Ophelia Adamina

Name: Ophelia Adamina, name meaning Helper of the earth, her father named her Ophelia after his grandmother and because he always thought Ophelia would be his little “helper”.

Gender: Ophelia is a female.

Mortal Parent: Ophelia’s father is Gregory Adamina who raised her as a single father with some help by his brother Mark who is Ophelia’s beloved uncle.

God Parent: Ophelia’s godly parent is Persephone, goddess of the spring, queen of underworld who left Ophelia at the entrance of Gregory’s green house.

Date of Birth: Ophelia was born on March 21st 1995, the spring equinox of that year.

Place of Birth: Ophelia was born in Florida, she never permanently moved, though she traveled with her father to urban and rural Africa and Australia for his work for extended time, months, sometimes for a whole year.

Hometown: Ophelia was born and raised in Wekiva Florida, home of the Wekiva River and springs.

Last Residence: Ophelia and her father had chosen to spend a year in Australia to study the native wildflowers for his research.

Race: Ophelia’s paternal family is rooted in Australia. Like her father, Ophelia has sun kissed auburn hair, a nose bridged with sun freckles, and classic brown- green eyes. Her skin is tanned to begin with, and only got darker from being in the sun in Australia

Ethnicity: Ophelia is fluent in English; while she lived in Florida almost all her life she never seriously adapted the southern accent for all of her vocabulary. In fact, she has an Australian accent after being there for a year and adopted Australian slang for most words. To illustrate, she uses “clicks” as a term of measurement, one click being a kilometer. She says “Ace” as opposed to good or well. However her Southern side arises when it comes to hospitality, anyone is welcome and accepted, and she uses metaphors and similes like it’s her job.

Accent: Ophelia has a soft Australian accent that really shines with words that have elongated vowels and cuts most words short out of cultural means such as ambo for ambulance and avos for avocados, this often causes confusion with people she communicates with on a less than regular basis.

Skin Tone: Ophelia’s skin is currently at a beach tanned sand color, essentially white with a golden tan.

Eye Color: Ophelia has dominantly green eyes with brown circling the pupil and streaking rays throughout the iris.

Hair Color: Ophelia has auburn hair with natural yet uneven streaks of earthy brown and gold throughout her many layers.

Hair Length: Ophelia has long layered hair, shortest being her bangs that cover her just above her eyebrows, of matching shade, and her longest layer being a few inches below her shoulder blades that end the narrow “V” her hair shapes. Depending on her mood Ophelia likes to wake up and braid the first few layers, minus her bangs, of her hair into a band that circles her head like a thin tiara or just braiding the entirety of it and save some hassle.

Height: Ophelia is about 5’5 barefoot.

Weight: She weighs about 135 pounds, and has hardly strayed from that weight.

Body Type: Ophelia has a slightly athletic build, defined arms from climbing in the wilderness, and compact shoulders, she has small curves throughout her body and is into meditation and yoga giving her flexibility with her body.

Appearance: Ophelia has auburn hair that passes her shoulder blades and is more than likely in a loose braid down her back with small floral adornments tucked in. Her eyes are innocently almond shaped and she has a natural puff underneath them giving her an older-than-actual-age appearance, coupled with the green-brown irises she bares. Her nose slants down and curves slightly up at the tip giving her a deceivingly snooty look, which makes for an awkward combination with her innocent eyes. She has a plethora of freckles scattered only on her nose and from the tops of her cheeks, of which the bones of are set high and allow wrinkles around her eyes when she smiles. She is a regular user of organic make up (mostly eye shadow) which she changes color sets every few months to match the seasons. She tends to wear sun dresses as she finds them comfortable and practical, when she doesn’t wear dresses she wears khaki shorts or capris, and in colder weathers (if it happens at camp every blue moon or so) she throws on full jeans and some boots along with any of her graphic t shirts and a jacket. For athletic activities she wears yoga pants or gym shorts from old schools that required gym. She wears many beaded bracelets around her wrists and owns one or two floral necklaces; however she wouldn’t be caught dead without her sai pins. The nails on her feet always match the nails on her fingers.

Weapon: While Ophelia doesn’t believe in harming another life she will defend herself fiercely when threatened with melee focused swipes of her pair of celestial bronze sai which were made enchanted so they could be stowed as hair pins until needed for battle, though they always return to their smaller more manageable size back into her hair right behind each ear, respectably, after a moment regardless of where she may have dropped them.

Armor: Ophelia dons brass tri-plate armor and brass greaves to battle to assure the speed she lacks isn’t hindered further with heavier duty armor. While slightly dinged up a bit she has two sets of armor one in brass and the other in blackened steel, which she alternates with the seasons.

Pet(s): Ophelia has a male Corgi that goes by the name Butterscotch, although she is accustomed to calling her Scotty, due to his golden, butterscotch like fur on the top of his short body. Ophelia was gifted Scotty two years ago for Christmas by her father.

Talents/Skills: Throughout her life Ophelia was exposed to many situations and events that gave her a chance to develop skills and to enhance her natural talents.

--Ophelia is a natural communicator; she is largely a people person. She has a green thumb and was always good with plants and tended to various gardens throughout her life. She has a talent to read facial expressions on others including their gestures. She is naturally good at trivia and puzzles or riddles. Learning comes effortlessly to her and she absorbs information like a sponge.

--Ophelia is well versed in botany and astrology. She takes advantage of the day to study flora in person and advantage of the night to study celestial patterns throughout the seasons. She knows what can kill and what can heal. She excels in literature; she is fast paced and comprehends easily. She is skilled in close combat to make up for her lack of skill in ranged combat. She learned to cook immensely well as she traveled and learned to use what she had available to her for sustenance.

Flaws:  

--Ophelia constantly feels the need to be needed, she feels like she has to help anyone and everyone who needs it even if she barely knows them or they have crossed her in the past. She is hindered with self-doubt, always second guessing her choices even if she put the upmost effort in coming up with solutions. This flaw goes hand in hand with her curiosity which is exceedingly excessive, to the point where even if her self-doubt comes in for the better her curiosity to try other paths anyway get her in trouble. She is very obsessed with perfection, mostly this applies to matching, and coordinating, categorizing (this one derived from her father’s work with categorizing plants in the paperwork) and she becomes very upset when things have no real order.

--Ophelia has numerous scars on her torso from practices with her uncle, when she learned to fight close combat, from his bladed weapons and she has scars on her arms, though light and almost unnoticeable, from the sai. She has one larger scar on her lower back from an old hell hound bite that she was lucky to get out alive from, she was attacked before she knew she was a demigod and had no idea what to do, it was that incident almost 5 years ago that Ophelia began training with her uncle how to fight, until she was finally sent to Camp Half Blood.

Strengths: Ophelia has a very positive outlook on life; she is tender and caring, willing to assist anyone. She is soft spoken in most cases, though she will defend herself and others if needed. She is immune to the bystander effect that is regardless of how many people there are on scene she will be the first to jump into action. She is organized, and fashionable, she always looks at all the sides of a story, and likes to explore different scenarios. She is quick to adapt and make new friends with ease. Through travels she finds herself to be a rather well rounded lady versed in literature, sciences, and popular culture. Of all the things Ophelia is, a procrastinator she is not. She is very good at time management.

Weaknesses: Ophelia is rather nosy and interferes with business that isn't always hers. She has a slight lack of filter, as she asks anything on her mind sometimes without thinking. She isn't very good at ranged combat, although she has tried to work on it very slowly. She can never see the greater picture and tends to fix the now as opposed to the later regardless of the amount of times it has come to bite her back in the butt. She has a tendency to stop whatever she is doing to check that she looks proper, mostly her hair and it comes off as conceited or narcissistic in many occasions.

Likes: Ophelia adores pastel colors and matching the seasons, she enjoys organic foods of any nationality, she likes to walk in flip flops or boots, she enjoys watching the flowers bloom in the morning and close in the night. She likes learning, and practicing, she enjoys training as it helps relive any stress she may have, she enjoys reading literature, adventure being her favorite genre, and loves mapping the stars at night and singing in the bathroom showers and to plants, though she is not talented in it she doesn't suck. She also enjoyed playing softball during school season, and other outdoors games.

Dislikes: Ophelia is rather bothered by most fires or smoke, she does enjoy controlled campfires however, this doesn't affect her daily life much. She hates spicy foods, although she knows just how to make foods so they pack a tasty punch. Mismatched clothes make her slightly distraught as does bad hair days; then again no one actually likes bad hair days. She also strongly dislikes being cold, this includes cold weathers, cold seasons, and cold rooms; she prefers the warmth of the sun over the chill of anything else.

Fears: Ophelia is deathly afraid of voids, dark voids where she can’t see what is at the bottom. She feels like they will suck her down and never spit her out. Black holes are what her nightmares are made of, she is scared of making a fool of herself, though she can laugh it off gracefully after much practice throughout her life, and won’t disturb her too much unless it’s a huge faux pas.

Personality: Ophelia is a very bubbly happy go lucky girl, she is soft natured by heart however holds a dark side when it comes to defending herself. She refuses to be cornered and won’t stand to be bullied or captured by heart or physically. She is a free spirit who doesn’t stay attached to places or people unless they are the exception. However this doesn’t mean that she is not friendly or inapproachable, just the opposite, she is very charismatic and has a way to read people and their intentions with ease. She is a protector of those who need it and a “helper” for those who won’t admit need it. She is easy to humor and loves to laugh. She is capable of being a happy socialite or a down to earth nerd on the same day.

Powers: Ophelia has the ability to grow long whip-like vines of various plants up to 15 feet long. Even when tired and easy to break free out of when used as a wrapping trap, her vines can still have thorns so slightly cut up or flowers that expose the victim to a powder that causes slight dizziness for up to three minutes. She can only do these three times every day and progressively tires making the vine easier to break out of every time. She can also conjure up a healing plant that when consumed or made into a paste can aid small cuts, infections, and poisons that can be no more than a small stab wound and a non-lethal infections or poisonings. Anything worse than listed and the plant will only speed up the healing rate of the wound or infection, and slow down poisoning rate by half but won’t heal it. She can only grow this plant once a day and must rest after each time. Her final power is to grow a vine that will transfer half of whatever ailment from another person on to her when wrapped around the wrist of said person, whatever the ailment was whether poisoning or a stab wound Ophelia would have to bare half of the pain, injury, and rest needed to heal, however it takes half the time and pain off of the original barer. She can do this once every two days, it renders her fatigued with whatever ailment she took on and if she chooses to do this she cannot use any of her other powers for two days.

Social Status: Ophelia was always rather popular wherever she was living, loved and looked up to for advice and assistance, knowing she would do whatever she could to help. She is well rounded and knowledgeable in various subjects, “a little about a lot and a lot about a little.”

Summer or Year Rounder: Ophelia stays at camp year round because she can no longer afford to put her family in danger and feels she is competent enough to handle Camp year round.

Years at Camp: This will be her first year at camp.

Life before CHB: Before Camp Half Blood Ophelia excelled at school, making honor roll most years, she made a plethora of friends and was adaptable to any environment. At home, she spent her mornings helping her father, who is a well-known botanist, categorize and classify specimens, in the afternoon, every so often her uncle would come over and spend time with Ophelia. He was known for bringing her new seeds every time and bought her a beautiful telescope for her 13th birthday. Once she turned 12 years old a vicious hell hound attacked her on her walk back from a sleepover, leaving her a disturbing scar on her lower back. Had a bicycler not been speeding by and hit the animal by accident she would have never escaped or survived. From that moment on Ophelia never wanted to feel helpless again, she was faced with many more creatures from a world she knew very little about, she started asking questions as always only this time wouldn't leave without an answer, her father told her who her mother was and as startled as was she couldn't sit down, she took action. She started to train with her uncle and what she knew as play time became training time. Luckily, her uncle was always into fighting and let his hobby be what gave Ophelia her security and self-assurance back when it came to defense. For 5 years she trained, regardless of where she lived, Australia, Florida, or African plains, becoming skilled in what she thought was needed to survive.  She always had simple powers however as she matured as did her powers and it became prevalent that she could no longer stay with her father, nor uncle, and had to be sent to Camp Half Blood where she could learn to master what she had, and not risk her father or his work. In the few months before leaving to camp, she spent her time in Australia befriending the locals, people and animals alike. Ophelia learned to cook, and strengthened her hobby for astronomy at night; she spent free time studying or curling up into a good book. Before long she packed her things and left for camp, leaving her loving family behind.

Role-playing Example:
Ophelia walked through the forest in the wake of dusk; she noted the light peering through the thicker trees and the pink and orange-red glow that shone through the thinner trees. She stood in front of one of the larger looking trunks and contemplated on whether or not she should leave her bedazzled flip flops on the ground or take them up with her. She took her flip flops off and stowed them in the back pocket of her tan shorts and began to climb the branches up to the top of the tree. She let the exterior of the tree shed off as she pressed her feet on them and her hands rub off as she swung slowly and carefully. Reaching the last few branches, Ophelia looked out at the horizon, past the canopy and watched the sun slowly fall. The wind rustled some stray leaves off the roofs of the surrounding trees and blew them across the sky. Ophelia leaned over, holding the weight of her body up with her right hand she used to left hand to pick a leaf right from the loop that the air entrapped it in. Bringing it close to her face Ophelia took a breath in and smelled the freshness of summer and a new environment, however within that she noticed a hint of home, the smell of old humid trees from that river near her house back in Florida. Ophelia knew no matter how far she was from home some of it would always follow her. In Africa it was the shade of the lagoon that mimicked the colors of her beloved Wekiva springs, in Australia it was the red sand that matched the red of the clay at her old school’s softball field, and now here, at Camp Half Blood the smell of the forest was just like the smell of the trees from home.

Notes: None.

Hey Josie!
Your form is almost perfect. The only thing I need for approving is the reducing of the plant she can grow, that makes people's wounds heal: once a day please, because it's quite a powerful plant.

Sure thing :D! Done.

Approved!
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