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the ones you love
"The Supernatural Is The Natural Not Yet Understood."
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the silent but deadly Melinoe camper
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Half-Bloods
Name: Ricky John 'Arjay' Sanchez
Age/Birthday: 14/ May 13
Gender: Male
God Parent: Melinoe, goddess of ghosts.
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Benjamine Sanchez(Father), Lex Sanchez(Sister), May Sanchez(Twin;dead)
Years in Camp: 1
Brief History: Arjay's life was complicated. Before he was born, it was already weaved by the fates to be complicated. Melinoe, seemingly interested in Ben deeper than what she thought, she again went back into his life, and eventually brought life to twins. And, before she became attached again, she parted from her whole family, leaving another set of kids in Ben's doorstep.
As a child, 10 years of age, it was pretty weird. With her older sister always running away, his father being always not there as he was to Lex, he only had one companion in life. It was May. Named after their birthmonth, May was very pretty indeed. As he was handsome, she was prettier, and togetherthey made an awesome, beutiful couple. Several people would woe one of the twins, an since they didn't look alike in any way, they used it to their advantage and pretended they dated. For Arjay, he didn't wantto date because of his absolute feeling of completeness with his only twin and sister. No another girl was good enough for him. But for whatever reason his sister had, he didn't know.
But when they were 13, something happened that changed his perspective in life. As he was going home, his sister had an accident, since she skippe day back then. She was crossing the street, wanting to buy the bread from the other block, when a drunken man drove straight into the sidewalk and killed her. Arjay greived her sister's death. How could his Twin go on without him. So many night were spent sleepless and his eyes could cry no more. That's when he learned his talent from the gods.
As he was sleeping, a sense of warmth and love enveloped him. Almost, as if as someone was in his room, since he slept alone except when his sister would sleep in his room, something caressed his arm. He jumped up, startled, and then he saw her. She was smiling down at him. May was there, pale under the moonlight, and yet she looked alive. She smiled at him, and mumbled something unaudible. Arjay was going to ask what it was, when she leaned down and grazed her ghostly lips on his. She loved him, as she thought he really WAS her partner! Arjay couldn't sleep in his room again, sleeping into Lex's room even if it meant to be on the floor.
Soon enough, Lex manage to see the potential demigod capability of Arjay, and eventually brought him to camp one summer. And since then, he made another home, somewhere the pain doesn't reach him anymore. And yet, as he had another sleepless night, he'd feel another sense of warmth envelop him and he'd eventually sleep.
Physical Appearance: He has shaggy brown hair, cut like he was either in a hurry, because it stuck out everywhere and yet it looked stylish. He has deep brown eyes that you could get lost into, having his father's genes in him rather than his mother's. Having a natural tan, he looks like a pampered kid, and compared to Lex, he was the real child of Ben. He's tall and not really mascular, but he isn't also skin and bones, nor is he fat. He's normal looking, but that normalicy is leanin into the skinny side a bit.
Arjay likes to wear anything, from suits and ties, to regular clothes. He's not really the type to be picky upon what he wears as long as he keeps his head down and out of notice. He's one in the million, and not one in a million. He rather likes to keep it that way too.
Personality: Arjay has a very distinct personality, he is very patient. He is the type of guy, which rarely speaks and yet when he does, his words, which are wise and well thought, and his voice, is alluring enough that makes you want to hear more. He isn't one of the Jocky kids, and yet he's into sports. He's probably one of the guys you'd very much prefer to hang around with, because of his air of big Brotherhood and because he's kind and just plain fun to be with. Like his older sister, he is the type who doesn't start a conversation, only wanting to listen to someone talk, but he's not the one to make it awkward or end it. He's the strong silent type, the ones girls dream for a prince charming.
He, like a gentlemen, has a weakness for girls. No matter how evil, how disgusting one is, he'd treat them with mucho respect. He, also, is power hungry, but indeed he knows he is. Arjay has the weird sense of being paranoid or jumping to conclusions at times, no matter how weird it is. Once you've got to get a taste of the thoughts in his head, you'll see how jumbled and mixed up it is.
Fatal Flaw: He is powerhungry.
Pets: None, an yet he loves to have a dog, seemingly envious of his siter's pet hedgehog.
Talents: As talents go, there are two ways on getting one. It's either you were born with it, or you worked hard into getting it. As for Arjay, he could play the guitar quite well. He's a musician by training, being forced to attend classes to get his head out of the gutter.
Weapons: A bronze sword, made from the same metal as her sisters and is blessed the same by the Fates. And like Lex's, it is an iPod by disguise.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer
Other: He's a left handed person. He could speak fluently in Visaya and Tagalog, as well as English. Arjay also likes to write. As long as he got his pen in his pocket, there is no way of knowing what he writes about...or for whom.
Arjay also could see spirits, and they whisper to him, like the buzz of bees. They warn him or potential danger, and they act like his guardians.
"I'm Not Breaking The Rules, I'm Making New Ones.”
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Melinoe's girl next door
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Half-Bloods
Name: Alexandria 'Lex' Sanchez
Age/Birthday: 17/June 12
Gender: Female
God Parent: Melinoe, goddess of ghosts.
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Benjamine Sanchez(Father)
Years in Camp: 5 years, having her be an old timer.
Brief History: The thing about Benjamine, he's not the type of person who'll lay low for the sake of family. No. He was a man who loved the lime light, and the paparazzies that swarm around him like flies. He is commonly known for being the major director of movies, and he's at the peek of his career when Melinoe came into his life.
It was only then, when the cute, plump little Lex was born that ol' Ben worried about being a father. Being 25 years old at the time, he never knew the consiquences of his action, even as he lived by himself in Los Angeles, and left his family back in the Philippines. Melinoe bargained with the god Chronos, as to she didn't want to be mixed up in Ben's world, that instead of 9 months, she was to give birth in 9 days. And after the argument, she won. Ben, since his career, it was all about him, and now that there was a baby into his life, he knew he had to take the responsibility he tried to avoid. Within the first week, they were supposed to be happy. But that was when Zeus came into their life, because she didn't heed her duties for a while, and Melinoe regretfully came with them when they threatend the life of the Sanchez.
Heartbroken, Ben vowed to raise their daughter careful in behalf of her lost mother. He stayed out of the business for a while, until he was sure Lex could go on without him, and he made a surprising comeback, for projects came flooding on his desk the moment he announced his appearance.
So, with a multi-million bank account, you'd think Lex would grow up as a spoiled brat, but no. She was grounded by the fact that she could do something that others couldn't. She was rebellious at first, running away with thousands in her bag, and the next day be found in a hospital, with the people smiling around her. She was gifted, the way that people always loved her at first impression.
