ｌｅｇａｃｉｅｓ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｇｏｄｓ （ｓｅｍｉ－ｌｉｔ）

[Wolfsabre]

Yes you may.

[Rᴏsᴇ.]

{ I like the new thread! It's very creative and eye catching! C:

[Foe Paw]

( CAn I reserve the Hermes child of the prophecy?)

[Wolfsabre]

(Hermes has already been reserved, as with Hephaestus)

[Foe Paw]

(Alright, I see. What spots are open? )

[Wolfsabre]

Dionysus, Apollo and Ares I believe

[Foe Paw]

( Alright, I'm reserving Ares in this case. <: )

[Soundstorm]

"Is there something I can help you with? If not, I would prefer it if you didn't waste my time. As a huntress, I've got duties, you see. Babysitting is not one of them."

Name
Aegis Kathaway

Nickname
None that she likes being called, though she’s been referred to as ‘Kathy’ before, which she hates. She’s also been referred to as ‘Ice Queen’.

Age
Unknown, appears 18

Birthday
January 9th. Probably.

Affiliations
Hunter of Artemis

Talents and Skills
Archery, running, stamina, hunting.

Appearance
Aegis has short blonde hair that goes just past her ears. Her eyes are dark blue and tend to hold a cold, unfriendly look in them, almost permanently so. She’s a little on the short side, though that doesn’t mean she can’t keep up with the others. She dresses in whatever is convenient for the hunt at the time, and generally refuses to wear anything confining. Contrary to what others may think, she’s not against wearing clothes generally dismissed as ‘overly girly’ (skirts, dresses, etc). Her body is quite toned from running a lot.

Sexual Orientation
Not allowed to fall in love, thus she tells people shes ‘aromantic’.

Personality
As implied above from her ‘ice queen’ nickname, she’s a little cold and unfriendly. She’s rather at odds with the other hunters at times, though she’s quite good at what she does. Naturally, she’s incredibly loyal to Artemis, and also quite dedicated to the other hunters and would hate to see anything happen to them, though good luck prying those words out of her (with a crowbar, if necessary). She’s on the edge of tomboy and not. If she were a normal person, she would be the type of girl to own about 10 pairs of shoes and keep a pair of rollerskates amongst those shoes. Despite this, though, she’s quite practical, and would prefer to be logical and free as opposed to confined. In fact, she finds clothes confining at times, and probably only wears clothes because she’d be stared at otherwise. All in all, she’s a cold, but also kind of an odd girl with some slightly odd quirks that may put her at odds with others.

History
She doesn’t talk about her history, brushing it off as somewhat unremarkable before joining Artemis. However, she has an adamant and almost unnatural dislike of being touched and relationships in general that implies she hasn’t had the best experiences with them at some point in her history.

Other
A huntress of Artemis, but not of the prophecy.

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"Hm? Ah, hello there. Can I help you? Can I finish eating first? ...Unless you wish to share lunch with me? I have extra food, if you're hungry...hahah, come on, sit down."

Name
Kaius Oraidon

Nickname
People, friends or otherwise, tend to call him ‘Kai’. He doesn’t mind.

Age
17 years old

Birthday
November 25th

Divine Parent
Hermes

Talents and Skills
Running of most types (sprinting/stamina). As a younger child, he used to be a bit of a pickpocket, and though he doesn’t do that anymore, it’s still something he’s quite good at.

Appearance
Kai is, most noticeably, a little bit too tall for his own good, to the point where he tends to tower a little bit over most people. His hair is short and a lightish brown, being cut just above his ears. His eyes are a light shade of green. His skin is a little bit dark. He wears casual, mostly baggy clothes and often wears fingerless gloves and a pair of small-ish headphones around his neck. He never goes anywhere without a specific watch given to him by his mother.

Sexual Orientation
Bi-romantic, but asexual. He’s not really looking for a relationship, however.

Personality
Kai is a gentle, fairly soft-spoken individual. He is fairly good with people, if a little awkward at times. He dislikes fighting and arguments, and tends to attempt to be a peacekeeper amongst groups. Other than that, though, he tends to be a little bit of a pushover in situations, and can be a little easy to take advantage of, if you’re friends with him. He hates letting people down, and as a result, will often help others, even if he doesn’t entirely feel like doing so at the time. As a whole, he has very low self worth and admittedly doesn’t like himself very much, but his sadness and slight depression is a secret he keeps to himself. He’s also a little timid, though he’ll tough it out if he feels he has to.

History
His history was mostly normal until he became a freshman in high school. He had his average share of being picked on, but most of them just gave up on being mean to him because he didn’t fight back or even really react to them. Throughout his school life, he’s always had two close friends by his side, both of whom were a little on the odd side and tended to get into situations that they’d drag him into. They were mostly just stupid shenanigans in which no one got hurt, though. A camp advisor got to him before any monsters did and he was promptly taken to the camp before anyone got hurt. Still, learning of his abilities, and the reasons behind him, was a little jarring.

Family
He has his mother and his two younger siblings: a step sister and a step-brother.

Other
Prophecy child of Hermes

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"I don't care what anyone else told you, I was NOT responsible for starting that fire in the cafeteria. If that's all you wanted to ask me about, then bug off.

Name
Dean Leonis

Nickname
Sometimes, friends of his mother would call him ‘Leon’. He doesn’t really care either way.

Age
16

Birthday
March 12th

Divine Parent
Hephaestus

Talents and Skills
Control of flames and creating random weapons and practical tools out of garbage.

Appearance
Dean is a short boy...probably barely taller than Aegis, to be accurate. His hair is short and brown, not to mention somewhat unruly. He usually wears a beanie over it anyway. He’s a casual kind of guy as far as his clothes go, usually wearing short or sleeveless shirts and baggy jeans or sweatpants. Other than the beanie, however, anything goes as long as it’s comfortable. He has a form of heterochromia: His eyes are brown, but one eye has a splash of blue in it. Aside from the usual clothes, he wears a brown leather cuff around his wrist, as well as tight black collar around his neck. His skin is also a little bit pale-ish, especially given how often he’s outside.

Sexual Orientation
He’d probably adamantly deny it, but he is bisexual.

Personality
Rather fittingly for his abilities, he’s short tempered and rather on the aggressive side. He tries to get along with people, but tends to be a bit irritable and snappish around others...guys, at least. He is unfortunately awkward around girls, especially if he likes them (he flat out avoids guys if he likes them). In short, he generally has 0 social skills. Dean is very competitive when it comes to just about anything. Considering his behavior, however, he’s actually a very good sport, and doesn’t particularly mind losing. Though he’s not really what one would call humble, he’s not arrogant, either, though he’d probably joke about it with friends, if he had any. He struggles to get close to others, though, not just because he’s terrible at communicating. As a result of being incredibly sheltered, combined with his (recent) history, he has triggers that cause him to freak out a little bit (flashbacks). During these states, he’s violent and tends to flee and/or set everything on fire whilst screaming for either his mother or a select few people he used to know. He also tends not to talk to anyone after these freakouts, but pretends they never happened the next day, sometimes saying he doesn’t remember them. Whether this is true or not is debatable, but he dismisses anyone’s concerns because he’s pretty sure that everyone has had it just as bad, if not worse. In a kind of weird way, though, he is very sympathetic towards those who are upset, and will try his best to comfort them if he sees someone crying or down on themselves. Whether or not he succeeds at this is completely up in the air most of the time, since he’s not very good at that, either, but most can’t fault him for trying.

History
Growing up, he was very close to his mother, since it was just her and him. He was rarely allowed out of the house, for reasons he didn’t know. He would often complain that it was too cold and quite preferred it when it was warm or even scorching hot outside. His mother had to get used to keeping the air conditioning off during the summer, though they eventually had to compromise on things related to that topic.
He never went to school, but was instead homeschooled by his mother, who taught him to read, write, and build whatever he wanted. She encouraged him to design tools out of whatever metal she had, or out of rocks or generally anything convenient. She’d tell him that he reminded her of his father in that regard.
He stayed away from the monsters for a surprisingly long time, but when he was 15-ish, a monster got to the house. His mother protected him, but, as all sad stories go, it cost his mother her life. Dean, in retaliation against the monster, set it and the whole house on fire. Being somewhat fireproof, he sort of just stood in the middle of the living room until it became ‘what used to be the living room’. He probably would’ve just stood there in a state of emotional shock had a family friend, who had known about his parentage, found him. He couldn’t get any words out of the kid, but recalled that his mother had stated, should anything happen to her, to get him to Camp Half Blood.
The result of being so sheltered, combined with the sudden change in his life from a force he’d had no idea existed prior, gave him what he calls ‘a really good recollection of the events’ and what most mental health professionals would refer to as ‘signs of PTSD’. His flashback triggers are mostly large amounts of blood and ear splittingly loud noises (he hates thunder storms, as you can imagine). He also quite hates it when anyone tries to protect him from danger, especially women, not because of sexism but because that’s how the only person he really knew in his life died.

