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Blake Taylor

Being pretty on the outside is easy. Inside? That's another story.

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a character in “Land of Gods and Monsters”, as played by TheNewb08

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"I CAN BE A LOVER, A HATER, A FIGHTER, A PLAYER, BUT THAT JUST AIN'T MY STYLE. I'M NOTHING BUT A MYSTERY WITH A PRETTY SMILE."
Shake it off







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FULL NAME:
Josephine 'Blake' Evelyn Taylor

NICKNAME:
Blake | Everyone
Princess | Enemies/Haters
Bee | Close Friends

AGE:
19

HOMETOWN:
McKinney, Texas

GODLY PARENT:
Aphrodite

GENDER:
Female

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Pansexual

ETHNICITY:
50% Mexican, 50% Irish

DOB:
February 13, 1998

HEX CODE
#b21eae



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HEIGHT:
5'7 ft.

WEIGHT:
125 lbs.

APPEARANCE:
Being the daughter of Aphrodite, Blake has been blessed with a curves in all the right places and naturally beautiful appearance. She keeps her dark brown hair long, often curling it or adding waves at the end. She never leaves her room without makeup on and always highlights her lips and brown eyes. Her skin is flawless, void of any scars or tattoos. She has three piercings: both earlobes and belly button. She likes to wear a playboy bunny belly button ring. Her fashion sense consists of three factors: sensual, tight, and flattering. She is always dressed to impress, never failing to show her body. She tries to make her clothes comfortable, but will sacrifice her comfort for style.





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PASSIONATE ❖ FEARLESS ❖ INDEPENDENT ❖ RECKLESS ❖ INTIMIDATING ❖ CONCEITED


BIOGRAPHY

Looking back, Blake could never understand how Aphrodite fell for someone like her dad. If it was Demeter or Artemis, she would understand why they fell for her farmer father. The two apparently met when her father was out in the fields. Aphrodite had been wandering in his corn field and got lost. He showed her the way back and she claims she liked that he was kind and beautiful. Her father was beautiful in a masculine way, after working so hard in the fields. The two had short, blissful romance after she left to go back to Olympia. He was upset to lose her, but went back to work on the farm. A couple years later, Aphrodite left their daughter at his house, explaining that she was pregnant and couldn't care for the child. He ended up naming her Josephine after his mother. Raphael, her father, took his new fatherhood in stride, but he had no clue how to raise a daughter. He didn't know a thing about clothes, dolls, or anything girly. He tried his best with Josephine, but ended up raising more of a tomboy than girly girl. He even ended up calling her Blake, because that would've been her name if she was a boy. Blake only had her father as a stable parent so the two have a positive relationship.

Blake knew her mother was a god. She would come to visit her daughter when she wanted to and was appalled at her little girl being more of a boy. She couldn't believe Raphael raised such a tomboy. Blake liked being in the woods and fighting more than fashion and dating. A power struggle began between the parents. Aphrodite tried to show Blake the joy of being feminine while her father encouraged her to be a tomboy, wanting her to be how she wanted. Many arguments started between the parents with Blake listening to the screaming matches when they thought she was sleeping. Blake began to listen to her mother's encouragement while still being somewhat tomboy to appease her father. She just wanted her parents to get along. Blake knew her parents would never be married or in love like they used to be. All she wants is for them to be happy and to have peaceful childhood.

As Blake began to embrace her feminine side, she noticed things began to change among her friends. She was used to being friends with the boys due to her tomboy nature and attractive appearance. Girls tended to envy her and think it was weird she was a tomboy and pretty. Blake noticed boys and girls would act any way she wanted and whoever she encountered would develop a crush on or be attracted to her. Her mother explained to her that she had gifts due to being the child of a god. Her mother helped her to develop her new abilities. Blake learned to master her emotion manipulation skill and control over the lust one felt for her. Blake tends to abuse this gift for her own personal gain. If she can get something out of it, she'll do it. She does have one secret which only her and a close friend know about. Despite being the daughter of the goddess of passion, Blake is still a virgin. Her father didn't want her ability to control lust to make her think her first time wasn't real. He explained to her how she should wait for someone who truly cares about her, not someone who loves how she looks. Blake has always respected her father so she took his advice seriously. She is still looking for the right person.

Aphrodite was the first to tell her of Legacy Academy. She wanted her daughter to be living and training by the best the gods have to offer. She didn't want to leave her father, but she wanted to go out and become a better person. She is ready to prove that she can not only be beautiful, but strong and mighty.




