UsernameEmailRegionInterestAOL IMICQ IDYahoo! IDMSN IDJabber

OOC Info:
Player Name: Scout
Player Email: moore.tricia.n@gmail.com
Other player contact: icethesun aim
Player age: 24

IC Info:
Character Name: Samson Digby

Character Journal Username: thesungod

Age and physical description: Samson is the kind of guy other guys are actually really annoyed with because he can get away with being really metrosexual and yet still be a man's man. He looks like he tans, looks like he's probably only in his very early thirties when he is really 36 and going on 37. He has impeccable taste and he knows it, doesn't give a shit if people say anything about his affinity for shopping, looking good, getting his eyebrows waxed and his nails done. He looks like he spends a lot of time in the sun as his complexion is naturally golden tan. He had blonde curls, bright almost teal eyes and is ripped like paper and he works damn hard to look it.

Former Deity Name and Pantheon: Helios Greek

Personality: Samson is the kind of guy that is sometimes overly excited about things most people don't care for. For instance, he's a morning person, for damned sure. He wakes up with the sun every morning and has since he was just a kid. He loves new clothes, new electronic gadgets, new everything and works hard to make the money to have these luxuries. While he may seem vain because of this he has a dual personality as a lover of nature and organic things. He is often seen just chilling in a local park reading a library book or playing Frisbee with his four golden retrievers. He is, in general, a pretty outgoing and fun guy but..

He also has a temper, can be very jealous, won't back down in heated arguments and is extremely over protective of his sister. He is also someone who adores company male or female and has been a bachelor for years now as he finds it difficult to be faithful to one person at a time.

History: Samson was born in California, the sunny state, and fittingly so. A few years later he got a little sister named Zora and it was when he was thirteen and just awakening to the fact that he was housing a strange thing inside of him. He had a strange attraction to the sun that scared the tar out of his mother who was overprotective about wearing sunblock and being outdoors too long on hot days. But, he never seemed to burn, ever and no matter how much she scolded him for staying out in the summer days for too long he never seemed to grow ill from the heat of the worst days. He thrived on the heat and seemed to loathe the winter months, grew sulky and frustrated when the cooler weather set in and the nights got longer.

Still, at times he also seemed equally as infatuated with the moon though he was an odd kid who couldn't manage staying up late like normal kids wanted to. He'd always crash early and wasn't until his late twenties that he began depending heavily on energy drinks to make it through a night properly.

While his parents never discouraged a lifestyle like his they never encouraged it either. They simply seemed exhausted by how energized he could be, how wild his mood swings sometimes were, and how driven he became to be able to open his own business one day. Eventually after working through college to get a good degree in business administration he started working from the bottom by taking on a job at a local tanning salon during college. He eventually worked his way up to manager, saved up for years and when his sister decided she was moving to D.C. he felt compelled to move with her, took his money with him and at the age of thirty-three he opened up his own tanning salon in the city.

He has owned Sun for three years now and the business is thriving. He seems to attract high end clients and not only does he offer tanning but also massages, spa therapy treatments and a hotbed for all the latest gossip.

Strengths: Funny, energetic in the morning and during the day, good for cheering people up, good at running a business, good with his money and excellent customer service. He has excellent personal taste in clothes, is known for being a sympathizer with the LGBT community.

Physically he seems able to withstand more heat than most people and in his opinion while it is a bit odd to some he finds his ability to stay tan without tanning kind of awesome.

Weaknesses: Hot-headed, gossiper, has a hard time keeping secrets, not much more monogamy, can not handle stormy days well and will grow sulky or frustrated on gloomy days. He also had a hard time staying up past ten most nights but if he drinks enough energy drinks he can manage. He just might seem sluggish or cranky.

General Deity History:
So Helios was literally like... the sun. The dude not only controlled that ball of fire he represented it in all ways. He was a golden boy, a hot-headed chariot riding titan who had two sisters he adored. One he was able to see all the time and that was Eos, who often guided him across the sky as she was the dawn. But the other, Selene? As much as he loved her it was difficult for the pair to meet and only on a few occasions did they cross paths in eclipses and even then their time was limited. They simply had different roles to play.

The guy had a crapload of lovers. Mortal and immortal alike, and a ton of kids. He was an okay dad to some, not so much to others, but he did his best with watching over them and everyone which was why he was regarded as the patron god of sight. Also he was considered to be the patron god of tattle telling, ha. Not only did he totally tell Demeter how he saw Hades abduct Persephone but he also told Hephaestus that his girl Aphrodite was sleeping with Ares. Basically he couldn't keep shit to himself and saw everything under the sun. Literally.

Played By: Bradley Cooper
Other Pertinent Info As Needed: I really want Samson's sister Zora to be Eos. I could app her myself but it'd be fun if someone else did?

Role-playing Sample: [Another example from a past modern gods rpg where Zora was also Eos]

He awakes at dawn, with Eos tugging on the strings that move the slats of his blinds. They are angled so that the sun drenches his room in its warm morning light. It’s like drinking ten red bulls or something because Helios jumps up quick as if he hadn’t just been sleeping like a baby. He doesn’t even look sleepy. He simply looks bright, happy, and ready for the hot spring day to come.

He’s dressed in under five minutes but looks like a million dollars. He’s out the door only ten minutes after he awakens. Twenty minutes into dawn and he and Eos make quite the obnoxious pair as they take it upon themselves to ready their neighbors for the day. It’s Helios who does all the greeting while Eos smiles wide and pulls Helios along by his hand.

“Goooood morning Mr. Johnson!”

“Hmph.”

“What a WONDERFUL day this will be, don’t you agree Mrs. Lancaster?!”

“Haven’t had my coffee yet, boy.”

“Helloooo starbucks employees, I see you are all busy, excellent!”

“...Dude, who is that?”

“Uh, Mr. Digby.. he runs a tanning salon, annnd the one that doesn’t talk is his sister. They’re… yeah.”

“Yeah you can tell he tans. Or something. Weird.”

“I know, isn’t it weird?! It’s like he is a guido… but not? My sister goes tanning at his salon and she says he never uses his own beds or anything. He’s naturally like that.”

He isn’t always cheerful though. Sometimes he has a hard time with his temper, which is why Eos seems to cling to him. It’s her touch that calms him, her touch that brings his passionate self down to a place that others can stand. The girls at the tanning salon are always thankful that they don’t answer to just Samson Digby. Of course, the girls are also weary of Zora Digby as rumor has it she’s got a habit out of sleeping with any man she damn well fancies, taken or not.

This is the life of Hyperion’s children from dawn until dusk.

Then the night comes and the moon lights up the sky, it’s time for the two to take to their beds but ….

Sometimes Helios doesn’t like caving to Hypnos though. Sometimes he braves the dark understands and doesn’t try to control these urges, even if it makes his mortal vessel sick that the god-soul can’t take the weight of the night for hours and hours. A few, maybe, if he’s doped up on caffeine and liquor.

“I miss her,” he whispers into Eos’ shoulder where his cheek settles. They’re watching the moon again, Eos lazily kicking her legs against the wall they sit upon. Helios has an arm around her waist and rests his head against her bared shoulder. They sit like lovers, and it bothers those who know their vessels to be siblings.

“Isn’t it wonderful, though? One day, we’ll find her again… and you can be in her presence.”

His soul pulsates, a radiant glow becomes brighter at the very thought. He remembers how it was before, how he could only watch from a distance as Selene, with the other Moon gods, pulled the night light across Ouranos, and how he had to shrink away as the darkness settled. Helios could only ever steal passing glimpses of his sister and she would always look so sad to see him go.

Until the days came to be that they were allowed alignment and reunion for solar eclipses. One day and then she would be gone, and it would be back to far off gazing and longing for another eclipse.

“But the stronger we get,” he muses, “the harder it becomes to stay normal. These bodies are changing, adapting to us, slowly… but surely.”

It’s this thought that has him staying up late this night without the help of his sister. It’s past midnight and dark circles are under his eyes. He is watching the moon from where he sits outside his tanning salon.

“I wish you’d just…. Show up.”

How'd You Find Us?: ij ad!