dorian comes from the greek word doron, which means ‘gift’ and he certainly thinks he is one for the people! he is about as narcissistic as his name suggests, some might even think the picture of dorian gray was based off of him. elliot, after his stepfather, means ‘the lord is my god’ and this holds no relevance, it was simply after his stepfather. bailey is the family name, having been held for generations, and it means ‘bailler (to deliver)’, used most prevalently as a description of a bailiff, which accurately describes how the bailey family business started off.
nicknames
if you don’t know dorian by his name (impossible, might i add), you may know him as the pretty boy whistling his way down high street or as the eligible bachelor that most girls go after. dorian is known by many names because he’s extremely well-known, not just locally. some ironically and unironically also call him ‘academy royalty’ due to how popular and famous he is. he has a myriad of nicknames and he’s open for more!
age
dorian is nineteen years old currently, his birthday is on 21st october, making him a libra.
gender & pronouns
dorian identifies as cisgender male, going by he/him pronouns. most of the time he presents as masculine but that has never stopped him from dressing feminine or presenting himself as feminine. he’s quite secure in his masculinity.
orientation
dorian identifies as pansexual, he’s quite well known for sleeping around with people often, not restricting himself to gender. he’s been out and open since he was fifteen and has been quite a slut ever since… mr. commitment issues over here, actually, hasn’t had a serious relationship since ever but fooled around with most of his year.
style
height
6'1".
hair
a flaxen gold halo illuminates his face, loose blonde waves tousled and bedhead. bangs curl under his ears, chopped short and kept tidy.
eyes
the color of the sky above the wineries of naples, a clear, cold blue freckled with jade, the deep green of his mother's eyes.
Build
lean and willowy, with broad shoulders and a stature that comes with an intimidating aura. a figure molded with years of athleticism and rigorous training, dorian greatly boasts his clay-sculpted physique.
dist. features
a nasty scar traveling from his lower abdomen and across his navel- taunt and pink despite being years old.
style/aesthetic
dorian’s style is very sophisticated and stylish. being a trendsetter himself, he always goes extreme with his clothing and it's never appropriate for any type of occasion. it's also very revealing most of the time, with satin shirts that aren’t always buttoned or sheet tops. he’s always been very confident with his body and especially enjoys showing it off, not above wearing skin tight clothing to make himself all the more visible. usually, he does wear loser clothing that hang off his body in an attempt to wear something light but for special occasions, he goes all out.
it's called: freefall
rks
req.
req.
you say you're too busy savin' everybody else to save yourself, and you don't want no help.
what’s there to tell about dorian? he
is
the guy to know. popular, charming,
handsome
— there is nothing that dorian doesn't have. well, aside from a sense of preservation, thought for consequences, ability to think ahead and take anything seriously at all.
dorian bailey is everybody’s favorite guy; he's the person who throws the best parties at camp, who always knows someone’s secret because they trust him with everything and someone who can tell different brands of scotches with his eyes closed.
vain
and the epitome of arrogance, dorian really is full of himself, in both, the best and worst ways possible. on one hand, he is the king of confidence. dorian radiates
suave
and sophistication, someone who doesn't have to try to get things done, he simply does. everything he touches, turns to gold, or at least that’s what people like to think happen. there's a reason he's considered so influential, his word is law. a
trendsetter
, a visionary, the kind of person who could find ways around the rules to get his way and still not technically break anything.
but this is also his downfall. his arrogance makes him blind to every bad decision he makes. dorian is a
bad influence
, this is without a doubt. he bunks classes, he skips school, he does a fuckton of drugs to keep himself on a constant high and always encourages others to join him. he is
reckless
and unassuming, he doesn't think of others when he needs to and although he is always sure of himself, it doesn't mean he always makes the best kinds of decisions.
dorian isn't known to be the smartest person but he knows how to work a room full of people. he is the sun and everybody else is the planets, revolving around him, dancing and singing, he is their god, he is dionysus and they are his devotees, his cult, who would listen to everything he’d say. horrible with authority, dorian isn't the kind of person you want on your side when you get into trouble because he only manages to make the situation worse. he challenges people, even when he knows he is going to lose, and hates taking no for an answer. although
persistent
and extremely
determined
, it was often for the wrong things in life and he struggles to forever understand the gravity of any situation he's in.
dorian and his younger sister jules couldn’t be miles apart from each other. while one is smart and capable, the other is
risk taking
and
dangerous
. jules never cares for what people think of her, except that she does and when they thought negatively, she lashes out and just makes it worse. but dorian, he knows everybody loves him and it makes him feel
guilty
— like he doesn't deserve their love and attention.
likes
partying, getting black out drunk and staying high, being around other people (mainly friends), whoring around and slutting by, mystery books where the killer is always the butler, agatha christie, shows like riverdale, anything with sugar on it, fries with mayonnaise, punk rock music & learning the guitar and writing music, writing songs and coming up with new melodies and tunes, partying, flirting with people, annoying his sister.
dislikes
being told what to do, authority figures, not being high and being sober, following the rules, being surrounded by whining kids, camping and the outside world, detention or anything where he’s trapped in a place, people keeping things from him, soup, the dark & people who chew loudly and don’t even realize it, people who spit while talking, or make loud slurping noises.
strengths
dorian is extremely resourceful and can get out of situations quickly, he’s clever when it comes down to it and knows how to handle people, he’s good with communication and working in a team. he also knows how to lighten every situation and make things happier for people.
weaknesses
he’s bad at following orders and goes rogue often, just doing what he wants to. he can be careless and reckless, not putting too much thought into what he’s doing and fucking up the plan. he doesn’t take anything seriously and tends to be very oblivious and stubborn about things.
habits
popping his lips out of boredom, jiggling his leg and leaning back in most chairs, has developed a tendency to run his hands through his hair
fears
needles, disappointing his father- his biological father, that is. to hell with pleasing anyone else. call him a daddy's boy.
pers.
pers.
you could let it all go,
the baileys are a name that everyone knows in and outside of camp. their story is too famous to not be known: poor immigrants who started off working as bailiffs and worked their way up the ranks till one day, one of them was crowned an unspeakable and provided funds to almost every property in the greater range of the mid-atlantic country. it's almost impossible to drive around and not see a poster with elliot bailey’s face on it or their name being celebrated. for generations the baileys have worked hard to build a name and expand, make something out of them. and then dorian bailey was born, the very bane of everything they stood for. the bastard son of a bastard god.