Other
-He really likes flames, but he’s not a pyromaniac. People who don’t like him would probably state otherwise, however.
-He hates water and the cold, as to be expected.
-He has a bit of a fascination with weapons and tools and is learning to make them in a forge.
-He secretly likes animals. A lot. But he avoids them as well because he figures he should deal with his own kind first before dealing with anything else.
-He's a son of Hephaestus, but is only the prophecy child if no one else wants the role.

[Foe Paw]

♟ ♞ ♝ ♜ ♚

♟ ʙᴀsɪᴄs

Name: Alison Moura
Age: 15 years; birthday is January 12th
Gender: Male
Godly Parent: Ares

♞ ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ

He's short, standing at almost 5'7''. Lean physique, composed of dense muscle that make him look deceptively weak. High cheekbones, straight nose, slightly crooked, as something broken that didn't mend correctly. Dark-brown, almost black, curly hair, usually kept short. Olive skin, not very well kept. Collects a great amount of scars, most superficial, around his body, especially arms. Speaks with a very soft brazilian accent, picked up from his mother. He doesn't actually speak portuguese and has never been to Brazil. He's daltonic; because of that, he gives preference to neutral-colored clothes.


♝ ᴘsʏᴄʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ

He may take too much joy from battle and bloodshed, but Alison is a genuinely good person that cares about others' welfare, only on a longer view; if he needs to shout at someone for them to move or to beat them to a pulp to teach how to fight, he'll do it gladly, earning a reputation of sadism that is actually not all that misleading.
Takes duty very seriously. The ends justify the means, and honor isn't as important as life. Beware his knives to the back, if he judges them necessary. He finds needless chatting to be somewhat annoying; actions speak louder than words. Bragging people also annoy him for this very reason, or people who insult others and don't recognize the need for a battle later. Command is a vote of confidence and he's very quick to ignore orders coming from someone who's disappointed him as a leader.
Sarcasm passes through him like water through a fish net; it takes him some effort to recognize jokes. Tends to paternalism with people he considers protegees. Has a major soft spot for animals, learned most of his first aid techniques from taking care of injured pets.

♜ ᴘᴀsᴛ
His mother was a retired police officer from Brazil. She was injured during a confrontation with drug dealers and left the police force to help her brother manage his industry. She eventually moved to America to act as his representative in the country; there, she eventually married. She was already pregnant with Alison when she married, but the affair was kept an unknown. Growing up, his life was very average. He may not admit it, but it was actually a relief leaving the tranquil, shielded family atmosphere and, mostly, leaving his younger brothers.

♚ Aʀᴇs
Alison takes true to his father's demands of his children. Since Alison first reached the Camp, almost two years ago, he stepped on the role of a soldier with a sense of belonging. He has an idealized notion of a soldier - fearless, logical, competent and unfettered by things like personal feelings, and does his best to fit into this. His feelings and emotional reactions have been somewhat dulled from this forced militarization. He can transmit an intense, frightening aura of near-suicidal dedication, though.
Has a natural affinity to weapons, and tries to become at least proficient with any weapon he can get his hands into; he's best with a simple long sword, though. Alison is Ares' child of the prophecy.

[.Ape.]

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• F u l l N a m e • Dante Isaiah Thomas
• N i c k n a m e • N/A
• A g e • 18
• G e n d e r • "I am a Male"
• B i r t h D a t e • "I was born on the fifth of April."
• P l a c e o f B i r t h • "I was born in Montana."

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"I have been told I am full of drive and initiative. I am that guy everyone wants to be around. I'm fun, charming, sweet, and pretty much awesome. I'm a true fighter. I have a sort of calmness that I convert into power when I fight. If my opponents ever make a mistake, I am on it in a flash, and I always exploit their error to the fullest. I am an ambitious go getter. I love action and am a big ladies man. I'm brave and strong physically as well as willfully. I am quick to cut through banter and get to the heart of the matter. I'm someone who doesn't care what people think of me though. If they hate me they hate me if they love me they love me. I'm a nice guy altogether and fun to be around. I'm a visionary and I strive for the advancement of my capabilities.

