Fifteen minuets or more depending on how tired/hurt he is.

How many times do the skeletons regenerate if destroyed?

What do you mean?

In The Titan's Curse, the skeletons would reform if hit. Could your skeletons do that? If so, how many times before they're gone for good?

Oh
Twice.

5 skeletons per summon, 13 times a day, they stay for 15 minutes.... Hm.

The time limit should be shorter.

Hm. True. Seven minuets.

Approved.

Name: Clytemnestra
Age: 16
Gender: female
Eyes: Ghostly translucent blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: 5’7”
Body Type: lean, very muscular, extremely flexible and agile
Skin Color: pale
God Parent: Thor
Mortal Parent: none she can remember
Country of Origin: Russia
Pets: A lioness named Nyro.
Talents: she’s really strong, an elegant fighter, ridiculously flexile. Like a cat.
Weapon**: Two CB, one is a curtana, the other is a curved shamshir. She also has a CB set of six daggers of varying sizes, and a short foot long CB whip. All of her weapons can be electrified.
Flaws: she gets angry easily, trusts no one, overly cocky, color blind, she’s missing one ear, and there are thick scars covering her face that make it difficulty for her to see. Suffers from PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) which attributes to her violence.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): She can shoot balls of electricity of varying sizes, the maximum being a bit bigger than a basketball, 20x a day. She can shoot lightning bolts out of her finger tips 15x a day. She can also create a wall of lightning to use as a shield, maximum size being 4x4 feet, 7x a day.
Life Before CHB*: After being abandoned at age three she was raised by a group of thugs who took care of her only because people would give her anything because they felt sorry for her. She grew up knowing no love, as all the love was pounded out of her daily. She became accustomed to stealing things. She grew strong growing up in such a dangerous place. She soon became a world renowned thief and wasn’t afraid to kill the people that got in her way. However she couldn’t take the abuse anymore and murdered the thugs who raised her. She has a hatred of men ever since.
RP Example*: I rose from my bunk and stared blankly at the wall. I was bored so I exited the building walking boredly into the courtyard. I cracked my neck. I see a stupid boy about my age. I walk over to him and pickpocket him. He didn’t even notice. I love my life.
Any notes about your characters: she is the reincarnation of Krystal however she doesn’t know it. Has a thick Russian accent.

How strong are the bolts and electricity walls and balls?

The walls aren't that painful. It gives a nasty jolt that hurts and absorbs the blows that come into contact with it. The balls hurt more and usually leaves a second degree burn, as they explode when they come into contact with something. The explosion is enough to give an aweful burn and hurt, but can't blow anything apart. The bolts give off a really nasty shock that causes sever pain and a 2nd to 3rd degree burn.

Laurina, you are aware that deleting your post and reposting it makes the approvers not want to look at it, right?

I didn't realize that... I'm really sorry! I won't do it again

Mhm. I'm thinking that a wall of electricity that propels things back wouldn't be allowed. Absorb a few blows, sure. But not make things bounce back.

Ok, edited

Laurina, I don't think it's possible to electrify her pet without hurting her.

Yeah, that's true. Edited.

Approved.

Clytemnestra left.


