[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]PERSONALITY

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LIKES:[break]

• partying, going out, socialising
  
• the smell of cigarette smoke
• long dangly earrings
• make-up, clothes
• flirting with boys
• crowds, loud laughter
• bright colours
  

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DISLIKES:[break]

• rules, stick-in-the-mud, being told what to do
• not being prioritized
• studying, reading
• people talking down to her because they think she's lesser
  
• the quiet
• being alone
  

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for all intents and purposes, dani is a nice girl. you know, when she's not out partying, or being loud and brash and giggling too loudly. she's a flirt but only for the fun of it, more for the laughter she causes than because she genuinely likes someone. this girl positively craves affection: she can't stand being by herself, and she can't stand the quiet. she always needs people, crowds, socializing, and she can do anything and everything just as long as she's not left to her own devices. (if the only other person in the area was an adrenaline junkie and was about to jump off a cliff, by the gods dani would let them strap a safety harness on her and dive off that cliff right along with him -- literally anything as long as she wouldn't be by herself.) she loves making other people laugh, even doing stupid or reckless things to herself just for the giggles.[break][break]

but the laughter and the brazenness is all to hide the fact that dani is a whirling vortex of darkness inside. even she herself is scared of losing herself to her grief and her own madness - she laughs at herself, daughter of dionysus, god of wine and madness, also mad herself? inside dani is a morbid, fatalistic, pessimistic demon that cackles cynically at everything, and dani never wants to let her out. so she uses anything and everything she can to make others laugh, so she can feel warm and appreciated and wanted, because more than anything dani is scared of dying alone.[break]

[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]BIOGRAPHY

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his name was evan, and he had the softest brown eyes and the smallest button nose and he was the cutest thing in your universe. you see, most siblings fought like cats and dogs, but you adored your little brother, from the tips of his curly brown hair to the bottom of his smelly, muddy, little-boy feet.[break][break]

(you wouldn't realise until much later that you didn't look much alike. but that's besides the point - he was your little brother and he always would be.)[break][break]

he was a bit of a prankster, thinking he could beat you, his smarter older sister, but sometimes you'd let him win, only if to hear the joyous sound of his giggle, so carefree like nothing could ever cause him to shed a tear. his dimples would shine and no matter how irritated you might get, you could never resist from pinching his cheeks, he was just so adorable. and he would scrunch his nose at you but flash his pearly whites (even those times when he had gaps in his smile because he was a growing boy and he was becoming a man and don't worry, his baby teeth would grow back in and didn't he know he could make money out of them?). [break][break]

and you watched him grow from the little boy who wouldn't keep his sticky little fingers out of your stuff to a polite young man who sometimes asked nicely if he could borrow your colouring pencils and he said please so could you please just hand them over please or he'd tell mummy? you might have sighed at some point and handed them over with the ill-grace of a six-year-old used to being right all the time, but even you could never say no to him. not evan, who would flash you another bright smile under his tousled hair. not evan, who would pay back borrowing your pencils with a drawing of him and mummy and daddy and look dani that's you, and i made you bigger than me. not evan, who insisted on having the drawings on the fridge because that was just one of many ways he could show you how much he loved you as his big sister.[break][break]

not evan.[break][break]

not evan, the brightest child in his class. not evan, who loved school and coming home and woke you up on saturdays with nutella on his fingers and all over his face. not evan, who should have been by your side that whole afternoon, when you should have been babysitting him, not off in your room colouring in your wonder woman colouring book. not evan, you'd scream when you were nine and he was seven and you found him sprawled on the living room in the middle of inexplicable chaos. not evan, you'd sob as you held his lifeless cooling body in your lap.[break][break]

you were only nine and he was (only) seven, and your parents blamed themselves, but you knew he was your responsibility that afternoon: you knew it was your fault.[break][break]

and when you found out that you were a demigod and monsters had been hunting you your whole life, you knew it even more: you were the reason he died. if it weren't for your godly father and his lack of self control that resulted in your cursed genes, your baby brother would have still been alive.[break][break]

of course, this all happened when you were maybe twelve - just hitting that rebellious teenage phase. your life didn't need the extra hormones, what with all the rabid monsters lurking around you, but you had to juggle (trying to be cool) and (trying to be popular) and (trying to pass your classes) with [trying to survive] and [trying to wrap your head around the fact that no you're not just plain human] and [trying to breathe] because now you know why your house was ransacked the afternoon that caused evan to die.[break][break]

(you didn't know it, but your step-father blamed your mother, too, but only because he couldn't bring himself to blame you. but that's his dark secret, not yours, and we're talking about your life here.)[break][break]

let's be honest, you didn't handle your teen years well. trying to be popular and trying to run away from your real heritage made you do stupid things to impress other people; older kids always make younger kids do stupid things, and that oh-so-holy older-kid approval was so important to you. you liked making people laugh, even if that meant hurting yourself on their dares or their jokes or their insults. and funnily enough, the older kids always had the most inspiration for the most effed up things when their victim was you.[break][break]

because you found your niche with them, as you grew you stuck by them, or people like them. older teens, college kids, high school drop outs. anyone who could give you that craving of approval and provided you a way to lose control at the same time. eventually, when they started offering you things that they promised were fun and were a great way to just forget about everything, of course what were you to do but experiment with them?[break][break]

