The A-Team

Subject: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 6:26 pm

If you are reading this message, it mean's that I've gotten tired of my character topic. Often I find my self becoming bored with them, or maybe annoyed if it's messy or disorganized. Anways here I am, making a new one. I got the name for my topic from a couple of different sources. The first would be from the popular television show Pretty Little Liars. The second, is from the song by singer Ed Sheeran. Now I would like to remind you, please no feeding the characters.

playbys:

Characters:

Nolan William Lewis
Victoria Cheyanne Russo
Charles Ryder Anderson
Felix Matthew Haywood
Archer Jonathan Glass
Dashiell Xavier Parker
Calvin Rory Roberts
Arthur Noah Price

Parents:

Nolan; Hermes
Victoria; Chaos
Charles; Menotius
Felix, Demeter
Archer, Apollo
Dash, Apollo
Calvin, Hebe
Arthur, Dionysus

Play bys:

Nolan looks like Tom Daley
Victoria looks like Emma Watson
Charles looks like Josh Hutcherson
Felix looks like Julian Morris
Archer looks like Niall Horan
Dash looks like Alex Pettyfer
Calvin looks like Dylan O'Brien
Arthur looks like Louis Tomlinson

Theme songs:

Nolan; For the First Time by The Script
Victoria; It's Time by Imagine Dragons
Charles; Gives You Hell by The All-American Rejects
Felix; song
Archer, song
Dash, song
Calvin, song
Arthur, Drunk by Ed Sheeran

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:08 pm

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Nolan William Lewis

Age/Birthday: 17, June 12th 1995.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hermes the god of travel, messengers, thievery, trade, cunning wilies, language, writing, diplomacy, athletics, and animal husbandary.
Claimed: Yes.
Mortal Family: Elizabeth Lewis- mother. Elizabeth has always been a hard working girl, and then women. She attended an all girls school in Wolverhampton, England where she grew up. As a young girl she dreamed of traveling the world, and of becoming an Olympic Athlete, particpating in swiming. She finally got her chance in the Summer Olympics of 1992 in Barcelona Spain. In the Olympics, Elizabeth earned a Gold Medal in the 200 m Butterfly. After this Elizabeth settled down in London, England. Here she meet Thomas, who she began to date. Soon the couple had a young son who they named Nolan. When Nolan was three years old, Thomas left Elizabeth. Then a few years later Elizabeth met and married Anthony.

Anthony Lewis- step-father. Anthony met Elizabeth in a pub in London. The two soon began to date, and eventually married. Elizabeth already had a small son, so right away Anthony was thrown into the role of a father. Yet, he did manage to do a decent job. He works as a swimming coach for Great Britian's mens swim team. In his free time, Anthony liked to spend a lot of time with Nolan. It seemed that Anthony tried to be as much as a father to Nolan that he could.

Years in Camp: Four Years.
Brief History: Nolan was born on June 12th 1995 to Elizabeth Lewis and Hermes, at King's College Hosptial in South East London. He was raised in a small flat in Southeast London, where he lived with his mother and his dad for the first three years of his life. When Nolan was three, his dad left leaving Elizabeth and Nolan alone. Despite being left to raise a three year old by herself, Elizabeth did a pretty good job of taking care of the two of them. Then a few years later, Elizabeth met Anthony. The two dated and soon married. Anthony then joined the small family, making it three people.

When it came time for Nolan to go school, his mom chose to send him to an all boys prep school. Here Nolan had to endure hard work, and a lot of pressure. Sometimes having ADHD and Dislexia made this very hard. Yet, it all paid off in the end, Nolan turned out to be a pretty good student. Outside of his studies, Nolan played a lot of sports for his school. He became involved with running, archery, swiming and diving. However after a while he began to focus more on diving and swimming.

Nolan also started to pull a lot of pranks. Constantly he would find himself getting in trouble and getting low marks at school, from his pranks. Yet sometimes he managed to not get caught. It's not like Nolan cared. As long as he was having fun, he could care less. Besides this Nolan also began to shop lift. It was never major, he'd steal candy bars and soda, nothing big. Still it was a bad habit, and it needed to be stopped.

Elizabeth came up with a solution to this problem. If Nolan continued to get in trouble, she wouldn't let him swim. If it got worse, no diving. Right then, Nolan shaped up. He became more serious and stopped shop lifting, pick pocketing and pranking. Though he would still tell corny jokes. He then became more focused on his swiming and diving.

When Nolan was thirteen, he was attacked by a monster. However a satyr, Liam happened to be walking with Nolan. Liam managed to kill the monster, and prevent Nolan from being seriously injured. Liam then dragged Nolan home. Here he explained about camp to Nolan, Elizabeth and Anthony. Then after a brief discussion, Nolan found himself packing his bags. Nolan was then sent to camp. There he stayed as a summer camper.

Physical Appearance: Nolan has short dark brown hair. His hair is thick, and has some volume. Most of the time, he just brushes through his hair. Occasionly Nolan will use gel in his hair to make it stay in place. Though over all his hair does kind of stick up naturally. Through out his hair there are natural highlights of a more carmelish-brown color.

Nolan's eyes are a dark brown color. Infact they have been described as pools of melted dark chocolate. His eyes are full of emotion, and you can pretty much tell what mood he's in by looking at his eyes. Most of the time Nolan has a slight twinkle in his eyes. Above his eyes, Nolan has a pair of eyebrows the same color as his hair, his eyebrows are slightly bushy but still pretty tammed.

Nolan trys very hard to stay in shape. From swiming he manages to do this, with out too much effort. He weighs a comfortable weight of around 150. He has visable muscule, and not to mention abs. He's a comfortable height of around 5'10''. His feet are a size fifteen. If you wanted to described Nolan's build you'd call it a swimmers build. He has a long torso, with long arms and legs. His arms and legs are both slim, but with visable muscule. His hands are long and skinny with long, thin fingers.

Personality: Nolan is an all around nice guy. Making friends and meeting new people is one thing that Nolan really enjoys. He has a very laid back additude, he's the type of person who just goes with the flow. Overall, Nolan just likes to have a good time. He can't stand uptight people who don't know how to have fun. Nolan has a good sense of humor, and he is often cracking jokes.

Nolan is a slightly dependent person, he likes to be surronded by a group of people that he knows appricate him. He has his insecurities, his convinced that theres people that only pretend to be his friends, and that they plan to over throw him. He is very trouble some, meaning he gets in trouble a lot, or trouble manages to find him. He's a very sneaky person, who can be very secretive. He's intellegent, and able to think of solutions or lies off the top of his head.

Nolan often lacks the ability to be serious. He's just a checky person, who always seems to be laughing. However, Nolan does use sarcasam more often than you'd think. He has a tendency to be rather impulsive. He will do something or say something without thinking about it first, and often times this comes back to bite, hard. Nolan has a lot of self confidence, or self-pride as some would call it, which often comes back to bite.

Nolan has his flaws like every other human being. For one he lacks the ability to be serious in most situations. He is also very full of self-pride. Not to mention Nolan can be very cocky. He's also a tad bit rude, and he puts himself before others. Nolan also tends to be extremely crabby whenever he wakes up, often times insaulting people countless times. He also has a issue with using bad langauge, sometimes he just can't stop. Nolan has a tendency to just insault people and make fun of them without thinking about how they might feel. He also hates to admit he messed up. Nolan likes to blame things on other people.

Likes:
Swimming
Diving
Archery
Running
Music
Food
Good books
Movies

Dislikes:
Complainers
Waking up early
Losing
Banana
Blood
Dying

Fatal Flaw: Nolan has very extreme self-pride.
Pets: Nolan does not have any pets, but he is thinking about getting a turtle or something small that doesn't require a lot of care.
Talents: Nolan has the natural ability to be able to speak different languages easily. He is also able to understand most foreign languages.
Weapons: A bow, and a set of celstial bronze tipped arrows. He also has a small celstial bronze knife.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer.
Other: Play-by, Tom Daley.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:12 pm

Victoria Cheyanne Russo

Age/Birthday: 17, Janurary 13th.
Gender: Female
God Parent:Daughter of Chaos the nothingness from which all else sprang.Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Charlotte Russo- mother. Lewis Greer- step father.
Years in Camp: Victoria has been in camp for three years.
Brief History: As you all know Chaos is the nothingness from which all else sprang, so of course he has no physical body. This leads to the question, how exactly would he have a child? This answer is kind of simple, a thought child, like those of the Goddess Athena. Basically, Chaos became attracted to a woman because of her personality and pureness, in this case Charlotte. He then made himself known through dreams and such. Eventually Chaos was able to form a child in his mind, and then the child was presented to Charlotte.

