Camp Half-Blood RP (Closed)

"I can relate, in a way. I guess."

“Humanity is cruel. Most of America probably does hate Islam… but that’s just out of fear. A lot of times, the root of hate is fear.”

"But we are not terrorists. We do not cause fear, humanity just presumes that we will all pull out a gun and start to shoot everyone."

( @Charlie K, WE NEED DA PROPHECY DUDE!!!!!!)

“Yes, and that’s where humanity is cruel. Just because one or more people do it, they immediately assume all does it. Cruel humanity.”

"Yeah."

Elizabeth nodded, still not looking up. She’s been staring at the table for the entire evening.

(Soz I was in Science)

(Soz I was in Science)

(Maybe, but we need you!!!!)

(It’s okay, science is good subject. Especially chemistry. But stay in school kids, even though roleplay is addictive.)

(No problem!)

(Chants, Prophecy, Prophecy, PROPHECY!!!!!)

(Chants, Prophecy, Prophecy, PROPHECY!!!!!)

(xD Your excitement.)

(Chants, Prophecy, Prophecy, PROPHECY!!!!!)

(xD Your excitement.)

(PROPHECYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!)

I ruined the system.

(Dude, srsly, plz prophecy!)

I ruined the system.

(Wut?)

I ruined the system.

(Wut?)

(“I ruined the system.”)

(But for the prophecy, shouldn’t we wait for @"Jade Lillith" and @Ladyabby? Also I don’t think @NessieTheMonster is in the rp? She hasn’t said anything for the past… 14 pages…)

(Okay then… let's do this)

(But I really think we should wait for @"Jade Lillith" and @Ladyabby. I really dont want them to miss out on this…)

(They can hear it later, but we should get it over with.)

Ryker looked around the pavilion. Everyone was talking and laughing, but his table was just bickering and grumbling about the canoe race. A cold wind passes over the pavilion and everyone falls silent. Ryker looks around for the source of the cold, and sees a green mist spreading entering the pavilion. No-one else has noticed, so he follows it out. He follows the green mist until he comes upon a shriveled up figure sitting on a rock. It turns his head to him and opens its mouth, green mist spilling out.
(get your characters over there)

When Elizabeth finally had the guts to look up, she avoided looking across. But when she did, she saw this weird eerie green mist. “Hey Mihala… do you… do you see that?” Elizabeth squeaked, it was so ominous. So much that it kind of freaked her out.

"Yeah… It's beckoning us…."

Teri jumped up. Green mist surrounded her, and urged her to follow.

Elizabeth closed her sketchbook and ever so slowly, got up out of her seat. Her eyes were stuck on the eerie green mist. She inched towards it.

Tealle looked over to where Elizabeth pointed out to Mihala, she ran over, "Do you know what this is?" she asked Ryker.

Ryker recognized the mummy as the Oracle. He looked around, this prophecy couldn't have been for him, he had never received one before. Yet, the Oracle stared right at him with bright green eyes. It began to speak in a raspy voice, "Nine will go north and be set free…" then stopped. Ryker could tell she was waiting for more people.

Elizabeth walked behind Ryker, “What in the world is that?”