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Stanley Foster

The Deadpan Snarker

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a character in “Camp Athens II”, as played by RolePlayGateway

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xxxS T A N L E Y x F O S T E R
xxxxxβ€’ x s t r a t e g i s t x β€’ x d i p l o m a t x β€’ x e n i g m a x β€’





"A clever person solves the problem, a wise person avoids it."
- Albert Einstein




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n i c k n a m e s x // x stan , stan the man

a g e x // xtwenty

g e n d e r x // xcismale

s e x u a l i t y x // xbiromantic , demisexual

o r i g i n x // xoslo , norway , 1997.

s p e c i e s x // xdemigod

p a r e n t a g e x // xathena






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D E C O R U S


h e i g h t x // x6'1" , 185cm

w e i g h t x // x156 lbs

h a i r x // xshort dark brown mess on the top of his head, stanley could take the effort to style it, but he doesn't bother with his appearance.

e y e s x // xchocolate brown, typically in a interrogatory squint.

o d d i t i e s x // xthe only marks that he really has are countless freckles and moles scattered across his pale body. hasn't been into battle to receive any battle scars and would rather die than have hundreds of needles dug into his skin for a tattoo.

a p p e a r a n c e x // xstanley is that dorky kind of handsome, scruffy unkempt brown locks and lanky long stature is a prime example of the fact. he's taller than a majority of campers, but not the tallest. he has pale skin with an abundance of moles, freckles, and obvious dark circles under his eyes. and, with that, a severe lack of muscles, he doesn't have obvious sex appeal to the more shallow campers. but his smile is charming, and his mannerisms add to his attractiveness.






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I N G E N I U M
xxxxxxxxxxxxβ€’ x a b i l i t y x β€’ x \ Ι™ - ˈ b i - l Ι™ - t Δ“ \ x β€’


i n t e l l e c t x // x his most obvious attribute, stanley is a full on genius, typically using his brains more than his brawn to get out of a sticky situation. has a superior knowledge in many languages, mathematics, sciences and other studies.

o b s e r v a n t x // x given the abilities of an athena child, stanley is much more vigilant than a regular person and can make out lies from truths like it's child's play.

t a n g i b i l i t y x // x he can make himself, others and objects phase through physical matter. proved itself to be a handy trick in multiple occasions.



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t r a n q u i l x // x stanley always tries to keep a cool head in stressful situations, and in most cases, succeeds, even when he's being crushed with pressure.

l o g i c a l x // x tries to stay objective in conflict, never chooses a side for meaning of bias or loyalty, rather what he thinks is right and rational.

d e t e r m i n e d x // x focused and driven to achieve his every goal, with any means necessary.



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c u n n i n g x // x crafty and scheming, stanley always seems to have a plan for everything. which sometimes gets him into trouble. especially if it means deceitful tactics, or sly moves he's willing to put to use.

p e r f e c t i o n i s t x // x over critical of himself and the things around him, and pushes himself to the brink to make things perfect. and usually he fails to live up to his own crushing expectations.

s a r c a s t i c x // x has a sharp wit, which he uses even in unnecessary situations, and a snarky, somewhat cruel sense of humour.



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a t y c h i p h o b i a x // x fear of failure

f e a r x // x * * *

f e a r x // x * * *





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P E R S O N A L I T A T E
xxxxβ€’ x analytical x β€’ x overcritical x β€’ x determined x β€’
xxxxxxxβ€’ x reclusive x β€’ x passionate x β€’ x calculating x β€’


tell us why we should love or lynch your dude






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H I S T O R I A R U M


stanley never had a mother. he came to terms with that a while ago. he had only a strict, addiction tortured father he had to carry on his shoulder throughout his life.





h e x c o d e x // x #6E44E8 x // x f a c e c l a i m x // x dylan o'brien x // x c r e a t o r x // x smurfcaleb x // x c s x // x Scar.-

So begins...

