► Victoria Zeda Lovette ► (goddess) and some nameless, unknown mortal man ► Eighteen ► My whole life ► A bow and arrows that transforms into a necklace, and several throwing knives
► What I'm like...
I'm not really your typical demi-god... My scent, much like the son of Juno, the son of Artemis, and the daughter of Dianna, drive the monsters crazy... Like, even worse than children of the big three because we aren't even supposed to exist. I'm a sweet, kind, flirty, fun, and trustworthy girl who loves to have fun. I have this obsession with cars... I can fix one better than the highest paid mechanic apparently. Or so Chiron and a lot of others tell me. Yes, I know that sounds like a child of Hephestus' knack, but apparently the man that Hera based me off of had some serious mechanic skills, something that the goddess passed on to me from him. I'm graceful, and could be a dancer, but I like being able to be a mechanic and fixing cars better than prancing around a stage like a deer. There is part of me that is parinod and freaked out about the world because of all the other gods. This war is going to be almost be like suicide for the four of us... And we are risking a lot of campers lives just by being in the war...
►Not your regular fairytale...
As long as I can remember, I have been at this camp. I wasn't in a cabin like the other kids were, but I had a room in the Big House. Chiron and myself are the only people, besides the gods, that know of my godly parent. I'm a "Forbidden Child" as Chiron says at times. I have never been able to leave camp, seeing as I would attract more monsters than a child of the Big Three. When I was little, I came across a car in the garage of the big house. I saw a son of Ares attempting to fix it, and happily asked him if I could help him. He told me that it was fine if I did, as long as I didn't mess anything up. I had never seen anything that he was using, but apparently it was second nature to me. He had something major to fix deeper down, and couldn't fix it. That's when I came in. I got my little arms down there and fixed it quicker than he could have. He was amazed, and started the car, shocked to see that it ran even better than before. No one underestimated me after that, and they were more than happy to let me fix any car. Campers started to bring me a bunch of cars from outside of camp to fix that mechanics out there in the mortal world said that they couldn't fix. No one knows about my godly parent still, and I'm planning to keep it that way for as long as I possibly can thank you very much.
I'm not really your typical demi-god... My scent, much like the son of Juno, the son of Artemis, and the daughter of Dianna, drive the monsters crazy... Like, even worse than children of the big three because we aren't even supposed to exist. I'm a sweet, kind, flirty, fun, and trustworthy girl who loves to have fun. I have this obsession with cars... I can fix one better than the highest paid mechanic apparently. Or so Chiron and a lot of others tell me. Yes, I know that sounds like a child of Hephestus' knack, but apparently the man that Hera based me off of had some serious mechanic skills, something that the goddess passed on to me from him. I'm graceful, and could be a dancer, but I like being able to be a mechanic and fixing cars better than prancing around a stage like a deer. There is part of me that is parinod and freaked out about the world because of all the other gods. This war is going to be almost be like suicide for the four of us... And we are risking a lot of campers lives just by being in the war...
►Not your regular fairytale...
As long as I can remember, I have been at this camp. I wasn't in a cabin like the other kids were, but I had a room in the Big House. Chiron and myself are the only people, besides the gods, that know of my godly parent. I'm a "Forbidden Child" as Chiron says at times. I have never been able to leave camp, seeing as I would attract more monsters than a child of the Big Three. When I was little, I came across a car in the garage of the big house. I saw a son of Ares attempting to fix it, and happily asked him if I could help him. He told me that it was fine if I did, as long as I didn't mess anything up. I had never seen anything that he was using, but apparently it was second nature to me. He had something major to fix deeper down, and couldn't fix it. That's when I came in. I got my little arms down there and fixed it quicker than he could have. He was amazed, and started the car, shocked to see that it ran even better than before. No one underestimated me after that, and they were more than happy to let me fix any car. Campers started to bring me a bunch of cars from outside of camp to fix that mechanics out there in the mortal world said that they couldn't fix. No one knows about my godly parent still, and I'm planning to keep it that way for as long as I possibly can thank you very much.
I may be a female mechanic, but beleive me, I know how to do my job better than a lot of men do.
xXxMimi-96xXx
