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In 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲: 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕝 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕖𝕤 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@King Kindred looks like you're good to go for it@ThisIsFine

Sweet and thank you @NinaDivine.

I should have her up tomorrow or so.

In 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲: 𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕝 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕖𝕤 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Would you consider a spider character street level? I'm considering brushing off my old one that never got much use.

In Delbrook Academy High School → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Location: Freedom Festival; Bleachers
Interactions: Kaylen @Pyxis
Outfit: ∞

Cassian returned Kaylen's smile as he handed over the plate. He knew no one could refrain from smiling when they had funnel cake in front of them. It was the carnival food of joy. "No problem. I don't know why you were crying, but no one should be on the first day. That's what midterms are for." He couldn't tell you how many corners he turned and stairways he climbed just to end up walking in on someone balling their eyes out over all the exams they had to study for. He was glad that he never let the pressures of school get to him. He was fine with just sailing smoothly through the currents while Nat did her best to excel.

"And I'll hold you to that, but now I have to deliver this one to a very impatient friend of mine. I'll catch you around, Kaylen." Cassian turned back towards the bleacher stairs and started to make his way down. On his way he spotted Daniel and the Costello twins with Lydia and someone else he didn't recognize. Whoever she was she was cute and it seemed like she was new, but known. He'd make sure to ask them about her later. Who knows? She might even join the Boys at the beach after school.

Location: Delbrook Festival (High Striker)
Interactions: My Knight in Shining Swim Trunks @metanoia

Ali was starting to feel conflicted about hiding her skill at the High Striker for Kyle. On one hand it was great that it made him feel helpful but she wished it didn't take that for him to feel that way. She didn't like lying to him, but in order to continue to prop her new boyfriend and his self-confidence she just might have to keep it up a little longer. At least until after the festival was over. "Yeah... Gymnastics has really helped develop my strength. No wonder almost every hero is a gymnast." She paused for a second before dropping the hammer to the ground and walking closer to Kyle. She reached her right hand up to his cheek, but hesitated as if to ask for permission to touch it. Once she was given the all clear she'd place it gently on his cheek and get him to look into her eyes. "But hey, I don't like you talking like that. You're very helpful. You've been helping me all morning."

Location: Robotics Booth to Drama Booth

Natasha Knight considered herself a very patient and forgiving person though there would be some that would disagree. She pays those disagreeances no mind, but today they might very well be right. She knew that the festival was only going to be live for an hour or so at the most and she was not going to spend that entire time stuck behind a booth waiting on Cass. She refused to be the only one not enjoying their time at the festival. Cassian should've been there by now with her funnel cake and he wasn't answering any of her texts inquiring about his whereabouts. She decided. She was going to leave. She didn't bother leaving anyone in charge, but she was sure that her VP would handle things if there was any latecomer to their booth.

Nat made her way through the festival taking in the sights, games, and bountiful aromas of food that spread throughout. All of it was very tempting, but she seemed to have a specific destination in mind that had yet to be revealed to her. She continued to walk and walk and walk, wait. Go back. Natasha walked backwards and turned to the only other booth that actually caught her attention. A devious plan formed inside her head. She promised herself she'd never sing at school, but in order to get back at Cassian this sacrifice would be worth it. "Hey, my friend and I would like to join."

In ♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚢 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢) → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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Zeru Troy Williams, Son of Zeus




Well, look at that. I guess lightning does strike twice.




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N A M E
Zeru Troy Williams; Zee; Troy; Skylord

A G E
October 8th, 18

G E N D E R
cis Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual, but leans more towards women.

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Atlanta, Georgia

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Black and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E

Height: 6'2
Weight: 175 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: Earring in his left ear, a giant tattoo of a golden eagle on his back, and a lightning bolt on his right shoulder.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single. In a not so secret relationship with Fiamma

F A M I L Y
Mother: Aniyah Williams
Father: The Almighty Zeus
Demi-Sibling: Ryley Astrape

L E G A C Y
Apollo

P E T S
A female golden eagle by the name of Aquila. Sometimes when he sleeps he sees the world through her eyes.

He also has a pet venti spirit named Sylph.
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L I K E S
✔ Friends
✔ Fighting
✔ Training
✔ Flying
✔ Music
✔ Art
✔ Reading
✔ Video Games

D I S L I K E S
✘ Bullies
✘ Losing people
✘ Not being strong enough
✘ Monsters
✘ Cheaters except for Aphrodite
✘ Subways
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P E R S O N A L I T Y


⚡ Courageous ⚡ Loyal ⚡ Passionate ⚡ Smart ⚡ Driven ⚡ Protective ⚡ Adventurous ⚡ Leader

⚡ Incredibly Strong-Willed ⚡ Creative

Those who don't know Zeru may see him as a meathead who loved to fight potentially more than the children of Ares. But those who do know him know that he's a lot deeper than he appears around camp. He has the body of a warrior, but the heart of an artist. He's kind, caring, and is willing to do anything for the people he cares about. He can also be protective, and sometimes overly so, feeling as if it's his responsibility and in a way it is. He's a natural born leader and knows how to make the best out of people's strengths and weaknesses.

When he's not training you'll likely find him in his cabin either reading, writing, or something else to occupy his time and mind. He feels that it should be just as sharp as his weapon and as strong as his body. He also enjoys being out in nature and feels inspired by it sometimes.

Even though he has no issue attracting people he's often oblivious to the signs that someone has feelings for him. He has dated around a bit over the years, but he's not a player. If he were to, for example, date a certain daughter of Apollo he'd be completely faithful to her.
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B I O G R A P H Y
Zeru's story begins like many others. With two people falling in love. Except by a little twist of fate, one of these people happened to be a god. His mother was a pilot in Atlanta working for both Delta and a private airline. It was for the latter that she met him. His presence was elegant and commanding. He enthralled every room he stepped in and when their eyes met it was love at first sight. He approached her and struck a conversation and the rest was history. The two dated for a while, seeing each other whenever their busy schedules allowed them to. Then she discovered she was pregnant. They weren't married, but she was happy. She had known for a while that he wasn't a normal man. He trusted her with the truth and she surprisingly believed him.

She considered Zeru her strong little blessing from the sky, hence the names Zeru and Troy, the city that stood strong for ten years. When he was born Zeus spent much less time around them. He had to for multiple reasons that Zeru would later grow up to understand. At the time the Big 3 were still forbidden from having children, but they all seemed to forsake that decision multiple times. Zeru excelled in the regular world as a child. He may have been a bit too hyperactive and had a short attention span, but he never seemed to suffer from the dyslexia that afflicted most demigods. Instead he was able to both read and write at a more advanced level.

His mom was gone a lot for work and because of this he started to become more independent early on. He of course had baby sitters, but they were more of a formality than anything. Life was great, but he always felt like he was missing something. It was as if his heart was yearning for something that he couldn't get while at home. Then one day when he was 11 something strange happened. School was almost out for the summer and he was walking home when he was approached by two stray dogs that were oddly close together. He didn't think much of it and reached out to pet them. The two opened their mouths and were about to devour his hand when he was tackled out of the way by a goat man? He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Instead his vision was clearer than ever. Those two dogs? Just one big one with two heads. That goat man? Still a goat man and our young Zeru was understandably freaking out. The satyr noticed this and pulled out a reed pipe and played a few notes on it. Zeru instantly found himself calming down and truly taking in everything around him.

Once he was calm he started to think. He had met his father a few times, but never as the all-powerful Zeus. He did however tell him that he was Greek and in an effort to feel more connected to him he did some studying at his school library about Greece and learned about their mythology. From what he knew the goat man was a Satyr and this two headed dog wasn't Cerberus, but something else. Then it hit him. It was from a story of one of his favorite demigods, Heracles and his trials. He was able to kill it, but here it was again. This time it wasn't facing a man with the strength of ten.

The Satyr played another song on his pipe and the flowers around the giant dog started to grow before entangling around it. The dog struggled against the strengthened flowers, but it wasn't going to hold for long and they did the only thing they could do. They ran. They traveled from Atlanta all the way to New York, but wherever they went that dog was still close on their trail. During the journey he found out more about who he was and his heritage and that this is practically a normal occurrence for those like him. That was another thing. There were a lot of others like him.

They were coming up on Half-Blood Hill and it seemed like they were going to make it when their friend finally caught up to them. They knew at this point that in a chase they were going to be caught before they could even move. So instead they decided to face it head on. The satyr told Zeru to stand behind him and pulled a wooden club from his side. It looked heavy, but he was surprisingly holding it well. He charged at the two headed beast, leapt into the air preparing to club it to death, but instead he was swiped to the side and against the tree as if he were nothing more than a fly. Zeru ran towards his new friend and noticed the gashing wound in his stomach. He wasn't going to make it and Zeru felt useless and responsible for this. He looked to the distance he still had before making it to the safe zone and knew that he wasn't going to make it. He felt frustrated. He felt sad. He felt angry and he felt tired. He reached for the club that rested at his friend's side and picked it up. He could tell that it was heavy, but to him it felt like he was holding a simple bat. He turned to the beast and his eyes turned a deep blue. Electricity cackled around him and surged around the normally non-conductive club. "Hey, doggie. Fetch." He dashed forward, launched into the air and prepared to crush both heads under his might.

When he awoke he found himself in some infirmary being attended to and fed the most pleasant tasting thing he had the pleasure of tasting. It also had the added benefit of healing him. He couldn't remember anything that happened beyond the Satyr dying in front of him. The pain from that memory lingered and drove him to never want to be weak again. From this day forward he would be the protector, not the protected.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin One - Zeus, King of the Gods

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Seven

F A T A L  F L A W
His quite literal fatal flaw is that he'd lay his life on the line to protect the people he cares about.

F O R M
When angered, usually on behalf of injuries or worse to his friends, an reddish orange field of electricity surrounds his body. It's almost as if the sun itself was fueling him and his anger. This state does leave him significantly drained afterwards.

W E A K N E S S
Zeru's weakness is that he sometimes feels like he has the weight of the sky on his shoulder. That it's his duty to lead his friends and family and protect them.

He also has the aforementioned weakness of his form.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
Cabin Councilor
Training Instructor

W E A P O N S
Zeru possesses an Adamantine Sword named SkySlicer. When it's not used it appears as a normal pendant on his Camp Half-Blood necklace. He presses it and it pops down into his hand. He was gifted this by Zeus and when using it the blade glows blue. The blade has an ability that allows Zeru to imbue it with electricity or air.

He also possesses a typical Greek bow. There's nothing special about it whatsoever.

A B I L I T I E S
Electrokinesis:
	When it comes to lightning and electricity Zeru happens to be a prodigy. The ability comes as natural to him as just about any exercise. His older half-brother Jason sought him out one year and helped him develop this ability the most out of the others. Through his training and years of experience he's able to summon powerful bolts of lightning from the sky, generate electricity from his body, and even enhance his own speed. He also seems to be completely immune to electricity, but he hasn't truly tested his limits.
Atmokinesis:
	Admittedly not his strongest ability Zeru is able to manipulate the weather. He can make it rain, snow or any form of precipitation in a small area or generate a semi-powerful storm. This ability also gives him control over storm venti.
Aerokinesis:
	Zeru can control, manipulate, and generate air at different levels of pressure, intensity, and force. He can use this ability to send powerful blasts of air, fly, or solidify and create different shapes.
Lordship over the Skies:
	As the son of Zeus, Zeru has divine authority over all birds whether or not they can fly. He can also communicate with them both verbally and telepathically. They all seem to trust and have respect for him. Zeru feels rejuvenated and stronger whenever he's above ground. Even moreso the closer he is to the sun. This is due to him being in the domains of his father and godly brocestor Apollo.
Lie Detection:
	Due to Zeus being the god of oaths(ironic, I know) and Apollo being the god of truth Zeru has developed the ability to detect when people are lying. At first he couldn't turn it off, but over time gained control enough to where he only activates it when he wants to. But regardless of whether it's on or not he's grown quite well at reading people and their different tells to give away their dishonesty. Let's just say he can't wait until he can legally gamble.
Heat and Fire Resistance:
	Although he's not completely immune from the effects of heat and fire due to his Apollo legacy he's able to withstand higher temperatures and most levels of flames.
Enhanced Physiology:
	Demigods are already naturally stronger than normal humans their age and the children of the Big 3 are normally even stronger than that. But the children of Zeus? Strength is in their blood. This is no different with Zeru. He wouldn't put himself on the same level as Heracles, but moreso around his older brother Jason's level when he was his age and it's believed that his strength is still growing. This goes the same for his durability, agility, and reflexes as well. But on top of that his Apollo legacy blessed his sight, voice/words, and his hands creating a balance between the pen and the sword.
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O T H E R

Although he doesn't try to be showy with his talents Zeru has a poetic soul and hides a journal of his poetry in the Zeus Cabin. He also can sing, play the piano, saxophone, and electric guitar. The latter he only picked up because of the word electric.
He also keeps a stash of grass hidden in a different spot than his journal.
Zeru has a pretty big crush on Aphrodite.

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Dorian Underwood, Son of Thanatos





"Life is stressful, dear. That’s why they say “Rest In Peace.”"




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N A M E
Dorian Underwood; Dori; Kid Death

A G E
October 31st, 16

G E N D E R
cis Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Los Angeles, California

N A T I O N A L I T Y
French American

E T H N I C I T Y
Greek

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A P P E R A N C E

Height: 5'10
Weight: 150 lbs
Hair: Olive Green
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Ectomorph
Body Marks: A skeletal right hand that he usually covers with a leather glove. And a purple butterfly forcibly tattooed on the back of his left hand.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single for now

F A M I L Y
Mother: Vivian Underwood
Father: Thanatos
Siblings: TBD

L E G A C Y
N/A

P E T S
N/A
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L I K E S
✔ Nature
✔ Butterflies
✔ The dead
✔ The living
✔ Sleep
✔ The Underworld
✔ The Few Friends he does have
✔ His parents

D I S L I K E S
✘ Bullies
✘ Cigarettes
✘ Seeing those he cares about hurt
✘ Loud noises
✘ He likes Apollo, but sometimes there's such a thing as too much sun.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y


Shy ☠ Loyal ☠ Kind ☠ Smart ☠ Tactical ☠ Supportive

Dorian is a bit of recluse. It's partially to his own doing, but also to the doing of others. Even though years have passed people were still wary about those being related to gods of the Underworld. He understood why and never held it against anyone. His dad was Death personified. This isn't to say that he's incapable of making friends. Some have even tried to be friends with him and he allowed them in, but not fully. He still holds secrets from others. He's really kind and does have a sense of humor though most of his jokes are death related. He can laugh at and make jokes that don't deal with death. He loves nature and nature seems to love him as well. He loves butterflies the most and he guesses it has something to do with his dad. They tend to rest on him a lot not fearing the presence of death around him. He finds himself wishing that he had wings just like his father so that he could fly away with them. He's more caring than anything and hates to see people in pain. He constantly wishes that he was a healer like one of the Apollo children, but he wasn't born so lucky. He's also pretty much just like an ordinary teenager. He deals with puberty, coming closer to adulthood, and crushes. Though who really wants to court Death?
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B I O G R A P H Y
The love story of Dorian's parents was a weird one, but it was still better than Twilight could ever been. His mother always seemed to have a fascination with death. She was weird like that. While at College she started interning at a morgue and after graduation she became a mortician. One day a man came in claiming to be a detective and was inspecting a body that had been found at a gruesome crime scene. As he looked over the body the two talked and talked for what seemed like hours. They had so much in common and it wasn't hard for her to fall for him. His schedule was weird, but he spent some good time with her. One night they finally had sex in the next week he told her that he was being transferred to New York.

She was sad and even wanted to go with him, but he convinced her not to telling her that her destiny was here in Los Angeles. What did he know about destiny? He was know Apollo. Nine months later Dorian popped out. His mother found joy in naming him after the guy who used a painting to cheat death. His life was seemingly normal for most of it. Monsters didn't seem to bother him as much as they bothered other demigod children. They may toy with a child of Hades, but who would want to mess with the first child of Death? No one knew what he might have been capable of.

Everything changed on his twelve birthday. His right hand became bony. He learned all too soon about his decay ability while playing on the playground. Fortunately he didn't learn about it by using it on a human child. He touched one of the chains on the swing and it started to rust and decay. He quickly ran home after that and told his mother. She was surprised about his abilities and urged him to hide it. She didn't know what people would think about him if they found out.

When the summer started he was brought to Camp Half-Blood by a satyr and started to understand more about himself and why he was so different from others. Things took a turn for the worse when he found out who his godly parent was. Most people stayed away from him and he became the outcast in a group of societal outcasts. He was the only child of Thanatos so he slept in his cabin alone. That changed when he learned about his ability to travel to the underworld. Whenever he went to sleep he'd slip into the Underworld to sleep among the dead. He found himself at peace down there.

One year later he met his father down there when he was about to go to sleep and instead of sleeping that night they talked and he even followed him on his soul picking errands. He told him why he was so special, but he wasn't buying it. Being the only child of someone didn't exactly make you more special than the other demigods. When the sun was about to come up he was given his sword "Reaper". He was more than glad that he wasn't given a scythe. If he did he might as well had put on a cloak and gained the rest of the skeletal look. From then on he continued to train with his powers and his sword to make something of himself. Not the uncontrollable child of death, but as Dorian Underwood.

Now he's heading to camp once again with a slightly better attitude.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin Eighteen, Thanatos God of Peaceful Death

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Four

W E A K N E S S
Dorian is more frail than your average demigod, but where he lacks in brawn he makes up for it in his unconventional skill.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
N/A

W E A P O N S
He wields a sword named Reaper that has two forms. One of celestial bronze and the other of stygian iron. He tries to only use the stygian side on monsters as he'd hate to cause unnecessary torture and grief to those he wounds.

A B I L I T I E S
Peaceful Passage/Death Decay:
	His bone hand gives him two different abilities. He has since gained control over them, but still prefers to hide his hand with a leather glove. The first ability that his hand gives him is the power to ease the passage of someone dying. To do so he has to touch them with his bone hand and say a prayer. He only uses this if they're in intense pain from whatever it is that caused their death or is causing their death. The pain "removes" itself from their body, but the wounds stay.

The second ability his hand gives him is the power to cause decay on anything or anyone that he touches with it. Of course now that he has control of it he can touch anyone he wants with his hand without causing them to decay. The decay starts where he touches them and doesn't spread if his hand is removed from the body or object. The longer he has his hand on said object or person the more and faster they'd decay. It's dangerous to use in battle due to how fast paced fighting is.
Death Drive:
	This is another power that he was given from his godly father. This power seemed to be a counter of his skill with easing people with his words. This Death Drive is a literal representation of the psychological study by Sigmund Freud. He has an invisible aura that appears in the battle field that makes others around him more reckless and self-destructive in battle. For the first two years he had at camp he couldn't control it, but then he was able to focus the aura so that it only affects his enemies or none at all. He mostly uses this against monsters.
Underworld Passage/Shadow Travel:
	As a child of Death he's able to pass freely between the living world and the undead by creating a "door" for him to walk or seep through. As of yet he still hasn't learned how to bring anyone that isn't dead with him.

Unlike children of Hades he doesn't have full control over shadows, but he is able to travel through them and bring others, but at the cost of a lot of his energy.
Necromancy:
	As a child of Death he also has a connection to the dead. He can summon about ten normal skeletons, but only 3 warrior ones. He can also speak with the dead telepathically as well as sense death and life auras.
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O T H E R

Dorian seems to have a calming ability when it comes to speaking to allies before battle. When he speaks to them it seems as if he removes their fears or worries for the time being, making them ready for battle.
He's also a surprisingly skilled swordsman, picking it up rather naturally when he got to camp.

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Alina Kim, Daughter of Iris





"Face it. You chased the rainbow and found gold."




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N A M E
Alina Leora Kim

A G E
February 22, 19

G E N D E R
cis Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual. Hello Rainbow

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Honolulu, Hawaii

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Black, Korean, and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E

Height: 5'7
Weight: 155 lbs
Hair: Whatever color she wants it to be.
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: Crescent Moon tatoo behind her left her.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single

F A M I L Y
Mother: Goddess Iris
Father: Michael Kim

L E G A C Y
Isis; and because of this Alina is sometimes considered cold and calculating. Her connection to Isis also gives her access to magic and the knowledge of Divine Words.

