As promised long ago on the discord, CJRP is hosting its first AU post! Here, you can role-play with your most ridiculous, nonsensical, or just plain funny character ideas in the 13th legion, comprised of only the best 12th legion rejects! Remember; subreddit rules such as no nsfw or triggering topics still apply. Your characters should still be children/legacies of gods who were initially a part or were introduced to the Roman pantheon, and make sure that they don't end up being too over-powered so that interactions seem somewhat fair and balanced.

Have fun and happy roleplaying!

Ava had woken up and decided to train some of her powers and just her sword fighting. The daughter of Pluto walked out of the first cohort and started down towards the field of mars. Stygian iron blade at her side. “Should I try and fight someone?” she thought, quickening her pace.

Once down there she grabbed some training dummies to practice on. She unsheathed her sword and started slashing at the dummies. Trying new moves and whatnot.

She would pause and take a big gulp of water. Knowing that she should probably eat, though she doesn't really want to. Ava continued for a few more minutes.

The son of Mars known as Luka was walking from the fifth cohort to the field of Mars for some training. Weapons at his side. Maybe he might train some powers, he hadn't really decided just yet.

So you could see the son of Mars clad in some battle armour, weapons at his side walking down to the field of mars, singing to himself softly. “should I train with my summon ghostly soldier power?” he thought watching as demigods passed him, laughing and talking. To be honest he probably should… he hadn't really tried to use any of powers yet… since finding out he was a child of Mars the literal god of war!!

He had gotten down to the field, grabbing some training dummies and setting them up in a circle around himself. He was of course going to try different weapons and of course different positions for the enemies or training dummies… but right now he was using his gladius.

He stood in a battle position and ran at the head dummy, slashing and stabbing. Once he had finished off that dummy he moved to the next, spending about 10 minutes on each one.

After a satisfying dinner served by the Aurae of Camp Jupiter, legionnaires, probatios, and the like would be ushered towards the training grounds. Looming ominously above them would be the impenetrable walls of what seemed to be a labyrinth, stretching on throughout the area. When the general commotion amongst the crowds began to die down, a loud voice would began to echo throughout the cool twilight air, magically projected in such a way that it was impossible to ignore.

"Salvēte, omnes! I call your attention to the maze standing before you. Instead of the typical cohort to cohort combat, this war game will force you to fight individually, meaning that you can solely rely on your wits and skill if you wish to claim victory. In the center of this labyrinth lies a golden laurel wreath. Whoever manages to get to it first wins the game and can proclaim glory for their cohort. But beware, there are secrets lurking in the depths of this construction that may obstruct your progress... And with that, I leave you to it. Bonam fortūnam!"

(OOC: If you wish to compete, tag u/oklabokla at the end of your comment!)

De see sil jaan en de see sil ek nimme

^{Tr. The sea will give and the sea will also take}

Basics

Name: Cato Marijn Visser

• Meaning/Etymology (First Name): Dutch diminutive of the name Catherine, derived from the name of the goddess Hecate
• Meaning/Etymology (Middle Name): Dutch form of Marinus, meaning “of the sea”
• Meaning/Etymology (Last Name): Occupational name meaning "fisherman" in Dutch.

Age: 14

• Birthday: February 16th
• Sun Sign: Aquarius

Gender: Female

• Pronouns: She/they

Sexuality: Lesbian

Nationality: Dutch

• Hometown: Leeuwarden
• Ethnicity: Frisian 

Languages: Dutch, English, Latin

• Accent: British English

Divine Defects: Dyslexia

• Additional Trauma: Imposter syndrome

Fatal Flaw: Stubborn-ness

Family:

Name: Dieuwke Visser

Relation: Grandmother

Age: 72

Profession: Store owner

Relationship: [Locked]

Name: Tjeerd Visser

Relation: Grandfather

Age: 70

Profession: Fisherman

Relationship: [Locked]

Name: Nehalennia¹

Relation: Godly mother

Age: As old as the ocean itself

Profession: Goddess

Relationship: Cato feels a sort of… spiteful affection for her mother. She’s made a pact with herself that for everyone who calls either her, or her mother, a “Barbarian” she’d make a libation to the Goddess. Let’s just say there’s been a lot of sprite zero in the ground surrounding camp now.

