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[Here have a face that you might not quite recognize, unless you've seen Hotsuma carrying the owner around like a sack of potatoes recently. Now, however, he's offering a small, politely friendly smile as he waits for his release from the Infirmary.]

It appears that my initial assessment of these gods wasn't entirely accurate - at least, not all of them.

[He sighs then and glances to the side, to make sure Hotsuma was still out of earshot, then turns back to cant his head to the side, thoughtful.]

It seems I owe Athena my thanks, and my apologies. Despite my distrust, she took the time to help me while I was struggling. Sorry if my ah, coma, inconvenienced anyone, especially Hotsuma and my sisters, during the Solstice. Just what have I missed these last few weeks?

dontcallmeerky

[There's a teenager with purple hair on the pendant, apparently somewhere near the lake - you can see it there in the background. He's trying to avoid the crowded cabin he's apparently supposed to live in.]

If I didn't know better, I'd think this was some sort of elaborate practical joke. But I don't know anyone that dedicated to pranks, and even if I did I doubt they'd have the resources for something on this scale. Even the what's-it-called, the bus, is a little much.

Also, a few minutes ago, an owl flew down to me, dropped a wreathe of what I think might be olive leaves on my head, and left again. I have no idea what that was about, but it seemed like it might be worth mentioning, because that is not normal behavior for owls. Especially not in the midafternoon. [He holds up the wreath in his hand. Yup, that's olive.]

What happened to this place, exactly? All I heard was something about being attacked by monsters. Which would seem silly if we weren't all apparently the children of gods.

I suppose my general question would be "What's going on around here?" Because as far as I can tell my life has decided to stop making sense entirely.

Current Mood: confused

empirestategods

There’s a visitor to camp lounging on the steps of Cabin 7 just before breakfast on July 2nd. Maybe eighteen years old, he’s stunning. Wavy blond hair, tanned skin, and a bright smile make him handsome beyond belief as he surveys the campers. He rises when pretty much everyone is out of their cabins, dusting off denim shorts and calls them over. Somehow, even with the backdrop of the glowing cabin in the sunrise, this kid stands out.

“Hey, cousins.” He stuffs his hands in his pockets, projecting a laid back attitude. “So, you know why you’re in camp. You’re training to become heroes, right? Well, since there’s twelve of us and twelve months in the year, we’re gonna be testing you once a month for your skills.”

So that’s what this is. A godly announcement. From Apollo. God of the sun, of music, of poetry, of prophecy. God of archery and healing. Twin brother of Artemis, son of Zeus.

“So on the current calendar, July’s the seventh month. And this,” he jerks his thumb back, “is the seventh cabin. So it makes sense for me to offer you your first challenge.” He gives an over-dramatic sigh. “But you guys seem to have shown off your combat skills pretty well last month--and no one else is gonna say it from upstairs, but you did a good job, for untested new heroes. It’s a good thing that vote went the way it did, huh?” He gives a nod to the remaining members of cabins 1 and 3, and to the Hades children in the crowd. He loves being right.

“You’ve got good bodies, your reactions are fast. You survived this long, that proves it. So I’m going to test your minds.” He glances at cabin 6 across the way. “Not smarts, like somebody might, but your creativity. Sometimes, being creative can save your lives. So at the end of the month, I want each of the cabins to submit to me a poem or a song, and it will be judged. The winner, of course, will get a prize. Along with that prize, they’ll have the privilege of no chores for an entire month.”

That. Is a damn good prize. No shoveling the stables, no picking strawberries in the heat, no cleaning up after sparring.

Apollo grins, and winks at his own kids. “Do me proud.”

He then turns back to the kids gathered. “Any questions?”

voice_of_fire

[As grouchy as he can be, it seems someone has taken some pity on the young man who still sits beside his sleeping partner.]

He's still sleeping, I guess, the Athena kids would want to know that. There hasn't been any change.

[Life had went crazy, nothing unusual (he grew up in crazy) and really with Shusei like this in the aftermath of it all, Hotsuma is still rather laser focused.]

realmenknitplushies

[Here we have a lanky young man with bleached-blond hair sitting on a fence and stroking a nearby owl's head, as if he's trying to use the fluffy feathers as some kind of stress relief.]

- huh, it's working? Um... Hey. [He mutters-] Damn, this feels weird. [And livening up again, speaking up-] Anyone getting this message got a second? 'Cause I just got sent here, and I was told this place was meant to be safe and all, but ... what the hell happened? Whose big idea was it to bring me here straight after things - after whatever it was?

