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Colter Jace Burnett

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___________________________________ 𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖: 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓽 | #9F0C07 / Red •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• Colter Jace Burnett ​Col | ​Colt​ | ​ColterJace (Mom 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢)​ Cowboy To most | • Firecracker (First Girlfriend, and he now uses it as his rodeo name in spite) Lil Boss (Four 6's Staff)​​​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​ coltercowboy | ​ countrytothebone​ ​​ colterburnettrides | ​ countryfirecracker ​ CountryFireCracker​ | ​ CountryFireCracker ​ CountryCowboying​​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 24𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝙹uly 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 | Leo •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• American (Various Ethnicities)​​​​ ​Mexican | German | British/English​ | American Indian​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​Sunset Beach • 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊​​​​ Panhandle​ • ​Texas​​​​​ ​Four 6's Ranch​ • ​Texas​ ___________________________________ ​• ​𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 (Starts at 00:17) •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• Fun Loving | Fearless Cocky | Extrovert | Focused Professional | Charming •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 6𝚏𝚝. 1𝚒𝚗.​ 𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝​: 𝟷54𝚕𝚋𝚜 ​𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛: Brown 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜​​: ​𝙷𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚕​ 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎​​​: Lean, solid, toned •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​•​ Bull Horn Scar (Right Wrist) ​•​ Bull Tattoo (𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚖)​​​​ ​•​​ Feather on rope 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘 (𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 wrist)​​​​ ​•​​ Feather on rope 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘 (𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 leg)​​​​ ___________________________________

•𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• The Horse is a mirror to your soul. And sometimes you might not like what you see in the mirror. ____________________________________________________________________________ 𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙴 𝚅 𝙴 𝙽 𝚃 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕​: ​𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚝𝚑 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎​​​ •​ 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝙶𝙿𝙰​ • ​ 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎​: ​𝟹.3 •​ B/𝙱- 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎​ 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝​: History •​ ​ PE​​​ 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜: Physical Education •​ ​ US History​​​​​​​ 𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 ​ • ​𝙲𝚕𝚞𝚋𝚜/Teams: ​​Football • Baseball​​​​​ 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜​​ • 𝙲𝚕𝚞𝚋𝚜​​​: ​​Games​ •​ Practices 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜​​ • 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜: ​​None 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 • 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕: Representing the Ranch in LA •​ ​Taking care of his Horses •​ Business Meetings •​ 𝙿𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐​​ • 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔 • Cowboy Training​​​​​​​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙿 𝙻 𝙰 𝙽 𝚂 𝙰 𝙵 𝚃 𝙴 𝚁 𝙶 𝚁 𝙰 𝙳 𝚄 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ As a professional Cowboy already, Colter is in LA to get used to the city and to eventually take over operations in the City as the primary business center of the West for the Four 6's Ranch. This includes selling and overseeing business dealings. Between this, being a competitive and current champion Horse Racer, and a Bull Rider Colter has plenty to keep him busy after graduating High School. •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙰 𝙵 𝚃 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙲 𝙷 𝙾 𝙾 𝙻 𝙰 𝙲 𝚃 𝙸 𝚅 𝙸 𝚃 𝙸 𝙴 𝚂​ ​𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝: Four 6's Ranch California • Ranch| 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 Breaker, Trail Guide, Riding Instructor ​𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜: Breaking Horses • ​ Taking Care of the Horses Leads riding trail activities • Teaches classes on how to ride •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙵 𝙰 𝚅 𝙾 𝚁 𝙸 𝚃 𝙴 𝙿 𝙻 𝙰 𝙲 𝙴 𝚂​ ​Sunset Ranch Hollywood | 𝚉𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 | On Horseback Runyon Canyon Park | Oakobing Dessert Shop Four 6's Rodeo Arena | 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 | 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 | 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜 | 𝚂𝚒𝚡 𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚜 | 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚝’𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚖 •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 ​𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢​: Pansexual •​ ​His preference is in personality​​​ 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜​: ​𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑(𝚎𝚜): ​•​ ​TBD 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: •​​ John Burnett​​​​ 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: ​​Brooke Burnett (𝚗é𝚎: Richards) 𝚂𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: Austin Burnett •​ Sammie (Samantha) Burnett 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: Clive Richards (M𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕) •​ Isabella Richards (𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕) 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜​: ​​Eclipse •​ 𝚃𝙱D ​𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚜: •​ Eclipse | Thorough-bred Stallion American Quarter Horse. Eclipse has been Colter's Horse since the Stallion was born. •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙻 𝙰 𝙽 𝙶 𝚄 𝙰 𝙶 𝙴 𝚂 𝙺 𝙽 𝙾 𝚆 𝙽​ ​𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 | Spanish | A bit of German •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙾 𝙽 𝙰 𝙻 𝙿 𝙾 𝚂 𝚂 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂​ • Current Year Ford F150 •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙾 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝚁 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ ​• Colter'𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 ​• Current Saddle Bronc Riding, and barrel racing champion ​• Is excetionally polite and always smiling ​• Has zero fear and will often perform high risk stunts ​• Cares deeply for animals and actively works with animal rights groups to make rodeos safer ​• Doesn't even try and hide his Texan accent ​• Came to the school at the end of the previous year ​• Is known to stand up to bullies 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐: ​𝚃𝚑at's Why We Ride 𝚋𝚢 Casey Donahew​​​​ Colter Pics

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Wesley Adler

_{"Fame can be... Exhausting. When everyone is obsessed with everything you do you quickly feel just how lonely it can be."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Wesley Andrew Adler ∞ Wes ∞ Addy ∞ Hollywood ∞ That guy from... ∞ OMG IT'S HIM ∞ Miracle Wes (Mom only) O N L I N E - N A M E Wesley_Adler Wesley_Adler (Main Account) Musicboy_007 (Second Private Account) Wesley_Adler TwoVHSCopiesofGoodFellas NotYourCaptainSpeaking NotYourCaptainSpeaking A G E 23th of October - Sixteen G E N D E R cis Male S E X U A L I T Y Open Bi-Sexual/Pan N A T I O N A L I T Y American Hodgepodge P R O V E N A N C E ∞ Venice; California (Currently) ∞ New York City; New York (Occasional Visit) ∞ Various Filming Cities; Everywhere ___________________________________ A P P E A R A N C E Voice: ∞ Talking ∞ Singing Height: 6' Weight: 150lbs Hair: ∞ Dark Brown Eyes: ∞ Hazel Body Type: Toned - Slim figure, more wirey Body Marks: None ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Free Crushes: ∞ N/A Benefits: ∞ N/A Current: ∞ N/A Past: ∞ A few Co-stars that was more for tabloids C H I L D R E N None F A M I L Y Father: Mark Adler - LAPD Detective and Lieutenant Mother: Lydia Adler - Software Engineer for Google, Head of the New York Google Branch (née: Homestead) Siblings: ∞ Hunter Adler (Younger Bro) ∞ Connor Adler (Younger Bro) Grandparents: ∞ Patricia and Tony Adler (Pat.) ∞ Dwayne and Becky Homestead (Mat.) Others: ∞ Lee Wise (Stepfather) 🇪​​🇽​​🇹​​🇪​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇫​​🇦​​🇲​​🇮​​🇱​​🇾​ U N C L E S : Blake Adler (Uncle) Alan Adler (Uncle) Nickolas Adler (Uncle) Joshua Homestead (Uncle) A U N T S : Chloe Homestead (Aunt) C O U S I N S : Athena Adler (1st Cousin | Uncle) Lucas Adler (1st Cousin | Uncle) Leo Adler (1st Cousin | Uncle) Miles Adler (1st Cousin | Aunt) Isabella Homestead (1st Cousin | Uncle) Jarod Homestead (1st Cousin | Uncle) Beth Homestead (1st Cousin | Uncle) Ashley Homestead (1st Cousin | Aunt) Mary Homestead (1st Cousin | Aunt) P E T S ∞ Radar | Retired LAPD Police Dog (Wesley's Bodyguard) ∞ Ammo | Retired LAPD Police Dog (Radar's Brother) ∞ Cerberus (Cerby) | Retired Military Dog (Mark's Rescue) ∞ Ranger | Police Dog (Mark's current Work Dog) ∞ Sandy | Bengal Cat (Family Pet) ∞ Tally | Bengal Cat (Family Pet) ∞ Frost(y) | White Striped Bengal (Mother's Pet) ∞ Binx | Black Cat (Mother's Pet) O T H E R ∞ Frank Long (Boyguard) ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Acting and being on set ✔ Purple, blue, and Cyan. His favorite colors ✔ Loves most Sports, including competitive marksmanship ✔ Big-time video gamer, mostly consoles but does dabble on PC games ✔ Singing and music in general, can usually be found humming something ✔ Loves movies of all kinds, especially the older stuff ✔ Taking walks/hikes with his Dad's dogs ✔ Enjoys companiable silences, especially after a stressful day D I S L I K E S ✘ Paparazzi, all of them ✘ Animal haters ✘ Any and all forms of Math ✘ People who try to use him ✘ Bees ✘ Beans, Celery, Mushrooms (just the texture), and sushi ✘ Never knowing when someone wants to be his friend or just wants to be friends with someone famous ✘ All of the recent events ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Dedicated | Confident | Easy-Going | Friendly | Stressed | Anxious | Drowning ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Talk to him and find out. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O Y E A R L E V E L Junior | Year 11 G P A & A V E R A G E Hasn't had grades in a while as he was taught on sets. Used to be a solid B student F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T Doesn't know but he likes music and sports ∞ Vocals | Singing ∞ Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar) Physical Education ∞ Competitive Sports (Baseball, Basketball, Football) ∞ Swimming | Swim Team E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Basketball/Baseball/Football Team Hopeful (Team Member) ∞ Drama/acting club (Hopeful member) R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S If he makes it on the team ∞ Showing up to, & attending team practices ∞ Showing up to, & participating in various matches ∞ Providing support for the team; stepping up as needed Drama Club ∞ Showing up to, & attending club meetings ∞ Participating in club activities; both on & off school grounds T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ Nissan GT-R ∞ Father's patrol car (Passenger) ∞ Yamaha WR250F P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Current plans are to return to Hollywood with a better head on his shoulders, healed from recent trauma, and ready to embrace life as an adult instead of a kid. If his return doesn't work out he plans to join the LAPD and follow in his father's footsteps. Though as his dad would tell him, don't have any plans and just enjoy the last two years of being a kid. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T ∞ None F A V O R I T E P L A C E S L O S A N G E L E S ∞ Trails ∞ The Motocross Tacks ∞ Disney/Universal/Six Flags/Knott's Berry Farm ∞ Venice ∞ All the various sets and studios ∞ Sunset Boulevard ∞ The beaches N E W Y O R K ∞ Statue of Liberty ∞ Times Square ∞ Broadway ∞ All the Pizza places ∞ Central Park ∞ Museums W O R L D W I D E ∞ Italy R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Walking, Feeding, and Watering the pets. Morning and evening duty (Indefinitely) ∞ Sports Practice | Matches (if he gets in) ∞ Drama Club Activities ∞ Physical Training ∞ Combat | Marksmanship, and Krav Maga (dad trained) ∞ Conditioning | Trail running, hiking, swimming laps ∞ Skills | Pistols, Rifles, Martial Art ∞ Trying to relax ____________________________________________________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E D A D S H O M E ∞ Bedroom ∞ Living Room Upstairs Game room Garage ∞ Kitchen M O M S H O M E ∞ Bedroom O T H E R Has traveled all over the world for sets, awards, and jobs. Has a single tattoo on his left arm that represents perseverance. Is very hesitant of people and is never sure if they like him or his fame. He can be hard to get to open up. Suffers from Anxiety, Depression, and has routinely been told he is overstressed. Prefers to have fun than to be overly competitive. Likes to see others succeed and enable them. Despite the cliche of teenage boys being unorganized, he is quite the opposite. Is very talented with weaponry such as pistols and rifles. A natural marksman. While he may be famous and from LA, Wesley is hardly helpless when it comes to regular life and hard work. Has never once been in trouble. He goes above and beyond to ensure he does what his father expects of him. T H E M E S O N G "Human" by Christina Perri (Austin & Kurt Schneider Cover) Face Claim: Preston Oliver | color=royalblue

