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Scott Gruneman

Scott Gruneman, demigod son of Zeus. Called the second Hercules and the best front-liner.

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a character in “Traitors of Olympus”, originally authored by Nekohina, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Character Name: Scott Gruneman
Age: 18
Parent: Zeus
Weapon(s)/Skills/Ability: Above human physical prowess (strength, endurance, speed, toughness). Scott's physical prowess is well above that of your average human or demigod, but still a far cry from that of Hercules, unlike the original though Scott seems to be more balanced both physically and mentally. [intend to settle degree with GM, so things stay balance. Intend to go no higher than when Sampson tore a lion in 2 at start of his story and that's the extreme roof]
Interrogation scene:
When did you start working for Kronos?
I didn't, and you're crazy for even thinking that I'd work for him.
Have you given him any inside information?
Only if " Go die in a hole" counts as information.
How did he get you to join his side?
Who do you think you are my mom? She's the only one who asks such a loaded question
Who else was working for him?
Your mother, brother and Atlas. Happy now McCarthy?
Why did you betray the Olympians?
I haven't, but if you keep asking me such stupid questions there's going to be one less.
Were you forced to turn on us?
That's it, I warned you. At this point Scott breaks his bonds with his strength, headbutts the inquisitor and proceeds to force his way out of camp. Sirens were already sounding so apparently he wasn't the first to bust out.

Bio: Scott grew up for the most part as an ordinary kid, an extremely athletic kid until he was informed of his divine heritage. The finding that his father none other than Lord of the Sky, Zeus was not so great as the surprise of his mother being descended of the line of Achilles...something he learned during his first Quest. That explained why he was so much weaker and yet so much faster than his alleged predecessor, originally Achilles was to speed and agility what Hercules was to strength. Since joining Camp Halfblood, he's constantly being compared to the deeds and abilities of other children of Zeus, especially Hercules and repeatedly been remarked as lacking. This was exaggerated even further when his distant link to Achilles was discovered. Since on all sides he's viewed as inferior: no lightning, flight, strength that could split mountains or speed and agility that rendered one untouchable in combat; he's garnered a reputation of being withdrawn and all around bitter to his fellows and heritage. That being said, he's also got a reputation of being an excellent friend and supremely loyal to those who treat him with kindness. This resulted in the one feat that truly made him famous, single handedly holding a battle line for three hours until reinforcements showed up. Though it is often quickly noted that a proper son of Zeus, the real Hercules or the real Achilles would have done much more than simply hold the line.

So begins...

Scott Gruneman's Story

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Scott was making no subtleties is his escape attempt, after all if there were other people escaping as well more confusion made better odds for everyone. He'd headbutted his interrogator and blatantly kicked in a couple walls, even torn a door off of its hinges. That last one was a bad idea, put him in a room with a cyclops, that being said he was still fighting the thing. The beast gave him a kick to the chest and he flew through the nearest wall from the impact, it hurt like hell. Granted any heritage but his own would have resulted in a death from a blow like that.

"Oh it's on," he seized a fragment from some piece of structure, luckily it was celestial bronze... part of the door maybe? He calmly closed in on his foe, which was still trying to escape the room that had been it's prison, a well placed door can surely do wonders on breaking a magic circle. Apparently the thought of why a cyclops was there never occurred to him." Hey Depth Perception, eat this," the cyclops clearly didn't like the nickname as it charged him while he charged it...perfect. From appearances, it'd seem like the two were going back to hand-to-hand, and to the guards beginning to arrive at the scene that might have been the best option. Much to the group's disappointment however, he ducked at the last second, and drove the iron wedge through the creature's skull starting from the lower jaw. He spun around and kicked the disintegrating body and the guards and bolted right after it. Luckily they hadn't expected that and he got through just fine. He got lost in a maze of turns and hallways, before finally catching a glimpse of light down a hall to his left...the door was wide open? He began his way to that door before a group of five heroes stepped in his way. The door behind them was closed.

"The door's locked," and as soon as the leader finished his sentence;Scott heard a voice behind him, "You're surrounded, give up." At that point a vision appeared in his head, an illusionary hill huh. Scott held up his hand as if he were surrendering, and approached the group from the front the whole while trying to not look threatening.

"Key?" He asked in as innocent tone as he could manage,Erin always had told him a dirty trick every now and then was a good thing. The heroes relaxed a bit and the leader stepped forward...someone from the Hephaestus cabin it seems...good.

"There is no key Scott, now turn around and get back into your cell, we can still forgive this."

"No no you don't get it," Scott answered and quickly picked up the kid. "Key!!!" He shouted in affirmation while using his fellow demigod as a battering ram, the door gave out before the guys armor and children of Hephaestus were tough, he should live. With that he ran as fast as he could while there was a call to chase him, it wasn't until the facility was way behind him did he realize that he'd taken a fair set of cuts and bruises. He winced as he took breath and sharp pain shot through his chest...maybe even a cracked rib or too. He kept walking to the rendezvous point, hopefully they'd be able to patch him up there.

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Character Portrait: Thaddeus Korvo Character Portrait: Erin May Character Portrait: Alec Lowell Character Portrait: Phoenix Estrielle Character Portrait: Scott Gruneman
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Scott finally arrived to the hill that Erin projected to him, he had no way of knowing if everyone was still there. After all, his progress had been slow after his escape, he had to make sure that he wasn't followed and was more than a little beat up.

" Yo guys, guess who," he called out before stepping into the fake hill he hadn't been entirely sure of how many people to expect inside. But he really wasn't expecting the group that was already inside. He nearly walked right into one of them, good thing he'd made the side step, his ribs would have screamed at the impact. He already knew his damage showed on his face, well at least the pain would.

"Well, well pretty unusual group we have here isn't it? I don't suppose anyone would be willing to patch up a broken rib or two will they, I ran into a cyclops on the way out and we had something of an argument." After that he blacked out a bit and just barely managed to get hold of his consciousness before falling. He wouldn't have been able to stand at all if it weren't for the wall he was lucky enough to have fall against.

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Character Portrait: Thaddeus Korvo Character Portrait: Erin May Character Portrait: Alec Lowell Character Portrait: Phoenix Estrielle Character Portrait: Scott Gruneman
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Thaddeus certainly found Phoenix, as well as Scot, both in bad shape. She fell unconscious but he caught her before she could hit the floor. Before tending to Scott's wounds he carried her inside and laid her down, bundling up his jacket for her to use as a pillow. Without that jacket he was wearing an orange T-shirt, pants long socks, and sandals. He folded up his left jeans to reach inside a special pocket that he kept eight ounces of Ambrosia and a small pint of water. He gave two ounces of it to the boy, it would heal the ribs which would provide a serious problem if left unchecked. "We do what we have to Scott." He told him.

The child of death walked to the opposite side where he placed Phoenix and sat next to her. She had obviously over extended herself though he had done the same. The only difference was that his powers were stealthier, more morbid power. He killed when he could have chosen not to, without mercy, without wavering, it was a blessing but yet a curse. He took a small bit of Ambrosia to eat to gain some strength back. Putting the Ambrosia away he took out his daggers in exchange to sharpen them against each other. If any of their former misguided friends attempted to come near or even dare to harm them again he would use all his might to do what he was best at doing. What was born to do.