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These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

@Undine Interested in the youngest, writing up a character now :)

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

@Krot

You're too late, @smarty0114's our good ol' resident straight neighbor. He's keeping us gays in check.

@HalfOfLancelot

That I am! Someone's gotta do it around here, and it's gonna have to be me and my straight youngest sibling :P

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Okay, so I know I said I wasn't going to make a third character but she was demanding to be written and I have very little self control so here she is!

Olivia Weston/Posiedon

"The storm doesn't last forever. It can scare you; it can shake you to your core. But it never lasts. The rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a soft whisper. And that moment after the storm clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. Quiet, gentle, peace." - S.L. Jennings

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Personal Information

Name:
Olivia Margaret Weston

Nickname:
Liv - Commonly used amongst her friends, and truly the nickname she prefers.

Birth Date:
June 22, 1993

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

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In The Mirror

In Depth Appearance:
While Liv thinks she's nothing special, many a boy would tell her otherwise. In fact, to many she's quite the beauty. Smooth, ivory skin, and flowing, shoulder length, chocolate hair that frames her face just right. Her smile is infectious, and when she does grin or laugh, it shows across her entire face, with her crinkling eyes and the dimples in her cheeks. Her eyes are a sea green, fitting considering her parentage. She's not particularly tall, only standing at around 5'2, with a slender, athletic form, a result of years of training at OA. While she doesn't have any tattoos, she does have her ears pierced.

Clothing Style:
The best way to describe Liv's clothing style is casual. She doesn't dress like a runway model for a normal school day, but she does put some effort in. Form fitting jeans and an exceptionally cute t-shirt aren't uncommon, and neither are dresses and skirts, paired with jackets or blouses. Truly, Liv's style is constantly adapting for the needs of the present, although one constant is that she never likes to be too showy.

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Delving Deeper

Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Bites nails
• Talks to self, only when she's alone, or thinks she is.
• Laughs during tense situations.
• Does the wave motion with her hand when she's bored.
• Swirls water around in a cup when she's bored.

Likes:

• Swimming
• Dogs and cats
• Adventure novels
• Rom-coms
• Italian food
• Her friends

Dislikes:

• Bullies
• Conflict
• Reptiles
• Seafood
• Cowards

Fears:

• Losing control
• Hurting her friends
• Dying an unknown, faceless demigod

Personality:

♦ Caring ♦ Courageous ♦ Honest ♦ Reserved

When Liv isn't around and people are discussing her in a positive light, they'll talk about how caring she is. How she won't let anyone suffer, and how she loves making new friends. They'll talk about how brave she is, and while she hates conflict, she's not afraid to start a fight with a bully, or someone who she thinks deserves it. They'll talk about how honest she is, and how she could never tell a lie, mainly because she's the worst liar in the world, but also because she has a strong sense of right and wrong, and lying doesn't fall on the right side. But with more somber tones, they'll mention how she seems to be holding back sometimes, never getting too excited about things, and generally just trying not to work herself up.

If the conversation is more negative though, people might begin discussing how she's too blunt, a lack of understanding for other people's feelings. They'd talk about how she's too righteous, always going after the bad guy but never stopping to think about why. They'd most certainly talk about her temper, the one that she tries so hard to keep under wraps, but is terrified of letting loose. Luckily for Liv, most people don't have a bad thing to say about her, or at least not that she knows of.

Background:
A sailboat out on the open sea, a young artist at the helm. A storm that should've destroyed the boat, but instead left it bobbing gently in the middle of the ocean. This is how Posiedon and Margaret Weston met. Margaret loves to tell the story, of how the storm passed, and a handsome man was rising from the water, and floating towards her boat. It always brings a smile to her face. Their's was a short lived affair, though both loved the other, of that Liv is certain. But Posiedon had other duties, and Margaret was a free spirit, and so they left each other behind.

Although, Margaret was left with one parting gift. A baby, who she would name Olivia. Growing up, Liv had a less than normal life. Her mother was an artist, and had a penchant for packing everything up and moving to any random place that seemed to inspire her at the time. Small towns, tropical islands, big cities, you name it. Margaret had a trust fund filled with cash and a never ending sense of wanderlust. And while this didn't allow Liv to have a completely normal education and childhood, it certainly kept her life interesting.

Growing up, Liv was home schooled by her mother, an education that always seemed to focus more on painting than anything else. Many times, Liv would take her education into her own hands, teaching herself about the American Revolution, or the Civil War, although she's never resented her mother for this. In fact, she believes the whole experience made her much stronger.

Liv's father would come to her for the first time on her 16th birthday, after a particularly destructive event happened, caused by Liv. Only a few days earlier, Liv had witnessed a mugging on a small street in the town that she and her mother were living in at the time. Desperate to help, she'd rushed forward, her rage surging, desperately wanting to do something. And something she did. Her raw emotion channeled into the ground and caused a furious eruption of water, like nothing she'd ever seen or done before. The town was flooded, and it was that day that she swore to keep her emotions in check. When her father came, he told her about OA, and she accepted eagerly, desperate to learn how to control her powers.

Extra:
Still Athena

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Godly Information

Godly Parent:
Posiedon

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Their's is an amicable relationship that much is clear. Her mother always spoke highly of him, and made it clear that their separation was mutual, and that he did not abandon them. Liv holds no resentment towards him for not being around, although sometimes she blames him for cursing her with such destructive powers.

Godly Abilities:
Hydrokinesis - Liv is capable of hydrokinesis, the manipulation of water. She can pull moisture from the air to create and shape water to her will, or she can use an existing source. She can control the speed at which water moves, turning a jet of water into a highly pressurized weapon, or even the temperature, freezing or boiling small bodies of water. When she is calm, this ability is only as dangerous as she wants it to be, although when she is highly distressed, she can lose control, and this power becomes quite dangerous to those around her.