dorian didn’t earn his title as ‘the prince’ for nothing. he truly is that— treated like a prince from the day he was born. his family is wealthy, unbearably so and there was nothing dorian couldn’t have if he so much so as looked at it. well, aside from parents who treated him like a human, that is.
for elliot and anne bailey, their kids were merely tools to expand their empire, an expansion of themselves and they expected them to be the same. their own marriage was a marriage of convenience, their dynamic similar to that of macbeth and lady macbeth. elliot was ambitious and dreamt big, anne was realistic but knew how to achieve his goals; their union was meant to turn their names into something that will last forever. their relationship went beyond love. it was about power and glory and when it came to success, minute things like love meant little to them. love was a distraction, a myth people spread to justify being lazy and poor. that wasn’t them. that would never be them.
that is why they were mainly raised by their nanny, irina, your typical russian matron. except, she cared for the kids in the same way parents were supposed to. she tended after their every need, following every instruction. irina was there for them, for every celebration and every occasion, when their own parents weren’t. she lighted the candles on their birthday, she treated them to ice cream when they did well on a test and she went to their ballet performances or music shows. she was the mother and father jules and dorian never got to have and they cherished her greatly for that, even if they couldn’t express it properly.
dorian, well he was the exact opposite of what his parents wanted for a son. every moment he continued to exist, he was nothing more than a disappointment to them. he wasn’t the child they wanted him to be and they made it exponentially clear. dorian was the black sheep, the pariah, he simply didn’t have the same mindset they shared. he was popular and well-liked and thats what set him apart; they called him pathetic for being vain and arrogant, for being so loud and open. but jules.. that was the son they had always wanted. jules was everything they had wanted, the perfect machine to take over their empire and so, they forgot about dorian, he was nothing more than a money-spending mess after all, an embarrassment, and turned all their attention towards jules.
it's called "freefall".
both jules and dorian didn’t actually spend much time around their hometown. they were sent to private schoosl, far away from new jersey, although at some point, dorian stopped attending at the age of eleven and started attending the became a permanent resident at camp halfblood instead. jules still attended the private school up until her eleventh birthday, only returning back home for the holidays and famously, judging everyone in the united states for their sad, poor decisions that she can make fun of.
due to this, jules was always the one under stress and pressure while dorian was neglected by his family, pushed aside. his freedom racked in with his carelessness lead him down a horrible path. his popularity skyrocketed but as did his recklessness and somehow, someway, dorian found himself dealing with drugs and alcoholism. he managed to hide it for a while— smaller doses, doing it away from everyone, not telling anybody. but then his cravings began and he wanted more, he needed more or else he felt like he was losing his mind. he found euphoria and momentary happiness in drugs and he couldn’t help but take more and more of it, till the neurotic behavior went off the charts and he was found by jules, overdosed in his own room.
that day changed several things for the family. for one, their parents actually began caring for them. his encounter with death scared the fuck out of them and dorian felt the same way. he almost died, his survival was a miracle and it gave him a brand new appreciation for his life that he couldn’t explain. and jules, she got less mean and ruthless. watching her brother almost die in front of her eyes, shakily dialing 911 to save him, it broke something in her. made her even more protective of him than before.
after that, dorian went to rehab for a couple of months before he returned to the academy. his third year there, it’s meant to be a new beginning for him, a new start to his new life where he doesn’t risk it all and goes crazy. and he’d be lying if he said he was loving it. it was as much a punishment as it was freedom; he knew this was his chance to prove he was better but was he? then why did he still crave the thrill and rush? why did he still itch for it? school just made it worse. and he knows jules is only there to keep an eye on him, to make sure that he doesn’t fuck up and kill himself once again. she can’t lose her brother again.
baby sister
juliet bailey
dorian loves his sister. despite all of her rude remarks and incessant taunting, the bailey siblings have learned how to look out for each other over the years. dorian won't take any bad mouthing of his baby sister (that's his job). he loves to embarrass her in front of her friends and show off, but it's all in good fun. there's no bad blood between them, although the two have something of a running argument about whose house is better.
step monster
elliot bailey
dorian and elliot have a some-what strained relationship. in elliot’s eyes, dorian is and always has been a burden. even after his drug overdose, although he got more compassionate at the thought of losing his son so early, he couldn’t help but think that this.. was something dorian brought upon himself. if he truly cared about is family, he wouldn’t have drugs, would he have? and that's why they have a rift between them. on paper, they get along decently well, and most times, they manage to be civil and not create any scenes. but there are times when they both snap, carrying the same kind of temper and begin fighting, over an issue as small as ‘you’re dragging your feet.’
mother dearest
anne bailey
dorian and anne have always been very close. not as close as mothers and sons should be but by comparison to everyone in the family? yeah, they are close. anne is always up to date with dorian’s antics and is perhaps the only one who enjoys dorian’s slutty behavior because it gives her a chance to bond with him, both of them talking about his new conquest of the week and giggling over gossip. of course, she was colder than that, and at times, she was a totally different person than who dorian thought she was— ruthless and harsh, she was always the brains behind his dad’s operations and he knows that the way she is with him is just a front, to get to him and he fell for it regardless because he wants a mother. his mother.
godly parent
dionysus.
abilities
alcohol manipulation ⋆ able to sense, understand, and control alcohol, as his father is the god of wine-making. on that note he can tell if any alcohol type beverage has been tampered with, laced with something unwanted, or the ingredients used to make said alcohol is not safe for consumption.
drunken frenzy ⋆ has the ability to force a state of mild drunkenness on another person for a short time. depending on his mood, the state of mind they force can either be drunken ecstasy, drunken confusion, drunken frenzy, or drunken sadness.
vitikinesis ⋆ can also control over nature, most specifically plants and vegetation, as his dad is the god of vegetation and orchards. he is able to bind and suffocate his enemies with grape vines which are immensely strong and durable. he can also summon, communicate with, and manipulate vines, trees, orchards, and other such vegetation with the slightest ease, enabling him to cause barren wastelands to transform into fruitful meadows, make trees to bear fruit, and revive dead vegetation with some concentration.
With lean muscle packed on even more lean muscle, her pale skin breathes life into a paradoxical body of soft features and lethal capabilities. Clocking in at a height of 6’1, numerous discolored scars litter her back, face, and virtually every patch of skin. A testament to a life etched in knife fights and close calls. Her eyes draw the most attention however, cloudy white and useless. A storied defect she’s long learned to live beside. When it comes to personal well-being it's safe to say she gambles.
height
6'1" (185.42 cm)
body mods.
Blind(birth defect)
personality
Her parent's likely wishes she was smaller. Softer. Easier to chain to their aspirations. And in a backwards way she is. The expectations force fed to her since childhood are shackles bound keenly on her wrists, keeping them low and docile unless directed otherwise. Despite being raised in the most cutthroat echelon of people known to man, Cane is dangerously soft at heart, a contradiction most would never assume based on appearances alone. Regardless, Cane has wrapped herself firmly in layers and layers of bureaucratic fodder, keeping most at arm's length in an attempt to hide the fact her heart is very much the bleeding variety.
likes
likes, likes, likes
dislikes
dislikes, dislikes, dislikes
Cane
good morning!
morning, wyd?
putting in hours at the gym
Call lasted 15:23.
history
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(Expanding Lore, Powers, and Personality)
Name: Jasamin Nyx
Daughter of Chaos
Nickname: "The Conjurer" "Hashatia (Limbo Child)" "Exitium"
Birthdate: October 14th
Zodiac: Scorpio
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual
POB: Copenhagen, Denmark
Nationality: Danish
Country of Residence: USA
VISAGE Jasamin stands at 5'6 and weighs approximately 143 Ibs. Her hair is black as are her eyes. Her hair extends to her shoulders. Her build is slim and athletic. And is often described by others as very flexible. Her skin tone is close to ivory color. Her voice is soft but dark. An image of her general appearance has been attached. She is often seen with leggings and a casual shirt on. She is also considered graceful and athletic. Seen as very pretty/physically attractive. Often seen with her hair in a way similar to the picture. Although sometimes she is seen with her hair braided.
PERSONA
Traits: stubborn, logical, realistic, impulsive, paranoid, anxious, ambitious, reserved, introverted, tolerant, cautious, unpredictable
Quirks: prone to fits of anger, defensive when pushed too much. | Habits: writing, poetry, drawing, journaling, archery, tap dancing
Likes: writing, poetry, magic, the unknown, science, archery, tap dancing
Dislikes: certain monsters, spiders, snakes, loud sudden noises
Fears: heights, water, snakes
Mental Disorders: ADHD, GAD,
Jasamin is often seen as respectful if not outwardly kind. However, the more one spends time around her the more one realizes how anxious and strange she is. She is often observed writing or journaling. She documents just about everything she finds. Including monsters, magic, and interesting fields of science. And can also often be found practicing her magic or at the archery range. Which she claims clears her mind. Very tolerant of other people and groups. Very impulsive which usually takes the form of fits of anger/rage. Usually because of other people and stressors. Gets stressed easily and quickly. Hard to change her mind once she comes to a decision. Others find her unpredictable due to her strange view of the world. Considered unstable mentally due to some of these traits. Ever since she has been considered unstable and unpredictable. Hard to know what her reaction is going to be. She reacts differently depending on the person she is speaking to. Seen as hard to get close to as she is rather untrusting of people in general.
She is found to value her freedom over nearly everything else. She might not fight for her freedom. But she will certainly support those who do. She is often seen as playful to those she trusts. And also considered by many as cute or attractive. And she sometimes plays off this to make friends and associates.
HISTORY
Jasamin was raised by mortal parents. Her father Nergash Nyx and her mother Hurshia Nyx. During her younger years, she was quickly noticed for her flexibility and quick thinking. At one point she was admitted to a self-defense class. And brought against one of the class's best students. She defeated him quickly and swiftly. Her trainer impressed by her innate skill started teaching her personally. She was skilled. Due to her flexibility, knowledge, and ruthlessness in combat. Around this time they moved to America. Her father had received a very enticing job offer. But this attention was not all good. A lycantrope had found her. It was not a job offer at all. It was a death sentence. It transformed into a mighty werebat during the night. Snatched her parents with its two large claws and tried to fly away. But before it could in a fit of anger and rage Jasamin screamed. A great sonic blast erupted everywhere around her. Walls ripped apart. Cellings burst open. The creature roared as it was launched a great distance and impaled on a metal spike. The veil cracked and broke around it. Revealing the werebat's true form. But in the chaos of magic, her parents had also found death. She was later found passed out. Impaled by glass and metal. But her body simply absorbed it and healed. The school then found her and took her in.
OTHER INFO
Note from other students: "Don't anger the fuck outta her. She launched me into a wall." Skills: Archery, Hand to Hand, Acrobatics, Tap Dancing, Quick Thinking Powers: Sonic Blasts (capable of emitting sonic blasts when in times of extreme emotion such as anger, it causes mass disruption of the veil, any magical creature hit by the blasts is instantly revealed in its magical form for a short time)
Regeneration (can regenerate minor wounds in minutes, and major ones in a few days, cannot regenerate lost limbs)
Fire Breathing (blue fire, while incapable of burning through steel superheats any metal nearby, and burns through materials such as wood in seconds, if a person is exposed to the fire directly their insides begin burning as their skin starts melting)
Super Strength, Super Speed, Super Flexibility (20% higher than normal), Enhanced Reaction Times, Enhanced Perception (all roughly 10% higher than normal)
Physical Absorbing (absorbs physical materials to prevent damage cannot absorb magical materials)
Standing at 5'9", Frankie has an average, yet notably fit build. Her long, wavy chocolate brown hair frames a soft, gentle face adorned with hazel eyes that reflect her warm demeanor. A bunny-toothed smile graces her lips, endearing to some around her. As she moves, there's a cool swagger in her step, adding a touch of effortless confidence to her presence.
Frankie's style leans towards casual urban streetwear. You'll often find her in sleeveless shirts, baggy pants, summer shorts, and skater shoes, embodying a bit of a tomboy spirit. On colder days, she might throw on a jacket to complete her laid-back look.
Adding a unique touch to her appearance, Frankie boasts a few tattoos. Notably, the staff of Hermes symbol is inked on her upper arm, showcasing her divine lineage.
