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Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

@CaptainSully Surely he would be used to the awkward by now. I mean, it's been a solid four years already. Otherwise, this is gonna feel a lot like kickin' a puppy or somethin'.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

Good. I was worried all this venom Kelsey has stored up for @CaptainSully's character would be for nothin'.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{Location: Ares Colosseum
Interactions: Dustyn @MissCapnCrunch
Avem @Rockette
Mentions: Cecily @HaleyTheRandom}

A right hand to the mouth wasn't doing much to stifle the laughter from Dustyn's story of her experience on the other side of an exorcism, but Kelsey was trying her best not to just break out in guffaws. She swore sometimes that the Las Vegas native got the power of storytelling from the gods, because there were few people on campus who could spin yarns like Dustyn. It brought her back to days at home, listening to all her dad's huntin' boys try to one-up each other with tales of cougar attacks and 12-point bucks that got away.

Dustyn confirmed that sadly they would not be rooming together and instead she had a "Cecily D." The name sounded vaguely familiar to Kelsey, possibly another fixture at the parties, but she couldn't be sure without a face. She still had no idea who this Avem person she was supposed to be rooming with was, and there wasn't even an inkling until a voice from behind them chimed in,

"Excuse me, ladies."

A taller, older, far more hipster-y man that kind of reminded Kelsey of some of those guys who were definitely too old for high school but hung around the Bulldogs' gym anyway came up to the two women. He looked like if Orlando Bloom suddenly went for the Matthew McConaghey aesthetic. But he talked like a Dracula. Or a mobster. Or someone else who definitely wasn't American.

Dustyn didn't seem put off by the man, but then it was very hard to put Dustyn off her game at any time. Kelsey giggled at Dustyn's initial remark.

"I'm Dustyn and this hot piece of ass is Kelsey. Who did you get paired with?"

Kelsey used that hot piece of ass to subtly bump Dustyn for the advertisement. Dustyn had the right to say that, but the stranger didn't have the right to know just what a hot piece of ass she was.

She retook her position standing beside Dustyn, skeptical look on her face. "Whelp, if he's comin' up to us, and I'm guessin' his name ain't Cecily, fuckin' three to one odds says he's gonna be.... Ah-vem? Eh-vam? A...the guy who I'm prob'ly fuckin' stuck roomin' with durin' this experiment?"

Kelsey's thoughts were confirmed when the man opened his mouth. "I'm here to actually meet her," She could see the man casually give her a look up and down, as if appraising her. "Dang it, Dust. Told ya not ta be sellin' my ass up like that."

"Avem Vogel." "That's how he pronounces it? Wouldn'a got that." "I've already moved into the apartment, perks of living here pretty much. But, if you want, I can help you move your things in too."

Kelsey looked to Dustyn and then back to the man offering free busboy service. "I mean, I ain't gonna say no to someone doin' shit for me. I gotta get some of my other shit out of the truck anyway. Didn't feel right takin' it out yet. So I guess I can get that, if you got this. And I know ya ain't gonna run off with it, cause if ya do, I will hunt ya down like a fuckin' cougar on a two-legged rabbit, ya hear?"

Posturing was important in the Marston family, and Kelsey wasn't about to lose face with her first impression. This guy may not be an Artemis kid, but she was determined to show she wouldn't be some hoidy-toidy damsel in need of chivalry. Much as it was appreciated.

It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP]

It's pretty late here, so I'm posting this to prove it is being worked upon, and I will continue doing so when it isn't past 2:30AM.

赵珊珊

"Through the fire and the flames, we carry on."

-Sam Totman

Back to the basics

Name

Zhao Shanshan, aka Shandra Zhao

What I go by

The Final Boss or The Glittering Dragon

Age

31

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Bisexual

Birth Date:

February 21

Title

I’m the Boss, loyal and faithful to Golden Dragon Triad

The Reflection in the Mirror


Height

5’4

Weight

110 Pounds

Eye Color

Brown

Hair Color

Dark Brown

Ethnicity

Asian

Physical Appearance

While not cutting an imposing figure, Shandra didn't get her nicknames for nothing. Her relatively tiny frame is kept in impeccable shape due to the martial arts training she underwent on a near-daily basis as a child. It makes her incredibly difficult to deal with if someone gets on her bad side. Her hair is usually worn down, but when she gets the scrunchie out, someone needs to start running, because it means someone is getting at the very least a solid ass-kicking.

Attire

Shandra favors overt displays of her wealth when out and about. Wealth conveys power, and the Chinese-American woman flaunts what she has with luxurious furs and displays of jewelry that created her secondary nickname. Her favorite outfit is a blood-red cheongsam worn with a necklace of rubies and bracelets to match.

However, in private, she will shun most of the fancy clothes for typical American fare: jeans, leggings, t-shirts, stuff she can train in and not care how sweaty it gets. Only a privileged few usually get to see her in such a state.

Weaponry & Skills

Standard Choice of Weapon

While her father didn't use weapons, Shandra is not making that same mistake. She has basic training in most guns and knives, but her favorite weapon is a Jian sword imported from her ancestral home. It was said to be over 100 years old and to have tasted blood in the Boxer Rebellion. Shandra likes it for its aesthetic value and it is well known that once the sword comes out, someone dies.

Skills

The head of the Golden Dragon Triad makes up for her relative youth with wisdom beyond her years. Her father trained her early to be studious, and she absorbed a lot of knowledge of the world around her. She also served as a gatekeeper to her father since she was old enough to legally drink, so she is well versed with the diplomacy skills necessary to keep a criminal enterprise running smoothly. Also, she's pretty good with that sword.

Strengths

- A wealth of knowledge and ability to communicate in English, Spanish, Russian and Mandarin.

- Solid enough with most weapons that she can survive most fights.

- Able to use soft power very effectively in order to curry favors from the folks at City Hall.

Weaknesses

- While she is strong, she can be easily overpowered if someone big gets in close.

- May be a little obsessed with finding out who killed her father.

Things I waste my Time With

Hobbies

Likes

Dislikes

What I’m Really Like

All About My Past

My Blood

Relationships

Sonny Zhao - Father (Deceased)

_{Victoria Song | BF1D1D}

It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP]

Sorry. Misposted for now.

It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP]

@TheWildBunnii I'm also gonna be late. TBH, I didn't see the deadline, that's my bad. I'll have my Triad Queen up and running hopefully this weekend.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{Location: Ares Colosseum
Interactions: Dustyn @MissCapnCrunch
Mentions: Rhea @Write
Marcella @Write
Ariana @Dirty Pretty Lies
Lyra @Filthy Mudblood}

Didn't matter what the arrangements were. Everyone who was volunteered as tribute for the lottery seemed to be reattaching to whatever portions of their cliques remained. Rhea and Marcella were together, they pulled in their fighting buddies. Queen bee Lyra had her bitch session going on with Ariana. Names and relations Kelsey knew from the various parties around the campus. No doubt there would be another one tonight, likely on her own floor given some of the people there. However, since none of these people were good enough to be considered friends, and she still had no clue who her roommate was, it was time to catch up with her actual best friend in Colorado.

"What's gooood guys?"

It wouldn't be like Dustyn to not try and liven up what had devolved into a relatively quiet moment with the remaining students trying to figure things out. That's one of the things Kelsey liked about her. The fact that she wasn't like a lot of these stuck-up Cali kids or Greek kids was another.

"I'm guessin' Frankie's still good if you're here in one piece," Kelsey said, laughing as she approached the daughter of Dionysus. She knew about Frankie. She had helped patch Frankie up a couple times. The mechanic's daughter knew a few things about cars anyway. Even though Frankie had undergone quite a few replacements, the heart of a Ford still beat underneath, the same as Kelsey's own jet black 2005 F-150 that had made the long trek through Missouri and Kansas prior to arriving. "Sorry I didn't text ya back yet Dust, but it's prob'ly better off. Didn't know Sin City girls believed in exercisms. Gotta get me vid of the next one, huh?"

Kelsey looked over at Dustyn's bag and sighed slightly. Ya'll really couldn'a made this easy, huh? Maybe we can switch or somethin'.

She brushed her bangs back out of her face. "Anyway, I'd be askin' who ya got, but I don't give a fuck. More important thing is, what we doin' tonight? Gotta forget I'm back here another year proper, right?"

It's a Family Business [Mafia/Crime RP]

I would also like to express potential interest in this. Thinking a Triad, but willing to change that if the groups need balancing.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{Location: Ares Colosseum
Mentions: Dustyn @MissCapnCrunch,
Leo @CaptainSully,
Avem @Rockette}

Kelsey Marston was not in a stellar mood. Of course, that was normal on days like today. The first day back at Olympus Academy didn't hold the promise of a fresh new year, like it did for a lot of the Children of the Gods. For her, it was just a reminder of what she didn't have. She didn't have any kind of relationship with her famous mother. She didn't have the adoring fans that seemed destined to follow her through school. She didn't even have easy access to some Mother's Towheads to deal with the annoyance of the day. "Heh," she chuckled to herself. The irony of the name of that brewery didn't strike her until now. As if her mother would be giving her beers.

Kelsey's dad certainly made up it on his end. Especially given how his little girl was finally able to go into the Food Giant herself and grab whatever beverages she wanted. There were many nights spent at Dreamers celebrating the ability to watch the Blues blow another playoff series with drinks on supply. The summer was such a blur, now that she tried to think about it. All the dart games she ended up winning, the arguments on whether Jake Allen was a number one goalie. They all kinda mashed together.

The Missouri girl let out a long sigh as her self-pity party was interrupted by the callout from the Headmistress.

“Attention students of Olympus Academy! Report to the Ares Colosseum for a mandatory assembly at once!”

Now the sigh changed to one of annoyance. "Can't even let me get settled in 'n properly hate my roommate yet, huh?" She picked her duffel bag up off the floor of the HAB Delta lobby and trudged towards the colosseum.

---

The assembly seemed pretty run of the mill. All the teachers on parade in front of all the students to inspire whatever emotions they wanted. Kelsey could almost feel the steel eyes of Lucy Chen drilling into her from the stage. She responded by rolling her eyes and looking away, as if she preferred to be a million miles away. Which was accurate. The procession was proving tedious.

Until Helena Hassan-Guerrero's last announcement.

Kelsey almost laughed at the notion. Experimentin' on us? Great. Poor buggers dunno what'll hit 'em.

As the names were rattled off and unlucky students were chosen to come forward, Kelsey was already thinking about how quickly she was going to tick off another of her half-siblings for a solid two terms when she was jolted out of her thoughts.

"Kelsey Marston!"

"Y'all fuckin' serious?!?" The 21 year old didn't mean to say that out loud, but she was so caught off-guard it slipped out for everyone in the near vicinity to hear. She stood up and picked up her bag in a huff before joining the rest of the chosen.

As the other students departed the large stadium, Kelsey tried to think and appraise the situation. All right, so what's this 'bout again? Livin' arrangements? Stickin' us all in one house and expectin' us to get along? She then remembered at least one name she heard with whom that would not be possible. Fuck! I'mma be stuck with fuckin' Leo all fuckin' year?!? Oh, no. Ain't doing that. I'll shoot someone. I'll shoot me. Fuckin' Chen probably put me up for this. Fuck! Finally, the large physical trainer, Akani, came forward and made a bad attempt to be hip. Kelsey raised an eyebrow, but gave nothing more than that. Nothing about this in her mind was particularly lit.

As the living arrangements were explained to the thirty-two, for the first time in a while, Kelsey actually perked up a bit. Wait, there's a very strong chance I ain't gonna have ta room with another Moon kid! Leo's the only one here! Well, all right! This might work! Course that 1/31 shot would likely come up... She looked over and saw Dustyn standing in the group. There were many good nights drinking with Dustyn on campus that Kelsey could barely remember, even if it was frowned upon for the underagers. Shoot, I could do a year with Dust. That might actually be fun, not hatin' my roommate.

Finally she got her sheet from the large Polynesian demigod and stared at it befuddled. She wasn't with Dustyn, but she wasn't with Leo either. Instead, she had one question as she looked around, ponytail waving in confusion...

Who the fuck is Avem Vogel?

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

@HaleyTheRandom For CC's theme song, best I could think of off the top of my head is "Sharada" by Skye Sweetnam. But I'm not sure it totally fits what you're looking for.