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Name:
Avery J. Stratton

Nickname:
A.J., if making a name out of initials counts as a nickname. It's perhaps one of the nicer names people give to her all things considered.

Birth Date:

August 20, 1994

Age:
22

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Pansexual

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In Depth Appearance:
There's a good chance that many people will be looking up at A.J. in both the literal and figurative sense. Such things tend to happen when one is gifted with height. A.J. is a tall woman, standing at a good six foot two, and she wears her height rather well by not being a gangly sort of tall. While not in possession of an overly shapely figure, when she isn't dressing down A.J.'s more physical attributes come into the light, starting with the length of her legs which, depending on who you ask, rank high on her list of physical features. There's little cellulite to be found on her body thanks to what she claims is a good metabolism. Though her legs and the toned nature contained within are certainly points of interest, it is her sharp jawline and cheeks that A.J. is most proud of. Her visage is strong, elegant and angular, that it's such a shame that it's rarely shown to be smiling genuinely.

A.J.'s hair is always medium length and bounces between a sandy color and a more obvious blonde. She doesn't often experiment with new styles, preferring the standard middle part and healthy amount of brushing to maintain its straight nature. Her eyes, less bright and more pronounced, are a muddy brown but that doesn't stop them from being able to carry her glances of interests and incredulity. There aren't any blemishes on her skin, not even so much as a lingering scratch or wound or even tan lines. It's evident that A.J. enjoys making herself look presentable, and often that translates to a healthy amount of eyeshadow/eyeliner and lipstick, but it's never to the point of being caked on. That would just be disastrous.

A.J. goes for more glamour than outright flirty, knowing that one needn't show off to grab attention when needed. But by the same token her devotion to the glamour comes with its own cost.



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In a word? Variable. More often than not A.J. will be wearing clothing that screams comfort and casual but is more fashion oriented than a simple 'casual' look of jeans or what have you. While jeans are certainly welcome, it's never without matching accessories or a top to match. A.J. stays on top of the trends in the fashion world mainly so she knows when it's time to update her wardrobe, blending the in style trends with more down-to-earth, common person affordable items. She leaps at the chance to go formal since it is an excuse to wear dresses that either show off a bit of leg or else swish and sway with the steps; either way it all feels good to wear. A.J.'s style is a mixture of what's in and what's affordable, though what's affordable to her might not be so for everyone. But that's not exactly her fault, is it.

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Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• A rather light sleeper, A.J. will often sleep with the covers fully over her just to add an additional muffler from potential sounds that will wake her up. People that just stomp their way to the bathroom in the middle of the night earn a permanent spot on her shit list.
• An avid eater, at meal times A.J.'s portion sizes are a bit on the larger side though she doesn't seem to notice or care. Some observers note that she eats enough for two or three.
• Has a bit of a thing for jewelry, specifically rings. She will often play with her own ring when bored, spinning it around her finger or something to that effect.
• She doesn't use contractions in both speech and writing.
• Whenever she thinks or has some sort of idea, be it good or bad, A.J. hums. Audibly.

Likes:
☑ Pizza. It doesn't even matter what toppings. Pizza.

☑ Winter weather. It means coats finally get their time to shine.

☑ Fruit juice. Preferably freshly squeezed and not the artificial junk. It's a better alternative to sugar water.

☑ That indescribable moment after a real heavy kiss.

☑ An undisturbed night of sleep.

☑ Animated things. Be it cartoons or movies or even little flip books. It's cute.

Dislikes:
☒ Phonies and Fakers; don't ever lie to her.

☒ Laziness, and that includes people who just toss on 'whatever' when they get dressed.

☒ Clingy sorts that are unable to take 'I'll call you' for an answer.

☒ Slovenly sorts, the types that spill their food or don't clean properly. Those types.

☒ Autumn weather. It doesn't know if it wants to be summer or winter and it's just unbearable either way.

Fears:

• Obscurity. For better or worse, people know who A.J. is, and she very much would like it that way forever.
• Snakes. Ophidiophobia
• Romance. She's heard the stories. She's experienced certain situations. Love hurts. Love kills. She'll stay out of love's way.

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Personality:

There's a word for people like to use about A.J. and it's not one used in polite company, though the truth of the matter is a bit different than what it seems. It's quite easy to see just what traits she took from dear sweet mother despite A.J.'s protests on the matter. Popularity is something that A.J. flocks to, believing herself to be someone worth knowing due to her having a finger on the pulse. She wants people to know her name even if she can't be assed to remember any herself. Always with some new bit of candy around her arm or in her eyes, A.J. seems to be the type to be seen as a bitch due to her interests in physical beauty in herself and others, but while it's true she surrounds herself with yes-men and women and enjoys being the center of any given attentions, A.J. is hardly a bitch or even catty. She treats those that make an effort just the same as she treats her inner circle and is always willing to lend an ear to the girls that need a little bit of guidance.

It's just that her more...negative aspects overshadow her kinder ones. A.J.'s love of physical attractiveness has made her rather vain. Her fear of romantic involvements and entanglements has made her into something of a tease though it's something of a status symbol to be her bit of arm candy even if all that comes of it is a single night. Though she does have a heart, especially for the girls in the academy, A.J. buys a little too much into her own hype which serves to make her equal parts ice queen and motherly. With a bit more emphasis on the ice queen on most days.

A.J. is hot and she wants people to know that regardless of how it bad it might make her look.

Background:
One of the perks of being the child of someone that's a pretty big deal is that it makes you want for nothing. Though a marriage was not involved, A.J.'s mother had a particularly wild night after another in a long series of one-ups she was having with someone who won't be mentioned and this one ended with a pregnancy; an unwanted side effect but then, who hadn't been there before. A.J. was raised by her mother just long enough for her mother to instill some very important wisdom about life and people in general. A.J. didn't quite understand at the time, what young person does when the topic consists of such concepts as 'infidelity' and 'people will disappoint you'?

But A.J.'s father, despite not wanting to be one, had little choice but to take her in after her mother suddenly parted to continue to game and her spiteful existence. A.J.'s father, Anthony, is a wealthy sort that managed to turn his less than stellar looks into million dollar paychecks thanks to his ability to believably act. Growing up, A.J. was spoiled, raised more by the house help than the parent that stayed behind. There were visits from her mother, but they grew less and less frequent the older A.J. got.

It was actually her mother that insisted A.J. attend Olympus Academy if only so she could be among people A.J. could relate to. A.J. didn't understand at the time how...higher up her mother truly was and she entered the Academy with the hopes that there weren't any expectations to live up to anyone. A.J. really just wanted to continue being doted on like she was at home, though that was a bit more difficult among peers. Difficult, but certainly not impossible.

A.J. started exhibiting habits from her mother, namely in how she dealt with people that she felt betrayed her, the liars and cheaters of the world. Jealousy and spite reared their heads far too often and with it came a desire to be wanted...to be desired. Comparisons between herself and more unsavory aspects of her mother were quick to raise her anger, and considering the sorts that attend Olympus Academy, thsoe comparisons were made rather often.

She's more like her mother than she cares to admit.

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Extra:
Subscribes to the belief of 'Don't get mad, get even'.

Keeps pointers on just who is sleeping with who. This is for research purposes and for the whole 'get even' thing. Just in case.

_{I mean it's probably Hecate if I'm being honest}

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Godly Parent: Hera

Relationship With Godly Parent:
A.J. wouldn't say they have a great relationship, but they have an...understanding. She no longer thinks Hera left her behind now that she knows more about the pantheon and her heritage and all that, but it's doubtful A.J. will say she loves her mother. But she wouldn't say she loves her father either and he was actually there for more of her life. Hera cares for A.J. no more or no less than any other child she has borne but there is care to be found.

Godly Abilities: Due to Hera's status as the 'Queen' of the gods, A.J. considers herself as something of a 'Queen' of the demigods and with this status comes the ability to influence her 'worshipers' to do her bidding, which mostly consists of telling her hangers-on to do things like take her tests, do her homework, and cater to her.

On the more positive side, A.J. can also grant favor to couples and her blessing to young couples comes with assurance that their love is for real and will last. A.J. doesn't play matchmaker, but she can see who is faithful and who isn't and if two people have genuine feelings towards one another.

A.J. can't turn into a bird, but she can understand and communicate with them if the need should ever arise. Birds see many things from above and are shockingly good for intel.

Less an ability and more taking after her mom, when scorned A.J. will do everything in her power to ensure the humiliation of whoever it was that wronged her, no matter what.

Name:
Jonas William Highwind

Nickname:

The Biggest Nerd

Birth Date:
August 27

Age:
20

Gender:
Man.

Sexuality:

Cute Tomboys
Straight as an arrow.



In Depth Appearance:

Clocking in at six foot three, and a healthy, athletic, and musclebound two hundred and twenty pounds, Jonas is a solid and powerful young man. Even without the boons granted to him by his ancestry, he is undoubtedly close to peak condition for a man of his age and size, and owns both speed and power. Contrary to popular belief, the two are far from mutually exclusive (in fact, you could argue them being closely linked). Has a generally strong facial structure, with sharp brown eyes. The beard game is potentially powerful, but rarely is allowed to grow out to more than stubble. Carries himself with confidence and poise, no matter what he may feel internally. Surprisingly good smile.

Clothing Style:

The name of the game is casual wear. Tees, shorts, jeans, sneakers, hoodies, underarmor, basically all he needs to know is the weather and he'll build his clothing choices around it. Very occasionally will bust out a collared shirt. Likes his shirts red, apparently.



Likes:

• Martial Arts
• Video Games
• Lifting
• Paleontology (Dinosaurs are fucking cool)
• Stories in General (anime, manga, television, roleplay, pro wrestling, mythology, anything goes.)
• Long Drives with good music
• Food
• Cooking
• Sparring
• Dark Souls
• Just being one of the gang, and a reliable one at that.
• Rooting for the underdog
• Any of the above, with friends
• Cute girls

Dislikes:

• Feeling Idle
• Dishonesty
• Betrayal
• Extremism in general
• Math
• Those lacking in humility
• Floyd Mayweather
• Crossfit
• People who try to sell Crossfit
• The 12-6 elbow Rule and Knees to the head of a "grounded" opponent rule under the Unified Rules of Mixed Martial Arts
• That one judge who scored it 49-46 for Jon (GUSTAFSSON WON THE FIRST THREE ROUNDS)
• Dark Souls 2
• Anyone under his care getting hurt.

Fears:

• Losing Important things
• Not Being Good Enough
• Actually asking cute girls out instead of just sticking to idle chatter
• Probably Grizzly Bears

Habits:

• Foot-tapping
• Scratching the back of the head
• Abusing phone's internet browser

Personality:


Smarter than the av-er-age bear. While at first, being the son of the god of war might bring up images the typical meatheaded, boorish, jock to end all jocks, Jonas is surprisingly... normal in temprament. While not the smartest guy in the world by any means, he's far from stupid, and is easily as articulate as any other demigod in the academy. Perhaps owing to a lifelong background in martial arts, he's far from your typical blowhard, instead staying easygoing and cordial in day to day interactions. Hell, sometimes he can even be downright polite. However, this isn't to say, by any means, that he's a complete anomaly.

Respects strength in any form, of body, of character, of will, you name it, if it's strong, he likes it. Admires great warriors, and is absolutely enthralled whenever given the opportunity to learn of them and their methods. Seriously, if you ask him who his favorite author is, he'll probably either namedrop Jack Slack or Connor Ruebusch. While neither being Athenian nor particularly displaying an extreme aptitude for strategics, what he is is a thinking fighter, a veritable sponge when it comes to techniques and the tactics of their implementation. He may not be the best general in the world even amongst his brethren, but he does a hell of a job at getting his hands dirty.

He's one of those guys that manages the duality of being both laid-back and simultaneously brimming with a quiet intensity, less a volcano waiting to blow its top and more the purring engine of a high-end sports car. Sure, once he gets hype, he gets hype, but until then?

It's the calm before the storm.

Wait, shit, that's more a Zeus kinda line...

