Post by andromedajohnson on Oct 23, 2011 21:01:41 GMT -5
Name: Andromeda Torin
God-parent: Morpheus
Other family: Mother Shelly Torin, unknown younger brother (died before he was born)
Appearance:
Hair- Black, slightly wavy, falls around her waist when down but she normally keeps it up
Eyes- Midnight blue, appear almost black, almond shape
Build- 5'1" slim but athletic, and almost perfect hour glass figure, it's not quite perfect though because her hips are slightly wider then her chest
Clothing- Black wrap-around top, dark blue head scarf, black poofy pants and black strap-y sandals (the whole outfit is reminiscent of a belly dancers) when not at camp, when at camp the traditional camp t-shirt though it stops just above her belly button, and a pair of low rise, dark wash jeans, and all black converse.
Gender- Female
Personality: More world weary then most she is used to having people watch her all the time, she knows she's not fully trusted because of the role her father played in the Titanomachy, however despite that and the fact that she knows people can not be trusted she can not help but be hopeful that some day people will redeem themselves, and that everyone at camp trust her some day. She has a strong sense of loyalty but will not hesitate to eviscerate anyone she thinks has wronged her.
5 likes: Books, dreams, video games, fruit, and cooking
5 dislikes: People who say dreams are a waste of time, bright lights, The Hunters, being on the open sea alone, and B-Movies
Fatal Flaw: the inability to let go of revenge
Friends: Unknown at this time
RPsample: I walked slowly into the camp, a satyr at my side. I tried not to let it show, but the truth was, I was really nervous. Camp Half-Blood was for the kids of the Greek gods, not the Egyptian, and while I wasn't about to tell anyone any time soon my father was most definitely Egyptian. Just at the bottom of the hill I was met by two more satyrs telling me that I had to get to the big house and meet the camp director. I heard a saying once that getting there is half the fun, in this case not so much, of course meeting the camp director, Mr. D wasn't all that much fun either... I thought maybe the two of us might have gotten along were it not for the fact that we were both so much alike that we hated each other the moment we meet. Okay so the phrasing may be strong, but the point is we just can't seem to see eye to eye. After a long and, in my opinion, overly complicated introduction about the camp, it was decided that I would be in cabin 11. I wasn't to sure how I felt about this, but figured I would go along with it for now. Letting out a sigh I walked away with one of the satyrs at my side, "So the cabins, each one has a different god or something?" I asked as we walked to the cabin. (obviously not Andromeda but it was the first thing I thought of hope that's okay)
History: Andromeda was born in Egypt where her mother was working as an Archeologist, she and her mother lived there for five years, when her mother got pregnant a second time she decided to move back to New York. After a few months her mother suffered a miscarriage and became very depressed saying that she wished Andromeda's father would just take the girl away. After several years of listening to this, she left she wondered around for quite some time, and eventually found her way to Camp Half-Blood. After a few she went back to visit her mother, and found out her mother was very ill. Andromeda who still loves her mother very much is still trying to help her mother heal and tries to bring Egypt to her mother in the way she dresses. However she can't help but feel somewhere deep down inside that her mother would be better off dead.
Powers: The ability to put people to sleep, she can also wave their dreams to suit her needs.
Age: 17
Other info: None that I can think of at the moment
Celebrity Face Claim:
Status: Alive
God-parent: Morpheus
Other family: Mother Shelly Torin, unknown younger brother (died before he was born)
Appearance:
Hair- Black, slightly wavy, falls around her waist when down but she normally keeps it up
Eyes- Midnight blue, appear almost black, almond shape
Build- 5'1" slim but athletic, and almost perfect hour glass figure, it's not quite perfect though because her hips are slightly wider then her chest
Clothing- Black wrap-around top, dark blue head scarf, black poofy pants and black strap-y sandals (the whole outfit is reminiscent of a belly dancers) when not at camp, when at camp the traditional camp t-shirt though it stops just above her belly button, and a pair of low rise, dark wash jeans, and all black converse.
Gender- Female
Personality: More world weary then most she is used to having people watch her all the time, she knows she's not fully trusted because of the role her father played in the Titanomachy, however despite that and the fact that she knows people can not be trusted she can not help but be hopeful that some day people will redeem themselves, and that everyone at camp trust her some day. She has a strong sense of loyalty but will not hesitate to eviscerate anyone she thinks has wronged her.
5 likes: Books, dreams, video games, fruit, and cooking
5 dislikes: People who say dreams are a waste of time, bright lights, The Hunters, being on the open sea alone, and B-Movies
Fatal Flaw: the inability to let go of revenge
Friends: Unknown at this time
RPsample: I walked slowly into the camp, a satyr at my side. I tried not to let it show, but the truth was, I was really nervous. Camp Half-Blood was for the kids of the Greek gods, not the Egyptian, and while I wasn't about to tell anyone any time soon my father was most definitely Egyptian. Just at the bottom of the hill I was met by two more satyrs telling me that I had to get to the big house and meet the camp director. I heard a saying once that getting there is half the fun, in this case not so much, of course meeting the camp director, Mr. D wasn't all that much fun either... I thought maybe the two of us might have gotten along were it not for the fact that we were both so much alike that we hated each other the moment we meet. Okay so the phrasing may be strong, but the point is we just can't seem to see eye to eye. After a long and, in my opinion, overly complicated introduction about the camp, it was decided that I would be in cabin 11. I wasn't to sure how I felt about this, but figured I would go along with it for now. Letting out a sigh I walked away with one of the satyrs at my side, "So the cabins, each one has a different god or something?" I asked as we walked to the cabin. (obviously not Andromeda but it was the first thing I thought of hope that's okay)
History: Andromeda was born in Egypt where her mother was working as an Archeologist, she and her mother lived there for five years, when her mother got pregnant a second time she decided to move back to New York. After a few months her mother suffered a miscarriage and became very depressed saying that she wished Andromeda's father would just take the girl away. After several years of listening to this, she left she wondered around for quite some time, and eventually found her way to Camp Half-Blood. After a few she went back to visit her mother, and found out her mother was very ill. Andromeda who still loves her mother very much is still trying to help her mother heal and tries to bring Egypt to her mother in the way she dresses. However she can't help but feel somewhere deep down inside that her mother would be better off dead.
Powers: The ability to put people to sleep, she can also wave their dreams to suit her needs.
Age: 17
Other info: None that I can think of at the moment
Celebrity Face Claim:
Status: Alive