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QUIRKS
      ❖ Bilingual (Spanish when Flirty or Angry)
      ❖ Constantly taking selfies
      ❖ Always on Instagram or Snapchat
      ❖ Usually looking in the mirror
      ❖ Unhealthy love for animals
      ❖ Stuffs her face with food
      ❖ Doesn't eat in front of others
      ❖ Always wears jewelry

LIKES
      ❖ Animals
      ❖ Bugs
      ❖ Martial Arts/Fighting
      ❖ Shopping
      ❖ Social Media
      ❖ Jewelry
      ❖ The Outdoors
      ❖ Parties

DISLIKES
      ❖ Not being the center of attention
      ❖ Getting Wet
      ❖ Swimming
      ❖ Dead Animals
      ❖ Losing
      ❖ Bad Filters
      ❖ Studying
      ❖ Lectures




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GRADE:
12th Grade

TEAM ROLE:
Support

RELATIONSHIP WITH GODLY PARENT:
Aphrodite and Blake have a decent relationship. Aphrodite is still coping with having a daughter who is a tomboy. She doesn't agree with her daughter learning to fight or wanting to spend time out in the woods. With Aphrodite being flighty as a parent, they could never agree on how to spend time together. While they do bond over shopping and relationship talk, Aphrodite is still shocked her daughter is still a virgin. She's been pushing Blake to not be so uptight about it.

HOBBIES:
❖ Photography (Mostly Herself)
❖ Sunbathing
❖ Makeup
❖ Flirting

AMBITIONS:
Blake is doing the Tourney to prove that she can be tough and gorgeous. She is so used to people over looking her, writing her as just the 'hot girl.' She hopes by winning the Tourney to show this and to make her mother happy. Blake is tired of the disappoint from her mother of not being the 'perfect' daughter. She hopes winning the Tourney will let her be proud instead of disappointed.

FEARS:
Swimming: Blake was never taught how to swim and when she was young, she almost drowned when she fell into the pond. She has no problems being in water, but she despises going deeper than her chest. She will have a panic attack
Rejection: Blake has never been rejected before so she is scared one day, someone she actually cares about will reject her. She doesn't know how she'll respond.
Attachment: Blake is terrified of becoming attached to someone. She is used to having a love and leave relationship so she worries one day she will actually care for someone and they won't feel the same. The same thing occurs with friendships, she worries people are only interested in her for what she can give instead of who she is.

STRENGTHS
Emotional Manipulation: Blake has the ability to manipulate other people's emotions. She can make someone happy, sad, and made all at once.
Persuasion: Blake has always been very persuasive. She knows how to get what she wants and how to get it from other people.
Survival Skills: Blake is used to being outdoors and understands how to manipulate the environment to her benefit.
(what does your character bring to the team? Any skills they accel at that make them desirable to the lineup, or deserving of favor from their godly parent?)

WEAKNESSES
Strength/Combat: Blake may love learning to fight and practicing, but she's not very good compared to other gods' children.
Intellect: Blake has never been a studious person so she lacks intelligence. She is by no means dumb, but is very much an average or slightly below student.
Team Work: Blake works best by herself. She doesn't enjoy working with others.
(What does your character really struggle with, their Achilles heel so to speak?)




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REPUTATION:
Blake is the Queen Bee at Legacy. She is beautiful, charismatic, and confident. Who wouldn't admire her? She's also a scary person to make enemies with so students tend to stay out of her way. She is well liked among the student body, but many people are jealous of her. A rumor is going around that she is the school slut. Being Aphrodite's daughter, it would sense, but no one knows she actually hasn't had sex yet.

FAMILY:
Raphael Taylor | Father | Alive

MISCELLANEOUS:
❖ Blake has several pets at Legacy Academy. She keeps a pet tarantula in her room. His name is Oxford. She also has an aquarium with six fish. They are all named after the zodiac signs.




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FACE CLAIM
Lindsey Morgan

USERNAME

TheNewb08


So begins...

Blake Taylor's Story

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Character Portrait: Jace Holmes Character Portrait: Ace Michael Thatcher Character Portrait: Ryan Grayson Character Portrait: Blake Taylor Character Portrait: Vince Darling

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"BABY I DON'T NEED DOLLAR BILLS TO HAVE FUN TONIGHT! I LOVE CHEAP THRILLS!"
The loud, and clearly off beat, singing was enough to drive Jace crazy. The pre-Agon bash was something every senior needed to experience so Jace couldn't refuse to come. He attended every previous one and it wasn't a party till the top troublemaker arrived. The event brought in plenty of students. Jace had to hold on tightly to his beer bottle if he didn't want to lose it. The theme this year was neon and the students definitely went all out. Almost everyone was painted in some whimsical design or wearing neon or light colored clothing; Jace was no exception. He wore a white shirt he wouldn't mind getting paint on and pair of black jeans, along with sturdy, black running shoes. Half of his face was decorated in curly lines, highlighting his blue eyes. Participation was his one award at every themed party. The decorations were mostly items painted in neon colors; the same for the dance floor and bars. Jace smiled as fireworks light up the dark sky, his own personal firework would be soon. He cashed in on a favor from one of the Hecate kids running the firework stand.

