[CHAR] Camp Half Blood

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Current Characters:

Lyre Costela - Apollo
Oliver Yue - Hecate
Vanessa Casey - Hades
Penelope Le Faye - Hades

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Name:
Lyre Costela

Age:
17

Parents:
Father: Apollo
Mother: Aria Costela

Personality:
Lyre is a very bubbly and outgoing girl. She always tries her best to look on the bright side, but even she has her bad days. She has to be reminded on those days to be as bright as the sun when the clouds cross the sky. She does come back eventually, but it can be harder than other times depending on what pulled the clouds overhead.
She is also a determined girl. When she sets her mind on something, she will do everything she can to make sure she gets it done. Sometimes she becomes too focused, leading to nights where she tires herself out and passes out. She is known to be too dedicated and will forget to do essentials things like sleep and eat.
She is quite intelligent, but manages to come across as coincided and overly confident. She's managed to pull facts out of tin air and be fairly close to what was the truthful fact. She also tends to think of other as lower than her.
She can be overly confident, and can get upset if she fails. She is very ambitious and can be full of herself. Sometimes she can be hotheaded. When she gets to that point, it's better to stay back for fear of what she'll do.

History:
Lyre was born to Aria Costela on July 23rd. Her mother was a popular classical musician who decided to name her daughter after the instrument Lyre in honor of her father, Apollo. She grew up in the city, trying to be a musician like her parents, learning guitar,piano, and many other instruments. By the time she was 10, she had become a talented girl determined to perform onstage, until her recital was interrupted by a monster. She managed to find her way to Camp Half Blood after that incident with hints and a little help from Apollo, not wanting to bring any harm to her mother or her friends. She's spent most of her time at camp for the past 7 years, and treats it as if it's her own home.

Specialties/Talents:
-Archery
-Music
-Healing

Other:

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Name:
Oliver Yue

Age:
17

Parents:
Hecate

Personality:
Oliver is generally a pretty quiet sort of guy who prefers to observe things from the side rather than actively participate. It's not that he doesn't enjoy group activities, or any of that sort of more loud and involved activities (like Capture the Flag, for instance), it's just that he happens to operate at a pace that's slower than the norm around Camp Half-Blood. He strolls rather than walk, his pace always languid and at ease. He enjoys being surrounded by his fellow camp-mates, but would much prefer to sit on the grass and read a book.

However, that is not to say that he's antisocial. On the contrary, Oliver is a very easy person to talk to, and has quite a cheeky sense of humour. He'll gladly practice sword-fighting or archery or the like, but not without a good push (or literal drag away from his damn book).

He can sometimes take things too easy, and is generally difficult to faze - which has annoyed people before. With a very go-with-the-flow attitude, he isn't competitive at all and doesn't appear to have much of a drive to do anything very productive.

History:
Oliver's father was a traditional Chinese herbalist and acupuncturist, which often struck Oliver as kind of a weird choice of mate when he learnt that his mother was Hecate. But, after much consideration, he figured it wasn't all that surprising. All that mixing of strange herbs and animal parts, the talks about energies and the like - they all seemed right up his mom's alley in some way. Either way, Oliver was never all too bothered by it. He'd grown up as a normal kid, going to school and the like, always seeming to ace Chemistry, funny enough. He struggled in school, and would much prefer help his Dad out in their herb store in the middle of Chinatown, weighing out appropriate amounts of herbs, grinding them up into fine powders and prescribing them to customers.

When he turned fifteen, his Dad finally saw it time for him to learn of his true heritage, after realizing that conventional public school wasn't going to do his son any favours. Apparently, Hecate had left some instructions to his Dad, who then followed those instructions and carted him off to Camp Half-Blood.

Prior to arriving at Camp Half-Blood, Oliver had never encountered anything magical - which was probably thanks to his mother's less-than-major status amongst the Olympians, so he found himself caught up in some sort of a culture shock upon arrival. But even that shock only lasted a week or so before he found himself feeling more at home than anywhere else. He immediately perused the library, reading up as much as he could about his new life, his mother and, of course, what powers he was apparently born with.

Specialties/Talents:
Magical Potion Brewing
Control of the Mist
Archery

Other:
He really enjoys using his powers to prank people more than any actual serious, practical use. Contemplating starting an underground business of selling his home-made line of "elixirs".

