"Be the change you want to see in the world." -
Ghandi
Name:Hector Hoffman
Nickname:Optional
Birth Date:April 30
Age:20
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Whatever
In Depth Appearance:Hector is, quite frankly, a man carved from marble and painted the most gorgeous of shades. His muscles are well-toned, his body maintained, and his face pleasing. His 200 pounds of muscle stands on a frame six feet and four inches tall. His black hair is kept fluffy with asymmetric bangs, and some have gone so far as to liken his hairstyle to a lion's mane. His cold blue eyes hint at an icy intellect behind his pretty face. Finally, his skin seems to never vary from its lightly tanned state, regardless of the time he spends beneath the sun.
Clothing Style:Hector has the smooth, minimalistic style down to a T. It probably helps that his body is shaped so well, allowing him to make just about any clothing look good; however, he prefers to keep things plain. He most commonly wears a well-fitted white or blue t-shirt tucked into his dark denim jeans, which are fastened by a black leather belt. He prefers comfortable black leather boots to tennis shoes, as in his opinion he gets more mileage from them.
Likes:- Demigods/Gods
- Beauty/Handsomeness
- Proper diet and exercise
- Sports
- Horror stories
Dislikes:- Seafood
- Junk food
- Political extremists
- Humans
- Cowardice
Fears:- Dishonesty
- Velociraptors
- Civil war
Habits:- Crossing arms during conversation
- Circumambulating
- Pen twirling
Personality:Hector seems at first to be a bit of a meathead. He sticks to his exercise routine and scoffs at those who don't. However, Hector is constantly thinking about... something, something apparently very important to him. In conversations that seem to drag, he crosses his arms and seems to mentally drift away. When alone and not otherwise occupied, he'll begin to walk circles as he contemplates his thoughts. What is he thinking about? Maybe you should ask him.
Background:Hector's childhood was fairly normal. His father was a member of the National Guard known to have rescued many in natural disasters. The other kids at his school would tease him about not having a mom, but he knew. He knew he was above these riff-raff, and he knew that a time would come when their positions would be changed. All the while, he built himself up, working toward becoming a strong man so he could reach that time if only a little bit sooner.
Hector learned of his divine lineage on his fifteenth birthday. Then, he met Hecate herself face to face, and she presented him with two paths: on one, he would go on living as a human and it would be as if she had never arrived. The other path, however, led to Olympus Academy, the school for his fellow demigods. She gave him a year to decide which path to take, but he stopped her before she vanished; the son of the Goddess of Crossroads knew exactly which path he would take. Thus he came to Olympus Academy, and has been here for five years since.
Extra:My favorite god? That'd be Epona.
Godly Parent:Hecate
Relationship With Godly Parent:Hecate has kept a fairly hands-off relationship with Hector. She appears when he reaches a crossroads in his life, merely watching him as he chooses his path forward. However, as a deity of guarding, she has silently protected him throughout his life, though not enough to coddle him. In the end, it seems to be an indirectly favorable relationship.
Godly Abilities:- Otherworldly: At its most basic level, this is the ability to use magic. Hector's power grows as he learns more ways to use it, making it quite useful once mastered but useless at first. Hector discovered it only recently and has been working with it almost constantly ever since.
- Be-all: Hector has the uncanny ability to guard against things in general. Throw a rock at him? Caught. Throw a punch? Deflected. Shoot a gun? Well...
- End-all: An ability that will "prevent Hector from losing his life, but only once." Hecate gave Hector this power directly on his fifteenth birthday, but refused to tell him any more.