Realistic or Modern BROWN/STONE: A Demigod Roleplay --[CS]--

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CLOSED SIGN UPS

CREATING THE CAST​

The Process of Selection:

• Do not add more or less sections from the CS.
  • If I abstained from putting something, it's for a reason. (make your case in DM if you really insist)
• You may propose up to 5 characters for the first round of selection, but only one or two will be accepted for immediate IC introduction.
  • Multiple characters are allowed.
  • NPCs are allowed and require a very simple CS (name, appearance, description)
• The only face claims allowed are 1) description 2) Realistic (art/real life)
• No offsprings of Titans and Primordials are permitted yet.

Spoiler: CS Skeleton

[b]Name:[/b] (whatever your character calls himself in the new world)

[b]Date of Birth:[/b] (the rp starts in 2018, age is bound to change but not birth year! - Your character should be between 16 and 23, the age of an undergraduate in Canada, some exception allowed if well justified.)

[b]Mythological Lineage[/b]: (Tell me which God is their father/mother, or what heroic lineage they have - beginning of rp is exclusively Greek Pantheon. Mix Lineage, aka 2nd generation is allowed but not 'stronger' than a direct lineage from the Gods).

[b]Appearance:[/b] (description required, face claim optional)

[b]Backstory:[/b] (6 to 20 paragraphs - be concise, accurate, and creative...The backstory is perhaps the most important foundation of your CS so really work on it. Please include the names or every direct family - mother, father, siblings, etc. )

[b]Personality:[/b] (MBTI is optional; describe your characters complex nature)

[b]Skills:[/b] 

[b]Strengths:[/b] (Physiologically, Behaviourally, & Mentally)

[b]Weaknesses:[/b] (Physiologically, Behaviourally, & Mentally)

[b]Powers:[/b] (May be original or inspired from other sources. Please take note that they will not access that power until IC test is passed)
[LIST][*]Cost
[*]Effect
[*]Range
[*]Damage
[*]Modifications/Notes[/LIST]

[b]Pre-Existing Relationships:[/b] (Optional, if your character is involved with any other character, please enumerate them here)

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It is not first come first serve.

The characters will be handpicked by me. There are no need for reservation since you could apply for the same godly parent. I’ll choose the best of CS based on 1) quality 2) how they fit with other characters.

Choose wisely! You can propose up to 5 characters to increase your chances of having at least one character accepted!

Characters Accepted

• Jason Alder, Son of Zeus by D d1uni5ys24si3o
• Rosaleen Quinn, Daughter of Aphrodite by Ladyvix
• Dimitris Quinn, Son of Aphrodite by Ladyvix
• Anais Daye, Daughter of Demeter by erzulie
• Willow Labelle, Daughter of Poseidon by Maree
• Vivian Clarke Russell, Daughter of Poseidon by Feyrie
• Bai Wen Yan, Son of Caerus by Feyrie
• Violet McCrae, Daughter of Hephaestus by Kiroshiven
• Maximus McMillan, Son of a Gun by Kiroshiven
• Nolan Raven Abner, Son of Ares by Shadow

 

[d1uni5ys24si3o]

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Name: Jason Alder

Date of Birth: July 23rd, 1999

Mythological Lineage: Zeus

Appearance:
Jason has fair skin, dark brown hair and light green eyes. He has a diamond-shaped face with a sharp jawline. He has a straight nose, a prominent chin and full eyebrows. He has full lips, an enchanting pearly white smile and a bit of facial hair to make him look older than he seems. Overall, Jason gives off that baby face too-nice kinda look, but with time and exercise, his body tells a whole different story.

Jason is a muscular guy with a tight ass. He puts little efforts to keep himself in shape. He is constantly working with his hands, with his raw strength and that apparently is more than enough to keep him going. This lack of ‘care’ is balanced out nicely with good life habits. He doesn’t eat crap such as McDonald as often it tastes like paper to him. He’s tastes buds are quite picky. Jason measures 6’3ft and weights in the averages. He has broad shoulders, pale freckles over his cheeks and shoulders. He has calloused hands from a life of working in the farm.

Lastly, he has a small tattoo on his chest with “On My Honor…” written.

FC: Michael Yerger

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Personality:
MBTI Score: ESFJ-A
There is no hiding, Jason is quite popular. No matter where he goes, no matter where he is… People approach him. Back in high school, he was the popular athlete and surprising musical protagonist, he often took the spotlight and lead his teams to victory and fame. Also, Jason enjoys being there for his friends and loved ones. He enjoys social gatherings where everyone is smiling and laughing. He is a social creature who will stay up to date with what his friends are doing.

He doesn’t bother with all the big political debates, arguments, and that academic bla bla (as he call it). He is more down to earth. He likes talking about the stuff in the daily life, what the dog did or the latest product in the market. Don’t get him wrong! He might enjoy those discussions once in a while, but it doesn’t interest him for long. He’d much rather focus on the practical matters (and sometimes the gossip).

When it comes to taking up responsibilities, Jason takes it seriously and will get the job done correctly. He bases his morals on his traditional upbringing. You know, law is law. He doesn’t dwell too much with the gray zone of morality. He will find it extremely difficult sometimes to remember that he doesn’t hold absolute truth, that people come from very different backgrounds.

Jason loves the idea of being helpful and to use his time in a meaningful way, so long as he knows that he is valued and appreciated. He is loyal and devoted as a son, a brother, and as a friend. He has great respect for elders and hierarchies, and he does his best to position himself with some authority. It allows him to keep things clear, stable, and organized for himself and others.

Supportive, outgoing, the dancing man on the table… Jason loves chatting and laughing. He remembers the little details of things often taken for granted. Just sitting down with someone, talking about nothing and everything. That warmth, that sensitivity… He most probably will remember it. He is very in tune with the atmosphere in the room and he will try to restore any harmony if tension rises. He doesn’t like disorder and that is why he doesn’t mind spending a lot of his energy trying to establish order. Because of that nature, he is a careful planner and puts quite a lot of efforts into activities he arranges. It does get him easily hurt though if someone doesn’t appreciate it.

So, overall, his biggest challenge is coming to terms with the idea that he most probably will not always have it his way and might be criticized more than once. He is a role model to many and shouldn’t get hung up by the idea of being liked by everyone.

Skills:
Bodily-Kinesthetic: hockey & baseball
Linguistic: reading.
Mathematical: Advanced Mathematics
Social: work in team, leadership responsibilities, etc.
Musical: acting, singing, etc.
Nature: hunting (with rifle), manual labor at farms, etc.

Strengths:
Mental & Behavioural: Communicates well, strong sense of duty, very loyal, warm and sensitive, and practical for day to day tasks, leadership.
Physiological: strong arms and grip, tough skin, high pain tolerance.

Weaknesses:
Mental & Behavioural: Dyslexia, ADHD, Inflexible, doesn’t like being in the bottom of the food chain, sensitive to criticism, too selfless, reluctant to be different…
Physiological: Surgery on Shoulder (Rotator Cuff Tears), Prone to Sprains, etc.

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Backstory:
Be kind. Don’t whine. Be tough.

That’s the Yerger way of life. Jason was born in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, to Richard Alder, a local farmer, and Stacey Alder (born Ross), a school counsellor. He lived on the family’s farm with his younger siblings, Debby (born 2006) and Charlotte (born 2010).

Born into a conservative household, Jason was homeschooled and disciplined within a rigid, yet loving family-oriented lifestyle. Home-school did kind of remove him from growing up with others in elementary and middle school. It was hard to be like other kids of the neighborhood or make friends. Thankfully, he finally got a little sister to play with and he had extra-curricular activities to meet non-family members. Although, nothing replaced family time to him.

That being said, the surprise and sadness that came to Jason when he learned that Richard wasn’t his biological father was devastating. It felt like the end of the world for the 10 year old boy. Thankfully, that news basically came with Richard asking the young boy if he accepts him as an adoptive father. To say the least, it was a big yes and emotional moment for them all.

His life from there went really well. He worked at the farm on a regular basis, attended high school where he was a member of the baseball team, the hockey team and surprisingly enough the musical as well. That little hidden artists inside of him often shone from time to time. He is just a bit shy to show that side of him. Unlike playing ball, being artistic in a small town high school was kind of weird for most. The teasing wasn’t really fun but he learned to live with it. His teammates supported him even if they teased him a bit too much at time.

Now, at 19 years of age, it was time for him to leave the home nest. He could have chosen so many different types of programs, universities, all of which could be home… But, a strange encounter made him make the oddest life decision ever. He chose to move to the east of Canada in the biggest city. He was far from being a city boy, he didn't’ like the city that much. Yet, he chose to go there to his parents surprise.

He enrolled in the agricultural engineering program and moved out in late August for the new fall semester. He works during graveyard shifts at The Home Depot to cover the major expenses of his move.

Pre-Existing Relationships: NONE.

Powers:
Air Manipulation
The user can create, shape, and manipulate air defined as the invisible gaseous substance surrounding the earth, a mixture mainly of oxygen and nitrogen. The effect can range from the immediate surrounding to as far as the eye can see. Damage can also range depending on the purpose of the manipulation. If the purpose is to transport, no damage is intended. If the purpose is to attack, the damage can range from bludgeoning to piercing. More often than not tho, it is impossible to kill someone directly with this power unless it causes a major TBI.

With enough knowledge, Jason could eventually control weather at will by modifying the temperature and pressure of air. He might be able to select specific composites of the air to asphyxiate opponents or purify it, etc.

He controls an essential to human life and that comes with a price. The higher the impact, the more complicated it becomes and the more chaotic the consequences. He can easily lose control and get caught in his own storm which can turn out deadly. The amount of focus and emotional stability needed requires a lot of training as well.

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Dio sucks

 

[Ladyvix]

Name: Rosaleen and Dimitris, Quinn

Date of Birth: August 30th, 1999; Virgo

Mythological Lineage: Aphrodite's twins

Appearance: With hair that is platinum beyond blond, which people believe they have died. Skin that is pale and fair, that people believe they had work on. With eyes crystal blue, where people believe they have colored contacts in. Both Rosaleen and Dimitris have been born like this, with rather average height for their gender; Rosaleen at a fair 5 feet 5 inches and Dimitris not too much taller at a 5 feet 8 inches. They both sport rather fit bodies, not very athletic, but in shape and slim. Rosaleen has a curvy body with a fit stomach and a nice bust size and waist line. Dimitris has a slim looking body, but the outline of muscles can be seen if he were to take off his shirt.

Both twins have what people believe are sculpted faces, with thick brows and lips. Long eyelashes are on both twins and their nose fits the shape of their face, not to big and not too small. It was as if the twins were sculpted out of marble. Dimitris keeps his hair a little longer than most, but that is only for styling purposes where he can comb it back, the undercut is shaved though. Rosaleen keeps her hair at medium length, right below her shoulders.

Backstory: Rosaleen and Dimitris grew up with their father Sean Quinn. Their mother was never present in their life and whenever they would bring up the subject to their father he would only say that she was a wonderful woman. There was actually only one photo of her in the house, which happens to be the photo that the twins had copies made of and now keep in the back of their phone cases. They always thought the worst happened to their mother because of how their father dodged the question and then immediately asked them on things that were going on in their life. Their father was very caring and rather doting, it was always a question how he had enough money for the twins and the house they lived in. Though the house was a single floor home, where the twins shared a room, and their father had his own room as well. All else that was in the house was a kitchen, den, and a single bathroom. That bathroom was war grounds in the morning between the twins. Their father never did share how he got the money, but then again their father was secretive about a lot of things. Things they could never ask him and they certainly would never pry from him. They believed that their father was under enough pressure, raising the both of them and all, so asking him was out of the picture.

Till the twins turned 9, they would fight with one another constantly. They would often say that the other was getting more things than the other, or that they had nicer thing and such. This was of course untrue, for their father would make sure the twins got everything equally. It was his way of trying to keep them connected together that seemed to backfire, though he never seemed to know quite why. Once the twins turned 9, about a month after their birthday their father came home differently than usual. He seemed almost depressed, something the twins had never even seen before. They did the best they could to cheer up their father, working together and everything. Their father had never seen them really working together as well until that day and even cracked a smile after the endeavor. The twins were very happy that they learned that they could cheer up the one thing truly precious to them. After that day the twins made a pinky promise pack with one another to help around the house a whole lot more and make it so that their father never looked like that again. This also included that they would suck up the hard times and talk to one another a whole lot more. This made home a whole lot more peaceful and the twins' bond a hundred times stronger. They were together for the cause of their father and that turned into a bond for each other.

When the twins were freshman in high school they had already had quite the reputation, not only were they fraternal twins, but they were also almost albino. Something you don't exactly see everyday. Most people didn't talk to them directly, though they heard the gossip quite a lot. Stuff like how they were perfect or even the most beautiful people they have ever seen. This popularity spread very fast and instantly got them invited to a whole lot of parties. At first the twins refused all invitations, but as time went on their curiosity beat them out and they started to attend parties. They needless to say became quite addicted to going out and enjoyed themselves. They made personas for themselves even and became a whole lot social, though their social circle was always just the two of them. Rosaleen became a loud party girl and Dimitris became a flirty mystery boy. Something they weren't, but had fun being regardless. It was like they put on a mask in front of everyone else except their family, as if they never worthy enough to know how the twins actually were like.

Considering the amount of parties the twins attended they became famous in a different way over time. When they hit Sophmores, Rosaleen became the number one target for most boys in the school and the only way to get to her was through Dimitris. This resulted in Dimitris trumping out a lot of guys and becoming rather athletic in the process. After all in order to get to Rosaleen they had to beat Dimitris at something like darts, football and other stupid things. Though Dimitris was pretty athletic he couldn't really beat a lot of the top athletes and often challenged them to things related to literature, which of course Dimitris won. Dimitris was a bit of a romantic in that he could recite a few lines from Shakespeare and was the top Literature student in the school. Rosaleen would often laugh at all the ridiculous challenges that happened and became a buff in something more fun to her, ancient history and well mythology more specifically. She became obsessed with Greek mythology to be specific, it was always fun to hear about the multiple gods and goddesses. Often time the twins would read together about the myths, Dimitris loved to portray ridiculous voices, whilst Rosaleen explained the myth to him.

Since Rosaleen was popular with the guys, Dimitris also became quite popular with the girls. There was a huge difference with how girls would try to get to Dimitris rather than how guys got to Rosaleen. Often times it was trying to look prettier than Roslaeen, which would almost always backfire, but other times it would be trying to win him over with poetry if they could. Leaving a note in the locker for him and such, but unfortunately Rosaleen never let Dimitris read them and then tore up the piece. She would never let anyone try to take her brother without proving how truly worthy they were to her. In fact one girl was so brave to insult Rosaleen in one poem, this girl was shunned the next day by the entire school. Rosaleen had used her connections within the school through the boys to get this girl in social hell. It was a testament on how you never messed with one twin to get to the other.

The twins had one major problem going for them in school, their grades. See in literature and history they were fine, but when it came to math and science they struggled. Both twins had a hard time reading number and confusing them for other numbers, almost like a type of dyslexia. It was so ridiculously bad for the twins that they constantly had to take redial courses, that people chalked up to the teachers being jealous of how pretty the twins looked. Regardless of what happened, the twins could never truly graduate without them passing the courses and ultimately dropped out of high school. They left it all behind in junior year, telling no one and just disappearing. Since they went to a school a bit away from their home no one knew where they lived and couldn't really track them. The twins still received invites, people thought that they were probably moved to another town or something. The twins actually took up local jobs and helped support their father at home best they could. Rosaleen became a cashier at a department store and Dimitris became an assistant to a local landscaper. It took their father a month to find out that they dropped out and found jobs, ones he made both of them quit immediately.

Disgruntled at how they were forced to quite their jobs, the twins did whatever they could to help out extra around the house, they even went out a lot more to parties and even came back drunk a couple nights. It was at this point they they got into social media heavily, twitter, instagram, facebook, tumblr; name it and they were on there. On instagram the twins shared an account, posting pictures of both of them only, never one without the other. They became pretty famous that people started to call them instagram models. The twins gained so much popularity that they got a few messages about offers for modeling, the "agents" talked about bone structure and how rare they were, but they would never take the whole package that was both of them. That is until they met Arthur, whom became their manager for catalog modeling when they turned 18. Their father actually approved of them modeling, happy they weren't doing anything that stressed them too far. They actually made a promise to stop as soon as things became stressful, a deal they keep up with their father to this day.

Personality: Both Rosaleen and Dimitris act in similar ways, true to being twins. Both of the Quinns are very extroverted, wanting to social and party to the maximum. Since neither twin can host a party in their home they always would seek out one. Since the twins always went out together, they made a scene when they would enter a party. Rosleen would usually announce their arrival and Dimitris would wink anyone who was awe struck. So basically they loved to be the center of attention, and they were pretty arrogant. That is how they acted around their peers and well strangers. In fact the twins were voted most likely to succeed in their middle school yearbook and then proceeded to sign any copy as if it was their autograph. Regardless of how popular they were, they were friends with two people in total; otherwise the twins were very secretive.

Rosaleen would always associate herself their childhood friend Meena. Though Meena had a huge crush on Dimitris, Rosaleen would tell her nothing and even divert her attention a lot when they would talk to one another. In a lot of cases Rosaleen would actively try to keep Meena from Dimitris. Ironically Dimitris would do the same with his best friend Rodger. This showed how attached they were to each other and how protective of the other they are. In fact their standards are set so high for the other that they won't let anyone else near the other. The only exception is if the other twin calls them off for the reason of "true love".

At home the twins are two completely different people, they can be more of their family self. Rosaleen is like a mother caring for their father, or at least the best she can. She repays Sean by cooking and cleaning whenever she can, like a stay at home mom, even dressing their father appropriately for interviews and work. She is a ball of optimism when it comes to their father and the most caring woman someone might see. Dimitris is the same, but in different ways. Dimitiris becomes a slight repair man around the house, always trying to help out when something is broken, or something needs to be rewired. He even will sew sometimes as well to help with broken buttons and zippers. Both of them are a constant matchmaker for their father, trying to hook him up with someone perfect for their standards. It's hard for them, since they still haven't met anyone like that yet, but their father isn't interested in love anyone which satisfies all parties.

