Everything you did not know you already knew.. So let's brief you on what's happened here. Many years ago there was such thing as being burned alive for being magical.. Being a witch per say. It was something very serious and so many people hid the fact they were not normal. As a daily occurance people would hide, or lie who they really were to protect not only tme but the ones in which they loved. This story is very similar because it has to do with family.. A huge family that loved each other so much they to had to do the hardest thing, keep secrets.
Now this story takes place in the 1970's in San Francisco. A witch named Melinda Warren who had been very talented had successfully passed down her legacy to members of her family. With every member that recieved her gifts, they themself learned and passed on the gifts they received. Some died along the way but the most important thing never did, the family line. There was Melinda, than Charlotte, than Prudence. They all seemed to do an excellent job, the head of the family so they say. Until finally a new line was born a line called the Halliwell's.
This family started with Allen Halliwell and Penny, and soon gave birth to a new witch the one who would be the most powerful mother witch.. Patricia Halliwell. Bringing about the birth of the last line of extreme power (that was predicted), the Charmed Ones. As they learned their powers, but were also taught to hide them three other witches, cousins were born. Elizabeth, Cecelia, and Lenora.
The cousins were close and unlike the sisters never feared personal gain and did not hide their powers. Using them recklessly. Both sides are convinced they are the last predicted power. Time will tell..
Tartarus has held monsters, Gods, and Titans. Throughout all five ages, the Pit has been used as a prison and a jailer for them all. But we all know evil lies at the bottom. Things that the Gods still fear. Now something is rising from the depths of the Pit, and it is stirring every monster into a frenzy. The minotaur chases after anyone that goes out of camp, the Gorgon sisters can be heard shrieking in the night, and skeletons and zombies are almost always attacking the camp borders. The Gods are quiet on Olympus and won't speak the name of their foe. Darkness is rising will—Olympus still shine bright in the night?
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Post by mockingjay on Sept 25, 2011 17:25:19 GMT -5
MYNAMEIS: Stella Black CALLME: Stella ILIKE:boys IAM: 15 BORNON: June 21, 1996 SPECIES: demigod
PLAYEDBY: Alexis Bledel HEIGHT: 5’ 10” WEIGHT: 109 lbs MYHAIR: Brown, usually straight and kept trimmed below her shoulders MYEYES: Blue and almond-shaped MYFACE: long, with a pointy chin MYBODY: skinny build with long legs. SPECIAL: nope!
ILOVE: Dragons: she loves how they breathe fire, perfect for smelting things or cooking marshmallows. Making Weapons: she likes creating unique weapons for everyone, no matter how hard the task may be. She will never turn down a request, and usually doesn't ask for any form of payment. Reading: Wether fiction or car manuals, she almost always has her hands on a book. If she doesn't have a book, she's usually creating things in the workshop. Practicing her Fighting: She dreams of making it big someday, of becoming as famous as the people she's heard of, and to do so, she makes weapons day after day, because she believes that to properly operate the weapon, you must also know it, inside and out. Running: Just one of the many things she does to keep athletic. She does so because she thinks that if there is ever a battle, she wants to be ready for it.
IHATE: Bugs: They disgust her, simple as that. She thinks that if something were put on the earth, it would have a purpose other than to skitter around in the shadows. Cold places: She thinks that it should always be warm, one of the reasons that she dislikes the winter so much. She will usually be found with some hot coffee or a hot piece of metal, working away. Jerks: Her belief is that everyone should be treated equal. If someone has a beef with someone, then they should deal with it maturely, not through violence. Hades: Her thoughts on him remain mostly concealed, but if the topic ever switches to him, she usually tries to change it, and sometimes not even she knows why she dislikes him so much. Agression: If she ever feels the need to be aggressive, she usually goes to the forge, where she takes out her anger on creating new things. She laughs about this sometimes, saying that it's funny how she dislikes aggression when she makes the tools for inciting it. DONTTELL: She hates Zeus: She admires her dad, so it is only natural that she dislikes Zeus for throwing him off Mount Olympus when he was a child. SCAREDOF: Heights: She simply is afraid of heights, most of her nightmares usually have to do with it. Death: She sees it everywhere; on the news, in books, and sometimes in her camp. This is one of the many reasons she makes weapons, to stop the death of those she cares about, and most importantly, herself. WANTTO: A boyfriend: Although it may seem trivial, she has always wanted one, thinking it will make things easier in such tough times.