P E T S
She has a brown Pegasus with green hair gifted to her by her mother named Urian
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L I K E S
✔ Herself
✔ Camp; she'll never admit it but she considers this place home.
✔ Candy or any kind of sweet. Is known to take candy bribes.
✔ Nature
✔ Naps
✔ Music
✔ Reading

D I S L I K E S
✘ Loud noises and people.
✘ Swimming. She's an excellent swimmer. She just doesn't like getting herself and her hair wet.
✘ Anyone that would dare hurt the people she cares about.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y


Smart ♦ Sarcastic ♦ Loyal ♦ Fun ♦ Protective ♦ Lazy ♦ Ambivert ♦ Strong-Willed

Alina is what you would imagine a cat would be if they were human. She comes off as lazy and selfish, but genuinely does care about others. She just puts her own interests before anyone else's. But when her family is in actual need she's willing to drop everything to help them. She considers the others at camp her family. She's normally very calm, but is quick to be annoyed. You don't want her to get angry. Hulk and Talon are nothing compared to her if you push her that far.
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B I O G R A P H Y
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Seventeen - Iris, Goddess of Rainbows

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Seven

F A T A L  F L A W
Even though she swears she looks out for number one she's actually a big softie and will put her life on the line for her family.

F O R M
When pushing herself or using more of Isis' influence Alina forms green-ish blue fairy-esque wings on her back. It gives her the ability to fly as well as increasing the power of her magic.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
Cabin Councilor

W E A P O N S
A celestial bronze Egyptian Dagger named Tear of the Nile

A B I L I T I E S
Photokinesis:
	Alina has the ability to manipulate and produce light. With this she can create light constructs, beams, and form rainbows. She can also cast illusions by manipulating light and enhance them with her magic.
Mystiokinesis:
	Alina has the ability to cast and manipulate magic. She sometimes uses it in tandem with her Photokinesis.
Divine Words:
	Alina has knowledge of every Divine Word and has the ability to use them. However she can only use three Divine Words a day. Any attempt to use more would drain her life force.
Polyglot:
	Although she only learned how to read, write, and speak in Greek, Korean, Hawaiin, and English she has the unnatural ability to understand and speak any language she hears or sees.
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O T H E R

Alina is an excellent artist, but doesn't actively practice it. However she does like to draw or paint something significant that happened at camp that summer or year.
She has a wand that she sometimes uses for spells. She enjoys the theatrics of it.
She's always seen with a sizable key around her neck. Very few are actually aware of what the key is for.
She's just flipping awesome.

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Seraphina Oriane Williams, Daughter of Hecate




“She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.”




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N A M E
Seraphina Oriane Williams; Sera; Ori; Lady Hellfire 

A G E
January 11th, 17

G E N D E R
cis Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Bronx County New York, New York

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Black and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E

Height: 5'9
Weight: 134 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Purple
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: She has a tattoo of the Sun and Moon interlocked like Yin and Yang on her left shoulder blade.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single

Crushes: Jacob Griesheim
Beauregard Garcia
Kepano Ka'aukai
Imani Du Bailey
Anzu Ito
Octavia Arellano(For the last two: She loves girls who could hand her, her ass in a fight)

F A M I L Y
Father: Cyrus Williams

Mother: Hecate

Siblings: TBD

Cousin: Zeru Williams

L E G A C Y
Apollo

P E T S
Sera has a pet Raven named Mr. Poe. She can use her magic to transform him into other animals or creatures with an hour limit.
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L I K E S
✔ Her family
✔ Her friends
✔ Fire. She's a little pyro.
✔ Any kind of rock/rock and roll music.
✔ Anime
✔ Comics
✔ Cartoons
✔ Fighting
✔ Shows about magic
✔ FOOD. She's looking at you, Kep.

D I S L I K E S
✘ Annoying people
✘ Fake people
✘ Beef
✘ Losing
✘ Stupid questions.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y


Loyal 🔥 Brave 🔥 Funny 🔥 Potentially psychotic 🔥 Caring 🔥 Smart 🔥 Tough 🔥 Snarky

Seraphina is the camp's resident firecracker and not just because of her ability to manipulate flames. She's bold, often sassy, free spirited and just full of explosive energy. She's also probably one of the nicest people you'd ever meet unless you give her a reason not to like you. Then she'd be open with her disdain. She's always looking out for her girls or anyone else she's close to. She's always looking for a good fight, often being spoiled in training by her cousin and his half-sister. Although people trust her and for some reason come to her with their problems she's not one to really open up to others. Except for Fiamma who seemed to have broken through the fortress she put around her own feelings.
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B I O G R A P H Y
One day a pair of twins was born. A boy and a girl. Those two children would one day grow to meet a god and a goddess. One with thunderous power and the other wielding dark, enchanting magic. Through their short, but powerful romances two kids were born. Cousins of unyielding power. But this story isn't about a family. It's about the fiery daughter of a sorceress. 

When she was born her dad decided it would be best to raise her away from her cousin. Their parents knew that two demigods with that kind of lineage in such proximity to each other would prove dangerous for them both even before it was their time. So while Zeru was raised in Atlanta, Seraphina was raised in New York. This way she would be closer to the camp and closer to her mother whenever she found herself in the Big Apple. This allowed Sera to have some relationship with her mother growing up, but she honestly didn't like that they didn't feel like a family. She was always coming and going and eventually she wasn't even sure if she needed Hecate in her life. Her and her dad were really doing just fine on their own.

Despite their decision to raise them separately the Williams twins decided that the cousins should at least know each other and bond because the day might come up when they'd need each other. So almost every summer or major holiday the two single parent families spent time together. That was until seven years ago when Zeru was first introduced to magical world of demigods. While Zeru was already facing the true dangers of the world Sera was still living safely in blissful ignorance, but her father knew it wouldn't last long. So that summer Cyrus decided to tell her the truth about who she was and her mother.

Sera took the news better than he expected. Sera realized this was the reason that her mother wasn't around and it wasn't like she completely forgave her for it, but she understood. She had always known she was different herself. She never got hot and there were times she should have gotten burned, but never did. For the next two years Seraphina decided to discover who she really was and what she was capable of. She convinced her dad to let her visit her cousin that Christmas and there she was told of Camp Half-Blood and all the things he went through that summer, including what led him there. She promised him that she'd protect him from any monster. He laughed and told her she'd have to become stronger than him first and she took that as a challenge. So from that day forward she's worked herself to be stronger than everyone, even Zeru. Whether she'll reach such latitudes is yet to be seen.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin Sixteen - Hecate, Goddess of Magic

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Five

F A T A L  F L A W
Her overconfidence can prove to be her greatest downfall. When you've been blessed with power and regularly train with the best you start to feel like you're the best. This is exceptionally true in Sera's case as she believes no weapon, monster, or being can prosper against her.

W E A K N E S S
Overuse of her magic can drain her, but it's why she also doesn't rely on it as much as her own strength.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
Self Titled Peacekeeper of the Camp

W E A P O N S
Originally a normal metal chain, Sera enhanced it with her magic making it more durable, has the ability to extend to a certain length, and can withstand the temperatures of her flames. She can use it as a normal chained weapon or she can imbue it with her flames for devastating results. She got the idea from watching Ghost Rider.

She also has a bow and a quiver of arrows. Most are tipped with arrowheads, but a few are not.

A B I L I T I E S
Mystiokinesis:
	Sera has a natural understanding of magic and is able to cast and manipulate it. She's well versed in Transformation Magic, Telekinesis, Healing Magic, and Enchantment Magic.
Pyrokinesis:
	Seraphina has the ability to conjure and manipulate uniquely colored purple flames. Their color apparently isn't just for show as she has noted that her flames are stronger and hotter than any flame she's personally faced, but she has yet to prove that against the camp's resident blacksmith. She isn't able to manipulate fire that isn't her own but she seems to be immune to the effects of heat and flames.
Umbrakinesis:
	Like her mother and many children of the Underworld, Sera is able to manipulate shadows. Her control over them isn't completely vast, but she's rather capable with them and has her own ways of using them in combat. She can shadow travel, but taking others over large distances does drain her.
Soul Retrieval:
	Not complete Necromancy, but Sera has the ability to temporarily retrieve the souls of the dead so she could talk to them or them talk to her. The longer they've been dead the less time their souls have under her control before they must return. She doesn't usually keep them around, normally asking them a question and then sending them back on their merry way. It works better if she's presently with the body, otherwise they just appear as a ghost in front of her.
Minor Telepathy:
	An ability she contributes to her magical nature she is able to communicate with others via telepathy. She can't read minds or control others, but she can create a psychic link so they could communicate back and forth. She keeps a constant link with her pet raven so they can know when the other is in distress.
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O T H E R

Her favorite characters are Azula from AtLA, Dabi from My Hero Academia, Ember McClain from Danny Phantom, Maleficent and Ghost Rider.
She's fluent in English, Greek, Latin, and French.
She's currently forcing Alina to teach her sign language so she could impress Jacob.
She has the singing voice of a rock angel and can play the guitar.
She has an exact replica of Ember McClain's guitar.

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Cyrus Ray Starr, Son of Notus




Me, Super? I'm just your average kid from Kansas.




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N A M E
Cyrus Ray Starr, Smallville, Superboy, The Incredible Hunk

A G E
February 29th, 18

G E N D E R
cisMale

S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Hutchinson, Kansas

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E

Height: 6'3
Weight: 222 lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue; Red when using Heat Vision
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: None
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Current: Octavia Arellano

Ex: Daisy Lane (Human)

Crushes: 

F A M I L Y
Mother: Stephanie Starr

L E G A C Y
Magni, Norse God of Strength

P E T S
White Swiss Shepherd named Krypto
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L I K E S
✔ Comics
✔ Nature
✔ Animals
✔ Farming
✔ Fighting
✔ Training
✔ Helping people
✔ Flannel

D I S L I K E S
✘ Losing control
✘ Bullies
✘ Monsters
✘ People that hurt his friends
✘ Anger
✘ Insects
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P E R S O N A L I T Y


Kind ☼ Loyal ☼ Smartish ☼ Temperamental ☼ Protective ☼ Heroic ☼ Badass ☼ Goofy

By day Cyrus Starr is likely the best man you'd ever come across. A kind gentleman that looks out for others and puts everyone before himself. He treats everyone with love and looks out for the little guy. But when he sees you picking on the little guy or hurting someone he cares about? The monster comes out. He doesn't turn into a literal monster like Mr. Hyde or the Hulk. Instead he's just someone that sees red and sometimes will have a hard time distinguishing between friend or foe if his anger gets pushed far enough. This normally isn't an issue inside camp except for when things get a little too intense during their war games or "sparring" sessions. But for the most part he is able to reel himself in and even moreso with the help of others before it gets too bad.

Cyrus is a vegetarian and a huge fan of comics. Even before he knew his origins he knew there was something special about him. He was a lot stronger than the average kids and learned to control that part of his abilities early. He turned to comics to explain what was happening to him and found a kindred spirit in Superman, including the fact that he was from Kansas. Was he an adopted alien from another planet? He did feel stronger during the summer and he didn't have a father. At least not one that he knew of. So he found father figures in his comics, TV shows, and people around his small town of Hutchinson modeling his personality after theirs.
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B I O G R A P H Y
One day in the early Fall the god of wind Notus came to Kansas to destroy some crops. It was the one thing he was looking forward to because he absolutely hated Kansas. It was a stupid state and deserved a lot worse than some destroyed crops. But this time he decided to actually look around in one of their towns before he ravaged through them with his furious winds. There he met an exceptional young woman named Stephanie Starr. She was the daughter of a farmer, but he could tell just by looking at her that she was meant for so much more. So he decided to get to know her and for a while he was distracted from his original task. He didn't care. He had found Stephanie. He found love. It was a rare feeling for him, but he enjoyed it. When he had to leave he left her pregnant and left her father's crop field untouched by his furious winds. The rest of Kansas still deserved his fury.

That was the last time they were together. He knew he wasn't father or husband material. He was a god, a Titan of power. He had responsibilities. He had no time to play house with humans. Or so he told himself so he wouldn't get attached and let his feelings get the better of him. Despite this he did watch over them and every year he would leave her crops untouched. Stephanie eventually took over her faher's farm giving up on any dreams she had so that she could care for her son and keep the secrets of his origins safe. But young Cyrus had other plans. He loved animals and he loved the farm, but he knew he was meant to be more than a farmhand. He had a glorious purpose. Maybe it was to be the world's first superhero.

Cyrus grew up helping people around his town and keeping them out of danger. They chalked it up to miracles having never actually seen their speedy savior. But one young citizen wasn't convinced. When Cyrus was ten his best friend Daisy Lane had been investigating these so called miracles and found that her case lead her to none other than the mysterious farmboy that she had grown up with. She promised not tell his secret, but she wanted to help him on his adventures. Neither of them knew the truth about why he had powers when no one else did, but they didn't care. They were kids having fun and playing hero.

When Cyrus was eleven things suddenly changed. The problem with being a demigod child using your powers all willy-nilly? You'd attract a lot of monsters and creatures that want to eat you dead or alive. One such monster? The Minotaur. Daisy and Cyrus were playing at his farm when they noticed a very large bull breeding with one of his cows. Cyrus went to scare it off when he noticed that it wasn't an ordinary bull. He had heard of this thing before in one of his comics about greek mythology. It was the Minotaur, it was real and for some reason it was on his farm. Cyrus told Daisy to run, but she stood momentarily paralyzed. Up until now they were doing small heroics and nothing that would actually put them in danger. But here now she was seeing an actual monster. And she was scared.

The Minotaur smelled her fear and stepped away from the cow before picking up its discarded axe off the ground. He charged towards Daisy ready to swing on her with his axe, but was stopped by Cyrus jumping between them and releasing a beam of heat from his eyes. The Minotaur was surprised, but blocked the blast with his axe and smirked as it did nothing, but heat it up and turn it red. Cyrus took the moment to charge at the beast and they came to blows. He couldn't let Daisy get hurt. He couldn't. This constant thought invoked a feeling that he rarely felt. Anger. He felt himself getting stronger as he knocked the axe out of the Minotaur's hand and delivered a devastating punch to his stomach. That was all the opening he needed. He started pummeling the Minotaur relentlessly. How dare he put his best friend in danger? How dare he!? Daisy had come to her senses to watch her friend mercilessly beat down on someone who was no longer fighting. This wasn't the hero she knew or that he aspired to be and she did the only thing she could think to do to stop him. She ran up and hugged him from behind while yelling, "Enough!"

In his blind fury he had pushed her off of him sending her into a bale of hay. This was enough to knock him to his senses and he went to check on her. She was okay, but they were both moreso worried about him. They looked back and saw that the Minotaur had disappeared, but Cyrus knew what he had done. After Daisy went home Cyrus talked to his mother about what happened and what he had been doing all this time. She decided to tell him the truth about his father and how one year he had left a note that would provide Cyrus with all of the answers he needed. All it read was, "Follow the wind." And so Cyrus did so going on a journey to the big city. New York, New York.

Time had passed and Cyrus found himself living as a full time camper at Camp Half-Blood. He decided it was best not to put his small town in anymore danger now that both he and the monsters were aware of who and what he was. He kept in touch with Daisy though and they did date for a bit when he was fifteen, but when they were sixteen they decided the long distance alternate worlds of magic of normalcy wasn't going to really work for them. He still doesn't know how she was able to see through the mist.

Meanwhile unbeknownst to everyone the Minotaur did return to Hutchinson to retrieve what he had sired before returning to the Labyrinth.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin 24: Boreas, God of the North Winds

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
7; Full Time Camper

F A T A L  F L A W
He puts himself on the line before everyone because he believes he can take it. His guilt is also a huge flaw for him whenever he accidentally hurts one of the people he cares about.

W E A K N E S S
His anger is both his strength and his weakness because it leaves him a powerful, yet uncontrollable machine.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
N/A

W E A P O N S
Bone Steel Warhammer

A B I L I T I E S
Aerokinesis:
	As the son of Notus, Cyrus has divine control over the wind. But he uses his differently than most wind users. Like most he uses it for flight or increasing his own relative speed, but he mainly uses it for what he calls Super Breath. It allows him to create gusts of wind, take deep breaths to inhale the wind/air around him, or put out winds at a temperature so low that they'd freeze whatever he targeted. 
Heat Vision:
	As the son of Notus, Cyrus has some control over heat and fire, but not in the way you might think. He can't manipulate flames or even create his own, but he can emit waves of heat from his eyes. He can force an excess amount of heat from his eyes to attempt a "Solar Flare" that allows him to release all the collected heat within his body. This weakens him greatly and puts him on the level of a human for at least 24 hours.
Super Enhanced Physiology:
	As the legacy of Magni, Cyrus has exceptional levels of strength and the durability to match so he wouldn't destroy himself in the process of using his strength. His strength has grown over the years, but it's still not at its peak and wouldn't be so for at least another seventeen years. Rumor has it that he may be as strong as Hercules, but the largest thing he's lifted while mellow was a bus. But if he's ever angry and starts to lose control his strength grows at the same rate of his anger until he calms back down. It's believed he's had mental blockers put in place through deep hypnosis to cap out his normal strength so he wouldn't harm his friends around camp. 
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O T H E R

Has a lot of flannel in various different colors
Occasionally sneaks out and does heroics
Voted most likely to expose the world of demigods and monsters

T H E M E  S O N G

Face Claim: Tom Welling | #ff4d4d


______________________________________	Zeru Troy Williams, Son of Zeus


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Zeru Troy Williams; Zee; Troy; Skylord} _{A G E} _{October 8th, 18} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Male} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Pansexual, but leans more towards women.} _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Atlanta, Georgia} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Black and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _6'2 _Weight: _{175 lbs.} _Hair: _Black _Eyes: _Blue _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _{Earring in his left ear, a giant tattoo of a golden eagle on his back, and a lightning bolt on his right shoulder.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single. In a not so secret relationship with Fiamma} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Aniyah Williams Father: The Almighty Zeus} Demi-Sibling: Ryley Astrape _{L E G A C Y} _Apollo _{P E T S} _{A female golden eagle by the name of Aquila. Sometimes when he sleeps he sees the world through her eyes. He also has a pet venti spirit named Sylph.} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Friends _✔ _Fighting _✔ _Training _✔ _Flying _✔ _Music _✔ _Art _✔ _Reading _✔ _{Video Games} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _Bullies _✘ _{Losing people} _✘ _{Not being strong enough} _✘ _Monsters _✘ _{Cheaters except for Aphrodite} _✘ _Subways ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{⚡ Courageous ⚡ Loyal ⚡ Passionate ⚡ Smart ⚡ Driven ⚡ Protective ⚡ Adventurous ⚡ Leader ⚡ Incredibly Strong-Willed ⚡ Creative Those who don't know Zeru may see him as a meathead who loved to fight potentially more than the children of Ares. But those who do know him know that he's a lot deeper than he appears around camp. He has the body of a warrior, but the heart of an artist. He's kind, caring, and is willing to do anything for the people he cares about. He can also be protective, and sometimes overly so, feeling as if it's his responsibility and in a way it is. He's a natural born leader and knows how to make the best out of people's strengths and weaknesses. When he's not training you'll likely find him in his cabin either reading, writing, or something else to occupy his time and mind. He feels that it should be just as sharp as his weapon and as strong as his body. He also enjoys being out in nature and feels inspired by it sometimes. Even though he has no issue attracting people he's often oblivious to the signs that someone has feelings for him. He has dated around a bit over the years, but he's not a player. If he were to, for example, date a certain daughter of Apollo he'd be completely faithful to her.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{Zeru's story begins like many others. With two people falling in love. Except by a little twist of fate, one of these people happened to be a god. His mother was a pilot in Atlanta working for both Delta and a private airline. It was for the latter that she met him. His presence was elegant and commanding. He enthralled every room he stepped in and when their eyes met it was love at first sight. He approached her and struck a conversation and the rest was history. The two dated for a while, seeing each other whenever their busy schedules allowed them to. Then she discovered she was pregnant. They weren't married, but she was happy. She had known for a while that he wasn't a normal man. He trusted her with the truth and she surprisingly believed him. She considered Zeru her strong little blessing from the sky, hence the names Zeru and Troy, the city that stood strong for ten years. When he was born Zeus spent much less time around them. He had to for multiple reasons that Zeru would later grow up to understand. At the time the Big 3 were still forbidden from having children, but they all seemed to forsake that decision multiple times. Zeru excelled in the regular world as a child. He may have been a bit too hyperactive and had a short attention span, but he never seemed to suffer from the dyslexia that afflicted most demigods. Instead he was able to both read and write at a more advanced level. His mom was gone a lot for work and because of this he started to become more independent early on. He of course had baby sitters, but they were more of a formality than anything. Life was great, but he always felt like he was missing something. It was as if his heart was yearning for something that he couldn't get while at home. Then one day when he was 11 something strange happened. School was almost out for the summer and he was walking home when he was approached by two stray dogs that were oddly close together. He didn't think much of it and reached out to pet them. The two opened their mouths and were about to devour his hand when he was tackled out of the way by a goat man? He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Instead his vision was clearer than ever. Those two dogs? Just one big one with two heads. That goat man? Still a goat man and our young Zeru was understandably freaking out. The satyr noticed this and pulled out a reed pipe and played a few notes on it. Zeru instantly found himself calming down and truly taking in everything around him. Once he was calm he started to think. He had met his father a few times, but never as the all-powerful Zeus. He did however tell him that he was Greek and in an effort to feel more connected to him he did some studying at his school library about Greece and learned about their mythology. From what he knew the goat man was a Satyr and this two headed dog wasn't Cerberus, but something else. Then it hit him. It was from a story of one of his favorite demigods, Heracles and his trials. He was able to kill it, but here it was again. This time it wasn't facing a man with the strength of ten. The Satyr played another song on his pipe and the flowers around the giant dog started to grow before entangling around it. The dog struggled against the strengthened flowers, but it wasn't going to hold for long and they did the only thing they could do. They ran. They traveled from Atlanta all the way to New York, but wherever they went that dog was still close on their trail. During the journey he found out more about who he was and his heritage and that this is practically a normal occurrence for those like him. That was another thing. There were a lot of others like him. They were coming up on Half-Blood Hill and it seemed like they were going to make it when their friend finally caught up to them. They knew at this point that in a chase they were going to be caught before they could even move. So instead they decided to face it head on. The satyr told Zeru to stand behind him and pulled a wooden club from his side. It looked heavy, but he was surprisingly holding it well. He charged at the two headed beast, leapt into the air preparing to club it to death, but instead he was swiped to the side and against the tree as if he were nothing more than a fly. Zeru ran towards his new friend and noticed the gashing wound in his stomach. He wasn't going to make it and Zeru felt useless and responsible for this. He looked to the distance he still had before making it to the safe zone and knew that he wasn't going to make it. He felt frustrated. He felt sad. He felt angry and he felt tired. He reached for the club that rested at his friend's side and picked it up. He could tell that it was heavy, but to him it felt like he was holding a simple bat. He turned to the beast and his eyes turned a deep blue. Electricity cackled around him and surged around the normally non-conductive club. "Hey, doggie. Fetch." He dashed forward, launched into the air and prepared to crush both heads under his might. When he awoke he found himself in some infirmary being attended to and fed the most pleasant tasting thing he had the pleasure of tasting. It also had the added benefit of healing him. He couldn't remember anything that happened beyond the Satyr dying in front of him. The pain from that memory lingered and drove him to never want to be weak again. From this day forward he would be the protector, not the protected.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin One - Zeus, King of the Gods} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Seven _{F A T A L F L A W} _{His quite literal fatal flaw is that he'd lay his life on the line to protect the people he cares about.} _{F O R M} _{When angered, usually on behalf of injuries or worse to his friends, an reddish orange field of electricity surrounds his body. It's almost as if the sun itself was fueling him and his anger. This state does leave him significantly drained afterwards.} _{W E A K N E S S} _{Zeru's weakness is that he sometimes feels like he has the weight of the sky on his shoulder. That it's his duty to lead his friends and family and protect them. He also has the aforementioned weakness of his form.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{Cabin Councilor Training Instructor} _{W E A P O N S} _{Zeru possesses an Adamantine Sword named SkySlicer. When it's not used it appears as a normal pendant on his Camp Half-Blood necklace. He presses it and it pops down into his hand. He was gifted this by Zeus and when using it the blade glows blue. The blade has an ability that allows Zeru to imbue it with electricity or air. He also possesses a typical Greek bow. There's nothing special about it whatsoever.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Electrokinesis:} _{When it comes to lightning and electricity Zeru happens to be a prodigy. The ability comes as natural to him as just about any exercise. His older half-brother Jason sought him out one year and helped him develop this ability the most out of the others. Through his training and years of experience he's able to summon powerful bolts of lightning from the sky, generate electricity from his body, and even enhance his own speed. He also seems to be completely immune to electricity, but he hasn't truly tested his limits.} _Atmokinesis: _{Admittedly not his strongest ability Zeru is able to manipulate the weather. He can make it rain, snow or any form of precipitation in a small area or generate a semi-powerful storm. This ability also gives him control over storm venti.} _Aerokinesis: _{Zeru can control, manipulate, and generate air at different levels of pressure, intensity, and force. He can use this ability to send powerful blasts of air, fly, or solidify and create different shapes.} _{Lordship over the Skies:} _{As the son of Zeus, Zeru has divine authority over all birds whether or not they can fly. He can also communicate with them both verbally and telepathically. They all seem to trust and have respect for him. Zeru feels rejuvenated and stronger whenever he's above ground. Even moreso the closer he is to the sun. This is due to him being in the domains of his father and godly brocestor Apollo.} _{Lie Detection:} _{Due to Zeus being the god of oaths(ironic, I know) and Apollo being the god of truth Zeru has developed the ability to detect when people are lying. At first he couldn't turn it off, but over time gained control enough to where he only activates it when he wants to. But regardless of whether it's on or not he's grown quite well at reading people and their different tells to give away their dishonesty. Let's just say he can't wait until he can legally gamble.} _{Heat and Fire Resistance:} _{Although he's not completely immune from the effects of heat and fire due to his Apollo legacy he's able to withstand higher temperatures and most levels of flames.} _{Enhanced Physiology:} _{Demigods are already naturally stronger than normal humans their age and the children of the Big 3 are normally even stronger than that. But the children of Zeus? Strength is in their blood. This is no different with Zeru. He wouldn't put himself on the same level as Heracles, but moreso around his older brother Jason's level when he was his age and it's believed that his strength is still growing. This goes the same for his durability, agility, and reflexes as well. But on top of that his Apollo legacy blessed his sight, voice/words, and his hands creating a balance between the pen and the sword.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Although he doesn't try to be showy with his talents Zeru has a poetic soul and hides a journal of his poetry in the Zeus Cabin. He also can sing, play the piano, saxophone, and electric guitar. The latter he only picked up because of the word electric.} _{He also keeps a stash of grass hidden in a different spot than his journal.} _{Zeru has a pretty big crush on Aphrodite.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Trevor Jackson \| #15B9E7}


______________________________________	Dorian Underwood, Son of Thanatos


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Dorian Underwood; Dori; Kid Death} _{A G E} _{October 31st, 16} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Male} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _Bisexual _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Los Angeles, California} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _{French American} _{E T H N I C I T Y} _Greek ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'10 _Weight: _{150 lbs} _Hair: _{Olive Green} _Eyes: _Hazel _{Body Type:} _Ectomorph _{Body Marks:} _{A skeletal right hand that he usually covers with a leather glove. And a purple butterfly forcibly tattooed on the back of his left hand.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single for now} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Vivian Underwood Father: Thanatos Siblings: TBD} _{L E G A C Y} _N/A _{P E T S} _N/A ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Nature _✔ _Butterflies _✔ _{The dead} _✔ _{The living} _✔ _Sleep _✔ _{The Underworld} _✔ _{The Few Friends he does have} _✔ _{His parents} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _Bullies _✘ _Cigarettes _✘ _{Seeing those he cares about hurt} _✘ _{Loud noises} _✘ _{He likes Apollo, but sometimes there's such a thing as too much sun.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Shy ☠ Loyal ☠ Kind ☠ Smart ☠ Tactical ☠ Supportive Dorian is a bit of recluse. It's partially to his own doing, but also to the doing of others. Even though years have passed people were still wary about those being related to gods of the Underworld. He understood why and never held it against anyone. His dad was Death personified. This isn't to say that he's incapable of making friends. Some have even tried to be friends with him and he allowed them in, but not fully. He still holds secrets from others. He's really kind and does have a sense of humor though most of his jokes are death related. He can laugh at and make jokes that don't deal with death. He loves nature and nature seems to love him as well. He loves butterflies the most and he guesses it has something to do with his dad. They tend to rest on him a lot not fearing the presence of death around him. He finds himself wishing that he had wings just like his father so that he could fly away with them. He's more caring than anything and hates to see people in pain. He constantly wishes that he was a healer like one of the Apollo children, but he wasn't born so lucky. He's also pretty much just like an ordinary teenager. He deals with puberty, coming closer to adulthood, and crushes. Though who really wants to court Death?} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{The love story of Dorian's parents was a weird one, but it was still better than Twilight could ever been. His mother always seemed to have a fascination with death. She was weird like that. While at College she started interning at a morgue and after graduation she became a mortician. One day a man came in claiming to be a detective and was inspecting a body that had been found at a gruesome crime scene. As he looked over the body the two talked and talked for what seemed like hours. They had so much in common and it wasn't hard for her to fall for him. His schedule was weird, but he spent some good time with her. One night they finally had sex in the next week he told her that he was being transferred to New York. She was sad and even wanted to go with him, but he convinced her not to telling her that her destiny was here in Los Angeles. What did he know about destiny? He was know Apollo. Nine months later Dorian popped out. His mother found joy in naming him after the guy who used a painting to cheat death. His life was seemingly normal for most of it. Monsters didn't seem to bother him as much as they bothered other demigod children. They may toy with a child of Hades, but who would want to mess with the first child of Death? No one knew what he might have been capable of. Everything changed on his twelve birthday. His right hand became bony. He learned all too soon about his decay ability while playing on the playground. Fortunately he didn't learn about it by using it on a human child. He touched one of the chains on the swing and it started to rust and decay. He quickly ran home after that and told his mother. She was surprised about his abilities and urged him to hide it. She didn't know what people would think about him if they found out. When the summer started he was brought to Camp Half-Blood by a satyr and started to understand more about himself and why he was so different from others. Things took a turn for the worse when he found out who his godly parent was. Most people stayed away from him and he became the outcast in a group of societal outcasts. He was the only child of Thanatos so he slept in his cabin alone. That changed when he learned about his ability to travel to the underworld. Whenever he went to sleep he'd slip into the Underworld to sleep among the dead. He found himself at peace down there. One year later he met his father down there when he was about to go to sleep and instead of sleeping that night they talked and he even followed him on his soul picking errands. He told him why he was so special, but he wasn't buying it. Being the only child of someone didn't exactly make you more special than the other demigods. When the sun was about to come up he was given his sword "Reaper". He was more than glad that he wasn't given a scythe. If he did he might as well had put on a cloak and gained the rest of the skeletal look. From then on he continued to train with his powers and his sword to make something of himself. Not the uncontrollable child of death, but as Dorian Underwood. Now he's heading to camp once again with a slightly better attitude.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin Eighteen, Thanatos God of Peaceful Death} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Four _{W E A K N E S S} _{Dorian is more frail than your average demigod, but where he lacks in brawn he makes up for it in his unconventional skill.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _N/A _{W E A P O N S} _{He wields a sword named Reaper that has two forms. One of celestial bronze and the other of stygian iron. He tries to only use the stygian side on monsters as he'd hate to cause unnecessary torture and grief to those he wounds.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Peaceful Passage/Death Decay:} _{His bone hand gives him two different abilities. He has since gained control over them, but still prefers to hide his hand with a leather glove. The first ability that his hand gives him is the power to ease the passage of someone dying. To do so he has to touch them with his bone hand and say a prayer. He only uses this if they're in intense pain from whatever it is that caused their death or is causing their death. The pain "removes" itself from their body, but the wounds stay. The second ability his hand gives him is the power to cause decay on anything or anyone that he touches with it. Of course now that he has control of it he can touch anyone he wants with his hand without causing them to decay. The decay starts where he touches them and doesn't spread if his hand is removed from the body or object. The longer he has his hand on said object or person the more and faster they'd decay. It's dangerous to use in battle due to how fast paced fighting is.} _{Death Drive:} _{This is another power that he was given from his godly father. This power seemed to be a counter of his skill with easing people with his words. This Death Drive is a literal representation of the psychological study by Sigmund Freud. He has an invisible aura that appears in the battle field that makes others around him more reckless and self-destructive in battle. For the first two years he had at camp he couldn't control it, but then he was able to focus the aura so that it only affects his enemies or none at all. He mostly uses this against monsters.} _{Underworld Passage/Shadow Travel:} _{As a child of Death he's able to pass freely between the living world and the undead by creating a "door" for him to walk or seep through. As of yet he still hasn't learned how to bring anyone that isn't dead with him. Unlike children of Hades he doesn't have full control over shadows, but he is able to travel through them and bring others, but at the cost of a lot of his energy.} _Necromancy: _{As a child of Death he also has a connection to the dead. He can summon about ten normal skeletons, but only 3 warrior ones. He can also speak with the dead telepathically as well as sense death and life auras.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Dorian seems to have a calming ability when it comes to speaking to allies before battle. When he speaks to them it seems as if he removes their fears or worries for the time being, making them ready for battle.} _{He's also a surprisingly skilled swordsman, picking it up rather naturally when he got to camp.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Timothee Chalamet \| #B7B7B7}


______________________________________	Alina Kim, Daughter of Iris


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Alina Leora Kim} _{A G E} _{February 22, 19} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Female} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Pansexual. Hello Rainbow} _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Honolulu, Hawaii} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Black, Korean, and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'7 _Weight: _{155 lbs} _Hair: _{Whatever color she wants it to be.} _Eyes: _Hazel _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _{Crescent Moon tatoo behind her left her.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _Single _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Goddess Iris Father: Michael Kim} _{L E G A C Y} _{Isis; and because of this Alina is sometimes considered cold and calculating. Her connection to Isis also gives her access to magic and the knowledge of Divine Words.} _{P E T S} _{She has a brown Pegasus with green hair gifted to her by her mother named Urian} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Herself _✔ _{Camp; she'll never admit it but she considers this place home.} _✔ _{Candy or any kind of sweet. Is known to take candy bribes.} _✔ _Nature _✔ _Naps _✔ _Music _✔ _Reading _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{Loud noises and people.} _✘ _{Swimming. She's an excellent swimmer. She just doesn't like getting herself and her hair wet.} _✘ _{Anyone that would dare hurt the people she cares about.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Smart ♦ Sarcastic ♦ Loyal ♦ Fun ♦ Protective ♦ Lazy ♦ Ambivert ♦ Strong-Willed Alina is what you would imagine a cat would be if they were human. She comes off as lazy and selfish, but genuinely does care about others. She just puts her own interests before anyone else's. But when her family is in actual need she's willing to drop everything to help them. She considers the others at camp her family. She's normally very calm, but is quick to be annoyed. You don't want her to get angry. Hulk and Talon are nothing compared to her if you push her that far.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Seventeen - Iris, Goddess of Rainbows} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Seven _{F A T A L F L A W} _{Even though she swears she looks out for number one she's actually a big softie and will put her life on the line for her family.} _{F O R M} _{When pushing herself or using more of Isis' influence Alina forms green-ish blue fairy-esque wings on her back. It gives her the ability to fly as well as increasing the power of her magic.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{Cabin Councilor} _{W E A P O N S} _{A celestial bronze Egyptian Dagger named Tear of the Nile} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Photokinesis:} _{Alina has the ability to manipulate and produce light. With this she can create light constructs, beams, and form rainbows. She can also cast illusions by manipulating light and enhance them with her magic.} _{Mystiokinesis:} _{Alina has the ability to cast and manipulate magic. She sometimes uses it in tandem with her Photokinesis.} _{Divine Words:} _{Alina has knowledge of every Divine Word and has the ability to use them. However she can only use three Divine Words a day. Any attempt to use more would drain her life force.} _Polyglot: _{Although she only learned how to read, write, and speak in Greek, Korean, Hawaiin, and English she has the unnatural ability to understand and speak any language she hears or sees.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Alina is an excellent artist, but doesn't actively practice it. However she does like to draw or paint something significant that happened at camp that summer or year.} _{She has a wand that she sometimes uses for spells. She enjoys the theatrics of it.} She's always seen with a sizable key around her neck. Very few are actually aware of what the key is for. _{She's just flipping awesome.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Tati Gabrielle \| #E137E3}


______________________________________	Seraphina Oriane Williams, Daughter of Hecate


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Seraphina Oriane Williams; Sera; Ori; Lady Hellfire} _{A G E} _{January 11th, 17} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Female} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _Bisexual _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Bronx County New York, New York} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Black and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'9 _Weight: _{134 lbs.} _Hair: _Black _Eyes: _Purple _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _{She has a tattoo of the Sun and Moon interlocked like Yin and Yang on her left shoulder blade.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single Crushes: Jacob Griesheim Beauregard Garcia Kepano Ka'aukai Imani Du Bailey Anzu Ito Octavia Arellano(For the last two: She loves girls who could hand her, her ass in a fight)} _{F A M I L Y} _{Father: Cyrus Williams Mother: Hecate Siblings: TBD Cousin: Zeru Williams} _{L E G A C Y} _Apollo _{P E T S} _{Sera has a pet Raven named Mr. Poe. She can use her magic to transform him into other animals or creatures with an hour limit.} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _{Her family} _✔ _{Her friends} _✔ _{Fire. She's a little pyro.} _✔ _{Any kind of rock/rock and roll music.} _✔ _Anime _✔ _Comics _✔ _Cartoons _✔ _Fighting _✔ _{Shows about magic} _✔ _{FOOD. She's looking at you, Kep.} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{Annoying people} _✘ _{Fake people} _✘ _Beef _✘ _Losing _✘ _{Stupid questions.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Loyal 🔥 Brave 🔥 Funny 🔥 Potentially psychotic 🔥 Caring 🔥 Smart 🔥 Tough 🔥 Snarky Seraphina is the camp's resident firecracker and not just because of her ability to manipulate flames. She's bold, often sassy, free spirited and just full of explosive energy. She's also probably one of the nicest people you'd ever meet unless you give her a reason not to like you. Then she'd be open with her disdain. She's always looking out for her girls or anyone else she's close to. She's always looking for a good fight, often being spoiled in training by her cousin and his half-sister. Although people trust her and for some reason come to her with their problems she's not one to really open up to others. Except for Fiamma who seemed to have broken through the fortress she put around her own feelings.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{One day a pair of twins was born. A boy and a girl. Those two children would one day grow to meet a god and a goddess. One with thunderous power and the other wielding dark, enchanting magic. Through their short, but powerful romances two kids were born. Cousins of unyielding power. But this story isn't about a family. It's about the fiery daughter of a sorceress. When she was born her dad decided it would be best to raise her away from her cousin. Their parents knew that two demigods with that kind of lineage in such proximity to each other would prove dangerous for them both even before it was their time. So while Zeru was raised in Atlanta, Seraphina was raised in New York. This way she would be closer to the camp and closer to her mother whenever she found herself in the Big Apple. This allowed Sera to have some relationship with her mother growing up, but she honestly didn't like that they didn't feel like a family. She was always coming and going and eventually she wasn't even sure if she needed Hecate in her life. Her and her dad were really doing just fine on their own. Despite their decision to raise them separately the Williams twins decided that the cousins should at least know each other and bond because the day might come up when they'd need each other. So almost every summer or major holiday the two single parent families spent time together. That was until seven years ago when Zeru was first introduced to magical world of demigods. While Zeru was already facing the true dangers of the world Sera was still living safely in blissful ignorance, but her father knew it wouldn't last long. So that summer Cyrus decided to tell her the truth about who she was and her mother. Sera took the news better than he expected. Sera realized this was the reason that her mother wasn't around and it wasn't like she completely forgave her for it, but she understood. She had always known she was different herself. She never got hot and there were times she should have gotten burned, but never did. For the next two years Seraphina decided to discover who she really was and what she was capable of. She convinced her dad to let her visit her cousin that Christmas and there she was told of Camp Half-Blood and all the things he went through that summer, including what led him there. She promised him that she'd protect him from any monster. He laughed and told her she'd have to become stronger than him first and she took that as a challenge. So from that day forward she's worked herself to be stronger than everyone, even Zeru. Whether she'll reach such latitudes is yet to be seen.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin Sixteen - Hecate, Goddess of Magic} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Five _{F A T A L F L A W} _{Her overconfidence can prove to be her greatest downfall. When you've been blessed with power and regularly train with the best you start to feel like you're the best. This is exceptionally true in Sera's case as she believes no weapon, monster, or being can prosper against her.} _{W E A K N E S S} _{Overuse of her magic can drain her, but it's why she also doesn't rely on it as much as her own strength.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{Self Titled Peacekeeper of the Camp} _{W E A P O N S} _{Originally a normal metal chain, Sera enhanced it with her magic making it more durable, has the ability to extend to a certain length, and can withstand the temperatures of her flames. She can use it as a normal chained weapon or she can imbue it with her flames for devastating results. She got the idea from watching Ghost Rider. She also has a bow and a quiver of arrows. Most are tipped with arrowheads, but a few are not.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Mystiokinesis:} _{Sera has a natural understanding of magic and is able to cast and manipulate it. She's well versed in Transformation Magic, Telekinesis, Healing Magic, and Enchantment Magic.} _Pyrokinesis: _{Seraphina has the ability to conjure and manipulate uniquely colored purple flames. Their color apparently isn't just for show as she has noted that her flames are stronger and hotter than any flame she's personally faced, but she has yet to prove that against the camp's resident blacksmith. She isn't able to manipulate fire that isn't her own but she seems to be immune to the effects of heat and flames.} _{Umbrakinesis:} _{Like her mother and many children of the Underworld, Sera is able to manipulate shadows. Her control over them isn't completely vast, but she's rather capable with them and has her own ways of using them in combat. She can shadow travel, but taking others over large distances does drain her.} _{Soul Retrieval:} _{Not complete Necromancy, but Sera has the ability to temporarily retrieve the souls of the dead so she could talk to them or them talk to her. The longer they've been dead the less time their souls have under her control before they must return. She doesn't usually keep them around, normally asking them a question and then sending them back on their merry way. It works better if she's presently with the body, otherwise they just appear as a ghost in front of her.} _{Minor Telepathy:} _{An ability she contributes to her magical nature she is able to communicate with others via telepathy. She can't read minds or control others, but she can create a psychic link so they could communicate back and forth. She keeps a constant link with her pet raven so they can know when the other is in distress.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Her favorite characters are Azula from AtLA, Dabi from My Hero Academia, Ember McClain from Danny Phantom, Maleficent and Ghost Rider.} _{She's fluent in English, Greek, Latin, and French.} _{She's currently forcing Alina to teach her sign language so she could impress Jacob.} _{She has the singing voice of a rock angel and can play the guitar.} _{She has an exact replica of Ember McClain's guitar.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Lovie Simone \| #AA3EAF}


