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Name: Cara Luniee Quiltee
Age: Nineteen
Pack: Demeter
Class: (Social) Average
Class: (Pack Related) Head of House
Faceclaim: Maia Mitchell
Physical Description: (view spoiler)
Traits: Animal Lover, Peaceful Unless Provoked, Loyal, Cautious
History: Born in London, England, Cara lived a normal, dormant life. She had many friends, and lived in a small apartment with her dad. She'd grown up knowing that her mother had abandoned her, and she'd been just fine with it. Her mother's mistakes didn't have to be her own, did they?
That all changed when she was thirteen. Her father, a struggling astronomer and artist, was setting up his telescope to look at the stars when Cara heard the sirens in the wind. By the time she was fourteen, Cara had made it to Wales and found Windstorm.
She was claimed by Demeter a week after entering the camp, and she has lived there since. She was elected Head of House for Demeter and she loves the Demeter cabin. She found her talents in controlling the plant life, and she has found many friends in her pack. She visits her father every few months, but she has to erase his memory of it each time.
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[ RAI maia JAYVOVE | 17 ( month 6 ) · female · heterosexual ]♟ | hecate · average rank
♟ | high social class · mist-user( holland roden )
desc. | burning red locks, hazel green eyes, air of happiness, smooth sunkissed skin, kind little noseTRAITS | swelter'd vemon sleeping outrai is generally quite kind, despite the fact that she very much likes tricking people with her magic. when she first arrived at the camp, of course, she didn't know how to use her power of controlling the mist at all, but now she's quite good at it and is working on using necromancy. she absolutely loves illusions and has found friends in the hecate pack. she's a loving friend and values social skills above her powers.HISTORY | poison'd entrails throwrai, while kind, had a few rough patches in her past. she hates talking about them and prefers to remain in the present. the first rough patch was her stepmom, a nasty woman who hated just about everything but money, especially rai. but her father was kind-hearted and married the woman out of pity, leaving himself in a thick pile of mud. the second rough patch was rai's old friend, chelsy. chelsy betrayed rai and became a cyberbully to her after rai became friends with other people. (previously rai had been a social outcast.) rai now considers having lots of friends a good thing and has forgotten all of her past. (figuratively.)
\ \ . A S H E R N I K K O G R E E N ::
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ɪᴛ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ▬▬▬ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▪ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━∎ [ ᴄʜʀɪs ] Asher has always been a leader. He was in the house of Athena, and now lives in the cabin of the camp director. Asher prefers being called Nico, but in his younger days, he was called Ash. He now mostly away in his cabin, but sometimes he comes out to visit his campers. Asher directs the camp as well as he can, but a lot of people think that a different leader would be better. Asher is, however, a good problem solver and likes making sure the outside would is protected as well as his camp. He sends his top students on quests from time to time but mostly enjoys the peacefulness of the camp. He loves hot chocolate and makes his own cup every morning. His life is pretty uneventful.[ ᴀsʜ // ɴɪᴄᴏ ]
┗ male : bisexual [ 35 ] medium social : director › › › C A M P W I N D S T O R M
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ mᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴏᴜʀ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ▪ | ғᴏʀᴛᴇs › › organization. leadership.∎ [ ᴇᴠᴀɴs ] Born in July, Asher came to Windstorm after his parents divorce. He was quickly claimed by Athena, and growing up he was called Ash. He had many friends and was a bit of a troublemaker, but his favorite thing to do was read. Asher became camp director when he turned twenty, and has directed the camp ever since. He loves Windstorm with all his heart, and welcomes every new member whenever he gets the chance. He sees to it that everything is in shape and just fine. His cabin is open to students in need of counseling.
▪ | ғᴀᴜʟᴛs › › debater. anxiety.
ᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ɪs ɴ ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
template by savannah, with small edits by willa
━━━━━━━ ▪ [ ɢᴀᴇʀᴡᴇɴ ▸ ᴍᴇʀᴇʀɪᴅ ʟᴀʏʙʏᴇ || merrie ] ▪ ━━━━━━━
▸ female ▸ bisexual ▸ nineteen ▸ emily browning ▸ hecate
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( i. ) ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ }
┇ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ⇢ ( elegant )
┇ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ⇢ ( responsible )
┇ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴄʟᴀss ⇢ ( high )
┇ ᴘᴀᴄᴋ ᴄʟᴀss ⇢ ( average )
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
↳ Gaerwen is easily described as an elegant and happy person, but she is still a very responsible woman and always tries to be just and fair for everyone. She likes pleasing everyone but hasn't really ever had a good friend. Gaerwen loves food and especially is fond of French deserts. She likes being called Merrie, after her middle name, Mererid, and also after her trait of merriness. Her favorite colors are green and blue, and in her spare time she draws eyes and cats. When Gaerwen was seven, her eyes changed from hazel to a clear green at the same time she received her message from Windstorm. She has lived here ever since and very much enjoys being a daughter of Hecate. She is powerful and plays with the Mist, though she hasn't been able to use necromancy yet.
( ii. ) ᴘʜʏsɪᴏʟᴏɢʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ }
┇ ᴘᴇᴀᴋ ⇢ ( 5'4 ft )
┇ ᴍᴀss ⇢ ( 114 lbs )
┇ ʜᴀɪʀ ⇢ ( brown )
┇ ᴇʏᴇs ⇢ ( green )
┇ sᴋɪɴ ⇢ ( sunkissed )
┇ (view spoiler)
( iii. ) ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ }
┇ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ ( alive ; fifty )
┇ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ ( godly ; hecate )
┇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ⇢ ( dead ; twelve )
┇ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ⇢ ( dead ; twelve )
Bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ
↳ Gaerwen came to Windstorm at eight years old. When she was six her older siblings, Lucy and Raymond, died of a nasty sickness that caused her father to fall into a depression, which worsened when her stepmother left. At seven she received the riddle from Windstorm and forced her father to come with her to Wales, where he still lives, trying desperately to find his lost daughter, in constant pain. Gaerwen lives in constant hatred of the fact that she abandoned her father, but she can't very well go back so she remains in the camp and volunteers to work in the kitchens. She's not very thrilled to have been picked for Hecate's house, but fits in there pretty well. Her life now is full of magic and practice, as well as drawing; Gaerwen particularly likes drawing with oil pastels and paints. She's experimenting with blending and shading.
