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[nyyfever]

so much whimsy <3

[canis-rex-lupus]

PSYCHONAUTS SPLATOON HEADCANONS PART 3?!?!?!?!?! this one's for the INTERNS!!!

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NORMA NATIVIDAD

norma would be an octoling, and she'd main whatever's "meta defining" at the time instead of just picking a weapon she thinks is neat. what's the point if it's not the best!!

she has main character syndrome i think. she's EXTREMELY bossy and takes the game too seriously. she orders around her team (take the left flank!! cover me while i get the rainmaker!! nooo don't go over there i need you over here defending!!!!) and her instructions are almost always geared toward her getting her teammates to clear a path for her to take all the glory...it never quite goes well. she insists it's her genius planning and direction that gets her team to win matches but she couldn't be more wrong. she also probably blames her teammates when stuff goes wrong. you didn't coordinate well enough!! you didn't listen!!

her favorite mode is rainmaker and her locker is actually pretty neat looking. she shows off all her perfect gear in there and would probably have some of the amiibo items too. she's B- rank.

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LIZZIE NATIVIDAD

lizzie is also an octoling causeee sisters! she'd be a skirmisher/slayer and be really good at baiting other players into unsafe situations where she or someone else on her team can splat them easily. SCARY good at getting people to tunnel and commit too hard to trying to fight her and not realize it till they're already respawning. she'd main something aggressive but mobile so she can get away easy, like octobrush. oh my GOD would she be infuriatingly good at sharking. comes out of nowhere and you're dead before you can blink.

i don't think she takes the game very seriously at ALL, polar opposite of norma, so she never really tilts or blames anyone when she loses. it's just a loss. she might be a sore winner though. i can see her being the type to make fun of her opponents like LMAOOO look at this loser on the jet squelchers aiming at the ground 💀 who let this kid play

anyways her fav mode would be tricolor battle. shes built different like that. she's B+ rank and pokes fun at norma about it sometimes.

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SAM BOOLE

sam is an inkling, she plays slayer. blaster main. she. is. terrifying. she's the one who averages like 20 kills per game. she's the one picking off anyone who dares to touch the rainmaker or step onto the tower or make a single power clam. she is an unstoppable force. i don't think it comes from a place of Intense Focus And Practice though. she strikes me as the type of player to sorta just zone out and have fun without thinking too hard about it, and everyone keeps asking what strats she uses to be able to pull off all the insane plays she does and she just. shrugs.

i think her and raz as a slayer/skirmisher duo would be a force to be reckoned with, like, you see these two together on the enemy team and you're DOOMED. coach oleander is so proud of sam's natural killing machine talent but also a little bit terrified.

her favorite mode is turf war cause it's nice and straightforward. her locker is one of the less mainstream colors like brown or maybe that dark teal color, and it's thoughtfully decorated with cool stickers and stuff. there's definitely one of those furbies in there. very eclectic decor but she makes it work for suresies. she's rank A+. i think she would play salmon run a LOT as well just cause she thinks the salmonids are neat looking.

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GISU NERUMEN

gisu gives me more inkling vibes even though octoling might fit her hair better. seems like the kinda player who doesn't really care about weapon roles and just goes for whatever feels the most fun to play. i think she'd play reeflux! there's a lot of cool stuff you can do with that weapon and potential for lots of trick shots. she'd be sort of like sam and lizzie in that she's pretty easy-going while playing, but i don't think she'd be immune to tilting, especially not when they're 30 seconds away from winning and the other team pulls some insane play that completely turns the tables. she doesn't hold onto a loss for long though and she's pretty good about getting back on track.

she'd totally be the type of player to post a million clips of her getting wipeouts or narrowly escaping getting splatted or those aformentioned trick shots btw. she lives for those highlight compilation worthy moments.

i think she'd be around rank A+ and her favorite mode might beeee... tower control. her locker would either be super sick or she'd use it to do one of those silly jokes with the moai head.

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MORRIS MARTINEZ

morris strikes me as an inkling type fella. i think he wouldn't really like the stress of the front lines and would rather play an anchor weapon. something swagful like e-liter. he'd be convinced that the song that plays during matches affects his performance. of course we lost, they were playing headhammer. of course i did crazy good that round, they were playing ska-blam!!! (i'm the same actually. i always play well when a yoko and the gold bazookas song is on.) he's a pretty chill player but definitely gets put off by spikes in difficulty and might take long breaks from matches altogether because "the other teams are way too sweaty."

he'd probably range from C+ to A- rank at any given time depending how much he's bothered to play that season. his favorite mode would be splat zones since it's one of the less crazy ones, easier to follow what's going on. while gisu would only maybe probably do a joke locker, morris would TOTALLY do one But. he'd also decorate the outside properly so it's both silly and cool.

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ADAM JOSEPH GETTE

octoling. or frankly... if we want to get devious and break the rules... inktoling?!?!?! like morris he's not so aggressive, but instead of it being because he can't handle the front lines i think it would be that he just has more fun playing support. he'd probably main a few weapons, like n-zap '89, splat roller, and tenta brella. he would spend a loooot of effort putting good abilities on fashionable outfits so he can look just as fresh as he plays. he likes learning so he'd get an advantage in the game by absorbing a TON of information about the best ways to use specials, map strategies, weaknesses of other weapons, all that good stuff. he's the kinda guy that always shows up right when you need someone to cover you, and has probably saved a good amount of games by being on point with his support.

he's S rank so y'know he's kiiiind of a big deal... kind of a big shot... big cheese... top dog... he says this all jokingly but norma always fumes at it. his favorite mode? oohhh don't make him choose...they're all fun for their own reasons!! he'd spend lots of time decorating his locker, using the stickers to make funky designs with heavy consideration for the color scheme. he'd probably incorporate the newspaper-y mixed media style stickers from story mode in there somehow. it would have kind of a vintage feel?

[idioticsky]

You know you can talk to me, right?

Word count: 1,049

Well, fall break is here, classes out and the interns can finally go home for the first time in a while. Natalie was planning to head home and see her dads for the first time since she entered the program, it was supposed to be a fun week where she can spend time with her family (and maybe connect with them a little). Cut to when she showed up at the door, she was so anxious about being home.

"Come on Nad! You've worked in dangerous environments and everything! What's one little knock?" She thought to herself as she raised he fist, but she heard something: laughter. She froze for a moment before she listened in more, it sounded like a kid laughing? What's a kid doing there? She knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. A man opened the door, her dad.

"Natalie!" He said, it was clear that he was happy but Natalie couldn't help but think that something was a bit off.

"Hey dad.." She trailed off as she looked into the living room to see a kid, no older than 5, playing with her papa. Her father noticed her eyes and looked back.

"Oh, uhm, right, we wanted to tell you but you never responded to any calls or messages so we really had no.." his voice trailed off in Natalie's mind. "Awww look, they replaced you didn't they?" Said the anxiety in her mind. Her vision started to blur after that, as everything she once heard or saw faded as she dove deeper into her mind, until she felt someone touch her shoulder: her dad. She looked up at him and it felt like an eternity that they just looked at each other, then she ran.

"Wha?- Natalie!" She didn't listen, she kept running as her mind made her overthink. She ended up staying at a cheep hotel for the week before she got made her way back to the motherlobe.

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After that week, school was back up for the interns, and the lucky teacher for this semester: Adam. He loved the interns sure, but they can be a bit much. They had just finished up class for the day. Adam was just planning for tomorrow when he heard someone walk into the room. He looked up from his desk to see Natalie. Strange? She never comes to talk with him unless it's about stuff she doesn't wanna do?

"Need something?" Adam asked, making Natalie jump.

"Shit.. thought you would've gone back to your office? Is it even an office? It's more like a dorm."

"Technically it's a dorm, but I use it as both. Anyway, I needed to plan the work you kids have for class tomorrow, so I stayed in here so I don't get distracted by a project I've been working on."

"Ohhh."

"Now, my question for you is: why are you here Natalie?" Adam asked, putting his computer to the side.

"O-Oh, uhm I.. just forgot my bag! Yeah that's it-" She blurted out, trying to avoid the real reason, but Adam could see right through her.

"Well, that's a better lie then the one you told to get out of me rambling earlier. But what's the real reason?"

"It's stupid, it doesn't matter.."

"But you admit that something is bothering you?"

There was no response for Natalie, but Adam knew what to do. He got up from his desk and went over to her, placing his hand on her shoulder.

"You know you can talk to me, right?" Adam asked, Natalie looked up at her mentor and started to tear up. Everything that she had been pushing down started pushing back up, everything started rushing into her mind in a way that she couldn't handle. Adam pulled a chair next to his desk and invited Natalie to sit down, she took a seat as she started to sob.

"What's up?" Adam asked, he wasn't going to judge, but listen, Natalie knew that much at least. So she started letting everything out.

"M-My parents!.. I went to v-visit then over break.. but they adopted a new k-kid and I never knew until then.. a-and that's my fault in the first place for now answering their calls!.. but it.. i-it just felt like they wanted to replace me and!.. and I don't want that.. a-and I ran from their house and stayed at a shitty hotel close by.." She vented while picking at loose string on her clothes and as tears fell onto her hands.