The twins act similar with each other as towards their father. They are very caring and accommodating, though when they were younger they constantly fought with one another. Once the twins started to help out their father they realized that fighting with one another would only hurt their family and got closer as a result. Before they were just seen as twins, but now the two are inseparable and even their goals match one another as well, and all of it free of will. Hell Rosaleen dresses Dimitris in the morning and vice versa, so so they can look their best. They heavily rely on one another and don't reciprocate the kind of trust on anyone, but their father.

If either of the twin is hurt by anything, physically or mentally, the other twin would be vengeful. For how caring the both of them are, they keep grudges and will exact revenge as they see fit. One time in 3rd grade, Dimitris was bullied for his pale skin and how girly he looked. Rosaleen took action immediately and decided to show them how looks didn't mean they were weak. She ended up pushing the two bullies down a hill and then got two of their classmates to pet the boys with dodge balls. Forgiveness is very rare in the Quinn family, their mother probably gave them that rather than their father.

Skills:
Cooking: Rosaleen is well versed in cooking, but can't bake for her life, Dimitris can bake rather well actually.

Handy work: Dimitris can fix quite a bit, but sometime Roslaeen needs to help out with the explaining part.

Social skills: Both twins know just how to talk to anyone by just speaking with them for a bit. Sometimes it can even be seen as manipulating them.

Swimming: Though both twins are sort of athletic they never really top enough to get onto a team, still they both loved swimming and even were some of the fastest at the public pool.
Strengths:
Languages: Both twins are well versed with literature and know one other language besides English each. Dimitris knows French and Rosaleen knows Greek.

People Readers: The twins pick up very easily to what people want from them, and what they are trying to get out of others. They use their awareness of body language and the tones that people speak to one another with and determine it from there.

Looking Good: The twins can literally use their looks as charms of getting out of bad situations, the perks of being good looking?
Weaknesses:
Physique: Though both twins are fit, they aren't too strong or anything, leaving them rather physically average rather than strong or weak.

Family: Both twins value their father very much and usually break down if anything happens to him. This often will leave their judgement impaired and they will become very irrational and make stupid decisions.

Stubborn: Both twins are avidly stubborn and neither can knock the other off an obsession or kick of a sort. This often has gotten them into situations where the other gets karma'd in the face and sometimes literally had them hurting themself.

Dyscalculia: Both twins suffer from this, which is a learning disability where they have difficulty in learning or comprehending arithmetic, such as difficulty in understanding numbers, learning how to manipulate numbers, and learning facts in mathematics. This makes it hard to manage money for both the twins, having to rely on having cards rather than cash on them at all times. This is basically dyslexia for mathematics.
Powers:

Shapeshifting

• Changing the user's appearance to fit an image in their heads.
• The user is then stuck in that form for 8 hours, unable to shift back and forth unless exerting extra force. If extra force is used to shift, the user will immediately tire themselves to exhaustion and collapse.
• This effects only the physical body, not clothes, not the voice of the user, and no changed in height or weight can be made using this ability.
• This ability can only be used on the user.
• Much like how Aphrodite was about to make others beautiful, her child can use this ability to alter themselves for a short moment, only for them to realize that they are already the most beautiful and Aphrodite's rage will be bestowed on them for trying to change the image she sculpted for her children.

Siren Song

• A song in a tune that entrances others to follow the tune.
• The users loose their voice for 8 hours after using the song, due to the high pitches required to hit the entrancing zones.
• The song can reach the ears 500 feet away due to the high pitches used, this range is the pique of the ability and those hard of hearing do not react to this ability.
• This ability takes away all cognitive thought away from the listeners and turns them into zombies of the entranced kind.
• This song can only be used to lure people places, it does not affect animals, and it also does not make the effected to anything else but seek out the song.
• Aphrodite was revered for domain over love songs and poetry, her children have found a way to harness that into a new form of love song.

Matchmaker

• Playing matchmaker and making another person infatuated with another just by the touch of a child of Aphrodite.
• The user of this ability can activate this ability on themselves by accident if not paying attention to their own feelings. This ability can possibly back fire and make the effected infatuated with the user rather than another. The user can not intentionally make the effected infatuated with the user, and this ability can not be used on another child of Aphrodite.
• This ability only works when a child touches another person with the intention of using the ability. If the user is thinking about the target of the ability in a romantic way it can back fire on them and make them infatuated instead of hooking their target up. If the user uses the ability to get rid of someone infatuated with the user it can backfire on the user making the target even more infatuated with the user.
• The type of touch used for the ability can affect how long the matchmaking lasts.
  • Just a touch or tap - The target of the ability develops a crush on the person the user thinks of the time they are match making them. This lasts 12 hours.
  • A hug or any type of embrace - The target of the ability falls in love with the person the user thinks of the time they are match making them. This type of love forces the target to confuse before the time of the ability expires. This lasts 8 hours.
  • Any type of kiss or intimate action - The target of the ability becomes obsessed with the person the user thinks of the time they are match making them. This level obsession can develop into stalking and high levels of perversion depending on the amount of control the user has at the time. This lasts 4 - 12 hours, depending on how intimate the action used to activate the ability.
• The target of the ability can remember their feelings vividly after time expires on the ability.
• Only the other child of Aphrodite can end the ability by activating the ability on a higher level on the same target.
• Aphrodite is the goddess of love, beauty, pleasure, and procreation, match making was her favorite thing to do to pass the time. It is like her own little romance drama show that she directs.

Pre-Existing Relationships: Their father Sean and manager Arthur

 

[erzulie]

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Anaïs Daye​

Name:
Anais Renè Daye

Date of Birth:
May 4th, 1997

Mythological Lineage
Demeter

Appearance:
Anaïs has light brown skin that can be described as tawny. Thanks to her heritage and skin care routine, not only is it blemish free but it has a certain glow to it as well. She has large black hair that she both love and hates. The locks are soft and loosely curled. Anaïs has broken many combs while trying to tame her wild hair. She usually just lets it hang free most days. Anaïs has full eyebrows that are naturally arched. Her eyes are black in color and soulful. Some feel as if she’s looking right through them. Her lips are full and a darkish pink color.

Standing at 5’7 Anais is tall for her age. She weighs around 140lbs. Her body is a little on the thicker size with her wide hips, slightly smaller waist and medium sized bust.

Backstory:
The beginning
It all began in a local bar in Omaha, Nebraska on a warm Saturday night. Locals swarmed into one of their few bars The Single Barrel. Gage Daye was no different from townsfolk. He sat in a booth with his friends, they talked and fooled around like normal. Each of them giving the group a summary of what had been going on in their lives. His own summary was boring, he’d talked of his Great Dane Blue and his farm animals and crops. This went on for a while until he had gotten a good look at a dark-haired beauty sitting at the bar. Before he knew it Gage had risen and made his way over, his friends cheered him on from the booth.

And like that the two of seemed to hit it off. She’d told him that her name was Demetria and she was visiting. The two of them kept in touch after that night. They spoke regularly and she would visit his ranch. For some reason she seemed interested in his farm and so he took her own a tour. Gage’s crops thrived whenever she was around but he just chalked it up as good weather of fertilizer. The two of them began to date, she never talked about herself much but at that time Gage was blinded by his feeling to notice that something was off about her.

Days went by and they became closer and soon they were intimate. The couple was surprised when Demetria began pregnant, but it was a pleasant surprise. They prepared for the baby, Gage turned his mancave into a proper nursery. Gage would never admit that he shed a few tears when his daughter was brought into the world. The little family was perfect. Anïas was showered with affection and love. Gage couldn’t be happier. Things changed when Demetria began to distance herself. She withdrew herself until finally she disappeared. Gage was heartbroken but he stayed strong for his daughter.

The Middle
Anaïs grew up in a one parent home for the most part. Her mother is only a distant memory. When she comes to mind Anaïs only remembers dark hair and the book on plants that she left behind. Her mother’s disappearance is a touchy subject for her father. While he doesn’t pretend that she didn’t exist he doesn’t bring her up unless she asked. Anaïs felt sad over the disappearance of her mother but she bottled it up. Her sadness turned to anger, she convinced herself that they were better off without her. Anaïs had many positive female influences in her life, her father came from a large family so she was never alone. Her aunts would often spend time with her, treating her as their own. The most influential influence was her grandmother Helena. They would go grocery shopping together and Anaïs would help her with chores and such. They were inseparable.

Her childhood was normal. She spent time with her cousins and friends, playing until the street lights came on and going to slumber parties and birthday parties. Her family get togethers we’re always packed and fun. In school Anaïs made good grades. She managed to stay at a B+ average throughout. Anaïs began somewhat of a target at school. Being in a small town had its downsides. The kids would taunt her because she didn’t have a mother like the rest of them. There were times where she’d get into fights or arguments with the other kids. Anaïs kept her feelings bottled up when asked what was wrong.

The End?
Thankfully the day came when she went into highschool. She’d grown into a pretty girl and before her or her father was ready puberty hit. That stage in her life could be summed up as awkward or confusing. Gage tried his best to help her with some Advice from his sisters and mother. They managed to make it out alive. Anaïs managed to make new friends and even a boyfriend or two during her schooling. People seemed to flock to her much to her confusion. After she graduated Anaïs was fine with not going to college and instead opening up her own flower shop. However she felt incomplete for a while, something in her wanted to leave and she did. She packed up her things and moved to Canada.

Personality:
Anaïs is soft-spoken and a introvert. She values the company of those close to her but she likes her alone time just as much. She’s a fairly quiet young lady who carries herself with confidence and grace. Her head is always held high and her posture straight. It is as if she knows that she’s destined for greatness. Her most defining trait would have to be her compassion. Anaïs is someone who doesn’t like seeing others in a bad situation. If she can help out she will. For someone as young as herself she’s wise. Anaïs likes to think that she’s good at giving advice. Her friends would often come to her for help. When she cares she cares deeply. There are times when she can be a bit of a mother hen.

Anaïs can be bossy as well. Despite her kindness she can be stern and downright mean if she’s in a bad mood. Anaïs is by no means a shrinking violet. She’s outspoken when she feels that she needs to be. Anaïs can hold a grudge and can be surprisingly vindictive. She’s protective of those that she cares for. Anaïs can come off as a nag but in reality she’s just a worrywart. Anaïs is observant. She can notice little things that would usually slip past others.

Skills:
Cooking - Anaïs has a gift when it comes to cooking. She can look at any dish and cook it to perfection.

Gardening - When it comes to plants Anaïs has the right attitude when dealing with them. She’s patient and nurturing, it’s always as if the plants that she cares for grow faster for her.

Gymnastics - Anaïs is agile and light on her feet. As a child she took dance and gymnastics classes.


Strengths:
Fast-learner - Anaïs soaks up knowledge like a sponge. When in the process of learning she pushes herself to be the best. Because of this she catches on pretty fast.

Quick-thinker - In a tense situation Anaïs is always thinking ahead. She can come up with ideas or solutions when under pressure.

Problem-solving - Anaïs is great at solving problems. She stops at nothing to figure out answers.


Weaknesses:
Grudge-holder - She can hold a grudge like nobodies business. Anaïs has trouble with forgiving, especially towards those who’ve wronged her.

Impatience - When it comes to things other than plants Anaïs is impatient. She prefers for things to be done quickly.

Perfectionist - Anaïs can be a bit of a perfectionist. She prefers for things to go her way or come out at as sees it.

Powers:

Chlorokinesis

• User can create, shape and manipulate plants, including wood, vines, plants, moss, and parts of the plants, such as leaves, seeds, fruits and flowers.
• The user can “speak” to plants in a sense. She can use them to gather information in an area or witness past events. She can also weaponize them for example, ensuring enemies in vines or summoning posionous plants.
• If a area is completely barren of any vegetation it is harder for her to summon plants and takes a large amount of energy to do so.
• The damage of this ability varies. She can cause her plants to attack or summon posionous plants to also inflict damage.

Fertility Manipulation

• User can only manipulate the fertility of plants and soil.
• She has the ability to make plants grow and thrive, producing fruit, making crops grow in abundance, and making the soil in an area rich or make them infertile.
• Wherever there is plant life she can cause these things to happen.

Hunger Inducement

• User can cause an insatiable hunger in others and is nearly immune to starvation herself.
• With a touch of her hand she can make a person go hungry. No matter how much food they consume they will not feel full.
• She can only do this to only one person at a time and the curse only last last for an hour. The victims won’t die but they experience isn’t something to take lightly.

Learning Disability:
Dyslexia

Pre-Existing Relationships:

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"I read and understand the rules the GM has proposed."

 

[Kiroshiven]

Name: Naomi "Boss" Oshiro

Date of Birth: April 2nd, 1997

Mythological Lineage: Daughter of Eris, Goddess of Discord, Strife & Chaos.

Appearance: Naomi is a small woman standing in at a mere 5'3" tall. She has a slim figure with a small bust, somewhat noticeable hips a flat stomach and a small waist. She has long brownish-black hair that extends to her waistline and deep chocolate eyes that hide a fire within them. Although she is small she is lean with little to no excess fat on her body. She has pierced ears that always have some form of earing in them whether they be studs or hoops.

Backstory:
Hidenobu Oshiro wasn't just your ordinary business man as many of them thought. He was a gambling, violent, and unpredictable gang leader. While out on one of his "wild nights", he came across a woman unlike any he'd seen. The way the raven haired beauty manipulated each person she came into contact with piqued his interest. However, he didn't like the idea of having to work through the crowd or wait to meet her and thus he started one expansive brawl. Now, normally, a woman would've left the minute the fighting broke out, but this woman joined in. She seemed to revel in the wildness of it all and her eyes locked solely on the man that started it. She called herself Vetra. From their, things were very straightforward. The pair became a wild and unruly power couple that came to dominate the underworld of Hokkaido. And with their passion came Naomi.

Naomi at a young age showed potential for being a rebel rouser. As a small girl of five she would hide and panic all the staff of the house until her mother would just always seem to know where to find the girl. She'd play pranks on her caretakers; filling their clothes with itching powder, mixing in about seven bottles of tobacco into their soup; switch the signs on the hot springs and do whatever it took to make the people trying to restrain her miserable. And no matter how much Naomi's mother praised her daughter for the wildness of her attitude, her father didn't approve of his daughter being so unruly. He hired the best teachers of etiquette that money could buy and set to have her becoming a proper lady that could be married off to another Yakuza when the time was right. But Naomi's mother would have none of that.

Two years after her training began, Naomi and her mother went on a little outing. At least, that's what she told Hidenobu. What was really happening was Vetra was taking Naomi to see what her daddy really did for a living. Vetra showed her daughter the brawls, the muggings, the violence and what she emphasized most of all, the chaos. It was a wonderful world where, as long as you knew how to handle yourself, you could do anything you wanted. Needless to say, Naomi fell in love with the idea of being in charge. From then on she continued the lessons her father as a way to keep him happy, but secretly was learning all the ins and outs of the mob from her mother during the night.

As Naomi turned thirteen she decided to interrupt one of her father's "questioning" of a traitor. He'd called it an interview, but she knew what he meant. Waltzing right into the room with her mother at her side, Naomi kicked over the man who'd remained silent and planted the point of her heel on his throat. The fear of the man beneath her, the wild panic in her father's eyes, the satisfied look on her mother's face all combined into a rush unlike anything Naomi had experienced to date. She grinned as she began questioning the male, digging her heel into his throat to remind him of just where he stood. When the interrogation was over, Hidenobu looked to Vetra with disdain, but acceptance. If this was who his daughter was, then he would have to support it.


School was absolutely no trouble for Naomi. Between personal tutors, her mother's seemingly vast array of knowledge, and a few well greased palms, Naomi was the number one student in her school. She was also incredibly popular thanks to her outgoing personality, though she considered most of her "friends" henchmen, lackeys and groupies. She felt that she was better than all of them and the fact that she excelled at everything she tried didn't help. She was the star of the track team, held the student council president, and offered a tutoring service, all while coming to be a big name in the underground world that she loved so dearly. She had even started getting referred to as "Boss" from those that worked for her father. She held an iron grip over her life and loved every minute of it.

Naomi continued to live this double life until she went off to University in Tokyo. Once there she finally didn't have to hide the wild, passionate, and bitchy woman that she was. Almost every night she would slip out of her dorm and go to clubs. Now normally going to the clubs meant hitting on guys, getting free drinks and dancing with your closest gals. Not for Naomi. When she went to the "clubs" as she called them. She would find hole in the wall dive bars, pick fights with the members their, kick their ass and take over the small group. Within a couple of months she had her own little gang that ran much like her father's did back home. However it didn't take long for Naomi to draw the attention of a very large group, the Yakuza.

Now, Naomi didn't plan on becoming target practice so she put her looks and etiquette to use. She met with the leaders of respective gangs within and through a little comingling, bribery and on occasion a well placed threat, Naomi's gang was brought in as more of an "enforcer" type group. If one of the other gangs got out of line, Naomi and her goons would show up and remind them of their place. Naomi loved the increased income, plus she got to cause mayhem without having too much backlash. That was, as long as the police never got involved. A year or so later, Naomi's group had pulled in three more gangs that just assimilated within hers. Her charm, wits and ultimately terrifying addiction to a good adrenaline rush left quite the mark on them, but it was becoming too boring for Naomi. So, she went home to check in with her mother and father.

Her father, proud as could be, congratulated his daughter on achieving something he dreamed of. However, her mother gave her a knowing look and beckoned for her later. Alone in the middle of the night, Vetra began to tell Naomi of the Greek gods and goddesses and of the heroes as well as the children of the gods. Naomi had a rough knowledge of these things as they were important to the history of the world. Vetra told her that these stories had a lot greater impact on Naomi's life than the girl understood and that to truly open up Naomi to the life she longed for, they would first need to head to Canada.