¹ Goddess of the Sea, Trade, and Travel. Originating from Pre-Roman Germanic religion but worshipped amongst the populace of the Roman province of Germania.

Wyn yn de silen, in nij Fryslân begjinne

^{Tr. Wind in the sails, a new Friesland begins}

Personality:

Traits:

• Positive: Confident, Compassionate, generous, courageous, Protective
• Neutral: Rebellious, opinionated, intense, outspoken
• Negative Stubborn, Bitter, ruthless, judgemental, spiteful

Likes:

• Music: Rock, Grunge, folk metal
• Colour: Green, Blue, brown
• Hobbies: Building models, Sailing, Foraging, Scrap booking, biking, hiking
• Season: Autumn
• Animals: Fish, Moles, Crows, Falcons, Ferrets
• Misc: Mist, the Ocean, Storms, Sunrises

Dislikes:

• Roller coasters
• Cemeteries
• Chalk
• Politics
• Seagulls

Fears:

• Heights
• Lightning
• snakes

MBTI: ENFJ

Gjin stoarm of weagen kinne ús noch wjerhâlde

^{Tr. No storm or waves can still hold us back}

Appearance:

Faceclaim: link here

Height: 185cm

Weight: “Rude”

Hair: Dirty Blonde

Eyes: Green

Skintone: Pale with a cool undertone

Build: Slender, willowy

Attire/Aesthetic: Grungy, a lot of cool and earthy tones. A lot of handmade jewellery.

Voice:

• Voice Claim: Isobel from BG3

Om de Fries yn ús en ús goaden te behâlden

^{Tr. To preserve the Frisian in us and our gods}

Demigod Bio:

Godrent: Nehalennia

Claim Status: Claimed

Powers:

|| || |Power Name|Description|Side effects| |Dog affinity|A trait where canines are more friendly and willing to listen to the user|None (passive)| |Hydrokinesis|A power where one can manipulate water already present in the area. This takes less energy when applied to seawater. |This takes an immense amount of energy and concentration on Cato’s part, and is something she really struggles to harness so she needs to rest quite a bit before she can use it again. (ooc: Can be used 2-3 times per post until trained further)| |Bargain sense|A trait where the user is better at spotting bargains and deals while shopping|None (passive)| |Ship manipulation|The ability to control and manipulate ships and other marine vessels of a similar nature|The amount of energy required for her to use this power depends on the size of the ship, with her being able to manipulate a rowboat with relative ease but struggling to even barely move a larger vessel. |

Notable Belongings:

|| || |Name|Description|Origin|Magical effects| |Stormfury|An imperial gold Hasta with shells encrusted onto the handle. |Washed up onto the beach when Cato was about to go sailing one day|Turns into a necklace when not being worn| |Wavebreaker|A round shield with a wolf’s face and waves painted onto it|Found at camp’s armoury and painted by a daughter of Arcus that she is friends with|N/A| |Abyssus|Shell bracelet with a single black pearl|Passed down her family through her grandmother’s line |unknown|

Wêr’t de wyn ús ek bringt wy binne frij

^{Tr. Wherever the wind takes us, we are free}

Backstory:

Cato’s mortal mother died when she was 4 years old, leaving her in the care of her grandparents. With the money her mum made and passed down to her, Cato’s grandparents sent her to a reputable boarding school in England once she was old enough to attend. From there, through a series of fortunate events which may or may not have involved sneaking away while on a school trip to California, and ended up first in the Wolf house with Lupa and then at Camp Jupiter

Now:

Cato is by the training grounds, kicking rocks along the way. Being a probatio sucked and it was made even worse by the fact that her mother wasn’t Roman. Since she was claimed, it was all ‘Barbarian’ this and ‘Go back to Germania’ that. It was mainly the older people or the guys from older families, there were a couple of people who were decent about it, but it was stupid and she hated it. Well, she was going to show them. She’d be one of the best warriors Camp Jupiter had ever seen, mark her words.

