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Anzu Yuuka Ito Daughter of Hermes

_{"family and honor over anything else, a mistake i will not commit again"}

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___________________________________ N A M E Anzu Yuuka Ito "Zu" A G E Nov 20th, 17 G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Bi-Poly E T H N I C I T Y Japanese - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Japanese ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'7" Weight: 120lbs Hair: Dyed Pink Eyes: Black Body Type: Slender Body Marks: left hand Aesthetics: ✡ , ✡ , ✡ ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S In an Open Relationship Current: Carlos de la Cruz Crushes: TBD Past: TBD F A M I L Y Father - Suzaku Ito Father - Hermes L E G A C Y Ares P E T S Ume was a present from her father when Anzu left for the camp. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ pastel and dark clothing, especially pastel pink ✔ sleeping up on the roof when she feels home sick ✔ heavy metal, loud music with a lot of drums ✔ city pop, more specifically japanese city pop ✔ reading anything history, sci-fi, fantasy and horror ✔ milk tea with lots of boba ✔ lord of the rings, harry potter, and anything fantasy ✔ sneaking out of camp to go to the city D I S L I K E S ✘ strangers touching her or getting to close to her ✘ overly confident people, cockyness in general ✘ strawberries, she's allergic to them ✘ bland food in generak ✘ the color neon green, it is a crime against humanitu ✘ cliches coming to real life ✘ naive people ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Reserved | Nonchalant | Curious | Loyal | Driven | Traditional Raised in an almost secluded world, behind the protective walls of the Ito estate, Anzu's early childhood was only known what her family allowed her to know. She was forced to become resourceful and sneaky, utilizing what her elders thought her to use that against them and sneak out of the estate when she could. Lying and secrecy became like breathing to Anzu in order to avoid getting in trouble and the heavy hand from her grandmother. While she very much loved her family, she couldn't keep away from the wonders that was Osaka City and its pretty lights at night. Curious as a cat, Anzu loves to learn new things where ever and whenever she can. Being surrounded by family at all times, Anzu cares deeply about those that gain her trust and loyalty. Anzu is a woman who cares fiercely for those she calls family and friends. She loves without fear. She trusts without expectations. And is loyal to the end of the world. Anzu is willing to go to extremes for the people she cares about. While this is true, her love, trust, and loyalty are hard to come by. She may act friendly to everyone, but she knows who her real friends are. She keeps them close at arms reach where she can protect them from anything that may harm them. Anzu also knows when that love is made for. There are no tears. No heartbreaks. Once someone breaks that love and trust, they are deemed unworthy of her. Anzu's ability to hold a grudge and be petty about it could even impress Zeus. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y The Ito family has been are no strangers to the Gods of Olympus. Many of the women, and the rare man, have been blessed with Clear Sight. Long before his time, Suzaku's ancestor, an Onna-Bugeisha, met a man like no other. A man that she could see was no man but a God of War. Their love affair resulted in a little girl with the same ability as her mother. The little girl grew up to be a fierce and brave Onna-Bugeisha, just like her mother. Since then, the Ito family have known of the legacy of their ancestor, and the matriarchs of the family have kept the katana and wakizashi gifted to his daughter, Shige, as a family relic. Suzaku was one of the rare males born into the Ito legacy with the Clear Sight. While the stories of the great Onna-Bugeisha Shige had been muddled over time, one thing stayed clear through all the generations- Gods were real, and they had blessed the Ito family. Skeptical at first, Suzaku Ito worked and lived in Hell's Kitchen, New York. He was a world-renowned chef working at the first restaurant his family had opened in the States. Imanas Tei. They were known overseas in Japan and Europe for their take on home-cooked Japanese meals with the added twist of luxury. It was a hit for mortals and Gods alike. His skepticism drove the man to comfort one of the strange-looking men that came into his restaurants every Friday night. That man, or God, turned out to be Hermes. Taken back and impressed by the forwardness of Suzaku, Hermes became interested in the man. Their relationship started like any other, with the bonus that Suzaku's new boyfriend was a fucking Olympian God! Two years later, Suzaku met the second love of his life, a beautiful daughter he named Anzu. Suzaku took his new daughter back to Osaka, Japan, where the rest of his family lived. There he was able to raise the young daughter of Hermes surrounded by all the matriarchs of the Ito family. Train her in the Onna-Bugeisha ways and allow her to become the warrior the Ito family had been known for in the past. Anzu was raised inside of the Family Ito compound, sneaking out whenever she could. Her aunts and grandmother educated Anzu since she was able to walk. She learned to carry the family's sword as an extended part of her body. She was part of the sword, as it was part of her. But more importantly, she learned of the history of her heritage and where she came from. Who she was honoring when she fought with the sword that now belonged to her. Who her father was and what she was capable to do. As soon as her abilities manifested her grandmother along with her aunts behand to discipline her and help her make sure she was able to do everything in her power to survive. It wasn't until she was thirteen that Anzu finally used what had been drilled into her brain into use. A large minotaur attacked their home estate one foggy morning. Her grandmother was out by the gardens when it broke the red front gate and came charging straight to the first person it saw. Anzu's grandmother. Luckily enough, two of Anzu's cousins were helping around the garden to pull their grandmother into safety and alert the rest of the house of the intruder. It took them almost thirty minutes to get far away enough from the main house and out to the courtyard where Anzu had dealt the final blow to the beast. Drawing the katana deep into the beast's belly. She earned her Wakizashi that day. The next she was on her way to Half-Blood Camp with her grandmother's blessing. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Six ⧿ Hermes, Messenger of the Gods 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 ● Katana made of Stygian Iron passed down by her father to her. No magical disguise. ● Wakizashi a shorter Japanese word, accompanied with the Katana. ● War fan she made when she was 15. A B I L I T I E S Hider Superhuman Speed : Because she is a daughter of Hermes, Anzu has the ability of superhuman speed, making her faster than any other demigods. Fast, nimble, and agile Anzu uses this ability the most when in a fight. Using her speed as an advantage to overwhelm her enemy with very little effort on her part. Theft and Manipulation : Her father's gifts allow her to be a master thief, this extends to her ability to be sneaky. If she is ever in trouble, Anzu is able to lie and manipulate her way out of trouble. She's not afraid to lie her way through life, in fact, she loves it so much it has become as easy as breathing to her. Alchemy : Skilled with potion making, Anzu could brew up all sorts of potions with the right ingredients. She's a fast learner when it comes to alchemy, but she rarely pursues the practice. Telekinesis: : Anzu has the ability to move objects with her mind, but using this ability for a long time leaves her drained. She's known to use this ability to trip people, pull chairs, and just mess with others in general. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Fernanda Ly | #d998a0 Anzu knows how to speak English, Japanese, and Greek. She loves to cook. Anzu is a skilled and deciplined fighter. She knows how to play various instruments, including the sanshin and koto. Likes to teach her pet rat commands. 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Gabriel Nez Luna

_{"I burn for no one but myself."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Gabriel Isaac Nez Luna - Gabe - Abe A G E Dec 21st, 18 G E N D E R cis Male S E X U A L I T Y Bisexual (male leaning) E T H N I C I T Y Indigenous - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Mexican ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 6'1" Weight: 167lbs Hair: Curly, Brown Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Mesomorph Body Marks: tattoo on his back along with two long faded scars from his right shoulder down to his left hip. there are burned marks fro his left wrist up to his chest. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Current: N/A Crushes: - Lukas Aerin Cresswell - Remus Hackwell - Damien Moses Blake Past: Melissa Clarke (mortal) F A M I L Y Father Unknown Mother Goddess Hecate Demigod Siblings - Mortal Siblings Unknown L E G A C Y Selene P E T S - Tarantula named Chapo. - Hairless cat named Mitsy. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ roller skating, he's perfected back flips on them ✔ messing with his fellow campers with illusions ✔ jamming out with his guitar or accordion ✔ caring for his plants and the various herbs he grows in his room ✔ baking, while he may not be the best cook, he can bake one mean pie ✔ horror movies, and rom-coms. he's not afraid to admit it ✔ foraging, when he's not at camp he's in the forest ✔ magical rituals and her traditions, they make her feel closer to his mother ✔ arson D I S L I K E S ✘ cloudy nights when he cannot see the moon ✘ having to train, he does it, but he doesn't enjoy it. especially when paired up with some from the Ares cabin ✘ people who take themselves too seriously ✘ bitter foods, he has a sweet tooth ✘ being told what to do when he is already going to do it ✘ cowards and non-confrontational people, just get it over with ✘ heights, anything more than four flights of stairs he will freeze up ✘ wet foods, like soup ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Friendly | Resilient | Inquisitive | Kind | Playful Jealous | Flirty | Competative | Ambitious | Blunt | Possesive To be written. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam. Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Gabriel Nez Luna doesn't remember anything from a year ago. A camper that had been on watch during the night witnessed the ground in front of the camp's gate cover in shadows dark enough to swallow the light from the fire the lit up the entrance. The demigod sounded the alarm and others came rushing out expecting a fight with something big. Instead, they saw a disheveled boy. He laid on his stomach, an old book and a whip on his side. On his back, two large gashes covered his dirt and healing burned marks on his left arm and chest. But the most noticeable thing was Hecate's symbol glowing atop his head brightly as the boy slowly bled to death. It took him a month to fully recover. During those 30 days, Gabriel managed to remember his name, or what he thought it was. It wasn't easy. Waking up in a place full of curious eyes trying to figure out what was wrong and how to fix it. They were friendly and tentative to his needs, and while he appreciated their willingness to help Gabriel couldn't help but feel like an experiment to some and a puzzle to others. All he wanted was to be whole. To be able to remember what had happened to him. The scars on his back and arm only made him want to find out even more about his past, where he came from, and what the fuck had happened to him. He had tried his mother, a mother he knew nothing about. Unfortunately, it looked like she was unwilling to help. "In time, you will know." That was the only answer he got. A year later, Gabriel still knew nothing. Sometimes he could see fragments of a stone home surrounded by a forest. Other times a smell would trigger flashes, milliseconds of memories flashing in his mind like one of those old films in black and white. None of it helped. None of it made sense. So far Gabriel has discovered that his muscle memory is still there unlike his actual memory. He knows how to fight, be it he's not very good at it, he also knows how to play the guitar, accordion, and most importantly he still knows how to cast spells. Those little things make him feel whole, at least for a few minutes. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Sixteen ⧿ Hecate, Goddess of Magic S T A T U S Full-Time Camper - 1 year, 1 bead R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Camp Border Patrol and Maintenance W E A P O N S ● Dagger and Rapier made of Stygian Iron, enchanted into a black ring. ● Butterfly Knife he was gifted during his first few months at camp. ● Spellbook found next to him when he appeared in camp. ● Wip also found with him. ● Belt Bag enchanted to fit large amounts of his components, spellbook, and potions. A B I L I T I E S Gabriel's abilities include; Mystiokinesis, Umbrakinesis, Mist Control, and Necromancy. Abilities Mystiokinesis : The ability to cast and manipulate magic. His mother's ability of magic passed down to him allowing him to take control of all sorts of magical powers. While he is still trying to learn, he has mastered two types of magic; telekinesis and pyrokinesis. Recently Gabriel has become obsessed with chronokinesis. His ability to use his magic mostly revolve around Pagan Witchcraft and Brujeria, giving him a unique take on his abilities and capabilities. They also require specific components. Umbrakinesis : Much like his mother, Gabriel is able to manipulate darkness around him to shadow travel or create barriers. Due to his ties with his culture and his Legacy, Gabe can use these abilities using certain components, for example in order to shadow travel he had to interact with his Labrodite and Moonstone necklace. His abilities are also enhanced during the night and moon water is much more potent to him. Mist Control : Like his mother, Gabriel can control and manipulate the Mist at will. It is the only ability he could use without the need for any components or spells. With it, he is able to create illusions and alter others' minds. While he cannot summon Mist Forms for longer than five minutes, he is still working on perfecting his abilities. Necromancy: : Unlike those children of Hades, Gabriel only has the ability to sense the presence of people or demigods that have passed. He can only interact with them with the help of his spells and components. This ability is also limited to a few hours a day. F A T A L F L A W Search of the Past Gabriel feels broken without the memories of his past. It feels like there is something missing and he won't stop until he can piece himself back together. W E A K N E S S E S Gabriel's reliance on his magical abilities and components makes him weak. Without them, he had to rely on his strength and fighting abilities alone, and he's not the best fighter without shadow travel. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Marlon Pendlebury | #779FA1 Gabriel can speak Spanish, English, and Greek. He can also speak a language he does not remember the name of but it makes him feel whole for just a second when he speaks it. Gabe has a large collection of books ranging from history, science, folklore, magic, botanical, and linguistics. He grows his own herbs and plants in his cabin, his room, and most of the cabin is now covered with all sorts of plants. During full moons, he's often spotted by the beach or outside trying to make moon water. His room, and his bed, ____________________________________________________________________________ T H E M E S O N G Solo Tú

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Nari Kim Lebedev Daughter of Ares

