Personal Information
Name:
Michael Adrian Shinra
Alias/ Nickname (If Any):
Sunstroke – Mike.
Age:
18.
Gender:
Male
Cabin:
Seven.
Appearance (Prefer Picture):[/u]
181 CM, 71 KG. Fit and athletic. He's got a One Piece themed tattoo on the underside of his left forearm.
Family
Godly Parent:
Apollo
Human Parent:
Isabelle Shinra – Former Specter.
Legacy:
Apollo.
General Information
Personality:
Charming, loyal, smart, kind and driven.
Likes:
The sun, math. being outside, music, exercise, rainy summer nights.
Dislikes:
Bullies, thugs, bad weather.
Talents:
Like most children of the god of the sun, Michael's a naturally very talented as an archer. He's naturally very dexterious, and a skilled swordsman, he's also got experience in boxing. He's unlike his siblings not very talented, nor skilled at writing, be it poetry, stories or music. Michael is however gifted with a photographic memory, and is one of the few half-bloods who enjoys doing math. He's very skilled at calibrating his movements thanks to his advanced mathematics skills.
Biography:
He was born to Isabelle Specter, a young woman whom got pregnant at the mere age of 18. His father was never in the picture. Isabelle came from a very rich household. Her father having connections all over the world. As such making her a rather important woman. She was promised to a young entrepreneur, a banker named Henry Shinra. Henry was from England, and his father had been old friends with Isabelle's father.
It was a wedding not unlike that of the ones conducted thanks to the use of a shotgun, Henry wanted little from Isabelle more than for her to be his trophy wife. To show off to the world. Michael was six months when his step-father took interest in him, as Michael had showed a impressive ability, as far as half-year-old goes for logical thinking. It was another two years before Henry actively became a true part of his life, as that was when Michael could both walk and form complete standards.
Michael could already remember everything he had ever seen. Every number, every letter, every word ever spoken was etched into his mind. He didn't mind, he thought it was how it worked for everyone.
Thanks to Michael's gifts, his mother and his step-father got closer together. They bonded over their love for the boy. Michael breezed through every boarding school his Henry sent him through. Well, that is, when he didn't get kicked out for getting into fights with other kids, or with the teachers.
Since fourth grade, Michael's been told that “ He wouldn't get away with not studying next year. Next year will be harder.” But it never did get harder for Michael. Even with his Dyslexia, it wasn't very difficult for him to be in school. His problem was with people. He had a habit of making others problems his own problems. He stood up to bullies and he got beaten up for it, time and time again.
Michael went through secondary school in England, being 16 when he went on a vacation to the United States. That's when things started going crazy. A monster attacked. A rampaging Cyclops came after Michael when he was casually shopping for clothes. The cyclops destroyed the better part of a shopping mall, while Michael tried to get away, having no idea what was going on. The monster cornered him when suddenly a shining arrow pierced it's chest, and then a second later, another, and then the monster exploded into dust. As the cyclops disintegrated, Michael saw a person. A young man, probably just a couple years older than himself, standing in a bronze colored armor not unlike that the gladiators wore in all those movies about ancient Greece had worn. The young man was armed with a bow and arrow. He had asked the scared kid who's life he had just saved if his name was Michael Specter. Mike nodded, and the older boy smiled, as he collapsed. Michael dashed to his aid. His helmet falling off his head as Mike held him in his arms. The boy told him his name was Jackson, and that he was Mike's brother. And that their father had something for Mike. Mike was confused regarding the whole situation. He knew Henry wasn't his biological father, but he had been the only dad Mike had ever known. It wasn't until then Mike noticed Jackson's wounds, the cyclops had wounded him somehow. And yet he saved Mike's life.
Mike asked what it was, and the senior of the blood of Apollo smiled, a warm smile Mike had been told he shared, as well. He gave him a sheath. The sheath was wrapped in cloth. Inside was a sword, a gladius, and a note, a note with a Long Island Address.
“You'll find the second one at camp..” Were the words he was left with, when he set off to finding out just what the heck was going on. It was a journey in itself to find his way from the west coast to Long Island for the Brittish kid, but he felt as if someone was watching over him. Keeping him safe, and guiding him. He left his old life behind, his parents having no clue where he was. He couldn't explain to them what was going on. It was impossible, he himself didn't even quite understand. But he did eventually find the camp, and it was the best thing he had ever done. It has been two years since he joined the camp, and he's been fitting in just fine, keeping his origin a secret, as he's afraid that half-bloods might treat him different when they'd find out his step father was richer than god..
Theme Song:
Weapon Information
Weapon Name:
The Gemini Blades Fira and Icra.
Weapon Type:
Gladius – Short Swords.
Weapon Appearance:
Double-edged 9 inch swords made out of celestial bronze and laced with white gold, making them always shine and look like your average steel blades. The handle is made out of gold with leather wrappings on the grip. Several smaller diamonds and pearls on the guard and the knob, Apollo was always quite the show-off.
Attributes:
The blades are harder than usual celestial bronze blades, due to their gold alloy. It makes it more difficult to sharpen the blades.
Other:
Michael have never actually spoken with his father, yet he's certain that the god of light is watching over him. He misses his life with his mother and step-father once in a while, but he knows this is what he's meant to do. He cares for his peers, not just his brothers and sisters, but for all half-bloods.
He cooks a really spicy chicken tortilla dish.
