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Description
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Ω Name: Landon Beau.
Ω Age: 16
Ω Gender: ♂
Ω Height/Weight: 5'7" / 140 lbs.
Ω Birthday: April 25th
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ψ Godly Parent: Demeter.

ψ Number of Years at Camp: 5 years.

ψ Year Rounder/Summer Camp: Year round.

ψ Stats:

STR: || Power.
DEX: || Skill.
AGI: |||| Defense and speed.
INT: ||| Intelligence.
VIT: |||| Endurance and health.

ψ Weapon: Celestial Bronze Spear; Mist is a ring on his right, index finger.

ψ Subtle Ability:

"Your flowers are always beautiful !"
■Chlorokinesis:
Ever wonder how his flowers grew so fast? Upon contact with dirt/soil, Landon can produce vegetation such as grass, flowers, ect. If he plants a seed, he can make it grow past it's regular growth speed. This takes the use of his hands however. He cannot use this without physically touching the soil with his hands.

"Hm, I feel a little hungry, though I just ate."
■Hunger Inducement:
Yeah, sorry, that's him. You won't be starving but you may feel a teeny bit hungry when with him. After a few minutes with him it subsides so dont worry !

┌──────────────────────────────┐ψ Fatal Flaw: Pride.
"No, it's okay, I got it."
■ His Pride is constant. He doesn't see why he needs anyone's help if it's a task he can do himself. Even with small things, he doesn't want help if it's offered, but he won't hesitate to ask a person to do something for him. He doesn't like being put in the position of Damsel in distress.

Ω Likes/Dislikes:
〖+〗 Jogging, Gardening~, Helpful people (A.k.a people who do almost anything he says.), Candy, Naps, Peace and quiet.
〖-〗 Having to say please (Doesn't see why he has to. Just give him what he asked for if he asked nicely. :c), Being demanded to do anything (You aint his mum, dun tell him what to do.), Getting dirt on his face, People touching his plants/flowers, Bitter tastes, Combat.
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Ω Personality:

■ | Indifferent | ■
A lot of things a person would have a reaction about, Landon probably won't. It's wasted energy, in his eyes, energy he could be using to fulfill tasks. He doesn't mingle in other's affairs, or commentate on such, as he prefers to steer clear of drama. If he does comment it's usually very passive and isn't intended to stir. Being uninterested makes getting by a lot easier, and you have a lot more peace and quiet !

■ | Patient | ■
Patience is virtue ! Because of his indifferent nature, he often is very patient--well, simply from lack of interest.

■ | Independent/Dependable | ■
It was only him and his Father on their land--No one else. He had to be the support for his Father since there was no mother figure present within the household. Cooking, cleaning, washing clothes as well as helping with some of the land chores, was a big part of his day. So with that being his upbringing (and corresponding to his flaw), he tends to like to do things himself and doesn't mind when people rely on him. He always gets the job done.

■ | Stubborn | ■
When he decides something--he's set in it. He doesn't like to change his mind, and it really doesn't like when other's try an change it for him. This also applies to his independence---do not try an help him if he he did not ask for help. He will deny your help till the end of this earth---which is forever because the earth is round.

■ | Self-indulgent | ■
He likes things that make him happy. When he encounters such things, he must keep them attached to his hip, for constant satisfaction. He will indulge in the pleasures in which he finds, and this usually blind-sides him to how other's feel. Focus'd solely on what pleases him, this may come off selfish as all others become irrelevant in the matter.

■ | Possessive | ■
This trait rarely rears its head, but when it does it isn't pretty. It usually starts as a minor desire to monopolize and/or hold a special spot in someone or something's eyes. If it's an object, he has to really cherish it for it to become something he wants no one else to touch. In short, this trait is not good to reveal--- plz don't.

Ω History:

A man of humble beginnings, Christopher Beau was a land owner. A country man, a man of the labor. The watching goddess kept close eyes over land, providing it with life and flourish. This man, Christopher Beau, was gentle with the soil, bestowing the crops with all of his love, as he was a man of no kids and no wife. The goddess was smitten-- she wished to bless him, and she did. Landon Beau was born into the world with the blood of Demeter, after she graced his father with her nightly company.

The break of dawn, orange hues poured over his crops, illuminating their golden form as the soft breeze blew them to and fro. Just like any other morning, Mr.Beau was getting up to start his day; feed the chickens, horses, goats, tend to the crops, milk the cows, clean up the weeds, all in a days work. But today would be different, as the new gift he found upon his doorstep was a silent, snoozing infant, with hair the color of the sandy beach and eyes as brown as rich soil. He took the child in without question, panicked about the abondoned child and it's parents decision to leave him behind--but inside the neatly tucked basket...was a letter. Beautitful script greeted his tired eyes, informing him that the child was indeed his. Excited? Christopher Beau was ecstatic. Had he always wanted kids? It wasn't much of a thought, but when Landon arrived, he was elated.

Landon took the plants and the animals in stride. He was a hands-on child, always chasing the chickens--But, his father began to notice that Landon's eyes would always follow the fields. They'd drift to the shifting crops in the breeze and he wouldn't take his eyes off them unless he was called to. As he got older, Landon and his father's bond only strengthed, since it was but the two of them. Of course there were times when he'd ask his father about his mother and why she didn't stay around, but those were questions he didn't have the answers to.

School was--well, it was school. Suffering from severe Dyslexia and ADHD, Landon found it hard to focus or complete on any written task. So instead of being placed within a normal class, he was permitted to a single classroom with only one teacher, who in turn would provide his lessons verbally. He wasn't allowed to be placed in a class with other students, as they too became a distraction from his learning. With this method of learning, Landon managed to slip through the first hoops of school years without problems, until he started attending camp. It wasn't hard to make friends as Landon was pretty good at everything outside of academics. He ran track for a few years of school, getting along pretty well with his trackmates--So socializing was never a problem.

Landon's abilities showed themselves when he was eleven years old, helping his dad re-ground flowers in the garden behind their home. His dad was able to witness the miracle growth of vegetation when his son sifted his fingers in the soil. At first they were both in disbelief, but his father was more than supportive. They both decided they should keep it secret, but that wasn't the least of their worries. Tapping into his abilities so early, brought Karpoi from their shadows, putting him and his father in danger. The first attack was at the age of twelve, and it would definitely be the last, as Landon had decided then that it was for the best he accompany the satyr to this newly learned camp. His dad disagreed, not wanting him to leave, but Landon assured him it was better like this and he'd come back and visit on the holidays ! He got to learn about his mother, his origin, who he really was--the camp gave him a place of belonging, a place where he knew he fit.

Ω RP Methods:

Amg, plz no notes. I die in like .02 seconds.

Chat is A-okay !

Skype is A-okay !

Googledocs are...okay, but it's a little hard to keep up with.

Description
wip. . .

┌─────────────────────┐
Ω Name: Landon Beau.
Ω Age: 16
Ω Gender: ♂
Ω Height/Weight: 5'7" / 140 lbs.
Ω Birthday: April 25th
└─────────────────────┘

ψ Godly Parent: Demeter.

ψ Number of Years at Camp: 5 years.

ψ Year Rounder/Summer Camp: Year round.

ψ Stats:

STR: || Power.
DEX: || Skill.
AGI: |||| Defense and speed.
INT: ||| Intelligence.
VIT: |||| Endurance and health.

ψ Weapon: Celestial Bronze Spear; Mist is a ring on his right, index finger.

ψ Subtle Ability:

"Your flowers are always beautiful !"
■Chlorokinesis:
Ever wonder how his flowers grew so fast? Upon contact with dirt/soil, Landon can produce vegetation such as grass, flowers, ect. If he plants a seed, he can make it grow past it's regular growth speed. This takes the use of his hands however. He cannot use this without physically touching the soil with his hands.

"Hm, I feel a little hungry, though I just ate."
■Hunger Inducement:
Yeah, sorry, that's him. You won't be starving but you may feel a teeny bit hungry when with him. After a few minutes with him it subsides so dont worry !

┌──────────────────────────────┐ψ Fatal Flaw: Pride.
"No, it's okay, I got it."
■ His Pride is constant. He doesn't see why he needs anyone's help if it's a task he can do himself. Even with small things, he doesn't want help if it's offered, but he won't hesitate to ask a person to do something for him. He doesn't like being put in the position of Damsel in distress.

Ω Likes/Dislikes:
〖+〗 Jogging, Gardening~, Helpful people (A.k.a people who do almost anything he says.), Candy, Naps, Peace and quiet.
〖-〗 Having to say please (Doesn't see why he has to. Just give him what he asked for if he asked nicely. :c), Being demanded to do anything (You aint his mum, dun tell him what to do.), Getting dirt on his face, People touching his plants/flowers, Bitter tastes, Combat.
└──────────────────────────────┘

Ω Personality:

■ | Indifferent | ■
A lot of things a person would have a reaction about, Landon probably won't. It's wasted energy, in his eyes, energy he could be using to fulfill tasks. He doesn't mingle in other's affairs, or commentate on such, as he prefers to steer clear of drama. If he does comment it's usually very passive and isn't intended to stir. Being uninterested makes getting by a lot easier, and you have a lot more peace and quiet !