Jace took a sip of his beer, deep in thought. Don't get him wrong, Jace is a party animal. However on a night like tonight, he had more important tasks to do than get drunk at a party. Tomorrow is the big day. He has been training for this moment since he entered Legacy. Jace would get his wish or die trying, no other way. Nonetheless, Jace wouldn't let a good party go to waste. He'll go easy on the alcohol, but he was determined to have fun. A few of his buddies should be here tonight. Jace saw Ryan attempting to dance among the throngs of students. Ryan was one of the few nice guys at Legacy. He didn't know why they were friends, but the two worked well together. His dancing was a bit on embarrassing side, but it worked for him; his endearing, but awkward dance moves. If Ryan tries to get him to dance, Jace will be party stopper. Literally, the party will stop at his horrendous attempts at dancing. He scanned the party trying to find his fellow troublemaker, Ace. The two had already set up a prank for the naïve freshman who were so star struck by two seniors talking to them. He should be around here somewhere. Jace could hang out with his teammates... Vince is definitely here and Blake never misses a social event. Jace groaned remembering himself trying to convince his reserved, serious roommate and teammate to come tonight. He can remember everything.


"Jace, we should be training for Agon not partying."
Jace rolled his eyes at his troublesome roommate. How a troublemaker and the Captain America were put together; he'll never understand. Jace was checking his appearance in the mirror, brushing away one of his curls, while looking into Vince's eyes through the mirror.
"Exactly why we should party. Getting drunk off our asses and having fun is the perfect way to relax before the Hunger Games begin. Besides, I'm starting to believe you don't know what a party is."
The two were as different as night and day. They didn't get along, but they weren't enemies. Jace thought he was stuck up and uptight while Vince found him careless and disrespectful. However, the two worked well together.
"Let loose for once in your short ass life and have a fucking good time." Jace knew of Vince's dislike and disuse of cuss words which only made things more fun for Jace. "Show off your crazy awesome raps too. If you don't by the end of the night, I will embarrass both of us."


Jace smiled at the memory. He knew how to get under Vince's skin, not like it was difficult though. As he scanned the crowd, he made eye contact with an attractive, maybe junior, boy. His face was completely painted. Jace couldn't recognize him in the poor lighting, but he was attractive enough. Jace was never one to turn down a good time. He had a few sidepieces he could call up at any time, but he wasn't about to call someone when the music was loud he couldn't think. The junior approached him coyly. His attempt to be alluring was sweet and Jace always had a sweet tooth. When the two tried to converse, they laughed, not being able to hear each other. The younger boy motioned for Jace to follow him to opposite side of the lake, devoid of most party goers. Jace swaggered over to him, pleased he was lead somewhere private. The two reached the area before the boy changed in front of his eyes. The boy became a man; a man Jace never wanted to see. As Hermes stood in front of him smiling, Jace groaned. How could he be so stupid? He should've know better than to think a junior would approach him so confidently. Jace's eyes narrowed at his supposed father standing before him.
"What the hell do you want?
Hermes's face fell at his son's cold question.
"I'm here to wish my favorite son luck in the Agon tomorrow. I know you've been training hard."
Jace rolled his eyes. He didn't need this poor attempt at a heart to heart.
"Is that it?"
Hermes wasn't going to give up on his son easily. The two are still family whether Jace likes it or not.
"I was hoping we could talk."
"About what? How you almost sent me to jail or how all my relationships ended because of you? I can go on."
"First, you shouldn't have been stealing-"
"I'm the son of the god of thieves! What do you expect!"
"Jace, I am your father and-"
At that point, Jace couldn't control his rage. How can this god claim to have been a father! He started yelling, not able to stop himself.
"A FATHER? YOU NEVER WERE A FATHER TO ME! A FATHER DOESN'T TRY TO SEND HIS KID TO JAIL! A FATHER DOESN'T CAUSE EVERY PERSON HE EVER HAD FEELINGS FOR TO CHEAT ON OR HUMILATE HIM! A FATHER TAKES CARE OF HIS SON AND IS THERE! YOU WERE NEVER THERE FOR ME! YOU ARE NOT A FATHER!"
Jace tried to calm himself. He wasn't going to let the party shut down to listen to a father-son screaming fest.
"All you are is a fucking sperm donor to me. I would trade you for my human dad any day." Jace took a step closer to Hermes, his breathe hitting Hermes's face. "When I win the Agon, Zeus is going to make sure you never contact me again. You will be out of my life forever and then I will actually party. Stop trying to act like you're my parent. You will never be my father. Do you understand? I hate you. You mean nothing to me."
All of a sudden, a firework went off. The firework began to spell letters. A giant "FUCK YOU!' appeared in the sky. Jace's grin was hard to hide. Perfect Timing. Finding an opportunity to slip away, Jace left leaving Hermes shocked about the firework. He ignored his father's attempts to demand he come back. Jace was grateful for one thing Hermes gave him, his speed. He hurried back to the party, reconsidering his idea of not getting drunk tonight. He needed the hard stuff and a distraction too. Luck isn't usually on his side, but it was tonight. Blake was standing, drinking bourbon out of the bottle. Blake's beauty made her appear to be an angel and, right now, she was in Jace's eyes. He approached her, acting as if nothing was wrong. She smiled and winked at him as she passed the bottle. Jace took a long drink of the strong liquor. The burn felt amazing and he could feel his negative vibes melting away. He looked lazily at his favorite companion.
"I need you and this bourbon right now. Care to fool around?"

