(off-topic-roleplay) xD

[aliciamusa]

We all know the Greek gods right? Posiden, Zeus, Hades, Aphrodite, Ares, etc. well your mom/dad might have dated one of them and made you. HA your saying right now but it is true. At least for some of us. Is your mom or dad gone. If yes, did they ever send you anything? No right, exactly.

The gods can't send their children anything. I still have yet to figure out why. You might be the one too figure out why. Well wither you be a demi-god or not. You still read this. First thing about mortals. There is this thing called the mist. What we see as monsters, they see as something else.

Okay so if your a demi-god. You should fill out this application. It will just tell me who you are and stuff like that. I'm not the camp director that's Chiron. He is a centaur. Half man half horse. Weird huh I thought so. I'll tell you everything you need to know when you meet me. (I'm the one with beach blonde hair)

Link to Greek gods: www.greek-gods.info/greek-gods/

((my character))
Name: Lilith turner.

age: 16

Male or female: Female

godly parent: Apollo

Face claim, picture, or written appearance: face claim Allison Harvard


Personality: I am nice and shy. I love To shot arrows. Apollo was very good with bows. I also love to write music and sing. I am very nice once you get to know me. If you get on my bad side I will hurt you. Don't judge me just because of my big eyes.

History(before you found out you were a demi-god) :Well my mom used to tell me that my dad was a great shot. He used to sing to her and make her songs. Then a week before I was born he left, Because his dad needed him at home. My mom had me and raised me on her own. I would see my dad but I was like only 5 or 4 when he last visited me.

My mom sent me to a private school. Once people started to make fun of me because of how big my eyes where she home schooled me. I was home schooled the rest of my mortal life. Then one day this girl came to our house and ask if my mom had any kids she could play with. This was when I was about 10

The girl had this emo style. She whore Jeans all the time and beanies. She always had them on. when I was 13 this monster attacked our house and The girl was the one who got us out. She also saved my bow and quiver.

She brought me to camp-half blood. This is where I saw everything. I have dyslexia and well I read stuff that is Greek in English. So When I read the sign the letters flip them self around to spell out Camp-half blood.

Are they at camp: Yea I have been for 3 years. Never leaving camp.

now its your turn:
character form
name:
age:
male or female:
Godly parent(if they found out) :
Face claim, picture, or written appearance:
Personality:
History:(before and during the time they found out they were a demi-god) :
Are they at camp, if so how long:

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name: William Stewart

age: 18

male or female: male

Godly parent(if they found out) : Aphrodite

Face claim, picture, or written appearance:[cam gigandet]
Personality: A womaniser with a charismatic, imposing presence, William is relatively monosyllabic yet seems to win the desire and respect of everyone around him. He is well-aware of his good looks, and will use them to his advantage, particularly around girls.
Despite his love of romance, he is quite a solitary creature at the best of times, preferring his own company and often desiring time to be alone with his thoughts. He finds it difficult to build lasting relationships, and as a result has earned himself a reputation as a heart-breaker. Despite this, he isn't a bad person, as such, and does have some firm morals. He simply knows how to use charm to his advantage.

History (before and during the time they found out they were a demi-god) : Will always knew of his heritage; his father never kept it from him. It was probably knowing that he was the child of a goddess of love that began his career of forming and breaking relationships with pretty girls.

Will went to a school of the arts, studying drama and musical theatre; an odd choice for someone who came across as so solitary, yet having gotten to know him his peers realised that it suited someone of his charisma. In addition to this, he was undeniably talented.

He boarded at this school, and so rarely saw his father, so upon discovering that he had died in a rather fatal boating accident, he grieved for a short while, but soon recovered. To be honest, they had never been close and Will was an independent soul anyway.

Shortly after his eighteenth birthday, he was approached by a young girl who took him to this so-called 'camp', where he now resides.

Are they at camp, if so how long: He's been there about a week; still getting used to it xD

^^Hope this is okay, I've never done this kind of rp before xD[/size]

[aliciamusa]

its alright I'm sad I can't see your guys apprence. and usually the satyrs don't bring a person to camp unless they are sure they are a demi-god. So your charrie could have gotten attacked by a monster or something.

