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| Character sheet from Athena Agnitio |
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Seeing the Tracker
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| Name : | Athena | | Age : | 17 | | Gender : | Female | | Former : | Third | | Appearance : | I’m 5’6 and I weigh roughly 140 pounds. Possibly 141. My eyes are hazel. And of course I have that lovely Crescent shaped Mark given by our blessing Goddess Nyx. My hair is brown, though in the summer it gets darker due to the sun. But if I make a change, I won’t have to worry about the changing. I keep it cute short. Long hair seems like it would be a lot to take care of and worry about. And when your living every day wondering if you’ll die, adding another thing to worry about isn’t too wise. I’m not really a fascionista like most girls my age. I can grab a pair of tights and a shirt and sport it. Image may appear to be everything, but truly we are here to learn our newly born life’s. Added to that, I dress on the ‘average’ side. Not too outy and not too down. | | Bio : | I was born to Alexander Agnito and Marcy Vinti-Agnito. I was the second born child, the first being my twin sister Alexis. Alexis and I were not the only children born to the family. My mother gave birth to my sister Valerie two years after our birth, and three years after Vals to Carter. Our family was very close. We had family Nights every Thursday since I was 5, this consisted of us all gathering in the living room and talking about what was happening with school. Things never really got interesting to speak about until we each got into boys, which my father didn’t like. Our family was not rich, nor were we poor. We were basically a average family. By the time I entered Middle school, Alexis became popular at our school. I didn’t envy her, I loved her all the same. Though I wasn’t very fond of the friends she picked. They were very quick to judge on others. I only really stayed friends with them to keep my sister happy. When she got her first boyfriend, I didn’t see much of her. Not with cheerleading, (yes, she was going down that path) added with everything else. Her life fell to pieces when she was Marked And everyone rejected her, except me. She was my twin, she was me, and I was willing to do anything to see her. After she was gone those same friends of hers ignored me, which I expected. I was labeled as ‘The girl whose sister is a vampire” I was glad when I was Marked and got to be with my sister again. It was just like old times, without our family. But then it happened, my sister failed the Change and died. As my vision told. | | Affinities : | Artistic Visions. I hold visions of the past and future. My visions are not always clear, but it seems most of the time piecing together my vision is a test. There’s always a missing to piece to it. While having my visions, I must have a piece of paper and some sort of writing utensil for it to come out clearly. As my visions take hold, my hand begins to move and shows a image. To figure out the vision, the rest is up to me and the help I receive from friends. |
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