Inferno's Characters

"The Commando"
Name: Brandon Mathias
Age/Birthday: 18. Born January 22.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Ares
Mortal Parent: Sharon Mathias
Years in Camp: 3

Brief History: Brandon Mathias was born in Calgary Alberta, after Ares met Sharon Mathias, a Canadian Army corporal. Ellen's frequent field duty made her neglect personal hygiene, and as a result her body odour helped mask Brandon from monsters until age 15. Up until the day hellhounds attacked his home, Brandon had a reasonably good life, playing various sports and practicing martial arts. His athleticism, and his mother, helped him escape to Camp Half-Blood.

Physical Appearance: At 6'5", 230 pounds, Brandon Mathias is a broad-shouldered, powerfully built guy with brown hair, a beard and blue eyes. He has ripped arms, strong legs, six-pack abs and chiseled pectorals that come from a lifetime of athleticism and working out, and just being Ares' son. He wears light armour under camouflage jackets and army pants most of the time, with heavy combat boots.

Personality: Like most sons of Ares, Brandon loves weapons. However, since his mother was a soldier, Brandon likes firearms and modern war machines far better than blades and chariots. He thinks that Camp Half-Blood should find a way to switch completely to guns loaded with celestial bronze, and begin to use magicked attack helicopters and armoured cars. Brandon has a hot temper and can be stubborn. On the other hand, he is incredibly loyal and will always stand up for his friends and what he believes in, not backing down from monsters, gods or Titans. Excepting Thalia Grace, Brandon dislikes the Hunters for their views against men, but actually shares their desire not to marry, as he views relationships as a liability.

Fatal flaw: Stubbornness. Sometimes anger can blind him from seeing what really needs to be done, but at these times he is hard to talk down.
Pets: None
Talents: Brandon Mathias has been taught Muay Thai since age 6. Add to that his experience with a few other martial arts such as karate, Krav Maga and judo, and you've got a powerful unarmed combatant. He's even better with a sword or axe in his hands, able to hold his own against multiple opponents. He doesn't quite beat Apollo kids when it comes to marksmanship, but is still a good shot with firearms and bows. Brandon's a talented ice hockey player, and his athleticism is just about pro level. Furthermore, Brandon is prone to adrenaline rushes that boost his physical abilities to superhuman levels for short periods.
Weapons: Brandon's primary weapon of choice is a modified AR-15 assault rifle equipped with a foregrip, an ACOG scope and compatibility with celestial bronze rounds. He also possesses a .44 Magnum Colt Anaconda revolver, a .50 AE Desert Eagle, a tactical knife that is shaped like a military blade rather than a Greek dagger, and a two-handed, double-bladed battle axe that collapses into an aerosol can. After meeting Magnus Starkweather, Brandon has acquired an M1014 tactical shotgun and a SIG P226R pistol. His combat kit also includes a Kevlar vest and piecemeal bronze armour that is worn under his clothing, giving the impression that he's even more muscular than he really is. Finally, he often employs a magic backpack to put his weapons in.
Other: Brandon's family vehicle is a GMC C4500 pickup truck. It is parked at camp, and he uses it whenever necessary.

Good job for a first timer, Accepted

"The Friendly Neighbourhood Sniper"
Name: Christopher Talbot
Age/Birthday: 17. Born March 10.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Apollo
Mortal Parent: Erin Talbot
Years in Camp: 5

Brief History: Chris Talbot was born in New York City, to Apollo and an amateur basketball player. Shortly after his birth, Erin Talbot moved to Toronto in hopes of joining a Canadian league. While his mother pursued her basketball career, Chris however developed an interest in biathlon and hockey, competing in both from age 7 until age 12, when dracanae attacked the hockey rink where he was playing one Friday night. Chris famously hit one of the monsters in the head with a slapshot, saving one of his friends. From there, satyrs quickly converged on the scene and took Chris to Camp Half-Blood. He goes out to visit his now-retired mom whenever possible.

Physical Appearance: Despite his mother being a 6'2" basketball player, Chris was never a very tall person, eventually standing an average 5'11". At 185 pounds though, he is well muscled and solidly built from intensive regular exercise at camp. Chris has crew-cut blond hair, brown eyes and light skin. His features are sharp, hawkish and could be perceived as handsome.

Personality: Chris Talbot is generally a happy, laid-back guy. He does not often get angry, instead looking to try and resolve conflicts among his fellow campers when they arise. Having said that though, Chris is not shy and does make his thoughts heard. His idealism has made him a real voice around camp. But despite everything though, there are times when Chris does not have the tact called for by sensitive situations-he is by nature, somewhat lacking in the area.

Fatal flaw: Idealism. Chris' views of the world are at times, too perfect or too impractical. Occasionally he must be reminded that hard sacrifices do need to be made.
Pets: None
Talents: Chris Talbot is a crack shot with virtually any projectile-guns, bows, darts, basketballs and hockey pucks. He has hit a bulls-eye from over 2 miles away with a scoped rifle, and can launch arrows like a Hunter of Artemis. Chris is also a black belt in karate, good with a sword and knows how to drive both a car and a chariot very well. He is a skilled hockey player, an expert skier and naturally fast.
As a son of Apollo, Chris also has burgeoning healing abilities and powers of light. However, he is just learning to heal, and his light abilities are currently limited.
Weapons: Chris has started to buy into Brandon Mathias' views that Camp Half-Blood should "modernize" it's arsenal, using an MP5K submachine gun loaded with bronze as his primary weapon. Chris also possesses a scoped hunting rifle, a bow and quiver of specialty arrows. When things get up close and personal, he pulls out his twin swords that collapse into their hilts.
Other: N/A

He seems Gary-Sue ish.

Blue Bunny wrote:

He seems Gary-Sue ish.

Gave him an actual tact problem.

You just made him seem like he's perfect at everything he does, and his personality is too non-realistic.

Blue Bunny wrote:

You just made him seem like he's perfect at everything he does, and his personality is too non-realistic.

Still so? I made some changes, and now I think there's nothing wrong with being laid-back and idealistic, while also having a kind of a tact problem.

Okay, fine. And you don't have to Quote everything I say. I know what post of mine you're talking about.

Approved then, and understood.

Nice, another Canadian in the forums, that makes, maybe 10 :P

"The Lone Gunslinger"
Name: Samuel Anders
Age/Birthday: 16. Born July 4.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hades
Mortal Parent: Carmen Anders
Years in Camp: 1

Brief History: Samuel Anders was born on the Fourth of July in Sioux City, Iowa. His mother, Carmen Anders was emotionally devastated by the departure of Morpheus, but she tried to hide it from her son in the form of increased "business trips" and drinking. Left on his own for most of his life with a not-so-responsible babysitter, Sam often took long excursions around his suburb. There he learned street smarts by himself, climbing around playgrounds to increase physical capability, getting into scuffles with other kids and experimenting with minor theft. Finally at age 14, the monsters came for him, breaking into his house and forcing him to run. Sam's experiences came in very handy, allowing him to fend off monsters in unorthodox ways. He hitch-hiked towards New York for a year and braved the mean streets of every city he arrived at. Strange, conflicting dreams tormented Sam every step of the way, causing him to question his own identity and granting him mysterious new abilities. Finally he was found by a satyr in Boston and brought to Camp Half-Blood, but so far nobody has been able to do anything about his memory.

Physical Appearance: Sam Anders is a lanky, muscular guy. He stands at 6'1", weighs 194 pounds and is quite ripped. He has dark hair, pale skin and brown eyes that have been described as "an endless, questioning pit." His stare can be very unnerving. Sam prefers clothes that remind him of the street, such as beaten-up old jackets and tattered jeans. He hardly wears the Camp Half-Blood t-shirt on the grounds that it is rather new.

Personality: Years on the mean side of society have shaped Sam into a tough, streetwise young man. He does not take nonsense from anyone and is very grounded, always looking for the most practical and straightforward approach. Due to his nightmares, Sam has hardened into an emotional rock, laconic and dark. He doesn't talk too much, and when he does it's in a mutter, not a clear voice. Sam is also completely unsympathetic, somewhat morbid, rather pessimistic and occasionally bipolar. Specific things said under specific circumstances will instantly send him into a rage, during which he is constantly yelling and difficult to reason with. It remains to be seen whether his true nature, buried under a shell of emotional turmoil, is just or evil.

Fatal flaw: Cruelty. Past experiences and abuse have caused Sam to become dark, accepting that life isn't fair and fully willing to have said unfairness happen to others. Sam is so calculating that his fellow campers don't mean much to him. Where Percy Jackson would destroy the world to save a friend, Sam would sacrifice millions for the world he thinks is right.
Pets: Luckily for the animals, no.
Talents: Samuel Anders is what teenagers would call a ninja. He is highly skilled in parkour and can run, jump, vault and swing his way through most suburban areas and obstacle courses with ease. Plus, he is a deadly street fighter, able to take down multiple assailants, and skilled enough with weapons to teach himself a unique and difficult reversed sword grip.
As a son of Hades, Sam is able to raise, interact with and command the dead. He has some control over the earth (able to create tremors, manipulate rocks and open fissures with effort). Sam is already quite skilled at the manipulation of shadow, using it to hide in and attack with, and is well on his way to mastering his other skills.
Weapons: Sam wields a Colt Commando carbine loaded with bronze, plus as a pair of stolen Beretta 92FS pistols, modified by the Hephaestus cabin to fire bronze as well. He also has a four-foot sword that turns into a crowbar, and a combat knife.
Other: Sam's motorcycle is a 2008 Honda Fireblade, acquired through a mix of legal and illegal means.

Accepted

"The Generalist"
Name: Malcolm Reed
Age/Birthday: 20. Born August 9.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Athena
Mortal Parent: Richard Reed
Years in Camp: 10

Brief History: Malcolm Reed hails from Glasgow, Scotland, when Athena met military historian Richard Reed. Richard was a wealthy man, and his style of fathering was very academic. Malcolm was well on his way to becoming a bookworm historian just like his father, until the family mansion was besieged by monsters on the night of his tenth birthday. Hellhounds and dracanae overwhelmed the Reed family's private security, but not before Richard snuck Malcolm out of the house under the protection of his butler and one guard. The latter's hygiene problem kept Malcolm hidden from pursuing monsters until they reached Glasgow Airport. There, the butler and the guard were ambushed by an empousa, but Malcolm was found by a disguised satyr and brought stateside to Camp Half-Blood, where he has stayed ever since, leaving his old life behind.

Physical Appearance: Malcolm stands 6'0" and weighs 188 pounds. He has slick, longish blond hair, gray eyes that do not betray any emotion and a decent-looking face. He is built like a runner, limber and moderately muscular. Malcolm is almost always wearing semi-formal clothing, such as a dress shirt and slacks, unless on a quest or in battle.

Personality: Malcolm Reed is a know-it-all. He's loved research and learning new things since early childhood, and upon coming to Camp Half-Blood has amassed a broad general knowledge of anything from dinosaurs to airplanes to geography. If he was raised by his father his whole life, Malcolm would surely have become a pure academic, but being at Camp Half-Blood has shaped him into an athletic, practical man as well. Malcolm is brutally honest and sports a perpetually cool demeanor-he hardly ever gets emotional or angry. While this helps him remain calm in stressful situations, it also makes him much less sensitive to the feelings of others. In short, although Malcolm is okay with social situations, he is not really a 'people' person.

Fatal flaw: Hubris. Like many children of Athena, Malcolm sometimes believes he is capable of improbable things. His normally rational and logical thought processes can be skewed by deadly pride on occasion.
Pets: None.
Talents: Malcolm Reed is a top-notch strategist, capable of analyzing any given combat scenario and producing a solid plan of action. These skills also make him exceptional at chess, checkers, backgammon and similar strategy games. Malcolm is also a skilled judo practitioner, experienced with melee weapons (especially the spear), a well-rounded athlete and decent with missile weapons.
Weapons: Malcolm has a chess knight that turns into a bronze spear, a king that produces a short sword, and a rook that doubles as a shield. He also wields a Mossberg 500 shotgun that fires bronze.
Other: Malcolm drives an Audi A6 whenever he needs to leave camp.

Accepted.

"The Willis Tower"
Name: Jerrod Willis
Age/Birthday: 19. Born October 31.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hermes
Mortal Parent: Susan Willis
Years in Camp: 9.

Brief History: Jerrod Willis was born in Chicago to Susan Willis, a lower middle-class mom. Susan was a bike courier by day, a gas station attendant by night and occasionally a waitress in order to support herself and her eventual two sons (Jerrod's brother Jeremy was born 4 years after him). Due to poor financial conditions, Jerrod and Jeremy were forced to endure substandard living conditions in their early childhood. Things got worse when Jerrod was 10, as the family was attacked by a Cyclops in an alley. This coincided with a mugging attempt by two gangsters, adding to the chaos. Susan sacrificed herself to buy time so her two sons could escape, and it was incredibly lucky for them a satyr happened to be nearby. Jerrod has never really gotten over the death of his mother but has coped remarkably well.

Physical Appearance: Jerrod's most striking physical attribute is his stature, which has led his brother to nickname him "The Willis Tower" after Chicago's tallest building. At 6'6", he looks down at most other people, and his long, lanky build makes him seem even taller than he is. Weighing 175 pounds, Jerrod does have some muscle on him, but he is generally quite lean. Jerrod has longish brown hair styled in a mullet. He has a handsome face, and his soft hazel eyes are generally liked by girls.

Personality: In stark contrast to the stereotype of a tall, athletic guy, Jerrod is quiet, easygoing and calm. He speaks in a slightly softer voice than most other people, and is a man of few words. Despite being a son of Hermes, Jerrod despises the idea of stealing and has never done it. He has a firm moral code, but his passive nature can make him seem like a bit of a pushover, and often it also prevents him from asserting himself effectively (ironic considering his stature). Jerrod is a real gentle giant, liking to avoid confrontation (though he will fight when necessary and does accept sparring challenges from others with a little prodding). He loves nature and animals, and sits outside his cabin staring at the stars for an hour every night. Jerrod likes to go with the flow and blend into the background, but his good looks betray him in that area by attracting girls. Which is all the worse, because when relationships are involved, Jerrod is incredibly shy.

Fatal flaw: Jerrod's haunted past has left a subdued though permanent scar in his mind. This prevents him from being as emotionally strong as he could, and when under extreme duress, he might crumble.
Pets: A small gecko named George.
Talents: Just like a son of Hermes should be, Jerrod Willis is a jack of all trades. He is a decent swordfighter, has experience with martial arts, a good basketball player, an adequate mechanic and average with projectile weapons. One of his largest talents is fencing. His long reach is a definite plus, and ability to strike with speed and precision are excellent. Jerrod wholly incorporates fencing into his sword style, keeping enemies at bay and exploiting the smallest chinks in their defenses. Finally, Jerrod is amazingly agile, sneaky and light on his feet for such a tall guy, which makes him a skilled thief, though he never steals.
Weapons: Jerrod has a bronze rapier and a bronze saber that both turn into lapel pins. He uses the rapier to fence and the saber for more conventional strikes. Jerrod has a magicked duffel bag that stores all his personal belongings. He's also acquired a MAC-10 machine pistol modified to fire bronze by the Hephaestus smiths, but he gives this to his brother Jeremy every other day.
Other: When he has a moment to himself, Jerrod will quietly repeat his mother's name over and over, while stroking his pet gecko, George.

"The Handsome Ne'er-do-well"
Name: Jeremy Willis
Age/Birthday: 15. Born November 9.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Hermes
Mortal Parent: Susan Willis
Years in Camp: 9

Brief History: Like his brother Jerrod, four years his senior, Jeremy Willis was born in the Windy City to a lower-middle class mom, Susan Willis. Jeremy endured a poor lifestyle up until age 6, but got along admirably. When the family was attacked by a Cyclops and muggers simultaneously, it was Jeremy who stole one of the muggers' machine pistols. After being relocated to Camp Half-Blood, he has recovered from his mother's death better than his brother and is now a confident teen.

Physical Appearance: At 5'8", Jeremy is a full ten inches shorter than Jerrod, very strange considering they are brothers. He is also rather light, at 134 pounds. Built like a gymnast, Jeremy is thin, lithe and flexible, with light muscle and very little fat on his frame. Jeremy's eyes are a piercing green that seems to demand attention by itself, unlike Jerrod's hazel irises. The two brothers both have longish brown hair, but Jeremy has dyed his darker than Jerrod. He has pale skin, a soft mouth and a very handsome face.

Personality: Jeremy's personality is the polar opposite of his brother's. Where Jerrod is quiet and passive, Jeremy is loud and fun-loving. He is mischievous and loves to prank his fellow campers, as well as steal their belongings just to prove he can. He is charming, and flirts with girls all the time. Jeremy is also very much the ne'er-do-well, taking daredevil risks and bending the rules for fun on a regular basis. Despite this, he is not a bad kid and is quite sincere deep down-that core is simply surrounded by a carefree and attention-seeking shell.

Fatal flaw: Irresponsibility. Jeremy has a hard time knowing when to quit his pranks and take things seriously, which can lead to unfortunate accidents and arguments with those around him.
Pets: None.
Talents: Jeremy can do everything from boosting cars to cheating at cards. He seems to be naturally lucky, almost always winning at games of chance. He is trained in swordfighting, hand-to-hand combat, is a skilled knife thrower and a swift runner, but his largest talent is agility. Jeremy is nearly a world class gymnast, able to vault, swing, leap and contort his body with the best of them. He can land on his feet like a cat and is extremely stealthy, making him an exceptional thief.
Weapons: Jeremy has a magic lapel pin that produces a three-foot sword, but his favourite weapons are his ten loaded die. When the word gambit is uttered and combined with a conscious thought from Jeremy, any die in his hands will turn into daggers. Jeremy can either throw the daggers with great precision or use them in close combat. When the word gambit is uttered a second time, the daggers will revert to die, and any misplaced die will roll back to Jeremy if he is less than 30 feet away. Last, Jeremy shares a MAC-10 machine pistol with his brother.
Other: The Willis brothers' car is a 2010 Honda Civic. It's legally owned by Jerrod, but Jeremy likes to take it for a spin.

Jackson Rathbone? xD

IT'S JASPER.

I'll take it both these guys are accepted.

Mmh. Their good.

"Thunder Hawk"
Name: Magnus Starkweather
Age/Birthday: 18. Born May 30.
Gender: Male
God Parent: Zeus
Mortal Parent: Rachel Starkweather
Years in Camp: 4

Brief History: Magnus Starkweather was born on Memorial Day in Houston. His mother, Rachel, attracted Zeus by being a strong-willed Cabinet member and a board member of Xe LLC, a private military company. She used her political knowledge and ambition to construct a solid reputation for herself and rise through the ranks, becoming Secretary of Defense when Magnus was only three. Due to this, Magnus himself has a few connections within the American military-industrial complex. Rachel's salary afforded herself and her son a luxurious and safe lifestyle on the outskirts of Houston. Even when the Starkweather mansion was attacked by multiple giants and hellhounds, security personnel from Xe ensured that Rachel survived and Magnus was kept away from danger. During the bedlam, Magnus was separated from his bodyguards and was forced to flee into the city, where he was found by a satyr and brought to camp.

