Camp Half-Blood- a Percy Jackson Tavern

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A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*

 Hope comes up to him, weaving in between the rows to not trample any plants, as if they can sense where they are without needing to look. “Isn’t it dangerous to have all that hot wax out here among the strawberries? Could be flammable.”

 He shrugs without looking up. “I’ve done this in more dangerous places. ‘Sides, the grass is still wet from the dew. And I wouldn’t hurt the plants anyway.”

 “Why not? I know a little about the plant life cycle, and they don’t really like heat.”

 “I meant that I wouldn’t hurt the plants because that would be rude” He blows a strand of hair out of his eyes, revealing them to be an extremely bright green. “Who might you be?”

 “I’m Hope, the local expert on dead plants.” They offer candle kid a hand, literally, by removing a prosthetic arm. “Who might you be?”

 “Well, that’s encouraging. I’m Icarus, but you can call me Rust. Expert on living plants.” He extends a hand back towards Hope.

 They take it with their real hand, shrugging the prosthetic back on with an equal mix of luck and practice. “Good to meet you, Rust. Demeter then?” 

 “Indeed. You?”

 “I haven’t been claimed yet, actually. Most everyone agrees on Persephone though, she makes the most sense.” *oh dear where are my manners Hope is a young teen with skin that looks like they just spent 6 months in a cave, a wooden prosthetic overgrown with dark vines, thorns and other plant material right under their left knee, and a matching one replacing their entire right arm and shoulder. They wear a camo tank top and shorts. AMAB but pronouns are they/them*

 “Ah lovely. That makes us…more related than most of the demigods.” *love it*

 “Incest. The gods love this stuff. My mom is married to her uncle, and yours had mine with her own brother.” *tysm I’m realizing I have a recipe*

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Noctis is sitting on the beach alone, his arms wrapped around his legs and his head on his knees. The area around him is darker then normal, almost like a fog enveloping him.

 Makana walks over "Is it alright if I sit with you? I..."

 "...yeah..." he says, not moving.

 She sits there "... Thank you. For getting Clover help. I... I was scared when I found her missing, but.."

 "...welcome..."

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Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian 

Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe

Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light

Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice

 Evan is sitting near Vin. 

Kian sees Roulette. 

 "... Evening."

The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit

 “You too. How’s it going?” 

“Hey there little guy.” Kian says, reaching out to pet the snake. 

 "... Ugh. Frikin research isnt going anywhere."

The snake allows the pets, its tongue shooting in and out to smell

 “Research on what? Maybe I can help!” 

He grins. “What’s your name, buddy?” He says, not expecting a response. 

 "The frikin god curse thing keeping me inside..?"

The snake begins making shapes of letters with its body '...-O-U-L-.....-T-T-.....'

 “Okay. That might have to do with your godly parent keeping you inside. If you were a monster, I’d say your guest rights being revoked. But you’re not a monster.” 

He gapes. “Smart snake! Hmmm… Maybe I can teach you Morse code?” 

 "I DONT HAVE A [GP]ING GODLY PARENT. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT?!"

'M-O-R-S-...   ?'

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Noctis is sitting on the beach alone, his arms wrapped around his legs and his head on his knees. The area around him is darker then normal, almost like a fog enveloping him.

 Makana walks over "Is it alright if I sit with you? I..."

 "...yeah..." he says, not moving.

 She sits there "... Thank you. For getting Clover help. I... I was scared when I found her missing, but.."

 "...welcome..."

 "... Are you okay?"

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Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian 

Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe

Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light

Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice

 Evan is sitting near Vin. 

Kian sees Roulette. 

 "... Evening."

The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit

 “You too. How’s it going?” 

“Hey there little guy.” Kian says, reaching out to pet the snake. 

 "... Ugh. Frikin research isnt going anywhere."

The snake allows the pets, its tongue shooting in and out to smell

 “Research on what? Maybe I can help!” 

He grins. “What’s your name, buddy?” He says, not expecting a response. 

 "The frikin god curse thing keeping me inside..?"

The snake begins making shapes of letters with its body '...-O-U-L-.....-T-T-.....'

 “Okay. That might have to do with your godly parent keeping you inside. If you were a monster, I’d say your guest rights being revoked. But you’re not a monster.” 

He gapes. “Smart snake! Hmmm… Maybe I can teach you Morse code?” 

 "I DONT HAVE A [GP]ING GODLY PARENT. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT?!"

'M-O-R-S-...   ?'

 “I’m sorry! Maybe a god that thinks he’s your parent is trying to keep you in?” 

“Morse code! It revolves around clicks that mean certain letters. Can you read? I’m crazy asking a snake if it can read…” 

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*I want to do something Elijah related but I’m not sure I have the energy for writing a cutscene*

 *aw man :( like your cutscenes.* 

 *I’ve only written one so far, lol. I am very proud of it, though, thank you!*

*i do have an idea for a cutscene but it might not end up working and I don’t know how I would go about writing it*

 *Just wing it. That’s how I usually do it.* 

 *mm I could but I get stuck a lot when writing stuff like that, since it’s a flashback to Elijah and his parents and It’s all just complicated because I need to do a bit more ✨scene building✨ if that makes sense. It makes sense In my head but my head is weird so it might not actually make sense.*

*also I’m writing at a point when Elijah is like 7 so he’s a slightly different character*

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Zanatha is practicing some impressive martial arts in the arena, making several quick strikes at one of the training dummies, leaving acidic burns, scorch marks, and shards of ice on them.

 Maho is also in the arena, practicing with their chakrams, each strike giving the dummies various, albeit short and small, magical effects.

 She notices, impressive by the chakrams and their magic. She would then raise a clawed finger up, a small bit of electricity sparking. He then releases a stream of green gas, that when coming into contact with the spark, ignites and becomes a steam of fire the sets the dummy alight with flames. 

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Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian 

Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe

Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light

Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice

 Evan is sitting near Vin. 

Kian sees Roulette. 

 "... Evening."

The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit

 “You too. How’s it going?” 

“Hey there little guy.” Kian says, reaching out to pet the snake. 

 "... Ugh. Frikin research isnt going anywhere."

The snake allows the pets, its tongue shooting in and out to smell

 “Research on what? Maybe I can help!” 

He grins. “What’s your name, buddy?” He says, not expecting a response. 

 "The frikin god curse thing keeping me inside..?"

The snake begins making shapes of letters with its body '...-O-U-L-.....-T-T-.....'

 “Okay. That might have to do with your godly parent keeping you inside. If you were a monster, I’d say your guest rights being revoked. But you’re not a monster.” 

He gapes. “Smart snake! Hmmm… Maybe I can teach you Morse code?” 

 "I DONT HAVE A [GP]ING GODLY PARENT. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT?!"

'M-O-R-S-...   ?'

 “I’m sorry! Maybe a god that thinks he’s your parent is trying to keep you in?” 

“Morse code! It revolves around clicks that mean certain letters. Can you read? I’m crazy asking a snake if it can read…” 

 "Yeah... Two of em"

'NOPE !'

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Noctis is sitting on the beach alone, his arms wrapped around his legs and his head on his knees. The area around him is darker then normal, almost like a fog enveloping him.

 Makana walks over "Is it alright if I sit with you? I..."

 "...yeah..." he says, not moving.

 She sits there "... Thank you. For getting Clover help. I... I was scared when I found her missing, but.."

 "...welcome..."

 "... Are you okay?"

 "....people keep dying....and fighting each other...like before..."

