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 Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 12:32 pm
purplejuiceinyellowcup BiPOLAR SHARPiE Mnemosyne Moneta BiPOLAR SHARPiE
Uhh.. I wanna apologize if it's long. I was doing another PJO roleplay and took everything from my character from that. ^^; emo
It's perfectly fine! And um, this ain't the forums. Stupid guilds sometimes, right? I thought the same thing! And they need lists. Seriously, the guilds are terrible for literate roleplays. I can tell! I've never been in a roleplaying guild before 'cause I can't find literate ones. xP
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 1:30 am
Name: Keiji Yamada Age: 18 Gender: Male Appearance: Rather tall with dark brown hair and brown eyes to match. He has a muscular build and has quite a few scars on his body. Mortal Parent: Female Skills: None really except for playing the piano and translating Greek. Weapon: An everyday wrench that can turn into a metal sword. Biography: Keiji was born on a cool autumn day in Chicago. As he grew up, he was naturally curious and sometimes landing himself in trouble. After he lived in Chicago for the longest time, he was walking home from school one day before he was attacked by a Gorgon, one of Medusa's sisters. He was able to get away from her before he escaped to Half Blood Hill. He visits his mom on occasion but mostly stays at Half Blood Hill Likes: Working, sleeping, and girls Dislikes: People who don't have to work hard to get what they want, monsters that try to kill him, and his mom's overprotectiveness Picture:  ((Edited))
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Posted: Fri Sep 24, 2010 6:36 pm
Name:Theseus Grant Age:12 Gender:Male Appearance:Broad face, Black shaggy hair, a good build Mortal Parent:Female, Korelith Grant Skills:He has been practicing fighting with his sword that he had gotten from his uncle when he was 12 Weapon(s)*: A celestrial bronze sword plated with silver gems in the hilt. Greek name ZOPYROS it also turns into a bronze rod as big as a pen. Biography sad Sorry if its long supposed to be like a book bio) Theseus was tapping his pencil slightly on the desk. He was fidgeting rapidly he was surely panicking. He looked up at the clock ten minutes left before his Greek mythology exam would end. He kept looking back at the clock as it ticked closer to the end time. A gut wrenching screech was was heard from the hall. The children and Theseus all looked up at the door it shook slightly then was flung open. The handle of the door shattered into pieces as a shadowy figure walked in. Theseus looked at the figure wondering if it was possible. The figure was hairy from his belt up to his face and was human from below the belt down. He jumped back as he realized if he was seeing it right. He thought to himself How could the minotaur be alive? he's only a myth!. The minotaur charged at him knocking desks out of the way. He sprang to his feet and raced to the side as the minotaurs horn got stuck in the wall he quickly recovered and pulled it out it slightly cracked enough where it was breakable. The minotaur readied it self like a bull snorting and stomping the school rattling violently with each groan and snort. Theseus raced out the door as he heard the minotaurs loud snorts chasing behind him. Theseus slammed into the front door of the school it opening quickly he slid out and the minotaur hit it with great force. you could hear the bars screech hitting its breaking point. everyone inside the school were trying to regain sight of everything. Theseus remembered his bronze rod and hit a small indention in it causing it to shift. It formed a bronze sword in his hand as the minotaur three times as angry as the last time he charged. He roared as he charged full speed straight at Theseus. He did the only thing he could he jabbed his sword forward as the blade cut through the minotaur like jelly. He looked around as the dust from the monster lay on his clothes. He looked back at the school small smoke coming out of a few areas as a Teacher walked up to him. He smiled and said in a nice tone "Come with me we need to get you somewhere safe". Theseus followed him to a cab who had one old lady in it. Her skin rough looking and leathery. His teacher Mr.Smith smiled at the driver and nodded. Theseus was worn out from his battle and fell to sleep shortly after starting out. He woke up hours later as Mr.Smith woke him as he got out of the cab. Theseus rubbed his eyes as Mr.Smith grabbed him by the wrist and took him to the big house. Theseus looked up in awe the large farm house four stories tall as he was taken to Chiron. Theseus walked off with Chiron who was starting to tell him about the camp. Likes:Flying, the sky Dislikes:Swimming, getting wet Picture: 
