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Name: Jillian Evergrace

Age: 15 years old

God Parent: Hecate/Pandia/Aphrodite

Mortal Parent: Samson Evergrace


Personality: Jillian Evergrace prefers to be called as Jill rather than her full name 'Jillian' which she finds it silly. Most of the time, Jill likes to diverge herself from the crowd. She has her own world. She is mysterious in such a way. She likes talking to animals more rather than people. Jill has this thought that people won't understand her if she tries to make friends with them anyway. With this, Jill's usually snobby, harsh and wouldn't back down from a challenge during first meetings. However, once someone earned her trust, she can be very friendly and at the same time, protective. She had a sudden interest on celestial bodies such as the stars and solar system. Other than that, music is also her solace from the cares and troubles of the world. In fact, she's a prodigy in playing the flute.

Appearance:

Jill Evergrace

History:


Somewhere in Milan, Italy, I was born to Samson Evergrace, my father who was part Italian and part Mexican. His real surname was Adventine but he changed it when we moved to US. He was an acclaimed conductor in an orchestra. My mother? Lost. Or so they said. Getting to that topic makes me feel as if my whole life was a lie. How did I know it was? It's quite a long story to tell.

I had an annoying twin brother, who always tries to make my life a complete misery. But of course, I never made him win over his puny guise. Whenever we fought, it always leads to chaos. Especially in school, I had enough troubles in my grades when I was diagnosed with ADHD (yeah, I'm a troubled kid, you could say that) and he made it even worst. Dad couldn't take it anymore, not after the 'Mom incident'. He ran out of school choices in Italy so we moved to the US when we were five. To be more specific, in Mexico.

Money slowly faded away from Dad's grasp when he gradually became unstable and unpredictable at most. He usually comes back home late in the night, drunk. And this had affected his career first as being a conductor in his orchestra. His liver finally gave up when we were eight and that was when our lives had their turning point. We were left orphaned to our grandmother in Ohio and Dad had left us with strict rules to follow. Early curfews, no reading of myths, and so on that nearly took away our freedom to do the things we love. But one perk is that we get to inherit anything that belongs to our father. For me, I got his flute and his music book filled with his notes written in a weird sort of way and musical notes, too advanced for me to be able to follow. I grew exhausted trying to read his notes and figure out what it says but I gave up and never again opened his music book.

As we stayed at grandma's, she tried to lift our spirits by telling us various stories of different genres. Whether it would be of epics, legends, fairytales, folklores and myths that led me to grow fond of stories and another reason for that is to clear out the air before bedtime, the time whenever my brother and I would love to strangle each other. As for the flute, well, it had always been with me, like a part of me as I grow. Whenever I'd puff out a few tunes, I feel at peace, my worries, washed away by the tides of musical rhythm. When I was thirteen, I had the sudden urge to open Dad's music book again. This time, I was already a 'prodigy' at playing the flute as they say. So I played his music and, as if magic, the weird handwriting written in Dad's book glowed, the lights turned off and rearranged themselves to form words I can understand. And that was the moment I had regretted opening his book again.

Afraid, I resort to grandma and my brother. After I told them what I knew, silence became the barrier between our voices. We fixed our eyes on grandma as if she knew something we didn't. Her stories were a mistake. And they were slowly coming alive from her words. We got attacked by a monster at that time and we didn't have the exact weapons to defeat it. Our house were trashed and in ruins when grandma's satyr friend arrived to the rescue and gave us weapons I wouldn't want to use if the situation wasn't like this. In my hands was a bow and arrow I am quite adept at (since I asked Dad once that I want to know how to shoot with arrows so he got me into Archery Class), the satyr kept on calling Celestial Bronze. My brother had a spear and a shield. The satyr said he got the gifts from Pandia a few days back when she knew that soon we will get attacked by monsters.

The three of us fought the monster until it disintegrated into a pile of dust. It was a crucial experience that nearly killed us cold-heartedly. We never knew how to fight that creature. But at least, I'm thankful I'm still on my feet.

Before we left for this Camp Half Blood they say, grandma told us a painful story---probably the last we would ever hear from her. She told us she knew we were 'demigods' as she watched us grow since his son, was in fact, a son of Apollo. It would explain why he's a genius in music. She also said that Dad met Mom in the studio as he played music that rippled a magical effect to the spectators since his flute---the flute I now inherit---was given as a gift from Apollo. It was love at first sight and Dad kept on composing music with Mom as his inspiration. When she left or should we say, 'disappeared into the horizon', he was heartbroken of course. And he grew unstable ever since. He raised us with love and care, all that he could ever muster for us almost overprotective. But deep inside, he was pained as if we were a piece of her. And the painful truth was that he knew Mom was a Greek goddess yet they chose to have children with each other out of love. And he was prepared for every risks. Which would explain why he was really harsh and overprotective with us because he knew we were demigods.

She also inserted, after wiping tears from her eyes, an explanation for what we are. That we are demigods like the ones in Greek myths. Camp, the dangers that awaits us, that the monster that attacked us earlier wouldn't be the first and the last monster we would ever encounter. So, without further ado, we set out for camp. Along the way, we encountered many monster attacks that slowed our progress down. We were often bruised, scratched, bleeding and nearly dead if it wasn't for the satyr's healing abilities and the ambrosia and nectar he packed for us. We wouldn't be able to survive to reach camp if it wasn't for our mother who gave us gifts that could be useful on our journey as demigods through the satyr. I had a sword and a necklace shield. My brother had a shield too and each of us were given a falcon.

When we were almost to camp, stupid Stymphalian birds attacked us. It was, like any other attacks, hard to beat and we were almost at the brink of death. But in the end, we managed to shoo them off with the noise we made (out of magic if Hecate's the mother) and reached camp bloody, pecked, messy and injured. And I was 14. When I awoke in the infirmary, I was claimed by my mother. As for my brother, he recovered faster than me and they say he's out somewhere on the strawberry fields.

After a while, he decided to leave camp unexpectedly and the reason? I'm not sure. He told me to come with him but I refused. So he stayed overnight but when I was asleep, he left me. The nerve. He never changed.

Weapons: A bow and a quiver of arrows that glows when moonlight strikes them and a magical flute on which she also uses as an instrument of her magic.

~Mathemagical 06:14, November 2, 2013 (UTC)


Comments

Gods and goddesses are not allowed to have direct interaction with their children, like what Hecate (I'm assuming for now that Hecate is the godparent) did here. You will have to find other ways where in the demigods will receive the gifts. What happened to her brother? Since this is only a claim for the female, what happened to the male? What age was she when she arrived at Camp?

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

For her brother (male), he got to camp safely as well but injured, bruised and stuffs like that. She arrived at camp when she was like fourteen, nearly fifteen. I just approximated the age above ^_^ And for the interaction, I'll change that.

Fixed!

~Mathemagical 21:15, November 2, 2013 (UTC)

Hecate Cabin is full. It will be more likely that you will receive Pandia as the char's godly parent. Do you intend to create her brother as a new char? Or will someone else create the char? I don't really see any change in the interaction between the demigods and their mother.

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

WHA?? I thought it only had like 17 or 18 campers :'( And no, I don't intend on creating the brother or would anyone since I can't find a decent male photo >.<. And there is now =). The gifts were given through the satyr before they met each other (demigods) but the grandma knew that they were demigods and she and the satyr were friends, the satyr knew who to give the gifts.

~Mathemagical

It doesn't make sense for her brother to arrive at Camp yet not be rp'ed. If you don't have any plans on having him created, you'll have to explain what's happened to him. How did the satyr acquire the gifts? Also the line "then disappeared without a trace." What exactly disappeared?

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

Just a 'supporting character' as we say. lol and like him waking up in the infirmary too? The satyr got the gifts from Hecate, herself (is that allowed? 0_o) And for the last part, I forgot to erase that one. >.<

~Mathemagical 08:18, November 3, 2013 (UTC)

No no, I mean, since he arrived at Camp, it's only given that he be there until he's sent away by the user. It just doesn't make much sense to me >.< Why say he came to camp when no one will ever rp his time at Camp? Next, kindly add in that the satyr received the gifts.

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

No user will rp him. Just none. Is it okay that no one will? I mean, I've created characters before that they had demigod friends as well but no other user created the demigod friend or whatsoever. Sorry, I haven't reread the edits I done.

Already added that the satyr got the gifts. Should I just delete the brother, anyway? I just added him since my characters are getting lonely without a sibling in their history. And only on their history.

~Mathemagical 09:44, November 4, 2013 (UTC)

Imho, if no one is to rp the brother, it'd be best to say he left Camp or something.

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

Done.

~Mathemagical

13:42, November 6, 2013 (UTC)

Hey Math ^^ Am I right? She reached camp when she was 13? If so, please do mention in the claim what happened during her 2 year stay in camp since you mentioned that she's currently 15. Four penguinsSmile and wave, boys. Now that's the worst disguise ever. ~Alias KitMen-In-Black-psd71564

Oh no. She reached camp at 14 and nearly 15. Since I approximated the age.

~Mathemagical


Ah, I see. Alright then ^^ Thank you for clarifying that.

Four penguinsSmile and wave, boys. Now that's the worst disguise ever. ~Alias KitMen-In-Black-psd71564

No probs

~Mathemagical

Kindly add in her age when she arrived in the history.

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

Done.

~Mathemagical

Last one. Hecate is full so kindly change the necessary parts suit your second godparent choice.

Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ

'( Been there. Done that...

~Mathemagical

On the bright side, at least your char's been claimed :( Please make the page as soon as possible. Also, after the page has been created, kindly add her name to the cabin list and her picture to the photo album.

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Take your time. I've got forever to wait -Demi ღ



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