Percy Jackson RP (1x1 with HunterOfArtemis and Neobainto)

[Actually.A.Herondale]

Name: Phil Moris (Phil means Horse Lover in Greek, and Moris means 'Son of the Dark One' in Greek names.)

Nickname: he doesn't really have one...

Age: 13

Gender: boy

Hair: shaggy, black

Clothes (no nudests please.): Black baggy jeans, and black/gray/or red T-shirt

Personality: dark, gloomy, moody....a bit like Nico

Medical issues (don't have to have any): ADHD, Dyslexia, Obstructive Sleep Apnea (He stops breathing sometimes in his sleep, snores really loudly, and often wakes up with head aches, dry mouth, Morning headache, Feeling drowsy all throughout the day, Irritation, Unable to function in a proper way mentally or emotionally, Heaviness in the head...))

Godly Parent: Hades

Fatal Flaw (everyone has one): doesn't talk to other enough...doesn't normaly tell people what's wrong, which makes him stressed and he doesn't trust anyone enough to explain whats wrong

Fear (everyone has one): to have his OSA to be the cause of his death

Weakness (everyone has one): OSA, and lack of social-ness

Favorite Camp activity: sword fighting

Least Favorite Camp activity: Capture the Flag

Favorite Animal: cats

Any horses belong to them? (no more then 2 per person): nope

Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: chocolate

Do they like cake: yes, but it has to be cold

BREIF History: he lived in Wyoming and his mom was 'the crazy cat lady'. his first monster attack caused his\ favorite cat to be killed. he was 10, and went to camp when he was 11.

Talents: seeing the dark, calm in dangerous situations...

[neobanito]

(Cool character..should I make another one also?)
Darla laughed,"Then Darla's got a plan..."She smirked lightly and ran to her cabin.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

((thanks....and i dunno. if you want to...))

"Should i be scared?" Weasel asked.
"No, because you're already the biggest chicken on Earth." Sarah stated, sitting on the foot of the bed as he laid back down.

[neobanito]

Darla came back in with a chocolate bar and some chocolate syrup,"My one weakness."She smirked and walked over to him,"Maybe this would work , I mean...why couldn't you use chocolate syrup to help you get the medicine down?" She asked and stuck it out for him.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

"I don't know...i have the most sensitice stomach ever, and some of the medicines i take won't mix well with anything....i can try it, next time i take pain killers...." he said, feeling embaressed and nerdy. he was like those geeky kids in movies. on all these medications, lots of health issues, the nervous-ness, and all that kinda stuff.

and then, there was a thud at the door. almost like a loud bang, and that caused Sarah to jump up, seeing as she had zoned off and let her mind wander about how pudding and jell-o were so alike, yet so different. she ran over to the door, to see a boy with messy black hair, and wearing all black on the ground, blood soaking his shirt, and his arm in a weird position.
"Holy Zeus!" she exclaimed, rolling him onto his back to see the real damage of the cut that was soaking his shirt. and it was bad.

[neobanito]

Darla gasped and dropped what she had been holding, she ran over and looked at the wound's. Having gotten herself hurt quite a bit, she had a little experience with helping out wound's. She scanned the cabin spying a t-shirt sitting there,"Use this...stop the bleeding!"She growled and tossed it over,"Press it on the wound...you,"She said meaning Delwin,"Go get some help..."
Delwin took off and camp back with a few councilor's.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

Sara pressed it on the gash, thinking that the demigod wasn't awake at the time. but the gasp of pain told her otherwise.
"Hello?" she asked, seeing if she could get him to talk. stilling pressing the shirt on with one hand, she used the other to open his eyes a little. they were the ice-y-est blue she had ever seen. not neon or eletraic or anything. but an ice blue. so different from his dark clothing....
Weasel could only watch, being as the pain killers were kicking in, and making him a bit drowsy, and he didn't want to put pressure on his leg.

((im going to bed...it's almost 1 in the morning here...night!))

[neobanito]

(Ok...good night.)

Darla did not pay any attention to anything but the blood, She looked at the councilor's with a helpless expression.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

the boys breathing was labored, and every few minutes, he would shudder, but he stayed still and quiet for the most part.

((NOW i shall get ready for bed.))

[neobanito]

(Ok. Night :3)
Darla looked slightly panniked, "Uh.."She said grabbing another T-shirt for her to press to the wound.

Delwin looked at the councilor's and mumbled something,"We need to get the wound's stitched up and cleaned before they start getting infected, or worse."He pointed out, sounding oddly smart for his usually oblivious personality. Someone nodded.