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| anna meira sanzenin she is the darer who am I in the surface Name: Anna Meira Sanzenin
Nickname: Anna (formerly Meira)
Age/Birthday: 16, June 12
Gender: Female
Pets: Meira doesn't keep any animal with her. Her thorns were practically her pets, if you could count that.
Talents: Meira excelled in farming. She's very quick on planting on the field. who am I in camp Years in Camp: Three (skipped two years)
Claimed: Yes
Year-Round: No. Meira loved Paul so much she'd not going to leave him.
Weapons: Meira, aside from the simple dagger her deceased satyr gave her, also kept a celestial bronze sword with a blade dipped in scorpion's venom. The venom will cause blurred vision and nausea to all those unfortunate enough to encounter it. In a large enough dose, it can be fatal, but that would require plenty of cutting or a few good stabs. The longer the battle goes on, the worse the symptoms of the infected get. She got this during the last war with Kronos, while fighting a giant scorpion. Spoils of war, you could say. who belongs to my life God Parent: Demeter, goddess of harvest
Mortal Family: John Paul Sanzenin, farmer (alive); Paul met Demeter at the middle of his yet most alarming dilemma: drought. He was plowing at his small field, and pitifully checked the irrigation system for any water. Demeter, seeing this, took pity of him and helped him down. With Demeter, disguising as a beautiful maiden, Paul survived the drought, and together, they fell in love. Two years later, Paul had a child with Demeter. He decided to name the girl Anna Meira, and smiled winningly at the goddess. Demeter just smiled, touched his cheek, and then left. She never came back. who am I deeper down Brief History: Meira's mortal life is not so exciting. Born originally at Kansas, USA, her family moved on to Japan when she was three. She's with her father, John Paul Sanzenin, and her adopted cousin, Meiko Frontier. Meira grew up as a Japanese, but she was treated like an outcast. Most Japanese was black-haired, and Meira got a blond one, as she was a pure American.
Her family went back to America when Meira was twelve. In an exclusive Middle School in California, a stayr found her.
Meira's travel to camp Half-Blood goes bloody. She'd been poisoned by an arrow, with it's tip poisoned. She'd almost died, but her satyr healed her, making the poor satyr weak. Yet, they had been chased by a mob of hell hounds and the satyr sacrificed himself for Meira to arrive in bliss at camp. But, as the satyr died, the monsters are still alive, so Meira suddenly grew thorn plants immediately and killed the monsters.
Meira had been claimed by Demeter, goddess of agriculture, the moment she arrived in the Big House, exhausted. She transferred to Cabin 4 the next day.
But Meira only stayed at camp for one year, then skipped it for two years or so. She wandered off, for Luke Castellan persuades her. She almost fell to the Titan army, if not for her mother, Demeter, speaking in her mind. She returned to camp quietly, unnoticed.
In her 3rd year to camp, she escorted her cousin, Meiko Frontier, to camp. They had been chased by a hideous, cursed fox. Meira told Meiko to go on, and she faced the cursed fox all by herself. She survived, but her sister is lost in camp. Meira doesn't know where she is.
Physical Appearance: Meira had eyes the color of a wheat plant, with blond hair. Medium-build, Meira is gorgeous, with a lot of Aphrodite boys getting a crush on her. She had fair skin, despite her time bhind the plow. She liked to wear long, billowy skirts that is blown by the wind. She liked wearing jeans and light jackets atop the orange Camp Half Blood. She was quiet picky with her outfit, but she doesn't like it too decorated.
Personality: Meira is a soft-spoken girl, but an outgoing one. She really loved farming, as she was the daughter of Demeter. Oh yes, Meira is soft-spoken, but is really brave and persistent. That persistence always got her in trouble, like, she knew she had no chance, but she's still going to fight. Typical Demeter child. If someone or something pissed her, she's going to grow thorn plants, and shoot thorns to him/her. She's also moody, and cringe away from love talks. That made her totally odd.
Fatal Flaw: Persistence. Meira, as long as she doesn't get what she want, will continue to pursue it. She doesn't give up easily. Her persistence will lead to her downfall. posting code - Code:
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| collin anya ringlet he is the sensitive who am I in the surface Name: Collin Anya Ringlet
Nickname: Collin
Age/Birthday: 16, September 3
Gender: Male
Pets: Collin kept no pets.
Talents: Collin had a little talent of influencing people's emotions (minimum, and only applicable to one person at a time). But he rarely showed this, since this was the cause of his mother's death and at the same time it requires extreme attention. But at the time, it was very effective. Collin can only manipulate one emotion at the time--anger, sadness, guilt--and he can make that certain emotion flare and become madness. who am I in camp Years in Camp: This is his fifth year on camp.
Claimed: Yes. It happened the moment he walked into the Big House, bruised up and Dionysus saw him.
Year-Round: Yes. Collin have no home to go back. He had no intention going back to his relatives. Camp is pretty much his home.
Weapons: Collin kept a leather whip, with a leaf as the tip tinged with celestial bronze, named 'Collision'. who belongs to my life God Parent: Dionysus, god of wine, parties and madness
Mortal Family: Madison Ringlet, mother (deceased); Madison met the god of wine when she was in the verge of climax on her little winery. Since then, Dionysus had been constantly with Madison for a year. Then, Madison brought forth a child, and Dionysus blessed the kid himself. Everything was fine, until Dionysus said that he had to leave. Leave, and be gone forever. Madison was depressed, and all along put her attention to her winery, not even paying attention to Collin, their child. who am I deeper down Brief History: Collin's mortal life is chaotic. For one, her mother, Madison, is the owner of the famous winery store in South America, and was so busy she'd almost forgotten Collin. But that was before. Madison died gutting her throat and thrusting the knife in her heart after the 6-year-old Collin's revelation: that he was angry and resentful to Madison of what she had treated him. Collin was declared innocent, but deep down, he knew he held responsible for his mother's death.
From there on, Collin was passed on uncle to uncle, aunt to aunt, and never had a permanent home for five years. One reason is Collin's attitude. Whoever get him cannot put up with him for long. Finally, Collin ran away to the world of monsters.
A nun found him in the streets after seven months of nightmarish fending off of monsters. The nun took him into an adoption house and sent him to school. At the end of June, a satyr found him and took him to Camp Half-Blood. Before they leave, Collin said goodbye to the faithful nun, ho turned out to be descended from Hypnos, and knew that Collin was a Half-Blood.
From there, Collin became a year-rounder. Right there at the moment they arrived at the Big House, Dionysus instantly claimed Collin as his son. Collin was overjoyed, but also a little resentful. Finally he just shrugged it off. Dionysus gave him a leather whip for a weapon.
Since then, Collin lived his life to the fullest. But even in all those years, he never drank. He made many friends, and he was happy. Happy, especially when he was elected as Cabin Leader of his cabin, Dionysus's cabin.
Physical Appearance: Collin had the same features of all Dionysus's kinds: black hair and lazy expression, bloodshot eyes. He wore his hair long, always putting it to one side, emo-style, and it almost covered his left eye. His eyes were bloodshot, naturally and emphasized by those non-sleeping seven months of his life. Collin wore his jittery expression most of the time when he wasn't wearing his sleepy look. His skin was in the midst of pale and tan, and he was short for his age.
Personality: Collin is a mood-shifter, from serious into joking to sad ones. You just can't know what his mood is. Collin is also carefree and bubbly. He liked to meet new persons and friends, and won't hesitate to say "Hi" to a person he doesn't know for the lifetime. When you struck a conversation with him, he's going to ask you a question every time it's his tun to speak. Collin is sympathetic to the extent it's annoying.
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Being emotional. Too emotional to the extent that he lets his feelings came over his mind. With this, he tends to make wrong decisions. posting code - Code:
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| | Subject: Re: clicky here [FudgeeBear's] Sat Mar 09, 2013 5:24 am | |
| shirley acodeva scarlet she is the loyal who am I in the surface Name: Shirley Acodeva-Scarlet [pronounced "sheer-lih ah-koh-deh-vah"]
Nickname: Shirl
Age/Birthday: 17, November 30
Gender: Female
Pets: Shirley do not keep a pet.
Talents: Shirley can cast a spell on her feet, momentarily gaining incredible speed that leaves an after image. This is just a variation of what her real talent is--casting small spells on her feet that also gains speed to match her short height. who am I in camp Years in Camp: This is her fourth year at camp.
Claimed: Yes. Hecate claimed her the next day after she arrived at camp.
Year-Round: Yes. The orphanage she used to live on was destroyed. She had no family that she knew of.
Weapons: Shirley wields a large, bronze sword, identical to that of the anime Claymore. It compacted into a small, intricately carved locket. who belongs to my life God Parent: Hecate, goddess of magic and witchcraft
Mortal Family: Herald Scarlet, father (deceased); This man met Hecate while in the verge of his first son dying. Hecate had told him she could save his son, and Herald agreed. But it turned out that Herald misunderstood. His son died, but in turn Hecate bore him another child--a daughter. She also gave him a locket that was magic it can turn to a weapon it first thought of, and the fact that she was goddess. Hecate also told him that Shirley was a demigod, that she was special. Herald was horrified, and as soon as Hecate left him, the blond psychiatrist held Shirley to his chest... and carried her toward an orphanage. He never contacted her until his daughter was thirteen. Then he left after the brief contact. Shortly after, he was mauled by a cyclope. who am I deeper down Brief History: Shirley had her mind on the Holy City Orphanage, just in the outskirts of Los Angeles, California. She grew up as an orphan, but then, this doesn't stop her from being contented with her life. Shirley had only one close friend--another orphan girl named Frances. They both share the likes of anime, the Japan-made animations. They were both often seen in the mess hall of the Orphanage, talking about animes that others cannot relate about.
