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Name: Regan Walsh
Age: 18
Gender: female
Eyes: brown
Hair: brown, long, straight
Height: 5’1”
Body Type: Thin
Skin Color: tan-ish
God Parent: Apollo (but his roman variation. For some reason both versions have the same name)
Mortal Parent: Lisa Walsh. She met apollo at some beach side bar in Newport Beach. She works at one of the hotels there.
Country of Origin: Newport Beach, California, USA
Pets: none
Talents: surfing, swimming, avoiding people
Weapon**: a set of four imperial gold throwing knives. Each knife is about six inches long and double edged. Could be used for close range, but she tries to keep her distance when fighting.
Personality: Regan is the definition of a flower child. She seems very calm and half out of it most of the time. She’s not much of a talker. But she tries to get people to love each other and experience life and stuff. But then you put her in battle and she gets brutal but that’s beside the point. She’s the type of person to just internalize stuff it’s what she does. There are very few moments in her life where she’ll put her foot down.
Flaws: doesn’t stand up for herself, internalizes issues , can't prioritize
Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): none
Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): none.
Life Before Camp*: Lisa never talked about Apollo, which led 6 year old Regan to believe that she was born through immaculate conception and that she was the next jesus or something. Lisa didn’t talk to Regan about a lot of things. She performed the minimum basics and left Regan to figure the rest out. Lisa seemed to regret having Regan and saw her more as a burden than a child. Still, for reasons unbeknownst to Regan, she stuck around.  As Regan got older, Lisa became more overt about her regrets. She would call Regan names, or say she was selfish or useless. When she was 12, something clicked in Regan’s mind that this wasn’t what most parents did to their children. Still, she was afraid to tell anyone, for fear that they wouldn’t believe her. After all, it was only her word against a grown up’s. The small thought in the back of her head that told her to run away was not far from her mind. Over the next year it grew into a plan. One night she packed her bags, although she only supplies took enough to cover her for about a day. She didn’t know where she was going. When she snuck out at night she only had to travel a block before she encountered a pack of wolves. Lupa took her in and she passed the test. Before she was 14, she was at Camp Jupiter.
RP Example*: nah
Any notes about your characters: fc is Caitlin Stasey