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◤(Alexander)(Llywellyn)(Jones)◥(◤Quote, Song lyrics, ect ect◥)◤  ◥ ◤ Just Alexander. Nothing else.◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; Four years
I've been able to stay alive for; Seventeen
I was born a; Male
I'd say I"m about; Five foot seven
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; One hundred and five pounds
They say eyes are the window into the soul; Hazel
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; Medium Brown
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; Mrs Arline Freida LaPointe (Maiden name - Jones)
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; Apollo
I do like; Other men- especially the fit ones...
My eyes can't stay off of; Shhh... You're not supposed to know.
My story so far; My mother, and all my sibilings were born in Wales- in the north I think. I, on the other hand, was born in Montreal. To this day I still don't understand why my mum would move to Montreal. It have had something to do with her cheating, lying (ex)husband. Anways, we didn't live there for very long. My mother was a professure- ironically she had a doctorate in classical studies. Because of her job, she was forced to travel from university-to-university. I've lived in England, Germany, Italy, Greece, Japan for a couple months, Los Angelos and New York- which is where we finally settled down with my mother's new husband- our step father. They have no children of their own, so I am the youngest in the family. Yes, my mother dotes on me quite a bit, but it's balanced with Rodger's strict demeanor.
They tell me, I am; Amazing. Incredible. Fabulous. Do I need to continue? Sometimes, I'm even amazed by myself. So, I might not be the most diligent or hardworking person at camp, but I do have the most fun. I'm also one of the most creative and spontaneous. See, I have this disease that causes me to do and say stupid things without thinking. My family playfully referes to it as 'Alexanderitis.' I'm impatient and impulsive but honest and willing to pay for my mistakes. I may be deeply flawed, but what fun would life be without these characteristics. Now, don't get me wrong, I have a lot of good traits too which is what makes me so awesome. Aside from honesty, I also convey flexiblity, a fairly easy-going nature, a knack for examining fine details, musical and kinestetic abilities. I can play piano, violin, guitar, drums and flute and I have been participating in gymnastics, dance, skating (figure skating and hockey) and soccer for most of my life. In addtion, I have an amazing tongue. I can speak several languages fluently- greek, welsh, french, english, german and italian- and I can speak even more at an acceptable level. Look, proof that I can learn. I just choose not to focus on maths, sciences or battle stragety.
I usually wear; Gold and purple
My weapon of choice is; A short sword with a silver blade, and a black velvet covered hilt.And, a cherry bow, with gold inlay. The arrows are cherry as well with gold tips and red feathers.
I can't get enough of this song; Don't Stop Me Now by Queen
The one behind the god is much more powerful; Wizard of Wordiness
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2011 9:29 pm
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◤AdrianTylerAnderson◥ (◤Looks like a cool drink of water
But he’s candy-coated misery
He’s the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don’t want to fight
You better run for your life◥) ◤  ◥ ◤None, just Adrian.◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; Five years
I've been able to stay alive for; Fifteen
I was born a; Male
I'd say I"m about; Five foot four
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; 110 lbs
They say eyes are the window into the soul; Blue
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; Blonde
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; Kara Anderson
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; Unclaimed
I do like; Heterosexual
My eyes can't stay off of; Hey! What should I tell you?
My story so far; Kara Anderson was a druggie and alcoholic. She was also a teen mom, mind you. Her addiction had her drop out of school and coming from a family of successful people, she was kicked out of her house. And with the money she had left, she of course spent it on drugs. Soon, she started to owe people on the street because she didn't have the money to pay. Yet she kept on buying them. But she found an option where she made money very easily without any tedious work. Prostitution. Yeah, let's skip the details, you're not too keen on listening, I'm not too keen on explaining. Win-win. She 'worked' nightly and it wasn't too long before she became pregnant. Whom was she pregnant with? Me, of course. Adrian Tyler Anderson. Little did she know was the man who was my father happened to be a god. As the addict she was, she kept on drinking and doing drugs during pregnancy which resulted in me having fetal alcohol spectrum disorder (FASD) For me, it made it impossible to learn. Didn't matter much, I didn't care for education anyways.
