Post by aldo on Dec 5, 2010 22:10:53 GMT -5
Name: Samantha "Sam" Abbot
God-parent: Hephaestus
Other family:
Mother- Alexandra Abbot
Step-father- Arthur Abbot
Little brother- Elliot Abbot
Appearance:
Hair- Short and straight brown hair
Eyes- Steely blue
Build- 5'8", relatively thin, though she has a decent amount of muscle
Clothing- Her typical attire is a red tank-top and sweatpants, usually with grey sneakers
Gender- Female
Personality: Sam has an infamously short temper, the main reason she has few friends and can get extremely angry from any small thing that irritates her. She is always honest and blunt when talking with people, believing it better to tell them the truth than to lie. She is fiercely loyal to the few friends she has and refuses to betray any of them for any reason. She takes great pride in her work and becomes extremely depressed whenever something goes wrong with her creations.
5 likes: Working in the forge, her friends, jogging, boxing, peaches
5 dislikes: Heights, dragons, cowards, mean people, Ares and his children
Fatal Flaw: Easily angered and becomes reckless when angry
Friends: Amanda Kane
RPsample(10 sentences): The sounds of the forge always managed to calm Sam down, especially if she had something to work on. As long as she had something to work on, she could just forget the world around her. Nothing got to her when she was working on something, in this case an automaton that was meant to resemble a hawk. It was something that she had been working on for a few days and it was finally done, hardly a surprise for her. As long as she had access to the right tools, she could turn almost anything into something new in no time. Of course, being finished didn't mean it worked. Fingers trembling, Sam pushed a button hidden underneath the hawk's right wing, hopefully activating it. Almost immediately the hawk's eyes glowed a bright red and it looked at Sam as though expecting something. "Success!" she shouted happily, immediately knowing what she wanted it to do. Considering that she had designed it with a basic video camera behind it's eye, the only thing she could think of doing was having it spy on people she didn't like, which at the moment were Ares' annoying children. "Initiate Sequence Nine Five," she told the hawk, being sure to speak clearly. If she didn't specify which cabin to head to, it would probably just fly around and that was just useless. Luckily, it seemed to understand what she wanted as it quickly flew upwards to the main cabin. Quickly realizing what would happen, Sam ran ahead of it and opened the closed window seconds before the hawk soared out of it. Sticking her head out the window to make sure that her creation did it's job properly, Sam was pleased to watch it perch in a tree outside Cabin 5, where it hopefully wouldn't be spotted. "Perfect as usual," Sam said to herself, pleased despite the boredom that would inevitably come with nothing else to do. With no other plans for the forges, she headed for the arena, rubbing her bronze arm anxiously. Maybe she could get somebody to fight her there.
History(5sentences): Sam was born in Richmond, Virginia to Alexandra Abbot, a young woman making a living by repairing cars and electronics. Despite her mother's best efforts, Sam grew up as a troubled child, frequently allowing her anger to get the better of her. By the time she was 12, she had been expelled from six different schools for assaulting other students for minor annoyances. The only school that she was even allowed to stay at was a private school that she was sure she would get kicked out of anyway. While there, she was forced to take up boxing as a way to vent out her anger issues, though it did very little to stop her from attacking people. A few weeks after she began going to the school, she was attacked by a dragon and tried to fight it herself, resulting in her right arm being bitten off. Before the dragon could do any worse to her, she was rescued by one of the teachers who took her to Camp Half Blood, where she found out she was a daughter of Hephaestus. With the help of her new siblings, she crafted a new arm for herself out of celestial bronze to replace the one the dragon ate.
Powers: Able to use almost any machine regardless of experience, able to create almost anything, stronger than normal demigods
Age: 17
Other info: Though she does carry a dagger with her, Sam very rarely uses it and prefers to fight with her celestial bronze arm whenever she can.
God-parent: Hephaestus
Other family:
Mother- Alexandra Abbot
Step-father- Arthur Abbot
Little brother- Elliot Abbot
Appearance:
Hair- Short and straight brown hair
Eyes- Steely blue
Build- 5'8", relatively thin, though she has a decent amount of muscle
Clothing- Her typical attire is a red tank-top and sweatpants, usually with grey sneakers
Gender- Female
Personality: Sam has an infamously short temper, the main reason she has few friends and can get extremely angry from any small thing that irritates her. She is always honest and blunt when talking with people, believing it better to tell them the truth than to lie. She is fiercely loyal to the few friends she has and refuses to betray any of them for any reason. She takes great pride in her work and becomes extremely depressed whenever something goes wrong with her creations.
5 likes: Working in the forge, her friends, jogging, boxing, peaches
5 dislikes: Heights, dragons, cowards, mean people, Ares and his children
Fatal Flaw: Easily angered and becomes reckless when angry
Friends: Amanda Kane
RPsample(10 sentences): The sounds of the forge always managed to calm Sam down, especially if she had something to work on. As long as she had something to work on, she could just forget the world around her. Nothing got to her when she was working on something, in this case an automaton that was meant to resemble a hawk. It was something that she had been working on for a few days and it was finally done, hardly a surprise for her. As long as she had access to the right tools, she could turn almost anything into something new in no time. Of course, being finished didn't mean it worked. Fingers trembling, Sam pushed a button hidden underneath the hawk's right wing, hopefully activating it. Almost immediately the hawk's eyes glowed a bright red and it looked at Sam as though expecting something. "Success!" she shouted happily, immediately knowing what she wanted it to do. Considering that she had designed it with a basic video camera behind it's eye, the only thing she could think of doing was having it spy on people she didn't like, which at the moment were Ares' annoying children. "Initiate Sequence Nine Five," she told the hawk, being sure to speak clearly. If she didn't specify which cabin to head to, it would probably just fly around and that was just useless. Luckily, it seemed to understand what she wanted as it quickly flew upwards to the main cabin. Quickly realizing what would happen, Sam ran ahead of it and opened the closed window seconds before the hawk soared out of it. Sticking her head out the window to make sure that her creation did it's job properly, Sam was pleased to watch it perch in a tree outside Cabin 5, where it hopefully wouldn't be spotted. "Perfect as usual," Sam said to herself, pleased despite the boredom that would inevitably come with nothing else to do. With no other plans for the forges, she headed for the arena, rubbing her bronze arm anxiously. Maybe she could get somebody to fight her there.
History(5sentences): Sam was born in Richmond, Virginia to Alexandra Abbot, a young woman making a living by repairing cars and electronics. Despite her mother's best efforts, Sam grew up as a troubled child, frequently allowing her anger to get the better of her. By the time she was 12, she had been expelled from six different schools for assaulting other students for minor annoyances. The only school that she was even allowed to stay at was a private school that she was sure she would get kicked out of anyway. While there, she was forced to take up boxing as a way to vent out her anger issues, though it did very little to stop her from attacking people. A few weeks after she began going to the school, she was attacked by a dragon and tried to fight it herself, resulting in her right arm being bitten off. Before the dragon could do any worse to her, she was rescued by one of the teachers who took her to Camp Half Blood, where she found out she was a daughter of Hephaestus. With the help of her new siblings, she crafted a new arm for herself out of celestial bronze to replace the one the dragon ate.
Powers: Able to use almost any machine regardless of experience, able to create almost anything, stronger than normal demigods
Age: 17
Other info: Though she does carry a dagger with her, Sam very rarely uses it and prefers to fight with her celestial bronze arm whenever she can.