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Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 12:14 pm
 Ｉｓ ｉｔ ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ чoυ ｄｒｅａｍｅｄ ｔｈａｔ ｉｔ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ My life is nothing liked I dreamed it would be in fact it is the exact opposite of what I wanted. Do you still want me to continue.... Okay then I guess I will but before we go please don't try to sympathies or relate to me you can't and your feeble attempts will do nothing but make you feel better so please just don't I get enough of that already without your help. If you do try to relate to me I only ask you not to follow my footsteps or try to enter a world you do not belong in because you will die or go insane like my poor mother. With that all cleared up I am Tyler Minas and no I have no relation to King Minos from Crete well not that I know off . I was born in Phoenix Arizona and as off today I am sixteen years old so yeah I should be celebrating shouldn't I but why would I want to celebrate sixteen years of monster attacks. Surprised yeah you should be I haven't yet mention that I could be a demigod. Cats out of the bag now I guess well maybe I still have yet to confirm my suspicions I could be insane like my mom it wouldn't be a surprise but that can't be true as these monster are real trust me when you have a bear like guy chocking you it simple to figure out its real. Still the body can do some crazy things if you think that something is happening to you and its not. Example if you think that you are really really sick and someone tells you the symptoms chances are your body is going to mimic your thoughts and make those symptoms a reality. Though if an Olympian God or any God for that matters shows himself to be my Father then I know I am a demigod. Now your wondering why I mentioned Olympian Gods well most of the monsters I have met are from Greek mythology so I kind of figured out if I am a Demigod then one of them is my Father.
What do I look like? Um well if you haven't noticed I'm a guy though I will admit I am a bit more feminine looking then most but I don't care it makes me different from the rest and I like that. I have brownish black hair the brown comes from my mom so I figured the black came from my Dad who ever he is. I'm tan but not golden,bronze, orange tan just tan. I'm about 5'7" weighing in at 125lbs. Overall I look average for a monster killing human I guess I haven't met any one else other then me who has fought a monster so I don't really know what others like me look like. So yeah sorry for ranting well actually I'm not. Anyways back to topic. I have stunning blue eyes or so every girl as told me though I find them annoying as they are a stark contrast against well mostly everything about me, I reflect my surrounding which is a dessert so I have a lot of brown on me in my hair ,my cloths, sometimes its grey cloths but for the most part I stick to brown. So with me wearing brown a lot my electric blue eyes ruin my look somewhat and attracts unwanted attention from guys thinking I'm trying to steal their girlfriend. It probably doesn't help I am very sarcastic in a time when sarcasm is no longer understood. Minus the monsters in my life and my crazy mother I live a normal life of a pretty boy well normal to the point where I don't have a stuck up attitude or look at myself in the mirror every five seconds.
You can tell I'm pretty friendly and polite but some guys would tell you differently though that is only because they are pissed off that the girl friends left them for me. So yeah I have a talent for pissing people off just by standing there dong nothing which i find hilarious and well interesting. Most the people I piss of though are guys and some girls because I get more attention then they do while do nothing while they work day in and day out to look good. Those are the people I dislike who can't accept the way they look and have to resort to implants and heavily applied make up to look good. Thats a fake beauty in my opinion and that is why I get more attention because mine is the real thing not fake in the slightest. Now I love to run as well it was like I was made for it but you will rarely see me running under a roof I love running underneath the sky with the endless dessert all around me. I also actually like school mainly because I can get away from my mother and actually have fun with my friends so I kind of hate breaks unless it involves me not being with my mother. Now don't get me wrong I love my mother to death but you try living with her for as long as I have you would want to run away as well. Why haven't I then well my mom needs more then anything I don't think she would survive without me.
