Claiming:Camp/Nikolai Vorobyov

Name: Nikolai Vorobyov

Gender: Male

God Parent: Apate, Eris, Nyx

Mortal Parent: Erik Vorobyov

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Personality: Despite being the son of the goddess of trickery, Nikolai absolutely despises being lied to. Of course, that doesn't mean he dislikes lying himself. In fact, he actually enjoys not only lying, but causing havoc in camp. The son of Apate is very cunning, usually finding way to make everything go the way he prefers; his way. Like most of his cabin mates, Nikolai is quite sly as well. Not only this, but when he wants to, he can be manipulative. Very manipulative. Nikolai is actually quite good at making plans. Due to this, he usually analyzes ways to take his opponent (in battle) down the quickest way possible. Most of the time, he relies more on his weapons rather than his powers. He usually saves his powers for when he's quite desperate and knows there's no other way out, or when he's harmed to the point where with just a blow, his life could be put at risk (although when is it not? He's a demigod).

There's only one other reason he'd use his powers-- Sofia Volobyov. His sister is practically his life. Having lost their father, Nikolai grew up being the fatherly figure in her life. Although he's quite protective of her and wouldn't hesitate on beating anyone who hurts her, he leaves her to make her own mistakes, knowing its the only way she'll be able to live in the real, cruel world. Of course, he's always keeping an eye in case he has to intervene or save her skin from turning into monster dinner. When Nikolai is with her (which is practically all the time), he speaks in Russian. Its mainly because he wants some privacy and he knows that not many speak Russian, thus making it harder to eavesdrop on them and perhaps blackmail them.

Putting all of this aside, Nikolai is quiet. He prefers to be left in the dark rather than to be in the spotlight. Many say he's antisocial, but he just prefers to be behind the scenes. Usually, Nikolai follows his instincts rather than his mind when it comes to battle, unlike his sister, who relies more on her mind rather than instincts.

(This has stuff to be added, but its the base, so it could be claimed with just this.)

History: Nikolai Vorobyov is the product of Erik Vorobyov, a well-known Russian asshole, and Apate, the goddess of trickery. Erik was a man who slept with many woman, going with the alias Vladimir Volkov. Why would he have an alias? It was quite easy. He was the son of the then president of Russia. Erik grew to be a spoiled little brat who held no respect for the female population of Earth. His father never paid him any attention, due to it being always on the problems of Russia and all of that crap. The more women 'Vladimir' slept with, the more rumors circulated in the media, causing Erik to make up more and more lies. This, effectively, captured the attention of Lady Apate. Erik was a strong believer of the Greek Mythology and had worshipped them since he was a little boy. He even expected to eventually be visited by a God, so he wasn't surprised when Apate introduced herself to him during a presidential party. It kind of startled him, since he had thought gods went by different names in Earth. When he asked Apate of that, she evaded the question. Throughout the night, the pair flirted endlessly. this caught the attention of the few undercover paparazzi that had snuck in with disguises. Pictures were taken of the pair sneaking away from the party. That same night, in one of the many bedrooms, they had sex.

The next day, when he woke up, Apate was already gone. There was nothing to prove of what happened the previous night except Erik's sex hair and all of the lipstick marks on his body.

That same day, the pictures taken the previous night by disguised paparazzi were sent to many magazines. Many of the women that slept with Vladimir slowly began to realize who they had previously slept with due to Erik being on TV. How could they have not realized they slept with the son of the president? The world may never know. Slowly, most of the women Vladimir slept with contacted a magazine and began to spill. Not more than a week later, it was all on the magazines and newspapers. Russia finally knew the truth. Erik Vorobyov was a manwhore.

These news caused Erik to flee Russia. No mortal would ever find him, as he had hidden in the forest in a house his father had built before being elected as president. Not even the president knew where he was, and frankly, he didn't care. His son was a disgrace.

No more than four months later, Apate appeared in the middle of a cold night while Erik slept. Her arrival woke Erik up. The sight shocked him. Apate held one baby in each hand, both of them being wrapped up in a black blanket. Apate simply smirked and handed him over the babies. She dropped two baby bags full of clothes on his bed, both having a note taped to them. She then ordered for Erik to turn around, before flashing away, never to be seen again.

Erik laid the two sleeping babies down and walked to the bags. He quickly read the note taped to the blue bag.

"Erik Vorobyov, Lady Artemis, the goddess of maidens, has placed a curse on you for being so disrespectful to the female population of Earth and treating them as if they were lesser beings than you. Every woman who lays her eyes on you shall fear you and run away as if you were a monster. You should have been careful, Erik. Now you must pay the consequences. The only exception to this curse is your daughter, Sofia Vorobyov. I will be watching you closely, Erik, so be careful with your actions towards Sofia. -Apate"

The second note said:

"The girl is our daughter, Sofia Vorobyov. The boy is our son, Nikolai Vorobyov. When the kids turn 15, a note shall appear telling them of who their mother, which is me, truly is. I want you to train them with real weapons such as swords, dagger, throwing knives, and a bow and arrow, as well as teach them about Greek Mythology. Take care, Erik. And watch your back for you never know what'll happen. -Apate"

WIIIIIIIIP.

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This won't be a WIP for long. Until tomorrow, probably. c: