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==Destiny Saunders==

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 Destiny Saunders Daughter of Iris

 

I'm Destiny June Saunders, I'm an American-born Irish demigoddess. I'm a child of Iris, one of many uterine siblings.

Personality

I'm is boldness, brains, fun and flirtation all rolled into one attractive package. I'm a giggler, the excitable sort of person who's always got a trick up their sleeve. The touchy-feely one who wants a hug or to hold hands. I'm affectionate and I'm not shy about it either. Everyone gets kisses unless they don't want them. Everyone gets hugs to unless they want kisses instead. I'm not a slut-whore with no morals I'm friendly and when I'm that way best to appease me.

I'm temperamental and i've got a short fuse people might not expect upon first impression. Since I'm usually bounding around tackle hugging folks or kissing people on their noses, chins, or eyelids no one ever gives much credit to the fact that this bubbly child of Iris is going to/can and will flip out. I'm exploding with positivity and charm, yes, but on those rare gloomy days I'm quite the opposite of my truer self. I can be almost as dull as the world around me fells or almost as fatal as a near death experience.

History Kymber was a freelance photographer who didn't like being tied down to one shoot, one location, or one subject. She loved being able to pick up her camera and snap whatever inspired her. She had a lot of friends in the photography community. Some high profile friends with companies of their own. Kymber did a favor for a former flame she wanted to keep in good stead with. It was one of those too good to be true deals and all she had to do was take pictures. She was part of a team of photographers sent to shoot a surfing competition in Hawaii. Kymber had been to Hawaii more times than she could count on one hand. All of those times she had to pay for it out of pocket and occasionally ended up sleeping on the beach, which isn't a complaint. This time around everything was covered the only drawback was being forced to snap shots of the surfers themselves and the competition. She was actually going to have to pay attention. She got bored half way through that was before she found a picture of a woman she hadn't noticed until she was going to delete her picture. When she looked up Iris was still standing in the same spot enjoying the sight of a quadruple rainbow. Kymber quickly replaced the original picture with another including the meteorological phenomenon.

Being such a free spirit she left her life behind in Seattle and moved to Hawaii to be with Iris. It was a whim thing she wasn't prepared for but she wasn't going to give up this once in a lifetime chance at love. Kymber was happy with Iris, so blissfully enthralled she settled down. She still took pictures as they pleased her, but she also became a school photographer and she took part-time work to supplement her income. Iris never officially lived with Kymber but when they were together that was all that ever mattered to her. She got into a fight with Iris one day, her emotions running abnormally rampant. She felt lonely which was new to her she wanted Iris around all the time which she just couldn't do. Kymber ended the relationship but kept up every effort to see Iris whenever she could. They talked a few times with Kymber even getting the explanation she always needed. They met up less often than when she thought they were a couple. She moved back to Seattle a few months later having recently learned she was miraculously pregnant. Her family and circle of friends had all sorts of theories about why Kymber came back and about her baby daddy. She didn't ask for help from anyone. She never knew what she was doing half the time but she made the best of her situation.

I was born in Seattle to Kymber Saunders and Iris. My other mom, Iris, she came around once after I was born to leave something other than me behind. She dropped off a curious item she told my mom she'd left just for me. I don't know anything at all about my "father" because my mom has never mentioned one. She always clearly tells me I haven't got one either. This was okay when when was little, when I grew up it became a little bit more aggravating as time went on. I knew most if not all little girls and boys for that matter had a daddy. Even if they didn't know him like I didn't know mine there was one at one time dead or alive. I tried in vain to hold back my frustration with my mom for not at least admitting to that. My grandfather wasn't a big part of my mom's life because he walked out on my grandmother. My mom had a problem with that and wouldn't allow me to see him. He still sent me cards and things through my grandmother which was our secret. I had to find out on my own that this man wasn't someone that she be involved with us. He broke my heart a few times promising me one thing and then doing something completely different. There was finally a man around when I still a tiny little thing. Although I don't remember much about him I know that my mom trusted this one guy enough to let him be around us. With little to go on from my own recollection I've relied on what I've heard from my mom and her mother. When he left just as abruptly as he came things went back to normal for the rest of us. My mom was bitter about yet another issue of abandonment. She spoon fed that same resentment to me, and I started to dislike the same people that my mom did. Those people were usually men, I was determined to keep all of them away from my mom. At 12 years old I even went so far as to physically push men who approached my mom back telling them to 'get away from us'. This too was considered okay when I was still little, when I grew up a bit it became a whole lot more violent as time went on. I started kicking, biting and when I got taller I added some punching into the mix. My mom thought it her good looks that made sure none of these men ever had me taken away from her or put into a psychiatric hospital. She thought we were able to get away with the excuse that I was just a child.

