Willow's Charries

Name: Pheobe Hartbehn
Age: 11
Eyes: Very light crystal blue
Hair: White with blonde streaks
Height: 4"3
Body Type: Slim
Skin Color: Pale
God Parent: Chione, goddess of snow
Mortal Parent: Robert Hartbehn
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: A white wolf named Bliss
Talents: Good at gymnastics and dance
Skills: Flexible
Weapon: A white sword studded with light blue gems, named Blizzard.
Flaws: Is always freezing no matter what the weather, except for summer when she's a normal temperature, is very shy, and quiet, and cautious, wary of people.
Powers: Can freeze things by blowing on them, but if she does it to a person or something bigger than her, it just makes them cold. When she freezes something, it stays frozen, but in a matter of minutes she gets a headache. If she holds it for half an hour at most, she collapses on the ground.
Life Before CHB: She lived in Alaska with her dad. He was a scientist, so they were always wandering around Alaska collecting snow samples. She had few friends, so she hung out with all the animals. That's why she doesn't really talk to people, she's not used to it. She was always bored, but loved the snow. She would dance outside in it, and she felt like she could stay in the snow forever. One day, she was attacked by a polar bear, which, once she saw through the mist, was really a hellhound. A satyr who had tracked her there rescued her, and they flew across the country to Camp Half Blood.
RP Example: I walked outside, trying not to wake anyone up. When I got outside, I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Finally. I could think now. A very light snow had fallen over the night, and I was glad. I couldn't survive without being in the snow in the wintertime. I twirled around in it, my white dress speckled with snowflakes. I started singing quietly. It was quiet, with just the moon and stars out. The courtyard was very dark, but the fountains could be seen in the light of the full moon. No one was outside but me, and I had never been happier in my life.
Any notes about your characters: She's really young for camp half blood.

Can I have Chione??? i wasn't sure if she was a goddess or a titaness or something...

Do her powers drain her?

Yes. I'll edit that in.

Approved.

Okay, first of all, I was wondering if I could do an egyptian, or if you can't do those anymore...? Because if the answer is no then I'm just going to have to, like, remake the entire form, so first of all I'm going to ask. Are Egyptians still allowed?

Uh.... Unfortunately, Egyptian gods as parents aren't allowed anymore. Sorry.

okay, i'll start filling out the form then.

Name: Andrea "Andy" Nicoli
Age: 15
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark honey blonde
Height: 4"7
Body Type: Average, a little on the Slim side.
Skin Color: Pale Peach
God Parent: Aphrodite
Mortal Parent: Raphael Nicoli
Country of Origin: USA, Dad is from Mexico
Pets: None
Talents: Singing
Skills: Is good at sensing when people are sad, and cheering them up.
Weapon: A sword named Dawnflower.
Flaws: She thinks too much about herself, but when she gets in a gernerous mood, SHE'S REALLY GENEROUS, and can sometimes give away almost everything she has, and she's very desperate to make friends. But no one seems to like her all too much...
Powers: Can change a person's outfit by snapping her fingers. Effects fade after half an hour and it gives her a slight headache. If she uses it five times within an hour, she collapses.
Life Before CHB: She lived with her dad until she was 12, and then she found a satyr. She was attacked by a dracnae, and that's how the satyr found her. Then after a long time of traveling on foot, they made it to camp half blood. By that time three years had passed. They had gotten sidetracked a lot. So it took a long time. But when she got there, she was so happy. She still loves it. But she's having trouble making friends for some odd reason. Maybe people don't like Aphrodite kids.
RP Example: I looked in the mirror. Oh, my hair was a nightmare. I sighed and got out my brush. After fifteen minutes, it was done. I curled it gently, and let the curls fall. Perfect. I looked outside. Er... too windy. I couldn't go out with my hair so perfect. Not with that wind outside. I shook my head and walked away, to do something. Not outside, though.
Any notes about your characters: She has a hard time making friends. She has no clue why.

The entire outfit?

Just the shirt and pants. The shoes, accesories, and hat/hairdo remain the same.

