Emily Jones- Daughter of Aphrodite

Name: Emily Jones
Age: 17
Gender: female
Sexuality: Homosexual
fc// (if there's one): n/a

Country of Origin:
Place of Birth (Olympus, city or town): London, England
Race: English
Skin color: Beige
Hair color: Dirty Blonde
Eye color: Blue-Grey
Height: 5’7”
Weight: 143lbs
Body type: dancer

God Parent: Aphrodite
Mortal Parent: Michael Jones

Personality: Emily is like most any other Aphrodite girl at camp and in the world. She’s super preppy and loves making new friends. Granted she has an enormous closet full of clothes but she really lets anyone wear them as long as she isn't going to anytime soon. She's thoughtful towards others and can be very caring too.
Talents: Singing, poetry writing, and dancing(ballet,hip-hop and ballroom)
Flaws (at least three): Even if Em is preppy that doesn't exclude her from being mean to others. She's also nearsighted and wears glasses when in her cabin while contacts outside. Apart from that she has a horrible sense of reasoning and usually does whatever the majority of others are doing, or whatever she feels like doing for that matter. She also has a strong hatred towards close minded people, blame stereotypes for that, and will prove herself to be very smart. Alongside that she is a closeted lesbian and dates boys whenever they ask her out and her friends find them attractive seeing as she couldn't care less.

Weapon (Celestial bronze/Imperial gold/Egyptian bronze): Emily wields three Japanese Katana in a small, medium and large size. The three of them are in Celestial Bronze and she wears them proudly when in combat.
Abilities: She knows the sexuality of every person she meets but can only openly talk about it if other people know. She also has an affinity for talking to her mother’s sacred animals as well as making a single rose grow from the palm of her hand whenever she wants.
Powers: n/a

History: Emily grew up in London, England with her father, Michael, and her younger twin brothers, Jacob and Josh who were five years younger than her. Emily was always fond of school, and tried her best to work through it with her dyslexia and ADHD. The thing that brought her down about it was the names she was called for wearing glasses. Em had inherited her father's horrible eyesight that came with the exceptionally beautiful eyes. Through her schooling Emily learned how to fluently speak French, which she had been taking as long as she was taking English classes, and Latin as well.She had a love for the arts and during her high school years made the senior varsity cheer and dance team when she was a freshman.

Seeking a better opportunity for dance, Em packed her things and traveled to the Big Apple when she was 15 to try and join a dance studio. Getting rejected from all the ones she applied at due to their numbers being so high, Em was left homeless and hopeless. As she made a home in an alley a group of teens saw her and jumped her. They kept telling her what they were going to do with her pretty little body and all this other horrible stuff as well. Before long she grew angry for being judged based on her looks and used her dance to her advantage, doing leaps and extended leg turns to knock the boys away. After that fiasco a goat man person thing ran to find her standing with hair messed up and clothes torn, tears rolling down her eyes from the cruelty of men. He comforted her and told her he knew of a place where she could be safe. Feeling no compassion from anyone in this god forsaken city she followed him and soon came upon a camp. Upon asking the goat man about it he said he was sent to protect her when she came to the states and, even if he was a lousy guardian, enjoyed having her to guard.
RP Sample (required for first form): Em walked through camp with her converse and her patriotic tank top on. It was the Fourth of July, finally, and she was going to party like no tomorrow with a boy from the Hermes Cabin, Exy, and some of the other campers. The beach was alive with people and a bonfire was roaring at its center. This was going to be fun for her and she knew it. Grabbing a cup of the punch from Arcas she took a sip and grew wide eyed, it was a Miami Vice. These fruity little alcoholic drinks were just what the doctor ordered and she was please as punch, pun intended of course, to be drinking something this nice at a beach party.
Notes: She has a naval piercing that she got for her thirteenth birthday from her father as well as double ear piercings on both ears.

Weaknesses: She is absolutely horrible at talking to attractive women who she is crushing on in the flirting sense.
Pets: Siberian Husky male named Shasta
Likes: fashion, Paris, traveling, Caramel, secrets
Dislikes: her mother, her younger brothers, snobbish men
Hobbies: Dancing and reading. When alone she has a habit of training twice as hard as she does in the training arena.
Dream job: Ideally she would love to be the Prima Ballerina for the London Ballet but that’s a dream that she doesn't believe she will ever achieve.
What do they want the most in life right now?: To be find someone to call her own and spoil then like no tomorrow.
Secrets: She’s a lesbian as well as a former martial artist.
Worst fear: Being chained up and burned alive like the witches of old.
Ideal boyfriend/girlfriend: Just someone who will cuddle her and spend rainy days in a pile of blankets and pillows while reading. Their appearance is something that can be looked over depending on how much she enjoys the person’s company.
Insecurities: Her sexuality as well as her mother seeing as most people peg her siblings and her as dimwits.
Former/current relationships: She doesn’t really keep tabs on her former relationships since she never had a girlfriend before and the boys she dated were just a front to hide her sexuality.
How parents met:
Time in camp (Greeks)/the Legion (Romans)/Hotel Valhalla (Norse)/Brooklyn House (Egyptians): Two full years have been spent at the Camp and she has begun to adore it.

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