Post by Jett Hughes on Nov 7, 2010 1:48:35 GMT -5
Sing For Absolution¡¿
“what is your name?’
{HAEL}... for we are many {EIGHTEEN }.’
“summoning the old man{PM} takes{NONE}.’
“hell is any placeon earth over a matter of years{EIGHT}.’
tiptoe to your room a starlight in the gloom
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Nickname:; Jett or Hughes he answers to
Age:; eighteen
Placement in the World:; demi-god
Gender:; male
Sexuality:; heterosexual
Gifts:; n.a
School Year:; senior
GODLY parent:; son of zeus
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lips are turning blue a kiss that can't renew
i only dream of you my beautiful[/font][/i]
Hair Color:;chocolate brown
Eye Color:; blue-green
Height:;six feet, one inch
Tattoos & Piercings:; none
Overall:; the first response to Jett by others could perhaps be intimidating; this is true to his height and masculine physique. his body is built naturally with muscles that are kept toned whenever he can. with his bulkier body, his plays into factor and can easily tower over most of his friends. like any teenager boy, Jett doesn't really worry as to how he dresses. what he prefers is a t-shirt with designer blue jeans, but there are times were he wears button up long sleeved collar shirts. when the weather is a tad bit chilled, you will find Jett wear a black trench coat.
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there's nowhere left to hide in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside and will never die [/font][/i]
cars , sports especially basketball , rock and indie music , thunderstorms , sparring , being right , movies , hanging out , girls
Dislikes:;
reading , arguing , snow and the cold , morning , being interrupted , being watched , spiders , silence ,
Desires:;
master all his powers , gain utmost respect from his peers and the gods , live a normal life after high school
Fears:;
arachnophobia: always had it and never will get rid of it , being overpowered , being betrayed
Strengths:;
confident in himself and in others , knowledgeable in his powers , vicious fighter , being a leader
Weaknesses:;
a bit arrogant , headstrong , acts before he thinks sometimes , his family and friends
Goals:;
mastering his powers as a son of zeus , leading a normal life even with his powers
Regrets:;
not believing his mother when she told him he was a demi-god
flaunting his powers to his sister Akane
Quirks:; paces back and forth
Secrets:; none he'll tell you
Overall:; in a normal high school, most students would assume that Jett is the stereotypical jock; this assumption is far from the truth. even being a son of a god doesn't make one inhuman. Jett enjoys many things that a normal teenager boy likes; he does enjoy sports and sparring which can label him in any high school as that athletic guy. that is just one of his hobbies; Jett's personality is different levels. the base for whatever he does is his core values learned by his mother. he takes them seriously and follows them to the best he can; a man without morals is no man at all, a saying his mother used to cram into his head since his younger years.
that doesn't mean Jett can be a bit arrogant, being a son of a powerful god could make anyone get a large ego. Jett does contain it well but it does poke out here and there. like any other guy, Jett is sociable and is easy to get to know. he does have a bit of a temper and jealousy streak but Jett is very compassionate and not likely to harm any one. he kind of thinks himself as a superhero like in those comics only its real for him.
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our wrongs remain unrectified
i only dream of you and you never knew[/font][/i]
Parents:; Sienna Hughes: mother, alive Zeus: father, alive
Siblings:; Akane Hughes; younger half-sister of two years, alive
Martial Status:; n.a
Overall History:;
Jett Alexander Hughes was born to his mother, Sienna Hughes, on a humid night on July 17th just eighteen years ago. his birth was unexpected but welcomed to the single mother who lived in the busy city of seattle. she had a fling with the mightiest of the gods, Zeus. the two of them produced a son and Sienna named him Jett Alexander Hughes. even from his birth, Jett did not know his father on a personal level. Jett grew up like any child, raised by a single, intelligent mother and developed a sibling rivalry with his half sister Akane who was the daughter of their mother and one of her ex-long termed boyfriends who broke up with her six years after Akane's birth.
when Jett was just two, he had his first experience with his demi-god power; he sustained electricity from an outlet. of course he didn't remember it but his mother wasn't cautious about talking to him about his powers. ever since his younger years, Jett knew he was special but not too the extent that he was a son of a powerful god. he didn't know his father, but it didn't bother him. his mother was loving to both of her children and equally cared for them. as Jett matured, his abilities rose to the surface as he stumbled across them during his life. his mother assisted him and encouraged to learn his powers but in secret only known to his mother and sister. Jett's mother kept him level-headed and tried to emphasis the human Jett still was. Jett was thrilled about his powers from the start and practiced diligently and asked his mother for help. the only thing she wouldn't hint at was who his father was.
once he reached the age of being a freshman in high school, he received a letter to enroll at athenata university, a place for those like him. the night before Jett left for the schooling, his mother told him everything about his father. after he was told everything and was lying in bed, it seemed like a vision to Jett. Zeus finally met his son and encouraged him to go to the university and learn what ever he can as he told Jett the extent of being a demi-god. it has been four years and Jett is in his last year of schooling and has gained so much knowledge and on the verge of completing his mastery of what he was born with as a son of Zeus.
