Percy: Blood thirsty and yet terryfyingly calm and care free. He rarely explodes into rage so he appears almost friendly. But when he does the earth breaks and water bursts from the air. He doesn't just use his blood powers, he relishes in them. He's covered in dust, blood and ichor and wears it with pride, even points out who's it is.
Annabeth: Calculating. Everything she does has a reason, everything planned to perfection to assure her victory. The dagger glints in her hand, stained with ichor but other than that she's pristine. Spider's don't fear her, she squashes them under her feet and taunts them about their Mother. She's cold, almost numb to everything around her. She'll make you acknowledge her as your better.
Frank: Animalistic. He's rage incarnate and it shows, he's the center of every fight and no matter what weapon he weilds he does it expertly. He infects others with his bloodlust and watches them fight and break themselves apart. He toes the line between human and animal and is interchangeable. Blood covers his body and he's adorned in armour fit for a Praetor.
Piper: Hypnotic. Charmspeak is as simple as breathing and she has no trouble getting what she wants. There's no boundaries in her life, slipping herself into others lives to ruin them. She turns friends, family on each other with a simple command and watches in delight as they try and fight for her. She weilds love like a weapon, taunting and cruel. She breaks hearts and bones as she pleases. Her mother caused wars and she's following her lead.
Leo: Methodical. The jokes are the same but with a sudden edge. Resentment and anger roll off him like the flames on his skin. He's always alight and has no issue fighting. The scent of burning flesh doesn't even make him blink, the same fake smile remains etched on his lips. He's always making something new, dynamite Kersine and anything he can imagine is at his fingertips. He's more than a faulty machine, a weapon that blazes brighter than anything seen before.
Hazel: Cursed. She moves with otherworldly grace and her eyes glow like diamonds. Precious gems are spread world wide with all the nasty prices etched inside. She smiles, and it looks ever so innocent when it's anything but. The mist twists the world around her and the screams make her smile. Her mother was a witch and she knows more than most about the inner workings of the world. Death taints her soul but there's nothing but fire in her eyes.
Jason: Soilder. He moves faster than the eye can see, electricity crackles around him and the air seems to burn. He resembles his father in more than just looks. He fights like a beast and will suffocate you before you can blink. His touch burns, rebelling against the training he was forced into so long ago. He's covered in blood, dust and ichor and yet his skin glows like lighting. His father may be a king and he will surpass him.