Would you like to start and anybody else that would like to join can.

[aliciamusa]

me talking,narration

I walked along the edge of the camp borders. I do this from time to time. I have my bow and quiver strapped on my back. I wait for anything or anybody to come through. I know nothing will. But nobody? That's the real question.

I watch and think about going into the north woods. I think for a long time and just find myself walking through them. I look around and see Nymphs running into their homes. I turn back ahead of me and see a hell hound.

I go down on one knee and put my hand out slowly. It walks up to me slowly but steadily. I keep my hand out. It walks up and buts it mouth under my hand. I pet it and then sit down on the ground. This is when I see how small it is. The hell hound is only a pup. It slowly walks into my lap and we sit here like this for a while.

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OOC: I hope you don't mind if I write in third person past. I can do it in first, like you, if you want, but I prefer third ^^

Will lurked at the edges of the camp borders, trying to avoid contact with any others. He would socialise more eventually, but for now he was still getting used to this strange new setting. It wasn't bad, he supposed, but very much a culture-shock after his previous urban lifestyle.

In the distance, he could see the silhouette of a girl, perhaps a year or two his junior. She was crouched in a half-kneel, her hand outstretched to a creature which Will could not quite make out.

He walked a little faster, and approached her, recognising the creature as a hellhound, and also recollecting having seen the girl before. He frowned, wondering if stretching out one's hand to such a thing was safe.

He watched as it crawled onto her, and assumed it must be. He had a lot to learn.

"Lilith...isn't it?" He said, by way of alerting her to his presence. "With a name like that I wouldn't think those were...safe. But...they are?" He said, the question obvious in his voice.



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[aliciamusa]

me talking,narration

OOC: I don't mind at all

I Turned around to see a person I didn't know yet. I jumped up and the Hellhound started to growl. " Yea they are supposed to be mean but I have been here for a long time and the Hell hounds respect and like me. Who are you? I don't think I have ever seen you but you sure know me." I slowly go down to my knees again and pet the hell hound. I look this person in the eyes. Ah he is an Aphrodite kid. They are easy to spot.

"Ever heard of a kid name Percy Jackson? Well if you have or haven't he had a Hellhound as a pet. Mrs. O' Leary, Most people are scared of Hell hounds Except children of Hades, and well me."

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"Yea they are supposed to be mean but I have been here for a long time and the Hell hounds respect and like me. Who are you? I don't think I have ever seen you but you sure know me."

Will tilted his head. He felt a little jealousy as he surveyed this girl; she seemed so confident in this world of hell-hounds and so on and so forth.

"William. I'm Will. Someone pointed you out the other day..?" He paused for a moment. "It is Lilith, yes?"

She was pretty, he noticed; her blonde hair long with a dishevelled kind of beauty, and big, shining eyes. In his mind, he compared her to a pristine little doll. That is, if dolls carried around ranged weaponry and petted hell-hounds.

Will himself, on entering the camp, had been bestowed with the king of all weaponry; a sword, yet having had only had three weeks of experience in this strange new life, he didn't trust himself to carry around a great metal blade. Not yet, anyway.

"Ever heard of a kid name Percy Jackson? Well if you have or haven't he had a Hellhound as a pet. Mrs. O' Leary, Most people are scared of Hell hounds Except children of Hades, and well me."

Will drank in the information hungrily. "I...yeah, I've heard the name."

[aliciamusa]

He might have been cute this William, but I think he is two years older than me. I look at him in the eyes and then tilt my head down to look at the Hellhound. I make a clicking sound and the Hellhound walks away slowly in the other direction.

"Yes I am Lilith, Daughter of Apollo. And you are William Son of Aphrodite. Your heritage is easily spotted. Once a girl gets claim their face will always have makeup on for the first day. I don't know about the guys because I never heard of Aphrodite having a boy. Sorry I must be rambling." I reached my hand to my back and feel my bow. Then I put my hand behind my back and feel the knife back there.

