Jacob Ruby - Hephaestus

Name:  Jacob Ruby
Age: 14
Gender: M
Eyes: Change from Hazel to dark brown over the seasons
Hair: Messy, nearly black brown
Height: 5'9"
Body Type:  Pretty skinny
Skin Color:  Slightly pale white
God Parent: Hephaestus
Mortal Parent: Ember Ruby
Country of Origin: America  
Personality: Defensive, untrusting, but kind.
Weapons : He always carries some strings, small pipes, and blades to put together. Also, POCKET SAND! But seriously, he does have sand in his pocket. On top of all that, the spider ( listed below ) has mini-blades that act as fangs, and it also has small little Taser cables.
Talents: Making machines, that's really all he's good at, unless you count sleeping. ALso, kinda sorta drawing.
Pets : A small mechanical spider that's always in a pocket or on his shoulder.
Flaws: He's a bit too confident in his machines often not testing them, unless he's truly unsure about it, which is un-common.
Also, he relies on his parts too much, has a tad bit of paranoia and insomnia, and to top off the cake of flaws, he barely even stops working on a machine  until he's finished, often ending up in furthering his insomnia.
Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): Can create machines quickly, able to make a bow out of materials listed above, or a dagger.
After a few seconds, he can figure out most machines, just by seeing them in action.
Sometimes, he makes a sword out of all the pipes and blades he has in his pockets
Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): His machines have personality, with them often fighting with even more force for him, due to like, protecting the creator and stuff.
Life Before Camp*:  He lived with his mom for 13 and a half years before realizing that he was attracting all kinds of monsters, then ran away for a half of a year before finding Camp Half-Blood. His mom was saddened enough to a failed suicide attempt before being sent to a mental hospital, though Jacob suspects something else happened. Something along the lines of murder murder death. Anyways, he showed up running from nothing, just running for the heck of it. He always keeps hearing his mother's final words before he ran away: " Remember, tommorow's another big day! ". He would usually wake up, staring into the inky black darkness, mentally weeping to himself. He'd usually fall back asleep though, barely recollecting the events to morrow, most of them hazed out by sleep.
RP Example: "Heh." Jacob looked at his failed creation, which looks something like a spider and a chicken crossbred, making this monstrosity possible. He looked out the window at all the campers, wishing he wasn't just good at building machines, if by good, you mean half the time he creates monstrosities, the other half the barely functional. He looks at his one succesful creation, his pet automaton. " Well, Arachna, it looks like another monstrosity. No brothers yet." He decides that's enough, and  heads to his bunk.
Notes about my character: He's always trying to make a sibling for his pet spider automaton, Arachna , ( derived from the Greek word for spider, Arachni ) He keeps trying, and most of the time it's barely recognizable, though a few tries were pretty good.