It's Gettin' Hot In Here.

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WELCOME MY LOVELIES.
I'm sorry you have to see my children this way. We weren't expecting visitors. Say hello to our guests, would you dears?

"Hi, I'm Brett. Do you like music? I love music."
"Hi, I'm Rose. Nice to meet you."

IT'S A BIT MESSY IN HERE.
I have the worst time finding the children. They're all over the place!

"This guy tried to hit on me at the dance..."

"I almost died once.. I also like to study..."

THEY'RE NOT PLEASENT TO BE AROUND.
My darlings don't get dates often.

"I'm single, who's asking?"
"I'm single but, I don't think I'm interested in a relationship right now..."

THEY'RE VERY BRIGHT CHILDREN.
My children have many different "colors" to them.

"My favorite color is this purple color. I think it's hex code is #6F36EB?"
"I love pastel colors, like #FF6B6B."

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Brett Morgan

Name: Brett Casey Morgan.
Age/Birthday: Brett is fifteen years young. She was born July seventeenth.
Gender: Brett is clearly a girl.
God Parent: Brett is a daughter of Apollo, god of the sun, music, medicine and oracles.
Claimed: Not yet.
Mortal Family: Brett's mother's name is Cheryl Morgan. She has a very good relationship with Brett. Even when she remarried and had Brett's half siblings, she payed most attention to Brett. Brett knew she could always trust her mother. Cheryl remarried when Brett turned eleven. Brett wasn't too excited. She doesn't like her step-father, Carl. He treats her like a child. Brett loves her step-siblings though. Naomi is Brett's 2 year old sister. She's a sweety but, she's mischeivious. Eric is Brett's 6 month old brother. She isn't quite sure how she feels about Eric yet. He's just a baby afterall. Brett used to live in a nice, middle class house with her mother and step=family. She had a good time there but, when it was time to go, she didn't turn back. Brett keeps in contact with her mother still be writing letters.
Years in Camp: Brett has been at camp for a year.
Brief History: Brett walked down the sidewalk. Her headphones were in her ears, and a smiled was plastered on her face. Her favorite song was playing and she was as happy as could be. But, that wasn't going to last very long. Brett's feet moved to the beat of the song. She would stop to dance ever now and again. Her house was coming up. A middle class, white panel, two-story house. She could see her bedroom window from here. Brett made a mental note to keep the curtains shut when she got dressed. Her mother was in the garden, planting tulips. She wore a large straw hat that reminded Brett of Children Of The Corn. She smiled and waved to her mom. Brett had a good relationship with her. Sure, they fought often but, they understood each other. Brett felt something grasp her shoulder. She turned to so her mother's face just inches away from hers. Pulling her earbuds out, she raised her eyebrows at her mother. "Huh?" Her mother smiled and put her hands on her hips. "Can you help me plant the tree, Brett?" She nodded and walked over to the maple tree. Just as Brett went to pick up the tree, she could see something large and black coming down the street. She squinted to get a better look. What the hell is that?... Brett was pulled into their house by her mother. Cheryl knew. She knew about all the monsters. The house was torn apart just then. Brett was thrown against the dining room wall. Everything went black from there, and when she woke up, she was in the living room of the big house. Cheryl gave birth to Brett is a small, local hospital with 6 people in the room. It was a excruciatingly painful experience. Brett was a happy baby. When she came out of her mothers womb, she didn't cry. Brett learned to talk at a young age and was often making fun of her mother. Cheryl took the utmost pride in her daughter. Brett was advanced as a child. She could walk earlier than other babies, talk earlier, and she even danced. Nothing too exciting happened until Brett turned 6. When Brett turned 6, a man showed up at her door. Brett answered the door to a man, around 6 feet tall with a black cowboy hat and a long black leather cloak. He carried a stop-watch in his left hand. His blonde hair went past his shoulders. The man looked down at Brett with a playful smile and check his watch. "You time is coming, youngling..." Brett squinted and stepped back into the house, shutting the door and locking it. "Mommy!" Brett ran around the house in search of her mother. When Cheryl came running from the laundry room, Brett started crying.

