<br/><div class="floatright">(http://s5.hostingkartinok.com/uploads/images/2013/05/a77b00fecd2a338f57d58c91d8014c71.jpg)<br/>(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b6/a3/0a/b6a30a5ad5a01f74a9e9729e141adb3c.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Basic Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Name:</em>Marcus Patton<br/><em>Age:</em>19<br/><em>Nationality:</em>Caucasian<br/><em>Race:</em>Demigod<br/><em>Heritage</em>Patrica Patton and Ares<br/><em>Claimed?</em>No<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Physical Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Hair color:</em>Black<br/><em>Eye color:</em>Silver<br/><em>Ethnicity:</em>Caucasian<br/><em>Gender:</em>Male<br/><em>Height:</em>5'11<br/><em>Weight:</em>180, Give or take ten pounds, eating is sometimes scarce when on the road.<br/><em>General Appearance:</em>Jeans, Riding Boots, Leather Duster, T-shirts. Wears a beanie or ties his hair back with a bandanna. Tends to wear glasses.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">General Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Orientation:</em>Heterosexual<br/><em>On/ Offs</em>(link) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=21157.0)<br/><em>Goals:</em>Not die at the hands of monsters, find somewhere safe, find a reason why he has been hunted for the last few years of his life.<br/><em>Personality:</em><br/>Introverted - (Traits tied to this personality)<br/>Self aware, Thoughtful (when he can be), Tends to keep emotions private, Quiet and Reserved in large groups or unfamiliar people, More Sociable around people he knows well.<br/>Good listener<br/>Good Observer<br/>Thinks before acting (Most of the time, sometimes that blood of Ares clouds everything)<br/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">School Information:</span></strong><br/><em>Education:</em>Some High School, Greek Dyslexia and Monsters prevented him from doing much else.<br/><em>Schedule:</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Typical Schedule for the past 3 years</div><div class="spoiler_body">Wake up in whatever cheap motel he sneaked into (Or paid if he actually got some steady work).<br/>Look for jobs to earn some money - Normally as a bar-back or dishwasher or other menial labor job. <br/>Try to find some sort of stability, get discovered by monsters. Fight if possible, flee if outnumbered. <br/>Leave small town/city and try to find another place with less monsters.</div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Stats:</span></strong>(please see the stats spoiler)<br/>Fighting - 8 | Brains - 3 | Agility - 4| Intuition - 6 | Strength - 8 | Endurance - 8<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Skills:</span></strong><br/>Brawler - Always ready to get into a fight, prefers not to but he won't warn someone twice to back off.<br/>Surviving - Three years on the run with nothing but the clothes on his back, his ability to summon weapons and a motorycle he inherited from Mr. Pete, his guardian.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Strengths:</span></strong><br/>Telumkinesis - He can conjure weapons on command. (Only ability at this time)<br/>Later - He can Curse Weapons<br/>He can Disarm opponents<br/><br/>Prowess in Battle - Proficient in both armed and hand to hand combat.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Weakness:</span></strong><br/>Lost of Control - Like all children of Ares, if they give into the call of battle they lose sense of themselves, who is friend or foe and simple live to sow chaos and war on the battlefield.  (Bloodlust)<br/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">History:</span></strong><br/>Marcus hardly remembers his life before he went on the run. His mom was never home and he was left with his grandfather most of the time. His grandfather loved to tell war stories and take him to the local VA. Mom would come home once in a while but she worked on base a lot. Sometimes it felt as if she didn't even want him around.<br/><br/>He ran a way a few times, was caught and brought home. School was hard, he didn't know how to read really well, except for when he took Greek and somehow aced the language. His teacher diagnosed him with dyslexia but was unable to do anything. Mr. Pete was a tall guy who saw how lost Marcus was and began to help. He began to stay with the man once in a while, unaware he was a satyr. Nobody back home cared about Marcus, life became a little better when he lived with Mr. Pete.<br/><br/>Mr. Pete placed him in football, took him to games and became the father and family he never had. Marcus was finally coming out of his shell. Mr. Pete began to talk about a camp for kids like him, a camp they would visit the summer of his 16th birthday. That day never came, Marcus remembers seeing the crumpled form of Mr. Pete on the floor when he came home from the store. With his dying breath, Marcus was given a key to a storage locker. The police arrived shortly after and tried to arrest him, ask him questions he didn't know how to answer. Marcus ran, found the storage locker, took the one bike meant for him and never bothered looking back.<br/><br/>With little money and unsure where to go, he simply rode the bike far away from California. He stopped some place in Arizona, found a job as a dishwasher and made a little money. He was allowed to stay in some little back room for free, during that time he tried to make sense on what had transpired. The camp, there was a camp he was supposed to go to but where? Monsters were always on his tail, chasing him from whatever sanctuary he could find. Marcus went up and down the coast a few times then across the country and back. Truck stops, road stop, small diners and motels became his life until he caught a vision of a place in New York (Around the time Percy makes the order to have the gods claim their children).<br/><br/>Marcus rode hard, to the point his bike was falling apart. His clothes were in tatters, he was hungry and on fumes. Camp Halfblood, what was that? Almost there...almost at the camp Mr Pete wanted to take him too. But one last monster to get passed, the same one that had been hunting him for a little over a year. He was tired of running but he was so close...<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Other notes:</span></strong><br/><em>Allergies:</em>Chimera Venom? Ohh that is not an allergy? Well it fucking hurts!<br/><em>Full-time or part-time camper?</em>New Arrival, will be part time once he is claimed.<br/><br/>