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PostSubject: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeSat Jul 02, 2011 7:45 am

Death's Accepted Characters:
the ones you love


Spoiler:
Name: Caroline May Grail
Age/Birthday: January 1, 1994/17
God Parent: Khione
Years in camp: 6
Mortal Family: Chris Grail {father-dead}, Kris Grail{step-brother}, Caro Grail{step brother-dead}

Brief History:: One word would eventually, as Caroline would realize, describe her family. Insane. And it didn't take long for her to figure that one out too. Why, you may ask. Well, that's a question to be answered if we go back in time, when the moment Mr. Chris Guild and the goddess Khione met.

A fine melodramatic play happened in the winter of 1995. The masterpiece of Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare was acted on stage in a local opera house. The line filed out, two blocks away, as to the leak of news, saying it was by far the most beautiful play to be presented in the small town of Orange County. Back then, televisions are too much expensive for one household to bear, and besides, it was a social event anyone who's anyone is going.

Two tickets that were purchased were dropped into the box. As the bus boy raised his hat in welcome, the pair seemed oblivious to the cold, with their fine tux and thin fabric dress. They stop out of the cold streets, littered with shivering play enthusiast, and almost, as if it were a simple cold night, they actually liked it. Having a more, expensive set of tickets, the couple got exclusive entrance, plus the all favorite front row seats. By standard would gap open their mouths as the two entered. They were simply majestic. Nothing more, nothing less.

As the the story progressed, the girl pressed closer to the man. She snuggled under his arm, which he slowly draped over her thin shoulders during the show. It was funny, as to the present was simply peaceful compared to what will happen next. But what does happen next wasn't really acceptable. As they approached the scene where both young teens have sworn their unending love for each other, Romeo and Juliet in friar Lawrence cell, the girl turned her head up to face her own man.

"Hon, what would you do, if I bring you news?" she asked.

The man gave off a hearty laugh, and replied, maybe something witty and charming, what he would always do. But before the words came out of his mouth, a loud explosion happened.

Chaos rained down the terrorized townsfolk. Wanting to get away, they pushed, scratched, clawed their way out of the collapsing theater. But the couple were trapped on the balcony, overlooking the now yapping whole on the wall. Standing amidst the rubble, another striking man came in. Bellowing great outrage, he pointed an accusing finger at the two. He roared anger, and the next thing everyone knew, darkness filled the place.

After a bottle of highly alcoholic beer, Chris set down his files near the computer. What's the use. People already think of him as crazy, after banging his head nine months ago and insisting of some crazed, mystical guy causing a ruckus rather than the said terrorist attack. Chris lost everything. Well, everything except his newly found labeling and fortunes. He lost his reputation. He lost the girlfriend only he knew. And soon, his own company will probably get the buyer the board of council suggested. So much for troubles.

A gently knock tapped his window, the certain window to his right side of the office. Curious, as too having that window cleared of any close branches or anything to have someone break into, Chris opened it and sticker his head out. Right there, at mid air, floated a pink basket. Plain look, it's simple pink-painted braids were enclosing blanket upon blanket of baby blue clothes. But unto closer inspection, the iridescent wings that attached themselves on the bottom of the basket supported its weight, and those baby blue blankets were...moving? Two plump kids were inside the thing. Too precious, Chris can't detach himself and leave them in an orphanage. But what about his own good?

Chris couldn't really know what to do with the kids. Now, since within those times, his original son from his former wife has moved into his home plus the fact that his career was at stake. What to do? Where to go? chris didn't know. But he did try.

Several year later, he raised the twins and his son Kris. The blue-eyed boy and thegreen-eyes girl were called Caro and Caroline. They were raised in a life of living, and rich, but were treated not as royals but ordinary kids. The only thing was, they had their things at home, and experience in their traveling cases.

They were happy yes. Until the day of the accident. Driving along country road with his darling kids, Chris has promised them to see the seaside shores of San Diego after he has finished his things. The twins now eight and Kris fourteen, he was surely trusting for them to be responsible already. Until what he didn't knew, he was to hope for a little more responsibility. As he left everyone in the hotel, Caro was fiddling with something. It was about 6 years after comming into their house did Chris really noticed that his son was a pyromaniac.