STRENGTHS: Weapon making: She always had a knack for making things, but never as much as she had for working with metal and weapons. SHe seeks a challenge in making things, no matter how hard it seems. Debate: She always has a reason for or against something, no matter how trivial the argument. Want to eat cake for dessert? She wants to stand up for brownie rights. Working with Technology: She is constantly taking apart and putting together machines, trying to find out just how they work. Keeping the Peace: Although she enjoys a good argument now and then, she also likes some peace and quiet from time to time. Even though she is always in the forge where things are constantly loud, she can still get headaches.
WEAKNESSES: Insecure: She has mood swings, usually between happy and aggressive. No one, not even herself, knows why. Afraid: She doesn't know what will happen next, so usually all her plans are poorly formed, and usually consist of her improvising to stay alive. Slacker: She usually puts things off until the last second, making her seem much worse than she is. Her heart is in the right place, but her mind isn't Trust Issues: She sometimes has problems trusting people, for reasons that sometimes don't even make sense. Defenseless: Although she is an expert with making weapons, she usually never carries one around with her, usually resulting in desperate hand-to-hand combat.
TALENTS: Metalworking: she usually always has a couple bolts and screws on her, even if they have no use. She always fiddles with machines and gadgets, in order to evolve her knowledge on technology and metal in general. Caring for Magic Creatures: No matter the shape or size, she always likes to look for and care after them, even if they try to hurt her.
ABOUTME: Stella is about average. She keeps a cool head most of the time, taking out negative emotions on her metalworking. She tries to get along with everyone, but is never afraid to have a few enemies. She spends most of her time making things, but when she isn’t, she’s trying out whatever she has most recently made. She enjoys reading, writing, tinkering, and anything else that will help evolve her ability to make things.
BORNIN: New York, New York LIVING IN: New York, New York MOTHER: Tracey Mulins, and she loves her. She does, however, dislike her a little because she never told her about her father. FATHER: Hephaestus, and she looks up to and admires him more than anything else. SIBLINGS: -none- THEKIDS: -none- IMPORTANTPEEPS: -none- OTHERHALF: -none... Yet- THEPETS: -none- GOODMEMORY: When she found out that her father was Hepheastus BADMEMORY: When she was nearly killed as a child. HISTORY: She was born in New York, New York. Her mother took care of her most her life, and never answered Stella’s repetitive questions about her father, although she knew full and well who her daughter's father was. She lived pretty fine, with her mother and dog in a small apartment. As a child, she showed no signs of powers, and was very much socially accepted. She wasn't popular, but still had plenty friends.
Around the age of eight, her mother developed cancer. Pulled out of school, Marie began to fiddle with things whenever her mother was at the hospital. She would take apart remotes, phones, and sometimes even microwaves. Her mother looked upon this as simple curiosity, and that it had nothing to do with her father. By now, Stella still didn't know about her father, and that she had powers.
Fast forward three years. Now she is 13, and her mother has been mostly cured of her cancer. She has returned to school, and is with her friends again. She has began taking metal shop lessons, working on sculptures at a nearby art studio. Her mother is proud of her daughter's metalwork skills, but has also began to suspect something. She didn't stop Marie, though. She didn't want her to be sad.
Later that year, she was walking home, when she passed by a small alleyway. She saw a cat run in and, excited, she began to chase it. She followed it until it outran her, leaving her utterly lost in the city. However, she began to attempt to retrace her steps, going backwards. However, she was approached by a man. He was carrying a metal pipe, and seemed rather menacing. Stella took off, running. The man chased her, until she was cornered. She collapsed against the wall, watching the man approach her. She prayed to whatever god there was, begging to be saved. When nothing happened, she looked at the man, who was now raising his metal rod. She closed her eyes, and then heard a scream. The man dropped the rod, which was now red, and held his hand. Somehow, that rod had gotten hot.
Afraid for her life, she grabbed the rod without thinking. Neglecting the fact that it was still red with heat, she hit the man several times before dropping the rod and taking off.
