Post by T-K King on Jan 26, 2012 23:50:30 GMT
ANTHONY JAMES KING
THE BASICS
THE BASICS
Name: Anthony James King
Nicknames: Tony T-K
Age physically 13 actually late twenties
Gender: male
Years at camp: about 15 years
FAMILY
Father: Imaginaito
Mother: Sally King
Siblings: Little sister named Sarah
Children: none
Other: Step-Dad John
Pets: none
APPERANCE
Species: Vea Demigod
Hair: His hair is a caramel come brown colouring and is long and shaggy.
Eyes: His eyes are a murcky green colour which a often a spark with life.
Skin: His skin is a constant tanned brown colouring.
Stature: Being trapped in a child like state he still has the body he had when her was 13 which is slightly on the skinny side.
Clothing style: He wear a varitey of clothing including graphic t-shirt's and checked open shirts with jeans and sneakers.
Distinguishing features: His murky green eyes.
PERSONALITY
Likes:
- Pranks
- Climbing Trees
- Joking around
- Poppets
- Skidding
- Football
Dislikes:
- Being called a kid
- Being talked down to
- Grumpy people
- Frills
- Pink
Strengths:
- Never running out of energy
- Pranks
- Being dramatic
Weaknesses:
- Hates being called a kid
- Being left out
- Peanutbutter
Fears:
- Forever being treated as a child
- Being stuck at camp for the rest of his life
- Never being repsected
Weapons: And ellsision silver short sword and two daggers.
Fighting Style style: Being in a childs body he is very quick, agagile and light on his feet so his fighting style consists of jumping on people and also dropping out of trees onto them as T-K loves deploying suprise attacks.
Overall:T-K is a very excitable person always running around and getting in the way most of the time. He is a little ball of energy who can also often be found terrorising somebody but in a nice playful way like doing silly things such as 'pull my finger'. He also likes to see himself as a bit of a dare devil as he is always doing stunts of his own arond camp. Whether they be comical ones or ones where he could really hurt himself. Though he never really hurts himself too bad. A couple of broken bones is nothing to T-K as he seems to get over them relatively quick. Which adds to the fact that he's good at bouncing back. He's a generally upbeat person who likes loud shouty music which he can jump up and down to and get away with it since where can't really dance to somebody shouting.
He is also known for playing quite a few pranks too though nothing all that serious just stuff like flour bombs and throwing eggs, with the odd water ballon too. Though while he still does act quite a bit like a child he doesn't always like being treated by one as while he has pyhsically grown up he still has mentally but still just has some child like tendacies like running around and pranking people. This is the reason behind him hating it and pratically throwing a fit if anybody calls him a kid or even treats him like on as he doesn't take to it lightly as often the people who say this are in actually fact younger than he really is. Though he will hold a grudge against them if they didn't really mean that he wont hold it for too long. But those who say it on purpose are a whole different story.
HISTORY
Born: 12th December
Homeland: South Carolina
History: Not long before christmas a child was born by the name of Anthony James King. His mother Sally went through this all by herself as the father of the child wasn't present and she didn't see him after the birth either. Though she did recieve a note form him which while at first she thought was a little far fetched she came to trust and believe. And it was for this reason that she held no ill will over him. Though it wasn't too long after she had Anthony that she found herself in another relationship. The man who lived in the flat next door to her help her out alot looking after T-K when he as young and even gave him the nickname of first Tony and then later that developed into T-K. And it was through these daily interactions that the two fell in love with each other.
So by the time that T-K was three years old he had already attended his first wedding as the degrudging little paige boy who really didn't want to where that silly suit his mother picked for him and walk down the ailse with a pillow. Though he still had to do it wether he liked it or not. But T-K did manage to tripp up rather comically and send the rings rolling to the front instead of crying them. He didn't cry but just had a cheeky grin plastered all over his face. After the wedding they moved into one of the bigger flats at the top of the building which gave T-K alot more space to run around in and also meant more furnature to jump up and down on. Which was like heaven when your and excitable three year old little boy.
Though when he was five his mother was pregnant with what would be his little sister. Though she wasn't born until after his birthday in the spring when he was six. And he was extremly jealous because his little sister named Sarah got all the attention and he felt like he was left out a lot. His step-father John had tried to fill the void while his mother looked after Sarah and tried his best to give him attention but T-K didn't want it and so often pretended to run away just to try and get some attention from his mother. Though it never worked. John would always be to one to find him and send him to bed for running away though it never stopped him from doing it. He kept on running away climbing up a tree and waiting to be found only to be dissapointed every time.