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___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Cyrus Ray Starr, Smallville, Superboy, The Incredible Hunk} _{A G E} _{February 29th, 18} _{G E N D E R} _cisMale _{S E X U A L I T Y} _Heterosexual _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Hutchinson, Kansas} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Caucasian and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _6'3 _Weight: _{222 lbs} _Hair: _Brown _Eyes: _{Blue; Red when using Heat Vision} _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _None ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Current: Octavia Arellano Ex: Daisy Lane (Human) Crushes:} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Stephanie Starr} _{L E G A C Y} _{Magni, Norse God of Strength} _{P E T S} _{White Swiss Shepherd named Krypto} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Comics _✔ _Nature _✔ _Animals _✔ _Farming _✔ _Fighting _✔ _Training _✔ _{Helping people} _✔ _Flannel _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{Losing control} _✘ _Bullies _✘ _Monsters _✘ _{People that hurt his friends} _✘ _Anger _✘ _Insects ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Kind ☼ Loyal ☼ Smartish ☼ Temperamental ☼ Protective ☼ Heroic ☼ Badass ☼ Goofy By day Cyrus Starr is likely the best man you'd ever come across. A kind gentleman that looks out for others and puts everyone before himself. He treats everyone with love and looks out for the little guy. But when he sees you picking on the little guy or hurting someone he cares about? The monster comes out. He doesn't turn into a literal monster like Mr. Hyde or the Hulk. Instead he's just someone that sees red and sometimes will have a hard time distinguishing between friend or foe if his anger gets pushed far enough. This normally isn't an issue inside camp except for when things get a little too intense during their war games or "sparring" sessions. But for the most part he is able to reel himself in and even moreso with the help of others before it gets too bad. Cyrus is a vegetarian and a huge fan of comics. Even before he knew his origins he knew there was something special about him. He was a lot stronger than the average kids and learned to control that part of his abilities early. He turned to comics to explain what was happening to him and found a kindred spirit in Superman, including the fact that he was from Kansas. Was he an adopted alien from another planet? He did feel stronger during the summer and he didn't have a father. At least not one that he knew of. So he found father figures in his comics, TV shows, and people around his small town of Hutchinson modeling his personality after theirs.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{One day in the early Fall the god of wind Notus came to Kansas to destroy some crops. It was the one thing he was looking forward to because he absolutely hated Kansas. It was a stupid state and deserved a lot worse than some destroyed crops. But this time he decided to actually look around in one of their towns before he ravaged through them with his furious winds. There he met an exceptional young woman named Stephanie Starr. She was the daughter of a farmer, but he could tell just by looking at her that she was meant for so much more. So he decided to get to know her and for a while he was distracted from his original task. He didn't care. He had found Stephanie. He found love. It was a rare feeling for him, but he enjoyed it. When he had to leave he left her pregnant and left her father's crop field untouched by his furious winds. The rest of Kansas still deserved his fury. That was the last time they were together. He knew he wasn't father or husband material. He was a god, a Titan of power. He had responsibilities. He had no time to play house with humans. Or so he told himself so he wouldn't get attached and let his feelings get the better of him. Despite this he did watch over them and every year he would leave her crops untouched. Stephanie eventually took over her faher's farm giving up on any dreams she had so that she could care for her son and keep the secrets of his origins safe. But young Cyrus had other plans. He loved animals and he loved the farm, but he knew he was meant to be more than a farmhand. He had a glorious purpose. Maybe it was to be the world's first superhero. Cyrus grew up helping people around his town and keeping them out of danger. They chalked it up to miracles having never actually seen their speedy savior. But one young citizen wasn't convinced. When Cyrus was ten his best friend Daisy Lane had been investigating these so called miracles and found that her case lead her to none other than the mysterious farmboy that she had grown up with. She promised not tell his secret, but she wanted to help him on his adventures. Neither of them knew the truth about why he had powers when no one else did, but they didn't care. They were kids having fun and playing hero. When Cyrus was eleven things suddenly changed. The problem with being a demigod child using your powers all willy-nilly? You'd attract a lot of monsters and creatures that want to eat you dead or alive. One such monster? The Minotaur. Daisy and Cyrus were playing at his farm when they noticed a very large bull breeding with one of his cows. Cyrus went to scare it off when he noticed that it wasn't an ordinary bull. He had heard of this thing before in one of his comics about greek mythology. It was the Minotaur, it was real and for some reason it was on his farm. Cyrus told Daisy to run, but she stood momentarily paralyzed. Up until now they were doing small heroics and nothing that would actually put them in danger. But here now she was seeing an actual monster. And she was scared. The Minotaur smelled her fear and stepped away from the cow before picking up its discarded axe off the ground. He charged towards Daisy ready to swing on her with his axe, but was stopped by Cyrus jumping between them and releasing a beam of heat from his eyes. The Minotaur was surprised, but blocked the blast with his axe and smirked as it did nothing, but heat it up and turn it red. Cyrus took the moment to charge at the beast and they came to blows. He couldn't let Daisy get hurt. He couldn't. This constant thought invoked a feeling that he rarely felt. Anger. He felt himself getting stronger as he knocked the axe out of the Minotaur's hand and delivered a devastating punch to his stomach. That was all the opening he needed. He started pummeling the Minotaur relentlessly. How dare he put his best friend in danger? How dare he!? Daisy had come to her senses to watch her friend mercilessly beat down on someone who was no longer fighting. This wasn't the hero she knew or that he aspired to be and she did the only thing she could think to do to stop him. She ran up and hugged him from behind while yelling, "Enough!" In his blind fury he had pushed her off of him sending her into a bale of hay. This was enough to knock him to his senses and he went to check on her. She was okay, but they were both moreso worried about him. They looked back and saw that the Minotaur had disappeared, but Cyrus knew what he had done. After Daisy went home Cyrus talked to his mother about what happened and what he had been doing all this time. She decided to tell him the truth about his father and how one year he had left a note that would provide Cyrus with all of the answers he needed. All it read was, "Follow the wind." And so Cyrus did so going on a journey to the big city. New York, New York. Time had passed and Cyrus found himself living as a full time camper at Camp Half-Blood. He decided it was best not to put his small town in anymore danger now that both he and the monsters were aware of who and what he was. He kept in touch with Daisy though and they did date for a bit when he was fifteen, but when they were sixteen they decided the long distance alternate worlds of magic of normalcy wasn't going to really work for them. He still doesn't know how she was able to see through the mist. Meanwhile unbeknownst to everyone the Minotaur did return to Hutchinson to retrieve what he had sired before returning to the Labyrinth.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin 24: Boreas, God of the North Winds} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _{7; Full Time Camper} _{F A T A L F L A W} _{He puts himself on the line before everyone because he believes he can take it. His guilt is also a huge flaw for him whenever he accidentally hurts one of the people he cares about.} _{W E A K N E S S} _{His anger is both his strength and his weakness because it leaves him a powerful, yet uncontrollable machine.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _N/A _{W E A P O N S} _{Bone Steel Warhammer} _{A B I L I T I E S} _Aerokinesis: _{As the son of Notus, Cyrus has divine control over the wind. But he uses his differently than most wind users. Like most he uses it for flight or increasing his own relative speed, but he mainly uses it for what he calls Super Breath. It allows him to create gusts of wind, take deep breaths to inhale the wind/air around him, or put out winds at a temperature so low that they'd freeze whatever he targeted.} _{Heat Vision:} _{As the son of Notus, Cyrus has some control over heat and fire, but not in the way you might think. He can't manipulate flames or even create his own, but he can emit waves of heat from his eyes. He can force an excess amount of heat from his eyes to attempt a "Solar Flare" that allows him to release all the collected heat within his body. This weakens him greatly and puts him on the level of a human for at least 24 hours.} _{Super Enhanced Physiology:} _{As the legacy of Magni, Cyrus has exceptional levels of strength and the durability to match so he wouldn't destroy himself in the process of using his strength. His strength has grown over the years, but it's still not at its peak and wouldn't be so for at least another seventeen years. Rumor has it that he may be as strong as Hercules, but the largest thing he's lifted while mellow was a bus. But if he's ever angry and starts to lose control his strength grows at the same rate of his anger until he calms back down. It's believed he's had mental blockers put in place through deep hypnosis to cap out his normal strength so he wouldn't harm his friends around camp.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Has a lot of flannel in various different colors} _{Occasionally sneaks out and does heroics} _{Voted most likely to expose the world of demigods and monsters} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Tom Welling \| #ff4d4d}

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Zeru Troy Williams, Son of Zeus




Well, look at that. I guess lightning does strike twice.

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N A M E
Zeru Troy Williams; Zee; Troy; Skylord

A G E
October 8th, 18

G E N D E R
cis Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual, but leans more towards women.

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Atlanta, Georgia

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Black and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 6'2
Weight: 175 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: Earring in his left ear, a giant tattoo of a golden eagle on his back, and a lightning bolt on his right shoulder.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single. In a not so secret relationship with Fiamma

F A M I L Y
Mother: Aniyah Williams
Father: The Almighty Zeus
Demi-Sibling: Ryley Astrape

L E G A C Y
Apollo

P E T S
A female golden eagle by the name of Aquila. Sometimes when he sleeps he sees the world through her eyes.

He also has a pet venti spirit named Sylph.
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L I K E S
✔ Friends
✔ Fighting
✔ Training
✔ Flying
✔ Music
✔ Art
✔ Reading
✔ Video Games

D I S L I K E S
✘ Bullies
✘ Losing people
✘ Not being strong enough
✘ Monsters
✘ Cheaters except for Aphrodite
✘ Subways
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

⚡ Courageous ⚡ Loyal ⚡ Passionate ⚡ Smart ⚡ Driven ⚡ Protective ⚡ Adventurous ⚡ Leader

⚡ Incredibly Strong-Willed ⚡ Creative

Those who don't know Zeru may see him as a meathead who loved to fight potentially more than the children of Ares. But those who do know him know that he's a lot deeper than he appears around camp. He has the body of a warrior, but the heart of an artist. He's kind, caring, and is willing to do anything for the people he cares about. He can also be protective, and sometimes overly so, feeling as if it's his responsibility and in a way it is. He's a natural born leader and knows how to make the best out of people's strengths and weaknesses.

When he's not training you'll likely find him in his cabin either reading, writing, or something else to occupy his time and mind. He feels that it should be just as sharp as his weapon and as strong as his body. He also enjoys being out in nature and feels inspired by it sometimes.

Even though he has no issue attracting people he's often oblivious to the signs that someone has feelings for him. He has dated around a bit over the years, but he's not a player. If he were to, for example, date a certain daughter of Apollo he'd be completely faithful to her.
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B I O G R A P H Y
Zeru's story begins like many others. With two people falling in love. Except by a little twist of fate, one of these people happened to be a god. His mother was a pilot in Atlanta working for both Delta and a private airline. It was for the latter that she met him. His presence was elegant and commanding. He enthralled every room he stepped in and when their eyes met it was love at first sight. He approached her and struck a conversation and the rest was history. The two dated for a while, seeing each other whenever their busy schedules allowed them to. Then she discovered she was pregnant. They weren't married, but she was happy. She had known for a while that he wasn't a normal man. He trusted her with the truth and she surprisingly believed him.

She considered Zeru her strong little blessing from the sky, hence the names Zeru and Troy, the city that stood strong for ten years. When he was born Zeus spent much less time around them. He had to for multiple reasons that Zeru would later grow up to understand. At the time the Big 3 were still forbidden from having children, but they all seemed to forsake that decision multiple times. Zeru excelled in the regular world as a child. He may have been a bit too hyperactive and had a short attention span, but he never seemed to suffer from the dyslexia that afflicted most demigods. Instead he was able to both read and write at a more advanced level.

His mom was gone a lot for work and because of this he started to become more independent early on. He of course had baby sitters, but they were more of a formality than anything. Life was great, but he always felt like he was missing something. It was as if his heart was yearning for something that he couldn't get while at home. Then one day when he was 11 something strange happened. School was almost out for the summer and he was walking home when he was approached by two stray dogs that were oddly close together. He didn't think much of it and reached out to pet them. The two opened their mouths and were about to devour his hand when he was tackled out of the way by a goat man? He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Instead his vision was clearer than ever. Those two dogs? Just one big one with two heads. That goat man? Still a goat man and our young Zeru was understandably freaking out. The satyr noticed this and pulled out a reed pipe and played a few notes on it. Zeru instantly found himself calming down and truly taking in everything around him.

Once he was calm he started to think. He had met his father a few times, but never as the all-powerful Zeus. He did however tell him that he was Greek and in an effort to feel more connected to him he did some studying at his school library about Greece and learned about their mythology. From what he knew the goat man was a Satyr and this two headed dog wasn't Cerberus, but something else. Then it hit him. It was from a story of one of his favorite demigods, Heracles and his trials. He was able to kill it, but here it was again. This time it wasn't facing a man with the strength of ten.

The Satyr played another song on his pipe and the flowers around the giant dog started to grow before entangling around it. The dog struggled against the strengthened flowers, but it wasn't going to hold for long and they did the only thing they could do. They ran. They traveled from Atlanta all the way to New York, but wherever they went that dog was still close on their trail. During the journey he found out more about who he was and his heritage and that this is practically a normal occurrence for those like him. That was another thing. There were a lot of others like him.

They were coming up on Half-Blood Hill and it seemed like they were going to make it when their friend finally caught up to them. They knew at this point that in a chase they were going to be caught before they could even move. So instead they decided to face it head on. The satyr told Zeru to stand behind him and pulled a wooden club from his side. It looked heavy, but he was surprisingly holding it well. He charged at the two headed beast, leapt into the air preparing to club it to death, but instead he was swiped to the side and against the tree as if he were nothing more than a fly. Zeru ran towards his new friend and noticed the gashing wound in his stomach. He wasn't going to make it and Zeru felt useless and responsible for this. He looked to the distance he still had before making it to the safe zone and knew that he wasn't going to make it. He felt frustrated. He felt sad. He felt angry and he felt tired. He reached for the club that rested at his friend's side and picked it up. He could tell that it was heavy, but to him it felt like he was holding a simple bat. He turned to the beast and his eyes turned a deep blue. Electricity cackled around him and surged around the normally non-conductive club. "Hey, doggie. Fetch." He dashed forward, launched into the air and prepared to crush both heads under his might.

When he awoke he found himself in some infirmary being attended to and fed the most pleasant tasting thing he had the pleasure of tasting. It also had the added benefit of healing him. He couldn't remember anything that happened beyond the Satyr dying in front of him. The pain from that memory lingered and drove him to never want to be weak again. From this day forward he would be the protector, not the protected.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin One - Zeus, King of the Gods

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Seven

F A T A L  F L A W
His quite literal fatal flaw is that he'd lay his life on the line to protect the people he cares about.

F O R M
When angered, usually on behalf of injuries or worse to his friends, an reddish orange field of electricity surrounds his body. It's almost as if the sun itself was fueling him and his anger. This state does leave him significantly drained afterwards.

W E A K N E S S
Zeru's weakness is that he sometimes feels like he has the weight of the sky on his shoulder. That it's his duty to lead his friends and family and protect them.

He also has the aforementioned weakness of his form.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
Cabin Councilor
Training Instructor

W E A P O N S
Zeru possesses an Adamantine Sword named SkySlicer. When it's not used it appears as a normal pendant on his Camp Half-Blood necklace. He presses it and it pops down into his hand. He was gifted this by Zeus and when using it the blade glows blue. The blade has an ability that allows Zeru to imbue it with electricity or air.

He also possesses a typical Greek bow. There's nothing special about it whatsoever.

A B I L I T I E S
Electrokinesis:
	When it comes to lightning and electricity Zeru happens to be a prodigy. The ability comes as natural to him as just about any exercise. His older half-brother Jason sought him out one year and helped him develop this ability the most out of the others. Through his training and years of experience he's able to summon powerful bolts of lightning from the sky, generate electricity from his body, and even enhance his own speed. He also seems to be completely immune to electricity, but he hasn't truly tested his limits.
Atmokinesis:
	Admittedly not his strongest ability Zeru is able to manipulate the weather. He can make it rain, snow or any form of precipitation in a small area or generate a semi-powerful storm. This ability also gives him control over storm venti.
Aerokinesis:
	Zeru can control, manipulate, and generate air at different levels of pressure, intensity, and force. He can use this ability to send powerful blasts of air, fly, or solidify and create different shapes.
Lordship over the Skies:
	As the son of Zeus, Zeru has divine authority over all birds whether or not they can fly. He can also communicate with them both verbally and telepathically. They all seem to trust and have respect for him. Zeru feels rejuvenated and stronger whenever he's above ground. Even moreso the closer he is to the sun. This is due to him being in the domains of his father and godly brocestor Apollo.
Lie Detection:
	Due to Zeus being the god of oaths(ironic, I know) and Apollo being the god of truth Zeru has developed the ability to detect when people are lying. At first he couldn't turn it off, but over time gained control enough to where he only activates it when he wants to. But regardless of whether it's on or not he's grown quite well at reading people and their different tells to give away their dishonesty. Let's just say he can't wait until he can legally gamble.
Heat and Fire Resistance:
	Although he's not completely immune from the effects of heat and fire due to his Apollo legacy he's able to withstand higher temperatures and most levels of flames.
Enhanced Physiology:
	Demigods are already naturally stronger than normal humans their age and the children of the Big 3 are normally even stronger than that. But the children of Zeus? Strength is in their blood. This is no different with Zeru. He wouldn't put himself on the same level as Heracles, but moreso around his older brother Jason's level when he was his age and it's believed that his strength is still growing. This goes the same for his durability, agility, and reflexes as well. But on top of that his Apollo legacy blessed his sight, voice/words, and his hands creating a balance between the pen and the sword.
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O T H E R
Although he doesn't try to be showy with his talents Zeru has a poetic soul and hides a journal of his poetry in the Zeus Cabin. He also can sing, play the piano, saxophone, and electric guitar. The latter he only picked up because of the word electric.
He also keeps a stash of grass hidden in a different spot than his journal.
Zeru has a pretty big crush on Aphrodite.