"Natalie, listen to me ok? I don't what to force you to do anything, but I'll give you a day off tomorrow. You can do whatever you want with your free day, but I hope that you try and talk with your parents and express what you're feeling. If you don't, that's fine, I just want you to feel better and ready for whatever comes your way." Adam said as he wrote up something, Natalie couldn't tell what, but she knew that it was something about that free day. She got teary-eyed once again as she quickly hugged Adam, grabbed her back, and ran to her dorm so that she could be alone. The hug took Adam by surprise, but he didn't mind, he was happy even that his student trusted him enough to open up and express what was on her mind.

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Natalie laid on her bed, thinking about what Adam said. "'I hope that you try and talk to your parents' huh?.. maybe.." Natalie thought to herself as she hugged the only plush she owned at the motherlobe, a plush werewolf her dads got her as a present after she was accepted into the intern program. She needed time to think about talking with her parents, but she started to think that it might help. So that's what she did.

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The next day she used the phone in her room to call her papa and talk.

"Hello?" Said the voice on the line.

"Hey papa.. it's me.." Natalie said in response.

"Hey sweetie, do you need something?"

"No, not this time.. I just wanted to talk.." She confessed, her papa understood and just let her talk, responding to a few things here and there, but letting her express what was on her mind.

[kittenscookie]

Camp mom Luke, where things get so bad he just starts crying one day while trying to comfort a Demi god

This man is literally carrying camp half bloods financial situation, taking care of the campers, making sure cabins are clean, making sure everything is fine

While he’s doing that he’s trying to also manage the titan army- keeping monsters and Demi gods from fighting, doing even more financial work and now along with even more things and having to deal with Kronos in his head

So one day it’s just like, four campers trying to climb on him, Travis and Connor won’t stop playing pranks, Clarisse is trying to fight Percy so he’s holding her back, and Dionysus comes up like

Dionysus: “hey Lukas or what ever your name is, do this reallyyy quick” and it’s Olympus fucking financial situation

Luke: “…” Luke just starts crying, like full on sobs. The camp has no idea what to do because Luke’s never cried before so there all panicking

He'd woke up that day knowing it was going to be terrible. Sofie was still sick so she was gonna be clingy, capture the flag was yesterday and Ares cabin had lost meaning Clarisse was probably in a foul mood, and Thalia was still visiting camp. To top it all of his head was fucking killing him, and Chris and Connor wouldn't stop screaming at each other. Luke cringed, that was easy enough to deal with, "Yo shut the FUCK UP!" Blessed silence. He'd groaned into his hands and climbed out his bunk knowing the day wasn't going to get any better. It didn't.

It was barely 12 pm and the blonde had already had to break up three fights, only made more difficult with Sofia on his hip. Her fever had spiked in the night so she had to be close to him so he could monitor her temperature. He'd forgotten to account for something though, the other littles always got jealous when he paid any one kid more attention no matter the reason. What this meant was he had three other children tugging at him and desperate for attention. Maybe he could have handled it any other day but his head was still pounding, the kids were being so loud, so his patience was stretched thin...

"Luke!"

"JO—!" He caught himself, flinching at his tone in time with the little boy yanking on his pant leg. Carefully, he plucked little fingers from him jeans before bringing his hand back up to rub at his temples. "Joseph please, I've got a really bad headache. I need you all to use your inside voices okay?"

Tiny murmurs of acknowledgement and apology from both the boy and the other children. Luke almost sighed in relief but then he saw Clarisse and Percy arguing, both teens getting both louder as it continued. He let out a sound akin to a growl. Before he knew it he had the back of the teens shirt in an iron grip. The girl shouted, about to begin cursing before she saw who exactly it was that grabbed her.

The blood drained from her face, "I wasn't—!"

The man's face twisted into a grimace, scar tugging at his lip uncomfortably "Yes, yes you were, my god—you're fifteen Clarisse! You're too damn old to be throwing god forsaken tantrums like this—!"

"Luke?"

"What!?"

Chris jumped back, one hand a little in front of him a stack of paper in the other. He didn't speak for a few seconds, taking in his brother's appearance. His face shrunk with concern before he eventually shook his head, "We're over budget".

"Excuse me?" He let go of Clarisse's shirt to snatch the papers out of his younger brother's hands, bouncing Sofia a bit when she made a noise of discomfort. "Which side—?"

"Both".

Luke took a sharp intake, breathing picking up, head throbbing. He gave a quick glance at the children surrounding them before mouthing the word bullshit. Chris just shook his head and shrugged, just as confused as he was "I don't even know man! I don't even know!" He was about to say something when he caught one of the middle school aged boys push another child out the corner of his eye.

"Walker!" The boy jumped, "Cabin seven, now!" Before the boy could retort Luke cut him off firmly, "NOW!" Walker groaned and slammed a foot into the ground but walked back to his cabin.

"Luke?" His head snapped towards the voice. Percy was staring at him with an expression he couldn't name—he was sure he'd seen it before though, directed at other people, never him. Green eyes shifted off to the side for a brief moment before focusing back on him. The teen took a hesitant step closer, "...Are you okay?"

"...What...?" The tension in his face melted into confusion because what? He couldn't even remember the last time anyone had asked him that. He couldn't even answer, gapping like a fish and frozen like a deer.

"Luca!"

Everything turned to static. D was walking towards him, papers in hand, no doubt about to pass off his work on to him. The god's mouth was moving but Luke couldn't register the words—couldn't hear anything really. It was getting hard to see too, his vision going a mix of blurry and warped. His legs trembled but he managed to keep himself up, he couldn't fall over—not with one of his kids in his arms. He managed to hear someone whimper but couldn't tell from where.

"...Is he crying...?"

The next few moments were a blur. Someone tugged the forms from his hands, then they took Sofia out of his arms despite his protest. The next thing he knew he was being dragged gods knew were. The sound of sobbing followed him but he couldn't tell from where. Firm hands pushed on his shoulders, forcing him to sit down. It was only then he noticed the damp spots on his shirt, he brought a hand up to his face and it came back wet. Oh, it was him, well that explained why his throat felt so raw.

Luke took a lot longer to calm down than he'd like to admit. Hacking and coughing as his tears finally calmed down enough to see that he was in some clearing. He turned to his side and saw Percy staring at him with that same unknown expression—a little bit of pity mixed in there.

"...You wanna talk about it?" He shook his head, the teen gave a short nod. "Alright..."

[captain-mj]

Plane Ride

Little Ghost mom centric thing because @snootlestheangel made me think about her again

Mrs. Riley silently handed her ticket to the airport security. She had never flown to America before. If she could, she'd probably feel anxious about doing something wrong and the man yelling at her.

Instead, all she could feel was the swirling mix of dread and relief filling her entire body. They bubbled and foamed inside her until she felt like she might throw up on the nice worker's shoes.

"Mum." Tommy put his hand on arm gently. "Sorry, sir. My brother is in the hospital and neither of us are taking it well."

"Go ahead and go through."

"Thank you, sir." Tommy held her hand as she tried not to cry again. "it's okay, Mum. Simon is alright. We're going to go see him and he's probably going to be fine and tell us we're loonies for even being worried about him."

Mrs. Riley wasn't sure she believed him, but nodded all the same. She was never the strongest person. Mentally or physically. It was not something she was proud of honestly. But she needed to keep herself together through the flight.

Tommy managed to sleep, probably exhausted from handling Joseph and the unknown amount of time he spent on the phone trying to get everything together. She made sure not to wake him up, even as she kept weeping.

Simon was alive. They told her he was dead. Went missing and would never return. That she'd never even get a body.

And now. He was alive, in critical condition and hadn't talked much. Her good boy.

Mrs. Riley started to sob again. She had never been a good mother. She always tried, but she didn't fool herself into thinking she was good. Simon protected her more than she ever protected him and that would probably always haunt her. A better mom would've left. Or at least made sure she was the only one getting hit.

The first time he had broken Simon's arm, she did leave. Just for a day. And then she came back. Weak and unable to handle the world anymore. When did she get like that? She asked herself the question constantly.

Not Simon though. Even as a kid. Always tough as nails.

The poor flight attendant offered her a drink on the house. She simply asked for a water and to please come back when Tommy was awake.

On foreign soil, she wondered how her son did it. Just... went to other countries. Talked with people. Smiled and drank and did all the things she did as a kid so easily.

A military personnel picked them up. They had on their formal wear. Only difference between it and the one, who told her that her eldest had died, was the flag and some colors. He had a scar along his head and tattoos on his arm. For a brief moment, she thought one of them may match her son's but his sleeve was half covering it.

"My name is Sergeant Alex Keller. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

He talked to Tommy like a soldier, greeting him with a thick Texan and shaking his hand. For her though, he must've seen the red eyes and the bags that came under them, because he actually smiled at her.

"I've never met someone as... strong willed as your son. I'll be happy to escort you both to the hospital. However," her blood started to drop in temperature, "i must warn you. He's not a happy camper. His condition also... isn't pretty. Doctors say he's out of the weeds, but recovery is going to be a slow and steady process."

Tommy nodded. "Strong willed... That's one way to describe him."

Sergeant Keller simply smiled and she got the impression he knew something she didn't. Most likely something classified if he was anything like Simon.

Alex took them to the hospital where they were told only one visitor at a time. With no hesitation, Tommy stepped back and said he'd wait in the waiting room. Although it was no doubt killing him, he simply squeezed his mom's hand and let go.

Mrs. Riley followed the nurse through the white halls, feeling nauseated as many childhood A&E visits flashed through her brain.

"Right now, he's on quite a bit of oxycodone."

