WhiteStar19

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@MiddleEarthRoze
That's fine with me. :)

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@Altered Tundra
Congrats new GM! As I told Hushed before, if you ever need any help, I'm glad to lend my services wherever.

In my opinion on Stella and Skye, I agree with GoddessSophia on doing 1/2. Opening them up is my preference, that way we could possibly get new people if they were interested.

Oh! Another thing... if you take your first post in the OOC and you could replace Hushed's first post by quoting and copying and pasting it, you could keep updating that... Just a suggestion. You don't have to do it. :)

[RP Closed/ Been Rebooted] - Camp Half-Blood

Claire Bellerose ~ Camp Half Blood

The Lake

The ripples in the water moved overhead as Claire sat on the sandy bottom of the lake. Opening her crystal colored eyes, she looked around, looking through the water. Around her, nymphs swam and giggled, smiling and waving at her as they passed. Claire waved back, before suddenly being knocked by slightly by a bigger wave. She jerked her had back around and saw a red head swimming toward her. From what it looked like, it looked like that new Aphrodite girl who had just gotten here a few months ago. Shaking her head, Claire bent her knees and pushed herself toward the surface once again. Blonde head breaking free of the water, Claire threw her hands down, creating a propulsion like affect that shot her above the water. Jet streams of water flowing by her side, she turned her eyes to the approaching demi-god.

"What are you doing?" Claire asked, releasing the jet streams from her hands. She solidified the water underneath her feet and approached the swimming girl, who was now being grabbed by Jericho, as it seems he was trying to get her to stop before she herself drowned. Though the water underneath her feet still looked normal, the top particles of the water moved slow enough to create a barrier between Claire and the actual water. It was like walking on cement covered with water. In fact, Claire's feet were still getting wet. Nearly down to sit on the water as she twisted her finger around in it to make sure that the water did no liquefy again, Claire watched the demi-god. "I have in need of no help. In fact, it was kind of pointless to swim out here." She smiled at Jericho. "Bonjour, mon ami!"

Claire smiled at the girl before leaning her chin on the edge of her hand. Wet blonde strands of hair fell down in front of her face. Standing up once again she jumped back into the water, doing a perfect backwards dive, while letting out an excited yell that went along with it. She smile and giggled as she was enveloped in the water once more. She did a mermaid kick with her legs before popping up directly next to the Aphrodite newbie. "I'm Claire by the way. Enchanté!" She swam around the girl and Jericho faster than she had swam out here. "I'm the daughter of Poseidon. The only child known at the moment."

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Raven Daemon

Location: Campus
Interacting With:Harvey Nathaniel Blake @Altered Tundra

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"Au clair de la lune/On n'y voit qu'un peu/On chercha la plume/On chercha du feu/En cherchant d' la sorte/Je n' sais c' qu'on trouva/Mais je sais qu' la porte/Sur eux se ferma," Raven murmured under her breath, listening to the music with her eyes shut as she tried to line up the tone and the lyrics with the place in the music. Physical training had just gotten done and she was heading back to her dorm. No matter how much she hated the place, she would rather not be kidnapped and shoved into a van by some freaks, even though she was considered one herself. Sighing, she shut the locket and placed it back under her shirt.

Shoving her hands into her pockets, she continued to walk when she suddenly felt an arm snake around her shoulders. Rolling her eyes, as she knew who it was, she turned and saw Harvey's handsome face there. She shook her head at him, grabbed his wrist, and moved it off her shoulders. "Don't you ever run out of pick-up lines? You've tried one on me so many times it's making my head spin." She smiled sweetly at him. Blonde hair wisps flew out of her long braid as the wind picked up slightly. She walked her fingers up his shoulder and placed her hand lightly on it, getting up on her tip-toes to get closer to him.

"There's something very important that I need to tell you, Harvey," she said quietly. Her voice had gone into a seductive like tone, a slippery smile coming onto her face. She placed her other hand on his other shoulder and used them as leverage to get even with his ear. Her lips curved into a small smile as she said, "Kindly fuck off." Dropping back down to her feet, she winked at him.

[RP Closed/ Been Rebooted] - Camp Half-Blood

@Knight of Doom
That's fine. Little busy at the moment though. xD

[RP Closed/ Been Rebooted] - Camp Half-Blood

@Write
Hey, you got Skype?

