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Name: Keira Maya Donovan
Aliases: Keir, Water Girl
Age: 17
Birthday: July 4th, 2002
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Key West, Florida
Godly Parent: Poseidon
Cabin Number: Cabin Three, Summer Camper
How Many Years At Camp: Two years
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Head Counselor for Cabin Three Poseidon she also helps out at the stables usually or maintaining the canoes out by the water.
Languages: English, Ancient Greek

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Height: 5'6
Weight: 126lbs
Body Type: Athletic
Eye Color: Ocean green
Hair Color: Red
Skin Tone: Light
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Keira has a few ear piercings, two on her ear lobes and two on her upper ears, she has a small scar on her stomach from an accident a few years ago while surfing.
Personal Style: During the summer months Kiera will usually be seen wearing bright colored clothes, and bright tshirts along with some shorts and sandals are her usual preferences. In the colder months then Keira will usually be seen wearing a leather jacket and a pair of blue jeans as well as a pair of boots. She will rarely ever be seen wearing any kind of heels or sneakers however.

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Active * Argumentative * Athletic * Blunt * Caring * Hardheaded

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Whenever you first meet Keira she is always seen as a very active person, and is always seen out and about and usually doesn't seem to want to stay in one place to long. She is very athletic and usually is seen doing a few exercises around the camp on her own usually and by the lake. Keira is a very caring and loving person and is always there for just about anyone she considers a friend of hers. However whenever she gets into a heated argument with someone she is known to rarely ever backdown from anyone. Keira can also be pretty blunt whenever she needs to be, at least to those that she does not know, she wont be as blunt to her friends whenever it comes to certain subjects.
Fatal Flaw: Personal Loyalty
Habits: Tugging at her hair whenever she is stressed out, biting her nails when she is nervous and will usually avoids eye contact whenever she knows that she has done something wrong.
Hobbies: Whenever Kiera is alone she usually likes to go out swimming, canoeing, or drawing
Fears:

• Heights
• Frogs
• Hurting someone that she cares for

Likes:

• Video gaming
• The water
• Swimming
• Yoga
• Dancing
• Horses

Dislikes:

• Cold weather
• Fast food
• Dogs
• Cloudy days
• Being told what to do
• Country music

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Demigod Abilities:

• Hydrokinesis
• Communication with horses & other sea creatures

General Skills:

• Swimming
• Singing
• Playing the guitar
• Surfing
• Canoeing
• First Aide

Combat Skills:

• Athletics
• Swords
• Shields
• Knives

Magic Item:

• High Tide Appears as a gold colored mechanical pencil when not in use, and always comes back to her regardless if she loses it or not.
• Low Tide Appears as a silver colored mechanical pencil when not in use, and always comes back to her regardless if she loses it or not.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Camp Half-Blood shirt, Jean shorts, sandals
• Purse/Wallet - 50 US dollars, 50 golden drachmas, Florida State driver's license, a picture of her cat back at home as well as her mother.
• Gold mechanical pencil
• Silver mechanical pencil
• M&M minis

Possessions In Cabin:

• Ipad
• Swim suits
• Books
• Xbox One Console
• TV
• Video games
• Picture of her mother, step father and half sister.
• Surfboard
• Acoustic Guitar

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Biography: Keira's mother worked as a marine biologist, she had met Keira's father one day out on a fishing trip. The two of them hit it off rather quickly, one thing led to another and eventually Keira was born several months later though her father never showed up. Keira was raised by her mother on her own until her mother eventually remarried when she was around five years old. She eventually at a young age also developed dyslexia as well as ADHD, Keira ended up finding her passion in swimming at around the age of seven and became very good at it. However she had struggled in school and had a hard time concentrating as well, but usually tried her best.

When she turned around fourteen when she started to notice strange people staring at her, but they left her alone eventually when she turned fifteen that's when people started to stalk her. Keira told her mother, and started to move from place to place, until one night they did get attacked by a group of people. But they managed to get away, and her mother eventually did tell her the truth of who her father was when they were alone.

Her father had only seen her when she was very young and gave her an address for her to attend a camp when she came of age, or if they were attacked. Which was something that her mother didn't want to do, but she knew it would be the best for her and it would be safer for her. But Keira promised that she would visit her mother at least during the school year when she wasn't attending camp during the summer months which has worked so far.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Keira and her mother took the long drive from Florida all the way up to Long Island. They would make stops along the way of course and would rest, eventually Keira made it to the camp in one piece without to many monster encounters. Once she stepped onto the camp grounds her father claimed her rather quickly the first day she was there and has been there for summer the last two years.

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Theme Song: House On Fire - Rise Against - Wolves

Extra Information: Norse Mythology, Thor Postie post
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Name: Marco DePaulo
Aliases: Pretty Boy
Age:17
Birthday: 2/14/03
Ethnicity: Half African American
Birth Place: New York City, Harlem, New York
Godly Parent: Aphrodite
Cabin Number: Cabin 10, Summer camper
How Many Years At Camp: 5 years
Gender: Male
Occupation At Camp: He helps tend the strawberry fields, as well as helps out with the selling of the produce to the restaurants. Head Aphrodite Counselor.
Languages: Ancient Greek, English, French, Spanish and Italian (Gift of his mother.)

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Height: 6’1”
Weight: 140
Body Type: Slim, but surprisingly muscular under it all.
Eye Color: Hazel, with rims that are almost like gold
Hair Color: Black/brown
Skin Tone: Milk chocolate brown
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: A small scar across his right shoulder.
Personal Style: Marco is usually a very sharply dressed person, even at camp. He likes wearing a button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, dress pants, a smart pair of shoes, and sometimes a vest. At camp, he wear the camp-shirt, and jeans, as well as sneakers. He keeps his hair short, and well kept.

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Friendly * Self Conscious * Flirty * Worrywart * Kind hearted * Stubborn

Sexuality: Pansexual and Polyamorous
Relationship Status: In a poly relationship with Emily.
Personality: Marco is one of the friendliest and most open people he knows, or he claims so. However, he is a very caring young man, that cares deeply for anyone he calls friend of lover. However, under it all, he is a bundle of worries and self consciousness. He is always worried about hurting someone he cares for by accident, because he’s seen what happened to his father… after what happened with his mother. He also can be a bit stubborn, not willing to budge on some things, saying that it might be ‘worth the risk.’
Fatal Flaw: Personal Loyalty
Habits: He’ll tap his fingers idly when bored, tends to preen when he sees a mirror, tries to play matchmaker.
Hobbies: Cooing over his little pet Sugar glider, going on dates, clothing/ fashion, training, needle felting.
Fears:

• Breaking the heart of someone he truly cares for.
• Hurting someone he cares about.
• His dad finding out the truth about his mom.

Likes:

• Flirting
• Emily
• Coffee
• Strawberries
• Spending time with people he cares about
• Fashion
• Seeing others happy

Dislikes:

• Lying to his father
• The games some of his siblings play with other people’s hearts
• His mother’s behavior
• Tea
• Racist people
• Dogs

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Demigod Abilities:

• Charm speak, minor ability.
• Ability to speak the ‘Romance’ languages.

General Skills:

• Some gardening skills
• How to accessorize
• People skills
• Cooking
• Needle felting
• Animal care

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows)

• Some knife fighting ability
• Some sword fighting
• Some spear fighting
• No archery at all

Magic Item:

• A compact that he can use to send messages, like Iris messages.

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - A nice button up shirt, nice pants, nice shoes, socks and boxers.
• Purse/Wallet - A man purse that he carries his little Sugar glider in, snacks for his glider, as well as his wallet. In the wallet: ID, US money $300, some credit cards. Also in the purse is some drachmas, just in case.
• Cell phone (Needs to keep up on fashion)
• His little sugar glider, Milo
• Bronze celestial knife
• A few photos tucked into his wallet of past and present lovers
• Little picture of Milo in case the little sugar glider is not with him.
• House/ apartment keys
• Car keys
• Camp necklace

Possessions In Cabin:

• Clothing
• Poster of a movie star he likes
• Little supply of makeup for his siblings
• His camp clothing
• Camp shoes
• Small bust (Trophy)
• A little cage for Milo
• Mini fridge for Milo’s food
• Little hammock for Milo
• Extra plush pillow
• Sleep Mask
• Needle felting supplies

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Biography
Marco’s father was a young supermodel, around twenty two years in age, when he started dating this beautiful young lady model that he met. The two had a story book romance, falling in love quickly, and they looked rather handsome together. However, right as Marco’s father was getting ready to propose, the woman vanished, leaving him alone for seven months. At the end of that, a basket with a note and a baby appeared in it on his doorstep. There was nothing more in the note that a simple apology and the name of the baby.

Marco grew up doted on by his single father, but there was always a lingering sadness in the poor man. His heart had been crushed, broken by this beautiful woman, and whenever Marco would ask about his mother, he could tell that the hurt was real, so he learned quickly to not ask about his mother.

Marco and his father always knew that he was not going to be a normal boy, as he took an interest in fashion, needle felting, and both boys and girls quickly in his life. However, besides some trouble with school work and being diagnosed with both ADHD and dyslexia as a young age, his teachers always found him a charming and sweet boy, and it seemed that Marco was always able to talk himself out of any sort of terrible trouble that he might be in.

When he was about twelve, he made friends with a rather odd boy, and they became close over the year. It was towards the end of the year that the boy revealed what he was, what Marco was and told him of Camp Half-Blood. Marco was interested, and told his father it was a fashion summer camp, and then packed up and went there. He’s been back every summer since then, for the last five years. He still wants to punch his mother in the face if he ever meets her, but other than that, he’s quite happy.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Marco was found by one of the school Satyrs when he was twelve, and shortly after claimed by his mother and taken to the camp. He easily fit in with his siblings, and the young man has always been charming, so he easily fit in with the others. He has been at the camp for five years, but he only attends during the summer. He’s not that powerful to attract monsters all the time.

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He makes each meal for his little sugar glider by hand. He does enjoy singing, even if he’s not a child of Apollo. His first kiss was with a boy when he was 12.

Theme Song: All You Need is Love- The Beatles

Extra Information:
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Milo
Favorite Pantheon is: Greek
Favorite Greek Gods: Poseidon and Athena

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”You can find peace amidst the storms that threaten you.”

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Name:
Ryland Astrapí

Aliases:
Ry

Age:
17

Birthday:
10/24/2003

Ethnicity:
Greek/White

Birth Place:
Born: Hollywood
Raised: Los Angeles/Camp Half-Blood

Godly Parent:
Zeus

Cabin Number:
1, Year-Rounder

How Many Years At Camp:
6

Gender:
(Fe)Male

Occupation At Camp:
> Oracle’s Attendant/Guardian
> Combat Instructor
> Orientation Leader

Languages:
> English
> Ancient Greek
> Latin

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Height:
5’ 10”

Weight:
185 Lbs

Body Type:
Athletic

Eye Color:
Light Blue/Green Mix

Hair Color:
Blonde/Dirty Blonde

Skin Tone:
Slightly Tanned

Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
A trio of long scars running from his right shoulder across to his left hip from a hellhound that attacked him on his way to camp.

