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Heather Keys ~ Twenty ~ Hermes ~ Cool AF ~ RP Account Camp Halfblood

[heatherkeys]

ffsbelen:

belen looked at her confused , not even bothering to question how she managed to get an entire stash of forged doctor’s notes . it was none of his business , and he didn’t actually really care to hear the story . “ you have a note for sitting at the wrong table ? i’d love to see you try and use that . “ he shook his head , going back to eating . someone like heather would normally drive him up the wall . and sometimes she did . but given their similar upbringings , belen tried to cut a little bit of slack . glancing around he nodded at her question . “ yes , i always try to come when no one’s here . “ he shook his head . “ no ? too much time around people is what’s maddening . “

“ uh, yeah. “ she snorted as if his query was a ridiculous one, but regardless she took a bite of the sandwich on her plate and set it back down before looking around them. Honestly, Heather couldn’t really blame Belen. In a way she understood where the desire to be left alone could stem from. Hell, she’d met plenty of kids that preferred solitude over company on her travels from house to house. Some were just afraid to make any connection only to have it broken as soon as their lives were unexpectedly uprooted. Some were hardened by horrible pasts, and other’s -well- they were just introverts. Heather wasn’t sure which applied to the son of ares (if any), but she liked to cut him some slack regardless. “ i don’t know, this spot seems like a good start to a horror movie if you managed to get the whole place to yourself. though, i guess we sort of live in a horror movie... actually, i’d consider it more like an action-adventure / romcom...  know what i mean ?? “ she babbled. 

[heatherkeys]

amoriisms:

“listen, i get you’re like totally cool or whatever but, no one is that cool to have ‘confident’ as a middle name,” amorette replied, nudging heather’s shoulder as she laughed. letting out a small yawn, the girl welcomed the comfort she got from just relaxing. rolling her eyes as her friend spoke, she giggled. “i was like twelve! i thought it was cool so, i taught it to myself! it’s just a language, heather. no need to hate it. but, you’re right. i’ll learn german unfortunately, it’ll take longer than i like.” head resting on the arm of the bench, she nodded. “yes, one hundred percent needed.”

“ can’t help it. i bet the ancient romans were pretty hot though... “ she mused in a dreamy voice -in jest of course- letting her mind jump from topic to topic as it tended to do. “ yeah, but when you do, can we go to the arena and judge people in german ?? i love seeing their confused little faces. “ Truthfully, she had more ideas on how to mess with the eager trainers, but she digressed. 

[candicepattxns]

[heatherkeys]

evcie:

     evie’s gaze never left heather’s face as she brought rosy lips down to her wrist, a small and futile attempt to stop the tomato juice from running down to her elbow. it was something she had picked up as she grew older, thinking that as long as she made eye contact, people would believe she was listening ( it also helped evie trick herself. a placebo effect, as sad as it might have been ).. it helped, most of the time anyway, but sometimes others would become unnerved by her large, wide eyes. 

     it was hard when people spoke quickly, though. either she missed what was said completely, or–usually–evie chose one topic and ran with it. sometimes she was able to keep flow in conversation, sometimes she wasn’t. she supposed if the chance was 50/50, well, she could always apologize later if she happened to make heather upset. 

     “you don’t eat red colored foods?” tilting her head curiously, evie looked up at the taller woman under the brim of her hat. “strawberries? apples? candy, even?”

     gaze trailing down to the small wicker basket next to her, filled with an assortment of fruits and veggies, evie smiled softly. gardening was always something she could rely on, even if her brain exactly wasn’t. one thing that kept her grounded in a world where she always felt like she was floating. “well, yes, and no. my brothers and sisters usually tend to the garden, but it’s open for everyone. it just talk to the plants and help them grow.”

Her brow furrowed deeply nearly touching over the bridge of her nose. Evie’s stare was almost... unnerving somehow and Heather wasn’t sure if she was being challenged to a duel or judged for not liking tomatoes. Either way she laughed it off with a nervous chuckle. “ looks like you missed a little there. “ she joked and let her eyes drift -casually- over the field nearby; hoping to catch a glimpse of the shinny object she had spotted earlier. 