They stayed until Shirley was twelve.
When Shirley was thirteen, Frances was claimed back of her parents, much to Shirley's tears. Until then, she was alone on the Orphanage. Her depression rages on when monsters started attacking the building. Once a lone cyclopes with once red eye started to rampage the place. Shirley ran out, and because of her demigod skills, was able to run away safely and even wound the cyclopes that made it leave the Orphanage.
Shirley burst in tears. First, she lost her best friend, then now, she lost her home.
That was when a strange man in black suit comforted Shirley. He gave her a locket, and told her to think of a weapon she really wanted. Immediately, Shirley thought of the sword Claymore, from the anime in its name. The strange man smiled, and gave the locket to Shirley and told her to always wear it around her neck. Then he gave her the instructions--go west to a place Camp Half-Blood. He gave her a bag, with money and clothes. Shirley just stared at him. The strange man smiled, and told her to trust him. He touched Shirley's small and scared face, and with his touch and his voice, Shirley felt comfort.
But before Shirley can even think what that meant, that feeling of... love, the strange man in black left with one wave. Immediately, he seemed to dissolve into darkness, though Shirley knew he does not. There was a strange noise. Shirley knew it. It was the monster with the red eye. There was another shriek, a voice of agony.
Then out that place Shirley ran, afraid once more. Unknown to her, the agonized voice was that of the strange man in black. It was her father, Herald Scarlet, mauled by a cyclops right in Shirley's sight, only cloaked by unnerving darkness.
On her way to camp, she faced many struggles. Hell hounds attacked her, demonic animals attacked her, but Shirley beat them all with her new sword, Claymore. But what kept her going was the strange man. Who was he? Shirley promised she would find him, after she'd arrived at that place he told her to go--Camp Half Blood.
The final challenge aroused when she was at the Camp Border. Shirley was in bad health when an huge dog with red eyes tried to kill her.
She wielded her sword, Claymore, and feverishly slashed at the monster. She coughed blood, then was knocked out unconscious. Right there she remembered the man in black, wanting his touch that she was sure would let her out of this pain.
The next thing Shirley knew was she was in the infirmary. Nothing to go to, Shirley stayed year-round. She made new friends, like of Frances.
But she always remembered the man in black, his touch and his voice that filled her with the unknown feeling. Shirley was filled with sadness when she thought of him. She remembered her promise, remembered it clearly. She would search for the strange man, not knowing she would never find him.
Physical Appearance: Shirley shares the same appearance as Herald. She wore her brown hair long and wavy. Her face was a small face of a small girl the height of 5'6. Her eyes were the color of green, and mossy shallow sea. Shirley's frame was small, too. But despite of this, Shirley was cute. She gains speed easily because of her light weight. Shirley wore her traditional smirk, and was always holding a bottle--empty or not. Although she was small, Shirley had strong arms. She can carry her bronze sword easily and can even slash with it with normal speed as carrying a 3-foot long bronze sword. On her clothing, well, she liked to shirts and jeans. Preferably not the camp T-shirt.
Personality: Shirley, in the surface, was very talkative. When she met someone, she's going to supply the conversation well enough, only needing a little ahhhs and mmms from the listener. She never ran out of things to say, and these things were mostly anime. Shirley knew she might be boring her listener, but she didn't mind. She'd smile, and then would say good bye when she noticed her listener frowning.
But on the deepness of her heart, you can say that Shirley is a loyal girl. This is evident with her desire to search for the man in black (although she'll never would). Once you proved a friend to her, she would be very loyal to you, keeping your secrets in her mind, not forgetting it.
Shirley was also stubborn. Very stubborn to the extent that she's going to fight even though she knew she was wrong. When this happens, Shirley would start diverting the argument into another subject, and then start an entirely new argument. This only sound to her defeat twice, and more humiliation. This also caused her some enemies. But it just happened that the words give up were part of her vocabulary.
But Shirley also shares a deep kind of sadness. Longing, almost. But she rarely showed this. She wants to be happy with her life. She wasn't going to dwell with it. However, if a thing struck with Shirley and caused her depression, Shirley would sulk in a corner for days, not talking to anyone. That rarely happened, but it does haunt Shirley.
Fatal Flaw: Shirley's fatal flaw was her dedication to pursue a promise. She'll go into lengths and walk into obvious dangers just to keep her promise. This is good, but once overboard, it will be very bad for Shirley. posting code - Code:
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| | Subject: Re: clicky here [FudgeeBear's] Wed Mar 27, 2013 8:04 am | |
| mari daryl willow she is the shallow who am I in the surface Name: Mari Daryl Willow
Nickname: Daryl
Age/Birthday: 18, December 30
Gender: Female
Pets: Daryl kept a fluffy, brown-and-white puppy, which she named Euphie.
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Talents: Daryl had minimal control over her outfit. She can change her stilletos to high heels in an instant, of blush-on her cheeks in a second, simple things like that. This talent also applies on other person. In panicky times, Daryl can also made handcuffs appear on the person, and sometimes chains. If she was lucky, Daryl can even made a celestial bronze chain through her mind. That rarely happens, but, once it did, it would magically fit the bearer. Always perfection, even in prison. who am I in camp Years in Camp: This year is Daryl's eight year in camp
Claimed: Yes. Daryl was claimed by Aphrodite a week later at the sing-along. She was blessed with her tattered dress in that dreaded beauty contest, and that made Daryl puff in pride.
Year-Round: No. Lewis is now aware that Daryl is a demigod, and has enough protection in his care. Also, Daryl loved him and wasn't about to leave him alone.
Weapons: Daryl is no fan of weapons. However, she found one that matches her neat-freak style. She kept two bronze bracelets painted red. When activated, each bracelet would spout three, gleaming bronze claws much like that of a cat, tinted blood-red. who belongs to my life God Parent: Aphrodite, goddess of love and lady of the doves
Mortal Family: Lewis Willow, father (alive); Lewis met the goddess of love after he designed his yet most successful dress design. He'd just published it out, and was ready to find a model for it. Aphrodite, being astounded and perfectly amazed at Lewis' design, decided to post as a human lady and disguised herself as Daryl Franceska. Lewis' eyes bulged as he saw the lady, and made her his model for his design. Since then, Lewis got the eye of Aphrodite. In three years span, the goddess bore him a child. With that, she left and never came back. Lewis was, of course, was broken. He loved the goddess, but decided to turn it to their child--Mari Daryl. who am I deeper down Brief History: Daryl lived a pretty dainty life before Camp Half Blood. Her father was a designer famously called for a screen name Lewis Darlington. Because a designer, Daryl grew fashion freak. Since she was a child, Daryl wore glamour dresses, matching jewelries all the while. Of that, Daryl was totally contented with her life.
The moment Daryl turned 12, many boys at her age and even of older ages fell in deep admiration to her--her beauty shone with a kind of pride. She grew so fashion freak and she honored perfection.
On her closet the moment Daryl turned 15 was full of flowing gowns and jewelries of high prices. She had one whole cabinet of assorted make ups. She had kits of contact lenses all strewn out on her room. She had a bunch of hair blowers and curlers around. She had different brands of hair and skin products, body scrubs, and blush-on. In spite of that, Daryl's room wasn't messy. She had all of these stuck into neat boxes. It was all a girly girl would dream of, and for Daryl was heaven.
She goes to a prestigious school at Manhattan. There she made a lot of friends, and enemies too. Most of these were enemies, since Daryl was high most of the time. With all of the whispers swirling around the school--positive or negative--Daryl lived through all of that in perfect bliss.
As Daryl's life was close to her 'perfect' scenario, everything went wrong.
When Daryl was preparing for her next beauty contest, Lilian, one of her bitterest enemies sabotaged her dress. Daryl's flowing, cream and pink dress, skillfully and intricately stitched design went haywire--to more fairer terms, the dress' long skirt were cut in half, shredded and hanging in tatters. Daryl cried in anguish, not bearing the awful timing. Not being able to buy a new dress for her as she was stubborn enough to want her original dress, Daryl ran outside in tears.
That's when a griffin attacked her. Daryl screamed and swatted the bird away with just her arms. She ran away, her sleeves in shreds and her arms bleeding. She stumbled in the road. Luckily, her father was there. With a surge of hope, Daryl climbed inside the car. They sped away. But that wasn't the end, though. The griffin continued to pursue them. It crashed the car's window glasses. Daryl felt like this was the end. While Daryl cowered in the seat, the griffin just screamed defiantly before falling in the street as particles of sand. A lone arrow was in the place--an arrow of a hunter of Artemis. Daryl didn't know this.
Since that moment, Daryl lived in fear. Not long, a satyr found her and bring her with him at camp. She sent a letter to her father, saying:
Pa,
I've gone at a camp. Don't worry about me. I'm safe. I love you. Don't contact me. I'll come, soon at summers. I'll tell you when I get back there.
Daryl
She lived in camp in bliss. She also went off at summers, only to visit Lewis, who knew now that his daughter was a demigod, and the original Daryl Franceska, the girl he loved, was a goddess. With a heavy heart, he let Daryl live at camp at summers and winters.
