Character Name: Blake Gunner
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Description: His hair is a gloss of orange and red mixed. It hangs just above his eyes His eyes are of faded blue and fair skin. He's 5"10 and slim with slender limbs. He wears the Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and just a pair of faded jean. His shoes are always Vans.
God and mortal parent: Ares and Nora Gunner.
Powers: None
Flaws***: He's always seems to be inattentive which is something that he really need to improve. He is slow to react when in danger and had low confidence on everything he does even though he does it perfectly.
Pets: None.
Weapon****: He uses a Greek sword bayonet he picked from the camp. It is made of celestial bronze of course,
Talents/Skills: None.
RP Example*: Blake waited for the sirens to stop blaring. The flashes of red and blue were jumping around his room as he watched the arrest. His mother waved at him from the ground where she had taken down the kidnapper. He pushed his hair back and waved back with a small smile as he watched safely from the fifth story of the apartments.
Biography*:
Blake was a normal child, always going to school without trouble except Dyslexia. His mother and himself lived in Denver, Colorado. He was naive and shy, so it was hard for him to have friends. Blake was an only child, and his mother was from China. She was luckily adopted by a couple of Americans when she was a young girl. Blake never knew much about his mother not because he never asked which he never even did but because he was worried that his mother might break down again.
He was only seven at the time he thought of it. The last time his mother had the mental breakdown was when he was five. He had asked what his mother's real parents were and where she lived in China. She went berserk from trauma and tore down their apartment. Blake didn't know what to feel, sorry for his mother or fear. After the rampage, he cleaned the whole apartment from top to bottom making sure not a trace of glass wasn't on the floor waiting for someone's feet to step on it.
His mother was a policewoman, but she was also a soldier. She was sent to New york for assistance in training new soldiers. They both had moved to New York City and rented a condo. He was already thirteen. A week later they had just moved, his mother had left him alone in the condo. Blake liked the city very much, but it wasn't recognizable. He didn't like the park either because it was in the middle of the city that never sleep. He thought deeply, wanting to get out of the place and explore the real outdoors. He grabbed his jacket and slipped on his Vans and ran down the stairs.
He called for a taxi to take him to a forest, any forest. He paid the driver extra to step on it. The taxi man did so and dropped him off to the forest he best knew. As the car stopped, Blake hopped out and ran in. It was only morning so he had more energy to waste than ever. As he kept running, he stumbled into a camp that was up and ready. A camper went up to him and smiled. The camper took him by the arm and introduced Chiron to Blake. Later that day, Chiron allowed Blake to go home and tell his mother that he had to join the camp for his safety and hers. Blake called for a taxi, went home, and told his mom. He told his mother and asked. She agreed to it as long as he kept his physical training up and so he joined. He then joined and was notified as an Ares kid. That was only a few years ago since then.
Subject: Another Character 
3/5/2011, 6:45 pm
