Kryztov, Gracelyn N.

[Grace N. Kryztov]

GRACELYN NOXIOS KRYZTOV



THE BASICS

Name: Gracelyn Kryztov
Nicknames: "Grace/Gracie"
Age 17
Gender: Female
Years at camp: 4 years

FAMILY

Father: EREBUS
Mother: Clarissa Kryztov
Siblings: Carlos Quinto, Samantha Kryztov(twin)
Children: None
Other:
Pets: Zol'tar (Viper Python)

APPERANCE

Species:Demigod (Greek Premordial)
Hair: Auburn Red
Eyes: Deep Blue
Skin: Slightly tanned caucasian
Stature: Toned and Athletic
Clothing style: Casual / Sexy
Distinguishing features: Beautiful lips and bright white smile. With a small scar as if from a dagger or of some kind going in a diagonal strike as if from a battle. On her back if she takes off her shirt a tattoo of two angelic-like wings sprout from either side of her spine.

OVERALL

A young headstrong independant woman standing at the height of five feet and six or seven inches with smooth soft unblemished skin with a light toned tan to it seeming not pale, but not overly tanned. Long to medium strands of auburn red copper hair either down bringing out her deep blue eyes or up to show the knape of her beautiful neck. Usually seeming like one who stays athletic and muscular. usually dressed in a casual red top that is tight enough to show a little of her body, but not too tight that there isn't any circulation in her chest and arms. At times she's known however to show some skin at least something without sleeves or a low neckline.

Around her waist is usually a dark brown belt with a little fashion on it put on by herself. holding up some tight-fitting dark blue denim or black pants, but at times she's known to wear comfortable leisure fitting pants, with cotton white socks or stockings. Around her neck is usually a necklace which had been passed down to her through the times. In the boots which she is usually the pair that she wears all the time a dagger with its sheath so as the coldened steel didn't chill her skin. and around her waist a thin sheathed double-edged sword hangs. If she takes off her shirt however on her back is a tattoo which is of two angelic-like wings sprouting from each side of her spine as well as a slight angular cut on her ribs from a sword and another on her left forearm both recieved in separate instances.

PERSONALITY

Likes:At least 6

• Darkness |Sure it may seem a tad emo, but it isn't cause of sorrow or anything, but cause i just like it.
  
• Fighting | Even though she may seem like a girl it doesn't mean that she can't handle her own in a fight.
  
• Unique Animals | Animals are good and able to keep secrets, but being unique is being rare and that strikes home to her at least not as much as some.
  
• Guys | Yes I know they say that the female race are smarter, but again just like the males we have urges that need to be fulfilled especially when its a cute or hot lookin' guy!
  
• Music | Music is a way to express things, but usually its either rock or something mellow like soundscapes.
  
• Thrills | Risks are great especially when getting a rush off of it.
  
  
  Dislikes:At least 5
  
  
• Siblings | Even though they are family at times you didn't much like them.
  
• Red M&M's She doesn't know why, but she just doesn't like the color red on those little candies.
  
• Thugs | Those who think they're all that and a bag of potato chips.
  
• Shallow Guys | If you don't get it then you don't understand why.
  
• Non-stop Football | Everything is good in moderation, just not football its like going back to the cavemen or neanderthal age.
  
  Strengths:At least 3
  
  
• Strong Willed
  
• Strategy
  
• Darkness
  
  Weaknesses:At least 3
  
  
• Risks | Even though she is one who would throw herself into constant perail and risk her life it is as well a strength and a weakness.
  
• The Sea | Its not for the depths or the darkness below, but it is for it brings much sorrow to her heart for her mother was lost to her to the sea.
  
• Temper | It isn't something that she is fairly grateful for this and is something that she isn't prideful of either for it is something that makes her less of herself you may say.
  
  Fears:At least 3
  
  
• Betrayal | The fear of which a close encounter of one baiting her and trying to turn her or something against what she holds dear and beliefs to be true.
  
• Last of her Race | Death is one thing that is scary to think about, but the last of the bloodline and possibly that of her kind would be the worst to try to live with.
  
• Intense/Direct Light | Thus being the daughter of Erebus which in the ancient language meant deep darkness and shadow and so blinding light would seem a intense fear for being blinded by light would make her impervious to other dangers.
  
  Weapons:
  
  
• Sha'dar | A straight double-edged sword that seems to resemble a darkened shard of the darkness as if forged from the shadows themselves into steel form.
  
• Hell-Gard | A darkened crossbow when fired is as silent as the shadow that hangs from a personage or object. As are the arrows with the feathers of a dark raven's tail-feathers and tipped with a onyx-colored arrowhead.
  

Fighting Style style:
Her fighting style is her own creation a combination of straightforward in your face and yet able to be intellectual at the same time. At times however it may seem a little underhanded or dirty fighting. If fighting with a weapon she will convert to using her fist and feet if it suits her that is.

Overall:

She is a strong and intelligent being who is a spitfire one who isn't easy to keep under wraps. Her temper resembles that of the irish bloodline being proned to ferocious bouts of violence and anger. Seeming to be one who is shy when in fact she is more that of one who is protective of herself from others and what they could or would do. Trusting only those closest to her. She has her own secrets which she keeps a good hold on not giving them away to anyone and able to keep secrets of her friends. When and if she becomes a friend of someone she is most loyal and able to be funny when the ability presents itself. At times of being nervous she is one to fumble or play with something at times it may seem that her attention is divided when in fact she is nervous. She is most happy at the most times and is one of those who is a night owl not wanting to awake in the early morning especially when the sun is bright in her own eyes for she was a lover and a child of the darkness.

HISTORY

Born: January 17^th
Homeland: Seattle, WA.

History:

It was a cold winters' night in the deepest darkest portion of the night when a crying scream came out as a storm raged making it pitch black it was exactly twelve o' five when Gracelyn Noxios Kryztov was born in the Mercy hospital in Seattle, Washington to a mother with no husband it was odd for the nurses' for there was usually someone who had at least some reckoning or knowing of who knocked the poor girl up even if the bastard left her all alone to give birth to this little girl.

Gracie was a strong and independant woman who learned much from her mother and the one who seemed to take pity on them she had grown to a good size for someone at the age of five years old and having that of only a mother as a parent who seemed to work to support her and herself. Sometimes it pained Grace to see her mom so stressed out and didn't want to add to the comotion, but sometimes for no apparent reason maybe it was the hormones inside of her, or the fact of not having a father in the family she didn't know, but sometimes things would happen and they would get in a verbal fight about things ending with her mom leaving into the darkness either for work or to blow off some steam as it was quoted.

About the age of eleven or twelve however she started to find out a few things about herself for instance whenever she was in total darkness instead of getting a fear of the unknown and what hang in the blackness she seemed to welcome it as if a long lost friend. As well she had been able to conceal herself with the shadows at times especially when the light pained her or just for no apparent reason, but to have a good laugh. She had found out most of this in the livespan of the two years that was until it looked like Clarissa was in good spirits with a man who actually didn't seem right to Gracie there was something about him as if he was a murderer or something it was the same year at the end of it close to her own birthday that her mom committed suicide making her feel depressed for losing the only parent she held so dear, but as well during that last year she had seen visitings of an ancient personage who seemed to know her very well.

Claiming to be her one and only true biological father he was clad in a dark robe that fell to the ground tightened with a deep black and red sash. His eyes where black as night and the skin as pale as day. His name was Erebus the God of darkness and shadow as well as one of the five original gods before the famous Greek Gods of the pantheon one of the sons of chaos herself. Living with this knowledge so close after her mothers' death and having to go through it she started to see and stay with a family that seemed to be friendly and one of the children actually was a close friend of hers. Not knowing that this was another of Erebus's children at the same time which she'd come to find out, but at this time she lived there until the age of sixteen and that was when someone came to her with the knowledge of a camp for special beings in which caught her fancy and went there finding out others that where just like her.

One who seemed to be the most famous was Percy Jackson he was the son of Poseidon one of the most highly known gods in which she had the liberty to get to know, but only in aquaintance for he went on a quest while she kept to her studies so to speak with her own little rebellions as well that was until it seemed like a war was brewing somewhere and the assumtion of some of the DemiGods where in the midst of this she did her own part and armed with her gifts from her father and shadowing herself she aided them. Afterwards was when the decree and rule that anyone who was a demigod or demigoddess where to be claimed at the age of thirteen which meant that there was going to be some young ones running around here which hopefully she will try to keep her temper and that in check for they're only children or that of adolescence nowhere near adulthood!

ALL THE REST

Name/Alias: Grace/Gracie
Age: Since this is optional I choose the right not to say.
Experience: Awhile about 4-5 years give or take.
Other characters:
Nope nothing else for me.
Playby: Kirsten Dunst
Referral: Link sent via IM by "Dreamer".
RP Sample:

A dark somber night with a warm coastal climate seeming to be in the air as if it had just rained not to long ago. It had been quite awhile since being there before as if seeming to be in a strangers' world and unknown to it. When in fact it was still apart of her and the memories seemed to be still there in the back of her head as dressed to kill in this city of tiny lights in the night darkness. It was the nightlife and things where going to be ablaze even if she didn't notice it. Walking in a slow fluid movement she seemed to keep it all in the view of her deep blue pools which where her eyes.

The sounds of the harbor seemed to ring through the air and nightbirds where singing their eerie notes and making themselves known. it was time to get to it with her mom taken by the sea by a pathetic way for she had jumped off the bridge of the harbor into the sea which made her a little fearful for it even though she spend so much time down there at times.

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