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♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

Alan Carpenter

~Alan Carpenter~

"The day you die is worth living for."
~ Alan Carpenter.

~General Information~

Name: Alan Carpenter.
Nick-Names: Fly Boy, Horus.
Sex/ Gender: Male.
Age: 18.
Place Of Origin: Little Rock, Arkansas.
Camp Cabin: Cabin Six - Hermes.

Appearance - Eighteen Years Old:

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Partner: None.
Ex-Partner: None.
Godly Parent: Hermes.
Human Parent: Cybil Carpenter - Contortionist and acrobat in the circus. Married to the ring leader and Alan's step-father, Jack Carpenter.
Siblings: Luke Castellan (Older Half-Brother/ Deceased), Chris Rodriguez (Older Half-Brother/ Camp Alumni), Connor Stoll (Older Half-Brother/ Camp Alumni), Travis Stoll (Older Half-Brother/ Camp Alumni), Cecil Markowitz (Older Half-Brother/ Camp Alumni), Hawley Eames Griffin (Older Half-Brother), Octavia Ramírez-Arellano (Younger Half-Sister), Magnolia Hartford (Younger Half-Sister)
Legacy: Eros - God of love.
Pet/s: Growing up in the circus, Alan considers all of the animals, ranging from monkeys to tigers to elephants, his pets. Although he has none in camp with him. He does, however, volunteer a lot of his time to the stables and helps out looking after the Pegasi.

~Personal Information~

Personality:
Alan has a very positive outlook on life and is generally a very easy-going kind of guy. Having been subjected to a rather poor lifestyle, constantly surrounded by the smell of shit and sweaty bodies, Alan has always taken the little things in life for full value. The smell of a flower, the feeling of a gentle breeze rolling over his skin, the soft touch of a woman...

He is most often times a quiet sort of guy when it comes to day to day activities, however when he uses his shoes to fly, his whoops and hollers of excitement can be heard all throughout the camp.

Most of his (male) companions in both the circus and camp poke a bit of fun at him for being overly sensitive, but Alan's thick skin and playful personality doesn't take their teasing negatively, though in the more quiet times in his life, he does wonder if perhaps they might be right.

He's got a very adventurous spirit about him, always wanting to make each show or quest he does different and more exciting and while it can be dangerous, Alan finds that he practically craves the adrenaline rush he gets at the very idea that injury could very much be a thing. This makes him a bit reckless at times though at face-value, Alan tends to be more calm and calculated on the outside.

Strengths:
His acrobatic skills he learned in the circus gave Alan the art of timing, able to calculate jumps and honed his reflexes into something superior to avoid injury. Tightrope walking and the trapeze being his two main events, he learned these very quickly and has only gotten better and more fluid in his movements as a performer.

Biography:
Alan was born and raised into a family deep into the traveling circus business, and was raised in the carny lifestyle. As a kid, Alan was tasked with caring and cleaning up after the animals though eventually worked his way up to aerial acrobatics. His parents were amazed at just how natural Alan acted when it came to heights. Even when the trapeze artists tried to discourage the young boy from the dangerous act by having him join them in practice, including jumps (with a safety net), twists, grabs and so on, Alan only grew to love the sport even more. So in the air he stayed and as he grew older, became one of the most famous aerial acrobats.

The nickname "Horus" was given to him by his fellow trapeze group, joking about how he was a "God" of aerial acrobatics. Alan went with the jest, finding the humor in it himself and found himself rather liking the nickname, though there was something just not quite right about it.

As he grew from a youth into a man, strange things began to happen. So strange, in fact, that during the middle of a show, Alan's vision blurred for a few moments before he was suddenly able to see things with the utmost precision and clarity, over twice as well as he had been able to before. He could hear heartbeats - hundreds at a time. He could even see in fine detail the dirt under his partner's fingernails as his calloused hands reached out to grab him. It all happened in a split second, but it was enough to throw him off balance in his jump and ended up missing his partners hands, falling into the safety net below. That in itself had been humiliating, and after trying to explain what had happened to his friends and parents, they shrugged it off as some sort of "you need more sleep" explanation.

But the weird only kept coming. He would be backstage, helping to clean up the previous shows act when he saw the Strong-Man speaking with one of the jugglers. Normally, this would be an every day occurrence and for a year or so, people within the circus began pestering the Strong-Man about asking her out already. But as Alan paused to witness their conversation, something just wasn't feeling right to him. Instead, he began to imagine the Strong-Man with someone of a much more delicate nature, someone that hadn't yet been brought into the carny lifestyle. The thought was so intense, so realistic, that Alan was forced to shut his mind off before he began to grow sick. He ran from the scene, and made it back into his trailer in record time. Just a few seconds, in fact, when he knew prior that normally it would have taken him a couple of minutes. Pushing aside the whole instance as a fever, Alan put himself to bed early, and waited for the new morning. Fate had something else in store for him.

A cyclops attacked their camp just a few moments before dawn. After realizing that this wasn't just some carny joke, Alan sprung to action, at first running from the beast as he wasn't sure what to do. The Cyclops, for some reason, seemed trained on him, but after making sure his mother and step-father were safe (his running faster than normal coming into play), Alan made a decision that if it was he that the monster was after, then he needed to protect his large, carny family. Before taking off, however, Alan's mother stopped him, and pleaded that he follow her quickly as there was something she wanted to show him. Reluctant at first, Alan obliged and followed his mother to her trailer where she handed him a small, pocket-sized multi tool that would usually belong on a key chain. Skeptical, Alan took it, and with a little instruction from his mother, the multi-tool transformed into a bow in the likes and craftsmanship he had never before seen. Alan's mother went on to tell him that it was a gift that was left behind for him some years ago, and that it would come into play when he needed it most. Not having much else to go on, Alan accepted the bow, and went to confront the monster. A quiver with three arrows appeared on his back, but not having much time to be able to question anything anymore, Alan took to the circus and on his third attempt, managed to stick the cyclops in the eye with one of the fast-moving arrows. The carnies were safe, but Alan had questions.

Together, Alan's mother and step-father sat him down and began to explain the years-long legacy that had been created from the time he was conceived. He learned that his father was Hermes, the messenger god, and that Eros, god of love, had taken quite a shine to him over the years and not only blessed him as an infant, but left gifts for him over the years to his mother - most recently being the bow he had used to slay the cyclops. It was a bit of an emotional conversation between Alan and his parents, as he had never even heard whispers of his true father before until then. And then, learning that he was a god, and that his powers were starting to manifest and attract monsters... it was almost too much. Alan's mother then handed him over a pamphlet with tears staining her cheeks. Another "gift" from Eros (Alan was starting to consider the god of love more of a father figure than his true father. At least Eros showed an inkling of interest in him, even from afar), Alan read the pamphlet over carefully and within the hour, decided on what he needed to do.

Camp Half-Blood was his next stop, wanting more answers that his parents could not provide him with. He was claimed shortly after by Hermes with a box of flying shoes left on his bed he had been staying in (ironically enough, in the Hermes house) and has been residing there ever since. However, unlike most of the other campers, Alan is only there for a few months during the year, as he has not been able to pull himself away from the carny lifestyle completely as of yet.

~Demigod Information~

Demigod Abilities:

Love Sense: One of two abilities given to him by the God, Eros, Alan is able to look at a person and get a vague depiction of the kind of person they are meant to be with. If such a person is around, he is able to sway emotions just slightly in their favor as a sort of push to help them fall in love. Unfortunately, he is unable to use this ability on himself. If he happened to be someone's type, even if sitting right next to them, he would never know.

Archery: The second, more prominent ability that Alan was given by Eros is near perfect archery skills. He also excels in other target-precise/shooting-based activities such as basketball or football, and aerial acrobatics. He has been known to be able to split his own arrows in half on a target, and be able to shoot an apple off of someone's head while blindfolded. Because of his natural demigod abilities of heightened senses like sight, his range has been measured to around 500 meters before his accuracy starts to wane.

Athletics: As the son of the god of Athletics, Alan has a naturally enhanced athletic ability.

Enhanced Speed: Like his father, Alan has an incredible amount of speed and when wearing his father's shoes, can even reach supersonic speeds. He can use this ability even to run on walls and ceilings.

Flight: Thanks to his father's shoes that were gifted to him in his first days at Camp Half-Blood, Alan is able to take to the skies and fly for long periods of time. The altitude changes do not affect him as it would others, and is able to reach limits up and into the clouds before the temperature drop and lack of oxygen slowly start to effect him.

Prophecy: Inspired by his own fathers ability of being able to roll dice to predict the future, Alan has been working hard on this birth-given ability to refine it into something more. But just like his love sense ability, he is unable to use this on himself, nor can he predict himself in other peoples futures.

~Weaponry Information~

Weapon/s: Alan is quick, so if his enemy can not see him, he can not be hurt. Alan uses his speed and quick reflexes to gain the advantage on an opponent, and with his near-perfect archery skills can be quite a force to be reckoned with on the battle field, however Alan has never shot to kill or severely injure. His style is much more catching the baggy part of their clothing and pinning them to a wall.
Weapon/s Name: Swiftwind
Weapon/s Type: Bow
Attributes: Speed (arrow travels faster than normal)

Weapon Appearance

Weapon/s Appearance:

~Other Information~

Other:
Materializing arrows: Since Alan can't be expected to carry around a quiver of arrows on his back at all times, his bow has been modified so that when a simple multi-tool he has in his pocket is activated to Swiftwind, a quiver and arrows will materialize on his back. It is still in the works, but Alan is currently limited to five arrows in his quiver as of date.

~Theme Song~

Theme Song:
Higher - Taio Cruz

♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

@smarty0114
Riordan's Percy Jackson series is so large and diverse, it takes not only watching the two movies, but reading all of the books to be able to grasp fully the world that has been intended. As I said previous, Vic and her co-GM's have made changes to Riordan's lore to better suit the people that don't have the time or experience with the franchise. I, myself, have only seen the two movies and read the first book (currently on the second) and have been able to learn enough for my characters by going to Vic directly for questions. Things will be different. We are not Riordan.

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~Gil ? - Undertow~

Name: Gil ?
Other Names: Undertow
Real Name: Gil ?
Age: ?
Occupation: Cabin Boy

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age ?):



Appearance - Today (Age ?):



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Biography (Before Earth):

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♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

@Tojin for these kind of questions I would ask Vic directly. Though a lot remains true to the books and the movies, she has tweaked a thing or two in the roleplay to better be interpreted into writing. Legacies, to my own knowledge (since I had to ask her personally over a Skype call), is a bit more complicated than that. Vic will be with you shortly for a more detailed explanation. Hope this helps :)

♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

Deon Alexander

~Deon Alexander~

"If you're gonna be the best, you have to take out the best."
~ Deon Alexander.

~General Information~

Name: Deon Alexander.
Nick-Names: D, Big Dog.
Sex/ Gender: Male.
Age: Twenty Years Old.
Place Of Origin: New York City, New York.
Camp Cabin: Cabin Eight - Ares.

