Name: Jane "Little" Laatikainen
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark brown neck length hair dyed purple.
Height: 6 foot 4
Mortal Parent: Isabella Laatikainen
Body Type: Athletic
Skin Color: Tanned
God Parent: Briareus
Country of Origin: Finland
Pets: None
Talents: Great with a hand axe and throwing axes, good with boats, half decent with the harmonica
Weapon: Celestial Bronze Hand Axe. The axe is 15 inches long and the blade is 4 inches.
Personality: Jane's mind set being one of apparent recklessness and insane bravado, paradoxically mixed with constant vigilance and almost paranoid caution. This rather massive contradiction can be explained when attack Jane bravely leads the assault regardless, following the maxim of "Always attack". When not threaten she seems restless, uncertain of where to sit or rest, waiting for the next threat. She finds life to be difficult when she is not kept fully occupied, leading her to find danger, or spend as much time as possible with boats. She is aggressive, moody and prone to picking fights with the other Campers, leading her to have only a few friends. She has a strong contempt for death particularly enjoying punching people who get on her bad side in the nose. She is confident and rather sarcastic with a strong sense of loyalty to her friends and those who fight along side her, or have fought by her side in the past.
Flaws: Aggressive, moody, reckless, has a habit of picking fights with the other Campers and often looks for trouble.
Powers: NA
Life Before Camp: Jane was born in Helsinki but she remember very little of it as her mother with Jane moved to Canada, though not to any particular place her mother wanted privacy so that she could write her books in peace. The nice bungalow in the beautiful countryside of Canada, as a result Jane was sent to a private school. Of course this did not end well with Lindsey ending up in a different school every year because she got into numerous fights.
By the time she was eleven she had managed to go through seven schools, mostly because she got into so many different fights. Jane only really made one true friend while at school, a boy named Rusis, she met him at her last school. The name of which she did not really care to remember nor did she try to.
After she got kicked out of her final school, her mother well threw in the towel in trying to send Jane to school, that was when her friend Rusis suggested Camp Half-Blood. Seeing that she didn't really have much choice left as Jane was rapidly getting kicked out of every single school that she was sent. She dropped the pair off at Camp Half-Blood when she was eleven. She has been there ever since, making a name for herself as a good fighter and someone who was great with boats. Jane keeps in touch with her mother by occasional letters but hasn't left camp to see her. Rusis, as it turns out was a Satyr, much to her surprise but it didn't really change much in their friendship.
As for how Jane got her nickname "Little" when she first came to Camp Half-Blood she was very small and someone with a cruel sense of humour started calling her "Little". The nickname stuck. Yet she grew to be really tall, 6 foot 4 to be exact, her nickname refused to vanish however, even though she now happened to be rather tall now.
RP Example: Jane heard the thump of the Demigod as she flipped over her shoulder impacted on the wooden decking. Yet she did not have time to savour the defeat of one of her opponents, as another grabbed her from behind, aiming to wrap their arm around her neck. Tucking her chin close to the neck she prevented herself from being choked. With her opponent on her right hand side with their right hand army around her, she brought her left arm up turning her hand into a hook, pulled down knocking the arm from around her neck. She brought her right arm down so that the palm hit the other Demigod in the groin, bringing his head forward, her elbow snapped up hitting him in the chin. The guy crumpled down as Jane stepped forward, scanning for fresh targets. None of the other Demigods on the boat seemed to wish to fight her. "Carry on then" She said stepping off of the boat and onto the wooden decking of the dock leaving two battered Half-bloods in her wake.
Any notes about your characters: NA
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark brown neck length hair dyed purple.
Height: 6 foot 4
Mortal Parent: Isabella Laatikainen
Body Type: Athletic
Skin Color: Tanned
God Parent: Briareus
Country of Origin: Finland
Pets: None
Talents: Great with a hand axe and throwing axes, good with boats, half decent with the harmonica
Weapon: Celestial Bronze Hand Axe. The axe is 15 inches long and the blade is 4 inches.
Personality: Jane's mind set being one of apparent recklessness and insane bravado, paradoxically mixed with constant vigilance and almost paranoid caution. This rather massive contradiction can be explained when attack Jane bravely leads the assault regardless, following the maxim of "Always attack". When not threaten she seems restless, uncertain of where to sit or rest, waiting for the next threat. She finds life to be difficult when she is not kept fully occupied, leading her to find danger, or spend as much time as possible with boats. She is aggressive, moody and prone to picking fights with the other Campers, leading her to have only a few friends. She has a strong contempt for death particularly enjoying punching people who get on her bad side in the nose. She is confident and rather sarcastic with a strong sense of loyalty to her friends and those who fight along side her, or have fought by her side in the past.
Flaws: Aggressive, moody, reckless, has a habit of picking fights with the other Campers and often looks for trouble.
Powers: NA
Life Before Camp: Jane was born in Helsinki but she remember very little of it as her mother with Jane moved to Canada, though not to any particular place her mother wanted privacy so that she could write her books in peace. The nice bungalow in the beautiful countryside of Canada, as a result Jane was sent to a private school. Of course this did not end well with Lindsey ending up in a different school every year because she got into numerous fights.
By the time she was eleven she had managed to go through seven schools, mostly because she got into so many different fights. Jane only really made one true friend while at school, a boy named Rusis, she met him at her last school. The name of which she did not really care to remember nor did she try to.
After she got kicked out of her final school, her mother well threw in the towel in trying to send Jane to school, that was when her friend Rusis suggested Camp Half-Blood. Seeing that she didn't really have much choice left as Jane was rapidly getting kicked out of every single school that she was sent. She dropped the pair off at Camp Half-Blood when she was eleven. She has been there ever since, making a name for herself as a good fighter and someone who was great with boats. Jane keeps in touch with her mother by occasional letters but hasn't left camp to see her. Rusis, as it turns out was a Satyr, much to her surprise but it didn't really change much in their friendship.
As for how Jane got her nickname "Little" when she first came to Camp Half-Blood she was very small and someone with a cruel sense of humour started calling her "Little". The nickname stuck. Yet she grew to be really tall, 6 foot 4 to be exact, her nickname refused to vanish however, even though she now happened to be rather tall now.
RP Example: Jane heard the thump of the Demigod as she flipped over her shoulder impacted on the wooden decking. Yet she did not have time to savour the defeat of one of her opponents, as another grabbed her from behind, aiming to wrap their arm around her neck. Tucking her chin close to the neck she prevented herself from being choked. With her opponent on her right hand side with their right hand army around her, she brought her left arm up turning her hand into a hook, pulled down knocking the arm from around her neck. She brought her right arm down so that the palm hit the other Demigod in the groin, bringing his head forward, her elbow snapped up hitting him in the chin. The guy crumpled down as Jane stepped forward, scanning for fresh targets. None of the other Demigods on the boat seemed to wish to fight her. "Carry on then" She said stepping off of the boat and onto the wooden decking of the dock leaving two battered Half-bloods in her wake.
Any notes about your characters: NA
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