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She found herself standing outside his office. Knocking twice, she waited patiently for him to open the door.
PJO/HoO RP With a Twist
Riley peeked through a window of Chiron's office, curious to see what his reaction would be to their idea.
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(I'm thinking that he should reject the idea, but then they have to go on this quest)
(ORACLE ORACLE ORACLE! But who gets the quest?)
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(The "misfits." And everyone else in camp completely loses it)
(Which misfit?)
//so who’s playing Chiron .-.
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(It doesn't matter. Anyone can play side characters.)
(All the misfits, as a group)
//Guess I’lol Just rp this entire conversation myself then…
//insert conversations, Chiron saying no, disappointment//
“Thank you, Chiron,” Ava said gently. She turned around and left.
(Okay, just normally quests say more than one person, but are only told to one specific character.)
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(Okay, just normally quests say more than one person, but are only told to one specific character.)
(That's true… but we could also have the Oracle leave the attic, and have everyone freak out)
(Can I write the prophecy?)
(Sounds good.)
//we can target @Becfromthedead ’s character cause they started the rp?
(Yeah, let's do that.)
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(Can I write the prophecy?)
(Go for it. I'm too lazy to write one, and I came up with this RP.)
(Can I write the prophecy?)
(Go for it. I'm too lazy to write one, and I came up with this RP.)
(Wow.)
(Yes! I love writing prophecies =P)
Riley could see Chiron talking to Ava, something about "tradition" and "disrespecting the gods"
"Knew it." Riley muttered to herself as Ava came out, shoulders slumped.
She went over to the girl, "Hey it's ok. We can still do stuff together…" she consoled.
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"Yeah, again, we could start a cult," Cira joked.
Wendi's face fell, Chiron had rejected their idea. Was she never going to be able to be with her new friends?
"Cult it is!" Riley said brightly.
Wendi laughed at that, "The cult of misfits!"
"I like it!" Riley grinned. "So who's in it again?"
"There's me!" Wendi raised her hand in the air.
“I heard cult?” Jayden asked, appearing behind… something.
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"We welcome anyone," Cira said, crossing her arms and shifting her weight onto her left foot, "A lot of us don't fit into the image that our parents have set for us."
"Great, cults," Olivers said. "Is there any gods of rejection that we could worship?"
"Is there a god of rejection?" Wendi was genuinely curious.