What do you fight for?

Name: Brandon Antarsia
Age/Birthday: 17, March 13th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hephaestus
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Lillian Antarsia – Mother – Alive  
Years in Camp: 7
Brief History: His mom owns a business based in Silicon Valley that researches, designs and manufactures high tech, robotic prosthetic limbs for amputees. She knew about Hephaestus’s godly nature when they met, and he fell for her easily due to her passion for robotics. She hasn’t seen Hephaestus since, but she was very accepting of the way things work with the gods. Even in the present, she knows how things work to such an extent that she is able to console Brandon when issues come up with the god’s relations with their children. Brandon grew up with technology all around him, watching his mother create wonders he couldn’t imagine. He and his mother were, and are, very close, and she very often brought him to work with her. When Brandon was 9, he was on a trip with him mom to a new R&D facility in San Francisco when they were attacked by a monster. It was an enormous hellhound, easily twice the size of the car they were driving. His mother was hit pretty hard on the head by the roof of the car, while Brandon was thrown out of it and onto the road. The hellhound pounced on him, pinning his chest to the floor, but Brandon was smart for his age. He grabbed a shard of metal from the car, and his father must have been watching over him that day because the shard contained trace amounts of celestial bronze, enough to begin to vaporize the monster with a single stab. The hellhound howled in pain, before throwing Brandon back towards the car. The monster vaporized completely not too long after, but Brandon passed out. When he next woke up, his right arm was gone. Completely gone. It turned out that when the hellhound had thrown him back towards the car, his right arm had been pierced by a shard of metal jutting out from the wreck, almost severing it completely. The heat of the engine had cauterized the wound, but the arm couldn’t be saved. Being 9 years old, Brandon had a very hard time wrapping his mind around what had happened. A few days later, he woke up and was able to feel with his right arm again. His mother, with a blessing from Hephaestus, had been able to design a prosthetic limb for Brandon that he had complete control over, as if it were his original arm. It didn’t look normal, but it felt normal, which was more than enough for Brandon. He and his mother decided it would be best for him to go to Camp Half Blood and train. So, he went. His arm was the talk of camp for a while, and new campers are still astounded by it, but 8 years later, Brandon has gotten used to it. He knows how to handle it without hurting anybody, as it gives him enhanced strength in that arm, but sometimes he has a bit of trouble controlling it when he’s fighting. He fits in well at camp, and although he normally stays year round at camp, he makes regular trips back to California to see his mom.
Physical Appearance: Obviously, the most notable part of his appearance is his arm. It is a plated steel-graphene alloy infused with celestial bronze, so he can punch a hole through a monster or a wall. While it gives him enhanced strength, as you would expect a robotic limb to do, it doesn’t give him any other abilities. No weapons or LCD screens with connection to the internet (although he’s been thinking about adding a wifi hopspot to it). It is thin at the elbow and wrist, appearing to be nothing more than joints or hinges, but the other parts are the size you would expect a normal arm to be. He has greasy black hair that is either slicked back or standing on end. He wears a pair of goggles either over his eyes or on his forehead to keep his hair out of his eyes. He normally wears white shirts, although the majority of them are stained with machine grease, as well as jeans and white sneakers that have received the same treatment. He has brown eyes the same color as chocolate, and his skin is slightly tanned, but also darkened by the soot in the forges. When in battle, he wears the standard armor, as well as a belt with clips for multiple grenades to be stored.
Personality: He is a bit stir crazy from sitting in the forges most days (most people say the sparks go to his head). Despite this, he is a generally fun person. He is very creative and most of the time is easy to get along with. From when he was 10-14, he fell into a severe state of depression, and although he seems to have recovered from it, he still has his down days. He loves working with machines, but he can get frustrated relatively easily if something just doesn’t work. The more times he attempts to fix it and fails, the more frustrated he gets. In fact, the reason his hair normally stands on end is because he’s pulled at it for hours on end trying to figure out the solution to a problem.
Fatal Flaw: Hubris. He believes that with the right tools, he can fix anything. If he fails, he believes he simply didn’t have the right tool, even when he is incapable of fixing it in reality.
