Marsters, Ethan

[Ethan Marsters]

IF I'M A BAD PERSON
YOU DON'T LIKE ME



ethan sebastian marsters

hi, my name is Emily. i got 23candles
on my birthday cake, but i've blown
out a lot of them. my other characters would be accalia and ebonie
and you can contact
me by pm

I GUESS I'LL MAKE
MY OWN WAY

NAME: ethan sebastian marsters
NICKNAME: n/a
GENDER: male
SEXUALITY: straight
AGE: 18
BIRTHDAY: may 4th
PLAYBY/FACE CLAIM: Alden Ehrenreich

IT'S A CIRCLE
A MEAN CYCLE

HEIGHT: 5' 7"
WEIGHT: average
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: n/a
PERSONAL STYLE: Button up shirts, leather jackets, and cozy sweaters. Overall, Ethan doesn't like to stand out and just wears basic clothes. Though, he's not really into t-shirts and things of the like. He just looks presentable but doesn't fuss over it.

I CAN'T EXCITE YOU
ANYMORE

LIKES: Defeating Monsters, Organization, Experimenting, Shadows, Subtly.
DISLIKES:Being OCD, faulty patterns, his temper, working with others, fire.
STRENGTHS: Organized, Thorough and Brave.
WEAKNESSES: His forcefulness can be a weakness in many situations, as well as his dislike for fire.
DREAMS: To be able to relax, even for just one day. He is almost always on edge and stressing about something.
FEARS: Fire, the times when his OCD renders him unable to function, and when things don't go according to plan.
FATAL FLAW: His perfectionism.
PREFERRED WEAPON: Stygian Iron bow and arrows. Due to his OCD, he has learned to master them with almost unimaginable precision,
ABILITIES:
~~They have domain over the dead.
~~They can kill undead skeletons.
~~They can sense when a mortal or half-blood that they know has died through a "buzzing" in their ears.
~~They can call forth the dead from the Underworld using food and drink.
~~They can shadow travel.
And probably, ~~Ability to solidify the shadows to be used for offense or defense capabilities
ANYTHING ELSE:
Some important personality traits; Memory: Ethan tends to remember small details about people. He never forgets a name or a birthday. Thorough: Ethan can be painstakingly thorough when working on a project, he's a bit of a perfectionist. OCD: Ethan likes everything to be in perfect order. Sometimes it gets so bad that he is stuck walking up and down a staircase for hours trying to start and end on the same foot. This is probably his hardest trial in life. Forceful: When it comes down to things that really matter to Ethan, he can be pretty forceful with people who are helping him or are involved in any way. If he wants something done, he'd prefer to do it himself but often times he needs help from other people and that's when he starts to get forceful.

Ethan has accepted and embraced the 'shadow' side of Hades powers. He has been experimenting with multiple ways of using shadows in battle for throw-able weaponry. He also doesn't like fire. Especially because when he was little he saw those movies about volcanoes and lava really freaked him out, it still does to this day. Fire is just an extent of the reason he hates lava-the overwhelming heat and destruction of it all. He wants to create things, he wants things to be built and discovered, not destroyed. He has mixed feelings about death because of this. On the one hand, he's glad to know that our spirits to go on to an extent, on the other hand most spirits can no longer progress once they are dead- and that is just terrible to him. Sometimes this even causes him to try and save people going down a bad path because he knows that they are in for an eternity of complacency if they don't shape up.

WHERE'S YOUR GABLE
YOUR JURY

OLYMPIAN PARENT: Hades
MOTHER/FATHER: Lucy Marsters
SIBLINGS: N/A
PETS: N/A

WHAT'S MY OFFENCE
THIS TIME

HOMETOWN: Seattle,WA
HISTORY: Lucy Marsters was a kind but overbearing woman. She liked to make her opinions known and wasn't afraid to start up a good fight. She was also a writer, a writer obsessed with death. Poe was her favorite poet, Twain was one of her favorite novelists because of his unique views about life and death. Her dream was to write a book. An amazing book about life, death and everything in between. She would waste away hours and hours starting at a piece of paper, an old typewriter, and then eventually a keyboard  once she got a computer. She wrote nonsense. Words and words of it. She never tried to get published and she never tried to make sense of her words. They were just there. One of her favorite characters to write about was a dark haired boy named Ethan, a boy who could travel through the darkness and converse with the dead. A necromancer of sorts. This fictitious Ethan went on many adventures into the Underworld, and even through Tartarus. Though, none of her depictions of the place where entirely accurate, and she often crossed referenced the myths and legends different cultures had about death and the after life.

Hades soon found himself creeping into her home and watching her type. Often moved by her words, enthralled by her imagination and surprised at her moments of accuracy. He fell in love with her words long before he ever even saw her face. He soon appeared in the guise of another writer, stumbling into her at some coffee shop that she had been sitting in writing nonsense. She was enchanted by him and he with her, and soon Ethan was conceived. Still, though Hades can't stay with her, she often writes him letters but she doesn't know if they reach him. It became an obsession. Her gibberish started turning into 'Letters to Hades', a book that she published when Ethan was four years old. Ethan was named after her favorite character to write about, and she treated him exactly how she'd expect her little underworld hero to be treated. She told him of his Olympian father early, which made his life incredibly dangerous. They moved from place to place, but she wouldn't leave Washington. Something about the clouds and the rain, they made her feel closer to his father.  Though, there is no rain in the Underworld, but she didn't know that.

Soon, but not soon enough, when Ethan was eleven they had their first really bad monster attack by a Chimera. Hades demanded that Ethan be taken to Camp Half Blood, though Ethan didn't know why he cared so much. A satyr was soon sent, and Ethan left his mother in Washington. He doesn't visit her in the summer or on Holidays, he doesn't even respond to her letters. Ethan feels as though his mother only loved him as a fictional being, and she never even tried to get to know the real him. If he ever said something that 'Ethan' wouldn't say, she usually just ignored it. His OCD came to be by legitimate medical problems, and the fact that he had to take care of himself so much as a kid. He soon learned that everything was a lot more simple if it was in a specific order. Ethan doesn't regret not speaking with his mother. When she writes to him, she often asks about his adventures which don't even exist because she still thinks he's a character in a book.

YOU'RE NOT A JUDGE BUT
IF YOU'RE GONNA JUDGE ME

ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE:

Accalia had just acquired it with the help from a hunter of Artemis. Accalia was sure the gift was only given as a way to help recruit Accalia to the hunters, but she wasn't interested. The only problem was, Accalia wasn't sure how to set the darn thing up. Her dog, Frederick, ran around her ankles which didn't make the set up any easier. The telescope wasn't too big, but it was big enough to need a stand. Accalia got as close to the water as she could manage without getting too wet, the water was up to her ankles.

Finally she was able to get the telescope somewhat stable, even though it wasn't set up correctly. She put her eye to the hole and searched the horizon. She knew she wouldn't find anything. She had to depend completely on luck if she thought she was going to find him off the coast of New York. She laughed out loud to herself, and at her pathetic attempt.

WELL SENTENCE ME TO
ANOTHER LIFE

THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY JESSIE OF DEMIGODS & MONSTERS. DO NOT STEAL/TAKE CREDIT OFF.

[Marius Rodomonte]