"Oh, well, that's unfortunate.." Karelleth began. She took a quick glance around before continuing. "Well, it would appear that it's made of sandstone, and there's a fountain over there," She stuck out her arm and pointed before realizing her mistake. "Wait, sorry, I mean.. There's a fountain in the middle of the room, behind you. Near the fountain, well, behind it, are a few staircases which I would assume led to some rooms." She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear as she took another look around the inn. "There are quite a few people in here as well, but I suppose that's to be expected in an inn. Anyways, between the two staircases is a desk where I guess you'd rent a room out." Her gaze moved to the desk as she spoke, watching others trade their money for a key. "And then, of course, there are some tables around." Kare took a breath and bit her lip before starting once again.
"I apologize if this offends you in any way, but, uhm, what's it like? Being blind, I mean. Wait, nevermind, that was rude. I'm sorry." She bit her lip again and tapped her foot as she continued to look around the inn for nothing in particular.
Karelleth nodded, her gaze moving to make eye contact with her. She gave a warm smile and lifted her arm to shake Bura's hand.
"Nice to meet you too. I'm Karelleth, but feel free to call me whatever." Her words slowed down to a normal speed as she spoke, "You wouldn't happen to be from around here, would you? Or work here?" She looked at her once again, figuring it was more likely that she didn't work at the inn. However, she asked anyways simply out of curiosity. Her eyes wandered around the room and to those who were in it. To her dismay, she wasn't able to find anyone who looked like they might own the place or work it.
Karelleth stood by the side of the boat with a smile, her hair blowing along with the breeze. Her gaze shifted up towards the large buildings and took some time to be amazed by them. She didn't have long to admire the view of the city though before being pushed along with the crowd of people. Her grip on her luggage tightened and she prayed she wouldn't get tossed aside into the water. As she reached solid ground she turned and yelled out to the crew on the Gheist.
"Thank you!" Karelleth wasn't sure if the sounds of the bustling people were too loud and they couldn't hear her, or if they were just ignoring her. She decided instead on focusing on how to proceed. It didn't seem to be getting much darker so she guessed that she'd have some time to explore the town a little. On the other hand, she thought, she might as well find a place to stay now before they're taken. She quickly began to walk through the crowd, looking around for any indication of an inn, tavern, or just a rentable room.
The young woman passed by many stalls, stopping a few times to admire the items they were selling. However, she didn't bother to buy anything. Though she did find some things interesting, she decided that throwing her money about wasn't the best of ideas. She wasn't exactly sure where she was headed, but she figured that there would have to be more than a few places to stay, judging by the sort of people that were arriving from the ship. Eventually, Karelleth noticed a building that happened to be an inn and wandered into it. As she looked around and tried to examine her surroundings, she bumped into Bura.
"Oh, my bad! Sorry!" Her words came out fast but clear as she looked the girl up and down.
Appearance: Karelleth is a tall, curvy elven woman standing at 5”11. Her hair, dyed an unnatural pink moves down to her mid-back. Around her head she wears a golden circlet, her bangs being over it. She has clear pale skin with not a single blemish. Her rounded almond eyes are a steely gray and give her a look of maturity that challenges the childish look her button nose and round, pink lips give. A long crimson dress decorates her body, complete with gold-colored designs on the upper half. She tends to be barefoot most of the time. She holds herself with a sense of pride in attempt to fool those who don’t know her.
Stats: [STR:1 || DEF: 1 || DEX: 3 || INT: 4 || MAG: 1] (You have 10 points to add to your stats)
Skills/Powers:
-First Aid
- Keen Eye
- Stealth
Weapon(s): Karelleth holds a dagger and a bow for her weapons.
Appearance: Jessica is a young woman standing at 5”7 with an hourglass figure. Her straight, dark brown hair moves down a bit past her shoulders, curling ever so slightly towards the ends. Her almond shaped blue eyes are usually done with black eyeliner wings and brown eyeshadow, giving a dark tint around them. Her defined jawline, along with dark brows, shape her face nicely. She has a curved nose and average-sized lips that are always covered in dark red lipstick.