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Personality
Traits:
Adventurous, Sarcastic, Fun loving, Absent-minded, Daredevil, Slow to trust, Devil may care attitude.
Personality:
Frankie's personality is a delightful blend of laid-back charm and playful wit. With a penchant for joking around, she approaches life with a less serious demeanor, often adding a touch of sarcasm to her interactions. However, beneath her carefree exterior, Frankie is far from careless or incompetent. When the situation demands it, she reveals a level-headed and pragmatic side, showcasing her ability to navigate challenges with ease.
Independence is a key aspect of Frankie's character; she thrives on adventure and embraces risk with a daredevil's spirit, drawn to the thrill of speed, a passion she indulges through her love for skating. Her friendly and cool demeanor makes her approachable, yet Frankie harbors a cautious nature. Keeping her cards close to her chest, she finds it challenging to depend on others and is slow to trust, despite her outgoing appearance. In essence, Frankie embodies a dynamic blend of carefree fun and calculated caution.
In addition to her love for skating, Frankie has a laid-back affinity for the high, indulging in a bit of stoner culture. A core memory about her early childhood, listening to her father, the God of Speed's tales of daring adventures, she developed a deep-seated dream of soaring through the skies, feeling the rush of wind on her face, and embracing the unparalleled thrill of flight. This dream, fueled by the stories of her divine lineage, adds a whimsical layer to her personality, blending her carefree nature with a yearning for the ultimate sense of freedom and exhilaration.
Fears:
Frankie harbors a subtle fear of losing her sense of freedom. Her deep desire for independence and love of adventure is closely tied to a fear of being confined or restricted in any way. The thought of losing the ability to live life on her terms, whether due to external forces or personal circumstances, strikes a chord with her free-spirited nature. This fear of losing the freedom to explore, take risks, and pursue her passions serves as a silent motivator for Frankie to maintain control over her destiny and embrace life's adventures with open arms.
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Biography
In the heart of vibrant New York, Frankie entered the world, her birth accompanied by an aura of divine energy. From the beginning, she was aware of her unique lineage. Raised by her mortal mother, Frankie's early years were filled with a sense of wonder and magic, guided by tales of gods and goddesses.
At an age when most children are still discovering the world, Frankie had a chance encounter with her divine father, Hermes. Though she was too young to retain vivid memories, the essence of that meeting lingered in her consciousness. Hermes, the messenger of the gods, took a moment from his eternal duties to connect with his demigod daughter. He told her stories of his adventures—of swift journeys, daring escapades, and the extraordinary realm of the Olympian gods.
These stories became the foundation of Frankie's childhood, shaping her imagination and instilling in her a deep-seated desire for adventure. The memory of her father's presence and the tales he shared became a beacon, guiding Frankie through the challenges of growing up with divine blood flowing in her veins.
As she matured, Frankie's affinity for the extraordinary manifested in her love for skating. The streets of the city transformed into her playground, a canvas for her to express the thrill and freedom inspired by her father's narratives. The staff of Hermes symbol inked on her arm became a tangible connection to the divine, a reminder of her heritage that she proudly bore.
Aware of her demigod status, Frankie entered Olympus Academy with a sense of purpose and curiosity. Her interactions with other demigods, each with their own divine lineage, added depth to her understanding of the complex world she belonged to.
Yet, despite her awareness of her divine bloodline, Frankie faced challenges common to mortal and demigod alike. The separation from her father, the struggles of adolescence, and the eternal balance between the mortal and divine aspects of her identity shaped her into a resilient and introspective individual.
Now, as the prophecy casts its shadow over Olympus Academy, Frankie stands at the crossroads of destiny. The memories of her father's stories continue to fuel her adventurous spirit, as she embraces her role in the unfolding Chronicles of Olympus with a blend of determination, curiosity, and the echoes of a divine legacy.
Ashton is a stubborn guy, with a bit of a reckless streak, but in general he's a charismatic, friendly guy. He has also struggled with a bit of a temper and possessive behaviors, but only when pushed to his breaking point. That said, He can be loud, which comes hand in hand with his excitable personality. He loves to meet new people and he’s fairly open minded about things. He still gets nervous, however, as he fears that people may see him as a odd, instead of the fun loving guy that he really is. Though in recent years he has moved past this and is very passionate about things that He enjoys. He’s also known for being quite the troublemaker and prankster.
On a general day to day basis, he’s usually smiling and ready to tackle whatever the day has brought him, whether that is sparring practice or helping out a friend with a problem, or even showing off to prove to a friend that he isn't too chicken to turn down a dare. Deep down, despite his flaws, Ashton is a gentle, loving soul who just wants to live life to the fullest. And what better way to do that, than to treat every day as the next big adventure? Party at midnight? Hell yes. Pranks ? Challenge accepted. Backyard sports? Bring it on. Flirting with the cutie? Most definitely.
summer or all year camper
Ashton is a full-time camper.......He has been at camp for 6 years npow
How He arrived at Camp
Ashton spent the first 5 years of his life being raised by his mother before She mysteriously passed due to an illness before being in foster care......And well long story short.....He ran away one time and hitched a couple of rides before ending up at Camp Half-blood at age 10
other
Secret: Is very sentimental about everything, you give him something and He will keep it forever
FC: Skeet Ulrich
Allies: fellow demi-gods
Enemies; None yet
Weapon: hasn't acquired one yet but he's hoping to get some sort of collaspable trident one day
Goals: Find a way to fit in among others better
Fondest memory: The first time, He swam with dolphins!
Abilities:
Water Breather: He can breath underwater
Water Manipulation: He can manipulate water in it's different phases to form shapes and structures like a snow ball or a icicle, or water ball. ( He doesn't have good control over this one at all....more often than not it reverts back to it's original state before He can use it)
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Queenie is a tall, lanky girl with a soft unassuming figure but she can really hold her own and stronger than she looks
attire
Queenie tends to favor two styles: A more unassuming cute girly attire or a more practical approach with pants and a t-shirt for fighting and stuff.....But she always wears steel toed boots. Just her thing
psyche
My mother told me to be a lady. And for her, that meant be your own person, be independent
Showing emotions weren't ideal within more wealthy society and those were the lessons that Queenie was taught as she grew up. Be friendly, of course. Befriend as many people as possible. Show interest, show fascination— but never let them know your actual thoughts. Never, even for a moment, allow others to catch on to your thoughts unless intentionally misleading them. Everything She does is measured and calculated. Indeed, to others, she is a mild-mannered, helpful and friendly gal who would extend a hand to help anyone who needed it. She had taken up the role of caring for younger campers. Her reputation is rather stellar among the community and her fake persona spoke for themselves. A perfectly crafted persona for people to look up to. Perfect, isn't it? To her, it was difficult to actually know where the persona ended and herself started or if they had truly melded into one..
