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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:13 pm
ｓｏｍｅｔｉｍｅｓ ｒｅｆｅｒｒｅｄ ｔｏ ａｓ 'ａｌｌ ｆｏｏｌｓ' ｄａｙ'， ａｐｒｉｌ １ ｉｓ ｎｏｔ ａ ｎａｔｉｏｎａｌ ｈｏｌｉｄａｙ， ｂｕｔ ｉｓ ｗｉｄｅｌｙ ｒｅｃｏｇｎｉｚｅｄ ａｎｄ ｃｅｌｅｂｒａｔｅｄ ａｓ ａ ｄａｙ ｗｈｅｎ ｍａｎｙ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ ｐｌａｙ ａｌｌ ｋｉｎｄｓ ｏｆ ｊｏｋｅｓ ａｎｄ ｆｏｏｌｉｓｈｎｅｓｓ． ｔｈｅ ｄａｙ ｉｓ ｍａｒｋｅｄ ｂｙ ｔｈｅ ｃｏｍｍｉｓｓｉｏｎ ｏｆ ｇｏｏｄ－ｈｕｍｏｕｒｅｄ ｏｒ ｏｔｈｅｒｗｉｓｅ ｆｕｎｎｙ ｊｏｋｅｓ， ｈｏａｘｅｓ， ａｎｄ ｏｔｈｅｒ ｐｒａｃｔｉｃａｌ ｊｏｋｅｓ ｏｆ ｖａｒｙｉｎｇ ｓｏｐｈｉｓｔｉｃａｔｉｏｎ ｏｎ ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ， ｆａｍｉｌｙ ｍｅｍｂｅｒｓ， ｔｅａｃｈｅｒｓ， ｎｅｉｇｈｂｏｒｓ， ｗｏｒｋ ａｓｓｏｃｉａｔｅｓ， ｅｔｃ．
ＩＴ'Ｓ ＴＨＡＴ ＴＩＭＥ ＯＦ ＴＨＥ ＹＥＡＲ ＡＧＡＩＮ－ ＴＨＥ ＷＥＡＴＨＥＲ ＩＳ ＳＴＡＲＴＩＮＧ ＴＯ ＧＥＴ ＷＡＲＭＥＲ， ＴＨＥ ＦＬＯＷＥＲＳ ＡＲＥ ＳＴＡＲＴＩＮＧ ＴＯ ＳＰＲＯＵＴ， ＡＮＤ ＡＬＬ ＡＲＯＵＮＤ ＣＡＭＰ ＩＴ'Ｓ Ａ－ＲＡＩＮＩＮＧ ＡＮＤ Ａ－ＰＯＵＲＩＮＧ， ＢＥＣＡＵＳＥ "ＡＰＲＩＬ ＳＨＯＷＥＲＳ ＢＲＩＮＧ ＭＡＹ ＦＬＯＷＥＲＳ"． ＨＡＶＥ ＹＯＵ ＧＵＥＳＳＥＤ ＷＨＡＴ ＴＩＭＥ ＩＴ ＩＳ ＹＥＴ？ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＡＰＲＩＬ １， ＡＮＤ ＴＨＥ ＣＡＭＰ ＩＳ ＡＬＩＶＥ ＷＩＴＨ ＣＡＭＰＥＲＳ ＡＩＭＩＮＧ ＴＯ ＯＵＴ ＰＲＡＮＫ ＥＶＥＲＹＢＯＤＹ ＥＬＳＥ， ＡＮＤ ＴＨＩＳ ＹＥＡＲＳ ＴＨＥ ＨＥＲＭＥＳ ＣＡＭＰＥＲＳ ＨＡＶＥ ＵＰＰＥＤ ＴＨＥ ＢＡＲ ＡＮＤ ＭＡＤＥ ＩＴ Ａ ＣＡＭＰ－ＷＩＤＥ ＣＯＭＰＥＴＩＴＩＯＮ ＴＯ ＳＥＥ ＷＨＯ ＣＡＮ ＣＯＭＥ ＵＰ ＷＩＴＨ ＴＨＥ ＭＯＳＴ ＤＥＶＩＯＵＳ， ＤＡＲＩＮＧ， ＡＮＤ ＤＡＳＴＡＲＤＬＹ ＰＲＡＮＫ ＩＮ ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ！ ＩＮ ＯＲＤＥＲ ＴＯ ＡＬＬＯＷ ＡＰＰＲＯＰＲＩＡＴＥ ＰＬＯＴＴＩＮＧ， ＴＨＥ ＥＶＥＮＴ ＨＡＳ ＢＥＥＮ ＥＸＴＥＮＤＥＤ ＦＯＲ Ａ ＷＨＯＬＥ ＷＥＥＫ－ ＦＲＯＭ ＡＰＲＩＬ １ ＴＯ ＮＯＯＮ ＯＮ ＡＰＲＩＬ ８－ ＳＯ ＴＨＥＲＥ ＨＡＤ ＢＥＴＴＥＲ ＢＥ ＳＯＭＥ ＡＭＡＺＩＮＧ， ＯＲＩＧＩＮＡＬ ＰＲＡＮＫＳ！
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:16 pm
❶ ғollow тнe ɢαια тoѕ αɴd rυleѕ
❷ ғollow тнe ɢυιld rυleѕ
❸ do ɴoт ĸιll eαcнoтнer, αт leαѕт ɴoт wιтнoυт perмιѕѕιoɴ
❹ wιтнoυт perмιѕѕιoɴ do ɴoт ιɴғlιcт perмαɴeɴт вodιly нαrм υpoɴ αɴoтнer cнαrαcтer.
