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[hider=Michel Braun][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=#7d134d][center]Michel Braun[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img]https://tinyurl.com/wh3el5[/img]
[b][color=#7d134d]Character Quote: "Wheels, baby!"[/color][/b][/center]
[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=#7d134d][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=#7d134d]Name:[/color][/b] Michel Jacques Braun III
[b][color=#7d134d]Aliases:[/color][/b] Sausage Boy, Wheels
[b][color=#7d134d]Age:[/color][/b] 15
[b][color=#7d134d]Birthday:[/color][/b] June 6
[b][color=#7d134d]Ethnicity:[/color][/b] Latino
[b][color=#7d134d]Birth Place:[/color][/b] Phoenix, Arizona
[b][color=#7d134d]Godly Parent:[/color][/b] Hephaestus
[b][color=#7d134d]Cabin Number:[/color][/b] 9, summer camper
[b][color=#7d134d]How Many Years At Camp:[/color][/b] 1
[b][color=#7d134d]Gender:[/color][/b] Transmasc
[b][color=#7d134d]Occupation At Camp:[/color][/b] Forger
[b][color=#7d134d]Languages:[/color][/b] Ancient Greek, English, Spanish

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=#7d134d][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=#7d134d]Height:[/color][/b] 4'7" in wheelchair, 5'11" when propped up against wall
[b][color=#7d134d]Weight:[/color][/b] 130 lbs
[b][color=#7d134d]Body Type:[/color][/b] Slim, slightly buff
[b][color=#7d134d]Eye Color:[/color][/b] Brown
[b][color=#7d134d]Hair Color:[/color][/b] Red with purple dyed streaks
[b][color=#7d134d]Skin Tone:[/color][/b] Pasty white
[b][color=#7d134d]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] N/A
[b][color=#7d134d]Personal Style:[/color][/b] Michel sticks with useful and practical, wearing a camo jacket with tons of pockets and wearing an undershit under it, leaving the jacket's zip open. He also wears a pair of light up Skechers, because, in his words, "I need to light up the way [i]somehow[/i]". Additionally, he just drapes a blanket over his legs in the wheelchair, occasionally affixing a plate to it to use it as a table. Most of the time, he doesn't bother doing his hair, which he rarely cuts, but occasionally does a small poneytail or trims it a bit

[hr][hr][h3][b][i][color=#7d134d][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=#7d134d][center]Resourceful * Haughty * Intelligent * Prideful * Charismatic * Envious[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=#7d134d]Sexuality:[/color][/b] Demiromantic Pansexual
[b][color=#7d134d]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] Single
[b][color=#7d134d]Personality:[/color][/b] Michel can be best described as a minor megalomaniac, what with him always being cocky with whatever he makes, with utmost confidence in his creations, even if they fail, but also having wild dreams, such as the common "take over the world" thing, as well as minor things, like making a flying pig that shoots lazers. You know, just because. He is incredibly charismatic, able to will weak-minded people over to his side by just twisting his words a little, but still haughty enough that somebody could be able to discern his true nature. Mock his creations? He isn't below mocking you on a personal level just to feel like he got that last word in. Mock how his wheelchair has five rockets and not six, he'll gladly dress you down for having your hair messy. But he is compassionate to some level, especially those who are disabled in any way.
[b][color=#7d134d]Fatal Flaw:[/color][/b] Pride
[b][color=#7d134d]Habits:[/color][/b] Drinking milk almost every waking hour, excercising only his arms every day
[b][color=#7d134d]Hobbies:[/color][/b] Driving is wheelchair over the toes of others, making traps meant for mice
[b][color=#7d134d]Fears:[/color][/b]
[list][*] Loss of mobility in his upper body
[*] Rejection of his identity as a male
[*] Being forced to leave his wheelchair[/list]
[b][color=#7d134d]Likes:[/color][/b] 
[list][*]Milk
[*]Dogs
[*]Small animals
[*]Any food with an "-o" at the end of it
[*]Basketball
[*]Sports[/list]
[b][color=#7d134d]Dislikes:[/color][/b] 
[list][*]Alcohol
[*]Monotone noises that get louder the longer they go on
[*]Objects that shouldn't move but move
[*]Roombas
[*]Frisbees
[*]Bulldogs[/list]

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[b][color=#7d134d]Demigod Abilities:[/color][/b] (It must fit with what your god or goddess parent is.)
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[*]Trap Detection
[*]Machine Aptitude[/list]
[b][color=#7d134d]General Skills:[/color][/b]
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[*]Forging
[*]Arts and Craft
[*]Writing skills
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[b][color=#7d134d]Combat Skills:[/color][/b]
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[*]Archery
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[b][color=#7d134d]Magic Item:[/color][/b]
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[*]None[/list]
[b][color=#7d134d]What Do They Carry On Them:[/color][/b] 
[list][*]Clothing - Spare shirt, rags, spare pairs of shoes
[*]Purse/Wallet - Several handkerchiefs, some American Dollars, ten or so pens, spare string, old newspaper cuttings
[*]An old Gameboy that doesn't work anymore
[*]Some pencils
[*]Paper
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[b][color=#7d134d]Possessions In Cabin:[/color][/b]
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[*]A folded up, spare wheelchair
[*]Spare coal that just lies around
[*]Clothes strewn on his bed
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[/list][hr][hr][h3][b][color=#7d134d][center][i]History[/i][/center][/color][/b][/h3]

