her full name is penelope kore hades. no one is allowed to call her kore besides her mother (she accidentally burns them if they do.) kore means maiden in greek, which is also an alias of her mother. no one is special enough to her than her mother. at elias, many just call her pen and before, it used to irritate her to no end. it showed how lazy people were to pronounce her first name. now, she's used to it and rolls her eyes as a typical reaction to the pet name. others call her penny and she wonders why the hell people can't just say penelope. she secretly enjoys having nicknames though. makes her feel a bit special if the person gives her a nickname that isn't pen/penny.
she's in her dorm for once. hiding out was quite tiring and she missed the comforts of her mattress and pillows. penelope finds herself tucked under her covers, half asleep and it's only noon. her eyes were about to close and take her to a land of clouds when a paper falls on her face. an irritated expression scars her face as her eyes narrow at the thin piece of material covering her features. plucking the white sheet away from her, penelope scans through the written words. it looks like chicken scratch, but she doesn't mind (kind of). it's a letter to her from a certain pair of imps. a smile appears bright on her face as she begins to read, this is just what she needed after all.
" dearest penelope!
it's your favorite demon, panic! i just wanted to update you on several things back in hell. first things first, pain says he misses you even if he denies it. your father beat him up all of last week because he brought out the hercules merchandise again. idiot! -snickers- your mother is saying you should go home soon for another visit. she doesn't want you to keep fainting so often. remember to eat the pomegranate seeds that she sent you, it'll lessen the faint attacks. your father sends his regards as well. he wants to make sure that things haven't been a hassle for his lovely daughter. on the topic of your father's off spring, your older brother is expected to stop by sometime soon. be prepared, penny. this isn't the same person you saw a few years ago. if he causes you trouble, you'll write back to me, right? i know you'll keep it to yourself, so you have to write back. be safe up there, penelope. come back when you can. WHICH IS SOON RIGHT?!
love, panic
p.s. PAIN WAS HERE. HI PEN. "
she sets the piece of paper down next to her as her eyes start to water. despite the trip home with lucifer, penelope hadn't been home since. she missed the two idiots that kept her company post-breakup. she missed her mother's warm smile in the morning. she missed her father's subtle actions that showed that he missed her too. it made her wonder why she was still here at this cursed academy when she could be home. the young goddess was homesick, yet she felt miserable at elias just as she did when she was home. why wasn't there an escape this time around? she curls up into the fetal position, her eyes glassy with tears. her arms wrap around her legs and she doesn't feel like sleeping. there were too many thoughts now.
the paper is between her fingers again as she rereads the letter numerous times. she knows that she should of ate those pomegranate seeds instead of tossing them away into the trash. penelope had hidden the fainting problem away from everyone pretty well. they all thought she was taking a nap of sorts. sadly for her, it wasn't the case. she was supposed to be in hell in the winter. the poor girl wasn't meant to last on the surface during the harsh cold.there wasn't a soul that knew and she was going to make sure she kept it that way. a sigh fell from her red lips. those seeds were the only things connecting her to home. they were the chain that tugged her back every winter. she hated them. the red stain they left on her lips were a reminder of how she was meant to be caged in during the prettiest season.
then, there was the topic of her brother. her half brother to be exact. a bitter laugh fell from her lips as she rolled onto her back. big brother phelix was coming to elias. she knew that he hated her for multiple reasons. it was unfair. he was the reminder to her parents that her father was unfaithful. he was the reason why her mother remained silent for months when she found out. he ruined the image that penelope had of marriage. she didn't hate him though, resented him a little, but there was no hatred in her heart for him. there was a few glimpses here and there every once in a while when he would be in one of the rooms learning, but pain or panic would always urge her to move past the room before she could get a good look at him though. the servants running around the castle would whisper in the hallways at times about how much phelix hated her and how he would rule hell one day because he was a male. did those imbeciles forget that he was only a demigod and she was an actual goddess? it made her blood boil for an odd reason. if he ruled hell, then she would be free from the confinements that they made for her. but still, penelope couldn't leave him behind to rot. they were family after all.
closing her eyes, she let out a deep breath that she didn't know she was holding in. she would have to write back again soon or who knows what panic would tell her father. her fingers crushed the letter tightly before black irises fluttered open to stare at the ceiling of the dorm room. how is she going to survive?
"kaiden de vil is a nightmare that seems to come and haunt me to no ends. he's the one that i gave my heart to seasons ago. he's also the one who broke it until there was nothing left. what a cliche love story. we met in london around the time when the flowers began to bloom again. i was playing the piano at a small cafe and he came up to me, asking if i could teach him how to play so he could show off to his mother. i agreed and the pieces seem to fit in place, i suppose."
☆ :Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?
she would make a wish if no one was around. her wish would most likely be that the people she cares for would be okay after they all leave elias and that they won’t forget about their time with her.
✄ :Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they?
she doesn’t have any reasons to self-harm, using other methods to let out her turmoil. as a goddess, it takes several days to years for a wound to heal, depending on how bad it is, so she tries not to get hurt.
✖ :Describe a way to make them uneasy or apprehensive.
a way to make her uneasy is to bring out the old subject of love and have intimacy with her. though she shows an irritated expression, it makes her feel anxious. she feels like fleeing every time someone tries to be intimate with her and she will most likely escape if given the chance to.
☁ :Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day.
penelope would usually curl up under her bed covers if it was a thunder storm ( she has a fear of thunder ). a cup of hot chocolate would be on her bedside table to keep her warm. soft piano music playing in the background to keep her mind off of the storm. if it was just raining, she would grab her umbrella and take a walk because she enjoys the sound of raining falling. when no one is around, she plays with the puddles and sings to random songs.
☯ :Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why?
she believes that there is light in something dark. it may not be equal to each other, but she knows there is a small amount that tries to balance out the other somehow or that's what her mother told her when they visited out of the underworld.
❤ :Describe a physical action that shows complete trust.
An action of complete trust is giving a ring to them. penelope was given a ring from her mother on her sixteenth birthday and she cherishes it with her life. a ring from her doesn't mean that she loves them romantically or anything of that sort. it means that she's willing to endure all types of things for them and will stay by your side through anything. she'll be loyal to them as a friend and expects all the things mentioned above in return if she gives them a ring.
her creative outlets would have to be in the performing arts area. she enjoys playing the piano and dancing, even singing when she feels like it. penelope was told by the muses that the arts are what make life colorful and she has believed those words since.
❥ :Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust.
she wouldn't tell them that she trusts them. penelope doesn't use words to show how she truly feels to someone and that gets her into trouble often. she would probably try to tell them subtly if they were oblivious.
⊗ :What is something that causes them to question themself?
it would probably be how dependent she is on some people. she thinks she's independent and doesn't need anyone around, yet she wants to be around others so she isn't lonely. it makes her wonder if she can truly be on her own again.
☤ :Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard?
she knows that she's going to live forever, but there's a small part of her that knows that if she keeps drinking and smoking, the future isn't going to look so bright. penelope tries not to go back to her bad habits, yet somehow you can find her in the garden with a cigarette between her lips.
✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more?
penelope usually relies on her actions more than her words. her communication skills seem to backfire on her often and she doesn't find words as reliable. she follows after the quote, "actions speak louder than words."
♡ :Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back.
a certain scent that brings nostalgia is her favorite flower, the gardenia. the flower brings back memories of where she would be out of the underworld with her mother in front of a large field with gardenias all over. a young penelope would be running through the field before falling in a pile of petals and grass, the scent covering her in what seemed like a warm embrace while her mother smiled at her in the background. whenever she smells a gardenia, the warmth spreads through her body like it did during all those spring days.
