Post by Charlie "Quinn" St. Jean on Sept 15, 2011 13:28:18 GMT -5
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[/center]Hey! I go by isaac. I am eightteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for 2 years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by msn and pm (msn: isaacsmilerz@hotmail.com).
Name: Charlie Quinn St. Jean
Nickname: Quinn, The Daemon Slayer, The Shadow.
Age: Seventeen
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Playby: dimitri vankerkoven
Member Group: demigod, son of enyo.
Enyo
She is responsible for orchestrating the destruction of cities, During the fall of Troy, Enyo inflicted great horror and bloodshead.
Appearance: Charlie is the devil in disguise, he is handsome as a god. However, this is an illusion, he is of course handsome without the illusion over him that he tortured out of a Child of Hecate using some means of swords and knives, but the illusion adds a dark shadow around his body, give it is supernatural edge. His carved stomach is smooth as marble with a couple of. His short blonde hair is spiky to show the madness of a devil. Only because of his father, what if Charlie had been born to his father's opposite, a lover of dreams, not a ruiner of dreams? Would he be golden? Would he still look like a god? Or would he look normal because he'd never have tortured the anyone? His mother asks herself all these questions.
Charlie wears such simple clothing yet the way his body pulls it off it looks great. The charm that is cast over him also helps with this fact. His feet are always covered by sneakers of simple flip-flops. His shirts and jeans are always very expensive and come from places like Armani or Burberry.
Personality: Charlie is a horrible person, the terrifying of people makes him laugh, it amuses him. He is mean to any guy, with a girl he can be oh-so-charming to get something off them he needs and then he'll leave them without a second thought. He'll walk out on them and then go off with the next girl. He'd put on his cocky bad-boy smile and have that dangerous accent in his eyes. All the girls swoon at those factors. Most of the time, he also enjoys stealing them away from their boyfriends. It's his favourite past-time. He gives them a smile, a wink and the tells them to show up somewhere at a certain time and he'll take the girl out, kiss her where everyone can see and then when she gets back her boyfriend would leave her. It was all written how that worked, Charlie had just managed to find out how to cause it.
Charlie can be very aggressive, when someone has a go at him he will return the favour with more than just words. He'd come at them with swords and knives. Threats would roll off his tongue like snow disappearing in the sun. Finally he'd be pushed to use his powers. He can be terrifying when he gets that far but he always manages to stop himself just before for as long as they are in a school. He sees nothing wrong with torture, he was the son of a Thanatos. A horrid one at that.
Likes: flirting, being an arse, making enemies, breaking hearts, torturing people.
Dislikes: being nice, making friends, doing nothing, being loyal and faithful.
Mother: Enyo, ... , goddess of war and destruction.
Father: Micheal St. Jean, 46, world-wide business man (legal and illegal)
Siblings: none other the other children of Enyo.
Pets: none
History: Charlie has been a little devil since he was born, every problem could be traced straight back to him. However, he didn't feel ashamed when he got blamed, he felt proud, he'd stand tall and proud and rebel as if his life depended on it. His mother was so busy with being a goddess and his father was busy torturing people, he got a nanny, a little insignificant person from somewhere far away that they barely paid. He ignored her and was horrible to her.
When he turned nine Charlie got told what he was by his father, he was at the same time gifted with his powers, his father had a horrid plan in his mind. Charlie started to experiment, he found a technique when he was eleven how to use knives and cut someone without noticing until it was to late. Every night he used it on the nanny with help from his father so no-one knew it was him. The nanny screamed her head off every night until she all of a sudden disappeared. Only a little feather had been left in her bed. A black feather.
Code Word: REMOVED BY ADMIN
Roleplay Post
Cassandra Annika Bernadotte, Princess of Sweden was a dancer and drama major. Only minutes ago had she performed a dance that had been elegant and so seductive even the teacher didn't have words, Cassie worked hard to be able to dance like that, she had been dancing since she was a little girl. The third in line Princess had showered and changed. Now she was dressed beautifully. She had changed into a low cut dress that showed off her not too long legs but smooth and slightly tanned they were. She increased her 5' height by some heels giving her an extra 3 to 5 inches. The beige dress showed a lot of her and didn't leave much to the imagination but just enough to want it even more.
It showed most of her bare back and had a slight slit down the front slightly with a necklace dangling between her breast. She walked to the student center and smiled. The upcoming Omega president. He was her target this time. She had already built a reputation among the boys because of her looks, money and background. Only now she'd add her flirting to it. She flipped back her curled blonde hair and walked over to the guys. She stood behind him and leaned over the chair and lay her hands on his chest, "Hey Jonathan, want to grab some coffee?" she whispered in his ear before straightening out and walking to the front of the chair where she stood looking at him with a hand on her hip and a seductive look on her face.
It showed most of her bare back and had a slight slit down the front slightly with a necklace dangling between her breast. She walked to the student center and smiled. The upcoming Omega president. He was her target this time. She had already built a reputation among the boys because of her looks, money and background. Only now she'd add her flirting to it. She flipped back her curled blonde hair and walked over to the guys. She stood behind him and leaned over the chair and lay her hands on his chest, "Hey Jonathan, want to grab some coffee?" she whispered in his ear before straightening out and walking to the front of the chair where she stood looking at him with a hand on her hip and a seductive look on her face.
