Ace of Spades's characters

add 2 more flaws. Tsunamis are too big and go too far inland.

No hurricanes. :/

They're probably going to be strong enough to blow all the cabins away, and that's bad.

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Tink-Er-Bell wrote:Tsunamis are too big and go too far inland.

And the whirlpools are too big. :/

xD sorry Tink, I missed your post altogether >.< I cut the sizes.

Mhm. For the inland part, a bit smaller.

No problem

Approved.

Name: Sebastian Ingram Nathaniel (Sin) Masters

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Eyes: Bright sea blue

Hair: Sandy blonde

Height: 5'9"

Body Type: Athletic

Skin Color: Tan

God Parent: Psamathe, goddess of sand and beaches

Mortal Parent: Thomas Masters

Country of Origin: USA

Pets: Sand boa named Thrash

Talents: Sand castle building, water sports, sword fighting

Weapon**: Rings that turn into twin single-handed labryses

Flaws: Causing trouble often, dislikes the cold (but will stand it if needed), indifferent if he hurts people, powers are limited to specific areas (beaches, deserts, etc)

Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):

1.He can make a sandstorm thrice (3 times) a day for 5 minutes long (blinds/reduces vision and mobility of people
temporarily), 30 minute recharge

2. He can create a quicksand area 5'x5' (must originate in regular sand) twice a day, hour long recharge (sinks victim(s) only waist deep for 10 minutes and disables their movement; decent chance to avoid in the beginning, but very hard to get out of once they're knee deep already; someone can help pull them out, or the victim(s) can wait the allotted time which, when the 10 min passes, he pushes them back out of the quicksand and makes the spot disappear)

3. He can manipulate sand (if it's within 100 feet of him) 9 times an hour; he can form it to many shapes, make it squeeze and harden together like an orb or spike and throw it at his opponents, make an armor around his body/others, create up to a 4'x10'x6" sand wall to block attacks, "sand travel" like he can move under the sand and jump out anywhere within 200 feet of the starting location (must start and end in a spot of sand), etc

Life Before CHB*: Sin was born in Florida and has always loved going to the beach. He used to stay for hours just building sand castles and other figures as a kid. As he grew up, the shore became like a second home for him. Sometimes, he'd rather just sleep their than going home to his abusive father after school. His dad's the reason for his violent tendencies and aggressive behavior.

RP Example*: I grit my teeth as I run through the shoreline. Behind me was a Hyperborean giant, about 3 stories high. How the Hades did I not notice a huge, blue monster in the beach?! I look behind me and focus on where his next step will be. I turn that spot into quicksand and his giant foot sinks in, shin deep. He stumbles and falls. I smirk and take out one of my labrys. I hack into his face, breaking through his skull and seperating the front part of its brain. I smirk and wrench it out. The giant disintegrates into dust and I use my powers to toss the sandy remnants into the waves. I sigh and continue walking.

Any notes about your characters: Has serious rivalries with other earth demigods (Geb, Tiki, Set, etc.); Only tells people who he really trusts his real name, everyone else calls him Sin.

powers number one: thrice?
Power number three: Too many times per hour.

Thrice means three times and editted (:

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If YOU or Drake dies? What, you're going to jump off a cliff?

Lol no, like for one of my plots I might have Drake die by the snake before Wyatt kills it after Hawaii, so I'm wondering if I get to keep the Norse/Egyptian slot still, like when one of my regular charries die/leave, I keep the empty slot. Also, since this is supposed to be me, I'm probably gonna ge annoyed at myself and have me killed/leave by December or so xD

Yes, you keep the Egyptian/Norse slot if Drake dies.

Kay thanks, Kenny :DD

I think you should make your hail and snow limits, like, a bit lower. Judging by the measurements, it looks like it's enough to cover part/most of the courtyard, and with his other powers mixed in, I don't think he could handle that much.

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Mhm.

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Name: Finbar Arcon

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Eyes: Dark brown

Hair: Black afro

Height: 6' freaking 8" (real height xD)

Body Type: Muscular, fit, giant

Skin Color: African American

God Parent: Jord, Norse Goddess of the Earth

Mortal Parent: Maximillian Arcon

Country of Origin: USA

Pets: N/A

Talents: Football, basketball, paintball, wrestling, drums

Weapon**: Twin tomahawks (drumsticks) (comes back to him after 30 seconds of being thrown), 5-foot bladed Claymore (pencil), Rectangular Spartan shield w/ spiked center (ring on left middle finger) [ALL Celestial Bronze]

Flaws: Overarrogant sometimes, Too loyal to his friends, Even with his intimidating stature he's very nice (someones too nice), Can go crazy when angered, Hates to be wrong, Very hungry and eats a lot often, Procrastinator

Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):

1. Can manipulate earth ten times an hour (form objects, create walls, make hardened temporary armor), if uses an 11th time in an hour, he can't use this ability for the next two hours.
*Strongest maneuver*: Create a boulder, 6 feet in diameter, out of the ground.