Appearance - Twenty Years Old:

Scar

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: It's complicated.
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Partner: Vander Pzypialkowski (the woman he knocked up).
Ex-Partner: He has had too many to remember.
Godly Parent: Ares - Aris; God of War.
Human Parent: Maya Alexander - Middle-class single parent that always did what she could.
Siblings: Elena Reese (Younger half-sister), Aella Stedford (Younger half-sister)
Legacy: Tyche - Goddess of fortune, chance, providence, fate, luck, success, and prosperity.
Pet/s: Though he doesn't consider it his dog, his mother has a pet German Shepherd named Frankie
Other: Simon Pzypialkowski - 2 year old son.

~Personal Information~

Personality:
Firstly, Deon is incredibly conceited and self-centered. His only priority is himself which he often-times refers to as "number one." He is incredibly boastful and cocky and appears to believe himself invincible, given his parentage of a god. He will stop at nothing to prove himself better than the rest in whatever he can, and when losing, he somehow twists his words to make himself the Victor in one way or another. He doesn't know how to lose.

In battle, whether it be verbal or physical, he is extremely cut-throat and merciless. Though he has never taken a life, his reputation of landing many people in the infirmary for months at a time has instilled fear in others for facing the proverbial beast. It has been noted by many that a literal fire takes place in his eyes when he has had a victory and in holding his weapon to their body where he very well could kill a person. This fire, coupled with a twisted, smug smile on his face is a thirst for warfare that he simply gets drunk off of, and had become addicted to. In many people's opinions, it is only a matter of time before he does kill, and steer clear of him in battle to keep from being his first.

He holds no remorse for those he injures while fighting in camp and on more than one occasion has attacked with a more powerful purpose than to simply injure or knock unconscious. It is said that Deon holds a certain, animalistic rage when he fights which has kept him champion in most games even when he was outmatched. He laughs at his pain, showing no weakness and many times others have often wondered if he is even human. Well... they were half-right.

His hardened exterior can be chipped away, though, when a woman or two come into play, as he is a bit of a womanizer and has a pretty high sexual drive. He will, however, never put a woman on too high of a priority level, especially when his reputation is on the line of being a "bad boy."

When enticed, he can be quite charming and ever the smooth-talker. This, along with his bad boy nature, for some reason, always manages to have a handful of girls out for his attention and hanging off his arm.

Strengths:
Deon's strengths boil down to his physical body and prowess in battle. He has a higher amount of stamina and dexterity than most demigods, and can fight for hours at a time before he starts feeling drained. He has a small amount of control of when his second wind comes into play and even has third and (very rarely) fourth winds to keep him going.

Biography:
Deon grew up knowing that he was capable of great things. It seemed that right out of the womb, Deon's abilities began to showcase themselves, leaving his mother no other choice than to tell Deon at a very early age about his father. Deon took the information in stride, always running around the house chasing their cat at the time with a foam sword, screaming "I am the God of war!" He pretended to be Ares quite regularly, and though he had never met him, constantly asked his mother when he would be coming home.

Because of her son's special background, Maya remained single despite being still quite young and very attractive. She knew Deon was a handful and didn't want to bring anyone else down with her baggage, so Deon became her one and only.

Deon was only eight when the first monsters began to show. Amphisbaenas, empousas, and then finally harpies. The older he got, the more powerful the monsters that began to try and attack him became. For a while, Maya was able to defend her son against these monsters, but in an accident by a harpy who's claws nearly ripped his head from his young body, leaving the child with a mutilating scar from his brow to the top of his head, she decided to she could no longer protect him, and took him to Camp Half-Blood.

He was twelve when Deon first arrived, though for the first few years it was for the summer only - enough for the camp to teach him how to fight and defend himself for when he would return for the school year. It wasn't until he was fifteen did Deon even realize that it was because of the goddess Tyche that he was even still alive. Ares had known for quite some time that Deon was attracting monsters at a young age. Not wanting to get involved first hand, he instead sent the goddess to bless his son with her ability of luck, thus sparing his life from the harpy attack. Though he still has the scar, raw and mutilated as the day he got it, without Tyche he would certainly have died.

At fifteen, the camp strongly recommended that Deon start staying with them year-round, as the world outside only continued to become more and more dangerous for him. It took much more convincing on his mother's part than Deon's, as he was all she had, but she eventually agreed that it was for the best.

There have been a few times Deon has been allowed to return home to see his mother. It was during one of these visits he grew bored and went out to meet some girls. A few months later, Deon recieved a text from a girl he had hooked up with that she was pregnant. Deon became a father at the age of eighteen.

He doesn't see his kid very often, and isn't exactly interested in seeing him either. Like his father before him, he is distant by choice and blames it on the fact that he doesn't live in the same city as them, so it makes visits difficult. Most of the time, he even forgets he has a kid, but there are times when he remembers, he can't help but to wonder if his kid has inherited any of his abilities.

~Demigod Information~

Demigod Abilities:

Telumkinesis: As a son of the God of War, Deon has the potential to have a great amount of control over weapons, just like his father.

- Weapon Conjuration: Perhaps his most honed skill, Deon can transform a weapon into seemingly any handheld weapon conceivable, including a "huge" hunting knife, an aluminum baseball bat, a Late Medieval two-handed greatsword, and a shotgun.

- Weapon Transformation: Though much more difficult, Deon can also transform weapons into something far less threatening, like turning a gun into a plastic toy that shoots corks.

- Weapon Curses: Deon has very little experience in this field, but is hungry to learn anything and everything he can about it. He has only ever successfully cursed a weapon once - a pair of tweezers that whoever used it, ended up with twice as many hairs that had been plucked. He still hasn't figured out how to take the curse off.

- Disarmament: Deon has the ability to disarm an opponent of their weapon with a simple gesture, however it has only ever worked for him when his adrenaline has spiked to extreme levels that are rooted from fear.

- Weapon Omniscience: It was this ability that led Deon to believe that he wasn't normal. Upon touching a weapon, he learns of not only it's history, but somehow automatically learns how to use it.

Odikinesis: Still not able to control it as it only seems to happen when he is angry, Deon does possess the ability to control feelings and emotions of war (such as hate and rage), and can induce them in order to start fights.

- Battle Jitters: If he concentrates hard enough, Deon can cure someone of their "battle jitters" by simply making eye contact. However this ability is better and easier used by speaking to them.

~Weaponry Information~

Weapon/s: Inherited by his father, Deon has a significant amount of strength and dexterity, making him out to be quite the power house. And when wielding either Rigormortis or Heart Seeker, that strength shows significantly, striking terror into the hearts of his opponents.
Weapon/s Name: Rigormortis, Heart Seeker
Weapon/s Type: Sword, Spear
Attributes: None

Weapon Appearance

Weapon/s Appearance:

~Other Information~

Other:
Deon smokes and never passes up an opportunity to get drunk off his ass even when expected to train that day. He also has connections within the camp of dealing and selling harder drugs which he usually then sells to others at a higher price. Though occasionally he will indulge. He is also known to sell these goods to women for sexual favors instead of money.

Deon uses a small pocket knife to transform into his main weapon - his sword Rigormortis. Thanks to his weapon manipulation ability, with a certain flick of the wrist, Rigormortis can then change into his spear, Heart Seeker.

~Theme Song~

Theme Song:
Don't Stop - Innerpartysystem

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~Hansel Perduto - The Knave of Hearts~

Name: Hansel Perduto
Other Names: The Knave of Hearts
Real Name: Hansel Perduto
Age: 30
Occupation: Knave

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age 17):



Appearance - Today (Age 30):



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Biography (Before Earth):
Old habits die hard. When Hansel found himself in Wonderland, he came upon a castle. With his hungry stomach, Hansel ventured inside, his nose leading him to the kitchens where he was able to sniff out a plate of tarts. However, upon hearing a noise, Hansel hid himself in the larder, watching through the slit between the doors as a man bounded into the room and stuffed the tarts in a burlap sack before scurrying off. His haste was made clear when soldiers then entered the room, looking for the culprit. As circumstance would have it, Hansel ended up sneezing, giving away his hiding position. The soldiers found him, and deemed Hansel the culprit of stealing the Queen's tarts. He was put on trial immediately, The Queen of Hearts hot on the thought of having his head removed from his body as punishment. However, a small, brunette girl with intense brown eyes interrupted the trial, spouting nonsense until The Queen of Hearts, for some reason, took back her sentence and instead offered Hansel a proposition: If Hansel could find the true thief, he could continue to live with his head on his shoulders, though he was given only eight hours to do so and bring the thief back to The Queen, alive.

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♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

Marcella Gates

~Marcella Gates~

"Look, I know I'm skinny but I can eat two of these... and I will."
~ Marcel Gates.

~General Information~

Name: Marcella Gates.
Nick-Names: Marcel, Sin
Sex/ Gender: Female.
Age: Nineteen Years Old.
Place Of Origin: Los Angeles, California.
Camp Cabin: Cabin Thirteen - Hades.

Appearance - Nineteen Years Old:

Hair Up

~Relationship Information~

Relationship Status: Single.
Sexuality: Homosexual.
Partner: None at this point in time.
Ex-Partner: Sarah Kerridge - Long distance relationships don't always work out.
Godly Parent: Hades - King of the Underworld.
Human Parent: Lilith Gates - Distant mother, more than likely a stripper or dealer. Had a different boyfriend every week.
Siblings: Erin Marie Chase (Half-Sister), Nico Di Angelo (Older Half-Brother/ Camp Alumni), Bianca Di Angelo (Older Half-Sister/ Deceased), Hazel Levesque (Older Half-Sister/ Camp Alumni).
Legacy: Atë - Goddess of mischief, delusion, ruin, and folly.
Pet/s: Upon first arriving at camp when she was nearly seventeen, Hades gifted her with Bruce - an Egyptian Fruit Bat. Though Bruce does like a good belly rub and to be hand fed, he spends most of his time sleeping up in the cabin's rafters.

And just recently, Marcel (on her own) had a bit of an impulse buy and brought home Bacon to the Hades cabin. Bacon loves attention and cuddling, and Marcel is almost sure he thinks that he's human.

~Personal Information~

Personality:
First and foremost, Marcel is a drug addict. It doesn't matter what drugs, when or where, if it can get Marcel to quit feeling, she will take it without a moments hesitation, and then keep up on it to keep from getting sober. If ever in the off chance that she is sober, she becomes exceptionally irritable, and even violent, until she gets her next fix.

Marcel, by default, is a very private person who would prefer her own company rather than anyone else. Though she is far from shy, as she can contribute enough to a conversation when she needs to, she is an extreme introvert - not even liking to go outside much. She's a liar, having learned early on from her mother that telling the truth most times just wasn't an option. While these lies can range from simple, white lies to deep, entangled ones, it has become a regular part of her speech pattern. As an example, when someone asks her how she is, her immediate response would be "I'm fine." Though she is far from it. This also dips into her sarcastic side as well. Since telling the truth is exceptionally difficult for her, sometimes her answers come across as very dry and/or sarcastic, letting someone know that while she's not exactly lying, it's clear she doesn't want to talk about whatever subject it is.