Background:
Raised by a single mom, Jonas was stuck from a very young age into a nearby martial arts program, just as much to give him something to do while she worked her three jobs as it was to teach him discipline and keep him out of trouble. While throwing you kid at a karate school is always a crapshoot at best given the variety of factors involved, the young Highwind boy took to the martial arts like a fish does to water, always looking forward to his mom getting off of work and being able to take him to the studio after school each day. Especially since, while the discipline did come after a time (along with healthy doses of age and experience), the trouble at school was much, much harder to shake. Despite being a decent enough kid, Jonas always found himself getting into brawls in the classroom, at lunch, behind the playground; anywhere was free game. It wasn't that he started them or sought them out, either. It was like fighting was drawn to him much as he was to the art involved in it. Never one to start a scuffle, he tried to keep to himself, but 99 times out of a 100, he did find himself ending them.

Such was life.

While school and such was hell in a handbasket, he often found refuge in the community of the martial arts studio, growing from a competent, studious little kid into a respected, knowledgeable young man, becoming a mentor as well as a student to those that came after him. Life had begun to turn around: he had more confidence, he was helping his mother tremendously with the new source of income, he even was starting to pick his grades back up--

And then Dad showed up, and everything got flipped-turned upside down.

One long, weird talk later, and he was the son of the Greek God of War, going to be sent off to Olympus Academy, and was a demigod walking amongst mortals. And hey, Dad's really, truly is sorry he can't be there for you or your sister, but those shits in the middle east have been keeping him so damn busy these days.

What the fuck, man?
Extra:

Poseidon's a G.


Godly Parent:

Ares

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Rather hands-off, and out of necessity as opposed to any real lack of willingness. Turns out, with all the conflicts the world's constantly going through, Ares is a busy son of a bitch. The two are amicable enough, but there's a definite air of awkwardness between them whenever put in the same room, a byproduct of the unfortunate distance between the two. Nonetheless, Ares has always found a way to, if nothing else, at least keep an eye on the boy, even if he can't always be there for him, and he is proud of him for sticking to his guns in the face of life. It's a rough world out there.

He of all beings would know.

Godly Abilities:

Impregnable Defense, Impetuous Style -- Call it a cheat code for the human body. In battle, Jonas's already considerable athleticism and durability skyrocket, soaring to outright inhuman levels of strength, speed, agility, reaction times, and toughness. Consider the difference between a man in his athletic prime versus himself, twenty, thirty years down the road. Now give him steroids and probably crack. Now apply all these factors to the physical stats of, say, Spider-Man. Scary stuff, right? Son of the God of war, people, he's going to be a physical beast.

The Drums of War -- When listening to a particularly hype piece of music in the background, he gains an additional boost in physicality, as well as a decreased sense of fear. For example, while he may stick and move in one instance, if the right song's playing he'll get downright crazy, trying to pull off flashier and flashier techniques.

A Call to Arms: Can summon any weapon he can think of from his Father's personal armory by verbally describing it, typically in intense detail and with a lot of energy usage—and then memorize it through taste. The definition or weaponry extends to ammunition and even gunpowder, although he's not yet fluent enough to manage to create more mundane things that could count as "improvised" weapons.

Those he has to find on his own.

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Name:
Johnathan Frederick O'Connor III

Nickname:
Webster - Everyone, and I mean everyone, calls him this. It originated in the first grade, when his near encyclopedic knowledge lead to the bullies calling him "Dictionary." He would go on to tell them that calling him Webster made a lot more sense, and sounded much less stupid, and so everyone, other than his parents, call him this, and it's how he introduces himself.

JJ - When he was younger, his parents called him JJ, shorthand for Johnathan Junior. His mother and father will still call him this from time to time, but none of his friends know about it, and he hates being called it.

Birth Date:
January 14th, 1997

Age:
Nineteen

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

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In Depth Appearance:
Webster is tall and lanky, standing at about 6 feet and weighing in at around 160 pounds, all of which he would like you to believe is pure unadulterated muscle. Really it's the opposite, as Webster hates exercise with a passion, and as such, his muscles are minimally toned, and His dirty blonde hair is kept styled up out of his eyes, with more hair product than he would really care to admit. His eyes are a stormy grey, and have a look to them that makes it seem as if Webster's thoughts are elsewhere. Webster's mouth is always turned up in a smirk, one that almost makes him look like he's up to something, but also makes him seem much more friendly, despite his complete ineptitude in social situations involving strangers. While he's tried hard to grow a beard, he can't seem to get past a light stubble, and so he keeps his face clean shaven as much as he can, although it isn't totally unheard of for him to get so wrapped up in a project that he forgets to shave for a few days. His skin is a clear and cream colored, and try as he might, he can't get a tan to save his life.

Clothing Style:
Webster most certainly does not dress to impress, despite his upbringing in a wealthy household. He wears flannels and band tees, beat up Converse and torn skinny jeans, and that's on a day when he's actually trying. On a lazy day, he opts for a tee shirt and sweats, though his Converse are his go to shoes. However, when he does want to clean up, he cleans up well, a result of his upbringing in a well off household. He prefers to wear blues or greys, and blacks aren't uncommon for him as well.

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Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Nail biting
• Taps morse code notes to himself when he's bored
• Doodles schematics
• Weaves his sweatshirt drawstrings together
• Bites his lip when he's thinking

Likes:

• Dogs and cats
• Mystery novels. Really most any book
• Architecture
• Sword fighting. The only exercise he'll tolerate
• Indie music
• Rom-coms
• Hanging out with friends
• Italian food

Dislikes:

• Exercise
• Spiders
• Stupid people
• Unnecessary conflict
• Bullies

Fears:

• Losing his friends
• Dying without doing something important
• Disappointing his parents

Personality:

Webster is a genius before he is anything else. Remarkably intelligent and resourceful, his brains are almost always the first thing people notice about him, a side effect of the unnecessarily large words that he'll sometimes use in conversations. This intelligence kept him out of many social circles as a kid, and left him a rather awkward character. While he acts perfectly fine around his friends, girls that he likes seem to be his biggest weakness, and practically any stranger will have him stumbling over his words. But, despite showing off his intelligence like a medal of honor, Webster is at his core, a caring and supportive friend, who'd do anything for those he cares for.

But, just like everyone else, Webster has a dark side. His IQ has left him arrogant, and he's always confident that he's the smartest person in the room. This arrogance is truly just a mask for his insecurity, the insecurity that's gripped him ever since he was a child. Always wanting to be the best left him fearing he was always second or third best. He can be remarkably sarcastic as well due to his lack of verbal filter, and to those who know him, they know he's just joking, but to those who're just meeting him, he can come off as rude.

Background:
Johnathan O'Connor was a new history professor at Stanford when he met the young, lovely, Aliane Corvus. Well, that's what she said her name was. In truth, she was the goddess of wisdom, Athena, and she'd taken a liking to the professor. Their whirlwind romance culminated in an engagement, a marriage, and a pregnancy, all within seven months. After Webster was born, Athena revealed herself to her husband, and their relationship soon crumbled. Johnathan couldn't seem to handle being with an immortal goddess and this drove a wedge between the two.

From birth, Webster, then Johnathan Jr, was expected to be great. His father wouldn't have anything else. "O'Connors are great," he would say to a young Webster, who would simply look up into his fathers eyes and gurgle, as infants tend to do. And Webster did become great. At the age of five he was reading full on chapter books, and using words far beyond the normal comprehension of a kindergartner. Of course, his father knew where this was coming from, but he refused to tell Webster anything.

From that point on, Webster was enrolled in private lessons after school. He was taught to play the piano, speak Spanish, German and French, and he even dabbled in the violin. His father always made sure he had something to do, and as he got older he desired rebellion more than anything, an escape from the life. And that day came when Mommy Dearest knocked on his door.

When Webster was just fifteen his mother showed up and explained away all the mysteries of his life, such as why his parents had split, and just who his mother really was. He was shocked to say the least, but when his mother suggested he be sent to Olympus Academy, and he's been there ever since, refusing to go home, even for the holidays.

Extra:
Apollo is my favorite god :)

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Godly Parent:
Athena

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Webster has only met Athena a few times, and so their relationship is strained at best. He resents her for never getting in contact with him as a child, but she is trying to build a relationship with him.

Godly Abilities:
Master Strategist - While Webster lacks confidence everywhere else, when it comes to strategy he is always on top, thanks to his mother. He is able to analyze a situation and figure out the best way to maneuver through it, and while his plans are sometimes failures, they are more often than not, successes.

Can We Build It? Yes We Can! - Webster is a skilled architect and can even understand the layout of a building simply by touching it, due to his mother's status as a patron of architects. When he's touching a building, the blueprints appear in his head and he can study them for as long as he has contact.

Care To Duel? - While many forget Athena's status as a goddess of war, her gifts in warfare have given Webster prominent skills with a sword, and his ability to analyze a situation make him a dangerous opponent.

Crafts! - To go along with his skills with architecture, Webster is a gifted engineer and is always working on different gadgets. While he may not be as gifted an inventor as a child of Hephaestus, given time, he could become a force to be reckoned with.

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Name:
Tessa Marie Galloway

Nickname:
Tess - One letter off of her actual name makes all the difference in the world to Tess, and she prefers this to anything else.

Birth Date:
December 25th, 1997

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

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In Depth Appearance:
Tess is a pretty girl, that much is certain. Her red hair falls to just below her shoulders, and shapes her face almost perfectly. Living in an area where it's snowing most of the year has left her with ivory skin, though she also suspects that this is thanks to her mother. She's not particularly tall, only standing at about 5'6, and weighing in at about 135 pounds. Years on the track and field team have left her with toned arms and legs. She doesn't where too much makeup, eye shadow and lipstick most of the time but that's really where she draws the line. Her eyes are a brilliant green, and many a boy has compared them to tiny emeralds, which never ceases to make her laugh, inviting the two dimples in her cheeks to come out.

Clothing Style:
Tess dresses rather conservatively compared to many other girls she knows. She prefers pants and over sized sweatshirts, to anything that shows of a lot of skin, although in the summer time, you'll often catch her walking around in shorts and a tank top. She prefers to wear lighter colors, yellows and greens, even blues, and she tends to stay away from blacks and greys.

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Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Hums when bored
• Bites her lip
• Taps her feet when she's bored
• Dances to literally anything
• Leaves notes in books for the next person

Likes:

• Animals
• Dancing
• Running
• Romance movies
• Cheeseburgers
• Archery
• Hanging out with friends

Dislikes:

• Bullies
• Horror movies
• McDonald's
• Stick-in-the-muds
• Having crushes
• Broccoli

Fears:

• Losing her friends
• Living a boring life
• Failing

Personality:

To many, Tess seems like she has enough pep that nothing could keep her down. She's always got a smile on her face, and is easily one of the friendliest people at the academy, always being the first to greet someone. She's a loyal friend, who would stop at nothing to aid those in need. She's an adventurous girl, and if you're close with her, count on being dragged along on some sort of escapade, into the woods or on some sort of scavenger hunt. Tess has a way of making a dull day seem impossibly fun. But enemies of Tess beware. Her fuse is short, and her penchant for melodrama makes her seem like a nuclear explosion when things piss her off. And as much as she cares for her friends, it's not uncommon for her to focus a little to much on herself, and forget to acknowledge her friend's problems.

Background:
Harrison Galloway was dumbstruck when he met Tess' mother. The goddess Artemis had appeared to him as a feisty red head, who loved to hunt. The two soon fell deeply in love, and within a year of meeting one another, they were married. After the wedding, Artemis revealed who she was to Harrison, but he couldn't have cared less. He was with the woman he loved, and that was all that mattered.

Tess was born the next year, and she lived a relatively normal life, at least early on. Her mother was around for quite a bit of her life, and she would take the young girl out into the woods, where animals would flock around them. As she grew older, her affinity for archery became prominent, as well as her skills with animals. And while she always knew there was something strange about her mother, she never suspected the truth.

