Name: Ronald Robinson
Parentage: Melinoe (Underworld godess of ghosts)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Mortal parent: Chris Robinson
Height: 5'8
Body type: Athletic
Skin: Pale
Eyes: black (after a good ol' google search it is dark brown, my bad I am colourblind so I can't tell the difference)
Hair: medium, straight, black
Talents: none
Weapons: A celestial bronze camp sword, because I'm creative like that
Personality: Extremely arrogant, ruthless, aggresive, loves to torture others as a joke, a ladies' man, has no.limits to his humour, will do anything to prove his superiority. Really competitive, a person that can take the slightest issue very seriously. Not an organized person, laid back as long as there are no competitions. Rather closeminded, as in "my opinion and only.mine is right", likes to be a leader but at the same time doesn't cope well with failure or casualties. Known for outbursts of rage instead of logical thinking in difficult situations.
Powers: communication with spirits of the dead
manipulates ghosts -that means hecommands them to attack other people,- (SPOILER ALERT: Considering a part in BoO, ghosts can be killed by Celestial Bronze camp weapons)(to be developed during his time at camp, duration maximum 2 minutes which depends on physical and medical condition- up to 5 ghosts at a time, but rarely makes that par-4 posts cooldown)
can send ghosts to haunt people's thoughts, technically by getting into their minds (to be developed during his time at camp, duration less than a minute-less effective against other underworld kids, but can't be completely countered-1 ghost at a person, one person at a time-cooldown 4 posts) NOTE: This is a reference on how fears get into our minds, so the ghosts basically get into people's minds and scare the hell out of them, or make them thing unpleasant things, e.g. It would remind Percy and Annabeth of their time at Tartarus (isn't it beautifully evil?) etc.
(a minute = a post) (maximum range for him to control the ghosts is 10 meters)
Pets: none
Life before Camp: He lead a rather normal life for a demigod, labelled troublemaker (which he was). His childhood was a bit rough because of lack of a mother in his life. He was afraid of ghosts because he could communicate with them. A sociable person, with many friends in the mortal world. He was considered rather likeable, so he didn't have many enemies. His father always has some time for him at their home at L.A. (why the hell not), he advised him to come to camp, learning details from Melinoe, before she left him with the child. Knows of his parentage and being a demigod.
Flaws: Overconfident, prone to flattery, fear of heights, anger issues, stubborn
Skills: a good swordman, plays the guitar... that's it
RP example: It was a nice, sunny day of March. On the countryside of Long island.
Ron hated these kind of days. Why can't it always rain? It's nice then. Less sunny and...happy.
He was wearing a black T-shirt which read "I'll kill you" and black jeans. He had a backpack on his back, and his sword on his left hand. He had taken care of any monster in his way.
He paused for a moment. Finally, all the way through the country, he had arrived at the camp he had heard so many things about.
Notes: none
Parentage: Melinoe (Underworld godess of ghosts)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Mortal parent: Chris Robinson
Height: 5'8
Body type: Athletic
Skin: Pale
Eyes: black (after a good ol' google search it is dark brown, my bad I am colourblind so I can't tell the difference)
Hair: medium, straight, black
Talents: none
Weapons: A celestial bronze camp sword, because I'm creative like that
Personality: Extremely arrogant, ruthless, aggresive, loves to torture others as a joke, a ladies' man, has no.limits to his humour, will do anything to prove his superiority. Really competitive, a person that can take the slightest issue very seriously. Not an organized person, laid back as long as there are no competitions. Rather closeminded, as in "my opinion and only.mine is right", likes to be a leader but at the same time doesn't cope well with failure or casualties. Known for outbursts of rage instead of logical thinking in difficult situations.
Powers: communication with spirits of the dead
manipulates ghosts -that means hecommands them to attack other people,- (SPOILER ALERT: Considering a part in BoO, ghosts can be killed by Celestial Bronze camp weapons)(to be developed during his time at camp, duration maximum 2 minutes which depends on physical and medical condition- up to 5 ghosts at a time, but rarely makes that par-4 posts cooldown)
can send ghosts to haunt people's thoughts, technically by getting into their minds (to be developed during his time at camp, duration less than a minute-less effective against other underworld kids, but can't be completely countered-1 ghost at a person, one person at a time-cooldown 4 posts) NOTE: This is a reference on how fears get into our minds, so the ghosts basically get into people's minds and scare the hell out of them, or make them thing unpleasant things, e.g. It would remind Percy and Annabeth of their time at Tartarus (isn't it beautifully evil?) etc.
(a minute = a post) (maximum range for him to control the ghosts is 10 meters)
Pets: none
Life before Camp: He lead a rather normal life for a demigod, labelled troublemaker (which he was). His childhood was a bit rough because of lack of a mother in his life. He was afraid of ghosts because he could communicate with them. A sociable person, with many friends in the mortal world. He was considered rather likeable, so he didn't have many enemies. His father always has some time for him at their home at L.A. (why the hell not), he advised him to come to camp, learning details from Melinoe, before she left him with the child. Knows of his parentage and being a demigod.
Flaws: Overconfident, prone to flattery, fear of heights, anger issues, stubborn
Skills: a good swordman, plays the guitar... that's it
RP example: It was a nice, sunny day of March. On the countryside of Long island.
Ron hated these kind of days. Why can't it always rain? It's nice then. Less sunny and...happy.
He was wearing a black T-shirt which read "I'll kill you" and black jeans. He had a backpack on his back, and his sword on his left hand. He had taken care of any monster in his way.
He paused for a moment. Finally, all the way through the country, he had arrived at the camp he had heard so many things about.
Notes: none
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