Also tied to this is her way of manipulation. When asked about her drug problem, she will simply reply, "I have it under control" or "I can stop any time I want" basically ending the conversation right then and there without having to get into it. She shifts blame everywhere but herself, unable to cope with knowing that she and she alone has destroyed her life. Over the last year, her favorite subject to blame is her ex-girlfriend, Sarah, for making her the way she is. Though sometimes the blame does shift towards her father, Hades, or her negligent mother, Lilith.

She finds nothing wrong with the illegal acts she partakes in, both drug and criminal, and comes across as believing herself to be above the law. By this, it comes across as bravery - of not being afraid of getting into trouble or facing consequences, but anyone who is able to look her in the eye knows it better as cowardice.

Marcel is also fond of chaos. If things seem a little stale, it would not be beyond her to quietly steal a personable item from someone or set up a trap that guarantees someone else will be blamed for it. And because she is so quiet and recluse, not a single soul would even expect this side out of her while she sits back and just watches the events unfold. She has the Goddess, Ate to thank for this.

Strengths:
Marcel prefers to be more of a sidelines kind of person, however when faced in a situation where fighting is inevitable, she is quick, agile and resourceful.

Quick reflexes: Not having a whole lot of battle lore engrained into her brain like most campers, Marcel sticks to one weapon and one weapon only that she has developed near mastery levels of. Her twin blades, Prick and Barb, are always on her person, tucked into small straps on the inside of her combat boots. Her extremely quick reflexes almost always grant her the first hit, and though the blades themselves aren't very big or intimidating, Marcel attacks to severely injure or even kill. She has taken lives before, and she's not afraid to do it again. She believes that while on drugs, she is able to be faster, quicker, and all around better.

Artistic: Marcel has a very right-brained way of thinking, and often times expresses her inner self on either the walls of her bedroom, various canvases around her room, or on paper where she designs her own tattoo ideas.

Biography:
Marcel was born addicted to drugs.

Her mother, Lilith, didn't exactly have the best lifestyle. Being a bit of a drug addict herself, Lilith didn't stop her addictions even after discovering that she was pregnant with Hades' child. It was a difficult pregnancy, one that nearly killed Lilith in the process, but after giving birth to Marcella, it seemed that her "motherly" duties were finished.

Marcella got the most bare-bones upbringing any child would be able to survive. Though she lived with her mother, Lilith was much more like a teenage babysitter that would rather be on the phone, have sex with a new man every week, and do drugs, right in front of her like she wasn't even there. She got locked in her room a lot, as Lilith just didn't know what to do with a child, nor did she particularly want one, and Lilith made that very clear to Marcella almost daily when she'd scream at the child for ruining her life for existing.

She was left with strangers frequently while Lilith went out to indulge in her lifestyle, and in the very rare moments when it was just the two of them together, and Lilith was slowly coming down from whatever high she managed, she would tell Lilith of her father. She told her that he was a God - Hades. She would tell her of their passionate love affair that was over before it began. It wasn't until Marcella was thrown into school and began learning about the Greek Gods did she deem her mother simply crazy for such wild stories. She didn't know who her father was, and she didn't care. Hell, she hardly had a mother, just what the hell was a father? And just what the hell was a normal family, anyway?

So Marcella continued to grow up dysfunctional. She had friends that had normal lives, but it was like she was watching from the other side of glass - only able to observe, but never able to know it for herself. When she wasn't at school, she was either at home stealing her mothers drugs (having learned at a very early age how to use them) or out on the city getting into trouble. The first time she landed herself in juvenile hall was after getting caught in a break-in to her school. The police tried returning her home, but when her mother wasn't there, they kept her at the police station until Lilith came to pick her up. But instead of taking her home, Lilith signed the papers to admit her daughter into juvenile hall. She claimed it was so that it would straighten Marcella out, but Marcella knew that it was because she just didn't want her around, and it was like a free daycare service.

Marcella preferred juvie over her own home, anyway.

By the time she hit high school, Marcel (as she had dropped her full name a while ago because it felt too "soft") had already been in and out of juvenile hall thirteen times. She smoked, drank, got high - anything she could get her hands on which was rather easy because of the access she had to it at home, and her mother didn't seem to care. She was pierced, tattooed, and was making all sorts of wrong friends.

She eventually ended up with a girlfriend that was much more serious than any other relationship she had in the past. Sarah and Marcel met in their art class their very first year of high school at the age of fourteen. They dated seriously throughout high school, even through Marcel's brief disappearances to juvenile hall. It was when Marcel turned sixteen that things began to change.

Strange things began happening to Marcel. She would just be walking along the streets of LA when three cloaked, wrinkled old ladies would be carrying around a spool of blue yarn between them, seeming to follow a particular person. Then, they would cut the yarn with a strange (and very large) pair of shears, and then they were gone, but left behind was a very strange (and upsetting) smell of what Marcel could only describe as wet, old mold mixed with stale cat piss and maybe something a bit sulfury. Figuring it might have been some bad reaction to a new dose of drugs she was on, Marcel shook it off. But then when she was cornered at gunpoint by a small group of gang bangers looking for money and a good time...

