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by Lindsey Callaghan 7/16/2015, 4:34 pmName: Yeva Ivanovich
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Eyes: Black eyes
Hair: Black hair
Height: 5 foot 6
Body Type: Slender
Skin Colour: white
God Parent: Enyo
Mortal Parent: Robchev Valisejy Ivanovich
Country of Origin: Russia (Former USSR)
Pets: None
Talents: Good with unconventional close combat such as trench clubs, knives, bayonets and rocks, can speak Russian and Ukrainian, great at working in a team.
Weapon**: Celestial Bronze Boar Spear
Personality: Yena is quick to act and easy to anger, especially those directed at the flaws of her motherland. She fought for her home regardless of whether it is a good place or not, she lost too many people to let others complain about it. She has a weird sense of humour and is reluctant to reveal her homosexuality to anyone, though a picture of her former girlfriend is framed next to her bed so it kind of gives in away. She tends to be quiet around crowds and sometimes keeps to herself instead of socialising with her friends. A few nights she has nightmares about the past and it occasionally crosses over with people she knows from the modern times. On those nights, Yena tended to remain awake, reading the Communist Manifesto for comfort despite many people nowdays being against Communism. She dislikes negative talk about the Soviet Union or Stalin and has been known to get into fights with other campers commenting negatively about either.
Flaws: Bitter hatred for Germany for her the Great Patriotic War was and still is a recent event, she lost too many friends, comrades and most of her family to them, doesn't like getting close to people, struggles to comprehend the technology of the modern world, suffers from flash backs and nightmares.
Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): None
Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): None
Life Before Camp*: Yeva was born in Soviet Union 1928, to a proud father who served in the Red Army as a "Leytenant". She grew up on an army base being cared for by a Nanny hired by her father. She made quite a few friends for the first few years of her life before she kept getting into fights with other groups of kids with her friends. In 1938 a crippled friend who happened to be a her best friend revealed himself to be a satyr and that she was a demigod. Valisk or 'John' as in fact was his real name faced a real struggle getting her out of the Soviet Union to the United States. In the end they had to or rather John had to convince her father who managed to make arrangement to send her over seas to visit a sickly elderly relative in the United States.
Fortunately for all concerned, despite with the world fearing of war nothing dangerous or potentially fatal occurred on the long trip by sea to New York. Here Yeva discovered that she got sea sick rather easily.
Getting to camp proved to be difficult, three times they had to evade monsters before finally reaching the relative safety of Camp Half-blood. Here Yeva struggled to make friends with the other campers forging a few close friendships with the handful of kids who hailed from the USSR. By the time June 22nd 1941 Yeva was finally began to feel at the Camp, she even managed to get a girlfriend a girl from Canada Jennifer Right. However when news reached her of the German invasion of the Soviet Union, she made the choice to return home and defend her motherland. However it was much more difficult to get back home with a World War raging across the world. By the time she managed to reach home in 1943, Yeva had turned fifteen. It took numerous vessels and plenty of lying, stealing and sneaking in with various refugees.
Upon her arrival she found herself placed as a volunteer Clerk in the Red Army. It was a boring job and not how she wanted to save her motherland. When she turned sixteen she pestered, beg and asked everyone for a transfer to the front lines, as the USSR was one of the few countries to actively use women as frontline troops. After being turned down by her CO for the twenty seventh time the Tank Commander of a T-34/85 platoon took a chance on the young girl desperate to take part in the fight. Boris Olzylia, did this partially out of kindness but also because she happened to remind him greatly of his own daughter who had been killed in 1942 during an air raid.
Yeva found herself serving as the hull mounted machine gunner, next to the driver. She fought in numerous battles against the fascists, right up until the battle for Berlin where unfortunately her unit was not involved in the final battle against the fascist menace. In her three years of service for the USSR, she was wounded two times in the line of service. Her friend and Tank Commander Olzylia unfortunately did not survive the war, during an engagement with a German rear guard their tank was struck by an enemy Panzer IV. After the crew piled out of the tank, Yeva realised that Olzylia was not among them, risking her own life she rushed back to the tank to pull out the badly injured form of Boris. She just pulled him free when the machine burst into flame, badly burning her right arm. Despite her attempts to save her commander, he later died of his injuries. It was for this reason she was awarded the title Hero of the Soviet Union.