[RP Closed/ Been Rebooted] - Camp Half-Blood

@Write
Colt now has a sister... hmmmm. xD

Actually, question: Is she just now getting there or has she been there for a couple months?

[RP Closed/ Been Rebooted] - Camp Half-Blood

"You can't do it? Give up. Sit down. You're fucking done. Then stay the fuck out of my way."
~ Colt Malow Winger.

~General Information~

Name: Colt Malow Winger.
Nick-Names: Winger, Wings, Beau.
Sex/ Gender: Male.
Age: Nineteen Years Old.
Place Of Origin: Los Angeles, California, USA.
Camp Cabin: Counselor of Cabin Ten.

Appearance - Nineteen Years Old:

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Sexuality: Heterosexual/Straight.
Partner: None.
Godly Parent: Venus, goddess of love, beauty, sex, fertility, prosperity and desire.
Human Parent: Rames Jeremiah Winger - Drunkard, alcoholic, janitor.
Siblings: None at the moment.
Legacy: Unknown.
Pet/s: None.
Other: Erin Marie Chase (Frienemy), Claire Ari Bellerose (Acquaintance), Logan Murdock (Acquaintance), Hawley Eames Griffin (Acquaintance), Ky'vie Morgan (Friend), Gideon James Carlyle (Close Friend), Kiran Khanna (Acquaintance), Syleste Astrea Nioré (Friend), Arianna Louise Watson (Secret Crush - Friend), Jericho Brooks (Acquaintance), Archer Andrews (Close Friend)

~Personal Information~

Personality: Being a newbie to Camp Half-Blood, only being there a little under a year, many know him as the male version of Erin, though some say he is much worse, and others say he is better. He is very rebellious and independent, keeping mainly with what he believes is right and what he believes he should do. He is quite intelligent, both in street smarts and book smarts, and has a hard will. He can be considered blunt and steely at times-well, all the time, but he really doesn't care that others find him offensive or harsh at times. Though how Erin can recede from the spotlight, Colt steps right into and expresses his exuberance and outgoing nature there. He cannot stand people who hide in the shadows when life is so short, but if they hide because they cannot do what is put in front of them, then he begins to ignore them. From the abusive relationship from his parents, Colt has become very shelled and hard and tends to not listen to leadership or an adult presence very well.

Being a son of the Roman version of Aphrodite, Colt knows how he looks and he isn't afraid to exploit it to get what he wants. Arrogant and proud, he can seem a bit snobbish at times, though it much more likely that he seems like a jerk or an asshole. He flaunts his looks, his muscles, and everything along those lines. He is a major flirt, but he flirts mainly with girls just to get into their pants rather than to actually find love. With his powers, it's very easy for him to get human girls to fall for him, while it is rather hard to get the demi-goddess to fall for him. Not that he hasn't tried... That being said, he is very uptight about his looks and makes sure that he looks good every day, which he doesn't have to try hard for. Venus's beauty is natural for him, which means he can wake up looking perfect. He can become very envious, however, of other people's beauty, especially those without the parent of Aphrodite or Venus.

When it comes to anger, Colt can seem very intimidating. Standing at just over six foot four inches, he tends to hike himself up even taller to make those that have made him angry seem a lot smaller and insignificant in their own minds. He is quick to get revenge on those who hurt him or his friends and tends to hold grudges for a very, very long time. He has an excellent memory, and if he doesn't get someone back right away, that means something worse is coming in the long run. Colt has a longer fuse for anger, but he gives off a big explosion when he's set off. He sometimes becomes blind to the fact that it was a friend that made him angry and in his blindness, he can hurt those that he cares about.

However, even through all his bad, Colt still has a small glint of good in him. He is truly loyal to his friends and family, those that he considers family anyways, and is extremely protective of them. He isn't afraid to get back at those who hurt his friends or those who hurt anyone close to him in general. He can be considered overly protective at times, but he hardly shows that side. He mainly shows his "I don't give a damn" side to the world, while this softer side is hiding underneath.

