Character Quote: Fear is not an option.
Name: Atlas Rowan Duchannes (pronounced Du-Cain)
Aliases: Yet to be given.
Age: 23
Birthday: August 16th, 1994
Death Date: June 7th, 2018
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Birth Place: Florence Oregon, America
Godly Parent: Odin: Third Chief of the Aesir; God of Wisdom, Magic, Divination, Death, War, and Poetry, son of Bor.
How Many Years At Hotel Valhalla: Since his death. (Approximately 2 years.)
Gender: Male
Languages: Old Norse, English
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 152 ibs
Body Type: Athletic/Toned. Lean-Muscular build
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Brown
Skin Tone: Light, slightly tanned.
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Single silver hoops on each earlobe. Other than a lifetime worth of scrapes and cuts, his only scar is near the center of his chest. Evidence of Atlas's demise.
Personal Style: Atlas usually tends to wear more casual clothing. His preference on comfort and durability superceeds his sense of fashion. Having grown up in Oregon where the weather tended to be unpredictable, he preferred to dress in layers. A way to accommodate any climate he should face. Normally the outfit would consist of jeans, a graphic tank top, converse high tops, and the leather jacket his grandfather had given him.
Chivalrous * Arrogant * Honest * Forgetful * Cheerful * Vain
Sexuality: Demisexual
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Atlas is the type of person who always seems to be smiling. He maintains his cheerful disposition even in the darkest of times. His charm and quick wit quickly ease tense situations and relationships. Most would mistake his confidence as self absorption. When in reality, he doesn't like to waste time focusing on his flaws. He'd rather enhance and fine tune his better attributes. Which can come across as a little vain.
Fatal Flaw: Overconfidence/Cocky/Arrogant. Taking on challenges without thinking through his ability to successfully complete them.
Habits: Lip biting when deep in thought. When stressed he runs his hands through his hair. And when feeling vulnerable he absentmindedly crosses his arms.
Hobbies: Hiking, music, art, Aikido, target practice, reading, and parkour.
Fears: - Dolls/Clowns
- Bugs, especially moths. (Excluding spiders)
- Claustrophobic
Likes: - Nature
- Animals
- Traveling/Road Trips
- Swimming
- Reading
- Stargazing
- Video Games (Especially Legend of Zelda)
Dislikes: - Dishonesty
- Arrogance (ironic)
- Seafood
- Hot weather
- Religion
- Odin, his father
Demigod Abilities:
- All Seeing Eye: Identify secret passageways. Occasionally has visions of possible outcomes. (Roll determines)
- Shapeshift: Like his father, Atlas can change his form.
General Skills:
- Knowledge in Astrology/Divination
- Painting/Sketching
- Excellant pianist
- Parkour
- Animal Knowledge
- Charisma
Combat Skills:
- Parkour/Agility
- Aikido
- Stamina
- Handgun (Ranged Attack)
Magic Item:
- Elskar & Ingvar: Enchanted by runes, these twin handguns resemble that of a 9mm Glock. The magical carvings engraved along the handle allow these weapons magical properties. Unlimited ammunition makes things a little easier. Atlas never has to reload or run out of ammo. They also have the ability to call to one another. Meaning if Atlas accidentally dropped a gun out of reach, its twin would beckon that the gun return to its owner.
- Skjoldr: A beaded bracelet marked with various runes to create a powerful shield around his entire being.
What Do They Carry On Them: - Clothing - Torn black skinny jeans, converse high tops, a white tank top, and his grandfather's leather jacket. Silver hoop earrings (One on each ear). Skjoldr around his left wrist. A survival firestarter necklace. Sunglasses. Ankle socks with the Teen Titans displayed.
- Purse/Wallet - A faded wallet with the triforce symbol displayed on its cover. Inside are a few dollars ($9.00), photos of his friends and family from the mortal world, as well as his drivers license.
- Elskar & Ingvar holstered under his jacket on either side.
