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C O L T O N | K Y L E | W I N T E R S

Gender:
Male

Age:
15

Description:
The boy takes after his father with his medium-length, dark, brown hair. Unlike most boys his age, he prefers to keep it clean and short wearing no product in it. He’s often found running his hand through it as a nervous habit. He has light, gentle blue eyes that sparkle when he’s happy. Colton stands at about six foot two, towering over most girls at camp. His height usually disadvantages him, though. He’s very clumsy, given he plays hockey. He’s built atheletically and looks it. He has a very strong bone structure in his face, making him look older than seventeen. Generally he dresses like a normal teenaged boy. Plain t-shirts, ball caps, dark Levi jeans and Nikes.

God and mortal parent:
His mother is Eucleia, goddess of good repute and glory. His father was Allan Winters. But Allan died at the young age of thirty-four. Colton was only ten.

Personality:
He is very sweet and gentle. Colton has a very good-natured attitude. He’s very carefree and doesn’t like to like to do what he’s told. He doesn’t like orders and cannot sit still. Which is partly why he joined a hockey team. Colton loves animals and would never hurt a living thing, which is a trait he got from his father, who’s own father was a veterinarian. Colton practically lives by the saying, ‘Only the dead or a fool is fearless.’ Colton is not dead, nor a fool. But he fears no one. Only a thing: darkness. Colton is terrified of the dark. That, and butterflies. Something in Colton’s childhood caused him to hate the dark. He could never remember what it was until a few years ago. A therapist told Colton that Colton, himself, had repressed a memory because it was so traumatic. Now that he had realized his fear, he does much better with the dark. Not completely head over heels cured, but better. In general, Colton doesn’t like violence. Unless it’s on the ice. Then it’s ok in his mind. Which is a bit odd. Colton prefers laughy, positive jokes over sarcastic ones, and isn’t sarcastic very often. Colton will do anything to protect a friend, or anything to help a friend, which is his fatal flaw.

Powers**:
Aside from his good-natured attitude in the sports world, he has no powers.

Flaws***:
-His fear of the dark
-His loyalty to his friends

Pets:
He has a Golden Retriever named Rocky.

Weapon****:
He has a simple CB sword with no name.

Talents/Skills:
-Hockey
-Cooking
-Ice Skating

Biography*:
He grew up in the heart of Tornado Alley, in a little unknown town. Colton was an extremely happy child, exuberant. That is, until the repressed memory happened. Colton prefers to not think about it, but sometimes it pops up in his mind every so often.
It was a dark, windy night. There was a storm blowing something fierce outside. Eight-year-old Colton was sleeping in his room when the storm ripped through his hometown. First he heard the sirens. Then he saw the red flashing alarms illuminating his windows. Suddenly the glass blew inward and rain and debris flew in. Colton screamed as the power went out and his fire-fighter night-lite went out. Complete darkness surrounded him. Colton screamed still, but the wind drowned out his voice.
Crawling under his covers, he peeked out the window with the glass still intact. It was too dark and windy to see anything, but a lightning strike hit the ground in the field and the whole sky lit up. A black, funnel shaped cloud tore up the Venerelli’s field. Colton’s blue eyes went wide. Suddenly his door was kicked open. Colton’s father stood there, his eyes wide and his hair messed up. “Colton, buddy, come on! We gotta go!” Colton’s father picked Colton up in the complete darkness and Colton screamed as he grabbed Blue. Blue was his old stuffed dog. Rocky, who was a young puppy at the time, bounded down the hallway and out the door. Colton’s father ran with him out the door. Their neighbors were all heading to the storm cellars as they screamed. Children cried out. The wind screamed. Dogs howled. Cats hissed. Car alarms went off. All in the complete darkness. Colton’s eyes were squeezed shut as he and his father bounced along. He couldn’t see anything, but he had other senses. Soon he and his father and dog were all in the storm cellar with the Venerelli’s. The Venerelli’s looked just as scared as Colton’s dad.
“Allan, I can’t believe this!” Mrs. Venerelli cried to Colton’s dad, Allan. Allan nodded solemnly. The youngest Venerelli daughter looked at Colton and tried to smile. She was his age with curly dark hair and big green eyes. At that point, Colton broke down crying.
After that little incident, Colton’s dad became very sick with cancer, throat cancer of some form. Colton stayed with the Venerelli’s. His dad died when he was only ten. After the funeral Colton began to live with them as well, coming to know them as a family. The only real family he had left was Blue, and Rocky. Colton tried to keep up in school only to manage a C average. He tried so hard. It was just too difficult for him. He was a chubby child, getting made fun of for his weight. Although, there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Except join a sport, which was precisely what he did. He joined hockey and started lifting weights. He became more built and his anger at his mother for leaving began to disintegrate. He was soon a happy guy again, at the age of fourteen. He was much more handsome as he begun to take after the looks of his father. He started dating the youngest Venerelli daughter, Maggie. Soon Colton was alerted that he was a demigod and that he needed to be escorted to camp. He wasn’t reluctant to come. He wanted to see what it was about.

Notes:
Yesh. This character was made for Destiny Skys. BACK OFF, LADIES.





K E N D A L L | C O R O N A

Age:
16

Birthday:
April 15th

Gender:
Male

God Parent:
Apollo

Mortal Parent:
Maria Corona

Brief History:
Kendall grew up in Miami. His mother was a poor lifeguard living in a small city apartment with hardly any money or clothes for herself. She woke up one day with a feeling that something good would happen. Maria pulled herself out of bed and struggled into cuttoff jean shorts with a white and red lifeguard tanktop. She grabbed her bag and keys off the kitchen counter and made a mental note to take care of the mountain of dishes in the sink. She slipped into her flip-flops and saw the door already open with her friend, Bridget, standing there with a towel. Her sunglasses slipped onto her head holding back the hair that swung in her face. Bridget was grinning at Maria. "Hey. Let's go!" Bridget threw Maria's sunglasses at Maria and the two raced down the stairs.
At the beach Maria had a few hours before her shift started at nine. It was a Saturday and it was six in the morning. Bridget and Maria highly doubted that anyone would be here at this time. Bridget jogged down the shore and opened up The Shack's doors. Bridget ran The Shack. Which was a board shop. Maria set her stuff down on a guard chair as Bridget dragged back their boards from The Shack. As they made small talk about the upcoming swells, a lone surfer rode the waves like it was his home. Maria watched the guy with awe on her face. Bridget was talking about a wave she took on the other day and drifted off as she realized Maria wasn't paying attention. She shook her hand in front of her friend's face. "Earth to Maria!" Maria shook and blushed.
"Sorry. It's just...yeah...who is that guy?" She asked pointing at the lone surfer.
Bridget looked off and squinted. "That's this guy. He comes here every morning. No one knows his name or where he came from. But he's good. Like he was taught by a freakin' god or something. I dunno."
As if on cue, the surfer rode his last wave in. Soon he was in the sand shaking out his sandy blonde hair and picking up a towel from the ground. He put it around his neck like a scarf and grabbed his shirt and flip-flops and board. He started walked over to the girls. Bridget put on her flirty face and Maria instantly started doing something else, like fiddling with the string on her shorts. Bridget was tall, blonde, long-legged and blonde. Her blonde hair was like a waterfall of blonde cascading down her shoulders in waves. She had the sky blue eyes to make her look like a typical California girl. Except they lived in Miami. Bridget smiled with a flirty glint in her blue eyes and said, "Hey," in a husky tone of voice. The guy smiled with a super white smile. Probably had it whitened with chemicals. He wasn't looking at Bridget, but at Maria. Little, small, petite Maria with the long, dark brown hair and the deep-set brown eyes. The Italian build with a broad-face. Maria, that's who the surfer guy was looking at. She glanced up shyly and said, "Hi."
And that was how it all began. The guy introduced himself as Apollo. They didn't believe he was the real god until he showed them his true form. They turned their heads but still saw lights shining through closed eyes. Bridget became accustomed to Apollo spending the night with Maria in her apartment and soon Maria found out she was expecting a baby. Apollo was over-joyed. But he soon had to return to Olympus. Maria was saddened but Apollo gave her a parting gift as he left. It was a simple longbow. It had a beautiful black finish and it's wood was glossy with sun rays carved into it. It's string was golden and seemed to shine as it was pulled back to shoot. The quiver was matching with golden rays of sun carved into it.
Apollo told Maria about Camp then, and that she'd have to send their child to Camp whenever the monsters came. Maria was alarmed, but she promised. A few weeks later, Kendall Trevor Corona was born. He grew up as an easy-going boy with little worries. As he advanced into middle school, things began to come more easily. He only had trouble with academics. Making friends wasn't a problem. Kendall hung out with the popular crowd. However he started failing most of his subjects. Although it wasn't his real fault, his brain was programmed for ancient greek. Eventually the monsters started attacking and he had to leave for camp with the bow and arrows from Apollo.

