Name: Nikki Ford
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Eyes: Light brown
Hair: Wavvy, black, medium length
Height: 5 foot 6 in.
Body Type: gaunt
Skin Color: Pale
God Parent: Apollo
Mortal Parent: Lydia Ford
Country of Origin: USA, Michigan, Detriot
Pets: Fox named Moulder
Talents: beautiful soprano singing voice
Weapon: Bow and arrow
Flaws: terrified of the dark, somewhat anit-social, extremely ADD
Powers: none
Life Before CHB: After her single mother was killed in a car wreck, Nikki Ford was sent to live with her uncle, Mathew, in New York. She didn't care where she went, she didn't care about anything, the only person that mattered to her was dead. All Nikki had now was her iPod and Moulder, her fox. She shoved her head phones into her ears though the entire plane and car ride to the Big Apple, the music almost made everything better. Almost. Once she actually got there, it was a totally different story. Her uncle really didn't like her. He wouldn't let her watch TV and made Moulder stay in a box all day. The day when Nikki came home with a write-up, Mathew lost it. He told her to get in the car and told her he was "taking her to a place for peole like her" and not to say anything. Nikki was dropped off on Long Island, at a place called Calm Half-Blood....
RP Example: "You can do this, Nik," I told myself before sighing and walking into the dark cave, flashlight in hand and Moulder at my feet. I promised myself I would try to get over my fear of the dark one day, and ever sence I learned I was a hero, I figured it should be soon. With every step I took, I began regreting it even more. The beam of my flashlight was dim, but the light was enough to create shadows almore freakier then the dark itself. But the freakist part was when the battires died and i was standing in the dark. And only too make it worse, I heard footsteps behind me way to heavy to be that of a fox. "Who's there?"
Any notes about your character: somewhat of a sci-fi geek
(sorry if I spelt anything wrong, dyslexia effects more people than just demigods)