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ohnny, son of Hecate

Name: Johnny Turner

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Eyes: Gold

Hair: Blonde

Height: 5'4

Body Type: Toned

Skin Color: tannish

God Parent: Hecate

Mortal Parent: Daniel Turner (Deceased)

Country of Origin: USA

Pets: Helios, a mountain lion (found after being lost in the woods)

Talents: Plays drums, sings, sword fighting, hunting, martial arts

Weapon: a sword (celestial bronze) he found at a young age

Flaws: Follows rules to a limit, hard headed, doesn't trust people as much, claustrophobic and is overprotective of his sister, Aleera

Powers: Can talk telepathicly with his sister and with the elemant (fire, water, earth, air)(for the elements its almost as if he can see a face and hear it talk in each one. There are no words actually, just vibes), and has ice power, in which he can make his hand coated with thick layers of ice and create ice balls the size of vollyballs up to four times a day(up to five at once). His powers (bar the telepathy) can make him tired after prolonged use. The most powerful thing he can do is conjure ice on his body in a shield effect. He can do this twice a day and it makes it difficult for him to move.

Life Before CHB: He always stayed with her twin sister, Aleera, protecting her from whatever mischief she was getting in to and loved his father very much. At the age of 9, he found a sword in the middle of the woods and practice while his sister watched. At the age of 10, his father died and was sent to live in a foster home with his twin. They were both in and out of foster homes because they kept showing their powers, being called "witches" didn't help. On night at the age of sixteen, he was awakened by a creature trying to kill his sister while she was sleeping. He attacked it but was taken to the forest by it. He stayed there, thinking it would be safer for his sister. He found a young mountian lion cub and raised him. A year later, he stumbled into camp.

RP Example: I walked into camp, looking around. My lion beside me. "Well, Helios. Welcome to Strange Town. Population: yes." There were kids everywhere. I thought I saw my sister amongst them with a dark haired boy but I was sure it wasn't. Helios nuzzled my hand. I nodded. "Let's go."

Any notes about your characters: Sun light doesn't bother him as much, but he would rather be in a colder place, so he stays in the shade. He protects his sister to the point that it annoys her. He loves to party, bit knows when the limit has been crossed.

I don't really think an ice block around a person would be... allowed. Considering that it may be power-play.

edited

How many ice balls can he make per day?

When you say the elements, do you mean he can use those too? If so, how many times a day and what's the most powerful thing he can do with each?

Edited and I already said 4 times a day for the ice balls, didn't I?

So one ice ball per time?

Oh! Right. Edited.

Approved.

Name: Slumber Sorrows
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Eyes: they change colour constantly
Hair: rainbow coloured! (see the pic)
Height: Tall
Body Type: Toned
Skin Color: Pale white
God Parent: Morpheus
Mortal Parent: China-Anna Sorrows
Country of Origin: South Wales
Pets: A lamb named Shaun. Just an ordianry sheep.
Talents: Singing, design, art, dreaming, day-dreaming, not paying attention, pretending
Weapon**: CB sword that comes from a gauntlet she always wears.
Flaws:easily falls asleep, sleeps with her eyes open and/or standing up, shy, quiet at times, has Maladaptive Daydreaming
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):She has an ability to go into and manipulate the dreams of others. If she stays inside a head for too long, she passes out (twenty minutes max.). She can control aspects such as the mood and atmosphere in the dreams. She can manipulate the dreams for 10 minutes at a time with an hour's rest needed between "dream-walking"
Life Before CHB*: Her life was pretty normal. She lived in a house. She went to school. She got a little bullied becuase of her name. She didn't really care about it. That was until she came home from a night's teenage drinking and found her mother, step-father and little sisters were all massacred... Except they weren't. It had been her imagination. Her family was still alive. She came to camp thinking they were dead and not really caring about it.
RP Example*:I laughed as I watched Gerry, the unexplainable ghost who popped into my head out of nowhere, floated around my head. Filbert had no idea what I was doing and blinked like an idiot as I turned around in circles. That was when I realized what I was doing. I stopped and shook my head. "No! Not again. This has to stop. Stupid fantasies are wrecking my life." My MP3 snapped me into it again though, hearing Time Bomb (Acoustic version) by All Time Low and thinking about a guy I liked. "On wire, we were dancing/ Two kids no consequencing/ Pull the trigger without thinking/ There's only one way down this road!" I sang, pretending I was a lead singer of a band. I laughed at myself and stopped when I thought I heard someone approaching, dashing back to the abandonned book I was reading.
Any notes about your characters: Speaks witha proper Welsh valley's accent.

Maladaptive daydreaming (MD):

Fineee ^_^ I'm just glad she was FINALLY looked at. HI DANNY!!!! Edited!

I'm gonna take that out. and I'm pretty sure I edited it to sheep :/ oh well. she's gonna have a sheep now and I meant it could just talk. open its mouth and talk. I don't want that anymore. So just the sheep. Thanks for looking at her.

