Son of Poseidon.
I treat my body like a temple; open to everyone, day or night. Camp Half-Blood Joined April 2020 789Following 987Followers
History @rhysbuck • Apr 05
In an otherwise mundane world, Rhys Buchanan knows his history makes him stick out like a sore thumb among his mother’s cohorts. He’s the product of a summer fling, of a series of escapades that were bound to end in heartbreak. He doesn’t know the details, nor does he want to, but he knows enough to realize he’s the result of Poseidon taking his interests with swimming Olympic gold medalist Alexandria Buchanan a little too personally. They’d met during the training phase leading into the Olympics and had grown close very quickly. Alexandria was smitten with who she believed to be the new Team USA wellness coach, and didn’t realize who it was until it was too late. Still, she says, she wouldn’t have changed anything even if she’d known the truth. Through their closeness they eventually fell into bed together, and that continued well into her celebrations regarding her new gold medal. She thought all was well, that maybe they’d pursue something more when they wouldn’t be seen as scandalous, but there it was - she woke up one day, well-rested even after a night of thorough debauchery, and he was gone with the wind.
Alexandria didn’t understand, she was heartbroken, but she made the best of a shitty situation. There was a moment in time where she doubted her ability to raise a child on her own and considered abortion as an option, but she quickly realized she wouldn’t be in it alone. Even though her family had ostracized her for her out-of-wedlock child, she had the rest of Team USA to rely on, including the gaggle of soccer players that made up the U.S. Soccer Federation and had quickly become some of her closest friends. Over the months that followed, Alexandria grew more and more comfortable with the concept of motherhood, and when Rhys arrived, she was immediately in love. Nothing else mattered beyond the bundle in her arms. Regardless of whether his father ever sought him out or not, she would dote on him, care for him and ensure he led a healthy, happy life. He’d have everything he ever wanted and so, so much more. It was a promise she made and lived to see through in the following years. With his gaggle of aunts and uncles that showered him with plenty of gifts, it’s truly a miracle he didn’t turn out so spoiled.
Growing up, all Rhys wanted to do was be in the water. The ocean, pools, rivers, lakes - it didn’t matter to him. He was a very easy child to please, and those interests didn’t wane in spite of it being what everyone expected of him. He’ll grow out of it, they’d say. Except he didn’t. If anything, these interests accelerated. He was a proficient swimmer, great at sailing, and knew his way around any and every boat he stepped on. It was like he was gifted, like it ran in his blood. It wasn’t until he was about six that Poseidon formally acknowledged him as his son. He came down personally while Rhys was in his first day of first grade and took his time explaining who he was, who Rhys was, and what she should expect. She was understandably heartbroken that her son was created on a lie, angry that Poseidon had withheld the truth from her, concerned for what the future held, and a myriad of other emotions. It was a draining day, but by the time Poseidon left - right as Rhys’ school bus pulled up to their apartment complex - Alexandria felt a lot more at ease. It was the closure she didn’t realize she needed but was relieved to have. From that day onwards, she made another promise; to raise Rhys to be the brave demigod she now knew him to be. He needed to learn to fend for himself and pay tribute to his Greek heritage even if he wasn’t going to learn about it until he was eleven, per Poseidon’s instructions.
Rhys wasn’t sure what got into his mother, but she stayed true to her promise to Poseidon. Rhys learned more about Greek Mythology in the next six years than he thought he’d ever learn. From the monsters to the legends, from the gods and their scopes to their influence in the contemporary world, his brain was filled to the brim with knowledge meant to aid him in his survival later on. He wasn’t sure why it was happening, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying it. He got to share his wealth of knowledge with his pseudo cousins, which made him feel smart and important. Meanwhile, his mother also faced new developments, eventually meeting Averie Labbe, a Marine Biologist based out of Long Island. It was a long distance relationship over the internet for a while, but it was their love that eventually led Alexandria to move herself and Rhys out to New York from their home state of Utah. It sucked, of course, but he understood this was a move that would make her happier than she’d ever been, and who was he to deprive her of that?
It was in New York where Rhys found out the truth. Like Poseidon had told her, she waited until he had turned eleven and then some. He’d warned her he would become the target to monster attacks as soon as he became aware of his identity, and she’d tried to hold off until she found someone that could help train him. Yes, she signed him up for sword fighting classes, but it wasn’t enough. They didn’t teach him how to dodge fire-breathing horses or evade minotaurs. They didn’t teach him how to survive off his demigod instincts. Nobody seemed to take her seriously when she asked about demigods, nor did she see anyone at the address Poseidon had given her regarding the secret demigod camp. Granted, she wouldn’t be able to see it, but wouldn’t there be people there regardless? In the outskirts? Well, turns out the answer is no. There wouldn’t be. So with a heavy heart, she confessed, and just braced for impact.
