Vicier

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

@Vicier New character. ^^ I'm at your mercy :3

Tyler James Rumancek, Son of Hermes

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Ｔｙｌｅｒ　Ｊａｍｅｓ　Ｒｕｍａｎｃｅｋ

^{"The trick to not being discovered until it is too late is to become part of the expected surroundings. Stealth is more the art of blending in with the background than sneaking through dark shadows."}

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Name:

Tyler James Rumancek

Nicknames:

Ty, Rumancek, The Next Lightning Thief

Gender:

Male

Age:

16-years-old

Birthday:

August 27^th

Nationality:

American

Ethnicity:

Greek / Romany (Gypsy)

Place of Origin:

Sisters, Oregon

Distinguishing Features:

You'd think this boy was the son of Poseidon with how blue his eyes are.

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Relationship Status:

Single

Sexuality:

Bisexual; Female-leaning

Partner:

TBA

Ex-Partner:

TBA

Father:

Hermes / Mercury.. whichever you prefer. God of roads, travel, loads, gymnasiums, athletes, diplomacy, orators, thieves, commerce, trade, and invention.

Mother:

Destiny Rumancek

Siblings:

"Where do I even begin..?"

Legacy:

Dionysis, god of grape-harvest, wine, madness, parties, religious ecstasy, and theater.

Pets:

"I own a black coyote. Yeah, a black coyote. I call her Bella, as in Bellatrix. B for short. She gets along with other animals, most especially dogs, though she will try to attack and/or eat small animals, like rodents."

Other:

Tyler can usually tell the judge of someone's character by the way they answer a simple question. What are your thoughts on the phrase 'Never tickle a sleeping dragon.'? His own response is as follows.
"Clearly, the act is inadvisable due to its danger, and also not the best way to gain the information one would likely want about the creature. At the same time, the metaphorical meaning of not bothering that which does not bother you must be taken into account, which seems to me an admirable idea, and one worth remembering."

Detailed Relationship Information

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۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

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_{Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ　Ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ}

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Personality:

Tyler wants to be a hero, someone that everyone knows and reveres. But barring that, he’s willing to be a sort of dark knight. As the youngest of his siblings and constantly disregarded, Tyler is independent and desperate to prove himself, wanting to show his personal talent and leave a legacy behind in the minds of everyone. But he’s not brash. He is content to observe and work quietly, and he’s very intelligent, which is no small aid. He thinks before he acts and is adept at seeing all sides and analyzing situations so he can act to his best advantage. He wants to be something and make something of himself; proving himself better than anyone could have expected is one of his highest priorities. However, as intellectually mature as he may be, Tyler is still young and still learning. There is much he doesn’t understand and his social skills need work. He has somewhat of a low tolerance for certain people and is dismissive of those who are loud, unsubtle, and quick to offer opinions for everything. Nevertheless, other people are often "entitled" to his opinion in the form of his biting sarcastic remarks. Other than that he is a quiet and even somewhat withdrawn boy. While he enjoys the company of some of his friends, solitude is a balm for him. He has to be able to think and study.

Tyler is a knowledge seeker. He is one of those people who believe that knowledge and intelligence are central to success and power, so many things fascinate him and he can easily be found reading and studying even when he is done working on a project. In his mind no fact or understanding of a process or a tendency is unimportant or useless, and may help a person when they least expect it to. As such, he can usually provide extra information on most any subject, even if he gives it in a condescending manner. He is proud of what he knows, both the facts and the underlying understanding of how things work. Interestingly, though, Tyler’s quiet, studious exterior hides somewhat of a rebellious and unconventional streak. He likes to go his own way and will do it willingly. He also respects authority, but follows rules when it suits him—in other words, most of the time, but not if he has something else in mind that he deems worth the risk of losing points or perhaps damaging his image a little. However, as important as that is to him, these moments come very rarely. More frequently his unconventionality is manifested in an experimentative tendency.

Tyler loves a challenge and he loves besting people, but it is usually a private victory for him. He needs not brag and draw attention to his success as long as he knows personally that he has won. However, this is not to say what he doesn’t need others’ acclaim. Being noticed is important to him, and he hates being ignored, but he would rather people notice by themselves how outstanding he truly is. That being said, criticism tends to bounce off of him as well--he is rather selective about what he hears and chooses to take to heart. Despite a sometimes ungracious manner, and a self-preserving and self-benefiting attitude, the boy is not bad at heart. He would always stick up for those he considers his friends, and is not averse to helping even strangers, after he is finished or providing it doesn’t inconvenience him. But when he is hurt, it is common to find him completely withdrawn and intractable, working only for himself in a kind of cool temper that can take a while to thaw out, even with the efforts of his closest friends. Unfortunately, Tyler is also prone to hold grudges after problems with others, and he is stubborn about them, though adaptable in other situations.

Tyler is a careful and patient boy. He’ll watch and wait for a long time with an observant and analyzing eye without feeling a need to do anything himself, gaining something from everything he sees. Not only that, he’s good at making what he sees help him in some way. He’s also good at using all the resources he can to help him achieve whatever goal he has in mind. Tyler is driven and works diligently to achieve any goal he’s set for himself, and places these goals above most other things. As such, he’s very organized; he hates clutter and his personal space, personal appearance, and his management of time and such are all very neat and organized, often following a schedule or other method of keeping everything in its proper place and time. It bothers him when things aren’t set out clearly and prioritized so they can be followed right. He’s a very good multi-tasker and his organization helps him make sure everything gets accomplished exactly when and how he planned it to. If it doesn't, he'll fix it until it does.

Likes:

✔ Harry Potter
✔ Reading
✔ Playing games on PC
✔ Watching anime
✔ Drawing
✔ Photography
✔ Stormy nights
✔ Swimming
✔ Outsmarting people
✔ Music
✔ Board games
✔ Sports (playing and watching)
✔ Capture the Flag
✔ Trips to the river/lake

Dislikes:

✘ People
✘ Snitches
✘ Birds
✘ Debbie downers
✘ Cats (semi-allergic)
✘ Overcast days w/o rain
✘ People who talk too much
✘ Squash, Meatloaf, Asparagus

Biography:

All very uninteresting, I'm afraid.. will be written in, eventually.

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Cabin:

Number Six

Responsibilities:

✉ Tends to the horses
✉ Helps in the strawberry field

Status:

Full-Time Camper

Bead Count:

Tyler has four beads, he'll be getting his fifth this year.

Abilities:

✉ Enhanced Speed
✉ Audiokinesis
✉ Enhanced Theft Abilities
✉ Chlorokinesis

Fatal Flaw:

Emotionally fragile, and impatient.

Form:

None.

Weapons:

✉ Winged shoes
✉ Push
✉ Dagger
✉ A short sword by the name of Hatred's Bite.