When she was sixteen, her parents sat her down, and told her everything, before going on to suggest that she go to Olympus Academy, to train and hone her skills as a demigod. She was overjoyed. Finally, there was a chance at adventure, away from the small town she'd grown up in. At the academy, Tess flourished, making more friends than she had ever had, and proving herself as a capable fighter and student.

Extra: My favorite goddess is Athena

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Godly Parent:
Artemis

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Surprisingly good. Artemis was present for Tess' childhood, and so they are much closer than many other demigods are with their parents, although finding out that she had siblings that were born after her, during her parents marriage was hard to wrap her head around.

Godly Abilities:
Right On The Mark - Being a daughter of the goddess of the hunt, Tess has excellent aim. She finds that her skills are best with bows, but she can be incredibly accurate with throwing knives as well.

Snow White In The Flesh - Tess has a natural affinity with animals, and while she can't necessarily speak to them, she can understand their methods of communication, and can easily calm them.

Catch Me If You Can - Tess is much faster than your average human, and has much faster reflexes, thanks to her mother being one of the more agile goddesses.

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Name:
Dustyn Taylor Flint

Nickname:
Dusty

Birth Date:
June 8th, 1995

Age:
21

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

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In Depth Appearance:
Dustyn stands very petite at five foot two and weighing less than one hundred and fifteen pounds. Closer to one hundred during her months of "I'm trying hard to cut back man.." which is a nice way of putting: not drinking alcohol and eating fast food every night. She has a head full of naturally curly light brown hair, that she keeps long and often leaves down. Her eyes are a very light grey which can appear to be more of a blue tint when in the proper lighting. Dustyn enjoys being dolled up, but doesn't put too much effort in to her appearance. She enjoys lipsticks, eyeliners, and eye shadows when appropriate. Her body is littered with many scars and often bruises from her escapades of the past and present. She has yet to get a tattoo, but would love to get a thigh piece one of these days when she comes across the money and the right artwork. Her ears are pierced in several places, mostly done in the bathroom of friend's dorm rooms and very uneven.

Another hole is just another hole after all.

Clothing Style:
Comfort with a splash of grunge. Dustyn is always seen in some type of denim, whether it be skinnies or daisy dukes- she has jeans on. Not too picky with whatever her top is, as long as it doesn't smell too bad from the last time she washed it. Tends to not wear a purse or any type of bag with her, so don't be surprised if she asks you to place her stuff in your pockets or your own bag. Wears accessories often, but nothing worth more than a couple dollars. Wears a watch sometimes, but the battery has long been dead.

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Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Nightowl
• Doesn't know how to ride a bike
• Chews her nails when she is nervous
• Swears she made out with Morgan Freeman once
• Always has someone elses lighter in her pockets

Likes:

• Pretty drinks with long names
• Spending time with her friends
• Dancing until her legs ache
• Taking naps during all times of the day
• Sending photos on snapchat of random body parts

Dislikes:

• Carrying a purse
• When people don't know how to relax
• Early mornings when she hasn't slept at all
• Hangovers that can't be cured with french fries
• Guys who don't text or call the next day

Fears:

• Overdosing on something too hard
• Never finding someone who truly loves her
• Falling between the sink and toilet and getting severely stuck

Personality:

Dustyn is someone that would see you eating lunch by yourself and not hesitate to walk over and keep you company. Granted, she might sit down and end up eating half of your sandwich while she explains to you why she thinks it'd be a good idea for you to go to the movies with her that night to see some new slasher flick- but she means well. She is not dumb, but can often appear air-headed and aloof based on her social activities and her tendency to go off on a tangent of something that she is passionate about or something that didn't really happen (ie: don't ask about her morgan freeman story). Dusty wants the best for everyone and herself, she just doesn't know how to go about it just yet.

Background:
Dustyn was conceived in Las Vegas, Nevada. Her parents had both been on their honeymoon with their spouses and ended up banging each other's brains out behind Caesar's Palace, or was it a Little Caesar's pizza? Either way, the two lovebirds had put their last relationships in the past and began the whirlwind that was Dionysus and Kimberly. A couple years had gone by but as soon as the big P word slipped from doctor's mouth, Dustyn's father had said he had other places to be- and thanks for the good time, it was fun. He even left a "Get well soon" card on the dresser, with about twelve dollars in singles.

Kimberly now was dumbfounded, pregnant, and all alone. She decided to leave sin city and try to find a better life in Salt Lake City, Utah. She didn't find any greener grass, but when Dustyn was born she did find out what happiness was again. The two lived in a small trailer park, growing up together and experiencing what life had to offer without many material goods. Though Dusty didn't live a glamorous life, she learned early on how much value there was in a strong family, true friends, and a good time.

As Dustyn grew into the age where teenagers start to experiment with smoking, drinking, and other questionable activities the signs of being not normal were coming into view. As her friends around her got buzzed after a couple cans of beer- Dustyn was struggling to find where the fun was in all of this. She took to greater lengths, pushing more and more to try to experience that feeling. It worried her mother, and not before long the talk of something being not quite right was exchanged.

Soon after at around the age of fifteen Dustyn was sent to Olympus Academy where she grew into the woman she has become now. Learning about her heritage and what it meant to demigod and why she was different from her childhood friends that she had left behind. Olympus Academy had been her home for a little more than six years, and she continues to grow into the woman that she hopes will make her mom proud.

Extra:
Favorite drink is a simple rum and coke. If you remember this she will love you forever.
_{Poseidon is my favorite :)}

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Godly Parent:
Dionysus

Relationship With Godly Parent:
"Dionysus represented those who do not belong to conventional society and thus symbolizes everything which is chaotic, dangerous and unexpected" Dustyn hasn't had much of a relationship with her father, he swept into her and her mother's life and brought a lot of fun and excitement and then left as quickly as he had came. She has a bit of resentment towards him, blaming him for her failed relationships with guys who we're just in it for some fun. When the two get together, they can tell they share very similar personalities but Dustyn's father didn't want to ever grow up, while she on the other hand- had that deep down urge to settle down one day.

Godly Abilities:
Dustyn has the ability to take large amount of alcoholic drinks without feeling much of a buzz. This tends to make her a bit of the "crazy" girl when it comes to parties. She is not immune, but it takes a bit more to get her feeling anything. Another party trick Dusty has up her sleeve is the ability to name the contents of all drinks just by taking a taste. Don't try to take a piss her coffee, she will find out, and she will fight you.

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Name:
Delilah Ann Wells

Nickname:
Lilah, Flower Child

Birth Date:
May 11, 1998

Age:
18

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

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In Depth Appearance:
Delilah's dark brown locks are curly and long to the point where they almost reach her waist. Most of the time she leaves it down but ties it up when she is gardening. Her cheeks are rosy and filled with life and her green eyes are framed by her long eyelashes. Delilah is more on the short side, standing at only 5"4. She has a petite body type or as her father would have said "she's as skinny as a stick and as flat as a board". While she does occasionally wish she was better endowed or taller, she is rather comfortable with her body. Having a goddess as her mother was advantageous as she never had to deal with acne, scars, or other flaws on her skin.

Clothing Style:
While working in her garden, she would wear blue-jean overalls with a plain t-shirt underneath. While she is just hanging out with friends or at the academy, she is usually seen wearing a lot of sundresses or maxi dresses with floral patterns. For footwear, she would honestly prefer to go barefoot, but wears sandals as the next closest thing and gladiator sandals if she wants to be fancy.

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Likes:

• All Fruits and Vegetables
• Plants: grass, tree, flowers, etc
• Kind people
• Singing and humming
• Sunshine

Dislikes:

• Violence
• People who deliberately harm the environment
• Littering
• Pests that destroy crops
• Cold weather

Fears:

• Monsters
• Death of loved ones
• Fire

Habits:

• Singing while she gardens and humming while she walks
• Tendency to skip more than actually walk
• Taking the time to literally "stop and smell the roses"

Personality:

Delilah is a kind girl who always tries to see the best in everyone even if they have done many wrong things in the past. She is humble and rarely brags, nor does she find any reason to. But that does not mean she is insecure, rather she is simply satisfied with herself. While friendly and patient with others, she is also easily fooled and trusts people too easily for her own good. And once she is fooled, she is still quick to forgive and still believes in them.

Background:
Delilah grew up with a single dad in Sacramento, California. She spent most of her life helping her father out on their farm. Always cheerful and glad to help, she never once thought about where her mother might be and easily accepted her father's lack of an explanation. All she knew was that to her father, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and that things were complicated.

Life on the farm was a peaceful one, and the harvest always turned out well, which was no surprise. Until one day, the Academy came to claim her as Demeter's daughter and take her to their school for demi-gods. She was sad to leave her father behind, but excited for the new life ahead of her. As she was saying goodbye to her father, Demeter sent her a message assuring her that her father would be fine on his own and that the goddess herself would make sure his farm will continue to thrive.

Extra:
My favorite goddess is Iris.

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Godly Parent:
Demeter

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Delilah has never officially met her mother and has never even heard from her aside from that one message. However, she hopes that one day they will meet face to face, reunited with her mother at last.

Godly Abilities:
Life and Growth: Delilah has the ability to speed up the growth of plants and even revive them when they are dying or dead.
Geokinesis: Delilah has the ability to manipulate the ground below her at her will. This only works with earth though and not metal. Nor does she have the ability to manipulate more than her weight worth of it at a time.

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Name:
Rhea Psomas

Nickname:
Ree
Fuck-Up (Reserved for family)

Birth Date:
April 15th

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Bisexual

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In Depth Appearance:
Rhea has a pretty bright face for someone so steeped in self-doubt and worry. She is constantly battling her perceived relationship with her father and while it may not show when she is with others, if one catches her unawares they will find a very different young woman. Typically she has toothy grins, bright hopeful eyes, and a calming sense of stability to her. However, when one isn’t looking at the girl, if she is surfing or hiking, she is a much more tired soul. Rhea finds herself constantly emotionally battered by her own sense of worry and doubt over the power she might wrought. She has a rather fine posture, and typically speaking is attractive by most American metrics. She is typically seen without bangs, letting her hair fall down to the top of her back. Her hair tends to lean to her right.

She has a shade of blue eyes most easily likened to the Great Barrier Reef. She has a rather straight figure, rather muscular legs due to her great experience with hiking and surfing. She tends to keep in shape and it's rather noticeable, especially in her bathing suits. She also tends to dress as if it was warmer than it is she is still rather unused to the colder temperature. So it isn’t uncommon to catch her with goosebumps and shivering.

Clothing Style:
Living near the beach most of her life, Rhea has gotten into the habit of wearing a bathing suit underneath her clothes. Typically the clothes concealing that is a baggy tee and a pair of shorts for the weather. Though on some colder days she has been known to wear leggings or jeans. When she is unconcerned about her appearance she can also be seen wearing a large comfy sweater and a pair of sweatpants. She is typically speaking dressing more for comfort than somone else’s viewing pleasure. She never owned a purse, instead carrying any money she has with her in her back pocket. She never found the need to use a purse and found them more cumbersome than helpful.

Rhea is a strictly bikini type of girl. She doesn’t believe she has the body type to pull off a one-piece suit as far as she is concerned it isn’t even an option.

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Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Rhea tends to play with her hair incessantly when her powers work without her knowing.
• While she is stronger in water and is technically speaking much more dangerous to others, she still cannot help but venture out to the sea.
• Rhea actually enjoys the chase all too much. The flirting, subtle glances. If she is in to them there is no stopping her from trying.
• Rhea tends to swear more than she wishes she did - it can get pretty awful.
• Rhea is almost always aware of the nearest body of water down to the centimeter it is from her. She also has this sense about fault lines.

Likes:

• Warm, but not too hot, tea. Preferably English breakfast.
• Lakes, seas, most bodies of water as long as they are large – perhaps it’s the Poseidon in her, but even each single fish is a fascination to her.
• Disney films.
• Being treated as delicate. She is rather used to being treated by a monstrosity by this point.
• Hiking into the wilderness and the views that accompany this activity.

Dislikes:

• Destruction.
• Death.
• The sensation of something being too hot. Warm weather is not a good example, rather burning one’s hand on a kettle.
• Reminders of home anything really, she’d rather just move forward.
• Sunny days.

Fears:

• Her own strength.
• Being confronted by someone who knows the accidents she has caused.
• Having to make decisions that greatly impact others.

Personality:

For someone who tends to have an on again off again relationship with destroying small towns, Rhea loves life. Her namesake is somewhat of a tragic one, the irony is not lost on her. Should nothing be embellished about the big guys, Rhea is the entirety of the reason Zeus outlived Cronus and came to rule Olympus. The entire reason her father was regurgitated by his own father. But it seemed the name was meant for irony as Rhea’s power followed her through life. She has always felt a feeling of resentment, yet respect for the gods. She isn’t one to let her anger take over her other emotions, but she wishes to rid herself of her power. The ability to cause the earth to shake is completely awful and it seems the earth shaker’s reputation will, no matter what be passed down onto her. Rhea spends a lot of time alone and thinks on these thoughts for hours a day. She is absolutely terrified of her own strength and yearns for a simpler life. However, she knows that no amount of yearning will change anything at this rate.

Because of this Rhea has hewed herself to the societal role of demigod. She realizes that she isn’t completely surging with positive impact for society and no amount of control will stop that. However, pretending she doesn’t possess these powers will never make anything better so she is set on improving her own abilities and making the world a slightly safer place. Because of this outlook she can be seen as one of the preppy members of the school, but it isn’t all so bad. A certain amount of peppiness and joy in one’s task usually leads to better results. This too is not lost on Rhea.

Rhea loves the idea of having people in her corner and often times will surround herself with people who will tolerate her. This has been a tactic for most of her life, because it seems that when she is more or less happy, her powers are much more manageable. The only time they got truly out of control was a moment of great distress for her and thusly the theory tends to line up rather well. Thusly, Rhea tends to go out of her way in order to befriend others. She is always offering little sentiments that can be viewed as a little much by some, but typically dropping off some breakfast and tea to someone’s door in the morning is not completely uncommon.

The thing about thinking the people who are ‘supposed’ to love you don’t, is that you look for that love. You feel unable to exist it doesn’t exist, rather you believe it has just been pushed onto some other person. Thusly, Rhea sees things that she often times projects onto others. Not many people will grow to love a walking disaster, but if Rhea had been right every time she believed someone harbored strong feelings for her she would have a town full of raving supporters. Unfortunately, all she has insofar as that many people is a town of graves. Thusly, she tends to lean on people not only more than she should, but once she does she can fall for them rather quickly. Some people drink, some smoke, Rhea falls. Hard.

Background:
While Rhea is approaching never talking about her past, it is the driving force of her life. Poseidon meeting her father was a rather droll engagement. Rhea’s mother was a Canadian woman on vacation in California. One godly thing lead to a slightly less godly part and nine months later, Rhea was born – in Lake Louise, Alberta. It wasn’t the life Poseidon would typically want for a child of his perhaps that is why she was given such a forsaken power. Rhea was a demigod, absolutely, but she also had five siblings who were fully human. They were all older brothers and they treated her equally like solid gold and absolute shit. It just depended if a boy was looking at her that day or not. Luckily for her, the boys weren’t quite aware of her bisexuality so towards her high school years, sleepovers were her escape.

Her mother on the other hand, was an entirely different fucked up part of her life. See her mother had gotten a bit of a god complex after having gotten away with what Medusa couldn’t, fucking the earth shaker of course. While the woman did possess the ability to love people more so than most people could, she unfortunately focused almost all that energy into herself. Many times Rhea had asked about where she came from, why her families signature traits were conclusively lacking in her own face. Why was the typical question, it was met with sneers that meant adoption to Rhea. Until one day, she asked what.

It was a rather rainy day, looking back on it, most likely due to Rhea. It poured all day, the more she thought about how exactly her mother could have had sex with a god, and then let the demigod child – Rhea lead a normal, subpar life. She asked to see her father, to speak with him, and her mother told her to try and go for a swim, see if he would be found in the suboptimal temperatures of Lake Louise. To this day Rhea still isn’t sure whether or not her mother knew that the temperature of water was largely unimportant to Rhea’s demigod physiology and that she could easily survive underwater. So she said okay.

Rhea trudged out in the blisteringly rain, which actually was cold due to the wind. She reached the beach and stopped. She glanced out at the rain smashing into the lake before she decided it was time to meet her father. To put an end to so many questions at once, it was both exhilarating and absolutely horrific at the same time. Yet she still found herself excited. It didn’t last long however. She got into the water and all seemed well. She was embraced by the water seemingly at home for perhaps the first time in her life. She felt the warmth of the impossible lake and once she was fully inside, she did not feel the strain to breathe. Instead she found herself dreading the next time her lungs would have to inhale the oxygen that awaited her above the surface. Strangely enough she felt more at home than ever before. But perhaps that wasn’t so strange as much as it was a false sign of hope.

False indeed it was, before long, after the wonderment of the lake ceased to bemuse her mind grew silent. Then it called out for Poseidon the mightiest of… Father. She just wanted to meet her dad. By the time she had finally pulled herself out of the lake nearly an hour had passed and her father was absolutely nowhere to be found. Not waiting for her on the shore like perhaps a film might paint it, not waiting in the lake. No longer in her heart or her dreams. Perhaps that day, in the middle of that rainstorm, perhaps Poseidon died. Certainly in a sense that was true. But in another, he was born. The side that rarely got the recognition it once did, the side that shook the lands of men and carved the shore. It was borne anew in his daughter.

That night, her brothers grew bored after a few Molson’s. They had recently found out about a boy who had been flirting with Rhea. It seemed that her brothers had decided to go on a midnight escapade to the boys who had been flirting with Rhea. They went in the night, took their mother’s jeep – it was surefire. Except of course it wasn’t. It was rather routine actually. They would go over, throw a little tilly and after the dust settled and the donnybrook had ended there stood a few very proud brothers and a very apologetic Rhea. It is at this juncture in the story, when Rhea replays it all in her head that she wonders if that hour in the lake had upset Poseidon. Perhaps another god. Of course, bad things happen more so than the average human is aware but when you have abilities like Rhea, you learn a lot more is the fault of men then what may initially appear to be true.

His father pulled out a hunting rifle and shot one of her brothers, his name was Johnathon. Their father had named all of Rhea’s brothers and their names were quite different than her own. That was something she had always loved. Johnny was actually a relatively safe kid all things considered with that family. Not safe enough of course, but some of her brothers would come to a much worse fate in just a few minutes anyway. By the time they made it home they were screaming bloody murder. By the time she had made it downstairs he was dead. The thing that most people don’t realize about Poseidon is that he was respected, not honored. This is because he carved the coast and sunk what didn’t stick to his will. Unbeknownst to many who live in Lake Louise, Alberta – they live underneath a fault line. By the time the dust settled and the waterspouts ceased their tireless dance around the lake, many were displaced and many were dead. Lake Louise, one of the greatest tragedies in the country’s history was all one young girl and her dead brother. Rhea was gone.

She was sixteen at the time and she moved to California. Her mother had told her once or twice in her drunken ramblings about her father, Poseidon the great earth shaker. So a month later when Rhea was finally standing on the coast, the sun beginning it’s morning rise, the ocean spitting waves at her. She called out, dug into the sand, waited. It was similar to the lake, but in a lake you don’t get waves like you do in an ocean. While Rhea was sitting there, allowing the water to gently caress the half of her that touched the ground, she could make out movements. Movements she recognized well from her mother in fact. The waves shooed her from the coast. They told her that this was no home for her, she belonged elsewhere, or nowhere. Truly, it didn’t change anything. The home she sought for some time was not beneath the waves with her father and he was indifferent to her mother’s death. Honestly speaking, Rhea hadn’t even summed up her emotions, the night is completely lost on her. She remembers something about her brother being shot, and she remembers a great beast approaching them. Perhaps that beast destroyed Lake Louise. Perhaps she did. It wasn’t an answer she wanted the answer to, and her father, the waves, the very sea itself could sense that.

Rhea has more realistic ideas of her father now. When she did end up meeting him, it was brief, to the point. Your power is too great Rhea, you need to learn control.

“Got it dad.”

Extra: Apollo is definitely my fav bae.

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Godly Parent:


Relationship With Godly Parent:
Rhea’s relationship with Poseidon is completely one-sided. She has spoken with the man once in her life and is typically unable to properly process emotions she feels that surround and conform to the missing father figure in her life. Typically speaking she blames Poseidon and herself for how she feels her powers will come to affect the world, negatively to put it succinctly. She feels like at this point there is no reason to start a relationship with her father, while this would infuriate many people, Rhea is typically more or less saddened by it. She wished for more and got much less. But she is attempting to play the hand she was dealt. Though she was never fond of the game they were playing in general.

Godly Abilities:

Abilities listed on a scale of most comfortable for Rhea to use, to least.

Sleep: Rhea is able to exist in water completely harmoniously. She is able to take a great fall, as long as she lands in water she will be alright. Water can heal her wounds, allow her a sense of clarity otherwise impossible outside of it and she can even walk on the bottom of a lake or shallow seabed and not have to surface for an hour. She is at her most comfortable in water. She is also able to walk on top of water controlling her buoyancy and ascending or descending incredibly quickly is very easy for her as long as she is in water. When Rhea touches water every aspect of her physicality is greatly enhanced, even during rainfall she becomes not only an adequate fighter but a dangerous one too able to process so much quicker due to her enhanced clarity.

See: Innately Rhea knows the exact position of the nearest Fault line and body of water.

Cry: When Rhea's tear ducts well up she is able to cause rainfall. She has been known to do this to herself at times, lightly hitting herself in the nose and thinking back to her past. She can use this as a trigger for her abilities at times. However, her father is not Zeus and as such she does not control per se the rain's amount. It is always the same, the natural hazard of torrential downpour.

Spit: Rhea is able to produce an incredibly fast waterspout that can carry hundreds of gallons of water from a large body of water onto dry land and into enemies and so forth. She is rather comfortable with this ability and thusly it is her strongest one. Though she is still unsure of herself and they can spin off out of her control. She can also technically summon more than one, however it is nearly impossible for her to maintain control of either when she does this. This ability is used by Rhea by thinking about the anger she feels and the water nearest to her. As such, and because of her sixth sense, she can form waterspouts by accident when she is feeling very extreme emotions.

Tear: Rhea is technically able to invoke earthquakes. Though she has never attempted to use this ability on purpose. When she is feeling very strong emotions, primarily sadness and anxiety and she focuses on a fault line she can cause the earth to rupture and shake. This can be absolutely devastating on a very large scale and she is in no way comfortable using this ability whatsoever.

Swallow: Rhea is unaware she possesses this ability, however she is technically able to use it. Swallow is what would happen should Rhea’s targeted fault line fall multiple miles offshore in the ocean. Later when she is able to target specific fault lines or bodies of water this may be possible, however currently she would have to be out at sea to accidentally use it. Currently she would need to be in a state of emotional anguish that is unlike anything she has ever felt. She would open up the fault line, not unlike tear and cause a tsunami to form. This could easily devastate entire coastal regions, but is both wholly inefficient for her to ever use in combat and almost impossible for her to even accidentally trigger.

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Name:
Marcella Aveline Bonaparte The Second

Nickname:
Ella, Marcy

Birth Date:
October 10th

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
She’s proll coming after u no matter what

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In Depth Appearance:
Marcella stands around 66 inches tall and has a slender figure, not too different from most members of the Hades family. People tend to also point out that she is short, just like Napoleon. She sighs a lot. She is typically seen having loose curls in her long black hair and her narrow eyes tend to give her a cold case of RBF (Resting Bitch Face). She has rather toned calves from hitchhiking for so long (nearly 2 years), and all things considered she’s in a good physical shape, but she’d never overpower an Ares kid. She is typically seen with a group of people, she doesn’t dig the whole solitude thing after spending so much time in foreign countries.

