Dorky's characters

Approved.

Name: Rascoe
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Eyes: Blue
Hair: black
Height: 5'9'
Body Type: lean muscle but looks bony
Skin Color: pale peach
God Parent: Epione
Mortal Parent: Ricky
Country of Origin: U.S.A
Pets:
Talents: has a talent with emo styles.
Weapon**: small CB dagger
Flaws: Addicted to electronics. Addicted to music. Addicted to breaking the rules.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): has a calming aura about him.
Life Before CHB*: He lived in New York his entire life. Through out school he was an outcast until high school where he met others like himself and officially got the brand 'emo' painted on him. When he turned sixteen he got a job at a local fast food restraint. After a few months a new girl was hired and she helped him understand about the weird creatures that would hunt him occasionally. After she dissapered he did the only thing he could...he came here.
RP Example*: I look around and start walking aimlessly. Is this what it's like? Constant boredom with no electronics whatsoever? Hm..maybe I can sneak my iPod...well...I did bring it after all. Looking around, I see other kids talking and joking. They all look like they're having so much fun. How do they do it all the time, constantly, never ending?
Any notes about your characters: Completely straight but can recognise a hot guy easily and will admit it openly. (I didn't find this a flaw seeing as this is the way most girls are...accept minus hot guys add in hot girls)

Approved.

Name: Anders Andrew Anderson
Age: 14...and a HALF.
Gender: Female!!!!!!
Eyes: Purple
Hair: Long and thick. Gleams different colors.
Height: 5'5''
Body Type: Adverage but with lean arms and legs.
Skin Color: Slightly tan.
God Parent: Iris
Mortal Parent: Andrew Anderson
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: n/a
Talents: plays bongos, singer, plays cello
Weapon**: upper arm cuff that turns into rainbow color celestrial sword.
Flaws: confuses peoples genders, obnoxious, undercover flirt.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): she can change the colors of stuff.
Life Before CHB*: At the age of six her older sister introduced her to the fine art of flirt. As she grew, it was the one thing she focused on, until she perfected her own way of undercover like flirting. Since she started school early, she was a year older than everyone else, so she was an outcast. In her 8th grade year people started realizing there was something odd about her eyes, about her hair. Girls teased her about it but boys found it interesting, giving her more time to try new ways of flirting. Halfway through freshmen year she had a strange thing happen to her. She changed the colors of her fathers outfit, and, unable to explain it, he told her of her mother and sent her here.
RP Example*: Yawning softly, Anders rubbed her eyes. She looked around blankly, trying to see if she knew anyone here. Trying to see if anyone looked nice enough to talk to. They all look the same, the boys and the girls, and she curses herself for not being able to tell them apart. She wonders why she can't, but it doesn't bother her that much.
Notes: She is STUMMING.

.... Uhm, well, anything she can't change the color of? For example, SKIN?

Well yeah. Like she can't change the colors of people or anything, or their hair, or their eyes, or nothing like that.

She can change the colors of inanimate objects and plants. Is that okay?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Hesitatingly approved.

Name: Ade Criss
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Eyes: brown
Hair: brown
Height: 5'10 and 1/2
Body Type:
Skin Color: white
God Parent: Aphrodite
Mortal Parent: Mark Criss
Country of Origin: USA
Pets:
Talents: Complimenting everyone fully, not just girls. Cosmetology. Singing.
Weapon**: celestrial Tomahawk that turns into: http://www.hottopic.com/hottopic/Accessories/Jewelry/Hi-Hater-Magenta-Rubber-Bracelet-177270.jsp
Flaws: can talk too much. loyal to friends. gets a bit girls sometimes (like happy guy girly)
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):
Life Before CHB*: He had a basically normal childhood with an accepting father. At school he was never popular, but never unpopular. He stayed with a nice group of friends made of people who are considered outcasts. He chose to befriend people because of their actions, not their faces or money, so he was always tagged with names like 'happy' and 'freak' and such, because they never got the chance to know him. About a year ago his father told him of his mother and CHB, but told him he didn't have to come unless he wanted to. Recently he finally broke down and asked to come, hoping for a fresh start.
RP Example*: Ade smile at her softly then grabbed her hand, inspecting her nails, "Oh hon-ay. You need a manicure! I could so do this for you," He looks up at her, "And that hair..." He whistles softly, "I can fix you up. Complete make over, what do you say?" He asks, winking at her. When she nods, he grins, "Alright then. Step right into my office," He says, opening the door to his room.
Any notes about your characters: his tomohawk looks like: http://www.vividlight.com/37/images/Tomahawk%201.jpg with his initals ALC where the LLR is.

Approved.