Pets: He doesn’t have any pets
Talents: He is a very good blacksmith, one of the best in camp, and sometimes campers specifically come to him to request he makes them a weapon. He is very strong, due to his arm, and has been known to knock a tree down in a fit of frustration when he worked for 24 hours straight to get something working and it broke because of a simple broken gear when he turned it on. He is very good at setting up creative traps and creating new types of weapons that are praised for their ingenuity. He isn’t very good with a bow or a sword, but he has a great throwing arm.
Weapons: He has three main types of attack. First is his arm, which he prefers to use due to his great control over it. Second is his spear, ‘Hunter’ or ‘Kynigos’, which has an additional weight system in the head that causes it to alter its course so that it hits the target. His third method of attack is his grenades. They are of his own design, but he almost never uses them in camp. When the pin is pulled, a short timer is activated, and at the end of the timer a cache of greek fire is ignited, exploding with a force far greater than any traditional grenade. Due to the explosive being greek fire, the grenades have the added bonus of working underwater as well.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other:

Name: Allison Texas (Everyone calls her Tex)
Age/Birthday: 18, April 1st
Gender: Female
God Parent: Dionysus
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Lena Texas – Mother – Unknown, Johanna Carol (Carolina) – Surrogate Mother – Alive    
Years in Camp: 6
Brief History: Allison grew up in Fairfax, Virginia, where her mother was a ‘travel agent’, or at least that’s what she told everyone. In reality, she was CIA. Yes, it seems like some crappy Disney movie, a girl with a spy for a mom, but that wasn’t what it was while Allison grew up. Her mom was never there, leaving her at home with a babysitter, or alone when she got older. She would be away for weeks at a time, months on rare occasions. Despite this, her mom did love her, she just didn’t get a chance to show it much. When Allison’s mom was home, they got along quite well. They didn’t fight a lot, or even disagree on much. Allison was aware of her mom’s real job. Her mom told her, although she never even began to teach Allison the tricks of the trade, as you might expect if it was some Disney movie. Allison was not a kid spy, she was a relatively normal child, at least as far as demigods go. Her life took a turn for the worse, however, when her mom disappeared. Not dead, just gone. The agency tried to get into contact, but there was no next of kin. Instead, a member of the agency who happened to be a CHB alumni recognized her blood while they were trying to find her a home. This member, named Johanna Carol, took Allison in for a year before bringing her to Camp Half-Blood. Johanna, like Allison’s mother, didn't teach Allison anything from the CIA except for self-defense, which Allison has utilized many times. Since she got to camp, she has stayed quite solitary, and a side of her came out that had been hidden before. Over 6 years of training, which she spent entirely at camp because she stayed year round, Allison has become more than a bit of a badass. She has made an impact in camp, not only because she rarely ever speaks to people, but also because she has yet to lose a game of Capture the Flag. She doesn't play often, and only agrees to play if someone from one team actually comes up to her and personally asks her to, and then she decides whether she will or won’t depending on the structures of the teams. When she does play, she walks across the boundary line in a straight line towards the flag, quickly taking out anyone she encounters, before walking back with the flag in her hand.
Physical Appearance: Tex has long, blonde hair that is usually tied back in a ponytail. She is quite built up, but not in a bodybuilder way. In contrast to her personality, she’s actually quite attractive. In fact, the majority of the boys her age have tried (and failed) to ask her out. Her skin is relatively tanned, and her eyes are emerald green. She only has two outfits, with a slight variation for weather. She either wears a dark steel tank top with military camo pants, outfitted with numerous pockets for whatever she needs, or she wears her armor. Her armor is one of the things she is most proud of, as she got it made personally for her. It is dark steel colored, like her tank top, and has a metallic mesh in between each piece of armor, meaning that every inch of her body is protected. It comes fit with a helmet similar to a motorcyclist’s, with a reflective visor to top it off. Her armor has a chest piece, a cod piece, two pieces for each limb as well as armored gloves and boots. When she isn’t wearing armor, she wears dark leather boots that her pants are tucked into, as well as a military style hat. Sometimes, you can see dog tags hanging around her neck with the words “Texas” and “Carolina” on them.