Clothing Style:
Marcella wears designer everything. Having the infinite money glitch in life makes it rather easy to accomplish buying only designer clothes. She sometimes wears a scarf, however she realizes that in a scuffle that may not be the best of ideas. Thusly she can typically be found in either a summer dress, or rather form fitting clothes. The most distinctive thing about Marcella’s attire is that she wears an absurd amount of jewelry. This is so that she can use it in combat should she need a projectile and not have time to dig one out of the ground. Typically speaking this is a defensive clothing choicem it will usually be her rings first, then earrings and finally her necklace. She also keeps a few pendants and other types of jewelry on her person in case of emergencies.

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Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Eats a lot of shit food
• Makes some grim jokes
• Very infrequently serious
• Can speak French, Spanish, English, Italian and understand some other languages.
• Literally laughs at death

Likes:

• Her parents
• The squad af
• Reading about famous people of history
• Solid narratives
• Joking around/Leading people on

Dislikes:

• Veganism/Pescatarianism
• Pretending that Pescatarianism is a real concept, Webster don’t recognize it, it ain’t worth recognizing.
• When people ask if she’s related to Napoleon (she is).
• When fries are small
• Mild foods

Fears:

• Living a long, boring life.
• Summer school.
• Dying a virgin.

Personality:

Marcella tends to not give a shit about being afraid of things. She's the first to volunteer in a group - especially for something that could be deadly. In this way she is somewhat of a deathseeker. However, the key difference is that she is not seeking death, instead she simply does not care if that is the destination. As such she is completely willing to take rash risks for high reward. Typically, she has a fairly competitive side, however she does not participate unless their is some form of profit to make out of it. Because she does have the infinite money glitch in life she does not care as much for monetary reward, instead she sees profit as different experiences in which she can partake in.

Marcella tends to get along well with just about anyone who can keep up with her attitude. For this reason she has typically been known to jive well with Ares children and Athena children. This is because the god and goddess of war and battle strategy tend to pass on a similarly nihilistic view of life that tends to be indiscriminately opaque. You live, and then you die. So you might as well live. This is primarily where her joy for life comes from, as is the reason she went on a world tour.

Marcella almost always expresses disinterest in the need for funerals and the general tradition around death, having become incredibly well versed in what happens to someone once their physical body dies. Because of this she tends to avoid the events of try to stay silent, because she typically does little else but upset those attending when she speaks at them. That being said, she isn't without tact - she can always put on a pretty pouty face and play with jewelry as if she were anxious when need be.

Background:
All things considered, Marcella may be one of the healthiest demigods around as far as parental relationships go. She grew up going to the underworld as a child and Hades and her mother actually stay in touch, they're kind of pen pals. When she was seven years old it was explained to her what and who she was, her importance to this world. Her father attempted to teach her the ways of the underworld, but because of her being partially raised in the environment all efforts to scare her or jostle the small girl proved largely ineffective.

Her father was her teacher throughout most of her life and he was able to teach her a great deal of things. Even how to instill the fear of death that she did not understand into others. This came along eventually with his most precious ability, literally not figuratively. Hades taught her Ferrokinesis and the ability to pull gems from the ground. He also taught her that with great power, came great responsibility. So reasonably speaking, she considered the fact that she immediately sold millions of dollars’ worth of gems in order to afford brand new designer clothing quite responsible. She was helping the recession, or so she would tell herself as she tried on her new dresses.

She later learned how to make it seem much more natural, she would go diving for buried treasure and strike big every time. At one point, TLC wanted to create a show about her natural talent for hitting it big in the ocean, but she rather rudely declined. Telling them that they weren’t worth her time. They’d get over it eventually.

Marcella decided that money was fine, but it was boring. So she decided to strike it big one last time and go to travel the world. She packed her bags and by the time she was sixteen and could legally qualify for a passport she was off in the world. She started in the Americas, made her way to Europe and by the time she had turned 19 she decided she would end her journey partway through Asia, to leave herself the corners of the world for her next travel. She had decided to attend Olympus Academy, and Hades, the ever-proud father that he was politely told her that it was a shitty idea.

She said fuck it and decided to show up for orientation anyway.

Extra: Poseidon looks cute in a bathing suit ~

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Godly Parent:
Hades

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Hades and Marcella have always had a rather healthy relationship. Typically, she spent weekends in the Underworld when they were free and she would often communicate with her father, whether through carrier pigeon or by Marcella giving the damned a message before allowing their soul onwards to Hades. He even let her judge fifty souls on bring your child to work day when Marcella was 14. That was a good day. For her, not for the souls – unfortunately eternal damnation has a much more interesting process than redemption.

Godly Abilities:
‘Hey u good?’ (Necromancy): As a daughter of Hades, Marcella has divine authority (partially) over death and it’s domain as a state of being. This means many things, primarily she can contact the dead and speak with them, and she’d make a great detective. Another tool however is sensing death, put Marcella in a crowd and she can tell you who is near their death whether it is by the fates will or cancer’s. However, one feature of her necromancy that sets her apart from most children of Hades is her lack of fear towards death, in fact the pure apathy she feels towards it. Because of her lack of emotion she cannot harness the energy to summon the undead like many children of Hades, though she still can communicate with them. Instead, she is able to instill a distinct fear of death in others, similar to what Hades can do. She does this by radiating death and terror to the degree of causing a palpitation of the heart and literally causing people to lose their minds. Those strong of heart and character can of course resist this.

Rosebud: A form of Ferrokinesis, though many forget that Hades is the god of wealth, Marcella can sense and summon any quantity of precious metals and jewels from under the ground as well as manipulate them. This is how Marcella survived when she decided to hitchhike around the world. This is also the reason for the abnormal amount of jewelry Marcella wears, in order to use it potentially as a weapon if necessary. She can shoot a precious gem as if it were a bullet, the general weakness of this ability though is that she must maintain eye contact on the gem she is manipulating. The only exception is when she is pulling gems from the earth, in which case she must keep two hands firmly planted on the soil and close her eyes – severely limiting the usefulness in the heat of battle.

| Marcella . Bonaparte {Symbol} |
"Unabashed. Children of Hades seem predisposed to complexes regarding their godly domain, but Ms. Bonaparte does not share this predisposition. If anything, she revels in it. Whether she is to be trusted or not has yet to be certain. While not actively malicious, some doubts remain as to her goals and morality. Particularly regarding the use of the van in my possession. Once answered the door wrapped in a welcome mat.

This event is mutually not discussed. Willing to assist with the procurement of raw materials for projects, making her more of an asset than a detriment so long as her trustworthiness remains intact."
A relatively recent acquaintance, but one Rebekah has gotten along with rather well.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| Rhea . Psomas {Symbol} |
"An oddity. A child of Poseidon, the Earthshaker, with few (if any) observed abilities. Children of Zeus and Poseidon traditionally have very evident inherited gifts, but Ms. Psomas demonstrates none thus far. Rather shy, as well. Not antisocial, as she seems to have a preference for the company of others, but seems uncomfortable with any real familiarity. Does not dissuade her from working earnestly at making friends.

Few words exchanged, but seems well-meaning enough. Have been doing a degree of background checking. Name seems familiar, and circumstances regarding time before Olympus Academy seem suspect.

No link to the Rhea of mythology. Thus far."
A very new acquaintance. Rebekah has only spoken with her on a handful of occasions, but has observed with a fair degree of curiosity.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| Avery . Stratton {☯} |
"Considering such people enemies is a waste of effort. Do not, however, get me started on my opinion of this woman."
In many ways, Rebekah’s opposite. Oil and water. We all know the science.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| Webster . O’Connor {☯} |
"Technically my half-brother. Mother introduced us upon his arrival at OA, but little contact has been maintained. Intelligent individual, as befitting one of our lineage, but a little arrogant. As his studies are the previous year to mine, we have few projects in common. No ill will is present, on my end, but there is no closeness.

I do not invite him to coffee with Mother. That is ours."
Though technically familial, Rebekah does not look on their relationship as such. Family is not defined by one’s blood, but by one’s relationships. As Rebekah has no real relationship with Webster O’Connor, nor any real inclination to forge one, he remains an acquaintance.

| Rebekah. Cross {Symbol} |
"I am what I am."
Her relationship with herself is positive.

| Skye . Woodsen {☠} |
"No."
See entry; Avery Stratton. To a much greater degree.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| Dallas . Relo {★ } |
"Hypersexual. Closeted weeb. ‘Tsundere’, as Ms. Dana would say. An hour is set aside before every major deadline for the inevitable IM or knock upon my door requesting aid with a project that has yet to be started. Note to self, consider merely doing two projects from the start. More time efficient.

Nevertheless, proven to be a reliable ally."
An oddly symbiotic relationship. Dallas Relo is a friend, at first, by association; as Highwind’s best friend, it was impossible for her not to cultivate an at least civil relationship with the son of Apollo. Over time that relationship has become friendlier.

| Mariana . Dixon {⚜} |
"Relo’s sister. Pleasant enough. Truthfully, I have had little to do with her. Ambivalence."
Not someone Rebekah has had much to do with. Though they are the same age, Rebekah is a grade ahead; their paths do not cross often as a result. She is more familiar with Mariana’s brother.

| Tessa . Galloway {⚜} |
"Decent enough individual. I still have yet to determine how the virgin Goddesses maintain their title and have children. It makes no sense."
Another individual Rebekah has had little contact with, though none of it negative.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| Delilah . Wells {☯} |
"I have nothing negative to say. She seems very well-adjusted, especially when compared to the majority of the population."
Not someone Rebekah is very well acquainted with, but not someone she would dislike having to spend time with.

| [color=???]F I R S T N A M E . L A S T N A M E[/color] {Symbol} |
"Character thoughts on relations."
In depth description of relation here. At least three sentences.

| Felicity . Underwood { ☯} |
"Felicity seems… Troubled. Not someone I have met to any real personal degree, I would not know how to approach nor do I think my presence would be welcome, but her inner strife is visible even at a distance. If you know how to look. No one speaks so little and smiles so constantly, not unless something is wrong."
Felicity, like Rhea, is a puzzle that Rebekah has not solved.

| Alexander . Reisender {☯} |
"I have few opinions. Our paths do not cross, and as a result, I have nothing to say. Positive or negative."
Virtually nonexistent.

* Break Yourself, Gaijin - As the local daughter of Ares, Dana is one of the small handful of goddesses for whom carrying weaponry is not only allowed, but expected. Bowing to the traditional bent of her family, she owns an uchigatana and a scimitar obtained by Ares during his last trip to Arabia. Keeping with the times, she also sleeps with one of her fathers guns inside a false DDR pad - an M1911 pistol specially chambered and modified to fire .454 Casull silver-cored hollow point bullets. In an ideal world post-Olympus, it is Dana's hope that this weapon can be used for piercing the skin of the Nemean lion, blowing the heads off hydras permanently, and playing a game of chicken with a Minotaur.
* Control Issues - Dana often has problems when it comes to ending a shopping spree, often requiring subtle manipulation of those she is around in order to pay for portions of dinners and some of her clothes. Though such money is usually paid back in a timely manner, some knowledge of yen-to-dollar conversion may be necessary in the future.
* Kamikaze! - Dana drives on the opposite side of the road from many Americans.
* Kokoro no Ice - Dana loves playing the quiet game. She has been known to go upwards of four days regularly without saying a word - spending her whole first week at Olympus Academy last year in a relative cone of silence before she spoke her first sentence: "This shake is good desu."
* Avid yaoi and yuri consumer. Contains sensitive yakuza documents in her suitcase. These should never. Be. Investigated.










Dana may sometimes say no more three sentences during the duration of a two hour conversation, but the fact that she tends towards aloofness in a conversational setting does not mean she's shy or timid. Rather, the daughter of Ares tends to look at a conversation partner with both hands cupping her chin, watching intensely for something behind the words and speaker. She may also choose to speak solely when it serves to earn her something - the culmination of being the daughter of a trial lawyer and an only child at that - but she's much more used to being straight-talking and frank than she is to manipulating people. If it comes down to that, that's why Dad made her eyes so big and her bottom lip so pouty. Dana's general choice of places to open up more tend to be anywhere where food is being served between two individuals, or on a shopping trip - things that entail both a reward and a chance for intimate conversation, removed from a small group. That said, she does have a quiet fascination with the wide open spaces that surround Olympus Academy, the total lack of hustle and bustle, and America's curious taste in idioms.

