Claiming:Camp/Alena Beckenbauer

Name: Alena Beckenbauer

Gender: Female

God Parent: Cybele, Aphrodite, Hermes

Mortal Parent: Ludwig Beckenbauer

Appearance:

Lena Meyer-Landrut

There's really no way to describe Alena, because she lives in the spur of the moment, her appearance is constantly changing. Her hair has been dyed many colours, from brown to red to blonde, and ombre in some cases. She has a tattoo on her arm that reads 'to love and to be loved' which means a lot to her. She'll wear almost anything and has at least seven colours of converses. Slim in stature and pale of face with deep brown eyes, people have called her smile charming and dorky. She loves to wear make-up, because it's pretty and there are a lot of colours for her to choose from.

Personality:

''You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.''

We all exist in our own personal reality of craziness.

Alena never truly grew up from being a child, she is very bright, extroverted and peppy and much intolerant of boredom. Constantly active, she is naive and needs everyone to be her friend; she gets confused when people don't like her, and when people are sad or moody. People might say Alena needs a babysitter because she is a bit of an unintentional troublemaker, she still loves to watch old kids movies and cries at things that are really only slightly emotional. Very much a spontaneous heart she can often decide to do things on a whim, and dislikes responsibility, preferring to live life on a whim. She is caring and often tries to give advice, this is often unhelpful even though she lives by it herself. She is an ESFP (Extraverted Sensory Feeling Percieving.) Bright, she'll take a party over work any day and can often be found doing an awkward dance or bursting spontaneously into song.

History:

Ludwig Beckenbauer was a singer, a profession his parents had never approved of - and he frequented a pub called 'Das Loch in der Wand.' A bit of an alcoholic, he sang there on the assurance of tips and free pints of beer, while the bartender reaped extensive funds from those who came to hear the 'Wundermann' sing. He liked it when the women who come to hear him came to talk to him, exchange small talk, and such like, so initially for him Monika was no different. Over the time they spent talking, they got more and more drunk, and the last hazy memory he retained was them going to one of the back rooms that the place offered.

"I don't like one night stands," Ludwig professed, after coming up with the idea of three days.

"So you want to have a three night stand?" she asked, with a raised eyebrow, before going out to buy him some more beer, and never returning. Ludwig moved on with his life, and didn't particularly think about it until a letter came through his door bearing a confusing message.

It told him that the girl he had had a one night stand with was her, and she was the goddess Cybele and she'd given birth to his child. Sure enough, outside the door on the doorstep there was a wailing child lying in the July heat. Refusing to let a child he had no proof was his impede his life, he went to the hospital and found out the child was, indeed, his.

Weapons:


 * A CB sickle.