Rachel's Characters! {R E V A M P E D}

Name:
Kennedy Sykes
Age:
15
Birthday:
August 12th
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Athena
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Dad, Jackson Sykes.
Jackson is fairly tall, not to mention muscular. He has pale skin, like his daughter. He has dark brown eyes, rather than blue. His hair was short and a little spiked. A black colour. He stands arond 5'9, which makes him look somewhat threatening. He is a kind, caring person though. He misses his daughter terribly.
Years in Camp:
3
Brief History:
Kennedy grew up under the loving care of her father, Jackson Sykes. Of course, she was born under the same circumstances of any other demi-god. She grew up without one parent, and was given to the person who helped making her in existance. Jackson treated Kennedy with so much care. She was perfect in his eyes. She could do no wrong. He enjoyed caring for her. Kennedy wasn't the most popular person in the world. She was kind, like her father. But in the cruel world we live in, kids decided to make fun of her for no apparant reason. Only the little things, they would ridicule her for. She managed to make a few friends along that time though. Her friends stuck out with her until she was twelve, when Kennedy became more quiet and distant. She refused to tell anyone why, even her father. What would happen, is that she would be walking from from school and all of a sudden strange creatures would attack her. Some that looked like black blage dogs from hell, some that looked like half dragon and half woman, surely, these monsters were art of her imagination. No one else saw them. She would end up running home for dear life, and lock herself in her room. Finally, one night Kennedy decided to tell her father about these strange visions she was having. With a heavy heart, Jackson told her who she was and who her mother was. Kennedy denied this at first, getting angry at her father for telling such lies. After a month, Kennedy believed him. Jackson told her about a camp, where peole like her go to be safe from monsters and learn to train and fight against them. Kennedy agreed to go almost immediately. When Kennedy walked out of that car, giving her father one last hug, and walking up to the Big House, she decided to stay all year round. Only to keep her father out of harm.
Physical Appearance:
Kennedy looks like a dark person, but really isn't. Her hair is shoulder length and has long bangs that love to fall into her eyes. Her eyes are a stunning blue, that pop against her black/dark brown hair. Her eyes also pop against her pale skin that is smooth and delicate, almost like a porcelin doll. She is around 5'4, making her about average size. Her figure is small and petite, making her very skinny. She likes to wear leather jackets and cover her arms in bracelets that are colourful.
Personality:
Kennedy, as stated before, looks like a dark person. Sometimes, it makes people seem like shes a dark person. Kennedy truly is caring and kind like her father. She cares for the little things in life, rather the big. Her heart is open to anyone who wants it or needs it. People sometimes stare at her, making her feel uneasy, afriad of being ridiculed like before. She is in-love with music. Her iPod is never seen out of her hand. She also loves fashion. The rocker fashion, ton be specific. She likes shopping at Hot Topic and stores like that. You won't regret one conversation with her, unless you make her angry. Then you might want to run.
Fatal Flaw:
She hates people easily and holds grudges quickly. She's kind of a perfectionist.
Talents:
She hates people easily because of her past, and holds grudges quickly. She's kind of a perfectionist.
Weapons:
She can come up with a (usually) fool-proof plan quickly and can always come up with an alternative plan. She carries around a pan-pipe type thing. When she plays a special tune, an owl comes to her aid.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-round.
Other:
Portrayed by some random girl off Google. :p