( iv. ) ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪsᴛ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ }
┇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ⇢ ( don't say a word, ellie goulding )
┇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ⇢ ( comforting sounds, bridy )
┇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ⇢ ( viva la vida, coldplay )
┇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ⇢ ( comets, fanfarlo )
(view spoiler)━━ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs ━━ ━━ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ━━[ ✕ :: B A E M A G I E E M ]
━━━━ ᴍ ɪ ʟ ʟ ᴀ ᴊ ᴏ ᴠ ᴏ ᴠ ɪ ᴄ ʜ ━━━━
sixteen ;; nove ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ female ;; hetero
‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ A T H E N A ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧ ‧
[ average social class : average ]
━━ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɪss ɪs ᴄᴏsᴍɪᴄ ━━ ━━ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ━━
Bae has always considered herself to be smart and note much of a socializer. Sure, if she happens to socialize, she'd be okay with a conversation, but Bae still prefers to read or come up with schedules or plans. She sometimes helps the Nike house design plans for their challenges, and loves her schedules. Bae also goes by Magie, but only close friends can call her that and she doesn't have very many. Bae also loves the color blue and azalea flowers. Her life passion is math.
Bae was born in Italy but she received her message at eleven. Happy to leave behind a struggling family and her little sister's teasing, Bae left her drunk father and flew out to Wales with his money. She wasn't selected as a daughter of any god or goddess for almost two weeks after her arrival, but was pleased with her selection by Athena. She uses the computers in the Athena cabin for finding math equations to challenge herself, and loves using the library for research.
━━━ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴛʀᴀɴsᴄᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟᴇᴠᴇʟ ━━━
Name: Lucas Benjamin Walker
Age: 18
Pack: Nike
Class: (Social) Low [Because Of Rudeness]
Class: (Pack Related) High
Faceclaim: Lucky Blue Smith
Physical Description: (view spoiler)
Traits: Hot-Headed, Confident, Strategic, Clever
History: Lucas grew up in England as an orphan. His father died in a motorcycle race, and he was the least liked orphan, teased and considered too reckless to think clearly. But revenge at his fellow orphans' bullying was the only thing that kept him from running away. So on Christmas, when the headmaster wasn't paying attention, Luke trapped a kid in a cave and then ran, away and away. When he discovered the riddle, he fled to Windstorm, and he fits in well now with his Nike pack. He doesn't have any special powers, but wishes he could control the Mist like some of the more powerful demigods in his pack can.
Name: Darrin Magnus Grey
Age: 18
Pack: Aphrodite
Class: (Social) High
Class: (Pack Related) Average
Faceclaim: Theo James
Physical Description: (view spoiler)
Traits: Bookworm, Neat, Loner, Reserved
History: Darrin grew up in London, but he never liked his home. His wealthy father, stepmother, and three siblings did not share his love of books, but instead found their happiness in money and other people. Darrin was locked away as the disgrace of the family and read books all day and night. But when he couldn't sleep, he found himself enchanted by the winds outside. Finally, he received the clue and found his way to the camp, where, to his surprise, he was claimed by Aphrodite. He'd hoped Athena would be his mother, but instead it was the goddess of love who claimed him. So Darrin still feels like a misfit. And he does find himself wishing he had a love. Darrin visits the Athena house to get books whenever he can, and can speak French fluently, and has light Charmspeak.
× × × D I S C L A I M E R ; (view spoiler)❛ ❛ g w e n d o l y n m i l a m a r s h ❜ ❜
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· ᴡᴀs ᴇᴀsʏ ᴀs ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ·
┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ‟ s k e t c h ;;
┃ eighteen years of age ) » ᴍᴀʏ ғɪʀsᴛ
┃ from the female gender ) » ʜᴏᴍᴏsᴇxᴜᴀʟ
┃ of the nike born ) » ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ʀᴏᴍᴇ
┃ halsey ) » ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ
┃ low social status ) » ᴘᴏᴏʀ ɪɴ ɴɪᴋᴇ's ᴛᴀsᴛᴇs· · [ ♕ ] Gwendolyn hates her dad. He never liked that she was homosexual, and she couldn't forgive him for that. She ran away when she was thirteen, and she was never meant to find Windstorm. That is to say, she didn't want to find Windstorm. Gwen had always loved Roman mythology, but Windstorm robbed her of that and placed Nike's sign above her head. Gwen couldn't study the Romans; she had to withstand the other Nike kids; the only thing to look forward to was the possibility of danger. And then one day it happened; a Gathering. Something that only happened for one of three reasons: because the camp was under attack, a punishment must be decided on, or because they were calling for a Quest into Beyond. Beyond: past the forests of Wales, into the world to hunt down something that's gotta be killed. When Gwen was selected because of her Roman fantasies, all she could think was I'm-leaving-I'm-leaving-I'm-leaving-I'm-leaving. The Quest was the find the band of Roman demons tormenting humans dangerously close and dispose of them. Gwen found herself and her two companions, Kylee Robins and Harper Newn, chased by ghosts for a few days. Kylee and Gwen created a relationship while helping Harper trap the monsters and get rid of them, and she still currently dates Kylee. Harper recently disappeared, though, and Gwen thinks it has something to do with her boyfriend, who she met secretly at the camp boundary.