❺ αlтнoυɢн yoυ cαɴ υѕe 'clαѕѕιc' prαɴĸѕ, тry тo вe orιɢιɴαl!
❻ do ɴoт вreαĸ тнeѕe rυleѕ, eιтнer.
❼ тαĸe rιѕĸѕ, нαve ғυɴ, αɴd нαppy prαɴĸιɴɢ!
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 3:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 7:56 pm
░▒▄█▀▄ ░ █ ░░ ▀█▀ █ ░░ █▀▀ ▄▀▄ ░░░▒▄█▀▄ ░ ▄▀▀ █ ░▄▀ █▀▀ █▀▀▄ ▒▐█▄▄▐█ █ ░▄ ░█ ░ █▀▄ █▀▀ █▀█ ░░▒▐█▄▄▐█ ░▀▄ █▀▄ ░ █▀▀ █▐█▀ ▒▐█ ░▒▐█ ▀▀▀ ░▀ ░ ▀ ░▀ ▀▀▀ ▀ ░▀ ░░▒▐█ ░▒▐█ ▀▀ ░ ▀ ░▀▀ ▀▀▀ ▀ ░▀▀  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx So I xxxxx ➣ Bяεαк ↯ oʊт xxxxx ➣ Tαкε ↡ ᴅøẘη xx xxxxx ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʜɪᴅᴇᴏᴜᴛsxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThis is 「 ℳ ℰ 」 now & I won't ☞ƒ i g н т itx ♥ xxx Althea loved April Fool's Day. Aside from it being the most entertaining day of the year, it served as an excuse to disappear for a while. It was probably her favorite event that got the camp worked up. It was fun, it was interactive, and it didn't involve wasting time getting dressed up and then attacked by the children of Aphrodite, who just had to fix everybody's hair and make-up, and usually (in Althea's case) the entire wardrobe for the event. So what if the child of Athena would rather find the key to some lost language than get dressed up? So what if she would rather be out on her bike in an over-sized jacket neglecting the speed limit, as opposed to making a fool of herself on the unforgiving dance floor? The fancy dances which went on throughout the year just weren't Althea's thing, but now that there was something she could get involved with, she intended to go in with a bang. Speaking of a bang... well, that was a plan for later.x ♥ xxx And it also served as an excuse to get back at the people whom she didn't want to hurt, but needed to get back at. For example, her brother, Myron. It wasn't as though he had done anything in particular wrong, but little things here and there slowly irked the twin. And there was Oliver, as well. Her loyal, headstrong, pertinacious boyfriend who had a slightly leaning towards almost feminist tendencies. Even Simon, although she had no idea what she could prank him with, without putting her health on the line. She never thought Simon would kill her, unless she went after her half-brother with an intent to kill, but Althea also had never gotten along to well with the members of the Apollo cabin, and pranking the infamous member of the Thanatos Cabin would probably wind her up under the insane bandaging of the children of the healing god. Three people whom she loved dearly, and two of the three were on her list-- Amadeus took Simon's spot, although she would have to be careful with that one, too.x ♥ xxx On this day, the child of Athena had forced herself up before dawn, being sure not to wake any of her half siblings. That wasn't too hard, considering many of them had spent most of the night designing eloquent pranks and countermeasures to assure their safety. Nobody really seemed too prepared for an attack from the inside. Well, aside from a few who had insane traps obviously set out around their cots. Of course, Althea knew, not all of them would be so obvious, so it would be wise to err to the side of caution. Knowing her brother well, however, came in handy in situations like this. She carefully reached under her bed, pulling out an unlabelled pack and a lidded pot. It had taken her a while to get her hands on one, but she was feeling that it was certainly worth the effort. It wasn't hard to avoid the various traps around his cot (which were probably more due to other campers than Myron himself), and she hardly made a sound as she carefully laid the pot next to her brother, lid still in hand, before opening the plastic sealed bag and dumping the contents into the pot. She smiled, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a match. Checking the contraption she had managed to put together, which was connected to the lid of the pot, she slid the match and after checking her watch, set the timer. Carefully she put the lid on the pot, cautiously making her way to the door of her cabin before silently sliding out, peaking in the door as she counted down the trigger of the mechanism, smiling when she heard the match get lit, and booking it when the pot exploded, the lid flying up high enough to hit the ceiling of the cabin as dozens of minuscule firecrackers (something which had been surprisingly difficult to create on such a small scale) lit, swirling around and exploding. Now that the pot was lidless, they escaped into the cabin, disrupting the rest of her siblings. That was her cue to make a break for it, sprinting into the woods and towards her bike, quickly firing it to life and speeding out onto the road, grinning to herself as she (like usual) neglected to put on a helmet. x ♥ xxx Next, she would have to find Oliver.♝ xxx → • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • ● • xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSometimes I'm ๑ ғᴀᴋɪɴɢ ๑ when I say things ηї¢εʟy☻xxxxxxxxxxxxxxThat's how I take it as a ♀Ḡїґł in a ♛ღαη's world xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI hear the ♪~ᴍᴜsɪᴄ, it ємaйcїpaтєs xxx me xxxxxxxTaking cоитяоʟ as a ♔Ḡḯяʟ in a ♂мαᾔ's world xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↳ c о и т я о ʟ xxx ↠ x c о и т я о ʟ as a ♚ｇｉｒｌ in a ♛ｍａｎ's world ↙ T H E M E x S O N G W E A P O N xxx ↓ O U T F I T ↓ xxx T H E M E x S O N G W E A P O N ↘   
