Posts by Silkmoon

OOC: Hahaha, yes, I know how to play on an Xbox. :P

IC: "These aren't even in order!" He complained, prodding the A, B, X and Y buttons on the controller. "Whoever invented this was clearly either dyslexic or not very bright."

The girl stuck out her hand. "Mallorie, but almost everybody calls me Mo." She shot a pointed look at Wen, who stuck his hands in his pockets and looked around innocently.

"I hope he hasn't been freaking you out," She continued, "He does that to most people."

"I don't dance." Said End quickly, apparently forgetting that he'd been attending a masquerade ball not two hours ago.

Wen looked away sheepishly and the corner of Mo's mouth went up as she shook Annie-Belle's hand. "Maybe you would prefer if I took you over from here." She said.

End frowned, as if that thought hadn't quite occurred to him yet. "Well... have to do something.." He muttered sheepishly. "And besides, there was food."

"Don't say that," said Alfie half-seriously to Chloe, "Whenever somebody says something like that something bad always happens."

Dimitri shouldered his backpack and turned to Joe, opening his mouth so he could offer to carry her luggage, but quickly shut it again-- suddenly seeming to realize what an awkward suggestion that was, and he quickly pretended he'd hadn't started to say something.

OOC: So... timeskip to when they find Mary? :)

"I am following you," he insisted, running his virtual soldier into another wall.

"Let me take you to him." Mo chirped and looped her arm through Ana's, dragging her toward the main house. She threw a glare over her shoulder at Wen and called, "Don't think I've forgotten about this! I'll be coming back to bite your head off later!"

I'mma join, if you like. :)

Name: Dimitri
·Age: 18
Gender: Male
Looks: He is an average height, dark haired with green eyes and he is fairly well built. His token is a woven yarn bracelet made for him by his younger sister Jo.
District: 4 (Fishing district)
Other: He has been deaf in his left ear since an incident where he almost drowned at age four.

OOC: That's okay! ^_^ Hey, did you want to play the other tribute for District 4, and I'll play the boy tribute for District 12?

IC: Dimitri stepped up onto the Tribute stage stony-faced, determined not to let his inner panic show through. Two Peace Keepers stood on either side of him and nudged him to the back, toward the room reserved for good-byes.

"Dimitri!" Someone in the crowd screamed, and he turned back to see Jo standing there with tear-tracks down her face for a split-second before the Peace Keepers closed the door, shutting her out of sight.

"Endimion Rasher!"

With shaking legs, the pale, thin young man climbed up onto the platform and stood awkwardly next to the Capitol official calling out names. He shuffled his feet and fiddled with his pockets, unsure what he was supposed to do, but in a moment he was roughly taken by the arm and marched into a back room.

OOC: Hi. :) He's from District 4, is that okay?

OOC: Awesome. :)

IC: Dimitri sank into an armchair in the middle of the room, letting his head rest in his hands. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat; to come to grips with the fact that he had just been reaped for the Hunger Games-- that he had just been chosen to die.

The door creaked open and he hastily jumped to his feet, only to be tackled back into the armchair a split-second later. Jo's face was buried in his shirt.

"Dimitri..." she half-sobbed. He clumsily stroked her head and looked up helplessly at his mother, who was standing in the doorway, clearly holding back tears.

Jo lifted her head to give him her fiercest glare. "Don't you dare die," She demanded. "Don't you even think about it."
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"Alfredo Cassani!"

The small, dark and curly-haired boy slowly made his way up toward the District 12 platform, his legs trembling so badly that he fell face-first onto the stage. Blushing furiously, he scrambled to his feet and was led away by the PeaceKeepers.

I'm feeling free to jump in. :P

Japheth Garret sat at the edge of the woods, whittling and whistling and talking to himself-- or at least, to the untrained eye it looked like he was talking to himself. It was easy to miss the small, slightly green-tinted young girl lying in the grass next to him, swinging her feet in the air and only half-listening to him speak.

"I thought it'd be done by now," He was rambling pleasantly to the little nymph, "But I guess it's a good thing it's a strong wood..."

OOC: Would you rather Japheth and Quinn already knew each other or no?

OOC: Sorry about the wait! D:

The wood nymph suddenly perked up, staring at a nearby clump of woods. Japheth looked up curiously, pausing his monologue for a moment. "What?" He asked.

"There's somebody over there." She said in a fearful whisper.

Japheth set his whittling aside, standing up while the nymph tried to discreetly flatten herself in the grass like a frightened rabbit.

"Stay here," He said, moving toward the trees and trying to fight off a smile. "I'll check."

OOC: Do you want to play the girl from District 4 and I'll play the male for 12?

Would you like another? :)

YAY! Well, lessee.... There's three of us, so how's about a group of three demigods, maybe ones who haven't been to camp yet? Any ideas?

I'mma join as soon as some good characters pop into my brain :P

Name- Jonah Bell

Age- 15

Species or divine parent- Demigod, son of Fortuna

Gender- Male

Greek or Roman- Roman

Appearance- Jonah is rather short for his age, and also rather scrawny. His skin is a darker tone, and his hair is short, chocolate brown and sticks up at awkward angles, giving it the appearance of rarely being combed. His eyes are dark and expressive, and his face tends to color when he's feeling strong emotions.

Personality- Outwardly Jonah is a silly and joking sort of person, although he has times when he can be very serious. He doesn't much like to share his inner thoughts, although every now and then they just waltz out of his mouth without him meaning to.

History- His father died of a heart attack when he was 12. He's been bouncing around foster homes since last year, when he hitched a ride with a bunch of neighborhood teens going to San Francisco and found his way to Camp Jupiter. The rules and atmosphere of the camp made him uncomfortable, so he left and soon after came upon the Guardians.

Weapon- double-sided spear

Any superpowers- Mild Tychokinesis

Anything about romance- He's a shameless flirt, but only in a light, humorous way. He's not particularly interested in anyone yet, but if he was, you would most likely know because he is terrible at hiding that kind of thing.

Other- Ah, yes! The scalene triangle. It's um, beautiful. :P