Physical Appearance: Daryl have a curly, blond hair, always tied with a bow or a headband. It dangled past her shoulders in elegant curls, as she always cared it with a curler. Typical Daryl. Her high cheeks were always tainted with blush-ons, and her lips were glossy red and was always ready to smirk. Daryl stood on at 5'6, perfectly average, she'd say. She still have the right to wear high heels, and it would seem right. Her eyes were the color of the sky. But Daryl liked to hide these as she liked wearing red contact lenses, making her eyes strange violet. Arched eyebrows gave her a snabbish first impression. Daryl's lashes were naturally long and curvy. Strangely, Daryl did not keep bangs. Bangs irritated her for some reason she can't consciously think of. She wore headband to keep her bangs away from her face, which she'd say that covers her beauty. On her clothing, Daryl did not wore the orange Camp T-shirt. She did wore one, though, but designed by her father as well--a pink T-shirt, with Camp Half-Blood sketched on like weaving, sparkled with shiny beads that twinkles in the light of the sun. The pegasus, the trademark of Camp Half Blood was put almost transparent in the background, but still fitting the design. That's Lewis Willow for you.
Personality: Daryl lives as a typical daughter of Aphrodite. She is shallow. Not shallow shallow, not really. She is shallow that once you'd got her dress dirty, she's going to complain like you'd just claimed her boyfriend. That shallow, not the shallow that she's going to laugh or cry for just a little thing. Daryl is completely not like that.
Daryl is also whiny, although that's not surprising. In the daily activities of camp, Daryl will complain about her nails getting scrapped, or her high heels breaking up. Even in simple errands put to her, Daryl is going to complain. It will take reasoning just to convince her. Even when she did, She will pout. Typical Daryl.
She loves loyally. Yeah, that's surprising. The best example would be her father, Lewis. The reason why Daryl did not live year-round on camp was her love to her father. She knew she wouldn't be safe outside camp's magical borders, but still, she chose to live in Lewis' mansion.
She is a flirt. Oh, surprising, but Daryl is a complete flirt. You get the idea. Once she'd seen a handsome boy, she'd bat her eyes and licked her lips and would call the boy. When he did not turn, Daryl would go to him anyway, and start asking. She'd flip her hair nonchalantly and will hold the boy's hand in hers. Once she got the boy's attention to her, she would start pointing out his flaws. After the boy was pissed, Daryl will laugh and say goodbye. That's Daryl for you.
She is loves to speak words of encouragement. This only happens when a person tells his problem to her. Daryl will think hard for words of encouragement and will speak brightly to lighten the person's mood and cheer him up. Her violet eyes would sparkle, and she'll even do favors just for that person to ease up and solve his problem. That happened rarely. Very little people speak with Daryl like this. She puts up some snabbish first impression, you see, with the way her eyebrows weer arched high.
Fatal Flaw: Daryl's fatal flaw was her being whiny. She would whine at almost anything she did not find great, of simply okay. This will one day lead to her downfall, as you need to accept life as what it is--especially being a demigod. posting code - Code:
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| matthew rowen deitch he is the cold who am I in the surface Name: Matthew Rowen Deitch
Nickname: Matthew, Matt
Age/Birthday: 17, April 25
Gender: Male
Pets: Matthew had no pets.
Talents: Matthew is able to put people sleep with just thrusting out his hand, or flicking it. This also applies to monsters. He can also do it in a mob of people, but it left him exhausted. The best he can do in a fight is to make people just feel sleepy, and he'll shoot them.
Matthew can also manipulate other people's dreams. He can turn nightmares into plesant dreams. He smiled often when he did this. who am I in camp Years in Camp: Matthew had stayed at camp for three years.
Claimed: Yes, Matthew is claimed on his second year at camp.
Year-Round: Yes. Matthew have no one else to go.
Weapons: Matthew kept a bow for shooting arrows that turns into a diamond encrusted ring. The quiver for his arrows (including the arrows themselves) turns into a ruby ring. He always wore these rings, both for protection and accessory. who belongs to my life God Parent: Morpheus, god of sleep and dreams
Mortal Family: Hannah Deitch, mother (deceased); Hannah is a philosopher of modern times, and is a researcher, too. She overworked herself, though, and that left her ill. The doctor that tended her was the god Morpheus, disguised as Ivan Venmer, a Russian psychiatrist. He blessed Hannah sleep, and because of this, fell inlove with her, too. After a year, Hannah was completely treated and healthy. At the same time, she bore a child with Ivan--Matthew. But just a month after April the year Matthew was born, Morpheus left the two. This caused Hannah deppression, and began drowning that sadness in work. Soon, when Matthew was 5, she died of deppression.
Jonathan Garrison, uncle (alive); After Hannah died, Matthew was left at the hands of Jonathan Garrison, the president of a famous fishing company. He was violent to Matthew, and often treated him as a slave, spanking him with a whip. However, as Matthew grew up, he learned how to fight his uncle. Because of this, Jonathan kicked Matthew out of his mansion when Matthew was 12. who am I deeper down Brief History: Matthew had always been alone since he was a child. Hannah had always been out for work, and when she finally came home, she bear illness. She was never able to take care of Matthew. Matthew blinked back his tears when her mother died. Life sucked for him in those days when his mother was alive. It sucked even more when he was turned over to Jonathan, his uncle.
Jonathan gave Matthew a beating with a whip every mistake he did. In his room in the basement, all he could do was to cry. Jonathan gave Matthew education, with him was Matthew's teacher. He told Matthew that he should be useful to him. For every mistake he made in a test, for every wrong answer he gave, Jonathan's whip touched Matthew's back. He became intelligent, but doesn't like to show it.
That was when Matthew was 10. His body was full of scars then. He chose to run away, but Jonathan managed to catch him. Matthew, fed up with all of the beatings he had, answered Jonathan and became rebellious. The little boy didn't attend Jonathan's class anymore, and with every biting comment Jonathan gave him, Matthew would answer his uncle right away. It goes this way until Jonathan decided to kick Matthew out when the boy was 12.
Matthew lumbered alone in the streets. He was taken in by an orphanage when a gryphon attacked him. They found him lying down in the streets. Good fortune at last came to Matthew. He was educated in proper school. He had intelligence, but no thanks to his past, his attitude had a lot of problems. He was thrown into fights most of the time. The only person Matthew had befriended was Clynn, a sixth-grade boy (same with Matthew) with leg problems, and over-aged too, in sixth-grader standards. They became friends when Clynn stalked Matthew around. Clynn kept Matthew company, and Matthew was able to open up just a little bit of himself with Clynn.
One day, everything went wrong. When Matthew was walking home to the orphanage, a lone stymphalian bird suddenly attacked him. He tried to put up a fight, but lost. He was left with a large scar at his back in the encounter. Clynn, Matthew's friend who was a satyr, finally took action and brought Matthew to Half Blood Hill. He took Matthew while the little boy was in the hospital bed to a car, and drove away, Matthew still unconscious. He took all of Matthew's things with him.
The stymphalian bird from before attacked Clynn and Matthew. The monster swooped down and crashes the car. Matthew then woke up, and saw Clynn fighting the bird by himself. Matthew, enraged seeing his only friend was in danger, joined the fight. He thrust his hand out, and made the bird fell asleep instantly. From sheer exhaustion, Matthew also collapsed. His little body cannot take any more damage, what with the last attack only two days before. The bird isn't a normal stymphalian bird, either. It was cursed by black magic.
Matthew awoke in the infirmary, with Clynn right beside him. Clynn explained everything, which Matthew digested with silence. He accepted life as a half-blood.
Physical Appearance: Matthew, at first sight, can be described as handsome. He stands at 6'0, with feminine face and blond hair tumbling down, two inches from his shoulders. This hair had streaks of black and white, giving it caramel color. His eyes were green--green as a shallow moss sea. He emphasized it with black eyeliner successfully, what with his fair skin. His body was sturdily built, but full of scars. Matthew hid them by wearing long sleeved shirts and jeans.
This son of Morpheus had an odd taste for finger rings. He wore three rings in his left hand and right hand alike. These rings weren't cheap, though. They're made from jewels that made Matthew a target for the kids of Hermes. But these weren't just for decorations. His weapons were compacted into the rings. For safety and being comfortable, Matthew never let go of the rings, in fight or not.
Personality: Matthew is a cold loner type of guy that people always find mysterious. He doesn't like to be with anyone else but himself. He's not shy, not that type. When someone talked to him, he'll respond with a glare and ignore the person. Over the years, he'd been given the title 'creepy boy.'
He doesn't like cooperating with a team, and he doesn't like to get ordered around. He most likely tend to disobey leaders, causing him enemies. He'll do what he like most of the time.
Matthew also hid a philosophical view of life, and intelligence, too. It is expected, as his mother was a philosopher herself. But he doesn't like to show off to people.
This guy is also pretty laid-back. He doesn't care about what is happening around him. He disliked reading newspapers and updates about events. This led him to being blank in events and tend to scratch his head when he saw decorations and parties at camp. He didn't even know it's a war he's attending to. He just fights, and attend the events without knowing what it's all about.
Matthew liked to rest, and is pained when he saw people working till night. He remembered his mother dying because of she overworked herself, and he doesn't want the same fate to others. It is mentioned that Matthew disobey leaders--most of them Athena' children. But he also pity them when he sees them awake at night, studying.
Unknown to people, Matthew cares for other people. He'll put himself before any monster to protect his comrades. Thank you's make him blush. But he rarely was able to show this side of him, since he preferred to be by himself. He had a soft side that no one else knew.