[b][color=#7d134d]Biography[/color][/b] Born to a disabled father and a autistic mother, Michel grew up in a very disabled friendly enviornment, complete with any and all facilities to aid his father in his day-to-day activities. Both his father and his mother worked in their forge making decorational swords, making him naturally predisposed to being interested in forge work, though he focused more on the decorational part. When his mother finally confessed to his father about Michel's true parentage, that he wasn't his son, he just smiled and said that it didn't matter, that he was still his son, though Michel resented his mother for cheating on him in the first place. Nevertheless, he loved his parents as a child should.

Being homeschooled till Junior High, Michel needed a lot of work to be more social, which he took to with enthusiasm. Soon he would be known around the school as the kid in the wheelchair who would kick your ass or be an asshole to you for no reason. This got him the nickname "Wheels" due to him cackling as he rolled around in his wheelchair. Even so, he was never bullied, because the kids were actually decent human beings. He rose to the top of his Engineering and Design class for his innovative, if mildly dangerous, designs. His friend circle extended beyond the loners and the nerds, to even the jocks. Needless to say, he was the popular kid who was kind of an asshole, but was nice enough if you weren't one to him. Hypocritical, yes, but that was just how he worked

When he turned 13, his father was in an accident while working in the forge, when one of the forges he was working on flared in temperature suddenly. When this happened, a grieving Michel took a long, long break from school, which they were sympathetic enough to provide. When he came back after a month of no showing, he seemed the same, but took offense if any of his friends mocked those with disabilities. Earlier he would've just snapped at them to shut their trap, but now he would resort to fistfights and violence. Within two weeks his friend circle diminished to a handful of people, as his classmates learned not to mention anything negative about disabled people. One thankful thing that was a result of this was that he and his mother grew even closer, even after she married another man, a recurring client who was a divorced English teacher in another school. While he took a while to warm up to his new stepfather, he eventually did, seeing how he made his mother happy.

[b][color=#7d134d]How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood:[/color][/b] When he turned 14, a Satyr came to his home, telling him about how he was a demigod and that he needed to get to Camp to be safe. After the four of them sat down and discussed the situation, his parents agreed that it might be best for him, despite him not being in any danger up till now. He went to camp with the satyr, stayed for some time, and then decided to be a summer Camper.
 
[hr][hr][h3][b][color=#7d134d][center][i]Additional Information[/i][/center][/color][/b][/h3]

[b][color=#7d134d]Theme Song: [/color][/b] [url= https://youtu.be/FezNgPThD3M] Magnificent, isn't it[/url]

[b][color=#7d134d]Extra Information:[/color][/b] Favorite god is Hades because he sleeps around the least, and at least tries to be faithful
[hider="Writing Sample"]Michel yawned, blinking as he opened his eyes to his dark room, as the alarm clock buzzed on the table beside him, Grunting, he sat up in bed, grumbling about how it was too early. But he couldn't do anything about it. Mom set the alarm every night and he hadn't been able to unlock the lock she put on its back yet. He looked at the time - 6 A.M. - then dragged himself to the edge of the bed. Letting his limp legs dangle from the edge, he reached for his wheelchair, tucked away in the corner. Good thing he could reach it.

After getting dressed with minimal effort and throwing a blanket over his legs, he wheeled out of the dark room into an even darker hallway, to the lit kitchen, where Mom and Dad cooked breakfast together. He smirked and as he wheeled through the doorway, he said "The great Michel has arrived," in the most ridiculous voice ever. Dad turned his head and laughed, but didn't comment on it, merely wheeling over to his son and giving him a hug. "How's my favorite son doing?"

Michel shrugged. "A lot sleepy. And I still don't understand why I have to be awake at 6 A.M., mom. Its nothing - oh. I start school today, right?"

Amber Braun smiled from the counter. "Finally, he remembers," she mumbled. "I'll be driving you to Felton High. Remember to pick up your new bag from the living room!" she said, before putting the food on a plate, kissing her husband on his forehead, and ambling away to the living room, no doubt to get her keys and get the car ready. Michel sighed, but he supposed he couldn't avoid people outside of his family forever. If not now, then defintiely later on in life when he worked at Dad's forge. Besides, how could anyone resists his charms and fashion sense? The blanket even had puppies on it today! Today would be just fine[/hider]

[color=red]I agree to follow the rules for this RP and understand that if I do not follow the rules, the GM or Co-GM may kick me out of this roleplay.[/color][/hider]