Evimero's Characters

Name:Atreyu(Like in never ending story) "Art" Feil
Age:13
Eyes:Blue
Hair:Blond
Height:5'10"
Body Type:Skinny
Skin Color:Normal/Caucasian
God Parent:Apollo
Mortal Parent:Felicity Feil, An oprah singer
Country of Origin: U.S.
Pets:A rattle snake, named Fred
Talents:Singing, dancing
Skills:Excellent healer. Good at bottling sunshine for later and making things glow.
Weapon:Soleil, his glowing white staff. (which can grow wings)
Flaws:He always goes for girls that he can't get, 'cause he's ALMOST as vain as an Aphrodite camper.
Powers:Apollo's Hot (both literally and not, so major pun intended)
Healing, making sun and light into little balls of light.
Life Before CHB:Art traveled around with his mom wherever she was singing, and took many voice lessons. He wrote some love songs for the girl he'd never get, 'cause he was always on the go. He loved and hated the moving around, but loved it when his mom would let him go out with his guitar and sing and play on the streets. His mom eventually decided he wasn't safe anymore, and took him to CHB.
RP Example:I walked by the Aphrodite cabin, greeted by some smiles. I smiled back and winked, and pulled out a mirror. My hair looked good, and my face as clean and smooth as ever. I walked on, and was meeted by a lot of second glances from girls. I kept my smile on, and knew they already liked me here.
Any notes about your characters:VERY vain. Loves to be light and happy.

Approved.

BUT OPRAH? HAHAHAHA.

Name:Alix Roberts
Age:16
Eyes:Red tinted green (christmas!!)
Hair:he stays shaved bald, so no one knows.
Height:6'11"
Body Type:Muscular
Skin Color:Tan, Caucasian
God Parent:Ares
Mortal Parent:Misty Roberts
Country of Origin:USA
Pets:His tattoo of a dragon on his back can give you little cuts :)
Talents:weight lifting (not as a power, but he trained himself.) Karate
Skills:good sword aim
Weapon:Broad sword he named Jack Hammer, turns into necklace.
Flaws:He over exerts himself in the beginnings of fights, and thus loses stamina. He accidentally makes people he wants as friends want to fight him. He can't read or speek Greek/Ancient Greek.
Powers:Weapon Wielding, making people want to fight ( which is slightly power-draining, of course.)
Life Before CHB:His mom was a karate teacher, and always pushed him to get to muscular extremes. He did weight lifting 4 days a week, and in between those days he would do karate. He lived a relatively normal life, with out dyslexia (he can't read greek/ ancient greek), but he had ADHD, but was put on medicine to combat it. He got in a few fights, but not bad enough to get him kicked out of school. He eventually got in a fight with his friend, and when he threw him down to the ground, his shoes came off, and he saw hooves there. His friend then told him of Camp half blood, and his mom confirmed his parentage(with a blush). She drove him, along with his satyr friend, to Camp Half blood.
RP Example:I woke up to screaming out side. I looked up, and saw no one in my cabin. Then i realized; i had over slept the deadline; we were supposed to have left already to prepare. This dissoray was from them leaving with out me. I hurried and grabbed my necklace, and bolted out the door.
Any notes about your characters:He's doesn't like bullying people, being a jerk, or starting meaningless fight. He's basically a really nice Ares kid, unless he is in a true battle mode.

