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.
[attr="class","THREAD1CONTENT"] All good things must come to an end. At least that's how the son of Mars saw the whole tragedy of the Greek demigods arriving at Camp Jupiter. Now, he had left camp a couple of years ago, having fulfilled more than the required amount as a legionnaire but still, people liked to gossip and talk within the borders of New Rome. While the arrival of the Greeks was more anticipated by the legionnaires it was something just barely worth mentioning within the small town next to the camp where everyone who had retired from camp life resided. It didn't necessarily affect them but the chaos that unwinded upon the enemy's arrival did to some extend.
Christian was patrolling the border, the second set of wards invisible between camp and the town. He lifted his gaze, eyes looking at the shimmering wards that kept their home from monster attacks and unwanted mortals. But unlike the past few years the wards seemed to have cracks in them, barely visible to the naked eye but yet he could spot them here and there. It looked like tiny streaks of lightning flashing across the ultraviolet sheer blanket that folded across the sky. A blanket woven so light yet so heavy.
Dark eyes followed the lightning without paying much attention to where he was going. He only stopped when he walked into something solid, something made out of stone... Terminus. The god popped up in his usual appearance of half a statue, looking at the demigod with his eyebrows raised in expectation of either an apology or explanation. Christian dropped his gaze towards the god made out of stone before he searched for the border - the border he accidentally stepped over.
When he tried to return to New Rome Terminus stopped him, popping up in front of him out of nowhere and preventing his entry. Christian snorted, rolling his eyes at the stone figurine. "Come on. I was just one single step outside," the son of Mars said, his hand brushing over the leather sheath of his sword that dangled on his hip. "You can't be serious."
Terminus responded with the same gesture, a roll of his eyes before he spoke. "No weapons allowed into New Rome. You, out of all demigods, should know that."
Christian stared at him, both flabbergasted and annoyed because he just took one accidental step out of his home and wasn't allowed back in with the weapon he brought from inside the border. He understood, that legionnaires weren't allowed to bring any kind of weaponry into New Rome, but he, who was working as security had to have a weapon on hand. Exceptions were made, had to be made, and now it was being such a pain in Jupiter's butt to return?
A frustrated sigh left his lips as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest in front of the statue, both glaring at each other like they were fighting a war of their own and only the last one to blink was to win.
[attr="class","THREAD1CONTENT"] Christian didn’t need an alarm to get up as he was already up and getting ready way before it had a chance to even ring once. Events like these meant that he would most likely not sleep at all, the excitement and nervousness keeping him up all night before said day. Today was no different. No matter how often he tried to fall asleep it just didn’t work. He laid in his bunk, shifting and turning dozens of times before ultimately giving up and getting out of bed. As quietly as he could Christian grabbed everything he needed and everything he had packed the day before, tip-toeing out of the dark barracks, his arms filled with stuff.
Once he was outside he zipped open his backpack to make sure he had everything he needed before slinging it over his shoulders and walking towards the Caldecott Tunnel. He still had at least an hour before their appointed meeting time but that’s just how he rolled. Being late was a no-go for him, so he was always way too early. It was in his blood. Genes he inherited from his mother’s ancestors. Surely, he was the first one to arrive, the morning still too young for the birds to even bother waking up. Christian positioned himself in a small patch of trees, leaning against it as he waited for the others.
One after another they appeared out of the tunnel. Wary eyes watching closely with his arms crossed over his chest. "You are late," he said quite casually, his tall figure appearing from behind a tree. "And everyone's unprepared I see," the son of Mars added, shaking his head softly in a teasing manner. He made his way over to the group, four long strides easily carrying him to where his friends were standing, a simple black backpack slung over his shoulders. Christian gave the girls a quick look before shaking his head once more in disappointment at the lack of weapons on them, whereas he came fully prepared. His favorite blade, shrunk in its ring form, was curled around his right ring finger, the only place he felt comfortable wearing it despite the meaning behind a ring worn on one's right-hand ring finger aka the symbol of being in some sort of romantic relationship or engagements. It was a weird knack he had, just like wearing his watch on his right wrist even though that was his dominant hand.
A second, shorter gladius was strapped to his left thigh, as well as a set of Chinese ring daggers that rested against his right hip. One could easily presume he was obsessed with weapons but this wasn’t his first quest. While he was indeed obsessed with anything anyone can be stabbed with, one could never bring too many on a dangerous journey to wherever they were headed. Moving in a group of four made them an easy target for the monsters lurking around in the mortal world, eager to dig their claws into young demigods to devour them.
