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Andy
He/Him
April 5th
Sculptor + Art Teacher
,
67 years old
6'5"
Brown
Black (but he is bald)
Dwayne Johnson
Andy is a bigger guy, standing six foot five and typically towering over others. Not unexpected with the blood of giants running through him. He is also a rather bulky man, rippling in muscle even when he skips a few workouts he seems to naturally be in his physical peak.
He has bronze tonned skin, a wide smile, and natural creases to his face that show off how often he smiles. Once you get over his sheer size, Andy seems to give off a natural vibe of good guy. Maybe it's in the way he tends to crouch down a bit to talk on more even levels. His calm voice, or his generally non-threatening gestures.
Andy does sport several tattoos, across his chest and arm. They represent his adoptive family, but also help to hide other markings that darken and form in the right circumstances. When pushed, penal tattoos form over his skin. Black bands on his wrists and winding chains up every arm, it's not always just two, and his ankles and legs; made from words like criminal and prisoner in near any language you could think of. Andy is pretty sure he saw one written in Klingon, but couldn't find it again later.
Might as well get it out of the way, Andy is part hecatoncheires... he isn't entirely sure how far removed but the blood is strong in him to be sure. With a bit of effort Andy can manifest hands and arms from his body that spread out. He can make additional faces and heads as well, though they all share his singular consciousness. Its... a lot. He tries not to make a big deal about it. The arms aren't all the same. Some are bigger or longer, thin, or with more muscle than his real arms. In theory Andy could manifest a hundred arms and fifty heads.... he hasn't done it. Geez... no thank you.
Andy is all about bringing positive vibes to the world. A smile and a hug can do a lot for someone in a bad place. For his own part he has been in the dark and knows how bad it can get just for him and he strives to bring a warm light to anyone wanting. He doesn't like to see people in pain. But Andy is not a fighter. He is very adamant about this.
BecUse of his natural build a lot of people assume he must be a fighter. Andy hates fighting. He hates violence. He isn't above a fight but does everything in his power to only do so in self-defense and never more than the minimum amount necessary to end things. He really doesn't like fighting... or maybe its because some part of him really does like it.
Andy isn't in denial about what he is, but he treats it as a biological condition that he has but doesn't let define him. When he bloodrushes, his hecatoncheires side expresses itself as something of a destructive brute seeking solitude. In stark contrast to Andy who is a peaceful creative soul that loves to socialize. This isn't just an attempt to set himself apart from his blood, more just an odd study in contrasts.
If there was one thing Andy truly hated about what he was it would be the marks that grow darker when using his power. The marks of a prisoner. A mark that denotes crime through blood and descendants. It makes him a bit angry to think himself marked for crimes of some monster he never even met... ones that were innocent anyway according to the myths.
End of the day Andy just wants to live his life and try to do a bit of good... only he has recently become aware that his life may well last a lot longer than normal. There can be a lot of pain in the world and Andy worries about how much he can bear before being crushed under it all.
Andy's primary signs of his bloodline is his size, having always been a larger person with a bulky build. Additionally his lack of hair on his head. When using his abilities dark marks form over his skin, penal tattoos for a crime Andy himself never committed. Marks held by prisoners in Tartarus.
Andy was adopted.
His adoptive parents lived in Cartagena, South America. Life was fairly normal and his family was well off when did wonders for Andrew's education. It was a perfectly normal life until puberty hit.
When Andrew turned thirteen he started going through changes. A massive growth spurt, rather impressive muscles despite not really working out much, and all of his hair fell out save his eyebrows. That last part was probably the hardest for him. His parents worried he was sick, a glandular issue maybe. Lots of doctors looked at him but nothing seemed wrong that they could tell.
Thankfully some of the doctors were in the know and recognized early signs of a half-blood coming into his nature. They sent out feelers and got a hold of an interested party that knew something of Andrew's situation. It was presented as a private school to the Harris family, but once there the truth of the matter was made much more clear. The was a school, but Andrew was a student there in name only. He spent most his time with a group tied to a monster called the Hecatoncheires.
In addition to a legitimate education on par with the school he was supposed to be attending, the group- which called themselves the Eleventh Hand- taught Andy how to use his abilities. All in all it wasn't a bad time, though Andrew would be lying if he said it wasn't difficult. Being different, not fitting in, having the expectations of what amounted to a cult/support group on you at such a young age. It was a lot. Andrew didn't always make the best choices because of it but he muddled through best he could.
He took to travel, visiting his parents often before their passing but finding little reason to return to their old home once they had gone. Andrew loved his parents dearly, but once he had started to change he felt the rift between them like never before. The half-blood went all over the world. Sometimes he did good, sometimes he did bad, but most of the time he just tried his best. It was in little cafe in Morocco that he met Benita. The love of his life.
She saw a brute at first and saying they didn't get along was an understatement. However, Andy was smitten and pursued her. It took over a year to get a yes to a first date. But in that time he learned a lot about her and what she did, she was a social worker helping kids. Their first date honestly went... perfect. Like a movie. From their first kiss it was a whirlwind.
She pushed Andy to do better, to be better, and he soaked up all her love like a sponge. He was there for her when they learned she couldn't have kids. He was by her side when she was diagnosed with cancer. She was there through his depressions, through his struggling artist years, and she was right there by his side when they realized he hadn't really aged much in twenty years. He'd always looked older... but he'd grown into his face and now it just wasn't really changing.
When his wife passed away Andrew didn't mourn her. He celebrated her. Its what she would have wanted. However after that he was lost for several years. Roaming again. He found his way back to the Eleventh Hand... his age was starting to become a problem. He wasn't ancient or even close to some of the members. But he was also younger looking than he should be. The group saw this as a good learning lesson.
They sent out for favors from old contacts and sought to set up their wayward son with a new identy. A processes he would likely repeat many times over the years. Best to learn now...
So Andrew Philip Harris "jr." makes his way to Easthaven.
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Hecatoncheires (Growth, Mutation): Andy is the blood of one of the first giants, the hecatoncheires, and because of this he is able to manifest new arms and heads from his body. Pushing this power causes him to swell in size as well and it can be as grotesque as it is impressive.
Child of the Earth (Earth): The hecatoncheires were children of Gaia and share her blood. Andy can manipulate Earth he is in direct contact with and harden his own body as if it were stone. The farther Andy slides into his hecatoncheires form the more control he has over this ability.
Sculpt (Earth): Andy has a natural affinity for the earth. With a bit of concentration natural earth easily shifts at his touch, allowing him to reshape it like wet clay. Limited to the amount of earth he can hold in one pair of hands.
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