User talk:Hazelcats

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~Hazel

  Archive 1 

LMS Chap
You turn for LMS -

 The King of Kings So... you like my new Sig?

Evrytime I Dive in My Pool... I Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle!  21:26, January 22, 2012 (UTC)

WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE :)
MUAHAHAHA.

Evrytime I Dive in My Pool... I Wiggle Wiggle Wiggle!  23:53, January 23, 2012 (UTC)

YES, WE WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE! *Wiggles*!! - You shoot me in a dream. ..You better wake up and apologize  23:54, January 23, 2012 (UTC)

This Month's Article
Please hurry and vote for this months Article of the Month. Darkcloud1111 ~Fastest Hero Alive  04:40, January 29, 2012 (UTC)

I commented on the blog...For OC groups, we're allowed to use past characters in stories already right? Sorry for the questions, never done one before :./ 06:02, February 8, 2012 (UTC)

I'm in? *silently jumps for joy* well can Christopher Fauns join? but if he's too OP for you, then can maybe Mike and/or Silena Adams join?

Hope is only as strong as the hand that wields it.  13:13, February 8, 2012 (UTC)

Again, sorry for the questions but do you want me to add them to the page or do you? 20:25, February 8, 2012 (UTC)

Okay Christopher is kinda OP I admit at. Anyway I'll put up the description soon...sometime in the near future when I have time.

Hope is only as strong as the hand that wields it.  21:43, February 8, 2012 (UTC)

Whay aren't any of my charcaters on the Clockwork Organization? Smiles Smiles Frowns xD 12:36, February 11, 2012 (UTC)

You're turn for Last Man Standing. Darkcloud1111 ~Fastest Hero Alive  15:31, February 11, 2012 (UTC)

Your turn for LMS - Through my rise and fall, you've been my only friend  10:31, February 12, 2012 (UTC)

TOL Invitation
- Through my rise and fall, you've been my only friend  11:36, February 18, 2012 (UTC)

So I'm starting a Collab called The Noodle Chronicles. It isnt chapter based, but it is a collection of short stories so you don't have to worry about holding someone else up. The stories are based off of events in the series that are mentioned, but not explained leaving the reader to wonder what had really happened. I'm looking for writers and would like it if you joined. Darkcloud1111 ~Fastest Hero Alive  20:36, February 19, 2012 (UTC)

U forgot to add the chapter name -__- for LMS - Yes I am Young but that doesn't mean I can't make Justice  06:08, February 23, 2012 (UTC)

Which character are you going to use for The Olympian League? -

1. I know. I've been busy with school stuff and the play and such.

2. Yes, yes I do like your siggie, but I have a new siggie now.

Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 23:04, March 29, 2012 (UTC)

Lol, kk. Well, now my siggie is perfect for your really long 'NOOOOOOO!" 'Cause clearly you're not feeling the aster right now. Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 23:26, March 29, 2012 (UTC)

Get traught, or get dead... no don't get dead, that would be a very horrible thing to have a dead hazel. We can't have a dead hazel... ever. Fine. Stay distraught if you must... but you should get traught. Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 02:28, March 30, 2012 (UTC)

Fine. You don't have to get traught. You should, but you don't have to... Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 11:37, March 30, 2012 (UTC)

Well, I didn't get to read that message until I got to school and turned on my computer this morning. But that's good! Very good! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 19:40, March 30, 2012 (UTC)

Hey auntie hazel, do you wanna join "The eternal flame" OC club? please leave a message on my talk page or email me at: elott@live.com

Jack Firesword 13:31, April 9, 2012 (UTC)

Hey auntie hazel do you wanna join "holoverse wiki"? here is the link: http://holoverse.wikia.com/wiki/User_talk:Jack_Firesword

Jack Firesword 13:34, April 9, 2012 (UTC)

hey I was wondering if you would like to join my collab Zo̱ntanoús nekroús. Even if you don't join please check it out.

Jack Firesword 16:39, April 11, 2012 (UTC)

hey favourite auntie hael, I was wondering if you would be able to help write a story. It will be written in the summer holidays and is not PJO related. It is set in a present day zombie apocalypce. The zombies origin are unknown but are called biters. I will give more info later and you may ask any questions you want about it. Heres my e-mail if you wanna contact me about it: elott@live.com

I AM THE ALMIGHTY CHICKEN 12:40, April 29, 2012 (UTC)

Hey favourite auntie hazel! I was wondering if this would be allowed on the wiki: Ok so theres this place and there are 4 types of demigods and gods, Greek, Roman, Norse and Egyptian, and its in this world where those co-exist - but it is in ancient times and the Greeks and the norse have teamed up against the romans and the Egyptians are against everyone

LMS
heyzel, I wanted to ask if you're in for the LMS sequels or want to just end your characters story in LMS and let other ppl be in the sequels? Answer soon plz - SWAG SWAG SWAG 18:37, May 29, 2012 (UTC)

Good job Hazel! It's good! At least it's more original than copying my siggie! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 21:07, May 29, 2012 (UTC)

Your Hunger Games Tributes
Hey! We are officially starting preparations for 1 st  Annual Demigod Games. And since your tributes are in the games, we need the personalities of your OCs to be able to write the Reapings, Training, and the Games themselves.

Fill up this form and send it me (Archie)

<span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Name:

<p style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Personality:

<p style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Training Strategy: (What will your character do in front of the Gamemakers? Will they purposely get a low score, or try to do their best?)

<p style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Interview Strategy: (What will they do doing their interview? What do they have planned?)

<p style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Strategy for the games: (What will they do doing in the games? Will they go into the Bloodbath? Will they ally with anyone?)

Note: Remember to send this form to Archie, not Dago!

I'll get right one that...tomorrow. Darkcloud1111 ~Fastest Hero Alive  01:15, June 4, 2012 (UTC)

Hi, Hazel! Just wonderin if you had any ideas for my next story. . . I finished Day One and now all my old stories seem useless and immature for now and I can't think of anything new. Thanks! Back and Better Than ever! 12:21, June 13, 2012 (UTC)

Okay. At least I have Wikiversary to take up my time. . . I responded to your comments on the chain below JJs. Back and Better Than ever! 12:30, June 13, 2012 (UTC)

probably. I'm just minorly confused about the pltline, I think instead of just adding we should discuss the plotline before. Back and Better Than ever! 14:35, June 13, 2012 (UTC) PS: Check out The Questers:Snow plz!

Just added huge plot twist. . . i just made you read it so you don't have to now but check out the twist sometime this week! I'll start a discussion for the plot on the talk page of TQO. Back and Better Than ever! 14:44, June 13, 2012 (UTC)





Well, I told Ex how I feel and kickstarted a bunch of drama... :( he went on to explain how I'm a bad admin and disorganized. Μιχαήλ   the   Quester  22:31, June 22, 2012 (UTC)

Your turn for Last Man Standing, I did my chap already (click here) -<font face= "Times New Roman" size="+1" color="#0"> SWAG SWAG SWAG 01:24, June 23, 2012 (UTC)

Haze, I'm kind of confused...I asked you what you thought o tQ vs. THO several times...and you were calways okay with it. Now Matt is yelling at me, dsaying i don't have his or your support. I'd like to ask you to please, even if you don't prefer, leave it be becuase I'm super-excited about it, uits working and you had some moments where you could've broken it to me gently.. instead of Matt abruptly telling me when its rolling how I should shut it down. Μιχαήλ  the   Quester  15:50, June 24, 2012 (UTC)

This is probably very overdue but I might as well answer anyway. If you still want Annie's opinions on Christmas I would say she enjoy's the holiday, and always looks forward to it. Same thing for snow.

Samianthaan/Annie αστέρι 15:59, June 24, 2012 (UTC)

I have a few things to say Hazel: 1) Thanks for not hating me after I refused to cancel QvH! 2) I made a petition for Annie to come back- spread the news! 3)I love Sweet Dreams- but wheres Kat??!?? Μιχαήλ   the   Quester  19:47, June 24, 2012 (UTC)

Can you see my blog? Ineeed mor opinions... Μιχαήλ  the   Quester  23:32, June 30, 2012 (UTC)

Thaaaaaaaaanks Hazel. :P Mt. Everest Is My Biotch 02:50, July 3, 2012 (UTC)

Hazel, I've already seen that video. LL and I have subscribed to that channel and watched like every YJ video on there. If you want to watch some good YJ cosplays, go to InnerMindTheatre on yt. They are hilarious! :D Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 19:41, July 4, 2012 (UTC)

Awesome! IMT is a yt channel, btw, not just one video. But go ahead and finish watching Depths first! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. 20:27, July 4, 2012 (UTC)

Hey... I made a YJ RP Wiki that combines canon and original characters...its not done but Iw as hoping you'd check it out. YJ RP Wiki! Μιχαήλ   the   Clancat  16:26, July 11, 2012 (UTC)

Hey, I noticed that you said you want to read Draco Malfoy: God of the Gods. Well the prologue is up, in case you are wondering. <span style="color:black; background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, right top, from(#00FF66), to(darkslateblue));background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top,#BE2CBE,#000000); border-bottom-right-radius:1ex; border-top-right-radius:5ex;"><font color="#F8F8F8" face="Century Gothic"> 18:58,7/14/2012

Hi, can you restore my rollback form? I just added it and now I haveno idea whether anyone approved...I'm super busy right now so I can't redo it... Once upon a time  heroes roamed.   Now the past becomes the future.  23:43, July 22, 2012 (UTC)

Hey, Hazel, you might want to change the main page back to sysop only. =)   <span style="color:black; background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, right top, from(#00FF66), to(darkslateblue));background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top,#BE2CBE,#000000); border-bottom-right-radius:1ex; border-top-right-radius:5ex;"><font color="#F8F8F8" face="Century Gothic"> 16:24,7/24/2012

Get on the chat. <span style="color:black; background-image:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, right top, from(#00FF66), to(darkslateblue));background-image:-moz-linear-gradient(top,#BE2CBE,#000000); border-bottom-right-radius:1ex; border-top-right-radius:5ex;"><font color="#F8F8F8" face="Times New Roman"> 17:13,7/30/2012

Do your LMS chap >_> -<font face= "Times New Roman" size="+1" color="#0"> Why do we fall sir? So we learn to pick ourselves back up.  01:46, July 31, 2012 (UTC)

Check my blog. -Hermione

HEY, MISS ADMIN LADY! this one user (he's new to this wiki), KnightFang53, has been banned from the CHB wiki for no reason. he wants one of us to contact that wiki and ask why. will you? ~DoT the Waffle Queen (talk) 23:25, August 5, 2012 (UTC)

What happen to calpyso?
Hi! I just wanted to say that I love your story, 'what if Percy stayed with calypso' please don't discontinue yet because I was really hoping to see what was going to happen. I was curious if Percy would end up being the child the prophecy still and the gods given him Mrs. O' leary for then Percy goes to the underoworld and still dips in the river. The difference is Percy would see...well you see that I have the whole story idea in my head and I'm curious what you are going to do with it. If you are going to have it redone or discontinue can I continue your work. I will have the same cahpter you put up and I will tell everyone that you wrote after all it is your work. Please get back to me as soon as possible you can PM me at http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2649790/ 12.71.22.130 04:47, August 8, 2012 (UTC)heromartymcfly

Hey Hazel... You gonna be on chat today? Hermione6720  The Quester   The Author  12:57, August 20, 2012 (UTC)

Cats I need to interview you for The Insider so message me whenever you can go on chat. -<font face= "Ravie" size="+1" color="#0"> Fack Care  Mate  01:17, September 7, 2012 (UTC)

Publish your section of the Insider now! -<font face= "Ravie" size="+1" color="#0"> Fack Care  Mate  20:34, September 15, 2012 (UTC)

The Genesis League Certificate of Appreciation and Authenticity
Your absolutely right. Can you start setting chat times with Matt and Rin? Supe r obin 19:44, September 22, 2012 (UTC)

Okay, I wanted to explain my change of avatar to somebody so people wouldn't think I've gone nuts...I found thsi webiste with fan art and I wanted a Robin and Superboy pic. Thsi was teh only one I found that really represented their freindship with them not naked or kissing. It just...seems right. And I love Robin's face. It looks so much liek I've always imagined Michael. If you look at Michael's page, its his new face, and it actually looks really good.Trust me, I'd have preferred shirts... Supe r obin 20:13, September 22, 2012 (UTC)

Thanks. OMG. I just realized- On my pic Supes= Zack, Robin = Michael....weird... Supe r obin 22:27, September 22, 2012 (UTC)

Want to go on chat and dicuss THO stuff? Ideas? Supe r obin 22:32, September 22, 2012 (UTC)

I had an idea...a weird one taht just kind of popped into my head. I've been staring at my avatar too long. AU where Michael is gay. I know, weird, but...it coudl work. not really. What you think? Supe r obin 23:04, September 22, 2012 (UTC)

Muahahha. Supe r obin 10:54, September 23, 2012 (UTC)

I WAS JUST LOOKING AT SOME OF THOSE PICTURES! LL SENT A COUPLE TO ME!

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG DID YOU SEE THE CLIPS FROM THE EPISODE?!?!?!?! IF NOT HERE IS THE LINK: http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&id=41210 Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 03:30, September 27, 2012 (UTC)

Are you saying that you have volleyball practice at 10:30 in the morning on a Saturday? If so, then what kind of place do you play volleyball for if they have practice at that time?! I can see having a volleyball game at that time (I'm pretty sure I had some then when I played), but practice? That's just not right... Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 02:25, September 28, 2012 (UTC)

Ohhhh! That makes more sense now! It's ok, I have to wait for it too... sadly. It's very upsetting. It's even more upsetting that LL gets to watch it when it airs and will probably text me while she watches it, so I can't look at my phone until I get to watch the episode. BUT IT AIRS TOMORROW!!!! OH MY GOSH I CAN'T WAIT! I'm going to watch episode 7 again since I haven't watched it in forever (meaning since the day it aired)! ACK! LESS THAN ONE FREAKING DAY! I'M SO FREAKING EXCITED!!!! :D :D :D Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 18:08, September 28, 2012 (UTC)

LL got to watch it and said the episode was amazing! IT NEEDS TO COME ONTO THE INTERNET NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 15:10, September 29, 2012 (UTC)

Hey, Hazel. It's Wolf. Remember the Readers' Choice Collab? Well, the first part is written. It is here. Would you like to write the next page? It is a separate page, you either write about Andy and Kelsey going with Gavin and Abcde (who will take you to Camp Half-Blood) or with Delia and Mike (who will take you to Camp Jupiter). You only write one of the choices, but there will be more to follow later. If you can, thanx! I&#39;m not gonna kill you THAT much. (talk) 03:44, October 13, 2012 (UTC)

http://youngjustice.wikia.com/wiki/User_blog:Erockrule/Next_Time_On_Young_Justice_%22Before_The_Dawn%22#comm-62554

That says something about why it wasn't on today. Not sure if you read this yet or not. Hopefully this won't last long. Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 15:19, October 13, 2012 (UTC)

Yeah, a little plot. Gavin is a satyr. Going with him = going to camp half-blood. The other choice = going to Camp Jupiter. Other than Gavin, these guys are demigods, but you and Kelsey don't know it. It will be a totally different adventure depending on which camp you go to.

Hazel!!!!! YJ ISN'T COMING BACK UNTIL JANUARY NOW! UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! THIS IS VERY FRUSTRATING AND NOT WHELMING AND I'M CLEARLY NOT FEELING THE ASTER IF YOU CAN'T TELL BY MY SPEAKING IN ALL CAPS! WE GOT TWO FREAKING EPISODES AND NOW IT'S GOING ON ANOTHER HIATUS AFTER WE WAITED 3 FREAKING MONTHS! UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

STUPID CARTOON NETWORK! WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO US?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Well, there's my mini rant thing. Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 02:51, October 14, 2012 (UTC)

It's on animeflavor?!?!?!?!?! OMG I MUST WATCH IT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 17:19, October 14, 2012 (UTC)

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!! I watched it! I watched it! It was amazing! I didn't think that M'gann was going to do that this soon! I knew that that was going to happen eventually in this season, but not now! And OMG, Nightwing said whelmed!!!!!! :D The first time he's said anything like that this season! I replayed that little part like 5 time and was fangirl squealing every single time! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHY? WHY MUST THEY DO THIS TO US AND MAKE US HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL FREAKING JANUAARY FOR MORE?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 18:41, October 14, 2012 (UTC)

YES! HE DID SAY WHELMED! :D It was at some point when they were fighting after the gates closed. He was talking to either Batgirl or Wonder Girl and he said stay whelmed. It made my life. Do you know how freaking happy I was when he said that? I've been disappointed that he hadn't said something like that this season. And now he has! :D There's still not as many good lines to quote of Nightwing's this season, but it makes me happy to know that he still says things like whelmed. Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 14:08, October 15, 2012 (UTC)

Thanks Hazel, my extremely asterous friend! Oh my gosh, LL and one of my other friends decorated my locker and there was a picture of Robin and the streamers were red and black and yellow (Robin colors :D)! It was extremely awesome! I have very amazing friends (which includes the people on here)! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 02:51, October 19, 2012 (UTC)

Listen closely and you shall hear it! I heard it the first time! Well, I had to replay it just so I could make sure I heard him correctly, but I heard it! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 13:34, October 19, 2012 (UTC)

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG! AHHHHHHH! Didn't it make you so happy when you heard it?!?!?! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 02:57, October 22, 2012 (UTC)

Sorry, parents are barring me from computer....can you get on quickly today? Everyone Is Darkness Everyone is Light  17:02, October 27, 2012 (UTC)

Skoge, where have you been? You best get on chat as soon as you see this message. I don't care if it's like four AM, you must get on chat. lejlfkjkl

<font face="Monotype Corsiva" size="4" color="#05B8CC">Fail whaling <font face="Monotype Corsiva" size="4" color="#0099CC">here.  15:17, November 6, 2012 (UTC)

I think that this years THO christmas story should be a joint one with the Questers. Snoiwed into the olympus throne room or something. Everyone Is Darkness Everyone is Light  21:44, November 6, 2012 (UTC)

Referring to: The Agency
Hey Hazel,

Ers and I are starting up the Agency, finally. You have two characters in it, and I wanted to know if you were still interested in being in it or not. Please reply.

Sincerely,

<font face="Monotype Corsiva" size="4" color="#05B8CC">Fail whaling <font face="Monotype Corsiva" size="4" color="#0099CC">here.  06:08, November 11, 2012 (UTC)

Hazel, Matt says that my blog is okay, but he is too busy so can you implement it?? The Creator 21:46, November 24, 2012 (UTC)

OMG OKAY WHY WAIT WHAT WHY WHAT HAPPENED.

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Check out the sig!

GET ON THE CHAT WHILE IM ON.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 115%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-size: 9pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;">Our second goal this semester was for all students to be able to create a document using Microsoft Word, Microsoft Power Point, and Microsoft Excel. The main point of this goal was to display information in different, but professional ways. The first part of our second goal is important because we must know how to create a document with this software. In college it will most likely be one of our most valued resources along with the other two software’s Microsoft Power Point, and Microsoft Excel. We spent a bit of time learning the vocabulary like underline, bold, italic, center, left-center, and right center. We practiced on it quite a few times, and to show that we knew how to use it properly we wrote a story about our lives in the year 2020. We used the MLA format, and used the double spacing, left-center, and other multiple features on the Microsoft Word software to create it. The second part of our second goal is important because we must know how to highlight the important information, format the text to make it look appealing; add relevant pictures, transitions, designs, and animations to slides. Also we must cite the sources of where we got our information. These are all very important skills, and will be used in college a lot for projects and other things. This goal also helps us with our presentation skills, we all had to get up in front of the class and present a Power Point we made ourselves with everything that was listed above. It was all about ourselves and called “All about me”. From what I am told from my teacher Mrs. Jahan, everyone passed and some even exceeded the expectations by adding music and some other effects. The third part of our second goal is that we would be able to display information on Microsoft Excel. It is mostly used for graphs, for big companies to help make their work easier. We need to learn how to use it because it will be used in college and most likely our work place in the future. We practiced and learned which things are which on there for a few days, we had to make a project on it displaying certain information in the right spots of the columns and rows. First we practiced it with a class survey. We learned that it can average itself out, or add up the sum. It makes peoples jobs easier like for teachers putting grades in the grade book. All three of these software’s are important for us to know because of the future, I even asked our technology teacher Mrs. Jahan the question, “Why do you think this is an important goal for everyone?” she answered with, “Goal # 2 is about the basic computer skills which is required in college and every job you do after attending college. YES prep is a college bound school and 100% students go to college that’s why all students must have basic computer skills to be successful in college and beyond.” Her answer is very adequate; it is just like with math. We need to know basic math skills because they will be used further in our education and after college. Computer skills are just as important and will be needed almost all the time.

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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">'''<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Kristen ITC";">By the end of the semester, all students will demonstrate understanding of Computer Ethics, Cyber Safety, Copy Right, Intellectual Property, and Fair Use Policy through a project. '''

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> Our third goal this semester was for all students to be able to demonstrate understanding of computer ethics, cyber safety, copy right, intellectual property, and fair use policy through a project. The point of this goal is important. Computer ethics teaches students how to act on the computer, whether or not what we do is ethical, unethical, or illegal. Without computer ethics the cyber world would be in chaos and unsafe for everyone. There is also cyber safety, think about the real world as a computer. If you don’t walk up to strangers and say hello to real people, then why would you do something like that online? Why would you put up personal information like your age, where you live, your name, or your picture? It is those things which can get some people kidnapped, or killed. Other things that we have learned is Copy Right, Copy Right is also very critical and should be taken seriously. Copy Right allows you to either be able to copy something, or not allow you to. For example, you should not copy computer games, unless it says exactly that you can. If you don’t follow that then you could get into very big trouble with some major companies. There’s also intellectual property, intellectual property is something that you yourself created. A story you wrote, a picture you drew, or even your own thoughts count as your own intellectual property and no one can use them without your permission. That is where the fair use policy can come in also, the fair use policy allows individuals to use small pieces of someone else’s work without asking the owner for projects and things in school. But to be able to do that you also you need to credit the person who made it so you wont be plagiarizing someone else’s work. We demonstrated that we learned all of these things in a Power Point we made ourselves in class. Using Microsoft Power Point in this project shows even more that we have know how to use it like goal two states. For the Power Point we had to choose a topic of one of these things, create a situation and say if it was ethical, unethical, or illegal. One of the students Sydney Brown chose the topic personal use of time and resources at work/ theft of services. She created a situation in which the person was using work resources without asking or replacing it. She also explained that it was unethical and that to make it ethical the person should ask permission first and then replace what they took. This project proves that we have learned the material and that we know it well. All parts of the third goal for this semester are very important, they help us not get into trouble with the law or society. From the smallest situations to the biggest, we all need to learn these things so we will know what the right thing to do and what not to do.

Chat

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Help?
Em, hi! I believe that I need help here, because I am confused. I'm not even sure if I'm supposed to be posting a help request here, but I went through the help desk and I didn't find the answers I want. Apparently you can ask the admins for help, so I posted here. But I'm not sure if this is the right place to ask an admin. Can you explain to me what is an OC club? I just don't really get it, I read the OC club help page once, and I don't think it really explained alot, not that I mean offence to the page creater. Now I can't even find the page.

The Great Donoteatme-Anti-cannibalism 06:26, December 15, 2012 (UTC)

We shoudl finish developing the Holiday Party, so we can tell some people about it...we're running out of time...

-Hermione

Thanks! That's all I wanted to know.

The Great Donoteatme-Anti-cannibalism 03:23, December 16, 2012 (UTC)

Chat. --

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Hey Hazel! I'm back on the wiki, contributing again and I wondered if you would like to join my collab? An Odyssey   The Creator 11:50, December 27, 2012 (UTC)

Hi

I hope you do decide to join, since your an amazing writer. The Creator 17:31, December 27, 2012 (UTC)

Okay then. I hope you do decide to join, since your an amazing writer. The Creator 17:31, December 27, 2012 (UTC)

~Lollipop theme~ Chatty chat, chatty chat, chatty cha-chatty chatty chat. Bud dum dum dum get on the chat.

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IKR?! I kinda forgot about YJ (shame on me! >.>) for a few months...because there's been NO notices or ANYTHING about it on CN (f*** you CN -_-). lol But you like YJ! Which is good! I can tell we're gonna bond! :D lol I'm overwhelmed- wait...whelmed. Haha! You see what I did there?! Huh, huh? ;) lol Yeeeaah...I'm officialy retarded XD PowerSaint (talk) 21:13, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

lol Yeah. I saw that episode XD *sighs* I remember that day like it was yeterd...*cue flashback*

Me: YOUNG JUSTICE! WOO HOO! :D *turns on TV*

CN Announcer: Next up, Dreamwork's Dragons: Riders of Berk!

Me:...Dafuq? *looks at guide*

Guide: DREAMWORK'S DRAGONS: RIDERS OF BERK

Me:.....Mother effers....*runs to computer and types in: WHY THE F*** IS CARTOON NETWORK NOT SHOWING YJ*

Google: No reponse

Me: -__________-

-A DAY LATER-

IGN News Feed: CN randomly canceled YJ and Green Lantern.

Me: BASTARDS! *dies*

LOL xD PowerSaint (talk) 21:23, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

Alright! Thanks for the invite! :3 Btw, can you look at my pages some? Yes, yes I know...whiny, naggy b**** right here! XD lol No, I just wanna know what you think. :3 LOL Oh...and Nice Aztec Party idea XD PowerSaint (talk) 21:28, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

lol Thanks! :3 And yeah...RICK YOU F*** UP KHIONE! lol I always invisoned her as a graceful goddess...She's snow- not hateful, painful ice. Lol Snow falls gracefully and is all poofy...poof! :D lol PowerSaint (talk) 21:41, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

Also, can you take a look at my Revan Belmonte page? (Damn, I'm bossy >.> *smacks self) XD lol And one last thing...I just heard the funniest thing...thought I might share it..SHINE BRIGHT LIKE AN EDWARD! Lol xDDDDPowerSaint (talk) 21:43, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

lol Thanks! And yeah! XD lol I have to give credit for that one to my gf's little sister...she's so...creative XD lol It's pretty freaking hilarious PowerSaint (talk) 21:51, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

lol She really is XD lol Both my gf and her 2 little sisters...lol Love em all XD lol ANYWA....Sh*t...I spelled Anyway wrong <.< *looks down* Dumb ass keys...ANYWAY...whew..goodtime...Anyway, nice to meet you! :D

Lol Btw, Prologue for WWR will be up soon...if you'd like to read fill free to leave a comment 2! :D Adios Hazel-san! LOL I HAVE NO FKIN IDEA WHY I SAID THAT XD lol :3 PowerSaint (talk) 22:01, December 31, 2012 (UTC)

Hey, Hazel. When you have finished revising your speech could you put it in this blog? Thanks. -<font face="Decibel" size="4" color="green" >Leafwhisker <font face="Decibel" size="4" color="darkgreen">Stipulevibrissa 08:02, January 1, 2013 (UTC)

New Here
evening, I'm new to this wiki (not the series) and I'm wondering if there's any major rules I should know about before I really start doing anything here

I do have a couple of demigods in mind (haven't fleshed them out fully though) and I'm wondering if there's a cut off for gods/personifications since I'm thinking of having Phobetor and Amphictyonis being the divine parents of the two demigods I'm working on

incase you don't know (or don't feel like looking them up)

Phobetor - aka Ikelos, Icelos or Icelus is an Oneiroi (personification of dreaming) and represents nightmares. He can appear in the mortal realm in the guise of various animals and could change their physical forms at will in order to interact with mortals in the waking world. Being the personification of nightmares he appears in dreams as animals or monsters.

Amphictyonis - is a goddess of wine and friendship between nations. Demeter was worshiped under this name at Anthela, because it was a meeting place for the amphictyons of Thermopylae, who offered sacrifices to her at the start of every meeting. (so I'm not sure if she's still a different goddess or if she is Demeter...) Leengard Ustan (talk) 05:05, January 3, 2013 (UTC)

thanks for the welcome

I was asking more to make sure I didn't accidentally overstep some rule I didn't see on the main page (don't worry about swearing or racist comments I don't really swear much more than what there is in Riordan's stories and racism is stupid)

and I was also asking because I really wasn't too sure if Amphictyonis really is a different goddess or if she should just be Demeter by another name & I am also wondering how much of Phobetor's power a demigod should inherent (the shapeshifting is mostly what I'm wondering about)

I have also began plotting some Roman demigods & after seeing some of the other mythologies listed I am deffinately going to start looking into the other pantheons Leengard Ustan (talk) 02:27, January 4, 2013 (UTC)

I have a question about the standards on images posted here which is...what are the standards? Leengard Ustan (talk) 04:54, January 7, 2013 (UTC)

well the image shows a lot of cleavage, so I'm not sure if that's acceptable (lots of cleavage but nothing that would need to be censored) Leengard Ustan (talk) 21:25, January 8, 2013 (UTC)

alright, I'll see what I can do about cropping it (if that doesn't work then I'll use one of those avatar sites you guys have linked) Leengard Ustan (talk) 00:29, January 9, 2013 (UTC)

thanks for the links Leengard Ustan (talk) 01:29, January 9, 2013 (UTC)

hey, I'm not sure if it is just my laptop or my interwebs connection but for some reason I cannot get onto this wiki's Recent Activity page, is there some sort of maintenance going on here or is my comp or interwebs just being crap on me? Leengard Ustan (talk) 23:25, January 9, 2013 (UTC)

don't worry abot it, it has finally worked itself out (must've been a glitch) the irritating thing is that it lasted for a few days Leengard Ustan (talk) 01:22, January 10, 2013 (UTC)

Hey! Are you interested in participating in a collab? If so, just respond. I&#39;m not gonna kill you THAT much. (talk) 18:09, January 26, 2013 (UTC)

Hazel... Why is everyone on chat right now? It's like 1:30! Clearly you&#39;re not feeling the aster. (talk) 18:26, January 28, 2013 (UTC)

Hello! Hello! Hullo! :D Will you read my book? https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/269845 and also I think you're one of the nicest people on here! I wish I could follow you on Wiki! That would be easier! :3 anyways your the bestest! HunterofArtemis12 ~Daughter of the Hunt  00:35, February 2, 2013 (UTC)

I GOT THE FAULT IN OUR STARS ON MY KINDLE YAYYYYYY Chase (Talk|Stalk) 17:02, February 11, 2013 (UTC)

HAZEL HAZEL HAZEL GUESS WHAT BOOK I GOT like a sir *holds up mustache* (talk) 22:05, February 25, 2013 (UTC)

I'm on right now if you still want to talk :] Chase (Talk|Stalk) 21:54, February 27, 2013 (UTC)

DoA said that she would be a judge for the contest. I'm waiting for her to reply back with an answer about if she wants two other people to judge with her or just have us be judges again. Just thought I'd let you know. Clearly you're not feeling the aster 15:17, March 4, 2013 (UTC)

hey, since your an admin, could you delete this, this, and that page. I wrote them but I'm no longer interested in them. thanks. -faster

A Request
I've set up a new page on 'The Perseus Attraction', as popular Fanfiction story. I don't want to bug you, but is it possible that it be put into the navigation bar under Top Content- Most Popular, because (of this is in terms of Fanfiction popularity and not Wiki Page popularity, in which case it has no place) it has been nominated for a Phoenix Award and has over 1,200 reviews in 37 chapters.

I understand the page itself my not be developed enough, but I just thought I'd ask.

Thanks for yoru time,

Flynn (talk) 08:26, March 27, 2013 (UTC)

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<p style="text-align: center;"> Welcome to Solace, where all your pleasures are satisfied. 15:06, March 29, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Collab application: Ersason219

 * Name: Hilary Michaelson
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 17
 * Olympian Parent: Nyx
 * Abilities: Can enhance her sense in the dark and shadow travel
 * Weapon: Javelin, Spear and Staff
 * Appearance Description:  She always wears Black clothers and has a very depressing, cynical view on life like her mother,
 * Personality: Is very critical of everyone and everything. Is only nice to those she trusts.
 * Creator: Ersason219

<p class="MsoNormal">Hilary lived in her half-sister’s shadow. Ironic seeing as she was the daughter of the Goddess of Darkness, but it was true. Her sister was the daughter of Euterpe, Muse of Lyrical poetry and her sister was a successful singer because of this, Hilary lived in the shadow of her sibling.

<p class="MsoNormal">Her mother never talked to her much either, Hilary felt like an only child. She had no friends as her trust was limited to only a few people, which themselves where not wholly trusted. Only at night was Hilary at peace with herself, she radiated energy at night and her senses would broaden to a point where she could see into other cities and hear noise from far away.

<p class="MsoNormal">When she was fourteen, her dad shipped Hilary and her sister Ingrid to a camp for people like us. Camp wasn’t too bad. It was like regular camp, but far more dangerous. Arrows and other weapons soared through the air constantly, making Hilary feel nervous. The Woods intrigued her as it was dark and dreary.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t go in there!” a man-horse said and galloped to Hilary’s side.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you care?” Hilary barked back.

<p class="MsoNormal">“The darkness draws you, I know what you’re mother is capable of. But in there lay fierce monsters who could kill you before you draw a weapon, which of course you didn’t get” the man- horse hybrid, who introduced himself as Chiron, said.

<p class="MsoNormal">Months went on, and Hilary adapted to her abilities, she was able to fully produce a life-like copycat of herself and often used it to sneak out. Then, one day, as Hilary and her new friend Faye, Daughter of Lyssa, where in the Volleyball court when the camp’s oracle, Rachel came forward. She was about to say something when her eyes went green.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Daughter of Night shall be stuck in time, With the help of a friend the ice shall melt With the cold winds Revenge will be dealt”

<p class="MsoNormal">Rachel stood up, shook the dirt off her clothes and said “What did I say?” getting used to being the Oracle wasn’t easy for her.

<p class="MsoNormal">I repeated the prophecy she looked confused “I can never interpret my own prophecies, it’s really annoying. So, I’ll leave you guys to figure it out” she finished and walked back to her cave.

<p class="MsoNormal">Faye and Hilary spent the day trying to unravel the words of Rachel’s prophecy. “The Daughter of Nyx has to be me” Hilary pointed out.

<p class="MsoNormal">“And I must be the friend” Faye insisted, looking confident.

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">A weird sound echoed through camp a few days before Hilary had to go on her quest. She went around camp looking for the source of the whistling. Hilary stood on the edge of the Woods when a voice sounded “Hilary... in here...” the voice seemed to echo.

<p class="MsoNormal">Betraying Chiron’s orders she wandered into the woods. Farther and farther she walked until she came to the darkest part of the Woods. In the centre, standing by a rock was a woman wearing a black down and black jewellery.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hello, my daughter” the woman, who I now understood was Nyx, said.

<p class="MsoNormal">“... Mom” Hilary questioned curiously.

“How can you change it? Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled” Hilary questioned her mother.
<p class="MsoNormal">“You can join me. Be my handmaiden and we can rule the Dark Dimension, mother and daughter” Nyx propositioned.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I... didn’t think it was possible... but when can I leave?” Hilary asked back.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Now... leave this camp. Leave this life behind and come to the dark side” Nyx said in a cheery mood.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Let’s go” and like that, Hilary became a powerful handmaiden to her mother, often challenging fellow handmaidens and using her dark gifts for both good and bad.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Demeter Eats Coco-pops  YOLO  21:43, March 29, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Collab application: Ersason219

 * Name: Hilary Michaelson
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 17
 * Olympian Parent: Nyx
 * Abilities: Can enhance her sense in the dark and shadow travel
 * Weapon: Javelin, Spear and Staff
 * Appearance Description:  She always wears Black clothers and has a very depressing, cynical view on life like her mother,
 * Personality: Is very critical of everyone and everything. Is only nice to those she trusts.
 * Creator: Ersason219

<p class="MsoNormal">Hilary lived in her half-sister’s shadow. Ironic seeing as she was the daughter of the Goddess of Darkness, but it was true. Her sister was the daughter of Euterpe, Muse of Lyrical poetry and her sister was a successful singer because of this, Hilary lived in the shadow of her sibling.

<p class="MsoNormal">Her mother never talked to her much either, Hilary felt like an only child. She had no friends as her trust was limited to only a few people, which themselves where not wholly trusted. Only at night was Hilary at peace with herself, she radiated energy at night and her senses would broaden to a point where she could see into other cities and hear noise from far away.

<p class="MsoNormal">When she was fourteen, her dad shipped Hilary and her sister Ingrid to a camp for people like us. Camp wasn’t too bad. It was like regular camp, but far more dangerous. Arrows and other weapons soared through the air constantly, making Hilary feel nervous. The Woods intrigued her as it was dark and dreary.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Don’t go in there!” a man-horse said and galloped to Hilary’s side.

<p class="MsoNormal">“What do you care?” Hilary barked back.

<p class="MsoNormal">“The darkness draws you, I know what you’re mother is capable of. But in there lay fierce monsters who could kill you before you draw a weapon, which of course you didn’t get” the man- horse hybrid, who introduced himself as Chiron, said.

<p class="MsoNormal">Months went on, and Hilary adapted to her abilities, she was able to fully produce a life-like copycat of herself and often used it to sneak out. Then, one day, as Hilary and her new friend Faye, Daughter of Lyssa, where in the Volleyball court when the camp’s oracle, Rachel came forward. She was about to say something when her eyes went green.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Daughter of Night shall be stuck in time, With the help of a friend the ice shall melt With the cold winds Revenge will be dealt”

<p class="MsoNormal">Rachel stood up, shook the dirt off her clothes and said “What did I say?” getting used to being the Oracle wasn’t easy for her.

<p class="MsoNormal">I repeated the prophecy she looked confused “I can never interpret my own prophecies, it’s really annoying. So, I’ll leave you guys to figure it out” she finished and walked back to her cave.

<p class="MsoNormal">Faye and Hilary spent the day trying to unravel the words of Rachel’s prophecy. “The Daughter of Nyx has to be me” Hilary pointed out.

<p class="MsoNormal">“And I must be the friend” Faye insisted, looking confident.

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">A weird sound echoed through camp a few days before Hilary had to go on her quest. She went around camp looking for the source of the whistling. Hilary stood on the edge of the Woods when a voice sounded “Hilary... in here...” the voice seemed to echo.

<p class="MsoNormal">Betraying Chiron’s orders she wandered into the woods. Farther and farther she walked until she came to the darkest part of the Woods. In the centre, standing by a rock was a woman wearing a black down and black jewellery.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hello, my daughter” the woman, who I now understood was Nyx, said.

<p class="MsoNormal">“... Mom” Hilary questioned curiously.

“Indeed, I heard about the prophecy... but I can help you avoid the fate of the prophecy” Nyx exclaimed.

“How can you change it? Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled” Hilary questioned her mother.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You can join me. Be my handmaiden and we can rule the Dark Dimension, mother and daughter” Nyx propositioned.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I... didn’t think it was possible... but when can I leave?” Hilary asked back.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Now... leave this camp. Leave this life behind and come to the dark side” Nyx said in a cheery mood.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Let’s go” and like that, Hilary became a powerful handmaiden to her mother, often challenging fellow handmaidens and using her dark gifts for both good and bad.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Demeter Eats Coco-pops  YOLO  21:45, March 29, 2013 (UTC)

Add-on to story: The camp was located in Europe, before the Americans got to spread the word about the Demigod epidemic. Demeter Eats Coco-pops  YOLO  21:53, March 29, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Collab application: Cutefairy78
Name: Shawn Grantson Age (Must be at least fifteen): 18

Olympian Parent: Artemis

Abilities: She has perfect aim from training (Not because of her parent.) She is a skilled runner and a very good acrobat.

Weapon: She uses a cross-bow that can turn into a silver chained bracelet.

Appearance Description: She has long waist length hair that is platinum Blonde. She has bright blue eyes and white flawless skin. She stands to about 5'6 and wears a red t-shirt with black short shorts and brown combat boots.

Personality: She is a tough girl. She will do what she has to and won't settle for anything but her best. She doesn't mind getting her hands dirty and getting a little bit of blood on her. She isn't a girly girl and she hates anything girly, she would rather hang out with the guys more than girls. But only if the girls are girly girls. Other than that it's okay.

Creator: Cutefairy78Other Important Details

(Optional, but recommended): She has a deep fear of the darkness. (Explained in her story.) On her right hand on her wrist is a burnt mark of a hand. (Also Explained in story.) Story will be posted today. Realm of the Shadows 22:06, March 29, 2013 (UTC)

Shawns POV (1st person)

I sat in my room on my bed thinking about what had just happened, my father had just yelled at me. He never yells at me, and he tried to hurt me. What was wrong with him?

I picked up the phone in my room and dialed my best friends number and waited.

"You've reached Alice! Sorry I can't answer my phone right now. Please leave a message!" I hung up my phone and shook my head, what was going on? Alice not answering her phone. My father trying to hurt me?

I picked up the phone and dialed again. I waited and she answered.

"Alice! Alice it's me Shawn!" I said and heard heavy breathing on her end.

"Shawn. . .Run. . Run. . RUN!" She yelled and hung up. Her voice. It was deep and shaky. She sounded sick. But what was wrong with her?

I heard a knock on my door and knew it was my dad, I got up off my bed and opened my door. He stood there staring at me with his blood shot eyes.

"Shawn. I am going to take a nap. I don't feel good. Stay in the house okay?" He said in his normal fatherly voice, I nodded and he walked down the hall and into his room closing the door.

Okay. What was going on? I needed answers.

I left my room and ran down the stairs and into the living room and turned on the TV and switched to the news. "Reports of a strange virus has broken out all over America! The weapons used to attack the other factions have spread a deadly virus that takes over it's host!" The news lady said and kept talking about random stuff, stay inside. Check your food. Etc.

I went to turn the TV off when the news lady was attacked by a person, they and ran into her and knocked her to the ground and started attacking her. The camera man tried to run but he was attacked also.

"What in the heck?" I said and watched, the camera fell to the ground and you could hear the screams of the two, then blood splashed onto the camera and the vision was foggy.

I turned off the TV and shook my head while walking into the kitchen.

"This can't be true. Sure the world is messed up. But how?" I said out loud and looked up out the window. What I saw. I will never be able to get out of my mind. People dead left and right, people eating others. Ripping limbs off. Pulling out intestines. It was the Zombie apocalypse.

I heard my father groan from his room, I stood in the kitchen listening. He groaned and I heard something break. I quickly ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs. But when I reached the top the lights had shut off.

I stood at the top of the stairs frozen, darkness and me did not mix. At all.

I saw the door to my fathers room open, he stepped out. My mouth remained closed. He looked horrible, his skin was deathly pale. His hair was dark gray. His eyes were pure bloodshot and his mouth was foaming.

"Shawn. . Run. . Run. . RUN!" He yelled at me and I screamed, I turned around and took one step and he was there holding my wrist. Acid. It felt like Acid. My skin burning. It felt horrible.

I screamed out in pain and kicked him off of me and ran down the stairs and ran into the kitchen.

I pulled the butcher knife out of the drawer and faced the stairs ready for him to come.

But than I realized it was pitch black down stairs. How did I see through it all so fast?

Than I heard him, he jumped from the top of the stairs and landed right at the end.

I Heard him moan and then he walked towards me. Step. Step. Step.

I closed my eyes and felt a tear run down my cheek, I yelled and threw the butcher knife.

ARG! He screamed and I heard the knife go into his head, he clasped to the ground and the lights turned back on.

My father was on the ground with the butcher knife in his head, his skin and returned to it's normal tan color and his hair to it's light brown. His eyes returned to blue and he had a smile of his face.

I ran over to him and knelt next to him with tears running down my cheeks.

"Shawn. . . . You did the right thing. . I. . . I . . . Love you." He said and drifted off, his eyes rolled back into his head and he exhaled his last breath.

I cried over his dead body. I had killed my own father. But it was something I had do to. Nothing could save him. I was on my own. a 15 year old left alone in this horrible world. ..

Three years ago today I killed my father and learned about reality. Things hurt and there was nothing you could do about it. My life was destroyed. But I brought myself back. I trained. I killed. I survived. ..

Ers's re-application (tweaked)
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Hilary lived in her half-sister’s shadow. Ironic seeing as she was the daughter of the Goddess of Darkness, but it was true. Her sister was the daughter of Euterpe, Muse of Lyrical poetry and her sister was a successful singer because of this, Hilary lived in the shadow of her sibling.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Her mother never talked to her much either, Hilary felt like an only child. She had no friends as her trust was limited to only a few people, which themselves where not wholly trusted. Only at night was Hilary at peace with herself, she radiated energy at night and her senses would broaden to a point where she could see into other cities and hear noise from far away.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">When she was fourteen, her dad shipped Hilary and her sister Ingrid to a camp in Europe for people like us. Camp wasn’t too bad. It was like regular camp, but far more dangerous. Arrows and other weapons soared through the air constantly, making Hilary feel nervous. The Woods intrigued her as it was dark and dreary.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Don’t go in there!” a man-horse said and galloped to Hilary’s side.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“What do you care?” Hilary barked back.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“The darkness draws you, I know what you’re mother is capable of. But in there lay fierce monsters who could kill you before you draw a weapon, which of course you didn’t get” the man- horse hybrid, who introduced himself as Throeus, said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Months went on, and Hilary adapted to her abilities, she was able to fully produce a life-like copycat of herself and often used it to sneak out. Then, one day, as Hilary and her new friend Faye, Daughter of Lyssa, where in the Volleyball court when the camp’s oracle, Rachel came forward. She was about to say something when her eyes went green.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Daughter of Night shall be stuck in time, with the help of a friend the ice shall melt With the cold winds Revenge will be dealt”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Rachel stood up, shook the dirt off her clothes and said “What did I say?” getting used to being the Oracle wasn’t easy for her.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I repeated the prophecy she looked confused “I can never interpret my own prophecies, it’s really annoying. So, I’ll leave you guys to figure it out” she finished and walked back to her cave.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Faye and Hilary spent the day trying to unravel the words of Rachel’s prophecy. “The Daughter of Nyx has to be me” Hilary pointed out.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">-

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">A weird sound echoed through camp a few days before Hilary had to go on her quest. She went around camp looking for the source of the whistling. Hilary stood on the edge of the Woods when a voice sounded “Hilary... in here...” the voice seemed to echo.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Betraying Threous’s orders she wandered into the woods. Farther and farther she walked until she came to the darkest part of the Woods. In the centre, standing by a rock was a woman wearing a black down and black jewellery.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“... Mom” Hilary questioned curiously.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Indeed, I heard about the prophecy... but I can help you avoid the fate of the prophecy” Nyx exclaimed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“How can you change it? Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled” Hilary questioned her mother.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“You can join me. Be my handmaiden and we can rule the Dark Dimension, mother and daughter. You won’t be able to stay here when the epidemic hits Europe” Nyx propositioned.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“I... didn’t think it was possible... but when can I leave?” Hilary asked back.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Now... leave this camp. Leave this life behind and come to the dark side” Nyx said in a cheery mood.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:15.75pt;background-color:rgb(248,233,174);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">“Let’s go” and like that, Hilary became a powerful handmaiden to her mother, often challenging fellow handmaidens and using her dark gifts for both good and bad.