Riley Alexander Revels

_{"When I focus on fixing everyone else Who fixes me?"}

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_______________________________________ N A M E Riley Alexander Revels ∞ Riles ∞ Revely ∞ Revels ∞ Music Man (To those that know him) ∞ Rye A G E August 24th, 17-years-old G E N D E R Male S E X U A L I T Y Bi-sexual P L A C E O F O R I G I N Naples, Long Beach, California E T H N I C I T Y Australian-American _______________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Voice: ∞ Talking 1.0 ∞Talking 2.0 Height: 5'11" Weight: 147lbs Hair: Light brown and Blonde two-tone Eyes: Bright Blue Body Type: Mesomorph Body Marks: None _______________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Crushes: ∞ TBD ∞ TBD ∞ TBD Current: ∞ None Past: ∞ Jackson Whills F A M I L Y Mother: ∞ Ava Revels Father: ∞ Alex Revels Maid: ∞ Felicia P E T S Two Huskies. Lux & Kayn H O M E S W E E T H O M E No one knows where I live... And I like to keep it that way but here it is. - 1.0, 2.0 _______________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ ALL Music ✔ Performing ✔ Football, both watching and playing ✔ Hanging out with friends ✔ Meeting new people ✔ Composing ✔ Swimming ✔ The Beach ✔ His dogs ✔ The Ocean at night ✔ Video Games (League of Legends) ✔ Parties ✔ Football Practice ✔ Marching Band ✔ Watching TV with friends ✔ Watching movies with friends ✔ Staying somewhere other than his house ✔ Dancing ✔ Musicals D I S L I K E S ✘ Chinese Food ✘ Japanese Food ✘ 'Rich foods' ✘ His parents ✘ Bee's ✘ Spider's ✘ Overuse of text speak ✘ Being 'forced' to sing like a trained animal ✘ Waking up ✘ Stuck up teachers ✘ Math! ✘ Fake people ✘ Bullies of any kind ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Creative ₳ Musical ₳ Extraverted ₳ Intuitive ₳ Loyal ₳ Goofy ₳ Playful ₳ Honest The kind of guy who likes to have friends, but while he knows everyone and considers everyone a friend he's the guy that has an inner circle that he keeps very close to himself, and entry is highly regulated. Then within that circle, there's only one or two that he can trust explicitly. The friends that he can speak on his deepest and darkest secrets. A creative genius when it comes to music and expressing himself through the arts, Riley has been writing songs and composing songs since he was in middle school. When truly upset and out of control only music can soothe him. It's his go-to coping method for just about everything in his life. Riley is exceptionally friendly and very outgoing. With everything that goes on inside of himself, he sees it as a job to make everyone else feel better than he. He memorizes names and goes out of his way to greet everyone he passes to ask how their day has gone. He's commonly written a simple song for someone having a bad day and keeps a large stack of singles to treat his friends to their favorite candy or soda. He's always been empathetic and intuitive, able to tell how someone is even if they say they're 'ok'. He's built a reputation for being someone that you can talk to and that whatever you tell him doesn't go anywhere but him. He's loyal to a fault, likes to goof around and make people smile, and when you ask Riley something you can bet that it'll be the truth. Whether you like the outcome or not. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Riley was born in London, England to Alexander and Ava Revels. Alexander, Riley's father, was a renowned archeologist, professor, and holder of a fortune found from historical finds and his family's already exuberant wealth. Ava, Alexander's wife, and Riley's mother was the Australian counterpart to the academic professor. Ava was old money, the family coming to Australia from England sometime after World War 2. Ava was a philanthropist who began funding the expeditions of one Alexander Revels. And on one fateful treasure hunt, the two fell in love. Eventually they 'settled' down in Long Beach, California where they built a large manse on the Naples island and had Riley. Riley was raised from birth truthfully by Felicia, a maid who made the trip from Australia to America to help Mrs. Revels. Riley rarely got to see his parents who became addicted to the nightlife of LA. They were constantly gone and bought other properties so they didn't have to come home often. No other children were in the cards and when Riley was 5, he overheard his mother tell Felicia that Riley was more a mistake than anything. Those words stuck with Riley and while he wanted to nothing, and was spoiled beyond measure Riley hated it. Instead, as he grew and under Felicia's guidance Riley grew to be a loving and empathetic child. He himself was hurting, which was made worse in his elementary and middle school years but he learned to hide his pain well, hiding under a desire to see others happy. Riley thrived in social situations and while his desire for attention from adults meant that he acted out and was the 'class clown' so to speak he was otherwise a great child in school. He received top marks in everything but Math where he struggled. An area where he certainly didn't struggle was in the arts. His teacher in elementary school noticed his affinity for music and pushed the boy further into music. In middle school, he was allowed to take Band and he fell in love with the Violin. During middle school, Riley learned how to play the guitar, violin, cello, saxophone, and clarinet, and could read and write in both treble and bass clefs. The band director at the middle school also introduced Riley to musical theory and during both the spring and winter concerts of his eighth-grade year, Riley co-wrote the arrangement with the director. High school was instantly different. His freshman year he spent mostly with his music and getting to know all the new children that came from all the surrounding middle schools. He continued his habit of being nice to people and trying to make their day while offering advice or just listening to people who just needed an ear and a pat on the back afterward accompanied by a happy smile and an endorsement that it will get better. He was decently well-liked and between his music, his love of making others laugh, and his still reigning class-clown title Riley has managed high school thus far. But who knows what Senior Year will involve. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O G R A D E Y E A R 12th grade G P A & A V E R A G E 3.8 / A in everything but Math. No Honors or AP classes F A V O R I T E C L A S S Orchestra E L E C T I V E C L A S S E S Chorus and Marching Band E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R Marching Band (Saxophone section leader), Orchestra (Violin First Chair) Tenor in Chorus, Theater, Gaming Club, Football (Wide Receiver) T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ 2021 Honda Civic Type R that he traded his new Camaro for (It was a present from his parents). P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Riley plans to attend either Julliard or Berkeley School of the Arts. He hopes to make it to Broadway and continue composing. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R - S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T Volunteers at the Middle School where he came from. He helps the students with various instruments. He also teaches Violin and Piano to wealthy children who homeschool. Riley is also a professional DJ and while he's underage for many locations he is still able to do his DJing. F A V O R I T E P L A C E S ∞ Band Room ∞ His roof, watching the boats and water surrounding Naples ∞ The Beach at Night ∞ Long Beach Towne Center Movie Theater R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Tutor for Piano and Violin ∞ Section Leader in Marching Band ∞ Wide Receiver for the Football Team ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R His favorite movie is Whiplash. Regularly works with the drama teacher, choral instructor, and band director to compose and talk musical theory. Riley's parents have come to no school function whatsoever, leading many to believe his nanny Felicia is his mother instead. In addition to his music, Riley takes dance lessons, vocal lessons, and acting classes. T H E M E S O N G Talking to Myself by Watsky Unity by Shinedown Face Claim: Alex Lange | 0AFFE7

Colter Jace Burnett

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___________________________________ 𝙵𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖: 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓽 | #9F0C07 / Red •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• Colter Jace Burnett ​Col | ​Colt​ | ​ColterJace (Mom 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢)​ Cowboy To most | • Firecracker (First Girlfriend, and he now uses it as his rodeo name in spite) Lil Boss (Four 6's Staff)​​​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​ coltercowboy | ​ countrytothebone​ ​​ colterburnettrides | ​ countryfirecracker ​ CountryFireCracker​ | ​ CountryFireCracker ​ CountryCowboying​​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 24𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝙹uly 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 | Leo •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• American (Various Ethnicities)​​​​ ​Mexican | German | British/English​ | American Indian​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​Sunset Beach • 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊​​​​ Panhandle​ • ​Texas​​​​​ ​Four 6's Ranch​ • ​Texas​ ___________________________________ ​• ​𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 (Starts at 00:17) •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• Fun Loving | Fearless Cocky | Extrovert | Focused Professional | Charming •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 6𝚏𝚝. 1𝚒𝚗.​ 𝚆𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝​: 𝟷54𝚕𝚋𝚜 ​𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛: Brown 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜​​: ​𝙷𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚕​ 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎​​​: Lean, solid, toned •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• ​•​ Bull Horn Scar (Right Wrist) ​•​ Bull Tattoo (𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚖)​​​​ ​•​​ Feather on rope 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘 (𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 wrist)​​​​ ​•​​ Feather on rope 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚘 (𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 leg)​​​​ ___________________________________

•𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• The Horse is a mirror to your soul. And sometimes you might not like what you see in the mirror. ____________________________________________________________________________ 𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙴 𝚅 𝙴 𝙽 𝚃 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕​: ​𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚝𝚑 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎​​​ •​ 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝙶𝙿𝙰​ • ​ 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎​: ​𝟹.3 •​ B/𝙱- 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎​ 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝​: History •​ ​ PE​​​ 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜: Physical Education •​ ​ US History​​​​​​​ 𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 ​ • ​𝙲𝚕𝚞𝚋𝚜/Teams: ​​Football • Baseball​​​​​ 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜​​ • 𝙲𝚕𝚞𝚋𝚜​​​: ​​Games​ •​ Practices 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜​​ • 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜: ​​None 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 • 𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕: Representing the Ranch in LA •​ ​Taking care of his Horses •​ Business Meetings •​ 𝙿𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐​​ • 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚔 • Cowboy Training​​​​​​​ •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙿 𝙻 𝙰 𝙽 𝚂 𝙰 𝙵 𝚃 𝙴 𝚁 𝙶 𝚁 𝙰 𝙳 𝚄 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ As a professional Cowboy already, Colter is in LA to get used to the city and to eventually take over operations in the City as the primary business center of the West for the Four 6's Ranch. This includes selling and overseeing business dealings. Between this, being a competitive and current champion Horse Racer, and a Bull Rider Colter has plenty to keep him busy after graduating High School. •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙰 𝙵 𝚃 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙲 𝙷 𝙾 𝙾 𝙻 𝙰 𝙲 𝚃 𝙸 𝚅 𝙸 𝚃 𝙸 𝙴 𝚂​ ​𝙴𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝: Four 6's Ranch California • Ranch| 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎 Breaker, Trail Guide, Riding Instructor ​𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜: Breaking Horses • ​ Taking Care of the Horses Leads riding trail activities • Teaches classes on how to ride •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙵 𝙰 𝚅 𝙾 𝚁 𝙸 𝚃 𝙴 𝙿 𝙻 𝙰 𝙲 𝙴 𝚂​ ​Sunset Ranch Hollywood | 𝚉𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚙 | On Horseback Runyon Canyon Park | Oakobing Dessert Shop Four 6's Rodeo Arena | Beaches 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 | 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 | 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚕 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜 | 𝚂𝚒𝚡 𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚜 | 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚝’𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙵𝚊𝚛𝚖 •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝚁 𝙴 𝙻 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂 𝙷 𝙸 𝙿 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 ​𝚂𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢​: Pansexual •​ ​His preference is in personality​​​ 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜​: ​𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑(𝚎𝚜): ​•​ ​TBD 𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: •​​ Tristin Burnett​​​​ 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛: ​​Brooke Burnett (𝚗é𝚎: Richards) 𝚂𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: Austin Burnett •​ Sammie (Samantha) Burnett 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: Clive Richards (M𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕) •​ Isabella Richards (𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕) 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜​: ​​Eclipse •​ 𝚃𝙱D ​𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚜: •​ Eclipse | Thorough-bred Stallion American Quarter Horse. Eclipse has been Colter's Horse since the Stallion was born. •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙻 𝙰 𝙽 𝙶 𝚄 𝙰 𝙶 𝙴 𝚂 𝙺 𝙽 𝙾 𝚆 𝙽​ ​𝙴𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 | Spanish | A bit of German •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙿 𝙴 𝚁 𝚂 𝙾 𝙽 𝙰 𝙻 𝙿 𝙾 𝚂 𝚂 𝙴 𝚂 𝚂 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽 𝚂​ • Current Year Ford F150 •𓃗 ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⍟ 𓃽 ⍟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𓃗• 𝙾 𝚃 𝙷 𝙴 𝚁 𝙸 𝙽 𝙵 𝙾 𝚁 𝙼 𝙰 𝚃 𝙸 𝙾 𝙽​ ​• Colter'𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 ​• Current Saddle Bronc Riding, and barrel racing champion ​• Is excetionally polite and always smiling ​• Has zero fear and will often perform high risk stunts ​• Cares deeply for animals and actively works with animal rights groups to make rodeos safer ​• Doesn't even try and hide his Texan accent ​• Came to the school at the end of the previous year ​• Is known to stand up to bullies 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐: ​𝚃𝚑at's Why We Ride 𝚋𝚢 Casey Donahew​​​​ Colter Pics

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Wesley Adler

_{"Fame can be... Exhausting. When everyone is obsessed with everything you do you quickly feel just how lonely it can be."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Wesley Andrew Adler ∞ Wes ∞ Addy ∞ Hollywood ∞ That guy from... ∞ OMG IT'S HIM ∞ Miracle Wes (Mom only) O N L I N E - N A M E Wesley_Adler Wesley_Adler (Main Account) Musicboy_007 (Second Private Account) Wesley_Adler TwoVHSCopiesofGoodFellas NotYourCaptainSpeaking NotYourCaptainSpeaking A G E 21th of October - Sixteen G E N D E R cis Male S E X U A L I T Y Open Bi-Sexual/Pan N A T I O N A L I T Y American Hodgepodge P R O V E N A N C E ∞ Venice; California (Currently) ∞ New York City; New York (Occasional Visit) ∞ Various Filming Cities; Everywhere ___________________________________ A P P E A R A N C E Voice: ∞ Talking ∞ Singing Height: 6' Weight: 150lbs Hair: ∞ Dark Brown Eyes: ∞ Hazel Body Type: Toned - Slim figure, more wirey Body Marks: None ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Free Crushes: ∞ N/A Benefits: ∞ N/A Current: ∞ N/A Past: ∞ A few Co-stars that was more for tabloids C H I L D R E N None F A M I L Y Father: Mark Adler - LAPD Detective and Lieutenant Mother: Lydia Adler - Software Engineer for Google, Head of the New York Google Branch (née: Homestead) Siblings: ∞ Hunter Adler (Younger Bro) ∞ Connor Adler (Younger Bro) Grandparents: ∞ Patricia and Tony Adler (Pat.) ∞ Dwayne and Becky Homestead (Mat.) Others: ∞ Lee Wise (Stepfather) 🇪​​🇽​​🇹​​🇪​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇫​​🇦​​🇲​​🇮​​🇱​​🇾​ U N C L E S : Blake Adler (Uncle) Alan Adler (Uncle) Nickolas Adler (Uncle) Joshua Homestead (Uncle) A U N T S : Chloe Homestead (Aunt) C O U S I N S : Athena Adler (1st Cousin | Uncle) Lucas Adler (1st Cousin | Uncle) Leo Adler (1st Cousin | Uncle) Miles Adler (1st Cousin | Aunt) Isabella Homestead (1st Cousin | Uncle) Jarod Homestead (1st Cousin | Uncle) Beth Homestead (1st Cousin | Uncle) Ashley Homestead (1st Cousin | Aunt) Mary Homestead (1st Cousin | Aunt) P E T S ∞ Radar | Retired LAPD Police Dog (Wesley's Bodyguard) ∞ Ammo | Retired LAPD Police Dog (Radar's Brother) ∞ Cerberus (Cerby) | Retired Military Dog (Mark's Rescue) ∞ Ranger | Police Dog (Mark's current Work Dog) ∞ Sandy | Bengal Cat (Family Pet) ∞ Tally | Bengal Cat (Family Pet) ∞ Frost(y) | White Striped Bengal (Mother's Pet) ∞ Binx | Black Cat (Mother's Pet) O T H E R ∞ Frank Long (Boyguard) ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Acting and being on set ✔ Purple, blue, and Cyan. His favorite colors ✔ Loves most Sports, including competitive marksmanship ✔ Big-time video gamer, mostly consoles but does dabble on PC games ✔ Singing and music in general, can usually be found humming something ✔ Loves movies of all kinds, especially the older stuff ✔ Taking walks/hikes with his Dad's dogs ✔ Enjoys companiable silences, especially after a stressful day D I S L I K E S ✘ Paparazzi, all of them ✘ Animal haters ✘ Any and all forms of Math ✘ People who try to use him ✘ Bees ✘ Beans, Celery, Mushrooms (just the texture), and sushi ✘ Never knowing when someone wants to be his friend or just wants to be friends with someone famous ✘ All of the recent events ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Dedicated | Confident | Easy-Going | Friendly | Stressed | Anxious | Drowning ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Talk to him and find out. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O Y E A R L E V E L Junior | Year 11 G P A & A V E R A G E Hasn't had grades in a while as he was taught on sets. Used to be a solid B student F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T Doesn't know but he likes music and sports ∞ Vocals | Singing ∞ Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar) Physical Education ∞ Competitive Sports (Baseball, Basketball, Football) ∞ Swimming | Swim Team E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Basketball/Baseball/Football Team Hopeful (Team Member) ∞ Drama/acting club (Hopeful member) R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S If he makes it on the team ∞ Showing up to, & attending team practices ∞ Showing up to, & participating in various matches ∞ Providing support for the team; stepping up as needed Drama Club ∞ Showing up to, & attending club meetings ∞ Participating in club activities; both on & off school grounds T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ Nissan GT-R ∞ Father's patrol car (Passenger) ∞ Yamaha WR250F P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Current plans are to return to Hollywood with a better head on his shoulders, healed from recent trauma, and ready to embrace life as an adult instead of a kid. If his return doesn't work out he plans to join the LAPD and follow in his father's footsteps. Though as his dad would tell him, don't have any plans and just enjoy the last two years of being a kid. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T ∞ None F A V O R I T E P L A C E S L O S A N G E L E S ∞ Trails ∞ The Motocross Tacks ∞ Disney/Universal/Six Flags/Knott's Berry Farm ∞ Venice ∞ All the various sets and studios ∞ The Hollywood Sign ∞Sunset Boulevard ∞The beaches N E W Y O R K ∞ Statue of Liberty ∞ Times Square ∞ Broadway ∞ All the Pizza places ∞ Central Park ∞ Museums W O R L D W I D E ∞ Italy R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Walking, Feeding, and Watering the pets. Morning and evening duty (Indefinitely) ∞ Sports Practice | Matches (if he gets in) ∞ Drama Club Activities ∞ Physical Training ∞ Combat | Marksmanship, and Krav Maga (dad trained) ∞ Conditioning | Trail running, hiking, swimming laps ∞ Skills | Pistols, Rifles, Martial Art ∞ Trying to relax ____________________________________________________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E D A D S H O M E ∞ Bedroom ∞ Living Room Upstairs Game room Garage ∞ Kitchen M O M S H O M E ∞ Bedroom O T H E R Has traveled all over the world for sets, awards, and jobs. Has a single tattoo on his left arm that represents perseverance. Is very hesitant of people and is never sure if they like him or his fame. He can be hard to get to open up. Suffers from Anxiety, Depression, and has routinely been told he is overstressed. Prefers to have fun than to be overly competitive. Likes to see others succeed and enable them. Despite the cliche of teenage boys being unorganized, he is quite the opposite. Is very talented with weaponry such as pistols and rifles. A natural marksman. While he may be famous and from LA, Wesley is hardly helpless when it comes to regular life and hard work. Has never once been in trouble. He goes above and beyond to ensure he does what his father expects of him. T H E M E S O N G "Human" by Christina Perri (Austin & Kurt Schneider Cover) Face Claim: Preston Oliver | color=royalblue

