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Post by rachel on May 28, 2011 18:12:24 GMT -5
Rachel Black sat on her bunk, reading a book. She was hoping to be the consuler for her cabin, the Athena cabin. She closed her book and got up, walking into the bathroom. She picked up a box of pink hair dye, and started streaking her hair.
Once she was done, she headed out of the cabin to get some fresh air.
(Can I be the consuler?)
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Post by Matthew Erikson on May 29, 2011 3:50:31 GMT -5
(are you talking bout cabin leader?)
Matthew walked in, he was going to every cabin with bad news.
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Post by rachel on May 29, 2011 9:35:53 GMT -5
(Yeah.)
Rachel saw a guy coming to her cabin. She smiled and walked forward to greet him.
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Post by Matthew Erikson on May 29, 2011 10:49:56 GMT -5
[Ok, well I approved your application now]
"Hello," he said jumping up the steps
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Post by rachel on Jun 1, 2011 16:42:55 GMT -5
"Hello!" She said cheerfully, then fixed her hair down from the blowing wind.
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Post by Matthew Erikson on Jun 2, 2011 9:18:24 GMT -5
"Capture the flag will be delayed. Most of the cabins are emptying..." he didn't want to add for fear.
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Post by rachel on Jun 2, 2011 12:11:55 GMT -5
"Continue what you where going to say." Rachel pressed. She was annoyed when people thought she couldn't handle things. Just because I have pink in my hair doesn't make a daughter of Aphrodite!
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Post by Matthew Erikson on Jun 2, 2011 14:14:26 GMT -5
(sorry I meant" about fear" relating to a plot I'm working on)
"You know how the others are leaving..."
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Post by rachel on Jun 4, 2011 10:06:04 GMT -5
Rachel understood. "Why are they leaving?" She asked, a dark, smoky gray cloud forming in her eyes.
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Post by Matthew Erikson on Jun 5, 2011 4:38:11 GMT -5
"....I'm not sure..." he said looking at the sky.
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