_{"a quote? uh, hi? i dunno bro!"}

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___________________________________ N A M E Nari Kim Lebedev - Lev - Nan A G E March 25th, 18 G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Unsure / Questioning E T H N I C I T Y Russian/Korean - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Russian ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'2" Weight: 136lbs Hair: Black, bleached tips Eyes: Brown Body Type: She has a bit of extra weight on her and lots of thighs. Body Marks: Nari has a small cut on her bottom lip. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Current: N/A Crushes: - Violet Rae Gallagher - Danielle Amara De Luca - Jaidyn Michael Murphy Past: TBD F A M I L Y Father - Ares, God of War Mother - Anya Kim Siblings - Brandon Alexander Murphy - Octavia Ramírez-Arellano - Talon Davis L E G A C Y N/A P E T S N/A ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ the smell of rain and the ocean ✔ sparring with her siblings, or just in general ✔ a nice and fair competition ✔ spicy foods with lots of seasoning ✔ annoying her siblings, or her friends, anyone really ✔ candy or anything sweet, Nari loves sweet things ✔ creeping people out or making them uncomfortable ✔ surprising people who underestimate her D I S L I K E S ✘ nosy people, despite the fact she is a nosy person ✘ any sort of hot weather, Nari prefers the cold ✘ being left alone or abandoned ✘ boverly sensative people ✘ quiet places, or silence in general ✘ being told on, or not to do something ✘ the color yellow, it was her mother's favorite color ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Outgoing | Manipulative | Understanding | Patient | Stubborn | Sarcastic | Perceptive A funloving and energetic girl, Nari is always seen with a slight curl in her lips. Nari loves to talk and interact with people of any kind, going around and striking up a conversation. Sometimes during not-so-appropriate times, she will flirt with anyone around her and with multiple people at times just to cause drama. Nari is very much an extrovert who cares very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her and only ever taking into consideration her father's approval. She carries herself with confidence and a touch of arrogance to ward of anyone who may see her as a pushover just because of her looks. But make no mistake in messing with her, Nari is not afraid to resort to violence as she is always the first one to throw a punch before the other person can, knowing that she can and will finish a fight. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Nari was born in a cold and harsh place, literally. Born in Khabarovsk, Russia, the coldest city in the country with a population of just five hundred residents. Her mother, Anya Kim, the daughter of a North Korean defector and lawyer, had moved to Khabarovsk in search of a quiet life out in the harsh icy tundra that was Khabarovsk. They lived in a one-room apartment on the fifth floor of an apartment complex. The walls were yellow from the previous owner's smoking habit, the bathroom had mold in one of the corners, and the heater only worked during the day. Despite the money Anya had inherited from her parents, she was keen on staying in Khabarovsk with her newborn daughter. The neighbors whispered about her. About her defector father and about the unwed woman. shlyukha. That's the word Nari grew up hearing around the apartment complex when she would play with the kid next door. Growing up, Nari hated that word. And grew to resent her own mother for not defending herself or for allowing others to call her that. In school, Nari would fight anyone who would whisper about her mother. If her mother didn't defend herself, Nari would do it for her. It got to a point where Nari would constantly be in detention or in the principal's office for fighting kids two times her size. After a while, the kids in school stopped. The adults, on the other hand, were worse. The more Nari tried to defend her mother, the more she began to resent the woman. How could she allow people to talk to her like that? To smile at the cashier in the market after the woman had called Anya a shlyukha? Things got worse after Anya met Matvey. He was an abusive asshole, the new doctor in town from Moscow that had trapped the town's shlyukha. Anya did her best to keep him away from Nari, and the little girl never understood why she put up with him. Why her mother never got her things and ran away from this stupid town. Matvey was mean, dirty, ugly, and undeserving of her mother. During a particularly ugly argument between Matvey and Anya, Nari watched from behind the counter as he raised his hand against her mother. And something in her just lit up. Like a sudden flame had awoken in her. The small cold kitchen grew warmer and their loud voice quieter and quieter. Anya saw it first. The fire. And then Matvey. Matvey screamed as Anya wrapped her arms around little Nari, her mother's hands and arms boiling over her skin. And then nothing. Nari woke up in the hospital a week later, her mother sleeping soundly in a chair next to her with her arms wrapped in bandages. A man Nari did not recognize standing behind her, and Matvey was nowhere to be found. The strange man took them to Moscow later that same week. He said his name was Ares and would look at Anya with longing in his eyes, a look Nari had never seen on someone's face before. She doesn't talk about it much, but Nari had trouble accepting who she was when the man revealed who he was. Who she was too and what she was. Nari begged to stay with her mother, but Ares explained that Khabarovsk was no longer save for her or her mother. That because of Matvey, she has woken her abilities, and she needed to learn how to control them. The next week Nari was on a plane to America, three other demigods with her. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Eight ⧿ Ares, God of War R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Camp Patrol W E A P O N S ● Spear made of Stygian Iron was the only gift she received from her mother. It is Nari's favorite weapon to use and uses it to focus her Pyrokinesis. ● Due to Nari's ability, she can conjure any weapon for a few minutes at a time. A B I L I T I E S Hider Telumkinesis : Being a child of Ares would make her an expert in all weapon usage and she may even have some degree of magical control over them. Nari has been known to turn any kind of everyday item into a weapon, her most famous weapon so far has been a rubber teacup. This ability combined with her creativity makes Nari a walking weapon. Necromancy : Nari can summon the losing undead soldiers from any war to do her bidding. Of course, this ability leaves Nari drained from energy if used too often and for extended periods of time. Due to her love for historical wars, Nari likes to summon all sorts of undead soldiers, making this ability an unpredictable and yet strong one. Odikinesis : As a result of being the daughter of Ares, Nari has limited control and influence over the emotions of war; rage, fear, hatred, or sorrow. Nari has been unable to control this ability, resulting in it backfiring against her. Pyrokinesis : Nari can generate heat and fire from her body during certain situations. She has damaged a few of her outfits due to her emotional outbursts that cause the sudden change of temperature. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Kim Da Mi | #996666 Nari is a polyglot, knowing how to speak Russian, Korean, Mandarin, Spanish, Farsi, . She has recently taken interest in learning German and Farsi. Nari use to have bleached blonde hair, and has been trying to grow it out to her natural black hair. A sucker for all things spicy, Nari often carries around her own bottle of sriracha. She always throws the first punch no matter what. Won't even hesitate to throw some hands. Nari has nightmares of the time she set Matvey on fire from time to time, waking up screaming when she does. T H E M E S O N G Garden Song

