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Run through the grass, ooh, ooh
While the sunset goes down
The pink light is vivid
I drew you, your beautiful self

Name:Violet kims
GenderFemale
PronounsShe/her/hers
Race/nationality: Japanese-american
Birthday: Octobber 4th
Zodiac sign: Libra
Birth flower: Marigold
Birthstone: Opal


Godly parent: Child of Aphrodite


Personality: A humble leader, a clear communicator, and advocates for self-love and self-resilience. Violet has the personality traits of a well-rounded queen. She acts like one, too. She loves being the center of attention but isn't stuck up to the point of nobody enjoying her company. Whenever she acts 'better' then anyone she doesn't even notice her own behavior. However, Violet is a joyous soul and admires everyone's beauty and self. She is very sure of herself and confident. Her whole life she's been treated like a princess so naturally she would act like one now. Violet can also brag a lot and come off as mean. She isn't trying to, she just expect everyone to love her automatically.

History: Violet grew up in a very rich, posh, and easy lifestyle. Her father was a CEO of a large modeling company that made great money. She didn't have her mother, but her father told her many stories. She would need to know about the great aphrodite and the Greek mythology. Aphrodite had told him that he would need to tell Violet these things. Aphrodite, before leaving, could tell that Violet was a special soul. Not that she was overpowered, better than anyone, or anything to do with powers - but that she had a strong soul and a resilient state of mind. Violet had vague memories of being held by her mother, so the stories her father told her added up. In fact, she believed every word she was told. She herself went to a private middle school and high school. There, she was loved by everyone. She lived the true high school in a rom-com experience. She received confessions on the regular, always surrounded by friends and admirers, amazing grades, and teachers who loved her. When she was 16, her father said it was about time to go to Camp Half-Blood. You could say that Violet did not experience any scary, violent, or out-of-the-usual things until she arrived at camp. Then she got a reality check.

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Likes:
🜲 Shopping
🜲 Being the center of attention
🜲 Having a large friend group
🜲 Good grades
🜲 Interacting with new people
🜲 The color pink <3

Dislikes:
🜲 Cheap things
🜲 Sour foods
🜲 Raw tomato
🜲 Rhinos (random animal she dislikes)
🜲 Misquitos

The day passes so quickly that it is forgotten
heart flying in the clouds
follow your scent
When the raindrops explode, oh, will I miss you?

I'm tired of being careful, gentle
Trying to keep the water warm
Let me under your skin

Name: Seth Springs
Nicknames: None at the moment
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He // him
Sexuality: Bisexual
Age: 16
MBTI: Intp

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Nationality/race: American
Birthday: April 3rd
Zodiac sign: Aries
Birth flower: Daisy and sweet pea
Birthstone: Diamond
Least favorite food: Spinach
Favorite food: Lasagna
Favorite flower: White roses
Favorite colors: Silver, black, white, orange, blue
Favorite animal(s): Spiders :)
Allergies: Peanuts
Fears/Phobias: Being forgotten

Aesthetic: Skater, emo, grunge
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Godly parent: Hermes
Earthly parent(s): Adeline Springs (Deceased: Biological mother), Raymond Caves (Adoptive father), Olivia Caves (Adoptive mother)


I said too much, it overflowed
Why do I always spill?

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History:
Seth's birth mother passed away when he was 4. He was adopted into a caring family that had no idea whatsoever that their new child was a demigod. Or that he was going to develop supernatural abilities as he got older. Of course, they also did not know that he would be hunted by countless monsters; and would see a lot of scary, out-of-place, and odd things. He found out he was a demigod when he was 6 without really understanding that he was. It was only small things that he noticed; so he never thought about it much. Especially since he was so young, he was led to believe by his mother and father that it was all just a part of his imagination. However, when he was 8 things started to get worse. It got scary in the real world, odd things started happening, and he felt like he was always being watched. When he was taken to the doctor they found nothing wrong. At some point, his parents started to see him as 'weird' and moved on. Then, the bullying happened. Kids would also start to think he was weird. They would push and shove, pick on him for the smallest of things. He would go home crying daily. When he was 9 he was waiting outside of his school and a strange man approached him. Sensing a sort of danger he ran away. He didn't know why he was running or where he just took off. He hid in a park for hours.

