Post by Omen Tuesday Flint on May 10, 2010 21:42:32 GMT
OMENTUESDAY FLINT
Name:Omen Tuesday Flint
Nicknames: 'Black waters' 'death shark'
Age sixteen
Gender: female
Years at camp: three
Father: "Godly" father~Poseidon
"Real" father~Ian Flint
Mother: Kassie Flint
Siblings: n/a
Children: n/a
Other: n/a
Pets: nope
Species:Demigod
Hair: naturally a redhead
Eyes: brown
Skin: pale
Stature: skinny but not twig like thin
Clothing style: goth
Distinguishing features: Omen's 'darker' clothing style compared to the rest of the Poseidon children. She has a tendency to wear lots of studs, spikes, and collars
Likes:x moonlight
x open waters
x sea creatures
x horses
x sharks
x blood
Dislikes:x things that upset her stomach
x her teeth breaking
x spicy food
x taste of metal
x guys who treat women like tools
Strengths:x her strong stomach
x her nose for the scent blood
x her agility in water
Weaknesses:x has 'bad reactions' to physical blows( I.E. she bleeds and breaks easily)
x sometimes thoughts become clouded from lust for blood
x thinks with heart and not head
Fears:x loosing control of shark like abilities
x being alone
x rape
x flying
Weapons:steel fan, physical blows (I.E. biting, punching, kicking, etc...), Stiletto (It's a type of knife Looks like this
click for pic )Fighting Style style:
Depends on the area. If there's deep water near by, Omen will lure them into the waters and literally have an underwater fight. She will likely attempt to drown her victim or at least make them loose a limb or two. Fighting Omen in the water is basically a death sentence for unsuspecting 'prey.'
For fighting on land? Omen relies on speed. She will move in quick for just a 'playful' cut or something of the sort. Omen likes testing her victims, seeing where their strengths and weaknesses are. She knows when to finish a fight off quickly though.
Overall:
Omen is a pretty quiet girl. It will often take someone to directly speak to her to get her to say something. Omen can't help her personality, it's just how society has 'shaped' her, or at least how she claims it to be.
She loves riding bare back on regular horses(flying scares the shit out of her). She claims she can easily connect with them when it's just rider, horse, and the bridle. Omen enjoys being by the waters too. She feels at peace when she's around open water.
~Powers~
The girl is rather shark like though when it comes to blood. Omen can smell blood from quite a large distance away (ten yards). Depending on the amount and how close, she might go berserk. She has an intense lust for blood. Omen blames her other sharky abilities for such a thing.
Omen has rough skin too. This meaning, if someone just casually brushes up against her, their skin might turn red with irritation or goes as much as to cut them, Omen is always cautious around large groups of people for this reason. She doesn't like seeing someone get cut up just by touching her. Cuts typically only happen though if they swiftly go past her, skin drag against skin.
This young lady has a second row of teeth two, needle sharp but quite fragile. She only needs one bad 'tear' and the tooth will chip. These teeth have a special purpose though. Help get just about anything down into her stomach. Her stomach acid is like 'super acid' compared to the regular human, able to digest just about anything. Only issue is that she often vomits it right up after about ten minutes-this is often just metal or something of the sort though-.
Omen's skin is somewhat rough around her neck. It's 'make shift' gills so to say. When she jumps into the water, her breathing will stop(through the lungs) and she'll take in oxygen from the water. If Omen has her neck above water though, her body will adjust to said situation and she'll be able to breathe through her lungs again (after some gasping and coughing though).
Born: January 29th
Homeland: Miami, Florida
History:
Omen was born in the lovely and busy city of Miami, Florida. Her family was lower middle class. Her mother fell in love with Poseidon, but knew she couldn't be with him forever. So the two made a deal of sorts. Poseidon would leave something with her that would remind her of him, this was dear Omen.
Omen didn't know of her powers until she was around four years old. This was around the same time she got a "step" dad, as well. Omen accidentally fell in a deep water pool. Her mother rushed to get her, thinking she might be dead because of how much time she spent under water. In truth, Omen's 'gils' had activated to allow her to breathe under water. Her mother knew it was a sign of Poseidon's powers that had been past down to her. They fished Omen out and told her that she was a 'special' child. She was told to keep her 'unnatural' abilities to herself.
Omen obeyed her mother and 'step' dad. She kept to herself, making few friends in school. Her school was full of bullies though. It forced her into a shell, to protect herself from the cruel world. 'learn to fend only for yourself' she learned with the school.
When she turned thirteen, her mother dropped her off at the camp. Omen was somewhat relieved to start a new. She found herself a few friends from her cabin and flourished here. Omen learned to become one with her shark like abilities, soon earning the name the 'death shark' for her bizarre lust for blood and her brutality in fights.
There was on on-off cycle throughout the rest of Omen's life. Going to camp for the summer then coming back to the 'normal world' during school seasons. She can't wait until she can 'legally' stay at the camp for the rest of her life and not worry for the real world.
Name/Alias: Kumei
Age: 18
Experience: 7-9 yrs
Other characters: I was Sinister Mchleo on the last site : D
Face claim:Andrea Morris
Referral: E mail by Percy on last site
RP Sample:
(me on another site)
The serval happily ate her meal happily. The rabbit had an odd flavor, but it was still yummy. That's different The serval thought silently to herself. She licked her paws to be free of blood. She stretched out her arms, continuing to lick away happily at her arms and paws. The serval licked her face clean of blood. She turned herself around once, seeing all the blood had been cleaned from herself.
The African cat stopped for a moment, catching scent of another feline. She turned herself around, stopping at the site of the man. He was really tall compared to her, even if she was a human. She cocked her head to the side as she stared up at him. He smelled feline, but he was human. Her mind slowly put two and two together, he was a shifter! A deep, low purr emitted from the back of her throat as she began to walk cautiously towards him. The cat wasn't quite sure of his temperament, but he looked friendly enough.
The African cat let her head rub up against the side of his leg in an affectionate manner. At close up, the serval looked to be more like an actual wild cat compared to a domestic cat. She had much longer legs then a domestic cat for one thing, her ears were larger then the average house cat. Besides, call her a house cat and you might end up with with teeth in your palm.
The African cat stopped for a moment, catching scent of another feline. She turned herself around, stopping at the site of the man. He was really tall compared to her, even if she was a human. She cocked her head to the side as she stared up at him. He smelled feline, but he was human. Her mind slowly put two and two together, he was a shifter! A deep, low purr emitted from the back of her throat as she began to walk cautiously towards him. The cat wasn't quite sure of his temperament, but he looked friendly enough.
The African cat let her head rub up against the side of his leg in an affectionate manner. At close up, the serval looked to be more like an actual wild cat compared to a domestic cat. She had much longer legs then a domestic cat for one thing, her ears were larger then the average house cat. Besides, call her a house cat and you might end up with with teeth in your palm.
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