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Face Claim: Trevor Jackson | #15B9E7



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Dorian Underwood, Son of Thanatos





"Life is stressful, dear. That’s why they say “Rest In Peace.”"

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N A M E
Dorian Underwood; Dori; Kid Death

A G E
October 31st, 16

G E N D E R
cis Male

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Los Angeles, California

N A T I O N A L I T Y
French American

E T H N I C I T Y
Greek

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 5'10
Weight: 150 lbs
Hair: Olive Green
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Ectomorph
Body Marks: A skeletal right hand that he usually covers with a leather glove. And a purple butterfly forcibly tattooed on the back of his left hand.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single for now

F A M I L Y
Mother: Vivian Underwood
Father: Thanatos
Siblings: TBD

L E G A C Y
N/A

P E T S
N/A
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L I K E S
✔ Nature
✔ Butterflies
✔ The dead
✔ The living
✔ Sleep
✔ The Underworld
✔ The Few Friends he does have
✔ His parents

D I S L I K E S
✘ Bullies
✘ Cigarettes
✘ Seeing those he cares about hurt
✘ Loud noises
✘ He likes Apollo, but sometimes there's such a thing as too much sun.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Shy ☠ Loyal ☠ Kind ☠ Smart ☠ Tactical ☠ Supportive

Dorian is a bit of recluse. It's partially to his own doing, but also to the doing of others. Even though years have passed people were still wary about those being related to gods of the Underworld. He understood why and never held it against anyone. His dad was Death personified. This isn't to say that he's incapable of making friends. Some have even tried to be friends with him and he allowed them in, but not fully. He still holds secrets from others. He's really kind and does have a sense of humor though most of his jokes are death related. He can laugh at and make jokes that don't deal with death. He loves nature and nature seems to love him as well. He loves butterflies the most and he guesses it has something to do with his dad. They tend to rest on him a lot not fearing the presence of death around him. He finds himself wishing that he had wings just like his father so that he could fly away with them. He's more caring than anything and hates to see people in pain. He constantly wishes that he was a healer like one of the Apollo children, but he wasn't born so lucky. He's also pretty much just like an ordinary teenager. He deals with puberty, coming closer to adulthood, and crushes. Though who really wants to court Death?
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B I O G R A P H Y
The love story of Dorian's parents was a weird one, but it was still better than Twilight could ever been. His mother always seemed to have a fascination with death. She was weird like that. While at College she started interning at a morgue and after graduation she became a mortician. One day a man came in claiming to be a detective and was inspecting a body that had been found at a gruesome crime scene. As he looked over the body the two talked and talked for what seemed like hours. They had so much in common and it wasn't hard for her to fall for him. His schedule was weird, but he spent some good time with her. One night they finally had sex in the next week he told her that he was being transferred to New York.

She was sad and even wanted to go with him, but he convinced her not to telling her that her destiny was here in Los Angeles. What did he know about destiny? He was know Apollo. Nine months later Dorian popped out. His mother found joy in naming him after the guy who used a painting to cheat death. His life was seemingly normal for most of it. Monsters didn't seem to bother him as much as they bothered other demigod children. They may toy with a child of Hades, but who would want to mess with the first child of Death? No one knew what he might have been capable of.

Everything changed on his twelve birthday. His right hand became bony. He learned all too soon about his decay ability while playing on the playground. Fortunately he didn't learn about it by using it on a human child. He touched one of the chains on the swing and it started to rust and decay. He quickly ran home after that and told his mother. She was surprised about his abilities and urged him to hide it. She didn't know what people would think about him if they found out.

When the summer started he was brought to Camp Half-Blood by a satyr and started to understand more about himself and why he was so different from others. Things took a turn for the worse when he found out who his godly parent was. Most people stayed away from him and he became the outcast in a group of societal outcasts. He was the only child of Thanatos so he slept in his cabin alone. That changed when he learned about his ability to travel to the underworld. Whenever he went to sleep he'd slip into the Underworld to sleep among the dead. He found himself at peace down there.

One year later he met his father down there when he was about to go to sleep and instead of sleeping that night they talked and he even followed him on his soul picking errands. He told him why he was so special, but he wasn't buying it. Being the only child of someone didn't exactly make you more special than the other demigods. When the sun was about to come up he was given his sword "Reaper". He was more than glad that he wasn't given a scythe. If he did he might as well had put on a cloak and gained the rest of the skeletal look. From then on he continued to train with his powers and his sword to make something of himself. Not the uncontrollable child of death, but as Dorian Underwood.

Now he's heading to camp once again with a slightly better attitude.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin Eighteen, Thanatos God of Peaceful Death

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Four

W E A K N E S S
Dorian is more frail than your average demigod, but where he lacks in brawn he makes up for it in his unconventional skill.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
N/A

W E A P O N S
He wields a sword named Reaper that has two forms. One of celestial bronze and the other of stygian iron. He tries to only use the stygian side on monsters as he'd hate to cause unnecessary torture and grief to those he wounds.

A B I L I T I E S
Peaceful Passage/Death Decay:
	His bone hand gives him two different abilities. He has since gained control over them, but still prefers to hide his hand with a leather glove. The first ability that his hand gives him is the power to ease the passage of someone dying. To do so he has to touch them with his bone hand and say a prayer. He only uses this if they're in intense pain from whatever it is that caused their death or is causing their death. The pain "removes" itself from their body, but the wounds stay.

The second ability his hand gives him is the power to cause decay on anything or anyone that he touches with it. Of course now that he has control of it he can touch anyone he wants with his hand without causing them to decay. The decay starts where he touches them and doesn't spread if his hand is removed from the body or object. The longer he has his hand on said object or person the more and faster they'd decay. It's dangerous to use in battle due to how fast paced fighting is.
Death Drive:
	This is another power that he was given from his godly father. This power seemed to be a counter of his skill with easing people with his words. This Death Drive is a literal representation of the psychological study by Sigmund Freud. He has an invisible aura that appears in the battle field that makes others around him more reckless and self-destructive in battle. For the first two years he had at camp he couldn't control it, but then he was able to focus the aura so that it only affects his enemies or none at all. He mostly uses this against monsters.
Underworld Passage/Shadow Travel:
	As a child of Death he's able to pass freely between the living world and the undead by creating a "door" for him to walk or seep through. As of yet he still hasn't learned how to bring anyone that isn't dead with him.

Unlike children of Hades he doesn't have full control over shadows, but he is able to travel through them and bring others, but at the cost of a lot of his energy.
Necromancy:
	As a child of Death he also has a connection to the dead. He can summon about ten normal skeletons, but only 3 warrior ones. He can also speak with the dead telepathically as well as sense death and life auras.
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O T H E R
Dorian seems to have a calming ability when it comes to speaking to allies before battle. When he speaks to them it seems as if he removes their fears or worries for the time being, making them ready for battle.
He's also a surprisingly skilled swordsman, picking it up rather naturally when he got to camp.

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Alina Kim, Daughter of Iris





"Face it. You chased the rainbow and found gold."

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N A M E
Alina Leora Kim

A G E
February 22, 19

G E N D E R
cis Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual. Hello Rainbow

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Honolulu, Hawaii

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Black, Korean, and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 5'7
Weight: 155 lbs
Hair: Whatever color she wants it to be.
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: Crescent Moon tatoo behind her left her.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single

F A M I L Y
Mother: Goddess Iris
Father: Michael Kim

L E G A C Y
Isis; and because of this Alina is sometimes considered cold and calculating. Her connection to Isis also gives her access to magic and the knowledge of Divine Words.

P E T S
She has a brown Pegasus with green hair gifted to her by her mother named Urian
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L I K E S
✔ Herself
✔ Camp; she'll never admit it but she considers this place home.
✔ Candy or any kind of sweet. Is known to take candy bribes.
✔ Nature
✔ Naps
✔ Music
✔ Reading

D I S L I K E S
✘ Loud noises and people.
✘ Swimming. She's an excellent swimmer. She just doesn't like getting herself and her hair wet.
✘ Anyone that would dare hurt the people she cares about.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Smart ♦ Sarcastic ♦ Loyal ♦ Fun ♦ Protective ♦ Lazy ♦ Ambivert ♦ Strong-Willed

Alina is what you would imagine a cat would be if they were human. She comes off as lazy and selfish, but genuinely does care about others. She just puts her own interests before anyone else's. But when her family is in actual need she's willing to drop everything to help them. She considers the others at camp her family. She's normally very calm, but is quick to be annoyed. You don't want her to get angry. Hulk and Talon are nothing compared to her if you push her that far.
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B I O G R A P H Y
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Seventeen - Iris, Goddess of Rainbows

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Seven

F A T A L  F L A W
Even though she swears she looks out for number one she's actually a big softie and will put her life on the line for her family.

F O R M
When pushing herself or using more of Isis' influence Alina forms green-ish blue fairy-esque wings on her back. It gives her the ability to fly as well as increasing the power of her magic.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
Cabin Councilor

W E A P O N S
A celestial bronze Egyptian Dagger named Tear of the Nile

A B I L I T I E S
Photokinesis:
	Alina has the ability to manipulate and produce light. With this she can create light constructs, beams, and form rainbows. She can also cast illusions by manipulating light and enhance them with her magic.
Mystiokinesis:
	Alina has the ability to cast and manipulate magic. She sometimes uses it in tandem with her Photokinesis.
Divine Words:
	Alina has knowledge of every Divine Word and has the ability to use them. However she can only use three Divine Words a day. Any attempt to use more would drain her life force.
Polyglot:
	Although she only learned how to read, write, and speak in Greek, Korean, Hawaiin, and English she has the unnatural ability to understand and speak any language she hears or sees.
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O T H E R
Alina is an excellent artist, but doesn't actively practice it. However she does like to draw or paint something significant that happened at camp that summer or year.
She has a wand that she sometimes uses for spells. She enjoys the theatrics of it.
She's always seen with a sizable key around her neck. Very few are actually aware of what the key is for.
She's just flipping awesome.

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Seraphina Oriane Williams, Daughter of Hecate




“She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.”

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N A M E
Seraphina Oriane Williams; Sera; Ori; Lady Hellfire 

A G E
January 11th, 17

G E N D E R
cis Female

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Bronx County New York, New York

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Black and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 5'9
Weight: 134 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Purple
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: She has a tattoo of the Sun and Moon interlocked like Yin and Yang on her left shoulder blade.
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Single

Crushes: Jacob Griesheim
Beauregard Garcia
Kepano Ka'aukai
Imani Du Bailey
Anzu Ito
Octavia Arellano(For the last two: She loves girls who could hand her, her ass in a fight)

F A M I L Y
Father: Cyrus Williams

Mother: Hecate

Siblings: TBD

Cousin: Zeru Williams

L E G A C Y
Apollo

P E T S
Sera has a pet Raven named Mr. Poe. She can use her magic to transform him into other animals or creatures with an hour limit.
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L I K E S
✔ Her family
✔ Her friends
✔ Fire. She's a little pyro.
✔ Any kind of rock/rock and roll music.
✔ Anime
✔ Comics
✔ Cartoons
✔ Fighting
✔ Shows about magic
✔ FOOD. She's looking at you, Kep.

D I S L I K E S
✘ Annoying people
✘ Fake people
✘ Beef
✘ Losing
✘ Stupid questions.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Loyal 🔥 Brave 🔥 Funny 🔥 Potentially psychotic 🔥 Caring 🔥 Smart 🔥 Tough 🔥 Snarky

Seraphina is the camp's resident firecracker and not just because of her ability to manipulate flames. She's bold, often sassy, free spirited and just full of explosive energy. She's also probably one of the nicest people you'd ever meet unless you give her a reason not to like you. Then she'd be open with her disdain. She's always looking out for her girls or anyone else she's close to. She's always looking for a good fight, often being spoiled in training by her cousin and his half-sister. Although people trust her and for some reason come to her with their problems she's not one to really open up to others. Except for Fiamma who seemed to have broken through the fortress she put around her own feelings.
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B I O G R A P H Y
One day a pair of twins was born. A boy and a girl. Those two children would one day grow to meet a god and a goddess. One with thunderous power and the other wielding dark, enchanting magic. Through their short, but powerful romances two kids were born. Cousins of unyielding power. But this story isn't about a family. It's about the fiery daughter of a sorceress. 

When she was born her dad decided it would be best to raise her away from her cousin. Their parents knew that two demigods with that kind of lineage in such proximity to each other would prove dangerous for them both even before it was their time. So while Zeru was raised in Atlanta, Seraphina was raised in New York. This way she would be closer to the camp and closer to her mother whenever she found herself in the Big Apple. This allowed Sera to have some relationship with her mother growing up, but she honestly didn't like that they didn't feel like a family. She was always coming and going and eventually she wasn't even sure if she needed Hecate in her life. Her and her dad were really doing just fine on their own.

Despite their decision to raise them separately the Williams twins decided that the cousins should at least know each other and bond because the day might come up when they'd need each other. So almost every summer or major holiday the two single parent families spent time together. That was until seven years ago when Zeru was first introduced to magical world of demigods. While Zeru was already facing the true dangers of the world Sera was still living safely in blissful ignorance, but her father knew it wouldn't last long. So that summer Cyrus decided to tell her the truth about who she was and her mother.

Sera took the news better than he expected. Sera realized this was the reason that her mother wasn't around and it wasn't like she completely forgave her for it, but she understood. She had always known she was different herself. She never got hot and there were times she should have gotten burned, but never did. For the next two years Seraphina decided to discover who she really was and what she was capable of. She convinced her dad to let her visit her cousin that Christmas and there she was told of Camp Half-Blood and all the things he went through that summer, including what led him there. She promised him that she'd protect him from any monster. He laughed and told her she'd have to become stronger than him first and she took that as a challenge. So from that day forward she's worked herself to be stronger than everyone, even Zeru. Whether she'll reach such latitudes is yet to be seen.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin Sixteen - Hecate, Goddess of Magic

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
Five

F A T A L  F L A W
Her overconfidence can prove to be her greatest downfall. When you've been blessed with power and regularly train with the best you start to feel like you're the best. This is exceptionally true in Sera's case as she believes no weapon, monster, or being can prosper against her.

W E A K N E S S
Overuse of her magic can drain her, but it's why she also doesn't rely on it as much as her own strength.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
Self Titled Peacekeeper of the Camp

W E A P O N S
Originally a normal metal chain, Sera enhanced it with her magic making it more durable, has the ability to extend to a certain length, and can withstand the temperatures of her flames. She can use it as a normal chained weapon or she can imbue it with her flames for devastating results. She got the idea from watching Ghost Rider.

She also has a bow and a quiver of arrows. Most are tipped with arrowheads, but a few are not.

A B I L I T I E S
Mystiokinesis:
	Sera has a natural understanding of magic and is able to cast and manipulate it. She's well versed in Transformation Magic, Telekinesis, Healing Magic, and Enchantment Magic.
Pyrokinesis:
	Seraphina has the ability to conjure and manipulate uniquely colored purple flames. Their color apparently isn't just for show as she has noted that her flames are stronger and hotter than any flame she's personally faced, but she has yet to prove that against the camp's resident blacksmith. She isn't able to manipulate fire that isn't her own and she seems to be immune to the effects of heat and flames.
Umbrakinesis:
	Like her mother and many children of the Underworld, Sera is able to manipulate shadows. Her control over them isn't completely vast, but she's rather capable with them and has her own ways of using them in combat. She can shadow travel, but taking others over large distances does drain her.
Soul Retrieval:
	Not complete Necromancy, but Sera has the ability to temporarily retrieve the souls of the dead so she could talk to them or them talk to her. The longer they've been dead the less time their souls have under her control before they must return. She doesn't usually keep them around, normally asking them a question and then sending them back on their merry way. It works better if she's presently with the body, otherwise they just appear as a ghost in front of her.
Minor Telepathy:
	An ability she contributes to her magical nature she is able to communicate with others via telepathy. She can't read minds or control others, but she can create a psychic link so they could communicate back and forth. She keeps a constant link with her pet raven so they can know when the other is in distress.
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O T H E R
Her favorite characters are Azula from AtLA, Dabi from My Hero Academia, Ember McClain from Danny Phantom, Maleficent and Ghost Rider.
She's fluent in English, Greek, Latin, and French.
She's currently forcing Alina to teach her sign language so she could impress Jacob.
She has the singing voice of a rock angel and can play the guitar.
She has an exact replica of Ember McClain's guitar.

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Cyrus Ray Starr, Son of Notus




Me, Super? I'm just your average kid from Kansas.

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N A M E
Cyrus Ray Starr, Smallville, Superboy, The Incredible Hunk

A G E
February 29th, 18

G E N D E R
cisMale

S E X U A L I T Y
Heterosexual

P L A C E  O F  O R I G I N
Hutchinson, Kansas

N A T I O N A L I T Y
American

E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian and Greek

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A P P E R A N C E
Height: 6'3
Weight: 222 lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue; Red when using Heat Vision
Body Type: Mesomorph
Body Marks: None
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R E L A T I O N S H I P  S T A T U S
Current: Octavia Arellano

Ex: Daisy Lane (Human)

Crushes: 

F A M I L Y
Mother: Stephanie Starr

L E G A C Y
Magni, Norse God of Strength

P E T S
White Swiss Shepherd named Krypto
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L I K E S
✔ Comics
✔ Nature
✔ Animals
✔ Farming
✔ Fighting
✔ Training
✔ Helping people
✔ Flannel

D I S L I K E S
✘ Losing control
✘ Bullies
✘ Monsters
✘ People that hurt his friends
✘ Anger
✘ Insects
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Kind ☼ Loyal ☼ Smartish ☼ Temperamental ☼ Protective ☼ Heroic ☼ Badass ☼ Goofy

By day Cyrus Starr is likely the best man you'd ever come across. A kind gentleman that looks out for others and puts everyone before himself. He treats everyone with love and looks out for the little guy. But when he sees you picking on the little guy or hurting someone he cares about? The monster comes out. He doesn't turn into a literal monster like Mr. Hyde or the Hulk. Instead he's just someone that sees red and sometimes will have a hard time distinguishing between friend or foe if his anger gets pushed far enough. This normally isn't an issue inside camp except for when things get a little too intense during their war games or "sparring" sessions. But for the most part he is able to reel himself in and even moreso with the help of others before it gets too bad.

Cyrus is a vegetarian and a huge fan of comics. Even before he knew his origins he knew there was something special about him. He was a lot stronger than the average kids and learned to control that part of his abilities early. He turned to comics to explain what was happening to him and found a kindred spirit in Superman, including the fact that he was from Kansas. Was he an adopted alien from another planet? He did feel stronger during the summer and he didn't have a father. At least not one that he knew of. So he found father figures in his comics, TV shows, and people around his small town of Hutchinson modeling his personality after theirs.
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B I O G R A P H Y
One day in the early Fall the god of wind Notus came to Kansas to destroy some crops. It was the one thing he was looking forward to because he absolutely hated Kansas. It was a stupid state and deserved a lot worse than some destroyed crops. But this time he decided to actually look around in one of their towns before he ravaged through them with his furious winds. There he met an exceptional young woman named Stephanie Starr. She was the daughter of a farmer, but he could tell just by looking at her that she was meant for so much more. So he decided to get to know her and for a while he was distracted from his original task. He didn't care. He had found Stephanie. He found love. It was a rare feeling for him, but he enjoyed it. When he had to leave he left her pregnant and left her father's crop field untouched by his furious winds. The rest of Kansas still deserved his fury.

