ｌｅｇａｃｉｅｓ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｇｏｄｓ （ｓｅｍｉ－ｌｉｔ）

[Rᴏsᴇ.]

⇉ "Ｙｏｕ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｋｎｏｗ ｈｏｗ Sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ｙｏｕ ａｒｅ... ｕｎｔｉｌ ｂｅｉｎｇ Sᴛʀᴏɴɢ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｏｎｌｙ ｃ ｈ ｏ ｉ ｃ ｅ ｙｏｕ ｈａｖｅ." ⇇

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Ｎ ａ ｍ ｅ : "The name's Carmen Jones."
Ｎ ｉ ｃ ｋ - Ｎ ａ ｍ ｅ : "I've been called Blondie, 'Hey you,' Freak...And others that are less...Pleasant."
Ａ ｇ ｅ : "I am 16 years old."
Ｂ ｉ ｒ ｔ ｈ ｄ ａ ｙ : "I have been told that i was born May 14th." Carmen was born on a beautiful summer day when the sun was shining and there was barely a cloud in the azure sky.
Ｇ ｅ ｎ ｄ ｅ ｒ : "Uh, Duh! I'm a Fe-Male!"
Ｈ ｅ ｉ ｇ ｈ ｔ : "I am a medium 5 foot 9.. *Gives a warning glare* Don't you dare call me short!"
Ｗ ｅ ｉ ｇ ｈ ｔ : "What! You're asking a girl's weight!" Carmen is 124.5 pounds of pure...Something.
Ｂ ｏ ｄ ｙ Ｂ ｕ ｉ ｌ ｄ : "Hmft." Carmen is pretty skinny for girls her age. She used to starve herself but has slowly gotten over that phase. She has a full chest and just the right curves to turn some heads. She is not overly skinny and is working on putting on some pounds.
Ｈ ａ ｉ ｒ Ｃ ｏ ｌ ｏ ｒ ａ ｎ ｄ Ｔ ｙ ｐ ｅ : "People say i look like my dad..." Carmen's hair is a fair blonde and most definitely straight. It comes down to about her shoulder blades. There are natural highlights streaked about from her time in the sun. She usually keeps it straight down, braided, and (on special occasions) curled.

Ｐ ｅ ｒ ｓ ｏ ｎ ａ ｌ ｉ ｔ ｙ : Carmen's first impression isn't that great. Most people don't give her the time of day for the second impression so not many like her. She is very closed because the world has stabbed her in the back so many times that she figures its just better not to face the world anymore. That if she closes her heart it can't be broken any more than it already is. However, behind the closed door is a girl screaming for help, a girl screaming to get out. And that girl is her real personality: Which is a bubbly, carefree girl who just wants to be accepted in this world as a regular teenager.

Ｈ ｉ ｓ ｔ ｏ ｒ ｙ : Carmen grew up without a mother. However she was raised by her father whom she basically worshiped. He was fun loving and always did everything he could for "his little princess". She was his only child and believed, by him, to be a miracle because she almost died at birth. They grew up in a small New York apartment but she couldn't have been happier. When she was about five the monsters came. At first she only saw them from afar, and she would tell her daddy of the nightmares that these monsters haunted and he would assure her everything would be OK and he would protect her. One day a Manticore came bursting through their very apartment door. Her father pushed her towards the window and screamed run. She remembers blindly running to the window, to little and shocked to do or understand anything else. She remembers hearing the sound of fighting and screams torn from the throat of her beloved father. She hid on the roof for the rest of the night, trembling in the dark. When the run rose she peeked in to find the Manticore gone but also her father...dead.

For the rest of her life she was passed around orphanages most of which ended up in flames and her running again because of some monster encounter. Eventually she got adopted when she was ten before she had the chance to destroy the home she was in. But the family heard of her destructive past and abandoned her. Since then she's been alone and on the run. The run from police, monsters, and anything else that tried to nab her. When she was fourteen she stumbled up Half-Blood hill being chased by a hell hound. She still remembers being half conscious and using the last of her energy to drive her knife into the furry beast. It took a little time to get used to the fact she was...half god but in time she accepted it...mostly.

Ｆ ａ ｍ ｉ ｌ ｙ : "All of them are dead." Her father was her only real family, she never had any siblings and she never knew her mother.

