Name: Gu Da Long AKA Sans
Age: 15
Gender: male
Sexuality: Straight
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Country of Origin: China
Place of Birth (Olympus, city or town): Shang Hai
Race: African American/Asian
Skin color: Brown
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Black
Height: 6’ 0”
Weight: 130 lbs
Body type: lean
God Parent: Thanatos
Mortal Parent: sheng huo da long
Personality: He is a pretty quiet and lazy guy. he is pretty chill ad friendly too most people. He is also pretty philosophical about the universe and how it may just reset one day and none of us may know the wiser of it.
Talents: Fighting, Playing Basket-Ball. bilingual
Flaws (at least three): Lazy, Not really motivated easily, Too philosophical, Bony,
Weapon (Celestial bronze/Imperial gold): A long 3 foot Sword made of Stygian Iron.
Abilities: 1. Death sense: He can sense spirits lingering in a place.
2. Dead communication: he has a limited communication with the dead but he can vaguely understand them.
Powers: Can control bones of the dead that are in the ground (up to 400lbs worth and for 4 post total with a 5 post cool down) summon dead warriors( up to 3 for 5 posts with a 6 post cool down), and can shadow travel distances up to about 30 miles. He can do this twice per role play with a 10 post cool down period.
History: : Sans had a as normal as possible for a Demigod. He spent his days out there getting in trouble at school an philosphying about the universe and the flow of time. He has been an ophan all of his life due to his birth killing his mother. from an early age he knew he wasn't normal. Hew saw dead people every where and every time he went through a place where dead bodies were bones resurfaced. For 10 years he was in and orhpanage in Harbin. then the chinese government had "found" his last living relative in new york. the next thing Sans knew he was in new york's chinatown living with his aunt. He spent 3 years in america. when he turned thirteen his aunt died in a car wreck.At that moment had chosen the nick name Sans as a reminder he had no family and that no matter what he did his lif could or could not have meaning. his life being a track wether he could sprint it and burn out quick or walk and last the whole marathon could mean nothing. he live on the streets for a month then a saytr found him and guided him to camp.