Post by Heracles Karpusi on Jul 3, 2012 0:14:10 GMT -4
Heracles Karpusi
Name: Heracles Karpusi
Nation:Greece
Gender:Male
Age: 27
Physical Appearance: Despite Heracles’ fondness for sleeping and doing nothing, he’s quite fit and handsome. Years of shoveling in the dirt and swimming in the ocean have made hit fit. With shaggy brown hair (complete with an odd double curl on the top of his head) and green eyes, most people consider him to be attractive, at least, when he’s not covered in dust and dirt from searching around in the ground. Most times he can be found wearing a simple white t-shirt, tan pants, and dark brown boots. He may also wear a tan jacket and hat.
Occupation: archeologist
Affiliation: Government
Superpower: Dream Manipulation – Simply put, Heracles has the power to control a the reality of a person’s dreams. The dream becomes his to play with and change to his will. He can make almost anything he wants happen, knowing that whatever happens won’t leave the dream. His only problem with his power is that he doesn’t get any sleep at night (although that’s more of a personal choice) because he can’t sleep and use his power at the same time. He also dislikes the fact that he can’t actually interact with the dreamer, only watch from the sidelines. Although he can make himself tangible in the dream for a short about of time, this drains his energy, and often causes him to pass out or lose hold of the dream.
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Personality: Most times, Heracles is an enjoyable person to be around. He’s somewhat funny, and very thoughtful. He’s always willing to listen, and will give advice when needed. He can be very patient with people, but very sarcastic at the same time. He can also be very easily amused, and often finds himself very funny. He enjoys spending much of his time sleeping outside, and will normally be found asleep, often with his latest book either on him or being used as a pillow. He can be very irritable if you wake him, although as soon as he’s more awake, he’ll normally cheer up. This is the lighter side of his personality. He has a much darker side that very few see. This side to him usually only exists in the dream world where he has control, where he can’t be hurt. Essentially, he enjoys tormenting and seeing others suffer when he knows it can’t be pinned to him directly. It could be described like a kid pulling the wings off a fly just to see it squirm in pain and to hear the people begging for it to stop. This side to his personality usually vanishes when he is back from the dream world and not using his power; though some of it can linger. If you see him smirking or looking smug for no reason, it is a good bet that he just caused some havoc and pain in someone’s dream and enjoyed it quite thoroughly.
This darker side to his personality can be related to his past. When he was young, his mother was murdered by his uncle, who believed she had a great deal of money, which he would receive upon her death…which he found out there was no money, but he did get something in the will. Upon her death, Heracles was sent to live with the same uncle who killed her, as no one knew who his father was. There were speculations, but no one came forth to claim him as their son. When he was home, which was rare, he was subject not so much mental abuse as physical, often hit, kicked, and once even strangled. He never told anyone about this, possibility taking his anger about everything and taking it out in the dream world…make others hurt as he did, have others feel as he did.
Time spent at his Uncle’s was rare; it was enough to affect him. He did manage to find safe places to escape to, either at the library or the beach. As soon as he could, he moved away from his uncle, who will still torment him verbally when given the chance; although now it’s much easier for Heracles to ignore the man, as the only time they even talk is when he’s borrowing money.
Likes:
-Cats: He’s crazy about cats. He believes they are the perfect pets. He has at least five at his house, and an unknown number of strays that will come and hang around.
-the beach: He can often be found here, almost always reading one of his many books.
-the library: Another place he can almost always be, as he enjoys the quiet peaceful atmosphere
- Mythology: He enjoys reading and knowing about most different types, although the Greek myths are by far his favorite. He finds the stories people came up with to explain things fascinating.
-Sex: Heracles, for the most part, has never had any trouble getting people to sleep with him, man or woman. Mainly, all he has to do is smile, flirt a bit, and the rest takes care of itself.
-Philosophy: another thing which interests him, he find how different people see things fascinating, even if he doesn’t agree with them.
Dislikes:
-his uncle: the two don’t have a good relationship. They rarely even speak, only communicating when Heracles calls needing money.
-nightmares: Heracles hates nightmares. Often, they remind him of things he’d rather forget.
