Fieryfly

PJO: New Generation

Amy Nolan

Unlike Helen, Amy was positively amazed by what Aiden pulled off. She had always been one to be dazzled by tricks, however cheap they might be, and this was fascinating. Though it seemed that this cheap trick had taken quite a bit out of Aiden so Amy wasn't sure if it was actually a good thing. Did all demigods get powers? she wondered absentmindedly. When she was younger she and Damien used to read a ton of comic books. It was difficult with her dyslexia and all, but it was doable, especially when Damien read them out loud. Rogue was always her favorite, and Storm. Damien always said that Iron Man was way cooler. But Iron Man couldn't steal any powers. He didn't even really have powers at all. He was just really clever. And rich. Was there a god that could grand a demigod the abilities that Rogue had, because that would be badass, though complicated.

However Amy would not find out today it seemed. Aiden very clearly stated that it was up to the gods to claim them. That sounded like they were some kind of cattle or something, or pets in a shelter, waiting for their owners to pick them up. Amy wrinkled her nose and shot a look around. More people had joined the group among which a girl with white hair which was... abnormal. But then again there were many abnormal things today. A glance at the sky however confirmed that it was still the same thing as always. There were happy faces in the winds. They waved at her as they passed by.

When Aiden finished speaking was when the resistance arrived from the girl who had been skeptic before. Amy found it slightly unfair towards Aiden who was trying his very best to be nice to them. That couldn't be a easy job. No one was ever going to believe all this stuff on the fly. The only reason why Amy was less skeptic was because of the fact that her mother had said it with a serious face and if her mom said something in that face it was true. She had made that face when she told her that Damien had passed away. That was true.

"Didn't you see the dragon?" Amy asked the annoyed girl. "We all entered from over that hill," she waved to the camp's hill in the distance that held the golden fleece. "The dragon, the golden thing, the man with the eyes all over his body that actually blink. I mean that doesn't prove what Aiden is saying here is true but it at least allows him the benefit of the doubt. Also the satyrs, who are appearantly here. Skye was brought in by one." She nudged the other girl as if to make her comment too and confirm what she was saying. "I am just saying that..." the courage seemed to leave the girl the more she said. "... there are not many camps with a lava wall that you can climb?" She pointed to the thing that stood in the distance and then lowered her hand to her cape, fumbling with the edges.

PJO: New Generation

Amy Nolan

Amy and Skye waited some more and at some point Amy started to become seriously bored. She was hoping something exciting would happen like a satyr that would show up to show them the camp. But there was no goat legged individual around. In the end it was a boy that came up to them. A boy with an eyepatch. That was pretty cool. There was a brief thought as to how the boy had gotten this eyepatch. Had he lost an eye in a battle against a monster or something like those that Heracles and Theseus had fought back in the day (the idea that those people might actually have been real was still very strange. What would you even say if you were to meet one of them? Hey, I read you died in a horrible way, sucks).

"Yes we are new and a tour would be great. Are you the official guide here or something? I mean I assume that the camp... a summer camp usually has like a guide that brings you to all activities and such..." She paused for a second, looking lost. She hadn't actually ever been to a summer camp. "Oh, my name is Amy.... Nolan. Nice to meet you."

Almost as soon as she had finished speaking a third girl walked over apparently also new in the camp. Was this like the official day for new people to join the side of the Greek Gods? Surely there must be a reason why her mom had send her to camp right at this day? She could also have gone another day, or not at all. What was up with her uncles demanding that from her mother anyway? Really, there were too many questions here. But first of all there was this one.

After acknowledging the presence of the new girl with a quick nod she turned back to Aiden and asked: "Do you know who your godly parent is? Because me and Skye here have no clue and I was wondering... if there is like a way to find out? Because I sort of want to know now? Does everyone here know who they are descendant of or is that not a very common thing?"

@Jasonhero@KnightandDay@Arcalept

PJO: New Generation

Way to be bad at reading the IC, Deuce.

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PJO: New Generation

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PJO: New Generation

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PJO: New Generation

Amy Nolan

"Oh I didn't mean to startle you," Amy said quickly as the other girl whipped around seemingly shaken out of her reverie by Amy's words. And Amy couldn't blame her. This place was weird and demanded all your attention. I mean there were satyrs running around left and right and Amy was quite sure she had seen people emerge from trees. It wasn't really exactly normal.

