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by Fighter 4/26/2013, 11:58 pmName: Jabez
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Eyes: Black (completely, the whole eyeball
Hair: black, short, straight
Height: 5 foot eleven
Body Type: Slim, tall
Skin Color: tan
God Parent:Thantos
Mortal Parent: can't remember
Country of Origin: can't remember
Pets: none
Talents: none
Weapon**: He has a celestial bronze 2 in a half foot sword
Flaws: He doesn't trust anyone, he doesn't like talking to people, has murderous tendencies, he can't love (doesn't have that feeling)
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):
Life Before CHB*: All he can remember is waking up one morning on the side of the road 4 months ago. He couldn't remember anything, but of his powers. He had a sword in hand, and as he ran, he seemed to encounter monsters at everyturn, in every sort of time. He had been on the run, trying to figure out who and what he is.
RP Example*: I walked down the street, my hands in my pockets. I was in no mood to be touch by anyone. I had already had a bad encounter when I was walking down the street, and a hell hound decided I was a play toy. I destroyed it, but everyone saw. I ran away from Connecticut, and made my way to New York. I had heard about this place called Camp Half Blood whispered by some monsters, but I never thought it would be real. I got to a strawberry field, and saw a big house. "Great gods." I said, and blinked. That was odd. Last I remembered, there was only one big man up there. I shrugged, and walked up the hill, feeling as if reality was slipping farther and farther from my grasp.
Any notes about your characters:
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Eyes: Black (completely, the whole eyeball
Hair: black, short, straight
Height: 5 foot eleven
Body Type: Slim, tall
Skin Color: tan
God Parent:Thantos
Mortal Parent: can't remember
Country of Origin: can't remember
Pets: none
Talents: none
Weapon**: He has a celestial bronze 2 in a half foot sword
Flaws: He doesn't trust anyone, he doesn't like talking to people, has murderous tendencies, he can't love (doesn't have that feeling)
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional):
Life Before CHB*: All he can remember is waking up one morning on the side of the road 4 months ago. He couldn't remember anything, but of his powers. He had a sword in hand, and as he ran, he seemed to encounter monsters at everyturn, in every sort of time. He had been on the run, trying to figure out who and what he is.
RP Example*: I walked down the street, my hands in my pockets. I was in no mood to be touch by anyone. I had already had a bad encounter when I was walking down the street, and a hell hound decided I was a play toy. I destroyed it, but everyone saw. I ran away from Connecticut, and made my way to New York. I had heard about this place called Camp Half Blood whispered by some monsters, but I never thought it would be real. I got to a strawberry field, and saw a big house. "Great gods." I said, and blinked. That was odd. Last I remembered, there was only one big man up there. I shrugged, and walked up the hill, feeling as if reality was slipping farther and farther from my grasp.
Any notes about your characters:
Last edited by Sherlock Holmes on 4/27/2013, 12:44 am; edited 2 times in total