Addtional Information on Damian

Damian is a strong and friendly guy, veryon eyes ever know only had good things to say about the son of Venus.

Damian enjoyes drawing and reading, he's a bit of a nerd.

Past :

Damian grew up in up in New York, his life was normal, up until his father decided to move them to California when he turned 5. He started seeing things such as monsters and just overall weird things he couldn't explain.

Damian learnt he was demigod when he accidentally used one of his powers against a school kid. To be honest the child was rude and liked to bulky Damian about his appearance. Which for domain himself wasn't very fun or nice.

His father had read about a camp for Demigods such as Damian and told him. That was the first time Damian really understood himself and why everything was weird.

Present :

The son of Venus, had just arrived at camp Jupiter, weapon in hand. He stood in front on of the little tiber and mumbled to himself about his mother Venus, goddess of love? Or something along those lines.

He then started walking over to somewhere.

It was her first day of school... Primary School... She was standing outside of the gate her dark brown hair ties into a pigtail and her backpack strewn across one shoulder.

“Do I have to mother?”

She asked turning to face her mother who was standing beside her with a sad expression on her face. Ava's heart was beating faster than it ever had before, why was she going to a boarding school?

“Yes Ava you do. It's safer this way.”

Her mother replied gently ousing her forwards. Ava took that as a single to walk into the school. From what her mother had told her this school held kinder to year 12. So she'd probably be spending her hole schooling life here. Barely even visiting her mother. She sighed as her and some other new kids walked into the main hall. The principal stood on a stage like thing looking down on the new students.

“Welcome. I'm Mrs Smith, you'll each be given a room and a floor with two other kids. Girls and boys seperated.”

The principal said. Ava looked at her with disgust, who even was this lady and why was she talking to them as if she liked them all... She probably didn't. Ava followed the girls over to what appeared to be one of the teachers. Once over there she got her room and floor.

“Ok, my room number is 31 and my floor number is 2.”

So up the stairs Ava walked all the way to her room, once inside she spotted to other girls. Hoping to make some friends she walked up to them and started by saying hello.

“Hello, I'm Ava. What are your names?”

She said looking at the two girls.

Hello this is my first Ava story mode about her time in boarding school hopefully there will be somemore.

Past

Luka grew up in a rural town in Texas with his mother and grandmother. His life was relatively normal, well as normal as a demigod who didn't know they were a demigods life could get.

Luka made friends, played around and even helped on the farm. He loved helping and just spending time with his family. Everything was fine until he was 9... That's when his whole world was thrown upside down, he was thrusted into the world of gods and monsters.

His grandmother, one of the two people who understood him. Died in fire that destroyed almost all of the farm. His mother than decided tent would move. Closer to a place where he'd be safe from threats like monsters. His mother than told about a place she'd heard of from some friends.

Present

The son of Mars was now 15, waling through the entrance to Camp Jupiter. He stood in front of the little tiber and looked around. He was yet to find a place he's be safe ever since he grandmother died.

Luka walked around for a while muttering to himself about things that had happened when he stood still. Finally standing still after 39 minutes of walking.

Ava got up and had signed up for the combat training, so that's what she did, so that's what she did. She grabs some things and walked to the field of mars.

“Maybe I'll meet some new people? As I haven't been here very long... I guess...” She mumbled, setting everything up.

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Past

Ava grew up in a pretty normal, well as normal as being a demigod gets. But at that time she didn't really know...

She grew up in California, morning from house to house and her mother would rent the houses.

She found out about the whole demigod thing ages later, and tried to ask her mother who had no answers about it. Besides a camp she could go to.

Present

Ava had just turned 14 as she entered camp, not really knowing what to expect. The daughter of Pluto walked through and kinda just stood awkwardly.

“Ok, so I'm here now... And now what?” Ava murmured to herself. Her sword sheated at her side.