"Amy," she replied when the girl told her her name. Skye. That was a cool name. "And no I have no idea who my dad is. My mom was all weird and didn't want to tell me." She pushed some of her short brown hair out of her face as an annoyed expression passed over it. Really what was up with that. First telling her that her father was apparently super cool and awesome because gods were pretty cool and awesome in general and then just not telling who he was. "She brought me here, my mom that is. Dropped my off saying that it would be good for me to attend summer camp here. You hung out with a satyr? What was that like?" she asked, annoyance forgotten again by the prospect of all these new beings she had yet to meet. Really there was this mix of confusion and excitement in her head that was battling for who got the upper hand. Everything was really cool here, but at the same time everything was also new and strange and intimidating.

However when Skye mentioned that they might be siblings Amy's complexion darkened. She had realized that gods had more children and that it would make sense to run into someone with the same godly heritage, but she didn't want another sibling. She still missed her older brother and the idea of a new sibling who might replace him wasn't one she liked. "Yeah, maybe," she said trying to remain enthousiastic. "Let's first hope that anyone is going to come over and tell us what the hell exactly is going on because I don't really feel like waiting here forever."

@Arcalept

PJO: New Generation

Amy Nolan

Her mother had actually dropped her off at the side of the hill.

Of course that was after she and her mother had had an hour longer conversation before the car about her father and her uncles who apparently were Greek Gods in their spare time and that was the honest truth.

It was a bit hard to swallow really, but Amy knew when her mother was being serious. She would get this glint in her eyes that said 'I am super serious right now and you better believe me or I will punch you in the face.' Despite the fact that Amy knew that her mother would never hit her, she was smart enough to not test that theory. So she was forced to believe that her father was indeed one of the almight Greek Gods, though her mother had refrained from telling which one. Something about that her father would tell her in due time and it was not to her mother to disclose this information.

"But why do I need to go to camp?" Amy had sort of whined. The idea of summer camp was pretty exciting to be honest, but that was more if you had the choice yourself. When your mother was telling it was automatically less cool.

Her mother had explained once again that her uncles thought that it would be good for her now that she was coming off age. Amy had huffed at that. She was fifteen. She was not coming of age yet. But she had agreed anyway. It was cool to attend a summar camp. Cool kids did that right? And apparently there would be all these kids that were descendants from gods so that was kind of cool.

So she had finally kissed her mother goodbye and had watched as she had stepped back into the car. And she actually drove away. Somehow Amy had still thought that this might perhaps been a joke. Clearly it wasn't. So she trudged up the hill, her back on her shoulder. Her mother could apparently not approach the camp. It had something to do with the protection that lay over the camp. Maybe they had a really good alarm system in place that detected demi-gods as good and other people as bad? Amy would like to see what that looked like.

Turned out the secrurity guy was someone with a massive amount of eyes. Amy recalled a story about Argus, but it wasn't much. He had never seem that interesting to her, but after actuallyl physically meeting him face to face she definitely changed her mind.

Eventually with the help of people that were definitely satyrs and not normal people she found her way to one of the cabins. Clearly they knew that she was coming, or at least they didn't find it strange that a new face suddenly showed up. Amy couldn't help looking around eagerly at all the people. What gods would these children be descendant off?

The cabin before her was large and there was another girl standing outside, looking equaly confused. Her guide left after mere seconds and now Amy was standing next to the confused girl. She opened her mouth, but remained silent for a second. "Eh.. so you are a demi-god too?" she asked then which was definitely the stupidest opening line ever to be honest. Of course she was, why else would she be there? But the words were already said. "Do you know what god you are descendant of?"

[Talking to Skye]

PJO: New Generation

Amy Nolan

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. - Emma (Jane Austen)

Basic Information

Name:
Amelia Nolan
Nickname:
Amy
Gender:
Female
Age and date of birth:
15 - 3 Februari 2001
Age Appearance:
15
Sexuality:
Hetrosexual

Godly Parent:
Aeolus
Mortal Parent(s):
Jilian Nolan
Siblings:
Damien Nolan (deceased)

Heigth and build:
1,64 m - slim build
Weight:
52 kg
Favorite weather and season:
Windy - Spring and Summer

Detailed Information

Personality:

Amy has a natural energetic and enthousiastic disposition. She has a positive outlook on life and generally enjoys herself with whatever she does. Her mother calls her a free spirit, her brother called her annoying. She probably was both. Since she grew up in an environment where she had to be independant rather quickly and only had her brother to hold on to she learned how to keep herself busy. She would find herself the fun if there was none around. Shameless would be another rather good word to describe Amy. She is generally up for anything and hardly feels shame for anything she does.

