Post by Damien Timothy Creed on Apr 30, 2010 7:43:42 GMT
DamienTimothy Creed
Name: Damien Timothy Creed
Nicknames: Tim, Stormchaser
Age 14
Gender: Male
Years at camp: 1
Father: Hades
Mother: Moira Creed
Siblings: Step Brothers- Lucius and Darrell Creed
Children: None
Other: Step Father- Timothy Creed
Pets:
Species:Demigod
Hair: Black
Eyes: Cold Blue
Skin: Very pale and pasty
Stature: Short for his age, and very wiry. He is unnaturally thin and tends to hunch a lot as if cold. He Is particularly flexible.
Clothing style: Jeans and jackets. He is constantly cold and likes to wear thick jackets in the summer. However during the winter he feels perfectly comfortable and his composure becomes much better. He still looks very sickly, but slightly more alive.
Distinguishing features: Very pale and bony face, with a small scar above his left eye.
Likes:
Butterflies
Fireflies
Chocolate
Sounds and smells of the sea
Dogs
Moonlight
Dislikes:
Cell Phones
Loud noises
Exercise
Flying
Water sports
Strengths:
Strong Tactician
Logical thinker
Deadly Fighter
Weaknesses:
Constantly lethargic, and can't exert himself for too long.
Spoiled
Arrogant, but usually too tired to boast
Fears:
Heights
Water
Death
Weapons:
Twin daggers of stygian iron. They were stolen from Hades armory.
Various celestial bronze throwing knives and caltrops.
A celestial bronze short sword.
Fighting Style style:
Damiens main fighting style consists mostly of using his shadow travel to appear in his opponents shadow, a natural blind spot, then he stabs with his daggers. If he is too tired to do this he usually attacks in a frenzy, trying to win as fast as possible because he tends to tire during long fights.
Overall:
Damien is a thin, wiry fellow a little on the short side and likes to spend most of his time brooding. He prefers being alone or sitting in the sunlight, and enjoys the sounds of nature. He is constantly cold, and, despite his heritage, very afraid of death.
He is very rarely goaded into fights, although when he does go into combat he reveals himself to be a very capable fighter and brilliant strategist. He tends to think thngs through very logically, and has a large background on ancient greek lore and myth. He spends most of his time learning about monsters and other lore.
He is not entirely misanthropic, the friends that he does have he is incredibly loyal towards. His ultimate goal is to one day do something so heroic that he can attain godhood. Despite this he is not particularly outgoing, although like most demi-gods he attempts to get quests to achieve his goal.
Born: New York
Homeland:Ireland
History:
Damien was born to Timothy Creed, a wealthy diamond investor who used his business as a front for more lucrative enterprises. Timothy had strong mafia connections, and while he gave Damien everything he ever asked for, he deeply Damien. He saw Damien as weak. He assumed that Damien would one day be able to grow out of his physical weakness, or failing that at least be cunning enough to become a successful white collar criminal. But Damien had little acting abilities, and his reading skills were abysmal. Eventually Timothy gave up and focused on training Damiens step brothers, figuring that Damien was still young and could still outgrow his physical weakness.
When Timothy Creed died at age 61 his two sons Lucius and Darrell took over. Damien and his mother were forcibly removed from the family, but were given enough money to live comfortably, however they no longer had the security that TImothy Creed had once provided. Damien found himself becoming more and more aware of things around him. Monsters, began appearing, and it was apparent that there was something very wrong with him.
Eventually he was recruited to Camp Half Blood by a satyr sent to being him in. He enjoyed Camp Half Blood, seeing it as yet another chance to start again. He thrived on it. Finally he was getting to do things he was good at, finally he was able to bond with people who understood him, from the mythical beasts to the other campers. It was a blast. Although he was quite and often surly, he managed to get along well with others and made quite a few friends, until about six months after his thirteenth birthday when he recieved his first quest. He had been dying to get one. He was to retrieve a demi god from across the country, a son of Hermes. Damien took with him two of his trusted friends and they set off. From their first day out it was apaprent that something was wrong. There were too many monsters, they were drawn toward Damien and the others too fast. The smell of a child of the big three was far more enticing than that of a normal demi god. They managed to pick up the child of Hermes, but as they were returning they were ambushed in Los Angeles, none of them survived except for Damien. A voice in his head urged him to run. And he wound up in the DOA studios, entrance to the underworld.
The monsters didn't seem to follow hijm, and Damien felt strangely comfortable in his new surroundings. The ferryman seemed to be expecting him and before long Damien was brought before Hades who has sent for him. Hades was not pleased. He expected Damien to be bigger, less frail, a proper king of the dead. He opened a passage back to Camp Half Blood and let Damien go. Damien had once again been seen as inferior to his siblings. Anrgy Damien left, renouncing Hades as his father as he did so. Hades merely grunted his annoyance then went back to managing the dead.
Since then Damien had been training to overcome his weaknesses, and hoped that if he somehow managed to attain godhood he could make his father proud.
Name/Alias: Kaizu
Age: 18
Experience: 3 years
Other characters: none yet
Face claim: None unless it is required
Referral: From the earlier site
RP Sample:
Kaizu placed the soldering iron back in its stand and carefully inserted the cooled motherboard into the plastic casing he had scammed a child of Hephaestus into making for him last week. This was the final touch. He screwed everything in place and clicked the on button. It worked like a charm. The little hand held device was ready to be tested. Kaizu grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled the word for butterfly on it in japanese Kanji. The machine took less than a second to translate it. Kaizu grinned. He had always been good at invention. A gift from his dad. He would never be as smart as the Athena kids, but creativity was his forte. Kaizu hefted his sword on the table and scanned the symbols etched on the scabbard and the blade. The machine whirred to life and began the arduous translation process to ancient greek. A language that Kaizu had no trouble understanding. Kaizu estimated it would take about eight hours to complete its task. He placed a high powered fan over to the device to help it cool. In the meantime it would help if he had something to do.
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