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 * Her age is like 24 Demeter Eats Coco-pops   YOLO  22:44, March 29, 2013 (UTC)

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 * Name: Phyre Lacarain
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 16
 * Olympian Parent: Hephaestus
 * Abilities: fire manipulation; mechanics expert
 * Weapon: sword
 * Appearance Description: tan skin, dark hair, brown eyes
 * Personality: sarcastic, sassy, careless at times, most of the time a great friend
 * Creator: DaughterofTerpsichore
 * Other Important Details (Optional, but recommended): orphaned at young age; used to have a stealing problem and still has a small part of it
 * story: "Mama, please! Don't leave me!" Young Phyre Lacarain kneeled by her mother, who was laying on her bed, dying with a strange illness.
 * "Phyre, do not worry about me. Please. You have to make sure they don't get you," Mona Lacarain put her hand to her crying eight year old's face.
 * "Who's they, Mama? Why don't I want them to get me?" Phyre wiped her eyes and kept sobbing.
 * "Phyre, don't cry. I have been sick for years. It was only a matter of time. Please, Phyre. Do not worry. You will find others like you. I love you, Phyre..." With those last words, Mona's head dropped and her eyes closed. Her breathing stopped. Phyre sobbed even harder.
 * "Mama! Please, don't leave me! Mama!" Phyre started crying harder. After hours of crying, she ran out of the house. All she saw were enemies. Freaks. People who would hurt her. She kept running, pushing past everyone. She ran until she could run no more. She collapsed on the shore of a river, sand coating her tear-stained cheeks. "Mama..." Suddenly she got so angry she stood up and started screaming in rage, screaming at the world, screaming at fate, screaming at life. She got so angry, she felt her body turn hot and her vision went red. Only, it wasn't because of just pure anger. She held up her hand. It was covered in flames. Warm flames. Nothing like what her friend Nikol felt when she burned her finger. This felt soothing, relaxing. Phyre sat down and let the flames slowly die out. 'Maybe this is what Mama meant by others like me. Maybe others can't be harmed by fire. Or maybe it's something bigger," Phyre thought to herself. She stood up and brushed herself off. "I'm sorry, Mama. I'll find the others. I'll make you proud. I love you, Mama..."
 * hope you liiiike. are you related to a little green man? cause yodalicious (talk) 00:29, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Collab Application: Josh-Son Of Hyperion

 * Name: Diana Vasquez
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 16
 * Olympian Parent: Artemis (Alternale Universe)
 * Abilities: Incredible strength, speed, endurance, agility and acrobatics, disease/poison immunity of all types, immune to drugs of all types (including drugs that heal her).
 * Weapon: Enchanted pink predator longbow with heavy arrows, Pink predatow curve bow, 2 long hunting knives strapped to her thigh.
 * Appearance Description: She has long hair that she tied into a ponytail, but her hair is quite unnatural as the hairs line up through her ponytail evenly. She had black hair, brown eyes, uses a whitish band for her ponytail.  She wore a red corset that she wore but she only did 2 of the ropes behind her and they're quite loose. She wore a short red tight pants that allows her free movement. She is known to stand at 5'10 in height. She is slim and athletic in build.
 * Personality: In this alternate universe, she is a very hardened person (a tough girl) who can't trust very easily, as because she doesn't know their intention. She is a climber, which means that she will do her best at every effort to support her and her groups. At rare times, she is sarcastic and playful, but often times she is serious and focused, because of the fact that she and her groups had to survive.
 * Creator: Josh-Son Of Hyperion
 * Other Important Details (Optional, but recommended): She is known to withstand extreme temperatures, like other daughters and hunters of Artemis. When things are scarce, she can, and will, hunt and kill a group of people/demigods completely undetected travelling to the city just for her to survive. Her vision acuity reaches an incredible 20/2.

Here's all how it started. Her name is Diana Vasquez, and she had a mortal father named Michael Vasquez, and he was one of the people who is in the war. He rarely came home, and when he does, he is wounded.

So for some time, Diana trained with her bow and arrows, since the war had been brought to this very city, the city of New York. She learned how to survive, and in order to do so, she must scavenge, kill, and most importantly, survive.

Then, Diana heard a knock on the door, and she thinks it will be her father coming home from the war since it's been months since he departed from home into the war. Diana heard about the pandemic virus that has spread over America, and she is scared over the thoughts that overwhelmed her.

''What if the virus had infected my father? Would he survive? What kind of virus is it? But the worst thought came to me was, is my dad going to live?'' Diana can't open this door because She's terrified that my father had gotten infected, and if She let him in, She would have gotten infected too.

She approached the door, while crying silently. "Dad..." Diana murmured, She can feel it's her dad because of the way he knocks, but there's something strange about the knocks. It was slower, which might indicate he is ill.

Diana reluctantly opened the door, and my father fell down. Apparently, he had leant on the door that causes him to fall down,

"Dad!" Diana put her bows and arrows to the table beside the house, and shook him gently. "Dad, are you alright?"

She lifted his chin to see his face, and Diana was shocked. His face had been badly beaten, and 4 gunshot wounds on the side of his stomach. A wound like that would have already ruptured his stomach and intestines. That explained the wincing-in-pain face he is making.

"Diana.... The scavengers are here... They're coming...." Michael said. "You must leave... for your safety."

"Dad, I'm not leaving without you!" Diana told him.

"You must..."

It was sad to hear and see Her dad like this. She couldn't bear what they had done to him, beaten to a pulp.

"Why?" Diana asked. She wanted to take her father with her, but she hadn't got the time since she could hear the raiders are coming here.

"They're coming for you.... demigods... They will be..."

"They will be what?" She asked him, but there's a long pause before he answers,

"The factions... they are against all demigods. The demigods that are found are either executed on the spot or captured to be made human experiments."

"Experiments??" Her eyes widened, as she learned that human experiment was against human rights.

"Right. Now go... before the dreaded virus claims you."

"Alright..." Diana said tearfully, while grabbing my quiver, bows and arrows with me and turned invisible before grabbing her father's radio, turned invisible and running away from the house, and just then, a group of raiders raided our house. Somewhere inside her, She vows to get vengeance to whoever did this to her father.

And since then, She never saw my father again, and She has to do her best to survive in this New York City. There are some people that she saw around, scavenging.

<p style="border-bottom-width:0px;border-left-width:0px;font-style:inherit;font-weight:inherit;margin-top:1em;margin-right:0px;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:0px;padding-top:0px;padding-right:0px;padding-bottom:0px;padding-left:0px;vertical-align:baseline;">Most of the times, She found dead people on the streets, and even in cafes. Those made her not want to eat any of the foods in the cafes and restaurants, so Diana went to the refrigerator, where she believes that a good meal will replenish her strength. She baked it in an oven and set to eat.

After she believes she had eaten a good meal, she found out that the meat is contaminated with this mysterious virus, and many other germs, bacteria, viruses, parasites, and other pathogens.

She was concerned, and she went to local hospitals to look for cure, but there is none, and she is forced to succumb to the disease.

But however, after a few days, when the news reporter says that after 5 days of exposure to the virus, she would had experienced a very high fever, but it turns out that she's fine. Looks like my father forgot to tell me that I'm immune to all types of diseases.

She continued her daily routine of trying to find other survivors and hunting animals. She uses her pathogen-immunity as an advantage of being able to eat any contaminated food. But soon or later, she had to get out of the city or else she had to suffer from hunger.

And it has been ages since Diana Vasquez had roamed the dead streets of New York City, and she is forced to travel to other places to find other demigod survivors. However, she had to defend herself and her homeland from people coming here to take whatever is left, and She can't let that happen. Every scavenger, including zombie-like or drifter like zombies is a threat to her. Some zombies are heavy in weight, and some are not zombies at all. They're just people who are hit by the virus and not getting cured at the right time.

Diana took a step back, and engages her invisibility. She nocked an arrow at the zombie and it hit at his head, which went through clean his head, and only the tail of the arrow is left hanging. This zombie is medium-weight. And she continued to hunt other zombie-like people, and/or groups of people who tried to scavenge or claim the lands here for settlement.

Once, there have been around 24 people armed with guns trying to take whatever is left behind in this city, and Diana found satisfaction on killing them.

"Alright, stay sharp, and listen for signs of life. Anything that moves, kill them." The scavengers are wearing full body armor suits are sweeping the area. One of them was a huge man carrying grenade launchers.

She turned invisible and ran towards a 10 story building and She immediately climbed up using the window frames found from the shattered glass windows and she continued until she reached the 4th floor, where she killed 2 people silently on the road with her longbow.

One of them looked back, and he's shocked. "What? Where did it.."

Diana nocked an arrow at the guy who just turned back, and then she nocked another arrow in front of the guy She just killed.

Then the group scattered as soon as they witnessed four people are killed. There are now 20 left. The guy with grenade launcher started heightening his guard.

"Where are you, rat?! Come down here and fight, you...."

He didn't get to finish his sentence as she killed him with an arrow to the head from the 4th floor.

Diana silently went down the stairs, while She listened to their comms using a radio She picked up from her dad.

"Just stay calm, and watch your steps." She listened. Apparently, they had split up, and some may have gone into this building. Diana went out the window while wrapping her legs around the window frame and dropped down behind the last guy that entered this building. Diana grabbed the guy's head and snapped his neck like paper. The guy went down and She snapped the other guy's neck in front of the one she killed previously. As soon as the other two noticed what happened, they turned their backs onto her and opened fire. But of course, they were too late, because she had jumped of the building and went up to the second floor, where she used her longbow to kill the operatives at the other side of the building.

She continued her killing spree, but was halted when she heard something behind her. This guy was using air manipulation in order to see me. This guy is clearly a demigod. She ran towards the nearest cover and she looked at the possibilities of someone using air manipulation. She looked at the mini twister that he is making, and she had to time her approach so she wouldn't get caught in the twisters. The twisters won't affect her, but it will surely help him to spot me, and she couldn't risk being caught or her identity known. She found one person who is doing air manipulation, whose hands are turning to mist, and his hand went normal again and that's when She shot him with her arrow that lodged into his neck.

"He was a demigod?" One of the operatives asked. "I can't believe I didn't paid enough attention to him."

After about 5 minutes, only 4 people remaining, and as Diana expected, they began to panic. She was still invisible as the 4 operatives are staying together.

"Man, I don't think we're going to hold out in here! Our troops are being obliterated!"

"Oh, suck it up, Romeo Two. You've been in this training like this before."

"Not like this!" The guy began to panic, and that fills her with happiness. "We..."

And that's when she nocked her arrow onto that guy's neck. The other three saw what happened and they began to panic more.

"Don't.... panic." One of them said in a very shaky voice. Diana could tell that he is trying very hard not to panic. She jumped down in front of one of the operatives when the other two are turning their backs from him and gave him a swift punch on his stomach, causing him to flew about 50 feet, and smashed him hard into the concrete walls.

"Ugh..." Then he fell limp.

"It's only two of us left!! What the heck are we going to do?" The guy said in panic, as they both took their helmets off.

Now that would be comforting for them since they don't have to sweat inside their suits. She jumped down and grabbed one guy's head and dragged him to a building quickly, and snapped his neck. Then, she climbed up the window frame, jumped, and grabbing onto the pipes and jumped again until she reaches the 3rd floor

There's only one person left, and.... you guessed it, that last person panicked heavily. She watched him as he carefully took a step forward and then hesitated, and he continued to do the same thing for about 3 times.

"I'm right here!!" He said, as he fired his assault rifle in all directions, hoping to hit her. But she's not even where he is shooting at. She already went up to 3rd floor of the building.

"Come and get me!!" His voice echoed through the narrow alleys of the building. He was desperate because he was alone and can't think clearly. He started punching the air near him, and she simply smiled. She decides he will be an entertainment for a while before she can finally kill him. She watched him as he erected a wall of water as he jumped. The problem is, the wall of water only rise only to the 2nd floor, and She's at the 3rd floor. As She watched, he rode on top of the wave, and debris on the ground are washed up by the pouring seawater. It took about 1 minute until he commanded the waves to recede.

He radioed, "I'm alone out..."

She didn't wait for him to finish; she moved down and kicked the nearest heavy brick which weighed 0.4 tons to make it fall on him. He just barely able to just look up when the heavy brick hit his head hard and he died instantly. After all the people were down, she turned visible, climbed window frame after window frame, stood at the roof of the building and wiped a bead of sweat on her face. "Phew, that was tiring."

Looking at the people here, she saw victory, a victory because she was able to defend her land from being taken over. She will continue to do that because, the mortals and other demigods have no right to take what doesn't belong to them. Eventually, the city becomes a haunted city, and she sought to go to another city that could be having problems and to remove all humans (and those demigods who have very secretly joined the humans) since they are the ones who started this famine and diseases spreading.

Josh-Son Of Hyperion (talk) 19:13, April 1, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Application
I have ultimately decided against joining...but here's what i wrote of the story befoee changoing my mind...
 * Name: Kat Murray (AU)
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 15
 * Olympian Parent: N/A
 * Abilities: Connection to (shattered) mist and magical metals
 * Weapon:Typically utilizes a staff of celestial bronze she can manipulate into  other forms.
 * Appearance Description: An avergae-height girl with black hair and brown eyes.=, a scar on her right arm/
 * Personality: Distrusting and defensiver
 * Creator: Hermione6720
 * Other Important Details: Kat was a mortal against the gods and demigods, until strange abilities occured in her leading them to think her a demigod. They took her into custody, but she escaped. However, they know she isn't a demigod or mortal, and now she is running form both the gods and mortals.
 * (I'll post teh story iin a bit) I am   a Warrior.  14:59, March 30, 2013 (UTC) Also, I had an idea...how about this is actually the mainstream universe, but at the end the OCs reset it ack to normal?  I am   a Warrior.  15:08, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Kat sat quietly in the smoking ruins of a Target, trying to steady her breath as she allowed herself a moment of respite. As far as she knew, nobody had found her yet. She was safe from them all. Kat allowed herself a bitter laugh. ''So this is how the ones I hunted felt. Hopelessly trying to stay out of sight. Knowing no peace or stability. Running from their kin… ''Kat shook her head, trying to kill the jumbled emotions of fear, guilt, and sorrow. She silently began to swirl her staff around her hand, staring at the myriad of reflections in the metal.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">And then she saw the soldier.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">Diving under a collapsed shelf, Kat quieted her breathing, forming 

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"> I am  a Warrior.  15:20, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Collab Application - Leafwhisker

 * Name: Centehua (Goes by Cen)
 * Age: Physically 16 (Chronologically 500+)
 * Olympian Parent: Thanatos
 * Abilities: Death sense, immune to certain sicknesses/diseases.
 * Weapons: Bow, dagger
 * Appearance Description: Long, straight black hair that she keeps in a ponytail, darker skin, dark brown eyes. She generally wears black jeans, a gray tank top, and a black leather jacket. She has an obsidian pendant made by her father, given to her by her mother. She stands at 5'2 and has a lithe build.
 * Personality: Cold and distant. She is slow to trust people and even did not trust her fellow Hunters. Her prejudice stems from how the Spanish killed her people, including her mother. She prefers to be on her own and hates when people try to comfort her. She is extremely loyal to the people she does trust and would die for them. She is very vengeful and bitter. She is smart but doesn't think well when she's under stress/pressure.
 * Creator: Leafwhisker
 * Other Important Details (Optional, but recommended): Used to be a Hunter of Artemis; Aztec; her pendant allows her the power to kill one person instantly

Story will come later. -<font face="Decibel" size="4" color="green" >Leafwhisker <font face="Decibel" size="4" color="darkgreen">Stipulevibrissa 15:25, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

The Story:

Being alone was hardly a problem when it came to her life. Her people were killed. Her mother was murdered. Her father abandoned her. What drove her was not the idea of a future but the desire for revenge.

Centehua aimed an arrow at the diseased mortal a few yards away from her and fired. The arrow lodged itself in their brain and they collapsed. Perhaps she would have felt remorse once, but when the mortals were hunting people like her and on top of that mortals were being infected with a disease that turned them into mindless shells, she stopped caring after awhile.

It wasn't like she cared much before, either.

But she had once. Long ago.

''”Cen! Cen, go!”''

The grass was up to her ankles and irritated her skin, which was now red from scratching. Her lips were cracked and dry, but she was alive. She had been alive for more than five hundred years and she would keep on living.

She liked to think that was a curse.

''”But I cannot leave you! You will surely die!”''

She stepped up to the tree and noticed marks on the wood. Fingernails. Someone—something--was in anguish. Pain.

The diseased. Or someone being attacked by the diseased. Either way she would have to move; it seemed this one was not alone. She removed her arrow from the mush that was left of the brain of the victim and she placed it in her quiver. She had long grown accustomed to the smell of death. Her legs began moving while her mind wandered to the location where she was. Soon she would be in Chicago and close to the mortals. This was a risk, but perhaps it was better to hide in plain sight.

''Blood. So much blood.''

As she reached the outskirts of the forest she stopped and placed her bow and quiver under her jacket. Despite the bulk she would be able to get through a crowd semi-easily this way. And if it came to it she would ditch them; she still had her dagger. Now, in the thick of a mortal city, the mortals were her biggest problem. But she had managed to evade them this far; she could escape their ignorant, controlling grasps again.

''She found her mother among the bodies. The woman had a smile plastered on her face; she could have been sleeping had the blood not seeped from the cloth around her body.''

As Centehua walked, her body tensed from the shoulders that came into contact with hers. There were so many people in such a tight space, and if she had to run she wouldn't be able to go far. Someone would catch her. She mentally cursed herself for being so stupid but if she turned back now that could be suspicious. Her hands balled into fists and she tried to focus on the people in front of her and not the danger that she could be caught at any moment. Caught and tortured and gods knew what else. A shiver went through her at the thought but she carried on walking through the crowd.

Then she was noticed. A man in his late thirties wearing a police uniform. He was a few yards ahead of her and when she stopped her in tracks he narrowed his eyes. ''She ran away from the scene. Away from the blood, the bodies, the memories. They would pay. She didn't care if she had to wait thousands of years. They would pay for what they did to her.''

His eyes were a bright blue and full of accusation. They said, “I know what you are,” and they threatened her. She would have to run; cautiousness be damned. So she did.

And she wouldn't stop until this – the disease, the hate, the mortals, everything – had stopped.

It was pointless to try.

-<font face="Decibel" size="4" color="green" >Leafwhisker <font face="Decibel" size="4" color="darkgreen">Stipulevibrissa 23:45, April 5, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Colab Application (Odst grievous)

 * Name: Connor Ferran
 * Age: 18
 * Olympian Parent: Apollo
 * Abilities: Talented Archer, can heal others by singing a Hymn to Apollo, natural musician.
 * Weapons: Crossbow, Twin Daggers, Twin Machetes, P99 Pistol
 * Appearance Description: Stands 5'9 and a slightly thin but muscly build. buzz-cut dark brown hair, blue eyes, slightly pale skin, stubble. Generally wears blue jeans, assorted t-shirts and a black leather jacket.
 * Personality: Has a big moral sense of right and wrong, and will always try to do the former. In the end, though, he will always do what is necessary to keep himself and those around him safe. Can be rather "in your face" about things if the situation allows for it. Will kill without hesitation in any situation if necessary. Plays his guitar and sings as a way of holding onto his humanity, which he feels is slipping away. Keeps track of how many people he has killed since it all began.
 * Creator: Odst grievous
 * Other Important Details (optional, but recommended): Owns an acoustic guitar he brings everywhere, had no family before, so isn't torn up in grief about losing anyone, used to lead a group of survivors that mutinied and were killed a week later.
 * Story:

Connor walked aimlessly down the road. He had been traveling since dawn, and it was nearing dusk. There had been no sign of anyone that whole day. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a flashlight. If he didn't find shelter soon, he would need it. It would be dangerous, the light would attract creatures of all sorts, or worse, gangs. As he kept walking, he saw a couple of lights that appeared to be from a house up ahead. He drew his sidearm and began jogging towards it. The house was in the middle of a corn field, perfectly isolated. That meant there was a good shot at someone surviving inside of it.

As he neared it, he could hear distant voices inside. Upon arriving, he slipped up the porch and hid beneath a slightly ajar window. "They didn't even put up a fight. Didn't stand a chance." One voice said. It was gravelly and rough, sounded like the man was in his late twenties and smoked. Another spoke up. "Well o' course they didn't! Couple of sixty year olds against us? No chance." His voice was higher, maybe closer to Connor's age. Connor chanced a glance inside the house and saw an elderly couple, holding hands, lying dead, face first on the floor, a shotgun blast to the backs of each of their heads. Execution style.

Connor also saw the two men, one of which was smoking in the kitchen, the other was in the living room, lying down and fiddling with a butterfly knife. Both were distracted. He had dealt with men like this before, and he knew what he had to do. He took out one of his machetes and lightly opened the door. No one noticed. He went for the one in the living room first. He was able to creep up behind the couch, jump over and bring his machete down on the younger man's face. He pulled it out and hid behind the couch. "Hey, Reggie, c'mere." The man from the kitchen called. Connor quickly did his best impression of the voice he had heard earlier. "I'm comin', I'm comin'." He said and made his way towards the kitchen.

As he entered the kitchen, he raised one machete, ready to strike, but the man whirled around and kicked the weapon out of his hand. Connor tackled the man into the counter, and the man replied with an elbow to the back. Connor stumbled back and replied with a kick to his opponent's knee. The man fell onto that knee and Connor brought his own knee up into the man's face. The man fell back, dazed. There was a creak behind Connor, and he dove to the side. A shotgun blast filled the air and the man he had been fighting fell back against the cupboards, his eyes wide with shock and a hole in his chest the size of a soccer ball.

Connor rolled into the living room with the other body and saw a third person walking down the stairs, pumping a shotgun, the barrel still smoking. Connor slid behind the couch and a second shotgun blast sounded, this time narrowly missing his leg. Knowing he didn't have a choice, he drew his pistol, jumped up and fired once. The person dropped. He walked over and checked the body. It was a woman. She was pretty, had short, dark hair, and had a scar on her neck. She also had a bullet hole just under her left eye. He closed her eyes and did the same to the other two. He took the bodies outside and dumped them on the driveway, including the elderly couple, and retreated into the house.

He covered the windows with blankets and dimmed as many lights as he could, just so that he could see what he was doing and where he was going. He found some corn in the cupboards, cut off whatever parts were moldy, and began cooking with a makeshift fire on the kitchen floor. He also pulled out a granola bar from his pack and began eating it as well. Once he had finished eating, he opened up his pack (which was particularly large) and took out its contents. He had a sleeping bag, a pillow, his guitar, a box of pistol ammo, his crossbow, twenty bolts for it, and whatever food he could find.

He checked the two shotguns and found they had been spent, so he left them there. He began raiding the house of anything he could find. He found a few ears of corn, a screwdriver, and a couple bottles of water. everything else would just slow him down. He moved his stuff into the bedroom upstairs and barricaded himself inside. For the next few hours, the world seemed somewhat peaceful. There wasn't any apocalypse, or monsters out to kill him, or gangs, even. It was just him in this room with his guitar and his things. He sat down on the floor and played it for a while.

After a few hours, he went to sleep. A sleep that lasted a mere two hours, as he awoke to banging on the door. He was up and had his things packed into his large backpack and had climbed out the window in under a minute. He took his two knives out of his boots and used them to climb down from the roof. He sheathed them and took one of his machetes out of its sheath as he began running down the road again.

--ODST! (talk) 17:59, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

Apocalypse Callab- Beikeiai17
Beikeiai17 (talk) 18:06, March 30, 2013 (UTC) Although he has no knowledge of Egyptian Gods, he can summon various weapons from the duat, he does this, because the duat can at times seem like a vortex of darkness. Unknown why though, because Egyptian Gods and Greek Gods aren't tided together.
 * Name: Derek
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen):  17(Currently-Beginning and Ending) 15(most of the story)
 * Olympian Parent: Nyx (Although she isn't an Olympian she is know to be a Goddess)
 * Abilities: Blessing of Nyx, Umbrakinesis and Martial Arts/Swordsmenship Skills
 * Weapon: Umbrakinesis (Uses Duat Weapons) Later on he will gain a Sword that Looks like Carter Kane's
 * Appearance Description:  Derek is normally described with shaggy long black hair and red eyes, due to his mother giving him the Blessing of Nyx. He is often shown sporting a long black cloak that seems to resemble that of a Captain class Shinigami (Soul Reaper) Outfit. He is also shown to sport dark denims and a neon colored t shirt underneath. He is also shown to be at time sporting finger-less leather gloves. (The reason for the gloves are unknown)
 * Personality:  Derek is shown to be a protective family man. He cares deeply about his remaining sister, Alice and because of this, he tends to be very careful with her. He is shown being around her all the time, and when not being capable of escorting her someplace, he becomes very depressed and thinks about scary things. Although, this is his current personality, when he was younger he didn't care much about family, due to his family excluding him from many things, along with him feeling as if his father didn't want him around. <p style="line-height:21px;">Derek was often shown to hate his siblings and would rather have them never exist than him be invisible all the time. It wasn't until his step-mother died that he changed heart. He began to realize that his youngest sister had never experienced pain of loss, and tried his best to show her the good of life. Derek also seems to be very merciless when ofters act in a rash way, this could be due to his time living in a world without hope and under death and sorrow.
 * Creator: Beikeiai17
 * Story: Dark Hour (The Story isn't complete yet, but I'll finish it up soon enough)

Apocalypse Application - Leengard Ustan

 * Name: Alsandar McKenzie
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 19
 * Olympian Parent: Lelantos (Titan of air and the hunter's skill of stalking prey)
 * Abilities: is an expert in the use of traps and poisons, expert tracker, master archer, expert wilderness survivalist, expert of subversive operations (killing from the shadows etc), is capable of making friends with the few wood nymphs that still exist in the world
 * Weapon: Yew Bow, various arrows (some poisoned)
 * Appearance Description: is a tall and lean young man with grey-green eyes and messy spiky orange hair that partially covers his right eye. His attire consists of Lincoln green clothing and a dark green cloak with a hood, along with bandages on his left arm, and brown boots.
 * Personality: “Shoot first, ask questions later” is his motto, suspicious of anything new, feigns friendliness to strangers, has no human friends, usually distant
 * Creator: Leengard Ustan
 * Other Important Details (Optional, but recommended): Legacy of Apollo, grew up in the woods, is bored with his current life and is looking for some excitement

I have been living in these nameless woods my entire life. I wasn’t lonely; I had been living with my mother for a while. Unfortunately, I suppose is what I should call it, she died…gods how long ago was it now? Nine years? I think that’s right, wow that’s a pretty long time to be living in the woods without a parent. But I’m not lonely. I have been friends with the wood nymphs that still exist in these woods.

Before my mom died, she told me a few things she said I should remember. First, she was a child of the god Apollo, which led to her living this exiled life in the woods. Second, I was the child of Lelantos, so staying hidden in these woods was doubly important for my safety.

Sure, it was a lot of information to spring on me on her deathbed, but it’s not like I could change any of it. Of course, that information wasn’t all she left me. I had a cabin that she had built during her years of exile; I had a bow and enough arrows to take out an army on my own. I had also learned of all the natural poisons, partially from my mother and partially from the wood nymphs.

I have also learned to hunt, and tracking was remarkably easy for me to learn and master. Though I don’t hunt the animals often, they’re few and far between, so I mostly survive on the fruits and other edible plant parts of the woods.

When I’m not eating, I’m practicing with my bow. When I’m not doing that, I’m playing with the wood nymphs the way they apparently had once played with the satyrs. I chase them, they run and laugh, and before I catch them they turn into a tree or flowers. They certainly enjoy it a lot more than I do, but all the running and sudden direction changing has helped with my endurance and reaction speed. I’ve nearly caught several of them.

Overall, my life in this nameless forest is pretty peaceful. It’s kinda boring. The only real excitement in my life is when I get word from the nymphs that someone has entered the forest. So I go and find the interloper, follow them around for a while, find out why they’re in the woods, then I kill them. They’re never in the forest for peaceful reasons. Once they’ve died, I drag their bodies out to the edge of the forest, where I know they’ll be found, and leave their body.

Unfortunately, doing that has cut down a bit on the amount of people who come into the forest, but the few that do still intrude are usually more of a challenge. From what I’ve heard, there have been rumors that some sort of demon lives in the forest. So I’ve earned a name as a demon. That’s fine. Though at the same time, I’ve heard some rumors that other demigods have been rather curious about the forest. The nymphs usually lead them out of the forest after having them wander lost in circles for a while. That’s also been pretty entertaining to watch.

One of these days I should probably see what the demigods are up to. Maybe it’ll lead to some excitement in my life.

Leengard Ustan (talk) 18:38, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

whether I get in the collab or not, I would like to get a review of this character

thanks for taking the time to review everyone's applications

Leengard Ustan (talk) 22:35, March 31, 2013 (UTC)

Archie's Apocalypse Job-I mean OC application:
​His footsteps echoed throughout the broken mortal world. The rifle hung loosely on his shoulder. Some part of him told him to hold on to the rifle properly, but the other part simply told him there was nothing to care about. There was no one here.
 * Name: Ben Miles
 * Age (Must be at least fifteen): 18
 * Olympian Parent: None (Mortal)
 * Abilities: No Superhuman Abilities. Impressive skill with firearms.
 * Weapon: Rifle
 * Appearance Description: Black Hair. Brown Eyes. Average Height. Dark-Tan skin.
 * Personality: Unwelcoming and judging. Most of the time he is cynical, sarcastic and pessimistic.
 * Creator: ArchieScotts
 * Other Important Details (Optional, but recommended): Is a complete mortal with no ichor in his blood at all. Clear-sighted mortal. He was trained in the use of the Air-Rifle and was set to appear in an upcoming tournament. A skill that will eventually keep alive in the post apocalytic world.

Silence and Death were his constant companions. Only the drifters hung around these parts. Some were really dead, corpses. Other walked, their brains have lost it's  sense of what's right and wrong. They were easy enough to get rid of, a shot in the head and it was game over. Most of the time, the living were the worst part of the world.

The zombies could only do so much. They were predictable. They ate. Instincts drove them to kill the living, to fulfill their never ending hunger to feed. Since their brains were not working anymore, it couldn't tell them when to stop. So they just kept eating.

That was his two-sense of it. That was how he saw it.

The living however were much worse than the dead. Their brains were still working, so they had the capacity to be Evil. Merciless, they would resort to tricks and lies to get want they want. You would think that in this broken world, people would ban together and help each other. Try to rebuild, try to make the best of what they have. But no.

People lie and gain the capacity to be evil. Only their own survival mattered. When in the end, they were one person in a sea of drifters. They would fall eventually. By trying to survive on their own, they would ensure their own self-destruction.

Though he wasn't one to talk, he was doing just that.

The sound of footsteps made him stand straight up. His legs were moving before his mind could tell them to, he ran to the nearest building.

Peeking out of his cover, he looked out to see the new visitor. It was girl, about 15 years of age. He was running from a drifter. Most drifters were slow, the one on his heels however was fast.

He guessed that the drifter had been an athlete before he was infected. In turn that affected his speed as a drifter, his body was built for speed. Infected or not would not affect that.

The girl eventually met her demise when she tripped over a corpse. As she fell face first, the drifter was already over her. As drifter brought down his bulky body over her, she screamed and kicked. She fought back against the creature, however she was out of the weight category. The drifter was just to big and strong. She quickly lost the battle.

Ben was about to run out to help her. Then he noticed the weapon that she held. It had been knocked aside during the struggle. The dagger was made of celestial bronze. He knew that much. That wasn't the first time he had seen it.

Hatred rose in his chest, clouding his sense of judgement. Demigods were the cause of this. They sent out the first strike at the humans. They caused the war, the fighting. Their actions caused the world to spiral into the way it is now.

His fingers closed around his weapon. He knew what he needed to do.

He jumped out of cover and fell into a crouching position. Rifle poised and ready, he looked through the sights. Carefully aiming for the spot that would ensure his victiory. Ben unlocked his elbows, just how his brother thought him too. Then, he fired.

The shot was on target. The bullet flew straight into the drifter's skull, popping it like a blister.

The drifter fell backwards, crashing on its back. It's reign of devouring and feasting was over.

Ben walked up to the girl. She was still alive, still grasping on to life. He had to commend her for trying. As pointless as it was.

He picked up the dagger she used to wield, then went to stand over her.

"Thanks for the dagger by the way." He said.

The girl croaked something, probably a curse. He didn't care, she couldn't do anything.

Ben aimed his rifle again. With his rifle poised and aimed, he pulled the trigger. The girl stopped clinging to life.

Ben sheathed his new dagger in his belt. He felt no remorse for the life he had just taken. If she had been human maybe he would have, but she wasn't.

Demigod didn't deserve to live. They were monsters with human skins. They were unnatural, abominations. They should be wiped out.

Ben knew that in this world, he would go down eventually. He did though, he was going to take as many of them down with him.

Christopher Fauns~ Arrow of Nyx  19:13, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

NO!!!!!!!!!! I REFRESHED AND IT STOPPED AGAIN! D':  Albus Chase  ~Son Of Wisdom  23:22, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

I'm starting to think you should have just made another talk page for applications, like User_Talk:Hazelcats/Applications. Darkcloud1111  Fastest Hero Alive  23:55, March 30, 2013 (UTC)

Did you get my story? I sent it by e-mail, but when I asked on your blog if you got it, you never answered. Darkcloud1111  Fastest Hero Alive  05:32, April 4, 2013 (UTC)

Thank you, just wanted to make sure. It is one thing to not be picked because my story wasn't good enough, but it is completely different if I wasn't picked because I entered the wrong e-mail. Darkcloud1111  Fastest Hero Alive  21:47, April 4, 2013 (UTC)

Lissa Altanik
Story
 * Name: Lissa Altanik
 * Olympian Parent: Hecate
 * Age (Must be at least 13): 19
 * Abilities: Healing and hypnosis, though both of these cost a bit of her sanity and make her suicidal
 * Weapon: A brush that turns into a silver stake
 * Appearance Description: Thin, pale, platinum blonde hair, jade green eyes
 * Personality: Loves animals. Is unwilling to let someone else be hurt in front of her (considering the side effect of her powers this can be considered her fatal flaw). Likes night more than day.
 * Creator: DarkCyberWolf
 * Other important details (Optional but recommended): Grew up in western Montana. Her closest friend is a daughter of Ares named Lily. Her boyfriend is a son of Hephaestus named Chris. Has no mortal family anymore.

"Great, another one?" Chris asked.

I nodded, my mouth still too wide open to speak. For the past couple weeks, my "gifts" hadn't shown up much, yet here was one in front of us. A squirrel, lying in front of the front door of my house.

Like all the other squirrels I used to get, this one was deliberately messed with in its own unique way. All the skin was carefully removed, leaving only blood, nerves, muscle, and its eyes visible on the outside. However, the twitching of its leg muscles told me that it was still alive.

"Keep watch," I told Chris. He turned around to make sure nobody saw what I did.

I put my hand close to the squirrel's body and poured my soul energy into it. Bits of skin emerged from the bloody mess, followed shortly after by clumps of light grey hair. When it was fully healed, it touched my hand with its nose and then scurried off.

"We have to find out who keeps leaving tortured squirrels at my door," I said, still dazed and wondering at the back of my mind where the nearest knife was.

"Agreed," Chris said. "It's gotta be someone who knows you're a daughter of Hecate. Or at least that you're a healer. And where you live."

"We should watch the house tomorrow," I suggested. "If this person is leaving squirrels again, maybe he'll leave one tomorrow too."

"Sounds like a plan."

~+~

Chris and I looked through the hole in the bushes right at the front door when we saw the person.

