the warmth of the room wasn’t helping matters, she couldn’t tell if the heat on her cheeks was because she was blushing or just from the presence of so many fires and kilns. but as he turns his attention to her and pulls his goggles off to rest in his hair, delia knows that a blush couldn’t be ruled out completely. honestly, through no fault of his own, this was very inconveniencing. knowing herself at all, she should have expected a crush to catch with someone, but everything was so new still, and she’d just broken up with her very mortal boyfriend rather than try to make this all work. so she just needed to wait this out, and maybe she didn’t even really like him, maybe she just thought he was good looking. yeah, she’s sure that’s what it was.
oh, so he was nice too. that was… good. delia tamped down the nervous giggle that threatened to leave her, clearing her throat instead as she handed over her sword. ❝ well that’s the thing. i’m pretty new here, so i don’t really know what my options even would be. maybe whatever you recommend? or you can just sharpen it if that’s all you have time for, you do seem to be in the middle of something. am i supposed to just leave it here? i don’t really know how this works.. ❞ god she was a mess.
◤ taking the sword from her carefully he examined it closer, eyeing its buffs, small dents and scratches. he would’ve slowly become engrossed in this new task if it hadn’t been for her speaking. which in all honesty was a welcomed change of pace, though of course he wouldn’t ever say this. as much as he enjoyed working on his projects, he kept to himself most of the time so when he got people that wanted to speak to him without him making the initiative to do so, it was sort of nice.
setting the sword down on his workbench he turned in his seat, giving her his complete attention. “no, I mean- I’m here all day so I doubt that my work schedule will be hurt. plus i give everyone a time frame so they know what to expect.” looking over and spotting an empty stool he leaned over and brought it to rest beside him, offering her the seat. “usually people come in knowing what they want, but if you want to stay for a bit we can figure out if you want anything else done.” ◢
alex looked up at the climbing wall towering over him. he’s a lot faster at it than he used to be, and this will be his third time up it today. he usually stayed until he could beat his time from his last venture up the wall, but with how warm it was, he thinks he’ll just have one more go before moving to swim at the lake. there were a few campers preparing to have their own go at the wall however, and alex turned to the one nearest him.
❝ would you mind if i got on there first? i’d hate to have to climb around you, and i’ll stay out of your way. ❞ he knows that having other campers on the wall adds to the challenge, but it really cuts down on his speed and it can be frustrating trying to pass people haphazardly making their way up. other than the first time or two, the only times he’s been even close to getting burned or crushed was when the wall was full of other campers blocking his path. ❝ no offense or anything. ❞ this was said as an afterthought, as he knew people sometimes took insult to his lack of sugarcoating.
△▼△▼ / o f f e n s e? no, that was far from the case. instead, Lottie turned to face him head on, hands squared on her hips and raising her chin up confidently. although she didn’t know him personally, she knew of him at camp. it was sort of hard not to considering he tended to excel at the activities he was involved in, a blessing of being the child of nike. though that knowledge did little to scare her away from her following actions.
“alright challenge accepted.” she knew very well that hadn’t been what he had meant, he had stated she would slow him down on his way past her, but she always enjoyed a little game, especially since luck was always on her side thanks to the blessings of her own.
delia hadn’t been to the forge much, as intrigued as she was with all of the things that came out of it. the reason for that was simple: she was a disaster when it came to making things and didn’t want to get in the way. the forge was as much a flurry of activity as she’d expected, and were this any other place, she would love the chaos of it. instead, she sticks to the outskirts, watching for a moment before seeing a familiar face. she didn’t really know him, but she knew his name was theo, that he was a son of hephaestus, and that he was cute in a way that put a nervous smile on her face.
❝ hello, you wouldn’t be able to help me with this, would you? ❞ she didn’t want to bother him, but this was the perfect excuse to talk and introduce herself. ❝ you see, i got a sword from the armory, and i don’t think it was all that sharp to begin with, but i also probably didn’t help matters. it’s okay if you’re busy though, or maybe if you could just show me how to sharpen it maybe? this probably isn’t something you’d normally waste your time on. ❞ everything seemed to come out all at once before she abruptly stopped, realizing she had begun to babble and instead smiled hesitantly as she awaited an answer.