Name: Demetrius
Age: 15
Gender: male
Eyes: Gold
Hair: Black and shaggy
Height: 5’5
Body Type: Thin, malnurioushed but still muscular
Skin Color: pale
God Parent: Bastet
Mortal Parent: Abby
Country of Origin: Germany
Pets: Nyro, albino lioness
Talents: good a whittling
Weapon**: All he has is a small CB dagger
Flaws: He’s extremely guilty because of his past and constantly subject to visual flash backs, he’s always depressed and somewhat bitter and prone to lash out in anger, and he’s malnourished which causes him to randomly pass out on occasions, and he’s totally traumatized by his past, and is totally a loner because he believes he’s cursed. He doesn’t fight back. If he gets into a fight, he lets himself get hurt in hopes that his opponant would kill him.
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): He can talk to cats of all species, and communicate with them telepathically.
Life Before CHB*: His whole family (Grandparents, cousisns, aunts, uncles) except for his older sister, Laura and his baby brother, Mason and sister Molly, were killed when their house exploded during the celebration of his oldest sisters wedding when he was five. He spent the next two years running away from the person who killed his family with his brother and sisters. The man confrotened them in an ally and shot his Laura who died protecting them. A year later, the man found them again. He ended up shooting both his little brother and sister. Mason died instantly. Molly survived, but just barely, only to die four months later from an illness. Demetrius was distraught. He was found and put in a crappy, abusive adoption center. Over the next three years, he was moved from crappy foster home, to crappy foster home because no one wanted him. Finally, at age 11, he was placed permanently in a run down, extremely abusive adoption center that was secretly a front for weapon and drug smugglers, who forced kids into helping with their dirty work. All of the kids were old enough to survive on their own and fight execpt for three year old James, four year old Jeffery, and five year old Stellaluna. He managed to escape with the three, promising himself he’d find them good homes and keep them safe. All three of the children froze to death in a snow storm less than a week later. When he finally found shelter in a run down zoo, he befriended the only tenant who worked there and also lived there, old Mr. Winters. He lived there happily for two years with Mr. Winters, then Mr. Winters died of old age. Unable to bare it any longer, he ran. A year later, he ended up in America. He found a home, a family and even went to school. He had lots of friends, even a girl friend. He seemed to forget all his troubled until his girlfriend, and best friend, Katherine, was killed when a drunk driver hit her as she was walking to school. He just walked. Walked until he wound CHB.
RP Example*: I wander aimlessly through the forest. I say nothing. I just walk. I felt so empty inside, so lonely. I leaned against a tree. I slid to the ground and curled up. I wanted nothing more than to cry, but I was fresh out of tears.
Any notes about your characters: German accent

Approved.

Name: Patience Loader
Age: 17 (167)
Gender: female
Eyes: electric green
Hair: long, golden brown
Height: 5’6”
Body Type: Lean, extremely fit
Skin Color: dark tan, weathered from spending time in the sun
God Parent: Demeter
Mortal Parent: Unknown
Country of Origin: Ireland
Pets: Chicken named Talmadge
Talents: sewing, playing the fiddle, carving, hiking, cooking
Weapon**: two cb traditional irish swords
Flaws: She always wears pioneer cloths which limits mobility during a fight, being from the 1800s, she had no idea about any of the new technology and is distracted by it, she can’t read or write, her feet have sever problems from handcart trials, she’s allergic to peanuts
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): she can drain the energy from plants and use thsat energy to fire and energy ball at her opponents. She only uses this as a last resort because is causes her to pass out after doing it even once. The energy ball is sort of like a heat seeking missal. It will chase the target, then dissolve if it doesn't hit the target after 30 seconds.
Life Before CHB*: She was born in Ireland in the mid 1800s. No one know where she came from. It was said that she was born in the blossom of a rose because she is so beautiful. She was adopted by the Loader family. She had a mother, a father, an older brother, and two younger brothers and a younger sister. Her family wanted to move from Ireland to the Nevada territory to make a living, but that required crossing the ocean then trekking across America, which required a lot of money. So her father and three brothers set out early to settle some land and built their home, while the three girls made the money to cross. When there was enough money, Patience crossed took a boat to America and crossed the plains by hand cart, all by herself. She helped her father and brothers finish the house. By that time, her mother and four year old sister earned enough money to cross the ocean. Patience was sent back to meet them in New York because her oldest brother Tom was too sick to go and her younger brothers were far too young. She was sent by coach back to New York and was prepared to make the trek AGAIN back to Nevada. However by the time she got there, her mother had died. She met up with her baby sister on her 17th birthday. Her sister gave her a chick as a birthday present. She made the trek back alone with her baby sister Ashley. The company set out too late in the season and was caught in wintery weather. During the trek, Patience woke up one morning to find Ashley had frozen. During the last 300 miles of the trek, Patience was assumed to have frozen to death. But because the ground was too hard to open, she was wrapped in a blanket and some sage brush was placed over her. She but she wasn’t dead. She didn’t know what happened, but she woke up 150 years later back in NY, still with Talmadge the chicken.
RP Example*: I glare at the boy who was staring at me. “Oi, what do you want?” But he didn’t respond. “What? Are you deaf? Were you kicked in the head by an ox? Don’t you be staring at me, boy. Off you go then,”
Any notes about your characters
She has an Irish accent and always wears pioneer cltohs.

Mm... Soft ball sized, hot enough to give someone a second degree burn, explodes on contact, powerful enough to knock someone back several feet, has the potential to know someone out, but only used as a last resort as it causes her serious damage (ie. It knows her out and she remains unconscious for at least two days)

Um... A native American brought her to the Lotus Teepee?