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The Titan Cabin
Daniel- Lead Admin
Grizzled Ancient
Bittervet 
Number of posts : 19601
Age : 28
Registration date : 2008-09-13
Kristal Meth- Retired Admin
The Dancing Queen 
Number of posts : 5726
Age : 27
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Yeah," I said and went to my bag to get out the watch that turned into a sword
Daniel- Lead Admin
Grizzled Ancient
Bittervet
Number of posts : 19601
Age : 28
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"So it is enchanted" I said.
Kristal Meth- Retired Admin
The Dancing Queen
Number of posts : 5726
Age : 27
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"like in a magical way...not that im aware of.."
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Mhm.... I can teach you how to fight. Can't have people going off and picking fights with you without you knowing a thing."
Daniel- Lead Admin
Grizzled Ancient
Bittervet
Number of posts : 19601
Age : 28
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Your strategy is different than everyone else" I said.
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Eh. I wonder what you mean by that-- don't answer that, David."
Kristal Meth- Retired Admin
The Dancing Queen
Number of posts : 5726
Age : 27
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"huh?" I asked
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Never mind. Come on.... Think you can disappear and reappear in the sword arena?"
Daniel- Lead Admin
Grizzled Ancient
Bittervet
Number of posts : 19601
Age : 28
Registration date : 2008-09-13
I disappear.
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Show-off," I grumbled.
Kristal Meth- Retired Admin
The Dancing Queen
Number of posts : 5726
Age : 27
Registration date : 2008-09-13
"Yea..."I trail off and disappear hopefully to the sword arena
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
I disappeared.
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
Through the open window and onto her bunk -- that was where Stella's wind had taken her, and that was where she would, most likely, stay. She lay there stretched out on top of the blue blanket her mother had given her the last time she'd gone to Kansas, feeling slightly stiff and tired from being out all day in the hot sun, moving around clouds for Cirrus' entertainment.
Gods. Maybe she should try her hand at altering the wind's temperature again, just to cool the entire camp down so nobody died of heat stroke -- but then she would get in trouble with Mr. D, and Zeus knows how unreasonable he could be. It was like arguing with a deer that had just run in the street and somehow totaled your car: it would hear you, but it was more likely to kick you in the face than to apologize and be reasonable.
So she lay there, shutting her eyes and inhaling deeply through her nose. The breeze, natural this time, made the curtains flutter but did little to assuage the heat in the cabin. Stella's thoughts wandered to the door, trying to remember if it opened from the inside or the outside; she always moved in through an open window or when the door was cracked open, but rarely touched the door to go in or out. Teleporting was so much easier than walking, honestly, and a million times faster when she wanted it to be.
An open door was probably a much better option than a partially opened window: it was larger and could thus let in more of the breeze, which was soothing in quantity. Stella's bunk was in the perfect position: she was in the bottom bunk closest to the door, facing it directly so that her feet were pointed at it. She cracked open an eye and judged the distance: not more than fifteen feet, certainly, so range wouldn't be a problem. She laid there, studying it and its sturdiness and wondering if it would open or fly off its hinges if she delivered a swift blast of wind to it.
Probably the former, and her cabinmates wouldn't be too happy sleeping when the night got cold.
Gods. Maybe she should try her hand at altering the wind's temperature again, just to cool the entire camp down so nobody died of heat stroke -- but then she would get in trouble with Mr. D, and Zeus knows how unreasonable he could be. It was like arguing with a deer that had just run in the street and somehow totaled your car: it would hear you, but it was more likely to kick you in the face than to apologize and be reasonable.
So she lay there, shutting her eyes and inhaling deeply through her nose. The breeze, natural this time, made the curtains flutter but did little to assuage the heat in the cabin. Stella's thoughts wandered to the door, trying to remember if it opened from the inside or the outside; she always moved in through an open window or when the door was cracked open, but rarely touched the door to go in or out. Teleporting was so much easier than walking, honestly, and a million times faster when she wanted it to be.
