New Age, New Threats (Camp Half-Blood RP)(Accepting!)

[Delena❤]

I'm making a son of Apollo.

[~ mew ~]

((Sweet ^^ I've decided on Nemesis.))

[Delena❤]

Name: Samson (Sam) Riley Golds
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Year at Camp: 5
Godly Parent: Apollo, god of light, music, arts, archery, healing, prophecy, poetry, purity, and enlightenment.
Powers: When angered, Sam can cause several diseases, mainly plague. He can instantly heal almost any wound, although certain ones take a lot of his energy. He excels at any shooting-based subject, such as basketball. He is near perfect at archery, and can play almost any musical interest. Unlike his father, Sam is actually good at poetry, or any other type of writing. He can control light. Sam is able to see events in the future. However, he is unable to tell anyone future events as then the information would become meaningless. This is a dangerous ability, and the only other child of Apollo know to inherit it is Halcyon Green.
Weapons: Sam uses a golden bow, just like his father.
Fears: Sam is afraid of the dark, because his father is the god of the sun.
Fatal Flaw: Sam's fatal flaw, like most children of Apollo, is his big head. This is because he is good at things that you can show off with.
Looks: Sam has the perfect golden tan with blonde hair and blue eyes.
Personality: Sam is a pretty open guy, and doesn't keep secrets. He is kind and accepting, as well as humorous and charming. Sam is very laid-back, and doesn't like to judge people. However, when he gets mad, all hell breaks loose. He will wreak havoc on the one who caused his anger. Sam is flirty, just like his father, and cares for his half siblings.
Crush: None
Other: None

[~ mew ~]

((That's quite a few powers he has. Maybe take out one big one? Like fire/light control?))

[Delena❤]

I took out fire control.

[~ mew ~]

((Okay, accepted!
I made my son of Nemesis <3
We can start when I get home from school in 8 hours or so))

[katie;]

(( lol, okay! ))

[~ mew ~]

Luna flipped through the papers on a table in the Athena cabin- her mother's cabin. She scribbled down a few things, then turned and walked over to one of the many bookcases, tracing her pointer finger lightly over the spines of the books, mouthing their titles. Finally, she found the one she was looking for and deftly plucked it out. She looked through it until she found the page she was looking for. The raven-haired girl jotted down a few more notes, made some calculations, then shut the book and sat down on her bed, which was one of the many bunk beds pushed against the walls. She slept on the bottom, with a curtain to make it feel like a cave. The top bunk remained uninhabited, as she wanted it to be. She primarily used the top bunk for sitting on and reading, and for storing extra things of hers, like drawings in a folder or her extra shield.

Nathan was swimming in the lake, only wearing his swimming trunks. He had a surfboard with him, and was currently holding the water back, underneath his board, to make a wave. Wait for it....wait for it....almost there....Now! The Australian released the water, easily keeping his surfboard balanced on top of the large wave he had created. Grinning wildy, he rode the water until it smoothed out, little wavelets licking the banks of the lake. The tanned boy jumped off his surfboard into the water, grabbing the board with one arm and kicking his legs lightly to keep himself afloat.

A black-haired boy, an aura of death and decay around him, was sitting on one of the benches near the basketball court, watching the satyrs and Apollo's kids shooting hoops. The Apollo kids made baskets easily and every time, while the satyrs missed frequently. Some were playing tunes on their reed pipes once in a while, and one satyr on their team would make a three-point shot, hitting nothing but net. Myles twirled his fingers around, black flames flickering weakly in the daylight, but were stronger as the son of Hades was slightly shaded by on of the cabins. He sighed, a bit bored, and extinguished the flames with a flick of his wrist.

Another boy was sitting in the pavilion where the campers ate. Martin was messing with the eyepatch covering his left eye, a habit he tended to do when he was deep in thought. His dark brown eyes were glazed over. Suddenly, life went back into them and he ran the hand that had bee messing with his eyepatch over his hair, a smirk playing on his face. The boy stood up and walked out and down the steps, toward the cabins. Once he had descended the steps, Martin's eye drifted upward to look at the clear, blue sky that was a characteristic of the summer months, especially at Camp Half-Blood, where all bad weather skirted around them like the camp had the plague.

[katie;]

(( .... why must you make your first post, right when I get off my computer and switch to my iPod?!
Bleh.... I'll reply tomorrow morning. Who should I have Katie interact with? Her brother, or what....?
If it's her brother, it totally reminds me of New Zealand and Australia. XD ))

[~ mew ~]

((That's because I play Australia like I do Nathan.
And idk. Maybe Myles or Nathan.
Sorry, took me awhile. Especially when cat kept butting her head between me and my tablet XD ))