▸ [ N O T E S ] entitled palace. quotes from doctor who. made by willa. looks best with firefox.◤
◣" N O T W I T H M E ! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Die with whoever comes after me. You do not leave me! I’m not ready yet. I don’t want to think about that, not yet. You made yourself essential to me. You gave me something else to to be, and you can’t do that and then die. It’s not fair. Doctor, I don’t care about your rules or your bloody survivor’s guilt. If you love me in any way, you’ll come back." E L I Z A B E T H
ᴍ ɪ ᴅ ᴅ ʟ ᴇ | aurora ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ | twenty
ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴀ s | eliza ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ɴ ɪ ᴄ ᴋ ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ | aura
ɢ ᴇ ɴ ᴅ ᴇ ʀ | female ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ s ᴇ x ᴜ ᴀ ʟ ɪ ᴛ ʏ | hetero
ᴘ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ | demeter ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ʀ ᴀ ɴ ᴋ | average
ᴄ ʟ ᴀ s s | high ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ғ ᴀ ᴄ ᴇ ᴄ ʟ ᴀ ɪ ᴍ | jenna coleman" N O T Y E T ! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Eliza has the reflexes of a rabbit; she's quick on her feet, but generally peaceful. She and her twin brother, Landon, are best friends until the end and are both children of Demeter. She doesn't have the most powerful control over plants, but is good at gardening. Her true passion is cooking, though, and she often sneaks down to the kitchen, pretending to be in trouble so she can experiment with foods. Usually they turn out OK, though the recent renovation was due to her nasty exploding turnips. She once had to purposely get in trouble in order to cook, though she tries not to. She fits in pretty well in her pack, but has a bit more elegance than some of her fellow packmates, due to her father.◤
◣" D O N O T L E A V E M E ! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
E l i z a b e t h ' s | father always expected her to be amazing. She never got to be a little girl who played with dolls and ponies; she played with a law book. Her twin brother, Landon, underwent similar training, and the pair were perfectly groomed to be lawyers, just like they're father. Eliza always wondered who her mother truly was, but she loved her stepmother, Bella. She was thick as thieves with Landon, and when the pair got the riddle and discovered there were others like them, they couldn't help wanting to leave. But after they told their father, he forbade them to go and made them stay. He became overprotective, and she urged her twin to come with her and leave. They fled through the window, and ran to Wales together. Eliza has lived here since she was sixteen, and misses her father and stepmom.
( notes ) (view spoiler)── ᴄʀᴏᴡɴs ᴀɴᴅ ʙɪʀᴅs · sᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ; blue lily, lily blue────────
─────────── N O A H D A L L A S S M I T H ─────────────( age ) eighteen [18] ──────── ( pack ) athena
( sexuality ) bisexual ────────── ( gender ) male
( pack class ) middle ─────── ( social class ) middle
───── black hair, brown eyes, 175 cm, 66 kg, keith powers ────────Noah is a math geek and obsessed with studying rain and clouds. Always quick to correct you, he's a cookie-cutter son of Athena and good at adapting and learning at a fast pace. He's used to not being challenged, which means he doesn't always react well to things that are hard for him; but usually Noah gets over it fast and embraces the challenge, happy to have something to keep him busy. But despite his seemingly laid-back personality, there's one thing that will get him screaming and standing on a chair — spiders. He hates them! And his fatal flaw: you set him upon a girl, Noah might get a little flabbergasted. Or trip on his own shoelaces and accidentally kiss them. His tragic accident with his friend Beth left Noah tongue-tied whenever he talks to girls...Son of Gregory Smith and Kathy Smith, Noah Dallas Smith was born in the United States of America. He grew up in his hometown of Dallas, Texas, after moving there from a small town in Maine. Noah was a bright boy, but while his math grades were high, he lacked social skills and friends. His parents, constantly trying to engage him with other kids, and eventually, after years and years of no friends, Noah met Beth: a girl who was just as obsessed with the clouds as he was and just as antisocial, too. But it all ended in tragedy two years after they became friends and he almost kissed her when he tripped over his shoelaces; Beth grew embarrassed by him and claimed that they had never been friends. So Noah grew even more lonely, meaning that when he got his riddle and heard the winds tell him he wasn't the son of Gregory and Kathy, but really of Gregory and Athena, it was easy for him to run away to Camp Windstorm. He has lived here since he was twelve years old.s t r e n g t h › Math
w e a k n e s s › Not Used To Challenges
f e a r › Spiders
f a t a l f l a w › Talking To Girls
── ᴄʀᴏᴡɴs ᴀɴᴅ ʙɪʀᴅs · sᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ; blue lily, lily blue────────
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Olivia lived in the big city of New York until she was ten, when her step-mother died and her father moved the family of three girls and one boy to Wales, the place he grew up. Olivia was stranded and confused there, as were her step-siblings, but her father refused to leave, sinking into a depression. Therefore Olivia began to take over as the eldest, caring for herself and her family as best she could. So when, at the age of sixteen, she received her clue, Olivia was more than happy to leave her responsibilities and run away from her empty father and needy step-siblings. It made sense to her when she was claimed by Aphrodite, since before their move to Wales she'd been a fashionista and a hopeless romantic. Olivia has lived here for almost six years. Her hobbies (besides paring up cute couples or trying to find a love for herself) include ice skating and dancing, though she does like reading (somewhat). She sometimes goes by Ava.ava ┊ O L I V I A S A K U R A W I L L I A M S ❜[ age ] twenty-two ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ female [ gender ]
[ sexuality ] hetero ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ average [ rank ]
[ class ] middle ╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍╍ aphrodite [ pack ]
sᴡᴇᴇᴛ, ғᴀsʜɪᴏɴɪsᴛᴀ, ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜᴍᴀᴋᴇʀ, ғʟɪʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏᴜs, ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ.
