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partyofthree2013-05-31 12:14 am
empirestategods) wrote in partyofthree2013-05-31 12:14 am
Event ϟ Cabin 11 vs The World
Who: OTA
When: May 31st
Where: The woods
What: Capture the flag!
Warnings: Violence! If anything specific, please mark it in the subject lines!
Friday morning, before training, Chiron pulls each of the campers aside to the armory. Everyone is fitted with a breastplate and helmet, and loaned the weapon of their choice. Parent by parent, of course, starting with Zeus’s children, and ending with the unclaimed in Cabin 11. Yeah. Sorry about that. Cabin 11 is outfitted with red-plumed helmets. Cabins 1-10 and Cabin 12 are given blue plumes.
Keep it safe, you’ll need it later if you don’t want severe head injuries, he says. Completely casually. Like that’s not worrying.
Mr. D and Chiron wait at the edge of the forest, just after lunch, waiting for the demigods they’ve informed of the mandatory meeting. It’s time for a time-honored camp tradition to come off of hiatus. Though Chiron seems enthused at testing the thus-far-unexamined skills of the new campers, Mr. D is obviously just here because he needs to be.
Nevertheless, he steps up to explain.
"Right. So."
He's already rolling his eyes. Evidently, someone can't wait for this to be over.
"For those of you who have never had the privilege to play this exciting game. You people," he points at those with the red plumed helmets, "and you people," now at those with blue plumed helmets, "each get a flag. Each team picks a part of the forest, and puts their flag someplace visible. While I don't particularly care, if you put more than two people there to guard it, we will be here all day, so don't. The rest of you, go out and grab the other team's flag, and try not to kill each other because that is a mess nobody wants to clean up."
A sigh. He looks so put upon, honestly, why can't you kids already know all this?
"Right. The creek will be the borderline, so if one team manages to grab the other flag and carry it all the way across, they win. Questions?"
He doesn't actually wait for anyone to speak up.
"No? Good."
“What,” Chiron sighs, trying not to seem exasperated, “Mr. D means is that we are playing this to help prepare you for what’s really out there. This is to see how your skills have progressed, where you still need work, and how you all work together as a team. When you become more accustomed to camp and more of you have been claimed, you will choose your own teams. Each of you have your own strengths and weaknesses. Now, it’s time to see what they are.”
He smiles at the campers. He’s ridiculously fond of you all already. He likes that no one’s died yet! It might very well be a record. “You’ve all been here for a month and aside from one or two... incidents, you’ve performed well. Continue to do so and rewards might be in store. It isn’t uncommon for the unclaimed to find their parents in this game.”
He looks Very Meaningfully at Cabin 11.
“I will reiterate what Mr. D said, however. You are not to purposefully maim or kill any other campers. You’re all on an even playing field at the moment. Play fair, work hard, and most of all, have fun. Guards of the flag can be no closer than ten yards away at any given time, magical items (when you have acquired them) are allowed, the flag must be displayed in your territory--it cannot be hidden, and the game is won when the flag crosses the river.
“Now, go make your bases!”
The blue team’s flag waves with a beautiful painting of Mount Olympus--all the Olympians but one. The red team, a caduceus--the symbol of Hermes.
Fight hard, tiny demigods!
[OOC: It was determined via coin toss that the Blue Team will be the victors this round. How close you want this to be is up to you guys and don’t forget, we do have a plotting post!
Please feel free to make your own threads, but the mods have a thread for both the blue team base and red team base!]
When: May 31st
Where: The woods
What: Capture the flag!
Warnings: Violence! If anything specific, please mark it in the subject lines!
Friday morning, before training, Chiron pulls each of the campers aside to the armory. Everyone is fitted with a breastplate and helmet, and loaned the weapon of their choice. Parent by parent, of course, starting with Zeus’s children, and ending with the unclaimed in Cabin 11. Yeah. Sorry about that. Cabin 11 is outfitted with red-plumed helmets. Cabins 1-10 and Cabin 12 are given blue plumes.
Keep it safe, you’ll need it later if you don’t want severe head injuries, he says. Completely casually. Like that’s not worrying.
Mr. D and Chiron wait at the edge of the forest, just after lunch, waiting for the demigods they’ve informed of the mandatory meeting. It’s time for a time-honored camp tradition to come off of hiatus. Though Chiron seems enthused at testing the thus-far-unexamined skills of the new campers, Mr. D is obviously just here because he needs to be.
Nevertheless, he steps up to explain.
"Right. So."
He's already rolling his eyes. Evidently, someone can't wait for this to be over.
"For those of you who have never had the privilege to play this exciting game. You people," he points at those with the red plumed helmets, "and you people," now at those with blue plumed helmets, "each get a flag. Each team picks a part of the forest, and puts their flag someplace visible. While I don't particularly care, if you put more than two people there to guard it, we will be here all day, so don't. The rest of you, go out and grab the other team's flag, and try not to kill each other because that is a mess nobody wants to clean up."
