[ Zeus ] Azeir Galanis
Aug 20, 2015 4:29:20 GMT
Post by Azeir on Aug 20, 2015 4:29:20 GMT
Greek God » Zeus
God of the Sky, Thunder, and Lightning
• Innate Ability •
Electricity Manipulation
• Name •
Azeir "Azi" Galanis
• Age / Birthday •
18 / December 20
• Gender •
Male
• Sexuality •
Pansexual
• Height/Weight •
6’2 / 178 lbs
• Appearance •
Azeir was born with ice blue eyes and platinum blond hair which he has styled the same for the past five or six years now.
click for example of his hair if you're interested bc i suck at explaining
• Personality •
Laid-back, fearless, confident and lewd, Azeir always likes to have fun and to be in other people's company. He has a calm and strong aura of energy just beneath the surface of his relaxed demeanor; there's no telling when he'll make a move. Azeir loves to have fun while he's doing something. He doesn't back down from a challenge and likes to tease others. To those he's close around, he will show his 'childish/playful/jokester' side when it comes to more casual/relaxing circumstances. It's only at times like these, will he be willing to 'admit' defeat in a more light-hearted manner, especially when it comes to playing games, teasing or joking.
Always filled with lusty confidence, Azeir always loves to engage in lewd activities with those he finds attractive and can rarely turn down someone who's in 'desire.' Because of this, he's no stranger with promiscuous relations or even 'one-night stands’.
At times when Azeir's in a bad mood, he could be selfish and vain. When he is angered, you will feel his hostility rather than hearing any sharp words from him. Despite that, he's also sympathetic and can be generous to those close to him. He can also be unpredictable and aggressive when his patience or tolerance has been tested.
• College Major •
Political Science
• Likes •
⌁ fluffy things
⌁ jokes
⌁ volleyball
⌁ storms
• Dislikes •
⌁ silence
⌁ chickens
⌁ sweets
⌁ chocolate
• Personal History •
With each thunder crack, there was a soft giggle that followed. Safely sheltered from the rain, baby Azeir stared at the sky waiting for the next flash of lightning. It wasn't until about 10 minutes later that the door behind his basket slowly creaked open. "Oh dear." The woman opened the door wider and stepped out onto the porch, looking around to see who had left the baby on the front steps of the orphanage. "Ms. Russo, what is it?" the soft voice whispered from behind the door. "Head inside honey, I'll be right there." The woman picked up the basket and as she did so, the sky rumbled from the thunder, gaining another laugh from Azeir. "You'll be safe here," she murmured to the baby, lightly brushing the wisps of hair away from his forehead. She walked in the building, shutting the door behind her.
Since the day he was able to crawl, Azi loved playing with all the other children at the orphanage. He was open to everything: tea parties, sports, video games, dress up, pretend, etc. As he grew up, he was a pretty popular kid. Because who doesn't like a blonde cutie? At school, Azeir was that one kid who's basically friends with all the teachers he had. In middle school, he played basketball and volleyball. He favored volleyball after a while and dropped basketball when high school started. Now that Azeir is 18, the orphanage signed the release forms, allowing him to do as he desires.
sorry for the crap history
• Other •
⌁ has a white MaineCoon named Noir
⌁ drives a Nissan GT-R
⌁ can tolerate a large amount of alcohol
⌁ 200% chance he will call you darling, dear, hun, etc rather than your actual name
⌁ prefers wearing contacts over glasses