Camp Half-Blood RP (Closed)

(But social anxiety is a mental health thing. Mentally ill means mentally unsettled, not retarded. I have social anxiety and depression. That doesn't put me at a lower status, it is just my state of mind. I hate being judged, and being shunned, but as long as I live, I try to be mindful and joyful, because being alive is a gift. I rarely succeed, but when you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up, up, up!)

(Im sorry you have social anxiety and depression. Ive gone through depression before and it sucks. Being alive is a gift and everyone should cherish it)

(Yeah. But hey, depression is not being sad 24/7, it's just being burdened with so much stuff, that you can't stand up without support. And social anxiety is like being sucked into a tornado, not knowing how long you can hold on. I'm doing a lot better, and things are looking up!)

(But social anxiety is a mental health thing. Mentally ill means mentally unsettled, not retarded. I have social anxiety and depression. That doesn't put me at a lower status, it is just my state of mind. I hate being judged, and being shunned, but as long as I live, I try to be mindful and joyful, because being alive is a gift. I rarely succeed, but when you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up, up, up!)

(Im sorry you have social anxiety and depression. Ive gone through depression before and it sucks. Being alive is a gift and everyone should cherish it)

(Yeah. But hey, depression is not being sad 24/7, it's just being burdened with so much stuff, that you can't stand up without support. And social anxiety is like being sucked into a tornado, not knowing how long you can hold on. I'm doing a lot better, and things are looking up!)

(That’s good to hear!)

(But social anxiety is a mental health thing. Mentally ill means mentally unsettled, not retarded. I have social anxiety and depression. That doesn't put me at a lower status, it is just my state of mind. I hate being judged, and being shunned, but as long as I live, I try to be mindful and joyful, because being alive is a gift. I rarely succeed, but when you hit rock bottom, the only way to go is up, up, up!)

(Im sorry you have social anxiety and depression. Ive gone through depression before and it sucks. Being alive is a gift and everyone should cherish it)

(Yeah. But hey, depression is not being sad 24/7, it's just being burdened with so much stuff, that you can't stand up without support. And social anxiety is like being sucked into a tornado, not knowing how long you can hold on. I'm doing a lot better, and things are looking up!)

(That’s good to hear!)

(that's very good to hear. I'm happy for you!)

(Brief recap on what's up?)

(#Kizbeth, I MEAN Uh so, how much do you know?)

Kadem sighed. "Tell me why you're out here and depending on your answers determines if I drag you back or not."

“… welllll, I was sick of the room.”

He gave her an irritated look. "That's not a good enough reason."

Teri walked over to them. She sat down between the two and magically made s'mores.

“… Um… I wanted to see the other parts of this hotel?” She replied, fiddling with the lace on her sleeves.

(This might sound really stupid but I’ve got an idea for it. They need to be in Tartarus because there’s a monster down there that they need to get up to the surface for the gods or something. Right now they’re still in the ‘Nine will go North and be set free’ part of the prophecy. The thing is, the entrances to the underworld are in California and Manhattan. So I was thinking (and here comes the stupid part) the only reason they went North was because the prophecy told them to, even though that’s not actually where they’re supposed to go. (If there’s an entrance in Canada please let me know) So the only reason they went North was because the prophecy told them to, but he prophecy said they go Borth because they need to think that they’re free or something. Or we could just screw all that and make an entrance in Canada. That was extremely long story bout that.)

(What would they be free of?)

(Probably responsibilities or something idk)

He rolled his eyes. "And back to the hotel room we go." He bent down and grabbed her legs, swinging her over his shoulder.

“HEY- ugh.” Elizabeth groaned, “I give up.”

(Monster attack?)

(OMG YES! But. I have to go to dinner. ;-; And have math. ;-; So I’ll be gone for about an hour. So sorry! >n<)

(OMG YES! But. I have to go to dinner. ;-; And have math. ;-; So I’ll be gone for about an hour. So sorry! >n<)

(Awe okay. I can't promise I'll still be awake.)

(OMG YES! But. I have to go to dinner. ;-; And have math. ;-; So I’ll be gone for about an hour. So sorry! >n<)

(Awe okay. I can't promise I'll still be awake.)

(Me neither)

Phoebe was laying on her side, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn't fall asleep.

Alex continued sketching. She turned the page and began coloring one of her earlier drawings of a ballerina

Mihala sat on the ground near Alex. She wondered who Alex even was.

"hey Mihala" Alex said looking up from her drawing to stretch her neck

"Hello. What's that?" she asked, pointing to the drawing.

"its a drawing of a ballerina. I wish I could do ballet, its a beautiful dance" Alex told her

"I can teach you to dance. I did ballet for a bit until…. all of this. I loved dancing, when I was little, all I would do was dance."

"Really?" Alex asked "Please, I love dancing i just have never taken any classes or anything"

"Here, watch this." Mihala said, twirling gracefully, slowly, but at a fast pace.

Alex stood up carefully placing her sketch pad and pencils on the floor. "that was beautiful"

"So, yeah. Um, I guess that was okay. I really like dancing, it was tradition. Is." she said, blushing. (BTW, does Alex still like Mihala?)

(Yeah) "tradition?" Alex asked tilting her head to the side a bit

"Well, we liked dancing, it was a family thing."