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Started October 02, 2020 by Deleted user

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Name: Wynn Baxter
Age: 16
Gender: male
Sexuality: Straight
godly Parent: Hephteaes
Weapon(s): Death and suffocation (two swords)
Power(s): He is a huge tinker, like his brains really speedy and his hands speed at the same time as his brian when he tinkers or writes down ideas about inventions. smart boi. oh and he can talk to machines= like the ones that don't speak human.
Appearance: Brown medium wavyish hair, a scar on his ear that he tries to hide with his hair, hazel eyes. tanisih skin.
Personality: Kind of a flirt which makes you think he might be an aphrodite child, a bit arrogant even if he doesn't say something out loud he's definitely thinking it, Most likely an ESTP.
Short Backstory: His mom often told stories about his dad, some bitter some romantic, sometimes he enjoyed listening to them and sometimes he felt they were gag-worthy. Other than that his life was pretty normal- aside from him getting detention or inhouse three to four times a week. One day something ran in front of their car while driving home and they went off the road crashing the car, he wasnt wearing his seatbelt and was thrown out of the car while his mom died inside the car. it even exploded, He blacked out and woke in the infirmary at camp.

Ben looked at the sword with awe in his eyes

Alister sat on a stool a few feet away, trying to balance the shield on his thighs. He grunted as he shifted it’s position, holding the rag in his left hand. He reached his right over to grip the opposite side of the shield, holding in place. He began cleaning it, his silvery eyes focused in concentration.

He looked at Alister, who was cleaning their shield.
"Hello!" He said, trying to make new friends

He didn’t stop, but smiled a little. “Hello. Saw you looking at that sword. It’s nice, isn’t it?”

"Yes! Zeus struck it just now!" Dad struck it just now

That’s when he stopped and looked up. “He did? I thought I heard something… sorry, I only just got here.”
He went back to cleaning, debating whether he should believe this kid. He could tell he was new.

"Me too! I also got 'claimed', whatever that means…"

He furrowed his brow. “Oh, I meant I only just got to the arena. I’ve been going to camp for a while. Being claimed means your godly parent sends a sign to claim you as their child.”
Oops. Looks like someone didn’t watch the orientation film. He exhaled as he went over a stubborn stain a few times.

Wynn was also here, death and suffocation in his hands one in each hand. He was making swift strikes, swift cuts into the air slicing at it.
He turned towards the what I imagine would be a dummy and sliced at it with both swords jumping over the dummy and decapitating it and landing on the ground before walking over and taking a swig.

"I was claimed by Zeus…" He said, not knowing if that was good or bad

He glanced up. “Hey Wynn, wanna spar later? I need the practice.”
Alister had been a casual friend of Wynn’s for a while now. Being in different sides of camp most of the time, they didn’t see each other much, so he thought now would be a good opportunity to see how he fought. Especially considering capture the flag was this evening.
After a few more rubs with the rag, he set the shield agains the wall.

"Where's my cabin?" He asked

Wynn glanced over to the direction of the voice setting down his water bottle and grinning at his friend Alister.
"Hey Ali, sounds good to me." He noticed the new kid talking to Alister and sheathed death and suffocation before walking over to the two of them. "hey newbie, you need help with anything?" He asked him turning towards him.