Riley Alexander Revels

_{"When I focus on fixing everyone else Who fixes me?"}

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_______________________________________ N A M E Riley Alexander Revels ∞ Riles ∞ Revely ∞ Revels ∞ Music Man (To those that know him) ∞ Class Clown A G E August 24th, 17-years-old G E N D E R Male S E X U A L I T Y Bi-sexual P L A C E O F O R I G I N Naples, Long Beach, California E T H N I C I T Y Australian-American _______________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Voice: ∞ Talking 1.0 ∞Talking 2.0 Height: 5'11" Weight: 147lbs Hair: Light brown and Blonde two-tone Eyes: Bright Blue Body Type: Mesomorph Body Marks: None _______________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Crushes: ∞ TBD ∞ TBD ∞ TBD Current: ∞ None Past: ∞ Jackson Whills F A M I L Y Mother: ∞ Ava Revels Father: ∞ Alex Revels Maid: ∞ Felicia P E T S Two Huskies. Lux & Kayn H O M E S W E E T H O M E No one knows where I live... And I like to keep it that way but here it is. - 1.0, 2.0 _______________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ ALL Music ✔ Performing ✔ Football, both watching and playing ✔ Hanging out with friends ✔ Meeting new people ✔ Composing ✔ Swimming ✔ The Beach ✔ His dogs ✔ The Ocean at night ✔ Video Games (League of Legends) ✔ Parties ✔ Football Practice ✔ Marching Band ✔ Watching TV with friends ✔ Watching movies with friends ✔ Staying somewhere other than his house ✔ Dancing ✔ Musicals D I S L I K E S ✘ Chinese Food ✘ Japanese Food ✘ 'Rich foods' ✘ His parents ✘ Bee's ✘ Spider's ✘ Overuse of text speak ✘ Being 'forced' to sing like a trained animal ✘ Waking up ✘ Stuck up teachers ✘ Math! ✘ Fake people ✘ Bullies of any kind ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Creative ₳ Musical ₳ Extraverted ₳ Intuitive ₳ Loyal ₳ Goofy ₳ Playful ₳ Honest The kind of guy who likes to have friends, but while he knows everyone and considers everyone a friend he's the guy that has an inner circle that he keeps very close to himself, and entry is highly regulated. Then within that circle, there's only one or two that he can trust explicitly. The friends that he can speak on his deepest and darkest secrets. A creative genius when it comes to music and expressing himself through the arts, Riley has been writing songs and composing songs since he was in middle school. When truly upset and out of control only music can soothe him. It's his go-to coping method for just about everything in his life. Riley is exceptionally friendly and very outgoing. With everything that goes on inside of himself, he sees it as a job to make everyone else feel better than he. He memorizes names and goes out of his way to greet everyone he passes to ask how their day has gone. He's commonly written a simple song for someone having a bad day and keeps a large stack of singles to treat his friends to their favorite candy or soda. He's always been empathetic and intuitive, able to tell how someone is even if they say they're 'ok'. He's built a reputation for being someone that you can talk to and that whatever you tell him doesn't go anywhere but him. He's loyal to a fault, likes to goof around and make people smile, and when you ask Riley something you can bet that it'll be the truth. Whether you like the outcome or not. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Riley was born in London, England to Alexander and Ava Revels. Alexander, Riley's father, was a renowned archeologist, professor, and holder of a fortune found from historical finds and his family's already exuberant wealth. Ava, Alexander's wife, and Riley's mother was the Australian counterpart to the academic professor. Ava was old money, the family coming to Australia from England sometime after World War 2. Ava was a philanthropist who began funding the expeditions of one Alexander Revels. And on one fateful treasure hunt, the two fell in love. Eventually they 'settled' down in Long Beach, California where they built a large manse on the Naples island and had Riley. Riley was raised from birth truthfully by Felicia, a maid who made the trip from Australia to America to help Mrs. Revels. Riley rarely got to see his parents who became addicted to the nightlife of LA. They were constantly gone and bought other properties so they didn't have to come home often. No other children were in the cards and when Riley was 5, he overheard his mother tell Felicia that Riley was more a mistake than anything. Those words stuck with Riley and while he wanted to nothing, and was spoiled beyond measure Riley hated it. Instead, as he grew and under Felicia's guidance Riley grew to be a loving and empathetic child. He himself was hurting, which was made worse in his elementary and middle school years but he learned to hide his pain well, hiding under a desire to see others happy. Riley thrived in social situations and while his desire for attention from adults meant that he acted out and was the 'class clown' so to speak he was otherwise a great child in school. He received top marks in everything but Math where he struggled. An area where he certainly didn't struggle was in the arts. His teacher in elementary school noticed his affinity for music and pushed the boy further into music. In middle school, he was allowed to take Band and he fell in love with the Violin. During middle school, Riley learned how to play the guitar, violin, cello, saxophone, and clarinet, and could read and write in both treble and bass clefs. The band director at the middle school also introduced Riley to musical theory and during both the spring and winter concerts of his eighth-grade year, Riley co-wrote the arrangement with the director. High school was instantly different. His freshman year he spent mostly with his music and getting to know all the new children that came from all the surrounding middle schools. He continued his habit of being nice to people and trying to make their day while offering advice or just listening to people who just needed an ear and a pat on the back afterward accompanied by a happy smile and an endorsement that it will get better. He was decently well-liked and between his music, his love of making others laugh, and his still reigning class-clown title Riley has managed high school thus far. But who knows what Senior Year will involve. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O G R A D E Y E A R 12th grade G P A & A V E R A G E 3.8 / A in everything but Math. No Honors or AP classes F A V O R I T E C L A S S Orchestra E L E C T I V E C L A S S E S Chorus and Marching Band E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R Marching Band (Saxophone section leader), Orchestra (Violin First Chair) Tenor in Chorus, Theater, Gaming Club, Football (Wide Receiver) T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ 2021 Honda Civic Type R that he traded his new Camaro for (It was a present from his parents). P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Riley plans to attend either Julliard or Berkeley School of the Arts. He hopes to make it to Broadway and continue composing. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R - S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T Volunteers at the Middle School where he came from. He helps the students with various instruments. He also teaches Violin and Piano to wealthy children who homeschool. F A V O R I T E P L A C E S ∞ Band Room ∞ His roof, watching the boats and water surrounding Naples ∞ The Beach at Night ∞ Long Beach Towne Center Movie Theater R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Tutor for Piano and Violin ∞ Section Leader in Marching Band ∞ Wide Receiver for the Football Team ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R His favorite movie is Whiplash. Regularly works with the drama teacher, choral instructor, and band director to compose and talk musical theory. Riley's parents have come to no school function whatsoever, leading many to believe his nanny Felicia is his mother instead. In addition to his music, Riley takes dance lessons, vocal lessons, and acting classes. T H E M E S O N G Talking to Myself by Watsky Unity by Shinedown Face Claim: Alex Lange | 0AFFE7

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

Wesley Adler

_{"Fame can be... Exhausting. When everyone is obsessed with everything you do you quickly feel just how lonely it can be."}

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____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Acting and being on set ✔ Purple, blue, and Cyan. His favorite colors ✔ Loves most Sports, including competitive marksmanship ✔ Big-time video gamer, mostly consoles but does dabble on PC games ✔ Singing and music in general, can usually be found humming something ✔ Loves movies of all kinds, especially the older stuff ✔ Taking walks/hikes with his Dad's dogs ✔ Enjoys companiable silences, especially after a stressful day D I S L I K E S ✘ Paparazzi, all of them ✘ Animal haters ✘ Any and all forms of Math ✘ People who try to use him ✘ Bees ✘ Beans, Celery, Mushrooms (just the texture), and sushi ✘ Never knowing when someone wants to be his friend or just wants to be friends with someone famous ✘ All of the recent events ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Dedicated | Confident | Easy-Going | Friendly | Stressed | Anxious | Drowning ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y TBW. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O Y E A R L E V E L Junior | Year 11 G P A & A V E R A G E Hasn't had grades in a while as he was taught on sets. Used to be a solid B student F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T Doesn't know but he likes music and sports ∞ Vocals | Singing ∞ Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar) Physical Education ∞ Competitive Sports (Baseball, Basketball, Football) ∞ Swimming | Swim Team E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Basketball/Baseball/Football Team Hopeful (Team Member) ∞ Drama/acting club (Hopeful member) R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S If he makes it on the team ∞ Showing up to, & attending team practices ∞ Showing up to, & participating in various matches ∞ Providing support for the team; stepping up as needed Drama Club ∞ Showing up to, & attending club meetings ∞ Participating in club activities; both on & off school grounds T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ Current Year Ford F150 ∞ ATV ∞ Father's patrol car (Passenger) ∞ Yamaha WR250F P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Current plans are to return to Hollywood with a better head on his shoulders, healed from recent trauma, and ready to embrace life as an adult instead of a kid. If his return doesn't work out he plans to join the LAPD and follow in his father's footsteps. Though as his dad would tell him, don't have any plans and just enjoy the last two years of being a kid. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T ∞ Westpoint Sheriff's Office | Father's work (Fills in as dispatcher, secretary, and janitor) F A V O R I T E P L A C E S W E S T P O I N T ∞ Trails ∞ The Motocross Tracks ∞ Downtown ∞ His dad's backyard ∞ Every Lake L O S A N G E L E S ∞ The Hollywood Sign ∞ Theme Parks ∞ Disneyland | California Adventure ∞ Universal Studios Hollywood ∞ Six Flags Magic Mountain ∞ Knott’s Berry Farm ∞ Venice ∞ Riot Ganes Headquarters and Arena ∞ Sunset Boulevard ∞ Various sets W O R L D W I D E ∞ Italy R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Walking, Feeding, and Watering the pets. Morning and evening duty (Indefinitely) ∞ Sports Practice | Matches (if he gets in) ∞ Drama Club Activities ∞ Physical Training ∞ Combat | Marksmanship, and Krav Maga (dad trained) ∞ Conditioning | Trail running, hiking, swimming laps ∞ Skills | Pistols, Rifles, Martial Art ∞ Trying to relax ____________________________________________________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E D A D S H O M E ∞ Bedroom ∞ Living Room Upstairs Game room Garage ∞ Kitchen M O M S H O M E ∞ Bedroom O T H E R Has traveled all over the world for sets, awards, and jobs. Has a single tattoo on his left arm that represents perseverance. Is very hesitant of people and is never sure if they like him or his fame. He can be hard to get to open up. Suffers from Anxiety, Depression, and has routinely been told he is overstressed. Prefers to have fun than to be overly competitive. Likes to see others succeed and enable them. Despite the cliche of teenage boys being unorganized, he is quite the opposite. Is very talented with weaponry such as pistols and rifles. A natural marksman. While he may be famous and from LA, Wesley is hardly helpless when it comes to regular life and hard work. Has never once been in trouble. He goes above and beyond to ensure he does what his father expects of him. T H E M E S O N G "Human" by Christina Perri (Austin & Kurt Schneider Cover) Face Claim: Preston Oliver | color=royalblue

Westpoint High - A SoL High School RP

Wesley Adler

_{"Fame can be... Exhausting. When everyone is obsessed with everything you do you quickly feel just how lonely it can be."}

