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 Post subject: Half-Blood Havoc OOC
PostPosted: Sun Aug 24, 2014 2:30 pm 
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Alright guys, just turned on the AC, and I'm hoping to bang this OOC up in one sitting.

So, I made a few rules in the OOC, however there are a few more things that I feel I should say before the RP begins.

    As always, use common sense.
    To submit your character is to risk their life.
    The dice mod will be implemented for anything that involves a player character dying or undergoing serious wounds.
    The standards in this roleplay are high-beta.
    Characters will be demigods, half human and half god. However, if you want to play something else, simply get approval from me first.
    I've already decided the antagonist party of this world.
    And of course, let's all be respectful of one another and have fun.

With that out of the way, I'm always pretty lenient on the character template. Like the usual, it's optional. You can edit it to include more, less, or use your own entirely. So long as we get the gist of who your character is. And I reiterate, if you want your character to not be a demigod, or have more godly blood in their veins, send me a PM. Unique characters are always neat, so don't be shy.

Default Template | +
General
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Alignment: (This isn't required, and can be mixed.)
Godly Lineage: (This may not apply or might apply to an extra percentage.)

Appearance
(Weight, Height, Clothing Style, Common Colors, Clean/Dirty, Skin Hue, Hair and Eye Properties. Whatever else you feel may be needed.)

Personality
(Likes, Dislikes, Affiliations, Fields of Knowledge, Habits. Whatever else you feel you character needs in their personality description.)

Powers
(This primarily would consist of what powers your character possesses via their godly parent. A child of Hephaestus may be able to bend fire, one of Zeus might be able to generate thunder, while a child of Aphrodite may be able to charm people to an natural degree. Feel free to include strengths and weaknesses here too, magical and non-magical.)

Relic/Gift: (Many demigods in this universe, whether it be left by their godly parent or obtained by other means, have magical items. They often look as though they're a common object, but hold a whole different purpose. Whether they assist in combat or daily life, feel free to be creative should your character have a magical item!)

History: (Optional, should you not be so good at writing history.)


Old Information | +
Reserved God Parents:
    Child of Zeus: Claimed by Eferhilda
    Child of Poseidon: Claimed by Goatboy19
    Child of Hades: Nizrindane

What your character cannot be:
    Child of Artemis
    Child of Hera
    A God


Aaron, my character. | +
I decided to pay some homage in this RP. This character, while slightly altered, was my very first character ever put on paper. Sorry he took so long to type up.

General
Name: Aaron Yannis
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Male
Alignment: Varies on scenario, generally chaotic good.
Godly Lineage: Son of Ares.

Appearance
Standing at 5'9", Aaron weighs 160 pounds. His shoulders are broad, and his expression commonly appears less than pleased, however that's just his appearance and no representation of his true feelings. His hair is dark, a darker shade of a smoke color. Its length is moderate with curls in it every so often.

While the Ares cabin outfits themselves with modern and ancient gear during combat activities, Aaron wears different leisure clothing. Favoring a darker shade of red, Aaron tends to wear that kind of clothing whenever possible. Practical nature comes first, and so Aaron never wears anything that may hinder his ability.

Personality
Aaron is combat trained, of course given his age, he's only combat trained to a certain extent. He has a moderate knowledge on weapons, armor, and magical items, both ancient and modern. Along with that, he has basic knowledge on fighting styles and battle tactics. The Ares cabin regularly practices battle formations. It's note worthy that the more ancient a weapon, piece of armor, or battle strategy is, the easier it comes to him.

Aaron enjoys glory, and the heat and rush of battle. While he wouldn't attack just anybody for any reason, he has no shame when it comes to resorting to violence. He enjoys fires and the outdoors, with not much grudge against any season. He's fond of his cabin, even if they don't always get along, and very fond of his mother. Winning fights, whether it be his team winning capture the flag, or a one on one practice battle, feeds his confidence greatly.

Aaron has a deep dislike of being defeated and humiliated. Among his dislikes, another one high up there is sitting around waiting while things are getting worse around him. Despite that he still is a child, Aaron can't stand being talked to as though he is inferior or a child. He also very much hates when his temper is tested, as his patience isn't in an abundance.

Powers
Ares, not owning an element other than war, doesn't have many fields of divine powers that pass on to his children. In some cases, some children were able to cause an unnatural amount of intimidation and fear with war cries. More often than not, children of Ares have unnaturally adept strength, dexterity, or stamina.

Aaron himself only holds the gift of unnatural strength, which is the most common in the Ares cabin. Able to push, pull, and carry things other mortals wouldn't be able to, Aaron doesn't get to use it in the most glamorous way. He's generally carrying gear and material around camp.

Relic/Gift: Aaron owns a pair of dog tags that were left by his father when he first entered Camp Half-Blood. When he makes contact with his hands and wills it to happen, they'll turn into his sword and shield, varying in size depending on the scenario.

History
Aaron lived a very easy and simple life, with his birth mother as a matter of fact. His family came from a long line of wealth, however his mother proved to be much more casual about life than her siblings were. Despite his aunts and uncles thinking him and his mother don't belong, his mother always simply shrugged them off, not that visits were very often. They were usually the result of wealth and business deals, all of which Catherine would turn down.

At the age of 13, Aaron was claimed by his father, Ares, at Camp Half-Blood. With rouge monster attacks only happening during his trip there, he was considered lucky to have been safe for so long. He spends his time with his cabin during the summer, and is fortunate enough to be safe during the rest of the year.


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Metals That Harm Monsters | +
So, monsters cannot be harmed with basic metal. And although you might think silver is the answer, it is not. Celestial Bronze and Stygian Iron are the two metals I currently know that are effective against monsters. However, the Roman equivalent is Imperial Gold, however, that probably won't apply anywhere in this roleplay.

Celestial Bronze is the most common magical metal. Now, magical metals will harm monsters, however, they won't harm mortal humans. So, think of it this way. A sword or bullet of bronze will kill any human, but go straight through a monster or divine being without harming it. A sword or bullet of Celestial Bronze will kill any monster and harm any diving being, but go straight through a human without harming it. Demigods have the disadvantage of being both divine and mortal, so any metal is going to hurt them.

Stygian Iron is MUCH more rare than Celestial Bronze. It can only be found, or, made, I should say, in the Underworld. However, this metal will harm both mortals and immortals, and is thought to be a lot more durable, despite Celestial Bronze already being much more durable than any mortal metal. The real advantage though, is that when a monster dies, they're sent down to Hades, and eventually reform and come back. Stygian Iron is thought to have an effect so that the monsters killed with it will never return.