Years later, Brett had turned eleven. Cheryl had just met Carl. They'd met at Zellers. Cheryl bumping into Carl's cart. After apologizing for bumping into each other, Carl took a long, hard look at Cheryl. They fell instantly in love. 3 months later, Cheryl and Carl got married. Brett was the flower girl, though her dress was dark purple, and the rest of the wedding was green and white. Carl impregnated Cheryl 2 months later and gave birth to Naomi 9 months later. Brett was extacticed. She loved small children, especially babies. They were so cute and innocent. Brett fell instantly in love with her new baby sister.

1 more year pasted, and Brett was walking home from school. She could see her mother in the garden. When she reached the front yard, Cheryl asked Brett to help her plant the tree she'd bought. Brett nodded and went to pick up the tree, but off in the distance, a huge black ball of fur shook the earth beneath her. Brett was pulled inside the house by her mother. And that day, was her first monster attack. That was also the day, Cheryl told Brett about Camp Half Blood. Brett was taken to camp 2 days later, after saying by to friends and packing her things, she was off to pursue a career in monster fighting.
Physical Appearance: Brett has long, maple brown hair. She wears in down, always. If she's in a good mood, which she often is, she'll brush it and use some hair products to keep it soft and smooth. If she's restless and irritated, her hair will be knotted and matted, looking like a rats nest. Brett takes pride in making herself look presentable. Her hair is always styled. She has light brown highlights and darker brown roots. Her hair falls down to her shoulders. Her eyebrows are a shade darker than her hair.

Brett has chocolate brown eyes. She gets them from her grandfather. If you look deep into Brett's eyes, you'll notice just how much emotion is stored up in there. Her eyes tell her story. If she's happy, her eyes tend to be bigger and brighter. If she's sad, she has bags under her eyes and her whites are slightly bloodshot. Brett is an expert at puppy dog eyes. She could persuade anyone.

Brett is tan skined. Her skin tans easily and is also very smooth. She has a small scar right over the top-right of her lip. It pulls her lip a small bit upward. Brett is 5"8" and lean. She has thin, curved features. Her stomach is nearly flat, her shoulders are broad, and her legs are long and curvy. She weighs 118 pounds. Brett has small feet, being a size 7. She has that, "don't mess with me" look. She likes to show off her clothing and accessories often.

Brett dresses like a mix of alt rock and hipster. She loves bright colored shirts but, always wears black skinny jeans. Her favorite type of shoes are Converse and Vans. Brett wears a lot of stone-washed jeans. She really hates animal print or fur. She finds it tacky and wrong. Brett is picky when it comes to shopping. If she ever went to a large mall, for long hours, she'd probably find 2 things she liked.
Personality: Brett is a rather entertaining girl. She has an up-beating attitude and a hilarious sense of humor. A major trait of Brett's is impatience. She get's so irritated when things take a long time. While her mother was driving her to camp, it took 4 hours. Brett grew very impatient and started to get very moody. She started to insult her mothers driving and other things.

Brett is bold and brave. She stands up for herself, and doesn't let anyone talk her down. Her confidence also helps with this. Brett would risk her life, to accomplish something for the gods. She Her bold attitude often gets her in trouble, doing chores around camp. She is is brave to the extent of sacfricing herself for a good, and worthy reason.

Brett is a dreamer. She has high hopes and big dreams. She has ambitions that are just not going to happen. Like, her having a good relationship with her father. Brett is funny and has an amazing sense of humor. She will crack a joke at the darkest of times and often, people show the slightest smile. Brett is inappropriate. She often says the wrong thing at the wrong time.

Brett is gullible. She will believe whatever someone says. Brett thinks every single word that comes out of someones mouth is true. She couldn't bare the thought of someone she trusts lying to her. Brett herself, is honest. She cannot tell a lie. Brett is also intelligent. Though her gullibility makes her seem quite ingenius, she is an advanced studant. She was on the honor roll before leaving for camp.
Fatal Flaw: Brett can be a little insensitive and bold, which could lead to her death if she isn't careful.
Pets:
Talents: Brett can play an assortment of instruments: Guitar, Piano, Flute, and Drums.
Weapons: Brett has a small crossbow(like Annabeth's in the movie) that she uses. It's good for being sneaky and its light weight.
Year-Round or Summer: She is a year-round camper.
Other: Her theme song is Pon De Replay by Rihanna