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____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Acting and being on set ✔ Purple, blue, and Cyan. His favorite colors ✔ Loves most Sports, including competitive marksmanship ✔ Big-time video gamer, mostly consoles but does dabble on PC games ✔ Singing and music in general, can usually be found humming something ✔ Loves movies of all kinds, especially the older stuff ✔ Taking walks/hikes with his Dad's dogs ✔ Enjoys companiable silences, especially after a stressful day D I S L I K E S ✘ Paparazzi, all of them ✘ Animal haters ✘ Any and all forms of Math ✘ People who try to use him ✘ Bees ✘ Beans, Celery, Mushrooms (just the texture), and sushi ✘ Never knowing when someone wants to be his friend or just wants to be friends with someone famous ✘ All of the recent events ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Dedicated | Confident | Easy-Going | Friendly | Stressed | Anxious | Drowning ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y TBW. ____________________________________________________________________________ S C H O O L I N F O Y E A R L E V E L Junior | Year 11 G P A & A V E R A G E Hasn't had grades in a while as he was taught on sets. Used to be a solid B student F A V O R I T E S U B J E C T Doesn't know but he likes music and sports ∞ Vocals | Singing ∞ Instrumental (Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar) Physical Education ∞ Competitive Sports (Baseball, Basketball, Football) ∞ Swimming | Swim Team E X T R A C U R R I C U L A R ∞ Basketball/Baseball/Football Team Hopeful (Team Member) ∞ Drama/acting club (Hopeful member) R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S If he makes it on the team ∞ Showing up to, & attending team practices ∞ Showing up to, & participating in various matches ∞ Providing support for the team; stepping up as needed Drama Club ∞ Showing up to, & attending club meetings ∞ Participating in club activities; both on & off school grounds T R A N S P O R T A T I O N ∞ Current Year Ford F150 ∞ ATV ∞ Father's patrol car (Passenger) ∞ Yamaha WR250F P L A N S A F T E R G R A D U A T I O N Current plans are to return to Hollywood with a better head on his shoulders, healed from recent trauma, and ready to embrace life as an adult instead of a kid. If his return doesn't work out he plans to join the LAPD and follow in his father's footsteps. Though as his dad would tell him, don't have any plans and just enjoy the last two years of being a kid. ____________________________________________________________________________ A F T E R S C H O O L I N F O E M P L O Y M E N T ∞ Westpoint Sheriff's Office | Father's work (Fills in as dispatcher, secretary, and janitor) F A V O R I T E P L A C E S W E S T P O I N T ∞ Trails ∞ The Motocross Tracks ∞ Downtown ∞ His dad's backyard ∞ Every Lake L O S A N G E L E S ∞ The Hollywood Sign ∞ Theme Parks ∞ Disneyland | California Adventure ∞ Universal Studios Hollywood ∞ Six Flags Magic Mountain ∞ Knott’s Berry Farm ∞ Venice ∞ Riot Ganes Headquarters and Arena ∞ Sunset Boulevard ∞ Various sets W O R L D W I D E ∞ Italy R E S P O N S I B I L I T I E S ∞ Walking, Feeding, and Watering the pets. Morning and evening duty (Indefinitely) ∞ Sports Practice | Matches (if he gets in) ∞ Drama Club Activities ∞ Physical Training ∞ Combat | Marksmanship, and Krav Maga (dad trained) ∞ Conditioning | Trail running, hiking, swimming laps ∞ Skills | Pistols, Rifles, Martial Art ∞ Trying to relax ____________________________________________________________________________ H O M E S W E E T H O M E D A D S H O M E ∞ Bedroom ∞ Living Room Upstairs Game room Garage ∞ Kitchen M O M S H O M E ∞ Bedroom O T H E R Has traveled all over the world for sets, awards, and jobs. Has a single tattoo on his left arm that represents perseverance. Is very hesitant of people and is never sure if they like him or his fame. He can be hard to get to open up. Suffers from Anxiety, Depression, and has routinely been told he is overstressed. Prefers to have fun than to be overly competitive. Likes to see others succeed and enable them. Despite the cliche of teenage boys being unorganized, he is quite the opposite. Is very talented with weaponry such as pistols and rifles. A natural marksman. While he may be famous and from LA, Wesley is hardly helpless when it comes to regular life and hard work. Has never once been in trouble. He goes above and beyond to ensure he does what his father expects of him. T H E M E S O N G "Human" by Christina Perri (Austin & Kurt Schneider Cover) Face Claim: Preston Oliver | color=royalblue

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________________________________________________________________________________ Thursday, June 1st - 5:20 AM "Mornings like this remind me of some of those mornings in Europe, eh Mighty? That morning ambush particularly. It's. Weird to think that instead of monsters infesting these woods hunting innocent demi-gods, it's innocent demi-gods that fill them." From the darkness of the forest that surrounded Camp Half-Blood a male tenor voice would speak and as if in answer a low whine would come from some sort of canine. Rustling the leaves a figure shrouded in the dark would stand and give a long sigh of exasperation. It was really hard to talk to anyone in the camp, they didn't understand, how could they? And while selfishly he'd like someone to have shared in his experiences he also wouldn't wish what he had to go through on anyone. It almost made him wish he could just sleep forever, at least then he was somewhat in control of what his brain would bring up. But here, in the darkness and alone his mind would wander and flashes of fights from his past would flash, and each time the last image in his mind was his mother and the feeling of failure and anger. As if sensing this, another larger shrouded figure, this time on four feet would press close to the first figure, and another low whine would be heard. A small chuckle would escape the boy, for it surely had to be a boy, and with another quick sigh, the two would begin walking back towards the camp proper. As a child of the Greek God Hypnos, Korbin didn't even need to sleep very much. A few hours would be like a full night for any other and the amount of time it required in between rests could be extended as well. It was an ability that served him well as a hunter, but less so as a camper, one of the many. He had gotten into trouble a few times already from Chiron for 'over-training' the younger students. Over-training wasn't a word in Korbin's dictionary so the stern talking to from the Centaur was puzzling and he didn't apologize for his actions, instead telling the half-horse that he was preparing them for what the world would do and what they would expect. Combat wasn't glorious, it wasn't something to idolize, it wasn't camp. And that was the phrase that kept coming to him. What was out there wasn't camp and Chiron or no Korbin had made a promise that he would do everything he could to protect other Demi-Gods and hopefully prevent his own mistakes and experiences being felt by others. And that was why Korbin and Mighty took so many extra guard shifts, patrol shifts, recovery quests, and dangerous volunteer jobs. To him, he was expendable and his greatest wish was to die in battle saving someone worthy and then enjoy the unending glory of Valhalla until Ragnarok. It was interesting, and Korbin briefly smirked at how opposite the Greeks and Norse were, but it made sense. And while Korbin wouldn't go looking for death, if and when it came he'd greet it like an old friend and be ready for what came next. But, by Odin's will, he'd have a bit more time on the Earth first. He had already made good progress toward becoming more. Normal. And had even begun to make friends much to Korbin's surprise. After so long alone, or with his animal companions, Korbin felt that he'd never be able to make friends but so far so good. It helped that Korbin's 'talents' made him an ideal referee to the big three when they sparred and Korbin's real-world knowledge helped temper some of the talented and skilled swordsman's desire to prove themselves. All in all, things were good and getting better. Which was a nice change. As Korbin entered the Camp proper he checked in with the Watch Commander and gave a brief report on his findings while on sentry and then headed towards the training area which was were he would park himself for the rest of the day until his next shift. ________________________________________________________________________________

♆ Divine Bloodlines: Immortal Bonds of Olympus ♆

_{Gavin Casalegno | 848484}

"I survived because the fire inside of me burned brighter than the fire around me." —Joshua Graham

Korbin Leonardo Aparo, Son of Hypnos

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_Name

Korbin Leonardo Aparo
^{〄〄〄 Kor
〄〄〄 Korey}

_Age

17-Years-Old; September 14th

_Gender

Male

_{Sexual Orientation}

Pansexual.

_{Relationship Status}

Single

_Ethnicity

Italian/French/Greek

_{Years at Camp Half-Blood}

This is Korbin's second year at camp, and he has received 1 bead

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"Everywhere I go, my shadow, it follows behind
Doesn't matter where I travel, my shadow, it finds me
Something that I've come to realize after all this time
I can't escape my shadow, I can't escape my shadow"

— Alec Benjamin, Shadow of Mine

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_Appearance

Korbin stands tall at six foot two and weighs in at exactly 80kg (176.37lbs). Athletic and well-toned, Korbin fits that perfect in-between of not being too muscled or wiry. He has grey-blue eyes and dark brown hair that he wears just past his ears. Thanks to his heritage he has naturally dark tanned skin which is blemish-free and because he's big on moisturizing is quite soft. He usually has a more serious look on his face but when he does smile it lights up the rest of his face as if he was meant to be smiling all the time. Korbin's outfit is simple and usually just convenient. A camp shirt, maybe a jacket or windbreaker, and then a tactical belt full of weapons and other gadgets. He's never without that belt or his necklace which has a carving of an ancient Norse rune. Korbin's only tattoo is on his left arm and depicts a small black raven. For combat, Korbin mixes modern technology with Norse-inspired armor made of celestial Bronze. He utilizes a flexible and lightweight tactical jacket with a chest plate carrier, celestial bronze pauldrons, arm guards, shin and leg guards, and tactical boots.

^{〄〄〄 ∞ Necklace from Odin.
〄〄〄 ∞ Tactical Belt
〄〄〄 ∞ Armor reference without bronze plate
〄〄〄 ∞ One and only tattoo; Left arm}

_Personality

Virtuous ♞ Ruthless ♞ Self-less ♞ Sly ♞ Courageous ♞ Distrustful ♞ Brave ♞ Damaged ♞ Persevering

Korbin is the product of his childhood or lack thereof. His life has been nothing but survival for some time. Rarely does he smile, his gaze instead holding steady confidence and reassurance that he can take care of himself. He doesn't go looking for fights but when fights find him or during training he is utterly ruthless and uncompromising. He will always apologize if he goes too far and will explain that he's been out in the world alone fighting the beasts of the mist and he just wants them to be ready. He cares deeply for the other campers of what he considers his temple of peace and is extremely protective of it. The first to volunteer for any retrieval or dangerous quest Korbin is self-sacrificing and would prefer no one else have to deal with what he has had to but will do his best to mentor those on the mission with him so that they can learn and grow anyway. His time spent alone in Europe has caused him to have a deep distrustful nature and it takes a while to get him to open up. But if anyone can manage to get past the gruff exterior, and his constant 'I must be better' training they'll find a die-hard friend and damaged young man just trying to survive. Korbin is very indifferent to the Greek Pantheon, holding no real opinion other than appreciation for being allowed at camp. Despite this, he despises his birth father who he believes abandoned him and left him to fend for himself. Korbin actively practices Norse traditions.

_History

Biography

Born in Milan, Italy to French native Josephine Aparo, Korbin began his life a complicated person. Achieving dual citizenship in both France and Italy, Korbin spent the first years of his life in constant travel. His mother was an Inter-pol agent and his father, the deadbeat that he was (according to his mother), was never around. And so the majority of his early childhood was spent in various countries in Europe where Korbin developed a deep love for history.

When Korbin was just seven years old, however, everything changed dramatically. His father came to visit. Still too young to really understand, Korbin only knew that after the visit his mom seemed panicked and took him to Paris. She grew paranoid and untrusting which proved to be warranted when one night the hotel they stayed at was suddenly and viciously attacked by some... Creature. It had horns like a bull but stood on two feet and carried a massive axe. Korbin's mom was killed defending him but wounded the creature enough that it left. In her last moments, his mother explained who he was, who his real father was, and that he was going to remain in danger. 'Run, and keep running son. I love you.' were her final words.

The event was labeled as a simple gas explosion. A simple gas explosion that left one dead and an orphan. Korbin was taken into the French system and was placed up for adoption in an orphanage. An orphanage that also got attacked a week later. This time, he had no mother to defend him, and as the beast rampaged through the orphanage the matron confronted it with a runic necklace with a weird-looking rune upon it. The beast hesitated but killed the matron before turning towards its prey. Hovering over Korbin, it raised its axe and then just before it was to send it crashing down, it froze. Coming around Korbin's huddled form were two exceptionally large Wolves. Baring their teeth and growling the wolves took a protective stance over Korbin and then from behind the creature came a whispered voice and where once the Minotaur stood was only smoke revealing an elderly looking man who seemed regretful as he knelt at the side of the matron and whispered a few other words. Korbin from behind the wolves could see what looked like the northern lights envelop the woman before a ghostly version of her looking much younger and wearing armor appeared. The man chuckled and said, "Valkyrie, you have lived a life of service. Now, rise and become one of my own." Upon finishing the man walked to Korbin, pat one of the Wolves, and smiled softly. "And you. I offer you a place of safety and training where you will assist in dealing with creatures such as these."

Korbin accepted the offer instantly and was taken to the Valley of Odin. Here he was raised by a variety of Odin's servants and given his own hovel. Upon learning and completing his rites and by blooding himself by killing a Fenris Wolf he was formerly adopted by Odin and gifted a Wolf, a child of Odin's own two Wolves Freki and Geri. Korbin grew in the relative safety of the Valley but would routinely make travels across Europe where he'd hunt, kill, and destroy monsters.

When he turned sixteen, his birth father, Hypnos finally revealed himself to his son. The first real meeting of father and son went quite terribly. Hypnos had requested Korbin's assistance in dealing with a problem in Greece while offering the boy a place in America to train, interact with other demi-god children, and help others like him. And despite Korbin's desire to simply throw his spear at the god, he accepted and took on the mission which very nearly killed him. True to his word, Hypnos arranged for Korbin's travel and acceptance to Camp Half-Blood where the self-proclaimed son of Odin has begun integrating himself as a frightful fighter, steadfast protector, and experienced world traveler.

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"You are my moon and stars. Our time may have been short but you'll always be special. Don't forget yourself. Don't let the world take my boy away." — Josephine Aparo, Korbin's Mother

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Hypnos, God of Sleep. Cabin 20

Legacy

Odin, the All-father. God of wisdom, poetry, war, death, divination, and magic and the king of Asgard. The patron of rulers, wanderers, and outcasts.

Fatal Flaw

Self-lessness. Korbin would sacrifice himself for anyone, even those he just met as he feels his job is to make sure no one has to suffer like himself.

Weapons

〄〄〄 ^∞ Krasa, a celestial bronze spear. Gifted from Odin this spear applies sonic and kinetic energy on impact. Painful vibrations are felt by human targets, and a booming blast against monsters.
〄〄〄 ^∞ Verja an impact-resistant Celestial Bronze Shield, a gift from Brynhildr
〄〄〄 ^∞ A set of throwing Axes.
〄〄〄 ^∞ Throwing Knives.
〄〄〄 ^∞ Boot Knife.
〄〄〄 ^∞ Back-up Axe.