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[ JAMES scott OAKEN | "jem" · 17 ( month 7 ) · male · bisexual ]♟ | demeter · average
♟ | average social class · landscaperdesc. | snappy brown curls like the roots of a plant ; eyes brown as the soil ; open air of care ; skin of milk.TRAITS | swelter'd vemon sleeping outJames is a pretty friendly person, though he's somewhat shy when he first meets people. He is good with plants, particularly grass and wheat, and loves flowers. One of his dominant traits, next to gardening, is kindness; he is always there to be a shoulder to cry on and will help you with anything he can. This led to him being one of the landscapers of Camp Windstorm, helping to design the plants in a pleasing way and making sure the grass and flowers are all growing properly.HISTORY | poison'd entrails throwA sunny morning: James is delivered to his father's doorstep by wheat grass nearby, and thus begins his life in peace by the sea of Wales. He is innocent and a child who has a talent with plants; his father knows that he is special, but he cannot tell anyone...
This was the beginning of James' life. He grew up on the coast of Wales, in a peaceful area with a small village a few miles away. His father was a farmer, and when he discovered James' abilities, knew that this was no ordinary child. But, fearing what might happen if James was taken away, he told his son to use his powers, and made a large profit off of the crops that flourished under his son's care.
But soon James began to wonder who his mother was. The night after he received the first clue, as he was working with the grass, telling it to grow a little greener, so to speak, he heard the wind's message and discovered Windstorm was, in fact, very close. However, he didn't want to leave his dad, so he stayed a week longer before asking if he could go and discover the camp.
James' father, greedy after all those years, told him, very sternly, no. So James had to run; and his dad was left to waste away. James has been here for a year, and not a day goes by when he doesn't miss those quiet fields and his father. In any case, Windstorm treats him well, and he's discovered now who his mother is. (Demeter.)
··i'm here to entertain people or at least i'm good at it. i guess being a magician's daughter does that though.··
sterling andrea kincaid
STUR-ling "excellent, little star"
AN-dree-ə "manly"
KIN-cade "battle leader"
magick↫ ↬ female
hecate ↫↬ average ↫↬ low middle class
powers[ utilization of all ranges of magic, sorcery, and witchcraft ]
[ controlling of the mist ]
[ necromancy ]
↱ eighteen
↱ october 17 at 00:01↲
fort william, scotland↲
↱ heterosexualtakensingle↲
appearance
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◼ luanna perez ◼ Sterling stands about 5'4(165cm) and is at a weight of 115lb(52kg). Her eyes are a dark brown color which is always mistaken as a blackish color. Her hair an originally light brown is dyed a red except for the tips which are bleached to blonde. The dyed hair compliments her pale skin tone and gives her a beautiful odd look. She has a few tattoos on her arms. Sterling is ambidexteritious from years of helping in magic shows. She oddly smells like freshly bakes cinnimon rolls and apples. Sterling's clothing styles is all over the place comsidering what she feels like. Sometime she may feel flirty and cheery and wear a cute outfit and other times she could feel like she just wants to snuggle under her blanket and wear comfy clothes. ◼
personalityAlthough sterling never grew up around kids her age she isn't antisocial. The girl is vibrant and rather smart with all the reading she has done. People like to say the she likes to show of what she had but in honesty sterling has only ever know to be showy so she really has no clue she is doing so. Her her magician father she learned how to be an illusionist from the time she could process what she was doing. A simple card trick was nothing compared to a disappearing act.
Sterling has never bwen shy in her whole life as she has stood in front of a crowd to help her father with his little trick. Though she has become lonely from the years of being away from her own age group and reading has helped keep her mind away from there. Sterling, however, can be quiet in time when she is definately into a book. To her it is a real world that she can enjoy from words on a page. With a life of being on the stage one wouldn't like to believe it but she is a bit of a klutz which sometimes causes problems.
likes•baby animals
•magic
•books
•illusions
•her father
•learning
dislikes•always moving
•bumpy rides
•snakes
•being a klutz
•being called "cute" when she's mad
•people calling sterling her stage name
historyBeing born to a magician wasn't easy for little sterling, her father at the time was living in fort william, scotland when he had a little bundle setting at his door. A note pinned to her baby blanket explaining how she was his daughter. He was shooked but he remembered hitting on a woman at one of his shows. Taking his daughter in seamas decided that she would learn to be an illusionist. By the time sterling turned three seamas moved them out of scotland and to france.
It wasn't long before he joined a group of acts that travelled all over europe. Sterling now learned the life of a entertaining group since she was five. With the constant moving she was homeschooled and during the show she took to books to keep her company. She started off with bedtime stories and moved up to novels and even collage books. She was learning so much and she loved the knowledge.
As she turned ten she started helping her dad with some of his acts and even learned a few magic tricks herself. This is when she also started to do some trick behind the curtains which were better then the tricks her dad was doing. The next four years were harsh for sterling as the constant moving made her observent of the people her age. She was envious of the groups of friends and even the couples as she never stayed long enough to try. She was sitting by the open window of her dad and her's trailer reading when she heard it.
It was early in the morning and she listened closely and heard it the wind tell her one thing she wanted. Wales was easy to get to and the group was heading there in the weeks' time so she was set. Sterling and her dad argued a lot about just staying put in one place to live. When they got to wales she fought with her dad about staying in a camp for awhile so she could at least make some friends. It didn't end great between them and sterling ran off to the camp she hear in the wind.Since then she visits her dad when he's in town and has made friends.
strengths•magic tricks
•crowds
•reading
•magic
•speaking a bit of several languages
weaknesses•having no friends
•never staying in one place
•homeschooled by her father
•never being able to live a normal life
•goofing up
occupationa preformer
transportation
usually by bus if her old truck doesn't start which is most of the time
relations
✳mother✳hecate✳
✳father✳the magnificentseamas kincaid✳alive✳forty-nine✳
other
•uses the athena libaray
•sometimes preforms an act at camp for fun
•her odd hairstyle comes from the magic acting she helped with
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F E M A L E -- 1 9 -- H E C A T E -- E L I Z A B E T H O L S E N -- " P A R I S "
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Driving through the night, just you and me
Faster than pale moonlight something's calling, calling us away
Do you believe heaven is a better place?
