Imagine living like a king someday. (Rachie's Characters)

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Kennedy Sykes
Rachel Biersack
Noelle Liddell
Paisley Mallard
Zane Davis
Travis Sykes
Matthew Barham
Kellin Harris

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What would it take for things to be quiet; Quiet like the snow?

Kennedy Sykes, Daughter of Athena

Name:
Kennedy Sykes
Age:
16
Birthday:
August 12th
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Athena
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Dad, Jackson Sykes.
Jackson is fairly tall, not to mention muscular. He has pale skin, like his daughter. He has dark brown eyes, rather than blue. His hair was short and a little spiked. A black colour. He stands arond 5'9, which makes him look somewhat threatening. He is a kind, caring person though. He misses his daughter terribly.
Years in Camp:
3
Brief History:
Kennedy grew up under the loving care of her father, Jackson Sykes. Of course, she was born under the same circumstances of any other demi-god. She grew up without one parent, and was given to the person who helped making her in existance. Jackson treated Kennedy with so much care. She was perfect in his eyes. She could do no wrong. He enjoyed caring for her. Kennedy wasn't the most popular person in the world. She was kind, like her father. But in the cruel world we live in, kids decided to make fun of her for no apparant reason. Only the little things, they would ridicule her for. She managed to make a few friends along that time though. Her friends stuck out with her until she was twelve, when Kennedy became more quiet and distant. She refused to tell anyone why, even her father. What would happen, is that she would be walking from from school and all of a sudden strange creatures would attack her. Some that looked like black blage dogs from hell, some that looked like half dragon and half woman, surely, these monsters were art of her imagination. No one else saw them. She would end up running home for dear life, and lock herself in her room. Finally, one night Kennedy decided to tell her father about these strange visions she was having. With a heavy heart, Jackson told her who she was and who her mother was. Kennedy denied this at first, getting angry at her father for telling such lies. After a month, Kennedy believed him. Jackson told her about a camp, where peole like her go to be safe from monsters and learn to train and fight against them. Kennedy agreed to go almost immediately. When Kennedy walked out of that car, giving her father one last hug, and walking up to the Big House, she decided to stay all year round. Only to keep her father out of harm.
Physical Appearance:
Kennedy looks like a dark person, but really isn't. Her hair is shoulder length and has long bangs that love to fall into her eyes. Her eyes are a stunning blue, that pop against her black/dark brown hair. Her eyes also pop against her pale skin that is smooth and delicate, almost like a porcelin doll. She is around 5'4, making her about average size. Her figure is small and petite, making her very skinny. She likes to wear leather jackets and cover her arms in bracelets that are colourful.
Personality:
Kennedy, as stated before, looks like a dark person. Sometimes, it makes people seem like shes a dark person. Kennedy truly is caring and kind like her father. She cares for the little things in life, rather the big. Her heart is open to anyone who wants it or needs it. People sometimes stare at her, making her feel uneasy, afriad of being ridiculed like before. She is in-love with music. Her iPod is never seen out of her hand. She also loves fashion. The rocker fashion, ton be specific. She likes shopping at Hot Topic and stores like that. You won't regret one conversation with her, unless you make her angry. Then you might want to run.
Pets:
She has a Barn Owl named αδελφός (Adelfós), which means Brother in Greek.
Fatal Flaw:
She hates people easily and holds grudges quickly. She's kind of a perfectionist.
Talents:
She can come up with a (usually) fool-proof plan quickly and can always come up with an alternative plan. She carries around a pan-pipe, when she plays a special tune, her Barn Owl, Adelfós, comes to her aid.
Weapons:
A bow and arrow.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-round.
Other:

Adelfós:

I know this isn't much; But I know, I could be better

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She sits up high surrounded by the sun