Obviously, when I was brought in this world and opened my eyes for the first time, the first thing my mother said to me was, "I don't want you. Good bye forever." And after that, I was abandon infront of a adoption agency, which I actually should me thankful for. She could've left me in a dark alley to die instead. Then I was put in a foster family. They weren't bad people, just that I didn't like them. I didn't like anybody. I grew up as a hateful kid. When I was in elementary school, some of the kids who thought they were all that started picking on me. It began with a few insulting comments, but it grew to the point that they tried to physically hurt me. I stabbed one of the kids with a sharp pencil once. I saw so much blood. Despite what the adults told me what I did was wrong, I love the feeling of revenge. I started pulling pranks and steal from them to get back after that. I was into therapy for a while, thought it didn’t change much. The therapist keep telling me s**t and I refused to open up. It wasn't until one day, when they sent me to a new therapist. This one was different. He told me I was different and I belong to a special place where I can train. I didn't believe him at first. I thought he was going to put me in an alysum so I started running. But right as I was crossing the street, I walked right into a one eye monster. A cyclop. The man turned into a satyr, which was weird, and brought me to camp. And he wasn't lying or tricking me after all.
They tell me, I am; I am tricky and manipulative. And a thief, a very good one thanks to my speed and size. The word 'nice' is not a way to describe me, but I can pull on my charm. I'm rather insane sometimes and love to pull pranks... which can get out of hand sometimes and end in the person getting seriously hurt.
I usually wear; Limegreen, green, tan
My weapon of choice is; A three foot long staff with a retractable blade.
I can't get enough of this song; Cowboy Casanova-Carrie Underwood (I'll add link another time)
The one behind the god is much more powerful; Parking Lot Trees
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 6:21 am
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◤MoraByronAdelais◥(◤"I can barely see my way out◥)◤  ◥ ◤Mory, Byron◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; 6 months
I've been able to stay alive for; 15 years
I was born a; male
I'd say I"m about; 5'11"
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; 158 LB.
They say eyes are the window into the soul; bright blue
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; black
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; mother
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; Hades
I do like; girls
My eyes can't stay off of; ( Crush)
My story so far; I never really noticed there was anything abnormal about me. Sure, I was always moving around, and I have known about being ADHD, but, I thought that was just bad luck. Then, during a windy day, I just sensed something was wrong. I looked up and there was some otherworldly beast staring at me, humanoid at first glance but I knew something was weird. I ran as soon as it told me, "Demigod! Die!" and soon passed out, not sure why. I awoke at camp, not entirely sure how I got there.
They tell me, I am; An extremely helpful person. I care far more about others' well-being than that of my own. If someone ticks me off though, whether they're another camper or some scary monster, they'll need to prepare for the fight of they're lives. I hate being alone, and will usually hang with any available camper.
I usually wear; black and blue
My weapon of choice is; A celestial bronze sword, one-handed, decent length blade, and of course a black and blue handle.
An average shield that gets the job done.
I can't get enough of this song;
The one behind the god is much more powerful; Dreamy Mora
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:03 pm
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◤Ventus(Tarasios)(Lindberg)◥(◤Quote, Song lyrics, ect ect◥)◤  ◥ ◤(Ven)◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; 2 Weeks
I've been able to stay alive for; 18 years
I was born a; ( Male
I'd say I"m about; 5'7"
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; 170 pounds
They say eyes are the window into the soul; Red
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; Black
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; ( Mortal Mother )
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; (This is where you place the god AFTER I tell you your god.)
I do like; Chicks
My eyes can't stay off of; ( Crush)
My story so far; My story is a long and troubling one. I've been homeschooled for the passed three years after being kicked out of school for constant fighting. I was picked on for years, because the other kids knew the same thing that I knew. I wasn't normal. My mom tried her best to keep me away from that, and the only way was homeschool. I've been on meds my entire life for being bipolar and depressed. Two weeks ago, I ran away because it was too hard on mom, and she didn't deserve that. One day, I just found myself here, and now I'm looking for my place in this camp.
They tell me, I am; A depressed psychopath.
