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Entry tags:
- alcuin delauney [kushiel's legacy],
- apollo [pjo],
- charles miller [oc],
- courfeyrac [les miserables],
- dave strider [homestuck],
- dionysus [pjo],
- eponine thenardier [les miserables],
- heather o'toole [american idiot],
- hermione granger [harry potter],
- jean prouvaire [les miserables],
- john egbert [homestuck],
- johnny mason [american idiot],
- leo valdez [pjo],
- margot sullivan [oc],
- maya matlin [degrassi],
- naomi mikano [original character],
- natalie goodman [next to normal],
- sadie kane [the kane chronicles],
- ventus bradford [kingdom hearts]
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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.)
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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We had it covered. Or, uh, he did,
[ But the annoyed expression doesn't last long when she casts another glance at Leo, looking like a wet cat., and Natalie snorts, covering her nose with the outside of her wrist. ]
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[Still, he's a nice guy, so before he says anything he'll reach in front of him and make a pulling gesture, calling the water and assorted liquids back to him. The droplets pull out of Leo and Nat's clothes and hair, collecting in a stream that he lets fall harmlessly into the dirt next to him.]
You were on fire. What the hell?
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He settles for just pointing a finger at Natalie. ]
Her fault.
[ He'll probably suffer for this later. ]
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No way. I can cause major damage but that was so not mine. [ Her glare burns into Leo instead and she gets to her feet, pointing at him accusingly. ]
Let it be known, he kissed me first!
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Wait a minute, you kissed?
[He's heard of hot kisses before but this is ridiculous!]
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I did not! You remember the other day? You kissed me!
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[ She looks sharply at Percy even though he has little to do with that. ] I had no time to set him on fire. It just -- happened.
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[...He's just gonna stare at them for a moment, then shakes his head.]
Even for Camp that's a new one.
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We're not -
[ Stopping, he looks back at Nat uncertainly. To be honest, Leo's not sure what they are anymore, but he sighs. ]
You had to do it here, didn't you.
[ Hope Dany's doing better than he is... ]
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Um, thanks for throwing drinks on him - us. We should probably finish what we were talking about? Or just hide separately.
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Try not to stumble into any of the torches again, or whatever happened. I'll just go... away. Over there. Other side of the pavilion. For the rest of the night. Have fun.
[And indeed he'll start to make his way back to Annabeth. But he'll be keeping an eye on the two of you...]
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Looking at Natalie, he points in a random direction... away from the pavilion. ]
We should... probably go, too.
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Anyway, she hadn't planned on staying long. They had their dance, and it was far more interesting than a slow one. ]
The lake? Sure. Just don't make googly eyes at the nymphs with me around. [ A somewhat possessive comment? Maybe. ]
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The comment sends a thrill through him, and he has the decency to look offended. ]
You kidding? I've nearly drowned enough for one night.
[ His tone is dry, but he's almost smiling again. ]
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You could just dry yourself off, if that's the case.
[ But she's not that cruel to send him into the lake or anything like that. ]
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[ Been there, done that, got sand in his mouth from it. It's not an experience he cares to relive, even if the nymphs are cute. ]
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