Personality:
Kendall is really easy-going. He agrees with most things and if he doesn't, he merely suggests something else without an attitude. He doesn't like confrontations, nor does he like violence. He is a very cooperative person and will do most things people tell him to do. Only as long as they're sensible. He's got street-smarts, but he isn't very academically smart. Common-sense. He often says, "Ignorance is bliss." Kendall has a very carefree attitude and procrastinates. He had a project assigned to him at the begining of a semester and he did it quickly the night before. Kendall is a very charismatic person and people often look to him for directions or to be told what to do. Kendall prefers to be funny than smart. It got him through middle school (as well as his looks) and it could get him through life. He's usually willing to take risks and try new things. However his daring-ness doesn't make him an agressive guy. He's very gentle and caring.

Physical Appearance:
Kendall is a medium sized guy who stands at about five foot nine. Not as tall as some of the giants around camp, but still kinda tall. At sixteen he's known for his tawny brown locks of hair. They used to fall messily down to his shoulders but he chopped it off and now it just sits on his head and it waves in the breeze. He often runs his hands through it, as a nervous habit. His eyes are a bright sky blue, they glint when he's happy and when's he's annoyed they just look sad. His eyebrows are dark color and he has a bit of facial hair, however he shaves it off. His face is in the shape of an oval and he has an athelete's build. He's usually found in Pumas and baggy light colored jeans with a camp t-shirt. Or a sweatshirt over it. His mother claims that the only way he gets what he wants in life is with his extremely good looks. He disagrees with his mother, saying that he isn't good-looking at all. That it's just his personality. Most girls and women would clearly dissagree. Kendall doesn't like to date though. He's rather stubborn about it. He has long arms with big hands, long bony fingers perfect for piano-playing. Except he plays the Ukulele. He used to parade around school in the hallways in between classes and play and sing. He wasn't very good at singing but he could play. He's usually found with his bow and quiver on him at all times.

Fatal Flaw:
The fact that he trusts most everyone.

Talents:
-His Ukulele playing
-Archery
-Writing
-Healing

Weapons:
His bow and arrows. [see description above]


Pets:
His small tortishell cat, named Umbra.
Umbra:


Other:
Yeah...none. xD





D A I S Y | M A Y | [mayza] S O M M E R S

Age:
14

Birthday:
April 2nd 1993

Gender:
We're almost positive she's a girl.

God Parent:
Iris

Mortal Parent:
Rob Summers

Brief History:
Her and her dad, Rob, who she called Roberto/Robbie/Rainbow King, almost never traveled. They liked to stay in their small, cozy home in Southern Ohio. They lived in a small, two-bedroom ranch with a large farm surrounding it. Her father was a artist with no intention of using the farmspace at all. So he turned it into a horse-stables. He let people rent the barn out for their horses and hired a bunch of people to run it, since he was much too lazy to do it himself. Daisy never much cared for horses or animals, or responsiblity for that matter. So whenever she was asked about her horse-renting business at school she'd reply, "Ask my pops."
Daisy has a rather boring history actually. Not much happened in her, due to the fact that her mother is the goddess of rainbows, therefore monsters kind of just ignored her. She came to camp at age thirteen for the summer and the summer only. She is currently at camp due to a recent school shooting; her father had decided that it'd be safer if she finished out her semester at camp. The teachers send her the work and she usually completes it. An easy lifestyle.

