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Vidal Brole ~ Child of Zeus
12
Learn from yesterday, live for today and hope for tomorrow. Never stop questioning.
    ~ {{{21:43PM}}}

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-Sparky

 Age: 11 (technically 14)  Height: 4”10  Weight: 80lbs
 Sexuality: Undecided  Relationship Status: Single
 Birth Place: America  Main Weapon: Urmui sword
 Accent: American
 – Love is overrated, much like living. Which unfortunately I can’t stop doing.

Marcel Appleheart

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Kat: I use BOLD to indicate who the character is, “for speech, ** thoughts in italics/#Telepathic messages

Gamer: I use underline to indicate who the character is, "for speech", ** for thoughts and Telepathic messages

RP[]

Vidal: Vidal was out in town once more, he limped as he walked as for his last battle though he had survived had cost him dearly. His mind was on a loop, over and over, of his devastating defeat. He carried a backpack over his back, filled with food and supplies. Ever since his tragic defeat, he’s been too ashamed to return to the BC Sanc. So here he waits dressed in a casual aviator and jeans attire, waiting for all this to blow over.

Marcel: Marcel was so that says child Nike on the back and golden themed sweatpants as he was holding a brown backpack with a sword in it just in case he comes across some monsters and snacks too.

As he was flying around he noticed a boy that is around his age but a little bit younger badly injured he got a feeling that the boys were not part of camp but he went to check on him anyways. "Hey are you all right!" He says I see flies down.

Vidal: Vidal was shocked and summoned the winds around towards the young boy that yelled at him, confusing him for another harpy. Violent winds rushed towards Marcel, which would make things extremely difficult for Marcel. At the same time Vidal instinctively pulled out his hatchets, preparing for another fight. *I can’t keep doing this!* He thought, his eyes wild with raged fire.

Marcel: Marcel felt the high winds causing him to go off balance can I see him to fall and crash into some rubble "ouch! didn't expect that to happen" he says as he starts to rub his head a little bit.

Vidal: Vidal walked up to Marcel as he laid only a few feet away. He looked to his attire, he looked like he came from the west. So that means… Vidal furious pointed his hatchets down to Marcel and stepped on his chest to prevent him from getting up. “Hold it. Let’s talk, who do you think you are?” Vidal then pushed his other hand out as the winds suddenly stopped.

Marcel: "Well if you took your foot off me I probably would tell you" Marcel said in a sweet tone and a hit of annoying this too.

Vidal: “No I don’t think I will.” He replied. “If I let you go, how do I know my safety will be assured?” He pointed out, pushing his hair back into place. Vidal had to admit he wasn’t in any place to fight but he couldn’t trust the guy in front of him. It’s not every day you meet a demi with wings.

Marcel: Marcel get a little bit more annoyed " if you want to know my name is Marcel son of Nike and if you want to know my wings on my back is one of our powers as a child victory" he says as he make his wings disappeared.

Vidal: Vidal suspiciously glared at Marcel. “Good for you.” He replied. *This boy, he could’ve easily just use his wings to help himself up.* “Where did you come from, boy?” He questioned as he slowly lifted his leg off Marcel but kept his hatchets at arms length.

Marcel: Marcel got up as he looks at the younger boy " look I'm not here to come to to fight and second of all you're a badly be up as it is" he said pointing out his physical position and also taking his V necklace off ready to change it into victory wing just in case something happens.

Vidal: Vidal noticed Marcel taking off his necklace but kept a straight face secretly plotting in his mind. *Its no doubting this kid is from Camp. But why? For me and what happened with… oh no.* Vidal worried but he kept his face as cold as ice. To be fair it had always been like that for him, showing no ounce of emotion. Why should it change now? *Doesn’t seem like the brightest but he can notice the obvious. I am in no shape to fight, whatever that wind was a lucky out but I bet I wouldn’t be able to use it again.*

“Yet I was still able to beat you. Honestly are all the demigods at camp this weak?” He explained, showing no signs of mockery.”

*Its clear he is an enemy, I’ll have to disarm him of his weapon. He’s too quick for me but maybe if I could lower his guard…*

Marcel: Marcel backs up a little bit keeping his distance "I was right you are part of the broken covenant aren't you." He says with then a little smirk on his face " do you guys have a plans on taking down the Gods oh oh yeah you don't just like a parent should they go put you in your place and we're going to be right there when they do it too" Marcel says in a mocking tone.

Vidal: Vidal hummed, curious. *This dude is really full of himself* “I doubt that.” Vidal walked around him sizing him up and down. *Its clear, he’s older and had more experience with his weapon. But I have a more… interesting approach. Besides it’s not like I’m gonna kill him, that’s not what Ortu is about.* Vidal sighed “Well guess you caught me.” He then quickly stepped right in front of Marcel’s face and whispered “Guess you have to kill me.”