It was the end of December and I was 13 when I was attacked by a monster for the first time. I wasn't home, I was at a party. It's not something I did a lot. My mom forced me and I begged her not to. I cried in the car the whole way and she still made me go. I knew something bad would happen and it did. We were playing some stupid game I didn't want to play in the backyard. They dared me to stand on the edge of property where there's no fence. They lived near the woods and this stupid dare was one they always did and quit pretty quickly when it was dark. I didn't want to be there so I should've quit. I didn't like them teasing me so I decided to set and then break my own record. I would've done it too if that dog hadn't come alone. There was only one other person there who saw it, Landon. If it weren't for him it probably would've gotten me. He chucked a spear right by me and the next thing I knew he'd given me dagger and we were both driving that thing off. We made up some story about rabies and left.

The dagger ended up being mine to keep and I needed it. I didn't tell my mom anything about it. I did tell my grandmother. Not until after I'd been in a few more scuffles. More dogs with too many heads. Some horses that could breath fire, a couple types of insects that were way bigger than they should be. The one thing all these monsters had in common is that they were always coming for me. They found me most often when I was with Landon, but they got to me when I was alone too. Telling my grandmother the bit about the boy, that was a mistake. She ended up telling my mother once I'd mentioned all the fights I'd gotten into. The only thing she could focus on was the boy. It was grandmother that had to remind her about the box. The box I'd seen sitting at the top of her closet and too far out of reach the majority of my life. It was mine. Inside it was the Knucklebuster she didn't want me to have. She felt differently when she got hear about how I actually needed to use it. It transformed from pointed brass knuckles to Karambit and I used that curved knife to tear a hole in the wing of a Harpie.

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Offensive

 * 1) Children of Iris have the ability to conjure a weapon out of pure rainbows which can be used for combat; however, only one weapon can be conjured at a time and it can only be up to 2 or 3 times the size of the user.
 * 2) Children of Iris have the ability to focus an intense beam of prismatic light which will burn anything it touches.

Defensive

 * 1) Children of Iris are able to create a protective dome of rainbows for a short time.
 * 2) Children of Iris have the ability to conjure a large orb made of pure rainbows around an opponent. The orb would successfully imprison an opponent for a short time. The orb is quite durable, but could be broken through with sufficient force. The orb cannot be teleported out of. The target cannot be attacked while the orb is in place, so the power is purely defensive. It can only be used twice in a battle.

Passive

 * 1) Children of Iris can send telepathic messages to their allies and receive their replies.
 * 2) Children of Iris are stronger whenever a rainbow can be seen in the sky.
 * 3) Children of Iris heal faster whenever their surroundings are bright, able to absorb the photons and regenerate.

Supplementary

 * 1) Children of Iris have the ability to cause a massive rainbow to crash down in front of them; which can be used offensively, defensively or any other way imagined.
 * 2) Children of Iris are able to "rainbow" travel, where they can travel into a rainbow and come out somewhere else, similar to an iris message, but instead of only being able to talk, the child of Iris can actually use it to teleport themselves
 * 3) Children of Iris have the ability to split the light of a rainbow into seven beams which can be redirected in order to light an area or even blind people.
 * 4) Children of Iris can bend or shift light particles to create a mirage for a specific time. Since Iris could be considered a light goddess. The mirage will not differentiate from friend or foe. The longer or the greater the mirage is, the more energy is drained.

3 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Since their mother was considered a goddess of the sky and sea, her children gain some control over both aspects. They can control the winds to increase their speed and lower that of an opponent’s and move water with their minds if they wish. They can fly and become able to breathe underwater for a moderate time.

6 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Iris are able to create up to 3 semi-living constructs out of pure rainbows to fight for them for a short time, the constructs can be no larger than 2 to 3 times the size of the user. They will follow the command of the user and the longer they are kept and the more that are made, the more energy is drained

9 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Iris have the ability to shed their flesh and turn into a state a state of pure light with various colors for a short time and while in this state, the user is granted flight, immune to all attacks, receive a boost in their already existing photokinetic abilities and anything they touch is intensely burned; however, once the user changes back they will be extremely drained, nauseated and immobile for a long time and could faint.

Traits

 * 1) Children of Iris usually have outgoing and colorful personalities.
 * 2) Children of Iris do not need drachmas to send iris messages.
 * 3) Children of Iris are normally in better moods whenever the sky is clear
 * 4) Children of Iris often exhibit a fondness for bright colors.

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 Dahlia Rhodes Daughter of Mnemosyne

 



I'm Dahlia Taryn Rhodes, I'm a British demigoddess. I'm a child of Mnemosyne, one of many uterine siblings.

Personality

I'm the most stubborn person that has or will ever exist. I don't care what other people say if I think I'm right even when I'm proven wrong. I'm not ever going to say 'you were right' but I won't ever pass up a chance to say 'I told you so'. I don't ever like to be wrong which is why I won't ever admit to it. It's become a literal physical fight just to get me to acknowledge my own incorrectness.

I'm a bratty beauty with a big sexy brain. I know a lot about a lot of different things but at the same time I knows so very little about so very much. Sometimes things escape me, it isn't that I don't remember. It's highly likely I wasn't even aware that I knew it to begin with. I despise that phenomenon of déjà vu I can often experience when in the process of something, whatever it may be. Eating, going to sleep or even lounging around doing nothing can remind me of the time she did the same thing some odd number of years ago.

History Vincent had a full-time job that he despised. He wasn't skilled enough to be anything other than a janitor. As much as he hated his job he relied on it to survive. His meager earnings left him with the money he needed to put a roof over his head, eat and still be able to devote a few days or hours at the least to volunteering at The Word. The Word is a state of the art cultural venue brimming with experiences, activities and facilities for people of all ages. Vincent has always had a love of books and The Word holds 70,000. He didn't get involved for that reason alone. He's quite a people person and his job doesn't allow him to socialize so easily. Most people don't want to stop and talk to the person sweeping up rubbish or lugging a bin of it around with them. When he's volunteering he feels like he gets to be a regular person, the better version of himself. What he loves the most is entertaining the children on his guided tours with digital media and immersive storytelling.

Vincent Rhodes met Mnemosyne during one of his breaks while he was volunteering at The Word. After a brief chat with a beautiful woman he went back to finish his last few hours. When he greeted his last group his saw the beautiful woman standing at the back. She made him nervous but he tried not to focus on her. He gave his attention to all the small, brightly shining faces in the group. During the exhibits when the children were given free reign to explore he approached Mnemosyne and asked her out on a date. Had he been in his uniform from his other job he knows she wouldn't have given him the time day. Since he was just a kind man volunteering he took advantage of the good impression he made. Vincent and Mnemosyne dated for a time before Mnemosyne left him. He was always complacent with his life the way that it was. Surely having her in it made it better but he didn't see the use in doing more if he was happy. He settled and she wasn't going to be there to do that whether he made more of an effort in life or not.

I was born in Olympus to Vincent Rhodes and Mnemosyne. Mnemosyne came back to my dad months later with a child. A girl that he decided to name Dahlia. Memosyne allowed him the opportunity to name me before she told him everything. She dropped a real bombshell on my dad who was not all prepared for it. He lived in a crap-hole and didn't make anywhere near enough money to take care of a baby. He told Mnemosyne all of this right after she told him she was leaving forever and that I was staying with him. He protested and she left nonetheless. My dad told me he thought really hard about giving me up. Mnemosyne was smarter than he was. She knew letting him name me was going to give him the sort of attachment he couldn't break so easily. He kept me and although he wasn't a great father and he didn't give me everything. He did the best the situation we were in allowed him to. He had my grandparents since they were still alive. Even though he didn't like to rely on them when I was 9 years old they took me in temporarily when he started working odd hours to pay the bills. When it wasn't enough I was living with them more permanently while he floated around from shelter to shelter.

I had my father in my life and if anyone were ever to ask me he was the best dad a girl could have. He didn't have much, which meant I didn't either without my grandparents but I didn't care. I adored the way he sacrificed for me. I knew how powerful the gestures he was making were. How sometimes he wouldn't eat so that I could. The way he would stay awake because I was afraid to go sleep for one reason or another. Usually complaining about strange dreams or seeing things and sometimes not being able to see at all. I was guilty about his selfless act of giving up the one thing that made him happy. He stopped volunteering at The Word because he didn't have the time. When I used my powers for the first time I was able to see one of his memories of The Word. I saw my mom the very same day my dad met her. I was pissed off to learn that my dad wasn't going there anymore all because he was working all the time. I made sure that when I was with my grandparents they footed the bill for trips for me and my dad to go at least once a month.

