Sugar and Spite

Post a random fact about yourself.

Training the kitten to not walk on my laptop has become an even more difficult task than I originally thought.

Post a random fact about yourself.

I quit my job.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

_{Location: Her apartment. // Interactions: Her dog, Nala.}

Insomnia had been kicking Haley's ass for the last few months. It was a constant thing, but the worst of it came in waves. Five in the morning seemed like a reasonable time to fall asleep after all, right? Besides, if you couldn't sleep, you couldn't have nightmares. She had been asked by a few people why she didn't just take a sleeping potion or two, and she always came up with some lame excuse; but in truth, she didn't want to sleep sometimes.

Her anxiety had been through the roof thinking of what person was going to be moving into her apartment this year. She had read the announcement and seen a guys name. Being paired with a boy wasn't a problem at all, but what if he was hot? What if he was one of those annoying jock types that left his smelly gym socks right outside of the clothes basket and refused to talk about anything other than basketball? What if he was a super neat person who insisted on organizing everything and even went so far as to make a chore chart? No. There had to be a nice balance, much like with herself. She had certain spots for certain things, but there was certainly a pair of jeans or two in the floor, and she always had to look for her shoes in the morning. The top of her dresser was covered in scratch paper, various pens, notebooks and reading materials. The young woman wasn't the best example for a role model by far, and knowing her luck, they had paired her with some first year that they expected her to mentor.

Meanwhile, Nala was nothing but a ball of energy, and all that Haley wanted to do was sleep. The ball of snow white fluff sat at the foot of Haley's bed, following her owner back and forth with her eyes as she moved from one side of the room to the other.

"What is it, girl?" she asked the dog, walking over to scratch her under the chin. "If we don't like the new guy, you can chew up his favorite pair of shoes," Haley said, a tone of sarcastic amusement in her voice. "Doesn't that sound like fun, hm? Gods I need something strong to drink."

She lazily walked over to the door, opening it for Nala as she wagged her tail happily and ran down the stairs. She had gotten used to the campus over the last few years just like Haley had, so worrying about her getting lost wasn't something anyone had to do. Leaving the door open, the young woman walked over to her dresser, picked up her black notebook and proceeded to quickly scan through some of her notes. Her newest possible creation was a health potion. It was going to be used for the common cold mostly, but if she could get it in a more concentrated form, perhaps she could use it to treat cuts and bruises - maybe even broken bones.

Pulling her phone from her back pocket, she opened Spotify, bluetoothed it to her speaker and put her playlist on shuffle. The first song to come one was Now by Chase Atlantic. If she was going to have a roommate, they would have to get used to the familiar scene of the messy-haired-over-sized-band-t-shirt-ripped-skinny-jeans-wearing girl listening to her music perhaps a little to loudly while she brewed her potions in the corner of the room and furiously scribbled her notes.

Her was to another exciting year at Olympus Academy.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

Haley Marie Asher // Daughter of Hecate

"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad." —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

_Name

Haley Marie Asher

_Age

Nineteen.

_Gender

Female.

_{Sexual Orientation}

Bi-curious.

_Ethnicity

Caucasian. (100% Sad Bitch, 50% Greek, 50% Australian.)

_{Years at Olympus Academy}

Three

I don't wanna be this way forever // Keep telling myself that I'll get better // Every time I try, I always stop me // Maybe I'm just scared to be happy — P!nk, Happy

_Appearance

Haley stands at five feet, four inches tall, being considered an average height, though she seems to be shorter than most of the other campers her age. Looking upon her face, the first thing that you will notice about her is her eyes - easily her most dominant feature. Her eyes are almond shaped, and are a dark hazel color with golden specks in them. They can either seem warm and inviting like a cup of warm coffee, or hard as stone. Her nose is slightly pudgy and seems a bit big for her face. Her lips are considered to be thin, though the bottom one is slightly fuller than the upper. A light splash of freckles cover her face, mainly under her eyes and across her nose, and can be found on her arms as well. Her lashes are long, and her eyebrows are thick, though not considered bushy.

Haley's body shape is considered to be a pudgy hour glass. Years of training have lead to there being a undertone of muscle on her arms and legs. Her hair falls just below her mid back in natural, messy waves. Her skin is considered to be light tan in color. Her smile is said to light up whatever room that she is in, though it is rarely seen. When she does smile, there is a dimple on the upper right side of her chin.

There are a few identifiable marks on the young womans body. One being a inch long scar under her knuckle, slightly on the left side of her index finger on her right hand. She also have a scar in the shape of a near perfect triangle on the inside of her right ankle where she fell off a bike and her foot got wrapped in the chain when she was ten.

For her clothing choice, Haley can typically be found wearing a band t-shirt of some kind, and skinny jeans. A extra hair band as well as her rubber US Army bracelet can be found on her right wrist at all times. She prefers dark colors, and will never be found wearing something pink. Though she despises them, Haley will wear a dress on very special occasions. Her hair is found either worn down or in a ponytail. A leather cord necklace with a dragon pendant wrapped around a crystal can be found around her neck at all times. Her drawstring bag, a gift from her mother, Hecate, is typically found hanging from one shoulder. For footwear, she typically wears combat boots or converse. She doesn't particularly care for make-up, though she will wear mascara.

_Personality

On the outside looking in, Haley is one of the most happy, socially awkward people that you could ever meet. Always saying something goofy, and having a way with words, the girl is the type to almost always have a smile on her face and is not quick to get angered. Having social anxiety is perhaps the reason for her social awkwardness, which causes her to say and do really random things in public. Haley is the type of girl that may come off as a bish from time to time. Some may say that the girl is violent, with her outbursts of random, crazy, violent sayings but she probably won't choke you with a marshmellow. However, that's the coverup that she puts on. The truth is, Haley suffers from depression. The girl tends to keep her emotions bottled inside and simply does her best to release them through her training.

Haley is a very loyal person, and will do practically anything for her friends. She doesn't trust or get attached to to many people, so when and if you hurt her, expect her to cut you out of her life completely. A promise means everything, and she will never break one.

She is typically found reading or listening to music. Her hang out spots include the stables, library or woods. Stubborn as they come, she sometimes has trouble accepting things as how they are. She is also very sarcastic and tends to make very dark humored jokes.

The young woman hates drama, gossip, and any other thing of the sort. She can typically be seen hanging out with the guys at school, because she considers females to much drama. Of course, if you ask her how she is doing, you will receive a great and a goofy thumbs up. Not being able to express herself truthfully angers her to no end, though, just like her true feelings, she doesn't let it show. In short, the girl is a half read book. To know her, you must first know the whole story.

_History

Haley was left on the door step of her father's house nine months after a one night stand with Hecate. The man wasn't sure how to act to the brief note telling him to take care of the child, or his to explain this all to his girlfriend, Sarah. However, he didn't feel right handing her over to get tossed around in the foster care system, so he began to care for her; Sarah wasn't particularly pleased about the news, but went along with his decision. Four months after Haley arrived on their doorstep, the happy couple was married.

Haley's early childhood was normal enough. She was made a big sister at the ages of four and five. She started elementary school at the age of five as well. At school, she found her love for books. It was clear that the little girl had an active imagination, as she loved to tell stories to her class. Her grades were good, she was happy. All of her life, Haley had seen strange things. However, around the age of eight, these things became more prominent.

She started to see monsters on the playground, and ghosts at the mall. When she first started seeing ghosts, she didn't realize that these people were invisible to everyone else, not that they were dead. Little Haley would talk to these ghosts in public, causing her to get questionable looks from her family, teachers, and strangers. At the age of nine, one of the teachers suggested that she speak to the school counselor, as it was a little out of the normal to still have imaginary friends at this age. Haley didn't completely understand why she was being made to talk to someone, but she went along with a few sessions. She gathered quickly what was going on, however, and stopped talking about what she seen in public a little after six months of seeing the counselor. Hearing the teachers talk to her parents about seeing things that 'weren't there' started to make her think something was wrong with her.

At the age of eleven, Haley began to be bullied by the other kids. They had no basis for doing so - just the normal elementary school stuff. The children wanted someone to make fun of, and she just so happened to be the victim. This caused her to be an outsider, and pull away from most of the other children. She continued to see the ghosts and mythological things as well. Centaurs running across the fields; Cyclopes walking the streets.

At the age of fifteen, she made a new friend - Kevin. Over a years time, she and Kevin grew close, sharing secrets and laughing together in the back of the class. Haley even told the boy about the things that she seen. For the first time in a long time, Kevin was the only person that didn't think she was crazy. However, the other children were mean to Kevin as well. He was a quiet guy, and therefore he was different; the kids didn't like different. When Haley turned sixteen, Kevin started acting strange. It was like he was on high alert, always looking out for something or someone. He hardly spoke anymore. He and Haley grew distant. Two months after her sixteenth birthday, a hellhound tried to attack her. Kevin defended her, but tried to act as if nothing happened after they had gotten to safety. Haley wasn't about to stand for it. She kept pressuring her friend until he gave her the information that she wanted. At first, Haley thought he was insane, but as she took the time to piece together the strange parts of her life with the new information, the more it made sense. Kevin proceeded to explain this to her parents as well. The decision to send her to Olympus Academy was unanimous.

She packed her bags and was sent to OA that school year where she was given a place to stay. It was nice to have a place to go to with people who were like her, but it took some time to get used to. Her first two years at OA, she just attended the school for the normal school year. She wanted to try and get the normal high school experience. High School turned out to be a nightmare for her. The kids got meaner, the monsters still tried to attack, putting everyone that she was around in danger. She began to blame herself for small things at first; nothing she did anymore was right. She wasn't happy with her appearance or personality, and kept trying to change herself. It seemed like no matter where's she went, she never fit in, not even at OA. She has opted into being a year round student this year.

If you asked her, she wouldn't be able to tell you what went wrong to make her feel the way she does. There wasn't any major childhood trauma or anything else of the sort. She tried making friends at OA, only to fail over and over. She was awkward, and always seemed to say the wrong thing. By the age of fifteen she had all but completely isolated herself from the world. The only friends she needed were her music, books and pens. She channeled her frustration and sadness into her training, staying in the practice arena for hours at a time. More often than not, Haley came back to the appartments with bruises and cuts everywhere. She aimed to try and be the best at something; swordsmanship and hand to hand combat seemed to be two things that it was good to be good at.

To this day, Haley still isolates herself, though she is trying to be more outgoing. So far, it only seems to work 10% of the time.

"She's powerful, she's beautiful, and she's mysterious. She's almost everything I aspire to be." — Haley

_{Godly Parent}

Hecate - Goddess of the Mist, Magic, Crossroads and Moon.

_{Relationship With Godly Parent}

Haley has never met her mother, though aspires to be like her as far as her magic is concerned. She will happily listen to the stories of her brothers and sisters and how they feel about their mother, as a way to get to know her. The young woman wishes to meet her godly parent one day, but doesn't get her hopes up to much.

_{Demigod Abilities}

-Thanks to her mother, Haley has a power known as Mist Manipulation, meaning that she controls the veil between the mundane and mythical worlds. For example, the young woman can make herself seem closer or further from you. She can also manipulate articles of clothing, hair color, and the features of someones face. She can disguise objects, create new objects, or make them disappear completely from view. Haley can basically make you see what she wants.

-Due to Hecate's affiliation with her torches, Haley can throw fire from her hands.

-Hecate is known as the mother of empousai, and through a long, hard, grueling process, Haley has learned to create them herself. They aren't as strong as her mothers, in the sense that you can kill them by simply slicing off their heads and they are only about two feet tall. She can call them to her aid in times of battle, and can only have three at any given time.

-Potion Brewing/Creation: Through reading various potion books and doing some experimenting Haley is a master at brewing certain potions. She sells them for profits around school.

-Laughing potion: takes fifteen minutes to make. Puts the drinker into a fit of hysterical laughter for an hour. Green in color. Side affects include laughing.

-Love potion: takes a week to make, and lasts for two weeks. Red in color. The drinker will fall in to a deep infatuation with the first person they see after drinking the potion. Side affects include two hundred missed calls, sweet texts that make you want to puke, theft of all your hoodies and an annoying human pet that won't leave your side for a full fourteen days.

-Calming potion: Takes two days to make, lasts for eight hours. Clear in color. Drinker will experience a calming affect that will eventually result in a blissful, light sleep. This potion helps to calm the persons nerves after a trauma or before a test. It won't make you forget what is making you upset, but rather help you to handle it in a way that doesn't appear to be a mental break down. Perfect for people with anxiety.

Truth potion: Two weeks creation process, lasts until all three questions are answered, and appears a milky white in color. The drinker of this potion will have to answer three questions completely honest. Chose your questions wisely.

Puking potion: Three hours creation time; lasts fifteen minutes. Appears orange in color, and produces a foul odor that is usually compared to that of gym socks. Anyone who drinks this potion will experience uncontrolled vomiting for a full fifteen minutes immediately after drinking it.

Energy potion: Takes one day to make, lasts for three days. Blue in color. Affects include absolutely no sleep for a full seventy-two hours. After the affects wear off, this potion will cause the drinker to sleep for a full three days afterward.

Though all of these potions have their certain colors, all of them are nearly tasteless. Some people may experience a slight after taste of strawberries from the love potion, lemons from the energy potion, etc.

These are the potions that Haley specializes in, and are guaranteed to work. If you need a different potion made, you are more than welcome to ask. However the price may be high, and it will take a while to make through a hectic process of trial and error.

_{-Has a solid white Samoyed named Nala.
-Owns a drawstring bag that holds an infinite number of items. All items must be able to fit in the bag, however.
Maia Mitchell || 00ffc}

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

Alva Jay Zolkin // Daughter of Khione

"I'm not random. You just can't think as fast as me. —Unknown.

_Name

Alva Jay Zolkin

_Age

18. November 5th.

_Gender

Female

_{Sexual Orientation}

Pansexual

_Ethnicity

Caucasian. (50% Greek, 50% Estonian.)

_{Years at Olympus Academy}

Three.

"I'm a little bit a little bit of the wall // Come on what you need ADHD for me" — Truslow, ADHD

_Appearance

Alva has what is considered to be a lithe frame; small, tiny and graceful. Her hair falls down to her waist, being considered platinum blonde in a series of light waves. Though small framed, AJ does have the slightest undertone of muscle due to her training and working hard at Camp Jupiter and her gymnastics lessons. Her face is made up of her small, gray-hazel eyes, average, rosey lips and nose and her possibly to long golden hair. AJ's hair is usually left falling naturally or pulled into a high set pony tail that is messy looking with the bangs left out to do their own thing.

The small figure can typically be see wearing neutral color clothes such as whites, gray's and blacks. However, she may throw in a dark blue or purple shirt every once in a while. No matter what, Alva always wear's her leather jacket somewhere on her body unless she is sleeping. As for footwear: Either combat boots, converse, or converse lace-up boots, or maybe even wedges with her adorned dresses. When she does wear dresses, skirts or sorts, they are short. Make-up is a key part of the girls appearance. Mascara and eyeliner is a everyday must for Alva, the eyeliner going on heavy. As for eyeshadow, it can be light, dark, silver or gold. Her lipstick/lip-gloss tends to range in colors and shades as well. Alva has a silver rope chain with a heart on it. She never goes anywhere without this and even wears it to bed.

-She has a labret piercing.
-She has her tongue pierced.
-Has two lobe piercings in each ear, as well as a helix piercing in both ears. Alva has an industrial piercing in her right ear.

_Personality

Alva is one of the most courageous and determined people that you could ever meet. However, she also has a kind side to her tough-girl persona. If you come to her with a problem, no matter how big or small, she will do her best to help you. Some may find this irony, considering her father is the god of the North Wind, and those who have brought it up, have lost close to all of AJ’s respect. If you ever find the small figure staring at you, don't get a big head about it, nor get offended. She stares at people all the time, sizing them up and doing her best to find their weak spots; Call it a survival tactic if you wish. She always has a smart a** comeback for everything; Call it inventive thinking with a hint of goofy snarky-ness. Her brain is constantly going oh-eight-hundred, leaving her to talk to herself the majority of the time about elaborate plans or spewing random facts, perhaps even just stringing random words together. AJ is a very smart person, both book and street smart on what could be considered an above average level when it comes to the book part. When she says book smart, she doesn’t mean on the basis of reading, but that of school books such as science and english. AJ always says the craziest and most random things, leaving you to think "What the heck does that mean" or "Is she mentally unstable?" Her energy levels are through the roof. Imagine you took a squirrel, gave it a jumbo sized can of Monster energy drink and then put it into a very small place so it's constantly bouncing up and down trying to get out. Pretty sure that sums up this tiny, spunky, blonde figure.

_History

Alva Jay was born in a small Estonian town on November fifth to her parents Khione and Markus. The man had previously met the goddess, Khione, at a prestigious party. The two clicked and next thing you knew, Alva was born. For the first few years of her life, her godly parent was in the picture. At the age of five, Markus and Khione had a falling out after she revealed the truth about who she was to him. It was to much for him to understand and comprehend. Only a mad woman would ever say such things. Markus took his daughter and moved to Santa Monica, California. Here was where they met Titania. Alva was a little confused about what to think of the woman and her soon-to-be step-brothers. Needless to say, the two were married, AJ the flower girl. AJ fit right in with her new brothers, among being put into Gymnastics class. She quickly learned this skill. Khione attempted to stay in contact throughout AJ's life, but Markus would only allow the goddess to see her daughter on the childs birthday.

All throughout her life, Alva has seen thing that were not considered to be real. People and animal like figures. However, AJ never told anyone, as she had been told that she had a over active imagination and was just fine with telling herself that. Her childhood was filled with coming home from school and running around the yard, climbing trees and messing around with the guys up until the point where fashion came into play. Don't get her wrong, Alva would do all of the old activities with her brothers, just never in a nice outfit anymore. Alva's school life was a little on the bad side, however. The girl was made fun of in class while reading aloud and tripping over her words due to dyslexia. Being ADHD helped nothing. She could not sit still in class, causing the teachers to be mad. However, the children making fun of her pushed her harder into her studies, the girl always thinking that she could do better. At the age of 12 or so, AJ began to really get into her music, secluding herself from people that she did not really have a use for. However, the dares and grades, along with witty comebacks, made the blonde girl known to many.

Then came the emotional roller coaster at the age of 13. Up until this point, Alva's life had been all smiles and laughter, sadness a undertone. On the way back from a Gymnastics competition in which she had placed second, feeling pretty stoked about the matter, Markus would get a call on his cellphone and quickly hanging up, the pain apparent in his eyes.

"What's the matter, father," the girl asked.

"Mr. Richards from the police department just informed me that your mother... she was in a accident, AJ," Markus would respond.

A million different conclusions and possibilities would run through the girls mind as she sat in the passengers seat of the car, playing with the necklace that her mother had just given her two weeks prior. Markus made the speed hand rise, Alva barely aware of his knuckles turning white on the wheel. Pulling up on the scene, not realizing in the direction that they were heading, Alva would see a gurney, a black body bag atop of it being loaded into a ambulance. A car -her mothers car- was squashed like a tin-can between the front end of a eighteen wheeler and a large tree. It didn't take long for the girl to put two and two together as the grief came crashing down on her shoulders.

"Dad..." Alva said, her voice weak. The man took her small frame into a large, warm embrace, tears starting to run down her cheeks.

"I know, darling, I know," was all the man could say.

From that moment on, Alva's world was practically turned upside down. She loved her family, but her mother had been her rock, the person that was always there for her, and she had had no chance to say good-bye. AJ trained more vigorously, studied more and, of course listened to her music more. Perhaps it was all of the stress that helped her powers to manifest. Regardless of whatever reason, Markus was furious when ice started forming in the palms of his daughters hands. On her fourteenth birthday, Khione explained everything to her daughter about her lineage. AJ's reaction was a mixture of surprise and confusion. The goddess gave her daughter some small tips on how to control her powers, and through some light self training, AJ's powers were less tied to her emotions and more so to her concentration.

Right before her sixteenth birthday, Khione came to the Zolkin house, and explained what Olympus Academy and it's importance was. Markus didn't want his daughter to go to some strange school, but both Alva and the goddess insisted. At the beginning of the next school year, Alva was sent to Olympus Academy. Here she has been training like a mad woman and trying to become the strongest person she can be.

"She always said that she could form ice right from her hands. Cause snow to fall from the sky at her will. The madwoman never wore a jacket, even when it was freezing. The more I think about it, the more like ice she was. Not in the sense of being cold and hard, but in the paleness of her skin, and the delicateness of her features. You remind me so much of her." — Markus

_{Godly Parent}

Khione, Goddess of snow, ice and the cold.

_{Relationship With Godly Parent}

Alva respects her mother, though they are not the closest. It is something that Alva wishes to change, though it doesn't seem likely with the goddesses busy schedule.

_{Demigod Abilities}

Cryokenisis: Just like her mother, Alva has complete control over snow and ice.

-She isn't affected by cold temperatures.
-Alva can turn humans or demigods into ice. Of course this isn't permanent, and can be reversed. However it does take a long time without a heat source near by.
-AJ can make something grow colder and colder to the point where it feels like it's burning, and even cause frostbite.
-The young woman can can summon very violent blizzards and other snow-associated calamities with a wave of her hand.
-She can sense fire, and people with fire abilities. Get's hot very easily.
-Can form objects out of ice, such as swords, spikes, ice sculptures, etc.

_{Kerli Koiv | DCC5FF}

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Alva Jay Zolkin // Daughter of Khione

"I'm not random. You just can't think as fast as me. —Unknown.

_Name

Alva Jay Zolkin

_Age

18. November 5th.

_Gender

Female

_{Sexual Orientation}

Pansexual

_Ethnicity

Caucasian. (50% Greek, 50% Estonian.)

_{Years at Olympus Academy}

Two.

"I'm a little bit a little bit of the wall // Come on what you need ADHD for me" — Truslow, ADHD

_Appearance

Alva has what is considered to be a lithe frame; small, tiny and graceful. Her hair falls down to her waist, being considered platinum blonde in a series of light waves. Though small framed, AJ does have the slightest undertone of muscle due to her training and working hard at Camp Jupiter and her gymnastics lessons. Her face is made up of her small, gray-hazel eyes, average, rosey lips and nose and her possibly to long golden hair. AJ's hair is usually left falling naturally or pulled into a high set pony tail that is messy looking with the bangs left out to do their own thing.

The small figure can typically be see wearing neutral color clothes such as whites, gray's and blacks. However, she may throw in a dark blue or purple shirt every once in a while. No matter what, Alva always wear's her leather jacket somewhere on her body unless she is sleeping. As for footwear: Either combat boots, converse, or converse lace-up boots, or maybe even wedges with her adorned dresses. When she does wear dresses, skirts or sorts, they are short. Make-up is a key part of the girls appearance. Mascara and eyeliner is a everyday must for Alva, the eyeliner going on heavy. As for eyeshadow, it can be light, dark, silver or gold. Her lipstick/lip-gloss tends to range in colors and shades as well. Alva has a silver rope chain with a heart on it. She never goes anywhere without this and even wears it to bed.

-She has a labret piercing.
-She has her tongue pierced.
-Has two lobe piercings in each ear, as well as a helix piercing in both ears. Alva has an industrial piercing in her right ear.

_Personality

Alva is one of the most courageous and determined people that you could ever meet. However, she also has a kind side to her tough-girl persona. If you come to her with a problem, no matter how big or small, she will do her best to help you. Some may find this irony, considering her father is the god of the North Wind, and those who have brought it up, have lost close to all of AJ’s respect. If you ever find the small figure staring at you, don't get a big head about it, nor get offended. She stares at people all the time, sizing them up and doing her best to find their weak spots; Call it a survival tactic if you wish. She always has a smart a** comeback for everything; Call it inventive thinking with a hint of goofy snarky-ness. Her brain is constantly going oh-eight-hundred, leaving her to talk to herself the majority of the time about elaborate plans or spewing random facts, perhaps even just stringing random words together. AJ is a very smart person, both book and street smart on what could be considered an above average level when it comes to the book part. When she says book smart, she doesn’t mean on the basis of reading, but that of school books such as science and english. AJ always says the craziest and most random things, leaving you to think "What the heck does that mean" or "Is she mentally unstable?" Her energy levels are through the roof. Imagine you took a squirrel, gave it a jumbo sized can of Monster energy drink and then put it into a very small place so it's constantly bouncing up and down trying to get out. Pretty sure that sums up this tiny, spunky, blonde figure.

_History

Alva Jay was born in a small Estonian town on November fifth to her parents Khione and Markus. The man had previously met the goddess, Khione, at a prestigious party. The two clicked and next thing you knew, Alva was born. For the first few years of her life, her godly parent was in the picture. At the age of five, Markus and Khione had a falling out after she revealed the truth about who she was to him. It was to much for him to understand and comprehend. Only a mad woman would ever say such things. Markus took his daughter and moved to Santa Monica, California. Here was where they met Titania. Alva was a little confused about what to think of the woman and her soon-to-be step-brothers. Needless to say, the two were married, AJ the flower girl. AJ fit right in with her new brothers, among being put into Gymnastics class. She quickly learned this skill. Khione attempted to stay in contact throughout AJ's life, but Markus would only allow the goddess to see her daughter on the childs birthday.

All throughout her life, Alva has seen thing that were not considered to be real. People and animal like figures. However, AJ never told anyone, as she had been told that she had a over active imagination and was just fine with telling herself that. Her childhood was filled with coming home from school and running around the yard, climbing trees and messing around with the guys up until the point where fashion came into play. Don't get her wrong, Alva would do all of the old activities with her brothers, just never in a nice outfit anymore. Alva's school life was a little on the bad side, however. The girl was made fun of in class while reading aloud and tripping over her words due to dyslexia. Being ADHD helped nothing. She could not sit still in class, causing the teachers to be mad. However, the children making fun of her pushed her harder into her studies, the girl always thinking that she could do better. At the age of 12 or so, AJ began to really get into her music, secluding herself from people that she did not really have a use for. However, the dares and grades, along with witty comebacks, made the blonde girl known to many.

Then came the emotional roller coaster at the age of 13. Up until this point, Alva's life had been all smiles and laughter, sadness a undertone. On the way back from a Gymnastics competition in which she had placed second, feeling pretty stoked about the matter, Markus would get a call on his cellphone and quickly hanging up, the pain apparent in his eyes.

"What's the matter, father," the girl asked.

"Mr. Richards from the police department just informed me that your mother... she was in a accident, AJ," Markus would respond.

A million different conclusions and possibilities would run through the girls mind as she sat in the passengers seat of the car, playing with the necklace that her mother had just given her two weeks prior. Markus made the speed hand rise, Alva barely aware of his knuckles turning white on the wheel. Pulling up on the scene, not realizing in the direction that they were heading, Alva would see a gurney, a black body bag atop of it being loaded into a ambulance. A car -her mothers car- was squashed like a tin-can between the front end of a eighteen wheeler and a large tree. It didn't take long for the girl to put two and two together as the grief came crashing down on her shoulders.

"Dad..." Alva said, her voice weak. The man took her small frame into a large, warm embrace, tears starting to run down her cheeks.

"I know, darling, I know," was all the man could say.

From that moment on, Alva's world was practically turned upside down. She loved her family, but her mother had been her rock, the person that was always there for her, and she had had no chance to say good-bye. AJ trained more vigorously, studied more and, of course listened to her music more. Perhaps it was all of the stress that helped her powers to manifest. Regardless of whatever reason, Markus was furious when ice started forming in the palms of his daughters hands. On her fourteenth birthday, Khione explained everything to her daughter about her lineage. AJ's reaction was a mixture of surprise and confusion. The goddess gave her daughter some small tips on how to control her powers, and through some light self training, AJ's powers were less tied to her emotions and more so to her concentration.

Right before her sixteenth birthday, Khione came to the Zolkin house, and explained what Olympus Academy and it's importance was. Markus didn't want his daughter to go to some strange school, but both Alva and the goddess insisted. At the beginning of the next school year, Alva was sent to Olympus Academy. Here she has been training like a mad woman and trying to become the strongest person she can be.

"She always said that she could form ice right from her hands. Cause snow to fall from the sky at her will. The madwoman never wore a jacket, even when it was freezing. The more I think about it, the more like ice she was. Not in the sense of being cold and hard, but in the paleness of her skin, and the delicateness of her features. You remind me so much of her." — Markus

_{Godly Parent}

Khione, Goddess of snow, ice and the cold.

_{Relationship With Godly Parent}

Alva respects her mother, though they are not the closest. It is something that Alva wishes to change, though it doesn't seem likely with the goddesses busy schedule.

_{Demigod Abilities}

Cryokenisis: Just like her mother, Alva has complete control over snow and ice.

-She isn't affected by cold temperatures.
-Alva can turn humans or demigods into ice. Of course this isn't permanent, and can be reversed. However it does take a long time without a heat source near by.
-AJ can make something grow colder and colder to the point where it feels like it's burning, and even cause frostbite.
-The young woman can can summon very violent blizzards and other snow-associated calamities with a wave of her hand.
-She can sense fire, and people with fire abilities. Get's hot very easily.
-Can form objects out of ice, such as swords, spikes, ice sculptures, etc.

_{Kerli Koiv | DCC5FF}

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Haley Marie Asher // Daughter of Hecate

"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad." —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

_Name

Haley Marie Asher

_Age

Nineteen.

_Gender

Female.

_{Sexual Orientation}

Bi-curious.

_Ethnicity

Caucasian. (100% Sad Bitch, 50% Greek, 50% Australian.)

_{Years at Olympus Academy}

Three

I don't wanna be this way forever // Keep telling myself that I'll get better // Every time I try, I always stop me // Maybe I'm just scared to be happy — P!nk, Happy

_Appearance

Haley stands at five feet, four inches tall, being considered an average height, though she seems to be shorter than most of the other campers her age. Looking upon her face, the first thing that you will notice about her is her eyes - easily her most dominant feature. Her eyes are almond shaped, and are a dark hazel color with golden specks in them. They can either seem warm and inviting like a cup of warm coffee, or hard as stone. Her nose is slightly pudgy and seems a bit big for her face. Her lips are considered to be thin, though the bottom one is slightly fuller than the upper. A light splash of freckles cover her face, mainly under her eyes and across her nose, and can be found on her arms as well. Her lashes are long, and her eyebrows are thick, though not considered bushy.

