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 |  Subject: Not about to save a life  Tue May 22, 2012 12:30 pm | |
| Accepted- Christopher Knight:
 Name: Christopher Knight. Age/Birthday:17 1/17 Gender:Male God Parent:Chronos Claimed: Yes, but he tells people he wasn't Mortal Family: Karen Knight (mother) Years in Camp:7 Brief History: For all of Christopher's life he knew he was a demigod, but his mother told him he was a special demigod. He never quite knew what this meant till one day at their dinner table. His mom was having a glass of wine, something that the somewhat poor Knight family never had. She reached over to grab the salt off of the table when the glass of wine fell off. A few short seconds later, Chris was surprised to find both the cup and the wine suspended in mid air. He was confused more then anything. Why didn't his mother tell him he could do that? Running to his room, he slammed the door followed my the sound of breaking glass. Instead of his powers becoming less frequent like expected, it became more consistent. After weeks of living in fear that his classmates would find out, he returned home to find a pile of ashes and no parent. Day went by with Chris staying at home, waiting for his mom to come back. She never did. It took days for a Satyr to ind a way inside but once he did, everything became easier for Chris. Camp half blood was only a few short days away. Here he's lived his life, still wondering what happened to his mother, or why she left. Physical Appearance: Chris would consider himself a little bit muscular for someone his age, but is constantly but to shame by Ares kids. His skin always seems to be dark, probably because of his somewhat tanned skin and the dirt that constantly covers it. His brown eyes change shades depending on the weather, and his dark brown/black hair changes shapes for the same reason. He has a few scars littering his chest and legs from training, and his hands calaisis and scratched from hard work. His build is athletic. Weighing in at 140lbs and a height of 5'11" Personality:Dedication as the best word for Chris' description. Even though he's a son of Kronos, he trains as hard as he can in order to someday defeat the titan army. The fact that his mother left him scars him emotionally. He's definitely brave, but often calls it stupidity. He does his best in order to be modest, but fails at it miserably. Instead he's the cocky, stupid jock that often gets in trouble. Nothing real surprising about that. Fatal Flaw:Confidence and Pride. Pets:N/A Talents: He can stop/reverse/fast forward time everywhere for a few seconds even though it drains him. he can also stop/reverse/fast forward time and a single object for a few minutes as long as he concentrates on it. The larger and heavier the object the hard it is to affect it. Weapons:Celestial bronze long sword 5' long. Year-Round or Summer:year round, making a few day long trips to his old home, Other:He still hasn't accepted the fact that his mother is probably dead, and still looks for her at times. Btw approved by Crispy Bacon! TY crispy!
- Theo Davis:
Age/Birthday:17 3/23
Gender:Male
God Parent:Dionysus
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Jenifer Davis(Mother) Klara Davis (sister)
Years in Camp:1
Brief History: Jenifer Davis and Dionysus met in a loud, dark, smoky bar. Jenifer wasn't as sober as half the people there, but she still knew her name... she thought. Well, of course Dionysus showed up to have a good time. Long story short, 22 year old Jenifer took home with her, an attractive male, who coincidentally, was a god. 6 year old Klara begged her mother to take the strange man back to where she found him, and that someone was probably looking for him. Her mother laughed and said he wasn't a lost pet. Then she took the god into the bed room and locked the door. 10 months later, Theo would come into the world. Life was averagely normal. Jenifer didn't change in the fact that she returned with a new man every Saturday night. Theo grew up to be one of the popular kids, even at a young age. Klara ran away from home when Theo was ten 10, so he never had a good picture of his sister. This sent his mother into a deep depression. On Theo's 16th birthday, Klara finally showed up in the exact same way that Jenifer did almost 17 years ago, but Theo wasn't going to step down like his sister did. Kindly, but sternly, he order the stranger leave since he was the man of the house. The man laughed and shoved Theo out of the way. This might have been a friendly gesture, but Theo didn't think so. He gave the man a solid slug across the face expecting him to retreat to his car, but instead he turned around and returned the favor. In a few short seconds the two were brawling it out on the front lawn. Surprisingly, it was Theo who won. Klara was furious. She yelled at Theo that this was the worst thing he could've done, that she came home and he beat her boyfriend to the ground, and that she wished he would just disappear. This was followed by every curse either of them had ever heard. Theo's only response was "wish granted" and he walked away without one clue on where he was going. It was a few months before he found camp. Dionysus instantly claimed his son.