You still want more well I think I could oblige but although my life does have its interesting moments such as monster attacks the rest is just my normal life. So you still want to hear my story well here I go then. I haven't been on this world for all that long but I was born in June on the Twentieth. On that day a massive lighting storm hit the city as well though from what I've heard it was the worst they had ever had. Soon after I was born my mother moved out of the city and far out into the dessert away from civilizations but not far enough that I had to be home schooled. When I was four a monster attacked me and my Mom I don't know how or why but as it chased us something killed it but the monster still had done damaged. It was on that day my Mother started her descent into madness and it was the day I had to start fending for myself to survive. When my teachers learned I had dyslexia and ADHD it was up to me to do everything I needed to keep in manageable but I couldn't help but think someone was watching over us as when ever we needed something or needed money a check came in the mail or what we needed did. After the first monster attack I was attacked at least once or twice a year once even three times. Out of all the monsters I have fought and either escaped form or destroyed I can only name a few. Cyclopes,Spinx, the Crommyonian Boar, Sybaris, and the Manticore the rest I have no idea what they were nor do I want to know as they seem to have come from the darkest pits of hell imaginable.
My school life was great I had a lot of friends as well as a lot of enemies. Though out of all my friends I only had one I really hung out with all the time and that was Alex Miller. Me and Alex hung out a lot and despite him being cripple the guy could run fast though in a weird way. My life at home was a different story for the most part my mom stayed holed up in her room which was filled with all sorts of objects meant to keep evil away. I could never stand being in that room I just couldn't but I took care of her she was my mother and I couldn't just stand by and watch her lose her mine. One day after school as I was walking up are long driveway I saw smoke in the distance coming from our house. I ran has fast as I could but by the time I got there the house was an inferno of flames and there was no sign of my mother. Then from behind me came a roar and then nothing. Later I woke up just outside of the Arizona state line with Alex standing over me. I heard the same exact roar from before echo in the distance and well I ran not wanting to meet up with that monster despite how much I wanted to kill it. A couple of days later I arrived at camp and I am still not settled in I doubt I will be for awhile. So there thats my story now if you excuse me I have to get to sword practice.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 3:34 am
Master Torsin Ｉｓ ｉｔ ｅｖｅｒｙｔｈｉｎｇ чoυ ｄｒｅａｍｅｄ ｔｈａｔ ｉｔ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｂｅ My life is nothing liked I dreamed it would be in fact it is the exact opposite of what I wanted. Do you still want me to continue.... Okay then I guess I will but before we go please don't try to sympathies or relate to me you can't and your feeble attempts will do nothing but make you feel better so please just don't I get enough of that already without your help. If you do try to relate to me I only ask you not to follow my footsteps or try to enter a world you do not belong in because you will die or go insane like my poor mother. With that all cleared up I am Tyler Minas and no I have no relation to King Minos from Crete well not that I no off . I was born in Phoenix Arizona and as off today I am sixteen years old so yeah I should be celebrating shouldn't I but why would I want to celebrate sixteen years of monster attacks. Surprised yeah you should be I haven't yet mention that I could be a demigod. Cats out of the bag now I guess well maybe I still have yet to confirm my suspicions I could be insane like my mom it wouldn't be a surprise but that can't be true as these monster are real trust me when you have a bear like guy chocking you it simple to figure out its real. Still the body can do some crazy things if you think that something is happening to you and its not. Example if you think that you are really really sick and someone tells you the symptoms chances are your body is going to mimic your thoughts and make those symptoms a reality. Though if an Olympian God or any God for that matters shows himself to be my Father then I know I am a demigod. Now your wondering why I mentioned Olympian Gods well most of the monsters I have met are from Greek mythology so I kind of figured out if I am a Demigod then one of them is my Father.