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@StandardKangaroo Gladly accepted, love the history for him!

[Daggerskull]

Name: Daniel Harris
Age: 15
Parents: Ananke

Personality:

Daniel is as goth and emo as you'll get. Having the god of inevitability as your dad can really have that effect. He is completely anti-social, therefore comes across as rude. However, at heart he is a nice person with a lot om his mind. He will always try his hardest at any activity that's put in front of him, and is, at worst, mediocre at almost anything.

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Give me the week, and I'll have this fully filled out. Probably.

Abilities: Daniel's time frame is a second ahead of everyone else's, being the son of the goddess who created the fates, meaning he can dodge a lot of attacks. Although it can get slightly confusing. Also has mediocre manipulation of the mist.
Specialties/Talents: sword fighting (see above); stone skimming; rowing and sewing.
Other: if you want me to change his power due to god mod potential, I will do so quickly.

[SouffleGirl123]

Name:
Vanessa Charlotte Casey

Age:
17

Personality:

♦ level-headed ♦ realist ♦ silent ♦ caring

On appearance Vanessa can seem gloomy and downright pessimistic. However Vanessa isn't (usually) as gloomy as she seems. She isn't one to smile or laugh often, that's usually something that she only does when she is with her friends alone. She usually like to keep to herself or to a small group of people she's close with. She considers herself a level-head realist but her mind does often wander, sometimes from the likes of daydreaming, sometimes she just gets pushed into deep thought.

Vanessa was never surrounded by a large group of friends, probably never will be. When she was in school she was often that kid everyone would actively avoid for no good reason but at camp she has her father's reputation to thank for it. Vanessa has a big heart and is willing to share it with anyone who bothers to pay her some attention. She is very loyal and cares for her friends deeply, however, in her darkest moments she will push them away. As caring as she is she believes that one should take consequences for their actions and finds it hard to forgive those who mentally or physically hurt her, her family or her friends.

Vanessa is most definitely an introvert and isn't a fan of big parties, or even such gatherings (however she quite enjoys the campfire nights). She's quite intelligent, given not as much as a child of Athena but she was always an A/B student when she was in school. She usually doesn't judge quickly, or tries not to at least, that doesn't always work out for her unfortunately. She's the type of person who listens to both sides of the argument and silently analyses it before coming to a personal conclusion, however, she will be quick to stand up for her loved ones. She is generally mature and responsible but when she is alone with her friends she lets loose a bit, becomes more smiley and cheerful but, even then, she's quite closed up.

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Background:
Jane had been widowed almost 2 years when she met Hades that Spring. She had taken her sons Jacob and William (whom were 3 and 4 at the time) to a local cafe for lunch. Hades happened to be seated at the table next to them and William and Jacob (at their wide-eyed naive ages) decided they wanted to talk to the 'sad man' and made attempts to be his friend until their mother intercepted. The 2 got to chatting and meet up a couple of times before falling in love, well at least Jane did.

A few days before spring ended Hades revealed his identity to her and told her that he could not see her again, neither aware Jane fallen pregnant that night.

Nine month later Jane gave a long, painful birth to Vanessa. The family of four were well off enough. Even though all 3 kids always knew Vanessa 'didn't have a dad' they never took that into much thought. Growing up William and Jacob were very protective of their younger sister, of course they often teased and tormented each other as siblings do but if anyone else did so to her they'd have older boys to answer to.

Vanessa's family lived off Jane's deceased husband's earnings (as he was a doctor when he was alive) and always had what they needed. True, they didn't have a luxurious life but they had an education, full stomachs, a roof over their heads and a bit extra for special occasions. However money was getting tighter and tighter by the year and the family couldn't live off of a deceased man's earnings forever. It was evident Jane would have to return to her job as a nurse eventually but there wasn't anyone to look after the kids and at their young age she didn't want them home alone in the evening, that was when she met Michael.

Vanessa was 5 when Jane met Micheal and truthfully she quite liked the man. The two of them married 2 years on and Vanessa always saw Micheal as her father figure and often referred to him as her father other than her stepdad despite keeping her mother's maiden name.

When Vanessa was inching toward her tenth year her mother gave birth to yet another girl, Selina. Despite technicalities Selina was never to be referred to as Vanessa's half sister when she was around or she'd be quick to correct them.

