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Man, idk why but new years is one of my favorite holidays of the year.
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Bought my tickets
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Any body see that suicide squad trailer.
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Really chill nerd, likes all things star wars, lord of the rings, game of thrones, e.t.c (there is a long list).

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Eloln shook his head in agreement and got up. He wanted to know the specifics of the job exactly so that he knew what he was getting into. "We gonna start now because it was getting boring." Copperhead said as he scratched one of horns. Copperhead did not have anything against the other people he just did not like to talk that much, as Eloln had once put it, he is a man of action not words.

They stepped out side the bar and it was raining. While the rain didn't bother either much they were desert creatures by nature, and this rain was getting annoying. Eloln looked around at the others, quiet impressed by the group: Two droids, a woman and her pet, a mechanic, 3 mercenaries, with the famous Killshot being one of them. He knew he had to bring his A game with this group.

"So how 'bout a few details about the job before we run in blindly?" he asked Winston.


"I agree, what is the mission exactly?" Eloln said after Killshot.

Still accepting?
Morning had finally come and Zane had gotten out of bed and stretched. He had slept good last night and now he hoped for a good day. Zane went over to his closet and set out his suit for the day, the white gloves and dress shirt, his black bow-tie, tuxedo blazer, vest, and slacks, grey socks and black dress shoes that were shined to perfection. Although he could do all of this with magic, the process of actually doing things himself felt better. Once he was dressed he herd the call over the intercom,"Titans, suit up and meet me in the hanger. We've got a bogey and he's a strong one so I hope you all ate your wheaties this morning." Roses's voice sounded throughout the tower. Zane found his favorite deck of cards, and headed out of the room.

He wanted to eat some Cinnamon Toast Crunch before the day started, but now he would have to settle for a banana. "Ananab." The simple spell made a ripe yellow banana appear in his hand while he hurried to the hangar. Zane began to wonder who the target was, excitement crept through is body, he was ready for this.

"Well let the games begin." He said with a smile as he headed to the hangar.

@ViolentViolet I was wondering if I got approved.
Name: Alistair Bartram

Age: 16

Gender: Male

# Of Years You've Attended CHB: 4

Godly Parent: Hades

Which Side You're On: Neutral



Skills: Alistair grew up with a knack for gambling. He is good at playing card games (especially if money is involved) and has a gut feeling that tells him whether or not he is making good decisions. Alistair can read other people very well and what they want. He is very good with numbers and his memory is top notch. He uses a pitchfork as a weapon. Alistair can use swords but prefers his pitchfork because he was taught how to fight with spears. Being a son of Hades, Alistair has a deep connection with money. He can count large amounts at a time and always finds a way to make more.


Powers:
Osteokinesis: Alistair is able summon and telekinetically to control bones. Alistair can manipulate up to three or four full skeletons at a time. He can also make full body armor out of bones was well. When he does not have a weapon on hand he can summon a sword made of bones. When he needs a friend he usually summons a skeleton to talk to or just a skull, but it can't talk back. Alistair needs concentration to use this power, and although he usually he has it, if he is distracted everything will fall apart.

Necromancy: Alistair has authority and control over the dead, as well as many monsters native to Hades' realm, such as the Furies. He can reanimate the skeletons he creates, and destroy them. That power is very draining but he can do it to three skeletons at a time. Alistair can also summon the undead. He does not do it often, only because it is hard for him to banish them back.

Umbrakinesis: Alistair has limited control over darkness and shadows for various uses. Alistair has not fully developed his shadow manipulation. He can move others shadows and make them disappear for a time, also he can, make small shapes. His shadow travel is very weak as well, he can only travel short distances, and while this may come in-handy in combat but for longer trips it is tiring.

Personality: Alistair is a very laid back person. He does not enjoy conflict or work in general. He will most likely disregard orders especially if they require him to do extra work. Alistair most like will only take orders from those he has respect for or those he fears, and both list are short. Like his father Alistair is very honorable and takes the deals and risk seriously. He is the world’s greatest loan shark; if someone were to owe him money he always finds a way to get his payment. Alistair’s honor has no bounds; he always keeps his word if he ever gives it and never breaks a promise. One thing that can be said about him is that he never makes threats just promises.