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Posted: Tue Apr 03, 2012 10:02 pm
   xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxωно €↝ᵅᴿᵉᶳ ᵻᵳ ỶỞỪ ᴆᴉsᴀԍᴙԑԑʡxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ӱӧϋ are ∴ not ϻɚ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxʷʱᵒ↘ӎaᴆɚ y.o.u «⇀ ʞ ɪ ɴ ɢ ↼» of ѦηΥτǶȠɢʡ ____________________________
He set out at midnight, sneaking past harpies and going to the bathrooms. There were separate pipes for the bathrooms from anywhere else. In clothes that he generally used for painting, he was hiding his tools, and the fact that he'd be using things that would forever stain clothes that he actually cared about. He was inside the bathrooms, and since no one dared to come while the harpies were out, he was pretty much safe. He grabbed the tools he needed, opening up the shower head (since the faucet was off) and lining it with a black filter that would make it look like nothing was there. He set it on his lap, taking out some thick sugarcane and red dye, dumping the dye in the sugarcane. He shook it up, putting it in the shower head. Carefully, he put the shower head back on, and he repeated the action for the other ones. It was unfortunate for the Aphrodite cabin; the sugarcane gave it the consistency and the dye gave it the color of blood. They would certainly have a shock...
When he finished, he ran from the bathrooms and back to his cabin, making sure he discarded everything. It would be difficult to pull off the next one, but while he was on a roll...
He made his way to the Ares cabin, a duffel bag over his shoulder. He swallowed hard, making sure the harpies wouldn't see him as he scaled the wall of the cabin, which took longer than he thought. Finally, he was on the roof, breathing deeply through his nose. One of them must have heard him, because the door was thrown open, a camper looking out and around. He pressed down tightly on the roof, cursing vividly in his head, and barely daring to breathe. Finally, content that no one was disturbing the cabin's rest, the guy walked inside. Shu sighed through his nose silently, reaching the spot on the roof where the boar's head was. He pulled out a battery-powered radio, shoving it into the rotting head's mouth and down far into the mouth so it wasn't visible. It was set for an hour from now to go off with a mix CD of Justin Bieber, Teletubbies, Barney, and Rebecca Black. It was enough. More carefully this time, he made his way down, and sprinted for the Apollo cabin.
When he made it back, he saw that Lee had been awake. He whispered to his younger brother to go to sleep, and the boy rolled over, soon collapsing into snores. Shu walked over to his bed, tired, and flopped onto it. The whole bed collapsed, the frame crashing to the floor and Shu immediately falling off the mattress.
DAMN! He got punk'd.
|| OutOfCrazy ∴ Okay, yeah, it's short. But, hey! I think it'll be funny! Anyways, Nero has some absolutely ingenious pranks up his sleeve. He can handle a lengthy post. I was just lazy at 1 am~! ||
____________________________ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxȿȯ xxx ɏoʊ ↬ƉѦƦƸ Ʈƺȴȴ xx ϻϵ ⤻ʷʱᵒ⤵ᴛᴑ ฿ԐxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxѾǶҨ ɗɨɘɗ & ӎaᴆɚ y.o.u «⇀ ʞ ɪ ɴ ɢ ↼» of ѦηΥτǶȠɢʡ xxx xxx  xxx 
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 7:56 am
x__x - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -ＡｄｅｌｅＲｏｕｘ＊ _______________________________________________________________________D a u g h t e r O f A t h e n a S m a l l W h i t e L i e s ↺
❤Ｆｉｆｔｅｅｎ
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☾❃☽ Adele had never been one for pranks, especially after one too many incidents of being bullied as a "joke" and topped with Melvin rushing in and claiming that he was expecting. Ok, that one was a bit much, but his previous years had included of leaving the house for a day - worrying her to bits and pieces, dying his hair blue and trying to stage a kidnapping - which immediately kicked him in the groin, and all sorts of nonsense - nonetheless, Adele wasn't a fan. The wary teenager had her hair in a high ponytail the night before, sketching a multitude of plans on her bed. There was a huge amount of chaos as her half siblings were scribbling away in solitude and silence, all attempting for the best prank. Adele, on the other hand, was more caught up with whatever people would do to her, she was up sketching designs of protection, though she had a rough sketch of one prank that she was thinking of doing to her obnoxious half-sibling, Amadeus, who never seemed to greet her on the right foot. Ugh, really - he was terrible, but she feared the consequences of a failed prank where the chances of such an event happening was already 98.9% high, with a close to invisible chance of success. She quickly tossed that plan in the waste basket as she slipped her pen under her hair and over her ear. Adele stared at the owls in the room, looking for inspiration for her defensive measures. She had an arranged meeting with a son of Nemesis, one whom she had met a few weeks ago when she strolled towards the dining pavilion. He was caught up in her act as she glanced around at her half-siblings warily - should she leave her bed unguarded to meet up with the son of Nemesis? Probably not. Adele silently cursed under her breath as she stayed put, wondering if the son of Nemesis would track her down for retribution, probably. Now what was she going to do?