Vanessa's mother passed when she was 11. A storm had hit and the rain pounded the roof of every house, every building and covered every road. Jane was on her way home from her job when the storm hit suddenly, the rain limiting the view of every driver so neither her or the man driving the truck noticed each other until it was too late. Despite the pleas of Jane in her will Micheal decided he couldn't, and didn't want to, care for all the children left to him despite his own by blood and sent the other three kids to a local foster care home as Jane had lost contact with her family years ago. Leaving Vanessa to feel betrayed by the man who had been her father in her eyes for the last few years. Ridden with guilt Micheal would often attempt to send money and presents to the kids but they were always returned, they didn't want anything to do with him.

When she was almost 12 she first summoned zombie-like figure from the underworld. It was an accident, obviously, but of course, how are you meant to explain that to the other tweens and teens who you shared a house with? So entitling her a freak they avoided any contact with her if possible but Vanessa didn't care, this opened a new possibility for her, maybe she could see her mother, at least long enough to say goodbye. As much as she tried, however, it never worked. What Vanessa didn't know was the random deaths and brutal killings in the area weren't coincidence, although she could not summon a 'zombie' for an overly long period of time with each spirit another monster was detecting her and, when she was 14 she was quickly taken to camp half-blood by a satyr, who has lived in the foster care for a couple of months, alongside a small group of harder-to-detect demigods who had been in the area trying to kill off the beasts in the city. Despite a visit to Olympus, Vanessa had never left camp half-blood since.

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Parents:Hades and Jane Casey

Abilities
Necromancy: Vanessa can summon 'ghost'/spirit from the Underworld. This is her strongest power, yet she still has a lot to learn. She can only summon one spirit at a time and, after a longer period of time, it starts to drain her energy. Of course, it's not a simple 'I want a spirit now' and one appears, she needs to focus hence making it difficult for her if people are around her and making sounds. She generally has to be within a few metres of the spirit's grave or place of death to summon them, she's working on summoning ghosts from further distances in hopes to see her mother once more.

Wealth detection: Vanessa only discovered she had a power relating to the wealth and riches part of Hades' power about halfway through her first year at Olympus Academy (was in also her prior year) so she is still weak when in comes to powers to do with such. Currently she can detect precious gems and metals in the soil below her. It has to be a decent-sized cluster for her to detect it unless she's really focus but she's sure she will improve. She cannot, however, summon these metals/gems and is unsure as to whether she ever will.

Early Judgement: Upon a person's last breath, as their soul departs their body for the underworld, Vanessa can predict, almost always accurately, where in the underworld they will go.

[Nightfury Kat]

Name: Penelope Le Faye

Age:
14

Parents:
Erin le Faye
Hades

Personality
She’s a little bit dark in her outlook on life - not a pessimist, but more realistic in the bleaker aspects of life. Growing up picked on by other kids more for the fact she lived next to a cemetery than her ‘peculiar’ nature of finding beauty in death, she has a little bit of a chip on her shoulder and didn’t actively seek socialization with other kids for quite some time. Communicating with others comes at a bit of difficulty for her because of this, and tends to make her a little hostile upon first approach. She prefers to be alone with Shadow, but will - reluctantly - work with others when the need arises. In such cases, although she may not be happy about working with others, she does work well with them and follows directions easily, even offering advice depending on the situation.

She is quick thinking, though not always the best ideas. It’s more working on instinct over actual planning, but it kept her alive thus far. If given the chance, she does prefer to sit back and study a situation to figure out her best tactic; doing so helps prevent her from going with her gut reaction to assume the worst and react hostilely. Getting a sarcastic or snippy response tends to be the best reaction she tends to give nine times out of ten.

Extremely Long History:

Born to a young widow, Penelope was always told she was the most special gift her mother ever received and that her father was a powerful man in a distant place. Although they lived with her mother’s brother in his shack next to the cemetery he tended, she never felt lonely. Looking out at those graves always brought her a bit of peace, even after the kids at school called her strange and bullied her for where she lived and the rumors that she helped her uncle dig the graves (which she did actually do via her abilities). Her mother kept telling her it was because they were jealous of how special she was and that one day her father would prove to her she was special.

Then war came, and her uncle left to fight. Her mother worked tirelessly to keep everything in order and provide for her child - working her seamstress job and tending the cemetery to cover for the absent caretaker. She did what she could to help, still doing the ‘heavy lifting’ of dealing with the graves.

That was when Penelope finally started asking why her father never sent presents or money to help her mother if he was such a powerful man. Her first present arrived - a stygian iron dagger with an onyx crystal in the hilt - appeared on her doorstep the morning of her twelfth birthday simply stating “For Penelope”. The second present came on her thirteenth birthday - a puppy her mother swore was a rottweiler - with a note saying “To help protect you from the dangers of the world.”

It was shortly after that when a man appeared at their doorstep. Penelope didn’t know who he was, but he warned her mother it was not safe for her anymore. He offered to take them both to his kingdom and keep them safe, but her mother refused - promising to make sure Penelope was safely away instead. A week later, her mother kissed her goodbye and sent her off into the Lotus Hotel.

She remained there as time passed, and only finally left a few months ago when someone claiming to be her mother came to get her. It wasn’t until she was outside the hotel and trying to understand why the city was so different that she realized this person wasn’t her mother; following her first instinct, she reacted to the perceived threat and ran. This only caused more trouble, as she not only tried to figure out why everything was so different - cars looked nothing like they had when she first went in - when she ran right into a pair of gorgons. If it hadn’t been for Shadow, and a pack of other similar dogs that seemed to come out of nowhere, she would have surely died.

Nothing made sense, and her panic over everything made her expect danger at every turn. So when a satyr found her learning that she had missed the better part of a century, she assumed he was there to attack. Shadow would have attacked if it hadn’t been for another monster attack, during which the satyr proved to be more ally than threat in helping take care of the threat. With that sorted out, though her not feeling any warmer toward the satyr mostly due to the whole overwhelming nature of the new situation, she reluctantly decided to follow him back to camp. It wasn’t an easy journey, but it helped her gain a bit better sense of her own strengths and limitations. As well as making one of her only friends in this century.

She’s only been at camp for one month at this point.

Specialties/Talents:

• She has control over shadows, mostly enough to make them darker or longer or move in odd ways at this time. She hasn’t played with this ability in a while, and before she started playing with it at home it was (and still is) reactive to her moods.
  The darker her mood, the more likely the shadows are to shift and try to encompass her (or the person causing her to be angry.) With practice, she’ll be able to manipulate it into solidified forms of shadows to use as weapons or shields.
  
  
  • She has only a small experience with Shadow Travel, and it leaves her completely exhausted when she attempts it.
  • A shadow perpetually follows her.
• Although she has no necromantic abilities, she is able to at least subconsciously ward off baleful spirits only outward of a twenty foot radius from her.
• As a child of Hades, she has a sensitivity to death and can sense if someone she has personal knowledge of (i.e. loved one or close friend) has died; if she has personal knowledge of a particular soul (such as a close friend or loved one) she can even locate that person in the Underworld if they are both in the Underworld at the same time. Both parts of this take a lot of concentration.
• She can control hellhounds and communicate with them. Eventually she'll be able to summon them at will, but for now they must be in the area to respond to her. (So, mostly just Shadow.)
• As a geokinesis user, she will be able to manipulate the earth by creating pits/fissures, creating walls/pillars of rocks, reshaping tunnels/rock and stone doors to meet her needs or even sealing them, and even manipulate the stone/rock to be as tough as the black walls of the underworld. Currently, she's only able to "dig holes".

Other:
She has a hell hound named Shadow that is roughly the size of a springer spaniel; she knows it’s a puppy and believes what she was told - that it is a rottweiler (she had never seen a real rottweiler so she doesn’t know the difference.)

She has a dagger, not magical aside from it being stygian iron, that she keeps in its sheath on her back.

As her mother and uncle were born in Ireland and grew up - for a decent amount anyways - in Ireland, she picked up their accent and still maintains the softest Irish lilt, which does get a lot stronger when frustrated.

[Nightfury Kat]

Name: Erik Penderghast

Age: 18

Parents:
Kaylee Penderghast
Ares

Personality:
First and foremost, he’s a cocky bastard. That’s not to say he’s not a nice guy or thoughtful, but he is arrogant when it comes to a lot of things, and most things turn into a competition for him. Most times he’s looking for something fun to do, which can typically involves flirting or picking fights or pulling pranks/being a hooligan or even all of them at the same time. He loves to laugh and socialize and be the center of attention. He has a short attention span if something boring is going on - worse than most demigods really - and is prone to wandering off in search of something more interesting to do.

Following that up, he’s a massive flirt, looking to chat it up with pretty much anything female. Even though he’s a flirt, he has a massive respect for women - often called the worst kind of sexist by his sisters since he will more often than not just jump into the defense of a female he believes to be in distress rather than assess the situation and see if she really does need help. Believing himself silver-tongued, he thinks fast on his feet and could generally talk his way into, out of, or through any situation - if he wanted to. Though generally suave and sometimes sophisticated, there are plenty of times times when his desire for fun gets the best of him and he ends up in a bad situation, which is generally more fun for him.

Despite all of this, he is fiercely defensive of his friends and will drop what he’s doing (even mid-activity) to go help a friend out. At times like that, he puts on his serious face and will do anything in his power to make his friend happy/help (or go beat the s**t out of whomever made his friend unhappy.) He might not be the smartest person, barely managing a C average in school (aside from gym), but he certainly is loyal and knows enough to listen to any plans presented him before acting. This doesn’t mean he actually uses any of them, but he will usually listen. Fighting, and making split second decisions on how to best instruct someone else in a fight, are in his blood after all.

History:
Erik grew up the youngest of three and the only boy. Thanks to looking mostly like his mom no one ever knew about the infidelity when she ended up having a one night stand after a particularly bad argument between her and her husband; Daniel was getting frustrated with what he called an over attentive nature toward her superior officer that seemed a bit more than just trying to do a good job. No one was the wiser, as they had always wanted a son, and it actually helped bring their relationship closer. She didn’t cheat anymore, and requested a transfer to a different base. This started their family getting bounced from one base to another almost every year (not literally, but that’s how it felt.)

Since they moved a bit when Erik was younger, there weren’t many problems from monsters, mostly just problems from him starting fights with other kids. When they finally did settle down when he was seven, he seemed to have been walking around with a target on his back. He lucked into defeating a few, thanks to his abilities and having picked up how to fight here and there from fights he picked/got into with other kids. It didn’t stop the monsters from coming, but before he could really figure out how much of a danger his family was in a satyr found him. The satyr brought him to camp for the summer, and upon arriving he called up his parents and explained everything. That was when he was nine. He didn’t even get claimed until he was eleven, despite the signs being there. Ever since he was nine he has been coming to camp for the summer. Three summers ago, he won the position of Ares Cabin Head and has maintained it for the past two years.

Specialties/Talents:
Excels at martial combat using nearly any weapon, as well as a wide variety of hand to hand combat styles.

He can transform any metal object, or existing weapon (examples: a wooden sword or a bow) into a weapon of his choosing; it will stay transformed for as long as he holds it, or as long as he concentrates on keeping it a weapon should he decide to throw it. Objects remain the material of which they are made, but take on a magical (celestial bronze) quality to them due to the nature of the transformation, allowing them to slay monsters. Although he can use this ability during a fight, it will add to how tired he is after the fight and the drain starts to wear at his energy/adrenaline levels the more he ends up doing it during a fight.

During a fight, the only thing there is for him is the fight; injuries become easily ignored and his strength grows greatly so long as his adrenaline is pumping hard. This only lasts for as long as the fight goes on, he finally must succumb to his injuries (such as being knocked unconscious), or his adrenaline has faded. After his adrenaline fades, he hits a major crash and all the energy used for fighting and all the injuries he ignored to fight become overly pronounced with all the consequences of fighting with an injury; usually this leaves him barely able to move when fighting through injury, and even barely conscious if combined with transforming his weapon more than once.

Other:
Give him names, dates, or facts to remember - and he’ll forget most of them immediately. It takes him a bit to remember a name when it’s someone he doesn’t have immediate regular contact with (i.e. his half-brothers and sisters); that’s why he assigns people nicknames based on a specific quality a person has. Once he does know someone’s real name, he tends to continue using the nickname, unless he really needs the person to do something/needs their attention. (If you have a request for a nickname Erik will call your character, please feel free to make it. Otherwise, we’ll make one up.)