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Character Portrait: Joaquin Wolf Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Jace Holmes Character Portrait: Ace Michael Thatcher Character Portrait: Maya Torres Character Portrait: Blake Taylor Character Portrait: Marisole Nadeau

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Lights were flashing everywhere, fireworks were exploding in the background, and some naked dude just ran across the field. This party is fucking awesome.

Ace loved parties, they provided him with entertainment and relieved him of his boredom for a time. So at the moment, Ace was feeling pretty good. He wasn't dressed as wildly as some of the other students at Legacy academy as he preferred comfort over fashion, but he did have bright neon green paint designs on his white v-neck. However, no one would be painting his face tonight, unless of course they wanted a few broken teeth. As the beer began to make Ace feel antsy, he actually wished someone would do it just so he would have an excuse to start a fight. Ace watched as a son of Hermes rolled on the ground in pain, holding his nose, and realized his sister had beat him to it. He laughed to himself as the crowd scrambled to get out of her way as she walked over to some girl that he didn't recognize. Ace wasn't exactly friends with Abby, but he had to admit that she was a badass.

Already bored again, Ace scanned the room for his buddy Jace. They had set up a prank for a couple of freshman earlier and Ace knew that Jace would be up for any of his wild ideas. He spotted him storming off through the crowd, and leaving a very pissed looking Blake behind. Well, hanging out with Jace tonight is out of the question then. Ace sighed and slid out of his chair. Looks like he's going to have to go find entertainment for himself.

Sitting far away from the sound system was Joaquin, the leader of Ace's Agon team. He was blending in so well with the crowd that Ace barely even saw him. Personally, Ace thought the guy was pretty boring, but he was smart as hell so he made for a pretty good leader he supposed. He definitely wasn't someone Ace wanted to have a conversation with though. Ace was searching for a different teammate, little miss short and sassy. He was looking forward to bantering with Mj, but he was disappointed when he couldn't find her among all the people.

Ace was just about to start purposely pissing people off when a flash of light caught his attention. A light up coconut bra, how fun. His stare slowly went up from the girl's chest to her face and Ace was pleased to find that the girl was Maya. She was one of the few people that put up with his sporadic personality and they had formed a friendship of some sort despite their many differences. He rushed towards the tiki bar she was at and slid right in front of her. Flashing her a mischievous smile that showed off his dimples, Ace leaned towards her so she would be able to hear him over the music. "Nice bra."

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Mari loved parties. Especially demigod parties. You could count on all of the talents, all mashed together to create a damn good jam. She found herself comfortable within the writhing mass of sweaty kids, probably doing the things their parent's have nightmares about. Even with her small stature it's not hard to notice the wild child of Demeter bopping along amiss the crowd. From her elegant, yet risqué dancing to the flowers that bloomed at her feet with every step she took. She couldn't help it, her control almost gets lost when she dances. It's certainly a strange sight. She couldn't count the mass of boys and girls that found themselves promptly trying to butt their way into her jam session, least to say none of them were successful. Most of them made it out with an eye roll but other's weren't so lucky.

After a while of dancing she couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. Normally she was surrounded by her friends, but Mari had gotten to the party quite early, and hadn't seen anyone she knew fairly well yet. The task of leaving the dance circle is a lot harder than it looks, but it wasn't too much of a problem for her. "Excuse me! Fuck out of my way please, thank you" She got a few annoyed glances here and there but there wasn't anything more relieving than escaping the circle.