Personal Style:
Ryland usually likes to dress casual, but takes great care to ensure he looks his best. No point in showing any side other than your best to those around. He usually keeps his hair short, but long enough to be combed back and styled. He always makes effort to present himself in a clean and well taken care of manner, wanting to look good to those around him. Especially since he knows all eyes will be on him given his Godly Heritage. On occasion he does like to dress up for the sake of doing so.

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Friendly * Short Fuse * Active * Stubborn * Intelligent * Impulsive

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Relationship Status:
Single

Personality:
On the surface, Ryland is a friendly individual. Seeming carefree, confident, and good-natured to those around him. Although he is notably stubborn and does have a short fuse, his anger is even usually short lived except in certain circumstances. Ryland is known to step in for those being mistreated whenever he sees it, unable to stand idle while somebody else suffers within reach. He seems like what everybody would expect from the son of the King of the Gods. Charming, Confident, Strong, Attractive, and all the other positive aspects one could want. As if he were simply too perfect.

Alas, what one sees on the surface is not always true. For Ryland is always under pressure from the burdens places upon his shoulders. Whether they be from everyone’s expectations for who he should be, his own expectations, or his own worry about failing others. Though he often seems to be carefree and happy, the boy is often enough acutely aware of everything he is doing and worried that somehow he might mess up. Worried that somehow, he might be the cause of pain to others. He keeps this hidden from all, except the Oracle and Chiron who know and counsel Ryland about his worries to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Fatal Flaw:
> Burdens. Ryland feels inclined to carry all the burdens of expectations of himself and those around him at all times. He refuses to let others be in danger or bear said burdens where he feels it is his duty to take it instead.

Habits:
> Pushing himself to his limits in everything he does.
> Becoming embarrassed around pretty girls.
> Avoiding eye contact when being embarrassed.

Hobbies:
> Training in the Arena
> Working Out
> Soccer
> Pranking the Oracle
> Pranking the Hunters when they show up

Fears:

• Being Alone
• Failing/Hurting Others
• Spiders

Likes:

• Soccer
• Training
• Video Games
• Movies
• Working Out
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Winter
• Underground
• Ares Cabin
• Alcoholics
• Dionysus
• Cats

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Demigod Abilities:

• Wind Manipulation
• Storm Generation

General Skills:

• Soccer
• Physical Fitness
• Playing Guitar
• Flying (Like Superman)
• Acting
• Attention to Detail

Combat Skills:

• Sword & Shield Fighting
• Hand-to-Hand Combat
• Athletics
• Combat Ability Usage

Magic Item:

• Kidemónas - A magical shield made of celestial bronze, it can be charged with electricity and thrown. The shield is designed to come back to its user, and turns into a watch when not in use.
• Ring of Hidden Truths - A ring given to Ryland by Zeus which conceals his true gender by adding Male attributes to his body.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt, Jeans, and sneakers
• Purse/Wallet - $20.00 (U.S.) and 70 Drachmas
• Kidemónas
• Thýella
• Pocket Knife (For Mortal Purposes)
• Backpack with various necessities for outside travel.
• Ipod & Speaker (Only for use within camp boundaries)

Possessions In Cabin:

• A bookcase full of various novels and comics.
• Punching Bag
• Swimsuit
• Armor for Battle
• Helm taken from an Echidna after he defeated her during a quest
• Hellhound’s Talon
• Weapon & Armor Maintenance Items
• More clothes

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Biography
Born in Hollywood, most would think that Ryland came from some well-off family with moviestar parents. However, this was most certainly not the case for the young boy. For his mother had recently lost her waitressing job before he was born, and by the time Ryland was born they were homeless. He grew up on the streets for about three years, seeing various kinds strange things, despite his mother not believing him. Whenever he was three his mother remarried, the man being nice at first until the two moved with him. Soon enough it was revealed that he was a raging alcoholic with anger issues. Fists flew often in their house, and it was there Ryland learned how to fight. At least the basics of it. As he neared 8, he finally had enough with his father’s vicious attacks on him and his mother. When the man came home one day after the bar, the child was waiting for him with a baseball bat that he used to practice in the backyard. The fight didn’t take long, but Ryland was quickly overpowered by the older man. In the following beating, Ryland panicked and the… unthinkable happened. A freak bolt of electricity jumped from the sockets in the house and shocked his father. While he lay stunned, his mother grabbed Ryland and the two fled.

After another few months on the streets, his mother remarried with a man she had been seeing in secret for a few years up until then. This man was much nicer, and actually avoided alcohol entirely. Ryland grew rather fond of him, as his new father had been more than happy to take the kid on as his own. A year later, the couple had a little girl. Ryland was happy about the development, but soon became worried as the monsters he remembered from childhood seemed to be showing up more often. When he was 11, everything boiled over as some lady who the lower body of two snakes came after his family. She clearly wanted him, but in the attack managed to claw his mother enough to cause a deep gash. Fear for their safety, he ran. The lady chased after him but he was eventually able to lose her. As he went back home, Ryland realized that if more of those monsters existed, then they might be after him as well. Instead of returning home and saying goodbye, he simply turned and ran. He didn’t know where, but it was just something that felt… right. It was a long journey that lasted months, but finally, he had made it to New York CIty. He was heading towards Long Island, where he could feel something calling him but was ambushed by a massive dog. He tried to run but it was faster, stronger than he. Its claws raked upon his back, and he blacked out as he heard something like a storm coming in.

Ryland woke days later, laying in a house in different clothes, and feeling clean like he hadn't been for the past few months. At his bedside was a rather pretty girl about his age, but she quickly left the room and soon a man with a… horse body? Returned with her, and started to slowly explain all of it. It made sense in a strange way, and since then Ryland has been at camp. He’s left only once on a quest, and made a name for himself for his prowess in battle as well as in his power usage. Since then he’s become one of the more popular members around camp, especially given his ability to live up to the expectations with his heritage. He has also become the Oracle’s Caretaker and guardian, a position he got through his close friendship with the girl.

After a few years at camp, Ryland went on a quest with one Kiera Donovan the daughter of Poseidon. Together they went to the Groves of Dodona to stop a threat which seemed not of their world. Ever since the quest, some have noticed the two seem to be a bit closer and Ryland being significantly more protective over the girl despite he never admitting to this. Since then he has only been on one other quest, one questmate died and the other, Rebecca Eventide, grew to be a close friend. During the return they rescued a young daughter of Hades and brought her to camp. Being close with little Athanasia as if she were his little sibling since then.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:
Ryland wound up at Camp Half-Blood on his own. Having made the trek across the country alone and unbeknownst to his mortal parents. The reasoning was simple, even as a young boy he found out what he was and that he was a danger to his family. So he left, better he bear the burdens of his heritage than those around him suffer. He never did make it to camp, rather he was found unconscious and bleeding by a Satyr in New York City, next to the dust that had been a hellhound. Afterwards he was brought to camp where his father claimed him before he woke, and Chiron decided that the boy was to be a year-rounder at camp. He was, after all, not only in danger from monsters but from the wrath of Hera as well.

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Theme Song:
Warriors

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Favorite Pantheon: Roman, Favorite Deity being Bellona.
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Name: Aricia Rebecca Eventide
Aliases: Sabrina the Teenage Witch
Age: 17
Birthday: April 30th, 2003
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Boston, Massachusetts
Godly Parent: Hecate
Cabin Number: Cabin 20 (Year Round)
How Many Years At Camp: Five Years
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Brews Various Potions; Hecate Cabin Leader
Languages: English, Ancient Greek, Latin

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Height: 5'4"
Weight: 101
Body Type: Skinny
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Small black and white tattoo of her mother's symbol, twin torches, on her left ankle; double pierced ears; small scar on her right forearm
Personal Style: Rebecca adores wearing black. There's something about the color that she finds genuinely soothing. When she arrived to camp, one of her first goals was to use magic to change the color of her bright orange camp shirt and she pulled it off eventually, turning it black with white accent colors. Her style is a little bit bougie, but also could be comfortably characterized as 90's grunge. Fall is her favorite time of year, with the warm wool cardigans and comfortable pullovers that become available.

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Brave * Dark * Independent * Prideful * Clever * Blunt

Sexuality: Pansexual (Sporadically Polyamorous)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Rebecca is fiercely independent and values free will above almost everything else. Everyone should have the right to make their choices, though that does not absolve them of the consequences of their decisions. She has a lot of responsibility and understanding, having a bit of an old soul with wisdom and experience beyond her years. Yet along with this independence, there is also a certain malevolence that lurks within her heart. The darkness calls to her and one of these days, she may just plunge willingly into the void.

She claims to not be afraid of anything, but that isn't quite true. In reality, she is incredibly brave and has courage, the ability to recognize that something is worth doing despite her fear. Her innocence vanished a long time ago, replaced with resiliency and bravery. She is loyal to her friends and will help them in times of need. But she also will not deceive them and will flat out tell them if they are being idiotic, reckless, or needlessly cruel.

Fatal Flaw: The Call of the Void/Pride
Habits: Picking At Her Nails
Hobbies: Spell Casting, Reading
Fears:

• Being Burned Alive
• A Third Titan War
• The Minotaur

Likes:

• Trivia
• The Night
• Ghosts
• Being Right
• Magic
• Adventures
• Stars
• Animals
• Horror Movie Marathons
• Halloween

Dislikes:

• Coffee
• Prejudice Against Minor Gods
• Romance Novels
• The Patriarchy
• The Normal World
• Bees
• Haircuts
• Sunny Days

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Demigod Abilities:

• Mystiokinesis: the ability to cast and manipulate magic
• Necromancy: the ability to summon and control the dead

General Skills:

• Potions
• Spell Casting
• Rituals
• Basic Medicine
• Deception
• Trivia Knowledge

Combat Skills:

• Twin Daggers
• Stealth
• Flexibility
• Sword

Magic Item:

• Ring of Shadows - if the stone is twisted, the user can blend into any shadows/darkness in the area and effectively disappear
• Enchanted Twin Daggers - these daggers can be used for ritualistic/magical purposes as well as combat and always return to her hand if she 'calls' for them

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Black Camp Halfblood t-shirt, lightweight long grey and black striped cardigan, black jean shorts, black boots, thick black socks, camp necklace
• Purse/Wallet - ID, $70 U.S., 42 Gold Drachmas
• Ring of Shadows
• Deck of Playing Cards
• Twin Enchanted Daggers (in boot)
• Locket with photograph of her and her father
• Pocket Spell Book
• Various rings

Possessions In Cabin:

• Collection of Spell Books
• Black Cat (Mary Shelley)
• Runes
• Tarot Cards
• Cauldron
• Potion Storage
• Potion Ingredients
• Spare Clothing (Summer)
• Spare Clothing (Winter)
• Supernatural Horror Novels
• Laptop

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Biography Rebecca's father, a professor at Harvard, frequented the trivia scene in Boston quite regularly. He prided himself on being undefeated, until a mysterious goth woman bested him during a championship match. The two of them bickered and ended up falling in love, and while she left after a few weeks, the woman returned nine months later and revealed herself as the goddess of Hecate. She gave him a tiny baby girl that she had named Aricia. Her father gave her the middle name Rebecca after his mother.