When he went to school the running away ease a bit as he'd go over to his friends but then again his friends houses where just another place that he could run away to. Though by the time he was thirteen his main run away house was was a friend of his name Harrison. And one day when he ran away to Harrison's house his 'older brother' had come back from serving in the army. At first T-K thought nothing of it that was until his older brother tired to eat him. Harrison hid under the bed while T-K scampered to the side and jumped on the monster's back hitting him in the head with one of Harrison's figures. This didn't do too much to distact the monster and T-K was thrown into one of the walls which cause him to be very dizzy. Though the next thing he knew something esle jumped on to the monster and before T-K knew it all that remained of it was a pile of golden dust upon the floor.
He was now upon the verge of passing out and as the last thing he remember was a blurry figure trying to haul him to his feet, but T-K passed out before he was able to move him. The next thing T-K knew he was in a strange place with strnage people around him. The first thing he heard when he woke up was a nervous bleeting sound which was emitting from the mouth of the teenager sat by his bedside who turned out to be a Satyr. T-K had tried to sit up but was overwhelmed by the amount of blood rushing to his head. He was in what was called the sick bay for a few days before he was allowed out on what he was told a saturday. And so the day after on the Sunday he was made to particpate in this cermony where he was told he would meet his father.
He was a bit shocked when his father had the look of a teenager but it was soon explained to him and that he would age anymore and would be forever more or less a thriteen year old which was great at first for T-K as it meant he would never have to grow up which he thought was awsome. Though also because his frozen aging he had no choice but to become a year round camper at the camp and has now been a camper their for roughly fifteen years. He only leaves the camp to see his family when they are in the area which is usually his siter who passes through the most. She finds it a little weird the he older brother who is supposed to look 28 looks like a 13 year old kid constantly.
ALL THE REST
Name/Alias:Dusty
Age:18
Experience:5
Other characters: 8 so yeh ..... too many
Face claim:Jimmy Bennett
Referral:Made it
RP Sample:
As he replied with some details of his own Christmas which he spent in Cardiff which sounded nice. Raya herself hadn't really ventured all that much into Wales at all never mind have been to its capital. She nodded when he mentioned that you still feel like a child at Christmas when you go home to your family as Raya herself had a similar feeling. Just now she had Leonard to spend it with too which just made things ever much nicer. It was a bit of a strange relationship they had as they often spent long periods away due to their jobs even before Raya took up a hogwarts post, though still they seemed to remain as close as ever. Raya guessed it just worked for them. Though she did miss Leonard at times like this and she would have liked to have spent tonight with him. Though thankfully her brother had offered to show Leonard how the muggles bring in the New Year and so she didn't have to worry about him being alone all night.
"How old is he?" Raya inquired at the mention of his brother and to which a reply came of thirty-five which made Raya feel incredibly young despite all the students which were about. She herself was only twenty four and it was a fair guess to say she was probably the youngest professor Hogwarts had ever seen. In fact quite a few of the professors present had taught her when she was at Hogwarts which was only about seven years ago or so. Afterwards the two sat together at the head table laid out for the staff chaperoning the event which Raya enjoyed. They had some nice polite dinner chat with a couple of others who were present and chirped in. Raya got a few funny looks for the combinations of food that went upon her fork, but that what Raya liked to do was experiment with different tastes as you'd be quite surprised about what can taste nice together if you tried it.
“Perhaps we should stop turning a blind eye to what goes in that punch.” Edward said to her after some sort of commotion happened at the drinks table. Raya knew to some people spiking the punch bowl was just a game as she had remembered drinking maybe a glass or two of spiked punch more than she should have some of the balls that she went to as a student. Though this seemed a little bit more extreme to what had happened just over half a decade ago. "Maybe we should charm the punch to go a murky black if any alcohol is added so it looks like we just filled it with water from the black lake?" Raya suggested with a little laugh as she knew that even doing that wouldn't put off some student's as they would then know that it was spiked and try and devour the whole bowl. This wouldn’t be good since they were charmed to never run out.