As Heather listed a few different food items, she shook her head to each one, only finding conflict with the last, “ well... candy is a whole different story. i don’t really count that as food. it’s just food-dye. strawberry is red, apples - red, twizzlers ?? technically red, but are they really ?? “ Her rapid-fire questions made no sense, but in her head candy was a whole different story. 

It was always interesting learning about the powers different cabins had, but some were so wild even after seven years at camp she couldn’t wrap her mind around them, “ right, right. so what exactly do you say to them ?? ya know... to convince them to grow ?? “ 

[heatherkeys]

okluka:

BITTING DOWN ON THE APPLE IN HAND ,  luka’s brown gaze landed on the girl .  his head tilting to the side as he eyed her curiously .  she was asking to sit at poseidon’s table ?  shrugging ,  luka swallowed the bite left before setting the apple on his plate .  his goblet full of pepsi still in the other hand.  “ guess you can ?  though i usually like it when it’s empty. ”   he didn’t mean to come off unwelcoming —— ACTUALLY ?  maybe he did .  luka wasn’t much for company.  “ —if you get in trouble for sitting here though,  it wasn’t me. “

Heather only chuckled at his comment, though she did appreciate his bluntness. The worst campers were the ones that tried to sugar coat everything. The ones that would throw on a smile only to tear it down the moment you turned their back. “ why ?? “ she ask before taking a bite of the sandwich on her plate - playing dumb when he spoke again, “ if i get in trouble, you want me to tell them it was your idea ?? that’s very kind of you, but don’t worry, i’ve got a note. “

[heatherkeys]

ffsbelen:

the entire reason belen came to the dining pavilion at this hour was so he didn’t have to deal with as many people . although the camp wasn’t exactly packed , he still found the peak dining hours to be way too busy for his taste . he didn’t enjoy being forced to socialize when all he wanted to do was eat . paying little attention to the only other person who entered the pavilion , he let out an annoyed sigh when she sat down across from him . heather was one of the few people that belen could stand , but that did not mean he wanted her company while he ate . “ suppose it doesn’t matter now , you’re already sat there . “ he did little to mask his annoyance .  “ but if someone asks why you’re at this table i’m telling them i told you not to . “ 

Heather dug into her pocket flipping through a few scratch pieces of papers, “ don’t get your panties in a knot. i think i have a doctor’s note for just this occasion... “ she grinned. she liked to keep a number of them, for different situations. " gotta be prepared for the impromptu; ‘ heather can you clean the battlefield ?? ‘ sorry, can’t. i- ‘” she dug through the notes in her pocket till she found one in particular. “’ -broke my collarbone. ‘ see ??  sometimes, i think ahead. “ The times where she was prepared were few and far inbetween, but damn was she proud when those moments came about. “ do you always try to eat when it’s like this ?? “ She digressed and motioned around them to the near empty hall, “ doesn’t it get maddening all that alone time ?? “

[heatherkeys]

amoriisms:

“don’t get too confident there, heather. learning takes time! it took me half a year to learn italian. but, then again it was a simple language considering i learned spanish and latin before that,” she rambled, hands moving as she did so. looking up at the sky as her friend yelled, amorette began to laugh harder. “i’m sure she appreciates it,” the girl spoke up after she took a breath. sighing, she rolled over onto her stomach and shrugged. “it’s been since…around sevenish? i think? i didn’t really check the time before i sat down here..”