My first monster attack happened when I was with her dad while we were inside The Word. It was a Fury attack, the monster had bat wings and the body of a dog. My dad unintentionally intervened just by being in the way. Due to a slow reaction from me he suffered the brunt of the whip damage. I hated to see him that way but the two of us at the mercy of a single Fury was the perfect distraction. My dad and I were rescue by Starla. A girl my age wielding a sword. With a little help from one another we slayed the beast. While my dad suffered from PTSD-like symptoms after the attack I trained with Starla for a while before the girl seemingly vanished without a word. I was at least a little prepared when I had to fight a Fire-Breathing horse. My dad had given me the gift my mother wanted me to have. He thought it was nothing more than a staff. I quickly put the weapon to use discovering that it transforms it into short swords.

After I turned 14 I was saved from a Chimera. It's the only time I can recall ever truly wanting the monster to myself. Two demigods who had done the fighting monsters thing once or twice before came to my rescue. I tried to pretend I could've handled myself but I was trying even harder to pretend I wasn't happy they found me. I had to be told what the thing that came at me was. Even after they tried to fill me in on the fact that I was like them and I wasn't just having a bad day I still didn't get it. I allowed herself to think whatever came after me only did it because they were around. I was fine with believing that until they weren't around and I was left to face a dog with two heads. I beat the thing into oblivion with a pipe I'd found in a junkyard after I remembered seeing it sticking out of a scrap heap three day prior. I finished it off with my bladed staff. I'd been in a handful of scuffles in-between my first and my last outside of camp. With a Giant Scorpion when I was 15, Telekhines at 16, Stymphalian Birds when I was 17, and Myrmekes at 18. A Spider nymph re-informed me of what those other demigods were trying to tell me years ago. My species as a demigoddess was a fact, it wasn't make believe. I didn't believe anything about my powers, gods, or monsters until I was 19 and I was led to camp where I waited nine days to be claimed.

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Offensive

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne have the ability to write/read weapons out of pure energy which can be used for combat; however, only one weapon can be conjured at a time and it cannot be bigger than the one who conjured it. They can also write/read other objects that are for non-combative purposes
 * 2) Children of Mnemosyne can launch orbs of ink which burst upon striking the target, temporarily obscuring their vision. They can only launch three orbs of ink at a time.

Defensive

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne have the ability to write/read a shield of pure energy, roughly two to three times the size of the user, which will blunt most attacks but slow the movement of the conjurer.
 * 2) Children of Mnemosyne have the ability to revert time around them for a short duration in order to dodge an attack that was unforeseen. After doing so, this ability cannot be used for a while.

Passive

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne have the ability to view the specific past of a person’s life.
 * 2) Children of Mnemosyne have an innate knowledge of everything ever written and only have to hear its name to remember its details.
 * 3) Children of Mnemosyne have an eidetic memory and can remember every detail of a previous fight with an opponent.
 * 4) Children of Mnemosyne can see a few seconds into the future; allowing them to possibly predict the actions of others, but also obscuring their sight at times.

Supplementary

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne are able to force everyone around them within a 10-meter radius to remember and dwell on an event from their past that emulates a certain emotion from the affected. The child of Mnemosyne can choose which emotion they would like their targets to feel, be it anger, sadness, happiness, ecstasy or anything in or ecstasy. The user cannot hold the targets under their control for more than a few minutes, and the effects of the power can cause those around them to become positive and motivated from their happy memory
 * 2) Children of Mnemosyne can use descriptive insults used both against themselves and their opponents to gain a temporary boost in speed and strength. The longer they maintain this boost, the more energy is drained.
 * 3) Children of Mnemosyne can read/write wings into existence. This enables them to fly; the longer they maintain this state, the more energy it drains. They must rest between flights and cannot make long distance traveling without resting often. However the wings are vulnerable to injuries and magic; they can also be customized to the user’s preference.
 * 4) Children of Mnemosyne have the ability to travel back and forth in time, but they are unable to interact with or change past events they are only able to see the events play out. When they go forward in time they only see “possible” futures, that does not mean those future events will come to pass.

3 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne can temporarily rewrite details about the battlefield they are fighting on in order to alter it and gain an advantage over their opponent. This could include things like temporarily eliminating the shadows on a battlefield if they are fighting a child of Nyx or temporarily drying up the water if they are fighting a child of Poseidon. Only one detail can be changed at a time and the change only lasts for a moderate time.

