Name: Logan Woods
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Height:5'3
Body Type: Skinny
Skin Color: Peach
God Parent: Apollo
Mortal Parent: Demise Woods
Country of Origin: America
Pets: None
Talents: Singing, playing many instruments (Guitar, Drums, Piano, and Flute)
Weapon: Bow and Arrow, with a sun design curved on it.
Flaws: Uneducated, Self Confidence, Anger
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): None
Life Before CHB*: Logan didn't have no friends. The reason is because, everyone in his town "Nortfield" always blames him, for doing the mistakes. For example, if someone actually broke a lamp or a fish tank of the school, Logan would be the one blamed. Logan would sit in his room, thinking about how life would be in his head. He always dreamed about Camp Half-Blood, like it was calling him. So Logan got to the questions with his mother Demise. Demise was a professor at a college, he was a history teacher. Unlike Henry Logan's mother, Logan was brainless. It was like he couldn't be learned. Logan asked his father about Camp Half-Blood. Demise told him everything that he needed to know. So Logan set out to go to camp.
RP Example*: I woke up at the middle of the night in my camp tent. "Hey Logan you awake?" The Satyr asked me. The satyr was with me on my journey to Camp Half-Blood. "I'm awake." I said quietly, mostly because my voice gets weak in the morning. "Well we have to get set up! Were almost their!" The satyr exclaimed. I nodded and got up and packed my items. I was walking with the satyr down to the sidewalk and almost to camp. I could tell we were almost their, because the satyr kept squeaking each minute we took a step. When we got their, I was smiling. It only took us about 10 minutes for sure. I got in the Camp, and saw a lot of features. Cabins, a mess hall, beach, lake, a field full of strawberries, and so much more. I was so excited to be here, this was my dream to be here.
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Height:5'3
Body Type: Skinny
Skin Color: Peach
God Parent: Apollo
Mortal Parent: Demise Woods
Country of Origin: America
Pets: None
Talents: Singing, playing many instruments (Guitar, Drums, Piano, and Flute)
Weapon: Bow and Arrow, with a sun design curved on it.
Flaws: Uneducated, Self Confidence, Anger
Powers(must relate to god parent; optional): None
Life Before CHB*: Logan didn't have no friends. The reason is because, everyone in his town "Nortfield" always blames him, for doing the mistakes. For example, if someone actually broke a lamp or a fish tank of the school, Logan would be the one blamed. Logan would sit in his room, thinking about how life would be in his head. He always dreamed about Camp Half-Blood, like it was calling him. So Logan got to the questions with his mother Demise. Demise was a professor at a college, he was a history teacher. Unlike Henry Logan's mother, Logan was brainless. It was like he couldn't be learned. Logan asked his father about Camp Half-Blood. Demise told him everything that he needed to know. So Logan set out to go to camp.
RP Example*: I woke up at the middle of the night in my camp tent. "Hey Logan you awake?" The Satyr asked me. The satyr was with me on my journey to Camp Half-Blood. "I'm awake." I said quietly, mostly because my voice gets weak in the morning. "Well we have to get set up! Were almost their!" The satyr exclaimed. I nodded and got up and packed my items. I was walking with the satyr down to the sidewalk and almost to camp. I could tell we were almost their, because the satyr kept squeaking each minute we took a step. When we got their, I was smiling. It only took us about 10 minutes for sure. I got in the Camp, and saw a lot of features. Cabins, a mess hall, beach, lake, a field full of strawberries, and so much more. I was so excited to be here, this was my dream to be here.
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