Haley's body shape is considered to be a pudgy hour glass. Years of training have lead to there being a undertone of muscle on her arms and legs. Her hair falls just below her mid back in natural, messy waves. Her skin is considered to be light tan in color. Her smile is said to light up whatever room that she is in, though it is rarely seen. When she does smile, there is a dimple on the upper right side of her chin.

There are a few identifiable marks on the young womans body. One being a inch long scar under her knuckle, slightly on the left side of her index finger on her right hand. She also have a scar in the shape of a near perfect triangle on the inside of her right ankle where she fell off a bike and her foot got wrapped in the chain when she was ten.

For her clothing choice, Haley can typically be found wearing a band t-shirt of some kind, and skinny jeans. A extra hair band as well as her rubber US Army bracelet can be found on her right wrist at all times. She prefers dark colors, and will never be found wearing something pink. Though she despises them, Haley will wear a dress on very special occasions. Her hair is found either worn down or in a ponytail. A leather cord necklace with a dragon pendant wrapped around a crystal can be found around her neck at all times. Her drawstring bag, a gift from her mother, Hecate, is typically found hanging from one shoulder. For footwear, she typically wears combat boots or converse. She doesn't particularly care for make-up, though she will wear mascara.

_Personality

On the outside looking in, Haley is one of the most happy, socially awkward people that you could ever meet. Always saying something goofy, and having a way with words, the girl is the type to almost always have a smile on her face and is not quick to get angered. Having social anxiety is perhaps the reason for her social awkwardness, which causes her to say and do really random things in public. Haley is the type of girl that may come off as a bish from time to time. Some may say that the girl is violent, with her outbursts of random, crazy, violent sayings but she probably won't choke you with a marshmellow. However, that's the coverup that she puts on. The truth is, Haley suffers from depression. The girl tends to keep her emotions bottled inside and simply does her best to release them through her training.

Haley is a very loyal person, and will do practically anything for her friends. She doesn't trust or get attached to to many people, so when and if you hurt her, expect her to cut you out of her life completely. A promise means everything, and she will never break one.

She is typically found reading or listening to music. Her hang out spots include the stables, library or woods. Stubborn as they come, she sometimes has trouble accepting things as how they are. She is also very sarcastic and tends to make very dark humored jokes.

The young woman hates drama, gossip, and any other thing of the sort. She can typically be seen hanging out with the guys at school, because she considers females to much drama. Of course, if you ask her how she is doing, you will receive a great and a goofy thumbs up. Not being able to express herself truthfully angers her to no end, though, just like her true feelings, she doesn't let it show. In short, the girl is a half read book. To know her, you must first know the whole story.

_History

Haley was left on the door step of her father's house nine months after a one night stand with Hecate. The man wasn't sure how to act to the brief note telling him to take care of the child, or his to explain this all to his girlfriend, Sarah. However, he didn't feel right handing her over to get tossed around in the foster care system, so he began to care for her; Sarah wasn't particularly pleased about the news, but went along with his decision. Four months after Haley arrived on their doorstep, the happy couple was married.

Haley's early childhood was normal enough. She was made a big sister at the ages of four and five. She started elementary school at the age of five as well. At school, she found her love for books. It was clear that the little girl had an active imagination, as she loved to tell stories to her class. Her grades were good, she was happy. All of her life, Haley had seen strange things. However, around the age of eight, these things became more prominent.

She started to see monsters on the playground, and ghosts at the mall. When she first started seeing ghosts, she didn't realize that these people were invisible to everyone else, not that they were dead. Little Haley would talk to these ghosts in public, causing her to get questionable looks from her family, teachers, and strangers. At the age of nine, one of the teachers suggested that she speak to the school counselor, as it was a little out of the normal to still have imaginary friends at this age. Haley didn't completely understand why she was being made to talk to someone, but she went along with a few sessions. She gathered quickly what was going on, however, and stopped talking about what she seen in public a little after six months of seeing the counselor. Hearing the teachers talk to her parents about seeing things that 'weren't there' started to make her think something was wrong with her.

At the age of eleven, Haley began to be bullied by the other kids. They had no basis for doing so - just the normal elementary school stuff. The children wanted someone to make fun of, and she just so happened to be the victim. This caused her to be an outsider, and pull away from most of the other children. She continued to see the ghosts and mythological things as well. Centaurs running across the fields; Cyclopes walking the streets.

At the age of fifteen, she made a new friend - Kevin. Over a years time, she and Kevin grew close, sharing secrets and laughing together in the back of the class. Haley even told the boy about the things that she seen. For the first time in a long time, Kevin was the only person that didn't think she was crazy. However, the other children were mean to Kevin as well. He was a quiet guy, and therefore he was different; the kids didn't like different. When Haley turned sixteen, Kevin started acting strange. It was like he was on high alert, always looking out for something or someone. He hardly spoke anymore. He and Haley grew distant. Two months after her sixteenth birthday, a hellhound tried to attack her. Kevin defended her, but tried to act as if nothing happened after they had gotten to safety. Haley wasn't about to stand for it. She kept pressuring her friend until he gave her the information that she wanted. At first, Haley thought he was insane, but as she took the time to piece together the strange parts of her life with the new information, the more it made sense. Kevin proceeded to explain this to her parents as well. The decision to send her to Olympus Academy was unanimous.

She packed her bags and was sent to OA that school year where she was given a place to stay. It was nice to have a place to go to with people who were like her, but it took some time to get used to. Her first two years at OA, she just attended the school for the normal school year. She wanted to try and get the normal high school experience. High School turned out to be a nightmare for her. The kids got meaner, the monsters still tried to attack, putting everyone that she was around in danger. She began to blame herself for small things at first; nothing she did anymore was right. She wasn't happy with her appearance or personality, and kept trying to change herself. It seemed like no matter where's she went, she never fit in, not even at OA. She has opted into being a year round student this year.

If you asked her, she wouldn't be able to tell you what went wrong to make her feel the way she does. There wasn't any major childhood trauma or anything else of the sort. She tried making friends at OA, only to fail over and over. She was awkward, and always seemed to say the wrong thing. By the age of fifteen she had all but completely isolated herself from the world. The only friends she needed were her music, books and pens. She channeled her frustration and sadness into her training, staying in the practice arena for hours at a time. More often than not, Haley came back to the appartments with bruises and cuts everywhere. She aimed to try and be the best at something; swordsmanship and hand to hand combat seemed to be two things that it was good to be good at.

To this day, Haley still isolates herself, though she is trying to be more outgoing. So far, it only seems to work 10% of the time.

"She's powerful, she's beautiful, and she's mysterious. She's almost everything I aspire to be." — Haley

_{Godly Parent}

Hecate - Goddess of the Mist, Magic, Crossroads and Moon.

_{Relationship With Godly Parent}

Haley has never met her mother, though aspires to be like her as far as her magic is concerned. She will happily listen to the stories of her brothers and sisters and how they feel about their mother, as a way to get to know her. The young woman wishes to meet her godly parent one day, but doesn't get her hopes up to much.

_{Demigod Abilities}

-Thanks to her mother, Haley has a power known as Mist Manipulation, meaning that she controls the veil between the mundane and mythical worlds. For example, the young woman can make herself seem closer or further from you. She can also manipulate articles of clothing, hair color, and the features of someones face. She can disguise objects, create new objects, or make them disappear completely from view. Haley can basically make you see what she wants.

