xxxM C K E N N A x K O V A Č E V I Ć
xxxxxxxxxxxxx• x п л а м е н x • x f l a m e x • x / f l ā m / x •
- khmer proverb
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n i c k n a m e s x // x kenna (close friends only)
a g e x // xfifteen
g e n d e r x // xcisfemale
s e x u a l i t y x // xdemisexual
o r i g i n x // xkragujevac, serbia
s p e c i e s x // xdemigod
p a r e n t a g e x // xhephaestus
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w e i g h t x // x101.5 lb (46 kg)
h a i r x // xMcKenna's hair is generally somewhere between straight and wavy. She prefers to keep her hair down, although she will tie it up into a ponytail without any resistance if her locks would hinder her otherwise. Depending on how much sun her hair gets, McKenna's hair can range from pale platinum blonde to a strong brassy gold.
e y e s x // xMcKenna's eyes are a bright, vibrant blue, occasionally enhanced by eye makeup.
o d d i t i e s x // xAside from her generic ear piercings (McKenna prefers to make her own earrings), McKenna has a few scars, the majority of them being scars from her tools on her hands and forearms. On a less physical note, McKenna is trilingual (not including Greek), speaking Serbian (native), Yugoslav Sign Language (fluent), and English (fluent). Her English is slightly accented, enough that people can tell she's not a native speaker, but not so much that most people would be able to tell that she's Serbian.
a p p e a r a n c e x // xUnlike many would assume, McKenna isn't bothered by her being so... vertically challenged. Regardless of her slim and petite build, McKenna actually is quite strong, despite not appearing so to any normal passerby (she has abs though - kudos to her). McKenna would have perhaps a delicate demeanor to her if it wasn't for her calloused hands and scars across her arms, signifying a daughter of Hephaestus.
Despite being rather knowledgable, McKenna is absolutely oblivious in the world of fashion. She usually wears worn-down and faded t-shirts, sweatshirts, jeans, boots, etc. McKenna's style can change at times, but only for convenience, not for appearance.
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Т Е М П Е Р А М Е Н Т
xxxxxxxxxxxx• x a b i l i t y x • x \ ə - ˈ b i - l ə - t ē \ x •
f i r e / h e a t x m a n i p u l a t i o nx // x McKenna is rather proficient in this ability of hers. She's a hardcore Hephaestus kid, and works with fire a lot (admittedly because it captivated her like it would to a curious child). She can heat varieties of materials up, and cool them down to their original temperature. However, McKenna can't lower the temperatures of things to anything lower than it was originally. McKenna can also manipulate fire.
f i r e / h e a t x i m m u n i t yx // x Basically, McKenna could walk through a wildfire and come out unscathed.
h e i g h t e n e d x i n t e l l i g e n c e x // x It's not just natural smarts, McKenna's intelligence is heightened because she's a daughter of Hephaestus. She has higher level intellect than most demigods.
С Н А Г А
xxxxxxxxxxxx• x s t r e n g t h x • x \ ˈ s t r e ŋ ( k ) t h \ x •
a l l - a r o u n d x k n o w l e d g ex // x McKenna generally knows a lot in quite a few areas. Of course, she might have more knowledge in areas like weaponry, etc., but McKenna knows a lot of facts and how to apply them in her life.
m a s t e r x i n v e n t o r / e n g i n e e r x // x Although McKenna isn't horrible in combat, she's still pretty average, and tends to rely on her engineering intellect to win her battles. She's a blacksmith, engineer, and inventor all wrapped into one.
s t r e n g t h x // x Physical strength, mental strength, emotional strength, it's all McKenna's forte.
С Л А Б О С Т
xxxxxxxxxxxx• x w e a k n e s s x • x \ ˈ w ē k - n ə s \ x •
v i n d i c t i v e x // x McKenna's generally quite sensible, and doesn't act wildly on her emotions, but her trust is hard to earn. If you wrong her in any way, like her father, McKenna will try to seek revenge and won't let you get away with it.
c h a r m x // x Or lack of it. McKenna's a relatively straightforward person. She's a cynic and won't do much to hide it. McKenna's not a bad person, it's just that people tend to be turned off by their immediate impression of her.
p h y s i c a l xc o m b a t x // x McKenna isn't the worst combatant you could find, but if you told her to spar someone just with her fighting skills, she'd probably refuse. McKenna is an inventor more than she is a warrior, and prefers to use her creations to win her battles instead of pure combat.
С Т Р А Х
xxxxxxxxxxxx• x f e a r x • x \ ˈ f i r \ x •
h e i g h t s x // x This fear of McKenna's isn't as strong as it was initially. She finds that it's easier to overcome if she faces her fear with the help of her creations. Being a child of Hephaestus, who was thrown off of Mount Olympus as a baby, McKenna has this fear solely because of her parentage.
w a t e r x // x Again, another fear related to her parentage. McKenna, being a fire manipulator, naturally fears and strongly dislikes water. Even if she wasn't the daughter of Hephaestus, she'd still probably be scared of water, since she's not exactly a top-notch swimmer.
b e i n g xa b a n d o n e d x // x McKenna doesn't really fear people being taken away from her as much as the people she cares about leaving at their own free will. It's not the act of being left out to dry that scares McKenna, it's the idea that she's not enough for people to stay by her side at their own will.
