Claiming:Camp/Avalon Aspen

Name: Avalon Aspen

Gender: Female



God Parent: Harmonia, nyx, nike

Mortal Parent: Cristofer Aspen

Appearance: Avalon has long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. her style choice is simple and comfy. She loves a simple tee-shirt or tank with jeans and converse. She has this admiration for flowers despite her laid back, ungirly self so she often times wears flowers in her hair.

Personality: Avalon hides her pain of abandonment with an emotionless face. She's afraid to get close to people in fear that they might leave her. She is quite shy. She doesnt really open up until shes known a certain group of people for a while. Because of this, she also doesnt speak much unless spoken too or otherwise. However once she gets to the point where she feels comfortable, she's kind hearted, fun, and determined. She can be a bit stubborn at times. She also has a tendency to sing or hum when something's troubling her.

History: “Once Upon a time, there was young man who lived on a farm. One day, he was out in the back yard under the oak tree when he heard a voice. The most angelic voice ones ears would ever be blesse d to hear. He followed the voice into the towering woods to find a young woman sitting by the creek. He spoke to her, complementing her on the beautiful melody. When she turned around it was love at first sight. The man had never been so sure of anything in his life. Their love grew to a point where they decided to start a family. But the woman had a secret, and for that reason, she had no choice but to leave her beloved behind. The young man was distraught, but he would forever treasure the gift the beauty by the creek gave him… his beautiful daughter. When his daughter was old enough, they moved away to the city and she grew up to be just as intelligent, talented, and beautiful as her mother. Together, they lived happily ever after as a blissful family of two.” He leaned in and gave her a sweet kiss on her forehead…

She woke up from her dream with the sunlight in her eyes. She had dreamt she was a little girl again, listening to her father tell her the same story he always did. It was one of THOSE mornings; the kind that 16 year old, Avalon Aspen, detested greatly. She didn’t understand why the sudden bursts of hatred would come to her so early in the morning, but they did. And that was something she couldn’t stop. For as long as she could remember, she had been living with her father, Cristofer Aspen. In fact, he was the only one she could remember. S he had no recollection of her mother. There were no photographers, no letters, nothing. Avalon’s mother was a total mystery, and that’s what she hated.

Avalon’s grandparents on her father’s side lived in the countryside of Pennsylvania. Since the drive to her grandparent’s house was only a couple hours away from where Avalon lived in the city, they visited every other weekend. To Avalon, it was a way to escape the drama of a high school life. Her grandparent’s 19-year old next door neighbor, Brianna “Bri” McIntyre, was Avalon’s best friend. Bri lived by herself just a mile away from her grandparent’s property; she was the closest neighbor they had.

Unfortunately, a whole day spent with her whole family seemed to fly by all too quickly. Everyone  w as sitting at the kitchen table when there was a sudden knock on the door. Since Avalon had already finished eating, she got up to answer it and found Bri in the threshold. They had hung out earlier that day and it was very unlike Bri to come over at such a late hour. Bri walked in and gave Avalon’s father a strange stare, as if she were trying to tell him something. Avalon’s father asked, “Is it time?” Brianna nodded her head. Before Avalon could even ask, she was pulled out the house and into the darkness.

Together, Avalon and Bri walked through the dark woods. Avalon was full of questions, but Bri was not willing to answer any of them, she just continued tugging Avalon behind her. Then suddenly it happened. Avalon heard a voice. The most angelic voice she had ever heard in her life. She stopped walking. “Bri, do you hear that?” This time, Bri answered. “Yes, but only faintly. I keep losing it.” Avalon ripped her wrist free from Bri’s gras p, “But it’s so loud…” Bri rolled her eyes, “Fine. Then follow the voice and I’ll follow behind you.” As they walked through the woods, more strange noises echoed through the trees. Silently they kept walking through the woo ds, yet a Hellhound flung itself out of some bushes in the distance. The hound began to charge at them, "Run <span style="line-height:15.75pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;text-indent:0.5in;">!" <span style="line-height:15.75pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;text-indent:0.5in;">Bri shouted as she pulled Avalon to the left. They ran, for a little while, but reached a cave, the Hellhound was closing in on them quickly, and Bri plunged into the cave mouth. "Come on!!" Bri shouted at Avalon, and Avalon ran in after Bri. "Bri, Now that we're in here... what do we do??" Bri quietly said, "Follow me..." and she took Avalon by th <span style="line-height:15.75pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;text-indent:0.5in;">e hand and started to walk her through the cave system. As they probed through the cave, they found a tunnel tha <span style="line-height:15.75pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;text-indent:0.5in;">t started to get brighter. They began to run down the tunnel and reached an exit, covered by rocks. Bri kicke <span style="line-height:15.75pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;text-indent:0.5in;">d off her shoes, revealing hooves. Pushing Avalon away she began to kick at the rocks, causing them to tumble, creating a new way out of the cave. Avalon crawled out, and Bri merely jumped. A far off sign that said "Welcome to Camp” loomed in the distance. Bri grabbed Avalon's hand and began to run towards the sign. Upon reaching it, they were greeted by campers, who took them to get food.

Weapons: Avalon would most likely go the simple route and choose a bow/arrow.

Emptystillworld (talk) 00:11, March 6, 2013 (UTC)