Atticus Vanderbilt
Son of Plutus | Lieutenant Counsellor

About Me

Atticus Vanderbilt is a demigod son of Plutus and, despite having arrived the first week of February 2018, is currently the Lt. Counsellor of his father's cabin at Camp Half-Blood. He's faced a relatively warm welcome, something he can't say he's used to after roaming Earth for over 200 years and facing so many hardships. Though new and slightly intimidated by this new world he's joined, Atticus is quite eager to see what is in store for him and his corgi, Bark Obama.

Personal Info

Full Name

Atticus Archibald Vanderbilt


September 13


19 (physically)
201 (biologically)

Zodiac Sign


Sex / Gender

Male / Male







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Romantic Orientation


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United States of America (undisclosed province)

Living Situation

Camp Half-Blood

Languages Spoken

English / Greek




  1. Children of Plutus can fire off drachma coins that materialize from their fingertips at a very high speed - fast enough that they could pierce and cut through skin upon contact. However, they cannot use this excessively, and will need a brief period of rest between turns before it can become usable again.
  2. Children of Plutus can induce a powerful desire for money and wealth upon a target, making them think of various material possessions and riches. This would leave them vulnerable to attacks.


  1. Children of Plutus have the ability to summon precious metals from the earth - diamonds, gold, other gem stones - and use them to create a wall, or a dome that could be used to blunt attacks and shield them from harm. However, they could only be roughly two or three times the size of the user, and they will crumble to dust after a short while.


  1. Children of Plutus get innately stronger when they are in possession of large amounts of money. The more money they have, the more powerful they get. They can also draw power from nearby locations that have an abundant source of wealth, e.g., banks, gold mines, ATM vestibules, etc.
  2. Children of Plutus naturally exude an aura that could make the people around them tend to be more greedy or possessive over their money and material wealth. They could turn this ability on and off as they please.
  3. Children of Plutus innately know the exact location of money, as well as luxurious high-end items within a ten mile radius. This could make them excellent treasure hunters.
  4. Children of Plutus have inherent knowledge of the different currency exchange rates of the world, as well as the price value of different material items. They can also identify gemstones and other precious metals just by touching them.


  1. Children of Plutus can summon a large number of drachma coins and command them to be magnetized on an opponent’s body for a short time, after which they lose effect and fall off the body they were attached to. This could leave an opponent vulnerable to attack or give the user a chance to flee. This can only be done if the user is able to see their target.
  2. Children of Plutus can enchant a piece of paper money or a coin with an aura of greed, which would cause surrounding people to quickly desire it. This can be used to distract a single opponent or cause a group of people to fight over the desired item.
  3. Children of Plutus can transform items into a piece of paper money - this could be an opponent’s weapon or shield, or other equipment. The item would remain in this form for a fair amount of time, and this could place an opponent at a disadvantage. However only one item can be transformed at a time.
  4. Children of Plutus can create paper bills and coins out of thin air, which can be used in transactions out in the real world. The more money they generate at a time, the more energy is drained. Constant abuse of this power - i.e., generating large heaps of money that would amount to USD 100,000 and above in one instant - could cause the user to pass out for at least a day.

3 Months After Character is Made

  1. Children of Plutus can turn precious metals into tools, objects, weapons and other items, create semi-living constructs (such as animals or golems) and/or create structures/buildings of varying permanence; however, only one combative item or semi-living construct can be conjured at a time and it cannot be larger than roughly twice the size of the one that conjured it. The longer they maintain combative items and semi-living constructs, the more it drains their energy, so they are more limited for the time they can keep these things cohesive.

6 Months After Character is Made

  1. Children of Plutus have the ability to cover their entire bodies with precious metal coating. The form they adapt depends on the user, and they all have varying effects - diamond for immense durability, silver for reflecting energy attacks, copper to act as a lightning rod, etc. This gives them extra properties that could prove useful in battle, and they could even mix and match and use multiple precious metals depending on their choice. However, their movements are more restricted and sluggish this way, and they cannot be as quick and agile as they would have been without the precious metal covering their body. Also, the longer their form is maintained, the more energy is drained from the user.

9 Months After Character is Made

  1. Children of Plutus have the ability to temporarily don "The Golden Touch". With this, they can turn literally everything they touch into gold, including, but not limited to, physical objects, elements (like water, earth and fire, but with the exclusion of air), energy attacks, and even other living beings, except the gods, of course. However, the effects are not permanent, and will wear off after a fair amount of time. The effects are also not instantaneous, and the pace of the transformation depends on the size of the target. In the case of living beings, they cannot be fully transformed into gold quickly, and the transformation will have to start from somewhere. For example if the user touches the arm of the target, the transformation will begin there and will then spread to the other parts of the body, until they are fully turned into gold. After using this power, the user will be extremely drained of energy - unable to move and could even possibly faint.