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Л И Ч Н О С Т
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx• x honest x • x ambitious x • x wise x • x cynical x •
Lazy couldn't possibly describe someone like McKenna. Her ambition is so strong almost to the point of idealistic foolishness. She's incredibly strong-willed and determined to succeed and be the best - to some, it might even be the slightest bit concerning. McKenna is the type of person who'd stay up all night and disregard her health in order to perfect something or get something done. It's not just mere drive, though; if McKenna doesn't do this, she'll start feeling anxious and fidgety. Insomnia will come back and visit her every night until she can achieve what she wants to achieve.
McKenna might not fit the mold of a sagely and kind person a child of Hestia might be like, but she is surprisingly wise. Her words might hit you like bullets, but they'll be honest and legitimately helpful. While McKenna isn't the first person people would visit for advice, more than likely due to her harsh nature, she displays incredibly good judgement that could rival or possibly surpass a child of Athena (okay, McKenna isn't that incredible at battle strategy, but let's not think about that right now).
As people say, idealism precedes experience, while wisdom and cynicism is what follows. Plain and simple, McKenna's a cynic. She's often quite sardonic, and her brutal honesty and crassness will make you feel like your head just got shoved in a bucket of ice water. She is an icy cold realist, and believes that everyone has some selfish intentions at heart, and that no one can be completely selfless or good-hearted. She seems to have no hope in humanity or the deities. In reality, McKenna's a brutally realistic people who doesn't rely on hope or faith. She's always the one to ruin the mood when people are feeling optimistic.
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McKenna had grown to the age of nine with her three friends. The only one of them who could hear had ADHD - his name was Loke, and he was three years her senior. His mother was Swedish, but his father was Serbian. When his mother died when his was a mere four years old, Loke's father handed him off to Kragujevac's orphanage, and they never saw each other again. It was considered normal. So were the cases with McKenna's two deaf friends, Antonios and Ermolai. Serbian children with disabilities who grew up in institutions usually had at least one living parent, and that was definitely the case with McKenna and her three friends. But it was normal, so they were fine.
McKenna.
What do you want, Ermolai?
... We won't be able to survive like this. These people, they're keeping us alive, but they aren't allowing us to thrive. When we turn eighteen, we'll be adults and they'll throw us out, and we won't be able to survive in the real world. We won't be able to find each other, either; Antonios will leave in two years and you'll leave in nine. We're doomed.
... You're assuming we'll make it to eighteen.
You probably will. I won't.
The tables turned when McKenna turned eleven. Ermolai froze their supervisor. Literally froze her. The Serbian institute did not take that well, and to put it simply, by accident or on purpose, Ermolai was killed. Turns out, he was Khione's kid, although McKenna only learned that much later.
I told you McKenna, two years, ago, that I wouldn't make it, and look where I am now!
Loke couldn't take it. Ermolai was a year younger than him and like his little brother, and Loke had always been rather sensitive. He hung himself and McKenna's heart hardened even more than it already had.
"McKenna, you and Antonios are my best friends in this place, but Ermolai was too. How can I live in a nation that has killed a brother of mine?"
"... You're tough, Loke. I've known you for nine years. I don't think it'll get better over time, but you're strong, and strong people can endure the worst pains."
"McKenna, I'm not as strong as you think. I'm sorry."
By the end of that fiasco, McKenna only had Antonios left. He was seven years older than her, almost eighteen - he was going to leave soon, and then McKenna would have nobody.
It's time, 'Kenna. Those two have died, you need to know.
It was then when Antonios told her everything (well, more like signed). He explained who he was - one of Hermes' children. At the tender age of nine, Hermes, who had kept a close eye on him for his entire life, sent him off to Kragujevac, which was a demigod hotspot in Serbia. Being deaf and fluent in Yugoslav Sign Language, he fit in perfectly. McKenna became suspicious of Antonios - although Ermolai's "accident" was definitely convincing, she didn't think she had any reason to believe him.
Are you telling me that I should believe in Greek gods because Ermolai managed to freeze someone? Don't toy with his death, Antonios! It was fucking crazy, but that doesn't mean I'll accept any answer.
... You're one of us, McKenna. The god of blacksmiths is your father. Fire is in your control, and you've always been clever. If you're really as smart as I know you are, you'll let me take you to Camp Athens.
Tell me, Toni, why should I?
Antonios was a manipulative guy. At the end of it, McKenna managed to burn a stick with her bare hands, and she let Antonios take her out of Serbia. They didn't go to Camp Athens, but they managed to survive for three and a half years, the older taking jobs here and there.
If something happens, go to Camp Athens, McKenna. For Ermolai, for Loke, for me.
What the fuck are you saying?
Antonios disappeared. McKenna doesn't know if he died or abandoned her, and while she didn't want to blindly trust someone, no matter how long she'd known them, her best option truly was Camp Athens. McKenna arrived at camp with a hardened soul, a bitter heart, and a cynical mind. Ermolai's words haunt her, Loke's death numbs her, and Antonios' disappearance angers her.
McKenna wouldn't change a thing.