Name:
Vivi Chambers
Gender:
Female
Age:
14
Sexuality:
Straight
Description:
Hair: Black Eyes: Dull Green
Personality:
Frightened, Dark, Deceptive, Passionate
Likes:
Music, Comedy, Literacy
Dis-likes:
Drinking, Monsters
Skills:
Tracking, Stealth, Winter Survival
Godly Parent:
Erebos
Mortal Parent:
Anna Georgiy - Female, Russian, Bartender
Years at camp:
0
Summer or Full Year:
Full Year
Weapons:
Main:Short Sword - 3 FT
Spells/Abilities:
Shadow Step: Will open a portal to a [ for now ] unspecified location within 100 yards using my only my own shadow.
Hypnosis: Will use my very own shadow to create another version of my self but will vanish with blunt force.
Unveil: Will cast a 3rd 'Minds eye' with the shadows of a specified room of location within 30 FT.
Vanquish: Similar to 'Shadow step' but I can use any shadow not just my own and can become one with the shadow.
Bio:
My name is Vivi Chambers. I'm from the British Common Wealth. And died 20 years ago. It may sound strange to you but that's the truth. I died from a monster during a quest I was on during my 2nd year at Camp Half Blood. I was frantic to escape the Labyrinth, we went in with the usual and sacred 3 members as no one came back. The entrance closed behind us I remember as we found the rare entrance during one of our quests to help a Satyr recruit a camper. We reported back being declined but we went anyways without any Idea of the horror we were about to walk into. It quick became clear we had no way out after the 3rd day when my closest friend and lover Alucard died. It was a mournful thing to happen as it took me and my other friend Luce to find a room without a monster bearing on us. It was a false safety though as I awoke to a Hell hound eating her flesh. It was gruesome as I covered my mouth to stop from screaming and lopped off its head in a quick slash. I sat in the same room alone as I heard continuous groaning from the shifting rooms.
I ventured on after that and finally met my own death. I was extremely unlucky to have died the way I did, no knowledge of who my godly parent was. Or who my mortal parent was, just me a sword and the baby Drakon that lay there undisturbed by my sudden entrance. I tried to make my way around until I tripped and screamed at the top of my lungs unprepared for death. It was only a unturned stone though as I woke up the Drakon resting near by. I didn't scream though as I rushed the monster before it could get it baring as I ended up getting my sword stuck in its scaly hide. It killed me with a spray of acid as I ran around searching for a exit, I fell and was eaten inside out by a monsters saliva. I sat there in the underworld until I finally got up to the stands to meet the judges. They laughed with a sickening cluck of bones as my I barely made Elysium. I was lucky to lucky in the afterlife, it all crashed when I made it for rebirth and was brought back into this world with no memory, just the feel of hatred for everything wrong.
I began to develop special abilities at the age of 10. I could see through the shadows and darkness. This took a devious form when I would create figures with my most reactive emotions mainly fear. I would have outbursts but nothing that would put me in a nut house. At the age of 12 I could see people and objects in the other room using shadows and darkness. This was my first introduction with the myth of my life. I met a man with a hood over his face he didn't say much but caught me stealing and simply spoke to me. Interesting isn't it. This power that can so easily be used for wrong. I went to speak but simply couldn't as he vanished with the very shadows I possessed. This was the last piece of normality I ever had before going to Camp Half Blood.
Suggested Parent:
Hades/Erebos: My ability to control shadows and darkness at will. Though with a large strain on metal ability such as quick thinking and motor movements. But please pick Erebos!