He had never spoken, knew about, or met his godly parent. This was one of those rare encounters where he did. He met Hermes, in human form, in the park that night. There he sat, on the bench nearest the swings with a sort of smile on his lips. He was the one who guided him to Camp Half-Blood, to explain things to him. He didn't know how he had been so lucky. A lot of people don't meet their godly parents for so long. Much less have more than a few minutes - if not seconds - of conversation. Here he was for hours. When he was at Camp Half-Blood he learned quickly.

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Personality: Seth is much more introverted than anything. He is one to hesitate a lot before approaching someone. Seth is also a bit of a downer at times. He enjoys observing people and keeping to himself. He barely ever speaks his opinion and agrees with a lot of people to keep the peace. When he gets close to someone, he is very creative and likes to talk a lot and go on and on about his interests. He's artistic, loves music, and is very good at playing soccer. He's shy at first of course, but after a while, he becomes less shy and more silly. However, if he were to be talking to someone he's close to and a stranger approached them he would automatically shut down. Seth is constantly nervous about over-speaking/over-sharing and overthinks often about simple situations.

Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God, I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap

I want you
I hold one card
That I can't use
But I want you


Name: Kylo
Nicknames: Ky (Kai), lolo (Old nickname from his childhood)
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him/him
Sexuality: Homosexual
Age: 18
MBTI: Entp (He's more of an Ambivert)
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You're coming back
And it's the end of the world
We're starting over and I love you darlin'
And I am done, dear

Nationality/race: German American
Birthday: May 5th
Zodiac sign: Taurus
Birth flower: Hawthorn
Birthstone: Emerald
Least favorite food: Pickles
Favorite food: Spaghetti
Favorite flower: Lilac
Favorite colors: Black, white, dark blue, purple, red
Favorite animal(s): Crow
Allergies: None
Fears/Phobias: Atychiphobia (Fear of failure)

Aesthetic: Emo
Godly parent: Ares

You're in the house
And I am here in the car
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History: Kylo grew up with both of his parents. Because his mother, after having him, moved on from Ares. Both of his parents were very kind and hard-working. Kylo had a hard time in his studies and usually would skip his classes. He would get in trouble often and even be suspended for small things he didn't even do. He had a best friend named Alec. Kylo had a huge crush on him. Ever since they were 9, they met when they were 6. Alec passed away when they were 12. Kylo carried a huge burden; he only looked like he recovered quickly. When really he always felt lost. He always felt regret. He did do his best to stay stong since that's what Alec would have wanted. Even after all his suspensions, his mood swings, his parents always stayed loyal to him and told him it was alright. His mother knew everything about the whole demigod thing, and that she had dated a god. She would tell Kylo stories but only when he was 13 did she tell home the full truth. Kylo saw through the mist later than most. When he was 14. Only then did he believe the stories he was told. It was his mother who brought him to Camp Half-Blood. She didn't want him to get hurt like in the stories she heard, or to be hunted down. It was very difficult for him to leave her. However, he still visits her once in a while, like summertime.

Personality: Kylo is thoughtful, considerate, and passionate about his hobbies. He loves to meet new people and to observe. He succeeds in social interactions, negotiation, and cheering others up. Sometimes he prefers to be quiet and keep to himself. Other times he prefers to make new friends and go outside. Nighttime is his favorite time of day; so often he finds ways to sneak out to just sit down and look up at the stars or the moon. He is also very patient with others. A lot of people say he doesn't act like his appearance, which he finds very amusing.

I just need a quiet place
Where I can scream how I love you

Name: Ariana valian
Age:17
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her/hers
Sexuality: Questioning
Race/nationality: Mixed: American/European, Turkish (Middle Eastern), Spanish
Birthday: January 27th
Zodiac sign: Aquarius
Birthstone: Garnet
Birth flower: Carnation
Favorite food: Apples/Apple pie
Least favorite food: Salmon
Favorite animal: Bunnies

Godly parent: Apollo

Personality:
Ariana is a very kind, gold-hearted person. She sees beauty in everyone and everything. She often takes on the 'motherly' role in friendships. She's very courageous and takes others' feelings very seriously. She is strong, social, reliable, and loyal. She can read others very well. Ariana is good at adapting and meeting new people. She gets along with practically everyone and accepts people who are different from her almost instantly. She's a great listener and talker. She always has the purest of intentions. Ariana loves nature and loves taking time to figure herself out.


