Gordon Ramsey is Screaming {OPEN}

[Georgie Merrimen]

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Georginna Merrimen, or Georgie as she preferred to be called, was absolutely horrified at the quality of the food. True, she had more of a refined taste, why wouldn't she? Her father had spoiled her during her younger years and they were never without money. Honestly the last time she had food this bad was when she was stuck with her cousin in Aspen one winter and her mom had told the older girl to cook. She made something called Hamburger Helper and it was absolutely disgusting. Sure, the idea of the dish sounded like it would be pleasant but it just tasted cheap. Whatever, that was the past. She thought she was behind cheap food, I mean the legion wasn't so bad, at least there you could have gotten food in New Rome and you didn't have to eat what the camp deemed servable. She usually went out with friends into New Rome and ate something from their variety of restaurants. She frowned some at the memory, most of her friends had died in the war. Maybe that was why she had gone to her grandfathers after it was all over. There was nothing left for her in either of the camps at least now she finished off high school and was lived a very upper middle class lifestyle and was able to enjoy a lifestyle that spoiled her again.
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The brunette sighed and leaned back in her chair. People were just now waking up and starting their day. She had made her way into the joint camp last night and was only going to stay a few days before hitting the road again. Her grandpa was really pushing for her to try to reunite the family and Georgie could really care less. She wanted to go to college, leave the entire demigod existence behind her. Why should this fall on her shoulders? Whatever, it was stupid anyway. But she needed to know where the Roman Renegade camp was located at because the last time she had tried to IM Felicity it ended rather abrudpty, not that she could blame her. The last time they talked one on one they ended up fighting, not verbally but physically. Each landing blows on the other.
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Georgie got up from where she was sitting and went over to the food again, trying to see if there was something she could deem edibile. The fruits looked decent enough. She went to grab an apple. "Well at least the apples don't look like they'll kill me. How do they expect anyone to survive on this food?" Georgie stated out loud, to no one in particular.
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441 | OPEN | Enjoy ^_^

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[Yelena Valdicar]

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Yelena had always been someone who was grateful for what she was given and had in front of her. It was something that was instilled in her mind from a young age by her father, and strengthened by the school she had gone to. Something about 'there are always people more less fortunate than her out there, be happy for what you had' and of course she was. So while the food in the camp wasn't the best, she had to admit that it could have been worse. Though if she was being completely honest with herself in the whole matter, a nice home cooked meal from her father would have been perfect right about now. It was one of the things she missed from her old life, a very much simpler time than now. She didn't have to worry about some group coming to attack them, she didn't have to worry about being a child of a god. She just had to make sure her homework was turned in on time and her chores were done. Who wouldn't want a simple life like that?

Today however was no different than any other day. She would wake up, do her morning routines, and then head off to get breakfast. Now while she was happy with whatever she had to eat, she hoped day after day that they would get a full American breakfast; bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes even. It was an overly hopeful wish, but the gods had all done crazier things. She looked at herself in the mirror after getting changed, and quickly fixed her hair up. She'd have to make an appointment to get her hair cut a tiny bit soon, but for now she was content with how it looked.

Leaving her tent she looked around to see people slowly starting to wake up from their sleep. Some people handling the morning better than others. She had to admit, it was funny to watch people stumble to get their coffees or have the look of death in their eyes as they adjusted to everything. Of course there were those people who were bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to tackle the day, those people were the ones you had to keep an eye on, anyone who is happy in the morning is secretly crazy. It was something her father had always said to her as a joke, but maybe he wasn't as wrong as she originally thought. She set her eyes on the food tent and started walking over, wanting to at least get something to eat before it was all taken, and before there was no where left to sit.

She looked around as she stepped inside, not seeing as many people as she originally thought, and made her way to the table that was lined with various different types of food. Some of them were far more appetizing than others, but she found herself looking at the bowl of fruits. She looked to her side hearing the girl speak and smiled a bit "Well, as far as I know, the apples aren't going to have any sort of worm or caterpillar inside of them." She took an orange in her hands and examined it for a moment. "As for surviving on the food, I don't think there's anything too wrong with it all. Most of us have been doing just fine on it." She didn't recognize the girl from around, and given that she was a daughter of Athena, remembering who people were should have been easy to her. She came to the conclusion she had probably showed up sometime in the middle of the night, which wasn't uncommon for the camp.

620 ● Georgie/Jackie ● IDK why i'm posting for you, you insult me all the time.

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[Georgie Merrimen]

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Georgie looked over at the girl who spoke with slight annoyance. It was her own fault for speaking out loud instead of staying within her own head but she didn't recall asking the girl her opinion either. She knew the girl was probably just trying to be nice but it was still annoying. Probably one of those overly optimistic morning people that everyone else daydreams about murdering. That was the vibe she was getting from the girl. She looked her over and rolled her eyes slightly. "If I do find a worm or caterpillar within them this place will find themselves with a lawsusit or something. That's just disgusting. Actual people live here, not cattle." Georgie stated in annoyance as she grabbed an apple and wiped the exterior of it against her shirt, just in case there was dirt or something else along it. She didn't want to risk getting sick, she had far too much that she needed to do and getting e-coli or food poisoning was not there. That and she got extremely needed when she was sick and she didn't know anyone here that would take care of her. At least when she found Felicity if she got sick then she could be an annoying crybaby to her.
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"How can you be doing just fine on this food? Seriously, it's the worst stuff I have ever tasted. The eggs are like dry sponges, the bacon is still half-raw and the bread looks like it has mold on it." She finished with a huff. Perhaps she was being slightly over dramatic, it wouldn't be the first time, but it was just her personality. She was surprised people forced themselves to eat this food. Honestly the risk of eating this food was probably equal to the risk of being able to leave the camp and go someplace with real food, like IHOP or Dennys. Not any fast food place though, that was just asking for you to commit murder to your inside and she had a figure to keep, that and the taste of fast food was basically just grease and salt, enough to make her want to gag. "In my opinion I think they should use the money from buying this food and just give everyone an allowance to buy their own food with. It'd be less hazardous to everyones health in the long run." she said and then took a bite out of the apple.
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"I'm Georgie, by the way. Who are you?" She asked, true, she had no intention of sticking around for long but creating small talk in the morning wouldn't kill her and maybe she'll learn something about where the Roman Renegades were at or if they had done anything lately. She just needed the information so she could go and find Felicity and stick by her until this entire thing was over. That was what she was told to do. She was pretty sure her grandpa was just getting tired of dealing with her. Ever since that incident in her senior year when he had walked in on her and her boyfriend at the time. Definitely not a way you wanted to see your favorite grandchild. She was sure this was her punishment and she didn't want to risk arguing against it because she did want her inheritance one day and you only got that by staying on peoples good side. She didn't want to have to work at a job she didn't like for a living if her career in biology never took off. So, be a good little Merrimen and stick by the family values and she would be set in her fallback. "Has there been anything going on recently? An attack by the Roman or Greek, what is that they're calling themselves nowadays? Renegades? What a stupid name." she said with a laugh, trying to pull the conversation where she needed it to be while also trying to pretend to be friendly and poke fun at the other factions with the female in front of her.
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536 | Yelena Valdicar | Enjoy ^_^

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