Posts by annabelle leigh

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HEELNINJA is typing....

HEELNINJA: wait no ava that doesn't apply to wine right?
HEELNINJA: s2gods i will karma curse you no matter how hot you are.

HEELNINJA: also i'll share.

HEELNINJA is typing....

HEELNINJA: wait i thought i buried you thorne .[/fancypost]

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HEELNINJA: thorne stop it
HEELNINJA: you're killing me
HEELNINJA: omfg

HEELNINJA: i'm dead, i hope you're happy (laughing emoji)(gravestone emoji)(heart emoji)

HEELNINJA: you're like bad wine, thorne.
HEELNINJA: you smell awful and have bad taste, but i hate to throw you away (heart emoji)[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;]It all started with a cake.

Annabelle had been up early in the day to do some light reading before heading out to the training area for some morning exercises. By the time she headed back to the Poseidon Cabin and finished her shower, the demigod was craving something sweet. She had baked a cake the day before and had left it in the fridge to chill overnight. Nothing fancy, just a small, plain chocolate cake. As she retrieved the cake from the refrigerator, Annabelle thought something seemed off with the shape. And was the icing messier than before? Before she could consider it too much, Alex came walking in, fully made and dressed up.

"Hey babe," Alex greeted, yawning widely. "You're up early."

"Not really; it's nine o'clock, Alex." Annabelle laughed, setting the cake on the table and searching for a knife. "And what about you? You're all done up."

"I wake up this way sweetheart," Alex drawled, cherry red lips spreading into a smile. She eyed the cake with slight disgust before looking back at Annabelle. "Really? This early?"

"Well, I've been up for a while. I need something sweet - here's the knife! Really, did someone rearrange the kitchen?"

As Annabelle drew the elegant blade from its resting place, the world went silent. Almost as though in slow motion, the knife raised its head and proceeded to fulfill its sacred duty; and when it reached its destination....

This wasn't in the instructions, was Annabelle's initial reaction as the cake exploded. Someone had switched her cake out with one that had a balloon in it. Before she could even wonder who did it, she saw it.

The note.

It was nothing to other people, just a worn out piece of paper, but it told Annabelle who the culprit was; on it was light-saber, badly scribbled in red.

"DANIEL!" Annabelle yelled, and all of a sudden the world once more had sound and everything came to life. In the background, Alex had jumped back in order to avoid being splattered with chocolate. Annabelle tried to dodge as well, but she was right next to the source and so icing and pieces of cake hitting still managed to hit her. She could swear she heard laughing in the distance. Annabelle balled up a fist, feeling her revenge empowerment already at work.

The cake was a lie, and there was going to be hell to pay.

ooc(feel free to write as little as you want; this was the opening post so i wrote a lot. also, for anyone jumping in pleeease make your characters age and cabin clear, as it may end up being relevant)[/fancypost]

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HEELNINJA is typing...

HEELNINJA: oh my gODS DANAKIN I WILL KILL YOU.

HEELNINJA has logged off.[/fancypost]

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HEELNINJA: mhmm.
HEELNINJA: sweet red wine is the best wine
HEELNINJA: don't worry my lips are sealed (winky face)

HEELNINJA: and before tibbs says anything, no
HEELNINJA: i haven't killed anyone
HEELNINJA: YET[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300]Annabelle had unleashed her karma curse on Daniel, empowered by her motivation for revenge. Nothing too terrible would happen even with the boost, however; the deed wasn't that wicked and she at least knew it was meant to be a harmless prank. Still, her brother had made his more; now it was her turn.

Annabelle heard the patter of retreating footsteps and the slamming of the cabin door, and knew Dan had made his escape. But she also knew that he had left his phone behind and would want to come back to get it: a weak point. Annabelle made her move first, however, and ran to the room, leaving Alex behind to wonder what in the gods names was going.

She moved quickly, tripping by the door and almost literally rolling into Daniel's room. Annabelle scanned the area, on a timer before Danakin tried to come back, and spotted it on the ground by the bed. The girl made a beeline for the cellphone, scooping it up and already making plans. She couldn't risk going the way the other Nemesis demigod had gone; that was too risky.