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___________________________________ N A M E Nari Kim Lebedev - Lev - Nan A G E March 25th, 18 G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Unsure / Questioning E T H N I C I T Y Russian/Korean - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Russian ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'2" Weight: 136lbs Hair: Black, bleached tips Eyes: Brown Body Type: She has a bit of extra weight on her and lots of thighs. Body Marks: Nari has a small cut on her bottom lip. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Current: N/A Crushes: TBD Past: TBD F A M I L Y Father - Ares, God of War Mother - Anya Kim L E G A C Y N/A P E T S N/A ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ the smell of rain and the ocean ✔ sparring with her siblings, or just in general ✔ a nice and fair competition ✔ spicy foods with lots of seasoning ✔ annoying her siblings, or her friends, anyone really ✔ candy or anything sweet, Nari loves sweet things ✔ creeping people out or making them uncomfortable ✔ surprising people who underestimate her D I S L I K E S ✘ nosy people, despite the fact she is a nosy person ✘ any sort of hot weather, Nari prefers the cold ✘ being left alone or abandoned ✘ boverly sensative people ✘ quiet places, or silence in general ✘ being told on, or not to do something ✘ the color yellow, it was her mother's favorite color ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Outgoing | Manipulative | Understanding | Patient | Stubborn | Sarcastic | Perceptive A funloving and energetic girl, Nari is always seen with a slight curl in her lips. Nari loves to talk and interact with people of any kind, going around and striking up a conversation. Sometimes during not-so-appropriate times, she will flirt with anyone around her and with multiple people at times just to cause drama. Nari is very much an extrovert who cares very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her and only ever taking into consideration her father's approval. She carries herself with confidence and a touch of arrogance to ward of anyone who may see her as a pushover just because of her looks. But make no mistake in messing with her, Nari is not afraid to resort to violence as she is always the first one to throw a punch before the other person can, knowing that she can and will finish a fight. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Nari was born in a cold and harsh place, literally. Born in Khabarovsk, Russia, the coldest city in the country with a population of just five hundred residents. Her mother, Anya Kim, the daughter of a North Korean defector and lawyer, had moved to Khabarovsk in search of a quiet life out in the harsh icy tundra that was Khabarovsk. They lived in a one-room apartment on the fifth floor of an apartment complex. The walls were yellow from the previous owner's smoking habit, the bathroom had mold in one of the corners, and the heater only worked during the day. Despite the money Anya had inherited from her parents, she was keen on staying in Khabarovsk with her newborn daughter. The neighbors whispered about her. About her defector father and about the unwed woman. shlyukha. That's the word Nari grew up hearing around the apartment complex when she would play with the kid next door. Growing up, Nari hated that word. And grew to resent her own mother for not defending herself or for allowing others to call her that. In school, Nari would fight anyone who would whisper about her mother. If her mother didn't defend herself, Nari would do it for her. It got to a point where Nari would constantly be in detention or in the principal's office for fighting kids two times her size. After a while, the kids in school stopped. The adults, on the other hand, were worse. The more Nari tried to defend her mother, the more she began to resent the woman. How could she allow people to talk to her like that? To smile at the cashier in the market after the woman had called Anya a shlyukha? Things got worse after Anya met Matvey. He was an abusive asshole, the new doctor in town from Moscow that had trapped the town's shlyukha. Anya did her best to keep him away from Nari, and the little girl never understood why she put up with him. Why her mother never got her things and ran away from this stupid town. Matvey was mean, dirty, ugly, and undeserving of her mother. During a particularly ugly argument between Matvey and Anya, Nari watched from behind the counter as he raised his hand against her mother. And something in her just lit up. Like a sudden flame had awoken in her. The small cold kitchen grew warmer and their loud voice quieter and quieter. Anya saw it first. The fire. And then Matvey. Matvey screamed as Anya wrapped her arms around little Nari, her mother's hands and arms boiling over her skin. And then nothing. Nari woke up in the hospital a week later, her mother sleeping soundly in a chair next to her with her arms wrapped in bandages. A man Nari did not recognize standing behind her, and Matvey was nowhere to be found. The strange man took them to Moscow later that same week. He said his name was Ares and would look at Anya with longing in his eyes, a look Nari had never seen on someone's face before. She doesn't talk about it much, but Nari had trouble accepting who she was when the man revealed who he was. Who she was too and what she was. Nari begged to stay with her mother, but Ares explained that Khabarovsk was no longer save for her or her mother. That because of Matvey, she has woken her abilities, and she needed to learn how to control them. The next week Nari was on a plane to America, three other demigods with her. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Eight ⧿ Ares, God of War R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Camp Patrol W E A P O N S ● Spear made of Stygian Iron was the only gift she received from her mother. It is Nari's favorite weapon to use and uses it to focus her Pyrokinesis. ● Due to Nari's ability, she can conjure any weapon for a few minutes at a time. A B I L I T I E S Hider Telumkinesis : Being a child of Ares would make her an expert in all weapon usage and she may even have some degree of magical control over them. Nari has been known to turn any kind of everyday item into a weapon, her most famous weapon so far has been a rubber teacup. This ability combined with her creativity makes Nari a walking weapon. Necromancy : Nari can summon the losing undead soldiers from any war to do her bidding. Of course, this ability leaves Nari drained from energy if used too often and for extended periods of time. Due to her love for historical wars, Nari likes to summon all sorts of undead soldiers, making this ability an unpredictable and yet strong one. Odikinesis : As a result of being the daughter of Ares, Nari has limited control and influence over the emotions of war; rage, fear, hatred, or sorrow. Nari has been unable to control this ability, resulting in it backfiring against her. Pyrokinesis : Nari can generate heat and fire from her body during certain situations. She has damaged a few of her outfits due to her emotional outbursts that cause the sudden change of temperature. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Kim Da Mi | #996666 Nari is a polygot, knowing how to speak Russian, Korean, Mandarin, Spanish, Farsi, . She has recently taken interest in learning German and Farsi. Nari use to have bleached blonde hair, and has been trying to grow it out to her natural black hair. A sucker for all things spicy, Nari often carries around her own . She knows how to play various instruments, including the sanshin and koto. Likes to teach her pet rat commands. 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___________________________________ N A M E Anzu Yuuka Ito "Zu" A G E Nov 20th, 17 G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Bi-Poly E T H N I C I T Y Japanese - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Japanese ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'7" Weight: 120lbs Hair: Dyed Pink Eyes: Black Body Type: Slender Body Marks: left hand Aesthetics: ✡ , ✡ , ✡ ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S In an Open Relationship Current: Carlos de la Cruz Crushes: TBD Past: TBD F A M I L Y Father - Suzaku Ito Father - Hermes L E G A C Y Ares P E T S Ume was a present from her father when Anzu left for the camp. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ pastel and dark clothing, especially pastel pink ✔ sleeping up on the roof when she feels home sick ✔ heavy metal, loud music with a lot of drums ✔ city pop, more specifically japanese city pop ✔ reading anything history, sci-fi, fantasy and horror ✔ milk tea with lots of boba ✔ lord of the rings, harry potter, and anything fantasy ✔ sneaking out of camp to go to the city D I S L I K E S ✘ strangers touching her or getting to close to her ✘ overly confident people, cockyness in general ✘ strawberries, she's allergic to them ✘ bland food in generak ✘ the color neon green, it is a crime against humanitu ✘ cliches coming to real life ✘ naive people ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Reserved | Nonchalant | Curious | Loyal | Driven | Traditional Raised in an almost secluded world, behind the protective walls of the Ito estate, Anzu's early childhood was only known what her family allowed her to know. She was forced to become resourceful and sneaky, utilizing what her elders thought her to use that against them and sneak out of the estate when she could. Lying and secrecy became like breathing to Anzu in order to avoid getting in trouble and the heavy hand from her grandmother. While she very much loved her family, she couldn't keep away from the wonders that was Osaka City and its pretty lights at night. Curious as a cat, Anzu loves to learn new things where ever and whenever she can. Being surrounded by family at all times, Anzu cares deeply about those that gain her trust and loyalty. Anzu is a woman who cares fiercely for those she calls family and friends. She loves without fear. She trusts without expectations. And is loyal to the end of the world. Anzu is willing to go to extremes for the people she cares about. While this is true, her love, trust, and loyalty are hard to come by. She may act friendly to everyone, but she knows who her real friends are. She keeps them close at arms reach where she can protect them from anything that may harm them. Anzu also knows when that love is made for. There are no tears. No heartbreaks. Once someone breaks that love and trust, they are deemed unworthy of her. Anzu's ability to hold a grudge and be petty about it could even impress Zeus. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y The Ito family has been are no strangers to the Gods of Olympus. Many of the women, and the rare man, have been blessed with Clear Sight. Long before his time, Suzaku's ancestor, an Onna-Bugeisha, met a man like no other. A man that she could see was no man but a God of War. Their love affair resulted in a little girl with the same ability as her mother. The little girl grew up to be a fierce and brave Onna-Bugeisha, just like her mother. Since then, the Ito family have known of the legacy of their ancestor, and the matriarchs of the family have kept the katana and wakizashi gifted to his daughter, Shige, as a family relic. Suzaku was one of the rare males born into the Ito legacy with the Clear Sight. While the stories of the great Onna-Bugeisha Shige had been muddled over time, one thing stayed clear through all the generations- Gods were real, and they had blessed the Ito family. Skeptical at first, Suzaku Ito worked and lived in Hell's Kitchen, New York. He was a world-renowned chef working at the first restaurant his family had opened in the States. Imanas Tei. They were known overseas in Japan and Europe for their take on home-cooked Japanese meals with the added twist of luxury. It was a hit for mortals and Gods alike. His skepticism drove the man to comfort one of the strange-looking men that came into his restaurants every Friday night. That man, or God, turned out to be Hermes. Taken back and impressed by the forwardness of Suzaku, Hermes became interested in the man. Their relationship started like any other, with the bonus that Suzaku's new boyfriend was a fucking Olympian God! Two years later, Suzaku met the second love of his life, a beautiful daughter he named Anzu. Suzaku took his new daughter back to Osaka, Japan, where the rest of his family lived. There he was able to raise the young daughter of Hermes surrounded by all the matriarchs of the Ito family. Train her in the Onna-Bugeisha ways and allow her to become the warrior the Ito family had been known for in the past. Anzu was raised inside of the Family Ito compound, sneaking out whenever she could. Her aunts and grandmother educated Anzu since she was able to walk. She learned to carry the family's sword as an extended part of her body. She was part of the sword, as it was part of her. But more importantly, she learned of the history of her heritage and where she came from. Who she was honoring when she fought with the sword that now belonged to her. Who her father was and what she was capable to do. As soon as her abilities manifested her grandmother along with her aunts behand to discipline her and help her make sure she was able to do everything in her power to survive. It wasn't until she was thirteen that Anzu finally used what had been drilled into her brain into use. A large minotaur attacked their home estate one foggy morning. Her grandmother was out by the gardens when it broke the red front gate and came charging straight to the first person it saw. Anzu's grandmother. Luckily enough, two of Anzu's cousins were helping around the garden to pull their grandmother into safety and alert the rest of the house of the intruder. It took them almost thirty minutes to get far away enough from the main house and out to the courtyard where Anzu had dealt the final blow to the beast. Drawing the katana deep into the beast's belly. She earned her Wakizashi that day. The next she was on her way to Half-Blood Camp with her grandmother's blessing. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Six ⧿ Hermes, Messenger of the Gods 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 ● Katana made of Stygian Iron passed down by her father to her. No magical disguise. ● Wakizashi a shorter Japanese word, accompanied with the Katana. ● War fan she made when she was 15. A B I L I T I E S Hider Superhuman Speed : Because she is a daughter of Hermes, Anzu has the ability of superhuman speed, making her faster than any other demigods. Fast, nimble, and agile Anzu uses this ability the most when in a fight. Using her speed as an advantage to overwhelm her enemy with very little effort on her part. Theft and Manipulation : Her father's gifts allow her to be a master thief, this extends to her ability to be sneaky. If she is ever in trouble, Anzu is able to lie and manipulate her way out of trouble. She's not afraid to lie her way through life, in fact, she loves it so much it has become as easy as breathing to her. Alchemy : Skilled with potion making, Anzu could brew up all sorts of potions with the right ingredients. She's a fast learner when it comes to alchemy, but she rarely pursues the practice. Telekinesis: : Anzu has the ability to move objects with her mind, but using this ability for a long time leaves her drained. She's known to use this ability to trip people, pull chairs, and just mess with others in general. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Fernanda Ly | #d998a0 Anzu knows how to speak English, Japanese, and Greek. She loves to cook. Anzu is a skilled and deciplined fighter. She knows how to play various instruments, including the sanshin and koto. Likes to teach her pet rat commands. 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Gabriel Nez Luna

