Post by ericconnelly on Jul 12, 2010 23:53:08 GMT -5
ready to fight, a knife held close by your side
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Eric Connelly
broken mirror, a million shades of light
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Name:: Eric Connelly
Nickname:: "Wheels"
Age::20
Gender::Male
we can run to the end of the world
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Species:: Demi-God
Olympian Parent:: Hephaestus
Years at Camp:: 4 years
Claimed:: yes
the songs of the season are her only crown
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Celebrity Claim:Sam Worthington
Looks::
Eric use to stand at around 5'7, though this seems tall, it's really not to him at least, his step-father being the tallest, and he really doesn't feel that tall when he's around his step-father but now that he’s in a wheel chair he doesn’t feel so tall. His hair is always since short, with some wave to it, there is a mix of blond and brown, on most days, you can see him with it combed, mostly with his hands, he just flips it around a few times, and just something out of it, but there will be other times, where he will wake up in the morning and not give a care in the whole what his hair looks like, and even then, it looks pretty well. He does however have a number of scars, many of them just little knicks and cuts from accidents or small scuffles. The largest and most noticed when he's got his shirt off covers a great deal of his back and was nearly deadly as it came quite close to his spine.
Moving down to his head, now the thing about his head, it that it fit's perfect with his body and neck, it's not like his head it to big for his neck. His face his round, and slender, but to him it don't matter, if people think he's good looking. He's not one to walk around going 'Oh look at me, I am hot, kind of thing', it's not him. Eric's eyes are a normal round shape, and they’re a light blue in colour. His nose is a little big than he wonted, but I mean what can he do now about it? Nothing, so he just as to deal with it, and it doesn't help with the bugging he got from his mother. His ears really don’t have a shape to them, there just there to fit in with his face and head. The only thing Eric doesn’t like about his face is the somewhat faded but not scar that runs along his left eye and down the bridge of his nose and stops down at where his nose and cheek starts.
As he moved down to his body, it’s a funny thing, when you first look at Eric, you think him to be this lazy kind of guy, who doesn’t work out, or anything like that, but really it’s just a mask, he really his very well-built, but really doesn’t like showing it to people, maybe only his family, he works out when he has free time, he just likes it to be that way, which is mostly in the forge. Now when you see him in the cabin’s or outside, his face is always changing, one moment he could be smirking at you for talking or doing something outside, or the next thing, he could be smiling and laughing along with some joke or something stupid you did or didn’t do. Like I said Eric’s face can change very quickly sometimes, and other’s don’t understand, but most of his cabin’s mates and others know.
Now on to the type of clothing he wears each day, it vary’s really, it all seems to fill out in the morning, if he’s having a bad or good day, all these things factor what he will wear, most of the time, he likes to wear jeans and a t-shirt. He’s a very simple kind of guy when it comes to what ever he might wear. It’s not like he stands at the mirror everything night and says what he’s going to wear in the morning. But around camp, you can spot him wearing his Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and a pair of jeans or short, with his four breads around his neck. But pretty much Eric will wear anything he will find in his camp bag. When it gets hot, he tends to be shirtless and loves to wear shorts. But no matter what he wear the heat is nothing to him. He also has two tattoo’s on each side on his arms. What most people don’t know that he is in fact in a wheel chair, but that doesn’t stop but he can still do what he loves, making weapons and stuff, he just can’t be in battle, which brings him down sometimes.
Personality::
He's one of those campers, is kind of laid back about things, but still makes sure that everything is in check, because he will not be scared to tell you how he feels about what ever you might be doing. But even then, he still brings the like able atmosphere to the camp, that make some new campers ask him for help. Though he is 18, he can some times act like a kid, which can be fun for him and other's too. But there is other time where he just keeps to his self, and doesn't talk to anyone, more than lilky this happens, when some makes a comment about him being in a wheelchair or the fact of the ugly scar across his face, so when that happens he locks himself in the cabin, or the forge doesn't come out for hours, but he also puts on a mask and hides whatever is going and acts tough.
Eric is a fun, loving caring person. Always wiling to help and is good with people. He is wise and knows abit about history. He can sometimes be moody cause he likes to keep to himself most of the time. But other times he is with his friends, or his family, and most of the time when he's out. He’s gone though many different things in his lifetime. The most tragic thing that as happened in his life was the lose of his mother.
But most of the time he likes to be around others. He is someone you can go to if you not filling well or just wonted someone to talk to, he’ll listen to what ever you have to say and he wont judge you at all. Eric can be some what of a prankster around his friends, he always with them, and even with his family he likes to joke a lot, he's like to think himself of a big brother to other’s.
Eric has many strengths which include, helping new campers around, able to know what something it wrong or not right, can tell if you need help or not (it’s all in the face), Never backs down from anything, Good with working with metal, Always willing to help no matter what, Hard working, His physical strength, Taking to People (sometimes, but sometimes when it comes to Girls), Helping people with things. But William also as many Weaknesses and Flaw including, Can be grumpy in the morning, Not being able to help, If things get out of hand, and he can’t deal with it, Is able to keep things bottled inside and not tell anyone, Can put on a masked face, Seeing his family hurt, Being around his friends, being around Girls, Love. Feeling helpless because of the way he is
Family::
Lillian Connelly (Mother, dead)
Hephaestus (Father)
Kevin Morrison (Step-father, dead)
Tyler Connelly (Grand-father, dead)
Kathy Connelly (Grand-mother, alive)
History::
It was in a small town in England that Lillian Connelly was born to Tyler and Kathy Connelly. They lived a simple life like most of the people that lived in Liverpool. Tyler was a full time doctor so he wasn’t really home much. Kathy was a schoolteacher, a job she loved very much. Lillian grew up pretty good, and never dated anyone, until she was around 30, when just like her mother become a teacher; her soft touch showed every one that she truly was something, something that made her into a great teacher everyone loved. She was taking a trip into town when she meets a wonderful man, well in her eyes. To others he might seem a little lame, and he walked with a limp. But Lillian saw something in him that no one else did. After there meeting, Lillian fell in love with the man, and soon, a few months later Eric Connelly was born. Lillian was so happy to have a child of her own, but there was something there that scared her, because she knew who the man was, and the threat that the child could have. But Lillian told herself that he would love this child no matter what happened.
Taking care of a kid on your own is harder than it look’s though Lillian did have her mother to help, her father dieing before Eric was born. Eric lived a simple life, not thinking about the fears and troubles he would have to face when he would get older. But Lillian never shadowed, who his father really was, though Eric didn’t understand, he soon came to, when he got abit older. At the age of 3, Eric was diagnosed with ADHD and Dyslexia. This really brought Eric down; she knew that it was going to be hard for Eric in school. And trust me it was, Eric never stayed in one school to long, and it wasn’t long before the demon’s and monster’s started to come around too. They moved to his grandmother’s house. But they kept coming. Lillian kept telling Eric about his father, because she had promised that they would tell the truth to each other no matter what, so she never kept the fact that his father was a god secret. And as William got older he understands more. But he hated that his mother had to quit her job and home school him because of what had happened at the last school.
Well it hadn’t been his flaunt that a huge Fury had tried to kill him right in front of the whole gym class. Eric had learned a lot about Greek thing’s from his mother because she made sure he would be ready when the time came. Eric tried to make things better but it didn’t help, and the more it happened, the more he got angry at his father for not being there, but later on he would learn the truth. Lillian with the help of her mother got some money together and moved to the states. Eric didn’t like the move, but he hoped the monsters would go away. Well he was wrong the monster’s still came, but then they died down abit. When they got here Eric was around five. That’s when Lillian meet Kevin, he seemed like a nice guy on the outside but he wasn’t on the inside. He was really abuse to Lillian and Eric. When Eric was eight, Kevin attack him with a knife, leaving the scar across his back that almost killed him. But even though all of this happened Lillian still agreed to marry Kevin. Eric was very upset with this and didn’t know why he’s mother could marry someone like him. But it keep the monsters away, but when in fact the real monster was leaving with them.
Eric spent the next few years living in hell until he could no longer take it. He knew of Camp Half-Blood, he knew of his father and he hated the fact that he wasn’t there for his mother and him, but he was going to make things better, he was going to take his mother away from Kevin and they were going to find this Camp and he’s mother and him would finally be free and safe. But things didn’t turn out like that. The night they were going to live, Kevin tried to attack Eric again and this times things got worse. Lillian tried to safe her son and she was killed by Kevin who was really going for Eric. Eric angered by what Kevin had done he attacked him and they both went flying out the window of the building they were living in. The fall killed Kevin and should have killed Eric if he was a normal kid but he wasn’t.
That night he had been claimed by his father. Finally he was a son of Hephaestus, but now he lay on the cold ground, non able to move because the fall had broken both of his legs. He doesn’t remember much, but the next thing he knows is that he’s in the hospital with his grandmother at his side. She knew who he’s father was all along and she told him what happened. He didn’t want his mother to be dead. But the worse news that he got was that he would never be able to walk again.
It took many years for Eric to get use to being in a wheel chair, but that didn’t stop this demi-god, he was going to show everyone that he could do the same things. He knew that it was time that he found Camp Half-Blood and made his place in this world. He has spent now four years there, and even though he is in a wheel chair, he can still do what he likes to do, making weapons and other things, though he can’t fight in battle or anything, he is just fine doing other stuff. The first time he tried to attack a monster well in his wheel chair left him with a huge scar across his face, and the death of another demi-god on his plate. Things just don’t seem to go right for Eric. But every now and again he will have werid dreams, where he’s not longing in a wheel chair and he is a great hero, but he knows these things will never be.
broken sword and shield and tears that never fall
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Name/Nickname:: Amanda or Poseidon
Roleplaying Experience:: 4 years
Sample RP::
(Just in case you need one, this is from a Harry Potter site I use to be on)
A blank look came over him as he looked at the bottles in front of him. His mind kept telling him Arden you know you shouldn’t be doing this; you’re better than that. He smirked at that thought, he hadn’t heard the name Arden in along time, now it was just Doug, he thought that maybe just maybe by leaving Hogwarts right after the end of school, was for the best, making a living as a muggle teacher, with the help of his mother and father, he was glad, he had hoped that changing his name, that he could get all the things out of his mind about the past.
But it seemed no matter how far he tried to run from it, it seemed to come back with full force. Most of the time he could handle the few name calling in his class room, just blocked it out of his mind, but it was not the students in the classroom, it was the life out side the class room that was bringing him down, he couldn’t go any where with getting a look or too from anyone, wither it from students, co-workers, parents, and the list went on. I mean he was a Lion this shouldn’t be running him down, but it seemed that Doug’s most likely flaw of keeping things bottled.
And it looked like things and kept bottling up, that it got to much for him and he felt like he was about to scream out or something. To just to go back outside in that rain and just yell, let it all out at once, maybe he would feel better if he did, but then again maybe he wouldn’t feel better, if he went out there for the longest time, and he knew he would than he would get a cold, and then that would rise more questions, though the other things hadn’t raised a lot of question he couldn’t even remember how long he had spent in the headmistress office.
He slowly got up from the chair, but thought second about it and sat down again. Then the door opened and abit of the cold air came in though the door, giving him abit of a chill, since his coat had been soaked by the rain and also his head, he shook off the chills, since he told himself he was tougher than that, he had not been born to be some wimp of a kid, he was stronger than that, he guessed that was why he had been with the Lions. He felt a hand on his back, and his first thought was a student had seen him, most of the Lion’s were understanding, he was the head of there house, he was to show them that he could never he brought down by anything, and it seemed like that for a longest time, but then it all came crashing down. He was about to tell them to go away.
But when his eyes went to the person beside him, he stopped thinking that. Bailey Lace, his almost sister, and best friend since first year. He watched her, not letting her see his face, another one of Doug’s biggest flaws, he wore a mask, even when he didn’t wont to, he just didn’t wont Bailey to see his face, that was all, he knew she would ask who it was and go on and on, he didn’t mind, she had helped him, may times back in school, but now that he was older, he would just take it no matter what happen. When she asked the question, he looked up at her, hiding the other side of his face, and nodded his head, “Ya, just great…”, he said with a smirk, and put down the other bottle, taking another one he had order, with his right hand, on which one of his finger had been taped by the healers at the school, broken they had said. Well no duh he thought, I mean they didn’t put there shoe on my finger for nothing.
He watched her again, there was something on her mind, and he could tell, he knew her very well, since they had been friends for so long. But he knew that if she wonted to talk about, he would let her tell him, and he wolds not ask questions; in else she wonted to tell him what was up. He smirked again, “It’s nothing, I can’t handle”, he said as he turned his head back to the bottle, and looked at it for a long time, just the little hint of the other side of his face flash, as you could see the black ring around his eye. Sure they pushed him down to the ground, and kicked him. He just told everyone he had woke up in the morning and walked into a door, no one knew the real truth, because it was Doug’s flaw kicking in again. But he knew Bailey, was a sweet girl, but he also knew she wonted take what he had just told her, and he knew she would ask a lot of question about it after. So he started again, ‘Its just…”, he started and then stopped, how could he say if with making a big deal out of it, so he thought and started again, “Some people just need to learn, that not everyone is like them..”.
