Name: Pyroth V. (Vince) Aiken
Age: 16 (June 9th)
Gender: Male
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Black with strands of a natural red hair (Ginger). 4" all around, Messed up in the nice way, Wild but natural and not a mess. Tips of his bangs fall just past his eyebrows.
Height: 6’1”
Body Type: Mesomorphic, Lean and muscular build, Relatively no fat almost no bulk just lean tight muscle.
Skin Color: Fair Skinned in the winter, Slightly tanned to a Medium during the summer. (Caucasian)
God Parent: Dionysus
Mortal Parent: Vale S. (Susan) Aiken, Vale is of American decent with traces of Irish, Scottish, English Roots, It's not common knowledge in the family what is the dominate traits, But vale had Light Brown Hair with traces of red strands in her hair. Vale was a party girl enjoyed the noise the Chaos the jumping up and down and dancing, smell of alcohol and wine. She believed in supernatural things do to being able to see through the mist. She once saw a Hellhound and believed it to be a monster sized dog. She would come up with her own explanations to everything as to no one ever believed her. Eventually she gave in and believed it to be her imagination, but she didn't want to classify herself as a schizophrenic. As a child they simply thought she had an over active Imagination, but being an adult she had learned to stay quiet about it because as a teenager her friends thought she had been "Holding out on the "tabs" from them." She turned to drinking and being "young and dumb" to appease her friends, she spent most of her nights at parties getting drunk and being wild. This attracted Dionysus, Getting her Intoxicated almost to the limit of passing out, he wooed her into a single night relation. This caused an unexpected baby and she couldn't remember who the father was all she remembered was that he was a Handsome man who was just as crazy as she was.The unexpected baby she named Pyroth, due to him looking like his grandfather who had orange fiery hair. Determined to turn her life around for Pyroth she quit drinking and partying and tried to start a new life.
Country of Origin: American, Mid-West States.
Pets: None
Talents: Archery and Swordplay, Stealth, Parkour, Sleight of Hand, Silver Tongue.
Weapon**: Celestial Bronze Longsword (33") Sword & A Bow, With Celestial Bronze tipped arrows.
Personality: Pyroth Is random, He likes to show people that they will never expect what he is going to do next. Being original is his calling, He likes to create a style that is so odd that only he can follow it but looks as if it were to be fun, But weird. He couldn't care if someone were to hate him or not or if they were to like him. Being a person of interest is all he could ask for, Not that he would ever actually ask. Quite a party grenade like his mother, Chaotic and Free Willed. Strong Hearted and Sarcastic. Normally a night person, Doesn't enjoy being out in the sun, would rather throw a party at night on the beach than in the hot sun.
Flaws: Hypocritical, General trust Issues (due to having no father and several men enter and leave his life), Judgmental, Harsh, And Stubborn.
Abilities: Able to detoxify himself from the effects of being drunk at any time.
Powers: Ability to make up to 5 manipulatable grape vines with a 1" Diameter grow through the ground at a 8' span lasting up to 3 post after the 3 post the vines go limp having no stable foundation and being uncontrolled by Pyroth. After finishing Pyroth can use this again in 5 post time. The ability to make 12oz of grape juice appear in up to 4 goblets each once per post usable again in 4 post time.
Life Before Camp: Pyroth was raised in Madison WI, The place he was born. He had spent all of his life there and wasn't so anxious to leave. In school he did well, Art, Language and writing was his best areas because you could get creative and you weren't "Breaking Rules" by doing so. Pyroth's friends were quite the odd group, mostly what people would call the rejects. But being overly zestful he drew attention to himself and his friends in the most unusual ways. He was often a overly enthusiastic about random things.
Pyroth's life at home wasn't ideal, His mother was often dating new men in hopes she would find one to stay as a father figure to Pyroth. Pyroth didn't like many of the men because of they way they acted and when he finally got close enough to do something like play catch they left. He wasn't worth their time, And he blamed himself for it. Even if his mom wanted him to connect with them he just couldn't. Pyroth's relationship with his mom was all he could ask for she was a single mom trying to take care of her son. When they did get free moments together aside from her dating life and working they spent it watching childish movies on the couch and eating strawberry ice-cream in tiny cones.
When Pyroth was 12 his powers started appearing. Random grape vines growing by the Sidewalk on his way home. Small things that were strange but not overly apparent although he had no control over them. He and His mother ended up meting with a wandering satyr at the dinner she worked at around the same time. The satyr smelled the scent of Pyroth and decided to go under cover and find out if the boy was in fact a Demi-god. First he asked if she was his mom, because he saw her check up on him when he was playing the arcade games. Then spoke of some kids at camp witch he referred to as "A summer camp." that he had watched over sometimes. Getting comfortable with the satyr she told him more about Pyroth, Explaining that he was her whole world, But he was troubled with attention as if he just wanted someone like a fatherly figure. The Satyr agreed that a fatherly figure might be good for the boy. The satyr decided to follow the boy after school just to be safe and not open his eyes to a whole new world if he was never meant to see it. He followed after school one day just to be sure, Seeing grape vines growing out and climbing things rapidly he decided to speak to the boys mother and explain what was going on.
Explaining to a parent was often the hardest part of any Satyr's job. Knowing she just wanted the best environment for him. He didn't try and force his way in, He met her at work a few more times in the next few days trying to bring it up but couldn't. When he finally decided it was time he meet her on her smoke break and started with the "Do you ever see things and just think there crazy?" of course she replied with "Just between you and me all the time." the Satyr rolled up his pant leg a bit and showed her his goat leg. "I trust you will do the right thing?" he muttered as he put his pant leg back down. "What the hell!" she proclaimed "what are you?!" "I'm a satyr. You know those goat things from greek mythology yeah, one of those." he put blatantly. "No! just....So the camp was a?....No! Just its not possible!" she said backing up and rubbing her eyes. "No It's all real. All of it. and Your boy...Your boy is a Demi-God." the Satyr said as he gave her space. "What do you know about my boy!" she said almost as if threatening him. "You know the truth, Odd things around the house? Weird things happening all your life? I'm trusting you will do the right thing and send him to the camp I was telling you about the other day. He will learn to protect himself, Just take a deep breath. I'm sure if you want him to be eaten by one of the bad monsters go ahead. Or you could do whats best for him. I'll be here tomorrow with an address to the camp assuming you will want the time with him it will be the last you see of each other for a while but he will be safe... Just sleep on that." The Satyr said as he walked away. He returned the next day giving her an address of the camp. Pyroth's mom insisted on taking him their herself because she wanted to be with him and explain exactly what was going on along the way. That way at least she would spend as much time as possible with him. Pyroth's trip to camp was a long car ride with his mother, Most of it he was upset staring out of his window. the rest of it was her trying to explain what had been happening to him. Pyroth hadn't seen her so determined to something in a long time so he decided he would go. She promised she would write and visit him when she could but he needed to be safe. Pyroth held a grudge on his father for a while but got over it after meeting his brothers and sisters at camp. Pyroth misses his old home, his friends and mother. But is glad for his new one.
Role-playing Example: "Yahoooo!" Pyroth Yells at the top of his lungs as he jumps off of the roof of his cabin calling on his vines to catch him a mere inch before hitting the ground. He was unworried but he could see it on their faces, They thought he was crazy! "What? That's all you think I've got in me?!?!" Pyroth smiles and laughs as he twirls his finger in a small circle and then opens his hand, A goblet of grape juice perfectly balanced onto his palm. He throws it a few inches up into the air and grabs it with his right hand, Slamming the whole thing almost as soon as he brought it up to his lips. He through the goblet behind him and starts to head inside to liven up the party in there a bit. Inside Pyroth got a good whiff of coke, The most popular drink on camp. Of course Pyroth thought grape juice was better. But maybe that's just because he was capable of making it on his own? Seeing a big son of ares flirting with one of the girls at the party, Pyroth smiles and chuckles under his breath. "Not in my cabin." he says, Loud enough for the people around him to hear but with so much chaos going on the quite large son of Ares wasn't able to hear. Pyroth walks over twirling his finger and opening his palm to catch a goblet of grape juice. As Pyroth walked by he pretended to trip and spilt his new goblet of grape juice all over the brute. "Ohhhh I'm sorry!" he said sarcastically as he turned to the girl, Pointing at the mess he just made. "I think he wet himself..." Pyroth let out a devilish smile and started to duck through the party as he knew the brute would soon have his head if he didn't disappear.
Notes: None
Age: 16 (June 9th)
Gender: Male
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Black with strands of a natural red hair (Ginger). 4" all around, Messed up in the nice way, Wild but natural and not a mess. Tips of his bangs fall just past his eyebrows.
Height: 6’1”
Body Type: Mesomorphic, Lean and muscular build, Relatively no fat almost no bulk just lean tight muscle.
Skin Color: Fair Skinned in the winter, Slightly tanned to a Medium during the summer. (Caucasian)
God Parent: Dionysus
Mortal Parent: Vale S. (Susan) Aiken, Vale is of American decent with traces of Irish, Scottish, English Roots, It's not common knowledge in the family what is the dominate traits, But vale had Light Brown Hair with traces of red strands in her hair. Vale was a party girl enjoyed the noise the Chaos the jumping up and down and dancing, smell of alcohol and wine. She believed in supernatural things do to being able to see through the mist. She once saw a Hellhound and believed it to be a monster sized dog. She would come up with her own explanations to everything as to no one ever believed her. Eventually she gave in and believed it to be her imagination, but she didn't want to classify herself as a schizophrenic. As a child they simply thought she had an over active Imagination, but being an adult she had learned to stay quiet about it because as a teenager her friends thought she had been "Holding out on the "tabs" from them." She turned to drinking and being "young and dumb" to appease her friends, she spent most of her nights at parties getting drunk and being wild. This attracted Dionysus, Getting her Intoxicated almost to the limit of passing out, he wooed her into a single night relation. This caused an unexpected baby and she couldn't remember who the father was all she remembered was that he was a Handsome man who was just as crazy as she was.The unexpected baby she named Pyroth, due to him looking like his grandfather who had orange fiery hair. Determined to turn her life around for Pyroth she quit drinking and partying and tried to start a new life.
Country of Origin: American, Mid-West States.
Pets: None
Talents: Archery and Swordplay, Stealth, Parkour, Sleight of Hand, Silver Tongue.
Weapon**: Celestial Bronze Longsword (33") Sword & A Bow, With Celestial Bronze tipped arrows.
Personality: Pyroth Is random, He likes to show people that they will never expect what he is going to do next. Being original is his calling, He likes to create a style that is so odd that only he can follow it but looks as if it were to be fun, But weird. He couldn't care if someone were to hate him or not or if they were to like him. Being a person of interest is all he could ask for, Not that he would ever actually ask. Quite a party grenade like his mother, Chaotic and Free Willed. Strong Hearted and Sarcastic. Normally a night person, Doesn't enjoy being out in the sun, would rather throw a party at night on the beach than in the hot sun.
Flaws: Hypocritical, General trust Issues (due to having no father and several men enter and leave his life), Judgmental, Harsh, And Stubborn.
Abilities: Able to detoxify himself from the effects of being drunk at any time.
Powers: Ability to make up to 5 manipulatable grape vines with a 1" Diameter grow through the ground at a 8' span lasting up to 3 post after the 3 post the vines go limp having no stable foundation and being uncontrolled by Pyroth. After finishing Pyroth can use this again in 5 post time. The ability to make 12oz of grape juice appear in up to 4 goblets each once per post usable again in 4 post time.
Life Before Camp: Pyroth was raised in Madison WI, The place he was born. He had spent all of his life there and wasn't so anxious to leave. In school he did well, Art, Language and writing was his best areas because you could get creative and you weren't "Breaking Rules" by doing so. Pyroth's friends were quite the odd group, mostly what people would call the rejects. But being overly zestful he drew attention to himself and his friends in the most unusual ways. He was often a overly enthusiastic about random things.
Pyroth's life at home wasn't ideal, His mother was often dating new men in hopes she would find one to stay as a father figure to Pyroth. Pyroth didn't like many of the men because of they way they acted and when he finally got close enough to do something like play catch they left. He wasn't worth their time, And he blamed himself for it. Even if his mom wanted him to connect with them he just couldn't. Pyroth's relationship with his mom was all he could ask for she was a single mom trying to take care of her son. When they did get free moments together aside from her dating life and working they spent it watching childish movies on the couch and eating strawberry ice-cream in tiny cones.
When Pyroth was 12 his powers started appearing. Random grape vines growing by the Sidewalk on his way home. Small things that were strange but not overly apparent although he had no control over them. He and His mother ended up meting with a wandering satyr at the dinner she worked at around the same time. The satyr smelled the scent of Pyroth and decided to go under cover and find out if the boy was in fact a Demi-god. First he asked if she was his mom, because he saw her check up on him when he was playing the arcade games. Then spoke of some kids at camp witch he referred to as "A summer camp." that he had watched over sometimes. Getting comfortable with the satyr she told him more about Pyroth, Explaining that he was her whole world, But he was troubled with attention as if he just wanted someone like a fatherly figure. The Satyr agreed that a fatherly figure might be good for the boy. The satyr decided to follow the boy after school just to be safe and not open his eyes to a whole new world if he was never meant to see it. He followed after school one day just to be sure, Seeing grape vines growing out and climbing things rapidly he decided to speak to the boys mother and explain what was going on.
Explaining to a parent was often the hardest part of any Satyr's job. Knowing she just wanted the best environment for him. He didn't try and force his way in, He met her at work a few more times in the next few days trying to bring it up but couldn't. When he finally decided it was time he meet her on her smoke break and started with the "Do you ever see things and just think there crazy?" of course she replied with "Just between you and me all the time." the Satyr rolled up his pant leg a bit and showed her his goat leg. "I trust you will do the right thing?" he muttered as he put his pant leg back down. "What the hell!" she proclaimed "what are you?!" "I'm a satyr. You know those goat things from greek mythology yeah, one of those." he put blatantly. "No! just....So the camp was a?....No! Just its not possible!" she said backing up and rubbing her eyes. "No It's all real. All of it. and Your boy...Your boy is a Demi-God." the Satyr said as he gave her space. "What do you know about my boy!" she said almost as if threatening him. "You know the truth, Odd things around the house? Weird things happening all your life? I'm trusting you will do the right thing and send him to the camp I was telling you about the other day. He will learn to protect himself, Just take a deep breath. I'm sure if you want him to be eaten by one of the bad monsters go ahead. Or you could do whats best for him. I'll be here tomorrow with an address to the camp assuming you will want the time with him it will be the last you see of each other for a while but he will be safe... Just sleep on that." The Satyr said as he walked away. He returned the next day giving her an address of the camp. Pyroth's mom insisted on taking him their herself because she wanted to be with him and explain exactly what was going on along the way. That way at least she would spend as much time as possible with him. Pyroth's trip to camp was a long car ride with his mother, Most of it he was upset staring out of his window. the rest of it was her trying to explain what had been happening to him. Pyroth hadn't seen her so determined to something in a long time so he decided he would go. She promised she would write and visit him when she could but he needed to be safe. Pyroth held a grudge on his father for a while but got over it after meeting his brothers and sisters at camp. Pyroth misses his old home, his friends and mother. But is glad for his new one.
Role-playing Example: "Yahoooo!" Pyroth Yells at the top of his lungs as he jumps off of the roof of his cabin calling on his vines to catch him a mere inch before hitting the ground. He was unworried but he could see it on their faces, They thought he was crazy! "What? That's all you think I've got in me?!?!" Pyroth smiles and laughs as he twirls his finger in a small circle and then opens his hand, A goblet of grape juice perfectly balanced onto his palm. He throws it a few inches up into the air and grabs it with his right hand, Slamming the whole thing almost as soon as he brought it up to his lips. He through the goblet behind him and starts to head inside to liven up the party in there a bit. Inside Pyroth got a good whiff of coke, The most popular drink on camp. Of course Pyroth thought grape juice was better. But maybe that's just because he was capable of making it on his own? Seeing a big son of ares flirting with one of the girls at the party, Pyroth smiles and chuckles under his breath. "Not in my cabin." he says, Loud enough for the people around him to hear but with so much chaos going on the quite large son of Ares wasn't able to hear. Pyroth walks over twirling his finger and opening his palm to catch a goblet of grape juice. As Pyroth walked by he pretended to trip and spilt his new goblet of grape juice all over the brute. "Ohhhh I'm sorry!" he said sarcastically as he turned to the girl, Pointing at the mess he just made. "I think he wet himself..." Pyroth let out a devilish smile and started to duck through the party as he knew the brute would soon have his head if he didn't disappear.
Notes: None
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