Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2015 16:33:52 GMT -5
Full Name: Dolos
Nickname/Alias: Guile, Dolus, Dol, Randomnizer, Random, God of Trickery, Spirit of Trickery, Master of Deception, Master of Craftiness and Treachery.
Age/Date Of Birth: Ageless
Race: Demigod
Occupation: A God's Apprentice, Trickster, Craftsman | Craft Shop/Workshop
Species Group: God
Play-By: Andrej Pejic
Abilities
Reality Warping - Tricksters can warp reality to some degree.
Shapeshifting - Tricksters can change their shape to a lot of things, but mainly look human-like. In Bobby's Guide to Hunting, he hunted a trickster that could change into a spider, a man, and a monster lumbering industrial compressor at will.
Conjuration - Tricksters can create anything out of thin air, whether it be people or objects.
Immortality - Tricksters can live forever and not age.
Invulnerability - They can only die if they are staked to the heart with a stake dipped in the blood of one of their victims.
Super Strength - Tricksters are stronger than humans and most monsters.
Teleportation - Tricksters can travel where ever they want to appear.
Telekinesis - Tricksters can move people and things with their mind.
Pyrokinesis - Tricksters can create fire.
Craftsman - Skilled in crafting.
Special Inventory
A special black scalpe with his name engraved in it; which he uses to create statues with.
Likes (At Least 3):
❤ Sugar-sweets of all sorts.
❤ Tricking/Confusing people.
❤ Creating/Crafting.
❤ Stalking.
❤ Humans, Animals, and Creatures.
❤ Food.
❤ Seducing.
❤ Attitudes.
❤ Other Gods.
❤ New faces.
❤ Randomly kissing people.
Dislikes (At Least 3):
✗ Bad tasting foods.
✗ Cars - He gets motion sick.
✗ Being tricked.
✗ Messing up his statues/clay work.
✗ Sad faces.
Fears (At Least 2):
☬ Ruining and/or not finishing an epic sculpture.
☬ Candy and sweets no longer existing.
☬ Losing his title.
Goals (At Least 1):
★ To do a GRAND show!
★ Trick as many humans, creatures, and gods he can.
★ Gain many friends.
Personality: Dolos is quite the perfectionist when it comes to statue making and crafting, thus meaning he gets quite paranoid easily when his statue/clay is incomplete, and would either destroy it or hide it somewhere, otherwise, he'd get irritated pretty quickly, but only when it's about his crafts/creations. Dolos is quite fun to spend your time around, when he's not messing with your head, he can also be a pain in the ass, AND an asshole. He is aware of his rude behaviors, but he often carries a reason to being so behind it, mainly to either teach you a lesson or because it's a selfish reason for his own needs or entertainment. Dolos is quite the lover-boy, though this is often covered and blocked from his strange deceitful behavior which he learned Apate. Strange stuff seem to attract this God, mainly because it's new, and new is art.
Dolo can be quite the stalker, but only if he finds you interesting to a certain extant, then he'll most likely follow you around, or and/or mess with you in some form of way, but because he likes you. He does like to mess with people regardless though, and if doesn't really like you, he'll do some very rude stuff.. Dolo only fears one being, and that's the Titan Prometheus, only because he is his apprentice. Dolo REALLY loves food and that'll most likely calm him down a bit, he would probably even give you a break from his trickery.. but you would have to make something really good, and most likely sweet. He can be a freak, and pervert, depending on his moods. If you ever catch Dolos in a serious mood, you'd never notice the difference.. not unless he starts yelling at you, or doing fowl things like, toss a fish at your head. If you call for Dolos's help, he might and might not help you.. once again, you'd have to offer him some tasty treats, or sex, whatever works. He doesn't hesitate to call himself someone else, especially if you were looking for someone, he would often appear and pretend to be the person you are looking for. He can get distracted very easily if there's a cheesecake or something sweet involved, or maybe a statue that he thinks he could make better.. sometimes, Dolos falls into and believes his own lies, depending on what it is. If you are a person that Dolos isn't quite fond of, he wouldn't dare help you.. but if the person he likes asks for help, he's right at it.