But on the other side, her dad wasn't that happy of her giving traits. He worried tha she'd get kidnapped or get shot the moment she sets foot outside their home. But Lex wasn't one for being bossed around. And so, as the time she got the nerve to actually go somewhere oter than California, she met a fury. And it was Alecto herself, thirsting for her blood. Lex trembled upon seeing the hah, and she only wanted for a savior to help. And there did came a hero. As it turned out, someone found her under attack and helped her to camp. Not knowing what to do, she followed him.
But the moment she set a foot at camp, th man vanished, leaving her quite confused. So, in years, after her disappearance, she finally got the courage to go back home. Her dad, whom she expected to be furious, opened his arms for her, even offered her a home. But she didn't push him. She already had a house at camp.
Physical Appearance: Lex is quite the eye catcher. She has long curly red hair that just stops above her mid back. She had sparkling blue eyes, her Filipino descent from her father side not evident. She's also tall and thin, the ones the guys always looks at, but she's stubborn and very much uninterested in make up. Having a sprinkle of freckles on her pale skin, she's far from the perfect girl.
She's got easily bruised skin, like a delicate flower. She also has a scar on her thigh, from the fury attack too. She's got no fashion sense, wearing any old shirt in the closet even though her dad offers her the most expensive of things. She's very grounded, wanting to wear nothing of dresses and skirts. That's her, the plain old teen, nothing that would make you say she was a daughter of a film director.
Personality: Lex has certainly the air of a Girl Next Door title in her. She's not overly feminine, an she's not overly jock. She's typicly the 'good girl', being polite and all, and especially if she acts like she's not all that. She's the one who you could get along with ease if you know her well enough to read what she's trying to say. She's very much into everything teenagers her age would be into. She has danced and sang to music, read books, even if she's dyslexic, and even dreamed of boys. And, on half blood terms, she's also quite athletic. Once you get to know her, you'd probably think that she's open, and not the kid you'd see who'll sit in the rain. She wont stop a good social interaction, but she definitely isnt the one that starts it. She's sporty, nice and very soft spoken, but every good side has it's flips.
Past her good attributes, she's a bit secretive. She's as shy as a mouse, and she's got a big problem with authority. She hates to be controlled and she hates being inferior to others. Along with this, she pulls herself off the social track, because of her mom, she's got the abilities no one ever would wish for. She normally loves to be around books and inanimate objects. Because as she knows, the only things that won't leave her are the ones that doesn't die.
Fatal Flaw: Even if she knows that the fate of a person can't be change, she still tries to save them from harm, even if she perishes.
Pets: She has a small baby hedgehog named Kate.
Talents: She's an excellent singer. She could handle a sword as good as a bow and arrow, making her have a lot of options when offered weaponry.
Weapons: A sword that turns into an iPod, by her mother. It was crafted in the river Styx and blessed by the Fates, on how it vibrates as it sucks the individual's soul.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer, but she could sometimes stay year round.
Other: She could feel it if someone dies or if someone is close to death, as if their spirits relectantly leave their bodies slowly. But she can't see the specifics nor where. And, sadly, she can't know/feel her own death. She also can see ghost, thus the quote "I see dead people could relate to her".
"'Cause Cool Guys Don't Look At Explosions."
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the blind son of Demeter
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Half-Bloods
Name: Abel Montenegro
Age/Birthday: April 18/ 16
Gender: Male
God Parent: Demeter
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Tristan Montenegro(dad), Freldie Montenegro(older step-sister)
Years in Camp: 6 years
Brief History: “What did you do muffin? Played with sharp objects and poked yourself blind?” that was the sentence he lived with. Believe it or not, his sister, which was a year older, was the only bully he had in his life. He guessed, that she really didn’t understand what it’s like to be blind. Which he was. Blind.
And so, if his own blood sibling doesn’t understand, why would others? He was treated lower than others was. Sure, he did have friends, but they don’t stay long. And the people he meets will chatter about, long enough for them to realize he’s blind and wander off, in search of another person. But he didn’t care what they do or think. He didn’t care even if he was still alive or not. And so he lived his life careless, sometimes invisible and not really that clear to the outside world. He’d dreamed of having his sight back, even for a day, and wished he wasn’t such a heavy baggage on his father’s shoulders. He wished he was someone special, someone to be bragged about, but it was a big wish. Yet it did happen, which he regretted the most.
His father was a technician, living their life in the small salary he has. He lived in a small apartment in lower New York. So close to camp, but he never knew about it until he was ten. And he hoped he never did. Cause, as he was walking to his apartment, with his sister teasing him about how the sky looks so beautiful and yet he couldn’t see it. Clenching his fists, he shoved his hands in his pockets and hung his head, hoping she’ll stop. But she didn’t.
Suddenly, a huge hellhound appeared, breaking through the back of a building, and pass some bushes. It roared greedily, like someone had just starved it and left a hunk of beef in the open air for it to chew on. Only the hunk of beef was Able. Panicked and adrenaline rushing, Able grabbed hold of his sister’s frozen form and ran who-knows-where. Thinking they could out ran it, he ran left, hoping he ran into an alley of some sort. But he was wrong. Instead of running into an alley, he ran into something. Or more like someone. But he was both blind and fazed that he didn’t care to know what he/she or even it was. He could hear his sister’s muffled cries, and he wondered for a second what could be the cause. But he didn’t dare ask her.
But then, ever so suddenly, everything went black, and he swore he felt something hit the back of his head.
Waking up, he found himself three days later at camp. Chiron was beside him, while he lay silently on the couch. And that was the time he was opened into the world of heroes and myths. Chiron explained how an elder camper saved him from the hellhound, and how he blocked out. He even told him what happened next, which was a gruesome happening. His sister died, not by the monster, not by the camper, but by accident. She was startled, frightened, that she left him unconscious on the sidewalk. She ran straight into the street, and a car appeared, crashing into her. It was a hit and run accident that killed her. Chiron’s face was grave, and he looked sorry, but Able couldn’t see the sadness in the man’s eyes. It was too much to sink in.
Thinking that it was okay, Chiron didn’t notice he was blind and began to tell him about his father. Tristan is upset, and Able thought he wouldn’t want to see his father, when he cause his sister’s death. So he never went back into his house. Ever again, and lived in camp since he was ten.
Physical Appearance: He has long strawberry blond hair, which hides his eyes. His light blue eyes are glazed over and looks like he was able to see. Due to genetics, he was permanently blind and wont be able to see the rainbow. He has pale skin and has a skinny structure. He is tall, about 6’ 4” and has a scar on his cheek.