Instead, Annabelle avoided him by skillfully jumping out the nearest window, though her landing was weak and she took a tumble. The phone stayed safe however; had Dan already messed with her luck? He should have been too scared for his phone. Annabelle didn't dwell on it for too long, the fall had already messed with her time. Covered in bits of cake and now dirt, she fled the scene to find a decent hiding place to mess with Danakin's social media.[/glow][/fancypost]

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[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24px; color: black;]

[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300] When Annabelle exited the Poseidon Cabin, the sun was beginning to set. The sky was admittedly beautiful, but she didn't have the time to gawk at it. What she was doing was waaaay more important - or, well, way too entertaining to pass up. As the demigod adjusted the straps on the bag she was carrying, she gave it one more long look before laughing. What was in this mysterious bag, you ponder? I bet you'll never guess the answer -- heels. That's right, high heels; high heels large enough to fit a teenage boy. What teenage boy would want to wear heels, you ask? Why, Kamden Foxx of course! Annabelle still couldn't believe his request, though on the other hand it seemed like something he might do.

When Kamden had first approached Annabelle in the training area and asked her to teach him how to fight in heels, well, she thought he had been joking. However, when he kept approaching in the days that followed, Annabelle realized that he actually wanted to try. So Annabelle told him that she would find a pair that fit his "huge gorilla feet" and teach him. It didn't take much searching to actually find a pair; Alex had high heels for many sizes, some he still wore and some he had grown out of. All Annabelle had to do was ask to borrow a pair and voila, heels to fit a nineteen year old boy. Alex had told her that he didn't care if they got ruined, and Annabelle could see why; they were hideously pink and frilly, though the heels were pretty basic, which was perfect for someone who had never worn high heels before.

They were supposed to meet on the beach, and Annabelle had to wonder why Kamden chose such a meeting place. After all, they were practicing fighting in high heels and a place like that would be difficult for a newbie. As it was, Annabelle navigated the sandy terrain skillfully and with ease, keeping an eye open for her protegee. She heard Kamden before she saw him, however; apparently, he had decided to put on a show for some naiads. Annabelle watched from afar for a bit as he danced around, quite terribly actually. If he hadn't been so hot, or the dancing so horribly amusing, nobody would applaud him like those naiads were. One of them noticed her now, a brunette, so Annabelle caught her eye and winked. The cute thing actually blushed, but before the demigod could do anything else Kamden noticed her. Holding the bag with the shoes above her head, the daughter of Nemesis greeted the son of Eros with a wave.

"So," Annabelle said with mock seriousness as she closed the distance between them. "I heard a pretty boy wanted a pair of heels. Where is he?"[/glow][/fancypost]

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[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300]Annabelle smirked and rolled her eyes as Kamden danced towards her, tapping her face on either side. "Watch where you put those hands," she warned suavely. "I bite." As he proceeded to correct her previous statement of being "cute", Annabelle couldn't help but laugh at his analogy.

"That actually explains a lot," the female demigod said, batting her eyelashes innocently. "After all, I prefer a sweeter menu." It was true too; no double-meaning had to be applied. The child of retribution simply did not like spicy foods, and preferring sweets and wine. Revenge is sweet, after all.

Annabelle watched with interest as the other teen took the bag from her hands. Though she kept a neutral expression, her eyes glinted knowingly and tried to refrain from laughing outright at his reaction. As she watch Kamden throw the shoe away as though it were a snake, however, she couldn't help the grin that lit up her features.

"Well now, you didn't have to be so rude to them," she mock-scolded. "Rule Three of the Heel Ninja Code: respect all heels, no matter color, size, or design." Annabelle cited the imaginary code confidently, as though off memory even though she had just now made it up. At Kamden's next comment Annabelle merely glanced down at her own heels, gracefully lifting a silver foot into the air.