As a NASA scientist, Chris was always those people who'd be labeled the nice, crazy guy. And well, he was for buying that lighter to little Caro. Caro played with it everywhere they went. And so, as he slept, something happened. Caroline never blamed her brother for it, but that afternoon, hotel Dela Verde burned down to the ground. Kris was able to survive, since he was at the lobby complaining about the disfunctional remote, and so did Caroline. Caro on the other hand, well, he wasn't seen since then. Their father was devastated. But life did continue. Ony, a little alteration happened.

Driven mad, Chris was sent to a local aslyum to heal, calm down. While both kids were all alone in the world, in their home, they found a note. Written in fine script was the will of Chris, and even if he was just not there, he gave off his things, belongings to the Grail kids. The kids weren't kids, in the end. The experience he gathered has matured them into years. And yes, they lived humbly and in secrecy. Kris wouldn't associate himself with their father anyway, now that he was crazy.

At age eleven, Caroline was introduced to camp. Her brother was there, as she went up the hill, but he knew he wasn't welcomed there. In Manhattan, he lived normally, and brought all of his father's works there. Kris was following his father's footsteps, and so, the brother-sister would spend holidays together there in the state of New York. Their tightly bonded relationship would last longer, and they do hope, it will.


Personality: Caroline is a girl of hyperactivity and glee. She's bubbly, and so far, if you have her one her good side, she's talkative. She loves to talk, even though of the weirdest topics. She has a bright smile that would show her openess to others. She loves to act herself, and doesn't care about society's thoughts. She's a girl with great imagination, and loves to go on and imagine the craziest things. Caroline is a girl of randomness, but she has respect for others. Lesser respect is given if you're a bit of a big head. She doesn't care about anything, as long as you're a great conversationalist, she'll hang around. She's a girl who's a little bit clingy to her friends, and she'll dwell in the prescence of people known to her better. Caroline is a girl you'd often would like to have in parties, although all by herself is also great. She has a cool, approachable and kind demeanor that hides her insane mind. Due to genetics, or whatever that is, she's a little bit not right in the head. She's a little bit of crazy at times too. She wanders around, but mind you, she could carry her own weight fine as ever.

Her slim shoulders aren't really for responsibility. But she could be caring and helpful at times. Caroline is a girl who is a great trouble a lot of times. She has quite a temper, once it builds up in her chest. She snaps randomly, making her a ticking time bomb, and mood swings are common for her age. She is a great emotional swinger, making her very hard to understand. She seems flirty at times, talking to boys mostly, and exchanging great similarities, since her great attraction to cars, music and guns, and she might be labeled wrong. But in reality, she's just that friendly. She likes to say pick-up lines, but doesn't really mean it, sometimes to the extent of making fun of them and changing the ending lines. Caroline is just that open. She does hate bullies though. And to her great weakness, she doesn't like anyone to hate her. At all. One simple comment will make her paralyzed, and she woud break down whenever alone if anyone does. Caroline is random, but she is a good friend. She's kind and trustworthy, even with that motor mouth. She's a little bit weird, but past that, you could count on her. Always.


Appearance: Having their traits from their father, the three Grail kids have reddish locks. The twins' locks were more dulled, though, and Kris' hair had a more prominent shade of red. Caroline has curled eyelashes that has a lighter shade than that of her hair. She has green irises that seemes like made out of spirng leaves. Her face is heart shaped, and her almond eyes are just under her widow's peak. She has pale white skin, normally a little colder in room temperature, and her stance is tall. She's about 5'7" and weighs about 43 kilograms. She's skinny, and eats a lot, but doens't grow too wide becuase she's very active.