Detailed Ability Information

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Abilities - In-Depth Look:

▶ Enhanced Speed ◀

✉ Children of Hermes have a high athletic ability and swiftness.

• Teleportation: Some children of Hermes inherit super speed fast enough to run on air and become a blur.

▶ Audiokinesis ^(limited) ◀

✉ Children of Hermes are skilled at trickery and very persuasive, acting very good as spies and influencers.

▶ Enhanced Theft Abilities ◀

✉ Children of Hermes are able naturally stealthy and can supernaturally steal things without people noticing, even other demigods.

• Clauditiskinesis: Children of Hermes can magically sense the internal structure and mechanisms of any lock they touch. They are able to make it unlock, even telekinetically. This doesn't work on cursed locks, though.
  
  
  
  • Lock Intuition: They can identify curses and traps placed on locks. If they concentrates hard enough, they can deactivate them.

▶ Chlorokinesis ◀

✉ With a Legacy like Dionysus, he has some control over plants.

▶ Theater Kid ◀

✉ He is a really good actor, sometimes using this to his advantage when he gets in trouble. Unsure whether its a perk of having Mr. D as a Legacy or if that's just part of Tyler's own "charm".

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Weaknesses:

✉ He is withdrawn, perhaps overly so, making it difficult for him to relate to others at times, he is often quite bitingly sarcastic out of nowhere, even when uncalled for. While he is very good at waiting for the right opportunity to do something, the boy is somewhat impatient with others and expects them to not waste time. He's also a touch judgmental, not based on prejudices but on first impressions of people. Nathaniel's independence also pushes him to the limits of authority.

Theme Song:

Feeling Good by Michael Bublé

Theme Song

Face-Claim:

Brandon Flynn

Color Code:

#F6B45B

@Moro

Love him..! Ty is definitely going to make an interesting addition to the camp, that's for sure. You can pop him across with your other characters, love ♡

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Erin Chase & Rachel Dare}

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Location: The Big House; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
^{Interacting With: Kyrin Nahng (@Rodiak), and each other.}

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She didn't want to do this...

Arms folded, rather nervously, over the front of her body, hands holding onto her elbows; Erin stared up at the ladder that led up and into the attic of the Big House. Clearly not looking forward to... whatever the hell it was that happened whenever someone was sent to see the Oracle. She'd been to the Big House a thousand times over- it was where they held their councillor meetings; where she was forced to go whenever she set her hellhounds loose on an unsuspecting camper, or when she opened up a fissure that would send someone who was pissing her off straight into the pits of Tartarus. Things her father considered to be 'childs play'. But to come here for a quest-..?

Steeling herself for what was about to happen, the side of her pointer finger dashing across the skin under her eyes to quickly rid herself of any tears she had managed to shed during her meeting with Dionysus, she drew in a deep breath. Letting it out, slowly, through her darkly painted lips before she stepped forward, and a little awkwardly began climbing the ladder. Her arm lifting up to push open the door before letting herself through. Hands immediately brushing one another and the front of her skin-tight jeans as she hit solid ground once more. Dark eyes casting a glance around the room; not at all perturbed by the dark atmosphere that currently surrounded her on all sides. On the contrary; it felt comforting.

Hesitating- weary, despite the sense of home the darkness brought to her, Erin's voice was soft as she spoke out, "..hello..?"

"..hello, Erin."

The voice that responded to her through the darkness was soft, though clear enough as it floated through the attic. Leaving a rather cheerful ring in the air as she spoke out, greeting the young demigod into what was, for all intents and purposes, one of her many work spaces and places to relax; Rachel smiled warmly. It wasn't as though she didn't normally get visitors; hell, she had her regulars - Ky' vie Morgan... Greyson Davies... Brandon Murphy... Imogen Parsons... Elias Schneider... the list went on.

"Oh, don't be shy... I don't bite. Well; not unless you want me to..." Her soft chuckle filling the peaked room, head shaking lightly from side to side, Rachel's long orangey-red locks brushed back and forth over the ground beneath her. Her dark eyes opening slowly so that she was able to get her first look at Erin from where she was sat, upside down, over the large cushiony armchair that she'd purchased herself in order to spruce up the place once she'd made the choice to move in full-time, "Please; make yourself at home. Tell Rachel all about what's bothering you."

"..I'm fine here..." What the hell was with this chick..? She was like an overly friendly harpy; though one that was ready to sign you up for a cult if you weren't careful enough to watch what you said around her. Was she like this around everyone..? Or was she being extra creepy just for her..? Erin wasn't sure she wanted to stick around long enough to find out, "..I was sent to see the Oracle..."

"You're looking at her."

Not sure she'd heard right, Erin stared at the woman in front of her- really, she didn't look much older than her half-brother; vastly different to the rumors she'd heard fly about the Oracle being some decrepid mummified corpse, "..you're the Oracle..?" She paused, her dark gaze flicking over the woman for a moment, "..you..?"

Chuckling once more, Rachel twisted her body around in the chair. Straightening herself up first before she folded her legs underneath her, making herself just that little bit more comfortablt for the conversation, "Expecting someone else..?"

"..a corpse..?"

"You're a few years too late for that host body. Sorry to disappoint."

"..you wouldn't be the first to do that..." Shrugging her shoulders lightly, dissmissively, Erin let her gaze trail away from the Oracle and instead, out across the attic; though she wasn't really focussing on anything she saw. There were, however, a hell of a lot of candles... She had to wonder for a moment whether or not Rachel made them herself, or just bulk ordered them in. Shoving the stupid ADHD induced thought aside once it floated through her mind, Erin brought her attention back to the woman in question, "..so you're the one who's supposed to give me this stupid prophecy..?"

"Correct. Are you ready..?"

"..do I really have a choice..?"

The words had barely left her lips before the room around her burst into light. Flames flickering to life over the candles that, now lit, Erin could see seemed to occupy nearly every spare inch of the surfaces in the attic. Rachel's once dark eyes clouded over- the very iris' turning to smoke as a gentle green mist began to filter in from the corners of the room; soon covering the ground so thickly that it was near impossible for Erin to see her own feet anymore.

"W-What the fuc-..?" Not expecting... well, any of what happened. Erin's thoughts had barely any time to form on her lips before she felt herself freeze up. The gentle, though very much unwelcomed, touch of the Oracle's fingers against her cheek causing her attention to draw back around until she was staring into the abyss that was the womans eyes. The voice greeting her coming across as far off- distant... and mixed with what sounded like another as she spoke.

"Six figures, tall, stand strong in the East.
A land of Pisa, pasta, and much art none the least.
While two might find love, one soul shall be taken.
The Ladies dove shall be found, but what vengance will it awaken..?"

A cold shiver ran up the length of her spine, and Erin stumbled to put space between her and the Oracle. What the hell had that been..? Fuck, she loved horror movies more than most; but that didn't mean she wanted to be apart of one..! Screw this shit. Ares could have her; she wanted no part in any of this crap. Nothing was worth this.

Staring at the woman a few brief moments longer, Erin turned her back. Not bothering to say a word, either of thanks or otherwise, as she hurriedly descended down the ladder and back to the second floor of the Big House. The sound of the attic door closing barely registering in her mind as she was already on the move. Feet carrying her quickly across the landing and down the stairs in an effort to put as much space between her and the freak upstairs as she could; she didn't even seem to notice that she'd brushed past a familiar figure waiting for her as she rushed out of the house and into the fresh air of the camp.

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

@Vicier @MarshiestMallow @Moro Here is my first character! :)

Vivian Lucasta - Daughter of Apollo

_{"The only thing that will make you happy is being happy with who you are." —Goldie Hahn}

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_{𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Name:

Vivian Diana Lucasta

Nick-Names:

Viv, Valley Girl, Pocket of Sunshine

Gender:

Cisgendered Female

Age:

17

Birthday:

August 1st

Nationality:

American (comes from Swedish, English-Irish ancestry)

Place of Origin:

Santa Monica, California

Distinguishing Features:

Vivian has often been described as a beautiful girl with kind eyes and hair more golden than the light of the sun. Her smile is infectious with a full set of pearly whites and a skin tone that is tanned only slightly to give her a shade above white but not as near to tan as one might expect from a child of the sun. Her body, though it is adequately proportioned is neither too thin nor too curvy. She not only finds herself physically equipped with mostly-average weight-to-height proportions, there’s also a sense of long-forgotten sweetness when someone gazes into her blue eyes. She is, after all, the personification of a Valley Girl.

And like a Valley girl, Vivian’s fashion sense reflects that very thing. She’ll always be seen in bold, yet highly-fashionable, colors. Whether she wears skirts or shorts, a shirt or a tank, always they are boldly fashionable, but it’s highly likely for this girl to wear some shade of yellow, orange, coral, or even a slightly-darker shade of white (silver likely) when considering her outfit of the day. As a child of the sun, she just can’t help herself when it. She loves feeling beautiful and free. She adores the many shades of bold yellow, soft gold, and the grays and whites in-between.

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Relationship Status:

Single

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Partner:

N/A.

Ex-Partner:

TBD

Father:

No step-father

Mother:

Lillian Lucasta

Siblings:

Will Solace - Half-Brother
Kalinda Franklins - Half-Sister

Legacy:

Helios, The Chariot God

Pets:

A golden retriever named Hope

Other:

N/A

𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Personality:

Bubbily ☼ Energetic ☼ Overtly Positive ☼ Easy to Please ☼ Friendly ☼ Lovable ☼ Carefree ☼ Overworries ☼ Prone to opinions about her ☼ Insecure to a degree ☼ Often forgetful ☼ Easily discouraged

Vivian embodies just about everything you or anyone could possibly imagine or want from a Daughter of the Greek God of Sun, Music, and Art. She embodies a liveliness that is infectious. Her smile and her laugh, the way she carries herself and how always - always - Vivian Lucasta can both make herself the life and center of the party (or any group/crowd for that matter) and not appear to be as though she wanted is both something that speaks to her character and how she never actively seeks attention. She also will never talk negatively about anyone or anything. A good girl to her core, Vivian believes there is good in just about anyone she meets. It doesn’t matter if they have been known to do bad things to people she has known to love or if they thought about doing these horrible things. Through it all, VIvian has been brought up to see the good in everyone and she continues to see the good in people now.

While Vivian is certainly the kind of person who will show an overly-positive demeanor with an engaging, lovable, and often abrasive niceness, she isn’t without some easily-influenceable aspects to her overall being. Particularly, Vivian has a lot of insecurities about how she can be perceived and most importantly, this happy-go-lucky valley girl is one of the easiest people to discourage and influence. Because she is so naive and so absolutely ignorant to a lot of things, to get her to see that one person might be good even when they are not is almost comedic in how she will never see the truth coming. And even then, Vivian’s still pretty clueless and doesn’t know if so and so was actually a horrible person or not. That part of her brain has been wired to only see the light, never the darkness. It’s both a blessing and a curse.

There also seems to be a bit of an inner-airhead when it comes to the Daughter of Apollo. It’s not that she doesn’t have a brain or any sign of intelligence up in her noggin, but because she is easily influenced by anyone who would dare want to use her in such horrible ways, she is also quite forgetful. She doesn’t forget names or faces or anything like that, but some important information like tests, where she was told to meet people - or hell, even something so short term as for where the gym is can slip her mind. But she does it all in such a cute way that people just laugh it off. But if there’s one person who’ll always give her crap about this particular aspect about her.

Likes:

✔ THE SUN and summer, too!
✔ Blueberry anything: muffins, cookies, pancakes, waffles, smoothies -- you name it.
✔ The beach, or generally just being out in the sunshine.
✔ Music and the arts
✔ Competition. Vivian might be easily dissuaded but there’s something exciting about the games at Camp like the tower and everything else.
✔ Helping others
✔ Reality television
✔ Going for long walks on the beach

Dislikes:

✘ Snakes. Due to the curse laid upon her and her half-siblings, Vivian has a very intense dislike - and in some cases, fear - of snakes.
✘ Freezing weather. She loves being out in the sunlight, so the lack of it makes her hate the winter
✘ Her insecurities
✘ Bad vibes. Vivian is always so happy and she just hates it when there's negativity around her, or directed at her, or anywhere near her
✘ Not so much a dislike but a worry about children of Hecate due to their potential of curses. Vivian hates to even think about it, but the idea of curses -- such as the one cast upon her and her siblings. She just doesn't trust them in that regard.
✘ Peanuts. Not that she's allergic, but she just never has enjoyed the taste.
✘ Aggressive rock music

Biography:

Love is often hard to come by, especially in a world where it’s highly cynical of the concept of love, as well as the genuine concern that someone who shows even a little attention wants something in return.

And, usually that is the case, but it wasn’t the case for Lillian Lucasta. She was - and still is - a simple girl (well now woman) who was just twenty-one when she met the man of her dreams. For so long, she had the image of this man in her mind. Ever since she could think of the perfect man who could sweep her off her feet and make her feel truly special, the moment she met Apollo, the Greek God of the Sun and Music, proved to her that her dream guy didn’t even come close to him. The sweet smile he always gave her when she laughed and the way he made her feel every time they kissed and how he touched her.

Their time together was short, but it wasn’t the first time that Apollo graced Lillian with his presence. He showed up when she was giving birth to their daughter and he came back every three years. Apollo, though he was a god, tried to be involved in his daughter’s life as often as he could. And though it was hard for Lillian because Apollo ruined other guys for her and she couldn’t really love any other man. Still, there was no doubt in her mind that the fact her daughter had a relationship with him was more than enough to quell her heartbreak.

And it was for Vivian that knowing her father that shaped the girl into the kind of person she is now. Every three years, for a month, her father was around. Even when he wasn’t around physically, Apollo was there for her in other ways, too. Whenever she needed someone to talk to in her dreams, he was there. If she just needed to hear his voice, he’d talk to her in her mind. Vivian never cared that her father was a Greek God or whatever. She had grown up knowing that, but that didn’t matter. To her, he was her father - the light of her life and she was the light of his. Complicated or not, Apollo and his daughter Vivian have a relationship that is rare among the Godly Parents and their half-mortal children.

The fact that Vivian knew about her Godly parentage early on made the moments that led up to her godly abilities manifest not all too surprising. The only thing that caught the chipper girl by surprise was around the time she turned sixteen that she was given the biggest blow to her life thus far when Apollo and her mother sat her down and said that she was going to be shipped off to a special place in New York called Camp Half-Blood. Confusion set in, but after a few more times, she understood. It was a place for others like her who had a god or goddess for a parent and this place protected them as they learned how to harness their new-found abilities.

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_{𝒟𝑒𝓂𝒾𝑔𝑜𝒹 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Cabin:

Seven - Apollo Cabin

Responsibilities:

Camper

Status:

Full-Time Camper

Abilities:

Photokinesis, Vitakinesis, and partial precognition

Form:

When at her strongest -- which is always in the afternoon -- Vivian’s body takes up a faint, golden glow. Her irises shine gold and white, her hair becomes more golden than it is, what would normally only be partial in regards to her powers, they become complete for a limited time. This form can only be possible during the summer, though, due to the sun being its hottest. It’s only triggered by extreme distress and/or a desperate need to protect.

Weapon/s:

Vivian has a shortsword named Aphelios, named for Vivian’s father, Apollo. It was one of the first things gifted to her by her father via a vision sent to her by Apollo after she arrived at Camp Half-Blood. It is a shortsword with an elaborate and luxurious design whose hilt is encrusted with solid gold and rubies scattered throughout. The handguard is that of golden hawk wings, and the blade is a solid gold-like steel. In its hidden form, Aphelios takes the form of a similarly-designed pen, much like Percy Jackson’s weapon, but it is gold with a red thrust device.

𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Abilities - In-Depth Look:

۞ Light of My Life — Partial Photokinesis ۞

۵ As a daughter of Apollo, Vivian is able to produce and manipulate a magnificent light drawn from the sun itself. It can take many forms, shapes, and, of course, has used in both offensive and defensive, both of which Viv neither lacks nor specializes in one or the other. It reacts in accordance to her emotions. In that, when she has the sudden urge to protect, it will shine so brightly to the point of blinding those her heart may deem a threat to her or whoever has the benefit of being behind her. Alternatively, in the rare instance that Vivian may act - oh, let’s say hostile - towards an individual or a group of individuals, the light will not show mercy. It will continue until the enemy is dealt with accordingly. A blast upon blast, waves of immeasurable force, and a thinly-veiled aura enhancing her demigodly capabilities just to ensure the desire of Vivian's heart is accomplished.

۞ Listen to Me - Vitakinesis ۞

۵Vivian wouldn’t consider a master healer by any right. She knows her limits and can’t do much past minor wounds, but something she can do is let the sound of her quote-unquote “angelic” voice soothe those who hear it and they will find that a cut they’ve received from a fight or even a partially-broken bone will be completely healed in minutes. The thing about her healing abilities is, yes it is very much in early stages of development, but Vivian’s own insecurities sometimes doesn’t allow for her to have complete-optimization of her potential.

۞ I Can See the Light - Partial Precognition ۞

۵ Like her father, Vivian can see into the future, but it is one, very inconsistent and two, never shows her more than a few seconds of a certain event.
Her vision comes in the form of literal flashes of light and almost unprompted. She can be walking and she’ll get a blacking-out-like experience as she sees events of an event in the future for a maximum of five seconds. It could be from one day or a year at the time of getting them. Or it could be a few seconds.
After she gets her visions, the knowledge is troubling and confusing, but Vivian gets plagued with headaches that only seem to go away when she sunbathes.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Weaknesses:

Vivian’s main weakness isn’t necessarily one tied to her powers but rather, she is someone who suffers from a lack of confidence in herself and her abilities. As a result of this, what she might be capable of is hindered by the mental battle she loses with herself every day.

Other:

Vivian cooks regularly and has been noted in getting along with the Demeter kids due to their affiliation with the crops

Vivian likes to sing and play instruments. She can regularly be seen playing an acoustic guitar or a ukelele.

Theme Song:

Happy by Pharrell Williams

𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔

Face-Claim:

AnnaSophia Robb

Color Code:

Golden Rod/#daa520

- gif here-

@metanoia

She's so fucking adorable; I love her..! x'D
Vivie is accepted - pop her across into the character tab, and feel free to post when you're ready, hun :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Lord Dionysus & Chiron}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —


Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
^{Interacting With: Jake Garret (@Avanhelsing), Samuel Clementine (@Blackmist16), Dorian Underwood & Zeru Williams (@King Kindred), Imogen Parsons, Kalinda Franklins, Michael Stevenson, Niesha Stevenson, Pierre Vos & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow), Elias Schneider & Imani Du Bailey (@Metztli), Brandon Murphy, Bronwyn Knowles & Greyson Davies (@Moro), Carlos de la Cruz, Kyrin Nahng & Valeria Muños (@Rodiak), Zane Blacklight (@Theyra), Adeline Vos, Isaura Larsen, Katherine Lance, Ky' vie Morgan & Octavia Arellano (Vicier).}

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"That's bullshit."

"No..! Don't be sorry- I agree. This is bullshit..! She doesn't even leave the camp..! So, how could she steal that stupid bird..?"

"Bollocks,"

"..- What happens if the true culprit isn't discovered in seven days?"

"That's a good question-..."

"It is bullshit!"

"Is there any proof against Erin?"

"Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις..!"

"What are the stipulations of the quest? Or... does she not know yet? How... how can we help her?"

"Who accused her?"

Outrage. Questions- there were so many of both, and it was hard to keep up. Each new voice chiming in only added another of layer stress to his already heavy heart as Chiron lifted his hand up. Rubbing lightly at his temple where he could feel the beginnings of a headache coming on stong. His other hand lifting up above his head as he called for the camp to quieten down so that he could attempt to provide them with the answer that they were all so desperate to find out.

"..the Gods have no proof that Erin was the theif, Mr. Clementine; at least not that we have yet been made aware of. However, questioning the workings of the Olympian council is not going to help the cause in any way. Even we are unsure as to why Lord Ares and Lady Aphrodite have chosen to accuse Ms. Chase of such a crime..." Sighing softly, Chiron took a moment to himself before he dropped his hand back down, his gaze meeting with that of Neisha to let her know that was her answer before he moved on. His weary gaze drawing next to the son of Morpheus as he worked his way through the questions posed, “Lord Zeus has decreed that she will have one week to find, and to return the dove to Mount Olympus, wherein she shall then be acquitted of all charges laid against her. It is the consenses of the council that if Percy Jackson was able to prove his innoccence of a similar crime in far less time... then she should have no issues doing the same.”

Pausing a moment, his frown deepened, seemingly causing the centaur to look even older than before, "The stipulations are that she must do so personally- though that is not to say that others may help her along the way. As we stand here now, Ms. Chase is speaking with the Oracle. Only then will we know more of what we are truly dealing with."

Falling silent for a moment, only one question left to answer, Chiron wasn't sure whether he even wished to touch on the subject. Though many were already thinking it... he didn't wish to put the burden on any of them to voice it outloud. He would never admit it aloud; he was angry- furious at the Gods decree that a child of their own blood would have to suffer such torment thanks to an accusation that just wasn’t true in any way. His voice soft however, and full of bereavement as he turned his gaze towards the young son of Thanatos, he spoke the answer that was already playing on everyone's mind...

“Then I’m afraid, dear boy... that she will be subject to the wrath of Lord Ares...”

The camp was supposed to be a safe haven for young demigods; a place where they could both learn and train in peace- to hoist such a mighty charge on one of them without proof, and at the penalty of pain and torture… he just couldn’t fathom their choice…

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𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

_{⦓ 𝒢𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓀 ⦔}

Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις:
^{("Bampá, aftó eínai chália kai to xéreis")}

Dad, that's crap and you know it.

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

I kinda want to do some plotting before posting. So if anyone is down for affiliating our characters, come to talk me ^^

Oh.. And I'm going to drop my new character as well!

Lennon Fenn

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Lennon Fenn

_{"But in all chaos, there is calculation."}

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_{𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Name:

Lennon Fenn

Nick-Names:

Lenn. Lenny, more of a joke than actual
nickname, but some people still call her that

Gender:

female

Age:

17

Birthday:

24th of may, gemini

Nationality:

French

Place of Origin:

Bordeaux

Distinguishing Features:

Her fashion sense and unkept hair.

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_{𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Relationship Status:

Single

Sexuality:

Bisexual (closeted lesbian)

Ex-Partner:

none/tba

Father:

adoptive father Rovam Fenn

Mother:

Eris
Adoptive mother Laura Fenn

Siblings:

No siblings

Legacy:

Apollo the god os sun (and music and poetry)

Pets:

Ferret named Chipmunk

Other:

- Lennon promised to never tell about her romantic feelings again, because of her past
- Lennon doesn’t eat seafood, since she’s allergic
- Lennon takes care of her parents since they are quite old
- Lennon plays violin, she likes to do violin covers of rock and metal songs
- Lennon is into poetry. Though she only likes modern poems that doesn't rhyme
- Lennon loves modern/abstract art. Salvador Dalí is one of her favorite artists
- Lennon's native language is french, her english ain't good. At best it's decent,
she speaks with a heavy french accent.

𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Personality:

♦ chaotic ♦ eccentric ♦ obsessive ♦ black and white way of thinking ♦ friendly ♦ good natured ♦ strong sense of moral ♦

To put it short and easy, Lennon is somewhat a chaotic personality. She's impulsive and her actions are hard to predict. She makes decisions without thinking too much, it's part of her charm. Her head is always full of crazy ideas and her eyes become massive and all sparkly when she tells about them. Lennon is eccentric and whatever she's doing, she will do it in big movements. It's Lennon‘s world and everyone else is just living in it. She seems like she's from a totally different planet. Her thinking isn't always the most realistic. She gets attached easily to people and can be even obsessive. Lennon has a strong sense of justice. She believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. Her thinking tends to be a little black and white. Things are either bad or good, there's no middle road for her. Lennon is friendly and always wishes best for everyone, however her actions don't always showcase that. She believes good thoughts are more important than bad results. She is the opposite of neat. She tends to be very messy and has no idea what order means.

Likes:

✔ debates
✔ rodiants
✔ stormy weather
✔ sweet treats
✔ (abstract) art
✔ playing music
✔ alternative fashion
✔ warm weather

Dislikes:

✘ reptiles
✘ studying
✘ wearing makeup
✘ uncomfortable clothing
✘ quiet people
✘ bitter drinks
✘ spicy food

Biography:

For most parts of her life Lennon was moved from orphanage to another. She was an eccentric girl with difficulties to follow certain norms. Other children were scared of her and everywhere she went, chaos followed her. Lennon had just one friend: a girl of the same age called Jenny. They were inseparable: like sisters. Lennon had no idea about her possible real siblings nor her biological parents, but it didn't matter too much to her. At the age of ten she was adopted by an older childless couple, who thought Mae was the perfect little girl.

Even though Lennon was adopted and Jenny not, they still continued being friends. Lennon ‘s adoptive parents realized it was important for her to keep her old contacts. Lenn’s adoptive mother was a retired opera singer and her father was a retired composer. They were working together and fell in love. They wanted Lennon to take after them and become a musical genius. However chaos still followed her. First learning to play music seemed like an impossible task. Eventually Lenn learnt how to play violin and she really enjoyed it. Playing violin made her more calm and as dumb as it sounded, it was a way for her to release energy.

When Lennon was fifteen, the reason for her being so chaotic was revealed. Her biological mother, the greek Goddess of Chaos, recognized her as her child. Soon after that Lenn’s powers started to reveal. It was a crazy time and Jenny’s company helped her. At the same time she started to gather romantic feelings towards her only friend. However she didn’t speak about them. Instead she and her parents started to gather information about greeck gods and goddess'.

They found information about a camp for demigods. Lennon decided to tell her feelings for Jenny, who totally rejected her. What was worse was the disgust in her eyes. The pair of girls lost their friendship. Lennon’s first summer at Camp half blood was corrupted with those painful memories. However the camp also gave Lenn something else to think and she started coming every summer.

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_{𝒟𝑒𝓂𝒾𝑔𝑜𝒹 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Cabin:

Cabin twenty-one/Eris

Responsibilities:

Recycling and taking care of the trash.

Status:

Full time camper

Abilities:

Chaos related abilities

Form:

Whenever Lenn relinquishes all control over her powers, her eyes turns completely white and her hair starts to float.

Weapon/s:

boomerang that she hasn't named. Tho she tends to refer it as ”her Knight in silvery armor”

𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Abilities - In-Depth Look:

۞ Chaotic adaption ۞

۵ Lennon is able to adapt to conditions that are chaotic or quickly changing, from chaotic worlds to areas with different space-time laws as well as chaos and/or chaotic energy itself.

۞ Butterfly effect ۞

۵ Lennon has power to cause a chaotic chain reaction from many different causes to many different effects. However Lennon is still learning this ability and she can't cause long chaotic chains.

۞ Chaos sense ۞

۵ Lennon can sense all kinds of chaos, from disorganization to discord to chaotic structures and much more, making them able to discern what kind of chaos there is or how chaotic something is.

۞ Chaos manipulation ۞

۵ Lennon can create, shape and manipulate the chaotic forces in the universe, allowing them to manipulate probability or manipulate and even shatter reality.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Weaknesses:

- because of her small size, Lennon isn't the strongest
- Lennon doesn't know a lot about war strategies
- Lennon learned about her powers quite late and she haven't mastered any of them
- Lennon takes risks too easily

Other:

Lennon has some kind of time schedule, that includes practising her powers. However she has trouble following it.

Theme Song:

Studio Killers - Jenny

𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔

Face-Claim:

Sora Choi

Color Code:

ADD8E6

@Myling

A daughter of Eris..? Oh, things are going to be fun..! She's accepted honey, feel free to pop her across into the character tab with your other character :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Katherine Lance}

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
^{Interacting With: Imani Du Bailey (@Metztli), her father, & others around her.}

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The taste of alcohol and Imani's lips still fresh against her own, Katherine shot up from her louged position. Back straightening as she sat up, she slid her legs further apart. The muscles in her arms flexing as she began to get just a little more agressive- dominant with the daughter of Aphrodite; she snaked her arms around her from behind. Hands sliding over the front of the young womans dress, slowly, almost antagonizingly so, it wasn't until she'd placed them flat - one over the flat of her stomach, and the other against her sturnum- that she gave the girl a rough tug. Pulling her down from her comfortable perch so that she was instead resting in the space she'd made between her legs. A rather seductive smirk playing over her lips creeping up, causing a particularly mischievious glint to sparkle behind her eyes.

"..I'll fuckin' root you, bloody tease..."

Sliding the hand on her sturnum further up, taking the chance to simply... enjoy herself while doing so, Kate eventually took a firm, though gentle enough hold of the girl's jaw. Being mindful not to do so much that it would leave behind physical marks, she forced Imani's head to come to a tilt away from her. Leaning in, she let her warm lips brush lightly over the girls flesh- trailing them leisurly up the natural curve of her neck... across her jaw... before finally, she took a playful nip at her earlobe, "..kitten my ass; you're a little minx..."

The sudden burst of cold air rushing from beside her causing a shiver to run up the length of her spine, Katherine let her gaze flick across. Her head drawing back enough that she was able to watch as Isaura shot forward; racing down the stands as though someone had lit a pack of firecrackers under her ass. Following after the daughter of Khione with a slight interest at what might have got her riled up so quickly; it wasn't too much longer after that, that her father's familiar voice filled the arena. Demanding attention. Scoffing, the sound morphing into a soft chuckle against the shell of Imani's ear, Kate settled herself.

Arms tightening; holding her closer as she listened to whatever it was important enough that her father was delivering the news himself. Though the more she heard, the quicker her smirk faded and her demeanor shifted. Jaw clenching and relaxing in quick succession, she shifted. Sitting up a little straighter before, eventually, she extracted herself from behind the daughter of Aphrodite. Getting to her feet and meeting her father's gaze over the crowd, "Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις..!"

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𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈

_{⦓ 𝒢𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓀 ⦔}

Μπαμπά, αυτό είναι χάλια και το ξέρεις:
^{("Bampá, aftó eínai chália kai to xéreis")}

Dad, that's crap and you know it.

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

I expressed my interest to join via pm. Well I'm still interested and here's my character~

Aspen Paige

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Aspen Noel Paige

_{"I rather be silent. Or more so I rather speak to my plants than any of you."}

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_{𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Name:

Aspen Paige

Nick-Names:

none

Gender:

male

Age:

18

Birthday:

19th of january, Capricorn

Nationality:

British

Place of Origin:

Hereford

Distinguishing Features:

His lanky build. Aspen stands at 6’1’’ ft but only weights 141 lbs

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_{𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Relationship Status:

Single

Sexuality:

Bi, female leaning

Ex-Partner:

One upperclassman/tba

Father:

Daniel Paige

Mother:

Demeter
Stepmother Sandra Paige

Siblings:

Step sister Sage, 16 years

Legacy:

tba

Pets:

Two african dwarf frogs named Flicker and Sparkle

Other:

- Aspen works part time at her step-mother’s flower shop. He may not be the best at customer services, but he makes the best flower bouquets.
- Aspen is allergic to most animals. He’s especially badly allergic to horses and will get an asthma attack.
- Aspen likes to collect herbs from nature and make his own tea
- He enjoys woodwork and is able to create well done items from wood
- Aspen speaks english and greek
- Aspen has naturally some freckles, but he will get even more of those when he has been lot outside
- has a big collection of succulents
- picky eater, doesn't eat meat or milk products, making him a pescovegetarian.

𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑅𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Relationships Between Friends:

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

۞ Name of friend here ۞
"𝒮𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒."

۵ A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.

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_{𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Personality:

♦ reserved ♦ calm ♦ bland with inner flame ♦ book smart ♦ blunt ♦ unfriendly ♦ loyal ♦

Aspen is definitely more of an introvert than extrovert. He likes his alone time and often feels exhausted after spending a long time in a group. He is not the most exciting person, it’s the other way around. He is pretty bland actually. Aspen is that kind of person who would end up unnoticed even if he was the only one standing in a group of walking people. Aspen doesn’t have strong opinions, he just exists. However he has an inner flame: he tends to be very passionate about things he loves. He would do his everything to finish a goal. Because of his reserved nature Aspen may seem like an unfriendly person and to some extent he is. He’s not the charismatic all talk type of man. He rather gets right to the point and says what he thinks, making him blunt. However he is very loyal and you can get a good friend out of him, if you just get to befriend him.

