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Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

So whooping his siblings ass, and then joining for food is what Mike will be doing, then.

Ultimate Comics: DC - Shadows Among Us

Gowi said
Yeah, but it is my job as GM to keep everything well-oiled, like I should have gotten decisions on the apps days ago. Which brings me to this: and - as since Ben left the roleplay I've been expecting more out of applications, I'd like to see more detail (or words in general) in the samples presented; as they stand it makes me that the applications are for a casual game and not a dedicated advanced one. I do think Zauriel is an odd choice and I would be watching the character (due to the effects he'd have on the world's mythology and supernatural side of events). As for Jason Todd, I think the choices for getting him out of Bludhaven's foster care seem a bit forced, but outside of that there's nothing really to be expanded upon. Just give me more of an idea of what you're doing with the character and a bigger sample.

My sample is of advanced standard. And you have seen me in action, I'm more than qualified for the game. As for Jason getting out of foster care being forced, well, I can't say it's my most natural way to bend a backstory to my will, but I think it got the job done rather neatly.

Point is, I'm not gonna provide a bigger sample post till I see that the game is actually gonna move forward. If you wanna keep me on standby till I do, that's fine.
Cheers, and best of luck with beating the mean bitch that's writers block.

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

Care to give me a rundown on the IC so far?

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

Personal Information
Name:
Michael Adrian Shinra
Alias/ Nickname (If Any):
Sunstroke – Mike.
Age:
18.
Gender:
Male
Cabin:
Seven.
Appearance (Prefer Picture):[/u]
181 CM, 71 KG. Fit and athletic. He's got a One Piece themed tattoo on the underside of his left forearm.

Family
Godly Parent:
Apollo
Human Parent:
Isabelle Shinra – Former Specter.
Legacy:
Apollo.

General Information
Personality:
Charming, loyal, smart, kind and driven.

Likes:
The sun, math. being outside, music, exercise, rainy summer nights.
Dislikes:
Bullies, thugs, bad weather.
Talents:
Like most children of the god of the sun, Michael's a naturally very talented as an archer. He's naturally very dexterious, and a skilled swordsman, he's also got experience in boxing. He's unlike his siblings not very talented, nor skilled at writing, be it poetry, stories or music. Michael is however gifted with a photographic memory, and is one of the few half-bloods who enjoys doing math. He's very skilled at calibrating his movements thanks to his advanced mathematics skills.

Biography:
He was born to Isabelle Specter, a young woman whom got pregnant at the mere age of 18. His father was never in the picture. Isabelle came from a very rich household. Her father having connections all over the world. As such making her a rather important woman. She was promised to a young entrepreneur, a banker named Henry Shinra. Henry was from England, and his father had been old friends with Isabelle's father.

It was a wedding not unlike that of the ones conducted thanks to the use of a shotgun, Henry wanted little from Isabelle more than for her to be his trophy wife. To show off to the world. Michael was six months when his step-father took interest in him, as Michael had showed a impressive ability, as far as half-year-old goes for logical thinking. It was another two years before Henry actively became a true part of his life, as that was when Michael could both walk and form complete standards.
Michael could already remember everything he had ever seen. Every number, every letter, every word ever spoken was etched into his mind. He didn't mind, he thought it was how it worked for everyone.

Thanks to Michael's gifts, his mother and his step-father got closer together. They bonded over their love for the boy. Michael breezed through every boarding school his Henry sent him through. Well, that is, when he didn't get kicked out for getting into fights with other kids, or with the teachers.

Since fourth grade, Michael's been told that “ He wouldn't get away with not studying next year. Next year will be harder.” But it never did get harder for Michael. Even with his Dyslexia, it wasn't very difficult for him to be in school. His problem was with people. He had a habit of making others problems his own problems. He stood up to bullies and he got beaten up for it, time and time again.

Michael went through secondary school in England, being 16 when he went on a vacation to the United States. That's when things started going crazy. A monster attacked. A rampaging Cyclops came after Michael when he was casually shopping for clothes. The cyclops destroyed the better part of a shopping mall, while Michael tried to get away, having no idea what was going on. The monster cornered him when suddenly a shining arrow pierced it's chest, and then a second later, another, and then the monster exploded into dust. As the cyclops disintegrated, Michael saw a person. A young man, probably just a couple years older than himself, standing in a bronze colored armor not unlike that the gladiators wore in all those movies about ancient Greece had worn. The young man was armed with a bow and arrow. He had asked the scared kid who's life he had just saved if his name was Michael Specter. Mike nodded, and the older boy smiled, as he collapsed. Michael dashed to his aid. His helmet falling off his head as Mike held him in his arms. The boy told him his name was Jackson, and that he was Mike's brother. And that their father had something for Mike. Mike was confused regarding the whole situation. He knew Henry wasn't his biological father, but he had been the only dad Mike had ever known. It wasn't until then Mike noticed Jackson's wounds, the cyclops had wounded him somehow. And yet he saved Mike's life.