Ever since her brother died her energetic nature has been dummed down. She withdrew from society for awhile and has yet to completely find her place in it again. This has led to a bit more shyness and awkwardness coming from her. She will less often engage people now than she would before and searched solitude more often.

Amy enjoys climbing especially on places that it is not allowed. She would always study on the roof of the house even though her mother had told her a million times that it was not allowed. But it was just so much nicer to feel the breeze while you were studying.

History:

Amy's mother was a pilot who caught the attention of the wind god Aeolus during her many trips through the air. Her mother already had a son of six, but since the father of Damien had been out of the picture ever since his birth she allowed herself to be enamoured for a second time. Once again someone that would leave her, but she didn't know that before she got into it.

Amy was born into a family of a mother and a son. Her brother was six years older than she was and with her mother being away all the time it came to him to protect her. A job he took serious despite finding it annoying. They had fights, they had good times, but life was pretty good. They attended school, Damien driving her there as soon as he could. Amy was pretty normal. She had troubles at school, couldn't concentrate very well, some bad grades in boring subjects, but besides that she was doing fine. Her mom would always encourage her to try harder, but she was out flying so she didn't know half the things her daughter was doing.

Every now and then her uncles would drop by to brighten up her day. Amy didn't actually know much about them, but apperantly they were brothers of her father who for some reason could never drop by. Yet he was also not dead. Amy stalked her mother with that question, but never got an answer. At some point she gave up. Her uncles were pretty cool though. She enjoyed spending time with Uncle Zeff and Uncle Boris as much as any kid would with uncles that brought toys along. They were always interested in her and were always happy. It was never sure when they would come but at some point Amy learned to just feel it. It was like the wind carried them in.

This happy life changed two years ago when Damien got in a car accident and died. Amy's world died. She shut down, stopped going to class, stopeed talking, stopped doing anything. Her brother had been her mother and her father and her brother at the same time. Now that that had fallen away there was just nothing left. Luckily her mother came through. She took a year off from work, she herself also devastated with the loss of her oldest son. She took Amy away from school and just packed up and left. They needed some time off.

After a year long trip away from home and the city she grew up in Amy and her mother returned. Amy stayed home and her mother took up the mantle of teacher. Slowly they would fall back in a sort of routine. Her uncles started to drop by again, helping her mother. Late at night though she could hear them talking to her mother but when she tried to inch closer it always felt like there was something pushing her back. As if the wind was telling her to go back to sleep.

This year her mother signed her up for summer camp with the promise that if she would attend her mother would talk to her about her dad. That was all Amy needed to hear. She was ready to move on again, she had grieved and she would not be the same person again, but she could move on and she was sure that knowing more about her father would help.

Theme Song
I'll find one

Combat Information

Weapons/Items

Weapons/Items

Name of Weapon or Item:
None yet.
Description:

Appearance:

Skills:
- Good climber
- Smart
- Well read
- Gracious

- No combat experience

Abilities:
- Fast reaction time
- Acrobatic (Amy spend quite some time doing trampoline lessons when she was small which was the best thing in the world)
- Decent endurance in relation to her powers (she sucks at long distance running though)

Powers:
- Wind Control: Not yet unlocked. For now Amy only accesses this ability on random occasions. Sometimes doors slam close a bit too hard when she is frustrated (a bit as in she had them fly clean off one time, that was awkward). She once fell of the roof of their current house and didn't suffer a scratch. It was almost like the wind caught her.
- Seeing Aurai: Amy seems to have a natural inclination to see Aurai in the wind everywhere she goes, though she tended to think she was just imagining faces when she was enjoying the breeze. She recalls having a conversation with one of them though... that was kind of strange.

Other:
- Amy has a red cape that she once got from Damien for her 11th birthday. Ever since he dies she has taken to wearing it regularly. She used to find it stupid and childish, but now it seems like a strong connection. Also it looks badass in the wind.
- She once did skydiving with her mom and it was the best experience of her life.

PJO: New Generation

Thanks!

And if you explode I will laugh. Very long and very hard. SO much laughing.