Name:
Rachel Biersack
Age/Birthday:
15/May 22nd
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Zeus
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Michelle Biersack(Mother)
Surprisingly, Michelle looks nothing like Rachel. Michelle stands around 5'4, making her not much shorter than Rachel. She has white skin with freckles along her cheeks. She has baby blue eyes that everyone compliment her on. She has strawberry blonde hair that doesn't go long past her shoulders. She works hard everyday at a convinience store a long way from home. One of the best mothers you could ask for.
Years in Camp:
4
Brief History:
'Rachel is a gift from the heavens.' as said by her mother. Rachel always got embarassed when her mother told this to people. Little did she know, she truly was a gift from the heavens. Not the heavens she knew about, though. The Greek heavens called Mount Olympus. Her father is no other than the famous Greek God, Zeus. Rachel was always interested in Greek mythology. She knew it was fake, but deep down she wished it was real. It was real. In her world, anyway. Her mother cared for her since birth and has loved it. She loves Rachel, her only child. They lived in a small town in Indiana, which wasn't a fairly rich town. Her mother worked constantly, after she hired a nanny when Rachel was three. Rachel doesn't remember much of her, only that she was an evil nanny. Her name was something in Greek. She remembers that Evil-Greek-Nanny would turn into a drgaon woman that would chase her around the house, trying to kill her. Rachel, the clever three year old she was, had always hid in the same spot for years where Evil-Greek-Nanny didn't bother to look until she was 8. She hid in the vents of the house. She had made a little safe house up there. She had toys, cards, board games, anything that could keep a small child enterained for hours. When the nanny decided to look up there, Rachel was chases around the house for a long time. Until she ran into a mysterious figure. Ten feet tall. 'Thank goodness the house is big.' Rachel always said. The mysterious figure handed her a plastic lightning bolt. Rachel looked at it, not knowing what to do. The figure told her the bolt had a name. Astrapí Sotíras. She said the name and it turned into a long sword. The nanny came at her and the first instinct was to swing the sword. The Nanny turned into a golden shimmer of light. She turned to thank the man, but he was gone. The sword had also turned back into a plastic lightning bolt. Her life was very off until she had hit the age of eleven. Since she had gotten Astrapí Sotíras, which she figured out later that it meant Lightning Saviour in Greek, she kept it in her back pack. One day from walking home from school, a boy that she barely talked to pulled her aside and inti the school woods. He told her that she was special. And that there was a place for special people like her. She automatically assummed that this boy was some creep until she saw a bright light over her head. She had just saw a holographic lightning bolt aabove her head. The boy dragged her along to camp, with being able to say goodbye to her mother.
Physical Appearance:
Rachel is a very brightly dressed person. She has short dark brown hair that a lot of people mistake for being black. She has golden blonde tips in some parts of her hair. The rest turns out into dark blue highlights. Her skin is naturally tanned, giving her the mexican look about her. Her eyes are about as dark hair. A dark chocolate brown. She has an average figure. People say she's more on the skinny side. She doesn't believe them. Her nails are usually painted black, giving her the metal-rock look about her.
Personality:
Rachel is a happy-go-lucky girl. She looks like a bratty person, but really isn't. She lets nothing get to her. She doesn't really care what other people think of her. If you dislike her, fine. She'll hold nothing against you. She's a great girl to be friends with. Just don't mess with her or her friends. She will get into a fight or two when needed. She is very protective of her friends, because she feels she has lost her mother suddenly and doesn't want that to happen to any of her friends. Her friends are her life. Her music is very dark sounding, which frightens people a little.
Fatal Flaw:
Trusts people too easily, which was an effect from her evil nanny. She holds grudges quickly, which she assumes that is from her father. She also tends to judge people on how they look,she doesn't know why.
Pets: None.
Talents: She can produce lighting during battle or when she's extremely angry.
Weapons: She uses a celestial bronze sword that has carvings on the blade and the handle, it was a gift from her father. It looks like a plastic lightning bolt that could cause no harm. The name is Astrapí Sotíras, Lightning Saviour in Greek.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round.
Other:Portrayed by me!

Name:
Melody Starr
Age/Birthday:
16/December 21st
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Aphrodite
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Emmanuel Starr (Father)
Emmanuel is your normal stuck up rich man. His hair is shaved and grey, with a small patch of hair under his bottom lip. He's always seen is fancy suits and a briefcase. He's not very nice at all. More of a mean man. He is just a bad-attituded man who no one really wants to be around
Years in Camp:
5
Brief History:
Melody grew up pretty roughly. Her father was always hard on her, wanting her to be "perfect", like he was. He expected great things from her, Melody could produce most if it. But not all. And she would get punished for it. Some punishments would just be sending her to her room. Other were making her clean the whole house until it was literally spotless. The house was a four-story mansion, so it would take hours to clean. And Melody was only four when she got these punishments. But when Melody was a great daughter, which was most tof the time, she got everything she wanted. She was a spoiled bratty girl. Even though her father was rough on her sometimes, he still loved her. He treated her like a princess. Melody was a truly beautiful girl, and Emmanuel would be jealous of that sometimes. The expericence the knocked Melody's life far of course was an encounter with a large hell hound in 5th grade recess. Melody was hanging out with a group of boys, talking to them all. Nautrally, she was getting her little kid flirt on. She was extremely spoiled and was mean to all the other little girls who were less fourtunate than her. When Melody was talking to those group of boys, she saw a huge black misty dog with glowing red eyes running toward her. The boys didn't see, neither did the other childrean all together. She walked toward it, curious. But the she started running away from it. So did the other children when they heard a huge thing of thunder, which was a bark from the hellhound. Melody shouted at it, trying to get it to go away. She threw a stick at it, which made the hound angrier. Then a pink bow and arrow appeared out of nowhere. She picked those up and shout the hellhound straight in the chest. It dissolved immediately. She has kept the pink archer bow since then. When she got home that night, she told her father immediately. Her father packed up her things and dropped her off at camp. He didn't want his "freak" daughter to ruin his rich life. Melody felt betrayed for years. She became less spoiled and more about other, trying to forgive her past.
Physical Appearance:
Melody looks like your normal pretty girl. Long curly brown hair that goes past her shoulders. Her skin is white and smooth. Her eyes are an emerald green that sparkle when people daze into them. Her eyes are slightly bigger than almond shaped, which are covered in a lot of eyeliner. She has an average figure, which she absolutley loves. She likes to wear white and pink a lot. She always looks like she's not on earth, so her look is always a dazed one.
Personality:
Melody is a very bubbly, outgoing person. But, there are times that she will become completely conceited and spoiled. But besides her being that, she is a great person to be-friend. Her aura is fully of happiness and joy. But when a boy walks by that she thinks is cute, say goodbye to that aura. It becomes lovey and all that jazz. She always shows off in front of boys. Or if she sees a boy and a girl talking, she'll instantly try and hook them up. That's Melody.
Fatal Flaw:
She doesn't trust anyone because of her father dropping her off suddenly at camp. She thinks she's better than everyone else at times, an effect from being spoiled.
Pets:
None.
Talents:
With a snap of her fingers, she can make someone act all lovey. She makes it stop with a second snap of her fingers.
Weapons:
She uses a pink bow and white arrows that are stored in a pink quiver. She's a very good archer.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-Round.
Other:
Portrayed by a random girl from Google.

Name:
Paisley Mallard
Age/Birthday:
17/June 23rd
Gender:
Female
God Parent:
Philophrosyne; The spirit of welcome, friendliness, and kindness.
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Father, Jeffrey Mallard. Step-mother, Gloria Mallard.
Jeffrey is a very handsome looking man. He has dark brown hair that is messy looking, but not long. He has slightly tanned skin and green eyes that people love. He's a little muscular and stands around 5'8. He looks like a frightening man, but is really rather kind. He would do anything to keep Paisley out of harm. He cares for her dearly.
Gloria is beautiful. Long blonde hair that doesn't pass her shoulders. It's usually put in a long braid with few pieces of hair sticking out. Her skin is slightly tanned as well, making her soft blue eyes pop. She is very petite and stands around 5'5. She is very hippie like. Laid back and fun to be around. Everyone loved Gloria. And Gloria loves Paisley like her own.
Years in Camp:
3
Brief History:
Paisley grew up in a happy, loving home. When she was three, her father Jeffrey married a wonderful woman named Gloria. Gloria treated Paisley with a lot of love, as did Jeffrey. Yound Paisley was nice to everyone. Even complete strangers. A shy 'Hello' would escape her lips. Her life was almost like a fairy tale, until Gloria got sick. She was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer when Paisley was 11. Paisley would do little things for her. Like help her clean the house, do some dishes, organize things, whatever could help Gloria work less. Gloria's cancer slowly withered away, and no longer was sick. Paisley had lots of friends at school, from how kind she was. She did all of her homework, and did almost everything she was told. Lot's of people loved Paisley. She was the girl you could talk to all day long. In her sophomore year, she discovered she was different. It was football homecoming and everyone was pumped up. Even Paisley. Everyone was decked out in school colors. Everyone had school spirit. Sadly, the other team won the game. As she began to walk home, she was followed by three of the football players from the other team. She began to walk faster, as did they. She started running then, afraid of what they'd do. They had caught her and they turned into the Furies. Di Immortales. She was shocked, knowing that these were fictional monsters from greek mythology. She managed to get up and run a little more ways from them. She found a paint brush in her pocket from art class and threw it at them. In mid throw, it turned into a sword that sliced through all three Furies. Paisley was even more confused about this, picked up her paint brush sword thing and ran home. She told her parents, and they told Paisley who she really was. She took it well, and went up to her room and packed some of her stuff and left home, wanting to keep her parents out of danger.
Physical Appearance:
Paisley is a rather stunning girl. She's not that tall, around 5'4, but size doesn't really matter to her. She has a nicely shaped figure. Her face is nice and smooth, with stunning green eyes to go with her shoulder length black hair. Her bangs end right above her eyes, so her eyes are easily seen. Her figure is somewhat similar to an hourglass, and she prefers it that way. As she would say, she prefers average than anorexic. She definitely turns some heads when she walks around camp.
Personality:
Paisley is one girl you'll never forget. She gets along with just about anyone and is the girl to talk to about anything. She is the kindest person you'll run into. She can crack a joke on just about any subject and break the tension. She's one of those people that you need around to have a good time. She's one of the girls that people love to be around. Paisley is also very artistic. Her passion is in the arts, where she's best at. She's a great artist and wants to stick with that carrer for the rest of her life. When it comes to her or her art, nothing could make her happier.
Fatal Flaw:
She has a short temper on certain subjects, she when she gets angry anough, she'll snap.
Pets:
None
Talents:
Paisley is a talented artist. Even though she'd rather not battle, she is a good battle stratigest.
Weapons:
She carries around a paint brush in her pocket, with turns into a sword.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-Round
Other:
Portrayed by Angel.