What do I look like? Um well if you haven't noticed I'm a guy though I will admit I am a bit more feminine looking then most but I don't care it makes me different from the rest and I like that. I have brownish black hair the brown comes from my mom so I figured the black came from my Dad who ever he is. I'm tan but not golden,bronze, orange tan just tan. I'm about 5'7" weighing in at 125lbs. Overall I look average for a monster killing human I guess I haven't met any one else other then me who has fought a monster so I don't really know what others like me look like. So yeah sorry for ranting well actually I'm not. Anyways back to topic. I have stunning blue eyes or so every girl as told me though I find them annoying as they are a stark contrast against well mostly everything about me, I reflect my surrounding which is a dessert so I have a lot of brown on me in my hair ,my cloths, sometimes its grey cloths but for the most part I stick to brown. So with me wearing brown a lot my electric blue eyes ruin my look somewhat and attracts unwanted attention from guys thinking I'm trying to steal their girlfriend. It probably doesn't help I am very sarcastic in a time when sarcasm is no longer understood. Minus the monsters in my life and my crazy mother I live a normal life of a pretty boy well normal to the point where I don't have a stuck up attitude or look at myself in the mirror every five seconds.
You can tell I'm pretty friendly and polite but some guys would tell you differently though that is only because they are pissed off that the girl friends left them for me. So yeah I have a talent for pissing people off just by standing there dong nothing which i find hilarious and well interesting. Most the people I piss of though are guys and some girls because I get more attention then they do while do nothing while they work day in and day out to look good. Those are the people I dislike who can't accept the way they look and have to resort to implants and heavily applied make up to look good. Thats a fake beauty in my opinion and that is why I get more attention because mine is the real thing not fake in the slightest. Now I love to run as well it was like I was made for it but you will rarely see me running under a roof I love running underneath the sky with the endless dessert all around me. I also actually like school mainly because I can get away from my mother and actually have fun with my friends so I kind of hate breaks unless it involves me not being with my mother. Now don't get me wrong I love my mother to death but you try living with her for as long as I have you would want to run away as well. Why haven't I then well my mom needs more then anything I don't think she would survive without me.
You still want more well I think I could oblige but although my life does have its interesting moments such as monster attacks the rest is just my normal life. So you still want to hear my story well here I go then. I haven't been on this world for all that long but I was born in June on the Twentieth. On that day a massive lighting storm hit the city as well though from what I've heard it was the worst they had ever had. Soon after I was born my mother moved out of the city and far out into the dessert away from civilizations but not far enough that I had to be home schooled. When I was four a monster attacked me and my Mom I don't know how or why but as it chased us something killed it but the monster still had done damaged. It was on that day my Mother started her descent into madness and it was the day I had to start fending for myself to survive. When my teachers learned I had dyslexia and ADHD it was up to me to do everything I needed to keep in manageable but I couldn't help but think someone was watching over us as when ever we needed something or needed money a check came in the mail or what we needed did. After the first monster attack I was attacked at least once or twice a year once even three times. Out of all the monsters I have fought and either escaped form or destroyed I can only name a few. Cyclopes,Spinx, the Crommyonian Boar, Sybaris, and the Manticore the rest I have no idea what they were nor do I want to know as they seem to have come from the darkest pits of hell imaginable.
My school life was great I had a lot of friends as well as a lot of enemies. Though out of all my friends I only had one I really hung out with all the time and that was Alex Miller. Me and Alex hung out a lot and despite him being cripple the guy could run fast though in a weird way. My life at home was a different story for the most part my mom stayed holed up in her room which was filled with all sorts of objects meant to keep evil away. I could never stand being in that room I just couldn't but I took care of her she was my mother and I couldn't just stand by and watch her lose her mine. One day after school as I was walking up are long driveway I saw smoke in the distance coming from our house. I ran has fast as I could but by the time I got there the house was an inferno of flames and there was no sign of my mother. Then from behind me came a roar and then nothing. Later I woke up just outside of the Arizona state line with Alex standing over me. I heard the same exact roar from before echo in the distance and well I ran not wanting to meet up with that monster despite how much I wanted to kill it. A couple of days later I arrived at camp and I am still not settled in I doubt I will be for awhile. So there thats my story now if you excuse me I have to get to sword practice. Sorry, but I just had to say something about this.. Okay! If we are to track down Minos' children's bloodlines.. We'd get..nowhere. His first son was killed in Athens at the Olympics, and didn't have any kids. Ariadne's children are all unimportant gods of merrymaking and wine, so her kids would have had to sleep with a mortal or somethin'. Phaidra didn't have any kids, last time I checked.
