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everett: I'm desperate to get out of camp with all this sword business...mist travel w/me? I promise we'll be safe this time ;)
everett: Shit, wrong number

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。゚✶ฺ EVERETT ⇒ WRONG #.
everett: I'm desperate to get out of camp with all this sword business...mist travel w/me? I promise we'll be safe this time ;)
everett: Shit, wrong number

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keith probably shouldn’t have been allowed to plan the fireworks show with his siblings in the first place, since he had a reputation for blowing things up and being really extra with everything he ever made. heck, even his old beat up yellow truck is charged with turbo. but you know what, he was allowed to plan with show with his siblings, and he gave them so many ideas that they ended up using, so who’s the loser here?
“if these fireworks don’t blow everyone’s wigs away into outer space and right into the fucking sun, then i’m not gonna be called keith jobs anymore.” keith said in determination as he made sure that everything was in place and ready, whilst some of his siblings were on the other side of the beach to make sure everything was good on that side.
text: ruby → callan
ruby: random fucking question but
ruby: did u eat my sour patch kids????
ruby: they seem to have disappeared but i doubt they would've just fucking walked away by themselves
“thanks, babes. stay golden.” rosie smiled sweetly at the grey sisters before shutting the door of the cab. she stuffed her a hand in her pocket, whilst her other hand carried her duffle bag, and sighed. the sight of the camp’s entrance was really nostalgic to her, having been here since she was ten years old.
however, the past two years, she was locked away in a mental hospital and had a feeling that everyone in camp would’ve assumed she was dead during the time she had left to visit her grandfather. she didn’t want to, but she made her way into camp, the smile she had on previously turned back into her a frown that wasn’t strange to her, but was definitely strange to her old friends who were used to her old cheerful self. she was walking back into her old life, but she wasn’t the same anymore.
rosie was trying so hard not to be recognizable as she made a beeline to the hecate cabin. that plan completely failed when someone ran into her, making her glare at the person. “can you… not?”
chiron’s voice continues to echo ominously as his announcement comes to an end, the rest of camp half-blood uncharacteristically silent ( for the first time, as far as solange is concerned ). for an instant, everything remains quiet, before the silence is broken by the deafening sound of a plate crashing against the floor of the dining pavilion. it takes solange a full minute to look down and realise she’s the one whose plate has slipped through her fingers, her mind still wrestling with what chiron just revealed and with the sheer severity of the situation. she stares down at the broken porcelain for what seems like an eternity, before sinking to the ground, hands reaching for each piece individually. ‘ what — ’ she begins, unsure how to phrase how absolutely lost she’s feeling, ‘ what happened ? ’

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“psst..” avi didn’t want to disturb anyone else who was enjoying hocus pocus as much as she was, but she just had to say something. personally, she was bundled in two blankets. a true burrito. not that it was necessarily that cold inside the big house. but it was just cozy. however, she had noticed the person next to her didn’t have a blanket. “do you want to share?”
for one time, kimberly was practising archery. it was one of the few things she participated in at camp, to be honest. she aimed at the bullseye, bow in her hands. she gripped it tightly, in complete concentration. and then... a shadow passed by. she dropped the bow involuntarily in surprise. “you messed up the shot,” she grumbled half-heartedly. she’d been worried she might hit the person.
“ i really don’t understand this, ” when connie had been shipped off to summer camp, she really didn’t anticipate any work. yet here she was, staring at her gluey, glittery poster board of ‘ MY FAMILY TREE! ’ that an older athena camper was anticipating on checking over at the end of the week. “ honestly, this whole parentage thing makes my head spin. ” she groaned, putting her head in her hands as she stared down at her board. what she knew about bloodlines obviously did not fit with the greek gods. “ aren’t we all technically family ?? i swear i see people kissing at this camp. not to judge, but...gross !! more importantly: does this make the apollo cabin…my half uncles and aunts ?? ”