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Wilbur "Wil" C. Fitzgerald ~ Heir of the West Wind, The Aviator

"Life is like flying. Exhilarating, but if you don't keep watch, you'll crash."
Character's Bio

 Age: 17  Height: 5'6"  Weight: 145 lbs.
 Sexuality: homosexual/biromantic  Relationship Status: Single
 Birth Place: San Francisco, California  Main Weapon: Sword named Gwynt Orllewin
 Accent: American
 – "I'm the least qualified to be a demigod, yet here I am."

Character's Powers


  1. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to create gusts of wind, however, the stronger the gust, the more it drains them.


  1. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to create a dome shaped torrent of wind, roughly two to three time the size of the user, which can be used to block attacks for a very short time.
  2. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to create a small tornado, about the size of the user, which can be used to block projectile attacks for a short time.
  3. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to create large clouds which obstruct vision of everyone else.


  1. Children of Zephyrus are stronger in the spring months.


  1. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to hover or fly, however, the longer they fly the more it drains them.
  2. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to call upon the winds to speed their movements or attacks; this can also be used oppositely to slow the movements or attacks of others.

3 Months After Character is Made

  1. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to create a massive rainstorm which will begin to downpour and flood the immediate area, for a short time.

6 Months After Character is Made

  1. Children of Zephyrus have the ability to increase the water density of clouds, enabling them to knock people over with them or even ride atop them; this significantly drains the child of Zephyrus.

9 Months After Character is Made

  1. Children of Zephyrus can shed their flesh and turn into pure clouds, while in this state they are immune to attacks, can travel long distances in a fraction of the time, can knock enemies off their feet, the longer they maintain this form, the more energy is drained, and the weaker they become.


  1. Children of Zephyrus are generally left handed.

Owned by: Yorkie ~ Posted on: {{{2}}}
[[|Lizzie <3]] ~ The Adventurous Spirit...
Character's Bio

 Age: Immortal  Height: 5"2  Weight: 95 lbs
 Sexuality: Straight  Relationship Status: Single
 Birth Place: Olympus  Main Weapon: Animal Nymph Powers
 Accent: American

Character's Powers

 ===All Animal Nymphs===


  1. They have a telepathic/empathetic connection with nature and other nymphs. They also have a special, stronger connection with other animal nymphs.
  2. As they are nymphs they do not age, remaining eternally young.
  3. Their senses of smell, sight and hearing are enhanced, enabling them to sniff out monsters, track down demigods, etc.


  1. They are able to summon animals to aid them; they have the best control over their own animal type.

Specific to each Animal Type

  1. Each type of animal nymph has its life force attached to that species, so if a species were to go extinct the nymphs would die.
  2. Each nymph is able to change into the type of animal he/she is, and only that type. So the bear nymph could not turn into a mouse, but he/she could turn into a grizzly bear, black bear, polar bear, etc.
  3. While in animal form they have all the normal abilities of their animals. So if the nymph is a hawk nymph he/she can fly.
  4. While in regular nymph/person form, they only retain passive characteristics/traits from their animals. So if the nymph is a hawk nymph, perhaps he/she remains claustrophobic in enclosed spaces but cannot fly.


  1. Vary between species.

Owned by: Ariana xxx ~ Posted on: {{{2}}}


Lizzie: She giggles as she tries to help pull him up. "Oh my gods, I bet he would be. I'm really bad at musical chairs. I'd probably get beaten by him." She smiles warmly and then looks at the ground and then looks back at him.

Wil: He is pulled up. "Hey don't worry, I'd probably get beaten first" He smiles cheekily. "We can be defeated together!" He blushes slightly, but doesn't back down. Don't know what I'm doing, but okay!

Pilot: He yips, perturbed the attention has moved away from his adorable self. He scratches at the seat, twilring in a circle to then lay down.

Lizzie: She gives him a big smile. "Definitely. We'll go down together!" She then hears Pilot. She turns around and sees him and laughs softly. "Attention hog, eh?" She jokes and then she goes to sit back down. "Now, actually try to sit down." She tries to move along to give Wil some space. "Of course, if you want to sit, I'm not gonna force you or anything, hehe." She then blushes. God dang it Lizzie. Why did I say that? I seem like a fool to him now. He's not gonna like me anymore. Oh, boy.

Wil: "Yeah, Pilot is a real diva, haha." Maybe it's the spur of the moment, maybe it's just Wil being courageous, but Wil can't help but say "Sitting next to you? Please. There's no way in heck that you would be forcing me." He gives a wink, then blushes. Oh gods Wil, what have you done?! Gahh, you are no smooth talker! He pushes Pilot's rump to the side and sits purposefully next to Lizzie. Could he have died in that moment? Maybe. Oh no..she probably thinks I'm a weirdo now...

Pilot: He looks hurtly at Wil, obviously displeasured at being moved and ignored. Still, he is wil's friend, and so decides to help him out. Using all his puppy strength, he pushes Wil closer to Lizzie. If a dog could laugh mischievously, he would've.

Lizzie: Lizzie smiles as he sat next to her. She also blushes as Wil winked and her and when got close to her. "Well, I wouldnt want to sit with anyone other than you." She puts her hand over her mouth as she realises what she just said. No, Lizzie, what have you done! You've made everything go wrong! He's gonna think different of you now! You didn't do it smoothly! Well done!

Wil: He blushes too, touched by the sentiment. Why isnt she running away? It seems there is hope. Maybe he could say up some courage and say it.... "So, uh, Lizzie.." He avoided her gaze. "Er, I was wondering, ya kno, about stuff and stuff..." Wait WHAT?? No no no no Willll.... Something rustles outside. A can can be heard being knocked over. Wil goes on alert, glad to have been saved by the bell.

Pilot: He cautiously gets up and goes to see what the ruckus is about.

OOC: I'll be honest...I have no clue whats outside XD I have no plans lol

Lizzie: She gets slightly confused on what he is trying to get at and then she blushes a light shade of red because she thinks that she knows what Wil is getting at. "Are you..." She gets interrupted by the rustling and stands up. "What could that be?" She goes to look at what that is, trailing behind Pilot. She pulls the cover to see a kitten rustling about. "Awwww, look Wil. It's so cute." She tries to pick it up and it scratches her but it doesnt bite her and soon, it starts to cuddle with her.

OOC:I just put a kitten, idk why, if you want me to change just tell me because i also had no idea what to say, hehe.

Wil: He goes over to see this kitten. Indeed Lizzie is right. It's quite cute. He is no macho man, and the cuteness kinda gets to his heart. What if Pilot thinks I'm cheating on him? He doesn't want to hurt his friend....but how do you resist the kitten? He couldn't hold back any longer. He slowly leans in, petting the kitty.I'm sorry Pilot... He hardly notices his incredibly close proximity to Lizzie. Twas kitten time.

Pilot: He felt hurt and betrayed. A kitten...over me??? He walks in a huffy manner to another corner to sulk. After everything I did for the kid...he chooses a cat. Oh the drama! He whimpers a little, eyes showing his hurt. He makes a grab at his chest with his paw, then rolls over, pretending to be dead. His tongue hangs out of his mouth.

OOC: It's perfect. Apologies for the melodrama XD

Lizzie: She sees Wil pet the cat and smiles. The cat keeps cuddling up to them when Lizzie hears Pilot whimpering. She turns around and sees Pilot "dead". "Oh my gods, Wil, Wil, look at Pilot. What the heck?" She runs over with the cat in her hand. The cat wasnt pleased about this and starts to scratch Lizzie's arm. She crouches down to the ground, looking back for Wil. "What's wrong with him?"

Wil: He looks at Pilot in shock. "What? Pilot?! Pilot!!!" He dashes to his belovéd pet, his heart pounding in his chest. He grabs Pilot and holds him close. "Buddy? Buddy?" His eyes feel watery. He strokes his dog's forhead. "Pilot, please say something..."

Pilot: The mischievous dog lies still as Wil grabs him. That'll teach him to side with cats... As Wil calls for him to say something, he gives a little cough, still toying with his belovéd master. Then he realizes the cat is really close. Kitty... He can't escape his instincts. He gets up and flies at the Kitten. Mine!

Lizzie: She looks at Pilot in shock and then sees Wil tearing up. "Oh no." She looks down onto the ground, quite upset and then she looks up and sees Pilot pouncing for the cat. She shrieks and she instantly drops the cat. She put her hand on her forehead and looks down onto the ground and then she looks back to Wil. "Oh my gods, Pilot, don't ever do that again." Then she facepalms and then realises that dogs can't talk. "That scared me so much, I couldn't imagine how it felt for you, Wil. Oh my gods, are you ok?"

Wil: He hears a little cough just as Pilot leaps out of his arms. Wtf?! He is stunned beyond belief. Damnit Pilot! He rests his hand on his heart, which literally almost burst out of his chest. "Uh...Uh...I think I'm that guy loves tricks." He coughs a little, standing up. He rests a hand against the wall. "That was...unexpected.." He gives a little laugh of relief.

Pilot: He chases the Kitten, grabbign it by the neck at the entrance door. I have you now, huzzah! He brings the kitten back, sitting at Wil's feet. He nudges Wil's leg in a sowwy way. He even makes the puppy dog eyes. He glances at Lizzie, giving her some puppy dog eyes too. Forgive meh?

Lizzie: She laughs softly and then she looks at the door as Pilot brings back the cat and then she gasps. "Oh my gods." Ok, Lizzie, calm down now. You know dogs, they don't like cats. She looks down at Pilot with his puppy dog eyes. "Awwwwwwwwwwww." She bends down and pets him. "I can't stay mad at you." She said with a weird baby voice.

Wil He looks down at Pilot. "Please don't do that anymore," he says with a soft smile. He quickly grabs the kitten and attempts to pass the little thing to Lizzie. "I think it best if Pilot were to stay away from the poor cat," He says with a tiny laugh. He sits on the floor for a moment, then looks over at Lizzie. "Sorry I didn't ask before but are you ok? I know Pilot can be a bit of a handful sometimes." He smiles awkwardly, though his eyes show real concern.

Pilot: He mewls a little as his master calls him a handful, but does nothing. Fine, take my kitten. He cuddles his head against Lizzie's hand, ignoring the kitten.

Lizzie: She gently takes the kitten out of Wil's hands and puts it on the hammock and goes back to him. She smiles when Wil asks her if she's ok. "I'm fine and you don't need to be sorry, it's perfectly fine. And, thank you for asking." She smiles warmly.

Wil: He shrugs a little. "Just making sure you are alright." He stares awkwardly at the floor. Then remembers the reason they were there in the first place. "OH! Feed the sparrows." He gets up so quickly he falls down again. Blushing brightly, he gets back up, a little more carefully. "I think Pilot and the kitten should sit this one out," He jokes.

Pilot: He rolls his eyes but stays in place. Dogs can't feed Sparrows anyways.

Lizzie: She smiles at him and she instantly remembers. "Oh yeah!" Hehe, Lizzie, how could you forget that you need to feed them! You're a sparrow nymph! "Come over here, this is where I keep all of the food." She opens the hatch into a small cupboard and she gets 2 gloves out. She throws one to Wil and she keeps one to herself. She puts it on and grabs the food out. She pours some out onto her hand. "Open your hand out." She smiles again.

Wil: He carefully puts the gloves on, then goes to where Lizzie is. He opens his hand. Some excitement over feeding sparrows comes back to him, although it seems so long ago that they'd decided to come here. "How many sparrows are there," he asks in wonder. "I would imagine a lot, coz I see them flying around a lot, but I'm unsure to the general number."

Lizzie: She ponders for a moment. "I don't really count the birds but there are quite a lot. There's over 100, that's for sure." She smiles and begins to pour the food into his hands. She tips it over a little bit too much and spills some of the food over herself. "Oh my gods, I'm sorry!" She facepalms and tries to regain all the food that was spilt. Good going Lizzie. Good going.

Wil: He places the food in his hands onto the hammock, then quickly bends down to the ground and begins to collect the food in one location. "Honestly it's okay," he says with a little laugh. "If you hadn't had done it, I probabably would've." He moves the food to a side where it can easily be scooped up. He dusts her shirt, trying to get any granules to come off and go to the floor where it can easily be scooped. Then he realizes the gesture can be taken quite incorrectly. "Uhmm" his face goes beet red and he stamps his arms to his sides. Crap she is gonna think I'm a perv. "Err, do you happen to have a dust pan and a broom?" Sweat beads his embarrassed face.

Lizzie: She helps pick up all the food and when Wil tries to brush off the granules, she blushes a dark shade of red and then she smiles. She hears his question and instantly turns to look at him. "I'm pretty sure I do, in one of the cupboards." She gets up and trips on a nearby stick. Lizzie! He's gonna think you're a klutz now, way to go. She instantly gets up and blushes even more and goes towards the cupboards and searches. She grabs two of them and then passes one to Wil. "Here... ya go." She tries to give a small smile.

Wil: He gets concerned when she trips, but it seems she has recovered. Still, he has to make sure the fall isn't damaging. "You um, you okay there?" He bends down and uses the mini broom to swipe up the food more efficiently. He then gets it into a dust pan. As he is getting back up, he gets slightly dizzy and falls on his rump, covering hmself in the food from the dust pan. His face lights up like a christmas tree, but he can't hide his laughter. "Two for two. I think...I think it might be time to call in the big guns." He is barely able to whistle with his laughter. Oh fudge, you've blown it. Gods she must think I'm such a loser.

Pilot: He walks over and eats the food. Gods, someone please help this boy. We all know he needs it. He then walks back and continues watching the train wreck.

Lizzie: She smiles and walks over to Wil. "Oh my gods, are you ok? Here, take my hand." She extends her hand out to him. She giggles as he attempts to whistle. Aww, that's so cute of him... LIZZIE! What are you thinking? Don't be stupid!

Wil: He gladly takes her hand, hoisting himself up. "Thanks. You have a pretty laugh," he adds, almost unconsciously. His freezes for a full second as he realizes what hes just said. Asdfghjkl did I really just say that out loud? Crap, I gotta fix the situation. He looks at the ground then looks back at Lizzie, his face looking like a deer caught in headlights. "And what I mean by that is, it's just one of those laughs that like, anyone listen to all day." He widens his eyes further Wil no no no no, that did NOT help the situation. "But I mean, uh, I'm just trying to say its probably one of the prettiest sounds I've heard-" Wait what?! He quickly turns around, heading towards the hammock to get the food he'd previously left there. He turns to face Lizzie, his face looking somewhat purple. "Erm, so, round two of Sparrow feeding?" He shakily raises the food a little, gesturing at it. Wil gives a small nervous laugh, completely embarrassed and frustrated.

Lizzie: She blushes as he says she has a nice laugh. "You... Have a nice laugh too." She suddenly hesitates. "Thank you. That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." She looks at the ground and suddenly back to Wil. "Sure, I'll go get another bag and I hope I wont drop it this time." She smiles and looks at him agaim before getting another bag. "I'll get a bowl and put the seeds in there." She gently pours some in a bowl and passes it to Wil. "More safer." She laughs softly before getting another bowl and pouring some out for herself.