[Saarebas]

"In this crazy world of ours it is good to know that we are in this together."

Name
Barry Elwood Groves
Counselor Big B
Big Bro

Age
19

Looks
Barry is a giant of a person, standing at 6'6" in height and having quite the burly body build. Admittedly he is a tad bit on the pudgy side, but don't be fooled under what he calls his "cushioning" he has a mound of unshakable muscle that paired with his large frame and broad shoulders makes him quite the titian sized demigod. He has lightly tanned skin from spending long hours in the sun, likewise he also has quite the accumulation of body hair most noticeably on his arms and chest. His eyes are a bright hazel, matching the color of a ripe wheat field, and holds a unmistakable gleam of joy in them. His hair is an assortment of rich dark brown curls that he usually keeps tied back. He has a tattoo of a blooming rose on his left shoulder. His usual attire is pretty simple, some sort of sleeveless T-shirt paired with some shorts and a set of sandals.

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Personality
The only thing bigger than Barry is his personality, everything he does he does to the fullest and with a huge smile on his face. There is no real off switch with Barry, especially when it comes to his humor, he will do everything in his power to put a smile on the faces of those around him. A giant man with a giant heart as he is described he is quite the caring person, he hates to see it when someone is upset and will make it his personal quest to help that person. He is the unofficial big brother of everyone at camp, having been there for so long he sees all the campers as his family and would do anything for. He is a incredibly passionate about many things in life, especially his gardening and cooking. Another one of his unofficial titles at camp is that of head chef, he can often be found cooking in the little makeshift kitchen he has set up in his cabin when he has down time, a lot of the campers are drawn to the smells often drifting from cabin four. He is also quite the eco warrior, he catches you littering you better be ready to have your ear talked off about protecting mother earth.

Parents
Demeter
Oscar "Big Daddy Oak" Groves

History
Demeter has always been known for being quite... funny when it came to picking her mortal lovers. Sure you have the talented farmer here or the skilled florist there, but you also have many men that just happened to have the right name like Gardener or Woods. You can only imagine the Goddess's pleasant surprise once she came across Oscar Groves, a genius botanist as well as a man with a last name that was right up her ally, and this is where Barry comes into the picture.

Barry's childhood was pretty peaceful for a demigod's, well as far as he knew. His father had set up shop in Hawaii and opened a little herbalist store by the name of "Big Daddy Oak's Grove" where he sold a whole assortment of plants that could help with any ailment you could imagine, the locals considered him a god send for all the medical attention he gave them. As for Barry growing up on the island he couldn't ask for anything more, long days playing under the sun with friends and even longer nights surfing the waves.

Unfortunately that all ended when he turned eight, it turned out that Daddy Oak had found a mixture of herbs that could mask a demigod's scent from monsters and had been using it to protect his son, but as Barry got older and stronger so did his godly scent eventually it got to the point that the mixture didn't work any more and with that came the monsters. Luckily Daddy Oak wasn't completely in the dark when it came to monsters, Demeter did make sure to give him the full story of who she was and the threats that Barry would face, so like his little monster repellent he was able to whip up some monster poison just the same. But it was after this first attack that Barry was told the truth about himself and who his mother was, it goes without saying that it was a lot for a child to take in.

It was around this time that a Satyr happened upon Barry and his father and offered to take him to a sanctuary for his kind, Camp Half-Blood. There was little room to turn the offer so after a teary eyed goodbye to his father Barry was off for the mainland. The journey was... less than uneventful, many a monsters found their way after the two, but the one good thing to come out of it was that Barry came across Omorfiá who the two quickly formed a unbreakable bond. Eventually the journey came to a end and Barry made it to Camp Half-Blood safe and sound, well as safe as he was. That was eleven years ago and since then Barry has worked his way into becoming the head of the Demeter cabin and one of the longest staying members of the camp.