Personality: Able is sarcastic, and usually laughing. But in truth, he’s sad. He loves pain, because it’s his only reminder that he’s alive. He pushes himself into the limit and doesn’t like others to pity him because he’s blind. Able loves to be somewhere small, safe and quiet. Where he could practically hear everything. Since his sight is lost, his other senses make him aware of what’s happening. He hates loud spaces, therefore tends to be alone in the cabin.
On the other hand, Able is nature loving and has a free spirit. He loves to be with others, even when it’s a one sided conversation. Able is used to mockeries, and sometimes makes fun of himself whenever the mood needs enlightenment. Able is strong and determined, and nothing could break his spirit whenever he decides to do something, he does it. Witty and a smart-Alec, he is kinda smart for his age. He dreams to be a scientist, and practically knows as much as Athena kids do, though he doesn’t brag about it.
Whenever he feels down, he fights. But not his normal fighting skill. He allows himself get beaten, because the more pain, the more he feels alive. But he doesn’t show that he’s losing purposely, he doesn’t want, or need, their pity. He needed pain, and he’ll get it. One way or the other.
Fatal Flaw: He has a low self-esteem and pushes himself too hard, even though he knows he’d die if he persisted.
Pets: A Golden Retriever, but it’s at their house in lower New York.
Talents: Able doesn’t know much, unless you’d place ‘a great cook’ and ‘a smart-Alec’ as a talent.
Weapons: He has a short dagger, but it’s enough for him to win in a battle.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Rounder
Other: He could control plants. Duh, Demeter kid.
- Interview:
So? Yeah, I’m blind. Want to hear my story? Huh, as if you’d care. Oh, don’t give me the pity, save it for yourself when I kick your butt. You want to get a beating or what? What’s my problem? Hmm, where should I start? Well, for one, I couldn’t see. Next, I’m being looked down at. Then there’s my dead sister, worried father. Oh, and there’s also pollution, crime rates, Global Warming and etc. Kind of creepy, but I feel someone looking at me now. What’s that? Kid want to get beaten by the blind dude? Let me get him.
Theme Song: “Face Down” by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
“What? I’m blind, I’m not deaf. I could appreciate music as much as the next person does.
Sports: Cooking.
“That’s a sport, isn’t it? Rhetorical question. Do not answer that.”
Color: Black.
“Do I look like I can see any colors? Another rhetorical question. Never answer that if you don’t want a pounding.
Relationships:
N/A(Girlfriend)
“I’m still waiting for anyone who’d understand, you get what I’m saying?”
Connor Chambers, son of Triton[color:7f82=00FF33] (Acquaintance)
“Met him by the lake. So far, he’s not pulling a sword through my heart, so I guess that means he’s okay.
Zinnia Melion, daughter of Chaos [color:7f82=00FF33](Acquaintance)
“Little miss person-out-of-the-window Chucker. She’s a little okay, I guess, but just don’t tell her I said that.”
Dani, daughter of Apollo(Friend)
“Sweet little girl. Even though she’s two years younger than me.”
Rey Jyle, son of Ares (Acquaintance)
“Tough little sucker.”
“Who Said There Wasn’t Beauty In The Chaos?”
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the tough and original kid of Chaos
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Half-Bloods
Name: Zinnia 'Zin' Melione
Age/Birthday: unknown/ 13
Gender: Female
God Parent: Chaos
Mortal Parent: Anna(mother), Lily(twin sister[Golden Eagle’s charrie])
Years in Camp: a Year.
Brief History: Living with her step dad and two brothers in the world war two, Zin was brought up like a boy, unlike her sister. She was creative and very much a tough and stubborn kid back then, as she is now. Lily and Zin’s mother, Anna, unfortunately got killed at their birth, thus making their step brothers and step father to take care of the two instead. When she was 13 of age, her brothers and their step father joined the war. Zin, who refuses to heed refuge with Lily, lied about her gender and age, joined in the war. At her first battle, she was greatly wounded. But however, she was able to crawl to safety and faint with great injuries. Waking up, she found herself in the Lotus Hotel and Casino in Vegas, and became one of it's inhabitants for a long time. Within this year, she was able to get out of the Hotel's charm and live in the streets for 1 month where she took in the changes of the new world and was brought to camp by a satyr.
Physical Appearance: She has short hair that falls to her shoulders and has silver-grey eyes. She has a small figure but has the posture of a boy. She is 5'3", which is small, and has pale skin, as if she weren’t so exposed in the sunlight. Her thin eye brows were black in color, like her hair and her eye lashed are curled naturally. Her teeth are straight and pearly white, for a soldier. She has large battle scars in her legs and arms, which she tries to hide, for she thinks it makes her look weak. She usually wears a black shirt under her navy jacket and likes to wear shorts rather than jeans.
Personality: She is one stubborn kid, with a loyal heart. She loves the dark and prefers to be alone, but in the presence of friends, she is quiet. She has a strong fighting spirit and fears little. She will defend her friends and doesn't back down from her opponent because she is a girl. She is short tempered and somewhat distant. She is lovely in the inside but she blocks all her 'girlish' traits behind her walls.
Pets: -none-
Talents: She cannot dance, nor sing. She tries her best to 'fit' in with the new world. She tries on new stuff, but doesn't stays on particular talents. She doesn't care either what others say of her talentless.
Weapons: A celestial bronze sword.
Other: She can create weapons and other things out of nothingness and she can also create scenes of chaos around her. She can also do the powers of other campers if they show it first but it takes more of her energy and it takes time for it to be regain.
- Interview:
Yeah, that's right, I'm a girl, big shock right? But don't get your hopes up. Play with me and I'll kick your butt till next Friday. So? Your suicidal are you? Want to get the permanent beating of your life? Thought so. Now, get out of the way, I need to polish my stained sword. Want me to show you how to disembowel a person with it? Yes? Well, we do need a volenteer. Want to be a dummy? Yes, it will hurt. A lot too.
Theme Song: “Welcome To My Life” by Simple Plan
“Ever heard it? Well, you should.”
Sports:Basketball.
“I don't know much. got a problem with that?”
Color: Green and Blue-ish Grey
“Ha! that's right. I don't like Pink nor any other light colors.”
Relationships: N/A (Boyfriend)
“Nah, too much gooey feelings.”
Connor Chambers, son of Triton (Friend)
"He's a cool guy. Not sure where we're going though."
Abel Montenegro, son of Demeter (Stranger)
"So far, he's a blind pain in the *censored*. What? I just said butt. Why was that censored?"
Jasper Fritz, son of Morpheus (Friend)
"I guess he's a friend. He's clearly not killed me yet, so...Yeah...."
Hale Drem, son of Apollo (Acquaintance)
"Cool kid. Met him in one of the Cabin Leader meetings. He seems....happy."
