WILLOWS, vienna apollina [fin]

[VIENNA WILLOWS]

VIENNA APOLLINA WILLOWS

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MYNAMEIS: vienna apollina willows
CALLME: lina
ILIKE: boys
IAM: seventeen
BORNON: may 23
SPECIES: demigod

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PLAYEDBY: isla fisher
HEIGHT: 5'4"
WEIGHT: 115 lbs
MYHAIR:
Vienna's hair is an auburn colour which she inherited from her mother. Her hair is her pride and joy and she spends a lot of her time taking care of it. Although Vienna would love to grow out her hair, she keeps it a little past her shoulder blades. It would be difficult to fight with long hair. Her hair had once been a warm honey colour, since she had wanted to look like her father but had since kept to her natural colour.
MYEYES:
Vienna's eyes are a deep blue colour but on a whim, Vienna had purchased cosmetic contacts in order to change them to a chocolate brown. She had inherited her blue eyes from her mother as well, but there was something about blue eyes she never liked. People with blue eyes seem to have the ability to stare into her soul, which unnerves her.
MYFACE:
Vienna has a pleasing face. Angular and symmetrical, she could give off the impression of being a grim and mature young lady, if it weren't for the mischievous smile always on her face. Blessed with cooperative skin, full eyebrows, bright eyes, a pert nose, full lips and even teeth, Vienna is the image of happiness.
MYBODY:
Standing at 5'4", Vienna is not a statuesque beauty. If described, she's more of a flighty pixie than anything else. Lithe and tanned, she's suited for the outdoors. Although she would like to be curvy and seductive, she's simply not.
SPECIAL: none

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ILOVE:

• music and karaoke
  
• dancing
  
• fighting
  
• books
  
• sincerity
  
• parties
  
• arts (painting, sketching)
  
• chick flicks
  
• machinery
  
• cosmetics
  

IHATE:

• poetry
  
• perfumes
  
• drugs
  
• being lost
  
• sexism
  
• people depending on her
  
• unnecessary violence
  
• winter
  
• messiness
  

DONTTELL:

• She didn't resent her father for leaving her mother. In fact, she hated her mother for being a lovesick fool for the better half of her childhood. It is something she is ashamed of.
  

SCAREDOF:

• being lost - for such a spontaneous and fun-loving girl, Vienna truly does fear the unforeseen. She doesn't like having some sort of safety measure or a back up plan. Being lost on her own is probably one of the scariest things that could happen to her.
  
• falling in love - after witnessing what happened to her mother, Vienna is not going to willingly put herself at risk of turning into a blubbering mess. She doesn't want to face the inevitable heartbreak.
  

WANTTO:

• Carry on a semi-normal life. Perhaps, she'll even go to a college of some sort. Vienna has no aspirations to continue her life as a hero.
  
• Have some sort of relationship with her father, Apollo. Despite claiming to be indifferent to her elusive father, Vienna is actually pretty curious about him.
  

STRENGTHS:

• music; she's always singing and if not singing, she's usually playing or trying to play some sort of instrument.
  
• history; she loves to read and more often than not, she'll be seen with a huge history text of some sort.
  
• friendly; when she's not on her own reading, vienna is usually with a bunch of friends. she's naturally charismatic and people are drawn to her fun nature.
  
• shrewd; despite her easy-going and laidback nature, vienna can start and finish a fight with ruthless efficiency. She will stand up for the things she believes in.
  
• unbiased; despite her loyalty to her cause and to her friends, vienna would never pick sides according to her affiliations. If she thinks that her friends had been in the wrong, she'll say so.
  

WEAKNESSES:

• ADHD and dyslexia; it gets frustrating and it is a weakness
  
• impatience; vienna is always keen to move about and her inability to wait for anything is one of her weaknesses.
  
• motormouth; when she's nervous or overly excited, vienna has the unfortunate ability to blabber on and on. Some may find this trait adorable, others may find it inconvenient, but that's the way she is.
  
• bitter; when someone crosses her, she'll remember it for a decade and then some. And unless she gets her vengeance, she'll be after you for who knows how long.
  