Wil:"Oh you know me, I'm a nice guy." Another facepalm moment, brought to you by Wil. "But I didn't say it to be nice, I said it because it is true." At this point, he felt there was no recovery. He shakes his head. I'm probably paste the point of no return. Oh gods. Welp, goodbye chance at not being a doof. He smiles awkwardly as she passes a bowl. "Oh, uh, thanks. I guess this is probably a smarter move. Seems we are a little off balance today," he jokes. "Now I just hope we don't drop the bowl."

Pilot: He looks up sharply, ears up. Quickly, he slams a paw against the floor three times. Wil, has no one told you not to knock on wood???? He glares at Wil. Bad.

Lizzie: She smiles and looks at Wil. "Thank you, and it probably is." She approaches a nearby bird and places the bowl down so that it could eat. Suddenly, a group of birds come by and started pecking at the bowl so she went to go and get another bowl and shouts to Wil to come over and help her feed the birds around her.

Wil:He rushes over with his bowl. "Uhh..." He's never fed birds before, so he's unsure of how to do it. He ends up just awkwardly sticking out his bowl with both hands, leaning away from it. "Come forth birdies, it's chow time." He looks over at Lizzie. "I'm doing this correctly right? Cause honestly I have no clue. About feeding birds. I mean, I've fed pets before, but not birds. Ye. That's what I meant." He bites his lip, preventing his motor mouth to continue.

Lizzie: Lizzie laughs softly and she smiles. "Yes, you are doing it correctly. Look, the birds are coming. Just be careful not to put your fingers too close, they can bite." A flock of sparrows come over and they start eating off the bowls.

Wil:He feels a little weird just standing there with a bowl. Kind of awkward. Thenagain, he always feels awkward. "Well, this is nothing like feeding Pilot. I just leave some food on the counter, next hing you now, BAM, it's gone." So far, no bird had packed him, which he thanked his lucky stars for. "Sparrows are so cute," he muses. "They way they eat the seeds and all." He wonders how Lizzie would look in Sparrow form. Probably incredibly cute. He mentally punches himself.

Lizzie:She smiles. "Well, sparrows I guess, are really free and take their time." She looks at him. You're cute... OMG LIZZIE WHAT THE HECK! DONT THINK THAT WAY! "Yeah, they are quite cute." She blushes.

Wil: Just then a question pops up in his head. "Do you eat like this? Like, in sparrow form? Or do you prefer to eat as a human, or do you have to do one or the other?" He realizes the question might be really rude. Wil, has thou no common sense??????

Lizzie: "No, I just eat as a human. I only turn into a sparrow when I either want to to annoy someone or just want to fly." She looks around her and at the birds and returns her gaze back to Wil.

Wil:He realizes he i kind of hungry, then notices in all the excitement it had started to get dark. He facepalms. "Hey Lizzie, I think we forgot to eat. I'm sorry, it is my bad. I guess we got really caught up with the sparrows huh." He stops then adds on. "I mean, I love feeding the sparrows with you. It's awesome."

Pilot:He can't believe his ears. Wil might actually try something. He looks up at Wil, snapping his teeth and nudging his head in Lizzie's direction.

Wil:He sees Pilot, knowing exactly what he is saying. Oh boy. He hadn't thought that far. "Um, sine this is my fault and all, uh, and you were so kind to let me come feed the birds, maybe I could feed you?" He winces. "I mean like, uh,-" he tries not to beat around the bush "- do you wanna go get food together, but like, with me paying if that's ok?"

Lizzie: She looks up after feeding a nearby sparrow. "Oh, yeah, it is getting quite dark. That's a good idea, I am kinda hungry." She blushes a shade of Scarlett when Wil mentions he likes feeding the sparrows with her. "I like feeding the sparrows with you too." She smiles. Once he mentions him feeding her, she gives him a confused look, but appreciates his offer. "Are you sure? I have some money back in the cabin, I should pay for you, I mean after getting us in this trouble and everything... But, I'd love to go to eat with you." She smiles a huge smile.

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