Fatal Flaw: Matthew is too independent, which can be very bad for his demigod health. posting code - Code:
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| chrys jayden russell she is the dreamer who am I in the surface Name: Chrys Jayden Russell
Nickname: Jade
Age/Birthday: 14, February 21
Gender: Female
Pets: Jade do not keep a pet.
Talents: Jade had the ability to control the winds. Not actually a power she can consciously control, seeing as she doesn't even know who her godly parent is yet. I doubt she knows she can do this, even. Jade can make the winds do what she likes, and if she has enough strength, she can even manipulate them to become a deadly tornado. But of course, that was going to take her a long time to master. Probably even never.
Jade is more of the type to flee before fighting. Her greatest asset is her speed, but it’s not as if she actually uses it during a fight—more like for escaping from one. If forced into a corner, Jade can try and defend herself with her sword. Her skills are not exactly up to scratch though. who am I in camp Years in Camp: 3 months
Claimed: No. Maybe because her god parent was a minor god. Or maybe it's her time in camp. No one knows.
Year-Round: Yes. Jade didn't have the guts, or will, to return to her family.
Weapons: Jade has a two-foot-long celestial bronze sword disguised as a silver bracelet. who belongs to my life God Parent: Aeolus, master of winds
Mortal Family: Paulette Russell, mother (alive); Paulette was only twenty years old when she had Jade. Barely out of high school and desperately seeking a job, Paulette wasn't in a fit state to raise a daughter all by herself. Aeolus appeared as an unpredictable man she only met once during a drunken and depressed night in a bar. Jade was a product of a one-night stand.
Pauline Russell, aunt (deceased); Pauline treated Jade with kindness and sympathy unlike the rest of the family. She even tried to convince Paulette to turn her niece over to her, but her sister’s pride wouldn't let her just give her daughter away, even to her own kin. So, even if Paulette was doing an awful job of being mother, Jade stayed in her care, though Pauline always made it a point to visit and shower her niece with the love and affection she deserved. She died during a car crash. who am I deeper down Brief History: Born to a single woman living a rough life in New Jersey, Jade did not exactly enjoy her childhood the way she should. She even started to bear ill feelings towards the father, the one who abandoned her. As such, her existence was looked down upon by Paulette’s family. However, fortunately for the young girl, Paulette’s older sister, Pauline cared for her and gave her love Paulette isn't able to provide.
But it wasn’t enough. Jade grew up under the watchful eye of her grandparents and mother. Any mistake she did, even if it was on accident, was punished severely. This caused her to become secluded, trapping herself in her own bedroom to avoid the pain and lose herself in her endless daydreams. Her only consolation was her aunt’s visits, and she dreaded it so much when it was time for Pauline to leave. Jade wanted to go with her so badly but she didn’t dare say this to her mother, knowing that it would only end up in more punishment for her.
Things were even worse at school. Jade used to be just quiet, not really knowing how to socialize. This made her an easy target for the school bullies. The first time she was about to get beaten up though, an assertive girl stood up for her. Her name was Maurice. Eventually, they became best friends, and it was through Maurice that Jade was able to become happy. Unfortunately, her happiness was short-lived, as Maurice moved away due to an unknown reason and left her alone again.
Then finally, the fates decided that it was time for Jade to experience joy. When she was around nine, her aunt finally persuaded Paulette to turn Jade over to her care. For four years she was able to experience a normal childhood, even if she daydreamed a lot more than the average kid. It was at this time that Jade showed just how flexible and adaptable she can be. Pauline was almost the ideal mother for her, providing her with everything she needed and maybe even more. It just seemed like everything was perfect. But of course, good things never last, for a tragedy struck once again.
Jade was thirteen when it happened. A car crash. Just like that, Pauline Russell was gone.
It left Jade completely devastated. She did what she learned to do in these kinds of situations—she ran away before the authorities can come and give her back to her real mother. Jade didn’t want to go back to that kind of life. But eventually, the cops found her and brought her back. A therapist was hired to console her, but it wasn’t what Jade needed. She certainly didn’t want to talk about all this and if she did, all that could come out of her mouth was a jumbled mix of words that even she couldn’t understand. Everyone involved thought that Jade's encounters with the therapist did nothing good, but she did learn one thing from it: just keep things simple. You can only make life work if you keep it simple. It became her standard belief.
Of course, after a few months with a family who couldn’t care less about her, Jade ran away. Just to escape from everything. One of her classmates was a satyr, luckily for her, and was able to realize that she wasn’t a mortal. Soon enough, just after her fourteenth birthday, he found her before anything else did and brought her to camp.
Physical Appearance: Jade has been described to be fairly pretty. She doesn’t really flaunt her looks but she has a natural knack in standing out from a crowd just with her simplicity—something that she is oblivious to. Her chocolate brown hair falls neatly past her shoulders, always covering her ears. Small bags usually appear below her onyx eyes, a sign that she generally can’t sleep well. Her average height of 5’6” goes well with her small frame. Her pale complexion leads people to wonder if she is less healthy than she looked, but she doesn’t think too much of it. At first glance, she looks like someone you can easily pick on. She spent her school years being a bully target, after all.
Personality: Jade is imaginative, often to the point that she will start hallucinating. Maybe this is a good thing because her imagination pretty much keeps her alive. Her whole life is centered on daydreams and imagination. They are and will always remain important parts of her life, even if she grows older each day. This might get a little out of hand, especially when she relives a memory she’d rather forget. Honestly, Jade has the potential to become crazy. All she needs is a little nudge that can push her to the brink of insanity.
Jade has the ability to adapt to any situation with ease, enabling her to adjust her actions according to her surroundings. Her flexibility is another of her likable qualities. She can also change slightly depending on the person she is with, able to project the image of her that they would most likely be pleased with. She has a contagious carefree attitude that can alleviate the worries of the people around her. She looks vulnerable too, like a child, pretty much. She is so bubbly, so childlike that most people’s first instinct is to become protective of her.
This demigod always seems to be looking for a way to escape from reality, especially from problems. She doesn’t have the strong will to tackle them head-on. She will try to run away from them first, try escaping to her world before she finally accepts what’s wrong. Jade is highly idealistic and this trait can lead her to be manipulated. Her imagination seems to stop her from facing reality, instead urging her to cling to a hope for the perfect world—an image of her ideals.
Jade can be easily confused. She believes that she can only make her life work if she keeps it simple. Talk to her about controversial and complicated topics—politics, science, religion, etc.—and she will blank out and just run away. Yes, if she doesn’t understand what you’re talking about, she will most likely excuse herself and leave. Why does she have to bother with those kinds of things anyway? All they do is give her a headache and besides, she doesn’t believe that she’s someone destined to take a stand on those kind of matters.
Emotions lead Jade in her daily life. She holds feelings, both hers and others’, in high regard. She is deeply sensitive when it comes to her heart. This is about the only complex topic you can get her to talk about. Even if you manage to get her to talk about it, she will probably spout vague and unclear opinions, even sounding doubtful. Jade is actually doubtful of herself, but she doesn’t dwell on these kinds of thoughts much until it is absolutely necessary.
Fatal Flaw: The fact that she holds on too much to her dream world and childishness can lead to her downfall. posting code - Code:
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| howell derek reese he is the kind who am I in the surface Name: Howell Derek Reese
Nickname: Howie, Howell
Age/Birthday: 16, May 29
Gender: Male
Pets: Howell had two fishes he had been taking care at the lake of the camp. They were both gold fishes. One had a longer tail than the other, named Severine. The other one, with bright scales, was Biervillet.
Talents: Howell had the talent of forming shapes from waters by clasping his hands. By practicing, he was able to make these shapes move, and useful for attacking. He considers this talent as his greatest offensive ability. Some of the forms he had were water dragon, water bear, and water tiger. He could even make these growl by churning water inside the shape, just for showing off.
He is also musical, and is able to use the guitar to sing a whole song. However, he was still amateur about it, but is happily learning. who am I in camp Years in Camp: He was staying at camp for three years now.
Claimed: Yes. Howell had been claimed by Poseidon during his 7th month at camp, although he knew it before hand.
Year-Round: No. He still had his mother to return to. and care for.
Weapons: Howell had a celestial bronze 2-foot long sword that was always in its sheath. Howell had no expertise in weapons, but he can parry a good few strikes before he panics.
Unknown to the guy, he also had another weapon--a necklace of a mini, bronze sword he'd randomly grabbed at the forges. Howell didn't know that it wasn't just an ordinary necklace, and that in can turn into a water ball elongating into a 3-foot water sword that can cut through glass and disintegrate monsters. who belongs to my life God Parent: Poseidon, god of the sea, storm bringer, father of the pegasus, earth shaker
Mortal Family: Abigail Reese, mother (alive); Abigail met the god of the sea while she was on a vacation at a certain beach. By a one-night stand, Abigail became pregnant with a son of a Greek god. She was clueless about the fact. She bore twins--Howell and Jennifer. She starved hard to get the two alive by each day while having misfortunes all the time--product by the wrath of Zeus. She became mentally-ill when Jennifer died.
Jennifer Reese, younger sister (deceased); Jennifer was born after Howell. She knew that her, and his brother's father was Poseidon. She took the same hardships as Howell, but got the worst out of it. She purposely intercepted the lightning bolt from the sky to save Howell.Her death caused her mother Abigail much grief. who am I deeper down Brief History: Howell lived a life full of hardships and moving. He was born and raised by Abigail with her sister Jennifer. Both of them was spoiled and nourished by Abigail, and always left them alone for work only having each other as company.