Following the ending of World War 2, her unit was deactivated and so Yeva decided to leave the USSR before it tightened well closed its borders as she didn't feel her homosexuality would be welcome too much in Russia that and her father had been killed during the battle for Stalingrad, thus leaving her little reason to stay home. Yeva first headed to Vegas upon reaching the United States to try and find her girlfriend Jennifer, she search for many months before finally having exhausted her savings, decided to seek a part time job in the wrong Casino.
She never found what happened to her former girlfriend, having been trapped in the Lotus Casino for far too many years for her liking. Upon her glorious escape she decided that it might be best for her to return to Camp Half-blood. When she arrived she found out that far too much had changed, she found out how long that she had in fact been gone.
It is something she is struggling to cope with.
RP Example*: Yena knew she was dreaming, she had not seen the inside of the 'Fighting Girlfriend' since the end of WW2 in 1945. Before her lay the familiar form of her machine gun, the weapon she played the dance of death on. Yet her crew wasn't the one she fought most of the battles in, but her friends and cabin mates from camp half blood. Above the throaty roar of their tank's engines, she could hear the rumbled of explosions, the whine of rockets and the sharp bark of machineguns. At the ghostly grey form of Germans she pressed the trigger down on the machine gun firing instinctively at the grey figures who dissolved into smoke as tracers stitched through them. Suddenly a huge impact rocked the machine, the inside filling with flames. As the fire smothered the crew she woke up, her heart pounding in her chest, the sounds of battle fading gradually into nothing in her ears. It took her a moment to realise that she was safe, she even checked her right arm where the burn scars were visible and the bullet wound on her left thigh, to make sure that they weren't bleeding or unhealed.
Any notes about your characters:
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Eyes: Black eyes
Hair: Black hair
Height: 5 foot 6
Body Type: Slender
Skin Colour: white
God Parent: Enyo
Mortal Parent: Robchev Valisejy Ivanovich
Country of Origin: Russia (Former USSR)
Pets: None
Talents: Good with unconventional close combat such as trench clubs, knives, bayonets and rocks, can speak Russian and Ukrainian, great at working in a team.
Weapon**: Celestial Bronze Boar Spear
Personality: Yena is quick to act and easy to anger, especially those directed at the flaws of her motherland. She fought for her home regardless of whether it is a good place or not, she lost too many people to let others complain about it. She has a weird sense of humour and is reluctant to reveal her homosexuality to anyone, though a picture of her former girlfriend is framed next to her bed so it kind of gives in away. She tends to be quiet around crowds and sometimes keeps to herself instead of socialising with her friends. A few nights she has nightmares about the past and it occasionally crosses over with people she knows from the modern times. On those nights, Yena tended to remain awake, reading the Communist Manifesto for comfort despite many people nowdays being against Communism. She dislikes negative talk about the Soviet Union or Stalin and has been known to get into fights with other campers commenting negatively about either.
Flaws: Bitter hatred for Germany for her the Great Patriotic War was and still is a recent event, she lost too many friends, comrades and most of her family to them, doesn't like getting close to people, struggles to comprehend the technology of the modern world, suffers from flash backs and nightmares.
Abilities (must relate to god parent; optional): None
Powers (must relate to god parent; optional): None
Life Before Camp*: Yeva was born in Soviet Union 1928, to a proud father who served in the Red Army as a "Leytenant". She grew up on an army base being cared for by a Nanny hired by her father. She made quite a few friends for the first few years of her life before she kept getting into fights with other groups of kids with her friends. In 1938 a crippled friend who happened to be a her best friend revealed himself to be a satyr and that she was a demigod. Valisk or 'John' as in fact was his real name faced a real struggle getting her out of the Soviet Union to the United States. In the end they had to or rather John had to convince her father who managed to make arrangement to send her over seas to visit a sickly elderly relative in the United States.