Marcel: Marcel look at that boy with the smile on his face in whispers back " you know well that you're not well to fight second killing a weak young boy is not on my bucket list" he says as he moves away and starts to pace around "aren't you supposed to be back at your guys's base or something happen?" He asked curiously with a concerning tone.

Vidal: Vidal playfully snickered “I’m always running errands. Anyway, you shouldn't underestimate me; I was able to knock you down wasn't I?” He pointed out “But that doesn't matter. Surprisingly I enjoy talking with you and I wanna see why so many people have a... quarrel with the BC. So let's continue but without your little weapon in your hand.” He pointed to Marcel’s V necklace in his hand. “I get it you think I'm weak. But doesn't mean you have to be an absolute douche.” He then sheathed his hatchets as he walked down along the road.

“Shall we?”

Marcel: Marcel nods as he puts his V necklace around his neck again " okay then sounds good to me" he says as he starts to follow the other boy " hey I'm sorry to call you weak I was not talking about how powerful I was mostly talking about how we exhausted your body is you seem you just got out of fight or something" he says and it carries and worry tone of voice.

Vidal: Vidal groaned as he replied “We are here to talk about our differences, not our emotions. So I suggest you either follow me or run back to camp and find a therapist.” Vidal then shrugged to adjust to the cold that his winds brought in. He looked back to see Marcel standing there not following.

“Are you coming, or does the child of Victory think he's better then me based on appearances?”

Marce: Marce nod as you continue to walk with him *I was just asking him if he was all right but maybe he doesn't want to talk about it*.

Vidal: The young boys walked through town, going down a dark alley way. It was damp, puddles could be seen almost everywhere. Cars raced by at the side as they walked past the park and buildings taller then Mt Everest. Vidal looked at Marcel staying wary but calm for now. He then decided to get straight down into the juicy business

“How much do you know about the BC?”

Marcel: Marcel looks at the other boy what's a straight face with his hands in his pockets "enough to know that you guys want to take down the Gods or take them off their thrones" he says in a rough voice from not talking for a while.

Vidal: Vidal nodded but still wasn’t satisfied “Yes. And…?” He poached him on.

Marcel: "and try to find the source of the God's power so you can take it away" he said as he looks forward.

Vidal: "But if we already got them off their thrones, why would we need their power?" Vidal pointed out. Vidal stopped underneath a lamp as he replied "Do you know what Ortu is? Do you know of the other factions and their goal? Do you even know that every faction has different goals?"

Marcel: Marcel giggles a little bit "hey I'm going on by where I heard I can't at least tell him the campers at least well I like some of the campers I don't focus on you guys" he says as he looks up at the sky.

Vidal: Vidal nodded "So you see. We are just like you, I keep trying to tell you. The problem is just the way things are run, it's the gods' will for us to continue like this through the poverty, the constant monster attacks... the death of loved ones." His fists clenched in anger. "The gods take away our loved ones and they laugh as if we're characters on a big tv show. I'm living proof."

Vidal's mind flickered to a day he wished he could forget and he began to dive into the pool of misery, but shook himself out of it. "But.. that's in the past. Now all I care about is giving freedom to demigods who were stripped from it."

Marcel: Marcel nods as he looks up and at the sky since if it's fall it was quite gloomy as least starts to fall " Eurus he's really doing his job huh" he says as he picks up a Orange leaf as he release it laying it goes through the wind.

Vidal: "Who?" He replied nonchalantly.

Marcel: Marcel looks at him with a confusing face a little bit " don't you know the gods of the four winds Eurus is one of them being the god of the east wind and autumn" he says with a calm voice as he watch the leaves flying down from the trees.

Vidal: Vidal snickered and riposted "Sorry. I just thought saving my life would be more important then knowing a God's name I'll never meet. But don't change the subject, we are here to talk about the BC peacefully not play guess who." Moving away from the lamp, he repeated his inquisitive question "Now, do you know what the BC is and why do you hate them?"

Marcel: "Why I hate them" Marcel ponder on that for a little bit " I think your goals is very unrealistic" he says in a monotone voice as he looks up into the gray sky.

Vidal: Vidal sneered "We live in a world were harpies are real and you can pull out swords and daggers from necklaces." Waving his bronze necklace around in Marcel's face to emphasise his point. "This is the real world, for gods sake." Vidal smacked his head, ashamed for this boy's closed mindedness. "I bet you're not even focusing on the fact that we have different goals! So why don't you stop acting all high and mighty and see it from someone else's point of view!" Vidal began to work up a sweat as he walked closer to Marcel. "I don't normally get this mad but you think my goals are unrealistic? Is it unrealistic to fight for a democratic way to rule the earth? Is it unrealistic to believe in communism and freedom!?" He stopped right in front of Marcel as he finished off "Is it unrealistic to believe the Gods could do a better job of raising their children?" He huffed his face exploding with rage with Marcel's statement.

"I am the son of a god. Royalty even if you will but here I am fighting for people to choose their leaders, not just be complacent with a god forsaken world. Is that what you want?

Marcel: Marcel looks at the other male blinkly but then turns into a little bit more dark expression on his face " saying about opinions already State my opinion so don't get mad about it" he says as he pace around a bit " if you go by the logic of freedom I think the gods already give us freedom and that for Us and other mortals have." He says blankly as he attends on " the gods already given us the freedom of choosing our leaders and what path that we want to take because they know that people nowadays got their own beliefs and values and demigods they give us a choice to either be by your side or not be by their side." As he turns around to look at the other boy " are you done or do you want me to explain some more".

Vidal: Vidal straightened up as he mocked Marcel "Well I believe your goals are very unrealistic." He tried imatating Marcel's voice. "And you telling me not to be mad? Oh yes I am sorry that I am mad at the Gods for abandoning their children. I'm sorry I forget that us BC terrorsists are not allowed to be mad when they kill our loved ones." Vidal was starting get frustrated with Marcel, he couldn't believe his insensitivity but he held his hand on his forehead and tried calming himself down as he replied "Look I don't deny that the Golden Age was better then the Titans. But if you think that this is a paradise, you're wrong."

"The gods haven't given us a choice only but go follow their whim. I should know. I thought you'd at least try and understand why the BC does what we do. But you're just like the rest, you're pride disgusts me. To think yourself as worthy as a god, you'd get disnergrated by my father himself if he heard such a statement." His words hung on the word father.

Marcel: " Sir Sir again I focusing more on myself than a goal that is unrealistic" he says as he walks over to a pole and lay it on it as he took off his necklace as it turns to a wing dagger as he starts to mess with it flamboyantly " aborting us like I said we have a choice I could decide not to stay at camp and live my normal life but I stay there and the god part of your statement sir I have no interest of being a God other than living out my life in law the other campers too" he says as he put the tip of victory wing on his chin as almost like he's contemplating on something " and don't get mad at me because of your own daddy issues ".

Vidal: Vidal couldn't believe this jerk! Were all campers this... arrogant?! "What in the gods' name.. how can you be so.." Vidal lurched forward making expressing his annoyance by pretending to strangle him but took a step back and instead replied "Forget you. I really thought I could become friends with people who were opened minded and would at least try and understand the other's standing point." Vidal straightened himself as he slid his hands into his jacket. "But I guess you're just like the rest, like all those demigods. So prideful. Careful demigod, pride is a dangerous weapon. That's the only warning you'll get from me." Vidal feeling like he had enough of this cow manure began to walk away from Marcel in a cold stomp.

Marcel: Marcel look that boy and says " I was right you guys are so focus on your goals and that you can't take otherhe people opinions" he said as he summon his white wings on his back as he before he take off he lot that the boy and says " If you ever hurt my siblings or the people that I care about I won't hesitae to hurt you next time" says in a serious ton of voice as he take off flying back west to camp.

OOC:[]

Kat: Hey Gamer. I thought we were having a civil RP not a fight. All that ever happens with Vidal is a fight RP so I’d like some normalcy. Plus, how did Marcel dodge Vidal’s winds? It kinda be hard for him to fly away when the winds would be pushing against him hence ‘violent winds’.

Gamer: okay thank you for telling me I didn't know what you want me to do so I took the best guess but again thank you for telling me.

Kat: Gamer, you can’t dodge wind! 😂. He’s gonna fall or at least get disoriented or something. You can’t ignore the effects 😆. Plus this is going nowhere! Could we restart please? This RP doesn’t feel right and if you agree. Please… remember to take hits, I know Marcel has a high pain intolerance but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel pain AT ALL. Sorry I needed to get that off my chest. You don’t have to cripple him just make sure you are taking the huts fairly. Look at Vidal’s three month power.

Gamer: Hey thank you for being patient with me sometimes I rethinks totally wrong. And I'm that glad you're my first person that ever role played with think. And What about this I try something different this time lol 😂😂😂

Kat: Vidal ain't gonna like this.

Kat: I never knew Marcel could be so cold! This was so awesome Gaymer. Thanks for RPing with me. Don't worry posting on Ronan and Liebe next.

Gaymer: yeah no problem and also I didn't expect to have Marcel to be this cold too but it was a cool thing to see though.


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