“ um, confident is like my middle name. you’ll get it, in time. “ She stretched out, feeling the wear and tear from the day but letting her limbs go limp to relax fully. “ i still can’t believe you wanted to learn latin, but i mean english does take from german, so if you could learn english, german will come along too. “ Heather blamed the burning dislike of the language on her ancient greek blood- no matter how ridiculous it was to despise one language out thousands. “ ahhh, so a break was greatly needed. “

[sleepydollie]

in my defense, i was left unattended

[heatherkeys]

amoriisms:

in her cabin, amorette had only heard english with a small bit of french tossed around here and there. being born in france, amorette held her native language close to heart and really tended to speak it more in her cabin, knowing her siblings would understand her. hearing her friend speak, she let out a loud sigh and shook her head. “nein, werde ich nicht,” amorette replied, the words coming out strange,  with a frown. laying down next to heather, she let out a light laugh. “i hate how long it takes to learn something new.” looking over at the hermes child, she smiled. “fine, i’ll take a break but, only because my brain is fried and i don’t need anymore frown lines. my mother would curse me if she found out i had been frowning over learning.”

“ you’re gonna be speaking it so well everyone’s gonna start thinking you’re from germany. you know how i know ??  ‘cause you have a kickass study-buddy !! “ she joked, trying to wipe that frown of her friend’s face. When Amorette laughed, she followed suit while giving the other a small nudge, but soon fall right back into a fit of laughter, “ right, wrinkles over learning are the worst. ew. gross. no thank you. fear not, i'll look out for her lady aphrodite !! “ Heather shouted to the heavens, though in all seriousness, she meant it. Maybe not in regards to frown lines, or wrinkles, but Heather would always look out for her friend, “ how long have you been studying today anyways ?? “

[blazedlayouts-blog]

curfew was slowly creeping up and amorette was trying to get through just one sentence in german. however, she kept enunciating the words incorrectly and it only began to make her frustrated. “c'est ridicule. ai-je perdu mon cerveau?” she asked herself out loud before slamming the book shut and looking out into the lake. usually the girl was a quick learner and it was simple however, this language was just giving her a difficult time and she was definitely not used to that.

[heatherkeys]

Gods all mighty, Heather loved listening to different languages. The cabin was always filled with a strange combination of some hybrid language that only happened when all her siblings spoke over one another. “ du wirst es bekommen, mein freund. “ Heather responded in drawn out German as she threw herself on the bench and sprawled out dramatically next to her friend. “ you’ll get it, girl. just give it some time. you should take a break cause it’s good for you aaaand i am incredibly bored. “

[sirpentwitch]

  Technically, she should be training or doing anything productive. Instead, Ayalla sits hidden behind a tree off to the side of the camp. Literally just sitting there, not even reading. Maybe she’s hoping she can fall asleep until lunch time. She’s been there no longer than 30 minutes, her eyes just drifting closed, when she hears a soft sound behind her. Aware of the presence, she keeps her eyes closed and holds her hands up innocently. “Don’t mind me.”

[heatherkeys]

Heather took a seat on the other side of the tree, just looking for a place to kick back till the track was open for the monthly races. Most of her siblings were somewhere doing stretches or getting up to gods know what, but she liked to mentally prepare for the competition by taking a good long nap where ever she could find the place to do so. “ is it true-” she began, most likely ruining the other person’s peaceful place, “ - that hypnos kids can sleep like... anywhere ?? like if you climbed this tree to take a nap, could you just pass out instantly ?? you are from hypnos cabin right ?? “ 

[jxsephs-deactivated20180212]

There Connor was, after hours of just being gone without a word or warning, walking down half-blood hill in his usual, seemingly careless, manner; hair even still messed up from the helmet in his hand, obviously just taken off, and without an ounce of shame on his face for so blatantly disregarding the rules as a year-round camper to not leave camp. And as he did so, his eyes just looked right back at them now. “ Care to say something or are you just going to keep staring? “  The hint of a grin was tugging at the corners of his mouth, as though he challenged them to do just that; it wasn’t like he feared the consequences of either their words or his actions.