Name:
Dallas Brett Relo

Nickname:
Dal, Son of the Sun, The Light that Never Dies, The Oakland A-Hole, "Miss Universe"

Birth Date:
June 18th

Age:
20

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Bisexual


In Depth Appearance:
Dallas is young, tall and slim - at six foot even and one hundred and forty five pounds he tends to move around easily on his feet. There's a constant pulse of pure energy - Californian in nature, the kind of restlessness you can't find anywhere else on planet Earth - in everything he does, from sports to sleeping. That pulse lends itself to his exercise regimen - he has the body of a track and field athlete, with inexhaustible energy in his calves and quads, muscles in his triceps from heavy pull-ups, and a defined core. His upper body has improved considerably thanks to a hell of a regimen from his hardass buddy Jonas, and now combined with his powers Dallas can give as many hits as he can take. And he's stubborn and incorrigible enough to take a hell of a lot of hits.

Though when he came to Olympus a couple years ago he sported a much longer, shaggier hairstyle, as he grew up Dallas decided he wanted to clean up some. This resulted in him shaving his hair to a close crop along the sides of his head and pomading the top, leaving a swoosh of dark-blonde hair, highlighted with black, across the top of his head and down to the nape of his neck. The trail of hair straddles the small tattoo of a shooting star behind his right ear. His only other tattoo is unable to be seen unless he's removing his shirt (one of his favorite pastimes) in which you can see the words "Jesus Wants ME To Be His Sunbeam" in recruitment poster font across the center and right side of his chest.

Dallas' face is the first thing that commands attention from newcomers. His eyes are a vivid and electric blue, though those who know him well will notice that there is a small ring of constantly-shimmering gold around his pupils - broadcasting whenever one of his powers is active. Much like his jaw, his nose is strong but pointed, with a small, pale scar cutting diagonally across the bridge - he has a similar cut and pattern across his forehead, stopping halfway through his right eyebrow. They are the only visible blemishes on his lightly tanned skin, and his smile means you always have something besides them to stare at; when he grins, his teeth are white and clean, a bit small but well-kept and even. When he's not smiling, he tends to be thinking of something to trick somebody into helping him do or listening to music. This latter activity, despite being one of his energy sources, is where you can often catch the fast-talking Son of the Sun at his most peaceful - indeed, vulnerable. His eyes will be half-lidded or closed entirely, he will bite down softly on his bottom lip, and he will almost appear to be napping. Disruption of this peaceful state - or calling it adorable - results in a flareup of defensive mockery that will continue until the sun is a dried up ball of coal that couldn't charge a lightbulb.

Clothing Style:
Preferring to let his ~svelte frame and pretty face~ do the talking for him, Dallas' clothing style tends to be as glamorously casual as possible; he tries not to let his dresser fetter him too much, while still trying to extol a sense that he cares how he dresses. Usually he'll be found wearing - on warmer days - a button tee and shorts, though he tends to consider slim cut jeans an all-year staple of his wardrobe. In the winter months, he trades up his cool, unbuttoned tops for a higher neckline and more insulation - sweaters, colored in various shades of the six main primary and secondary colors, each to suit his mood that morning. In particularly cold weather, he'll put on a half-unzipped North Face. Tends to complete the look with no show socks and Supra high tops, laces pulled out.

Accessories include one hemp bracelet on his right wrist and two on his left, an Oakland class ring on his right ring finger, and a St. Christopher medal from his Communion around his neck. Many a tooth has been chipped or a lip split by those who try to point out that his demigod heritage implies his Catholicism is a false faith.



Quirks/Oddities/Habits:

• Dallas does not wink normally very often. More likely, to fuck around, he will wink with one eye, then its counterpart, and then wink with the first eye. This is often done when someone is in the middle of a sentence to disconcert them and has been known to work with beautiful, beautiful aplomb.
• Dallas' favorite place to go in Olympus Academy is the gym. Despite aforementioned svelte frame, he does put a lot of work into his physical fitness and has been known to get particularly pouty if his gym time is cut into by some Greek bullshit that his dad would never actually care if he knew anyway.
• Dallas discovered how to crack the barrier between Olympus Academy and the outside world during his first year, when he and Jonas were wondering what the hell was taking the Papa John's guy so long. Despite a volley of attempts to determine his method, Dallas has only breathed the secret to his most trusted capos, and is not expected to end his dalliances with the outside world on school nights any time soon.
• Dallas currently has an arrest warrant out in the state of Utah for going 82 in a 55, obtained when he sped off from a cop last year in order to make the first day at Olympus.
• Despite fervently claiming that he doesn't care about any of that "Jap bullshit" and insisting that his friends "talk to Dana if they want to get their kimonos in a knot about it," Dallas has spent much of the summer binging a list of beginner level anime that his squad cobbled together for him. It's not bad.
• Despite fervently claiming that he has zero class and sophistication, Dallas is capable of cleaning up nice.

Likes:

• Leadership
• The squad
• Television and movies
• Music [alternative, hip-hop, dubstep, Top 40, 1950s and 60s girl groups, singing]
• Athletics [baseball, track]
• Cooking
• Drinking
• Laughing
• Biting
• Clawing
• Pouting
• Scratching
• Speeding
• You, sunshine

Dislikes:

• Betrayal
• Prejudice
• Prudishness
• Cheat days
• Superiority complexes
• Music [Country]
• Rockhold
• Seahawks
• People who challenge Catholicism
• Especially the Anglicans
• You again, you fucking prick

Fears:

• Losing family
• Car accidents
• Own temper
• Dad learning about the thing with the chariot
• Broken smartphone

Personality:

♦ Charismatic ♦ Fearless ♦ Irreverent ♦ Charming

Dallas is a born bad boy currently undergoing a nauseating period of mellowing out. After a childhood and adolescence full of threatening to turn his mom a premature grey, Dallas has taken the beginning of his twenties in a much more easy going stride, mostly just grinning and bearing what would have once sent an explosive temper hurtling outwards at the nearest hostile face. Though his control issues aren't the best, the presence of his crew of friends and his penchant for managing to make new ones has left him with a constant support system, and whenever he fights now it's generally for pleasure and always a consenting matter between the other party (or parties) which has helped stave off the urge for him to break someone's cheekbone in twain when they talk down to him.

Speaking of which, Dallas absolutely hates being challenged unless it's by someone who has a viewpoint he actually respects. This, in combination with his natural boldness and stubborn nature, has gotten him into trouble more than once, as he displays a lack of regard or fear for consequences on his person that could be described as nearly psychopathic. This is something that his friends are having a hard time working out, as Dallas seems to possess such a natural dearth of fear or regard for his own safety that he seems to forget that injury to him hurts those around him as well.

In the past his sense of humor could be described as cutting, mocking, or even cruel, but as he's aged and matured he's been trying to make sure that people know that most of what he says is innocent at heart. There are times when hints of his old caustic nature can't seem to help but break loose, but he's giving it a shot. And even when he fails, his sheer unapologetic nature and bright smile - as if trying to convince you you're in on his joke - is just as likely to make you forgive him in no time. As a wise woman once put it,

"Oniisan, your friend is so kuudere desu."

Background:
Born in Mill Valley, Dallas spent most of his time moving between Marin County and Oakland with his mother, a fitness model in Northern California. Learning at an early age that he wasn't going to get much out of her beyond the fact that he was "[his] dad's spitting image," Dallas fell into the oldest and noblest of traps for charismatic only children - he built himself a large group early in middle school that, gradually, metamorphosed from less of a group of class clowns into more of a group of wild, reckless teens with too much pent up energy. Eventually, as high school wore on, Dallas was getting himself into fights in school bathrooms, by lockers, even in the parking lots at athletic events. He lost his valued spot as a pitcher on the school baseball team, and by the end of his tenure in California he could be found with a black eye and a burst-lipped smirk on his face more often than not.

Though his future seemed in jeopardy as his future at school grew more fractured, his mother finally deciding to reveal the truth about his parentage seemed to temper his resolve. At the age of 15, Dallas ran away from home on a quest to find his father, god or not, and figure out what the hell he was supposed to do about it. He ended up being picked up ten miles outside of Reno by his own spitting image, driving a Maserati and rolling his eyes behind a pair of Prada shades. The resemblance was too uncanny to be bullshit, and Dallas hopped in the car to see where it would lead him. The Maserati ended up leading all the way to Olympus Academy, where Apollo left Dallas with one parting challenge across the bow:

"No man who ever called himself the greatest needed to convince himself how great he was. He needed to convince the world around him. If you're my son at all, this place will help you pull that off."

So for four years, he's attended Olympus Academy and worked on perfecting himself in as many ways as he can. By now, the effects are finally starting to become visible, even if he still is a little bit too much himself for his own good. This year, Dallas arrived to school a couple weeks late. The reasons for his tardiness in school have yet to be disclosed.

Extra:
Based Hephaestus, putting the whole team on his crooked-ass back.


Godly Parent:
Apollo, God of the Sun, Music, and Poetry

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Affectionately exasperated. Dallas often toiled in his unknown father's shadow as a kid, but upon actually meeting him Dallas has managed to divorce himself entirely from the expectations that come from being the sun god's kid - which he believes may have been the point of his whole tenure at Olympus in the first place. The two keep in touch casually and often go out for a burger or a baseball game together, though the majority of their bonding is surface levels.

They're buddies more than they are father and son - their first meeting carried only the one inspirational nugget and no real reprimands about his behavior, and very rarely has any godly wisdom actually been imparted on Dallas himself - but Dallas has struck out for himself enough to earn a modicum of respect from his Olympian father. He's proven that he's not needy and that he's rarely in enough shit to swing his demigod privilege around, so when a favor or two needs to be floated Dallas' way, Apollo is usually willing to provide.

Godly Abilities:

Heaven, Let Your Light Shine Down - Dallas gains natural augmentation in strength, speed, and durability through sunlight. Dallas is a natural fighter, making this buff extremely substantial and harder hitting. He'll use this to great effect in hand to hand combat, which is his far-and-away forte. Outside of sunlight, this buff begins to fade after about two minutes, leaving him with only slightly heightened abilities that gradually dip until the sunlight's energy leaves him entirely.

Sunny with a Chance of Meathooks - Apollo is the god of music and poetry, so it only makes sense that his son would inherit natural ability in turn. When listening to music, Dallas' strength, speed, and durability stack to double that of his heightened capabilities, leaving him at a cumulative x4 stack. Whatever you do, if you're intent on pissing off, don't fight him in sunlight with his iPhone on. Seriously. Blot out the sun with locusts, break his iPhone, do something before he inverts your face's bone structure with a collection of hard crosses.

This power also has a passive, less harmless variation; when Dallas hears someone sing, he gains an empathetic bond with that person temporarily. The longer they sing continuously, the longer the bond continues, giving Dallas insight into their emotions and, to a more limited extent, their thoughts; after it stops, the bond will stay solid for around five minutes before starting to fizzle. By ten, it will be gone entirely.

Staring at the Sun - Dallas has a natural illusionary power, creating up to three illusionary copies of himself at a time to throw off opponents. They will perform the most basic of functions and fighting maneuvers to keep an enemy guessing, but as time goes on the copies will start to skip and "buffer," almost. In addition, their surfaces go crystalline, sleek and shiny; this makes it incredibly easy to ascertain which is the real Dallas and what are his copies, so he uses this power mostly as an escape mechanism for when he needs to reassess how his plan is going.

Though he's not averse to using this trick on his sister to grate on her nerves once in a while.

Ultralight Beam - Similar to his other two powers, this can only be activated when Dallas is standing in the sun for energy purposes - this power, however, is a different bent. As long as he is standing within the sunlight and feels comfortable enough with the open space he's standing in, Dallas can reflect the light source of the sun towards a target using his body as a conduit, in effect creating a six foot tall laser. This effect strengthens as his body temperature rises, but he has to stop before his fever reaches levels of hyperpyrexia.