Fortunately for all concerned, despite with the world fearing of war nothing dangerous or potentially fatal occurred on the long trip by sea to New York. Here Yeva discovered that she got sea sick rather easily.
Getting to camp proved to be difficult, three times they had to evade monsters before finally reaching the relative safety of Camp Half-blood. Here Yeva struggled to make friends with the other campers forging a few close friendships with the handful of kids who hailed from the USSR. By the time June 22nd 1941 Yeva was finally began to feel at the Camp, she even managed to get a girlfriend a girl from Canada Jennifer Right. However when news reached her of the German invasion of the Soviet Union, she made the choice to return home and defend her motherland. However it was much more difficult to get back home with a World War raging across the world. By the time she managed to reach home in 1943, Yeva had turned fifteen. It took numerous vessels and plenty of lying, stealing and sneaking in with various refugees.
Upon her arrival she found herself placed as a volunteer Clerk in the Red Army. It was a boring job and not how she wanted to save her motherland. When she turned sixteen she pestered, beg and asked everyone for a transfer to the front lines, as the USSR was one of the few countries to actively use women as frontline troops. After being turned down by her CO for the twenty seventh time the Tank Commander of a T-34/85 platoon took a chance on the young girl desperate to take part in the fight. Boris Olzylia, did this partially out of kindness but also because she happened to remind him greatly of his own daughter who had been killed in 1942 during an air raid.
Yeva found herself serving as the hull mounted machine gunner, next to the driver. She fought in numerous battles against the fascists, right up until the battle for Berlin where unfortunately her unit was not involved in the final battle against the fascist menace. In her three years of service for the USSR, she was wounded two times in the line of service. Her friend and Tank Commander Olzylia unfortunately did not survive the war, during an engagement with a German rear guard their tank was struck by an enemy Panzer IV. After the crew piled out of the tank, Yeva realised that Olzylia was not among them, risking her own life she rushed back to the tank to pull out the badly injured form of Boris. She just pulled him free when the machine burst into flame, badly burning her right arm. Despite her attempts to save her commander, he later died of his injuries. It was for this reason she was awarded the title Hero of the Soviet Union.
Following the ending of World War 2, her unit was deactivated and so Yeva decided to leave the USSR before it tightened well closed its borders as she didn't feel her homosexuality would be welcome too much in Russia that and her father had been killed during the battle for Stalingrad, thus leaving her little reason to stay home. Yeva first headed to Vegas upon reaching the United States to try and find her girlfriend Jennifer, she search for many months before finally having exhausted her savings, decided to seek a part time job in the wrong Casino.
She never found what happened to her former girlfriend, having been trapped in the Lotus Casino for far too many years for her liking. Upon her glorious escape she decided that it might be best for her to return to Camp Half-blood. When she arrived she found out that far too much had changed, she found out how long that she had in fact been gone.
It is something she is struggling to cope with.
RP Example*: Yena knew she was dreaming, she had not seen the inside of the 'Fighting Girlfriend' since the end of WW2 in 1945. Before her lay the familiar form of her machine gun, the weapon she played the dance of death on. Yet her crew wasn't the one she fought most of the battles in, but her friends and cabin mates from camp half blood. Above the throaty roar of their tank's engines, she could hear the rumbled of explosions, the whine of rockets and the sharp bark of machineguns. At the ghostly grey form of Germans she pressed the trigger down on the machine gun firing instinctively at the grey figures who dissolved into smoke as tracers stitched through them. Suddenly a huge impact rocked the machine, the inside filling with flames. As the fire smothered the crew she woke up, her heart pounding in her chest, the sounds of battle fading gradually into nothing in her ears. It took her a moment to realise that she was safe, she even checked her right arm where the burn scars were visible and the bullet wound on her left thigh, to make sure that they weren't bleeding or unhealed.
Any notes about your characters:
