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          Ⱐ °  â  meet colton .Â
ă KEITH POWERS, 22, CIS MALE, N/A ăâ° Â COLTON HEARST just  came  over  half - blood  hill .  you  know ,  the  child  of  DIONYSUS  who  was  claimed  4 MONTHS  ago ?  i've  heard  chiron  say  that  he  is  CHARMING & VIVACIOUS ,  but  if  you  ask  the  aphrodite  kids ,  they'd  say  theyâre  FINICKY & EGOCENTRIC .  i'd  say  they  remind  me  of  chaotic vines , bottle service , and glancing at reflections in windows  ,  especially  since  theyâre  NEUTRAL .Â
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                   °  â  đđđđđ  đđźđđ  .
basics .
name: colton zachary hearstÂ
nicknames : colt
birth date :Â december 2, 1997
gender : Â cis maleÂ
pronouns :Â he / himÂ
ethnicity : Â african - americanÂ
nationality : Â americanÂ
hometown :  beverly hills , californiaÂ
demigod abilities : chlorokinesis ,  ability to cause & cure madness , expert actorÂ
cabin number & godly parent :  cabin 12 â dionysusÂ
how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? :Â Â
courtney hearst â one has probably heard of her name .  after all ,  sheâs an iconic heiress turned supermodel . Â
she loved the glitz & the glamour of hollywood .  photographed at every gala ,  courtney was an integral asset of the 90â˛s party scene . Â
                           đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ : half blood hillÂ
                              đđ : @necrmnceâ
       THE COOL BREEZE did little to soothe the pain the half - blood felt as he trudged up half - blood hill . a throbbing eye & fresh cut on his lip were  familiar occurrences at this point to sawyer .  just a little ambrosia , and he wouldnât feel it anymore .  it took a little more than uppercuts to faze him , considering the amount of monsters he had come in contact with . Â
       A SHINING GLIMMER emanating from the golden fleece grew larger with every step sawyer took . nobody would be awake at this hour to even be patrolling the entrance , so he would be able to slip in without a trace .  though , an odd dark figure perched against thaliaâs tree . out of instinct , the son of ares drew his ulfberht , allowing its celestial bronze gleam menacingly in the darkness , though he immediately lowered his sword once he noticed who it was .  â ah , shit . â the twenty - two year old looked like a kid who was caught with his hand in a cookie jar .  â hey , brooklyn . â sawyer shifted awkwardly , sheathing his weapon again .  â uhh ... nice night for a walk , huh ? â
      .ăťă.ăťăâ .ăťâž  her  fondness  of  the  darkness had  to  have  come  from  her  mother ,  but  her  favoring  the  night  itself  came  from  her  dad .  sheâd  leave  the  hecate  cabin  and  stroll  along  the  edge  of  camp  before  taking  a  spot  out  by thaliaâs  tree ,  occasionally  messing  around  with  different  types  of  spells  or  seeing  if  her  raising  the  dead  was  limited  to  people  or  if  she  could  do  plants  too .  from  time  to  time ,  sheâd  run  into  those  evading  camp ,  but  made  it  routine  with  one  in  particular . Â
the  silhouette  making  its  way  up  the  hill was  one  all  too  familiar  this  time  of  night , clearly  not  recognizing  her .  brooklyn  smiled  to  herself  when  he  drew  his  weapon ,  waiting  for  the  moment  he  realized  it  was  her .  the  curse  he  let  slip  caused  a  soft  laugh  to  leave  her  as  she  moved  from  her  spot ,  crossing  over  to  him .  â so  you  do  have  a  death  wish . â  she  shakes  her  head  at  him ,  mimicking  the  tsk  of  a disappointed  parent .  â i  thought  we  got  over  this  stage  of  our  life . â
        HIS  LIPS  CURL  in  a  sheepish  grin  and  complete  with  a  shrug  â  the  son  of  ares  was  an  image  of  a  little  clueless  boy .  sawyer  took  a  step  back  as  she  approached  him ,  almost  as  if  trying  to  avoid  the  shame  of  getting  caught  doing  something  he  promised  not  to  do .  â  demigods  notably  find  themselves  in  more  dangerous  situations  than  mortals ,  â  he  said  as  a  matter  of  fact  â  a  poor  excuse .  it  was  certain  that  his  old  friend  clearly  could  see  through  his  lies .  a  large  exhale  exited  his  lips  with  the  deflation  of  his  shoulders .  â  my  mom  needs  a  bit  of  help  with  the  rent  back  home ,  and  writing  for  the  modern  eggs  society  blog  wonât  cover  even  half  of  it .  â Â
        BROOKLYN  WAS  WELL  aware  of  his  history  of  his  participation  in  an  underground  fight  club  in  new  jersey .  she  had  been  there  to  hand  him  ambrosia  when  heâd  sneak  back  into  camp ,  or  help  him  count  his  earnings  from  bets  made  on  him  when  his  fingers  were  too  fractured  to  do  so .  sawyer  just  wasnât  sure  if  she  would  keep  covering  his  tracks  for  much  longer .  â   please  donât  tell  chiron .  â  it  was  barely  a  whisper ,  but  in  the  silence  across  long  island  sound  ,  it  was  clear  as  day .
                              đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ :  the cabins
                                đđ : @jordanfakirâÂ
       SAWYER KNEW RAGE like the back of his hand .  it was like a stream , slowly trickling up his veins , before pouring into a turbulent waterfall . it was never a good idea to anger a child of ares ,  but for unknown reasons , there was a particular son of hermes who found enjoyment on getting on his nerves . Â
       THE HEAD COUNSELOR was a sight to see as he stormed down the courtyard , heads turning as he stormed down the line of cabins .  demigods knew exactly where he was headed : the hermes cabin two houses over . Â
       â  WHERE IS HE ? â  sawyerâs voice boomed as he stormed into cabin nine , eyes lit with fury .   â  jordan fakir ,  how many times do i have to tell you not to touch my shit â especially my fucking journal !? â
âKnuckles split and start to fly, the cage is shut, no place to hide,â
Jordan raised his eyes when Sawyer entered, but his cheshire grin didnât falter as he continued reading through the manâs yelling, growing louder and more excited to cover Sawyerâs voice.
âMy anger boils! Chants subside! Your body cold and petrified!â
Jordan was on his feet now, knowing the boy would recognize his own poetry being read aloud to a small audience of three or four Hermes campers, and Jordan intended to get to a window before Sawyer could pound him into oblivion. There was mirth and laughter in his voice, almost sing-song as he found intense joy in ruining this manâs morning.
âEyes stuck shut, the blood has dried! Canât see the monster still inside!â
Jordan screamed a little: a short, shrill thing, and fully tossed the diary at Sawyer like it was a projectile before dashing towards the window. He intended to hurl himself bodily through it into the grass outside his cabin, and seek the safety of running away until Sawyer calmed down.
        IF NOBODY WAS going to stop him , sawyer could actually strangle the kid .  sawyer threw a  self - conscious peek at the snickering hermes bystanders .  they were enjoying the dramatics put on show by the little prankster .  â  you little shit ! give it back !  â Â
        QUICK REFLEXES WERE to thank as the little punk tossed the leather - bound journal in his direction ,  but no amount of adhd could prepare sawyer as he watched jordan fling himself out the hermes cabin window .  that kid was clearly nuts .  with a shake of his head , the brunette stuffed the journal in the back pocket of his jeans and dashed out the door . Â
        â  IâM NOT GOING to hurt you !  â  called sawyer as he jogged a few feet behind jordanâs retreating figure . though , maybe a little ear pull would teach him a lesson .  â letâs talk like the adults we are .  â
this wasnât an unusual sight by any means: avalon balinor, surrounded by and covered in paints outside of her cabin (it had gotten to the point where she tended to be so messy that her siblings preferred her to do it outside if she wasnât going to be in the arts & crafts area of camp), singing beach boys songs just a little bit too loud.Â
âwouldnât it be nice if we could wake up in the morning when the day is new ââ she jumped at the sudden appearance in front of her, but allowed a wide grin to spread over her face, the yellow paint on her cheek cracking with the movement. âoh! hey there â howâre you? donât mind the mess, youâre welcome to join me, i have extra canvases, and obviously lots of paints. donât tell chiron though, because i took a lot of them from arts & crafts.â @ambrosiaextra
           AVALON BALINOR HAD always been an enigma â the cheery disposition she carried all over the camp , as if she carried the sun itself .  it was an unfamiliar sight to the son of ares . though , he shouldâve been used to it by now , five years down the road . Â
          THEY BARELY SPOKE .  after all , they didnât exactly run in the same social circles .  most of the time , he often caught himself glancing in her direction during dinner at the mess hall . or desperately trying to avoid getting in her way whenever ares & apollo were teamed together in capture the flag .  avalon was a ray of sunshine & sawyer acted as if he were seeing the light for the first time .Â
          MUCH TO HIS surprise , she called out to him as he was strolling back to the ares cabin after finishing up at the climbing wall . sawyer had to turn around to make sure she hadnât been speaking to anyone behind him .  â you talking to me ?  â  it sounded more irate than he intended to .  â  i - i donât know how to .  â  sawyer shoved his hands into his pockets . the twenty - two year old was good with written word and fighting â not splashing paint on a canvas .Â
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âOk ok, no, stop. Your flailing is going to cut someoneâs arm off. Dang kid. Youâve got some good force, but like youâve got to aim. Here..âÂ
Lucy pulled you her axe and demonstrated the proper way to wield one.Â
âSee, youâve got to control it more, okay?â The child nodded as she spoke, which she returned with a pleasant smile.Â
âOk, why donât you go over to that dummy and practice with it, alright?â
As the child ran off, Lucy sighed turning to one of the older campers by her âThat kid is gonna be a great warrior, just you wait.âÂ
           SAWYER GRINNED AS he watched his sister expertly wield the axe , instructing the younger demigod the proper mechanism of the weapon .  lucyâs easiness around the younger generation is the main reason why he left her in charge of mentoring them .  dealing with people with adhd ( like he was ) was a challenge enough â them being gremlins just made it a living tartarus .Â
           â  I DONâT DOUBT you .  â  sawyer raised his hands in mock surrender .  â  youâre one of the best trainers here . are you trying to give me a run for my money as head counselor ?  â
                             đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ :  the big houseÂ
                              đđ : @trcvellinghcartâ Â
       EARLY IS ON time , on time is late ,  and late was unacceptable . at least , these were the words engrained in the demigodâs subconscious . but , perhaps arriving in advance for the head counselorâs weekly meeting was just an excuse for sawyer to get away from any annoying campmates .  he sat by the head of the ping pong table , elbows perched up on the surface  as he turned his attention to the only other person in the room .  â  are you guys prepared to be wiped if you play against the ares kids in this weekâs capture the flag ?  â  sawyerâs lips curled in a mischievous grin , contorting the little scar he had at the corner of his mouth .  â  i would hate to see you get upset , di .  â
 đ˝đąđŽ đŤđŽđŞđŹđą đąđŞđź đŞđľđđŞđđź đŤđŽđŽđˇ đŞ đźđ¸đžđťđŹđŽ Â of comfort â- the ocean was always reliable. steady.  it never went anywhere,  it always elicited the same emotion,  it never changed its pattern.  the rhythmic lapping of the waves somehow it reminds her of falling asleep on the porch swing, the gentle back and forth motion washing away the troubles pervading her,  lulling her off to sleep. Â
 she sees sawyer the moment she even considers the beach tonight.  but christ, she isnât heartless and sheâs never considered herself stiff, and andromeda supposes company couldnât be all that bad.  (  besides, heâs already done his damage, how much worse could it get ?  )  she shakes her head upon approach as his words reach her, and a hand is held up to indicate him to stay.   â beach is big enough for us both,  pardner. â   a seat is taken a few steps to the left of him,  enough space to not make things any more awkward than they already were.  (  the ocean isnât loud enough,  the waves only gently lapping the shore tonight,  but she isnât one to enjoy this kind of silence.  )    â what happened to your hands ? â
          FOR REASONS UNCLEAR , andromeda barely displayed distaste towards sawyer .  what he had done years beforehand was terrible â even for  the spawn of the personification of war . their night together was a mistake , and he didnât anticipate her romantic feelings at all .  rejecting her was a band aid solution for a wound he hadnât expected .Â
         HE SNEAKED A glance from the corner of his eye , puzzled at her concern at his marred skin .  â oh .  got into another fight .  â  it was partially true  â he had racked in a couple grand from his work in new jersey the week before .  just enough to cover his momâs rent for the month .  â  you know iâm used to it . â  it seemed rather inappropriate to mention their past relationship ,  but the words left his mouth before he could even register them .  â  how are things going with jesse ?  â  it was a feeble attempt to shift the topic to his best friend .Â
                              đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ :  the beach
                             đđ : @andromedapresleyâ
      THE ORANGE NOVEMBER sun cast an orange glow over camp half - blood , and from his spot on the beach ,  sawyer could almost see apollo driving his chariot across the sky .  the sound of his pencil scratching on the worn out pages of his leather - bound journal accompanied the sound of the waves lapping  against the shore .  though , it was hardly enough to drown his thoughts . Â
      THE TWENTY - TWO year oldâs head whisked around as he heard footsteps approaching the beach â but he immediately regretted the action .  â  i - i can go .  â  his chestnut eyes fell down to the healing wounds on his knuckles . pathetic . he couldnât even look at her in the eye .  itâs been two years since he had broken andromeda presleyâs heart ,  but the guilt still ate him alive like it just happened yesterday .Â
                              đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ :  the cabins
                                đđ : @jordanfakirâÂ
       SAWYER KNEW RAGE like the back of his hand .  it was like a stream , slowly trickling up his veins , before pouring into a turbulent waterfall . it was never a good idea to anger a child of ares ,  but for unknown reasons , there was a particular son of hermes who found enjoyment on getting on his nerves . Â
       THE HEAD COUNSELOR was a sight to see as he stormed down the courtyard , heads turning as he stormed down the line of cabins .  demigods knew exactly where he was headed : the hermes cabin two houses over . Â
       â  WHERE IS HE ? â  sawyerâs voice boomed as he stormed into cabin nine , eyes lit with fury .   â  jordan fakir ,  how many times do i have to tell you not to touch my shit â especially my fucking journal !? â
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                              đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ :  the armory
                                 đđ : @pyriticsâ.Â
        â  YOU KNOW ITâS not fair when you do that ,  â  remarked sawyer cheekily as he strapped himself into a rust - colored breastplate . the son of ares had walked over to his best friend a few feet over with a wicked grin just as chiron announced that capture the flag was about to begin in half an hour . purely out of coincidence , the twenty - two year old found out that cabin five was paired up with the tyche kids again .  â  that whole luck thing .  weâre going to embarrass these kids , â  the demigod chuckled with a shake of his head .  â but donât use it all up now . we need that luck for the rest of our team . especially since we need to be teammates with the demeter kids .  the gods know how terrible theyâd make it for us if we were playing against them .  â  sawyer shot a pointed glance at jesse .  a spoken warning was not needed for the message that he was trying to convey : a particular daughter of demeter was not happy with both sawyer and jesse . Â
                           đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§ : half blood hillÂ
                              đđ : @necrmnceâ
       THE COOL BREEZE did little to soothe the pain the half - blood felt as he trudged up half - blood hill . a throbbing eye & fresh cut on his lip were  familiar occurrences at this point to sawyer .  just a little ambrosia , and he wouldnât feel it anymore .  it took a little more than uppercuts to faze him , considering the amount of monsters he had come in contact with . Â
       A SHINING GLIMMER emanating from the golden fleece grew larger with every step sawyer took . nobody would be awake at this hour to even be patrolling the entrance , so he would be able to slip in without a trace .  though , an odd dark figure perched against thaliaâs tree . out of instinct , the son of ares drew his ulfberht , allowing its celestial bronze gleam menacingly in the darkness , though he immediately lowered his sword once he noticed who it was .  â ah , shit . â the twenty - two year old looked like a kid who was caught with his hand in a cookie jar .  â hey , brooklyn . â sawyer shifted awkwardly , sheathing his weapon again .  â uhh ... nice night for a walk , huh ? â
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             °  â  đžđđđđđžđđđđ  đđżđđźđ  .
â  â  platonic .Â
former quest partners : sawyer  has  been  on  a  total  of  three  quests ,  mostly  taking  place  when  he  was  younger .  he  doesnât  open  up  much ,  but  sharing  near - death  experiences  would  be  enough  for  sawyer  to  call  y/c  a  friend . Â
đđ  đđđ  đ đđđđ'đ  đđ  đđ˘đđđđđđđđ ,  đđđ  đđđ  đ đ  đđ  đđđđđđđđ˘ ?
                   °  â  đđđđđ  đđźđđ  .Â
â â  basics .
name :  sawyer gage bennett
nicknames :  sawyer / the kid dynamiteÂ
birth date : november 19 , 1997
gender : Â cis maleÂ
pronouns : he / himÂ
ethnicity : Â norwegianÂ
nationality : Â americanÂ
hometown :  houston , texasÂ
demigod abilities : telumkinesis , enhanced physical prowess , odikinesisÂ
cabin number & godly parent : cabin 5 -- aresÂ
how did their godly parent meet their mortal parent? : lisa bennett wasnât living in the safest neighborhood during her younger days . when going home from a late - night shift at the local diner , she was jumped by a bunch of hoodlums . ares was about to jump in to save her , but she was able to hold up on her own . impressed with her tenacity & fighting skills , ares offered to bring her to a hospital to heal her wounds . the rest is history .Â
â â muse  appearance .
faceclaim : herman tømeraas .Â
height : 6â˛1 .Â
hair colour :  dirty blond .Â
eye colour :  light brown with flecks of green .Â
dominant hand :Â right .Â
distinguishing features : crooked nose , faint scar on his upper lipÂ
dress style : laidback , not too concerned with trends . usually found sporting jeans & plain black v-necks with vans . sometimes , you can catch him wearing his clubmaster reading glasses . Â
â â camp - related .
go - to  weapon : a celestial bronze norwegian - styled viking swordÂ
favourite camp location : the arena . he feels most in his element when heâs in battle . on a good day , sawyer can be a sparring partner or an instructor .Â
their opinion of their godly parent : indifferent . heâs just glad he has a place to stay , so all his income would go towards his mother .Â
age they were claimed : seventeen .Â
how they were claimed : sawyer was brought to camp , by a satyr . just before his first capture the flag , ares claimed him by bathing him in a red aura & clothing him in fine celestial bronze armor .  sawyer was to credit for this win , though people say it mustâve been thanks to ares â blessing .Â
stance on the new cabins : for  the  new  cabinsÂ
reason for their stance :  as an ares kid , sawyer is all about strategy . having the minor gods at camp seemed advantageous in terms of boosting morale of unclaimed demigods & would provide opportunity of learning skills & powers of more kids for proper training .Â
their opinion on lyssa pentelute : while he can understand her motivations & wouldnât invalidate her feelings , he simply doesnât agree with it . Â
quests : sawyer been on three quests since his arrival at camp . proven to be an asset due to his physical prowess , there is no question as to why he is a recurrent quest member . thanks to his experience , sawyer was given the title of head counselor of cabin 5.Â
ă HERMAN TĂMMERAAS, 22, CIS MALE, ODIKINESIS ăâ° Â SAWYER BENNETT  just  came  over  half - blood  hill .  you  know ,  the  child  of  ARES  who  was  claimed  FIVE years  ago ?  i've  heard  chiron  say  that  he  is  INQUISITIVE & PROTECTIVE ,  but  if  you  ask  the  aphrodite  kids ,  they'd  say  theyâre  CYNICAL & INSECURE .  i'd  say  they  remind  me  of  bruised knuckles , burning cigarettes , tattered journals  ,  especially  since  they're  FOR THE NEW CABINS .Â
THE BASICS.
full name: sawyer gage bennett
birthday: november 19, 1997
birthplace: houston, texas
hometown: wilmington, delaware
HISTORY.
the bennett family had humble beginnings. sawyer was never the type of kid who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth; his mother, lisa, was just a humble waitress at a local diner in new jersey. though she was struggling to make ends meet, lisa made sure to compensate for the lack of gifts on sawyerâs birthdays and christmases with unwavering love.
during his elementary years, sawyer proved to be a clever and cynical child. although he received stellar marks in all classes, he was very awkward and reserved. he wasnât antisocial, but he wasnât mr popular either. his circle of friends was small, and he got into more fights than any other student, due to his adhd. his dyslexia never stopped him from keeping his head buried in books. oftentimes, he lost himself in fictional worlds when the real world was too much to bear.
as a teenager, things grew rough for the half-blood. money became a bigger problem than ever before for the bennetts. sawyer took odd jobs, from mowing lawns to delivering newspapers, but it was never enough. at fourteen years old, Â sawyer took a job as a writer for an amateur magazine, the modern eggs society. he wrote about rising bands and trends to follow before they got famous. the magazine slowly got a cult following, and sawyer was one of their best writers.
with college applications just a few years away, things werenât looking so bright for the bennetts. lisa couldnât possibly pay for the bills and fund sawyerâs education. he wasnât nearly smart enough nor talented to get a scholarship. so when he turned sixteen, sawyer took another job in an underground fight club. he was able to reel in more cash, but at the expense of his reputation. everyone at school noticed the bruises on his cheeks, and the recurring black eyes or cuts on his lips. he got stereotyped as a bad boy. at this point, people were too scared to go even near him.
though he was now able to help his mom pay the bills and shower her with gifts, his mom grew worried with her sonâs beat up appearance and increasing absence at home. though sawyer always reassured her that everything was fine, and his main source of income was the magazine.
he learned about his nature as a demigod when one of his colleagues at the modern eggs society was apparently a satyr. sawyer was brought to camp half-blood in new york when he was seventeen, where he was claimed by ares. he still wrote for the modern eggs blog, and would make trips back to new jersey numerous times a week in order to train at the fight club to send money back to his mom.
sawyerâs ancestry made sense; no wonder he was bullied a lot growing up, and he was able to incite anger among his rivals.. it certainly explained how he was such a naturally skilled fighter. however, his reputation followed him to camp. he was still known as the quiet guy who probably got into too many fights when he wasnât at camp. in spite of this, the ares cabin elected him as head counselor when he was nineteen.
PERSONALITY.
quiet and reserved, sawyer has been deemed as unapproachable. if only people knew how he's, in fact, a sensitive and warm-hearted guy.
he is very intelligent as a result of being inquisitive. sawyer is cynical towards life, his questions always being why and how, as opposed to what.
being introduced the indie scene has shaped his preferences. he appreciates underground stuff and chooses to not go with the flow, often staying out of the loop.
on the other hand, he can be very timid and insecure. within the first few moments, he can be awkward and hard to talk to, but those first impressions will be dispersed with his humble attitude.
something most people don't know is that sawyer is stubborn and insecure. he's afraid of letting people into his life with the fear that they will leave him.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.
bruised cheekbones and split lips, it's no wonder why sawyer has been labeled as a bad boy. he has a wide forehead and a chiseled jaw with a pointed chin. his cheekbones are defined, yet have remnants of fading bruises from being in a fight club.
his lips are thin and upturned, and has a faint scar from one of his many fights.
his nose is long and crooked after having it broken far too many times.
he's lean and toned, thanks to his training.
sometimes, sawyer can be spotted with a pair of clubmaster-style reading glasses.
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