fighting was interesting. It was as if he knew every move Percy would make. "Who's that?" I asked Annabeth.
"Zander Erokhin. He's new and has yet to have a parent claim him." Annabeth explained.
"My money's on the Athena cabin." Grover said as he sat next to her. I looked at him curiously. "Annabeth and I have a bet going to see who can guess who is parent is."
"I don't think he's a child of Athena. He has too much anger when he fights. He enjoys fighting too much. I bet Ares." The boys finished fighting and Percy looked up at the symbol that appeared above Zander's head. Annabeth smiled and sat back. "Just as I thought. Son of Ares." For some reason, my fingers began to tingle for a fight. I didn't care who with. I just wanted to fight.
"Hey Annabeth," I said, "do you think we can fight? Chiron says I need practice." Annabeth smiled but it was different smile. She was accepting my challenge and I knew I had asked the wrong person. At least, I thought I did. Annabeth nodded and I followed her to where the boys were.
"Alright you two," Annabeth smiled, "now it's our turn to have the arena." We waited for them to clear us a spot and Annabeth faced me. The Naginata in my hand seemed to come alive at the sound of battle. I spun it around and smiled at it's feeling. It was as if we were connected. "Let's see what'cha got." Annabeth smiled behind me. I turned and smiled at my friend. Percy took a seat on one of the seats as if thinking this was going to be a sight.
"Ok, but take it easy on me." I requested but by the way Annabeth smiled I new she wouldn't hold back one bit. We began. Step by step we moved. She attacked first and I, somehow, managed to block it. The fight continued. Neither one of us could hit the other.
At one point, I could see a small crowd forming around the arena. It was as if we were back in Ancient Greece and, at any moment, the guards would release the ferocious lion to eat us both.
Annabeth and I danced our way around the arena. At one point, we moved it to the actual stands. Don't ask me how but that's just how our movement went. My arms were getting tired but I felt the energy coming form the staff. I kicked Annabeth and she knocked back to the arena but before she could get up I put the bladed edge of the Naginita to her neck.
My new friend panted and smiled. It was clear I had won and she seemed alright with this. I removed my weapon from her neck and helped her up. The other campers around us clapped at our performance. I looked over at Chiron who just smiled at me.
"Not bad," Annabeth shook my head for a good fight.
"Thanks," I smiled. "Though, I'm sure this isn't the last time we'll fight." Annabeth just continued to smile and walked back over to Percy.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 10:32 pm
 Don't love me for who I'm not...
I started to close my eyes until they were little slits, my pupils flickering between the two girls. They were both attractive, but there was something about the new girl that just sort of ticked me off. The way she seemed to think she was better than everyone else....A vein in my temple started to throb and anger bubbled up inside me. I rose to my feet, walking over to the girl. I pushed passed the blonde she had just fought and came to stand directly in front of her.
"Good fight. Think you can beat me?" A cocky grin smoothed it's way onto my lips, my hands clutching onto Laconic. I felt confident that I could beat this girl, I mean whats so special about a staff with a point at the end.
I let out a small chuckle, waiting for her reply. The muscles in my fingers twitched as I awaited a reply. My blue eyes flickered across her features, her hair, her lips, her skin, her eyes. There was nothing entirely special about this girl, she just seemed like any of the others. But, she didn't exactly look like an Aphrodite girl.
My mind began to wander to the Greek myths, Aphrodite cheating on her husband with my dad...Ares! It was so rich! Even Greek Gods and Goddess's had affairs. Who would have known?! When I get home I'm going to have to tell my dad about this...well my sort of step-dad. It was weird thinking of him like that, I was so used to him just being dad to me.
In the past few hours my life has changed more than I ever thought possible. I had to leave my father, the man who raised me. I ended up at this crazy camp, I fought a skilled demi-god, got a gift from my actual father and he even claimed me as his own. I also learned where I got my temper, hence the vein's throbbing in my temple when I get angry enough.
Within a matter of seconds I had thought of all of this and a way to beat this girl. I knew that I probably had an advantage, although by the looks over her weapon her parent had probably claimed her and I just wasn't there to see it. I wonder who her parent it? Athena maybe...But, then again I couldn't be to sure. She hadn't shown any signs of super smarts or any other talents that I am aware of.
"So what do you say? Wanna fight?" I repeated my words in a simpler way, in case she was....Not smart enough to understand. You never know with all the deformities in the world.
But hate me for who I am... -------------------- ||Sorry for the short post. Also, hopefully you don't take offense to the last paragraph. My character is kind of a jerk.||
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 10:49 pm
Daniella Jacobs
Before Annabeth could go over to Percy, she was pushed aside by Zander. Typical, Son of Ares if you asked me. I could see the fury in his eyes. I admit it. He was cute but his cockiness was a big turn off for me. I twirled my Naginata around to my other hand and stood it straight up.
"I don't think I can. I know I can." Annabeth looked between us both. She was about to warn me not to fight but I put my hand up. This was one fight I was not backing out of. "It's ok, Annabeth. I know what I'm doing." My friend ran over to Percy. More campers joined the crowd. It seemed a fight with a Son of Ares was a sight to see; especially when it was with a girl.
