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((If we go with that first day plot thing is it alright if my character is completely new to the camp? I made it kinda where he's been trying to avoid interaction with other demigods on his mother's orders but he got looped into joining because of Chrysanthos's curiousity
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((If we go with that first day plot thing is it alright if my character is completely new to the camp? I made it kinda where he's been trying to avoid interaction with other demigods on his mother's orders but he got looped into joining because of Chrysanthos's curiousity
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Name: Thalassa "Tess" MacCathail
Age: 19
Race: Demigod
Parent: Hephaestus
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bicurious
Appearance: Tess is an average height, standing at about 5'4. Her figure is slim but muscled, presumably due to working to forge. She has brown hair which, when not tied up, falls to just below her shoulder blades. It's wavy and light highights can be found inn the right lighting, but she generally keeps it up in braids. Her eyes are brown and flecked with gold, and always sparkle with mischief. Olive skin reflects her Greek parent, and she's fairly tanned due to time in the sun. Her hands are rough and calloused, and her nails are kept short. Scars decorate her back, though they're concealed by most clothing. She wears plain t-shirts and jeans daily, as well as work boots. It's not uncommon to find her with grease smudges on her face and pants. She gets dressed up on occasion, and when she does, she prefers floral dresses and heels. However, she always has a pair of sneakers on hand, just in case.
Outfits: X
Personality: Tess is cynical and blunt. She's not one to gloss over the truth, and finds it ridiculous to sugar-coat things so other people feel better. Seldom does she take other's feelings into account when she speaks, though this may be due to a general inability to read people's emotions. However, she has a good sense of humor and jokes around frequently. She's driven and determined, and can remain focused for long periods of time. In fact, when working on more major projects, it's not uncommon for her to go without food until the project is completed. She's rather flirty, but doesn't really understand how to express her own feelings for people beyond the basic pick-up lines and flirtation.
History: Tess was born in Scotland, and keeps her mother's Scottish last name. It was in Scotland that her family was established, and where her mother took up a job as an industral engineer. Her mother was married to a doctor, and had Tess a few years after the marriage, moving to New York soon after. Tess was raised with a whole family, thus her disbelief in her true origins. She stayed undiscovered until she was fifteen, at which point her mother told her that she was old enough to know her father was not the man she had been raised to accept, but another. Tess was enraged by the news and left home soon after, roaming the streets and getting a job as a mechanic by lying about her age. It was there that she encountered her first monster - a spyhnx. The creature left her with major wounds, and she probably would have bled out in an alley had she not been found by a satyr and taken to Camp Half-Blood, where she waited in the Hermes cabin for another year before being claimed as a daughter of Hephaestus. She now works the forge with the others, and is skilled with machinery as well as weapon-making.
Fast Facts:
- Though born in Scotland, Tess has an American accent.
- Tess loves cats, because she thinks they're similar to herself. However, she has a crippling fear of big cats due to an early encounter with a sphynx.
- Tess studied Greek at her mother's request while still in school as an extracurricular. The language came more naturally to her than English, and she found herself taking notes and writing in Greek frequently. She has a habit of speaking and writing in Greek, especially when pressed for time. She finds her dyslexia overwhelmingly bothersome, and hardly ever trifles with books written in English.
- Her ADHD is less prominent than others, though she does tend to ramble and goes into hyperfocus when working on projects.
- Her favorite color is sky blue.
- Her humor is frequently self-depreciating, and it often gets dark without her realizing - leading to general discomfort.
- Prefers coffee to tea, and boy does she drink a lot of it. She's a completely different person after she's had her morning coffee - most know to avoid her before she's had at least one cup, or else.
- She's a huge fan of classic rock, and has a CD collection and CD player on her bunk.
- Loves canoeing with the nymphs even though she sucks at it.
((Tess has definitely been at camp for a while, perhaps she could give them a tour?))
Name: Thalassa "Tess" MacCathail
Age: 19
Race: Demigod
Parent: Hephaestus
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bicurious
Appearance: Tess is an average height, standing at about 5'4. Her figure is slim but muscled, presumably due to working to forge. She has brown hair which, when not tied up, falls to just below her shoulder blades. It's wavy and light highights can be found inn the right lighting, but she generally keeps it up in braids. Her eyes are brown and flecked with gold, and always sparkle with mischief. Olive skin reflects her Greek parent, and she's fairly tanned due to time in the sun. Her hands are rough and calloused, and her nails are kept short. Scars decorate her back, though they're concealed by most clothing. She wears plain t-shirts and jeans daily, as well as work boots. It's not uncommon to find her with grease smudges on her face and pants. She gets dressed up on occasion, and when she does, she prefers floral dresses and heels. However, she always has a pair of sneakers on hand, just in case.
