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Track!

Just a WIP right now.

Is it required to have a theme song for our character? at least to be accepted

{Angel ~ O ~ Klironomos}

Basic Information

Nicknames: Angel, Feathers
Gender: Non-Binary
Age: 19
Sexuality: Pansexual
Hometown: Valpariso, Florida
Godly Parent: Hades

Psychological Information

Personality: Doesn't really care much about what people think of them most of the time but sometimes will become extremely self-conscious and uncomfortable. They commonly go from one mood to another but rarely to the extreme. An example would be from being peacefully happy and sociable to apathetic and antisocial. They're smart in some ways but can be a bit slow on other things, yet tends to pick up many ideas, traits, and rhythms quickly. They can be calming at times and sometimes... not. When they get mad they try to avoid yelling but eventually their voice will rise, and if the argument continues for a while they'll have to stop since their voice gets hoarse quickly. Their resting face can seem kind of unhappy but in reality they'll most likely just be thinking or staring into space. Seems to have an old soul but is truly a young one at heart.
Strengths: Eyes tend to adjust to darkness easily; generally strong, mentally and physical; rarely extremely effected by use of her powers; you don't notice them next to you
Weaknesses: You don't notice them next to you; eyes are more affected by bright lights than most, sensitive eyes; can't focus on minor things, like in comparison to a drakon about to land on her she won't notice the wild boar about to attack
Likes: Comfortably quiet rooms; dark areas where she can still see without strain; rain, lightning, and thunder, stormy days; big dogs, including hellhounds; minor physical contact with friends, like being pressed up against one another
Dislikes: Arachnids, insects, that sort of thing; loud noises in the dark; snobby people who think they are all the rage, despite herself being snobby some rare moments; dealing with problems but she still deals with them, just doesn't like them; people yelling or raising their voices at them, and showing visible weakness to the yelling; being mis-gendered due to their more feminine body
Fears: Falling from high places, but seems OK to be up in trees though
Goals: To try and avoid being snarky or mean but will sometimes end up being so, unfortunately

Combat Information

Powers: Shadow manipulation; shadow travel; reanimating skeletons/corpses to her control; can control large chunks of rock or other minerals, struggles to control and summon, easily tires from this too; summoning dead spirits to communicate, struggles with this without sacrificing food; can sometimes tame/calm hellhounds
Weapons: 40" inch double-bladed, Stygian Iron sword, long hilt, built for two hands, has a small bit of raw jasper planted in the middle, right underneath the blade; Celestial Bronze hook-shaped, one-sided blade (inside the hook,) long hilt to hold with one or both hands
Armors: Old, leather-brown, cloak built to resist most minor explosions, and the common (celestial bronze, stygian iron, steel, those sorts of materials) weapon
Other Items: Small puzzle-like object, which seems to have multiple end results somehow, if thrown on the ground hard enough to shatter, it will reform with a pale orange force-field large enough for two people, only holds for a short time and seems to drain them(Angel.)
Strengths: Generally strong from years of training; plenty of stamina for physically fighting and her powers; is rather agile
Weaknesses: Not exactly sneaky most of the time with monsters; can get nervous when in close proximity with dangerous monsters

Social Information

Mortal Parent: (Mother) Charlie O Klironomos
Other Family: (Uncle) unknown; (Cousin) Anne
Crush: Open
Significant Other: Open

Other Information

History: They came to Camp Half-blood when they were an eleven-year-old. They simply remember running from some humanoids with fiery hair, it was actual fire, and mismatched legs; one some shaggy-equine animal and the other metallic. They'd cut down two of them with her hook-sword But there were three left. Their mother told them to run and meet their cousin somewhere but they couldn't find her and was found by the group of five... whatevers. They were trying to get some ground and ended up running towards the Camp where they realized the monsters couldn't follow them.
Theme Song: N/A
Quote: "Maybe we could finish this before starting that."
Other: I'm not sure who my irl godly parent would be but Hades if i get to choose. By the way I'm not sure how active I'll be due to school and homework and all, and may only get on around 10:00 CST (Central Standard Time)

Could Angel possibly be the head counselor of the Hades cabin?