_{Demigod Abilities}

Demigod Abilities

〄〄〄 _{Mystiokinesis
The ability to cast and manipulate Magic. Korbin is able to use magic for anything any other child with such an ability can, though Korbin's particular flair for this ability is defensive in nature. His ability in Mystiokinesis protects him from harm, negative magic, and annoyances. Magic that attempts to harm or affect him seems to bounce off or be absorbed and his necklace will glow purple. In addition to his anti-magic Korbin has a powerful command over the Mist, able to weave it with practiced hands which allows him to veil the supernatural world from humans.}

〄〄〄 _{Odikinesis
The ability to manipulate feelings and emotions of war. Korbin's manifestation of this power however is quite unique. Almost functioning as a shock of cold water, Korbin's power activates when others attempt to manipulate his emotional state or keep him off balance. In addition, his presence seems to inspire and calm people down when they are in combat scenarios and close to him. Finally, and perhaps most interestingly Korbin's gift from Odin seems to work hand in hand with his Hypnokinesis, allowing him to drain and weaken even children of war. Perhaps one of the only ones able to take someone out of a blood rage.}

〄〄〄 _{Hypnokinesis
The ability to manipulate sleep patterns and dreams. This ability, much to Korbin's chagrin is his most powerful ability by far. Korbin's power with Sleep is exceptionally potent and he can put an individual to sleep instantly with a single fingertip touch. The type of sleep, duration, power, and dreams can all be manipulated and he can even put specific requirements to be done before the target can wake, such as the famous kiss from the fairytales. Korbin can remove the need for Sleep from someone or force them into a permanent tired state but remove the ability to sleep entirely which in a few days will kill them. As the son of the God of Sleep himself, Korbin is immune to any attempts to force his own slumber or to manipulate his dreams. Finally, an aura surrounds Korbin that activates when someone or something wishes him harm. This aura drains, and tires out the enemy constantly, works on monsters, and can even affect children of war thanks to Odin's gift of Odikinesis. Korbin is able to activate the aura at will even when not threatened but it drains him instead of using the subject's energy. This aura is always active when Korbin is sleeping and as such his cabin is usually widely avoided when he is known to be sleeping, except by his siblings or cousins from the Morpheus cabin. Finally, Korbin is able to wake from sleep instantly and fully refreshed no matter the amount of time spent sleeping.}

〄〄〄 _{Telumkinesis
The ability to manipulate Weapons. Korbin's final gift from the all-father upon his adoption, Korbin's manifestation of the power is very simple. The first bit is complete and total control over all Norse weaponry. Korbin can understand, and wield these weapons to prodigal levels and can even control them in the air. His second ability works in tandem with his base protective nature and prevents his own weapons from being manipulated by Telumkinetics, especially those not of the Norse.}

Misc Information

〄〄〄 Korbin is fluent in Ancient Greek, English, French, Italian, German, and Norse.
〄〄〄 He has known about his powers and has been fighting the monsters of the Mist for ten years. 5 of those years he has spent as a hunter and exterminator.
〄〄〄 Korbin has a very tense relationship with his father, Hypnos but secretly just wants to be accepted.
〄〄〄 Due to his past, Korbin is much more mature than his seventeen years and sometimes has the look of a combat veteran. Korbin also suffers from PTSD from his attack as a seven-year-old.
〄〄〄 He has a deep bond with his adopted father Odin and he routinely speaks with, is helped by, and is protected by the All-Father.
〄〄〄 Korbin has two familiars that are always close by. His wolf, Móðugr (Mighty) is a giant Grey Wolf standing at give feet on fours and weighing 215 pounds. Móðugr is descended from Odin's wolves Geri and Freki. And then his Raven Farmaðr, a black Raven that Korbin believes Odin can see out of. The wolf is exceptionally protective and dislikes Greeks.

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_{Cole Sprouse | DBA901}

"What's broken can be mended, what's hurt can be healed. No matter how dark it gets, the sun's gonna rise again." —Meredith Grey

Chandler Griffin Sumpter, Son of Apollo

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_Name

Chandler Griffin Sumpter
^{☼☼☼ Medic!
☼☼☼ Doctor's Note
☼☼☼ Ray (Of Sunshine)}

_Age

18-Years-Old; February 22nd

_Gender

Male

_{Sexual Orientation}

Bi-sexual, male leaning.

_{Relationship Status}

Single, while hard crushing on Dorian Underwood

_Ethnicity

German/Greek

_{Years at Camp Half-Blood}

Chandler has received 8 beads and will be gaining his ninth this year.

"'Cause I was born to be brave
I know who I am inside
And I won't apologize
Made my mistakes
And they gave me wings to fly
To my castle in the sky"

— Olivia Rodrigo/Dara Renee', Born to be Brave

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_Appearance

Standing at a respectable 5'11, Chandler is what many people would call a 'stick'. Lacking any real definition or heavy muscle, nor even the standard broad shoulders Chandler nevertheless does quite well during training and Camp activities. With dark blonde hair a healthy perfect tan, and a light dusting of freckles on either cheek and across the bridge of his nose Chandler has the pretty boy looks for certain, which he no doubt inherited from his father. Chandler always has a bright smile, or at least a half smirk on his face and this has caused him to have a bit more of an innocent stereotype around the camp. Chandler is always wearing his camp shirt, his necklace with an impressive bead count, and his medic's badge. When training, Chandler simply uses standard Greek-inspired armor preferring dexterity to heavy plate. On his wrist is a finely crafted golden watch.

^{☼☼☼ ∞ Watch from Apollo. Also is able to hide his sword and shield.}

_Personality

Virtuous ♝ Empathetic ♝ Caring ♝ Haunted ♝ Perfectionist ♝ Layered ♝ Healing ♝ Playful ♝ OCD

One of a kind.

Though so is everyone when you get down to brass tacks. Chandler is a mesh of a few of his biggest influencers. His mother, his step-parents, teachers, and the campers of Half-blood. He's a very affable person, willing to give anyone a moment of his time to talk to and listen to what they have to say, although he doesn't go out of his way to talk to others unless they look like they could use the company. He plays at the edges of conversation, attentive and polite but non-engaging until directly addressed. He likes to find his place in a conversation before jumping in and taking stock of everyone else first. He doesn’t like the spotlight, preferring others to shine.

He's the honest type, not to a brutal level but he was raised to tell the truth and doesn't see the good in telling someone a lie. However, he isn't naive and can navigate white lies well enough. For the big stuff, he has a simple philosophy. He would rather someone tell him the truth than spare his feelings. To him, if he found out later it would make the situation worse knowing a friend told him something to protect his feelings.

As stated before Chandler prefers to skirt the edges of conversation which means he neither likes nor covets being the center of attention and as a result isn't really very assertive nor a push-over. Neither a leader nor a follower Chandler does his best to articulate his opinion on a situation and is very comfortable allowing someone else to make the final call, though he will argue his points if he believes in them strongly enough. He's a bit of an enigma with those things and this can make larger groups complicated for him if there’s not a regimented pecking order.

Chandler had a brief run-in with depression during his younger pre-teen years where he spent a lot of time on the street hustling and doing what he could to get by. He suffered greatly and was forced to grow up quickly. It used to be one of his greatest flaws and he still sometimes struggles with it though now he is a lot more secure about himself and focuses on that instead of the past. This also can be a detriment as he closes off when he does this, hyper-focusing on one issue to get through whatever triggered him.

Speaking of closing off, Chandler is quite an escapist when it comes to things he can't control. He was raised, when he was finally escorted to camp, in strict rules settings and when he was a young teen he rebelled heavily at every rule possible. He matured out of the tantrums and rule-breaking quickly though and instead started using music as a form of escapism when the world got too stressful or the walls started to close in. He has since evolved into using daydreams, and a form of meditation by watching others succeed.

Chandler skirts the line for the most part when it comes to his outward show of agreeableness. While overall cooperative, he can get quite competitive as well, with a need to prove himself manifesting from his childhood along with a shot of not wanting to let himself down. He's tactful and edges over the line to be too agreeable, as he does care a bit too much about what others think of him and how he presents himself. He's used to bullies, but it's the people who seem like they're friendly that he focuses on. What do they really think of him? This feeling isn't overwhelming but is always in the back of his mind as a thought during social engagements.

He is a very neat person, taking pride in the organization, cleanliness, and structure of all his activities. His room is almost always spotless and that is mirrored in his appearance, work, sports, and really all of his doings. While not to an unhealthy level of OCD, Chandler does have a system and can be thrown off if that system is disrupted or disturbed. He can often time be seen tidying up the Apollo cabin or the medical facilities.

Chandler is also an extremely sympathetic person, and his ability to be empathetic is far beyond his years. He respects even those who bully him or have bullied him and does his best not to judge. Temper sometimes gets the better of him and he will defend himself but he tends to feel bad about it later and always tries to mend broken fences instead of leaving planks lying on the ground. He's highly analytical and likes to think of the many reasons why something occurred instead of allowing his emotions to boil over. He's not perfect though, and when he does lose control it takes a bit to regain it, almost like a solar flare. He’s extremely neutral, trying to make all sides of an argument feel like they’ve ‘won’ and his ability to mediate is unnatural.

Speaking of anger though, Chandler for the most part rarely does get angry. A combination of his empathy and analytical mind. Throw in a few other ingredients such as his escapist attitude and control over himself and you have a relatively stable and cooled-down person. Don’t let that fool you, however. Though hard to do, if you do manage to piss off this child of Apollo, you had better prepare your aloe vera and sunblock because you will get burned.

There are a lot of dueling factors with his personality. He’s calm and pacifying while also being brave and assertive. He’s fun and lighthearted while also being intelligent, logical, and grounded. He’s laidback while also being responsible and hardworking. He’s insecure but not melodramatic. He’s very caring and protective but not pushy.

_History

Biography

In Germany, there is a lovely city of Cologne, and within that city exists the neighborhood of Deutz. Within this neighborhood resides the Cresswell family, a family of professors, archaeologists, researchers, and academics. The Cresswell family prided themselves on being multi-cultured, boasting bloodlines to Norse, Greek, and Roman figures in history. This rich bloodline is what prompted the family business to be so heavily engrained in studying that rich history. One member however was going to get so much more. While on a dig in Greece, Claire Cresswell would meet one of the most charming and beautiful men she had ever met. She was entirely swept off her feet and after a few more drinks, some final comments, and an entire night spent under the stars and well... The rest is history.

Claire ended up becoming pregnant after the engagement. She knew that the child was special, knew somehow that the man she had been with was someone more. She was proven correct when the God visited her in Germany, a surprise visit to spend more time with this mortal he quite enjoyed time with. He hadn't been surprised to see she was pregnant and the two spent the entire week together, other than his quick absences to deal with 'business'. Knowing all of this made Claire not only grateful but willing to be a single mother with the promise of Apollo visiting when possible. She wasn't naive and knew that it would mostly be a solo job but so long as her child knew their father she would be content.

Chandler was born eight months later with no complications and radiating health. The doctors were even perplexed at how easy the birth had gone and studied the case for years to come, finding nothing. Chandler was moved to the Cresswell Manse a week later and began living life, which for a baby meant three things really. The picture of health followed him, and he grew from baby to toddler to pre-schooler. Lukas was a bright and energetic child, always having the energy to do some activity. And once he learned to walk, it was over for the poor young mother and the other members of the family, forced to chase the boy around the park.

Life was good but like all other good things, it eventually had to come down. Chandler was eight years old when Cresswell Manse caught fire and destroyed so much. Lukas was helped out by his nanny but his mother, along with most others perished from the fire or complications of smoke inhalation soon after. Out of the five Cresswell family members living in the Manse, one survived and was recovering from heavy burns in the hospital. The care of Chandler was transferred to a cadet branch of the family in New York.

The change was striking for the once carefree and life-loving boy. He took to silence mostly, keeping his thoughts to himself only speaking if directly spoken to or questioned. Slowly, ever so slowly he began to heal. It took two full years to get back to a semblance of what he was but once again the fates seemed to be against him. His Aunt and Uncle were killed in a car crash by a drunk driver on their way home from a show in the city. Chandler was once again taken from the home and placed with a foster family until other arrangements could be formed. On the first night, the ten-year-old ran away. It was a mistake of course, but for young Chandler, he just needed to get away.

It took time to adjust to life on the street. It was the worst time in his life, but he got through it. He was arrested a few months later and taken to the county juvenile center. Instead of the foster agency coming to get him, Chandler was given to his father... The introduction to the God of the Sun was a complicated mess of emotions and Chandler blew up on the God, almost literally, his powers beginning to manifest now that Apollo claimed him fully. It was quick which would tell anyone who knew young Demi-gods just how pissed off the boy was. All Apollo did was place a hand on the lad's shoulder and suddenly everything seemed so much better. Apollo spent the rest of the day talking and speaking with his son before meeting with his sister Artemis and a few of her huntresses in Central Park. Father and son took a few final moments before the huntresses escorted him to Camp Half-blood.

Once at camp, Chandler kept mostly to himself, becoming a rebel and bucking rules. A problem child he gave more than one Councillor and instructor headaches and had many people worried about him. But time is the ultimate healer and the routine of camp life helped scar over the rough patch and year after year Lukas got better and better. Even now, at Eighteen years of age, he hasn't totally gotten rid of everything. But with maturity comes closure and better ways of coping. Chandler just hopes that it's enough.

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"Whatever you were before, whatever you did before. Whatever happened before. You're now my Son, and I'm proud of you. I will keep you as safe as I can and will always be watching." — Apollo, Chandler's Father

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_{Cabin & Godly Parent}

Apollo. Cabin 5

Legacy

Sekhmet, Goddess of the hot desert sun, plague, chaos, war, and healing.

Fatal Flaw

Compassion. Chandler desires for everyone to live and has the drive to heal everyone of everything

Weapons

☼☼☼ ^∞ Alvitr and Goldscale, a Stygian Iron Spear and Shield Pair gifted to Chandler by Artemis.
☼☼☼ ^∞ Sunstrike A bow gifted from Apollo. Able to take the shape of any bow. Chandler currently uses Legolas' bow.