It was as though she were watching herself in a movie. There was darkness. Shadows seemed to swallow up her attackers, and unexplained fear drove them away, shouting something about a fire woman. Confused, still coming off of her drugs, Marcel eventually passed out in the alley only to be picked up by the police short of a few minutes later. When Lilith bailed her out a few days later and brought her home, she went straight for the pills and was out cold not soon after. Marcel took the opportunity to start looking around the house - a lot of her mother's boyfriends liked to pick off of what little trinkets they had, and there was bound to be a stash of crack or heroine somewhere. Rummaging through an old cabinet, Marcel came across a pamphlet titled Camp Half-Blood. Flipping through it quickly, it seemed to be some sort of summer camp. Was Lilith really thinking about sending her away for good this time?

Then, one of her mother's "boyfriends" came home, and went straight for her. Figuring that he wanted to use her as a snuff for his cigarette again, or just slam her into a wall and call her trash as per usual, Marcel only flinched once but before he reached her, something change. His skin began to shift, and he began to make the most ungodly sound. Maybe it was the drugs, maybe it was the fact she hadn't had anything proper to eat or had any sleep in the last few days. Either way, what looked like a large, mechanical bird took the place of where the man's body had been, it's razor sharp beak out for blood - her blood. Marcel still doesn't know how she managed it, but as one thing led to another and she was sent flying through the front window of their house and into the street by what she was later able to identify as a Stymphalian Bird, she quickly picked herself up, melted and killed the beast with some kind of fire, and ran. Maybe this summer camp wasn't exactly a bad idea?

So Marcel went to Camp Half-Blood, quickly understanding afterwards just what was happening to her, and that her father, like Lilith had said, was Lord Hades. She never sent her mother a single letter, phone call, text... nothing. Why would she? Lilith was just another body that occupied the house she grew up in. She did, however, keep in touch with her girlfriend, Sarah, and for two more years they were able to keep that relationship going. During those two years, Marcel did what she could to go and see Sarah. If she wasn't spending her summer in The Underworld with her father, than she was with Sarah. Things were going really well and Marcel even had thoughts of proposing to her, until one surprise visit to her girlfriend and she found her in bed with a man.

Marcel would tell you that she blacked out after that incident. But what really happened that night is something she would never forget. She developed a thirst for death. The very moment a person's soul leaves their eyes, dissipating into golden dust around her... it became like a second drug. But unlike her other drugs, she knew that this just wasn't something that should be okay, though she struggles with it almost every day. She has killed, and she liked it.

~Demigod Information~

Demigod Abilities:

Necromancy (limited): Unlike her father, Marcel has very limited abilities as far as what she can do with those who have since departed.

- Power Over the Undead: It has only happened once, and with someone as stone-cold as Marcel, even she was a bit freaked out by it. When extremely agitated, Marcel has the ability to call forth the dead to fight for her. In the one instance, she managed to reanimate skeletons that dug themselves out of "hell" and were not only loyal and obedient to her, but were quite a force to reckoned with. She was able to summon three before she freaked out and disbanded the control, leaving them lifeless once more and "fading" back into the earth. While spending time down in the Underworld, if the lost souls grate enough on her nerves, she also has the ability to silence them with a quick motion.

- Death Sense: Her most hated ability. Marcel considers being able to sense when a person is dying and when their soul is being judged in the underworld as a curse, and has gone to a few lengths to see if it can't be removed from her permanently. Being able to sense other people's life auras, while annoying, is still much better than being able to "smell" death on a person, and would much rather just have that.

Umbrakinesis: Marcel has some control over shadows and darkness, though in comparison to her father and half-sister, Erin, these abilities are almost laughable.

- Darkness Generation: She can use solid bolts of darkness as a secondary weapon, but it wouldn't be any more effective than throwing a small rock at someone. She is able to, however, surround enemies into pitch black clouds of lightless space for a very brief period of time - enough to make them start to panic a bit.

- Darkness Shields: Marcel can solidify shadows into a small sort of shield that can deflect most assailing attacks, however she wouldn't exactly put it up to the test of Zeus' thunderbolts just yet.

Dark Infernal Pyrokinesis: Marcel's favorite ability - the control over black hellfire, which is considerably more destructive than normal flames as it turns whatever it touches into liquid. She is able to conjure and control it through her hands and uses it's extreme heat to light her cigarettes or bongs (having liquefied many in the past while she was still learning to use it).

~Weaponry Information~

Weapon/s:
Weapon/s Name: Prick and Barb - together they are Hell's Scream.
Weapon/s Type: Twin daggers.
Attributes: None.

Weapon Appearance

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~Other Information~

Other:
Marcel keeps a small pair of sewing scissors in her back pocket at all times. When the two handles are twisted apart, they become her dual daggers, Prick and Barb - Hell's Scream.

Marcel has a wide variety of tattoos and piercings. Her earlobes are gauged to a size eight on each side. Her right ear has three different helix piercings that is gauged to a size ten, and her left ear has four of the same size. Her nostril is pierced on the right side with a closed hoop ring, and her septum is also pierced with the same kind of closed hoop ring. Her lip is pierced on the right side in a common snake bite fashion with an open hoop ring. Both her nipples are pierced as well as her navel on the lower portion. Her tongue is also pierced twice, with one on each side of her tongue.

Her tattoos consist of one, larger piece on her left ribcage, a small chest piece and a small skull hidden away in her right ear.

She also has her father's symbol on the inside of her left wrist.

~Theme Song~

Theme Song:
Dangerous and Moving - Tatu

"Zeus was the prettiest girl at the ball, even Aphrodite was jealous of him."

♦ Demigods Of Camp Half-Blood ♦ (Percy Jackson Roleplay)

You already know this but I'm in.

♛ Yoshi's Stash ♛

~Dimitri Floydorovich Sudayev - Mordred~

Name: Dimitri Floydorovich Sudayev
Other Names: Dimitri "The Piston" Floydorovich Sudayev
Real Name: Mordred
Age: 19
Occupation: Student - College Football Quarterback for Southern California Trojans

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Age 6):



Appearance - Today (Age 19):



Personality Traits:

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Biography (Before Earth):

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Other:

♛ Yoshi's Stash ♛

~Li Shang - Mushu~

Name: Magnus Ping
Other Names: Mushu
Real Name: Li Shang
Age: (Physically 33 Spiritually 153)
Occupation: Martial Artist/CEO of Dragon Fist Martial Arts and Athletics

Appearance - Thirteen Years Ago (Physically 20 - Spiritually 140):



Appearance - Today (Physically 33 - Spiritually 153):

Rivenspire Appearance

Personality Traits:

Magnus' exterior is seen as a practical, sensible person. The way he runs his business is though the business itself is his life and can not be parted from it for very long but when he needs a bit of time to himself has no problems with directing people to those he has hired and come to trust over the years to inadvertently take his place if something were to happen. That in itself lets others who know that he is not from Earth that Magnus is always thinking one step ahead. He knows that he will not remain on Earth forever, and already has a plan for the business he built up should he unexpectedly return. He has his feet planted firmly on the ground and knows just what is what.

Magnus is also a very great person to go to for practical advice. Many of his students respectfully treat him as an equal, as they are not shy or afraid to ask him for help whether it relates to their form or something in their personal life. He is absolutely fantastic with children, and never underestimates or undermines them, no matter their age. He doesn't sugar-coat his words, by any means, but neither is he harsh when he speaks with them unless absolutely necissary to get the results from them he knows them to be capable of. He has pushed these boundaries only a handful of times in his life and regrets each and every one of them, still remembering how it felt to break a child's spirit, if even for a few moments.

Being far from superficial, Magnus' more romantic side comes from knowing the person rather than judging them by their looks. To Magnus, any average-looking female can be the most beautiful woman in the world if she has the right personality and carries herself well. On the same side, if Magnus were to see what society would call a supermodel, he would look and appreciate like any other male would, but would not have any interest in persuing anything more than conversation if he does not know them too well. Because of this, Magnus has been called demisexual on more than one occasion. And when he does find an attraction to a woman, he's not afraid to flirt a little to gauge their interest in him back. If it isn't reciprocated, he backs off immediately and does not press the issue.

He's also a bit of a nerd. His Asian culture brings a love of all things comics, anime, manga and yes, he does play Pokemon Go. He would never go as far as dressing up at a Comic-Con or any other Con convention, though he has been known to make appearances at them from time to time to browse the merchandise and spend his money on collectables. Magnus has also been known to have a little fun by visiting casinos, doing a bit of gambling, drink, and enjoy a show or two.

Skills:

Magnus has a natural knowledge of the rarely used Dragon style of Martial Arts, where the style in itself is classified as strong, smart, deceptive and unpredictable. Magnus is all of these things and more having mastered the style quite some time ago before his death. The Dragon style also has a few select traits of the other four Shaolin animal styles but is deemed to be the most difficult to master and the most powerful. Magnus uses quick, snapping kicks that hit with the blade of the foot and uses a full fist and his forearms to strike. He teaches his students that any part of the body that can be grabbed would be considered a target while practicing, especially the head which is simultaneously grabbed and struck. In order to master this style, Magnus had to learn how to keep his muscles relaxed even while fighting and hone the ability to switch from soft movements to hard ones. As a child, and even until this day, Magnus keeps his body in it's prime by doing drills to build the explosive power the style is known for.

Magnus has two trademark attacks he uses that his students aspire to perfect one day. This includes a Dragon-Tail kick, which is used to hit or sweep, and the Dragon Claw, which positions the digits in a flatter orientation than the Tiger Claw position.

With his marital arts training came absolute patience and respect for Chinese history, which in turn transitioned into arcane knowledge of the China both on Earth and in Rivenspire. He is a quick learner and has an incredibly adapt mind, allowing him to read up to three large books a day and retain most if not all the knowledge he gains from them to store into his long-term memory. During his schooling days in Rivenspire, this adept mind and speed-reading ability granted him the "Jinshi" title.

He had very minimal military training, and though he knows his way around a sword he never got the chance to see what he could really do with it before his death, though it became known very early on in his training that Magnus is ambidextrous. Whether he conditioned himself this way to be better than the rest or he was simply born that way remains a mystery even to him.

His years running his own company and opening up various Martial Arts buildings gave him an early knowledge of management. He shows excellent leadership skills by not being afraid of getting results by methods that are both brutal and exhausting, though they are highly effective in the grand scheme of things, showing an efficient leader behind his harsh exterior. He is excellent with money management, advertising, and keeping his company afloat even when merging into the world of athletic sponsorships when he had accumulated enough money to do so.

Magnus also has a hidden, introverted ability stemming from him being a spiritual guardian of the Royal Family. Though these powers have yet to be explored in his human form, he often-times thinks about what his magical limitations might be once returning home. When especially angry, his eyes flash a golden-yellow color for the briefest of moments before dissolving back into the dark brown eyes he was born with. So far, this seems to be the limitations of what he is able to do on Earth.