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Posted: Tue Sep 28, 2010 12:25 pm
That part was just me making a joke from his last name.
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Posted: Fri Oct 01, 2010 7:09 pm
Name: Caelum de Salsus Age: 17 Gender: Female Appearance: Dark eyes, neck length dark brown hair. Mortal Parent:Caelum's parents are unknown. Skills: Is good at fighting with polearms. Weapon: A celestrial bronze polearm. Biography: Caelum was raised in an orphanage, told as a child that her parent had abandoned her at the door. The orphanage was poor, but was full of nice people. Caelum never beleived what the orphanage staff had said about her appearance. When she was six she was sent off to boarding school by a "mysterious donateor" and she thought nothing of it. Or at least she didn't untill she starting seeing monsters. At first she told herself that she was being stupid, but one day when she was sweeping a monster attacked her. She had gotten in trouble with the english teacher for not being able to read and was being forced to sweep. Caelum defended herself with the broom and won. She changed schools almost every year to advoid the monsters, but they always caught up with her. Eventually she was caught in one of her secret battles by the school's satyre and was taken to camp halfblood. (sorry.... Its kinda boring.) Likes: The thought of flight, books, peace, animals Dislikes: unnessicary noice, annoying people, know-it-alls Picture: 
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 6:57 pm
  People call me many different things: Skinny, Twig, King, Son of Lillian, Lucius, but I prefer Tristen, since it's my name. If you have to call me anything else, call me Myron, it's my middle name and I prefer it secondly. Actually, if you can, just call me Myron or Ron, I prefer it to my my grandfathers name Tristen, he was in a war, traded sides, shot seven US troops, then got shot between the eyes by his old best friend when he was trying to persuade him to change sides too; as you can see, the name isn't very honorable. I grew up in the city, London to be exact. At the age of seven, I moved from the quaint town of London, to another city, Chicago to be even more exact. I love the parties there, it can get pretty intense. Don't think I'm a party boy, I'm not really, I'm a...I don't know what I am. I'm average I guess you could say, nothing really special. I never experienced a lot of monster attacks really, either I wasn't tasty or I was a good hider, and I didn't hide, trust me, I kind of wanted them to come out so I could prove myself. Anyways, I guess you really don't care about these little facts, at least, not in a random order. Maybe I should elaborate a little more on my past to you since I guarantee you have forgotten me, *********, or as I call you, mother, the goddess of youth.
First thing you should know: I have a father. Not like a godly one, but a mortal parent. They didn't want me I guess, and I was put up for adoption. At the young age of nine moths, a woman named Lillian Ann Lucius adopted me from Care Giving Youth Adoption Center. My mother, luckily for me, could see through the mist, so she found out that I was different, like her brother had been (yes, her brother was a half blood). My fathers name is Hyde Andrew Shepard, I found this out from my mother, and actually went to go see him when I was thirteen. Anyways, my growing up from ages nine months to three were pretty boring, eating sand, crying, pooping, ya know, all that fun stuff. My best friend had been my neighbor, Smidge, she's six months younger then myself. No, that's not her real name, but that's the name I gave her, to her, I'm Pickle, that's 'cause I love pickles so much. We were the best of friend, almost siblings, that is, until I moved to the states. Smidge was also a half blood, actually, we meet up with her again later in life, but right now, we're talking about my tot younger years. Now, Smidge and I did everything together, I even developed a childish crush on her, hey, we were inseparable. No lie, she is the sweetest, most carefree girl I've ever met. She was always so pretty with her brown hair, looking like, which matched so well with her deep brown eyes. I had one other main friend, Joseph. We went to school together,hung out after school together, and even 'lived' at each others houses. Sadly, unlike Smidge, I don't meet up with him.