Such reason was why they were able to find out that their father was the god Poseidon, and their full knowledge that Greek gods exist, and that they were tied with it. It happened one day when they were attacked at a library by a strange monster with a ram's horns. A goat-legged guy saved them, and before the guy died, told them everything. However, they kept this as a secret from their mother. Because they knew that they were powerful, they knew that Zeus would not stop until he kills one of the siblings--either Howell or Jennifer, by any means. He sent monsters, weather disturbances, and other misfortunes to them. They persuaded Abigail to move continually, never staying in the same place for a month.
The two succeeded in surviving until they were both twelve. The misfortunes intensified, until one captured them.
They were in the middle of a storm at Kansas, inside a moving vehicle. They were off to their new place. However, the storm intensified, and their car veered off to the fields in a noisy crash. Some people may view this as just unfortunate event, but with Zeus' symbol, the lightning crackling all around them, Howell and Jennifer knew better.
By the time they got out of the car, they were in the middle of the huge, waving fields of wheat. With terror on their faces, they quickly wove their way to the edges of the fields, where there were trees and cover. But they didn't make it in time.
In a split second, the twins felt a chill. Howell pushed Abigail forward strongly, and he said to Jennifer they were to separate. However, Jennifer refused, and with a smile on her face, pushed Howell out of the way and stood onto where the stunned boy was previously standing.
A huge lightning bolt strike down to Jennifer, and she fell into the ground, smoking, charred, with her scream resounding throughout the fields. Howell, not wet in the rain, was now wet in tears flowing from his eyes. But he forced himself to help his frozen mother, staring at the still body of her daughter, Jennifer.
The next day, upon the burial of Jennifer, Abigail lost her sanity and was sent to the hospital with her charge paid by her relatives. Howell was sent to his aunt. But he did not go. He wandered away, away from the memory of Jennifer smiling and with the knowledge that she'd sacrificed herself for him to live.
He knew Camp Half-Blood, and seeked out the place. Weaponless, that was when he discovered that he can control the water and make shapes from it. He used the waters to attack the monsters that tirelessly pursue him wherever he went. Howell, with his twelve-year-old body, endured the pain. He simply couldn't die. If he did, then Jennifer's sacrfice would be in vain.
Six months traveling alone, scrapping for food, reducing monsters to ashes, Howell finally reached Camp. On the entrance, he fought against a hord of Kobaloi. He reduced them to ashes by the claws of a small water tiger he made with his shaping talent. He knew all along where cabin should he be admitted--cabin three, Poseidon's cabin, that is, but he didn't let Chiron know it.
Physical Appearance: Howell stands at a height of 5'7, with a weight of 57 kg. He had a copper hair which he kept in a smooth hair-style. Howell had stunning blue eyes, framed with eyelashes and thin eyebrows. His face is a kind face with gentle curves that you cannot find in a fight. He had a long cut at his back, its stitches still intact. He had gotten it from a kobalos which attacked him at the entrance of the camp, and is very ashamed of it. He also wore a necklace he'd randomly grabbed at the forges. It could be seen glowing when he was in a desperate situations. Truthfully, the necklace is a weapon. But Howell had yet to find this. He would, but maybe later.
His clothing mostly encompasses faded jeans, and the CHB shirt. When he was in battle, he wore a complete armor set, with extra helmet that covered his whole face.
Personality: Howell is a kind soul who is always cheerful and assuring. He wears a smile every time you see him. He is friendly to the extent that he would approach an Ares kid with no fear. He also cares a lot for his friends, and can be very protective of them. He is hardworking, diligent, blunt and honest. He would voice his thoughts, and tended to disagree with plans most of the time. He also loves music, and often uses that to cheer other people up.
For him, he had no enemies but the campers living at Cabin one, Zeus's cabin. Howell had a silly but grudge-like mindset that all of Zeus' descendants would try to strike him and kill him with lightning, like what their father did to Jennifer. To them would Howell only be hostile, and bluntly unfriendly.
Unlike most demigods, Howell is not offensive in battle unless he was on the lesser hand. He would mostly run away when in front of monsters. He only fights under the circumstances that he would get killed, or his friends and mortals were in danger. He would fight with needed, but not with a blade. He dislikes sharp things, whether that might be blades or as simple as a broken glass. He uses water as an offensive ability, and often uses it only as a buff to scare the enemy away. With this fear, Howell had developed a cowardly side. He gives up very easily on things he wanted, being pessimistic about it. Once rejected, he would accept it with an open heart, with no bad feelings. This is because he rendered himself as useless, and that if he's rejected, it's because of his flaws, and thus would be perfectly normal.
Fatal Flaw: Howell is rubbish at keeping secrets. He is too honest, which is bad. One day, Howell will find out that this may be the cause of his downfall. posting code - Code:
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| not in use inactive characters - Mark Vessalius:
Name:
Mark Vessalius
Age/Birthday:
13, May 27, 1999
Gender:
Male
God Parent:
Hecate
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
The Vessalius family
Years in Camp:
One
Brief History:
Mark's travel to Camp Half-blood turns safe and sound... well, at least to him. His satyr drove him to the foot of Half-blood Hill, told him to run to the top of the hill, past Thalia's pine, and to the Big House, then tell Chiron his name, and hand Mr. D the satyr's name tag. Mark glumly followed the satyr.
Meanwhile, the satyr survived his battle with a cursed hell hound, but his reed pipes were all broken. The satyr lay wounded and collapsed one inch inside the camp border. Mark saw him, and he called on to some campers.
Mark Vessalius had been claimed as a son of Hecate after an Ares child tried to knock him down. Mark chanted a spell dedicated to Hecate, goddess of Magic, and thus the Ares kid was paralyzed.
Physical Appearance:
Mark is a chubby kind of guy, but not so fat. He had his eyes... well, pure black. He would've been mistaken as a son of Hades, but he thought his mother, Hecate, is better than ((SSSSSH!)) Hades. He had a little bit of puffy cheeks, and likes to wear black slacks in formal occasions, and also white polo shirt. On normal days, Mark likes to wear black one-inch-below-the-knee black shorts and white, cotton T-shirt. Without any graphics. On winter, Mark wore his favorite black jacket, with, phew, an Adidas check mark. Other than that, the jacket is plain and pitch black.
Personality:
Mark is silent guy. Really silent and straight-forward. He does not speak unless someone asked him something. He's going to give you a straight answer, and if you really want to struck a conversation with him, you have to keep it going. Fortunately, Mark knows how to laugh when you get close with him, and accepted him just the way he is. And you'll find out he's funny when you heard his favorite motto, gotten from a song. He says it's dedicated to his mother, Hecate. He had a crush, fortunately, but she's on the mortal world. He left for Camp half-blood, not being able to say his feelings, because well, you guess it!
Fatal Flaw:
His silence. Because of that, in Capture the Flag, or any team event, he does not cooperate much. It made his team lose.
Pets:
The owl "Magic."
Talents:
Casting a spell in one second, just enough to distract his opponent.
Year-Round:
No
- Disney:
Name:
Disney
Age:
15
Gender:
Female
Years at Camp:
Three
Brief History:
Disney is an orphan. She doesn't know who her mother is, or even his father. She lumbers in her entire life, dipping in creeks, helping the flow of water turn healthy. She first came into her senses in the Hudson river in Manhattan, wearing a tag name which identifies her: Disney. The water is too foul, so she transferred next to the East river, which is just as worse. She spent her entire life going from river to river, lake to lake, creek to creek, until she finally arrives at Camp Half-Blood, and there she finds a home in the Canoe Lake.
Dwelling:
A water nymph; Naiad.
Physical appearance:
You could say that Disney is, well, pretty. She had a small face, with puffy cheeks. Her brown hair is braided in the back, and she loves to wear billowy dresses. She was slim, and always smiles a lot. She had little freckles on her cheeks, and her eyes were lazy, colored sky blue.
Personality:
As for a naiad, Disney likes to flirt with boys, especially those campers that likes to stay near the canoe lake, often smiling, giggling, and waving. But she doesn't cross the lines, and often didn't go near the campers. In other ways, Disney is very strict, too. When someone dares to throw garbage at the lake, expect Disney to throw water on you, together with your thrash. She is grumpy in a way, and whenever you said things that infuriates her, she would hold a grunge on you.
Fatal Flaw (if Naiads has some fatal flaw):
Holding Grudges
Talents:
Making a wave. Just a small one, but enough to douse the campers
- Bryan Anthony Scotts:
CHARACTER TWO: the demititan--------------------------- i'm not what you think i am.
ooc: credits to the Tutorial of Dean (for the font), the tutorial of Cher (for the borders), and the code of Zelly (for the putting the text in a scroll). kudos to all you awesome people!
Name:"Bryce, or just call me that. Bryan is... I don't like it, and Anthony is mouthful. Scott is too common, so Bryce."
Anthony Bryan Scotts
Nickname:
Bryce
Age/Birthday:
18, March 18, 1993
Gender:
Male
Pets:"Next to my father--don't count Isabelle and Justine--Ands and Andy are mys closest friends. I found them shivering in the rain, and their mother dead beside them, so I adopted them. I think I've a got weakness on animals."
Bryce kept two fluffy, stray dogs, Ands and Andy.
Talents: "Like all the nerds around."
Bryce can easily recall things by just listening to them. However, when he was not focused, he forgets almost immediately the things he heard or read.