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Rose Percival

Name: Rose Estella Percival.
Age/Birthday: Rose is thirteen. She was born on April fourth.
Gender: Rose is a female, lady, girl...person.
God Parent: Athena, Goddess of Wisdom and Battle Stradegy.
Claimed: Yes, only days ago though.
Mortal Family: Rose's father's name was Hamish. He was a very intelligent man. Hamish taught the science of atoms and very rarely, he taught his college students about the universe. Hamish was a loving, caring father to Rose. He worked long hours, ending at 7pm but, starting at 6am. Rose loved her father. Her nanny, Julia Rocco, a Mexican women in late thirties, was always there for Rose. She was like a mother. Rose was disgusted when her father brought home a trashy women name Scarlett. Scarlett was only with Hamish for his money. He could afford to buy her whatever she wanted. Late on a Saturday night, Scarlett and Hamish were having a fight. It was over some stupid thing that Hamish wouldn't buy Scarlett. Scarlett's solution: Push Hamish down the winding staircase. Hamish's neck snapped and he died half-way down the staircase. Rose put together her father's service with the help of Julia. That was the last time Rose was home. She'd packed her bags and moved to Julia's. That was the plan, Hamish had put it in his will. Julia brought Rose to camp half blood after a year of schooling.
Years in Camp: Rose has been at camp for around a week. She was claimed two days ago.
Brief History: The Manticore was right on her tail. Rose was panting, she was so close to hyperventilating, she was going to pass out. Her blonde hair whipped around behind her head, it slapped her face occasionally. Her feet moved without thought and her every couple seconds, her head turned to look at the beast pursuing her. Rose couldn't comprehend what was happening. All she knew was that she was going to die if she didn't run faster. Her house was still a block away and Rose was close to passing out. Her feet ached, along with her legs. She had a stitch in her side, causing her pain as she ran for her life. Rose rounded a corner, and dove down an alley way. She landed on her knee, gaining a cut before scrambling to her feet and dashing down the dark space. The Manticore growled behind her. Rose shrieked and ran faster, her feet barely touched the ground. As the monster grew closer, all Rose could think was, it's over. Just give up now. She kept running though. Her house was only a few minutes away. She could make it. Rose threw garbage cans, cardboard boxes, pushed carts. Anything to slow the blood-thirsty mammal down. Rose threw herself at a wood door. It opened slightly. Her feet moved so quickly it seemed almost impossible. Rose fell to the floor in the warehouse she'd knocked the in on. Tears were streaming down her beat red face, her breathing was unstable and she just wanted to lay there, and wait for Mr.Manticore to find her. But, she wasn't one to give up. Rose picked herself up and ran across the warehouse, she kicked a window and jumped through, making sure not to cut herself on the rigid glass. The Manticore stormed right past to broken warehouse door. Rose ran the opposite way of Manticore, which happened to be a catwalk to her subdivision. She dashed through the catwalk and ran down the middle of the street, screaming words of madness. Her hair was soaked with sweat along with her clothes. Her house was just another catwalk away. She could make it. Rose ran down the catwalk onto her street. She had a minute before the Manticore found her. She could make it. Julia, her legal guardian, stood on the porch, spraying spider-ban onto the walls. Rose screamed. It burned her raw throat as her feet finally touched green grass. The Manticore broke through the catwalk, getting caught in the green fence. Rose ran into the foyer just as Julia was thrown through the window. Athena gave birth to Rose through her mind. She left Rose on Hamish's doorstep in a wicker basket with plush blankets. Hamish found Rose the next morning while going to find the Sunday paper. Rose had been wailing and crying. Hamish and Rose got along pretty well when she was younger. She was very grateful of everything her father did for her. Hamish had to quit his work at the university he was working at to care for Rose. A month later, Hamish hired Julia and went back to work. Julia took great care of Rose. That's how her relationship with Julia started.

When Rose turn ten, her father brought home a women. A homewrecker, a trashy women who was just in it for the money. Her name was Scarlett. Hamish was brainwashed by her beauty. He couldn't even begin to see her dark side. But Rose knew. She knew what this type of women was about. Julia saw it too. Hamish was Scarlett's play toy. She could boss him aaround and tell him what to do and he would listen. Hamish would take her unacceptable beheavior and twist it into something he thought was love.

Late one Saturday night, Scarlett and Hamish were having a fight. Just words mostly, though she'd slapped him once. Julia had sent Rose to her room, and told her to cover her ears. Julia tried to calm down the couple but nothing could help them now. Scarlett sighed angrily and slapped Hamish across the face before pushing him. Hamish stumbled, mumbling things like "whoa...whoawhoawhoa..." Julia covered her eyes as she heard the first thump. Scarlett smiled devilishly. Rose could hear thump after thump as her father approached his death. Finally, came a blood curdling snap and they knew he was dead. Scarlett ran into their bedroom, packed her bag, which consisted of designer penicl skirts and blouses, and all of Hamish's Rolex watches. Rose was sobbing while sitting on her fuzzy purple comforter. Julia, starred in horror at the stomach churning site of her boss dead at the bottom of the hardwood, spiral stairs.

After Hamish's funeral, his will was discussed. Julia had full custoday of Rose and Scarlett got 300,000 dollars and his car. Julia and Rose also got the house and the rest of the money. Julia moved her things into Hamish's old bedroom. She got a job as a Morgage Broker and made enough money to support Rose and herself. Rose was switched out of private school to a Catholic school near her house. Scarlett went off to go back to the street corner where Hamish had found her. And everything was good, for a littel while.

A year passed and everything was swell. But, this particular day, Rose wasn't too excited to leave school. She'd been watching the Manticore pace outside the classroom window, licking its chops and narrowing it's eyes are her all through last period. Rose made her way home by running from the evil beast. Finally, reaching her house, she threw herself through the door just as Julia was thrown through the huge glass window. Her body landed on the dining table. Rose ran over to her and pulled her away from the mess. The Manticore growled and sniffed around. Rose was sobbing uncontrolablly while Julia dragged her towards the garage door. She clicked the button to open the huge door to the driveway and they both hopped into the black Charger. With Julia speeding down the road, they made a quick getaway from the pursuing beast. Julia dropped Rose off at camp, only to be killed seconds later.
Physical Appearance: Rose has long, almost to her lower back, blonde hair. It's sandy colored. She wears it down, brushing it regularly. She has no bangs. Her hair is slightly wavy. When she gets mad, Rose will rip chunks of hair out of her head. When she's in a good mood, she will absentmindly twirl a piece around her fingers. It's mostly because of her ADHD. She has a bad habit of biting her hair when she's nervous.

Rose's eyes are a very dark, stormy grey. They almost look black. Her emotions show through like her eyes are clear. Rose hates make up, so no mascara or eyeliner for her. Occasionally, she'll where a bit of light pink or nature brown colored eyeshadow. But, it's always a thin layer. Her eyes are positioned an inch and a half apart, being normal for a girl her age. Her pupil's have always been bigger than others. Since her eyes are so dark, they stand out against her light hair and pale skin.

She has a heart-shaped face. Her forehead is broad and a tad bit larger than average. Her skin is pale but, not ghostly. She has defined cheekbones. Her cheeks are often a rosey red, just normally. She stands at a steady height of 5"2". Her weight matches, being 121lbs. Rose likes to wear blouses and shorts. She likes skirts and and dresses, just doesn't wear them as often.
Personality: Rose can be possessive and greedy of the people she loves. She get's jealous very quickly. When her father remarried to Scarlett, and she lost his attention completely, she felt like killing Scarlett. She's very prideful and often believes she can do anything. She's independent and prefere's not to rely on anyone but herself. Her temper is short. If you rub her the wrong way, you're automatically on her dislikes list.

Rose is harsh and judgemental upon first meetings. After winning her approval, she is loyal to you. She is very strong, and equally stubborn. Rose has a strong belief in the gods and goddesses. She has never doubt them, and never will. Rose is a genius. She was a honor student at her private school. Upon switching schools, after her first semester in her new school, she was on the honor roll. She loves to lecture people. It makes her happy to see the look of annoyance on their faces as she babies them.