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Specialties/Talents
"I have quite the green thumb."
As a child of Demeter Barry has an inherent control over the plants of the world, being able to make them flourish and thrive even in the most dire of situations. In his case he seems to have a even stronger control over the flora around him, being able to grow plants to staggeringly large size and bend them to his will in order to attack or hinder foes. His go to method of using this ability it to summon massive thorn covered roots from the earth.
"Sometimes it is good to slow down and smell the roses... and ask them for directions."
Barry has a kind of GPS built into him in the form of being able to sense his surroundings through the plant life around him. Be it a field of flowers or a crop of wheat if Barry slows down and concentrates he can in a way see through the plants. This is the main reason people fight to have the Demeter cabin on their team for capture the flag.
"Guess you can say I am the spiritual type."
Barry has some control over the spirits of nature, though it should be described as more of a sway really, many compare it to the children of Aphrodite charmspeaking but to a lesser extent. He can convince spirits like karpoi or nymphs to help him when need be and they are far more likely to help him than any other random demigod, but if he gives them a reason to say no they will just like any other person would. Later on if he further improves this skill he could possible even summon these spirits.
"Don't worry we have flower power to protect us!"
Barry's weapon of choice is a rather large shield with a rose decal that he is able to summon from the tattoo on his shoulder, it is appropriately been named flower power. If he loses it in battle he can resummons it from his shoulder but it will take a few moments.
"Bon Appétit, Grubs On!"
Barry is quite the talented chef that is able to cook nearly anything. Whatever you have a craving for he can make practically make with a snap of his fingers, anything from the sweetest of deserts to the healthiest veggie dishes. If you catch him during his down time you can probably talk him into cooking you something.
"Lets jam man!"
Though no wear nearly as gifted as the children of Apollo Barry does know his way around the strings. He can play the guitar pretty masterfully, but he prefers to stick to his ukulele.
"Surf's Up!"
Barry loves surfing and would do more of it if there were better waves at camp, but that doesn't stop him from trying every now and then.

Other
Omorfiá is Barry's best friend and a giant peach colored lion. She is a descendent of the Nemean lion, making her quite the tough cookie. Though some of the newer campers are scared of her she is a huge teddy bear once you get to know her.
When Barry isn't at camp he is usually attending his collage culinary classes.
He seems to be quite the hit with the nymphs around the camp, maybe it has to do with his way with nature, but it has gotten to the point that many of them have developed very obvious crushes on him. Funny enough this is the reason a lot of the camp's satyrs don't like him, who knew that the goat men were the jealous type.

[Bourgeoisie]

Name: Laurence Evans
Age: 17
Parents:
Mother - Ares
Mother - Julianne "Julie" Evans

Personality:

Laurence is unusual for a child of Ares. While most would think a child of Ares to be cruel, short tempered, and violent; Laurence himself seemingly defies those views. His entire being is about control. He restrains his naturally violence and cruel tendencies, often coming off as cold and indifferent rather than burning and vengeful. Though he fights with the same strength and ferocity as his siblings, he is calm and level headed in the middle of battle. He often conflicts with his half siblings, with them telling him to get his stick out of his ass, and him telling them to stop promulgating stereotypes.

Stemming from his tight emotional control, Laurence is also some what emotionally constipated. He has few friends among the camp, mostly due to him distancing himself from most of the other campers. He often is seen, when not beating the shit out of something in the arena, talking with the satyr who brought him to the camp. He also dislikes it when people try to pry into his life. He plays his cards close to his chest, and any attempts to force him to reveal them is met with a scowl and a glare so fierce that his eyes appear catch fire. This is followed by a feeling of rising temperatures, before he closes his eyes and calms himself. This extends also to anyone who tries to pry into other peoples' lives, and notably despises gossip.

The way Laurence releases his pent up aggression and emotions is through physical activity, so he is often seen performing exhaustive exercises the entire day. It also lends him the image of a battle junkie, since he spends so much time in the sparring arena. His style is a seeming whirlwind of metal and limbs, a hurricane in motion, always in motion. This is where his parentage shows through, whether he is skewering a dummy on his spear, whirling around to break the neck of another with his heavy shield, or throwing a fellow demigod on the wrestling mat.