◤ It wasn’t unusual for theo to be in the middle of working on something and be interrupted, it was actually the only way to get his attention once he got started on something, otherwise one would be sure to be left waiting all day until he stopped on his own accord. he was currently working on some special arrows for a daughter of apollo. hearing her voice over the workings happening around them he set the arrow down, shoving his welding goggle up to rest atop his head as the soldering iron in his hand shifted into a pen which he placed behind an ear.
he examined her for a brief second, not recognizing her from any recent encounter, did she ask him to make something before? he wasn’t sure. it wasn’t until she continued to speak, for quite a bit, that she got to her question. amber eyes shifted down to look at the sword in question, immediately detecting it’s dulled edges and its worn condition. she was clearly nervous, which made him smile, small and lopsided but genuine. “here, let me take a look at it for you. did you want anything else done to it other than sharpening it?” he asked, reaching a hand out towards her. ◢
△▼△▼ / p r e c i s i o n was something Lottie never truly had, but thankfully her luck took care of any need for that. Her weapon of choice ran more on luck, making her an expert at it. She had thought it up herself during her first months at camp and with the help of a Hephaestus kid ( thank you theo alvarez ). appearing as a forearm cuff which went from wrist to mid forearm, it transformed into a crossbow. She had special arrows for every occasion, all engraved with her initials on them, including this one. an arrow with a suction cup at it’s tip flew through the air, landing right on it’s desired target, through the window of the hebe cabin and sticking to the back of the familiar brunette. smile beaming from ear to ear she waited from her spot a good meter away for the familiar face of Delia to appear through the window. knocking on the door would have been the more practical way to contact her, but this way was much more fun. / @divineyouth
◤ “If your coming to ask me if I’m upset about my father not showing up, my answer hasn’t changed,” his voice a murmur yet somehow managing to still fill up the general vicinity of his work station. There had been a total of five people who had stopped by to ask this same question so far, and he was not in the mood to entertain another. The forge around them roaring with life as he continued to limit his line of vision to the blue scroll of paper on his work bench. His pen scraped the surfaced of the paper fluidly, lines perfectly creating a visual representation of what he could see in his mind. They were enough to completely entrance him sometimes, not this time though. Feeling his goggles fall from where they usually rested atop his head and land in front of him he lost focus enough to turn and identify his brother, half-brother, his mind immediately interjected. “Oh, hey.” ◢ @crescendcs
△▼△▼ / c h a o t i c, the hecatomb and all of the happenings within it were nothing short of just that, and Lottie was basking in the glow of the aftermath of it all. unlike the majority of the other demigods, her luck allowed her to have fully enjoyed mr. d’s wine and not have one single side effect from it. Her usual acts of sly pick-pocketing were reduced to a more casual pace, those around either too emotionally drained to be aware of their surroundings or too hungover, making it far less entertaining. She hadn’t actually found anything remotely interesting until the sparkle of something caught her eye from a window lining of the Hephaestus cabin. Approaching the window she examined the objects, small glass figurines, delicate and intricate. She had barely managed to hold one in her lithe grasp when there was a hand at her wrist. “Okay look, I would’ve got away with this if these hadn’t been so damn cute and distracting,” she justified as she looked up at the other, “So why not just let me keep it and act like nothing happened?” / @crescendcs
〔 NOAH CENTINEO, 22, MALE 〕╰ THEODORE ALVAREZ just came over half - blood hill . you know , the child of HEPHAESTUS who was claimed 5 years ago ? i've heard chiron say that he is INGENIOUS & VERSATILE , but if you ask the aphrodite kids , they'd say they're MOODY & STANDOFFISH . i'd say they remind me of CALLUSED FINGERS, OIL STAINED JEANS, MESSY BROWN CURLS, CROOKED SMILES, WHOLE-HEARTED LAUGHTER, & SPRAWLED BLUEPRINTS, especially since they're FOR THE NEW CABINS . ( ✎ NICKY , 24 , she/her , est . )
Hi guys! I’m about to message everyone about plotting but I wanted to make sure I got out both f my babies before I did that, and SO, here’s Theo!
