Post by Jayson Archtree on Apr 19, 2011 17:38:10 GMT -8
Archtree, Jayson
DEMIGOD
1st Year at Camp
Age: 13
Son/Daughter of Apollo
Alliance: Resistance
DEMIGOD
1st Year at Camp
Age: 13
Son/Daughter of Apollo
Alliance: Resistance
Appearance:
Eye(s): Brown eyes
Hair: Black
Height: 5'4"
Build Type: Skinny/Athletic
Brief Description: Jayson has an average built physique, not being as muscular as he wants to be, but not as skinny. He stands at 5'4" and weighing at 134 pounds. His black hair is usually kept really nice, as it appears to be in an mini afro, which adds on an inch or so of height
Jayson likes to wear a green jacket that is covered in pockets to keep various stuff in, that his mother gave him to him for his journey, which he wears all the time, unless he is battle a very hard battle. Under his jacket, he wears a black short sleeve shirt with a big green stripe going across the shirt diagonally. He has black jeans which has a chain connecting from his pocket, to a loop on the side of his jeans. His shoes have the same design as his shirt, black shoes with green stripe going across it. He has a silver necklace with a sliver X on his neck, which he never takes off.
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Diana Archtree(Mother)
Other Family: N/A
Pets: N/A
Brief History:
Jayson was born in a small town in Maryland, where he has lived most of his life. His mother, knowing that her son was a half-blood god, often kept him shielded from the outside world, fearing that if he did go out there, someone would definitely found out about him. He soon found out that he wasnt like most kids, since he had ADHD and Dyslexia, but also found out that he had abilites like no one else, like playing the violin without any practice or anything. Despite his impulsive attitude, he found solace in stringed instruments, like violin and the lyre, which also every time he played, animals would appear and sway to the sounds. Diana soon found this out and forbade him to even play instruments in the house.
Fed up with all of her strictness, Jay ran away from home without anywhere to go. While searching through the forest, he spotted a shadow in the distance, which seemed to be growling. Struck with fear, he ran the other way, to which the beast also followed him, growling with intense force. As he tripped on a rock, and looked upon the beast, which had the body of a muscular man and the head of a bull, it suddenly turned to ash, while a half man, half goat stood behind him. The satyr told all about a camp for people like him, to which Jay reluctantly agreed to go
Personality:
ayson is friendly, humorous in his own way, sensitive, and kind. But he also has a tendency to rush into situations without thinking, sometimes leading to embarrassing consequences. Despite his attitude, he is a genius when it comes to instruments, as he knows how to play them without really practicing. Even though he may seem friendly, he is not afraid of sticking up for himself.
He can be impatient in the face of an enemy, rushing after enemies he has no chance of defeating. He is not the one to figure out strategies to defeat his opponent, as he tends to fight with just pure strength and blind rage, if he is mad enough. He likes to fight with his friends as it gives him confidence when fighting others, but it takes him awhile to actually work together with another one
Likes:
- Candy
- Friends
- Stringed Instruments
- Music
- Singing
Dislikes:
- Math
- People who threatened his friends
- Rude People
- Arguing
- Cheese
Skills:
- Archery
- Music Playing
- Can tell if people are telling the truth or not
- Basic medicine skills
Weaknesses:
- Girls
- Impulsiveness
- Too Trusting
- Slight Physical Strength
Passions:
- Playing Music
- Singing
Fears:
- Dying
- His Mother
Hobbies:
- Playing Music
- Playing with friends
Fighting Specialty: Despite him being a music type person, He uses his bow to fight others, and for close range combat, he uses a dagger
Describe the extent of your powers/abilities:
Being the son of the sun god, he has the ability to control light and fire to some extent
He can also tell when a human or demigod is lying, but not a god.
He has the power to heal small cuts and bruises
He also has the power to put people to sleep with his lyre
Fatal Flaw:
N/A/b]
N/A/b]
Waving Flag-Knaan
When I get older, I will be stronger,
They'll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag,
And then it goes back, and then it goes back,
And then it goes back
Born to a throne, stronger than Rome
But Violent prone, poor people zone,
But it's my home, all I have known,
Where I got grown, streets we would roam.
But out of the darkness, I came the farthest,
Among the hardest survival.
Learn from these streets, it can be bleak,
Except no defeat, surrender retreat,
So we struggling, fighting to eat and
We wondering when we'll be free,
So we patiently wait, for that fateful day,
It's not far away, so for now we say
[Chorus]
When I get older, I will be stronger,
They'll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag,
And then it goes back, and then it goes back,
And then it goes back
So many wars, settling scores,
Bringing us promises, leaving us poor,
I heard them say, love is the way,
Love is the answer, that's what they say,
But look how they treat us, Make us believers,
We fight their battles, then they deceive us,
Try to control us, they couldn't hold us,
Cause we just move forward like Buffalo Soldiers.
But we struggling, fighting to eat,
And we wondering, when we'll be free
So we patiently wait, for that faithful day,
It's not far away, but for now we say,
[Chorus]
When I get older, I will be stronger,
They'll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag,
And then it goes back, and then it goes back,
And then it goes back
When I get older, I will be stronger,
They'll call me freedom, just like a Waving Flag,
And then it goes back, and then it goes back,
And then it goes back
...
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias: Neilsen
Age: 16
How long have you been role playing?: 3-4
Rate Your RPing 1-5 Stars according to our Star Rule: 3-4
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Role Playing Sample:
From a Naruto Site
Haruko had decided to come up with a fighting style. He already had a few specifications he wanted to meet, he wanted something versatile, that he could use to his advantage in almost any situation. However, he wasn’t sure where to go from there. He’d learned about the “moment of transition,” an instant between attacks when someone instinctively dropped their guard. Everyone did it, though higher leveled Martial artists were able to shorten its duration. It was one of the most well known openings in the book. After thinking about it a bit more, Haruko got an idea: why not create a fighting style in which the user deliberately bypassed that moment entirely? As he thought about it even more, he saw another use for such a style.
Not only would it prevent an opponent from finding openings as easily, but it would allow the user to fire off consecutive attacks more quickly. Haruko decided to go with it. "In order to do this fighting style properly, he thought, I’ll have to be able to use it with almost any strike I can fire off. That may take a while though, so I’ll start with simpler attacks, and work my way up." He began with some basic punches. Now that he was focusing on it, he could easily seee the instant when he slowed down between attacks. His frown deep, Haruko picked up the pace of his attacks and tried to make that instant vanish.
Not only would it prevent an opponent from finding openings as easily, but it would allow the user to fire off consecutive attacks more quickly. Haruko decided to go with it. "In order to do this fighting style properly, he thought, I’ll have to be able to use it with almost any strike I can fire off. That may take a while though, so I’ll start with simpler attacks, and work my way up." He began with some basic punches. Now that he was focusing on it, he could easily seee the instant when he slowed down between attacks. His frown deep, Haruko picked up the pace of his attacks and tried to make that instant vanish.
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