Christian stuck his hand into the bag Rissa offered, taking out one of the bagels. He ripped it into half before taking a bite, observant eyes wandering around the area. They rested on Nadine and Rissa for a moment, as those two were the ones this quest was all about. "What’s the plan?"
[attr="class","hopelovename2"] CHRISTIAN YI STATTNER
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[break] Whispered words start revolutions[break] Weary souls break constitutions[break] And glory only comes[break] When the good die young
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]NICKNAMES(S) // chris
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]AGE // twenty five
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]GODLY PARENT // mars, legacy of apollo
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]COHORT // previously first cohort
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]STATUS // adult
[attr="class","hopeloveleft"]SEXUALITY // heterosexual, leaning towards asexual
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]PERSONALITY
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As funny as it sounds, Christian used to be a very timid and quiet child. You could have never guessed he was a son of the god of war, let alone a Roman demigod. He was bullied in elementary school by older kids and really just had one friend that stuck around. The others were always just fleeting acquaintances but they always preferred another classmate over him. However, the older he got the more he changed. He's quite the opposite of what he used to be, his immortal heritage playing a big role in it. [break][break]
He became more confident and brave, started picking fights with older kids instead of backing down and cowering around. Showing weakness suddenly made him feel like a coward and soon enough he hated cowards. Christian learned to raise his voice when needed and started telling others his honest opinion on all sorts of matters. Unfortunately, he developed a bit of authority issues, tends to ignore ranks if needed or if the other is just stupid because boy, he's allergic to stupidity.[break][break]
Christian still managed to keep his quiet nature but it's the deadly quiet kind of quiet. He chooses to ignore everything that doesn't sound or appear important to him. He may have anger issues and tends to have a temper if pushed but can usually be found to be more on the calm side. Depending on his overall mood and how his day is going he can either be easily triggered or not at all. This is best resolved with pizza and a bottle of wine.[break][break]
Naturally, he is a very stubborn person, someone who doesn't back away from issues and who can be persistent on specific matters. He hates being treated like a lesser person (be it rank-wise or godly parent-wise, etc.). Once very much an introvert he transformed into an ambivert as he grew older. He doesn't mind being social and around people, has average people skills, but he also doesn't mind alone time.[break][break]
Christian is extremely loyal to the legion, his friends, and anyone he cares about - although he only really cares about a handful of people. He has no trouble making friends but he also couldn't care less for most people unless they earned their spot in his circle. Once that spot has been earned and he knows you can be trusted he will always have your back.[break][break]
When it comes to being a legionnaire and the legion in general Christian is a very strict kind of guy. He had always been the one to stick to all schedules, never skip a class. He copes with dark humor and oftentimes can be found cracking a joke at the wrong time. He definitely lacks empathy for others and can't read people's feelings to save his life.[break][break]
LIKES: spicy food, korean bbq, collecting weapons (especially knives and swords), strong coffee, black clothes, silver jewelry, naps, italian white wine, jogging, exploring, winter, snow, the cold in general[break] DISLIKES: mortals, anyone who's weak, cowards, planes, hot summers, stupidity, sweets, chocolate, coffee with sweetener, bland food[break] STRENGTHS: semi-good leadership skills (always prefers to be second in command), strong (mentally and physically), selfless [break] WEAKNESSES: afraid of heights, flying, too stubborn sometimes[break]
[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY
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Bree Simmons; mother, mortal, first-generation legacy of Apollo [break] Walter Stattner; adoptive father, mortal [break] Helena Simmons; grandmother, demigod, daughter of Apollo[break] Mars; father, immortal [break][break]
absolved 10 mandatory years in the legion + 3 non-mandatory years; claimed[break][break]
Christian was never really told how exactly his mother met his father or his other father. It had never been a topic either of them felt comfortable talking about. He grew up thinking his mortal parent was his real father. The only sibling he ever had passed away shortly after birth from SCD. The three of them were happy, and even though his paternal grandparents had never been a fan of his mother, they loved him. He spent a great deal of his first five years with his grandparents. [break][break]
After five years his parents filed for divorce. His mother left and Christian decided he wanted to stay with his mortal father. A huge fight ensued but in the end, he watched his mother leave them with tears streaming down her face. Although to be quite frank, Christian never really realized how extreme the situation was until he was older. In the beginning, his mother made sure her ex would send Christian to multiple martial arts classes for whatever reason but they never really kept in touch all the time. However, Christian liked those classes and used them to channel his anger at the adults in his life for some time. It also helped building his confidence and he could not be more grateful to his trainers.[break][break]