Years in Camp: "I'm pretty new. Also, I'm on the lookout for new faces."
One
Claimed:
Yes
Year-Round?:
No, but Bryce's only reason going back to their house is his studying and his pets.
Weapons: "I can make knives appear out of thin air. It's a good weapon."
Bryce has an expertise on knives. By just thinking the word, he is able to make it appear out of thin air. Another reason for that is his fear of deja vu. His first celestial bronze weapon was a sword. He avoided that, and got on knives now.
Titan parent: "What do you say? She's a titan. I'm not a demigod."
Mnemosyne, titanness of words and memory
Mortal Family:
George Immanuel Scotts, father (alive); This man first met Mnemosyne when he was at break time during his work. Since then, the titanness kept visiting him. In two years, Mnemosyne bore Immanuel a bouncing baby boy, Bryce. Just then, Mnemosyne just vanished out from sight. Immanuel cannot quite believe what just happened in their two years, and now with a baby. He does know that Mnemosyne was a titanness, but he can't believe it. And it was passed on to Bryce. Immanuel treated Bryce like he couldn't believe he was there.
Isabelle Scotts, step mother (alive); Isabelle married Immanuel when Bryce was six. Isabelle wasn't at all close to Bryce. But she lured Immanuel's already distant relation to Immanuel.
Marianne Scotts, step sister (alive); Marianne was born two years after Isabelle married Bryce's father. She treated Bryce normally, but still, wasn't close to him. She often left him alone.
Brief History: "Don't even ask. It's a nightmare woven to reality. Literally, since I dream so much and I still remember them. I wonder what's the feeling of waking up and forgetting what's your dream? Wow. That must be wonderful."
Bryce lived a pretty normal life, even though he was a son of a titanness. He excelled in school, often getting the highest score as he has in his mind do anything to make Immanuel notice him. But as the days go by, gradually, there was Bryce, getting sadder and sadder as he go through his life.
Partly was because of his father getting remarried to Isabelle Scotts, a teacher and having a daughter later on, Justine. He felt like his father's attention, which is distant to him, got even a mile away with Isabelle at her side. Well, that's a shallow reason. The real reason was Bryce's memory. He remembers too much. Way too much. As a half-blood, nightmares were frequent.
And that is what Bryce remembers. Nightmares. Way too much nightmares. And monster attacks, too, that can possibly happen in the future. He was the son of Mnemosyne, and so he can do this kind of things. Every day, he was nervous, too alert. Once he dreamed of a pack of howling things when he was seventeen, closing in behind him. He cannot run. And then he woke up, sweating. Just at that moment, what he dreamed came true. A whole pack of hellhounds broke in they're house. In fear, Bryce ran for the kitchen, and get a knife. He attempted to slay the pack, but unknown to him, only celestial bronze can slay monsters, and hell hounds. He screamed as he got cut.
And then he woke up.
It turned out to be lucid dreaming of false awakening. He was there at his bed, perfectly unharmed. Coincidence, maybe, but that day, Immanuel sent him to camp. Bryce did not say a word. After packing his bags, he drove with his Dad to camp.
That was when his dream came true. They were attacked when they were at Half Blood Hill. Bryce, still feeling attached to Immnuel, let him drove away as he lured the hellhounds to him. Well, being inexperienced, Bryce just ran to camp. On the way he saw a fall camper's bronze sword and picked it up. One step from the border, Bryce cried out in pain as his shoulder got bit. He whirled and slashed wildly with the sword, reducing the monster to dust. He took the step, and the nightmare was finished. Bryce walked to the Big House, bleeding.
He woke up with his shoulder bandaged. On his first day of camp, he got claimed by the titanness Mnemosyne. Belonging to no one's cabin, he was deployed to Hera's Cabin, much to his annoyance.
He also became an outcast on camp. With no dyslexia, he can read English as well as Greek. He earned the title, "the walking encyclopedia."
Physical Appearance:
Bryce stands medium-build, with a taste of reading glasses. He wears his straight blond hair tidy. His eyes were the pretty color of blue, which was ruined because fear was always dominating them. They were also wild. Bryce's skin was pale, but not as pale as Khione children do. On his clothing, well, he liked to wear Camp T-shirt most of the time. He always wore sleeved shirts as he liked to cover his shoulder's permanent scar. His armor were also special,as it compacted to a locket, which Bryce always wore. Some kind Hephaestus camper made it from him, seeing he needed a little protection.
Personality:
Bryce was a sad, little kid on his world.
Because he remembers too much, he remembers the wrong kind of things, such as nightmares and monster attacks. He was always sad, alert, and his eyes were wild. He was not that socially awkward. He knows how to keep a conversation going, but he mostly were just replying with hmms and ahhs and just sometimes asking questions himself. In case of fights, Bryce rarely cared. On Capture the Flag, Bryce was mostly given the least duty--guard, even though he can show more than that. Bryce would just shrug his shoulders, and let it go. He was pretty ignorant. Why, because he was teated like the bad guy just because he was the son of a titanness. Not all the titans are the same, yes? This added to his sadness, knowing that campers judged books by their cover.
Fatal Flaw:
Bryce remembers too much. He cannot easily forget things, and he mostly remembered his nightmares and monster attacks, still fresh to his mind. When he met things that are identical to them, he was prone to nervous breakdown.
dead characters - Meiko Frontier:
Name:
Meiko Frontier
Age/Birthday:
13, January 22, 1999
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Apollo
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Unknown, but the family who adopted her was the Sanzenin family
Years in Camp:
Two
Brief History:
Meiko is a half-Japanese, half-American girl. She is an orphan, adopted by the Sanzenin family. There were only three of them, though, including her. First is Meiko's uncle-to-her John Paul Sanzenin, and his daughter, Meiko's cousin-to-her Meira Sanzenin.
Meiko was born originally at Tokyo, Japa. but never known her true family. She grew up with the Sanzenins, and stayed at Japan until she was seven. After that, the Sanzenins took Meiko to America in an unknown reason.
Meiko took the change with a mourning expression at first. She enrolled to an exclusive Elementary School in California, USA, and there she was treated like an outcast, what with her Kanji and Japanese belief. With people laughing at her Japanese deity, Meiko swore she'll forget everything about Japan. You know it's hard keeping a straight mind when you're seven, right? Anyway, she swore she would live as an American. She did this slowly, endured, and finally succeeded, although just a little bit.
Meiko discovered that she's a Greek demigod after her cousin, Meira Sanzenin, said she's moving to a camp, and takes Meiko with her. Lately, Meiko isn't allowed to go to school, or even outside, and often at night, she's hearing weird sounds. Meira and Meiko had been chased by a Teumessian Fox, who should be just in the wild and is not attacking anyone. They barely escaped, thanks to the grasses and trees that sprouted so suddenly, and Meiko's pendant turning to a bow and arrow. Meiko shoot the fox in the eye, and it turned and fled. Meiko couldn't see Meira anywhere, so she entered camp, heart thrumming.
Meiko collapsed unconscious in the tree, and a daughter of Zeus helped her.
In the mob of demigods around camp, Meiko still hadn't found Meira. She became a year-rounder, thinking she had no family to return with.
Physical Appearance:
Meiko had bright, black eyes, with black hair, which was always tied back, like a Japanese. Some might think she is a daughter of Hades, or a daughter of Dionysus, but truly is a daughter of Apollo. She liked to wear short skirts to be comfortable. She can move freely with them. Meiko was tall for her age. Her cheeks were flawless, her nose was a little pudgy.
Personality:
Meiko is a shy girl, often a loner. She liked red flowers. Somehow, she really, really hates silence. It made her more alert, and made her queasy. Even though she liked to be alone, she prefer noisy places. She doesn't have many friends at school, but have one best friend: Lacrimosa Dayu. Well, Meiko doesn't laugh much, but knows to laugh, fortunately. She's always uncomfortable with new people, and she waits for them to speak first before she does.
Fatal Flaw:
Nervousness
Pets:
A cat, named 'firebird'
Weapon:
A bow and arrow, which turned to a pendant
Talents:
Extra, or more accurate senses in silence
Year-Round:
Yes
- Jasmine Austen:
Name:
Jasmine Austen
Age/Birthday:
16, March 31, 1996
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Nyx
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Victorique Austen; an astronomer
Years in Camp:
Four
Brief History:
Jasmine was originally born in the top of the mountains of the East, in her father, Victorique's base. Victorique was currently in the said base when Nyx took a special interest in him and bore him a daughter. Jasmine grew up moving from base to base, never quite having a permanent home in more than a month. With Victoriqe tugging her along, Jasmine was home-schooled. She took a special interest in astronomy, just like her father.
Due to the fact that Jasmine was a demigod, the astronomical base are always under attacks, either normal wild animals or mythological creatures. Victorique knew this, and thus train Jasmine to fight them off.
When Jasmine turned officially eleven, monsters bugged them more than ever. With few close calls, Victorique finally decided to send Jasmine to Camp Half-Blood, where she's going to be trained to survive.
Physical Appearance:
You could say Jasmine had the same features of all children of Nyx. Her hair was brown, dangling past her shoulders. Her pale skin is the result of being away of the sun, as she's always awake at night, enjoying the stars. Her eyes were intimidating shade of brown, although it can be dark most of the time. Jasmine is tall and lean, and most of the people would think of her grwoing as a model. Her cheeks have freckles, as well as her forehead, still result of staying late at night.