Approved, and he's like the male version of Kendall. XD

Name: Alfred Kropp
Age: 13
Eyes: Sea Green
Hair: Jet Black
Height: 7’6”
Body Type: Very Muscular
Skin Color: Caucasian
God Parent: Hephaestus
Mortal Parent: Ashley Kropp
Country of Origin: USA (San Diego, California)
Pets: None
Talents/Skills: He can make artificial wings that work, for anyone :D He went to military school for about half a year, so he’s buff and stuff.
Weapon: His sword, named Mygapistos (fly true) that forms from a little metal wing.
Flaws: He focuses on flying stuff, not at all on battle. He will make wings for anyone who asks him (almost).
Powers: Can make, like, fireballs and stuff (Head aches when he over uses it, passing out after too much)
Life Before CHB: His mom was a pilot in the Air force, so he never saw her. He shared his mom’s interests in flight, and took to making small planes and stuff. He made wooden gliders and would fly around on them. He would spend most of his time at home, watching the military channel, looking for shows about flight. His soul passion was for flight. One day, he went out to test wooden wings, and was attacked by a harpy. He killed her by impaling her with a part of a wooden wing. When his mom got back from over seas a month later, he told her about it, but she wanted to try and safe guard him. Then some half bloods at a school in San Diego found him, and showed him the way to Camp.
RP Example: I sat on my couch, and flipped through channels. I saw a plane flash by on one of them, and stopped on it. It was just a stupid commercial for a paper airplane kit. I sighed, and turned of the TV. I walked outside, and jumped from the balcony up to the roof, and thought about how cool it would be to be able to fly.
Any notes about your characters: He HATES flight (J/K, sarcasm)

It's cut off on his sword name.

Approved.

Name:Lucius Grant
Age:14
Gender:Male
Eyes:Blue
Hair:Blond, chin length all around.
Height:5'11"
Body Type:Normal-ish. Tiny muscles
Skin Color:Caucasian.
God Parent:Iris.
Mortal Parent:Alibaster Grant
Country of Origin:ooo saw(USA)
Pets:None. :O
Talents:Sword play.
Skills:Being Random. Yes, that is a skill.
Weapon:rainbow-colored sword.
Flaws:Very Happy. Hates the dark. Annoys some people with his over-randomness.
Powers:Making Rainbows. Gets tird if he does too many or makes reallyyyyyyyyyyyyyy big ones.
He gets slightly stronger during rain. Barely, though.
Life Before CHB:He had an average life. Dyslexia and ADHD ruled his life, and he got into trouble a lot. He thinks he is hilarious, but that is yet to be discovered. His dad eventually told him who he was. Lucius was glad that his liking of rainbows was definitely okay, then. Even before he knew who his mom was, he more his trademark shirt. Eventually his dad drove him to CHB. So, after that, it wasn't his life before CHB any more. :)
RP Example:I walked over a hill, smiling brightly. A camp? I wonder if i have siblings? I wonder if people here think guys who like rainbows are gay. I wonder what that shiny thing on the tree is. I wonder why there's a cool dragon. Why is the tree there? Maybe i should take the shiny thing. Or maybe not. I decide not to. I walk down the hill, towards the big blue house.
Any notes about your characters:Wears a shirt that says "I'm not gay! I just love rainbows!"

Please add more flaws

*facepalm*

Edited.

o.O He's even more hyper than Jenna... poor Chiron...