Rachel Botswick, Daughter of Zeus

Name:
Rachel Botswick
Age/Birthday:
17/May 22nd
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Zeus
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Michelle Biersack(Mother)
Surprisingly, Michelle looks nothing like Rachel. Michelle stands around 5'4, making her not much shorter than Rachel. She has white skin with freckles along her cheeks. She has baby blue eyes that everyone compliment her on. She has strawberry blonde hair that doesn't go long past her shoulders. She works hard everyday at a convinience store a long way from home. One of the best mothers you could ask for.
Years in Camp:
4
Brief History:
'Rachel is a gift from the heavens.' as said by her mother. Rachel always got embarassed when her mother told this to people. Little did she know, she truly was a gift from the heavens. Not the heavens she knew about, though. The Greek heavens called Mount Olympus. Her father is no other than the famous Greek God, Zeus. Rachel was always interested in Greek mythology. She knew it was fake, but deep down she wished it was real. It was real. In her world, anyway. Her mother cared for her since birth and has loved it. She loves Rachel, her only child. They lived in a small town in Indiana, which wasn't a fairly rich town. Her mother worked constantly, after she hired a nanny when Rachel was three. Rachel doesn't remember much of her, only that she was an evil nanny. Her name was something in Greek. She remembers that Evil-Greek-Nanny would turn into a drgaon woman that would chase her around the house, trying to kill her. Rachel, the clever three year old she was, had always hid in the same spot for years where Evil-Greek-Nanny didn't bother to look until she was 8. She hid in the vents of the house. She had made a little safe house up there. She had toys, cards, board games, anything that could keep a small child enterained for hours. When the nanny decided to look up there, Rachel was chases around the house for a long time. Until she ran into a mysterious figure. Ten feet tall. 'Thank goodness the house is big.' Rachel always said. The mysterious figure handed her a plastic lightning bolt. Rachel looked at it, not knowing what to do. The figure told her the bolt had a name. Astrapí Sotíras. She said the name and it turned into a long sword. The nanny came at her and the first instinct was to swing the sword. The Nanny turned into a golden shimmer of light. She turned to thank the man, but he was gone. The sword had also turned back into a plastic lightning bolt. Her life was very off until she had hit the age of eleven. Since she had gotten Astrapí Sotíras, which she figured out later that it meant Lightning Saviour in Greek, she kept it in her back pack. One day from walking home from school, a boy that she barely talked to pulled her aside and inti the school woods. He told her that she was special. And that there was a place for special people like her. She automatically assummed that this boy was some creep until she saw a bright light over her head. She had just saw a holographic lightning bolt aabove her head. The boy dragged her along to camp, with being able to say goodbye to her mother.
Physical Appearance:
Rachel is a very brightly dressed person. She has short dark brown hair that a lot of people mistake for being black. She has golden blonde tips in some parts of her hair. The rest turns out into dark blue highlights. Her skin is naturally tanned, giving her the mexican look about her. Her eyes are about as dark hair. A dark chocolate brown. She has an average figure. People say she's more on the skinny side. She doesn't believe them. Her nails are usually painted black, giving her the metal-rock look about her.
Personality:
Rachel is a happy-go-lucky girl. She looks like a bratty person, but really isn't. She lets nothing get to her. She doesn't really care what other people think of her. If you dislike her, fine. She'll hold nothing against you. She's a great girl to be friends with. Just don't mess with her or her friends. She will get into a fight or two when needed. She is very protective of her friends, because she feels she has lost her mother suddenly and doesn't want that to happen to any of her friends. Her friends are her life. Her music is very dark sounding, which frightens people a little.
Fatal Flaw:
Trusts people too easily, which was an effect from her evil nanny. She holds grudges quickly, which she assumes that is from her father. She also tends to judge people on how they look,she doesn't know why.
Pets: None.
Talents: She can produce lighting during battle or when she's extremely angry.
Weapons: She uses a celestial bronze sword that has carvings on the blade and the handle, it was a gift from her father. It looks like a plastic lightning bolt that could cause no harm. The name is Astrapí Sotíras, Lightning Saviour in Greek.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round.
Other:Portrayed by me!

One million branches and she loves everyone

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Dancing bears, painted wings, things I almost remember,

Noelle Liddell, Daughter of Khione

Name:
Noelle Clarice Liddell

Age/Birthday:
17/December 15th

Gender:
Female

God Parent:
Khione

Claimed:
Yes

Mortal Family:
Cameron Liddell, Older brother
Cameron has dark brown hair that doesn't go past his chin. His skin is pale looking, with stormy grey eyes. He is a little muscular, standing at around 5'11. He is skin and bones, most people say. Cameron is kind of a jerk at times, but would go to the ends of the world for his sister, knowing that she is in danger everyday.

Years in Camp:
2

Brief History:
Noelle grew up in Ireland with her older brother, Cameron, who is in his late twenties. He's been raising her since birth, since their father died while working at a construction site. Camreon has done his best to raise her, not knowing much himself. He let his brotherly instincts take over. Noelle grew up to be a kind hearted person, helping out anyone who needed it. She had a favourite doll named Nixie, that she carried everywhere until she was 13. She felt like Nixie was her only friend, because it was difficult for her to make friends, just because people were afraid to be around her. There was nothing bad about her, nothing that stood out, they just decided to be mean. Noelle was considered an outcast quickly. She held Nixie close to her, and lived life. She began to make friends after 8th grade, seeing that she had turned into a lovely, mature, kind girl. Boys became attracted to her, but she wasn't attracted to them. She got a lot of friends, and made close ones. She lost those friends once more when she began to show signs of powers. Sometimes it began to snow around her, other times an arctic wind blew around her. It began to scare her friends off, one by one. She soon became an outcast again, where everybody gossiped about her. She was very close to self harm when Cameron stopped her. Cameron kept her sane for a while. Then Cameron sent her to America to attend Camp, hoping she would make friends. For a while, she didn't. But then she became claimed, and made a couple friends from her cabin. She became happy, for once in her life. And she still remains happy.

Physical Apperance:
She stands around 5'6, with a skinny structure. Her hair is brown and goes down past her shoulders. Her eyes are around an icy ocean blue. Her eye lashes are a little long, making her eyes looking wider than they are. Her skin is paleish and smooth. She likes wearing warm fur coats, and hair accessories. She has a smile to die for. She is absolutely stunning.

Personality:
Noelle is a very kind and quiet person. She expresses her quietness by her art. She draws, takes photos, makes sculptures, paintings, collages, anything artistc you can think of. She gives out a helping hand when needed, to anyone. She doesn't discriminate, she embraces the people around her. She isn't very loud. Around new people she's kind of shy, but becomes more herself afterwards.

Fatal Flaw:
She can only see the good in people, not the bad. She trusts people too easily.

Pets:
An arctic rabbit named Snowflake.

Talents:
She can make snow fall around her. She can make gusts of arctic wind.

Weapons:
She has a dagger, in case she'd have to fight.

Other:
Photo found by Angel.

And s song someone sings, once upon a December

If it's not real you can't hold it in your hand, you can't feel it with your heart, and I won't believe it