As a person, Dolos is very funny, witty/cunning, deceptive, and odd, though he can be possessive, tricky, nice, and creative.
Traits
✧ Responsive
✧ Witty/Cunning
✧ Perfectionist
✧ Creative
✧ Funny
✧ Doesn't judge
Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Possessive
✦ Stalker
✦ Tricky
✦ Manipulative
✦ Rude
✦ Extremely random
✦ Easily distracted.
✦ Perverted
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Parents: Gaia and Ather (Hyginus Preface)
Siblings: Aether, Hemera's, Amor (Love), Metus (Fear), Labor (Toil), Invidentia (Envy), Fatum (Fate), Senectus (Old Age), Mors (Death), Tenebrae (Darkness), Miseria (Misery), Querella (Complaint), Gratia (Favour), Fraus (Fraud), Pertinacia (Obstinacy), the Parcae (Fates), the Hesperides, the Somnia (Dreams)
Other Family: --
Important Others: Prometheus, Apate
History: Coming straight out of Pandora's Box, Dolos has always been quite the trickster, though noting his crafting skills, which kept him occupied and busy during the days, he'd often create many things for people to admire, like statues. Dolos had tricked many people on Earth, and has been awhile for quite some time, mainly observing and loving. He's had many mates and has also ruined many lives. His one true love is Apate, and although he goes around flirting and having sex with many beings of the planet, he'll always retort back to his love, and treats her with the respect that other's who aren't close to him would get. He became known for his skill when he attempted to make a statue of Veritas again, in order to trick people into thinking they were seeing the real statue. But he ran out of clay, which he was using to create the statue, and had to leave the feat unfinished as he quaked in fear while his skill-master overviewed his attempt at deceitfulness. But to his surprise, Prometheus was rather included and amazed at the similarity between the statues, then Dolos became the master at his crafty and tricky ways, and was also given the title of apprentice of Prometheus. He had always been paranoid about his crafts.
Dolos hasn't really been given any bigger jobs and he hasn't really plotted anymore larger tricks like that, only because he was entertained with what was going on with Christianity and their angels. The whole battle between Lucifer and Michael was quite entertaining to watch, and Dolos was also very excited to see the world at it's end.. though that didn't happen, which left him with a shrug. So now he spends the majority like how he always did, tricking out of random and tasting all of the sweet treats of the world! And also scalping/crafting more artistic statues. If and when he is needed, he might actually help, that is if he likes you enough.
Alias: Aurrouw
How did you find us?: Surfing
Experience: 9 Years
Other Characters: Sam Winchester, @alicemahoy, @bennukiel, @jinn, @yumi, @crowley, @oliverklozarov
RP Sample:
"Arrgh.." Was a slight grunt which was heard as the long brunette haired male began to shift and move in his sleep, before actually opening his eyes eyes and lifting his right hand to place on his forehead before opening his brown eyes to peer at the black and white clock which was buzzing out like crazy on a dark brown small shelf with a small green lamp that was on it. Yes he had been in a a hotel room, and not much of a fancy one thank goodness. Looking around, Sam's brunette brows furrowed ever so lightly, causing a slight wrinkle in between them as he place his right hand on the button of the clock to shut off that damn buzzer. Grunting again, the male placed his left hand on his chest and then sat up into a sitting position while looking around. He had already been dressed in a dark blue suit with a white undershirt and a red dotted tie, the same suit he would usually wear when pretending to be an agent, but there was no one in the room with him, and the other bed was neatly done. However, he did notice the sound of running water being heard from what appears to be a bathroom just all the way on the left side of the room. When Sam finally realized this, he stood up and slowly looked around again before sliding his right hand in the inner side of his suit's jacket to search for a knife or something, but he had nothing.. then again, why would he have something? Where was he?