Approved

Name: Leander
Age: 13
Eyes: Green, with a faint tinge of red
Hair: Light brown/really Dirty blond
Height: 5'7"
Body Type: Skinny-ish, but plenty of muscle for sword fighting.
Skin Color: Caucasian
God Parent: Odyne
Mortal Parent: Robert Kelly
Country of Origin: America
Pets: None
Talents: Self-sufficing
Skills: sword fighting
Weapon: Rachialgia, Pain in the Back, his 12 inch celestial bronze dagger, and Atychia, Misfortune, his 3 foot celestial bronze sword.
Flaws: too cynical, embellishes in the pain of others, He can be nice sometimes.
Powers: If someone is hurt, he can intensify the pain. He can also cause very located pain, i.e. an arm, a leg, etc. If he focuses on one spot too much for more then a minute, it really starts to drain him. Bullet-hurting pain causes a (temporary) loss of the use of what ever he's hurting on the other person. Expanding the pain is easier, but still drains him. He can also imcrease the pain of a blow before it happens by channeling it into his blade(s). Still draining.
Life Before CHB: He started out as a kid; Yes, when he grows up, he can officialy say he was once a kid, who had no problems getting through life. Then, at about age 7, he began to seethe with anger, or so his dad proclaimed. The therapy and Counselors didn't help at all. Young Lee went around poking sticks through snails to watch them squirm. He always loved to see death, strangely enough. But he would always have relapse days or weeks, when he would reflect and wish he hadn't. People usually changed that. He soon grew a great distaste in his father, Robert. He didn't like the job he did. Why relieve someone's pain? It was more fun to watch them SQUIRM! PAIN! YES! He ended up running away after hurting his father's patient, calling him not a real doctor, and then lived on the streets for a while. He has only 10 at that time. He ran into a satyr, knocking the shoes off. He laughed, loving not just physical pain, but also mental and emotional. He used mean word against poor Little Dude. The satyr, giving up, walked away on its replaced shoes. He then grabbed it, shooting pain into the satyr's shoulder. This persuaded him to talk. He said he must have been a child of the Greek Goddess Odyne. It threw him off a little, but, after 2 years of dealing with street life, he went with the satry; much to the satyr's dismay. They were intercepted by a rogue hydra, which he was able to make yield by inflicting so much pain upon it. Then they made it to CHB! HOORAY!
RP Example: I trudge up the stupid hill. I walk up to the top, and saw annoying, smiling faces everywhere. Smiling faces were not to be trusted. It seemed that what ever this place was, it focused on fighting. He could see it everywhere. A circle of Cabins had some sort of skirmish going on. It looked like there was stuff going on everywhere. Ditching the satyr and his stupid rules, i ran down to those cabins.
Any notes about your character: Not that i can think of . .

No way am I approving it! You're trying to make a charrie Cynder would actually like! >.<
However, not approving would be denying what I should do and approve it, therefore abuse of power- and since I won't abuse power... you've tricked me into approving it!

APPROVED-ED.... :|

Name:Atreyu(Like in never ending story) "Art" Feil
Age:13
Eyes:Blue
Hair:Blond
Height:5'10"
Body Type:Skinny
Skin Color:Normal/Caucasian
God Parent:Apollo
Mortal Parent:Felicity Feil, An oprah singer
Country of Origin: U.S.
Pets:A rattle snake, named Fred
Talents:Singing, dancing
Skills:Excellent healer. Good at bottling sunshine for later and making things glow.
Weapon:Soleil, his glowing white staff. (which can grow wings)
Flaws:He always goes for girls that he can't get, 'cause he's ALMOST as vain as an Aphrodite camper. He loves to make Cynder angry. (That's totally a flaw) He almost killed himself to smite someone else. He think's he's hotter then he really is.
Powers:Apollo's Hot (both literally and not, so major pun intended)
Healing, making sun and light into little balls of light.
Life Before CHB:Art traveled around with his mom wherever she was singing, and took many voice lessons. He wrote some love songs for the girl he'd never get, 'cause he was always on the go. He loved and hated the moving around, but loved it when his mom would let him go out with his guitar and sing and play on the streets. His mom eventually decided he wasn't safe anymore, and took him to CHB.
RP Example:I walked by the Aphrodite cabin, greeted by some smiles. I smiled back and winked, and pulled out a mirror. My hair looked good, and my face as clean and smooth as ever. I walked on, and was meeted by a lot of second glances from girls. I kept my smile on, and knew they already liked me here.
Any notes about your characters:VERY vain. Loves to be light and happy.

how he managed to come back: When Art was dieing, Raf took away his body, made a fake one from shadow, and left IT to burn. he shadow traveled real art to a hospital, left him a package with ambrosia, and left him there. Art then went into a coma for a while, woke up, and built his strength back up in a small town near the hospital.

5 healings before it starts to drain him epically. like, the sixth one he falls unconscious for a minute.

YO DAWG, HEALING'S NOT ALLOWED ANYMORE.

But he had it before!

I didz not know.

What the hell do you mean by Apollo's "hot"? XD

quote: "thalia: Apollo is hot!"

i mean it in both ways. XD

How many healings can he do a day?

