Post by HEPHAESTUS on Mar 30, 2009 3:12:55 GMT -5
HEPHAESTUS.
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"this is what the birth certificate says. the basics, of course."
HEPHAESTUS //
NICKNAMES//Vulcan & Mulciber
AGE// Immortal ||lost count over a millennium ago
DATE OF BIRTH.//
SEXUAL ORIENTATION// Heterosexual
GOD OR GODDESS OR NYMPH OR WHATELSE//GOD
CANON OR ORIGNAL//Cannon
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"i'm sexy, i'm cute. the appearance is everything."
HEIGHT// Five feet eleven inches
WEIGHT// One Hundred Eighty Seven Pounds
BODY TYPE// Muscular
HAIR COLOR//Dark Brown
EYE COLOR// Chocolate Brown
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES//Hephaestus has a heavy limp to his gait and is easily recognizable by his facial features that aren't like many of the gods. He is quite blan features and almost to the point where one could refer him as ugly.
PLAY BY//Ben Barnes
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"some say it's what's on the inside, counts."
LIKES//
+Volcanic Eruptions
+Working in his Forge
+Being Liked by others despite his handicap
+Heat
+A good informative conversation
+Telling Tales of important figures he has forged items for
+Aphrodite
+Forging Jewelry for his wife
+Mortal Watching
+Being Worshiped
+Donkeys
DISLIKES//
-Dishonesty
-Wars
-Cold Temperature
-At times his handicap
-Trickery
-Being Cursed At
-Overly obnoxious people
-Disrespect towards anyone
-quarreling
-At times, Hera
STRENGTHS//
+Skills in Metal Work
+He keeps a hold of his temper
+Encourages peace
+Peace Keeper
+Sensitive towards other's feelings
+Popular amongst other because of his craftsmanship
+selfless
WEAKNESSES//
-Strongly dislikes quarreling, will do about anything to stop it
-Dislikes when other Gods think him to be, nothing more than their workman
-let’s other’s problems become his
-Has always been one to keep his emotions to himself, so not to upset anyone else
-Often puts his life and soul into a piece of weaponry or armor, or jewelry that will please his wife
-Being criticized for his looks, falters his self esteem
-at times lets praise go momentarily to his head
-Often is treated disrespectfully by other because of his cool, easy going nature
-Being Lame
-Tries to treat everyone fairly and with respect, despite even when they treat him like scum on the bottom of their sandal
HABITS/QUIRKS//
+When completely stressed out, he will spend hours working in his forge
+When jealously strikes, he is a bit mischievous in his ways
+Enjoys walking amongst mortals (in disguise of course) to hear the latest news
+Takes it as a responsibility to see that the other Gods to not quarrel, he’s a peace lover
+Takes it upon himself to provide armor and weapons for heroes and the Gods/Goddess even when they don’t ask for it, or deserve it
FEARS// \
-Never able to truly trust his wife’s loyalty
-Being forgotten by the mortals
-Being thrown from Olympus, again
-Causing horrific tragedy by some means
-Never truly being loved by Aphrodite
SECRETS//
-Though he acts like he doesn’t mind being lame and not having the looks, he truly wishes that he true godly features
+Wishes for Hera to act civilly toward him, despite her dislike of her own son
FULL PERSONALITY// Hephaestus isn’t your typical ego obsessed god, instead he can be quite the opposite. He often is known to put other‘s need before his own. He is, truth to the word, the ideal model of selflessness and altruism, no matter if other will look down upon him for his actions. He attempts to treat everyone fairly and equally, even those he strongly dislikes, is often questioned by others or is ridiculed for his nature. Though there is a few who think highly of him and his ways.
The God of Fire can seem light hearted no matter the moment if he trying to lift dampened spirits of another. He will try talking their downed mood up or simply telling them crazy yet humorous stories to turn their frowns into a much loved grin.
Another quirk to his personality is that he hides his inner feelings in order not to conflict with anyone’s agenda or worry them. He keeps everything bottled up inside of his heavily muscled torso and puts on a mask of ease and sure jovial bliss to anyone that passed or bothers to converse with the ugly god.
Keeping everything bottle so tightly inside can be weary on him and often causes him to appear tired or disinterested in a conversation he was having with another being. He will seem distant and not fully grounded when thoughts or feelings have him distracted and otherwise occupied.
Yet another adjective to describe this being would have to be pacifist which is slightly ironic for a god who is master weapons maker. He can’t stand to hear or see people quarreling and will often use his level headedness to calm and solve the situation. He bitterly dislikes fighting and tries everything in his power to avoid and prevent.
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"history starts now, or when i was born."
PARENTS// Hera | unknown| Queen of Gods |
SIBLINGS//
Ares | unknown |God of War |living
BIRTHPLACE
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS//
Aphrodite| unknown | Goddess of Love/Beauty| living| Married
CHILDREN//
N/A
PETS//
Occasionally he is spotted riding a donkey on his journeys, mortal watching.
