Calling all Demigods! discussion

This shall be a place where your charries can send letters to any other charrie from any other person. (Yes, mods, I have the approval to make this.) You may not send a letter from one of your charries to another one that's yours.

Format:
Name:
Recipient:
Date:
Address:
Entry:
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Name: Arthur Williams
Recipient: Aria.
Date: 12/12/10
Address: Camp Half Blood, Athena Cabin.
Entry:

I know I should start with a "Hello" or something like that, but I won't, because you don't deserve. Yes, you'd call me rude, blah, blah, blah. Deal with it.
The things is--I'm getting my revenge. For 1) not being cooperative and mostly, 2) Hitting me with a book on my head TWICE. So either you burn the book or I'll burn it for you.

A.W

Name: Deon Weaver
Recipient: Stephen
Date: 28 Dec 2010
Address: Stephen's Bunk
Entry:

Sorry man that I couldn't relay this in person but I've been hearing rumors with your name attached to some girl. If you need an ear, you know where I'm at. Outties and keep it real.

((That's all I could think of b/c this lonely thread needs letters!!))

Name: Deon Weaver
Recipient: Airlia
Date: A week after CTF
Address: Eros Cabin
Entry:

Airlia, please meet me by the lakeside tonight.

Name: Eric Jimothy Brown
recipient: Cori
date: 1-1-11
address: Cori's house
entry:
I didn't realise that you left, I'm so sorry I didn't catch you in time. I'm just glad I got to kiss you before you left. I look forward to seeing you next year. Happy new year, and merry Christmas. If you celebrate Christmas...I'll be thinking about you.
Much love,
Eric

Name: Avery Aaliyah Fovòs
Recipiant: Bennett Park
Date: January 2, 2011
Address: [I'll get a real address from Ivi later if she deems it neccesary] Bennett's House
Entry:
Bennett,
I realized, unfortunately on the last day, that I never had the chance to say goodbye to you. The reason I needed to say goodbye is that I do not know if or when the Hunters are returning to camp.
You have been an incredible friend throughout the last month or so of camp. You actually /understood/ and tried to empathize when I needed it most. You helped me when I was injured, which I am incredibly grateful for, and I you. Which is the reason I felt I needed to say goodbye.
Quite possibly, I will not see you again. If I do not, then have a wonderful life and grow up well. Do not get tossed in jail or anything like that. Have a wonderful year, summer, life, etc.

~Avery

PS: Metus is with Jen, so you can either watch out or go visit. If anybody asks where I am, tell them that I left, but I love them in the creepiesy way possible. Enjoy their reactions.

:'(

BAHAHA: I love them in the creepiesy way possible. Enjoy their reactions

XD
OHMIGODS IT GOT A SAD FACE AYAY!

Prepare for many love letters to Sappho from Adri.

Name: Sylvain
Recipient: Jaidon
Date: January 2nd
Address: Sylvain's house
Entry:
Hey. It was a sinch getting home. After all, I do live in New York City. First day back home. Okay, it isn't the first full day back, but.... Nevermind. My dad seemed glad happy to see me.

We spent most of the time unpacking my luggage. It is either Hermes kids have been stealing my things or I forgot some of my possessions back at the cabin, because I feel sure I came home with less than I left with. I hope it is none of the the possibilties above. I hope Airlia gave back your flute. I'm sure your flute is more amazing than my violin.

I still have yet to ask my dad about visiting you up in Michigan. I suppose I should probably spend some time with him before asking. He seems to have missed me very much.

I hope you are having a great time in Michigan with your siblings. And I will see you later. Whenever later is, but see ya,

Sylvain

Name: Jaidon
Recipient: Sylvain
Date: January 4 (Just to make it realistic)
Address: Sylvain's house
Entry:
Thanks for writing so suddenly. Hope New York is cool, it's good you and your dad are together now.

Well I don't see why the Hermes kids would've gone in our cabin, but ya know you can always whoop them when you get back. Just kidding. I did, though I bet your violin is amazing.

Take your time, we have like 9 months. My dad missed me too, and the kids are really hyper and stuff.


Be as talented as you can, and live life like it's worth living-
Jaidon.

Name: Sylvain
Recipient: Jaidon
Date: January 7th (Just playing along.)
Address: Sylvain's house
Entry:
Have you heard of the line: How is life? Yeah, New York is cool. Every place is special in its own way. I'm sure Michigan is cool also. Does it snow often? I just figured since it's north of here, the climate is pretty cold.

By the way, Hermes kids practically live for thievry. They do it to annoy people(Just like my brother). Ha!You can't kill 'em for their nature. Thanks, my violin is amazing. My dad says I need to get my energy and emotions out somehow. Too bad I don't play very well in rhythm.

Sometimes, I think I get a little hyper. Do you know how the oldest always seems to have more sense? Well, if I ever have- or had siblings I would be the youngest because of how wild I am.

Nine months seems like forever. Well, I'll see you soon- eventually. I hope so anyway.

Syl

Name: Jaidon
Recipient: Sylvain
Date: January 10

Yeah we get snow. New York sounds cool. Just don't get mugged :P

Don't forget pranks. They live for pranks too.
I guess...maybe.

Just work on it, you'll get rhythm sooner or later!

Not neccesarily, it matters like who your parents are and stuff. And wild is good.

I hope so too,
Jai

Name: Sylvain
Recipient: Jaidon
Date: January 12th
Address: Sylvain's house
Entry:
Thanks, I like the idea of being mugged(with sarcasm). Who can't forget about being mugged? Seriously, I never get mugged. I practically forget about that part of New York. I would probably love to see the Empire State Building. Yes, I have never been there. Crazy, I was born here and yet I have never been to one of the best structures. That's fine. Too restless to stand still. If I ever did get to the top, I would fall and bring everyone else with me.

Sometimes, the Hermes kids just need to grow up. Too many pranks. It may not get old for them, but it sure does for others.

Yeah, I will work on that rhythm issue. Perhaps when I settle down more- when I'm less wild- I will get the hang of it. Maybe, just maybe.

Well, Harmonia is the godess of harmony. Truthfully, I am no good at keeping the peace. It's a wonder the godess has me for a daughter. Wild, I imagine, is not in character for a child of the godess of harmony.

Syl

Name: Leeanne
Recipient: Dylan
Date: January 3rd
Address: Alexiares and Anictus Cabin
Entry:
Hey, nothing to do. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. Well, that is if you are not busy. I understand if you are busy, but if we can hang out, please, send me a letter. I suppose I will see you around. Bye,

Lee

Name: Dylan
recipient: Lee
date: January third, 2011
entry:

Sure. I don't mind if we hang out for a bit. I'm not too busy, your call where you wanna go.
Dylan

*DOMO Kat* wrote: "Prepare for many love letters to Sappho from Adri."

Awwwwwwwwwwwww.

:D I know.

Name: Leeanne
Recipient: Dylan
Date: January 3rd
Address: Alexiares and Anicetus Cabin
Entry:
Hm. How about the volleyball court? How does that sound okay? Sorry, but truthfully I don't know what you like to do besides doing farm work and horse racing. If it doesn't suit you, you can make a suggestion. I am free to ideas. As long as it's not pegasus riding that's fine. My pegasus is still not doing the best. See you,

Lee

Name: Sappho
Recipient: Adrian
Date: September 21st
Address: Hebe Cabin
Entry:

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows-- here are the lovely secrets of our entwining souls. Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree that's called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide.
And this is the wonder keeping the stars apart.

I carry your heart.

Sappho

That is beautiful.

Well, she is a poet. ;)

Adapted from an e.e. cummings poem because I was too lazy to make a completely new one.

Thanksyouuu!

I got AnOther for Christmas. :3

:D

Name: Myrabelle Dejeunesse
Recipient: Lucas Cromwell
Date: November 12th
Address: Somewhere in Lewiston, Maine
Entry:

Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Lucas,

Gods, I miss you so much. France is utterly boring me. My darling father insists on training me every single day-- I don't go to school anymore. If only they knew what 'homeschooling' really means...
My muscles are constantly sore and aching (I swear he's going to kill me with this endless training), but I've mastered the sword and dagger. I have great difficulty with the spear, I don't know how you do it. When you get here I'll be even better than you are, though-- just watch, cheri.
I'm quite literally counting down the days to when you're coming for Christmas. Papa's giving me a couple of weeks in March to come visit you; I can't wait to know how you're doing with your mother.

