Kaithas
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- Old Guild Username: Kaithas
- Joined: 12 yrs ago
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7 yrs ago
Bless my soul, Herc was on a roll.
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9 yrs ago
"One could argue your entire life is garbage." -my organic chemistry professor
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9 yrs ago
my life is a sitcom. and not one with very good dialogue
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10 yrs ago
you people are feeding my problem XD
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10 yrs ago
I've got this obsession of having all the statuses on my profile page with more than 2 likes. I know that when the wailing winds of darkness come for me, these thumbs up will keep them away!
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Bio
Hey, I'm Kaithas. I'm still alive.
Most Recent Posts
IC: "He's not a psycho. He's far, far worse."
IC: "Not Greek. The curse wasn't Greek. He's-"
Tabitha swallowed, her throat suddenly dry as she looked into Abaddon's red eyes.
"He's too powerful for a demigod to bind him... Oh gods... Why did you lift something without wondering why it was there?!"
Tabitha swallowed, her throat suddenly dry as she looked into Abaddon's red eyes.
"He's too powerful for a demigod to bind him... Oh gods... Why did you lift something without wondering why it was there?!"
I'm sorry, y'all, I was beating down a research paper.
Still doing it.
Still doing it.
IC: Tabitha uncovered her ears and turned her head to Myra.
"Why? Why did you release him?"
"Why? Why did you release him?"
And y'all have been initiated into old style Camp Halfblood- the first of many Kaithesean flashbacks has been posted.
IC: Tabitha screamed.
The girl who wasn't afraid of dying, wasn't afraid of anything, screamed. She dropped her food and pushed herself as far away from their driver as she could, covering her ears and closing her eyes against the absolute wave of dread she felt with the lifting of the curse.
"No. Nonono. No. Don't understand, doesn't understand. No idea what's happening-"
***
"Tabby, wake up!" her foster father yelled, shocking the five year old out of dreamless sleep. "Something horrible's happened- Oh gods. Get down here!"
Tabitha got out of bed quickly and put on a pair of flip flops, running as fast as her small body could take her, down to the front door, where she saw flames- A wrecked car, and a huge minotaur. Her mom was currently locked in battle with it, her dad joining her, but whoever was in that car…
She stumbled into the front yard, running toward the wrecked vehicle, ignoring the flames licking around her, pulled the driver's side door open, yanked the man there out, dragged him across the pavement as fast as her adrenaline enhanced strength could do.
"Hey!" He yelled, the shock of it causing Tabitha to drop his arms. He struggled to his feet. "Thanks… You did me a real service. What's your name?"
Tabitha was about to answer, but another man stepped from behind the flames, black haired, blue eyed, incredibly handsome, and put his hand on the crash victim's shoulder. "Tristan David Mackleroy, it's time to go. Be at peace."
Tristan looked toward him, and after a few seconds both of them looked at Tabitha. The newest arrival winked, and before she could ask what what was going on she heard a massive crash. She turned to see what it was, and even though she turned immediately back, the pair was already gone. The only thing there besides the burning wreckage was a sole, black feather drifting downward, far bigger and cleaner than any raven's feather she'd seen. The five year old caught it, wincing as it hit her burned hands, then gasping as it disappeared into sparks and made a beeline straight for her mouth and nose, flowing down into her chest and settling like an icy weight that gradually warmed.
"Tristan David Mackleroy, age 36, dies in car crash," the newspaper read.
***
Tabitha bit her lower lip and gradually opened her eyes.
OOC: Alexandra soon.
The girl who wasn't afraid of dying, wasn't afraid of anything, screamed. She dropped her food and pushed herself as far away from their driver as she could, covering her ears and closing her eyes against the absolute wave of dread she felt with the lifting of the curse.
"No. Nonono. No. Don't understand, doesn't understand. No idea what's happening-"
***
"Tabby, wake up!" her foster father yelled, shocking the five year old out of dreamless sleep. "Something horrible's happened- Oh gods. Get down here!"
Tabitha got out of bed quickly and put on a pair of flip flops, running as fast as her small body could take her, down to the front door, where she saw flames- A wrecked car, and a huge minotaur. Her mom was currently locked in battle with it, her dad joining her, but whoever was in that car…
She stumbled into the front yard, running toward the wrecked vehicle, ignoring the flames licking around her, pulled the driver's side door open, yanked the man there out, dragged him across the pavement as fast as her adrenaline enhanced strength could do.
"Hey!" He yelled, the shock of it causing Tabitha to drop his arms. He struggled to his feet. "Thanks… You did me a real service. What's your name?"
Tabitha was about to answer, but another man stepped from behind the flames, black haired, blue eyed, incredibly handsome, and put his hand on the crash victim's shoulder. "Tristan David Mackleroy, it's time to go. Be at peace."
Tristan looked toward him, and after a few seconds both of them looked at Tabitha. The newest arrival winked, and before she could ask what what was going on she heard a massive crash. She turned to see what it was, and even though she turned immediately back, the pair was already gone. The only thing there besides the burning wreckage was a sole, black feather drifting downward, far bigger and cleaner than any raven's feather she'd seen. The five year old caught it, wincing as it hit her burned hands, then gasping as it disappeared into sparks and made a beeline straight for her mouth and nose, flowing down into her chest and settling like an icy weight that gradually warmed.
"Tristan David Mackleroy, age 36, dies in car crash," the newspaper read.
***
Tabitha bit her lower lip and gradually opened her eyes.
OOC: Alexandra soon.
I already PMed you about this with more details, but I was curious if I could reserve the Jedi.
Because obviously breaking unknown curses works so well. XD
I love Tabitha XD
IC: Tabitha sat down next to her and picked up a piece of the mushroom pizza. "Alexandra and Adrian are settling something that's been brewing for a while, even though this isn't the time. The others... The others are just being bloodthirsty and a little bit stupid."
"Oi, crocodile man and titan boy! Try not to punch a whole in space-time!"
IC: Alexandra glared at Alec and feinted at Adrian, before shifting her stance and swinging one even slash below the blocking sword.
"Oi, crocodile man and titan boy! Try not to punch a whole in space-time!"
IC: Alexandra glared at Alec and feinted at Adrian, before shifting her stance and swinging one even slash below the blocking sword.
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