Ｇ ｏ ｄ ｌ ｙ Ｐ ａ ｒ ｅ ｎ ｔ : "My mother is...Athena."

Ｏ ｒ ｉ ｅ ｎ ｔ ａ ｔ ｉ ｏ ｎ : "I'm straight...mostly."
Ｃ ｒ ｕ ｓ ｈ : "Love is a waste of my time." She wants to be loved but doesn't know how to herself. She grew up without love so how is she supposed to know what it is?
Ｄ ａ ｔ ｉ ｎ ｇ : No one has ever asked or wanted to.
Ｌ ｉ ｋ ｅ ｓ :
✔ Popsicles
✔ Star gazing
✔ Owls
✔ Winning the fights
✔ Being in the dark
✔ Being right
✔ Her dad
Ｄ ｉ ｓ ｌ ｉ ｋ ｅ ｓ :
✘ Not knowing what to do
✘ Being helpless
✘ Know-it-alls
✘ Jell-o
✘ Math
✘ Monsters (duh!)
✘ Snobs

Ｔ ａ ｔ ｔ ｏ ｏ ｓ : Alright, this girl has a few that basically describes her personality. The first is a feather fading into birds flying away on her right collar bone. The second a quote on the small of her back (her lower back). And last a sparrow on her left foot. (Piercings: she has an arrow through her top left ear and regular piercings for both).
Ｃ ｌ ｏ ｔ ｈ ｉ ｎ ｇ Ｃ ｈ ｏ ｉ ｃ ｅ ｓ : Carmen's closet would look something like this. Light pastels, occasionally the dark fancy outfit. Loose fitting shirts with short shorts or leggings (tight skinny jeans) is mostly her style. On her feet she usually wears combat boots or nothing at all.

Ｃ ｈ ｏ ｉ ｃ ｅ ｏ ｆ Ｗ ｅ ａ ｐ ｏ ｎ : A studded belt. Well not the actual belt but what it turns into. Her father handed her this on her fifth birthday, telling her of its magical properties. The first was it would fit her no matter how large her hips/stomach became (he joked about this) and the second was it turned into a silver bow with a sheath of arrows. She never knew where he got it and never got the time to ask but she always wears it no matter what (even to bed).
Ｐ ｏ ｗ ｅ ｒ ｓ : As a child of Athena she was born with photographic memory, so even though it helps most of the time sometimes she wishes she could forget certain things. She can also speak, read, and write fluently in any language (which might come in handy for a quest *wink wink*)

Ｏ ｔ ｈ ｅ ｒ : "Nope."

[Savage Printsessa]

Where are the people that accuse me?
The ones who beat me down and bruise me.
They hide just out of sight
Can't face me in the light
They will return but I'll be stronger

My name is Violet Saunders. I see no reason to let you know my middle name. You do not need to know, and there is no need for it. Besides, I rather detest my middle name, so should you ever learn it, it would probably be in your best interest to never use it, or let me find out that you know.

I am female, in case you couldnt tell.

I am 16 years old, and my birthday is October 31, 1995, should you really need to know. But since you do, I will be expecting a gift, or at least a card from you.

I am 5 feet and 9 inches tall, though I dont really see why you need to know. I realize I am tall, I am taller than most other girls, and even some guys. That is why I dont get too many dates. Guys say I am too tall for them.

How dare you! You should know to never ask a girl her weight! Are you saying that Im fat!? If you must know, I am 111lbs.

I have very small feet, and I only wear a size 5, going by the American scale. Since you now know this, I will expect you to buy me a pair a shoes. And not cheap ones either.

I can be extremely kind when I want to be, however I can also be a little witch at other times. I expect the best out of everyone, and if your best is not up to my expectations, I expect you to get and be better. I hate being told no, and tend to follow no ones rules but my own. I am a bit of a wild child, though strange and quite for the most part. I am a vegetarian, hating anyone who eats meat, though not to the point of yelling at them. It is more of a silent loathing. Animals are my best friends, and I am much closer to nature than I am to most people. I would rather spend my time outside with the trees and squirrels than spend my time inside, in my room, on a computer. I would much rather feel the wind in my hair, and the earth beneath my feet than anything else. I am not a careful person. I like to live my life to the fullest, and if that means putting my life in danger every once in a while, so be it. I have no problem doing stupid and crazy stunts, even if I know I will get hurt. I will never back down from a bet or a challenge, as I like to be able to say I have tried just about everything, and I never want to be called weak for anything. I guess I just want people to know that, just because Aphrodite is my Mother, doesnt mean I am a prissy girl like my sisters.

