Name: Bianca Jenson Age: 15 Gender: Female God Parents: Mnemosyne Mortal Parent: John Jenson
Appearance: Long, platinum blond hair. Electric blue eyes that can change color depending on what language she's speaking or what she's reading (if that's ok). She wears a black and white as a symbol of her belief in equality. Bianca is short. She is calm, and rarely cracks a real smile.
Personality: Bianca is quiet,and believes in equality for all. However, she has anger management problems. She can be calm one minute and burst the next. She tries to control these but rarely succeeds. She has trouble with relationships of any kind as she has been through a lot. Her fatal flaw is not being able to trust anyone. Her fears include becoming handicapped (blind, deaf, paralyzed, etc.), being misled, and small spaces. She hates being touched. Whenever Bianca meets someone now, she uses her powers to go into their past to see if they're trustworthy
History: Bianca was born into a horrible situation. After her mother left to return to her godly duties, her dad became depressed, even though he knew his lover had to leave someday. His depression spiraled out of control. John started drinking, doing occasional drugs, and beating Bianca whenever he felt like it. He spent his money on drugs, booze and gambling. Bianca rarely had food, and when she did, it was usually moldy or old. Bianca tried to called child services, but her father had friends wh o were sleazy policeman, preventing her from escaping. She tried to run away, twice, but she was caught both times. After the second time, he father was extremely drunk, so as punishment to her and pleasure for himself, he rapes her. Later that night Ariana clung to her only remaining items from her mother- a feather pen and a ring. She cried, "Why did you leave me with this monster mother?" She rubbed the ring and it started glowing. IN a flash, a leather journal appeared in her hands. She opened it and wrote get me out of here. With a flash she was outside her house. he father came running outside. "Dammit Bianca, I wasn't finished with you! Get back here you stupid bitch!" In that moment, Bianca felt angrier than she had ever felt before. Why had her mom left her? Why couldn't she be more strong. She felt her pen getting heavier in her hand. In an instant, it became a sharp short bladed sword. She had never used a weapon before, and did not know how to fight, so she threw it at her father. It missed, but suddenly it came flying back to her, almost like a boomerang. It floated next to her ring while she reached to grab it. She looked at the emerald and knew this ring was fueled by divine power. Her father had almost reached her at that point. Without looking, she threw her blade at her father. She kept her eyes closed as she heard the noise of a stab, then a groan, then a collapsing body. She opened her eyes to find her father dead, and her neighbor running towards her. He neighbor hugged Bianca and told her it would be okay. Later that night, Bianca was told of her mother, and about the gods. Her neighbor revealed himself to be a satyr, and offered to take her to camp half blood. She asked if there was any other place half bloods went. He hesitantly explained about the Broken Covenant. Bianca stood up and said, "So my mother is a divine god, and she left me here with him all these years? She could have helped, could have saved me! But instead, she ignored me? Why would I want to help her?!" The satyr stood up, begging her to go to Camp. He put his hand on her shoulder. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" She screamed, and stabbed him with the knife. She fled the scene, desperately searching for the Broken Covenant. She had never even learned her neighbor's name. Finally, she found the place, and she begged and cried to be let in. And so begins her adventure in the BC.
Powers: Bianca can bring back and remove certain memories, is able to go back/forth in time, can bring things to life temporarily by reading them out of her book or writing them. Bianca uses her special pen that is made from a feathers of Hera's peacock, which allows her write words down into their journal to bring with them, and create things off these words, but this only works for words written down with her special pen. She can read and understand all languages, and when she reads things out loud, they make the story play out in front of them like a film.
Weapons: Her ring is a storage space for her pen and book. When the ring is rubbed, they appear in her hands. He quill can transform into a short sword. The sword is attracted to the ring and once thrown, the sword will come back. The pen and journal can be used together (along with ehr powers) to be her greatest weapon.
Likes: Bianca likes food, as she was so deprived of it. She likes writing, singing, and crying. She loves birds, and often summons them with her pen and book.
Dislikes: People, chaos, men, her mother, her father, Camp Half Blood, boxers (the underwear, not the dog), dogs, touching, mold, an empty stomach.
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Faction: Veritum Unitum
Reason: She believes in equality, and believes that the gods are not treating demigods as equals. She wants liberty adn freedom for all demigods, and will get it by any means necessary.
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