James Leon, son of Hephaestus (Aquaintance)
"Hahaha, no. He's definitely a guy I can't really relate to." ~I don't know what's that color.
Jordan Hale, daughter of Khoine' (Acquaintance)
"She's alright. Kinda cold, but who cares?"
CABIN LEADERS
"Eh, their a varied bunch. Kinda weird if you ask me. But who isn't?"
“Smile, It Show’s You’re Worth Fighting For.”
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the gentleman form Apollo cabin
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Half-Bloods
Name: Derek Retoll
Age/Birthday: 15/ March 15, 1998
Gender: Male
God Parent: Apollo
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Francis(dead mother), Travis(step-dad)
Years in Camp: 3
Brief History: Derek had the worst of luck. And that’s already in half blood standards. He had an abusive step father and a caring young mother. Living in New York, you’d think they were saved from all the abuses by the law, but instead, it was worst. Living in a house that was once owned by his mother’s family, they could never escape the step-dad’s grasp because his mom loved the home she’d already made. His step dad was a drunkard, making them poorer at the present, and almost bankrupting their family with his poker games. Derek would get hit by the littlest of things. For forgetting to take the cat out, for leaving the door open, and even for not supplying his bets with his lunch money. In short, his father was a bully. And Derek hated him for that.
One day, as he was walking home from school, something happened that changed his life. The moment he opened the door to his house, he knew something was wrong. The rusty, metallic smell of blood hit his nose before he even got a chance to see it. Standing by the doorway, he saw his own mother in a pool of blood. He called for help, and soon, medics began to pour into the small, run down, home. Travis, who had been inside a bar this whole time, blamed Derek for his mother’s predicament. But he didn’t look at himself before he pointed the finger.
At it turns out, Francis had a heart attack, loosing her balance and falling on the ground, hitting her head in the process. And there was nothing more the doctors could do. She was already dead. Feeling down casted and sad, Derek didn’t leave the old house, knowing how much the house meant to his mother, he tried to live with his father. Going into a part time job, and supplying their needs, he had the most stressful and hard life a 11 year old could go into.
For a month, he tried to change his habits. Drowning himself with work to relieve himself of the pain. But his dad always made sure he wouldn’t forget what happened. One faithful night, all of these ended. Derek couldn’t help but runaway. In such a young age, he’d be a target for trouble in the streets. But luckily, a senior camper saw the boy as having a potential of being a half-blood. And he was right. After half bringing, half-dragging Derek to camp, he was able to confirm his thoughts. And that brings us to Derek, who still couldn’t accept the fact that he was a demigod, and his father left them at the hands of a drunkard of a man.
Physical Appearance: Derek has blond, shaggy hair that seems to not be tamed by any sort of combing. He has bright, blue eyes that held so much pain, and yet is mysteriously clouded by something else. He is on the height of 6'2” and had a pale complexion. He is built strong, with muscles, but seems to be skinny for his age. You’d see all his ribs from having to starve himself in the early stages of mourning. A scar near his left eye reminded him of his past life.
Personality: Derek is quite a charmer. He is the perfect gentleman, with having to live with his mother, you’d think he had never had a bad life. He is polite, quiet, but whenever he talks, everyone listens. He merely shakes his had or nod whenever the question is simple. And so does he have a inclination to be alone. He is protective among his friends and especially gentle to girls. You’d think he is a playboy, but he never wants to be one. Derek is also stubborn. He has a weird sense of humor and seems to be too serious at times.
Fatal Flaw: He is blinded by the truth whenever his friends are mixed into the problem
Pets: none
Talents: He could sing. Like any Apollo camper, he could play a guitar too. But he never does. Why should he show it? It doesn’t make his mom go back to life, so why should he?
Derek also has the ability to see pieces of what he's going to face ahead of time. His brain goes into alert mode whenever he feels attacked and his body reacts to the adrenaline, making him seem to move faster. Whenever he has a briuse, it could heal upon his word, but it takes mucho energy for it to close up.
Weapons: A celestial Bronze sword given by his father at his first year.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other: He is mediocre when it comes to archery. For him, sword play is better. He loves to play basket ball and he also loves to smell the open ocean.
- Interview:
What? You blew up a hole in the big house? That's so awesome! Could we go see it? No? Why? Because Chiron is there? And there might be the haripies? What do you mean stop repeating what you say? What do you mean I'm idiotic? No I'm not. I'm ADHD, thank you very much. OH! That bird just gave me a look. Imma go check it out.
Theme Song: “Cat And Mouse” by Simple Plan
“Am I happy? No. Am I goth? No. Am I awesome? Hell YEAH!”
Sports: Searching.
“Tough question. May I get back to you on that?”
Color: Orange.
“It's between yellow, which is preppy, and red, which is blood lusty. I'm hanging out on the middle.”
Relationships: N/A
“What? I have little memory spaces.”
This is where they started from!
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the Dionysus girl painted with differently.
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the Alter personality next door.
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Spoiler:
Half-Bloods
The Basics
“Things You Might Want To Know”
[justify]Chase Anne Theseus is a daughter of the god of wine, theater and madness, Dionysus. She’s 14 years old, born on the 18th of September, and she’s ready for everything life throws at her. Camp Related
“The Outside World Is My Dream, And Camp’s My Reality.” She’s been claimed, the moment she’s stepped a foot inside the camp’s boarders. Chase is also an old timer in camp, being there for as long as her whole life. She was well known in camp as to being one of the oldest, which actually spent her days, living at Camp Half-Blood. She’s definitely year-round, but she plans on somewhat renting an apartment near Long Island to have her very own taste of the real world. History
“I Tend To Repeat It Over And Over Again” Jeanette Marie Theseus, Chase’s biological mother, was pretty, with big blue eyes, brown-ish red hair and a heart shaped face, but she wasn’t exactly what we call careful. She was young, reckless and egoistic. Having her parents being the 10th richest people in the world and being the only child, her life was literally all about her. She had everything laid to waste, everyone was looking at her every move, and she loved the lime light so much. It pained her to be out of the camera’s point of view. What more could a girl want?
Well, she could answer it with one word. [i]More. She was power hungry, wanting everything new, shinny and colorful. Her parents oblige, of course, as too they were too busy with their own personal lives. They didn’t care what she does with her life, as long as their family reputation doesn’t get stained in the process.
But the day they dreaded most, where all the reality of the world came crashing down on their perfect lives, happened too early for everyone’s liking. To have a taste of the hard cold truth, after living so long in the world of fantasy, it was painful. Unacceptable even to the rules they permanently set up in the household. Jeanette was pregnant. On the age of 18, she carried within her the small, fragile baby Chase.
How did it happen? Easy. Jeannette was looking for more. More lime light, more power and more attention. And she got it, attracting the wine god when she wandered into a night club one night.
