Post by Alfred F. Jones on Aug 22, 2010 18:24:06 GMT -5
Name: Heracles Karpusi
Country/ Code Name: Greece
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Merchant
----If not Civilian: The White Lotus
Ship Positions: Engineer, doubles as priest (or stampunk equivalent) and doctor.
Likes: Cats, sleeping, naked check ups, and deeply intellectual conversation
Dislikes: Dealing with money matters, Sadiq (just because it’s canon xD), and people who mess with his friends and crew mates.
Job Skills: A very skilled mechanic and inventor, very calm and spiritual, able to calm people with words and make them feel more at ease, state of the art medical training.
Personality and short background: Heracles is a dreamer that isn’t quick to anger or sadden. He can be a bit oblivious at times, mainly because he’s off in his own world thinking deep thoughts and wondering what his life would be like if he were a cat.
Heracles was born in a small fishing village in Greece to a fisherman and his wife. His father was killed out at sea when he was still growing in his mother’s womb and his mother left when he was about eight.
Forced to grow up on his own he took odd jobs around the village. Often he would help the airships unload their cargo, watching them as they sailed through the skies. He dreamed of becoming a crew member or even a captain of his own ship.
When he was 18 he finally bought passage on a ship heading towards Londinium and started searching for employment on a ship. Eventually he was hired on as an engineer/doctor/priest on The White Lotus.
Other: He’s created an alternate universe in his head where everything’s completely different and history is changed completely (basically he’s made our world up in his head)
RP sample: Heracles’ work on the ship for the day was done and he basically had nothing to do but lounge around in the small space partitioned off as his doctor’s office/confessional until someone came to him for spiritual advice or medical help.
Just as he was about to doze off he heard a rustling coming from a tarp just to the left of his make-shift office. Eyes popping open and brows furrowing in concern he got up, looking towards the source of the noise. He got up and tentatively raised the tarp, peeking under.
For his troubles he got a tiny paw pressed to his nose in what he supposed was meant to be an attack. But the kitten was so small that it wasn’t effective in the least. He smiled and picked the spitting, hissing kitten up, laughing as it glared at him before settling down in his hand with it’s back to him like it was pointedly ignoring him.
It was a beautiful orange tabby with fur as soft as flax with brilliant green eyes that kept glancing back at him disdainfully. The glare quickly turned into a look of interest as he pulled out a small bit of salted meat from a pouch hanging from his belt and the little cat certainly had no problems taking it from the man who it’d treated like an enemy up until now.
Checking the gender of the kitten he found it to be male and immediately started thinking of names. He settled for Corporal Cat and let the now much more friendly kitten prowl around the floor of the office and pounce on anything that moved.
OOC Information
Name: Greece works, Christophe, Chris, Mole…Courtney if youwanna be technical. I prefer Mole overall.
Timezone: Central US
Aim/msn/skype/email:
AIM: Jetaimebeetch
MSN: xxze_mole_ates_zat_faggot_godxx@live.com
I really hope this is to your liking. For some reason I find it inadequate but I'm not sure what it's missing.