Post by Ara Medeis Mei on Aug 18, 2011 10:41:26 GMT -8
Mei, Ara Medeis
DEMIGOD
4th Year at Camp
Age:15
Son/Daughter of Hecate
Alliance: Undecided
DEMIGOD
4th Year at Camp
Age:15
Son/Daughter of Hecate
Alliance: Undecided
Appearance:
Eye(s): Blue/green
Hair: Dark brown
Height: 5'8"
Build Type: Skinny but strong
Brief Description: Ara is tall and strong, but a bit awkward for the way she is. She has super long bewitching hair that is just as her mother's had been. She has pale skin that never really visibly tans or burns despite her many attempts.
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Andrew Mei
Other Family: None
Pets: A grey pegasus named Moonbeam
Brief History: Her father, now in his early thirties, was a teenager when he had her. Despite this fact he continued studying and taking care of her, and she grew up with a good sense of determination, and pride too. She was read to sleep at night with tales of ancient Greece, and Rome. To her they sounded like tales of wisdom and magic, which wasn't anything unusual seeing as her parentage was what it was. When her father became a profesor of Latin at a local university, Ara decided to pick up the language along with Greek and French. She saved her father from a monster, which she happened to recognize from her favorite story as a child, and though her father had suffered from a bit of head trauma, she had been just fine. He couldn't remember the encounter with the beast, but she could, and it was a secret well kept until one day her father found her studying the magic she had gained from her mother in private. He told her the truth about her parentage, and though she was a bit doubtful at first, ended up attending Camp a few years later than most.
Personality:
Likes:
- Literature (ancient and current)
- The night sky
- Magic
- Being independent and strong
- laughter
Dislikes:
- Haters
- Happiness-killers
- When people refuse to stand up for themselves
- People who are racist, homophobic, or any other sort of bias
- Followers of the general leader
Skills:
- Staff fighting (those weapons that have a shaft with sword blades on the end)
- clumsiness
- Language and translation
- Observing what a lot of people don't see
- Witchcraft/Necromancy
Weaknesses:
- clumsiness
- bad boys
- Easily angered
- knowing the difference between what is right and what is easy.
- depressed
Passions:
- standing for rights
- Literature/spellcasting
Fears:
- having a world that stays as unjust as it is now
- that her heart will become even more broken than it is now.
Hobbies:
- standing for rights
- Literature/spellcasting
Fighting Specialty: Staff-fighting(like a spear with two sword ends)
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities:She is fairly good at her weapon of choice. She can use it with an expertise when she's fighting against another person with the same weapon, as that is the one she knows the best, but she is usually able to win the battle against other weapons too. Ara is generally relying on her opponent being less knowledgeable than she is so if she's fighting someone who knows her very well it can prove an interesting challenge.
Fatal Flaw: She thinks she can fix the world...
Please describe why you think you can stabilize a powerful character. Minimum of two well-developed paragraphs **Big Three Only**:
Please give a brief background on your minor god**Minor Gods Only**: Hecate is the ancient goddess of magic, witchcraft, necromancy, and (vaguely) the night sky. Was the daughter of Perses and Asteria (the titans).
Theme Song: Viva La Vida-Coldplay
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets that I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead!
Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
...
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias: Ara Medeis Mei
Age: (Optional)
How long have you been role playing?: half a year
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced):3 or 4
How did you find us?: friends
READ THIS AND BRING THE CODE WORD: CLICK | Code word: SPONTANEOUS
Role Playing Sample:
So here Jazmin was. She had a new school, a second chance, and of corse had no idea what the heck she was doing. She was going to blow it for her and her family, but when she looked at it from HER point of view she realized that this was the first time in a long while that she had actually felt as if she was herself and not some strange nameless essence in the background like she usually was (she had come from a strange family).
She stood on one of the changing staircases, tying a rope that would complete the most masterful and gorgeously gigantic prank that she had ever pulled in her short little life. She had just finished when the poor victim of her pranking masterpiece came into sight. How she had chosen was because of his creepy ninja eyes. He was begging for it.
She ran away acting like a little shy girl and like she was being totally scared of the guy that was heading this way. Really she was too excited to walk. Pretty soon Dimitri would be covered in pie and hanging upside down with air horns blaring in his ears while balloons fall from the ceiling and Jazmin was going to make sure that she puts a little note on his back while he was laying helpless... This will be fun.
She stood on one of the changing staircases, tying a rope that would complete the most masterful and gorgeously gigantic prank that she had ever pulled in her short little life. She had just finished when the poor victim of her pranking masterpiece came into sight. How she had chosen was because of his creepy ninja eyes. He was begging for it.
She ran away acting like a little shy girl and like she was being totally scared of the guy that was heading this way. Really she was too excited to walk. Pretty soon Dimitri would be covered in pie and hanging upside down with air horns blaring in his ears while balloons fall from the ceiling and Jazmin was going to make sure that she puts a little note on his back while he was laying helpless... This will be fun.
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