She wears a latex bodysuit with a corset top, showing off the tattoos on her shoulders, both of which being a diamond inside of circle. Around her waist is a black belt with ammo holsters. She has goggles that are positioned on the top of her head. On her feet are blue boots, stopping a few inches below her knee. Bio: At the age of 16, Jessica awoke in a dark room with no memory of anything before that moment. This was due to a mistake that was made while her memories were being changed, making it so that she couldn’t try to remember anything without getting a massive migraine. What she can remember is everything else. She was employed by the government and corporations as a sort of hired assassin, taking out rioters that may have gone too far or anyone they deemed a threat. Although she was supposed to be unseen and secretive the majority of the time, there were times when she would have to reveal herself just enough to strike fear into the public and prevent them from protesting. To do her job effectively, she was given training in the skills she would need. With her new career, hardly any laws applied to her. However, she was still targeted by various gangs and others. Despite this, she believed she was doing the right thing.
One day, during one of her new missions, she attended a large party in order to track down another protester who had angered those in charge. As Jessica roamed the hall, she became trapped in a conversation with an old woman. This woman reminisced about the times when peace had been reached between nations and before the corporations took over. She then began to tell her about how horrible it was for those without wealth. Jessica listened intently to her, her perspective slowly beginning to change. Before finishing, the old woman revealed that she knew who Jessica was, and persuaded her to go to the warehouse and to leave peacefully. For some reason, Jess agreed to going and left, her perspective changing as she realized all of the wrongs she had done.
Equipment (optional): A semi-automatic sniper rifle, goggles, and a small switchblade.
Summer couldn't have come soon enough. Ashe rose from her coffin-like bed, designed by a former camper. Of course, this wasn't exactly her style, but she would have to deal with it. Like a few others, she had stayed here for the whole year. It got boring sometimes, but now the camp was buzzing with life. People ran about, all of them seeming to be in a rush.
The demigod heard a snap behind her and spun around, her hands already balled up in fists.
"Boo!"
A Hermes' kid jumped up in front of Ashe, causing her to stumble back in shock. It took her a moment to register before she bit back a grin. Andy stood before her, his arms crossed and a smug smirk on his face. He was one of Ashe's few good friends. It wasn't that she was a mean person or antisocial, in fact, she was pretty friendly. However, her father was what scared most off. Then again, who wouldn't be afraid of him?
"Hey, Ann." His smirk dissolved and he shook his head. She watched him fish around in his pocket before tossing a small red bag towards her. Ashe caught it and glanced down at the packet. Skittles! She ran forward and engulfed him in a hug. Andy was the one who supplied her with her candy stash, but he never stayed for the full year, leaving her Skittle-less for months.
Their hug was cut off by a low growl. He took a step back and offered a sheepish smile. For a kid who ate so much, Andy was surprisingly thin. The two didn't even have to say anything before they dashed off to the dining pavilion. On her way, Ashe spotted a few kids talking, laughing, some even sparring already. Summer couldn't have come soon enough.
As soon as they arrived, the two gave eachother one last high-five before splitting up to pile food on their plates. Slowly, Ashe approached the bonfire in the center, sighing as she scraped some food off of her plate and into the fire. Finally, she headed over to the Hades table which was empty like always. She plopped down onto a seat and began to dig in.
((I won't be able to post much, I can't use my computer for the time being. I might occasionally post with my phone but ye. Just assume Tessa is following along with everyone))
Appearance[/b]: Ashe has fair skin, her cocoa colored eyes narrowed. She has dark, black hair that moves past her shoulders and down her back. It's streaked with teal dye, mainly towards the ends. Her button nose is usually a shade of red. Her fit figure grows to stand at about 5'4 ft. Muscles are evident in her arms, although they don't ripple.