Mike asked what it was, and the senior of the blood of Apollo smiled, a warm smile Mike had been told he shared, as well. He gave him a sheath. The sheath was wrapped in cloth. Inside was a sword, a gladius, and a note, a note with a Long Island Address.

“You'll find the second one at camp..” Were the words he was left with, when he set off to finding out just what the heck was going on. It was a journey in itself to find his way from the west coast to Long Island for the Brittish kid, but he felt as if someone was watching over him. Keeping him safe, and guiding him. He left his old life behind, his parents having no clue where he was. He couldn't explain to them what was going on. It was impossible, he himself didn't even quite understand. But he did eventually find the camp, and it was the best thing he had ever done. It has been two years since he joined the camp, and he's been fitting in just fine, keeping his origin a secret, as he's afraid that half-bloods might treat him different when they'd find out his step father was richer than god..

Theme Song:

Weapon Information
Weapon Name:
The Gemini Blades Fira and Icra.
Weapon Type:
Gladius – Short Swords.
Weapon Appearance:
Double-edged 9 inch swords made out of celestial bronze and laced with white gold, making them always shine and look like your average steel blades. The handle is made out of gold with leather wrappings on the grip. Several smaller diamonds and pearls on the guard and the knob, Apollo was always quite the show-off.
Attributes:
The blades are harder than usual celestial bronze blades, due to their gold alloy. It makes it more difficult to sharpen the blades.

Other:
Michael have never actually spoken with his father, yet he's certain that the god of light is watching over him. He misses his life with his mother and step-father once in a while, but he knows this is what he's meant to do. He cares for his peers, not just his brothers and sisters, but for all half-bloods.

He cooks a really spicy chicken tortilla dish.

Times Have Changed, Camp Doesn't

I'll be making a son of Apollo.

Justice League: The Other Side

Reserving Captain Marvel / Shazam.

Titans!

Jason Todd was prowling Gotham City. The home he grew up in. The city that taught him everything about the world. The city he belonged to. It was his home, weather he liked it or not. He was following a trail of his own. Jason had caught on to the prison break in Blackgate. And it irked him. There were people on the loose that shouldn't be.

Jason could've been driving his motorcycle, but he had chosen to patrol old fashion way. There was something truly relaxing about swinging from roof to roof using the zip-line to do so. Jason jumped to the next rooftop, rolling as he landed. “It's here.” Jason noted to himself. He was at the known location of the second biggest cocaine ring on the east coast. He'd only gotten here by stalking one of the high-ranked members of the ring, one that had escaped Blackgate.

Jason stuck to the shadows, as he heard a muffled scream. He moved closer towards the sound, the large building's rooftop twisting. Jason completely silently dashed towards the sound, jumping up onto the chimney that blocked the vision of the young hero. A smirk curled under his helmet when he laid eyes on the long cloak and pointy ears of his former mentor. Looking down on the turned man who had his back turned to him, Jason was about to speak, when the former interrupted him.

“What are you doing here?”

“Oh you know. Following a compulsive behavior pattern taught to me at a far too young age by a crazy guy.”

“You've been hanging out with Nightwing, I see.”

“Dude's kind of a Dick. Didn't even show for the Titan meet and greet.”
Both chuckled. Jason jumped down next to Bruce. “So. We gonna do this for old times sake?” Jason asked. “You hate old times.”

Jason scoffed, as he kicked the door wide open, Batman dashing into the door, in the blink of an eye he had dispatched the two guards whom were guarding the stairs. The Batman was already down the five story stairway, down into the warehouse basement. Jason scoffed, as he followed.

“That wasn't very difficult.” Jason noted, as he walked up next to Bruce, both of their eyes peeled on every detail of the room. “They didn't think anyone would be dumb enough to break in here.”

Jason walked into the actual storage room, finding nothing more but a single opened crate.

“Or because they've moved their operation.”

Justice League: The Other Side

Yup.

Titans!

Well then, there's that.

Titans!

Lord Wraith said
I thought DSW was being capped at Deathstroke?

Nightrunner said
DSW, I'm going to cap you with Slade.Everyone waiting on approval please speak up.

Eyuup.