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Join date : 2011-04-13
|Subject: Evergreenf's character(s) Thu Apr 14, 2011 4:48 pm|| |
Name: Kenz Cummings
Age/Birthday: 16; 3/27/98
God Parent: Erato
Mortal Family: Harper Cummings (father)
Years in Camp: 2
Brief History: Erato, a beautiful but shy lady with an amazing voice, fell in love with a young scientist named Harper. It was her first relationship in many hundreds of years, but Harper made her comfortable. She gave birth to the young child of Kenz and made sure to visit her often. Kenz grew up loved by her two parents. She was never popular in school, but was a champion singer. She never shared a relationship, but desperatly wished she could.
Physical Appearance: Kenz has shoulder-length dark brown hair that is parted to the right side of her face. Her lightly toned face consists of slightly pink cheeks, light pink lips, freckles on her nose, deep brown eyes, and a mole under her left eye. She is skinny and tall for being 13; 100 lbs, 5' 4''. Her fingers are light and delicate to play her many instruments.
UPDATE: Now that she's 15, her body has matured a little, and she's developed some..."curves," so to speak. She's about 120 lbs and 5'6''.
Personality: Despite all the pink shades on her face, Kenz is not a girly girl. She loves nothing more than to go outside with her lyre (or guitar, if she's at home) and draw inspiration from nature to compose a song. She loves music; it's her passion, and there's not a moment when she isn't humming a song. She's also a huge romantic. She really wants a boyfriend that she can put all of her trust into, and is addicted to romance novels.
Fatal Flaw: Too trusting, is too intent on relationships, weakness for children
Pets: Bluebird named Eve who gives her musical inspiration. Eve lives at camp.
Talents: Can play the lyre, guitar, harp, flute....well, whatever instrument you throw at her, she'll learn how to play it in about half an hour.
Can sing beautifully
A great knack for poetry and lyrics
Can hold her own in a fight
Weapons: Her handheld lyre has a dagger hidden in the bottom
Year-Round or Summer: Summer, but visits regularly during the rest of the year to take care of Lucas
Name: Lucas Blanca
Namesake: His name translates to “White Light.”
Nickname: He likes Luke, but for some weird reason, everyone at camp, especially Annabeth, only calls him Lucas. They claim it's from “bad memories.”
Years in Camp: 1
God Parent: Apollo, god of archery, healing, and the sun.
Claimed: Technically not, but for reasons in his history, its pretty obvious.
Family: Dorita Blanca (mother)
Brief History: Dorita Blanca, a Mexican-born girl, was a gift to Hades. Her family had been descended from someone famous in Greek mythology who owed Hades a favor for his release from imprisonment. Finally, with Dorita's birth, Hades could take it no longer. He appeared to her family, and told them that on Dorita's eighteenth birthday, he would take her as payment for all the broken bargains.
Dorita, obviously, was not pleased with this. When she was told about this destiny that Hades had predetermined for her, she ran away, just days before her eighteenth birthday. Hades' minions pursued her, but she managed to cross the Mexican border into America. There, she met Apollo, and fell in love with him. As if to insult Hades, they had a child, named Lucas for “light.”
Since his birth, he and Dorita traveled across the country, constantly being hounded by minions of Hades, who wanted to exact revenge for another bargain broken. Finally, after an empousae attack, Kenz found the two, and took Lucas to camp. After a thrilling quest, he's finally here.
Physical Appearance: Lucas is only three, so his looks are very babyish still. He looks like a mix between Mexican and American, but his blonde hair really stands out against his Hispanic complexion. His eyes are yellow, except when he first wakes up at dawn every morning, in which they glow bright, almost blindingly gold for a second, then fade to yellow. His facial features are cherubic, yet pained by his history of flight and the loss of his mother. He typically wears an orange Camp Half-blood shirt and little baby Capris. During winter, he wears a fluffy orange jacket.
UPDATE: Now that he is four, he's grown quite a bit taller, and his blonde hair has grown a bit longer.
Personality: Lucas, being the son of Apollo, loves music. He will sing to a bunch of songs, no matter how high and squeaky his baby voice is. He loves to strum guitars and lyres, even though he can't hold them at all. He's very friendly and talkative, even though some of his words don't make sense. He's very adventurous, making him a pain in the butt for whomever's taking care of him that day. He's a very good listener, although he can't sympathize very well with people's problems. The fact that he never knew his mother dawns on him whenever people talk about their moms, and he tends to cry whenever parents in general are mentioned.
He has many little quirks. He loves cows, just like his father. Sometimes, he'll just randomly speak Spanish from his heritage. He gets up at the crack of dawn every morning, even though he doesn't know why. He remembers his mother calling him “Los ojos amarillos,” when they were running away from Hades' minions, and every night, before he goes to sleep, he mutters it to himself.
Fatal Flaw: His fatal flaw hasn't been exercised much yet, but it would have to be trust. He's so little, he hasn't learned the hardest lesson a half-blood has to learn: Trust no one. He's so small, even the smallest chance of finding out about his mother will entice him anywhere, even right into the face of danger.
Meeting New People
The little picture of his mom in his pocket
Mentions of loving parents
Any kid of Hades
Getting treated special because of his youth
Year-Round or Summer-Only: Year-Round, because he has nowhere else to go. (This will change when Kenz turns 18 and gets her own house.)
Pets: A calf that lives in the stables named Vaca
Weapons: A bronze dagger, but at his age, it's more like a sword. It doesn't feel like the right weapon for him, but he doesn't really have the ability to carry anything else at his age.
Emotional strength, from dealing with having no parents.
Being small, to sneak around his enemies more.
Being able to blind people when he first wakes up in the morning.
Talking to cows
Other: I'd like him to be a descendent of Theseus, if that's okay.Name: Romeo Davis
Age/Birthday: 17, 7/20/97
God Parent: Eros, god of love
Mortal Family: Serena Davis (mother)
Years in Camp: 1
Brief History: On one fateful night, Serena Davis, age 17, was walking down the street of her dangerous, urban neighborhood alone. It was a little area just outside of New York. Her eyes darted around rapidly as she ran home as quickly as she could. Her feet skidded to a stop in front of a large, muscular man cloaked in leather. A sinister grin slid across his face. He grabbed her, dragged her into an alley, drugged her, and impregnated her forcefully. 9 months later, Romeo was born.
Romeo always looked after his mother, who was small, fragile, and jumpy. She loved him too, but she always seemed to forget little things or stare off into the distance for no reason. This scared little Romeo. He always fought to get his mother back down to earth, grabbing her shoulders, her arms, whatever worked, shaking her, sobbing, yelling into her ear. She always came back, but Romeo had a deep, unshakable fear that one day, she wouldn't.
He went to a public school that taught him every way to be wrong. He was bullied constantly for being "weak" and "stupid." Truthfully, he was neither. He was kind and compassionate to other kids, and people only thought he was stupid because he had dyslexia and couldn't read correctly. Despite the fact that other students seemed to like him and that he never intended to do anything wrong, somehow, his teachers all felt reasons to punish him. This lead to some psychological trauma as he tried to figure out why people didn't like him.
The night of his junior prom, Romeo found a few documents in a cabinet left open by his mother. Rape charges sent to the local police, a detective's report saying that no such person could be found and that she would have to keep the baby and receive no compensation from the father. Romeo tried to ask about these things as kindly as possible, but Serena just broke down in tears. She told him to let the documents explain themselves, and slowly, but surely, he managed to read them all. He pieced together a situation, then almost screamed at his mother, "Why didn't you tell me before?!"
Serena, not saying a word, grabbed Romeo's things, put them in a suitcase, and drove him to Camp Half-Blood. She didn't even say goodbye.
Physical Appearance: Romeo has neat, straight shoulder-length brown hair. He keeps it combed as often as possible, because it looks like a wreck in the morning and after a fight with a monster. He's thinking of getting it cut so it doesn't get in his eyes during training.His dark-brown eyes contain a certain light of friendliness. His dark, plump lips have been known to make teenagers fall head-over-heels for him, along with the distant, sad look he gets when looking at pictures of his mom. He is very tall: 6'1'' and 140 pounds. His build is moderately muscled and lightly tanned. He usually wears sleeveless t-shirts and jeans. He refuses to wear leather under any circumstances.
Personality: He is a generally happy-go-lucky fella. He doesn't like to start arguments, but if he sees someone else getting hurt or picked on, he immediately tries to defuse the situation or get the victim out of the fray. He can take all sorts of verbal and physical abuse and turn out alright, but he doesn't know if everyone else can.
He tries to spread happiness with compliments and favors, which regrettably means that people tend to give him more work than he can handle. He doesn't mind, though. He does the best he can, and will even give up parties and outings with friends to finish things for other people. However, when people start mentioning the gods, he turns cold. He stops talking for a bit, and when he does, he tries to change the subject.
Fatal Flaw: Willingness to do everything. He takes on more than he can chew, and wants to protect everyone, even with his life.
Pets: None yet.
Tenacity to work
Ability to swing an axe
Somewhat good at archery, but decided not to further training in that area, as it implies staying back and fighting from a distance, and he wants to protect
Fierce protective instincts
Weapons: One-handed celestial bronze axe and a heavy celestial bronze sword. They can't turn into any portable form, so he carries them around on his back.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round, with occasional trips to visit his mother and take care of her.
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