Personality:

Naomi is a naturally impulsive individual. She likes to act first and let the consequences come up later. If you throw a punch before the other guy can punch you than you're going to win the fight. It's as simple as that. If you need something to get the job done, buy it. Would you prefer to be walking around in that jacket rather than the one you're wearing? Do it. It's all about living in the moment rather than looking to the future.

Manipulation is the greatest tool of chaos. That was Vetra's favorite thing to tell Naomi when she was growing up. And it became a stigma for how Naomi acts. She loves the art of manipulating others and getting their thoughts twisted to the point that they trust her word more than their own thoughts. And that's when she pulls the strings that feed her desire for adrenaline. She thinks of people beneath her like tools. If you can't stand your ground as an equal, then you're nothing more than an insect to her. Part of this skill entails Naomi's ability to make herself well liked among almost anyone she meets. Her years learning etiquette, while still learning to be a bad ass has made her quite the force to be reckoned with.

Naomi is protective of her minions, playthings, and allies. Once you're under her wing you have a very VERY strong ally. Whether it's through sheer brute force or dirty tactics, anyone that harms someone close to Naomi will suffer and be put through the ringer. If the person doesn't come groveling for forgiveness, it's like that they're wearing some concrete shoes at the bottom of a river. Naomi is someone that nobody should cross or feel her wrath.

Naomi isn't nearly as perfect as she likes to make herself out to be. She's very impatient and grows bored easily. This often leads to her making brash and dangerous decisions that put her in harms way. Although that seems to be where she always wants to be anyway. And although good at leading, she's not one to take a back seat to anyone that can't prove their superiority. And she doesn't mean by birth. Ultimately, Naomi is a wild card of a woman that should be watched carefully, because you never know what kind of mess she'll create next.

Skills:
Interrogation: The yakuza and any mob for that matter, have certain "ways" of making people talk. Left alone with someone for a bit of time and Naomi will have a person spilling their guts both figuratively and literally.

Adaptive: Living the life of a thrill seeker has made it where Naomi has learned to go with the flow and rolling with the punches.

Connected: Naomi's ties to the Yakuza give her an unparalleled amount of resources. If there's something that needs to be done she probably knows a guy that can take care of it.

People Reading: Naomi knows who to sweet talk, who's palms to grease and who just needs a good threat. Her history of selective sociability has led to her understanding people from just a couple of interactions.

Fashionista: Naomi knows how to make ANYONE look good. It just takes a little sprucing up, a little bit of cash and an eye for a person's best qualities. All of which this girl has.

Strengths:
Honed Reflexes: Naomi's reflexes have been honed through countless fights with people two to three times her own size. She has learned to react to things instantly, though sometimes her
reactions aren't always perfect.

Spatial Awareness: Naomi's dive bar days made her learn to be aware of the relation of objects in relation to changing position. Bar fights become a lot harder if you bump into the two guys brawling off to your side.

Skilled with Firearms: The mob makes sure that everyone knows how to use a gun and Naomi, well she took it overboard. From a hand gun to a grenade launcher, Naomi has the ability to use most guns with a decent level of skill. Her favorite though is a good ol' fashioned M1911. She tends to have one hidden in her purse.

Assertive: Naomi won't take shit from anyone and will often remind people of that. She speaks her mind whether someone wants to hear it or not. This brutal honesty is part of what makes Naomi come off as such a bitch. "What did you just say prick? Hoshi, get this guy out of here." *series of loud noises and screaming before a new voice takes over*

Confident: Naomi doesn't second guess her judgement unless it proves to be a bad choice when everything is said and done with. If she decides that she's going to do something she'll see it through til the end whether it winds up doing well for her or not.

Weaknesses:
Quick Tempered: Naomi gets frustrated easily and is quick to confrontation, that is when she's NOT trying to get something out of them.

Reckless: Naomi's tendency to leap first then look has gotten her or someone under her hurt on more than one occasion, and yet she still refuses to learn from it.

Small Girl: At 5'3" and only weighing 120 pounds, Naomi isn't a very large woman. People larger than her could very easily hold her in place or carry her off.

Distrust: Naomi keeps everyone at arm's length away. Time with the Yakuza teaches you that EVERYONE is out to get you and you better watch your back.

Adrenaline Junkie: Naomi doesn't like things to get boring. Drama must be bred, Action must happen and Chaos must flow. If it's not she gets highly irritable and bitchy. "Hoshi...." Correction she gets irritable and incredibly hostile, even towards her allies.

Doesn't like being called a bitch: The quickest way to blow Naomi's cool is to call her a bitch. Though very few people ever survive the experience.

Powers:

Chaos Energy Manipulation: The ability to manipulate, control and shape the natural energy born from disorder, confusion and unpredictability.

• The Golden Apple Seeds - Eris brought chaos upon Greece with the golden apple of discord that started a fight between Hera, Aphrodite and Athena. This apple was made of solidified chaos energy. Naomi can solidify chaos energy to a lesser degree creating seeds that look like little golden beads. These seeds, when used by Eris or Naomi only, can be used to release the chaos energy causing a random and disorderly effect to occur (ie. causing a table leg to break which leads into a massive bar fight, having two close friends suddenly get angry with one another for some stupid reason, etc). It takes about an hour of absolute focus to generate one seed, however until it's used, it will remain corporeal.
• Chaotic Condition- Naomi can absorb chaos energy into her body to greatly improve her physical capabilities. These improvements can go so far as to double all of her natural godlike qualities (ie strength, speed, endurance, reflexes, etc.). Over absorption of the energy can lead to severe muscle and bone deterioration. If the energy isn't released she could potentially suffer psychological damage, including but not limited to schizophrenia, SPD, insomnia, and death.
• Chaos Burst - Naomi can release the built up chaos energy within her body as a shockwave that spreads out about ten feet. This energy knocks back anyone near and instills a temporary state of confusion within those hit, making them unable to form coherent thoughts. The confusion lasts for two - three minutes before wearing off. Naomi suffers a feeling of fatigue after using this ability, but is also the only known way for her to release the energy. The burst has no effect on inanimate objects.

Pre-Existing Relationships: None

"I read and understand the rules the GM has proposed."

 

[Bugsy]

WIP

Name: Maddox Lincoln McCarthy

Date of Birth: 4. 3. 1994

Mythological Lineage: Son of Hermes

Appearance:

Maddox is not by any standards a tall man, standing at a mere 5'7". Neither is he the most muscular, but he is lithe and athletic sporting a toned look - light on his feet and yet still susceptible to tripping over his own feet. Maddox has a round face, his mousy brown hair cut short to the sides and brown eyes. Capable of growing a beard, Maddox rather keep clean-shaven and his often boyish features.

Should you catch him in thought, there's a chance you'll see him curling his lips - a quirk that he has developed over time. He doesn't do it often, for a more common look would be to see a mischievous grin on his features; even if he's not up to anything.

Clothing-wise, Maddox is as comfortable in tracksuits as he is dressed in a three-piece suits; though his happy medium is a Beatles t-shirt, his worn leather jacket and light blue jeans. He also has a small ace of spades on his right shoulder.

Backstory: (6 to 20 paragraphs - be concise, accurate, and creative...The backstory is perhaps the most important foundation of your CS so really work on it. Please include the names or every direct family - mother, father, siblings, etc. )

Personality:

Lemme help you with that -- Though born as an only child, Maddox is more than willing to jump in head first into helping a stranger with directions or with cheating in exams solving someone's life problems. It's this that tends to get him into an active position and with everything else in his life, even his close friends would begin to think that he was up to something.

Oh look! Butterfly! -- Much like his true father, Maddox has a certain amount of cunning and trickery up his sleeve. Whether it's a simple card trick or a long con, he's more than willing to indulge in both. And, he takes a great deal of pride and pleasure in doing it. Unfortunately for everyone around him, he doesn't discriminate who he targets, he'll trick them all equally.

Honor among thieves -- There is a professionalism in his trickery and mild thievery, where if he steals your shirt from your locker - he'll most likely give it back if you ask nicely enough.

With your chest -- Call it misplaced, but Maddox often goes in with a sense of confidence into any situation that he finds himself in. He can recognise that he's misplaced his confidence, though it often comes after losing out. At the time, he will be confident in answering the questions, defending his ground, even if the actual answer turns out to be vastly different from the one that he offered.

Put your feet up, relax -- He's not lazy, or at least he wouldn't personally call himself lazy, just highly efficient. If there is a shortcut in the workload or a way that he could spend more time lounging around, he'll take it. Maddox is no stranger to hard work, he just rather....not.

Hahahah -- At heart, he's a kid with a lot of energy. Maddox doesn't like to sit still in a sullen room, and much rather be the comedian or the life of the party or even go about cheering up his mates to varying degrees of success. Humor is a part of him as much as breathing oxygen is and don't expect him to sit still either; tapping pens, clicking his tongue and rocking on his chair are all commonplace with Maddox.

Skills:

• Lock-picking --- Maddox has been breaking locks since he had hit double digits. For him, it's a challenge, a puzzle that he wants to solve and safe-cracking just really appeals to him. Be it that he knows it's illegal, so he often just goes around to the local store to buy the newest door locks on the market; with pinched pennies from his mum. Tell him he can't do it, and you'll find him trying it within half a second.
• Singing --- Despite being confident in his own outward abilities (or at least being able to fake it well enough), this is the one thing you won't find him doing unless he just really wants to pull your leg. He started this when he was younger, around five - singing Beatle songs around the house.
• Fast reading --- Not really a useful skill, at least not to Maddox, he's capable of reading books within two hours if he put all his energy towards it. But 8/10, he's going to skip to the end.
• Art of the con -- Maddox had a long time to make sure that his skill set whenever he's going after someone's pockets is to make sure he knows his mark. It's a general grifter saying but Maddox takes a great deal of pride trying to find information about the person - not to the extent of stalking but enough to be able to start a conversation like he's on the same wavelength as them; thank you social media.

Strengths:

As mentioned previously, Maddox is mentally sound - sometimes seen as cocky or overconfident, but it's just how he rolls. The confidence might be misplaced but Maddox will stand his ground should he be challenged on his viewpoint. His confidence often helps him sell that either he's being honest or just about to engage in a battle of wits with the other party.

He's more than willing to help someone out on a limb but at the same time, he also knows when to try and cut his losses.

His moral compass does point him in the right direction; albeit he knows grifting and conning isn't exactly moral, but should he ever find himself faced with helping the underdog, Maddox will support them through tougher times.

Weaknesses:

Family - one of his biggest weaknesses. He cares deeply for them, for his parents, his siblings and extended family. Should you make a move against them, or even speak ill of them, his personality changes. He treats perceived threats as if they were actual ones, his body language turns cold, his sentences short and sharp.

Physically, Maddox isn't made for fighting and he rather avoid it. He's capable of taking two or three punches but he rather not get to that in the first place. Nor does he really have any experience in scrapping or throwing a punch.

Sitting still is one of his weaknesses - perhaps more generally, being inactive, is. This leads to boredom and Maddox doesn't like being bored, he likes fun and he doesn't have a good time sitting still in a chair or in a classroom. Be it that he'll either show it by falling asleep in class, rocking on his chair or tapping his pencil against the table. He wants to be out there doing something, and doesn't do well cooped up.

His impulse control has never been the most stable, unable to really stop himself from seeing an opportunity and going for it.

Dyslexia has been a major factor in his life, and though it was thought initially as his reading and writing skills never quite being up to par as well as not being able to put thoughts into words properly. Maddox doesn't know that his brain is hardwired for Greek instead, and the floating and changing letters is his way of his brain translating for him.

Powers: (May be original or inspired from other sources. Please take note that they will not access that power until IC test is passed)

• Sticky Fingers – Due to his parent being the God of Thieves, his skill in lock-picking and stealing wallets isn't a fluke. It has been a power that had been passed down from Hermes that he finds it easier to blend in with the social crowd and pick pockets without being caught, more often than not leaving a trace of himself behind.
• Lock sense and manipulation - Only really works on locks that are manual and with the fact that Maddox isn't a whizz with technology, manipulating electronic locks becomes his weakness. Of course, he would be willing to learn but only if he feels up to it.
• Teleportation - Like father, like son? Not quite. Though having inherited his father's ability to teleport, it's not exactly one that he utilitises often. Be it that if he's late for uni, he would. Should he want to go further, like two blocks, it's more than likely he'll end up suffering a nosebleed. Teleporting more than one person is a huge mental and physical strain on the body and will often need half an hour to an hour to fully recover for a one-way trip.

Pre-Existing Relationships: None

I read and understand the rules the GM has proposed.​

 

[erzulie]

"Destined for greatness.”​

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Name:
Julian Constantine Anastas

Date of Birth:
July 23rd, 1998

Mythological Lineage
Descendant of Perseus, Slayer of Medusa & Cetus

Appearance:
Julian stand at an impressive 6’3 and weighs around 230lbs. He has a fit body with sculpted muscles. Julian is a handsome young man with his deep green eyes and chiseled jaw. Julian posses think eyebrows and full lips. His hair is reddish, brown in color and slightly curly.

Backstory:


Personality:

Skills:


Strengths:


Weaknesses:


Powers:

Enhanced Strength

• Like his ancestor Julian possess supernatural strength. He can lift more than the average human but he’s not on the same level as the demigods with war gods/goddesses as parents

Enhanced Agility

• User with this ability can go from one motion to another effortlessly, effectively dodge attacks, swing from things easily, sprint, do back-flips and numerous other gymnastic, athletic and martial implements with little effort.

Sword of Perseus

• Passed down from his father to himself Julian posses adamantine sword that Perseus used to decapitate Medusa. the metal is unbreakable, untarnishable, lightweight and resilient.

Sword of Perseus

• Also passed down to him was the shied that Perseus used against Medusa. The item is very reflective.

Pre-Existing Relationships:

 

[Maree]

▼

I love the ocean but I hate the beach.
I feel out of place.
I feel it used to be our place.
A place we could run free.
A place where we could just be.
Listening to the waves crash down one on another just like our bodies crashing together.
I may never go back to the beach.
But every time I hear the waves it’s like I’m there again.

code by pasta​

♡

Name; Willow Labelle
Date of Birth: 24th June 1999

Mythological Lineage: Daughter of Poseidon

Appearance: Willow is quite a tall girl standing at five feet and ten inches and even taller in her favorite pair of heels though that doesn't stop her from wearing him. Her body is well shaped and is evidence of how much work she puts into keeping herself fit. She has a mesomorph body type which is the product of lots of hard work and grueling training. She could also be described as having a more subtle hourglass figure though it isn't always apparent due to how thin she is. Overall her body is quite well toned and evidence of all the hard work she puts into it.


Willow also has long rich auburn hair that cascades down her back in loose waves. She has soft olive skin with neutral undertones that give a sort of natural glow to her complexion. Her eyes are a dark brown that look like pools of melted chocolate and are quite easy to get lost in. Though brown hair and eyes are usually seen as dull or boring, it does not apply to her. The combination of rich auburn hair and dark chocolate eyes on her works amazingly in her favour. Her face is heart-shaped, and her jawline is so sharp that it could cut someone. Her nose is small but refined almost looking like it was sculpted by the gods themselves. She has full lips that are tinted light dusty pink and white teeth that closely resemble shining pearls. When she was younger, her mother would tell her that the reason she lost her baby teeth was that her father didn't think they shined bright enough. So one by one he found the most perfect pearls in the sea and shaped them to fit into the gaps. That was the reason her teeth sparkled the way the did when she smiled.

♡

Personality: Willow radiates selflessness, concern, and authenticity, unafraid to stand up and speak her mind whenever she feels like something needs to be said. She finds communicating with others easy as it comes naturally to her, especially in person. Her intuition makes it easier for her to reach out to every any kind of person, be it from using facts and logic or raw emotions. She can easily figure out people's motivations and connect them to other events. She is able to bring ideas together and communicate them as a common goal with a determination that is nothing short of mesmerizing. She can be seen as gullible as she often puts too much trust in people and takes their problems on as her own. Though this selflessness often leads to others being inspired to be their better selves it can also lead to others taking advantage of her. Her undying optimism can also sometimes push people too far as she has too much faith in their abilities, causing them to be pushed further than they are willing/ready to go. She is also often guided by her principles rather than by logic, excitement, or practicality. When deciding how to move forward, she will look to honor, beauty, morality, and virtue. She is led by the purity of her intent, not by rewards or punishments.


Skills:
Melee-weapons: Specifically swords. Through high school, Willow studied Kenjutsu which is Japanese swordsmanship. She found the classes in her first year and fell in love with it. Continuing to take classes even after leaving school.
Swimming: Willow could easily be described as a Water baby. Growing up she loved anything and everything to do with water. Once she was in it was almost impossible to get her out. She had learned to swim before she had learned to properly walk and took swimming classes all through her childhood. Once she reached high school she began to swim competitively.
Hand-to-hand combat: During high school, she tried a few different martial arts that focused on hand-to-hand combat before sticking with Combat Jiujitsu which is not like ordinary Jiujitsu as it is focused on the offensive instead of defensive.
Gymnastics: Gymnastics has run in her mothers' side of the family for generations. They are started at the age of one and are expected to continue doing it until high school. Luckily for Willow, she loved it from day one and never gave up doing it. As she got older she didn't compete as much as she used to but she still practised the skill.
Cooking: This one is thanks to Willow's grandmother. Every school holiday she would spend at least a week with her grandparents. She was mainly sent there so her parents could work without worry but it was also to make her grandparents happy. Even at the age of five her grandmother would set her on a chair and get her to help cook. The skill has stuck with her all through life and she is a brilliant cook and can replicate anything to perfection.

