Thanatos

Name: Gage McClain

Age: 13

Gender: male

Eyes: very dark brown

Hair: dirty blond almost brown

Height: 4' 10

Body Type: lean and quick

Skin Color: very pale

God Parent: thanatos

Mortal Parent: Christine McClain

Country of Origin:United States Of America

Pets: none

Talents: creep people out easily, great at telling stories, good with animals, cooking, double jointed

Weapon**: a small 6 inch switch blade pocketknife cb but
will get a weapon during his first rp

Personality: Gage is very quiet and reserved, he hates crowds, hard to anger, he doesnt realy have a lot of friends but people who are lucky enough to become his friend see his hidden funny, happy side, doesn't make friends easily

Flaws:he is to quiet, he can become enraged while fighting and hurt people, a small area between his left hip and his left shoulder blade is almost always in pain because of an accident when he was little, never states his opinion, and is slightly clumsy

Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): none

Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): shadow travel, he can do it in 1 post and takes 4 post to recharge and he can only go up to 5 miles

Life Before Camp*: Before camp, Gage lived in Merritt Island, Florida with his mother and read a lot of mythology. on his way to Edge-wood middle school 2 weeks ago his a huge dog of some sort followed him for some reason until he turned the corner and crossed the bridge. the freaky mutt mutated into a hellhound that tackled him and tried to rip his throat out. luckily a satyr threw a knife into the beasts skull and it was turned into dust. the satyr explained everything to him and took him to chb in the back of a stolen limo.

RP Example*: Gage was sleeping like a drunken dog until he was hit in the stomach with a club. he woke and kicked the monster in the face, but still being affected from the sleep wasn't quick enough to escape. he reached under his pillow for a knife he was give and threw it at the cyclops. because he was a good shot, the knife hit the cyclops in the skull and it turned to dust. gage went back to sleep and slept the night threw.

Any notes about your characters: none except that he reallllllllllyyyyyyy sucks at accents

Hellhounds are not disguised by the mist as people, but as large dogs.

Edited

Your RP Example kind of confounds me. He was hit in the stomach with a club by a cyclops, but aside from being woken up appears to have no I'll effects. He very quickly and easily dispatched said cyclops, a formidable enemy at the worst of times, much more so when you're woken from a sound sleep. And instead of having any adrenaline effects, such as insomnia, shakiness, racing heart, racing thoughts, etc. He just goes back to sleep like nothing happened.

I'm ready to approve your form, except that your RP example is OP power playing.