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Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Oh tonight will bloody. Bloody and littered with desserts.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

@Altered Tundra@lovely complex

Demeter's (other) daughter up for approval!

May J. Bentley / Demeter

"It seems like the chaos of this world is accelerating, but so is the beauty in the consciousness of more and more people."
-Anthony Kiedis

► Name ◄

May Juli Bentley

► Nickname ◄

Mini-May

► Birth Date ◄

05/01/1999

► Age ◄

17

► Gender ◄

Female

► Sexuality ◄

Omnisexual

► In Depth Appearance ◄

Cute as a button, May stands at a very short 4'11", and she's quite thin at 88lbs. Despite many people thinking she has an eating disorder, this is far from the truth as her friends should know. She has medium length, dark brown hair that she styles differently each day. Like her hair, her eyes are a bold shade of brown. Body-wise, May has little to no curves and is as flat as a board. Fortunately, her redeeming features are entirely facial, considering she is quite pleasant to look at.

► Clothing Style ◄

Her day to day clothing generally consist of an eye popping t-shirt with khakis or jeans, accessorized with a different pair of ear rings each day. She tends to wear a minimal amount of make-up, but she's not afraid to deck herself out when she wants.

► Quirks/Oddities/Habits ◄

• Tends to take a plethora of pictures wherever she goes.
• Doesn't think before she speaks, which leads her to saying some rather offensive things.
• Snacks on extremely unhealthy foods (ex. Twinkies, cupcakes, etc.) at inappropriate times.
• Keeps a night light on in her room.
• Carries a stuffed animal around wherever she goes.

► Likes ◄

• ALL the sweets! (except cotton candy)
• Kitty Cats!
• Disney!
• Stuffed animals!
• Photography!

► Dislikes ◄

• Conflict... Sad face!
• Scary movies... Boo!
• Being interrupted... Gross!
• Drugs & alcohol... Nope!
• Cotton candy... No way, Jose!

► Fears ◄

• Failure
• Guns
• Darkness

► Personality ◄

♦ Proactive ♦ Naive ♦ Eccentric ♦ Rash

There's never a dull moment when May is around. She is an extremely vibrant and spontaneous woman who can't help but be herself. She's the type of person to break into song and dance at the drop of a dime, regardless of what's going on around her. However, she is an incredibly innocent and naive person. She trusts people way too easily and doesn't see every person as dangerous, which can lead to some some dangerous situations. This forces her friends to always be on the lookout for her, especially at parties where the wrong person could take advantage of her.

May is exceptionally active with her life, getting into all sorts of hobbies and clubs while somehow maintaining her grades and social life. She loves to plan things, especially parties. While she is quite great at planning events, there is rarely a second of thought that goes into her actions, and she just simply does what she wants in the moment. To make matters worse, she rarely understands why some people lash out at her.

► Background ◄

May (Cantonese name: Baak Ju Mei) was born in Hong Kong, China, the daughter to a burgeoning biotechnologist. Her father was researching ways to increase crop yields in China to help feed the entire population, which innately attracted Demeter's attention. While his intentions were quite pure, business in the Chinese markets ended up being a cut throat business. By 2008, when the Great Recession hit, he had lost it all. May had never really known a privileged lifestyle, but now they were destitute and homeless. Perhaps in an attempt to better his daughter financially, her father killed himself so she could collect life insurance on him. Slightly better off now but without a father, May had to use a good portion of the money to travel to America, where her uncle and aunt lived.

Once in the state of California, her name was Americanized to better fit in with the English-speaking population and she was enrolled in public schools. May, having learned some English while in China, was not totally disadvantaged but did struggle some in the American school systems. Quirky and rather strange, she didn't quite fit in with everybody, but fortunately she did not spend a significant time in public schools before she was able to attend Olympus Academy.

Now in her second year, May looks forward to meeting all of the new people and taking lots of pictures!

► Extra ◄

May is the worst player at every video game. She almost always loses, and those that lose to her should be ashamed. Also, she's a virgin and a hopeless romantic, waiting on the right man, which she has told her friends multiple times.

► Godly Parent ◄

Demeter

► Relationship With Godly Parent ◄

Demeter and May are not on great terms, mostly due to Demeter's inability to understand her daughter's quirkiness. The goddess tends to try and take control of May's life, which inevitable causes her to distance herself from her mother.

► Godly Abilities ◄

Aspects: From her mother, May has inherited two aspects that represent Demeter's duality of life and death; the flourishing earth and the devouring earth.

Blessed Bounty - As mother earth, Demeter has restorative powers and can bring forth new life. Manifesting this power, May can regenerate that which has been destroyed, except human life. While she can not resurrect the dead, she can heal wounds over time. In this form, pleasant weather and growing crops tend to follow her. Those around her seem to be invigorated by the radiance glowing from her.

Grim Harvest - Demeter's sorrow and rage flows through her daughter. In this aspect, May conjures a black scythe to reap vengeance on those that dare to hurt her. The scythe is frigid and eats away at all organic matter it touches. Bitter cold stirs about her form, bringing snowfall, plants begin to wither and die in her presence, and those near her begin to experience fear and terror.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Got permission from lovely to put Cecily in the lounge if anybody is wondering!

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

LOCATION - Dorm 4-G, Lounge

INTERACTIONS - Hunter @Apokalipse, Alessandra @Fabricant451, Cecily @lovely complex

There was a visible twitch in Atticus’ left eye as the tiny boy paid no heed to the titanic Sanguine Son before him. The hulk of a man was used to people cowering in fear or pleading for their lives, but this one? He prattled on his phone. The incessant tapping of the screen - that sickening tick, tick, tick – plunged Atticus into a deep seated rage. He didn’t act in his anger though, too baffled by this mouse in front of him. This was a quiet anger that waited patiently to unfurl.

The man’s hazel eyes watched as Honey finally got up from his bed and made his way out the door without a single word or motion of acknowledgment to his roommate. Once the click of the front door was heard, the carnage began. The wicked dagger in his hand plunged into Honey’s mattress, its serrated blade deforming and warping the fabric with every stab. Again and again, his hand hammered his weapon into the poor, defenseless bed while the waves of fury coursed through Ares’ son. By the time Atticus was finished, Honey’s place of refuge looked like a murder scene. The mattress was no longer a commodity for sleeping, now turned into a torture rack fit only for the masochistic to lay upon.

Content with his disaster, Atticus took a deep breath and focused, returning to his calm state of mind and returning his knife to its resting place. From his pocket, his hand fetched a tiny, eloquent notebook and a pen that appeared to cost at least a hundred dollars. He immediately began writing in elaborate cursive, inscribing a message to the mouse in his regal handwriting.

They gave you a faulty mattress. Call maintenance.
-S.S.

The Sanguine Son tore the message from his notebook and placed it on the obliterated bed before he took his leave, stopping momentarily by the living room to toss his belongings to the ground. Someone would be here soon on his accord to straighten everything up for him. By the time he returned tonight, this dorm would look like Scarface’s mansion. As Atticus exited his apartment, he brought up his phone and tapped out a quick message to his half-sister, Alessandra.

Dear sister,

I hope you are prepared to die tonight.

Love,
Atticus

The ominous message carried a strange vibe to it, one that didn’t quite make sense. In truth, his relationship with his sister was the quite the same; it was hostile and competitive to the point things were bound to get bloody, but Atticus had an overprotective vibe to him when it came to Alessandra. Hurting her would be signing a death sentence. Stowing away his phone, the man made his way through the corridors to find the nearest lounge, overlooking any that might get in his way. His stomach required sustenance that only Peanut M&Ms and Cherry Coke could satisfy.

The lounge was about what one would expect. Several tables were scattered about with plush chairs of a variety of colors sat around them. Two comfortable couches sat against the wall for the students' leisure. One of which was occupied by a single dark haired woman, sipping on a soda and apparently daydreaming about nothing. Her eyes blankly stared at the wall, but spoke a tale of sadness. If his memory served him right, that was Zeus' daughter: Cecily. He paid relatively no heed to her though, marching up to the vending machine and admiring the options presented to him. Scrounging through his wallet, he found a couple dollar bills hidden within the stack of hundreds, watched the machine swallow his money, and clicked his options. The Peanut M&Ms appeared without any trouble, but the Cherry Coke... The machine flashed SOLD OUT to him with its red LED lights. Flustered, Atticus had no other option but to choose the much inferior choice of Dr. Pepper. His hazel eyes flashed over Cecily and grimaced when he saw the last bottle of Cherry Coke in her hands.

Marching up to the girl, he towered over her and snapped twice in front of her face, breaking her concentration. "Normally, I would tear apart the person who took my prized Cherry Coke from me, but I assume you are ignorant of such things and spare you of that horrible fate, Daughter of Zeus." he informed her with tiny, cold smile. It was hard to tell if he was being serious or not. "Come. It is almost time to test your mettle in the Arena." With a tug, he pulled the woman up and began pushing her toward the doorway.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Murder! Bloody murder!

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

LOCATION - Helicopter, Dorm 4-D, Dorm 4-G

INTERACTIONS - Mariana @Aewin, Hunter @Apokalipse

The face of a gorgeous, brunette woman bobbed back and forth energetically on the screen of an extravagant phone, her mouth erupting in a river of words. Between the constant roar of the helicopter’s blades and his own disinterest, Atticus Caesar could not fathom anything his mother’s ruby red lips vomited out over his headphones. “…going to the spa later… manicure… and I’m getting… new furs.” were words he was able to make out, none of which surprised him. Maria Caesar, mother to the brute of a man, was a self-absorbed woman who cared only about herself and her looks. It was a small wonder the savage Ares took interest in an air-headed bimbo such as herself. Aside from video calls like this, Atticus rarely ever saw his mother nowadays since she was always traveling. In fact, the last time he’d actually seen her in person was last Christmas. Strange, considering how possessive she had been over him when he was a child.

In his peripheral view, Atticus’ hazel orbs saw the pilot upfront hold up a hand and give a familiar signal: it was about time to land. ”Mother.” his gruff, harsh sounding voice ground Maria’s one-sided conversation to halt. ”I have arrived. See you later.” Without saying a proper, loving goodbye, the man ended the call with a simple touch of his finger. His right hand firmly grasped the railing next to him and easily slid the helicopter’s cabin door open, revealing the stunning sight of Olympus Academy’s massive campus. This is the home away from home he’d known for the past decade. ”4-G.” Atticus barked at the pilot. Wind billowing through his cropped hair, the student dormitory came closer and closer.

Every student near a window could see the copter approach the building, perhaps just a bit too close for comfort. If they didn’t see it, then they certainly heard the loud scream of the rotors. Hovering just outside what the pilot assumed was Apartment 4-G, Atticus observed the gap that stood between him and the balcony. It was a fair distance, although not unwarranted since the pilot needed enough space to let his blades spin. His head bowed down, glaring at the students funneling into the main entrance. A fall from this height definitely would kill him, but he wasn’t about to play it safe. The hulking man grabbed a heavy rucksack from in front of him, stood up, and prepared to make his boundless leap. A deep breath and a short running start later, Atticus’ bulky form hurled through the air and easily landed on his living quarter’s bare balcony.

The tall man dusted off his elegant threads before hoisting the rucksack over his shoulder. Behind him, the copter’s engine rumbled and made its leave. No heed was paid to the leaving chopper, and his legs carried him over to the glass sliding door, which he attempted to pull open. However, the door did not simply open; it seemed to buckle under his strength and completely fell off the rails that kept it upright. Growling lowly to himself, the Sanguine Son rolled into the apartment, finding it to be as comfortable as they always were. ”Cursed door…” he muttered with a seething attitude, his heavy feet stomping through the living room and towards the first bedroom he could find. He had been alerted that his roommate would be a man named Hunter, someone Atticus scarcely knew, but someone he would subjugate if they were a problem. However, the brute did not find a man in this first room… He found a woman.