Name:
Kellin Harris
Age/Birthday:
18/April 24th
Gender:
Male
God Parent:
Harmonia; Goddess of Harmony
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Unknown
Years in Camp:

18
Brief History:
Kellin doesn't have that big of a background. He's been in camp ever since he was taken home from the hospital. When he was old enough and figured out the truth, he didn't want to talk to anyone, feeling unwanted and alone. As he grew, he gave people a chance. He made a lot of friends and became one of the most loved people in camp. They all accepted him, like he was family. At first, this scared him because he didn't have a family. But he learned to grow with it. He loves everyone at camp and welcomes new comers like family. It took him a long time to get claimed, because no one really knew his parent could be. Kellin was about 14 years old when he was claimed. He was walking through the forest, trying to encounter some monsters to train, although he hates fighting. Chiron told him to train to become stronger, in case of battle. He encountered a Hydra. He groaned andgot out his sword and went to got fight it. Unfourtunately, he was quickly knocked out. He woke up a few days later in the infirmary and saw people crowded around him. He looked up and saw a light disappearing. He was claimed as the son of Harmonia.
Physical Appearance:
Kellin is a scrawny looking person. He stands around 5'7 with a little muscle, but not a lot. His hair is black and wavy-ish that doesn't go past his chin. His skin is white a smooth, with baby blue eyes that people compliment him on all the time. He wears a couple bracelets and has a few tattoos. He is never seen with out his favourite hat and his guitar. He loves making music with random people. More on the improv side, although.
Personality:
Kellin is a very fun person. He'll try anything new. He does act like a kid sometimes, but usually that's what people love most about him. He's extremely kind and will have your back for anything and everything. But most of the time, he is drama free because he is so harmonious. He's not big on fighting, but will have to if needed. He is like a big brother to everyone, for how long he's been at camp. He knows just about everyone and how they are. Most people he's met are friends with him, but that also can easily change in Kellin's book.
Fatal Flaw:
Trusts too easily, because he sees the good in everyone, not the bad.
Pets:
None
Talents:
He can sing, play guitar, and make people around him in a great mood.
Weapons:
He keeps a celestial bronze dagger in his belt loop, he'd rather not fight.
Year-Round or Summer: Year-Round
Other:
Portrayed by Kellin Quinn.