☾❃☽ All night, Adele spent twisting and turning for this restless night as she looked around at the sleeping faces of her siblings, one has their face contorted in a smirk that sent shivers down Adele's spine, it was the Asian girl who she had only seen for a brief moment a long time ago. Adele shivered and turned away, cautious of whatever that smirk meant. The brunette stared at the ceiling as she laid down, and let out a soft groan of aggravation as she wondered how difficult it would to just run away for the day. Ah! That was perfect! Nathaniel would probably be mildly worried, but hey - what's a good April Fools' Day without that? She thought she was a genius. Adele fistpumped the air as she lightly tip toed down from her bunk and rummaged through her things. Her siblings were mostly dead tired due to their nonstop planning for an intricate prank, but Adele had been turning in her sleep in complete and total fear of another April Fools' Day. The female took only the necessities, pocketing her beloved dagger, a gift from her mother, as she quickly wrapped up an old cloth t-shirt into a tight bag that she could sling over her shoulder as the girl left the cabin, deciding to head over towards the forest. It was dead at night, and Adele decided to take the long way as she admired the camp in its silence. It was scary being alone, but whatever it took - it had to be better than being pranked by any child of Hermes. She wasn't social, so most campers didn't know her, and if they did - it was as "the girl who hung around Nathaniel often", seeing how she clung to him like a koala. Adele walked by his cabin and smiled, remembering the time that she went inside and was quickly questioned by his mother when Nathaniel iris-messaged her. Adele laughed lightly and sighed as she lingered by the door for a bit before trudging on unwillingly to the dark forest. Now that she thought about it, this didn't seem like such a good idea...
☾❃☽ Adele pulled her jacket closer as she fiddled with the dagger in her pocket, tracing the outline of an owl as she tried to calm her nerves while walking into the forest. A light breeze picked up as she looked around warily in the dark before taking out her flashlight, an invention of her own in the shape of glasses. She quickly put them on as her eyes adjusted to the night vision that she had tweaked with. On the rim, there were three light settings that adjusted the small lights that were placed strategically on both corners. A small barrier to side of the light made sure that even on its highest setting, the bulb wouldn't harm Adele's eyes with its intensity. She looked around, now used to this night vision as she clicked the lowest setting. It shined light gently to a surprisingly large area. Her latest addition to the 'flashlight' was that she added a rotator, allowing slight rotation of the lights, so it covered a broader perspective. Adele walked as she mentally remembered to apologize to the son of Nemesis, making them enemies was never smart. She would personally go and apologize the next day, or whenever this April Fools' thing was over - she could never be too cautious of those pranking Hermes' children. This was going to be a long night. Adele walked around in silence at 4 AM, wondering if they would go as far as to prank even the forest inhabitants - hopefully not. She found herself at Zeus' Fist, hoping that a quick nap here wouldn't get her involved with a prank. Adele sat down, used to sleeping outdoors as Melvin loved hiking and outdoorsy activities that she had never been too fond of, but now - the skills were obviously handy. As Adele cleaned a small portion of the land, she untied her bag as it returned to being a t-shirt that she laid on the ground. Now, for a somewhat decent nap as she camped out. The daughter of Athena sighed, unrolling the sleeping bag that she had somehow fit in the t-shirt after many different rolls and twists. She felt lonely, and she didn't like that. Adele sighed once more, placing the sleeping bag on the floor as she got up, picking up sticks and leaves for an unknown reason. The girl wandered back to her dark olive green sleeping bag as she grinned, scattering the leaves and sticks all over her sleeping bag while gently dragging it out of sight from the walking path and into the forestry area of trees. Perfection. Now, she'd hopefully never get spotted! Adele climbed into her sleeping bag carefully as she slipped under the cover, careful to get comfortable while not revealing any of her face. Gah, that rock underneath her was painful, but she had to deal with it. Adele groaned, wondering how long this April Fools' Day would have to go on. She was tired, alone, and most of all - she missed that lovely bed of hers in the cabin. Her gray eyes soon faded as she closed her eyes beneath the cover of the sleeping bag, falling into an oblivious sleep as her most hated holiday was soon to come with the plotting demigods stirring in their sleep...