We'll be there in a heartbeat
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Psyche of
Parisa Evangeline Winters
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Paris, daughter of Hecate, user of magic and sorcery, wounded by love, holder of the stars. Once, her life was wonderful, and she was in love, until the sirens ripped her away, and, torn from this love, this encompassing heaven, she was thrust here, given the moon, the sun, the sky, but not by love, no, by magic. Paris, trapped and burning. Paris, daughter of Hecate, user of magic and sorcery, wounded by love, holder of the stars. Sweet as she may be, sobs rack her soul, she is lost without her heaven, her peace, and all she wants is to have him back... No, you must channel it, channel it all in the powers. This is what she tells herself, day after day, wasting away and sobbing, sobbing inside, as she twists shapes from the air and rearranges the stars just for a moment, just so that one day, her heaven will look up into the sky and see I love you painted there, just for him.
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Broken, Stifled Girl
In Such A Cruel World
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Her magic is the color of the nighttime sky just before all the light winks out like a candle suffocated of oxygen. The deepest blue, a lover's blue, it soars like a fallen angel's clipped wings from her hands and heart, and can only control the stars for a number of minutes. Paris's broken heart and powerful magic make her hard to talk to, but that doesn't mean she isn't social; she still attends events and lunches and dinners. In the mornings, though, she prefers to be alone, as she has terrible nightmares. She is lonely but, sometimes, there is a flicker in her dark, dark soul, and she feels a little hope — these are the days when she tries, truly tries, to find friendship, maybe love, again. So while approaching Paris might be difficult, and terrifying, she is grateful for every minute she gets to speak to someone who is a friend, might be a friend, is a friend.
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But Paris's full story is not just her personality, no. Her history is just as important as the stars of her persona, a moon in the tumbling twinkles, like a cluster of them. Her step-mother, Eva Wheeler, married her father, Nathaniel Winters, when Paris was seven, and never questioned about the girl's real mother, though she could tell that Paris didn't like her much; this was due to the fact that Paris had been ripped out of her home in Brooklyn and instead moved to Eva's house in Portland, a strange place on another coast, with another ocean. But her spirits were lifted slightly when, at the age of twelve, she met Tomas, a beautiful boy with dark brown curls of hair and tender blue eyes, and slowly fell in love with him. Eventually, when they were both sixteen, Paris and Tomas admitted their feelings for each other, just in time for Paris to receive her clue to Windstorm and discover the camp waiting, the powers she now realized she possessed. But she couldn't dare to break Tomas's heart...
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The sirens told her not to tell anyone else about Windstorm, but she couldn't help telling Tomas, telling him that she would never, ever leave, that he was worth so much more to her than that stupid camp. But he could tell that it had its hold on her, the allure of finding out the truth, discovering her past, becoming more than just this girl she was now. Becoming a demigod — that would only happen if she went to Windstorm. Constantly, they argued, Paris saying that she would never leave him, Tomas insisting that she did; until, finally, Tomas told her father, and an unsuspecting Paris went on a "road trip" to a secret location in Europe with her step-mother and father. But, when they took the blind fold off her and shoved her into Windstorm, Paris realized what had happened — and she has lived here ever since, sinking slowly into a deep, deep depression, separated from Tomas forever.
Collab With: Maddie
Name: Stephen Gregor Price
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: Peyton Reed Carter
Age: Nineteen
Pack: Nike
Rank: Average
Class: Middle
Faceclaim: Logan Lerman
Physical Description: (view spoiler)
Personality: Stephen is an impatient lover of victory; an image of his mother framed with his father's love for airplanes and brutal determination to achieve what he started. But there's another thing about him that makes him more than just the average child of Nike, oh, yes. He has a small soft spot for airplanes, but his real weakness lies in horses. The clattering of hooves is the one thing that will make his impatience and worry float away and turn instead to appreciation and love for the softness of a horse's hide; which is probably why he developed a crush on Peyton Reed Carter, the horse of Artemis's house.
History: Born on a summer afternoon in Wrexham, Wales, Stephen was raised by his step-mother, a single child who would have been an orphan if not for the fact that his father had married Kaitlin Moss just two years before he died in a flaming car wreck, when Stephen was nine. And while he got along fine with Kaitlin, Stephen always wondered who his real mother was, and why he found himself so attracted to the wind and the forgotten cities, overgrown by trees, in the green and forest-covered hills of Wales. So when he finally got the message from Windstorm, at age fifteen, he finally understood his desires; and he guessed his mother was probably Nike. The real trouble for him was leaving; he didn't want to worry Kaitlin, but he also didn't want to tell her the truth. So, knowing very well that he would never be able to leave Windstorm once he went in, Stephen faked his own death and ran to Windstorm, where he has lived ever since. He currently has a crush on Peyton Reed Carter, but hasn't told her yet; he's not sure how she feels.
··am i seducing you? yes? good then everything's working out just perfectly.··
samuel alexander tate
SAM-yoo-əl "God has heard"
ah-lek-SAHN-der "defending man"
TAYT"unknown meaning"
sam ↫ ↬ male
aphrodite ↫↬ average ↫↬ high class
powers
[ charmspeak ]
[ greater clarity & shape focus ]
[ control over jewelry & makeup ]
[ love magic skill ]
[ natural expert in fashion & matchmaking ]
↱ nineteen
↱ january 4 at 19:32 ↲
london, england ↲
↱ bisexual
single ↲
appearance
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◼ daniel osborne ◼ Sam is tall at 6'2(188cm) and has the weight of 196lbs(89kg). He has a nice tan and toned with his athletic built. Tattoos cover both of his arms and his left side. His dark brown hair is long enough for him to run his hands through out of habit. With light blue eyes he seems to have seen a lot of pain although he hides it. Sam's right hand his dominate. His manly scent smells like fresh rain and an expensive cologne. Sam's dressing styles mostly has his shirtless but he usually wear jeans or short and a random shirt when he needs to. He loves his leather jacket and even flannel shirts. ◼
personalitySamuel is what most like to call a fuckboi. He doesn't care about love but just being pleased. He seems to find trouble wherever he goes and to get his way he does use charmspeak. No sam's not the bad boy that girls love he's the player that has smashed hearts into unfixable pieces. Being happy is unusal for him since he doesn't show any affection for people he isn't related to.