[Victoria]

character form
name: Stella Brontz
age: 14
male or female: Female
Godly parent(if they found out) : Posieden
Face claim, picture, or written appearance:
She has long, extremely dark brown hair. It is wavy and thick, usually tied back in a messy ponytail. Stella doesn't really care how she looks, so often her outfits are sloppy, thrown together. Her wardrobe mostly consists of t-shirts, cut-offs, jeans, sneakers, mismatched socks, and a rainbow of hairties and ribbons. She has a stunning smile, and bright green eyes. Her physique is tall, and made for swimming. She's very tan because of how much time she spends in the water.
Personality:
Stella is a smidgen tomboyish. Like I said, she doesn't care how she looks. Spending half her time in the water playing pranks with the naiads, Stella is often teased and called fish girl, but then the culprit and anyone who laughed gets sprayed with saltwater. As you may have guessed, she has a temper, with a short fuse. It doesn't take much to light her, but she doesn't stay mad, or hold grudges.
History:(before and during the time they found out they were a demi-god) :
You could say Stella had the weirdest upbringing ever. Instead of keeping it a secret, her mother told her who her father was when she was very young.

WIP
Are they at camp, if so how long:
5 years

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"Yes I am Lilith, Daughter of Apollo. And you are William Son of Aphrodite. Your heritage is easily spotted. Once a girl gets claim their face will always have makeup on for the first day. I don't know about the guys because I never heard of Aphrodite having a boy. Sorry I must be rambling."

He drank in what she said, feeling as though he could never learn enough. "No, no. It's interesting." He paused, smirked. "Guess I'm just one of a kind, yeah?"

He looked her up and down, once again. She was very pretty, he thought to himself. Unusually so. He wondered What it would take to get her on his arm, but something told him he was a little out of his depth with this girl, whom, he noticed, was reaching for her weaponry in a most uninviting way.

[aliciamusa]

I keep thinking that this boy his interesting. He is different and cute. Only he is an Aphrodite child. They tend to not get into serious relationships. Aphrodite kids are the last people I want to see in the forest. He is here and I am here what do we do next?

I looked over at him again. I put my hand down from my back, and asked him "So what are you doing here?"

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She seemed to survey him a minute, which lent him the courage to move a little closer, keeping his expression as light as he could.

"So what are you doing here?"

He paused, unsure of how to answer. Then he shrugged. "Just wanted to be alone for a while." He blinked. "I haven't been here long. It's...overwhelming, to say the least."

He dropped his gaze for a moment, feeling uncomfortable at having shared such information about himself. Then he gave himself a mental shake, realising now was not the time to act like a lost little boy. He looked back up at her, and gave a wry little smile. Suddenly experiencing something like a little shock of daring, he spoke again. "I'm glad I did. Wouldn't have run into you otherwise." He smirked slightly.

[aliciamusa]

Yea he wouldn't have ran into me. I put both hands on the string of my bow before I talk. "Yea but I guess you don't seam to be scared of an Apollo kid? I looked at him. Most people were scared of me. A lot of people were. I mean almost the whole camp. Maybe that's why the Hellhound next to me is being so nice to me.

I bend down to it and make a clicking noise. I see it walk away but it still keeps close just in case. I get back up and put my hands on the string of my bow.

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Luke looked at her, his head angled slightly.

"Yea but I guess you don't seam to be scared of an Apollo kid?"

He shrugged, shook his head. "Well, I must say you don't look too friendly with that bow." He paused. "Is there reason I should be afraid? I haven't been here a very long time, I haven't had much chance to be filled in." He ventured a smile. "You haven't threatened me, or tried to hurt me. I can't think of any reason to be scared."

He looked her up and down. Now that she had made him aware of this social oddity amongst demi-gods, he found himself trying to note any little features or quirks that might mark her out as dangerous. As he did so, he noticed that although she was in no way obviously frightening, but her stance and expression were not inviting, nor were they particularly inviting.

He forced himself to stop; there was no need to actually attempt to find reason to be afraid; that was simply prejudiced.

[aliciamusa]

Wow he isn't scared of me. I see him looking me up and down. I look down and see that I am in my shooting stance. Maybe my mind is wanting to shot him but my heart says don't. I look at him again. "Well most people don't like me and my siblings because they are scared we will shot them in the heart with our eyes closed. That's why I thought you would be scared of me too but I see your new."