_{Demigod Abilities}

Demigod Abilities

☼☼☼ _{Biokinesis
Inheriting his father's ability in Biokinesis, this is Chandler's strongest ability by far. Within Biokinesis he is proficient in three sub-categories. First is the control and formation of disease: With this sub-power, Lukas can eliminate any disease from a patient he is able to touch or choose to inflict using the same method. The diseases and plagues he creates can be placed upon his arrows and spear. He is also able to create new diseases. His second sub-power is Hemokinesis: Chandler is able to slow, quicken, and otherwise manipulate blood flow, and can even stop it with intense concentration. Beyond this Chandler can change bloods makeup, Essentially allowing anyone to be a universal donor. He has been known to use this power to calm exceptionally tense situations by lowering blood pressure and 'relaxing' people. His third and final sub-power and by far the strongest is Vitakinesis: His ability to heal is influenced by more than just his father, his Egyptian Legacy coming into play to strengthen the potency. With a physical touch, Chandler is able to sense all current ailments and injuries on his patient, and then with a whispered prayer and a bit of singing, he can restore the patient back to optimum health, without scarring or residual damage. This ability is Lukas's most used, explored, and trained power. When healing his skin gains a slightly golden hue and his pupils turn to a golden amber color. It should be noted that Lukas's healing lowers in potency during the night or within locations such as the Underworld cut off from the Light. Within these locations, his healing takes a toll on his own life force.}

☼☼☼ _{Archery/Natural Aim
Like most other children of Apollo, Chandler's Archery is on point as is his ability to shoot a basketball, throw a football, baseball, or any other ranged projectile. His bow is his go-to weapon should he be required to fight.}

☼☼☼ _{Audiokinesis
Chandler has the ability to pick up any instrument and instantly know how to play it. He has perfect pitch, a deep knowledge of musical theory, and an amazing singing voice that all comes naturally to him. He hardly needs to practice. His aptitude also allows anyone who listens to hear what they would like the most even if he was singing or playing something that person usually hated. This ability is also known to be able to induce slight emotion based on the hearer's feelings at the time and what they hear.}

☼☼☼ _{Photokinesis
A limited power at the moment for Chandler, but one that at times can be potent. The general application is that Chandler always seems to have a natural tan whether he spends time in the sun or not. His skin has a golden sheen of health surrounding it and can appear bronze-like in direct sunlight. His hair can sometimes be described as sun-like or 'waves of gold'. The active application is Chandler's ability to store the sunlight in his body and release it in a large burst around him. Chandler currently has no control over this power whatsoever and it has only manifested in times of emotional turmoil for him, or when he grows angry. The pure bursts of sunlight though are exceedingly powerful and dangerous.}

Misc Information

☼☼☼ Lukas is a multilingual individual & is fluent in not only English, but also German, Greek, and is learning Spanish.
☼☼☼ Can't stand Snakes due to a Curse on the Apollo kids.
☼☼☼ Is known to be able to quote any Monty Python skit from memory with voices.
☼☼☼ Secretly loves playing tank roles in games instead of Healers.
☼☼☼ Goes above and beyond for the younger campers.
☼☼☼ Will randomly break into songs, usually Disney-related.

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_{Walker Scobell | darkorchid}

"If you can't convince them confuse them." —Harry S. Truman

Caleb Noah Lawson, Son of Hera

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_Name

Caleb Noah Lawson
^{◈◈◈ Pipsqueak
◈◈◈ Empty. For now}

_Age

13-Years-Old; July 10th

_Gender

Male

_{Sexual Orientation}

Who knows, he doesn't

_{Relationship Status}

Single

_Ethnicity

American melting pot/Greek

_{Years at Camp Half-Blood}

Has yet to arrive at camp

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"Punch my face
Do it 'cause I like the pain
Every time you curse my name
I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen
Knock me out
Kick me when I'm on the ground
It's only gonna let you down
Come the lightning and the thunder
You're the one who'll suffer"

— Alec Benjamin, Boy in the Bubble

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_Appearance

Shorter than almost everyone, with his favorite quote being that 'babies are bigger than me' Caleb is a prime target for bullies. He has curly blonde hair, bright ocean-blue eyes, and an innocent look that he has used on more than one occasion to get out of trouble. Being short for his age also means he's not the fittest kid on the block. Or even in the Town. All in all, Caleb is just a regular kid trying to get through life.

_Personality

Energetic ♟ Charming ♟ Intelligent ♟ Perceptive ♟ Witty ♟ Devious ♟ Compulsive ♟ Mischievous ♟ Fearless

A bundle of non-stop energy. When one first meets Caleb one might be surprised at how quickly he moves, and does simple everyday activities. A simple stroll across the room to pick up a ball or plate turns into a superhero roll complete with its own soundtrack. His mind is just as quick, firing off rapid witty one-line zingers with total innocence on his face. He is exceptionally charming, especially with adults who only take in his cherubic appearance and inability to sit still. Very intelligent, Caleb can easily and rapidly take in information and come up with a plan or counter to it. But processing the information is only half of what is fascinating about watching Caleb. He's quite perceptive, taking in things that most would just pass off as nothing. There's a wittiness to him, a snark that tells everyone that he is quite confident in himself and he doesn't really care what you think.

_History

Biography

Caleb's life has been. Complicated. Or at least, the last year or so has been. At the start, everything was relatively normal. He was born slightly premature but healthy to two loving parents in Colorado. His mother, Claire was a Pediatric nurse working the third shift at the very hospital where Caleb was born, and his father, Justin was a Police Lieutenant. Caleb was raised normally, in a very loving home and he was happy. But a lot of things were going on behind the scenes and his parents are important because they are the primary reason that things have recently become much, much more complicated. It all started with Justin and Claire deciding they wanted to try for a child and finding out that they couldn't due to Claire's past car accident. This launched a five-year journey of struggle as the couple sought various other alternatives and ended when Hera found the father in a bar, attempted to tempt him (in order to punish him), and then when rebuffed, rewarded him.

Taking a peacock feather and burning it she mixed in her blood and formed a spark of magic within the Claire. This spark would turn into a child 9 months later in a simple and baffling medical turn of events. Caleb was raised in a happy home full of laughs and love but fate is never kind and tragedy followed any child with the blood of a demi-god. On Caleb's twelfth birthday, his father was killed in a standoff with a robbery suspect and sacrificed his life to save the innocent bystanders. And worst yet the emotional turmoil activated Caleb's suppressed powers and due to his lineage, made him a target. His name was instantly sent to Camp Half-Blood as a priority recruitment target. It's unknown how it's done but it was Hera has cursed Mr. D in the past.

For now, Caleb continues to live his life, attempting to get over the death of his hero and about to be shoved into an entirely new world. Good luck kid, you're going to need it.

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"No matter where you are, no matter what you're doing your father will be right there with you. You are his future, and he and I couldn't be more proud. Everything is going to change, but you're so strong." — Claire Lawson, Caleb's Mother

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_{Cabin & Godly Parent}

Hera. Cabin 2

Legacy

None, Hera doesn't share.

Fatal Flaw

Snarkiness. Caleb, while cute and adorable can easily be rebuffed by those that don't know that his snark is his shield from the trauma he's experienced from losing his father and his emotions in general. It can be hard to make friends.

Weapons

◈◈◈ ^{None yet.}

_{Demigod Abilities}

Demigod Abilities (Upon Claiming)

◈◈◈ _{Elemental Mastery
Able to wield and control the elements of the Home. Fire, Water, Plants/Earth, and the Air due to Hera's place as Goddess of the Sky. Caleb's control of the elements is simple, the element must be currently present and he is unable to create them. It should be noted that Electricity and lightning are strictly off-limits. While the applications of this power are incredibly varying and adaptive the definition is quite simple.}

◈◈◈ _{Extreme Strength and Durability
Many people forget that it was Hera, not Zeus who granted Heracles his extreme strength. They forget that it was Hera who fought many of the battles of the Trojan War against the opposing gods for the Greeks. Hera is ready to set the record straight and has once again given out her power. Caleb has the strength of Heracles and the Durability of Achilles from his mother and while his looks don't show it, will be a true terror upon the battlefield as he grows.}

◈◈◈ _{Curses
Like his mother, if someone hurts him his wrath can be truly terrible as Caleb is able to craft a curse to place upon that person. The type of curse and power all depends on how badly the person hurt Caleb and can reign from simple unfortunate or annoying circumstances to truly debilitating effects. On monsters, this ability is amplified.}

◈◈◈ _{Charmspeak
Caleb's manifestation of this power has to do with being in command or giving commands. This power activates to cause Caleb's orders to be exceptionally difficult to ignore and when following them, individuals gain an increase in their resolve and spirit when following the commands. Additionally, this power activates when Caleb attempts to get out of trouble, his natural charm mixing with his power to make it very hard to stay mad at him or punish him.}

Misc Information

◈◈◈ Has yet to actually arrive at Camp or even know about his heritage.
◈◈◈ Is constantly picked on for his size and attitude.
◈◈◈ Is REALLY good at video games, particularly MOBA's like League of Legends.

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_{Manu Rios | DBA901}

"Hold on to what is good, Even if it's a handful of earth. Hold on to what you believe, Even if it's a tree that stands by itself. Hold on to what you must do, Even if it's a long way from here. Hold on to your life, Even if it's easier to let go. Hold on to my hand, Even if someday I'll be gone away from you." —Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator 1830 - 1890

Tristin Colby Burnett, Son of Poseidon

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_Name

Tristin Colby Burnett
^{🌙🌊🌀 Tris(t)
🌙🌊🌀 Weatherman
🌙🌊🌀 Horse Whisperer}

_Age

18-Years-Old; December 8th

_Gender

Male

_{Sexual Orientation}

Pansexual. Personality over Gender

_{Relationship Status}

Single

_Ethnicity

Native American/Greek/German

_{Years at Camp Half-Blood}

Tristin has received 9 beads and will be gaining his tenth this year.

"'This River runs for Miles
As a kid, knew every inch of it
Then life swept me away
Pulled me down below the tide
into the deep"

— We Architects & Robbie Rosen', Waterfall

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_Appearance

Standing at exactly six feet, Tristin is what many would call respectable in all measurements. Not over or under, but just sort of sitting in the middle ground. His eyes are what most people find the most striking of his appearance. They are a sea foam shade that tends to swap from blue and green depending on the light, but with either color, they shine like the sun off the waves of the sea. Tristin enjoys simple current-era clothing but opts for the typical Greek Armor though his is made for more ease of movement than heavy protection. He bases the look on the Myrmidons of Greek history and has formed his own group of campers that he calls his 'Companions' which is a call to the cavalry of Alexander the Great. Tristin has a typical swimmer's build with just a bit more definition than mass but overall is quite athletic.

^{🌙🌊🌀 ∞ Watch from Poseidon. This watch allows for a sword and shield to be manifested into Tristin's hands, and when used in tandem with the Necklace the sword can be turned into a spear or trident at will, the weapon flowing with water to form the new object. If the Trident or Spear is thrown it will dissolve into water after hitting and doing damage and reappear in Tristin's hand once more.
🌙🌊🌀 ∞ Necklace from Poseidon. Disguises his Spear, but also enhances the previous gift. The Necklace was given to Tristin after six years in camp.}

_Personality

Adaptable 🌩 Calm 🌩 Centered 🌩 Disciplined 🌩 Focused 🌩 Perceptive 🌩 Defensive 🌩 Merciless 🌩 Intense

Described by some campers as the personification of a Hurricane, Tristin is generally a very relaxed and calm person. Never raising his voice, getting upset, or being baited into a fight. But if you threaten him, the people he loves, animals, or the safety of the camp then you better be ready to ride the full fury of this son of the sea. Unique in that when he unleashes his full powers he remains in total control of himself and his powers, Tristin has worked constantly and non-stop to get the degree of discipline possible to do such. He is truly the eye of the storm when in action, and he has even been noted as sometimes causing singular storm clouds to appear and rain over a single individual and only them. Tristin is a very perceptive and understanding person as well. He can generally tell when things aren't or are good though he rarely speaks on them. He likes to instead just be a supportive presence, like an ocean breeze coming into the beach. He's hard to understand, as mysterious as the depths of the sea, and just as deep. He's suffered a lot of pain in his short life but seems intent on not letting that stop him. He has had relationships with a few other campers but nothing has stuck thus far.

_History

Biography

Tristin was born in the panhandle of Texas to the Burnett family. His mother, Claire was the matriarch to the ranching legends and the wife to John Burnett, although John was not his father. No, Tristin's father was one Poseidon, the Greek God, and one who deeply loved Claire after the two met when Claire was staying with her sister in Corpus Christi. A very truthful person, Claire confided in her husband John that Tristin wasn't his though didn't explain just who the boy's father truly was. Tristin, being the first son of the family was technically the heir, though Tristin was never treated as such. His father gave him the basics of attention when he was a baby but left him to his mother for the most part. Claire passed away when Tristin was five, leaving a gaping hole for the young boy and one that to this day hasn't been filled. His father despised him and instead preferred to spend all his time finding a new woman to replace Claire with and to have a child he could use to replace Tristin. The boy was thrown to the Cowboy's and their wives to deal with and so Tristin was raised by 'the village' so to speak of the Four 6's ranch.

By all accounts, this is what formed Tristin into the man he is today. The constant work, many lessons, and comradery of all the older cowboy's made Tristin feel like he did belong and wasn't just a mistake. The hole was still there, but the pain was able to be ignored, and Tristin was able to grow without having it eat him alive. When he was eight though, strange things began to occur on the Ranch. Reports of strange animals were given. Cattle, horses, and some men were being found injured and in the animal's case, dead. Posse's of cowboy volunteers were sent out but all they could find were weird footprints that didn't match any native predator to Texas. But then, on one Stormy night while Tristin was sleeping the home he was staying at for that week was smashed by a powerful storm. The cowboy and his wife who was lodging Tristin were killed, and Tristin went missing.

All of this was the 'other' world interacting with those who couldn't see past the mist, however. What actually happened was that Poseidon, Lord of Storms sent the wind, rain, and lightning to cover a Satyr and a Black haired boy to rescue his son whom he was unable to reach so far inland. The satyr and boy had to fight off a rather nasty Minotaur but in the end, did manage to save Tristin and escorted him to the camp themselves. The dark-haired boy introduced himself as Percy, his older brother, and told the eight-year-old Tristin all about just who he was and who his father was as well. A letter was sent to the ranch informing John of what transpired and that 'friends of Tristin's mother' had come to find and were caring for the boy now. No letter of disputation came afterward. More or less a ward of the Camp, Tristin came to call it home and truly loved every second he was there. He excelled in training, enjoyed the rigid structure as it reminded him of his cowboy duties, and even started gaining popularity with other campers. So much so that a few years prior Tristin formed a unit of campers that banded together to form the 'Companions' a group dedicated to the defense of each other, the camp, and demi-gods everywhere.