"He's not supposed to take that."

The nurse faltered a bit. "There was no note in his file for allergies. We couldn't leave him unmedicated. Is there a different one that he should be on?" She sounded almost panicked, as she checked through Simon's file.

"Addiction... runs in the family. Sorry, I trust your judgement, miss. I'm just surprised he let you give him any pain meds."

The nurse relaxed and hesitated, again, almost telling her something. She seemed to take pity on the poor mom. "He was... delirious. We believe he was given some cocktails of hallucinogens and who knows what else. That with the infection and the fever... I don't think he would've stayed coherent enough to make choices."

Mrs. Riley found herself relaxing a little. "Simon knows how to dissociate. Hopefully that's what he did when they... took him. I understand there's certain things you can't tell me. I do. What can you tell me? Before I go in this room. What should I know?"

The nurse paused in front of the door. "I wouldn't normally do this. I need you to understand. But I think someone he's close to should understand what happened." She put the file on a small table nearby. "I'm going to walk away. Just go in when you're ready."

Mrs. Riley smiled at her and waited a moment or two after she walked away before picking it up.

Broken ribs. Dislocated. Vivisections scars. Damage to multiple organs. A surgery had been done to remove internal scar tissue. Puncture wounds all over. Unknown wound on the ribs. Cuts along face. Wound from a previously healed over slit throat. Signs of starvations. Signs of rape. Burns along feet, potentially from walking on hot ground. Scorpion stings on hands and wrists.

There were more, but most were cuts or bruising. Horrible, but nothing like what she had just read.

Mrs. Riley should've taken a moment to compose herself, but she couldn't. She didn't even put the file back on the table, just dropped it and went inside.

There he was. For the first time since he was six years old, he looked small. There were so many bandages, especially around his mouth. But his eyes were exposed. Along with dark hair that had grown out and fell in his face now. For a brief moment, his heart rate spiked in fear as he stared at her.

"There's my good boy." She said softly, walking over. She made herself walk slow and steady despite wanting to collapse. When he flinched away from her, it felt like she had her heart ripped out and picked apart. But he settled, his heart rate began to even back out.

He tried to talk but it seemed to pull something cause it winced in pain instead.

"Simon." His eyes went straight to her, soft and wet. "Blink once if i can take your hand."

One blink.

She grabbed it gently, cradling it. His hands dwarfed hers. There were so many scars. So much bandaging. Her eyes filled with tears and she could hear the heart monitor start to beep faster.

"I'm so glad I have you back, Simon." She rubbed his knuckles gently to calm him back down. "Tommy is outside when you want to see him."

It looked like he tried to sit up but the pained whimpering that came out of him made her sick.

"Sweetheart," she pressed his shoulders back gently, not liking the defocused look in his eyes. "please. Just stay still. Everything can wait. I promise. For once, just... let someone else be the strong one for you, alright?"

Mrs. Riley pulled up a chair and held his hand. Before long, he fell asleep, though he fought it to the bitter end. Tommy was allowed back eventually and she wasn't prepared for how fast he just fell apart.

Her poor boys.

Simon went to comfort him but was luckily stopped by both of them before he could hurt himself. He looked miserably at both of them but Tommy hit the pain med button for him and he relaxed back into a blissful and hopefully pain free sleep.

Mrs. Riley could be strong. She knew she could. Whatever Simon needed, he'd get.

[saibugslegacy]

Demigod AU Original Characters

(Featuring two new characters)

Demigod AU Masterlist

Everett Varyn

BASIC INFO

Name: Everett Varyn

Godly Parent: Hestia (adopted)

Age: 13

Years at Camp: 2

Weapon: Crossbow

Status: Full time

LI: Cassian Malfoy

Powers:

Pyrokinesis

Limited healing

BACKSTORY

The day before his fifteenth birthday Ambrose has a dream of Everett getting attacked by a monster

The next morning a satyr named Fig appears on their doorstep, one sent by Zeus himself to escort Ambrose to Camp. Ambrose drags Everett along with them to protect him

Along the way to Camp the trio encounter a chimera den. They're losing the fight until Fig sacrifices himself to give Ambrose time to grab a halberd from the monster's spoils and kill the chimera. He brings the halberd with him just in case

He prays to the gods for any of them to protect his brother. To his surprise one answers. Not just any god, not even his father. Instead it's Hestia

Hestia vows to protect Everett and give him her blessing, and in exchange Ambrose swears himself to her

They make it to camp but it's with a manticore on their tail

Other campers arrive to help but Ambrose summons a lightning bolt to kill it

NOTES

Theon Ridley

BASIC INFO

Name: Theon Ridley

Age: 19

Years at Camp: 6

Godly Parent: Hermes

Weapon: Spear and shield

Status: Summers

LI: Ambrose Varyn

Powers

Near superhuman speed

Flawless navigation

BACKSTORY

Mother, Astrid, was a Navy pilot who met Hermes and ended up pregnant with Theon

Ends up leaving him in the care of a friend on base while she finishes deployment

However towards the end of her deployment she ends up having a second child with Oceanus, who pretends to be a normal sailor

She gets back to base and ends up marrying the man taking care of Theon, Joseph

They know Theon is a demigod, but don't know about Cassian until he gets in a fight with Theon and Theon gets hit in the face with a wave from the pool

Astrid and Joseph finally tell them everything when Theon is thirteen and let them choose if they want to go to Camp

Theon says yes, going for the first time that summer

Does not say a single word to his parents about the Titan War until it's over

NOTES

Fought in Battle of Manhattan

Has an eyebrow slit because he thinks it makes him look cool

Cassian Malfoy

BASIC INFO

Name: Cassian Malfoy

Godly Parent: Oceanus

Age: 16

Years at Camp: 3

Weapon: Sword

Status: Summers

LI: Everett Varyn

Powers:

Control water

Can solidify, boil, and freeze water

Becomes stronger in water, especially ocean water

Can breathe underwater

Can talk to marine life

BACKSTORY

Mother, Astrid, was a Navy pilot who met Hermes and ended up pregnant with Theon

Ends up leaving him in the care of a friend on base while she finishes deployment

However towards the end of her deployment she ends up having a second child with Oceanus, who pretends to be a normal sailor

She gets back to base and ends up marrying the man taking care of Theon, Joseph

They know Theon is a demigod, but don't know about Cassian until he gets in a fight with Theon and Theon gets hit in the face with a wave from the pool

Astrid and Joseph finally tell them everything when Cassian is ten and let them choose if they want to go to Camp

Cassian says yes, going for the first time that three summers later when he turns thirteen

NOTES

Everyone assumes his godly parent is Poseidon because of his powers, but he doesnt get claimed for three years

Kylin Athantis

BASIC INFO

Name: Kylin Athantis

Epithet: Stormbringer

Arrival Age: 25

Age: Old

Godly Parent: Poseidon

Weapon: Bow

Status: Resurrected

LI: TBA

Powers:

Controlling and creating water based dangers including storms (especially hurricanes and tropical storms), tidal waves, rip currents, floods, and tsunamis

Best sailor in history

Controlling water

Can breathe underwater

Can communicate with marine life

BACKSTORY

Born in Ithaca, over four hundred years ago

Mother died when he was so young that he doesn't remember her and spent basically his whole life in an orphanage

At fifteen decided to stowaway onto Odysseus's ship en route for Troy

The night before, he got a visit from Poseidon that told him Posedion is his father and to not embarass him during the war

Fought in the Trojan War and came out of it one of the most powerful and skilled demigods in history

Sailed around with Odysseus trying to get home, up until Zeus destroyed their ship

Kylin only survived the lightning because he hit the lightning before he died and it healed him

Was on the run from Zeus for seven years, during which he forgave and built up a semblance of a relationship with his father, until he found out about Odysseus being on Ogygia

Stormed Olympus and demanded the gods saved Odysseus

Ended up getting an agreement but for his absolute audacity and for demanding help for a man who has pissed off like, half the gods, Zeus made him choose. If Odysseus was saved, Kylin would be thrown into Tartarus

Kylin agreed and is thrown into the pit, supposedly ending his story

NOTES

Got scar from Zeus's lightning

Poseidon takes on the epithet "Stormbringer" in honor of Kylin

Backstory based on EPIC: The Musical because it's my favorite version of the Odyssey

Karter Reese

BASIC INFO

Name: Karter Reese

Age: 26

Years at Camp: 0

Godly Parent: Hades

Weapon: Sword and dagger

Status: Graduated

LI: TBA

BACKSTORY

Parents were killed by monsters when he was 8

Him and his sister ended up adopted by a single father who also had a boy and a girl

The night before his sixteenth birthday, Hecate appeared to him and gave him the Kronos spiel. At exactly midnight, he refused to join the mythological world altogether, paving the way for how the Great Prophecy concluded

At nineteen he finds a ten year old on his doorstep at his dorm, finds out this kid is his brother, and helps him out

Then more kids show up that summer and tell him they need help and Karter can't exactly say no, so he goes with them, finds his brother, and ends up getting dragged into the Battle of the Labyrinth

He ends up training on his own with his siblings

Next year, because of course, his brother shows up again but this time its with his Hades. He gets a stygian iron sword put in his hands then next thing he knows he's showing up halfway into the Battle of Manhattan

Spends the next five years travelling around with siblings, helping out wayward demigods, whether it's on quests or escorting them to Camp

