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Shattered Storms Diaries
Dude, there's this think called grammar that I'mma ask you to use.
AKA, there's a space after ever ellipse ("...") and there's a space after ever colon.
AKA, there's a space after ever ellipse ("...") and there's a space after ever colon.
Iviana (The Sign Painter!) wrote: "Dude, there's this think called grammar that I'mma ask you to use.
AKA, there's a space after ever ellipse ("...") and there's a space after ever colon."
You're not getting any sympathy from people, because a lot of people make their entries short.
Also, change his name.
AKA, there's a space after ever ellipse ("...") and there's a space after ever colon."
You're not getting any sympathy from people, because a lot of people make their entries short.
Also, change his name.

AKA, there's a space after ever ellipse ("...") and there's a space after ever colon."
Grammer's not really my best subject...but I'll try?

Mood:Crappy Confused-like
Entry:Hmph. Why's that guy, Ivan so cheerful? What's the point of being happy if you're just going to die? H*ll why the f*ck am I writing this thing? Geez. If anyone's reading this? Get. Lost.

B) I was feeling lazy. So, I decided to write one like that.
C)Hey...why'd I type a C?

Mood:Confused, yet kinder...a little bit.
Entry:Hmm... I've got no idea why that Zeus kid saved me. I barely even knew him, and he saved me from dehydration. I've never had a friend before. Heck, I've never even socialized! I guess he didn't want to get in trouble, but, why take me all the way to the lake? He knew I was a Son of Poseidon, but... he didn't just tell Chiron, or, one of those Apollo kids? I've got to find out why. I wonder... maybe... just maybe... I could finally find a friend I can count on. Maybe I should by more kind to that Ivan fellow. Even if he pisses me off sometimes. Wait, why am I writing this again?...

Mood:Uh...Heroic? Maybe? A little bit? Nah, not so much. Sad, Eager, and Lonely.
Entry:Yeah, I'm going to stop italiclyzing, or, something like that, 'cause, it f*cking hurts my hand! Anyway, I guess I didn't really explain much on the first page of my... uhh... journal. I guess this camp stuff sure beats the h*ll out of the private schools I used to go to. HA! It just makes me laugh thinking about it now. That old life's behind me, and there's nothing, no-thing, that anyone can do. NO-ONE. But, I guess, I still miss my sisters, who turned to be 'perfectly' normal kids. Me, I got stuck on the plank, and shipped to a school, where I saw my mother, as the whole world sank. Ha. Rhymes. My sis used to rhyme. This, thin as a rabbit's hair. No matter what you do to it, it dissapears, into thin air. Huh. I guess... I sorta knew what it ment. Our family, on the verge of perishment, dissapearing, into nothingness.
Don't get me wrong, I love all of my sisters, but, Cycillya, my eldest, and best sister of them all. Sure, she's like, about, 28, or something, and, I guess she could see through the Mist, 'cause, after the attacks, she told me everything, and, sent me to camp. No, I'm not complaining. I... just wish, that maybe, just maybe, she was a Daughter of Zeus, and just didn't know it! But... I know, if she was, she'd be here, conforting me right now. I can only look at my blade, and try to see Cycillia, but, I just don't have that power. Man, why's life so complicated?
Well, back to today. I just saved a Son of Poseidon, so, I'm not really hyper, or, even cheerful today. Just... sad, depressed and... alone... I don't know, I guess I'm wishing for a someone, just the right kind for me... to stand beside me, no matter what tides our way. Hmph. Tides. Tidus. Tides. I can only hope, and search for the one...
Hey Strife, you might want to interact with other characters instead of just your own. ^^
Good start.
Good start.


Cloud Strife (a.k.a. Firestorm)) wrote: "Jack. Why?"
I had a character already named Jack that's why.
I had a character already named Jack that's why.

Mood: Uh... genourous?
Entry: Sure, I watched Boot and Ivan battle it out with daggars and paintball guns. Really brings me back to the times... when I was just ten. I gave Ivan my first daggar, the very one I got the scar from. Let's hope he dosen't do the same thing. Boot... he uses paintball guns like those relatives of Chiron. I guess I should give Boot a paintball gun with celestial bronze casings and pepper and salt powder inside... maybe I shouldn't. If Boot uses those paintball guns on Ivan...Oh, Hades if I know. Maybe I should wait till' later...

Mood: Absent
Entry: Well, first entry, and uh, I guess, I'll, uh, start of with my roommates. First off, there's Cassidy, which seems like the type that can be your best friend, or possibly your worst enemy. Oh well, I guess that's all for now...I'm still frikin bored here in this knowledge encased room...

Mood:Just plain pissed.
Entry:Gaahhhh... who'd want to be a daughter of Phobos? I mean, heck yeah, it's better than Aphrodite, but, seriously. Being a daughter of a minor god of fear... no one would want to be friends with a freak like that. Oh, wait... that includes me. D*mmit. If there was anything I could change in my life... it would be this. End. Of. Entry. Bye! See ya later, and, don't. Ever. Come. Back. Again. Biya!