When a monster is killed without hunting reasons by these metals, they simply turn into golden dust.


The Mist (Light spoilers to the books below.) | +
Going strictly from book knowledge here, the mist is an extreme phenomenon that effects most creatures. While it mostly effects plain mortals, it can effect demigods too, just in lesser extents. It's a phenomenon that's happening around everyone, all the time, so there is no countering it, exactly. Though whether it's a blessing, curse, or doesn't matter at all, depends.

So, what does the mist do exactly? Well, basically, there's eight billion people on this planet. There's absolutely no way that someone hasn't seen a group of demigods with swords and bows fighting a magical wolf man, even if just by random chance, that someone walked on this. It would have happened by now, right? That's where the mist comes in, and while it's sometimes portrayed by a god's domain or even a mortal's domain, the key concept to a mortal's use with it is simple. They will only see what they can comprehend. Say a war between Camp Jupiter (I haven't read that far into the series yet. And they won't appear here, but they're Roman demigods, basically.) and Camp Half-Blood occurred, and there are these people in armor with ancient magical weapons going into combat, people are going to see it as men and women with rifles and guns. Their armor would probably be seen as kevlar. Let's say a child of Hephaestus is walking around with a small flame generating from his hand, people would most likely see it as him walking around with a match.

Demigods aren't tricked by these illusions, they generally see things how they are. However, in one of the books we see our heroes in a mythological place known as the Labyrinth. The paths are never ending, and the right way is unknown. They cannot find the way because they lack the ability to see fully through the mist, like a god. However, some mortals, as very rare as they are, fully see through the mist. These people are generally diagnosed with schizophrenia (I didn't even have to spell check that, YES!) as they see things that just simply aren't there. However, we see a simple mortal lead Percy and friends through the Labyrinth, as her sight is unhindered by the mist, like a gods.

So, the mist is basically an illusion-like phenomenon. It effects almost every mortal and almost every demigod, though demigods will see what doesn't make sense to them. However, they would not, say, be able to find their way through the Labyrinth. Mortals are very much effected by the mist, seeing false reality even, when their minds can't make heads or tails of what is going on. I hope I was clear enough, the mist is tricky in and out of the book.


How Monsters Track Halfbloods | +
Today we'll talk about how monsters find demigods. So, naturally, it's a monsters instinct to find these magical creatures and destroy them, this goes for demigods, mortals who can see passed the mist, (Sometimes those who can't too. Remember, just because a murder looks like it was done by a man doesn't mean the mist didn't factor in to it.) merfolk, satyrs, centaurs, and really anything that could be considered benevolent on the grand scale of things. The why is assumed that it's instinctual, they're created with a tendency to hunt down their prey. Some might want to feed, others might want glory.

However, the how is much more important than the way. So, the question is, how can someone tell a demigod from a human so easily? They look similar, but the one thing that is most potent, even more than their magical presence, is their odor. While a demigod or mortal cannot detect this stench, most mythical monsters can. It's much more potent than other odors, even more potent than that guy you can tell is wearing body spray from ten feet away.

In our first book, we learn, and yes, this is a minor spoiler, but Percy's mother is with a man who smells, like, worse than a sewage plant. The purpose was to block Percy's odor as long as possible. So, it can be done, but only for so long. And the odor must be very potent for it to work, for Percy, it didn't exactly. He was found at a very young age. This is because he's a child of one of the big three, Poseidon, Zeus, and Hades. Their children give off the most potent scent, with Zeus's children giving off the most potent scent of them all. All the other twelve Olympians' children still give off a very potent scent, but not on the same level that the three most superior give off. And gods below that, minor gods, give off an even less potent scent.

Essentially, on the grand scale of things here, Mack would be the most likely to be detected, with Sam and Stayne not far behind. Everyone else on the playing field is even, with a similar high odds of being detected in daily life without precautions or care. The one exception is Nadine, with her scent being the weakest of the seven, due to her lineage of a minor god. Nadine would have the highest chance of living a normal life without being detected if they all were put to that task.

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 24, 2014 2:43 pm 

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Yoooo, getting to work on my character right this instant frick yisss. So I'm reserving this spot for him. Oh, jubilation!



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Name: Finn Redfield
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Alignment: Neutral Good
Godly Lineage: Hermes(50%)

Appearance
Finn is 180 cm (5'9")tall and weighs about 70 kgs(155 lbs). Finn is bi-racial, having been born to a black (Swedish)immigrant and Hermes. He has very dark, curly hair, full lips, and large, deep brown eyes with a mischievious glint in them. He has a pointed nose and a lopsided smile - when he does smile. His default expression is fairly neutral.

Finn likes to dress in dark clothes, often black skinny jeans and a dark gray and green striped zip-up hoodie over t-shirts with various sarcastic sayings on them.

Personality:
Finn is a big fan of impressionist art, frogs, lasagna and crime novels. He often has a book somewhere nearby, since it makes him feel comfortable. He dislikes impatience, bragging, and pork. Finn has a dead-pan sense of humor and a logical and simple approach to things. He is a people-watcher, and much prefers taking a good, long look at people before even attempting to speak with them.

Powers:
Finn is a very typical child of Hermes. He's athletic, light-fingered(a good thief), and good at alchemy and making potions. Coincidentally, this also means he's a good cook. Finn also has the ability to sense any physical traps and pick locks with his mind.

Since he's spent 4 years at Camp Half-Blood, Finn also has some combat training, though he never really liked it, and always preferred smaller blades, or a bow, which makes it easier for him to move around.

Aside from the demigod business, Finn also understands Swedish, even though he doesn't speak it.

Relic/Gift:
Winged sneakers from Hermes

History:
Finn is the result of a brief, accidental affair between his Swedish immigrant mother, Ronja, and the Greek god Hermes. Ronja did not tell Finn who his father was until he was 13, when he was claimed by Hermes and Ronja sent him to Camp Halfblood. The man who Finn thought was his biological father, Thomas, remains unaware that Finn isn't his child. As does his half-sister, Beatrice.

Despite being in the most active and bustling cabin, Finn has preferred to stick to himself as much as possible during the 4 years at camp. He's a good team player when it's needed, which ensures his moderately good standing with the rest of Cabin 11, but will almost always choose to work alone if the option is there.

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Going to add a few things to give him some of the stuff that you have listed, but here is it right now.

