Well, for the role playing group we are doing a Camp Half-Blood role play (fyi: about ten years before Percy Jackson books start.) and we needed some one to write the prophecy to go on a quest and I volunteered. I thought I was crazy but look how good it turned out.
Eight half-bloods shall answer the call.
To sickness and fatigue they shall not fall.
To find the god believed not lost.
To face the battle of highest cost,
between the exiled ones of old.
And to uncover a secret, but be not told.
I think I made it sound too upbeat but it worked out so good. I mean it doesn't talk about death or last breath or anything like that, but I think the other role players would get mad if it involved to much death.
I LOVE PERCY JACKSON BOOKS!!!!!!!!!!!
Guess what, we started a role play on Harry Potter based in the Marauder time. I'm so excited! =)
Okay I should stop now. Wait, I had a nice time in Cali and St. George. Awesome! I spelled George right on the first try for the first time in my life! The only thing that was down about it was that I sort of got mad at A.J. while she wanted to go on the Cali screamin' and, I hate to admit it, but I was to scared to go on. She went on and I sort of ran away from our group when she started to apologize, I'm sorry A.J. if your reading this. I just... well, I guess it's my fault and I shouldn't blame you.
Werewolf out.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment