THE SECOND HBH TEST DRIVE MEME!

[halfbloodhillmods]

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! :)

Comments

[staysthesame]

[Don't worry, Scott. Jill's still not used to it, even a few months later. Not that she hasn't lived by this system for a long time now, but until recently, she'd been stuck at the Hermes table. Nike was a generally empty cabin, with only a few people at the table.

The counselor sits, looking the new guy over. Romans. What a strange concept to her.] Hey. [Friendliest cabin counselor, right here. There's a pause before she continues.] How are you fitting in so far?

[usernameallison]

[Whoa. Scott's seen this girl around and found out that she's the leader of Nike kids - she's intense, and he's a little bit intimidated.]

Hey! You're the centurion around here, right?

[He can't exactly remember if that's what they call them here, but it's the term he's familiar with.]

It's kind of jarring to find out we weren't the only ones out there, but cool. I don't remember having anybody related to Victoria back in my cohort, anyway. Thanks for taking me in.

[staysthesame]

Counselor. [She likes the sound of centurion better, though. That actually sounds a little bit more fierce.

She flicks a comforting smile his way.] It is pretty weird. I'm not surprised, though. [A beat.] Yeah, Nike doesn't exactly have a whole brood running around. I wasn't even claimed until after Percy told the gods off. We have to stick together, right?

[usernameallison]

Counselor, right. Yeah, I guess that makes sense, it seems like that's what they call the leaders at mortal Boy Scout camps and stuff like that.

[He gives her a nod, cheeks puffed out and full of rib meat. Scott is wholly enjoying himself.]

Yeah! Um, even if I don't know much about your side. I guess now's a good time to figure that stuff out.

[staysthesame]

[Jill honestly doesn't know whether to laugh at that or feel a little insulted. She runs her fingers through her fauxhawk, giving him a look.] Did you just compare us to the Boy Scouts?

[Really, son.]

We don't know much about you guys, either. But you know, we're good people. Nice. Don't let anyone give you shit. If they do, tell me. [He might be weird and Roman, but he's one of hers.]

[usernameallison]

Yeah! Um, sorry. Scout camp was the only one I'd been to before Camp Jupiter, so it's kind of a frame of reference for me.

[He laughs, a little nervously - god, Jill is intimidating, and the fact that her mohawk makes her look like a tough biker chick that could pulverize him doesn't help. He hopes he can get used to this.]

Yeah, I'll do that. So what do you guys do here when you're not training for battle?

[He'd heard Camp Half-Blood - Greeks in general, really - were a lot more lax on the whole constant vigilance thing than his home camp.]

[staysthesame]

[She shakes her head, grinning a bit. Okay, sure, she'll give him that.] Yeah, I guess it's a little like that. Except, you know, we train to fight monsters, not walk little old ladies across the street.

[She's quiet for a moment as she chews on a carrot stick.] Hang out. We have frequent campfires where the camp gets together to do sing-alongs. Capture the Flag. Arts and crafts are pretty fun. Sometimes we pitch in to help collect the strawberries to ship them. Think of it like a real summer camp, except campers carry around weapons and fight each other.