Post by henri on Feb 4, 2011 18:57:48 GMT -8
Vaia, Henrietta
Demigod
# Year at Camp 1
Age: 15
Son/Daughter of Demeter
Demigod
# Year at Camp 1
Age: 15
Son/Daughter of Demeter
Appearance:
Eye(s): Brown
Hair: Blonde
Height: 5'5
Build Type: Curvy
Background:
Mortal Parent(s): Father; Dan Brown.Step mother; Stella Vaia
Other Family: N/A
Pets: A puppy named Holly
Brief History: Henrietta's father Dan, found Demeter in a gardening contest, how ironic, isn't it? Immediately, he fell in love. Yet, he was married. But, he decided he had to have her. He cheated on his wife, Stella Vaia. Who, is a daughter of Aphrodite. So, Stella stayed with Dan. What a stupid couple. That pretty much sums up how Henrietta was born. Now, Henrietta hates her father and lives with her step mother. (Her father is a part time trucker so he isn't at the house a lot)
Personality:
Likes:
- Writing
- Gardening
- Singing
- Writing music
- Sword fighting
Dislikes:
- Angry people
- Trash (she's very economic)
- Her father
- Cheaters
- Men in general
Skills:
- Sword fighting
- Hiding her emotions
- Remaining calm
- Quick thinker
- Good at not telling the truth to get her way out of things
Weaknesses:
- Her father
- Feelings
- Men (not in sexual way)
- Loving things too easily
- Hatred
Passions:
- Writing
- Gardening
Fears:
- Cheating
- People
Hobbies:
- Poetry
- Gardening
Fighting Specialty: Sword fighting
Fatal Flaw:Love.
Theme Song: Samson- Regina Spektor
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of Wonderbread
And went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us
And the Bible didn't mention us
The Bible didn't mention us, not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first , I loved you first
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But they're just old light
They're just old light
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light
He told me that I'd done all right
And kissed me until the morning light, the morning light
And he kissed me until the morning light
Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of Wonderbread
And went right back to bed
We couldn't break the columns down
No, we couldn't destroy a single one
And the history books forgot about us
And the Bible didn't mention us
Not even once
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first
...
The Puppeteer:
Name/ Alias: Blossom. (my mum's a hippy)
Age: 16
How long have you been role playing?: 2 years
How did you find us?: Searching the support boards
Role Playing Sample:
I lifted my fingers to my face, the wetness shocked me. "Oh, hey, you're awake," He paused, a smile flashed over his face. Oh my god, he is so beautiful. "You fell outside of my house, do you remember that?" He asked, his face twisted into worry. He cared for me.
"Yeah, yeah." I nodded. I was trying to say something normal. Not stupid. Words kind of just left my mouth without my brain giving them the okay. "I called 911, they should be here in ten minutes." Before I could register fully that Kasey has saved my life, a question left my mouth before I could manage stopping it. "How do you know my name?"
Minimum of two well developed paragraphs, please.
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