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Florence Bradshaw

"You think I care? You're funny, nice humor there."

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a character in “The Demi-God Academy”, as played by Sorella

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"You don't know anything until you've been to hell and back."


Introducing


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Full Name:
Florence Kaya Bradshaw

Nickname:
Flo is the nickname she uses now but back in her past she had been known as thirteen for various reasons which will be explained later.

Age:
Appears to be about nineteen years of age but in reality she should be seventy two.

"This happens when you get caught up with the demigod world. No one really knows my past though so it's alright."


Birth Date:
December 24th 1942.

"I was born during world war II"


Home Town:
Paris, France. She found her way to America eventually.

"I speak fluent French and I have the accent as well."


Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Studying:
World History. She loves history and she did take part in a bit of it herself anyways.



Being Demi-Gods


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Godly Parent:
Ares, the god of war.

Power:
Florence, was a tool used by many in her past, and they manipulated her and molded her to something they wanted, especially seeing she had a gift in warfare. She has a vast knowledge of warfare and she knows quite a bit about battle tactics, almost as much as an Athena child could. Although, that wasn't what she was known for, she was known for her combat abilities, she's almost able to use any weapon she so pleases, she has strengths and those would be artillery, with guns and such, but when it comes to specific demigod weapons, she's very good at handling a celestial bronze sword, and she knows multiple techniques. Even though she's good with artillery she's horrible with archery. She's notably good with hand to hand combat.

Strengths:
Dancing, it's a passion of hers that she's always had and she's been dancing every since she was a little girl.
Photography, she's a very skilled photographer ad she seems to know how to capture a beautiful moment or scene and she's been taking pictures since she was three years of age and she been given her first camera.
History, she's very good at remembering history and she's been keen on it for a long time, she appreciates what has been done in a long amount of time, and she's just been good with history.
Hand to hand combat, she's been good at martial arts and she's trained in it since before a lot of the demigods these days were born.
Puzzles, yes, you see right, this doesn't mean just those puzzles you put together anything of the sort you have to use your brain to figure out. She's good at them and that's why she knows strategic plans fairly well.
Aim, she has very good aim, with artillery that is, she's been known to be very precise.

Weaknesses and Flaws:
Technology, Flo is like your grandparents when it comes to all your fancy technology she wasn't around with it all, although in order to blend in more, she's adapted to trying to figure it out, and hence she's able to use a cell phone now, but stuff like computers and a bunch of stuff just puzzles her a lot in this time frame.
Knowing social boundaries, she's a bit blunt and honest, and tends to tell you exactly how things are being rude and harsh sometimes, she came from a war front type thing and her past made her show know sympathy for people so basically she's an asshole really.
Painting, she's not good at anything to do with painting, colouring or anything of the sorts really, she's even horrible at drawing what people call stick figures.
Archery, she can't use a bow to save her life and she can't wrap her mind around it.
Her wrists, she has a weak point in them where if they're pressed they normally tend to disarm her faster than you could blink your eyes, and then her brain gets distraught and it makes it harder for her to remember how to use a weapon as effectively.



Sharing Our Desires


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Likes:
Cameras
Dancing
Chicken
Dogs
Wine
Speaking in French
Warfare

Dislikes:
Abusive people
Being trapped
Wasps
Fake people
Pink
Fish
Vodka


Hobbies:
Photography
Hiking
Running
Dancing
Puzzles


Fears:
Government
Drowning
Failing


Secrets:
She's not from this time frame, she was born in 1942 back when the second world war was still going on, and no one knows for certain about her, they just assume she's a foreign citizen and that she just can't understand English enough to be able to grasp main ideas, when in reality she understands English just not a lot of the new technology you see these days.
She escaped from government based military camp used for special cases, where they tortured many people like Flo and they abused their powers. She escaped however and stole a boat to sail across to America.



In-Depth


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Personality:
Being from a slightly different time frame than a few kids in the time that she now lives in, she has more diverse personality traits but she still fits in enough. She can be seen as quick tempered, aggressive, stubborn, and blunt. She's a person who no longer feels sympathy for others and she's not much of a lover anymore and therefore she can't really foresee herself wanting to be nurturing to anyone not even children, she knows how cruel the world can be and she wont sugar coat anything for you no matter how bad you want her to, she doesn't treat anyone like a special case no matter who you are. You'll get the same treatment as anyone else, and if you even try to act like a higher noble she'll hold a grudge and she'll be acting out in a way to get revenge in anyway that she can. She's not one to let things go easily and she holds a grudge for awhile until she finds things are finally fair, which is why she can't show sympathy for much and she can't let go of what happened to her, and she's constantly at a struggle to lay it all down and just forget or to try and get revenge for what they did, she'd gladly lead another war if she had another go at it, but honestly this is the rough exterior that lays on the outside, and it has multiple layers, no one has touched her heart strings in a long time and she keeps quiet and reserved for that reason, she'll let people in just not as much as they believe she is, she doesn't share anything personal, just a couple small things.

To touch a bit more on her quick temper and aggressiveness, that all became a stem from what had happened to her ever since she was younger and ever since the trials and errors of her teen hood. She grew that way and she would fight or hours and hours, and she only knew how to be aggressive, and it got to the point where they wanted to piss her off at every waking moment, they played with her mind and gave her plenty of things to get pissed off at and they provoked her multiple times trying to get the best of her, they knew their was a beast inside waiting to unleash and take control. They want that monster to be about all the time, and she's violently murdered people in battles a lot back in her time.

There wasn't always this rough path, yes she always was a tough kid being born into warfare from the get go and being the daughter of Ares, she could deal with things well not being horribly sensitive, but she did use to be very innocent and sweet. Those aspects completely vanished but there is a part of her way deep down, that no one has seen since she was sixteen which was actually about fifty six years ago but due to some of her past she doesn't look that old at all. Either way she does have a fun loving side, she does love to laugh and be laid back and party. She also still has elements of having some sympathy but they are pushed way down where she couldn't access them if she really wanted to.

She has some elements that appear today of being elegant and poise, and when she's fighting, she is the most graceful thing you will see, although all that dancing only benefits her gracefulness.


The Past Defines Us


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History:
Way back when, in the year of 1942, it was i the middle of world war two, when Ares, had been taking part of it. He had been a power house and he had been a strong brute that was devilishly handsome to many nurses that were around, and many soldiers resented him, but none the less he led them into having the upper hand in battles, besides being a god he could go into war as he wished and being the war god he had probably provoked this war to happen either way. He normally got good vibes and intentions in the wars and he became in good spirits. Eventually in a low down time while he was checking on troops, him and a nurse had got it on. By the end of the year, on Christmas eve that was when Florence was born. Of course Ares knew about his child he had a few moments with his daughter holding her and agreeing on a name with Florence's mother, Claudia. Eventually after awhile, Ares, sent for Claudia and Florence to safely be taken home and Ares said he would visit again but wouldn't say when. He was a god after all, not like Claudia knew this, and soon his daughter left with his mother.

Claudia was a French woman, and she lived with her darling daughter, although in order to be safe completely they moved over to Canada for awhile and they lived in Quebec where they spoke French anyways and they stayed there for some time. Only until the war was over and it was safe to return home to Paris, France. Florence loved her mother but the feeling had hardly been mutual, Florence had been an accident and Florence was only Claudia's way of seeing Ares again that hot guy she had a fling with, and she just wanted more flings with him. Claudia wasn't too horrible of a mother though, she at least tried a bit and fed her, and clothed her. Florence felt some love from her mother deep down and new somewhere her mother cared for her. They did some things together at the least and Florence would help her mother whenever she could.

Although years and years went by and Ares never showed up again, and that made her mother furious and would take it out of her a lot of the time, especially when she was thirteen years of age, but being the child of Ares she was good with hand to hand combat and defended herself against her mother and tried to show her mother that she just had to wait a bit longer, and each night, she'd only pray her father would find them and that he'd appear to her mother so Florence could be at peace with her mother again. Although when she was fifteen her mother made a bargain with the devil himself, as she sold out her own daughter to the government who could see potential in her and knew she was a good member, and that was when she was whisked away to a special and closed off area in France.

That was when they had trained her up to be more of a brute, it took awhile as she was fairly soft to begin with. They stripped her of her pride, innocence, and general kindness, they made her hostile and bitter. she tried hard to fight back but they wanted to see the emotion and anger that drove her and they wanted to use everything against her. They held a bunch of demigods captive actually all ones that seemed to be potential fighters. They wanted to make them all into brutal soldiers to use later lean and mean killing machines, and Florence so happened to be one of them and they had tortured her day in and day out until one night she was horribly fed up with them and that was when she had ended up punching out a girl, and later that required to be tested, and then they left her alone in a quiet part of the facility, and she knew her way out. She ended up sneaking out that night, she made sure to be armed, and then she fought her way out, and she fought day in and day out, once she saw the day of light again she began to cry but then escaped, she ended up finding her way to Canada.

Upon getting to Canada, she soon entered America, and she had made a bit of a living for herself but eventually at the age of nineteen she had been drawn in to a casino and she had been drawn in and she lived there for years and years never aging for a long time. It wasn't until at some point she had talked to some young kids about the time and such and just talking in general, and they mentioned it being in the 2000's that she began to understand what was going on and she soon began to find her way out of there it was difficult and once she left she hitched a ride somewhere and then she looked upon this whole new world she's never seen before, but eventually she met a guy named Cadyen, who taught her a few things about what the world was like, just to get up to date about things, and so she's as much up to date as she could be, just technology confuses her a lot to this day.




Theme Song:
Monster || Imagine Dragons
Ever since I could remember,
Everything inside of me,
Just wanted to fit in (oh oh oh oh)
I was never one for pretenders,
Everything I tried to be,
Just wouldn't settle in (oh oh oh oh)

If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because,
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
If this problem lies in me

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

Can I clear my conscience,
If I'm different from the rest,
Do I have to run and hide? (oh oh oh oh)
I never said that I want this,
This burden came to me,
And it's made it's home inside (oh oh oh oh)

If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?
And if I seem dangerous,
Would you be scared?
I get the feeling just because,
Everything I touch isn't dark enough
If this problem lies in me

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,
I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.
A monster, a monster,
I've turned into a monster,
A monster, a monster,
And it keeps getting stronger.

So begins...

Florence Bradshaw's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Amelia Sterling Character Portrait: Robyn Quinn Character Portrait: Sage Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Eddie Greer Character Portrait: Luca Peverell Character Portrait: Camden Van Trap Character Portrait: Simon Chancellor Character Portrait: Casey Adams Character Portrait: Poppy Malandra Character Portrait: Kyle Andrews Character Portrait: Elliot Vance Character Portrait: Cyrus Goldsmith Character Portrait: Adam Hayes Character Portrait: Elinor Mansell Character Portrait: Alana Marie Saint Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Jason_Brooks Character Portrait: Florence Bradshaw Character Portrait: Gwen Whitney Character Portrait: Clara Reinhart Character Portrait: Orpheus Dwight Dunstan Character Portrait: Maxiamus Edwin Cale Character Portrait: Juliette Chandler Character Portrait: Ariel Lee Character Portrait: Lex Miles Character Portrait: Rose Smoak

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Time: 8.30am

The weather seems to rest at a comfortable temperature, not too warm or too cold. Curiously, the seasons of the Academy don't seem to relate much to the outside world, in fact it usually seems to be a mild summer day even if snow storms rage outside of it's boundaries. Of course, with a collection of super-powered demi-gods within it's walls the weather and many other aspects of life is always likely to change rapidly.




The Academy's first day of classes is always a more relaxed day for the students. Classes start slightly later than usual at 9.30am (usually classes begin at 8.55am) and end just after midday to allow for the traditional game of Capture the Flag in the afternoon.

However, this early in the morning most students can be found rising from their sleep and preparing for their day. All the students have arrived earlier in the week, giving everyone a chance to catch up on their holidays and make themselves at home again. Of course, the week has also given the students a chance to reopen old wounds, confirming past enmities or on the flip side form new friendships. Of course others have used the free week to get a head start on their studies, start working on an invention or begin to plan pranks. Of particular interest to the party animals would have been the nearby town bar which hosted a party the previous night. Of course leaving the school grounds is prohibited...

Given the vast array of personalities at the Academy, this year promises to be a very interesting one.



Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Amelia Sterling Character Portrait: Robyn Quinn Character Portrait: Sage Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Eddie Greer Character Portrait: Luca Peverell Character Portrait: Camden Van Trap Character Portrait: Simon Chancellor Character Portrait: Casey Adams Character Portrait: Poppy Malandra Character Portrait: Kyle Andrews Character Portrait: Elliot Vance Character Portrait: Cyrus Goldsmith Character Portrait: Adam Hayes Character Portrait: Elinor Mansell Character Portrait: Alana Marie Saint Character Portrait: Jordan Brooks Character Portrait: Melina Wincrest Character Portrait: Jason_Brooks Character Portrait: Florence Bradshaw Character Portrait: Gwen Whitney Character Portrait: Clara Reinhart Character Portrait: Orpheus Dwight Dunstan Character Portrait: Maxiamus Edwin Cale Character Portrait: Juliette Chandler Character Portrait: Ariel Lee Character Portrait: Lex Miles Character Portrait: Rose Smoak Character Portrait: Leslie Ashton Hans Character Portrait: Alaska Stacey Character Portrait: Darren Sparks

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Time: 9.45am

Classes have started for the students.
The University students are currently in Power Control situated in the training courts.
The high school students are in either English or Maths class.




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The class had started 15 minutes ago. The teacher, one Mr Frank Solomon, had first greeted the returning students warmly, obviously pleased to find the majority alive and relatively sane. His instructions had then been to enjoy the first day of classes. He had given them several options, each designed to help them get out of their holiday funk and get back into the swing of things. Set up at the further end of the training courts was a collection of targets and dummies, ranging in shapes and sizes. Some were stationary and some would move when in play. All offered a good place for students who wished to exercise control and train their precision with their powers. Closer to him, where he could watch and make sure that nobody went overboard, were the sparring areas. These were places where students could have mock fights against each other, using their powers to defeat their opponents. Of course, actually hurting anyone was against the rules, hence why Mr Solomon was hovering nearby. As usual for those not inclined to fighting, tables had been erected to the side to allow students, usually Athena and Hephaestus' children, to but their brains to the test. In between each area other students had come up with their own lesson plan, each stretching out their powers in their own way.

Amelia had been inclined to head down to the set up of dummies. There she, and the other students who had picked the moving targets, were busy decimating the Academy's population of stuffed targets. With a grin Amelia sent another sizzling bolt of lightning flying towards the dummy, reducing it to a smouldering heap of ash in seconds. Her hands were buzzing with miniature lightning bolts, the air around her seemed to be giving off a slightly static vibe and she couldn't help but smile. She sighted down the range again, threw her hands up in front of her and sent a flurry of lightning bolts flying towards a target set up halfway down the range. It exploded in an eruption of smoke and Amelia turned her attention to the next target. This one popped out of the ground on her left side, moving forward on it's mechanism. It was shaped like a mythical hall hound and ran low to the ground. Even so it didn't stand a chance as Amelia sent another bolt of lightning flying at it.

She took a step back from the moving targets, both to let her peers have a go and to catch her breath. Power control was undoubtedly one of Amelia's favourite classes. Where else was she able to use her gift without the fear of hurting another person? After all, lightning wasn't exactly the most pleasant thing to be hit with. She loved the feeling of it's power racing through her and had to resist going overboard. As she caught her breath, Amelia glanced around the courts. She spotted Eddie lounging on the sidelines and couldn't help but shake her head. She knew that his powers weren't really the active, fighting type. They were dangerous in their own way, or they could be if he trained them, but she understood his fear about losing control of them. Insanity wasn't something easy to control. But, he'd never learn how to if he simply sat and did nothing. With a shrug Amelia turned her attention back to the targets.




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Ariel sat at the back of the Maths class, choosing to block out most of what Miss Francis, the teacher, was saying. Class was really not her thing. She would much rather be out socialising, or attending VIP events. Sitting here was not her idea of a good time. So instead of tuning into the lesson Ariel was staring at her nails, tapping each finger nail with her opposite hand and changing the colour with her powers. She had always been glad that her power over make-up extended to her nails. It meant that she always had the perfect nail colour and didn't have to spend money on the actual polish, not that money had ever been a problem for her. Ariel had just settled on a pastel green for one hand when she was jolted from her thoughts.

"Miss Lee, are you paying attention?" The teacher, Miss Francis asked across the silent room. Ariel glanced up from her hands to find Miss Francis staring at her, her arms folded across her chest and her own unpainted nails tapping quietly against her opposite arm. Ariel felt no fear towards the teacher. How could she when the woman was wearing a hideous floral dress matched with a pair of last seasons sandals? "No Miss. I was doing my nails." Ariel replied, smiling serenely at the woman. Miss Francis stared at Ariel, not quite sure how to react to the girl. It was obvious that she had never had Ariel as a student, or she would have let the comment go. As it was Miss Francis was willing to give Ariel a chance. She cleared her throat and pointed to a particular problem on the board, "Please Miss Lee, what is the answer to this problem?" Ariel cast a lazy look at the board. There was no way she could answer that. So instead she called on her favourite weapon, her powers. Subtly was the answer and Ariel had mastered that long ago. It was slightly harder at the Academy given that here powers were common place, but that didn't make it impossible. "I don't know Miss." Ariel replied clearly, giving Miss Francis her best smile. Then, with a mental push she thrust a collection of emotions at Miss Francis. Miss Francis, about to frown at Ariel and no doubt tell her off, suddenly paused. Her face took on a content expression as she turned her gaze from the question to Ariel. Miss Francis gave Ariel a kind smile and shook her head. "Well then. That's alright. We'll move along." She said before rubbing the problem off and turning to the next one.

Ariel rolled her eyes at Miss Francis' back. She hadn't been much of a challenge. It had only taken a small amount of happiness, contentment and acceptance to make her change her tune. Really, Ariel would never be able to grow her power if she was forced to solely manipulate people as weak minded as Miss Francis. However, she had another year before she could legally leave the Academy, so it would be another year until she was able to step out into the world and put her considerable talents to good use.