- A hemp backpack containing his 3DS, a sketchbook/pencils, a Bob Marley lighter, cigarettes, and car keys. A sleeping bag strapped to the bottom of his pack.
- Refillable Canteen
- Utility knife.
- Trail mix
- Cell Phone/Headphones/Charger
Possessions In Hotel Room:
- Gaming consoles such as: N64, Nintendo Switch, Xbox One, Wii, and GameCube.
- Closet full of clothes
- Large Flat Screen Television
- Rune Stones/Tarot Cards
- Overflowing bookshelves
- Easel/Paints/Sketchpad/Art Supplies
- His favorite pillow
- Secret stuffed animal. A worn teddybear named Boris.
- A grand piano.
- Cologne (Scent: Nag Champa)
- More ammo just in case
BiographyNova Duchannes was just your average college student. During her third year in college, she decided to spend her semester abroad. While studying in Ireland she met a man by the name of Thomas McClaren, a rugged traveler exploring the area. Unbeknownst to Nova, however, Thomas was none other than the Nordic God Odin in his human form. Though they had not known each other long, their relationship was a passionate one. It wasn't until she returned home that Nova realized she was pregnant. Atlas was born on August 16th, 1994 in Florence Oregon. His maternal grandparents had adopted him after Nova passed away due to complications at birth. A rarity in modern times. They never did figure out who Atlas's father was. Since Nova never knew where to find her estranged lover, the secret of his identity had not been made known.
With his biological father absent, Atlas always saw his grandfather Abraham as his father figure. During their time together, Abe taught his grandson many life lessons such as; chivalry, honesty, confidence, resilience, etc. All important ideologies for any decent human being to attain. Abe also thought it important for Atlas to have a well-rounded sense of self-defense. Every year the two would take a camping trip into the mountains where Abe taught him how to survive in the wilderness. In addition to that, Atlas signed up for Aikido classes and accompanied his grandfather to the shooting range from time to time. His grandmother Fae, on the other hand, was more eclectic in her tastes. It was through her that Atlas inherited his more mystical side. She had shown him how to express himself through music and the arts. Fae had also believed in teachings outside of the societal norm. As a child Atlas had been obsessed with topics such as astrology and divination. It didn't take long for him to receive his own tarot cards.
In highschool, Atlas had been included in some of the more "popular" circles. With his charmingly charismatic demeanor, it was easy for him to win people over with only a few well-spoken phrases. Even so, he only entrusted his friendship to a handful of people. One of which was his next-door neighbor who went by the name Corinne. Otherwise known as his best friend and childhood crush. All his life Atlas appeared to be outspoken and confident. He took on tasks unflinchingly and faced challenges with an otherworldly grace. However, when it came to Corinne his behavior was almost comical. She was the only one who seemed to overlook his charm. A personality trait he found to be irresistible. With her, his self-confidence faltered resulting in years of a secret attraction.
How Did You Get To Hotel Valhalla: In early June he had finally convinced himself to face his fear and confess his feelings. Corinne explained that she had felt the same way, but had just started dating someone else. After a smooth recovery on Atlas's part, the two laughed off the awkward situation and decided to remain friends.
On June 7th, around midnight, Atlas was interrupted on his way home from work. A muffled scream had caused him to turn down a dark alleyway behind a local bar. It turned out that the outburst had come from his best friend Corrine. Her date had her pressed against a brick wall, his hand covering her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as she looked at Atlas pleadingly.
Without thinking, Atlas lunged forward pulling the stranger away. While grappling the man, he shouted for Corinne to escape and call the police. After a few moments of struggling, the man pulled out a 9mm Glock and pressed its barrel against Atlas's chest. As he squeezed the trigger, Atlas was able to wrench it out of his assailants grip. Only to fall dead with the gun in his hand.
Theme Song: Water Fountain-Alec BenjaminExtra Information: Aesir
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