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Post by alex on Oct 21, 2011 20:55:14 GMT -7
He who makes a beast of himself Gets rid of the pain of being man
The Basics
Name: Alexander Kiddell Nicknames/Aliases: Anything some one might call him Age: 17 Grade: Junior Occupation: Student Sexuality: Heterosexual, bisexual Monster Parent: Minotaur Mortal Relatives: Mother: Aimée Kiddell (Deceased)
Physical Statistics
Height: 6'3" Weight: 205 Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Muddy Brown Appearance: Tall and muscled, Alex is built like a brick. Square shoulders and jaw, he has fair skin from his mothers french roots. His hair is looks like it was dyed with mud with eyes of the same shade. He often goes around in jeans and one of the Academy shirts(assuming they still have them). Lets Get More Personal
Likes: Mazes Picnics BBQ One on One combat Classical Music Dislikes: PERCY JACKSON!!! Being mistaken for a Satyr The Ocean, he cant swim Trains Smell of the Underworld Personality: Alex is a quiet guy out in the mortal world, being sure not to attract any attention from people that might be able to see through the Mist. When he is in the Divine realm, he opens op quite a bit. He isn't loud or boisterous, his size makes it easy for him to make his presence known. He likes looking at the limelight more then being in it. Give him the chance to pull some strings or be a hidden force, and he will jump on it.
When it comes to the other half-bloods, he much prefers the Romans and their society over the Greeks. He would much rather fight in the Legion then the Greek phalanx. He is ready to fight for those he thinks are worth the effort, but he also does not throw some one under the bus for the smallest reasons. Every one has a dark side, and he understands that to well. Alex has a very intense rage that can over take him in battle or in very stressful situations. He tries to keep it in control, but some times it just flies off the handle.
History: Not born any any matter of way that can be called normal, his birth is more like one straight out of the myths. His mother was an escort of French descent who made a lucrative living off of her profession. She lived in good conditions, and ensnared both old and young in her web of seduction. She was sure that she was the most beautiful women in the world, she advertised herself as such for all to see. It was during her "prime" that she meet the god Ares. He came to her for two weeks before things got very interesting.
She had no idea that the solider that came to her was anything other then just that. It would had been his fifth visit to her for a night of fun, if it had not been for the women that came with him on that night. Spite was hanging heavy in her face that night, but even her displeasure did nothing to shadow the beauty that is the goddess Aphrodite. She decided to show the mortal what true beauty would bring on some one. She gave Aimée her scarf, and with it a sliver of her power. The mortal women found that even the most loyal lover could now be persuaded and seduced by her weakest of charms, and for the first few days, she loved the new power, thanking the women for her gift. But a terror came upon her on the sixth day with her new found skills.
Beast of all manners started to follow her. It started with small animals like birds and rats from the sewers. Then dogs started to bark like a spirit was among them. The strangest thing about this all, was that every single animal that approached her was a male. It became a real problem when they where almost going rabid to get near her. When a large mastif got lose of his owner, it rushed at her, and lunched at her and pinned to the ground and started to hump her. It took three men and the owner to pull the dog off of her. It was that night that her condo was broken into, and the intruder was not man nor beast, but both. The minotuar had came into her home, and it forced itself upon her. She layed crying alone for long hours, begging for the goddess to come and take her gift away from her.
When she had finaly crided herself to sleep, Aphrodite came to her in her dreams that night, and took her blessing back from the women, and told her to enjoy the spoils of beauty. When she awoke that morning, she had already developed the small tell tell sign of a baby bump. She knew it must be impossible, there was no way that she could be pregnant. Aimée was on a high dosage of a birth control. But so she was. Just four weeks later, a boy was born to her. As far as the hospital was concern, he was a healty baby boy. Aimée could see though. When she looked at him through the corners of her eyes, or if she just looked long and hard enough, she could se the small horns that grew from his head.
She tried to be a good mother. To raise him and care for the child. But she could not take it any longer. Every time she saw the boys growing horns, it just reminded her of the Night. It was when he was 5 that she finaly took her own life. He was put into the states hand, and grew up thinking that he was just normal. When ever he had mentioned his horns to an adult, he was always told to stop playing pertend. Eventualy his believe became strong enough that the Mist began to hide them from himself.
When he turned 12 however, his father came for a visit. The Minotuar came crashing through the orphanage where he was living. What every other mortal saw, Alex could not tell; but he saw his father for what he was. The monster rushed at Alex with horns lowered. He was quick to dodge the rushing beast-man. One look around his thrashed home though, and Alex's vision turned red with rage, and he bowled his shoulders into the Minotuar's shoulders and threw him to the ground. Leaping apun his unkown father, started to punch him repeaditly in the face and snout, till blood was over his hands, arms, and every where with in a few feet of the pair. The Minotuar faded into golden dust, leaving behind its ebony horn.
Two days later, a man in a suit and hat came with papers saying he was the boys grandfather. The social worker was quick to sign all the papers and give Alex over to the man. She had a glazed look over her face as he left with the strange man. The strangeness continued when he was brought into a van with three other children around Alex's own age and teenager. When the man that had just adopt him took his hat off, to reveal a set of horns not unlike the orphan's own. He began to talk to them all as he drove them out of the city, and started to explain the new rules of their lives. So began the era of training and life at the Academy. Abilities:Extreme Strength- Alex is strong by any standards, as strong as almost any demi could hope to be. Scent- Alex's scent is much stronger then most, and he is able to gauge the strength of some of his demigod friends.
Weaknesses: Rage- From time to time, Alex will go into an intense berserker state in combat. Other Information: He wields a spear of imperial gold with a point made of the Minotaur's horn
OOC Information
Web Name: Zach Contact: goldfiredragon10@yahoo.com AIM Play by: Tom Welling
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Post by Pontos on Oct 26, 2011 17:43:46 GMT -7
Welcome to Half-Blood Academy! Don't forget to sign in at the Who's Who Thread, and make sure you get your Face ClaimOnce again, Welcome and happy Role Playing!
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