Time for Judgement

Danny stepped forward on accident, no, he was pushed, forward, "Uhm, I was killed by a son of Ares for being a son of Apollo."

Minos yawned, drumming his ghostly fingers on the desk in front of him. The kid looked like a nobody who'd died a particularly dramatic death, and it didn't seem like the kid was very heroic or special in any way. Well, gods forgive him if he was wrong. "Asphodel. Next."

Charlie had woken up in the underworld "Damn it." he muttered. He could still feel Aarya's lips against his. He silently got to the front of the line "Uhm, Hello, Minos. I'm The Doctor or now I know, Charlie. I died getting shot in the gut and bleeding to deathe for my girlfriend whom has been almost killed several time which included me saving her." He had looked up at the ghost by now showing no fear. There was no fear to show from him right now. it was the underworld for gods sake "Could I be reborn?"

Minos rolled his eyes, glancing down at the boy's cause of death. Noble, he supposed, but the way this "Doctor" boy worded his "noble" act was rather annoying to him. Too wordy. "Yes, whatever; talk to Lethe, not me, she's the one forced to deal with you forsaken souls wanting another chance at life or whatever." The ghostly judge waved his hand in the general direction of Lethe and her river, sloppily scrawling "rebirth/Asphodel" in the section for Charlie's judgement.

ooc: I assume that's Bella?

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The ghostly judge sighed and shook his head, dipping his quill pen into a little bottle of ink and withdrawing it as he looked around at the lines of the dead. "Bella," he called out, "come forward."

"May I ask how you died?" Minos wasn't even looking at the girl; leaning his arm on the table with his chin in his hand, he was doodling a black ink circle in an open corner on his paper. This was getting boring, there were rarely any interesting deaths anymore. It was all just "I got hit by a car!" or "Some psycho at camp murdered me!" or "I got mauled by a hellhound!" Bah.

Tisha gets in line she wasnt sure what happend one minute she was swimming in the lake at camp and the next she was getting pulled underwater and now she was dead.

Minos looked up from his doodling and sighed, "Asphodel, go on then." he said to the nearest girl. Stifling a yawn, he leaned to the side to take in how many spirits stood behind her, the line was never-ending. He raised his eyebrow slightly at a spirit some way away, it had already began mumbling to itself, its eyes slightly unfocused. Well, sooner rather than later. he thought, slightly morose as he called, "Next!"

Tisha walked up terrified she was a daughter of Apollo and not that brave. "I was swimming at camp and something pulled me underwater." Tisha then says"Iwant rebirth but only because im the last one left in my family everyone else in my family got killed by monsters because i left and i want to make it up to them by living a long life like they always told me i should. The last thing they told me when i asked them if they could have anything they said for me to have a long happy life and i want to for them though not for me." Thats all I say hoping he notices how sincere im being so he realizes im telling the truth.

Minos basically ignored the girl's rambling as he scratched at a messily written letter on the parchment in front of him. Of course, of course -- he was much too tired to fix it, but who cares? He looked at the girl, frowning, and waved at her dismissively. "Rebirth, sure, sure. If Lethe doesn't accept you, go to Asphodel."

I couldn't believe my twin sister killed me for taking her hammer.It was embarrissing to be dead because of a twin killing you.

OOC: I owe like 6 characters... but I forget all of them. So I will just do my most recent one
I appear in the Underworld. I officially hope that George gets sent to the Fields of Punishment when he dies. I wait for my turn.

The judge yawned, looking at his list of names with bleary eyes: "Une... No, One whatever-your-last-name-is. Step forward to be judged." He hoped this one wouldn't try to argue; he didn't have time or patience enough for this. Hades needed to get another judge or two, he thought bitterly, gazing at the miles and miles of dead souls still waiting to be judged.

"Mhm." Minos thought a moment, tickling the end of his nose with the feather quill between his fingers. Elysium was a possibility, but that wasn't necessarily... heroic. Plenty of people in that camp were skilled enough to take down a few monsters, especially together. "And what, exactly," he drawled, leaning back in his chair, "makes that heroic? It's a training camp for demigods. I'm sure they can take down a few monsters, especially since they'd probably outnumber this other person's 'pets.'"

logan appeared still holding his stomach and relized it wasn't bleeding.he looked around and relized he had died.he stepped forward and got in line

Shuffling his papers, Minos glanced down at the next name on his list: Logan something. He didn't really care to read last names anymore. "Logan," he called out, tapping the tip of his pen next to the boy's name. Gods. There were still miles and miles of dead souls waiting to be judged.

"That's me".logan mumbled as he stepped forward

Minos peered at the boy over the top of the desk, frowning at him slightly. "And how, child, did you die? Get hit by a car? Disease?" He hoped it was something mildly interesting; he'd seen too many of each type of death, and even the weird ones started to get boring after a while.

"Well i was killed by a hellhound while protecting another camper"logan said as he got a sharp pain where the monster slashed his stomach

"How heroic." And what a common death that was for so many demigods. Really, the camp should at least try to keep monsters out of its forests more; Minos estimated at least twenty campers had come to him with similar reasons in the last two weeks. "Asphodel. If you want to get reborn, head down that little winding road to my left and go to Lethe."

"Thank you">logan said as he went to get reborn


ooc:my wip charector is logan reborn thingyremade form