That was the last time they were together. He knew he wasn't father or husband material. He was a god, a Titan of power. He had responsibilities. He had no time to play house with humans. Or so he told himself so he wouldn't get attached and let his feelings get the better of him. Despite this he did watch over them and every year he would leave her crops untouched. Stephanie eventually took over her faher's farm giving up on any dreams she had so that she could care for her son and keep the secrets of his origins safe. But young Cyrus had other plans. He loved animals and he loved the farm, but he knew he was meant to be more than a farmhand. He had a glorious purpose. Maybe it was to be the world's first superhero.

Cyrus grew up helping people around his town and keeping them out of danger. They chalked it up to miracles having never actually seen their speedy savior. But one young citizen wasn't convinced. When Cyrus was ten his best friend Daisy Lane had been investigating these so called miracles and found that her case lead her to none other than the mysterious farmboy that she had grown up with. She promised not tell his secret, but she wanted to help him on his adventures. Neither of them knew the truth about why he had powers when no one else did, but they didn't care. They were kids having fun and playing hero.

When Cyrus was eleven things suddenly changed. The problem with being a demigod child using your powers all willy-nilly? You'd attract a lot of monsters and creatures that want to eat you dead or alive. One such monster? The Minotaur. Daisy and Cyrus were playing at his farm when they noticed a very large bull breeding with one of his cows. Cyrus went to scare it off when he noticed that it wasn't an ordinary bull. He had heard of this thing before in one of his comics about greek mythology. It was the Minotaur, it was real and for some reason it was on his farm. Cyrus told Daisy to run, but she stood momentarily paralyzed. Up until now they were doing small heroics and nothing that would actually put them in danger. But here now she was seeing an actual monster. And she was scared.

The Minotaur smelled her fear and stepped away from the cow before picking up its discarded axe off the ground. He charged towards Daisy ready to swing on her with his axe, but was stopped by Cyrus jumping between them and releasing a beam of heat from his eyes. The Minotaur was surprised, but blocked the blast with his axe and smirked as it did nothing, but heat it up and turn it red. Cyrus took the moment to charge at the beast and they came to blows. He couldn't let Daisy get hurt. He couldn't. This constant thought invoked a feeling that he rarely felt. Anger. He felt himself getting stronger as he knocked the axe out of the Minotaur's hand and delivered a devastating punch to his stomach. That was all the opening he needed. He started pummeling the Minotaur relentlessly. How dare he put his best friend in danger? How dare he!? Daisy had come to her senses to watch her friend mercilessly beat down on someone who was no longer fighting. This wasn't the hero she knew or that he aspired to be and she did the only thing she could think to do to stop him. She ran up and hugged him from behind while yelling, "Enough!"

In his blind fury he had pushed her off of him sending her into a bale of hay. This was enough to knock him to his senses and he went to check on her. She was okay, but they were both moreso worried about him. They looked back and saw that the Minotaur had disappeared, but Cyrus knew what he had done. After Daisy went home Cyrus talked to his mother about what happened and what he had been doing all this time. She decided to tell him the truth about his father and how one year he had left a note that would provide Cyrus with all of the answers he needed. All it read was, "Follow the wind." And so Cyrus did so going on a journey to the big city. New York, New York.

Time had passed and Cyrus found himself living as a full time camper at Camp Half-Blood. He decided it was best not to put his small town in anymore danger now that both he and the monsters were aware of who and what he was. He kept in touch with Daisy though and they did date for a bit when he was fifteen, but when they were sixteen they decided the long distance alternate worlds of magic of normalcy wasn't going to really work for them. He still doesn't know how she was able to see through the mist.

Meanwhile unbeknownst to everyone the Minotaur did return to Hutchinson to retrieve what he had sired before returning to the Labyrinth.
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D E M I G O D   I N F O
C A B I N
Cabin 24: Boreas, God of the North Winds

Y E A R S  AT  C A M P
7; Full Time Camper

F A T A L  F L A W
He puts himself on the line before everyone because he believes he can take it. His guilt is also a huge flaw for him whenever he accidentally hurts one of the people he cares about.

W E A K N E S S
His anger is both his strength and his weakness because it leaves him a powerful, yet uncontrollable machine.

R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S
N/A

W E A P O N S
Bone Steel Warhammer

A B I L I T I E S
Aerokinesis:
	As the son of Notus, Cyrus has divine control over the wind. But he uses his differently than most wind users. Like most he uses it for flight or increasing his own relative speed, but he mainly uses it for what he calls Super Breath. It allows him to create gusts of wind, take deep breaths to inhale the wind/air around him, or put out winds at a temperature so low that they'd freeze whatever he targeted. 
Heat Vision:
	As the son of Notus, Cyrus has some control over heat and fire, but not in the way you might think. He can't manipulate flames or even create his own, but he can emit waves of heat from his eyes. He can force an excess amount of heat from his eyes to attempt a "Solar Flare" that allows him to release all the collected heat within his body. This weakens him greatly and puts him on the level of a human for at least 24 hours.
Super Enhanced Physiology:
	As the legacy of Magni, Cyrus has exceptional levels of strength and the durability to match so he wouldn't destroy himself in the process of using his strength. His strength has grown over the years, but it's still not at its peak and wouldn't be so for at least another seventeen years. Rumor has it that he may be as strong as Hercules, but the largest thing he's lifted while mellow was a bus. But if he's ever angry and starts to lose control his strength grows at the same rate of his anger until he calms back down. It's believed he's had mental blockers put in place through deep hypnosis to cap out his normal strength so he wouldn't harm his friends around camp. 
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O T H E R
Has a lot of flannel in various different colors
Occasionally sneaks out and does heroics
Voted most likely to expose the world of demigods and monsters

T H E M E  S O N G

Face Claim: Tom Welling | #ff4d4d


______________________________________	Zeru Troy Williams, Son of Zeus


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Zeru Troy Williams; Zee; Troy; Skylord} _{A G E} _{October 8th, 18} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Male} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Pansexual, but leans more towards women.} _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Atlanta, Georgia} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Black and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _6'2 _Weight: _{175 lbs.} _Hair: _Black _Eyes: _Blue _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _{Earring in his left ear, a giant tattoo of a golden eagle on his back, and a lightning bolt on his right shoulder.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single. In a not so secret relationship with Fiamma} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Aniyah Williams Father: The Almighty Zeus} Demi-Sibling: Ryley Astrape _{L E G A C Y} _Apollo _{P E T S} _{A female golden eagle by the name of Aquila. Sometimes when he sleeps he sees the world through her eyes. He also has a pet venti spirit named Sylph.} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Friends _✔ _Fighting _✔ _Training _✔ _Flying _✔ _Music _✔ _Art _✔ _Reading _✔ _{Video Games} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _Bullies _✘ _{Losing people} _✘ _{Not being strong enough} _✘ _Monsters _✘ _{Cheaters except for Aphrodite} _✘ _Subways ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{⚡ Courageous ⚡ Loyal ⚡ Passionate ⚡ Smart ⚡ Driven ⚡ Protective ⚡ Adventurous ⚡ Leader ⚡ Incredibly Strong-Willed ⚡ Creative Those who don't know Zeru may see him as a meathead who loved to fight potentially more than the children of Ares. But those who do know him know that he's a lot deeper than he appears around camp. He has the body of a warrior, but the heart of an artist. He's kind, caring, and is willing to do anything for the people he cares about. He can also be protective, and sometimes overly so, feeling as if it's his responsibility and in a way it is. He's a natural born leader and knows how to make the best out of people's strengths and weaknesses. When he's not training you'll likely find him in his cabin either reading, writing, or something else to occupy his time and mind. He feels that it should be just as sharp as his weapon and as strong as his body. He also enjoys being out in nature and feels inspired by it sometimes. Even though he has no issue attracting people he's often oblivious to the signs that someone has feelings for him. He has dated around a bit over the years, but he's not a player. If he were to, for example, date a certain daughter of Apollo he'd be completely faithful to her.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{Zeru's story begins like many others. With two people falling in love. Except by a little twist of fate, one of these people happened to be a god. His mother was a pilot in Atlanta working for both Delta and a private airline. It was for the latter that she met him. His presence was elegant and commanding. He enthralled every room he stepped in and when their eyes met it was love at first sight. He approached her and struck a conversation and the rest was history. The two dated for a while, seeing each other whenever their busy schedules allowed them to. Then she discovered she was pregnant. They weren't married, but she was happy. She had known for a while that he wasn't a normal man. He trusted her with the truth and she surprisingly believed him. She considered Zeru her strong little blessing from the sky, hence the names Zeru and Troy, the city that stood strong for ten years. When he was born Zeus spent much less time around them. He had to for multiple reasons that Zeru would later grow up to understand. At the time the Big 3 were still forbidden from having children, but they all seemed to forsake that decision multiple times. Zeru excelled in the regular world as a child. He may have been a bit too hyperactive and had a short attention span, but he never seemed to suffer from the dyslexia that afflicted most demigods. Instead he was able to both read and write at a more advanced level. His mom was gone a lot for work and because of this he started to become more independent early on. He of course had baby sitters, but they were more of a formality than anything. Life was great, but he always felt like he was missing something. It was as if his heart was yearning for something that he couldn't get while at home. Then one day when he was 11 something strange happened. School was almost out for the summer and he was walking home when he was approached by two stray dogs that were oddly close together. He didn't think much of it and reached out to pet them. The two opened their mouths and were about to devour his hand when he was tackled out of the way by a goat man? He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things. Instead his vision was clearer than ever. Those two dogs? Just one big one with two heads. That goat man? Still a goat man and our young Zeru was understandably freaking out. The satyr noticed this and pulled out a reed pipe and played a few notes on it. Zeru instantly found himself calming down and truly taking in everything around him. Once he was calm he started to think. He had met his father a few times, but never as the all-powerful Zeus. He did however tell him that he was Greek and in an effort to feel more connected to him he did some studying at his school library about Greece and learned about their mythology. From what he knew the goat man was a Satyr and this two headed dog wasn't Cerberus, but something else. Then it hit him. It was from a story of one of his favorite demigods, Heracles and his trials. He was able to kill it, but here it was again. This time it wasn't facing a man with the strength of ten. The Satyr played another song on his pipe and the flowers around the giant dog started to grow before entangling around it. The dog struggled against the strengthened flowers, but it wasn't going to hold for long and they did the only thing they could do. They ran. They traveled from Atlanta all the way to New York, but wherever they went that dog was still close on their trail. During the journey he found out more about who he was and his heritage and that this is practically a normal occurrence for those like him. That was another thing. There were a lot of others like him. They were coming up on Half-Blood Hill and it seemed like they were going to make it when their friend finally caught up to them. They knew at this point that in a chase they were going to be caught before they could even move. So instead they decided to face it head on. The satyr told Zeru to stand behind him and pulled a wooden club from his side. It looked heavy, but he was surprisingly holding it well. He charged at the two headed beast, leapt into the air preparing to club it to death, but instead he was swiped to the side and against the tree as if he were nothing more than a fly. Zeru ran towards his new friend and noticed the gashing wound in his stomach. He wasn't going to make it and Zeru felt useless and responsible for this. He looked to the distance he still had before making it to the safe zone and knew that he wasn't going to make it. He felt frustrated. He felt sad. He felt angry and he felt tired. He reached for the club that rested at his friend's side and picked it up. He could tell that it was heavy, but to him it felt like he was holding a simple bat. He turned to the beast and his eyes turned a deep blue. Electricity cackled around him and surged around the normally non-conductive club. "Hey, doggie. Fetch." He dashed forward, launched into the air and prepared to crush both heads under his might. When he awoke he found himself in some infirmary being attended to and fed the most pleasant tasting thing he had the pleasure of tasting. It also had the added benefit of healing him. He couldn't remember anything that happened beyond the Satyr dying in front of him. The pain from that memory lingered and drove him to never want to be weak again. From this day forward he would be the protector, not the protected.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin One - Zeus, King of the Gods} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Seven _{F A T A L F L A W} _{His quite literal fatal flaw is that he'd lay his life on the line to protect the people he cares about.} _{F O R M} _{When angered, usually on behalf of injuries or worse to his friends, an reddish orange field of electricity surrounds his body. It's almost as if the sun itself was fueling him and his anger. This state does leave him significantly drained afterwards.} _{W E A K N E S S} _{Zeru's weakness is that he sometimes feels like he has the weight of the sky on his shoulder. That it's his duty to lead his friends and family and protect them. He also has the aforementioned weakness of his form.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{Cabin Councilor Training Instructor} _{W E A P O N S} _{Zeru possesses an Adamantine Sword named SkySlicer. When it's not used it appears as a normal pendant on his Camp Half-Blood necklace. He presses it and it pops down into his hand. He was gifted this by Zeus and when using it the blade glows blue. The blade has an ability that allows Zeru to imbue it with electricity or air. He also possesses a typical Greek bow. There's nothing special about it whatsoever.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Electrokinesis:} _{When it comes to lightning and electricity Zeru happens to be a prodigy. The ability comes as natural to him as just about any exercise. His older half-brother Jason sought him out one year and helped him develop this ability the most out of the others. Through his training and years of experience he's able to summon powerful bolts of lightning from the sky, generate electricity from his body, and even enhance his own speed. He also seems to be completely immune to electricity, but he hasn't truly tested his limits.} _Atmokinesis: _{Admittedly not his strongest ability Zeru is able to manipulate the weather. He can make it rain, snow or any form of precipitation in a small area or generate a semi-powerful storm. This ability also gives him control over storm venti.} _Aerokinesis: _{Zeru can control, manipulate, and generate air at different levels of pressure, intensity, and force. He can use this ability to send powerful blasts of air, fly, or solidify and create different shapes.} _{Lordship over the Skies:} _{As the son of Zeus, Zeru has divine authority over all birds whether or not they can fly. He can also communicate with them both verbally and telepathically. They all seem to trust and have respect for him. Zeru feels rejuvenated and stronger whenever he's above ground. Even moreso the closer he is to the sun. This is due to him being in the domains of his father and godly brocestor Apollo.} _{Lie Detection:} _{Due to Zeus being the god of oaths(ironic, I know) and Apollo being the god of truth Zeru has developed the ability to detect when people are lying. At first he couldn't turn it off, but over time gained control enough to where he only activates it when he wants to. But regardless of whether it's on or not he's grown quite well at reading people and their different tells to give away their dishonesty. Let's just say he can't wait until he can legally gamble.} _{Heat and Fire Resistance:} _{Although he's not completely immune from the effects of heat and fire due to his Apollo legacy he's able to withstand higher temperatures and most levels of flames.} _{Enhanced Physiology:} _{Demigods are already naturally stronger than normal humans their age and the children of the Big 3 are normally even stronger than that. But the children of Zeus? Strength is in their blood. This is no different with Zeru. He wouldn't put himself on the same level as Heracles, but moreso around his older brother Jason's level when he was his age and it's believed that his strength is still growing. This goes the same for his durability, agility, and reflexes as well. But on top of that his Apollo legacy blessed his sight, voice/words, and his hands creating a balance between the pen and the sword.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Although he doesn't try to be showy with his talents Zeru has a poetic soul and hides a journal of his poetry in the Zeus Cabin. He also can sing, play the piano, saxophone, and electric guitar. The latter he only picked up because of the word electric.} _{He also keeps a stash of grass hidden in a different spot than his journal.} _{Zeru has a pretty big crush on Aphrodite.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Trevor Jackson \| #15B9E7}


______________________________________	Dorian Underwood, Son of Thanatos


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Dorian Underwood; Dori; Kid Death} _{A G E} _{October 31st, 16} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Male} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _Bisexual _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Los Angeles, California} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _{French American} _{E T H N I C I T Y} _Greek ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'10 _Weight: _{150 lbs} _Hair: _{Olive Green} _Eyes: _Hazel _{Body Type:} _Ectomorph _{Body Marks:} _{A skeletal right hand that he usually covers with a leather glove. And a purple butterfly forcibly tattooed on the back of his left hand.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single for now} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Vivian Underwood Father: Thanatos Siblings: TBD} _{L E G A C Y} _N/A _{P E T S} _N/A ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Nature _✔ _Butterflies _✔ _{The dead} _✔ _{The living} _✔ _Sleep _✔ _{The Underworld} _✔ _{The Few Friends he does have} _✔ _{His parents} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _Bullies _✘ _Cigarettes _✘ _{Seeing those he cares about hurt} _✘ _{Loud noises} _✘ _{He likes Apollo, but sometimes there's such a thing as too much sun.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Shy ☠ Loyal ☠ Kind ☠ Smart ☠ Tactical ☠ Supportive Dorian is a bit of recluse. It's partially to his own doing, but also to the doing of others. Even though years have passed people were still wary about those being related to gods of the Underworld. He understood why and never held it against anyone. His dad was Death personified. This isn't to say that he's incapable of making friends. Some have even tried to be friends with him and he allowed them in, but not fully. He still holds secrets from others. He's really kind and does have a sense of humor though most of his jokes are death related. He can laugh at and make jokes that don't deal with death. He loves nature and nature seems to love him as well. He loves butterflies the most and he guesses it has something to do with his dad. They tend to rest on him a lot not fearing the presence of death around him. He finds himself wishing that he had wings just like his father so that he could fly away with them. He's more caring than anything and hates to see people in pain. He constantly wishes that he was a healer like one of the Apollo children, but he wasn't born so lucky. He's also pretty much just like an ordinary teenager. He deals with puberty, coming closer to adulthood, and crushes. Though who really wants to court Death?} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{The love story of Dorian's parents was a weird one, but it was still better than Twilight could ever been. His mother always seemed to have a fascination with death. She was weird like that. While at College she started interning at a morgue and after graduation she became a mortician. One day a man came in claiming to be a detective and was inspecting a body that had been found at a gruesome crime scene. As he looked over the body the two talked and talked for what seemed like hours. They had so much in common and it wasn't hard for her to fall for him. His schedule was weird, but he spent some good time with her. One night they finally had sex in the next week he told her that he was being transferred to New York. She was sad and even wanted to go with him, but he convinced her not to telling her that her destiny was here in Los Angeles. What did he know about destiny? He was know Apollo. Nine months later Dorian popped out. His mother found joy in naming him after the guy who used a painting to cheat death. His life was seemingly normal for most of it. Monsters didn't seem to bother him as much as they bothered other demigod children. They may toy with a child of Hades, but who would want to mess with the first child of Death? No one knew what he might have been capable of. Everything changed on his twelve birthday. His right hand became bony. He learned all too soon about his decay ability while playing on the playground. Fortunately he didn't learn about it by using it on a human child. He touched one of the chains on the swing and it started to rust and decay. He quickly ran home after that and told his mother. She was surprised about his abilities and urged him to hide it. She didn't know what people would think about him if they found out. When the summer started he was brought to Camp Half-Blood by a satyr and started to understand more about himself and why he was so different from others. Things took a turn for the worse when he found out who his godly parent was. Most people stayed away from him and he became the outcast in a group of societal outcasts. He was the only child of Thanatos so he slept in his cabin alone. That changed when he learned about his ability to travel to the underworld. Whenever he went to sleep he'd slip into the Underworld to sleep among the dead. He found himself at peace down there. One year later he met his father down there when he was about to go to sleep and instead of sleeping that night they talked and he even followed him on his soul picking errands. He told him why he was so special, but he wasn't buying it. Being the only child of someone didn't exactly make you more special than the other demigods. When the sun was about to come up he was given his sword "Reaper". He was more than glad that he wasn't given a scythe. If he did he might as well had put on a cloak and gained the rest of the skeletal look. From then on he continued to train with his powers and his sword to make something of himself. Not the uncontrollable child of death, but as Dorian Underwood. Now he's heading to camp once again with a slightly better attitude.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin Eighteen, Thanatos God of Peaceful Death} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Four _{W E A K N E S S} _{Dorian is more frail than your average demigod, but where he lacks in brawn he makes up for it in his unconventional skill.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _N/A _{W E A P O N S} _{He wields a sword named Reaper that has two forms. One of celestial bronze and the other of stygian iron. He tries to only use the stygian side on monsters as he'd hate to cause unnecessary torture and grief to those he wounds.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Peaceful Passage/Death Decay:} _{His bone hand gives him two different abilities. He has since gained control over them, but still prefers to hide his hand with a leather glove. The first ability that his hand gives him is the power to ease the passage of someone dying. To do so he has to touch them with his bone hand and say a prayer. He only uses this if they're in intense pain from whatever it is that caused their death or is causing their death. The pain "removes" itself from their body, but the wounds stay. The second ability his hand gives him is the power to cause decay on anything or anyone that he touches with it. Of course now that he has control of it he can touch anyone he wants with his hand without causing them to decay. The decay starts where he touches them and doesn't spread if his hand is removed from the body or object. The longer he has his hand on said object or person the more and faster they'd decay. It's dangerous to use in battle due to how fast paced fighting is.} _{Death Drive:} _{This is another power that he was given from his godly father. This power seemed to be a counter of his skill with easing people with his words. This Death Drive is a literal representation of the psychological study by Sigmund Freud. He has an invisible aura that appears in the battle field that makes others around him more reckless and self-destructive in battle. For the first two years he had at camp he couldn't control it, but then he was able to focus the aura so that it only affects his enemies or none at all. He mostly uses this against monsters.} _{Underworld Passage/Shadow Travel:} _{As a child of Death he's able to pass freely between the living world and the undead by creating a "door" for him to walk or seep through. As of yet he still hasn't learned how to bring anyone that isn't dead with him. Unlike children of Hades he doesn't have full control over shadows, but he is able to travel through them and bring others, but at the cost of a lot of his energy.} _Necromancy: _{As a child of Death he also has a connection to the dead. He can summon about ten normal skeletons, but only 3 warrior ones. He can also speak with the dead telepathically as well as sense death and life auras.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Dorian seems to have a calming ability when it comes to speaking to allies before battle. When he speaks to them it seems as if he removes their fears or worries for the time being, making them ready for battle.} _{He's also a surprisingly skilled swordsman, picking it up rather naturally when he got to camp.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Timothee Chalamet \| #B7B7B7}


______________________________________	Alina Kim, Daughter of Iris


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Alina Leora Kim} _{A G E} _{February 22, 19} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Female} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _{Pansexual. Hello Rainbow} _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Honolulu, Hawaii} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Black, Korean, and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'7 _Weight: _{155 lbs} _Hair: _{Whatever color she wants it to be.} _Eyes: _Hazel _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _{Crescent Moon tatoo behind her left her.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _Single _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Goddess Iris Father: Michael Kim} _{L E G A C Y} _{Isis; and because of this Alina is sometimes considered cold and calculating. Her connection to Isis also gives her access to magic and the knowledge of Divine Words.} _{P E T S} _{She has a brown Pegasus with green hair gifted to her by her mother named Urian} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Herself _✔ _{Camp; she'll never admit it but she considers this place home.} _✔ _{Candy or any kind of sweet. Is known to take candy bribes.} _✔ _Nature _✔ _Naps _✔ _Music _✔ _Reading _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{Loud noises and people.} _✘ _{Swimming. She's an excellent swimmer. She just doesn't like getting herself and her hair wet.} _✘ _{Anyone that would dare hurt the people she cares about.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Smart ♦ Sarcastic ♦ Loyal ♦ Fun ♦ Protective ♦ Lazy ♦ Ambivert ♦ Strong-Willed Alina is what you would imagine a cat would be if they were human. She comes off as lazy and selfish, but genuinely does care about others. She just puts her own interests before anyone else's. But when her family is in actual need she's willing to drop everything to help them. She considers the others at camp her family. She's normally very calm, but is quick to be annoyed. You don't want her to get angry. Hulk and Talon are nothing compared to her if you push her that far.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Seventeen - Iris, Goddess of Rainbows} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Seven _{F A T A L F L A W} _{Even though she swears she looks out for number one she's actually a big softie and will put her life on the line for her family.} _{F O R M} _{When pushing herself or using more of Isis' influence Alina forms green-ish blue fairy-esque wings on her back. It gives her the ability to fly as well as increasing the power of her magic.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{Cabin Councilor} _{W E A P O N S} _{A celestial bronze Egyptian Dagger named Tear of the Nile} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Photokinesis:} _{Alina has the ability to manipulate and produce light. With this she can create light constructs, beams, and form rainbows. She can also cast illusions by manipulating light and enhance them with her magic.} _{Mystiokinesis:} _{Alina has the ability to cast and manipulate magic. She sometimes uses it in tandem with her Photokinesis.} _{Divine Words:} _{Alina has knowledge of every Divine Word and has the ability to use them. However she can only use three Divine Words a day. Any attempt to use more would drain her life force.} _Polyglot: _{Although she only learned how to read, write, and speak in Greek, Korean, Hawaiin, and English she has the unnatural ability to understand and speak any language she hears or sees.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Alina is an excellent artist, but doesn't actively practice it. However she does like to draw or paint something significant that happened at camp that summer or year.} _{She has a wand that she sometimes uses for spells. She enjoys the theatrics of it.} She's always seen with a sizable key around her neck. Very few are actually aware of what the key is for. _{She's just flipping awesome.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Tati Gabrielle \| #E137E3}


______________________________________	Seraphina Oriane Williams, Daughter of Hecate


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Seraphina Oriane Williams; Sera; Ori; Lady Hellfire} _{A G E} _{January 11th, 17} _{G E N D E R} _{cis Female} _{S E X U A L I T Y} _Bisexual _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Bronx County New York, New York} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Black and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _5'9 _Weight: _{134 lbs.} _Hair: _Black _Eyes: _Purple _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _{She has a tattoo of the Sun and Moon interlocked like Yin and Yang on her left shoulder blade.} ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Single Crushes: Jacob Griesheim Beauregard Garcia Kepano Ka'aukai Imani Du Bailey Anzu Ito Octavia Arellano(For the last two: She loves girls who could hand her, her ass in a fight)} _{F A M I L Y} _{Father: Cyrus Williams Mother: Hecate Siblings: TBD Cousin: Zeru Williams} _{L E G A C Y} _Apollo _{P E T S} _{Sera has a pet Raven named Mr. Poe. She can use her magic to transform him into other animals or creatures with an hour limit.} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _{Her family} _✔ _{Her friends} _✔ _{Fire. She's a little pyro.} _✔ _{Any kind of rock/rock and roll music.} _✔ _Anime _✔ _Comics _✔ _Cartoons _✔ _Fighting _✔ _{Shows about magic} _✔ _{FOOD. She's looking at you, Kep.} _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{Annoying people} _✘ _{Fake people} _✘ _Beef _✘ _Losing _✘ _{Stupid questions.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Loyal 🔥 Brave 🔥 Funny 🔥 Potentially psychotic 🔥 Caring 🔥 Smart 🔥 Tough 🔥 Snarky Seraphina is the camp's resident firecracker and not just because of her ability to manipulate flames. She's bold, often sassy, free spirited and just full of explosive energy. She's also probably one of the nicest people you'd ever meet unless you give her a reason not to like you. Then she'd be open with her disdain. She's always looking out for her girls or anyone else she's close to. She's always looking for a good fight, often being spoiled in training by her cousin and his half-sister. Although people trust her and for some reason come to her with their problems she's not one to really open up to others. Except for Fiamma who seemed to have broken through the fortress she put around her own feelings.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{One day a pair of twins was born. A boy and a girl. Those two children would one day grow to meet a god and a goddess. One with thunderous power and the other wielding dark, enchanting magic. Through their short, but powerful romances two kids were born. Cousins of unyielding power. But this story isn't about a family. It's about the fiery daughter of a sorceress. When she was born her dad decided it would be best to raise her away from her cousin. Their parents knew that two demigods with that kind of lineage in such proximity to each other would prove dangerous for them both even before it was their time. So while Zeru was raised in Atlanta, Seraphina was raised in New York. This way she would be closer to the camp and closer to her mother whenever she found herself in the Big Apple. This allowed Sera to have some relationship with her mother growing up, but she honestly didn't like that they didn't feel like a family. She was always coming and going and eventually she wasn't even sure if she needed Hecate in her life. Her and her dad were really doing just fine on their own. Despite their decision to raise them separately the Williams twins decided that the cousins should at least know each other and bond because the day might come up when they'd need each other. So almost every summer or major holiday the two single parent families spent time together. That was until seven years ago when Zeru was first introduced to magical world of demigods. While Zeru was already facing the true dangers of the world Sera was still living safely in blissful ignorance, but her father knew it wouldn't last long. So that summer Cyrus decided to tell her the truth about who she was and her mother. Sera took the news better than he expected. Sera realized this was the reason that her mother wasn't around and it wasn't like she completely forgave her for it, but she understood. She had always known she was different herself. She never got hot and there were times she should have gotten burned, but never did. For the next two years Seraphina decided to discover who she really was and what she was capable of. She convinced her dad to let her visit her cousin that Christmas and there she was told of Camp Half-Blood and all the things he went through that summer, including what led him there. She promised him that she'd protect him from any monster. He laughed and told her she'd have to become stronger than him first and she took that as a challenge. So from that day forward she's worked herself to be stronger than everyone, even Zeru. Whether she'll reach such latitudes is yet to be seen.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin Sixteen - Hecate, Goddess of Magic} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _Five _{F A T A L F L A W} _{Her overconfidence can prove to be her greatest downfall. When you've been blessed with power and regularly train with the best you start to feel like you're the best. This is exceptionally true in Sera's case as she believes no weapon, monster, or being can prosper against her.} _{W E A K N E S S} _{Overuse of her magic can drain her, but it's why she also doesn't rely on it as much as her own strength.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _{Self Titled Peacekeeper of the Camp} _{W E A P O N S} _{Originally a normal metal chain, Sera enhanced it with her magic making it more durable, has the ability to extend to a certain length, and can withstand the temperatures of her flames. She can use it as a normal chained weapon or she can imbue it with her flames for devastating results. She got the idea from watching Ghost Rider. She also has a bow and a quiver of arrows. Most are tipped with arrowheads, but a few are not.} _{A B I L I T I E S} _{Mystiokinesis:} _{Sera has a natural understanding of magic and is able to cast and manipulate it. She's well versed in Transformation Magic, Telekinesis, Healing Magic, and Enchantment Magic.} _Pyrokinesis: _{Seraphina has the ability to conjure and manipulate uniquely colored purple flames. Their color apparently isn't just for show as she has noted that her flames are stronger and hotter than any flame she's personally faced, but she has yet to prove that against the camp's resident blacksmith. She isn't able to manipulate fire that isn't her own and she seems to be immune to the effects of heat and flames.} _{Umbrakinesis:} _{Like her mother and many children of the Underworld, Sera is able to manipulate shadows. Her control over them isn't completely vast, but she's rather capable with them and has her own ways of using them in combat. She can shadow travel, but taking others over large distances does drain her.} _{Soul Retrieval:} _{Not complete Necromancy, but Sera has the ability to temporarily retrieve the souls of the dead so she could talk to them or them talk to her. The longer they've been dead the less time their souls have under her control before they must return. She doesn't usually keep them around, normally asking them a question and then sending them back on their merry way. It works better if she's presently with the body, otherwise they just appear as a ghost in front of her.} _{Minor Telepathy:} _{An ability she contributes to her magical nature she is able to communicate with others via telepathy. She can't read minds or control others, but she can create a psychic link so they could communicate back and forth. She keeps a constant link with her pet raven so they can know when the other is in distress.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Her favorite characters are Azula from AtLA, Dabi from My Hero Academia, Ember McClain from Danny Phantom, Maleficent and Ghost Rider.} _{She's fluent in English, Greek, Latin, and French.} _{She's currently forcing Alina to teach her sign language so she could impress Jacob.} _{She has the singing voice of a rock angel and can play the guitar.} _{She has an exact replica of Ember McClain's guitar.} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Lovie Simone \| #AA3EAF}


______________________________________	Cyrus Ray Starr, Son of Notus


___________________________________ _{N A M E} _{Cyrus Ray Starr, Smallville, Superboy, The Incredible Hunk} _{A G E} _{February 29th, 18} _{G E N D E R} _cisMale _{S E X U A L I T Y} _Heterosexual _{P L A C E O F O R I G I N} _{Hutchinson, Kansas} _{N A T I O N A L I T Y} _American _{E T H N I C I T Y} _{Caucasian and Greek} ___________________________________ _{A P P E R A N C E} _Height: _6'3 _Weight: _{222 lbs} _Hair: _Brown _Eyes: _{Blue; Red when using Heat Vision} _{Body Type:} _Mesomorph _{Body Marks:} _None ___________________________________ _{R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S} _{Current: Octavia Arellano Ex: Daisy Lane (Human) Crushes:} _{F A M I L Y} _{Mother: Stephanie Starr} _{L E G A C Y} _{Magni, Norse God of Strength} _{P E T S} _{White Swiss Shepherd named Krypto} ___________________________________	____________________________________________________________________________ _{L I K E S} _✔ _Comics _✔ _Nature _✔ _Animals _✔ _Farming _✔ _Fighting _✔ _Training _✔ _{Helping people} _✔ _Flannel _{D I S L I K E S} _✘ _{Losing control} _✘ _Bullies _✘ _Monsters _✘ _{People that hurt his friends} _✘ _Anger _✘ _Insects ____________________________________________________________________________ _{P E R S O N A L I T Y} _{Kind ☼ Loyal ☼ Smartish ☼ Temperamental ☼ Protective ☼ Heroic ☼ Badass ☼ Goofy By day Cyrus Starr is likely the best man you'd ever come across. A kind gentleman that looks out for others and puts everyone before himself. He treats everyone with love and looks out for the little guy. But when he sees you picking on the little guy or hurting someone he cares about? The monster comes out. He doesn't turn into a literal monster like Mr. Hyde or the Hulk. Instead he's just someone that sees red and sometimes will have a hard time distinguishing between friend or foe if his anger gets pushed far enough. This normally isn't an issue inside camp except for when things get a little too intense during their war games or "sparring" sessions. But for the most part he is able to reel himself in and even moreso with the help of others before it gets too bad. Cyrus is a vegetarian and a huge fan of comics. Even before he knew his origins he knew there was something special about him. He was a lot stronger than the average kids and learned to control that part of his abilities early. He turned to comics to explain what was happening to him and found a kindred spirit in Superman, including the fact that he was from Kansas. Was he an adopted alien from another planet? He did feel stronger during the summer and he didn't have a father. At least not one that he knew of. So he found father figures in his comics, TV shows, and people around his small town of Hutchinson modeling his personality after theirs.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{B I O G R A P H Y} _{One day in the early Fall the god of wind Notus came to Kansas to destroy some crops. It was the one thing he was looking forward to because he absolutely hated Kansas. It was a stupid state and deserved a lot worse than some destroyed crops. But this time he decided to actually look around in one of their towns before he ravaged through them with his furious winds. There he met an exceptional young woman named Stephanie Starr. She was the daughter of a farmer, but he could tell just by looking at her that she was meant for so much more. So he decided to get to know her and for a while he was distracted from his original task. He didn't care. He had found Stephanie. He found love. It was a rare feeling for him, but he enjoyed it. When he had to leave he left her pregnant and left her father's crop field untouched by his furious winds. The rest of Kansas still deserved his fury. That was the last time they were together. He knew he wasn't father or husband material. He was a god, a Titan of power. He had responsibilities. He had no time to play house with humans. Or so he told himself so he wouldn't get attached and let his feelings get the better of him. Despite this he did watch over them and every year he would leave her crops untouched. Stephanie eventually took over her faher's farm giving up on any dreams she had so that she could care for her son and keep the secrets of his origins safe. But young Cyrus had other plans. He loved animals and he loved the farm, but he knew he was meant to be more than a farmhand. He had a glorious purpose. Maybe it was to be the world's first superhero. Cyrus grew up helping people around his town and keeping them out of danger. They chalked it up to miracles having never actually seen their speedy savior. But one young citizen wasn't convinced. When Cyrus was ten his best friend Daisy Lane had been investigating these so called miracles and found that her case lead her to none other than the mysterious farmboy that she had grown up with. She promised not tell his secret, but she wanted to help him on his adventures. Neither of them knew the truth about why he had powers when no one else did, but they didn't care. They were kids having fun and playing hero. When Cyrus was eleven things suddenly changed. The problem with being a demigod child using your powers all willy-nilly? You'd attract a lot of monsters and creatures that want to eat you dead or alive. One such monster? The Minotaur. Daisy and Cyrus were playing at his farm when they noticed a very large bull breeding with one of his cows. Cyrus went to scare it off when he noticed that it wasn't an ordinary bull. He had heard of this thing before in one of his comics about greek mythology. It was the Minotaur, it was real and for some reason it was on his farm. Cyrus told Daisy to run, but she stood momentarily paralyzed. Up until now they were doing small heroics and nothing that would actually put them in danger. But here now she was seeing an actual monster. And she was scared. The Minotaur smelled her fear and stepped away from the cow before picking up its discarded axe off the ground. He charged towards Daisy ready to swing on her with his axe, but was stopped by Cyrus jumping between them and releasing a beam of heat from his eyes. The Minotaur was surprised, but blocked the blast with his axe and smirked as it did nothing, but heat it up and turn it red. Cyrus took the moment to charge at the beast and they came to blows. He couldn't let Daisy get hurt. He couldn't. This constant thought invoked a feeling that he rarely felt. Anger. He felt himself getting stronger as he knocked the axe out of the Minotaur's hand and delivered a devastating punch to his stomach. That was all the opening he needed. He started pummeling the Minotaur relentlessly. How dare he put his best friend in danger? How dare he!? Daisy had come to her senses to watch her friend mercilessly beat down on someone who was no longer fighting. This wasn't the hero she knew or that he aspired to be and she did the only thing she could think to do to stop him. She ran up and hugged him from behind while yelling, "Enough!" In his blind fury he had pushed her off of him sending her into a bale of hay. This was enough to knock him to his senses and he went to check on her. She was okay, but they were both moreso worried about him. They looked back and saw that the Minotaur had disappeared, but Cyrus knew what he had done. After Daisy went home Cyrus talked to his mother about what happened and what he had been doing all this time. She decided to tell him the truth about his father and how one year he had left a note that would provide Cyrus with all of the answers he needed. All it read was, "Follow the wind." And so Cyrus did so going on a journey to the big city. New York, New York. Time had passed and Cyrus found himself living as a full time camper at Camp Half-Blood. He decided it was best not to put his small town in anymore danger now that both he and the monsters were aware of who and what he was. He kept in touch with Daisy though and they did date for a bit when he was fifteen, but when they were sixteen they decided the long distance alternate worlds of magic of normalcy wasn't going to really work for them. He still doesn't know how she was able to see through the mist. Meanwhile unbeknownst to everyone the Minotaur did return to Hutchinson to retrieve what he had sired before returning to the Labyrinth.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{D E M I G O D I N F O} _{C A B I N} _{Cabin 24: Boreas, God of the North Winds} _{Y E A R S AT C A M P} _{7; Full Time Camper} _{F A T A L F L A W} _{He puts himself on the line before everyone because he believes he can take it. His guilt is also a huge flaw for him whenever he accidentally hurts one of the people he cares about.} _{W E A K N E S S} _{His anger is both his strength and his weakness because it leaves him a powerful, yet uncontrollable machine.} _{R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S} _N/A _{W E A P O N S} _{Bone Steel Warhammer} _{A B I L I T I E S} _Aerokinesis: _{As the son of Notus, Cyrus has divine control over the wind. But he uses his differently than most wind users. Like most he uses it for flight or increasing his own relative speed, but he mainly uses it for what he calls Super Breath. It allows him to create gusts of wind, take deep breaths to inhale the wind/air around him, or put out winds at a temperature so low that they'd freeze whatever he targeted.} _{Heat Vision:} _{As the son of Notus, Cyrus has some control over heat and fire, but not in the way you might think. He can't manipulate flames or even create his own, but he can emit waves of heat from his eyes. He can force an excess amount of heat from his eyes to attempt a "Solar Flare" that allows him to release all the collected heat within his body. This weakens him greatly and puts him on the level of a human for at least 24 hours.} _{Super Enhanced Physiology:} _{As the legacy of Magni, Cyrus has exceptional levels of strength and the durability to match so he wouldn't destroy himself in the process of using his strength. His strength has grown over the years, but it's still not at its peak and wouldn't be so for at least another seventeen years. Rumor has it that he may be as strong as Hercules, but the largest thing he's lifted while mellow was a bus. But if he's ever angry and starts to lose control his strength grows at the same rate of his anger until he calms back down. It's believed he's had mental blockers put in place through deep hypnosis to cap out his normal strength so he wouldn't harm his friends around camp.} ____________________________________________________________________________ _{O T H E R} _{Has a lot of flannel in various different colors} _{Occasionally sneaks out and does heroics} _{Voted most likely to expose the world of demigods and monsters} _{T H E M E S O N G} _{Face Claim: Tom Welling \| #ff4d4d}

In Delbrook Academy High School → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Location: Delbrook Festival (High Striker)
Interactions: My Knight in Shining Swim Trunks @metanoia

Ali's time at the festival was quickly turning into an amazing one. If all it took to have a great day was get hit by a volleyball she might start all her mornings off like that. But hopefully she wouldn't need to. She felt like this was a sign that this year was going to be spectacular after all. She did feel a little bad however for ignoring Malu's texts, but she'd make it up to her later. A back to school sleepover would be nice. She'd even dedicate all of her time to her tonight and not her new boyfriend.