Personality: She is the flip side of Dionysus. Generally, people only remember him as the god of parties and wine, but she brings out the brutal, unmerciful madness. She isn’t crazy, but she is aggressive, vicious, vulgar and, at times, barbaric. However, as she is the flip side of a coin for Dionysus children, she has a flip side to herself. If someone is stubborn enough to pursue her through all the hate she might throw out, willing to endure all the pain and suffering it takes to get through to her, she would consider them an actual friend and accept that person. When she accepts someone, she is protective of them, and genuinely cares about them. This can be shown by her dog tags, which she wears for her mother and her surrogate mother. She loved her mother, which is why she has “Texas” on one, and she is eternally thankful to Johanna, her surrogate mother, who she nicknamed “Carolina”, deducing that if one is a state, why not make the other.
Fatal Flaw: Her fatal flaw is holding grudges. Due to her aggressive nature, if someone wrongs her, she takes it extremely personally, even to the point where sometimes she can’t even remember why she dislikes the person.
Pets: She doesn’t have any pets.
Talents: Fighting. She isn’t the best at ranged, but when it comes to melee combat she is practically unbeatable. She’s been training with the majority of melee weapons for 6 years, and can use almost any weapon proficiently, although she’s best with her personal weapon. Despite not being the best with a bow, she is insanely good with a pistol, able to make unbelievable shots with it. Due to the fact that she’s a daughter of Dionysus, she is extremely good at holding alcohol (just don’t let anyone know that she’s drank any since she’s not at the legal drinking age yet.)
Weapons: She wields a ‘pugil stick’, which is normally a staff that is heavily padded on each end to be used in training. Obviously, Tex’s is a bit different. It is made entirely out of metal, including what is normally padding. The weapon is very strong, and can retract and extend from a small, hand sized stick. Each end also has a ‘zapper’ type function, where the ends have mechanisms similar to bug zappers, meaning that they electrify anything they touch, whether that be demigods, monsters or anything in between. The shock isn’t lethal, but it does make sure the stick packs a big punch. She named the staff Sok or simply Shock after the effect it has on contact.
Year-Round or Summer: Year Round
Other:

Name: Alexander Lyall
Age/Birthday: 17, July 14th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Itus, the god of protection
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Brienne Lyall – Mother – Alive
Years in Camp: 4
Brief History: Alexander’s mother is a member of the Secret Service, tasked with protecting the president. Brienne is on the president’s personal guard, and has fulfilled this role without any incidents for multiple presidents over the past 20 years. The only time she didn’t do so is when she was on maternity leave. Because of her work and dedication, Alexander has met multiple presidents and been to the White House more times than he can count. His mother wasn’t aware of Itus’s godly nature. It was a fling one night after a very hard day at work, but she loves her children more than anything. Alexander and his sister grew up in Washington DC, and although there were fights between them, as there always are between siblings, they have always been close. When they were 10, they had their first monster encounter and discovered their powers. Alexander was waiting in a park while his mom and Sasha were buying ice cream and out of nowhere a Nemean Lion appeared. To Brienne, it looked like a mountain lion, and she was bewildered as to how it had gotten there. It would’ve killed Alexander if he hadn’t raised his hands and created a shield. The lion practically bounced off, and then went to attack the girls. This is when the hunters came in, their arrows deflecting off the lion's pelt but still driving it away. Brienne was knocked out by the lion, but the children witnessed the entire thing. Artemis, who had been hunting the lion, then magically changed Brienne’s memory, erasing the event that just transpired and planting a thought to send Alexander and Sasha to a ‘boarding school’ when they turned 13. They spent the next 3 years together, and when the twins turned 13 they were brought by a counselor to Camp Half Blood, where they’ve been ever since. They visit their mom every so often, but the majority of the time she is focusing on her duty to the president.