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falling from your grace
FIN[/font][/i]
every creak, every minute sound that could catch the keen hearing of Claudia’s ears forced her to turn her head quickly to the source. within this unnaturally muted forest, any sound of movement could be the first warning of something lurking close in the trees with malicious intent. she knew exactly where she and her party was; they were ever so placed here in the western side of Britain accordingly by the gods’ crude humor. Claudia and her party were just on their way from a visit in Rome; it was in their schedule to arrive back at Hadrian’s Wall where her new home resided. yet these past numerous of days made clear to the Roman woman that her traveling would be troublesome. the gods created obstacles for them to turn back to other more perilous routes. they could not land safely in port in southern Britain due to the fury of a storm. so they were forced to travel around and land in port on the western side; from there, they would travel by horse and wagon to the south instead of taking the seas. unfortunate and haunting whispers have told of these roads within the ominous forest to be the last seen place of the lost souls that were claimed by the barbaric style of the Saxons. only the poor, unfortunate souls and the gods know their last whereabouts and their final resting place. who knows, screams and cries of survivors could still be begging for help from anyone passing by or the pleas to the gods. such a menacing thought created a mortal chill up Claudia’s spine that made her flesh crawled with a bit of fear for that is what was in her heart. her placid façade and tall body language displayed the confidence and courage she tried to show to those around her, even though inside of her she was shaking with trepidation. her clear, slate hued eyes were Claudia’s only weak spot in her defense, and so she placed her eyes to work as she scanned the forest edge and the upcoming winding, dirt covered road for others not to see her fear. only briefly she would catch a glimpse of one of her guard’s faces as they displayed the false courageous look similar to her own. a fierce howl of the wind swept through the opening of the road and blew a bone-chilling coldness toward the party. Claudia shivered as she pulled her black cloak closer around her. her attire was in the fashion of the roman women; she wore a deep red and black layered chiton, a long tunic-like dress that draped down her legs close to the floor. over her chiton, a thick, black wool palla with fringes draped over her dress and pulled over her head to prevent her from the cold. today was one of those days that the Roman woman would not adorn herself in jewelry. the only pieces were golden chained earrings that dangled freely, a golden headpiece the clip-clop of her own equine and the droning, creaking sounds of the wagon filled her ears. suddenly her head snapped to the sound of her higher guard to another. the speed of the party dropped to a halt. Claudia pulled on the reigns of her brilliant white mare as the animal whinnied softly in protest. surely the andalusian equine too did not want to stop within these dangerous woods as she perked up her ears, swiveling side to side. from what Claudia could make out by the men’s conversing was that there were voices picked up by the wind either ahead of them or within the forest itself. within her chest, Claudia could feel the beat of her heart increase in tempo. ‘Do not worry, mi’lady Claudia, no harm shall come to you.’ reassured one of the Britain guards close to her right side. Claudia turned her head to him as his façade turned from worried to protective and a state of bravery in his tone. with a nod of her head, Claudia turned her head away to scan the dark tree line. in an instance, arrows started raining down from the canopy of the trees. the high guard yelled at orders to the other guards as the attack of arrows continued. ‘Quick, mi’lady! Head for the shelter of the trees!’ ordered the guard as he wheeled his own dark brown steed into Claudia’s to push the white mare into the direction of the forest opposite of the attack.
”But, what of the others?”
Claudia’s voice full of concern and panic as she started to turn the andalusian mare; she could feel the beat of her heart within her throat. ‘We are here to protect you; you need not worry about us. It’s just a bunch of bandits.’ answered the guard as he followed right behind Claudia. Claudia dug her heel into the mare’s side as she bid the equine to move toward the forest line just as an arrow whizzed past on the left side of her head. the mare’s hooves dug into the loose earth under the shelter of the trees. Claudia kicked the mare into a canter as the beat of the equine’s hooves and Claudia’s own heartbeat within her own ears was the only thing she could hear. She didn’t bother to notice that she was alone and the guard was not following her. Weaving through the trees, the Roman woman led her mare and herself deeper into the forest. Claudia had the audacity to pull her mare to a stop to peer over her shoulder after unknown amount minutes. finally she realized that she was alone as the silence of the forest deafened her ear. she couldn’t follow the noise from the calamity to find her way back; it was dead silence. a stake of panic stabbed Claudia’s heart.
”But, what of the others?”
Claudia’s voice full of concern and panic as she started to turn the andalusian mare; she could feel the beat of her heart within her throat. ‘We are here to protect you; you need not worry about us. It’s just a bunch of bandits.’ answered the guard as he followed right behind Claudia. Claudia dug her heel into the mare’s side as she bid the equine to move toward the forest line just as an arrow whizzed past on the left side of her head. the mare’s hooves dug into the loose earth under the shelter of the trees. Claudia kicked the mare into a canter as the beat of the equine’s hooves and Claudia’s own heartbeat within her own ears was the only thing she could hear. She didn’t bother to notice that she was alone and the guard was not following her. Weaving through the trees, the Roman woman led her mare and herself deeper into the forest. Claudia had the audacity to pull her mare to a stop to peer over her shoulder after unknown amount minutes. finally she realized that she was alone as the silence of the forest deafened her ear. she couldn’t follow the noise from the calamity to find her way back; it was dead silence. a stake of panic stabbed Claudia’s heart.
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