COMPASSIONATE
LOGICAL
negative traits
EASILY ANGERED
SECRETIVE
PERFECTIONIST
DISTRUSTFUL
miscellaneous
likes
Ancient Battles
Learning
Training
Innovations
Chocolate
Art
dislikes
The smell of coffee
Stagnancy
Vulnerability
Impatience
Injustice
Baseless Judgement
hobbies
Queenie absolutely adores researching different weaponry and different fighting styles, she also loves to dance but won't be caught dead doing that in front of anyone else. But her main hobby is painting
Queenie has been a camper at Camp Half-blood for 8 years at this point. Having been dropped off by her mother at age 11 , So that her mother could pursue her dream of making it big in Hollywood as a Director. An odd paring of a god of war and an director of the stars to have created Queenie but here she was! She has always been a year round camper since she had been dropped off.
parents
character names
n/a
childhood
important milestone
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relationship
character name
n/a
adolescence
important milestone
Queenie has been a camper at Camp Half-blood for 8 years at this point. Having been dropped off by her mother at age 11 , So that her mother could pursue her dream of making it big in Hollywood as a Director. An odd paring of a god of war and an director of the stars to have created Queenie but here she was! She has always been a year round camper since she had been dropped off.
relationship
character name
tbd
present
gallery
misc
Extra Personality Blurb
Clearly a girl of practiced grace and finesse, her posture is almost always perfect regardless of the situation. Every expression is measured and appropriate for the occasion, the sly smile striking when a plan goes through without a hitch. Blue eyes following each movement of the person before her, and the group of people passing, ever observant of the people around her. When she wishes, eyes follow her presence as she walks down the paths— doing nothing but walking yet drawing so much attention to herself. And just as easily as she can draw this attention, she can simply disappear into the crowd with not a soul knowing when she had left. She leaves a mark in people's minds when she wants.
A smile plastered on her face— one to the observant doesn't reach her eyes. In contrast to her seemingly haughty movement, she exudes an aura of calmness and friendliness. Is she spinning you around her finger, fooling you into believing an actress is in fact the real deal? Perhaps. Or perhaps not. It doesn't matter as she takes you around for a spin. Yet, to the truly observant, the mask slips every now and then. The look of weariness, of exhaustion, becoming a little bit clearer close to nightfall— and a drag to her step? No, must have been a trick of the eye.
Other Info
Place of Birth: Beverly Hills, California
Distuinguishing mark: Her icey blue gaze
Weapon: A hand forged spear
Current Goals: Find her place
Secret: That she hides behind a mask
Allies: tbd
Enemies: tbd
Fondest memory: Getting her spear
Godly Powers: BATTLE STAMINA ( she is very easily able to fight for long periods of time without wavering....But it does take a toll of her body if she uses too often)
Biggest Regret: Not having made a friend she can truly unmask around
Strengths: Cunning, Strong in a battle, Brave and Strongwilled
Weakenesses: Deceptive, Manipulative
FC: Meg Donnelly
Long curls that tumble towards her waist, blonde in color. Most days Aurelia will let her curls tumble loose around her shoulders or she will pull small sections away from her face and secure them with a bow at the back of her head, with some loose pieces framing her heart-shaped face.
eyes
Her most notable characteristic is her ocean blue eyes. They are generally bright with joy but will turn a stormy blue whenever she is upset.
build
Lithe and slender, Aurelia seems small for a girl her age and is often mistaken for being younger than she actually is. Her blue eyes are her most noticeable feature, set in a heart-shaped face with rounds cheeks, full lips and a delicate nose.
Mods/Scars
Aurelia has both of her earlobes pierced and she generally wears studs or small hopped earrings since bigger earrings tend to look odd on her due to her earlobes being on the smaller side. (Add scars).
↬ Scrunches up her nose when she is confused about something
↬ Taps her fingers together when she is trying to lie
↬ Twirls her hair when she is nervous
↬ Tends to force a smile when she is upset or angry, she pretends that everything is fine
↬ Flusters easy, blushes even easier
↬ Love language is physical touch
↬ She tends to hum softly to herself whenever she is concentrating on something
↬ Tends to walk around silently, like a cat. Probably needs a little ankle bracelet with a bell on it to avoid spooking people.
↬ Has to touch any soft or fluffy thing she comes in contact with
↬ Will try to pet every dog that she sees
Hobbies
Painting | Baking | Crocheting
03.
history
tba
04.
gallery
05.
Relationships
Charlotte Hawthorne
She had a strained relationship with her mother as a child and she has not contacted the woman ever since she was kicked out of her childhood home when she was a child.
Name
description here
06.
Child of the Gods
Powers
Ability to heal: She can heal minor wounds and cuts by singing a hymn to Apollo, but cannot heal deep wounds, broken bones, or diseases.
Bright glow: Her skin naturally gives off a warm glow, which grows brighter when feeling a positive emotion.
Large Blast: She can conjure a large blast of light or fire depending on how hard she is concentrating. This blast is short and can be used against opponents that she is able to see.
Weapon
A golden bow crafted from glimmering Celestial bronze. Her quiver holds roughly 30 golden arrows molded from the same material as the bow. The arrows gradually return to the quiver over time unless they are destroyed, in which she would have to acquire more arrows. In its transformed state, her weapon resembles a golden bracelet, ready to be summoned by a flick of her wrist. Should she lose the bracelet, it will appear back on her right wrist after some time has passed.
Regina is a woman who stands at a height of 5'4, possessing a slender hourglass figure that she dedicates herself to maintaining. Despite her petite frame, her facial features captivate those around her. Regina's eyes are a mesmerizing shade of blue, sparkling with a magnetic charm that draws people in.
