Post by Attila Marquez on Apr 8, 2013 10:44:04 GMT -5
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[rs=2] | Full name: Attila Martin Marquez Position: Camper Height: 5' 1" Weight: 105 lbs. Personality: Just a little bit off, would be the polite way to describe Attila. A complete, out of touch with humanity weirdo would be the more accurate way to describe him. So far the various mental health professionals Kelly has had his son taken to have agreed that he is definitely probably has a rather severe case of Nonverbal Learning Disorder. People. Attila doesn't quite understand people. He tries, he really does, but they're just so...confusing with all their emotions and hangups. It's not that Attila himself doesn't have emotions, they're just much more straight forward. When he's happy, he's happy, when he's sad, he's sad. He's yet to have an experience that would make him feel a mix of emotions, and it's unknown if he has the capability to. Over the years Attila has learned to at least fake an interest in why other people are feeling particularly strong emotions, but even then he'll end up saying the wrong thing about someone's dead cat and it will all end up going to hell. It's gotten worse now that Attila's taking to observing people so that he can emulate their actions in social settings. Attila wants friends, but he has trouble telling apart a friendly interaction from a hostile one unless blows are being thrown, so he may end up severely insulting someone he's trying to get along with. In this effort to have people like him, Attila's also very obedient. If you tell him to do something, there's a 95% chance he'll do it, no questions asked. Attila has a sense of humor, but not many people understand it. For one thing, it's subtle, not exactly in the clever way but more in the only Attila gets that it's a joke kind of way. For another thing, his face doesn't naturally make expressions without a conscious effort on his part, so he always looks like he's being serious. He's also very literal, so often times unless it's a phrase he's heard many, many times before or one that he's been sat down and had explained to him, metaphors only serve to confuse him as he tries to understand what could possibly be going on. Immortal parent: Thanatos Claimed?: Yes Mortal parent: Martinique Ecsu [x] Kelly Marquez (adopoted father) Other relatives: n/a History: Martinique Escu always liked to flirt with death. She wasn't your typical goth, though she dressed like it with the black Victorian dresses and the lipstick that managed to be even blacker still, and oh sure she liked to go to goth clubs and read her (purposefully) awful poetry that usually revolved around her seducing death and hilarious word play involving 'le petite morte'. But when she wasn't being all doom and gloom, she was out in the world, challenging death at every chance she could find. Cliff-diving, bungee-jumping, wingsuiting, she did it all. She knew the dangers, she just didn't care. If she died, she would die doing something she loved. Of course, this is a tale about seducing the personification of death, so this story can't have a happy ending. After a trip to the doctor for chest pains and shortness of breath, the young woman found out that she had lung cancer. Gone were the days of carefree daredeviling and in were the days of bedrest and therapy. Of being confined to a mattress or to small walks up and down the street, maybe to the park as she went in and out of the hospital for treatments and medicines that never seemed to help. It was now that Thanatos decided to make his appearance. He used no disguise, no ruse, he merely appeared before Martinique in all his death-filled glory and...well...what kind of self-respecting straight female goth could say no to that kind of entrance? Especially when the god of death looked like....well...Thanatos. He told her he could give her no reprieve, no special favors, but she didn't care. This was her dream come true, to sleep with Death itself. Suddenly she was at peace. Who cares that she would never again race an avalanche down a mountain? Who cares that she would never fly into space on a commercial airline like Virgin? She had won the daredevil jackpot, the cancer could take her now. Then, of course, she found out against all the odds she was pregnant. For the first time in Martinique's life, she was scared. She began fighting again, not for herself, but for the sack of cells in her belly that was trying to make it out into the world. The doctors told her that it was futile, that her body was so weak she would probably miscarry, but still she fought on. Seven months later, premature but still long enough for the child to have a chance, she gave birth to the quiet, scrawny little thing she named Attila. She barely had time to marvel at how light he was given how dark his father was and name him after his grandfather before her eyes shut and she slipped into a sleep she would never wake up from. The doctors were concerned that the infant Attila wouldn't cry, but they realized that he was still gasping for air and everything else seemed to be working not horribly. For two months he stayed in the hospital ICU, where he was monitored night and day as he finished the development he was supposed to have in the womb, and during this time one of the doctors, Dr. Marquez, began filing the papers to adopt the squirt. It took a few months, which was fine, as it took a few months for Attila to be healthy enough to leave the hospital, but Kelly gained custody of the child and took him home as his son. As Attila grew up, Kelly became acutely aware of how....strange....Attila was. He enrolled his son in Ba Gua as a preemptive measure for the bullying he was sure his son might face later in life. Kelly loves his son dearly, but he doesn't quite understand him, and oftentimes worries if his son is able to love him back, or if Attila just says that he does because he knows it makes Kelly happy. There was one upside, though. Despite Kelly's fears that Attila would be bullied, Attila is left largely alone at school most of the time. Partly because he doesn't take offense and doesn't react to the namecalling and thus isn't a fun target, and partly because his blank expression makes him, despite his stature, intimidating to the other kids. Thanatos claimed Attila on his thirteenth birthday, which right confused the hell out of Kelly and, though he didn't show it, Attila. Things were explained a bit more in the form of one of Attila's classmates, Fennik, who happened to be a satyr. He offered to take Attila to Camp Halfblood, but Kelly refused to let his son go, not wanting Attila alone in a strange new place, with strange new dangerous people, without him to protect his son. Attila, not wanting to upset his father, turned down Fennik's offer to sneak him out. Life went on as normal for a while, until Attila found himself under attack by a Harpie and was discovering that, though skilled in Ba Gua, it wasn't enough to save himself. Fennik slayed the harpie and asked Kelly again if, in light of recent events, he'd send Attila to the camp. This time, Kelly agreed. |
PUCK. 22. MULTIPLE. |