Okay, it's edited and hopefuly approve-able!

Approved.

First off are we still allowing Artimis kids?

Kinda, I would say no, but kenny just allowed someone to get one so I'm not sure

'kay, I'll just fill out the form and them if I have to change it, then I will.

Name: Winter Troan
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black with a white streak
Height: 4"9
Body Type: Average, a little on the slim side.
Skin Color: Pale peach
God Parent: Artimis
Mortal Parent: She was an Orphan.
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: A white hawk named Wolf
Talents: Dance
Skills: Agile, quick, nimble
Weapon: Bow and arrows
Flaws: She's too trusting, she doesn't see the obvious, she doesn't talk much, she has a tough time making friends, she's very quiet.
Powers: She can turn invisible. Only for a small amount of time, though. Otherwise it drains her a lot.
Life Before CHB: Her parents sent her to an orphanage when she was two. She didn't know why, they just did. She can't even remember their names. She stayed at the orphanage, and they were about to kick her out. Then a satyr who was at the orphanage found her. He led her to camp. So, now she's at camp!
RP Example: I stopped. What... was that? The faint rustling... I froze. I knew that sound. Pawprints. Heavy pawprints. "Oh, no." I muttered. I drew my arrow. I turned around slowly and saw just what I knew I would see. A giant hellhound. Fortunately, I was ready for it. One shot and it ran away. It wouldn't be gone for long, though. I darted to the cabin.
Any notes about your characters: She has a white star shaped birthmark on her left cheek

Go right ahead.

Okay, thanks!
Edited it!

Artemis is spelled wrong.

I don't think it matters all too much

I am assuming this was approved so I am going to move it

Name: Ella Datra
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Eyes: Green
Hair: Light brown with a blonde streak
Height: 4"6
Body Type: Slim
Skin Color: Peach
God Parent: Iaso (did i spell that right)
Mortal Parent: Ron Datra
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: None
Talents: Singing
Skills: Agility
Weapon: A dagger
Flaws: She's always worrying, but she's over confident with things she's done before, she doesn't like new, unfamiliar things.
Powers: She can sense what injury someone has. Not heal it, just know what injury it is.
Life Before CHB: She worked with her dad at a herb shop. She treated lots of customers and learned a lot about injuries and desises. One costumer who came was a satyr. When she helped cure his fever, he decided she was a demigod. He helped lead her to camp. She still misses her dad, though.
RP Example: I slowed. What was I doing here? I wondered. I looked around. I didn't like forests. I told myself. I retorted back, why was I in one, then? I grinned. I have to stop talking to myself. It's a bad habit.
Any notes about your characters: Talks to herself in her head.

Approved.

Name: Darcie Anne Pollux
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Eyes: Dark green
Hair: Wavy light brown
Height: 4"9
Body Type: Average, on the slimmer side.
Skin Color: Peach
God Parent: Hera
Mortal Parent: She can't remember.
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: None
Talents: Singing
Skills: Agility
Weapon: A sword
Flaws: Easily jealous, quickly angered, vain.
Powers: She can make a pomegranite tree grow by waving her hand. She can do it once to thrice per day, and it drains her.
Life Before CHB: She lived with her parents at her apartment in California. At the age of two, a satyr found her. They had to run away from her home because of a monster attack. Along the way to CHB, they met up with a few other half bloods. They encountered a lot of monsters. It was about 4 years before they finally made it to camp. While she was roaming she picked up some great weaponry skills. She's been at camp since she was six. It's her home now, and she can't even remember her mortal parents.
RP Example: I slowly rubbed the blood off of my blade. No, I hadn't been attacking anything. A Hermes kid had stolen it and slain some monsters. With MY sword. Oooh, He was going to pay. I was already planning revenge. I'd get some Ares kid to help me. Yeah, that's it. That pathetic Hermes kid will be sorry he messed with Me... Oh, yes he will. Yes he will. I ran off. Now, where was he... there! I darted over, laughing.
Any notes about your characters: She was roaming around with a satyr until she was 2, but she made it to camp when she was 6.

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