She stumbled along inside, probably checking the new club out one night. And Dionysius was already there, drinking whisky in the sidelines, having his eyes glued to the bodies that tangle in the dance floor. Probably, he was already looking out for her. Because as she ordered a drink, he walked closer, attempted to interact with the mortal. Jeannette wasn’t exactly right in the head by then. Having taken a few sips of alcohol, her will was easily broken by the young, flirty and cheesy pick up lines of the god. But of course, since they just met, they weren’t exactly ready for anything.
Day passed by, and the more the mortal fell in love with the man. With his large gifts for her, for his sweet poems of unconditional love and for the fact that he was immortal, powerful, a god. Yes, Dionysus told her the truth, knowing that she’ll grow closer to her more. And she did, wanting the world to know that she’s that special to attract that powerful a man. She wanted him to stay, to love her all her life, to be the one she’ll call her husband. But Dionysus knew that couldn’t be. They tend to drift apart sooner or later. And what Dionysus didn’t know, Jeannette was already carrying a baby girl in her womb, the little sign of life in her womb.
And so, when Dionysus finally went away, leaving her heart broken in two, she was devastated. She tried everything. She rebelled, she locked herself in a room, and she even starved herself. But the wine god didn’t come back for her.
Then, when everything was almost fine, her parents finally taking a second glance at her, she was already 6 months pregnant, her belly as big as herself. Her parents were disgusted with her, for having a daughter in her womb without the father. They considered to keep it a secret, but Jeannette was already loosing the will on her own baby. She considered abortion, but her parents were full on their faith, they would never allow it.
And so, Chase was born into the world, secretly of course on September 18. But Jeannette won’t accept the child as hers, and the nurse considered on sending the plump, cute and pink child into an orphanage. But what she didn’t know, a satyr, assigned by Dionysus himself was already out to fetch the girl. And so, on September 20, two days after she was born, the child went missing. What they thought happened to the child was a matter of the family, but all they know was the girl gone, out of their lives for, hopefully, forever.
But little did they know, after a year in trekking back home, the satyr finally made it back, and Chase grew up in camp Half-Blood, where she truly belonged. She never knew her mother, she never would go to her father, and all she had for family were her half siblings and older campers in her time. She trained hard, to show what she was worth, and would never complain during punishments.
On her 7th birthday, there was some commotion in half blood hill. Some monster was attacking incoming campers, and she was considering in joining the defensive line to help save them. She was too young, and yet she was one of the front liners in battle. She fought with two dracaena, with only a dagger in hand and won. Supposedly, it went on for hours, as she dodged in coming enemy attacks, flinging medicines here and there, but in the end, it was already a winning war. And so, she had a first glimpse at what exactly could have been her life when she didn’t live in camp.
Chase is now 12, and she was assigned for half blood retrieval in Manhattan. This was the first time she was in the big city. And something hit her. She could try and live in the city. But then, the unimaginable happened. She crossed paths with her mom, who was now 32 years old, married and living her butt off in a studio designing program. At first, it wasn’t anything special with the encounter. But maybe something in Chase’s eyes reminded her of her baby. Because as she took a second glance at Chase, in the busy streets of the city, she broke down and wept, the memories of the past flinging back to her baby.
Chase didn’t know what to do. And so she ran as far as her feet could carry her. She didn’t know the woman, but she was oddly familiar. Like an old treasured memory in her head. And so she realized who exactly it was.
Chase gave up on the mission after then. She called a satyr in camp and asked if he’ll replace her, and he obliged. Fuming for an unknown reason, Chase stormed back to camp and for the firs time, faced her father. She wanted answers. She was angry, confused and just plain mad for being toyed around like that. Dionysus looked at her child, not making any second glances, and told his story with a tone of boredom. But in truth, he was proud enough to see his daughter rise up to be independent, unlike Jeannette. But Chase didn’t want any of this. She had a rebellious air inside her.
She can’t believe what her mother was, a teenage mom, desperate for attention. And her dad was just there, as if she wasn’t one out off a million, but one of the million children he had. She was easily replaceable, easily forgotten, easily absorbed in the back ground.
Then is where hold to camp broke hold, and a long time disorder in her arises. Kiara, as what Chase calls her, is the bad side of her personality, definitely she arose within all the emotions cooped up in her little world. Kiara was fierce, mad, blood lusty and scary, even for Chase. She’s the reason Chase gets a bad reputation, being rebellious. She hated the gods, and the life they throw their children in the mix, but she doesn’t despise camp. It was her home for 13 years after all. It was the only string that attached her to the place, and not go join the side of the titans. But as days go on, and she has to face the world with the cheerful expression they wait for her to show, her decision upon going to the dark side rises above. Everyday, as she place on a poker face she was always used too, her hold to camp lessens.
Chase was afraid that someone’ll get hurt, because of her, but then again, she couldn’t control her alter personality. Until now, the two personalities clash in one body. And the worst thing is, when you get stuck with both of them, you’ll surely be dead meat. Physical Appearance
“Take A Picture. It’ll Last Longer.” Chase, like her mom, has blue eyes and brown-ish, red hair. She has a heart shaped face and a slightly peachy skin color. Her soft pink lips is always glued with a soft smile and her features are small and gentle. She stands with a tall structure for her age, rising up to 5’7” the last time she took her measurements and has a little waist line. She has a sprinkle of freckles on her nose, and she also has a long scar, ranging from her right hand to her elbow. She is a left handed person but she could do as much damage with her right hand.
Chase’s fashion sense clearly rises above the rest. Not because she has as much interest in fashion as Aphrodite’s children, but because she knows nothing off it. Maybe the most fashionably accepted clothes she wear is a shirt and pants, but mostly, she dresses herself up like a boy. She knows nothing of make-up, fitting shirts or with short skirts, but she does wear shorts. Gussying up in the morning isn’t really important to her, and she doesn’t even care if she took a shower in the morning or not. Personality
“A Little Catch To The Package.” Chase was always confusing and weird. Not because of what she appears to be, but because she’s got a lot more disorders than the rest. She’s got multiple personalities. But don’t worry, she only has one, the bad side to her personality, named Kiara. Both of them has the same flaw too. With the sweet, innocent Chase, and the fierce, angry Kiara, both of the personalities are Power Hungry. They both are exceptionally bad when it comes with power, and they tend to want more. Chase
“The Brighter Side Of Things.” Likes:
-to Draw, Write Poems
-to play Pranks and crack Jokes
-Fun itself
-Colors
-the Rain
-to Create
Dislikes:
-Crowds
-Alcohol
-high Positions
-the Dark
Overall Personality:Chase is optimistic, friendly and does love fun. She’s sweet, and gentle, loving all things small and cuddly. She’s definitely have an air of happiness around her. Chase loves to smile, and spread the happiness around. She’s a strong, independent girl, living in camp all her life, and has a huge fighting soul. She loves to crack jokes, make pranks, plan battle and just plain hang out with strangers and friends alike. She loves to draw, to write poems and literature. Dyslexic-ness aside, she always wanted to be a professional artist or author.
