OOC: I should get Vladds butt in here,. Lol.

Vladd wandered in and raises an eyebrow. "Well this place doesn't seem creepy at all." He thought out loud.

ooc: lmao
I blink. That guy I saw at the library... "Hi..." I say.

Rachel looked up, surprised by the amount of people in the room. At this rate, there'd be too many people in the guest room. She cleared her throat. "I'm afraid two of you will have to go downstairs.... I can't give out prophecies when the room is almost filled."

Rachel sighed, relieved that they were gone. Mid-inhale, her breath was caught in her throat as her eyes glowed neon-green, and she recited:

"Four half-bloods shall head to the west.
Where the sunset rises and sets.
Five cities is where they will start.
Each city will bring a different mark.
The city of stars is where they must go
It’s the city where there is rarely any snow.
Stuck in an amusement park is where the first clue will be.
Search high and low is where you will see.
Each clue will lead you on a hunt.
A hunt for an item on one country’s front.
Monsters shall stand in your way.
Near and far is where they will stay.
One will not perish. One will not die.
But one will say goodbye."

ooc: Cheesy post is cheesy.

ooc: xP

I blinked at Rachel and recited what she said to me in my head. I think I just got a prophecy.. Who were the last three people I talked to. I shifted uneasily. "Um.. thanks," I said then walked down stairs or wherever..

Rachel sat up suddenly from her nap, her eyes widened. She looked at Amber, and her tense shoulders relaxed. "Oh, hello. I've been expecting you. Amber, right?"

Rachel blinked, then her shoulders hunched suddenly. Her eyes began to glow green as smoke (or green mist?) filled the room.

"The one who’s past is long forgot,
The one who’s fate has long been sealed,
Shall journey far with but two friends,
And all and all shall be revealed.

The ibis god is who you seek,
To find of what was stolen.
And return to him his powers,
Before all time’s unwoven.

Two axes and the arrow head,
They’ll meet Athena’s son, long dead.
On island made of solid stone,
Is where his secrets will be told..

Although it seems that was was lost,
Was returned and peace regained,
Everything will be in vain,
And you’ll see the effect of your mistake.

Then find the goddess who turned the clock
Back, to fix the broken.
And journey again to heal fault,
No matter what the cost is.

And in the end,
The truth be told,
A secret known to one alone,
And only two will make it home."

ooc: It might be a little off from the prophecy you PM-ed me. I had to edit out the explanations and stuff.

ooc: all good.

bic: I listened, shocked adn startled. When it ended, I bowed my head.