Yes. You read that right. Greece has fallen...or at least the camp that has catered to Greek demigods for over three millennia has fallen. Camp Half-Blood had a traitor in their midst. A traitor with powerful allies who quickly burned the camp to the ground. Some were lost, some killed, and the rest who remained began the long trek across the country to the only place where they might be safe: Camp Jupiter.
Chiron banded what campers they had left, told them of the other camp and sent word to Camp Jupiter pleading for shelter. Chaos now threatens the camp daily with the arrival of new Greek campers to this foreign camp. This camp with strange customs and rules. While on the Roman end the Praetors are forced to hold up a balancing act of providing sanctuary while also trying to find the traitor before their home suffers the same fate as Camp Half-Blood.
New alliances are forged, new enemies are made, and these two worlds have to find some way to work together for the future of them all. Which side are you on? Which position will you take? It's time to jump in the fray because Greece has fallen.
ANNOUNCEMENT
Welcome to our site! We are so glad you are here my friend. Pull up a seat, set your weapons down and let's chat. We are a non-canon, percy jackson RP site based in Camp Jupiter. Both Greek and Roman demigods allowed. Legacies are limited. We have a very small word requirement for posting and we're pretty relaxed around here. We like drama but not the RL kind so keep this place nice and friendly. If you've got questions don't hesitate to ask!
GHF is the product of the mind of Addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian. this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by Haya to fit the site's concept and needs. most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds. all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners. if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
Seraphine grew frustrated when the original one who came in left to seemingly allow someone else to deal with her. Seraphine was already in a terrible mood on top of being in pain. So to say she was cranky was an understatement. She wondered where all the Greek healers were, they would have been done by now. Not pawning her off on another because they didn't want to deal with her. The longer it took the more frustrated she became. She couldn't even look around without her neck hurting as a result of the burns.
Seraphine watched as the boy left and grumbled mostly to herself as she waited. Her blue gaze looked over as she suddenly became aware of someone new approaching. If she was in a better mood maybe she would have laughed. "Waited long enough..." she stated. her voice was a tad scratchy but that was a result of practically being choked and then burned. She was not laughing at his twist on words. "Better not break anything else..." she stated. Her tone was cold but there was clear evidence of the pain she was in. She just made up for the pain by hiding it under the cold angry attitude she always had. The sooner her was done the sooner she could get out of this place.
She was well aware of how she had gotten herself into this mess. She had gotten cocky, but also annoyed with the Roman boy. She had just wanted to knock his arrogant self down a few pegs. Clearly she got in way over her head. Which led to her sitting her now. She wasn't really too keen on giving him a name. Not like it was really that important. He just had to patch her up and she was gone.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Noah Solberg
Seraphine was in a cranky mood. From the incident of earlier to the fact she felt terrible. However she held no regret in her actions. The boy certainly deserved it for how he treated her. He acted stuck up and like he was better than she was, so she turned him partly into a donkey. However the consequences were probably not worth it.
Seraphine was almost certain she broke her hand or wrist from punching him. She was small in comparison so the impact wasn't exactly pleasant. Then there was the burns along her neck from where he choked her. She couldn't really tell how bad they were but it was enough to make talking painful to do. Especially when she had finally decided to reverse the spell she cursed him with.
If she had it her way she would have tried to treat herself and avoid the infirmary. Though she had a hunch her brother wouldn't appreciate it, nor would she get far the moment someone seen her. That didn't mean she had to be nice about being here. If anything the pain put her in an even worse mood. She wanted to get in and get out as soon as possible. Especially if it meant dealing with another Roman.
She was directed to a bed and she took a seat looking around carefully. If she was lucky she could get one of the Greek healers. if not she would be stuck with a Roman ones. Not that either of those would really make her feel better.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Noah Solberg
Seraphine already had a negative view of the Romans to begin with. With them thinking themselves so high and mighty. This ones little stunt certainly didn't change her opinion of them of course. If anything she viewed them even less. Of course she was shocked he was choking her and then burned her neck. Her was crazy fool that deserved what he got.
The moment he dropped her she collapsed on the floor coughing and gasping to catch her breath. She very gingerly touched her neck wincing at the pain from the burns. "Are you mad?! Could have killed me. Besides knock me out and you would be stuck like that for a few hours" she warned. A part of her didn't want to reverse what he did. Make him suffer his own consequence of thinking she wouldn't do it.
However Seraphine was still trying to recover from his little stunt. Even talking hurt to do let alone recite a spell. If he wanted it fixed he would have to give her a bit. Though judging by his reaction he wasn't very patient. She slowly moved to push herself back to her feet. She feared the moment she opened her mouth he might strike again in fear of another spell. However tempting that was she wasn't sure she could get away with such a thing again. It was bad enough her last spell nearly cause him to choke her to the point she passed out.