Physical Appearance:
Daisy has short, dark, choppy, layered, brown hair that falls to about the bottom of her upper back. So it's not super long, but not super short either. She loves her hair; she used to wear it long until she saw a magazine ad with a girl wearing her hair in a punk look. But when she got it cut like that, the look wasn't really her thing so she just wore her hair naturally curly. It almost never lies flat unless a salon straightener is taken to it with some serious products. It usually fuzzes up unless she applies a anti-friz serum on it. The shortest layer is about two and a half inches long.
Her eyes aren't a dominant color; as they shift between gray, blue, and green. Usually green in the light. Blue in artificial light, and gray with not much light. She almost never wears make-up, as it is too much of a hassle to put on and take off, since she's extremely lazy and non-caring. The only make-up she does wear is a little black eyeliner halfway lined under her eyes. Sometimes. Her eyebrows are rather bushy, but she waxes them until they're perfectly arched. Under her eyes lie her secrets of her insomnia and her wierdo sleeping disorder.
She stands at about five foot two and isn't exactly skinny, but she isn't fat either. She's a hundred and twenty pounds but the weight lies in her large leg muscles, as she is and was a soccer play for the past...seven years. Her arms are rather skinny, but she has powerful legs to makeup for her short arms and tiny hands. She is usually found wearing flare jeans or bootcut jeans and almost never shoes. The only shoes she wears are Converse or flip-flops. Flip-flops in the winter and Converse in the summer. She tends to wear hoodies alot or t-shirts covered in paint.

Personality:
Daisy has a very bubbly, yet random personality. You could tell her anything and she would keep that secret no matter what. She will stand up for herself and her friends no matter what the consequences. You could be telling her about how your boyfriend just broke up with you and then she'd say something like, "Don't you love how men are like clouds? Just drifting in sight when you're bored and then drifting away when you're satisfied?" Daisy is very wise, she just doesn't exactly embrace it. She never follows a conversation and can't really carry one either. She'll change the subject faster than you can follow. In fact most people needed a translator for when they stayed at her and her father's house. They were both like this.
Most of the time, Daisy's really happy and fun to be around. She acts extremely crazy (in a good way) at times. Other times, she acts distant and not caring. She is a very lazy person and will do anything to get out of doing work. Like reading, for example; she doesn't do it. She just won't. She'll do anything to get out of it. Unlike most halfbloods, she wasn't diagnosed with dyslexia. Just ADHD. She reads perfectly and fluently. Her grammar is perfect as well and she's afraid that the other demigods will think she's a snob or something so she fakes illiteracy and sometimes acts airheaded to protect that.

Talents:
She's amazing at painting, although not realistic painting. More like...abstract painting.
She isn't too bad at singing either.

Pets:
A small lizard name Jekyll.



C H A R L O T T E | G R A C E [charlie] | O S G O O D E

Age:
Thirteen

Birthday:
March 1st

Gender:
Female

God Parent:
Athena

Mortal Parent:
Liam Osgoode

Years in Camp:
Two, but she's a summer camper, usually. So two summers.