MAKEDNOS, SON OF ZEUS
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Basic Information;
Full Name: Makednos
Nicknames: The Tall one, Favored of the Gods, The Great One. “Mack”
Age: Age Varies depending on the rp. But, he has the robust and fit form of someone in their Mid to late Twenties.
Birth Date: Somewhere around 4th century BC.
Sex: Male
Ethnicity: Greek
Species: Demi-God
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Religion: Prays to his Father, Zeus.
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Place of Birth: Mount Olympus
Occupation: Conqueror of Lands and lover of women


Appearance;
Hair: Dark Brown and somewhat rough to the touch.
Eyes: A rich amber brown that has a tendency to become intense one moment and have small “bolts” of power coursing through them. And then calm and playful the next. They are very much the windows to his inner soul and being.
Build: Athletic and muscular, he embodies the male perfection that many of Ancient Greece idolized. He stands at roughly Five Feet, eight inches in height and weighs about 203lbs; all of which is pure muscle.
Clothing&Style: During the time of his youth, he generally wore little to nothing, save for the occasional toga and some armor when he would enter into battle. His hair has always been kept short and seems to just stick up on its own. When it comes to facial hair he shaves everything, save for a thin lined beard that runs just along his jaw line. Depending on the time period his clothing will vary, though it focuses mainly on comfort made from fine material.
Relic: A pair of silver cuff-lings that he can use to summon a lightening bolt without the need to generate one himself.

    Olive skin and a smooth complexion, he very much embodies the image of a Greek God. When he walks it is with an air of superiority, because he thinks, feels and knows he is better than everyone else. Due to his volatile nature, his eyes often reflect his mood. Going from cold as ice, a burning storm, to cool and collected. Even when angered there is a smile on his face, though it shifts from one of those happy smiles. It is dark, twisted and immensely unsettling to those it is directed.

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Personality;
Likes:
    -Women: Much like his father, Mack enjoys the company of women. Often he is found to be bedding, one, two or even three at a time. The children that sometimes come from such couplings he does make it a point to keep an eye on though he does not really form any kind of bond with them.
    -Alcohol: He may love to drink nearly as much as he loves women. From fine wine, to moonshine it does not matter to him as long as he can get himself a drink.
    -Eating: Perhaps it is the fact that he does not gain any weight, but Mack loves to eat and does so often; usually a variety of game meats that he hunts himself.
    -Hunting: Due to his love of eating mostly meat, he has taken up a passion for hunting. He enjoys the challenge and despite the advancements through time he continues to use a long bow or spear when he hunts.
    -Combat: Fighting is in his blood. Long ago he captured an entire nation and named it for himself, did the same for his two favored sons. He loves the smell of blood, the taste of pain and the sound of agony at his own hands.
Dislikes:
    -Peace: He hates it when people try to just ignore what is bothering them to live in nothing but peace. War and chaos are the life blood of the world.
    -Sobriety: Everyone should be drinking and those who don’t are boring to him.
    -Non-Violence: There is no highroad to take. Instead, people should settle their disputes with their fists and not words. Words are for the weak of mind as well as body.
    -Conservative: The world is meant to be enjoyed to the fullest. To him there is no point to being conservative when you can go above and beyond what is normal.
    -Clothes: Long ago, he settled with the understanding that he had to wear clothing. If it were up to him he would go back to the Golden age when clothing was optional and not necessary.

Strengths:
    -Immortality: This is only in regards to his age. He does not age physically and he will not die from age, but he can indeed be slain. While he does benefit from extreme stamina and accelerated healing, he can be hurt and does bleed.
    -Lightning Bolt: A gift from his father, he can call forth lightning from the sky and hurl it at his foes. Because of his affinity with lightning he is also immune to electrical attacks and can be used as a conduit for electrical current.
    -Ride the Lightening: With practice he has been able to learn how to "ride" lightening which enables him to traverse huge expanses of distance in the blink of an eye.
    -Stamina: He does not tire easily and can go for days without food or sleep, should the need be there.
    -Strength: Strength that rivals any man, he can lift truck and throw a truck without issue and can even just lift the front of a small semi-truck; at least in terms of freeing another from beneath it.
    -Shapeshifting: Like his father Mack can take on the shape of an animal of his choosing. These animals are not spectacular in any way, but tend be or an odd color.
Weaknesses:
    -Physical Harm: He can and does get hurt. There is no need for some enchanted weapon or item to use in order to hurt or kill him.
    -Water: Due to the power that seems to course through his veins, water can be lethal to him if he tries to use his gifts whenever near water. This being the case he has never learned to swim. What little defense he might have from the substance is due to whatever passed from his mother to himself.
    -Pride: He would sooner die rather than allow his pride to be tarnished. This will often make him act retackles and fool hardy.
    -Vanity: There are times where he spends more time on his looks than anything productive.
Habits:
    -Often he will check himself in a mirror just to make sure he looks as perfect as he actually is.
    -Whenever he speaks it is often in an air of superiority; overly confidence and often in a condescending tone.
Quirks: He has the habit of cracking his knuckles and neck when he is agitated. This is often followed by his tongue running along the inside of his lip.
Dreams: All Mack wants is to continue having fun and enjoying the gifts that have been granted to him due to his parentage.
Fears: Being normal and losing his Godly gifts.

    In a word butthole could be used to describe Mack and he would not even care if he were to be addressed as such to his face. What he is, is a confident man who knows what he wants and feels he has the power to take it. He goes out with this in mind and will never back down from a fight, perhaps he even goes out to look for them when he is bored. Women to him are interchangeable because there are none in the world he feels really deserve his undivided attention. Instead he goes from woman to woman, granting them pleasure and blessing them with not only the gift of being with him, but also the gift of being the possible mother to his offspring.


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History;
Parents' Marriage Status:Separated
Mother: Thyia[living]
Father: Zeus [living]
Sibling: Full List of Siblings
Sibling: Magnes-Brother [living]
Relevant Family Member: Artemis-Older Sibling-[living]
Relevant Family Member: Apollo-Older Sibling-[living]
Spouse/ Significant Other: Subject to change through RP
Children: Several bastard children he has sired throughout his long life.

    From the moment of his birth, Mack knew he was something special. Even if an infant should not know such things, he was born to a less deity mother and the father of all Gods, Zeus. Suffice to say he was not a typical child. Early on he showed potential in the art of war and combat. Violence was his bread and butter, which he dined on often especially when he was conquering lands and founding his own kingdom. From there his path and origins will vary because he himself is timeless, ageless and blessed with a long life to do just about anything that he wanted.

