Post by Whitford Callous on Apr 20, 2011 16:58:54 GMT -8
Appearance:
Eye(s): Blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: 5'10
Build Type: Average
Brief Description: Whitford has cold blue eyes that pierce anyone that angers him. His style is generally big brand names such Hollister and American Eagle. His hair is cut short and cropped nicely so it isn't in his eyes. Often times he can be caught wearing his shark tooth necklace as well as his white under armor hat.
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Matthew Callous
Other Family: Zachary Callous - Brother - Mortal
Pets: German Shepard and Weimenreimer Mix - Name: Strap
Brief History: Whitford was born to a man named Matthew Callous and the Olympian Demeter. His youth was a normal one. Filled with nothing more than getting into trouble and being mischievous. A year after his birth his younger brother, Zachary, was born. He and his brother have always been inseparable Wherever one was found, the other was not far behind. At the age of five Whitford began to exhibit small traits showing his power. His father did his best to keep this a secret from him. However at the age of eleven he and his brother were attacked by a monster on their way home from school. All seemed lost until Whitford entombed the creature in plants. This was the first major use of his power. It was then that his mother claimed him, she did this by causing her symbol to appear above his head. His father then told Whitfored of his true mother. He learned that his father, who had worked as a waiter in a restraunt years ago, met Demeter one night when he was working late. Demeter was the last person who came to the restaraunt. The two talked for hours until Demeter finally left. For the next few days Demeter frequently visited. The two eventually became close to one another. Demeter and he formed a relationship, however after after their first night together Demeter disappeared. This revelation left Whitfored with confused feelings about his mother.
Whitford's father then told him of a place called Camp Half Blood; a safe place for children similar to Whit. At first Whitford refused to go to this place because he wanted to stay back and protect his mortal father and brother from any threats that may occur. After relentless arguments with his father, Whitford finally gave in and agreed that Camp Half Blood would be the best place for him to be while he learned how to be a Demi-god. When Whitford was ready to head to the camp a satyr appeared at his home and escorted him to the Camp. Along the way they encountered few monsters, but none that they couldn't handle without too much trouble.
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Passions:
Fears:
Hobbies:
Fighting Specialty: Expert Staff wielder.
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities: Whitford is able to, like most children of Demeter, control plant life. He can grow plants at any time that he has enough energy so that he won't be worn out. The one thing he has troubles with is growing a decent a fruit plant.
Fatal Flaw: Pride.
Please describe why you think you can stabilize a powerful character. Minimum of two well-developed paragraphs **Big Three Only**: Doesn't Apply.
Please give a brief background on your minor god**Minor Gods Only**: Doesn't Apply
Theme Song:
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
like my father's come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when September ends
summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when September ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends
wake me up when September ends
wake me up when September ends
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias: Whit
Age: N/A
How long have you been role playing?: 2.5 years
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced): 4
How did you find us?: Affiliation
Role Playing Sample:
Callous, Whitford
DEMIGOD
Sixth Year at Camp
Age: 17
Son of Demeter
Alliance: Resistance
DEMIGOD
Sixth Year at Camp
Age: 17
Son of Demeter
Alliance: Resistance
Appearance:
Eye(s): Blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: 5'10
Build Type: Average
Brief Description: Whitford has cold blue eyes that pierce anyone that angers him. His style is generally big brand names such Hollister and American Eagle. His hair is cut short and cropped nicely so it isn't in his eyes. Often times he can be caught wearing his shark tooth necklace as well as his white under armor hat.
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Matthew Callous
Other Family: Zachary Callous - Brother - Mortal
Pets: German Shepard and Weimenreimer Mix - Name: Strap
Brief History: Whitford was born to a man named Matthew Callous and the Olympian Demeter. His youth was a normal one. Filled with nothing more than getting into trouble and being mischievous. A year after his birth his younger brother, Zachary, was born. He and his brother have always been inseparable Wherever one was found, the other was not far behind. At the age of five Whitford began to exhibit small traits showing his power. His father did his best to keep this a secret from him. However at the age of eleven he and his brother were attacked by a monster on their way home from school. All seemed lost until Whitford entombed the creature in plants. This was the first major use of his power. It was then that his mother claimed him, she did this by causing her symbol to appear above his head. His father then told Whitfored of his true mother. He learned that his father, who had worked as a waiter in a restraunt years ago, met Demeter one night when he was working late. Demeter was the last person who came to the restaraunt. The two talked for hours until Demeter finally left. For the next few days Demeter frequently visited. The two eventually became close to one another. Demeter and he formed a relationship, however after after their first night together Demeter disappeared. This revelation left Whitfored with confused feelings about his mother.
Whitford's father then told him of a place called Camp Half Blood; a safe place for children similar to Whit. At first Whitford refused to go to this place because he wanted to stay back and protect his mortal father and brother from any threats that may occur. After relentless arguments with his father, Whitford finally gave in and agreed that Camp Half Blood would be the best place for him to be while he learned how to be a Demi-god. When Whitford was ready to head to the camp a satyr appeared at his home and escorted him to the Camp. Along the way they encountered few monsters, but none that they couldn't handle without too much trouble.
Personality:
Likes:
- Hunting
- Foot Races
- Biking
- exploring
- Being around other people
Dislikes:
- being alone
- sleeping
- being ignored
- following rules
- Winter
Skills:
- Quick
- Excellent Biker
- Knowledge of Myths
- Knowledge of Plant life
- Excellent staff wielder
Weaknesses:
- Apprehensive
- Indecisive
- Acts before he thinks
- Using Bows
- Anxiety
Passions:
- Biking
- Laughing
Fears:
- His home burning down
- Failing His mother
Hobbies:
- Hiking
- Talking
Fighting Specialty: Expert Staff wielder.
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities: Whitford is able to, like most children of Demeter, control plant life. He can grow plants at any time that he has enough energy so that he won't be worn out. The one thing he has troubles with is growing a decent a fruit plant.
Fatal Flaw: Pride.
Please describe why you think you can stabilize a powerful character. Minimum of two well-developed paragraphs **Big Three Only**: Doesn't Apply.
Please give a brief background on your minor god**Minor Gods Only**: Doesn't Apply
Theme Song:
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
like my father's come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when September ends
summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when September ends
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are
as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends
like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends
wake me up when September ends
wake me up when September ends
...
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias: Whit
Age: N/A
How long have you been role playing?: 2.5 years
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced): 4
How did you find us?: Affiliation
Role Playing Sample:
Cameras flashed, microphones practically attacked him, and voices rang out over all the others in the crowd. All the while Twister was smiling his brilliant smile, keeping quiet. He made sure that he didn't say anything that could ruin his reputation with the crowd. As long as the cops didn't show up, Twister would finish the day easily.
He'd been at the conference meeting for an hour now along with several other heros. Many reporters had been trying to get answers out of him what he thought of the recent crimes, and how he was reacting to the authorities taking action towards him and the other heros. On the inside, these people annoyed him so badly he wanted to blast them away with a quick jet of cold air, but on the outside, he was a smiling flirt that was good with the media.
Eventually, Twister began to carefully answer questions so as he didn't make everyone think that he was a desolate miser on knowledge. But he also didn't want everyone to think that he was an open book. The fans might like an open book, but the other supers didn't, nor would anyone who he got close to like it. So, he balanced it out perfectly. Answer a big question once, and then stick to the smaller questions. One big announcement would be good enough to entertain the world for long enough.
Then it happened. Sirens rang throughout the air, flooding his and the others ears with loud noise. Surprise lurched throughout his whole body. He hadn't expected the police to find out about this meeting - it was on the down low in a warehouse. Footsteps - they were getting closer. Twister said his goodbyes and apologized saying that he had to go.
He turned on his heels, and began heading for the back door. When he got there, it burst open. He knew there was no chance going through the front door, so he did what anyone would have done - he ran away.
He ran towards the stairs, going up flight after flight. Twister knew that most warehouses had accessable rooftops and so he headed for the top. Eventually he got there, but when he did, he quickly found that there was a problem. As Twister pushed on the trap door that led to the roof, he learned that it was bolted shut.
Not knowing what else to do, he used his only other escape plan. He concentrated on his body, searching throughout all the parts. Eventually he came in contact with the mulitple molecules that made up his body. He sent a mental message to them: Scatter. The police were getting closer, he could heare their shouts telling him to surrender and come down. One was right behind him, the man had placed a hand on Twisters foot and grasped. That very moment Twister lurched forward through the ceiling. The cops hand coliding with the trap door, unable to do as Twister had done.
Finally, the danger was over. He didn't know what had happened to the other heros, but at the moment all he was concerned about was the fact that he hadn't been arrested.
He'd been at the conference meeting for an hour now along with several other heros. Many reporters had been trying to get answers out of him what he thought of the recent crimes, and how he was reacting to the authorities taking action towards him and the other heros. On the inside, these people annoyed him so badly he wanted to blast them away with a quick jet of cold air, but on the outside, he was a smiling flirt that was good with the media.
Eventually, Twister began to carefully answer questions so as he didn't make everyone think that he was a desolate miser on knowledge. But he also didn't want everyone to think that he was an open book. The fans might like an open book, but the other supers didn't, nor would anyone who he got close to like it. So, he balanced it out perfectly. Answer a big question once, and then stick to the smaller questions. One big announcement would be good enough to entertain the world for long enough.
Then it happened. Sirens rang throughout the air, flooding his and the others ears with loud noise. Surprise lurched throughout his whole body. He hadn't expected the police to find out about this meeting - it was on the down low in a warehouse. Footsteps - they were getting closer. Twister said his goodbyes and apologized saying that he had to go.
He turned on his heels, and began heading for the back door. When he got there, it burst open. He knew there was no chance going through the front door, so he did what anyone would have done - he ran away.
He ran towards the stairs, going up flight after flight. Twister knew that most warehouses had accessable rooftops and so he headed for the top. Eventually he got there, but when he did, he quickly found that there was a problem. As Twister pushed on the trap door that led to the roof, he learned that it was bolted shut.
Not knowing what else to do, he used his only other escape plan. He concentrated on his body, searching throughout all the parts. Eventually he came in contact with the mulitple molecules that made up his body. He sent a mental message to them: Scatter. The police were getting closer, he could heare their shouts telling him to surrender and come down. One was right behind him, the man had placed a hand on Twisters foot and grasped. That very moment Twister lurched forward through the ceiling. The cops hand coliding with the trap door, unable to do as Twister had done.
Finally, the danger was over. He didn't know what had happened to the other heros, but at the moment all he was concerned about was the fact that he hadn't been arrested.