Caroline has ADHD, or even the mother of all ADHDs. She can't go still, being fidgety in her place, even for a minute. She like to wear only a small amount of defensive armour during practices, because honestly, she can't move fast in them. Caroline is always around, almost everywhere at once. That's why her dressing style is simple but sometimes stylish. She doesn't prefer to dress elegently during ordinary days, but unlike most, she's got no ill motives for dresses. Her shoes range from doll shoes to sneakers to combat boots. Caroline has scars, from falling down trees a lot, and she's got sturdy arms helping her to climb everywhere. Caroline aways blushes beet red whenever fattered, embarrassed or just plain angry.


Fatal Flaw: Caroline has a major problem with authority. She's a trouble maker, and since she had no father to grow up with, rules doesn't actually rank first in her mind. She takes her time in really pissing them off, if they don't get along well, and would break any rule they say the moment it gets out of his/her mouth. She is carefree, but doessn't go on killing every person to defy them.

Talents: Caroline has control over snow. She has the power to send it any season, a little too little in the summer, anywhere but only in a limited time and space. She also has the gift of spreading sunshine and bliss, but sometimes it's just plain annoying.

Caroline likes to draw, even though she hasn't got the patience to let it bloom further. She draws random scribbles on pieces of paper, and then poof! she moves on with her life. Caroline is gifted with creativity and great imagination, that even in this age, she could still picture out a grown unicorn in great detail.


Pets: A white, fluffy male cat with big blue eyes. It sneaks around at camp, yet comes into the cabin at night as if a real camper. Or maybe he's one. No one knows. Caroline got it, when it leaped into her arms as she left for camp. In the streets, she noticed it to be dirtied, but as she took it a bath, to it's irritation, and what came out is a white cat. It was a pink nose, and his eyes are feline, but familiar. She calls it Shane, as to she noticed it look out and danced in the rain, even though of it's fear of water. Rain would be a better name, but she's just too unpredictable like that.

Death's Works {take two} WhiteCat

Weapons: Caroline has a good hand for a dagger. Actually, it's underestimating her when you say she's good. She could throw a dagger, 15 yards away. And that's with her right arm, since she's left handed.

Others:



Spoiler:
Name: Elijah "Eli" Kevin Breech
Age/Birthday: September 1,1995/16
God Parent: Demeter
Years in camp: 6
Mortal Family: Jordan Breech

Brief History: Love was a fairytale. Well, it was for young couple Demeter and Jordan it was. True and brave, Jordan Breech didn't even think about leaving when Demeter called up and told him she was a goddess. He just shrugged and said "Hey, I knew you were always special". Thus, their relationship bloomed. Jordan, being half-Russian, half-German, was only temporarily based on America, since his job as a architect, at the time they were dating. So, as Demeter bore a child, and eventually left, as all of the gods do, heartbroken Jordan flew back to Moscow with a pale baby in his arms.

Eli lived a healthy and active life. He doesn't like school, but he surely excels, even with his ADHD and dyslexic disabilities. Eli was a part of the higher class of students, being a good player for basketball, but he never did try to infuriate anyone.

At the peak of the school year, one day though, something happened. An explosion echoed throughout the halls of good ol' HighSchool, and the next thing he knew, Eli was on a plane to America with one nervous classmate of his. This classmate, he shivers alot, bleats, which Eli as a weird plot of habits, and usually would wear something long, but hey, Eli didn't care.

They landed in Manhattan, where he eventually got off, far away from this other kid. He ran around for hours, definitely lost. And soon, one stranger, took pity and took him away. In Long Island, they dropped him off, ironically where camp was. There, he knew his true self, contacted his father, and he lived at camp since.

He made friends, eventually got close to a blue eyed girl named Century Fern a little more years back, and since then, lived at camp, except on special occasions.