"You think so? I suppose they are quite nice, what with their elegantly styled straps and glittery appearance - but that's besides the point. These beauties were graciously lent to us by Alex, so we can't be mean. Now, hurry up and get the other shoe. Chop chop," Annabelle chirped, clapping her hands twice to punctuate her sentence.

ooc; lol, annabelle's heels vs kamden's[/glow][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24px; color: black;]

[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300]Annabelle pursed her lips as though in thought. "I can't say I do," she casually fibbed, twirling a bronze ringlet and glancing away innocently. "Are you sure you didn't dream up that conversation?" When she felt the weight of his arm draped around her shoulders, Annabelle looked at Kamden and his smug expression sweetly. "Careful Kay, if you act too pleased with yourself you'll make me want to punch you. By the way, the shoe?"

At Kamden playful glare Annabelle's smile widened, maroon lips unveiling her pearly teeth. As the other demigod tromped along the sand, Annabelle noticed Viola walking towards them. Greeting her with a sincere smile, the witch's request caught her by surprise. "I don't see why not," she responded, laughing softly. "Just ignore Kamden; he'll try to mess you up if he sees you're doing better than him."

At the boy's terrible flirt for a greeting Annabelle's caramel eyes rolled on their own, a natural reaction upon hearing such pickup lines even when they weren't directed at her. Then she laughed, because this was Kamden and of course it was funny. "Don't you have a magical cell with every girls' number or something? I thought that was a thing with you." As she spoke, Annabelle took the other heel before dropping the bag on the sand. Then she tossed the pink thing at Kamden. "Here, pretty boy," she teased. "Put them on and try walking for now."[/glow][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24px; color: black;]

[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300]Annabelle easily cracked the phone's code, if it could even be called that. 6666? Really? So mature, Danakin. She shook her head, bronze ringlets brushing against her shoulders as she did. It was to be expected, however, and her first guess had actually literally been 1234. After she was in, she could hear Daniel calling for her in the distance, asking if they could talk. Sorry, bro. This is way too fun to pass up. Let's see, what can I do? Annabelle now smiled mischievously as she now opened up to her brother's various social media sites. Tumblr, facebook, instagram... oooh, the chatroom. Should I? Of course I should. Aaaand, SEND.

* * *

Two hours later, Annabelle had managed to sneak back into her room in the Poseidon Cabin. She had taken another shower, washing herself from dried cake bits and dirt. Just her luck that the hot water was out and she had to suffer through the cold, icy droplets that caressed her skin and soaked her hair. That hell was over now, however, and Annabelle turned to happier thoughts.

The phone, you ask? Ah yes, such good times, messing with Danakin's cell phone. First, the girl had changed every single profile picture, username, and background that Annabelle could get her hands on to reference every. single. cartoon and kid's show that she knew Danakin hated. And, oh yeah, she posted a lot of stuff on his feed, too. Nothing too horrible, just some lame quotes and pictures and status updates saying how lame he was, and that his sister Annabelle was a literal goddess and he just respected her so much.

Yeaaah, she sung her own praises on every chat and feed she could find, and even responded to some on her own phone. You should see some of the conversations she and "Dan" had. Some of them Annabelle simply responding to the flattery, others trying to "cheer him up" and "reassure him" that he wasn't that lame, even if he would never be as "amazing" as her.

Just, you know, little sister stuff. After she was done, Annabelle had left his phone hanging securely on a rope from a branch on a tree riiight outside his room in the Hades Cabin. It had taken forever to get it up there, what with her luck, but it was totally worth it. After all, Dan was sure to see it and boy would he have his own trouble getting it down! Not to mention Annabelle had set the phone to record and stream live to her own cellphone. If she wasn't afraid of the microwave exploding, Annabelle would have made some popcorn to go along with the show![/glow][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24px; color: black;]

[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300]Annabelle cruised down the road in her old blue ford truck, singing along to the radio as she scanned to area ahead. When she came to the familiar bend, she turned somewhat haphazardly to the left. Swearing mildly under her breath, Annabelle slowed down and parked herself at the roadside. Getting out the truck, she walked around the vehicle slowly, checking the tires for damage. When she didn't see anything wrong, she slipped back into the driver's seat and drove more carefully.