_{"I burn for no one but myself."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Gabriel Isaac Nez Luna - Gabe - Abe A G E Dec 21st, 18 G E N D E R cis Male S E X U A L I T Y Bisexual E T H N I C I T Y Indigenous - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Mexican ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 6'1" Weight: 167lbs Hair: Curly, Brown Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Mesomorph Body Marks: tattoo on his back along with two long faded scars from his right shoulder down to his left hip. there are burned marks fro his left wrist up to his chest. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Current: N/A Crushes: TBH Past: Melissa Clarke (mortal) F A M I L Y Father Unknown Mother Goddess Hecate Demigod Siblings - Mortal Siblings Unknown L E G A C Y Selene P E T S - Tarantula named Chapo. - Hairless cat named Mitsy. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ roller skating, he's perfected back flips on them ✔ messing with his fellow campers with illusions ✔ jamming out with his guitar or accordion ✔ caring for his plants and the various herbs he grows in his room ✔ baking, while he may not be the best cook, he can bake one mean pie ✔ horror movies, and rom-coms. he's not afraid to admit it ✔ foraging, when he's not at camp he's in the forest ✔ magical rituals and her traditions, they make her feel closer to his mother ✔ arson D I S L I K E S ✘ cloudy nights when he cannot see the moon ✘ having to train, he does it, but he doesn't enjoy it. especially when paired up with some from the Ares cabin ✘ people who take themselves too seriously ✘ bitter foods, he has a sweet tooth ✘ being told what to do when he is already going to do it ✘ cowards and non-confrontational people, just get it over with ✘ heights, anything more than four flights of stairs he will freeze up ✘ wet foods, like soup ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Friendly | Resilient | Inquisitive | Kind | Playful Jealous | Flirty | Competative | Ambitious | Blunt | Possesive To be written. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam. Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Gabriel Nez Luna doesn't remember anything from a year ago. A camper that had been on watch during the night witnessed the ground in front of the camp's gate cover in shadows dark enough to swallow the light from the fire the lit up the entrance. The demigod sounded the alarm and others came rushing out expecting a fight with something big. Instead, they saw a disheveled boy. He laid on his stomach, an old book and a whip on his side. On his back, two large gashes covered his dirt and healing burned marks on his left arm and chest. But the most noticeable thing was Hecate's symbol glowing atop his head brightly as the boy slowly bled to death. It took him a month to fully recover. During those 30 days, Gabriel managed to remember his name, or what he thought it was. It wasn't easy. Waking up in a place full of curious eyes trying to figure out what was wrong and how to fix it. They were friendly and tentative to his needs, and while he appreciated their willingness to help Gabriel couldn't help but feel like an experiment to some and a puzzle to others. All he wanted was to be whole. To be able to remember what had happened to him. The scars on his back and arm only made him want to find out even more about his past, where he came from, and what the fuck had happened to him. He had tried his mother, a mother he knew nothing about. Unfortunately, it looked like she was unwilling to help. "In time, you will know." That was the only answer he got. A year later, Gabriel still knew nothing. Sometimes he could see fragments of a stone home surrounded by a forest. Other times a smell would trigger flashes, milliseconds of memories flashing in his mind like one of those old films in black and white. None of it helped. None of it made sense. So far Gabriel has discovered that his muscle memory is still there unlike his actual memory. He knows how to fight, be it he's not very good at it, he also knows how to play the guitar, accordion, and most importantly he still knows how to cast spells. Those little things make him feel whole, at least for a few minutes. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Sixteen ⧿ Hecate, Goddess of Magic S T A T U S Full-Time Camper - 1 year, 1 bead R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Camp Border Patrol and Maintenance W E A P O N S ● Dagger and Rapier made of Stygian Iron, enchanted into a black ring. ● Butterfly Knife he was gifted during his first few months at camp. ● Spellbook found next to him when he appeared in camp. ● Wip also found with him. ● Belt Bag enchanted to fit large amounts of his components, spellbook, and potions. A B I L I T I E S Gabriel's abilities include; Mystiokinesis, Umbrakinesis, Mist Control, and Necromancy. Abilities Mystiokinesis : The ability to cast and manipulate magic. His mother's ability of magic passed down to him allowing him to take control of all sorts of magical powers. While he is still trying to learn, he has mastered two types of magic; telekinesis and pyrokinesis. Recently Gabriel has become obsessed with chronokinesis. His ability to use his magic mostly revolve around Pagan Witchcraft and Brujeria, giving him a unique take on his abilities and capabilities. They also require specific components. Umbrakinesis : Much like his mother, Gabriel is able to manipulate darkness around him to shadow travel or create barriers. Due to his ties with his culture and his Legacy, Gabe can use these abilities using certain components, for example in order to shadow travel she had to interact with her Labrodite and Moonstone necklace. His abilities are also enhanced during the night and moon water is much more potent to him. Mist Control : Like his mother, Gabriel can control and manipulate the Mist at will. It is the only ability he could use without the need for any components or spells. With it, he is able to create illusions and alter others' minds. While he cannot summon Mist Forms for longer than five minutes, he is still working on perfecting his abilities. Necromancy: : Unlike those children of Hades, Gabriel only has the ability to sense the presence of people or demigods that have passed. He can only interact with them with the help of his spells and components. This ability is also limited to a few hours a day. F A T A L F L A W Search of the Past Gabriel feels broken without the memories of his past. It feels like there is something missing and he won't stop until he can piece himself back together. W E A K N E S S E S Gabriel's reliance on his magical abilities and components makes him weak. Without them, he had to rely on his strength and fighting abilities alone, and he's not the best fighter without shadow travel. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Marlon Pendlebury | #779FA1 Gabriel can speak Spanish, English, and Greek. He can also speak a language he does not remember the name of but it makes him feel whole for just a second when he speaks it. Gabe has a large collection of books ranging from history, science, folklore, magic, botanical, and linguistics. He grows his own herbs and plants in his cabin, his room, and most of the cabin is now covered with all sorts of plants. During full moons, he's often spotted by the beach or outside trying to make moon water. His room, and his bed, ____________________________________________________________________________ T H E M E S O N G Solo Tú

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Monse couldn't help herself but smile at the sight of Molly trying to act cool next to her. Molly always looked so cool and chill around others, always giving off that "idgaf" vibe until Monse stepped in the room. Then the girl was nothing but a cute little puppy. Monsered was all the same, but she had more practice hiding her feelings and emotions from others. Thanks, mom and dad!

"She was too busy to give me too much shit, got lucky today." Monse leaned in closer to brush her cheek against Molly's hair. "That ice cream sounds great, babe. You lead the way, you know how I get distracted easily sometimes." It was hard for Monse to concentrate with so much going on around her. There were too many people packed into small pathways surrounded by the sea of food and games. It wasn't unusual for her to wander off, so Monse tended to stay close to Molly.

