Post by toby on Jan 5, 2011 17:45:54 GMT -5
Toby Davis
Name:: Toby Davis
Nickname:: he doesn’t currently have any, so feel free to have your characters make up something for him xD
Age:: 15 almost 16
Gender:: male
Species:: demi-god
Olympian Parent:: Apollo
Years at Camp:: this is his first year
Claimed:: yes
Celebrity Claim: Gregg Sulkin
Looks::
Toby has short brown hair, mostly left uncombed or barely touched style-wise. He has brown eyes and somewhat pale skin. He often dresses in graphic tees, his favorite black leather jacket, denim jeans, and plain sneakers. He stands at about five foot nine and weighs about 130 pounds
Personality::
Toby is kind and caring. He often puts others first and is always offering to help. He can be a smidge pushy, always wanting to be someone’s friend. He is caring and motherly, which can annoy people at times. He’s nosey and often got hit because of that at his old school. He can be a real teacher’s pet and a nature-loving, country boy despite living in New York his entire life. He loves poetry and often can be found writing some. The young demigod can be often found hanging out with the person who’s always quiet or always getting in trouble, thinking that what they need is a friend. He can’t seem to grasp that some people don’t want friends and just want to be left the hell alone. He likes to read but does prefer writing. Sports aren’t his thing, despite being athletic. He did sports for awhile, but just doesn’t have fun with them anymore.
The young demi-god feels out of place at Camp Half-Blood because well, he knows nothing about Greek Gods and all this. He was never taught and is eager to learn but doesn’t know who exactly to go to. He doesn’t get fellow Demi-gods that well, but tries to see things from their point of views. He doesn’t get how one can hate their parent while their half-sibling loves the parent. It’s confusing to him, but he tries to get it the best he can. He’s not the best fighter, terrible with swordsmanship and even worse with hand-to-hand combat, but seems to have a natural gift when it comes to archery. He’s still not the best at it, but he’s better at archery than anything else.
Toby is also a born chatter box, always talking people’s ears off. He prefers to not talk about himself and instead usually asks people a lot of questions to get to know them. When asked a question, he usually gives short and brief answers. He doesn’t like talking about himself because he views himself as unimportant and puts others above himself. He wants to speak with his father, never actually meeting him, but is slightly afraid of what he would think. He doesn’t want to be a disappointment to his father because he knows very little about being a Demigod, Olympian Gods, etc. He wants to ask his father so many questions, but believes that Apollo would never waste his time on him. He was never visited by his father, thus he has grown to believe that he means nothing to the god. The teenager was also deprived of really being a kid when he was growing up, so he can tend to act very childish which some people may find annoying. He does like to pull pranks on people but half the time afterwards he feels guilty as hell and ends up apologizing the person’s ears off. He loves playing games and can get very hyper when given soda or any kind of candy.
Family::
History::
Toby was born in New York to the Davis family. He was an only child and grew up with his mother and step-father. Growing up, the demi-god was often beat by his step-father. He grew to fear his step-father and was quite a scared child. He went to school and made friends, but was never allowed to hang out with them outside of school. When he got home he was put to work cleaning the house and doing other chores. His mother often left him alone with his step father, going off to Vegas and other places. That's how she actually met Apollo. She had gone off and had an affair with him. She had actually planned on living a life with Apollo, not knowing he was an Olympian God, but in the end had chosen to go back to Tucker. Toby knows his mom doesn't care for him, it has been obvious his entire life. He gets why they kept him around, so he could do all the chores and make the family money so his parents could sit on their asses all day long.
At the age of thirteen, the young demi-god was claimed by Apollo and met a satyr. He kept on ignoring the satyr as she tried to explain everything to him. He lived two more years ignoring the satyr while she protected him from being attacked by monsters. Thankfully his parents' human "scents" seemed to be enough to hide his demi-god "scent". When he turned fifteen, the teen was attacked by monsters, though. His home was destroyed and his parents almost died. After that his mother screamed and yelled at him while his dad beat him and almost killed him. Luckily the satyr came to his rescue, apologizing for not being there when the monsters had been there. (( Toby still to this day isn't sure how he managed to survive that attack )) She took the teen away from his parents and yelled at him until he agreed to listen to some of what she had to say. All he listened to though was that Olympian gods were real and that he was a demi-god, after that he kind of zoned out.
When he was brought to Camp Half-Blood, he felt so out of place. He would have hung out with the satyr but she had to leave to go get more demi-gods safely to the camp. He started training in archery and continued to write in a journal he had bought one time, though it was filled with nothing but poetry. He came acostume to camp life easily, but still felt like he didn't belongs. Several times he has attempted to contact his father but each time he gives up in the middle of it, too scared to try. He hasn't really become friends with anyone yet but is still looking for a chance to talk to people. He tries to spark conversations with his half-siblings at dinner time, but never seems to know just what to say despite being a chatter box. Lately he's been getting nervous, as if he's starting to care about what people think about him. So far he hasn't gotten into any fights, which he's thankful for. All in all, he's enjoying camp life.
Name/Nickname:: Zoeyarrow or Zoey
Roleplaying Experience:: like about five years. I wish I had more though T.T
Sample RP:: sample as my character Ken Prince aka Wonderboy, son of Wonder Woman from the Teen Titan's roleplay site We're Falling Fast
Hush little hero, don’t you cry. I’m going to stay by your side. I won’t let you die. Hush little hero, don’t say a word. Let’s continue to hide and play. They won’t find us until the end of the day. Hush little hero, don’t you cry. You’re going to fly so high up in the sky. Hush little hero, don’t say a word. Can’t you hear them coming third? The bad man has a big knife. He’s going to cut you tonight. Your blood is going to burn in Hell. Will you be okay? I cannot tell. Hush little hero, don’t you cry. You are going to die. When they bury you in the ground, you will not make a sound. Devil’s eye. Devil’s mouth. Devil’s tail. Devil’s got you now. Crimson red blood filling the sky. We are all going to die. So hush little hero, don’t say a word. The pain you feel will never end, not until you reach the bend. Hush little hero, don’t you cry. I’m not gonna be by your side…
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Ken pulled his black hoodie with the Young Justice initials on it on and over his black shirt with a few graphics on it. The teen was also dressed in gray shorts and black sneakers. He had just stepped out of the base and into the freezing cold morning all for some stupid jog up and down the docks. Thankfully, it gave him an excuse to see Drew. His crush's base was somewhere on the docks, and hopefully it wouldn't take the young Amazon too long to find it. He had been dating the villain for....more than a month now, was it? He hadn't really kept track, figuring it wasn't that important. The teenager started his jog, eyes looking around at each warehouse in order to see which one looked familiar. It didn't take long. His memory soon picked up on which one belonged to his boyfriend.
Jogging up to the door, Wonderboy digged through the pockets of his sweatshirt. He pulled out a key, identical to the one Frost had. He had gotten it by memorizing how the key his crush used looked like and then using some of the Young Justice tech to create one. He had already been at the base two times. One time was to decorate it for Christmas and surprise Drew, who had been not the happiest at the new decorations, and the second time had been because Drew had brought him here. Unlocking the door, the teenage hero slightly opened the door quietly and poked his head in. It was empty...where was Drew? He opened the door fully and walked in, taking a good look around. The decorations were still up and the snowglobe he had given his crush was sitting, perched on a table near the ice-controlling teen's bed. A smile crept onto the Amazon's face. He was glad Drew had liked the gift.
Looking around, the young member of Young Justice could sense that something just wasn't right. He was alone, yet it was as if he felt someone's breath on the back of his neck. He quickly turned around, but no one was there. Sighing, he walked over to the snowglobe, picking it up and shaking it a little. He watched as the fake snow fell around the angel. He set it down and sat down on Drew's bed, waiting for his crush to return.
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Hush little hero, don’t you fear. I’m going to hold you near. Close your lips, hold them tight. If he finds us, do not fight. Hush little hero, don’t say a word. The blade is going to pierce the world. Do you hear what I heard? Devil’s eye. Devil’s mouth. Devil’s tail. Devil’s got you now. Time, time, going by so fast. Will you let me pass? Hush little hero, don’t you cry. You are going bye bye. Walk up to the gates of Hell. Can you tell? You are gone. Hush little hero, don’t say a word. The Devil’s gonna get you if you’re heard. If you’re next, don’t be third. Life and death can all be heard. Hush little hero, don’t you cry. Everything’s gonna be alright. Leave the light, come tonight. You will find the darkness bright.
Hush little hero, don’t you fear. I’m going to hold you near. Close your lips, hold them tight. If he finds us, do not fight. Hush little hero, don’t say a word. The blade is going to pierce the world. Do you hear what I heard? Devil’s eye. Devil’s mouth. Devil’s tail. Devil’s got you now. Time, time, going by so fast. Will you let me pass? Hush little hero, don’t you cry. You are going bye bye. Walk up to the gates of Hell. Can you tell? You are gone. Hush little hero, don’t say a word. The Devil’s gonna get you if you’re heard. If you’re next, don’t be third. Life and death can all be heard. Hush little hero, don’t you cry. Everything’s gonna be alright. Leave the light, come tonight. You will find the darkness bright.
