Ｎｏｔ Ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ Ｓｕｍｍｅｒ Ｃａｍｐ - Camp Halfblood - Open

[pappuppy]

{{May I reserve for Athena, girl? Please and thank you!~}}

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{ooc: Yes, I'll save you the spot.}

[parisel]

ａｖｅｒｙ _ ａｎｎｅ _ ｔｈｏｍｓｏｎ

: Daughter of Apollo :

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Her names Avery Anne Thomson; such a delightful girl who’s no more than seventeen years old – and you’d think she’s fifteen going on sixteen, but oh no she’s just a little smaller than average girl. She used to be fifth tallest girl during middle school – until high school came around and everyone got the impression it’d be to best time to start growing.
Avery Anne is a warmhearted little sweet heart who’ll be the first to offer help to those who’ve gotten hurt or even bullied. She accepts all for who they are, and never puts much thought to how true or bad someone could be. This characteristic advances her social personality, which means wherever she goes at least someone knows who she is. But who wouldn’t want to know her? She’s hilarious to be around, quirky, even a pinch of shyness escapes when she’s getting to know someone, and at times she’s even a little more than clumsy than the average.
She’s rather meddlesome when it some to new adventures – always hoping to see and encounter more. However, there’s also a great vulnerable side to her. Avery Anne can sometimes be a little more cautious or reluctant on activities she believes could cause harm to her or someone else. This is when her meek personality breaks free – and a lot of the time she needs motivation to get through her little fears. Then again, she’s simply a modest, boisterous little seventeen year old that looks on the bright side of life when things are at its worse.

Life was never thought to be that complicated for Avery Anne before she turned sixteen. Paradise was in the palm of her hand – living along the beaches of Clear Water, Florida during the spring and summer, and moving up to the North Carolina Mountains for the winter and fall. Either that or she’s traveling across the world. Avery’s been homeschool more than just once due to the fact she’s been on the move with her mom for so long. Either it’s a drive across the USA in a single RV or backpacking through the depths of Europe.
Being on the move has been a significant help for Avery, because all those mythical creatures after her haven’t been able to keep track of where she’s going next – and that was one secret reason her mother had planned on traveling in the first place. Helen Thomas, Avery Anne’s respectful mother who’s still here to this day – along with her boyfriend, Parker Jones, who’s been planning on engaging to Helen before Avery Anne, turned sixteen. However, he’s plans didn’t seem to work out as he expected.
The three were visiting some relatives along a small town of Mississippi; Avery Anne had just turned sixteen when her symbol decided to pop out of thin are, claiming her the daughter of Apollo. Both her and her mother’s boyfriend where stumped, believing it was some sort of magic at first. Meanwhile, Helen Thomas was completely aware of the situation. Just as her mother expected, within a week Avery Anne found herself encountering a hell hound no more than the size of a car. With a large amount of luck, she managed to escape when Parker decided it’d be best to borrow the Thompson’s relatives hunting gun. The three were gone as soon as the attack ended – and Avery’s mother knew it’d be the right time to head to Rhode Island.

One of the most accurate things you’d have to know about Avery Anne is that she adores the cooler seasons. When you’re just starting to get to know her, she will outright mention about her admirable obsession - heavens, if you haven’t seen her closet of winter clothes then there’s no chance of being a devoted friend of hers. Wherever Avery travels or goes, she’s taking her closet with her. Literally, when she first stepped into Camp Half Blood – she was carrying a suitcase almost have her size.
She loves big sweaters and sweatshirts. Almost all of her shirt wear is twice as big as it should be, leaving her long sleeved shirts longer than her fingertips. Avery loves wearing long coats and layers with black leggings, along with a pair of boots, and on occasions she pulls out the mittens. When she’s not wearing winter or fall clothing she’s wearing whatever’s just plain fashionable. In all honestly, sometimes she believes she’s the daughter of Artemis instead of Apollo due to her love of the colder seasons. Then again, she matches Apollo’s personality by far.
Avery Anne just loves to sing, write music and poems – she even pulls out a sketch pad once in a while. On the percentage of the time, you’ll walk in on Avery singing her heart out to the latest beat – she knows her music, absolutely. Then there’s a talent she’s owned since a child – the blessing of healing others. She’s never told anyone of her powers back then, thinking people would believe she’s some sort of witch. However, once she found out about Camp Half-Blood all of a sudden a lot started to make since. Meanwhile, Avery Anne had never trained to protect herself before – so once she joined Camp Half-Blood she was sent to the archery range.
Archery came easy for Avery, like second nature almost. However, there are a lot of times when she more than just clumsy while handling a bow and arrow. Then come’s that life or death situations – once she’s threatened in any sort of way, she can hit almost any target without hesitation. Maybe there’s a reason she doesn’t shoot in training? – It could be she doesn’t want to bring harm to anyone.
There was never much time for relationships during her travels before she figured out she was a Demi-God. Over periods of time, she did manage to go to school once or twice – and of course that was the jackpot for falling in love. Avery Anne has been in a relationship with a handful of guys, however most where just in a relationship for popularity. She’s never been in a true relationship with a boy; yet she plans to find that perfect one sooner or later. She’s on a search to find her true love.

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Sorry if it's not that good; I had to rush. I might make some edits later on C:

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ａｖｅｒｙ _ ａｎｎｅ _ ｔｈｏｍｓｏｎ

: Daughter of Apollo :

. . . .

Her names Avery Anne Thomson; such a delightful girl who’s no more than seventeen years old – and you’d think she’s fifteen going on sixteen, but oh no she’s just a little smaller than average girl. She used to be fifth tallest girl during middle school – until high school came around and everyone got the impression it’d be to best time to start growing.
Avery Anne is a warmhearted little sweet heart who’ll be the first to offer help to those who’ve gotten hurt or even bullied. She accepts all for who they are, and never puts much thought to how true or bad someone could be. This characteristic advances her social personality, which means wherever she goes at least someone knows who she is. But who wouldn’t want to know her? She’s hilarious to be around, quirky, even a pinch of shyness escapes when she’s getting to know someone, and at times she’s even a little more than clumsy than the average.
She’s rather meddlesome when it some to new adventures – always hoping to see and encounter more. However, there’s also a great vulnerable side to her. Avery Anne can sometimes be a little more cautious or reluctant on activities she believes could cause harm to her or someone else. This is when her meek personality breaks free – and a lot of the time she needs motivation to get through her little fears. Then again, she’s simply a modest, boisterous little seventeen year old that looks on the bright side of life when things are at its worse.

Life was never thought to be that complicated for Avery Anne before she turned sixteen. Paradise was in the palm of her hand – living along the beaches of Clear Water, Florida during the spring and summer, and moving up to the North Carolina Mountains for the winter and fall. Either that or she’s traveling across the world. Avery’s been homeschool more than just once due to the fact she’s been on the move with her mom for so long. Either it’s a drive across the USA in a single RV or backpacking through the depths of Europe.
Being on the move has been a significant help for Avery, because all those mythical creatures after her haven’t been able to keep track of where she’s going next – and that was one secret reason her mother had planned on traveling in the first place. Helen Thomas, Avery Anne’s respectful mother who’s still here to this day – along with her boyfriend, Parker Jones, who’s been planning on engaging to Helen before Avery Anne, turned sixteen. However, he’s plans didn’t seem to work out as he expected.
The three were visiting some relatives along a small town of Mississippi; Avery Anne had just turned sixteen when her symbol decided to pop out of thin are, claiming her the daughter of Apollo. Both her and her mother’s boyfriend where stumped, believing it was some sort of magic at first. Meanwhile, Helen Thomas was completely aware of the situation. Just as her mother expected, within a week Avery Anne found herself encountering a hell hound no more than the size of a car. With a large amount of luck, she managed to escape when Parker decided it’d be best to borrow the Thompson’s relatives hunting gun. The three were gone as soon as the attack ended – and Avery’s mother knew it’d be the right time to head to Rhode Island.

