Camp Half Blood RP (continued)

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by -Miss_Author_Shana_Alana-, Apr 16, 2012.

  1. (yes)
    Rory: *follows Ben*
    Sadie: *smiles* Blake! *yanks out of his grasp again* No way you are treating me like Sam and Logan!
     
  2. (sorry!)

    Blake-looks at the knife in my chest and falls on my knees-
     
  3. - throttles Blake - you will pay! - smacks your head against the ground several times -
     
  4. Sadie: Blake! *runs over to him and gives him nectar* *throws daggers at Herold*
     
  5. - dodges the daggers and grabs my sword - ( Shana can I have a new character please? )
     
  6. Blake-weakly starts pulling the knife out and stands up trying to balance on my feet then runs and tackles Herold then stabs the knife in his head and falls-
     
  7. - falls to the floor the knife lodged in-between my eyes -
     
  8. (yes you can)
    Sadie: *narrows eyes and murmurs something in Greek to ghosts*
    Ghosts: *picks up Herold* Don't you dare hurt her or Blake.
     
  9. Blake-falls on my knees a hole in the middle of my chest-
     
  10. -Walks out and sees everyone fighting-
     
  11. Drake: *walks to Herold and Ben and takes a deep breath then puts a hand on each of their heads and transfers most of my life force into them healing them then I fall over shaking*
     
  12. (
    Josh
    Herolds brother
    Kind, easy going, hates his brother, complete opposite to his brother
    He excels in axe handling and spear throw
    Wears blood red cloak, floppy long brow hair, emerald eyes
     
  13. - Herold gets up and grabs my sword -
     
  14. -runs by taking the ones who are fighting and throwing everyone's weapons in a pile-
     
  15. Blake-breathes hugely then pushes Drake-

    DONT REVIVE HIM!
     
  16. Sadie: *cleans the wound and binds it whispering* It'll be okay, Blake. *gives him nectar*
     
  17. Blake-tackles Herold to the floor pushing his sword away-
     
  18. - grasps my sword -
     
  19. Drake: *shaking starting to die and gets out words* had…to…friends…wish…
     
  20. -Passed out, the wound getting infected-