After dinner they both parted going their separate ways around the perimeter to make sure the student where behaving themselves and not getting to drunk. They was nothing too exciting going on as the only thing Raya had to do was tell off the youngest of the Merryweather siblings who was constantly tugging upon a girls dress trying to get it to rip. It was quite amazing how there were four siblings at the same school all in different house and with massively different personalities. Though then again Raya guessed it was better them to be different from each other than clones of one another personality as that could just be freaky in some ways.
Sighing Raya let her gaze glaze across the hall which is where she caught sight of Professor Wenlock on the other side of the hall who gestured to the dance floor offering to dance with her. Raya hadn't even thought about getting the chance for a dance tonight and so after once again blushing she nodded her head. Once they met they took up the classic stance with her right hand on his shoulder and her left in his hand. It was quite a nice song to dance to one of which her mother was quite found of as her mother loved the crooning voice of Frank Sanatra and the Rat Pack and so Raya was quite familiar with a number of their songs from the frequent playing of the in her house while she was growing up.
“You know, I can never tell them apart,” He told her and she guess he was talking about the music as Raya herself sometimes got them mix up. Though she had gotten better a detecting the differences in people voices when she had joined the choir at Hogwarts as she herself too loved to sing. "I believe it is the man himself, Mr. Frank Sanatra though I'm a little rusty, haven’t really sung since I was last her at Hogwarts." Raya told him with a little smile that crept upon her face at the fond memories off standing at the front of the hall singing while Professor Flitwick waved his hands about in front of them. She knew he was supposed to be conducting them but Raya had never really gotten what each wave had meant or anything and just sang along with everyone else.
"How old is he?" Raya inquired at the mention of his brother and to which a reply came of thirty-five which made Raya feel incredibly young despite all the students which were about. She herself was only twenty four and it was a fair guess to say she was probably the youngest professor Hogwarts had ever seen. In fact quite a few of the professors present had taught her when she was at Hogwarts which was only about seven years ago or so. Afterwards the two sat together at the head table laid out for the staff chaperoning the event which Raya enjoyed. They had some nice polite dinner chat with a couple of others who were present and chirped in. Raya got a few funny looks for the combinations of food that went upon her fork, but that what Raya liked to do was experiment with different tastes as you'd be quite surprised about what can taste nice together if you tried it.
“Perhaps we should stop turning a blind eye to what goes in that punch.” Edward said to her after some sort of commotion happened at the drinks table. Raya knew to some people spiking the punch bowl was just a game as she had remembered drinking maybe a glass or two of spiked punch more than she should have some of the balls that she went to as a student. Though this seemed a little bit more extreme to what had happened just over half a decade ago. "Maybe we should charm the punch to go a murky black if any alcohol is added so it looks like we just filled it with water from the black lake?" Raya suggested with a little laugh as she knew that even doing that wouldn't put off some student's as they would then know that it was spiked and try and devour the whole bowl. This wouldn’t be good since they were charmed to never run out.
After dinner they both parted going their separate ways around the perimeter to make sure the student where behaving themselves and not getting to drunk. They was nothing too exciting going on as the only thing Raya had to do was tell off the youngest of the Merryweather siblings who was constantly tugging upon a girls dress trying to get it to rip. It was quite amazing how there were four siblings at the same school all in different house and with massively different personalities. Though then again Raya guessed it was better them to be different from each other than clones of one another personality as that could just be freaky in some ways.
Sighing Raya let her gaze glaze across the hall which is where she caught sight of Professor Wenlock on the other side of the hall who gestured to the dance floor offering to dance with her. Raya hadn't even thought about getting the chance for a dance tonight and so after once again blushing she nodded her head. Once they met they took up the classic stance with her right hand on his shoulder and her left in his hand. It was quite a nice song to dance to one of which her mother was quite found of as her mother loved the crooning voice of Frank Sanatra and the Rat Pack and so Raya was quite familiar with a number of their songs from the frequent playing of the in her house while she was growing up.
“You know, I can never tell them apart,” He told her and she guess he was talking about the music as Raya herself sometimes got them mix up. Though she had gotten better a detecting the differences in people voices when she had joined the choir at Hogwarts as she herself too loved to sing. "I believe it is the man himself, Mr. Frank Sanatra though I'm a little rusty, haven’t really sung since I was last her at Hogwarts." Raya told him with a little smile that crept upon her face at the fond memories off standing at the front of the hall singing while Professor Flitwick waved his hands about in front of them. She knew he was supposed to be conducting them but Raya had never really gotten what each wave had meant or anything and just sang along with everyone else.
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