History:
Ariana grew up with her mother. They lived in a nice apartment together. Ariana's mother worked long hours at a hospital in order to provide for her daughter. Her mother would often be gone until late at night or even early in the morning. Ariana took care of herself most days, getting to and from school on her own, and cooking for herself. She learned a lot in the time she had to provide for herself. When she was 13, she started to see monsters. Her mother knows well that she had a relationship with Apollo, she knew her daughter was a demi-god. She sat Ariana down and told her this the second Ari came crying to her. Ariana went to Camp Half-Blood at 13, and every summer came back to her mother. She often would leave camp to visit, until recently when she turned 17 and things got more dangerous. Ariana's mother strongly encouraged her to stay at camp full-time for a while and train. So, that's what she did.

Likes:
🎀 Archery
🎀 Shopping
🎀 Meeting new people
🎀 Her own downtime/relaxation time
🎀 Music
🎀 Singing
🎀 Studying medicine and plants

Dislikes:
🎀 Having to stay away from family/friends for a long period of time
🎀 Eels
🎀 Seafood
🎀 Strong winds
🎀 Heights

Powers/abilities:healing, good aim

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Name: Callum (cal) Karvel
Nicknames: Cal
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him/his
Sexuality: Bi-questioning
Age: 19
MBTI: Enfpt
Birthday: May 18th
Zodiac sign: Taurus
Birth flower: Lily of the Valley
Birthstone: Emerald
Least favorite food: Grapes
Favorite food: Raviloi (real)
Favorite flower: Tulip
Favorite colors: Sky blue, orange, black/silver
Favorite animal(s): Tigers
Allergies: Grapes . . .
Fears/Phobias: Acrophobia (Fear of heights/high places)



History: Callum was raised by his older brother. When Callum was just seven his mother left him and his older brother at their grandparent's doorstep. Their grandparents were very old and retired, they could barely provide for them. However, Callum's brother was 15 at the time and was working to get a job. Everything Callum needed he received from his brother or friends' parents. His grandpa taught him hands-on skills, and his grandma taught him cooking. Callum was the one who found out about this whole demi-god thing himself. He ran away one night after getting into a large fight with his brother. He was attacked by a monster in an alleyway. He was knocked out and the next thing he knew he was right outside camp-half blood. It can only be assumed that it was his father that had gotten him there. He had no memory of what happened but he did take a long while to actually figure things out.

Personality: Callum is very social. He's also somewhat of a show-off sometimes. In most situations, Callum is the person who constantly breaks the silence with a stupid comment or joke. His whole life he was the obnoxious 'class clown', and now he just carries that trait around with him. He is a very active person, always wanting to be outside or doing something. He isn't really good at doing one thing and sticking with it. He's also very affectionate, even to friends. Callum enjoys helping others when he can, often without much of a price. On a lot of occasions, he knows he's talented, but if anyone ever points out a certain talent that he isn't fully aware of he does his best to show it off further.

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Godly parent: Hermes

Abilities: Enhanced stealth/thievery skills.

Likes:
⮚ Surfing
⮚ Running
⮚ Sports
⮚ Cooking
⮚ Early morning walks/jogs

Dislikes:
⮚ Most cooked vegetables
⮚ Overly rude people
⮚ Having to explain himself multiple times
⮚ Being unable to get up and do things
⮚ Not being active for long periods of time

"like a flower"

Name: Waylen Hendrix
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/him/his
Age: 15
Birthday: Feburary 8th
Zodiac:Aquarius
Birthstone: Amesthyst
Birth flower: Violets

Personality: Waylen is very strong-willed, despite his childhood events. He made such a strong recovery that he often denies going through any trauma in general. He makes friends and allies easily with a charming smile and an easy-going personality. However, he does have a bit of a hidden short temper and can get defensive very quickly. However, he is an ambivert and has a social battery that is easily drained. So he does happen to space out from time to time. Other than that; he loves to do things at his own pace. He's very friendly, and talkative. Some would even say he's brave or bold.

History: (TW: (view spoiler)[Violence, alcohol, suicide. abuse (hide spoiler)] (view spoiler)[It all ultimately started with a lot of screaming, crashing, and thuds. Waylen's terrible, scattered, and inconvenient childhood started when he was nine years old. Before all went to hell he lived a mostly normal life with a decent mother and father. An average life, decent education, a nice house, food, water, clothes, and friends to hang out with. Waylen never knew what went on behind closed doors. One night his father came home drunk and angry, which was unheard of since he usually drank in private to prevent his son from being influenced. Waylen's mother had stayed up late waiting for her husband. She was worried. However, she was welcomed by an angry fist. That was where the first scream happened. This awoke Waylen. He snuck down the stairs, only to be met by the brutal scene of his mother's head streaming with blood. He was terrified. He ran up to his father trying to get him off of her, He screamed, kicked, and hit. All his father did was grunt and fling him to the side. Waylen's head hit the corner of the coffee table causing him to black out. The next morning he awoke in the hospital. Apparently, the neighbors heard the commotion and called the police. His mother suffered multiple bone fractures and a minor concussion. Waylen too had a minor concussion and a sprained wrist. His father ran away from the scene the second he heard the police sirens and went into hiding. The next few months were paranoid. They went to stay at his grandma's house. Waylen changed schools. He was here from age 9 to age 12. He got bullied relentlessly at his new school. He got shoved around, and punched daily, he would be forced to throw up in front of everyone by one tormentor so much to the point where Waylen faced a lot of dehydration and often went to the hospital for emergency care. He never spoke up due to fear of the threats he was fed. But he had one friend, Ben. They were always together. He made him happy and they were often at each other's houses.

One night there was a break-in. That night he was at Ben's house to celebrate his (Waylen) 14th birthday, who lived just a few blocks away. Waylen came home the next day to blood everywhere, splashed on the walls, furniture, floor, and even ceiling. Both his grandmother and his mother were dead on the floor. Waylen was traumatized. He called the police again, and he was put into foster care, each family he went to was abusive or neglecting. Although he kept contact with Ben and it was the only thing keeping him sane. Then one night he was notified that Ben had committed such!de due to bullying for being old friends with Waylen. This hit Waylen like a truck. He blamed himself so hard he would break down every night. Everything came falling down, crushing the young teenager with guilt, fear, and other feelings he could barely describe. It hurt so much. His heart hurt, like it was being ripped from his chest. He barely recovered from this pain when one family, in particular, reached out to adopt him and ended up being lycanthropes. He was 16 by this point. Shapeshifting monsters who had found out this child was a demi-god before even he knew. They fooled him, and after weeks of taking 'care' of him plotted to attack him in the dead of night. Waylen woke up to sharp claws and two monsters who were not his parents. He managed to get out of bed and throw his alarm clock at one. He ran to his door and hurried down the stairs, falling in the process and tripping down half of them. One of the lycanthropes managed to leap atop him and scarred his waist. Blood went everywhere, but he got out - not running fast due to the searing pain in his side. The sun came out just in time. Waylen was in such shock he didn't even process that he had just seen monsters. For the next few days, he was chased by countless monsters. He was scarred so badly that he passed out on the sidewalk.

Waylen woke up in a large, fancy, but comfortable bed. Two elderly people greeted him introducing themselves as Rose and Ken. They were demi-gods that had aged and moved to attempt to be normal. They said they had been sent a message in their dreams about him being in trouble. Rose, a daughter of Apollo, healed him as best she could. They got him to camp half-blood a week later when he was fit enough to walk. Although he had been talked to about everything he was in such solid shock and denial, that at camp, he took such a small amount of time to adapt. He pushed his trauma to the back of his mind. (hide spoiler)]

Likes:
+ Chocolate
+ Pudding
+ Sweets in general
+ Gum, is always chewing gum
+ Beaches
+ Horror movies
+ Skating
+ Writing
+ Socializing
+ Dogs

Dislikes:
- White chocolate
- Cramped spaces
- Having no freedom
- Not being able to fidget

Abilities/talents: Fire control, the ability to make fire, good with mechines

Family: Mother (deceased) Emily Hendrix, Father (Missing) Robert Hendrix, grandmother (deceased) Martha Hendrinx (
Godly parent: hephaestus

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Name: Jesse (Pronounced: Jes-see)
Nickname: Jess, jes, jez
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10

Birthday: August 9th
Birthstone: Spinel
Birth flower: Gladiolus

Godly parent: Aries
Years at camp: 4 1/2


Least favorite food: Tomato soup, fish sticks
Favorite food: Waffles

Favorite things:
★ Rock and metal music genres
★ Sketching and doodling
★ Spicy and sour foods
★ Brownies
★ Strawberry milk
★ Sleeping in
★ Sparring
★ Karate (He took Jujustisu and Karate for over 9 years)
★ Piano (He’s played since he was 5)

Dislikes:
★ Tomatoes
★ Rats
★ Loud, obnoxious people
★ Not being able to voice his opinions
★ Having no alone time or time to himself
★ having to sit still for a long time
★ Staying quiet for a long period of time
★ Getting yelled at, even though he masks it by yelling back.