Add more flaws.

Approved.

Name:Alix Roberts
Age:16
Eyes:Red tinted green (christmas!!)
Hair:he stays shaved bald, so no one knows.
Height:6'11"
Body Type:Muscular
Skin Color:Tan, Caucasian
God Parent:Ares
Mortal Parent:Misty Roberts
Country of Origin:USA
Pets:His tattoo of a dragon on his back can give you little cuts Smile
Talents:weight lifting (not as a power, but he trained himself.) Karate
Skills:good sword aim
Weapon:Broad sword he named Jack Hammer, turns into necklace. 4-foot sword that is a bracelet. (was a solstice gift0
Flaws:He over exerts himself in the beginnings of fights, and thus loses stamina. He accidentally makes people he wants as friends want to fight him. He can't read or speak Greek/Ancient Greek. Easy Anger
Powers:Weapon Wielding, making people want to fight ( which is slightly power-draining, of course.)
Life Before CHB:His mom was a karate teacher, and always pushed him to get to muscular extremes. He did weight lifting 4 days a week, and in between those days he would do karate. He lived a relatively normal life, with out dyslexia (he can't read greek/ ancient greek), but he had ADHD, but was put on medicine to combat it. He got in a few fights, but not bad enough to get him kicked out of school. He eventually got in a fight with his friend, and when he threw him down to the ground, his shoes came off, and he saw hooves there. His friend then told him of Camp half blood, and his mom confirmed his parentage(with a blush). She drove him, along with his satyr friend, to Camp Half blood.
RP Example:I woke up to screaming out side. I looked up, and saw no one in my cabin. Then i realized; i had over slept the deadline; we were supposed to have left already to prepare. This dissoray was from them leaving with out me. I hurried and grabbed my necklace, and bolted out the door.
Any notes about your characters:He's doesn't like bullying people, being a jerk, or starting meaningless fight. He's basically a really nice Ares kid, unless he is in a true battle mode.

He left camp, and now he's comng back, since i missed him.

Approved.

Name: Koraki (koh-rah-kie) Kurosaki
Age:15
Gender: Male
Eyes: Pure black when he’s meditating, pure storm cloud gray otherwise
Hair: Black
Height:6’2”
Body Type: Skinny-ish
Skin Color: pale Caucasian
God Parent: Isis
Mortal Parent: Ichigo Kurosaki
Country of Origin: Ouagadougou, Burkina Faso
Pets: None.
Talents/Skills: Meditation. Swordsmanship.
Weapon: A 3 and a foot sword
Flaws: Anti-social, easy anger, hates Greeks, Hates Norse too. He likes to be all by his lonesome. He can't stand oober bright light. He sometimes angers easily
Powers (must relate to god parent): {If you remember Teen Titans, his powers are exactly like Raven’s} He can use magic to lift things and move them, and it gives off a white energy if he’s controlling it, and he uses a constant spell to make it so he can fly and float. To keep his powers working, he has to meditate at least an hour everyday. The longer he meditates, the more he can use his powers, the less sleep he needs, and the more energy he can expend.
Life Before CHB*: He always had trouble over in Africa, but when he moved to New York when he was seven, he hit the ground running, at first, He was a playful young child, but come the age of 10, he started to drift to a dark and dreary self. He would meditate all the time, contemplating useless things. He gained much knowledge throughout this. He soon found he could use telekinesis like powers to move things around with his mind by raising his hands. He lifted a car and smashed it down one day, his father decided it was time to get him to camp half blood, after a satyr had told his father about it.
RP Example*: I slipped into my meditative state of being, aware of all around me, but concentrating on simple ideas. Why things worked. How they worked. I sounded like a filthy Athena or Hephaestus kid. Greeks needed to learn proper . . judgment. Understanding. None of them understood things around them like I do . . I sighed, slipping out of meditation. I grabbed my sword, strapped the sheath to my belt, and walked out.
Any notes about your characters: He likes sticking to himself. He doesn’t overly like Greeks.