Personality: Eli is always on the move. He likes to sight-see, even when he was still small, and he gets bored whenever the sight isn’t that remarkable. He is loyal, trust-worthy and definitely someone you could rely your life on. He loves to lift the tension at different occasions. He’s fun-loving and very much loves to seek thrilling episodes of his life. Eli longs for, no lusts, for friends. He wants to be a part of something, something that would make him, not really known, but remembered. Since he’s family is out of the equation, he just wants somebody, somebody that would be his anchor to the real world. Even though he’s a bit of a dare-devil, he’s got good knowledge enough to think about the consequences. He’s a tactician, if you get him to take you seriously, and he’s very much as skilled as fighting as every other kid his age. He’s really cool to hang out with, random and fun at times, and silent at most. He’s not actually a public speaker, but he could speak for the public if he masters enough courage to do so. Eli’s cool, easy to be with demeanor hides the fact that he’s actually one great fighter. He has strong will to do stuff, and he acknowledges the small works of others always.

Eli, well, is a gentleman to most, especially girls. He hates to be under authority, talking back and being a smart-Alec whenever facing someone bossy. This flaw tends to get in the way of being in groups, which makes Eli a more of an individual worker. He hates, loathes even, crowds, especially since he thinks their looking at him, waiting for him to screw up or something. Eli has a weird sense of thoughts. He sees the bigger picture, but forgets the small ways, ending up disastrous. Eli is not the one for memorizing things either. Under pressure, he could make up the smartest comebacks, the complex equation, the whole game plan, but if not, he’s very much forgetful. Moreover, Eli is quite strange at first talk. Small talks bore him. Quick. But if he’s in the mood, he’ll end up getting talkative.

Oh, and his line is: “Banana.”

Appearance: Eli is, I guess, pretty cute. He has paper white hair, which forms a helmet dome on his head. His almond shaped eyes are, well ironically, almond of color. He has pale white complexion, and he has a mole on his square jaw. Other beauty marks he receive, will be visible, so he is a little vain on his face. Eli has lush, pinkish-red lips, and he has pearly white teeth. Standing in the height of 6’6”, Eli feels taller than most, even if he isn’t. He always faces up to the adoring sky, and his eyes shine lighter to a shade of yellow as the sun’s rays hit his iris. Eli has a green thumb. He has soft, hardworking hands and it’s mostly dirt stained, since he doesn’t care about how dirty soil is. But don’t worry, he’ll clean-up. Eventually.

Scars, well, he’s got a lot. Enough said.

Usually, you could find Eli in any wear, anytime. But, you cant find him without his iPod. Eli loves his music, so you wouldn’t find him without earphones in his ears, even if he isn’t really playing anything but golden silence. He is capable of wearing anything in the outdoors, even if it’s a million degrees, he could wear anything. He loves denim jeans though. With t-shirts of any color, although his favorite color is grey.

Fatal Flaw: Eli takes it to himself to do everything. He hopes that he’s able to help anyone with anything, even if it’s beyond his help.

Talents: Demeter kid, remember? He has control of any plants. Eli also could sing, quite good. With melody and tune, you’d hear him sing just about anything, but as long as you’ll get him to ignore the crowds.

Pets: Eli has a grown wolf as a pet. It’s an Antarctic Husky, which is kind of weird since they’re no where near any ice. It’s big, about 2 feet if it sits down, and has the most wonderful shades of grey, white and black.

Others: Eli has a bit of Russian twang.




Spoiler:


”You Build Up Hope, But Failures’ The Only One You’ve Known."
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the troublesome Eris demigoddess
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Character Sheet:

“Cause Maybe, Your Gonna Be The One to Save Me."

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Mr. tall, mysterious and Poseidon’s child
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Character Sheet:
Half-Bloods
Name: Travis Novale

Age/Birthday: 15/June 28

Gender: Male

God Parent: Poseidon

Claimed: Yes

Mortal Family: Carmel Novale(mother); Justine Novale(older step brother); James Novale(step dad)

Years in Camp: New Camper.

Brief History: Travis is a natural trouble maker, at school and at home in West Virginia. He was dreaded by most of his batchmates, because he's got the air of intimidation around him, even when they were still at the age of 6. He was cut off by then, since everyone was too scared to befriend the guy. the teachers would always complain on how his blue eyes looks into their souls, and he's managed to get himself kicked out of a school, even before classes starts. Carrie, or known as Carmel, was desperate, and just plain busy with her work(she was an accountant in a major bank branch) at first to notice the signs of ADHD and attention seeking of her son, which cause him to have a depressing and lonely childhood.