6 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne can manifest a person or creature from any book in order to temporarily fight alongside them. The manifestation cannot be larger than 2-3 the size of the user and will dissipate after a short time. The person cannot be overly powerful and the user will have a hard time moving while the manifestation is in place.

9 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne can morph into a state of pure imagination. This grants them flight, receive enhancement in some of their abilities (Offensive 1, Defensive 1, 3 Month and 6 Month) and invulnerability to attacks. This effect only lasts for a short time, leaving the user extremely drained and temporarily unable to move afterward.

Traits

 * 1) Children of Mnemosyne typically have excellent memories, unable to forget details from their past and are therefore immune to the effects of amnesia and other memory-related illnesses.
 * 2) Though most demigods struggle with dyslexia, children of Mnemosyne usually do so to a lesser extent because their mother is the goddess of the written word.
 * 3) Children of Mnemosyne can normally learn and decipher other languages incredibly easy. Ex: Hearing a woman speak Chinese would mean the user could somewhat understand even if they never heard the language before. If they then have a lengthy conversation with the woman in Chinese, they’d be considered fluent in the language afterward.
 * 4) Children of Mnemosyne often grow up to become great authors, English teachers, and historians.

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My name is Tourmaline Miyu Shinoda, I am a South African-Japanese demigoddess. I am a child of Palaemon, one of many agnate siblings.

Personality

I am honest to a fault. I might say something the nice way when I would have been more bold about but I will never say anything that she I do not mean.

History

Dr. Miyako Shinoda is an outreach program director for the KwaZulu-Natal Sharks Board Maritime Centre of Excellence (KZNSB). She used to do a presentation at schools or venues of a 45 minute shark dissection on request. It gave her audience the opportunity to touch and feel the skin and teeth of this creature. Miyako hadn't done many presentations following an incident when a misinformed animal protester accosted her. She wasn't hurt physically although she did feel that her reputation suffered. She took time off work and went back to her roots. Her mother had been a Marine Biologist and her father had spent most of his life in the South African Navy. When they had time together as a family, which was rare, they took Miyako to uShaka Marine World. Her father would terrify her on a shark cage dive. She always hid behind her mother until she was older and realized the cage was what kept him safe. When she finally got over her unwarranted fear she started going on those cage dives. It was at the same seafront aquarium she used to go snorkeling at and made precious memories of her mother and father that she met Palaemon.

Her work became second to the relationship she wanted to have with Palaemon. She had fallen deeply in love with him in a short amount of time. He seemed to determined to renew her spirit. In the sense that it would get her back to work. She doesn't recall him being affectionate or even showing that he was interesting in her romantically until she resumed her usual work schedule. She remembers him coming to visit her while she was working, something he did often. She may not have been performing dissections any more but she did become a more hands on mentor thanks to Palaemon. When she found herself again their relationship became what she wanted. She thought he would marry her, she thought they would be together forever. She's always going to regret that things didn't work out that way for them. She'll always fear that it was her who drove him away. Palaemon left before Miyako found out she was pregnant. She thought the stress of him leaving her was what caused to suddenly begin feeling so it. A doctor informed her that she was with child.

I was born in Umhlanga to Miyako Shinoda and Palaemon. I had a father for a little while, at least that is what I thought. I grew up hearing stories about when I was very little my father wore me on his chest. I would be in a cute little baby sling as he walked with me through the nature reserves at the Burman Bush, Umhlanga Lagoon and Beachwood Mangrove Nature Reserve. The older I got the less I believed the stories when I went to these places for myself. I never told my mother that. We were both happy to believe the lie. My mother on very special occasions took me to the Japanese Gardens in Durban when I was young. It is there memories that I remembers that I tie to the stories of my father that I heard all of my life. At the age of 13 I had already been to four different primary schools all of which I was expelled from. I was getting into more and more trouble for fighting. I was diagnosed with IED an impulse-control disorder known as Intermittent explosive disorder. There were few schools left that would accept me. I was accepted into one close by thanks to a friend of a friend of my mother. I had the same problems there but with my diagnoses more widely known about know precautions were taken.