[heatherkeys]

" rules are put in place for a reason, you could have gotten really hurt out there, for shame. “ she shook her head in mock disappointment. Somewhere deep down she knew there was an ounce of truth to the dangers that lurked beyond the safety of camp, but she tended to shush that tiny voice of reason. " so..... “ she wiggled her eyebrows with a bright curiosity behind her smile, “ where’d you sneak off too, huh ?? care to share ?? “ 

[goldcnbcys-a]

     there was always something about a fresh tomato that left evie closing her eyes happily. it was firm in her palm but not too firm, a lovely shade of crimson that contrasted nicely against her pale skin. a product of hard work and labor, of love–far more valuable to her than most things she held dear. 

     the sun shined brightly, causing evie to squint softly under her straw sun hat. the cicadas were singing in the trees around her, lulling evie into a world that was entirely her own as she brought the ripe fruit up to her nose, smelling the soil and earth it came from before sinking her teeth into the soft flesh. a hum escaped her lips before she could stop it, but there was nothing wrong with showing satisfaction anyways. the tomato juice fell in sticky-sweet drops down her frail wrist, and evie chewed happily as she peeked up from under her hat, large doe eyes landing on a figure before her as she swallowed before speaking. 

     “would you like a bite?” there was nothing better then sharing the fruit of her labor ( literally ). she turned the tomato softly in her fingers, finding a spot of the fruit that would be best to bite into, before holding it out in front of her. “it’s delicious, i promise.” 

[heatherkeys]

Today had been nothing but ordinary. Painfully, horribly, annoyingly ordinary to the point that Heather felt she was slowly but surely losing her mind. Where were the typical banter between the campers. No cabin shouting matches to pick and prod at, no capture the flag to subdue her need to move, not even a new camper around for her to bug. She was uncharacteristically mopey and couldn’t help the way her feet dragged over the dirt-cut path. 

She wandered around, looking for something to do, but when she heard a small hum she was quick to turn her attention towards the sound. Near some cicadas trees stood a person (one that Heather assumed was a Demeter kid, by the way she seemed so at peace surrounded by the bounty of plants around her). 

That however, didn’t remain Heather’s focus when she saw something shinny coming from near by. Naturally, the object drew her in like a moth to a light, but she tried to act nonchalant about it and instead smiled as she approached, “ i’m good, thanks. all your’s. ” She said as she casually swayed from her heels to the balls of her feet, “ ‘ve got no doubt that a raw tomato is hella good, but i just ate. so full. i don’t eat red colored foods. i’m actually allergic to tomatoes- “ the daughter of Hermes wasn’t sure which lie she liked best, so she didn’t bother filtering any and instead just kept her smile rooted firmly in place, “ did you grow it yourself ?? “ 

[hvrdesthues]

What kind of place thought that perpetual summer was a good idea? Andrzej hated summer before coming to camp. It was always too hot out, and he burned too easily to ever actually enjoy the weather. Plus, binding in summer sucked ass, which meant camp kind of sucked ass. But, hey, it’s summer. I’ve got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fuckin’ party. And then the guy slammed his head against his garage, the mere thought of which had Andrzej snickering, his gaze never wavering, even if he wasn’t actually seeing anything in that direction. Oh shit. Someone was talking. Were they talking to him? How long had they been talking to him? Oh, fuck. 

“Uh, what? Sorry. I missed…all of that.”

[heatherkeys]

Truthfully, she could talk in circles if one gave her the chance. Her mouth would start moving faster then the words could spill out of them, and often times, she herself wouldn’t bother paying much attention either. That was why when the person beside her asked her what she had said, she could only vaguely recall discussing the blistering heat. “So did I.” she snorted and popped a grape into her mouth, “What you thinkin’ about? Looks like you got a little lost in your head there. Like one of those sunshine kids all sad on a rainy day.”