One of the most accurate things you’d have to know about Avery Anne is that she adores the cooler seasons. When you’re just starting to get to know her, she will outright mention about her admirable obsession - heavens, if you haven’t seen her closet of winter clothes then there’s no chance of being a devoted friend of hers. Wherever Avery travels or goes, she’s taking her closet with her. Literally, when she first stepped into Camp Half Blood – she was carrying a suitcase almost have her size.
She loves big sweaters and sweatshirts. Almost all of her shirt wear is twice as big as it should be, leaving her long sleeved shirts longer than her fingertips. Avery loves wearing long coats and layers with black leggings, along with a pair of boots, and on occasions she pulls out the mittens. When she’s not wearing winter or fall clothing she’s wearing whatever’s just plain fashionable. In all honestly, sometimes she believes she’s the daughter of Artemis instead of Apollo due to her love of the colder seasons. Then again, she matches Apollo’s personality by far.
Avery Anne just loves to sing, write music and poems – she even pulls out a sketch pad once in a while. On the percentage of the time, you’ll walk in on Avery singing her heart out to the latest beat – she knows her music, absolutely. Then there’s a talent she’s owned since a child – the blessing of healing others. She’s never told anyone of her powers back then, thinking people would believe she’s some sort of witch. However, once she found out about Camp Half-Blood all of a sudden a lot started to make since. Meanwhile, Avery Anne had never trained to protect herself before – so once she joined Camp Half-Blood she was sent to the archery range.
Archery came easy for Avery, like second nature almost. However, there are a lot of times when she more than just clumsy while handling a bow and arrow. Then come’s that life or death situations – once she’s threatened in any sort of way, she can hit almost any target without hesitation. Maybe there’s a reason she doesn’t shoot in training? – It could be she doesn’t want to bring harm to anyone.
There was never much time for relationships during her travels before she figured out she was a Demi-God. Over periods of time, she did manage to go to school once or twice – and of course that was the jackpot for falling in love. Avery Anne has been in a relationship with a handful of guys, however most where just in a relationship for popularity. She’s never been in a true relationship with a boy; yet she plans to find that perfect one sooner or later. She’s on a search to find her true love.

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Sorry if it's not that good; I had to rush. I might make some edits later on C:

{ooc:I adore her. ; w; I'll add her to the front page now.}

[Archangel.]

{{ooc:could i reserve one daughter of Demeter please & thank you c:}}

[parisel]

{ooc:I adore her. ; w; I'll add her to the front page now.}

{Occ: sgjks ahh thanks so much ;u;
Also just a heads up, once the RP starts there a big chance most of my posts will be slow.
There seems to be a virus on my computer at the moment, so I'll have to use my phone -
which takes forever to type on ;-;
I hope that'll be alright! }

[tbow.]

.:[ Sorry for the trouble but I'll have my form up tomorrow night if that's okay, I just get too much work on weeknights to do it now ;w;

[volleyball;;]

Beauty doesn't define you. It barely murmurs. Your personality, it speaks volumes.

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Emma-lynn Lake at your service. I don't have a middle name due to my beautiful and hyphenated name. Lake I just get from my dad, I know it's nothing too special. Anyways, I am technically seventeen, but I still look sixteen because I'm a Hunter of Artemis. I know my looks wouldn't have really changed, but I felt that I had to share that with you. As you can obviously tell, I am a girl. I was born in Oregon and my birthday is December sixteenth. Growing up I had many friends, guys in particular. Yes, I confess to having a few boyfriends. You can call me straight, or if you're one for technicalities, heterosexual. It really doesn't matter much any more, but as I said before about my age, it was something I felt like sharing.

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Someday my name will be forgotten, but what makes me memorable never will.