Brief History:
Charlie grew up in small town South Carolina. While all of her neighbors were illiterate hill-billies, her father, Liam was an educated man from Harvard. A major in English, he wrote books about the Civil War. He loved the Civil war, so did his daughter. Both of them would take place in reinactments during the summer time. Liam ran the town library. So he always had acess to the books if he needed to look something up. Not too many people visted the library, in fact some of the townies made up stories about it. Saying that it was haunted and Liam was a ghost and his daughter was a prisoner.
In school Charlie would be the one who sat next to the window and would stare out of it, making her own little theories about how things worked. She hated school, unlike most children of Athena. Charlie was naturally smart, and could usually do pretty good in school without much studying. But she couldn't remember things. Which is what worried her about finals and exams. Often she would find herself getting yelled at to pay attention in school. She couldn't help it. One day the teacher was teaching the math class about Polygons when Charlie was staring out the window, again. "That's it!" The teacher cried and marched over to Charlie. Charlie looked up suddenly, her eyes full of wonder as to what the teacher would do. The teacher grabbed Charlie by the hand and ripped her out of the desk. Charlie whimpered, "Ouch that hurt my wrist," She said as she cradled her wrist. The teacher growled and her eyes turned red and she attacked Charlie. Charlie barely survived the attack and that night her father talked about camp. Liam always knew about Athena and Charlie didn't until that day. So Liam and Charlie took a bus to Camp and she stayed there.

Physical Appearance:
Charlie has long, wavy, dark brown hair to her mid-back. Her bangs part off to the side. She likes to wear it down and loose, natural. Her hair cutter once told her she had beautiful hair, but she didn't believe her. She has light, steel gray eyes. They're piercing at times, yet gentle and wandering, curious, even. Charlie doesn't feel the need to wear makeup, mostly because she's too lazy to put it on. When she wears her hair down, you can't tell if she's wearing makeup or not. When she has her hair up, you can tell. Charlie stands at a small height of five foot two inches. Charlie didn't really care for any sport except soccer. But she hasn't played soccer in awhile. She usually is found in a short hippe/bohemian dress with tights and Converse. Usually a belt too. Charlie has the quarkiest glasses; they're big and thick framed since she's nearly blind without them. She got them in the Wal-Mart in S. Carolina and since they didn't have great prescription glasses she got the old ones. At first the kids made fun of her in school for them, but she loved them. Charlie is always found with her sideways satchel and several thick books. Right now she is working on the Harry Potter series.

Personality:
Charlie tends to avoid people since she hasn't had the best expirences with them. Charlie doesn't like to speak out with her voice but with her actions or her writing. Charlie aspires to be a writer like her father. Charlie loves to read and if there's a soft patch of grass around, then you know where to find her. She isn't shy, though. She doesn't like to talk to people because she finds them not easy to talk to on a level that they understand. She does talk with her siblings though. Charlie is quarky and good with words. She's "freakishly smart" as her classmates would tell her. She has the tendency to freeze up during situations which is why she prefers the infimary over battles. She's wierd like that. Charlie is very patient and can wait. Charlie wasn't diagnosed with ADHD, rather ADD. The inability to pay attention. She also has really bad allergies to horses and dogs. But not cats. Charlie isn't inactive but she isn't extremely worky-outy either. She likes to eat though, but not too much. She knows she has to watch what she eats. She tends to keep to herself, which ties in with her avoidance of people.

Pets:
She has a beagle named, Copper.

Talents:
Not really any demigod talents.

Weapons:
She carries a dagger on her at all times, and pepper spray.

Other:
None




W I L L I A M | T R E V O R | M I C H A E L S

Birthday:
This is a long story. He was born a few months ago, but the gods sped up his aging alot and stopped it at 16. His actual birth was sped up too.

Gender:
Boy

Years In Camp:
I guess none. First year.

God Parent:
I'm leaving these blank since most people know what happened.

Mortal Parent:
Uh...Well he has half mortal parents, Roxanne and Steven.