Name: Seattle Grey
Age: 16
Gender: male
Eyes: big and brown
Hair: black/brown
Height: 6'1''
Body Type: semi-muscular yet lanky.
Skin Color: deeply tanned
God Parent: ANGELIA The goddess of messages.
Mortal Parent: Angeles Grey
Country of Origin: Seattle, California, USA.
Pets: Siberian husky, 1 year old.
Talents: guitar,
Weapon**: Clip he keeps on his pocket that turns into a celestrial sword
Flaws: stubborn, quiet/reserved, easily upset.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): n/a
Life Before CHB*: Seattle lived in Seattle his entire life, hating his name. He had been named after his city of birth, as is tradition in his family. He never had that many friends his age, as he wasn't really into the thought. What few friends he would have were those a bit older than him, and that's the way he liked it. When he was ten years old his father told him of his mother and how they met and why she had to leave. He never told him of camp, because his father didn't know of it either. When he was fifteen, he met a strange kid, well man, who went by the name of Xander. Xan told him all these cool stories of adventures, a magical camp full of people like him, and the weird people that filled it. After his sixteenth birthday, Xander admitted that he was one of the special people from the camp, and told him that of course Seattle was also. After that they became close friends, practically brothers. One day, Xan introduced him to a boy from the camp, Trevor, and thus he met Cissa and Amy. Later, when Amy and Trevor traveled back to camp, they drug him with them, highly against his will.

RP Example*: Looking around, Seattle gauzed at his surroundings. He would never get use to the city, no matter how long he'd lived there. He hated the thought of leaving it, but also didn't want to upset the two kind people, Amy and Trevor. These guys are my age...this is kind of scary, he thought to himself, gauzing out a window. Pulling his feet to his chest, he wonders what happened to the little girl that had been with them. After a moment or so his mind wanders to the two, and what connection they had to Xan that they wouldn't talk about. With a nod to himself, he decides that this will puzzle him for the rest of his young life.

Any notes about your characters: Though he will be in my sig and such, he won't be at CAMP until Trevor and Amy bring him.
Also; Cannot think of any other tallents for him, so when I get the notion and thought, I shall send two ideas to an admin or elite for confirmation.

approved.

Name: Flynt
Age: 16
Gender: male
Eyes: Green
Hair: blonde
Height: 5'6''
Body Type: Scrawny.
Skin Color: Pale
God Parent: Apollo (taking the name of Edwart Currten)
Mortal Parent: Bella Dawn
Country of Origin: U.S.A, Forks, Washington
Pets:
Talents:
Weapon**: a sparkly pen taht turns into a glittery CB sword
Flaws: stubborn, rude, obnoxious, a prat, a pansy, snobbish, jittery, doesn't understand sarcasm, gullible, rolls around on the floor, dramatic, 'evil', scared of slightly threatening things, skiddish, childish, too serious, thinks he's most beautiful person on earth, in love with Hermione Grander (yes the CHARACTER), hates Harry Pottah (the character lala), says 'well isn't that cute' too much, believes that pigfarts from AVPM is real, thinks he's Draco Malfoy.says 'my father will hear about this' a bunch
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):sparkles in sunlight,
Life Before CHB*: Once, not so long ago, in a mystical land called Forks, a clumsy, ditsy, brunette met a guy hotter than the hottest sun, who glittered in the UV. She fell in love instantaneously, and when she was 18, they had a son. A glittery son they named Flynt. Days after, the man left her, and the baby was abandoned for sparkling too much like his daddy. The baby grew up practically alone, his mother ditesting him for his glitter. He went to school, but he rolled around on the ground so much and was so rude to other students, he didn't last long there. He fled to the forest, living with small animals that were amazed by his spark and took him into the pack. ONe day, magically, he was brought here by a satyr.
RP Example*: Flynt stomped through the camp, trampling through other children, wondering why the idiots weren't moving out of the way when they saw his sparkle. He gets shoved by one of the children and wheels around.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? TOUCHING ME?" He doesn't listen to the...thing's responce, instead continuing, "MY FATHER WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS, MUDBLOOD!" He huffs and marches off quickly. These imbecels. They know nothing. After a few minutes he drops quickly to the ground, rolling and crawling to get to the mess hall.
Any notes about your characters:

hehe Approved.

Name: Clover Knight
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Eyes: Light grey (black frame glasses that make her eyes look larger slightly)
Hair: Silver (as in grey)
Height: 5'5''
Body Type: Lanky
Skin Color: Ghost white
God Parent: Melinoe
Mortal Parent: Brandon Knight
Country of Origin: Australia
Pets:
Talents: She's good with coordinating 'emo' style outfits.
Weapon**: Stygian iron dagger.
Flaws: Shy, non-talkative, insecure
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): she can summon friendly ghosts to get knowledge and insight.
Life Before CHB*: She grew up as the strange child, spending all her time outside, but never getting close to dark skinned, never burning. She alienated herself from everyone, just so people could talk about her without her having to hear it. At the age of thirteen she discovered, while doing her home work, that she could bring about ghosts to help her learn new things. She told no one until she discovered her brother had a similar tallent. Together, they went to their father. From then on they saved their money for plane tickets and she came to camp the first chance she got, just to get away from all the drama at school.
RP Example*: She sighs softly, trying to focus on her book instead of whats going on around her. She can vaguely catch hints of people saying things about her, but she ignores them. By now, she's use to it, and she doesn't care. She snaps her book shut, turning to thechild that hit her in the back of the head, "Go away now, please, before I roast you on the barbe," she threatens. Though it's an empty threat, it still makes the kid run. She sighs, "Idiots."
Any notes about your characters: No matter how long she stays in the sun, she won't burn, and she won't tan.



Name: Shade Knight
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Eyes: black
Hair: black
Height: 5'5''
Body Type: Lean/Muscular
Skin Color: caucasian with deep tan
God Parent: Melinoe
Mortal Parent: Brandon Knight
Country of Origin: Australia
Pets:
Talents: Sports.
Weapon**: Stygian iron sword.
Flaws: Gets loud, talkative, sociable.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): Can summon ghosts for protective reasons.
Life Before CHB*: He grew up, the 'normal' child. Most of his time was spent with friends and sports, trying to avoid his sister, never realizing how horrible people were about her. When he realized, he started fending for her, without her knowing.He had always known she wasn't quite normal compaired to most, but it was worse as they got older. He started splitting up his time, doing everything he needed to at once. At the age of eleven, he was on the phone with a friend who wouldn't stop saying rude things about his sister, no matter how many times he was told to shut up. By the time he realized what happened, there was a transparent warrior standing gaurd next to his door. After a while he gained the courage to tell his father. After they started saving and he got the first plane out after his sister.
RP Example*: He stands on the sidelines, talking to his friends, but watching Clover out of the corner of his eye. You can't tell they're related, and he still doesn't claim her. People just think they magically have the same last name, which is slightly stupid. He sighs softly, maybe he should give up. He turns back to his friends, "Anyway, what were we talking about?" he asks, as he see's her snap at a kid.
Any notes about your characters: Always tan, no matter how little time he spends out of the sun.


What power limitations would be allowed?

I think you should put limits of either how long they can summon the ghosts, or how many times a day they can summon the ghosts or in Shade's case how many ghosts at a time.

Honey that's why I have at the bottom "What limitations would be allowed."

Normally with ghosts we allow... 10 ghosts per hour/30 per day? That's something I faintly recall from forever ago.

Then may their limitations be somewhere around that. Depending on the day and how tired/worn they are but never more than 10per hour or 30 per day.

How long would the ghosts normally stay with them?

Clover: Up to an hour, only because they are there for knowledge alone and cannot attack. They can't be seen by others.


Shade: About 15 minutes because they can be seen by others and have physical ground in the world for that time. Shade's power is harder on him than Clovers is.

Approved x2.

Name: Kiara Corey

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Eyes: Bright light blue like the sky right after the sun comes up and the pinkness goes away.

Hair: Bubblegum pink hair that falls in showers past her shoulders and to her navel in soft curls.

Height: 5'8''

Body Type: Thin, obvious figure/curvy, with a medium top and hips to even out.

Skin Color: Caucasian with a tan that makes her skin darker and brings out her eyes.

God Parent: Erebus

Mortal Parent: Katrina Corey

Country of Origin: Las Vegas, Nevada, Unites States

Pets: Tan female house cat that morphs into a lioness basically when she pleases. Is very nice unless agitated by threats to Kiara.

Talents: Stealth (also goes along with her shadow walking), hand to hand combat, patience during daytime hours, quick running

Weapon**: Stygian Iron sword with golden celestial bronze high lights swirling through the blade. Two matching daggers of two different sizes (small dagger and large dagger). To humans the sword looks simply like a backpack (if worn on her back) or a dangling belt (if on a waist sheath). The daggers look simply like misplaced bangles.