A nice big trait of Rose's is wittiness. She loves teasing her close friends. It makes her so happy to annoy them. She has the best one liners. Rose is clever. She is often coming up with plans while on quests so, another trait would be strategic.
Fatal Flaw: Rose's fatal flaw is Pride. She thinks she can do everything better than anyone. Get her father back, kill Scarlett. Anything.
Pets:
Talents: She is capable of hand-to-hand combat. She uses an assortment of weapons. From a dagger, to a spear. She has her mother's wisdom and is very intelligent and sophisticated. She is knowledgeable in the Greek gods and creatures, which is very useful in journeys and battles. She is a master strategist (like her mother, Athena). She is a capable hand-to-hand combatant and is skilled with a sword, knife and bow. She has a photographic memory and always remembers everything she sees and hears. Rose's brain is "hard-wired" for divine Ancient Greek instead of mortal languages. Rose's supernatural alertness and keen senses keep her ready for, and alive, in battle.
Weapons: Under Rose's bunk, lay a duffel bag. It's long, orange, and says Hermes Express. She has two long sword, a spear, 3 daggers. One dagger has a lightning sort of look to the blade. She has a small crossbow, a bow and an assortment of different arrows. Some people have nicknamed Rose "The Assassin."
Year-Round or Summer: She would be a summer camper, if a Manticore hadn't killed Julia upon arriving at camp.
Other: Her theme song is The Middle by Jimmy Eat World.

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Briar St.Thomas

Name: Briar Rose St.Thomas
Age: Briar is ten. Her plant was planted on May second.
Gender: Briar is a female Nymph
Years at Camp: Briar has been at camp since birth, or whatever you want to call it for Nymphs.
Brief History:
Dwelling: The Briar Rose plant. It is a deciduous shrub normally ranging in height from 1–5 m, though sometimes it can scramble higher into the crowns of taller trees. Its stems are covered with small, sharp, hooked prickles, which aid it in climbing. The leaves are pinnate, with 5-7 leaflets. The flowers are usually pale pink, but can vary between a deep pink and white. They are 4–6 cm diameter with five petals, and mature into an oval 1.5–2 cm red-orange fruit, or hip.
Physical appearance: Briar looks natural. As a nature spirit should. Her long brown hair has never been dyed. She takes great care of her hair. It's brushed often. Her hair is dark, dirt brown. She has a bit of a copper color in there as well. Briar's eyebrows are slightly darker than her hair. They have a bit of bush nearing her nose but, as they fade, approaching her temples, they get thin, almost invisible.

Briar's eyes are dark brown. Her eyes are small and slightly slanted. She's too young to wear make-up, therefore, she doesn't. Briar's eyes have an innocent look to them. With her sassy attitude, it almost evens it out. Her skin is pale, almost ghostly. She stands at 4"5" and weighs 76 pounds. Briar is of average weight and height for a ten year old girl. She has a small birth mark on her collar bone. It looks a bit like a butterfly. She adores her birthmark.

Briar has dresses in pink. All pink. Nothing but pink. Her favorite outfit is a dress with Briar Roses all over it, with pink TOMS, and a Briar Rose jaw-string bag.
Personality:
Talents:
Weapons:
Other:

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Niamh Desmond

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canon (if any)

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Stuffs will go here (:

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WHO'S WHO

Brett Morgan:

Cheryl Morgan:

Carl:

Naomi:

Eric:

Rose Percival:

Hamish Percival:

Scarlett:

Julia:

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Rose Percival is complete and ready for criticizmentness xD

Subject: Re: It's Gettin' Hot In Here. Sat Aug 25, 2012 7:23 pm

* accepted!
-----------yay! I like your charries yo~

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Ha, thank you xD

Subject: Re: It's Gettin' Hot In Here. Sun Aug 26, 2012 4:11 am

OMG! Sorry if this is clutter, and I'll ask someone to delete if you like, but I have to say YOU USED GILES AS A DAD XD Antony Stewart Head, played Rupert Giles in Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and King Uther Pendragon in Merlin most recently.
Course, I love him for the Buffy role he played but still. YOU USED GILES XD OMG! I SAW HIM, AND I SCREAMED A LITTLE BIT XD
Okay, that is all XD
Love your characters Especially the one who isn't really a character who is Giles

~Vina. Please do just ask to have this deleted if you want, and if you don't want to bother, I will if it makes it easier XD

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I watch buffy. Thats why Rose's dad is Anthony Head xD

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