Physical Appearance: Alexander has short blonde hair that naturally shapes itself into a rather blunt point in the middle. He has green-grey eyes and dimples. His skin is tanned, similar to Sasha’s, and he always wears a T-shirt the same color as his eyes, green-grey. He often wears a dark purple jacket overtop, and normally wears jeans and white sneakers. He has a rather muscular build, enough so that girls often are caught looking at him during training.
Personality: He is very protective, and is actually the older twin, born first by a matter of minutes. He never makes a big deal about it though, and neither does Sasha. He is caring to a fault, and has inherited the protective nature of his father, meaning that he’ll defend anyone who is in need of it. Due to his protective nature, he often intervenes when his sister is flirting with a guy, and while that sometimes causes an argument or two, they always make up in the end. While he cares about his sister more than anything, he does have his own life when they’re not together, and is very romantic. He, unfortunately, has received a similar treatment from Sasha that he has given to her, in which she intervenes with any budding romances that he may have. Overall, his is a kind person, and is definitely the type to take someone under his wing if the opportunity arose. He is quite easy going, often not making a big deal out of things that some would consider a huge deal. He's easy to get a laugh out of, unless it's at the expense of someone he cares about.
Fatal Flaw: Loyalty, especially to his sister. He would risk his life for her sake any day.
Pets: He doesn’t have any pets
Talents: He has the ability, given to him by his father, to create a form of force field. He can create them in different shapes, such as walls or domes, and they are quite strong. They can break when they are attacked constantly, and can only be created and sustained by Alexander raising his hand(s). The force fields take the appearance of shimmering, yellow tinted walls. The strength of the field is in direct proportion to how strong Alexander is feeling. If he is weak and tired, the field will sustain itself for a few attacks but will ultimately fall quite easily. If he is feeling strong and empowered, the field will be the same. It can block all forms of physical attack, whether it be fire or swords or arrows or anything else. At full strength, the fields can sustain a few strikes from a titan. Not a lot, but a few.
Weapons: Alexander has a kopis, a sword with a curved front end. His sword is called Kurios (after one of his father’s sword). It is made of celestial bronze, and has an enchantment on it. When in proximity with its sister blade, Xenious, it is more powerful. It will cut through stronger materials and allow whoever wields it increased battle reflexes.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other:

Name: Sasha Lyall
Age/Birthday: 17, July 14th
Gender: Female
God Parent: Itus, the god of protection
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Brienne Lyall – Mother – Alive
Years in Camp: 4
Brief History: Sasha’s mother is a member of the Secret Service, tasked with protecting the president. Brienne is on the president’s personal guard, and has fulfilled this role without any incidents for multiple presidents over the past 20 years. The only time she didn’t do so is when she was on maternity leave. Because of her work and dedication, Sasha has met multiple presidents and been to the White House more times than she can count. Her mother wasn’t aware of Itus’s godly nature. It was a fling one night after a very hard day at work, but she loves her children more than anything. Sasha and her brother grew up in Washington DC, and although there were fights between them, as there always are between siblings, they have always been close. When they were 10, they had their first monster encounter and discovered their powers. Sasha was with her mom buying ice cream while Alexander waited in the park and out of nowhere a Nemean Lion appeared. To Brienne, it looked like a mountain lion, and she was bewildered as to how it had gotten there. It would’ve killed Alexander if he hadn’t raised his hands and created a shield. The lion practically bounced off, and then went to attack Sasha and her mother. This is when the hunters came in, their arrows deflecting off the lion's pelt but still driving it away. Brienne was knocked out by the lion, but the children witnessed the entire thing. Artemis, who had been hunting the lion, then magically changed Brienne’s memory, erasing the event that just transpired and planting a thought to send Alexander and Sasha to a ‘boarding school’ when they turned 13. They spent the next 3 years together, and when the twins turned 13 they were brought by a counselor to Camp Half Blood, where they’ve been ever since. They visit their mom every so often, but the majority of the time she is focusing on her duty to the president.
Physical Appearance: Sasha has choppy blonde hair with a pink highlight down the right side of it. She has grey eyes and always wears slightly purple lipstick. She has a lean figure and a scar on her left cheek. Sasha has tanned skin, and always wears a low-cut, light purple tank top. When it’s cold or raining, she’ll add a green jacket to the mix. She pretty much always wears black tights and white converse. She has the type of body that makes guys look when she enters a room, and she isn’t shy about it. She just doesn’t let anyone get their hands on it.