The reason for her caution, or perhaps over-protectiveness, was because this was the nineteen year old's first, very own car. This time during her visit with her father, Annabelle had managed to convince him to buy her the old truck she had found for sale. Then they fixed it up together, and she even gave it it's new blue paint job. No longer did Annabelle have to rely on rentals or borrow someone else's; no long did she have to endure riding with her brother Matthew as they nagged on each other's driving skills. Yes, this her very own truck, and she wasn't going to let anything happen to it.

Eventually, Annabelle came to the camp's "designated" parking lot, and she saw that other campers had already gotten there before her. As she drove closer, however, caramel eyes widened as they spotted a Lamborghini in the secluded area. Who would - oh wait, that's right. Annabelle rolled her eyes and shook her head, bronze ringlets swaying back and forth from her ponytail. She had almost forgotten that Kamden liked to drive his flashy, fast cars to camp. Making a split-second decision, Annabelle slowed down and skillfully took a spot in front of the car.

Feeling satisfied, the demigod parked the truck and grabbed her keys. Opening the door, Annabelle slipped out the driver's seat and closed the door. After she grabbed her duffel bags from the back, she double-checked all the windows and made certain all the doors were locked. Then, with a smile, Annabelle made the trek to the bridge. As she crossed over, her blue heels soon clicked over stone instead of old wood. Finally, after a few months visiting her family, the Nemesis demigod was back home.

After walking into the camp, Annabelle soon spotted many familiar faces, including Ava and Kamden. A mischievous grin alighting her features, she waved the two down. "Hey, Ava!" Annabelle called, closing the distance between them. "How are things?" The teen asked, eyes flashing excitedly before giving her own report. "I finally got my own car while I was gone. An old Ford truck - I painted it blue." That was when she turned her attention to Kamden. "Oh, and hey Kay. I'm pretty sure I saw your car parked nearby; I parked in front of it. I hope you don't mind."[/glow][/fancypost]

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[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300] "Scratch it? Of course not, I would never do that to my baby," Annabelle asserted, placing a hand on her chest as though aghast at the prospect of scratching her truck's new paint against Kamden's car. When Kamden suggested a picnic, Annabelle dropped her hand and rolled her eyes, grinning. The demigod waited for the other teen to stop laughing before replying. "A picnic sounds nice, Kay. How about you tell me aaaall you're least favorite foods and I'll whip something up?"

At the mention of a bonfire, Annabelle turned back to Ava with glee. "Bonfire party? I'm in! Just tell me where you need me and baby blue and we'll be there." Suddenly, Kamden's name was called and their group of three morphed into a circle of four. The new arrival was Aegus, whom despite Kamden's greeting seemed tired or something. Shrugging inwardly, Annabelle greeted Kay's friend with a smile and friendly wink.

The Nemesis demigod listed with interest as Ava came up with a proposition for the "matchmakers", glancing at the two girls in question. She stayed quiet as the whole thing unfolded, a smile playing on her lips the entire time. Kamden seemed excited at the offer, and you could practically hear the wheels turning in his head. Then the hug between the two girls came, and it appeared Kamden and Aegus wouldn't be needed after all.

"Too bad, Kay. You'll still have to work like the rest of us," Annabelle teased, reaching for her bags. She intended to excuse herself to put them away when a familiar witch came walking over. Leaving her bags on the ground, Annabelle smiled widely at Viola, returning the girl's hug. She laughed at the other girl's straightforwardness. She waited for Ava to finish speaking first as she answered Viola's question before responding. "I've been great, V. Speaking of which, I haven't said hi to Danakin yet. Anyone know where he is?"

However, before Annabelle could hear a reply, Ava called over Jackson. As the Zeus demigod stalked over, he brought a sky-full of tension with him. The Nemesis demigod's entire body language changed in an instance as a response, demeanor going from relaxed to defensive in a second. It was a temporary change however, and Annabelle forced herself to relax a moment later as she decided to laugh it off.