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History:

Staff Sergerant Julianne "Julie" Evans, callsign MACHO (Man in A CHick's bOdy), caught the attention of Ares after being shot down during a mission. Her tenacity and toughness drew the god of war to the women. After she was rescued, Ares seduced the married women. Nine months, a divorce, and a discharge later, Laurence was born. The first time he proved he was his father's son was at his birth, when his powers caused a fist fight to happen in the room between the doctor and a nurse. These bouts of violence only increased in frequency and, well, violence. In turn, Laurence reined in his emotions to control his powers to make sure no one else would get hurt. This lead him to be expelled from many schools, as well as him and his mother being kicked out of many homes for irritating the owners and drawing violence. Even when firmly in control, his power still seeps through effecting those around him, save for his mother who is the only mortal he knows who is unaffected by it.

The first time Laurence can remember of ever being different was when in his first grade year, when he instigated a brawl in the lunchroom when another child had started bullying him for his ADHD and dyslexia. He started crying, and the bully in turn punched him in the face. The issue was further aggravated when the adults were also affected by the power and joined the brawl. The event was suppressed, but that was the first time Laurence can remember him ever using any of his powers.

He came to Camp Halfblood when his was 10, after being sent their under the guise of community service by his anger management counselor, a satyr. He made a name for himself as a child of Ares that didn't act like one. His half-siblings really didn't know what to make of him, and so treated him how they treated everyone; roughly. He rose among his siblings, distinguishing himself for his levelheadedness and his combat ability. He doesn't attend full time, coming back every summer and winter break, but he acts as a set of eyes and ears for the camp during the school year.

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Specialties/Talents:

- Extensive Combat Ability: As a child of Ares, he is naturally skilled in all manners of combat. He has a natural inclination and instinct to fighting, mastering skills and styles in record time. He personally leans towards a spear and shield, but is just as capable in swordsmanship and martial arts. This also extends to him being able to analyze and dissect his opponent's fighting style, finding weaknesses and allowing him to map out his moves many steps ahead.

- Telumkinesis: Laurence has the ability to manipulate weapons. Clarisse had the ability to turn arrows to rubber for instance. Laurence's are a little bit more subtle, like adding a little too much stress to a bow string to cause it to snap, dulling the edge of a sword enough to allow him to safely grab it and wrench it from his enemies hands, or even causing jams in firearms that prevent their usage.

- Odikinesis: The ability to manipulate feelings and emotions of war (i.e. Hate, Rage, Spite). Though most children of Are have this ability to a slight degree, Laurence's ability is such to a degree to incite violent riots from even the most minimal of resentment. His powers do nothing if there are no negative feelings, but will aggravate stress, annoyance and other minor feelings into full blown rage if left unchecked.

-Meditation and emotional control techiniques- A means to rein in his powers, Laurence is quite familiar with ways to control his emotions, often being sent to emotional counseling due to them.

Other:

[Gate Keeper]

Cato Ortega

Looks:

Name: Cato Ortega
Age: 18
Parents: Hermes
Personality:

Clever, but oddly... straightforward for a Hermes. Cato doesn't fit the normal stereotype of trickery and mischeif that most of his brothers and sisters represent- at least that is what he pretends. He tends to reign in his urges for more practical purposes than just entertainment, though he isn't above joining in on someone elses scheme. One has to bond with their siblings after all.

History:

Cato was born in Houston, Texas, but after numerous issues in different schools he has lived across the United States. He was a cross country star, an excelled in most sports throughout school- until a few related incidents caused his mother to encourage him to... allow other students to enjoy themselves. His identity was never hidden from him as he grew older, and his mother did what she could to prepare him for his life. When he turned fourteen he was sent to camp half-blood, as his scent was becoming too strong to mask.

Though he had no idea what he was expecting, Cato felt at home fairly quickly on arrival. He embraced both the culture and the challenges that came with it. The biggest shock was that other people could actually compete with him. Though he has never been called on a quest by the oracle, Cato has been fairly content with life as it stands. Camp Half-Blood is not just a training ground, to him it has become a home away from home.

Specialties/Talents:
-Highly Athletic

As a child of Hermes, Cato is highly athletic- reliably less physically strong than the children of Ares, but perhaps better rounded in other aspects.

-Tireless

Though his speed is not particularly special among half-bloods, Cato inherited a portion of his father's endurance, which by human standards is quite large indeed. Cato can hike at a grueling pace all day with a full pack, and go to bed feeling only moderately tired.

-Good with Money

Nothing amazing, just mental aptitude and good instincts.

-Can sense Tricks/Traps

"I have a bad feeling about this..."

Other:
Has his fathers smile.
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