Natsu

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location:E4 -> E6 (In a tree)

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A lot of things happened very quickly, and very painfully. As Kristin was grappled, he was electrocuted, and he did not like that one bit. Taking a knee from the pain, another spark zoomed past his head, lucky for him. As he stood, he watched another bolt glade towards him, and locked eyes the demigod attacking him, shrugging off the bolt like it was nothing. "If you throw another lightning bolt at me." He said, drawing up his shield, with and even tone in his voice, "I'm gonna have to stop being nice." It was at that point the forth both came and he winced in pain. "Fine. Mean it is then." He said, staggering forward.

With that, he ran to the tree housing Andy, and tried something he'd never done before; climbing it. This was hilarious to watch. The twelve year old hugged the tree, and flailed his arms against it with confidence. However, confidence aside, he fell on his back, unable to get up the tree. Huffing, he glared up at her, stood up, and tried harder. Effort seemed to be the missing ingredient, as he found his way up the tree this time, breathing heavily as he did so. On the same level with Andy, he smiled and said, "Hello, My name is Arthur. I'd very much like it if you stopped that." He was being playful, knowing the lighting wasn't meant to offend, and that this was all part of a game. Still, there was only so much electricity a boy could take.

🦄 Tartarean Strands - Chapter 1: The Collision

Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Character Summary

Name: Bartholomew James Rosecliff
Age: 24
Starting RP: Darker Than Black, The Paradoxical Emendation
Birth Place: Los Angeles
Gender: Male
Languages: English, Mandarin, Demotic, Old Saxon, Scottish Gaelic, Mycenaean

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Appearance

Height: 6'1"
Weight: 160 pounds
Build: Well fed, but not overweight. He has a runner's body, muscles present and visible, though not over proportioned
Eyes: Emerald green, ovular.
Hair: Natural blonde. His hair is the definition of organized chaos, a kind of messy that's so consistent it looks to be on purpose. It goes out to about an inch and a half, and has a course and rough look and feel.
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None to speak of

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Psychology

Intelligent * Overeager * Charming * Curious * Determined * Naive

Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Every major achievement in Bart's life can be attributed to his natural curiosity. He is almost clinically incapable of leaving a subject alone once it's caught his interest, which is by no means a difficult thing to do. Many a night have been taken up by him toiling away in his room, researching whatever new topic has caught his attention. He can border on obsessive when he finds a new thing to latch onto, and has even been known to forget to eat on several occasions when he really gets into learning about a new subject. This has the natural consequence of making him as least familiar with many topics, though his familiarity by no means implies a proficiency.

This also means that Bart is very good at talking to people, being able to casually talk about most subjects. And when people have interests that he hasn't caught onto yet, he's always ready to give them a chance to educate him. Recently, he's been having some self confidence issues, wanting desperately to be useful to the Paradoxes and co. He's working on becoming more measured in his actions, though he isn't quite there yet.

Fears:

• Getting struck by lightning.

Likes:

• Learning
• Languages
• Running
• Tea
• Cats
• Books

Dislikes:

• Coffee
• Liars
• Dogs
• Thunderstorms
• Self destructive behavior
• Cities

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Cards On The Table

General Skills:

• Possession
• Healing
• Hand 2 Hand
• Soft Martial Arts
• Spear
• Club
• Heraldry
• Juggling
• Alertness
• Bow
• Breakaway
• Charioteering
• Horsemanship
• Stamina (Physical)
• Computer Operations (Modern)
• Computer Programming

What Is On Your Person:

• Blue sweater and coordinating gray slacks
• Converse running shoes
• Civitas Moeris Wrist Watch
• Knife

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Extras

Character Quote(s): "We can't live in fear, if we do we'll never grow. We'll never change."
Theme Song: Vector To The Heavens.
Anything Else: PE, DTB, Look at that! I still read rules!
_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy. I acknowledge that I can and will be removed from the RP without warning if I break a rule or cause problems with my fellow Rpers or the GM.}

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Underground Tunnels, Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/A

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As James shifted into him boar form, bard looked on with a mixture of bemusement and surprise. Andromeda riding him at this moment seemed like a choice that might have negative repercussions. If she had fallen off, she could've gotten hurt, or if there was anybody in the barracks, this would force a confrontation. However, he was not going to try to tell the two of them what was best for them; he'd just be here to watch on, and be ready to act if something went wrong. Trudging along the path, he hoped that them searching for a Destruere was at least actually a step towards them preventing the End Times.

As the voices of the others drifted towards them, he immediately peeked up to the sound of Nancy; the Emendator actually being here was very good news. Them being all together, sans Faith of course, was such an important step. Not being scattered to the winds would mean they could actually present a unified front at whatever was to come. Then, he heard Alicia, a voice of a person he had thought was departed from them. Could this be more weirdness from the Haze? Or somehow a past version of Alicia? He didn't know, but this conflict between what he thought to be true, and what appeared to be stopped him from running up immediately. Instead he stuck close to the group, and continued advancing with them. A hopeful smile spread across his face though, if Alicia was alive, it'd be good to have their friend back.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location:E3 -> E4

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"Sorry if I'm defenseless." He said, making conversation as they trudged along the creek. He was sure she knew that he was not exactly in a position to help too much, but either way, this would open the door for some tips on how to actually keep himself safe and be useful. "If I may ask then, any advice on protecting myself?" That would surely help both her and himself, if he could be a fast enough learner to actually implement any advice given.

As he walked, he looked over the water, and wondered if this was the place for them to be. He figured that children of Poseidon might be able to hide very well in the water, but then again, maybe there weren't that many Sea godlings. He hoped that they wouldn't be too vulnerable if there were in fact any of those halfbloods around, but then again, he was with Kristin. He was sure that if there were any major risks to them right now, the child of the Goddess of Wisdom would account for them.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Underground Tunnels, Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/A

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Bart weighed Andromeda's point that somebody may need to keep him safe in the case of a Destruere attack, were he unarmed. That was, to him, a more solid point; he couldn't expect people to take care of him in order to keep everybody else safe. Something like that would quickly devolve into a "Who will gaurd the guardians" type of thing, and that wouldn't end well for them. Moreover though, he did still have the weapon the Gil gave him, so to say he was totally defenseless would be a mischaracterization. "I perhaps should have noted that I do have my knife on me at the moment, so I'm not totally defenseless." He shared, knowing that keeping the group aware of their present resources would be a crucial component for maximizing their chances of survival.

That being said, Gio was right, that they should focus on getting to the weapons first, instead of debating how to split up a hypothetical cache that was to short on resources. Out of what he could wield that was any good at range, he had options. Between spears and bows, if they were maximizing for power, he had to assume the deadlness of any kind of bow at range exceeded that of a spears, once you accounted for the reusability of the weapon. That being said, the spear could sort of double up, and keep him defended if something got close, though he supposed his knife might do a better job of that than anything else.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location:E3

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Ash got stranger the more Arthur got to know her. Why would her mother insist on such a thing? Especially in terms of defending oneself with a weapon; it seemed strange, and suggested to him that her mother might not be the sanest of all. Granted, apparently they were sired by the god of the underworld, so his mom had to be at least as eccentric. He couldn't assume the way a person would have to be to knowingly have a child with a literal deity. That would be a conversation he would never be having with him mom, not thinking he'd be able to precisely handle it.

"Yes, that's fine. Let's go." Arthur agreed, ready to focus on just about anything else. Going around the creek was better than wading through the icy cold water. He honestly understood why they were splitting ash and him up; even if they had useful abilities from their godly patron, they weren't trained at all, and the idea that they'd suddenly be able to masterfully defend themselves was patently ridiculous. Keeping the two of them with more experienced campers was a good strategic move, one that he could respect.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Babylon Fortress Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/A

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Bart nodded at the Hat, relieved to know they were on the same page, and that he was thinking about this situation roughly correctly. He nodded along with the plan of getting their hands on armaments. Being able to defend themselves was important, and given their lack of time to get anything from the plantation before they took off, this was a necessary step in keeping themselves safe from the Destruere. Even if their plan was to avoid combat, if it came to that, this was far preferred to them simply being defenseless against what would doubtlessly want each and every one of them dead.

Even with that though, he figured Andromeda shouldn't be weaponless, regardless of her natural proclivity towards combat granted to her by her powers. "No, if there isn't enough, I should go without, not you." Bart said, shaking his head. He was a healer, even if he might be able to hold his own in a fight, he'd be best served staying out of direct combat. "If it came to blows, I'd be better spent on keeping you all alive, rather than trying to kill off whatever was assaulting us." He was going to do everything he could to keep them from dying; the way he saw it, if any of were lost, it was going to be his fault. He couldn't live with that kind of blood on his conscious. As he was saying this, he continued forward with the group.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location: E2 ->E3

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Arthur gave a funny look at Ash, "When did you learn how to stab people?" He asked, surprised. Not that stabbing was a very hard thing to do, but it was an odd thing for Ash to say. Especially considering that she was a little girl, this struck him as particularly concerning. He figured that if he tried to stab somebody, he'd have at least a little bit of trouble, even if just from having to work up the nerve to hurt somebody in that way.

"Yeah, I don't mind getting my feet wet." Soaked socks were far from the best thing in the world, but he'd need to build up a bit of resilience if he was going to be a running around with demigods, and wet feet seemed like a good place to start. He followed her to the shoreline, ready to step in when it came to that. He took a quick look around, starting to feel a little bit on edge from the game, wondering when they'd start to see their opponents.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Bartholomew Rosecliff

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Location: Babylon Fortress Cairo, Egypt
Skills:N/A

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"I just think it's a good idea to reassess when things change." Bartholomew said uncomfortably. Given the growing panic, he was worried that them being separate from the group could lead to more problems arising. If things got to chaotic, he could see it being difficult to reunite with their comrades. "I didn't mean to seem that way Gil, just worried about the effect the haze might be having on these people." He hoped that would make sense to The Hat; if it was following them around, they would be serving Cairo best by getting out of dodge as quickly as possible. He was relieved, however, to see that Gil was intent on going back to the group now.

Following after the Emendator, not minding Gil's more upbeat attitude as much as his fellow Paradox did. Morale was, as Gil said, important, and he trusted The Hat to be level headed enough to not let it actually effect his decision making. While he didn't have a problem presenting conflicting ideas to the Emendators at large, he thought it best not to question their actual behavior or goals at large. They knew how to cope with and deal with this stuff much better than any of them, and though it took time for him to cede himself to them, now that he had, he tried to trust them best he could.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω Officially Done

Arthur Stanford

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Location: 1F -> E2

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Following Kristin, he had a bit of a surprised expression on his face. Cutting or piercing their fellow campers seemed like a bad way to make friendships, but he assumed that people went out of their way to not have to actually hurt people. Not that he expected to best anybody in combat right away, but it did lift a load off his mind to know that if he had the chance, a space cut or scrape on somebody wouldn't be out of line.

"How long have you been doing this?" He did wonder what the average age of campers was here. This sort of life had to be dangerous, which meant that, as uncomfortable as the thought was, kids might not stay here long once they actually got themselves here. In any case, surely a game like this would help improve the odds of survival. However it was, he was determined to stay alive as long as he could, not one to become a statistic. "I just hope Ash and I aren't a burden on the team, you know?"