your parents still remember the first time you came home drunk. you were all of fourteen years old. you tried to make up some excuse about a sleepover at jane's house and you'd just been trying vodka like all the other fourteen year olds out there and you were a grown up now, mum, you can't control me - before proceeding to vomit all over their shoes. you had to be laid up in bed and miss school the next day and your parents hovered over you but you just pushed them away. you'd gained your right of passage, you were now a grown up, you now had something to brag about to your lesser peers - you'd gotten wasted and had even had a roaring hangover the next day. by the gods, you were practically an adult.[break][break]

you weren't a woman yet then, but you soon became one, didn't you? and you were so proud of yourself for that one, too. his name was mark and he was seventeen and you were fifteen and you thought that he was the love of your life! he said such sweet things and gave you such caring attention and this was just another of those things that you had to do as an adult, right? he said 'i love you' and you said 'you too' and that automatically meant finding yourself on your back in the back seat of his dad's car. (and even if it hurt at first and it went too fast and you didn't completely get what the fun was all about.) you still walked into school the next day with an extra swagger, an extra smirk, an extra eyebrow raise and tilted chin. then he laughed at you when you tried to give him a kiss and he told all his friends just how easy you were and you had to be sent home because you broke down uncontrollably in third period. [break][break]

you were fifteen when you realised that men could be monsters, too.[break][break]

and as what usually happens in these stories, all your 'friends' turned their backs on you. they taught you that being an adult was cool, but when you tried to show them just how much of an adult you were, they jeered at you and booed you and told you you were wh*re. you were toppled from your little pedestal and had to slum it with all the other uncool people at the bottom of the food chain.[break][break]

his name was jacob. you'd actually always seen him around since you were in primary school, but you'd never said hi, especially when you grew up and realised you were pretty. because jacob was a nerd with his big glasses and his dull dark blond hair and his weird facts about animals. when you were in your teens, you took great enjoyment jeering at him with all your other 'friends'. even when your 'friends' were gone and you only had jacob left, you still ignored him and thought yourself better than him (and look just where all your 'friends' got you: right at the bottom with no dignity left). [break][break]

but he shared his animal crackers with you (gods, he was your age, right?) and started tutoring you in all the classes you were failing. it got a bit under your skin when mark saw who you'd replaced him with and couldn't stop laughing whenever he saw you two together. it made you fume with embarrassment and resentment when they started giving you and jacob nicknames. and you tried hurting jacob so that at least someone hurt more than you, but he just looked at you stoically like he knew what you were doing and then he'd be there at your side again at lunch time the next day, still extending those gods be frackinged animal crackers at you.[break][break]

and you know what? you smiled at him through your tears, wiped the stupid mascara from down your cheeks, and you fracking well took one of those stupid animal crackers. and he smiled his first real smile at you and you realised you didn't even f*king need anyone else.[break][break]

of course, that's when your life turned to h*ll and came back to haunt you. just for sh*ts and gigs. [break][break]

because jacob had to be the one sitting beside you at the bus stop when that f*king monster came out of nowhere, running straight for you. because jacob had to be the one to break into a car and hotwire it to get you to safety, even though he couldn't see exactly what it was that was coming for you. because jacob turned his head to smile confidently and reassuringly at you in the driver's seat of the stolen honda bound for long island where your mother told you to run.[break][break]

because jacob had to be the one who got t-boned by some crackhead running a red light. (not evan.) [break][break]

because jacob was still alive and told you to run, to leave him, and smiled one last sad smile at you and promised to see you on the other side. (and now, not jacob.)[break][break]

and you did. you left him. and you promised you would never ever, ever, love anyone again.[break][break]

[attr="class","hopelovetitle"]POWERS, SKILLS & WEAPONS

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[ MADNESS ][break]
dani has the ability to cause or heal madness - it is much easier for her to cause or amplify madness than it is for her to heal it. in fact, she unconsciously exudes a small degree of madness, and those who are weaker mentally are more susceptible to her influence. this is why her peers were always more out of control when she was around.[break][break]

her madness ability can either cause a person's madness to become more obvious (ie inherent madness, aggravated impulses, less self-control), or can also make someone do crazy things they normally wouldn't do (a form of mind-control, ie given the prompt of 'dog', a victim could roll around on all fours and bark). she has to use more strength and focus on the second, but she is quite proficient in both.[break][break]

skin-on-skin is the most effective way to use her ability, but even vicinity helps. her power is also so far limited to those she concentrates on, and is weaker when used against a group of people. the madness lingers depending on how much she has used, but a person with stronger will would be able to shake it off sooner and with more ease. however, dani has been practicing and training a lot, so her ability will only grow. the madness also lashes out when she is emotionally unstable.
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[ WINE MAKER ][break]
turn water into wine - an ability dani loves using as a party trick, although she often has to make up a lie when she uses it amongst mortals (didn't you see that trick in the movie now you see me? they teach you how to do it, too!). currently limited to a few litres - she once tried to practice turning a bathtub's worth of water into wine after watching a vlog about taking a bath in wine, didn't really work. it turned out like really diluted grape juice. also this ability is limited only to normal wine, which to be honest isn't even something she's particularly fond of. turn water into vodka, now that would be more up dani's alley.[break][break]

[ CHLOROKINESIS ][break]
plants honestly love this girl. the strawberry fields in camp half-blood enjoyed twirling soft tendrils of vines up her feet, or her fingers if she cared to touch them. she liked using the plants to get her things, like when she visited a nearby vineyard and the resident grapevines hung a bunch of grapes above her while she rested on the grass underneath them, munching on a grape at a time while her fellow demigods laughed. she doesn't much use this ability, but should she practice, she would be able to summon stronger vines to attack or defend herself as necessary.[break]

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PLAYED BY ARK

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MAVOR, freya as danielle lennox