● ● ● Ｌｉｔｔｌｅ- -Ｍｉｓｓ- -Ｐｅｒｆｅｃｔ♡ ⇣ ｗｈｏ 'ｓ ｇｏｎｎａ↝ ＳＡＶＥ❥ ｈｅｒ?  XXX  XXX  XXX  [ O u t O f C r i e s :: Leave it to Adele to run away. Hopefully, her disappearance won't torment Nathaniel too much ^^; ]
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 2:19 pm
 .( ★; Circling your ↓ circling your ↶ circling your head !xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx↳ CONTEMPLATING EVERYTHING YOU EVER SAIDxxxxxxxx(❛ Now I see the truth, I got doubt )xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa xd i f f e r e n t xm o t i v e xi n xy o u r xe y e s xa n d xn o w xi ’ m xo u txxxxxxxxxxxSEE xYOU xLATER !xxxI see your fantasyxxxxxyou want to make it a reality paved in goldApril Fools’ Day to Amadeus Hawthorne II was the equivalent of Christmas morning to a five-year-old. Christmas was certainly a pleasant enough holiday, but Amadeus planned all year for the first of April. He plotted and schemed, created blueprints and devised traps, bribed and blackmailed; he did whatever it took to go all out on the day of pranks, and put in every effort to outdo himself every year. It could be said that Amadeus took after his father in that respect; both Hawthornes enjoyed playing pranks on others, though their style of pranks were oceans apart. Amadeus Senior’s pranks were by far very playful, and hardly ever harmful. He only ever played practical jokes on friends and family that he knew very well, and that wouldn’t take his shenanigans offensively. They were hoaxes that even the victims would eventually laugh about. Amadeus Junior’s idea of a prank though, was very, very different. He enjoyed causing large amounts of grief, and the better a person knew Amadeus, the more likely they were to be harmed by the mischievous son of Athena, whether physically or mentally. Also, if you were in the vicinity of Irish teenager on April 1st, you could be ninety-nine percent guaranteed that he had something up his sleeve that involved you, as a percentage of the general population in the area. He was absolutely merciless when it came to April Fools’ Day. And so this why, as tired as the criminal mastermind was that morning, he had a superior smirk on his lips as he began packing away the tools he had out, keeping mind to leave the Big House as quickly and quietly as he possibly could. Amadeus closed the lid of the briefcase quickly – as a briefcase would seem less out of place in his hands than a toolbox – and slipped out of the Big House’s front entrance, walked down the stairs, and began his stroll across the grounds.
Amadeus was pleased with the prank he had devised this time around. He had been planning it for nearly a year, and had begun setting it up months before the camp’s event had been announced. He had planned beginning his April Fools’ Day with pranking the entire camp, or at the least everyone under a roof. For the past two months, he had been sneaking into cabins, the amphitheater, the Big House, and honestly any other structure that included a roof; usually late at night, when many were asleep. It had been tricky of course, but he had managed to finish his project a week ago: installing an indoor sprinkler system and small fans. But these everyday items were much more mischievous than they were originally had been before Amadeus had tampered with them. To begin with, he had spent three weeks total constructing sprinklers that were durable and would be able to withstand the messiness of glitter glue. When he had done that, it was a matter of taking out bits of the ceiling, installing the sprinklers, and replacing the pieces of ceiling with the addition of an interior hinge. He also had to go through the trouble of connecting every four sprinklers to an independent unit that stored and pumped the glitter glue at the press of the button. The fans had been a simpler venture though. It had been a matter of installing small, efficient fans in strategic points in the room that would give his prank the best effect. So essentially, when he pressed the button of the remote, sprinklers would be inserted into the room from the ceiling, spraying the room’s occupants with glitter glue for a full minute. Afterwards, loads of feathers would drop from five points in the ceiling on the already splattered demigods, with the fans helping to distribute them equally around the room during their descent. He had enough glitter glue and feathers for this to happen three times during the day, but anymore than that and he would have to refill the glitter and feathers in each ceiling. He wasn’t planning to do it for the next day though; Amadeus never played the same prank twice. Although, he was worried that his half-siblings and possibly the Hephaestus cabin as well would disassemble his sprinklers and fans after the first time round, but he had added extra precautions so nothing of the like would occur; anyone who attempted to touch his carefully constructed devices would receive a blast of pepper spray for their troubles, and if that didn’t work, he had more than one method of protection built in with them.
Amadeus chuckled softly to himself, finding a moderate amount of amusement in the thought of sparkly, feather covered campers running around camp. The prank would taste even sweeter when he presented the demigods with a slideshow of humiliating pictures of themselves after falling victim to his practical joke, courtesy of the hidden cameras he had planted at various points on the camp grounds. True, everyone may want to murder him for it, but Simon was his protector for a reason, after all. Speaking of Simon, he was the very first on Amadeus’ list of individual pranks to be played. As had been said before, the closer to Amadeus a person was, the more likely he would harm them for his own amusement. It was one of many reasons the residents of Hawthorne Manor had been glad that he would be at camp that week; they were constantly wary of falling victim to his hoaxes, and a day dedicated to the very thing wouldn’t be much better. They didn’t dare prank him in return, and if they did, it was at a much smaller scale. His father was truthfully the only who had the courage to try to fight fire with fire, and that was because Amadeus could not kill him for it. Not at the moment at least. Though, he did internally wonder what Simon was planning to do to him. He could almost guarantee it was something crude – as was the man’s nature – but the severity of the hoax the man put him through would determine what prank Amadeus would play in return. He had given this kind of consideration to Simon, and only him, most likely because of the tiny amount of fondness he had for him. Not to mention, good help was difficult to find, and he didn’t wish to risk Simon’s service over a desire to fulfill his childish desires to cause mischief.
