Post by Riley Forster on Mar 3, 2011 19:10:36 GMT -8
Forster Riley
DEMIGOD
#8th Year at Camp
Age:17
Son/Daughter of Zeus{WP}
DEMIGOD
#8th Year at Camp
Age:17
Son/Daughter of Zeus{WP}
Appearance:
Eye(s):Chocolate brown
Hair:Black
Height:5'7
Build Type:Muscular
Brief Description:
Background:
Riley is a nice guy, he is very close to his father though he has only met him twice his father never ignores him, Riley has earned that respect.Riley is very power hungry but at first sight you may think he is very shy but as time goes on he becomes more open,Riley is naturally talented in sword to sword combat and is known for giving people tiny electric shocks accidentally.
Mortal Parent(s): Cassie Forster
Other Family: Carleigh Anna Forster
Pets: One Hellhound
Brief History:
Riley grew up in a fun loving wealthy family, the gods were unknown to him and he couldn't see through the mist.The boy lived a normal life with friends, crushes and rumors, his mom was mortal but could see through the mist, Riley always wondered why she always looked worried about letting him do stuff on his own but she was just trying to protect him.
Cassie told Riley that he had an older sister named Carleigh who had gone missing, the truth was she had run away with the hunt and Cassie never heard from her daughter again, When Riley was told the truth the boy weeped for days Riley is still looking for carleigh.
One day Riley had got into a fight with another kid at school he was really angry with the kid, everyone knew that Riley could waste this kid he was about to when suddenly Riley heard a crack from the sky above he saw a flash and when he looked again all that was left was the kids smoking boots.when he told his mother she looked worried and said pack your bags and come with me Riley was 9 years old at this stage.
As Cassie Forster drove the confused boy looked over at his mother and saw her knuckles whitening with strain, she was worried.The car stopped and his mother told him roughly to get out, he felt like he was in trouble, Riley grabbed his bags and walked over to his mother "Whats going on?" he asked
"The people inside there will explain Riles" she answered What? he asked "Don't worry just come and visit' he didn't know what it meant he turned and looked at the flaming torches and the entrance he read the words camp-Half-Blood he turned back around but all he found was a cloud of dust.
Personality:
Likes:
- A good battle/Duel
- Winning capture the flag
- Being a leader
- Going on quests
- Showing off to the ladies
Dislikes:
- Hades
- Hades Children (Some of them)
- Getting proved wrong
- Archery
- Getting rejected
Skills:
- Amazing sword skills
- Can jump really high and far
- 1st Dan black belt in Karate
- can do back flips and front flips etc...
- Can fly
Weaknesses:
- Archery
- Listening
- Being merciful
- Being to sure of himself
- Talking to much
Passions:
- Camp half blood
- Zeus and his cabin mates
Fears:
- Death
- Betrayal
Hobbies:
- Motocross
- Sword Practice
Fighting Specialty: Sword Fighting??
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities:
Riley can Fly and shoot Lightning out of his fingers, he can control it well and is not afraid to use it. He can fly as long as he wants but it drains his power slowly he Just needs to will the wind currents to lift him off the ground and he is away, His lightning has Upton a 2.5 met ere reach and is equivalent to 400 volts of electricity.
Fatal Flaw:
Shocking the kid at school
Please describe why you think you can stabilize a powerful character. Minimum of two well-developed paragraphs **Big Three Only**:
I am a very good role player, not exactly experienced but i get alot of compliments, Most of my posts are well over 250 posts and I am able to write as an evil character also, I am quite experienced on HOS and have been appointed high powered Jobs such as quididtch captain, head of house and professor of potions and art of flying, people say I have made quite an impact in HOS.
I don't plan on abusing my power, and I plan to be very active on this site, I gave up alot of my time to be on HOS but now I have decided to take a break and I have stood down from my jobs at HOS because I started reading PJ and decided to come looking for CHB, I want to use my time that I had on HOS and use it on CHB.
Theme Song:
Waterproof Blonde "Close Your Eyes
Deceived by my eyes and all I was told I should see
Opinions not mine, the person they taught me to be
One night in the dark, a vision of someone I know
And out of the darkness I heard, a voice say, I'm you.
Inside me a light was turned on Then I was alive
CHORUS
If you close your eyes your life, a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived, and scars never healed
In the darkness, light will take you to the other side
and find me waiting there you'll see, if you just close your eyes
Hearts uninspired, trapped inside somebody's dream
Too close to the fire, yet cold and so numb with the pain
But the fever has broken, and the river has run to the sea
Washed to the ocean, and saved by a voice inside me.
Inside me a light was turned on Then I was alive
CHORUS
Never thought I would be here, so high in the air
This is my unanswered prayer
Defined by another, so much wasted time
Out of the darkness, each breath that I take will be mine
...
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias:
Age: (Optional)Kristian
How long have you been role playing?:13/4 years
How did you find us?:Hogwarts Online School
Role Playing Sample:
It had been so long since she had been outside of the castle walls. They were becoming far to recognizable, and seemed to blur together. It was so refreshing to see even Hogsmeade. At least it wasn't the vegetation-filled confines of the forest. Angeline walked with ease down the snow covered streets of Hogsmeade. One of the many perks of being Angeline Locke, Slytherin Princess, was that everyone moved for her. She never had to worry about anyone in her way. They all parted like the Red Sea, with all of their eyes on her. She was beautiful, and dangerous.
With a sudden sweet tooth, her first stop that morning was Honeydukes. Angeline had a strong craving for a handful of chocolate frogs and a few fizzing whizbees. The blond was looking at one of the shelves up against the wall when she saw something fly right by her head. Before she could move an inch away from whatever had flown, it hit the wall. Slowly, she turned her head in the direction that the projectile originated from. There were tons of people in the sweetshop, but there was only one in her line of sight. “Smitten.” She wasn't angry, on the surface anyway. Underneath, however, molten lava was seething and boiling. It was simmering under the surface waiting to burst.
Her face remained a mask of nothing. She was completely blank. Except, of course, for her eyes. Lurking behind the emerald green was a spark. It was a spark of fury, and indignation. It was her fiery water, and it was here to engulf all in her path. She walked up to him with the appearance of being calm. Even her voice showed no sign of the mental instability laying in the shadows. “Would that have been you to throw the candy towards my head?” though her voice was calm, it somehow sounded more deadly that way.
With a sudden sweet tooth, her first stop that morning was Honeydukes. Angeline had a strong craving for a handful of chocolate frogs and a few fizzing whizbees. The blond was looking at one of the shelves up against the wall when she saw something fly right by her head. Before she could move an inch away from whatever had flown, it hit the wall. Slowly, she turned her head in the direction that the projectile originated from. There were tons of people in the sweetshop, but there was only one in her line of sight. “Smitten.” She wasn't angry, on the surface anyway. Underneath, however, molten lava was seething and boiling. It was simmering under the surface waiting to burst.
Her face remained a mask of nothing. She was completely blank. Except, of course, for her eyes. Lurking behind the emerald green was a spark. It was a spark of fury, and indignation. It was her fiery water, and it was here to engulf all in her path. She walked up to him with the appearance of being calm. Even her voice showed no sign of the mental instability laying in the shadows. “Would that have been you to throw the candy towards my head?” though her voice was calm, it somehow sounded more deadly that way.
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