Geokinesis - Posiedon was also known to cause massive earthquakes, and this ability has been passed on to Liv. While she can really only make the ground rumble enough to throw someone off balance, she rarely does, fearing that she'll lose control and hurt others, or destroy something.

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

@NarcissisticPotato Don't you dare mention Bellarke! Clarke deserves so much better than that, so so much better XD

-Sincerely, someone who totally shipped Bellarke as a backup to Clexa, before Bellamy was a total piece of trash

These Happy Golden Years: A Complex Family Roleplay

I'm interested :)

Growing Up In New York

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Location; Ryan and Roxanne's Apartment -> Village Coffee
Interacting With; | Roxanne @HushedWhispers | Ryan @Love Dove | Leo - via text @Summer | Zahra @Beefydork | Joseph @louie221 | Liam @Pundii | Ryder @sakurasan
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Reed chuckled at Ryan's response, although his statement about not sleeping with anyone that he or Roxy knew threw him off slightly. Luckily, he began grinning once more, an effort to make it seem like everything was good. He tipped back his bowl, which now only contained milk, and funneled the liquid into his mouth before rinsing it out in the kitchen sink. He slid off the counter and followed Ryan out of the apartment, sending a text back to Leo on the way

To - Leo
Hey if you get the chance, can you grab some groceries? we out

"VC sounds good. Chances are half the floor is there already," he said, smirking, and walking with his friend to the elevator. Once they were both inside, he incessantly pushed the ground floor button, like a child. Granted, he basically was a child, and slamming the elevator buttons was just another thing he did that proved it to be true. He took the time in the elevator to shoot a text back in the group chat that Ida had just texted him in.

To: TSA Dream Squad
Me and Ryan are on our way now. We should all go out after though

Once they finally reached the ground floor, he strolled out beside Ryan, squinting against the bright sunlight that was streaming into the lobby. Oh I am so going to regret this he thought, reaching into his pocket to grab a pair of sunglasses that he quickly put on, granting him a moment of relief before stepping outside.

He realized the full effects of his hangover once he and Ryan stepped outside, as his ears were bombarded with the honking of cars, the shouting from street vendors, and the all around hustle and bustle of the city. "Remind me to never, ever get drunk again," he said, knowing full well that he'd most likely get just as shitfaced tonight, as he had last night. Walking into Village Coffee was a beautiful reprieve from the noise and lights of NYC and he grinned big announcing his presence to the rest of the cafe, specifically the people from his floor, most of whom he considered friends. "Everyone's favorite drunk has arrived! And also Ryan," he said, smirking and taking a bow, before gesturing to his friend.

{ROLEPLAY CLOSED] - Through The Pages - Fairy Tale Roleplay (Private/ Invite Only)

Me and Blue have a collab on the way, hopefully we can have it done within the next few days :)

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

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Location; His Dorm
Interacting With; | Alexander @Legion02 | Devlin - via text @Lady Hestia |
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Webster had set up his room rather nicely. He'd made his bed and thrown a light blue comforter over it, and put his pillows in clean white pillowcases. Posters for various indie bands and movies adorned his walls, and all his clothes were put away nicely in his dresser, apart from his shirts, which hung from a multitude of hangers in his closet. Just as he was taking a step back to survey his work, he heard the front door unlock, and he popped out into the living room to see...Reisender.

The warlock greeted him with a less than friendly reaction. Webster's eyebrows rose at this, smirking a tad. "Nice to see you too Harry Potter," he retorted, his smirk still present, even as his eyes analyzed the young man in front of him, scanning everything from his clothes to the trinkets on his backpack. Rolling his eyes at the assortment of bobbles that his roommate had on his backpack he began speaking again. "I took the room closest to the window, so you can have the other one," said, before walking back into his room.

Webster and Alexander had never been friends, as long as they'd known each other. The warlock was always more drawn to Tess than the son of Athena. Webster was practical, logical, and thought everything needed a rational explanation, despite the fact that his mother was an immortal goddess. This personality didn't exactly mesh with the magic wielding warlock known as Alexander Reisender, and it never had. Shaking his head at his bad luck, he pulled his phone out again and shot off a text to Devlin, hoping to escape his room.

To: Dev
Hey what room are you in? I'm gonna come visit

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Location; Her Dorm
Interacting With; | Dusty @MissCapnCrunch | Abe @Altered Tundra |
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Oh gods I will not survive this year if he keeps smiling like that Tess thought, a rush of pink flooding her cheeks as Abe stepped forward and shot her that smile. Her blush only intensified as Dusty barged in, shouting. Oh I'm gonna kill her. A smile still plastered on her face, she threw an arm around Dusty. "And this foul mouthed excuse for a demigod, is Dustyn Flint, daughter of Dionysus. Dusty, this is Abe, my roommate," she said, shooting Dusty a look that said murder was on her mind.

As Abe asked about her organizational skills, plenty of thoughts ran through her head, none of which were appropriate to say out loud to a boy she had just met. "I'm a great organizer, and decorator. I mean, you should've seen my dorm last year, it looked awesome. I mean, us chicks are just great at everything," she said, grinning. In truth, she had awful organizational skills, but hell if Abe needed help than she could learn.

Normally, the redhead would never be so nervous or awkward. In fact, her confidence was something she prided herself on. But some people, Abe being one of them, had a way of just getting under her skin, making her a bumbling mess. Well, really only exceptionally attractive men, but she'd never say it out loud.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Should have a post up sometime today :)

Divided We Stand

Me and Legion have a Brenna/Lucas collab that is ready/nearly ready, so I think I'll wait until after that to get her solo post up :)