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[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

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.

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.

17thangel

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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.

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.]

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.

neutralally

[Worick has been around long enough to make note of people making broadcasts via their-actually quite stylish-necklaces. The first time had been a surprise, but by the third time he witnessed it, he caught on and paid special attention to how the necklace worked. He wouldn't want everyone's first impression of him to be of one who is technologically impaired.

So once he's certain he knows the ins and outs of the necklace's capabilities, he'll make a little broadcast of his own. The visual given is of a man with long hair and an eye patch. He has a particularly large smile on his face for someone who has just been abducted by Gods.]

If I didn't know better I'd think this is all just a very vivid hallucination fueled by intense amounts of alcohol. Which is strange because I know for a fact that I didn't get to drink a drop last night. I'm also pretty use not even my subconscious mind would come up with something as hideous as this camp uniform. [A hint of orange comes and goes from view at Worick plucks petulantly at his shirt.]

Is there a handbook or something for new comers like me? I can't say I really know this camp thing is supposed to work. Names Worick by the way. It's nice to meet you all.

[Action]

[After the broadcast Worick can be found standing outside Cabin Hermes. If he had any cigarettes he would definitely be having a smoke. But seeing as he doesn't he's making himself content with people watching. If his eye happens to linger a moment or two on men with dark hair and ladies with dark skin, well...one can hope his isn't the only familiar face hanging around.]

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