Name:
Zane Davis
Age/Birthday:
19/ September 1st
Gender:
Male
God Parent:
Hermes
Claimed:
Yes
Mortal Family:
Mom, Jamie Padilla.
Jamie was a short lady, but very kind. Her hair was a reddish-brown that was always in a bun. She had light skin with a little bit of freckles across her cheeks. She wore old dresses and dresses like she's still in the sixties. It's how Zane is so laid back.
Years in Camp:
4
Brief History:
Zane grew up with his mom, Jamie. Jamie was Zane's best friend. He didn't have a lot of friends in school, because he caused so much havoc. Zane wasn't ridiculed to his face, it was behind his back. But Zane didn't care. He learned from his mother to not care what othe people think and be care-free. Jamie came from the sixties, so she's also laid back. Zane loves his mother dearly, growing up to be a man version of his mom. School life was rough, considering his ADHD and dyslexia, he couldn't stay still or complete much of his work. He always had bad grades. Zane had a few friends, he liked to argue though. His life was hard, because his mother had very little money. Zane loved her just the same though. When he hit around 6th grade, monsters started to come around. Since he had no weapons whatsoever, he would just run around the town until he had lost the monsters. He was only able to do that because he was a track star. That went on for years until he hit his freshman year in high school. A big monster came along to try and attack him. It was a rather large hellhound. Zane had no idea what to do. No weapon or anything. He decided to run like he usually did, and ran into the forest. He ran out of breath over about a half hour of running. The hellhound was still there. He found a sharp rock on the ground that was shaped like a dagger, he picked it up and stabbed it into the hellhounds foot. The rock turned into a dagger without Zane noticing. Zane attacked again until the hound was dead. He ran home to tell his mother and she explained who he was and begged him to go to camp, where he would be safe. He refused to leave his mother. She sighed and let him stay. After months went by, the monsters grew bigger and more dangerous. They came to his house once and nearly killed his mother. After that horrid expericence, Zane packed up his thing, left a note and ran away to camp. To keep his mother out of harm's way.
Physical Appearance:
Zane is a very laid-back hippie looking person. He always wears a tan hat that is presumebly made of straw. His hair is reddish brown and doesn;t go past his chin. His skin white with light freckles above his cheeks. He stands around 5'8, making him somewhat tall. He has that classic mischevious smile on his face twenty-four seven. He is never seen with shoes on, for he believes shoes are taking over the world.
Personality:
Zane definitely classifies for Hermes. That michevious look about him that some how attracts girls. He is very hippie like and is for the "green earth" campaign. Some people think why he's even a Hermes child when he mostly acts like a Demeter child. He does like to trick other people and deliver bad news. He sometimes steals from the camp store just for fun. Though he is a huge trouble maker, he's very laid-back.
Fatal Flaw:
He tends to steal a lot from the camp store. Can't blame the Hermes child. He tends to judge people on how they look, because he grew up in such a stero-typical place.
Pets:
None.
Talents:
He is talented at the guitar and harmonica. He can run fast for over an half hour without taking a break. He is super sneaky.
Weapons:
He uses a bow and arrow, and celestial bronze sword. He has no idea why he has them, he's a terrible fighter.
Year-Round or Summer:
Year-round.
Other:
Portrayed by Christofer Drew.

Character: Grover Underwood
Physical Apperance: Grover is a satyr that is a little scrawny. His skin is pale, with a little bit of acne on his face. His hair is very curly that is red. He has a wispy beard. His hair hides the horns on his head, but wears a rasta-style cap just to make sure they are covered. I can't really describe much below the waist. He's a satyr mind you, half goat. He has hooves that he hides by stuffing styrofoam in his shoes, then putting them on.
Personailty: Grover, in my opinon, is quite an awkward type of person. He's quite skiddish, and gets nervous or paranoid rather quickly. But when it comes to his best friend, Percy Jackson, he would stand by his side, even if he knew he was going to die for it. Grover is very loyal to his friends, which a reason why I admire him. Grover is very aware when monsters are around. He can sniff them out. He's also cautious, when it comes to danger.
Sample Roleplay:
I walked up to the big house to see Mr. D. I think I'm in trouble. I tried my best escorting Percy here... If only I was braver.. I could of brought Percy here safely and saved his mother. But I was unconcious most of the time. That lightning stike hit us pretty bad. All I remember was asking for food.. Enchiladas would have been nice.. I stood in front of Mr. D. He did not seem happy at all. "Uh..H-Hello Mr. D.." I stammered. I knew this was going to be one long lecture or conversation. Oh Gods, what would the council say? I'm really in for it this time..

Name:
Noelle Clarice Liddell

Age/Birthday:
16/December 15th

Gender:
Female

God Parent:
Khione

Claimed:
Yes

Mortal Family:
Cameron Liddell, Older brother
Cameron has dark brown hair that doesn't go past his chin. His skin is pale looking, with stormy grey eyes. He is a little muscular, standing at around 5'11. He is skin and bones, most people say. Cameron is kind of a jerk at times, but would go to the ends of the world for his sister, knowing that she is in danger everyday.

Years in Camp:
2

Brief History:
Noelle grew up with her older brother, Cameron, who is in his late twenties. He's been raising her since birth, since their father died while working at a construction site. Camreon has done his best to raise her, not knowing much himself. He let his brotherly instincts take over. Noëlle grew up to be a kind hearted person, helping out anyone who needed it. She had a favourite doll named Nixie, that she carried everywhere until she was 13. She felt like Nixie was her only friend, because it was difficult for her to make friends, just because people were afraid to be around her. There was nothing bad about her, nothing that stood out, they just decided to be mean. Noelle was considered an outcast quickly. She held Nixie close to her, and lived life. She began to make friends after 8th grade, seeing that she had turned into a lovely, mature, kind girl. Boys became attracted to her, but she wasn't attracted to them. She got a lot of friends, and made close ones. She lost those friends once more when she began to show signs of powers. Sometimes it began to snow around her, other times an arctic wind blew around her. It began to scare her friends off, one by one. She soon became an outcast again, where everybody gossiped about her. She was very close to self harm when Cameron stopped her. Cameron kept her sane for a while. Then Cameron sent her to Camp, hoping she would make friends. For a while, she didn't. But then she became claimed, and made a couple friends from her cabin. She became happy, for once in her life. And she still remains happy.

Physical Apperance:
She stands around 5'6, with a skinny structure. Her hair is sandy brown and goes down past her shoulders. Her eyes are a light brown, around the sam colour as her hair. Her eye lashes are a little long, making her eyes looking wider than they are. Her skin is paleish and smooth. She likes wearing warm fur coats, and hair accessories. She has a smile to die for. She is absolutely stunning.

Personality:
Noelle is a very kind and quiet person. She expresses her quietness by her art. She draws, takes photos, makes sculptures, paintings, collages, anything artistc you can think of. She gives out a helping hand when needed, to anyone. She doesn't discriminate, she embraces the people around her. She isn't very loud. Around new people she's kind of shy, but becomes more herself afterwards.

Fatal Flaw:
She can only see the good in people, not the bad. She trusts people too easily.

Pets:
An arctic rabbit named Snowflake.

Talents:
She can make snow fall around her. She can make gusts of arctic wind.

Weapons:
She has a dagger, in case she'd have to fight.

Other:
Photo found by Angel.

Name:
Callie Mirren Lawilet
Age/Birthday:
17; Feburary 24th
Gender:
Female.
God Parent:
Maniae; Goddess of madness, insanity and frenzy.
Claimed:
Yes.
Mortal Family:
Abhram Lawilet (Father); Abhram Lawilet was, well, a failure of a father. He didn't clothe her, feed her, the basic parenting stuff. He could care less about his daughter. She was a 'freak'. He just let her go mad until she left for camp.
Years in Camp:
First year.
Brief History:
Callie grew up with her father, Abhram Lawilet. She was pretty much neglected. She had some friends in school, but not much. Freshman year of high school, she lost them all. It was because of her God parent. Maniae, Goddess of madness, insanity, and frenzy. Sometimes, when she was really angry or out of nowhere, she would get really pyschotic and insane. If it got bad enough, she would go as far as murder to get someone out of her hair. Quite a few things trigger her madness. Someone making her extremely angry, bringing up a sensitive topic, not agreeing with her, making her upset, and out of the blue. For a very long period of time, she had no idea what had caused this. She did some research on it, and found Maniae's background on Wikipedia. She was shocked at the result. She asked her Dad about it and he had no problem revealing who she really was to her. She was in denial. She got angry at her father. Very angry. She began yelling at him and acting insane. She started pulling at her own hair, and then he called her 'crazy'. That set her off the edge. She knew she wanted him gone for good. She hated her father as it is, but what he called her was too far, especially since she really had no control over it. She stomped up to her room, and waited. Waited for nightfall. That was when she would make her final move. When the clock struck midnight, she crept to the kitchen, pulled out a knife, and went to her father's room. He was awake, watching tv. She snuck behind him, and stabbed the knife into his neck. From there, her rage took over and her vision went blurry. When she had calmed down, she gained control and saw what she had done. She had murdered her father. She gasped, quickly packed her stuff and ran, taking the knife with her. She dropped the knife somewhere along the way, but she knew she wouldn't need it. That was her first and only murder. After all, her rage took over her, she didn't mean to kill him. No, that wasn't her. When she first walked into camp, her clother were covered un blood and torn. They figured she was attacked along the way. She went with that story. She never speaks about her past. She doesn't want anyone do know the horrible thing she had done. But, she still is mentally unstable. She hasn't had an outburst since camp. But, who knows? Maybe someone or something might change that...
Physical Appearance:
Callie has long, wavy wisps of black hair. It gets in her face sometimes, making her look dark and mysterious. Her eyes are a light colour of sea green, making her eyes look extremely innocent when you glance at them. But, if you stare at her eyes long enough, you can see a little spark of madness in them. Her skin is pale and smooth. She stands around 5'6, average sized.
Personality:
Callie usually keeps to herself, away from people. She does this so no one has to see her dark side. Callie, normally, is a fun, nice, loving, care-free girl. She loved to do what normal teenagers do. Shop, hang out with friends, text, the usual stuff. This was, of course, her insanity kicked in. When she's unstable, she's mean, crude, violent, and pyschotic. Her madness has gone far enough to murder, but she has promised herself from that. Which is why, she keeps to herself.
Fatal Flaw: When blinded by anger, she might turn to muder. But, alas, this has only happened once. She's also a wee bit short tempered.
Pets:
None.
Talents:
None; at the moment.
Weapons:
She prefers a dagger, because it reminds her of a knife. But she uses a cleaver.