Though samuel wasn't always like this he was caring and loving to everyone until camilla died. He has closed himself off to the idea of love because of the pain he gone through with her. Shutting himself off to that emotion he has taken to never loving anyone but sleeping around with any girl thats willing to be with him. Doing this is really how sam is coping with camilla's passing no matter how long ago it was. He's cautious of it happening again.
likes•trouble
•sex
•girls
•swimming
dislikes•thinking of camilla
•love
•mental pain
•fishing
historySamuel grew up thinking that henry and olive tate were his birth parents. He though he had the life with a perfect family with his younger twin siblings. Being rich had its perks as sam grew up with everything and anything he wanted in life. Henry was a wealthy business man and had money to literally throw away. If his children or wife wanted anything all they had to do was snap their fingers.
By the time sam was ten he realized that he didn't look like his mother and barely looked like his father and it made him wonder. It was that year he learned the truth of why olive was resentful of him because she wasn't his mother. This knowledge did little to effect him in how he acted with ben and marie or to his stepmother. He was the older brother and protective of his younger siblings like most older siblings would be. Family to him was family no matter how much blood they share.
By thirteen he met a girl named camilla and even though he was young he could tell he like her a lot more then he usually did. For three year they were together and happily in love with one another. Samuel cared about camilla that he would of given his life for her but it hadn't happened like that. Camilla was diagnosed with cancer as a child and it only gotten worse for her. She died before her seventeenth birthday and left sam with a lot of despair and it turned to anger.
He started failing school and even got in trouble woth the cops for stealing or being drunk and sometimes for vandilism. Times got hard for sam and when he got the message in the wind he was like why the hell not. During his time of traveling to wales he was hitting up every girl that looked his way but with charmspeak he was hardly ever turned down. Since getting to windstorm its easy to say he's hitting on a lot of the girls. Samuel closed himself off from love to keep himself for more pain like he had with camilla.
strengths•charmspeak
•flirting
•swimming
weaknesses•camilla
•love
•being himself
occupation
why have one when you're from a rich family
transportation
his laborgini
relations
✳mother✳aphrodite✳
✳father✳henry tate✳alive✳44✳
✳stepmother✳olive tate✳alive✳39✳
✳half-brother✳benjamin tate✳alive✳15✳
✳half-sister✳marie tate✳alive✳15✳
other
•sam hates being the son of the goddess of love and beauty
•fluent in french and spanish
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" ↱ P E Y T O N : R E E D : C A R T E R ↲ "
| seventeen | female | heterosexual | july first |
♠┊artemis ‧ head of cabin
♠┊middle class ‧ unknown powers
yara khmidan : dark, almond colored locks that fall into graceful waves. piercing hazel eyes, that hold a mystery behind them even she hasn't unlocked. smooth, white skin, that's porcelain in the winter and like warm carmel in the spring. a fit, agile body, and one of an athlete. curves that show off her toned muscles, with scars that mar her back from when she was first attacked by a tέρας (monster). a tattoo of a bow and her mother's name in greek on her inner forearm. she smells of fresh rain upon the pine trees, with a hint of vanilla and warm honey.[image error]
━ tender ⇅ showing gentleness and concern or sympathy
━ mature ⇅ having or showing the mental and emotional qualities of an adult
━ evasive ⇅ tending to avoid commitment or self-revelation, especially by responding only indirectly
━ passive ⇅ accepting or allowing what happens or what others do, without active response or resistance
━ protective ⇅ capable of or intended to protect someone or something
━ undaunted ⇅ not intimidated or discouraged by difficulty, danger, or disappointment[image error]
( a ) flash of sunlight was the first thing she can recall. awakening on the forest floor, her vision blurred like fog had seemed to ghost over her eyes. small specks of green came into vision when suddenly something nuzzled her small hand. she slowly sat up, her head spinning when the thing yet again nudged her. the girl slowly turned to stare back into the eyes of a mare. it had a midnight black coat, and stormy grey eyes that pierced hers. it bumped it's nose against her once more, before pushing its head underneath her arm and raising the girl up. she couldn't help but wonder where she was, or even who she was. the words echoed in her mind no sooner than she'd expected. a gentle yet proud feminine voice rang through her ears. peyton reed carter. the brunette wandered through the forest with her newly found friend, wondering to herself if there was any escape. she was hungry, and thirsty, and felt as if she hadn't eaten in weeks. she felt a calling, as if the wind was directing her where she needed to go. when reaching the border of the forest, noctis (that's what she had named the mare) suddenly disappeared into a film of smoke. peyton could barely hold on, but trudged through the remaining greenery and could feel the crackle of the hearth nearby. as the girl made her way to where a group of young teenagers appeared to be, a silvery gust of mist appeared above her head — in the shape of a bow and arrow. the campers all gasped and turned around, pointing gingers, but she had already slipped out of her consciousness. when peyton awoke, she was in some sort of infirmary, a man sitting by her side. he introduced himself as asher green, and explained to her of camp windstorm. he actually seemed surprised by her appearance — for peyton was actually from the u.s. but none the less the took her in. it seemed she was truly the first child of artemis to arrive, even so the first one to be born. the heir to the goddess of the moon. she stayed in the athena cabin until the built a cabin for children of artemis, should there be more. and certainly there have been. since the arrival of the other six, she has since claimed the title of head of their cabin and had kept her brothers and sisters in order, even if they're all a little rambunctious. peyton has found an interest in the nike cabin's brutal games, even if her piers and friends warned her against it. she first went up against stephen price. and she handed him his ass. since, the two have been competing against one another, but despite being enemies, the two deep down are truly soft for one another. wait and see, some kid from aphrodite will probably go and slip each of them a love potion. a year after her arrival at camp, she was sent out to patrol the borders like many of the young demigods are assigned to do. but while out in the dark of the night, the sixteen year old was attacked by a brutal chimera. it's claws had raked down her backside so deeply, that the scars would last her a lifetime, as would the memory. from then on she vowed to protect her siblings, as she wished for that never to happen to them as it had to her. they would never be alone, as she so often felt.
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─────────── seventeen · · · male · · · gay · · · child of athena ───────────Brendon has always been viewed as troublemaker. He was always the kid that parents warned their children not to be friends with. 'Stay away from that Denysson kid,' parents would tell his classmates, 'He's a bad influence.'
But Brendon has never really been a troublemaker. He doesn't go out of his way to start trouble, or deliberately seeks it out. Instead, trouble seems to find him. He just never seems to be able to keep his mouth shut or mind his own business, and that has a tendency to lead to trouble, even if he doesn't want it.
It only makes matters worse that for a child of Athena, Brendon borders on outright stupid. Sure, when he actually puts his mind to it, academic or intellectual pursuits come easy to him. But the problem is that he never actually stops and thinks. Talented minds don't do you much good when you don't use them. He's ridiculously foolhardy and seems to be entirely incapable of thinking before he speaks or acts. He rashly does or says whatever pops into his mind first, and pays the consequence. Frequently, the consequences result in him sporting a black eye for a week.
But even despite all the problems, all the troubles, he maintains a good sense of humor, and a wry smile. Maybe that's what gets him in trouble in the first place.
· ──────────────────────────────────────────────────── ·Marcus Denysson had not been prepared for a child. He was certainly not prepared for a child, his child, dropped at his doorstep by the woman he had been dating for months. He was too dedicated to his work to raise a child on his own.
One must at least give Brendon's father credit for trying. He tried to provide for his son as best as he could, but it never quite worked. His father's job teaching at a nearby university took up too much of his time, and Brendon was left largely to his own devices. And his own devices frequently resulted in trouble.
Things really started to break down when Brendon was thirteen and his father lost his job. His struggles to find a new job stressed them both out, and they lashed out. Whenever his dad was home, they would fight, over even the most inconsequential things. They both had tempers too big for one small apartment to contain, and eventually Brendon couldn't take it anymore. Without any real planning or consideration, he packed a bag, left his keys to the front door on the kitchen table, and walked out.
It wasn't long after that that Brendon found out about Windstorm. To him, a thirteen year old runaway with no home or future, it seemed as good an option as any, so he found his way to Wales.
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cameron monaghan ───────────────────── 5'10" · red hair · brown eyes
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( name ) cameron loric
nickname ; cam
( gender ) male
( age ) 15
date of birth ; august 7th
time of birth ; 4:28 AM
( sexuality ) biromantic
( pack ) demeter
( class ) social ; average
pack ; average
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( appearance )
faceclaim xxx trevor jackson
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( personality )
good-natured
“kind, friendly, and patient.”
passive
“accepting or allowing what happens or what others do, without active response or resistance.”
absent-minded
“having or showing a habitually forgetful or inattentive disposition.”
meek
“quiet, gentle, and easily imposed on; submissive.”
gentle
“mild in temperament or behavior; kind or tender.”
likes ; plants, natural light, books, cats,
dislikes/fears ; the dark, loud noises, crowds,
strengths ; stamina, stealth, carefulness,
weaknesses ; submissive, passive, forgetful,
( powers )
“greenthumb”
exceptionally skilled at taking care of any kind of greenery, and if properly concentrating, able to manipulate greenery.
( history )
cameron lived a fairly average life in america, though it may be considered uneventful and tranquil to some. cam never really felt like he fit in, though, so he was very relieved when he received his riddle and was able to be a part of something where he could fit in and make some friends. he took the money from his college savings account and got a flight for wales, leaving his father behind. leaving his father behind is one of his only regrets, but he doesn’t judge himself too harshly for it. he assumes his father has moved on, but still finds himself wondering about him from time to time.
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t h e f a m i l y
( mother ) demeter ; the goddess
( step-mom ) x ; unknown
( father ) julian ; landscaper
o t h e r
( friend ) name ; age ; open
( friend ) name ; age ; open
( romantic interest ) name ; age; open
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“it’s okay to run away in order to live. it’s entirely okay.”
( name ) cameron loric
nickname ; cam
( gender ) male
( age ) 15
date of birth ; august 7th
time of birth ; 4:28 AM
( sexuality ) biromantic
( pack ) demeter
( class ) social ; average
pack ; average
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( appearance )
faceclaim xxx trevor jackson
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( personality )
good-natured
“kind, friendly, and patient.”
passive
“accepting or allowing what happens or what others do, without active response or resistance.”
absent-minded
“having or showing a habitually forgetful or inattentive disposition.”
meek
“quiet, gentle, and easily imposed on; submissive.”
gentle
“mild in temperament or behavior; kind or tender.”
likes ; plants, natural light, books, cats,
dislikes/fears ; the dark, loud noises, crowds,
strengths ; stamina, stealth, carefulness,
weaknesses ; submissive, passive, forgetful,
( powers )
“greenthumb”
exceptionally skilled at taking care of any kind of greenery, and if properly concentrating, able to manipulate greenery.
( history )
cameron lived a fairly average life in america, though it may be considered uneventful and tranquil to some. cam never really felt like he fit in, though, so he was very relieved when he received his riddle and was able to be a part of something where he could fit in and make some friends. he took the money from his college savings account and got a flight for wales, leaving his father behind. leaving his father behind is one of his only regrets, but he doesn’t judge himself too harshly for it. he assumes his father has moved on, but still finds himself wondering about him from time to time.
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t h e f a m i l y
( mother ) demeter ; the goddess
( step-mom ) x ; unknown
( father ) julian ; landscaper
o t h e r
( friend ) name ; age ; open
( friend ) name ; age ; open
( romantic interest ) name ; age; open
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“it’s okay to run away in order to live. it’s entirely okay.”