Atticus leered at the average-sized brunette for a good minute, quizzically quirking a single eyebrow. She was quite a sight with her frazzled hair and hour glass figure, something that definitely appeased an inner hunger within the bestial man. There was no clear expression of his appreciation for her beauty scrawled upon his face though, although his eyes did seem to widen a little. After what seemed to be an eternity, he finally spoke. ”…They gave you a faulty door. Call maintenance.” With that though, Atticus turned his back to the unnamed woman and proudly strode out of the mistaken apartment.

A few doors down and the lug finally arrived at his proper residence. Like the other apartment, it was spacious and clean, although it certainly lacked the decadence of his Monacan mansion. Nonetheless, it would suffice. The room he headed toward, again, had another in it, but this time it was the person of the appropriate gender, muttering something about ending his misery, as if he were some kind of wounded animal. ”I shall grant you a swift death, if you so desire” he stated casually, his hazel eyes digging daggers into the scrawnier man. It was very clear that Atticus thought Hunter was being serious about wanting to die, for no sooner than the larger man spoke, he already had drawn a vicious looking dagger from his rucksack. "There is no better person to lose your life to than the Sanguine Son himself, so speak your peace if you are ready to die." a certain arrogance was laced into his voice now, and his heavy feet began to approach Hunter's bed, dagger at the ready.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

@Apokalipse

Lmao... I can't wait for Honey's look when Atticus appears.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Olympus Academy: Daddy Issues^TM

@HalfOfLancelot

Pretty much this. xD

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Atticus Augustus Caesar / Ares

"Life is full of disappointments. And by disappointments, I mean people." -Kambri Crews

Name:
Atticus Augustus Caesar

Nickname:
Attie, "the Sanguine Son"

Birth Date:
03/14/1992

Age:
24 (7th Year)

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

In Depth Appearance:

Atticus is a bulky man, standing at an intimidating 6"7' and weighs 275lbs. His facial features are bold, grizzled, and gruff, and there seems to be a permanent scowl scrawled across his lips. Atop his skull, he sports short, black hair that he styles obsessively. The man's sullen, hazel eyes dart around constantly, as if waiting for something to happen. Beneath his vexed visage, his muscles are clearly visible, honed to peak performance, and he makes sure everyone knows his strength. Were it not for his constant tough guy look, one might be able to consider Atticus as attractive.

Clothing Style:

Someone of his social status can only be expected to wear the finest of garments. All of his clothing is high end, name brand fabric, and he doesn't go a day without dressing to the nines. In fact, his ego practically bleeds through his form fitting threads. For combat, Atticus dawns a snug leather jerkin, complete with steel plates running down his left arm.

Quirks/Oddities/Habits

• Tends to keep his arms crossed in most situations
• Always seems very tense
• Digs his nails into his skin, often times drawing blood
• Trains in some way or another when he can
• Buys lavish things for apparently no reason

Likes:

• Sparring
• Belittling others (to make them stronger)
• Dominance
• Blood
• Aphrodite and her children

Dislikes:

• Criticism
• Pessimism
• Athena
• Losing or failing in some way
• Ridicule

Fears:

• Ghosts
• Balloons
• Commitment

Personality:

♦ Arrogant ♦ Fearless ♦ Destructive ♦ Sensitive

Atticus is a vain man, as evidenced by his fine threads and fierce demeanor. There is very little to say about the man that he hasn't said himself. Lording himself over others and intimidating those that get in his way, quite a few people try not to approach him, especially when he seems to be in a bad mood. Atticus has a tendency to flip out when people try and tell him what to do or criticize him in any manner. Pushing the man beyond what people would consider his "normal" tantrums is likely to end with violence. Strangely, sentimental moments, such as in movies, will bring the man to tears.