-Due to Hecate's affiliation with her torches, Haley can throw fire from her hands.

-Hecate is known as the mother of empousai, and through a long, hard, grueling process, Haley has learned to create them herself. They aren't as strong as her mothers, in the sense that you can kill them by simply slicing off their heads and they are only about two feet tall. She can call them to her aid in times of battle, and can only have three at any given time.

-Potion Brewing/Creation: Through reading various potion books and doing some experimenting Haley is a master at brewing certain potions. She sells them for profits around school.

-Laughing potion: takes fifteen minutes to make. Puts the drinker into a fit of hysterical laughter for an hour. Green in color. Side affects include laughing.

-Love potion: takes a week to make, and lasts for two weeks. Red in color. The drinker will fall in to a deep infatuation with the first person they see after drinking the potion. Side affects include two hundred missed calls, sweet texts that make you want to puke, theft of all your hoodies and an annoying human pet that won't leave your side for a full fourteen days.

-Calming potion: Takes two days to make, lasts for eight hours. Clear in color. Drinker will experience a calming affect that will eventually result in a blissful, light sleep. This potion helps to calm the persons nerves after a trauma or before a test. It won't make you forget what is making you upset, but rather help you to handle it in a way that doesn't appear to be a mental break down. Perfect for people with anxiety.

Truth potion: Two weeks creation process, lasts until all three questions are answered, and appears a milky white in color. The drinker of this potion will have to answer three questions completely honest. Chose your questions wisely.

Puking potion: Three hours creation time; lasts fifteen minutes. Appears orange in color, and produces a foul odor that is usually compared to that of gym socks. Anyone who drinks this potion will experience uncontrolled vomiting for a full fifteen minutes immediately after drinking it.

Energy potion: Takes one day to make, lasts for three days. Blue in color. Affects include absolutely no sleep for a full seventy-two hours. After the affects wear off, this potion will cause the drinker to sleep for a full three days afterward.

Though all of these potions have their certain colors, all of them are nearly tasteless. Some people may experience a slight after taste of strawberries from the love potion, lemons from the energy potion, etc.

These are the potions that Haley specializes in, and are guaranteed to work. If you need a different potion made, you are more than welcome to ask. However the price may be high, and it will take a while to make through a hectic process of trial and error.

_{-Has a solid white Samoyed named Nala.
-Owns a drawstring bag that holds an infinite number of items. All items must be able to fit in the bag, however.
Maia Mitchell || 00ffc}

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Cicily Morgan Delamar ~ Daughter of Zeus

"She was a wild one; always stomping on eggshells that everyone else tip-toed on." —Kailtlin Foster

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Name

Cicily Morgan Delamar

_Nickname(s):
CC - Mainly used by pretty much everyone.
Mo - Used by close friends and Family. She actually likes this one.
Queen of Sass
Sparky - She'll fucking kill you. Don't use this one.

Age

Twenty.

Gender

Female.

Sexual Orientation

"I sexually identify as a fucking attack helicopter."
Bisexual.

Ethnicity

50% Greek, 25% Italian, 25% Mexican

Years at Olympus Academy

Four.

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"Lyric from theme goes here (if more than one line, make it a full sentence)" — Song by band/artist goes here

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Appearance

Cicily stands at the average height of five feet, four inches. Her thick, dark brown hair falls to her waist. More often than not she just leaves it alone, but will pull it back into a ponytail or braid it. Her skin tone would be described as tan. Look8ng upon her square-ish face, you will see dark brown eyes, long lashes, thick eyebrows, full lips and a slightly wide nose.

Cicily is not afraid of makeup, and will gladly wear shades of dark red lipstick, mascara, highlighter, foundation, etc. Some days she feels like putting it all on, others, she simply let's her natural beauty shine.

Her personal style is casual, to say the least. In her closet, you will find sneakers, sandals, skirts, dresses, graphic tees, converse, skinny jeans, leggings, sweaters, shorts... anything and everything, really. She likes to wear a extra hair band on her right wrist, along with a bracelet made of sea glass. A leather cord ankle can be found on her right ankle.

Identifying marks include: piercings in both ears. A bellybutton piercing. A very small lightning bolt tattoo running along the side of her index finger. A scar running diagonally from her shoulder to her chest. She obtained this during a very brutal sword training exercise when things got out of hand. It is approximately six inches in length.

Personality

~ Sassy ~ Tomboy-ish ~ Hotheaded ~ Entergetic ~ Flirtatious ~ Free-spirited

When you think of a child of Zeus, the typical stereotype probably comes to mind. Blonde hair, arrogant, super tall, yada, yada, yada. Hi ahead and throw at least half of that stereotype out the window.

Though Hotheaded, Cicily is not arrogant. She knows she isn't the best, though she strives to be. The young woman is competitive, though not so much as to literally make a competition out of everything. A bit of an adrenaline junkie, Cicily loves to climb things, skydive, and do other various things that make some people say 'No way in hell.' It's no big secret that she loves makeup, but don't t let that fill you - Cicily has no problem taking anyone down in a fight, nor does she mind if she gets covered in mud from time to time.

It has been said that Cicily is full of energy, and loves to be outdoors. She is extremely sassy. Nearly every word out of her mouth is some sort of sarcastic comeback. She loves to flirt, though most of the time it is nothing serious.

When it comes down to it, Cicily has the mindset of a warrior. Be smarter, faster, quicker, and braver than the enemy. That doesn't mean that the young woman doesn't know how to let lose, however.

History

Cicilys mother, Alexandra, was a young, beautiful, Mexican-Italian woman of eighteen when she had Zeus. Looking for her start in the show blindness, she went for an audition for a small roll in a movie one day. The director - Zeus - took an instant liking to her. They had a few drinks, laughed, talked, and got to know each other at a party. Soon, the two grew close. Zeus promised Alexandra everything she could ever want: a family, a mansion in California, a big time movie career. Needless to say, Alex never got any of it. What she did get, however, was a positive pregnancy test. When Alex tried to call the Lord of the Sky to tell him the good news, the number had been disconnected. No one had any idea where he had disappeared to, and Alex never seen the man again. Upon the day of Cicilys birth, Alex did receive a letter, however. Said letter was not to be opened until Cicilys sixteenth birthday.

Cicily had a normal enough childhood. Her mother was a waitress attending night classes, struggling to pay the babysitter and searching for her next big break. Cicily attended normal, public, mortal schools. Her grades were mostly A's in science and history. Any of her other classes were merely average. When Cicily was almost twelve, something inside of her mother just... broke. Maybe it was the realization that she would never get her big break. Maybe it was the fact that Zeus would never come back. Whatever it was, it turned Alexandra I to a shell of a person. Though she spent any time at home drinking her life away, Alex always made sure to keep food on the table for CC, and clothes for her to wear. Perhaps it wasn't as good as what the other children had, but it could have been a lot worse.

Through out her childhood, a few strange things happened here and there. Once on the school playground, a bully tried to take Cicilys book bag. Feeling threatened, the young girl felt a knot form in her stomach, and then a large gust of wind. The bully hit the ground, and Cicilys book bag was now free. Little did she know the blast had came from herself.

Skipping forward until age twelve. Cicily loses her temper at the family get together after being sat at the kiddie table. The TV mysteriously explodes. There are a few more small episodes like this through out her childhood.

Upon her sixteenth birthday, Alexandra opened the letter from Zeus alongside a bottle of whiskey. Special instructions were listed to send Cicily to Olympus Academy along with an explanation for everything. Putting the pieces of her life together, Cicily could find no better option to why she was able to do strange things. A weekweek later, she arrived at Olympus Academy. She has been training and learning how to control her abilities ever since.

