Oliver Johnson

Name: Oliver Johnson was born and raised with the name Oliver Johnson. He has a popular name. Oliver is one of the most used names in the United Kingdom. He likes it because it sounds posh.

Age: Oliver was born seventeen years ago.

Gender: Oliver has the equipment of a male, therefore making him a male.

Eyes: Oliver has green eyes. They are brightest on sunny days when he looks at the light

Hair: Oliver has dark brown hair.

Height: Oliver is five foot and eleven inches in height.

Body Type: Oliver has a decent build. He has been tone through his years at Camp. He has worked a decent set of muscles but is not "ripped" as some may call it. Oliver says its because he's a real man.

Skin Color: Oliver is caucasian with no blemishes or freckles.

God Parent: Oliver's mother is Demeter. A fact he is barely OK with. He thinks the cabin is girly.

Mortal Parent: Oliver's mortal parent is a live-in hotel manager known as Charles Johnson.

Country of Origin: Oliver is from Washington, USA. Although, like most children of female gods, he was born on Olympus.

Pets: Oliver has a cat named Puck. Puck lives in Washington with his family. The cat is a mixed bred tom. It has blonde, short fur and a long tail. Each paw is white.

Talents: Oliver is talented with cooking. His best dish is his white fantasy fudge. He's also good at decorating cakes. He has a steady hand which he uses to ice words onto the cakes. He is also skilled with sewing. Oliver also has a talent for fixing up cars and machines. He used to fix up his father's car when it broke down.

Weapon: Oliver carries a celestial bronze sword in a leather scabbard. It has no name. It is a plain sword. No name. No fancy things. Just a sword in a plain scabbard. He took it from the weapon's shed.

Flaws: Oliver has many flaws. Firstly, we shall note that Oliver is a nosey person. He can't help but pry into the affairs of others. It may be because of this that we see that Oliver is also meddlesome and interferes with others a lot. Another flaw we see in Oliver is his proneness to be obsessive with a person. Oliver's flaws also loop to the fact that he has a tendency to get himself into a state of fools love. He often falls in love and often at first sight. Oliver is also immature. We can see him being childish often. Because he is immature, he has also been seen to be rather gullible.

Powers: Oliver has no powers.

Life Before CHB: The story of Oliver Johnson begins with his father. Charles Johnson was an immoral man who somehow managed to weasel his way up to one of the top positions in the hotel where he worked. Charles had three children already with his wife. What his wife did not know was how much Charles took a fancy to his clients at the hotel- in particular, the female variety. This was when he met Demeter. Charming the goddess, Charles started a small affair with her. After a few weeks, Demeter left him and Charles went back to life as normal.

Oliver was delivered after a series of incidents. The first of which, which kicked off out story, was when Charles' wife found out about her husband's many affairs. Marching into the hotel just an hour after Charles was promoted to the live-in manager of the hotel, the pair rowed. His wife walked out of the hotel, Charles hot on her heels. Unfortunately, she was so intent on arguing with Charles that she did not see that there was a bus heading straight for her. Charles watched as she was hit by a bus. Mourning his dead wife, Charles did not expect a visit from Demeter. Confiding in Demeter, the two stayed together for one night and one night only. Demeter only reappeared a few months later with a basket. Leaving the basket to one of Charles' three children, Demeter kissed Oliver good bye and left for Olympus.

Oliver grew up in the hotel with his three half-siblings and his father. He lived a good life, loved by his family. His oldest brother, Theodore, taught him how to fix cars before taking an apprenticeship to become a mechanic. Oliver's other siblings, Monica and Terry, taught him other skills but he did not take to them as well as he did fixing cars. Oliver was given his cat by Monica for his eleventh birthday. Unfortunately, this was the day when Charles was killed. He had been doing his regular duties as manager when he was shot by a man who tried to steal money from the hotel. That was Oliver's first funeral.

The four children were taken in by their aunt, a strange woman who had the idea in her head that the four could take care of themselves. Theodore quickly became a fatherly figure to his siblings. Adapting to their new surroundings, the children liked to explore the house and the neighbourhood. It was not until Oliver was fifteen that he was brought to camp. He had been found by an exceptional satyr known as Satyrn. Satyrn was on a roll when it came to finding the demigods of the day. When he came across Oliver, he simply had to wait until a monster came along. Saving Oliver and taking him by force to camp- as was necessary. Oliver did not like being made to go anywhere, even if it was good for him- Satyrn had to resort to knocking out Oliver repeatedly. It came to a point where Satyrn had to worry if he had given Oliver brain-damage. He decided not to dwell on it. The boy was probably fine- hoofbeats to the head or not.

Upon arrival, Oliver was given orientation, watching a film about being a demigod and touring the camp before settling down into the Hermes cabin for a week. Oliver allowed himself to fit in. He mostly stayed because he kept meeting the most captivating ladies. He loved that one and that one and that one... Oliver stayed as a year rounder from then on. It was a week on and during an arts and crafts session that Oliver was claimed.

RP Example: Troubled thoughts and a self esteem to match, Oliver watched as his latest beau walked by. He liked girls with legs like that... Or arms like the last girl... Come to think about it, he loved girls who had just about any body part. As long as they lived and breathed. He had suffered a lot of heartbreak recently. He had been at camp since he was eleven. That's six years. Six years of him falling for girl after girl, getting pepper sprayed and beaten to a pulp by angry boyfriends. Oliver never had much luck with getting the girl.

He sat on the bench of the Demeter table in the dining pavillion. He was surrounded by girls once more but then again, he was never attracted to his siblings. That would be so weird and so messed up that Oliver blanched at the thought. Physically blanched. Oliver's attention was, however, always attracted to his half-sister's pretty friends who didn't look behind them as they walked around. Oh, he liked them. Dumb as rocks but so pretty... Oliver's sisters did not have a friend from another cabin present today, though. This information greatly disappointed Oliver and he looked around instead.

Oliver's eyes were drawn to the Aphrodite table and he sighed as if he were thinking amorously of the girls- and one or two of the guys. He at least appreciated a good looking guy from time to time. The Aphrodite table often made you feel something for the same sex, in Oliver's opinion. Or perhaps, that was because he did not understand how he could deal with his thoughts about the boys. Oliver shook his head and looked back to his dinner. Sometimes, being a confused and curious boy sucked for him. A fact often dished out for Oliver.

Notes: Face claim- Atticus Mitchell