Hugging her neck is a black, chain choker, and hanging from it is a necklace with her father's Greek symbol outlined in silver. Her Camp Halfblood t-shirt is usually cut into a sleeveless crop top or is loosely tucked into her jean shorts. Her shoe collection consists of a pair of red converse and black combat boots. Usually, she'll wear the converse to seem a bit more casual.
Her thin lips are coated with light pink lipstick and her eyes are topped with black eyeliner. A small studded piercing decorates above her lip, giving her a Monroe piercing.
Godly Parent[/b]: Hades.
Special Ability(s)[/b]: As a daughter of Hades, Ashe's abilities are a bit stronger. She is able to summon skeletal beings from the Earth, although they must be around the area. They also will carry the knowledge from when they were alive. (Ex, someone who died as a sailor might not be a skilled warrior, instead being able to sail).
Equipment/Weaponry[/b]: Ashe carries a sharpened dagger around her waist, although that's it for weapons. There's usually some type of candy on her that's smuggled in from the Hermes kids. Typically, this is Skittles. She carries at least five drachmas on her at a time.
Number of Years at Camp[/b]: Five.
Bio[/b]: Ashe grew up knowing that she wasn't what most called 'Normal'. She was notified at a young age about her father and who he was, seeing as her mother wasn't one to keep secrets. She was well protected and had a mostly normal childhood until she hit age nine. She had many friends and was quite social. During her free time, she was given gymnastic lessons after school and caught on quite well. In fact, she still practices sometimes.
However, when she turned nine, that's when the monsters began to show up. She was constantly being hunted down, but her mother wouldn't let her go. She was forced to stay inside most days and her group of friends diminished, forgetting about her. It was sad, but deep down, Ashe knew it was necessary. She woke up one day to her mother arguing with a man. The child had thrown her bed sheets over her head in attempt to hide and block out the yells.
She was shaken. Quite literally, actually. Two large hands grasped her shoulders and shook her, jolting her body up. When her eyes opened, she was greeted with a shadowy figure standing above her. She screamed and he simply shook his head and placed a cold object into her hands. The figure instructed her to head to a place where she was to be safe. Camp Half blood. She was told to not inform her mother about where she was going, and she hesitantly agreed. When she looked down to see the thing that he had gave her, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
In her hands was a shiny blade. An aura of black radiated from the weapon before slowly fading away, leaving her in the dark. When she stepped out of her bedroom, she saw her mother asleep on the ground. She snored peacefully while Ashe tip-toed around the home, taking what she thought she'd need to make it to the camp.
The journey took about three months. During these times, she was attacked various times by different creatures, managing to narrowly escape each time she was confronted. When she arrived at Camp Half Blood, she was instantly claimed by Hades. For the five years that she was in the Camp, she was trained to use her new dagger as she refused to learn any other weapon.
Myra raised her head, a wave of relief washing over her as the girl gave a smile to her. This wasn't too hard,
"Pretty strangely, actually, seeing as we're currently at a school for.." She hesitated. 'Villain' wasn't exactly the term to describe her, was it? After all, she was saving people from eachother. Her methods were, perhaps, not the most heroic. But she was a hero nonetheless!
"People like us." She finally spoke, nodding once in confirmation. From behind the other girl, another lightly bumped into her. Myra bit back a small smile as she waited for her reaction. Maybe it would reveal a bit more about her true character -- unless this was it. Her worries could be dumped away at any moment now, she could have tapped her shoulder while approaching, shake her hand. That's all she'd have to do to get a glimpse into her mind.
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"Oh, well, that's unfortunate.." Karelleth began. She took a quick glance around before continuing. "Well, it would appear that it's made of sandstone, and there's a fountain over there," She stuck out her arm and pointed before realizing her mistake. "Wait, sorry, I mean.. There's a fountain in the middle of the room, behind you. Near the fountain, well, behind it, are a few staircases which I would assume led to some rooms." She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear as she took another look around the inn. "There are quite a few people in here as well, but I suppose that's to be expected in an inn. Anyways, between the two staircases is a desk where I guess you'd rent a room out." Her gaze moved to the desk as she spoke, watching others trade their money for a key. "And then, of course, there are some tables around." Kare took a breath and bit her lip before starting once again.