NOTES

Fought in the Battle of Manhattan and the Battle of the Labyrinth

Has friends at Camp but never attended themself

Has scar from harpy

[luckyduckwrites]

Another Contestant Chapter 1-1: Not So Happy Campers (Part 1)

Fandom: Total Drama (Cartoon)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Heather (Total Drama)/Original Character(s)

Characters: Heather (Total Drama), Gwen (Total Drama), Original Non-Binary Character, Owen (Total Drama), Bridgette (Total Drama), Geoff (Total Drama), Duncan (Total Drama), Devon "DJ" Joseph, Courtney (Total Drama), Ezekiel (Total Drama), Sadie (Total Drama), Katie (Total Drama), Eva (Total Drama), Noah (Total Drama), Justin (Total Drama), Tyler (Total Drama), Trent (Total Drama), Izzy (Total Drama), Cody Anderson, Harold McGrady V, Lindsay (Total Drama), Beth (Total Drama), Leshawna (Total Drama), Alejandro Burromuerto, Sierra (Total Drama), Chris McLean, Mildred "Blaineley" Stacey Andrews O'Halloran

Additional Tags: Total Drama: Island, Total Drama: Action, Total Drama World Tour, Nonbinary Character, POV Original Character, Slow Build, Slow To Update, Friends to Enemies, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Slow Romance, Crush at First Sight, Teen Crush, Canon Lesbian Character, POV Lesbian Character, Canon Lesbian Relationship, Original Character-centric, Developing Relationship, Minor Alejandro Burromuerto/Heather

Summary:

I'm Carmen, and I signed up for this show as a last-minute decision a few minutes before the time ran out to sign up. I signed up for Total Drama because I wanted to get away from my life. My parents don't understand me, and they constantly mis-gender me. I'm non-binary, but they keep using she/her when referring to me and deadnaming me. I know they love me, but I just need a break from it all. Maybe I'll make some new friends, or meet someone special.

Carmen is AFAB non-binary and uses they/them pronouns.

**AO3 & Wattpad links in masterpost pinned to the top of the blog**

I wake up the next day around 9, and Jasper is still on my lap. I skipped dinner last night, so I'm hungry. My dad usually leaves for work early in the morning, so I have only a small chance of seeing him today. I just hope that Mom is still alright with me going on the show. I head downstairs and into the kitchen, seeing freshly-made waffles on two plates on the table, my favorite. My mom is pouring some more batter into the waffle-maker, her back to me as I sit down.

I start stuffing my face with waffles, and my mom speaks up, "You were pretty rude to your father last night. He only wants what's best for you, you know."

I finish chewing, then swallow, trying not to choke.

I respond, "I know he loves me, but it doesn't feel like it when he denies who I am."

My mom sighs, then sits down at the table across from me.

She says, "I know. I still don't understand it myself. I mean, why don't you want to be a girl? It just doesn't make sense to me."

I couldn't think of anything I could say that I hadn't already, so I stayed quiet. After eating, my mom takes our plates and puts them in the sink to clean later.

She turns around and hugs me, then says, "I love you, honey, even if I dont understand you. Now, let's get going if you want to make it on time for your show."

I smile back and grab my suitcase from my room. It had a few pairs of clothes, some binders, a swimsuit, a towel, and a few books for downtime. I give Jasper a big hug and a treat, and then Mom and I leave out the back door toward the garage. It takes 2 hours to get to Georgia Bay. My mom drops me off, and I walk toward the docks, seeing a bunch of other teenagers my age.

They all have different fashion styles, and no one seems to be talking to each other. I wonder if they're all contestants for the show. Probably. I just sit down on the bench and read one of my books to pass the time. A boat finally arrives, but the dock is only small enough for two people at most, so the driver takes us one at a time. I go up after a nerdy girl with braces.

As the boat takes me to our destination, I look around to see a small, remote island with a few small buildings on it. It looks more like a summer camp than a hotel like the ads said. I'm a little ticked about the lie, so as I walk along the deck with my suitcase toward the host, Chris McLean, my lips are pursed in annoyance. I see the nerdy girl on the deck behind him, and she has a huge smile on her face.

Chris introduces me to the camera, "Carmen. How are you doing?"

He holds a hand out to me, and his smug smile was irritating me.

I decline his handshake, walking past him toward the nerdy girl, saying, "I was expecting a hotel, so not great. And I'm not huge on handshakes, either."

I set my luggage down, and the nerdy girl greets me, "Hi, I'm Beth! I love your outfit!"

I finally smile a little awkwardly and say, "Uh, thanks. I like yours too. It's very... campy." Her smile falters a little, and I scratch the back of my neck as I add, "Not in a bad way, though. Sorry, I'm not great at giving compliments."

Her smile gets bigger again, and we both turn back toward the other end of the dock as we hear the boat return with another contestant. The next contestant is a guy taller than me, wearing a green t-shirt with the letter D on it.

Chris announces his name as DJ, and DJ responds, "Yo, Chris McLean, how's it going? Hey, you sure you got the right place here? Where's the hot tub at?"

Chris does finger guns at him, responding, "Yo, dawg. This is it, Camp Wawanakwa."

DJ takes a look around after dropping off his suitcases on the small but growing pile, muttering, "Hmph. Looked a lot different on the application form."

I say, "I know, right? Like, what the heck!"

He puts a hand out for a handshake, and I politely decline. He shrugs, and soon, someone else arrives. The girl looked like a goth, a scowl on her face.

Chris says, "Hey, Gwen."

Gwen exclaims, "You mean we're staying here?"

Chris responds, "No, you're staying here. My crib is an airstream with AC that-a-way."

Gwen growls as she says, "I did not sign up for this."

Chis holds up a thick stack of paper, presumably her contract.

He says, "Actually, you did."

Gwen rips the thick contract with ease, throwing the pieces of paper into the lake.

Chris has a smug smile on his face as he holds up a second copy, saying, "The good thing about lawyers is that they make lots of copies."

Gwen growls again, saying, "I am not staying here."

Chris simply points behind her at the leaving boat, saying, "Cool. I hope you can swim though, because your ride just left."

Gwen grumbles under her breath as another contestant arrives, a party guy wearing an open pink shirt and a green cowboy hat. It's an odd combination, but who am I to judge?

The party guy jumps off the boat onto the dock, exclaiming, "Chris McLean! 'Sup, man! It's an honor to meet you, man!"

Chris responds with the same amount of energy, "The Geoff-ster. Welcome to the island, man."

Geoff says, "Thanks, man!"

Gwen mutters, "If they say 'man' one more time, I'm gonna puke."

I giggle, finally making her smile a little as Geoff and Chris high-five. Another contestant. This one looks like the dumb, pretty blonde stereotype.

Chris says, "Everybody, this is Lindsay." He puts a hand to one side of his mouth as he says to the camera, "Not too shabby."

I grimace a bit at that. He's gotta be at least 10 years older than her! Gross.

Lindsay enthusiastically says to Chris, "Hiiii! Okay, you look so familiar."

Chris says, dumbfounded, "I'm Chris McLean." Lindsay still looks confused, so he clarifies, "The host of this show."

It finally clicks for Lindsay as she exclaims, "Oh, so that's where I know you from!"

Chris, still dumbfounded, said, "Uh, yeah."

The next contestant is introduced as Heather as she takes her sunglasses off her face, a glare on her face directed toward Chris.

Beth runs over to her, hugging her and accidentally spitting on her as she says, "Hi, looks like we're your new friends for the next eight weeks!"

Heather looks disgusted, so I introduce myself next, "My name's Carmen. This whole camp thing sucks, yeah?"

Heather looks me up and down until she puts her sunglasses back on, a smile on her face as she responds, "Yeah. They can't really expect us to stay here, can they?"

I chuckle in response, then another contestant arrives, rock music playing from the boat. The teen in the boat looked like a typical bad boy.

Chris says, "Duncan, dude."

Duncan grabs Chris by the front of his shirt, lifting him up off of the ground as he says, "I don't like surprises."

Chris seems unaffected, saying, "Yeah, your parole officer warned me about that, man. He also told me to give him a holler anytime and have you return to juvie."

Duncan scoffs, releasing Chris and walking over to the rest of us. He looks me up and down with hungry eyes, unlike Heather earlier.

He says, "Okay then. Meet you at the campfire, gorgeous."

I grimace, saying, "Drop dead. Not interested."

He only looked more interested, walking closer before Gwen stepped between us, shielding me and glaring at him. He shrugs, staying where he is.

Heather says, "I'm calling my parents, you cannot make me stay here."

Chris holds up her contract, just as thick as Gwen's.

She walks up to rip it up, but I hold her back, saying, "It's not worth it. He has way too many copies."

She groans, then walks back with me to the crowd of contestants, both of us away from Duncan. The next contestant looks like a typical jock, and I see him water-skiing behind the boat. As Chris introduces him as Tyler, the boat stops, lauching him into the pile of luggage. A suitcase flies into the water, splashing Heather and drenching her.

She shivers, saying, "Ugh, my shoes!"

I pick up the now wet suitcase, recognizing it as mine. I groan, lifting it up and setting it back by the pile so it can dry. Hopefully, my books aren't too waterlogged. Chris congratulates Tyler on his wipeout, making him give a barely visible thumbs up from under the pile of suitcases. DJ, Geoff, and I help him out, making sure not to knock any more suitcases into the water.