So if anyone can clear this stuff up, ... yeah. I kinda need to know. Thanks, guys.

Name's Kanji, by the way. If you ... uh, wanna talk, or whatever, I ... guess I'm gonna be around cabin six gettin' things together.

emperor_with_no_groove

[Tomorrow is the solstice… The day when the decision will be made, one way or another.

Akihiko is sitting on a thick tree branch in Central Park, watching the sunset. In the short hours that he’s explored the city, he already considers it to be an exciting adventure. If they had more time, he would definitely submerse himself even deeper.]

Hey, everyone. No matter what happens tomorrow, I want you guys to keep moving forward. Got it? [If the worst-case scenario really does take place…] You can cry, if you have to, but don’t waste too much time on tears. There’s still a lot of fight left.

[He isn’t going to say good-bye, because it’s too final, with so much uncertainty still present.] Stay safe, everyone. Let’s make the most of the rest of this trip, okay? See you later.

[Akihiko lifts a gloved hand to wave slightly at the network, with a faint smile touching his lips.

A beat later, he murmurs in a lower tone under his breath.] Don’t worry, Mitsuru. We’ll try to come back and join you as soon as we can.

[After he sets his arm back down, he ends the connection.]

little_lost_lizard

[This is intended for Umi, but Ssil hasn't really bothered to restrict it. Besides, it's nice to let others hear, too.]

Oh, Umi, I finally managed to ask Mr. D, and he says if we pay for it and pick it up from the Big House we can get a newspaper delivered here! Mr. Chiron can tell us the address for them to deliver to. I think I'll try and make the arrangements during the trip, if I can find where to do it.

... I have no idea how much it costs to subscribe to a newspaper, though. So that's something we're going to have to work out, I suppose.

emperor_with_no_groove

[Text]

( Locked to SEES members )

[Action]

[After firing off that quick message to the other SEES members, Akihiko is already on his way over to Cabin 10. When it comes to his friends – especially the ones closest to him – he doesn’t hesitate to act first and think later. It’s been a few days since he last heard from Mitsuru, and while he understands that she might be busy with other things, it’s very uncharacteristic of her to not respond to any of his recent messages. Something had to have happened to her.

He reaches the entrance and bursts through the door without preamble. Swiftly, his gaze sweeps across the room, looking for any sign of his friend’s presence.]

Mitsuru? Are you in here?

capuletguarddog

[While Tybalt is not usually a patient person, he hates looking like a fool. So he's actually taken a couple of days just to look around the camp and listen to other Iris messages and such. That hasn't made him a happier Tybalt, by any means]

All right. Assuming everything we've been told is true - and I'm not saying I believe that - I've got just one question. How does one get one's supposedly godly parent to get off of his ass and actually tell me who I belong to? Because there are too many idiots in the Hermes cabin, and I'm getting a wee bit annoyed. Which means someone's getting personal with my knife real soon if we can't get this sorted out.

[He draws his dagger to demonstrate]

And when are we going to get to do something real? I'm bored here.

fusedstars

I'm currently aware of some of the...things going around here, though I'm afraid I still require far more information, given what is going on.

[One might notice Hei's gaze trail off towards something else. Clearly he was looking at some of the erm, stranger folk. The hint of unease was all too clear. Especially with the angry tone in his voice. Clearly this was the worst time to mess with him.]

To sum things up, I want to know the full story from everyone here. Now.

dreamingoftruelove

[Moments before this Iris message, Giselle received a spontaneous makeover thanks to her mother, Aphrodite. That's just as well, because she arrived wearing a soaking wet white wedding dress with a huge skirt. Now she's nice and dry, with her long red hair looking impeccable. Her pink dress is more casual and comfortable, but pretty nonetheless.

She still looks a little amazed by it all. Then she remembers that the Iris network is meant for sending messages.]

Oh hello there! My name is Giselle. It's very nice to meet all of you. I was wondering if anyone had seen a prince named Edward around? He's tall and handsome with blue eyes, dark hair and a wonderful smile. We were supposed to get married today, as a matter of fact. But if we can't get married in Andalasia, I'd be happy celebrating here with new friends, too.

[She's hoping, but she hasn't seen him around yet. Maybe he's practicing his swordsmanship somewhere that she hasn't encountered yet?]

How many of you enjoy music and dancing? I think it would be a lovely way to get to know one another.

hotbloodedpower

I'm kind of freaking out here.