The states, your beautiful country. Well, it's not that great. I stayed in Chicago until the age of thirteen, where I was sent to this camp, Camp Half Blood. I went for a summer at the age of thirteen, then when I was fourteen, I had to stay for the whole summer. That same year, Smidge reappeared in my life. Turns out, her father is special, like my mother. Our friendship rekindled very quickly, out friendship was stronger then anyone else's could be. after being there for two years, her only being there for six months, I came up with an idea. It was a good one, really, me and her would leave the camp, live a normal life as teenagers, not be stuck here in a camp. I came to her with the idea, apparently she didn't think it was so great. She overacted, or I think so, yelling on how stupid the idea was and how only an imbecile would even think that idea up. That was our first real fight. I went on the plan without her, leaving the camp at the age of fourteen and a half.
Some random things you might like to know about me: I love photography. I have seventy cameras (I'm not lying, if you want, you can go in my room and count them all, I've triple checked). I have four camera's with me now: my tiny digital Sony TX7 Cyber-shot, my Oktomat, my Holga 120S, and my Nikon FE2. I develop my own film (and last time I checked, they didn't have a darkroom at this camp, they better now), I was taught by my father at age thirteen as a way for him making up never being there as a kid, it worked. I found this love of mine, and now it's part of me. I have four tattoos. Yeah, you're supposed to be eighteen, but I got them earlier because my mother went with me. I have two triangles on my arms, I have the word 'Photography' on my foot (I know, weird spot), and I have one of my favorite quotes up my arm (all tattoos). I love fruits, I always have one in my hand, ready to munch. I'm pretty social I guess you could say, don't make very enemies. Some people call me a flirt, but I'm just friendly.
I lived with my mother up to the age of sixteen, then I got emancipated. It wasn't because I didn't love her, it was that she was moving, she's a lawyer and had to move to California, which apparently I wasn't allowed to be in since all the monsters were located there or something weird like that, and I wanted to finish my high school career in my school, Penecy Prep, it's a private school for us who are 'special', basically anyone who has something different with them that makes them unique, not in a good way either, while being smart. I can make people go a bit crazy apparently. I hated the school, really, I do, but all my friends were there, why leave to go get my face ripped off by a monster? My mother had given me her brothers out saber before she left, it was in disguise as a ring. Before that, I had/have a dagger, I got that for my tenth birthday. Weird, right? Normal kids get bikes, but when you're a demigod, you get a knife. I got out of not going to camp this long, that is, mainly because my mother had thought I was going. My real mother, *********, had apparently tracked down my father, who tracked down my mother, who then found out my whole plan. Let's just say that all three of them weren't happy, and here I am again, stuck at this camp. I wonder if Smidge is still here...
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 8:38 pm
Name: Samuel "Sam" Christopher
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Samuel has blond hair, with a ring around his finger (it's actually a small watch). His eyes are a yellow-green shade. His skin is quite pale. He wears a jacket over a plain white T-shirt. He has fake earrings on his left ear.
Mortal Parent: His mother, Ms. Elissa Christopher.
Skills: He is a tactical mind, who prefers to think before acting. He is wise and intelligent beyond his years. However, he is rather frail if it comes to battle, which is why he prefers diplomatic approaches.
Weapon: A single dagger made of celestial bronze. No magical properties have been detected at this time, but it may prove differently in the future.
Biography: From a young age, Sam has enjoyed challenging his brain, from crosswords in the newspaper to state spelling bees (he's a bit too shy to go to Scripp's). He made close friends with a few people, but generally stayed out of the spotlight. He was shocked when a teacher asked him to discuss a lesson after class, before turning into some... scaly... thing... He prefers not to remember that day, nor climbing out of the window and making a mad dash for his house. The teacher went missing afterwards. Since then, odd things have happened to him almost every year, but he quickly tries to forget each thing. Now that he has made it to Camp Half-Blood with the help of a satyr, he's using his mind to attempt to figure out his godly parent before being claimed.
Likes: Mental challenges; cooking (to a small extent); close friends; olive (color)
Dislikes: Fighting and bullies; crowds; idiots (to a point); red; water (he's terrified)
Picture: Samuel(Please note that while he may be claimed beforehand, I would prefer that he stay in the Hermes cabin for a while to figure it out before he's officially claimed and moves on.)
