Post by Jase on Nov 27, 2010 19:26:18 GMT -5
Name: Arthur Wright
God-parent: Ares
Other family: None
Appearance:
Hair- Slick black hair
Eyes- Coal-black eyes that become tinged red when angry
Build- Slim, about 5'2"
Clothing- Bright red blood-print leather sports jacket, with jet-black leather pants and shoes
Gender- Male
Personality: Extremely hotheaded--Arthur rather relishes fights and enjoys acting as if everyone is under him.
5 likes: Fights, fire, red, power, sunglasses
5 dislikes: Water (lakes, seas, etc), Mr. D and his children, satyrs, bows (as weapons), hats, moon
Fatal Flaw: Pride
Friends: None
RPsample(10 sentences):
Arthur stared straight ahead. "Like I've told you, idiot, there is little I would love more than to turn you into a pile of ash."
The satyr sniffed delicately. "Unfortunately for you, hothead, you are not allowed to fry satyrs at Camp Half-blood."
Arthur whirled around, "Get--out--of--my--sight--before--I--kill--you!" he ground out through clenched teeth.
The satyr took hint and scrambled away, shouting over his shoulder, "Mr. D will hear of this!"
"To Hades with Dionysus," Arthur whispered, turning his back. "He will rue the day he interfered with me!"
History(5sentences):
Arthur Wright has no close family--his mother, thinking that Ares had left them for good, drank herself to death, leaving Arthur with a heavy grudge against Dionysus. He was left to fend for himself. His dad Ares led him to Camp Half-blood at age 12. On the way, he met up with some satyrs, who attempted to lead him to the camp without Ares's help. After nearly leading him into a dragon's lair, he gained a great dislike for satyrs in general and left them to find his way to Camp Half-blood on his own.
Powers: Radiate anger and really good with a sword.
Age: 13
Weapons: Blood-red rapier nicknamed "Strife"
God-parent: Ares
Other family: None
Appearance:
Hair- Slick black hair
Eyes- Coal-black eyes that become tinged red when angry
Build- Slim, about 5'2"
Clothing- Bright red blood-print leather sports jacket, with jet-black leather pants and shoes
Gender- Male
Personality: Extremely hotheaded--Arthur rather relishes fights and enjoys acting as if everyone is under him.
5 likes: Fights, fire, red, power, sunglasses
5 dislikes: Water (lakes, seas, etc), Mr. D and his children, satyrs, bows (as weapons), hats, moon
Fatal Flaw: Pride
Friends: None
RPsample(10 sentences):
Arthur stared straight ahead. "Like I've told you, idiot, there is little I would love more than to turn you into a pile of ash."
The satyr sniffed delicately. "Unfortunately for you, hothead, you are not allowed to fry satyrs at Camp Half-blood."
Arthur whirled around, "Get--out--of--my--sight--before--I--kill--you!" he ground out through clenched teeth.
The satyr took hint and scrambled away, shouting over his shoulder, "Mr. D will hear of this!"
"To Hades with Dionysus," Arthur whispered, turning his back. "He will rue the day he interfered with me!"
History(5sentences):
Arthur Wright has no close family--his mother, thinking that Ares had left them for good, drank herself to death, leaving Arthur with a heavy grudge against Dionysus. He was left to fend for himself. His dad Ares led him to Camp Half-blood at age 12. On the way, he met up with some satyrs, who attempted to lead him to the camp without Ares's help. After nearly leading him into a dragon's lair, he gained a great dislike for satyrs in general and left them to find his way to Camp Half-blood on his own.
Powers: Radiate anger and really good with a sword.
Age: 13
Weapons: Blood-red rapier nicknamed "Strife"