The male frowned before turning his attention to the alarm clock, and realizing that there was a gun there, a pistol to be exact. He quickly but quietly snatched it up and lifted it before looking to the bathroom and slowly walking to it.. wait, what was he doing? Maybe this was Dean.. in the shower, yeah that's it.. but then again, Sam didn't remember being with Dean, as a matter of fact, he could barely remember yesterday.. but to avoid causing chaos, he made his way to the door of the bathroom, and straightened his posture a little while leaning on the outside wall near the doorway. "Dean?" He called out in question, sounding as if he were more confused than anything. "Huh? Who's Dean?" Said a the voice of a female, which made Sam look completely confused. And so, he heard the water shut off and couldn't help it but to peek into the bathroom. Seeing a blonde woman open the doors to the shower, and stepping out, Sam hesitated but quickly looked away to hide on the wall again, and quickly put his gun away, shoving it in the inner pocket of his jacket before making an unsure expression. "Sam?" The woman called out, the sound of clothes ruffling could be heard. Sam of course didn't respond to her, instead he whispered to himself; "I have got to get out of here." And so, the six foot four male began to walk quickly tot he door, but then he heard his name again, though the female sounded confused.
Sam stopped in his footsteps and turned to glance back at the blonde femme, who was wearing a white robe at the time, with a confused expression on her face, her blue eyes reading complete confusion. "Are you okay?" She asked him with a concerned look beginning to read in her gaze. Scoffing, Sam just gave her a small smile. "Yeah-yeah I'm fine.." He said with an airy tone, two nods and a small shake to his head as he of course tried his best to hide his confusion. "You said Dean. Who's that?" She asked as she made her way to him, only to gently settle her right hand on the center of his chest. Sam cleared his throat in response and lifted his hand hand to take hers and gently move it as pleasant as possible. He gave a small nervous chuckle; "Dean..? OH Dean, well.. that's someone.. who was calling me. I was talking on my phone." He said playfully with a warily smile, before squinting and then turning to look at the door. "I'm gonna.. get some air. Okay?" He said this while taking a few steps back while holding out his hands toward her as if reassuring her to stay where she's at as if she were a rapid dog. The blonde still looked very much confused.
Sam slowly crept backwards to the door; "Are you sure you aren't okay?" She asked him, and he nodded and answered quickly with an airy tone; "I'm fine, thanks. I need air." He finished with a nervous smile as he leaned his back against the door before gripping onto the knob and twisting it to open the door quickly before spinning to slip out, giving the femme one more glance as he was leaving. Closing the door behind him, Sam scoffed out a nervous sigh, and begun to look highly confused. "Where am I?" He asked himself as his eyes widen once he noticed everything outside. Now outside didn't look like your normal place.. there were some people fighting, a vehicle flipped out and on fire, a few buildings were also on fire. There were a lot of people laying dead on the grounds, people screaming and getting jumped by evil spirits, then of course dying.. everything and everywhere was a disaster. Planes were even falling from the sky. Sam was froze. And then he felt a hand on his shoulder...
"Mister?" At the same time of this voice, Sam woke up inside of a small cafe with a gasp as he quickly looked up at the red haired waitress who pulled her hand away quickly and gave him a concerned and yet confused expression. "We're closed." She said to him with a disgusted expression beginning to grow on her face. The Winchester finally caught his panic breaths as he looked around, noticing that he, a janitor, and the female was the only one in the very small cafe. "Oh." He said with a light nervous smile before nodding lightly to her and standing up from his seat. "Thank you." He whispered with a clearing to his throat, as he paused for a split moment before beginning to walk out. Once he opened the doors to the cafe, he was happy to see that everything was normal.. your normal traffic, people yelling but not fighting. Your natural daily doses of chaos, the environment was as it should be. And so, Sam murmured to himself; "I'm never sleeping on the job again.."