Skills: Colt has been known to use amokinesis to get mortal girls to fall for him and get them to bed. He has also been seen using charmspeak on people to get out of working or doing things that he does not want to do. When it comes to physical skills, Colt is an amazing runner and a half decent fighter. He is a skillful horsemen as well as a great dancer, though no one has ever seen him dance. Besides those things, Colt doesn't expose many of his skills.

Biography:
Born to a single father at the time, Colt grew up in with a very broken childhood. His father was in between jobs at the time he was born, but as soon as Colt was born, his father knew he needed to get a job. Rames began working as a janitor at one of the local elementary schools. He worked multiple shifts, or so he claimed, but many a time, he would come home to the babysitter and a baby Colt smelling an awful lot like tequila, beer, or any other form of drink, depending on what mood he was in that night. As soon as the babysitter was thrown out the door by Rames, Rames would turn his drunkenness to Colt. Whenever Colt would cry, Rames would leave the room, slamming the door behind him, which would only make Colt scared and cry louder. He would purposefully ignore the poor child and leave him be, sometimes forgetting to feed him for hours, only to have the babysitter come the next day and feed him.

As Colt grew older, when he was about five years old and beginning to develop a rebellious personality, Rames married an elderly hag named (at least, a name that only Colt was allowed to call her) Miss Pricip. She never took Rames last name, which meant that Colt was required to call her Miss Pricip at home, in public, wherever they went. Colt, when he went to school, only referred to her as "the rich hag". His father had only married Miss Pricip for her money, and once she died when Colt was eleven, his father inherited all of it...

And almost immediately flushed it down the drain. His father went out all night partying with janitor friends and came back drunk as he used to be when Colt was a baby. Colt would avoid his father as much as he could, barring his door with his bed or a chair, making sure that his father stayed away from him while he was drunk, but when Colt came down in the morning, his father, still drunk, would beat him, verbally abuse him, and neglect him as he always had. This began turning Colt into a hard shelled young man. This abuse went on for many years.

Colt met Erin when he was freshmen in high school, being one of her first friends. He and her became close and he was very much for her dating their other friend, as he did not know what the guy was like underneath. High school was a getaway for Colt, and a new sensation, as he was beginning to unearth his god like beauty. He was the flirt of the group, the guy who always spoke of his conquests. He would flirt with Erin, on occasion, mainly when he was bored, but he never did anything about it, especially after Erin and their friend started dating. His relationship with his father had now reached the point to where they mutually ignored each other and didn't acknowledge that the other existed.

Erin began pulling away around the time of Colt's fifteenth birthday. He had began noticing slight changes in her at first. He had asked her, on many occasions, what was wrong, but she seemed to pull farther away from him. He couldn't believe it, especially after how close they had been before. He began trying to get her to tell him, begging her, even threatening her, but it wasn't of any use. She wouldn't tell, and it was beginning to worry him immensely. He pushed at her harder, and finally saw the truth. He saw the exposed bruises on her skin and the cuts, and he couldn't believe it. He had thought the guy to be nice. He pleaded with Erin to break up with him, that Colt would protect her, but she went back to him anyways.

After losing contact with her for many days, Colt, and the rest of her friends and family, became increasingly worried, and they went out to find her. They found her, Colt actually being the first to find her, and took her back, and her mother explained her parentage. Colt knew what they had to do, but, with much resistance, he borrowed money from his father and took Erin to Camp Half-Blood and dropped her off, before heading back to Los Angeles. It was another year before he told his father the story, and his father laughed, drunk as usual, and explained where Colt had come from. Colt, shocked and angered by this, immediately packed up his things and headed to Camp Jupiter, staying there for only a year before heading to Camp Half-Blood to meet up and reconnect with Erin, though they were both different now.

~Weaponry Information~

Weapon/s: Though Colt prefers fists to weapons, he does have his weapons of choice when he gets into situations that he cannot handle with his fists. All of his weapons are very small, easily concealable in anything.
Weapon/s Name: δαγκάνες (Claws), Ηθοποιοί (Stars), μπουλόνι (Bolts).
Weapon/s Type: Bagh Naka (tiger claws), Sai, Chakram.
Attributes: None of the weapons, as his mother is not a fighting type person, are able to extend his abilities.