His childhood could have been regarded as pretty ordinary. He never really showed signs of being a demigod other than having occasional nightmares about weird creatures. There had been a handful of instances where he could have sworn he saw weird things like a fox-like animal following him, a man wearing sunglasses at night but a strange light shone through his eyes from beneath the tint, students that looked at him drooling as if he were food they were looking at.[break][break]
At the age of 10 Christian visited his mom like he usually did. They tried to meet at least once a year but sometimes she was too busy with her new family that he was simply forgotten - or at least that's what he thought. It was a normal day like many others, and he was playing in the courtyard of his mom's new house when one of the neighbor kids climbed over the fence and started picking on him. He wasn't at all surprised by that but he was shocked when the kids suddenly appeared to grow in size until they towered over him and the gate of the courtyard entrance.[break][break]
His mother, however, was prepared and within moments Christian was whisked away to the Wolf House. Everything happened so fast he barely remembers what happened in between the car ride from his mom's house to Lupa. It was then that he realized all the stories his grandparents had told him were in fact real.[break][break]
Lupa's training was hard, to say the least, but Christian found out he was a naturally skilled warrior. He picked up the necessary combat skills faster than others and eventually left for Camp Jupiter. He arrived with recommendation letters from both his father and grandmother and was placed in the first cohort as expected. Christian adjusted to his new life fairly well. It seemed as if he was made for it which... in the end, he indeed was.[break][break]
Christian was soon enough sent on his first quest around the age of 14 and was promoted to Centurion of the First Cohort at the age of 16. He made friends with a wild bunch of various demigods. A daughter of Apollo, a daughter of Bacchus, and a daughter of Discordia. Never would he have thought they'd be friends for so long.[break][break]
Life at camp was great but it wasn't very exciting either with the exception of quests. After the mandatory 10 years of service in the legion Christian decided to stay a little longer, unsure of what to do with his life, but sooner or later he left for New Rome where he found work with the city's Security Service. It wasn't much different from his former guard and Centurion position so it was just perfect.[break][break]
[ TELUMKINESIS ] - As the son of Mars, Christian inherited the ability to manipulate, transform and summon weapons. He is capable of manipulating and transforming them into something less threatening. He can shape most things into more deadly weaponry by concentrating on them. Unlike some of his siblings, he specializes in transforming weapons rather than telekinetically disarming his opponents. Summoning weapons only works if they are in the same area as him. Both skills tire him out the more he uses them and the greater the transformation or manipulation is. E.g. turning a single dagger into rubber has almost no effect on him. However, turning multiple blades into wooden ones takes a greater toll on him. Distance also plays a big role in the ability. The closer he is, as in touching the weapon, the easier it is to manipulate.[break][break]
[ EXPERT COMBAT SKILLS ] - Being born as the son of battle and war comes with benefits. One includes being a natural fighter and warrior - or a legionnaire. Christian effortlessly mastered multiple weapons and techniques during his time at the Wolf House and Camp Jupiter but also brought a steady skill set with him prior to his demigod life. He excels both in armed combat as well as hand-to-hand combat, kickboxing and taekwondo being his favorite martial arts.[break][break]
[ SWORDSMANSHIP ] - While Christian knows how to use the majority of weapons available and given at camp, he prefers a longer bladed sword. He started out with a camp-issued Gladius but soon moved on to a Spatha, preferring the feel in his hand. However, in the end, his all-time favorite sword had always been a more elegant, narrow-bladed Ninjatō style weapon. Wielding a weapon has easily become part of him, almost as if the sword melted with his arm and became one. Which surely would look very, very strange.[break][break]
[ MEDICAL KNOWLEDGE ] - Born as a second-generation legacy of the god Apollo, Christian has learned a lot of the art of healing from his grandmother who was a daughter of Apollo. He possesses vast medical knowledge but cannot heal or treat injuries the way children of Apollo can as he does not have Vitakinesis. He can only make use of mortal ways of fixing things.[break][break]
[ ENCHANTED WOLF RING ] - Christian has been gifted a dark silver and stainless steel ring, with a wolf on the band and a blood-red gem on top to represent his father's sacred animal and color. It turns into an Imperial Gold Ninjatō by will whenever he summons it. Since it is entirely made out of Imperial Gold it can only harm monsters and demigods but not mortals.[break]
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.