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"He had a way of manipulating words. He'd promise you the world without knowing that he was your world. Then he'd rip the world from your hands by leaving." — Alexandra Delamar

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Godly Parent

Zeus.

Lord of the Sky.
God of the Sky. Weather. Kingship. Honor. Justice. Rain and Lightning. King of the Gods. King of Olympus.

Relationship With Godly Parent

Neutral.

"I've never met my father. I've never even seen a picture of him. From what my mother tells me, he's a dick. From what everyone at the academy tells me.... He's a man slut with an outrageous ego. Perhaps he s not as bad as some think. Either way, I'm training hard in hopes that I won't be tobig of a disappointment when the time does come to meet him."

Demigod Abilities

Aerokinesis:

Air Manipulation.

~Can use wind blasts from her hands to shoot herself ten feet in any direction. (Not though the ground, of course.)
~Can create tornados. Tornados are of the F3 category, meaning 170 mile per hour wind speeds. Tornados have the tendency to suck in the air around her, so if she gets distracted, she can literally pull the own air from her lungs and cause herself to pass out.
~Cicily can lift things by using the wind, though they may not exceed the weight of 120 pounds.
~She can blow gusts of wind from her hands that can reach no more than twenty miles per hour.

Electrokinesis:

Electricity mamipulation.

~Cicily has the ability to control electricity, just like all other children of Zeus. She can shoot lightning bolts from her hands.
~She can cause the electronics in the bear vicinity to go haywire and/or explode. Said electronics must be within a ten foot radius. When emotional, she has been known to blow her own belongings to pieces.

Chlorokenisis:

The Control over earth and it's natural elements.

~A very limited skill, Cicily can make some plants grow. She can only make one to two plants grow at a time, and it works on nothing bigger than a flower.

Atmokinesis:

Weather control.

~Again, a very limited power, Cicily can summon just enough water to make her opponent... er... wet. More specifically, their t-shirt. She can throw the spheres of water at her attacker at five miles per hour - just enough to throw them off balance.

Selena Gomez | 7bcdc8 | Font used is 'across the road.'

(I know I need a theme song. Just haven't found one yet.)

~And the Mind Flows Freely~

Asher Blake Alcott | Son of Hecate

"Your daughter calls me daddy too." —Random Internet Meme.

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Name

Asher Blake Alcott

_Nickname(s):
Ash - Most common nickname. Used by practically everyone.
B - Used by close friends and Family.

Age

Twenty-two.

Gender

"I'm a unicorn. Don't look at me like that. I can be a unicorn."
Male.

Sexual Orientation

Heterosexual man slut.

Ethnicity

50%Greek, 50% American.

Years at Olympus Academy

Six.

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"Lyric from theme goes here (if more than one line, make it a full sentence)" — Song by band/artist goes here

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Appearance

Standing at six feet, two inches tall, Asher is a handsome young fellow - especially in his eyes. The young man has a square face with a defined jaw line, thick eyebrows, brown eyes and thin lips. His hair is also brown, and is cut short. It is usually left to do its own thing. Asher has large hands, and long fingers. He rarely smiles, and tends to smirk when he is amused. Spending a decent amount of time in the gym has given him a well defined six pack as well.

Adhere clothing style is what he likes to call "rich boy casual." He likes to wear dress shirts and jeans the vast majority of the time - the shirts must be tucked in. When he knows he's going to have a hard day of training, he will settle for a normal t-shirt.

Personality

On the outside looking in, Asher is a charming young man. He has a way with the ladies, and isn't scared to flirt. He is rather attentive, often leading to moments in conversations where people are shocked that he remembers small details from a story they told months ago. He's a regular everyday guy, doing his best to impress. He's extremely competitive, and loves a challenge. Rather charismatic, when Asher speaks, people tend to listen. A people pleaser, he often tends to bite his tongue when things upset him.

Underneath his skin, Asher is a troubled boy. He punches walls to release his frustrations. He drinks whiskey in order to laugh. He smokes cigarettes to stop his hands from shaking. He plays piano to calm his nerves. Sex is nothing but a way to release frustration. Asher is fiercely loyal, and protects the ones he loves. When he fails at that, he becomes extremely upset. He is his biggest critic, and his worst downfall.

Aside from that, he's a major fuckboy.

History

Asher was a result of a one night stand. His father was at a party, ran in to Hecate... bada bing, badaboom. (Use protection, kids.) His biological father was a drunk, and didn't want the child. When Asher appeared on his doorstep, his father took him to the hospital and turned him in. He was put up for adoption.

Over the course of his life, Asher has been in two different homes. His first was with the Washingtons. They fostered him until the age of five. Deciding they no longer wanted him, Asher was sent to a group home. He lived here from ages 6-16. Being the younger, smaller boy of the crowd he was often picked on; his food was stolen, his toys broken. However, there was one boy, Drew, who was a few years older than him. Drew taught Asher how to use his fists to fight back. He is also the one that taught Asher how to play piano.

Over the course of his life, Asher remembers seing a dark haired lawyer coming in and out of the group home when the other boys were being sent to their foster homes. On each occasion, ffh woman was sure to ask Ash how he was doing. They'd talk for a few minutes, she'd give him a bag of Skittles and tell him he was special. They woman never wpuld explain what she meant by thay.

On his sixteenth birthday, the lawyer came up to him and asked to speak with him outside. Asher obliged. The woman went on to talk to him like normal. Then she proceeded to tell him that he was special - just like always. Except this time, she explained. The woman told Asher that he was her son, and that she was the goddess Hecate. She went on to explain about Olympus Academy as well. Stunned, Asher didn't know what was going on. He freaked out, but after calming down, decided that whatever place she was going to send him to had to be better than his current living situation.

So off to Olympus Academy he went.

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"I wish I could have done more for my son. But you must understand that only the strong survive in this world. Rough childhoods breed strong adults." — Hecate

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Godly Parent

Hecate

Goddess of magic, ghosts, necromancy, the night, the moon, and crossroads.

Relationship With Godly Parent

"My whole life, my mother watched me struggle. She never bothered to help. I was young, scared, and confused. She stood by and watched it all. I guess you could say I'm a bit cold when it comes to her."

Demigod Abilities

Truthfully Speaking....

Asher has the ability to get people to tell him the truth, regardless if they want to or not. All he has to say is "Tell me the truth: *insert question here.*" After the subject has spoken the whole truth about the matter at hand, they are released from the spell. This does not work on children of Aphrodite and can only be used for one question, per person, per post.

Light 'em Up.

Due to Hecate's association with the torches, Asher has control over fire.

Pray For The Wicked

His mother being a somewhat minor goddess of Necromancy, Asher can see, hear and speak to ghosts.

Mist Manipulation

Ever heard of the mist? No? Well, it's the magical veil that separates the world of mythology from that of the mundane. Asher has control over the Mist. He can alter his appearance, as well as others around him (limited to three people at a time, one of those being himself). He can create temporary false memories. He can also teleport through the Mist. (Furthest distance is one hundred miles.)

Dave Franco | Silver | Font used is Eternal Fascination.

Olympus Academy // A School for Demigods and Demigoddesses

Alva Jay Zolkin // Daughter of Khione

"I'm not random. You just can't think as fast as me. —Unknown.

_Name

Alva Jay Zolkin

_Age

18. November 5th.

_Gender

Female

_{Sexual Orientation}

Pansexual

_Ethnicity

Caucasian. (50% Greek, 50% Estonian.)

_{Years at Olympus Academy}

Two.

