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@jonesjuliet
I don’t know how smart that is since most kids around here carry weapons on them. Besides, I don’t have a grudge against anyone as of the moment.
Ah, well, too bad. Fingers crossed they don’t decide to do anything nasty to you. But as a general observation, I think it’s pretty easy to turn some of these Aphrodite kids against each other. Maybe that’s your ticket out of this mess?
I scrapped my knee. [she replied looking at her torn pant leg to see a healed wound.] But it’s fine now, I guess there are perks of being a Lycan.
Perks indeed! That has to be a very useful ability to have. I must declare myself quite jealous. [she grins, while looking at the once scraped knee.] So, where are you headed? Anything fun planned for this lovely day?
I could use some help. [she smiled as she held her hand out to the other.] Thanks.
Don't mention it, babe. Are you okay? Anything hurt or bleeding?
[she was wandering through camp when she stumbled and fell, she looked up to see someone standing beside her.] Oh, uh Hi..
You need a hand or do you like it down there?
I don’t know, I’m kind of holding my breath here. They could make me as not pretty as they want as well. Ugh, let’s hope no cute boys see me today.
I’ll keep that in mind. Keep an ear out for my screams.
If they turn you into a walking horror movie freak, you should definitely use it to scare people senseless, take revenge if anyone pissed you off.
I'm a bit deaf in an ear, so make sure you scream loud enough, okay?
Madeleine sighed in relief “Oh, no one but myself.”
Damn I was expecting something juicier... It gets really boring out here. Where's all the drama? Or am I just missing it all somehow? I thought Camp Half-Blood was supposed to be fun.
I wouldn’t call an amateur a Goddess. It takes skill; which I assume none of them have in the field so far as my mother or I… No, I wouldn’t think she would, she doesn’t tend to be a favourite.
I’m a year round camper, but I can leave whenever I like since I’m of age.
As long their families want them back, they usually do, yeah and I know the other part, I see Jupiter campers walking around with their bars… Tell me, can you remove your SPQR tattoo, or is it magically sealed?
If you say so. I've never met an actual demigod that deals with rumours, so I guess you're right. You should be superior to the amateur mean girls. What did your mother pass on to you? Can you read minds or something? Or make people believe what you say is true?
That sounds nice. When is the last time you left?
I... I haven't thought of that before. I haven't heard of anyone ever trying to and I don't even know if I would remove it. Maybe just Cupid's symbol because Camp Jupiter is still important to me.
Thanks girl. I’m living the plastic dream here. Although I am loving the curls.
Hell if I know, they can make me look like the lead in a slasher flick if they wanted to.
You know they won't do that. That's not nearly as pretty as they like! I suppose it's a good thing they don't have access to any sort of surgery right? Not that you'd need any, but I know Venus kids can be quite... intense about what they like. Hang in there! If they make you do any strange shit, I can kick some serious butt. Just putting it out there.
By a fraction, yes a few weeks ago the Stoll brothers stripped the place down and it was the cleanest I’ve ever seen it.
You might know her by her Roman name, Fama? She’s the Goddess of rumour and scandal.
It’s been four years for me what’s that symbol on your tattoo?
Oh wow, too bad it doesn't last, then. Though I'm sure the Stoll brothers don't want the others to get used to it. More work and less fun.
We had a lot of real life goddesses of rumour in Camp Jupiter. But Fama? Hmm, it doesn't sound familiar. She didn't have any kids that I know of. I don't think she had a temple either, a lot of the minor gods don't, not that I spend a lot of time around them. [she scoffs]
Four years is good. Do you ever leave the camp or are you here all the time? I think I heard people mentioning some go back home at the end of summer. As for this [she rubs the tattoo], it's the symbol for Cupid, them SPQR which is 'Senatus Populusque Romanus', Camp Jupiter's sort of motto and the bars for each year. It would be pretty cool if I wasn't branded with an asshole's symbol.
Humor me—I lost a bet to an Aphrodite kid, now I’m their barbie doll for the day.
Well, if you ask me, you make a wonderful barbie doll. You might be prettier than one, actually. [she winks] What are they doing to you?
You should see everyone running around the day of cabin inspection.
Same, my mother’s Pheme. How long were you at Camp Jupiter?
I should be looking forward to that. Is it any cleaner for cabin inspection?
Pheme? I don't remember ever hearing about her before. She's a Greek goddess, right? Maybe that's the reason.
I've been there for nine years. [she points at the tattoo on her arm.] One more year and I could be done with my legion duty. What about you?
After a while, you learn to spend as little time possible in here.
I’m Annette… who are you?
It's that or getting everyone to clean up. By the looks of it I don't think the latter is possible.
I'm Juliet. Got here from Camp Jupiter and since it looks like daddy dear does not have a cabin, I was sent in here.
"Where was I? I believe that’s none of your buisness."
Actually, love is exactly my business, you know. [She pretends to shoot an arrow.]
Come on! Tell me! There has to be someone you're interested in around here. Cute guys? Cute girls? I promise I won't tell!
basic information
➜ ( general information )
full name : Juliet Jones
nicknames : Julie/JJ
age : 18
date of birth : August 14th, 1996
nationality : American
occupation : camper
sexuality : bisexual
➜ ( appearance )
face claim : Jessica Lucas
height : 175cm/5’8”
hair color : brown
eye color : dark brown
distinguishing features : none ➜ ( background information )
hometown : Seattle
current residence : Camp Half-Blood
financial status : virtually no money; everything she has, she talked her way into getting
education level : 1 year of public school, 9 years of Camp Jupiter
father & mother : Carla Jones & Cupid
siblings : none
Well, you haven’t exactly given her a chance to bite you yet. They’re extremely intelligent, much more than most spiders; they even have a small memory. Treat it like your training a vicious dog. I’ve actually got one in the forest so if you want any tips just let me know. { He chuckled } As long as you don’t use Cleopatra on me, I don’t care what you do with it.
Nice to meet you. I’m Sammy.
Hm, that's not very reassuring. I don't like the sound of vicious dog. Doesn't your spider want a partner? I bet it gets lonely. If not, I'll just let it roam free in the Mercury cabin. I'm sure it will find a good spot to make its nest under all that mess.
Sammy? Is that short for something? I haven't met many Greeks yet, so it's nice to meet you.
{ Sammy’s eyes flickered up at the spider which had now started making a nest in her hair } I dunno…she looks kinda comfy up there…I’d hate to disturb her…
I guess if it hasn't bitten me already, we're buddies. [she shrugs and looks up at her head, trying to spot the culprit.]
Do you think it's dangerous? I might just keep it and name it Cleopatra. I'm sure she'll be useful if I ever need to scare people off.
I'm Juliet, by the way. I haven't properly introduced myself.
Hmm…Nah. I think I’m gonna leave you with it. I’ve done my good deed of the day, Have a good rest of your afternoon! { He turns to walk away, hands shoved in his jacket pockets as he walked. But slowly, he turns on his heels to face her once more } Unless you somehow learn some manners in the next thirty seconds.
Aren't you a plucky boy. Please? Is that what you've been waiting for?
