Children of Time RPG

We are normal everyday kids, with one exception... we were born over 2,300 years ago in the time of Sparta. Beacuse of our lack of perfection at birth we were left on a hilltop to die.
How are we alive? In the early 1990 's AD the first time machine was created and perfected. A private company began a mission to rescue the millions of babies throught history that were left to die..
We are all of Spartan blood so we are strong and natural leaders, but were born with a slight defect, either in appearence or pysically.
Name:
Age: (10-17)
Apprearence:
Pesronality:
Defect: (you could've outgrown it,)
Other: \

Name: Jenna
Age: (10-17) 15
Apprearence: Small build, thin, brown hair, brown eyes
Pesronality: will NOT be bossed around, but dosen't want to be in full charge either. VERY bright
Defect: (you could've outgrown it,) i'm small and look fragile
Other:

Name: Alex
Age: (10-17) 10
Apprearence: Black hair, one blue eye, one green one. Has a small build, and is very short, only 4'5.
Pesronality: Very smart and overthinks everything. Though he finds things others dont, he is shy and doesnt state his opinion
Defect: (you could've outgrown it,) his eyes are 2 different colors
Other: /

i'll join when I have more time to think of a charactor.

okay

Name: kyle
Age: 11
Apprearence: medium sised with brown hair and dark green eyes.
Pesronality: he is very mature for his age. and also very wise, some adults even come to him for advice.
Defect: he is blind in his left eye.
Other:

Name: Kihaano
Age: 17
Appearance: About 6' with black short hair and violet eyes
Personality: Never gives up, thinks before doing
Defect: Voice sometimes sounds like a boy
Other: Always lucky

(Yay, there's people! )
I sat in my neighboorhood "lets get ahead" study group. It seemed very convinent that all the grades in the state were studying Greece right now. I looked down at my history book. It was my turn to read.
"The Spartans lived to fight and faught to live. From an early age they were taught to kill. In fact they were so insistant on a perfect fighting race that newborn with any sighn of trouble were left to die." I slammed the book shut.
"That is SO not fair! Why would anybody do that!" (we don't know about who we are, or even that we are adopted,)

"The trainers of the Spartans..." I answered. "This is interesting though." I kept reading the page. "And I feel like playing something."

"I want to cry right now! I wish i could do something about it!"

"so many narrow minded people" I sighed. "from what I have learnd even the wisest of them were fools"

"the spartans si have some good things, " i looked down at the book again for back up "They let their women be educated and they were taught to fight if they needed to. they weren't just property like what the Atheniens seemed to do, "

"I guess that is something" I mutterd.

"But the Athenians had democracy.. and a navy...and the philophers... I'll just stick to today,"

"there has never been a totaly perfect government" I said. "there is always some way it can be currupted"

"on second thought, i'd rather be a caveperson,"

((I have nothing... please continue while the marshmallow thinks))

((oh wow, that helps so much..))

then Jon, my cousion who was living with us at the moment sunck up behind be. I jumped and pushed him away... he fell completely down
"I'm SO sorry!" i said, scared at my own strenght"

This seemed to happen a lot.

i didn't know why i was so strong!

I had to turn my head all the way to the other side to see what was going on, so that I could see what was going on.

(I cant cum up w anything at the moment)

((same))

(tying to think.... )