Be careful, Daniela.
I heard a voice say but when I turned around to see if anyone was talking to me, I saw no one. Everyone who was around us were all sitting in the stand. Even Chiron was interested in watching. I walked around Zander and looked him up and down. "Eh," I shrugged. "You don't look so tough to me."
Don't underestimate him, Daniela. He's a son of Ares. The smallest thing can set them off.
Again, I heard the voice but I realized it wasn't coming from someone around us. It was coming from inside my head. I know it sounded weird but that's where I heard it. I shook the thought out and focused on my new opponent. I stood back in front of him and glared. I wanted to smack the cockiness right out of him. "Let's do this."
(Sorry, it's short >.< I wasn't sure if you were going to be alright with the controlling fighting idea. Just so that it's fair.)
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 5:08 pm
Don't love me for who I'm not...
The vein in my temple started to throb again. Did she seriously just say she thought she she was tougher than me. Ugh! I will pound her into a pulp! I turned towards where Percy and I had been fighting early and stalked over there. Turning to face Daniella, I drew Laconic and waited. I watched her make her way over to me, taking a fighting stance.
I studied her spear like thing, trying to decide what God or Goddess that was from. It obviously wasn't something every camper had, and judging from the last fight it seemed to be sort of enchanted spear. I was planning on letting her take the first move, that was always an advantage for me.
Zander relax....
I looked around with my eyes quickly, but I couldn't pin point where the voice was coming from. It was almost like it was in my head. I shrugged it off, realizing it was probably just my self conscious telling me to calm down so I don't do something I'll regret in the future. I thought about my choice of words for a second before opening my mouth to speak.
”I'll let you have the first move. Cause I'm not to sure that this fight is going to be even after all. A son of Ares against... A daughter of.... Who ever your parent it.” I chuckled, taking that moment to size her up.
But hate me for who I am... -------------------- ||I'm not sure how your gunna do the fighting. I understood what your message said...I'm just afraid of having your character make the first move in this post. Sorry if I'm dragging it out to long.||
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 10:13 pm
Daniella Jacobs
I felt anger towards him. Somehow, I took it as a sign of disrespect towards my mother the way he had comment. Oh gee, how kind. He was allowing me to take the first move. I suppose I should have let it count but I was so furious at him I wasn't really thinking straight. "It's Hecate!" I yelled and ran towards him.
He would attack, I would block. I would attack, he would block. Just like with Annabeth, we danced around the arena. A few times, I even did a back flip either away or towards him. And I didn't even know I could do back and forward flips.
Once again, our weapons collided as we held them up against each other. I felt a tingle forming in my fingers. It was almost as if the weapon and I were connected. Suddenly, his sword began to take a different shape. Instead of a sword, he now held a snake in his hand. The snake fell to the ground and I stepped back.
The snake slithered around me. I froze. Snakes were not my favorite creatures. The snakes began to slither off. Some of the campers moved out of the way. I turned back to Zander. "Well," I sighed with a shrug, "I guess that means this fight is over."
(Sorry if I took too much charge. If it's too much let me know and I can change my post.)
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 5:20 pm
Don't love me for who I'm not...
The fight seemed to go on for awhile. Attacking...Blocking...Dodging... The cycle repeated itself over and over again. Hecate....That name seems familiar but I'm not sure what she is a Goddess of. Something stupid I could bet.
Guessing her next move was mostly predictable, although a few times he slipped and made a wrong move. Which in the end didn't turn out to be such a bad thing. We danced around the arena, just like Annabeth and her had before.
At last our weapons collide with a feeling of finality. My sword tingled in my hands, as if something was going to happen. Anger was coursing through my veins at this point. When suddenly, my sword turned into a live slithering snake. My instant reaction was to drop it and jump away. I watched as the snake that was my sword moments ago slithered around the girl and then it slithered off.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY SWORD!!! GET IT BACK! MY DAD GAVE IT TO ME!!!!!" Venom seemed to pour out in my words. I stepped right up to the girl and yelled in her face. She had just ruined one of my most prized possesions and she didn't even seem to care.
"WOULD YOU LIKE IT I TOOK YOUR STUPID STAFF AND SNAPPED IT IN HALF?!?!?!?!?! CAUSE THAT'S WHAT I'M GOING TO DO IF YOU DON'T GET ME MY SWORD BACK!!!!" My heart pounded in my chest and a vein in my temple started to throb. It sort of felt like a headache was coming on but I was to angry to care.
I don't even know this girl and she turned my sword into a snake... A snake! I don't even like snakes. I swear I'll get her back some how. I'll just have to bide my time and wait for the perfect moment to strike. Maybe I'll get her this weekend in Capture the Flag.
My breathing was heavy as I stared her in the eyes. Waiting for her to say something or get me my sword back. If she didn't I swear I was going to tell my dad and have him do something about it this weekend..
But hate me for who I am... --------------------
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