Name: Wynn Baxter
Age: 16
Gender: male
Sexuality: Straight
godly Parent: Hephteaes
Weapon(s): Death and suffocation (two swords)
Power(s): He is a huge tinker, like his brains really speedy and his hands speed at the same time as his brian when he tinkers or writes down ideas about inventions. smart boi. oh and he can talk to machines= like the ones that don't speak human.
Appearance: Brown medium wavyish hair, a scar on his ear that he tries to hide with his hair, hazel eyes. tanisih skin.
Personality: Kind of a flirt which makes you think he might be an aphrodite child, a bit arrogant even if he doesn't say something out loud he's definitely thinking it, Most likely an ESTP.
Short Backstory: His mom often told stories about his dad, some bitter some romantic, sometimes he enjoyed listening to them and sometimes he felt they were gag-worthy. Other than that his life was pretty normal- aside from him getting detention or inhouse three to four times a week. One day something ran in front of their car while driving home and they went off the road crashing the car, he want wearing his seatbelt and was thrown out of the car while his mom died inside the car. it even exploded. He blacked out and woke in the infirmary at camp.
(might change his abiliies later, he good?)
(Its not too late to join if you want too. Please just post a started after your character is up and someone will intereact with you.)
(Hi are the big three children all filled up? Like could I make one?)
(Yes you can be a cjild of the big 3)
(is my character sheet good?)
(Sad, this seemed super cool.)
(@chaos_generator_13 what do you mean sad?)
(is my character sheet good?)
(Its all good. But the god name is hephaestus.)
(Yes, that’s what they said you could do)
Wynn was in Cabin 9's workship area working on a small project while remeniscing about when his dad put the fiery hammer over his head. It was about a day and a half after he had gotten to camp and he had to move to the Hephaestus Cabin the next night. It had been nice to meet his brothers and sisters from other mothers. He set down the round cube and leaned back in his chair staring up at the ceiling. He brushed a hand gently over his ear, feeling the scar on it. he got up from his chair and stretched. He left the cabin completely and looked for someone to mess around with.
Amelia walked down the steps of the Aphrodite cabin. Her foot steps carried her to the forge. She had requested for a new dagger. Her old one had broken in the last game of capture the flag. How it had broken, she had no idea. But she need a new one. She got help design it herself, which was her favorite part. She needed it to be ready soon! What with the next game of capture the flag coming up in a few days.
Name: Mya Rhodes
Age: 16
Gender:female
Sexuality: straight
Godly Parent: Hephaestus
Weapon(s):uses either a pike or a longsword
Powers (if any): none accept for her tinkering ability
Apearance: she has semi long black hair and a scar running along above her right i from shrapnel that hit her as a kid she also has scars like that on her arms and legs she is about 5 3’ also she usually wears zipper sweatshirts with a t shirt under it and wears sweatpants she has silver grey eyes and I think that’s it
Personality: she is usually very stubborn and hates to show weakness around others she also dislikes talking about her past her stubbornness also makes it hard for her to forgive people and she is one to hold a grudge when she makes friend she latches on to them and hates to lose them
Short Backstory: she learned to tinker with her grandfather in his mechanics shop she loved working in it with her as she turned thirteen though her grand mother died and her mother told her about everything and a few days later she ended up at camp half blood other than that her chidhood was basic except for a few minor explosions that cause her scars
Wynn noticed Amelia heading towards the forge and tried not to check her out, he was a flirt but he wasn't a bad dude. She was definitely beautiful. He made sure as soon as he was out of the cabin to cover his scar with his hair he knew some people were okay with showing their scars but he wasn't comfortable with it yet. "Hey gorgeous."
Amelia smirked and rolled her eyes. "I do have a name you know." She tucked a stray peice of hair behind her hair. Today was a ponytail day. She didn't have the effort or the need to do anything else with it.
"Yes but does it really do you justice?" He smirked back at her. He had on a Tank with smeared oil on his face, googles pushed up on his forehead and shorts. "I don't think so."
"You flatter me." Amelia side stepped a small hole in the ground. "So where are you of too, or are you terrorizing unsuspecting girls?"
"yeah well its hard not to." He smirked at her. "Nowhere inparticular, I'm just looking for someone to bother."
Mya walked over to the forge and notice well noticed Wynn being his normal self she decided to mess with him a bit “striking out again aye” she called over too him as she got closer
