Vicier

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

My queen is ready. I'll start on her bio after she's approved.

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______________________________________	Alina Kim, Daughter of Iris

Alina Kim, Daughter of Iris

_{"Face it. You chased the rainbow and found gold."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Alina Leora Kim A G E February 22, 19 G E N D E R cis Female S E X U A L I T Y Pansexual. Hello Rainbow P L A C E O F O R I G I N Honolulu, Hawaii N A T I O N A L I T Y American E T H N I C I T Y Black, Korean, and Greek ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'7 Weight: 155 lbs Hair: Whatever color she wants it to be. Eyes: Hazel Body Type: Mesomorph Body Marks: Crescent Moon tatoo behind her left her. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single F A M I L Y Mother: Goddess Iris Father: Michael Kim L E G A C Y Isis; and because of this Alina is sometimes considered cold and calculating. Her connection to Isis also gives her access to magic and the knowledge of Divine Words. P E T S She has a brown Pegasus with green hair gifted to her by her mother named Urian ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Herself ✔ Camp; she'll never admit it but she considers this place home. ✔ Candy or any kind of sweet. Is known to take candy bribes. ✔ Nature ✔ Naps ✔ Music ✔ Reading D I S L I K E S ✘ Loud noises and people. ✘ Swimming. She's an excellent swimmer. She just doesn't like getting herself and her hair wet. ✘ Anyone that would dare hurt the people she cares about. ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Smart ♦ Sarcastic ♦ Loyal ♦ Fun ♦ Protective ♦ Lazy ♦ Ambivert ♦ Strong-Willed Alina is what you would imagine a cat would be if they were human. She comes off as lazy and selfish, but genuinely does care about others. She just puts her own interests before anyone else's. But when her family is in actual need she's willing to drop everything to help them. She considers the others at camp her family. She's normally very calm, but is quick to be annoyed. You don't want her to get angry. Hulk and Talon are nothing compared to her if you push her that far. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Seventeen - Iris, Goddess of Rainbows Y E A R S AT C A M P Seven F A T A L F L A W Even though she swears she looks out for number one she's actually a big softie and will put her life on the line for her family. F O R M When pushing herself or using more of Isis' influence Alina forms green-ish blue fairy-esque wings on her back. It gives her the ability to fly as well as increasing the power of her magic. R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Cabin Councilor W E A P O N S A celestial bronze Egyptian Dagger named Tear of the Nile A B I L I T I E S Photokinesis: Alina has the ability to manipulate and produce light. With this she can create light constructs, beams, and form rainbows. She can also cast illusions by manipulating light and enhance them with her magic. Mystiokinesis: Alina has the ability to cast and manipulate magic. She sometimes uses it in tandem with her Photokinesis. Divine Words: Alina has knowledge of every Divine Word and has the ability to use them. However she can only use three Divine Words a day. Any attempt to use more would drain her life force. Polyglot: Although she only learned how to read, write, and speak in Greek, Korean, Hawaiin, and English she has the unnatural ability to understand and speak any language she hears or sees. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Alina is an excellent artist, but doesn't actively practice it. However she does like to draw or paint something significant that happened at camp that summer or year. She has a wand that she sometimes uses for spells. She enjoys the theatrics of it. She's just flipping awesome. T H E M E S O N G Superman (It's Not Easy) Face Claim: Tati Gabrielle | #E137E3

@King Kindred

Finally a child of rainbows..! xD
Pop her across hun, and feel free to post her in when you're ready to do so

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

After a week, I am finally done with them! Pleas let me know if I should change anything! ^^

Makisig Batista Child of Eris

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___________________________________ N A M E Makisig Batista "Maki" A G E April, 14th, 17 G E N D E R Non-Binary S E X U A L I T Y Pansexual E T H N I C I T Y Filipino - Shawnee H O M E T O W N Manila - The Philippines ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'7" Weight: 140lbs Hair: Curly, Brown Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Thicc Body Marks: N/A Aesthetics: ●, ● ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single Current: N/A Past: TBD F A M I L Y Father - Yohaan Batista Mother - Eris, Goddess of Chaos Step-Mother - Estella Batista Siblings - Lennon Fen(demigod sibling) Andrea Maria Batista Angel Jose Batista L E G A C Y Hephaestus P E T S N/A ___________________________________

"Get my pretty name out of your mouth We are not the same with or without" ____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Owning plebs on CoD ✔ Colecting nice rocks from the beach ✔ Drawing people in funny clothes ✔ Chilling by the practice range to mess with people ✔ Partying, they love to throw it back ✔ Pastries, they are a sucker for strawberry filled anything ✔ Tea, literal and figurative tea ✔ Painting their nails all sorts of clashing colors. ✔ Rebelling against the big man D I S L I K E S ✘ Rules and orders ✘ Hospitals, too clean and they smell weird... ✘ Peanutbutter, they are allergic to peanuts ✘ Reading, like, no thank you. Audio books all the way. ✘ Knitting, they'll knitt for their friends ✘ Being ignored ✘ Scorpions ✘ Authority, fuck the big man! ✘ Confronting their own fears, nah they good. ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Adventurous | Confident | Shameless | Flexible | Active | Creative | Impulsive | Mishievous Known to never back down from an adventure, Maki is determined to do what their heart tells them to; chaos. They are fueled by the ambition to become the bringer of chaos to Camp Half-blood, and there is nothing that could stop them. Maki has trouble making real connections with people stemming from the neglect they have yet to process since they were small. They are a somewhat secretive person when it comes to their childhood but have no trouble over sharing their feelings with others. They are quick to make friends and are not shy one bit. Maki loves to flirt or just be straight forward with people by telling others how they feel. A picture to perfectly describes Maki would be that smug cat picture with a knife pointed at them. Will rewrite this in the near future. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Yohaan Batista was a wealthy investor living in Quezon City, Philipines, met a young woman while on a trip to Manila for a business trip leaving behind his wife Estella and their young daughter Andrea. While the small family was no stranger to these sorts of trips, this one would be one that Yohaan would come to regret later in his life. Yohaan stayed in one of the many hotels near Manila's heart. The trip was supposed to only go for a few days, but a deal was struck between investors, and he had to stay another week. It was during those extra few days that he met a woman by the name of Ruby Santos. She claimed to be a lawyer for a CEO of some tech company in Manila. Their affair was a quick one. Both of them knew that they wouldn't see each other again after their business trip was over. And it was true. Yohaan returned that Friday to Quezon to his wife and child. He never thought of what he had done that week with that woman ever again. Better to forget than to dwell on the past. That was until that same woman showed up at his home with a bundle of little chaos wrapped in her arms. Claiming that she could not care for the child, she decided to leave the baby with the father. Estella didn't take the news well. How could she? Her husband had been unfaithful to her and had bared a child with another. Their daughter was already four-year-old, and Estella was expecting another child. For the most part of Maki's early childhood was spent in the neighbor's home. An older woman by the name of Althea took care of them while their step-mother went out with her kids to the park. Maki never really complained; they preferred being with Althea than to be entirely ignored by Estella. Andrea and Angel weren't that bad of siblings. Andrea was friendly to Maki when her mother wasn't paying attention. The five-year-old didn't know that Maki wasn't her real sibling, and if she did, she didn't care. Angel was still a baby, but he would smile every time he would see Maki walk into the room. The only problem was Estella. She would always neglect Maki when Yohaan was out during work, and even then, Yohaan didn't care for Maki. They were a reminder of his infidelity, his mistake. Makin was around ten years old when their abilities began to present themselves to them. Estella kept complaining that Maki wouldn't obey her that they would always make a mess. Maki didn't like keeping their clothes arranged or the few toys they had neatly stacked by the corner. No, Maki enjoyed the chaos. It made them feel like they belonged. Estella didn't like this one bit and would often complain to Yohaan, resulting in heated arguments. Maki didn't really care for these arguments. If it were up to them, Maki would rather leave this house. That night the argument had been so heated that Estella burst into Makin's room and dragged them out to the living room in front of Yohaan. She would point out how she looked nothing like Yohaan, how could he be so sure that Maki was his child. Insults were thrown at them and at each other. Maki got so fed up that they finally let out a scream in frustration. Things around them began to fly outwards, windows were broken, and lights flickered. Later that week, Maki's mother showed up again. Without explanation or goodbye, she took them away. Estella was out and Yohaan was at work, so when they came back they found the home empty. Maki never heard of them again. Maki arrived at the camp at the age of twelve and have lived there since then. Since their first day at camp, they have not heard of their mother, not that they mind much. Maki is used to parental figures being a letdown. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Twenty-One ⧿ Eris, Goddess of Chaos R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Bringer of Chaos and Destruction, nah they just chill. W E A P O N S ● A belt/sword/whip they made recently. ● Spear they also made. A B I L I T I E S Chaotic Chain : Maki is able manipulate chance and probability by creating a chain reaction of chaos. For example, they can kick or move something that will eventually effect someone else, be it in a negative or positive way. They have yet to master this skill, but Maki is determined to be the bringer of chaos. Charmspeak : Maki is able to manipulate the emotions of a small group of beings into irrational anger or confusion. This only lasts for a few minutes at a time. Storm of Strife : Everything within a radius of Maki eveyrthing begins to change, warp, or break. The effects are random, but typically powerful and can stretch over a wide area depending upon the amount of energy put into it, the larger the field, the more energy it Maki. They can use Storm of Strife to disrupt situations and could get out of control easily. Technokinesis : Due to their Legacy, Maki is able to control and manipulate technology. From simple constructs to complicated machinery and technology. While their ability is weaker than the children of Hephaestus Maki is still considered pretty skilled. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Makin loves to gossip. They are known to spread rumors without a care in the world. A bit of a slut for food, Maki is known to suck up to anyone that will give them well-seasoned food. Known for their pranks, Maki is always seen around the Hecate cabin with Valeria. Maki isn't afraid to start a fight with anyone who calls them a guy or girl on purpose. You will get your ass kicked. Maki develops crushes easily, and multiple at the same time. Loves instigating fights, drama, and anything to entertain themselves. Face Claim: Jack Pililaau | #708090

@Metztli

Accepted hun; camp is definitely going to be a little more chaotic with them around... x'3
Pop them across and feel free to post for them when you're ready

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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^{Location: The Infirmary - Camp Half-Blood; New York.
Interacting With: Kalinda Franklins (@MarshiestMallow), Vivian Lucasta (@metanoia), Zane Blacklight (@Theyra), and Arthur Keller (@Zenritch).}

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"Not at the expense of your own safety, no. I swear, the next time you get seriously hurt from your little stunts, I'll have Spencer give you a healing bath out of Phlegethon fire water."

It was an involuntary response- she retched. Her hand leaving its place down at her side long enough that she could partially cover her mouth, though the meaning behind the action was clear enough. That was not an option that she was a fan of; even so much as thinking of it had her wanting to barf up her breakfast. The mere idea of vomiting itself was disgusting, but even still, she'd rather that than deal with the stench of bathing in the waters that ran deep through the very depths of Tartarus. There was seriously nothing at all appealing about the idea, "..argh... please don't. I'd rather go swimming in the river Styx, than bathing in that crap."

"Anyways, I'm glad you two are fine. With the mood at camp right now, a bit of good news is quite refreshing to be honest."

"Hey, Arthur, and yeah, it is good news that they are both fine. Given with... what is happening. A nice change of pace, really, and I hope that everything goes well for her sake."

Right. There was that too. The frown etching itself into her features as all hint of amusement disappeared, Octavia fell silent. Her arms coming together, crossing over the front of her chest as she once more seemed to lose herself in thought. Erin Chase... She knew the girl, sure; as well as she might have liked..? Not really. The daughter of Hades was one of those few in the camp that she hadn't quite worked out how to deal with, even after living in the same place for so many years. She was one who liked her solitary life, and those who had managed to crack through the hardened walls she put up, she couldn't deny she had respect for them. They'd figured it out where she herself couldn't; but even still, it didn't change anything. Was she capable of committing the crime her father had accused her of..? Most definitely. Had she..?

That answer remained to be seen.

A heavy sigh passing out through her nostrils, eyes closing as she allowed herself to dwell on the situation now she her head was clear of her anger; she eventually shifted. Her arms falling back down to her sides after a time, and her gaze returning to the two men in front of her. It wasn't in her place to lay judgement on the girl they were placing faith in, all she could do was trust that the culprit, whoever it was, would eventually be brought to justice.

The brush of fur against the side of her neck catching her attention, Octavia shot a glance out the corner of her eyes. The sight of the creature she'd almost completely forgotten about still perched on her shoulder causing her frown to deepen. There were things she needed to think on... she couldn't do that with the threat of an Apollo child chasing after the fuzz-ball. Reaching across, once more picking it up by the scruff of its neck, letting it dangle in the air for a moment, she handed it over. Placing it into Zane's hands with a nod, "..look after this. I have things I need to do. And again, you have my gratitude for healing me."

Nodding her head towards him first, doing the same to the son of Selene, both out of respect; Octavia began her retreat. Back turning to them after a few steps, and once it had, she made her way out the building and into the fresh air of the camp. Fuck, she needed a damn shower....

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

@Vicier I know I don't really have to do this, cause you've been sitting with me through her creation every step of the way x) But... here she is <3

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Siena Amara De Luca, Daughter of Deimos

_{"You're strong, so own it. Love, me."}

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___________________________________ N A M E Siena Amara De Luca See, CiCi, Luca A G E March 12th, 17-years-old G E N D E R Female S E X U A L I T Y Demisexual P L A C E O F O R I G I N Marlton, New Jersey, U.S. N A T I O N A L I T Y American E T H N I C I T Y Greek / Italian-Romanian Descent ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'4" Weight: 113lbs Hair: Dark Brown, near Black; Wavy, cropped at shoulders Eyes: Normal; Golden Brown Powers; Worst Fear, Shadow Travel Body Type: Ectomorph Body Marks: Facial scar (all healed up), Left forearm tattoo, Multiple ear piercings ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single..? F A M I L Y ♥ (Godly)Father - Deimos, god of terror, panic and dread. ♥ Mother - Giovana De Luca ♥ (Step)Father - Stefan De Luca ♥ Brother - Roman De Luca ♥ Blood-related demi-god cousin - Erin Maree Chase L E G A C Y Unknown P E T S "I suppose Heathcliff counts.? My cousin, Erin, says that he's mine. She sent him to me, damn near scared me half to death. He had a skull on his head.. the sight alone would have freaked me out, but he jumped up into my bed just as I was about to fall asleep. Half the camp still hasn't forgiven me for screaming so loud at 2 in the morning. I've never really been a dog person before... and he looks more like a hyena, really. I mean, don't get me wrong, he's cute. I just still can't wrap my head around the whole 'hellhound' thing." ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Gaming ✔ Comics ✔ Music ✔ Playing piano ✔ Nature walks ✔ Reading (Fantasy Fiction) ✔ Homemade meals ✔ Gaming (PC, Console, Handheld) ✔ Quiet company ✔ Stargazing ✔ Bonfires ✔ Cold nights, cuddling in bed ✔ Binging movies/shows ✔ Sewing ✔ Helping people ✔ Singing ✔ Self-depricating humor ✔ Photography D I S L I K E S ✘ Being interrupted or ignored ✘ Most of today's music ✘ Shopping ✘ Getting complimented ✘ Birds ✘ Long nails ✘ Stormy weather ✘ Even numbers ✘ Letting people down ✘ Extreme negativity ✘ Seeing people sad ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Adventerous ♥ Curious ♥ Good-natured ♥ Playful ♥ Tomboy ♥ Emotional ♥ Assertive ♥ Naive ♥ Easily Discouraged Will flesh out better later, as well! ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Will be writing up soon when I get the inspiration. First, relations, tonight! ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Twenty-Six; Deimos, god of terror, panic and dread. Y E A R S AT C A M P Less than one; no beads Full-time Camper. F A T A L F L A W ♥ Siena gets attached to people very fast. W E A K N E S S ♥ Lactose intolerant. ♥ Has slight pollen allergies. R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S ♥ Cabin Counselor W E A P O N S None of her own. A B I L I T I E S Odikinesis: As the child of the god of personal fear, panic and rout, Siena can control the feelings and emotions of war, such as fear, hate and rage. ♥ Persona Worst Fear Generation: Siena has the ability to make individuals see their worst fears through eye contact. However, Siena can only do this to one person at a time. ♥ Terror Generation: She has the ability to bring terror to a large crowd, in the way her father once brought a large sea monster that served to scare many mortals. Shapeshifting (limited): Siena can change her appearance and form to people or animals. The power is limited, as she has to know a lot about the being she changes herself into. The better she knows it, the stronger the shift is. Typically is only an ability that she can conjure in the midst of battle, as well. It is not a leisure ability. Umbrakinesis: She has control over darkness and shadows for various uses. Shadow Travel: She can use shadows as a way of transportation. However, great distances tend to wear her out. ♥ Darkness Generation (Has not discovered): She can solidify shadows to shoot bolts of darkness, form virtually impenetrable shields, and surround enemies in pitch-black clouds of lightless space. ♥ Invisibility (Has not figured out, yet): She can use shadows to cover herself in darkness to become invisible. ♥ Vitakinesis (limited): She can heal minor injuries to herself or others by using darkness. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Most platforms, her handle is ZeldaxLove04. Siena likes to stream on Twitch with her friends. Broadcasts on Thursday nights. Sienna was lucky enough to have Hayden make some armor for her. After her first game of Cap the Flag in the basic armor, seeing everyone else donning their cool, custom-made armor sets... Siena had to have one too. Siena loves to sing and play the piano. She has a great singing voice, and really enjoys just about any kind of music but piano melodies are her favorite. She doesn't like even numbers. Her favorite number is 333 (3 3's) but any odd numbers are acceptable in her eyes. For some reason just has a slight discomfort with even numbers... Siena tends to keep her nails cut short. When they're grown out, she will chew on them when she becomes stressed or anxious. Likes to keep them short to avoid damaging her nails. Sienna knows how to speak Italian, Ancient Greek, English and elvish...yeah, that's right. Girl geeked out on Lord of the Rings hardcore and went and taught herself the elvish language. T H E M E S O N G Scars to Your Beautiful Face Claim: Christina Grimmie (R.I.P. <3) | #77DD77

@Moro

You already know she's good in my books..! Pop her across and you can post for her when you're ready hun :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

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_{Samuel Mercer & Neisha Stevenson}

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^{Location: Hephaestus Cabin - Camp Half-Blood; New York.
Interacting With: Each other.}

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"Nope..!"

Samuel paused then, however. His head drawing to a light tilt as his eyes narrowed; his thoughts returning back to the orange ball of fur that awaited him back in the Hephaestus cabin. Well... at least he hoped that Riley was still in the cabin, and not running around with Lady and Lumi again. Sure they were all technically part of the canis family, and despite the varying breeds an odd-ball pack had been formed between them and some of the other canines in the camp. They had their own little family going. It was actually rather adorable to watch.

Forgetting just where it was that he was originally going with his thoughts, Samuel brought his attention back down to the woman he was walking with. Giving her a light shake of his head as his gaze turned to the path they were taking, "Well, I mean; sometimes he acts like a cat. Sits on the back of the couch and watches Ky preparing food in the kitchen... jumps on top of the kitchen table and Hayden's dresser for some reason. He really seems to like it up there. Pushes his hair products off the top of it with his nose."

Lifting his free hand up with a smirk, he tapped lightly against the tip of his nose a couple of times before settling again.

"But, nah... Riley is a warrigal-..." Blinking, Samuel looked back down at her as he clarified; using the other, and more well-known name for the creature, "A dingo. They're a wild dog that's native to Australia. An' despite what ya heard; I give my word, he don't eat no babies."

Niesha watched, a little bemused, as she waited for Samuel to figure out just what he was doing. He had confused her- she was certain that he had said cat, but she could have been wrong- and Niesha wasn't well-versed in that type of emotion. Oh, sure, reading when they were kids was confusing, but she generally knew things. This, however... Niesha was trying to figure out how a cat could not be a cat. It was like that meme she was certain someone had shown her in the camp of the guy looking a little blank trying to figure out complex problems.

His clarification of it was perhaps reasonable, although Niesha was still a bit bemused by it. Still, she could understand. Sometimes there was just so much in their minds, and everything wanted to come out at once. It did make for some wild choices in cooking, she had to admit, but there had been some fun results. Or in tactical designs... Michael was the better one out of them for buildings designs, but she'd played around too when ideas just wanted out.

"Warrigal. That's the proper term for dingos, I'm guessing." That was certainly interesting. "Do people really believe the baby thing?" she wondered, "Perhaps she just likes to annoy him?" She added, her mind stuck on the classic cat like move. She was certain that cats just liked to be bastards and knock things over for fun and because they knew it was annoying. If cute.

"Canis lupus dingo... or just Canis dingo- that's the actual scientific name for them." Nodding his head thoughtfully, a small, though nevertheless stupid smile playing over his lips, Samuel gave a gentle squeeze of her shoulders. Shooting a glance down at her, though his attention was drawn away as he caught movement in the corner of his eyes. His gorgeous blues flicking over and ahead of them, following the figure of one his best mates as he left cabin nine, only to then wander off towards his own.

Ah, Brandon... that bloke was never gunna learn...

Nope. That was wrong. He was gunna learn; but when he did. It was definitely going to be the hella hard way. Chuckling softly to himself at the thought that his best mate was just digging himself an early grave when it came to screwing over his cousin; Samuel shook his head. Coming back to the conversation he was having, "An' you'd be surprised 'bout the type of shit people believe. By the way... Riley's a boy. Jus' a heads up, beautiful."

Interested, Niesha made a note in her mind to write that down, somewhere. She might forget, and should probably do it now, but there wasn't really a reason to do so. Besides, it really didn't seem like Sam was about to let her go. Not that she really minded. He seemed distracted again- and she followed his gaze, not entirely sure what had distracted him.

"Hmmm?" Niesha looked back as he spoke, hurriedly trying to figure out what he had said, before she gave a soft laugh "Well, we are living examples of what some people believe" she said, before frowning. He had said he when speaking of the dingo. "Right... boy... I-" She stopped, looking back to him, tilting her head slightly. She tried to think if anyone had called her that- certainly not for a long time at least. She did, after all, tend to spend a lot of time either in books, or on the training grounds... more so the books.

"I'll try to remember that." She finished, trying to gather her thoughts.

She seemed... distracted. Lost in her own thoughts, and for a moment he had to wonder whether or not he looked like that when it happened to him. Nah, probably not. Neisha was a hell of a lot cuter than he was. Hands down.

Giving her shoulders another gentle squeeze, a soft though still rather stupid looking lop-sided smile cracking over his features, Samuel pulled ahead. His arm falling from around her shoulders, he took to the porch in a quick leap up. Skipping the step altogether. Reaching for the door once he'd gotten to it, he held it open. Motioning for her to go in ahead of him, though before either of them had the chance to do so; the blur of orange they'd been speaking about came shooting out. It's tail whipping back and forth as it bounded past them both.

Straightening up, his frown returning to his lips, Sam stared after the creature. Opening his mouth, shutting it, and opening it again before finally voicing the only thought that entered his mind.

"..well, shit."

Niesha couldn't help the laugh that escaped her as she turned towards Samuel, the orange blur that was evidently Riley passing them, the look on his face was just priceless. It was good to laugh, and that reaction... Niesha tried to sober up quickly, but it was evident that the emotion, while not really rare for her, was enjoying it's time out. She tried to draw in a deep breath, and to gather herself, after a moment somewhat succeeding as she cast a glance about for the dingo. "Do we chase him down? Or will he come home when he's tired?" she asked, suddenly wondering if Riley could get hurt, or hurt someone or something else. "Is he alright out by himself? "

Shaking his head lightly, the door closing behind him with a slight 'thud' as he let it go, Samuel folded his arms over his chest. His bright blues gazing out at the dingo as it ran back and forth, demanding attention from anyone it came across, "Ah... he'll be right. Lil' bugger's harmless unless there's a threat. Worst he does is cop an attitude an' toss his bowl 'round when he get hungry."

"He just wants to have fun. And attention." It was adorable, and Niesha watched the dingo with a smile, "Perhaps he got bored knocking over Hayden's things."

"Most likely." Nodding his head in agreement, Samuel paused. Shooting a glance back over his shoulder for a moment before turning back around and stepping down off the porch, pulling a look that said it all. He knew he was in trouble, "..which means I should probably piss off outta the area before Mufasa gets back and catches the mess."

Niesha shifted, deciding that that was probably a good idea, "Just tell him Scar came for a visit" she said as she followed him off the porch.

"Throw Ky under the bus... I like the way you think, Stevenson." Smirking, unable to stop himself from doing so, Samuel's hands made their way into the pockets of his brown leather jacket. His chuckle filling the air as he allowed his feet to lead the way. Not really paying attention to where they were taking them.

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

Ariana Mossos 💋 Daughter of Aphrodite

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Ariana Elizabeth Mossos-Huntsberg

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18 | April 24

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Female

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Bisexual

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75% Greek
25% Italian

100% Hot Mess

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Three

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Ariana’s looks are an exact replica of her mother Aphrodite. On a thin, heart-shaped face rest a pair of arched eyebrows, framing the almond-shaped, hazel eyes that can be either brown or olive green depending on her outfit. A small, button-shaped nose marks the middle of her face, and underneath it are a pair of full, luscious, dusty rose-colored lips. Her layered, dark brown hair reaches the small of her back, silky locks parted in the middle and usually worn down in soft waves or flat-ironed straight. Her petite frame of 5’6” sports an hourglass figure with curves in all the right places, with a bronzed, blemish-free skin beautifully kissed by the sun.

Ariana’s style consists of everything designer, with a particular fondness for high heels, diamonds and sparkle. Every piece of clothing needs to be perfectly coordinated with one another and accessorized accordingly, fitted to perfection and with enough skin exposed to show off her best attributes without appearing trashy. Crop tops, skinny jeans, shorts, short skirts and form-fitting dresses are the most abundant pieces in her closet. At the moment, she has two earlobe piercings on each ear, a cartilage stud piercing on her left ear, and no tattoos or visible scars.

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αяяσgαηт 💋 ƒℓιятαтισυѕ 💋 ѕєℓƒ-¢єηтєяє∂ 💋 ραѕѕισηαтє 💋 мαηιρυℓαтινє

Ariana Mossos is her parents’ daughter through and through. As soon as she enters a room, she captivates you with an inexplicable magnetism, and your eyes are unable to look in any other direction. The young woman carries herself with a confidence that most of the time falls on the side of arrogance, much like her mother and father do. Upon first meetings, Ariana is frequently described as a bitch. Having grown up spoiled means she often thinks she’s the center of the universe, entitled to things, and that she can get away with whatever she wants without any consequences. The girl is very judgemental, stubborn as a mule and not afraid of using manipulation to get others to do as she pleases.

