Post by Indigo Shanks on Dec 28, 2010 15:07:36 GMT -5
Name: Indigo Shanks
God-parent: Hecate
Other family: N/A
Appearance:
Gender- Male
Personality: Quiet and solitary. Prefers to keep to himself, but is good with people and relationships. Primarily known for his perpetual silence and sense of humor.
5 likes:
1) Pizza
2) Friends
3) Giving advice
4) Telling Jokes
5) hugging people
5 dislikes:
1) Sushi
2) Designer Perfume
3) Hellhounds (has a scar around his mouth from one)
4) Heavily-lit places
5) Rap music
Fatal Flaw: Will always, always help a friend in need
Friends: N/A (Yet)
RPsample(10 sentences): Indigo waltzed through the forest, breathing in the thick, woodsy scent of the trees. This was his favorite spot on the planet. A deer raced past him, not bothering to freeze in fear; it knew he wouldn't hurt it. He found a branch thick and long enough for him to sit on comfortably, and rested on it, one arm hanging off to the side. Wind suddenly rippled through the forest. An incredibly beautiful woman walked into the clearing. He stared at her, dumbstruck. Of course, Indigo knew this chic was gonna wreck his day. Her hair seemed to catch the sunlight in a flickering pattern. She shifted her form, from beautiful woman to disgusting, partially finished monster.
History(5sentences): Indigo had always had a tough childhood, first losing his mother in a car crash when he was just an infant. Unfortunately, this was only the beginning. He was picked on in middle school for being bisexual, and he started to go inward, shutting himself down. He spent a long period of time not bothering to go to his classes, for fear of more teasing. Little did he know that he wouldn't even have to go to high school, until the hellhound found him alone, and attacked him. He was rescued, of course, by a stray satyr, going back from a failed mission. Three weeks later, Indigo woke in Camp Half-Blood.
Powers: Telekinesis, Teleportation
Age: 14
Other info: N/A
God-parent: Hecate
Other family: N/A
Appearance:
Gender- Male
Personality: Quiet and solitary. Prefers to keep to himself, but is good with people and relationships. Primarily known for his perpetual silence and sense of humor.
5 likes:
1) Pizza
2) Friends
3) Giving advice
4) Telling Jokes
5) hugging people
5 dislikes:
1) Sushi
2) Designer Perfume
3) Hellhounds (has a scar around his mouth from one)
4) Heavily-lit places
5) Rap music
Fatal Flaw: Will always, always help a friend in need
Friends: N/A (Yet)
RPsample(10 sentences): Indigo waltzed through the forest, breathing in the thick, woodsy scent of the trees. This was his favorite spot on the planet. A deer raced past him, not bothering to freeze in fear; it knew he wouldn't hurt it. He found a branch thick and long enough for him to sit on comfortably, and rested on it, one arm hanging off to the side. Wind suddenly rippled through the forest. An incredibly beautiful woman walked into the clearing. He stared at her, dumbstruck. Of course, Indigo knew this chic was gonna wreck his day. Her hair seemed to catch the sunlight in a flickering pattern. She shifted her form, from beautiful woman to disgusting, partially finished monster.
History(5sentences): Indigo had always had a tough childhood, first losing his mother in a car crash when he was just an infant. Unfortunately, this was only the beginning. He was picked on in middle school for being bisexual, and he started to go inward, shutting himself down. He spent a long period of time not bothering to go to his classes, for fear of more teasing. Little did he know that he wouldn't even have to go to high school, until the hellhound found him alone, and attacked him. He was rescued, of course, by a stray satyr, going back from a failed mission. Three weeks later, Indigo woke in Camp Half-Blood.
Powers: Telekinesis, Teleportation
Age: 14
Other info: N/A