Her short blonde hair glistens under the sun, adding an extra touch of radiance to her overall appearance. However, it is her adorable button nose that stands out as her most prominent feature, lending a touch of cuteness to her beauty.
When it comes to fashion, Regina's style ranges from anything that is considered "cute" or "sexy." She embraces her body confidently and enjoys exhibiting it, often opting for outfits that reveal more skin. Unfortunately, this preference does come with its consequences, as she occasionally sports knee cuts as a result.
eyes
blue
height
5'4
Body mods
ear pricing, Tattoo of a Lilly behind her ear
faceclaim
PMD Clara
virtues
Intuitive
Ro is a remarkable individual who possesses a unique ability to rely on her gut instincts above all else. Ro can immediately sense when someone is not to be trusted, and she wastes no time in distancing herself from such individuals.
Loyal
Ro has a strong sense of loyalty to her friends and family. Ro stands out as someone who values and cherishes the bonds she forms with those closest to her. Whether it be through her unwavering support, her willingness to go above and beyond, or her steadfast commitment.
Protective
Ro is known for her fierce protectiveness when it comes to the people in her circle of friends and family. She is unwavering in her commitment to keep them safe, and she takes her role as their protector very seriously. Ro has set strict boundaries and doesn't allow anyone near her loved ones unless she has personally approved of them. Ro's protective nature extends beyond just setting boundaries; she is willing to go to great lengths to ensure the safety and well-being of her loved ones.
vices
Silver-tongued
Ro possesses a remarkable ability to command attention and wield words like weapons. Her eloquence and persuasive charm have always set her apart, earning her the reputation of being a "loudmouth." With a keen understanding of the power of language, she effortlessly navigates social interactions, standing up for herself and others with remarkable finesse. Ro possesses an innate talent for crafting words that have the ability to make your skin crawl or your heart start pumping. Her words are carefully chosen, each sentence meticulously crafted to evoke a desired response. Whether it's captivating an audience during a public speaking engagement or engaging in a heated debate, Ro’s tongue dances with precision.
Gossipy
Ro is a character who simply cannot resist indulging in the world of gossip. It seems to be ingrained in her DNA, as she finds great pleasure in spending hours discussing all the drama that unfolds within the confines of her school. From the moment she steps into the hallways, Ro's ears perk up, eagerly catching whispers and snippets of conversations that hint at the latest gossip. Whether it's a budding romance, a secret betrayal, or a scandalous rumor, Ro's appetite for gossip knows no bounds. She thrives on the thrilling sensation of being in the know, constantly seeking out the juiciest tidbits to share with her circle of friends. Her ability to stay up-to-date with the latest drama has earned her a reputation as the go-to source for all things gossip-related.
Materialistic
Growing up in a financially challenging environment, Ro experienced the hardships of not having enough. As a result, she developed a deep appreciation for material possessions and their value. Whenever she received something of worth, particularly if it was expensive, she cherished it dearly. The significance of these items went beyond their monetary value for Ro; they represented a symbol of her hard work and the sacrifices she had made.
personality
While Regina may appear as innocent as an angel, she is far from it. Standing at just 5'4", she is a compact ball of fire, always ready to ignite a room with her larger-than-life personality. Unfortunately for her, her loud mouth tends to land her in trouble more often than not. Regina's sassy personality is perfectly complemented by a generous sprinkle of sarcasm, adding an extra layer of humor to her already amusing presence.
She has an uncanny knack for cracking jokes at the most inappropriate times, leaving everyone around her torn between laughter and sheer disbelief. It's as if she has a comedy radar that detects precisely when it's least appropriate to unleash her comedic genius. Most people compare her to a chiwawa and don't take her seriously because of this you will find that Ro works extra hard to prove a point.
hobbies
DIY
Regina has always possessed a natural talent for creating things from scratch, whether it's transforming freshly squeezed apple juice into a delightful beverage or crafting her own unique accessories.
Working out
With major anger issues and a tendency to bottle up her aggression until it reaches an explosive point, she has discovered the power of physical activities as an outlet. Engaging in activities such as boxing and going for late-night walks or early-morning runs
Cleaning
Regina has a unique passion for cleanliness that goes beyond the ordinary. For her, cleaning is not just a chore, but a hobby that she indulges in regularly. She cannot stand the sight of anything being messy, unclean, or unorganized. It is as if she has an innate desire to create an environment that is pristine and orderly. Her attention to detail and meticulousness are truly remarkable.
likes
hanging out with friends, working out, boxing, making organic face masks, chocolate anything.
dislikes
Bugs especially cockroaches (butterflies are ok), Hiccups, waking up early, smell of oranges.
Dandelion
I court death on the daily
You suck
Get off your phone
Call lasted 43:00.
history
Regina, the unsuspecting daughter of a historian with big boring glasses and a bushy face, had no idea that her father had the power to attract the goddess of war herself, Athena. Who would have thought that a man like him could pull the attention of a divine being? It turns out, Athena wasn't a heartless goddess after all, as she would occasionally visit her daughter.
However, those visitations soon dwindled down to once a year, and then, radio silence. Poor Regina, or Ro as she preferred to be called, had the misfortune of her father mysteriously passing away shortly after that first year. The cause of death was unknown, and despite no physical signs of harm or foul play, it didn't stop people from assuming the worst. As a result, the foster system wasn't exactly rolling out the welcome mat for a baby associated with a potential murder. Not that it was one! But hey, jumping from foster care to foster care did give Ro a unique talent - the ability to adapt to any situation.
She never had the luxury of feeling a sense of belonging, or even having enough time to ponder the meaning of life. Life was more like a whirlwind of changing faces and unfamiliar places. But at the age of nine, just when things were starting to feel a bit more stable, Ro found herself back in the foster care system. The reason? Well, she may have accidentally beaten up her "brother" at her previous foster home. Fate had a surprise in store for Ro.
A wise old man, who had no kids of his own and a face that resembled a wrinkly potato, took an interest in her. It was love at first sight, or rather, a fondness reminiscent of his lost sister who had succumbed to the cruel clutches of cancer. Despite his lack of energy, he had one thing going for him - an extensive collection of books. And so began the peculiar yet heartwarming routine of the old man reading to Regina for hours on end. It was their version of normalcy, and surprisingly, Ro didn't hate it. Plus, they even had a butler! Talk about fancy. Sadly, all good things must come to an end, and Ro's beloved "grandpa" passed away at the ripe old age of 89.
