“okay, so BE HONEST…” fernanda begins, trailing off while trying to contain an excited grin overtaking her face. she’s holding a mug behind her back that she just recently finished crafting, a little too THRILLED with the result. “i tried my best. i know for a fact it’s not the worst, but it’s not the best. just tell me you’d buy this as an overpriced souvenir at disney.” she pulls it out from behind her back, the mug decked out in the little mermaid.
“i’ve never been to disney─ ” if she’s honest she’s not even sure where disney is─ “but i’d definitely drop at least fifteen dollars on etsy, plus shipping and handling. it’s got that handmade quality everyone loves, totally makes it worth the price. a bit more practice, or even some matching pieces for a set? you’d definitely make some good money off that stuff.”
☄ ❝ tired of being out-shined by your old man, huh? and to think, we get to deal with this every year. ❞ having the gods around was always pretty awkward. it kinda felt like a parent-teacher conference. sure, these gods wre omnipotent and whatever, but to think mr. d could be slagging of ash to her dad right this second.
❝ i heard some of the others were actually trying to flirt with apollo? that must’ve been pretty fun. ❞
“oh no, he is more than welcome to steal the spotlight if he wants it ─ which he generally does.” one of the few things she guessed she’d inherited from her mother was her lack of a real need to be the center of attention. “it’d just be nice if he could find a way that didn’t lead to half of the camp lining up to see who can flirt their way into his good graces, y’know?”
☄ out of everyone in the camp, ash probably had the most relaxed relationship with her godly parent. after all, he was a pretty chill guy, and she never really had the same resentment and abandonment issues as the rest of the campers. so when he rocked up to the hetacomb, sure, they chatted for a while, but really, what is there to talk about? ‘yeah i’ve just been sleeping really, you?’ ‘sleeping.’ so whilst others were avoiding or yelling at their parents, ash had an awkward thirty minute catch up and then ditched the old man to find literally anyone else.
❝ so does anyone want to like, i dont know, borrow my dad for parent day? because, like…. i mean, i’m not using him, you know? ❞
ophelia has no real issue with the gods ─ she personally didn’t even hold it against the ones that hadn’t claimed their kids before percy jackson’s deal, though she also couldn’t blame the others that were upset with them. in her mind they were gods and holding them to mortal standards just didn’t work, no matter how much people wanted it to. still that didn’t make it easier to spend too much time around them ─ especially when one of the gods that had showed up was her own father.
“yeah, i’ll pass ─ i don’t think my dad would smite me right here, but i’d rather not risk it. thanks though. think they’re planning on sticking around much longer?”
what was the point of RECLAIMING manhattan if they couldn’t very well enjoy it? the spoils of battle were sorely needed in his opinion, and even if that wasn’t her intention, he was more than happy to convince her. ( he could’ve been a lawyer in another life. ) “ well, if you’re taking volunteers, ” he’ll casually inject himself into the situation. ( casual being the key word. ) “ WHO’S DRIVING? ”
a soft hum escapes her as she eyes the other, “are you asking because you want to drive, or because you don’t?” if she’s honest she’d be fine either way. she’s got an old truck tucked out of sight near the road, carefully hidden by a bit of mist courtesy of one of the younger hecate kids she’d snuck into town for some ice cream ─ there was no sentimental value, and she wasn’t above letting others use it when they wanted as long as the keys were back in her hand by the next day. “either way i get to pick the music.”
“hey,” ophelia’s only half paying attention at the moment, enough to know there was someone nearby but not enough to guess at who it was ─ she seemed more interested in the clothes she was shoving in a bag. “i’ve gotta make a trip into manhattan to get the last of my stuff. don’t suppose you wanna tag along?” she finally shifts her focus to the other, offering a small grin. she has no real reason to ask, aside from the boredom she knows she’ll face on the two and a half hour drive she has ahead of her.
𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: in front of the apollo cabin
𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎: late afternoon / early evening
𝚏𝚘𝚛: open
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&& whoa little songbird,
still your breath and bite your tongue -
your fight is far from over,
your life has only just begun.
〔 LULU ANTARIKSA, 21, CIS FEMALE 〕╰ DAPHNE OPHELIA WRIGHT just came over half - blood hill . you know , the child of APOLLO who was claimed ten years ago ? i’ve heard chiron say that she is OBSERVANT & COMPASSIONATE , but if you ask the aphrodite kids , they’d say they’re RETICENT & WILLFUL . i’d say they remind me of messy buns and yoga pants with a grin that says ‘i haven’t slept in a week’ , empty pizza boxes with poems and lyrics scribbled across them , coffee cups forgotten on windowsills , whispered apologies as the sun sets , pushing yourself to your feet no matter how hard you fall , fingertips moving over the strings an old and well-loved guitar , especially since they’re NEUTRAL/FOR THE NEW CABINS .
basics .
name : daphne ophelia wright .
nicknames : oph , lia , wright , banshee ( only her sibling can get away with calling her this ) .
birth date : nov. 20th, 1999 .
gender : cis female .
pronouns : she / her .
ethnicity : indonesian / white .
nationality : american .
hometown : santa monica , california .
demigod abilities :
- curse creation - can curse others to speak in
rhyming couplets for a time .
- archery expertise - naturally skilled with a bow .
- vitakinesis - can heal herself and others ( to heal
others she must sing to her father ) .
- audiokinesis - control of sound waves and music .