"I'm a little bit a little bit of the wall // Come on what you need ADHD for me" — Truslow, ADHD

_Appearance

Alva has what is considered to be a lithe frame; small, tiny and graceful. Her hair falls down to her waist, being considered platinum blonde in a series of light waves. Though small framed, AJ does have the slightest undertone of muscle due to her training and working hard at Camp Jupiter and her gymnastics lessons. Her face is made up of her small, gray-hazel eyes, average, rosey lips and nose and her possibly to long golden hair. AJ's hair is usually left falling naturally or pulled into a high set pony tail that is messy looking with the bangs left out to do their own thing.

The small figure can typically be see wearing neutral color clothes such as whites, gray's and blacks. However, she may throw in a dark blue or purple shirt every once in a while. No matter what, Alva always wear's her leather jacket somewhere on her body unless she is sleeping. As for footwear: Either combat boots, converse, or converse lace-up boots, or maybe even wedges with her adorned dresses. When she does wear dresses, skirts or sorts, they are short. Make-up is a key part of the girls appearance. Mascara and eyeliner is a everyday must for Alva, the eyeliner going on heavy. As for eyeshadow, it can be light, dark, silver or gold. Her lipstick/lip-gloss tends to range in colors and shades as well. Alva has a silver rope chain with a heart on it. She never goes anywhere without this and even wears it to bed.

-She has a labret piercing.
-She has her tongue pierced.
-Has two lobe piercings in each ear, as well as a helix piercing in both ears. Alva has an industrial piercing in her right ear.

_Personality

Alva is one of the most courageous and determined people that you could ever meet. However, she also has a kind side to her tough-girl persona. If you come to her with a problem, no matter how big or small, she will do her best to help you. Some may find this irony, considering her father is the god of the North Wind, and those who have brought it up, have lost close to all of AJ’s respect. If you ever find the small figure staring at you, don't get a big head about it, nor get offended. She stares at people all the time, sizing them up and doing her best to find their weak spots; Call it a survival tactic if you wish. She always has a smart a** comeback for everything; Call it inventive thinking with a hint of goofy snarky-ness. Her brain is constantly going oh-eight-hundred, leaving her to talk to herself the majority of the time about elaborate plans or spewing random facts, perhaps even just stringing random words together. AJ is a very smart person, both book and street smart on what could be considered an above average level when it comes to the book part. When she says book smart, she doesn’t mean on the basis of reading, but that of school books such as science and english. AJ always says the craziest and most random things, leaving you to think "What the heck does that mean" or "Is she mentally unstable?" Her energy levels are through the roof. Imagine you took a squirrel, gave it a jumbo sized can of Monster energy drink and then put it into a very small place so it's constantly bouncing up and down trying to get out. Pretty sure that sums up this tiny, spunky, blonde figure.

_History

Alva Jay was born in a small Estonian town on November fifth to her parents Khione and Markus. The man had previously met the goddess, Khione, at a prestigious party. The two clicked and next thing you knew, Alva was born. For the first few years of her life, her godly parent was in the picture. At the age of five, Markus and Khione had a falling out after she revealed the truth about who she was to him. It was to much for him to understand and comprehend. Only a mad woman would ever say such things. Markus took his daughter and moved to Santa Monica, California. Here was where they met Titania. Alva was a little confused about what to think of the woman and her soon-to-be step-brothers. Needless to say, the two were married, AJ the flower girl. AJ fit right in with her new brothers, among being put into Gymnastics class. She quickly learned this skill. Khione attempted to stay in contact throughout AJ's life, but Markus would only allow the goddess to see her daughter on the childs birthday.

All throughout her life, Alva has seen thing that were not considered to be real. People and animal like figures. However, AJ never told anyone, as she had been told that she had a over active imagination and was just fine with telling herself that. Her childhood was filled with coming home from school and running around the yard, climbing trees and messing around with the guys up until the point where fashion came into play. Don't get her wrong, Alva would do all of the old activities with her brothers, just never in a nice outfit anymore. Alva's school life was a little on the bad side, however. The girl was made fun of in class while reading aloud and tripping over her words due to dyslexia. Being ADHD helped nothing. She could not sit still in class, causing the teachers to be mad. However, the children making fun of her pushed her harder into her studies, the girl always thinking that she could do better. At the age of 12 or so, AJ began to really get into her music, secluding herself from people that she did not really have a use for. However, the dares and grades, along with witty comebacks, made the blonde girl known to many.

Then came the emotional roller coaster at the age of 13. Up until this point, Alva's life had been all smiles and laughter, sadness a undertone. On the way back from a Gymnastics competition in which she had placed second, feeling pretty stoked about the matter, Markus would get a call on his cellphone and quickly hanging up, the pain apparent in his eyes.

"What's the matter, father," the girl asked.

"Mr. Richards from the police department just informed me that your mother... she was in a accident, AJ," Markus would respond.

A million different conclusions and possibilities would run through the girls mind as she sat in the passengers seat of the car, playing with the necklace that her mother had just given her two weeks prior. Markus made the speed hand rise, Alva barely aware of his knuckles turning white on the wheel. Pulling up on the scene, not realizing in the direction that they were heading, Alva would see a gurney, a black body bag atop of it being loaded into a ambulance. A car -her mothers car- was squashed like a tin-can between the front end of a eighteen wheeler and a large tree. It didn't take long for the girl to put two and two together as the grief came crashing down on her shoulders.

"Dad..." Alva said, her voice weak. The man took her small frame into a large, warm embrace, tears starting to run down her cheeks.

"I know, darling, I know," was all the man could say.

From that moment on, Alva's world was practically turned upside down. She loved her family, but her mother had been her rock, the person that was always there for her, and she had had no chance to say good-bye. AJ trained more vigorously, studied more and, of course listened to her music more. Perhaps it was all of the stress that helped her powers to manifest. Regardless of whatever reason, Markus was furious when ice started forming in the palms of his daughters hands. On her fourteenth birthday, Khione explained everything to her daughter about her lineage. AJ's reaction was a mixture of surprise and confusion. The goddess gave her daughter some small tips on how to control her powers, and through some light self training, AJ's powers were less tied to her emotions and more so to her concentration.

Right before her sixteenth birthday, Khione came to the Zolkin house, and explained what Olympus Academy and it's importance was. Markus didn't want his daughter to go to some strange school, but both Alva and the goddess insisted. At the beginning of the next school year, Alva was sent to Olympus Academy. Here she has been training like a mad woman and trying to become the strongest person she can be.

"She always said that she could form ice right from her hands. Cause snow to fall from the sky at her will. The madwoman never wore a jacket, even when it was freezing. The more I think about it, the more like ice she was. Not in the sense of being cold and hard, but in the paleness of her skin, and the delicateness of her features. You remind me so much of her." — Markus

_{Godly Parent}

Khione, Goddess of snow, ice and the cold.

_{Relationship With Godly Parent}

Alva respects her mother, though they are not the closest. It is something that Alva wishes to change, though it doesn't seem likely with the goddesses busy schedule.

_{Demigod Abilities}

Cryokenisis: Just like her mother, Alva has complete control over snow and ice.

-She isn't affected by cold temperatures.
-Alva can turn humans or demigods into ice. Of course this isn't permanent, and can be reversed. However it does take a long time without a heat source near by.
-AJ can make something grow colder and colder to the point where it feels like it's burning, and even cause frostbite.
-The young woman can can summon very violent blizzards and other snow-associated calamities with a wave of her hand.
-She can sense fire, and people with fire abilities. Get's hot very easily.
-Can form objects out of ice, such as swords, spikes, ice sculptures, etc.

_{Kerli Koiv | DCC5FF}