//and your heart's against my chest
your lips pressed to my neck
i'm falling for your eyes
but they don't know me yet
and with a feeling i'll forget
i'm in love now
~
kiss me like you wanna be loved
you wanna be loved
you wanna be loved// Full name: August Michael Griffin
Gender: Cis male
Age/Birthday: 17/5 Oct 1998
Place of Birth: Boston, Massachusetts
Sexuality: Homosexual, Homoromantic
Eyes: Dark brown
Hair: Medium brown
Body type: Average-muscular; blames basketball and almost dying everyday
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 145 lbs
Typical clothing (optional): August can dress very well, and that's pretty much all you need to know. Oh! His hair permanently does "the swoopy thing".
Skin color/race: Medium tanned/Irish and Jewish-American
God Parent: Fortuna, Roman goddess of luck
Mortal Parent: Nolan Patrick Griffin, some guy in a suit that may or may not have been on The Office.
How they met: Nolan actually met Fortuna at a Nirvana concert back in the day. They locked eyes, locked lips, and
unlocked chastity belts.
Personality (at least three lines): August is the friend you go to if all your other friend bailed out. He's the friend that's been to every party and other social event because someone dragged him along, and honestly Auggie knows how to have a good time. He's mostly quiet and conservative, rarely being angry, and is always there for his friends no matter what. He tends to complain, but he doesn't like people to hear it so he does so under his breath. He's ready to go wherever, but it always takes an extra push. Otherwise he would just be that little cat lady. Oh, yeah! You can
really get on his good side or bad side depending on how you treat his boyfriend, Layne. If Layne likes you, then August likes you. If he doesn't, well...Auggie once fought someone bigger and badder than him because he was bullying Layne. August won.
Flaws (at least 4):
Picky, does not like being touched by strangers, worrisome, easily stressed, fails to see what's best for himself, cares more about other people than his well-being
Pets (optional): nah son
Weapon (optional): An imperial gold
gladius named "Stabby" because he's unoriginal
Powers: N/A
Abilities:
Get Lucky~ August actually doesn't know he has this ability, but the good luck of anyone within five feet of him is boosted by 15%. This is if he's in a good mood. If he's in a bad mood, the same thing happens but with bad luck.
Time in camp/the legion/brooklyn house: 4 years
History (at least eight sentences): When August was born, his father was both a little ecstatic and afraid. He didn’t even know that “Felicity” was pregnant, or who she even was at the time. When he woke up in the middle of the night to a bassinet in the corner of his bedroom, he felt no choice but to take responsibility and raise his son by himself. He named the child “August” and began obsessing over him, and even more when he discovered the little note on the inside of his blanket giving him directions on who exactly his son is. Seriously, you couldn’t have a normal conversation with Nolan if it didn’t include a fun fact or picture of his son.
Through school, August did very well. He was respectful to his teachers, made lots of friends, and his grades were superb. He never had trouble with anyone, so it was odd when one day he was called out of class to see the principal, who said that his father had called with the message that he was leaving school. He was to get his things and exit the building immediately.
Confused, he did not see his father's car in the school's parking lot. A motion in the distance caught Auggie's attention briefly, but when he turned to see what it was all he saw was the trees and the art building. He turned his attention back to the present he realized what that flash of motion was. Before him now stood a pack of wolves. They must have moved at an impossible pace to get to where he stood so quickly. For whatever reason only the gods know, Auggie wasn't afraid of them. They just stared at him, and when they moved it was clear that they wanted to be followed. So August followed them, kind of in fear that if he didn't then the wolves would tear him to shreds.
He traveled with them all the way to California to Glen Ellen, where they lead him to some creepy old-timey mansion. The rest is history.
Long story short, he was approved by Lupa and ordered to go on to Camp Jupiter. He's still not exactly sure what happened at the Wolf House to this day (it was too weird to process) but he was welcomed to the camp as warmly as people trained by wolves allowed. His next years at the camp were fun and slid by easily. That is, until a dude with amnesia showed up one day and his normal life was, once again turned upside-down. He didn't like wars. Wars weren't fun for anyone.
RP Sample (at least five sentences, only required for first form): hell no
Notes:
-fc//nolan funk
-cute
-sings like a babe
-basketball god
-forever in love with his laynie <3