ANTEROS


Loyal;;Compassionate;;Beauty

Your name: Rye
How long have you been RPing? 3 years
Where/How did you find us? Proboards site

Name: Anteros
Age: Looks about 18-20
Type: God
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Title/Position: God of Requited Love and the Punisher of Scorned Love
Occupation: N/A
Nationality: N/A

Celeb you're using: Rob Pattinson
Skin: Pale
Eyes: Dark
Hair: Medium-Brown
Markings or Scars: None
Body type: Lithe, slender/well built
Clothing: Anteros does not feel inclined to be too concerned for his clothing choice, though he does tend to favor dark colors with the occasional white apparel.
Overall Description: Anteros’ appearance has adjusted to how exactly he may appear to be on the inside. His facial features suggest an intensity and subtle mysteriousness about them. His dark eyes and hair contrast sharply against his pale skin, though it still seems to flush with life. He has a quite handsome face, which is highly angular. He is accustomed to looking decent and his best most of the time, even when pertaining to a duty that involves the severe punishment of one.

Personality Description: Anteros is often depicted as being one that is more concerned for the one that is scorned, and thus has somewhat of an understanding for those who experience pain and suffering. He can read the feelings of others very well and can even feel the rejected pain as much as the sufferer, which is what causes him to avenge them. Anteros has a strong sense of justice and is willing to do something about it. Despite his serious outlook, he highly values conversation and companionship. There is always a bit of a gentleman in him, even when pertaining to his duty.

Likes:

• Seeing requited love
  
• beauty
  
• his family for the most part
  
• travel
  

Dislikes:

• disloyalty
  
• rude individuals
  
• strife
  
• stereotypes
  

Strengths:

• intelligence
  
• compassion for others
  
• iron cast loyalty
  
• a gentleman for the most part
  

Weaknesses:

• can be a bit on the violent side when avenging
  
• stubborn
  
• can have trouble deciphering whether the scorn was just or not
  
• those he cares for
  

Powers/Abilities: Controls the more emotional side of love, especially with requited love. He avenges those who have been scorned because of their love and advances.

Spouse/Lover: None
Relationship Status: Single
Family:

• Ares- .father.
  
• Aphrodite- .mother.
  
• Eros- .brother.
  
• Deimos- .brother.
  
• Harmonia- .sister.
  
• Phobos- .brother.
  
• Pothos- .brother.
  
• Himeros- .brother.
  

History:
Anteros, with Eros, was one of a host of love gods called Erotes, the ever-youthful gods of love, usually depicted as a constant presence in the company of Aphrodite or her attendant goddesses. Anteros is the son of Ares and Aphrodite . He was given to his brother Eros, who was lonely, as a playmate, the rationale being that love must be answered if it is to prosper. He is depicted as being similar to Eros in some ways, though tends to have a less mischievous and more somber view of his duty. He has been described also as armed with either a golden club or arrows of lead, which also depicts his rather serious nature.

An altar to Anteros was put up by the metics in Athens in commemoration of the spurned love of the metic Timagoras, who was rejected by the Athenian Meles. Upon hearing Timagoras' declaration of love for him, the young man mockingly ordered him to throw himself down from the top of a tall rock. Seeing Timagoras dead, Meles repented and threw himself down from the same rock. Anteros is also known to have power over the more emotional side of love rather than the sexual. He causes the lovers to experience pain when they are apart, and relief when they are together, the mirror image of the lover's feelings, counter-love.

Roleplaying Sample:
{from another rp site}
The result of the vision was exhilarating as much as the overbearingly ring of homesickness in my heart was intoxicating. As the day drew to a close, the darkness began to cloak the once vivacious beauty of the hot morning into one of coolness and of breathtaking mystery. The stars slowly blinked into the deep sky of the night as the ache for its beauty pierced my soul. The stars appeared as if windows were suddenly opened into another world, while the moon gazed its silver, luminous face upon the shadows of the earth. The ground was subtly lit with the silver light; a ghostly image. The orange light from the lampposts occasionally pierced the night with its stark contrast against the deep blue, night sky.

I reluctantly closed the blinds to the hauntingly beautiful spectacle of the night. My heart longs, as it does many other nights, for the soft splendor of the evening beauty. As always, my body feels the need for sleep, and the disappointment for my senses is overwhelming. For their need for aesthetics is like the need for water. For without water, the body dies; and without the renewal of the striking art in nature and life itself, my vibrant imagination and passion will just as likely pass away. Art in everyday life is just as gratifying and fulfilling (maybe even more so) as the art that is made by man’s hand.