Biography (Before Earth):

Son of worldy renowned General Li, Shang was born into a heavily-influenced military family. Growing up, Shang was given nothing but the best for the slightly-above middle class family. He was given the best schooling, the best clothes, the best reputation and of course, one of the best houses. Things went well as he grew up so long as he kept perfect marks. There was a single time when his grade dipped a letter and his father had him conditioning for weeks until he was able to get it back up. Shang never made that mistake again. He was always pushing himself, forcing him to be the best student in all of his classes right up until graduation when he then immediately enlisted into the army to fight alongside his father.

For years, things went very well and Shang grew to be a very strong, independent man. He didn't have a whole lot of influence in the army in his young age, but he never let something like title keep him from offering to do jobs he knew was above his status. It was in one of these voluntary jobs that ultimately brought him to his end.

His squad was camped high up in the mountains, awaiting a traveling group that had been suspected to try and attack China from the outside. When the group never arrived, Shang, along with the others, began to get very suspicious. When he went out on a scout, which was not part of his orders, Shang came to the terrifying realization that the enemy had known about their location and was getting set to ambush them instead. Returning to the camp as quickly as he could, Shang didn't even have a chance to let out a breath before bombs and arrows were being rained down on the camp. His first thought was that of his father, his General, so by breaking every rule, Shang ran into the general's tent and tackled his father to the ground where he would be safer. Explosives near the tent went off, and shielded by his son, General Li lived to fight another day and drive off the attacking forces, but Shang was not so lucky.

After the war, a ceremony was held for Shang in high honor and was given a near-royal status upon his death bed. It was the events of his bravery and selflessness that then led to his father's promotion to the Emperor's second, as he could not have any children of his own. Then, suceeding as The Emperor, General Li took over and Shang's younger brother, Li Ping, took over. Li Ping eventually got married and they had a daughter Jí Yíng, who took over as second. She was then quickly married to Ying Zheng, who, after Li Ping's death, took his position as Emperor.

A shrine had been built near the palace a great number of years ago. It was a place where the royals could go to pray to their ancestors for a great many different things. Shang had a statue built in his honor - an Eastern Dragon to symbolise his spirit in battle. Legend had it, the sign of the dragon was to protect treasure, defend against famine and floods, and is filled with ancient wisdom and folklore. But above all else, Shang's personal statue of the dragon was considered one of the two most powerful animals in Chinese astrology and the sign of the emperor.

In spirit, Shang continued to watch over and protect his family - appearing in dreams, giving answers to their prayers by making things "happen" that wouldn't normally. And, when the other ancestors would allow it, Shang could obtain the appearance of his old physical body to interact with those with the purest of hearts for a few moments. Of all of his ancestors that prayed to him, little Mulàn Fa Yíng became his favorite. He spent a great deal of time with her in his spiritual form, finding it easier to lead and guide her this way.

But as tragedy struck, where Shang tried to test the limits of Mulan into making her a better warrior and ultimately breaking her small spirit for a few moments which led to events that nearly costing her, her life, Shang was stripped his title of guardian and cast out by the other ancestors that lived within the shrine. Guilt-ridden, humiliated, and having no honor, Shang was destined to wander the mortal realm as a spirit for the rest of his days, until a Sorcerer approached him with a job that could very well redeem what he had lost. More than interested, Shang was given a position as a guardian for a few children the Sorcerer wished to send to another land. Though still a spirit, it came to a strange (and oh, so wonderful) shock that his body once more became solid and alive when arriving to Earth.

Biography (Life on Earth):

After insuring that the children he had been sent with were safe, Shang continued to follow Merlin's orders by means of fitting into the strange world he had been put into. Knowing that he needed money, he needed a job, but what he was good at didn't seem to settle very well with Earth's standards as he got busted a handful of times trying his hand in fight clubs. After a year, or so, however, Shang, who had changed his name to Magnus Ping (to help him remember his home back in Rivenspire - Ping being a nickname he gave the child of the Emperor when his job was to be her guardian), decided to start his own business in martial arts.

It took perhaps five total years for Magnus to see more profit than loss, but his hard work and dedication definitely started to pay off and very quickly. Suddenly, he had gone from a romen-noodle-every-night kind of budget to being able to go out to the kinds of places that only let you in if you had a reservation. He was able to buy himself a penthouse that overlooked the city, have his home furnished and decorated for him, and even got a taste for the expensive suit style.

He didn't want to spend all of his hard-earned money on luxury, however. Instead, Magnus had invested his time into thinking about how he could, somehow, get some of the children he had been sent to Earth with to be associated with one another. It wasn't until he was at one of his demonstrations, watching as some of his students went up a belt, when the idea of throwing his funds at possible his own sponsorship occurred. So he branched out his business to not only teach Martial Arts, but to sponsor other athletics - more specifically, snowboarding and motocross. He had kept distant tabs on both Elsa and the very strange occurrence that happened to Peter Pan once he came to Earth. At first, the thought of a boy and his shadow splitting and becoming two different people was very strange to him, but then he had to remember that he was a spirit himself that took on very distinct dragon traits.

So reaching out to both Elsa and Pan's Shadow, now Eliza and Sebastian, he offered them a sponsorship to help them in their careers, and was more than pleased to find out that a friendship had formed between the two of them. He kept in touch with the other guardians as well, though save from Pinocchio who seemed to vanish completely. Magnus had to start wondering if the puppet had even made it through the portal at all.

Magnus now spends his time running his business, traveling the world, and simply having a good time. Though when he was almost unexpectedly reached out to by Merlin himself, he knew that things were going to be changing very quickly.

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Circling the dragon in Japanese is, "Dragon Fist Trains the Spirit."