Her father never married, but he ended up fathering another child (a girl) and tried his best to raise them together. There was a five year age gap between the sisters. Both of them were homeschooled in a way - a colleague's spouse was homeschooling their children and offered to teach the girls as well, which Rebecca's father greatly accepted. She always had difficulty focusing when she read, finding that the words on the page would rearrange themselves.

At times, her sister would swear to her father that Rebecca was possessed. She'd find her up in the attic talking to a ghost - only her sister couldn't see the specter. Only Rebecca could. At age eleven, Rebecca had started sneaking occultist texts from the university library, struggling to read them but the rituals and spells fascinated her. When she saw her younger sister reading a romance novel, Rebecca realized that they were from different worlds. She stood at a crossroads and made her choice, running away from home.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: After she ran away from home, Rebecca went to places that she felt a draw to. They were mostly occult places of worship, but none of them were ever quite right. They were close, but she didn't belong. Her magic was different. On her twelfth birthday, she woke up with a postcard and a ring next to her. It was a gift from her mother - the Ring of Shadows - and the post card was for Long Island. She managed to hitchhike her way there, avoiding monsters that seemed to follow her as she went, and eventually crossed the threshold into camp. Her mother claimed her that same day and she has been at camp ever since, not wanting to leave since she finally found a place where she belonged.

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Theme Song: SILVASTONE feat. BELLSAINT - Full Moon Tonight
Extra Information: Norse, Loki
Evos
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Name: Bronwyn Rae Knowles
Aliases: "Bronwyn.. my friends call me Brynn, at least they would, if I had any friends."
Age: 16-years-old
Birthday: August 8th, 2004
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Brooklyn, New Jersey
Godly Parent: Athena
Cabin Number: Cabin #6
How Many Years At Camp: 7 summers, 2 full years. Year-Rounder, now.
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Weapons Training
Languages: Ancient Greek, English, ASL and French.

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Height: 5'9"
Weight: 147lbs
Body Type: Athletic, Slim
Eye Color: Slate Grey
Hair Color: Naturally Dark Brown, Dyed Bleach Blonde. If you click on her picture above, you can see her with her natural hair color.
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Owl wings on both shoulders and a portrait of my mother, Athena, and her owl between my shoulder blades. I have a long, thick scar on my right forearm from where I got sliced open by a sword in my first year in training, and another scar on my abdomen from where a spear pierced me. I get quite competitive in my training. Was nothing. Merely a flesh wound. (Brynn smirks.) As far as piercings go, I took all my piercings out once I began taking my training seriously. Used to have my nose, lower lip and ears pierced.
Personal Style: She has a sort of carefree, "badass" grunge/greaser style she likes to sport when she's not in full armor. Sometimes a t-shirt and a pair of torn up jeans do the trick for her. She prefers boots and hightop canvas shoes with her jeans, but in shorts, she would prefer sandals or completely barefoot. Her hair is almost always down, except when she is in battle. She ties it up in a tight bun. Every now and again Brynn will put on makeup but tends to leave it off and go with a more natural look. Besides, who has time to put make-up on when they're busy kicking ass? Plus, putting makeup on just to go into battle is absolutely pointless, amirite?

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Selfless * Competitive * Observant/Conscientious * Sarcastic * Loyal * Unyielding

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single, not looking
Personality: Brynn, to most, has this "I'm better than you" vibe about her. Like one of those snot-nosed popular brats in high school who thinks everyone is beneath her. Quite the opposite in Brynn's case, except she does have a serious case of RBF. Brynn is very much about helping others way before she even thinks of herself, she just tends to be super competitive when it comes to training. She tries not to gloat, but sometimes she can't help it. She knows she's good at what she does, but she does like to help others out and give them pointers, especially the newer campers. She may only be 16, but she kind of acts like the Mother Hen of the Athena cabin, and even with some of the other campers in other cabins as well. She loves working with others but doesn't mind lone wolf missions/training sessions, either. She can work with both. If you really get to know Brynn, she tends to be quite sarcastic. She's loyal to a fault and will do anything and everything in her power to protect her friends.
Fatal Flaw: Indecisiveness
Habits: Drinking herbal tea, playing with her hair, talking to herself, hums and sings to herself, staying up late, usually skips lunch, quite argumentative, etc.
Hobbies: Brynn tends to keep her hobbies to her training and reading. If she's not playing Cap the Flag or training, you'll be able to find her in the cabin reading scrolls or out at the lake reading a novel.
Fears:

• Disappointing her mother, Athena
• Failure
• Falling from high places
• Drowning

Likes:

• Capture the Flag
• Training
• Running
• Working out
• Reading up on and going over strategies
• Reading novels and scrolls
• The peace and quiet of the night
• _Ryland

Dislikes:

• Cheaters
• Bullies
• Annoying, obnoxious people
• Loud-mouths
• Losing, but she's not a poor sport about it
• The ocean

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Demigod Abilities:

• Has great control over any weapon.
• Highly skilled in armed and hand-to-hand combat.

General Skills:

• Archery
• Hand-to-hand combat
• Weapons Handling
• Greek Mythology
• ASL
• Fighting Strategies

Combat Skills:

• Hand-to-Hand Combat
• Weapon Handling
• Strength
• Agility

Magic Items:

• Shield concealed as makeup mirror
• Spear that is concealed in a lipstick tube

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - For her full armor, she tends to leave out the old school traditional skirt that most women would wear with their armor. Brynn prefers dark jeans beneath. For normal, everyday clothes, Brynn takes to the grunge or greaser style clothing. Sometimes she'll just go with her brown bomber jacket, camp t-shirt and black jeans with boots or canvas shoes. Depends on the day she's having.
• Backpack - Makeup, small brush, a map, a novel, a pen, a knife, a refillable water bottle, a granola bar, a couple MRE's, and wallet.
• Wallet - $75 Cash, School I.D., Debit Card
• An extra hairtie
• Ring on right ring finger
• Knife in boot
• Mechanical Owl (similar sized to a pink school eraser)
• Arm guards with hidden blades
• Hidden blade in belt buckle

Possessions In Cabin:

• Her dual swords
• Novels gallore
• Portrait of her and her father, Vernon Knowles
• Portrait of her and her mother, from a couple years ago
• Personal weapons
• Journal w/ pens
• Nikon camera
• Cell phone (doesnt use it. just a keepsake from when she used to use it to call her dad)
• HP Laptop
• Mini Blow Torch.. because hey... never know if you'll run into a Hydra out there.

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Biography: Brynn's coming to be was anything short of a miracle.. I mean, as are any of Athena's children. Bronwyn was born to a man named Vernon Knowles. Vern grew up in Oregon but shortly after reaching manhood he fled to the city streets of Brooklyn to take up work, and spend many more years living there. Construction was flourishing at the time, and it seemed he was never out of work. Hardly had any downtime, but Vern knew he'd eventually have to make time in order to someday start a family of his own. Unbeknownst to him, that gift would be granted to him in the form of a little bundle wrapped up in a deep red blanket, a note pinned to the front of it. He'd read the note and realize what he'd been given, and tasked with. He'd go on to tell his family members that he'd decided to adopt a child rather than waste time trying to find someone to be with who could provide a said family for him.. with him.

Vern spent the first few years raising Brynn on his own. As Brynn grew, her abilities began to show through. At the young age of 4, just on the cusp of her 5th birthday, Brynn's father sent her away to camp to begin her training. Being a young child, Brynn didn't take to it too well the first summer. Not only did she not understand why she had been sent there in the first place, but it was also the fact she was nearly killed upon entering the camp that had her freaked out. A manticore chased her into camp, managing to swipe her across her back with its gnarly claws. A satyr and a few older campers heard her screams and came out to fight off the beast, helping her into the safety of the camp. After she was treated for her wounds and calmed down, Brynn was told of who she was and where she came from, and where she was for the summer. Although her mother claimed her right away, upon arriving, she did not get to meet her. Much to young Brynn's disappointment.

She returned home for the school year, and the following year came back with a vengeance to learn all that she could and make her daddy proud. And her mother, Athena, as well of course. Brynn grew to hold no ill-will towards her mother after learning the reasons why her mother had to stay away. Brynn spent years going to camp during the summers until the year 2017 came, Brynn being at the ripe age of 13. It was time to head off back to camp, and she was as excited as ever. Unbeknownst to Brynn, she had been being hunted for several weeks prior. Vern was getting their truck ready to make the trip down to camp when they were attacked by a fairly large cyclops. Unfortunately, there's no happy ending to this story. Without going into too much detail, Brynn's father didn't make it out alive. He sacrificed himself for his daughter's life, and managed to allow her to escape. Luckily by this age, Vern had taught her how to properly drive and she did just that, all the way to camp.

She's been inside the camp walls, since. A fire had somehow been started in their home, so it wasn't very hard to have faked her death. She's since stayed at camp and has made a year-round home out of it. Since her father's death, her training has become more intense and she in herself has become more fierce. She's more than ready to take on her next quest. They help her clear her mind. Sitting around camp for extended periods of time makes her antsy.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Brynn used to spend only the summers here. She began coming every summer starting in 2009 when she turned 5 in the camp walls. Course you can't have a young Olympian crossing over through the gates of camp without a little game of cat and mouse, can you? So, of course, she was chased into camp. A manticore nearly had killed her on the way in. And as of a few years ago, Brynn has since become a year-rounder.

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Theme Song: Castle by Halsey (Whitney Woerz Cover)

Extra Information: Norse, Skaði ; Wolves of Red Lake
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Name: Athanasia Theroux
Aliases: Ash, Athana/Athania, Theroux
Age: 10
Birthday: August 27 2010
Ethnicity: Swedish
Birth Place: Delphi, Greece (Lived in Providence, Rhode Island before Camp Half-Blood)
Godly Parent: Hades
Cabin Number: Hades Cabin
How Many Years At Camp: Over a year
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Camper
Languages: Ancient Greek, Swedish, English

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Height: 4 foot 5 inches
Weight: 60 pounds
Body Type: Slim
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: Pale blonde
Skin Tone: Pale white
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:
Personal Style: Athanasia, or Ash if one is familiar enough with her, is a lady of quality. She enjoys a good taste in fashion and while perhaps not the favorite person of her mother's husband- her step-father- Ash does live a comfortable life. This is relevant in her taste for dresses of a Lolita sort as she considers the current trend 'too bland' for her cuteness. Wearing reasonable skirts and, only if she must, adorable pants with equally adorable shoes. She has a arrayed a collect of purloined and carefully cared for attire. Something Athanasia is very protective over as getting replacements are not easy. Especially replaces of her many, and very different, hats and her teddybear purse. A gift from her mother.

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Cunning * Vengeful * Passionate * Cruel * Perfectionist * Sharp

Sexuality: Demisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Athanasia can be termed in one word as adorable. She's the 'Little Lady' of the party, the type that can smile and charm. A bright and friendly person, that people feel comfortable telling their problems to despite her age. In part this is due to her persistence to 'help' and in part to the fact she is very honest and considerate. But that is merely a mask of sorts, yet friends will still come to her to cry on her shoulder and speak of their woes. Something they can do safely as Athanasia has never broken her given word. No matter what may come because of that. Breaking her word is akin to a mortal sin in Athanasia's point of her view. It would break all the reputation she's built up and her image of being the perfect little daughter. Mind you, she's ten.

Perhaps because of this she wears a very different face in her more private life away from the public eye. In private she is a vengeful spirit that wields her sharp tongue and wicked humor to great effect against any slight to her or those close to her. It is not something she reveals to many. Her sharp temper and pride are a bold streak across her young mind while her quieter and softer affections are her mask, the true affection is far more genuine. She cares deeply for those who can accept her her and embraces those rare few she lets in so far that they can see the flaws and cracks within Ash's battered heart. For all her smiles and sharp temper (the latter when pushed), Athanasia is a very delicate person at times who does need the quiet affection and companionship of good company of friends to be her cornerstone rather than her being theirs. Though she is often wary of people, fearing rejection. Either due to her tastes, her status, her Father's identity or failing to be perfect.
Fatal Flaw: holding grusges
Habits: She has a habit of pouting when thinking or troubled and pulling her lower lip. She also has a horrible habit of giving elaborated sighs of 'Oh, La!'. Her other favorite saying is a sweet and venomous 'Kiss, kiss' and have it mean someone should go shove a knife up their butt.
Hobbies: She enjoys drawing, listening to music, collecting Lolita, tea time and taking long walks about to random places to sketch the scenery. Though, dancing and fencing come in shortly after that.
Fears:

• Breaking her word or being 'lesser' than what she could be
• Chimera
• Causing a friend's death

Likes:

• Drawing
• Nighttime
• Cats
• 'Discussing' (Her form of verbally sparring)
• Skulls (Not that she will admit this openly)
• Music

Dislikes:

• Monkeys
• People who break their word
• Those who talk down to her
• Early mornings
• Getting dirty
• Her eyes

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Demigod Abilities:

• Necromancy - As the daughter of Hades she can summon the dead, or their remains, to aid her as well speak to them. However, this makes her sensitive to when someone is dying and she often fears that she could inadvertently speed up someone's death when they are on the threshold. So she will often flee from an dying ally rather than help them.
• Umbrakensis - Control over shadows and the ability to travel through them. It is this skill she hones far more regularly than her Necromancy powers. It is on her long walks in private when she works these powers and pushes them to do more and do better. Constantly unsatisfied with her abilities and constantly degrades them and herself privately.

General Skills: (What does he or she know, must fit in within what the character knows)

• Sketching
• Dancing
• Sneaking about
• Charismatic
• Archaeology - Namely the study of bones and human anatomy
• Acrobatics

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows)

• Beginner Archery
• Fencing
• Martial Arts
• Dodging

Magic Item: (It can be something like Percy's Riptide, Annabeth's invisibility cap, ect)

• Black Rose - It is described as being lighter than a broadsword, but double edged like one. Made from Stygian Iron The hilt was studded with pale gems and was topped by a green crystal. It can drain away a beings essence- life. Turning the opponent into a corpse Athanasia can use as a support. It's a bit big but she's growing into it. A gift from Hades.
• Chatters the Skull - A chattering,talking skull her powers accidentally brought about. He can't really do anything other than talk and observe the world about him. As well as move his jaw, thus gaining the name Chatter. Quiet often the unwilling participant to many of Athanasia's tea times.

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - A dress generally (Or skirt with a matching blouse), with shorts, a hat, gloves on her person somewhere and generally a few sections of jewelry. Ash can be found wearing either MaryJane and some form of stockings or sandals.
• Stuffed Teddy Bear Backpack -
• A sketchpad and pencils (with sharpeners)
• 10 dollars US, 100 Swedish krona, and 30 drachma in a skill emblazoned wallet
• A parasol to match her clothing
• Several packages of candy
• A teacup (metal)
• Several Handkerchiefs
• A MP3 player
• Several bags of tea

Possessions In Cabin:
(What Does he or she keep at their assigned cabin, anything from weapons, trophies they have take while on quests, and any other personal possessions they have.)

• A tea set
• A picture of her mother and 'Papa' (Thought its often sitting under the tea set.)
• Her other sets of Clothing
• A fencing sword
• A small practice naginata
• Several books about the human skeleton
• Several notebooks filled with sketchs
• A journal
• A world Atlas with pictures of where her mother has been.
• A small army of health and beauty products
• A large baseball bat

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Biography
It began in Delhi, Greece with the wail of a small child. Born in the archaeology camp there, for her mother was a foolhardy woman who loved her work a bit too much. Ryssa Theroux had always loved ancient history and even written a good few papers on the subject. The only problem was a lack of funding, so she had married into money. A wealthy man who fell for the tall and fair haired Swedish woman. Athanasia did not understand this, nor does she still. Her first memories were of travelling with her mother during the long summer months to the different archaeology camps she would go and examine. Though she never really fit in there, Athanasia had a strong respect for the history the places held and a fascination with the dead. Something that horrified her mother and many others. During the school year when her mother turned the lecturing and working from her desk, Athanasia met and entertained the 'Important Guests'. People who were business partners of her parents. It was at five years old Athanasia noticed something odd. Her Papa never smiled or really paid much attention aside when these 'Important Guests' came and never smiled at her aside from then. Knowing better than to lie to her child (for when she once did to replace a lost teddy bear, Athanasia had rejected the bear for a solid two months and had refused to speak to her mother), Ryssa settled for as much of the truth as she could give Athanasia.

Her 'Papa' was not her true father at all, but this strange and unknown 'Father' was far away and very busy. Athanasia had not known what her mother meant fully but that she was trying to explain something without delving too much. Her mother had explained to the small child that this was a secret that she must tell no one. Well! Athanasia was very good at keeping secrets, so she took on this challenge. She also was used to being told no or half of the truth, so the child took to listening at door and sneaking about the house like a ghost. She learned that her 'Papa' was hurt by her being around so she often made herself scarce to the man when she was not needed to entertain 'Important Guests' and let them comment about how darling and charming she was. Things that only resolved that little girl notion if she was perfect then she would not hurt him so much! When she heard him complain she was too perfect, that little vengeful nature shaped a grudge as she had been doing it for him and held it close. If being perfect bugged him, well then she would be all she could be and as perfect as she could be! He was the one who was never satisfied. Her mother insisted that Athanasia learn how to fight and tumble. The former she hated but was diligent on, learning karate and in her later years fencing when she commented to her mother how graceful they were. For the young half-blood already was dancing in a effort to be 'perfect' and 'charming'. The latter she learned with delight for tumbling about felt like she was flying and it was relaxing to the young-er Athanasia.

When she was seven, Athanasia had traveled with her mother to the city of New Orleans, and gotten horribly lost in the massive Saint Louis Cemetery to her mother's horror when Ryssa turned to find her child no longer there. She was found hours later near midnight sitting in one of the oldest sections. Athanasia said that her friends were playing so she had gone to listen to them. Which was written off as childish foolishness. Her mother knew the truth however. Taking Athanasia aside during that night in their hotel room, her mother informed the child of her unnamed father, Hades. Oh, Athanasia knew of the Greek Gods. Her mother was a historian after all. But Hades? Her father? Athanasia had taken three months to come to terms with it and by then she was eight. Deciding at the end of the day it didn't really matter as Hades was not here. She planted her feet and set her course to being perfect and the person she had always tried to be. Though she admitted to her mother that she would have to learn a lot more to be all she could be much to the woman's amusement. The words that she did not need to be perfect fell on her spine of iron and slid away. There was a grudge to be had against her father, but Athanasia carefully held it in check. Unsure what to make of Hades even when she met this unknown 'Father'. He gifted her with the Mávro Triantáfyllo, her sword. Something which confused her even further, though she strives for the Lord of the Dead's approval.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:
Athanasia came to Camp Half-Blood after a particularly bad experience with a monster. Had it not been for the self-defense lessons her mother had insisted that she take, Ash would most likely have been in deeper trouble. Constant horrors stalking her in the middle of the night, which irritated her Papa's temper and weakened her mother's pleas, developed into a full blown run for freedom from some unknown terror that Athanasia has shoved to the back of her mind. Finding the house in utter ruins and a small Athanasia curled up in her mother's small study gripping the old skull her mother had been studying with a strange boy in their house. It was one thing for a girl to have such a horrifying nightmare, but clutching a skull and a house torn to shreds? Athanasia's step father had had enough. The boy turned out to be Ryland Astrapi, the half-blood Son of Zeus and left with her paternal cousin to travel to the camp with a tearful farewell by her mother. It's been a bit over a year since and the fright of that night has only sharpened Athanasia's hatred for the monsters who would kill, harm or hunt her. Though she misses her mother terribly she does understand this is what is best for her. Which is what her mother wants. Her relationship with Ry developed from there into a sibling like relationship, though she does maintain a teeny-tiny bit of hero worship to him which she covers with snippy comments.

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Theme Song:

Extra Information: Egyptian Mythology, Set, Post
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Name: Arthur Stanford
Aliases: Arty
Age: 12
Birthday: September 12th, 2007
Ethnicity: American
Birth Place: Belfast, Maine
Godly Parent: Hades
Cabin Number: Hades Cabin, Year Round
How Many Years At Camp: Two Years
Gender: Male
Occupation At Camp: Head Counselor of Hades Cabin
Languages: English, Ancient Greek

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Height: 5'2"
Weight: 105 Pounds
Body Type: Athletic , though not very muscular.
Eye Color: Emerald Green
Hair Color: Black
Skin Tone: Alabaster
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None to speak of.
Personal Style: If there's one word to describe Arthur's style, it would be sleek. Dress shirts and pants for cooler days, and tan shorts with a plain black T-shirt for the warmer ones. He has plain Stygian Iron bracelets on either hand, with a matching belt, all composed of smooth rectangular links binding them together. His hair is always neatly combed to the right side, kept at a length of no longer than an inch and a half.

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Level headed * Petty * Decisive * Arrogant * People Person * Stubborn

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Arthur has an air of superiority about him, often in that he tries to keep his cool no matter what's in front of him. Even with those who he particularly dislikes, he keeps a pleasant tone, and cordial attitude, making him hard to get a read on him sometimes. With those he does like however, he'll often go out of his way to fix any problems they might have. If somebody's picking on them, he'll do what he can to make sure they stop, for example. Arthur sees social interactions with most people as a kind of transaction, and if he can't get anything useful out of that transaction, he doesn't participate in it. In short, he's very focused on self advancement.

As a son of Hades, Arthur has been blessed with the ability to talk to spirits from beyond. While many might think this to be a fun and exciting power, Arthur finds the vast majority of ghosts to be annoying at best, and prefers not to engage with them when they try to communicate with him. Though he does maintain a similarly friendly attitude when he does talk to them, and is much more likely to engage with them if he wants something. If they do legitimately need some kind of help, he's not the kind to ignore them, but he might drag his feet in getting them what they need.

Fatal Flaw: Holding Grudges
Habits: Picking his nails, chewing gum, cracking his knuckles.
Hobbies: Throwing darts, sculpting, reading.
Fears:

• Ruining the friendship's he has.
• Death
• Saying the wrong thing.

Likes:

• Honing his talents
• Learning about individuals
• Capture the flag
• Birds
• Manners
• Fighting

Dislikes:

• Wasting time
• Rudeness
• Ghosts
• Milk
• Hot days
• Vegetables

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Demigod Abilities:

• Necromancy: Arthur can raise the dead, and bend them to his will, making things like skeletal soldiers to fight by his side. Additionally, he can communicate with ghosts, to the point that they don't really leave him alone, which is why he defaults to ignoring them. Lastly, due to his attunement with the dead, he gets a sense when people are soon to cross over from the realm of the living, to that of the dead.
• Ferrokinesis: Arthur can pull and detect precious metals from the ground itself, along with having the ability to telekinetically control them, and, given proper time, shape and weld them how he likes, without the need of heat. Precious metals he does extract from the ground however, should not be held onto for long, as those who have them are bound to have misfortune come their way.

General Skills:

• Diplomacy
• Empathy
• Persuasion
• Intimidation
• Sculpting
• Piano

Combat Skills:

• Thrown Weapons
• Shields
• Swordplay
• Proficient with spiked Gauntlets

Magic Item:

• Dark Clay: This is a special block of Stygian Iron, about the size of his head, that's more easily pliable to a child of Hades' Ferrokinetic abilities. This block is, in fact, the Stygian Iron clothing accessories Arthur wears. In his hands, it's as easy to mold as wet clay, and can be quickly fashioned into different weapons he might need, or feel like using.
• Hellfire Oil: This is a self replenishing container of oil he can coat his weapons in, which when provided with a heat source can cause black fire to ignite on the weapon.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing -
• Purse/Wallet -
• Bubblegum
• Pen
• Notebook
• Dark Clay (In the form of his bracelets and belt)
• Hellfire Oil
• Lighter

Possessions In Cabin:

• Collection of books, mostly on Greek myths.
• Suit
• Paper
• Clothes for cold weather

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Biography Extravagant Wealth, hired help, and high society were all integral parts of Arthur's upbringing. Being the heir to one of the biggest corporations in the extraction and sale of precious gems of all kinds, money was never anything to be worried about in his family. His younger years were mostly spent learning proper etiquette, and generally grooming him for success. He had two older sisters, who he was always at odds with, them seeing his existence as a threat to their own inheritance of the family business, even as much as they loved him. This was a constant source of underlying tension in his family, and he always coped with this by focusing on keeping up his own appearances, and trying to act as if it weren't there. As it turned out in fact, Arthur's mother choose to have him not only out of the attraction she had for Hades, but because she knew it would do wonders for her husband's business to have their heir be the son of the literal god of wealth. In the end, Arthur's birth was nothing more than a smart business move.

Due to this, Arthur was made away of his godly patronage at a young age. When he turned nine, he was sat down by his two parents, and the circumstances around his birth were explained to him, albeit in much nicer terms. They explained that his godly father was in fact, the king of the underworld. They weren't sure entirely of what it meant, but the assured him the fundamentally it meant that he was special, and that this was to be their secret. It was soon after that, that ghosts would start talking to him. At first, he was terrified, literally beings from the other side contacting him, and they weren't always nice. He quickly learned that the best way to keep these creatures from bothering him was to pay them no mind, and he eventually got used to them.

From that point on, his relationship with his sisters deteriorated. He found it hard to be around them, knowing he had a secret he needed to keep from them. He grew withdrawn from them, and didn't know how to keep things healthy between them. He tried to keep everything together, but ultimately, he wasn't the type to be good at keeping secrets from those he loved, and had to explain it to them. This did not make anything better. They began to resent the entire family, for lying to them, and for began to see Arthur as somebody who wasn't even a member of their family. Relations between them fractured, and when Arthur did end up leaving for Camp Halfblood, he decided to stay year round, and keep himself out of the drama that he'd seen himself as being the reason for.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: One night, Arthur found himself awoken by a ghost. One who wasn't trying to scare him, but the spirit of a young demigod, not much older than himself, who told him of the existence of the camp, and that the longer he stayed here, the more he was risking being attacked. Feeling as if the home he'd grown up in somehow wasn't his anymore, and fearing the danger the Demigod warned of, he headed her warning, he left that night. This turned out to be a very stupid idea. He followed the spirits directions and instructions, relying on her for the wisdom of how to survive. However, a prepubescent son of Hades is not the most equip person in the world for navigating the country side. On this journey, he struggled constantly, coming to the point of near starvation more than once, and having to avoid traveling by day, knowing his parents would undoubtedly be having people look for him. Luckily, he did make it to Camp HalfBlood alive, if barely.

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Theme Song: Megalovania

Extra Information: My favorite Pantheon is probably The Outer Gods, with good old Nyarlathotep being my favorite. And here's a post I've done.
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Name: Ericka Sophia Yumia
Aliases: Sometimes answers to Eri.
Age: 18
Birthday: April 20th, 2002
Ethnicity: Japanese American (1/4 Japanese)
Birth Place: San Diego, CA
Godly Parent: Athena
Cabin Number: VI, Summers Only
How Many Years At Camp: 3
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Weapons List Keeper (handles inventory, organization, repair orders, etc)
Languages: Ancient Greek, English, Japanese

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Height: 5'8"
Weight: 130 lbs
Body Type: Lithe
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Dark brown
Skin Tone: Slightly Pale
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: N/A
Personal Style: Ericka always had a fondness for the competition jackets of her high school chess club, so she typically wears a blue blazer similar to it with a button down blouse and a moderate length miniskirt unless she's working outdoors or doing physical work, at which point she'll often shed the blazer and always exchange the blouse and skirt for a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She doesn't do anything special with her hair besides brushing it to hang straight, but she does typically wear a red string hair ornament that hangs down with her bangs.

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Intelligent * Self Critical * Organized * Compulsive * Thoughtful * Apprehensive

Sexuality: Predominantly Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality:
Ericka is a reserved girl who maintains a near constant introspection about everything. She's quiet while thinking, which is often, but once she's finished considering things and decided on a course of action she'll go at it with everything she has. However, while she appears to be on top of things, in truth she often overly criticizes herself and pushes herself too far. She wants to be the best she can, and anything she deems short of that is unacceptable. But, in a tight spot, most find there are few people they'd rather have at their back than Ericka, and even outside of that she's a compassionate individual who treats the people she cares about like her King piece; protected at all costs.

Fatal Flaw: Overthinking. She always stops and considers as many angles as she can before acting, even if time is of the essence and quick action is a necessity.
Habits: Bites her lower lip and plays with her hair ornament when thinking. Will lapse into chess terminology in the midst of an exercise or fight on occasion.
Hobbies: Chess, Reading, Gymnastics (Nothing fancy, but she does enjoy doing what little she can)
Fears:

• Spiders
• Losing those she cares about
• Not being good enough

Likes:

• Symphonic Music
• Owls
• Tea
• Quiet Time
• Things Being in Their Place
• Noodles & Pasta

Dislikes:

• Disorder
• Loud Music
• Being Rushed
• Coffee
• Bullies
• Spooky Stories

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Demigod Abilities:

• Immense Strategic Expertise
• High Intelligence & Wisdom

General Skills:

• Math & Probability
• Making & Keeping Lists
• Organizing Things
• Situation Analysis
• Acrobatics

Combat Skills:

• Sword & Board
• Evasive Maneuvers
• Counterattacks

Magic Item:

• Pocket Aegis: A gold bracelet that, at the flick of the wrist it's on, expands and unfolds into a battle ready aspis. While nowhere near as strong as its namesake, the shield is still enchanted to allow its wielder to hold fast against forces that might otherwise overwhelm them.
• Ring of Swiftness: A small silver ring that, when worn, grants the wearer a sizable increase to their speed and agility. Ericka uses it to help her keep up with her more physically potent siblings.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - See Personal Style
• Wallet - CA Driver's License, $60 US cash, debit card, a Triple A member card, & a photo of her and Dad
• Cell Phone
• Pocket Aegis
• Kopis
• Pocket knife
• Ring of Swiftness
• Backpack containing;
• Travel Chess Set
• Book of Advanced Chess Puzzles (half solved)
• Notebook
• Case of pencils & pens

Possessions In Cabin:

• "The Nice Chess Set" (16th birthday present from Dad, pieces & board are marble)
• A set of Detective Fiction novels (she likes trying to solve the case ahead of the protagonist)
• A set of "Shogi For Beginners" books
• Framed photos of friends & family
• An owl plushie (She's had it since she was little)
• Typical hygiene products, hairbrush, light makeup kit

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Biography
Calling Ericka's birth a surprise would be underselling it by quite a margin. It happened during a time in the life of her father, Ken Yumia, that was spent settling down and moving on from the loss of a relationship with the single brightest, wittiest, and talented woman he'd ever known. They'd mostly gone on small dates, a couple coffee shops, dinner here and there, and one or two movies. Most notably, while there seemed to be plenty of chemistry, the relationship was entirely celibate; Ken never pressured, preferring to let the women take the lead on that front, and this one never seemed to want it.

Which, of course, made it all the more shocking when a basket full of baby appeared on his doorstep with a note from her claiming the child was his. Understandably doubtful and not truthfully prepared for such a thing, Ken sought a DNA test as soon as was feasible. The test only confirmed the impossible; the child was indeed his. Incredulous though he was, Ken had no way of contacting the woman or finding her, and since it was his flesh and blood he resolved to raise the child by himself, whose name was Ericka according to the note. Although his single fatherhood made it hard at times, he saw to it that Erika was never in want of love, and her rearing was a pleasant, if uneventful one. What distinguished her, however, was how sharp her mind became, even at early ages. She got excellent grades, had little trouble with schoolwork at all, and even handled advanced work with ease. But what she really came to love, once she started learning about it in the 5th grade, was the game of kings; Chess.

It started simply enough. Her father took her on a walk through a nearby park, and she chanced to see two older gentlemen sitting at a table playing the game. Something about it's very nature seemed to call out to her, to resonate with something her very soul that she couldn't explain. As soon as she got back home she threw herself into studying the game, from the fundamentals to looking up and watching famous matches online; Kasparov vs Deep Blue became a fast favorite. Eventually she picked up the game herself, and by the time she graduated from Middle School she was already something of a young virtuoso. The strategic elements just came almost effortlessly to her, "As if she were born to command an army," her father liked to say jokingly.

As it turned out, the high school she attended had a nationally ranked Chess Team, and it didn't take her long to try out, earn her way in, and make some friends and acquaintances in the process. One of whom, it turned out, would end up changing her life forever...