Some characters that are similar to Theodore are as follows:
· Zuko from Avatar the Last Airbender (season 4)
· Gordo from Lizzie Mcguirre
· Shawn Hunter from Boy Meets World
name: theodore alvarez
nickname: theo
birthdate: November 29, 1998
zodiac sign: scorpio
gender/pronouns: male - he/him/they
ethnicity: Italian/puerto rican (can thank his great grandparents for that last name)
nationality: american
appearance: noah centineo
height: 5′9″
hometown: kansas city, kansas
demigod abilities: technokinesis, expert builder/mechanic, ability to sense physical traps
cabin # + godly parent: cabin ninte, son of hephaestus
favorite colors: beige, burnt orange
Info/backstory
Kansas City, Kansas. Heard of it? No not Kansas City, Missouri, take yourself onto the highway and drive about five minutes west from there and you’ll hit it. Made up more of large land territories and farming plots, its not as glamorous a “city” as it’s literal neighbor. Which lets face it, isn’t too glamorous at all either. This is where The Alvarez’s live. Having lived there practically her whole life after her parents moved there, Bianca Alvarez had never really left. She had planned to at some point of course, having dreamt of using her love of engineering and computer skills to work in some huge industry in New York or Los Angeles. But of course, not everything could work out exactly as she had wanted them to. Learning things more on her own rather than through a school due to tuition costs and not wanting to risk putting herself into such a large financial debt she managed to learn just about everything she could regarding computers, mechanics (thanks to her father who fixed cars for a living), and pyrotechnics (thanks to a rowdy high school friend).
While working at her part time job at a local dive as a waitress she had been on her way out of her shift when she met Hephaestus, disguised as an ordinary human who was examining under the hood of his car. After approaching him and asking if he needed help, the god had challenged her by saying he was glad she was concerned but that she would likely be of no such help. Spitfire that she was, she confronted him about it and took a look under the hood, fixing the issue he had failed to find sooner. This of course lead to their romance. Hephaestus stuck around long enough to witness her give birth to fraternal twins, a boy and a girl (bring me this connection). No matter how much he longed to stay they both knew well that he wouldn’t be able to.
In the rural area of Kansas, the next generation of Alvarez’s took over the family auto mechanics shop. Bianca doing work mostly for people who new the family, long time customers and such, while her father who due to his heart condition was now in no position to do manual labor kept watch of the shop while she worked. Her mother watching the twins.
Theo loved the shop, when he was little he would ask to be able to join his mother at work, relishing in the moments he was allowed to go along and watch as his mother worked her magic. Of course, it was only later as he watched her work and recognized every piece of machinery and every way to fix the problems at hand that his mother realized that he was the one that could work magic. Of course she waited until he was seventeen to actually let him work on a car with her. After that, jobs were done faster, better, and occasionally he would add things to the cars that his mother didn’t know could be. And so, his mother let his grandfather stay home as she began to do more of the office work, leaving the shop in his more than capable hands.
It was a little over a year after this when he was claimed. His father having heard of his work and having seen just how much attention he had begun to draw to himself. You could say it was a bit more precautionary than anything else.
Theo is very nonchalant, he likes to mind his own business for the most part, not really into gossip and such things like that. He has a huge heart. And with that huge heart comes huge emotions. Meaning he’s very passionate about his family and friends. And romance, oh boy, he’s only ever had one girlfriend after coming to camp and she hurt him deep. His temper takes a bit to show itself but once its out, it’s a literal uncontrolled flame, the boy sees red.
He spends most of his time in the forge and is the go-to guy when you want something fixed or even enhanced, for a price of course. Drachmas are the main currency, but if you can smuggle in his favorite snacks or parts for him, he’s got your back. Gotta love that geeky side to him.
His weapon of choice is a pen which can both transform into a large thor-like hammer as well as an tool he wishes when working.
( LANA CONDOR, 21, FEMALE, FERROKINESIS 〕╰ CHARLOTTE ‘LOTTIE’ BUI just came over half - blood hill . you know , the child of TYCHE who was claimed FOUR years ago ? i've heard chiron say that she is EXTROVERTED & BUBBLY , but if you ask the aphrodite kids , they'd say they're RECKLESS & TROUBLESOME . i'd say they remind me of freshly squeezed lemonade, the smell of gingerbread, the ringing of laughter, windchimes in the breeze, a deck of playing cards & the shimmer of gold drachmas. , especially since they're NEUTRAL ABOUT THE NEW CABINS . ( ✎ NICKY , 24 , she/her , est . )
Hi everyone! I’m Nicky and I’m here to introduce my bby Lottie! If you want to plot feel free to dm me here on tumblr or like his post and I’ll come to you!
