Full name: Ethan James Smith
Any nicknames?: E.J.
Gender: M
Age: 17
Years at Camp: 4
God and mortal parent: Apollo, Chelsey Smith
Date of birth: February 28th
Place of birth: Seattle Washington
Appearance(a picture, if you don't have one you could give a description or just leave it blank): Above
Eye color: Green
Hair(color, length, style, etc.): Brown
Height: Six feet and Six inches
Body type(tall, skinny, fat, etc.): Skinny and tall but very muscular underneath
Distinct markings(freckles? Scars? Birthmarks? Etc.):a tattoo across his shoulder blades of a kite shield with two Stygian Iron swords crossed behind it and the setting sun behind that.
Personality(Are they angry, nice, friendly, unique, violent?): He's very rebellious yet has a charming and romantic side to him. When compared to others, E.J. is defined as funny with a very obvious streak of sarcasm.
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Powers**: None
Fatal Flaw*: Rebellion
Flaws*(2 other random flaws, like sucks at vollyball, is afraid of cats, etc.): fear of rejection, angers easily, often lost in his own thoughts
Weapon(s): Two longbladed katanas as well as two shortbladed twin hooks. All four of them are made of Celestial Bronze. A longbow with 500 arrows tipped by Celestial Bronze arrow heads.
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Pets: None
Talents/Skills: Archery, Sword fighting, singing, lyricist, guitar, percussion, trombone, viola
RP Example*: "Now deep breath and sight down the length of the arrow until you feel it is right." E.J. directed the young girl with her archery training. As one of the more adept archers at CHB, he had taken on a part time job as archery trainer. Ethan smiled as the girl's arrow flew true but just barely missed the bulls eye. "Good but I think you let your doubt sink in at the last minute and it made your hand move to the left a bit. Try to stay calm and believe in yourself. It does help in the long run." The son of Apollo ran his hand through his hair quickly and then moved on to the next camper.
Biography*: Ethan was born in a small house, more of a shack, just outside of Seattle on a cold and windy day. It was a good day though yet Ethan's life was one committed to poverty, or at least that was what he thought.
Chelsey Smith had been a maid for a famous actress until she'd been able to write her first lyrics back in Chicago but the woman hadn't been able to find someone to look at her song. So when Ethan was born, the woman had been living basically on the street while working two jobs and looking for a singer on her spare time. Yet when Ethan turned 5 years old and had showed promise with singing, Chelsey discovered her chance. Chelsey took Ethan to a small park and then they started out singing on the streets until a record label found out. On Ethan's 7th birthday, a man who claimed to be a record label CEO showed up and offered to take Ethan and Chelsey to the top. So Chelsey agreed and they started making millions. Within 3 years, the Smiths were able to buy a substantial plot of land outside Seattle and build a mansion there. Ethan was ten years old when he fell in love with a singer who was 13. Yet she never gave Ethan the time of day until one day he found himself in front of her with the fruity smell wafting over his nose. Ethan kissed Emma Kale but when they finished and the two agreed to go on a date, Ethan was attacked by a horse with wings that had a rider wielding a large spear. Ethan succeeded in shooting down the horse and disarming the kid but was injured and had to watch Emma bleed to death in front of him from a gunshot wound to her stomach. When Ethan finished crying, he killed the kid and found out that there were places out there for people like him. The now eleven year old boy found himself walking away from the city and down a road to go to the safe haven. When E.J. turned 13 he arrived at CHB safely.
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