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pastel queen of hell Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 5:18 pm
Name: Angelique "Angel" Douglas Age: 17 Gender: Female Appearance: Angel stands at a height of 5'6" with a thin frame of 130 pounds. Her complexion is fair, contrasted by her curly, dark brunette hair which really makes her bright blue-green eyes stand out. Her body isn't exactly... the type guys go drooling over... Though it's still attractive. Not that she pays much mind to stuff like that. Mortal Parent: Unknown. Angel lived with her uncle. Skills: Anything creative, especially literary arts, hand-to-hand combat if necessary, thinking 'outside the box', quick learner, staying out of trouble, she's good with a blade but even better with archery. Weapon(s): A silver bow by the name of Níki(victory) that turns into a bracelet made of the same silver with the same engravings. She got this weapon on her first quest not too long ago. She also has an average whip she keeps on her person at all times. Biography: Angel grew up with her uncle, which to be honest, wasn't the most pleasant person to be around. He had a horrible temper and only cared for himself. No wonder the alcoholic was never married. Anyway, Angel grew up as more of a servant and maid then a child, resulting in her quiet and punctual ways. They were constantly moving because he couldn't hold a job, so she never made any lasting friends. No matter what school she went to, she always managed to keep a low profile and get good grades, despite her ADD and dyslexia. Though on her thirteenth birthday, her uncle decided to dump her off at some strange camp for no reason. Soon, she learned that she was a demi-being and that the myths were all true, for the most part. She still lives with her jerk uncle during the school year, but camp during the summer makes things a little easier. Likes: Creativity, writing, drawing, just creating in general, waking up early, being productive, succeeding, all of the colors of the rainbow. Dislikes: Blandness, boredom, messy rooms, failing, being yelled at, mean people, jerks, wasting time, alcohol, and cigarettes. Picture: 
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2011 5:25 pm
Hemera, Titaness of Day, Inspiration, and Sister of the Titan Aether
Angel, my daughter, be wary of your mother's power. You can create light of day in the darkest night, and may you never run out of ideas for your amazing head. Your Cousins, the children of my hateful cousins Erberus and Nox, they can blind and destroy your power. Be careful.
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pastel queen of hell Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 4:09 pm
 Name: Kasper Luxus
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Just your average 'pretty boy.' Blonde hair, striking blue eyes, intense gaze, a light but strong build. He stands at 5'10" with a weight of 150 pounds.
Mortal Parent: Unknown, but presumably his mother was the mortal one.
Skills: Swimming, singing, he's always been good with musical instruments, hand-to-hand combat, martial arts, athletics, skateboarding, archery.
Weapon(s): A dagger, a gift from his grandmother, with a pure white hilt that he keeps with him at all times. NOT MAGICAL. Does a first aide kit count as a weapon? xD
Biography: Kasper grew up in an old people home with his grandma. She never mentioned why he had been brought to the doorstep, or which parent was her child. Though somehow he figured it was his mom. Just a hunch, though. He was constantly helping the nurses and other people take care of the residents, because he was young, strong, and willing to help. This way he learned a lot of different healing techniques and types of medicine, as well as how to easily read people emotions and expressions. So, he's fairly good with people, knowing when they need help or when their pride is more important. Just before Kasper turned thirteen, his grandmother died of illness, and her best friend, who happened to be a maple tree in the garden, informed Kasper of what he really was and where to go. He made it about halfway before he was attacked by a monster. His grandmother's dagger saved his life, but it was a satyr who found Kasper and led him the rest of the way to camp. He still spends the school year living and working at the old people home, despite his grandmother's death.
NOTE: When Kasper was six he was kidnapped and locked in a pitch black room for five days. No light, food, or water. Completely alone. Luckily he wasn't hurt, but he could never stand complete darkness ever again. Still has nightmares about it, ten years later.
Likes: Music, being friendly, running, causing trouble(sometimes), teasing people, helping people when they're hurt, kicking the crap out of anyone who messes with him, most athletic activities, skateboarding, sour candy, lemonade.
Dislikes: Scared of the dark due to childhood trauma, nightmares, overly sweet or rich foods, seeing people in pain, being picked on, staying still, complete silence, depressing or dark moods and atmospheres.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 3:25 pm
Apollo, Sports Car driving Sun God, Music artist, and Prophecy teller
KASPER! Hey kid! Didn't expect your dad to look so young eh? Or drive a car this sexy? Tell you what, I'll let you drive it home sunday. Provided your mother agrees of course. But dude, utter studmuffin you are. Girls are gonna love you and your musical talent, and plus, you're a sun kid. Sexy and downright talented. What girl doesn't want that?
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