• judgmental; vienna is a staunch believer in first impressions. If your first meeting goes beautifully, she'll be your friend for life. If not, well... It's a bad trait for her to have since she misses out on a lot of opportunities and friends this way.
  

TALENTS:

• machinery; she loves to build things and more often than not, is holed away with the hephaestus kids.
  
• music; again, she loves to make music of any sort - well, except for rap and techno. She finds rap and techno irksome.
  
• being a good friend; vienna is the friend that would heal your broken heart after a nasty break up, listen to all your woes, and then get you back on your feet. There's something about her - just being with her in your time of need is therapeutic.
  

ABOUTME:
Describing Vienna would be a difficult task at it is, but Vienna also tries to break all stereotypes and labels as well. She's a mix of everything. She's vain and borderline obsessive with her appearance yet she wouldn't hesitate to get aggressive and have a game of Capture the Flag. She fancies herself as an intellectual and also dedicates a good portion of her time in the library or with the Hephaestus kids creating this thing or the other. She's also extremely vengeful and judgmental, yet wouldn't hesitate to speak up for the "enemy". And another thing - she loves to party and plays the mediator and therapist for all her friends. However, Vienna isn't the perfect girl.

She's a bitter and guilty girl who had shunned her mother for the first twelve years of her life. Because of her mother, she's scared of love and scared of the unknown. Despite her laidback and easy going facade, she's actually a girl filled with regrets and wistful thinking. She focuses on the 'what could have beens' a little too much for her to be truly happy.

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BORNIN: New York City
LIVING IN: New York City
MOTHER: Miriam Ophelia Willows, when she was younger, Vienna had always found her mother distasteful. She grew up with a woman who was lovesick and pathetic. She had named her Vienna after the place where she had met Apollo, and even named her after Apollo. But now, she realized that her mother couldn't help it and feels guilty and ashamed for thinking so badly of the woman.
FATHER: Apollo, admiration and indifference. She does want to meet him, but she wouldn't die out of disappointment if he shuns her.
SIBLINGS: NONE
THEKIDS: NONE
IMPORTANTPEEPS: NONE
OTHERHALF: NONE
THEPETS: NONE
GOODMEMORY: Her best memory would be when she first went to Camp. At camp, she was with her own 'kind' and none of them knew about her mother and Apollo's disastrous relationship. She was a new person and it gave her hope.
BADMEMORY: Her worst memory would be her childhood. There were times when her mother couldn't even look at her without bursting into either tears or long sorrowful monologues. Vienna would look back on that stage of her life and regret not doing anything to stop her mother from obsessing over the past.
HISTORY:
Vienna, despite being conceived in Vienna, grew up in the wonderful city that is New York. Her childhood was a rather desolate one. Her mother was the epitome of heartbreak and misery. As a result, Vienna spent most of her time away from home. She was always at a friend's place or when her mother asked further, out. They lacked any real communication and although at times, Vienna was relieved, she was also very lonely and lost as well.

To her knowledge, her mother never had any other man after her father, Apollo. And yes, even at that age, she knew who her father was. All Miriam could talk about was her 'one true love'. At one time, there had been a man, a nice teacher at a middle school. His invitation to dinner died in flames when Miriam actually broke down and started wailing about Apollo. Vienna, thirteen, bitter and mortified, was left to herd her mother inside and apologize to the confused and worried Mr. Wilkins.

But a few months later, she didn't have to worry anymore. She had been found by a satyr and escorted to Camp. And there, she finally felt at peace. She didn't have her mother to worry about and most importantly, no one knew about her mother either. It was a little revolting to meet a whole cabin full of her half-siblings. They were nice people, but she was a little disgusted by their existence all the same. They were proof that her mother spent thirteen years of her life mourning the loss of a promiscuous and unfaithful lover.

Vienna spent her time between "real life" and "camp life" for the next five years and had managed to heal the rift between herself and her mother. Her mother still wasn't completely over Apollo, which still frustrates Vienna to no end, but their relationship was immensely better than before. She has a close group of friends in and out of camp and she is happy the way she is. However, she would love to finally meet Apollo. Aside from being claimed by him, she had never heard from him since.

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ALIAS: elaine
HOWYOUFOUNDUS: advertising on another site
OTHERCHARACTERS: none
RP SAMPLE:

It was always a little disappointing to wake up in the Underworld for the first little while, she had to admit. It was nothing against her husband, of course. After spending six months waking up to birds chirping and the sunlight spilling into her room, Persephone had always found it a little hard to adjust to the dark beauty that was Hades' Palace. Well, hers, too. It was hard to find any form of stability when her life is dictated by an age-old agreement between her husband and mother. By the time she was finally accustomed to living in one place, be it Earth or the Underworld, she was sent packing to spend her time elsewhere. Sometimes, Persephone would wake up thinking she was on Mt. Olympus or Camp Half-Blood.

This morning was no different. She had woken up early - yet Hades was already gone to oversee his domain. As usual, she was left with nothing to do. She had had a garden, but it was hard to encourage any growth in the Underworld. She had long since given up on the garden. Its remains were outside her window. She had planned to nourish it and bring a little color into her new home. It was a failure. For thousands of years, she had spent her time devouring books, traveling through the Underworld, and being with Hades. No wonder he had wanted some company. Most mortals weren't exciting when they were alive. Once dead, they were a complete bore.

After her typical meal of nectar and ambrosia, Persephone was off to the library. After so many years of reading, she had quite a collection of books - not just on agriculture. A goddess of nature can read only so much about soil degradation before feeling a little faint. Her favorite topics would be of Greek mythology. It was interesting to see how the mortals had recorded the gods and their deeds. For the most part, they were right, but after time took its toll, most of the stories lacked even the slightest grain of truth. It was rather amusing to compare reality and fiction and that was how she spent her days. For a while, she had taken to reading romance novels. Then Hades found one that had been surreptitiously placed beneath her pillow. The teasing she got for reading those books made her blush for weeks. He was rather cruel when he wanted to be.

Strolling through shelf after shelf of priceless volumes and scrolls, Persephone felt herself relax in her haven. The library was silent and peaceful. How many mortals would kill to have access to her library? Not that they ever will. Persephone was a kind and generous goddess but there were two things she would never share: her husband and her library. Picking up a good murder mystery, Persephone glided across the beautiful marble of the library floor to a seat by the balcony. The Underworld may be a dark place, but it did have a nice enough view. She sat down and began to read.

Persephone finished the book in a few hours. She returned it to its place on the shelves and closed the library doors on her way out. Pulling out a key, she locked the doors shut with a final click. Two sphinxes returned to their stations outside of the doors. Cerberus wasn't her only pet. Nya and Mya were her darling companions for the past three thousand years. They guarded her library with as much passion and fervor as she did. "Be good, girls." She whispered before walking past them. A faint, yes, mistressss was her reply.

Persephone walked through an empty hallway filled with portraits of great world leaders. Wide and spacious like the rest of the palace, this hallway held a foreboding air to it. Most likely, due to the stern expression on each and every leader's face. She didn't remember ordering these portraits to be placed here. Persephone huffed in dissatisfaction. No wonder no one wanted to visit. Even her mother made her visits short ones. She'll have to remember to purchase a few livelier paintings. Perhaps some modern art. Even if they didn't make sense, at least they had color.

Persephone moved along, her footsteps echoed quietly as she moved. She was just about ready to return to her room when she bounded the corner and spotted a figure leaning against the smooth ebony walls of her palace. It wasn't Hades, for that she was sure. What kind of wife was she if she couldn't even recognize her husband? No, this man was a stranger but an immortal. She was about to move off and call for her husband to get rid of him (why should she do it herself?) when she heard the telltale sign of something breaking. Something was breaking. Some part of her palace was breaking. She won't have it. Not when she had spent so much time making this place inhabitable.

With a determined expression set on her face, Persephone made her way towards the stranger. "Excuse me, but who are you and what are you doing to my palace?" Yes, no matter how irritated, she was still polite to a fault. It was a habit she couldn't possibly break after adhering to it for thousands of years. "Are you looking for Hades?" If he was, she'd direct him to her husband and hope that he'll leave soon. Damaging her palace - hmp! What kind of visitor does that? If he wasn't, well...just because she was the goddess of spring didn't mean she was a pushover.

[DANNA]

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