Name: Megan Meyers
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Eyes: dark brown almost black
Hair: dark brown like ebony wood
Height: 5’6
Body Type: Slender with long legs
Skin Color: lightly tanned
God Parent: Dionysus
Mortal Parent: Sherry Meyers a show girl from Vegas that loved drinking and partying
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: small Bengal kitten
Talents: making money through weird jobs, negotiating, speed reading, talking with random people, making tasty drinks, drinking a lot without getting a really bad hangover
Weapon**: Celestial bronze knife that changes into necklace
Personality:
Megan usually doesn’t care that much about what other people think or feel. She is usually brutally honest and yet when she really tries she can be nice. Megan is dyslexic and yet can still read very fast. But she doesn’t usually use her reading ability and much prefers to have fun and be crazy. When faced with any sort of conflict she resorts to violence almost always last. She prefers to talk her way out of things (mostly responsibilities). Megan also loves to party all the time. She would have a non-stop party if she could. She enjoys the rush and fun of a giant crazy dance. Yet a chaotic mob would suit the same thrill. Overall Megan doesn’t really have any life goals at the moment. She had wanted to go to college before but kind of gave up on it. Now she is just living in the moment and riding the coat tails of camp.
Flaws: is sometimes careless with important things, doesn’t always care about others feelings or thoughts, not strong with any weapons besides her knife, is not good at math at all
Life Before Camp*:
Megan was born in Las Vegas and lived with her mother who was a show girl in a casino. When she was little she had many late nights waiting for her mom to get home and put her to bed. Then when she was older (about 11) she also helped at a restaurant attached to the casino after school. Her uncle owned it and his kids helped out too. She would wipe down tables, wash dishes and sometimes man the cash register. At school she had okay grades but spent most of her time socializing. She had a big squad of friends that all were similar minded when it came to parties. There were a lot of parties and events that she went to. Since there were usually a lot of teenagers there were also a lot of under age drinking. Megan didn’t mind and found out she could actually hold a lot of alcohol better then most of her older comrades. This stayed a little secret to her hoping her mom wouldn’t find out her interesting talent. Then when she was about 15 a new guy came in and started coming everyday. She didn’t know him that well but one day he asked to speak to her mom. Thinking she was in trouble she freaked out as she told her mom. The two later talked without Megan knowing what was going on. The satyr told her mom that he had been looking for her for a while and explained she had to come to camp to be safe. He said he had picked up her scent and finally found her. Then her mom announced she was going on a vacation for the summer. A little bewildered Megan just went along with it. Apparently the guy was an old family friend and was taking her to New York. She was suprised but trusted her mom and did what she was told. Her mom gave her some money she had one and sent her shopping. She went on a big shopping and bought a ton of new clothes. Megan packed and was off in the next few days on train to catch a flight in California. On the train ride the guy revealed the other world to her behind the mist. It freaked her out but she was surprisingly okay with it. Then he let her know he was a satyr and they were really going to Camp Half-Blood. During a rest stop something caught her eye. There was a little stray spotted kitten. She called to it and it came to her. She played with it for a while and brought it up into the room. Despite the concern from her satyr she decided to keep it. The next day they went to Camp Half-Blood where she was claimed.
RP Example*:
Megan walked on a dirt trail making a bunch of dust come up behind her. It was just starting to be summer and a nice breeze blew against her back. Behind her she rolled two suitcases and she was also carrying a dufflel bag. It was a lot of stuff but she had just went on a spending spree. Plus she was planning on staying her for at least a year. Going back and fourth between here and her home across the country would get really expensive. So along she went walking along towards a building not to far away. It was a huge house and where her satyr had pointed for her to go. Then she heard a little mew before a small fluffy head popped up from her unzipped duffel bag. It was tiny spotted cat looking around at the new surroundings. Previously it had been sleeping and just woke up. Megan stopped and allowed the cat to jump out from the bag before continuing on. The small kitten went to following her and finally they made it to the building. She took the bag from her shoulder and dropped it to the ground before quickly going up the steps. Arriving on a porch she looked around but didn’t see anyone. Then stepping forward she went up and knocked loudly on the doors.
