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halfbloodhill_logs2014-02-21 12:54 pm
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TALENT SHOW.
Who: Everyone!
What: The first Camp Half-Blood talent show.
Where: The Arena
When: February 21
After some delays, the camp wide talent show is finally set to go. Or, as Annabeth would call it, CHB Factor, complete with three guests judges to give critique a la the standard reality competition. In the arena is a big stage with the judges’ table off to the side, with seats for Juniper, Mr. D, and Tai. And technically only one of them is actually equipped to do any real judging, but the other two are around to keep the mood light. The performers have a backstage area to prepare themselves for an afternoon of entertainment, leave their instruments or other various props they might need during the show.
The Emcee of the evening is Gabriel Novak. (Much to Annabeth’s chagrin, though she did agree that he would be a more entertaining choice than, well, herself.) She also would like to thank Jason for the idea and Merlin for his rounding up efforts, particularly for a few “secret” performances on the way. This seems to be a good cross-pantheon effort and the excitement in the air is tangible. One can’t help but be proud of their community for coming together for both the good and the bad.
There will be a nice after party after the show, which includes the standard dinner set up buffet style in the middle of camp as well as a large chocolate fountain surrounded by fruits, cakes, and other things to dip into the melted sweet stuff.
Enjoy today, everyone. You deserve a break.
What: The first Camp Half-Blood talent show.
Where: The Arena
When: February 21
After some delays, the camp wide talent show is finally set to go. Or, as Annabeth would call it, CHB Factor, complete with three guests judges to give critique a la the standard reality competition. In the arena is a big stage with the judges’ table off to the side, with seats for Juniper, Mr. D, and Tai. And technically only one of them is actually equipped to do any real judging, but the other two are around to keep the mood light. The performers have a backstage area to prepare themselves for an afternoon of entertainment, leave their instruments or other various props they might need during the show.
The Emcee of the evening is Gabriel Novak. (Much to Annabeth’s chagrin, though she did agree that he would be a more entertaining choice than, well, herself.) She also would like to thank Jason for the idea and Merlin for his rounding up efforts, particularly for a few “secret” performances on the way. This seems to be a good cross-pantheon effort and the excitement in the air is tangible. One can’t help but be proud of their community for coming together for both the good and the bad.
There will be a nice after party after the show, which includes the standard dinner set up buffet style in the middle of camp as well as a large chocolate fountain surrounded by fruits, cakes, and other things to dip into the melted sweet stuff.
Enjoy today, everyone. You deserve a break.
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She's still humming when she spots Charlie sitting down, and promptly takes a seat next to him.]
Why was there an earthworm?
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[It was also a comparison to their tireless existence of wriggling ceaselessly through the earth. Or something. It was deep.]
I really liked your song! You have a really pretty voice!
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[The deepness of his metaphor was lost on her.
The compliment, however, makes her cheeks flush. She shakes her head quickly, nearly sending the barrette keeping her fringe back flying.]
S'not my song!
... Oh, um! Thanks!
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[Sigh. No one will ever understand the awesomeness of earthworms.]
But it was still pretty! ...Why is your face all red?
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[She sing songs the word, bouncing on the balls of her feet.]
My face isn't red!
[Pointing it out just makes her go redder, and Naomi's quick to try and hide behind her hands.]
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[He waves his arms like limp noodles to emphasis his point.]
It is too! It's even more red now!
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Stooop! You're not s'pose to tell someone when they're blushing!
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Okay... I dunno why you're not supposed to ask someone, though.
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[Have a matter-of-fact nod to go along with that.]
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