PJO: New Generation

Amy Nolan

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. - Emma (Jane Austen)

Basic Information

Name:
Amelia Nolan
Nickname:
Amy
Gender:
Female
Age and date of birth:
15 - 3 Februari 2001
Age Appearance:
15
Sexuality:
Hetrosexual

Godly Parent:
Aeolus
Mortal Parent(s):
Jilian Nolan
Siblings:
Damien Nolan (deceased)

Heigth and build:
1,64 m - slim build
Weight:
52 kg
Favorite weather and season:
Windy - Spring and Summer

Detailed Information

Personality:

Amy has a natural energetic and enthousiastic disposition. She has a positive outlook on life and generally enjoys herself with whatever she does. Her mother calls her a free spirit, her brother called her annoying. She probably was both. Since she grew up in an environment where she had to be independant rather quickly and only had her brother to hold on to she learned how to keep herself busy. She would find herself the fun if there was none around. Shameless would be another rather good word to describe Amy. She is generally up for anything and hardly feels shame for anything she does.

Ever since her brother died her energetic nature has been dummed down. She withdrew from society for awhile and has yet to completely find her place in it again. This has led to a bit more shyness and awkwardness coming from her. She will less often engage people now than she would before and searched solitude more often.

Amy enjoys climbing especially on places that it is not allowed. She would always study on the roof of the house even though her mother had told her a million times that it was not allowed. But it was just so much nicer to feel the breeze while you were studying.

History:

Amy's mother was a pilot who caught the attention of the wind god Aeolus during her many trips through the air. Her mother already had a son of six, but since the father of Damien had been out of the picture ever since his birth she allowed herself to be enamoured for a second time. Once again someone that would leave her, but she didn't know that before she got into it.

Amy was born into a family of a mother and a son. Her brother was six years older than she was and with her mother being away all the time it came to him to protect her. A job he took serious despite finding it annoying. They had fights, they had good times, but life was pretty good. They attended school, Damien driving her there as soon as he could. Amy was pretty normal. She had troubles at school, couldn't concentrate very well, some bad grades in boring subjects, but besides that she was doing fine. Her mom would always encourage her to try harder, but she was out flying so she didn't know half the things her daughter was doing.

Every now and then her uncles would drop by to brighten up her day. Amy didn't actually know much about them, but apperantly they were brothers of her father who for some reason could never drop by. Yet he was also not dead. Amy stalked her mother with that question, but never got an answer. At some point she gave up. Her uncles were pretty cool though. She enjoyed spending time with Uncle Zeff and Uncle Boris as much as any kid would with uncles that brought toys along. They were always interested in her and were always happy. It was never sure when they would come but at some point Amy learned to just feel it. It was like the wind carried them in.

This happy life changed two years ago when Damien got in a car accident and died. Amy's world died. She shut down, stopped going to class, stopeed talking, stopped doing anything. Her brother had been her mother and her father and her brother at the same time. Now that that had fallen away there was just nothing left. Luckily her mother came through. She took a year off from work, she herself also devastated with the loss of her oldest son. She took Amy away from school and just packed up and left. They needed some time off.

After a year long trip away from home and the city she grew up in Amy and her mother returned. Amy stayed home and her mother took up the mantle of teacher. Slowly they would fall back in a sort of routine. Her uncles started to drop by again, helping her mother. Late at night though she could hear them talking to her mother but when she tried to inch closer it always felt like there was something pushing her back. As if the wind was telling her to go back to sleep.

This year her mother signed her up for summer camp with the promise that if she would attend her mother would talk to her about her dad. That was all Amy needed to hear. She was ready to move on again, she had grieved and she would not be the same person again, but she could move on and she was sure that knowing more about her father would help.

Theme Song
I'll find one

Combat Information

Weapons/Items

Weapons/Items

Name of Weapon or Item:
None yet.
Description:

Appearance:

Skills:
- Good climber
- Smart
- Well read
- Gracious

- No combat experience

Abilities:
- Fast reaction time
- Acrobatic (Amy spend quite some time doing trampoline lessons when she was small which was the best thing in the world)
- Decent endurance in relation to her powers (she sucks at long distance running though)

Powers:
- Wind Control: Not yet unlocked. For now Amy only accesses this ability on random occasions. Sometimes doors slam close a bit too hard when she is frustrated (a bit as in she had them fly clean off one time, that was awkward). She once fell of the roof of their current house and didn't suffer a scratch. It was almost like the wind caught her.
- Seeing Aurai: Amy seems to have a natural inclination to see Aurai in the wind everywhere she goes, though she tended to think she was just imagining faces when she was enjoying the breeze. She recalls having a conversation with one of them though... that was kind of strange.

Other:
- Amy has a red cape that she once got from Damien for her 11th birthday. Ever since he dies she has taken to wearing it regularly. She used to find it stupid and childish, but now it seems like a strong connection. Also it looks badass in the wind.
- She once did skydiving with her mom and it was the best experience of her life.