Half-Bloods
Name: Christopher Daimon
Age/Birthday: 16
6/24/1995
Gender: Male
God Parent: Athena
Claimed: Yes
Mortal Family: Father: Roland Daimon
Age: 42
Occupation: Chemical Engineering
Sister: Kyanna Daimon
Age: 19
Occupation: College/Martial Arts
Years in Camp: 2
Physical Appearance: 
A mild aura of danger seems to emanate from the young man. Piercing blue eyes, goldenrod hair that, although kept, seems only to accentuate the, "Thrill" he seems to emanate. A masculine jaw outlines his features as thin lips curl upwards in a mischevious grin. His clothing is often abornally light, various beaters, custom "made" camp shirts and athletic shorts make up the large majority of his wardrobe. It is very clear that he has muscle, though not overly so, sinewy, robust muscle that looks as though he could run a the Tour de France and then still have enough energy left over to swim the English Channel. Standing at about 5'11, he is not overly imposing, yet, he is undeniably intimidating, especially with Tempeste in his hands.The weapons masqurade themselves as a flashlight, however, upon flipping the "on" switch, they transform into their weapon forms. Why a flashlight? Well, the gods work in strange ways, yes?
Brief History: As per usual, an unsuspecting mortal of particular attractiveness, whether it be power, personality or simply appearance, is wooed by a god/goddess. This case wasn't any different, though Roland may have pieced together the truth together a bit faster than most. He soon became the proud father of a strikingly blue eyed boy, but, from a very early age one could tell he was special. No, it absolutely had nothing to do with the fact that he knew how to read, write and speak at around five months old, can't all babies do that? The child was extraordinarily hyperactive to his fathers surprise, Christopher's sister was NEVER quite so rambunctious. I mean, most kids couldn't figure out how to make coffee at age 3, let me rephrase... Most kids didn't have ready access to coffee at age 3, I wonder if that had anything to do with his hyperactivity?
The boy was a downright handful until about age 6. He seemed to manage to put a handle on his extra energy, at such a young age he had already mastered the art of distracting himself! Jokes aside, he was able to focus this excess energy into more productive things, mathematics, science, art, literature. Except that last one, though you may attribute that to his Dyslexia.
Around this time, his sister saw fit to start "teaching" him in the "sacred" art of "Martial Arts". This pretty much attributed to getting kicked in the face half a dozen times a day, and various... Other... Training methods... One day, his sister had taken it just a smidgen to far... So, what did our faithful hero, Christopher the Dyslexic 2nd grader, do?! He picked up a stick... Then another stick, wielding the two "weapons" as if they were swords. Almost out of instinct he proceeded to... Get the living crap beaten out of him, but he managed to scratch his sister so it counted as a win in his mind. However, one good thing came out of this day, from that moment on he swore he would learn how to fight with two weapons, an art that few people can hope to keep their fingers in one piece with, and even fewer can master.
The boy had now reached the age of 14, strange occurrences plagued his every day life... Today, talking plants... That was a one to be sure, however, thanks to his battle-axe of a sister.. He was ready for most of these... Oddities, if you will. He narrowed his eyes and reached for his back pocket, his fingers twitching as he waited for his opponent to make its first move. And then, it lashed out, the boy yanked the nail clippers from his pocket and proceeded to slowly clip the... Plant? To death! What a glorious victory! Jokes aside, the boy had finally had enough, he was through endangering his family and friends with these strange happenings. Never again would they have to worry about giant fish monsters attacking the goldfish! Apparently these fish monsters were tabby cats, but Christopher knew them for what they really were!
With that, he set out, using whatever money he had spent to take a cab to... Somewhere in the city, he really had no idea where he was going, he figured he would just... Go.
The air was tense in the taxi, as if the driver were waiting for something to happen. After what seemed like an hour, the boy finally caught a glimpse of the driver's visage... Err... Were taxi drivers supposed to have snakes for hair? For a moment, the young man sat there, dumbfounded until he finally realized that it would probably be for the best if he jumped out the side of the car. Landing with a gentle tumble he quickly snapped to his feet and bolted away, running for his life! Adrenaline kicked in, and he found himself running for what seemed to be upwards of hours, and as he turned his head to see if his pursuer was still on his tail he collided with something. As Chris opened his eyes he realized he had a boy, no younger than himself, pinned under himself. Well, a tin can was hanging partly out of his mouth. A mushroom can to be specific, as a matter of fact, the son of Athena could see the mushrooms a few feet off, completely ignored and forgotten. Poor canned food.