At the age of ten, his mother remarried another man, James, thus creating another blow of depression to him. He dreaded the day of their marraige, and even threatened of running away. But eventually, they married without such fuss.

But, as his step-father learned of such behaviors, after their first child was born, he eventually signed him up for military school, which he rebelled with. James didn't want such attitude and atmosphere on which justine was to grow up in. Travis was angry, and blinded by rage, he took off in the night, running away without a good bye. For years, he was alone in the streets, avoiding the police and making his way up into the big apple, New York.

He stood alone in the couple of years, fighting gangs for food and money, and, eventually, monsters for survival. He was very much a rebel back then, until he found Samantha, another demigod of Hermes. she was sly, cunning, and just plain pretty inside and out, eventually, Travis had fallen in love with her. For a year, they traveled around, since both were runaways and unclaimed demigods, and in that year, they managed to group with a satyr. He managed to take them to camp, and which they arrived uneventful until the base of the hill. As they walked up, something charged them, and Sam pushed both guys out of the way of the tall, one-eyed man, making her target. She managed to throw them away, but in the end, she was thrown away in a crumpled mess, dead. Travis mourned for her, and promised to be a better person when for both of them.

Within the years, he managed to get rid part of the sad personality in him. he managed to reconnect with his family in the past, where his father took him in, but he was still pushing in his choice of the military school, therefore he was still running away.

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: He is very sweet whenever he wants to. He's the typical guy who'll always be there, who'll love to be your best friend, and who'll stick by your side in bad times if you befriend him in the right way. He's easily flirted too, and would easily fall for someone he knows are good by heart. He's the guy who looks past the physical appearance and looks deeper into their personality, but even then, he's a bit gullible. Travis is a natural born individual worker, thus he's a bit pessimistic and cut off, but he is also a hard working person. If you do get to know him truly, you're lucky.

Travis is a tad weird in nature, but he is a tactitian, and has the ability to think ahead. Sometimes, he's laid back, and he's got a sense of humor, even if he is kind of dark and mysterious. Secrecy is his tactic in approaching others, keeping the image of Mr. tall, dark and creepy, but the sooner you get to let him lose, he'll probably be a good conversationalist. He loves to stay alone in the dark, keeping his thoughts by himself, but occasionally, he's shares it with others. He hates it when he's criticized, and he takes it personally. He doesn't like hard opinions, and acts as if it doesn't hurt him, but it does, mentally and emotionally.

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. They say, it's because he's trouble, walking around for death matches, but in truth, he's just plainly a magnet to problems and dangers, and just a tad bit misunderstood.

Pets: A cute little German Shepherd.
Death's Works {take two} GermanShepeard


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. He is, like any child of Poseidon, gifted in powers over large bodies of water. He could control waves, current and water itself, making him both deadly, and powerful.

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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“Who Said There Wasn’t Beauty In The Chaos?”

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the tough and original kid of Chaos
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Character Sheet:
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.


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This is where they started from!


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Thy Inactive Ones
that may come back


“Art Has Different Perspectives, Depending On Who Make Them.”

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the Dionysus girl painted with differently.


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the Alter personality next door.

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Spoiler:

“Keep Your Feet On The Ground, When Your Head’s In The Clouds.”

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the hyped up demi-titan by Mnemosyne
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Character Sheet:


“Dreams Are The Less Descriptive Nightmares.”

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the strange, British Morpheus kid
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Character Sheet:


The Dead
may your soul dwell in the ever wonderful haven.


"The Supernatural Is The Natural Not Yet Understood."

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the silent but deadly Melinoe camper
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Character Sheet:
Half-Bloods
Name: Ricky John 'Arjay' Sanchez

Age/Birthday: 17/ 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, her un-identical twin sister. Named after their birthmonth, May was very pretty indeed. As he was handsome, she was prettier, and together they made an awesome, beutiful couple. They were inseperable and definitely, they were always seen together. 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 want to date because of his absolute feeling of completeness with his only twin and sister. No another girl was good enough for him. He loved them both, in the familial way of the Filipinos, and would put down anything for their sake. But for whatever reason his sister had, he didn't know.