An open door was probably a much better option than a partially opened window: it was larger and could thus let in more of the breeze, which was soothing in quantity. Stella's bunk was in the perfect position: she was in the bottom bunk closest to the door, facing it directly so that her feet were pointed at it. She cracked open an eye and judged the distance: not more than fifteen feet, certainly, so range wouldn't be a problem. She laid there, studying it and its sturdiness and wondering if it would open or fly off its hinges if she delivered a swift blast of wind to it.
Probably the former, and her cabinmates wouldn't be too happy sleeping when the night got cold.
Blaze- Retired Staff Member <3
Number of posts : 3957
Registration date : 2012-03-15
It was time for Lucifer to feed her pet snakes, so she pushed open the door to the Titan cabin and walked to her bunk. She had the bottom bunk -- across from Stella, but really, if she wanted to switch, she could’ve. The cabin was empty, and there were lots of open bunks. There were bunks with stuff on them, but no one ever slept there. She wondered where the people went. She didn’t think they died; DTs were way stronger than the average demigod, and Lucifer couldn’t come up with one thing that could kill a demititan except...another, stronger demititan.
She still hadn’t unpacked her things. Everything, except for a few clothes and the snake food, was still in her bags. She didn’t really need to take them out either. Almost half of the days she’d been at camp, she was inside the cabin, sleeping, reminiscing, or being anti-social. Also, it was scorching outside. She was used to it, sure. California was still in a drought and stuff, but something about the camp discouraged her from going out.
During few days she left the cabin, she met a few people. Some were unknowing demigods who didn’t know who she was, and others were arrogant losers who failed to live up to what they said. So she put them in their place.
Stella’s training helped her quite a bit, too. They only had one total at the moment, but during those few hours, she learned how to wield her scythe and other weapons. The most important thing she gained from the training was more control over her powers. She had a little bit, obviously, because she was a demititan, but you could always improve.
She still hadn’t unpacked her things. Everything, except for a few clothes and the snake food, was still in her bags. She didn’t really need to take them out either. Almost half of the days she’d been at camp, she was inside the cabin, sleeping, reminiscing, or being anti-social. Also, it was scorching outside. She was used to it, sure. California was still in a drought and stuff, but something about the camp discouraged her from going out.
During few days she left the cabin, she met a few people. Some were unknowing demigods who didn’t know who she was, and others were arrogant losers who failed to live up to what they said. So she put them in their place.
Stella’s training helped her quite a bit, too. They only had one total at the moment, but during those few hours, she learned how to wield her scythe and other weapons. The most important thing she gained from the training was more control over her powers. She had a little bit, obviously, because she was a demititan, but you could always improve.
Milocross- 3 parts human, 1 part piano
Number of posts : 7772
Age : 25
Registration date : 2010-01-08
Although Wolfgang had been at camp for around a month, his bunk was still a mess. While his bags were still being lied across his bunk, he spent most of his time talking to fish in the lake. He was somewhat tired, after beating someone into unconsciousness just hours before. The other person started it, Wolfgang thought to himself. He didn't like starting fights, so he usually only hurt someone while they were attacking him first.
Walking into the cabin, the DemiTitan felt lonely. There was an incredible lack of people, and the empty bunks around the room saddened him, for this boy loved to socialize. He was pleased to see two girls in there towards the front of the room, after all, two friends is better than none.. Hoping they would be friendly, he approached them, hopping up on his bunk, which happened to be right above the girl with dark hair. "Hey girls, how you doing?" Wolfgang loved making new friends, and hopefully these DemiTitan girls weren't hostile. If they were, he'd leave them alone, but there was something different about them. He felt somewhat attached already, like he was mean to find them in this cabin, which made him all the more excited.
