Claiming:Camp/Vale Armstrong

Name: Vale Maria Armstrong

Gender: Female

Godly Parent: Eris, Nemesis, Nyx

Current Age:15

Human Parent: Howard Armstrong-> Foster Parent: Lilia Rudenko

Birthday: November 11

Appearance: Lightly tanned skin off sets her lavender hair, recently cut and dyed into a pixie cut just before arriving to camp. While not her natural hair color of dark brown, she prefers the purple color. Faint freckles cover her cheeks under her dark brown eyes. She doesn’t often wear makeup, liking not having to deal with cosmetics if she doesn’t have to. At an average height of about 5’6”, she weighs about 135lbs. A birthmark is on her inside right wrist, which she claims looks like the country of Denmark despite no one being able to make anything out of the odd shape.

Personality: Originally viewed as a rude indifference, Vale is actually unsure of new people, not entirely sure how to properly interact with them. This usually leads her to silently standing on the sidelines as she takes in everything being said and such. But after picking up certain hints, or overhearing a specific comment, she instantly swoops in to form a bond over their mutual interest. After that, its almost impossible for her to be introverted around that person. Loud, aggressive, and sometimes foul-mouthed, Vale is a casual rebel always seeking action and entertainment.

History: Howard Armstrong was a street artist in New York with a fondness for arson. While creating masterpieces with chalk on the pavement, he would also blow up whatever he was hired to: cars, buildings, people.

The bombings is what first drew Eris in, yet she stayed when she caught the strange chaos that was this man’s life. He would create beautiful landscapes and destroy lives at the same time in harmony, creating chaos.

It burned her. This harmony of his that was creating such wonderful chaos. She had to correct this.

It was almost laughable how pathetically he fell for her. She used him, breaking his disgusting harmony as she allowed her chaos to slowly consume him, body and soul. His art started turning into dark and sloppy messes, the bombs more frequent and stronger than necessary. It was glorious.

To finish her little project and to properly bid farewell to this pawn, she bestowed upon him a gift a few months after leaving. A baby girl, their child. Children were always such natural chaos bringers....

A few weeks later, the police finally managed to discover that it was Howard who was committing all these crimes. He was arrested, leaving Vale behind in the care of the court. She would be placed in the foster home of Lilia Rudenko, an older Ukrainian woman who had been a foster parent for decades.

Vale grew up in Brooklyn, New York City. As a child of Eris, Vale was even more prone to fights and trouble than most demigod children. She enjoyed chaos. This led to an incident when she was in her lower teens.

Vale chuckled evilly as she typed away on her laptop as she hacked into the city's traffic system. Oh, you could find out how to do anything on the internet. She paused, leaning back in her chair with a large grin. This was going to be fun. With a flourish, she typed through the various warnings that flashed on her screen. Through the open window of her room, she heard a thundering crash followed by horrendous squeals. Seems they had quickly found out all the lights on this street were green by now.

.......

Dark brown eyes stared in boredom at the wall as her charges and sentencing was being announced. This was so boring.

"Miss Armstrong, are you listening?" the judge snapped at her.

"Of course, Your Honor," the dark haired girl answered dully, glancing towards him.

"Then you are prepared to be sent to a juvenile detention center for the next eighteen months?" the elderly judge questioned.

"And then probation until I'm eighteen, yeah yeah," Vale answered. Her charges would have been worse had she chosen a street with a higher speed limit. She would've had murder charges too if she did...

"You're wasting your talents with this unlawful behavior. Hopefully, this time away will help that."

Vale met his eyes with a dark glare.

"Please don't try to be my life coach, Judge."

........

Vale sighed as she leaned her forehead against the glass of the window as the bus took her away. It was raining heavily, making the already treacherous New York streets even harder to navigate. Already in the last half hour, the driver has had to avoid several reckless drivers. This day was going great, huh?

.......

"So you must be Vale," a male voice stated as a man sat at the desk she was in front of. She raised a brow at the college looking guy. "My name is Xavier Woods. I'm your therapist while you're here," he introduced himself with an award winning smile. “I’m excited for us to get to know each other!”

.......

"Wait, let me get this straight, I'm a demigod of some Greek god that in fact do exist, and you are here to take me to some camp for my kind," Vale trailed off as she recanted what she had heard.

It had been about eight months since she had been in juvie. There was nothing really remarkable that had happen in this time, just weekly visits with Xavier as was part of her sentencing.

“I’m also a satyr, see check out my horns,” he answered as he took off the baseball cap he usually wore to show off a decent sized set of horns. Vale was silent. “Oh! And remember how terrible your bus ride here was? That was because you were being attacked by monsters! The Mist, which is what hides the supernatural from mortals, made it just seem like cars with crazy drivers!” he continued with a large grin. “But don’t worry, I got them for ya!”

“Why are you telling me this now?” she whispered in a deathly calm voice.

“Oh, well, I’m for sure now that it’s you that’s the demigod and not one of the other girls.” “...You’re crazy…”

…………..

Vale sighed heavily as she chilled out by the fence of the basketball court after her session with Xavier. That weirdo had gone completely bananas, but she must admit that he was a really good cosplayer. Those horns almost looked real…

“Yo, Vale, did ya hear? Somehow a stray dog got into the center,” her roommate commented as she went to play a match with a few other girls.

“Woah, really? That’s weird,” Vale responded. She bid a brief farewell to her ‘friend’ of sorts before pushing off the chain link fence. She needed to go on a walk to clear her head.

It was twenty minutes later when she spotted the stray that had gotten in. That was no normal dog. It was more like a grizzly bear. How did something that huge get in!?

It sniffed the air before turning to face her, its glowing red eyes contrasting against its black fur. Vale took a step back as it took a step forward. It let free a piercing howl before it started sprinting at her. The teenager let out a shout of fright as she tried to get away. The melody of a pan flute filled the air. In the next moment, the roots of the trees around them shot up from their earth beds and wrapped around the beast.

Someone helped her up, and the young girl looked up to see Xavier’s smile. “You believe me now?” ……….. Weapons: Javelin, Xiphos (Greek double edged short sword), and Shield (All made of celestial bronze)

--ValeArmstrong57 (talk) 23:09, October 15, 2014 (UTC)ValeArmstrong57