Yes. You read that right. Greece has fallen...or at least the camp that has catered to Greek demigods for over three millennia has fallen. Camp Half-Blood had a traitor in their midst. A traitor with powerful allies who quickly burned the camp to the ground. Some were lost, some killed, and the rest who remained began the long trek across the country to the only place where they might be safe: Camp Jupiter.
Chiron banded what campers they had left, told them of the other camp and sent word to Camp Jupiter pleading for shelter. Chaos now threatens the camp daily with the arrival of new Greek campers to this foreign camp. This camp with strange customs and rules. While on the Roman end the Praetors are forced to hold up a balancing act of providing sanctuary while also trying to find the traitor before their home suffers the same fate as Camp Half-Blood.
New alliances are forged, new enemies are made, and these two worlds have to find some way to work together for the future of them all. Which side are you on? Which position will you take? It's time to jump in the fray because Greece has fallen.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Welcome to our site! We are so glad you are here my friend. Pull up a seat, set your weapons down and let's chat. We are a non-canon, percy jackson RP site based in Camp Jupiter. Both Greek and Roman demigods allowed. Legacies are limited. We have a very small word requirement for posting and we're pretty relaxed around here. We like drama but not the RL kind so keep this place nice and friendly. If you've got questions don't hesitate to ask!
GHF is the product of the mind of Addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian. this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by Haya to fit the site's concept and needs. most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds. all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners. if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
Hi there! We're a site all about character creation for a roleplay you may be in! Whether it be wanting to start from scratch, brush up on an old character, or help flesh out other member's characters, then feel free to hop into our welcoming community!
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]As soon as Verlyn saw the girl bat her eyelashes, he knew he had blew it. All he wanted was to make a new friend, and he'd totally ruined the opportunity, and now he was going to suffer the consequences by... well, Verlyn didn't actually know. He didn't know why she saw trying to act cute until a second later.
As the words came out of the girl's mouth, Verlyn's expression turned from his normal sorrowful and panicky wince, to slightly confused, and then to terrified. A blind date? Set up with... him? No way, he had just walked into here! Verlyn wasn't the girl's blind date!
He took a long pause to panic. What was he going to do? Again? Why did he feel like he asked himself that question too much? But more importantly, WHAT WAS HE GONNA DO??? He tried to think of options, but there was only two. Greatly disappoint the girl by saying no, or lie and say yes and make his life harder. Or run, but that would go a lot more worse than the other two options. He decided to ultimately make her happier and say yes, even though he knew that the actual date may show up at any time. Oh, how clueless and stupid Verlyn felt (and was, in this scenario).
"U-uh, yep," he stuttered. "That'd be me..." His words trailed off as he rubbed the back of his head nervously. Verlyn had no idea what was going to happen, but he did know one thing: he'd made a mistake coming here today. The fates seemed to really want to mess with him.
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]Verlyn took in everything that Nadja said. She seemed to not want to start an arguement or conflict. Good. That was the opposite of what Verlyn needed today. Even though he knew he was being a bit of a jerk, and there was no excuse for his sassiness, he was very, very tired and hadn't cared in those moments. Now that there wasn't any more conflict, he was less tense and less desperate.
He smiled, this time not coldly. He sunk his fork into the tiramisu as the left side fell over. He slid his piece onto his plate and took a bit. It was absolutely what he needed. It was so good that for a split second he had forgotten Nadja was there. His head snapped back to the present.
Verlyn turned to her and he smiled again, even more warmly. "I'm Verlyn," he said, "It's nice to meet you." He lowered his plate, no longer completely invested in the cake. "I'll take your word for it about not wanting to meet a god or goddess. I guess I can see where you are coming from. Although I still think it might be nice to at least see my mother."
He continued on, "I'm tired because I just worked real hard yesterday. It's nothing much." Verlyn didn't tell Nadja about his nightmares, that could be saved for another time if they had actually became friends. He again smiled, the eye bags under his eyes deepening. He really was tired.
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]Verlyn's day was going great so far. Training had surprisingly gone great and he had actual fun sword fighting today. Verlyn had disarmed a child of Mars- twice. Even if the Mars kid wasn't too good, Verlyn took it as an accomplishment. It seemed as if almost nothing could burst his bubble.
Verlyn was moving onto the next thing: tending the garden of Bacchus. He liked being there and taking care of the grapes. Verlyn knew it was part of his blood for knowing the grapes, but he also knew that he genuinely loved being there out of all the places at camp. Even from afar, he could see the purple dots of the big, round, juicy fruit that he liked.
The closer he got, the more he could spy something else in the garden- a figure. It was just probably a demigod, also there to tend to the grapevines. As Verlyn thought about it more, he thought it could be an opportunity to make friends. Sure, he was bad at conversation, but he'd find a way to get close to this person, whoever it was. Now he was close enough to identify that he didn't know this person, a girl.
He entered the garden at last. Verlyn approached the girl and waved, with a nervous smile on his face. "Um, hi!" he spoke out loud. He waited for a few seconds to continue speaking. "I, uh, noticed you were here in the garden... and I thought... maybe you could tell me what you're doing here?" Verlyn's eyes widened. That came out wrong. By the way he said it, he hoped the girl wouldn't think he wanted her to leave! He stuttered out a quick statement to try and fix it. "I-uh- I didn't mean it like that-" His face turned red. What was he gonna do?
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]He was terrified all night. He was terrified walking away today. And now Verlyn was mortified when he had looked back at the conversation and realized he hadn't been fully paying attention to what they were saying. Heck, it was really rude to even barge in at all! He hadn't heard the part about a centurion ripping up the grapevine. How stupid of him. He couldn't believe himself. As his self doubts kept piling up onto him, the yogurt he was eating began to taste more bland with every bite. Verlyn could barely believe himself.
The bowl he had eaten from clattered on the table, empty. He leaned his head backwards slightly and groaned, only to see the guy from the two walking up to him. Verlyn tensed up. Maybe it wasn't towards him. No way would he be talking to him, after how he rudely-
Nope, Nathan was coming towards him, and Verlyn immediately sat up. What was he gonna do? What was he gonna say? His brain swirled in thought when it all his questions got answered in the one question Nathan asked him.
Talk to him... for a minute? What would he say? Was he offended? Did he come to scold him? But, of course, Verlyn didn't want to be rude. He turned around with a weak smile and said, "U-um, sure! What about...?"
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]Family was not a light topic for Verlyn just to toss about. So when this girl mentioned his mother and heritage, he wasn't very happy. His conscious was screaming just to resolve this peacefully, but his weary brain told him otherwise. Okay then, he thought. If you want to play that game.
Verlyn smiled, annoyed, and chuckled a bit under his breath. "I'll answer both of those questions," he began. "Yes, I'm Roman. And no, my mother never told me "ladies first" because I've never met her. It's kind of sad, I would have loved to meet a goddess, what about you?"
He hadn't intended to input that much sass, but he kept going. "The mess hall is quite beautiful, yes. The wind aurae do a great job with the food. But I am not there right now, am I? No. I am here, and I want this cake. So maybe do a favor for an exhausted guy like me and let me eat it."
He stared into the eyes of the girl as they kept tussling with the tiramisu. He wasn't sure who would win this fight, and he was already off on a bad start with making friends. Yes, he was exhausted, yes, he desperately wanted the cake, but maybe they could make out a compromise. Verlyn didn't want to have one anyway, but he also didn't want to appear selfish.
"Or..." Verlyn started, "We could share." He lifted his fork and positioned it above the cake as if to cut it in half. He quirked his eyebrow to indicate he was waiting for an answer- and fast.
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]Verlyn had been plagued with nightmares all night. It wasn't the demigod kind of nightmares, but it was still very rough on him. Countlessly watching his father slip away and leaving him alone to be attacked by empousa cheerleaders from his old school. But at least he slept at all, so he wasn't too tired.
Verlyn strutted on to the mess hall for breakfast. He could smell the aroma of lots of delicious food- pancakes, waffles, eggs, spam, rice, and lots more. Verlyn could go for a nice bowl of vanilla yogurt and granola, and that would be enough for the whole day.
As he went to take his seat, he heard some chitchat about grapevines from on of the third cohort's tables. Hmm. He stopped for a minute to listen in. Trouble with growing a grapevine in the third cohort barracks? All the conditions the vine was put in was mostly correct, except one thing... Without even thinking, he swooped over and gave them unintended advice.
"Most the things you did were correct," Verlyn yammered, "but before planting a grapevine you have to let the roots soak into water for up to three hours. And then when digging or making a hole for the roots, it must be 12 inches deep and wide. Did you fulfill those conditions?"
When Verlyn realized what he had said, he slapped his hand over his mouth. "I am so sorry!" he quietly yelped. "I didn't mean to interrupt your conversation, a-and I'm sure you take care of your plants just fine, um... I really should go..." His face red with embarrassment, he began to waddle away, petrified with terror.
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[attr=class,punkiduoinneropacity]Verlyn was hungry. He was tired. All he wanted was something sweet.
The night before, Verlyn had been in the Garden of Bacchus and worked his butt off. Taking care of all the grape vines, watering the other plants, and using his energy to help them grow. He kept getting hassled by a Greek in there telling him what to do. He wasn't even sure who it was, but he followed every word. He didn't want to be disobedient or offend anyone.
And then he had trouble sleeping because he was tormented with nightmares that woke him up every hour. Most times when he tried to get some fresh air he would get sent back to bed by a centurion. And now, with eye bags under his face, he just wanted to have some sugar to wake him up. Plus, the ruckus of fighting around him wasn't helping much.
As Verlyn trudged over to the table full of desserts, he considered his options. Ice cream was yummy, but that was too cold. Lava cake fresh from the oven- yikes. But that tiramisu... just right. It looked so good, and it would boost him up for the day... well. Maybe not a whole day, but it would get him through all this fighting. He grabbed a fork and went to stab it when his fork met with someone else's. His bloodshot eyes immediately shot up to look at a girl. "Hey!" She exclaimed, clearly wanting the last piece. Now, Verlyn usually wasn't one to start a potential fight, but he was too sleepy to care.
"There's plenty of other treats," Verlyn said grumpily, "So hands off, mkay, hon?" He pulled the sponge cake closer to him with his fork, and a small chunk of the cake fell off. His red, weary eyes continued to bore into hers while he waited for a response.
Tea sounds great. I mean, uh, if everyone wants that...
PRAETORS
LEADERS OF CAMP JUPITER
CENTURIONS
LEADERS OF COHORTS
COUNSELLORS
LEADERS OF CABINS
CENSUS
CURRENT TOTAL: 83 DEMIGODS HAVE MADE IT TO CAMP
FIRST COHORT
15
SECOND COHORT
07
THIRD COHORT
09
FOURTH COHORT
10
FIFTH COHORT
04
PROBATIO
00
GREEK COHORT
30
HUNTRESSES
01
ADULTS
07
JUPITER
04
NEPTUNE
01
CERES
00
MARS
09
APOLLO
03
VULCAN
04
VENUS
03
MERCURY
03
BACCHUS
02
PLUTO
01
BELLONA
07
MINOR
14
ZEUS
02
POSEIDON
02
DEMETER
01
ARES
02
ATHENA
01
APOLLO
03
HEPHAESTUS
01
APHRODITE
04
HERMES
02
DIONYSUS
02
HADES
05
MINOR
08
WANTED ADS
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EVENTS
WAR GAMES, CAPTURE THE FLAG, AND MORE
june 1st - june 30th
Ave, demigod! Over the next month, all new threads created may be attacked by the Fates at any time, unless specified in the subheader. All random events will be based on prompts from the randomizer. Please refer to the event guide #2 for further and more detailed information about your character's possible fate.
GHF is the product of the mind of addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian.
this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by haya to fit the site's concept and needs.
most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds.
all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners.
if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