Angel was not too happy when they woke up, having ended up on the floor of the Hades cabin. Their blanket was hanging off the bed, and the pillow some how a good few feet away from them. They were a restless sleeper like they'd been told before. Sitting up they instantly curled up with their knees pulled up against their chest and head bowed to protect their sensitive eyes when the nearby window let the early light glare right into their face.
Turning around and standing up, they went to the trunk at the end of their bed. The demigod crouched down with a hand up to their face, blocking the bright sun. Unlatching and trying to semi-quietly open up their trunk they fumbled with some sunglasses before successfully putting them on their face.
They pulled on an old off white tank-top, with a little black crown design in the middle of it, over the skin-colored sports bra they had slept in, and changed pants into some baggy, boot-cut jeans.
They put on a sheath around their waist and slid out their sword already there. Swishing it around a bit, careful to avoid chopping up the bed-posts, they warmed up. They could sloppily swing it around with one hand but had more control of the long blade with two hands. After sheathing the sword again, they pulled out their little magical puzzle. And after fiddling with that for a bit, they slipped it into a pants pocket and lastly pulled out their cloak from under a few clothes, an enchanted sketchbook, so nobody would check without permission from them, and a small bag full of mechanical pencils. Tying the cloak around their waist with a thin, yet strong, gold string like a jacket, they were ready to go. They ran their hand through their short dark hair and pulled the two-way door open
Despite the glasses they still squinted at the light, which seemed unnaturally harsh to them, and had to shield their eyes from it. With a sigh they suddenly noticed the screeching of tires a way over the hill, though certainly much farther. While most campers headed towards the pavilion for breakfast they sprinted up the hill. Standing near the tree which signified the Camp they looked out along the road.

Angel wasn't expecting many people to first come to camp via the road without a car, or through the woods, so they stiffened when they felt some presence. Multiple people were coming but they could only feel a few of them since they were either dying or hurt, minorly or majorly. But what stood out to them like a sore thumb was the feeling of some Hades magic at work. Wether it was from a child of Hades or summoned by their father himself, they didn't know.
They didn't bother running down the hill, wary of the new people heading towards the camp. Thinking of getting some food from the pavilion they were tempted to just let them get on their own.

Angel had seen the boy, Xander, and then saw him run off. They noticed he was headed towards the woods, where they noticed a strong sense of death or dying... ness. They unsheathed their sword and ran down the hill towards where they saw the kid and skidded to a stop on the gravel road. Planting their sword in the ground they quickly untied and tied their cloak now around their neck, praying they didn't look too ridiculous. They plucked their sword from the ground and dashed into the woods.
They quickly found the boy, and the wounded girl. "All I wanted was a normal day..." they muttered, lowering their sword with a deep sigh. Angel noticed the different yet familiar auras. The aura of nearing death could be found on the girl but they recognized the aura of being a child of Hades on the boy.
They sheathed their sword but kept a hand on the hilt, since the harmed demigod seemed wary and willing to kill them.

Angel narrowed their eyes at the boy, but shifted deeper into the shade since the wind shifted the branches and sun glared into their eyes. Taking in a deep breath, they said "I'm Angel, and how about we get out of the forest before we start arguing. I'd rather eat breakfast before getting shredded by a monster." They brought out their little magic puzzle and fiddled with it. It was covered in small markings and swirls and was like those little picture puzzles, where you slide around the little panels to get a picture. They slid the panels around. "Now come on, you're not too far away from camp." They flitted their gaze around looking out for something, such as a monster. The full-time camper knew how dangerous it was in any forest really, including the one inside the camp. They hoped the two demigods would trust them, but knew they probably wouldn't. If they had gotten away from the empousa but not by the camp, they wouldn't have trusted anyone, and something told them these two had dealt with a lot of monsters. Wether they were unharmed in those instances or not.

OOC: oh ok, though I'm gonna wait for scale to reply or something cause I'm not sure where to plant my character now at the moment then

OOC: It's ok, don't worry, I just didn't know.

Angel stood at the top of the hill, looking around and keeping an eye out for anyone and everyone. They didn't hear anyone running but distantly heard a little boy's voice yelling to someone. They tried to understand what to kid was saying but guessed they were too far away to hear properly. Deciding quickly and quietly the full-time camper turned around and headed back down the hill, and would rather eat breakfast then deal with new demigods. Not that they disliked them it was just that the new ones tend to be confused and they -Angel- usually didn't know how to explain things.
They trudged down the slope which wasn't too steep but not gentle either, with a beeline for the pavilion. It wasn't too long to reach the mess hall. They said "hey" to anyone they passed and that they knew were OK to approach in the morning, which was most people since the ones who didn't want to see anybody in the morning usually just stayed in their cabin to sleep.
With a plate of over buttered and over syrup-ed pancakes, at least considered that by most other demigods, two strips of bacon, and glass of orange juice, they sat down at her table. For all they knew, nobody else would be sitting at their table. Their cloak, still tightly tied around her waist, hung off the back of the bench and took up some of the space next to them on both sides.