Seraphine was hesitant yo even speak any spell. Be it a new one or a reversal. Clearly he wouldn't understand either of them, to him magic was magic.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Azriel Quinn
Seraphine would have laughed at how pathetic he looked, at least until he suddenly grabbed her by the throat. A gasp and panic as she was slammed into the barrack wall. Instinctively she tried to kick herself free from his grasp. His skin was hot to the touch against her pale skin. She tried to mutter something to get him to let her go but she couldn't. Mostly as a result of the fact fire came off his hands. She made a pained cry unable to form the spell to even reverse it.
Desperately she kicked and tried to free herself from the pain. She had never been so desperate than she had before. Through the pain she formed enough of words. "Let...go..and I will.." she said lowly. She hoped it was clear that she couldn't reverse anything if he had her by the throat and burned her. The pain was unbearable to feel. He had deserved that curse as much as she probably deserved getting burned. laying with her own fire was one thing. The magic allowing the flame to hover and leave her unharmed. His fire was something unless she cast a spell could definitely harm her.
If he knocked her out there was no chance of reversing the spell. He would have to find someone else that could or wait it out. It would naturally only last a few hours. But what would have been funny was certainly no long so. She was trying to get her breath through the pain of him burning her neck. She had even resorted to trying to hit him to get herself down.
Seraphine hated showing weakness like this. She hated being in a position of being powerless and unable to save herself. But he had gotten the upper hand. Magic could only be used had she been a far and able to escape. She had made the mistake of casting and staying there. Now she was truly paying the price for it.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Azriel Quinn
Seraphine gave him a cold look. Certainly if looks could kill they probably would in that moment. She ignored his comment knowing it was supposed be an insult. Rather than back down like any person sane enough probably would have been she stood taller her head held high. The guy was twice her size and she held little regard to his advice or words in general. "You act like your all big and tough but you know what you don't scare me nor would I be scared of some no good roman kid who thinks he is all that. Get off your high horse Roman. Because when push comes to shove everyone crumbles" she said to him. Her words were oddly calm for the situation.
Stepping towards him now really close to him she muttered a single phrase in words that were not English. Her eyes glimmered with a gold lighting as the magic was cast towards him. A smirk formed on her face as she watched as large donkey ears sprouted up from his own ears. However the ears were nothing compared to the braying that would have replaced his speech. The spell would only last a few hours before fading but she wanted to see how mister tough guys fared.
Without even thinking however she raised her arm and balled her fist to punch him in the face. Almost immediately she grew to regret it as pain shot through her hand into her wrist. However she concealed any pain as best as possible. She would not give him the satisfaction to him. "Now we are finished...maybe don't mess with a daughter of Hecate. There is always darkness willing to consume flames" she said to him. She hoped he would try and insult her hoping to get him to bray.
However she tried to ignore the pain in her wrist. Her bad hand hanging at her side while the other rested on her hip. She dared him to try something. There were more curses than where that came from. She would turn him into a frog or some lizard completely if she felt like it. She hoped he would be knocked down a peg and learn to avoid messing with those with magic. She knew though that she would need to get her wrist checked out and get away before she was caught. She of course didn't want to see anyone else. She was angry, in pain and hated everyone.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Azriel Quinn
There was never a day Seraphine was in a good mood. So this encounter was sure to set her off more. She hardly had time to react as the male she had bumped into shoved her to the floor. The anger burned in her bright blue eyes. Heat burning in her hand threatening to create fire. "Excuse me!" she said angrily. She pushed herself to her feet and glared at the male. She brushed off her pants and shirt carefully.
He was certainly larger than she was but she had the advantage of magic. She didn't need some sword or know how to fight physically. Often times she depended on magic to get back at others. Be it some sort of curse or hex, most were temporary. She had once made a guy mute for a whole day after her insulted her twin. So when in came to this Roman bully she wasn't scared.
Staring at him she spoke a warning, "Tough me again like that and you will regret it. If you play with fire your going to get burned". Seraphine created a small fire in her hand as if to prove a point. He certainly could probably snap her like a twig if he wanted to. Seraphine was small and thin. Though her attitude and magic made up for what she lacked in fighting skills and physical size. If he really tried something maybe she would make him a donkey, with ears, a tail and the voice. That would certainly be funny to watch mister tough guy braying like a donkey.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Azriel Quinn
Seraphine was in a bit of a mood that evening. Her day had been a boring one and she had to deal with a few looks from the Romans. Though their looks hardly meant much to her. She could be just as a aggressive as hot-head children of Ares or Mars. Though she brought a new sort of meaning to it with her magic abilities. She was not a fan of this place anymore than she was Camp Half Blood.
She wasn't all too sure why she stayed. Though a large part of it came down to her twin. Though this place made her miserable she would do anything for her twin. If they wanted to stay she would. Not to say she would be happy. Her twin meant everything to her. Of course if this meant she had to put up with them okay. None of that meant she had to be nice to them of course.