She drew her attention back to the boy in question and smiled at him as he gave her a "lesson" on how to swing the High Striker's hammer. She actually already knew how to win and had done so a few times at Six Flags. She just liked the time she was spending with Kyle and she really liked looking at his butt so she feigned being a novice. But once he handed the hammer back to her it was time to get serious. She stepped forward and sighed. She placed the head of the hammer into the ground and let the pole rest on her leg. Ali patted at the side of her jeans to dry her hands off and smacked them together a couple of times before reaching back down to grab the pole of the hammer. She made sure that her grip was firm before lifting it and inhaling deeply until she could feel it in the pit of her core. She started to exhale the moment she began bringing the hammer down from the sky above her crashing it down into the platform below. The sound of a bell being rung could be heard before Ali turned to Kyle. "Like that?" She said with a deceivably innocent smile.

In Delbrook Academy High School → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Location: Freedom Festival; Bleachers
Interactions: Kaylen @Pyxis
Outfit: ∞

Cassian had found carrying two plates full of funnel cake through a festival full of teenagers and teachers wasn't as easy as he had hoped it would have been. He initially had been maneuvering through the crowd as if he were avoiding laser trap wires to get to the locked safe at the end of a large room. When he grew tired of fighting for the life of him and his funnel cake he decided to move to the edge where the bleachers were. When he got there he took a sigh of relief of no longer having to deal with the thought of dropping this sugar covered batch of deliciousness.

His momentary bask of glory was interrupted by the faint sound of what sounded like someone crying. He looked around and then up at the bleachers to see a few students scattered throughout. His eyes scanned until they found the source of the sound. He recognized who she was, but he didn't really know her, but he did recognize that she was in his homeroom and that she was currently crying. Anything besides that didn't matter right now. "Nat'll have to wait a bit." He marched up the bleachers providing enough sound on his way up so that he wouldn't completely startle her on approach. When he got closer he noticed pieces of cake on her shirt, but couldn't exactly place his finger on what kind. He looked down at his funnel cake and back at her stain and then back at his funnel cake. He knew exactly what he needed to do.

Once Cassian was close enough he stopped and reached out the hand that held his own plate. "Yo, want some funnel cake?" He didn't need to ask her what was wrong and he really doubted she wanted to tell him in the first place. He just knew it was hard to shed tears when you were stuffing your mouth with an olive branch as delicious as this.

In Delbrook Academy High School → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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Interactions:With each other || A Collaboration between @metanoia & @King Kindred

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Something should have told Kyle that this was wrong. Hell, he should’ve known that as soon as he had kept sneaking glances at Ali. Why was it the person he found himself most attracted to seemed to be the most dangerous for him?

Truth be told, even if she wasn’t the younger sister of one of his closest friends, seeing her getting way too personal with a speeding volleyball wouldn’t have changed anything. At his core, Kyle is a good person and he would have rushed to anyone’s side. It didn’t matter on their gender or what their relation to his friends were. At the end of it, he would make sure if he could do anything to help.

"I think I am now, thanks--”

With a sigh of relief, Kyle was going to make the transition to find his boys, but just as he was about to turn, he felt a particular tug on his arm. It wasn’t much, but just the fact that her hand was touching his, Kyle froze almost instantaneously and he begrudgingly turned his head back around to see Ali’s brown eyes pleading-face emoji his heart to shreds. 

“But uh... hey, can we go somewhere and talk?”

He stuttered for a few seconds and then said… “I should really go. I think Soy and the otters are waiting--”

And there were those brown eyes that made it nearly impossible for him to say no. Even after she had made it clear as she was cute -- stop that! -- Kyle went along with it.

He stared back longingly at the fun that everyone was having and part of him was jealous, but God, Kyle was weak. Cute girls were his kryptonite and right now, Ali Bishop might as well be the Lex Luthor in this equation. Only she wasn’t a bald middle-aged man and had his full, undivided attention. And she was way cuter than Lex ever was. Like unreasonably cuter.

Before they ventured away to a somewhat isolated part of the lacrosse field, Kyle looked at her. “Hey, uh...lemme hold your bag for you. I mean..you know, after what just happened, the extra weight can’t be good for you right now, right?” He laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head.

To say that Ali was a mixed bag of emotions was a severe understatement. She was alone with a boy and not just any boy. The boy she had been crushing on for as long as she laid eyes on him and despite how nervous and happy that made her she was sad too. Because part of her felt like he really didn’t feel the same way about her that she felt about him. She practically had to force him with her infamous puppy dog pout.

But when Kyle asked to carry her bag a glimmer of hope surfaced inside her heart. She didn’t think she had a concussion or anything like that, but it was nice of him to consider the possibility. “Uh, right.” She responded nervously before removing the strap of her bag from her arm and handing it to him. Once it was safely in his hands she paced in her mind wondering what exactly was she going to say to him before her mouth opened before her mind could complete the thought process and she blurted out the most forward thing she didn’t think of. “Why don’t you like me?”

She covered her mouth just as quickly as she said it. She couldn’t believe she just said that. She wanted to bury herself right there on school grounds, die, become a lonely ghost and haunt the school wandering the halls searching for her heart and the common sense that should’ve stopped her.

Immediately, Kyle’s entire body froze mid-step, a rather sharp “what!?” leaving his lips as looked at Ali, who had her hands over her mouth. And by mid-step, he was literally frozen: his legs were in front of each other with the left in front and the right in back, it was stepping off of his back one so the toes were on the ground. “What do you mean?” He found himself asking her. Paralysis persisted and Kyle searched Ali’s face for an answer. He had something of an idea of what she meant and speaking truthfully would be a terrible thing for his own health, so play the safe card.

Well, as safe as he could be in a situation where he was alone with Cass’ younger sister. 

“Of course, I like you,” he said as he turned around. He smiled at her in the way he always did when it came to her...when he was around Cass. A few seconds later, he realized he needed to clarify. “--I mean, you’re one of my best friend’s sister. How could I not like you? I mean, you’re a rad chick, Ali.” Yeah, that’s much better. Totally.

Ali truly couldn't believe her ears and didn't want to. Kyle's words hit her like multiple arrows to the heart. She was a "rad chick" and only saw her as an extension of her brother. She thought this year would be different and that she'd start making her own mark but the one guy she liked only saw her as Cassian's sister.

Ali slowly dropped her hands from her mouth and had a rather stern look on her face to hide her inner wounds. "That's not what I meant. Every time I look at you or try to get your attention it feels like you're purposely avoiding me and I don't know what I did wrong. To make matters worse I like you. Like really like you. So it's confusing and it hurts."

She couldn't believe she just said all of that out loud, but at this point she really didn't care. Today was already so terrible that admitting to Kyle that she liked him couldn't make it any worse. She wasn't going to let the rest of the year go by without expressing how she felt.

Hearing what she said was difficult for Kyle to process. Not because it was shocking...okay, yeah it was a bit of that, but mostly Kyle was having trouble giving her an apt response because, on some level, he was afraid of saying anything. Truth of the matter was that she nailed it right on the head. He was avoiding her and he felt guilty because she didn’t do anything wrong. Lord knew that, if anything, he was in the wrong for having whatever feelings he was experiencing for her. He knew Cass would beat him up or make him eat spicier food than usual. Honestly, he didn’t know which was worse.

“Ali…” He opened his mouth and then closed it. How could he quell her mind, or in this case heart, without crossing any lines. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause you pain. And..” Don’t say it man. Don’t.. “Cass would kill me. I..can’t..”

"Cassie literally can't kill you. It's illegal." Ali retorted. She sighed trying to figure out what to say next. Her emotions had carried her this far but she still couldn't overcome the obstacle that seemed to be her brother. "I know you and my brother are really close but so am I and your sister. But that still doesn't change how I feel. If you tell me you don't feel the same way I'll leave it alone and we'll just be friends because I know you wouldn't lie to me."

It was a bold move but Ali had bet her all on this. She hoped he felt the same way about her and she hoped he wouldn't lie to her, at least not to her face. That wasn't the guy she fell for. She knew it wasn't. So he either liked her or he didn't. She'd find out now.

Damn it. 

Sometimes Kyle hated being that good person that his parents raised him to be. It wasn’t always like this because, usually, he never found himself in a situation where that made him feel so guilty. Ali was right that he wouldn't lie to her. He was always honest with her. 

At least until now. And it was killing him. He didn't lie often and the guilt of knowing he had a chance to tell Ali the truth and wouldn't might as well be a worse hypothetical than the not-so-hypothetical scenario where Cass would do his worst to him

After several moments of remaining silent, Kyle looked at Ali with a tense gaze. "Fine…" Kyle said, biting his lip in a rare fashion. "You didn't do anything wrong, Ali. The person who is in the wrong is me. I am betraying Cass because his sister is one of the raddest chicks I've ever met. She's smart -- way smarter than I could dream of being. She's sweet and totally bitchin in the way that's endearing. And today, during homeroom, it took everything in me to not stare at how hot she looks in her outfit today." Kyle felt his internal body temperature go way up and his heart was trying to experience the outside life for the first time. 

If Ali had still been holding her bag she would've dropped it. Her cheeks flushed bright red in response to his words. She couldn't believe that THE Skylar "Kyle" Vass found her hot! She pinched herself to make sure this wasn't all just some dream she had while she was still laying unconscious from her volleyball accident. Ouch. Okay, not dreaming.

"You… you really mean all of that?" She stuttered. It was admittedly a dumb question. Of course he meant it. He just said it. Don't give him a reason to take it all back.

There was a long moment of silence, all of which was spent by Kyle looking at Ali. He smiled at her and he wanted to do something that wouldn’t be crossing any lines, but maybe they were past that as it was. “Fuck it..” He muttered to himself and he took her hand. God, he knew this was a mistake, but as he looked down at her (due to their obvious height difference), Kyle brushed his hair out of his face with his free hand (the same one that had her bag over his shoulder). As he stroked her hand, he felt every part of his body react in a way that built internal tension. 

“I meant every word.” His voice was a little shaky but he stood firm. He didn’t know what else to say, though. He had a long list of things he could, but none of them made it out. All he could do was gaze into her eyes and resist the urge to kiss her right here and now.

The long silence after her question was a bit unnerving, but she and her nerves were placated by Kyle's smile and the touch of his hand. Ali’s heart started beating rapidly in her chest causing her body to heat up around it. She could get lost in his eyes forever if she could but at this moment she didn't need to. She could tell what they both wanted was something else and Kyle may have been too much of a gentleman to steal what he wanted so it was her job to do it instead.

With her free hand Ali reached for and tugged on the collar of his shirt. She then stood up on her tippy toes and brought her lips up to connect with his. In that moment she had forgotten all that had happened today, including the volleyball that her forehead surely remembered. All that mattered was this one kiss. Their first kiss.

And it was...totally rad! Everything in Kyle's body came alive. No amount of a surfing-induced adrenaline rush nor a hot wing eating contest with the boys sent Kyle to the moon and back as it did when he felt her lips on his. It was dangerous and one wrong move could wipe him out, but something about this felt absolutely right. Like French fries dipped in a vanilla milkshake. Like pineapple on pizza.

As Kyle wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up with relative ease, the kiss broke but the euphoric and electric energy it created didn't. He smiled wide at her, his heart beating and wanting to see their faces for itself. "Ali, that was...incredible!" He had no other word but that and he half spun her around and lightly pressed her  back against a wall of a building nearby, slowly letting her back on her feet.

Ali found herself giggling with glee when Kyle lifted her up and broke their kiss. She felt almost weightless in his arms and truly couldn't find herself being happier than she was in this very moment. When he put her back down against the wall she gave a confirming nod before moving strands of her hair from out in front of her face. "It was the raddest. Now come here." She said before pulling him closer once again for another passionate embrace of their lips.


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In ♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted) → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Dorian Underwood

Location(s): The Big House - Camp Half Blood; New York

Interacting With: Everyone in the Big House; Pierre @MarshiestMallow

I swear I was kidding.

Just as Dorian jokingly asked if there were anymore surprise claimings and Mr. D shooed them out of the door he heard the loud sound of thunder. He knew it wasn't Zeru since he was off getting ready for Erin's quest and unless Levina somehow found out she was replaced on the quest it wasn't her. As everyone crowded over to the door and noticed the screaming blonde with a bolt of lightning over her head Dorian just wanted to get through and get back to his cabin so he could finish packing. But he knew that with his frail frame against these warrior demichildren he stood no chance of forcing his way through. So he did the only thing he could do. He used the shadows.

Dorian attached himself to the shadow of one of the many quest-goers in front of him. Someone would likely feel a slight chill down their spine as if the grim reaper had attached himself to them. It would only be temporary as he would move on just as quickly. If anyone looked down they'd see a moving shadow scurrying across the camp ground. It stopped in front of Ryley for a moment and wait was that a huntress? The inquisitive shadow was curious about what was going on with camp today, but instead of stopping it decided to continue on its way taking a turn and heading towards the cabins.

Dorian's shadow made its way to the cabins and was closing in on the Thanatos Cabin fast when it screeched to a stop and pulled a quick reverse before stopping once again in the Morpheus Cabin. Dorian had remembered at the very last second that Pierre was supposed to be going with his quest group to Atlanta. The pale and slim young man rose from the ground like a shadow vampire and walked to the door giving it a good knock. Of course a vampire has to be let in.

"Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?"

Cyrus Ray Starr

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Location: Edge of the Forest; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
Interacting With: Octavia Ramírez-Arellano @Vicier

Cyrus could tell that Octavia wasn't entirely convinced of his suggestions, but he hoped the two siblings would be able to find some common ground. He had seen what it was like for demigods to continue to bottle up their feelings. It either led to them hurting the ones they cared about or getting themselves killed out on a quest because they couldn't stay out of their own heads. Though the likelihood of that happening for a child of Ares was slimmer as their anger tended to fuel them in battle, but it was still rather costly. He wished he could personally do more for her and Talon and maybe he could. Maybe the how to the equation will come to him later.

His thoughts left him the moment Octavia placed her head on his shoulder. He was meant to calm her, but her touch had a way of doing that for him. He was a guy that was always racing off into danger or to help someone in need, but whenever she touched him everything about him became as still as an undisturbed lake. Cyrus wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her just slightly closer to him before resting his own head on hers and listening to what she had to say about the events of the morning at camp. The gods were yet again blaming a demigod for one of their stolen possessions and one who wouldn't or couldn't have stolen it in the first place. The last time something like this happened the King of the Titans was behind it, but Cyrus doubted Aphrodite's dove would give a Titan the power they need to fight the gods unless that wasn't the point at all. Like Octavia said the death of Erin would cause a war and the Underworld would be joining the demigods against Olympus and a war like that would have mass casualties on both sides. Was that this thief's endgame? The death of the gods and their children?

He lingered on the thought for a bit until Octavia lifted her head from his shoulder and brought up her ex who had just so happened to be here in Camp. That calm stillness inside him? Gone. And he didn't understand why the thought of Octavia possibly getting back with her ex made him uncomfortable with a tightness in his stomach. He couldn't have been jealous. He and Tati had a fun thing going and he and Octavia were just friends... Right?

Cyrus leaned upwards and back against the tree to take everything in, including her expression as she gazed into his eyes. "Wow... I really did miss a lot this morning. I'm confident Erin will be fine. She's stronger than even she gives herself credit for. I haven't smelt Thunder Breath for a while so I'm guessing he went with her. If we're taking bets I'm calling they'll finish in five. But as for Aurelius... But it's been what, three years? He didn't tell you he was coming?" He wanted to ask if she still had feelings for him, but he had to remind himself that it really wasn't his business.

In Delbrook Academy High School → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Location: Delbrook Festival 
Interactions: Brother, My Knight in Shining Swim Trunks @metanoia
Wearing: ∞

Alessandra's first day of Junior Year was... off to a pretty rocky start to say the least. Up until the morning announcements she expected her first day to be perfect. Not only was she in homeroom with Cassie and Natasha but she was actually sitting behind KYLE! She definitely had to show Miss Goldman how thankful she was come teacher appreciation day. She had a secret crush on the older surfer. She first met him through his sister Malu when he picked her up from Houghton Skate Park. The moment that her eyes locked with his was the moment she knew that she found her future husband. Unfortunately he didn't seem to know that yet. She could almost swear he was avoiding her sometimes and Cassian didn't help things when he joined the Lacrosse team and "The Boys". Initially he didn't even want to bring her around them and at first she had no intention or desire to do so. She assumed, wrongfully of course, that they were just another boys club like their predecessors before them. But her opinion of them changed when she saw how happy they made Cassian. It was the happiest he had been since their father passed and she was glad he had guys he could go to that cared about and looked out for him. And once she met them and saw that Kyle was a member they were more than okay in her book and she would often make up excuses to join Cassie in their adventures.

But when the morning announcements came and she had to stand for the pledge her mood shifted and she could no longer focus on the hunk of a man in front of her and his perfect hair that she wanted to sme---. Okay she could think about him a little. Ali was very capable of multitasking. During the assembly and once her brother had entered a state of temporary unconsciousness she vented her frustrations to Natasha about the pledge and Cassian getting her to stand when Miss Goldman ultimately made no fuss about it. But once they were finally out onto the field for the festival she decided to get her mind off of it. She felt a little better once she smacked Cassie awake and there was no way she was going to let an oppressive government and an idiot brother ruin her time at a festival. Plus an hour of venting was enough time to get over thirty seconds to a minute of standing.

Alessandra made her way through the festival towards the botany club, but that was when she spotted something more important than the school's greenhouse in the corner of her eye. It was her time to turn this morning around. “Kyle!” She was able to catch attention, but it seemed he couldn't tell where her voice was coming from so she tried again.

“Kyle! Over here!” Ali accompanied her words this time with an excited wave of her hand so that there was no possible way he couldn't tell who was calling out to him and for a moment she could've sworn he looked at her and kept walking away. She frowned at this and as she was pulling her hand down in slight embarrassment she was struck in the face by a white spherical object. Alessandra fell to the ground with a thud that almost matched the sound her face made. She forced herself not to cry refusing to make her day or herself feel worse than she already did. She looked up to see what her eyes believed was Kyle Voss running towards her in slow motion in lifeguard shorts which was weird because a beach was the one thing they didn't have at this school.

“Hey, uh, you alright there, Ali?”

She shook her head when she heard his voice causing reality to fix itself and she saw that Kyle was clothed and moving in normal speed. She almost forgot that he had spoke to her. Just when she was about to respond she felt a buzz from her pocket. She reached into her pocket to take out her phone and check the message. It was from her brother. Wow, perfect timing.

"I think I am now, thanks. But uh... hey, can we go somewhere and talk? Away from the Botany Booth and the Boys?"

Location: Freedom Festival; Botany Booth
Interactions: Club members, Sister, Natasha Knight

Cassian made his way to the Botany Booth and was confused when his sister wasn't there. Did he get there before her or did she get there and decide to leave? He decided to ask one of the senior members who said that they hadn't seen his sister since the assembly. He sighed in annoyance in having had to walk here to supposedly fix things between him and Sandra but she was nowhere to be found. Was she that upset with him that she'd shirk off her responsibilities? No, that wasn't like her at all. Responsibility was almost her middle name.

He decided to text her hoping that he would get some kind of answer, but when she didn't respond he decided to give up and send a text to Nat.

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