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:
One day, shortly before the end of her Freshman year, the teacher who sponsored the Chess Team called Ericka into his office for a one on one meeting to add another impossibility to her life. He told her she was a Demigod, a child born between human and deity, and her mother was, in fact, Pallas Athena. She didn't believe him at first, but as though he was oddly experienced at doing this he quickly and summarily connected all the dots for her and ended it by offering her a place at a Summer Camp of sorts called Camp Half-Blood. She agreed, told her dad it was an AP Summer Camp that featured some Chess stuff, and began spending her summers there shortly after being claimed by her mother.

One thing she found quickly, however, as that she paled in comparison to most of her half-siblings in terms of physical prowess. She grasped the concept behind the weapons training she was put through, but in spars she was a very literal pushover. That started to change during her second summer there, when a prophecy came about that mentioned her and she was sent outside the camp to deal with a riddling Sphinx. Strength of arm was almost counterproductive, according to the Oracle, so she went alone. To her own surprise she emerged victorious, and before it vanished the Sphinx left her a small ring. "That your body may be as quick as your mind," the chimera woman said, before departing. Things improved a little after that, and even moreso when she got back to her cabin one night and found another gift on her bed, accompanied by a note saying it was from her mother; a shield that unfolded from a small bracelet. She only attended during the summer, as her scent wasn't that potent and she wanted to continue going to school and playing for the Chess Team, but now that she's graduated she's considering whether or not she wants to transition to year round for a year or two.

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Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6-wEAeNcA_A

Extra Information: Has never been in a relationship, despite more than a few admirers.

I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

roleplayerguild.com/posts/4588016 Old character I never fully got to use. Oh well, these things happen.
Really like the Norse pantheon, but I think my favorite of late has been the Eastern 4 Gods mythos, with Seiryu and Byakko being tied for my favorites.

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Name: Zoey Elise Kepler
Aliases: ZKep (Don't ask)
Age: 18
Birthday: 1/4/2002
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Portland, Oregon, USA
Godly Parent: Athena
Cabin Number: Cabin 8 -- Summer Camper
How Many Years At Camp: Four years
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Zoey maintains the library and keeps it nice and tidy.
Languages: Ancient Greek, English, and Spanish

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Height: 5'06 3/8"
Weight: 124 lbs
Body Type: Average, nothing of note to make her stand out.
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: N/A
Personal Style: Zoey is not one to be really into fashion. Fashion is much too complicated for her to keep up with. One day things like infinity scarves are in and the next day it's like they never even existed. As a result, Zoey keeps to a rather simple wardrobe. No frilly shit that costs three figures -- just simple stuff like t-shirts, jeans, and hoodies galore. Makeup is also rather simple if she decides to wear it. Zoey opts to keep it off most of the time, but she likes to employ a rather natural palette moreso meant to hide her flaws than show off her strong suits.

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Smart * Naive * Loyal * Stubborn * Honest * Vindictive

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single and not willing to mingle.
Personality: Zoey is a rather carefree and bubbly individual. She prefers to keep a rather positive and upbeat demeanor around her to keep herself from falling victim to the rather recent trend of teenagers and young adults falling victim to whatever mental ailment they have and being heavily afflicted by it. Not to mention that everyone she's met so far has been friendly, so it has rubbed off onto her. She'll try to socialize and be friendly with everyone, and hope that she can form a beneficial relationship between them. With that being said Zoey does have her moments and she does fall victim to her depression from time to time. It's a rather dark time when her depression hits her.
Fatal Flaw: Anxiety. Zoey has the constant need to succeed and perform and as a result the pressure has manifested itself into anxiety and at some point it will get the better of her.
Habits: She's one of those people who actually highlight everything and color codes shit in her notebook during her free time. She also doodles a bit whenever she's bored, but she's not too good at it.
Hobbies:

• Reading
• Doodling
• Training
• Sleeping

Fears:

• Death itself.
• Spiders
• Heights -- this one is the worst one of all. Heights will also cripple Zoey.

Likes:

• Oranges, she likes them peeled so she can eat the whole thing.
• Dogs.
• That little ouchy feeling you get when you stretch just to the right point
• Warmth -- whether it'd be from other people or from things like blankets.
• Books
• Swords - Zoey has a weird fascination from them that may or may not be rooted from her presence at this camp as well as her mother.

Dislikes:

• Pickles
• Wet socks
• Puddles
• Gloomy weather that doesn't amount to rain
• Death/Grief in general
• Beef - Zoey just can't handle knowing how bad it is for the environment. Chicken is a better meat anyway.

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Demigod Abilities:

• Combat Ability - Zoey can handle herself just fine in combat situations
• Strategy Ability - Zoey can also direct other people if necessary. She prefers not to, but she has the prowess to do so.

General Skills: (What does he or she know, must fit in within what the character knows)

• Speedreading - Zoey can read really quickly while absorbing about 80% of the information on the page.
• Sewing - she's not too good at it but she'll put it down on a skills list.
• Writing
• Organizational skills
• Flexibility

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows)

• Adept in Swordfighting
• Also adept in archery
• Mediocre hand-to-hand combat skills
• Light Acrobatics

Magic Item:

• A specialized sword. However, what it actually does is a yet to be revealed mystery.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Camp hoodie, a pair of light wash jeans, and a pair of White Converse
• Purse/Wallet -
• Her phone - whatever Apple came out with in 2019
• $100 USD
• Her journal
• Earphones
• Various books that change from time to time
• Pencils and pens

Possessions In Cabin:

• A TON of books
• Her specialized sword that nobody knows the power of
• A picture of her family
• A soccer ball she's yet to give back to its owner
• Her backpack
• Battle Armor
• Extraneous Clothing

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Biography Zoey Kepler was born in Portland, Oregon, USA to a single father who just so happened to be a chef at a local diner. The whereabouts of her mother were unknown for the most part during her uprising. She didn't understand why, but to everyone else she just seemed a little different than the others. There was nothing that could actually be pinpointed about her back then, but everyone didn't really mesh with her. Whether it'd be no common interests or the fact that they simply didn't like Zoey's face. Whatever the case may be, Zoey found herself rather isolated during her first few years. It didn't help that her mother was nowhere to be seen, so whenever family events happened at school, Zoey was often left alone and parentless since her father was so busy tending to his diner and her mother was... well you know what happened to her mother.

Middle school was pretty much the same, only way worse. Puberty, acne, and braces. All of these things had only worsened Zoey's self esteem and confidence as she went through what is probably the worst years of her lives. It was endless teasing, bullying, and all of that fun stuff for no apparent reason other than the fact that she may have been different. Usual bully justification, y'know? Things about how chubby her cheeks were, how her eyes were green, or even going so far as to bringing up the fact that Zoey's mother was nowhere to be seen and that her dad was pretty much never home as a kid. Asshole middle school kids were always doing their thing, and that wasn't a fun ride for Zoey as she grew up.

A few years later, though, the true nature of Zoey came up. In a random dinner conversation one day, Zoey merely teased her dad about the origins of her mom. Only, there was no obligatory joking response. He had set down his fork and told Zoey the truth. It had turned out the reason why Zoey was so different was that she was a half-blood; that there was a camp somewhere in the country that would be much better suited for her to go to in order to regain her confidence and be with people just like her. Without even blinking, Zoey agreed to go and that was how she got to where she is today.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Zoey's dad bought Zoey a plane and bus ticket down to Florida, where she would make the trek by herself every summer with just her and her belongings. She was a big enough girl to handle herself on a trip like that. The first steps she took on the campgrounds felt just like home. Any feelings of doubt, anxiety, or even homesickness were banished immediately when she discovered all of her fellow half-bloods.

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Theme Song: Drake - God's Plan

Extra Information:
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

Favorite Pantheon: Greek
Favorite Goddess: Athena
RP Sample

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Name: Amalia Elena Reyes
Aliases: Lia, Ali
Age: 16
Birthday: November 28, 2003
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Great Falls, Montana
Godly Parent: Nemesis
Cabin Number: Summer Camper, Cabin #16
How Many Years At Camp: 3
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Helping out to Train the younger members
Languages: Ancient Greek, English

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Height: 5 feet, 3 inches
Weight: 117 pounds
Body Type: Slim
Eye Color: Light Brown
Hair Color: Blonde
Skin Tone: Lightly Tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Ears pierced twice in each ear.
Personal Style: Lia tends to prefer to dress for comfort, but tries to make it look nice or interesting with everything she wears. Generally a somewhat nice shirt and a pair of jeans to go with it. Generally adding boots of some sort to finish off her outfit and earrings in her ears. She generally doesn't care too much about what she is wearing, but sometimes it does kind of matter.

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Kind * Quick-Tempered * Brave * Vengeful * Laid Back * Stubborn

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Lia is a kind, and caring individual, someone who you'd love to possibly have as your friend. She will stand by those she cares about, and will do whatever it takes to protect them. Problem is, she is not exactly someone you'd want to pick a fight with or want as an enemy. She can be laid back, just rolling with the punches, but she is quick to get angry and has a stubborn streak a mile wide. A vengeful person who will always fight to get back at those who have wronged her, or someone she cares about, she is a force to be reckoned with.

Fatal Flaw: Pride - She generally is a little bit too prideful, this sometimes can cause her to believe that she is the best at something, no matter what it is.
Habits: Twisting her hair, biting her lip
Hobbies: Sword fighting, reading
Fears:

• Heights
• Death
• Being alone

Likes:

• Books
• Animals
• Vigilante justice
• Fighting
• Sports
• Puzzles

Dislikes:

• Sore Losers
• People who get away with a crime
• Bugs
• Bullies
• Liars
• People who are ignorant

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Demigod Abilities: (It must fit with what your god or goddess parent is.)

• Tychokinesis - the ability to manipulate and control luck and probability, generally to create balance or something.
• Enhanced Power and Strength when dealing vengeance

General Skills:

• First Aid
• Persuasion
• Animal Care

Combat Skills:

• Sword Fighting
• Archery
• Stamina
• Hand to Hand Combat

Magic Item:

• A pen that she has that can turn into a sword if she needs it

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - Long sleeved grayish blue shirt, jeans, black boots.
• Wallet - $50 American money, student ID, Picture of her dad, Picture of her and her friends from school
• Dagger
• Her magic pen sword thing

Possessions In Cabin:

• A few spare swords
• Bow and arrows
• Books
• A few puzzles

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Biography

Lia's life has been relatively simple, her father raised her from a young age, though he wasn't alone. When Lia was about 5 years old, her father got married to a woman who had two sons already who were a few years older than her, her step-mother Lauren, and her new step-brothers Mitchell and Chase, were all fairly nice to her, and accepted her into their family.

She was good at sports growing up, generally playing any sort of sport that she was allowed to, and she tended to practice with her brothers, which added another one to the list, giving her a half-brother name Jonathan who was about 3 years younger than she was. Being the only girl in the house aside from her step-mother was a bit difficult, but she could easily hold her own against Mitchell and Chase, who were 3 and 4 years older than her.

