Post by Victoria Bennett on Dec 6, 2010 11:45:32 GMT -5
Sing For Absolution¡¿
“what is your name?’
{VICKY}... for we are many {FIFTEEN}.’
“summoning the old man{PM} takes{NONE AS OF YET}.’
“hell is any placeon earth over a matter of years{THREE AND A HALF}.’
tiptoe to your room a starlight in the gloom
i only dream of you and you never knew
Nickname:; Vicky, occasionally V.
Age:; 17.
Placement in the World:; Gifted.
Gender:; Female.
Sexuality:; Heterosexual.
Gifts:; Plant Manipulation and Rain Control (Demeter).
School Year:; Junior.
GODLY Parent:; N/A.
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lips are turning blue a kiss that can't renew
i only dream of you my beautiful[/font][/i]
Hair Color:; Brown.
Eye Color:; Green.
Height:; 5'10''.
Tattoos & Piercings:; N/A.
Overall:; Vicky is comfortable with her appearance. She doesn't expect to look like everyone else around her and so doesn't panic if she puts on or loses a little weight. Even so, she stays aware of what she eats and her activity levels. At 5'10'' tall, she maintains a slim figure whilst staying well within the 'ideal weight' category. Her hair is brown and falls to a short distance past her shoulders though she is toying with the idea of dying it blonde. Her eyes are green and are enhanced only by as much make-up as Victoria feels is required.
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there's nowhere left to hide in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside and will never die [/font][/i]
Dislikes:; Excessive noise, being inside for long periods of time, people who refuse to accept global warming, conflict, not being able to do anything about a bad situation, red meat, people who think they're better than everyone else.
Desires:; Complete control over her gifts, a relationship she can trust to last, to find her purpose in life and do something worthwhile with that knowledge.
Fears:; Dying painfully, large dogs, spiders, doing something wrong that she can't put right.
Strengths:; School, gardening, foreign languages, keeping people calm.
Weaknesses:; Sport, combat, views demigods as superior despite being equal in many ways, holds grudges.
Goals:; Do something to have made her life worth living, find and settle with the person that makes her feel happier than anyone else.
Regrets:; Not having properly said goodbye to her friends in England, never taking the time to get to know her father better as she spent so much time with her mother.
Quirks:; Has to give her hands something to do or she feels awkward.
Secrets:; Doesn't know if she wants her gifts as she thinks she'll grow to feel superior to those without them even though she feels equal to them at the moment.
Overall:; Victoria is genuinely a nice person and seeks to please everyone. She always looks for the best in people though she isn't quick to forget when people do something to upset or anger her. She will stand her ground and stand up for what she believes in but avoids conflict at all costs. While she will admire soldiers for their courage, she has no intention of becoming one herself because she doesn't believe war is the right answer. Even the nicest of people have their flaws and Vicky is no exception. She is more than happy to lie to someone if she doesn't feel that the truth is any of their business or if doing so will help someone that she trusts. She has a sense of humour, although it is generally expressed through sarcastic comments rather than practical jokes, and it is always very clear if she doesn't like you. Rather than trying to make them look an idiot in front of a lot of people she will simply avoid them, but if push comes to shove then she'll do whatever it takes, within reason, to get them to back off and leave her alone.
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our wrongs remain unrectified
i only dream of you and you never knew[/font][/i]
Parents:; Cameron Bennett (39) and Amanda Westwood (37).
Siblings:; Alexander and Christopher Bennett (Twins, 12).
Marital Status:; Single.