Strengths:
Flexibility: This stems from practising gymnastics all her life. She can bend into all sorts of positions which comes in handy for many things. It also reduces the risk of injury because her muscles are more pliable. It also improves her athletic performance because she isn't as restricted by her body.
Stamina: One of her most useful strengths is her ability to last through prolonged physical or mental effort. She has gained this through gruelling training and lots of hard work on her part. But it has come easier to her than most due to her having a very active lifestyle for all of her life.
Quick thinker: Willow has always excelled in high-pressure situations. She doesn't get choked up instead she gives herself a quick moment before coming up with ideas that can get rid of the problem. Though it was mainly used to get her out of tough situations.
Strategic: Willow has always loved strategy games since she was a child and has always excelled in them. She has a talent for coming up with the best plans to deal with situations.
Creative: This is another part of Willow that stems directly from her grandmother and her time spent with her. Her grandmother is an amazingly talented painter whose works have been displayed in the most prestigious art galleries. When visiting her grandmother they would often sit down with some paints and mess around with a canvas.


Weaknesses:
ADHD: Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. For Willow, hers was always quite intense growing up causing her to be diagnosed quite early in life. They tried all sorts of things to treat it but nothing ever worked. Specifically, she has the Predominantly Hyperactive subgroup of ADHD so she can be quite well... Hyperactive.
Dyslexia: Willow has always had difficulty reading and often got frustrated with 'letters jumping around the page'. Luckily for her, this was also caught early on but no matter how hard she tried she never did well with reading.
Ranged weapons: Willow tried archery once and it didn't go well. She shot the instructor when she was aiming in front of her and he was right beside her. Never again.
Competitive: Willow loves competitions and gets very into them. Sometimes a bit too into them as if someone challenges her she will destroy them.
Fear of water: Willow is completely terrified of even the smallest bodies of water ever since that day. She doesn't like the fact you can't tell how deep it goes and you can never tell if something's coming.

Powers:

Water Manipulation - The user can create, shape and manipulate water, inorganic compound with liquid, gas (steam, water vapor), and solid (ice) states, including changing them from one state to other.
Breathe underwater for unlimited amounts of time. Also can create air bubbles for people who cannot breathe underwater.
Not be harmed if they fall into water and Immune to water pressure.
Will themselves to be dry in water
Healing Water - The user can heal themselves or others by using water by absorbing water molecules and transfer medicament into the body at a molecular level or having water molecules to repair and regenerate damaged cells and molecules.
Limitations:
Experience: Willow is limited to her own experience. She can't just go out and make a giant tidal wave without practising first. When used against certain beings (like other sea deities) who have a superior will over water and can wrest control from the weaker one.
Location: If Willow is in an area where there is no water or the water is not abundant she cannot use her powers.
The severity of wounds: May not be able to heal every ailment/injuries if they are too severe. Internal injuries are extremely difficult to heal.
Exhaustion: Willow can quickly become tired after controlling large bodies of water/Healing large injuries. This causes her to need to rest for a while shortly afterwards.
Temperature: If she has turned ice to water and the temperature is at freezing point it takes lots of energy and focus in order to keep it liquid.

Pre-Existing Relationships: n/a
I read and understand the rules the GM has proposed.

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Willow was born into an unusual family. It wasn't that they were bad parents, no. Anastasia and Henry Labelle could be the kindest people you would ever meet. But they had some quite interesting views on the world. They were the kind of people who believed that crystals healed better than proper medicines. The didn't believe in health insurance or any type of vaccine. Her family was extremely wealthy, but they were still determined to never go to the doctors unless it was the last possible option. When her mother was pregnant, she never took any of the recommended supplements and would always drink this weird brown goop that she swore would insure Willow's health. In the end, it was surprising that she was born without any defects, but that didn't mean the pregnancy went smoothly. Her mother was hell-bent on Willow's birth being as natural and as close to how the cavemen did it as possible. This meant no doctors, no anesthetic, and definitely no hospital. Usually, at home pregnancies are done in the home but not hers. When her mothers' water broke, she waddled outside and walked for twenty minutes to a nearby cave they had been setting up for the pregnancy. So that was where she was born. In a pile of leaves in a little cave with only her father, the midwife, and a few towels. Needless to say, she had a few good scratches, but according to her mother, it was good for her development.


The first few years after her birth didn't get much better. Willow had many near death experiences in her early years. This was due to her parents not believing in safety gates or really anything that would prevent her from killing herself. This was fine up until she learned how to crawl which made things go downhill fast. Though that didn't change her parents' views in any way as they would just shrug it off and say it would build character. Some things weren't that bad like the time she was one and shoved a bee in her mouth. She quickly learned not to do that again, and it wasn't from the pain, it was because her mother coated the insides of her cheeks with her heal everything goop. She could have sworn that it just made things worse. There were also the times in winter where she would almost get into the fireplace because who doesn't want to try and eat flaming coals. Of course, this ended in lots of tears and goop applied to her fingers. Besides her tendency to try and kill herself there were some quite odd things that happened when she was around water while she was growing up.


The first incident happened when Willow was one and a half. It was in the evening, so her parents were winding down from the day and almost passing out in their chairs. Baby Maria had decided that it would be a brilliant idea to go and play in the bathtub as she loved bathtime. So off she waddled while her parents weren't looking. She could walk relatively well at this stage but was still a bit wobbly from time to time. Her fingers gripped the edge of the bathtub but it was too high, and she was unable to pull herself up. Luckily for her, there was a box of toys beside the tub which was the perfect size for her to climb onto. Once she had climbed on top of the box, she peered into the bathtub which was somehow almost filled up with nice warm bubbly water. Finding one bubble particularly interesting she reached out to get it and... Splash. She fell into the bathtub, and her butt hit the bottom of the tub. She wasn't too worried about being underwater though as it felt almost comforting. Like a nice warm hug. Five minutes later she was starting to feel like getting out of the water so she could play with her dolls. But when she tried to get out from under the water as it was too slippery. Her parents had come out of their tired state and noticed that she wasn't with them. They ran around the house looking for her until they heard splashing from the bathroom. Her mother let out a yelp of terror as she saw her daughter wholly submerged in a bathtub of water and quickly pulled her out. The strangest part wasn't even the fact that she had 'held her breath' for that long. It was the fact that when she was pulled from the water, she was completely dry.


Though there weren't many more instances like that as she grew up but that didn't mean things weren't weird. The only real change in safety after that day was her parents deciding that should start shutting the toilet lid after using it in case her head got stuck in it. Their family home was in a cute little cottage near the Silverthorn lake in Houston, BC. Growing up she loved going down to the lake in the summer. But at the time of the next incident, she was only two and unable to find her way there by herself. It was the middle of summer and being inside the cottage at the time felt like being inside a boiler. Her parents were extremely busy that day so they were unable to go cool down at the lake which caused her to throw a temper tantrum. Unluckily for her, they were too busy to pay any attention to her. So in a huff, she made her way outside and sat on the grass sniffling. It was slightly better outside but she still didn't enjoy the heat and it caused her to throw another tantrum. Halfway through the tantrum, she started to feel drops of water hitting her body. In the confusion, she forgot about her tantrum and sat up looking for the source. A few feet away sat a sprinkler spraying water all over the yard. She looked around for who could have started it but her parents were still inside. But who started the sprinkler didn't really matter to her so she got to her feet and began running through it. her parents to this day still have no idea how the sprinkler got there or how it turned on. Though she has an idea.


Small instances like that continued to occur throughout the next few years. It was usually things like taps turning on whenever Willow entered the room or coming out of the lake completely dry. The latter was challenging to explain when there were other people around. Her parents started using the excuse that her hair is so thick that water cannot penetrate it before going on about their 'science' until the questioner fell asleep. The next couple of years went by smoothly, but then she turned four. It was time for her to start Kindergarten. The first day of school is always nerve-wracking, especially when you have never been away from your parents before. It probably would have helped if she had been given a chance to spend time away from her parents before, but she hadn't. But that didn't stop her parents from being harsh on her first day. With a kiss on the head and a quick goodbye, she was left in the arms of a stranger at the Beanstalk Child Care Center. She wouldn't have been surprised if they had picked the center off name alone as it wasn't the most flash place in the world. Then again they probably picked a not so nice place so she could 'build character.' The staff there were kind of odd, and the kids were mean. Willow started kind of late in the year because her parents were too busy to sign her up at the right time. This meant that everyone already knew each other and had made their friend groups.


Everything was just too overwhelming for Willow that day. She got frustrated during reading time because all the letters kept jumping around the page and jumbling together. Her ADHD was starting acting up during circle time as she got frustrated over having to sit for so long causing her to throw a small tantrum. After making a couple of scenes on the first day, she managed to find the water play area. Finally, something she was good with, water. But as she started to play with one of the pretty boats, she felt a tap on her shoulder. It was one of the favorite girls, Masie Green. She was beautiful and could throw a killer tantrum when needed, but most importantly she was the favorite of the teachers. Because of this, it caused her to believe she ran things and it was true. For a four-year-old, she sure knew how to manipulate the adults. Masie claimed that Willow was playing with her boat and that she needed to hand it over. This made her confused, there were plenty of other, but she shrugged and gave her the ship. This was her first mistake. She grabbed another boat and began to play with it instead, but soon enough there was another tap on her shoulder. Masie claimed that the ship she was playing with was also hers and she needed to hand it over. But this time she refused, shaking her head, so her pigtails whipped around her head. She told Masie that she had a boat already and didn't need hers as well. Which was the wrong move as Masie threw herself on the ground and started screaming. When the teachers had rushed over Masie claimed that Willow had hit her which she of course denied. They didn't believe her and rushed to the aid of their precious angel, scolding Willow. How could they instantly believe her even though they didn't see anything? She felt anger start to bubble up in her stomach and a weird need to fight her to defend her honor. Masie was on her feet now telling the teachers a pitiful story about how she just wanted to play an that she had hit her for no reason. How dare she. She started to step forward ready to punch her but then... Splash. Masie had somehow failed into the pool of water and was now screaming at the top of her lungs and hitting the water. She had a slight feeling that somehow she was the reason she had fallen into the water.


The rest of the year went by without any more incidents mainly because she was often left alone because Masie told the other kids she was a witch. She didn't mind too much as it left her to do what she wanted. She was glad when she finally got to leave that terrible kindergarten and move on to Elementary school. Now that she was getting a bit older and knew what she wanted her parents were starting to listen to her a bit more. After months of her nagging them constantly they finally let her take up gymnastics. The plan was that she would do it a few times a week after school and if she liked it she could continue. This year she would be starting with everyone else and would actually be able to make some friends. Her first day of Elementary school went amazingly compared to her first day of Kindergarten. She still struggled with sitting still and reading but she managed to get through the day without getting too frustrated. She even managed to make two friends that day. She had met a boy named Alexander Powell while they were gathering to find out which classes they would be in. She had been drawn to him because of his eyes which looked like mini oceans. They sat together and excitedly talked about which teacher they wanted and the gossip they had heard. He had moved to Canada from Australia and was telling her about something called surfing and it sounded amazing. He promised her that he would teach her at some point as long as she taught him how to do flips. The ended up being put in the same class as well which made things even better. A bit later in the day, a girl came in late looking embarrassed. Their teacher had sat her at their table seeing as it was only her and Alex sitting there at the time. She wasn't like any of the other girls her age and she liked it. They soon found out that her name was Daisy Lee and she had the coolest hair. She was blonde and the ends of her hair were bleached so she put a different temporary color in it every week


All through elementary to middle school the trio were joint at the hip, always doing everything together. During summer Holidays they would stay at Willows seeing as it was the closest to the lake. In Winter they would stay at Alex's because his family home was on a mountain that was perfect for skiing or in Willow's case, sliding down on a boogie board on her stomach until she went face first into the snow. Daisies house was saved for visiting during Spring and Autumn as they had a large garden that would fill with the most beautiful flowers in the spring and the crunchiest leaves in the Autumn. Willows favorite holiday was the one during summer as she loved spending time with her friends in the lake. They would always hold competitions to see who could hold their breath underwater for the longest which was always Willow. She loved the other seasons as well, but it wasn't exactly something she could compare because they all represented very different things. Summer was diving competitions and strawberry picking. Spring was curling up with a book under a cherry blossom tree and feeding bottles to baby lambs. Autumn was diving into massive piles of leaves and trick-or-treating. Winter was building snowmen and snowball fights. Each season had its own precious memory with more being created each day. Though there were also bad memories tied to them as well. One of the strangest happened one Spring


The spring of 2012 was cursed in Willows books. So many bad things happened in those three months, it made her question everything. The terrible month started out relatively normal but a week in her parents dropped a bomb on her. It was a normal afternoon she had been getting into her gymnastics clothes when her mother called for her. This wasn't unusual as she usually called her out to make sure her leotard looked alright. But when she entered the lounge things were different. Her mother and father were both sitting on the sofa looking somber which worried her quite a bit. They asked her to sit down and what they told her made her feel like her world was falling apart. 'I'm not your real father'. how could they have kept this from her for so long? If he wasn't her father then who was? Of course, she asked her mother who her real father was but she couldn't give her a proper answer. 'He was a fisherman I think, smelled of the ocean but not in a bad way. I don't remember much about the night.' What was she supposed to do with that? how was she supposed to find her father based off of that... The ride to her Gymnastics center was awkward and quiet with no one knowing what to say now. She put everything into her routine until she was too exhausted to even feel anything. When it came to the weekend she stayed over at Daisy's house with Alex. Even though they were older they three of them were still allowed to have sleepovers. Luckily for them, none of their parents cared for the no boys at a sleepover rule or vice versa. Alex and Daisy sat patiently while she told them everything and were quick to hug her. Though Alex's lasted for a bit longer than usual and for some reason it felt.. different? She didn't have long to think about the fact as Daisy wiped out this old leather bound book she claimed was about the Greek gods. When she opened it though she groaned because she couldn't read it. Alex told them that it was probably written in Greek so they wouldn't be able to but this just made her more confused. She could read it perfectly. There were no letters jumping around the page or words jumbling, she could read it. When she told them that she could read them they seemed surprised before asking when she had learned greek but she never had... She had started to read about a god called Poseidon who often masqueraded as a humble fisherman when a growling sounded from the bushes. A large dog jumped out of the bushes and started barreling towards them bearing its teeth. Daisy was first to start sprinting away but Willow was frozen, A god who masquerades as a humble fisherman when around mortals... Arms wrapped around her and soon she was over someone's shoulder who ran until they were safely inside. She was lowered to the ground and looked up to see Alex was the one who saved her... What was the feeling in her stomach? Could these gods be real?


Willow had spent the rest of the year searching for anything and everything about Poseidon with the help of her friends of course. Could he be the one she was looking for? She learned about Demi-gods and Heroes and how they had extraordinary abilities, but none of that was real it was just myth. She refused to believe it was true. She had more important things to worry about than some fish man... What was going on with her and Alex? What were these things she was feeling for him? Did she like him as more than a friend? Her feelings for her friend only grew as time went on but the end of the year meant graduating and who knows what could happen. Just in case what she had been reading was true she decided it might be a good idea for her to start learning how to fight. Even if it wasn't true at least, she would have some cool moves. After a while of begging and a little bit of blackmail, she was able to convince her parents to let her learn how to fight. More specifically she wanted to learn hand-to-hand combat and to use a sword. She had tried using ranged weapons before and had been terrible with them. Her parents had decided that she could start learning it when she started high school as long as it didn't affect her grades too much. They also agreed to soften the blow of their next news that they knew she wouldn't like. "You're going to an all-girls boarding school." Her mother handed her a pamphlet for Queen Margaret's school for girls, and she could see her life falling apart in front of her.


It had been four years since Willow's parents had sent her off to boarding school. After she left she tried to keep in touch with Daisy and Alex but the distance caused their friendship to fall apart, and they stopped talking a few months after she moved. Other than that, things at her school were great. She was the captain of the swim team for obvious reasons as well as still maintaining her gymnastics skills. They also provided many martial arts classes which she was very interested in. She studied Kenjutsu which was all about swordsmanship but also studied Kendo she tried Judo for a bit but decided it wasn't her style. Overall things were brilliant. There were certain things in place that helped her with her mental disorders and helped her to manage them better. She still slipped up from time to time causing her to end up in detention, but for the most part, things were good, normal even. It had been years since an odd incident had occurred and as she looked back, she found it silly that she considered the possibility of gods actually being real. She had more important things to worry about like the swimming tournament which was creeping up on her.


The swimming tournament was one of the most stand out events that happened during Willow's high school career, and it was for all the right reasons. They had traveled all the way out to Vancouver for the event and stayed at an all-boys boarding school there. It was entirely different from her school and a lot more sports orientated. While they were exploring she found herself wishing she could attend there instead. They stayed in the west wing that had a set of dorms specifically for visitors who came to compete. It was a rather significant event with lots of other schools from all over the country in attendance. On the day she won her first two races with ease but the third one was a different story. There was one person who managed to keep up with her the entire race, and she ended up tying with them. She was quite annoyed that she broke her winning streak, but it was quickly forgotten as they climbed out of the pool and she got a good look at them. It was a boy but not just any boy, no. He was extremely attractive and had the body of an angel. When he approached her to congratulate her on their tie, she found herself speechless. That was until he took off his goggles and she saw his eyes. She knew those ocean blue eyes. She let out a soft gasp and rushed over to hug him with such a force that they both fell back into the swimming pool, It was Alex. In the end it turned out that he had transferred to a boys only school not far from hers, well within walking distance. So when they got back to their schools, the real mischief started. They would sneak out late at night to meet up with each other at a nearby lake that was in the middle of their respected schools.


Late one night at the lake things were different. The way the moon lit up the lake almost made the setting romantic. It was starting to get colder and soon they would be needing to find a warmer meet up spot. Alex, of course, had come prepared for the occasion. When Willow arrived at the place, she saw him wrapped in a large blanket. There wasn't much room under the blanket for them to sit far away from each other. So they sat cuddled up under the blanket, staring at the stars. They didn't always feel the need to talk to each other sometimes they could just sit in comfortable silence. But then he looked at her in a way he had never looked at her before. Willow was about to ask if something was wrong when suddenly his lips were on hers and fireworks were exploding around them. It was like every she had ever read about and more. From that point on she knew for sure that she had feelings for Alex.The meetups after that weren't that different with the exception of steamy kisses exchanged between the two. After a month of this Alex asked Willow on a date. True to their nature the date was anything but ordinary. They met at the lake once again, but this time the trees in their little spot were decorated with fairy lights. They spent hours talking and laughing as they made their way through the picnic basket of food. As Willow looked into his eyes, her lips curled into a smile. At that moment she knew that she could fall in love with him and she did.