Amadeus stifled a yawn, halfway to his cabin, rubbing his good eye with his hand as he carried the briefcase with the other. He had been sleeping for less than three hours a day to ensure that his prank would work smoothly, and he didn’t exactly enjoy having his sleep taken away from him. Not to mention, his father had left Ireland for a weekend away to himself, and so Amadeus had to manage the fortune while he was away. This was easier said than done, seeing as he did not have complete control of the fortune, and so he had to work around everything his father had refused to give him, which mostly included important documents and the like. It was troublesome, but still doable. Therefore, the demigod was tired, and extremely ready to fall asleep in the bed he had been designated in his cabin that felt more as if he were falling asleep on cardboard than an actual mattress. He wouldn’t dare to though. He knew his siblings would set their fair share of traps every and anywhere they could place them, and falling asleep on April Fools’ Day was undeniably an unwise decision. He would simply have to put up with it for the remainder of the event, which wouldn’t be too hard, considering he had a very long list of campers he was planning to have fall victim to his April Fools’ Day shenanigans. They included all of his siblings, most of whom disliked him while he gladly returned their feelings, members of the quest he had gone on with Oliver, and other demigods here and there he knew, didn’t like, or would just find amusement in their suffering.
Amadeus pushed open the door to his cabin just as what he believed to be fireworks went off with a loud BANG!, disrupting one of his brothers in his slumber, not to mention his other sleeping siblings and those who were awake plotting their pranks and safety measures for the day. Althea Asker, the camper’s twin sister sprinted past him and into the forest; his lips curved upwards by the barest millimeter. The day would be a wonderful spectacle in watching the humiliation of others, he knew, and was quite looking forward to it. Amadeus stifled another yawn, walking over to his bed, which was more secure than the database for Interpol. It had a number of traps and safety precautions against pranks in and around its perimeter that had been sitting there for a month, simply to be cautious. One of his favorites was a fist that he had installed into the wall above his headboard, which would launch itself from inside the wall and punch anyone (other than himself of course) touching the bed’s headboard right in the face. Though, it was much more dangerous than the original contraption; the fist itself was made of titanium steel, with only a thin layer of padding covering it. He could already tell who had tried to touch his bed – whether it may have been accidentally or on purpose – by the number of campers walking around the broken jaws, broken noses, or just simply disfigured faces. Amadeus laid his briefcase on the ground at his feet, folding his arms across the wooden surface and letting his head rest on his arms for a moment. He was tired, so sue him for trying to rest for a moment after scurrying around camp at night to ascertain that everything was functioning properly. Both his eyes were closed, and he promised himself he would leave the cabin in one minute to look for Simon and discover just what he was up to. He very easily tuned out his siblings, turning it into a lulling background noise. Just one …. more …. minute ….
Not a moment later was the child prodigy asleep, deep in his slumber and vulnerable to being the victim of any number of practical jokes until he awoke.
❛ ⊰: Son of Athenaxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:53 pm
 ·•●Athena's Son●•· Myron personally had nothing against April fool's day, after all, he hadn't lived with Althea for 18 years for nothing. He was very much used to being the brunt of Althea's jokes on April fools's day, although none of the other kids at his different schools could get him, he had always been able to figure things out what they were up to before it happened. Of course, with his own siblings, it was different, they were children of Athena too, so sometime it took some figuring out to be one step ahead of them, and that wasn't to say that they were. The good thing was, being used to being pranked by Althea, he really didn't mind the pranks that much,with the exception of the odd one that was just rude or vulgar.
As for what he had been able to figure out? Well he knew that Amadeus was planning something - judging by the fact that he was out every night, and if there was one thing Myron knew about Amadeus, it was that he liked his sleep, judging by that headboard of his - and of course Althea had something in mind. Adele, their cabin leader, didn't seem very into the day though. Whatever. He would let Althea prank him, but he would try to avoid the others if possible, and if he couldn't? Then so be it.
Of course, he hadn't been expecting to wake up to a small explosion right beside him. After being shocked awake, he sat up and looked around at the damage Althea had caused. He would have to find someway to get back at her, and quickly too. As he pulled out what he had prepared for the day - nothing really serious, just something people would get annoyed at initially - he looked around. All of his siblings had been awoken by the fireworks, except, seemingly, Amadeus, who was sound asleep. Now of course would be the perfect time to prank him, but it almost felt unfair to take advantage of someone who was sleeping - not that that had stopped Althea of course. Besides, unlike the rest of his siblings, Myron didn't have anything really against Amadeus, except that maybe his attitude could be a little annoying and the fact that Althea - who Myron was very loyal to - obviously despised him.
