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Tarra Anderson

Daughter of Hera

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a character in “Gods and Monsters: Olympus Has Fallen”, originally authored by Wolf's Bane109, as played by RolePlayGateway

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FULL NAME:
Tarra Lyn Anderson

NICKNAME:
Lyn | Common, tolerates
Andy | Hates this one
The Red Queen | Given by Erin

AGE:
19

HOMETOWN:
New South Whales, Australia

GODLY PARENT:
Hera

GENDER:
Cis-Female

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Pansexual

ETHNICITY:
caucasian

DOB:
February 25th

HEX CODE
#4c067a



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HEIGHT:
5' 6"

WEIGHT:
125lbs

APPEARANCE:
Due to her rather short stature, small frame and pretty looks, people tend to underestimate her for being even the slightest bit dangerous. She surprisingly has a large amount of muscle and when in combat doesn't usually have a hard time taking an enemy down with ease. Tarra is fully aware that she has a near-perfect figure and pretty face and often is seen batting her eyes in an attempt to get what she wants from people. Her most defining features are her bright eyes that are always scanning her surroundings, which will narrow down on a target with an endless glare, many people refer to as a resting bitch face, and her tight-nit jawline. Rarely is a genuine smile shown on her face anymore.





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Resentful ❖ Inteligent ❖ Cold
Manipulative ❖ Calculating ❖ Selfish


PERSONALITY

What the others lack within the group, Tarra more than likely takes care of things, as she is the true mastermind between all of them. If you have a pretty face, you might as well use it to get the less than bright students to join your side, especially if they can be useful somewhere else. She views Logan as an absolute jackass that she couldn't give a single fuck about, but she knows his skill set and can't help but find his powers and abilities to be of use. He may be an utter meathead and dumbass, but his skill in combat is of use and she couldn't afford to pass that opportunity up.

She knows Erin only joined the team because she wouldn't stop asking for her to join them, as Tarra knows all of them to want nothing more than power, and if this is the only way for them to get it, so be it. She does still have feelings for Erin, but in the past few recent months, they've been slowly falling apart. She doesn't care for her as much as she used to, but that isn't to say she doesn't love her. She does, it's just lessened as time has gone on. She sees Erin as more of a tool than some of the others, using her abilities as a help in a crisis has never been of failure yet. But she knows if she has to let Erin go, or if she shows any sign of leaving the group and their side, she knows what she'll have to do and wouldn't be heartbroken letting her go.

Tarra finds Tommy to be the real weak link in the group and is often condescending to him and far more rude than she really has to, but she gives him a break in comparison to Logan. She views him as a child and nothing more than a trouble maker and an idiot that tends to get on her nerves. But she sees the potential in him that could be of use, only if she is able to fully corrupt his mind and help bring him further to their point of reasoning.

Surprisingly out of the group, she is the only one that can calm down Logan and uses her ability to bring him to his senses to her advantage, often sending his fury and anger towards someone else. Tarra is one of Hera's least favorite children, but isn't exempt from her mother's favor. She knows her way of doing things isn't always what her mother would wish, but she can't help but see that the old gods are slowly starting to lose their touch, and knows there's only one thing to do left and it's to bring them down. She's tired of being looked down upon by the gods, or seen as unhinged and crazy, which she may be, but the gods have had their time and Tarra will do whatever she has to, to gain the power she's always craved.

Tarra is most afraid of failure and being nothing more than average at best. She spent a lot of her younger years crawling up the latter of recognition, so to speak and she isn't about to give up all of her time trying for nothing. With how she treats most people nowadays, with a bitchy attitude and cold eyes, it wouldn't take much to put her back in her place.


BIOGRAPHY

From a young age, Tarra learned to work for what she wants and to do whatever it takes to get it. Even if it costs friendships and trust, and relationships, she's learned to be willing to give it all up if she has to get what she wants. Growing up in a rather unstable and problematic family was an early blueprint for her eventual downfall that would come later in life. Between her family's ever falling and fading relationship, yelling and shouting every day in and day out, to her parents getting a divorce by the time she was nine years old. To seeing some of her older siblings grow up and leaving her in the house with her mother who only ever seemed to neglect her, she always sought to aim for something higher and aimed to get it.

By the time she hit puberty and was in her early years of primary school, Tarra knew she was different from everyone else, even her siblings. She proved to be faster, stronger, and smarter than most people in her grade, as well as her entire school. She knew she never felt like she believed anywhere growing up and seeing how things began making less and less sense the longer time went on, Tarra didn't know what to think. Things were beginning to become even more complicated and stressful as the years went on and as her demigod heritage began to finally take shape, Tarra began lashing out at her school and home. It started out small, back-talking teachers and picking on the younger students. To getting detention and starting to fights on almost a daily basis.

Things began to come to a hault and went back to being normal when she was sixteen. Teachers cracked down on her and made a point of them knowing they weren't going to tolerate her behavior for much longer if she kept it up. A few months passed, and all hell broke loose. It was during lunch hours when someone was talking about Tarra as she walked by, intentionally loudening their voice so she would hear their comments. Everything that followed happened in quick succession, but onlookers said one moment Tarra placed down her food and then the next she was ontop of the other kid with a knife pulled to their throat. Tarra was pulled from the school and even had a restraining order held against her from the student's parents, as well as pulled from the school system.

When her mother was trying to figure out what to do with her, a stranger showed up to their home one day, and explained everything Tarra would have ever wanted to know, and more. The woman introduced herself as Tarra's own birth mother, as well as the Goddess Hera herself. Hera explained how there was a place for Tarra, and other people like her. Demigods who were gifted unnatural abilities and powers. That she'd be safe and welcomed in a world where she could be trained not just in combat but could use her abilities in less self-destructive ways. That, and she was given an ultimatum. Seeing her options would ruin her life, or go to a boarding school for others like her where Tarra would belong. Tarra demanded to be shown Olympia, and wanted to see the world for herself. It was everything she ever wanted and more, but as time went on, she's begun to see the slow fall of the old Gods. They once held such power and control over everything. Their once iron grip on the world was slowly starting to loosen, and Tarra along with a few other students and even teachers have formed a coup where they plan to overthrow the old Gods and bring in a new order. If this is the only way she can attain true power, Tarra will do whatever she has to do to get it, even if it means fighting against those she once considered friends and family..




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QUIRKS
      Her fingers tend to tick and twitch if she is irritated // Tarra bites the inside of her cheek when thinking // Taps her left foot when bored

LIKES
      reading // lemonade // humor // lavender and vanilla // cats // hiking // boating // morning runs // chocolate // 80's/90's movies // writing // sex // flirting // being left alone

DISLIKES
      night time // being outdoors late // large animals // small and tight spaces // bright lights // silence // random people touching her // people talking over her //




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GRADE:
12th


TEAM ROLE:
Brain

RELATIONSHIP WITH GODLY PARENT:
Tarra has nothing close to being in a good or healthy relationship with her mother. She's fully aware of her mother's disappointment in her with how she treats others. But she is fully aware that Hera is gracious enough and somehow still manages to gain some favor from her mother.

HOBBIES:
kick-boxing // hiking // mountain climbing // sword training

AMBITIONS:
As much as she doesn't want to admit it, Tarra does want to earn her mother's affection and favor. But on the other hand, she wants nothing more than to see the old gods be brought down.

FEARS:
Anything with multiple legs, she can't stand bugs

Deep dark water, she doesn't like to think about what's below the surface

Tarra fears the idea of having to suffocate to death. The idea of gasping for breath in vain sends a shiver down her spine

STRENGTHS
physical combat, brains, ambitious, calculating, emotionally distant

WEAKNESSES
quick to anger, short attention span, quick to hold grudges, lack of empathy for anyone




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REPUTATION:
Tarra is known around Legacy as the academy's local Queen be, meaning bitch. She's rarely ever nice to anyone, including the teachers. She has an air about her that just doesn't sit well with others, and when she is nice it's so obviously fake that it comes across as petty and pointless as most people know her to be a vile and poisonous snake. Whether it makes her a popular student or not, her name and face is well known around Legacy, and many question how she's stayed at Legacy for as long as she has, as well as how she's managed to hold down a relationship for as long as she has been able to, as her promiscuity is a rather well known fact and rumor according to who one may talk to.

FAMILY:
She has a stepmother and two older sisters, although she never talks about them.


MISCELLANEOUS:
Tarra has a long and rather jagged scar along the entirety of her spine that can been seen in certain pieces of attire, the reasoning behind it or how she got it has remained entirely unknown, even to Erin and her closest friends.




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FACE CLAIM
Elizabeth Olsen

USERNAME
Wolf's Bane109


So begins...

Tarra Anderson's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Theodore Luvgoode Character Portrait: Riley Hayfield Character Portrait: Thomas Andica Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Tarra Anderson Character Portrait: Erin Davenport
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Daughter of Artemis // Brawn // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #49AD8F

The fading in and out of the music overhead would have been enough to drive anyone to madness if it weren't for the copious amounts of alcohol, glow-paint, and over all atmosphere and vibe of the party as Riley sat by herself at the bar. Normally, she wouldn't have been in a situation like this, she wasn't exactly one for parties, especially ones like this. The overabundance of hormones and teenagers would be enough for anyone to call it quits, which Riley was slowly beginning to have her second thoughts as to why she was even here to begin with. She wasn't a party-goer, nevermind one of this caliber, but when she knew her friends had wanted her to be here in the first place, it was a bit too much for her to say no. Besides, she could handle being out for a little while longer, being around others wasn't entirely draining after all. But sitting here, waiting for any of her friends to show up was beginning to wear her down.

With a soft sight, Riley propped her head atop her left hand as she sat there patiently waiting for someone to show up and drag her away to something fun. Anything at this point. The daughter of Artemis was taken aback when she heard one of the students yell as he streaked across the field. Rolling her eyes as she shook her head, she really shouldn't have been here. But she had to hold out for her friends, if they were actually coming, which she was beginning to have second thoughts, maybe they set her up? Maybe it was a prank, or maybe she was even overthinking everything. With the premise of the Agon just around the corner, Riley was beginning to question if she really made the right decision. She wasn't a fighter, at least not a proper one, and out of all the demigods going into this, she was by far one of the least likely ones to come out of this alive, or even in one piece.

Riley was out of her element in every way imaginable and the reality of the situation began to slowly creep into her thoughts. Even if she did somehow manage to get out of the Agon alive, nevermind win, would it really be worth it in the end? Not like she really had much going for her anyway, her relationship with her mother was already falling apart back on Earth, her relationship with Artemis was rocky to say the least, and her future wasn't exactly a shining beacon of hope. Riley sighed as she picked up the glass in front of her, and downed the liquid in one fell swoop before the bartender filled it up once again. Maybe she could try finding one of her friends out in the crowd and try to enjoy herself for the last few hours before everything would change with the Agon. That's the least she could hope for at this point. Getting up out of her seat, Riley began to make her way through the large crowds of people in search of at least one recognizable face to help distract her until she managed to find one of her friends.






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Son of Poseidon // Special // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #006994

The music blared from all around as the party sprung to life as students preparing for the Agon celebrated one of their last few nights being a normal teenager. If any of them could ever consider themselves that in retrospect. Tommy found himself running across the field with one of his classmates as he streaked across the field in front of him. Tommy knew that if his friend was lucky, maybe he'd just get a warning, or if he was stupid and messed it up, he'd get at least detention at some point if he was caught by a teacher. Tommy slowed his pace down behind his friend as he needed to catch his breath, his eyes scanning the layout before him. Tommy caught himself staring across the way as an all too familiar face was clearly having an altercation with another student he recognized. Lucas, one of the children of Hermes that even Tommy wasn't exactly a fan of. He contemplated if he should go over and interject, but as the scene unfolded before his eyes, he knew the answer. Not like he would have been much of a help anyway. With the mix of him being on the smaller end, as well as knowing Abby Jarvis was all too capable of taking care of herself, he knew it would be best if he kept his distance and space away from the daughter of Ares. Abby having been only one of the few students to genuinely scare him. If he was ever so bold to even tell her that.

Tommy felt himself being forcibly pushed to the side by a much larger figure, which brought him back to his senses. "Oh shit, sorry my ba. I-" he started, but was stopped as another familiar face locked eyes with his. The older student simply looked down at Tommy with eyes that glinted in the light. "Watch where you're going, punk." the older male snapped back, his accent coming in full force. Tommy felt himself shrink the moment the son of Zues opened his mouth, causing him to take a few steps backward. Almost tripping over his own feet, "My bad, Logan. I'll be sure to watch where I'm going next time. Entirely my fault." Tommy quickly fumbled over his words, watching as the blonde-haired giant slowly turned and walked away in the opposite direction. Thomas could have sworn his life flashed before his eyes every time he had any sort of interaction with Logan. Sure, they were on the same team and had to work together soon enough in the Agon, but that was one of the downsides of it all.

Tommy was by no means a part of their group in terms of popularity, nor did he feel entirely confident being a part of their team, as he tended to always feel like a burden or trouble to the rest. But Tarra always reassured that Tommy was fine and that Logan could always just go and fuck himself if he really had an issue with Tommy being in their group. The only one that never made him feel like an outsider, was Erin. Who he was very greatful for. Out of those three, she was the least mean or rude to him, and was rather kind as far as he was concerned. If anything, he looked up to the daughter of Dionysus, and saw her like an older sister in a few ways. He admired her control over her powers, and the fact she wasn't entirely terrible company to have for the most part, he couldn't complain. Maybe he wasn't in the entirely worst team he could have been assigned to, only one way to find out was just around the corner. But he didn't have time to ponder on the Agon, he was here for a good time, and that's what he intended on doing as he made his way across the dancefloor and over to the bar to get a drink, and hopefully find someone to talk to.






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Child of Hades // Special // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #575772

The party had only been going on for an hour or so, and everything was already in a drunken haze for Theodore as he was in the middle of a large group of students, shotgunning a large can of four loco. Crushing the can flat as Theodore finished off the rest of the alcohol as his friends shouted in a drunken victory, patting him on the back and cheering him on for more. "I will, I will. Just uh, gimme a minute" Theodore chuckled as he cleaned himself off from the excess alcohol, which wasn't much at least. The beat and blare of the music overhead was slowly starting to get to him as he felt the world beneath his feet slide a bit as he tried to stay upright. "I'll be back in a few. I have something I need to do." the demigod chuckled as he walked away from his friends, briefly looking up at the stage where the dj station was. Flashing a small smile to Erin as she gave him a wide grin and wave of her hand, clearly enjoying herself as always. One of the few people that knew how to party, and pick some good songs for a party no doubt, would of course be a child of Dionysus, if not Apollo. Theodore turned back to the direction he was headed and stopped as he noticed a small altercation going on between Tommy and one of his teammates.

Theodore could feel a bit of annoyance and anger begin to brew as he watched the altercation go down before his very eyes. Thankfully, it was over before anything happened, but seeing one of his close friends being treated like shit by someone who always overstepped his boundaries didn't sit right with him. They'd probably talk to Logan about it later, and help set him straight. They had the annual Agon coming up, and Logan didn't need to fuck up anything else for his team than he already had done. The week prior Logan had caused a small scuffle with a few other students, and as a repercussion, his whole team had been threatened with being kicked out of the selection of teens being entered into the Agon. Which, Logan clearly didn't seem to care too much about. Why would he anyway? Logan was the type to do whatever he wanted, and get away with it, which wasn't surprising to anyone.

Sighing to himself as he saw Tommy walk away shortly after Logan stomped off, Theo continued his short walk to the opposite end of the bar, grabbing a few more drinks as he did so before turning around as he felt someone touch his back. "Hey, do you mind? I-Oh hey Tarra." he said with a small smile as the girl greeted Theo with a smile. "Hey, Theo. Have you seen Logan anywhere? I need to talk to him for a minute." the daughter of Hera shouted over the music. Theo shook his head as he didn't know where he went, "All I know is that he went off in that direction after starting some shit with Tommy. The usual, ya know?" he said with a coy smile, before taking a sip of his drink. "Figures. Thanks, Theo. I'll be sure to talk to him about that. Thanks." Tarra said with a smile, before quickly swiping Theodore's drink from his hands and dipping into the crowd. Leaving Theodore by himself, and without a drink. "Son of a bitch..." Theodore muttered under his breath as he watched her walk away with his drink, shaking his head as he turned back to the bar to order another one.







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Daughter of Dionysus // Support // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #8c066d

The party had sprung to life and crowds easily formed on the dancefloor as students gorged themselves on alcohol and other substances, as Erin stood on the stage and overlooked the event. She hadn't been in charge of looking after a party in a long time, and being back in her normal place after so long felt like home to her. If she could spend the rest of her life amongst the chaos of a good party, she'd kiss Legacy goodbye in a heartbeat, but she knew things like that were impractical and wouldn't last long. Even her love for events like this, and the high she got off of it would eventually grow old and tiring. Even if she didn't want to admit it. A smile creased her lips as she saw a familiar face amongst the crowds of people dancing, giving Theo a small nod and wave of her hand as she saw him make hos way over to the bar, losing him in the sea of faces.

Erin almost jumped out of her skin as she felt someone tap her on her shoulder. Looking to see who tapped her on the arm, she was relieved to see it was one of the other students relieving her for her break. Gods knew she needed one. "I'll be back in just a bit." she said with a smile as she left the other student in charge of the music for now. A child of Apollo, so they should have been more than fine on their own. Erin stretched and made her way off the stage with a small jump, landing in a group of students who cheered her on and patted her on the back, clearly all drunk and even high off of their asses. Erin simply shook her head and smiled as she pushed her way through the groups of students, almost being taken down as a much larger student ran out from nowhere and stumbled into her. "Watch where you're stepping, asshole." she called after him, seeing how he didn't pay much mind as he was quickly on his feet and running again. Dumbass, she cursed to herself as she got back to her feet thanks to no one, and started her way back to the bar where she had seen Theodore walk off to.

Much to her surprise as she pushed her way through the last group of drunken students, Erin saw Theodore and Tarra talking. Over the music and people around her, she couldn't exactly understand what was being said, nor did she think she really wanted to. Erin watched as Tarra swiped Theo's drink from their hands and made her way back into the crowd, disappearing from sight. Shaking her head, Erin walked up to Theodore with her shit-eating grin on her face as she did so. "So what was that all about?" she questioned, Theo shook his head at her question. "Wouldn't you like to know?" he chucked. "Why yes, yes I would. Hence why I asked." Erin mused, leaning against the counter of the bar. "She was just asking me if I had seen Logan, that was all. And then swiped my drink. Your girlfriend is a thief, ya know that?" Theo questioned with a chuckle, "Oh, trust me. I know better than anyone." Erin chuckled back as she received her drink, turning back to Theodore. "Well, I'll let you be. Now, I'm gonna go reprimand Tarra for stealing your drink. See you around, bud?" the two clinked their glasses and took a sip before Erin made her way back into the crowd of students once more in search of a drink thief, as well as figure out what she wanted to do while she still had some time to waste.





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Daughter of Hera // Brain // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #4c067a

Tarra made her way through the crowds after having stolen a drink, which in turn ended up being a pretty good choice. Least Theodore proved to have some sort of taste in alcohol. Besides, talking to Theodore was never a dull moment, surprisingly enough she actually had a small soft spot for him, if some were so bold to say. Tarra was halfway through the dancefloor and was on her hunt for Logan when she felt someone grab her by the arm. Instinctively, she turned around as she pulled her arm back towards herself, ready to tell the person to fuck off as she wasn't in the mood to talk, only to stop herself as she saw who it was. Only Erin. A small and genuine smile spread across her face, "Oh hey, babe. You already done with your break or...?" she questioned. "Not exactly, just on my break before I have to go back. But, I did want to at least have one dance with you before I go back to work, sound fair to you?" Erin said with a smile.

Tarra wasn't exactly in the mood for a dance, but she wasn't about to disappoint her girlfriend, least not right now. She could allow one dance at least for now. "I guess I could allow one dance with you." Tarra said with a sly smile. Erin had her moments of being endearing, and these were one of those few moments. A large smile appeared on Erin's face, and she quickly grabbed Tarra's hand and pulled her the side as another song started playing, Tarra placed her arms around her neck, along her shoulders as the two swayed to the beat. "So, what do you think of the whole Agon thing? Feeling nervous or do you still want to be a part of it?" she questioned, trying to gauge a response from Erin, as well as being genuinely curious of anyone else was nervous about the whole prospect. "Well, I mean...How can one not be nervous? Things could go easily wrong but, as long as we all work accordingly, we should be fine? Right? Besides, we're kind of like the best team for the job, right?" Erin mused with a smile. Tarra gave a small nod, still not exactly sure how to feel about it all herself. "I mean, as long as Tommy or Logan don't fuck it up, we should be fine. But, you know how those two dumbasses are, so who knows. But we'll be fine, from what I've heard, the Agon isn't even that hard." Tarra tried to ease around the subject as the two danced.

Thinking to herself for a moment Tarra looked around before looking back at her girlfriend, giving her a smile, "You trust me in this, right? You don't think we're going about this the wrong way?" Erin quirked her eyebrow at the odd question, not exactly understanding what Tarra was trying to allude to. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." she hushed under her breath. Giving a small nod, "Oh, that. Yeah. You're doing the right thing, I mean...We don't really have much of a choice. Not like I would have chosen a different side or anything. If that's what you're thinking." Erin questioned, with a small tinge of uncertainty. "Oh, of course not, Rin. I didn't...I wasn't trying to suggest that. I just wanted to make sure you were still on board is all. Ya know?" Tarra gave a small smile, Erin only simply gave a small nod in response. Neither one was entirely being honest, nor did they feel the need to push for an honest answer. Not in public at least. This environment wasn't the place for this.

"Hey uh, how about you get me another drink, as well as yourself one, and we can continue this conversation later?" Tarra gave Erin a small kiss on the cheek, "Sure, babe. Anything in particular or does it not matter?" Tarra gave a small shrug of her shoulders and watched as Erin disappeared into the crowd as she went to retrieve some drinks. Turning back around, she rolled her eyes and sighed heavily as Tarra saw another figure off to the side. Tarra pushed through the crowd and made her way over to the male that stood along to the wall, red solo cup in hand. "Well, what're you doing all the way over here by yourself, handsome?" she said with a small grin. "Being here against my will, as usual. I could have been in my room, reading a book and being away from the headache of it all. But yet you insist that I come here to this...Party. Why?" Chadwick questioned, taking a sip from his drink. "Because I needed a vote of confidence in someone I could actually trust in being honest with me? Besides, Erin is off doing her own thing as usual, Logan is being Logan and is no help to anyone, and Tommy...Don't even get me started on him." Tarra quipped under her breath, resting her back against the wall. "So, what I'm hearing is, you want to get rid of him? Cuz you know I could do that for you?" Chadwick said with a sickening smile. "Trust me, that's not what I want from you, least not now...But, there is something I do want from you." she said in a sickly sweet tone. The male raised his eyebrow in question, before taking Tarra's hand and following her throughout the crowd until they disappeared from sight.





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Character Portrait: Theodore Luvgoode Character Portrait: Ann Akimiya Character Portrait: Tarra Anderson Character Portrait: Asher Scott Character Portrait: Amelia May Character Portrait: Erin Davenport
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Child of Hades // Special // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #575772

Theodore stood there by himself as he enjoyed the beat of the music overhead and the alcohol in hand after he had it refilled once again as Erin walked off to go do whatever it was that she was going to do. The amount of alcohol he already had in such a short amount of time was clearly having an affect on him and his attention and memory was slowly starting to black in and out as time went on. All his mind kept focusing on was what was going to happen tomorrow, maybe their lives would change after all of this, and they’d lose people they cared about, or maybe they’d even die in the process. The fact that people died in the Agon actually terrified him, partially why Theo even really questioned himself after he said he’d join. Sure, his team did have some good students in it, and he trusted them all with his life, but part of him felt like maybe joining this year was a bad choice.

His attention was snapped back to reality when he heard a familiar voice call over to him. Looking up, a large smile overtook his lips as he saw that it was Amelia May, or simply Amy, he couldn’t help but feel a little at ease. His shoulders relaxed a bit as he leaned against the bar, looking at her with a large smile. “Well well, if it isn’t Amy. Glad you could finally make it to the party.” Theo joked as he took another sip of his drink. Theodore bit the inside of his cheek as he thought for a moment, before resting one of his arms on Amy’s shoulder, “So, are you just as nervous about the Agon as me, or is it just Theo being Theo and is being over dramatic as always sort of thing? Cuz it could honestly be both.” he said with a small chuckle, bringing her in for a small hug for a moment, maybe Theo did have just a bit too much alcohol. “Ya know, before everything hits the fan and our lives are torn a sunder, how about we go try to hunt down one of the usual hermits and see if she actually showed up, hm? I haven’t seen your favorite dumbass here yet, so I’m assuming Riles’ stood us up again?






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Daughter of Dionysus // Support // Attire // Location: Legacy Academy // #8c066d

Erin began making her way back to the dancefloor, drinks in hand as she looked around for Tarra in the crowd, who seemed to disappear out of eyesight. Arching an eyebrow, she tried looking for a familiar face to see if anyone knew where she went. Finally seeing one she sighed and walked over, not exactly wanting to talk to him but he was her best bet to know where she went. “Hey asshole, you see Tarra in the last, four minutes? I went to get her a drink and she’s gone now.” Erin asked quizzically. Logan simply shrug his shoulders as he looked at her, “She’s your girlfriend, is she not? Thought it was your responsibility to keep her in check. But last time I saw her, she was talking to Chadwhick and the two walked off. That’s all I know. Now fuck off.” he snarled as he turned back around to dance with the girl he had been speaking to. Erin rolled her eyes at the comment, latching her hand back onto Logan’s arm as she turned him back to face her, “Well, that’s for letting me know, but second, you can learn a few fucking manners. At this rate you’ll never get laid, bud.” Erin quickly retorted with a pat on his back and walked off before Logan could really do anything, not like that comment would bruise his ego too much.

Erin sighed as she walked through the crowd, still with two drinks and she wasn’t about to waste one, nor was she just going to give it to just anyone. She’d try to find someone, even anyone at this rate to occupy her time with. Not that she had much to do besides go back to the dj station, which she was beginning to reconsider as she really wasn’t in the mood for it anymore, even she had promised to come back after her break. They could handle the music for a bit longer. Besides, it was a party and she hadn’t even been able to enjoy it yet for herself. Which, she would change starting now, especially as she saw a few familiar faces in the crowd.

A few feet away, Erin could see the two familiar faces of two Hermes children, and she was at least friends with one of them, so she could handle her brother. Even if he was an ass, she had asshole friends herself. So she figured she could deal with him for a short few minutes. Erin sauntered over, pushing one of the drinks into Ann’s hand as a greeting, “Hey boo, sorry I wasn’t around earlier. By the looks of it I missed some good bets?” Erin mused, knowing full well how the daughter of Hermes worked at parties. They did start up that whole underground gambling ring around Olympia. Erin wrapped one of her arms around Ann’s shoulders as she greeted one of the few people she could actually tolerate in this god damn place. “So, what kind of chaos are we going to start up tonight before the rest of our lives is entirely fucked over by the Agon? Eh? Any ideas, cuz I have a few, and most involve alcohol and good vibes.” Erin said with a raised eyebrow as she looked at both of the Hermes kids, seeing how either one of them would be able to come up with something for them to bring some real fun to the party.