Once there was a young woman by the name of Charlotte, who was just starting out in life after college as a doctor. There was also an aspect of life Chaos who with his vast mind could create a child, but had a major flaw as in he was not blessed with a physical body, he was to say just a mind. One day Chaos was doing who knows what when he descovered Charlotte. Right a way he was attracted to the young women's brains and pureness. He then started to visit her in her dreams, and eventually he even told her the truth about who she was. Then after a while of this dream relationship, Chaos blessed Charlotte with a child created from his vast mind.

You can imagine it came as a shock to Charlotte when a small baby appeared on her door, from the man of her dreams (literally). Yet Charlotte was as much in love with Chaos as he was in love with her, so she wasn't about to turn the child away. She snuck the child into her small apartment and cared for her troughout the night. The next day she quit her job, and moved to Massachuetts. Here Charlotte started her life over, as a young graduate with her baby. No one would ever have to know the story of how the baby, Victoria came to be.

Then for several years Charlotte was not visited by her love. Then one night, she recieved a dream from him. In it he explained about how Charlotte would have to send Victoria to camp. In this dream Chaos also told Charlotte to take care of their daughter, he then told her to move on. Charlotte did just that, she moved on. A few years later she married Lewis.

Victoria's history was to say the least, intresting. Infact she didn't become aware of most of it until she was a teenager. For the most part she knew that her mother had met a man and become pregnant, her mother had then moved and started over all new, while rasing her baby. She also knew about how Charlotte and Lewis came to be married.

Growing up Victoria's life was simple, but good. She never had too much trouble, and she did well in school. Later though she began to wonder about her father. That's when she did some investigating, and she found nothing, not even her own birth certificate. That's when she began to question her mother. Finally Charlotte broke down and told Victoria about her father. At first Victoria couldn't believe it. Infact she didn't believe it until she reached camp. After Charlotte told Victoria, she tried taking the girl to camp. Eventually she suceeded, and since then Victoria has been living at camp.

Physical Appearance: Victoria's brown hair, is off medium length ending just below her shoulders. Most of the time her hair is slightly curly and frizzy. However do to the recent invention of the straightener, Victoria is able to make her hair straight. Occasionaly Victoria will wear her hair up in a ponytail or in a bun, maybe even in a braid. Most of the time, appart from straightening it, she leaves her hair alone, maybe adding a headband.

Victoria has very beautiful eyes, that can be very difficult to describe, and to capture their beauty. For one, her eyes never seem to have one permanent color. They are always changing from brown to blue to green to gray. However with the occasional change of moods, different colors might be added. For example with a time of great anger some red might appear in her eyes. Often you might catch her eyes being purple, and or amber.

Victoria is around the average height for her age, around 5'7''. She's very slender, and she tries to stay in shape. Her legs are very long, and toned. She seems to walk with a bounce in her step. Her feet are a size ten.
Personality: Victoria is a very bold, and outgoing girl. She's never afraid to express herself. Nor is she the type to fit in perfectly with the pack. She has friends, but she doesn't like being like everybody else. She's an individual. Most of the time she just wants to have fun, and have a good time. However if needed she can be very serious.

Victoria is very intellegent, and well clever. At school she never got the best grades, because she didn't care a lot. But you can tell she has intellgence. She's also clever enough to think of a way out of a sticky situation. She's the type of person that you would want to be your friend, not your enemy. She's loyal, and she'll always be there for you. But cation, if your her enemy watch out, she's not afraid to bite, or should I say fight.

Victoria of course has her flaws. For one she is often times very stressed, and just fed up. She can also be extremely impatient. She also has some anger issues, and she tends to blow up on people. Not to mention she doesn't like when things don't go her way. Also she considers this a flaw, even though some might not, she's not very good with boys. She wishes she could be good with them, but she's not sure how. She's also doing the wrong thing, and if she's good around a boy they just think of her as a friend.

Fatal Flaw: Victoria's fatal flaw is her temper, it's very nasty.
Likes:
Music- Linkin Park, Coldplay, All American Rejects, Greenday, Luke Bryan, Zac Brown Band, Eli Young Band, and Eric Church.
Movies- The Hangover parts 1&2, Grownups, Harry Potter, The Sandlot, All of the old Disney movies, The Hunger Games, and most scary movies.
Animals
Books
Food
Dislikes:
Snakes
People who act stupid
Girls that can get guys easily
Pets: A small kitten named Whiskers.
Talents: Victoria is very talented at running, volleyball, basketball, the clarinet, and dancing. She can also draw a bit.
Powers: As a daughter of Chaos, Victoria should be able to make things just appear, in theory of course she can do this. Yet it has a catch. She has severe limits as to what she can do. If she wants to use her powers, the work best on the hour every hour of the day. At other times they seem weak compared to those. Also, her powers are stronger at dark.

Power 1: Ability to make stuff appear. This power is pretty much what it sounds like. Victoria is able to make things appear. However this has a severe limit. Nothing big, and no weapons, or living creatures. The largest thing she could make appear would be something like a car. However the larger the item the more it drains her. She can use this power about 30 to 40 times a day depending on rest, and the object.

Power 2: Telaportation. Victoria is able to actually make herself appear different places. Of course this has a lot of limits. She can use it about five times a day, and she has to have space between uses. For it to work the best, she goes short distances. She can go very long distances, such as China but it has costs. If she were to teleaport to China, she'd be very weak and ill. And then she wouldn't be able to use this power for 5 days to a week.
Weapons: A celstial bronze sword that turns into a bobby pin that she can't loose. She also has a baseball cap that turns her invisable.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-round
Other: Zelly told me I should be able to have this character as long as she's not too powerful.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:14 pm

Arthur Noah Price

Nickname: Noah
Age/Birthday: 17, November 29th.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Dionysus, God of wine, parties and festivals, madness, chaos, drunkenness, drugs, and ecstasy.
Claimed: Yes.
Mortal Family: Maria Price-Jackson- mother, vineyard owner- age 49.
William Jackson- step-father, vineyard owner- age 51.
Tobias Jackson- step-brother, college student- age 19.
Alexander Jackson- step-brother, high school student- age 15.
Years in Camp: Four.
Brief History: Arthur was born on November 29th 1996 in a hospital in sunny Napa Valley California. He is the son of Maria Price-Jackson, the owner of a small vineyard in Napa Valley, and Dionysus the greek wine god. After Arthur's birth, Dionysus left the two. All he left behind was a letter, that was for Arthur on his thirteenth birthday, and his true identity.

Maria understood that Dionysus had to leave, so she wasn't sad. She just continued to run her vineyard. Through her work, she met William. The two of them hit it off, and eventually married, and merged their vineyards. Then the small family of two became a family of five. Honestly Arthur likes his family, but sometimes he feels ignored. It seems like after William and his sons came along, his mother forgot about him.

When Arthur turned thirteen, he was looking through his mothers closet, and found the letter. He took it to his room and read it. He couldn't believe it, all of it made sense, but it was still so weird. Angered, Arthur confronted his mother. He couldn't believe it, she'd lied to him. Maria was so upset, so she decided to send her son to camp. Soon after reaching camp, Arthur was claimed by his father.
Physical Appearance: Arthur has brown hair, that's a medium shade. Throughout his hair, there are some natural highlights of a darker color. His hair is cut short, ending just above his ears. He cares a lot about his hair, so Arthur always tries to make it perfect. He often uses gel, to style it so it's perfect. You will never find, Arthur with his bed head.

His eyes are a nice apple green color. His eyes are full of emotion, and when he's happy they have a slight twinkle. Above his eyes are a pair of perfectly sculpted eyebrows. His face is rather smooth, and pimple free. He keeps good care of his skin. His skin is of average color, but he does get a slight tan.

Arthur stands at a height of 5'10'' or 5'11'' give or take a few centimeters. He is not considered skinny, but you wouldn't call him buff. His around average, maybe a bit below. He has a more lanky build. He has skinny shoulders, and long skinny arms. His legs have slight muscle, but not a lot. However, he does have some abs.
Personality: Arthur is a very friendly person. He is loud, and well just talkitive. He has actually scared people before by how much he can talk. This guy can just go on and on about pretty much any topic. He just loves to talk. He's a real people person, he loves having a group of friends. Arthur is very a outgoing person. Also, he is very confident in himself, and in others. Michael is also very incouraging and helpful towards others. For the most part, he tries to be nice and friendly.

Arthur loves to joke around. He's always looking for a laugh, and most of the time he gets it. He's known to crack jokes, or even pull pranks. Also even though you might not be able to tell, hel is pretty smart. He's a A student at school, his best and favorite subject being math.

Arthur of course has his flaws, like all over human beings. For one he has a very nasty temper, that you do not want to be on the reciving side of. He's also known to get revenge on people, no matter the crime. He can also be a pretty unfair person. Not to mention Arthur can be rather rash and harsh. Let's not forget that he has a hard time admitting he's wrong. Overall Arthur acts like a child, he whines and complains.
Fatal Flaw: He is addicted to alcohol.
Likes: Good music, movies, books, puzzles, tv, running, soccer, singing, and good wine.
Dislikes: Bad wine, stupid movies, stupid questions, annoying people, birds.
Pets: None
Talents: Singing, soccer, puzzles, dancing, acting.
Powers: none.
Weapons: A celestial bronze sword.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer.
Other: none, though he is subjected to editing.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:16 pm

Archer Jonathan Glass

Nickname(s): Archie, Arch, A
Age/Birthday: 16, July 4th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Apollo god of music, healing, plague, prophecy, poetry, light, and the sun.
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Ann Glass-mother, age 43. Doctor
Years in Camp: Three
Brief History: Archer was born to Ann Glass and Apollo on July 4th, sixteen years ago. From the start, Archer was a special baby. Perhaps that's not the right word. Anyways right away, when Archer was born the other gods were mad. The fates had seen that the child, would have great power. Now this wouldn't do. So Zeus blinded the baby, to make up for his power.

When Archer was around the age of five, he started getting visions. But these aren't just any visions. They're psychic vision, the boy was actually seeing the future. At first Ann had no idea how her son possessed this power. However Apollo visited the two of them in dreams, and explained things to them. After this Ann sent Archer to camp, in hopes that he'd be safe.
Physical Appearance: Archer has perfect blond hair, with some brown highlights in the under part. He hates when his hair gets too long, so he tries to keep up with getting it cut. Benjaminl really seems care to much about the appearance of his hair. Normally he keeps part of it swept off to the side of his head. Occasionly he will try some different hair styles, but he always goes back to the original style. The one thing about his hair that Archer thinks is important is keeping it clean, so he washes his hair daily, he also uses some conditioner, so when you feel his hair its actually really soft and light.

Archer's eyes are a bright, vibrant blue color. People have actually described them as pools of sapphires, which is pretty cheesey if you think about it. His eyes are covered in a glassy film however, due to his blindness. His eyes seem to just be there. When ever he's involved in a conversation, his eyes seem to turn in the direction of the person who he's talking to voice. Alot of times he wears a pair of plain black Ray-Ban sunglasses.

Archer has a average build, but he is more on the smaller side. Standing at a height of 5'7'', he could be considered short. His shoulders are thin, and well more of the leaner type. He has very long and skinny arms. He has some muscule, but its really not at all visable. He has long skinny legs, with slight musule, but not a lot. Archer has small palms, but with long nimble fingers. His feet are a size eleveen, which are about the right size.

Personality: Archer is over all and nice guy, with a good sense of humor. He enjoys being surronded by people, who actual care and bother to listen to what he's saying. He does enjoy cracking jokes here and there, though a lot of them can be a bit corny. Archer also has a tendency to be what people would call a flirt. He's not a player well not anymore, but he always tends to flirt with girls, even if he doesn't mean to. It's just a bad habit, that he can't seem to get rid of. Archer is also rather impulsive, he does stuff and says stuff without putting any or much thought into it.

Archer appears to be the popular guy which he is. But unlike some guys with this type of social status, Archer is not a jerk or a jackass. He is still a sweet and kind guy. When it comes to girls, Archer is completly clueless. No matter how hard he tries, he can't understand them. Archer is a very smart and clever guy, he's great for playing any sort of trivia game. Archer also has very bad ADHD, far worse than most demigods. Still he manages to maintain his good grades, taking honors classes in Science, Literature, Geometry, and Spanish.

However Archer has another side that not a lot of people see, because he hides it. He is actually a very shy, and insecure guy. He's afraid of trusting people, because he trusted his mom and that didn't work out, now did it? He's also quite nervous when it comes to meeting new people. He's afraid he'll end up trusting them to much, and then he'll get hurt. But eventually he ends up trusting people, most of the time. He gets upset over silly things, and he often goes off to sulk. He's actually a big baby. But because he's afraid of being made fun of, he tries very hard to hide this.

Just like everyone else Archer is full of his flaws and personality quirks. He is very loyal to his friends, to an extent that he would put his life on the line to save them. He also has a tendency, well actuall he holds grudges, a lot. He also has a huge problem is impulsiveness. Not to mention Archer also tends to drink a lot. He also is very confident in himself.
Fatal Flaw: He trusts people to easily.
Likes: Music, trivia, books, archery
Dislikes: People treating him differently because he's blind, brocoli, running into walls, people making fun of him, bullying.
Pets: A seeing-eye dog, a yellow labrador, by the name of Ace.
Talents: Singing, playing the guitar, he has very good hearing, for a blind person he can shoot a pretty straight arrow, he has an ability to get people to laugh.
Powers:
1. Prophecy. Archer is able to see glimspes of the future. These come randomly, and they don't last that long. Normally they're not that important, but occasionally they are. These are sort of like the visions that Raven in That's So Raven has.

2. Healing. Archer is able to heal cuts up to 4 centimeters deep. He is also able to heal minor sprains. When it comes to broken bones, he is able to speed up the healing process of broken limbs. He's also able to heal himself fully, unless it's not something very serious. If he's dying he can't fully heal himself, nor can he heal himself at all.
Weapons: He carries a celstial bronze knife stashed up his pants leg, just in case he ever needs it for self defense. His walking stick, also serves as a weapon.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-round
Other: Zan said I am allowed to have this character.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:18 pm

Charles Ryder Anderson

Nicknames: Charlie, Ryder
Age/Birthday: 16, August 23rd
Gender: Male
God Parent: Menoetius titan of violent anger, rash action and human mortality.
Claimed: No
Mortal Family: Charlene Anderson-mother. Jack Anderson- younger half-brother. Toby Anderson- younger half-brother.
Years in Camp: One.
Brief History: Charles had a simple life, he lived with his mom and two younger brothers. However unlike some people, Charles was always full of anger and hate, towards everyone. It seemed that he just hated the world. It troubled people because they had know idea why he hated the world. However they realized a mian source was his father. The man had abandoned Charles and his mother when Charles was a baby. Charles was mad at his father for running out on them.

The only time Charles didn't seem to hate everything was at school. He hated people, but he loved to learn. He excelled at school, getting good grades and everything. However he refused to talk with people, prefering to be alone. Actully he shut everyone out. The only time he'd interact with people was during chess club, hockey practice, or when he was playing a mind game.

Finally when Charles was fifteen his mom decided to tell him the truth about his father. When he heard the real story, Charles lost it. He started screaming at his mother about how he hated her. He was so made that she'd lied to him. This is when he ran away. Not sure where to go, he went to the camp his mom had told him about. Maybe he'd meet his dad and be able to take his anger out on him.
Physical Appearance: Charles has short chocolate brown hair. His hair is a bit unrulely, seeing that he doesn't stop to take care of it all the time. Most of the time he leaves it alone. In the back there is a part where it sticks up, and he can never flatten it. When he does try to look nice, he normally combs his hair off to the side, and attempts flattening the piece that sticks up. That would be about the extent of what he does to his hair.

Charles has very, er pretty eyes. They are a nice and plesent green color, about the color of grass. They are his only soft looking feature. Meaning, they seem gentle. You can see his emotions, by just looking at them. They also seem to have a slight twinkle in them. When he's really mad, his eyes tend to turn red. But only when he's really mad.

Charles has a very, er nice build, he has muscule. However he is a bit flawed when it comes to height? He's shorter than a lot of guys his age. He's around 5'7'' which isn't really short, but it's not tall. However he is muscular. He has very muscular legs, and arms. Not to mention he does have abs. His skin is average color, but he does get a really good tan.

Personality: Charles appears to be rather cold, and hostile. This is due to a bunch of bottled up anger, and frustration. Most of this is towards his father for not claiming him. Though some of it is also towards people who just bother him. He has anger issues, and if you happen to do something to set him off, watch out. He has been known to blow up on people, and yell and all of that.

Charles has a hard time expressing himself. So he likes to block everyone out, and stay in his own little world. Here Charles doesn't have to empress anyone, or have friends. He's free to do what ever he wants. Most of the time he prefers to sit on the sidelines, and just watch. Occasionaly he'll find himself involved in fights, but it's very rare.

Charles has severe trust issues, he can't trust anyone. Not that he want's too, he thinks it's too risky. Though sometimes Charles wishes that he has a friend, but he's quick to get rid of this feeling, as it's too risky. The reason why he even has these trust issues is because his mom lied to him his whole life about his dad.

Charles has what many would call, a cold heart. It's dark and full of no emotion. It's just an empty space, full of nothing. People have tried to find their way into his heart, but he just shuts them out. He doesn't want to become attached to someone. Charles appears to just hate everything, this isn't true. He doesn't hate everything, but he certianlly hates a lot of things. It's very rare for him to like things, especially another person.

Charles is very intellegent, and clever. At school he always earned high marks. He's also able to think of a way out of any situation. He loves puzzles, and he often makes them up for himself to solve. He also likes playing mind games, with himself and others. He's been known to confuse people using his mind games. He's a very good liar. He's also good at confusing people.
Fatal Flaw: Charles' fatal flaw is his anger issues.
Likes:
Chess
Music: All American-Rejects, Linkin Park, Green Day, Skillet, Cold Play.
Movies: All scary movies.
Puzzles:: mind games, sudoku, etc.
Dislikes:People, cheerful things, people lying to him.
Pets: None.
Talents: Charles is very talented at chess, and puzzles, and mind games. He's also skilled in karate.
Powers: None.
Weapons: A celstial bronze sword, and two small celstial bronze knives.
Year-Round or Summer:Year-Round.
Other: He has very severe anger issues. He's from New York.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:21 pm

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Name: Dashiell Xavier "Dash" Parker
Age/Birthday: 18, March 17th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Apollo god of music, healing, plague, prophecy, poetry, light, and the sun.
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Renee Parker- mother.
Years in Camp: Two.
Brief History: Dashiell grew up in Hollywood California, in a huge mansion. His mother was a well known actress, so of course they had money. To say Dash was spoiled, is an understatement. The boy got everything he wanted, and by everything I mean everything. Ipods, laptops, video games, golf carts, cars, the boy had it all. Sadly it all went to his head.

Finally Renee realized everything was going to her sons head. Having no other choice, she decided to send him to camp. So Renee set down and told her son about the camp. He was outraged that she wanted to send him away. But the thought of no school, made him happy. Renee then gave him a lot of money, and a brand new BMW Convertible, and sent him to camp.

Soon after he got to camp, Dash was claimed by Apollo. Dash has been here two years. He's gotten to be known around camp, as an asshole and a player. Yet he's still pretty popular. His good looks draw attention, and a lot of it at that.

Physical Appearance: Dashiell has hair as golden as the sun. Throughout his hair he has natural highlights of a darker blond, or maybe even brown color. He keeps his hair cut short. He doesn't want it getting in the way. It never goes below his ears. He always makes sure his hair is kept looking nice. Occasionally Dash will use gel to still his hair so it's perfect. But most of the time he just leaves it natural. You will never see him with his bedhead.

Dash has eyes the color of the sky. Literally, his eyes are the exact same color as the sky. Also it seems that his eyes almost reflect the color of the sky. For example, the sky gets darker during storms, right? Well when Dash is made, his eyes get darker, just like the sky. Also, Dash has a slight vision problem. Actually he needs glasses. But glasses are nerdy, why would he ever wear glasses? Dash prefers to wear contacts, he even got the ones where he can keep them in for a month straight.

Dash has perfectly tanned skin, from hours spent outside. He also has a nicely toned body, from hours of exercise. Actually he's ripped, he has nice calf muscles and arm muscles. Not to mention his nice set of abs. He has broad shoulders and long arms ending in large hands. He has long toned legs ending in size ten feet. His stands at a height of 6'1''.
Personality: One word that can describe Dashiell Parker is arrogant. He is probably the most arrogant person you've ever met. He only seems to boast about how amazing he is. And about his good looks. Everyone knows what he's saying is true, but he tends to go a bit overboard. Yet people still talk to him, and some even idolize him. Which doesn't help, it just makes him think he's greater than he is.

Dash is a very cruel person. He doesn't care about anyone besides himself. He constantly puts himself before others. Not to mention he's mean. He constantly puts people down. The worst part, he doesn't even try to be mean. He's just naturally mean. It's quite sickening. He's also very stubborn, once he's made up his mind it's hard to change it.

Deep down, very deep, Dash is actually a nice person. He actually cares about people, especially his mother. He worries about her, and he hopes she stays safe. He occasionaly prays to his father to keep her safe. If anything happened to her, he'd be very sad. He wouldn't show it of course, but he would be sad. He is also very compasionate.
Fatal Flaw: Arrogance.
Pets: None.
Talents: Acting, Singing, Playing the piano and saxophone, basketball, baseball, running, and sword fighting.
Powers:
Light Manipulation- he can manipulate light. He can makes small orbs of light, and rays of light. He can also control how bright the light is. This power really tires him, and after using it, he has to take a nap.
Healing- Dash is able to heal minor wounds, such as cuts and sprains. He has inscreased healing, so it takes half as long for him to heal.
Weapons: A celstial bronze sword. A bow and some arrows.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other: He's dibbed for Moon's charrie violet. Also he's subjected to major editing. I just wanted to get him posted.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:22 pm

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Name: Calvin Rory Roberts
Nicknames: Cal, Cally
Age/Birthday: 17, September 13th
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hebe goddess of youth
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: David Roberts, age 45, author, father.
David met Hebe at a bar when he was twenty eight years old. He's was drunk, and so was she. Needless to say the hooked up. After wards, Hebe told David that she had to leave. Then nine months later, as he was getting his paper, David noticed the baby carriage on his porch. Looking inside he saw the baby, and a note from Hebe, explaining everything. David then raised his son as a single father.
Years in Camp: Four.
Brief History: Calvin grew up in Manhattan, in a nice pent house apartment on Fifth Avenue. His father David was an successful author, so they had money. However unlike some people, Calvin never let this go to his head. He was also a very simple and humble person. He never asked for too much, nor did he flaunt his wealth.

At school Calvin had some friends, but he wasn't really popular. He went to a big private school, so it's not like he'd be popular because of wealth. Everyone there had wealth. Calvin was on his schools lacrosse team, and the track team. He was also on the chess team, and mathletes. When he wasn't at practice, Calvin could be found in the library or studying.

When he was fourteen, Calvin was attacked by a monster. Worried for his son, David decided to take him to camp. Soon after getting to camp, Calvin was claimed by Hebe. Now he's been here for four years. Occasionally he'll go home, it really depends. Most of the time he's a summer camper, who comes during the year at times.
Physical Appearance: Calvin has dark brown hair, the color of chocolate. He keeps his hair cut short. His hair is straight, and not too messy. Most of the time he leaves it alone, though he will occasionally use gel to style it. At one point, Calvin had a streak of red through his hair, due to a prank.

Calvin's eyes are just as brown as his hair. His eyes are full of emotion. You can tell his mood just by his eyes. Above his eyes, Cal has a pair of bushy brown eyebrows. His face is a squarish-round shape. He has well defined facial features. His nose is short and squat. His ears are somewhat oversized, but not by much.

Calvin stands at a height of 5'11''. He's in shape from hours of playing lacrosse and running. He has nice broad shoulders, and long arms. His arms end in a pair of large, rough hands. He has long, muscular legs ending in a pair of fairly good sized feet. He has pale skin, but it's not as white as paper. He tends to burn easily, so he often wears sunscreen.
Personality: Calvin is very intelligent. He grew up reading dictionaries and encyclopedias, and playing Scrabble for fun. Often whenever he speaks, it's something well thought out and deeply intelligent. He has discovered that he's just not able to say something stupid, and because of this he can't stand when people say something stupid. Calvin has a habit of using very long words when he speaks, which often confuses whoever he's talking to, which makes them mad. So basically Calvin doesn't have a lot of conversations.

Calvin is what some people would call a wallflower, actually he even describes himself as a wallflower. He's very shy, and often this leads to him not talking to people. When he does ingage in a conversation, besides using long words, he has a tendency to stutter. His voice is very quiet, and very often people can't hear what he's saying. Calvin spends a lot of time, evesdropping, so he always has an idea of what's going on. He actually has some fun evesdropping, because he can use some of the stuff against people, especially the bullies. Most of the time he tries staying in the shadows, trying to not be noticed.

Calvin is a very intellectual human being. He posseses a natural ability to learn things very easily. He is able to fluently speak in: English, Spanish, French, Italian, Latin, and Greek. He often uses his skill for foreign languages to make side comments, and he also often swears in foreign languages, that way people can't get mad at him for what he says. Calvin is a bookworm, often you can find him with his face buried in a book. His favorite type of book is an encyclopedia, and biographies.

Calvin adores puzzles, and often carries some form of them around. His favorite are rubix cubes, he is able to solve a rubix cube in under a minute. He always cares one with him, so when he gets bored he can solve it. Calvin also loves anagrams, he often takes phrases from books and finds anagrams for them. He will also take what people say and anagram it.

Calvin is a very secretive person, who doesn't like letting people know his feelings or what he's doing. He has OCD, so everything has to be perfect. If he's writing something he messes up on a letter, he will start over. He also can't stand eraser marks, they just bother him. A germaphobe, he always carries a small contanier of hand sanitizer. He also hates the sun, he like so stay inside, in the dark. Despite his shyness, Calvin actually has a lot of self pride, as he prides himself in being the smartest person alive.
Fatal Flaw: Pride
Likes: Lacrosse, track and field, chess, math, reading, puzzles.
Dislikes: Pineapple, soy milk, bullying, wood shop.
Pets: None
Powers: He ages slower than people. So he'll still be as old as people, but he doesn't look as old as them.
Talents: Lacrosse, running, solving puzzles, math, school work, chess.
Weapons: A celstial bronze sword.
Year-Round or Summer: Summer, but occasionally he comes to camp during the year.
Other: none at the moment

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:22 pm

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:23 pm

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▌█ l felix matthew haywood

D.O.B. April 7
AGE 17 l JUNIOR in high school
GENDER M
ORIENTATION Heterosexual

TIME AT CAMP 4 years
TYPE OF CAMPER Felix is currently a homesick year-rounder although he initially just attended camp during the summer.

OLYMPIAN PARENT Demeter, the goddess of agriculture and the harvest.
CLAIM STATUS Claimed as of his first evening at camp.

MORTAL FAMILY
George Haywood (Occupation: Outdoors journalist) l An active, enthusiastic outdoorsman. An agreeable, even-tempered father. An intrepid adventurer.
Luanne Haywood (Occupation: Magazine editor) l A small but spirited woman. A determined and involved step-mother. An avid mystery reader.

Blake Haywood (16, half-brother), Jack Haywood (13, half-brother), Lianna Haywood (10, half-sister).

HISTORY
Felix grew up in the suburbs, in a small town in the south that was surrounded by wilderness on one side and a big city on the other. Since early on in his childhood, a large portion of his time was spent outdoors with his father - they were always doing something, be it fishing, farming, canoeing, camping, wrestling, or anything else. Felix also played football and turned out to be pretty good at it. Football quickly became his favourite sport and at a time, he even entertained dreams of playing for a team in the NFL. In stark comparison to his athleticism and other areas of masculinity, Felix learned early on that he was an incredible cook, and his step-mother was quick to pawn most of the cooking off on him.

In school, Felix was a popular guy - he seemed to fit the stereotype of "jock" perfectly. He didn't care too much about camp, he only went because he had to train, his real world was the world of having homework and not doing it, parties, and homecoming games not the world of age-old monsters, a dead language, and cryptic riddles. He never wanted to be a demigod. In fact, he resented having to train at camp a little bit even though he knew it was necessary in order to keep himself and his family safe. He learned just how important training and being prepared really was when his family was attacked.

It was a night he would never forget, and Felix resolved he would do what he could to keep his family safe - even if it meant staying at camp full-time and leaving behind his friends and hopes of just being a normal guy.

APPEARANCE
Felix is 6'3" tall and definitely looks like an athlete, with a muscled, lean build. He has wavy light brown hair that is often pushed back and smiling chocolate brown eyes that crinkled up at the corners when he smiles. He smiles often and you won't often see him looking unhappy unless something serious happens. Felix smiles anyway, most of the time, he finds it easier. He has high, prominent cheekbones and a well-defined jawline.

His skin is neither particularly pale nor particularly tan, much to his disbelief. He often spends more time outdoors than you would think necessary in order to tan but he often only succeeds in getting skin burns. He currently has no tattoos although he's considering getting some in the future. He's often wearing hats - be it a plain baseball hat or a fedora. Felix is relatively unscathed, although he does have the occassional scar scattered from place to place on his body, half from football half from scrapes with monsters. He doesn't usually wear clothes that are too fancy but he's almost always wearing a watch.

PERSONALITY
A little rough around the edges, Felix isn't one for formalities - although he refers to adults as sir and miss or ma'am. He's easygoing around other people and isn't one for being socially awkward. He can talk to total strangers like a friend he's known for years and it makes him quick to make new friends. There are several things that cause people to think that he fits within the jock stereo type perfectly. First of all, he isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. While he isn't exactly stupid, he is nowhere near being an Athena kid. His strategizing is poor at best and he has a tendency to crack under pressure anywhere else other than the football field. He seems to socialize nearly exclusively with his specific peer group, although he is friendly with other people. At times he doesn't even seem to realize that he's doing it, he just does it out of habit.

Throughout his life, Felix has consistently been second-best - the exception being only in his household, and even there the line was fuzzy at times. He was always an amazing placekicker, but the placekicker was always overshadowed by the quarterback. Although he was popular, he wasn't the most popular. If he were going to homecoming senior year, he would be in homecoming court, but he wouldn't be homecoming king. He was never really angry about this, he always just accepted it. He never really knew what it was like to come in first, so he got used to it over time. Felix has a tendency to follow whatever the crowd is doing. It doesn't take long for him to cave under peer pressure - although he rarely ever resists in the first place. He prefers to take orders rather than handing them out and is often unwilling to take on a leadership role without someone else in a similar role working close with him.

Although he likes to make jokes, he's much more likely to laugh at someone else's jokes instead. He can be slow at times and it often takes a bit of thinking for him to understand more complex ideas. The only reason he got decent grades in school was because he was tutored and he forgot almost all the things he learned immediately after the course was over. Secretly, Felix has enjoyed the literature that he's read but the dyslexia seems unconquerable to him and after a while he just stopped trying. Felix is competitive and driven, but to a certain extent. He's satisfied with settling for second-best and he almost seems resigned to it. You could call him a quitter, because he realizes when he can't do something and he gives up. Although other people might persevere and be satisfied with the fact that they didn't give up, Felix doesn't see a point in continuing in a fight where you won't win. There are very few things that he would throw everything into fighting for.

He has a tendency to think within the box and doesn't often see the possibilities that lie outside it. He can seem small-minded at times and is often told to broaden his horizons by his family and become more open. Felix is a creature of habit and he's sturdy. He's likely to stay in one spot and start there. If he hadn't been a demigod, he would have grown up and stayed in his home town, probably gotten a mediocre job and then settled down and had a family. Now that he doesn't really know if he can have a normal life, he isn't sure any more. Although he respects his mother, Felix is resentful of the fact that he has to live the demigod life because all he's even wanted was to blend in and be a regular kid. He's even-tempered and a good listener which makes him a good friend because he doesn't hold grudges and is quick to forgive. He's honest, loyal, and will keep secrets.

The main reason why Felix doesn't dare to hope for more and set higher goals is because he is terrified of being disappointed and of disappointing other people. He often doesn't try new things because he thinks he won't be able to do them and he's scared of looking bad. Felix doesn't like to try new things. He likes to be at least decent at the things that he invests time in so he quickly gives up on things that he doesn't see much of a future in. He doesn't believe in himself, he's more likely to root for others and put his faith in others. He dislikes it when people put their faith in him because he dislikes expectations and failing those expectations. He has a tendency to be late, although he's punctual for the things that are important. While he isn't exactly self-centred, he can be blind to other people and how they feel at times.
HAMARTIA Felix would go to the ends of the earth for his friends and family.

AMBROSIA
Ice cream cake l Felix never got to eat it very often, although it was his favourite kind of cake.
NECTAR
Black coffee l The very thing that sustains him.

STATS
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ l STRENGTH
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ l SPEED
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ l STAMINA
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ l DEXTERITY
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ l INTELLIGENCE
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ l ADAPTABILITY

SKILLS
● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● l CHLOROKINESIS

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● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● l SWORDSMANSHIP
● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● l ATHLETICISM
● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● l CULINARY ARTS

PETS None.
WEAPONS A celestial bronze two-handed great sword named Adamas. Adamas has an engraved design of vines and leaves winding around the bottom of the blade.
OTHER He occasionally speaks with a slight southern twang.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:24 pm

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Deimos

Character You're applying for: Deimos, the god of fear

Brief Description of Character:

Deimos is a very cruel and sadistic God. His idea of fun is scaing the living daylights out of people. He is very mean and unfair, escpecially to his brother Phobos. Deimos finds joy in picking on people, his favorite targets being Phobos, his half sister Clairesse and any other children of Ares. Deimos is full of self-pride, he just thinks he's so much better than everyone, even other gods. Infact he thinks he should be the leader of the gods, he'd be so much better than Zeus, well atleast in his mind. Like his father Ares, Deimos has a lot of anger issues, and he gets mad really easily. When he gets very mad, Deimos blows up, not literally, and lets out all of his anger. He also whines and complains when stuff doesn't go his way. Out of the super hero and villian pair, Deimos would defiently be the villian.

Most people wouldn't think this, but Deimos is actually a pretty intellegent guy, and also highly observant. You wouldn't think this, but he has to learn a lot about people before he scares them. Deimos also has to know different ways to scare them. Another thing about Deimos that you wouldn't guess is that he has a softer side. He's afraid of kittens for one, because he feels that something can not simply be that cute and not be evil. Deimos also has his moments where he can have a pretty low self esteem after, someone puts him down for example Ares his father. This is part of the reason why Deimos is such a big bully. He is also very selfish, he hates the idea of sharing. Oh and let's not forget that Deimos doesn't have any manners.

Demios has brown hair, that he always lets grow out to his ears, before he cuts it short again. Normally Deimos will use gel to spike up the front part of his hair. Deimos is very protective of his hair, and he always wants it to be perfect, so he takes really good care of it, which is rather odd. Normally Deimos' eyes are a light blue color, so light that if you look at them from the side you can see through them to the other side. However his eyes constantly change colors, they go from blue to black to gray to red to brown back to blue, and then it repeats, except it doesn't exactly go in that order. Demios is very buff from hours of weight lifting, fighting, and boxing. His arm biceps are absouletly huge, and he also has rather large calf muscules. Not to mention that Deimos has abs. Deimos is actually pretty stall standing at 6'5''. His skin is on the paler side, actually it's really pale compared to some people. Across his body, Deimos has various scars and wounds from his street fights. On his back like smack dab in the middle, Deimos has a large tattoo of a sword. On his upper left arm, he has a skull and cross bones, and on his right arm he has a barbed wire tattoo.

Being a god, Demios has the ability to change his appearance. One of his favorite appearances that he likes changing to his that of a street thug. In this different look, Deimos has greasy black hair, small beady black eyes, tan skin, and large arm muscule, his skin is tan and he is on the shorter side at 5'7''. Deimos also enjoys changing his appearance to scare people. For example, he will change his appearance to make himself look more intimidating. He will also change his appearance to help pick up girls.

Sample Roleplay:

Deimos sits in his Laz-e-boy recliner, and slowly reclines all the way back. He sighs from the feel of comfort, and picks up his television remote. He turns the tv on and starts to flip through the channels. What to watch? He honestly had know idea what was even on tv right now, let alone what he wanted to watch. He comes across a channel showing the WWE fighting and stops browsing. You could never go wrong with watching WWE, never. He sits there staring intently at the screen. It was almost as though he could burn a whole through the screen, he was staring to intently. Just then his stomach starts to growl. He really needed food, but it wasn't commerical, and there was no way he was going to get up and miss any minute of this. Then he gets an idea.

"Phobos" Deimos shouts loudly. He then shuts his mouth and waits for his brother.

Theres a bright flash, as Phobos slowly materializes in front of Deimos. "You called?" he asks his twin brother. Phobos sounded like a servent almost, heck to Deimos, he was pretty much a servent.

"Move you idiot you're blocking the tv"Deimos says angerly to Phobos. He then waits until his brother moves before speaking again. "I'm hungry, and I don't want to get up, because its not commerical and I don't want to miss any of his fight. Go get me food"he says not even looking at his brother. In the back of his mind, he knew he was treating his brother like a servant, but at the moment it didn't occur to Deimos, not that he would care though.

Theres another bright flash as Phobos disappears. Deimos smiles and shifts around, tyring to get comfortable again. Once he's found comfortable position, his main focus once again becomes the televison screen. "Come on, come one, come on. Don't loose you have to win" he says to his television. He stares intentlly until the round is over. He then starts to cheer very loudly. Deimos sure did take his WWE very seriously. Then it cuts to commerical. Once more his stomach growls, where was Phobos with his food?

Just that second, Phobos re-appears in another flash of bright light, this time holding a two litter bottle of Pepsi, and a large meat loves pizza. He sets the food down by Deimos and looks at his brother. "There you go, you owe me jerk"he says to his older twin brother. Then with another flash of light he dissappears.

Not paying attention to what his brother said, Deimos stares at the pizza. He opens the box and grabs a slice. He then holds it up to his mouth and starts to eat. When he's done with that piece he moves on the the next. Sfter a while of devouring his pizza, Deimos turns to his Pepsi. He opens it and takes a large drink of it, straight from the bottle. It's not like he cared or anything, it was his. When the fights come back on, Deimos just sits there eating and watching.

Why do you deserve/ want to roleplay this character:

Well, I'm not really sure if I do deserve to roleplay an amazing character like Deimos. Though If I were to get the chance, I would make sure to use him as much as possible. I would also make sure to be very active. I do think I could deserve to roleplay Deimos because I am a fairly good roleplayer, I try to use as much detail possible, and to make my posts long.

I want to roleplay Deimos because I think he's a fun character. Also, a lot of people don't roleplay the gods, so we need more people to roleplay them. I also want to roleplay Deimos because not a lot of people would want to, or even thik about roleplaying as him. Then besides all of that, I enjoy roleplaying a lot and I think roleplaying a canon would be a lot of fun.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Feb 13, 2013 8:25 pm

Inactive Characters:

Oliver:

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Gender:
Male
Age:
17 years of age
Birthday:
December 21, 1993
Godly Parent :
Nyx, goddess of the night.
Claimed:
Yes, Oliver has been claimed for quite a while now.
Mortal Family:
"They say you're supposed to appreciate your family, because they're the only ones you'll have. For me, it's different. I've had enough families for an eternity, thank you. In fact, I've had enough eternity for an eternity.."
Oliver has had quite a few mortal families, considering his past. They're all the same according to him. However, there are a few that stood out as different from the others. His first father that he remembers. Alexander Smitke. Or his step-mother a few lives back, Yolone Hardridge. But these ones? They're all the same as the others. It's not really anything special.

Gregory Orcan:

"What's to say? He's like every other father I've ever had. They all wonder how I got so smart. Mother never tells them either... Which is simply peculiar. I would tell the man that got me pregnant that their baby has been "alive" for over three-hundred and fifty years. However, despite every father treating me exactly the same, she never does it. Does she think they'll change? Every single parent I've ever had has treated me like a freak. They've never been excited that their child has a higher IQ then they do, it's always the same. There's nothing new to say. I've seen it all,"

Axel Orcan:

"Axel is just like dad. Just another family member. He's my little brother in this life and is loud, obnoxious, and hyper 24/7. He still is, too. I have to say, since I left for camp, not much has changed around home. And there's nothing wrong with checking in sometimes. Even after having so many families, you wonder if your current family ever wonders where you went. I know Axel does, he asks dad about me a lot. But dad always gives the same answer. "He's away at a special boarding school. He'll visit soon I'm sure." Sometimes I wonder if he's even convinced himself of that.."