"I apologize if this offends you in any way, but, uhm, what's it like? Being blind, I mean. Wait, nevermind, that was rude. I'm sorry." She bit her lip again and tapped her foot as she continued to look around the inn for nothing in particular.
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Karelleth nodded, her gaze moving to make eye contact with her. She gave a warm smile and lifted her arm to shake Bura's hand.
"Nice to meet you too. I'm Karelleth, but feel free to call me whatever." Her words slowed down to a normal speed as she spoke, "You wouldn't happen to be from around here, would you? Or work here?" She looked at her once again, figuring it was more likely that she didn't work at the inn. However, she asked anyways simply out of curiosity. Her eyes wandered around the room and to those who were in it. To her dismay, she wasn't able to find anyone who looked like they might own the place or work it.
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Karelleth stood by the side of the boat with a smile, her hair blowing along with the breeze. Her gaze shifted up towards the large buildings and took some time to be amazed by them. She didn't have long to admire the view of the city though before being pushed along with the crowd of people. Her grip on her luggage tightened and she prayed she wouldn't get tossed aside into the water. As she reached solid ground she turned and yelled out to the crew on the Gheist.
"Thank you!" Karelleth wasn't sure if the sounds of the bustling people were too loud and they couldn't hear her, or if they were just ignoring her. She decided instead on focusing on how to proceed. It didn't seem to be getting much darker so she guessed that she'd have some time to explore the town a little. On the other hand, she thought, she might as well find a place to stay now before they're taken. She quickly began to walk through the crowd, looking around for any indication of an inn, tavern, or just a rentable room.
The young woman passed by many stalls, stopping a few times to admire the items they were selling. However, she didn't bother to buy anything. Though she did find some things interesting, she decided that throwing her money about wasn't the best of ideas. She wasn't exactly sure where she was headed, but she figured that there would have to be more than a few places to stay, judging by the sort of people that were arriving from the ship. Eventually, Karelleth noticed a building that happened to be an inn and wandered into it. As she looked around and tried to examine her surroundings, she bumped into Bura.
"Oh, my bad! Sorry!" Her words came out fast but clear as she looked the girl up and down.
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Name: Karelleth Iosia
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Race: High Elf
Appearance: Karelleth is a tall, curvy elven woman standing at 5”11. Her hair, dyed an unnatural pink moves down to her mid-back. Around her head she wears a golden circlet, her bangs being over it. She has clear pale skin with not a single blemish. Her rounded almond eyes are a steely gray and give her a look of maturity that challenges the childish look her button nose and round, pink lips give. A long crimson dress decorates her body, complete with gold-colored designs on the upper half. She tends to be barefoot most of the time. She holds herself with a sense of pride in attempt to fool those who don’t know her.
Stats: [STR:1 || DEF: 1 || DEX: 3 || INT: 4 || MAG: 1] (You have 10 points to add to your stats)
Skills/Powers:
-First Aid
- Keen Eye
- Stealth
Weapon(s): Karelleth holds a dagger and a bow for her weapons.
Other:
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Name: Jessica Ramionez
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Skills: Gunplay (4), Infiltration (4), Driving (2), Melee Combat (2)
Hardware: Enhanced Senses, Post Visual Sight
Wetware: Endocrine Control
Nanoware: Skinflex, Chameleon Shroud
Complications: Watchlist, Hunted, Hated, Edited Memories
Appearance: Jessica is a young woman standing at 5”7 with an hourglass figure. Her straight, dark brown hair moves down a bit past her shoulders, curling ever so slightly towards the ends. Her almond shaped blue eyes are usually done with black eyeliner wings and brown eyeshadow, giving a dark tint around them. Her defined jawline, along with dark brows, shape her face nicely. She has a curved nose and average-sized lips that are always covered in dark red lipstick.