Her eyes scanned the crowd of demigods some of them she knew. She saw Jace and Blake arguing, Quin near the edge by Ellis, and finally her eyes landed on a dazed Ryan holding two drinks standing next to the notorious, Abby Jarvis. She weaved her way over to Ryan snatching one of the drinks out of his hand and downing it in a matter of seconds. "Thank you, it's hot as hell in that dance circle" she commented placing the empty cup back in his hands and giving him an impish smile. It didn't take much inference from the second drink and disappointed look in his eyes to know what happened. "It's always 'the one that got away' from you isn't it, Ryan you really got to step up your fucking game". She gave him a glance over and raised a curt eyebrow, "Need a wing man?





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Ben hated parties. Especially demigod parties. He would even be here if it hadn't been for Aya begging him to attend. Not only was he completely awkward around people in general, but parties were practically hell. He'd rather die in Agon than be in this gods-forsaken hole of intoxicated and horny demigods. Thankfully, it didn't take long to escape his half-sister's clutches when she became distracted in the entertainment, and he soon found himself near the edge of the chaos. Unfortunately, there were still a few party goers scattered around, the majority of them students making out in the darker corners. He tapped his finger nervously against his thigh in an attempt to calm his nerves, which were going a mile a minute. He hadn't been to a party in, well never.

His eyes scanned the vast field of demigods seeing a couple he knew but, being sociable wasn't exactly his favorite thing. His best bet was to escape entirely but Aya would've been unbelievably pissed at him which is something he did not want to see. After minutes of wandering around he happened upon, a bench, vacant bench. Thank you Hecate. Ben wasn't entirely sure if the blessing had been his mothers, but better safe than sorry.

To pass the time he aimlessly tapped his fingers on the bench, watching the demigods have fun. It wasn't that he was disgusted at the 'idea' of fun, rather that his definition meant writing or being by himself. However, he would do anything to make his sister happy, which involved brainstorming some miraculous story of his 'great night' at the party when she eventually found him. She'd definitely see right through his façade but maybe his attempt at trying would be good enough for her.

His mind eventually wandered toward thoughts of Agon. Tomorrow. He had no idea how he landed himself on a team, but he wouldn't question it. This was the one thing that he actually felt, well okay about. Of course there were the definitive ideas of 'certain death' but the idea of Agon seemed enticing to Ben.

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Character Portrait: Amelie Clark Character Portrait: Ace Michael Thatcher Character Portrait: Maya Torres Character Portrait: Blake Taylor

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Amelie raised her eyebrows at the drink that Maya handed her. She had definitely been looking for something stronger than a Corona, and whatever concoction is was, it looked like it was laced with alcohol, and that was exactly what she was after. However, when Ace appeared, she sighed and took her drink. Ace was far from the worst person in the school, but she didn't plan on sticking around. "I'll see you later, Maya. Thanks for the alcohol!" She called lightly, taking a sip from her drink and grinning. It was as strong as she had both expected and hoped.

She scanned the crowd, looking for someone familiar to talk to. She spotted Blake, and something inside her twisted. She was attracted to all of the sons and daughters of Aphrodite, even that asshole Sebastian. But there was something different about Blake. She was the one person who made Amelie feel like she did. But Amelie just... couldn't. She didn't know if her feelings were her own or just another part of Blake's abilities. God, of all people, why did she have to fall for a daughter of Aphrodite?

Amelie straightened up, fixed a smile on her face, and sauntered over to Blake. If there was any chance she could die in the next few days, she was going to make the most of whatever time she had.

"You're not causing too much trouble, are you? We really shouldn't leave you unattended. You might break one too many hearts," Amelie said lightly, taking a sip out of her drink. "I think I need to be your chaperone. Keep an eye on you," she added. "You wouldn't mind that, would you?" She asked teasingly.

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Why couldn't Blake simply respond yes or no? She knew he didn't like dancing and that he was pissed so why couldn't she just answer normally. Jace knew she would be anger at him tomorrow. The two of them haven been close for a long time, becoming even closer when they agreed on their friends with benefits situation. Blake began to act weird when they signed up for the Agon. They agreed they'd be on a Agon Team together since sophomore year. Maybe she's worried about tomorrow. I'm such a jerk. Jace has claimed to be an asshole on most occasions, but that doesn't mean he's heartless. He'll apologize to Blake tonight. Jace found her leading Amelie to the dance floor. Blake's been dying to dance. I'll talk to her later. They're kind of cute together. Jace didn't mind if Blake flirted or did anything with other people. The two of them were just friends in Jace's mind. The self proclaimed Sherlock Holmes wasn't as good as he thought when it came to Blake or any one interested in him unless it was obvious.