Physical Appearance: He has brown eyes and hair to match it. His build is slightly muscular, and he stands at about 6'. He weighs about 140lbs, and has a fair complexion. He's been complimented on his smile many times. He has a scar stretching from the bottom on his ear to his shoulder, and a tattoo on his left pec. As to how he got the tattoo no one seems to know. (see "other" for details)
Personality: Theo is a person that's far to easy to meet. He's where ever the latest, biggest party is. He's a fun loveable person, who sadly only cares about himself. He'll lend you a hand as long as it's within 5 feet from him. This circle around him is his world. He's a little bit upset about his past, and will do anything he can to forget. He's superstitious, and is a terrible liar. He's not to open to let people in, and is very keen to pick up a lie.
Fatal Flaw:selfishness and pride
Pets:N/A
Talents:He can manipulate vines to a certain extent, and can cause minor case of confusion to his enemies.
Weapons: A celestial bronze Short sword that's 3' long
Year-Round or Summer:year-round
Other:
- Caleb Furrow:
Age/Birthday:14 9/13
Gender:Male
God Parent: Athena
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Micah Furrow (dad) Kim Furrow (step sister) Heather Furrow (Step mom)
Years in Camp: A little over two weeks
Brief History: Caleb was only about six months old when Heather became his step mom; Kim was only about 16 months. For all Caleb knew, Heather was his mom, and Kim was his sister. They all even looked alike, so no one raised a question. One day Caleb's dad asked to talk to him alone. They walked over to the dinner they went every weekend, and that's where Micah told him everything that happened. How he was a demigod and all that jazz. Caleb shrugged, unsure of how this affected anything. He was who he was, and his mother being an actual goddess wouldn't changed that. Him and his dad walked into their condo and saw a terrible looking creature standing infront of them. Caleb didn't know much about self defense, but he had taken a karate lesson or two and knew knifes hurt people. Micah ran towards the monster in a menacing fashion, while Caleb grabbed a bronze knife. When Caleb turned around He discovered the monster with it's claws sunk into his father. He was shocked, but knew if his father was dead, he at-least needed to be avenged. Caleb hopped on the creature's back and sunk the knife deep at the bass of the skull. The monster collapsed into a pile of dust. Caleb didn't dare let go of the knife incase there was another one of those monsters. He keeled down beside his father and felt for a pulse. There wasn't one. He was ready to cry when the door squeaked open. Caleb stood up wielding his knife. It was Heather. She looked shocked and furious at the same time. The knife had blood on it from the carpet, and it defiantly looked like he stabbed his father. He started trying to explain what happened, but it seemed pointless. A thief that collapses into dust wasn't buy-able. Caleb was hurt that she thought he would kill his own father. She threatened to call the police and get him pinned for what he did. He dropped the knife and sprinted out the door with tears in his eyes. She was going to disown him if he wasn't arrested. So what was the point? He was going to be orphaned if he stuck around so he ran down the Chicago streets. His dad said something about sending him to a summer camp, so that's where he was going. He showed up and two weeks later he was claimed. His mother claimed him in a rather painful way, but he knew pain. She practically burned her symbol on the back of his left shoulder. Physical pain was nothing compared to losing his father.
Physical Appearance: Caleb looks like his brothers and sisters. He has the storm grey eyes you'd expect, the paled skin, and the dark-ish colored hair. He has a slim athletic build. He's about 5'6" and 122 lbs last he checked. He doesn't really care about his appearance, but he'll take a little time before going out of the cabin. Just something his dad told him to do. He took his dad's wedding ring before he left, and now he wheres it on a chain around his neck, like from the Lord of the Rings. He doesn't have anything to flashy. He wears shirts that are stander brands, and jeans. There's nothing special about his clothing. He has the scar on his back left shoulder to prove he's a child of Athena.
Personality:He may be an almost exact image of his mother but he couldn't be more like his father. He's a fun loving individual, who uses art to express himself. Sarcasm could be his middle name. He's defiantly a self sacrificial individual. He can be a little shy or hard headed, making it difficult to make friends. He enjoys the outdoors, but he couldn't tan to save his life. Caleb considers himself a bohemian person. He hates his past and tries to forget it; he's still significantly scared from his fathers murder and the fact that he was blamed for it.