[heatherkeys]

The smell of familiarity filled Heather’s nostrils walking around the dining pavilion, looking for the best table to pull up a seat. Such a rarity to find the place nearly void of her fellow campers, but she missed the loud chatter and shouting that normally bounced off the walls. She had made a small… small sacrifice to her father today in the form of half an orange, which she considered generous enough. After all, what did he expect? A full twinie ?? Heather nearly scoffed at the thought. He would have to come down to camp and fight her for such a prize… As Heather mulled over how that fight would pan out, she hardly noticed when she had plopped down across from someone. A second or two passed till she registered there was someone near by and finally looked up, “ mind if i sit here ?? s'place is seriously creepy when it’s this empty, amiright ?? “ 

[heatherkeys]

THE FORM

Camper’s Name: Heather Rae Keys

Camper’s Age: Twenty

Camper’s Birthplace: Brooklynn

Godly Parent: Hermes

What is your relationship with your godly parent?:

“It’s a-okay, I guess. He’s a busy guy and I’ve got too much shit to do to deal with any daddy issues, so the ole man and me are good enough.”

When and how were you claimed?/When and how did you first arrive at Camp Half-Blood?:    

“I was thirteen and as I recall, I had just entered camp and tripped over a rock -let the record show that it was a graceful trip- when I stood up, a few people were staring at me. I assumed because I managed to turn the trip into a somersault, but there was a glowing symbol over my head and the rest was history.”

Have you been on any quests? If so, give us a short summary:

"I’ve gone on a two but one ended pretty terribly. Really terribly... I-I haven’t r-really wanted to go on any more after t-that one.”

What is your camper’s favorite camp bead?:

Her favorite bead has the imagine of a generic cabin on the face of it. Some mischievous god had messed up all the cabins, changing their location and mixing up the contents of each one. The summer had been completely chaotic as everyone was in a mad dash to find their belongings, and put everything back to the way it was before. Heather helped put everything right again, but for a few weeks she was basically in heaven.

Does your camper have any notable physical attributes? (scars, tattoos, piercings, etc.):

She has a few piercings, and the number “11″ tattooed behind her left ear, but beyond the typical small battle scars of a demi-god, she’s got nothing significant.... Well.... During a particularly terrible quest, Heather lost her right ear in a battle. She isn’t super self conscious about it, but she doesn’t go around flaunting her missing extremity either.

[heatherkeys]

hello, hello !! i’m maia, and i’m so excited to start rping with all of you !! this here is my adventurous little terror known as heather and well... there’s more about her below the cut <3 

(( if you wanna plot like this post and I’ll send you a message !! ))

Is that KYLIE BUNBURY ? Oh wait, that’s our new camper, HEATHER KEYS ! SHE is the child of HERMES, and they are TWENTY years old. Some people know them to be ADVENTUROUS and LOYAL, but they can also be MISCHIEVOUS and SLY. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood!

personality

She’s about as wise as an electric toothbrush, as friendly as the jazz-hands emoji and (( unfortunately )) as mischievous as her godly pops. She’s been at camp for the last seven years and has really made a name for herself in one of the worst possible way. People know to keep an eye on their belongings while she’s around, and to never trust her with their valuables, because they will go missing. Truthfully, she just can’t help her grabby hands sometimes when she sees something valuable within her reach, but otherwise she’s a good friend to have. Her loyalty is unwavering, though mostly reserved for her family, she will go through hell and high water for them. To put it plainly she’s a festive trashbag !!

the most basic of bio points!

Heather never really had a family. No parents that stuck around long enough for her to remember and no relatives that picked up in their absence. Instead, as soon as her mother gave birth to the bright-eyed little girl, she was given up for adoption. 

She was one of the many foster kids that never found her forever home.  Heather bounced from place to place, catching the eyes of a number of loving couples only to be sent back for a number of reasons. One reoccurring issue that they all seemed to agree on, was that Heather was trouble. 

She would often stray from the home and hit up local businesses, taking what she wanted and stashing the loot like the pirate she always wanted to be. 

Her aspirations have never seemed to evolve from that. Not even after her foster mother turned into some evil being...creature...thing and tried to kill her. 

Thankfully a couple of Demi-Gods saved her backside.

Naturally she was skeptical, but all this talk about greek gods and ancient heroes appealed to her curious nature and she had to follow them. 

When she arrived at camp she was overwhelmed by it all, but was  quickly claimed by Hermes. 

And the rest was history

I’ll probably add more later, but this intro was already too long xD 

Anyways, thanks for reading !!