It wasn't until she was around 12 that she started to notice anything weird around her. Stares on occasion from complete strangers, or what she thought was something weird lurking around corners. One day, when she was almost 13 years old, she asked her father about it. He pulled her aside and told her the truth about her mother, and how he had met her. Her father was a cop, one who sometimes took things a bit into his own hands, still did on occasion, when he met her mother Nemesis.

The woman wasn't who he had expected, but he grew to care, and even love the woman. Unlike some people, he didn't actually do something wrong to have her appear, but rather was doing something right, making sure people got justice for crimes committed against them. When Lia was born, Nemesis revealed who she really was, and ended up leaving him alone with Lia.

Amalia was shocked to hear this revelation, but he told her that the rest of her family didn't know, and that she couldn't tell them, which was understandable in her mind. Who would want to find out that someone in your family was a Demigod? He told her about a camp that was for people like her, and she went to Camp Half-Blood the very next summer, generally sticking to being a summer camper only and going back to her family afterwards.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:

Her father had told her that she was a Demigod, and mentioned the camp as a place for people like her to train and learn. She was eager to go, so when the summer rolled around, she went to the camp for the very first time. Since she is a summer camper only though, every summer she leaves at the end and heads back home to Montana. She didn't want to abandon her family entirely, so just spending each summer there was good enough for her, and she came up with things to tell the rest of her family (aside from her father of course) about what she did at camp. She has currently been attending the camp for the past 3 years.

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Theme Song: Nancy Sinatra - These Boots Are Made for Walkin'

Extra Information:

• Norse, Thor
• X-Men: Darkness Rising

I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Emily
Aliases: Joseph, but if you dead name Emily she will curse you with madness. Other names include E, and Em.
Age: 17
Birthday: Nov. 25 2003
Ethnicity: Mixed
Birth Place: New Orleans, Louisiana
Godly Parent: Dionysus
Cabin Number: 12. Year rounder
How Many Years At Camp: 7 years
Gender: (trans) Female
Occupation At Camp: Working with Demeter kids on the plants, running campfire with the Apollo kids, and as the only Dionysis kid head counselor of cabin 12.
Languages: Ancient Greek, English, French

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Height: 5'10"
Weight: 175lbs
Body Type: Lithe, but well toned from working out since she was ten
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: White, but tanned from being in the sun a lot
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Mulitple ear piercings, nipple piercings, and tattoo of a water color strawberry on her right hip. She has several scars on her wrists from her youth, and a large gash wound on her left side from a monster.
Personal Style: Emily's style is a bit chaotic. Marco helps her shop for non-camp clothes though. She wears jeans or cut off shorts. She keeps her hair short, as much as she would love to wear it long she hates having it touch the back of her neck. She also is worried that in a fight someone would use long hair against her. For shoes she has a pair of older tennies that she wears for working in the yard, or doing training.

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Flirtatious * Petty * Adventurous * Conceited * Dependable * Sneaky

Sexuality: Pan
Relationship Status: Poly with Marco
Personality: Emily is a bright ray of sunshine. She can be friendly and caring for those she has decided are her friends. She is silly and enjoys pranks. But she can fierce and takes after her father in being petty when she is slighted. Emily is of course Dyslexic and has ADHD.
Fatal Flaw: Being petty, seriously if she has a chance to be petty to someone she dislikes/hates she will go for it. It takes serious will power to not. An example is, much like her father, calling people by the wrong name
Habits: Chewing her nails, running her hands through her hair.
Hobbies: Shopping with Marco, making alcohol (and sneaking around to do it)
Fears:

• Being forced to present as male
• Failing in a quest
• Something happening to Marco

Likes:

• Marco
• Parties
• Being dramatic
• Music
• Plants
• Milo (the sugar glider)
• RPing

Dislikes:

• Being misgendered
• Highly Religious people
• Being at a party and her father being weird
• Aphids
• People learning she likes to role play and then making fun of her for it
• Anyone on her mom's side of the family

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Demigod Abilities:

• Madness - cure or cause it
• Chloroikinsis

General Skills:

• A suprising amount of acutal botony
• Science of fermetation
• Greek History
• Street smarts
• Needle felting
• Psychology

Combat Skills:

• Spear
• Longsword

Magic Item:

• Sheild that she wears as a necklace but can activate with a touch and word
• A celstial bronze sword that is part of the necklace too, activated with a touch and word

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing - Jeans (long pants or cut offs), tank top or orange camp t-shirt with a light jacket over, shoes.
• Purse/Wallet - $100 American cash, 20 gold drachma, a fake ID
• Her sword and shield necklace
• Camp necklace
• Some seeds

Possessions In Cabin:
(What Does he or she keep at their assigned cabin, anything from weapons, trophies they have take while on quests, and any other personal possessions they have.)

• Toiltries
• Clothes
• Acessories
• A horn from the boar that attacked her while she was travling before she met the Satyr
• A laptop (mostly used to Role play and online classes)
• Equipment for making alcohol, buried in her trunk under some clothes
• A stash of snacks and drinks
• Weapon & Armor Maintenance Items
• Her GED certificate and a stack of college applications she is ignoring at the moment.

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Biography
Emily was born Joseph Richardson in New Orleans, Louisiana to Mary Richardson. Mary was a party girl in her youth and had Emily at 18, nine months after a wild Mardi Gras. Mary, however, didn't quite understand who Dionysis was, and now that she had a child she needed support from her parents.

Mary's parents were very religious. They took Mary's wrongdoing out on Emily, and as Emily realized who she really was things got worse.

At eight (almost nine) years old Emily left. Chased by literal and figurative monsters. She was able to manipulate plants to keep herself safe. Emily made significant progress, not even knowing where she was going, but something told her to head to New York. In 2012, a now ten-year-old, Emily met a Satyr in New Jersey and with their help made it the rest of the way to camp.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:
At camp, she crossed the border and wasn't claimed immediately. The Satyr led her to the big house where Mr. D looked at her and gave a knowing smile. She was claimed then, a cluster of grapes appearing over her head. After that, he treated her as he did every other camper. She took on tasks of helping the plants grow and started training.

She has done two quests, both minor and useless. Just lip-service to the questing business. She has left camp a few times for other reasons.

She just finished getting her GED and is considering colleges, especially ones known for their psych department. Emily is afraid to leave camp as she hasn't been gone from camp for more than a few days at a time since she was ten. She has a few online college credits though, and probably will continue taking online courses as long as she can.

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Theme Song: The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

Extra Information:
Other RP
Fav Pantheon is Viking and favorite god is Baldur.
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Ezekiel Brandon Kel
Aliases: Zeke; Shithead
Age: 15
Birthday: December 12, 2005
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Belfast, Maine
Godly Parent: Apollo
Cabin Number: Cabin Seven; Year Long
How Many Years At Camp: Third year
Gender: Male
Occupation At Camp: Helps out in the Infirmary
Languages: Ancient Greek; English; Spanish

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Height: 5’11”
Weight: 150 lbs
Body Type: Mesomorph
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Skin Tone: White
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: He has a couple of scars along his abdomen but nothing else beyond the general bruising of training. Last summer he got two tattoos. On his left upper arm Apollo’s sun and on his right upper arm the moon, to represent his mother.
Personal Style: Style yet comfort. Zeke can be found most often with a toque or beanie on his head or in his back pocket. In the colder months he will rock a blazer or form fitted jean jacket. On the warmer months he’ll wear a long sleeve with the sleeves pushed up and when he is working out the shirt is usually left behind. Jeans of a dark wash tend to be his go to along with high tops or a simple pair of vans, usual white in colour or orange.
When he is working in the infirmary he tends to wear neutral colours, whites, browns and pale or dark greens. He finds it soothes patients and brings about a different nature within himself.

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Outgoing * Cocky * Passionate * Stubborn * Attentive * Quick Tempered

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: With a winning smile you would think at first glance this blonde haired, blue eyed boy was sweet. And you wouldn’t be entirely wrong but you’d have to take time to find that compassion. Ezekiel has walls in the form of arrogance and a never ending flirtatious knowledge. He doesn’t let up for anyone, teachers included but despite the attitude, he knows when to get a job done.
If you get the chance to see the raw beauty and poet within, you will find a person who knows how to truly laugh. How to feel and understand the inner workings of a life. He is passionate about many things and contains more knowledge than his outer shell shows.
His past is simply that, coming to Camp Half-Blood was the new start he never saw himself getting. There is a viciousness here though, a constant competition that demands being on top.
Fatal Flaw: Overcompensation (don’t laugh) - Feels the need to prove himself due to the weakness he felt when he was younger, before he was claimed by his father at the age of thirteen.
Habits: Drumming his fingers along any surface to a beat in his head; Doodling on paper, small pictures or a word over and over again
Hobbies: Writing poetry; Reviewing medicine/human anatomy; Playing guitar; Training
Fears:

• True Intimacy - easier to lose someone
• Complete darkness
• Extreme Heights

Likes:

• Poetry
• Music
• Training
• The Sun
• Healing
• Water

Dislikes:

• Strawberries
• Pixies
• Flowers
• Mountains
• Cold weather
• TV

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Demigod Abilities:

• Healing - can restore biotic organisms to their optimal health, curing damaged or withered organisms, wounds, broken bones, low vitality, and diseases/poisoning. Though the user may potentially heal any form of bodily damage, the patient must be alive, even if hanging by a thin thread, in order to be healed
• Light Manipulation - create, shape and manipulate visible light. Bending/focusing light.

General Skills:

• Playing the Guitar
• Writing
• Swimming
• Knowing the time based on the position of the sun/moon
• Persuasive
• Flirting

Combat Skills:

• Sword Fighting
• Bow & Arrow - Distance fighting
• Hand to Hand Combat
• Stamina

Magic Item:

• Sonic Arrows - make a screaming noise when they are shot
• Murakumo - lights up golden/yellow when he uses it. Extension of his light manipulation.

What Do They Carry On Them:

• Clothing - Long-sleeved maroon shirt; light grey Vans; Dark wash, straight leg jeans; silver bracelet with the phases of the moon.
• Purse/Wallet - 80 gold Drachmas
• Notebook for poetry
• Notebook for infirmary/healing notes
• Dark grey backpack
• Set of pens
• Extra shirt
• Murakumo
• Bose headphones
• Sixth Generation iPod Touch (gold; 32gb)

Possessions In Cabin:
(What Does he or she keep at their assigned cabin, anything from weapons, trophies they have take while on quests, and any other personal possessions they have.)