Paisley Mallard, Daughter of Philophrosyne

Name:
Paisley Mallard
Age/Birthday:
18/June 23rd
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Philophrosyne; The spirit of welcome, friendliness, and kindness.
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Father, Jeffrey Mallard. Step-mother, Gloria Mallard.
Jeffrey is a very handsome looking man. He has dark brown hair that is messy looking, but not long. He has slightly tanned skin and green eyes that people love. He's a little muscular and stands around 5'8. He looks like a frightening man, but is really rather kind. He would do anything to keep Paisley out of harm. He cares for her dearly.
Gloria is beautiful. Long blonde hair that doesn't pass her shoulders. It's usually put in a long braid with few pieces of hair sticking out. Her skin is slightly tanned as well, making her soft blue eyes pop. She is very petite and stands around 5'5. She is very hippie like. Laid back and fun to be around. Everyone loved Gloria. And Gloria loves Paisley like her own.
Years in Camp:
3
Brief History:
Paisley grew up in a happy, loving home. When she was three, her father Jeffrey married a wonderful woman named Gloria. Gloria treated Paisley with a lot of love, as did Jeffrey. Yound Paisley was nice to everyone. Even complete strangers. A shy 'Hello' would escape her lips. Her life was almost like a fairy tale, until Gloria got sick. She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer when Paisley was 11. Paisley would do little things for her. Like help her clean the house, do some dishes, organize things, whatever could help Gloria work less. Gloria's cancer slowly withered away, and no longer was sick. Paisley had lots of friends at school, from how kind she was. She did all of her homework, and did almost everything she was told. Lot's of people loved Paisley. She was the girl you could talk to all day long. In her sophomore year, she discovered she was different. It was football homecoming and everyone was pumped up. Even Paisley. Everyone was decked out in school colors. Everyone had school spirit. Sadly, the other team won the game. As she began to walk home, she was followed by three of the football players from the other team. She began to walk faster, as did they. She started running then, afraid of what they'd do. They had caught her and they turned into the Furies. Di Immortales. She was shocked, knowing that these were fictional monsters from greek mythology. She managed to get up and run a little more ways from them. She found a paint brush in her pocket from art class and threw it at them. In mid throw, it turned into a sword that sliced through all three Furies. Paisley was even more confused about this, picked up her paint brush sword thing and ran home. She told her parents, and they told Paisley who she really was. She took it well, and went up to her room and packed some of her stuff and left home, wanting to keep her parents out of danger.
Physical Appearance:
Paisley is a rather stunning girl. She's not that tall, around 5'4, but size doesn't really matter to her. She has a nicely shaped figure. Her face is nice and smooth, with stunning green eyes to go with her shoulder length black hair. Her bangs end right above her eyes, so her eyes are easily seen. Her figure is somewhat similar to an hourglass, and she prefers it that way. As she would say, she prefers average than anorexic. She definitely turns some heads when she walks around camp.
Personality:
Paisley is one girl you'll never forget. She gets along with just about anyone and is the girl to talk to about anything. She is the kindest person you'll run into. She can crack a joke on just about any subject and break the tension. She's one of those people that you need around to have a good time. She's one of the girls that people love to be around. Paisley is also very artistic. Her passion is in the arts, where she's best at. She's a great artist and wants to stick with that carrer for the rest of her life. When it comes to her or her art, nothing could make her happier.
Fatal Flaw:
She has a short temper on certain subjects, she when she gets angry anough, she'll snap.
Pets:
None
Talents:
Paisley is a talented artist. Even though she'd rather not battle, she is a good battle stratigest.
Weapons:
She carries around a paint brush in her pocket, with turns into a sword.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-Round
Other:
Portrayed by Angel.

But if it's true you can see it with your eyes, oh even in the dark, and that's where I want to be

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We all carry these things; Inside that no one else can see

Travis Sykes, Son of Athena

Name:
Travis Skyes
Age/Birthday:
19/August 12th
Gender:
Male
God Parent:
Athena
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Dad, Jackson Sykes.
Jackson is fairly tall, not to mention muscular. He has pale skin, like his daughter. He has dark brown eyes, rather than blue. His hair was short and a little spiked. A black colour. He stands arond 5'9, which makes him look somewhat threatening. He is a kind, caring person though. He misses his daughter terribly, along with his son he never told Kennedy about.
Years in Camp:
7
Brief History:
Travis grew up with his dad raising him. His dad tried giving Travis everything, but Travis wold never be happy. Traivs wasn't exactly ungrateful, he just didn't like to be babied. Travis liked to go out on his own and buy his own things, be his own person without having to use this dad as a crutch. When he was ten, he decided to run away. This was when Kennedy was seven, but she was so grieved about it she cried her brother out of her life. Travis walked on his own, carrying a torn up powder blue backpack over his shoulders. He would do little things, like mow peoples lawns and do community service to get paid to afford a hotel for the night. Usually, it was enough. Most of the times it wasn't. When he couldn't afford a hotel, he would sleep in the bus stops with walls and a roof. After a month of living this lifestyle, he made a friend. They did everything together, but when Travis started telling his friend about strange dreams he had, about giant black dogs, a lady with snakes for hair, and a powerful woman dressed in battle armor, his friend, without telling him, led him to Camp Half-Blood. Ended up, his friend was a saytr. Travis was eleven when they finally reached camp. Travis always tried writing to home, to assure them he was okay and that he had found camp, but never got a reply from them. When he was fifteen and he heard about a girl who had his last name and same parent, he smiled, already knowng that she was his sister. He decided not to tell her though, only when they grew close, he would tell her.
Physical Appearance:
Travis is quite tall, standing around six foot. His hair is short but with a somewhat long fringe. It's light coloured brown, turning golden brown when sunlight hits it. His eyes are big, the same colour blue as Kennedy's. He's never seen without a plaid shirt on, no matter the colour. He's also never seen without a beanie resting on his head as well.
Personality:
Travis is a hard worker, usually having no time for a social life. He's usually found in his cabin room, reading through books and studying. He's quiet and secluded, only becoming out going and fun around his sister when they hang out. When you know Travis well enough, he's very much on the wild side. Looking for the life of the party? Search for Travis. It's most likely he's out on the dance floor going nuts or over dancing on a table, being silly.
Fatal Flaw:
Travis has extreme OCD, everything has to be in colour order, alphabetical order, size order, everything and everything. He also has a very very short temper.
Pets:
None.
Talents:
His book smarts.
Weapons:
A sword from the Camp armory.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-Round.
Other:
Picture found on tumblr.