Two years later had gone by since Alex and Willow had found each other again. They went on many adventures and even adopted a pet cat named Delia. And surprisingly Delia liked adventures as much as they did. Alex and Willow would hike daily with the furry creature at their side. She would even jump into the rivers and swim across. Her primary job is actually an emotional support cat and is trained to help Willow. She had her parents to thank as they technically got Delia for her. They had the blessings of their parents who swore they knew the moment they had met that they would fall in love. They were the two most in love people you would ever meet though it was a shame it took them so long to get together. For where there is happiness there is also tragedy. As they had both graduated from school, they decided that it would be a good idea to take a gap year to just travel. The first place on their list was Australia, so Alex could fulfil his promise of teaching her how to surf. The first two days of their trip went smoothly. Alex took Willow and Delia to meet the rest of his family, and he showed her around the Gold Coast. As it was the best place in Australia for theme parks, they had to go, but this time Delia was left at home. Alex made her try some bizarre foods some of which she was a fan of but others not so much. She didn't even like vegemite on toast so she didn't understand why he would make her try a smoothie version.


On the third day there were some attempts at surfing but after a few hours, Alex decided that they would try again tomorrow with small waves. He and Willow returned home to Alex's uncle setting up to go out spearfishing which of course they joined him. It was surprisingly fun diving down and shooting a spear at fish. It was hard not to imagine that she was a mermaid swimming around with her fancy spear to ward off humans. She may have almost nicked Alex while pretending to be a mermaid so she quickly pulled herself back to reality. They were having a small competition to see who could catch the biggest fish when the hairs on her neck stood up. Something was wrong. She scanned around trying to find Alex but let out a sigh of relief as she saw him by some rocks. She was only relieved for a moment as she saw the water by his hand turn red in some bits. He must have nicked his finger when he touched it. She wasn't worried about the cut until she saw the shadow of a large shark. She tried to yell for him but only bubbles came out and the shark was swimming towards him. Willow started to swim towards Alex so she could help but a strange wave hit her. The wave dragged her all the way back to the boat where she was pulled aboard by Alex's uncle. She stared at the water in horror waiting for Alex to come to the surface. Her eyes may have been on the water but she wasn't really looking. In her mind, the scene was replaying in her head. The way the shark latched onto his torso and shook him around like a ragdoll. He was... Dead. The love of her life was gone just like that. She fell to her knees but she couldn't cry. This couldn't be happening what did she do to deserve this. After what felt like hours they took the boat back to shore. They couldn't find his body as the shark must have consumed all of him or just stored him somewhere for later. Everything after that was a blur of pain and nothingness. She felt empty. Willow's parents, as well as Alex's, came over for the funeral. She didn't understand why there was a casket. There was no body, he wasn't in there why were they going to bury an empty coffin. They should be having another look maybe he was still alive.

Now nineteen it was time for Willow to leave home and make her own mark on the world. Everything about living in her family home was painful. She would look out her window and see the lake shimmering but it was no longer inviting. Even the idea of putting her toe into the water was enough to cause her to have a mental breakdown. She was terrified of the water as it made her relieve that horrible day. You couldn't know what was lurking around the corner while you're floating there. At any second something could pull you into its depth and kill you. Her parents understood her need to move away and supported her. She needed to be somewhere she felt safe in order to make her mark on the world. With a tearful goodbye from her parents and lots of promises to visit she was off on her way. In the end, she decided that she needed something different from her little town. So she moved to the biggest city, Toronto. She had enrolled in an Acting and Film program which was due to start in the fall. She had always loved acting even it was one of the things she was able to stay still for. On weekends she would work at a nearby pet store to help her provide for herself. Willow was a bit nervous about being away from her parents but she had Delia and she was sure she would be able to make everything work out.

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There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our hearts,
as though we lived falling out of the skin into the soul.

 

[Feyrie]

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[div class="bigimage" style="height:100%;width:130px;background-image:url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8f/aa/e6/8faae6af15594debfc6290472c458a4a.jpg);background-size:230%;background-position:50% 30%;filter: saturate(90%) contrast(100%);position:relative;top:-80px;left:100px"] [div class="hoverimg" style="display:none;height:100%;width:130px;background-image:url(https://78.media.tumblr.com/e9c5dc0d76c79965f9d40ef64e51fcc2/tumblr_obpey5svMF1vz16xqo1_500.jpg);background-size:250%;background-position:70% 30%;"][/div][/div] [class=container]height:240px; width: 295px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; font-family: 'Playfair Display', serif; font-style: oblique; position: relative [/class] [class=taboutside]height: 30px; width: 100px; padding-top: 20px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-size: 0.55em; position: absolute; top: 50px; margin-left: 200px[/class] [div class=container style="top:-400px;left:240px"] [class=tabs]cursor: url(https://i.imgur.com/fkP02Jr.png), pointer; background: black; display: inline-block; color: transparent; font-size: 17px; text-align: center; transition: all .7s ease-in-out [/class] [script class=first on=click] hide tabsContent2 hide tabsContent3 fadeOut 400 tabsContent2 fadeOut 400 tabsContent3 fadeOut 800 tabsContent1 fadeIn 800 tabsContent1[/script] [script class=second on=click] hide tabsContent1 hide tabsContent3 fadeOut 400 tabsContent1 fadeOut 400 tabsContent3 fadeOut 400 tabsContent2 fadeIn 600 tabsContent2[/script] [script class=third on=click] hide tabsContent2 hide tabsContent1 fadeOut 400 tabsContent2 fadeOut 400 tabsContent1 fadeOut 400 tabsContent3 fadeIn 600 tabsContent3[/script] [class=boxcontainer1] display: inline; position: relative; [/class] [class=boxcontainer2] display: inline-block; opacity: 0; position: absolute; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -10px; height: 100%; text-align: center; transition: opacity 0.4s; width: 100%; [/class] [class name=boxcontainer2 state=hover] opacity: 1; transition: 0.8s; [/class] [class name=box]background-color: #4a97a8; border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 0px; margin-top: -10px; color: white; display: inline-block; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.6em; padding: 2px 5px; letter-spacing: 0.3px; word-spacing:0.5px; text-align: center; transition: 1.5s[/class] [class=infocontainer]height: 230px; width: 295px; padding: 5px; position: absolute; top: 50px; margin-left: -5px; color: white; font-family:'Heebo', sans-serif; font-size: 0.69em; letter-spacing: 0.2px; font-smooth: 2em; overflow: hidden [/class] [class name=overflow]height: 100%; width: 104%; padding-right: 40px; overflow-y: auto; line-height:15px; font-style: normal; text-align: justify [/class] [class name=titleblock]width:295px;font-size:25px;text-align:center;color:#6aacc4;text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px white;font-weight:700;margin-top:-260px[/class] [class name=line]height:1px;width:100%;background:#7f806a;[/class] [class=firstword]height: 10px; display: inline-block; background: #7f806a; padding: 0px 5px 7px 5px; color: #fff; font-weight: 700 [/class] [div class=taboutside style=position:relative;margin-top:220px;left:-100px;color:transparent;][div class="tabs first" style="height:10px;width: 10px;border-radius: 50%;background: #7f806a"][div class=boxcontainer1]1[div class=boxcontainer2][div class=box]requisite[/div][/div][/div][/div][div class="tabs second" style="height:10px;width: 10px;border-radius: 50%;background: #7f806a"][div class=boxcontainer1]2[div class=boxcontainer2][div class=box]persona[/div][/div][/div][/div][div class="tabs third" style="height:10px;width: 10px;border-radius: 50%;background: #7f806a"][div class=boxcontainer1]3[div class=boxcontainer2][div class=box]history[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent1"] [div class=titleblock]requisite[/div] [div class=infocontainer][div class=overflow][div class=firstword]name[/div] vivian clarke russell

[div class=firstword]date of birth[/div] june 27 1998

[div class=firstword]mythological lineage[/div] poseidon, god of the sea

[div class=firstword]appearance[/div] Vivian has a lean- almost skinny stature at first glance. In reality, her muscles are quite toned. She has sculpted arms and shoulders and a strong shapely back. She’s narrow through the waist with muscular thighs and legs. She has an hourglass figure but her chest leans more to the flatter things of life. She’s about 5 feet and 7 inches tall. she originally has a fair complexion that comes through from time to time, but she normally tends to be more sun-kissed with the time she spends in the water and outdoors. She has a crown of wavy ash brown locks that goes passed her chest, an oval head shape, pointed chin and sharp jawline. She has the color of the ocean for her eyes, which turns to a darker and stormier hue whenever she’s experiencing intense emotions. She has naturally nicely-shaped brows that contours her face to highlights her features. Her upper lip is small and thin while her lower lip is much more plump. She has small hands but long fingers which are manicured short. The same goes for her toe nails. she has preference of usually wearing her hair down or tying it into a ponytail especially in situations where it demands her focus. The way she dresses is usually simple but chic. she has the smell of fresh smell that mildly resembles a mixture of peppermint and rain. There are light splashes of freckles on her nose that spreads to her cheeks. There are occasions where it is more visible and other times it could barely be seen. [/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display:none"] [div class=titleblock]persona[/div] [div class=infocontainer][div class=overflow] [div class=firstword]personality[/div] If one were to describe vivian, they would describe her to be a sensible person. She is someone who acts prudently, compassionate and inclined to weigh both views of opinions equally when it comes to making a decision. She is meticulous and thorough especially when she decides to take action. Add to that, her strong sense of responsibility allows her to be a great leader when the situations call for it. She is task-oriented and focused in getting the job done efficiently. She has the capacity to assess the situations and circumstances shrewdly or draw a sound solution.

Vivian has expectations upon herself and puts a great deal of effort when working that setbacks or failure can greatly affect her. While she is a great leader, she doesn't like to burden others in her problems. She’s self-reliant and has a difficult time asking for help. It is burdensome for her to accept her faults and weaknesses. She could be quite finicky, burdening with others who are under her as she’s difficult to please.

Sociable and Charismatic. Vivian has a large circle of friends. She enjoys interacting with others yet keeps everyone in arms length away from her. One of her greatest fear is one day that she would harm people that she cares for. She suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder making her squeamish against dirt. She’s very sensitive regarding the matter. Making her much more irritable in situations where there is much disorder. She dislikes being unprepared. She has great foresight that she always plan prudently for the future. She likes to prepare for every eventuality. She is aware of her problems therefore she should take care of it herself.

While she gives an impression of a composed person. Vivian is emotionally volatile that her behavior and reactions could not easily be predicted. She could be quite detached, avoiding emotional involvement. She would try to avoid experiencing intense emotions and attempts to be more emotionally detached. Her compassion allows her to have a humane understanding of other people’s suffering yet she can be devoid of empathetic actions- even hurting others in favor of her tendencies. There had been number of times where she hurt others in favor of herself and a standard of living she self-inflicted upon. She struggles with this trait of hers because she actually has a soft heart . It does not act upon her favor that she is temperamental person. Her detachment is her defense mechanism to avoid hurting others and herself.

Her mood changes far too unpredictably from cheerful to bad-tempered. She struggles with her complexities and disorders in her life. When she had matured, she tried to reign in her temper as much as possible however there are simply times that she’s is acting upon her emotions and would inflict harm on others. Vivian has three personalities that are most observable: the first personality is the Vivian with a large social of friends, the social and charismatic. One who is friendly and takes care of others well; The second personality is the very neat and organized Vivian, who’s very meticulous and task focused. However, she is much more withdrawn to others. Both personalities allow her to function as different kinds of leaders well; The third personality is the very emotionally unstable Vivian with a very bad temper. She is most likely to become violent and would hurt others unconsciously.

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[div class=firstword]skills?[/div] Swimming Skills: As an Athlete, Vivian has years of training in swimming has allowed her to develop a toned and very physically fit body. She exhibits hyperextension in her joints, which means her joint rotates beyond the normal angle, allowing the limb to extend past a straight line, for both her elbows and knees.In water, she has very few of her age that is equal to her but her physical abilities on land has much to be desired

Eidetic Memory: Not to be confused with photographic memory. This memory of hers allow her to essentially remember everything including taste, smell, sight, feelings- basically everything. She has no control over what she remembers. Her memories could become distorted. It can make it difficult for her it differentiate memories from a few seconds ago to three years ago. Often, it could become physically painful for her to recall memories due to sensory overload as she is reliving the moment. However, since she is subconsciously store memories it makes her a very intelligent person. She can retain a visual image in her mind that she could almost describe it perfectly. Vivian may have stores of knowledge of everything she may have experienced once, but in spite of that it is unreliable as she could not recall memories that may be asked upon. Instead, it may backlash and cause physical damage to her such as migraine.

[div class=firstword]strengths?[/div] Physically Fit: She has good posture with rounded shoulders and curved back. Vivian is flexible with good coordination and balance. High cardiovascular fitness and over all good muscle definition and strength.

Keen Senses: An eye for detail. Vivian has acute senses when it comes to observing the situation to almost painful degree. She is sensitive to her surroundings, especially when it comes to disorder.

Prospicience: She takes great care in preparing for every eventuality and keeps several back-up plans.

[div class=firstword]weaknesses?[/div] Physical: She has a slightly lower bone density. She is unable to properly absorb the shock sent up the legs when running or landing from a jump. Moreover, running and other high-impact dryland activities can negatively affect her. She has Dyslexia and ADHD.

Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder: Vivian suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder in the category of contamination. The need to clean and wash is her compulsion. Crowds and public areas are one of the things she dreaded most. She avoids physical contact with other people in fear of contamination. She's able to swim in pools as it was part of her treatment, ingraining the belief that water is clean. To add that point, whenever she goes swimming she would check with staff in the cleanliness of the pool.

Emotionally Unstable: Though much more vicious when she was younger, Vivian is still seeking treatment in dealing with her unpredictable and violent mood swings. Although there may be triggers that would cause her mood changes such as disorder and bacteria, which can cause her to become short-tempered and irritable. They are still mostly unpredictable. Vivian tries to control her emotional fluctuations as much as possible, when she is aware therefore makes it less frequent compared to before.

[div class=firstword]powers?[/div] Aquatic Respiration: The user can breathe in both water and air and are capable of staying underwater as long as they like and reemerge ready to breathe oxygen again through the appearance of gills located in the back of her ears. The transition of breathing between air and water initially is quite difficult. The user needs to take utmost care when submerging herself in water or rising back up to land or air as there would be complications in the transition. If not careful, the body would not recognize either water or oxygen and inhale it as poison instead. The user can initially breath deep underwater for at least 5 minutes before requiring to breath with her own lungs.

Water Manipulation: The user can create, shape and manipulate water, inorganic compound with liquid, gas (steam, water vapor), and solid (ice) states, including changing them from one state to other. However, creating water without a pre-existing source would require more skill and effort for the user. It’s effect is limited within the range of vision of the user. Controlling large bodies of water (ponds, lake,seas, oceans) over an excessive period of time is exhausting, which could result to fainting afterwards. The user is able to utilize water with their physical combat, using it both as weapon and defense, summoning waves to batter their opponents or whips to to cut or bind. The damage is usually not to the extent of being capable to kill someone. It requires a high-level of concentration and a momentarily lost of focus can cause her to lose control. Either resulting the water to fall to the ground or move without her control.

Aquatic Life Manipulation: The user can control marine life, from creatures that dwell in shallow water, to the ones who dwell in the abyss. Users may use this ability offensively or defensively depending on the situation. The user can communicate and command the creatures of the sea. This will require the user to have the aquatic mammal within her field of vision but can improve with practice and how well the mammal is tamed. The stronger the will of the animal, the more difficult it is to tamed. Aquarium Fishes almost require no effort but those with more intelligence and have wilder animal instincts like dolphins and sharks would require more effort.

[div class=line][/div] [/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display:none"] [div class=titleblock]backstory[/div] [div class=infocontainer][div class=overflow][div class=firstword]biography[/div] Vivian had been born to her a single mother, Anastasia Russell who works as a businesswoman. It was revealed that Vivian was a result of a one night stand. It was when she went on vacation by herself a few months back. Things weren’t going so well then in her life. She kept making mistakes at work, the guy whom she thought she had a connection with ended up with another person, there was a sudden influx of bills that she needed to pay- which was rather strange. Anastasia was a very sensible person and she typically managed her money quite well. One day, she was just scrolling through the web when there was an ad suggesting to take vacation in the Caribbean. Impulsively, she ends up booking a flight and a hotel. She had a couple of vacation days in work that she hadn’t used yet. She decides to take this as a chance to relax herself.

She had just arrived at the hotel. Anastasia was calling her parents, reassuring them that she arrived safely and that she was alright. It was there where she laid her eyes on a man that she instantly become attracted to. He had such charisma. There was something about him that pulled other people’s gaze towards him. Anastasia knew she wasn’t the only one who was deeply attracted to him. The way he looks alone made him desirable. Yet at the same time, there was something about him that didn’t allow others to interact to him easily. He was someone who you could only gaze from afar longingly.

A myriad of thoughts swirled in her head. She didn’t know if it was the alcohol in the cocktail that the hotel offers as service, or the fact that she was on vacation and no one knew who she was here. But she plucked her courage and approached him. She already decided that she would be more unrestrained in this trip. She expected that he would turn her away. He must have seen plenty of females that were much prettier than her that tried to approach him as well. Unexpectedly, he didn’t turn her away and instead invited her to a stroll. Anastasia spent her whole vacation together with him. The more she interacted with him, the more she falls deeper for him. When he spoke- it was like he had wisdom beyond his years that added to allure. Occasionally, he had fits of temper that she managed to calm him down. But it was the way he carried himself especially when he was in water that made her to fall for him.