    For a brief moment in time he was spotted helping the Germans in their quest for world domination. Often spotted at the right hand of Hitler, who found the Demi-God and his antics amusing, but also longed for the same power he possessed. Rumor has it that he was the true cause of Hitler’s death, following a failed attempt to harvest blood and tissue samples from Mack. It was a violation of trust and friendship that Mack refused to stand by and as such arranged for the leader to meet his end at the hands of his enemies.

    After that he spent some time in the jungles of Vietnam. Killing without really direction and without a side, though he did fancy the Americans, which is why when the war ended he made his home there. It was easy to just live there, to find women there. The whole country was nothing but one large Greek orgy party, so he felt more than at home there.


Note: His History is subject to change and expansion due to his natural longevity.

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Is so very domed if I have todo something like that ^^^ xD

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Nah you don't. I made Mack a bit ago and have been waiting for Met to start this so that I could play him.

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And added the final touches he should be good to go now.

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I have a son of Hades who deserves a comeback.

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Alrighty then, Niz, consider your spot for child of Hades reserved.

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Name: Clementine
Nickname: Clem ; Gorgeous
Age: 22 years old ; Born July 8
Gender: Female
Godly Lineage: Aphrodite
Sexuality: Pansexual
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Hair
: Brown ; Naturally Curly ; Silky texture ; Long
Eyes: Amber eyes. Light, honey golden color in the light and a dark amber when in darker areas. Her eyes seem to give off a feel of burning when angry or up to no good.
Build: Curvy ; 5' 6"
Clothing Style: Most of the time you'll either catch her in a dress or a skirt. In the winter she likes to dress up in sweaters and pants with hats and scarves to keep her warm. Most of her clothes color schemes include natural or soft colors.
Extra: Freckles adorn her face and body. Ears are pierced. Lush lips with natural lip liner that are more prominent when she eats/drinks. There is a slight indication of her cheek bones. Tends to not use much makeup. High metabolism.
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Likes
:
-Clothes
-Shopping
-Beaches
-Bonfires
-Driving/going on road trips
-Drama
-Showers
-Fall
-Dancing
Dislikes:
-Getting dirty unless she realllly has to, other than that she tries her best to avoid it.
-Her hair messing up
-Chipping nails
-Having to exercise
-Unnecessary violence
Strengths:
-Using her good looks to her advantage
-Influential/Manipulative
-Confidence
Weaknesses:
-Vanity
-Has a terrible temper like her mother
Habits:
-Twirling her hair with her fingers
-Getting in the middle of peoples business
-Rolling her eyes

She is very conscious about how she acts and looks around others. She has a bad tendency to get into the middle of peoples business and likes to have the must know for any juicy bits for later use of gossiping; probably not the best person to be telling anything you want to be kept private. Despite her vanity she isn't one to diss on other people appearances on purpose or make intentional mean remakes unless she has a personal dislike for the person. Definitely has a love for sex, but she can not see herself in a any committed relationship (or at least in any that she can find herself faithful in). Like her mother, she has a temper on her. She let's it get in the way of things and likes to get back whether it's is two seconds from now of two years. She knows how to hold a grudge.

Powers
-Potent sexual attractiveness

Relic/Gift: Her mothers Girdle, a decorated belt, which has magical powers to compel love.

History: [[TBA]]

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Name: Stayne Almist
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Godly Lineage: Hades, Lord of the Dead
Sexuality: Bisexual

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Stayne stands at five foot, eleven inches, and is moderately muscular and toned in build. His short hair, thorns soaked crimson jutting in several directions. His slanted eyes, burning red with passion. Though noted with handsome, and sometimes scary in the face, both of the parents’ genes might have had a debate. His canines are sharper than average, appearing more like more small fangs. He has an oval shaped face and a straight jawbone.
In terms of clothing, if he actually enjoyed wearing clothes all that much, he prefers slightly refined and casual, without the over exaggerated looks or excessively high prices. His favored of colors are black and red. He prefers shirts without sleeves or shirts with dark and crazy designs or quotes in black or red. Along with that, he also likes waistcoats, loose pants and jeans and in terms, he prefer leather shoes or steel toe boots.

Personality
Likes:
-The color Red
-Exercise
-Pursuing his prey
-Prey that put up a fight
-Finding the perfect prey
-Fun Opponents
-Trying new things & surprises
Dislikes:
-Easy Opponents
-Easy Fights
-Prey that give up
-Easily getting what he wants
-Arrogance
-Mindless greed
-Being ordered about
-Being called a coward
-Doing nothing
Habits:
-Teasing his prey (Especially the freshly captured)
-Running his hand through his hair
-Licking his lips when he is having fun

Charismatic to a fault, Stayne is a confident man with a persistent attitude. The type that when he sees what he wants, he is the first thing smoking to claim it. His desires very around how hard he worked to gain it. When something was too easy to gain, Stayne won’t treasure it so much. When something was tough to gain, he will cherish it more. Although he is very young, he hates being spoken to or treated like he is a child. He is blatantly flippant, habitually mouthing off to anyone and anything, especially elders and higher powers. He is not one to back down from a fight. In fact, he welcomes a challenge, and will search for those who provide a challenge, despite that he knows he’ll one day to come to kill them.

Powers
Despite only knowing the powers of death, Hades has quite a bit to offer to his progeny… Should they arise to accept such grim might? In several cases, his children attain the power of destroying and manipulating the undead, summoned from the Underworld to play with the living as well as being as to see the auras of the living. More often than not, children of Hades are capable of wielding darkness, dark flames or the earth itself.
Stayne bears the gift of darkness, necromancy and earth, an uncommon mix in the Hades cabin. Able to weave shadows and command the earth as well as the dead, Stayne has spared no expense to try out these powers and practices every day. Of course, he does call the dead on occasion to aid the workload around the camp.

Relic/Gift:
Skull Necklace: A scary looking necklace with a red skull hanging around Stayne’s neck. The skull was crafted from a part of Hades’ Helm of Darkness, passing a small portion of its powers. As long as Stayne is wearing it, he can make himself into a shadow, unable to be seen or heard.

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History:
Parents' Marriage Status: Separated
Mother: Evangeline Almist (Alive)
Father: Hades, Lord of the Underworld (Alive)
Sibling: Ramioth (Elder Brother, Status Unknown)
Sibling: Vallota Almist (Twin Sister, Alive)
Spouse/Significant Other: There are options, but nothing is official.
Hey there, the name's Stayne. I used in Florida. Beautiful skies. Warm weather. Lovely people, too. My father, or rather Hades... He showed me the underworld for a year once I was born, but soon put me in my mother's care after half a year. He had to look after the dead, and the monsters hanging in the Underworld. My mother told me many stories about my her time with my dad, and managed to spend time with as well as keep a roof on our heads... Of course, an uncle, who just had to be a priest... And a devoted one at that... Was not really of much help to my mother or myself...