Background:

Atticus was born into privilege and wealth beyond what most could imagine. His mother inherited money from her oil tycoon father, so there were never any hardships in Atticus' life. Growing up between cities of Monaco and Milan, Italy, his mother was more lenient than she should have been and there were never any restrictions put on him. The people in his life coddled and praised him needlessly, cultivating his personality as man of arrogance and pretentiousness. Even as a little kid, he just knew he was the best at everything.

The young Sanguine Son had everything at his disposal: money, mountains of toys and electronics, the finest threads... Anything he wanted, he got. But this was never enough for Atticus, for he desired the thrill of battle, the blood... the violence. In order to sate her son, his mother enrolled him in private lessons with one of the world's finest Krav Maga teachers. It wasn't long before Atticus outpaced the lessons and accidentally beat his mentor to a bloody pulp. In this moment, the son of Ares discovered his power of blood manipulation. His disturbing power instigated his mother to plead to the God of War for guidance on this matter. Their son was a firebrand and a blood-manipulating demon, and she could no longer control the boy.

Ares answered his concubine's call and came to take their son to the Olympus Academy, although under one condition: Atticus had to spar with his father. As expected of the ensuing battle, Ares won a flawless victory and broke nearly every bone in his son's body. The humiliating defeat he suffered at the hands of his father would be the driving force for Atticus when he enrolled in the Academy.

Thus far, the Sanguine Son has done more than what the teachers' expected of him. Being all brawn and nearly no brains, Atticus failed his first year due to poor performance on tests, but he excelled in all physical aspects. Currently, he is in his 7th year and has learned to hone his mind and body to make the perfect killing machine.

Extra:
Stood back his first year due to poor test scores. Personal favorite god: Hermes, probably.

Godly Parent:
Ares

Relationship With Godly Parent:

Atticus and Ares have a chaotic relationship for sure. Some days they're the best of friends who agree on everything; other days they're at each others' throats. It's a small wonder they haven't killed each other. Atticus views his father as a rival and seeks to overthrow Ares one day. Ares welcomes his son to try and awaits their final battle.

Godly Abilities:

Pride's Boon - Atticus is immune to mind affecting abilities due to his indomitable will. Only he controls his actions, no matter how foolish they may be.

Blood Feast - The Son of Strife possesses the ability to manipulate blood and solidify it. A drop of his own blood can conjure a terrifying weapon of his choice. However, if he is manipulating his own blood, he can overextend his powers and bleed out. As is expected of an 7th year, he is quite disciplined in the use of this ability.

Gorefiend - At the zenith of Atticus' rage, the Sanguine Son becomes a savage monstrosity, reminiscent of a bloody devil, that absorbs the life force of any he touches. Both his physical abilities are increased and he can manifest blood from the air around him. Very few who witness this form live to tell the tale.

May J. Bentley / Demeter

"It seems like the chaos of this world is accelerating, but so is the beauty in the consciousness of more and more people."
-Anthony Kiedis

► Name ◄

May Juli Bentley

► Nickname ◄

Mini-May

► Birth Date ◄

05/01/1999

► Age ◄

17

► Gender ◄

Female

► Sexuality ◄

Omnisexual

► In Depth Appearance ◄

Cute as a button, May stands at a very short 4'11", and she's quite thin at 88lbs. Despite many people thinking she has an eating disorder, this is far from the truth as her friends should know. She has medium length, dark brown hair that she styles differently each day. Like her hair, her eyes are a bold shade of brown. Body-wise, May has little to no curves and is as flat as a board. Fortunately, her redeeming features are entirely facial, considering she is quite pleasant to look at.

► Clothing Style ◄

Her day to day clothing generally consist of an eye popping t-shirt with khakis or jeans, accessorized with a different pair of ear rings each day. She tends to wear a minimal amount of make-up, but she's not afraid to deck herself out when she wants.