Likes:

✔ amphibians
✔ thriller books
✔ plants
✔ gardening
✔ nature
✔ woodwork
✔ nuts
✔ warm weather

Dislikes:

✘ most animals
✘ comedy books
✘ people who don’t recycle
✘ fashion
✘ talking
✘ sweet drinks
✘ cold weather

Biography:

Aspen’s life has been pretty normal with its ups and downs. It has been always just he and his father. For the longest time Aspen didn’t know anything about his mother, and his father never answered his questions about her. His father was a journalist who wrote thriller books in his free time. Aspen was always on good terms with him. The two of them shared similar interests such as nature and reading. Aspen loved to be in nature and he got to experience a lot of different environments, since they moved often between different countries because of his father’s career.

They often spent summers in Britain and winters exploring different european cities. Athena was one of his father’s favorite places, for some reason and Aspen spent many winters there. As said Aspens life was pretty normal and he was your general kid, somewhat un friendly, but not abnormal by any means. However that changed when Aspen’s was fourteen. He started to experience all kinds of unnatural nature related accidents. That was when he heard for the first time about his mother. He was indeed the son of the greek Goddess Demeter. His father had met her in Greece and that was the reason why his father was so fond in the country and its cities.

Aspen kept having those unnatural accidents, and it became a problem. His father knew about Camp Half blood and kept sending him there every summer. While Aspen was gone, his father got himself a woman. One thing led to another and his father ended up marrying her. HIs new wife had a child from a previous relationship as well. Her daughter Sage seemed to be better than Aspen in every aspect. Aspen felt like he had been replaced. Luckily he found a new family from Camp half blood.

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_{𝒟𝑒𝓂𝒾𝑔𝑜𝒹 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

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Cabin:

Cabin five/Demeter

Responsibilities:

Watering plants, harvesting and otherwise taking care of the camp's crops.

Status:

Full time camper

Abilities:

Plant and nature related abilities

Form:

Whenever Aspen relinquishes all control over his powers, he tends to become one with nature. Meaning he blends into nature for example when he's standing it looks like he's growing out of the ground.

Weapon/s:

Doesn't have any actual weapons but uses a reaping-hook and knive as a weapon.

𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

_{𝒟𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒜𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Abilities - In-Depth Look:

۞ Plant manipulation ۞

۵ Aspen can create, shape and manipulate plants. The user can cause plants to grow, move/attack or even rise from the soil. He can mutate plants by rearranging DNA structure and revive withered or dead plants. However he can't just magically create plants, he needs to have part of plant to work with hence why he always carries bag of seeds with him.

۞ Chlorokinetic blood ۞

۵ Aspen's blood is photosynthetic, granting abilities related to the physiology of plant life. For example he can heal himself by photosynthesis. However the healing is very minimal and he can't heal others.

۞ Harvest manipulation ۞

۵ Aspen can manipulate the harvest, the process of gathering mature crops from the fields that marks the end of the growing season, or the growing cycle for a particular crop.

۞ Terraforming ۞

۵ Aspen can alter environments by modifying atmosphere. For example he can turn dry ground into soil. However he can only 'tune' already existing environments such as making ground less dry. He can't create completely new environment.

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_{𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃}

— ۵ ۞ ۵ —

Weaknesses:

- Aspen is underweight and doesn't have good physical strength. He's not strong and not that fast eiter.
- He is a lone wolf who can't work in a group.
- He doesn't know how to use proper weapons.
- has little to no street smarts
- his powers doesn't work as well in cold temperature

Other:

Aspen trusts more in his powers than his regular skills.

Theme Song:

Cavetown - Lemon boy

𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑔

Face-Claim:

Casey Jackson

Color Code:

556B2F

@Myling

He looks good to me, hun..! Aspen is accepted..! Feel free to pop him across and into the character tab, and when you're ready, you're free to start posting..! :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Adeline Vos & Greyson Davies}

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
^{Interacting With: Each Other; and whoever else want to join them.}

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Greyson's eyes widened as the scene before him unfolded, his body tensing up as he fought the urge to jump down there and try helping break up the scene. Octavia seemed to be handling it, but the sight of blood pouring over her face had him only slightly worried for his friend. He knew she was a tough son-of-a-bish but even still, it was like second nature to him to be worried about his friends. The son of Poseidon sighed heavily, shaking his head as he tightened his grip on Addie's hand just a little more, leaning in to speak to her over all the commotion.

"That Ares kid, Talon, he's making a scene. Looks as though Elias and Octavia are trying to calm him down." Greyson noticed how the other present son of Ares was just holding onto the side of the obstacle half-way up smirking at the whole scene before him, not even trying to help. Greyson understood that they rather enjoyed violence, but the fact he wasn't coming to help his own brother from hurting innocence in his blind rage rubbed him the wrong way.

Another shake of his head as he moved his eyes up, seeing Pierre on the opposite side climbing his way up and up, slipping past the girls who were obviously distracted to snag the ring on the level above them. Greyson chuckled and sat back a bit, "I'll admit, didn' see that coming. Pierre got the idol, luv." With that being all said and done, the young man turned his attention back to the scene with the Ares kids, noticing medic help had been called and were there to take care of any wounded.

Pierre..?

The sound of her brother's name being spoken cutting through the worry that had built up inside of her, Adeline couldn't help the way her heart seemed to swell with pride. Pierre had won..? She hadn't even been aware that he had been competing; at least, he hadn't told her that he was planning to. No. After dinner, the night before had consisted of her heading to bed at a semi-decent time, and her older brother hitting the books and no doubt staying up half the night again like he seemed to be doing a lot recently. Though she wasn't quite sure why... not past the fact that he just seemed to really enjoy learning about new things.

The tightening of Greyson's hand around her own, her attention was pulled from her thoughts and back up to where he was. Her free arm lifting- she crossed over the front of her body. Her touch gentle as she curled her hand over his forearm. Using it almost like an anchor as she shuffled closer; her body pressing against his, and the worry once more hitting her like a ton of bricks until the sound of the camp directors voice thundering over the already loud noise hit her ears. The shout causing her to flinch. Her head turning to hide her face against the son of Poseidon's shoulder; her hold over his arm tightening slightly.

Greyson felt her flinch away from Dionysus' booming voice, placing his free hand securely over the side of her head and held her close. His expression switched from his usual happy-go-lucky self to a more serious one, his eyes and brows narrowed at the news the god and camp director were giving to everyone. At the mention of Ares, Greyson snorted softly. 'Of course,' he thought to himself, shaking his head.

It wasn't until the mention of Erin's name that Greyson was otherwise uninterested. Just another shitstorm the gods had put themselves in that they expected their children to fix for them. Soon as his friend's name was mentioned, his head shot up quickly. Had it not been for Michael speaking up before him, he probably would have called something out. Sure, Greyson was a nice guy but when his friends were accused of, as Michael put it; bullshit, he didn't hold back.