"I wonder if we can get away later, maybe behind the old bleachers. The ones by the empty parking lot." Monse thought out loud, "I could use a second dessert after that ice cream." She smiled, glancing at Molly for a second before tugging the girl's hand.

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With some effort and a bit of internalized shouting, Kaylen had managed to get her tears to stop. At least for a moment to catch her breath and gather her thoughts from the previous call with her brother. Little shit- no big shit that he was. A pile of big stinking shit with good hair, that's all he was.

She heard other students around her, but she ignored some of the whispers coming from the bleachers above her. Kaylen already had too much in her mind and cared very little about what the other students in her year thought about her and her little dilemma at the moment. Instead, she worried about her shirt and how she was going to have to take it off or wash it in the bathroom. Anything to carry around a sticky shirt. At least it didn't smell bad. Although, the odor of tres leches could get overwhelming.

"Yo, want some funnel cake?"

Kaylen looked up from her ruined shirt up at the boy, then down at the plate he was offering. Cassian, was it? He was in her homeroom, she knew him from there but neither of them really spoke outside of school. Yet here he was offering his funnel cake.

Kaylen shook her head at first before finally nodding and accepting the plate with a smile. "Thanks., um, Cassian." She cleared her throat and wiped her cheeks with her free hand, some of the blush she had rubbed on her cheeks coming off.

She didn't know what to say, really, other than thanks. Kaylen was glad, at least, that Cassian hadn't asked what was wrong.

"I owe you a funnel cake now."

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_{"I burn for no one but myself."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Gabriel Isaac Nez Luna - Gabe - Abe A G E Dec 21st, 18 G E N D E R cis Male S E X U A L I T Y Bisexual E T H N I C I T Y Indigenous - Greek N A T I O N A L I T Y Mexican ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 6'1" Weight: 167lbs Hair: Curly, Brown Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Mesomorph Body Marks: tattoo on his back along with two long faded scars from his right shoulder down to his left hip. there are burned marks fro his left wrist up to his chest. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Current: N/A Crushes: TBH Past: Melissa Clarke (mortal) F A M I L Y Father Unknown Mother Goddess Hecate Demigod Siblings - Mortal Siblings Unknown L E G A C Y Selene P E T S - Tarantula named Chapo. - Hairless cat named Mitsy. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ roller skating, he's perfected back flips on them ✔ messing with his fellow campers with illusions ✔ jamming out with his guitar or accordion ✔ caring for his plants and the various herbs he grows in his room ✔ baking, while he may not be the best cook, he can bake one mean pie ✔ horror movies, and rom-coms. he's not afraid to admit it ✔ foraging, when he's not at camp he's in the forest ✔ magical rituals and her traditions, they make her feel closer to his mother ✔ arson D I S L I K E S ✘ cloudy nights when he cannot see the moon ✘ having to train, he does it, but he doesn't enjoy it. especially when paired up with some from the Ares cabin ✘ people who take themselves too seriously ✘ bitter foods, he has a sweet tooth ✘ being told what to do when he is already going to do it ✘ cowards and non-confrontational people, just get it over with ✘ heights, anything more than four flights of stairs he will freeze up ✘ wet foods, like soup ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Friendly | Resilient | Inquisitive | Kind | Playful Jealous | Flirty | Competative | Ambitious | Blunt | Possesive To be written. Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, placerat dissentiet eum ea. Eam facer principes ex. Indoctum iracundia ut has, eum facete epicurei assueverit ne. Per eu melius facilisis appellantur, duo stet malorum hendrerit ei, no elitr dissentiet mel. Est dissentiunt intellegebat cu, minim mentitum interesset ne sea, eu stet everti nam. Falli animal iudicabit at has. Per melius ancillae ei, aeque tation sit ut. Duo te laudem postulant, eu ceteros fabellas sit. Offendit inimicus qualisque ius in, qui in quot tantas primis. Putant impedit te ius, sea debitis cotidieque vituperatoribus at, mea ex antiopam liberavisse deterruisset. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Gabriel Nez Luna doesn't remember anything from a year ago. A camper that had been on watch during the night witnessed the ground in front of the camp's gate cover in shadows dark enough to swallow the light from the fire the lit up the entrance. The demigod sounded the alarm and others came rushing out expecting a fight with something big. Instead, they saw a disheveled boy. He laid on his stomach, an old book and a whip on his side. On his back, two large gashes covered his dirt and healing burned marks on his left arm and chest. But the most noticeable thing was Hecate's symbol glowing atop his head brightly as the boy slowly bled to death. It took him a month to fully recover. During those 30 days, Gabriel managed to remember his name, or what he thought it was. It wasn't easy. Waking up in a place full of curious eyes trying to figure out what was wrong and how to fix it. They were friendly and tentative to his needs, and while he appreciated their willingness to help Gabriel couldn't help but feel like an experiment to some and a puzzle to others. All he wanted was to be whole. To be able to remember what had happened to him. The scars on his back and arm only made him want to find out even more about his past, where he came from, and what the fuck had happened to him. He had tried his mother, a mother he knew nothing about. Unfortunately, it looked like she was unwilling to help. "In time, you will know." That was the only answer he got. A year later, Gabriel still knew nothing. Sometimes he could see fragments of a stone home surrounded by a forest. Other times a smell would trigger flashes, milliseconds of memories flashing in his mind like one of those old films in black and white. None of it helped. None of it made sense. So far Gabriel has discovered that his muscle memory is still there unlike his actual memory. He knows how to fight, be it he's not very good at it, he also knows how to play the guitar, accordion, and most importantly he still knows how to cast spells. Those little things make him feel whole, at least for a few minutes. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Sixteen ⧿ Hecate, Goddess of Magic S T A T U S Full-Time Camper - 1 year, 1 bead R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Camp Border Patrol and Maintenance W E A P O N S ● Dagger and Rapier made of Stygian Iron, enchanted into a black ring. ● Butterfly Knife he was gifted during his first few months at camp. ● Spellbook found next to him when he appeared in camp. ● Wip also found with him. ● Belt Bag enchanted to fit large amounts of his components, spellbook, and potions. A B I L I T I E S Gabriel's abilities include; Mystiokinesis, Umbrakinesis, Mist Control, and Necromancy. Abilities Mystiokinesis : The ability to cast and manipulate magic. His mother's ability of magic passed down to him allowing him to take control of all sorts of magical powers. While he is still trying to learn, he has mastered two types of magic; telekinesis and pyrokinesis. Recently Gabriel has become obsessed with chronokinesis. His ability to use his magic mostly revolve around Pagan Witchcraft and Brujeria, giving him a unique take on his abilities and capabilities. They also require specific components. Umbrakinesis : Much like his mother, Gabriel is able to manipulate darkness around him to shadow travel or create barriers. Due to his ties with his culture and his Legacy, Gabe can use these abilities using certain components, for example in order to shadow travel she had to interact with her Labrodite and Moonstone necklace. His abilities are also enhanced during the night and moon water is much more potent to him. Mist Control : Like his mother, Gabriel can control and manipulate the Mist at will. It is the only ability he could use without the need for any components or spells. With it, he is able to create illusions and alter others' minds. While he cannot summon Mist Forms for longer than five minutes, he is still working on perfecting his abilities. Necromancy: : Unlike those children of Hades, Gabriel only has the ability to sense the presence of people or demigods that have passed. He can only interact with them with the help of his spells and components. This ability is also limited to a few hours a day. F A T A L F L A W Search of the Past Gabriel feels broken without the memories of his past. It feels like there is something missing and he won't stop until he can piece himself back together. W E A K N E S S E S Gabriel's reliance on his magical abilities and components makes him weak. Without them, he had to rely on his strength and fighting abilities alone, and he's not the best fighter without shadow travel. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Marlon Pendlebury | #779FA1 Gabriel can speak Spanish, English, and Greek. He can also speak a language he does not remember the name of but it makes him feel whole for just a second when he speaks it. Gabe has a large collection of books ranging from history, science, folklore, magic, botanical, and linguistics. He grows his own herbs and plants in his cabin, his room, and most of the cabin is now covered with all sorts of plants. During full moons, he's often spotted by the beach or outside trying to make moon water. His room, and his bed, ____________________________________________________________________________ T H E M E S O N G Solo Tú