The male frowned before turning his attention to the alarm clock, and realizing that there was a gun there, a pistol to be exact. He quickly but quietly snatched it up and lifted it before looking to the bathroom and slowly walking to it.. wait, what was he doing? Maybe this was Dean.. in the shower, yeah that's it.. but then again, Sam didn't remember being with Dean, as a matter of fact, he could barely remember yesterday.. but to avoid causing chaos, he made his way to the door of the bathroom, and straightened his posture a little while leaning on the outside wall near the doorway. "Dean?" He called out in question, sounding as if he were more confused than anything. "Huh? Who's Dean?" Said a the voice of a female, which made Sam look completely confused. And so, he heard the water shut off and couldn't help it but to peek into the bathroom. Seeing a blonde woman open the doors to the shower, and stepping out, Sam hesitated but quickly looked away to hide on the wall again, and quickly put his gun away, shoving it in the inner pocket of his jacket before making an unsure expression. "Sam?" The woman called out, the sound of clothes ruffling could be heard. Sam of course didn't respond to her, instead he whispered to himself; "I have got to get out of here." And so, the six foot four male began to walk quickly tot he door, but then he heard his name again, though the female sounded confused.
Sam stopped in his footsteps and turned to glance back at the blonde femme, who was wearing a white robe at the time, with a confused expression on her face, her blue eyes reading complete confusion. "Are you okay?" She asked him with a concerned look beginning to read in her gaze. Scoffing, Sam just gave her a small smile. "Yeah-yeah I'm fine.." He said with an airy tone, two nods and a small shake to his head as he of course tried his best to hide his confusion. "You said Dean. Who's that?" She asked as she made her way to him, only to gently settle her right hand on the center of his chest. Sam cleared his throat in response and lifted his hand hand to take hers and gently move it as pleasant as possible. He gave a small nervous chuckle; "Dean..? OH Dean, well.. that's someone.. who was calling me. I was talking on my phone." He said playfully with a warily smile, before squinting and then turning to look at the door. "I'm gonna.. get some air. Okay?" He said this while taking a few steps back while holding out his hands toward her as if reassuring her to stay where she's at as if she were a rapid dog. The blonde still looked very much confused.
Sam slowly crept backwards to the door; "Are you sure you aren't okay?" She asked him, and he nodded and answered quickly with an airy tone; "I'm fine, thanks. I need air." He finished with a nervous smile as he leaned his back against the door before gripping onto the knob and twisting it to open the door quickly before spinning to slip out, giving the femme one more glance as he was leaving. Closing the door behind him, Sam scoffed out a nervous sigh, and begun to look highly confused. "Where am I?" He asked himself as his eyes widen once he noticed everything outside. Now outside didn't look like your normal place.. there were some people fighting, a vehicle flipped out and on fire, a few buildings were also on fire. There were a lot of people laying dead on the grounds, people screaming and getting jumped by evil spirits, then of course dying.. everything and everywhere was a disaster. Planes were even falling from the sky. Sam was froze. And then he felt a hand on his shoulder...
"Mister?" At the same time of this voice, Sam woke up inside of a small cafe with a gasp as he quickly looked up at the red haired waitress who pulled her hand away quickly and gave him a concerned and yet confused expression. "We're closed." She said to him with a disgusted expression beginning to grow on her face. The Winchester finally caught his panic breaths as he looked around, noticing that he, a janitor, and the female was the only one in the very small cafe. "Oh." He said with a light nervous smile before nodding lightly to her and standing up from his seat. "Thank you." He whispered with a clearing to his throat, as he paused for a split moment before beginning to walk out. Once he opened the doors to the cafe, he was happy to see that everything was normal.. your normal traffic, people yelling but not fighting. Your natural daily doses of chaos, the environment was as it should be. And so, Sam murmured to himself; "I'm never sleeping on the job again.."
I (Dolos) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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