Jace still has the bourbon with him as he took a drink. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to sit and drink. He'd prefer to be alone, but at a party like this that just wasn't possible. He scanned the crowd, hoping to find a drinking buddy. He noticed Ace trying to get Maya to dance with him. The sight would be great to watch! Jace found a seat, but it was occupied by someone. The guy was one of Hecate's kids, but he couldn't remember what his name was. He was dressed to theme, but not enough to stand out. Was he the kid everyone thought was a serial killer? His name started with a b... What is his name? Jace began to study bench boy, deducing him like his idol would. The tapping of his fingers on the bench was likely a sign the boy was bored or trying to distract himself. Maybe, he's thinking about something else. If he had friends, he'd most likely be with them. The boy was watching the crowd, not looking for anyone, so he must either be a loner or came here by himself. No alcohol so mostly likely not a drinker or didn't feel like it. The guy was good looking, but not in a eye catching way; more like painting, the longer you stare the better it looks. The alcohol coursing through his body was enough liquid courage for Jace. So what if the stranger might be a serial killer?

"Hey B-Be-Bu... Okay, I don't know your name. I'm Jace. Can I sit down?" Jace didn't wait for a reply he sat down. Jace took another drink of the bourbon. He was tipsy, not drunk. "So did your friends ditch you or are you here by yourself? I'm guessing loner. Who are you?" Jace was out of it, asking and saying whatever his brain conjured up. He held out the bourbon to what's his name. "Bottoms up, B, or whatever your name starts with. By the way, I don't think you're a serial killer, but who knows what could happen tonight."

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Character Portrait: Amelie Clark Character Portrait: Blake Taylor

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As Blake dragged Amelie to the dancefloor, Amelie managed to down the rest of her drink and abandon the glass on a random table. She could just about deal with Blake sober, but if dancing was involved, she was definitely going to need copious amounts of alcohol. She looked around at the others dancing and was completely and utterly overwhelmed. They either seemed to be incredible dancers or just grinding. Amelie wasn't sure she could deal with either of those options.

But, it seemed that the Fates themselves aligned in her favour. The alcohol kicked in just as a song she actually liked came on, so she grabbed Blake's other hands and started to dance with her. She just kept telling herself over and over again that this might just be the last chance she ever got, that she could be dead or seriously injured in a few days.

Amelie had done dance in her early childhood, just like every other girl her age. She actually wasn't half bad at it, either. But with being shunted around from foster home to foster home, she'd eventually stopped asking for classes. And it was a shame. Her increased physical ability meant she was light on her feet, and her sense of rhythm wasn't terrible. Had she had more classes, she probably could have become pretty good. But instead, she was a "not bad" dancer in a crowd of excellent and terrible. The alcohol in her own system reminded her that everybody was probably too drunk to remember or care.

When the song ended, Amelie laughed. "So, was that enough of a display for you? Do you want to see more, or should we go get drunk?" She asked, having to shout over the music despite how close she was to Blake.

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Character Portrait: Lux Slade Character Portrait: Joaquin Wolf Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Ayano Mori Character Portrait: Amelie Clark Character Portrait: Sebastian Rhodes Character Portrait: Benjamin Hughes Character Portrait: Ayden Bradley Character Portrait: Maya Torres Character Portrait: Blake Taylor Character Portrait: Layla Athenes Character Portrait: Vince Darling

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"Why aren't you at the party, Little one?" The voice startled Layla into dropping her sword. It clattered to the training floor with a sound that echoed loudly. Layla took a breath as she kneeled down and grabbed the blade, her hands were shaking from overwork."Mother, please don't do that," She said softly. "I appreciate your work ethic, Layla, but if you'll burn yourself out if you continue at this rate." Athena told her, her voice echoing in her mind like the sword's clatter did the room. Layla was used to it though, it had been there her entire life, for the longest though, she thought it was her own voice, an inner voice, or a conscious like Jiminy Cricket, but it had turned out to be her mother, a goddess. Layla wasn't sure about how she truly felt about being left with the family that she was left with, considering that bickered like school children, but her home wasn't a bad one, at least not directly related to her, they loved her for all their faults, but still. They're constant bickering nearly killed her and while she never thought about leaving them for fear that she was the only thing keeping from killing each other, knowing that she had another option, a whole world she didn't know about, she didn't really give it a second thought but that presented new challenges, she wasn't the only one, and she had to be the best of her kind. She still wasn't sure about what this truly was about, beyond Godly pride, which it was most definitely, but there was something else at play here, that the Gods weren't telling them, but her mother seemed to care, since she'd been there her whole life, a face in the crowd, a voice in her head, keeping her safe, from a distance. So she couldn't complain too much. Some of these demi-gods had it much worse.

