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THE SECOND HBH TEST DRIVE MEME!

The Test Drive Meme
A chance to test out character voices in an in-game setting before playing with them!
Who: Campers from all pantheons!
What: It's your free time! Grab some lunch or do one of your favorite activities at camp!
When: Mid-June, around lunchtime.
Where: Camp grounds.
This meme is open to anyone thinking of checking out the game, whether you've apped in or not! Feel free to tag in under one of the prompts or create your own thread. Have fun! :)
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He blinks mildly as Gabe shouts skyward, eating the rest of his berry.]
I'm still trying to sort it all out, I guess. [He goes on when the older boy quiets again.] What I'm supposed to be doing with it. Or not doing.
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[Gabriel elbows Balthazar in the side, laughing a little.]
Hey, that's what we're here to find out, right? I mean, it took me ages to figure out how to do....
[He snaps his fingers, and his image flickers and disappears, then reappears next to Balthazar. He walked around and sat at his other side while invisible.]
...this. You'll get it.
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[Haha, fat chance of that.
He stops squirming when Gabriel vanishes and jumps slightly when he reappears, then smiles.] I don't think that's a thing I'm going to be doing, Gabe.
I guess that's what's got me turned around. Everything works differently for each of us, doesn't it? There's no instruction manual.
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[He grins, shrugging when he appears, and shoves about three more strawberries into his mouth. Don't worry, they're small, he won't choke.]
I don't know. What do you guys do, anyway? You're lucky you turned up when you did. It was a lot harder on us when half the camp was crammed in Hermes cabin.
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[He shakes his head at the strawberry overload and hurriedly gobbles up another, afraid he'll run out.] I don't know what I do. That's the problem. I listen to the plants while they grow. And...sometimes I can still hear wood talking, even when the tree must've been dead for years.
I've seen people make them grow, but...I don't know. I haven't really tried.
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He looks up into the air, scratching his chin, and shrugs.]
Well, man, I think that's the first thing you should try for, then. I mean, Iris-Messages were kind of my big thing when I first got here. Chiron helped a lot, but with enough practice? I could do it with my brain, no time flat. You'll figure it out.
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[He rests his chin in his hands. He doesn't know the word 'ethics', but that's totally what he's thinking about.] It doesn't seem fair to make plants do things they wouldn't, naturally.
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[What he's saying is, he's still not exactly sure if free will for the plants even exists. If pressed, he'd wonder if free will for demigods even existed, with all the self-fulfilling prophecies that get thrown around here.
But for what it's worth, he's here to push his own destiny out of the way as far as he can and live the way he wants to live, as much as he can. Screw that.]
Seriously, don't sweat this kind of stuff, Balth. You'll make yourself crazy.
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[At least he has no problems with eating plants, as evidenced by the fact that he's reaching for another berry.]
Someone has to sweat this stuff, Gabriel. If I don't think about it, then someone else will and then they'll try to tell me how to do it.
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[He plucks one off a vine and places it on Balthazar's head, trying to see how long it can balance there.]
Yeah, yeah, I know. You were never one to take orders from anybody. Just don't give yourself a heart attack or anything. I still don't know CPR.
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I learned it from you, you know. The not taking orders.