"Bollocks," he uttered under his breath. He knew Erin was innocent. Girl hardly ever left camp, when the hell did she find the time to go steal the dove? No. This was just history repeating itself, again.

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Octavia Arellano, Ky' vie Morgan & Isaura Larsen}

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
^{Interacting With: Kalinda Franklins, Michael Stevenson & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow), Elias Schneider (@Metztli), Brandon Murphy (@Moro), Valeria Muños (@Rodiak), and each other.}

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Bitch.

The word stung; worse than she thought it would, and it only served to add fuel to the ever growing fire that she could feel burning furiously inside of her. The pure, unadulterated white rage spreading out from her core, to the very tips of her fingers was like a deadly poison; sweeping over her in furious waves, demanding to be released, and it was only for the briefest of moments that the thought that her older brother, Brandon, having something to do with it flickered across her mind. But as quickly as it came, it was gone again. Leaving her blinded in her anger.

Catching her footing as she was shoved back, keeping herself upright, and simply letting her natural and almost animalistic instincts take over, Octavia balled her hands up down at her sides. Knuckles turning white from having perhaps over tightening her fists, jaw set and clenching in a pointed effort to keep herself from saying something she might regret; her already dark gaze seemed to grow even more so. The tension and animosity built up between herself and Talon thick enough to cut through with a blade; it wasn't until she felt the calm and steady hand of their other brother on her shoulder that she snapped. The hands of others that had joined them taking a tight grip over her in almost any way they could; attempting to keep the daughter of Ares from lashing out and attacking her younger brother.

"You got something to say to me- say it to my face, you fucking coward..!?"

"Tavia..! No..!" Having taken a slightly safer path back down the side of the tower, far too preoccupied with what had going on below on the ground to finish what she'd started, though nevertheless managing to get a swift kick in towards Brandon who had been hanging there and grinning like the fucking Cheshire cat as she descended; Ky' vie skid to a stop behind the girl. Her arms shooting forward, hooking them under Octavia's until she had enough of a hold over her that she was able to begin to drag her back. Putting distance between the children of Ares, despite the almost violent struggling against her.

Features scrunching up in concentration, it was only when the familiar clash in natural temperatures hit her that Ky' vie lifted her gaze. Watching on as she daughter of Khione slid to a smooth stop in front of the both of them; the cold radiating off of Isaura's hands as she pressed them into Octavia's chest. Helping to force her back, even as more people rushed foward towards the commotion. And briefly, the sound of Valeria's voice hit Ky's ears; causing her to shoot the quickest of glances towards her, though before she could answer, another voice spoke up.

"Talon started throwing a fit; so Tavia yeeted herself off the tower and took him out."

"Yeah... an' now she fuckin' wants ta take on the world- you're bleeding..! Cut this shit, an' let them take care of you already..!"

Both girls - Isaura and Ky' vie - looking over towards Kalinda as she arrived and spoke up; once again, Ky was cut off before she could speak. The booming voice of the camps director rumbling over the area causing all three of the them to stop struggling against one another. Octavia's chest heaving, she took a moment to spit a mouthful of blood towards the ground as all three of them looked towards the God and Chiron. Listening to what was being said, and exchanging glances amongst themselves and those around them with the news.

Keeping her hold over the daughter of Ares; Ky straightened up. Motioning over towards Michael as she too spoke up, "No..! Don't be sorry- I agree. This is bullshit..! She doesn't even leave the camp..! So, how could she steal that stupid bird..?"

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Lord Dionysus & Chiron}

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Location: Obstacle Tower; Camp Half-Blood - Long Island Sound; New York.
^{Interacting With: Samuel Clementine (@Blackmist16), Dorian Underwood & Zeru Williams (@King Kindred), Kalinda Franklins, Michael Stevenson, Niesha Stevenson, Pierre Vos & Talon Davis (@MarshiestMallow), Elias Schneider & Imani Du Bailey (@Metztli), Brandon Murphy, Bronwyn Knowles & Greyson Davies (@Moro), Carlos de la Cruz, Kyrin Nahng & Valeria Muños (@Rodiak), Zane Blacklight (@Theyra), Adeline Vos, Isaura Larsen, Katherine Lance, Ky' vie Morgan & Octavia Arellano (Vicier).}

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"Enough..!?"

The Gods voice ringing out through, not just the obstacle towers arena, but reaching out to majority of the camp as he called for the attention of the lazy and ungrateful little gits that called the camp their home; Dionysus let his dark gaze roam over the many faces that surrounded him the centaur, Chiron, as both made their way towards the tower. Calling for silence- for their attention. And if he had to do it by turning them all into minnows, then so be it, he would, "I have the unfortunate pleasure of calling my camp to meeting; and I want all ears on us..! Now..!"

Clearing his throat, and stepping forward so that he was able to stand side by side with the camp’s director, Chiron brought both his hands together in front of his body, his head held high and his tail flicking lightly behind him as the gravity of the whole situation seemed to weigh down on him, causing him to seem older than he actually was.

The situation was... unfortunate. History seemed doomed to repeat itself, though how it truly played out for these young campers was yet to be seen. A sadness flickering over his creased, yet still ever kind features, the centaur allowed his gaze to slowly glide over the crowd that was gathered over the area around them. Motioning for those still on the tower to make their way back down before he looked back towards the stands, and to the rather decently sized group of roudy demigods that lingered around them, “..what Lord Dionysus is trying to say is that we have received... grave news from Olympus... and as such, we request your full attention for the time being...”

Rolling his eyes at the politeness of the centaur, not even bothering to hide it as he had no need to do so, Dionysus folded his arms over the front of his chest. His dark eyes narrowing slightly towards the demigods before his attentin was pulled away. The bored expression upon his already weary features never changing as he knowingly, and oh so obviously chose to completely ignore the small group of Saytrs that hurried forward and towards him. Multiple cans of diet coke held high within their hands as they offered them up to the God himself. A scoff passing out through his lips, “..grave news... fucking bunch of morons up there, the lot of them...”

Pursing his lips at Dionysus' words, though not exactly disagreeing with them in this particular case; Chiron allowed time for his words to settle, and for the murmurs of the campers to come to a stop. Closing his eyes, awaiting the silence before he once more opened them, he then continued on further with his explanation of what was happening, “..the Lady Aphrodite’s dove - her Godly symbol - has been stolen from Mount Olympus. The Gods are in an uproar, and in Ares anger, he has named the one he believes to be the guilty party... and Zeus has given them seven days in order to clear their name. The one accused of such a crime is...”

Seeming to age another few years before their very eyes, Chiron dropped his arms back down to his sides, his head turning until he was able to look over them all.

“..Erin Chase; daughter of Hades...”