Don't want a nation under the new media


Personality: Jesse is a very free-spirited individual. He usually keeps to himself but also doesn’t hold back when he wants to speak his opinion. He isn’t violent by nature but he is very strong. He is willing to fight for the things he believes in, to protect his family and friends, and his own well-being. Jesse cannot be told to ‘stay out of things’ that he knows he can fix. Jesse is also very good at giving realistic advice and taking on the ‘big brother role’. As much as he keeps his emotions to himself, he is very empathetic even though he would never admit it. He isn’t the biggest bragger, but sometimes he does catch himself doing it. Jesse is a proud person and knows himself. He’s very in touch with what he likes and dislikes. He can be stubborn at times, but he always means well. He isn’t introverted, but he isn’t the biggest extrovert ever, It depends on the crowd. It’s worth it to note that Jesse can be hot-headed and easily annoyed. Usually, he just walks off when he feels that way and doesn’t want to make a scene unless he does want to make a scene. Jesse also has a tendency to be reckless and a bit of an idiot.

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History: Jesse grew up in a household where arguing and fighting happened daily. Anger overtook the love. His parents were too poor to get a divorce, but for as long as he could remember they had always been fighting. At the dinner table, in the morning, in the afternoon, at night, and in public. He never invited his friends over because of this. Anytime he would try to make things better or cheer up his mother or father, he too would get yelled at or ignored. His mother provided him only with his basic needs. School, food, water, clothes, a roof over his head, and a bed to sleep in. He never got praised. He never felt loved. Any time he would try to hug his parents, they would shove him away. When he was a young child, his mother would even put gloves on to change him. Jesse was independent for most of his life. When he turned 13 he ended up running away. He wasn’t sure how he did it, but he found his way to Camp Half-Blood almost by instinct.

and can you hear the sound of hysteria?

If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots, babe
I just wanna be yours

Theo Romano / 18 / Sagittarius (12/20)

Child of Hephaestus / 5'11 / Birthflower: Holly / Birthstone: Topaz



Likes:
★Music
★ Adventures
★ New friends
★ Scoailiing
★ Cooking
★ Rock-climbing
★ Collecting
★ Crafting
★ Art, especially painting
★ Nature
★ Hikes and walks

Dislikes:
★ Staying inside for too long
★ Something/soemone restricting his freedom
★ Most grape-flavored things (especially candies)
★ Losing at games, though he isn't a sore loser at all.


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Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours

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History: Theo grew up in Puerto Rico, in town that sits on the edge of the sea, known for its bustling port and its scenic cliffs. His mother, named Eliza, was a hardworking woman who worked as a blacksmith, running her own forge. She produced tools and offered a well-known service of fixing things like fences. Despite the fact that he lost his father at a young age, Theo always had a strong, loving connection with his mother, who raised him with a sense of independence, resilience, and a deep respect for the natural world.

As a child, Theo would often explore the cliffs overlooking the sea, collecting odd bits of driftwood, shells, and stones. He enjoyed immersing himself in hobbies such as fishing and bug catching. His mother taught him how to make small tools and sculptures out of the things he found, sparking a love for craftsmanship. Despite not being a blacksmith like his mother, Theo had a knack for working with his hands, particularly when it came to repairing and building things.

However, Theo’s childhood wasn’t entirely idyllic. The mysterious disappearance of his father left a lingering sense of abandonment that sometimes clouded his thoughts. Though his mother never spoke ill of his father, Theo occasionally found himself wondering what happened to the man who was supposed to be a part of his life. This question shaped much of his growing years, driving him to seek out answers about his father’s disappearance.

As Theo reached his teenage years, curiosity took over. At 14, he started helping out more at his mother's forge, learning the intricacies of blacksmithing. Despite his natural aptitude for it, he found himself struggling with the idea of following in his mother’s footsteps. Theo wasn’t sure if he was meant to continue the family tradition or carve his own path in the world.