She was wandering the barracks out of boredom. She stepped out of the Greeks barracks and was initially going to check out the city of New Rome. Though she didn't get far until she was bumped into. Most people would probably brush it off and move on. However Seraphine wasn't in the mood for that. "Watch where your going" she spat out.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) Azriel Quinn
Seraphine was not a fan of this new camp. Even more so than she disliked camp half blood. Though it was supposed to keep her safe. Not that Seraphine couldn't take care of herself, and of course her twin. She was used to glares and looks from fellow Greeks mostly as a result of her usual poor attitude. But it was the Romans viewing them as less that really seemed to make her angry. They seemed to think themselves better. She had met her Roman half siblings and she wasn't amused.
In her wandering of the new place she found the pool a few days back. Most times it didn't seem to occupied and she figured it was great place to be alone. So she had another afternoon made her way there. She brought things as if she intended to swim though she was not so sure she was going to yet. She might decide to swim or just sit there in the silence.
After sitting down and setting her things aside she decided to go for a swim. She took off her shorts and top that she had over her two piece bathing suit. Slowly she made her way into the water. At last she had the peace and quiet she needed. Camp Jupiter hadn't been exactly peaceful with the tensions and day to day life here.
[attr="class","THREAD1TAG"] WORDS (optional) @open
Face claims: Open for you to pick. Seraphine has darker hair
Age: 18 years
Personality: open to change, but I would definitely like to maybe have someone a bit dark like Seraphine but maybe a bit more control. Kind of keeps Seraphine from doing something terrible. Though the idea of a twin who is opposite and sort of keeps her in control would be a great idea. Like the better half of the two.
Note: For this they will be Seraphine's twin brother. Seraphine is close to her twin and would do anything to protect him. He keeps her in line from doing something terrible but sharing a the darker side of things like herself.
Seraphine is far from a pleasant person. She can be rather dark and cruel. She can be extremely manipulative and naive. She is stubborn and not a person who backs down from something she wants. She enjoys doing things to better her own circumstances and position. She is fairly ambitious and outgoing by nature. She takes pride in her abilities. She is definitely the person to hold a grudge against you if you wrong her. She is far from forgiving as well. Aside from that she is carefree and loves living on the edge. She doesn’t care much for consequences. This also leads to her mischievous habits. Of course there is only one person who can see her more gentle nature and that is her twin brother, but even that gentle nature isn’t much of being gentle.
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY
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Born in the busy city of New York City alongside her twin brother, the two roamed the streets a lot. Their father wasn’t around much growing up as he worked for some big company. It often led Seraphine to act out and get into a lot of trouble. She was known for going to big parties and sneaking out. Especially as she reached high school. Her grades were terrible due to skipping. [break] [break]
It was her freshman year that she learned of her magical abilities. She learned that they came in handy in getting what she wanted. She often disregarded the consequences of her powers including pushing herself too far a few times and passing out. She wanted to become stronger with her abilities. [break] [break]
Of course things changed when she and her twin went to a party and some friends' houses. Everything was fine up until it wasn’t. It was late and the two found themselves attacked by a hellhound. Confused and uncertain what to do they fled. It wasn’t long until a Sytr found them and led them to camp where they were claimed. Settling into a place with rules wasn’t easy for Seraphine. Of course she broke her fair share of rules. [break] [break]
When the attack happened the only thing she was concerned about was getting herself and her twin out. Everything else was an afterthought. The trip wasn’t easy for them but eventually they made it to Camp Jupiter. Not that Seraphine is very fond of a place with even more rules. She is definitely an outcast and not sure where she fits in. Of course it isn’t too much of a bother for her.
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]POWERS, SKILLS & WEAPONS
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Magic Abilities: Like many children of Hecate she possesses the ability to use magic, similar to Hecate but to a minor degree. She can manipulate different types of magic energies. From the simplest runes to manipulating the mist and darkness. Most times she prefers the use of fire over other elements. The smaller magics don’t require as much energy, like changing the color of her clothes or hair. But when it comes to manipulating things like darkness or long drawn out spells that cost more energy. If she pushes herself too far she can either face exhaustion, hurting herself, or in some cases pass out.
Ave, demigod! Over the next month, all new threads created may be attacked by the Fates at any time, unless specified in the subheader. All random events will be based on prompts from the randomizer. Please refer to the event guide #2 for further and more detailed information about your character's possible fate.
GHF is the product of the mind of addi; inspired by the percy jackson and heroes of olympus series by rick riordian.
this is a work of fiction. names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
several beautiful remodels (including mini profile, profile) were designed by deltra of gangnam style and edited by haya to fit the site's concept and needs.
most images and gifs used for the skin are taken from assassins creed, the percy jackson movies and various google finds.
all contents are copyright to their original owners. all characters belong to their original creators, and may not be used or replicated without permission. all images are copyright to their original owners.
if you see an image/gif which is yours and you would like us to specifically credit you or remove it please do not hesitate to let us know in the cbox with a link.
WORDS (optional) Noah Solberg 
WORDS (optional) Noah Solberg 
