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

[commandertoolbelt]

You'd be surprised, Nat. I've got some pretty cool tricks up my sleeve for finding out things like that.

[ Or so he says. ]

And believe me, I am! But I have to know why and how this came about, too - that's all. There's got to be a good story behind it.

[clearasil]

I was all, 'Enjolras, you ol' so-and-so, you know what would be hilarous?' and he was like, 'Natalie, you ol' son of a gun, tell me and I probably won't agree.' And then it happened. Like, I don't know what else to tell you. I would never blackmail him into performing Taylor Swift.

[ Other things, however, that's another story, but it's not worth it for "We Are Never Getting Back Together." ]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ Now he's just more intrigued. ]

So what would you blackmail him for?

[clearasil]

I'm not really the blackmailing type, but I guess it would be to get him to maybe perform his own one man show with special effects and stuff.

[commandertoolbelt]

Shame. I bet a good half of the camp would pay to see that, especially if there's more Taylor Swift involved.

[clearasil]

I told him I owed him a Swifty cover myself so you are more than welcome to film me singing some generic song about girl hates other girl for stealing her man or some dumb thing.

[commandertoolbelt]

I mean, hey, she probably doesn't get his humor like you do, or know his story like you do. I bet she even wears short skirts, right?

[clearasil]

[ She pokes his shoulder. ] Or, maybe I knew you were trouble when you walked in. So shame on me.