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Nick Tanner -Child of Poseidon
-Deep Blue
Age= 17     Height= 6'3"     Weight= 165lbs     
Sexuality= Heterosexual     Health Status= Healthy     
Nationality= American     Accent= American
Species= Demigod    Main Weapon= CB Broadsword

 – "I believe in second chances."

He was out sitting on a bench sipping his cold beverage as he watched some of the demigods play baseball. The shadow of the bill of his cap concealed half of his face. It had been his thing to go out with his cap being the wallflower he was avoiding any contact with anyone as much as possible but, of course, if anyone who ever greet him, he wouldn't snob them and leave. Despite the warm weather, he wore his gray long sleeved shirt paired with his usual jeans and sneakers. He didn't have much to do so he decided to just rest as he finished his drink. Besides, lunchtime just passed.

Georgia Hales ~ Child of Prometheus

No man ever wetted clay and then left it, as if there would be bricks by chance and fortune.
As she walked around camp, water bottle in hand, she looked around, taking in the scenery. Looking at all the flowers and very few birds, she took a few pictures. Hanging around her neck was a vintage camera that the pictures came out at the bottom as soon as you took them. She also had a leather bag where she stored them in the front pocket. She had on a crisp black skirt and a pale cream top. She walked slowly, trying not to miss anything, her brown leather boots tied carefully. As she felt a bit tired, ready to take a break from her photographing she found a nearby bench. When she saw the boy, she stood, looking right in his eyes and said, "Mind if I sit here?"
Character's Bio

 Age: 16  Height: 5'6  Weight: 125 lbs
 Sexuality: Straight  Relationship Status: Single
 Birth Place: Germany  Main Weapon: Claymore CB Sword
 Accent: Australian
 – "People came at me with all sorts of offers, wanting to make me into a hard-core Cher. I had no desire for any amount of money to be reformed for someone's vision, because in the end, that's what you got: your clay in someone else's hands."

Character's Powers


  1. Children of Prometheus have the ability to conjure a weapon out of clay 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 make small non-combative objects out of clay.
  2. Children of Prometheus have the ability to create a dome shaped out of clay, roughly two to three times the size of the user, which can be used to block attacks for a very short time.
  3. Children of Prometheus can see a few seconds into the future; allowing them to possibly predict the actions of others, but also obscuring their sight at times.
  4. Children of Prometheus are proficient at forethought, the ability to take take into careful consideration of what will be necessary or what may happen in the future.
  5. Children of Prometheus are able to trick another into doing something for them or revealing a secret to them; nothing guarantees the person will complete the task, if they figure out they are being tricked.
  6. Children of Prometheus have the ability to create a spark to ignite a fire, but not control it, this can be used defensively, to distract, or for general purposes.
  7. Children of Prometheus are able to give convincing counsel, whether it be good or bad.
  8. Children of Prometheus generally have a morbid fear of eagles

Owned by: Kathyun ~ Posted on: 04:41, December 27, 2014 (UTC)

Nick: About to finish the last of his drink, he flinched, startled at the sudden voice he heard making him whip his head up and, to his surprise, met the girl's eyes. He refused to talk and instead continued sipping the straw and just sheepishly shook his head in response to the girl's question. He slightly moved to the side and gestured for the girl to sit on the space he had given. He fixed the bill of his cap, lowering it a bit more and then continued to watch the demigods playing his favorite sport as if nothing really happened. He actually felt a bit envious that they could have fun and play like that. He wished he could talk to people more. The only reason he loved baseball was because of his uncle. It was his uncle's pasttime and so he shared it with Nick so the kid would have something to do to let the time pass. Nick fell in love with it although he never really got to play in an official game nor with others.

Georgia: She saw him put his cap lower and wondered if she had a dirt mark on her or something. Then again, she thought, he could just be trying to get the light sun out of his eyes. Georgia decided to go and talk to him. She took out a sandwich she had packed, and chewed it, she was starving. Tapping him on the shoulder lightly she asked, after she had finished the sandwich part in her mouth of course, "Is something on my face or..." Although she could have said that in a better way, she was more of a get-to-the-point type of girl. He acted as if I'm not alive, the only possible thing is that I smell, I'm dirty, or he's just rude, she said finalizing her thought.

Nick: Yet again he got startled when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He snapped his head to the girl, assuming it was her since no one else was there. When he was asked if there was something on her face, it made him feel a bit uneasy and awkward since they were strangers to each other and yet the conversation they had after the 'can I sit' dialogue was 'is my face messy'. But then so he wouldn't appear rude, he looked at her face shifting his attention from one part to another, from forehead to chin. After checking, he shook his head and answered in a rather shy manner, "No, ma'am."

Georgia: Although she knew it was risky and made 0 sense, after all, she barely knew the boy. She finally was able to breathe once he replied back to her. The guy didn't seem so bad once he talked. She nodded carefully, turning around again, he didn't look like he wanted to be bothered. She continued eating her sandwich slowly, savoring the tastes of ham, cheese, and turkey. Taking out a water bottle, she took a long sip. That's when her bag fell, with all of the photos inside it. Of course, she was too busy looking and eating to even see it.

Nick: When he just brought his attention back to the playing demigods, he heard something fall to the ground and quick flips of papers. He looked down and saw the girl's bag, along with xattered photos. He reached for the bag and attempted to gather all of the photos. "Um, miss?" he tried to call her attention but he was quite hesitant thinking that she didn't want to be bothered with her meal right in front of her. "I believe these are yours," he added while he picked up everything.

Georgia: She looked at everything around her. From girls giggling about something to the boys playing baseball. She was fascinated with it all. Once she heard the other boy next to her, she was a bit confused not turning herself toward him slowly. Once she finally turned, she saw that he had her photos and the bag. "Oh dear," she said groaning. "Thank you for picking those up. I mean it's manners, but still. Thank you," she said sincerely. "And sorry for bothering you."

Nick: After being able to gather everything, he carefully handed her stuff back to her and managed a sheepish smile under the shadow of his cap. "No thanks necessary, ma'am," he said, "and don't worry. It's not a bother at all. It's not like I'm super busy with anything." He let out the smallest and softest chuckle he could ever do. "Hope I got everything. Mind if you check if I missed something?" He looked down the ground again and even behind the bench as he stood up to check if there were, perhaps, smaller objects he wasn't able to see.

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