forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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Nah I just find it funny, mostly becuase Blair flirts with e v e r y t h i n g///

:D has everyone made a person?

I fink so.//

Blair is pretty responsible, in my story he is a trained assasin…//

(just so everybody is aware, the order goes me, @TiredOtter, @"Just Lex Right Now", then @"CW_StarkSpangledBanner(Stan lee, I Stan over thee)(Rest In Peace)"

And Lex, it's your turn.

Xena is a stubborn asshole who can be responsible if she feels like it.

Lydia is incapable of being responsible unless it's dire or her brother is involved.

So this might be y'all's characters trying to make sure Lydia doesn't die.

Hm? Okay, sorry I'm a bit frazzled at the moment.//

Blair jumped down from the roof, using his staff to steady his movement towards the ground. Once he reached the ground, he strapped his staff into its place and made a mad dash for the food, stopping to flirt once in a while.

Xena was already up and out of her bed when her siblings stayed waking up. She looked at her blueprints again before rolling them up and stowing them away in her chest, under the bed. She stretched before pressing a button to open the blinds. "Wake up guys, the cabin needs to be spic and span before it gets checked." She said. A little whole later, after everything was sorted and put away, she left the cabin and walked outside.

Lydia ate some of the food off of Sam, her little brother's plate. She waved as her best friend Reed sat down. "Morning, Sammy; morning, Lydia."

Trent was fine with going about his usual day, but his eyes narrowed in annoyance as another camper, looking to be a guy around his age, dashed past him, flirted with one of his sisters, and then preceded to shovel food onto a plate. Trent stalked up next to him, seething. “Could you bother to have any decorum?” He rolled his eyes, picking up a plate. (This is Blair he’s talking to btw)

"I do, just not right now!" He said with a shameless smirk, this guy didn't need to know that he was the gayest gay to ever gay, nope. He picked up his plate and grabbed a bottle of pop to drink later, or now, he couldn't decide. "Do you want any food, sweetcheeks?"

Trenton halted in his tracks, a look of confusion crossing his face for a spilt second. He quickly turned it into a scowl, his eyes narrowing. “My name is Trenton Horne.” He deadpanned, straightening his posture to look more intimidating. “And I suggest you back off.”

“What’s going on over there?” Reed asked, gesturing towards two boys glaring at each other. “Do we care?” Lydia asked. But just then, her brother got up and headed over to the older boys. “Oh gods.” Lydia said, getting ready to follow her brother.

"And… What if I don't?" Blair asked with another shameless smirk before looking over Trenton's shoulder. "Ooh! Are those bagels?" He exclaimed before giving Trenton a wave and running off towards the place where he thought there were bagels. He came back a few minutes later looking sad. "They don't have bagels…" He trailed off. "Nice to meet you Trenton Horne, I'm Blair Grimmur!"

Lydia watched as Sammy reached the boys. He waved to them, saying something that she couldn’t quite make out.

Trenton narrowed his eyes again, opening and closing his mouth a few times in total and complete confusion. “Nice? No, you’re mistaken. There’s nothing nice about this. You’re repugnant.” His scrunched up his nose in disgust, acting like a bird whose feathers had just gotten ruffled. He blinked a few times as he noticed Sammy, his gaze softening a bit. “I didn’t quite hear you, my apologies.”

Sammy smiled. “Hi!” Lydia has made her way over to the group now, touching her brother on the shoulder; a silent way of saying ‘come on, we need to go.’

Trent offered a kind smile and a wave at both Lydia and Sammy. “Good morning! Either of you need something?” His voice was notably softer than when he was interacting with Blair.

Debates whether to have Blair flirt more, walk away, or flirt more… Also, if shipping is aloud, Otter ya wanna ship ur bois?//