To his credit, Rhys took it reasonably well. He knew something had to have been up. The lessons, the training, the Greek camps, the trips to Greece? Hell, moving to New York? There was just no way she could be lying. Plus she was too kind for that. He took her word for it, but was affronted to discover he was supposed to sit back and wait for monsters to come and try to kill him? Nah, fuck that. He’s reckless. He always has been. So, naturally, he went out and tried to find these lowlifes. He ended up finding them, and boy oh boy did he come to regret it. He stumbled across a pack of hellhounds, and the only thing he remembers from that incident is attacking them head-on and promptly passing out when one of them nicked him. Horrible wound across his torso, that gave him. The only reason he made it through was a neighboring son of Hecate who came to his rescue and brought him to Camp Half-Blood, where he was nursed to health and officially claimed as a son of Poseidon. His mother was worried sick; the incident happened on a Thursday evening, and it wasn’t until Saturday morning that he’d woken up and given her a call. She was disturbed, but ultimately agreed that he should stay in camp until he was able to fend for himself. He stayed there for a couple years, training with the weapons provided by the Hephaestus Cabin, learning, and when he was fifteen, he left. He wanted to be with his family; could you blame him?
He had about five monster attacks between then and his return to Camp Half-Blood, which was only spurred by his mother encouraging him to stay somewhere he wouldn’t risk becoming infected with COVID-19. The furies were easy to deal with; he didn’t have to go past two arrows and several jabs with his sword to handle that incident, only because instead of all three, only two were there. It was a nuisance, and he ended up with a bleeding arm, but he made due. Then it was the hellhounds again, but he got payback by ganging up with a couple of his demigod friends and killing all six hellhounds. It was a little troublesome, but because there were a few demigods, they easily made due. He also came across several scorpions and fire-breathing horses - and a cyclops - but he likes to think those incidents are irrelevant (largely because he ended up all bruised and battered and with a wounded ego). Only a week ago did he return to Camp Half-Blood for his own protection, but is looking to distract his mind by joining the Big Brother competition.
Powers @rhysbuck • Apr 05
Powers of a Son of Poseidon (3/6/9 locked):
- Children of Poseidon can fire a powerful blast of water with high pressure, the equivalent to that of a powerful fire hose.
- Children of Poseidon have the ability to conjure a weapon out of water 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 water.
- Children of Poseidon can densify the water pressure in their own bodies, hardening their muscles and skin to the point where they are immune to physical attacks for a short time.
- Children of Poseidon can innately breathe and heal slightly faster underwater.
- Children of Poseidon can keep themselves and everything they touch dry in the water, unless they choose to become wet.
- Children of Poseidon can make air bubbles form under water, some large enough to contain allies and sustain them for a moderate time before popping.
- Children of Poseidon 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.
- Children of Poseidon have the ability to create minor earthquakes, only large enough to knock anyone in the immediate vicinity of the user off their feat, and only for a few seconds.
- Children of Poseidon 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.
- Children of Poseidon are able to telekinetically move water at a high rate. The larger amount of water used, the more energy it drains.
- Children of Poseidon are able to summon and telepathically command equestrian animals, such as horses, giraffes, zebras and hippocampi. They can also do the same with all animals that dwell in the sea, the more animals summoned and the bigger they are. The more energy is drained.
- Children of Poseidon can create the octopus form, a body of water formed around the user into a protective barrier of water with eight or so whip-like limbs which can be used to grasp or strike an attacking opponent or to intercept and seize incoming projectiles. The longer this form is maintained, the more energy is drained.
3 Months After a Character is Made
- Children of Poseidon can summon a tidal wave of up to 25-feet tall, which can not harm them. The tidal wave could injure an opponent and give the user a chance to flee.
6 Months After a Character is Made
- Children of Poseidon are able to transform into horses while out of the water, or hippocampi while in the water, for short times, the longer they remain in the form, the more energy it drains and the more time they need to rest between transforming.
9 Months After a Character is Made
- Children of Poseidon are able to transform their bodies into a state of pure water for a short time, during this they are immune to attacks. The hydrokinetic abilities they already possess are enhanced by this state. the user will be extremely drained once the transformation ends. Unable to move and could possibly faint.
- Children of Poseidon always know their exact coordinates when in water and are able to innately feel the difference between freshwater and saltwater.
- Children of Poseidon normally have a love for water, and generally excel at water sports.
- Children of Poseidon tend to be favored by animals of the sea.
- Children of Poseidon often have a natural affinity for horses and many grow up to become equestrians.
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Custom Trivia @rhysbuck • Apr 05
- Rhys' go-to is the Casanova, but he very rarely indulges in it.
- He is, ironically, allergic to shrimp.
- His favorite word is yikes, largely because it summarizes his life.
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