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"You have had to overcome so much. Have had to go at it alone and for that, I'm truly sorry. I can't promise that your life will get easier but I can promise you that I will always be with you from here on out." — Poseidon, Tristin's Father

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_{Cabin & Godly Parent}

Poseidon. Cabin 3

Legacy

Paháh, Comanche Supreme Deity of the Sky, Sun, and Moon.

Fatal Flaw

Mercilessness: If someone has wronged him, threatened him, or hurt him then he will destroy them. He isn't one to offer second chances and is VERY hard to win over if you've done something against him or the institutions he stands for.

Weapons

🌙🌊🌀 ^∞ Cerulean Edge, a Celestial Bronze Sword gifted to Tristin by Percy Jackson, his older brother, from his father, Poseidon.
🌙🌊🌀 ^∞ Propýrgio A shield whose name is Bastion in Greek. This shield is gifted to Tristin by Percy Jackson, his older brother, from his father, Poseidon. The shield is crafted of Celestial Bronze and was the twin to the Shield used by Achilles and forged by Hephaestus.
🌙🌊🌀 ^∞ Cerulean Edge, a Celestial Bronze Sword gifted to Tristin by Percy Jackson, his older brother, from his father, Poseidon. The sword is able to shift forms from Sword to Spear and back as needed thanks to the necklace gifted to Tristin by Poseidon.

_{Demigod Abilities}

Demigod Abilities

🌙🌊🌀 _{Atmokinesis
Considered his most powerful ability, Tristin is capable of creating truly powerful and significant Storms. It is important to note that while his storms may produce Lightning, Tristin has no control over the Lightning itself and can merely create the environment for it. Tristin has gained immense control over this power and can use it offensively, defensively, or simply annoy his friends by forming a rain cloud above their heads and making it follow them around. He has been known to use storm clouds and fog to disguise his cavalry movements or charges. Once in the thick of combat, Tristin uses the Storm to prevent himself from being surrounded, able to take on enemies one by one instead of all at once. While once based on his emotional state, Tristin is now able to totally control the intensity of the storms he summons at will. It is believed the unnatural power of his storms is the result of his Legacy as the Comanche supreme deity was the ruler of the Skies, sun, and moon.}

🌙🌊🌀 _{Hydokinesis
The ability to manipulate and control water with one's mind. Tristin can will himself to stay dry in wet places, extract water from various sources, create oxygen bubbles, harden the water to create shields, and generally manipulate the liquid into anything. At one point while on a quest, Tristin used this power to forcibly drown a monster who almost killed his fellow quest mate. The kill is still whispered about as a rather merciless use of Hydrokinesis. Tristin is also able to use this power to heal and strengthen but seems to be limited to only himself or the people he has a strong emotional attachment to. Larger and more serious injuries need more time to heal than others. Unlike his half-brother, Tristin is unable to generate his own water and must use what's readily available to him however Tristin's hydrokinetic powers, through exhaustive training and discipline can be used on things moving as fast as rain.}

🌙🌊🌀 _{Communication
Tristin is able to communicate with underwater life as well as equine creatures. This gift seems to specialize with equines and not only is he able to telepathically communicate with them, he is able to form exceedingly close bonds with them to where the two seem to act as one.}

🌙🌊🌀 _{Sun and Moon
As the Legacy of the Comanche supreme deity Tristin is able to function at his peak in both daytime and night. Furthermore, using the rays of either the sun or moon he may teleport to where those rays are shining upon. Tristin can also manipulate those rays to become larger and encompass himself where he gains even more power. Unique to the Moon, Tristin is able to manipulate the tides and to manipulate gravity briefly. Unique to the Sun, Tristin is able to manipulate the magnetic fields around him, as well as control UV rays.}

🌙🌊🌀 _{Enhanced
All Demigod Children have enhanced Physiologies. Strength, Speed, Agility, Reflexes, Stamina, Durability, Senses, and Recuperation. However, the children of the Big 3 have these to a larger extent.}

Misc Information

🌙🌊🌀 Tristin is a multilingual individual & is fluent in not only English, but also German, Greek, and Spanish.
🌙🌊🌀 Spends a LOT of time at the Stables.
🌙🌊🌀 Is more than willing to spend time with younger campers to assist or help.
🌙🌊🌀 Is one of the first to volunteer for any retrieval quest, and likes to help new demi-gods adapt.
🌙🌊🌀 Goes far and beyond for lesser combat-skilled campers. He and his Companions deliberately pick the weaker sides in camp activities to help them.
🌙🌊🌀 His favorite place is on the beach.

A Song Of Ice And Fire : The Swords And Stars

_{Collab with @Almalthia & @Apoalo}

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The sea had always called to Pheynix, or Nix as she was called by those close to her. All bodies of water really. Her mother referred to her as a 'little sea dragon'; quite irritating now that she was grown. It made her feel infantile. She was twenty. Not an infant.

Sighing as she leaned against the ship rail watching the ship, Swift Lady, cut through the water. The spray barely reached her boots with tiny droplets that rolled off the oiled leather.

“LAND HO!!" The bellow came from far above the deck of the cog that Nix stood on. The consensus was that land was close since the gulls had started screaming at them. So the crew that had been impatient cheered to be relieved of their sea legs for a short while.

Nix straightened up standing so that the tips of her fingers were the last to leave the railing and she pushed gently swaying with the ship. The breeze picked up as the sun started to set and they would be landing in Dragonstone in about a half hour, possibly less if the breeze picked up and a cross current didn’t foil their landing. One could never be sure with islands.

A terrifying scream that was unearthly shattered the sounds of the crew who froze for a moment. The setting sun striking the stone molded to look like dragons gave off a menacing aura for a moment. Nix scanned the sky as much as she could to see the dragon that had made that trumpet. To her it sounded like it was grieving, but that must be Nix's imagination.

Men froze then scrambled to their duties of getting the ship ready to drop anchor and row in. Meanwhile Nix, rather distracted with pondering about a dragon, trance-like stepped out of sailors' way seemingly at the last possible moment. As the wind lifted the locks of hair that had come down out of the tight braids she had wrestled it into she pulled one of the braids over her shoulder. The heavy, thick braid shone ebony in the setting sun with a strand of snow white running through it. She stroked the reminder of her heritage and smiled.

Tossing her thick braid back over her shoulder Nix felt and heard it side across her back with a soft swish. The dress and jacket were the house colors, a deep ebony and a rich purple silk that had an iridescent shimmer. The collar was high and circled her long pale throat pinned at her clavicle with the house sigil of a shooting star blended with a bird that resembled a swan crossed with a raptor. The jacket sleeves were long and fitted to the wrist with an overlay of delicate smoke colored lace designed to look like smoke. The dress itself was fitted snugly to Nix's frame to her hips then spilled down like a waterfall, stopping mid calf in the front and floor length in the back. The hem covered the tops of the boots she had on.

A smaller childlike hand fitted in Nix's and brought the woman back from her daydreaming over what it took to build the imposing fortress. “Nixie was that a dragon?" Looking down at her sister Cassiopeia and smiling into her sea blue eyes, Nix leaned over and kissed the top of the child’s head.

“Yes." Nix rested her cheek on the girl’s head. “One of many. I hear that every one of our Targaryen cousins has one. And before you ask, we're not here to trade for a dragon egg. Mother would have my hide." She smiled as Cassiopeia pouted mockingly.

While Nix and Cassiopeia talked dragons, the two other Rahl children missed the dragoncall, as the sound of steel meeting steel was too loud. Below the main deck, Castor had deemed the area a practice 'field' during his and his siblings' journey. That was where he currently stood, clad in training weights to simulate armor and brandishing Shadowfang. His opponent was his younger brother Pyxis who didn't seem to really understand what he was doing. Pyxis simply stood, sword pointed upwards and outward and tried his best to slap at the Valyrian blade. "No, no Pix. You gotta move your blade where your enemy is GOING to move it, and not where it currently is. Try and think about the different attack angles and outsmart them." Pyxis simply shrugged and lowered his sword, walking over to his brother and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm just not a fighter Castor. But that's OK, you got enough for the both of us. We should probably go and get ready to be presented to civil society, we'll be at Dragonstone soon and Nix will kill you if you show up in your fighting clothes." The younger brother had an easy tone about him, and a soft smile that seemed to tell you that he was right. Castor for his part just sighed and nodded a few times.

"You're right of course." Castor looked over to his various instructors and bowed toward them. "Gentleman, thank you for your training today. I still find something new to consider with every spar." The group of instructors just chuckled and shook their heads. They were a peculiar lot, with all different backgrounds. Ser Jeorry Redmont was a Knight of Westeros who had come close to being considered as a Kingsguard and who left the continent sometime after that to pursue new ways of fighting. Ilyro Saer was the opposite style, a water dancer of Braavos who had trained many fighters who eventually went on to compete and even gain the title of First Sword. Saavhos was a gladiator of the fighting pits of Meereen and had a more personal hand to hand style used with spiked knuckles. Zheirdas Shaqui, a Ghiscari Legionnaire preferring a spear and shield style and finally a native to Volantis who had been Castor's sworn shield since birth, Tychonos Orloris. The group began to pick up various weapons as Castor and Pyxis left, and would no doubt put the training area back to shipshape.

The two Rahl brothers made their way to their shared room and washed up as best as possible, each ignoring the cold water and then dressing in their family colors. Castor opted for a more elegant choice, his purple tunic made with the exotic and expensive silks of the East. A black leather robe-jacket was worn overtop, the buttons all gold and engraved with the Rahl sigil, the purple from his shirt peeking out at the neck. A heavy belt went around his waist, tied and knotted tightly to carry the weight of first the Valyrian sword Shadowfang, and then two separate knives. A gauche at Castor's right, and a more curved and wicked looking throwing knife behind his back. Castor didn't even bother with his hair, the cursed mess of pale blonde did what it wished and only got messier if the Rahl attempted to tame it.

The boys now ready, they walked onto deck just as the final approach was being made to Dragonstone. Finding their sisters wasn't difficult as the four of them truly stuck out from the sailors despite the Rahl colors and sigil being all too common on the ship. Castor moved to his eldest sister and smiled happily at her. "So, it seems that we've finally arrived in Westeros. The edges I'll admit, but it feels weird to finally be at a place you've only read about."

“True. We shall have to take the long boats ashore. Seems Dragonstone was made more for flying in than boating. Rather proud of those dragons are they not?" Nix rolled her eyes and Cassie giggled. “Alright we have a few things that the sailors can not fit into one trip. So multiple trips it is. We are all going on the first trip."

All four of the siblings climbed into the long boat and set off for the row into Dragonstone. As the shore came closer into view Nix scanned the sea and shore to see who had come to greet them. Upon seeing the singular Valyrian man with a couple of guards and a handful of servants; Nix looked over at Castor with her eyebrow arched in speculation. This was not the welcome they had anticipated, and the enthusiasm -or lack thereof- was rather disconcerting. The Valyrian man was tall and lean with long white hair dressed in black. His grave countenance made the Rahl siblings look to each other then back at the waiting party.

Edwell Celtigar watched the long boat pull up with the Rahl children within it. He silently admitted wryly that they were a captivating bunch and that he wished that he were a younger unmarried man as his gaze covertly roamed over the young woman with raven hair. The calm blank faces that gazed back at him were almost unnerving especially when compared to the wariness of the sailors that pulled the boats ashore. The two males had more of the Valyrian look with the silvery blonde hair. The younger of the two had sea colored eyes that were both blue and green, as if they did not want to be tied to one color. Coltish and lean the boy looked like he only had a few years before he would be close to his older brother’s height.

As Edwell set his sights upon the elder of the brothers, he saw the full force of the Rahl’s Valyrian heritage. The man, for that is what he was, was tall and graceful with a wiry build. The pale hair that topped his head was disheveled in a way that looked like he had just risen from the attentions of a young woman. Violet eyes were intent on Edwell’s own orchid color as Edwell greeted them. “My apologies to the House of Rahl. We have not had good tidings of late. I am Edwell Celtigar, Lord of Driftmark.”

"Indeed, our cousins always have liked their dragons. I can't honestly blame them but still I imagine supplying the island a nightmare with constant trips with longboats." Despite his words, Castor was deeply impressed with the formidable looking fortress that stood before them. Even from the sea it was imposing and Castor vaguely recalled the year of its construction. "We'll go first and take Guilermo or Seb so they can see where our rooms will be and direct our belongings." It was phrased as a question and as a statement, the way that Castor and his sister Nix communicated. Each knew that they could seemingly override one statement and suggest another. If agreed upon the matter was dropped, if not then it would go back and forth doing other activities. It was quite intriguing to watch but most of the time the two of them agreed.

In any regard, Castor and Pyxis found themselves being rowed to Dragonstone. Pyxis had a blank expression on his face but Castor could tell that the boy was impressed and taking in every single detail. Pyxis was the kind of boy that would look at each segment of the wall and try and determine which mine in old Valyria it came from all while silently being a beacon of calmness to everyone else around him. Castor envied his brother a little for that. Castor himself struggled to remain inwardly calm unless his sword was bared and in the middle of a fight. It seemed that only then was he truly alive. Though, he supposed that he did also like to just have fun, but it was different, almost like a thin sheet placed over top of Castor's true nature.

He was broken out of his thoughts when the ship landed and he almost revealed his true shock as he realized their welcome was quite Individualistic. Castor realized he had unconsciously locked eyes with this individual and as Edwell introduced himself Castor nodded respectfully and stepped off the Longboat. "I understand, while it is unfortunate that we could be greeted by our hosts, our family more than understands that at the end of the day family comes first. I thank you for introduction I am Castor Rahl and allow me to introduce to you Pheynix, Cassiopeia, and Pyxis Rahl." Castor indicated each of his siblings as he introduced them and then tilted his head to the right. "We have been traveling nonstop since Braavos, and are looking forward to having ground under our feet again. You mentioned bad tidings, what news do you have for us?"

Edwell sighed heavily as if the news weighed heavily on him, which it did. "The Crowned Prince Aegon, heir to the Iron Throne, and his bride Rhaena were attacked. Aegon was wounded and died. King Aenys has also passed."