The scene that she could never get off her mind was when they took a boat to the sea. As the sun sets, the sky had become a beautiful mixture of pink, orange, yellow and purple and the sea reflected those colors. She murmured how great it would be if they could see dolphins. He took her head and smiled, telling her to look in the distance. Shadows suddenly appeared to be in the sun that was meeting the sea. The shadows become closer and she could recognize it to be dolphins. When they return to shore, they had a romantic dinner followed to another stroll in the beach until eventually they were lead back to the hotel room. Under the influence of the alcohol and chemistry growing between them, Anastasia experienced a beautiful dream.

The man that she met was called himself as Sei. Anastasia tried calling the number he given to her which gave no response. They tried looking for him with the pictures she had of him so they could let him be aware that he had a child. But he couldn’t be found again.

For as long Anastasia remembered, Vivian had been such a fussy child. It require her to take great attention to details that could be considered trivial. Vivian had been especially fussy when the apartment was in a mess. She didn’t like it either when other people tried to hold her. Anastasia originally thought Vivian would eventually get over it. She presumed that it would improve once she would grow older. Yet it seemed to be grow even worse. Once she was old enough to be left in a nursery, she was a very difficult child to take care of. She didn’t like to share her things, she was extremely moody but she naturally attracted the other kids, acting as though a dictator in the nursery. It went on until it reached to the point, when another child had accidentally vomited all over her. Vivian’s temper had erupted and slapped the other kid. If she weren’t held back by the caretakers, she would have proceeded to beat the kid up.

Then on, it seemed like Vivian had changed. She kept to herself more often. She would avoid being touched by others and would raise a fuss whenever someone tried to hold her. It was so bad that eventually her mother was advised to have her checked. Vivian could remember the white walls and the smell of antiseptic. She could remember that it felt very foreign to her and it gave her a slight tinge on unease and fearful. The man with a white lab-coat whose face she would be very accustomed in seeing eventually, was initially very strange and assertive towards her. The white walls were eventually replaced with colorful walls with decorations of flowers, butterflies, the sun and clouds. Inside the room, was also littered with different toys with chairs placed mostly by the side of the wall. She could remember him repeatedly asking her questions while attempting to get close to her by holding toys up to her, asking her if she wanted to play.

Numerous sessions later and efforts of treatment, Vivian had been diagnosed to be emotionally unstable, obsessive-compulsive disorder revealed that she had eidetic memory. It was shown through numerous tests and observation with how articulate her memory was and reaction towards it- as though she was experiencing it at the moment. Her immense dislike for all things related to dirt was due to the event where she experienced vomit all over her body. She can remember clearly the smell and how it felt which made her very squeamish when it comes to dealing with dirt until the fear had become exaggerated. They have tried several treatment which proved to be unsuccessful.

In one session, it was spoken without much thought that she was much more calmer in water. No surprise to the doctor as it was well-known that water had several healing properties and a moment of inspiration to kill two birds with one stone. He had suggested Vivian to take up swimming. It alleviates stress which could improve her mood stability while she tries exposure therapy by taking swimming classes. Originally quite squeamish by the idea of being in a tub of water full of germs, Vivian had eventually adapted to it. However it remained limited to as long she was in water.

Eventually, Vivian joined the swimming team of her school which helped her gain a scholarship to help her mother. She had joined national competitions and won them. She never had to worry about her grades in particular. Her grades would at least belong to above average. No matter how much she avoided others, it wouldn’t dissuade people in attempting to get close to her. Vivian had become much better when she mentally matured. She had become much more sociable when dealing with others which helped improve her popularity.

She became much more sensitive in the feelings of others, yet couldn’t help putting distance between people figuratively and literally. With her developed awareness, she’s now more aware of how awful she becomes when her temper isn’t reigned. She could cause mayhem and havoc for the most petty reasons. In a fit of immaturity, she had once spew incredibly harsh and hurtful words because her friend had created a horrible mess.

Vivian is currently headed to Canada for a swimming meet that she would be competing in.

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[Feyrie]

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[div class="bigimage" style="height:100%;width:130px;background-image:url(https://78.media.tumblr.com/40a3c6aea1b344bdaa37ef8d5cc1c092/tumblr_p1mryiK7Ob1ufb5cfo1_1280.jpg);background-size:230%;background-position:50% 30%;filter: saturate(90%) contrast(100%);position:relative;top:-80px;left:100px"] [div class="hoverimg" style="display:none;height:100%;width:130px;background-image:url(https://78.media.tumblr.com/0fa470e4ff587b26c9cc2cd7d4605261/tumblr_p1mry2nbwo1ufb5cfo1_1280.jpg);background-size:250%;background-position:70% 30%;"][/div][/div] [class=container]height:240px; width: 295px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 5px; font-family: 'Playfair Display', serif; font-style: oblique; position: relative [/class] [class=taboutside]height: 30px; width: 100px; padding-top: 20px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; font-size: 0.55em; position: absolute; top: 50px; margin-left: 200px[/class] [div class=container style="top:-400px;left:240px"] [class=tabs]cursor: url(https://i.imgur.com/fkP02Jr.png), pointer; background: black; display: inline-block; color: transparent; font-size: 17px; text-align: center; transition: all .7s ease-in-out [/class] [script class=first on=click] hide tabsContent2 hide tabsContent3 fadeOut 400 tabsContent2 fadeOut 400 tabsContent3 fadeOut 800 tabsContent1 fadeIn 800 tabsContent1[/script] [script class=second on=click] hide tabsContent1 hide tabsContent3 fadeOut 400 tabsContent1 fadeOut 400 tabsContent3 fadeOut 400 tabsContent2 fadeIn 600 tabsContent2[/script] [script class=third on=click] hide tabsContent2 hide tabsContent1 fadeOut 400 tabsContent2 fadeOut 400 tabsContent1 fadeOut 400 tabsContent3 fadeIn 600 tabsContent3[/script] [class=boxcontainer1] display: inline; position: relative; [/class] [class=boxcontainer2] display: inline-block; opacity: 0; position: absolute; margin-left: -15px; margin-top: -10px; height: 100%; text-align: center; transition: opacity 0.4s; width: 100%; [/class] [class name=boxcontainer2 state=hover] opacity: 1; transition: 0.8s; [/class] [class name=box]background-color: #4a97a8; border-radius: 10px 10px 10px 0px; margin-top: -10px; color: white; display: inline-block; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.6em; padding: 2px 5px; letter-spacing: 0.3px; word-spacing:0.5px; text-align: center; transition: 1.5s[/class] [class=infocontainer]height: 230px; width: 295px; padding: 5px; position: absolute; top: 50px; margin-left: -5px; color: white; font-family:'Heebo', sans-serif; font-size: 0.69em; letter-spacing: 0.2px; font-smooth: 2em; overflow: hidden [/class] [class name=overflow]height: 100%; width: 104%; padding-right: 40px; overflow-y: auto; line-height:15px; font-style: normal; text-align: justify [/class] [class name=titleblock]width:295px;font-size:25px;text-align:center;color:#aad6ef;text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px white;font-weight:700;margin-top:-260px[/class] [class name=line]height:1px;width:100%;background:#7f806a;[/class] [class=firstword]height: 10px; display: inline-block; background: #7f806a; padding: 0px 5px 7px 5px; color: #fff; font-weight: 700 [/class] [div class=taboutside style=position:relative;margin-top:220px;left:-100px;color:transparent;][div class="tabs first" style="height:10px;width: 10px;border-radius: 50%;background: #7f806a"][div class=boxcontainer1]1[div class=boxcontainer2][div class=box]requisite[/div][/div][/div][/div][div class="tabs second" style="height:10px;width: 10px;border-radius: 50%;background: #7f806a"][div class=boxcontainer1]2[div class=boxcontainer2][div class=box]persona[/div][/div][/div][/div][div class="tabs third" style="height:10px;width: 10px;border-radius: 50%;background: #7f806a"][div class=boxcontainer1]3[div class=boxcontainer2][div class=box]history[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent1"] [div class=titleblock]requisite[/div] [div class=infocontainer][div class=overflow][div class=firstword]name[/div] Bai Wen Yan

[div class=firstword]date of birth[/div] February 20 2000

[div class=firstword]mythological lineage[/div] Caerus, the personification of opportunities and favorable moments

[div class=firstword]appearance[/div] Compared to western males, Wen Yan appears much more slender and leaner making him appear delicate. Underneath the clothes, he’s as fit as they are even if he’s not bulging with muscle. His complexion is a slight tan with a yellowish undertone. His skin is mostly smooth without a hint of blemish. He has a diamond head shape, which makes his cheeks bones set wide apart. At the same time, his jawline and forehead have the same width. Both his hair and eyes are dark- practically black in color. His eyes are long and slender, with the tails slightly tilting upwards; tails of the eyes are long and double-lidded. The curve of of his upper eyelid is larger. Whenever he laughs, his eyes would look like a crescent moon. He has thick and flat eyebrows like a straight line with almost no arch. He has a dimple on the right but it isn’t quite noticeable, located within his smile line. [/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent2" style="display:none"] [div class=titleblock]persona[/div] [div class=infocontainer][div class=overflow] [div class=firstword]personality[/div] Initially, Bai Wen Yan is viewed to be someone very stoic and quiet. This is because he is quite shy when in the presence of strangers or in a foreign place. He’s quite an awkward individual when it comes to interacting with others. When others have interacted with further, they would tend to view him weird. Even though he plays sports well, he has a unique talent in tripping in public. He strongly dislikes small talk and handshakes give him anxiety. He tends to fumble in his sentences.

Once they get closer to him, they would learn that he’s not quiet at all. He is someone who’s very talkative. He could talk endlessly, although in the end no one would have understand what he has said. This is because Bai Wen Yan is not very good when it comes to expressing his thoughts. The values taught to him are strongly instilled in his mind. He is someone with good manners, and plays the role of the dutiful son well. He respects his elders and takes good care of those even younger than him; which makes him quite considerate. Despite the awkwardness regarding the situation of his family, he loves them very dearly.

He is considered to be intelligent. But it is his belief that his intelligence comes from his efforts when it comes to studying. The same goes for the rest of his skills that came from his hard work. He believes in hard work over talent. He’s very diligent and never lazy. Bai Wen Yan is not for breaking the rules as well. He prefers it when there is a code of behavior among people to avoid discord. He does not question the authority of those older than him or higher in power, obeying obediently.

He is someone who is always jubilant and merry. He’s almost never tired despite his usually heavy schedule. He’s very passionate person. Behind the bright smile lies a resilient spirit. His closest friends like to bully him as he doesn’t get mad easily. Even under strong pressure, he remains nonchalant and contemplative. Bai Wen Yan would prefer to placate others first and avoid conflict. As someone sensitive, he has a few issues regarding his self-esteem. The opinions of others bear heavy weight in his mentality. When he fails to reach the expectations of his family, he becomes more withdrawn and depressed.

Despite being a very mild-mannered, Bai Wen Yan has an evil side that lets loose every now and then to relieve his pent-up stress or when he’s pushed too far. He could become very mischievous and has a trickster side. But unlike the conventional trickster, he doesn’t steal or lie. Rather he inflicts upon others a societal hubris. He traps others in the rules, conventions and expectations society has made. He uses this to outwit others. He does this all this while sticking for to the rules.

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[div class=firstword]skills?[/div] Physical: Basketball, Soccer and Mixed-Martial Arts

Artistic Ability: Painting, Sketching, Origami and Sculpting

Linguistics: Fluent in speaking Cantonese, English, French and Mandarin

[div class=firstword]strengths?[/div] Diligent: He’s a very hard worker. It has reached to the point that he would rather overwork himself than miss a routine in his daily life. He would study every single day and practice other things that his family asked him to do. He would take his time in learning new things. Say that he learned a new trick, once he grasps the idea on how to do it properly he would do it continuously until his body could subconsciously remember it. But too much of a good thing isn't good either, if not controlled he would overwork himself and strain both his body and mentality.

Patience: Bai Wen Yan grabs the opportunities given to him that would make others view him enviously as someone fortunate. While others look on enviously, he tries to see the bigger picture and how far his actions today could affect his future. He has an awareness of what he’s capable of and his limits. But he doesn’t let it stop him and tries to use it to his advantage.

[div class=firstword]weaknesses?[/div] Indecisive: He never really had the opportunity when it comes to making decisions in his life. He finds it difficult in even choosing what he wants to eat for dinner. He would much rather prefer in following the opinion of the majority. To those who actually ask his opinion in things, it would mostly result to their frustration and even his. In his core, he’s simply a people-pleaser. He yearns to gain others recognition to him while avoiding conflict.

Obstinate: Bai Wen Yan has a very clear distinction between what is considered to be right and wrong. From his upbringing, he is old-fashioned in his values. He is incorruptible, upright and steadfast. He takes respecting others especially his elders very seriously and does not look upon rule breakers kindly. The same goes when questioning those of higher authority. He is such a strong stickler for rules that he’s able to find a way to exploit it against others without breaking them. He is narrow-minded and would reject the ideas of others when it is too different from his beliefs.

ADHD and Dyslexia: Though he suffers from dyslexia, he overcome it through hard work and perseverance. It was difficult for him in learning to read and write characters in chinese especially when the pronunciation plays a vital role. Instead of calling his mother, it was possible for him to have cursed instead if not careful. Add to that, his studies in learning other languages. ADHD impacted his life less as he was someone with an active lifestyle, however situations that require him to sit still remain his enemy.

[div class=firstword]powers?[/div] Luck: A child favored by the heavens. Majority of time, things would usually go his way. Even when things seem bleak or unfortunate, the tides would eventually be turned into his favor. It is like the universe seems to align in favor of his success. The user is someone you would like to bring when traveling to casinos or any areas that could be based upon probability. The user has an energy that could allow others to be infected with his good fortune for only a limited time. Although the process of how luck works remains abstract and unpredictable. There may be opportunities hidden in plain sight that others could not see clearly and become useless. The user has the ability to see these processes much clearer compared to most. Examples of his powers at work is that when he buys food his portion would have more. When user draws lot, he usually draws the best one. If not, he could fortuitous encounter or event such as meeting someone famous. The limitation of this is that the user lacks the talent in expressing his ideas and would often be overlooked. User may even fail to notice the opportunity given and lose it.

Fifth Sense: A unique sense that is presented as psychological awareness of the user’s surroundings. It presents itself as a tingling feeling in the back of his skull. It allows the user to detect danger before it happens and warns him of it in no time. The greater the danger or how close the danger is, increases the tingling sensation. However the user would not have no clue of the nature of the warning or how will the danger present itself. It would only present itself as a tingling sensation warning the user that a threatening situation will occur. This works in hand of his luck as it helps him navigate through danger. Coupled with Luck, the user is able to go through dangerous situations and practically escape unscathed. However it may fail to react when the user is fatigued or distracted. It does not also set go off to those the user does not view to be a threat.

[div class=line][/div] [/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=content][div class="tabsContent tabsContent3" style="display:none"] [div class=titleblock]backstory[/div] [div class=infocontainer][div class=overflow][div class=firstword]biography[/div] Bai Wen Yan was brought up in Wenzhou, China. He was raised in traditional chinese upbringing. It was emphasized to him the ethics of hard work, discipline and excellence as well in the emphasis on family and ancestral traditions. His parents had higher standards than most. It is because their Bai Family were a well-known and prestigious family within their prefecture. It was said that they came from a long line of scholars since the Yuan Dynasty. His parents took control of majority of the aspects of his life, dictating what he should do and what he shouldn’t do. Wen Yan could only submit himself to demands and instructions from his parents and not permitted in questioning them.

This is because the family name and reputation played such a heavy role in the their society that there was such heavy pressure and expectations were weighed upon him. It was strongly believed that a child who excels in academics, arts and sports and eventually attains a notable job with high earnings improves the image of the family. Yet, no matter how hard he worked his parents would treat him coldly, They would often use psychological manipulation such as shaming him whenever he makes a mistake.

The only one in their family who showered him with affection was his older sister, Bai Ying Yue. Despite having an age gap of almost twenty years apart, the siblings were very close. It was around her that he was allowed to let loose to act his age. She would comfort him whenever his parents brought him down. Bai Ying Yue helped raising him to become very jubilant yet somewhat ridiculous.

It was eventually revealed to him that though his family were prestigious, they didn’t always enjoyed the wealth that they currently have. It took most of their family fortune in sending his older sister abroad. When Wen Yan reached the age of fifteen, he had overheard his parents and his sister arguing. He knew it wasn’t right yet he couldn’t control his curiosity. The door was slightly ajar and he slowly leaned his ear against it. It seemed that they were.. Arguing about him?

Full of shock to have learned that his whole life was a lie. His sister was actually his mother while his parents was actually his grandparents. When they noticed Wen Yan overheard them, they revealed the truth to him. Bai Ying Yue was originally studying abroad. But, later on, when she came to visit her parents- she was carrying him, who was only a few months old. Ying Yue had told them that she had stopped studying for a year to give birth to him. To protect their reputation, his grandparents had decided to adopt him as their child to hide the fact that he was actually Ying Yue’s child.

He finally understood why their neighbors looked upon him differently. They must have known he was adopted. There had been rumors that he was actually his sister’s child. It surfaced from how large their age gap was and how similar he looked but he didn’t think it would have been true. However, it all made sense. The way how kind and affectionate Ying Yue treated him. The way his parents- who are actually his grandparents treated him coldly. They must have initially resent him as he was the dark stain to the family reputation. Not to mention, they were unaware of the identity of bastard that impregnated their daughter. Now they were simply awkward and didn’t know on how to interact with their grandchild, especially now that Wen Yan had learned the truth.

Little is known about his Father. Ying Yue kept her mouth shut and didn’t talk about him often. It is highly assumed that it was someone that Ying Yue met while she was studying abroad. The only thing revealed to him was that he was the owner of the phrase that she frequently tells him, “Timing is everything”.

