Post by tercesdeluca on Jul 17, 2012 1:15:22 GMT -5
Terces Jordan DeLuca
Out of Character
Alias: Atena, electricUniverse, Luck-A, or Pastaa
Age: 19
Gender: Female
RP Experience: About two years, on similar sites.
How Did You Find Us?: The site was linked in a RP Directory.
Activity Level: When the new college semester begins, I can be on at 4:30-7:00 PM. But, right now, during summer, I can be on pretty much from 6:00 to 10:30.
Other Characters: I possess none.
Keyword in Rules: Verified by Ana
RP Sample:Lexington Livingstone merely was behind the entrance door to the dormitory. She stared in awe as she heard the muffled voice of Leonhardsen, distorted by the door that blocked the two. She was shocked that he hardly had any courtesy for the students he was meant to supervise. If he didn’t care about them, why was he working here? Money? By force? She could not blame him if he was forced to do a job he didn’t sign up for himself. But right now, she was furious that he wasn’t doing what he was supposed to do with dignity. That was just so disrespectful! But she shrugged that off, tar-colored hair swaying as she entered the dorm, pulling her brother's hand and lugging a large trunk of luggage behind her. She gulped, nervous, not entirely sure how to greet the new bunch of people she and Hudson were supposed to room with now. Her hands tightly clenched whatever was in their grasp now, as she lowered her head in embarassment, but not exactly shame, for what her brother did. She knew he was good intentioned, thinking he could save the world from devastation by forcing all the people he could possibly get to going green. But, she just simply had to sigh at the lengths he'd go through.
Lexington had an entire brew of emotions stirring within her. First, anger, as explained before. Second, self-pity. She felt regretful for what she had done. She had thought that it was brave and noble of her to take on the responsibility of taking care of her little brother and making sure he didn't cause anyone trouble. Of course, that's what normal big sisters do and so of course, Lexington was subjected into doing so. But, she didn't want to look like she was part of a conspiracy, any trouble she didn't cause! At least, she wouldn't be causing trouble for a while. She'll only reveal her hobby until she and her roomates were good friends. But a sacrifice is a sacrifice nonetheless. All she had to do was cry into the pillow, with the door locked. Honor wasn't everything, after all. And then suddenly, another student came over and cheerfully began to talk to them:
"Hey! Welcome to Draiotcha, I'm Eriko Brookes, a Grey Jester," A boy stared at them but stopped. "You two are Hudson and Lexington right?," Before the two could respond, chatted with the other kid briefly. Oliver, right? Oliver fled the scene as soon as possible.
Lexington knew it was time to speak. "Hi, Eriko. You're right. I'm Lexington but you can call me Lexie like most people do, or Hex, a nickname that my family has for me. And, I'm a Grey Jester too! As you have said before, my little brother is Hudson and he's like that name just like that. He's a Black King though I can't really say if that fits him. You might have heard of our last name, because we're the children of some of members of a magister band, the Enchanted Ringers. It's so very nice to meet you." Honestly, Lexington wasn't sure if she meant those pleasantries. But, it was polite to say them to strangers she had just met, so she said them anyway.
She pulled her brother closer as he suddenly began to speak. "Greetings, as you know, I'm Hudson. A Black King and I think I suit that magical inclination rather well. Nice to meet you, Eriko. I hope we can be friends. But, if you harm the enviroment deliberately, I don't think we can." Lexington stepped on Hudson's toe angrily, causing his own olive green luggage bag to push against her bluish-violet bag. His obsession over the enviroment was the reason why he was kicked out from the last dorm. (It may have been the best one there is, because this magical school wanted Lexington because she would be a great addition to an athletic team.) Well, only partially. Lexington laughed bitterly as she remembered how she would have rued staying there anyway, with all those pesky girls. She nearly laughed out loud but stifled it smoothly so Eriko wouldn't hear it. Oh, it was simply hi-lar-ious when half of the ladies in the past dorm went ga-ga over Hudson, fawning over him, instantly infatuated with the pretty boy! Even funnier, to top it off, the rest were left dumbtruck at how a mere boy was prettier than them!
Hudson briskly dusted his tuxedo jacket off, with a dreamy expression and a tired sigh, his paradise of a healthy Earth was never going to come true if these humans kept on polluting their **** over and in it. Truly, it was a sad truth that no matter what, these humans couldn't help themselves. It was strange how he didn't identify himself with his own species, but Hudson ignored it all. He wanted to cry, and the expression was totally adorable. But not adorable enough to faze his own sister. She simply ignored the look and pestered him, "Look, Hudson, don't freak out our new dormmates. I'm sorry, Eriko, but we have to be going! Thanks for the warm welcome, anyway!" Hudson sighed and went alongside his sister, the two pulling their luggage as fast as they can.
Soon enough, they found themselves their own bedrooms. Hudson was very busy with unloading all the fragile lush green plants, but he managed. They soon decorated nearly every inch of the room, except the corner that Hudson had dedicated for himself. In the clothing bureau, he tightly jammed his clothing, and he put his school uniform on his bed, neatly cleaned and ironed, just the way he liked it. The room smelled of sweet flowers and fresh air. He opened the windows happily and let in bright sunlight. The room was covered with vines and Hudson go his things for school nice and tidy before actually attending. He didn't know when he would start but it would be best to prepare. Bored, he strasightened his tie and gelled his hair, making sure his clothing garments were perfectly matched. Sometimes, he fussed over his clothing like a fussy prep. Not like he was, anyway. He was too weird. Hudson smiled a little bit and decided to try to explore the dorm. The first thing he would do was to try to enter the parlor/living room. But he didn't know where it was. He fumbled with his school bag, hands interwining with each other until they took grip of a pamphlet, a brochure, witht he map of the new dorm on it. He carefully scanned the map, quietly, and leaving Lexington to be in utter silence.
Lexington was rather pleased with how she set up her room. It was very organizxed, and nearly all of her stuff was purple. But, she put lavender-scented candles all over the room and got rid of the lamps, putting them in the closet with her school uniform hanging from a clothes' hanger. An ancient, elegant doggy-eared book with a black rose for its bookmark laid on her bed stand, with the luggage out of Lexington's sight. The room was eerily dark but Lexington was fond of such. She got out her iPod and started listening to her favorite song, the first one her parents did. She sang along and before she knew it, she seemed to be casting a spell. Lexington stopped before she could acknowledge which song she was singing and turned her iPod off. Lexington just sat there, looking at the shutter-covered windows, not sure of what to do now. She looked at a pile of textbooks she needed for her class and wondered if Hudson would want to borrow them when he was older. Lexington cxarefully tidied herself, beautiful black waterfall braids falling in front of her alabaster (with rosy undertones) shoulders. The rest of her jet black hair cascaded down her back, which was garmented by a gorgeous Victorian-style black and white ballroom gown dress. She wore tons of lace and silk with this outfit and everyone wonder how it managed to be slightly revealing but very heavy-looking. Lexington wore only violet eye-shadow and dark scarlet lipstick, looking like the beautiful, cold representation of a black moon.
General Information
Full Name: Terces Jordan DeLuca
Gender: Boy
Birthday: 31/August/1999
Age: 13
Camp Experience: Not long, like, an hour or so. He just got to camp.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Claim Status: No, it’s time for him to be claimed though. In a month he turns thirteen.
Divine Parent: Athena
Looks
Hair: His hair style is medium short, slightly spiky, combed back and dyed a mix between scarlet and auburn, due to strange preferences.
Eyes: He has wide stormy gray eyes.
Height: 5 feet and 4 inches
Weight: 113.3 lbs
Picture: Click
Playby: Rupert Grint
Dressing Style: Terces absolutely hates looking messy or improper because it is more often liked that he meets someone that he needs to impress (so far, family members and the like but whatever). Terces always chooses his own clothing and has them washed and dried every day. He only has ten outfits for being casual and he has two tuxedos, one for semi-formal occasions and another for formal occasions. He is pickier than he should be and he never wears anything off the rack. Every single shirt, pants, suit, and even shoes are specifically tailored to fit him and his style in general. He likes hair gel and cleaning products but no cosmetics, even cologne. But body lotions and deodorant are more than fine, just not too smelly, cloying fragrances are quite the bother.
General Appearance: Terces is rather tall for a twelve-year old just going through puberty. His appearance in general is calm, cool, and collected. But more than he wants to, he’s seriously imposing due to his cold, calculating face shown to most people. Terces frowns an awful lot because of his disdain to many things. He dresses sharp as he can, but he’s not handsome, pretty, maybe, with his smooth skin and delicate features. Terces has a thin body that is not fat or muscular. He has a physically weak constitution. He has a light tan, is 1/5 Spanish on his father’s side. He isn’t a perfect guy but is kind of good-looking, only because he bothers to take very good care of himself, unlike most boys.
What Makes Them Them
Personality Description: First of all, Terces is antisocial, but not to the point that he hates people. He just has the mentality of: “I’ll talk to you only if I want to”. Very selfish. Yes. He’s very conceited, but it shows more in his actions rather than his words. However, he can be selfless if he is pushed to decide what matters most. He is the kind of boy who is very calculating, somewhat apathetic, and mistrusting too. But when Terces does trust, he is fiercely loyal and affectionate (in private only!). He is very polite despite his condescending mentality, and he loves to be the neutral factor within disputes. Not only that, he’s a quick-thinker. He also tries to live his life the best way he possibly can. It’s crucial to him, so healthy-living, an open mind, and virtues are a must to him. But, the open mind is something he has terrible, terrible trouble with. But, he’ll improve when he grows up. Terces also minds only his own business. Possibly because he hates it when others don’t mind their own and instead poke their noses in his. Terces also has OCD (not just ADHD and Dyslexia),so he cleans up his own messes well, but he also is a neat freak. He’s responsible but he gets too carried away.
Likes: Sobriety (people take him seriously and so he takes them seriously as well), reading (It’s peaceful, unlike most electronics), isolation (he enjoys talking to his close friends and family, but he doesn’t like talking to acquaintances or strangers even though he’s good at it), proper etiquette (Terces does his best to follow the Golden Rule but he has the hardest time when someone else doesn’t), good hygiene (he loves to be clean, he is a neat freak), organization (did I mention he was OCD?)
Dislikes: Spiders, bugs in general, when he doesn’t get his way for a long period of time, disorganization, anything unclean or absolutely disgusting
Fears: Spiders, bugs in general, and losing sight of what is important
Secrets: His secret is that he can be very mouthy, though, he chooses not to show it.
Ambitions: Terces aspires to become a lawyer or judge someday.
Powers: Natural strategist and fighter, strong-willed, good at wordplay but not as good as a child of Hermes or a charmspeaker.
Family and History
Personal History:It was a dark and stormy night-no, it was not stormy that night, but it was dark-foggy too, when the story of the hero named Terces DeLuca began. It all started when a strong gale of rustling winds crashed into a nice, colonial-style house in Bronxville, New York. The winds roared loudly, banging against the door. Russi DeLuca heard this and scowled. It was a bad time for DeLuca. He had recently attracted the attention of a lovely goddess, who was the goddess of wisdom, by the way.
It all started when he had finished his contribution to a conference dealing with the construction of an entire town in the Midwest. Somewhere down in Nebraska or some other state. Apparently, it was ruined for farming, because all the grass was dead. And, since there was plenty of land to go around, while passing all of the requirements for a land contract miraculously, the town could be completed. His blueprints for the modern-style shopping mall and government buildings were perfect. But, the school would have less money paid for it. Shame. But, it could be resolved, and DeLuca saved his ass better than he thought he could. And, he thought more wisely, to keep on improving such.
