Post by thatcher on Jan 24, 2011 19:54:32 GMT -5
[/font]THATCHERREEDWARD!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Caliber. I am seventeen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for about four years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have one other character, Ariadne, on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.
Name: Thatcher Reed Ward
Nickname: Thatch
Age: Twenty-nine
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Member Group: Demigod Teacher – Son of Apollo
Appearance: Thatcher is tall, slim, and lanky. He doesn't look like the most formidable character, but don't let his looks fool you. He is athletic and strong, being the son of Apollo, though his strength is of the more wiry sort. He has short black hair that is usually somewhat unkepmt, and often has a bit of an unshaved beard. He dresses very well, usually in suits and waistcoats, and loves looking his best. He often has a shy or devious smile on his face, and his brown eyes are very expressive.
Personality: Thatch is one of those teachers that all of the kids love. He is funloving, adventurous, and hates being boring. He has a natural charisma that draws people to him, and oftentimes people look up to him. He loves joking and is very witty and quick thinking, always having a smart comment for any situation. He loves getting to know people, and though he is almost thirty he still sometimes thinks of himself as a kid. He rarely ever gets angry, but when he does you better watch out. Otherwise, he is extremely amiable and easy to get along with.
Likes: teaching, reading, nature, archery, dressing fancy, music
Dislikes: crowded places, cars, rude people, rap music, alcohol, crazy teenager parties
Mother: Marie Ward, 57, wildlife biologist
Father: Apollo
Siblings: Younger Brother – Arthur Ward, 23, Marines
Pets: None
History: Thatcher's inception was basically just like any demigod's; his father, Apollo, fell in love with a mortal woman and from their relationship came Thatch. Though Apollo was never too attached to his son, Thatch was one of the few demigods who didn't blame his dad. He was always fairly optimistic about the whole thing, even though he knew he would never really know a father. A few years after he was born, his mother married a man named Derek and the two had another son, Arthur. Though they were only step-brothers and they were six years apart, Thatch always looked after Arthur and took on the role of protective older brother.
After high school, Thatch attended Penn State with the intent of majoring in Journalism, though by the time he graduated his major was in Teaching. He skipped around a few different high schools on the east coast, but he never really found his place until he came to Richmond three years ago. Ever since, Thatcher has been happily instructing young demigods at Richmond High School.
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Roleplay Post
It was already partway through the winter semester, and Ariadne hadn't even gone to a party yet. Sad, right? With a sigh, the young demigod scrutinized herself in the mirror of her dorm. She wore a deep red halter top dress that fell just past her knees in a jagged, handkerchief hem. It fit well and showed off what curves she had. Her hair was pulled into an up-do that required an astounding amount of bobby pins to keep in place, but looked good. She didn't have much makeup on; only some around her eyes, but she admitted to herself that she didn't' think she needed it. She looked pretty good, even by her standards.
Glancing at the clock, she noticed that there was only a few minutes until the party actually started. Well, that was okay. Being fashionably late was more her style. Grabbing her keys, Ariadne made her way as fast as she could to her car in her uncomfortable heels. Grimacing to herself, she climbed inside her Chevrolet Impala and pulled out of the dorm parking lot, headed towards Sage's party house. It wasn't too far away, and Ari probably could have walked, but the idea of hiking there and back in her heels was ridiculous, so she sucked it up and payed the gas money to save her feet.
Parking next to the curb, she saw that the party was already getting started. As she slammed the car door behind her, she could feel the vibration of the subwoofer even all the way out of the sidewalk. This should prove to be an interesting party, she thought to herself as she watched various people trickle inside, some carrying booze. Shrugging to herself, she walked up the sidewalk and inside the house.
The first things she noticed were the decorations and the noise, quickly followed by the astounding amount of alcohol piled by the door. There were several groups of people standing around, some she knew and some she didn't. She recognized Sage, Danielle, and a couple of others over by the speakers, and decided to join them. "Quite the party you've got going," she said to Sage as she approached, her British accent immediately giving her away as a foreigner. "Looks like you've got enough alcohol to get the entire British Navy drunk." She smiled. Everyone looked pretty good in their formal wear, and she had to admit that there was not a shortage of attractive guys at this party.
Glancing at the clock, she noticed that there was only a few minutes until the party actually started. Well, that was okay. Being fashionably late was more her style. Grabbing her keys, Ariadne made her way as fast as she could to her car in her uncomfortable heels. Grimacing to herself, she climbed inside her Chevrolet Impala and pulled out of the dorm parking lot, headed towards Sage's party house. It wasn't too far away, and Ari probably could have walked, but the idea of hiking there and back in her heels was ridiculous, so she sucked it up and payed the gas money to save her feet.
Parking next to the curb, she saw that the party was already getting started. As she slammed the car door behind her, she could feel the vibration of the subwoofer even all the way out of the sidewalk. This should prove to be an interesting party, she thought to herself as she watched various people trickle inside, some carrying booze. Shrugging to herself, she walked up the sidewalk and inside the house.
The first things she noticed were the decorations and the noise, quickly followed by the astounding amount of alcohol piled by the door. There were several groups of people standing around, some she knew and some she didn't. She recognized Sage, Danielle, and a couple of others over by the speakers, and decided to join them. "Quite the party you've got going," she said to Sage as she approached, her British accent immediately giving her away as a foreigner. "Looks like you've got enough alcohol to get the entire British Navy drunk." She smiled. Everyone looked pretty good in their formal wear, and she had to admit that there was not a shortage of attractive guys at this party.
