Post by Dmitri Faust on Jan 30, 2013 14:43:40 GMT -5
Dmitri Leopold Faust
Out of Character
Alias: Puck
Age: old
Gender: I'm not picky
RP Experience: forever
How Did You Find Us?: CHB
Activity Level: I have no clue.
Other Characters: Attila Kelder
Keyword in Rules: Verified by Maria
RP Sample:So this was to be his new home. Attila entered the cabin, a bit relieved to see that it was empty. If there was hazing to be done, he would prefer to have a bed claimed, first, so he could at least put his things down. Unless the hazing involved putting undesirable things in his bed, in which case he should wait to choose. But his suitcases were heavy, his dad insisted on packing him every sort of thing he could think of until Attila looked more like a year-round camper as opposed to a summer-only one. And his arms were tired, so if there was to be anything in his bed, he would just deal with it then.
His father (though Attila had learned quickly to never refer to him as that around his dad or else the man's brow would furrow and he's frown, then go into the other room where he thought if Attila didn't see him cry Attila wouldn't know he was doing it) was considered a minor god, because he was not one of the main twelve, Zeus' elite. And so Attila was in the cabin for minor gods. It didn't bother him, really. There was already a death god seat taken and it was a brother of Zeus, and nepotism is a hard thing to combat. Besides, let them think that Thanatos was a minor god, now, the living had little use for gods of the dead. Once they were all in Hades they would perhaps think Thanatos was a little more important.
Attila came across a bed that looked tidy but not as though anyone had already claimed it. This would do, then. He put his suitcases down and began to unpack. How thoughtful, his dad had even remembered to pack his nightlight. However, Attila felt that it would be inconsiderate to use this while sharing a room with so many others, for now he simply set it on his bed.
General Information
Full Name: Dmitri Leopold Faust
Gender: Boy
Birthday: November 28, 1997
Age: Fifteen
Camp Experience: 2 years
Sexual Orientation: pansexual
Claim Status: yes
Divine Parent: Apollo
Looks
Hair: shoulder length, dark brown
Eyes: brown eyes, almond shaped
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 120
Picture: Click
Playby: Taichi Saotome
Dressing Style: Abrocombie and Fitch? Please, does Dmitri Faust look like a farmer to you? (the answer is no) Dmitri dresses well. Sure, he'll wear jeans, but you better believe they're American Eagle (only if he's going casual) and anything nicer than that is usually tailor made.
General Appearance: Rich. Dmitri reeks of money, style, and confidence. He could be a model with his good posture and graceful movements. Not to mention he takes time each and every morning to make sure he looks good before hitting the streets. His hair is done, his clothes are nice, and the occasional spray of cologne never hurt.
What Makes Them Them
Personality Description:
Dmitri Faust is a pleasant sort of individual, always willing to lend a helping hand, always a compliment and usually some flirtatious words as well. He's had no real hardships in his life to speak of, sure, he's had to outrun and hide from his share of monsters but who hasn't? Ce est la vie. He's intelligent, but doesn't flaunt it. He rarely contradicts the teacher, mostly out of a quiet sense of superiority of knowing he's the only one in class who knows the real truth. He was like that when they learned Columbus, he'll probably be like that when he's in college and the teacher manages to botch up the theory of relativity.
Dmitri is very self-confident, moments of doubt are rare and foreign, he usually doesn't even recognize them for what they are. He's not the kind to rush out into adventure, but he's also not going to shirk away from it, he'll take life as it comes and deal with it then. The most important thing, to him, is that his hands are safe. Without the violin what's the point to life?
Likes:
Playing Violin
Playing Piano
Flirting with Pretty Ladies
Flirting with Handsome Gentlemen
Swimming
Archery
Germany
Dislikes:
Hand to hand combat.
Being Dyslexic
Rushing into things
Arguing with people who let their passion cloud their judgement.
The dismal state of manners and class, honestly, what's even the point of using silverware at all if you're going to use your salad fork on your steak?
Fears:
Going Deaf
Injuring his hands so he's unable to play violin
being humiliated.
Secrets:
he learned Italian simply because it amused him to be the Axis Powers: A German boy of Japanese descent who speaks Italian.
Ambitions:
Play Carnegie Hall
Be the next Vanessa Mae
Powers:
Music and Archery
Healing Powers
Family and History
Personal History: Portia Nagasaki was what one might call "a hipster". She wrote poetry, tons of it, all the time, constantly in the margins of her notebooks or on the back of napkins, but no one would ever know it. She admired Emily Dickinson, you see, and wanted her poetry to be discovered and published after her death. Once she started writing odes to Apollo, who she considered her own personal deity, well, you can see where the egotistical young poet-god might have gotten it in his head to grace the young poet with his presence. And oh, what a whirlwind romance it was! Flowers and chocolates, slam-poetry and the local cafe, speaking only in rhymes to each other until one stumbled up, in which case the loser had to...well... she was young and Apollo is always at the peak of his vitality. Eventually, they had a son, Dmitri, and what a happy little family they were going to be. That is, of course, until
Portia was hit by a bus. Always look both ways before crossing the street, kiddies. Apollo, not sure how to raise a human on his own, did the only thing he was sure he could: contacted the local authorities and hoped his son would find a new home. As for Portia's poems? Well...they'll surface one day, maybe.
As far as Dmitri knows, his past is something like this:
Dmitri Faust's biological mother, Portia, died when Dmitri was an infant, leaving the young boy in the care of America's social services. Fortunately for him he didn't become yet another tragic statistic, but was adopted almost right away by the Fausts who, upon learning that Karin couldn't get pregnant again, wanted to adopt a second child into their home. Initially they wanted to adopt a child who would look like them, blonde hair and blue eyes, but the social worker sent them Dmitri's case file and they fell in love with the little Japanese boy. When, just three years later, Karin found herself pregnant again, the whole family held their breath and crossed their fingers. Their superstition was rewarded by a beautiful baby girl.
It's a good thing Dmitri was adopted by 1st generation Germans, the smell of Sauerkraut and bratwurst was enough to mask Dmitri's scent while he was young. His father, Ludwig, is a world-class pianist, and was delighted by his son's interest in following in his musical footsteps. Dmitri first picked up a violin at the age of four, and has been drawing the bow ever since. Dmitri enjoyed the life of affluence for a while, but then he began seeing...things. Like a winged lady across the sidewalk, eyeing him, or a boy with only one eye. Pretty soon it stopped being just sightings and Dmitri found himself running for his life more and more frequently. On the bright side, it was some great cardio. Eventually, however, he found himself cornered by a very hungry Sphynx, and if it wasn't for the intervention of a satyr, Dmitri would have found himself to be Meow-mix. Truth be told, his parents still aren't aware of his birth heritage, as he's told them that this is an invite-only summer camp for musicians. He knows that he'll have to tell them the truth eventually... but that's a problem for Future-Dmitri.
It was rather fortunate that Dmitri's birthday happens to fall during the summer, as fiery symbols above one's head can strain conversation during certain settings. But at some point the night before, Apollo must have remembered that, oh yeah, another one of his brats was at camp, because in the middle of roasting marshmallows everyone started gaping at the space above Dmitri. He couldn't say that he was particularly surprised, but still it was nice to finally have a place to permanently keep his stuff.
Mortal Parent: Portia Nagasaki [x]
Karen Faust (adopted mother)
Ludwig Faust (adopted father)
Other Family:
Older brother Nicolas
Younger sister Lucia.
And Finally...
I, Puck, have made this entirely up. I did not rip somebody else’s application from any site, and have followed the rules accordingly.
And…? eh, fifty/fifty chance.