And, then, afterwards, he met with a lady at the conference, new employee-probably, at a street café. She was pretty, smart, and pretty intimidating. But, she seemed to like him. And, they got to rendezvous enough so that DeLuca fell in love with her. But, then, suddenly she left. The memories were vivid, and so, DeLuca’s flashbacks ended.
He opened the door, thinking it was a person knocking. It was wind, that dispersed as quickly as it came. And on the door-step there was a baby boy, with honey blond hair and stormy gray eyes. DeLuca was shocked that he even knew that it was his. But he knew, he knew it very well.
Terces was named in the disregard of secrets. He was the least bit of a secret. Like when he was 5, and smart enough to dress himself anyway he wanted, even like a fussy rich dude, which he was, but very young.
He had first attended preschool, which he barely passed. Kindergarten was worse, what else, with the therapists and all of that. Terces was diagnosed with all sorts of mental disorders and was fussed over-by other people. He didn’t like that much and he certainly became the antisocial weirdo. But, he had to meet new people constantly-new therapists, new doctors, new teachers-and new family.
At first, the new family was hard to accept. He thought they might mistreat him. But, they did the opposite. They were very considerate, concerned about him, especially his stepsister Silvan. She was a pale, skinny, tall girl, very, very pretty, composed, and smart. However, her piercing sky blue eyes were unforgettable. Her mother, Jeanette, was not as significant, not really a motherly figure (not like how Silvan was). She was more of a friendly, loving, good, down-to-earth family friend or neighbor.
They were nothing like Terces’s dad, who was rather indifferent and negligent to how Terces was. Sure, the two had tried to make nice, but, for as long as Terces lived, his father would never be able to accept if what happened, Terces's birth, was a miracle or not. This made Terces feel very unhappy with himself, and did his best to become the best he could be.
Still, Terces lived rather complacently, even though he was never able to stay in one school for more than one year. Even if his dad payed the private school extra. But, during summer. It was a very nice life. Except for the occasional fail-kidnapper or fail-robber, or some other cracked up weirdo that Terces would have never bothered to remember, but he did anyway because they didn't look completely human. Thanks gods, they were too dumb to harm Terces and his family. He tried to forget them. Especially during summer and part of winter, that's when he got to see his step-family.
The problem is, one winter was the worst time of his life. Even though he and his dad never really talked or did anything together, they didn't argue with each other. And they loved each other. Even through the bad times, when they had moments which they needed to share together but never did, Terces appreciated the sacrifice his father made for him, and his father was thankful that Terces hardly ever brought up his mother. These thoughts were brought on by his father's disappearance. Terces and his stepfamily never understood why.
And, how Terces got to Camp Half-Blood-now that was hard. Terces had to team up with another social outcast. The mysterious upperclassman who always was a flower-picker, a loner, and a little bit sad, like the kind of sad Terces felt about his dad. The dude's name was Forrest. Hah. Like Forrest Gump. But, whatever.
The two were classmates, Forrest in high school and Terces in middle school. Terces had just got a letter that notified him of his forbiddance to attend that private school anymore. And, then, Forrest suddenly started talking to him. Weird dude. Not much of a friend but whatever.
And then again- a monster appears. The police always handles those kinds of guys but Forrest was pretty freaked out and he rushed Terces out of the school (which was in Manhattan) and through several taxis to Long Island. Long trip, with the monster being unfortunately smart and hot on their heels. And, the taxi driver was being an idiot. But, after an even longer wild goose chase, Terces was rather sure that there were better ways to get out of this dilemna, due to a small voice in his head. One of a woman: his mother was guiding him. And so, Terces ended up in Camp Half-Blood.
Mortal Parent: Russi Antonin DeLuca (deceased, missing-he disappeared mysteruiously when Terces was in the 7th grade at middle school (boarding school)
Other Family: Jeanette Marion Davies DeLuca(stepmother-alive and keeps her own last name) Silvan Minerva Davies (older stepsister)
And Finally...
I, Atena, have made this entirely up. I did not rip somebody else’s application from any site, and have followed the rules accordingly.
And…? Yes.