Personality: Sasha can be very aggressive or very sweet, it really depends on who she’s talking to. If it’s a cute guy, or something along those lines, she’ll act very flirtatious, often resulting in her brother intervening in some way. If it’s someone she dislikes, often because she is jealous of them in some way, she can be the total opposite. She is dismissive and just flat out rude. The only exception to the first situation is if a guy gets grabby at all, in which case she will not hesitate to break his arm. She has a very good relationship with her brother, but can get jealous of him, especially if he is in a relationship with a girl. For the majority of their lives, they’ve protected each other, and she doesn’t want anyone getting in the way of that.
Fatal Flaw: Envy. She can get very jealous, and that can (and will) lead her to do illogical things to try and get what she wants.
Pets: She doesn’t have any pets
Talents: She has the ability, given to her by her father, to create a form of force field. She can create them in different shapes, such as walls or domes, and they are quite strong. They can break when they are attacked constantly, and can only be created and sustained by Sasha raising her hand(s). The force fields take the appearance of shimmering, yellow tinted walls. The strength of the field is in direct proportion to how strong Sasha is feeling. If she is weak and tired, the field will sustain itself for a few attacks but will ultimately fall quite easily. If she is feeling strong and empowered, the field will be the same. It can block all forms of physical attack, whether it be fire or swords or arrows or anything else. At full strength, the fields can sustain a few strikes from a titan. Not a lot, but a few.
Weapons: Sasha has a kopis, a sword with a curved front end. His sword is called Xenious (after one of her father’s sword). It is made of celestial bronze, and has an enchantment on it. When in proximity with its brother blade, Kurios, it is more powerful. It will cut through stronger materials and allow whoever wields it increased battle reflexes.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other:

Name: Christopher Stark
Age/Birthday: 18, January 6th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Ares
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Virginia Stark - Mother - Comatose, Alexander Stark - Step-Father - Alive
Years in Camp: 6
Brief History: Virginia Burns was an army nurse stationed in Afghanistan when she met Ares, who appeared as a fellow soldier. Near the end of her second tour, she found that she was pregnant, and Ares was the father. She didn't know Ares was a god, but she cared for her child as much as any other mother. She met another man, a fellow soldier named Alexander, whom she married not long after Christopher was born. He was a strict father, but treated Christopher as his own. He grew up in a military household, training as he grew, giving him an amazing physical structure. His life was fairly normal until he turned 12. It was then that he had his first monster encounter. A drakon. It overturned the car they were in, throwing his mother a significant distance and knocking his step-father out cold. Christopher, a 12 year old, did the first thing he could think of. He grabbed his step-father's sidearm and started shooting and the monster. To this day Christopher doesn't understand why it worked. The bullets weren't made of celestial bronze or any other godly material, but they pierced through the drakon's hide, angering it to the point where it tried to just eat him. When it tried to do that, Christopher shot a bullet through one of it's eyes, killing it. He then passed out, and the carcass dissolved, only leaving a few scales behind. A few hours later he was woken up by paramedics. They stated that a truck had hit the car, and although his step-father was alright, his mother was in a coma. Christopher was claimed after the experience, and kept the drakon scales as a trophy. Christopher spent the summer at Camp Half Blood, brought there by a satyr, but decided to go back home after the summer was over. When he got home, he decided to enlist, or at least do what he could. He entered a junior boot camp of sorts, learning the basics of math, English, history, etc. while also performing daily drills and exercises. As he grew up, he spent his summers at camp, training with demigods, and the school year at boot camp, training with the military. At the age of 18 he finished the entire training course, and now stays year round at camp. He visits his mother regularly, and keeps in touch with his step-father.