When she was struggling to take care of him, she was reminded of his words that he last spoke to her. She had finally put Wen Yan to rest and was cleaning things up when she saw a letter along with a photograph from her parents. The details were asking of how she was been and if that she was struggling, she could always go back home. She had took it as a sign and flew back home.

They had to go through a few hardship especially in regards to her parents reaction, but it was much more favorable compared to before. Ying Yue would always call him, their lucky star. Since his birth, there have been more opportunities that tended to favor them. A clear example was that they had more wealth compared to back then.

Bai Wen Yan was in his final year, and his school was handing a variety of trips planned. He was going through the itinerary papers for the different trips planned that they could choose. Majority of his classmates were planning to go visit Europe. He originally planned to go with them. He was looking for the details for the trip in Europe when his eyes were drawn to the one pertaining to the trip in Canada. He couldn’t help thinking of his mother’s words and chosen to go there instead.

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[Kiroshiven]

Name: Violet McCrae

Date of Birth: September 9th, 1998; Virgo

Mythological Lineage: Daughter of Hephaestus, doesn't look it though.

Appearance: Violet isn't a tall girl standing in at only 5'2" tall. She has a very slim build and lacks much meat anywhere on her body. She has bright red hair that extends down to the middle of her back, though she generally prefers to keep it braided and frame her oval face. Green eyes that sparkle like emeralds are surrounded by an array of freckles. Despite her slim build the slight curves of her body are still present and do show themselves when she's now wearing fairly flowing, loose, or baggy clothes. She has a scar on her left palm where she burned herself while inventing. Violet wears glasses or contacts depending on what she's going to be doing during the day.

Backstory: Violet McCRae was born in early September to Sonya McCrae and Hector McCrae in Montreal, Canada. However, shortly after her birth, Hector McCrae died in a car crash. The car seemingly exploded, vaporizing the remains of the loving husband. Within a year, Sonya had remarried to Victor Ruskavic, but left her daughters surname as is in honor of the man she loved. And although the new father loved his step-daughter very much, it was obvious from very early on that her late father had greatly influenced the young ginger.

From the age of three, Violet showed signs of being a "prodigy" by many people's standards. Where normally three year-olds were playing with blocks and some tinker toys to a lesser degree. Violet had managed to use a rubber band and several tinker toys to build a functioning toy car. It was the simply kind that you pulled back and it rolled forward, but for a child her age it was a miracle. When she was old enough to speak and asked about it, she only said she remembered a voice telling her where to put things in order to make it work.

On her sixth birthday, Violet's mother and step-father bought her an art book, paints, clay and other creative freedoms. However, she showed no interest in these and when a random tool kit appeared in the girl's room she squealed with joy at the prospect. She began to try and figure out how everything in her house worked by taking it apart before putting it back together. Albeit, nothing she put back together worked the way it was supposed to, but with her parents' source of income being fairly well off based on their clientele, it wasn't made such a big deal out of. Plus, her parents wanted to support the girl in her endeavors.

Despite her obvious interest in building, dismantling and creating, it became apparent that school would become difficult for Violet. She couldn't focus on classwork or the lectures or well anything other than her sketchbook filled with pages of inventions she would come up with in her sleep. Often times, Violet would be caught daydreaming in class about some invention that was outside her reach due to her age and the difficult nature of the equipment needed. It wasn't long before she was looked at as that "weird" girl who liked machines more than people. However, Violet merely shrugged these negative thoughts off and continued her musings within her book.

By the age of nine, Violet had already created several inventions for herself, alongside a few machines that she built with help from "the voice" again. These were her own personal computer that she used to plot out all of her inventions from then on. A couple of robots that were about the size of baseballs that would act as her helpers to fetch her supplies and keep her in stock on food and drinks while working. She had built a machine for her bed that would not only shake the bed like an earthquake was happening to make sure the heavy-sleeping girl would wake, but also make the bed for her so she wouldn't have to remember. And although her parents wanted to have her inventions patented and made into successful businesses, Violet told them that if they did she'd run away. She wasn't inventing for money, she did it because she loved to build.

At thirteen, Violet wound up in shop class. Violet loved the class and it turned out to be the only class that her ADHD never plagued her in. She could completely focus and worked like mad during the class. She loved welding and building and often got further along in the class than the rest of her classmates. This, once again, put her in the "weird" category as the girl focused less on looking pretty and dating and more on what they were building and things that she could improve upon. One day during class though, a girl that was irritated by Violet's blatant disregard for her superiority as a "popular" girl, "accidentally" bumped into Violet who wound up grabbing hold of a piece of metal she'd been welding together. She suffered a second degree burn which left a scar covering a majority of the palm on her right hand.

Despite this brutal and cruel torture, Violet continued working, deciding that people were fickle creatures that wouldn't ever understand her. She buried herself within her workshop (aka her room) and began to design someone that would always be there for her. It took a great deal of more work for the girl to find all the information she needed along with acquiring the required information. However after three years filled with countless sleepless nights, missed opportunities to go out with her parents, and several skipped meals, Violet managed to make her own Virtual Intelligence that she named P.A.P. or Personal Assistance Program.

With P.A.P. installed into her computer Violet decided that she needed to improve her security bots. She decided to order P.A.P. to get as much advanced military grade blueprints without getting caught. After about three to four days P.A.P. had classified hypothetical technologies downloaded into a massive file on an encrypted external hard drive. The VI warning the girl that building any of these particular technologies could create an imbalance of power within the global market. The girl, now with her own plan for her future, dropped out of school and began working on the projects in secret.

About two years after she got the intel, the young Violet McCrae had become a black market information broker. She didn't mind the idea of selling the ideas that she'd collected to foreign powers as the technologies required for them were something that nobody had or could acquire without her help. The money though, that became as abundant as she needed. With the help of her intuitive "inner voice", P.A.P. and her own dedication she was able to begin building the improved bots. Starting out with making them able to blend in with the modern world, looking like cellphones, tablets, or laptops. She needed to have her bots with her at all time in case anything ever came back to her and she needed to be protected.

The eighteen year old girl had become a rumored male nicknamed "Forge" for all the weapon details she would sell to the highest bidder. Armed with four personal robots that traveled anywhere she went, the girl moved out of the city into the country side and built herself an bunker where she could further improve on her designs. Developing weapons and the tech the world had never seen. She remained there for two more years until she grew bored of her life and set out into the world looking for a greater calling in life, with P.A.P. and her little droid buddies along for the ride.

Personality:
Violet isn't the most sociable of people. She believes that people will stab you in the back as soon call you their friend. She likes to dig up whatever information she can gather on someone with the help of P.A.P. The virtual intelligence is the closest thing that she has to a friend. Despite this, Violet does like the idea of having actual people to be a normal girl around. She sometimes regrets her decision to lock herself away from the world and focus on her work and tries to reach out and make normal connections.

Violet is very whimsical for a woman of science. She lets her desire and fancy drive her work picking up projects on a whim. Despite the nature of how she picks up a project, once begun, Violet is dedicated and sees it through to the end. If there's an obstacle to her goal, she'll either smash through it with extreme force or figure out a way around it. Either way she WILL do what she wants to do and get where she wants. She has a stubbornness stronger than any metal she's ever worked on refusing to budge an inch when it comes to achieving something. This desire has on many occasions caused the girl to skimp out on taking proper care of herself thus making her more like "one of the guys" rather than a girl.

Violet is an unspoken romantic. Against what others may picture her as, Violet loves the idea of romance and true love. She keeps this a very well kept secret except from P.A.P. Who currently has about two or three hundred romance novels locked away in his database within a triple encrypted folder. She can spend hours lost within the book and even when her ADHD acts up she can manage to find her way back into the book.

Violet has a very honest and direct personality. If she doesn't enjoy what someone's talking about she'll tell them it to their face before excusing her conversation. Her honesty with people can come off as condescending and will sometimes aggravate people to which Violet doesn't respond to. She lacks a level of empathy that should've been developed during her younger years. She comes off cold and although someone else's emotions are foreign to her she will try her best to support someone like her parents always supported her decisions through life.

Skills:
Inventor: Violet likes to build machines from whatever parts and pieces she can find which turn into her gadgets and gizmos that either ruin or benefit her daily life. From her little helper bots to the VI she has programmed into her electronic devices. Given the right amount of time and supplies she can build nearly any technology in imagination.

Intel Collection: Violet has access to information that most people don't have access to with the help of P.A.P. She can gather intel on almost anyone and anything that she needs in order to further improve her ventures.

Unnoticed: Despite her bright hair, Violet's lacking presence makes it easy for her to just disappear into the crowd or be forgotten from people's minds after a meeting. If she doesn't take an interest in someone, they generally won't notice or remember the inventive girl.

Science Nerd: She understands a vast array of sciences ranging from biology to astrophysics. This gives her a broad array of book knowledge that can become useful in many different situations.

Hacker: Violet has researched and dug through everything she could find on hacking and although P.A.P. often helps her when she's not feeling motivated to do it, Violet has the skills to break through most firewalls, encryptions and any other security measures in place.

Strengths:
Resilient: Violet has gone days without sleep, food or fluids and still functioned properly. She can whether the storm of adversity that comes with life, though her body may not.

Drones: Violet has built her robots to become like small drones that can fly around her and act as her body guards when she's endangered. Armed with high powered tasers, tranquilizer darts, peppers spray as well as iron pellets, these drones are the perfect nonlethal protection.

Inquisitive: Violet likes to ask questions even if she knows that she won't get the answer easily. Sometimes these questions have led to her accidentally inventing some kind of new device or improving on an already existing one.

Organized: Against all odds, Violet keeps her space organized to a level that most anybody would find astonishing. Everything has a place, and almost every space is used for something.

Motivated: Violet is passionate about what she sets out to do. And it's almost impossible to dowse the flames of her heart once ignited.

Weaknesses:

Apathetic: Violet can't really understand other's pain as she doesn't connect with people easily. It's not that she doesn't want to, she just doesn't have the experiences to connect to them.

Reckless: Violet doesn't monitor her own health properly more often than not. If she sets her eyes on a goal, she only really sees that goal and forgets about everything else going on in her life.

Cynical: Violet is a cynic through and through. She looks at each person like they're going to stab her in the back and often keeps a strong wall around her emotions.

Physically lacking: Violet isn't all that strong due to having her robots do all the heavy lifting for her. Her athletic prowess is subpar and leaves her vulnerable when without her gadgets.

Stubborn and Argumentative: If violet believes herself to be right, then you can be damn well certain that she will prove it. Even if that means she has to stand around having a four hour conversation proving her point to anyone that will listen.

Conscientious Objector: Violet refuses to kill anyone of her own free will. Thus why her drones are armed with non-lethal weaponry, though incredibly potent.

Powers:
Ferrokinesis: The user can create, shape and manipulate metal, a solid material (an element, compound, or alloy) that is typically hard, shiny, and features good electrical and thermal conductivity. Metals are generally malleable—they can be hammered or pressed permanently out of shape without breaking or cracking—as well as fusible (able to be fused or melted) and ductile (able to be drawn out into a thin wire). The usage can be from simply moving an object made of metal to completely changing one metal object into another. Forming walls, weapons, and tools from the metals around her. She can also phase through walls with enough focus. With a great deal of study and focus, Violet could use the iron within her blood or another's blood as the source of metal for her power.

The limitations being that Violet cannot create metal and must use metal that she is touching. Also, Violet can only control these objects with her left hand, limiting the range to which she can subtly manipulate them to one half of her body. The further the metal is away from her the harder it is to control. All usage of the power requires extreme focus as metal is a very weighty metal and puts an increased strain on her thought process.

Pyrokinesis: User can create, shape and manipulate fire, the rapid oxidation of a material in the exothermic chemical process of combustion, releasing heat, light, and various reaction products, flame being the visible portion of the fire. Depending on the substances alight, and any impurities outside, the color of the flame and the fire's intensity will be different. The range of this ability is limited to fifty feet around her. The damage depends on the intensity of the fire and how direct of a hit the target takes, but can lead to death if used with too much force.

Violet can only control fire with her right hand. She can generate the flame but it consumes large amounts of calories to produce on her own and inflicts a great deal of pain to the scarring on her hand. Fire is a very difficult element to control as it will consume all that it comes into contact with if not watched closely. Violet must maintain near absolute focus to prevent the fires from getting out of control. Losing her temper could cause the flames to increase in power drastically but also become more likely to spread uncontrolled. She is also currently limited to a red flame which is the weakest of fires. With practice she could learn to control white fire which burns at temperatures that would burn through most objects.

Pre-Existing Relationships: (Optional, if your character is involved with any other character, please enumerate them here)
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[Kiroshiven]

Name: Maixmus "Max" McMillan

Date of Birth: October 31st, 1995; Scorpio

Mythological Lineage: Son of ***********, Grandson of ***********

Appearance: Maximus is a very large male standing in at an impressive 6'9" tall. He has heterochromia with one eye being green and the other blue. Unruly black hair that seems impossible to tame adorns the top of his head and extends down to the middle of his neck. A fairly coarse beard and moustache cover up his strong jaw-line and a portion of his olive skin. There were times when Max tried to keep his face clean shaven but his hair just grew in a bit too quickly, to the point where he now just keeps it trimmed up. Maximus' height isn't the only large thing about him. He has a pair of broad shoulders and a well defined physique showing his muscles clearly when not wearing a shirt or tighter fitting clothing. However, Maximus hardly ever wears these kinds of clothes.

Backstory: Maximus Mcmillan was born October 31st, 1995 to a single mother named Lillian McMillan. Little is known about how the woman came to bear the child as she describes it as nothing more than a passing fling between her and a man she met while visiting Sicily. She mentions a man that she met in a city ************. The only other thing that was unusual about Max's birth was how large the baby was. He was born as an 11 pound 4 ounce baby. A whole pound over the uppermost end of the average weight. However, there was nothing strange about the baby other than his heterochromia and both Lillian and Maximus were allowed to leave after a few days of recovery and observation.

Growing up as a child Maximus continued this trend of being larger than the rest of his classmates, normally standing several inches to nearly a foot taller than them all the way into his early high school years. This size garnered some unwanted attention along with several rumors about him and his family. Max didn't pay these rumors any mind as he didn't want to cause trouble for his mother who was constantly working to support the family. Even before the age of ten, Max could pick up on the subtleties of her exhaustion.

With his mother nearly absent from his life, Max had no choice but to grow up earlier than others. By the age of nine he was cleaning the house, preparing food for himself as well as his mother and keeping himself in clean clothes. Max knew that his mother felt terrible about this but the boy just figured this was the way life worked when one didn't have a father. It seemed completely natural and didn't cause the boy any problems.

High school was when the problems really became apparent. Between the ages of twelve and thirteen, puberty hit max like a lead weight. He grew even taller and his figure became more imposing. The rumors grew worse and nearly all of the students started to treat him like he was one of the "bad boys." It didn't help his case that he was diagnosed with severe dyslexia that caused him problems in almost every single class. So when he should've been paying attention to the teacher and following along in the book he'd just give up and wait til after class to get direct tutoring.

It was around his sophomore year that Max's reputation grew worse. The wear and tear of three jobs was becoming more and more apparent on Lillian's physique and face. So Max began leaving in the middle of the night after his mom left to go do part time work. Due to his size, very few places questioned him being old enough to work. It started off with helping to unload crates at the docks and transitioned into working as a bouncer at a gentleman's club every once in a while. The work was tiring but improved Max's physique to the point where he looked more like a mountain than a human. These jobs left Max tired in class and furthered his "bad boy" reputation to the point that even people who had known Max as a gentle giant were questioning it.

Max's mother did eventually find out about the jobs when certain bills weren't showing up at the house, but the house continued to run. Things like electricity and heat weren't bills that would go without paying. When questioned Max answered honestly, to which he got a brutal tongue lashing from his mother. She was furious that he'd gone behind her back, but at the same time sad that it had come to that point. She knew that she couldn't refuse her son's wish to help and allowed him to continue working at the docks, but he wasn't allowed to do anymore bouncing. Her son may have been a large man, but violence, that was something that she couldn't allow him to take part of.

Junior year was a surprising point for Max. When they started learning about ancient Greece, Max realized he could read the language. It was odd, yes, but he didn't dare question it, or more so, he just blamed it on the dyslexia. Whatever the case, this realization ignited a spark of curiosity in Max and whenever he had free time he was researching the ancient Greeks, their gods and their culture. He became enraptured by them, learning all he could so far as to even learn about less pleasant gods like **************. Max's senior year was fairly uneventful. His obsession with Greek mythology continued, but it was more restrained than his Junior year.

After graduating high school, Max decided not to go to college. He wanted to give his mother a break and seeing as how she had no ability to say what he did or didn't do, he went off to do odd jobs. He continued to work nights at the docks and started bouncing again. The bouncing seemed to be his best one because when people, usually men, tried to get a bit too big for their britches with either one of the other staff or one of the other patrons, an angry 300 pound goliath of a man seemed to remind the boy of where he belonged. Soon after starting work again, he was offered to help work at a construction sight moving rubble and working for some more cash by a coworker. After a year or so of doing that he got another job as an assistant to a handyman who built furniture, fixed plumbing and helped out with house repairs. Max even went so far as to try and be a barista and waiter, though neither of these panned out because of his intimidating nature terrifying guests away.

Max eventually was working enough to make it where his mother could drop one of the jobs and actually take time for herself. However, she never stopped feeling guilty about Max's life and wanted more than anything to give him a better chance. So she pulled out a small charm that she had been given by the nurse. It was a charm that allowed one to speak to the gods. Lillian knew that she couldn't ask any of the Olympians to grant Max a better life, but she knew a particular god that may very well answer her prayers. "Hades, Lord of the Underworld, hear my prayer...…"

Personality:
Maximus may look large an intimidating, but he, for the most part, is a friendly fellow who'd have your back through the best and worst times. He's like a good walking stick, when you don't need him he's there to make the journey easier, but he'll carry all of your weight if you need him to. He is supportive, but a very quiet person. His lack of social interactions growing up has made it difficult for him to connect with people as well as made it where he doesn't state his opinion unless he absolutely has to. Maximus does have a very resourceful nature. Raising himself and working odd jobs has given him a new look on things and he can find use in the most worthless of items. Ranging from using a shoelace as a bolt lock for a door to managing to building an entire deck out of an old shed.