Fatal Flaw:He suffers from excessive curiosity
Pets:A stunning silver Pegasus name Ebony.
Talents:He's good with crafting of any kind, and is about as talented in combat as any beginner could be.
Weapons:Still trying to find one.
Year-Round or Summer: Year round. He can't face his family again.
Other:
- Dylan Ryan:
Camp Counsler
Name: Dylan Ryan
Age/Birthday: 20 9/11
Gender:Male
God Parent: Nemesis
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Andrew Ryan (father, deceased), Sarah Ryan (step-mom, deceased), Camila Ryan (half sister)
Years in Camp: 9
Brief History: Andrew Ryan was a very influential lawyer, and had earned the respect of most people in Atlanta. It only made sense that Nemesis would pay him a visit. She posed as a client. Andrew proved her innocent of whatever crime she said she committed and headed back to his office, where Nemesis was waiting for him. And that is how Dylan came to show up at the Ryans' door. Andrew lied to his wife Sarah saying that Dylan was his brother's kid, and that they just needed to take care of him for a while. Later he lied again saying that his brother and his sister in law died in a car crash. Dylan was about six years old when his dad started beating him. Dylan didn't know what to do, so he just let it happen. He always rationalized that he had done something wrong, and in most cases he did. Most of it was worthy of a scolding, not a black and blue beating. Sarah always stood back and watched. Camila, who was four around this time, started insisting that their dad stop beating Dylan, and he always dismissed her peacefully. This continued for several years. It wasn't until Dylan was ten that things changed. While being broken and bruised during one of his average beatings, Cam was begging her dad to stop, and Andrew turned around and hit her instead. He only hit Cam a few times before Sarah jumped in and started fighting back. When Andrew turned violent against her she drew a knife. The lawyer filled with rage turned the knife against his wife. She bled out on the kitchen floor. Andrew turned back to Cam, still holding the knife in his hands. Before anything else happened to Cam, Dylan walked down the stairs hold his dad's pistol. He had never fired it before, but he know how it worked. Cam ran out the back door to never be seen by her brother again. By the time the police arived at the house Dylan was long gone. He found his way to camp with a little help. He was eleven by that point. All throughout his camp life, he had seen basic weird things happen. For example, he stood by and watched a couple of Ares kids tried to down a younger boy. At the time he wasn't strong enough to do anything about it, but the Ares kids quickly let go of the other kid and grasped at their own throats, as if they couldn't breath. When the younger kid came up for air the Ares kids were able to breath, and they coughed up more water than he did. A few other occasions happened like that. When Dylan was sixteen he moved off campus for about a month. He lived with a girl in an apartment for a while, until he was arrested. They were in a bar one night and a fairly large man started flirting with her, and when she shot him down, he smacked her. Dylan hopped on him in a split second and beat him senseless. A few guys in the bar didn't really know what was going on so the attacked Dylan. He fought off a few, but the numbers got him. He woke up in a prison cell, waiting for a trial. Some Hermes kid in camp heard what was going on and manipulated the evidence. Dylan got out with nothing but a warning. His live in left him for being over protective though. He returned to camp with a broken heart, and a better idea of the real world. A few years later he was asked to be a counselor, to which he agreed.
Physical Appearance: Dylan isn't the biggest buffest guy in camp. He's actually no where close. He stands about six foot even, which compared to a lot of the demigods was short. He doesn't have muscle bulging out of his shirt, but he has enough muscle that it shows. His mid length brown hair always curves to the left. He usually doesn't bother doing anything with his hair, but when he does its spiked up in the middle. He has hazel eyes that either act as green or brown depending on the weather. Along with several scars across his arms, back, and chest from his dad, he has a stab wound under the right side of his rib cage. He also has a tattoo on his wrist of the symbol of revenge. He usually wears a tee shirt and a plaid button up shirt, unbuttoned.
Personality: If there was one good word to describe Dylan it would be unforgiving. He doesn't accept apologies, only evens. As harsh as that can make him sound he's actually a really nice guy. He doesn't really talk about finding people cool, or fun to be around, but instead he'll talk about respecting them. That's the only way that you can really befriend him. Earn his respect. Once you actually manage to befriend him, it's hard to shake him off. He's extremely loyal, and protective. Even more so for anyone close to him. He's not the most vengeful on things that you do to him, but he's particularly so if you hurt someone he loves. He feels justice is about bringing fairness to those who won't chase for justice. Exacting revenge for yourself is self seeking, and that's not what justice is about. because of that, it's very hard to cause him physical pain to make him mad. It has to be emotional.
Fatal Flaw: Loyalty to a fault
Pets: n/a
Talents: He's excellent with a sword and various other methods of combat. In his month off campus he made a living as a no name MMA fighter, but it never felt right to beat an innocent person senseless. Because of his mother he's also able to exact a small amount of justice to people, but since he never trained his powers well, it really drains him.
Weapons: He has a double edged sword, and a shield, both made out of celestial bronze. Just for good measures he has a throwing knife strapped to his right thigh, and to his left bicep.
Year-Round or Summer: Year round.
Other:
- Cain Smith:
Name: Cain Smith
Age/Birthday:18 10/10
Gender:male
God Parent: Asclepius. God of Health and Medicine
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Megan Smith (Mother) Kayle Smith (Older half-sister)
Years in Camp:6
Brief History: Megan Smith was going through a divorce when Kayle was born. By the time Cain came around, she was studying to be a nurse. Kayle wasn't the most excited about being an older sibling, but she was eventually OK with it. Growing up Cain always asked his mom about his dad. Even though he never got a response from his mom, his sister had many theories. Her favorite would have to be, "Your dad was a magician! As soon as he heard the word son, he disappeared! He wanted a daughter." The day Cain turned 12, his mom figured it was time he know who his father is. He was told his father was Asclepius, they packed up, and Cain came to camp. Simple as that. He spent a lot of his time off campus, and eventually began to get used to it. He quickly ran back to camp when the group of run away demigods he was with were devoured. He was fortunate to survive, and decided camp wouldn't be the worst place to live.
Physical Appearance:Cain has rather tan skin, a dark colored blond hair, and crystal clear blue eyes. After a few years of residing in camp, he packed on a lot of muscle compared to the outside world.. He has a scar ranging from his ear to his jaw, just barely visible when talking face to face.. He's 5'10" and 165 lbs. He has an usual mark on his leg, which he never bothered figuring out what it was. His dress style is a very bland, and consists mostly of jeans, plain tee shirts, and his medic bag. His bag is an olive drab color, that rests across his left shoulder.
Personality:Cain is rather withdrawn. Not to forget a bit self-absorbed. He's similar to a nut. Hard on the out side, delicious on the inside (Figuratively. He won't encourage someone to take a bite out of him). After someone takes the time to befriend him, he's a loyal friend. He finds it hard to have any kind of confidence in himself. He doesn't have the prettiest past relationship wise, and tried to ignore it. He can be rude to anyone who had wronged him or someone he cares about. One other thing: He has a pretty big temper. He'll explode on anyone who he think is being cruel or judgmental. He tries to be the better person most of the time, but often fails and loses his cool.
Fatal Flaw:Self-Condemning
Pets:N/A
Talents:He's a great healer and will often be found in the infirmary.
Weapons: 2 ,12 inch, celestial bronze knifes, and a set of throwing knives.
Year-Round or Summer:Year round. He's finally had enough of his family.
Other:he resides in cabin 7
Inactive- Levis Gibson:
Name:Levis "Levi"or "Lee" Gibson
Age:60. Looks 16
Gender:Male
Years at Camp:60.
Brief History: OK, so, about 60 years ago, an Elder tree started taking root in the forest. That's when Levi came into existence. After doing very little exploring, he came upon camp. Chiron took a fatherly role in Levi's life and started teaching his new nymph. Flipping through a book one day, Levi came upon a page about Hyleoroi. After reading a bit more, Levi had made up his mind: He was going take up responsibility for watching, and patrolling the forest. He's been doing that for 50 years.
Dwelling: Tree top village is his current home. He lived and is still connected to an old elder tree, although he's a Hyleoroi.