I was born and raised in the state of Oregon with a fairly wealthy father. His name was Richard Lake and he married my step mom, Angela, when I was fourteen. I remember I was furious with him for marrying someone that was taking the position of my true mom. My dad would tell me my biological mother had been absolutely amazing and utterly gorgeous. Richard would say she had been the only one, but unfortunately she had left. He never really explained it to me, but every day I had secretly hoped she would return. Yet, I never heard much more about my mom after Angela entered the picture. I mean, she wasn't rude or disrespectful to me, neither was I to her, but I never wanted her to be my mom. With the announcement of her engagement to my father, I began to become a little reckless in school. I would start getting into small trouble in the beginning, but by the end of the semester I was in the principal's office at least four times. With the last visit to his office, I had realized he had been replaced with some lady. Expecting to get off easy with some excellent manipulation, I began a lie. Before I had even gotten one word out, the principal had become an ugly creature that tried to kill me! I had screamed and the next thing I remember was my English teacher busting into the office with a wooden club zinging though the air. As soon as my "principal" was reduced to a pile of dust, my now goat-legged teacher pulled me out of there and whisked me off to a long trek across America to New York. I reached camp and was claimed by my mother, Aphrodite, after about a month of dealing with screaming and quite annoying Hermes kids, or at least that was how I felt. I had a few boyfriends at camp during those few years at camp. I would do what any child of my mother would do. I would lead them on, date them, and then crush their hearts. But every time, I would gain a piece of guilt. Finally I hit a breaking point and just couldn't carry on with the expectations of my cabin, so I joined the Hunters. I admit it is tempting to return to my old habits and fall in love, but I am fighting against every instinct in me. Though excruciatingly hard, it takes a little piece of stress out of my life.

Many people mistake me as a snobby and arrogant girl at first, which is quite fair considering my mother and the way I act sometimes, but I really am a loud mouth. I will speak my mind and my opinion openly, and depending on the reaction, without regret. I'm hot headed. If you set me off, be prepared to get an earful and maybe a dagger to your throat. It takes me awhile to blow my steam off, so if I don't speak to you for awhile after the incident, don't try to speak to me. I admit to being girly. My fashion senses are great, but I gave that up for the wear of the Hunters; occasionally I'll dress-up like I used to at camp. It might be frowned upon, but if I had to go against my instincts twenty-four seven, I would go absolutely insane. With all that aside though, I am honest. Sometimes I can be too honest, but I try to refrain from being rude or mean. Yeah, I can seem like a stereotypical mean girl, but I try my hardest not to be. I can be funny and kind. What? Me being kind? Yes, and I am actually very kind to those who work hard to stand me and try to really get to know me. Intelligence is something that I really on as a Hunter. Making sure that everything I do in battle is the right move so I stay alive and that I a can hit my target with precision. Finally, as many might not now, loyalty is something I take to heart and try to show. I know I wasn't loyal to those I hurt, but joining the Hunters has given me a different view on things, like loyalty for example.

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Everyone has got a trick or two up their sleeve.

I say my strengths would be my beauty. If I act just right and make just the right face, I can buy myself a ample amount of extra time while dealing with an enemy. Speaking and understanding French occasionally comes in handy when dealing with someone of my mother, if I'm in a foreign country, or just with some flirty teasing. Bow and arrows is a skill I had since I came to camp. I'll never be as good as the Apollo kids, but I'm definitely not hopeless with such weapons.

On the other hand, one of my weaknesses would be my temper. It takes me awhile to calm down, but I honestly can be reckless during my times of anger. As surprising as this would be for someone who comes from a socialite-of-a-mother, I have trouble making genuine friends. Another major weakness is having to fight my natural instincts to fall in love. I don't want to give up being a Hunter, or at least not yet.

Burn with a passion no one will ever forget...
be the flame of creativity in a world of shadows.

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Good day to you, I'm Diego Makamara. I know my last name sounds a little odd, but that is because I am Hawaiian. Well, up to this current date, I am fifteen years old. Sometimes people mistake me as a year or two younger, but I promise I'm fifteen. I do turn sixteen this year on the fourth of July. It's so cool, I get fireworks on my birthday! I am straight as a line, but I honestly have never had a girlfriend before. I've never really tried to date a girl. Now don't get me wrong, I've still had crushes, but I'm not very good at being romantic...at all.