Outfits: X
Personality: Tess is cynical and blunt. She's not one to gloss over the truth, and finds it ridiculous to sugar-coat things so other people feel better. Seldom does she take other's feelings into account when she speaks, though this may be due to a general inability to read people's emotions. However, she has a good sense of humor and jokes around frequently. She's driven and determined, and can remain focused for long periods of time. In fact, when working on more major projects, it's not uncommon for her to go without food until the project is completed. She's rather flirty, but doesn't really understand how to express her own feelings for people beyond the basic pick-up lines and flirtation.
History: Tess was born in Scotland, and keeps her mother's Scottish last name. It was in Scotland that her family was established, and where her mother took up a job as an industral engineer. Her mother was married to a doctor, and had Tess a few years after the marriage, moving to New York soon after. Tess was raised with a whole family, thus her disbelief in her true origins. She stayed undiscovered until she was fifteen, at which point her mother told her that she was old enough to know her father was not the man she had been raised to accept, but another. Tess was enraged by the news and left home soon after, roaming the streets and getting a job as a mechanic by lying about her age. It was there that she encountered her first monster - a spyhnx. The creature left her with major wounds, and she probably would have bled out in an alley had she not been found by a satyr and taken to Camp Half-Blood, where she waited in the Hermes cabin for another year before being claimed as a daughter of Hephaestus. She now works the forge with the others, and is skilled with machinery as well as weapon-making.
Fast Facts:
- Though born in Scotland, Tess has an American accent.
- Tess loves cats, because she thinks they're similar to herself. However, she has a crippling fear of big cats due to an early encounter with a sphynx.
- Tess studied Greek at her mother's request while still in school as an extracurricular. The language came more naturally to her than English, and she found herself taking notes and writing in Greek frequently. She has a habit of speaking and writing in Greek, especially when pressed for time. She finds her dyslexia overwhelmingly bothersome, and hardly ever trifles with books written in English.
- Her ADHD is less prominent than others, though she does tend to ramble and goes into hyperfocus when working on projects.
- Her favorite color is sky blue.
- Her humor is frequently self-depreciating, and it often gets dark without her realizing - leading to general discomfort.
- Prefers coffee to tea, and boy does she drink a lot of it. She's a completely different person after she's had her morning coffee - most know to avoid her before she's had at least one cup, or else.
- She's a huge fan of classic rock, and has a CD collection and CD player on her bunk.
- Loves canoeing with the nymphs even though she sucks at it.
((Tess has definitely been at camp for a while, perhaps she could give them a tour?))
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Name: Wren Collins
Age: 18
Race: Half-blood, Scandinavian
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Wren has never bothered with a sexuality and finds gender irrelevant
Appearance: Fairly tall, standing at almost 5’9, Wren otherwise goes against both her divine and earthly roots: she is merely toned and rocks little to no muscles. Instead she is very skinny and with small features - her hands and feet are that of a child’s and she is generally underweight. As such, Wren doesn’t have any womanly features and sports a breastless chest and slim hips. Her hair often saves her from being mistaken as a 12-year old boy, as it goes all the way down her waist. It is a cold ash blond, and she has it styled in a messy bang with a few lighter reflexes. Her complexion is fair and pale, brows dark and fury, and her eyes hazel. They tend to appear almost black, and big, giving the impression of a watchful deer. Wren has a gap between her front teeth and several birthmarks scattered across her face and body.
Personality: Wren is a wolf dressed in sheep clothes - her doll like face and fragile body defiantly can’t keep up with her fierce temper and constant irritation. She cares very little for other people and certainly not herself either - actually, Wren is very passive. She always sticks to her opinions and has her own (somewhat twisted) moral compass which she follows without question. Wren rarely voices her thoughts, though, and when things turns personal she becomes cold and aloof. She can’t hide if another peer is a bother to her, but is otherwise hard to read and even harder to understand. Like her father, Wren is proud to the point of arrogance; to make herself as bulletproof as possible, she spends most of her spare time trying to educate herself to avoid failure. She fears humiliation and to see her solitude turn to loneliness. While Wren was very popular in school, mostly due to her looks, she had no friends. She was usually compared to an ice queen, being cold and calculating - Wren’s dark and somewhat dry humour weren’t to much help either. Her lack of physical strength is redeemed by her sharp wits and tongue, and she is prone to verbal abuse. On the bright side, Wren values good manners, creativity and curiosity above anything else.