Brief History:
Will was born premature from his mother at camp. The whole thing was very scandolous. His mother had cheated on her boyfriend at age 18 and had him very premature as a young boy. It just happened. She couldn't control it or herself at the time. Will was born and his first few days at camp were rough. Seeing as though his own father had hated him since the day he was born. His father never wanted a kid. Never really liked Will. Roxanne begged Steven to stay and help her raise him but he told her no and left to go play soccer in Germany. Roxanne was completely on her own. Being a daughter of Zeus her father took pity on her and changed Will from baby into a young man so Roxanne would have it easy. Seeing as how Roxanne needed to go to college and was the cabin leader. Destiny Skyys, another one of his mother's best friends, instantly fell in love with the baby Will and decided to get him a few gifts. Storm Chaser and the blankie. Naturally she was upsetted by the fact that he couldn't use the bottle or blankie, even though Will sleeps with the blankie still every night. One fateful day when Roxanne's best friend, Madeline Kinze, walked into the room, Will fell in love with her although she was technically his aunt.

Physical Appearance:
Built like a truck was the first sentence used to describe him by Roxanne, tall, six five, has a nice sculpted face with stormy green-blue gray eyes like his mother. His ears are a bit pointed like an elf. He has highcheekbones and slightly arched eyebrows. He always wears an expression that looks like he might dropped a firecracker down your pants or something. Like a Hermes child. His hair is calligraphy ink black. So black it looks dyed but its not.

Personality:
He's usually pretty nice. Most of the time. Just don't piss him off. It may be the last thing you do. He's pretty loyal which leads to his fatal flaw. He'll sacrifice anything for his friends. He also loves pranking people. Once he dyed his mom's hair washable pink. She shocked him when she looked in the mirror. Hehe. He has several favorite bands as well. He listens to alot of classic metal like Metallica, Slayer, and The Who, Wasp, Poison, Cream, Led Zeppelin, Eagles, and of course AC/DC. His favorite band is Pink Floyd though.

Pets:
He doesn't really have any pets. Unless you count the fact that he might be getting a German Shepard puppy.

Weapons:
Has a sword that changes into a blanket. The swords name is Storm Traveler.

Talents:
~Can run long distances without getting tired.
~Can do minor things with sparks and lightning
~Can be very stealthy
~Is pretty good at singing



A N N E | B E R K E N H O U S E R

Age:
12

Gender:
Female

Years at Camp:
4

Brief History:
"I don't know much of my history. My mom wouldn't tell me much. She told me I was a gift from above. I've always assumed she meant God. But...I'm not so sure anymore..."
Anne is right. She isn't from our planet. She's from a galaxy millions of lightyears away. Of course, Anne fell to the Earth when a firey explosion happened in her galaxy. A dying star was on the verge of either shrinking and becoming more dense and becoming a black hole or becoming a supernova. The explosion sent several stars and other heavenly bodies spralling. It sent Anne so far that she became a shooting star. Literally. She fell to Earth in a flashy way. The impact knocked several North Americans off their chairs. Anne was discovered in a fetal posistion by some farmers just a little north of New York city. They raised her carefully, not telling Anne of her heritage. At night, Anne would have awful nightmares of explosions and she'd wake up screaming. If there was a clear night sky outside, she'd have a hard time falling asleep. When Anne turned five she began to emit a strange glowing in the dark. Not like a glowstick but more of a celestial glow. At age eight, Anne began to dissapear at night in her sleep and she'd be up in the sky glowing as a star. When she'd wake up she'd have absolutely no knowledge of this. That's when the monsters started attacking and Anne came to camp.

Dwelling:
"Well...I come from New York. But I know I wasn't born there."
Anne is a star nymph. Meaning, she is a star. When she's awake and in the daylight she's a normal girl, but since she turned twelve two months ago she hasn't been able to spend a night on Earth. Only watching the Earth from her perch in the sky as a star. This makes Anne sad but she learns to deal with it. Every nigth at exactly seven PM Anne has to return to the sky. It's an ancient star nymph rule. Her place in the sky is like a dark husk in the day. It's like an empty shell that can't be seen until it's nighttime. When Anne returns to her shell at seven PM the husk becomes filled with light and her bed appears and she sleeps in her shell. The shell is rather comfortable, though. When it's exactly seven in the morning Anne is permitted to return to Earth.

