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Name:Zoe Moonie

Age: 17

Gender: girl

Appearance:Zoe is slim and roughly 6' 1". She has beach blonde hair but hates it. It is choppy because she cut it with safty siccors. She has bright blue eyes. She has a scar on her right cheek from her step father.

Mortal Parent:Female

Skills: She is a good runner. Great at acting. And amazing at scaring or frightening people.

Weapon(s)*: Nothing yet. But on the streets she would use anything she could find. Yet she is a terrible fighter.(Will get something from her godly parent when she gets to camp.)

Biography: Zoe ran away at the age of 7. She hated her stepfather, Jake. Her mom didn't like him either. He smelt really bad and was abbusive. She still has a scar from a day that Jake threatened her with a knife. She has been on the streets ever since. She has had two pairs of pants and 3 shirts since. With two pairs of shoes. When she was about 12. She was in a dark where she had normally stayed because it felt safe. Until the day when a homeless guy came up to her and told her she was "Hot". WHen she yelled a certain choice of words to him, he changed into a huge gigant. He through a rock that she had been sittingon aat her. She easily side steped and ran away. Most of her life she had been by herself. She had never gotten close to someone. She made safe houses and hid in alleys. Yet the hole time she never stole a thing becasue she knew it was wrong. She just begged for food. And she went into supermarkets to use the bathroom and water fountains. Years pead while she was still running and she was alone. Then came the day she got to New York. And the next day (Her Birthday) She decided to stay because she felt it in her gut. She didn't know why but she just had to. While wondering the city. She came accross a person with cruches that looked like he had been running. He Nayed. She didn't really care she knew some people were just like that. Then they came up to er and took her down the high way. Finnaly he murrmered "Now it's safe." She wondered what that meant but ignored it. She tried to protes a few times but again felt it was right to follow him. Or at least until he took his ants off. He had goat legs. He said "Were Here" very loudly. Her fist expression of it was: Great more people to not get along with.

Likes biggrin ark places, quiet places, balck, silver, froot loops, not being noticed

Dislikes: People, stuff, frosted flakes, pink, being beach blonde, her step father. talking about her past.

Fatal flaw: Holding grudges

Personality: Shy, Strong, Mysterious, Leader, a Hartered towards most people

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Sorry I haven't gotten back to you But.. I don't understand when you say " not enough details." so bsically I'm asking where?

I fixed it some. Better?

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Msyemone, Mistress of Memory and Mother of the Arts


-----Sounds as if Dial up is tuning on--------------

Hello?
Darling, it's so good to finally see you..... Or is it you that it's good to hear from me? So few memories...... Of course, you never forget anything do you? It's something you do. But, unlike your peers, no language is beyond you, nor are their memories. You can see into others minds.... Don't abuse it darling.

Name: Jessica Bratlie
Age: 17
Gender: female
Appearance: dark brown hair and is of average height and weight
Mortal Parent: mother but shes adopted
Skills: she is good at a few things like lock picking, vandalizing, climing over gates. Hacking computers.
Weapon(s)*: (will get notified about her parent)
Biography:
She was born never knowing her parents. Her mom died due to complications during birth. There was no record of the father. The babies started to hae brething comlicationshen around her as a baby. The moment she could leave the hopital she was put up for adpotion. They were glad when she left because every time she was with the other babies some nearly died, the babies mysteriously got well once she left. A rich couple decided to adopt her because they felt sorry for her. She had a normalish childhood. Until one day when she was at the park and her big black dog caught a squarrel. She grabbed the squarrel and it almost instantly died. Her parents were staring to talk to doctors, but they still loved their daughter.
Many more occurrences came up involving a stray cat and some park birds even when Jessica helped her mom plant a garden all the plants wilted and died fater than they would when she just did it.
When she was a younger teen a a bit more rebellious she
learned odd skills like being able to lock pick. He was also good with commuters and could hack into different computers

Likes:computers, art, the color black and silver, lock picking.

Dislikes:the sun, gradens, animals (Except dogs and owls.), groups of people, clowns.