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Everyone has a background.

Well, it all began in Hawaii where my dad met my mom I guess. About a year later they married and I was born. Then my mom said that he left right after I was born. My mom's name is Luana Makamara and she actually works in an auto-shop for a living. It wasn't the best job, but she loved it and she always made enough money to support us. We lived in a little remote town on the coast of the island, away from all the tourism. By the age of ten, I was in the shop helping my mom instead of choosing to play in the water like the other kids my age. I loved watching my mom clean pieces of the car, fix them up, and re-attach them. At one point, my mom had taught me everything she knew and it came so naturally to me. By the end of that year, she was letting me take on projects of my own. She would joke that one day I would out shine her in the shop. We would laugh, but just that thought made me feel proud and I knew that my mom felt proud of me. The extra help in the shop definitely helped with income for our little family. This went on for a few years, my skills improving every month. But good things can only last so long. A few days before my thirteenth birthday, a customer came in asking for help with a flat tire repair and an overheated engine. My mom had her hands full as always, so she asked me to help him out. I was excited to help, so I practically jumped off my chair and ran off with the man. He lead me around to where he parked behind the shop. I started with the tire, but something wasn't right about the situation I was in. The tires had three huge slash marks and when I went to check the engine, the radiator had puncture marks in it. I remember turning around to talk to the man, but he had turned into a beast. I remember getting scared and screaming as he ran at me. I threw my hands out to block my face, but when the creature touched me, he turned to dust. I looked at my hands to find them on fire and I began to panic. As my fear grew, the flame heat intensified and began to climb up my arms. I began rolling on the ground in an attempt to put the fire out, but in my panic, I managed to set the grass around the shop on fire. Let's say the total damage was more than grass. I ended up burning down my mom's little shop, but she survived. I felt awful, and that night, my mom contacted someplace in New York. She told me it was for my own good. The next day I was picked up and taken to camp. With in a week, I was claimed by Hephaestus. I began work in the forges, but I try to keep my curse a secret. I don't need to freak kids out or worry them about setting camp on fire.


Now I am a really quiet boy that keeps to his own business. I don't really like getting into other people's personal life, plus I'm not very good with people in general, so I tend to stay to myself. I am a shy kid, but I've been working on it. If someone speaks to me, I try not to stutter like an idiot. In my opinion, I can be funny if I open up to you and I become comfortable around you. Loyalty is earned from me, and once you earn it, I will return it without a problem. I am brave but just very quiet. I would be willing to help a friend out in a problem with anything. I may be shy and quiet, but I'm not a coward. The biggest fear I have though, is hurting someone on accident. After my mom's little incident, I haven't be able to forgive myself. I am kind, but I show my kindness in odd ways. Maybe instead of a normal compliment, I may compare you to an excellent machine. Like I said, I'm awful at being around people and my social skills aren't exactly up to date. I would call my self smart, especially in math and science. I have learned to keep a cool head in situations, because the more my emotions increase in intensity, the more of a chance for a fire and the less control I have of that fire.

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Everyone is good at something.

Even though I can be mistaken for timid or weird, I can definitely say my hand-to-hand combat is pretty good. I can hold up very well in a fight. I do great with a sword and shield, but I do even better with a knife or my fists. Another thing is being able to work with machines and fix them. I can repair almost anything of mine that gets damaged or other campers' items if they need me to. Finally, my curse can be used as a strength. I mean, if I need fire at any point, I can always rely on myself as a walking match...or flamethrower.

On a more negative note, my anti-socialness like vibe makes it hard to make friends. I mean, I have a few friends, but half siblings don't count in my opinion. My guilt and fear is for sure a weakness. It can be used against me in a threat or taunt, causing me to become weak. Just the thought of almost killing someone, especially someone I love, is just enough of a thought to make me sick. And finally, my utmost weakness is my curse. It's hard to control and dangerous, I don't want to hurt anyone at all.