Stanley Foster's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ajax Valis Character Portrait: Alexandria Valis Character Portrait: Mason Hughson Character Portrait: Andromeda Bolton Character Portrait: Gwendolyn Greer Character Portrait: Dominik Einarsson Character Portrait: Stanley Foster Character Portrait: McKenna KovačeviΔ‡ Character Portrait: Theo Smith Character Portrait: Keun Seung-min Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sloane Astor Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Adrianna Lockwood Character Portrait: Dominic Costas Character Portrait: Nikolaos King Character Portrait: Annie Lee Character Portrait: Harleen Theodos Character Portrait: Emery St. John Character Portrait: Ji-hyun Jin Character Portrait: Kalani Alana Character Portrait: Rodger Williams Character Portrait: Dimitri Costas Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Daniel Vadas Character Portrait: Lise Moulin Character Portrait: Finley Nguyen Character Portrait: Mateo Lopez Character Portrait: Areum Moon Character Portrait: Elias Stratos Character Portrait: Raven Ackerman Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters

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Image Alex had never been to one single party before she came to Camp Athens. Their mother never allowed her to leave the house. Last years had been a blast, but this year was going to be different. Alex sat quietly as her brother took the chair across from her. "Are you okay?" He watched her as she managed to turn her attention to him. "..don't tell me it's nothing. When some of the campers left for the year, others stayed here. You didn't. You left me. Where did you go?"

Alex shook her head. "I'm fine. This isn't about when I left. Then, I just needed to be by myself."

"You know it's dangerous out there. Especially by yourself. Has Mason said something to you again? is that why you left?"
"No."
"Okay, so what's wrong now? Did someone else say something to you?"
"No!" she snapped.
"Al..."
Image "Just leave it alone, okay? Don't ask me any more questions." she stood up angrily. "Please." she added. It wasn't like her to shut him off without talking to him. He nodded once, his eyes looking down as he did. She gave him a glare before walking silently passed him. Maybe she shouldn't have come back to camp this year since everyone already thought she was a murderer. No one would possibly miss her, would they? Everything in her life had already turned upside down because of a stupid feud between two Gods. They just couldn't let things stay in the past.

Image He looked up, watching her head into her room. Hopefully, the party would make her feel better. Being around Duke and Wes always brought a smile to her face. Especially Duke. Oh, Ajax had noticed the way his little sister looked at his best friend. Was she acting like this because of him? Duke had recently found out about his little sister, and Alex had seen them together a couple of times without knowing who she is. Was she jealous? the corners of Ajax's lips began to lift upwards, forming a large smile as he looked away and hung his head. Laughing. He had never known her to be jealous, not even once, or she just managed to hide it well. Daniel had a new girl around him before he passed, but Alex didn't seem to batter an eye. He could go in there and tell her about Duke's sister, but maybe it would be way more entertaining for her to find out from Duke himself.

Ajax headed out the second he was dressed, but first grabbing his rucksack which sat near the front door. He decided to wear something casual: Party Outfit. As promised, he arrived a bit early with the music he had downloaded the night before on his computer. It was all taking place down near the beach again where a large campfire was sitting in the middle ready to be lit. Around it at a good safe distance sat four large log benches for everyone to chill out around the flames. The staff members were the ones hosting it all, so they were cooking on the BBQ tonight. They had containers filled with ice where the beer bottles chilled, and quite the buffet on a long table so people could help themselves to sandwiches, pizza, sausage rolls and every other party food displayed. The BBQ would be serving burgers and hot dogs with or without onions. A large variety for everyone to say the least.

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Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Stanley Foster Character Portrait: Trinity Wallace Character Portrait: Wesley Preston Character Portrait: Sylas Astor Character Portrait: Nikolaos King Character Portrait: Harleen Theodos Character Portrait: Duke Loycen Character Portrait: Evelyn Masters

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Trinity's eyes on the prize wasn't the issue. When she made it back into the woods, another beast awaited there and was hot in pursuit straight away. Its thundering gallops closed in on her, gaining ground faster than she could run. Trinity ducked as it pounced, her right leg sliding out in the dirt too far causing her muscle to over-stretch as the beast cleared her head. It recovered quicker than her and lunged for her again, knocking her back and sent the crossbow out of her grip.

And this was exactly why she hated ranged weapons. The load and reload time put into them, the fact that you needed range. She was trying to fend the feral creature off as it kept pushing its weight forward snapping and growling towards her head, promising a quick but brutal devouring. Trinity bit her lip restraining the urge to yell out, either in strain or for help and give away her location. But she bit her lip firmer when she was bracing for what she had to do. One arm surrendered the fight to conjure a weapon and in that instant the beast lurched forward and sunk its teeth into her other arm that instinctively protected her face. Trinity shoved the blade into the creature's neck a fraction of a second later, twisted the weapon for good measure, pushed it off and withdrew the blade, rolling into a crouch in case the tank like deformed dog wasn't done but it seemed to stay down. Trinity watched its chest to be certain.