"Mother," Layla said, unafraid of talking to herself since she was alone in the training hall, what with the school at this party. "Why now?" She asked. Athena was characteristically quiet. "You only chose to make your present known to me, but a year ago, is it truly because of the accident or...is there more?"

"There is more." Athena said. "However, the accident proved motivation, for the both of us." She said and Layla nodded. Her mother never lied to her, not once, but that didn't make her feel better. "You wouldn't have shown yourself to me, otherwise, would you have?" She asked and after a long pause, Athena sighed, which was a strange sound in her head. "Suffice it to say, Little One, I was in a place of indecision, now I am not." She said and Layla nodded. "That's how I feel about this party," Layla said not wanting to think about what would have happened had she not been in the accident. And to think she thought that day was the worst of her lief...now she wasn't so sure. Was it bad luck, or providence?. "Why's that?" Athena asked. "We are expected to party like Dionysius, and then proceed to fight one another, and for what? Your favor, but why do you need to do this for your favor, don’t we already have it?"[/olor] Layla said and Athena chuckled. "You have mine, but this is tradition, moreover, there is the 'more' I referred to, and not so many of the Gods appreciate their children like I do." [/i] She said and Layla nodded, she could hear the smile in her voice. "That's not for you to worry about now, Little one, clean yourself up, dress nicely, and enjoy this time you have as normal teenagers." She said and Layla sighed. That was all she was going to get from that conversation. [color=#054357]"Yes, Mother," She said and with that, she did as she was told, and got cleaned up, and dressed in a lovely little black dress, that hugged her Olympian curves. She had no idea what she was doing here to be entirely honest, parties weren't her scene at all, she didn't listen to this type of music, nor did she appreciate the way that strobe lights and fog laid waste to her vision. She smiled as she entered though. She had to be a normal teenager, that's what her mother wanted, for one night that she was not a demi-goddess, fighting for the right to be beside her mother, but a teenager invited to an unsanctioned, unofficial party for school. "What am I doing here?" She asked herself as she skimmed the crowd for a familiar face.

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Character Portrait: Jace Holmes Character Portrait: Blake Taylor Character Portrait: Layla Athenes

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Vince would've gladly gone anywhere else, but a party. He would spend time in the underworld with Hades if it meant not coming here! Now, Vince didn't mind parties like these; they just weren't his scene. He preferred to get together with friends versus a wild, drunk party with strangers. Jace was the reason he was here at all and dressed like this. The resident troublemaker insisted he go have 'fun' instead of training tomorrow. Unlike Jace, Vince was fighting for something in Agon tomorrow. He wasn't hoping to get back at his godly parent like most children here did. Despite the fireworks going off in the sky, stars could still be seen. Vince smiled, sadly at them. He wondered if Addison was looking at the same stars. Was she okay? He hadn't visited her in a while. Their visits were fun, but Addison was growing up, questioning the strangeness of their secret meetings. Addison didn't have to be a child of a god to be intelligent. She was growing into a beautiful, little girl with a mischievous yet wise smile. Vince sighed. I'm sorry, baby sister.

Jace had ditched him the first chance he got. Trouble attracts trouble, I guess. Vince thought as he watched Jace disappear with Ace. The party looked like a blast, but Vince wasn't one to dance by himself, or grind on a stranger. Alcohol wasn't an option either. His father always warned him of the dangers of underage drinking. The last thing Vince needed was unexpected hookup, or pregnancy, or to do something he would regret. Vince would've spent time with Blake if she wasn't occupied, but her argument with Jace and dancing with Amelie made the giant stay away. The drama with Jace and Blake was known well by Vince. Being Jace's roommate meant knowing if he hooked up with anyone. He tended to bring his conquests home and Blake was there often. Vince couldn't understand why Blake would settle for Jace. He doesn't treat her well and has other partners. Vince wouldn't treat any girl like that. Well, he didn't have any offers so he couldn't treat anyone like that. Speaking of girls, he noticed Layla appeared at the party. His eyes felt like they growing as he took in Layla's appearance. She looks... wow. Vince usually isn't brain dead, but seeing Layla dressed up is a rare occurrence. Vince dropped his gaze when she noticed his staring, rubbing the back of his neck trying to hide his embarrassment. Layla tends to dress more tomboy so seeing her was like a splash of cold water. Vince needed to be cool, suave too. Dang, this is Jace's department. Vince took a deep breathe, praying to any deity that he didn't humiliate himself. As Vince approached her, the song playing suddenly made sense.

Lightning strikes every time she moves
And everybody's watching her
But she's looking at you


"Hey Layla. I'm glad to see you made it. C-Can I can get you something to drink?"