But when they were 15, something happened that changed his perspective in life. As he was going home, his sister had an accident, since she skipped school back then because of her happy go lucky nature. 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
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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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Character Sheet:
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[b">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.



“Smile, It Show’s You’re Worth Fighting For.”

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the gentleman form Apollo cabin
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Character Sheet:
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.


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Incompleted or Unaccepted Ones:
the ones I'm doing



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My Char's Relationships

Derek Retoll is Single. =]
Zinnia Melion likes Connor Chambers {Bre Bre}
Travis Novale is single. =] Violet Jones [/color]{BreBre}]
Ace Littner is Single. =]


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The Interviews


Theme Songs{may change}


Bubby Jane Belen Who Says {Selena Gomez}
Eli Breech Heartbreak Warfare {John Meyer}
Zinnia Melion Monster {Paramore}
Travis Novale Wake Me Up When September Ends {Greenday}
Ace Littner Ignorance {Paramore}

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Bubby Jane Belen Random Girl
Eli Breech
Zinnia Melion Ashley Greene
Travis Novale Rasmus Ledin
Ace Littner Jorgelina Airaldi

Their Favorite Quotes

Bubby Jane Belen Who Says {Selena Gomez}
Eli Breech
Zinnia Melion "It's either I squish you like a bug, or you'll get thrown into the cabin of rabid girls. Your choice."
Travis Novale "They say life is a happy cycle, as long as you go with the flow. They are dead."
Ace Littner "They say we write sins, not tragedies. Well, I make both of them."


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New Charrie, Up For Accaption!
Travis Novale, son of Poseidon
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ACCEPTED! I love him! Strong character!
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Oh thanks Nico. :]
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New Charrie. *sigh* Again.
Maikayla "Ace" Littner
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeSun Jul 10, 2011 9:59 am

Lol. I love accepting your characters. You used a lot of detail, thank you for that.
Accepted!
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Thanks Nico. :) I appreciate the compliment.
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Edits!:
Zinnia Melion, daughter of Chaos, is inactive till further notice/until a quest is over.
Ace Littner, daughter of Eris would be the temporary cabin leader till further notice of Zin's return.
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Nice characters!
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Oh thanks. :]
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Love your chracters, Can! I should work on more characters, I only have one active one ATM. D:
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeMon Aug 15, 2011 6:06 am

Thanks Tethys! I've liked your charries too! Love the pictures and the past. So...rainbowish. :]
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I love your characters!! They're REALLY amazing!! No lie, they're incredible....seriously!!
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Oh a big thanks to you too Fergs. :] I've been meaning to kill/inactivate/leave them be soon, but I'm glad you like them. :]
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeSat Aug 20, 2011 2:33 am

Character C L E A N - U P !

Dashing Abel Montenegro is dead {08/20/11}
Beautiful Lex Sanchez is dead {08/21/11}
Silent Arjay Sanchez is dead {08/21/11}
Strong Zinnia Melion will be rejoining the group!{08/21/11}
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Character C L E A N-U P!

Bobby "Bubby" Jean Belen is joining my small group!
Too bad charming Derek Retoll won't be able to see her come by!
Is that...Hades I see comming back?
Oh, don't forget to check up on this topic! I've got a lot more of changes up my sleeve!
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Accepted! I love her!
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeMon Sep 05, 2011 10:44 am

Thanks! Okay, one down, 2 to go!

Warning: Elijah is almost done! Whoever wants a connection with his past, just ask! Okay?
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeMon Sep 05, 2011 10:55 am

I do! xD
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeMon Sep 05, 2011 9:15 pm

Okay, when, where and with whom?
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PostSubject: Re: Death's Works {take two}   Death's Works {take two} I_icon_minitimeMon Sep 05, 2011 9:19 pm

Um... let's see. When: 2 years ago, Where: Camp Half-Blood Hill, Who: Century Fern.
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