They had wolfed down their pancakes but slowed down at their bacon, since they would usually nibble at pieces of it. It was a silly little quirk of their's. Angel had only sipped at their orange juice before standing up and gathered their plate, fork and knife, and glass. Taking a brief pause they pushed up their sunglasses, since they were going to be training a bit today and would be in the sun. In the process they nearly dropped the glass but thankfully didn't, and returned it to the ever-growing pile of dishes at a little metal out-crop with a shuttered window, near the other end of the breakfast buffet table, where eventually at the end of breakfast, the harpies would bring in to start washing them.
Angel stretched her arms above her head, and was startled by Nathan's sudden appearance at his table. Glancing at him out of the corner of their eye, they relaxed, lowering their arms. Ares kids... the child of Hades thought, Almost always so loud. Of course they could be wrong since some kids went against the stereotypes of being the kid of some god. Example; them. They weren't as moody as everyone would think a child of Hades would be. Sure they'd have bad days but eh, not much. They pushed their shoulders back briefly.

Hey rose, I was wondering if you had a spoiler or something of all your characters cause I can't find the forms for some of them.

Angel was, once again, surprised by Nathan's quick movements, but certainly wasn't bothered. They were hoping to talk with someone and since she was about to go train, she would probably need a training partner and who better for a training partner than a child of Ares. Letting out a small, light-hearted laugh, they assured him he wasn't bothering them. "Don't worry you're not botherin' me, and good morning to you too." They stretched their arms behind them before asking him a question. "By the way, you have any plans for the day? I was gonna go train with sword-fighting for a bit."
They ran their hand through their short hair, and then flattened any locks of dark hair that decided to stick up. Their nervous energy left them either messing with the golden strings on their cloak or messing with the puzzle in their pocket. They decided to pull out their little puzzle. It was roughly the size of a rubix cube, and the same shape too. Each side was a different sliding puzzle, and each sliding puzzle had multiple end results somehow. The side of the puzzle cube they were fiddling with was covered in small dashes, which would make a variety of symbols.

The edge of their mouth quirked up, and they nodded. "Yeah," Angel answered "Just about to go so if you want to finish eating or something that's fine." They expected the hyperactive son of Ares to finish his breakfast since they always supposed that he would get sidetracked. They themselves did at times, thanks to ADHD, and was nowhere near as hyper as him. Usually they would get annoyed by people who were as hyper as him, at least that was when they were eleven and didn't quite know how dangerous their life could be. Now they found it near hopeful that someone could appear to be so optimistic, and a good few of the campers were that optimistic.
They continued to mess with their small puzzle-cube. They'd halfway finished it, unbeknownst to them. Half the time they messed with the small cube they just ran their fingers over the small scuff marks and grooves.

OOC: when you really wanna respond but the character your character is talking with hasn't responded yet
Angel's sheath was angled so they it nearly pointed behind them at a 45 degree angle. The hilt was the only thing of their sword that was visible. A notable detail of the hilt was that it was designed to look like Hades' symbol. The entire symbol looked a lot like a ballerina so they called the round, incomplete circle part of the hilt the arms, that rounded up to the side of the blade and would go over the sides of the sheath. The head-ish part was engraved on what would be a normal hilt and smoothed out to even with the rest of the base where the arms came out. About an inch under the arms though, the "tu-tu" signified where the actual grip of the hilt began. Unlike the normal symbol though, where the "legs" shortened to a point, they were thick and had a little what they called an out-crop at the end so the user's hands wouldn't slip.
Unlike what most people would probably expect of them, Angel wasn't small, or petite, or delicate. They weren't any of those stereotypical adjectives that a stereotypical guy would expect a stereotypical girl (or just someone feminine) to be like. Years of training had left them toned, yet the days outside in the usually not-so-cloudy, which they found disappointing, they were still pale. In the sun the brown in their dark hair actually showed up, and ended up a similar color to their chestnut-colored eyes.

Angel smiled slightly at his actions and nodded. They followed him _{to the arena, debating wether or not to use their Stygian Iron sword or one of the wooden swords the arena usually had laying around. The children of Ares were good fighters yet Stygian Iron was dangerous to demigods, monsters, and gods. Sending someone to the infirmary was not on their today's to-do list. Angel strode calmly next to Nathan.}

Just gonna say... the RP thread has gone dead...

yeah, i guess so,
just don't want it to die since it's been a pretty awesome thread so far

Ah don't worry, nice to know the owner's back.