Cleaver:

Year-Round or Summer:
Year round.
Other:
Picture found on Deviantart; Character inspired by Higurashi no Naku Koro ni.

Name:
Zelda Marylin Owens
Age:
Frozen at 16. Actual age is 18.
Birthday:
July 4th.
Gender:
Female, obviously.
Godly Parent:
Phantasos; God of dreams of fantasy.
Claimed:
Yes.
Mortal Family:
Kaitlynn Jane Owens- Her mother was a care-free woman. She led with her heart, doing what she felt was best for Zelda. She loved Zelda with her whole being, and even gave up her own life, to keep Zelda safe from harm.
Years in Hunters:
Third year.
Group:
Warriors.
Brief History:
Zelda grew up with her amazing mother, Kaitlynn. They did just about everything together. Zelda grew up care-free, like her mother. She was happy with her life. Then she began to closely resemble the description of an elf. Her mother noticed, and she quickly drove her to camp, only to meet her demise. She carried her daughter to the gate, only at a young 7 years old. She helped her daughter walk inside the camp borders, and then was quickly snatched up by a hellhound. Zelda stood and watched, crying. She was horrified, but she didn't want to look away. She walked sadly into camp, knowing the only family she had was gone for good. She was taken in quickly, making friends left and right. She grew up to be just like her mother. She was wild and careless. When she turned sixteen, she knew she didn't want to be married, and knew she wanted to do something great in her life. So, on the morning of her sixteenth birthday, she walked in to Artemis's cabin and repeated the sacred oath;

I pledge myself to the Goddess Artemis
I turn my back on the company of men,
Accept eternal maidenhood,
And join the Hunt.

After those words were repeated, she gained immortality and became a Warrior. She's very happy with her life now, knowing she's doing something she loves.
Physical Appearance:
Zelda, being the daughter of the God of Fantasy, she has taken some very 'elfish' like features. Her ears are pointed at the tips (I know it's not in the picture, but let's just pretend~), and her eyes are a deep brown-green. Her eyelashes are long, which makes no need for mascara. Her hair is long and pink, besides her bangs, they're yellow. Surprisingly, this is her natural hair colour. She's not very tall, only around 5'4. Her style is very olden-aged, she likes to wear long, white, flowy dresses. Her neclace was given to her by her mother, she never takes it off.
Personality:
Zelda is very care-free and laid back. She doesn't harm anyone or anything, unless it's for her Lady Artemis. She's a very dedicated person at heart and spirit. She's a very trusting person, which is also one of her fatal flaws. She's pretty much almost unable to say no to anything. But she can keep friends and secrets. She loves life and tries to live it to the fullest, since she has a long life ahead of her.
Likes:
Reading, being lazy, having fun, fighting for Artemis, helping other people.
Dislikes:
Her enemies, not being able to do anything, being too nice for her own sake, not being able to concentrate fully.
Talents:
She's a very good archer, believe it or not. She can play the ocarina fairly well, and she can also make extra arrows out of sticks and rocks.
Weapons:
A silver archer's bow and a silver quiver full of arrows, given to her by Lady Atremis.
Other:
Play-by is Leda Muir.