Weapon Appearance

Weapon/s Appearance:

~Other Information~

Other:

Before Erin began dating the abusive boyfriend, Colt had a small crush on her, but it has been long gone since. Erin never knew about it

Colt learned many of his skills at Camp Jupiter the year prior to him heading to Camp Half-Blood.

~Theme Song~

Theme Song:
"Enter Sandman" by Metallica.

[RP Closed/ Been Rebooted] - Camp Half-Blood

Archer Andrews, Claire Bellerose, Gideon Carlyle

~The Lake - Camp Half-Blood~

"Gideon!" The angry voice echoed through the water and Claire blinked, looking through the small waves into the glittery abyss above her. The sunlight glinted off the top of the water and she pushed herself upward toward the surface. Poking only her eyes, forehead, and nose above the water, she looked around. She saw the pretty blond boy making his way toward the lake, the Son of Athena, Claire believed, but she saw, storming in front of him, was Gideon. Claire tipped her head curiously to the side and pushed herself silently through the water hardly making any ripples.

"I don't understand why you think it's my fault!" Gideon snarled, coming to such an abrupt stop that Archer nearly ran into the back of him. Archer backpedaled slightly, glaring at his friend. He couldn't understand why he was making sure a big deal out of this! "I can't control it! I can't control his feelings! Can you deny your own actions when Athena is angry?"

"This isn't the same thing! I don't fight when I'm angry--"

"Not the same thing? How can you even say that! I've seen you fight when you're angry."

"I'm not merciless when I fight!" Archer yelled at him. Gideon, on an impulse of rage, reached back to grab his swords, but before he could even get one out, Archer had his crossbow out and was aiming directly at him. "Don't even try it."

The two, unaware of the circling water that now began to spiral around a small blonde making her way out of the ocean, were at a standoff. Neither would move, as the other would most likely strike if they did. The sun beat down heavily on both of them. Archer's dark eyes were narrowed, tracing every single one of Gideon's twitches. Gideon was registering Archer's moves as well, predicting where he would strike first, but neither got the chance to use their knowledge as the sun suddenly disappeared under a dark wave. Both boys tried to get out of the way, but the wave slammed down hard, catching them off-guard.

"Zat iz enough!" Claire was so angry that her French accent jumbled up some of her words. Both boys, now soaking wet, stared at the small French girl. "You two. You two are... 'ow you say... best friends! Amis mellieur! Your parents, as they are brother and sister and opposite, argue much! You two should show them that their children can get along! Not fight whenever one of them gets angry." Claire narrowed her eyes at Gideon. "You. If you are angry, do not fight." The dark blues turned to Archer. "Et vous! You should not be mad at Gideon if his father becomes angry up there" She pointed toward the sky. "And it transfers to him down here! He can control Ares about as much as you can control Athena."

The poor child was shaking from her rage and she plopped down on a stump and crossed her arms across her chest. Her hair fell in wet locks around her face. Droplets of water ran down her skin and with one slight twitch of her shoulders, the droplets suddenly shot off in every direction, some hitting the boys, but when they were gone, she was completely dry. Even her hair was now smooth and straight, as if she had just dried and straightened it at a salon. The ground around the stump was completely dry as well, an after affect of the water bending. Gideon and Archer looked at her for a few moments before turning their eyes to each other. Archer's hair fell in front of his face and he ran a hand through it, slicking it back.

"Sorry," he muttered, staring at the ground. He looked back up carefully and smiled. "Friends?"

Gideon just looked at him for a few minutes before cracking a smile and saying, "Friends." He dipped his head in thanks to Claire. "Now, if you two will excuse me, I will head off to that barbecue with Ky. See you later, scamp." Gideon winked at Archer and Archer just shook his head. After Gideon had walked off, Archer cringed and leaned up against a nearby tree. Claire raised an eyebrow.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"Not really. I think he bruised some of my ribs." Taking a deep breath, he drew himself back up and smiled at Claire. "I'm going to see if I can find Kiran. I'll talk to you later, Claire." He waved to her before hurrying off to find the daughter of Apollo.

Claire smiled and stood up. Well, she had done her job for the day. She walked back into the water and sank down below the surface. She would go to the barbecue at some point. Just not yet.

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@HushedWhispers
I could have Johnson go with Luke and just have him "forget" that he said he would go with Jazz.