Once it was confirmed dead, she marched on cupping her fresh wound. β€œShit,” she whispered. Her hand wasn’t making a good makeshift bandage, droplets running down her arm still and onto the woods earth. She didn’t have a clue where their special little healer was and she wasn't game enough to call out for Annie either. She tore at a chunk of her shirt and wound it around her arm tightly. The white fabric quickly tainted red but she'd be damned if a bite kept her down.

Trinity broke into a jog to cover the ground she lost. A distance away she saw a figure mounted atop a beast. She found herself in a sprint to follow the dark knight and its pet but just before she thought to hurl her blade into its hind quarters, Trinity took in the most significant feature of the shadow rider and stumbled as she pulled herself up short mid-motion.

β€œGod,” she blew out in relief, doubling over. Trinity forced herself to straighten with her hands on her hips. Trinity wasn't short on stamina yet, simply needed a moment for composure. A low growl interrupted her breather.

As easy as that, war mode was triggered again. Trinity ran towards a tree for leverage , flipping around as the beast rammed into the trunk. Trinity conjured two long blades and thrust them down into its strong skull, landing ontop of the recent corpse's back. Almost like she were going to use it as a mount too.

β€œOkay,” she sighed out to herself and slowly got to her feet. β€œLet's get this over with.”




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Things were in cruise control for Harley and though she felt she covered plenty of ground, any moment could present an ambush or trouble. Nothing she couldn't escape though. Dashing between the trees was somewhat liberating but in a moment's lack of concentration, she was forced to an abrupt stop once she was in a ring of fire. Harley turned on the spot to estimate the threat level of the pickle she had got into. A mix of fascination and concern was what she concluded. Fascination because this fire should have been raging wild spreading throughout the wilds, concern because it wasn't but it was still raging hot at the same time.

The flames simmered down and it all made sense in a heartbeat once the culprit revealed himself. "Harley, didn't keep you waiting too long I hope?"

β€œNah I was just chilling.” Anything but. Sweat seemed to be pouring down her body. The circle shrunk suddenly and Harley jumped into the center.

"You can give me your band or you can pass out. Torture isn't my thing but I would like to know the Spartan's strategy too."

Harley blew out her lips looking away. Thankfully it looked something like a child raspberrying than the desperate need to find a cooler place. Something damp. A bottle of water. The thoughts seemed to make the air thicker and her throat drier. β€œYou thought about becoming a cop? Security?” She crossed her arms. β€œI'm not a rat. But it is good to know you have a mean side.”

Flame spat near her treasured ankles and Harley knew she had to focus. Harley's eyes pierced into the woods and she imagined being there and soon enough she was. It did occur to her to yell out a taunting remark back towards Duke, but he was a man that seemed to learn from his mistakes. And she wasn't in the mood for another collision with him.

When she swiped up a weapon for assurance it burned her hand causing her to shout out, dropping it immediately. Harley went wide eyed looking around her surroundings then darted back to home territory cradling her hand.

β€œMedic!” she called able to uphold a joking nature for a split second then she hissed and shook her hand out as if that would make the increasing burn go away. β€œSeriously, Nik...” She grimaced as she approached the son of Apollo. β€œCan you fix this?” Harley's eyes were on her hand, half-expecting for her skin to melt away and bone to show then she looked back to the healer. β€œNo pressure, doc.” The last thing she wanted was to stress a fellow team mate out especially if it was at the expense of her hand. What if he healed wrong. Oh god it would be like Harry Potter when he lost his bones.






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As she waited by her tree, her anxiety grew. For all she knew the rest had been wiped out but she wasn't very taking to walking into the unknown or assumptions without a shred of justification. Her restless mind decided to hunt for the answers she sought and though it took a bit of wandering, Evelyn did stumble across a fellow blue member in trouble. She didn't like him, not one bit, but she couldn't watch him get mauled and tossed around by some beast either.

Evelyn raised her hand tapping into the muscles and nerves of the creature's body from a distance and she could feel its fight and strength immediately. Evelyn restricted its body forcing the beast to curl up on itself. Its resistance was powerful and made matters more painful because she certainly wasn't letting up. The beast and she shuddered at the same time battling for control.

β€œNow would be the time to use any nifty skills,” she told Sylas. Or not. It was for his own benefit. The beast and him were closer, in which case, if he didn't seize the opportunity it would likely come at his own demise. Evelyn bought him what time she could.

However, she didn't disqualify the chance that the creature or Sylas would turn on her instead. Nor underestimate the chance to grasp his character regardless of the result.