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*I want to do something Elijah related but I’m not sure I have the energy for writing a cutscene*

 *aw man :( like your cutscenes.* 

 *I’ve only written one so far, lol. I am very proud of it, though, thank you!*

*i do have an idea for a cutscene but it might not end up working and I don’t know how I would go about writing it*

 *Just wing it. That’s how I usually do it.* 

 *mm I could but I get stuck a lot when writing stuff like that, since it’s a flashback to Elijah and his parents and It’s all just complicated because I need to do a bit more ✨scene building✨ if that makes sense. It makes sense In my head but my head is weird so it might not actually make sense.*

*also I’m writing at a point when Elijah is like 7 so he’s a slightly different character*

 *Makes sense to me. That sounds hard…* 

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 "Hello, dear friend. I hope you don't mind that I came to visit you. I brought food."

 "....what sort....of food...?"

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Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian 

Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe

Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light

Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice

 Evan is sitting near Vin. 

Kian sees Roulette. 

 "... Evening."

The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit

 “You too. How’s it going?” 

“Hey there little guy.” Kian says, reaching out to pet the snake. 

 "... Ugh. Frikin research isnt going anywhere."

The snake allows the pets, its tongue shooting in and out to smell

 “Research on what? Maybe I can help!” 

He grins. “What’s your name, buddy?” He says, not expecting a response. 

 "The frikin god curse thing keeping me inside..?"

The snake begins making shapes of letters with its body '...-O-U-L-.....-T-T-.....'

 “Okay. That might have to do with your godly parent keeping you inside. If you were a monster, I’d say your guest rights being revoked. But you’re not a monster.” 

He gapes. “Smart snake! Hmmm… Maybe I can teach you Morse code?” 

 "I DONT HAVE A [GP]ING GODLY PARENT. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT?!"

'M-O-R-S-...   ?'

 “I’m sorry! Maybe a god that thinks he’s your parent is trying to keep you in?” 

“Morse code! It revolves around clicks that mean certain letters. Can you read? I’m crazy asking a snake if it can read…” 

 "Yeah... Two of em"

'NOPE !'

 “Ever figure out anything else about that?” 

He grabs a piece of paper with the alphabet in Morse code and goes over it out loud. 

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Noctis is sitting on the beach alone, his arms wrapped around his legs and his head on his knees. The area around him is darker then normal, almost like a fog enveloping him.

 Makana walks over "Is it alright if I sit with you? I..."

 "...yeah..." he says, not moving.

 She sits there "... Thank you. For getting Clover help. I... I was scared when I found her missing, but.."

 "...welcome..."

 "... Are you okay?"

 "....people keep dying....and fighting each other...like before..."

 "... I... It won't happen again... I wont let people die anymore..."

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Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian 

Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe

Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light

Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice

 Evan is sitting near Vin. 

Kian sees Roulette. 

 "... Evening."

The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit

 “You too. How’s it going?” 

“Hey there little guy.” Kian says, reaching out to pet the snake. 

 "... Ugh. Frikin research isnt going anywhere."

The snake allows the pets, its tongue shooting in and out to smell

 “Research on what? Maybe I can help!” 

He grins. “What’s your name, buddy?” He says, not expecting a response. 

 "The frikin god curse thing keeping me inside..?"

The snake begins making shapes of letters with its body '...-O-U-L-.....-T-T-.....'

 “Okay. That might have to do with your godly parent keeping you inside. If you were a monster, I’d say your guest rights being revoked. But you’re not a monster.” 

He gapes. “Smart snake! Hmmm… Maybe I can teach you Morse code?” 

 "I DONT HAVE A [GP]ING GODLY PARENT. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT?!"

'M-O-R-S-...   ?'

 “I’m sorry! Maybe a god that thinks he’s your parent is trying to keep you in?” 

“Morse code! It revolves around clicks that mean certain letters. Can you read? I’m crazy asking a snake if it can read…” 

 "Yeah... Two of em"

'NOPE !'

 “Ever figure out anything else about that?” 

He grabs a piece of paper with the alphabet in Morse code and goes over it out loud. 

 "... What do you mean?"

The snake seems deeply confused