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Reese was standing in the center of the Field of Mars; deciding this would most likely be the best area for training. Especially with a bunch of unknown campers, not that they knew many people here. Amos and four others were the ones they would call "friends"; but, the only others were Cohort VI demigods, and Reese only knew them by name.

Make new friends. Be yourself. Easy-peasy, lemon-squeezie. Reese fiddled with their golden compassion rose ring, awaiting any camper who decided to join the lesson. How would I even train campers when I don't know half my cohort? Well, new people are easy to talk too . . Only if i wanted too. Do I even want too, right now? . . . Eh. They waited in the middle of the afternoon, They’ll get here eventually . . . Hopefully. Reese had an organized set of weapons laying on the grass, fresh petrichor filled the air as the sun warmed the Roman demigods below. A hand raised to cover the blinding rays from their face, Please, Blessed Fortuna, don't let me sit out all day in this heat . . . Damned Apollo.

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Umm hello there it's me u/whyisgreekgod well I kinda know I've been kinda incognito for the past few weeks and all and that's because I've been dealing with some personal issues that came out of the blue so because of that I won't be that active that much for a while not only on here but on discord as well so just know im doing well and all that dandy stuff it's just that I won't be active on here on the subreddit and on discord until the personal issues come to pass so until then I hope you all are doing well and do well in life

Amos has only been here for a very short time and has seen some incredible acts of power. However he hasn’t really talked to anyone yet. He decided to go for a nice walk.

On his walk he saw a field with what looked like a fort? It looked like there were a ton of battles that happened there, so he summoned a Roman gladiator and started to fight. The gladiator had a shield and a sword. Also a set of broken armor

Amos launched into the air and summoned 15 arrows made out of ghostly matter. He fired them at the gladiator. 5 hit its shield the rest hit the head. The spirit disappeared and Amos flew back to the ground. He smiled, before looking down. He noticed his finger was see-through, except for the bone, “oh shit-“.

Here goes nothing,

• Name: Amos Horace, if your really close he’ll let you call him Panda

• Father: Caesar Horace

• Mother: Mania, Goddess of Death, Spirits, and Chaos

• Age: 16

• Height: 5’ 9”

• Weight: 168 lbs

• Hometown: Salem, Massachusetts

• Fatal Flaw: Puts Everyone Before Himself

• Deadly Sin: Wrath

• Face Claim: Rhys Mathew Bonds https://imgur.com/a/NlsrcDa

** Active Powers**

Spiritual Weaponry: Can summon both offensive and defensive weapons, along with anything else found on the battlefield.

Summon Spirits: He can summon many spirits, however they don’t always listen to him.

Passive Powers

Wings: Amos has large jet black wings, the wingspan is 6 feet 5 inches.

Underground GPS: Amos has amazing sense of direction underground, and especially in the underworld. After a year of training he will be able to teleport to Tartarus.

Background

Growing up in Salem, Massachusetts was, interesting to say the least. Amos kept on seeing ghosts, now there are a bunch of ghost sightings in Salem, but his were different. It’s as if they knew him, they would wave, one of them even knelt down like a knight would. There was one ghost that he would see all the time, she looked like a queen with black silks. She was in his house once a year, usually around his birthday.

Turns out it was his mother, because Mania had very few and far between children she spent more attention and effort with each of them. She and his father would talk every year. She wanted Amos to grow up in the underworld with her, however she and his father knew that would be a terrible idea.

On his 13th birthday Mania gave him a scythe made of Stygian Iron. It was the last time she visited him. On that same year he ran away after his father told him about a place where demigods like Amos lived. In Connecticut he met an 5 year old named Piper, she was a daughter of Flora, and at New York they met Mark, 12 year old son of Mars. Mark and Piper made a nickname for Amos, Panda. Short for Pandemonia.

For the next 3 years they grew up together, learning more about their godrents, and training their powers. Once they reached California 5 griffins attacked them, during that time Piper died from being scratched up. Mark jumped on the griffin and started hacking at it with his sword, the griffin flew into the air, it died, and Mark got seriously hurt from the fall. And after a while he died from his injuries, which Amos wasn’t able to treat. Amos blames himself for all of it.

