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Name: Dontae Everlee

Nickname/s: Don, Donny

Age: 17

Gender + Pronouns: Male | He/They

Sexuality: Bisexual

Parentage: Mnemosyne, [UNKNOWN]

Race/Ethnicity: Greek, Hispanic.

Backstory: ???

Appearance: Dark brown curly hair, olive-toned brown skin, deep eyes, bushy brows, unknown scars and bruises along body, unknown tattoo on the waist, thin lips, chipped left canine tooth.

Some Personality traits: Pensive, quiet, thoughtful, closed-off, gets easily frustrated, contemplative, dedicated, easy to get along with.

Some of their powers/abilites: Can induce forgetfulness, can wipe memories, can create illusions, can manipulate memories, can travel through dreams.

Skills/talents: Swordsmanship, lock picking, keeping an eye out for danger, running, parkour, agile.

Hobbies: photography, animal training, exploring.

Weapons: silver sword, pocket knife, small hand revolver.

Relationship Status: Single. (ask mod about shipping!)

Fatal Flaw: Longing.

Voice claim: Jim Halpert, the office.

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In character tag: A distant memory.

Out of character tag: star speaking !

Character Core Posts/Reblogs tag: holding out for a hero.

Lore tag: Gone with the breeze.

#intro post #blog intro #oc rp #rp blog #pjo rp blog #pjo rp oc #A distant memory.#star speaking !#holding out for a hero.#Gone with the breeze.

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pastblurrythroughtears

“ Knight in Shining Armor, or so they claim. „

Open Starter: White Knight.

Summer at Camp Half-Blood was..a lot. Hot, and loud. That’s why some demigods preferred to train in the mornings.

Currently, there were two boys training in the arena. They went back and forth until the other knocked the sword out of his opponents hands. The defeated shouted out in frustration and stomped over to his sword.

The undefeated simply shrugged, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and walked out of the arena. He sat down and watched the next pair start to practice. His eyebrows were knit tightly together, as if in deep thought.

His sword….it was silver, oddly enough. Not the typical celestial bronze.

Do you approach? Ask him about his fighting? His sword?

n3onw4rnings1gn

Vic had just been wandering, as they often did — Late nights blurred into early mornings — They didn’t need much sleep anyway, at least far less compared to your average camper.

“Cool sword.” Vic hummed, nodding down to the sleek silver blade. They might not be the best with people (Being a child of the god of fear and just having an unsettling (and uncanny) presence tended to steer people away from Vic.)

pastblurrythroughtears

“Oh,” Dontae looked up, and immediately felt uneasy. Something about this guy was DEFINITELY off. It made his skin crawl. Not many things made him feel that way—unless they were things somehow correlated to his past. He couldn’t remember any of it, just an odd feeling of Deja Vu and a headache when he tried to remember.

“Thanks.” He hummed, staring out at the group of campers sparring. Anything to look at besides this creep. Something about him was just….unsettling.

“Who’re you, exactly?”

n3onw4rnings1gn

“Vic, but i could ask ya the same thing dude!” Vic laughed, an odd sound that sounded vaguely like a hyena.

“What i mean is i’ve never seen you around.” They added in an attempt to remain polite.

They could tell this guy was…a bit uncomfortable, Vic tended to have that effect on people. But hey, if you pushed through that anxiety and fear vic was a cool guy to talk too!

At least, he thought he was nice to talk too. Maybe other campers disagreed.

pastblurrythroughtears

“Yeah, me too.” He sighed. “I’m Dontae. Just got here a week or two ago.” He rubbed his head with a frown.

“Memory’s kinda foggy, dates and times don’t really stick.”

“Do you know whose kid you are?” The boy changed the subject, starting to calm slightly. This guy seemed….slightly normal. He talked like a normal person. Even if his vibe was just…off.

#a distant memory.

pastblurrythroughtears

“ Knight in Shining Armor, or so they claim. „

Open Starter: White Knight.

Summer at Camp Half-Blood was..a lot. Hot, and loud. That’s why some demigods preferred to train in the mornings.

Currently, there were two boys training in the arena. They went back and forth until the other knocked the sword out of his opponents hands. The defeated shouted out in frustration and stomped over to his sword.

The undefeated simply shrugged, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and walked out of the arena. He sat down and watched the next pair start to practice. His eyebrows were knit tightly together, as if in deep thought.

His sword….it was silver, oddly enough. Not the typical celestial bronze.

Do you approach? Ask him about his fighting? His sword?

n3onw4rnings1gn

Vic had just been wandering, as they often did — Late nights blurred into early mornings — They didn’t need much sleep anyway, at least far less compared to your average camper.

“Cool sword.” Vic hummed, nodding down to the sleek silver blade. They might not be the best with people (Being a child of the god of fear and just having an unsettling (and uncanny) presence tended to steer people away from Vic.)

pastblurrythroughtears

“Oh,” Dontae looked up, and immediately felt uneasy. Something about this guy was DEFINITELY off. It made his skin crawl. Not many things made him feel that way—unless they were things somehow correlated to his past. He couldn’t remember any of it, just an odd feeling of Deja Vu and a headache when he tried to remember.

“Thanks.” He hummed, staring out at the group of campers sparring. Anything to look at besides this creep. Something about him was just….unsettling.

“Who’re you, exactly?”

#a distant memory.

“ Knight in Shining Armor, or so they claim. „

Open Starter: White Knight.

Summer at Camp Half-Blood was..a lot. Hot, and loud. That’s why some demigods preferred to train in the mornings.

Currently, there were two boys training in the arena. They went back and forth until the other knocked the sword out of his opponents hands. The defeated shouted out in frustration and stomped over to his sword.

The undefeated simply shrugged, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and walked out of the arena. He sat down and watched the next pair start to practice. His eyebrows were knit tightly together, as if in deep thought.

His sword….it was silver, oddly enough. Not the typical celestial bronze.

Do you approach? Ask him about his fighting? His sword?

#open starter #open rp #rp open starter #pjo rp starter

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