HALLOWEEN PARTY

[halfbloodhillmods]

Who: The entire camp!
What: Mr. D has moved up his festival of Apokries to coincide with Halloween! It's time to party! Where: All around the camp!
When: Thursday, October 31st
Why: Because, why not?

It was decided earlier in the month that to coincide with the holiday of Halloween, and to give campers a bit of fun after all this nonsense, that Mr. D would be holding his festival of Apokries early! As such the entire camp has been decked out in all sorts of spoooooky decorations.

It's as though a carnival has been set up over night, with music and food all around. There are satyrs and nymphs handing out candy at cabins (smarties for Athena, warheads for Ares, ect.) for any people wanting to trick or treat,  and campers running around in costumes. 

The ampitheatre has once again become a designated dancing spot, and Apollo might have returned to DJ, the arena miiiight have been transformed into a bit of a Haunted House (with special thanks to Hecate), and Demeter has set up a corn maze for campers to navigate through! 

It's time to have some fun! 

Comments

[commandertoolbelt]

Yeah, sounds like something the gods would love.

[ For all he knows, there's a god up there who's actually done that before. Weirdos. Still, he runs after her, stifling a laugh and putting on his most dramatically scared voice. ]

The Underworld! It's trying to trap us!

[clearasil]

[ Natalie bursts out laughing because her thoughts tend to run more along the lines of 'how awesome is this?' She can't believe that Hecate actually went through all the trouble of -- was that a Dementor? ]

No way. [ She says breathlessly as a cold settles around her. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ Okay, he knows it's chilly up here in October, but this? This is just unnatural. With a shiver, he looks around suspiciously, but nothing's coming out yet. ]

What?

[clearasil]

Ever heard of Dementors from that one series? [ Natalie mumbled, keeping her eyes fixed on the hallway in front of them. Technically nothing is here. It's all pure illusion, but this still sends a shiver down her spin. ]

They suck out your soul, and apparently one's right behind us.

[commandertoolbelt]

No joke?

[ He wagers a look behind them curiously. Those things are supposed to be super creepy. But still... nothing. Maybe he's not doing this being fooled by the Mist thing right. ]

Wouldn't it be scarier if they, like, jumped out at you or something? They just make the air cold and then drink your soul like a slushie?

[ He's asking for his soul be sucked out, and he knows it. Bring it on Dementor; he has fire on his side. ]

[clearasil]

Well, when you put it that way it's not that scary but.

[ Well, when it's looming over them like that and trying to pull her energy - it's probably a good thing that these don't exist in their world (hopefully), because she's pretty sure her mother would rule over them anyway.

What it is, however, is an excellent distraction, because when Natalie decides to pay attention, the ground has completely opened up by her feet with a steep drop waiting for them.]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ He's still looking for the thing when, still moving forward, but then he feels his foot a distinct lack of ground under his foot that jerks his attention ahead. He nearly stumbles off the side, giving him some really unappealing flashbacks to the Grand Canyon. There's a bit of undignified flailing and some cursing before he finally regains his balance and backs up a few steps to lean against a wall. ]

[clearasil]

I need to learn how to do that. [ Natalie breathes admiringly, leaning down to test the space. It feels like it's totally gone, but if she concentrates ... ]

It's just ground. [ She insists, flattening her palm against what looks like a pit of doom. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

...You sure? Because I'm pretty sure there was nothing there when I almost fell into it. And I have a history with fall off of things. I'd know.

[ Y'know, the magic thing has its high points, but there are some times when Leo finds it hard to buy into it. Notably when it manifests in literally sweeping the floor out from under his feet. ]

This isn't going to be an obstacle course on top of a haunted house, is it?

[clearasil]

[ It's her powers against her mother's but if she tries really hard, maybe she can turn it into whatever she wants. Or, rather, what she wants Leo to see.

It takes her a moment but as she kneels at the ledge, she closes her eyes and pictures the scene from where Leo stands, then a bridge forming across the way. No, no, not one of those unwieldy Indiana Jones type things. Something studier. ]

What do you see now?

[commandertoolbelt]

[ See, this is the magic he likes - magic that isn't out to kill him, or to make him think it's killing him.

...It helps that it's Natalie's magic. ]

Um. A bridge that we should probably cross before the rest of the floor mysteriously vanishes. You can go first, to make sure it's stable and all.

[ Chivalry is so dead. ]

[clearasil]

[ She rolls her eyes. ]

I'm glad you trust me.

[ Easily, but cautiously, Natalie moves forward. She starts slow, but her gait quickens and she proceeds with more confidence. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

I trust you! I just don't trust that. [ He nods at the abyss before following her over the bridge, testing his footing first. ]

[clearasil]

You can hold my hand if you want.

[ She grins at him over her shoulder, both her hands free. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ He makes a face at her. Walking faster, he strides past Natalie, determined to continue onward. ]

[clearasil]

[ She just shakes her head after him, not caring about getting to the other end first. What does concern her, however, is the quiet rumble behind her. Holding her breath, she hurries after him, just as her own illusion begins to disintegrate to reveal the pit again. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ He glances back at her with a grin, hardly noticing the bridge falling, or the rumble following them. But when he looks forward, he finds two red eyes watching him and stops suddenly with a yelp. ]

Your mom doesn't do things halfway, does she? [ He asks, gagging at the smell of foul breath on his face. ]

[clearasil]

Family trait.

[ Natalie can't help but snigger despite the gross smell filling her nostrils, making her eyes water. She reaches for his hand again for a little stability. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

But does she have to make it so realistic? [ He complains. ] She can't make this thing smell like roses, or candy corn?

[ It growls at him, obviously unsatisfied with that suggestion. He shrugs helplessly. ]

[clearasil]

Go big or go home. It won't bite.

[ She chuckles. ] I don't think a minty fresh beast would freak out other people. [ She narrows her eyes at the creature. He wasn't so big. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

We could ask if it wants a mint. I've got plenty. [ He pulls out the pack of mints from his belt, offering the whole thing to it. And it... actually took them. Now Leo's left surprised for a completely different reason than what he came here for. ]

[clearasil]

[ Her shoulders slump when her jaw drops. ] I have no idea what to expect in this place, man.

[commandertoolbelt]

[ Leo's trademark grin is back in a flash as the creature - a hellhound? Mrs. O'Leary never smelled that bad - took off running. ]

Awesome things, obviously.

[clearasil]

Maybe if we just gave all the Hellhounds breathmints and a little R-n-R, it might help their cause.

[ She still grins back at Leo before turning a corner, eager for the next happy haunt. Hopefully it will be less smelly. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ He follows her, grinning and ready to be scared for real. ]

I'd be in a bad mood, too, if my breath was that awful. That is truly terrifying.