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by Daffodil987 2/3/2015, 7:27 pmMadison's bunk is in the back corner away from most of the campers and you probably won't notice it unless something major was happening around the area of said bunk. Her sheets and blankets are a simple black and she a dresser next to it with her canary, Queen, sitting inside her cage on top. She has some movie posters of her father's best acting performances attached to the wall along with selfies of her and pictures of her canary. Her dresser contains her designer clothes, beauty products, and favorite books.
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Madison's Bunk
Daffodil987- Junior Member
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Morgan Landry- High Queen of Narnia
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The Khione cabin's inside was much harsher to the sunaholic Cleopatra than the outside. A recurring freezing gust of wind drew shivers from her. Her breath misted in the air in front of her. In a chimney to her right, wood logs were cast in flame-shaped ice, right under an ice statue of Khione sitting on a throne; it reminded her a lot of the White Witch in Narnia. Stalking on the snow-dust-covered floor with her designer wedges, she went to put the bags on a free bunk.
"Here we are! Your siblings are obviously out but when they come back you'll need to introduce yourself to Lakisha, she's the cabin leader."
"Here we are! Your siblings are obviously out but when they come back you'll need to introduce yourself to Lakisha, she's the cabin leader."
Daffodil987- Junior Member
Number of posts : 206
Age : 23
Registration date : 2014-10-25
It was 11:00 am and Madison always had lunch around noon. She was wondering if Camp Half-Blood served lunch or if they could go out into the city for it. The latter option sounded more fun, Cleo would probably invite her to somewhere she knew if she was planning on keeping up the nice-girl act.
Madison tipped-toed in and slid the door close. She was really enjoying the cabin's temperature, the cold never really bothered her, even in her skimpy little dress Madison loved the icy temperature the room gave off. She pranced over to the bunk Cleo had conscripted as hers. Whoever was in charge of the cabin's tidiness was doing a decent job. Her bed was made, the sheets nicely folded, and the pillows fluffed. Madison plopped down onto the bed and open up one of her bags.
She a total of five hours in the dress and that's the most she could in a outfit before changing (except when wearing her nightgown, since she got over five hours of sleep on most days). She pulled out a flowy tank-top that went went short enough to show some of her stomach. The word MEOW. was printed across the top with three cat whiskers on each side. She paired it with some short, ripped shorts and black heels. Pairing it with a leather jacket and a cloche hat, it was practically a inverse version of what she was currently. Maddison turned to face Cleo, holding her outfit in her arms like it was a prized possession.
"Do you mind if I change?" Madison asked politely. She never thought undressing in front of someone was a big deal but some people took it the wrong way.
Madison tipped-toed in and slid the door close. She was really enjoying the cabin's temperature, the cold never really bothered her, even in her skimpy little dress Madison loved the icy temperature the room gave off. She pranced over to the bunk Cleo had conscripted as hers. Whoever was in charge of the cabin's tidiness was doing a decent job. Her bed was made, the sheets nicely folded, and the pillows fluffed. Madison plopped down onto the bed and open up one of her bags.
She a total of five hours in the dress and that's the most she could in a outfit before changing (except when wearing her nightgown, since she got over five hours of sleep on most days). She pulled out a flowy tank-top that went went short enough to show some of her stomach. The word MEOW. was printed across the top with three cat whiskers on each side. She paired it with some short, ripped shorts and black heels. Pairing it with a leather jacket and a cloche hat, it was practically a inverse version of what she was currently. Maddison turned to face Cleo, holding her outfit in her arms like it was a prized possession.
"Do you mind if I change?" Madison asked politely. She never thought undressing in front of someone was a big deal but some people took it the wrong way.
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