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_{"family and honor over anything else, a mistake i will not commit again"}

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____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ pastel and dark clothing, especially pastel pink ✔ sleeping up on the roof when she feels home sick ✔ heavy metal, loud music with a lot of drums ✔ city pop, more specifically japanese city pop ✔ reading anything history, sci-fi, fantasy and horror ✔ milk tea with lots of boba ✔ lord of the rings, harry potter, and anything fantasy ✔ sneaking out of camp to go to the city D I S L I K E S ✘ strangers touching her or getting to close to her ✘ overly confident people, cockyness in general ✘ strawberries, she's allergic to them ✘ bland food in generak ✘ the color neon green, it is a crime against humanitu ✘ cliches coming to real life ✘ naive people ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Reserved | Nonchalant | Curious | Loyal | Driven | Traditional Raised in an almost secluded world, behind the protective walls of the Ito estate, Anzu's early childhood was only known what her family allowed her to know. She was forced to become resourceful and sneaky, utilizing what her elders thought her to use that against them and sneak out of the estate when she could. Lying and secrecy became like breathing to Anzu in order to avoid getting in trouble and the heavy hand from her grandmother. While she very much loved her family, she couldn't keep away from the wonders that was Osaka City and its pretty lights at night. Curious as a cat, Anzu loves to learn new things where ever and whenever she can. Being surrounded by family at all times, Anzu cares deeply about those that gain her trust and loyalty. Anzu is a woman who cares fiercely for those she calls family and friends. She loves without fear. She trusts without expectations. And is loyal to the end of the world. Anzu is willing to go to extremes for the people she cares about. While this is true, her love, trust, and loyalty are hard to come by. She may act friendly to everyone, but she knows who her real friends are. She keeps them close at arms reach where she can protect them from anything that may harm them. Anzu also knows when that love is made for. There are no tears. No heartbreaks. Once someone breaks that love and trust, they are deemed unworthy of her. Anzu's ability to hold a grudge and be petty about it could even impress Zeus. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y The Ito family has been are no strangers to the Gods of Olympus. Many of the women, and the rare man, have been blessed with Clear Sight. Long before his time, Suzaku's ancestor, an Onna-Bugeisha, met a man like no other. A man that she could see was no man but a God of War. Their love affair resulted in a little girl with the same ability as her mother. The little girl grew up to be a fierce and brave Onna-Bugeisha, just like her mother. Since then, the Ito family have known of the legacy of their ancestor, and the matriarchs of the family have kept the katana and wakizashi gifted to his daughter, Shige, as a family relic. Suzaku was one of the rare males born into the Ito legacy with the Clear Sight. While the stories of the great Onna-Bugeisha Shige had been muddled over time, one thing stayed clear through all the generations- Gods were real, and they had blessed the Ito family. Skeptical at first, Suzaku Ito worked and lived in Hell's Kitchen, New York. He was a world-renowned chef working at the first restaurant his family had opened in the States. Imanas Tei. They were known overseas in Japan and Europe for their take on home-cooked Japanese meals with the added twist of luxury. It was a hit for mortals and Gods alike. His skepticism drove the man to comfort one of the strange-looking men that came into his restaurants every Friday night. That man, or God, turned out to be Hermes. Taken back and impressed by the forwardness of Suzaku, Hermes became interested in the man. Their relationship started like any other, with the bonus that Suzaku's new boyfriend was a fucking Olympian God! Two years later, Suzaku met the second love of his life, a beautiful daughter he named Anzu. Suzaku took his new daughter back to Osaka, Japan, where the rest of his family lived. There he was able to raise the young daughter of Hermes surrounded by all the matriarchs of the Ito family. Train her in the Onna-Bugeisha ways and allow her to become the warrior the Ito family had been known for in the past. Anzu was raised inside of the Family Ito compound, sneaking out whenever she could. Her aunts and grandmother educated Anzu since she was able to walk. She learned to carry the family's sword as an extended part of her body. She was part of the sword, as it was part of her. But more importantly, she learned of the history of her heritage and where she came from. Who she was honoring when she fought with the sword that now belonged to her. Who her father was and what she was capable to do. As soon as her abilities manifested her grandmother along with her aunts behand to discipline her and help her make sure she was able to do everything in her power to survive. It wasn't until she was thirteen that Anzu finally used what had been drilled into her brain into use. A large minotaur attacked their home estate one foggy morning. Her grandmother was out by the gardens when it broke the red front gate and came charging straight to the first person it saw. Anzu's grandmother. Luckily enough, two of Anzu's cousins were helping around the garden to pull their grandmother into safety and alert the rest of the house of the intruder. It took them almost thirty minutes to get far away enough from the main house and out to the courtyard where Anzu had dealt the final blow to the beast. Drawing the katana deep into the beast's belly. She earned her Wakizashi that day. The next she was on her way to Half-Blood Camp with her grandmother's blessing. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Six ⧿ Hermes, Messenger of the Gods 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 ● Katana made of Stygian Iron passed down by her father to her. No magical disguise. ● Wakizashi a shorter Japanese word, accompanied with the Katana. ● War fan she made when she was 15. A B I L I T I E S Hider Superhuman Speed : Because she is a daughter of Hermes, Anzu has the ability of superhuman speed, making her faster than any other demigods. Fast, nimble, and agile Anzu uses this ability the most when in a fight. Using her speed as an advantage to overwhelm her enemy with very little effort on her part. Theft and Manipulation : Her father's gifts allow her to be a master thief, this extends to her ability to be sneaky. If she is ever in trouble, Anzu is able to lie and manipulate her way out of trouble. She's not afraid to lie her way through life, in fact, she loves it so much it has become as easy as breathing to her. Alchemy : Skilled with potion making, Anzu could brew up all sorts of potions with the right ingredients. She's a fast learner when it comes to alchemy, but she rarely pursues the practice. Telekinesis: : Anzu has the ability to move objects with her mind, but using this ability for a long time leaves her drained. She's known to use this ability to trip people, pull chairs, and just mess with others in general. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Fernanda Ly | #d998a0 Anzu knows how to speak English, Japanese, and Greek. She loves to cook. Anzu is a skilled and deciplined fighter. She knows how to play various instruments, including the sanshin and koto. Likes to teach her pet rat commands. 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Nari Kim Lebedev Daughter of Ares

_{"a quote? uh, hi? i dunno bro!"}

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____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ the smell of rain and the ocean ✔ sparring with her siblings, or just in general ✔ a nice and fair competition ✔ spicy foods with lots of seasoning ✔ annoying her siblings, or her friends, anyone really ✔ candy or anything sweet, Nari loves sweet things ✔ creeping people out or making them uncomfortable ✔ surprising people who underestimate her D I S L I K E S ✘ nosy people, despite the fact she is a nosy person ✘ any sort of hot weather, Nari prefers the cold ✘ being left alone or abandoned ✘ boverly sensative people ✘ quiet places, or silence in general ✘ being told on, or not to do something ✘ the color yellow, it was her mother's favorite color ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Outgoing | Manipulative | Understanding | Patient | Stubborn | Sarcastic | Perceptive A funloving and energetic girl, Nari is always seen with a slight curl in her lips. Nari loves to talk and interact with people of any kind, going around and striking up a conversation. Sometimes during not-so-appropriate times, she will flirt with anyone around her and with multiple people at times just to cause drama. Nari is very much an extrovert who cares very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her and only ever taking into consideration her father's approval. She carries herself with confidence and a touch of arrogance to ward of anyone who may see her as a pushover just because of her looks. But make no mistake in messing with her, Nari is not afraid to resort to violence as she is always the first one to throw a punch before the other person can, knowing that she can and will finish a fight. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Nari was born in a cold and harsh place, literally. Born in Khabarovsk, Russia, the coldest city in the country with a population of just five hundred residents. Her mother, Anya Kim, the daughter of a North Korean defector and lawyer, had moved to Khabarovsk in search of a quiet life out in the harsh icy tundra that was Khabarovsk. They lived in a one-room apartment on the fifth floor of an apartment complex. The walls were yellow from the previous owner's smoking habit, the bathroom had mold in one of the corners, and the heater only worked during the day. Despite the money Anya had inherited from her parents, she was keen on staying in Khabarovsk with her newborn daughter. The neighbors whispered about her. About her defector father and about the unwed woman. shlyukha. That's the word Nari grew up hearing around the apartment complex when she would play with the kid next door. Growing up, Nari hated that word. And grew to resent her own mother for not defending herself or for allowing others to call her that. In school, Nari would fight anyone who would whisper about her mother. If her mother didn't defend herself, Nari would do it for her. It got to a point where Nari would constantly be in detention or in the principal's office for fighting kids two times her size. After a while, the kids in school stopped. The adults, on the other hand, were worse. The more Nari tried to defend her mother, the more she began to resent the woman. How could she allow people to talk to her like that? To smile at the cashier in the market after the woman had called Anya a shlyukha? Things got worse after Anya met Matvey. He was an abusive asshole, the new doctor in town from Moscow that had trapped the town's shlyukha. Anya did her best to keep him away from Nari, and the little girl never understood why she put up with him. Why her mother never got her things and ran away from this stupid town. Matvey was mean, dirty, ugly, and undeserving of her mother. During a particularly ugly argument between Matvey and Anya, Nari watched from behind the counter as he raised his hand against her mother. And something in her just lit up. Like a sudden flame had awoken in her. The small cold kitchen grew warmer and their loud voice quieter and quieter. Anya saw it first. The fire. And then Matvey. Matvey screamed as Anya wrapped her arms around little Nari, her mother's hands and arms boiling over her skin. And then nothing. Nari woke up in the hospital a week later, her mother sleeping soundly in a chair next to her with her arms wrapped in bandages. A man Nari did not recognize standing behind her, and Matvey was nowhere to be found. The strange man took them to Moscow later that same week. He said his name was Ares and would look at Anya with longing in his eyes, a look Nari had never seen on someone's face before. She doesn't talk about it much, but Nari had trouble accepting who she was when the man revealed who he was. Who she was too and what she was. Nari begged to stay with her mother, but Ares explained that Khabarovsk was no longer save for her or her mother. That because of Matvey, she has woken her abilities, and she needed to learn how to control them. The next week Nari was on a plane to America, three other demigods with her. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Eight ⧿ Ares, God of War R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Camp Patrol W E A P O N S ● Spear made of Stygian Iron was the only gift she received from her mother. It is Nari's favorite weapon to use and uses it to focus her Pyrokinesis. ● Due to Nari's ability, she can conjure any weapon for a few minutes at a time. A B I L I T I E S Hider Telumkinesis : Being a child of Ares would make her an expert in all weapon usage and she may even have some degree of magical control over them. Nari has been known to turn any kind of everyday item into a weapon, her most famous weapon so far has been a rubber teacup. This ability combined with her creativity makes Nari a walking weapon. Necromancy : Nari can summon the losing undead soldiers from any war to do her bidding. Of course, this ability leaves Nari drained from energy if used too often and for extended periods of time. Due to her love for historical wars, Nari likes to summon all sorts of undead soldiers, making this ability an unpredictable and yet strong one. Odikinesis : As a result of being the daughter of Ares, Nari has limited control and influence over the emotions of war; rage, fear, hatred, or sorrow. Nari has been unable to control this ability, resulting in it backfiring against her. Pyrokinesis : Nari can generate heat and fire from her body during certain situations. She has damaged a few of her outfits due to her emotional outbursts that cause the sudden change of temperature. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Face Claim: Kim Da Mi | #996666 Nari is a polygot, knowing how to speak Russian, Korean, Mandarin, Spanish, Farsi, . She has recently taken interest in learning German and Farsi. Nari use to have bleached blonde hair, and has been trying to grow it out to her natural black hair. A sucker for all things spicy, Nari often carries around her own . She knows how to play various instruments, including the sanshin and koto. Likes to teach her pet rat commands. 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Took me long enough

Delbrook Academy High School

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"Dude, it's not even that serious." Kaylen stood in the shade of a waffle fries stand offering tres leches cake with her phone between her ear and her shoulder. "Literally only said that if she had a problem with me, she could just su- oh fuck off! She's the one that is always giving me dirty looks." Kaylen mouthed a thank you to the older lady behind the table as she took the small plate and fork.

She paused, rolling her eyes at her brother's words over the phone. "Fine. She can come over when I'm not there!" She held her cake with one hand and her phone with the other. The more this conversation went on, the more she wanted a bus to hit her in the face or for a piano to fall from the sky right above her magically. Kaylen was trying so hard not to raise her voice over the phone and bring any unwanted attention to her.

Or any more than was already on her.

Stupid.

The more she heard her brother's words, the more she could feel anger boiling in her stomach. It also did not help one bit that she had not had breakfast that morning. Or the heat of the sun burning the top of her head.

Kaylen scoffed, giving some guy looking her way a dirty look "Sabes que? Vete a la chingada. You know why she is always giving me dirty looks. You know exactly why, and you still want to be with her? After what she pulled last time?" Kaylen's voice cracked. She could feel heat rise up her neck to her cheeks, and tears pool on the corner of her eyes.

One more person looked her way, followed by another. Kaylen needed to get out of here before she made a scene.

"Tienes suerte que no le dicho a mi mama y papa." Too late. "Quieres saber que me dijo? - oh, ya sabes?! Pues que bueno que no eres un pinche-" Mid insult in, Kaylen met one of the classmate's shoulders. The paper plate with the tres leches cake coming in contact with the baby blue turtle neck and black velvet spaghetti strap.

Kaylen could hear her brother's angry voice through the phone, but she ignored it, hung upon him, and shoved the bright yellow phone into her canvas tote bag with a frog printed at the front.

Deep breaths. Deeeeep breaths. That is what her therapist always told her—deep breaths.

In, and out. In and out. In and ou-

"I am. So sorry." Kaylen's voice was flat, empty, and void of any emotions.

In.

She took the crumpled paper plate to scoop some of the cake off her shirt as other students and a few teachers watched her before moving on or being distracted by the smell of food. The dude, Kaylen didn't even bother to look at him, was about to say something to her when she raised her index in front of his face.

"No."

"I-"

"I. Said. No. Do not talk to me. Do not acknowledge me. I do not exist. I am nothing but a fragment of your minimal imagination. This never happened. Goodbye."

With that, Kaylen threw the discarded cake into the nearby trashcan and made her way to the bleachers and far away from the tents and crowds of people. She needed to get far away from that and gather her thought together. The call with her brother this early in the morning had already drained her of any of the energy she had leftover from yesterday. The bleachers were still empty for the most part. She had enough time to pick herself up before other students made their way to her.

When she finally took a seat a few steps up the bleachers, far away enough from the few people there for them to not hear her, she took a deep breath. Tears were still threatening to come out as she pulled out her vibrating phone and flipped it open to see the flood of messages coming from an angry older brother. Maybe it was time to turn off her phone.

Peace, finally. But no breakfast and tears rolling down her cheeks.

The perfect first day.