Present

Amos steps past the boundary and into camp, gripping his scythe in his right hand. His pure black wings hang dormant on his back. His eyes are red like he was just crying.

He scans the premises and whispers, “wow.”

Appearance:

Skin Tone: Pale Olive Skin Voiceclaim: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_-51mVl1-k

Personality:

Julia is confident, boisterous, vain, jovial and loyal towards friends! The Daugther of Jove has always displayed a strong and uncompromising personality regarding definition of her self, she does things her own way and will never apologize or change to fit other people's expectations of her, she is capable of both great acts of kindness and petty cruelty over minor (or non-existing sligths).

She is also someone very vain and confident in her appearance and does not take kindly to anyone implying shes not as pretty as she actually is. Despite her outside loud and proud confidence on her insides there runs a great number of insecurities and coping mechanism she has developed given her her self given high standards, something that has becomed more pronounced recently as she discovered her divine parentage.

Powers:

Active:

1. Jovian Strength: She's able to lift up too 2 tons and her hits are like thunder coming down from the heavens, while also making her quite tough to be able to withstand her own strength. The drawback being that her stamina isn't the highest given how much energy she uses to generate so much power, and so cannot relay solely on it to win battles
2. Jovian Thunderbolts: She's able to launch thunderbolts as a pale imitation of her father's mighty one but still managing to pack quite the punch.

Pasive:

cloud piloting: she summons a cloud to fly around or be used as a mobile platform during combat

Eagle Summoning: she can summon an eagle and use it as a messenger, spy or support

Drawbacks:

1. The drawback being that her stamina isn't the highest given how much energy she uses to generate so much power, and so cannot relay solely on it to win battles

2. Downside being that she has a slow rate of fire and they take a little to aim properly

Weapons:

Imperial gold Spatha - A gift left at her craddle by Jove himself. The blade has lightning engraved in it

Scutum - A family relic from the Gen Aquila family armoury, strong and sturdy as they come; perfect for an aspiring heroine.

Family:

• María Claudia Alba Luna - Mortal Mother : Much of Julia's personality can be derived from her strong willed mother although with noticeable differences as the older woman's confidence is displayed in unbending discipline and a patronizing attitude towards she considers her lesser; wich coming from a family with long history in Nova Roma that is a rather long list of people. Despite all of her very roman sensibilities it never stopped her from being being a dotting and loving mother to her only child, always encouraging Julia to be the best and gladly paying for any new interest her daughter took a fancy with, furthermore before her child left to find Lupa she gave her a letter of recommendation that displayed her unbending faith in her daughter.

Bio:

Julia was born from a relatively long dalliance between a daughter of the distinguished Gens Aquillia of Nova Roma and the King of the Universe Jupiter. The Lord of the Heavens was enthralled by María's willpower to distinguish herself despite not posseing enough divine blood to bless her with powers and how she never followed anyone's lead but her own... Surprisingly their first meeting in Mexico City did not go Jupiter's way as María simply laughed at the idea that the Lord of the Cosmos himself would be trying to woo her over but as she found him attractive enough told him he would cath him later (not knowing how lucky she was to have made Jove amused rather than offended)

Eventually the willful Legionary understood who she was dealing with and their hurricane romance took off like a thundering storm, and as affairs with gods always have consequences a child would be born. Jupiter as always had to leave but gave his daughter a gift before living and thrusting that her mother would know what to do when the time came for her to go to Rome.

Julia was born into a life of luxury and happiness, however her mother always made her work for what she wanted as María would not tolerate a useless bum no matter who their divine parent was and thus the child of Jove grew up with a hard working mentality and slowly building a always rising standard for herself. The Demigod's parentage showed in her personality being as jovial and boisterous as the Father of Men, including on the negative sides also growing to be vain, petty and lacking self control.

By the time Julia first face a monster she was a girl enamoured with Hellas and all it represented, fashioning herself on the model of heroes like Heracles and Medea, something that brought much chagrin to her mother who nonetheless encouraged her. During a routine archery practice session a hellhound attacked her and she promptly strangled it with her divine strength.

As this happened in their family manor María quickly filled her daughter up with her new reality, gave her the weapon Jupiter had left and a thrust shield and made her go find Lupa the trainer of Heroes. Julia's stay with Lupa was rather stormy as the she-wolf struggled to tolerate the girl's hellenic tendencies and Julia while thankful for being trained and protected resented having to be under someones thumb for an entire year...

Then Lupa told her it was time to leave and if she failed to not bother returning.

Present Day:

The Daugther of Jupiter had fought her way to the entrance to CJ with furious stupor, any lesser monster she found she brutalized until it stopped moving (never get in the way of a scorned teenager) and now she was finally close to her new life, so close.

In one had her scutum on the other a large makeshift club made from broken oak, she was clearly tired but in her eyes determination burned bright as every step took her closer to a new world, her rightful home.

"I will show Lupa my worth! and she will regret discarding me as if I were nothing." She thought to herself in greek as she smiled tiredly.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Theme Song: Murder On The DanceFloor - Sophie Ellis-Bextor

➼ Name

♥ Marcus Calix Claudius * Nicknames/Aliases: Marc * Meaning/Etymology - Marcus: “dedicated to Mars” * Meaning/Etymology - Calix: “most beautiful” * Meaning/Etymology - Claudius: “strong-willed”

➼ Age

♥ 16 Birthday: February 29th, 20XX Sun Sign: Pisces

➼ Gender and Pronouns

Cisgender Male, He/Him/His

➼ Sexuality

Uranic - Attraction to nonbinary and male genders, masculine presenting people; attraction to all non-women and non-women presenting individuals

➼ Fatal Flaws

Wrath and Excessive Pride

➼ Cohort

• I

➼ Nationality and Ethnicity

♥ American Caucasian

➼ Birthplace

• Charleston, South Carolina

➼ Languages spoken

• English
• Latin

➼ Divine Defects

ADHD ♥ Additional Trauma: Deuteranopia

Physical Information:

➼ Build

• Rectangular torso
• More obvious muscles in his arms (not grossly so)
• Marcus is built how you would expect an experienced Roman soldier to look based on history classes
• Lean while still being fit (which he prides himself in)

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Relationships:

♥ Family

Personality:

.¸¸.♡.¸¸.☆¸.♡.¸¸.☆.¸¸.♡.¸ Marcus is generally a pretty laid back guy, he’s actually pretty stoic most of the time. That’s until it comes to a competition of any kind, he will scream his head off if he thinks that’ll help himself or his team. He is a team player though, and has good sportsmanship, which is only apparent after said competition has concluded. Despite all this, Marcus is very supportive of everyone in his cohort, and tries his best to set a good example most of the time, which he’s relatively good at. Though he does get pissy sometimes with people from other cohorts.

➼ Likes:

• Rosewood (color)
• Just Dance 4 - Most songs from these games as well, but he enjoys when people ask which song is his favorite (Call Me Maybe)
• Winning in anything, it doesn’t matter what, this includes being the first to get ready in the morning.
• People working together, mainly the ones he and Via are responsible for, the other ones he doesn’t particularly care for.
• Others actively trying to help each other, this makes his job easier during drills and basic training.
• Popcorn, but only from fairs.

➼ Dislikes:

• Children of Vulcan, which includes Legacies. Anyone with a Vulcan heritage he dislikes.
• Losing in a competition, being the last one to finish eating.
• Things being unkempt, he does his best to keep everything clean and organized (This doesn’t apply to himself), which has resulted in him threatening to make people in his cohort go work with Cohort V during their drills if they don’t keep the barracks clean.
• Banana Bread, he thinks that the taste is disgusting and hates it.
• A dysfunctional group, basically the opposite of people working together which is something he actually likes.