History: Alistair’s mother was a floor manager at the Luxor on the strip. Hades enjoyed the casinos and hotels in Vegas because they were filled with desperation and greed. Hades met her while he was playing Blackjack at one of her tables. He was hot and they called her in to watch over the game. Little did she know that the god was manipulating the game in his favor. It was not like Hades needed the money, he just like to make others miserable. She came over and asked him to find another game. After surviving the death glare of Hades, she gave her own back and immediately earned his respect. For the next few nights he would come in, play a table until she was called over to ask him to leave. Finally after a month of visits, Hades took her out on a date.
After a short lived relationship and nine months, Alistair was born. He was raised in New Orleans by his grandmother. During his childhood, he hated being told what to do. His teachers and guardian alike would call his mother and complain about something he and done that week. In school, Alistair could be the bad boy on campus that plays sports. He played football, baseball, and enjoyed running track. These would be the only extracurricular activities that he would do. As he got old his laziness got worse.

When he turned 13 he was sent back to his mother due to a big incident. He beat up 5 kids to near death when they would not pay him the money they owed him from a game of dice. His deep obsession with money might be one of the only things that will get him over his laziness. But for him it is not just money, things of value are what important to him and they always will be.

He was sent to his mother back in Las Vegas after the incident. Once he arrived he had been developing powers. Just along the lines of talking to the dead. While in Vegas a satyr found him playing with undead cats and brought him back to Camp Half-Blood with his mother’s permission.
His first year there he made no friends and had bad reports with all of his instructors. Most of the time you would see him with a skeleton or two by himself. He found his skill with the spear by accident when he actually tried to apply himself to his combat training. The first time he went to the underworld it was by accident, he found out that he had the power to travel there using the shadows and he met his father. It wasn’t the best first meeting but it wasn’t bad either. Alistair played a round of Poker with Hades for a weapon and some training in exchange for his soul. He won and Hades said he would train him. So whenever he would not be doing anything he would go see his father and learn how to use a pitchfork in combat.

Alistair was given the name “The Sloth King of Bones” by Hades in his third year, due to his laziness. Hades said that “it takes skill to be that complacent and lazy.” In honor of this Hades gave him a pitchfork made of bone from Cerberus’ fang and black obsidian, Alistair named it Belphegor.
Now it was a new year for him. He was headed back to camp with new tricks and more sleeping to do, and maybe something to gain.




What else did you want me to fix



| NAME: |
-Zane Zatara


| ALIAS: |
-Magi


| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |
Genetic Magic: His unique genetic structure allows him to use the magic he was born with as well as learned magic.

Backwards Spells: Zane speaks his spells backward as a aid to concentrate. For example, saying "rebmemer" would cause the target of the spell to remember something.

Elemental Control: Zane can manipulate different magical elements such as: fire, ice, water, earth, electricity, air, light , and shadow. Each elements can be controlled and summoned with spells.

Learned Magics:
-Healing:can heal most injuries with simple spell
-Flight: Zane can fly or levitate however it requires a lot of energy and concentration
-Force Field: Zane can create magical shields to withstand bullets, blasts, blows and explosions. The greater the size or density of the shield the more effort it takes to hold.
-Transformation: Zane can turn anything into anything else, essentially. For instance, the largest thing he has transformed was a concrete building into a cardboard house.
-Eldritch Blast: Zane can blast enemies with mystical energy
-Energy Construct Creation: Zane can use his magical energies to create inanimate objects such as traps or devices to suit he needs.
-Telekinesis: Zane can move/obtain objects at a distance with his spells.
-Telepathy: Zane can also read minds, view and erase memories of others with or without the person's consent. Can only be done for a short period of time and takes a lot of energy and concentration.
-Teleportation: He can send himself and/or anyone to anyplace he/they wish to visit without any space/time restrictions. Needs a visual image of the place before sending any anywhere.