-(his lack of) money: Heracles often has money troubles, as he can’t seem to hold on to it for long.
-dog: He dislikes dogs more than any other animal. He thinks they’re loud, too energetic, and always making a mess.
-his past: he’d rather forget what happened to him as a child, and hates when its brought up, trying to quickly change the subject.
Fatal Flaw: Over thinking. Heracles will sometimes over think, and read too much into something, causing him to see something that was never there, or not have any importance.
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Roleplay Sample:
If anyone had glanced into Heracles’ room that night, they would have assumed him sleeping. After all, there was no reason not to. However, if one had moved in more, to get a better look, they would have found him to still be away, eyes were glazed over as he looked up the ceiling. But, despite him appearing to be looking at the ceiling, he truly wasn’t. What he saw was an endless white, with the dreams of people around him. Normally, he could look through them, jumping in and controlling any dream he saw fit. Tonight however, he was looking for one dream in particular. It was annoying, however, trying to find the correct one. There were so many around, it was easy to overlook one or two. Perhaps he should just give up. No, he wasn’t going to. He looked though the dreams again, before a small “yes” worked its way from his smiling lips. This was it, the one he was searching for. He reached out and grabbed it, letting the coolness of the dream consume him as his vision faded to white.
When the white cleared, he looked around finding himself on a boat deck. He looked around, trying to find the owner of the dream, before rolling his eyes. Of course the man would be dreaming about fucking some young pretty thing. He smirked, an idea forming in his head. He pushed it out, smiling as he felt the power rush through him. Suddenly, the lustful moans turned into snarls as the girl’s entire appearance changed. No longer was she a beautiful girl. She was now a hideous gorgon, complete with fangs and snakes for hair. “The hell?” the man pushed her away from him, and backed away, till he reached the side of the boat. “S-s-stay away!” he cried out as the creature moved closer and closer to him.
Heracles was smiling as he watched the scene play out before him, before another idea came to his head. He called upon his power again, and the creature changed again, from a gorgon to a three headed dog. This time, the scene also changed, from a boat in the middle of the ocean to a fiery cave, with the man and dog on a lone island suspended about the fires. The man cried out, as he fell, the support of the ship rail now gone. Somehow, he managed to grab onto the ledge with a hand. Heracles walked over and looked down at him. “You!” the man snarled. “How the hell did you get here?” he the question was also snarled. Heracles only smirked, before stepping and grinding his foot on the man’s hand, causing him to let go. “Goodbye uncle.” he said before the vision faded to white again. Only this time, when it came back, he was looking at the ceiling of his room. He smiled as he heard his uncle’s shouts, the yawned, turned onto his stomach, and fell asleep.
When the white cleared, he looked around finding himself on a boat deck. He looked around, trying to find the owner of the dream, before rolling his eyes. Of course the man would be dreaming about fucking some young pretty thing. He smirked, an idea forming in his head. He pushed it out, smiling as he felt the power rush through him. Suddenly, the lustful moans turned into snarls as the girl’s entire appearance changed. No longer was she a beautiful girl. She was now a hideous gorgon, complete with fangs and snakes for hair. “The hell?” the man pushed her away from him, and backed away, till he reached the side of the boat. “S-s-stay away!” he cried out as the creature moved closer and closer to him.
Heracles was smiling as he watched the scene play out before him, before another idea came to his head. He called upon his power again, and the creature changed again, from a gorgon to a three headed dog. This time, the scene also changed, from a boat in the middle of the ocean to a fiery cave, with the man and dog on a lone island suspended about the fires. The man cried out, as he fell, the support of the ship rail now gone. Somehow, he managed to grab onto the ledge with a hand. Heracles walked over and looked down at him. “You!” the man snarled. “How the hell did you get here?” he the question was also snarled. Heracles only smirked, before stepping and grinding his foot on the man’s hand, causing him to let go. “Goodbye uncle.” he said before the vision faded to white again. Only this time, when it came back, he was looking at the ceiling of his room. He smiled as he heard his uncle’s shouts, the yawned, turned onto his stomach, and fell asleep.
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OOC Information
Name: Chandinee/chandi/sorella
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