■ | Patient | ■
Patience is virtue ! Because of his indifferent nature, he often is very patient--well, simply from lack of interest.

■ | Independent/Dependable | ■
It was only him and his Father on their land--No one else. He had to be the support for his Father since there was no mother figure present within the household. Cooking, cleaning, washing clothes as well as helping with some of the land chores, was a big part of his day. So with that being his upbringing (and corresponding to his flaw), he tends to like to do things himself and doesn't mind when people rely on him. He always gets the job done.

■ | Stubborn | ■
When he decides something--he's set in it. He doesn't like to change his mind, and it really doesn't like when other's try an change it for him. This also applies to his independence---do not try an help him if he he did not ask for help. He will deny your help till the end of this earth---which is forever because the earth is round.

■ | Self-indulgent | ■
He likes things that make him happy. When he encounters such things, he must keep them attached to his hip, for constant satisfaction. He will indulge in the pleasures in which he finds, and this usually blind-sides him to how other's feel. Focus'd solely on what pleases him, this may come off selfish as all others become irrelevant in the matter.

■ | Possessive | ■
This trait rarely rears its head, but when it does it isn't pretty. It usually starts as a minor desire to monopolize and/or hold a special spot in someone or something's eyes. If it's an object, he has to really cherish it for it to become something he wants no one else to touch. In short, this trait is not good to reveal--- plz don't.

Ω History:

A man of humble beginnings, Christopher Beau was a land owner. A country man, a man of the labor. The watching goddess kept close eyes over land, providing it with life and flourish. This man, Christopher Beau, was gentle with the soil, bestowing the crops with all of his love, as he was a man of no kids and no wife. The goddess was smitten-- she wished to bless him, and she did. Landon Beau was born into the world with the blood of Demeter, after she graced his father with her nightly company.

The break of dawn, orange hues poured over his crops, illuminating their golden form as the soft breeze blew them to and fro. Just like any other morning, Mr.Beau was getting up to start his day; feed the chickens, horses, goats, tend to the crops, milk the cows, clean up the weeds, all in a days work. But today would be different, as the new gift he found upon his doorstep was a silent, snoozing infant, with hair the color of the sandy beach and eyes as brown as rich soil. He took the child in without question, panicked about the abondoned child and it's parents decision to leave him behind--but inside the neatly tucked basket...was a letter. Beautitful script greeted his tired eyes, informing him that the child was indeed his. Excited? Christopher Beau was ecstatic. Had he always wanted kids? It wasn't much of a thought, but when Landon arrived, he was elated.

Landon took the plants and the animals in stride. He was a hands-on child, always chasing the chickens--But, his father began to notice that Landon's eyes would always follow the fields. They'd drift to the shifting crops in the breeze and he wouldn't take his eyes off them unless he was called to. As he got older, Landon and his father's bond only strengthed, since it was but the two of them. Of course there were times when he'd ask his father about his mother and why she didn't stay around, but those were questions he didn't have the answers to.

School was--well, it was school. Suffering from severe Dyslexia and ADHD, Landon found it hard to focus or complete on any written task. So instead of being placed within a normal class, he was permitted to a single classroom with only one teacher, who in turn would provide his lessons verbally. He wasn't allowed to be placed in a class with other students, as they too became a distraction from his learning. With this method of learning, Landon managed to slip through the first hoops of school years without problems, until he started attending camp. It wasn't hard to make friends as Landon was pretty good at everything outside of academics. He ran track for a few years of school, getting along pretty well with his trackmates--So socializing was never a problem.

Landon's abilities showed themselves when he was eleven years old, helping his dad re-ground flowers in the garden behind their home. His dad was able to witness the miracle growth of vegetation when his son sifted his fingers in the soil. At first they were both in disbelief, but his father was more than supportive. They both decided they should keep it secret, but that wasn't the least of their worries. Tapping into his abilities so early, brought Karpoi from their shadows, putting him and his father in danger. The first attack was at the age of twelve, and it would definitely be the last, as Landon had decided then that it was for the best he accompany the satyr to this newly learned camp. His dad disagreed, not wanting him to leave, but Landon assured him it was better like this and he'd come back and visit on the holidays ! He got to learn about his mother, his origin, who he really was--the camp gave him a place of belonging, a place where he knew he fit.

Ω RP Methods:

Amg, plz no notes. I die in like .02 seconds.

Chat is A-okay !

Skype is A-okay !

Googledocs are...okay, but it's a little hard to keep up with.