Physical Appearance: Christopher has choppy, dirty blonde hair that is quite short. His skin is tanned, and he has stormy blue eyes. He is very, very built up from years of training. He stands at 6"3, and he has a few scars across his body, specifically:
- A scar on his left shoulder blade to his mid back from the accident
- A scar on his right forearm and on his left hand from an accident in his boot camp where he fell into barbed wire
- A scar across his abdomen from a hellhound attack when he was 14
- A scar on his right cheek from a fight he got into with another recruit
Personality: He is very militaristic. When it comes to battle, he has a strategic calm to him beforehand which transforms into bloodlust and excitement during the battle. He is always seen grinning wildly during a fight, and is definitely his happiest while swinging his sword. Outside of battle, he is very aggressive. He hits on girls and just plain hits guys, and he is brutally honest. If someone is stupid or ugly, he'll tell them. He is very insensitive, and has a hard shell. Once that shell is broken, however, he has a soft core. He cares about his mother a lot, and hasn't told anyone about her state to this date.
Fatal Flaw: Aggressiveness. He has such a bloodlust in battle that he will lose sight of himself completely, causing great risk to his life.
Pets: He doesn't have any pets, but his step-father has a bulldog named Ralph.
Talents: Christopher is a son of Ares through and through. He is a good strategist, and an amazing fighter. He is good with all melee weapons but excels with his personal weapon. He is immensely strong, but outside of strategy not extremely intelligent due to his military focused upbringing.
Weapons: As his main weapon, he uses a two-handed broadsword. The interesting part is the material. Christopher took the scales from the drakon and had a child of Hephaestus melt them down and cast a blade. It is pitch black and incredibly sharp. He named it Drakon after the beast he killed to obtain it.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round, formally summer
Other:

Name: Connie Arima
Age/Birthday: 16, August 28th
Gender: Female
God Parent: Morpheus
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Helen Arima - Mother - Deceased
Years in Camp: 0
Brief History: Connie never knew her mother. After she died in childbirth, Connie was taken to an orphanage in Chicago. She grew up quite a loner, rarely interacting with the other children, and even more rarely interacting with potential parents. It stayed that way for years until Connie turned 12. She decided she was sick and tired of the place and took off. Being 12 years old, you'd think she wouldn't get to a different neighborhood on her own, let alone a different city. But, she was resourceful, hitch hiking and sneaking her way to New York. It was there where she turned 13 and was claimed by her father. The next thing she remembers is Thalia's pine tree about a mile down the road from the car she was driving. Checking her license and the car's registration, she discovered that it was indeed her's and she could be driving it, but she had no idea how she had gotten there, or why she was there.
Physical Appearance: Connie has smooth, brown hair. Naturally it goes to her lower back, but the back part is usually tied in a ponytail while the front part is combed over the right side of her face. She isn't short per say, but she often has to tilt her head slightly upwards to talk to people of average height. She has quite pale skin and chocolate brown eyes that make her quite pretty. Connie normally wears a brown, oversized shirt that hangs off of one shoulder with a white undershirt beneath that, as well as dark blue jeans. She wears white converse pretty much all the time, and has a brown fluffy coat for cold weather.
Personality: Connie has a very strong sense of justice. She will do what she feels is right, regardless of the status quo or any other personal bias. She quite shy around anyone she doesn't know well, but is the opposite around people she does know well. She gets very frustrated with herself when she messes up anything, and is almost self destructive. She has a form of clinical depression called Bipolar Spectrum Disorder, a condition that means she fluctuates from good to bad. It's not an instant flip, more like a sine wave. She can be very bitter, and holds a grudge like you wouldn't believe. She feels very deeply, whether it be anger or love. When she cares about someone, she really cares about them.
Fatal Flaw: Holding grudges.
Pets: She doesn't have any pets.
Talents: As a child of Morpheus, she can share dreams with other people. She doesn't have to be in contact with, or even nearby, the person. The only requirement is that they are both asleep. In addition to this, every single dream she has is a lucid dream, meaning that she is always aware when she is dreaming (or, as she found out while training with a daughter of Hecate, under any kind of illusion), and has the ability to control said dreams. She has less control while in other people's dream, but still is powerful.