She has yet to realize it, but Wren has sadistic and masochistic tendencies.
Her father is (surprise) Ares.
Wren knows little of her mother and grew up at her aunt’s cottage in Southern England.
Trivia
-Wren is big on all living creatures - especially apex predators, like sharks, and animals that other people finds scary or unappealing. She owns a tarantula called Thai. Dinosaurs are a hit for her, too.
-She loves video games. If they aren’t mostly story based, then the more violence the better. Puzzles and quizzes are also entertaining on a Saturday night.
-While small, Wren has a high alcohol tolerance.
-She smokes too. But only at parties!
-Her outfits usually consists of dark, loosely-fit jeans or short skirts and knee high socks (with a pair of fitting stockings underneath, of course) with a big sweater or hoodie. She dislikes tight sitting clothes and is a little too fond of leather.
-Sunglasses is a turn-off for Wren, and she prefers to be able to keep eye contact with the person she speaks with.
-Hates math and absolutely sucks at it.
-Reads all the time and is a sucker for tragedy, mystery and “all the heavy, psychological stuff u’know”. But she rarely mentions her books, as they are a personal treasure to her.
-Wren doesn't dwell in the past and is always moving forward. She easily forgives people - whenever trouble occurs, Wren usually watches the entire situation through from a third point of view. For there, she lets pure logic settle things.
-Pushy people still manages to grind her gears, however..
-Owns a big plushie collection.
-Her luck to be born into a wealthy family, as she is a snob when it comes to clothes and food alike.
-Has never been in love, and doesn't believe in it. To her it is nothing but hormones and chemicals, somethings which she finds herself above. There is probably some truth in that.
-Can't throw a ball to save her life.
-Can't cook. In case she does anyway, don't eat whatever she serves.
-Sees Artemis as her idol
Name: Aglaia (usually shortened to Aglais) Svealand. He is sometimes nicknamed Kelpie as a nod to his ironic heritage.
Age: Compared to a regular human, Aglaia has almost outlived his life - but as a centaur he has merely reached adulthood.
Race: Centaur/nymph cross
Gender: Stallion
Sexuality: A bit of a womanizer, but Aglaia seems more than keen on his male counterparts, too
Appearance: At 15.1 hands tall, with a coal black coat and slanting shoulders, Aglaia is a majestic sight. His legs are lean, somewhat muscular, with feathered fetlocks and solid hooves that can go restlessly for hours. He has a flowing tail that always comes brushing after him, if the wind is not playing with it; he has a very elegant gait with smooth movements. His mother’s genetics has adorned him with the beautiful face and body of a nymph - however, he is significantly more feminine than masculine in his humane features. Aglaia’s long, pitch-black hair has bangs parted to each side of his face. It is very smooth to touch and it shines just like his tail does.
Aglaia has big, dark eyes, with monolid eyelids and long lashes- They always seems a little sorrowful. His nose is small and sharp, and he has two birthmarks on his right chin, at the corner of his mouth. His complexion is fair and pale.
Clothing: Aglaia doesn't wear regular human clothes - why would he?
Point aside, Aglaia's attire consists of somethings that resembles a breast collar and hame, made out of black leather and fitting suspenders crossed over his chest. When he feels really fancy, he wears silver pauldrons too. Rarely he dresses in soft silks and rayon, which really makes him resemble his mother.
He prefers to be completely without clothes, something which he can't really outlive at the camp.
Personality: Like a Russian doll, Aglaia is full of himself. Overly confident, nothing in world would ever be able to convince him that he is not the most gorgeous being on the face of the Earth, despite the frequent mockery caused by his girly face. He doesn’t express this directly, being aware that his selfish exterior would turn people away, but those around him are quick to catch onto his attitude. Frankly, it is not unlikely to see Aglaia absorbed in his own reflection or admiring his coat.
Lucky or Aglaia, there is more to him that just his looks. He is very sensitive towards other people’s feelings, but is awkward with his owns and often causes more trouble than good when trying to comfort his friends. He is a lot more humane than his reputation suggests, and are rarely caught frustrated or off-guard. Far from anti-social, Aglaia greatly wishes for close friends and company. When he is by himself, he is too occupied with his own thoughts and troubles, which he tries to avoid. Aglaia respects those he deems worthy and enjoys long conversations and to hear of other people’s stories and lives.
