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HERCULES KOSTA ( he/him ) is a THIRTY year old DEMIGOD who currently works as a PERSONAL TRAINER at UPPERCUT CLUB GYM. ( hannah , twenty-eight , she/her/hers , bst ) .
STATS.
FULL NAME : Hercules Kosta .
AGE : Thirty .
DOB : 21 June .
PRONOUNS : He/him ( male ) .
NATIONALITY : Greek / American .
SEXUALITY : Heterosexual ( open to change ) .
POWER(S) : Super strength
HEIGHT : 6'2" .
EYE COLOUR : Brown .
HAIR COLOUR : Golden brown .
PROFESSION : Personal Trainer and Co-owner of Uppercut Club Gym .
LOCATION : Evermore ( 2 bed apt ) .
FAMILY : Amphitryon Kosta ( adopted father ) , Alcmene Kosta ( adopted mother ) , siblings ( none ) , biological parents ( unknown ).
PETS : Greek shephard, Laila .
PIERCINGS/TATS : None .
SMOKING/DRUGS : Yes / no .
BIO. ( skeleton )
HERCULES should have been a hero at high school. He was tall, fit, cute ( if he could trust his mom’s word, which he unfalteringly did ). Sure, he was a little naive, but movies told him that didn’t really matter. He had HEART, and he could lift his dad’s truck up to check its suspension like it was nothing. Yet for whatever reason, a nice smile and an earnest introduction just brought him ridicule and distrust. THE THREATS NEVER CAME TO PASS — not once a punch from the strongest guy on the football team couldn’t land, and Herc remained standing as if it was a fly that pummeled into his chest. Still, his hidden power just painted him more of a freak. He was ostracized, stigmatized but, most prudently, he was CONFUSED. Why didn’t he belong here, in this world where kindness, strength and sincerity were supposed to be celebrated ? OUT IN THE REAL WORLD, it started to fall into place . His get-go attitude was appreciated ( when it benefited the other party ). His strength was admired ( when it came with a wink or win for the team ). He found that helping people helped himself and, truthfully, he didn’t mind that. In fact, he figured that's how the world should work — karma, or something akin to it. BUT HERC’S NAIVETY will forever be his Achilles' heel. He trusts too easily and, worse, he refuses to entertain the idea that believing the best in people could ever be a character flaw. He’s not all brawn and no brain, he just doesn’t want the world to CORRUPT him the way he’s seen it corrupt others. He wants to make his parents proud. He wants to make Phil and Peyton proud. And if the risk is a lifelong representation as a dumb jock, so be it. When he finds his place, everyone there will love him for who he is. THOUGH HE DOESN’T KNOW IT, Evermore is the most at home Hercules has ever felt. The people here are a little odd, just like him. He goes to the gym regularly, he helps people who need it, his parents are fed and content, and he feels inches away from … belonging? But that hope doesn’t sit alone, and a looming fear drips like a slow poison into his bloodstream. Something dark is following him, and he worries he won’t be strong enough to face it head-on.
HEADCANONS .
Hercules currently lives in a small, modest apartment, just twenty minutes driving distance from his parents, AMPHITRYON and ALCMENE. His parents were honest about the circumstances of his adoption when he was ten years old, but he’s never seen them as less than his mom and dad, and he’d lift the world for them. Still, on quiet nights he does ponder the details of his biological parents — why they let him go, and if they might explain his supernatural strength.
Though his name’s on the lease for UPPERCUT CLUB, he’s not exactly ‘business minded.’ Phil deals with pretty much everything ( and deals is exactly what he does ). Hercules is the FACE, and it’s a job not done by halves — he’s a little embarrassed, actually, to see photos of him in tight gym gear plastered all over the shop, in local magazines, and grinning nervously from the gym’s Insta stories.
Hercules has a Greek Shepherd called LAILA, named after Lailaps, the myth of a magical dog who was destined to always catch its prey. When he saw the story on the little white card at the shelter, he felt an immediate connection with her — a creature with a gift that, under the wrong influence, could easily become a curse.
Over time, he’s become very settled into routine. He blames Phil’s training regimes, mainly. He’s up at dawn, protein shake and egg on toast, 10K run with Laila, food shop for his ma and pa, PT sessions and group classes, dinner in Uppercut’s office ( meal prep from Sunday ), and home in time for some light TV. It’s almost, sort of, dare he admit it, boring ? And something inside of him yearns for an extra drip of danger in his daily life.
He’s a SOFT ROMANTIC and extremely inexperienced. Catch this boy blushing and stuttering at the mere glance from a pretty lady but, if ever the time comes, he’ll be at the door with flowers trying his damn best not to mess it up.