So I've been having weird dreams lately about mechanics and plans and all of this. Today I found myself working on the heating coil of our stove in my Cabin and turned it into a Air Conditioner. I don't know how I did that, how it happened and certainly had no idea how I was able to cook something on a broken stove as well... that I fixed.

And to boot I've been coming up with plans, ideas. I've been trying to write them down and I can't, like they're THERE but I can't get it OUT OF MY HEAD.

I'm trying to go for a walk and clear my head but I keep looking at things and going "You know, that could be turned into a steam-powered ballista"--NO BAD AKANE!

Help?

17thangel

Video;

A smallish pale girl appears on the system, moving around somewhat frantically near the various cabins with a look that is 1 part confusion, 1 part anxiety, and 4 parts annoyance and 4 parts whatever that look Mr. Scott had when Captain Kirk told him to rewrite the laws of physics in 15 minutes.

"Um, look. I'm sure whatever is going on is really important here but I was kind of in the middle of something back home. Something involving restoring a destroyed planetary power system before life support on something completely fails and given how I only sort of LOOKED at it for about a minute and most of the best parts are under the sea I really don't have a lot of time for this right now. After I get it up sure, bring me and MY SEIBZEHN here and we'll step on ANYTHING you want but you just brought me and I'm not so useful for squishing things alone."

"I understand you want to make it personal by saying my dad is one of the people here but I do kind of know my family, even if we were separated most of my life. Really, just let me finish my project and just ask, home will probably be unbearably dull once I get the Zohar reactor working again anyways so it'll be a welcome diversion."

Her face turns a bit more irritated at the next part.

"Unless this is some sort of gag Mr. One Eyed Pirate King! I know you're the one who bonked me over the head and drug me out before I could get a better look at that system to get it back online despite the city crashing. Don't think for one minute that if this is some sort of gag and I find you behind it I won't BEAT THE EVER-LOVING SNOT OUT OF YOUR ONE REMAINING GOOD EYE!"

Action;

Later Maria is sitting by the water looking miserable. She's playing with her watch, pushing every damn button on the thing.

"Yeah yeah... No carrier. Seibzehn, I know you have to have power. Please come in. Dad had to have put in his own reactor or something. C'mon, you can't do this to me! You always come. Maybe some sort of jamming I need to figure out how to defeat. Oh who are you kidding Balthasar, the power grid is down and you're some place weird."

She buries her head in her knees and keeps pressing the button getting lower with every non-receptive beep she gets.

zippo

Uh... hi.

[ there's a frown etched a little too deeply into his face. he'd tried rehearsing what to say earlier, but now that he's recording... he's forgotten everything he'd wanted to say. ]

My name is Tatsuya Suou. My... father... is Apollo? Is my mother still...? I mean, is my family really my family? [ he makes a face at that, but keeps going: ] This place doesn't even look like a camp.

pheromonecoffee

[Since breakfast, Minato has had some ideas. And some problems have formed in his original ideas. And generally, he's just been thinking. And avoiding the goddamn lava wall. But mostly thinking. He's come to at least a few conclusions.]

I was wondering if anyone in Cabin 6 could help me with something. I want to know some of the old stories of the gods. If we're going to meet them, we should know more than just their names. [And they should know if the gods have ever been defeated and if anyone has ever survived the gods deciding it was time for them to be killed just because they were kids of the powerful ones.]

[Another moment.]

Does anyone else know how to control the darkness? [That makes it seem like he's evil oh my god. He should've found a better way to say it.] It could be useful, after all.

[He's just trying to figure out what cards he might have in his hands if it does end up that the gods decide to murder them.]

( SEES and Hades kids )

nonavelgazing

video;

[There's a new face appearing across the camp necklaces today. She's sitting on a patch of grass somewhere between cabins 5 and 6 - the paint on both of them is just visible in the background - and she is not happy. The redhead's features are really quite cute, but...]

What the hell is this nonsense? I'm needed in America, in Olympus, because one of my parents is actually some god or goddess that hasn't bothered to show their face my entire life?

That's the most stupid thing I've ever heard! I'm needed back in Japan! There are still two days of fighting Septentriones left! The world's going to end if I'm not back there fighting, and some idiot little girl tells me I had to be yanked out of that fight to come here instead? How stupid is that?! My team needs me, you idiot!

[Her yelling isn't.

Airi shakes with anger, and those might be tears forming at the corner of her eyes.]

And - whoever the hell my 'mom' or 'dad' is, you sure as hell did a bang-up job. You left us in the lurch even before this. Like I'm supposed to accept it, especially when you pulled me out of a fight! I kicked that Indian god Kama's ass after he disrespected me, and, I'll kick yours too! You better show me who you are so I know who I have to go after!