- excels in the arts - musically inclined and excels
in all forms of art
cabin number & godly parent : cabin seven , apollo .
how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? : ophelia’s mother knew what she was doing , had purposely surrounded herself with people she knew would attract the god . she herself was talented with a violin , the sort of talented that never grew famous but left a lasting impression on those that heard her .
muse appearance .
faceclaim : lulu antariksa .
height : 5′2 .
hair colour : dark brown / black .
eye colour : golden blue .
dominant hand : right hand .
distinguishing features : her eyes , which are typically blue .
dress style : casual or athleisure is the best way to describe her style . she generally wears jeans , shorts , or some sort of leggings paired with a worn-out t-shirt or hoodie . only wears shoes when she has to .
camp - related .
go - to weapon : a bow that was a gift from her father , a xiphos that is the only thing of her mother’s she kept .
ambrosia : a fresh funnel cake drizzled with chocolate and caramel , covered with powdered sugar .
favourite camp location : the north wood , deep enough in that most other campers don’t come around too often .
their opinion of their godly parent : she loves her father and is as close to him as any demigod can hope to be with their godly parent .
age they were claimed : eleven years old .
how they were claimed : ophelia’s childhood was an unusual one , even for the child of a god . she knew very early on that she was a demigod, but never knew who her father was - that changed not before her eleventh birthday , when events occurred that would’ve left her orphaned in the eyes of the mortal world . her father came to her in person , leaving her in the care of an old satyr that would take her to camp half-blood . the satyr left her to walk through the woods to the camp alone , refusing to get too close and ultimately making it nearly impossible for the girl to convince anyone that she already knew her father and had no reason to stay in the hermes cabin. it would be the next morning that she was claimed, after a night of refusing to sleep in the hermes cabin and instead spent sneaking around camp.
stance on the new cabins : for the new cabins / neutral .
reason for their stance : she understands why people would want their own space , especially with so many of the demigods being fulltimers at camp , but hasn’t really given the whole situation much thought .
their opinion on lyssa pentelute : she does not like lyssa , at all, full stop . even if ophelia did understand why lyssa was acting out - which she doesn’t - she can’t stand her on a personal level .
quests : several ! the last of which took place when she was 16/17 and didn’t go very well for her .
personality .
positive traits : observent & compassionate .
neutral traits : tenacious & ardent .
negative traits : willful & reticent .
mbti : infp .
alignment : neutral good .
hogwarts house : gryffindor .
kinsey scale : 2 .
archetype : "the wise old man” self & “the innocent child” persona .
what candle scent are they : black cherry merlot .
goals & desires : her main goal is just to help people whenever she can .
fears : turning out like her mother .
hobbies : singing , playing with whatever instrument is close at hand , drinking more coffee than any one person ever should , painting/drawing on things that probably shouldn’t be painted/drawn on , hanging out in the tops of trees .
habits : humming under her breath , drumming her fingers against her thigh when nervous or stressed .
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so this is ophelia, my newest kid. below you’ll find some Fun Facts™ about her. feel free to hit me with any questions you have <3
- TRIGGER WARNINGS: child abuse/neglect, death/murder, all just mentions but just to be safe <3
- ophelia’s mom? not a good woman by any stretch of the imagination.
- she was a demigod with a minor god for a divine parent, resented the gods and camp.
- had two demigod children - ophelia & her older sibling ( will be a wanted connection ) - with two different gods, was raising them to be weapons.
- she never told the kids who their other parents were, taught them twisted versions of stories that made the gods and heroes out to be much worse than they were.
- she named ophelia ‘daphne’ because she thought it was funny to name the girl after one of the people apollo could never have. ( info on the myth of apollo & daphne )
- ophelia and her sibling were homeschooled.
- her stepdad was good to her and her sibling - as much as he could be anyways. took them out to have fun whenever their mom would go on ‘business trips’.
- this is how the kids actually ended up learning about the gods a little better, and were able to at least guess at who their parents might be - it helped that when they asked, their stepdad didn’t hide it from them.
- their mom found out and was pissed. she killed the kids’ stepdad, it didn’t go according to plan tho and instead of being the well-trained soldiers she’d been raising ophelia and her sibling retaliated - they’d tried to act fast enough to save their stepdad, but they couldn’t save him.
- ophelia had struck the killing blow against their mom, narrowly missing her sibling with the arrow but she’d trusted that she’d hit her mark.
- she sang in their stepdad’s final moments, something in her gut telling her it was what she should do - but even a child of apollo can’t heal all things.
- her dad showed up, some things happened that i’ll explain someday, and the kids were on their way to camp.
- she was claimed at dawn the day after arriving at camp.
- when she was 16/17 she went on a quest that didn’t go as planned
- one of the heroes that was with her turned against the other two, badly wounding the other that was with them before going down. they had no ambrosia which left ophelia, and she only had the strength to save one of the two in that moment, already worn down from the quest and having to heal herself. she made her choice, saving one and ending the other’s suffering.
- she refused to go on more quests after that, and left camp when she turned 18 with no intention of going back.
- she was living in manhattan when the battle happened, had two mortal roommates that had fallen asleep when the spell washed over the city. she very nearly stayed out of it, but her heart just wouldn’t let her sit by if she could do something to help.
- she... technically fought on the side of the gods, but only attacked monsters, while helping demigods from both sides.
- she came back to camp to help after the war, and has stayed for some reason she can’t quite figure out.
- her sibling calls her ‘banshee’ bc she’s always had a habit of singing or humming sadly when things die/are dying.