While my mother was often willing to me make myself in what way I saw fit... My uncle played "Voice of God" and basically told me most, if not all I am doing is wrong and I need to devote myself to God! Calling my father a scion of the Devil... All this other crap I just don't wanna talk about. I loved my uncle dearly... But I soon felt this itch in my stomach... An itch that made feel that didn't make me feel right... One day, now I was 14, as he was trying to get my mother to try and get me to "embrace God"... I just had enough of his bull****... I took his bible and lit it on fire and I threw it at him. I watched the flames wrap around him... But I didn't stop there... But I can't tell the rest of that to anyone... For free.

After that, things got crazy... For starters, I was being chased by hooded monsters with blades. And these chases took off day in and day out... In a week, my mom said enough... She had to get me outta town. With monsters on her tail... She sent me to an old friend of hers in Las Vegas... Who surprisingly brought me here to Camp Half-Blood... And for two years... I've been here... Ironically, messing with the forbidden powers of Death itself.

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Name: Nadine Ellis
Nickname: None
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Alignment: Undecided
Godly Lineage: Hecate

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Height: 4’9”
Weight: 90 lbs
Hair Color: Red-Orange
Eye Color: Green
Skin tone: Pale
Hairstyle: Normally free falling, it reaches mid-back.
Distinguishing features: small scars along her arms and neck.
Clothing Preferences: Soft, comfortable clothes that aren’t restrictive. She prefers not wearing plain white clothing. She can wear short clothes but is usually self conscious in them. She’s indifferent towards footwear.

Personality

A walking doormat who tends to wander off. She’s a compassionate soul who’s still trying to figure life out.

Abilities

  • Prophetic Vision (Passive) :: The ability to see in the future. Unfortunately, Nadine has no control over this ability.
  • Fardistance Viewing (Passive) :: The ability to see what’s happening in other parts of the world and realms. Unfortunately, Nadine has no control over this ability.
  • Mistform Summoning (Active) :: whatever this means in canon.. (aka I have no idea.. also subject to change)

Note: Please note that these abilities are subject to change/expand as the RP progresses, depending on developments.




[[September 10, 2008]]

“Deena? Deena?” It was the fifth time she’d repeated the girl’s name and there was still no response. The redheaded girl sat quietly on the couch, eyes staring blankly at the wall. Dr. Yamada glanced at the wall but, like the other four times, there was nothing there. It was the same creamy white it’d been since the beginning of the session. Unfortunately, her car had decided to blow a flat tire today and she’d barely gotten a spare on in time to arrive just ten minutes late. Despite her oft-repeated instructions, the staff had placed the patient in her office before she’d arrived. She liked to use the introduction and the walk to her office as a way to know her patient better. She’d also long-ago realized that the physical activity of walking tended to wake patients from their stupors (if they were prone to do so). Otherwise, she was stuck in this current scenario, futilely trying to get her patient to respond to her. With a sigh, the psychiatrist looked down at the case paper in front of her.

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INTAKE FORM

FIRST NAME: Nadine
LAST NAME: Ellis
ADDRESS: 917 Capalano Drive, Lynne, New York 19377
DATE OF BIRTH (AGE) : May 13, 2000 (8)
SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER: 547-59-1133
SEX: [ ] MALE [X] FEMALE
OCCUPATION: N/A
EMERGENCY CONTACT
NAME: Carol Ellis
ADDRESS: 917 Capalano Drive, Lynne, New York 19377
PHONE NUMBER: 714-849-2200
RELATIONSHIP TO PATIENT: Grandmother

HAIR COLOR: Red
EYE COLOR: Green
BLOOD TYPE: BO
HEIGHT: 3 feet 9 inches
WEIGHT: 57 lbs
ALLERGIES: None
REASON FOR INTAKE: Potential Psychosis leading to violent outbursts, potential self mutilation
DATE OF ADMISSION: September 8, 2008
NOTES FROM INTAKE STAFF: Patient was dropped off by her grandmother (emergency contact: Carol Ellis) and police officers John Ricketts and Sanders Lawrence at 4 pm on September 8, 2008. Patient was screaming and being restrained by police officer Sanders, attempting to bite herself when not yelling. All attempts to calm her failed and eventually staff used tranquilizers to sedate her. At that time, all wounds were treated, mostly scratches, blunt force trauma, and bites. Wounds appear to be self inflicted given their location and severity.

Grandmother explained that her son (Father: Mitch Ellis, Decreased) died a year and a half ago, leaving her with custody of her granddaughter. Throughout this entire time, the patient has suffered these psychotic breaks. Originally, grandmother believed it was just a hyperactive imagination. However, they have increased in frequency and intensity to the point that grandmother does not believe she can provide a safe place for her granddaughter. Grandmother first became aware of the self-inflicted injuries three months ago. She attempted to stop this first by reprimanding the patient and then by covering patient’s hands with gloves. At that time, patient began biting herself and deliberately running into objects (last month). Grandmother had already contacted Glen Hopes to discuss treatment options and was discussing psychologist services when this incident occurred. Severity was so strong that grandmother had to call the police to help subdue patient and bring her in.

Patient historically varies between three ‘states’ according to grandmother: psychotic breaks (in which she claims to see monsters and attempts to injure herself), catatonic state (in which she is unresponsive), and normal child states (acts like a normal child). Patient prefers to be called by her nickname “Deena.”

Standard background checks will be performed on grandmother and father to search for potential abuse and/or medical history of mental illness. Mother is unknown.



INITIAL DIAGNOSIS

PSYCHOLOGIST/PSYCHIATRIST (please circle appropriate):
Dr. Jessica Yamada (# 20945)
DATE OF EXAMINATION: September 10, 2008
DIAGNOSIS:




Her frown grew as she read through the data it contained: only eight years old and already admitted. However, it was smart of the grandmother to have sought professional help, especially if Deena was injuring herself. This must be one of the catatonic states the grandmother had mentioned: was there any way to break the girl out of it?

