MISCHIEF NIGHT

[halfbloodhillmods]

Who: Anyone who wants to be mischievous on this the eve of Halloween.
What: It's time to run around the camp, sneaking around and causing a bit of chaos.
Where: All over camp.
When: Backdated to the evening of October 30th
Why: Because it is an American tradition... In some parts.

The sun has long since set, your fellow campers have gone to bed. Do you know what that means? It means it's time to sneak out with your paper towel rolls and anything else you can find to cause a little mayhem. Tomorrow morning campers might awake with their cabins teepee'd among other things.

Just be mindful of the harpies! And make sure things can be cleaned up in 24 hours or else punishments will occur! As will any pranks not in accordance to camp rules. So try not to get caught!

Comments

[excusing]

[ Someone call for mischief?

Heather's in all black, ripped jeans and all, with a hood pulled over her blonde hair and a black and pink scarf around her neck that she can pull around her face.

She doesn't have the traditional goods this time. In her tote bag is a bunch of pink and black streamers and fuchsia glitter spray that can easily be blown off. She doesn't want to make the camp ugly, just give it a little extra swag. ]

[angeliaforos]

[See, the thing is that Gabriel pretty much knows that everybody will expect him to go out tonight, and usually he likes to do the unexpected. But this is Goosey Night. This is where he thrives.

A voice rings out from behind her, almost like a whisper.]

Was hoping you'd show up tonight.

[excusing]

Why didn't you just ask instead of hoping?

[ Come on, she can't be the assertive one all the time. Heather stands with her hands on her hips, one hip jutted out. Where are the others? ]

[renegadehero]

[So if there's one thing Sojourner's learned it's that if you put a bunch of teenagers together on a night dedicated to mischief then there are bound to be some getting themselves into all sorts of trouble.

What does that mean? That means that even at camp Sojourner has geared up and is sneaking out of the Nike Cabin, dressed in worn timberland boots, a body suit (with protective armor sewed in), hair tucked into a white wig (out of habit) and her goggles over her eyes. It's weird to be in uniform while at camp, but old habits die hard.

With a quick prayer to her mother for luck Sojou- Sparrow heads out for a night of keeping kids from being eaten by harpies and breaking too many rules.

[toeverywhere]

[Okay, not a side-kick. A khaleesi partner in crime-stopping. Elizabeth had been on her own patrols when she saw someone duck out of Nike cabin, and it didn't take too much for her to figure out what was going on.

Ducking back into Artemis cabin, she returned a few moments later in a uniform of her own. Black pants, silver belt, and her silver bow and arrow over her shoulders, Elizabeth had tossed on a white-and-silver leather jacket and quickly drawn on a mask.

Keeping an eye on Sparrow, Elizabeth waits for her moment before she disappears into the shadows, appearing a few moments later next to her. Keeping low, she grins up.] Y'gotta wonder if it's the other campers or the camp we're protecting more tonight.

[Meet your new partner, Sparrow. You can call her Lamb.]</small.

[renegadehero]

[Holy Hunting Horn Batman! Where did you come from!?

Sparrow comes to a halt when her new partner appears, blinking. Huh? Another vigilante goes to camp or-

Wait. She grins recognizing a Hunter's gear. Elizabeth that you?]

Bit of both I reckon.

[And out of habit she ends up speaking in a Jamaican accent, hopping back a step with a giggle.]

Just who're you?

[toeverywhere]

[Yes, yes it is.]

You can call me Lamb.

[It's a call-back to her role back in Columbia, and the one that weirdly fits the best. But here, she's taking the name given to her by her father and turning it into something that was hers.]

And who's my partner for this evening, hmm?

[renegadehero]

[Coolest. Hunter. Ever.]

Nice to meet'cha. Names Sparrow.

[A play on Dad's nickname for her - little bird.]

[toeverywhere]

[Damn straight she is.]

Pleasure, Sparrow. I like the accent.

[She winks beneath her mask.] What's the low-down on tonight?

[renegadehero]

Gotta keep folks guessing, don't I?

[Plus, y'know, her police officer of a father.

Planting her hands on her hips she cranes her head back, then leans in to talk to Lamb.]

Well, it's mischief night which means our fellow campers will be makin' spectacles of themselves and camp. So we should probably keep an eye out, make sure they don't get eaten by harpies and keep them from wreckin' the camp too much.

[toeverywhere]

Spoken like Batman himself.

[Lamb nods, casting a glance towards the camp grounds below them.] Well. This is going to be fun. And we certainly don't want them to hurt each other. Someone should give the harpies a night off.

[renegadehero]

I try.

[She gives a little wink that can't really be seen because, well, goggles.]

You're right, even the harpies deserve a night off once in a while.

[Oh no, Lamb you've put a thought in her mind...]

[toeverywhere]

Well, I think we're just the right sort of heroes to give them their night off. Whaddya say?

[renegadehero]

I say let's get a move on! They probably got the jump on us!

[She gives Lamb a grin, and then is running forward, jumping off a pile of rocks and doing a flip.

That may have been a bit of showing off, but Sparrow can't help it. It's been a long time since she's gone on a patrol.]