[...she really did kick Kama's ass. Only she had backup, when she did that, and Kama had kind of been weakened already. She's not mentioning those parts.

Also, nobody's told her exactly how dangerous it is to challenge one of the Greek gods or goddesses.

Still. Somewhere up there, her dad is laughing. There's no sound, but suddenly there's a clear picture of a boar floating right in front of her.]

Eh? What the -- hey, I've seen this...

[And she whips her head around. Claim and connection, made.]

...my dad's the war god?!

[And she cuts the connection really fast.]

action;

[A little later, after some of the shock has worn off and after she's put her things away in cabin 5, Airi's wandered down to the training arena to blow off some steam. She's found a sword and some armor, and is currently taking out her frustration on a practice dummy. It might be best to approach with a bit of caution, but she's trying her best not to take a living person's head off.]

empirestategods

[Announcements! Friday morning at breakfast, Chiron rises with a cough to get the attention of the campers.]

It's come to my attention that some of you have expressed interest in a trip to the city. While it is supremely dangerous, it might be for the best that you learn to test your skills in the real world.

The summer solstice is a week from today, and the Olympian Council with it. The gods feel it would be an educational experience for all of you to attend and see why they have been so busy since your appearance, since some of you have also become concerned with their lack of... [He searches for a word] presence in your life. I think, then, that it would be acceptable for the camp to leave early on Thursday morning so you could spend the day in the city.

But this isn't without rules! You must stay in groups of three or four and be on your guard--even the Mist can't cover everything, so you will need to prevent as much damage as you can. You must be back at Olympus by 10PM. You must be armed with a Celestial Bronze blade you can hide on your person, but you must not get into fights with mortals. You can not for any reason use any telephones. You must wear your camp shirt so we can find you easily. [And then he gives a long-suffering sigh.] You must not stand around in the Greek and Roman of the Metropolitan Museum of Art exhibit pointing to pottery and saying "that is my mother or father." That is expressly forbidden, and I do not want to have to explain you to security.

[Mr. D gives a very un-godly scoff at that. Apparently, he remembers this occasion.]

We'll be returning to camp on the evening of the 23rd directly from Olympus. If there are any questions, I'll be at the archery range, preparing for lessons.

[He leaves you now to make plans amongst yourself.]

hasthepotential

[Nighttime. It feels so different when the sky is void of the usual summer mugginess and over-cast skies that often clouded the skies of Iwatodai. It seemed, for the first time since leaving The Door, Minako could finally breathe again.]

I don't know why I waited so long to come up here. The view's unreal. [She is dangling her necklace in front of her, letting it swing like a pendulum in front of the waxing crescent moon. Ten more days, give or take.] Anyone still awake enough to come join me?

[She'd mentioned star-gazing before to some of her fellow campers. They hadn't made an organized effort to make it happen just yet, but surely they wouldn't mind her testing the waters, so to speak.]

What time is it? Don't wanna miss curfew... [She sat up on the roof, lifting her hands to slip her necklace back over her head when a soft skidding noise made her jolt.] ..... [She went still suddenly, though her breath caught. She'd slid down a few good inches of the roof, but her foot maintained some bit of traction.] Eheh...that was close!

[She starts to push herself back up to where she was sitting, but what traction her foot had managed was once again lost, and this time her sliding decent didn't stop.]

[[ooc: Cabin 11 folks, feel free to hear the commotion on the roof and the consequential sound of Minako falling off someone off the side of the cabin. Of course action is open to anyone on camp if they want to come check on her!]]

notsogrimreaper

[There's silence for a few moments on the other end aside from a few rustling sounds, but Ryoji's voice is eventually heard, whispering harshly. He's clearly panicked about something, though without video, what has him so worried remains unknown.]

Minako-chan? Are you there? I know you know Akihiko-sempai well, so d-do you know how to calm him down? I had no idea he could be so rough-

( Warning for suggestive comments? )

anythingwithstrings

*So you've probably seen her around, doing really badly at sword, but really well at archery. And throwing things. Often singing to herself. She's pretty textbook Apollo brat too.*

So, we're not too far from New York City, and while this place has a lot of stuff to make sure we're comfortable. There's a bunch of stuff we can only really get from the real world. Anyone interested in going?

I wanna find enough people willing, cause without enough people it'd be kinda suicide to go. Also someone who can drive, that would help this work out. So I want to be sure to have all of it covered before I ask Chiron if this can be done.

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