Post by Heracles Karpusi on Jul 22, 2011 4:49:04 GMT -5
Character Name: Heracles Karpusi
Country: Greece
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Camp guide or teen?: Teen
Appearance:
A messy brown haired 18 year old who is rather tall, but too lazy to be measured so he says he is 6 foot, even if he is not. He has abnormally emerald green eyes, which is the first thing people notice about. He always has a bored or sleepy expression and rarely ever smiles.
His clothing is not the most exciting, nor the best planned out and nothing ever looks like it is ironed, it just looks like the clothing was lying on the floor and he picks it up and wears it (he does). You normally see him wearing a messy open shirt and some random bland pants, sometimes he even forgets to wear shoes! Occasionally he likes to wear a small white hat. Sometimes draped over it is a cat. He always has some sort of cat attached to his clothing, which he doesn't seemed to mind at all!
Personality:
When you first look at Heracles you see a bored, lazy and disinterested person. But when you get to know him, you find that the distant man is actually very kind, loyal and trustworthy, though he would still rather not start a conversation. You would often find Heracles reading a book on philosophy or Ancient Greek History, maybe even a book about cats.
Heracles doesn't look like he would enjoy being active, but there is one kind of active activity that Heracles enjoys, Archeology! He often wonders away to search for some ancient treasures he so dearly loves. He got his love of archeology from his mother, who would often take him out when she was working as an archaeologist in Greece, though he wasn't very good at it back then.
When Heracles gets to know guys, he opens up to them and is his self. But that is rather different when Heracles crosses paths or is spoken to by a girl. He shuts his mouth mostly and becomes extremely shy, only saying short sentences to end the conversation and escape as quick as possible. Though his treasured cats can be a downfall, attracting women and children from everywhere, so he must hide them in a crowd, though it is very hard, since the cats love to move. In a way, when around girls, Heracles is quite a lot like Kiku Honda, inclined and quiet.
Heracles only dislikes a certain turk
Likes:
* Cats
* Sleeping
* Archeology
* Reading
Dislikes:
* Turkish people
* Loud noises
* Dogs
* Neat Freaks
Fears:
* Fire
* Crowds
History:
Heracles was born in Greece, an only child with his loving mother (his father died in a car accident on the highway, when Heracles was just four years old). His mother was kind and taught him about the world, while he was young. He went to a private through his years and was ready to study Archeology, when he turned 16. But he could not, riots in Greece started over the tax and his school was burnt with petrol bombs. It was getting dangerous to live in Greece. He returned home they day his school was burnt, to find his house destroyed (his mother added her findings to the government owned museum, the government worked with her, to find the best digging spots). Heracles searched through his home, only finding a cracked frame with a picture of his mother and him. He never saw his mother, he presumed that she was dead.
Heracles knew the rioters would be after him, so he squeezed his way on a plane, to the powerful country of America, taking only his picture and the cat plushie he kept with him always (his father gave it to him when he was a baby). He looked for a home and ended up renting a room in a family's home, they didn't mind, they liked an extra hand around the house, since their children had left home. Heracles didn't have the money to go back to school, so he became a full time pet shop worker, which he enjoyed, but he needed a break. His hosts demanded he stop working and take the summer off, they handed him a flier for a summer camp, that was taped up on the fence outside the house. Heracles rejected the offer, but they kept insisting. He finally agreed and before he new it, he was at this unfamiliar camp.
Journal Sample:
Hi journal..
This camp is very different, there are so many teens, it is quite unnerving...
People run up to me and ask if I want to go play soccer, I don't understand... are they kids?
I must apologise for not writing sooner, people have not left me alone, until now..... I hope to write to you tomorrow.
Goodnight journal.
Roleplay Sample:
Heracles strode quietly into the 'mess hall', people were shouting from table to table, as a foul green and yellow mass fell out of their mouths. He shuddered slightly, before lining up, careful to avoid the chunks from his innocent shoes. "What Animals..."
Heracles stood behind a boy that looked as old as 15, maybe younger. The boy was bouncing in his place, the tuffles from his beanie bouncing with matching joy. Heracles stiffened, maybe the boy wouldn't see him, he did...
"HI!!!!!!!!~" The boy exclaimed, he turned around with a grin so wide on his face, that it looked like his face would snap in half any moment. Heracles said nothing. The boy didn't give up, his blue eyes sparkled with new felt confidence.
"WHO ARE YOU!!!!!~" The boy's voiced raised louder, if that was even possible.
Heracles thought for a moment.
"He won't give up until I tell him...".
"I-I am Heracles..."
"STRONG PERSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~" The boy screamed in glee!!!!
Heracles raised an eyebrow.
"YOUR NAME SOUNDS STRONG, I'M ALFRED!!!!, HEY LETS GO PLAY!!!!!!!!~" Alfred yelled, before dragging Heracles outside.
"YOUR MY NEW FRIEND" Alfred yelled while dragging Heracles.
"Friend, that sounds OK".
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OoC Information
Name: Charlotte
Timezone: GMT+10
Experience: Msn Role Plays
Contact information: Mlindsay8@hotmail.com
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