Walking into the cabin, the DemiTitan felt lonely. There was an incredible lack of people, and the empty bunks around the room saddened him, for this boy loved to socialize. He was pleased to see two girls in there towards the front of the room, after all, two friends is better than none.. Hoping they would be friendly, he approached them, hopping up on his bunk, which happened to be right above the girl with dark hair. "Hey girls, how you doing?" Wolfgang loved making new friends, and hopefully these DemiTitan girls weren't hostile. If they were, he'd leave them alone, but there was something different about them. He felt somewhat attached already, like he was mean to find them in this cabin, which made him all the more excited.
Kendall- Mr. Moseby
Majestic Unicorn Queen
Number of posts : 43512
Age : 2022
Registration date : 2008-09-13
And so, before Stella could execute her wind-kick and make the door fly off its hinges and into the unknown, the door swung open and let a brief breeze permeate through the area around the door -- and in walked Lucifer, her newest cabin-mate, making a beeline straight to her bunk across the daughter of Ouranos'. She laid there for a moment and watched her out of the corner of her eye, wondering briefly if she should try to pursue a conversation with the daughter of Styx....
Nah.
Turning her gaze back to the door, Stella watched the open doorway for a few moments before shutting her eyes again, breathing in deeply through her nose. Gods, human interaction was such a drag -- how does one decide to start a conversation? How does one keep it up? She didn't kn --
Footsteps. Purely out of reflex, her eyes opened as a boy with dark hair walked in through the doorway. For a brief second, she couldn't identify who he was: some schmuck coming back to challenge her? A messenger from the Underworld? A Jonas Brother? No, Stella's drowsy mind told her after a pause, it was that new Oceanus boy who had come to camp recently. He smiled at the two girls and asked them how they were doing, like they were old chums from way back instead of total strangers.
Sitting up, Stella rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Well, howdy stranger. Who might you be?"
Nah.
Turning her gaze back to the door, Stella watched the open doorway for a few moments before shutting her eyes again, breathing in deeply through her nose. Gods, human interaction was such a drag -- how does one decide to start a conversation? How does one keep it up? She didn't kn --
Footsteps. Purely out of reflex, her eyes opened as a boy with dark hair walked in through the doorway. For a brief second, she couldn't identify who he was: some schmuck coming back to challenge her? A messenger from the Underworld? A Jonas Brother? No, Stella's drowsy mind told her after a pause, it was that new Oceanus boy who had come to camp recently. He smiled at the two girls and asked them how they were doing, like they were old chums from way back instead of total strangers.
Sitting up, Stella rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Well, howdy stranger. Who might you be?"
Blaze- Retired Staff Member <3
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Registration date : 2012-03-15
Lucifer was so concentrated on sorting through her things and feeding her two snakes that she didn’t notice a figure climbing up her own bunk. Only when he spoke to her -- and Stella -- had she redirected her focus elsewhere.
She didn’t know who owned the bunk above her, but now she did. At first, she thought that since it was a boy, he would be a bother, but since she woke up so late in the day without disturbances in the past few days, she figured that it was alright. He probably would’ve been out of the cabin by the time she woke up; Same with everyone else. What a great way to meet new people… she thought to herself sarcastically.
She turned around and waited for Stella’s answer, as she didn’t really know what to say. She was okay, but at the same time, not okay. It confused her, really.
”Well, howdy stranger. Who might you be?” she heard Stella say. She decided not to say anything until the boy replied to Stella. Gave her more time to think, I suppose.
She didn’t know who owned the bunk above her, but now she did. At first, she thought that since it was a boy, he would be a bother, but since she woke up so late in the day without disturbances in the past few days, she figured that it was alright. He probably would’ve been out of the cabin by the time she woke up; Same with everyone else. What a great way to meet new people… she thought to herself sarcastically.
She turned around and waited for Stella’s answer, as she didn’t really know what to say. She was okay, but at the same time, not okay. It confused her, really.
”Well, howdy stranger. Who might you be?” she heard Stella say. She decided not to say anything until the boy replied to Stella. Gave her more time to think, I suppose.
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