The floodgates of tears opened, and Regina cried and cried for weeks on end. Little did she know, her grandpa had left her everything he had in her name. It was bittersweet. But as life goes on, strange things start to happen to Ro. Her body began to do things that were anything but normal for a regular human.
For a time, Ro felt as though she was cursed, constantly plagued by a mysterious power that she couldn't quite understand. She spent countless hours trying to figure out what was wrong with herself, seeking answers in medical books, online forums, but to no avail. The frustration and confusion grew, leaving her feeling isolated and desperate. Too scared to confide in anyone about her struggles.
Then, one fateful night, Ro found herself heading out with a group of friends who had miraculously secured entry into an exclusive club. It was a significant milestone for them, considering they had all just turned 19. Little did they know that this night would change their lives forever. The events that unfolded that evening remain a blur in Ro's memory, even to this day. What she does recall, however, is the sight of the entire building going up in flames, a chaotic scene that quickly became a headline-grabbing incident.
News of the club fire spread like wildfire, with multiple reports of burn victims and the destruction caused by the inferno. Amidst the chaos and confusion, Ro emerged from the wreckage unscathed. Her inexplicable survival became the subject of intense media interest, and she found herself thrust into the spotlight. Reporters bombarded her with questions, seeking answers to the inexplicable phenomenon that had spared her while others suffered.
Overwhelmed and lacking any plausible explanation herself, Ro resorted to fabricating stories to appease the reporters. She didn't have the luxury of time to process what had happened or to come to terms with her own confusion. Instead, she found herself weaving a web of lies, hoping it would satisfy their insatiable hunger for answers. But deep down, Ro knew that this was just a temporary solution to an ongoing problem.
It didn't take long for Ro to receive an unexpected contact from the academy.
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powers / abilities
all information from powerlisting.fandom.com Pyrokinesis
Can freely generate, shape, and manipulate fire. Regina can also completely control the temperature of the fire at will and is immune to fire.
Regeneration
Injuries that cause blood loss, leave large scars, or otherwise would be considered severe to regular humans such as: deep cuts, electrical shocks, dislocations, fractures, severe burns, gunshots etc. healing them in a matter of days or weeks.
Shapeshifting
can change their shape, size, color, density, texture, cellular composition, and/or atomic composition to mimic qualities, impersonate entities, amplify abilities, and/or traverse environments.
Teleportation
can teleport; moving instantaneously from one location to another without physically occupying the space in between or transfer matter (beings/objects, including themselves) or energy from one point to another without traversing the physical space between them.
Flight
weaknesses
Pyrokinesis
Control, discipline, forethought, and restraint are extremely important. Unconscious, emotion-influenced, impulsive, or reckless use of this power can be catastrophic.
Regeneration
Instant death can kill the user before they can regenerate.
Shapeshifting
Might not be able to alter the current structure to their body, as in any changes or injuries they received will remain after transforming to their original form.
Too much usage of this power may cause constant glitching/malfunction, or unaware shifting/activation.
Teleportation
Can't teleport others
May be unable to teleport while under stress or in shock
Momentum may be conserved when teleporting, meaning that a being cannot simply avoid the damage in the midst of falling by just teleporting to the ground.
Flight
Suffer from cold/altitude sickness
limited to a particular length of time she can spend flying.
Fears
Afraid of bugs, Her powers of Pyrokinesis refuses to use them in fear of hurting someone.
other info
✿ her weapons a bow and arrow
✿ flicks her hair over her shoulder very frequently
✿ snorts when laughing
✿ makes up a nickname for everyone
✿ cries when she's angry
✿ brushes her teeth way too often
✿ drinks with a straw (water is an exception)
✿ reading lips is her specialty
✿ assumes she's always right
✿ fast reader (fluent in Russian & English)
i have never known peace / like the damp grass that yields to me
in a week - hozier
daughter of demeter
amie
full name
amaryllis fairburn
nicknames
amie
age
18
d.o.b.
september 30th
gender
cisfemale
pronouns
she/her
sexuality
poly pan (in theory. those labels feels right to her, but she has never been in a relationship. she has had multiple crushes on people regardless of their gender, and often at the same time)
Moon Girl
Ha Vay
01.
visage
faceclaim
freya mavor
height
5'4"
weight
105 lbs
hair
amie's hair is golden/honey blonde, with loose curls that reaches her mid back. if straigthened, it would probably go over her hips. she wears it as is most of the times, in its natural tangled mess state. during rigorous physical activities, she'd put her hair in a braid if she has the time, or just fashion some vines to tie her hair (sort of like this). she also likes to put flowers in her hair, wear a flowercrown, or both.
eyes
amie has central/partial heterochromia. her round eyes are mostly blue, the color of clear skies, with an inner ring of the greenish brown hazel, colors of nature on earth.
scent
when you pass by her, you'd feel like you just ran through a meadow in spring. you'd get a whiff of the grass and wildflowers. in close proximity, you'd also be able to smell notes of patchouli and honey. occasionally, she also smells like fresh baked goods, whenever she's in a baking mood (don't worry, she'd offer you some, provided you've been nice).
accent
british, since her only constant interaction through her formative years was with her dad.
scars/marks
faded scars from falling over rocks and other rough terrains all over her limbs from her childhood years when she couldn't heal magically yet. does freckles count as marks?
tattoos/piercings
none
attire
amie wears out of fashion boho chic jewelry. she doesn't care much about keeping up with trends, or if she's showing skin or covering them up (though it falls on more modest category); she just wears whatever feels like her. flowy fabrics of natural fibers. she prefers to go barefoot most of the time, but she knows the time and place to do so. other times, she wears boots. her style could be described as 60s boho (not the patterns) meets today's fairycore, in various earthly shades: greens, browns, and the like.
