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”…..hey! kid! you’re gonna get hurt!” she called out, cupping her hands around her mouth to create more sound.

Open Starter — Why tf are you up there??

You were taking a walk around canoe lake, taking in the sights and sounds of nature, seeing the rays of the sun reflecting off of the water and watched as a couple campers out there paddling on some canoes. The tranquility brought by nature was relaxing, a nice break from everything chaotic in camp and the stress of any potential upcoming quests.

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted when something blunt hit you on the head, wincing silently, your eyes darted to the object that struck you and it was a sketchbook. Confused as to where the thing even came from, you slowly look up and lo and behold you saw a kid, completely nestled in the branches of the trees with his head lolled over the edge and passed out. It was difficult to make out exactly who it was at first, and you squinted hard at the figure until you recognized the bandana — Wait, is that Vasilios? What the hell is he doing up there????

@bluecookie-jackson @fluffycows4life @hot-skater-boi (everyone else is free to join, lmk if you also want to be on my taglist)

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”Thats weirdly valid.” She hummed, starting to put all the ingredients together.

She poured the flour before getting a small mischievous smirk. She swiped a floured finger across his cheekbone before flicking the rest in his face.

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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”Perfect. You’re not a vegetarian or anything, are you? There’s nothing wrong with it, I just need to know.” she hummed, putting her hair up.

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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in what situation would you need to do that-

INTRODUCTION

Name: Sorren Jude Doyle

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Demiromantic; Demisexual

Birthday: 28th July

Godly parent: Hestia; Goddess of the Hearth & Home

Status: Single

Zodiac Sign: Leo

Powers:

He has powers relating to the home and family, much like his mother does.

The ability to communicate with donkeys, and by extension, mules and hinnies as they are hybrids of donkeys. He can somewhat understand horses and other equines, as well.

Send anyone back to the Big House at Camp Half-Blood with a simple flick of his wrist and can teleport back there as well, unless something is interfering with his powers or he are too weak and/or hungry.

He is also able to cook on the fly, not only able to conjure edible food but also able to maximise ingredients to the highest portion of food it can be made into.

Weapon of choice: Bronze Sickle

Fatal Flaw: Commitment Issues

time at camp: 0 Days

Lore:

Crafted by Hestia out of mud, baked by the warmth of the hearth with a little help from the Titan Prometheus, who owed her a great debt for turning a blind eye to his theft of some flames from the Hearth.

©allcreditofthisocbelongssolelytome, pictures are from Pinterest

tags//#sorren doesn’t gaf//

PPL I KNOW:

@pretty-like-poison (I would beat up a toddler for her)

@barbado-kid-of-hypnos (He’s the palace of Versailles)

@unhinged-waterlilly (Helped kill that grandma)

@hispanic-child-of-hermes (I fear her)

Some Songs That Reminds Me of Him:

out of character section//Hello, my name is Mikhail/Mika and this is my Percy Jackson Roleplay Original Character, this is my first oc on this new account, the other existing one being my writing account. Much thanks to @love-lightning-forethought for their base format. This is my main account.

I am a minor and probably aroace so….

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She gave him a small smile, not expecting him to actually do it. “Uhm- right, we need to satrt with the dough so flour, ice water, butter, and an egg.”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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She sighed. “A Hispanic dish. You do realize as friends it’s my duty to teach you about this kinda stuff?”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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“Empanadas?”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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“That explains the food thing.” she muttered.

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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”Who’s your godly parent?” She asked as Mija started to paw at his shoes.

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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”That’s pretty impressive but can you do this?” she snapped her fingers and the 7 bags of cookies started to float.

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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”what about you? tell me some things.”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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”Yea, she’s a puta de madre though.” She picked up the cub off of Sorren. “This is Mija.”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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“Ok uhm…..I’ve never been to New York but I’ve heard about things. I have a pet-“ she was cut off with a cub quite literally pouncing on Sorren. “Little shit-“

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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”Sara. You can call me whatever though. I haven’t met one person who used my actual name yet.” she huffed

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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Heyyy, it’s Eden this is my new blog lmao

Pls spread the word if you caaaaan

@vices-and-virtues-kinda

GUYS I FOUND THE LOST CHILD AGAIN

its okay hera abducted him for a sec

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She took his hand in hers. “We’ll see.”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”

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“A runaway serial killer.” She smirked back, running hand through her hair. “I have a feeling we’ll be very good friends.”

”Hold the fuck up, your mom is Circe as in the Circe or just the Circe from Walmart?”

”Who the fuck- I’m hoping it’s the Circe.” She raised an eyebrow. “Who even are you?”