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Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 4:54 pm
 Name: Cassadee Ashlinn Taylor
Age: Fourteen
Gender: Female
Appearance: Fair skin, greyish-blue eyes, long dirty blond hair that kinda looks like Pele's Hair. She's extremely thin, but has quite a large amount of muscle mass.
Mortal Parent: Female
Weapon: Capoeira and a knife.
Biography: Cassadee is a strange girl with a odd past. She was born the same day she was given away. She was dropped off at a hospital at midnight by, what the nurse at the counter, said that she was abandoned so young that blood was still on little Cassadee and that she was crying so hard you would think she was being beaten with a stick. The only thing her mother did was hand the woman a note saying Cassadee's full name and written below that was: "Don't underestimate my baby, she's different. An orphanage would just make her life worse." The woman at the counter, since she was new, called all the available nurses, nurse practitioners, and doctors to the break room to discuss what they should do with Cassadee. Most of the male employees said to just put her up for adoption and they were about ready to, but then one of the Nurses, named Niki Taylor saw the note and read it. And that made her decide to keep the baby. Niki understood what the note meant. She knew that Cassadee was a demigoddess and that the baby's mother would of wanted her to do. See, sixteen years ago, Niki had a son, his name was Masen and he was her pride and joy, and he was a half-blood too, even though it was against the boy's father's demands, she didn't send her son to camp. She wanted her son to live to happiest, most normal life she could give him. And she did do that until the boy was thirteen. He was walking to school after he missed the bus and was attacked by a monster and killed and didn't want that same thing to happen to her. On the next day, Cassadee was adopted by Niki and Niki swore that she would protect he new daughter with all of her Body and soul.
Fourteen years later, Cassadee was in the break room With her math book on her lap (she was home schooled) looking at the picture on the wall of her with Niki and some of Niki's co-workers surrounding her three-day-old self and her new mother. Cassadee was laughing and Niki was beaming. When she felt the ground shake. And since she lived in California, she, and everyone else in the hospital were she stayed with her mother while was at work, was just a simple, small earthquake she started to leave the room to check on her mother when a monster burst out of the ground and Cassadee froze. She slowly turned around to look at the monster and what she saw will horrified her. The monster towered over her and it was scarred and torn, probably from digging looked at her with the one eye that was planted right in the middle of it's forehead with extreme blood lust. She only had enough time to quietly say "Cyclops" when her mother walked in and the monster lunged at her and her mother. Niki through her daughter down and dodged the cyclops and the cops that guarded the building pointed their guns and tasers at it. "Give me the girl." It said holding it's huge hand at Cassadee and Niki. Niki looked at the monster with a look of extreme anger. "Over my dead body." She said and when she did the monster knocked her aside like she was a stick and reached for Cassadee. The cops fired but the bullets just absorbed into the Cyclops's skin. As soon as Niki could the cave a single gold bullet to a cop and told him to fire it and aim for it's brain. The cop tried to refused but Niki screamed at him to do it. And he did and he killed the monster. The next move Niki did was grab her purse, grab Cassadee's hand and run for her car. And even though she screamed at her mother to know what was going on, she didn't tell her.
They drove all the way to Las Vegas then they boarded a plane and headed to New York.
Cassadee is a sweet, outgoing, and brave girl. She can be sarcastic at times but serious when the situation calls for it. She's very musical and she's almost always singing.
Even though she is very good at using her knife. She prefers to use Capoeira. Also known as the "Dance of War" Capoeira started as slaves in Brazil's main from of defence from their masters. It was disguised as a dance and set to a rhythm, this form of self defence let the slaves be seen doing it, and still be practising for the day their master goes to far.
Likes:
+ Music.
+ Wild Flowers.
+ Drawing.
+ Fruits.
+ And books.
Dislikes:
- Chocolate.
- Dresses.
- Summer.
- Stilettos.
- And Grapefruit.