We finally popped him free, and I stumbled backward from the force. I suddenly hear raspy breathing right by my ear, making me jump backward. I see a ginger nerd holding a suitcase and a folded up electric keyboard under his arm and breathing heavily, likely from asthma.

He stares into nothing as Chris says, "Welcome to camp, Harold."

He continues staring at nothing, and Beth whispers, "What's he looking at?"

I shrug, moving out of his line of sight.

Harold finally says, "So you mean this show is at a yucky summer camp and not on some big stage or something?"

Chris smugly smiles, making finger guns at him as he says, "You got it!"

Harold blinks before exclaiming, "Yes! That is so much more favorable to my skills."

He walks over to us, and I avoid standing near him, ending up back by Heather. Harold smells weird, like he hasn't ever used deodorant in his life. Chris shudders from Harold's response, and then introduces the next contestant, Trent.

Trent says, "Hey, good to meet you, man. Saw you on that figure skating show. Nice work, man."

Chris fist-bumps him, exclaiming, "Hey, thanks, man. I knew I rocked that show!"

Beth jumps in, "I saw that! One of the guys dropped his partner on her head, so they got immunity that week."

Harold says, "Lucky! I hope I get dropped on my head." 

Lindsay agrees with him, and Heather and I glance at each other with 'are they for real?' looks as she's hunched over the edge of the dock, trying to squeeze the remaining water out of her hair. I blush as I think, 'she looks pretty with her long hair'.

I fight the blush away and whisper to her, "Are we sure they didn't already?"

Heather chuckles a little as she finally gets the last of the water out, but her sandles are still soaked, making squishing sounds as she stands straight up again. Trent walks over to the crowd of contestants, standing next to Gwen. She blushes, then tries to hide it when he looks at her. The next person arrives, a blonde girl with a surfboard.

She asks, "Hey, what's up?"

Chris introduces her, "Our surf chick, Bridgette."

Duncan scoffs, saying, "Nice board. This ain't Malibu, honey."

Bridgette looks disappointed as she looks at the lake, responding, "I thought we were going to be on the beach."

Chris says, "All right, that makes- Ow!"

He's interrupted by Bridgette accidentally hitting him in the head with her surfboard. Chris exclaims his pain as Bridgette introduces herself to the guys. She ends up turning around a few times as she introduces herself to more people, almost hitting more people.

Heather groans, saying, "Okay, we've met Surfer Girl. Can we get on with the show, please?"

Duncan says, "Someone missed their cappuccino macchiato this morning."

Heather crosses her arms, responding, "Get bent."

The next camper arrives and is introduced as Noah.

He annoyedly states, "You got my memo about my life-threatening allergies?"

Chris shrugs, responding, "I'm sure someone did."

Noah rolls his eyes, saying, "Good. Is this where we're staying?"

Duncan immediately tries to intimidate him, saying, "No, it's your mother's house, and we're throwing a party."

Noah doesn't look intimidated in the slightest, saying, "Cute. Nice piercings, original. Do them yourself?"

Duncan had piercings on his left eyebrow, left nostril, and two high up on both of his ears.

Duncan grabs Noah's lower lip, saying, "Yeah. You want one?"

Noah still looks unimpressed as he responds, "Uh, no thanks. Can I have my lip back? Thanks."

Duncan releases him, annoyed that his intimidation didn't work.

The next contestant introduces herself, exclaiming, "What's up, y'all. Leshawna's in the house!" Harold gasps, a starstruck look in his eyes as Leshawna greets Chris, "Yo, baby. How you doing? How's it going?" She and Chris high-five as she addresses the rest of us, "Feel free to quit now. Save yourself the trouble 'cause I came to win!" She walks up to DJ, high-fiving him as she says, "Oh, what's up, my brother? Give me some sugar, baby!"

Harold walks up to her, exclaiming, "I've never seen a girl like you before."

Leshawna looked a bit offended, asking, "Excuse me?"

Harold added, "You're real big... and loud."

Leshawna got really mad at that, screaming, "What did you say to me?! Oh, no you didn't! You have not seen anything yet! I'll show you big, baby!"

Harold tries to defend himself with dumb TV karate poses as DJ, Bridgette and I try to hold her back.

She continues screaming, "Oh yeah, you want some of this?! Well, come on then!"

Chris exclaims, "Alright. Campers, settle down!"

It took a few minutes, but Leshawna finally calmed down, with Harold at the other side of the crowd, out of her view. The next two campers arrive together, wearing matching outfits. They both look strikingly different, though, with one of them short, curvy, and lighter skinned, and the other tall, skinny, and darker skinned. Chris introduces the shorter one as Sadie, and the taller one as Katie. I'm probably going to have a hard time remembering which one's which.

Katie exclaims, "Oh my gosh. Sadie, look, it's a summer camp!"

Sadie squealed, responding, "Okay, I always wanted to go to a summer camp!"

Heather and I look at each other with looks of disbelief as the girls grab their bags and run happily across the dock. Even Chris looks unsure. The next contestant looks... questionable to say the least.

Chris says, "Ezekiel! What's up, man?"

Ezekiel looks at the sky for a minute, saying, "Uh, I think I see a bird."

Trent laughs, and Chris puts a hand on Ezekiel's shoulder, saying, "Okay, look, dude. I know you don't get out much. Been homeschooled your whole life by freaky Prairie people. Just don't say much and try not to get kicked off too early, okay?"

Ezekiel nods, responding, "Yes, sir."

I say, "That's just... yikes."

Chris introduces the next camper, "Cody, the Cod-ster, the Cod-meister!"

They high-five, and Cody exclaims, "Dude, psyched to be here, man!"

The girls and I are one one side of the group, with guys on the other side.

Cody adds, "I saw the ladies have already arrived. Alright!"

I notice that I was included in that and cross my arms, rolling my eyes at being misgendered again. Not that it's anything new. If it happens again, I'm not gonna hold back.

Cody was going to flirt with Leshawna, but she puts a finger to his lips to silence him, saying, "Save it, short stuff."

He shrugs, walking over to the other guys. I hear deep, angry breaths introducing the next contestant.

Chris says, "Eva. Nice, glad you could make it."

She doesn't say anything, just walking between the guys and girls, dropping her bag on Cody's foot.

He yelps, exclaiming, "Ow! What's in there, dumbbells?"

She responds, "Yes."

It looks like she has a permanent scowl.

Even Duncan recoils away from Eva, saying to Cody, "She's all yours, man."

Cody shakes his head, hiding away from Eva.

The next contestant yells out a loud, long, "Wooooohooooo!"

He slides off of the boat, and I see how large he is. Not to be rude, but I can barely see his legs under his stomach.

He exclaims, "Chris! What's happenin'?! Hahaha, this is awesome!"

He sure has a lot of energy for such a big guy.

His loud voice makes me grimace from the volume, especially as Chris yells back, "Owen! Welcome!"

Owen scoops Chris into a hug, squishing him as he exclaims, "Awesome to be here, man! Man, this is so..."

Gwen responds sarcastically, "Awesome?"

Owen responds, "Yes, awesome! Woohoo! Are you going to be on my team?"

Gwen puts on a fake smile, sarcastically saying, "I sure hope so."

Owen 'woohoo's again until Chris asks, "You about finished?"

Owen apologizes, "Sorry, dude. I'm just so psyched!"

Chris has a fake smile on his face, saying, "Cool. And here come Courtney."

The next contestant, Courtney, thanks him, walking over to the rest of us.

She says, "Hi, you must be the other contestants. It's really nice to meet you all!"

She looks like a teacher's pet.

Owen enthusiastically shakes her hand, exclaiming, "How's it goin'? I'm Owen!"

She responds, "Nice to meet you... ohhhh, wow."

She trails off as the next contestant arrives. All the girls swoon over him, but I don't get it. Even Owen seems to like him. I can tell that he's a conventionally attractive man, but I'm just not attracted to guys. Never have been. Chris introduces him as Justin, and they do a fist-bump.

Justin thanks him, and Chris says, "Just so you know, we picked you based entirely on looks."

Justin responds, "I can deal with that."

Owen exclaims, "I like your pants." Justin thanks him, and he continues, "'Cause they look like they're all worn out. Hahaha, did you buy them like that?"

Justin gives him an odd look as he responds, "Uh, no. Just had them for a while."

Owen smacks his forehead at his blunder. The next contestant arrives, a ginger girl with a green dress.

Chris introduces her as Izzy, and she exclaims, "Hi, Chris! Hi! Whoa!"

She trips off of the handrail of the boat, hitting her head on dock and landing in the water.

The guys laugh, and Courtney runs over to help her up, exclaiming, "Guys, she could be seriously hurt!"

Once Izzy is on the dock, she shakes her hair like a dog, quickly saying, "That felt so... good! Except for hitting my chin. This is summer camp? This is so cool! Do you have paper maché? Are we having lunch soon?"

At her last question, Owen exclaims, "That is a good call!"

Chris says, "First things first, we need a group photo for the promos. Everyone to the end of the dock."

We all walk as a group to the other end of the dock, posing for a photo.

Chris hops onto the now empty boat, and seems to be having trouble getting the camera to work, and Leshawna rolls her eyes, saying through her teeth in the posed smile, "Come on, man! My face is starting to freeze."

Chris finally says, "Got it. Okay, everyone say 'Wawanakwa'!"

Just as we say it, the dock collapses on our side, drenching all of us, but luckily, the luggage survived.