• Picture of his mother
• Bow & Sonic arrows/regular arrows
• Record Player with assorted records
• Colder weather clothes Dark Grey blazer; Dark wash jean jacket
• Dark purple sweatpants for training; Camp Half Blood sweater (emerald green)
• Orange & Grey High tops
• Swim trunks
• Acoustic Guitar
• Bass guitar
• Edgar Allen Poe book of poetry
• Pristine copy of The Odyssey by Homer

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Biography
Growing up wasn’t exactly easy for Ezekiel Kel. His mother lives a, alternate lifestyle. She works two jobs beyond caring for Zeke. They lived in a run down part of town, where things of pleasure were limited and entertainment was found within the forest behind their apartment. His mother, Eliza, worked in the only daytime establishment that would hire her. A grocery store that wasn’t exactly to code, on anything. At night she stripped in a club downtown. As Zeke grew, the children found out of his mother’s job. Mostly because on the rare times she did drop him off her hair and make-up was still done to the extreme and their own mothers’ tended to bash her. That was when the bullying started. It was constant and Ezekiel simply took it. There was no other way around it and he seemed to rarely bruise, and when he did they would be gone within hours. This seemed to push the kids to do more to him since there was never a mark on him. Some teachers saw this and sympathized with the boy. They did nothing through the school but they allowed him to miss weeks of classes, only coming in when exams were needed. He remained with high grades despite it all, another reason why he was allowed to leave.
Little did Ezekiel know but his own mother struggled with her own demons. Early in the morning when she would come home to sleep for a couple hours, she would crawl into bed with her son and speak of the man of pure light. His father. She would speak of this light all the time, how it lit up the club she worked in and how he never quit looking at her. Of all the poetry Zeke had ever read, there wasn’t a love story quite like his mothers. It seemed his father had a love for the subject as well because when he left her, he left a book for her and it was that same book that Ezekiel grew up reading. He would read poems to his mother over breakfast and it was only when he turned twelve that he really noticed the reaction it gave her. She would smile, truly smile but then it would fade and she would silently cry and start mumbling to herself. Ezekiel admired his mother. The amount of pain she was in but how she continued to push through in order to give him everything their simple life could allow. He went to school after a particularly rough night for his mother. As soon as he walked onto the school grounds, his bullies surrounded him and began with the intense name calling. As he endured year after year of this, their vocabulary increased and it wasn’t getting better. They laid into him about his mother more specifically today and it only took a few well placed words this time for him to snap. He turned and shoved one of the children. They stopped, staring in disbelief as he had never reacted before. After the older boy stood, they all came at him. Ezekiel exploded, quite literally it seemed as a brilliant light erupted from him and forced them all back. The children ran screaming and when Zeke looked up at the school steps, the principle was standing there and led him to his office. Several minutes of waiting another man walked in with his mother. She ran to his side immediately and was mumbling words that he couldn’t hear past her tears. The new man started talking to him about what had happened and his father. Light. Power. God. Apollo. School. Father. Few words stuck with him but he understood one thing. His life would never be the same now.
A couple months later he turned thirteen and was taken to Camp-Half blood and his mother was taken to a more appropriate location. He receives letters from her so very often and he sends her his own poetry that he was writing more of. The camp knows Ezekiel as the son of Apollo, a arrogant, quick tempered teenager who doesn’t seem to quit moving. Learning about his father didn’t seem to settle him but make him angrier and having no other way to release his frustration he used his own well placed words and excessive physical training to get it out. He never physically beat anyone, as that was not his way but he was now able to fight back if such a thing ever arrose. Every so often he will lose reality. His head will fly into the clouds and when he is brought back he seems to become even more short tempered for a short while. He is constantly looking for change, moving towards something better and fighting for more freedom. However, he isn’t exactly sure what the better is anymore.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:
Ezekiel and his mother Eliza were escorted from their small town in Maine to Long Island New York. Usually, Zeke took comfort in the forest but here, the forest held monsters all their own that they had to encounter. He left his mother behind in the safety that lied before the tree line. After an emotional goodbye, his escort and him entered the woods and encounter two fierce creatures they had to run from. Instinct seemed to take over and Ezekiel shot light from his hand. He stood in shock, after his guard shook him free of the shock, he did it again and the monsters seemed distracted, splitting up so the guard could take care of the one while Zeke ran for the gate.
He has been in camp ever since, three full years now at the age of fifteen and looking forward to each new day and new task they are presented with.

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Theme Song: Man on a Mission - Oh The Larceny


Extra Information: Greek Mythology; Athena; Darke Magyk
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.

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Name: Alana Sofia Colt
Aliases:Allie, Colt, Scales
Age: 19
Birthday: 29th of December, 2000
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Hartford, Connecticut
Godly Parent: Nemesis
Cabin Number: Cabin Sixteen, Year Long Camper
How Many Years At Camp: 6
Gender: Female
Occupation At Camp: Help at the Dining Area
Languages: Ancient Greek, English, Latin

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Height: 1.78m
Weight: 71kg
Body Type: Athletic
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: Fair
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Has her ears pierced. Has a tattoo of scales on her back right at shoulder level.
Personal Style: She keeps her hair loose and well under her shoulders. For clothing she prefers more sturdy clothing overall such as jeans and leathers. Usually could be seen wearing jeans, leather jacket and some kind of tshirt, tanktop or top corset underneath the leather jacket.

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Passionate * Detached * Straightforward * Ruthless * Strong Willed * Sarcastic

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Alana's a person who goes by her own rhythm. Straightforward and strong willed, she doesn't like to beat around the bush and always tells what's on her mind, often in an very sarcastic manner. Never does she acts in subterfuge, she's as direct as they come. She's also extremely affectionate when it come to physical interaction, but it's just that - Physical interactions. She does tries to get close to people psychologically. Friendship is a rare concept for her and more often than not she's willing to cut off or limit her friendships if she's feeling that they are growing more than what she's comfortable with.

If there's one thing she absolutely hates and fears at the same time, it's love. Not feeling any of it while growing up and then being burned by it, has left her with immense fear and trauma about it. It's not that she's incapable of love, quite the opposite, she just loves too strongly that the very same love is what can hurt her the deepest.
Fatal Flaw: Love. She never felt true love towards anyone or anything, including herself. But should she does, it's going to be an absolute emotion she's going to do anything for. Including self destruction.
Habits: Tends to roll her eyes, sigh and look people in the eyes. The last one she does a lot. Those aside she tends to scratch things with her nails when she's annoyed or waiting for something.
Hobbies:

• Assembling and disassembling weapons
• Weapon maintenance
• Cooking
• Meditating
• Hitting people over the head with hard objects
• Smoking

Fears:

• Love
• Dogs
• Clowns

Likes:

• Weapons
• Cooking
• Fighting
• Lazying
• Training
• Asian Dog Meat Cuisine
• Rain
• Leather clothing

Dislikes:

• Spiders
• Loud music
• Snow
• Alcohol
• Pets
• Harpies
• Her parents

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Demigod Abilities: (It must fit with what your god or goddess parent is.)

• Tychokinesis – The ability to influence the metaphorical wheel of fortune to an extend.
• She can tell someone their destiny as long as she receives adequate payment in return. Keeps this as a secret.

General Skills: (What does he or she know, must fit in within what the character knows)

• Cooking
• Weapon maintenance
• Athletics
• Butchering
• Pickpocketing
• First Aide

Combat Skills: (Must fit what your character knows)

• Spears
• Knives
• Evasion
• Revolvers

Magic Item: (It can be something like Percy's Riptide, Annabeth's invisibility cap, ect)

• Equilibrium – A spear that has libra scales attached to a chain just under it's blade. Its usually hidden as a pendant she wears around her neck.
• The Chaser – A small bronze compass that will always point at the target that performed injustice when you write their name on the bottom. Good for tracking down targets of vengeance.

What Do They Carry On Them:
This includes your clothing, jewelry, your wallet, your id, your keys; cash (denote which country), a picture, lighter, cigarettes, weapons you may carry, shoes, purse, bag, pistol and so forth. If it is not listed you are not carrying it. Again, keep it grounded in the real world. Limited to spots provided.

• Clothing – Baggy jeans, white top corset, tall leather boots and leather jacket.
• Purse/Wallet – 30 US dollars, driver's license
• Scales pendant
• Bronze compass
• Kitchen knife
• MP3 player&earbuds
• Colt Peacemaker revolver

Possessions In Cabin:
(What Does he or she keep at their assigned cabin, anything from weapons, trophies they have take while on quests, and any other personal possessions they have.)

• A few books
• Training spear
• Collection of kitchen knives
• Spare clothing and swimsuit
• Laptop
• A few tabletop games
• Gun maintenance kit

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Biography Since her earliest memories she never knew her parents. From the very first time she could remember, she's been alone at one of the many orphanages. It was a rather bleak life for her, thrown from institution to institution. As she grew up, she was a child distanced from all around her. She was quiet and detached child, making others stay away from her. Alana also didn't get along with the orphanage workers and then her temporary foster parents.

She escaped from the institutions from the age of 8 and lived on the street since then. Mainly as a pickpocket. While growing up she understood well that she was different form the others. She wasn't normal and that feeling grew ever more as she grew older. Alana at first hated herself, but then started hating her unknown parents. They had abandoned her, left her to fend for herself without nary a guidance. She started working for a gang around the age of 10.

It was at that gang that she first learned how to fire a gun. They taught her a lot of things, mostly bad things. Around this time she fell in love for the first time. It was a new exciting emotion for her. She had never felt like this and it overpowered all her instincts. She felt her love so strongly that she did anything for her loved one, despite feeling it was one sided. There were more than enough signs of it, but in the end the person whom she loved that betrayed her.

One night she overheard them telling the others in the gang that he had killed someone and they needed a scapegoat. She was that scapegoat. He even boasted how she was surely ready and willing to do it for him. After all, he had strung along her feelings from the very start. It was useful to have a obedient tool and what's more naive than a child?

That revelation nearly broke her. That very night, she stole his gun while he slept and pointed it at him. In the end she didn't pull the trigger. She had worse in mind. She, a child armed with a gun, fled into the night, but not before calling the authorities on where the killer was.

After that she just wandered for a bit, but was noticing more and more weird stuff around her. She was almost 13 at this point. One night while sleeping at an abandoned building, she was woken by the sounds of something inhuman. She never saw quite what it was as she fled as fast as her legs allowed her to. She actually fired at it, but from the sounds she got, she had only made it angrier.

At the very end as whatever was chasing her, was about to get her, something... someone appeared and beat the crap out of it. She was stunned as a man or rather part man appeared before her, spinning a crazy tale about her origin. After a while she recognized his appearance as a satyr from stuff she's read on the internet on video games and stuff. With nary an option on what to do, she agreed to go with him to a place called Camp Half-Blood or something like that.

How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Alana has been at the camp for 6 years now. She was claimed rather fast, but that did not change her impression on her supposed mother. She still disliked her... maybe even hated her. They never spoke to each other and Alana didn't even want to meet.

At the camp she joined the Dining Pavilion and weirdly enough found it much to her liking. Somehow cooking calmed her and she also enjoyed it well enough. Besides she preferred it over something else that could be way bothersome and physically stressing. The only thing she enjoyed more was actually training her skills and taking care of her weapons. Proper maintenance meant trusty weapons. That way at least her weapons would never betray her.

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Theme Song:Grave Digger – Blues Saraceno

Extra Information: Norse, Odin. Soulless
I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.