I grew up a little different than most kids. From what I was told, my parents died in a car accident the night they were bringing me home from the hospital. My aunt tried to raise me for a while, and I even have a couple memories of her. But then she died in a house fire. I was about 6 when I was send to the first foster home. I had no family willing to take me. They all thought I was terrible luck, seeing as though my parents and aunt had died with me under their care. I suppose for a while I even believed them. I guess I used to be a bit of a problem child, always messing things up, which is why I ended up being tossed from foster home to foster home. I never managed to stay in one for more than 6 months or so. At first I used to get attached to people, but after the first 4 or 5, I gave up on trying to make relationships, on making connections. I lost hope when I was only about 9 years old, and that should never happen to a child. I made my way through life without really caring for people. I was only 13 when a satyr came and told me what I was, and took me back to camp. I have been here ever since.

I am, in a term, bisexual. I will not say I am straight or lesbian. I dont care what gender you are, if you make me happy, and love me, I will love you right back.

I have many animals, all kinds of animals. But there are only a few that are with me all the time, no matter what. I recently acquired a small kitten, a Munchkin kitten to be exact. She is a pure white ball of fluff, she she is both blind and deaf. She is still the sweetest, most active little thing ever. I have named her Pure, and I still need a bottle feed her every few hours, but I dont mind it at all. Then there is my female Pit-bull, I have named her Kira. She is quite protective, and doesnt really like anyone but me. But I wasnt able to bring Kira with me. And that breaks my heart. I left her with someone I trusted though, so I believe she is ok.

I am quite fast, as well as flexible. For a while when I was younger I wanted to be a gymnast, so of my my foster families paid for me to go to gymnastics, and I stuck with it for nearly a year, before I hurt my ankle and had to quit for a while. When my ankle was finally healed, I just didnt have the heart to go back. I am also a very good reader and writer, and always excelled in both in school. I am a speed reader, and I have even taken the time to try to write a few books. But I always find errors in them after getting nearly hundreds of pages done, and get angry and burn them. I suppose it is just not something that I am meant to do in my life.

The only thing that I really fear, is spiders. Now, mind you, I am not afraid of the small ones, no no, I just crush them and move on with my life. However, if it is bigger than a quarter, you can hear me scream from half a mile away.

Though most of my foster parents were Catholic, I have Pagan views on life, I suppose that would make sense, considering the fact that my mother is Aphrodite, Greek Goddess of Love and Beauty. I am the Prophecy Child.

I made this form and the layout for it, I would appreciate it if you did not steal it/use it without my permission. Also, I do not own these photos, all credit for them goes to their rightful owners.

Sorry about the form, I am much better at posting than I am at making forms. I hope this is ok though.

[Wolfsabre]

(All accepted)

[R A I N]

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ωανєѕ яυѕн ιη тσ cαяєѕѕ тнє ѕαη∂
σηℓу тσ яσℓℓ συт αgαιη

тнє ѕєα, тнє ѕєα: cαℓмηєѕѕ ιη ιтѕ ωαтєя
вυт ιη σηє ƒσωℓ ѕωσσρ
тнє cαℓм нαѕ тυяηє∂ ѕσυя

тнє ѕєα, тнє ѕєα: вяєєzєѕ cℓєαя αѕ ∂αу
ѕαℓту αιя мєєтѕ συя ℓιρѕ
ℓσηgєя, ωιℓℓ ωє ѕтαу؟

тнє ѕєα, тнє ѕєα: ѕσƒт ѕαη∂ вєηєαтн συя ƒєєт
вяєєzє cσσℓιηg συя нσт нαη∂ѕ
σηє ℓσσк αт уσυя єуєѕ αη∂ ι кησω

тнє ѕєα, тнє ѕєα: συя αℓℓу αη∂ ƒяιєη∂
тнє ѕєαѕcαρє ∂яαωιηg υѕ ιη
ιη тяιυмρн, тωσ ѕωєєтнєαятѕ тσgєтнєя
cяєαтιηg мιηѕтяєℓѕ ιη тнє ѕαη∂.

ＦＵＬＬ ＮＡＭＥ: "My name is Anastacia Nereus, but everyone just calls me Anna. I don't mind being called Anastacia at all, I actually love my name, but most people just tend to call me Anna. Anastacia means reborn where as Nereus is the Latin form of Greek Nêreus, meaning "wet one." That is the name of the god of the sea, which is really funny seeing as I actually am the daughter of Poseidon."
ＤＥＶＩＮＥ ＰＡＲＥＮＴ: "It's uh... well. Poseidon is my real father."
ＧＥＮＤＥＲ: "That is the most ridiculous question ever! What does it look like? I am a female."
ＡＧＥ: "I'll be turning 18 in a few months"
ＢＩＲＴＨＤＡＹ: "The 19th of December."
ＨＯＭＥ ＴＯＷＮ: "I was born in Laguna Beach. We lived there for a couple of years until my mother got sick. Then we moved to Houston, so my mother could be treated by the best doctors.

ＨＥＩＧＨＴ: Here
ＳＫＩＮ ＴＯＮＥ: Here
ＢＯＤＹ ＴＹＰＥ: Here
ＨＡＩＲ ＣＯＬＯＲ: Here
ＥＹＥ ＣＯＬＯＲ: Here

ＦＩＳＣＡＬ ＤＩＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ: : Looks like I have to tell you everything the mirror tells me every morning. Let's get started then. I am just under 6 feet tall, which isn't as bad as you might think. It makes heels a choice and not a necessity, seeing as those things can hurt more than they help sometimes. And besides... A girl should never be taller than a guy. Moving on we have my fiery red hair that frames my heart shaped face. No, my natural hair color is not red, it's a dark brown with a hint of red. I have always loved the color red. Most of the women in my family are the same. We all tend to drift towards reds. No one ever chooses fiery red, but that just makes it all the better. I like the fact that it makes me unique. The shade of red I choose almost never changes, but I do have days where I just feel like a need a new shade of red. My red hair looks fantastic with my fair complexion. It gives of that red riding hood vibe. Yeah did just say that... I like those kind of stories. Anyways, where were we? Oh right the skin. Next we have the eyes. I have metallic grey eyes. They tend to darken and light with my mood. I am the only person in my family with this particular shade of grey eyes. My father had blueish-grey eyes, and my mother had brown eyes. Now we get to the fun parts. I have athletic body type which I keep in check with regular runs along the forest paths."
ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ: “Well, I love to laugh and smile. I am a joyful person who can see the sunshine in the darkest days. I love to make people smile and laugh and often spend the whole day making others happy. There are almost never days when I am furious or crying. I manage to tough it out. Crying makes me feel weak. I have been through a lot in my life, and those things have made me a stronger person, and a nicer person. I try and make life better for others because I know what it is like to live with heartache. I don’t tend to make a lot of friends, but those I do eventually call friends become family and family is forever. If you ask me, you can never have enough family. There is a dark side to my personality as well. I tend to over think things and shy away from people at times. I don’t do it intentionally. It is just that it feels like people are draining me of all my energy at times. Those are usually the times that I withdraw from everyone and just spend a few hours with a book. The words usually have a way of calming me and bringing me back from the emotional exhaustion. The books have also become my escape from this world. There is something about being able to disappear into a world that is only a fantasy. Most think I am a kind hearted girl who loves to help out whenever they can, but at times I can be like a bull in a china shop. I will often say the wrong things or do the wrong things all because I want to help. It’s like they say, you can't be perfect all the time.
ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ: Anastasia is the only child. Her human father's name is John Nereus, he is a detective in Houston, texas.Her mother, Jane, died two years ago. Her mother had been fighting against Leukemia for several years when she lost the battle. It had struck Anna hard. She had spent days in her room crying. Her father had tried to coax her out of her room, but had refused to leave the bubble she had made for herself. He still didn’t give up. He brought her food and often spoke to her about the happy memories they shared of her mother. She often got angry at him for bringing up such memories, but in the end they had helped her heal. After what seemed like forever, she emerged from her room. Her father didn’t say anything as she wrapped her arms around and gave him a hug. She had built a stronger relationship with her father after that. She would spend hours playing board games or just talking to her dad whenever he was off.