Chris laughs from the boat, saying, "Okay, guys. Dry off and meet at the campfire in ten."

I swim to the beach, Heather not far from me. We both head to the campfire together with our suitcases. Once we're at the campfire, Heather and I sit next to each other, looking through our suitcases. My things luckily stayed dry after my suitcase fell in the water earlier.

Heather shivers as she groans, saying, "Ugh, of course."

I ask her, "What's wrong?"

She crosses her arms, saying, "I forgot my towel."

I grab mine from my suitcase, letting her use it first. I only brought the one towel, but it'll let both of us get dry enough. After ten minutes, Chris and the cameramen arrive at the campfire pit.

He announces, "This is Camp Wawanakwa, your home for the next eight weeks. The campers around you will be your cabin mates, your competition, and maybe even your friends. The camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without getting voted off will win $100,000!"

Duncan points to Heather, asking Chris, "Excuse me, what will the sleeping arrangements be? Because I'd like a bunk under her."

She groans, asking, "They're not co-ed, are they?"

Chris responds, "No. Girls get one side of the cabin and dudes get the other."

I perk up at that, asking, "Where would I go? I'm not a girl or boy?"

The other contestants look at me weirdly, but I was expecting that.

Chris calmly responds, "I already thought of that. You'll be banking with the girls of your team since you were born a girl."

I shrug, but at least it's out there now. I'd rather be in the girl's cabin anyway. Guys always annoy the crap out of me.

Lindsay is the only contestant unaffected by what I said, and she asked, "Excuse me, Kyle. Can I have a cabin with a lake view since I'm the prettiest?"

Chris responds, "Okay, you are, but that's not really how it works here. And it's Chris."

Katie and Sadie hug each other tightly, with Katie saying, "I have to live with Sadie or I'll die.

Sadie continued, "And I'll break out in hives. It's true."

Gwen put a hand to her forehead, groaning, "This cannot be happening."

At least the tension from my 'reveal' is gone.

Owen stopped Gwen and Tyler into a huge hug, saying, "Aw, come on guys! It'll be fun. It's like a big sleepover!"

Tyler points to Duncan as he says to Gwen, "At least you don't have to sleep next to him."

I look over at Duncan, and he's giving a deer a rather aggressive nookie.

Chris announces, "Here's the deal. We're gonna spilt you into two teams. If I call your name out, go stand over there." He points to one side of the fire pit, then continues, "Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, Beth, Carmen, Katie, Owen, Leshawna, Justin, and Noah. From this moment on, you are officially known as the Screaming Gophers!"

He unravels a flag, revealing our team logo.

Owen exclaims, "Yeah! I'm a Gooher! Woooo!"

Katie worriedly asks, "Wait! What about Sadie?"

Chris ignores her, pointing to the other side of the fire pit.

He says, "The rest of you over here. Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, Tyler, Sadie, Izzy, Courtney, Ezekiel, Duncan, Eva, and Harold. Move, move, move!"

Sadie and Katie hug each other tighter than before, and Sadie exclaims, "But Katie's a Gopher! I have to be a Gohper!"

Courtney walks over to her, separating the crying girls as they reach for each other.

Chris is unaffected as he unravels the other flag, saying, "You guys will officially be known as the Killer Bass! Alright campers, you and your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition." He points to a single outhouse, saying, "There's a confession can over there. You will be able to share your innermost thoughts on tape with video diaries anytime you want. Let the audience at home know what you're really thinking. Or just get something off your chest. Go ahead and try it out."

A few other people use it, but I don't really have anything I want to say yet.

After everyone is back at the campfire pit and accounted for, Chris says, "Alright, any questions? Cool. Let's find your cabins. Gophers, you're in the east cabin. Bass, you're in the west."

We all grab our luggage, separating into our respective areas. I just pick the nearest top bunk and grab my blanket and pillow that I packed, leaving my suitcase propped up on the floor next to the bunk.

Heather puts her things on the bunk under me, asking, "Bunk beds? Isn't that a little summer camp?"

Gwen bumps her in the doorway, saying, "That's the idea, genius."

Heather exclaims, "Shut it, weird goth girl!"

Cody tries flirting with Gwen, and she shoves him out of the girl's side. After a few minutes, Lindsay lets out an earpiercing scream, drawing the attention of the other campers and some are in the doorway to see what's wrong.

Leshawna exclaims, "Man, that white girl can scream!"

Lindsay yells out, "What is it? Kill it, kill it!"

DJ sees a cockroach on the floor, and immediately jumps into a bottom bunk as he screams like a girl.

Gwen groans, saying, "That... was my bed."

A bunch of girls scream and avoid it. I try to squish it under my shoe, but it's unharmed even though I stepped on it. Duncan suddenly appears in the doorway, brandishing an axe. I see him just quick enough to dodge and not lose my foot.

Gwen says, "Well, that's one way to kill a cockroach."

I exclaim, "What the heck, Duncan?! You could've sliced through my foot!"

He props the axe over his shoulder, nonchalantly saying, "But I didn't, did I?"

I groan, crossing my arms, grabbing a book and leaving the cabin. Chris told us earlier to head to the main lodge once we were done packing, but I could finish unpacking later. That guy was really creasing me. I'm alone in the cabin reading for probably twenty minutes, giving me time to calm down.

Once everyone else arrives, the chef yells, "Listen up! I serve it three times a day, and you will eat it three times a day! Grab a tray, get your food, and sit your butts down now!"

I place a bookmark in my book to save my place, and line up. I was here before anyone else, so I was able to be first in line. The chef served what looked like some kind of sloppy joe, but it was off. I don't know how to explain it. When I took a bite, it didn't taste like any sloppy joe I've ever had. It was pretty bad, but I was able to swallow my bite without immediately gagging. Heather sat down next to me after she got her food, and picked at it with her fork.

I overhead Gwen say, "Okay, I hate to be predictable and complain on the first day, but I think mine just moved."

Chef took a meat tenderizer, hitting the sloppy joe so hard it was splattered all over. Gwen had a shocked look on her face and sat down.

After a few minutes, Chris walked in, saying, "Welcome to the main lodge!"

Geoff asked, "Yo, my man. Can we order a pizza?"

Chef threw a cleaver at him, just barely missing him as it landed in the wall just above Geoff's head.

Geoff exclaimed, "Whoa! It's cool, G! Brown slop is cool, right guys?"

The rest of his team nods in agreement, terrified.

Chris says, "Your first challenge begins in one hour. Eat, get changed into swimsuits, and meet me at the top of the mountain."

Katie scaredly asks, "What do you think they'll make us do?"

DJ tries to calm her down, saying, "It's our first challenge. How hard can it be?"

I pipe up, "Well, it's a reality show. They don't usually hold back."

I seemed to have done a bad job calming anyone down, and they all looked at me with scared looks.

I try to clarify, "I mean, it'll probably still be the easiest challenge since it's the first one."

That seemed to help a bit, but there were still some scared faces. After lunch, we all got changed into swimsuits, making our way up the tallest mountain. Luckily, I remembered to bring a swimsuit with a binder inside, so I felt a bit more confident. I haven't worn a swimsuit for a few years.

Once we were all at the top of the mountain, Chris announced, "Your first task is to jump off this 1,000 ft. high cliff into the lake."

I turn to DJ with my arms crossed, saying, " 'It's our first challenge. How hard can it be'?"

He gulped, backing up from the cliff. This was not going to be fun.

[cabinofimagines]

A Play Of The Year

Happy Easter! and APRIL FOOLS! at least basically. This idea has been churning like rotten butter between me and Danny since Christmas last year. Don't worry and enjoy :) It's one of the more mm serious April fools fics we made thusfar.

Pairing: Platonic a bunch x gn reader or something Request: Can I count Danny letting me write this as one? Word count: 2.3 k I am so sorry Warnings: Proceed with caution if you have religious (christian) guilt I suppose, and not that this fic isn't meant as harmful towards those of christian believe, it's satire. The rest? you'll find out (nothing serious, the banner gives most of it away)

-Asnyox

Normally, besides an egg hunt or themed activity, you didn’t celebrate Easter. Camp Half-Blood simply didn’t care too much- so when Camp Jupiter invited most of the campers to their easter activities you were pumped. You weren’t entirely sure what was going to happen. But excitedly you signed up with a few of your friends, and went on a little road trip to get to Camp Jupiter. 

What you weren’t expecting was a play. Last time you checked, there wasn’t an open air stage at this camp, but when you sat down there it was. It wasn’t just a center stage- there were screens to either side, streaming what was happening on stage live. You spotted so many speakers. Nico sat next to you, with Will next to him, Percy and Annabeth were on your other side. You knew one secret, and that is that Leo was Mary. Apparently they had cast Reyna for the role, but as she was with the hunters she (surely with a heavy heart) asked Leo at the Waystation to fill in for her. Leo being the good friend he is, obviously agreed. You figured it would be pretty funny to seem him act.  

And as you watched the people slowly get into their seats, you realized the entirety of Camp Jupter and New Rome was going to see this play. It got you excited really, how good must this play be to amass this many people, but as you were about to voice your excitement Percy sighed from next to you. 

“I can’t believe I was forced to come to this because I was a part of the Legion once.” he said and Annabeth petted his arm. “It can’t be that bad, Perce,” she tried to console him, “See how many people are coming!” 

“But weren’t they all part of the Legions once?” Will asked, and Nico nodded. 