Mood:BORED. YEAH THAT'S RIGHT. PERIOD. RANDOM.
Yuh huh. Piece of cake... or pie... I really like pie... especially pumpkin... yeah... really good stuff. Weeeeelllllll... judging by my point of view, Athena=Boring=Boring=BORED TO THE FULLEST EXTENT THAT MAKES ME WANNA PUUUUKKKKEEEEE. I mean, my roomates, yeah, they're NOT boring... from what I've observed... so far. But... the actual Athena... I guess she's a really boring person. Sure, having knowledge is great, but, what's the point of having the knowledge, if you're not... kind, and caring, and... wise. Yes, I know, my mother is wise... but, the kind and caring part... not so sure. Until next time, I'll see yah later gators. Bye. See yah. Go! Go on now! I mean, like right now! Yes, you! GO! I'm still working on my gauntlet! GIT OUTTA HERE YAH NOSY PERSON! Nah, just kidding. But not really. I mean, I'm kidding about the calling-you-nosy part. Not about-- oh well... never mind.
~Randomness~
Not to be mean, but to have substantial character journals they have to do something in the roleplay..
Not to be mean, but to have substantial character journals they have to do something in the roleplay..
Er, well, in order for diaries to have a point and substance, your character should actually describe a relationship, etc... They're for revealing things your character wouldn't reveal interacting with someone else, you know?


Mood:Clamer, er, Calmer somehow...
Entry:I look at every person here, and it seems that... living like a knucklehead is the most things they do here. The Athena cabin is well organized, dur, why do you think they pay Athena to be like, super-smart? Poesidon cabin... a bit on the drama side, don't you think? But... down to Phobos... it's... it's just too plain fearful. I don't want anyone to be fearful of me. I hate that. I REALLY hate that. If I'm lucky, this'll be a stupid mistake.
IF.
Though, luck ain't a think that hangs around demigods, eh?
Whimsicality wrote: "Er, well, in order for diaries to have a point and substance, your character should actually describe a relationship, etc... They're for revealing things your character wouldn't reveal interacting ..."
Cloud Strife (a.k.a. Firestorm)) wrote: "... Good point... except, if you see clearly with my two other charaters, the aren't exactly in realatioships. Mostly, these are based on my seperate personalities... which is akward... even to me...."
*awkward
*relationships
If you're looking for a place to relieve your own frustrations and diary entries, I suggest you open a blog. Please remember that your characters are not you. They exist in a different universe.
Then you should roleplay them WITH people more. Roleplay is at least a two-way game. . .
*awkward
*relationships
If you're looking for a place to relieve your own frustrations and diary entries, I suggest you open a blog. Please remember that your characters are not you. They exist in a different universe.
Then you should roleplay them WITH people more. Roleplay is at least a two-way game. . .

I'm still in the basics here...
Which is bad, since the percentage of humiliating myself is... 50~100%. Which is practically a normal percentage of humiliating myself...
So...
Don't expect much from me.
Gee, I wish I existed in a diffrent universe. That'd be very fun.

Mood:Sad, nah, angry? Nah, plain sad.
Entry:Nothing cheers me up.
Everone looks so happy here, and then, BANG I end up in a place where I cleary do not belong.
It's as if I'm a skid mark... in the base of the Underworld... right under Cerbus or however you spell it.
I regret everything.
My life, my friend. Yes, friend.
Empty, is my heart.
And empty, is shall always be.
The blessing of the gods, shall not fill it.
And everything around me, pulls me down.
It's as if I'm a mere child,
lost in an abyss, full of darkness.
And the hope I onced journeyed with,
is at last lost, without warning.
Warning: My entries are pretty depressing. Read at your own sanity. Please.
Nice entry but the substantial roleplay still applies, Cloud. If you agree, then don't post any more diary entries until you actually have a development going. Read anyone else's diary entries as an example.
--> Definitely not the most depressing here. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, lol.
--> Definitely not the most depressing here. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, lol.

And, I can't seem to find the chat thread when you ask people to RP with you... er... any takers?
Yes, and it's soooo nice to be FINALLY welcomed.

That topic gets over 100 posts when I leave it for a day.
Mood:Depressed, yet cheerful, and detirmened.
Entry:Maybe... nah... how about... nah... I really need a new noggin...
Hmm. First day at camp...not sure how to discribe it... I guess you could say I'm pretty inferior to the other campers... and... I don't know. All I have for company, is my blade, and myself... I don't know why dad sent me here. I'm only going to fail them... like I failed my mother... I guess it's okay here, but, I have to try to keep my feelings, and my truth away from them as far as possible... besides the actually good feelings. I'm not sure if they'll resent me, or welcome me. I can only hope the danger I've brung to this camp, will pass away... if we don't get pulverized first. I... I... just can't let anyone down! I swear it on my very life! I won't let anyone down! But, I don't mind having friends. Man, I wish, just this one time... to actaully know, what's it like... having a true friend.