Max's selflessness and his temper are his greatest problems though. He wants to help everyone and although many don't accept the offer he tries his best to always offer a hand to someone in need, even if it means he himself will be hurt instead. And although Max is a very patient soul that doesn't consider highly of himself, when someone becomes a problem for someone he cares about he's like an erupting volcano. His temper is explosive and can lead to very violent outbursts if left unchecked. Thankfully the fuse on this tie bomb is as long as the day.

Skills:
Handyman: Max has done a lot of odd jobs and has experience doing various things ranging from moving crates to fixing electrical in a house. His wide knowledge enables him to be a jack-of-all-trades, master of none.

Brawler: Max may have never learned a proper form to fighting, but if came down to some ol' fashioned fisty-cuffs, Max could probably beat anybody.

Peacekeeper: Max learned from bouncing how to calm down patrons and others without raising a fist himself. Although half of this was his brutish size, the other half was when he would speak and inject reason into the argument.

Greek Know-it-all: Max's obsession with Greek mythos has made him well versed in the legends, history and nature of the gods and heroes.

Strengths:
Strong body: Max's body has been completely worked to the point that his muscles have put him into the "obese" category on his weight. He can lift and move objects like one of the challengers of the Iron Man competition.

Enduring: Max's time working at the docks has given him an incredible level of endurance. He can continue to perform strenuous activities for several hours before becoming tired.

Observant: Working as a bouncer has made Max able to be observant and "read the mood" of any room he's in. This observational skill enabled him to stop problems from escalating the moment they began.

Patient: Ever had a drunk guy get in your face and NOT be able to punch his lights out? Max has. He's had to stand being insulted and berated by nearly every drunk bastard at the club in a night and not lose his cool.

High Pain Tolerance: Max isn't a push over. When he first began working the docks his body would ace and scream at him for what he put it through, but he never complained to anyone. He just sucked it up and kept trucking.

Weaknesses:
Slow: Max isn't a fast person. He runs at a below average speed for someone his age.

Timid: Max rarely speaks his mind even if he has an idea that may be beneficial. This comes from all the times that his mere presence, let alone him talking, scared his classmates or coworkers to near death.

Explosive Temper: Should Max ever lose his temper he is like a wild beast. Nearly uncontrollable and potentially violent. Once "bomb" goes off, it's like a completely different person has been let loose upon the world.

Too Selfless: Max would give a man who lost an arm the one attached to his body if he could, even if he never met the person. His judgement on people he doesn't know is far to kind.

Self-Conscious/Deprecating: Max has had to deal with being looked at like a monster his whole life. He is heavily self conscious about his size and worries how other people view him. He even goes as far as to belittle himself to make people feel that they are better than him.

Powers:
Classified Until Deemed absolutely necessary by the GM or until revealed through plot at which point they will be added here.

Pre-Existing Relationships: None due to plot purposes.
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Name: Nolan Raven Abner

Date of Birth: November sixteenth, 1997

Mythological Lineage: Son of Ares, God of War

Appearance: Nolan has pale, fair skin scattered with light freckles. He burns easily in the sun, and always gets new freckles when he spends too long outside, no matter how much he covers up. Because of this, he habitually wears sweatshirts and long sleeve shirts without thinking about it since it was a problem for him growing up as well. He is 5’11 and has fairly broad shoulders that taper down to a slim waistline. He enjoys working out and staying fit, so he is pretty well built for his age, although he isn’t the bodybuilder type.
Chiseled cheekbones, complimented by a sharp jawline, frame his soft brown eyes, along with his naturally-groomed eyebrows. He isn’t a very expressive person, but those who know him well can always tell his mood from his eyes. They grow darker and stormier with a dangerous glint when he is angry. When he is combat training or in a fight, they take on an indescribable quality that changes him from a maturing teen into the son of a warrior god. Most times, and to most people, however, he has a very prominent resting bitch face that turns a lot of people off. He also has a ‘dark and brooding’ look that is impossible to find anywhere else, except when described in novels. His hair is silky, dark brown, and easily styled. He most often keeps the sides shorter and lets it grow out on top so he can play with it when the mood strikes him. Although he hardly gives himself time to be vain, he is always clean-shaven and well dressed. He has some sense of good style, but not because he puts much thought into what he wears.

Backstory: Linnet Abner was a nightmare of a woman to any man who showed the slightest bit of interest in her. ‘I have a boyfriend’ was practically her catchphrase throughout her schooling years, despite never actually having a boyfriend. It was easier, to her, to keep the attention away instead of watching them drift off later. After all, if her biological father could leave her, and her mother could leave her, and her godfather could leave her, why not some random guy who was only in it for her body?
Besides, none of the guys could keep up with her; and college guys with bruised egos were most definitely not her thing. Absolutely everything from skydiving to underground fight clubs drew her in and held her there until she no longer got a rush from doing it, then it was on to the next thing. Adrenaline was simply her drug of choice, and luckily, there are thousands of ways to satisfy that addiction. That’s where Ares, ancient god and lover of the extreme himself, came in.
The latest thing that dragged Linnet in was volcano boarding (aka, sliding down the side of an active volcano on a board of metal or wood) and of course, she was determined to be the best and craziest one there. And she was. She went up and down the mountain side all day, pushing every limit she had until it was gone. Crowds gasped and cheered as she dodged lava, but she wasn’t there for them. It was never about the crowd for her: only the rush.
Maybe that’s what drew Ares in. The tiny line that Linnet walked that separated an adventurous spirit from insanity. Whatever it was about her, she must have seen something special in him too, since she not only approached him first, but she also let him buy her a drink. She was, as always, quirky and spontaneous, but somehow she had an almost calming effect on the war god, despite the crazy adventures they continued to have in their shared time.
Neither of them put much value on family, but even worse was denying themselves something they wanted; and they wanted something more together. It was a shock to both of them, realizing that they actually cared for the other person and what opinion that person had of them. But love is love and once Linnet realized she was pregnant, they both decided that a family could be their next adventure. And they were happy to take it on together.
Nolan’s birth was normal and unencumbered, much to Linnet’s relief. Childbirth was possibly the only unknown she ever feared. Ares, being a god and all, built a cabin in the woods where they could raise their son and start the adventure that was parenthood. Unsurprisingly, the god of war wasn’t suited to being a father. Even without his short temper and wanderlust, he couldn’t have stayed with Linnet forever. But in the end, despite all of his powers, he couldn’t just leave her. Because somehow, Ares had fallen in love with a broken, lonely mortal girl.
So one night, when Nolan was sleeping semi-peacefully in his crib, Ares told Linnet about everything from his immortal lover, Aphrodite, to his hundreds of children, immortal and otherwise. It was against everything he should have done, but ‘should’ never held much weight over matters of the heart. And incredibly, she was calm and understanding; even when Ares asked her to swear not to tell Nolan of his true heritage until the time was right. She swore. And as much as it hurt her, she let Ares go that night: he walked out of the cabin door he had crafted and never walked back in.

Nolan was a special kid and he was always treated as such. Impulsive, violent, uncontrolled; he was an absolute nightmare for the occasional babysitter or child day care. Deep down he was a decent kid, as are many young people with self control issues, but he was one of a small number who had a godly excuse behind the explosive tantrums. But most often, it was confusing for him when he tried to figure out why he acted angry even when he knew logically that he wasn’t, and why he was so different from all the other kids. Sure, he was an only child raised by a single mother, but they got along well enough. They had a mortgage-free home (not that he knew or cared about that), a big back yard with a swing set (he cared very much about that), and they always had food on the table with money to spare for the occasional treat. Their house was never boring or empty since his mother loved having his chaotic little friends over as much as he did. And from the time he could walk, the two of them would take vacations whenever school was out to the Alps for skiing, or Hawaii for surfing.
But Linnet always had an air of sadness to her. He didn’t notice until he was much older and capable of observing other people’s emotions as well as his own, but it was there. It was there in the moments when he would laugh, panting, and look to her after a successful run down the black diamond ski trail, and she would be staring into the distance like she hadn’t just run it with him. And it was in the tired slope of her muscular shoulders when she folded laundry and looked like she would rather be wrestling a crocodile. Sometimes it seemed to be all in his imagination, because of course she loved him...but she also loved her freedom. And her freedom had disappeared through a cabin door over a decade ago with a piece of her soul that she would never get back.
Nolan loved her, whole or not, and as he grew up and more able to take care of himself, he realized that it was his responsibility to set her free. Anything else would just be cruel.
So one night, much like the night his father had chosen to leave (although he didn’t know it), he packed a bag, wrote a note, and walked out into the night. When Linnet woke up the next morning, all that was left of her reminder of Ares was gone. Nolan had left a note that simply said, ‘Now you’re finally free.’ Perhaps it was overly dramatic, cruel even, but he never looked back.
Nolan made his way to the city where he struggled for a while to build a home for himself. Everything was too loud, too distracting. Most of his bosses ended up firing him with a firm recommendation that he attend anger management classes. He never did. Perhaps it was pride, or denial, but he was determined to find something to do that didn’t force him to change his nature.
Gradually, he found small ways to help himself minimize the stressors that caused most of his explosions. Walking wherever he could to avoid traffic, taking a cab when he couldn’t. Living in a quieter neighborhood. And eventually, he even found a job that was suitable: gym instructor. Well, assistant instructor. He was only given a job as an assistant due to his lack of college education, but he found a place in a small community there who decided to help him pursue college. Just recently, he enrolled in a college, was accepted, and everything is in order for him to start classes for a degree as a personal trainer.
Personality:
MBTI score: INFP
Nolan could never be described in one word, with one phrase, or put in one category. He is short-tempered and lacks self-control, but he knows perfectly well how difficult his temper is on other people, so he does whatever he can to avoid getting to a point he can’t control.
He is quite often happier alone in an environment he can control, but he works well with other people when called on to do so. And as much as he wants to be looked at as the Lone Wolf type, his skills are often more useful to a group; a fact he is secretly proud of. The fact that he covers up so many of his better traits has quite obviously made his life a little harder, darker. But his pride, a huge shortcoming of his, doesn’t allow him to ask for help or reach out to people when he needs it, unless that bridge has already been crossed with a certain person.
When he was younger, he made a lot of friends purely because they were all a little crazy and very wild; that was their common ground. Even without cutting off his past, he couldn’t have stayed friends with them for long since he is terrible at keeping friends. He isn’t overly abrasive (most of the time) or annoying to be around, but the fact that he bottles up a lot of his emotions and then explodes all at once bothers most people. With certain people, similar circumstances are enough to have them hang out with him, but he is always wary of people who just get close to him to try and ‘fix’ him. As much as he is ashamed of his temper, and the outbursts that result from it, he firmly believes that that’s just a part of him that he can’t simply cut off.
Still, he tends to go into most situations a little on edge, looking for anything that might be an annoyance. When there is nothing there, he visibly relaxes and is more able to focus on the task at hand. Other times, when there is something present to grate on his nerves, it takes a lot of energy for him to simply keep his cool, which is usually when he looks brooding or slightly detached. There have been a few people who walked in and out of his life who have a naturally calming presence to him; which is always a bit baffling, but also a relief. He puts way more effort into impressing those people in the hope that it will get them to stay. While he doesn’t have a super obvious fear of being abandoned, it definitely shows up when he finds himself caring about someone, since that’s a rarity he is refuses to let slip away again.
When he has friends, he doesn’t outwardly change too much when he is around them, in regards to emoting. However, he is a lot more aware of what he says and how it might come across when he is around friends. And any anger that he might accidentally misdirect at a friend will elicit a rare apology from him once he calms down and realizes how rude he was being. Although Nolan is an impulsive person with a defined reckless streak, part of his more noticeable recklessness is something of a learned habit to match the image of short-tempered wild child.
Nolan often worries that if his friends find out about how he left his mother, they’ll think he’s cold-hearted and crazy. Having a short-temper is one thing, leaving your mother with nothing but a one-sentence note is something else entirely. So the lie he tells most often is that his mother didn’t want him and he’s been on his own for a few years. And, at least in his head, it’s true. Deep, deep down, where she wouldn’t have to feel bad about it, Linnet loved her freedom more than her son. And he doesn’t blame her at all for that, because he feels the same way about his own freedom.

Skills: Teaching- Nolan was a rather horrible student growing up, but he has always had a certain way with teaching others. He doesn’t really enjoy the social aspect of teaching people (aka standing in front of an audience, no matter how small), but he loves the challenge of putting the same concept in multiple ways so everyone can understand it.
Water sports- He is at home in any sort of water, being both a strong and fast swimmer. It wasn’t something he realized until his mother brought him on their first beach vacation. Swimming, surfing, water skiing, anything she threw at him, he picked up with relative ease.
Bilingual- So far he is only fluent in English and French, but he is fascinated by other languages and the ease with which he learns it is one thing that helps him continue to enjoy it. He has dabbled in American Sign Language, purely out of boredom, but it is a fairly simple way to keep his hand occupied when he is feeling fidgety. He has slowly picked up the habit of signing song lyrics to himself when he has nothing else to distract himself.

Strengths:
Physiologically; Speed- He never got on the track team, because running was only ever an escape for him, not a sport, but he is an incredibly quick runner. He has been running for years now and so he has built up stamina along with speed, able to take several miles at a run without breaking a sweat.
Ambidextrous- He can move fluidly between using his right and left hands, which is a major bonus when an arm gets injured in a fight: he can just get back up and use the other hand.
Behaviorally; Charming- To call him charming is a bit of a stretch. For him, charm and flirtation is like a switch that he can flip on and off (usually off) whenever he needs it. Sometimes it comes and goes on it’s own, which has left him high and dry on several occasions, but for the most part his looks and charm are assets that he uses to their full advantage when the situation calls.
Mentally; Focused- Nolan has learned how to completely distance his emotions from a fight. Even if the fight starts because of his emotions, once it has started, the only thing he thinks, feels, and breathes is the next move, the counter-attack. His ability to focus spreads in limited ways to everyday life, mostly when it comes to work, since he is otherwise pretty hyperactive without something interesting to do.

Weaknesses:
Physiologically; Limp- He has a slight limp to the left due to a nasty break when he was younger. Although he has, for the most part, learned how to compensate and play to his strengths physically, his left leg will occasionally burst into sharp, jagged pains that almost cripple him for several minutes until they fade.
Self-destructive- Due to his intense ADHD, if he has nothing to fidget with and is in too small of a space to pace, his hyperactivity becomes self-destructive in nature. Everything from biting his nails, ripping hangnails, chewing his lips raw: anything that lets him have something to do or focus on.
Behaviorally; Temper- He has a short and explosive temper that can cause him to lash out at anyone around him, even if they aren’t the cause of his aggravation. His resting bitch face also makes him appear unapproachable to most except the brave or stupid.
Hyperactivity- Like many other children of the gods, Nolan has extreme ADHD that affects most areas of his life. Even with his pockets full of things to fidget with, he habitually stops whatever he is doing to pace for a few minutes, before returning to the task at hand. The only times he can settle down and focus are when working at his new job and in a fight.
Mentally; Lack of control- Even his fighting style reflects his hurried and reckless nature, where he strikes first and relies on his reflexes to cover any counter-attack. In more civilized situations, his impulsiveness is most obvious by his thoughtless remarks that don’t seem to pass through a politeness filter.
Sensitive- Although he is very guarded, anyone who discovers his mental breaking points can goad him into doing almost anything. He never turns down a dare, never backs down from a fight, and never, ever stands by while someone trash talks him or one of his few friends.

Powers:
Berserker- This power gives the user the ability to ignore physical damage and fight with a high level of stamina while also being unpredictable and erratic in combat. Other than purposefully igniting it, which takes focus and energy, there are two ways berserker can be triggered; user will go into berserk mode through sheer rage, or when they are in imminent danger. Much like a super-charged adrenaline rush might be, going into berserker mode will seem to heighten the user’s senses, while blocking out distractions, such as pain, with little to no effort. As long as the user is in berserker mode, any minor attacks will be ineffective and cause no lasting damage. However, any fatal or near-fatal wounds will be felt as soon as berserker wears off. If the user does sustain any minor wounds, they will be considerably more tired after berserker wears off, but no pain or damage will show.
One thing to note is that the user will have very limited control over who they target if berserker was triggered by a direct, unexpected attack. They will be in total rage mode, fighting anyone and destroying anything until it fades away. However, if it is purposefully brought on, the user will have much more control and can be more discerning when it comes to who they view as a threat. When berserker is ignited by sheer rage, the effect is slightly different. The user will usually only be able to target the one who made them so angry, so, although they will be unaware of it, the user won’t target any allies or friends in this situation.
In small ways, the user can also feed off of other people’s anger. Most of the time, it will simply give the user a slight high or mood boost. Being in a full scale fight, however, with people who are bloodthirsty, most especially, the user may experience slightly more strength and speed when in berserker mode. Also, if the user sustained wounds while in berserker mode, continuing to be near people who are angry after berserker fades will act as a slight numbing agent on more serious wounds. While not having any actual healing properties, just being around bloodthirsty people when injured will make the user feel better.

Pre-Existing Relationships: TBD

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Characters Accepted

• Jason Alder, Son of Zeus by D d1uni5ys24si3o
• Rosaleen Quinn, Daughter of Aphrodite by Ladyvix
• Dimitris Quinn, Son of Aphrodite by Ladyvix
• Anais Daye, Daughter of Demeter by erzulie
• Willow Labelle, Daughter of Poseidon by Maree
• Vivian Clarke Russell, Daughter of Poseidon by Feyrie
• Bai Wen Yan, Son of Caerus by Feyrie
• Violet McCrae, Daughter of Hephaestus by Kiroshiven
• Maximus McMillan, Son of a Gun by Kiroshiven
• Nolan Raven Abner, Son of Ares by Shadow

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