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NAOMI SCOTT,  DEMIGIRL,  SHE/THEY.  —  looks  like  MELINOE “LINA” CTHONIUS  is  attending  AURORIA UNIVERSITY  in  auradon.  they're  the  TWENTY  year  old  child  of  HADES & PERSEPHONE,  which  means  they're  from  THE ISLE OF THE LOST.  heard  they're  INTUITIVE  &  CHARMING,  but  can  also  be  RESENTFUL  &  JEALOUS  ;  we all have our bad days.  people  normally  associate  them  with  WILTING FLOWERS, INK-STAINED HANDS, & CHIPPED BLACK NAIL POLISH.  

*finger guns* hello hi it’s seph back at it again w/ another character ! as usual, you can dm me whenever if you want to plot/rp, or you can contact me on my discord @ seph !#7477 ! ! anyways, let’s get this show on the road i guess !

i. climbed up the tree of life, kicked out of paradise. BASIC INFORMATION.

MELINOE SOTEIRA “LINA” CTHONIUS. daughter of hades & persephone.

  ╰    ˚            demi-girl. she/they pronouns.

  ╰    ˚            scorpio sun. scorpio rising. leo moon.

 ╰    ˚           spotify. pinterest.

╰    ˚            soteira  is a greek epithet that means   ‘   savior   ’   was added to the names of gods such as demeter and persephone.  meanwhile,  cthonius  is a greek epithet meaning    ‘   of the ground / underground   ’   and was usually used by hades. 

ii. living good, doing evil is the toss of  the dice. MORE INFORMATION.

 ╰    ˚            she was never like her mother, persephone soteira, who embraced both the darkness and the light, the cold of winter and the warm glow of spring as parts of her whole being.

╰    ˚            she was the daughter of the goddess of spring, she always thought how unfair it was that they were deprived of the luxuries of auradon, the ones the rest of her extended family enjoyed.

╰    ˚            her father,  hades aidoneus, had technically been the only one that was forced to live in the isle, but persephone had other plans, campaigning for  amnesty  for her husband, and when that didn’t work, going with him willingly to the isle, which pissed off a lot of gods — it was both an act of rebellion and of love.

╰    ˚            entitled? maybe just a little bit. even in the isle her father had always pampered her, his little goddess of ghosts, and she spent most of her days in the isle living a pampered life.

╰    ˚            see, a little before melinoe and her sibling were born, hades had started up a business,  of sorts, to hold on to that one last bit of power he so often craved.    (      i have yet to figure out what exactly hades’ business is but lbr, he probably managed to monopolize a basic need in the isle, i.e. water or energy, and turned that to profit off of people / have people work for him. bc ## capitalism  u know      )

╰    ˚            so, yeah, lina’s life was  much easier  than those living in the rest of the isle. that doesn’t mean that her life didn’t  suck,  the isle was still a shitty place to live in, but with a relatively healthy relationship with both her parents and the fact that  stealing  wasn’t a necessity for her to do to survive every day, so her life was relatively easier.

╰    ˚           lina was, despite the environment she was raised in, well-mannered and charming, though there was always something behind her smile that caught people off guard — it was genuine of course, but it always seemed to unnerve people, as if she had darker motives and she did. she was too good at being, well, good, in the isle of the lost — there had to be some ulterior motive.

╰    ˚          and there were. beneath her charming smiles and well-mannered demeanor, lina had fantasies of enacting her revenge on the heroes who robbed her of a life she deserved.

╰    ˚            her fantasies usually go like this: for some unknown reason, the magical barrier preventing the villain kids from crossing the bridge would suddenly disappear, and the moment she steps out, she regains all her powers — which, for some reason, immediately come back to her with no training necessary — and she’d haunt the hell ( pun intended ) of auradon.

╰    ˚            except, now that she’s finally free from the isle, her powers haven’t exactly come back. of course this now brings up the topic of if she ever had powers, wonders if father’s nickname for her as his goddess of ghosts was just a nickname and not an actual godly title.

╰    ˚            so, yeah, while she’s charming the hero kids, she’s also desperately trying out any means possible to see if she could get her magic back.

╰    ˚            a tl;dr on her is that she’s just this big ball of anger with bottled up issues hidden behind this really well-mannered and charming facade, who’s ready to enact revenge on the people she thinks is responsible for her shitty life, only to have her powers not reveal themselves by the time she arrives in auradon.

iii. couple of wild eyes, cup full of of high life. WANTED CONNECTIONS.

╰    ˚            one. a sibling ! !   preferably   zagreus or macaria  ( a.k.a. the rest of underworld kids�� in myths )  ,  but really, i’m not picky !  their relationship will depend on how you sculpt their personality!  suggested faceclaims  are jesse roth, avan jogia, summer bishil, ashika pratt.

╰    ˚            two. a best friend from the isle. her partner in crime, probably the only one she tells about her fantasizing on wrecking havoc upon auradon.

