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First Name: Jacqueline

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Surname: Brake

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Nickname: (optional) Jackie, Sunny

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Gender: Female

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Age: 21

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Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.

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Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving-while-constantly-being-chased-by-evil-wolf" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.

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Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.

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Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.

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Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's.

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First Name: Hayley
Surname: Has had many surnames - Smith, Kingsley, Ringwood, Horish to name a few. Her original surname was Williams
Nickname: Nobody has given her one yet
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: She has been placed with the children of Hermes.
Personality: Hayley is a mixture of things - she can be kind, and sweet to those who are kind to her. She also is prone to bursts of anger, and can be very nasty and hurtful. Even violent at times. However, she's truthfully just lonely. Having grown up going from foster home to foster home, she's never had a real family nor any friends, which left her with a lack of trust.



Hobbies: Hayley loves to go underground, cave exploring. She's also got a fascination with motorbikes, even owning one at one point. She's quite intelligent, and reads a lot - usually in the dark where nobody can see her.
Abilities:

• Hayley can manipulate Earth - she isn't great at using it at the moment, and cannot do it for long, however she can use the Earth to fight for her and has done in the past
• Hayley can sense the spirits and ghosts of the dead - they respond to her depending how they feel (sometimes relieved, sometimes afraid). She can communicate with them, but is still learning the language of the dead
• Hayley gives off a feeling of dread, as if Death itself was just around the corner. She cannot control this - and the feeling is increased if she is scared or excited
• Hayley is able to see in the dark quite well - especially underground, where she feels at home

Extra: Hayley is terrified of both flying and the ocean. She also warm to the touch, growing hotter if she is angry. Nobody at the school except the principal and the chosen few tasked to look over her know who her real parents are -

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First Name: Owen

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Surname: Fiore

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Nickname: (optional) Pilli (His dad calls him that

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Gender: Male

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Age: 20

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Species: Demigod: Son of the Aztec God Xochipilli: God of art, games, beauty, dance, flowers, and song

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Personality:
Many things can be said of Owen Fiore, but he's witty and flexible for the most part. Of course he's also determined, charismatic and trusting, but these are in a way balance by being a little dense at times as well.
He is witty and charming or he likes to think he is. He's the son of a god of Beauty and thus he is used the stares and looks that he gets. After twenty years of staring, Owen has learned to use it. Most mortals start stammering as soon as they see him. Owen is not arrogant with his power. He just tries to act like a normal. However, he is gay and will hit on all of the guys. His father is the god of Homosexuals. Of course he will be gay. Owen also seems to love playing games and he usually wins.

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Hobbies:

• Horticulture: Owen has a green thumb in every sense of the word. Flowers just brighten around him. He tries to make all kinds of flowers.
• Sword Fighting: His father decided that he needed to learn how to fight and thus Owen was taught how to fight by Huitzilopochtli. The Aztec pantheon does not get a lot of demigods after the fall of the empire and Owen was rare. So Owen was taught how to sword fight with a Heavy Aztec Macuahuitl( A heavy club with sharpened obsidian on the hilt.). He could decapitate a horse with one swing and he keeps his sword ready for something.
• Games: His father's gifts allow him to win at almost any game. The Aztecs would pray to him for luck and Owen got some of that luck. His idea of fun is robbing a casino of what it was worth using just his smile. He keeps at Patolli board in his room.

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Abilities:
Owen is usually the best looking guy in the room but that is not his use power. He can the flowers he creates to fight. He prefers to use his Macuahuitl to fight but having a distillate of Blood Flower to make a guard pass out can be useful. Owen was taught to always honorable when fighting and seems to go out of his way not to kill. It is clumsy to kill an enemy.

• Flower Control: Owen can make flowers do what he wants. If he focuses enough, he can get the flower to do things it could not do such as a rose that can knock someone out if they smell it. He is still working on it.
• Beauty: He can sometimes make it so people are stunned by how he looks. The person sees something so beautiful that they have to stare at it.
• Lucky: Owen is rather lucky if he focuses on it. He has no idea how to use this right now but he can win most games of chance just by looking at the game. He doesn't know if he can use it anywhere else.

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Backstory:
Owen does not know much about his past. All he knows is:

• His mother died when he was born due to the stress of giving birth to him. His name was the last word she ever spoke. Owen keeps a picture of her on his bedside.
• He was raised by his father and the remains of his priest who escaped the Spanish attack. They taught him how to speak Nahuatl, Spanish, and English.
• Owen was sent to the school since the priests thought it would be good for him.

((I will add more in the plot)

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Extra:
Owen has a flower tattoo on his right bicep.
His father occasionally will send his son beauty products that he thinks Owen will need.

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