I started having even more trouble in my new school although it was no longer with other students. Most of the monster attacks I experienced happened while I was at school. Little did I know that friend of a friend of my mother was in disguise. He was behind the Stymphalian Birds, the Fire-Breathing Horses, the Chimera and the Furies. I would have never survived these attacks alone. She did not have a weapon and I did not know how to fight. I was messing around with an air horn when the birds came along. The second time around with those horses a small group of kids I recognized from school stepped in. One of them even gave me a knife, I was not even asked to give it back. I trained with them when they explained to me that they were children of gods and I was one too. They told me about the camp they were trying to find a way to. I told them she couldn't leave. I sometimes regret that choice. In my purest moments I wonder if my mother would still be alive if I had the courage to leave her behind instead of making the mistaking of being too scared to leave her side. The Fury attack the killed my mother was the catalyst for my change of heart. I threw everything I loved in a bag and tracked down the group demanding they take me to camp with them.

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Offensive

 * 1) Children of Palaemon have the ability to grow multiple rows of shark teeth and then dislocate their jaws in order to attack with them.
 * 2) Children of Palaemon are able to tap into primal shark instincts which allows them to attack with enhanced speed and ferocity. However, this ability can often lose to loss of self-control and only lasts for a short time.

Defensive

 * 1) Children of Palaemon can become thick skinned like a shark while in human form which causes them to be resistant to physical attacks.
 * 2) Children of Palaemon have the ability to create a defensive shield made from the electroreceptive energies they perceive around them for a short time (sharks have the ability to detect eletrical stimuli around them).Due to the electrical nature of the shield, if anyone comes in contact with it they would receive an electric shock.

Passive

 * 1) Children of Palaemon can innately breathe underwater and everything they touch in their human form, stays or becomes dry in water, unless they want to become wet.
 * 2) Children of Palaemon, can survive falling from high altitudes as long as they land in water, they can also go as deep into the ocean as they desire without any effects from the water pressure.
 * 3) Children of Palaemon have the ability to hear prey or enemies from many miles away, as sharks have extremely sharp senses of hearing
 * 4) Children of Palaemon are normally affected by blood and when they smell it much like a shark. They will normally go into a frenzied rage and attack whoever is at the source of the blood. If the target is an ally, they can resist the urges through sheer willpower.

Supplementary

 * 1) Children of Palaemon have the ability to summon sharks and command them. The more sharks summoned/commanded and the bigger they are, the more energy is drained.
 * 2) Children of Palaemon are able to transform into any currently living species of shark while underwater. The longer they remain in this form, the more energy it drains; and the longer the break they need between transformations.
 * 3) As Palaemon was also a sea god, his children have the ability to Water Travel, a sort of teleportation; the further the distance, the more is energy drained, and there must be a substantial amount of water at both ends.
 * 4) Children of Palaemon have a degree of control over water, but not to the extent of a child of Poseidon. They can manipulate water to be used as a shield or move water to fire a water blast of high pressure. And they can telekinetically move it with their mind. The longer they maintain control over water, the more energy is drained.

3 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Palaemon have the ability to transform the surrounding area into a harbor as their father was the patron god of harbors. Whilst this harbor is in use, the user can fight in its waters and have their existing powers enhanced substantially. The harbor that the user creates can vary in size, and the larger the harbor is the more it drains the user. After the user relinquishes hold on the harbor they are somewhat drained and the power may only be used once in a fight.

6 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Palaemon can materialize semi-living water constructs that take the form of sharks. The constructs have the strength and instincts of normal sharks. They can float around in the air and will follow the commands of the user. They can summon up to 3 sharks, such as Great Whites or Hammerheads, or up to 7 smaller ones such as a cookie cutter sharks. The bigger they are and the longer they stay solid, the more energy is drained. Once the user dismisses the sharks, they are somewhat drained and the water sharks dissipate into harmless puddles of water.

9 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Palaemon can morph their bodies into a humanoid shark form, in this form their strength is doubled. Their skin becomes durable as in Defensive 1. Their skeletons turn into cartilage, much like that of a sharks, so that they become more flexible and their bones more resilient. This can aid them in fights as it halves the weight of their bones, making them lighter on their feet and faster as they have less weight to move around. Also their existing Hydrokinetic abilities become stronger. Once the user reverts to their normal form, they are quite drained and will struggle to move or stay conscious.

Traits

 * 1) Children of Palaemon, usually prefer to be near and/or in the water.
 * 2) Children of Palaemon, generally enjoy water sports, and are excellent swimmers.
 * 3) Children of Palaemon are normally talented at chasing and hunting their prey.
 * 4) Children of Palaemon tend to be much more comfortable than other people with swimming in the ocean because they are not frightened by sharks.