A sigh. He looks so put upon, honestly, why can't you kids already know all this?
"Right. The creek will be the borderline, so if one team manages to grab the other flag and carry it all the way across, they win. Questions?"
He doesn't actually wait for anyone to speak up.
"No? Good."
“What,” Chiron sighs, trying not to seem exasperated, “Mr. D means is that we are playing this to help prepare you for what’s really out there. This is to see how your skills have progressed, where you still need work, and how you all work together as a team. When you become more accustomed to camp and more of you have been claimed, you will choose your own teams. Each of you have your own strengths and weaknesses. Now, it’s time to see what they are.”
He smiles at the campers. He’s ridiculously fond of you all already. He likes that no one’s died yet! It might very well be a record. “You’ve all been here for a month and aside from one or two... incidents, you’ve performed well. Continue to do so and rewards might be in store. It isn’t uncommon for the unclaimed to find their parents in this game.”
He looks Very Meaningfully at Cabin 11.
“I will reiterate what Mr. D said, however. You are not to purposefully maim or kill any other campers. You’re all on an even playing field at the moment. Play fair, work hard, and most of all, have fun. Guards of the flag can be no closer than ten yards away at any given time, magical items (when you have acquired them) are allowed, the flag must be displayed in your territory--it cannot be hidden, and the game is won when the flag crosses the river.
“Now, go make your bases!”
The blue team’s flag waves with a beautiful painting of Mount Olympus--all the Olympians but one. The red team, a caduceus--the symbol of Hermes.
Fight hard, tiny demigods!
[OOC: It was determined via coin toss that the Blue Team will be the victors this round. How close you want this to be is up to you guys and don’t forget, we do have a plotting post!
Please feel free to make your own threads, but the mods have a thread for both the blue team base and red team base!]
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While rushing through some bushes, stray branches whipped across his leg, agitating his wound. With a visible wince, the silver-haired teen forced himself to stop for a minute. He propped his hand against the nearest tree and bent over partway, catching his breath and waiting for the pain to subside. The air around him was tense with energy, and he could sense some source of power dwelling inside. He wasn’t helpless anymore. This pleased him more than anything else about the competition.
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--would she?
Minako hadn't considered that she may've switched sides upon her claiming. She knew Fuuka was smart, but did she have it in her to bed that cunning?
She heard panting. Panting that wasn't her own, more importantly. She ducked back into the unkempt shrubbery, softening her breath and waiting with eyes peeled to see who emerged.
She couldn't help but smile when she saw Akihiko limp forward, but it was quick to vanish. He was catching his breath, and she was pretty certain he'd seen her, as he was looking straight in her direction.
Well, time to fix that. Slowly, silently prying a stone from the soil with her hand, she crouched down low and chucked it off to the side closest to where he stood.
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Except the sudden light crash that sounded right down by his side, drawing his attention to the site. Akihiko was getting ready to run again, only to be distracted right then. He wondered if another archer was trying to attack him, and started to gather his power closer.
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She sucked in a quick breath, not giving a second thought to darting out of her hiding place and sprinting dead-ahead, straight for Akihiko's torso. She'd seen that flicker in his throat, like a deer ready to take flight after hearing a twig snap...
You weren't getting away!!
The sound her head and shoulder made against the side of his rib-cage was a painful, deafening 'thud', and Minako made a painful cry upon impact, but coiled her arms as tight around his waist as she could, refusing to release her hold even as they fell clumsily onto the uneven campground. She could feel their bodies skid across the soil--so hopefully that meant there weren't any up-turned rocks or branches along the way to their painful stop.
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“Shit-!!”
Akihiko managed to wrestle one arm free from being painfully twisted under his body, and blew a shrill whistle with his fingers.
“Blue Team, back-up, NOW! Secure the flag!! I’ll provide support!!” Minako might have taken him down, but that didn’t mean he had been knocked out of the fight! Leader or not, he couldn’t lose to her!
With that determination on hand, Akihiko dug his heels into the dirt, trying to gain some leverage so he could fling Minako off of him. He had no intention of using his electricity spells on her, even though he wanted to do something to pry her death grip away from his waist. He shoved hard at her shoulders, growling with effort to refrain from executing much rougher techniques.
that's my cue~!
"See you on the other side!" she called out and started to sprint again, only this time it was towards the river.
Can't let you do that Starfox.
Please don't miss.
Maya took a breath and loosed an arrow, aimed for Aisha's shoulder. And as if cued by that a brilliant light blazed directly behind Maya, golden warm sunlight from behind the girl obscuring her for a few moments before the light died. Maya used that to light to fire off two more arrows, doing her best to not let it disturb her. Letting that fire hide her as it would be impossible to look at her for the moments before the light faded.
What the heck that was can wait till after the flag is safe.
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"GET HER, GUYS!!" Sorry Aisha, friendships have to be set aside in the thick of competition.
Grinning down at Akihiko with malicious intent, Minako straddled him and reached for his wrists in an attempt to keep him down. "Don't think you're getting that flag back to base, senpai!!"