Loving you always and missing you more than words can tell,
Myra

~love~ but for some reason, it makes me wanna cry.

Maybe 'cos she DOES die because of the training? xD Thanks.

XD I think it's Izzy...I still feel depressed.

:(

Yeah... *sigh*

Name: Sylvain
Recipient: Jaidon
Date: January 16th
Address: Sylvain's house
Entry:
Hey. Is your siblings still hyper? I figured you were busy or something. You might even get tired of talking- well, writing to me. Truthfully, sometimes I think my dad gets tired of my endless chatter. Too talkative child. Do not feel sorry for me.

Even my violin playing is too wild and careless. Hm. I wonder what kind of daughter my father expected to have. No doubt he knows I have too many emotional issues.

Sigh. I need to finish a whole pile of books. I purposely left them when I went to camp. My dad expects me to finish reading them. Too many books. I'm too restless for them. Hm. Bye,

Bored Sylvain

Name: Leeanne
Recipient: Dylan
Date: January 3rd
Address: Alexiares and Anicetus cabin
Entry:
Hey. Um, I suppose we need to decide on a time. A Hera priestess came by the cabin. I kind of need to entertain. Until Olive shows up or she leaves. It is not exactly polite to leave a vistor by herself. I want to make a good impression, because truthfully our cabin has never had a visitor. Well, I'll see you,

Lee

P.S. Maybe you can think of the time to hang out.

Name: Lucas Cromwell
Recipient: Myra Dejeunesse
Date: November 23rd
Address: France.
Entry: Myra,
I would have started off with dear, but it seems you have used enough dears for the both of us. Kidding, I love you /dearly/ and miss you too.
Feeling all high and mighty with your new weapon skills, eh? Let's just see how much better you've gotten when we get back to camp. Mother doesn't allow weaponry in the house anymore; long story. Hang in there, I'll be over there before you know it.
As to how things are going with Mom? Surprisingly good. She was just elated to have her dear 'baby boy' come home finally. I didn't realized how much I missed her, and home isn't that bad. We're getting along fine, except for the fact I'm going to go all weak and plump by the time she's done with me. I have to watch what I eat with her, don't wanna lose my manly figure. Can't wait to have you over in March, and I'm pretty sure my mother is going to redecorate our entire guest room for your arrival. She's a little...fussy, to say the least.

Love,
Lucas.

PS: The neighbors have a dog.

Favourie two parts of that:

I don't want to lose my manly figure.

LUCAS IF YOU DO MYRA WILL DUMP YOU. XD

PS: The neighbours have a dog.

~love~

xD He's much more of a comedian than we thought.

He's really so funny. xD Him and Caspar would be a riot together, thankfully they're both on the Achaean side. ;)

I love my widdle Canajun Lucas.

Name: Andrew Williams.
Recipient: Annabelle Frank.
Address: New York.
Entry:
Anna,
I expect you're back by now, if not, I'll send another letter later. I hope you're back home safely, etc. etc. etc.
Now, this aon't easy to say. The reason I did not want to go to your place is because I'm not willing to talk to my brothers. I, for a good reason,, have to stay here.
It's not so sunny now, but I bet the rain will have stopped by Saturday the longest. I have amused myself for a while talking to a few year-round campres and shooting targets, but it's dull. I don't miss school, we deserted years ago and we taught ourselves, anyway.
Say hello to the guys for me, will you?
Andrew.

Name: Adrian Jaycen Demetriou
Recipient: Sappho Harding
Date: Well I'm not really sure what date system we're going on, since the summer just ended...? So I'm just gonna say 'A week after you left'
Address: Mr. Harding's house (Or..?)
Entry:
Sappho,
I love writing those letters. They make me feel joyus. Sappho, Sappho, Sappho Sappho. Sorry, let me get to the point.
Every day I wake up radiantly. Because every day I remember the most beautiful girl in the world kissed me when I told her I loved her. She didn't react by slapping me, the way I expected. Every day I wake up raidiantly because the most talented writer I've heard of doesn't hate me. Every day I wake up raidiantly because one day, you're coming back. One day, I'll see you again. One day. I'll wait for you forever, you're perfect. I could list a million reasons of how perfect you are, but I might wake up from this dream.

-A.J.D

Name: Dylan
recipient: Lee
date: ... September 5th?
Address: Alexiares and Anicetus cabin
entry:
Dear Lee,
anytime is fine with me...but I might hunt down Ellie soon because I haven't seen her in forever. If you're not too busy, tomorrow might be okay. Wanna ride horses again? Or your horse might be too tired.
- Dylan

Whimsicality wrote: "Well, she is a poet. ;)

Adapted from an e.e. cummings poem because I was too lazy to make a completely new one.

Thanksyouuu!"

I love e.e. cummings!

*DOMO Kat* wrote: "Name: Adrian Jaycen Demetriou
Recipient: Sappho Harding
Date: Well I'm not really sure what date system we're going on, since the summer just ended...? So I'm just gonna say 'A week after you lef..."

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Name: Sappho Harding
Recipient: Adrian Demetriou
Date: ...
Address: Paris, France (when he's staying with Myra... and Lucas, LOL)

He’s equal with the Gods, that man
Who sits across from you,
Face to face, close enough, to sip
Your voice’s sweetness,

And what excites my mind,
Your laughter, glittering. So,
When I see you, for a moment,
My voice goes,

My tongue freezes. Fire,
Delicate fire, in the flesh.
Blind, stunned, the sound
Of thunder, in my ears.

Shivering with sweat, cold
Tremors over the skin,
I turn the colour of dead grass,
And I’m an inch from dying.

((--From the original Sappho))

Name: Myra Dejeunesse
Recipient: Lucas Cromwell
Date: Murf
Address: Maine

Hi there,
Ha, ha, ha, Lucas. Ha, ha, ha. If only I could take a picture of my face at this moment and send it to you... oh wait, I can. [Picture an epikkk e______e fase.]
It's great that you can still make me laugh like a fool when you're billions of miles away. That was an exaggeration unless you're currently chilling somewhere in deep space. In which case this letter will never get to you. So your manly ass better be at home.
Yes, I know you're coming in two weeks, but I'm so incredibly bored that I really couldn't wait to write. That and I think my father broke me. I can't move without moaning in agony.
I still don't know how to use a spear, dammit.
Looking very forward to meeting your mother. Hopefully I won't be killed with my second Cromwell encounter, but seeing as she's mysteriously banned all weapons from the house, I can see that won't be a problem.
We'll have plenty of time to practice here in France; Papa Simon will be ecstatic that a 'real weapon's expert' will be here to tutor poor uneducated madamoiselle-- yours truly.
And I hope you can withstand drunken aunts, hyperactive baby cousins, and embarassing fathers while you're here. Christmas never goes without a bang in this place.
You might want to starve yourself right about when you get this letter, because you'll start thinking we're trying to stuff you for dinner ourselves, what with all the heavenly food. Keep that manly figure in check and all.

Much Love,
Myra

P.S. How coincedental, our neighbour is a complete douchebag.

xDDDD ^like.

xD Yeiiiiii~

Whimsicality wrote: "Name: Sappho Harding
Recipient: Adrian Demetriou
Date: ...
Address: Paris, France (when he's staying with Myra... and Lucas, LOL)

He’s equal with the Gods, that man
Who sits across from you,
Fac..."

Name: Adrian Demetriou
Recipient: Sappho Harding
Date: 'Murf'
Address: (Uhhh?)
I flashed back, reading those inspirational words. In front of the Ampitheatre, I admired your beauty. Physically, Mentally, Emotionally, Poetically, you name it I thought it. I hope you're not serious about the dying thing, because I'm not one of the most intelligent fellows. 24/7 is the hours of the days that I think of you. I hope you're having a wondeful time at your father's.

- A.J.D

^^

What?

It's cute.