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ＴＡＴＴＯＯＳ:

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ＣＬＯＴＨＩＮＧ ＳＴＹＬＥ: Here

ＳＥＸＵＡＬ ＯＲＩＥＮＴＡＴＩＯＮ: "Guys, defenatly guys. Sorry to all the ladies that feel disapointed about that."
ＬＩＫＥＳ: Dogs, cats, horses, wolves, tigers, books, painting, jogging, fishing, swimming, watching movies, chocolate, caremel popcorn, the sun, rain, playing board games, photography.
ＤＩＳＬＩＫＥＳ: Seeing other people in pain, being in pain, crying, being sick, being cold, being laughed at, spiders, snakes.
ＦＥＡＲＳ: Being hurt, lossing her father, dying painfully.
ＤＲＥＡＭＳ: Traveling the world, getting married, having kids (in the far away future), becoming a famous photographer.

ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇs ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ ♦ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ᴛᴏ ʀɪɢʜᴛғᴜʟ ᴏωɴᴇʀs ♦ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ: sᴜsᴀɴ ᴄᴏғғᴇʏ

[Wolfsabre]

(Accepted! -whisper- so guys, how's the new thread....)

[ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ.]

SO epic! I like it AND I liked the first one too ^-^
BTW I am SO excited to start this!

[growl]

{{ oooh! fancy :3 and i just wanted to point out that since anton happens to be the only child of zeus at the moment, he's also automatically head counselor of zeus' cabin.

ＡＮＴＯＮ ＤＯＹＬＥ

name;; anton caleb doyle
nicknames;; anton
gender;; male
age;; eighteen
birthdate;; seventeenth of july
slot;; son of zeus (head counselor & prophecy 'child')

♛ ♛ ♛

nationality;; english
orientation;; straight
love interest;; none
relationship stat;; single
friends with;; children of athena and dionysus
dislikes;; children of poseidon and hades
family;; zeus- father
lina doyle- mother
kyle doyle- brother
caroline wilson- aunt
marcus wilson- cousin
good;; humorous, lovable, caring
bad;; conceited, hothead, bitter
faceclaim;; ashton irwin

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zeus. wielder of lightning bolts, unforgiving and powerful. at first sight, the thought of anton wielding anything is laughable. true, he is tall for his age at six feet, five inches and he is nicely muscled from his training at camp half-blood but upon meeting him you can almost immediately tell he is a giant teddy bear waiting to be cuddled. anton is the kind of person to always try to lighten the mood, and will crack jokes at inappropriate times just to get people to laugh. he is helpful and gentle. some say he's too trusting of shady characters but really he sees the good in everyone. anton isn't completely unlike his father. he is self-absorbed, being the son of the god of the sky and all, and only thinks about himself and how he will be affected. he is a capricious character, and is easily pleased and angered. once he comes to a conclusion he will stick to it no matter what unless presented with infallible proof, after which he would say he had known all along. he got used to being the strongest demigod in camp half-blood, until the other children of the big three came and evoked his jealousy. he came to the camp seven years ago, arriving as a barely conscious twelve-year-old frying gryphons out of the sky. he is powerful enough to summon lightning two times a day without passing out and can whip winds to hurricane speeds. anton can electrify his whole body (with the exception of his head, of course. being someone concerned with his appearance, he doesn't like it when his golden hair stands up like a mad scientist's) something to the effect of being like a giant living taser. he has to stay year round and only leaves occasionally to visit his mother.

[Wolfsabre]

(Accepted!)

[R A I N]

(Accepted! -whisper- so guys, how's the new thread....)

love it!
You did a wonderful job!!!

[Soundstorm]

(Mind if I reserve my last spots? I can't repost the profiles at the moments, I have company over, I just wanted to request before someone else asked for them? I also have a third character I'd like to add, though he's a child of Hephaestus (not the prophecy child unless no one has that role and it needs to be filled, as mentioned in the last post). That okay?)