With immense talent for drawing up both blueprints and plans; Ky' vie has an absolute love for tinkering with parts, building machines and other items from scratch, and for fixing broken things that others come to her for help with; whether it be as simple as fixing hair curler for the Aphrodite kids, or something more complex such as cars or motorbikes which have been custom ordered by those in the camp, or living outside of it who have heard of her skill.

Growing up under the loving care of her mothers parents, Ky was always a sweet and kind young girl. Forming a stronger relationship with the guys of the group rather than the girls, the young Australian learning from a young age how to look after and defend herself. Hanging out with the guys helped her to grow into a beautiful, confident young lady. Wanting to do her best and help her family in anyway she could, she threw herself into her studies, raising her grades so that she could make her grandparents proud of who she was becoming. Deciding that it was time for their granddaughter to become a woman of her own, her grandparents sat her down telling her the truth about her past their wishes for her to seek out and live within the camp that her father had spoken to them about many times. Reluctantly she packed her bags saying goodbye to her family before heading off for a new life within Camp Half-blood where she met her several people who welcomed and accepted her for who she was. After a year of arriving in the camp the close knit group of friends decided it was time to travel packing their things into the back of her newly build car before they set out to travel around unknowingly putting a target on their backs and causing them to land in a hell they never believed they would get out of; the Goddess Ate unintentionally teaching them that they needed to be more careful about what they do.

After what seemed like days of torture, Ky woke up finding herself in the infirmary surrounded by the Apollo children who worked tirelessly to keep the pain of her injuries at a bare minimum; just another reminder of what their lives would have in store for them all. Soon after getting back to a normal daily routine Ky pushed herself into her work growing closer and closer to one of her friends who had been by her side since day one in the camp, the two of them eventually giving into their feelings for each other and beginning a relationship. After a year, one trip back to her hometown and the loss of grandfather caused a strain on their relationship and in turn caused the love of her life to walk out and leave the camp to be with his family, leaving her on her own once more with those she thought were friends moving on with their lives one by one. At the loss of her last known family, her grandmother, she flew back home for the last time knowing that once she had set all affairs in order she would no longer be able to return to the place she grew up into the loving arms of people she once knew. Now a mature polite young teenager, Ky stepped out of the safety walls of the place she had called home and back into the world nervous to rejoin camp and mess things up for her family who are watching over her. Slipping back into a semi-normal daily routine she tries her best to keep out of trouble and reform the bonds she once had while forgetting the love she once shared, knowing that it wasn't meant to be.

Due to her father being a horrible cook, Niesha has exceptional skills with cooking.

Interested in many ways of fighting, Niesha grew up learning karate, boxing, and some street hand to hand fighting, as well as fencing.

She enjoys reading, and writing, and has a little skill in drawing..

Left on her father's doorstep by her mother, Athena, Niesha, elder of the twins, could be seen snuggling closer to her brother Michael. Under their blanket with them was a letter, sealed with Athena’s mark. Athena rang the doorbell, and left her children to their father. Before the door was opened, she stooped and kissed both babies, before disappearing.

Their father took them in, and Niesha grew up in a relatively normal household. Never alone, always with her brother, Niesha always knew there was something different about them, yet she didn’t let this bother her. She had her brother, what else did she need? Displaying skill in the after school activities that she showed interest in, their father allowed such activities to occur, becoming as involved in them as the twins themselves.

Their father was a constant in their lives, always making them feel loved and wanted. He had a good job that let him be there when they woke up, and be there when they got home from school. He instilled responsibilities into them, insisting that they get a part time job, and telling them to put their money aside. Niesha got a job working at the school’s library. She knew where every book was, and could quote from many of them. She even started writing her own book, until six months before their 16th birthday, their father fell ill, soon diagnosised with Cancer. Their father fought hard, and was soon clear of the deadly disease, but it fell to Niesha to develop more mundane home life skills, taking over more and more of the cooking, cleaning and household management.

A couple of months before their 17th birthday, Niesha found an injured owlet, and took it home, caring for it until it was able to live on its own, however the owl chose to stay with Niesha, and followed her around everywhere.

On their 17th birthday, their father set them down and showed them the letter their mother had left with them, telling their father they were his children, and that one day they would come to the camp, when the time was right. There was a half blurred sentence, perhaps were a tear or two had fallen I love them, but they’ll have a better life with you at the end of the letter, and a signature. He showed them the seal, and said they should go to the camp. He had noticed the weird happenings around them, but hadn’t wanted to give them up. Now, after receiving another diagnosis of Cancer, he knew he was only holding onto them for himself.

They went off to the camp, not knowing their father was dying.

He has skills with weapons, however he has more talent for games of strategy then fighting abilities.

He has a world of knowledge inside his mind, and can access it quickly, via an almost photographic memory.