02.
psyche
positive traits
headstrong, open-minded, true to herself, resilient, forthright, amiable
negative traits
stubborn, resentful, disorganized, could be a bit bossy
hobbies
baking, frolicking, farming/gardening, pottery (especially little ceramic figurines)
quirks/habits
⸙ daydreams
⸙ plays with her hair
⸙ talks to herself
⸙ "washes" her hands with soil
⸙ natural cook, excellent baker (her breads are to die for)
⸙ a bit spacey
⸙ takes her best naps in the fields, under the sun
⸙ surprisingly does well under pressure, though may become a bit snappy
⸙ aggressively gardens when stressed out
likes
smell of fresh bread, dilly dallying, little trinkets & baubles, being helpful, grocery shopping, tea, smell of tea, afternoon tea with dad, blueberries, fruit jams, petrichor, the rain, climbing trees
dislikes
sparkling drinks, thunderstorms, minimalism, static noises, being told what to do,
fears
to never be good enough. vanishing without a trace, and/or no one noticing her absence.
amie is not the kind of girl who lights up the room she walks to, though one often thinks she would. she's actually a bit of a wallflower. not because she's shy, she just not particularly interested in being centre of attention, befriending strangers or deliberately starting conversations, although she's not opposed to doing any of it. she blurts out her thoughts in close proximity to people unknowingly one too many times, and people sometimes takes it as a bit of an unusual ice breaker / conversation starter.
she likes being of help, and later on appreciated for it. she enjoys receiving gratitude, and has "it takes a village" mentality about most things. just has a big sense of community in her. she gives good advice, too, though they can be a bit unorthodox sometimes, because she hasn't experienced a lot of "the real world" yet, having been sheltered most of her life. most of the times she means well and is the picture of affability. unless you've crossed her somehow, which is not an easy feat. then she could be petty and vengeful.
03.
history
her story begins on the verge of the autumnal equinox eighteen years ago, right before her mother would be at her busiest, she dropped a cherub of a baby on edwin fairburn's backyard. amongst his makeshift garden of a backyard, lies a baby girl, surrounded by out of seasonal flowers, the grass spring green underneath her. though he nary caught a glance, edwin knew exactly who dropped her off, and just how special his little girl is. and how he'd love her so, just as he does her mother.
after reminiscing of their short-lived love story, of how a gorgeous and intellectual woman of golden locks had approached him first, catching him off-guard (though when was he ever on guard), began their conversation, and it lasted hours, days, weeks. they talk about anything and everything, finding a new way of how they are similar yet ever so different every time, how they had seemed to fit together like pieces of a puzzle. how he met her at thirty nine years of age, never imagined a love so spontaneous and consuming yet endearing for himself, or that it even existed. but he knew it for he felt it in the moments spent with her and thinking of her. of how abruptly she left, gone with the wind and carried that myrrh scent away with her, and how he'd waited months to hear back from her, to no avail, grieving the life he thought he could have, having a wife and maybe a kid or two, who'd grow to share their affinities. so brokenhearted, he’d decided on a whim) and he was not a man of whims, ever) to uproot his life and move all the way to america, just for a change of scenery. until this rosy-cheeked baby now on his backyard, who, he noticed, as he picked her up, shares that same golden locks and smell of earth and grass and wildflowers.
and so begin her relatively happy, albeit lonely, childhood days. of being reckless and clumsy and laughters in parks, frolicking and semi-imaginary adventures in woodlands and grasslands, making friends in limited ways, since her dad homeschooled her, thinking he could give better education than any american schools could. ones that he could afford, anyway. she made his garden less pitiful with her green-thumb, he made her tea and cookies and played dolls with her in between grading papers.
aside from the normal school lessons, once he'd thought her capable of handling such information (a week after her 8th birthday), and with fear that someday something dangerous might come for her, edwin told her of her mother, of how her blood is half divine, half mortal. when she asked where's her mother then and why had she never visited her, he'd give her a brief answer, after a long silence. in a barely audible voice, he'd said, "i don't know." amie never brought that up again after. he'd ended the long story/lecture time with how he'd send her to a camp one day, to keep her safe and sound. she grew to dread the day she'd have to leave him to live alone.
yet that day came anyway, and, at the age of 12, still she was unprepared. despite his reassurance over the years of how he'd still see her often and that it wasn't goodbyes, it still felt like it to her. the first three years, she still lived at home with him, going back and forth from camp to home and back. she’d adjusted to that life nicely, only feeling homesick sometimes. after one too many close calls with monsters, however, she'd decided to stay at camp indefinitely instead, to keep her dad safe. that was three years ago. now, she's ready to move on to the next chapter of her life, olympus academy.
04.
gallery
05.
connections
Edwin Fairburn
amie's father. 57. environmental science professor. single father of one. loved her mother deeply, still does, and has never been in any relationship since her. he very rarely ever talks about her, and amie never pushes him to, since she could see the yearning still hurts him, even as a child.
as a single father of a demigoddess, life hasn't always been easy for him. but as she learned to walk and talk, it was clear he needn't had to worry much. with the same affinity of all-kinds nature, it was easy for them to get along, despite his intense awkwardness at times. that was why all the important ‘talks’ (aside from her heritage) came in the form of picture books or youtube videos. amie loves her dad deeply, as does he, despite them being away from each other for the past 6 years. he has always remind her that she's special. she was not overly spoiled by him, yet she was rarely reprimanded harshly.
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Jaz
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06.
of god & mortal
godly parent
demeter
powers
botanokinesis— amie can summon, control, and manipulate all kinds of plants and vegetation, including wood, soil, roots, fruits, flowers, etc. applications: ensnaring enemies in roots ⸙ turning fake plants into real ones ⸙ making soil fertile ⸙ make plants grow faster ⸙ create earthquakes ⸙ hides within trees and other plants (and still be able to see and hear everything around her) ⸙ covering her skin with tree bark as a physical armor ⸙ extending her limbs with plants and using them in a tentacle-like manner ⸙ etc). photo-vitakinesis— she is able to imbue a growing plants with the ability to heal those who will eat its fruit. plant teleportation— she has the ability to enter plants (mostly trees) and teleport from inside of it to another tree in of the same kind or in the same domain (two trees in the same forest or two willow trees of around the same age). agro-radar— with feet on barren soil or any plant-life, she is able to sense the location and presence of people (where and how many people there are in the vicinity, but not their identities). other— like other demigods, she has superhuman speed, agility, strength, endurance, durability and senses. being a child of demeter, also has an innate knowledge of plant-life.
weapon
golden sickles that can join together to form a chakram. [i know the sickles in the image does not form a perfect circle. work with me here. illustration to help visualize the joint sickles / chakram form]