xxxxxxxxxxxxx daughter of Boreas
- ♔ (ME)
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Name;; Hero Rae Maue
Nickname;; Prima Donna
Age;; Seventeen.
Sex;; Female.
Sexuality;; Straight.
Height;; 5'3".
Weight;; 123.7 lbs..
Hair Color;; Bleach Blonde.
Eye Color;; Brown.
Religion;; Christian.
Ethnicity;; Caucasian.
Nationality;; American.
Family;; August Jay Maue (adoptive father), Miya Anne Maue (adoptive mother), Boreas (biological father), Megan Hanna Malik (biological mother).
♔ (PERSONALITY)
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Hero, while she considers herself as smart, she's not really book smart nor street smart. She just wallows in her rather philosophical and deep thoughts. For instance, she has been trying to find the link of the new-found truth of creation to her devotion to God (or rather "gods" now). But that aside, Hero is a qwerky young girl with a large curiosity and has been known to be very "opinionated and outspoken". She is incredibly happy and responds the social drama in a very unpredictable why. She could be very involved, or completely shut out of the situation and go on life as normal. Thought she has a tendency to not interact, but just watch. See what people do under certain circumstances. Why she does that is unknown to her, sometimes she doesn't even know she's watching.
On the other end of the spectrum, Hero can be a vile, horrible person. Throwing out nasty insults at people, friends even, and not even being mean on purpose. She just does it. And Hero, while normally a happy-go-lucky child inside, has boughts of udder sadness, depression. He has medication for this, but they still come. Lurking, dark and threatening, like an on coming thunderstorm ready to strike.
♔ (QWERKS && ODDITIES)
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Likes;; Snow, landscapes, drawing, thunderstorms, history, operas, politics, religious studies, cats, playing the piano, birds, musicals, popular culture, cross country, and reading.
Dislikes;; Movies, shoes, obsessive fandoms, being scared, dogs, video games, Disney Channel, and alcohol.
Fatal Flaw;; Hero is very ill named. For she is nothing close to a hero in the slightest. Hero is very, very cowardly. How she can get up on a stage and expose herself like that escapes her.
Ambition;; Actress.
Skills;; Running, singing, thinking, acting, reading, writing, and drawing.
♔ (BIO)
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Well, I guess this is where I talk about myself. My full name is Hero Raue Maue. But just call me Hero. Or Maue. Whatever. Just don't call me the full thing. Anyway, I was adopted when I was two by August Jay and Miya Grace Maue and lived in the New York area ever since. Dad is a violinist and Mom is the Prima Donna (head soprano) of several opera houses in the surrounding area. My parents love the opera. Correction, anything to do with theatre. I even share that same love. Being raised watching my mom sing and act for many operas, operettas, and average musicals. With my father close by in the pit, my parents where the musical duets to end all others. I never near had as much talent as them, but I tired playing the piano and following Mom's instruction on my voice. It was by her instruction that I got one of the big singing roles in my school musical, Into The Woods. I was Repunzel.
Other then that, my life was pretty average. I went to a private Christian school on Long Island with my both my parents very active in the school Theatre department and very often gave some of their own money to pay for props and Mom would bring them costumes from the many theatres she worked at. Aside from my active role in the theatre, my grades were pretty good. With my best subject being history and english, I had a pretty good layout for my road to college. But, a little thing called life interrupted that pathway I had set for myself.
I have always wanted to know my biological mother. About a month ago I expressed this interest to my adoptive mom and dad and they were surprisingly supportive. In a few weeks I was meeting Megan Malik. A 34 year old married mother of a three month old baby boy and two months pregnant. Of course my first question was why did she give me up only to have two other kids of her own. Turns out all she wanted was to show her love to a guy and wound up knocked up. Once he ditched her she gave up on raising a baby. How could I hate her for being left by the one she thought loved her? But that struck a new question; who is my father? And why did he leave a poor seventeen year old girl, pregnant, alone, and heartbroken? What coward would do that to a poor young woman? So I asked Megan. And right there, in the middle of a Starbucks, she told me everything of the gods. For some reason I knew she wasn't making it up. She also said that I had the blood of a god in me. Which one she didn't know.
It took a few days to ponder on this. At first I wanted to dismiss her as crazy, but the gnawing feeling of truth remained. So, I went back to Megan, asked her what I was to do, and she sent me here. Mom and Dad think I am at a theatre camp, but here I am. I know my story is very anti-climatic compared to all the other kids, but this is it. No epic battle, no saytr. Just me, Mom, Dad, and Megan.