Not for the first time he wished that demi-gods were more compatible with technology, after all, using a universal remote to mess with people's technology was always amusing, and would have been a great thing to do, especially with Amadeus (had any of his gadgets worked with a universal remote). And then something occurred to him, something that made Myron glad he was a people watcher. He hadn't exactly planned the prank (and indeed the aftermath may be dangerous) but this was too good of an opportunity to miss. Routing through his stuff he eventually came upon the bungie cords he had picked up that he had improved to make them stronger - much stronger, they were originally intended to use to suspend Althea's bike in a tree after all.
Now. What were the things Myron knew about Amadeus? Well he had a much lower skin temperature than normal (don't ask how he knew this) and he wasn't very heavy-handed. Much the opposite actually. Alright, Myron would just have to be more careful. As he set about preparing for the prank - some of his siblings watching him with interest - he wondered if it was strange for him to know the average pressure Amadeus exerted through touch. Probably, but if this situation proved anything, it was that you never knew when data would come in handy.
Finally prepared with the bungee cords, and some gloves he had made that recorded pressure that had been cooled down the the right temperature, he set about his prank, moving carefully and watching the pressure he was exerting to be sure that it wouldn't be too little or too much. It was harder to do than he thought, but eventually he finished. The fact that bungee cords eliminated the need to tie knots helped. So did the fact that Amadeus was sleeping so soundly. Finally he finished and stood back to admire his handy work. Amadeus was successfully tied to the bed with super strength bungee cords. Now Myron had to hope that he wouldn't find out who did it.
One thing he did have to admit: it felt pretty good.
As he grabbed his bag and left, he noticed that Althea had taken her bike - and left her helmet. At first he was annoyed, but then a great idea sprang into his head, one that would get back at her for her own prank on him, as well as constitute his own prank. He would need the help of a child of Aphrodite though. Preferably one who was good with make-up.
[[Translations: ]]   Click first icon for weapon in inactive state, second for outfit and third for weapon in active state.
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Dark Doe Alysse Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 9:00 am
xx▇▇▇ ▇ ❤ : name - Elysia Renee ↕↕ location - Athena's Cabin
▇▇▇ ▇ ❤ : father - Hermes ↕↕ with - Sleeping Amadeus
Don't piss me off - cause I'm definitely capable of harming you.
Don't piss me off - cause I'm definitely capable of harming you. 
Elysia had quite a reputation nowadays; she was the girl who was seen lurking around near Amadeus at any chance, and despite her favorite holiday, this proved to be no exception. Her eyes glistened in excitement as she plotted - she was going to prank him. Most likely, this would singlehandedly be by far her stupidest idea, but Elysia couldn't help. Being a daughter of a trickster, she just had to prank him, it was pretty much ideal. The blonde walked in with a bunch of chemicals and strange concoctions that she was assisted with by one daughter of Hecate. She was planning on temporarily dying his hair a vivid pink, and she would do such a thing by replacing his beloved hairspray with chemical ingredients that would cause a nice shade of fuchsia for him. The blonde trickster knew that it was childish, and it would most likely fail, but it was worth a shot. Besides, she couldn't prank her beloved Amadeus that much without alerting Simon, his bodyguard. Hey, if it didn't work, she had a back-up. Of course she had a back-up!
A sly grin crossed the blonde's face as she felt the handcuffs nudged successfully in her back pocket. Originally, she planned on cuffing herself to him, but that would be too much of a coincidence, her back-up would be to cuff him to his bed, seeing how he most likely had big plans for this day. After all, she noticed his nighttime lurking while she was going around making sure not to use the same pranks as others. She flexed her hands that were nudged inside gloves while walking. No evidence, of course. The female walked on the path as she passed another cabin, looking around for Athena's. Aha! thought Elysia as she walked up to the door after seeing an Asian male leave with a slight grin on his face. As Elysia walked in past the scheming kids of Athena, she looked for his bed - easily done. Elysia wondered where he would keep his things, most likely nowhere in sight, so they couldn't be tampered with.... but wait - why was Amadeus on the bed? Elysia thought about it for a bit in confusion before reaching a conclusion that she liked.
Oh, how clever! He made a replica of himself, so he could fool the others into thinking that he was tied down! Leave it Amadeus to think of such things, noted Elysia as she carefully walked near his bed, accidentally touching the headboard as a few of the campers stared before Elysia was greeted with a fist, but her reflexes dodged - just not completely. It skimmed past her jawbone lightly when she tried to shift to the right immediately. That would bruise. Elysia winced slightly at the pain, but went back to her original plan as she ignored it - after all, this was her favorite holiday, how could it be ruined by a bruise? Then again, if Amadeus wasn't here... he could be hiding anywhere. Elysia frowned as she stared at the fist, then at Amadeus' "clone". It was really lifelike. Actually, if she didn't get prank him, she would so steal this. Whoever made it had to be a genius, they even got his skin tone completely correct. What a beauty. Elysia admired as she realized that she would have to be fast if she wanted to take his clone without alerting Amadeus. Completely forgetting her original plans, she dug in her pocket for the dagger that she made in the armory a while back with that daughter of Ares nearby. The blonde looked at it smugly as she then turned to the cords. It would take a bit of time to saw at them, seeing how she hadn't completely finished the dagger's designing and these cords seemed very stubborn, but it would have to do - after all, she had no use for scissors in a case like this.