"Damn Jackson, get a room. I can practically feel the sexual tension between you and Ava." She laughed airily, giving the other teen a look. As far as Annabelle was aware, Jackson was normally a very kind person. It seemed to be only around Ava that he reacted this aggressively. "Anyway, I have to drop my bags off at the cabin." Picking up her bags, Annabelle gave a smile as she walked off, calling out over her shoulder, "Just tell me when you need my truck, okay Ava?"[/glow][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24px; color: black;]

[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300] Annabelle hadn't been walking five minutes when she heard a familiar voice. Her first reaction was a wide smile, however when she registered the words a frown touched her lips. Dorkbutt? Great, I've traded in one annoying brother for another, the Nemesis demigod thought, spinning on her heels to confront the approaching figure. "Who are you calling names, Danakin? I swear I will send you flying to the Hades Cabin." Though the younger girl sounded severe, her caramel brown eyes were sparkling.

There was a moment of silence on her end before a laugh bubbled forth from her maroon lips. Giving her older half-brother a brief hug, Annabelle motioned towards the Poseidon Cabin. "I was just about to toss my bags in my room. How about we both put our stuff away and catch up later?" The girl suggested, thinking about places they could meet each other afterwards. "Mess Hall or Gazebo? Your pick."

Annabelle waited for Daniel's response before nodding, smile widening. "Got it, meet you there!" As they parted, Annabelle walked with new purpose to the Poseidon Cabin. She greeted her fellow cabin mates with quick smiles and casual "hellos", passing several rooms before reaching her own. With a small click she opened her door, taking a deep breath as she finally returned "home".

Taking a quick glance around, Annabelle decided she needed to repaint the pale yellow walls, a thought that often crossed her mind but had never actually taken action on. Rather than painting a room, Annabelle was more keen on studying and training, room decor always managing to slip her mind. Who knows, maybe this year she would actually remember to pick out a new color.

Placing her bags on her bed, Annabelle didn't bother to pick up her things now. That would be for later, after the excitement of the first day back died down. Besides, no one would dare steal from a Nemesis demigod, especially Annabelle. Despite her relaxed demeanor, she was a fighter and almost everyone who knew her was aware of that fact. Not to mention that with Annabelle's particular "skill set", she would be able to find the culprit almost immediately and, well, it wasn't a good idea to get on her bad side.

Closing the door firmly on her way out, the demigod headed towards the meeting place with Daniel. Blue heels clicked steadily as she walked, finally freed from the weight of her bags. Eyes scanning the area for the sight of bright red hair, Annabelle decided to take a seat while waiting for Daniel. During this time her ponytail had come loose, so the teen adjusted it with quick hands. Mind wandering, a smirk played on her lips. I wonder if Danakin will let me dye his hair neon pink.[/glow][/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: left; font-family: georgia; font-size: 24px; color: black;]

[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300] Annabelle laughed out loud at Kamden's statement. "If you say so, Kay. And I must say, you look absolutely gorgeous in those heels." Her eyes sparkled in amusement as she watched him wobble to and fro, her smirk widening into a beautiful grin. At Kamden's declaration, Annabelle allowed thoughtful silence passed before she spoke again. "You know what? You actually look kind of adorable, in that newborn foal kind of way. There may be hope for you yet!"

"And since you're such a natural, how about running five laps in the sand? It'll do wonders for your calves," Annabelle winked, wondering how long Kamden would last. How much time would pass until he started complaining about how his feet hurt? While she didn't think he would completely give up, it would be fun to watch him whine.

Turning back to Viola, Annabelle thought about a way to include the other girl. "How good are you at sports? Are you better at offense or defense?" The Nemesis demigod questioned, trying to get a feel on how active Viola was in that area. Still, Annabelle thought she knew the answer to those questions. After all, the daughter of Hecate preferred spells over direct combat. "If you mainly use magic, how much do you train physically? I can teach you self-defense methods, but you need to have the physical stamina for it." [/glow][/fancypost]

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[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#0000; border: 0px double; border-radius: 0px; bordercolor=#000; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family: georgia; color: gold;][glow=black,2,300]Annabelle | Nemesis

shh. it's gone.[/glow][/fancypost]

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girl make that clearer in the first post xD

omg annabelle would screw with his so bad. she would make his profile pic be him in ugly heels.[/fancypost]