At 16, Theo began having dreams about his father—a man who was either lost or hiding something. These dreams, vivid and cryptic, hinted at the possibility that Theo's father was not dead but was a god. These dreams seemed to reach out to him, like a siren's call. This sparked a curiosity in Theo that overshadowed everything else. He tried to tell his mother about these dreams, but she would instantly shut him down or change the topic.

One night, he had an even stranger dream. This dream was about camp-half blood. In this dream, a demon seemed to threaten to kill his mother if he didn't hand himself over to the underworld. He woke up, frenzied, with a strong sense of unease. Without much of a second thought, Theo acted impulsively. He packed a bag and snuck out. He managed to sneak onto a nearby fishing boat. It didn't take long for it to dock; he knew these boats and their schedules like the back of his hand - after all, his best friend's father was a man who spent many days at sea. Once it was docked at the other side of town, he managed to get off undetected. He took the bus to an airport, where he realized he needed a plane ticket to go anywhere. While digging through his bag, he found a ticket to New York. He didn't think much about it, he had a feeling it was from his dad. He boarded, and from there, he set off. He got by easily - he suspected his father had helped him on numerous occasions. Like with money, or places to sleep, or finding routes that didn't involve monsters with a magical map. He found a nearby phone and called his mother, who was frantic. He told her everything, and to his surprise, she told him that he was right to have run away. She told him quickly about Camp-Half blood and his father.

By the time he had arrived at Camp half blood, he took the time to start anew. He had made it there all alone after all

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Personality: Theo’s knack for craftsmanship makes him both inventive and adaptable. Whether it’s building something out of scrap wood or finding clever solutions to everyday problems, Theo’s creativity knows no bounds. He has an eye for detail and a practical approach to making things work. His creative streak also extends to problem-solving, and he enjoys puzzles or figuring out complex situations.

Theo has an infectious energy that draws people to him. He’s quick with a smile and always knows how to break the ice in any situation. Whether it’s making jokes with strangers or bringing a lively atmosphere to a room, Theo loves to be the center of attention. He’s the type who would wander through town, striking up conversations with everyone he meets, making people feel heard and valued. His charm makes him a natural socializer, and he thrives in environments where he can connect with others. His confidence in talking to people, even those he doesn’t know well, makes him seem approachable and likable.

Theo isn’t afraid to take risks or dive headfirst into new experiences. He thrives on adventure and seeks out excitement in all things, from climbing the highest cliffs to seeking out unknown parts of the town he grew up in. He’s the first to suggest going on spontaneous trips or getting involved in activities that challenge his limits. His to experience life fully that drives him forward. He hates the idea of staying stagnant, preferring to take chances rather than play it safe.

Theo is rarely shy when it comes to sharing his thoughts and ideas. He has a strong voice, and he uses it, whether he’s voicing his opinion on something in the community or debating with friends about anything that comes to mind. He isn’t afraid to challenge norms or question authority, and sometimes his bluntness can come off as bold or even a bit brash. But his confidence in his views, paired with his natural charisma, often means that people listen to him, even if they don’t always agree. Theo finds ways to persuade them.

Theo is confident in his abilities and unafraid to tackle new challenges head-on. This confidence is rooted not only in his social skills but in his belief that he can overcome any obstacle, even those that seem insurmountable. Though he doesn’t let his ambitions make him overly serious or stiff. Instead, he uses his energy and enthusiasm to power through difficult moments, often relying on his innate optimism to stay on track.

Theo has a tendency to grow restless when things get too predictable or slow. While he thrives in active social settings, he often finds it hard to stay still for long periods, especially if he’s not being mentally or physically stimulated. He’ll seek out distractions or adventures to keep himself engaged. This restlessness can sometimes get him into trouble, as he may act impulsively when bored or stuck in one place for too long.

Above all he is loyal, empathetic, and just a fun person to be around in general.

Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours

I'm that first-person they talk about in all the books
I'm that perspective you cannot doubt, see how I look
Control the narrative reliably, baby, it's all about me
And I wrote the book about throwing the book
At those who don't do it by it

Quick info:
Elliot Fiore
He/him
18
Bisexual
October 25th/Scorpio
Child of Dionysus

Backstory:
Elliot's life began in a small, sleepy town in Northern California, where his mother, Claire worked as a wine connoisseur at a prestigious vineyard. Claire was a calm, intelligent woman with a passion for wine and fine dining, living a life of quiet refinement. She raised Elliot as a single parent after the mysterious departure of his father, a man she would rarely speak of. Claire adored Elliot, nurturing him with love and care, yet there was always a certain distance in their relationship. A quiet tension lingered in their home, as though something was never quite right.

Elliot’s father had always been a shadowy figure to him. When he was young, Elliot had vague memories of a tall, charismatic man who would sometimes appear in the distance, only to vanish just as quickly. The memories felt like dreams—images of a lavish banquet, intoxicating laughter, and a haze of deep red wine. They were fleeting, and yet they filled Elliot with a strange sense of longing and curiosity. His mother would dismiss his questions with gentle but firm answers, “Your father’s not someone you need to worry about, Elliot. We’re enough, okay?”

Despite Claire’s attempts to shield him, Elliot’s connection to his absent father began to make itself known at a young age. At age 8, he started experiencing strange phenomena: bursts of uncontrollable laughter, vivid dreams of wine and festivals, and an inexplicable urge to dance in the rain or sway to music at odd hours. He never thought much of it until his 10th birthday, when an ancient oak tree in the local park suddenly came to life during a thunderstorm. Elliot drenched and laughing, reached out to touch the tree, which immediately burst into flower, spreading colorful blooms everywhere. A flash of light engulfed him, and his world tilted, but he woke up the next day without any memory of what had happened.

The supernatural events continued throughout his early teens. His mother’s attempts to explain them away as vivid imagination only made things more confusing. It wasn’t until a night at a high school party, when Elliot was 15, that his life would truly change.

At the party, Elliot was having a typical time for a 15-year-old: talking to friends, enjoying the music, and not thinking too much about anything. Then, he felt it—the pull. Something beyond the party, beyond his friends. Something that made him feel both alive and out of control. He felt drawn to the forest behind the house as if the very air was calling him. As soon as he stepped into the darkness, things began to shift.

Without realizing it, Elliot’s powers fully manifested. The trees around him twisted and danced with energy. Flowers bloomed in an instant, vines crept up his arms, and a wild, euphoric sense of freedom overwhelmed him. He took a step, and vines wrapped around his legs. The thorns cut into his skin, but he felt like he was in such a state of ecstasy he didn't mind it. Blood trickled down his arms and legs where thorns had pricked him. His laughter echoed, and the very world seemed to bend to his chaotic, intoxicating energy. People screamed, some ran away, some tried to throw things at him.

When morning came, the partygoers found the aftermath: the forest alive with flowers and vines, a scattered trail of half-drunk bottles, and the wild, unhinged energy of a party that never truly ended. Word quickly spread through town of the strange happenings, and it wasn’t long before Claire received a visit from a mysterious stranger—a satyr named Tiberius.

“Your son’s a demi-god, ma’am,” Tiberius explained, “And not just any demi-god. He’s the child of Dionysus. It is no longer safe for him to be here. His powers are far too powerful, he must learn to control them before they get out of hand. I understand this is short notice but I assure you we cannot waste any more time.”

Claire was stunned, but there was no denying the truth. Elliot’s strange powers, his connection to nature, and his unexplainable charisma were all signs of his divine parentage. The stranger spoke of a camp—Camp Half-Blood—a sanctuary for demigods like Elliot, where he could learn to control his powers and be kept safe from the monsters who would seek him out.

With a heavy heart, Claire sent Elliot away. Despite her reservations, she knew he couldn’t remain hidden forever.

Elliot’s arrival at Camp Half-Blood was overwhelming. He had spent his early months trying to keep to himself. He felt like a stranger in a world of strangers, his emotions erratic and unpredictable, just like the god he was descended from. But soon, he found his place within the chaotic, vibrant cabin of Dionysus. It was odd being his child.

Under the guidance of Dionysus’ eccentric and often absent-minded nature, Elliot learned to hone his powers: the ability to manipulate plant life, enhance emotions, and control the intoxicating forces of wine and celebration. His powers manifested in various ways. He could make the earth tremble beneath him, causing flowers to burst into bloom or vines to whip around his enemies. In moments of extreme emotion, he could summon intoxicating auras of joy or fear, depending on his mood. His laughter had a charm to it—disarming, infectious, and a little wild.