Cassie's hand flew to cover her mouth as Nix turned her sister to cover her reaction. Stroking Cassie's hair in a soothing gesture, Nix looked up at Edwell, her large golden green gaze like a cat's in the fading light. With her raven hair and cat eyes Edwell thought she could be the picture of Nymeria from ages long past. Until you took in the classically pale complexion and angular features that screamed Valyrian which were only softened by her sex. She was almost an opposite of her brother, Castor, as if two sides to the same coin. One side in light, the other in shadow. Pheynix Rahl stood as tall as the Princess Melyssanthi or the Dowager Queen Visyena but rather than their svelte figures the Rahl girl was voluptuous and willowy.

As the Rahl girls turned to give Cassie a moment to compose herself Edwell also noted that the younger girl, Cassiopeia, would also turn out to be a real beauty. Her hair was a deep mahogany color and her complexion like her sister's was as pale as moonlight. Eyes that had shone with tears before Pheynix had turned her. Edwell could only say that they looked to be a deep blue. The family as a whole were striking each in their own way. He sucked in a breath at the dramatic streak of pure snow white that was divided and ran through Pheynix’s braids.

Looking over her shoulder at Edwell and noting the direction of his eyes, Nix recalled that she had wanted to wrap her braids around her head like a crown. Everyone was startled by her hair. She liked to think it was her mother’s stamp on her since she looked so much like her father’s side of the family. Ever the diplomat Nix rubbed her sister’s arms. “Lord Edwell, our condolences for your loss. We shall express our condolences to the family in person." Nix indicated the imposing fortress above them.

The things were gathered and the stairs were negotiated. Swiftly the trunks disappear to rooms that have been prepared. Nix nodded to Guilermo and Seb as they cast looks of question at both her and Castor. She knew that Castor had already spoken to the two of them and that they already had a plan. Cassie thankfully had composed herself and though mournful for their Targareyn cousins was not openly weeping. The quick spate of tears that the girl had was enough for the present. She would be better till she saw the family Nix was sure.

Ah, that would explain the lack of a large welcome and the overall somber mood that seemed to smother the area. Pyxis for his part nodded sadly and then kept his face blank. Castor didn't even nod and instead gave a sigh and glanced back to see if the second Longboat was about to arrive. He returned his attention just as Pheynix spoke and he quickly added his own words as was expected. "I share my sister's regrets and hope that our presence might be a small distraction and perhaps even offer some comfort if at all possible." Pyxis gave a nod of approval as if a voiceless echo.

The four were escorted up into Dragonstone proper, and then separated. Pyxis and Castor were taken to one shared room which seemed quite large and well furnished which meant it was obviously suited to noble visitors. Castor could only chuckle as he looked over to his younger brother and pointed to the larger bed. "That one will be mine." Pyxis merely plopped down on the other bed, having already thought what Castor was going to say. The two then looked to the door where a servant had curtsied and cleared her throat.

"Pardon me My Lords but did you require anything while waiting for an audience? Food? A bath?" The servant's eyes couldn't help but linger on Castor as she spoke and her cheeks might've even reddened a bit.

"Ah, for the moment I believe we are OK. Thank you, just let us know when we are prepared."

The girls had been escorted to their rooms just as the boys had been. They were also asked if they needed anything. Nix smirked at Cassie. "Baths. And no matter what our brothers told you they need one too. Sea baths do not get you clean." Nix grinned as they waited for their baths to be drawn.

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A Song Of Ice And Fire : The Swords And Stars

Ser Ryam Redwyne

Ryam Redwyne

_Ser

Age

17, born 24AC

Appearance

Ryam stands tall, at 6'5", and was at one time an awkward gangly kid that more resembled a young horse than boy. But in the last three years, his muscles have filled in and made the Redwyne lad much broader. Ryam was always athletic, liking to run during the morning as the sun came up. Many of his family spoke in whispers of the transformation the lad had and more than one has told their father to prepare for the letters of suitors.

Ryam has a head of closely cut red hair that lays lazily and rarely requires a lot of styling. His skin is a mix of pale and 'red tan' which, thanks to constant sunburns has darkened and freckled. The Knight carries himself well, his stance and gait measured with purpose and never overdone. In fact, nothing on him is done to be flashy or draw attention. When he rarely isn't in armor, Ryam wears a simple tunic of silver, blue, or red, along with black breeches. And depending on if he's lounging or appearing in court changes whether the clothing is loosely fitted or not.

Ryam wears a suit of custom-fitted armor engraved with the sigil of the Redwyne house and that is the only engraving he allows. Unlike many Knights who attempt to blind their enemies with their flair, Ryam keeps his armor simple and optimized to do its job instead of looking pretty. In fact, his most garish belonging is an ornately engraved shield, homage to and with respect to the Lords Tyrell to which Ryam and his family swear fealty, in a very public show of loyalty. Aside from the shield, Ryam also has a tabard and helmet plume with the colors of his House, and the young man finishes his look with a shoulder-clasped cloak that is a deep dark blue with the burgundy grapes of the House Redwyne once again on display.

Description & Biography

Even as a young man, Ser Ryam Redwyne is exactly what one thinks of when one thinks of a Knight. Tall, broad-shouldered, and confident but also polite, empathetic, and understanding. Ryam grew up rather normally for a Lordling, running about the Arbor and getting the education afforded to children of privilege. But even as a child, Ryam understood and saw the divide between those with land and those without. Ryam never cared for those borders, however, making friends with all, including the peasants. He routinely invited ragamuffins from around the area to the estate and would play 'Knights' or 'war' all day and then invite them to eat.

A very bright child, Ryam excelled in his studies but had a particular knack for logistics, smaller-scale military tactics, and politics. Ryam had a nature about him that exuded confidence in himself even though it was tinged with inexperience and a desire to learn. Ryam loved to sit in meetings with his father and even help give judgment on some of the issues that came forward. The Redwyne came to enjoy court and saw it as the mission of those in the positions to help should. He was a firm advocate for his servants and tried his best to do what he could to make it easier for them. His room servants never had to worry about making or unmaking his bed, nor draw water for baths, nor preparing his clothing. Ryam got his own food, even helping carry other plates and he never accepted someone fetching anything for him. In fact, most of his 'servants' had nothing to do except other duties or rest.

When he turned nine, Ryam was sent to squire for Robin Darklyn who was serving as a member of the Kingsguard. Ryam learned a lot under Robin, who was an exceptional swordsman. Ryam barely took a single win in the countless practices but Robin constantly praised the lad and told any who would listen that the Redwyne would be dangerous as he grew older. Other than martial skills in the sword, lance, horse, and weapons of war Ryam also learned a lot about the court and how the Targaryen's operated. The young boy was enamored by the multitude of people and the many different personalities.

As he had in the Arbor, Ryam spent a lot of time when not training or attending to Robin in the streets of the budding city. He liked to discreetly assist where he could and always tried to help settle disputes where he could. Not many people cared what a teenager thought but one day, the lad stumbled and found himself falling face-first into the Sheath and Dagger, an establishment often called a brothel. The squire turned a deep shade of scarlet and turned to leave before being called out to by the proprietor. The Flame of Lys became a friend, the two taking walks through the streets and the woman taught Ryam much about how to spot liars and the shadier types.

In 37 AC the Vulture King launched an attack on the Stormlands. Robin and Ryam were sent to assist where they could and arrived just before Orys Baratheon took to battle. It was Ryam's first time ever experiencing war beyond the stories and it shocked the young man. He acquitted himself well and even saved Robin from a group of archers by taking a large kite shield and rushing in front of his Knight. The battle and scenes changed the young man, and he took on a quieter and more mature countenance. The boy was truly becoming a man. Ryam and Robin then assisted in the Vulture hunt and then Ryam was allowed leave to return to his family, accompanying Lady Vittoria Tyrell back to first Horn Hill, then Highgarden, and then the Arbor. Ryam always enjoyed spending time with his cousins and supported them wholeheartedly.

Wishing to accompany his cousin in her hunt for pirates, Ryam instead had to stick to his duty and instead returned to Kings Landing and his Knight who told the young man that he had taught him just about all that he could and that it was now up to Ryam to decide when he was ready and to simply conduct himself how the Redwyne believed a Knight should.

Barely a year later, when Ryam was just about to turn sixteen he participated in a tourney and won both the melee and the joust. Some people whispered that the competition wasn't nearly as impressive but despite this Ryam earned his Knighthood and the now Ser Ryam Redwyne stood after taking his vows with a look of fierce determination and measured acceptance. Ryam returned to his family, commissioned a set of armor, spent some time checking in with his old friends in the Arbor, and then set off for the Reach with a raven going before him to his cousin Vittoria, requesting the opportunity to join the Order of the Golden Rose.

And it is within the Order that Ryam continues his Knighthood, always looking to do good and never breaking his chivalric oaths. He has recently been in discussion to possibly take on the young Garett Tyrell as his own squire and the prospect both excites and worries the young man.

A Song Of Ice And Fire : The Swords And Stars

Ser Ryam Redwyne

Ryam Redwyne

_Ser

Age

28, born 13AC

Appearance

Ryam stands tall, at 6'5", and was at one time an awkward gangly kid that more resembled a young horse than boy. But in the last three years, his muscles have filled in and made the Redwyne lad much broader. Ryam was always athletic, liking to run during the morning as the sun came up. Many of his family spoke in whispers of the transformation the lad had and more than one has told their father to prepare for the letters of suitors.

Ryam has a head of closely cut red hair that lays lazily and rarely requires a lot of styling. His skin is a mix of pale and 'red tan' which, thanks to constant sunburns has darkened and freckled. The Knight carries himself well, his stance and gait measured with purpose and never overdone. In fact, nothing on him is done to be flashy or draw attention. When he rarely isn't in armor, Ryam wears a simple tunic of silver, blue, or red, along with black breeches. And depending on if he's lounging or appearing in court changes whether the clothing is loosely fitted or not.

Ryam wears a suit of custom-fitted armor engraved with the sigil of the Redwyne house and that is the only engraving he allows. Unlike many Knights who attempt to blind their enemies with their flair, Ryam keeps his armor simple and optimized to do its job instead of looking pretty. In fact, his most garish belonging is an ornately engraved shield, homage to and with respect to the Lords Tyrell to which Ryam and his family swear fealty, in a very public show of loyalty. Aside from the shield, Ryam also has a tabard and helmet plume with the colors of his House, and the young man finishes his look with a shoulder-clasped cloak that is a deep dark blue with the burgundy grapes of the House Redwyne once again on display.

Description & Biography

Even as a young man, Ser Ryam Redwyne is exactly what one thinks of when one thinks of a Knight. Tall, broad-shouldered, and confident but also polite, empathetic, and understanding. Ryam grew up rather normally for a Lordling, running about the Arbor and getting the education afforded to children of privilege. But even as a child, Ryam understood and saw the divide between those with land and those without. Ryam never cared for those borders, however, making friends with all, including the peasants. He routinely invited ragamuffins from around the area to the estate and would play 'Knights' or 'war' all day and then invite them to eat.

A very bright child, Ryam excelled in his studies but had a particular knack for logistics, smaller-scale military tactics, and politics. Ryam had a nature about him that exuded confidence in himself even though it was tinged with inexperience and a desire to learn. Ryam loved to sit in meetings with his father and even help give judgment on some of the issues that came forward. The Redwyne came to enjoy court and saw it as the mission of those in the positions to help should. He was a firm advocate for his servants and tried his best to do what he could to make it easier for them. His room servants never had to worry about making or unmaking his bed, nor draw water for baths, nor preparing his clothing. Ryam got his own food, even helping carry other plates and he never accepted someone fetching anything for him. In fact, most of his 'servants' had nothing to do except other duties or rest.

When he turned nine, Ryam was sent to squire for Robin Darklyn who was serving as a member of the Kingsguard. Ryam learned a lot under Robin, who was an exceptional swordsman. Ryam barely took a single win in the countless practices but Robin constantly praised the lad and told any who would listen that the Redwyne would be dangerous as he grew older. Other than martial skills in the sword, lance, horse, and weapons of war Ryam also learned a lot about the court and how the Targaryen's operated. The young boy was enamored by the multitude of people and the many different personalities.

As he had in the Arbor, Ryam spent a lot of time when not training or attending to Robin in the streets of the budding city. He liked to discreetly assist where he could and always tried to help settle disputes where he could. Not many people cared what a teenager thought but one day, the lad stumbled and found himself falling face-first into the Sheath and Dagger, an establishment often called a brothel. The squire turned a deep shade of scarlet and turned to leave before being called out to by the proprietor. The Flame of Lys became a friend, the two taking walks through the streets and the woman taught Ryam much about how to spot liars and the shadier types.

In 37 AC the Vulture King launched an attack on the Stormlands. Robin and Ryam were sent to assist where they could and arrived just before Orys Baratheon took to battle. It was Ryam's first time ever experiencing war beyond the stories and it shocked the young man. He acquitted himself well and even saved Robin from a group of archers by taking a large kite shield and rushing in front of his Knight. The battle and scenes changed the young man, and he took on a quieter and more mature countenance. The boy was truly becoming a man. Ryam and Robin then assisted in the Vulture hunt and then Ryam was allowed leave to return to his family, accompanying Lady Vittoria Tyrell back to first Horn Hill, then Highgarden, and then the Arbor. Ryam always enjoyed spending time with his cousins and supported them wholeheartedly.

Wishing to accompany his cousin in her hunt for pirates, Ryam instead had to stick to his duty and instead returned to Kings Landing and his Knight who told the young man that he had taught him just about all that he could and that it was now up to Ryam to decide when he was ready and to simply conduct himself how the Redwyne believed a Knight should.

Barely a year later, when Ryam was just about to turn sixteen he participated in a tourney and won both the melee and the joust. Some people whispered that the competition wasn't nearly as impressive but despite this Ryam earned his Knighthood and the now Ser Ryam Redwyne stood after taking his vows with a look of fierce determination and measured acceptance. Ryam returned to his family, commissioned a set of armor, spent some time checking in with his old friends in the Arbor, and then set off for the Reach with a raven going before him to his cousin Vittoria, requesting the opportunity to join the Order of the Golden Rose.

And it is within the Order that Ryam continues his Knighthood, always looking to do good and never breaking his chivalric oaths. He has recently been in discussion to possibly take on the young Garett Tyrell as his own squire and the prospect both excites and worries the young man.