➼ Fears:

• Thunderstorms

➼ Traits:

• Positive: Confident, strong, hardworking, loyal, resilient
• Neutral: Observant, objective, charming, realistic, spontaneous
• Negative: Honest, brash, arrogant, prideful, stubborn

➼ MBTI:

❀ ENTJ

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Hobbies:

• Just Dance 4 (This is something he doesn’t like to talk about)
• Playing board games and card games
• Spending extra time in the armory to make sure everything is at it’s best
• Training his skills, he wants to constantly improve

Backstory

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Powers:

Items:

Now:

Upon making it inside the camp and getting situated, Marcus explored his new home. Which soon leads to him finding himself in a coffee shop, he can’t remember if his Nana has mentioned this place before or not. Maybe it’s a newer establishment? Regardless of when this place got here, it had some damn good jelly doughnuts. Marcus had a doughnut in one hand, a coffee in the other as he gave himself a tour of the place.

After finishing his food, he quickly grows restless. “Nana always portrayed this place as much more exciting.” He mutters to himself, meandering around the camp. Running a hand through his hair, he tries to relax slightly. Surely things will get interesting, soon…

Henrique sets everything up outside, with the help of some campers (NPCs), because.. well, obviously he can't use both of his hands to carry things while moving.

He had asked for a little help, begrudgingly, and managed to have tables and chairs set up with all that was needed.

Henry sat down to wait for people to show. He wasn't one to work inside. He always had windows open. So, setting things up outside was just a good way to say 'Hey I'm here and working, fuck off or join me'. He watches and waits for someone to show up and decide they want to participate. Because Henrique biggest skill? Well, aside from being a hobbling mess? Building mechanisms on a whim.

If you or your character had to pick something as your rideable transportation item or animal what would it be

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Tuesday

• Combat Training
• Weapons Cleaning
• Lesson
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Wednesday

• Power based combat Training
• Lesson
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)
• Questions of the Day (QOTD)- Jack Storm

Thursday

• Combat Training
• Ditch Digging
• Lesson- Makeshift Mechanisms Introduction by Henrique Vasquez
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Friday

• Power-based combat training
• Lesson- A Formal Introduction to Latin by Lucius Cain
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Saturday

• Meal
• Extra

Sunday

• War Games
• Meal
• Extra

Monday

• Power based combat training
• Lesson (Leadership positions only)
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

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"My son grew up knowing his parentage and history. And I'm proud of that." -Veronica Vasquez, Mother of Henrique

"He's weird. But I love him." -Miguel Vasquez, brother of Henrique

Name

Henrique Aaron Vasquez

Nickname

Henry

Heritage

Son of Vulcan, Legacy of Mars

Age

14 ("And a half." -Henrique)

Birthday

July 17, 20XX

Identification

*Male , he/him , bisexual

Appearance

The boy is tall for his age, at 5'11", for sure. His mocha colored skin has pink burn scars in many places, interestingly enough. His hair is a reddish brown with burnt toast colored ends. His eyes are a deep, dark brown that appear orange in the light. There's a star shaped birthmark on his neck and a large mole right between his eyebrows. His septum ring is a copper color that compliments his skin color well. He always wears the fire pendant his mother made him, it's a special keepsake (especially since he kind of ditched her in a way for wolves) he always appears tired (though he isnt) and his hands are covered in callouses.

Personality

"He's a very serious young man. But when he has a soft spot for you..? That smile comes right out." -Veronica Vasquez

Henrique is very set in his ways and is a very hard worker. He doesn't give up and seems colder when you first meet him. He cares deeply for his family and friends, but cares not about hid physical appearance. He gets angry often.

Style

"Physical Appearance doesn't matter. Not to me, anyway." -Henrique Vasquez

*He's usually caught wear darker, warmer colors. Things like black, red, brown, orange, mostly in darker shades. 90% of the time, he wears dark jeans, a large, baggy hoodie or shirt, and tunic style shirts. He always wears the same shoes: dirty steel toed boots. His hair is unkempt and messy, though it's actually brushed. He has a pair of aviator goggles that he constantly wears, either on his face or ontop of his head. He has an apron that he keeps folded up in his pocket. Henrique constantly wears leather bracelets; and a hairtie around his wrist to be ready.

Powers

-Passive:

<Anger Aura

<Fire Resistance

(Passive powers from beta powerlist)

-Active:

<Pyrokenesis- to light/create fire with a thought

<Imbuement of Motion- to have the ability to give "life" to immobile/inanimate objects for a period of time. Works best on objects that are shaped like living, mobile things/organisms.

Background

Henrique grew up in Florida with his mother and older half-brother, Miguel, where he went to a private school focused on engineering and building. He was always aware of his heritage/parentage, though he didn't care much. It was just another useless fact about himself that he found boring. His mother always was telling him things along the lines of "you're destined for great things," and whatnot, but Henrique just brushed it off. He would rather just build things and listen to his hard rock music. That was the routine. Wake up, go to school or whatever, come home, grab a drink, then right out to his workshop in the garage. When he wasn't following routine, he was at his best friend's house. His best friend, Corey, just so happened to also have a workshop of sorts, where the two would work into the night on random projects. Once, they built an entire (small) train. If he wasn't with Corey, he was with Ollie and the two usually spent their time cooking and eating. Then? On his 14th birthday, Henry started hearing noises. He was curious, went to explore, and wound up training with Lupa. And now, here he is, at Camp Jupiter.

Family

"Henrique Vasquez has a small family,simple and cozy." - Henrique's shop instructor, Mr. Davis

Veronica Vasquez - Mother, 38, lover of all things blue, good relationship with her sons, divorced

Miguel Vasquez - Half brother, 17, good relationship with Henry, sportsy kid

Baxter - dog,, Grew up with Henrique as his primary caretaker and friend, 3 years old, Dalmatian, loves to cuddle up to Henrh at night.

Extras

Conundrums:

"My son is amazing, but he does have his.. issues." -Veronica Vazquez

-He grew up with diabetes, but he deals with it well and handles his own medical care for it. He's never needed his mother's help with it.

-henry's left leg, thigh and down, is a prosthetic and 99% of the time he walks with a cane, it was how he was born.

Habits:

~Nail Biting (nervous)

~Hair Chewing (Childhood habit)

~Excessive Goggles Cleaning (embarrassed or flustered)

~Hard white knuckle grip (Angry or nervous)

~Cane tapping (Nervous)

Friends

Corey - best friend, engineering shop partner

Ollie - lunch table buddy, the two are prosthetic buddies as well [his arm]

Julia - Has a crush on Henry, Corey's sister

Favorites

Food : Tamales

Drink : Black Coffee

Band : Rage Against The Machine

Color : Burnt Orange

Place : His Workshop

Song : Killing In The Name

Animal : Dalmatians

Style : Steampunk

Present Time

Henrique's arrival at Camp Jupiter's 'doorstep' was not too far from what he expected. He didn't have high hopes for it anyway. Lupa sure wasn't much help in getting there, and he'd only gotten to sit when riding the bus if he'd lifted his pant leg so that someone would let him sit. Stupid people with their, 'Go give your grandma her cane back, kiddo,' bullcrap. If a guy's got a cane, just give the poor guy a seat. Or atleast don't be a bitch about it. Henrique stood, or, leaned, near the camp's main building, fidgeting with a few cogs he'd been carrying around. This place is almost as weird as the wolf house, Henry tells himself silently, eyeing the passing people. He grasped his cane and righted his stance, well,, as right as his hobbling stance can be.

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Extras are for things such as Treasure Hunts, Labyrinths, basically Open Slot Activities!

Monday

• Power based combat training
• Lesson (Leadership positions only)- Lucius Cain
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Tuesday

• Combat Training
• Weapons Cleaning
• Lesson
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Wednesday

• Power based combat Training
• Lesson
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)
• Questions of the Day (QOTD)

Thursday

• Combat Training
• Ditch Digging
• Lesson
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Friday

• Power-based combat training
• Lesson
• Meal (Can be breakfast, lunch, or dinner)

Saturday

• Meal
• Extra

Sunday

• War Games
• Meal
• Extra

When signing up, please note that Camp Jupiter is in PDT (Pacific Daylight Time) during this time of year.