His father is a white centaur of a huge frame, placed highly in the pecking order and determining the behavior of the herd. As a young adult he remained on the fringe of his father’s herd, occasionally by some of the lesser bands. As of lately he has started to leave out his father’s territory behind. His mother is a nymph.
Trivia
-Aglaia is named after his mother. He knows almost nothing of her, but he respects her deeply. The two have never met in person
-Unlike most centaurs, he is fond of dogs
-Is a vegetarian
-If he is uncertain if he is going to win, chances are that Aglaia won’t partake to begin with
-Hates to find himself standing still and is always on the move, searching for new ways to enrich his everyday life
-Aglaia rarely drinks and is ashamed of his centaur ancestors
Name: Wren Collins
Age: 18
Race: Half-blood, Scandinavian
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Wren has never bothered with a sexuality and finds gender irrelevant
Appearance: Fairly tall, standing at almost 5’9, Wren otherwise goes against both her divine and earthly roots: she is merely toned and rocks little to no muscles. Instead she is very skinny and with small features - her hands and feet are that of a child’s and she is generally underweight. As such, Wren doesn’t have any womanly features and sports a breastless chest and slim hips. Her hair often saves her from being mistaken as a 12-year old boy, as it goes all the way down her waist. It is a cold ash blond, and she has it styled in a messy bang with a few lighter reflexes. Her complexion is fair and pale, brows dark and fury, and her eyes hazel. They tend to appear almost black, and big, giving the impression of a watchful deer. Wren has a gap between her front teeth and several birthmarks scattered across her face and body.
Personality: Wren is a wolf dressed in sheep clothes - her doll like face and fragile body defiantly can’t keep up with her fierce temper and constant irritation. She cares very little for other people and certainly not herself either - actually, Wren is very passive. She always sticks to her opinions and has her own (somewhat twisted) moral compass which she follows without question. Wren rarely voices her thoughts, though, and when things turns personal she becomes cold and aloof. She can’t hide if another peer is a bother to her, but is otherwise hard to read and even harder to understand. Like her father, Wren is proud to the point of arrogance; to make herself as bulletproof as possible, she spends most of her spare time trying to educate herself to avoid failure. She fears humiliation and to see her solitude turn to loneliness. While Wren was very popular in school, mostly due to her looks, she had no friends. She was usually compared to an ice queen, being cold and calculating - Wren’s dark and somewhat dry humour weren’t to much help either. Her lack of physical strength is redeemed by her sharp wits and tongue, and she is prone to verbal abuse. On the bright side, Wren values good manners, creativity and curiosity above anything else.
She has yet to realize it, but Wren has sadistic and masochistic tendencies.
Her father is (surprise) Ares.
Wren knows little of her mother and grew up at her aunt’s cottage in Southern England.
Trivia
-Wren is big on all living creatures - especially apex predators, like sharks, and animals that other people finds scary or unappealing. She owns a tarantula called Thai. Dinosaurs are a hit for her, too.
-She loves video games. If they aren’t mostly story based, then the more violence the better. Puzzles and quizzes are also entertaining on a Saturday night.
-While small, Wren has a high alcohol tolerance.
-She smokes too. But only at parties!
-Her outfits usually consists of dark, loosely-fit jeans or short skirts and knee high socks (with a pair of fitting stockings underneath, of course) with a big sweater or hoodie. She dislikes tight sitting clothes and is a little too fond of leather.
-Sunglasses is a turn-off for Wren, and she prefers to be able to keep eye contact with the person she speaks with.
-Hates math and absolutely sucks at it.
-Reads all the time and is a sucker for tragedy, mystery and “all the heavy, psychological stuff u’know”. But she rarely mentions her books, as they are a personal treasure to her.
-Wren doesn't dwell in the past and is always moving forward. She easily forgives people - whenever trouble occurs, Wren usually watches the entire situation through from a third point of view. For there, she lets pure logic settle things.
-Pushy people still manages to grind her gears, however..
-Owns a big plushie collection.
-Her luck to be born into a wealthy family, as she is a snob when it comes to clothes and food alike.
-Has never been in love, and doesn't believe in it. To her it is nothing but hormones and chemicals, somethings which she finds herself above. There is probably some truth in that.
-Can't throw a ball to save her life.