Of course, not all of Ariana’s traits are on the negative side. She can be charming when she wants to be, outgoing, with an easy sense of humor and adventure that makes it fun to be around her. To those she considers friends and loved ones, she is caring and loyal to a fault, going to great lengths to protect them and making sure they’re happy. To her lovers, she’s a flirtatious fireball of passion who gives her all and doesn’t stop until they’re both satisfied. And behind the self-centered, uptight exterior hides a sensitive girl that’s deathly afraid of being tossed aside, forgotten and unable to ever find love without the use of her charms.

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Once upon a time, in the beautiful, luxurious town of Beverly Hills, lived a young man by the name of Alexandros Mossos. At the tender age of twenty, he seemed to have the whole world at his feet: the riches, power and respect that came with being the son of the two most important members of the Greek and Italian mobs. These were the traits that had the desire-struck Aphrodite watching him from afar, biding her time until it was the perfect moment to strike. Her opportunity finally arrived on Halloween night, during the party being held at one of the many Mossos nightclubs in the Hills. Dressed up in her best goddess attire, Aphrodite walked straight into the club, very much like a woman on a mission to make Alexandros hers. And on the other side of the equation, the second Alex’s ice blue eyes fell on the dark-haired beauty with the sun-kissed skin and hazel-colored eyes, he knew he would do anything to have her. The rest, of course, is history.

Mission accomplished. Time to return home.

Although Aphrodite’s intentions were to carry on with life as usual, she was surprised to find out she was pregnant. The goddess delayed delivering the news to the father-to-be as much as she could, as Alexandros had just rekindled his relationship with the mother of his twins and were currently expecting their third. But by a stroke of fate, Audrey Huntsberg lost the child she was carrying, and was finding herself slowly sinking into a deep depression. It was then when Aphrodite, feeling absolutely devastated for the woman, decided to finally confess to Alex, and informed him of her desire to have Audrey adopt her child.

Knowing fully well his girlfriend would never adopt a child that was product of his infidelity (even if they had not been together at the time), he made sure to fabricate a believable story. That night, he arrived at his home telling Audrey about how his mother had heard of the daughter of a family friend who was looking to give up her baby on adoption, and if they knew of anybody looking to adopt. The grief-stricken Audrey, of course, jumped at the opportunity to fill the void in her heart and give the innocent child a loving family. Three months later, the young couple was bringing the newborn Ariana to Beverly Hills.

Ariana Elizabeth was raised alongside older brother Xander, older sister Ella, younger brother Andrew, and eventually her cousin Dante. They grew up in one of the most costly pieces of real estate in the Hills, their every need and whim tended to by their stern but loving mother and the estate’s staff. As a child, Ariana showed no signs of being anything but normal like the rest, with the few exceptions of some boys doing things for her and not remembering. It was on her thirteenth birthday that her demigod powers began to manifest themselves, often times making Ariana question her own sanity. And for fear of being sent off to the psych ward, the girl never confided these issues to anyone, even as they only strengthened throughout the years.

On her sixteenth birthday, Alexandros finally explained to Ariana who she was and where she came from. The girl had refused to believe him at first, thoroughly convinced that either her father had gone insane, or she had somehow suffered some brain injury that had her living in some strange, alternate dimension. Her denial persisted up until she finally arrived at Olympus Academy and met her biological mother in person, answering Aphrodite’s greeting with a slap in the face so hard Ariana was sure it echoed throughout the grounds. There were no further attempts to speak after that.

It took some time for Ariana to adjust to her new reality, but she did so quicker than she thought. The brunette was eager to learn about everything, since the only thing she’d ever known up to that point was the mortal life. Finding the answers to what her powers were and how to use them to her favor became her favorite pastime, along with getting into trouble with boys and girls alike. Now, the young woman has fully embraced her status as a demigod, and is enjoying the privilege of having the best of both mortal and godly worlds.

"She's an arrogant, conceited, spoiled little bitch... I would say my Ariana definitely takes after me." — Aphrodite

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Aphrodite

Goddess of Beauty, Love, Lust, Desire, Sexuality, and Pleasure

"Or at least that's what I’ve heard."

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Ariana has no relation to her mother, and seemingly has no interest to meet the woman who chose to toss her away like yesterday’s trash. To her, the only mother she has is named Audrey Elizabeth Huntsberg: his father’s mortal wife. However, there is a part of her that secretly yearns to meet the goddess who has blessed her with the qualities she cherishes so fondly.

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ωє’яє вєαυtιƒυℓ, ℓιкє ∂ιαмση∂ѕ ιη tнє ѕку…Ariana wouldn’t be the daughter of Aphrodite if she didn’t have the drop-dead gorgeous, wrinkle, scar and acne-free looks to brag about. Not only that, but she is able to bless whoever she wants with beauty and desirability. The plot twist comes when, in order for Ariana and those recipients of her awarded attractiveness to keep their charm, they have to keep themselves sexually active. After all, Aphrodite isn’t the goddess of lust for no reason.