Weapons: Connie uses a disk named Oneiroi. It is made of celestial bronze, and transforms into an amulet shaped like a dream catcher. In addition to transforming into her weapon, the amulet allows her to change her physical appearance. This extends to hair and eye color, skin tone, hair length, body structure, vocal tone, height and even gender. The effects are never permanent, they are just an illusion, but they are sustained as long as she chooses to and so long as she is in contact with the amulet.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other: The car she owns is a silver Jaguar XK8. During the years of her memory that were lost, she was found by a follower of Kronos and joined their cause. She had her memory erased when she was assigned a mission to gather information about camp. https://camphalfblood.forummotion.com/t14609-plotting-a-betrayal

Name: Septimus Roronoa
Age/Birthday: 18, January 26th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Nyx
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Yoshi Roronoa - Father - Alive, Sarah Joy Roronoa - Grandmother - Alive, Haru Roronoa - Grandfather, Septimus Joy - Great-Grandfather - Alive
Years in Camp: 6
Brief History: Septimus was born to the son of a US ambassador and a Japanese native in Tokyo. His father fell in love with Nyx one night after he was found outside of a bar, picking himself up in the dark alley. She appeared out of the shadows, offering to help him to his home. He had been drinking a bit, and when they eventually got to the hotel they spent the night together. In the morning, he asked her for it not to be just a one night stand. Smiling, she agreed, although she stated that she could not stay for more than a year. He promised he would make it the best year of her life. 9 months later, Septimus was born, named after his great-grandfather. When Nyx left, his father was heartbroken, but not to the point of going back to his old drinking habits. Septimus was sent to a US school just outside of Tokyo. He did fairly well in most of his classes, but couldn't make heads or tails of Japanese. He never really got the hang of it, and to this day he can't speak a word. Even though he was overseas, his primordial blood made him a target for monsters. When he was 6, he was attacked by the chimera while on a field trip to the city. He narrowly avoided the attack, allowing the monster to run into traffic and get run over. After the event, he started training with a weapon. He chose a katana, and took a rigorous 3 hour daily training course from the time he was 6 onwards. It included deep meditation, which was extremely difficult for him at the time, intense training and insane focus. After 4 years, however, he was a master. The course ended at that point, but he carries out the meditation, training and focus techniques on a daily basis to this day. When he was 12, the symbol of Nyx appeared over his head and a demigod was there to witness it. With the knowledge of his parentage, the demigod iris messages Chiron, who sent a satyr to pick him up. His father was told that he was being sent to a boarding school in the US due to his amazing academics. Since then he has stayed at camp year round, occasionally visiting his father back in Japan.
Physical Appearance: Septimus has jet black hair that almost shines. It is medium length and it goes straight down. His skin is slightly tanned with an Asian tone to it. His eyes are dark, forest green, and his body structure is quite muscular due to his daily training course. He stands at about 6 feet, and is able to best almost anyone in a sword fight.
Personality: Septimus is calm and quiet. He strikes quickly and efficiently, and doesn't waste words. He communicates what needs to be said in as little words as possible, most of the time. His demeanor can be absolutely shattered by something genuinely surprising or something that takes him off guard. When this happens, his namesake comes out and he talks like an average American. He is very serious about his training course, refusing to give it up for anything. Septimus is serious about a lot of things, but if someone is close to him they will be able to hear him laugh. The problem is, getting close to him is a lot easier said than done.
Fatal Flaw: Singularity. He shuts everyone out unless they prove themselves to him, meaning that he never had anyone to turn to when he is in need.
Pets: He doesn't have any pets.
Talents: Septimus has two main abilities. The first is given to him by his blood, being a son of Nyx. He has the ability to transform himself into a living shadow. This will mean that he is pitch black in color, intangible, capable of flight and many other things. The most common comparison is to Peter Pan's shadow in the animated movie. His second ability is amazing due to the fact that he gained it through training. He has the ability to control his sword. His blade is so sharp that it would cut you if you lightly ran your fingers over the blade. If he were to slash at a piece of paper but didn't want to cut it, the paper would not be cut. If he slashed at a titanium pole and wanted it to cut through, the blade would slice through like a hot knife through butter. One of Septimus's talents is meditation. He is able to sit for hours on end without food or water, simply concentrating and meditating.