She wears a latex bodysuit with a corset top, showing off the tattoos on her shoulders, both of which being a diamond inside of circle. Around her waist is a black belt with ammo holsters. She has goggles that are positioned on the top of her head. On her feet are blue boots, stopping a few inches below her knee.
Bio: At the age of 16, Jessica awoke in a dark room with no memory of anything before that moment. This was due to a mistake that was made while her memories were being changed, making it so that she couldn’t try to remember anything without getting a massive migraine. What she can remember is everything else. She was employed by the government and corporations as a sort of hired assassin, taking out rioters that may have gone too far or anyone they deemed a threat. Although she was supposed to be unseen and secretive the majority of the time, there were times when she would have to reveal herself just enough to strike fear into the public and prevent them from protesting. To do her job effectively, she was given training in the skills she would need. With her new career, hardly any laws applied to her. However, she was still targeted by various gangs and others. Despite this, she believed she was doing the right thing.
One day, during one of her new missions, she attended a large party in order to track down another protester who had angered those in charge. As Jessica roamed the hall, she became trapped in a conversation with an old woman. This woman reminisced about the times when peace had been reached between nations and before the corporations took over. She then began to tell her about how horrible it was for those without wealth. Jessica listened intently to her, her perspective slowly beginning to change. Before finishing, the old woman revealed that she knew who Jessica was, and persuaded her to go to the warehouse and to leave peacefully. For some reason, Jess agreed to going and left, her perspective changing as she realized all of the wrongs she had done.
Equipment (optional): A semi-automatic sniper rifle, goggles, and a small switchblade.
Other (optional):
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((Yeah, maybe. It's all up to op though.))
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((I'll wait for op to respond but I'd like to join as a recruit somehow so I wouldn't have to rewrite my character lmao))
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((Is it too late to join?))
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I'm interested! Also, woah, it's been forever since I've been on this site.
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Summer couldn't have come soon enough. Ashe rose from her coffin-like bed, designed by a former camper. Of course, this wasn't exactly her style, but she would have to deal with it. Like a few others, she had stayed here for the whole year. It got boring sometimes, but now the camp was buzzing with life. People ran about, all of them seeming to be in a rush.
The demigod heard a snap behind her and spun around, her hands already balled up in fists.
"Boo!"
A Hermes' kid jumped up in front of Ashe, causing her to stumble back in shock. It took her a moment to register before she bit back a grin. Andy stood before her, his arms crossed and a smug smirk on his face. He was one of Ashe's few good friends. It wasn't that she was a mean person or antisocial, in fact, she was pretty friendly. However, her father was what scared most off. Then again, who wouldn't be afraid of him?
"Hey, Ann." His smirk dissolved and he shook his head. She watched him fish around in his pocket before tossing a small red bag towards her. Ashe caught it and glanced down at the packet. Skittles! She ran forward and engulfed him in a hug. Andy was the one who supplied her with her candy stash, but he never stayed for the full year, leaving her Skittle-less for months.
Their hug was cut off by a low growl. He took a step back and offered a sheepish smile. For a kid who ate so much, Andy was surprisingly thin. The two didn't even have to say anything before they dashed off to the dining pavilion. On her way, Ashe spotted a few kids talking, laughing, some even sparring already. Summer couldn't have come soon enough.
As soon as they arrived, the two gave eachother one last high-five before splitting up to pile food on their plates. Slowly, Ashe approached the bonfire in the center, sighing as she scraped some food off of her plate and into the fire. Finally, she headed over to the Hades table which was empty like always. She plopped down onto a seat and began to dig in.
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((I won't be able to post much, I can't use my computer for the time being. I might occasionally post with my phone but ye. Just assume Tessa is following along with everyone))
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Name[/b]: Ashe Dimiri
Age[/b]: 14
Gender[/b]: Female
Appearance[/b]: Ashe has fair skin, her cocoa colored eyes narrowed. She has dark, black hair that moves past her shoulders and down her back. It's streaked with teal dye, mainly towards the ends. Her button nose is usually a shade of red. Her fit figure grows to stand at about 5'4 ft. Muscles are evident in her arms, although they don't ripple.