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| Name |
Skye Zachary Woodsen.

| Nickname |
Skye doesn't really like nicknames. He likes to be called above anything else.

| Birth Date |
December 25th - 12/25.

| Age |
20.

| Gender |
Male.

| Sexuality |
Bisexual - Leans towards guys more than girls though.

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| In Depth Appearance |
With looks to die for and a smile that can kill, Skye's appearance is very charming of the beholder. Standing about six foot one and weighing about one-hundred and thirty-five pounds, Skye is a very lean and muscular male and doesn't hesitate to show it often. He has hazel green eyes that sparkle and gleam into a crystal, emerald green in the right amount of lighting. Skye has a sun kissed complexion to his skin, as well. Skye has platinum blonde hair that he usually keeps messy and unkempt but most times, he'll actually have it combed and even brushed to perfection. Skye has a tattoo of a rose on the left side of his shoulder, his birth date in Roman Numeral format on his right arm and even a heart with devil horns on his ankle.

| Clothing Style |
Skye's wardrobe could be compared to a runway model's. He tends to wear very casual clothing such as t-shirts with a pair of shorts or jeans. He has about two suits for elegant wear and that's about it. His wardrobe is very color coordinated.

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| Quirks | Oddities | Habits |

• Running his fingers through his hair
• Constantly applying chapstick to his lips
• Rolling his eyes and snapping his fingers
• Interjects himself randomly in others conversations
• Collects foreign coins

| Likes |

• Manipulating people's minds
• Men
• Social gatherings & parties
• Meaningful and intelligent conversations
• Watching the sunrise and sunset

| Dislikes |

• Betrayal
• Authority figures
• People that smell
• Being falsely accused
• Boring people

| Fears |

• Dying young
• The dark
• Being disowned

| Personality |

Most people would say that Skye is leadership type of person. They would be correct, well, at times. He is very committed to any task that is placed in front of his and will get it done in a timely manner with no excuses. He is a very determined type of person and will stop at absolutely nothing to get ahead of someone else to be on top, making him a little bit fearless as well. He is a social media freak and loves to blog, post videos on YouTube and even upload random pictures on Instagram. Oh, he also likes to Tweet. Though Skye is a goodhearted person, he tends to speak before thinking at times, making cruel comments towards people and sometimes hurting their feelings. He tries not to do that but sometimes, it just slips out. He is a huge flirt and will flirt with almost any guy or girl, gay, straight or bi. It's one of his horrible traits that he is trying to change but can't help it, at times. Overall, Skye is a very good and loyal friend to those that befriend.

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| Background |
Skye was born with a silver spoon within his mouth and honestly, loved every second of it. Whatever Skye wanted at the drop of a hat, he got it. If Skye didn't get what he wanted, he threw a slight temper tantrum until he was granted whatever he desired. But that was the young Skye. The Skye that had turned about nine years of age didn't realize that he was a godly offspring until he was feeling something that wasn't exactly his feelings. He didn't know what it was to be honest and ignored it until it happened again. He told his parents about his strange happenings and deemed him as a freak of nature but didn't ship him off to an orphanage, or anything of the sort.

Growing up, Skye taught himself how to hone his abilities but even developed a new one - Mind Control. It's a risky ability that he had learned and even got use to over time. When Skye became of age, his parents sat him down and explained to him exactly what he was - Even though they called him a freak of nature a few years back. He was confused and needed more proof so he set out and did some research. Turns out, he actually is the son of Aphrodite and even found out about Olympus Academy.

Skye told his parents that he was going there and immediately packed his bags and set off to the academy, where he still goes to today. Though, he doesn't live within the area, Skye is always excited when he goes back to Olympus Academy.

| Extra |
I have a lot but I guess, Aphrodite would have to work. :)

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| Godly Parent |
Aphrodite.

| ]Relationship With Godly Parent |
Aphrodite loved the day Skye grew up and became a natural beauty. She really loved Skye and flaunted over him many chances that she had got. She ultimately didn't want a son because figured that their appearance wasn't going to be the same as hers but when she saw Skye, that quickly altered. Skye loves Aphrodite with all of his heart and knows that the feeling is mutual.

| Godly Abilities |
Empathy - The ability to sense, feel and understand others emotions and even manipulate others emotions.

Mind Control - The ability to control the minds of others.

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Name:
Devlin Tutela Chadwick
Nickname:
DC, Dev
Birth Date:
November 20th, 1994
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Bisexual


In Depth Appearance:
Devlin stands at a average height of 5'6", Her black hair is a mixture of waves and curls with streaks of colors that she changes whenever she feels like. She has blue green eyes, seem to stand out against her pale skin and long dark lashes. Her lips always seem to be slightly turned up in a permanent easy-going smile, that always make her seem approachable to others.
Clothing Style:
Let's see... she tend to stick to skinny jeans that are black, grey, charcoal, dark colors. Devlin has a large collection of nerdy shirts, and comfy plaids shirts that are mostly dark colors. Devlin usually wear a pair of giant over-ear headphones around her neck, that she puts on to listen to music, when she is working on her projects or just to block out the world. Devlin is also usually seen with a messenger bag (gotta have something big to carry all of those tools of hers and completed mini projects, she might need to try out on) and rocking a pair of comfy, yet combat boots. She always seems to have work googles perched on her head, that she moves to cover her eyes. When she is hard at work.


Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Tends to bite my lips or chew on something, when I'm lost in thought
• Rocking back and forth. I'm not always aware that I'm doing it, it's just a tic. Sometimes it's kind of soothing.
• Whistle/Hum interchangeably when amused by something vague/trivial
• Either not looking at a person when I am talking/listening or staring them down as I am doing so.
• Usually can't remember people names, but remembers their faces so usually gives them nicknames

Likes:

• Rock music
• Chaotic spaces
• Inventing
• Her friends
• Being creative
• Hard Workers

Dislikes:

• Staying still
• Boring conversation
• People who bully others
• When her inventions are messed with
• Feeling useless

Fears:

• Drowning
• Tight spaces
• Thunder

Personality:

When you meet her, Devlin Tutela Chadwick, she kind of has a few different pieces of her personality that makes her Devlin. But, they blend into her all at once, she do not have multiple personalities. Trust me. she has been know to have a very free spirited personality that she shows off most of the time around everyone she meets, adults, people her age, and everyone in between. This is a huge part of her, The part of her that is always honest. But, another part of her is how she doesn't care what people think of me. When it comes to her friends and family she is always there for them no matter the situation. Whatever, they need she will do it within limits of course. She doesn't want pranks going wrong people's feelings getting hurt. She is reliable like that. Always thinking the plan or situations through before enacting her plan.
Devlin has intelligence which plays a big part in her work. She invents things, or at least tries to. She's always sitting down in her spare time with a note book figuring things out and what she'd need and everything really. Devlin's quite creative too. She has a creative mind and she knows how to use it most days into her work. She isn't just smart when it comes to creating things. She also very smart in some subjects of life like a working out problems and her classes at school.
She has a fun-loving personality, but it depends on who is around. When Devlin is around her family, or close friends she is random, she has her moments of random funny dancing, or just the odd joke out there. Delin will also say random words she makes up are talk about something she heard before, She also likes to play harmless pranks with her friends.
Devlin volunteers her time, when she isn't busy with her own classes to help new students settle into the academy, She has enjoyed spending her free time helping the first years classes during their study period. She is considered to be on of the most kind-hearted and reliable students. Because, she tries to make sure that other student have a great experience at school like she has had.

Background:
Devlin Tutela Chadwick was born on November 20, 1994 to a young and not married couple. Their names were Anise ChadWick and Dmitri Tate. And, just like every teenage parent, her mother thought that her father would stay around once she was born. That was not the case. One day when Devlin was three years old, her mom came home from picking her up from school to find her father was gone. No trace of him left in their home. After that, She had decide to give Devlin to her parents and ran off to find her "beloved" boyfriend. Devlin doesn't even remember her face. But, growing up with her grandparents wasn't terrible. They never showed Devlin any photographs of her mother just because they thought she would be upset. Unlike her mother they didn't have a lot money and tried to give Devlin whatever she wanted if they could afford it.

She didn't really have a normal childhood growing up. Her auntie, Anastasia came to live with them and had brought her husband and two boys in Boston in Las Vegas. It was nice, I guess, they treated as Devlin as their own. Devlin and her cousins got along great, When they had days off of school. They would spend it together working on the car her oldest cousin was trying to rebuild. Or they would have prank wars between the three of them. Her aunt use to tease them about how women's intuition was Superior to men's gut considering how it seemed that Devlin always evade their prank traps. Her family considered her to be a little genius, because she always seemed to understand how mechanical objects worked together or busy working on a project she thought would be good to use around the house.

When she turned fifteen, Devlin heard her aunt talking, well screaming to someone on the phone. Before she knew it Devlin heard her yell something about her, saying "You are not going to hurt her again!" She's a very smart person and could put two and two together. It was her mother and she wanted Devlin back. So, she asked for the phone and heard her mother's voice. She was terrified but before she knew it, They made plans to meet while Anise was in town. When they did meet, Devlin saw the wedding ring on her finger and found out that her boyfriend proposed once seeing each other once again. But, the one thing she told Devlin that changed her life is that her father didn't stay because he didn't want a child but because she wasn't his to begin with and she wouldn't tell him who's baby Devlin was. So, he left her until she choose. Him or Devlin. And she chose him. She found out that her father was a god, not God but a Greek god named Hephaestus, the god of blacksmiths and a bunch of other stuff in that category which maybe why she was able to know exactly what every type of machine was. Ok, she guessed she wasn't that intelligent. Devlin asked her why she was telling her this now, all Anise did was tell her about a school she had enrolled her in, that she would be attending next school year. Then she walked away. She didn't even say Goodbye, she just left Devlin sitting in the cafe they met in.

When Devlin had gotten home that night, she had told her grandparents that her mother had made arrangements for her to attend Olympus Academy next school year. They were surprised that Anise would be paying for her to go to school. They had told her if she didn't want to go she didn't need to; But she had already decided to attend Olympus Academy, when the next school year started. Maybe, She might learn something about her father while she is there.

Life at the Academy:
So far it has been great, at first she had a rough start. She had felt agitated and out of place, She was having trouble keeping calm. Part of her was mad, that Anise and Hephaestus both abandoned her. Mad, that she could control her temper. Before she left, her grandparents house things, unexpectedly would set on fire. When she got upset. Her first few weeks, she ended up burning thing on accident. Till one day, she was pulled aside by one of the teachers. They had in a classroom by herself, till a man entered. She felt like he was familiar to her but, she didn't know why. When he smiled at her, She felt a surge of warmth. When he had told her, That he was Hephaestus. That he was her father. All the anger she had felt before, came rushing back. The tables around her started to burst into flames, before he waved his hand and the fires disappeared leaving charred desktop behind. He told her that, she was like her mother pressing down her anger till comes out all at once. He apologized to her, saying he thought Anise would take care of her and raise her good. But, he was wrong. He wanted to get to know her and help her gain control of her pyrokinesis. She cautious at first, when she meet with him for lessons. But, eventually she moved past her anger and always looked forward her next lesson. By, The time her first year had ended. She had better control of her powers and pretty good relationship with Hephaestus.
Devlin was pretty much back to her old self before, she had met with Anise. She had also friends, who she knew she would do anything for. Sure, now that she is a Sixth year. She doesn't have the same friends as before, But was still friends with the ones who really mattered to her and had made new friendships as well. Now she just what this school year would be like.
Extra:
She has a sweets addiction, so she tends to keep a bunch of snacks on her at all times.
Godly Parent:
Devlin is the daughter of the god Hephaestus, god of blacksmiths, craftsmen, artisans, sculptors, metals, metallurgy, fire and volcanoes.
Relationship With Godly Parent:
When Devlin and Hephaestus first met, it began with Devlin telling him off for disappearing from her life. Hephaestus laughs at this, saying She reminded him of her mother, whom he misses quite a bit. Hephaestus later reveals that he has been watched her grow, and that he is very proud of her. He also admitted that he is not very good with people, which is why he doesn't meet with his children often. Since then, She has had a friendly relationship with her father. always ready to ask him advice, or just to sit and tinker with some equipment that he sends her way.
Godly Abilities:

• Technokinesis
  Devlin has amazing mechanical abilities; she can manipulate a alarm clock to say "Dev for the win" in a low voice like Darth Vader's and build a working helicopter out of pipe cleaners. She was able to fix the old watch for her grandfather in one night, even though he thought it would never work again.
  Machine Aptitude: Devlin can understand and sense machinery and has the ability to expertly operate machines she has had no prior experience with.
  Machine Expertise: Because Devlin is a demigod child of Hephaestus, she can instinctively fly or drive any mechanical vehicle expertly, including cars, trains, or helicopters. Unfortunately, though She has a fear of being confined in small spaces. So she tries to stay as far away as possible from them.
  Machine Sensitivity: She can sense faults in metal ore and identify machinery type and use by touch. It can be distracting to her, because she will suddenly have needs to fix whatever the problem is.
  Trap Detection: Devlin can also sense traps, in particular mechanical traps, shown when she seems to be able avoid the prank traps her cousins set up to prank her with.
• Pyrokinesis
  Devlin discovers the ability to generate and control fire, when she accidentally sets the garage on fire. It took a few years for her to learn to control it now at low-level ability she would probably be moving a candle back and forth; if better, maybe putting out the flame with her mind or making it relight. Pyrokinesis is one of the more practiced skills like telekinesis. It is too, for warming people up or setting objects aflame. Her pyrokinesis is supposedly a gift, hasn't quite made up her mind yet about if it's true or not. Her pyrokinetic abilities can go as far as to shoot white hot flames high in the air that could burn through a metal chain link. However, she does have trouble controlling her pyrokinesis when she gets Angry or irritable, Usually when she get like that things start burning up. She can throw fireballs/fire bolts, fire blasts and (if she concentrates hard enough), Tall walls of fire.
  Superheated Fire: Devlin can increase the heat of her fire (to the point that it becomes white-hot), and can also create walls of flame. This is the main defensive use of her powers.
  Supernova: She can increase the heat of her fire to such an extent that she basically becomes like a supernova. But the side-effects effects of using her power in such a way is quite fatal to her (enough to char her otherwise fireproof body), despite her immunity to flames.
  Fire Immunity: Devlin discovers she is fireproof, When she was still living with her Grandparents. She could sit in a blazing fireplace and be completely comfortable. However, Devlin's supernova fire explosion was fatal even to Devlin, enough to char her body. She also found, when she is angry. Her immunity seems to disappear and has burned herself during the times they were gone.
  Heat Sensitivity: She can sense heat, flames, and metals, even allow her to walk through the forest at night in the form of thermal vision.

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Name:
Birdie Serein Applesgale

Nickname:
Serein or Apple (if you want her to hate you) Bird is something else that gets you on her hate list but not too much. She isn't really a fan of her own name though.

Birth Date:
December 18, 1997

Age:
19

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Pansexual



In Depth Appearance:

The daughter of Aphrodite is but of course a natural beauty. Her oval shaped head that also has light pink lips. Her lips are medium sized and dimples are seen whenever she smiles brightly. Birdie's eyes can appear a grayish blue at times and a brighter, ocean blue at other times. On rare occasions, they look purple. Her eyes twinkle like stars. She has dark brown hair that has a few darker streaks. Her hair has naturally beachy waves that she doesn't really like to apply heat to since it's unhealthy and makes her hair feel damaged afterwards. Her height is 5'7 and is just above average. A slender body but she does have muscle. She doesn't apply much makeup besides a little eye makeup and lip gloss. Not that she really needs it. Also, on the back of her neck is a Jonquil flower.

Clothing Style:
Birdie usually wears strictly black and white. Boring yes but oh well. On occasion she does wear silver or gold though. Birdie loves proper clothes. She will not wear anything that is pink due to the fact that she heard they were colors that represent Aphrodite. Due to her genes, however, she is a fashionista. It isn't even on purpose but when you're the daughter of Aphrodite, you cannot handle a bad coordinate. Her outfits are practically always on point.





Quirks/Oddities/Habits
At least five

• Saying the names of stars in alphabetical order when she is nerous or scared
• Practically anerexic. Birdie cannot eat a lot of food
• Biting her bottom lip when she is bored or nervous
• Timing a lot of things
• Smoking only when she's pissed or extremely bored -- Trying to quit
• Rambling when she is trying to get along with someone
• Combing her hair with her fingers when she is bored or frustrated

Likes:
At least five

• Flowers
• Stars + constellations
• Sweets
• The violin
• Time
• Alcohol
• Reading
• Cute things
• The idea of feeling pain
• Music

Dislikes:
At least five

• Sour candy
• Her name
• Oranges
• Having to explain simple things
• Her powers
• Aphrodite
• Violence

Fears:
At least three

• Her brother never forgiving her
• Dark rooms
• Love

Personality:

What would you expect the daughter of a goddess such as Aphrodite to be like? The goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation. Would you expect a flirty nature and undeniable charm? An urge for romance as she searches for love? Beauty which she flaunts for all to see? A kind and giving heart as she walks with elegance? Flirty, no but she does indeed have charm.

Birdie can come off as a person that doesn't want to get to know you. Proper and organized is what she is. She is a sweetheart but she's a sweet heart that has a hard time with people. Birdie has an enormous wall around her that is thick and tall. Her relationship with trust is thin and merely there. Upon meeting someone, she will not speak much. It's that second meeting that means something. Her first meetings usually go fine but she just doesn't know what to expect of those around her. She doesn't know who is putting up a farce and who is actually being genuine. She can be pretty rude though. However, she just loves innocent people. At least, seemingly innocent people.

Birdie, a girl that can seem rather haughty but that isn't quite true. She actually has rather low self confidence on the inside. Birdie has always known that the confident and prideful like to feed on the weak. She knows that she does not like to be stuck up but she will put up a farce in order to not have to deal with certain things. When you get to know her, you would be surprised at some of the things that come out of her mouth. At times they can be cruel but at other times they can be extremely sweet.

She has always been one to be straightforward. If she thinks of someone as a friend, they'll know to the point of twisting that affection and thinking of it as romantic love. She will be loyal to them and help them in their time in need. Keep in mind though that she is blunt and she usually won't sugarcoat things. When it comes to love, besides her power, she has no idea about her own. However, Birdie is a romantic. She loves those romantic stories but she knows that they aren't real and she will never expect it to happen to her. 2 things that she has always been interested in are stars and flowers. She knows pretty much every star name, constellation, and flower out there. Ever since she was young she was obsessed with them.

Smart. That's for sure. But it'd have to be science she had the upper hand in. But she wasn't a fan in school so she stuck with being a violin prodigy.

Birdie, if you haven't noticed, likes to do what she wants. She isn't a "bad girl" rebel or anything but she won't be following any crowds and don't worry about peer pressure. Birdie just wants to do as she does and drift through life.





Background:

Little miss Birdie. Little miss Birdie's father was just a plain man that happened to have extremely good looks and was good at wooing ladies. Something he was not, however, was well off financially and mentally. Her father and Aphrodite had met by chance one day at a nice restaurant. Her father had just finished off a date and he encountered a beauty that looked like a goddess and evidently, was one. He automatically fell for her. His deep affection started with a little bit of stalking. Just to get some information before he finally went for it and asked her out. He had on his only expensive outfit and a bouquet of roses. Aphrodite said yes, of course, as vulnerable to such a gesture. And later they had Birdie. But not before Aphrodite found out the truth. That the man she had slept with was a poor, unfortunate soul. He had no money and there was no way that she would be taking care of a child that was from a bad upbringing. Even though her father spent some of the only money he had left on her, it was no good. One day, she was just gone. Poof.

With Aphrodite gone, her father was left with Birdie. A name he had given her 1 month after she was gone. He had seen a Great Spotted Woodpecker outside when he was walking in a forest in his home in Europe. Have you ever seen a Great Spotted Woodpecker? It's so simple yet so beautiful. 3 different colors that all meant something very specific to him. Red, a representation of burning passion. Desire. Love. Black, a color that supposedly associates with fear and the unknown. Because what does mankind fear more than the unknown? And white. White is so simple. A sheet of paper can represent purity. It can represent a successful beginning. That was why he named her Birdie and 10 years later, he put a collar around her neck that said so before leaving her in front of an orphanage in the rain at 10 years old.

At 10 years old, Birdie was a girl that rarely ever showed any expression on her face. A smile was never there and her eyes seemed lifeless. Her father had somewhat taken care of her for 10 whole years. Of course, he was filled with a small amount of love for her and her doll like face didn't help that it reminded him of her mother. Birdie's father would often come home drunk and at times he would get violent. Nothing too bad but just enough. However, Birdie had realized something. No matter the pain, she couldn't feel it. She couldn't feel it even if it left a mark and that scared her, usually causing her to cry from that rather than from pain. She would later find out that she had a case of congenital analgesia. This scared her because as a child, her heart was practically empty. She help little to no love for her father and her mother was just a whore she had heard stories about. She didn't feel sad about her situation but she didn't feel happy either. She just felt... unlucky.

The orphanage was a decent place. The mothers there were about as kind as they could be and the kids weren't of importance to her. She just stayed away from them for the most part. When she was 12 years old, she was adopted by an old couple that were both in their 60's and 70's. Sweet people they were and on the verge of death as well. The couple had longed for children for as long as they could remember. They already had one child that was 14 when she came into the family. A conceited and annoying teenager that wasn't a fan of Birdie at first. They had a young child of 10 years of age but he died from cancer 3 years before they adopted Birdie. So there she was with a new brother and a new set of parents.

Birdie had finally found that something that she was missing. That void in her heart had been filled. Her parents were very well off. They were even considered filthy rich by the size of their home. She took care of them as much as she could and they did the same. Her brother, Allen, wasn't easy to deal with. As they got older, he got even more irritating. A pervert and a brat is what he was. One night he had sneaked into her room when she was 13 and he was 15. What he attempted to do, she'll never know but she hit him as hard as she could, knocking him over and causing him to hit the size of the bed. He was in a coma for a little over 2 months. Birdie felt nothing but guilt and shame. She couldn't feel pain so she would never know how it felt when she hit him. After that, her brother held a grudge against her.

Birdie felt immense guilt and shame. She always felt like her parents wouldn't love her as much even though they said that they had forgiven her. She just couldn't feel right and always wanted to make up for it. So, she got straight A's throughout school, began to learn the violin, and joined a self defense class since her parents felt that she needed to be able to protect herself without killing anyone. Birdie had all this strength that she was practically afraid to use. And she had something else that she didn't have any idea she had.

As Aphrodite's daughter, she obviously had powers. Powers that she didn't know she had. It was at 16 in high school when she met a guy. This guy was like her biological father. He didn't know of limits. He constantly came to pursue her and Birdie was frustrated. At one point, she accidentally used her charm-speak to tell him to go and die. This wouldn't have worked if he wasn't in love with her but he was. The next day, he was found dead in his bedroom and holding a gun. That was when Aphrodite came into her life.

Aphrodite knew that she needed help. She told her that she was to go to Olympus Academy but Birdie refused, saying that she wanted nothing to do with her. However, after Aphrodite had explained, she then decided that she had to listen. She needed to figure out how to use these powers. So far, she has had a pretty good school life.

Extra:
Hades hands down~



Godly Parent:
Aphrodite

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Birdie and Aphrodite don't have the best mother-daughter relationship. With Birdie thinking of Aphrodite as a bitchy slut and Aphrodite adoring her daughter for her beauty but not enough. Aphrodite still feels as though she is the child of a failure and those genes may be inside of her. It doesn't really matter to Birdie though. She just wants to not become a whore like her mother and to instead learn to just control her powers.

Godly Abilities:

Charmspeaking~


Amokinesis~


Love?~