“Apparently Hazel and Frank had to put in a law for participation,” he explained, “because nobody ever showed up to watch the Easter play.” 

“What?” you balked, “Is it that bad? Why didn’t you warn me?” Nico smiled at you, clearly amused by your state. 

“Well, I figured I could force Will to come, but not you if you knew, besides you looked excited.” 

“I wouldn’t have if you had been honest with me.” you glared at him, “Why did you even come if it’s bad?” 

“Legal sibling obligation, Hazel’s in the play.” he explained, “Will’s my forced plus one.” Will rolled his eyes, but laughed. 

“Same as me,” Annabeth joined in, “Morale support for Percy. You’re the only one here of your own free will I’m afraid.” 

“Not for long, I’m leaving-” but before you got up, Nico grabbed your arm and pointed at the stage. 

The play was starting. 

The stage was empty as the lights flashed on. Hazel made her dramatic entrance onto the stage, to a mildly warm applause from the audience. It kept going until she raised both her hands, immediately silencing the audience. She started her speech.  

“A long time ago in a town called Nazareth there lived a young woman called Mary and a young carpenter called Joseph.” As Hazel moved to the side, two people who you assumed to be Mary and Joseph entered onto the stage. With their entrance, the background of the stage went from neutral to a more sunset like atmosphere, allowing you a good look at the new characters. 

Leo Valdez, who you knew was Mary, wore a beige dress, and a blue cloak over his head and shoulders. Somehow he was certainly looking as if he was going through tough times. Funnily enough, his performance was complimented by Bobby, Jason’s friend who took care of the elephants. They slowly walked across the stage, where Leo- sat on a stool, as Bobby kept walking and exited from the stage. Hazel continued her narration. 

“They loved each other very much and they also loved God very much. Mary of Nazareth was very special because God had chosen her to be the Mother of His Only Son. God sent the angel Gabriel to ask Mary if she would be the Mother of God.”

Blaise, son of Vulcan, was lowered onto the stage, gigantic wings on his back and for some reason a crown that was literally on fire. He stops inches from the floor, as he spreads his arms and addresses Leo. 

“Mary, you are the chosen one. Soon you will have a baby boy. He will be very special. He will be the Son of God and you must call him Jesus.” Leo tried to look surprised, and quickly walked off stage while Blaise was being raised again, until both of them were off the stage. 

“Soon after the angel’s visit, Herod, the ruler of the land, gave an order” Hazel said

Claudia flew in using winged shows, dressed as the average Mercury interpretation and yelled; “By order of the emperor, everyone must return to the place they were born to pay a special tax!” you could hear her yell it once more off stage as she kept flying, before you heard a loud crashing noise.

Bobby entered the stage, and he looked awfully worried. Was it acting, or did Claudia break a bone? But Hazel continued no matter what was happening. 

“Joseph was worried. He was born in a place called Bethlehem. It was a long way away and Mary’s baby was due any time. Joseph and Mary knew they had to go and they prepared for the journey.”

Leo came onto the stage, now wearing a fake pregnant belly. You did not want to consider pregnant Leo Valdez, yet here you were. Behind him Festus went onto the stage, Bobby and Leo got on and Festust started flying over the audience, eliciting some gasps from the audience. 

After a moment, Hazel started her dialogue. “Mary rode to Bethlehem on a donkey, with Joseph walking by her side. Remember, Mary was about to have a baby, so it was a very long dangerous journey. Mary and Joseph were very grateful to their faithful donkey who carried Mary so bravely and so carefully.” 

Festus landed on the stage again, and Leo and Bobby got off. 

“Thank you little donkey” Leo said as he petted Festus. “YOU’RE WELCOME CUPCAKE!” Coach Hedge’s voice blared from the speakers. Unbothered, Hazel continued the story. 

“It took many days to reach Bethlehem. When they arrived, Mary was very tired. They needed to find somewhere to stay, but the town was crowded with lots of other travelers and every inn they went to was full.”

Dakota, Lavinia and Marilyn entered, each holding a door in front of them. You saw Bobby open his mouth, but Leo was quicker in saying the line. 

“Let’s go and see if they have room for us,” he said, and Bobby had the quickest glare, before knocking on the first door. Dakota opened the door, and Leo asked whether there was a room. Dakota shook his head, closed the door, picked it up and walked off the stage. The scene is the exact same for the other two inn-keepers, before Hazel speaks again, and as she speaks, Dakota enters the stage again, still holding his door. 

“Eventually, seeing how tired they both looked, one kind innkeeper took pity on them.” Dakota opened his door, and stepped out of it. 

“I have no room at the inn,” Dakota hiccuped, “but you can stay in the stable where I keep my animals. It is dry and warm.” 

Leo and Bobby thanked him, and as they walked to the right of the stage, from the left an entire stable on wheels was brought in. But not just that, because this stable was complete with an elephant, and buford the table who was mooing. Did they not find any pegasi willing to take the stage or something? Either way, Leo, Bobby and Dakota left the stage, only for Leo and Bobby to re-enter from the other side, still leading Festus who patiently took his place next to the war elephant. 

How the fuck did they manage to get Festus to cross backstage that quickly? 

“During the night Mary gave birth to Jesus.” Hazel paused to point at the birth. Leo start screaming, as the golden boy, Jason Grace, somehow came out from under Leo’s stool. He was naked, except for a pair of skin colored boxers. Bobby quickly draped a cloth over him, roman style.  “He was wrapped in strips of cloth and laid in a manger full of hay.” Hazel finished her sentence as Jason laid himself in the manger, his face the only visible bit to the audience. 

This apparently was a cue for the animals on stage to start speaking, as a different coach Hedge voice came from Buford’s speaker. 

“Test, test. Is this okay, kid? Yeah. okay. Cow: Let’s moooove a little bit closer to Child.” coach’s voice sounded calm. 

“I, the sheep,” It sounded from behind the elephant, “say that we might wake up the baaaaby Jesus if we do that.” 

“No,” This time it was clearly Leo with a voice changer sounding from Festus, “hee haw, hee haw he’s already awake.” 

From the other side of the stage the inn-keepers re-entered, wearing beards and hats. You were quickly corrected by Hermes. 

“Nearby on a hillside overlooking the town some shepherds were watching over their sheep. As they did so a very bright light came into the sky.” Blaise slowly descended once again, this time holding a lamp “The light was an angel sent by God.”

“Do not to be afraid,” Blaise spoke, “I have good news. The Son of God has been born. You will find him in a stable in Bethlehem.” He was being pulled back up again, only for the rope to hitch and him to drop the lamp all the way down. The shepherds yelled curses, but quickly went “we’re fine! We’re fine!!” before scrambling to pick up the biggest pieces of the lamp. Hazel was gaping at the scene, but she quickly recovered.

“The shepherds were excited and went to Bethlehem to find Jesus.” Dakota, Lavinia and Marilyn walked off stage carrying the pieces of the lamp. They came back out on the other side of the stage as Hazel resumed her speech, “When they found Jesus they were filled with joy. They told Mary and Joseph about the angel in the sky.”

“This must be the Son of God.” Dakota said. 

“The angel told us he will be the savior of the world.” Marilyn spoke up. 

“Can I kiss His feet?” Lavinia asked. 

“Ew, no.” Leo said, “What are you, a pedo?” clearly this was unscripted, as Lavinia burst out laughing. 

“Thank You God for giving us Your Son.” Dakota tried to save the bit. 

Then on the other side of the stage, Frank, Janice, Micheal and … the Grinch? entered. Pointing at the sun, which was now in the middle of the sky. Hazel narrated the scene once again. 

“A long way away in the East, three wise kings who studied the stars and the horrid Grinch, saw a new very bright star shining in the sky. They knew that this meant a great ruler had been born. The three wise men decided to go and find the baby. The wise men followed the star to the stable in Bethlehem. They found Jesus lying in a manger. They gave him gifts,”

Whoever played the Grinch first approached baby Jason Jesus, and showed the audience and Jason their gift. “I give you the gift of Easter! And eggs! And chocolate! All shall search and feast to this little man! All must do!” and as the Grinch laughed maniacally, cannons from the stage started firing chocolate Easter eggs at the audience. 

Instead of excitement, the first few rows mainly screamed in pain and tried to duck away from the fire. Contrary to popular belief, chocolate is very hard and not nice to get hit by. But as the cannons stopped, and the audience was silent once again, the show had to go on. 

Frank walked up to Jasus, and kneeled down, as he gave him his gift. “I give you my pledge to your legion, which I shall follow till the end.” Janice stood tall next to him, brandishing a spear, “I will give you forces and loyalty, to build the greatest empire that mankind will ever know.” Next up was Micheal, who spread his arms wide as he more addressed the audience than Jason. “And I! Shall give you this cross, the means to and end and the end to a means! It shall guide you with the will of the Roman Empire!” From the ceiling of the theater a cross lowered. 

“Isn’t it supposed to be like gold, incense and myrrh?” Will whispered to Nico and as you looked at Nico, his face was once of disbelief. 

“The fuck are they doing?” he whispered under his breath “Don’t they know the Romans killed Jesus?” Yet the play continued. 

Jason got up from the manger, spread his arms, and probably by harness and wires, got lifted to align with the cross Micheal had lowered. The Grinch stood up, and as Micheal fastened Jason to the cross (by straps, and two clearly fake spikes) the Grinch brandished a knife. Jason looked up one last time, as he pitfully said his one and only line.