How long can she manipulate others' dreams? When she does this, how much of the dream can she control?

Wow. I'm really out of practise. She can control aspects such as the mood and atmosphere. I'm pretty sure I said how long. But I'm going to go for... Shall we say ten minutes at a time?

Approved.

Are her weapons Imperial Gold?

OH, shoot. Forgot to convert that part. Thanks. Yes.

Wait a minute.... Why does the title say "daughter of Sol" if you said in her God/Mortal Parent section it's Somnus?

Because I forgot to edit the title?

Approved. Your character has been assigned to the First Cohort.

Age
Ichabod is seventeen years old.

Gender
Male. And a very nice looking one, at that.

Description
See the picture. Also, if he sees his image, cracks start appear and he will crumble. Like so:


Parents
Aphrodite and Edmund Peveril met at an art show in central London. Thanks to his job, Edmund was due to sail to America in nine months. Aphrodite gave him their son on the very day that he eft for America.

Powers
Ichabod has the power to make ONE person a day fall in love with him. It's relatively easy to break because he needs to keep doses of the power going. He can give up to several doses, each time getting weaker. Also, it doesn't work if the person is already in love. It isn't strong when Ichabod hasn't rested either at all or very well, either.

Flaws
Let's see...
-Hedonistic
-Self-centered
-Narcissitic
-Traitorous
-Impatient
-Can't see his own image or he crumbles to dust
-Sometimes naive
-Stubborn
-Vain
-Scared of mirrors.

Weapon
Celestial bronze knife and a celestial bronze sword.

Talents or skills
-Musically gifted. He can sing, play the violin, piano, flute and, in the future (like, our present) guitar.
-Persausive.
-Intelligent.
-Can cook.
-Can draw.
-Charismatic and very social.

Roleplay example
Ichabod was lurking in the shadows of thedarkened room. The air was cold around him and he had his back to the doorway. Ichabod detested his cabin. All the perfume and clothes and accessories... Not to mention the mirrors. He wanted a place to himself And although he thought it impossoble, he wanted to see Rosie. Rosie always made him smile. He wanted to go home, back to the place and time where he was waited on, hand and foot. He was intelligent enough not to hope he could. He knew that the manor had been sold back after the second world war. He wasn't surprised the future was like this, dull, dark and boring. What he needed was a place where he could socialise. He needed... He needed someone to fall for him again. To tell him all the nice things he already knew about himself. He smiled at the shadows, got up and left, leaving his darkened cabin behind him. And chasing after another dream.

Biography
Ichabod was born in 1888 in London. Almost immediately after his birth, Ichabod was taken to live the United States of America. Living in Little Rock, Arkansas, with his father, Edmund Peveril, Ichabod was raised out of sight in the confines of big, ivy covered walls of the Peveril Estate and Manor House. Generally, he was very secluded in his personality until he was aged five. When he was five, he befriended a girl called Rosie. Rosie was the daughter of the gardener. She and her family were dark skinned. Segregation back then was pretty popular. But the Peveril household never endorsed that behaviour. In fact, one of the reasons the manor and estate were so exclusive was because of how the population thought about treating other races with such kindness. Rosie taught Ichabod a lot. She taught him not to be afraid of the world around him and to be kind and gentle to nature and people. Rosie was an approved infulence on Ichabod since the first day of their friendship. As they grew older, Rosie started to gain attention from other men. Unwilling to let his best friend go with such people, Ichabod became stubborn with her. An argument between the two followed and Rosie stormed out. This occured when Ichabod was fourteen and a confused young man. He had an idea. He tidied himself up, took a knife and set out for her heart.He found it, all right. He found it with a bullet in it. Ichabod, whilst growing up, had always been aware that he was exceptionally good looking for someone of his age. He looked older than he was. He knew girls fauned over him. And he knew this made some other boys hate him. A jealous young man had shot Rosie dead. Enraged, Ichabod went after the killer. On his travels to find the murderer, he discovered the "joys" of drink, gamboling and Monopoly. Changed for the worst, Ichabod is hell bent on killing Rosie's murderer. On his travels, he lost the desire to murder and focused on the women he could convince to come to where ever he could find. He found a young woman once who refused him. Intriqued, he allowed her to buy him a few too many drinks and he made a deal with her. So long as he never saw another image of himself, he'd age at a slower rate. One year for every ten years. It wasn't until a few years later when he discovered the deal had been legitimate that he realised that the mysterious woman was in fact a very powerful daughter of Hebe, goddess of youth. He woke up one evening inside a place called the Lotus Hotel. He gambolled, had fun and eventually, when he left, was taken into the outside world. He was brought to camp by avery strong wind... A favour from Aeolus called in by his mother, Aphrodite.

Anything else
He is not immortal. He can still die through injury, illness and time. Oh and the cracks/disolving thing can kill him too.