Afterwards, she realized what had happened and told her mom what happened. In a moment of weakness, her mother told her everything, even about Camp Half Blood. Marie was not mad, in fact she felt exactly the opposite. She was overjoyed that she was the daughter of the God of the Forge. She told her mom about how it all made sense, and even about her love for metal. Her mother, who already knew this, was pleased that her daughter was not mad.
She has happily attended camp Half-Blood for three years, expressing her love for her father through her work in the forge. However, with the recent changes in peace, she has begun to expect darker forces at work at her favorite camp.
ALIAS: Mockingjay HOWYOUFOUNDUS: Camp Half-Blood OTHERCHARACTERS: none RP SAMPLE:
Stella straightens her clothes, smiling down at the neatly ironed jeans. Only her mother would make her wear wrinkle-free clothes to camp. The very thought of being a demigod still struck her as funny, and she would usually have many a good laugh about it. She had kept the fact to herself, and had remained homeschooled, despite her mother’s wishes. She winces a little when she pokes a scar, earned from touching one too many a hot iron. Laughing, she picks up her backpack, ready to pull the latch on the door to excape from her mother, and to enter the Camp. She had recently been studying up on her weapons, and she was excited to show her old friends new way to balance maces. She says goodbye to her mother, who pulls away. Turning around, she sees the beautiful hill on which Thaila’s tree once stood. Ascending the mound, she continues to reminisce about previous years. She remembered Percy and Annabeth, and her many hours spent in the forge making weapons. However, she had never really gotten to know the boy. She had found him rather a bother, and thought he would have an ego the size of mars. Laughing again, she sees the cabins come into view. Overjoyed, she takes off, running for her cabin. She eagerly yanks open the door, excited to finally be back at Camp. She grins and waters inside, immediately jumping into a conversation about the size of blades. It’s good to be back, she thinks. It’s time to rock Camp’s world
The times have grown dark, seven years with laughs and shrill screams that will make skin peal off it is so painful. Everything has lost its color, it has turned black and white. They didn’t survive, blood was shed that faithful day over the clearing. The worst blood of all. In 2012 Nessie and her unborn child Died.
It took months, before the color would start to return within the family that had hidden themselves away from the world. The color of human skin, deep within the folds of white sheets all alone to the world. The human girl was sick, suffering from Leukemia but there was no going back on the wishes of Rose and soon enough the child was placed under there care. The girl growing to know Emmet and Rose as her parents. Her grandfather being her own personal doctor.
Other light and color started to mix into life. Another vegetarian embraced in animalistic instincts was reared by none other then Alice and Jasper who pulled together as well with there own little family, Alice hiding away from the now friendly wolven pack with her beloved and son, though things were not even close to the worst yet for them.
It took no less then a year before new tracks were found in the forest, and the howls got more vicious around the Cullens a near war started to rage. In the nearby forest just off of the Reservation the Makah pack appeared, and took lands for there own. Three packs meant all the more destruction.
As things got tighter so did terms with the Volturi who happily grew there own numbers on the side. Jane dropped by for a visit, just to check in, and another blood bath nearly started as she tried to kill Emmet and Rose’s child there was only one thing that saved this from occurring, the child’s strange and uncanny ability to do just as Bella had once done. She could block out Jane’s ability. Jane was furious, but the next words to reach them were not from her.
It was a warning for them all, the mending Cullens, the two shifter packs, the werewolves, and the new coven who was taking over Seattle to not get there affairs mixed up with any more humans. If the human girl was not turned within 18 years the Cullens would be only the first to go.
The rage turned the scene red, the revengeful Jacob on the prowl. His wife and unborn child had died, Nessie having been born in 2006 had only gotten six years, six years of life! They were taken from her so swiftly too. He was planning his revenge, and his first target was the most protected Volturi of them all, the wives.
Deep across the blue sea the new bloodbath was being born. It has been found out by Aro a great thing, long ago and the word has finally started to drip out to other vampires. Aro and Sulpicia as both vampires have produced children. Two to be exact, two who have been hidden away for a long time and are his true secret weapons. The blood painted Alezandre and Alexander.
The year is 2019, peace and war are tipping on the silver balance. Love and hate strain to be separated and life is a tangled mess once again. The new generation is forming, the old generation is preparing for what they fear will come, and most of all, Danger rounds every corner.
Let’s watch and see, as Everything Changes since Nessies Death has already gone and Changed Everything.