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

Elizabeth!

[toeverywhere]

[The problem with being over 100 was you had a lot of time to learn things. In Elizabeth's case, one of these was how to play guitar. The guitar she brings forward is a gorgeous antique number that has been very-well cared for.

A little anxiously, she approaches the mic, taking a seat on the small chair and adjusting the mic to her height.] I was debating doing a song I grew up with, but I figure hymns aren't the greatest way to go when it comes to a talent show. Especially one put on by demi-gods, reincarnated gods, and, well, Mr. D himself. [She gestures at him.] So I thought I'd play a classic. Here goes.

[With a sly grin, she starts playing the opening chords] She was more like a beauty queen on a movie scene...

[industria]

[ That was ... completely unexpected and Allison bursts out laughing, all with good intentions. She covers her mouth to try to suppress the giggles, but it's no use. Elizabeth did live through all those eras. She's bound to have picked up hit songs from every decade. Allison's the most eager audience member, hooting and hollering when Liz is finished.

She hops up to try to catch her once she leaves the stage. ]

[toeverywhere]

[It's not hard to catch her. When the applause dies, Elizabeth is blushing, her guitar on her back, heading right off the stage to get back to her seat. That's when she sees Allison.]

Allison! Hey! What- what did you think?

[industria]

Um, how about awesome? Tonight is, like, full of unexpected song and dance. Not that I thought this camp was all about battle training, but it's a nice surprise.

[ She clasps her hands happily, grinning at her friend. ] That's a beautiful guitar, by the way.

[toeverywhere]

[Elizabeth may be squeeing a little bit.] It really is- I'm having so much fun!

[She glances over her shoulder looking at her guitar.] Thank you! It was a gift. I gave it to my friend a long time ago. It came back to me...

[industria]

[ Liz, you big ol' cutie, Allison has never seen her this giddy, now that she thinks about it. She beams, dimples and all. ]

How did that kind of thing even happen? I mean, I know you've been around for ages, but. That's kind of wild.

[toeverywhere]

You mean getting the guitar back, or learning to play it?

[industria]

Getting the guitar back! Though I'd be interested to know where you learned, too. I thought about picking up an instrument before.

[toeverywhere]

Oh. Well, I gave it as a gift, to my friend. Booker DeWitt. He gave it to me for safe keeping... [It was a long time ago, understandably.] I haven't seen him since. But I'm still keeping his guitar safe.