► Quirks/Oddities/Habits ◄

• Tends to take a plethora of pictures wherever she goes.
• Doesn't think before she speaks, which leads her to saying some rather offensive things.
• Snacks on extremely unhealthy foods (ex. Twinkies, cupcakes, etc.) at inappropriate times.
• Keeps a night light on in her room.
• Carries a stuffed animal around wherever she goes.

► Likes ◄

• ALL the sweets! (except cotton candy)
• Kitty Cats!
• Disney!
• Stuffed animals!
• Photography!

► Dislikes ◄

• Conflict... Sad face!
• Scary movies... Boo!
• Being interrupted... Gross!
• Drugs & alcohol... Nope!
• Cotton candy... No way, Jose!

► Fears ◄

• Failure
• Guns
• Darkness

► Personality ◄

♦ Proactive ♦ Naive ♦ Eccentric ♦ Rash

There's never a dull moment when May is around. She is an extremely vibrant and spontaneous woman who can't help but be herself. She's the type of person to break into song and dance at the drop of a dime, regardless of what's going on around her. However, she is an incredibly innocent and naive person. She trusts people way too easily and doesn't see every person as dangerous, which can lead to some some dangerous situations. This forces her friends to always be on the lookout for her, especially at parties where the wrong person could take advantage of her.

May is exceptionally active with her life, getting into all sorts of hobbies and clubs while somehow maintaining her grades and social life. She loves to plan things, especially parties. While she is quite great at planning events, there is rarely a second of thought that goes into her actions, and she just simply does what she wants in the moment. To make matters worse, she rarely understands why some people lash out at her.

► Background ◄

May (Cantonese name: Baak Ju Mei) was born in Hong Kong, China, the daughter to a burgeoning biotechnologist. Her father was researching ways to increase crop yields in China to help feed the entire population, which innately attracted Demeter's attention. While his intentions were quite pure, business in the Chinese markets ended up being a cut throat business. By 2008, when the Great Recession hit, he had lost it all. May had never really known a privileged lifestyle, but now they were destitute and homeless. Perhaps in an attempt to better his daughter financially, her father killed himself so she could collect life insurance on him. Slightly better off now but without a father, May had to use a good portion of the money to travel to America, where her uncle and aunt lived.

Once in the state of California, her name was Americanized to better fit in with the English-speaking population and she was enrolled in public schools. May, having learned some English while in China, was not totally disadvantaged but did struggle some in the American school systems. Quirky and rather strange, she didn't quite fit in with everybody, but fortunately she did not spend a significant time in public schools before she was able to attend Olympus Academy.

Now in her second year, May looks forward to meeting all of the new people and taking lots of pictures!

► Extra ◄

May is the worst player at every video game. She almost always loses, and those that lose to her should be ashamed. Also, she's a virgin and a hopeless romantic, waiting on the right man, which she has told her friends multiple times.

► Godly Parent ◄

Demeter

► Relationship With Godly Parent ◄

Demeter and May are not on great terms, mostly due to Demeter's inability to understand her daughter's quirkiness. The goddess tends to try and take control of May's life, which inevitable causes her to distance herself from her mother.

► Godly Abilities ◄

Aspects: From her mother, May has inherited two aspects that represent Demeter's duality of life and death; the flourishing earth and the devouring earth.

Blessed Bounty - As mother earth, Demeter has restorative powers and can bring forth new life. Manifesting this power, May can regenerate that which has been destroyed, except human life. While she can not resurrect the dead, she can heal wounds over time. In this form, pleasant weather and growing crops tend to follow her. Those around her seem to be invigorated by the radiance glowing from her.

Grim Harvest - Demeter's sorrow and rage flows through her daughter. In this aspect, May conjures a black scythe to reap vengeance on those that dare to hurt her. The scythe is frigid and eats away at all organic matter it touches. Bitter cold stirs about her form, bringing snowfall, plants begin to wither and die in her presence, and those near her begin to experience fear and terror.

Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

@Fabricant451
Too bad Kenpachi wasn't afraid of ghosts and balloons in Bleach. xD