Well, he started off strong.

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Character Portrait: Amelie Clark Character Portrait: Blake Taylor Character Portrait: Layla Athenes Character Portrait: Vince Darling

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Dragging Amelie out to dance went better than Blake expect. She would've thought the other girl would resist, but then again, Blake is never turned down. The dancefloor was surrounded by horny teens so this wasn't the best location to hangout with her... friend? Labels for her relationships usually didn't go beyond liking or not liking. Someone would really need to be close to her to earn the title of friend or best friend. When the song ended, she could hear Amelie saying something, but it was so loud at the party. She heard the words: display, more, and drunk. Sounds fun!

"Alcohol. I'm in. Let's go, archer."

Most of the bars were surrounded by drunk students, with few choices to choose from. She noticed the addition of Vince to the party. Jace's good boy roommate and their Agon brawn was never one for these types of social events. His talking to Layla, the brain of their group, was definitely intriguing. Hmmm... interesting. Blake usually isn't nosey, but she can't resist matchmaking. What else is the daughter of Aphrodite to do? She'll leave them be for now. Only the gods know how this will go if she jumps in prematurely. She finally noticed a bar with an opening. Still holding Amelie's hand, Blake lend her to the bar. Blake wasn't thinking about the fight tomorrow. She wanted a blissful night drinking with people she liked. The bartender placed two, yellowish white cocktails in front of them, garnished with a pineapple. Piña coladas are one of Blake's favorite sweet drinks. She raised her glass to Amelie, clinking the two together.

"May the night be fun and the alcohol plentiful! Also to tomorrow, so my team can beat yours ass!

With a playful wink, Blake, almost chugged, drank her cocktail. She could feel the effects coming as she swayed slightly, but was too busy having fun.


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Vince gave an exhale of relief when Layla, hopefully, didn't notice the stutter that come out of his mouth. He wasn't much of a talker, but he had no problem talking to other people. Why was this so difficult? When she responded yes to a drink, he was quick to rush to a nearby bar, not wanting to keep Layla waiting. Vince had no clue what to ask for. Did she like sweet? Alcoholic or non? Crap, is she allergic to anything? Thankfully, the bartender must have had pity on him. He handed him two drinks. "It's a strawberry daiquiri. No alcohol and very sweet." Vince couldn't thank the bartender enough before heading back to Layla with the drinks. She smiled at him, taking the other drink from him. I guess the bartender made a good call. The two of them continued drinking. Layla seemed a little distracted though. She didn't seem like she would attend these types of parties. Was she bored?

"So, Vince, are you enjoying yourself?"

Honestly, he was contemplating leaving before Layla showed up. Jace would've scolded him later for ditching the party to go back to their room to train for tomorrow, but Vince was more willing to deal with that than drunk partygoers. He was about to respond when he noticed Maya was appearing faint. The sunny girl didn't look well. Vince would've stepped in, but Ace and Joaquin appeared faster than Vince even could. Her teammates could take of her and Vince didn't want to get in the way. His minds went back to Layla. He didn't know what to say or how to respond. "Dammit Jace."

"Well, it's a fine party, I guess. I prefer something a little less... eye catching. The other side of the lake is more my speed. Want to go? The other side of the lake was empty of other students and very serene in Vince's eyes. A great place to watch the fireworks too. "I'd like to watch the fireworks without worrying about the drunks here."

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Character Portrait: Amelie Clark Character Portrait: Blake Taylor

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Amelie couldn't hear everything that Blake was saying, but when she grabbed Amelie's hand and pulled her towards the bars, Amelie didn't need an answer. It was so easy to forget about what lay in front of them tomorrow. Tonight, everyone felt young and free and reckless, and it was exactly what a teenager was supposed to be like. Teenagers were not supposed to fight and to possibly die.

She was jolted back to awareness as a commotion broke out on the dancefloor, somebody fainting. She wasn't surprised when it happened, but she was surprised when it was Maya. It couldn't have been too much alcohol. She just hoped that her friend was okay, but quickly turned her attention back to Blake as the girl pulled her with a new vigour towards a bar. Almost as soon as they got there, the bartender was sliding two drinks towards them. Amelie recognised them straight away, and grinned. She was expecting shots, but cocktails weren't a bad choice.

"Oh yeah, we'll see who's laughing when you're at the business end of my arrow and my deadly aim," She retorted. She chugged her drink, gasping a little as the alcohol hit. She was about to ask for another when she heard what people were saying. They had an hour before they needed to be gone.

"So, we have an hour left. How exactly would you like to spend it?" Amelie asked, leaning her chin on her hand as she gazed at the other girl.

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