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Posted: Thu Oct 14, 2010 4:31 pm
Name: Natalie "Nat" Boranilla
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Appearance: Light brown hair with a braid down the side of her face, blue-green eyes, tall and slender, she is often mistaken for 13 or even early 14.
Mortal Parent: She's adopted. Technically, she has 2 mortal parents.
Skills: She is useful with throwing knives and is okay with a sword.
Weapon: Two throwing knives of celestial bronze.
Biography: Natalie was born in Chicago. Her mortal parent died when she was about 5 months old. She was taken to an orphanage and lived there until she nearly 6. Then a couple came and adopted her. She was happy until she realized one day, in the middle of winter, at school...the principal had one eye in the middle of his forehead. She freaked out and told her only friend at school. He then told her to go home and pack a suitcase. After meeting him at the street corner, he told Natalie that they were going someplace safe. She followed him all the way to Long Island, where he brought her to Camp Half-Blood.
Likes: Chocolate, music, friends, PIE, yogurt, video games
Dislikes: Meanies, bad music, bad pie, childish or suckish video games, cooked carrots, artichokes
NatalieDAUGHTER OF APOLLO
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Posted: Fri Oct 15, 2010 8:19 pm
Umh, JustDance04, you left some fields blank, please fill them in, until then, you will not be claimed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 7:07 pm
Sorry about that. My mom was making me get off, so I had to leave some blank until I could finish it later.
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Posted: Sat Oct 16, 2010 8:08 pm
Name:Selika Jorano Age:15 Gender:Female Appearance:stands 4,11, Bright red hair, Slim body, Wears dark eyeliner Mortal Parent:Female, Cortiena Jorana Skills:Fighting with a dagger Weapon(s)*: A celestrial bronze dagger, turns into a wrist Bracelet Biography sad (the bio might weird sounding since I usually type 3rd person and this is first time I'm trying first person)) Let me see it all started happening around my 13th birthday but the worst experience was when I turned 15. I found myself walking home from a Hot topic in Idaho where I live with my wonderful Mother Cortiena. As I was walking home I heard a thunderous rumble from behind me I looked up at the sky it was thundering harshly. I sighed as she kept on walking when I heard another thunderous sound this time I looked back as there was something charging straight at me. I looked at my wrist bracelet which my mother told me if I ever find trouble to unlatch the bracelet but not to take it off if not needed to. The creature got closer towards me as I unlatched the bracelet it had taken form of a celestrial bronze dagger. I looked at it plainly as there was a small skull on the hilt. I readied myself as the beast got closer. I could see horns and a ox like body. As it got closer I noticed the rest of the body its fur was rugged and brown as the lower body was the body of a human. I thought for a second and backed up thinking to myself How could this be happening the Minotaur has been dead for thousands of years!. The Minotaur was five feet I was sure I was dead as I did the only thing I could do I shot the the dagger foward as I heard a loud roaring shriek. My wrist was sprained as I saw my Dagger in the minotaurs Horn my shirt was pierced and I was bleeding slightly.I acted like an Idiot I charged the minotaur and jumped on its back as it was still flailing around trying to get the dagger out of its horn. I climbed it holding onto its fur tight as it shook me around I almost fell off it was flailing more as he threw me back and forth his fur getting tugged hard each time he did. I finally made it to his head as I pulled the dagger out. It had some blood on the hilt as she held it by both hands and stabbed it into the minotaurs neck before being thrown off. As I was recovering the minotaur exploded into dust. I stumbled getting up as I found my dagger It was bloodied all the way down the blade. I was panting my ribs hurt as I saw what looked like half man and half goat. The last thing I remember is the goat-man pulling me inside a cab. Hours later I was looking at the ceiling of a farmhouse in a bed a strange drink and food on the table next to me. I looked over to the other side and saw many children around her age or younger injured with the same shirt on saying 'Camp Half-blood'. After I recovered I was confronted by a Centaur named Chrion and he told me about what I was. He showed me to the cabin I'd be staying at until I was claimed. Likes:Black,Scary movies,daggers,Skulls Dislikes:Yellow and white,Tear jerker movies Picture 
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