Flaws: Personality changes from day to night, she gets snappy during the day time (and at some points of night) about her tattoo's when they're seen, sensitive to the sun (burns easily, but burns eventually turn to tans), short of patience of night,

Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): Can shadow travel up to the distance that is equivilant to the size of Rhode Island. (2 times a day at maximum length on a bright day, up to 5 times just around and about on a bright day; 4 times at maximum on a cloudy/stormy/non bright day, 10 times just around and about on a cloudy/stormy/non bright day.) She will pass out for up to four hours if she goes over her ability on shadow travel, though the time depends on how much direct sunlight she's in. The more there is the longer it takes.

Able to control/produce shadows at any point of the day. She may use each shadow that she produces herself for up to thirty minutes and can control shadows for up to an hour, or an hour and a half depending on how much direct sunlight there is. The power drains her for up to twenty minutes each use, depending on how much direct sunlight she receives. After the tenth usage without letting herself rest she won't be able to use the power for an up to an hour, depending on how much direct sunlight she receives.

She's near invisible when in shadows. This happens at all times of the day as long as she is in a shadow. Not something she controls, so no limitations, because she's always able to be seen if you just look or had watched her go into the shadows.

Draws energy from the night; meaning she performs her best at night. She can perform longer, and harder, before tiring. The closer to midnight it is, the longer and harder she can go. Able to heal much faster at night.

Can create up to ten things an hour from shadows. Nothing living, nothing that would be electronic (phones, iPods, televisions, kitchen appliances, ect). Small things in sets count as one thing (say she tries to make five necklaces all at once instead of one at a time, that would be counted as one item) though larger things will be counted as multiples. It takes five minutes of rest to recover from each usage, though if she doesn't let herself rest and uses up all of her ten items, it will take her up to an hour to recover depending on the amount of direct sunlight received.

Shadow warriors; women warriors made of shadow that fight for her. 4 every hour; each one takes her up to ten minutes to recover depending on direct sun exposure. 25 every six hours taking her an three hours to recover completely, depending on direct sunlight exposure. Hourly she can summon the four either together (Taking thirty minutes to completely recover) or individually (ten minutes recovery), or even in pairs of two (fifteen minutes recovery) or three (twenty minutes recovery) at a time. 25 every six hours is only all 25 together.

Life Before CHB*: Before camp she lived in the slums of Las Vegas, spending her daytime hours as head cheerleader at her school, or with her mother doing lovely mother daughter things, but she spent her night time hours on the streets, selling drugs for money and dipping her hands deep into criminal and gang related activity. She always made sure to give a fraction of the money to the women on the streets and in strip clubs whose children she knew, though she did it anonymously. She would split the rest of her money up into a savings account and illegal alcohol, mixed in with some food for when she got the munchies.

Her mother never bothered her about hang overs, new injuries, or any other things that would come from the type of life Kiara lived, because her mother understood what people had to do to live where they were at. At the age of fifteen, she was completely initiated into three different allied groups that formed one large gang. She spent her fifteenth birthday getting tattooing that covers all of her upper back and part of her upper arm, to show she was loyal because they had said if she didn't show her loyalty they would hurt her mother. Two weeks before her sixteenth birthday a satyr showed up on her doorstep and explained to her what she was, and told her he could help her. Together with his help, she and her mother faked their deaths and helped them pack up and move to New York, where Kiara refused to come to camp.

After a month of living her life in New York just as she had lived it in Las Vegas, the satyr convinced her to come to CHB, promising her she could still keep up her life out side of camp every now and then, if needed, though she didn't trust he was telling the truth.

RP Example*: I look around, the sun beating down on me, making small hives break out on my skin in irritation. I notice the sun starting to set, and wondering how many people will be out and about at that time, and if I can make it to the city tonight like the goat kid had promised me. I start to make my way past the courtyard and to the hill to find my car, If no one stops me, I'm going. I feel in my pockets and notice I left my ID's at my bunk, so with a sigh I turn, and make my way back. When I pass through the doorway I notice how empty it is, how lacking of children. I start to feel like the only titan child in the world.

Any notes about your characters: All recovery times depend on how much direct sunlight is received, as stated. She has a car, and a license. I was wondering if I could get special permission for her to have her a fake over 21 ID and the ability to drink inside of camp (and outside obviously) for reasons that conjoin with her before CHB.

For the shadow warriors, how can they be destroyed without Kiara calling them off?

And for her last flaw, do you mean she's short of patience AT night, not "of" night?

Light destroys them. Only other way is for Kiara to call them off or for their time to run out (which I'm going to say is an hour). They cannot injure anyone though. What they may to is deflect blows and any they return don't hurt, or wound, just slow down. You know, try and discourage from fight.

Yes, yes I did mean that she's short of patience at night, not of night. I had meant to write "short of patience of the night" as in 'during the night'.

So if she creates something from shadows, will it be a solid thing?

How much more energy does she get at night? And how much faster can she heal?