“Deena?” She tried again, to no avail. Dr. Yamada resigned herself to physically waking her patient and reached a hand out. There was no response. She shook the shoulder lightly and it provoked a reaction. Deena spun in her direction and jerked away. Terrified green eyes stared at her in incomprehension and the Japanese woman forced a reassuring smile to her face. “Hello, Deena. My name is Dr. Yamada.” She waited for a return greeting but the girl only stared at her. Her hand subconsciously scrawled two new observations on her notepad: Check for abuse? Mental development issues? “I’m a psychiatrist. I hear you have a very vivid imagination?” Green eyes immediately dropped away from her as if ashamed and Deena mumbled something incomprehensible. “I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

The girl reluctantly glanced upwards, a mix of hope and wariness evident in her demeanor. “Not my imagination.” She looked back down as if expecting to be chastised.

“Well, perhaps you can tell me about them?” Dr. Yamada offered in a supportive tone. It was more important to figure out what was affecting Deena than quibble over whether or not it was her imagination. Treatment could only come after diagnosis after all. She noted that Deena was fiddling with the gloves on her hands, probably a sign of nervousness. She subconsciously wrote down her observation even as she focused on the girl’s words.

“They’re..” The young face contorted into an unhappy look, “scary. They don’t like me very much. They keep saying they’ll eat me once they find me.. Or kidnap me or..” Deena glanced away as she trailed off. Was that a sign of unease or was she trying to make something up? “And sometimes they reach out and..” One hand left her lap to push back at her sleeve, revealing a bruise. It was thin but about an inch or two in length. After a moment, the girl let the sleeve fall back into place, hiding the discoloration from sight. “They’re scary.” She repeated petulantly as she avoided eye contact.

While Jessica had to admit that the wound did look oddly long for something Deena could have inflicted on herself, Deena hadn’t otherwise described anything unusual. There was nothing that would lead her to think the young girl was mentally ill as opposed to just being very creative. “Could you describe what one of them looks like to me?”