Personality:
Jasmine definitely belong to the type of 'loners.' For once, she does not go to a school. She's home-schooled. She'd never got a permanent home, never had someone her age to talk to. She's socially awkward, you see. She tends to stutter when talked to.
But underneath it all, Jasmine can be joyful. And eager, too. She's always dreaming, looking at the stars. Maybe she's not smart, but hey, she can tell you every constellation around, and how they moved, is their life in them, etctera. Jasmine can be quite bubbly when it came to astronomy.
Fatal Flaw:
Pride; thinking he can do anything, even though he clearly knew it was out of his ranger
Pets:
An owl; living in the forest of camp
Talents:
Can make a person's eyesight completely black; lasts only for three seconds
Weapons:
A javelin with a point of Stygian Iron
Year-Round:
No
adopted characters - Taylor Bailey-Ryan (from cher):
[/center] The complete Analysis of Taylor Bailey-Ryann.
Welcome to her life.
You have been warned.
This is what you would find on her Birth Cert.
Go crazy.
Taylor Emma Ryann (Born Bailey)
Female
The 4th of November, 1995
Jane Ryan, mother
Unknown, father
The anonymous parent revealed.
Hermes; god of thieves, travelers, and merchants
Son of Zeus and Maia
Taylor doesn’t really have anything against Hermes. She understands that Hermes is a god, and has a ton of other people to attend to. She refers to him as ‘father’ or Hermes in general as she has not met her father, she cannot call him ‘dad’.
She’s a daughter of who?
Taylor was claimed two days after arriving at camp during the campfire.
~TR~TR~TR~TR~ I was sitting on one of the logs beside the campfire. It amused me to see how the fire changed color and elevation based on what the mood was like around it. It was rather nice to be here, away from my so called ‘family’. Camp was cool, they had archery, sword fighting, a wall of lava, and a bunch of other troublemakers for her half siblings. It was practically heaven on earth for me.
I looked around the circle of people at camp. There were couples sitting beside each other, looking deeply in love, and others arguing, some others were simply alone and having fun with their friends or siblings. It was everything I’ve longed for since… forever. I wondered when my dad would claim me, I’ve always wanted to know who he was.
One of the older campers told me that most gods claim their kids at the campfire. I hope that went for me. But when I saw some of the unclaimed campers in the Hermes cabin, it made me wonder, does my father know that I was here? Does he even know I exist? I hoped he did. Or else I would be stuck in the Hermes cabin. But it didn’t make a difference to me. The Hermes kids were awesome. For once in my life, I actually meet people who understood the irresistible temptation to pull a prank.
I wondered if my dad was Hermes. That’d be really cool. As I was going through thoughts in my head, my mind drifted off someplace, causing me to loose all interest in the sing along. Then to my surprise, everyone was staring at me, “All hail Taylor Ryann, Daughter of Hermes; god of thieves, merchants, and travelers.” Someone announced.
I was worried, what were they talking about? Was this some kind of joke that they pulled on newbies? I looked above my head, there was a light. Was my father claiming me? The light started to fade, and everyone went back to their singing. The Hermes cabin leader walked over, “Welcome to cabin 11 Taylor.” He said smiling.
~TR~TR~TR~TR~ Side note: Taylor has been at camp since she was 14.
What lies under her shell. The true being. The guide to her thought.
Taylor has a rather… sophisticated personality. Being ADHD, she has a limit to what friends she has. She doesn’t care though, that says another segment of her personality. She doesn’t care about what you think about her. As long as she’s happy with herself, Taylor is Taylor, nothing will ever change that. Her attitude is rather snarky, and she tends to overuse sarcasm. But who’s watching? It’s not like anyone cares either.
Being the tomboy she is, she adds a little dash of what she calls ‘flair to speech’. Using slang like ‘dude’, she’s talking like a skater 24\7. Code words? Her favourite. She uses them all the time. She practically lives for codes. Slang, codes, mash ups, all those make up her vocabulary. Regular English? That’s for suckers, who cares? It’s not like anyone other than the grammar freaks use them anyways.
Hiding her feelings from others, she feels safer and more protected. That’s just her opinion, here on the other side of reality; we find that it hurts even more. After all, who’s able to withstand having a knife in their chest all the time? That’s right; nobody can, what makes Taylor any different? Being a demigod doesn’t make you able to withstand all forms of pain. Life isn’t perfect after all.
Though dealing with all this, she still has a snarky sense of humor that supports her and others in times of need and distress. Try to make a joke out of everything. You can’t? Well you should be feeling jealous, because this girl here can. That’s right, you heard me. She’s developed a thing for knowing how to crack a joke out of everything. You wanna learn how? Just watch the master do her magic and tell me how you feel after that. We’ll work on it.
This little miss Hermes has to have some kind of mischievousness right? The answer? Totally. Who doesn’t after all? This girl can’t resist the temptation of the, oh so good feeling of adrenaline pumping through her veins. Run and hide my little goodie two shoes, because someone like Taylor is going around, and we wouldn’t like it if one of you were ruined would we?
At first glance, this little girl here is going to be the queen of pranks, practical jokes, and everything of that sort. All the little ones hide, because the reigning princess of practical jokes is out looking for a victim. What about inside? Inside her world is fighting a war to secrets and the truth. Burying secrets in the sand doesn’t help much it seems. After all, it’s under constant threat to be exposed. Now, nobody wants a buried to secret to be dug up do we? It would be a total tragedy. Her rough exterior would be ruined. In reality, everyone has holes in their clothes once in a while. The trick is just not to reveal it.
But that’s enough about her dark side. Yes, there’s more to this girl. Hey, it’s a complete analysis what’d you expect, A two word personality section? No, I didn’t think so. Things aren’t that simple you know.
One thing about Taylor, is that she always returns a favour. If you help her with something, she’ll help you when you need help. You just have to find her. If you need help though, and she doesn’t owe you anything, you’re going to be in her debt. That’s never a good thing. Her version of help may mean ending up looking like a total fool in front of the camp. No worries, it’s only a one time thing. At least you’ll get to know this girl better.
The holes in the rags
Well everyone has a few... weaknesses, even those who claim not to. Who said that even fictional characters don’t? Everything would be a drag being perfect. Nothing fun would ever happen.
As most of you know by now, Taylor is rather secretive with her thoughts and others. She thinks that it would help her somehow. It’s no excuse to be hurting yourself though. I guess we’ll never know how some people think.
Another hole in her white eyelet summer dress is the constant unbearable temptation to pull a prank and plot worldwide embarrassment. Yes, you heard me, plotting embarrassment. This girl here is that classy. She actually finds this amusing. But who can blame her? She’s born to prank; even if she’s going to end up behind bars.
Everyone has a place to shine, their scene where they are the starring role.
Taylor loves to sneak out of camp to party. She’s likes it that way. At a party, she would probably be in the VIP section, faking the identity of a socialite. Besides, all the good looking boys are behind that velvet line of separation.
Other times when she’s feeling homey, she’ll be in her cabin, plotting a prank on someone or just browsing through the channels, looking for something worth her time to watch. Rocking a pair of pajamas and hugging a pillow on the couch. What a great way to spend time don’t you think?
From the clubbing scene, to a day at home, she knows how to steal the spot light, and stay away from it. So watch out, the next time you meet an Australian model, it may be just another daughter of Hermes.
Meet the people in Taylor’s life. People in Taylor’s life, meet the readers.
Ian Ryann {Stepbrother}
Taylor and Ian aren’t the best of friends. In fact, they treat each other like the other doesn’t even exist. They often fought over the smallest things. Ian, as the most popular guy in school, was always backstabbing Taylor, and Taylor, as the prankster, always found ways to annoy the ‘popular’ cliques.
The mini profile of…
IAN|RYANN| Name: Ian Bradley Ryann
Date of Birth: July 15th, 1995
Parent(s): Benjamin Ryann (Biological father), Megan Sean (Biological mother), Jane Ryann (Step-mother), Kerrick Sean (Step-father)
Sibling(s):Taylor Bailey-Ryann (Step-sister), Kara Sean (Step-sister), Alex Sean (Maternal Half-brother)
Relationship Status: Dating Victoria Carson
Jane Ryann {Biological Mother}
Jane, loves Taylor with all her heart and wants the best for Taylor. At least, she ‘did’. Ever since Jane married Benjamin, they’ve been grown farther and farther apart. Jane didn’t know the cause of this, nor did she stop and think, she just thought that Taylor just wanted attention, and ignored Taylor. Little did she know, Taylor was actually being constantly being let down, told off, and yelled at by Ian.
Soon after, Benjamin started to become suspicious of who Taylor’s father was. (but that’s another story.) Jane started to fight constantly with her daughter, leaving Taylor to feel alone, neglected.
When Jane found Taylor out about Taylor later on from Hermes when he visited her and told Jane that Taylor was a ‘demi-god’ Jane was reluctant at first, but she accepted it when she was shown of the things that Taylor had to go through. Jane tired to contact Taylor and apologize, but Taylor was still hurt. And to his very day, she still feels unloved by her mother.
The mini profile of…
JANE|RYANN| Name: Jane Kaley Ryann
Date of Birth: March 27th 1973
Parents: Margaret Bailey (Biological mother), Kenny Bailey (Biological Father)
Sibling(s): Patrick Bailey (Biological Brother)
Relationship Status: Married to Benjamin Ryann
Child(ren): Taylor Bailey-Ryann (Biological child with Hermes), Ian Ryann (Step-son)
~TR~TR~TR~TR~
Taylor had heard her bedroom door creak. “Taylor?” her mother had asked. Taylor ignored her, typing something on her computer. Her mother, Jane Ryann had brown hair like her and the same warm brown eyes, but other than that, she was nothing like her mother. Not like Taylor wanted to be like her mother at all. Taylor turned up the music to her headphones, pretending that her mother wasn’t there.