“Et tu, Grinch?” and the Grinch stabbed him. 

Cheers erupted. The horrors had finally passed.

[wireless-telegraph]

Hi! I wanted to ask what are your favorite horror books youve read this year. I really want to read a couple more before october is over but have no idea what to read next

Sorry for the late response. I was caught up in dnd but I have a list ready to go. I'll add on a few words to catch potential interest for what sort of content it contains :)

The Night Will Find Us by Matthew Lyons; sentient woods, moving forests, body horror, transformative horror, lost campers.

A Black and Endless Sky by Matthew Lyons; road trip, possession, dreams, body horror, sibling bonding.

Winterset Hollow by Jonathan E Durham; stories come to life, dark fantasy, hunting.

The Silent Companions by Laura Purcell; haunting, haunted "dolls", paranoia, historical fiction. Cw: miscarriage

Lone Women by Victor Lavalle; creature feature, historical fiction, feminism, black horror.

The Changeling by Victor Lavalle; nordic folklore, grief, mystery.

House of Leaves by Mark Z Danielewski; experimental, liminal spaces, moving structures, interior larger than exterior, pseudo non-fiction, parallel narratives, mental illness.

The Butchering Art: Joseph Lister's Quest to Transform the Grisly World of Victorian Medicine by Lindsey Fitzharris; non-fiction, medical history, vivid descriptors (why I have it included).

Summer of Night by Dan Simmons; historical fiction, kids on bikes, body horror, creature feature, transformative horror, parasites, cw: dying children.

Under the Skin by Michel Faber; unreliable narrator, cannibalism, I recommend to go in blind.

Let the Right One In by John Adjvide Lindqvist; creature feature, vampires, modern classic, cw: pedophilia

I Am Behind You by John Adjvide Lindqvist; weird fiction, liminal space, emphasis on weird, creatures, alternate plane

The Monster of Elendhaven by Jennifer Geisbrecht; bad guys as protagonists, dark fantasy, plague, gay, monster x human

Hopefully this list is helpful! If you read any feel free to message me your thoughts :)

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[fatfables]

Jake from my gainer novel 'Camp Shawn'. The first two parts are available to read at https://www.fatfables.com/

Jake found his way to the centre of the camp. He found the entrance to the gym, the old a la carte restaurant, but the door was locked. He sat on the floor leaning against it, removed a tube of Pringles from his rucksack and began eating.

At exactly 05:30 he heard the commotion begin. Angry and confused voices were shouting at each other across the camp, radios buzzed, and cellphones rang. He heard them coming towards him before he saw them. He just kept on munching.

The guards literally screamed in his face.

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?”

“WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THAT FOOD FROM!?”

He smiled at them and calmly replied, “Stole it,” as he pushed three Hershey’s Kisses into his mouth.

After the week of total deprivation they tasted so good. Jake had had just less than three hours to sit and eat.

Empty cartons, bags and wrappers, littered around him, blew lightly in the breeze. He didn’t feel full but by God it felt good to be able to eat again. He picked up one of the empty Pringles tubes; 

“I’m not even sure if these are vegan. Do you know if these are vegan?”

An angry guard knocked it out of his hand. He watched it bounce on the floor and roll away.

“Where is everybody else?”

“Dunno.”

“You must fucking do, you’re the only fucker here!”

“What the fuck have you done?”

“I ain’t done nothin. I’m just waiting for breakfast.”

It was important that he kept them talking for as long as possible. 

“Stop with the bullshit Jumbo Jim. Where is everybody? Where are all the other campers?” 

“My name’s Jake.” 

“I don’t give a fuck what your name is! I asked you…” 

“Oh, that’s rude. You asked who the fuck I was before, I’m Jake, Jake Joseph-Jackson. I’m vegan.” He looked down to his side at the Pringles tube.

“Well maybe I am, I mean I was, I’m really not sure. If I could just look at what’s written on that can..” 

He reached for the Pringle’s tube. One of the guards aggressively kicked it away.

“Enough of the fucking games! Have you seen any other campers this morning?”

“Well, I maybe saw a couple of guys. Real skinny and sad looking.”

“Who were they?”

“No idea.”

“When did you see them?”

“Must’ve been at least an hour or so ago. I’ve been waiting here a long time. When do you open for breakfast?”

“What direction were they going in?”

“I think they were heading for the main entrance.”

A look of panic passed between the guards. One of them came up real close to him.

“This is very serious, son. Did you hear them say anything about where they were going?” 

“Well I wasn’t really listening, but I think they may have said something about a group trip to Wendy’s.”

One of the guards was already on his cell;

“David, I think we’ve located them. They’re all at Wendy’s.”

“When do you open for breakfast? I’m really hungry now.”

Read part 1 and 2 of 'Camp Shawn' at https://www.fatfables.com/

[rogercheetoofficial]

fuck it, can't be bothered to summarize everything up till now

all you need to know, as a newcomer to the crew? forged in a lab from stolen bones, turned into a saint by a rogue cult, 10 miracles deep into a 14 miracle prophesy and seeking answers to a strange incident currently trapping me and a vatican man named Joseph in a camper, we've no idea what's going on just yet, watch my back catalogue and read the damn reports for the buildup

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I'm a self-proclaimed music addict, vintage junkie and hopeless romantic. I'm an Author whose book has been sold all around the world on Amazon and is located in the Library of Virginia, an Avon Representative who has earned the titles of Contender and Promoter and has earned achievements for my ability to help customers and a Floral Designer who has aced all my Floral Design courses and has had years of experience studying and practicing the art of Floral Design. I'm an Administrative Assistant to a Political Candidate and a Lawyer. I'm also a Mary Kay Consultant and work as a mother/daughter team. I studied Business courses at Liberty High School and earned my Business Management certificate and High School diploma. I studied Psychology courses at the University of Phoenix which allowed me to better help my customers and run my Business. I love God, Jesus, family, friends and helping people through my work. Music is my life. The lyrics are my story. Thank you for your time. ♥ ☮ 🎸 🙂

[jaydeemainmansblog]

Yeah talking to me like John in Albany bringing it back here I'll we did charge Albany in an account or or credit whatever whatever you want to f****** call it excuse my language I've been being her fault that the black man's farm around with the white boys names from sunrise and the white boys follow me around with the white skin boys names from sunrise he he calls he's talking to someone he said he has a girlfriend

That part

But again using the covid of of when I was in sunrise of how they did they explain things to me or how they told me things you know to do things offer you to be using it outside as at some sort of misstatement I did notice all the other blacks again knowing you using the same statements on their kids and and the kids are telling me mommy and daddy used to say the same thing to me.... Thought we did I did examine to kill all the black boys and girls that know John and Albany but I don't think I don't find a reason I don't know why they would do that you know...

Yeah there's no point in killing all the black boys and girls with no John and I'll be it's really unless unless albany's camper or John's camp really like the story want to build an entire country for it you know go fund yourself

Of using the voice in and not only that you know bleeding and sweating and fatigue using using the whiplash and and my fatigue of of holding me to to these statements in it hologram and and talking to me in that manner I just think it's a mistake because you're making fun of them are you you really are you know again the behavior you're making fun of them so you know and also carrying Joseph's voice that's Miami and Orlando Florida don't know how big was the knife you stuck in Todd's back how big was the knife you stuck in Michael's back and again you're still using your name to feed your f****** family question mark

So again this these statements you know some some covid some of the antecedents they do come around me and they make those statements but it's better live it's better seeing him you know seeing her John or Albany making those statements in person then then be in the middle of a parking lot and and some loud voice sounding like John or some loud voice sounding like Albany screaming at me for hours

[hannukahmatata]

Anyway, here's some of the cast of the Circus (which needs a name)

Penelope Mylonas/"Nellie Miller": she/her, 23 years old. Aerialist, specializes in hoops and silks. Also knows hoop dancing and a bit of clownery, enough to fill in for another clown in a pinch.

Juliette "Jules" Lou/"Jollie Pop": she/they, 22 years old. Clown, specializes in mime and slapstick. Joined the circus at 19 as a gap year job that just kept going. Nellie’s best friend, they share a camper.

“Bendy Wendy”/Camilla Takes: she/her, 38 years old. Contortionist and dancer. Was best friends with Georgia Mylonas.

“Crown Prince” Eden Lamour: he/him+she/her, 30 years old. Ringleader, magician and drag king. Incorrigible flirt and shameless show off, but will always stand up for his faculty and cast.

“Phillip Lamour: he/him, 65 years old. Former ringleader and magician, current supervisor. Crossdresses, often wears Edwardian gowns and jewelry. Was rumored to have been much colder before his daughter was born, but is now witty and doting. Retired, uses a cane.

Joseph Crick/“Mosey Joe”: he/him, 65 years old. Clown and financial manager of the circus. He founded the company with Phillip.

And former members:

Georgia Mylonas: she/her, 39 years old. Mother of Penelope and doting wife to Miles Miller. Setup and maintenance. Known for being a dreamy romantic. Deceased.

Miles Miller: he/him, 38 years old. Aerialist, trapeze and catapult. Loving husband to Georgia and father to Penelope. Deceased.

Tilly Brinks: she/her, 24 years old. Aerialist, specialized in straps and hoops. Did a double-act with Nellie when they were dating (about 2 years). Left Cirque Lamour and Nellie four months ago for a residency role in Las Vegas.