[--I am Sherlocked--]

(I'll try and have my form up today ^^ Just a very busy day D; )

[f o x.]

{Wow, this is a huge work in progress! and I still need to finish my son of Hephaestus... So I might be here for some time...

ＲＯＳＡＮＮＡ ＦＯＸＸ

ｔｈｅ ｐｒｅｔｔｙ ｆａｃｅ

Love of beauty is taste.
The creation of beauty is art.

The soul that sees beauty
may sometimes walk alone.

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Ｉn the beginning...
Ｔhis is Rosanna Celia Foxx also known as Rosa, Blondie and Charm girl. She is now fast approaching sixteen and will reach that age on the 19 of October. I would be surprised if you think she is a boy considering i have said she a number of times, anyway she is a female human. Now on to the interesting parts, her godly parent unless you haven't already guessed is Aphrodite the goddess of love, beauty and sexuality, Rosa's sexuality is straight also known as heterosexual. Now as for her abilities that she has is is one of the handful of demi-gods who can charm speak, however she prefers not to and only charm speaks if she really has to and although she is the daughter of Aphrodite she would prefer to be a daughter of Athena or Apollo because at times she feels that her beauty is useless in fights and is isn't good for anything but giving people tips in fashion!

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Ｎext thing's next...
Ｏn to the less obvious things like her personality, likes, dislikes strengths and weaknesses; and i'm getting started with her personality. Now Rosanna and her cabin have a bad reputation for being flirty and some what vane however Rosanna likes to exclude her self from that reputation by being one of the only girls in the cabin not obsessed with dating, she can be rather persuasive on the account of her charm speak and it's easy to agree with almost anything she says. She is a very calm girl who likes to by by her self rather than in a large group unlike most other Aphrodite kids, she may be calm but when you annoy her she becomes very irritated and tends to lash out with acid like comments that can really leave you bruised and hurt. She isn't really much of a leader and likes to be more of a wall flower who just likes to be helpful instead of standing out.

Okay on to likes and dislikes she is a very easy girl to please to be quite frank with you, she likes most things, and here are just a couple of them; flowers, animals, hot chocolate, being helpful, birds, pasta, horse riding, moonlit walks, having fun and laughing. Now for her dislikes, is isn't very fussy but here are some of the things she dislikes; makeup, flirting, being a daughter of Aphrodite, being useless, coke, crab, being called dumb and smoking.

Okay finally on to her strengths and weaknesses firstly let's talk about her strengths; her beauty, although she hates it it has saved her life countless times, then there is her charm speak this comes in handy when she needs to win someone over or delay them for a while, although she may not be very good at fighting she is okay with a Spatha, strange choice I know but she likes it. Now on to her weaknesses and fatal flaw, her weaknesses are as follows; her beauty because some times it has got her in to trouble as well as out, then there is her strength she is rather weak and isn't good at hand to hand combat or fighting on foot, now most importantly her fatal flaw if her pride she id easily offended by what others say and is willing to take on anyone who called her weak or stupid.

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Ａll in the past...
Ｈow time flies hay? Now down to business, next i'm going to talk about her history, her love life, her family and her pets.

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ｔｈｅ ｈｏｔ ｈｅａｄｅｄ．．．

The most powerful weapon on earth is
the human soul on fire.

To learn to read is to light a fire; every
syllable that is spelled out is a spark.

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Ｉn the beginning...
Ｔhis is Jayson Mathew Coal, also known as flame head, freak boy and murderer. His birthday is the 19th of December 1997, this means he is now 16 years of age and will be 17 this year! He is quite clearly a male human although he does have a couple of friends that are girls that doesn't mean he is one! Now, On to his godly farther, if you don't already know you will have by the time this paragraph is over, Firstly his name is Hephaestus, God of Fire, Metalworking, Stone masonry, and the Art of Sculpture. Next his sexuality, well he has had a couple of girl friends in the past and doesn't really look at other boys as anything more than a friends so I would guess he is straight.

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Ｎext thing's next...
Ｏn to the less obvious things such as personality, likes, dislikes, strengths and weaknesses; I'm going to start with his personality, now he may see very distant, hot headed and troublesome at first but believe me he has his reasons for cutting him self off from the rest of the words, most of them he doesn't like to talk about and the rest are unknown to him. He is a very loyal friend who doesn't give up on anything or anyone, he is very standoffish though and gets in to heaps of trouble with teachers and adults, and most of the time it's because he is defending one of his friends or takes the hit for them. Also is can be somewhat stubborn and doesn't back down easily, this makes him a born leader even though others dislike the idea of him bossing them about and telling them what to do.
Next his likes and dislikes, he isn't very easy to please, although he does like foxes, shy girls, fire works, birds and hot chocolate, his favorite food is pasta simply because it's simple and easy to cook, and as I have said before his favorite drink is hot chocolate and the reason he likes it is because it's warming and it's an excuse to have marshmallows. Now his dislikes list is a lot longer, he hates water, girls who show off, the cold, coke, bad weather, flirty girls and getting wet. So we know his least favorite drink is coke but what is his least favorite food? Well it's crab, he doesn't like it because it's hard to cook is rather complex.
Goodness this is getting long, so lets get down to it! His main strengths are his size, his power and his speed,, for a guy he is very tall and muscular after years of training to box with his foster dad he has become very tough and steady and although he is muscular he also does athletic spots like cross county and long distance running so he is very fit and able to push his mind and his body to it's limits. Then there are his weaknesses and these are his anger problems and his strong will, they may seem like a good thing at first but take it from me they aren't, he is easily aggravated and whips him self up in to a frenzy and finds it hard to calm down again, also he tends to go death to what others have to say and finds it hard to agree with other people on anything!

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Ａll in the past...
Ｈow time flies, hay? Now i'm going to tell you about the things he KEEPS hidden and locked up inside him, and i'm going to start with his history, then his family then his love life and then his pets. Lets start off with the past shall we? Jason was born in a small farming town in the north of England that relied on its crops and animals to bring in money, Jayson's family mostly grew crops but they did keep a couple of chicken for eggs, they didn't have much land but they were happy just being on the farm, one day when he was 8 years old his family can upon some hard times and started to owe a large sum of money, he wasn't sure what was the problem at the time but unlike most 8 year old's he started to look for a job to help with the money problems, however this didn't go to plan because nobody wanted an 8 year old working for them! Then sadly on his 13 birthday his family were visited by a debt collector who asked for they money they owed, Jayson knew this was bad and quickly became angry and well... His body caught fire, this shocked all of the people who were in the room with him however Jayson didn't notice and charged at the debt collector, he missed and hit the wall causing it to catch on fire, and so it burned to the ground with nobody left alive but Jayson... The next thing that happened was that Jayson was adopted by a nice family, they moved far away from England and he started boxing classes with his adopted farther who was a boxing instructor, and also started running with his foster mother because she told him it would help him with his anger problem (which it has) So now Jayson is almost happy with his new family but he can't help thinking and having nightmares about the house burning down...
Now on to his family firstly there is his mother her name is Harriet Lily Coal she was very kind hearted and never flew to a rage over anything! Then we move on to his farther who is called Max John Coal,(He isn't Jayson's real dad) and he was a very irritable man who easily got angry but when his wife was around he always seemed happy and content. Lastly there was his sister she is called Elizabeth Grace Coal She was a bit like her mother in the way that she was calm but she was also a bit of a rebel, never fitting in with the right crowd is what I should say.
On to his love life he has had a couple of girl friends his first being Rebecca Daisy Snow a girl who wasn't afraid to say what was on her mind, his next girl friend was called Megan Lucy Blake She was a rather shy girl who just liked being with him and being able to be her self, and then his last was called Bethany Tabitha Robinson and she was pretty, funny and very sweet. So just to recap he is single!
And lastly his pets, yes he has pets firstly he has a pet fox called Mina, she is a 2 year old red fox who acts more like a dog than a wild animal but never the less he loves her dearly.

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