“TAYLOR EMMA RYANN!” her mother bellowed, trying desperately to get her daughter’s attention. Taylor had barely looked up, signaling that she was listening, but continued looking at the computer screen, typing. Her mother sighed, feeling that her daughter was still mad at her for accusing her of something that Taylor didn’t do.
“Dinner’s ready in 15 minutes.” Her mother sighed, quietly closing the door behind her. Taylor had rolled her eyes, closing her laptop and her portable USB rocket stick for WiFi at the park. She honestly didn’t want to spend another second with this ‘family’ of hers, she just needed some time alone; to think about… nothing really. She just wanted to clear her mind.
She stuffed her laptop into her backpack and climbed out the window. Running. Her mother had seen her daughter exit the property, she sighed, knowing that Taylor would return sometime during the night.
~TR~TR~TR~TR~ Benjamin Ryann {Stepfather}
Benjamin disliked Taylor from day one. Imagine how he felt after dealing with her after 4 years when she ran away. Though his wife was never aware of it, he hated Taylor to the deep pits of Tartarus.
He would yell at Taylor for every time she got into trouble. He is the main reason why the relationship between Taylor and Jane is so poor, and mainly the cause of why Taylor ran away.
The mini profile of…
BENJAMIN|RYANN| Name: Benjamin (Ben) Mark Ryann
Date of Birth: November 30th 1972
Parents: Caitlyn Ryann (Biological mother), Gregory Ryann (Biological Father)
Sibling(s): Zachary Ryann (Biological brother), Mary Ryann (Biological Sister), Sera Ryann (Biological Sister)
Relationship Status: Married to Jane Ryann
Child(ren): Ian Ryann (Biological son with Megan Smith\Sean), Taylor Bailey-Ryann(Step-daughter)
~TR~TR~TR~TR~
I walked into the house. I was late from school because I had detention again. I didn’t want my step family to know, or else there would be taunts tomorrow at school, and yelling at dinner. Hey, I was just trying to stay away from all this crap. Why did I get in trouble all the time? Why was there an irresistible temptation to get in trouble all the time? How was it so easy for some others? Why was I stuck with AD\HD and dyslexia on top of that? Did god hate me? All that crap about god loving us and stuff. I wonder if he’s looking at me and saying ‘Oh look, there’s Taylor, let’s go and laugh at her!” or something.
I laid there on my bed, staring at the ceiling. It was sunny today, but I decided to come straight back home. It would seem like the best choice after I wandered off too long and these monster things chased after me. They were gross and ugly; they kept on yelling something about the Greek god Hermes. It seemed like nobody else noticed them, it was only me. They also blamed me for the damage the monsters caused. Today during class, a monster burst through the window, the others thought it was me who set of a firecracker in class, and when I looked back, it seemed as if nothing had happened and there was only smoke from the firecracker I supposedly set off. This was no fair! It wasn’t even my fault! Okay, I liked to pull a prank once in a while, but I wouldn’t be that stupid.
I heard yelling downstairs. “TAYLOR RYANN GET YOUR ARSE DOWN HERE!” the idiot my mother married yelled. Yeah, I call him that. It’s not like he had any respect for me either. I walked down the stairs, passing my step-brother’s room. He smirked at me, of course. It was him who ratted me out. He kept tabs on me at school so that he could bust me.
Sliding down the stair handle things, I jumped onto the hardwood floor, earning a glare from my step-father. “How, many times do I ha-“
“Just get to the point.” she said, crossing her arms.
“You switched the signs on the change rooms? What were you thinking?”
Taylor remained silent.
“Did you know that one of your victims happen to be your brother?”
’Well duh, it was intended for him to walk in on some random girl half clothed.’ she wanted to say, but she kept quiet and bit her bottom lip lightly.
“You’re grounded for a month. No TV, phones, gaming or anything of the sort. Hand ‘em over.” He said, trying to sound intimidating.
Taylor rolled her eyes and let him confiscate pretty much everything that he though she would need. He just didn’t know that she had saved up enough for a laptop the other month.
~TR~TR~TR~TR~
- Marina Wendy Rownes (from moo):
Name
She was born Marina Wendy Rownes, but goes by "Minna".
Age/Birthday
Born on June 1st, 1996, Minna is soon to be 15.
Name
Obviously, she's a girl.
Claimed
Yes, Minna's claimed.
Mortal Family
Minna's mother, Mania, fell in love with Leroy Rownes. His other daughter, Lily-Rose, was adopted after birth, and is not in touch with the family any more. She's a child of Hemera. Kelleai, a friend of Leroy, is now his step-wife.
Years in Camp
She has spent 4 years in CHB.
Brief History
Minna was born in New York, New York. Her father, Leroy, worked as an architect for a booming business. In 02, his job was moved to Long Island, New York. Her life was normal, and nothing major happened. 07 was when Kellai took Mania's role as mother. Kellai was crude, and always insulting Minna. She ignored Kellai, and kept to herself. Minna blended in with the background, never standing out. She was not a people person. In fact, people would torture her all the time. When only 10, Minna tried to commit suicide. When her father witnessed this, he talked to Kellai. This is also when Kellai stopped being such a pain. Not believing her random transition, Minna continued to ignore her family. She had no cousins or anything, either. The next year, her father was drunk and told Minna of her real mother, Mania. Angered, she demanded to go to the camp he also mentioned. Once there, she argued her way into staying. Besides the continues fighting with Kellai, and the lonely feelings, Minna lived a normal life before CHB. Now 15, her life in CHB is much better, but still Hell.
Physical Appearance
Minna is 5'4", a good size for her age. She doesn't tower over people, nor is she up to people's elbows. Minna is also about 105 pounds, a little light. Her figure is perfect to her, so she does not try to change it. Though Minna is stunning, she hates how she looks. Instead of changing it, she just ignores comments on it. Her natural hair color is dark brown, but hates it. Her face is heart shaped. Her nose is tiny, but cute. So, Minna dyes it a blond color. It's straight and flowy, but curls easily. She usually leaves it down, but does fancy stuff to it on fancy occasions. Minna has hazel eyes, and are very dull. She doesn't stand out in a crowd. Her pale complexion radiants against her. The skin color she has is a creamy pale, and is smooth and soft. Minna thinks of herself as boring. Her feet are rather small, only a size 6. Minna usually wears converse or sandals. Her toes and nails are usually colored black, which is her favorite color. She dresses like and average teenager. She's average. Pretty. Blerg.
Personality
Minna is an outsider- a wallflower. She likes being by herself and trusts nobody. The few friends she has are the best ones anyone could have, and she makes sure they are. Minna loves to talk, but never gets the chance. She dislikes everyone until they like her. This child does not approach people, rather she lets them approach her. If they don't approach her, she assumes they do not like her, and she will not like them. Minna cares for people, and hates when other people feel pain. She feels the pain for them. Being a child of Mania, Minna is a little crazy. She is Bi-Polar, meaning her mood rapidly changes. The easiest things will set her off. That added on to her ADHD makes her look like a psycho. Her actions are also impulsive, and Minna always fights with a blind rage. Though she's more of a loner, when she talks to people, she might scare them off. She knows of her disorder, and apologizes, and seems to smooth her relationships with people if they accept her as she is. Minna is very impatient, but always trying to cool herself off. She has to always be fumbling with things to keep concentrated. She'll easily cool off, and always constantly apologizes after she does whatever. Minna is always apologetic, but only if you deserve an apology. Though she is not a pessimist, nor an optimist. In fact, Minna is a realist. She she's everything as normal, and goes with the flow. Minna is rather tough. Maybe she looks flimsy and weak, but is actually pretty tough. Though her smarts aren't battle smart, more street smart, Minna usually wins fights. Speaking of smartness, she has an average grade point average: 2.0. It's lower because of her Dyslexia. Minna has been kicked out of three different schools for grades, one for behavior. She isn't too confident of herself. Minna thinks she is plain and boring, and nothing special, and constantly curses herself for this. She also regrets many things. Minna isn't a big partier, but doesn't mind celebrating things. She usually gets fed up with the foolish ways people act. Also, Minna is always hatin' on stereotypical, racist, and sexist people. Overall, she's a calm maniac.
Fatal Flaw
Minna's fatal flaw is that she has Nelophobia. That's a fear of glass. It's not just a little fear, but a great one. One look at glass and she passes out. Everything about glass, to her, is scary. If you have glass, don't even think about going near her. She'll either freak out and run away, or attack you like you're a robber.
Pets
This teen has two baby ducks names Saucy and Q. Saucy is male, while Q is female.
Talents
Minna is very talented at instruments. She can play piano, violin, and the drums. Though, she never gets opportunities to show that. Her skills with animals are great, and she can sing nicely. That's all, really. Besides softball, there aren't any real sports she plays. Minna isn't as talented as others. With her "powers", well, let's consider her a late bloomer.
Weapons
Minna has a 3" long celestial bronze sword that turns into a snake ring. The snake relates to it because the base of it is snake skin.
Year-Round or Summer
Because she has a terrible step-mother, Minna is a year-rounder.
Other
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