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PostSubject: ~Josey~   3/14/2013, 8:52 pm

Full name: Josey Leopardson

Any nicknames?: His friends usually call him Leopard because of his last name and his frisky/fierce personality.

Gender: male

Age: 18

Years at Camp: 2

God and mortal parent: Dionysus and Josaline Leopardson

Date of birth: Josey was born on October 23rd, 1995

Place of birth: Josey was born in Tarzana, California.

Appearance(a picture, if you don't have one you could give a description or just leave it blank):

Eye color: Dark brown

Hair(color, length, style, etc.): His hair goes down to his upper back, about 5 inches below his neck. It's black, and in dread locks. Not the thin cool kind of dread locks, but the kind that’s thick and slightly puffy, but you can still see the pattern in it. A few locks are dyed green, and the others have blue tips.

Height: 5'9

Body type(tall, skinny, fat, etc.): Josey’s actually pretty thin and somewhat muscular, but the pink fur jacket he always wears can mislead people into thinking that he’s slightly overweight.

Distinct markings(freckles? Scars? Birthmarks? Etc.): He has two gigantic scars on either side of his lips, going up to his ears, making it look like he's smiling from ear to ear.

Personality(Are they angry, nice, friendly, unique, violent?): Josey is a party animal. He’s very loveable, funny, charming, and outrageous. It’s hard to make him mad, but when someone pisses him off he gives them a good beating, and leaves them for dead. He’s very outgoing and likeable, but he’s the kind of person that would leave the little ones in the dust, so he’s a bit of a jerk. He’s a player, and sometimes he only cares for himself. In certain situations as fighting, he’d rather throw someone in as bait and take off than try to save the both of them.

Style(This is optional:try http://polyvore.com/ to make it): Josey has the party-hard look on him. He’s always wearing skull face-paint, he carries around a keyboard with a built in microphone that he wears as an earpiece, and he’s always wearing a really big purple top hat that’s lined with skulls at the base, with stars on the side and two detachable golden colored bones next to them, made of celestial bronze, which he would later choose as his weapon. He wears a zebra-colored striped shirt, and a pink fluffy(fake) fur coat around it. He wears purple short-shorts, which are disturbing to a lot of people, but he likes to show off his legs. Along with that, he wears knee-high hiking boots that look somewhat like converse.

Powers**: Josey has the power of FABULOUSNESS! Just kidding. Josey can whip, bind, and strangle people with vines, making him run out of breath for a couple minutes, then he has to wait 7 minutes to use his powers again. Each vine is about 10 feet long, and he can bring about 5 vines at a time. If he over-uses his powers, he becomes distorted, he could faint, or he would just not be able use them again and be extremely tired until the next day. To regain his energy to have powers, he must have at least 8 hours of sleep a night.

Fatal Flaw*: Josey tends to speak and act before he thinks, which can get him in trouble.

Flaws*(2 other random flaws, like sucks at vollyball, is afraid of cats, etc.): Josey is a pervert, and he ‘s kind of a player

Weapon(s): Joseys hat has two celestial bronze bones attached to it that are painted gold. He uses them as clubs, and sometimes boomerangs, because when he throws them they usually have a tendency to come back to him.

Pets: Josey has a big beautiful Scarlet Macaw named Pirate, that usually resides on his shoulder or on the rim of his top hat. He knows swear words and party calls, but most of the time he likes to hang upside-down from Josey’s finger and play dead.

Talents/Skills: Josey can play the keyboard very well, although it gets pretty old and annoying sometimes. He’s also a fairly good singer, but sadly he sings in an auto-tuner, which makes it kind of annoying. Thank god it isn’t the same while he’s talking, although he does like to sing a lot instead of talking.

RP Example*: Josey walked down the street, singing without his autotune for once. It was dark outside, but he didn’t mind that, the stars on his hat shined bright and he was able to see. He was also able to draw attention to potential criminals, but he didn’t seem to care. He kept singing down the street, eventually strutting. His legs had goosebumps on them from the cold, but that would never stop him from wearing short shorts. In fact, he was singing the short shorts song. Josey continued to sing “Who wears short shorts-” when someone stepped in front of him, holding a knife. “The hell do you want?” Josey said, pushing him aside as he kept walking. The guy just stepped back in front of him and pointed to his pocket. “Give me all your cash.” he said, but Josey started laughing his head off and started to talk very loudly. “What cash, man? I know I look like a million bucks but im broke right now! Oh wait...” Josey reached in his pocket and held up a wad of 100 dollar bills, and waved them in his face. “I forgot, I’m loaded as HELL!” The guy swiped at him with his knife, but he was no match for Josey. He knocked him down, took the bones from his hat, and started bashing his head in with it, then left his body on the curb and continued walking down the street singing. “We wear short shorts...”

Biography*: When Josey was younger, he would get made fun of a lot because he always wore a top hat to school and everywhere else. He didn’t care though, he was the type of kid that was always happy, no matter what the kids at school said. His mother would always comfort him at home and explain to him how those kids were wrong, and she taught him to shake off anything that somebody he didn’t care about said, which he thought was fantastic. He always used the same motto when someone made fun of him, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Well he used to always say that until someone literally broke his leg with a stick when he was 13, about the time when he hit puberty. When he went to school with a cast and crutches, everyone came up to sign it, but instead of writing their names they drew very inappropriate pictures of the male anatomy. In response, Josey colored his cast completely black, and laughed at everyone who tried to mark it. About a year later, when the same guy that broke his leg came up to him and started arguing with him at lunch in front of everyone, Josey was fed up. He had realized that the bones on his hat had always been detachable, so he started beating him with them, unfortunately putting him in the hospital for a few days. His mother had been disappointed with him, but she understood why he had done it, considering he had been holding back his anger the entire time up until that moment. He was forced to switch schools since he got expelled for beating the kid, but he was happy to get a new start. He started going somewhere else that had nicer people, and he was able to gain many friends and become a school star there. Sadly his grades declined, so he never really got that great education he needed, but he still had many friends to support him, which is why he threw a lot of parties. At first, he was scared that his mom would come home early from her week-long trips, but then he realized that she would never come home early after seeing her gone about twice a month. At first his parties were just food, video games, and movies, but after a while people got a little bored of just hanging out. Josey lived in a private property, half a mile away from the other residents, so he was able to play loud music without disturbing any neighbors. As the time went on, his parties became better and more fun, but also more mischievous and dangerous in a way. When people first started bringing drugs and alcohol, he said no and kicked them out, but after a while he welcomed the idea, as long as they only brought pot and light alcohol, instead of the intense stuff. He still keeps the hardcore drugs and alcohol out of the picture when he’s partying, but he never said anything against the idea of going in the bedroom of a girl or dirty dancing. One day while he was partying, a friend of his brought a couple of other friends, which Josey gladly welcomed. One of those two happened to be a Satyr, however, and dragged him away from the party to explain. Josey started laughing and asked which one gave him LSD, but they kept straight faces. A few months later after the Satyr continuously talked to him about Camp Half-blood, Josey got annoyed and agreed to go with him to shut him up. When he got there, he was surprised to hear and see that the Satyr was right, so he quickly went back to pack his belongings and left for good, leaving all his dear friends behind. But Josey isn’t that much of a jerk, so he got most of them to move out to New York so he could still party with them.

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PostSubject: Re: ~Josey~   3/14/2013, 11:26 pm


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