FULL HISTORY//
ooc: please forgive me if any of this information isn’t to your likings, I’ve browsed at least four dozen different web pages with different information on this god.)
The beginning for Hephaestus didn’t have a lovely fairy tell beginning but more of one that was harsh and to a point sadistic. He was born to the King of Gods, Zeus and his easily jealous wife, Hera. Much was expected of the child, including that he be of such beautiful and handsome features it nearly shocked Hera to death at his arrival. He was not, to say kindly, the most beautiful of babies. Hera was appalled and ashamed at the child and without waiting Zeus’s judgment on the child she threw the infant from Olympus into the ocean below.
For a day and night he fell the distance from the heavenly kingdom to the earth below, to land with a sickening splash to the sea, shattering his left leg completely and cracking the bone in the right. He drifted painfully in the sea until luckily a naiad by the name of Thetis, happened to be swimming by and hear Hephaestus’s mangled cry. She took pity on the child and made him a pet to entertain her in the years to come. In his early years she gave him toys of brightly colored pebbles and valuable scrap metals that found itself into Thetis’s grotto. She was amazed at how talented the child was in turning these odds and ends into jewelry of such high and beautiful quality she couldn’t help but show them off at social gatherings, including one where a curious Hera asked where she had gotten such a lovely necklace. The naiad told her the story of how she had found a infant and took cared for him, and in return for her care Hephaestus created her jewelry.
Hera was speechless and wondered if this was the same Hephaestus she had cast out of Olympus. Deciding it had to be the same, for what mortal child could survive falling into an ocean and having both legs lamed, she demanded the return of her son and sorrowfully the naiad gave up her jewelry making pet to his rightful parent.
Upon his return, Zeus was astounded at the child’s ugliness but soon forgot of it when the young boy presented him with a gift. The famous lightning bolts that the King of Gods throws from the heavens as his weapon. His parents were grateful to have such a master workman in their midst and as a peace offering from past actions and as a welcome home gift, gave him a mountain range that housed many volcanoes to use as his forge. He accepted gratefully and was surprised further when Zeus gave him control over a band of Cyclopes to aid in his work.
Later in his years on Olympus he was given yet another surprise by his father. The hand of Aphrodite in marriage, (in order to keep peace on Olympus for Zeus thought Hephaestus a cool headed being and most probable to slightly tame her wild ways.) Their marriage has had a few issues including that of Aphrodite being adulterous and seeking the company of other men including Ares.
Though true to his kind nature he over looked this fault in his wife and continued on laboring in the forge creating her lovely gifts along with many other important items for god and a few worthy mortals, including that of Achilles‘ armor, Hercules‘s bronze clappers, Aphrodite's girdle and Pelops' shoulder.
"it's time to meet the puppeteer."
YOUR NAME// Zave
YOUR AGE// optional. 19
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE//five or six
CONTACT INFO// pm
SECRET PHRASE// admin edit
MEMBER TITLE// The Ugly God
ANYTHING ELSE// nope
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE//
(If you wish to know exactly what site this came from, let me know.)
The roar of the crowded room seemed to grow louder every blinking moment as teens of different ages waited impatiently to get their grub from the cafeteria ladies. The smell of baked something and over boiled vegetables hung about the air, mingling with that off teenage bodies and lunch lady wart remover, creating a lovely smell that could almost bring up the gag reflex. A few students were pushing each other around as they waited, while another group, mostly girls, laughed obnoxiously to loud about some bit of gossip they were spreading about. Of course you had the few that waited patiently and quietly in line, minding their own business and ignoring the insults and rude comments thrown at them from the higher ranking cliques.
Amongst the silent waiters was young Jack, who stood shoulders slumped forward, glare bitter as ever and practically melting every face it made contact with from the sheer ferocity of it. His hands were thrust deep into his jeans that were past their prime and sported a few holes here and there. His hair hung over into his face, shading it partially from any unwanted gaze meetings as he took slow steps toward the front of the line.
Jack phased in and out of his wandering thoughts, as he stood in a line waiting his turn to see what was for lunch and feeling slightly like a cow being herded toward a meadow wasn’t in a particularly cheery mood. His outlook on the world today was worse than usual for the day had started out rough. His alarm clock never rang resulting in him being late to class and forgetting nearly every notebook he needed for his classes. He hadn’t realized until it was to late to return to his dorm to change that his shirt had a coffee stain on the bottom edge and to top it all off, he had forgotten to brush his teeth.
With an elongated sigh, he took a tray from the pile that started the line of food and began browsing that day’s selection of pudding before moving on to the entrée. “Lovely” he grumbled sourly, picking up a mangled looking sandwich, poorly wrapped in cellophane and moving forward to pay for his meal.
Wandering through the sea of tables it took him a few brief moments to pick out one of the few empty table to place his lanky frame down at. He pulled a chair from the table and plopped himself down and began to exam his meal. He picked at the bread a moment before taking a reluctant bite. It wasn’t half bad as he suspected it to be as he relaxed back into his chair and propped his Converse clad feet into another.
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