Weapons: His sword, Nychta, is a two-handed katana made of Stygian Iron. The hilt is embroider with criss-crossing golden threads. Inscribed on both sides of the sword blade is the Japanese word for Shadow (影).
Year-Round or Summer: Year-round
Other:

Name: Rosalyn Silver
Age/Birthday: 16, July 4th
Gender: Female
God Parent: Zeus
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Thea Silver - Mother - Deceased
Years in Camp: 7
Brief History: Rosalyn was born to Thea Silver in Champagne, Illinois. Thea was a low level reporter that caught Zeus's eye during a segment about some recent lightning storms. It was a one night fling, and Thea never knew who Zeus was, but she loved Rosalyn with all her heart. They spent loads of time together, with Rosalyn being homeschooled by Thea and Thea taking Rosalyn on trips when she had to do news segments out of town. Her life seemed almost perfect. Obviously, nothing is truly perfect. Rosalyn was isolated. She didn't have any real friends other than her mother. She preferred to be on her own, and didn't get along well with other kids. Then, tragedy struck. While they were in New York for a segment very similar to the one that originally caught Zeus's eye, they were attacked by hellhounds. The hounds totaled their car, throwing Rosalyn from the wreckage by accident. Thinking she was still inside, they tore the care apart. When the ambulances finally arrived, there wasn't a body left to bury. Rosalyn went into a state of arrested development. She didn't have anywhere to turn, or anyone to turn to, so Zeus took pity on her. She was a 9 year old orphan who didn't have anyone in the world to look out for her, so she 'accidentally' ran into a demigod who was on a trip into the city. Zeus claimed her in the presence of this demigod, and he took Rosalyn to camp. She has lived there ever since, and by the time she realize what had really happened to her mother, she was at a stage where she was able to move on. Now, she has lived at camp without ever leaving for 7 years, and is ever eager to kill monsters, hellhounds in particular.
Physical Appearance: Rosalyn had short, black hair with dark red highlights. She has silver eyes and pale skin. She is quite short and has a high pitched voice. Rosalyn wears a black skirt with red trimmings and black leggings underneath. She wears red boots with a sole that is an inch thick in an attempt to make herself seem taller. She wears a red cloak that has a hood and she wears a tight fitting black top with red trimmings. (If you haven't noticed, red is kinda her color).
Personality: Rosalyn entered a state of arrested development when her mother was killed. She was never really a people person, and now she has a mental state similar to that of a 9 year old. She is constantly looking for acceptance and wants to prove that she is capable of handling things on her own, even if she isn't actually able to handle things. She doesn't like getting help with things, and only accepts it wholeheartedly if it's an extreme circumstance (like life or death). She is extremely hyperactive, and her powers don't help much with that.
Fatal Flaw: Naïvety. She believes that she can accomplish anything she puts her mind to. This, obviously, is not really true. It does mean that she might go head on against a drakon, alone, in an attempt to prove herself, which could kill her if someone else doesn't intervene.
Pets: No pets.
Talents: Unlike other children of Zeus, Rosalyn cannot fly. However, she can propel herself. She can use wind to make her sprint by faster than the eye can follow or to boost herself into the air with a type of 'super-jump', but cannot sustain flight. She also has a rather unique power. With Zeus being the lord of airwaves as well, she can use Iris messages as a sort of portal. This is not a limitless power to take her anywhere, as she can only open iris messages with a drachma and a rainbow. She can only open an Iris message to places where there is someone she knows. If she is heading to Los Angles, she will have to travel there on her own because she doesn't know anyone there. However, she can get back to camp very quickly because she knows people who are there. The portal is only one way, but she can bring other people/things with her.
Weapons: Rosalyn has a large scythe that she uses as a weapon. It is roughly 50% taller than her, and she can only really use it due to her ability to propel herself with wind. She often uses it by holding it behind her, slicing into monsters as she zips past. The scythe is named Rose, as it follows her color scheme of being red and black, with the blade being the only thing silver.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-round
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