Name: Greyson Grayson
Nickname?: Call him whatever you want, he's too scared to tell you if he likes it or not
Age:14
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: I'm doing this ingame, I dont want to type anything. Okosan plz forgive mme. K, thanks, bye.
Looks:
God parent: Hephaestus
Power(s)?: Technokinesis
Backstory: Grey was born in Macon, Georgia to a small time mechanic named Carmen Grayson. Carmen worked anywhere from push mowers to semis, but for all the good work she did she never got much recognition thanks to her gender and people trusting larger companies. Maybe that's what got her noticed by the god of craftsmen.
Grey’s life has never been easy, always running in to bumps in the road. When he was younger he always clung onto his mother at all times and never really talked to other people. Then he started school and his name always caused him to get made fun of. So, when his monsters started popping up around him his life got much more worse then before. The first time he tried to tell one of his so called “friends” at school he became the laughing stock of the student body. This sent him further into his shell. One day he had a near death experience with a hellhound, the one person who had tried to be his friend saved him and after told him about camp. Grey immediately accepted. The promises of people as weird as him enticed him immediately.
Strengths:
-Blacksmithing
-Fixing mechanical items
-Easily told what to do
-Can withstand pain to an extent
Weaknesses:
-Socially awkward
-Not a good fighter
-Easily told what to do
-Has trust issues
Weapon(s): He doesn't fight much and he never really keeps any of the weapons he makes, but if he were put into a situation where he would need a weapon I guess he would use whatever weapon he was currently working on/a forge hammer
Other?: