WINSLET, aisling

[aisling winslet]

TELL US, AISLING MARIE WINSLET, TELL US EVERYTHING

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HELLO, THERE. WE'D LIKE TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS
ABOUT YOURSELF. ANYTHING TO SAY BEFORE WE START?
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"well i'd like to say that first of all, i am a demigod and if you have a problem with that, then get over it. i arrived at camp half-blood when i was nine years old, and have been going there ever since. this past year i stayed all year round; things have been getting weird around here."


LET'S START WITH THE BASICS. NAME, AGE, PROFESSION...
ANYTHING ELSE YOU CAN THINK OF THAT'D BE USEFUL.
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"my name is aisling marie winslet, and the name aisling was given to me by my father, not my mother. the name means 'dream' or 'dreamer,' fitting because of who my father is. but, most people call me azzy instead of trying to pronounce my full name. dad spelled it weird. like i said, i am a demigod, who's father is morpheus, god of dreams. i am eighteen years old, and have been at camp half-blood for nine years."


OKAY, GREAT. NOW YOU'VE GOT PRECISELY TWO MINUTES
TO CONVINCE US THAT YOU, YOU ARE THE ONE WE NEED.
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"i am a prime example of a demigod, if i do say so myself. of course my father isn't one of the big three, but he has power in his own way. i inherited a few of those abilities myself. i can walk in other people's dreams, or give them dreams while they are asleep. i have been told that i am clairvoyant in my sleep, and my own dreams are somewhat prophetic. i can contact my father in my sleep, indirectly of course. he always shows up in some sort of animal form, and he doesn't speak all the time so it's hard to decipher what he is trying to say. my dreams have been getting filled with trouble lately, and i have a bad feeling something terrible is going to happen. other than my supernatural abilities, i happen to be intelligent, though not quite as clever or wise as a daughter of athena. i am loyal, and i would never desert a friend in times of need, or at any time really ... "


TIME'S UP, KID. WELL, THAT WAS INTERESTING. NOW CUT
THE CRAP―ANY FLAWS? ANY QUIRKS? DON'T LOOK AT
US THIS WAY, WE'VE GOT TO KNOW THIS STUFF, TOO. SO.
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"i like sleep. perhaps this was inherited from my father, but much of the time i sleep during lectures, or lunch, or anything really. unfortunately, i can fall asleep at any time, as a narcoleptic would. if the gods are trying to contact me, or a dream is necessary for me to see, i will simply fall asleep no matter what i am doing. this can prove to be dangerous, but ... it is what it is. i love caffeine because of this, and you will almost always see me carrying coffee or something. i have a little bit of a temper, as well, though it is hard to piss me off. i wouldn't push it though, because once i get mad i can hold a grudge forever. and, unfortunately for me, my battle skills are average. i can wield weapons and use them, and fight, but the nature of my demigod-ness is not attuned to fighting. like all other demigods though, i have dyslexia and a minor form of adhd. "


MAN, I SWEAR I SAW YOU ON TV THE OTHER DAY! HMM,
NO WAIT. CAN'T BE. YOU LOOK WAY CRAPPIER. ANYWAY.
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"people say i look like erin heatherton, but i have no idea who she is. i hope it's a compliment. anyway, i am very small in build, petite and dainty and fragile, all that jazz. i had small bones, really. i stand at about five foot two, and weigh one hundred and seven pounds. i have fair skin with freckles all over the place, a brown-blue color iris, with tilted almond-shaped eyes. my hair is a blond color, with almost hidden streak of light brown in it. "


HUH-UH. RIGHT. SO I'M LOOKING AT YOUR FILE, AND I SEE
YOU'RE NOT A ROOKIE. MIND TO SHARE SOME PAST EXPE-
RIENCES? WHERE YOU WORKED, WITH WHOM, YOU KNOW.
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"i was born to the god of dreams, morpheus, and a human woman by the name of penelope winslet. my mom owns a store in town- by the way i was born in and live in a small town named waldwick in new jersey. anyway her store sells a whole bunch of cutesy gifts and scarves and clothes and whatnot. i used to work there on weekends and after school, helping her out. we call the store 'morphen' to remember my dad. however i didn't actually know this until the secret spilled when i was nine. that is a funny story in itself ... it started when i went to bed that fateful night. i fell asleep and my dreams were filled with larger than life people, all staring down at me, and one of them stood up- his large hand outstretched, pointing to me. his lips moved, but when he spoke i only heard a loud booming in my mind, one that felt like it rattled my skull.

suddenly the floor had dropped under me, and i fell to land on a cloud. sitting on it was another man, one who was smaller- like human size, and dressed in flannel pajamas. his words were ones i could understand- though they were weird. he had said i was special, not like the others. he introduced himself as morpheus, and i can only remember thinking of mom's store. this morpheus guy looked sad, and said that he would talk with me soon. of course, i never dreamed of him again, though i did have repeated dreams that continued that strange fantasy. the words were told to me by some sort of winged sheep, who spoke with the same voice as morpheus most of the time. when i told this to my mother, she had frozen and her voice changed to a curt and almost fearful tone. she told me to pack my bags, and she wasted no time in dropping me off at camp half-blood. she gave me no explanation, and i asked for none. still, i was confused by the sudden goodbye. i was only when i met chiron at the big house that the entire story was explained. i had to admit, i was in shock. my years at camp have been uneventful ... well, until this past year. my dreams are growing to be full of fear and chaos, and the gods yelling with their booming voices. i feel like we're on the verge of something, something bad. and now the weather is changing ... it is clear, the gods are angry."


OOH-KAY. THANK YOU. YOU'RE GOING TO BE CONTACTED
WITHIN THE NEXT WEEK. NOW GET OUT OF HERE. NEXT!
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HEY, PEOPLE! IT'S INDIE HERE, WRITING THIS AS WE SPEAK
FROM THE US! PEOPLE WHO WANT TO CONTACT ME
JUST HAVE TO PM ME. FEEL LIKE YOU ALREADY
KNOW ME? THAT'S BECAUSE I ALSO PLAY THE MAGNIFICENT
BLAHBLAH ANYWAY, I LOVE DOGS OF WAR. OF COURSE.
IT'S PINK FLOYD'S.

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MATILDA, AKA GEE, IT'S MATILDA ! ON CAUTION 2.0,
MADE THIS APPLICATION. DUNSTEAL, AND EVERYONE
WILL BE HAPPY. "HAPPY AS A HIPPO." ALONG CAME P
OLLY, ANYONE? OKAY. I'M SHUTTING UP NOW. BAIBAI.

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