The person was wearing a black hood and a dark blue mask. He picked up a squirrel from the ground and took a rope from his sleeve. Then he started violently rubbing the rope against the squirrel's entire body. I could hear the sound of the ropeburn as well as the squirrel's screams even from here.

I ran in, holding my silver stake. Chris followed, his hands igniting.

The masked person saw us and began running, dropping the squirrel on its head. I could see blood seeping from the poor critter's head. I stopped chasing the person and knelt down to heal the squirrel.

"Lissa," Chris said. "He's going to get away."

"You stop him and I'll catch up with you."

Chris nodded and shot fire at the ground where the masked squirrel-torturer stood. He stopped in his tracks and ran the other way, only to find that I was behind him, holding my silver stake to his neck

"Going somewhere?" I asked.

He elbowed me in my ribs. I sank to the ground. He started running, but I grabbed his foot and tripped him. When he fell, the dark blue mask cracked.

"Now, why are you leaving tortured squirrels in front of my house?" I demanded.

He didn't answer.

"Let's see if he has an easier time talking without this," Chris said. He took off the dark blue mask...

... to reveal the face of Lily Dothpath, daughter of Ares, underneath.

"Lily?" I asked.

"Your best friend's been torturing squirrels?" Chris asked in sheer disbelief.

"No way," I muttered. "Lily, are you there?"

She didn't answer.

"There's someone else," I realized. "Another child of Hecate, maybe. Lily's under hypnosis, I know it."

"Can you... you know?" Chris asked.

I concentrated and poured some of my soul into Lily. Her eyes fluttered. "What's going on?"

"You tortured squirrels," Chris said bluntly. "You were hypnotized. Any idea who did it?"

Lily shook her head. In the process, a shiny identification card fell out of the hood she was wearing.

I picked up the card. "If found please return to... Chiron?"

TO BE CONTINUED (OR NOT)

I&#39;m not gonna kill you THAT much. (talk &bull; contribs) 01:16, April 8, 2013 (UTC)

Wiki Birthday
HAPPY WIKI BIRTHDAY HAZEL. YOU ARE NOW THREE YEARS OLD. WE ARE NOW EQUALS (until November 10th >:D) -<font face="Times New Roman" size="5" color="maroon" >Jet <font face="Times New Roman" size="2" color="mahogany">"We have to watch each other's backs because no one else will." 21:11, April 9, 2013 (UTC)

Rules
I think we need to have stronger rules, because seriously. On chat sometimes, vulgar stuff can come up. And people are like "It's nothing, it's just a joke." But then other people feel awkward and leave, and I think that other people shouldn't act like that. But everyone doesn't care and so they just keep on doing it, but I don't want to go on chat when people are acting like that. Mostly when Ers is on, and even other users too.

I know you probably aren't going to do anything about this because it isn't that big of a deal, but please try to take in into thought. And for the time being until this is resolved, I am not going on chat because to many things have happened like that. And I don't want my brain to be filled with stuff like that.

And even if they don't mean it in a vulgar way, some words that they used do mean a vulgar thing.

Sorry for the trouble, but I want this wiki to be clean. Not a vulgar filled chat/wiki, And if I seem like a nag or a bother. Then sorry, but I take action when things aren't right.

<font face="Shadow" size="4" color="Purple">Realm of the Shadows 21:12, April 25, 2013 (UTC)

Alright. Thank you, and that's alright you weren't there. You can't always be there when something happens, that's just what happens.

<font face="Shadow" size="4" color="Purple">Realm of the Shadows 23:33, April 25, 2013 (UTC)

Hi Hazel-

I'm sending similar mesages to other THO members. I'm almost done with The Questers: Eclipse, which is seriously epic, and I'm going to be rounding out the trology with a finale tentatively called Atrocity. However, despite completing the story began with the Questers: Doom & Eclipse, I wanted Atrocity to instead feature THO as the main characters. The basic plot is this- Zeus is thoroughly humiliated from his possesion by the Atrocity, and so sends THO back in time to destroy Atrev before the other video games occur. At the end they succeed, therefore retconning the other video games out of mainstream continuity, which kuills two birds with one stone. I hope you accpet. If you wnat more details, I'll be on chat as much as possible. This is my chance to finally do something for THO.

- I am  a Warrior.  13:18, May 4, 2013 (UTC)

Mew!
Mew! Fudd-shakes! And all that stuff.... :) LongClawTiger 18:57, May 7, 2013 (UTC)

Newspaper
I know that it's been done in the past, but we should have it again.. We could have the newspaper commitee (People could nominate people for the commitee) and they could write the newspaper once a month or every two weeks. Which ever works for them.

The spots for the commitee would be: So yep, that is what it would be :)
 * Chef editor (Comes up with the name and makes sure everyone does their part)
 * Editor in command (When the Chef is busy they help)
 * Writer
 * Writer
 * Photo taker (Or collecter)
 * Publisher (Over looks stuff to make sure there are no problems)
 * Newspaper boy/girl (Makes sure the newspaper gets put up on the main page and gets around)

<font face="Shadow" size="4" color="Purple">Realm of the Shadows 22:19, May 14, 2013 (UTC)


 * Leftyouapmonforyums* I am   a Warrior.  21:52, May 22, 2013 (UTC)

lol, I thought they would be the same company. But if it came down to it, I feel like Questers is a little more like the Avengers, and TH is a little mor elike JLA. I am  a Warrior.  10:57, May 26, 2013 (UTC)

We still doing the Apocalypse Colab. I tried to comment on the blog, but Wikia's dumb "30 Day Freeze" wont let me. Darkcloud1111  God of Dark Clouds  21:47, July 18, 2013 (UTC)

Why? - Luke 12346

Uhm...fancy? I dunnpo! You need tobe able toswim! D: I am   a Warrior.  11:03, July 26, 2013 (UTC)

Fancy Dress gala-ish dress, but have a bikini on hand. I am  a Warrior.  16:09, July 26, 2013 (UTC)

0_0 since when am I Featured User... I am   a Warrior.  17:26, August 2, 2013 (UTC)

Okay, thanks. I am  a Warrior.  17:32, August 2, 2013 (UTC)

I had a thought- e have tQ/THo video games, we shoudl coe up with what a THO and tQ movie woudl eb like! We assemble actors, directors, plots, movies etc. We can have tQ films and THo films taht lead into a crossover. What do you think? I am  a Warrior.  14:46, August 16, 2013 (UTC)

Cool! NOW GET ON CHAT AND VOTE FOR MY TOURNAMENT I am   a Warrior.  20:13, August 16, 2013 (UTC)

Camp Jupiter Roleplay Wiki-
Hello Hazelcats, I was wondering if our wikias could become affiliates. This is our wikia. We have many active users and we all edit everyday. If you could get back to me, that would be great. Thank you!

04:14, September 1, 2013 (UTC)

Contest
Who won the contest? My friend wants to know on Wednesday. TeamJasonGrace (talk &bull; contribs) 19:42, September 1, 2013 (UTC)TeamJasonGrace

I've just had an exchange with Rin (didn't go well) and we disagreed on a few things. Just wanted to clear something up: I am very hurt that I am never in the loop for THO. I'd really appreciate it if you coudl please talk apge me with chat times, ideas, etc. Again, I'd really apprecaite this.

I am  a Warrior.  21:47, September 5, 2013 (UTC)

There's a general loop, which is more or less the overall plots of the main series. Anything involving your characters tho you generally keep me and others out of the loop instead of telling the people who are also in the club. Otherwise, I generally know what we had planned for the overall storyline and the future. -MattShadow

Hazel- Well, however you may feel, I normally end up not knowing sonce I lacvk a Facebook or phoen # which is an admittable advantage. and Rin vary graciouslay solved the arguemnt, and it had nothing to do with my blog. I am  a Warrior.  01:17, September 7, 2013 (UTC)

Happy Birthday!
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY. ITS SEPT. 25 SO YOUR BIRTHDAY. CONGRATS, FIFTEEN NOW, RIGHT? THAT IS AWESOME.

You can now technically say that you are two years older than me but GIVE IT A MONTH THEN WE ARE BACK TO ONE :P Hope you have a great one!

If you don't imagine,  nothing ever happens at all. 15:10, September 25, 2013 (UTC)

Happy birthday, Hazel! I'll have you know I'm not doing homework to send you this gorgeous message I hope you're proud. And congrats on reaching 3,000 edits! I hope you have a great birthday! c: -<font face="Impact" size="5" color="MidnightBlue" >Samandriel 20:59, September 25, 2013 (UTC)

Happy anniversary to you, too, wifey! c: -<font face="Impact" size="5" color="MidnightBlue" >Samandriel 13:51, September 29, 2013 (UTC)

I know and I don't think anyone will ever be emotionally prepared to watch it I still cried when I watched it a second time watching it again was a very bad idea. Make sure that you haven't watched any other season finales recently that proved to be emotionally destroying, and be prepared to be emotionally drained after this episode. Remember you have tumblr to help you after this episode. -<span style="padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; border: Solid 3px Black; background: Black; -moz-border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em; -webkit-border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em; border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em;"> Annie  Leonhardt  23:59, October 5, 2013 (UTC)

No you aren't a bad person i swear it's okay that you didn't cry. Tumblr will help you though go to tumblr and embrace the fact that Sherlock will be starting again soon -<span style="padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; border: Solid 3px Black; background: Black; -moz-border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em; -webkit-border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em; border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em;"> Annie  Leonhardt  01:37, October 6, 2013 (UTC)

Hey hazel! its hunter (heehee) and i was just coming to ask if you would help me with my wiki! It's been going since february, but I thought I would ask for some help from some of the best people I know. So, i know it's a fanfiction wiki and you might think we're copying you (which I swear was not my intention, it just happened I didn't even create that wiki) but we're more of a Roman side with less users. :/ Ok that didn't sound at all like I was hoping it would come out but yeah! Thanks!!! hhttp://campjupiter.wikia.com/wiki/Camp_Jupiter_Wiki HunterofArtemis12 ~The Eighth Wonder of the World.  02:45, October 6, 2013 (UTC)

They'd all be pretty excited, though Kat may still be a tad disgruntled. I am  a Warrior.  18:55, October 23, 2013 (UTC)

Arthur knows nobody as far as I know. Kat woudl probz know Nat and Kyra from some occasion, Michael knows Rachel and Kat. I think it woudl be cool, however, if Ava and Annie had history (So unexpected) and Michael has an issue with cal. (They seem very contradictory)   I am  a Warrior.  21:08, October 23, 2013 (UTC)

Don't worry your pretty little head. I snoop on everybody's conversations. I know all.

The Ebony Wings will mark the end.  19:11, October 25, 2013 (UTC)

Thanks, lol. And now you're only like a year older technically so HA :P If you don't imagine,  nothing ever happens at all. 19:33, October 25, 2013 (UTC)

...how long have the covers been the wiki background? Because it wasn't like that yesterday. Not for me, anyway. Albus  Chase  16:16, November 7, 2013 (UTC)

Yeah it does look kinda...not good. Who has the old cover to change it baaack? Albus  Chase  07:33, November 8, 2013 (UTC)

Thank you, wife! :3 I know, I'm getting old bleh -<span style="padding: 0px 5px 0px 5px; border: Solid 3px Black; background: Black; -moz-border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em; -webkit-border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em; border-radius: 3em 3em 3em 3em;"> Annie  Leonhardt  15:19, November 10, 2013 (UTC)

I've been on, you're just never on when I am. ODST! (talk &bull; contribs) 01:48, November 16, 2013 (UTC)

oops.....sorry.....so.....do you want to be a judge? ^_^ you have to say yes because pleeeeeeease Albus Chase   ~ Some people live more in twenty years than others do in eighty.  17:04, November 29, 2013 (UTC)

yaayyyy :D Albus Chase   ~ Some people live more in twenty years than others do in eighty.  17:20, November 29, 2013 (UTC)

okay answer meee then and sorry if i'm too late this is the first time i've logged in today D: Albus Chase   ~ Some people live more in twenty years than others do in eighty.  13:23, December 7, 2013 (UTC)