  1. Children of Plutus often make great economists, businessmen, accountants, pawn brokers and even treasure hunters because of their affinity with money and material wealth.
  2. Children of Plutus often find themselves living a luxurious and wealthy life, or if not, grow to accumulate more wealth over time through various reasons. Those close to them - like friends, lovers and family - could also find themselves affected by this.
  3. Children of Plutus normally excel at games where money is involved as a prize. For example, they have higher chances of winning when it comes to the lottery, or in different casino games, as well as betting on different sports games especially when a high sum of money is involved.
  4. Children of Plutus tend to greatly care about financial success, and while these reasons can usually be selfish, some can be driven by a desire to aid loved ones and even strangers with their wealth. But most can agree that making money is one of the most important things in the world to them.
  5. While many children of Plutus find legitimate ways to make money, others are willing to go to extreme lengths for it, like getting involved in risky activities such as drug trafficking for the sake of money. This can sometimes send them down rather immoral paths.
Name Etymology

Given Name [ Atticus ]

Atticus is an old Roman (Latin) nickname meaning “man of Attica”. Attica is a place name; dating back to Antiquity, it is the region in Greece which surrounds Athens.

Middle Name [ Archibald ]

Archibald is a masculine given name, composed of the Germanic elements erchan (with an original meaning of "genuine" or "precious") and bald "bold".

Surname [ Vanderbilt ]

A topographic surname for someone living near a low hill, from the Middle Low German bulte, meaning "mound" or "low hill."



Favourite Colour

Navy Blue

Favourite Movie

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His corgi, Bark Obama


Children of Ares

First Kiss

Emerson Miller

First Crush

Emerson Miller

First Love

Emerson Miller

First Time

Moriarty Fowler


Welsh Corgi puppy



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Atticus has endured all sorts of abuse and witnessed even more - sexual assault, public humiliation, physical and emotional abuse, being held as a war prisoner, being kidnapped, etc. - but he's persevered. He's learned how to pick himself up again and push through all obstacles that present themselves. In the face of great adversity, he's learned that the best thing he can do is unite with others going through similar struggles and walk forward together, head held high. He believes strongly in unity and aiding those that need it. All his struggles have given him a clear view on how he wants to live his life; now that he's no longer immortal, Atticus hopes to make amends for his originally immoral ways of living. He no longer has all the time in the world - his life has been cut short, something that despite his gratefulness has marked the beginning of a new him. From a man defined by greed and his need to have it all, Atticus has grown and matured enough to recognize that that's not an ideal way to live. Where he was once isolated unless speaking in terms of galas and parties, he now actively seeks out the comfort of human connections. He values his relationship with others deep down, and strives to make more and more of them.

[ More to be written. ]


When you look back on your life, the only thing that matters is did you spend it doing what you love? With the people you love? Were you happy? Did you make the most of this beautiful, terrifying, messed-up life? Did you let go of all the things that held you back? So you can hold onto what matters most? Did you make the most of this beautiful, terrifying, messed-up life?

Atticus is the product of a his father's secret dalliance none other than Lord Plutus himself, the daddiest of sugar daddies. For the standards held in the early 19th century (white & male), his father Theodore was a man with influence. He had money and power, and was known as the man with one of the highest numbers of slaves in what is modern-day North Carolina. Back when he'd had his affair with Plutus, he'd been a single man in the search for the ideal wife. She had to be white, of course, beautiful, and smart enough to deal with the household but not enough that she'd gain a better reputation than him. You'd have thought that Plutus delivering Theodore's son would discourage the women from approaching him, but no. If anything, they sought him out with more fervor, finding the concept of him having a newborn from his 'love ripped away from the world too soon' (as big of a lie as it was) very endearing. Somehow. If only they'd known Atticus was the product of his father screwing Plutus to the point of blatant exhaustion for days without end. If only they'd realized he enjoyed the dick more than he did the v.

At the start, Atticus Vanderbilt was a carbon copy of his father not only physically, but personality-wise, too. He had a reputation to uphold, and God only knows what Theodore was capable of doing should he not follow his lead.. His father had a short temper, and throughout Atticus' childhood, that temper was typically aimed at him. The older Atticus got, and the more violence he was exposed to, it became increasingly easier for him to lash out. While he was able to maintain appearances in public, under the watchful eyes of the citizens of the North Carolina providence, there were times in which he was unable to hold himself back and showed the monster that coursed within. The times where he felt truly at peace were few and far in between, but nearly every single time was when he was in the presence of his family's ever-growing crowd of 'indentured servants'. Atticus wasn't blind, nor was he stupid, though, knowing his father's claims that they were signed onto his services were blatant lies.