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==Eeva-Liisa Laine (On Hold)==

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My name is Eeva-Liisa Dagmar Laine, I'm a Finnish demigoddess. I'm a child of Cybele, one of many uterine siblings.

Personality

I'm strongly opinionated and I always know exactly what I wants. I can be terse and I like to don't hold lengthy conversations with people unless I've been forced to do so and not without great effort. I quickly learned what it takes to make a good impression is self-confidence. My father has the opposite belief and it was his failures I made an example out of. I'm a survivor and my father taught me to be prepared for everything. But, of course, I also know how to act like a lady as well.

I loves to obsess over certain things related my plant and animals friends. At times I'll even make up elaborate and detailed stories for where they've been or what they've were up to since I've talked to them them last. I can seem distant to others, and I might be. But I'm friendly and sociable with plants and animals. Trust is a hard to gain for me as I don't care much for people. I can also be thoughtful and loving to anyone who can prove they deserve it.

History

Julius was a Consultant for an Engineering company measuring air pollution and air quality. He started in his field of work young with an interest in chemistry and biology. His devotion led to him training to become a certified Industrial Hygienist where he was eager to demonstrate his knowledge of chemical, physical, biological and ergonomic stressors. He traveled to numerous countries visiting cities with the world’s worst air quality on a regular basis. He loved nothing more than doing field research and sharing his findings with partners who were higher up in the company. He should have been the VP if he was more materialistic he could have been President, due to his desire to have the freedom he was so satisfied with in his job he never went above being a Consultant. He had it planned since he was a boy the long trip which would have him away from home the better part of the year. Lagos, Nigeria, Delhi, Beijing, Karachi, Pakistan and Los Angeles were all of the stops he was going to make. The analysis of his could aid scientists determining air quality.

His deep desire to spend so much time in places that would make it difficult to keep in contact worried the partners Julius made at work who he helped rise above him. They could never have kept or earned the positions they attained on their own merit. With him proposing to spend so much time out of the office and in effect out of commission to them they sprang into action. Julius was determined to cease ties and quit working with the company. His value being recognized six employed banded together to support his proposal. He was given the leave the he wanted with a strict requirement to give periodic updates. Knowing it would be difficult for him to keep them updates as often as they wanted from his specific locations he agreed. Julius kept running into Cybele was he was at the airport. He helped her with her bags as she got out of a car. He crashed into her in line while removing their heavy coats. He stood behind her while waiting to pay for his airport snacks. He had yet to leave the Helsinki-Vantaa Airport when he began speaking this woman who he seemed to share his passion with. She briefly showed him there was more to life than work while they were on the plane together. She inducted him into the mile high club. When the plan landed and everyone was disembarking he tried to set up a time and place to met her unfortunately she slipped out of his sight before he could.

I was born in The Mountains of Anatolia to Julius Laine and Cybele. My dad struggled to raise me alone. Cybele returned once when I was still an infant to explain that I would not be safe for long in the mortal world. She left again leaving two items she made my dad promise to give to me by the time she was twelve. I was raised by a single father never living in one country for more than a handful of years until I was fifteen. I started my life in Finland in my dad's childhood home. By the time I was five she lived in Sweden. At ten my dad moved us to Denmark before we stopped all the moving and finally settled into a nice home in the United States. I don't remember much about Finland or Sweden and I barely remember much about Denmark. All of my greatest memories were made in San Francisco. I was always fond of plants because of the way my dad explained to me what his work is. Instead of telling me he studied the air, which he did once and it didn't go over well, he told me he was saving the planet. I believed that the second it left his lips and made it a habit of telling people my daddy was a superhero.

Early on when he was still alive and more interested in dedicating his time to his daughter than to his work my dad took me to state parks. Calaveras Big Trees State Park and Redwood National and State Parks. He knew I was going to love seeing those trees and he wanted me to be in a good mood when he delivered the bad news. Hiking through back country along the trails was the only time he felt like he had ever seen true joy on my face in all my 10 years of life. He told me so. He always felt like he was a disappointment to me with his work schedule. He wanted to make it up to me and they camped out in the park for a week, I was so shocked by the long stay that the horseback riding and mountain biking didn't compare to being surrounded by nature with my daddy. I'd forgotten all about how much fun we'd when my dad gave me yet another surprise. He took me to see the giant sequoia's I'd always talked about and my favorite among them The Tunnel Tree. It would have been the happiest day of my life if it didn't end with me finding out her father had developed fatal heart and lung problems.

After my dad was placed in hospice I was taken in by family friends in Maine. My dad refused to allow her to go into foster care or an orphanage. He knew the truth about me, that I was the daughter of Cybele and he never breathed a word of it. When I left he instructed my guardians; his college friends Indiana and and Kasey to bring the two boxes in the safe in our home with us. My dad was grateful that he had such good friends. He knew they had done what he asked of them when I came back to visit for my 12 birthday and rambled on, as children do, about how me and a boy I'd never met before destroyed an acid spraying ant (Myrmekes) he wrote it off as my imagination. When my stories about pigeon-like birds (Stymphalian Birds) and a two headed German Shepherd (Orthrus) came with much greater detail than I should be able to give him he finally asked me if my stories were real. I asked him what else they would be. Following two more encounters before I turned 17 with Fire-Breathing Horses and Giant Scorpions I was found by a satyr. After he explained to me how he found me and what that meant for me I had one tearful goodbye with my dad before leaving a letter with my guardians and making way for camp.

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Offensive

 * 1) Children of Cybele have the ability to transform any aspect of earth into any weapon they desire. Only one weapon can be created at a time and it cannot be bigger than the one who created it.
 * 2) Children of Cybele can create a small tornado formed of leaves and grass blades. As the floral tornado spins faster, the leaves and grass blades become hard and strong enough to cut an someone. When the tornado's at it's fastest, the child can launch the blades of grass and the leaves at an opponent.

Defensive

 * 1) Children of Cybele have the ability to make an opponent feel as if their feet have become hardened and stuck to the ground, making their movements slower.If the user attacks while this power is in effect, it automatically wears off. So the power is purely defensive.
 * 2) Children of Cybele are able to create a earth wall, no larger than 2 to 3 times the size of the user, to temporarily block attacks.

Passive

 * 1) Children of Cybele have the innate ability to communicate with all wild animals.
 * 2) Children of Cybele become more sensitive to their surroundings and feel stronger when in mountains, caves and forests.
 * 3) Children of Cybele heal faster when they touch a piece of nature such as a tree or a flower.

Supplementary

 * 1) Children of Cybele can telekinetically move elements of nature, such as rocks, plants and vines. The part of nature must be roughly two to four meters away from the child, cannot be 2 or 3 the size of the user. The bigger the element of nature and the more elements moved, the more energy is drained.
 * 2) Children of Cybele can create small boulders roughly two times the size of the child, this can be used for a diversion, hiding, or thrown as a weapon. However the longer the boulder is used, the more energy is drained.
 * 3) Children of Cybele have the innate ability to call upon all nearby wild animals for aid in battling, as well as take control over animals that others are controlling (such as a child of Zeus with birds or a child of Poseidon with horses etc.). The larger the group of animals, the more energy is drained.
 * 4) Children of Cybele can use dirt, mud, rock, stone, etc to teleport anywhere on Earth. Which could be known as Earth-Travel. The user merges with the earth beneath them and reforms elsewhere. The further they travel the more energy it drains.

3 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Cybele have the ability to create quicksand pits around a small area for a short time, the larger the quicksand pit is, the more energy is drained.

6 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Cybele can create a powerful quake affecting everything within 10 meters of them. The power of the quake can be scaled depending on how long the user wants it to last. A quake that just knocks the opponent over may last 20 seconds. A quake that throws them a few feet in the air may last 5. Finally, the whole quake may be focused into a single shock-wave with the power to bounce a car a half meter or so. This requires several moments of focus beforehand, lasts only a few seconds, and can only be used once every few hours. During the quake, the user is immobile. The user is quite drained after the earthquake subsides.

9 Months After Character is Made

 * 1) Children of Cybele have the ability to morph into a lion/lioness for a short time. They can turn into either a full lion or a humanoid cat form. In the human/lion form, they are twice as faster and stronger than before. Their senses are also quite sharper as well. They also tend to be more violent and volatile in this state. Once the transformation ends, the user is extremely drained. Using the hybrid form is more draining rather than the full lion form. They will not be able to move and could possibly faint.

Traits

 * 1) Children of Cybele typically love animals and act protective of them. Becoming vegetarians and taking on many pets are common actions for her children.
 * 2) Children of Cybele tend to excel at rock climbing, mountain climbing, etc.
 * 3) Children of Cybele normally love being outside and enjoying what nature has to offer. Even to the point where they possess an intense love and overprotective spirit over nature.
 * 4) Children of Cybele will often grow up to be zoologists, geologists, veterinarians, ecologists etc.

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