But with his newfound power came complications. Elliot’s connection to Dionysus wasn’t one of calm or control; it was one of chaos. His emotions often spiraled out of control, especially when he was under pressure. His impulses could be unpredictable, especially when he was surrounded by parties, music, or anything that stirred his deeper desires. This caused conflict with some of the other campers, particularly those who took their duties more seriously. At times, his joviality bordered on reckless abandon, and his inability to focus sometimes caused unintended consequences. But at the same time, Elliot was fiercely loyal to his friends, and his sense of humor and energy often lifted the spirits of those around him.

Through his time at Camp Half-Blood, Elliot forged deep friendships with other children of the gods, though he occasionally found himself at odds with more serious campers. The long nights spent singing around bonfires, sneaking out to join the late-night celebrations, and causing a little chaos in the process were the moments that made him feel alive. He began to understand what it truly meant to be a child of Dionysus—not just the revelry and the wine, but the connection to the primal forces of life, death, and rebirth. He felt his role was to bring both joy and madness, sometimes in equal measure.

So now I'm holding myself hostage
Stockholm lust just looks like justice
And enough lefts don't make the right but two wrongs do
Oh man, Sun Tzu would love this
Beating my dead high horse off the high road to low ground
'Cause if you shake your fist at snakes in grass
It looks like punching down

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Personality:
Charismatic and Energetic: Elliot is the life of the party, embodying the wild, energetic spirit of his father, Dionysus. He’s naturally charming, with a magnetic personality that draws people to him. Whether he’s making people laugh with his infectious grin or encouraging others to join him in spontaneous dance or song, Elliot exudes a charisma that can turn any dull moment into an adventure. His energy is almost boundless, often making him the center of attention in any social setting. He has an uncanny ability to lift spirits, even when things feel heavy.

Impulsive and Reckless: True to his divine heritage, Elliot is impulsive, sometimes to a fault. He acts on instinct and emotion, rarely stopping to think about the consequences of his actions. This makes him unpredictable—one moment he might be the life of a campfire, the next, he's leading a group of campers into a prank war with little regard for authority or the fallout. This recklessness is a double-edged sword; it can be incredibly entertaining, but it can also lead to chaos, making it difficult for others to rely on him at times.

Free-Spirited and Non-Conventional: Elliot is the definition of “go with the flow.” He doesn’t conform to rules, traditions, or anything that feels too restrictive. To him, life is about embracing the moment and not being bogged down by the mundane. He’s spontaneous and often refuses to follow the path that others think he should take, preferring to carve out his own, more exciting way. This free-spirited nature can make him seem flighty or unreliable, but those who get to know him understand that he’s just following the call of the wild, the ecstasy, and the joy his godly parent represents.

Deeply Compassionate (when he chooses to be): Beneath his carefree exterior, Elliot has a deep, empathetic side that he doesn’t always show. He genuinely cares about his friends and fellow campers, even if he doesn’t always express it in conventional ways. His kindness often comes in bursts—like offering a random gift, checking in on someone after a bad day, or making someone laugh when they feel down. However, his brand of compassion is a little unconventional; he prefers to show love through shared experiences—like organizing a spontaneous party or throwing an impromptu celebration in someone's honor rather than offering heartfelt speeches.

Loyal (but different): Elliot is fiercely loyal to his friends and to those he cares about. However, his loyalty often comes with a twist—he’s not the type to show it in traditional ways. Rather than being the dependable, steady friend, he’s the one who might drag you into a prank or encourage you to step outside your comfort zone. If you need him in a moment of crisis, he’ll be the first to show up—but he might do so in the form of a drunken pep talk or by showing up with a wild, over-the-top solution. For Elliot, loyalty is about standing by someone through thick and thin, even if his way of doing so is unorthodox.

In short: Elliot is the reason there is so much mayhem at camp. He is often mistaken for a Haermes kid and a large majority of his friends are from Hermes. He often tries to throw parties in secret - his cabin is often empty, so he always has someone sneaking in. Some nights he gives large, loud, messy parties that get him in big trouble, starts food fights, or finds a way to access liquor. He is a troublemaker who is impulsive, conflicted, and probably the most chaotic human known to mankind. He is a menace.

So, God forbid I'm seen just as an average human being
I mean, imagine if protagonists just died in the first scene
I'm the gap between a tragedy and comedy
Don't come at me
I'm the main character, and you have to like me

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Likes:
grapes
parties
laughter
friends
food
pranks
freedom to be himself
free-will

Dislikes:
People who dislike him
Not being the center of attention for long spans of time
basically being forgotten all together
being restrained.