Hand-to-Hand Training: He knows how to defend him self in a fight against others. He is no Batman or Robin, so put him against someone like Deathstroke and he will lose, but put him a basic situation ans he will hold his own.

Magicians Suit: Has the standard Zatara suit, colors are black and white and he has while gloves.

Magic Wand: Zane has a wand that he needs in order to help focus his magic. Has tried to do it without the wand the spells usually blow up in his face.


| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |
Mnemonic Incantation: Zane casts his spells by saying the words of her incantations backwards. Mnemonic incantation is the most complicated of the mystic arts. If he cannot speak his spells don't work. Also some of his spells take deep concentration. So if he is not focused or his speech is disabled his magic is useless.

Vulnerability to Magic: Powerful enchantments against beings of magic, like gods, are able to restrict him as well, preventing her from accessing enchanted places or dispel the adverse charm.

Lack of Concentration: Zane has the attention span of a fly so it is hard for him to focus on one thing at a time. This means that more complicated spells are harder for him to do.

His Wand: Zane needs his wand in order to cast his spells. It helps him focus on the spell it self and allows him to better project his will. When he does not use his wand the only thing he has been know to do is create explosions no matter what the spell or levitate things. If his wand is taken he does one or the other and that can lead to detrimental effects.


| SAMPLE POST: |
The casino smelt of smoke, alcohol, lost hopes and dreams. Zane was at the rootlet table collecting bids and moving money from one number to another. He hated working on the strip casinos, all the people were greedy and made wrong decisions. Like if you know there is a low probability of you winning why would you bet the rest of your money on a chance that was not going to happen. He hated the rootlet table as well, the people who played this game took extra risk and always choose their number based on some lucky number or coincidence.

"Alright people place your bets, Black High, nothing under 20,000." Zane said with fake smile and no general interest.

He didn't understand what he was doing here in Vegas. Zane thought he would be working on the stage with Zatanna but instead he had to find a job at the MGM as a table dealer. He works on the Poker, Blackjack, and Rootlet tables. He would use his magic to mess with the players and make them lose most of the time. He was told to find some work and wait for Zatanna to call, so he had been. But Zane was growing tired of waiting, he didn't like it here, to many distractions and the energy the people gave off was weird.

"Hey your times up head out." One of his co-workers said to him. Zane smiled and packed up shop. He headed to the break room and got his stuff.

Zane stepped out side and took a breath of fresh air. "Well time to go home. Emoh" With that spell he vanished from the front of the casino and reappeared in his small one bedroom apartment. Zane had nothing else to do for the day except practice some more and wait for the call.


| NOTES: |
-Has the ADD
-He like card games especially Poker
-Not afraid to speak his mind
-Likes to gamble with high stakes
-Does not like to fly
Eloln & Copperhead


Copperhead removed his hammer from the mans skull. He had been working a security job for some very sensitive cargo and it just arrived at its destination, Xanto 2's, Hisho's Market. Copperhead stepped off the ship and saw his partner and only companion Eloln waiting for him with the client. Copperhead had to do this job solo because Eloln had to ride with the client on an alternate route. But now they were together again and he was safe. "There goes you merchandise you happy now." Eloln said with a snappy attitude.

After checking out the goods the buyer was satisfied and let the go. Their payment was transport to this world in exchange for protection. Eloln had another job set up with a Mister Winston Valos. "What is next, do we get a break to eat?" Copperhead said with a deep voice and a grumbling stomach. "No. We have more work and then you can eat after we get paid." Eloln said as they walked through the market looking for the establishment called the The Tipsy Sewer. There were many lights and people down here in the ward, many different vendors. Sights and smells caught the attention of both of them until they reached the bar. It smelt horrid and looked worse. Eloln took the first step inside and noticed a table with quiet the colorful guest list; Two androids, three humans, and a being he had never seen before. "That's them over there, Copperhead what ever you do, whatever they say, please stay calm." Eloln said as they walked over to the table to greet the others.

"Mr. Valso, correct. I am Eloln and this is Copperhead, we came to work." Eloln said with a smile and an out reached hand.
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