@Hawkeye
I am from the cabin of: G A Y//
Honestly saaaaaaaaaame.
I am from the cabin of: G A Y//
Honestly saaaaaaaaaame.
“Nemesis.” Lydia replied, kind of taken aback to hear that this kid who used big words was from Aphrodite.
“It was nice meeting you, despite the circumstances.” Trent’s warm expression darkened for a moment. “I think I may go train to expel some energy, if you would excuse me.” He set the plate down gingerly.
(Can we pause here? It's late where I am and I have school)
“Bye, Trent. See you around.” Lydia sat back down with Reed and Sam. “Who was that?” Reed asked. “A kid from Aphrodite. Really nice.”
More loud shots echoed through the training arena as Blair perched on a higher place, shooting his targets from above and pretty much blowing off their heads.
Trenton covered his ears as he entered the training area, startled by the noise of a gunshot. He covered his ears protectively, flinching at the sound.
Sol, aiming with a bow and arrow while playing off-tune kazoo: tRy mE BiTCh))
Blair, pulls out his gun and shoots Sol: BITCH IMMA TRY YOU! I GOT A GUN!//
Sol, using the sheer power of memes and kazoo to deflect the bullet: YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME.))
“Who keeps firing a gun?” Lydia asked, bearing the faint shots from the pavillion.
“Its that other kid you were talking to.” Reed answered. Lydia shrugged.
Sol, aiming with a bow and arrow while playing off-tune kazoo: tRy mE BiTCh))
Blair, pulls out his gun and shoots Sol: BITCH IMMA TRY YOU! I GOT A GUN!//
Sol, using the sheer power of memes and kazoo to deflect the bullet: YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME.))
Blair, flirts his way to victory//
Blair shot another round of bullets, going gay through the dummies. He was so in his zone that he didn't realize that there was someone else there.
(…I guess not.)
(…I guess not.)
Hey! If you still wanna participate, go right on ahead and jump where you want.
Trenton flinched again, gritting his teeth as his ears started to ring. He hadn’t even seen who was doing this yet. “Could you stop, please?!” He yelled in between rounds.
Sol had wrapped up breakfast with her cabin before asking what they would be doing that day. Apparently they had their own choice of what they wanted to improve that day, so she along with a few other Apollo campers headed over to the training arena making light chatter as they walked. When they arrived the loud sound of gunshots rang through the arena. her eyes locked onto the person making the noise. "Dude! What in Hades? Other people want to train!" She called out.
Sol, aiming with a bow and arrow while playing off-tune kazoo: tRy mE BiTCh))
Blair, pulls out his gun and shoots Sol: BITCH IMMA TRY YOU! I GOT A GUN!//
Sol, using the sheer power of memes and kazoo to deflect the bullet: YOU CANNOT DEFEAT ME.))
Blair, flirts his way to victory//
Sol, unfazed, flirts back.))
"Sorry kids! If you can't handle the heat, you better leave the kitchen." He yelled, shooting off another round and leaving a smiley face in the ground with his bullets.
“We might as well head out to the training arena.” Lydia said, noticing the other campers leaving.
“I have cabin-check today.” Reed said. He waved and left.
Lydia dropped Sam off with a couple of his friends, and headed off to the training arena, where the shotgun blasts were still ringing out. She drew her sword off her back, studying the ruby jewels on it. She noticed several people crowding around the entrance. She pulled up next to a person and asked, “What in the name of the gods is going on here?”
"I'm fairly sure this is against the rules!" Sol countered. She looked to her cabin mates for reassurance and was pleased when she received nods and annoyed mutters about the guys shooting. A girl walked up beside her. "Well that asshole is stopping everyone from doing training."
"No, it's not, I'm training and if one wants to train in the training area, they can do so. Y'all can come train, I'm not stopping anyone." He yelled with a shrug, continuing to shoot his gun.
Lydia hated to be the bearer of bad news, but did so anyway. “Well….. it’s ACTUALLY not. Technically guns are allowed, as long as the bullets are made correctly. There isn’t a rule against it.”
Trenton blinked several times as he recognized Blair’s voice. He stormed into the area without a second thought afterwards, absolutely furious. “You absolute imbecile!” He yelled, wincing every time a shot was fired.
Blair dabs in victory//
Trenton blinked several times as he recognized Blair’s voice. He stormed into the area without a second thought afterwards, absolutely furious. “You absolute imbecile!” He yelled, wincing every time a shot was fired.
"No you." Blair said with a chortle, still shooting his gun from his high up place and looking down at everyone.
Lydia pushed her way through the large crowd of Apollo kids, hoping to keep somebody from being shot.
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