Welcome to Camp Half Blood

Name: Dmitri A. Ladro
Age: 18
Personality: Easy going and fun to be around with, have a passionate brotherly attitude towards those younger than him. Somewhat overprotective. Prankster and jokster through and through.
Godly Parent: Hermes
Abilities: Enhanced Speed, Enhanced Thievery, Power of persuasion, Enhanced Strength, Enhanced athletic ability, Cleverness, Hypnokinesis (limited power of this), and Prophecy
Weakness: Using my friends as some sort of bargaining tool, when I use my enhanced abilities too much it can take a toll on me, and incapacity of losing.
Weapon: http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i189/Wayanoru/AgesWhite.jpg
History: I'm that person who makes a fool out of themselves just for amusement and tatical reasons of my own. I lost my mother due to my cruel step-father, she's being held in the hospital in coma. I was adopted into a family soon afterwards I was shipped to Japan where I worked with a ten year old Aion who refused to want my help. After some time in Japan, Aion disappeared in America. They sent me to fetch her as I was her partner for the longest of terms. I arrived in Camp Half-Blood when I was seventeen. Everyone was nice and Aion wasn't the same old killer instinct type of person anymore.
Other: I have this weird feeling that someone is watching me awkward isn't it?

Looks:

Name: Aion E. Sake
Age: 15
Personality: I can get easily scared but if I summon enough courage I can be quite brave too. I'm actually shy towards people who I don't know. If I know and see a familiar face I am usually happy and energetic, though at times I might be tired. I am a major klutz and I like to stay in my cabin a lot.
Looks: Long black hair, light blue eyes, fair skin, and 5'2. I wear a red scarf, skirt, and a uniform underneath a black jacket
Godly Parent: Dionysus
Abilities: Chlorokinesis, Madness, and Alcokinesis
Weakness: Toying with my emotions is one of which people have used against me, my past which I choose to forget, but comes to haunt me, and me being a pessimist most of the time.
Weapon: http://1worldknifestore.com/owProductImages//GH2037.jpg
History: (summary) I lost my mother when I was seven years old, I was then taken in by my aunt and uncle in Japan where I was trained to be a paid henchman. I worked with Dmitri for a while, but during a mission in America I recieved a message that I was only used as a pawn. I ran away from them and stayed where I belonged, in California locked up in the wine factory my mother started. I was teleported by my father to Camp Half-Blood while I was still in my pajamas eating cereal (yay~! Demeter won't shove cereal into my mouth).
Other: I have a pet shape-shifting cat named Avion who can shape-shift into a human form too which is naturally uncommon for him to do sometimes (http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/cedf9930756612cf9705aac620d74864/http://i1116.photobucket.com/albums/k567/Suzie-Chan/Anime%20Guys/Anime%20Guy%20Neko/shape_shifter.jpg)

Name: Marzia Hale

Age: 13 

Parents: Apollo and Lucy Hale

Born: Canada

Birthday: July, 30

Weapon: http://peamuseum.blogspot.ca/2010/11/cabin-boys-dagger-part-2.html

Other: dating Louis Houtarou, son of Hades

Name: Angeline Newhaven

Nicknames: Angel, Angie, Ang

Age: 16

Mythology: Greek

Godly Parent: Athena

Mortal parent: Dan Newhaven

Likes

1. Puzzles

2. A good book

3. Cinnamon Rolls

Dislikes:

1. Orange (color)

2. Know-it-alls

3. Fakes

Abilities: Aura reading (Blessing), Agility in combat, light feet

Weapon: Sword of Damocles

Strengths:

1. Her Wits

2. Loyalty

3. Strategic thinking

Weaknesses

1. Can’t think under pressure

2. Family and friends

3. Blind decisions

Fears: Spiders, Medusa, losing those close to her.

Fatal Flaw: Overthinking

Biggest Secret: ~ Classified ~

Hair color: Dirty Blonde

Eye color: Amber-Brown

Height: 5’6.5”

Weight: 119 lbs.

Body type: Slightly Curvy

Distinguishing Marks: a long scar from the skin between the thumb and the pointer finger to the top of her wrist, on her left hand.

Tattoos and piercings: an owl tattoo on the back of her neck.

History: Angel grew up in a small, shack-like house. Dan and Amelia were her parents; there was no question about that. Or so she thought. On her twelfth birthday, the worst thing she could imagine had happened; her mom was diagnosed with leukemia. Two years later her mom died and she was left in peril and grief. She cried non-stop for weeks in her bedroom, occasionally choking down a bowlful of soup, or a glass of water every day or so, if her dad was lucky. It was months before she could to talk to her family. It took a year for her to open up to anyone besides Luke. He was the one person, I mean animal, who didn’t judge her for how she was different, like how she ran battle tactics with green army men, or how she wrote stories of war, instead of stories about fairies, princesses and supernatural creatures. She’d been like this ever since she could remember. She decided upon starting a new story, but her dad came upstairs and wanted to talk, so she ditched the idea. Turns out it was about her mom, her real mom, she didn’t take it that well though. She yelled at him, and asked the usual ‘Why didn’t you tell me sooner?’

He replied that she was too young and fragile to be told sooner. He told her that Aurora knew too and that she was her protector. He also mentioned a camp where she would be taken, so nothing could hurt her. ~Ding Dong~ .An ear-splitting screech cut him off while on his way to answer the door. Someone blasted through the door and then everything left me. ~~~~~~~ I woke up in a strange place, and Aurora was standing over me, trying to help me up. When I found my footing, I gazed in awe at this strange place.

“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood” Aurora said from my side.

Personality: Angel is quirky, kind and has a great sense of humor. Sometimes Angel might be a little controlling (she gets it from her dad ~Athena).

Friends and Family: Dan (dad), Seraph (Half-sister), Luke, Seraph’s German Shepard and Pug mix (he’s a sweetie), and Aurora, Angel’s best friend.

Enemies/Rivals: ~Classified~

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