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Who: Everyone at camp.
What: Apollo's sacred day.
Where: The ampitheater.
When: August 7, 8:30 PM.
Why: Apollo's at camp today, and as the god of music, he's holding a dance.

It was decided at the meeting of the summer gods, the Summer Solstice, but it took Apollo physically coming to the Big House and scolding Mr. D for being lazy and not putting up any fliers to actually get the god of wine to do it, a week in advance.

Apollo prides himself on being the god of just about everything - though Mr. D would say, out of the cocky god's earshot, that he's the god of everything nobody else wanted to be the god of. Because of this, he's always had a self-assured attitude which is sometimes hard to deal with.

Because of this, when he decided he was going to throw a dance for the demigods towards the end of the summer as a reward for accepting children of other pantheons into their Greek camp so well, most of the other gods decided to just let him have it rather than argue. (Considering that Hera and Zeus had gotten into three separate spats since the Solstice began, they'd all had enough godly screaming for one meeting.)

So at about 8:30 on the nose - since he's used to following a tight schedule on the sun chariot and he's excited about this, he'll be on time - a flaming, bright red Maserati drives up to the ampitheater. Apollo doesn't even have to lift a finger for the trunk to open, and speakers as well as state of the art DJ equipment rise up onto a platform. He waves his hand, and club music with a thumping bassline starts playing.

(Never say that Apollo doesn't like to make an entrance.)

Requests will be taken all night by Apollo, who will be manning the dj booth as well as making up freestyle haikus. He's one of the more amicable gods, especially to his kids, which he's hosted more of at Camp Half Blood and Camp Jupiter combined than any other god. He's charming and younger looking than most gods, with a cocky smile and sandy hair.
If you're a pretty girl, he might hit on you.

(Apologies in advance. He'd say old habits die hard because he's right. Sorry, Hunters of Artemis.)

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[Aw...she sort of has a soft spot for kids, especially the new campers. It's hard not to let her own smile grow, though she's a little concerned that Charlie's claiming Ep as his best friend.] I don't know if we're friends, really, but we know each other well enough. I've been here for years and she's been coming for a few summers, too.

[Hermione, he's going to stop you right there, but Ep is the coolest of all time. OF ALL TIME.

He really doesn't know any better.]

Yeah, it sounds like she's been here a lot! This is only my first time and this is like the coolest summer ever.

[Ohhh he'll learn. She's pretty certain of that.]

Cool's one word for it. [Because why bust the kid's bubble?] Eponine mentioned you were one of Apollo's. This must be even more exciting for you than anyone else.

It really, really is! [He pulls out a carefully folded square of paper from his jean's pockets, beaming.] I didn't even know I had two dads, but I do. I even wrote him a poem, I hope he likes it.

They always seem very pleased when their children focus on their given gifts. I'm sure he'll love it. [When he gets a break from being a DJ.] Did you show your siblings?

I really hope so -- I spent daaaays writing it. [The paper goes right back into his pocket after fiddling with a moment, glancing over at the DJ booth. Soon, Apollo. Soon.] Nah, I haven't showed them yet, but I kinda want make poems for all of them before I leave camp for the summer. I didn't know I had so many awesome brothers and sisters!

I think they'd enjoy that, too. I didn't know any of my siblings before I arrived at camp either but now it's hard to imagine time without them. You're only here for the summer? [It's a little odd for her when she meets summer campers versus year-rounders like herself.]

Yeah, but I'm gonna come back next year and the year after that and the year after that... [You get the picture.] I left my parents a note, but they're probably worried about me so I gotta go back.

Wait, you left them a note but you didn't tell them you were actually coming?

Well I told them I was gonna go to a camp for demigods and they didn't believe me, so I left them a note, yeah...

That's. [Well. That sure is a thing.] How did you find your way here?

Oh, I took the bus! This really, really nice nymph gave me directions and I used the last of my allowance for a ticket.

[Y E P]

[...oh my gods, Charlie. Hermione's not sure if she wants to laugh or cry because you sweet, kind of idiotic child. She's thinking back to how many monsters she and Ron encountered on their way to Camp but he looks pretty unscathed.]

You didn't have a Satyr on the bus with you?

Uh... I don't think so...

[No, there was totally one on the bus, but Charlie was too busy thinking, "OH EM GEE DEMIGOD CAMP I'M GOING TO MAKE FRIENDS AND DO ARTS AND CRAFTS YEEEAAAAH." Maybe accompanied by the mental image of himself dancing.

That's how his brain works.

Monsters were probably scared off by his positive energy, anyway.]