Deena looked up at her but nodded reluctantly. “One of them looks like a bird-woman…”
~~~

“Well, it was nice to talk with you, Deena.” Dr. Yamada smiled at the redheaded girl. Deena had slowly opened up throughout the conversation. Sometimes it was hard to believe the girl was really a patient: she seemed just like a normal eight year old with an imaginative mind. However, the gloves and bandages were constant reminders: was she really ‘normal’? Or was she psychotic like her grandmother claimed? Were those wounds truly self inflicted or had she been driven by some other force? Some of the reactions suggested everything might not be as innocent at home as the intake notes believed. “I’ll see you again in two days, okay?” Deena nodded her head and chirped an “okay!” before pausing. Her gaze drifted away from Dr. Yamada’s face as if seeing something behind the woman. It was a habit the Japanese woman had noted through their conversation. Deena would randomly go quiet as she stared at some faraway distance. Every time Jessica had turned though, she hadn’t seen anything unusual. Eventually, Deena seemed to return to the present, the green gaze focusing on her once more.

“Uh..” Deena began with surprising hesitance (given how long they’d just chatted), “Be careful of water on your drive back.”

The confusion that had been on her face smoothed out into a smile. “Of course, Deena. Thank you.” With one more wave, Dr. Yamada headed down the hallway to the administrative offices. Her conversation with Deena had taken longer than she’d expected. It was already five o’clock and time to head home. She scanned a copy of her notes and attached them to Deena’s Intake Form, dropping both into the file cabinet. Tonight she’d mull over her conversation with Deena and write up an initial diagnosis. She said her good-byes to the other staff and then headed to her car. The ground was damp and her car covered in water droplets. She wiped down her side-view mirror and then entered the car, flicking on the wipers to clear off the windshield. Had Deena known it was raining? Maybe she had heard the weather today. That was so sweet the redhead was worried about her.

She pulled out of the parking lot and headed onto the highway. Maybe she’d stop at Costco for a quick dinner today. She was trying to be healthier, but she was really craving pizza. She could pick up a Caesar salad for tomorrow while she was there. That counted as being healthy, right? Her car suddenly slid from under her and Jessica slammed the brakes. There was the ominous sound of her wheels spinning but gaining no traction. She was headed straight for the guardrail. She yanked on the steering wheel and the last thing she remembered was a jarring jolt before everything went black.



[[January 2011]]

“Welcome to Wools Mental Hospital, Brian! I’m Tanya; you’ll be working with me while you’re here. We’re in Ward Three. Your job will mostly be helping fulfill the prescriptions, checking on the patients, tidying up the place.. That kind of stuff. You’ll be allowed to sit in on some of the group sessions, but just remember that everything here is con-fi-den-tial!” Tanya rolled her eyes at the newcomer. “Since they’re all mentally messed up, technically everything they say or do is considered confidential. But my god, they do some crazy—”

“LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!” Both nurses stopped at the sudden scream. There was a banging before the screams continued, punctuated by occasional slams. Tanya sighed in irritation even as she pulled out a cell phone. “Sorry, some of them, a little..” She twirled a finger by her temple. “Then again, this is a crazy ward.. Hey, security? Yeah… Patient 409 is causing a ruckus again.” The senior giggled at whatever response security gave before replying, “Yeah.. better lock her up again before she breaks something again.” She paused for a response before huffing, “Okay, fine! I’ll get a jacket. God, you could just grab one on your way here. It’s not like there’s any rush… Everyone know she’s always hitting herself, just let her pound on the—ugh, fine. Sure. Sure.” With her free hand, Tanya beckoned Brian to follow her as she starting walking. “Oh, did you hear that Shelly might be preggos? Yeah, I know, hard to tell with all the weight she already has..”

Brian followed Tanya mutely, disbelief evident on his face. There was.. one of the patients was.. and she didn’t even seem to care? The older nurse was still chatting on her phone, now laughing uproariously at whatever Security had said. He looked in the direction of the screaming, which was getting louder, in clear unease. They stopped by an unmarked door that opened to reveal supplies. “Alright. See you soon!” Tanya pocketed her phone and then reached in to pull out a mass of white cloth. It was only when they reached the screaming patient’s room did Brian realize it was a straitjacket.

“I thought.. those weren’t used anymore?” He asked faintly. Why was the jacket so small?

“With that banging? If we put her in her cuffs, she’ll wrench her wrists and ankles out. Again.” Tanya fished out her phone once more and opened up Candy Crush. The squeaky “Delicious!” and “Great!” encouragement from her phone contrasted with the shouting from the door across from them. At a loss on what to do, Brian picked up the file for the patient whose room they were loitering by.

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PATIENT DATA

NAME: Nadine
DATE OF BIRTH: May 13, 2000
SEX: [ ] MALE [X] FEMALE
BLOOD TYPE: AB
HEIGHT: 4 feet 2 inches
WEIGHT: 70 lbs
ALLERGIES: None
MEDICATION: Tiothixene, Valium
MENTAL ILLNESSES: Psychosis, Violent outbursts, Self mutilation
HISTORY: September 8, 2008: Patient admitted to Glen Hopes Psychiatric Institute.
September 14, 2008: Initial diagnosis performed by Dr. Myles. Strongly suspected as having psychosis. Recommended admittance as permanent resident. Re-evaluate in three months.
December 17, 2008: Patient appears to have become more delirious despite care. Re-evaluate in three months.
January 3, 2009: Patient attacked one of the new nurses. Nurse sent to hospital to treat injuries. Recommended higher security on patient.
January 5, 2009: Patient attacked security guard. Security guard sent to hospital for broken arm.
January 10, 2009: Patient experiencing high levels of psychosis. Begin Chlorpromazine prescription (Approved: Dr. Myles)
February 1, 2009: Patient not responding to Chlorpromazine. Switch to Nosinan (Approved: Dr. Myles)
August 20, 2009: Patient upgraded to Perphenazine (Approved: Dr. Petia)
September 13, 2009: Glen Hopes destroyed by tornado. Patient transferred to Wools Mental Hospital. Dr. Ignas Hardy (ID # 69779) assigned as new psychiatrist.
October --


Flipping through the sheets, Brian felt sorry for the poor lady. It seemed as if she had a terrible case of psychosis to the point she only functioned as either catatonic or violent. It also looked like none of the treatment was working, to have gone from Chlorpromazine to Nosinan and now to Tiothixene in just two-three years. The sound of low talking caught his attention and he looked up to see two security guards stroll into view. The two men came to a stop by Tanya and the three chatted amicably, seemingly unaware of the shouting coming from the room right next to them. Eventually, Brian had to cut in, “Excuse me? The patient is still..” he tried to think of a better word than shouting. If she was just crying out, it’s not like they necessarily could do anything to treat her. There was a loud bang as the wall next to them shuddered. “Uh, yeah, she might be injured?”

None of the other three Wools employees looked impressed. If anything, they seemed more exasperated than anything. The younger security guard heaved a sigh and withdrew his taser. “God, I hope she stays down this time.” He grumbled as he pointed the weapon at the door.

“Tell me about it, I don’t think my gut can handle another punch.” The other officer agreed, unlocking the door with a key. He looked more like a man busting into a criminal’s den than a mental ward employee. “Anyone ever figure out why she’s so freakishly strong anyways?”

“All those voices in her head must make her immune to the pain or something.” The first security guard joked, creeping closer to the door. “Alright, open it on: One, two,--”

The door slammed open and the patient halted at the sudden sound. Crazed green eyes stared in their direction even as the guard shot the taser. The redhead screamed at the current of electricity and flailed. Somehow the prongs fell aside and then she was running at them. “LET ME—” She screamed again and then crumpled to the ground, twitching as electricity ran through her. This time, however, she remained paralyzed.

“Quickly! Before it runs out.” Brian shook himself from his shocked stupor at Tanya’s words, blindly accepting the straitjacket shoved in his hands. The three men advanced on the patient, wary as if she was a crazed beast waiting to lash out. Brian didn’t quite understand what was going on but followed the others’ lead. My god, she was so tiny! He doubted she’d even come to his chest! But she didn’t look like a dwarf either. They’d gotten both arms into the sleeves and were zipping up the back when the patient unexpectedly struck out. One hand slammed into the security guard’s chest, knocking the older man backwards. The younger guard retaliated by striking the tiny woman and in the moment of dizziness, locked the hands in place. He roughly zipped up the back and then finished tying the sleeves. “Little menace,” he muttered as he hauled the patient onto her bed. Panicked green eyes begged him not to go but he walked away without a backwards glance. Brian looked uncertainly between the terrified patient and the now leaving employees. Should he stay? Should he go with them? He was just an intern so they would know better than him, but somehow this didn’t seem quite right. He wavered for a moment more and then with an apologetic look at the redhead, darted out the door after his colleagues, scooping up her file (why had he brought it in with him anyways?) on the way out. She was a grown up, she could look after herself. He dropped the file in its holder, instinctively scanning it to make sure it was the right chart.

NAME: Nadine
DATE OF BIRTH: May 13, 2000


He had just turned to follow his colleagues when he paused.