Hugging her neck is a black, chain choker, and hanging from it is a necklace with her father's Greek symbol outlined in silver. Her Camp Halfblood t-shirt is usually cut into a sleeveless crop top or is loosely tucked into her jean shorts. Her shoe collection consists of a pair of red converse and black combat boots. Usually, she'll wear the converse to seem a bit more casual.
Her thin lips are coated with light pink lipstick and her eyes are topped with black eyeliner. A small studded piercing decorates above her lip, giving her a Monroe piercing.
Godly Parent[/b]: Hades.
Special Ability(s)[/b]: As a daughter of Hades, Ashe's abilities are a bit stronger. She is able to summon skeletal beings from the Earth, although they must be around the area. They also will carry the knowledge from when they were alive. (Ex, someone who died as a sailor might not be a skilled warrior, instead being able to sail).
Equipment/Weaponry[/b]: Ashe carries a sharpened dagger around her waist, although that's it for weapons. There's usually some type of candy on her that's smuggled in from the Hermes kids. Typically, this is Skittles. She carries at least five drachmas on her at a time.
Number of Years at Camp[/b]: Five.
Bio[/b]: Ashe grew up knowing that she wasn't what most called 'Normal'. She was notified at a young age about her father and who he was, seeing as her mother wasn't one to keep secrets. She was well protected and had a mostly normal childhood until she hit age nine. She had many friends and was quite social. During her free time, she was given gymnastic lessons after school and caught on quite well. In fact, she still practices sometimes.
However, when she turned nine, that's when the monsters began to show up. She was constantly being hunted down, but her mother wouldn't let her go. She was forced to stay inside most days and her group of friends diminished, forgetting about her. It was sad, but deep down, Ashe knew it was necessary. She woke up one day to her mother arguing with a man. The child had thrown her bed sheets over her head in attempt to hide and block out the yells.
She was shaken. Quite literally, actually. Two large hands grasped her shoulders and shook her, jolting her body up. When her eyes opened, she was greeted with a shadowy figure standing above her. She screamed and he simply shook his head and placed a cold object into her hands. The figure instructed her to head to a place where she was to be safe. Camp Half blood. She was told to not inform her mother about where she was going, and she hesitantly agreed. When she looked down to see the thing that he had gave her, the figure disappeared into the darkness.
In her hands was a shiny blade. An aura of black radiated from the weapon before slowly fading away, leaving her in the dark. When she stepped out of her bedroom, she saw her mother asleep on the ground. She snored peacefully while Ashe tip-toed around the home, taking what she thought she'd need to make it to the camp.
The journey took about three months. During these times, she was attacked various times by different creatures, managing to narrowly escape each time she was confronted. When she arrived at Camp Half Blood, she was instantly claimed by Hades. For the five years that she was in the Camp, she was trained to use her new dagger as she refused to learn any other weapon.
Other[/b]: Boop.
Skill Points[/b]:
Strength: 12
Endurance: 9
Agility: 14
Strategy: 13
Divine Ability: 36
(Did I do that right? :b)
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((Great, thanks! My char will be Hades' child~))
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((Omigawsh, yes. This series was my life a while ago, lol. Working on an app now.))
((Also, can people play the children of the Big Three?))
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Myra raised her head, a wave of relief washing over her as the girl gave a smile to her. This wasn't too hard,
"Pretty strangely, actually, seeing as we're currently at a school for.." She hesitated. 'Villain' wasn't exactly the term to describe her, was it? After all, she was saving people from eachother. Her methods were, perhaps, not the most heroic. But she was a hero nonetheless!
"People like us." She finally spoke, nodding once in confirmation. From behind the other girl, another lightly bumped into her. Myra bit back a small smile as she waited for her reaction. Maybe it would reveal a bit more about her true character -- unless this was it. Her worries could be dumped away at any moment now, she could have tapped her shoulder while approaching, shake her hand. That's all she'd have to do to get a glimpse into her mind.
But surprises were much more fun.