•Name- He stayed quiet for a bit before crossing his arms. "Aries." He rolled his eyes
•Age- "I don't care." He mumbled. (He's 18)
•Uke or seme?- He merely gave you a puzzled look. (He's a seme)
•Species- He fell silent, turning away from you. (He's a demigod)
•Personality- Aires, despite his fighter aittidute and rough exterior, he is quite the cuddly teddy bear. He may like to fight, but only if it is for the honor of someone else. He acts as a puppy guard to most people; just sticking close and making sure that they are ok. He likes to tend to others, to be at their beckoned call. Which seems odd, and is odd. But he lives his life the way he wants to. Silent a lot of the time, he shows his feelings through actions more often than words. So keep all of that in mind
•Likes- Fighting, training, learning new things, helping people, and crowds
•Dislikes- Peace, sitting still, silence, hurting innocence, and being alone
•Backstory- His mother was a soldier who just happened to find Ares and fall in love with the god. They started to date and even had Aries. But then the god faked his death and left with a note as to a clue of the boy's real lineage. His mother raised her boy with much love. But it got out of control when Aries up and killed the man who dared to try and take advantage of his girlfriend at the time. He was 15 at the time, whisked away to the camp to learn how to control himself. He goes back home half the year, and has been doing so since he was 15
•Other- His body is littered with scars from all of his fights. And though he sees them as proof of how strong he is, he is still self conscious about them
•Scenario- [Please see The Son Of Aphrodite for the scenario. Replace his name with the name of that character with the name of this one]
YOU ARE READING
I Really Need You 《Roleplay》
RomanceThe stars glowed a brilliant mixture of silver and sapphire. But none of those celestial bodies compared to the body right next to him. Warm and small. His breathing was even, hugged against his arm. He turned to look at the little lover pressed up...
