Post by Simi Llewellyn on May 14, 2011 21:49:29 GMT -8
Llewellyn, Simi
DEMIGOD
6th Year at Camp
Age:17
Daughter of Dionysus
Alliance:Neutral
DEMIGOD
6th Year at Camp
Age:17
Daughter of Dionysus
Alliance:Neutral
Appearance:
Eye(s): Purple
Hair: Dark, sometimes different colors
Height: 5'5
Build Type: Skinny but athletic
Brief Description:
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Emie Llewellyn
Other Family:
Pets: (non-magical or winged horses only please! If you want magical please PM Echoe or Admin...)
Brief History: Ever since Simi was little she loved being able to run around in fields, she hated being in a small space, even if it was just her house, or her school. That's why when she was four her mother had moved them from New York to Michigan to get her some space to move around freely.
Simi was introduced to sports one day after school when her gym teacher had seen her run around the track like a blur, Simi hadn't originally wanted to be an athlete, she wanted to just be able to sit in front of her Pacman machine for her childhood life. But her mom had told her to at least join the soccer team for a while till she really despised the sport. Simi loved soccer, she was able to run up and down a field for an hour, and then be able to cream anyone who got in her way.
After about a few years of being able to fit in at school, Simi got into a fight at school... after someone had insulted her for not having her father around. She was always caring about her father even though she didn't know who he was, so being a loyal daughter, she'd punched the kid in the face... unable to keep her temper.
She'd been put into a privet school, she'd gone into her own little phase of loving dark colors, like blues, purples, blacks, but she would still love to wear brighter colors, but purple was her favorite. Soon Simi found that she had an addiction to grapes, she couldn't stop eating them... she started to carry little bags with her everywhere, popping them into her mouth at every chance she could get. That's about the time when she had figured out that she was a demigod.
Her mother had finally told her about her heritage... all about the Greek gods. And about how her dad was Dionysus the god of wine... that was how she realized that she was able to find out about her powers... but only able to manipulate grape vines for a small amount of time till her powers grew. She'd gone to camp back in New York and had become a year-rounder,visiting her mother on occasions.
Personality: Simi is a very enjoyable person, she has a bit of a temper that she got from her father, but she's able to control it more. She's rather stubborn when it comes to most things, but she will still do some things that people will ask of her. Simi is very loyal, she loves her family and friends and she will stick by them for as long as she can.
Likes:
- Soccer
- Wine
- Open spaces
- Video games
- The color purple
Dislikes:
- Closed in spaces (she has slight claustrophobia)
- Kids who can't take a joke
- People who are just mean for the sake of it
- Hippocrates
- People who tease her about her name
Skills:
- Sword fighting
- Manipulating grape vines
- video games
- not getting drunk
- Speed
Weaknesses:
- Family
- Friends
- Video games
- Rushing into things
- Rash thoughts
Passions:
- Sword fighting
- Running
Fears:
- Losing someone she loves
- Closed in spaces
Hobbies:
- Running (Soccer, or other sports)
- Walking around absently at night
Fighting Specialty: If it was with a weapon, she loves fighting with her swords, able to defend as well as fight back. She's good at both, striking hard but able to quickly jump back into a defensive stance, she has reflexes as quick as a cats. (one please)
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities: Simi's able to manipulate grape vines to do whatever she wants basically, it drains her power but she still uses it, she's also able to drink without getting drunk.
Fatal Flaw: Being so stubborn that she won't listen to reason.
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**:
Theme Song: Viva La Vida By 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 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 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
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
{ From: www.elyrics.net/read/c/coldplay-lyrics/viva-la-vida-lyrics.html }
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 won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
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 won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
...
The Puppeteer: Simi
Name/ Alias: Simi
Age: (Optional)
How long have you been role playing?: a while
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule (1 = beginner. 5= most advanced): no idea
How did you find us?: friends
Role Playing Sample:
Darren giddily jumped onto the train, his bag in his hand, wearing his graphic t-shirt with a white hoodie over it, "Okay... first magical experience... check!" he muttered happily to himself. See Darren was a pure blood... but when both of his parents died, he was sent to go and live in a muggle orphanage; the strangest of things happening when he least expected them too. But getting the Hogwarts letter made Darren jump with joy, he knew that he was different... he had no idea why but he just knew it! It was hard for him to not be happy when he'd been in a place where he'd been repeatedly been picked on for little pranks that he'd accidentally played without knowing it, such as: Making a cat do flips down the stairs, driving the adopters away by turning his own skin blue... most of his antics were done on accident, but some of them he'd figured out that he could sort of manipulate... so he did.
Smiling, he made his way down the long line of compartments to find one in the center that was empty. Sliding in Darren put his bags up and sat down, looking out the window... ready for the great moment to be gone from his world, and into the wizard one.
What was also different about Darren, was that he wasn't an English wizard... he was an American wizard! He'd been sent into an orphanage in America on the wishes of his parents, because they wanted him no where near magic till he was old enough. Sadly that meant that he might stick out around Hogwarts, sure enough he had an American accent while everyone else would have an English one! Still, being American didn't stop him from going to an English wizarding school. He could've gone to any other one in America.
Darren started to hum a tune as he tapped his finger on his knee, bobbing his head a little. Darren could start a whole new reputation here... sure he liked his old one as the freak of the house, but he could always end up becoming the background character. But that wouldn't be fun, now would it? Nope. So Darren was ready to be as dramatic as possible, he'd passed many drama classes, and had been in many plays. Darren wanted to be an actor, he was ready for the spotlight. And luckily he'd gotten over his stage fright so now he was perfectly fine.
Smiling, he made his way down the long line of compartments to find one in the center that was empty. Sliding in Darren put his bags up and sat down, looking out the window... ready for the great moment to be gone from his world, and into the wizard one.
What was also different about Darren, was that he wasn't an English wizard... he was an American wizard! He'd been sent into an orphanage in America on the wishes of his parents, because they wanted him no where near magic till he was old enough. Sadly that meant that he might stick out around Hogwarts, sure enough he had an American accent while everyone else would have an English one! Still, being American didn't stop him from going to an English wizarding school. He could've gone to any other one in America.
Darren started to hum a tune as he tapped his finger on his knee, bobbing his head a little. Darren could start a whole new reputation here... sure he liked his old one as the freak of the house, but he could always end up becoming the background character. But that wouldn't be fun, now would it? Nope. So Darren was ready to be as dramatic as possible, he'd passed many drama classes, and had been in many plays. Darren wanted to be an actor, he was ready for the spotlight. And luckily he'd gotten over his stage fright so now he was perfectly fine.
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