Physical Appearance: Magnus Starkweather is 6'3", 245 pounds and built like an NFL linebacker, with broad shoulders, a thick body, ripped arms, big abs and powerful legs. He has a bit of a large belly, like many football players. However he is actually able to sprint quite well. Magnus has brown eyes, a cleft chin, a large nose and somewhat chunky facial features. His brown hair is often gelled so it's spiky. He likes to wear biker or military-style outfits.

Personality: Magnus is a loud, outgoing, headstrong man. He likes being the centre of attention, though he would never get that attention by committing any type of criminal activity. In fact, Magnus has strong ideals of morality and does not hesitate to uphold them. On the flip side, he can be very hardheaded. His loud, fast-paced lifestyle makes him less sensitive to emotions and other people's feelings. Magnus also has an arrogant streak that comes and goes. He tends to think of himself as Mr. Big Shot and others as merely his equals, occasionally lower. He hates losing and will break rules to get something done in a way he believes is more practical and effective. Despite all of that though, Magnus can be a loyal friend and never backs down from doing the right thing in the end.

Fatal flaw: Pride. Magnus can get full of himself, and when he does, it's hard for him to admit his own faults or that his way is not the best way.
Pets: None
Talents: Magnus' control over lightning has become very powerful. The intensity of his bolts vary from knocking a person out to blowing a hole in a reinforced concrete wall. He can also sustain bursts of fork lightning that chain off conductive materials that they hit. On the other hand, Magnus' wind manipulation abilities are mediocre at best, and he has very little control over weather. He has also received extensive military training, being able to identify and use a wide variety of firearms, pilot helicopters and form tactically sound methods of combat. Magnus is a formidable mixed martial artist and swordsman, able to fend off multiple opponents. He's a well-rounded athlete and has been using a classified drug developed by the upper echelons of Xe LLC to amplify his physical abilities to near-superhuman levels.
Weapons: Magnus has a large stash of firearms, most of them able to fire both celestial bronze and conventional rounds. His preferred weapons are an H&K G36K assault rifle, a gold-plated Desert Eagle and a Winchester Model 1887 shotgun. Magnus keeps an M249 machine gun in his Hummer H1, 'just in case.' His magicked shoulder holster is able to hold any gun, but guns only. His melee weapons are a pair of double-bladed hand axes that turn into keychains, and two tactical knives.
Other: When not at camp, Magnus operates as the costumed vigilante "Thunder Hawk." His costume is a US Army Combat Uniform painted with a lightning colour scheme, a military helmet, wraparound sunglasses and a black balaclava. Magnus' armour kit, consisting of both a Kevlar vest and bronze plates, can be worn underneath his costume or underneath normal clothing.

The theme songs for each of my characters:

Brandon Mathias: "Diamond Eyes"-Shinedown
Samuel Anders: "Half the Man"-Methodic Doubt & Kopius Few (Music from the X-Men First Class trailer)
Chris Talbot: "Axel F"-Harold Faltermeyer
Malcolm Reed: "Ready Aurora"-Tom Salta (Main theme from Tom Clancy's HAWX)
Jerrod Willis: "Praan"-Garry Schyman
Jeremy Willis: "Shake It"-Metro Station
Magnus Starkweather: "Snow's Theme"-Final Fantasy XIII Soundtrack

why are all your charchthers big guys

Look again. Magnus, Jerrod and Brandon are big. Sam, Malcolm and Chris are average. Jeremy's small.

With Dan's approval, Samuel Anders is now a son of Hades.