Elysia knelt down, another wince, as she tugged gently at the bungee cords that were wrapped around Amadeus. She worked diligently as she sawed away with the dagger, careful not to cut the precious model, after all - Amadeus was practically flawless, how could he have a cut? That would be preposterous! The daughter of Hermes was halfway there as she admired her handiwork, then rewarded herself at the thought of having an Amadeus clone in her cabin, which would probably freak the rest of her siblings out, and lead them to never return, nonetheless - it would be nice seeing his face in the morning. Oh gosh, this girl was much more obsessive that originally planned. Elysia grinned as she took a wary glance at the fist, glad she didn't trigger any other traps so far as she finally cut the cords, leaving frayed ends that were slowly unraveling as she grinned. It took a good amount of time, but the reward would be absolutely pleasant.
Elysia smiled to herself, "Fantastic, " she murmured as she noted that most of the siblings had already left, some staring in awe as they noticed Elysia ogling at Amadeus' face. Elysia was pleased with her soon new companion as she tried rubbing her jawbone, only to flinch at the pain. Ok, back to ignoring it, thought the blonde as she had to work fast to transport this lovely model of Amadeus away, at least - before he noticed that she was here. Elysia was about to try and carry him princess-style, expecting a lightweight model, but no - definitely not a light as her original thoughts. They even made the model the same size, she thought with a groan as she attempted to get the model to sit up, not really paying attention. This was much more difficult that originally planned - she had to find a way and carry him! Elysia frowned as she tried to think, C'mon Elysia Renee - you're smarter than this! How do you transport heavy things without having to drag them? He's light, but I'm not that strong. Hm.. pondered Elysia as she gazed at the sleeping face of the model, realizing that his skin was extremely soft when she touched it with the glove. Even his hair looked real. Somebody took a lot of time and effort to go through this; she had expected nothing less from Amadeus. Oh, he was a genius alright.
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 3:10 pm
grεg⊕rψ αmαdεuš ωαψ
 "Do you believe like I believe
You have to believe we are magic
Nothin' can stand in our way" To be honest, Grey wasn't really sure how he felt about April fool's day. Yes it was a legit excuse to prank people, but at the same time, he pretty much did the same thing year round (although to him, what people considered pranks were more like 'experiment'). Of course, April fool's day gave everyone a good excuse to prank him back. Not something he liked, but that was only considering some of the people he knew, not because he had something against other's pulling some pranks on him. Of course, he couldn't let up this opportunity to have some fun~
It was still dark when he snuck carefully into the Aphrodite cabin. His first action was to make sure that everyone was actually asleep, especially one of Tasya's brothers, who didn't have a very good opinion of Grey. Of course, Grey hadn't spent time preparing a sleep spell that would affect the majority - if not all - of the cabin, for nothing; the last thing he needed was Torrent waking up.
Walking up to Tasya's bunk, he carefully lifted her up in his arms, princess style, and snuck back out of the cabin. Walking as silently as possible, he carried her down to the shore of the lake where the canoes were tethered. Carefully he placed Tasya in one of them and placed a blanket over her (both to keep her warm and hide her from the harpies) before untying it and giving it a push out towards the middle of the lake. He watched as it drifted out and nodded. He didn't really worry about Tasya being too mad. Sure she'd probably be a little mad (who wouldn't be?) but she would definitely get over it. That and she was a good swimmer, so it wasn't as though she'd be stuck.
As soon as he was sure that the boat was pretty much in the middle of the lake, he snuck off towards the bathrooms. As he approached them, he saw someone leaving, obviously the bathrooms were an obvious target, although hopefully whoever it was hadn't done what Grey was about to do.
Walking in, he pulled out a box of baby powder and carefully began pouring some into each of the hairdryers that some of the female campers had left there - he didn't think they'd do that again. Afterwards he carefully wiped off the baby powder from the outside so that it would look as though they hadn't been tampered with. The girls would certainly get a surprise when they tried to dry their hair in the morning.
Walking off, he pondered what to do next. He wasn't going to go back to his cabin, that was for sure, after all, the two most foolish places to fall asleep the night before April Fool's day were the Hermes cabin and the Hecate cabin. Of course, he wouldn't let himself go without any sleep at all - the last thing he needed was to be absolutely exhausted the day of - Grey had gotten some sleep, and set a (quiet) alarm to wake him before midnight, when the pranks could officially start.
Instead, he walked over to the Forest. The Forest was pretty large - which would make it hard to find him - and it wouldn't be a complete waste because he could gather some herbs while he was in there. That and plan his next prank. It couldn't be a potion, that was far too predictable....
 "You have to believe we are magic
Don't let your aim ever stray
Do you believe in magic" 【★】 ˢᵒᶰ ᵒᶠ ʰᵉᶜᵗᵃᵗᵉ 【★】 |{OOC: }|
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Dark Doe Alysse Vice Captain
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