But, on the other hand, she’s always self conscious. She thinks that everyone is out to see her screw up. She also can’t hold a grudge to save her life. She is always forgiving, always seeing the brighter side of life. Kiara
“Being Good Is Over Rated.”
Likes:
-to Fly
-to Destroy
-to Feel the Adrenaline in her veins
-to play Sports
Dislikes:
-Make Up
-Stuck up snotty kids
-Dances
-Confusion
Overall Personality:Kiara is chase’s opposite inside of her. She’s rebellious and fierce. She loves to destroy, to release her pain in violence, something Chase doesn’t approve off. She’s like an Ares kid, violent, destructive, unpredictable. She considers herself as a variable in the equation of family, something not to be controlled. She likes to battle, to fly and feel the rush of excitement, making being a pilot as her life long dream.
Kiara, like all Ares kids, is just very much confused. She’s a coward under her tough appearance and she specifically hates it to be controlled and manipulated. She doesn’t like to be toyed with either. Kiara has a short temper, and would normally appear whenever Chase seems to be threatened and abused. Either that, or whenever their both emotionally disable.
Pets
“Something to Toy With.”
None at the moment.
Talents
“The Beginning Of Fun.”
Chase is one of the normal Dionysus kid. She could control Vines and she’d been exceptionally talented in making others slightly crazed. Chase is exceptionally good at poetry and art, and Kiara is good with control panels for airplanes, after thinking of her dream of being a pilot in the future.
Other
“The Tag Along.”
She’s got only one other personality. She also isn’t close to her dad.
Chase’s color is #CCCC66
Kiara’s color is #3399CC
When RPing with both, the color is #CCCCFF
“Keep Your Feet On The Ground, When Your Head’s In The Clouds.”
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the hyped up demi-titan by Mnemosyne
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Half-Bloods Name: Chloe Alastrina Age/Birthday: 16/ November 25 Gender: Female God Parent: Mνημοσύνη(Mnēmosýnē)Mnemosyne- Titan of memory and remembrance Claimed: Yes Mortal Family: Ryan Alastrina(Father) Years in Camp: She’s new. History: When Ryan Alastrina went to college, he didn’t know what would expect him there. He came from an old family in the out skirts of town, therefore in a highly privileged people, he didn’t know what to do. Ryan was smart, intellectual and funny, such traits caused him to get a scholarship in the certain school. He had red hair, a boyish look and always a smile on his lips. Making him be very handsome and smart, two qualities that attracted a titan to him. Being humorous and out going, he attracted different lovers, each wanting him for their own. But only one woman caught his eye. It was Mnemosyne, titan of memories. She was logical, something he’ll never forget to notice her smile, the way answers of different proportions would flow out of her mouth and the flash of intellect in her eyes. And so, they got into a relationship, which ended with Chloe. Mnemosyne a.k.a. Zoey, regretted to leave, but had to. Ryan insisted her to stay. He was gullible not to know his ‘Zoey’ was a Greek Myth. But ancient laws couldn’t be changed, and ‘Zoey’ left their newly born kids in the hands of a Ryan. Desperate in keeping all memories of the woman, he kept very good care of their child. Chloe, he called her, something that remind him of Zoey. She, at first had a mop of blond hair, and soft grey eyes, and Ryan planned a good future for her daughter to live in. He became a man with a right job. An architect. He was always busy with plans, but still got time for his only daughter. Being loyal to Zoey, he never remarried and vowed to stay that way. So, indeed, Chloe had a meaningful life. She had friends, a good school and the best home, which was in the out skirts of town, life could ever give. She was never bullied, and had a nice group of friends. She had a high position in her school Swimming team and best of all, she had a perfect dad. Almost nothing could rain on her life’s parade. But even she wasn’t excluded in monster attacks. At first, it was only some Cyclopes following her, stalking her and even trying to steal her away, but there were always something failing their plan. For 14 straight years, nothing bigger than a tank-sized hell hound attacked her. She lived a happy and normal life as a teen. Having crushes, gossiping, fulfilling studies and such. But she always felt empty inside. So, when she was 15, when disaster struck and changed her life and dreams when something arrived on her door steps and caught her unguarded. A really BIG surprise. The Minotaur, half man and half beast itself charged through the house, with only their small family inside, literally crashing the house her father pain staking built over time. And to make matter’s worst, it was after Chloe. Being naïve, Chloe didn’t react fast enough, taking time for the scene to sink into her head. When the monster charged, that’s the time her brain shifted with the words: I’M DEAD. Chloe closed her eyes. Beginning to pray silently to God to spare her and let the others go. And soon, did the roaring and chaos stopped. Standing on what looked like sulfur dust was another smaller Girl. It was the very own Zinnia Melion who saved her. Chloe looked around, confused as ever and saw the wreckage that was once her house. Piles of furniture all over the place, broken. Splinters of wood and cement chunks were everywhere including in what she guessed was the yard. And the most horrifying image, her dad kneeling in the foot of the stairs. Of course, he hadn’t been in the ground floor in time to see the commotion. So he thought this was something of Chloe’s fault for the damage. Chloe could see it in his eyes. The pain, the memories and her childhood washed away because of an accident. Chloe tried hard, for him to see it wasn’t anyone’s fault. Including the emotionless savior, who tried hard not to look impatient? And in the end, sending off images unknowingly into her father’s brain. And so it happened. One minute he was looking pained, and the next, he was doubling over, clutching his head like it was about to fall. Chloe panicked, and screamed for help. But as fast as it started, it ended. Ended badly too. Ryan slowly looked up, something unreadable in his eyes. And then he started to laugh. Booming echoes bounced off the misshapen walls. And then Chloe realized what happened, and what she did. She drove her father mad. The crazed brown eyes looked at her with no hint of recognition. Chloe couldn’t believe what luck she had. The first moment her dad was the best dad ever, and now, he’s just plain crazed. On the other hand, her savior looked like she was in a hurry too, strings of words nearly in audible coming off her mouth. Words like camp, monsters, and even something about gods. But she couldn’t process it. In desperation, Zin yanked Chloe’s arm up, and she led her out. Chloe was surprised and in shock, not questioning where they’ll go. And the last image she got, before Zin shadow traveled their way into long island, was gruesome. Her dad, still doubling over in hidden, crazed humor and her child hood home in smithereens. A sentence embedded itself in her head. You made your dad crazy.Physical Appearance: Chloe has grey eyes and dirty blond hair that falls to her mid back. She’s petite, small and light, which makes her fast and speedy. She has soft, pale lips and slightly tanned skin. She ranges her height between 5’4” to 5’6”, but she doesn’t exactly know. As for scars, she has them. Lots of them. And every one of them had a story. Like the one on her elbow was caused by a rouge harpy. The one on her cheek was a accident at Social Studies class and the one on her leg was actually caused by a laptop charger. How she got injured by it is a mystery to her, as well as other scars. It may be caused by monsters, others or her own clumsiness. Chloe, like her personality, is mixed up and whacked. Whenever it’s sunny, she may have different out fits that range from hoodies to jackets, sandals to rubber shoes and shorts for jogging pants. She may wear bright colors in gloomy days, and neutral ones in the sunny ones. She could also wear sleeve-less shirts in the rain and jackets in the summer afternoon. She sticks out, and she’s proud of it. Personality: Chloe is a sweet girl, with split personalities. She may be moody at times, but she’s really happy. She loves to play under the sun, where it’s bright and, well, sunny. She is determined to help others, which allows her to achiever her goals. Chloe is pretty prep, always looking at things with a typical glass-half-full out look. She rarely get’s angry, being the cheerful and youthful girl she is, but you wouldn’t want to get on her bad side. Like a proper lady, she is patient, cunning and smart, the traits she earned with her father. But she has a split side to her humane side. She’s weird. Really weird, which doesn’t really care about what others think. She stands out in a crowd like a sore thumb, may it be to her personality and on what she wears. She’s straight, direct and approachable. Not scared of what others will think and would voice out her thoughts. Meanwhile, she is also a grudge holder. She never forgets anything you do mean to her. She usually acts cold, stiff and harsh around the person involve, which is unlike her, but if you’d ask for an apology hard enough, she might as well forgive you. She is also not very courageous. She doesn’t want to experience heart brakes, pain and such so she sometimes shuns others from being too close to her heart. And to her loved ones, she’ll be over protective. Chloe also haven’t gotten the little voice in her head fixed too. Like, if you would go into a dark alley, you’d probably be scared and a voice in your head would want to end the nightmare fast. But her mind doesn’t work that way. She will be going into the said alley head on, skipping and probably humming loudly to herself. Having a low sense of self preservation, you’d probably think she’s all that. But in the inside, she’s just as confused about life as a 7 year old would be. Fatal Flaw: She’s too naive. Curious about things, small and big. She doesn’t really see the big picture even if you post it on a bill board and place neon lights to it. A man in a coat could offer her candy and she’d take it into a trap. Pets: a small baby hedgehog named Ariel.  Talents: Chloe is what you could call ‘talented’ in half blood terms. She could bring up a distant memory in your head, no matter how hard you hide it. And she could also place other false memories into your head, as if it were real and drive someone mad. If she’s sad, gloomy and won’t explain why, she’ll just pop a memory into your head and answer your questions. In short, she controls memories. She’s not so good with a sword, and mediocre with a dagger, but she loves a celestial bronze dagger of hers, which she uses in a fight. In ‘normal’ terms(but what’s normal there?), she’s pretty mediocre. She could sing, with a soft soprano voice and could play the guitar. She loves swimming, and was a swimmer in her past school varsity team. Weapons: A celestial Bronze sword. Year-Round or Summer: Depends. Would you want to ask her dad if he’ll accept her back? Other: N/A
- Interview:
“Hey, the name’s Chloe, and yeah, I may act childish, annoying, irritating- wait, where was I? Oh yeah, but the thing is, my life’s not all fun and games. Yeah, hard to believe right? Well, better do, ‘cause it get’s better. I’m new, I’ve got a crazy dad, I’m not so sure about camp, I know no one(maybe someone, but not many really) and best of all, I have to act all optimistic about it. As if life’s not already pouring down on me. Well, I guess I’m supposed to live lif to the fullest now. So, yeah, bye! See you around kay?
Theme Song: Brick By Boring Brick by Paramore
“Their awesome! Some say I’m perfect for the song ‘cause of the music video, but who cares? I’m me and I love it.”
Sports: Running and Swimming
“Don’t you just love a good swim to relax?”
Color: White/Yellow.
“Definitely.”
Relationships:
Zinnia Melion, daughter of Chaos[color=white](Friend)
“She brought me to camp! Of course she’s a friend of mien!”
Austin, son of Lelantos(Crush)
“Yeah, well, from his memories, he seemed like a huge great guy. And yes, I said memories.”
“Dreams Are The Less Descriptive Nightmares.”
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the strange, British Morpheus kid
-o-o-o-o-o-o- - Character Sheet:
 Halfbloods:
Name: Jasper Fritz
Age/Birthday: May 15, 1996
Gender: Male
God Parent: Morphus
Mortal Parent: Gene Fritz
Years in Camp: 3
Brief History: He doesn't remember his past because he was trapped in the lotus Hotel and Casino for 50 years. He'd escaped from the place when he was eight and now he's wondering what happened to his family. He'd only remember a faint memory of screams, smoke and evil laughter. Since his time outside the hotel, he experienced how to be a regular kid in a short time. But that was until a minautor attacked his school and forced him to flee. He hid in the empty streets of Manhattan until a mysterious man appeared and led him to camp. Upon reaching there, he disappeared leaving Jasper with more quesions than answers.
Physical Appearance: He has brown shaggy hair that went to his chin, pale skin and has grey stormy eyes. He was thin from his early days in the streets and he usually didnt care what he looked like. He would just glare if someone points it out and leave. He looked like a child of hades except for the eyes. Always the eyes.
Personality: He is sometimes sensitive and friendly, but when he is alone, he feels empty. He hides himself from his true pains and he never took down his walls to anyone. Even from his best pal. He loves to listen to music or practice under the heat of the sun but he played alone. He sometimes talked to his pet but he sets it free most of the time, seeing it liked the freedom.
Pets: Parrot. He got it when it injured it's wing and needed treatment when Jasper was in the woods a couple of years ago.
Talents: He has no particular talent and he doesn't bother in serching for one. He is content and happy for who he is but still seem restless to find more about his confusing past.
Weapons: He has short daggers but he doesn't use it due to his powers. His daggers were pure black and made from a strange metal that works on monsters effectively.
Other: He is afraid of water because he once drown in a lake when he was 10.
Doesn't like love so much and think it's a waste of time but in reality, it is what he just needs.He'd been so cooped up in his thoughts that he didn't see the signs of people around him caring so he didn't know what to feel when he did realize.
