Character Quote: "We are some of the only people the word can depend on. We should act like it."
Name: Ezekiel Grant Amalfi
Aliases: Zeke, EZ, Pigeon
Age: 17
Birthday: September 14th, 2002
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Chicago, Illinois
Godly Parent: Zeus
Cabin Number: Cabin 1 year long camper
How Many Years At Camp: Two years
Gender: Male
Occupation At Camp: Electrical work and Weather editing.
Languages: English, Ancient Greek, Italian
Height: 5'10
Weight: 135lbs
Body Type: Stable but not strong, slightly muscled.
Eye Color: Light brown
Hair Color: Brownish-Black
Skin Tone: Light but tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Faded fake tattoo on his arm of a lightning bolt
Personal Style:Hates wearing anything heavy or cumbersome, as it gives him claustrophobia or makes it harder to fight. His favorite items include his Camp Half-blood tee, tank tops, and anything not long sleeved in general. He only makes an exception during the winter, because God damn Manhattan gets cold. Deal with it.
Reliable * Flexible * Courageous * Reckless * Observant * Distracted
Sexuality: Bisexual
Relationship Status: Single, but more interested in staying alive on the quest than girls
Personality: He's known around the camp as yet another pretty big problem, but nobody treats him bad, so he doesn't treat them that way back. He believes that while sons of Zeus are rare, they are not mistakes or problems. Anyone who says so is not his friend. He also dislikes it when people try to pry into his personal life. (Not that he has much going on, it's just very nosy.)
Fatal Flaw: Reckless when it comes down to the wire.
Habits: Lips are dry, so he unconsciously picks at them when bored or stressed.
Hobbies:Using his phone during moments of peace, gaming, and practicing the art of the blade at the training arena.
Fears: - Skydiving
- Having his tongue cut off
Likes: - Music, specifically Anime themes
- Reading
- Scalloped Potatoes
- Vanilla BY ITSELF. Swirled, absolutely pointless.
- Red velvet that isn't chocolate. Maybe not red velvet then and just vanilla with red coloring
- Candy
Dislikes: - Heat Waves
- Rain
- Bullies
- Gymnastics
- Heavy Metal music
- People who do stupid things
Demigod Abilities: - Thunder Summoning
- Minor Flight
General Skills:- Horse riding
- Reading
- Dad jokes
- First Aid
- Running
- Swordsmanship
- Wilderness Survival
Combat Skills:- Spear
- Sword
- Shield
- Batons
- Hand to Hand Combat
Magic Item:- BoltSHoes that allow him to move at the speed of about fifteen-twenty miles per hour
- ChannelsTwo blunt steel batons that he can channel electricity through to deliver paralyzing blows. These weapons occasionally shock him.
What Do They Carry On Them: - Clothing - Camp Half-Blood camp shirt, [url=http://]shorts[/url], Sneakers
- Purse/Wallet - ID, 25 golden drachmas, 50 US dollars
- Some candy
- Snack can of Sour Cream and Onion Pringles
- Laptop
- Phone
- Ballpoint Pen
- Pencil (for good measure)
- Camp necklace
Possessions In Cabin:- Letter to his Stepmother
- Letter from his Stepmother
- Even more Pringles
- A picture of his dog Cheerio
- A bad drawing he's working on
BiographyEzekiel was born to Eliza Amalfi in a hospital following a incident with the king of the gods in an alley where she was....well, I bet you can guess. Anyway, having enough sense to fear the gods, she forced herself to have his child, and fearing retribution from Hera, left him in a box alone on the street, hoping he would die of a cold. Luckily, before that could happen and the Fates snipped his string, a horse that seemed to be made of wind grabbed him and brought him to rural Chicago, where he grew up raised by a family who had grown old and was thinking of adopting a child. He grew up on a farm, helping to tend to a small patch of crops and his own garden as well as dealing with school and other extra-curriculars. One day, he got home and could hear noises from inside the house and a terrible smell out back. When he went there, what he saw almost stopped his heart. His Stepmother was down in a ditch, and blood was streaming from her throat. Drip.....drop. His stepfather had received a similar treatment. He fell to his knees and rage clouded his vision. He kicked down the door and found a man rummaging through everything. "Zeus...Son of Zeus." the man said, watching him the way a lion might watch a gazelle. Ezekiel's screams of rage at that moment almost seemed to split the sky, at least to him, as there was a bright flash and a resounding, deafening boom. Unbeknownst to him, a lightning bolt fell from the heavens and charbroiled the assassin. The next moment, he saw the blackened ashes of his would be attacker and broke down crying. Through the haze of his own anger and sadness, he saw a strange symbol had appeared, seared a bright orange into the body.
How Long Have They Been At Camp Half-Blood: Later that week, after he stopped having continual nightmares about it, he researched the symbol. It was for Camp-Halfblood, whatever that was. It must have meant something If it was conveniently seared there. He earned enough money, hitchhiked his way to New York while avoiding monsters, and followed the instructions on his phone until he came to
Theme Song:Improvising-CG5