Tαℓк ∂ιяtу tσ мє… One of the biggest gifts Ariana inherited from her mother is Charmspeak, which is a rare type of hypnotism or persuasion that convinces any person to do or get whatever Ariana wants. The strength of the command depends on the tone and the emotion of the young woman’s voice. Eventually, when the charmspeak wears off, her target has no recollection of why they did or what they were commanded to do. Ariana’s charmspeak works with any creature; but much to her chagrin, it does not work on the children of Hestia, Athena and Artemis... As she found out the hard way when freaking Leo Sullivan wouldn’t buckle to her demands no matter how many sweet nothings fell from her lips.

¢яσѕѕ му нєαяt, нσρє tσ ∂ιє… Crossing Ariana Mossos in any shape or form can in all honesty, be the worst sin you can commit on this Earth. Just as she has the ability to bless souls with beauty, lust and passion, she has the ability to curse those same souls with a lack thereof. Need proof? Just ask Logan Sanders, her ex-boyfriend back at Beverly Hills Academy. After he was photographed cheating on her, let’s just say his sudden break of cystic acne is not the only reason he’s no longer able to rise to the occasion.

ι ¢αη мαкє уσυ ƒєєℓ αℓяιgнt... A rather interesting ability that was passed on to Ariana was the ability to find out exactly what a man craves in bed with a simple kiss, and bring them to ecstasy in every intimate session. Although most males have basic and tolerable enough fantasies (thus making this trait very useful for the most part), there have been a few times times in which their hidden desires have been disturbing enough to leave her with nightmares. The ability to discover cravings seems to not work on her fellow demigods, but thankfully enough, her ability to take them to Olympus and back remains intact. This particular ability does not work on females, but being female herself, Ariana's sixth sense is enough to make sure her fellow girls are taken care of properly.

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@Venus

Other than the mention of Olympus Academy in the Biography; I see no issues with the character, hun. She's definitely going to be an interesting addition to the camp. Feel free to pop her across into the Character tab; and you can post whenever you're ready :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

@Vicier do you accept face claim and color reservations?

@Venus

Huh... never been asked that before; but there's a first time for everything, heheh. Go ahead hun..!

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

I know the personality isn't completed yet, but I wear I'll get it done sometime soon!
Didn't want to push it back anymore so here he is.

Kareem Baz Son of Demeter

_{"Some used to say that I'd never scale this mountain
Now that I'm close they shut their eyes and draw their curtains"}

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___________________________________ N A M E Kareem Issam Baz A G E Jan, 10th, 18 G E N D E R cis Male S E X U A L I T Y Demisexual N A T I O N A L I T Y Egyptian - American ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 6'0" Weight: 179lbs Hair: Currently black, he likes to dye it Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Muscled, well toned Body Marks: He has various tattoos all over his body. He started tattooing when he turned 16. Aesthetics: ●, ● ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single and ready to form bonds. Current: N/A Past: TBD F A M I L Y Father - Isaam Baz Mother - Goddess Demeter L E G A C Y Isis P E T S Niel is a black pit bull Kareem got as a gift for his 15th birthday. ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ The sea, he finds it calming ✔ Wamrth, he loves to lay in the beach under the sun ✔ Gardening, like duh ✔ Art, nature photography mainly ✔ Traveling, to national parks ✔ Sweets, biggest sweet tooth ✔ Playing music, all sorts D I S L I K E S ✘ Thunder, too loud for him ✘ Snakes, he is scared of them ✘ Deforestation, pretty given ✘ Loud music, again, too loud ✘ The homies being sad, nuff said ✘ Airplanes, or heights in general ✘ People that don't recycle ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Friendly | Kind | Nurturing | Open-Minded | Airhead | Clumsy | Considerate | Loyal Himbo Vibes Only. ____________________________________________________________________________ B I O G R A P H Y Kareem's father was an environmental engineer working in Egypt at the time he met the woman that would later be Demeter. Their shared passion for enviormental conservation and green energy brought the two of them together over the next six months Issam Baz stayed in Cairo. Their affair only lasted the last two months that Issam had left in Cairo but it was rather clear that these two people deeply cared for each other. Eight months later, while Issam worked on a few papers for the Boston Architectural College, he heard a knock on the small house he owned in Newburyport. It was an old two-bedroom home he had renovated to be more environmentally friendly and sustainable. It had been his first accomplishment before graduating from MIT. When Issam opened the door, the woman from Cairo stood there with a small tiny baby wrapped in green blankets. By the end of the night, Issam understood his responsibility and duty to his son. Kareem grew up lacking nothing. He went to the best private schools the Boston area could offer. He wasn't spoiled, not one bit. His father made sure that Kareem knew the struggles of others by sending him off to volunteer in animal shelters, soup kitchens, and other charity work. Of course, Kareem never complained. He actually enjoyed the work, the people, and the friendships he had formed over the years. Unfortunately, when Kareem was sixteen years old, he was jumped by a giant dog, or what seemed like a dog at the time with an even bigger tail. It had been a scorpion. A giant fucking scorpion had attacked Kareem in broad daylight as he made his way back home from school. The scorpion had successfully injected its venom into Kareem's left arm. The last thing he saw was someone running up behind the scorpion with what seemed like a pen before he passed out cold. Kareem had survived; most of him had. He had lost his left arm. The damage on his skin and bone had been substantial, and the venom was rotting the tissue under the skin. The only option had been to amputate the boy's arm a few inches above the elbow. Kareem recovered quickly with his father at his side and the surprise visit of a woman who claimed to be his mother. She explained to him what the thing was that had attacked him and why. The boy, unable to really process all of it at once, just agreed to leave Boston and head down to Long Island, where a safe haven for so-called demigods like him could live their lives. He was claimed as soon as Kareem entered the camp. A formality, it seemed. Nonetheless, Kareem grew to love Camp Half-blood as his new home. Here he was surrounded by nature and other individuals like him. While he missed his home back in Boston from time to time, he was glad that his father would be a lot safer without him around. ____________________________________________________________________________ D E M I G O D I N F O C A B I N Cabin Four ⧿ Demeter, Goddess of Agriculture R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Caretaker for the Garden W E A P O N S ● Bow given to him by his mother on his 18th birthday. ● Sword that has been in his family for generations. Belonged to his grandfather. A B I L I T I E S Chlorokinesis : Kareem has absolute control over plants, manipulating them to a multitude of effects. He could summon plants, use them to restrain, or help him be more aware of his surroundings. He mainly uses this ability to make himself a handy left arm. Plant Teleportation : Kareem could teleport via her plants. He does need a large tree to be able to teleport from and to. Karpoi Summoning : Kareem could summon karpoi, but they are too mean for his tastes so he doesn't so it too often. Only when he needs a hand during farming season. ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R Kareem is bilingual, mostly, he can speak Arabic and English. Greek comes and goes. He might be growing some weed by the beach. Kareem loves tea, he drinks it with lots of sugar. Yeah, he's deff growing weed by the beach. Mr. D gets some for keeping the secret from Chiron. His go-to gift idea is a cute little plant. Kareem is a secret party animal. Get him drunk enough and he'll do anything. Wouldn't hurt a fly. Face Claim: Zyan Malik | #617b57

