Name: Jessica Clouds
Age: 16
Gender: female
Eyes: silver
Hair: short, and silver
Height: 5 foot 6
Body Type: slim, fit
Skin Color: Pale
God Parent: Aeolus
Mortal Parent: Rebecca Clouds
Country of Origin: Canada
Pets: n/a
Talents: none
Weapon**: A 3 foot celestial bronze sword.
Flaws: She's arrogant, snarks, and sarcastic, not to mention slowly dying
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): She can't touch the ground with her feet. SHe walks like 3 inches above the ground. She could also control the winds for a half hour at a time. More like small winds 5-10 mph: 30 minutes. Medium winds 11-15 mph: 20 minutes Strong winds 16-20 mph: 10 minutes. She can walk on air for 2 hours a day, with a maximum of three times a day. The winds only happen once a day, if she is fully rested and takes the right amount of medicine.
Life Before CHB*: She was born to a great mother who cared for her very much. Two years ago, her mother had told her that when she reached the age age of 14, she would have to take this silvery powder medicine because she was slowly dying. Jessie didn't understand, until her mother explained to her who her father was. SHe had had black hair and green eyes at the time. She started to have these fits of coughing at which she would cough up blood if she did not take the medicine. The memdicne had slowed down her process of dying, but didn't stop it.
RP Example*: I floated around camp, trying to meet new people. I saw a boy walking, looking left and right. His eyes were completely black, and his expression was that off worry. I floated over to him, and looked him in the eyes. "Whoa!" HE said jumping. "Your eyes are silver!" He cried. "And yours are completely black." I said, cocking my head to the side. "We're both odd." He shook his head. "Like you wouldn't believe." I smiled. "Try me?" He frowned. "I don't have the feeling of love." He said. I smiled. "That's not so bad. At least you aren't dying." The boy blinked. "You- You're dying?" I'm sorry." I looked at him with a silver twinkle in my eyes. "DOn't say sorry, say you'll fight with me."
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Age: 16
Gender: female
Eyes: silver
Hair: short, and silver
Height: 5 foot 6
Body Type: slim, fit
Skin Color: Pale
God Parent: Aeolus
Mortal Parent: Rebecca Clouds
Country of Origin: Canada
Pets: n/a
Talents: none
Weapon**: A 3 foot celestial bronze sword.
Flaws: She's arrogant, snarks, and sarcastic, not to mention slowly dying
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): She can't touch the ground with her feet. SHe walks like 3 inches above the ground. She could also control the winds for a half hour at a time. More like small winds 5-10 mph: 30 minutes. Medium winds 11-15 mph: 20 minutes Strong winds 16-20 mph: 10 minutes. She can walk on air for 2 hours a day, with a maximum of three times a day. The winds only happen once a day, if she is fully rested and takes the right amount of medicine.
Life Before CHB*: She was born to a great mother who cared for her very much. Two years ago, her mother had told her that when she reached the age age of 14, she would have to take this silvery powder medicine because she was slowly dying. Jessie didn't understand, until her mother explained to her who her father was. SHe had had black hair and green eyes at the time. She started to have these fits of coughing at which she would cough up blood if she did not take the medicine. The memdicne had slowed down her process of dying, but didn't stop it.
RP Example*: I floated around camp, trying to meet new people. I saw a boy walking, looking left and right. His eyes were completely black, and his expression was that off worry. I floated over to him, and looked him in the eyes. "Whoa!" HE said jumping. "Your eyes are silver!" He cried. "And yours are completely black." I said, cocking my head to the side. "We're both odd." He shook his head. "Like you wouldn't believe." I smiled. "Try me?" He frowned. "I don't have the feeling of love." He said. I smiled. "That's not so bad. At least you aren't dying." The boy blinked. "You- You're dying?" I'm sorry." I looked at him with a silver twinkle in my eyes. "DOn't say sorry, say you'll fight with me."
Any notes about your characters: nope
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