However... If mushroom-can boy weren't enough, hissing suddenly rang through the boys ears, the taxi driver from hell had returned, but this time, Chris would fight! He rose to his feet, loosening his entire body and entering into his best and favorite stance. He would protect the strange boy as best he could, even if it meant fighting a weird snake lady thing. The woman drew nearer and nearer, and then....
Thwack!
And Christopher fell to the ground, unconscious. Didn't see that coming, did ya?
When the boy had come to, he awoke at a very strange place. A... Summer camp? So... First, it was a plant thing... Then a freaky snake lady... Then mushroom can boy... And now summer camp... Of course... Everything soon became clear to the son of.. Well... Athena apparently, as he made his home at camp. He visited his family of course, informed them of exactly what happened, and being thoroughly shocked to find out that his entire family, IE his sister and father, weren't surprised. He was only supposed to stay for the summer, but, despite how much his heart yearned to see his family, their safety was a much higher priority than his happiness, so, he stayed.
Personality: As is a common trait amongst Demigods, Christopher is incredibly caring and understanding of his fellow's plight. He knows all too well the dangers of being the son or daughter of a godly figure, he knows all too well the sacrifices that must be made in order to ensure the safety of that which you hold dear. This particular demigod will go to great lengths to befriend you, to help ease the burden that you were forced to carry. Of course, there are those who don't view their abilities as a burden, Christopher is one of them, still, there is always that wisp of thought.
What if I had been born, normal?Some may think of Chris as emotionally distant, in his years at the camp he has very seldom ever shared his feelings, goals, or other such personal matters with anybody. His thought is, people have enough problems of their own, why should he further the weight on their shoulders by having them worry about the things that he himself should be dealing with? However, if you manage to truly work your way into his heart, you would be surprised by just how much he is willing to share with you.
As the popular saying goes, he is stubborn as a mule. His thoughts and opinions are extremely hard to change without completely shattering whatever evidence he has to support his arguments. While people have actually managed to change his mind on a matter, it seldom happens, and Chris would rather keep it that way. This trait, however, allows him to train for extended periods of time without stopping. He would not allow the protests of his body to sway his decisions, he would not allow them to prevent him from growing stronger.
To others, Chris would seem extremely flirtatious, though if one could see inside of his mind you could tell just how distant he was. Almost everything is an attempt for him to gain more knowledge or insight. An attempt to know everything that goes on in the camp. As such, he will try everything in his power to draw out your secrets, using his honeycombed words and well kept appearance to his advantage.
He is a trifle cocky, being the son of a Athena has granted him a very powerful mind and a thirst for learning that is virtually unquenchable. However, when he formulates a certain idea or strategy, it is very clear that he believes his idea is flawless.
There are, of course, other traits that will at times make themselves apparent, but the aforementioned four are the main aspects of his personality. By no means is Chris a knight in shining armor, in fact, Chris is the person who would sit there arguing about how that is a horrible stereotype! Arguing on and on about how most knights didn't even truly follow the code that was set in place! Screw knights! Ninjas are where its at!
Fatal Flaw: Much too willing to sacrifice himself for another. He is overly studious and it is very common for him to over-analyze a situation.
Most of all... Arrogance.
Pets: He had a fish at one point...
Talents: In moments of combat, his mind LITERALLY goes into overdrive. Time seems to slow down, and adrenaline flows through his veins at an almost dangerous level as he enters into a state of hyper-focus. His normally studies hazel hues lose all color, and all that is left is the white Sclera. In that time of tension he is faster, stronger... Deadlier. However, this comes at a cost. If he isn't careful, the very fibers of his muscles will begin to unravel and his body will begin to self-destruct. When these life or death situations have ended, his eyes return to a heavily blood-shot state, and he will be incredibly dazed for a short period of time. This ability only activates when the body senses that it is in GRAVE danger, and Chris hasn't yet been able to enter this state of his own free will.
Martial Arts
Dexterous
Astute
Weapons: Tempeste Celestial Bronze Sword & Dagger combo.
Year-Round Other: N/A at the moment.
Subject: Hadoland's characters 
Sat Oct 29, 2011 4:47 pm