Any notes about your characters: none
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Eyes: dark brown almost black
Hair: dark brown like ebony wood
Height: 5’6
Body Type: Slender with long legs
Skin Color: lightly tanned
- Apperance:
https://i.servimg.com/u/f86/19/38/69/80/megan_10.jpg
God Parent: Dionysus
Mortal Parent: Sherry Meyers a show girl from Vegas that loved drinking and partying
Country of Origin: USA
Pets: small Bengal kitten
Talents: making money through weird jobs, negotiating, speed reading, talking with random people, making tasty drinks, drinking a lot without getting a really bad hangover
Weapon**: Celestial bronze knife that changes into necklace
Personality:
Megan usually doesn’t care that much about what other people think or feel. She is usually brutally honest and yet when she really tries she can be nice. Megan is dyslexic and yet can still read very fast. But she doesn’t usually use her reading ability and much prefers to have fun and be crazy. When faced with any sort of conflict she resorts to violence almost always last. She prefers to talk her way out of things (mostly responsibilities). Megan also loves to party all the time. She would have a non-stop party if she could. She enjoys the rush and fun of a giant crazy dance. Yet a chaotic mob would suit the same thrill. Overall Megan doesn’t really have any life goals at the moment. She had wanted to go to college before but kind of gave up on it. Now she is just living in the moment and riding the coat tails of camp.
Flaws: is sometimes careless with important things, doesn’t always care about others feelings or thoughts, not strong with any weapons besides her knife, is not good at math at all
Life Before Camp*:
Megan was born in Las Vegas and lived with her mother who was a show girl in a casino. When she was little she had many late nights waiting for her mom to get home and put her to bed. Then when she was older (about 11) she also helped at a restaurant attached to the casino after school. Her uncle owned it and his kids helped out too. She would wipe down tables, wash dishes and sometimes man the cash register. At school she had okay grades but spent most of her time socializing. She had a big squad of friends that all were similar minded when it came to parties. There were a lot of parties and events that she went to. Since there were usually a lot of teenagers there were also a lot of under age drinking. Megan didn’t mind and found out she could actually hold a lot of alcohol better then most of her older comrades. This stayed a little secret to her hoping her mom wouldn’t find out her interesting talent. Then when she was about 15 a new guy came in and started coming everyday. She didn’t know him that well but one day he asked to speak to her mom. Thinking she was in trouble she freaked out as she told her mom. The two later talked without Megan knowing what was going on. The satyr told her mom that he had been looking for her for a while and explained she had to come to camp to be safe. He said he had picked up her scent and finally found her. Then her mom announced she was going on a vacation for the summer. A little bewildered Megan just went along with it. Apparently the guy was an old family friend and was taking her to New York. She was suprised but trusted her mom and did what she was told. Her mom gave her some money she had one and sent her shopping. She went on a big shopping and bought a ton of new clothes. Megan packed and was off in the next few days on train to catch a flight in California. On the train ride the guy revealed the other world to her behind the mist. It freaked her out but she was surprisingly okay with it. Then he let her know he was a satyr and they were really going to Camp Half-Blood. During a rest stop something caught her eye. There was a little stray spotted kitten. She called to it and it came to her. She played with it for a while and brought it up into the room. Despite the concern from her satyr she decided to keep it. The next day they went to Camp Half-Blood where she was claimed.
RP Example*:
Megan walked on a dirt trail making a bunch of dust come up behind her. It was just starting to be summer and a nice breeze blew against her back. Behind her she rolled two suitcases and she was also carrying a dufflel bag. It was a lot of stuff but she had just went on a spending spree. Plus she was planning on staying her for at least a year. Going back and fourth between here and her home across the country would get really expensive. So along she went walking along towards a building not to far away. It was a huge house and where her satyr had pointed for her to go. Then she heard a little mew before a small fluffy head popped up from her unzipped duffel bag. It was tiny spotted cat looking around at the new surroundings. Previously it had been sleeping and just woke up. Megan stopped and allowed the cat to jump out from the bag before continuing on. The small kitten went to following her and finally they made it to the building. She took the bag from her shoulder and dropped it to the ground before quickly going up the steps. Arriving on a porch she looked around but didn’t see anyone. Then stepping forward she went up and knocked loudly on the doors.
Any notes about your characters: none
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