He was twelve when the Civil War broke out. It'd been long since coming, but regardless, it had still taken him and his family by surprise. Nowadays, Atticus believes that the war is what put off his attacks. There were likely demigods involved, no doubt children of war gods, that put a stop to potential attacks. He only ever encountered a hellhound at the tender age of thirteen, and even then he ran so fast, intent on getting to safety, that he believed he left the monster behind. Had he stayed, however, he'd have come to realize there was a satyr who would have been more than willing to help him train and learn who he truly was and what he was capable of. Regardless, Atticus was able to live in blissful ignorance and safety until he turned seventeen years old. The war was freshly over, and yet he couldn't shake off the feeling that something bad lurked in his near future. It was most likely something relating to his secret relationship with one of the recently freed 'servants' his father had - Emerson Miller. It had been long-since standing, much like his friendship with one of Emerson's mates - Romeo. It was easy to say that his son was falling harder and faster with every passing day for the former slave. Unbeknown to Atticus' father, it had been going on for years.

When Atticus was seventeen, Theodore's ignorance came crashing down as reality made itself known; Atticus was having a romantic affair with Emerson whilst maintaining Romeo as his closest friend. Despite slavery now being frowned upon by the law, Theodore retained old ideals and was beyond enraged when he found out about his son's platonic and romantic ties. It wasn't that his son was gay, because he himself was known to love the dick, but to have a thing for negroes? That was something he could hardly understand, let alone condone. Theodore's rage went to the point that he actively sought to stab these rats corrupting his son. While Romeo was able to flee the scene relatively unscathed, Emerson unfortunately couldn't meet the same fate. He died at the hands of Theodore, a knife driven straight through his chest. Atticus was present during the time it happened and while he tried to put a stop to it, he was unable to do anything other than watch his father kill the man he loved. Atticus was beyond heartbroken - he begged and pleaded for Emerson to stay with him, and afterwards yelled at his father until he was hoarse. To make matters worse, Theodore's rage blinded him and made him turn against his own son. It began with a punch, continued by a knee to the ribs, and so on and on. Atticus was able to defend himself, but his fear of hurting his father extensively won him out... until it didn't. That man had killed Emerson. That monster had taken away what was most precious to Atticus. And he had to pay for it. That night, Theodore's body was found with a knife ticking out of his face, multiple stabs across his body, and Emerson not too far from him. Atticus was never again seen in the region, nor the great wealth Theodore had amassed throughout the years and hidden in a big safe inside his house.

Atticus' new home was London, England. He remade himself, for a time leaving behind his identity as Atticus Vanderbilt and becoming Nicholas King. He was there for two years, living off the wealth his father had amassed back in America. Never did he worry about money, since literally every time he tried his hand at the lottery or making bets, he'd wind up winning and ending up with more money than he started off with. Not once did Atticus discover what true struggle was financially, thus allowing himself to spend his free time out, attending parties and galas as he began to introduce himself to the society of the wealthy British. Moreover, despite what he did, not once did he forget about Emerson and Romeo. The two years after leaving England were long, but Atticus didn't take them for granted. God only knows what would happen if he'd stayed back home. That said, given he was no longer in an environment plagued by wars and demigods to hunt the monsters in the region, Atticus became all that more vulnerable to potential monster attacks. He was ambushed by hellhounds just a few short days after arriving at England. This attack took him by surprise, mentally scarred him, and also left him on the verge of death. He'd likely have not lived to see sunlight again if not for Rory the Satyr.

His injuries were extensive and it took a long week of recuperation to be able to show himself in public again. The hellhounds had done a number on him, and for a brief period of time, Rory and his demigod companions doubted he would survive the injuries. Atticus was lucky that he did, thanks to the aid the nectar and ambrosia gave him. After that initial horrid week, Atticus was a little more stable and clear-handed to even begin to attempt to understand what was occurring. It took multiple lengthy explanations, but Atticus came to realize that he was, indeed a demigod. He wasn't sure whose, but he knew he was a demigod and now he had to adjust his lifestyle accordingly. Rory and his companions all agreed on one thing: Atticus was in danger if he continued to try and live his life like a normal person. The demigods had matters to tend to (i.e returning home to France), but Rory was very willing to lag behind and come to Atticus' aid. He appreciated it, he really did, mostly because he recognized he wouldn't be able to survive on his own. Not if all monsters were like those that attacked him first.

For the next two years, Atticus underwent intense conditioning and training. Rory wanted to make him every bit of a worthy demigod, and Atticus sought the ability to protect himself. His godly parent remained a mystery most of those two years, but they never questioned his godly heritage what with his ability to ingest nectar and ambrosia, and his attracting monsters. And when his father finally claimed him after winning a bet of a large sum of money in a sports game, it kind of made them both feel like idiots; Atticus was wealthy and always had luck with winning more money. Once he found out, Atticus stepped out of his box a little further, taking risks and becoming an avid better. There were times in which he lost, but he was winning money at a quicker rate than he was losing it. Not only that, but Atticus also began to flaunt his wealth and social status around, utilizing it to attract women and men romance-wise. Even gods, actually. He never took it to the next level, though, and just led them on before promptly disappearing on them. It got on the nerves of many, but truth be told, Atticus just wasn't digging the whole sex thing. Many found it irritating, though a few respected it. Regardless of if they did or not, Atticus didn't pay much attention to their reactions. He always placed himself as a priority. He'd come to realize he had to do it if it meant he'd survive. Unfortunately, at the age of nineteen, his asexuality brought on a curse on him and his soulmate - his long lost best mate, Romeo.

Aphrodite was a prideful woman. It was for that quality alone that she was most infamous in the halls of Olympus. She always wound up getting the guy (or girl) and always found a way to conceive more children. She went for the most beautiful of people, and always planned ahead of herself to ensure maximum enjoyment. She'd thought Atticus would be an easy score. Sure he'd refused sex with many others, but how could anyone turn her away? She tried her hand at seducing him, but Atticus was firm in his distaste towards sex. He didn't want to do it - the concept alone was kind of unnerving for him. Despite how hard she tried, Atticus continued to shoot her down, inclusively even turning his back on her. All he appreciated were romantic connections; it wasn't his fault if everyone else wanted something more than that. Aphrodite didn't take well to this, she really didn't. She wouldn't be Aphrodite if she didn't make him regret his decision. Led by her anger and a wounded pride, Aphrodite condemned him to an immortal life of solitude. Platonic or romantic, no amount of affection he held for others would never be reciprocated. Initially, he refused to believe Aphrodite had actually cursed him, until little by little, those he thought he could trust most abandoned him. Rory had suddenly decreed he never should have stayed with Atticus, that his original charges in France were more important from the beginning, his so-called friends from the high society shunned him and belittled him as much as they could, but most importantly; the girl he was truly interested in courting had decided he suddenly wasn't good enough. It was like all of London's citizens had turned their backs on him. He no longer had anything to tie him there, and without much thought, Atticus fled England as he'd done North Carolina.

It was difficult for him to cope with his immortality and curse. No matter where he went, no matter what he did, it seemed everyone despised him. Nobody seemed to spare him a thought that was filled with ire, and those that did, typically wanted to get into his pants. When refused, as you would imagine, they would also become resentful and target harmful words towards Atticus. He was forced to live a century and then some under this constant hatred. The only one who remained consistently pro-Atticus was Romeo, whom he'd learned years after being cursed that had been reincarnated into a new man. Same looks, same name, memories retained, and yet unable to stop the cycle of rebirth. Whilst Romeo seemed to be the exception to Aphrodite's curse, he was a mere mortal, who more often than not only lived a couple decades, at most, before his ultimate demise. And every time he died, another piece of Atticus broke away. He had nothing to live for. He had nothing tying him to the mortal world. He was all alone, barely a babe compared to other immortals running around, and he was already feeling the immense sadness and loneliness that came with his status. He suffered from suicidal thoughts most of this time, with the only few exceptions being those where he was with Romeo. The thing was... despite everything, he always remembered. They knew who they were, and they always were drawn to one another. Whether Romeo was a young boy, a teenager, or a grown man, Atticus always found him. They were able to bond and spend some time together, instants that Atticus enjoyed thoroughly. He was his brother, and no curse would ever break them apart - until it did. Sometimes, Atticus believes that Romeo's curse is a side-effect of his own placed by Aphrodite. Why wouldn't it be? The only man he could ever bring himself to love after Emerson's demise - as platonic as it was - continuously abandoned him and left him a sobbing, broken mess of a man. He was, essentially, the shell of who he once was. Spiritually, Atticus Vanderbilt ceased to exist. Every time Romeo disappeared was another time he made an attempt at giving his life to Hades. But Aphrodite's curse persisted and Atticus was forced to go on.

By the time World War I broke out, Atticus had become a nurse. He was good at his profession, even had the potential to become a doctor, but he was unable to connect with his patients. For one reason or the other, nobody ever felt well cared of when they were under his care. It was a shame, but luckily, he didn't need a connection as a nurse for the United States throughout the war. Yes, he'd officially returned, despite the place being filled to the brim with bad memories, and was doing what he could to help in the war. Even after it was over, he continued to assist as a surgical nurse, watching patients come and go, and suffering in silence every time he stumbled across someone who reminded him of his past. Atticus' life was filled to the brim with darkness, and the random intervals of time in which Romeo appeared once again in his life were beginning to do even more harm. Atticus didn't have to say it; Romeo could see it with his own two eyes. He was causing his best friend - the man he'd come to love as his brother and help through thick and thin - more pain than was worth. The last time Atticus ever saw him was during the era of World War II, before he was sent to help at Pearl Harbor. Atticus never understood why he didn't see Romeo again; surely dying and being reincarnated didn't take too long, correct? Regardless, after World War II, Atticus decided to break apart from his services as a nurse, retiring indefinitely and retreating into a calm life in Colorado - it was far away from many, and he had nature to appreciate. Despite the nymphs and spirits that often mistreated him, Atticus was able to push on. His retreat was one that helped him clear his mind, and indirectly helped him get through the mist of darkness that was fast approaching. It happened in New Year's Eve. He was going to celebrate the arrival of 2000, the new century, at a party in Las Vegas. It had become a hot spot, but it wasn't one that Atticus frequented. Just when he felt really lonely and in need of company, as shitty as it were.

The man was handsome, Atticus had to give him that much. He had ruggedly beautiful features that had captured the attention of everyone there, Atticus included. Moreover, the only person (un)lucky enough to catch his attention was Atticus. Nowadays, Atticus recognizes he should have been able to spot the red flags. The clenching of his jaw, forced smiles, dark looks, vice-like grip, and the fact that he seemed to be fiddling with something in his pockets all the time. Regardless, Atticus was in bliss, believing he'd found another exception to the curse. However, much like all others, this turned out to be a fluke. They'd gone out of the bar and had gone for a walk, but it wasn't long until Atticus was yanked into an alleyway. The man - whose name was Moriarty Fowler - made it slow and increasingly painful after hitting Atticus with an empty bottle of beer over the head. Atticus was semi-conscious throughout the ordeal, thus being able to remember the event when he regained full consciousness in a hospital the next day. When he found out... he just felt dirty. Corrupt. He'd tried his best to stop him, and he'd failed. He felt ashamed of himself. Atticus found it difficult to move on from the event, and even nowadays, it still lingers in the back of his head, fearful of what could happen in the future. Sure, he'd had sexual intercourse before (wanting to not feel lonely, for once in his miserable life), but that wasn't consented. He hadn't wanted it to happen. The years that followed were long, slow and painful. Atticus lived in fears of something like that happening again, and so he lived in solitude for a vast majority of them. He resumed his job as a nurse and found himself re-inserted in old habits such as drinking, gambling, etc. He was really taking a turn for the worse, and had he not been saved by Dionysus, he probably would have joined the dark side. Sure, he recognized Dionysus had probably done it for his own benefit to decrease his workload, but nonetheless Atticus was grateful and helped him in every way, shape and form he could. He was great at his job, now that he for sure had a purpose. Being a god, Dionysus was exempt from the curse, and therefore was able to bring much meaning to Atticus' life. Atticus did all kinds of jobs for him, until finally, he was released from his duties in November of 2017. With his freedom, something he had to admit he'd been dreading, came the end of Aphrodite's curse on him. He and Aphrodite had a long, extensive argument about the curse she'd placed and, while she'd initially not recalled what it was nor why she had done it, remembered eventually. The only reason she took it back was because quite frankly, she wanted him to go to camp and hopefully mingle with her children. Maybe then would he come to realize that being with anyone related to Aphrodite - or the goddess herself - was an idea worth entertaining, regardless of what you did or didn't like.

For months, Atticus used his freedom to get back in the saddle. He was short on money, and he was also short on knowledge of the advancements made in the mortal world during the time he served Dionysus. He utilized his time to catch up on everything, as well as make an attempt at seeking Romeo out. While he had no such luck, Atticus did meet one Daria Sollis. She spoke of a powerful man who had talked to her about opening a vineyard, something that struck Atticus odd. That seemed an awful lot like Dionysus. Upon further investigation, he came to realize it was his child. Thus, Atticus led her to camp, where he decided to stay for good as it seemed not only did Plutus finally have a cabin, but there was the chance of something good and beautiful happening there. Something worth living his mortal life out for.


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Maia / Quotev

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