Anna Orcan:

"Anna is my baby sister. Man...everytime there's always that little sister that I just can't help but adore. Anyways, I know what Anna is like, but since she hasn't seen me since she was a baby, I have to wonder if she even knows who I am. Sometimes I want to leave and visit her, but Camp has never allowed it, and never will. So the best I can do is simply watch from a hidden distance and hope that maybe dad has mentioned me. If not, maybe she's better off that way,"

Years in Camp:
Seven years
Brief History:
Oliver's past is one that's far more complicated than most. Oliver has been cursed since the first day he was born, December 21, 1859. His curse came from his descendant from long, long ago. His name was Sisyphus. Sisyphus, after trying to cheat death, was forced to roll a bolder up a hill, only to watch it fall down, for all eternity. Well it turns out, before Sisyphus was sentenced to his eternal work, he had a child. Hundreds of years later, the very first demigod descendant of Sisyphus was born. Persephone, being outraged that the blood line had survived for so long and now was full of godly blood, sentenced the boy to an eternal suffering as well. Though not in the way that you'd think. Every time Oliver dies, rather than remaining dead, he is thrust back into life. His physical appearance and his first and middle name remain the same in ever life. No matter how many times he dies, he is never able to rest in peace.
"My life? Ha...that's a very, very long story...If you really want to hear it, I guess I should start from the beginning. My very first life."

First Life:

"I guess that maybe my mother decided that I should have another chance at life or something? To be honest, I'm not sure. But this is the first life I can remember and it's where all hell started.
I was born in Italy in the year 1859. Nothing exciting was really happening at the time, at least not that someone my age would notice. Though that doesn't really matter. My father was the only one to raise me. His name was Alexander Smitke. He wasn't anything really special. He was an artisan. He molded pots and wove baskets and sold them in the market to try and buy food for me and my little sister, who was only 4 when I was turning 10. A little bit after my 12th birthday, I came down with a severe case of tuberculosis. I struggled on and off with it for a little over a year. I died four months after I turned 13. Then, I was taken to the Underworld. It was there that I learned who I was, though, at the time, I thought it was a little late.
Sometimes I wonder why I was put into the Fields of Asphodel...I almost feel like they put me there knowing they'd need to grab me quickly and throw back into a body. I spent time there, remembering my life, unlike most of the souls wandering there. It was dark and depressing. Time didn't exist for anyone there. An eternity could feel like one, or it could feel like mere minutes. I wasn't exactly sure how long I was there, but, before I knew it, I was being dragged away. I knew that people got he chance to be reborn, but I thought it was w choice. This was not. My soul, memories and all, were thrown back into another body. Same first and middle name, same mother, same face. At that time, it was the year 1876. I had been in the Underworld for two years."

Second Life:

"My second life was an interesting one. I actually lived long enough to go through puberty and get married and even have a child of my own. The worst thing about having to remember your lives, is having to remember the ones you lost and the ones you loved but can never see again.
In my second life, I was born in England in the year 1874. My name was Oliver Tate Turner at the time. My father was named William Mark Turner and he was a scholar and taught people how to read and write. He died when I was young and my best friend's family at the time took me in. Her name was Penelope Jennings and her parents' names were Maria and Frankfurt Jennings. Penelope and I grew up together starting when I was 9. By 18, I had fallen madly in love with her. She still is the love of my life. I thought 'This is great I got a second chance! This is the woman I was supposed to meet! This is why I was brought back! To find love.' It was cheesy, but it made sense at the time. When I was 21 and she was 20, I asked her to be my wife. She said yes and we married straight away. I was incredibly happy. And that contentment grew when Penelope became pregnant with our first child. A boy we named Matthew Turner. But then rumors started spreading. Someone had discovered an old snapshot of me in my previous life as well as the records of my death. They started calling me a demon. A witch. A sorcerer. I tried to flee, but they threatened my sweet. They threatened my dear Penelope and my little boy. I knew I couldn't continue to live if they died. I went with them and after a trial, I was found guilty of doing illegal magic. And I was hanged for my crimes. I saw my love in the Fields of Asphodel not long after... But she had no memory of me. I watched her soul from afar, wondering if one day she'd remember. But she never did... And my baby boy, Matthew. I never saw him again or knew what became of him. That's my family. Them and no other. I will always be faithful to my dearest Penelope. And I will continue to search for any record of my little boy until the day I die forever."

Third life:

"My third life was incredibly dull. It was 1904 when I was thrust from my peace into the Underworld into the real hell on earth. This time, I was born in Ireland and my name was Oliver Tate Hardridge. I was born to my father and my step-mother, Thomas and Yolone Hardridge. They had immigrated to Ireland from England a few years before I was born. I grew up on a farm, starting out in a depression from losing the love of my lives. My parents were concerned at first. I never spoke much or had any sort of emotion to my way of living. After a while, they just started to think that was my personality. Sometimes I wonder if they ever really knew who I was. Sometimes I wonder that with all of my parents... Do they know that I'm technically old enough to be their great-great-grandfather? Or do they go on thinking I'm completely normal?
Anyways, I grew up on their farm, doing work with the cows and selling the meat and milk we got every year. After my father died, it was just me and my step-mother to care for the barn. She never really did much to begin with, so it was just me. Eventually, she died as well and I inherited the farm, whether I wanted it or not. Though I never married in this life, nor did I have children. I was also the only child, so, eventually, I sold the farm. By then I was 52 and retired. This was the longest I had ever lived, and it was exhausting. I died not long after my retirement at the age of 53. It, like the rest of this life, was a boring death in my sleep."

Fourth life:

"For this life I found myself back in England. At this point, I was tired of being thrown back into life. I didn't want to have a new life anymore, I just wanted to rest in peace. I started to act out, which made my guardians at the time, my father's grandparents, baffled. I didn't listen to anyone and purposefully tried to get myself injured or killed. At the time, I didn't have the guts to do it myself. I tried multiple times, but I could never go through with it. I wanted to, but something just kept holding me back.
By the time I was 18, I was hated by most people in the area. I tried to break laws and harass people, hoping they'd, in self-defense, kill me. Well, after 23 years of trying, my actions proved successful. I shot at a police officer, purposefully missing of course, and, in self-defense, he discharged his weapon straight into my abdomen. It was a quick death, but painful. I was alive for a few minutes, at first in shock, but then realizing that I had been shot.
I spent two years in the Underworld after this life."

Fifth life:

"This was the first life where I was born in America. My name was Oliver Tate Hyell (pronounced "Hill") My family had just moved to New York from Russia before I was born. After three years of living in America, my father and mother had me on American soil, making this the first life as an American citizen. I grew up with my father's Russian accent, though it faded as I grew older. At this point in my lives, I was ready to die and stay dead. I grew up in a depressed state, just wanting to end it all. But I didn't at first because I knew I'd be back. It wouldn't do any good because I'd be reborn. However, after growing up being teased for being Russian, living in a poor family, scavenging for food like a raccoon, and watching both of my parents die, I decided enough was enough. However, my breaking point was my little sister. Every life I'm in seems to have a baby sister that I care for more than myself. Sometimes I wonder if she's reborn too, but then I realize that she's only my half-sister. She was the only thing that was keeping my alive. She was seven and I was sixteen. I couldn't just leave her alone, and I certainly didn't want her to die with me. However, this problem didn't last long. She died a year later in a car crash and I committed suicide at the age of 18. It wasn't very smart, but I just wanted to stay dead. "

Sixth life:

"My sixth life, and current life, has always been an interesting one. Throughout my lifetime, I've watched technology and society grow, thrive and change. This was especially evident during the 90s. Technology like cell phones, computers and televisions boomed in the industry and soon grew more and more detailed with every passing year. My family was, or I suppose is, nice enough. MY dad, my mother, who remains Nyx in every life, my little sister, and my little brother were my family in this life. At this point, I already knew about the curse, had done research on it and knew why I was being punished by Persephone. I had also learned about Camp Half-Blood. I had visited there my previous life, but I left soon after because I knew I didn't want to stay. However, it was wrong of me to try and end my life, despite what I'm being put through. I lived with my father, sister and brother until I was ten but then I soon left for Camp Half-Blood. I never tell anyone my secret, though I have a feeling Chiron does indeed know my secret.
After spending 10 years in Oklahoma, I explained to my father that I knew my mother was a goddess and he sent me off to Camp. My first years were rather dull. I didn't really talk to many people. I'd simply sit and think upon my memories fondly. After never responding to anyone when spoken to, people just began to leave me alone. I did sincerely prefer this. After living for so long and remembering all of it, you learn that everyone is essentially the same...
So now here we are. Stuck in my sixth life. Sometimes it's hard to go back and remember all of this. To remember my dear Penelope and my little baby boy... But I suppose this is part of my past now. No use dwelling on it. "

Physical Appearance:
Oliver does sort of have that "Nyx" appearance about him. Dark hair, dark eyes, foreboding expression. The usual. Oliver stands at about 5'10" in height, being in the average height for males now-a-days. Sometimes he yearns to be taller, but the wishes fade quickly. Oliver has a slightly muscular, though not particularly buff, figure. He has muscles, mostly in his arms, though they aren't particularly defined there or anywhere else. Oliver's hands and feet are both quite large and the few people that do say something to him will usually point out these oversized extremities.
Oliver has shortly cropped black hair. It curls a bit in some places but usually remains more spiky than anything. Oliver almost always keeps his hair short, since he never has to do any work to it. Oliver has large sideburns that reach to almost the bottom of his ear. He has slight facial hair, mostly on his chin, but other than that remains baby smooth. Oliver has dark, thick eyebrows. They remain nicely shaped naturally and are often knit together in a thoughtful expression.
Oliver has an oval shaped face. His chin comes to a dull, rounded point that leads into his slanted jaw lines. Rather than having the masculine, manly square jaw line, Oliver has a more feminine bone structure as far as his facial features go. This doesn't really bother him much anymore, though it used to. Oliver has a medium sized, almost pixie-like nose that curves upward at the tip. His lips are also a bit more feminine than most, though this doesn't make Oliver any less attractive. He simply looks "pretty" rather than "manly" and after so long, his appearance no longer bothers him much.
Oliver's eyes are framed by thin, dark lashes. His irises are dark brown, almost pure black in color. Unless you shine a light directly in them, you can't tell the difference between iris and pupil. His eyes often appear to show his entire past in them, since Oliver has never been good at hiding his emotions. His face can remain emotionless, but his eyes tell his entire story.
Oliver, throughout all of his lives, has always dressed in the "modern" clothing of that time period. Back in the 1800s it was coats and dress pants and then as time went on it became more and more casual as well as being acceptable to wear jeans. Oliver now wears button up shirts, usually with the top buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a pair of jeans and one of the only pairs of shoes that he was able to find that actually fit his feet, his black, hightop converse. Oliver tends to wear darker colors, grays, black, blues etc. He doesn't want to stand out, so he simply tries to blend in with the shadows. Oliver also has size 12 gauges, though he doesn't plan on going larger than 12, simply because he believes they start to look tacky and overdone.
Personality:
Oliver has a very reserved personality. He remains generally quiet, doesn't talk to many people, and prefers to keep to himself. Oliver also prefers to be alone and tends to slunk away into the shadows. Even if someone talks to him, he'll hardly ever reply back. If, by chance, he does give a reply, it will simply be a small sentence and then he'll walk away.
Oliver tends to keep to himself. He doesn't enjoy people, talking, crowds or anything having to do with other beings around him or attempting to interact with him. He can easily be described as a wall flower and someone who enjoys being on the outside. This reserved personality, for one reason or another, attracts girls to him like bees to honey. They believe him to be mysterious and troubled, though why he is unsure. Perhaps it's because he's a man of few words? Or maybe it's the dark hair... Either way, Oliver tries to avoid girls like this as much as possible since he doesn't like the attention.
Oliver is one to try and blend in and fade into the background. He doesn't like attention. He doesn't like being focused on. That being said, Oliver has never been good at speaking in public. If people are focused on him, all he wants to do is stop talking and fade into the shadows. This may cause Oliver to be described as shy, but he isn't. He has no problem talking if he has to, but he doesn't like to and doesn't like to be the center of attention.
Oliver is polite, gentlemanly, and chivalrous. Since he was born in an older time period, Oliver simply learned how to be polite and act like a gentleman. Opening doors for people, saying thank you, the little things that people now-a-days don't really take the time to do. He also moves at a slower pace. Oliver doesn't rush here, rush there, rush everywhere mentality that modern people do. He takes his time, sees the sights, and moves at a slower speed than the rest of the world. Because of this polite, chivalrous, gentlemanly personality, girls often continue to find him attractive.
Oliver is loyal. Although it may be hard for Oliver to allow you to become his friend, once you are, he's always there for you. Through thick and thin he'll do whatever he can to help you no matter what. His loyalty is a redeeming quality of himself that he often takes for granted.
Oliver has a kind heart. Oliver always believe in second chances, since he is, indeed, the living proof of second, third, and fourth chances. This plus his kind nature to accept anyone to matter what they look like, act like, or what they're dealing with gives him the kind, generous heart that he's been told he has. Penelope always used to tell him he was "sensitive", but Oliver never understood her meaning.
Despite the rough, calloused, reserve, and often cynical exterior, Oliver had a kind, sweet, polite, generous, and all around good tempered nature about him that, though it's hidden deep inside, is still there to this day. It may take some work to reach after all of his loss and his "I'm indifferent" facade, but once you are able to dig down deep enough and earn enough of his trust you will have a friend for life, or maybe even longer.
Fatal Flaw:
Oliver's fatal flaw is how he always dwells on his past. He travels back into his memories, remembering happy times in his lives and yearning to go back. He's stuck in the past rather than realizing he's in the present.
Pets:
Oliver doesn't have any pets.
Talents:
Rather than being extremely powerful after being "alive" for so long, Oliver's fighting and combat abilities remain rather limited and weak considering how long he's had to master them. The thing about being reborn is that you aren't just born with your skills in that past life. You have to relearn for to speak, write, and use combat methods, handle weapons, and learn your special abilities. While one may remember how to do certain things, they have to start from square one. Only memories remain. So, rather than being immensely talented, Oliver has to start over with every new life and after so many years to relearning, Oliver got tired of learning so abilities he may have had in the past he has yet to teach himself to execute now.

Weaponry:

Shadow-Based Powers:

Weapons:
Oliver, since his third life, has hidden a spear near where his past life's body was buried. Every new life, when he gets the chance, he travels to that spot and digs up the spear so that he can continue to use it. The spear has a mixture of birch wood and oak wood handle and a celestial bronze tip. Oliver has different sets of tips for his spear. One that injects poison, one that acts as a lighter of sorts and ignites what it hits, and one that freezes what it hits. He doesn't use these special tips much, since he does have a limited number of them. Usually Oliver uses his normal tip.
Other:
Oliver is not open for dibs.

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Subject: Re: The A-Team Sat Feb 16, 2013 1:19 pm

ACCEPTED

bravo dear

ty cookie

Subject: Re: The A-Team Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:47 pm

Notice

I am planning on updating my characters and getting rid of a few. If it works out I should be making five new characters. So just a heads up guys.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Wed Apr 10, 2013 7:59 pm

accepted through pm (:

you know, the blind charrie

Subject: Re: The A-Team Fri Apr 12, 2013 7:52 am

Oh! Oh I wanna adopt Victoria please! I've always wanted a daughter of Chaos, but I'm to lazy to make one...

Subject: Re: The A-Team Fri Apr 12, 2013 8:37 am

First off, thank you for commenting in my topic. No sarcasm.

Secondly, Victoria is ACTIVE. What makes you think that she's up for adoption?

Thirdly, don't reply to any of this here. Also I will leave this up a bit before asking someone to delete it.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Sat May 11, 2013 11:34 pm

Dashiell Xavier "Dash" Parker has been added. You should really accept him. xD

Subject: Re: The A-Team Sat May 11, 2013 11:58 pm

Dash is accepted.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Sun May 12, 2013 4:38 pm

Calvin Roberts has been added, and is awaiting acceptance.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Sun May 12, 2013 4:59 pm

accepted, yo

Subject: Re: The A-Team Mon May 13, 2013 2:30 pm

Arthur Noah Price, is awaiting acceptance.

Subject: Re: The A-Team Mon May 13, 2013 2:36 pm

accepted!

» we're on each other's team;;
» there's no 'i' in team.
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