Overall History:; Victoria was born 17 years ago on September 2nd to Cameron and Amanda Bennett. She grew up as a completely normal girl in a completely normal household. She was born in Cambridge in England and it was there that her parents raised her, as well as her two yonger brothers who were born five years after she was. Cameron worked as the manager of a shop in the Grafton Centre and Amanda ran her own garden centre on the outskirts of the city. Whilst most people her age would complain when it rained because they wouldn't be able to go out, Victoria loved it.She would often come home, soaked to the skin, only to change her clothes and head outside again. Every day after school she went to her mother's garden centre to help with the plants and it was there that her gifts were revealed to her. Vicky had always been interested in ancient Greek history, more so in the mythology than the cities and battles, and so she hadn't been as dismissive of a woman who called herself Demeter as some of her friends might have been. She had been a little doubtful at first but it only took the revival of one of the roses to prove that everything was true. After saying goodbye to her family, albeit quite quickly due to her excitement, she was taken to the Atheneta University by the goddess at the age of 14. Her gifts had been given the year before by Demeter, who had wanted to give some time before making the girl aware of them. This has helped her to remember that she doesn't always have to use her gifts to get things done - she coped perfectly well without them before and was still more than capable of doing them now.
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falling from your grace
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"My mother obviously didn't inform you that I care little for being polite, but I assume that's probably been made quite clear to you already by others." Others here meaning every single person that knew her, including Beth herself. There was a significant difference between being polite and showing respect and it was the latter in which she took interest. Bethany Dalton was the type of girl that imposed a rule on everyone on the globe apart from herself. She wanted everyone to respect her without exception but she saw no reason for her to respect everyone she met. If she felt they deserved it, then they'd get it, otherwise they'd just have to make do without.
"You would think that parents would consult their children before making life-changing decisions for them." Beth had simply been told that a husband would be found for her and she would marry them at some point after her eighteenth birthday. "You would think that parents would care about what their children wanted and not what they wanted for them." Beth was being forced to marry a man she had only ever met on a few occasions as a student in his classroom. "You would think that parents would give a damn about how their children felt instead of turning a blind eye and carrying on as if everything is alright." Beth hoped her mother was listening at the door. She hoped she would realise what she had done and burst in to tell her she didn't have to go through with it. Hope never seemed to have worked for Beth before, why would that change now?
"Oh, I wonder why that is? Because I have!" She wouldn't describe Chris as a toy, but the metaphor worked incredibly well for the situation. Byron was the shiny new toy that everyone her age wanted and Chris was the not-so-shiny toy that she wanted for what it was and not to show of to her friends. "How dare you tell me to stay calm!" Beth yelled, standing up and grabbing her shoe and its broken heel from the table. It may have looked as if she were about to beat him about the head with it, a very tempting prospect, but he had his wand. Despite being a witch herself, that scared her somewhat. Byron was physically stronger than her as it was and without her wand she stood no chance against him. "Who said anything about convincing you?" she spat, verbally rather than physically, before storming out of the room in her temper.
"You would think that parents would consult their children before making life-changing decisions for them." Beth had simply been told that a husband would be found for her and she would marry them at some point after her eighteenth birthday. "You would think that parents would care about what their children wanted and not what they wanted for them." Beth was being forced to marry a man she had only ever met on a few occasions as a student in his classroom. "You would think that parents would give a damn about how their children felt instead of turning a blind eye and carrying on as if everything is alright." Beth hoped her mother was listening at the door. She hoped she would realise what she had done and burst in to tell her she didn't have to go through with it. Hope never seemed to have worked for Beth before, why would that change now?
"Oh, I wonder why that is? Because I have!" She wouldn't describe Chris as a toy, but the metaphor worked incredibly well for the situation. Byron was the shiny new toy that everyone her age wanted and Chris was the not-so-shiny toy that she wanted for what it was and not to show of to her friends. "How dare you tell me to stay calm!" Beth yelled, standing up and grabbing her shoe and its broken heel from the table. It may have looked as if she were about to beat him about the head with it, a very tempting prospect, but he had his wand. Despite being a witch herself, that scared her somewhat. Byron was physically stronger than her as it was and without her wand she stood no chance against him. "Who said anything about convincing you?" she spat, verbally rather than physically, before storming out of the room in her temper.
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