Physical appearance:
At age twelve Anne could pass for a small fourteen year-old. She has not too much of a chest but slightly enough so that she looks like a girl. Her hips curve just a bit, as she is just begining adolesence. Anne is generall average height for her age. She stands at about a height of four foot nine.
Anne is particularly pretty for her age. However she is a nymph so it's not much of a surprise. She has dark brown hair that falls to about the top of her chest and usually keeps it in one braid that falls over her shoulder. She has her bangs parted to the right side of her face and they fall over her eyes sometimes, giving her a messy but simple look. She has dark blue eyes. They're so dark blue that they look like the night sky. If you look closely enough you can see sparkling, twinkling stars in them. She has a milky, snow-white complexion with hits of olive in it. Anne has almost flawless skin, except for a little scar on her chin that she finds repulsive.
Anne is usually found in Converse and jean shorts and a t-shirt. Her favorite shirts to wear are something from places she traveled to. As a star nymph, they see the world at night since they're in the sky. So often, Anne has been appearing in odd places after her night in the sky. Like Disney Land. Or Cedar Point. Or Duke.

Personality:
Like most twelve year olds, Anne is a bit shy at first but she'll warm up to you quickly. Anne loves reading. Espescially about astronomy and astrology, which is odd since she was diagnosed with dyslexia and ADD. But if set to it, she'll work hard and impress you. She's very industrious like that. Anne loves to play pranks on the other nymphs with the help of the Hermes cabin and she'll join in a discussion with the Athena cabin. But Anne will never set foot in the Ares cabin, for she is much too timid to fight. She has a strong aversion for fighting. She prefers to talk her way out of things. She's an all-around friendly person. However, as a young girl she's very impatient and has no tolerance for waiting. She's also very naive and trusting. Which sucks since Anne is twelve and there are bad people out in the world.
Anne is very imaginative. She loves to create stories in her head. And she loves to act them out. Often she'll be found in the Ampitheater trying to act out a story by herself. Or with a few friends. She's very hopeful and optimistic. She's a 'Glass half-full' type of person. Not very skeptical either.

Demigod Talents:
She really has no demigod talents.

Weapons:
She has a simple sword that has no name, as she prefers to not fight.

Inactive Charries:

Awe.. Pretty.

You don't have to use these exact templates

Huh? xD

Editing...>.> It was from the...the thingie. THAT PLACE. *wink wink*

Sams color is sea green if it helps

NEW CHARRIE!

WILL MICHAELS IS NOW UP. *pokes Maddie* sexy man hunk. <33

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Now, we RP?

I. Must. Join. This. FAMILY. But how? xD *devious mind at work... do not disturb*

Maddie and Will have a baby and you can be the baby xD

Music wrote:

Maddie and Will have a baby and you can be the baby xD

Oh joy, oh rapture. What's the baby's name? I'll start making him ASAP. (But his aging has to be sped up. xD)

Dan, this is a very messed up family you're getting yourself into xD Trust me...Penelope is a part of the messed-up-ness. And Johnny is as well xD

Dan is actually making the baby? Maddie's actually having a baby? xD Oh joy!

OLLIE AND WILL RP. NOW.

EDIYT- Will is much popular.

Because Will is (forced to be) dating Maddie xD

I have a strange feeling Ollie and Will will love each other or hate each other. xD

AND DAN TOOK MY SPOT. I WANTED TO BE IN A FAMILY, but none of my characters are dating. xD
HOPE YOURE HAPPY DAN. Jk, jk. ^^

BTW. I JUST KILLED ZAN. Just lettin' y'all no.

I say Will kills himself just to screw things over. xD

WTF? xD

I had to.
I got the idea in the shower last night.
She'll be replaced by Julia. Her cousin.
ZEUS DAUGHTER.

Wait...THAT MEANS NO ZEUS CABIN LEADER.

JULIA ADDED.

Whatsername wrote:

BTW. I JUST KILLED ZAN. Just lettin' y'all no.

I say Will kills himself just to screw things over. xD

Suffice to say I did not see that coming.

I don't know what the heck you just said.
SOO..YEAH.

Will is staying alive or you owe me a boyfriend xD