- Interview:
Good day to you too. You like my accent? No? I don’t really care. So, yeah, I’m British, I’m still human. Aren’t you? Sure you are. So, what’s up? The sky? Well, haha. Good job Mr. Smart Alec, you won yourself a gold star. You know I’m being sarcastic do you? No, well, I am. So there. Haha. What? Cup of tea with the queen? Your stupid right? We're practically a billion miles away from Europe. What? It's only a small distance? Let's see you cross the Atlantic ocean. Yeah, dream on kid.
Theme Song: “Set Your Goals” by The Few That Remain feat. Hayley Williams
“Haha, no. I’m awesome enough to like it.”
Sports: Track and Field
“That’s what we do right? Run.”
Color: Grey.
“Mysterious enough for you? Thought so too.”
Relationships:
Victoria Murphy, daughter of Nike (Girlfriend)
“She’s like the most Awesome girl I ever met. And that’s something, coming from me.”
Oscar Kirf, son of Alastor (Acquaintance)
“I wonder if he found his way back to camp. He got lost in the forest once, I don’t know if it’ll happen again. Poor fellow.”
Melina Johnson, daughter of Athena (Friend)
“We almost died together and some more friends.”[i]
Zinnia Melion, daughter of Chaos (Friend)
[i]“Cool Kid, just don’t make her mad.
Connor Chambers, son of Triton (Stranger)
"So far, he's been trying to get me angry, which absolutely works, since he's been carrying that water bottle of his. Geez, I hate water. But don't tell him that.
~I may have forgot someone. xD
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god of the Underworld
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- Character Sheet:
Character you're applying for: Hades, god of the Underworld
Brief description of the character: (Personality and Physical)
Personality: He is usually described as cruel and unjust. The lord of the dead is really a misundrstood god. He is ill-tempered and easily offened. He is quite the loner and would order the company of his wife, childeren and ghost servants rather than the Olympians. He lives by his own rules and lives to show how much power he has over his brothers. He wanted to show off, so they could treat him more respectfully and not a foe to be feared. He may hate his family, but he is also quite loyal. Stubborn he may be, he keeps his word. He tries to keep a cruel aura around him, be he is actually pleased if he's noticed by the other gods.
Appearance: No one is really sure how the gods look. They shift their forms into which is more suitable for the occasion. But mostly, he appears with dark hair and brownish black eyes. He wears a cape in his normal form and it turns red at his war like state. He is usually as pale as a ghost, may it be from lack of sunlight or being the ghost-land's ruler.
No one really knows his true form, for which, the mere sight of them could kill you.
Sample Roleplay: The barren land of the underworld stretched for miles. It was impossible to scoure it all for intruders and passages. But who knows. Maybe it could be mapped out someday. Two figures stood in the dim light of the underworld express way. They were standing there, never admiring the shadow, but with a plan in mind.
A skeleton guard stood by the side of the god of the underworld. Both ready for battle or for any orders, his red glowing eyes held no trace of disobedience. "Do you think, we could find a map of this place?" the man said, standing proud and tall. His dark cloack fluttering even without the breeze. The skeleton rattled it's jaw is agreement. "And do you think, maybe, we could build my empire larger?" he asked again. The skeleton's response was the same. Hades turned his heel and faced his kingdom. "Get Dadelus, the builder of the labyrinth. We must have his service before that air head Minos makes his choice." he ordered. The skeleton nodded his skull and scampered to the endless sea of souls. Hades smirked. "It is time. Time for them to acknowlage the underworld as the greatest empire." he purred the last word. It was his time to shine. Time to be noticed and not just a character in the background. He silently trudged back to his throne room, never letting the smirk fade, but also held his head up high.
Why do you deserve/want to roleplay this character?
I think I deserved him because, I really want to roleplay him. I was having a mental war whether I'll apply or not, but here I am:)
So want to rp as Hades because to me, Hades plays a major part in Greek mythology. But he rarely got any notice. It is a role I would like to be for Hades is a god I understand. It is time for him to be acknowlaged as the hero he is and not the cruel god everyone thinks he is. I want to show his point of views for others to know his side before they take the sides of the Olympians.
- Interview:
Ha! Let's see you interview him and not get banished to the fields of Punishment!
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Name: Tyler Novale
Age/Birthday: 15/June 28
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hermes
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Carmel Novale(mother); Justine Novale(older step brother); James Novale(step dad)
Years in Camp: New Camper.
Brief History:
Physical Appearance: Tyler is definitely 'cute' in a girl's perspective. He's tall, lean and pale, like a vampire in the modern day movies. He has short, choppy, and raven black hair. He's definitely Mr. tall, dark and dangerous, and the way he looks alone makes you either intimidated or want to hang around with for a long time. He's got a scar over his right eye, and his irises are an amazing color shade of blue, which turns to green in the proper perspective. He stands exactly 5'10", which is tall, and he has the certain gene that doesn't allow him to tan up, but only add freckles.
He is normally not the type of guy to dress up on usual camp days, but he does on a date. He's got the certain charm that makes everyone love his way of posture, even though he stand with only his boxers in front of them. He isn't that muscular, but he has the power to defend himself in battle.
Personality:
Fatal Flaw: He has a really big problem with Authority. He definitely hates it when someone bosses him around. He talks back, no matter how life threatenting it is to do so, when someone is toying with him.
Pets: A cute little German Shepherd.
Talents: He's got the ability to move fast and he is sometimes everywhere at once. Some say it's teleport, but truth be told, he's just that stealthy and athletic.
Weapons: He's got a sword of Celestial Steel, that turns into a small, wooden, sword key-chain.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer, but he tends to run away back to camp during the school year.
Other: Played by Remus Ledin.
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 18, 2011 9:39 am | |
| New Charrie!
Lex Sanchez up for charrie ACCEPTANCE! | |
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 18, 2011 10:23 am | |
| Looks pretty good Death! However I find it highly unlikely that one of the fates would stop work to have a child :p if you can convince another Admin i'll let it go but for now I don't feel like it's logical enough to work. | |
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 18, 2011 10:26 am | |
| Okay, maybe I'll just wait for another, or if none other, I'll just change it. I can't do it now anyways. :)
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 18, 2011 10:50 am | |
| Perhaps you could change it to Melinoe, so you don't have to change anything about her abilities and such. | |
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 18, 2011 11:26 am | |
| Sure. Maybe. Okay thanks Nico.
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 18, 2011 11:44 am | |
| Thanks for editing!
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Fri Jun 24, 2011 12:45 pm | |
| Really excited for this one! :) New charrie!!
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| | Subject: Re: Death's 'Cleanest' Topic(for now) Sat Jun 25, 2011 1:44 am | |
| Yellow. :)
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