TALENT SHOW.

[halfbloodhillmods]

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.

Comments

[deathdiduspart]

[Nico is staying at the Hades table. He's not going to go over to any other tables because he's stubborn and not a social butterfly. ...Well, okay, the Demeter kids can (read: most likely will) convince him to sit at theirs, but otherwise he's staying right here.

In fairness, he's not going to shoo anybody away from the Hades table. Unless they're being annoying.]

[cavalrys]

[Nico, you are REQUIRED to be sociable. Seriously. At least, talk to Hazel. You have no excuse to ignore your darling sister. She sits down next to him with a plate loaded with chocolate and all sorts of things covered in it.]

They said this is fondue? Why don't we just call it delicious?

[deathdiduspart]

[But he doesn't wanna, Hazel, it's too hard! He has to grin at that.]

I can agree with the change in name. I think there's also a cheese fondue and a meat cooked in oil fondue.

[cavalrys]

[Well now you have a sister who is just going to make your life difficult unless you do, Nico. Deal with it. She's worse than the Demeter boys.]

Oh my goodness, are you kidding me? That sounds amazing!

[deathdiduspart]

[It's true, she is. Nico loves her anyway.]

I haven't had any, but it definitely sounds good. We'll have to see if we can treat ourselves to some fondue at a restaurant or something.

[cavalrys]

Leo said there was a barrier, so we can't go anywhere.

I want to see New York City.

[deathdiduspart]

Not yet, but I can't see Chiron keeping it up for a long time. We have a camp full of headstrong teenagers, after all.

[He nods and smiles.]

We'll have to plan a tour of the city. Percy knows it like the back of his hand, so we could ask him to be our tour guide. I don't really know New York as much as I should.

[A hidden part of Nico is actually surprised when bringing up Percy doesn't send a pang of bitterness right through his heart, and just feels natural. Like talking about a friend. He's going to need to take a long introspection on this when he has a moment of alone time.]

[cavalrys]

I hope he doesn't. I'm glad it's to keep us safe, but... Now that I've seen some parts of this world? I want to see more. And maybe understand technology, just a little bit.

[SOME OF IT (most of it) was terrifying, okay?]

Of course! I'd love it if he took us. [She's a fan of Percy, whoops.] He can take us to all the good restaurants, maybe! Oh and I want to see museums! And the subways!

[deathdiduspart]

I can understand that.

[It's okay, sis, he gets the technology thing.

Hazel, please join the Percy Fan Club. You get an honorary blazer upon becoming a member and a blue cookie.]

I think most cities have museums and subways in abundance. Let's talk with him at some point to plan a day for that.

[Who cares that two children of Pluto/Hades and a son of Poseidon are going out into the mortal world together? Nobody at all.]

[cavalrys]

[She won't tell anyone you're the leader of the club, Nico. Promise.]

Still! This is New York City! D'you think we could see a Broadway show? Is Porgy and Bess still running? Or- or! Anything Goes?

[deathdiduspart]

[What no he's not leader, that's totally Annabeth.

Nico actually looks interested in that.]

Good question. I haven't checked, but we should definitely see what shows are playing on Broadway. Or if there are any future shows we'd like to see.

[cavalrys]

[Her Broadway knowledge is really limited to stuff that opened before her death. Understandably. She used to listen to the records and dance around her living room. When she wasn't Heddy Lamar, it was fun to be Annie Oakley and tell Sammy that anything he could do, she could do better.]

We'll make it happen. What was that song the blonde girl was singing? The one who wasn't wearing a shirt? [That was Cosette. With Courfeyrac. And it was A Whole New World] Is that a show?

[moointhedark]

[Pretty to meet the most annoying social butterfly ever. Charlie is using the whole sit where you like thing to sit at each table. Each and every one.]

Hi! I'm Charlie. What'd you think of the talent show? Wasn't it awesome? Everyone was so good and it was the best thing ever!

[Everything he says is rushed and hurried, and he has a huge smile plastered on his face. He's also still dressed like a tree from his poetry reading.

Without a pause, he adds:] Want a strawberry? I grabbed too many.

[deathdiduspart]

[Who gave this kid sugar? Nico used to talk a mile a minute, so he doesn't have much trouble keeping up with Charlie. The only thing he's having trouble with is why is this kid here?]

...I'm Nico. It was interesting. There's a lot of talent among the pantheons. And no thank you, I'm good on food.

[moointhedark]

[Whoever let him have this much sugar needs to be sent straight to Tartarus.]

I didn't know there were a lot of talented people here. Did you do something? I don't think I saw you up there!

[wordtechgodhood]

[Hi, Nico! Have one (1) Dave Strider casually draped over the back of your chair.]

Hey, bro. Are you brooding again?

[Does this count as annoying?]

[deathdiduspart]

[A smile twitches on Nico's lips.]

I don't brood, Dave.

[Honestly, he welcomes the distraction. After his argument with Percy, he hasn't been...well. Hasn't been feeling much like himself.]

[wordtechgodhood]

[Snrk.]

Like hell you don't. If you were any broodier, people would be swooning as you passed by.

[Wait, didn't he hear that line in a game somewhere?]

I can almost see the dark fuckin' cloud hanging over your head. What's up?

[deathdiduspart]

Dave, that makes no sense. Why would anybody swoon over a broody person?

[Sadly, the reference goes over Nico's head. The cons of not keeping up very much with the modern world.]

Nothing.

[It's not nothing, and he knows it, and he's sure that Dave can see right through it. He doesn't care, though.]

[wordtechgodhood]

You don't know much about girls, do you.

[But he's just needling at him, a half-smile in place as he draws up a chair to sit down.]

And you know, you'd make a really shitty Hermes kid.

[Give it up, Nico, you can't lie to Dave.]

[deathdiduspart]

Nope. And I'm not going to pretend to, either.

[He stabs at a chocolate covered strawberry with a fork before eating it. Nope, totally wasn't a forceful and angry stab. Nope.]

I had a...disagreement last week.

[wordtechgodhood]

A.. 'disagreement'.

[Uh huh... His attention darts down to the strawberry.]

Do I have to guess at whose face you're imagining in that strawberry?

[deathdiduspart]

[It's been a week and he's still smarting from it.]

Percy Jackson. The minor earthquake that happened last week was our fault.

[He's converting a lot of his emotions from the aftermath of the incident into anger, so that's a very murderous look he's giving his plate.]

[wordtechgodhood]

.. Oh.

[Shit, dude. Dave glances around.]

You wanna get out of here?

[deathdiduspart]

[Nico places the fork on his plate with deceptive calm.]

Probably for the best, honestly.