DATE OF BIRTH: May 13, 2000

2000

The conversation of the other employees drifted past his ears
“Tanya, stop feeding her so many wheaties!”
“I don’t feed her anything special! God, I’d feed her less if I could.”
but he was too horrified to move. The screaming. Tonya’s nonchalant attitude. The small straitjacket. The tasers. The backhand strike. Those terrified green eyes staring up at him. She was only eleven?


[[June 2013]]

Nadine?

Nadine! Nadine!

This is mommy! This is mommy!

Nadine, answer me! ..swer me!..me!

Nadine..
Where are you?!
Where are you?!

Where are you?!


Patient 203 flinches, her head jerking a fraction to the left before stilling. A machine beeps at the sudden spike in heart rate. Another hisses as it dispenses another 1 milligram of Lunesta. The patient relaxes, previously furrowed eyebrows smoothing out as the drug takes effect. It’s another day at the Schatz Institute for Psychiatric Treatment.


[[July 2013]]

Time. It’s a relative thing. What is a brief moment of joy can be a year of suffering for someone else. Really, it depends on perspective. For a young man, a year can drag on forever; for an old man, a year flies by. Imagine what it must be like for an Olympian. After over three thousand years alive, a year is like the blink of an eye. Without conscious thought, decades have rushed past before a god or goddess can even realize it.

Unfortunately, knowing that doesn’t solve her current problem. Alise was currently burying her face in her hands as if they held the answer to her problems. Finally, she peeked up through her fingers to look at the black-haired woman across the room from her. The woman was shrouded in a dark robe though it did little to hide the natural dignity she exuded. Her arms were crossed defensively over her chest though a light smattering of pink was still visible on her cheeks, a clear sign of her embarrassment.

“Heccaatteeeee! What do you mean you lost your daughter?!” The satyress finally burst out, her hands dropping from her face from the force of her disbelief. “You’re the goddess of the crossroads! You freaking found Persophene when Hades absconded with her. Shouldn’t this stuff be natural for you? How can you not find your own daughter?!”

“Silence, Alise!” Vivid green eyes, which had been stubbornly avoiding her gaze earlier, now swung towards the satyress to pin her in place. Color rose on the goddess’s pale face in reflection of her current temper. Hecate did not appreciate being scolded. After a moment or two of high dudgeon, the goddess lost her angered look, deflating into a more weary presence. “It.. I don’t know why I can’t find her! I left her with her father and then there was that mess with Lamia and then Demeter was kicking up a fuss and then..” She too threw her hands up in the air, clearly at a loss. She hadn’t meant to lose sight of Nadine! She had left her daughter in Mitch’s protective care and now the latter was dead and the former missing! “Alise. Just.. just help me find her, okay?”

Alise sighed in resignation. This was like finding a needle in a haystack. Or in several haystacks. Find the missing daughter that even the goddess of the crossroads couldn’t find. Great. But—“Alright. I’ll ask around and start looking,”—there was no way she could refuse. Hecate had helped her in the past and she owed the goddess. “You know I can’t promise anything, right?” She added cautiously; she didn’t want to give the goddess false hope. The only thing worse than owing a deity a favor was **** off a deity: they could hold grudges for a really long time. (And though Hecate wasn’t one of the pantheon, she had been honored by the major three, all the more reason not to anger her.)

Silence stretched between them before the goddess finally said wearily, “Just try your best. I will keep looking as well.” With those words, Hecate picked up her torches and then vanished.

Alise looked at the place Hecate used to stand and then dropped her head back into her hands. Oh Pan, what had she just gotten herself into?


[[December 2013]]

“Ah-choo!” Alise rubbed at her reddening nose, feeling another sneeze threatening to emerge. She looked up at the sky: gray clouds dominated the heavens, sprinkling snow down like confetti. Khione must be happy to be let out to play. With a fond smile at the memory of the nymph, Alise turned her attention back to the building in front of her. “Schatz Institute for Psychiatric Treatment” proclaimed the engraved sign by the entrance.

It had taken a long time to find Hecate’s daughter. The girl had been shipped all over the East Coast after every hospital or mental facility she’d stayed at suffered some form of destruction: fires, freak earthquakes, tornadoes. It made the already secretive paperwork--meant to protect patient confidentiality--even harder to follow when half the records were missing almost every few years. The increasingly medicine-intensive regimen the girl was subjected to also didn’t help matters. She spent most of the day asleep, seemingly dead to the world. However, Alise had been able to arrange the schedule so that she was Nadine’s nurse this week. She’d removed the medication from the IVs last night so the girl should be awake today. Alise hoped that meant she’d also be lucid.

The satyress rearranged her ankle-length skirt, checking that none of her fur was sticking out, and then walked into the building. Today, if all went well, Camp Half Blood would gain another camper.


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Art: All art is from the talented Yuumei from DeviantArt, used without her permission or knowledge. You should check out her work! She’s currently working on an amazing webcomic called
Fisheye Placebo | +
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Living under an authoritarian regime is not fun. Extensive censorship meant no Facebook, no Youtube, and no porn.

Fortunately for Vance, being a hacker makes scaling the Great Firewall a walk in the park. With the free web at his fingertips, Vance should be happy but he’s not. Maybe there’s something missing in his life that porn just cannot replace.

Maybe it’s a girlfriend.

So it’s not weird at all to hack into the university to assign himself a hot female roommate, right? That’s just taking fate into your own hands, or something along those lines, right?

Too bad fate had other plans in mind and Vance is dragged into a crazy conspiracy to overthrow the government by his most-definitely-not-female roommate.

College is meant to be exciting, but not this exciting. Between failed dates, failed grades, and maybe not quite failed hacks, Vance will slowly come to question the morality of his actions and the true price of freedom.

Is this what democracy looks like?


Link: Fisheye Placebo Intro
Though Nadine’s concept art and image is from Fisheye Placebo, she won’t be mirroring Robin beyond any general inspiration I get from the comic (because it is astonishingly touching/thought provoking/awesome).

Abilities: They're still being tweaked (mostly the active) as I'm not 100% sure what mistform summoning exactly is, so if someone would like to explain, I'd really appreciate it! I'm trying to decide between Mistform Summoning and Mystiokinesis (which sounds like plain ol spell casting..).

Age/Dates Subject to change depending on what month in the year this RP is starting.. either 14 or 15 though!

I look forward to RPing with everyone!

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WAR.
i'll wage war. i hate war. they say fight for peace but what is that?

i turn from the mirror, that desperate plea! i refuse and can't believe those eyes belong to me!


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Alrighty guys.

Finally got around to making my character.

I'll have the actual thread up pretty soon. Either tonight or tomorrow, most likely.

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I can't wait to see him or her. Although I'm starting to school, I will try not to fall too far behind in this.

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Oh, he's edited to be on the first post.

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Clever clever. I l can't wait to see what budding god you've spawned.

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I'm almost done! I'm sorry I have taken so long >.< so much stuff pops up with me

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Name: Sam Hunt
Age: 16
Gender: female
Alignment:
Godly Lineage: Poseidon 50%

Appearance
Sam is 5'10 tall and 100lbs, Sam has a light skin color. Never really having a tan since she doesn't really can for one, so she is usually pale. Sam has long black hair, down to the middle of her back, sea green eyes, a small pointed nose. Her smile is usually a small shy one

Sam wears baggy jeans, flannels, a lot of band shirts, most of the bands were playing long before she was born. Like AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath. She has one or two dresses she wears for splice events.

Personality
Likes
-longboarding
-talking to the horses and Pegasus around the camp
-the war games
-climbing
-swimming
Dislikes
- having to dress up
- many of the kids from the Aphrodite cabin




Powers
- cant drown
-can make air bubbles under water
- water helps heal her
- can talk to any kinda horse
-cant get wet if she doesn't want to

Relic/Gift: a small flip phone that when opens turn into a large shield

History: Sam use to live in California, she didn't know much about her father. But she did know he loved the sea and such, he had left a month after she was born. That wasn't to bad, her mom raised her well. She never pushed the kinda girly stuff on her as other mothers did, so that's where Sam got to pick her owe clothes. Life was great for till she was about 12, that's when monsters and other things started to go after her and her family. Sam's mother knew she had to get her out of California, so she seat her to her aunts in New York. Who could see through the mist and seat her to camp half-blood at the age of 13, Sam was claimed two weeks after Being at camp. She has been living all year around at camp since then

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Alrighty guys, the IC is up!

Just click here for it!

The first post might not dictate this, but we're gonna come out of the floodgates pretty fast with this one.

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