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Tiger spirit 17Tiger Spirit 17
“Because my animal spirit is that one of shark, I’ve always had this strange connection with water.”Drew started to explain. “As a teenager I used to live in a house close to the ocean and I would always know exactly when a storm would hit or when a surfer or swimmer was in need.”. A small smile played on his lips as he thought back of his younger years.
“So when I got this dream of a car crashing in the river and a young girl crawling out of it, I knew it wasn’t just a dream.”. “We were living together for just a few weeks back then.”Sunday added. “I had gotten used to Drew’s crazy connection with the water but never had I seen him panic that much when waking up after such a dream.”.
“I did some research and quickly discovered that the accident I had relived in my dreams had happened days before.”Drew continued. “I was curious about you since I just knew th
Profile Sita ClarkeOC PROFILE
Name: Sitara ‘Sita’ Clarke
Nicknames: Starshine, Starlight, star freak
Birthdate: July 15th (Cancer)
Hometown: Baltimore but born and raised in Philadelphia
Years at Camp: first year
Family: - Asteria, goddess of fallen stars and nocturnal oracles (mother, godly parent)
- Aaron Clarke (father, astronomer)
- Lydia Masters (owner of café The Hideout, took Sita in after she ran away from home)
Love interest: Angelo Marco, son of Thanatos (Ragemoon’s OC)
Future family with Angelo: - Jasmine ‘Jazz’ Marco (daughter, eldest part of twins, ‘angel of
light’, ghost whisperer – helps souls cross over- )
Profile Derek DeLucianOC PROFILE
Name: Derek DeLucian
Nicknames: Der, Hot Stuff, Der-bear
Birthdate: July 22nd (Cancer)
Hometown: New York
Years at Camp: just spend his first summer there
Family: - Bridget DeLucian (mother, nurse)
- Hephaestus, god of fire (father, godly parent)
- Nolan DeLucian (uncle, older brother of Bridget, owner of his own garage)
Love interest: very, happy, single (and he prefers to keep it that way)
Looks: - dirty blond hair which he mostly wears in peaks, otherwise messy
- blue eyes
Style: gamer meets tinkerer. Jeans, t-shirts which are game/music/superhero related and worn-
out sneakers. He tries to keep the grease stains to a minimum.
Face claim: Lucas Till
Personality: kind but with a short temper, stubborn, passionate, smart thanks to his almost
The price of shadesThe price of shades
A Percy Jackson one shot
“Oh come on Narnia! It can’t be that bad!”the daughter of Iris said. “I’m telling you Indy, it is.”I argued. “I’m a son of Nyx which means my skin and eyesight are on their best at night. Sun however is my arch nemesis. Even with a whole bottle of sunscreen on my skin I am a walking baking cookie and even with my shades on, I’m still as blind as a mole.”.
“Nemesis has nothing to do with this.”Indy argued as we kept walking over the Camp grounds. “Please Cas? Play basketball with me?”. Even without her adorable puppy eyes, there was no way I could say no to my secret crush. “Fine.”I sighed. “But I’m telling you, I suck at it during the day.”. “We’ll see about that!”Indy exclaimed happily before she grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the basketball court.
“Oh my Iris! You weren’
I liedI lied
A Percy Jackson one shot
I sighed as I stared at the ceiling of the silver tent that formed my bedroom. Ever since this war with Kronos in the leading role started, I’ve been off my game. Well… Not really since Kronos popped up. More like when Luke turned his back to Camp and revealed he was the Titan’s new vessel.
Things changed after I found that out. I laughed less because my laughter sounded weird without the echo of Luke’s. My nights seemed darker without him by my side plotting out to which cabin we would head next and what we would steal. My days felt empty without the weight of his body next to me on my bed and the strange yet soothing feeling of his arms around me when I would wake up near dusk.
I won’t admit it out loud. Not even if Aphrodite or Cupid or even the great and overdramatic Eros himself tortured me, but… Truth is, I love Luke. I always have and I always will. The way he can be all adult-like and responsi
Profile Amaya Fray
Name: Amaya Fray
Nicknames: Moonlight, Queen of Darkness, shadow runner, shadow walker
Birthdate: December 23th (Capricorn)
Hometown: Camp Half-Blood
Years at Camp: her whole life
Family: - Selene, Titaness of the moon (mother, godly parent)
- ‘poet guy’ (unknown father who wrote an ode to the moon and swept Selene off her
feet by doing so)
Love interest: Luke Castellan
Future family with Luke: - Nathan ‘Nate’ Mageno Castellan (eldest son, Selene blood with
- Jacy ‘Jace’ Daren Castellan (son, eldest part of twins, 4 years
Profile Althea Lockwood
Name: Althea Lockwood
Nicknames: Thea, Ally, Petal (used by Percy), Hippie
Birthdate: October 26th (Scorpio)
Hometown: New York
Years at Camp: from age 4 till 6 and again the year she turns 17 so 3 years in total
Family: - Demeter, goddess of grain and nature (mother, godly parent)
- Rowen Lockwood (father, biologist, deceased)
Love interest: Percy Jackson
Future family with Percy: - Zoë Jackson (eldest daughter, Poseidon blood)
- Rowen Jackson (eldest son, 2 years younger than Zoë, Demeter
My guardian angelMy guardian angel
A Percy Jackson one shot
I sat Indian style on the small porch of my cabin that I now called home. It had been a week now since Angelo brought me to Camp Half-Blood and even though this was the place to be for demigods and demititans, I still felt weird being here. As if… As if I didn’t belong.
Angelo had introduced me to all of his friends and though they all were nice enough to become my friends too, I still felt most comfortable around Angelo. Maybe because he was the one who brought me here? Or because he understood my dark curse of foreseeing people’s deaths? I don’t know…
“Hey, Sita!”. The shout of my name caused me to snap out of my thoughts and when I looked up I saw how Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, was walking towards my cabin.
“Oh, hey Percy.”I returned the favour while fiddling with my dark blue lace gloves that almost reached my elbows. My curse/gift got mostly triggered by a
A self-portrait in wordsA self-portrait in words
I’m the girl that gets swallowed into the crowd of faces and hugged by the shadows of the world until I am as grey as the pavement I walk on. Nothing special, just another spectator of the show we call life.
My pale skin is a thick coat of walls build up from all the years of being bullied and stinging words like cobra poison. My knuckles are skinned from always having to fight back.
The sneakers on my feet are worn-out from the miles I already had to walk. Some of them I ran, others I stumbled, even some of them I had to crawl. A big part of the road I even balanced my way through on high heels, just for the fun of it.
The curtain of light brown hair with natural streaks of dark blonde in it are my defence against the people in whose faces I want to scream the truth but yet wisely choose to swallow those words in and bite my tongue until it bleeds.
My eyes are both blue, yet oh so different.
The left one is blue, made of hard glass and has to be changed
A Little Help: Flannery TG (Trade)
Tyler was an avid Pokemon fan. He's favorite generation was easily the third generation. Recently, he had recently received a strange copy of Omega Ruby, the remake of the original 3rd generation game from a strange shop at the corner of town. Being the big fan he was, Tyler jumped at the chance to play the game a few months early. Tyler played through the game, many of the Pokemon he caught were grass type. He was set for a while, easily going through the game for the most part. However, Tyler hit a road bump upon arriving at Lavaridge Town, a gym battle there. In that part of the game, the gym leader trained fire type, most of his Pokemon weak to it. Tyler lost to the first trainer in the gym taking a motivational hit. He kept trying, until he realize he needed to train more. Tyler spent a good few hours leveling up his Pokemon so their weakness wouldn't have such a huge effect. For the most part, Tyler advanced in the gym much easier than before, he did lose a few battles,
The Transformation PolkaThe Transformation Polka
Two young women got out of a car and started walking toward a slightly run-down hotel. They were both dressed in jewel-toned knee-length dresses, and looked almost like sisters, especially with their long brown hair done up in identical up-dos.
“Seriously, Maria, what on earth possessed the student council to have prom here, of all places?” asked the slim one in the shimmering green dress.
“It was cheap, Ginny,” replied the slightly taller one in the wine-coloured dress. “We had to find an alternative to the gymnasium thanks to the repairs. Besides, there are other advantages to the location.”
“Other advantages...” Ginny looked around, and her eyes widened. “We’re right next to a freaking nudie bar, how is that an advantage?”
“It’s a topless bar,” Maria replied absently. “My uncle Leo works there, though he’s taking the night off t
Bluebell's Perilous Picnic It was a truly beautiful evening. The moon was full and seemed to fill the entire sky, illuminating my forest home as brightly as the sun. It was beautifully warm without a breath of wind, bringing a serene peace to the inhabitants of the city of Daffoville. But the air was far from still. It was filled with the sound of an orchestra performing the latest composition from Mosszart, our greatest musician. Pan pipes, harps made out of reeds, violins and cellos made out of dried leaves and countless fairy bells could all be heard.
The conductor was not only controlling the orchestra, but used his baton to direct the swirling mass of fireflies twisting and pulsating through the air above. They responded to the changes in speed and volume. When the music was soft, they swirled softly and emitted a low light. When the music was loud and energetic, the fireflies picked up the pace and shone even brighter than usual.
The annual concert of the full moon was certainly a magn
Darkest Depths: Part Three - ResurrectionFeaturing Crowe, mentioning Berach and Graínne
Early Autumn, Year 759 of the New Age
The Redwater, Blackwood
The words were familiar. The voice was familiar too. The strength behind it, the authority was enough to make her want to stir, but she was so tired… Her lungs ached, and all of the rest of her was numb with cold. There was no air here.
Open your eyes, child. Your time is not done.
If she’d had any breath, she would have sighed in exasperation. Why? She was done. She was dead. Why couldn’t she just be dead? She’d killed that demon and now she could die. She’d avenged her mentor, killed that stupid Oathbreaker and now it was her time to die.
She is not dead.
Crowe’s eyes creaked open, and light stabbed through them and right i
1 - White as SnowThe shrill ring of the phone caused Gina to jump in her seat. She fumbled for the receiver, almost dropping it twice, before bringing it to her ear.
“Hello, welcome to Solergeni. You’re speaking with--”
“Gina!” Rob’s voice barked down the receiver, making her jump again. “Where’s that delivery boy? The Demo’s in an hour.”
“Yes. Sorry, sir. Um. He hasn’t come yet to pick up the--”
“What? What do you mean he hasn’t picked it up yet?”
“Well, uh, I’m still wait--”
“He’s meant to be here already. I need to set up for this thing. How are we going to sell this product, if we can’t show people that it works?”
“I don’t know, sir.”
“Well then, do something, Gina! Fix this.”
“Yes, of cour--”
The line went dead before she could finish. Gina put the phone down for a moment, then dialed the number for the courier. He didn&
An Amber Gaze will seal your fate (pt 1 of 3) The whispers in his ear, told him it was time. The reddish brown tom snapped his eyes open after hearing Jaywing’s voice. He looked over his shoulder to see Thistletail sleeping soundly. He sighed and decided that it was now the perfect opportunity.. He needed to get rid of the only one he knew could stop him. Kill them? He couldn't dream of it. He respected this cat too much, and wished he’d live. So.. he had a plan. Earlier, he had placed poppy seeds in the cat’s fresh kill. So all he had to do was slink out the den and into the nursery. 'You can't stop me Xepherstrike...'
He approached the bracken screen of the den and looked inside to see Adderstar and Littlesong sleeping soundly. Adderstar’s kits curled up around her belly. He took a few silent steps forward and gulped. Was he doing the right thing..? Of course… this was for the good of the Clan… His claws scraped the ground and he crouched. Then t
What Dreams May Become 5 (Multiple TFs)As promised, the fifth installment of Corrie and Roman's adventures below is a compilation of TFs that you all requested. I received so many that I had to split it into two parts. I used as many suggestions as I could (that would make sense in the story). There were a few that I'm saving for future installments as well. So thanks to all who contributed, and, without further ado, the first part of Corrie's "Transform-a-thon"!
The day before college had finally arrived. I woke up before Roman, and grabbed a list that lay on my nighttable. “Things I'd like to be,” was scribbled on the top. I studied the paper, wondering which form to try first. After all these weeks with my new husband, one would think the excitement of his transforming me would have dulled by now. But in fact, it was quite the opposite. He had promised that the day before I started college, he would turn me into as many things as I wanted. I suspected this was partly to get it
fairytale: The Blood CrystalsThere was once a beautiful young girl who had fallen in love with her neighbour, an equally beautiful young man who was also in love with her and they were planning to marry. A week before the wedding, the preparations were in full swing. These, however, were disturbed when a strange group came riding in to the village. It was a big, blood red carriage drawn by four, equally red horses and with a very pale man as a coachman. They were followed by a large number servants who saw equally pale.
However, the most odd thing happened when the coach stopped just for the young bridegroom, the door swung open and a beautiful but eerily pale woman stepped outside. Her black hair hung down to the ground and she wore a beautiful dress that was as red as the coach. She smiled at him, he saw that she had nasty pointy teeth. "Come with me," she said sweetly but also authoritative. "Sorry, I cannot" said the groom apologetic, "In a week I will marry the love of my life." The woman was clearly sh
HP. 27 A fine line27. A fine line
Being raised in the pureblood thoughts of the Black family, Sirius learned at a young age that nothing or nobody was grey. They were either white or black. Good or bad. Accepted or not.
When it rained, there was nothing else to do then take a seat in front of the window and be gloomy all day because you couldn't play outside. When you were sick you got angry at yourself because you had to stay in bed all day while there were hundreds of other things you rather be doing that day.
It took until he met the little Sarah Starnight that this view of Sirius changed. She teached him that how dark the situation may look, there's always this fine silver line at the edge of that black cloud. And that fine silver line became only clearder to the Black boy when he arrived to at Hogwarts.
Nothing became more fun to do on a rainy day then laying on your bed and listen to the newest muggle music. When he did this at his house, it was of course 'smuggled' muggle music...
Being sick was
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