They hold us down like anchors; They drown us out at sea

You got it all figured out,

Zane Davis, Son of Hermes

Name:
Zane Davis
Age/Birthday:
18/ September 1st
Gender:
Male
God Parent:
Hermes
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Mom, Jamie Padilla.
Jamie was a short lady, but very kind. Her hair was a reddish-brown that was always in a bun. She had light skin with a little bit of freckles across her cheeks. She wore old dresses and dresses like she's still in the sixties. It's how Zane is so laid back.
Years in Camp:
4
Brief History:
Zane grew up with his mom, Jamie. Jamie was Zane's best friend. He didn't have a lot of friends in school, because he caused so much havoc. Zane wasn't ridiculed to his face, it was behind his back. But Zane didn't care. He learned from his mother to not care what othe people think and be care-free. Jamie came from the sixties, so she's also laid back. Zane loves his mother dearly, growing up to be a man version of his mom. School life was rough, considering his ADHD and dyslexia, he couldn't stay still or complete much of his work. He always had bad grades. Zane had a few friends, he liked to argue though. His life was hard, because his mother had very little money. Zane loved her just the same though. When he hit around 6th grade, monsters started to come around. Since he had no weapons whatsoever, he would just run around the town until he had lost the monsters. He was only able to do that because he was a track star. That went on for years until he hit his freshman year in high school. A big monster came along to try and attack him. It was a rather large hellhound. Zane had no idea what to do. No weapon or anything. He decided to run like he usually did, and ran into the forest. He ran out of breath over about a half hour of running. The hellhound was still there. He found a sharp rock on the ground that was shaped like a dagger, he picked it up and stabbed it into the hellhounds foot. The rock turned into a dagger without Zane noticing. Zane attacked again until the hound was dead. He ran home to tell his mother and she explained who he was and begged him to go to camp, where he would be safe. He refused to leave his mother. She sighed and let him stay. After months went by, the monsters grew bigger and more dangerous. They came to his house once and nearly killed his mother. After that horrid expericence, Zane packed up his thing, left a note and ran away to camp. To keep his mother out of harm's way.
Physical Appearance:
Zane is a very laid-back hippie looking person. He always wears a tan hat that is presumebly made of straw. His hair is reddish brown and doesn;t go past his chin. His skin white with light freckles above his cheeks. He stands around 5'8, making him somewhat tall. He has that classic mischevious smile on his face twenty-four seven. He is never seen with shoes on, for he believes shoes are taking over the world.
Personality:
Zane definitely classifies for Hermes. That michevious look about him that some how attracts girls. He is very hippie like and is for the "green earth" campaign. Some people think why he's even a Hermes child when he mostly acts like a Demeter child. He does like to trick other people and deliver bad news. He sometimes steals from the camp store just for fun. Though he is a huge trouble maker, he's very laid-back.
Fatal Flaw:
He tends to steal a lot from the camp store. Can't blame the Hermes child. He tends to judge people on how they look, because he grew up in such a stero-typical place.
Pets:
None.
Talents:
He is talented at the guitar and harmonica. He can run fast for over an half hour without taking a break. He is super sneaky.
Weapons:
He uses a bow and arrow, and celestial bronze sword. He has no idea why he has them, he's a terrible fighter.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-round.
Other:
Portrayed by Christofer Drew

So what is there to shout about?

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I've got the whole world in front of me

Kellin Harris, Son of Harmonia

Name:
Kellin Harris
Age/Birthday:
20/April 24th
Gender:
Male
God Parent:
Harmonia; Goddess of Harmony
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Unknown
Years in Camp:

18
Brief History:
Kellin doesn't have that big of a background. He's been in camp ever since he was taken home from the hospital. When he was old enough and figured out the truth, he didn't want to talk to anyone, feeling unwanted and alone. As he grew, he gave people a chance. He made a lot of friends and became one of the most loved people in camp. They all accepted him, like he was family. At first, this scared him because he didn't have a family. But he learned to grow with it. He loves everyone at camp and welcomes new comers like family. It took him a long time to get claimed, because no one really knew his parent could be. Kellin was about 14 years old when he was claimed. He was walking through the forest, trying to encounter some monsters to train, although he hates fighting. Chiron told him to train to become stronger, in case of battle. He encountered a Hydra. He groaned andgot out his sword and went to got fight it. Unfourtunately, he was quickly knocked out. He woke up a few days later in the infirmary and saw people crowded around him. He looked up and saw a light disappearing. He was claimed as the son of Harmonia.
Physical Appearance:
Kellin is a scrawny looking person. He stands around 5'7 with a little muscle, but not a lot. His hair is black and wavy-ish that doesn't go past his chin. His skin is white a smooth, with baby blue eyes that people compliment him on all the time. He wears a couple bracelets and has a few tattoos. He is never seen with out his favourite hat and his guitar. He loves making music with random people. More on the improv side, although.
Personality:
Kellin is a very fun person. He'll try anything new. He does act like a kid sometimes, but usually that's what people love most about him. He's extremely kind and will have your back for anything and everything. But most of the time, he is drama free because he is so harmonious. He's not big on fighting, but will have to if needed. He is like a big brother to everyone, for how long he's been at camp. He knows just about everyone and how they are. Most people he's met are friends with him, but that also can easily change in Kellin's book.
Fatal Flaw:
Trusts too easily, because he sees the good in everyone, not the bad.
Pets:
None
Talents:
He can sing, play guitar, and make people around him in a great mood.
Weapons:
He keeps a celestial bronze dagger in his belt loop, he'd rather not fight.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other:
Portrayed by Kellin Quinn.

I'm not letting go, there's no way

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Character Songs & Relationships;

Kennedy Sykes - Louder Than Thunder [ The Devil Wears Prada ] ;; Single

Rachel Biersack - Hold On Till May [ Pierce The Veil ] ;; Plotting with Parker

Noelle Liddell - Once Upon a December - ;; Single

Paisley Mallard - Brick By Boring Brick [ Paramore ] ;; Single

Travis Sykes - Chelsea Smile [ Bring Me The Horizon ] ;; In a relationship with Olivia Frost

Zane Davis - Big City Dreams [ Never Shout Never ] ;; Interested in Isabella Rose

Kellin Harris - Lets Cheers To This [ Sleeping With Sirens ] ;; Married to Mia Harris (Baker)

Matthew Barham; Son of Chronos

Name:
Matthew Barham
Age:
19
Gender:
Male
Chronos; God of Time
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
None to be found.
Years in Camp:
Just arrived.
Brief History:
Since the moment he was born and plopped into the streets, he knew he wasn't normal. He always had an orangey-yellow mist appear from his hands every few years or so since he's been born. He lived his life out on the street, getting a steady job and apartment at sixteen years. He had a job at Men's Warehouse, where he could get discounts on the nicest clothes. One day upon returning home, a sudden feeling cam rushing to him, his mind instanty thought of Cam Half Blood. Camp Half Blood? What the- then before he knew it, he was packing up and driving to Camp.
Personality:
Matthew is a very strange person as people seem to deem him. He's very smart and open minded, and can easily trick people with his great persuasion skills. He likes to point out the little things and teach people to use them throughout their lives, to explore the infinite abyss. He also likes to believe he can speak every language known to man; including baby.
Physical Appearance:
Matthew usually wears his dark brown hair combed to one side leaving a little hanging in front of his face. His green eyes go perfectly with his outfit, usually being a nice button up with a tan blazer with a burgundy bow tie. He stands around, maybe a little over six foot. His smile gets very big when extremely happy.
Talents:
He can stop time for only a few seconds, but can do a lot with those few seconds.
Pets:
None
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-round.
Weapons:
He only carries a small dagger at all times.
Other:
Portrayed by Matt Smith

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