Posts by Angry Scissors

Can I join SnowClan?

(OOC: Can I just jump right in as your sibling?)

Josephine (insert whatever your last name is.)

Josephine plopped down next to her brother, Aaron, at the dinner table with her plate. "Nice girlfriend," she teased.

Josephine's brilliant pale blue eyes scanned her plate for the best piece of food she could offer. Sure enough, she spotted a juicy piece of crispy chicken, which she tossed in the fire as an offering to Poseidon.
OCC: Remington sounds good. Josephine Remington.

OOC: Whoops! Bad habit of mine, I keep writing OCC instead of OOC.

After sacrificing her finest piece of food to her godly parent, Josephine went off straight away to gobbling up her meal. Serving her favorites, it only took a matter of minutes 'till her dinner was completed and her plate was empty. Then, it was off to bed.
OOC: I've g2g. I'll see you guys tomorrow. Bye!

Josephine flashed Aaron a dazzling white smile. "It's the truth!" she teased.

Josephine (daughter of Poseidon) sat with her back leaning against a tree, sweat encrusted and tired from the day's work at the archery range. She fiddled with her bowstring as she gazed up at the aurora of colors the setting sun casted against the evening sky. Two pegasi silhouettes whisped through the air against the sunset. "Odd," she murmured to herself, "it's past the curfew for that."

OOC: I'm a girl for the record, but your friend is a him, so therefore I am rping as a him.

Scott hoisted himself up with the last of his upper body strength. Sweat encrusted, tired, and losing precious blood by the minute, it was only a matter of time before he died. But, he had to make an effort. His family relied on his superior hunting skills and job pay to keep them alive, and without his support they were all dead. This gave him a newfound determination and confidence to make it out of the arena alive, despite his poor condition. He hoisted his over pack of his shoulder, and Scott was off to win this thing.

Josephine appeared around the corner of the open stable door, in front of Aaron. "I'd like to inform you it's past curfew," she said as she stared at the two with her electrifying blue eyes, tapping at her watch strapped around her wrist.

After dinner, Josephine hoisted herself on top of the cabin roof where she overlooked the lake from her perch. A perfect circular moon hung in the sky as it casted its soft ivory light over the water. She noticed Aaron with his girlfriend Kiomi, a Nemesis girl, walking towards the body of water. "Kissies, huggies, and moonlit walks don't exactly say 'we're just friends'!" she thought. It was pretty obvious.

Josephine, bow hanging by her side, returned back to the Poseidon cabin, where she hoisted herself onto her bunk. She thought about the incident at the pegasi stables, where the two newbies flew past curfew. "I'll tell Chiron about that tomorrow," she reminded herself as she closed her eyes and sleep overtook her.

"Mirage.." he murmured as his eyes fluttered open, "where are we?" Then it all came flooding back to him in one big blur. Volunteering, being transported to the Capitol, training, interview, gong, and then here. "Thank you," he said, as he struggled to hoist himself to his feet with his bad shoulder and scarred knee.

"You've got a burn.." he said. Scott unzipped his pack and pulled out a container, much similar to a portable water bottle, which held a liquid medicine. He stroked two fingers in and lightly stroked it across her wound. Instantly, the burn began to heal.
OOC: Going for the night. Bye!

Josephine's pale blue eyes fluttered open as she instinctively grabbed her dagger. The noise had startled her deeply. Painful memories came flooding back to her in one big blur. Then, she groaned. "You scared me you-! Go back to sleep! she yelled, throwing her pillow over her head.

Kassandra stalked Fawn with wild green eyes. Adrenaline pulsed through her muscles, eager to kill. She had been tracking the tribute for days now, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. Now, with the girl injured and stung, it was the time.

Josephine's sapphire irises scanned the clearing. She was an older camper, sent to find a search team that had not returned yet after they had been sent to find a newly discovered demigod. She recognized a hydra, and instinctively drew her bowstring, aimed, and fired. The monster bellowed one last fireball, then it withered away into a pile of dust.

Kassandra burst out from the bushes in a one woman stampede, wielding her blood stained silver axe by her side. Her emotionless and cold eyes focused on her target, like a wildcat hunting its prey. She prepared to slice.

Scott rushed to aide the collapsed girl. She appeared to have been caught in some type of fire, by the look of her burns. Scott pulled out the same container he used to heal Mirage, and dapped the medicine across the wounds. Then, he picked her up and brought her over to the little "camp" the two friends had set up.