Some characters that are similar to Charlotte are as follows:
· the Stoll twins from the Percy Jackson Series
· Fred and George Weasley
· Megan Parker from the show Drake and Josh
· Jinx from the Teen Titans Cartoon
name: charlotte bui
nickname: lottie
birthdate: May 24, 1999
zodiac sign: gemini
gender/pronouns: female - she/her/they
ethnicity: vietnamese
nationality: american
appearance: lana condor
height: 5′4″
hometown: las vegas, nevada
demigod abilities: tychokinesis, aura of predictability, ferrokinesis, natural ability for gambling
cabin # + godly parent: cabin ninteen, daughter of tyche
favorite colors: pink, gold
Info/backstory
Charlotte was born and raised in Las Vegas, Nevada. Her Grandparents having immigrated to the States with their children when her father, Danh Bui was the age of five.
Her father grew up in Southern California, living in Fullerton and even attending college there. In High school he developed a strong interest in mathematics and probability theory. After graduating college instead of becoming a mathematics teacher as his parents hoped he would, he puts all his interest into card counting and becomes an expert in the craft. Moving to Las Vegas, he entered various competitions and frequently won large games on the strip. He eventually earned himself enough money to be able to buy his own apartment and have a comfortable lifestyle, using the extra money to help out various small businesses and people down on their luck. His large amount of good fortune caught the attention and interest of the goddess Tyche one night while he played cards, in disguise as a casino goer whom had just lost a large sum of money. Not thinking twice, Danh offered to help her with a large sum of money, winning her heart. This began their relationship which was glamorous and exciting. Her mother mother left after her birth, long having told Danh of who she truly was, he let her go with a heavy heart.
Charlotte grew up on the strip and joined her father to his games, both the ones he had in the city and the ones around the country and overseas. (whenever she could of course). When not with her father she was taken care of by her aunt Thi. Her aunt would do her best to control Lottie, but there was only so much she was capable of doing. Lottie would often get into trouble, at first pick pocketing from people for the fun of it, finding that she could easily make coins and gems come to her by simply wanting them to. That is until it began to give her a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach and a strange voice in her head which would scold her that she could swear wasn’t her own. Although she did it less she began to pick pocket only the rude or horrible and use the money towards good deeds. Later she would turn what she learned from her father and other gambling tactics she learned on her own into a small hustle on the streets, soon finding that she didn’t have to eve try to win at all, simply winning whenever she wanted to. Finding this interesting she began testing this out when going along with her father to games, sitting off outside of the gambling area in the casino watching people play. This was wen she found out that if she wanted someone to win, they would, and vice versa those she wanted to lose, did. This became her greatest hobby.
Mischievous at heart, Lottie’s family quickly learned that she is a completely unpredictable force. She enjoys puling pranks, causing accidents, messing with people and occasionally surprising people with good luck. Motives working on sheer whim, it is unable to predict whether she will do things simply to mess or toy with others, to make herself laugh, simply because she is bored or out of the goodness of her heart. Somewhere along the lines of doing all her deeds she learned to perfect her lying, making it almost impossible to know when she is being truthful or blatantly making things up as she goes along. The only one so far being her father, having known her the most.
phrases she often says (you’re welcome): “noice” “that’s what she said” “ya nasty”
She can be completely childish one moment and then super girly and emotionally deep the next, but mostly childish lets be honest.
super smart because c’mon, the girl can construct a massive domino effect pranks, plan a heist she will never actually commit with an escape plan and made it out of high school without ever studying for a single test. (luck had a lot to do with that last one but you get what I mean). But believe me she just acts dumb, it works in her favor, no one suspects the dimwitted.
Uses her cuteness to her advantage with absolutely no shame.
Will fuck with you if you get on her bad side, yeah that’s right, you took the last of the cheesecake? She’ll give you the work luck for the rest of the year. Ridiculous? Over the top? Yes. But no fucks are given.
She is loyal to her family and by family she means her bà nội (grandma), aunt Thi and dad. Her haf-siblings, she only knows recently so she doesn’t completely trust them per say. Though she is loyal to her friends, the ones that have managed to withstand her whirlwind of a personality.
It’s weird, and somewhat off-putting, to be congratulated on nothing more than accepting a note and having an ass-pocket for someone to stick their hand into, but I guess that’s where my life has taken me.
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