Physical appearance: No matter what Levi does (short of going bald), his hair will always curve to the right and up. That's exactly why he keeps his ivory hair short. His blue eyes often appear grey. Since getting a hut house at the tree top village, Lee has forced himself to workout, which has increased his strength. Levi is about 5'11" and is about 173lbs. He has a few scars on his sides from various times a hell-hounds used his tree as a scratching post. Other then that no major markings or variations.
Personality: Levi's personality type is a lion-otter mix. Meaning he wants to be incharge, but when it get's boring, he'll go on to something else. Despite this his loyalty is beyond normal, and will follow his friends to the gates of hell and beyond, because that's the kind of friend he is. Although he loves his friends, his one unsatisfiable love is for knowledge. Inside his hut, the walls are lined with books, most of which written in Latin, Greek, or are translated to Greek. His humor tends to hurt a lot of people, even though that's not his intent. And on one last note, he cannot stand a guilty conscience.
Talents: Running is a strong point. So is climbing and swimming.
Weapons:4' Celestial bronze sword with a wooden grip, and two 6" knives that he carries with him every where.
Other:
- Trent McCoy:
Name: Trent McCoy
Age/Birthday:1/9/1994 (17)
Gender:male
God Parent: Alectrona
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Mark McCoy ( Dad 36) Gracie McCoy (sister 14)
Years in Camp:9
Brief History:Well, what is there to say about Trent? Nothing really happened! He was just an average boy with a few exceptions. Nothing really to get in trouble with. All was normal till his Dad told him he was a demi-god. He got mad and stormed off. This was one of the first times in Trent's life he was truly furious with his Dad. Maybe he felt lied to, or betrayed. Rather soon after his departure a satyr found him a directed him to camp. When they got to camp the satyr was sick, very sick. A few weeks later the satyr died. there was a big burial ritual over his death. Trent stayed at camp a while and finally learned a few things.
Physical Appearance: Trent has short brown hair, and blue eyes almost take a shade of grey at sometimes. Trent's sense of style is quiet and understated, not to mention casual. He's always been a bit tall with a height of 6'3" currently. He knows he's a bit under weight with some (but little) muscle. It's been a while since he checked his weight but he would probably say it was in the 130's. He has averagely tanned skin, and one scar on the the side of his right leg from a car accident.
Personality: Trent is a kind boy. He's very social and extremely loyal and protective. Being a natural leader, Trent tends to have several rivals. He opens up very quickly to people he's comfortable with. He tries to be gentlemanly whenever he can but let's face it, that's hard. One thing he doesn't fear is death, and he'll happily embrace it if he's protecting the ones he loves. He tends to jump to conclusions upon first impressions. He tends to be a bit cruel with his humor and often hurts people cause of it.
Fatal Flaw:Over-Protective; Hubris.
Pets:a male Cougar , with a think, smooth, black coat. His name is Sam.
Talents: He's a talented sword fighter and has thought about volunteering for instructor, he can also juggle
Weapons: 4 1/2 ft celestial bronze long sword: a celestial bronze square shield
Year-Round or Summer: Year round.
Other:
- Thais Running:
 Name: Thais Running
Age: 4/4/ and he's 14
Gender: I think I'm still male.
Years at Camp: Let's see here. Um, 120!
Brief History: Well not much history, at least not that you want to hear. Mostly, he doesn't know is dad, he hasn't fought a battle, Oh, and all the naiads hate him for living were he's not suppose to. Yep that about sums it! Sorry this is so short!
Dwelling: Well, he's a Pegaiai. Nymph of springs, but there aren't any at camp, so I settle with the creek. This place should really have more springs!
Physical appearance:He has black hair, and bangs that are non-existent. he has eyes so blue there almost white, a light complexion, and a light build. He has a height of 5'6'' and a weight of 110lbs. his long nimble fingers are always working on something when he can. He doesn't care about his posture or weight, but can't stand the idea of a nymph couch-potato. Because of that, he's fairly in shape.
Personality: he can be kind, sweet, and thoughtful. Although he couldn't find his way out of a closet, he loves an adventure. he's incredibly trust-worthy, but pretty gullible. he'll believe almost anything you tell me. he's loyal, and will do what ever it takes to save the people he loves. he's also a hard worker.
Talents: Swimming, archery, and he can stay under water as long as he wants.
Weapons: A willow long bow, and countless arrows.
Other:he doesn't really care where he ends up.
Unaccepted
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