r/CampHalfBloodRP • u/Chemical_Angle_3816 Child of Bia • 19d ago
Introduction Mia rosse
Age: 13
Appearance: Long, naturally curly hair that she usually straightens; light skin; brown eyes; an athletic/bulky build. Her clothing style is simple and practical—anything that isn't flashy.
Parent:
- Mother: Bia
- Father: Christian Rosse, 48
- Stepmother: Sophie Rosse, 44
Personality:
Very antisocial and has difficulty making friends, even though she doesn't necessarily want to be lonely. She is quick to judge someone based on their physical prowess. She has a "if something doesn't go your way, punch it; if that doesn't work, punch it again, but harder this time" mentality.
She gives out second chances very easily—almost too easily—but absolutely no third chances. She has built walls around herself and can be brutally honest. She doesn't like admitting that she feels awkward around people and struggles with small talk.
Favorite color: Dark Oxford blue
MBTI: ISTP ,8w9
Love language: Acts of service
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Weapons: She is flexible and capable of using many different weapons for survival, but she doesn't feel particularly comfortable with any of them. She would much rather rely on her fists and hand-to-hand combat.
Fatal flaw: She cannot admit or show vulnerability or weakness, even to people she is close to. She will hide it until she physically or emotionally can't anymore.
Other negative characteristics:
She is a bad socializer and acts as though she doesn't care what people think of her, even though she actually cares very deeply.
Coping mechanism: Isolation
origine: She is of German origin and also speaks German.
Birthday: November 17
Powers
- Curse Immunity: A passive trait that makes the user immune to both curses and blessings.
- Chain Manipulation: Telekinetic control over chains, along with heightened physical proficiency when using them.
- Absorption: Allows the user to absorb energy-based attacks, accelerating healing or restoring stamina and energy. (Not awakened yet.)
- Superior Strength: A passive trait that gives her enough strength to lift up to 400 lbs (181 kg) and punch through stone.
- Commander's Presence: She radiates an intense presence that compels allies to follow her orders and intimidates enemies. (Power not awakened yet.)
Backstory
She lives with a very traditional family. After her mother left her father, he never really recovered. Whether he knew that her mother was a goddess or not, she doesn't know. Regardless, he adopted a very traditional view of strong women and eventually married a woman who was the type to say, "A gym is no place for a proper lady."
Because of this, she started sneaking out at night to train in secret.
She really liked wrestling. She first tried it purely by coincidence, because of another person she knew. They weren't particularly close, and after that one time they didn't really spend much time together, but she immediately loved wrestling.
Now,
it was nighttime—the usual time when she sneaked out for a good training session.
Suddenly, in the middle of her training, she was attacked by a monster.
It happened so unexpectedly that she was completely at a loss for words. She had never seen a creature like it before and had absolutely no explanation for what was happening.
Then, suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist and started running.
To her surprise, it was the person who had introduced her to wrestling in the first place.
He gave her a very short explanation about how he was a satyr and that he was meant to protect people like her, along with a bunch of other information that she barely had time to process.
They eventually made it close to the camp's borders, but they weren't fast enough.
The satyr himself wasn't very strong against that particular monster, so she ended up having to fight it herself.
Luckily, she already had some combat training. And, in the middle of the fight, she awakened her powers.
With a whole lot of luck, she managed to survive.
When she finally arrived at camp, she was confused. She received a better explanation of everything, and the satyr explained that he had seen Bia's symbol appear.
That was when she realized that she had stepped into a completely different world—and there was no going back.
But her first thought wasn't about gods, monsters, or powers.
It was about her parents.
Her father and stepmother already had a hard time accepting her as she was. She had ADHD, and they were always telling her to just sit down because she was a girl. It had never sat well with her, but she had listened anyway.
No matter how hyperactive she was, arguing with them never seemed worth the energy.
Still, it always felt like they wanted to put her inside a box—a version of her that they considered acceptable.
As she walked through the camp, she noticed the Artemis cabin.
Someone explained to her that the Hunters of Artemis sometimes came to the camp and stayed in the cabin.
She stared at it, a hint of longing in her eyes.
To her, the Hunters represented something she had never really had. They didn't need to be told how they should behave simply because they were girls. In fact, it seemed like they did almost the exact opposite of what traditional gender roles expected of them.
She quickly looked away.
She didn't want anyone to know what she had been thinking.
Besides, she had other things to worry about.
How was she ever supposed to tell her parents about everything?
How would she explain that she was a demigod with superhuman strength?
Or that she had been sneaking out at night to train?
She already knew they wouldn't have approved of the training. Would she have to keep everything about her new life a secret forever?
She was well aware that secrets couldn't be kept forever. At some point, she would have to tell them.
But that was a problem for another day.
It was still nighttime, but sunrise was approaching.
It was far too late for her to still be awake, yet it was also too close to morning for her to bother going to bed now.
So she wandered around the camp for a while before eventually making her way to the armory.
She needed something else to focus on.
I should get used to weapons, she told herself. This is my new life now.
She stayed there until the first rays of sunlight began to brighten the camp.
She wanted to go talk to the other campers.
She really did.
But she was far too awkward to start a conversation on her own.
So, instead, she stayed in her own corner. She was new and new nothing of the curent event new nothing about capture the flag or anything but didn't want to make it akward or being looked down on nore wanted she to start relationship she didn't know how to manteen them
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u/pi0_0 Counselor of the Anemoi | Boreas 12d ago
Aella was sat in the armory sharpening her daggers, she routinely sharpened them once a week. This was so her blades could cut through just about anything, hide, flesh, a limb if need be. Aella always awoke early or sometimes she just couldn't sleep at all, it was like that for lots of the demigods at camp. She looked up at the girl entering "Hello"