2. Can sense vibrations on/under the ground better and farther (one mile radius) than he can see things. (20 times a day)

3. Can create 2 fissures (10 feet long, 4 feet wide, 20 feet deep) a day and can reseal them, 3 hour break between uses, 3rd daily/2nd early use results in 8 hour immediate sleep, 4th daily use results in death

Life Before CHB*: Finbar had a decent life back at New Jersey. Being the middle child of 7 siblings was hard though, and having a huge family under one roof usually led to monetary and food problems. Nevertheless, the jubilant giant continued to live life as best as he could. He'd rather party all night than study for PSATs though, which was partially due to his hug procrastinating habit. One day during English class, the school satyr found him and told him that he would bring him where he brought his best friend, Andrew. Camp Half Blood.

RP Example*: I sit down near a creek, wondering where my horned, bearded guide was actually leading me. He said that I'd meet up with Drew again, but after a few weeks of running in the forests from New Jersey to New York, I'm growing tired and bored of this charade. He tells me to get ready and that we're almost there. I sigh, not really having any choice but to keep following or get myself killed by those oversized mutts he calls hellhounds. They sure do look hell-ish alright. I ponder what other kind of beasties their could be lurking in the world. Shrugging, I set off with the satyr, who has yet to tell me his name, unbeknownst to the fact that my destination was less than an hours' hike away.

Any notes about your charries: One of Andrew's best and oldest friends. Goes by Fin most of the time.

10 times an hour is a bit much.... 240 times a day?

Lol I understand. What about a 10 per hour limit and a 50 total daily limit? (ex: Can use it 5 hours straight to the maximum uses or spread it throughout the day) And the 2 hour power drainage consequence still applies.

Mhm. Sure.

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Name: Darcy Jameson

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Eyes: Sky blue

Hair: Shiny, medium brown; Shoulder blade length, straight, and usually in a messy ponytail

Height: 5'7"

Body Type: Athletic, somewhat hourglass

Skin Color: Sun kissed Italian tan

God Parent: Aristaeus, Greek god of shepherds, cheese-making, bee-keeping, honey, honey-mead, olive growing, hunting and medicinal herbs

Mortal Parent: Madeline Jameson

Country of Origin: USA

Pets: Two Bighorn Sheep (male rams) named Dasher and Comet

Talents: Singing, field hockey, surfing, swimming, running

Weapon**: Double recurve bow with two dozen Celestial Bronze-tipped arrows (amulet), Twin 13" CB swordbreakers (earrings)

Flaws: Self conscious, Nervous around new people, Rarely angry but when she is, she can go a little out of control, Is a nature freak at times, Mostly quiet and reserved with most people, Doesn't use her powers often unless necessary or drastic

Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):

1. Can grow olive trees, Twice a day, 30 feet high (average natural height), six hour rest; Growing a third tree causes immediate death after the tree has grown

2. Can grow medicinal plants, 20 a day; Growing a 21st+ plant causes her to sleep for an hour

3. Can summon and manipulate a hives' worth of honeybees (80-300), Five a day, two hour rest; Summoning a sixth hive causes her to sleep for 8 hours

Life Before CHB*: Darcy's life was hard and dramatizing, with school, friends, family issues, and the usual teenage issues but multiplied by googolplex. Her relief, answer, and sanctuary away from this was always the woods, or anyone near nature and away from the wastelands of humanity. She often went here to contemplate on her life and beyond, sometimes bringing her closest friends to her most personal and sacred places. Always trying to be optimistic, she just hid her torment and depression behind a facade of smiles and laughs. Only a few people knew who she really was inside, and she needed one of them now.

RP Example*: "I'm going to search for him!" I yelled at my mom. I had one foot out of the door already, walking towards the hairy, horned guy who promised to take me to where Andrew and Fin went.

"Darcy, you can't. He's hurt you once already. Don't let him do it again. Please stay, baby." She pleaded. Her feet were planted on the foyer, fearful of how Darce would react if she tried to run after her.

I ignored her, shouldering my backpack and leaving my house. There was nothing here for me anymore. I needed to go, and this was the perfect opportunity for me to. I step in the cab with Zach and look in the front. There were three old ladies arguing over a single eye. Little did I know I just got inside the Taxi of Eternal Torment, heading straight for Camp Half Blood.

Any notes about your characters: This is dedicated to my friend.