I usually wear; Black
My weapon of choice is; Scythe or axe
I can't get enough of this song; What I've done, Linkin Park
The one behind the god is much more powerful; Ventus Uchiha
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 9:09 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 8:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 8:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 5:31 pm
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 7:53 pm
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 8:24 am
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◤(Lily)(Clare)(Nightshade)◥ (◤I am not always right, but I am never wrong◥) ◤  ◥ ◤(Lil, Lily, Lils, Clare, Lily Clare)◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; ( 2 years)
I've been able to stay alive for; ( 16 years)
I was born a; ( Female)
I'd say I"m about; (5 feet, 10 inches )
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; ( 138 lbs. )
They say eyes are the window into the soul; ( Grey )
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; ( Brown )
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; ( John Nightshade )
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; (Undetermained)
I do like; (Males)
My eyes can't stay off of; ( No one... Yet)
My story so far; (I was born on February 8, 1995. My mother left right after I was born. My father decided to get a new mother for me, her name was Carol Nightshade (I call her Carol). My dad had a girl named Margret (a year younger then me) and Robert (4 years younger then me). We were happy together, real family. Then, when I was 13 years old, my father revealed that when I was born, my mother left a note saying, when I was 14 years old, to send me to Long Island, New York. But, when I was about to turn 14, my father got in a car crash and disabled both of his legs. Now he was unable to take me to Long Island. He sent me on a plane for Long Island instead. On the plane I met another girl named Emma, she too was going to Long Island too. On the plane, there was a cyclopes and he attacked us. Sadly, Emma pulling out her dagger, got killed in the attack. I grabbed the knife and threw it at the cyclopes, turning it into dust. When I got to Long Island, a satyr found me and told me about Camp Half Blood and how I was a demigod. )
They tell me, I am; (Intelligent, Clever, Studious, Quiet, and Strong )
I usually wear; ( Gray Yoga Pants, and a loose, baggy t-shirt )
My weapon of choice is; ( A bow and arrow that turns into a bracelet, and a watch with a shield )
I can't get enough of this song; ( Viva la Vida, Coldplay )
The one behind the god is much more powerful; ( Author4Evere )
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2011 4:24 pm
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◤(Evelyn)(Jenny)(Kennedy)◥ (◤Death is only the start of a new life, hopes, and dreams..◥) ◤(  )◥ ◤(Lynn, Eve, Jennifer)◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; ( 2 years)
I've been able to stay alive for; (18 years )
I was born a; ( Female )
I'd say I"m about; ( 5' 7'' )
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; ( 130lb )
They say eyes are the window into the soul; ( A strange teal )
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; ( Brunette )
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; ( Daniella Kennedy )
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; (This is where you place the god AFTER I tell you your god.)
I do like; (Men)
My eyes can't stay off of; ( no one)
My story so far; ( She was raised by her mother travelling around from place to place. Her mother was paranoid about finding something. Evelyn had gone to several different school in different countries, thus never became friends with many people. She came to camp half-blood on her 16 birthday when her mother said this place was safier for her, and she would find out the truth behind her unknown father. To this day she's been trying to find out about him and will stop at nothing to find him. )
They tell me, I am; (She has a dark sense of humor but is very kind when you met her. She is shy and likes to act intelligent at times to the point of being a sarcastic. )
I usually wear; ( Black, grey, blue, and some white clothing. )
My weapon of choice is; ( A scyth with a chain attached to it )
I can't get enough of this song; ( Evanecence; whispers )
The one behind the god is much more powerful; ( Evelyn Kenndy )
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:01 pm
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◤(Castiel)(Jamie)(McAnnes)◥ (◤Stand back, I am going to attempt science◥
◤I am dis... Disleck... Dyslec... I can't freaking spell!◥
◤Shut up voices- Or I'll poke you with a q-tip again!◥) ◤  ◥ ◤(Cast)◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; ( One year )
I've been able to stay alive for; ( 15 )
I was born a; ( Female )
I'd say I"m about; ( 5'2" )
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; ( 112 )
They say eyes are the window into the soul; ( dark green )
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; ( Blonde )
My birth parent's blood is running through my veins; ( Carl McAnnes, a wonderful man who was forced into fatherhood when he was nineteen )
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; (----)
I do like; (girls and guys)
My eyes can't stay off of; ( no one right now )
My story so far; ( It's been difficult, to say the least. Being slower than others in math, reading, and spelling had caused me to be ridiculed by many. I didn't think I deserved it, truly, and yet I took it without a protest.
I came to camp a year ago, having run away from my father and my non-existent mother. I was a hindrance to my dad, who had no idea how to deal with me. So, eventually, I became independent to anyone I could separate myself from. I wanted that control, and Gods know that when I was thrown into this supernatural world where Gods and Goddesses actually sat up top, far away, where I couldn’t separate myself from, I had a teeny problem with that. They would always be in control, not me. )
They tell me, I am; ( A little spontaneous, but at the same time completely serious, if that was possible. They call me a little too out there, but others call me too stiff. I guess no one can make up their mind about me... If not, then it's me who can't make up my mind. )
I usually wear; ( green and burnt umber )
My weapon of choice is; ( a knife made of celestial bronze, which is held in a sheath on my right thigh )
I can't get enough of this song; ( Wolf at the door- Radio Head )
The one behind the god is much more powerful; ( Demonkyo12 )
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 8:18 am
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◤AlexanderAndrewMarione◥◤Too late all the damage is done there's no reason to stand up◥◤  ◥ ◤Alex◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; Two months
I've been able to stay alive for; Fifteen
I was born a; Male
I'd say I"m about; 5'9"
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; 120 lbs.
