Camp Half-Blood: Next Generation

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  • Max nodded. "Thankfully." He said, smiling slightly.


    Rose stood up. "What happened?" She asked, confused.

  • Rose nodded. "Yeah... I just have a really bad headache." She said, softly.

  • Max seemed deep in thought.


    Rose looked around.

  • Max shrugged.


    Rose thought about it/

  • Username: Bounty Hunters
    Name: Ben Krease
    Age: 14
    Gender: male
    Godly parent: Zeus
    Mortal parent: Jessica Krease
    Personality: the normal average child of Zeus; stubborn, forceful, Short-tempered; can also be nice at certain times
    Appearance:

    Weapon(S): a Double-Sword that can act like his little "lightning bolt"

    Magical items: the weapon hilt from the weapon above; it starts as a hilt and the blades come out on both sides
    History(Optional): He was born in NYC and was raised by Jessica Krease. He went to private schools because of his temper that can easily break loose at other children. After a recent fight with a burglar he realized that somehow he could punch someone and a force wave seemed to blast them back. His mother explained his father was Zeus and at age 12 he was sent to Camp Half-Blood.
    Other: hm.....


  • Accepted.

  • Max paced around, silently. He sighed and punched a tree.


    Rose sat against a tree.

  • OOC: thanks, very active thread only yesterday and already 6 pages


    IC: Ben sat in his bunk

  • Max walked off.


    Rose sighed.

  • Aikaterine sat in the middle of the Hades cabin, having just cleaned up. She looked around the dreary cabin and sighed, she was lonely without any other cabin members. The dark haired girl got up and walked out of the cabin, at least there was a bright side, her Hellhound could live in the front of the cabin. She started rubbing the large dog cooing at him adoringly, "Who's the cutest monster that ever existed? You are!" Chance wagged his long tail and his red eyes glowed happily. She started walking away, "We're going on a walk. Let's go!" The black Hellhound trotted after her as she strolled through camp.