▬▬▬▬ ❝ W A Y ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪɴᴏʀ ᴋᴇʏ, ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ sɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ❞ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬❝ l u c i f e r s k a o r s ❞seventeen ▬ female
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Lucifer, sometimes nicknamed 'Lucy', is about as strange as you can get without being locked up in an insane asylum. Compulsive liar, kleptomaniac, you name it. And funnily enough, she hasn't even been diagnosed with any kind of mental disorder. She's just like that anyway.
She's confident as hell, competitive as hell, and carries around a baseball bat with the words 'GOOD NIGHT' on it. Whenever she wins the Nike competitions, they find it hard to shut her up about her success until the next competition ( unless she wins that one as well ) .
Also, Lucifer has no chill whatsoever.
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Lucifer Skaors started off as a circus performer. She never had a family — as far as she's aware — but grew up as part of the circus "family". By the age of eight, Lucifer was a talented gymnast and contortionist, able to twist her body into the strangest shapes with ease. She always found delight in simple things, like successfully climbing the silk ropes.
When the monsters turned up, everything went wrong. They raged through the circus one night, killing everything in their path. Lucifer watched as they set fire to the tents, hypnotised by the flames licking their way up the fabric. As they approached her, she snatched up the closest weapon she could find — a baseball bat, the one she'd seen the clowns using before. She killed the monsters one by one as they approached her, slamming the bat down on their heads.
There were stories about her, the mad girl with the baseball bat, the girl who roamed the countryside, the one that would laugh at the strangest things. She doesn't remember much about that time — it's easier just to block it all out.
At some point during her travels, she learned all the swearwords in as many languages as she could, and learned how to imitate accents almost perfectly.
Lucifer's strangeness probably contributed to the ease with which she found Camp Windstorm. "Listen to the wind," they said, and she did. She'd always done so, but this time the wind seemed to speak to her. And she listened to what it had to say, and found the camp.❝ playlist ❞ ▬▬
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[ SIOBHAN elise BRANNON | 16 ( march 15 ) · female · biromantic ]♟ | hecate · head
♟ | upper class · demigoddesc. | bright red hair, sparkling blue-grey eyes, fair skin and a laughing smile.TRAITS | swelter'd vemon sleeping outSiobhan -- nicknamed 'Bon' by her friends -- is somewhat mischievous, and the Gaelic daughter of Hecate often finds herself in immense trouble. It's still a mystery how she got elected as the head of house, though that's the one thing she always takes seriously.HISTORY | poison'd entrails throwBorn on the day Julius Caesar was murdered, and christened on the day that the slave trade was formally abolished in Britain by the Slave Trade Act, Siobhan Brannon grew up surrounded by history books. Her father was a historian who fell in love with Hecate because of her intelligence rather than her looks, and -- as everyone tells her, all the time -- Bon is essentially a female, younger version of her father.
When Bon was twelve, her father was murdered in a theft from the museum in which he worked. Upon hearing this news, she ran away, and eventually came to Camp Windstorm. She is one of the longest residents of the camp, having been her for five years.
PERSONA | who is he ?So, he's smart. Really smart. I mean, he's a son of Athena, of course he's smart. And he uses this intelligence very little, because nine times out of ten he doesn't need to. But say there's a war on, or they're playing some kind of strategy game. That's when he really uses his brain.
HISTORY | in all honesty, i'm not sure.Growing up with a professor of linguistics as your father is never easy, least of all for Jordan. His father spent most of his time at work or preparing lectures for the next day. Jordan learned in those first few years how to be self-sufficient, and remains a competent (and self-taught) cook to this day. It's not that his father wasn't capable of looking after Jordan, it's that he was too busy.
When Jordan went to school, the kindergarten teacher was tempted to resign. He could already read quite capably, having grown up in a house full of books, and quickly found that none of the classwork was especially challenging. The teachers struggled to make him pay attention, as Jordan preferred to fantasise about what would happen if terrorists suddenly attacked the school.
When the monsters attacked, Jordan was at school, now in year 5. Suddenly, he found himself in his element, leading the other students up to the roof to throw chemicals from the science labs down onto the creatures.
But that was the end of Jordan's schooling - he couldn't risk attracting more monsters to the school, and so he stayed at home.
Eventually, he made his way to Camp Windstorm, and is now the Athena lesson teacher.
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[ ALEXIA elena STAVROS | 18 ( august 13 ) · female · bisexual ]♟ | athena · high rank
♟ | upper class · demigoddesc. | a swathe of black hair. perfect, dulce de leche skin. dark, clever eyes.TRAITS | swelter'd vemon sleeping outThe exceptionally intelligent and mature daughter of two geniuses, Alexia Stavros is your stereotypical daughter of Athena — smart, witty, and fiercer and prouder than an eagle. She's confident, pretty, and on the outside one would assume she's got it all. But, like most things, the perfect exterior masks a shattered heart marred by tragedy. Inside, Alexia battles with a horrific mental health cocktail, and though nobody talks about it, some of her fellow children of Athena have heard crying coming from her bunk in the middle of the night.HISTORY | poison'd entrails throwGrowing up in a family of eight children wasn't easy, especially since Alexia was the eldest. When her parents died in a car crash, Alexia and her aunt fought for custody over the younger children, although Alexia legally couldn't take care of them. At the time, she was only thirteen, and so they all had to go live with their aunt.
But, being a demigod, Alexia was bound to have monsters coming after her sooner or later. And when they did, they killed everything in their path. Including her aunt and seven younger siblings.
With her family obliterated and her home in ruins, Alexia was lost. She had no other family aside from a couple of relatives in Greece whom she'd never met, and she couldn't risk any other people getting hurt.
One morning, she heard the wind differently. It sounded as though someone was speaking, and so she listened intently. Eventually, the sounds turned into instructions on how to find the camp. Curious about what the instructions meant, she followed them and found the camp.