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• H a i r C o l o r • "My hair is black"
• E y e C o l o r • "I have hazel eyes with lightning white specks in them. When I get into a rage or use my major powers they glow a light blue.
• S k i n T o n e • "I have a nice natural tan."
• W e i g h t • "I am a good 180 lbs of muscle."
• H e i g h t • 6'4
• B o d y M o d s • "A tribal tattoo down my right arm, which also connects to my torso."
• B o d y T y p e • "I am decently built. Born in Montana I was a big mountain climber. So I'm ripped. Not to toot my own horn or anything."
• C l o t h i n g S t y l e • "Well I like to wear shorts a lot. Basketball, cargo, you name it. I also like to wear comfortable shirts such as tank tops or T-Shirts. People think this is odd due to me flying a lot of where I go but as a son of Zeus I don't react to high wind speed as other people."

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"I was born in Seattle Washington to my beautiful mother. But when I turned 5 we moved to Montana. A secluded little cabin high in the mountains. I was not aware at the time that we moved because my mother was told about me and weird things started happening. She said I had bad dreams and that I would say someone visited me at night. Then we were driving home one night on a road that ran through the woods. A huge lion like thing attacked us and nearly killed my mom. When I saw pictures of a manticore in greek mythology I instantly recognized it. I vowed to one day kill it. When we moved I loved it. I was so close to the sky. I never got winded up there but when people from town came to jog they couldn't run for more than ten minutes. I could run for as long as I was capable of moving my legs. When I was 7 I had my first run in with my abilities. I was playing in a tree when I swatted at a bumblebee and it reacted violently. It came back at me and I began flinging my arms like a little girl (not a highlight moment of my life). All of the sudden leaves began blowing off trees and glided away. I continued doing it and eventually learned I could manipulate wind. A similar event happened when I was 11 but with electricity. I had my first flying experience when I was 13 when I levitated off of the ground. Every since then I have trained myself and have tried to master my abilities."

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• L i k e s • Flying
Fighting
Training
Girls
and children of Ares
• D i s l i k e s • Bullies
Manticores
Loosing
• F e a r s • "I am not scared of much. But what I am mainly scared of is my mom being hurt due to my heritage."
• D r e a m s • "I dream to hone my skills to perfection and become one of the strongest children of Zeus."
• S t r e n g t h s • "I am really good at fighting. I have always envied the children on Ares and constantly work with them and team up with them when we play games. I like to pick up moves and strategies. Strengths native to me are my cool head in battle or competitive things. I keep a clear mind and am able to keep calm through tough situations."
• W e a k n e s s' • "My weaknesses are my unsatisfied need for advancement. I am always trying to be better and sometimes it gets me in trouble when it sometimes involves rule breaking. I have sadly gotten someone injured and nearly killed by doing this and I have never forgiven myself."

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ＴＨＥ ＬＯＵＤ－ＴＨＵＮＤＥＲＥＲ’Ｓ ＭＩＧＨＴＹ ＲＯＡＲＳ
ＴＨＵＮＤＥＲ ＡＣＲＯＳＳ ＴＨＥ ＳＫＹ，
ＨＩＳ ＰＯＷＥＲＦＵＬ ＳＨＡＦＴＳ ＯＦ ＬＩＧＨＴ ＡＮＤ ＦＩＲＥ
ＳＯＡＲ ＴＨＲＯＵＧＨ ＴＨＥ ＣＬＯＵＤＳ ＡＮＤ ＡＩＲ，
ＩＮＳＰＩＲＩＮＧ ＡＷＥ ＡＮＤ ＲＥＶＥＲＥＮＣＥ
ＩＮ ＡＬＬ ＷＨＯ ＤＷＥＬＬ ＵＰＯＮ ＴＨＥ ＥＡＲＴＨ．
ＭＯＲＴＡＬＳ ＡＮＤ ＢＥＡＳＴＳ， ＴＲＥＥＳ ＡＮＤ ＰＬＡＮＴＳ，
ＮＹＭＰＨＳ ＡＮＤ ＳＡＴＹＲＳ， ＴＨＥ ＬＡＮＤ ＡＮＤ ＴＨＥ ＳＥＡ，
ＡＬＬ ＡＲＥ ＦＩＬＬＥＤ ＷＩＴＨ ＦＲＩＧＨＴ ＦＯＲ ＴＨＥ ＶＩＯＬＥＮＣＥ，
ＡＮＤ ＴＯＵＣＨＥＤ ＢＹ ＩＴ’Ｓ ＢＥＡＵＴＹ．

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• O r i e n t a t i o n • "I'm straight, I like females. Sorry fellas."
• G i r l f r i e n d • "None at the moment"
• B e s t F r i e n d • "None at the moment."
• E x (s) • "A girl back home. nothing serious."
• R e l a t i o n s h i p S t a t u s • "Single."
• C r u s h • "No one."
• F a m i l y • "My mother Brooklyn."

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