Jacen Scott

Hades - Officer of the City Guard - Bisexual

Purpose

Eve came to Cure for her mother. She had become a girl she knew her mother would be ashamed of, and Eve saw Cure as an opportunity to start fresh. Eve wants to make up for what she’s done, but she’s not even sure that’s possible.

History

Brook Sappho was a thoughtful, kind women. Working at a hospital as a labour and delivery nurse, she saw tons of children delivered and passed into the arms of loving mothers, she just never saw herself as one of those mothers. Whether she liked it or not, on October 13th, 1989, Brook found herself in the delivery room holding a baby girl of her own.

Raising Eve proved to be more of a challenge than anticipated. Brook was well educated on how to care for children, however, she lacked the skills to care for a demigod. She wasn’t sure how, but whatever toys Eve played with broke. The plastic blocks and rings were fine, but the dolls would have heads missing and the animals would end up in piece. Brook decided to watch Eve play one day to see if her daughter was purposefully being a pain in the ass. Instead of finding a raging toddler, she discovered a normal child who just happened to break everything she touched. Maybe it was the way she held the dolls - Brook didn’t know. But whatever it was, it wasn’t intentional.

As Eve grew up, not a day went by where she wasn’t told to be more gentle or calm. To simply go slower and not be as aggressive, but Eve wasn’t quite sure how to be less aggressive when she wasn’t angry. Wanting to help others like her mother, but knowing that with her luck that nursing would turn out horribly, Eve decided to become a police officer. She was twenty two when she had finished her degree in criminology and started her first week at police academy. It was that same week that her mother by an unknown suspect in her home.

When Even found out, she became obsessed. Her friends kept her focused on school until their training was over, but after that Eve went off the grid. Working alone, she tracked down the man, popped a knife in his neck, and watched him bleed out in the valley of a country road ditch. That’s when the tattoo appeared. Eve didn’t even noticed it until two weeks later, and shortly after that they found her.

Personal security for someone important, they were all demigods and quickly informed her that a spot had just opened up for someone of her talents, for a daughter of Hades. Confused, alone, and still frightened by what she had done, Eve joined them. Eve hated the job. She hated her powers, and she hated what she had done. However, it paid well and gave her life structure, two things she believed she need in order not to become obsessed again. So she used them, not one or twice, but too many times for her to remember. While the others each had their unique talents, Eve took care of those that needed to be taken care of.

Once she heard about Cure, it took her a while to leave. The position she was in wasn’t one easily gotten out of. When she left, she took nothing but the clothes on her back and a weapon or two - no cellphone, no identification, no attachments.

Personality

Undisturbed, Eve is fairly passive. When she makes daily decisions she does so strategically, and when she’s alone she rarely makes a noise. Around other people she’ll put on a lovely demeanour that’s friendly on the surface. The demeanour usually lasts a few minutes - longer if she’s working - before the sarcastic, stubborn, aggressive girl emerges.

When she becomes focused on something, nothing will stand in her way. The longer her focus is held, the more obsessive she becomes. Her thoughts become more intrusive, and her decisions increasingly reckless. Unknowingly, she slips into a “do whatever it takes” mentality. Over the years Eve has become better at catching herself early on, however, she’s still not perfect. When she does realize what’s happening, she’ll actively fight her behaviours.

Hi there, I have a question about a potential app I'm working on. I have a character I'm IN LOVE with, but I need to discuss her with you, power/gift-wise! If I come off anon can we have a discussion, or could I explain it within my application?

You could do either, however, to prevent the possibility of you having to rewrite anything, I’d say message me off anon first!

Zoe Eden

Rio Arsen

What are the abilities of children of Hera, Aphrodite, and Hel?

There are no set abilities for demigods. Below I list some possible starting abilities.

Hera: the ability to prevent conception (i.e. if their parent wanted to have another child, but they didn’t want a sibling) or the ability to solve, cause, or worsen relationship problems (restriction: the people must have been interested in each other to begin with)

Aphrodite: the ability to charm others (innate), the ability to slightly alter one’s appearance (appear slightly skinnier, change eye colour, alter skin flaws, etc.), or Alisha’s power from Misfits

Hel: being able to sense if someone is about to die (they may or may not know who) or foreseeing death in dreams (it would take practice to remember the details of these dreams)

I can’t give you a list of what powers a demigod will have after receiving training because there are tons of possibilities. If you’re wondering if a demigod can have a certain power, just send another ask including what that power is and how much training they’ve had. If you need help coming up with powers for a character you’ve already created, just send what you have so far and we can figure out what would work best. (Use Tumblr’s chat to avoid the annoying character limit on asks.)

-Admin Steff

Welcome to Cure! Please send an ask to the main from your character account within 24 hours.

Kennard Avrett - Grace

It might take me a few days to get the application in, but I was hoping I could reserve Taron Egerton?

Taron Egerton is now reserved! Reservations last until the next acceptance date, which is Thursday, so you’ll have a few days.

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT

Due to how anxious people are to write, Restoration RP is going to open tomorrow at noon EST. I know a lot of people won’t necessarily be around to write at that time, but that way people can write whenever they can get on. Also, feel free to queue open starters for tomorrow at noon.

-Admin Steff

Ptah - Mechanic/Owner of Cut Out That Ratchet - Bisexual

Purpose

Kennard is trying to find himself, and who his father is.

History

Kennard always thought he was the son of Draven and Julia Avrett. He was happily raised amongst their two other children, although he was always the ‘dumb’ kid. Words never seemed to stay in the same order when he read them, but out in the country school wasn’t all that important. Kids were often pulled out during harvest season, or to help out around the farm. Ken was no exception, Draven often pulling him out to help repair neighbour’s farm machines. He always had a knack for mechanisms, spent his childhood making clockwork toys. As a teenager this accumulated in him restoring old cars and motorcycles with Draven, selling them and splitting the profit. It was a happy childhood, and when he scraped through and finished highschool he found no hurry to leave home.

Tragedy struck when Ken was twenty. Draven got leukemia, needed a bone marrow transplant. He tried to discourage Kennard from donating, but Ken ordered a test for compatibility behind his back. The results showed no blood relation. Half of his DNA markers were unseen before. Without her knowledge Kennard took hair from Julia’s brush, organised for a private testing. She he was related to, but as a nephew to an aunt.

One of his ‘siblings’ turned out to be a match, and after a shaky eighteen months Draven went into remission. Kennard didn’t let on the fact that he knew about the adoption, spent his spare time restoring cars, getting money to pay for Draven’s treatment and saved the rest. He requested his birth certificate, found out the name of his birth mother; Marcia Ravera. The blank space in place of his father’s name haunted Ken for nights on end.

Once his adoptive father recovered, Ken took a restored Harley Davidson, left a note to his adoptive parents on the counter and roared off into the night. Before he could return to them and accept them as his parents, he had to find out who he was without them, as his own person. He spent a year on the road to LA, the last known address of Marcia. On the way he dabbled into his savings as little as possible, picking up any skill he could to get a roof to sleep under for the night. He learnt plumbing, carpentry, gardening; all with ease. When the thought occurred to him he sent postcards back home, his writing scrawled on the back of an Texan, Arizonan, Californian landscape.

A few nights he spent in a warm bed, company in a small town that he’d soon leave behind in a dust trail. One girl stood out. He thought her crazy, talking about ancient gods alive in the real world. Talking about a utopia called Cure. It didn’t sound bad from what she had to say about it, but then again, the truck stop town she came from would have made Detroit sound nice. He left her behind in the sunset without much thought.

It was raining in LA when he arrived. He found Marcia’s last known address, knocked on the door with a trembling fist. The elderly woman who answered sadly shook her head at his tale, handed him a box that had been left in the attic, gave him directions to where he could find Marcia. He pulled up at a cemetery, found her in plot F56. He sat in front of her grave stone, plainly engraved with her name, date of birth and death, and went through the box she had left.

Inside was a diary, photos showed snap shots of her life, pressed flowers, ribbon and a spare glove. Remnants of a mother he had never known. She was obsessed with the Egyptian gods. A list in her diary, scrawled in a spider like script it took him hours to decode circled various male gods. Underlined at the bottom: which one? For the first time in months he remembered the girl with black hair in a sleepy, dusty town, dreaming of a perfect town.

With nothing left to lose, Ken set his sights on Cure. If his mother was to be an enigma, maybe he could find something about his father. He drifted into the town, used up his savings to purchase Cut Out That Ratchet. While he struggles to adjust to a non-transient life, Kennard hopes to get into some contact with his father, whoever he is.

Personality

Kennard in a word is independent. He is incredibly self-sufficient, able to support himself and others with ease. This also makes it hard for him to admit when he needs help, a stubborn streak edging on arrogance. While he likes people he doesn’t exactly crave deep and meaningful relationships; he is perfectly happy becoming friends with anyone and everyone. Maybe more than just friends. Romantically, this never bodes well for long-term relationships.

Charismatic, it’s hard not to like the man, especially since he’s an excellent listener and genuinely enjoys helping people out. However, sometimes his blunt words come out more callously then he intends them. As a blue-collar worker, he does hold a little disdain for pencil pushers, especially when they take his work for granted. Like every artisan he is proud of hi

how active are you guys, on a 1-10 scale?

That’s tough question to answer because everyone has a different idea of what a ten, one, or five means and not everyone is on daily. We’re definitely most active during the nighttime (EST) and the latter half of the week if you’re wondering if other people will be on when you are.

Elias Hoffman

Arabella Frey