@Pyxis

Omg; I love him..! XD
Written personality or not; he is accepted..! Pop him across whe you're ready hun :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

Hullo. Gonna see if I can come up with a character for this, thinking of maybe some sort of snake-charming Son of Asclepius?
Is there a Discord for this rp btw?

@Bartimaeus

Ooo..! The God of medicine..! Now this sounds like an interesting character; I've never had a roleplayer who thought so out thox when it came to the minor Gods. I'm very much looking forward to seeing what you come up with.

As for a Discord channel; there is indeed. I shall PM you, and @Venus with the link shortly so that you guys can join and meet the rest of the family :'3

♆ 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚁𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 ♆ (Roleplay Re-Booted)

@Venus Looking forward to seeing what you have in store. ^^

@Vicier ...since you've been getting on my ass to complete him...here's my goat boy for you to look over :P

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Sawyer Harvey Lockwood, Junior Protector

_{"Your best disguise is the impression your enemy has of you. Strong...and dead wrong"}

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___________________________________ N A M E Sawyer Harvey Lockwood Sawyer, Lockwood, Halfbreed, Clip-Clop A G E December 31st, 31-years-old G E N D E R Male S P E C I E S Satyr S E X U A L I T Y Polysexual ___________________________________ A P P E R A N C E Height: 5'8" Weight: 141 lbs Hair: Light Brown Eyes: Dark Brown Body Type: Ectomorph Body Marks: He has the lower body of a goat. ___________________________________ R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S Single P E T S "Do I count myself..or...?" ___________________________________

____________________________________________________________________________ L I K E S ✔ Music ✔ Smoking ✔ Partying ✔ Helping out ✔ Drinking wine ✔ HTTYD ("Thanks Ty!") ✔ 'Foot' races with new campers D I S L I K E S ✘ Dogs ✘ Bullies ✘ Cyclops' ✘ Being underground ✘ Aggressive campers ✘ Reptiles and spiders ✘ Being stuck in enclosed spaces ✘ Being stuck inside for too long ____________________________________________________________________________ P E R S O N A L I T Y Innocent 羊 Naive 羊 Childish 羊 Stubborn 羊 Happy-Go-Lucky 羊 Protective 羊 Optimistic 羊 Talkative ____________________________________________________________________________ S A T Y R I N F O C A B I N Hermes Cabin, bunked with Tyler Rumancek when at camp W E A K N E S S § Wine dependent § Aerial attacks R E S P O N S A B I L I T I E S Bringing new demi-gods to camp, protecting them till they can get into the protective walls of the camp. W E A P O N S Two swords passed down from his father. He keeps the bottom one pictured with him and leaves the other at camp in the trusted hands of his friend, Tyler Rumancek. A B I L I T I E S ABILITIES: § They can detect half-bloods and monsters (but not underground) by scent. § They can control nature by playing music on their reed pipes. § They can talk to animals and some monsters. § They have animal-level hearing and smell. § They can eat recyclable material (tin, aluminum, plastic, etc.) and even wood and grass. § They can run at superhuman speeds, along with climbing, as a result of goat legs. § They can sense nature magic (such as the Golden Fleece, Pan, and gifts of Pan). § They can sense emotions of demigods and mortals. § They practice woodland magic. § They age at half the rate of a human or demigod. § When they die, they are reincarnated as plants or trees, such as laurels (if they are lucky), and flowers (the average satyr). ____________________________________________________________________________ O T H E R As stated before, Sawyer sleeps in Tyler's Cabin Counselor room on the floor. Sawyer is a huge Disney fanatic, often times can be found hanging with Brynn binging old Disney movies. T H E M E S O N G I'm Still Standin' by Taron Egerton Face Claim: Tom Holland | #00FFFF

@Moro

Whoop whoop..! Sawyer is accepted..! Feel free to pop him across, honey :'3