Left on his father's doorstep by his mother, Athena, Michael, younger of the twins, could be seen being comforted by his sister, Niesha. Under their blanket with them was a letter, sealed with Athena’s mark. Athena rang the doorbell, and left her children to their father. Before the door was opened, she stooped and kissed both babies, before disappearing.

Their father took them in, and Michael grew up in a relatively normal household. Never alone, alwas with his sister, Michael always knew there was something different about them. This bothered him, as he felt he should be more interactive with the other boys at school, however he never let this show. Displaying skill in the afterschool activities that she showed interest in, their father allowed such activities to occur, becoming as involved in them as the twins themselves.

Their father was a constant in their lives, always making them feel loved and wanted. He had a good job that let him be there when they woke up, and be there when they got home from school. He instilled responsibilities into them, insisting that they get a part time job, and telling them to put their money aside. Michael got a job working at a bookstore, where he just about fell in love. A discount? He was in heaven. He did well at his job, and soon it seemed like he had a book store in his own room, shelves upon shelves were covered with books, until six months before their 16th birthday, their father fell ill, soon diagnosed with Cancer. Their father fought hard, and was soon clear of the deadly disease, it fell to Michael to earn a little bit more money to keep them fed, clothed and with a roof over their heads. This didn’t bother Michael, as he enjoyed his work.

A couple of months before their 17th birthday, Michael adopted an abandoned Puppy, which soon grew to twice its size in a matter of weeks. He named the puppy Moe, and trained him well, soon the dog could take up half his bed, and was a constant comfort to Michael, who had difficulties adjusting to their fathers disease, the heavy load of school work he had to constantly catch up on , and his increased work looked.

On their 17th birthday, their father set them down and showed them the letter their mother had left with them, telling their father they were his children, and that one day they would come to the camp, when the time was right. There was a half blurred sentence, perhaps were a tear or two had fallen I love them, but they’ll have a better life with you at the end of the letter, and a signature. He showed them the seal, and said they should go to the camp. He had noticed the weird happenings around them, but hadn’t wanted to give them up. Now, after receiving another diagnosis of Cancer, he knew he was only holding onto them for himself.

They went off to the camp, and Michael knew their father was dying, yet he keeps this knowledge from Niesha, knowing it would just about destroy her.

Reading
Drawing
Archery

Born nine months after her father left her mother, Kalinda grew up thinking her her father was merely a doctor who left for a new job. Her mother kept this as the story she told her, never revealing the truth to Kalinda, merely hoping it was a crazy story she would never have to tell her daughter. Her mother worked in a medical clinic as a receptionist, and it was there she told Kalinda she met her father. She gave Kalinda everything she could, trying desperately to be both parents to Kalinda and she did well. Every year for her birthday and Christmas, Kalinda was sent a present from her father, things a child would like. A stuffed bear, a trinket bracelet, marbles, things like that. She treasured them, but by far her favorite was the Ferret, Chaos, given to her on her 16th birthday.

Her mother worked hard to make sure Kalinda went to good schools. Kalinda was a friendly person, and she made friends easily. She joined many after school activities and sports, and was generally well liked. When she was 13 her mother told her about the camp, and during the summer holidays, Kalinda became a part time camper, learning about what she could do, and who she was.

However when Kalinda was 18 when her mother died in a car accident. From there she fell into a cycle of depression. Her friends tried to help, but it didn’t seem to help. She became reckless, and did whatever came to mind for her. She fell in with a bad crowd, began to take drugs, and began to drink, using a fake ID to get whatever she wanted, and seemed to leave the camp for good.

Finally though her friends tracked her down, worried about they essentially shoved her into rehab, and one of them was always with her, and so she never had a choice but to clean up her act. Finally she returned to her home, and began to clean out her mother's stuff, in it she found a letter addressed to my darling daughter in her mothers hand writing.

She has never revealed what was in that letter, but Kalinda returned to camp, and became a full time camper.

Play video games
read
draw comics
play sports

to be done

Play video games
read
write
play sports

Born in California, Imogen’s mother never once tried to hide the fact that her father was nowhere around, and was perhaps far away. She didn’t give Imogen much information about her father, other than the fact that he was a good looking guy who treated her well. Imogen has no memories of her father.

Home schooled from a young age, Imogen nevertheless had many social activities, from theatre, to karate, to book club and singing. She was quite a friendly person, and soon had a nice circle of friends. When she turned 11, Imogen first entered the official school system, and thrilled for it, imogen spent a few months in a normal school environment.

Until strange things began to happen, almost dangerous things, and her mother sat her down one day, explaining what she was, and all about the camp. However, imogen decided to stick it out for a few months more, until her mother was badly hurt in a strange incident. Deciding that she had to do what was right by her mother, Imogen made her way to Camp Half-Blood, enrolling full time at the camp. Revealed that she was the daughter of Poseidon.