-Can't cook. In case she does anyway, don't eat whatever she serves.
-Sees Artemis as her idol
Name: Aglaia (usually shortened to Aglais) Svealand. He is sometimes nicknamed Kelpie as a nod to his ironic heritage.
Age: Compared to a regular human, Aglaia has almost outlived his life - but as a centaur he has merely reached adulthood.
Race: Centaur/nymph cross
Gender: Stallion
Sexuality: A bit of a womanizer, but Aglaia seems more than keen on his male counterparts, too
Appearance: At 15.1 hands tall, with a coal black coat and slanting shoulders, Aglaia is a majestic sight. His legs are lean, somewhat muscular, with feathered fetlocks and solid hooves that can go restlessly for hours. He has a flowing tail that always comes brushing after him, if the wind is not playing with it; he has a very elegant gait with smooth movements. His mother’s genetics has adorned him with the beautiful face and body of a nymph - however, he is significantly more feminine than masculine in his humane features. Aglaia’s long, pitch-black hair has bangs parted to each side of his face. It is very smooth to touch and it shines just like his tail does.
Aglaia has big, dark eyes, with monolid eyelids and long lashes- They always seems a little sorrowful. His nose is small and sharp, and he has two birthmarks on his right chin, at the corner of his mouth. His complexion is fair and pale.
Clothing: Aglaia doesn't wear regular human clothes - why would he?
Point aside, Aglaia's attire consists of somethings that resembles a breast collar and hame, made out of black leather and fitting suspenders crossed over his chest. When he feels really fancy, he wears silver pauldrons too. Rarely he dresses in soft silks and rayon, which really makes him resemble his mother.
He prefers to be completely without clothes, something which he can't really outlive at the camp.
Personality: Like a Russian doll, Aglaia is full of himself. Overly confident, nothing in world would ever be able to convince him that he is not the most gorgeous being on the face of the Earth, despite the frequent mockery caused by his girly face. He doesn’t express this directly, being aware that his selfish exterior would turn people away, but those around him are quick to catch onto his attitude. Frankly, it is not unlikely to see Aglaia absorbed in his own reflection or admiring his coat.
Lucky or Aglaia, there is more to him that just his looks. He is very sensitive towards other people’s feelings, but is awkward with his owns and often causes more trouble than good when trying to comfort his friends. He is a lot more humane than his reputation suggests, and are rarely caught frustrated or off-guard. Far from anti-social, Aglaia greatly wishes for close friends and company. When he is by himself, he is too occupied with his own thoughts and troubles, which he tries to avoid. Aglaia respects those he deems worthy and enjoys long conversations and to hear of other people’s stories and lives.
His father is a white centaur of a huge frame, placed highly in the pecking order and determining the behavior of the herd. As a young adult he remained on the fringe of his father’s herd, occasionally by some of the lesser bands. As of lately he has started to leave out his father’s territory behind. His mother is a nymph.
Trivia
-Aglaia is named after his mother. He knows almost nothing of her, but he respects her deeply. The two have never met in person
-Unlike most centaurs, he is fond of dogs
-Is a vegetarian
-If he is uncertain if he is going to win, chances are that Aglaia won’t partake to begin with
-Hates to find himself standing still and is always on the move, searching for new ways to enrich his everyday life
-Aglaia rarely drinks and is ashamed of his centaur ancestors
Ah so hmm, unfortunately my life suddenly had a blurb of business, and I'm going to have to opt out of this roleplay. Sorry for any inconveniences! And thanks for the small opportunity <:
Ah so hmm, unfortunately my life suddenly had a blurb of business, and I'm going to have to opt out of this roleplay. Sorry for any inconveniences! And thanks for the small opportunity <:
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Alpine so sorry!! ;-; good luck!
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Alpine so sorry!! ;-; good luck!
(Back! We can finally start lol. Bye @
Alpine !)
(Back! We can finally start lol. Bye @
Alpine !)
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Alpine
Oh no! Gl with life! It was great having you even if for a brief time :)
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kellkatt
Ooo yay! I'm so excited :3
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Alpine
Oh no! Gl with life! It was great having you even if for a brief time :)
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kellkatt
Ooo yay! I'm so excited :3
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vernon | 22 | libra | any pronouns
+ 3 FR Time | when I'm not crying over college work I like to draw things and rp
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kellcat should have the honors of starting. :^) ))
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kellcat should have the honors of starting. :^) ))