They say eyes are the window into the soul; Golden Brown
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; Brown with light brown highlights
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; Father
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; No one I know of
I do like; Girls
My eyes can't stay off of; No one
My story so far; Nothing's wrong with Alexander, let's just start with that. The boy is polite, and does what he has to. That's because he hates angering his mother, and his father. They're both nice people and they work hard, even when they don't have to. The only reason why Alexander is so nice around his parents is because his brothers always make their mom mad, as well as their step-dad. Not to mention they tease Alexander about having gay hair, and being skinny. It wasn't his fault their dad died, and his mom met another bloke. They even tease him about how he talks. The brown hair, golden eyed boy was born in England, London to be exact. Not to mention he was left there by his father at two months old. Okay, I'll explain. Their mom, Cathy, was in London for business (she's a model photographer), which is where she met Matt, his father. He'd lived in London his whole life and visited other countries to find new spices and tea plants. They literally bumped into each other at a small cafe` in the downtown area. Alexander's mother was covered in hot tea, and his father trying to ask her what tea she got, since he'd never smelt it before. The thing was, it was her perfume mixed with the tea, which gave him an idea. The whole thing between them hit off in about a year. That night, they decided it was time they could...you know. It turns out she couldn't have kids anymore though. So they found Alexander when he was two months old at an orphanage. The boy was raised in London until he was Five, two years after his parents were married. Then they flew back to the U.S., where he was united with his brothers, whom had their father's big ears, wide forehead, and white skin. Apparently their father had been a drunk, because he'd abused them and their mother before dying of drug overdose and alcohol abuse. As he got older, his brothers only teased him, not hurt him, but he'd toughened up and dealt with it. The thing is, his real parent left a letter with him, saying he was special somehow, and that he was to be taken to a special camp around Long Island, which was nowhere near Wyoming.
They tell me, I am; The boy is sincerely sweet and patient. There's nothing wrong about him. Alexander can be a little sarcastic sometimes.
I usually wear; DarkTurquoise and Lavender
My weapon of choice is; A celestial bronze sword in the shape of a penny (with a Greek Omega on it) and a shield in the shape of a rope bracelet
I can't get enough of this song; Weightless-All Time Low
The one behind the god is much more powerful; x-Morticians Daughter
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 8:44 pm
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◤RoseAlexandraBoo◥(◤Tip your waitresses or me.◥)(◤I would like to toast to his toast. You see they don't really know what love is they are 17. He knew I was 17 but still slept with me. This is to sleeping with him.◥)◤  ◥ ◤Boo, Rose, Princess◥
◤By The God's Power and My Parent's Care◥
◤This is what you need to know about me...◥
I've been at Camp for; 1 month
I've been able to stay alive for; 17
I was born a; Female
I'd say I"m about; 5'6"
Poking fun at my stomach? I'm only; 136
They say eyes are the window into the soul; brown/blue
Stop poking fun at me, my hair is only...; brown
My birth parent's blood is running threw my veins; Rickie
The God's blood that also flows beside my birth parent is; (This is where you place the god AFTER I tell you your god.)
I do like; Straight
My eyes can't stay off of; No one
My story so far;
She was born as the only child and was spoiled from her father; after, her mother had left her to him. It was suppose to be only a one-night thing when she was off with another male. But, low and behold she was born.
Her father had given her everything she could ever desire; but, there was one catch, she had to be willing to be a model for this creepy guy who often would hit on her. She would tell her father but he said to ignore it and it would go away as soon as she became famous. This included having the capability of being a cheerleader who was: promiscuous, drinking at a young age, and throwing wild parties at her parent's place.
She happened to realize that her father was more or less getting more money from this deal so left her father and the man behind. She got to another agency and they instantly put her on every cover of the most fabulous magazines. She even had her own movies at the age of 16.
That was when she meet B; off a cover of one of her movies.
Her and B became instantly best of friends. She explained to her how different her life was at the beginning. It seemed like to her it was them against the world. That was until her father had kidnapped her and put her into this stupid camp.
They tell me, I am; The public normally thinks of her as over confident with her looks and that is how she gets her roles. It has been said that she is very bitchy; if, it is the first time meeting her. They also tell me that I am a bit of a slut; since, I lost my virginity at age 15. They don't realize how close I am with my best friends or how I would protect them and at the same time teach them how to get the guys.
I usually wear; pink and violet
My weapon of choice is; my body
I can't get enough of this song; Dirty little secret, sexy/naughty/bitchy,
The one behind the god is much more powerful; ( CuteDarkJustice )
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