╰    ˚            three. friends ! maybe other villain kids ?? or hero kids who surprisingly impress her enough that she decides to befriend them? she’s not a total villain who thinks that friendships are overrated; she values them, especially when they can benefit her in some way.

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of course, if you don’t see your character in any of the wanted, connections above, then don’t hesitate to contact me here or on my discord   seph !#7477

she’s an angel and a devil of her own device.

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naomi scott filmography power rangers (2017)

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I am not a puzzle piece created to complete him. I am the finished product. I am my own piece of art. I am the fucking gallery.

Michelle K., What I Am, Not. (via michellekpoems)

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devan !

he could tell that she was getting d e f e n s i v e and he didn’t mean for her to b o t t l e up once more. shaking his head at what she said, it was typical for them to blame someone like her, he didn’t blame her for being the way she was at the m o m e n t. “they’re j u s t pulling anyone who can possibly do m a g i c?” he asks, leaning against a bookshelf, he shakes his head o n c e again. “surprisingly no… i’m t r y i n g to get to the b o t t o m of this since the police sure ain’t doing a very g o o d job.” devan mutters. “was it as h o r r i b l e as i i m a g i n e?” 

she turns back to face him, placing the book on top of the already teetering pile on the table. “      not exactly,  i saw some auradon kids get pulled in there,  but i bet it’s just for  show,  to say that they’re  unbiased,  but i bet they’re ready to send our asses back to the isle the minute a villain kid does something they don’t like.     ”     she shakes her head, not wanting to relive what was possibly the most  embarrassing  thing she’s ever experienced.      “     i don’t want to talk about it.     ”

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tamu !

“ makes you want to do something, doesn’t it ? ” he says, practically muttering the question through gritted teeth. tamu takes a breath and exhales slowly, setting down the pen before he threw it across the room. “ i waited for them to ask about the scientific papers i took. but i could see it in their eyes, if i admitted something – anything – they were ready to pounce. ” he wrung his hands together. 

         she sinks in deeper into the couch’s cushions,  frown still visible on her face as she crosses her arms across her chest.     “     trust me,  i’m already  trying  to do something, but my  stupid  ghosts powers are  stupid  and they don’t like cooperating.     ”     on a normal day, she’d definitely be  much more  eloquent with her words,  but she’s too  tired  to even notice she’s used  stupid  twice in one sentence.   she snaps up when he mentions taking scientific papers,  eyes narrowed.       “    you did  WHAT?   what happened to staying low key and not attracting any attention?     ”

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beth !

Doing as she was told, Beth let go of the books, letting them lay. She looked up at the girl, sympathetic smile playing across her lips. This was one who had been called out of class, for interrogation. Beth was still new to Auradon, but in London at least, if someone called you out in front of others, they wanted to make a show of it, maybe a warning or a even for the purpose of humiliation. And she knew that, no matter the circumstances, public humiliation was detrimental to both the accused and the accuser. 

❝ Dat’s alright, ❞ she replied softly, choosing not to bring up the interrogations and instead looking down at the books on the floor. She couldn’t read the titles, but some had illustrations of g h o s t s on the covers, ❝ Ooh, why are ya readin’ dose spooky stories? Don’t dey give ya da heebie jeebies? ❞

          melinoe huffs,  turning around to scan the bookshelves again,  fingers gliding over the spines of the books.    she picks up another book,  one entitled   Phantasmic Ghosts and Where To Find Them,   which,  on a normal day,  would elicit a laugh from her,  but she is much too tired and  angry  to even consider laughing at such a ridiculous title.

         she shakes her head, turning back around again to place the book on the table,  opening it up to the table of contents.     “     not really,  i’m the goddess of ghosts,     ”    she mutters,  much too busy scanning the words on the page before her to look up.     “     ‘sides, ghosts are only scary if you  believe  they’re scary.  fear is all in the mind, after all.     ”

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gil !

          “  it feels long than that, somehow. oh, i think they’re really nice. one of them gave me cake and another one is helping me with my math homework sometimes - and one of them has a pet bunny that they let me hold !! if you can get past all the pink bows, i don’t think they’re that different from us,” he explained, nose scrunching up as he considers the different auradon kids that he’s met. “ i am trying, you know, to behave. and i haven’t gotten detention yet, so maybe it’s working and they’ll leave me alone.”

        melinoe nods in agreement,  having also felt that she’s been in auradon longer than the two weeks  since she’s stepped foot outside the isle.     “    that’s nice, i guess people here are nicer than what they told us back home,  though  trust me,  there are still a ton of those pretentious hero kids you need to look out for.     ”     she shrugs,      “     and that’s good, too, though i  hate  how we have to be all  nice  all the time just so we could get the guards off our backs,  but i guess it’s the price we have to pay for being in auradon.     ”

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lillanelle !

“ oh, no, it is not a word the auradonians have befriended, ” she hummed, opening a cabinet and poking her head inside. when she resurfaced with a bag of nuts, she continued: “ it is a word from underland !! or wonderland, as dear alice named it. i much prefer wonderland, but i do still sometimes call it underland because – well, a land by any other name is still as warm as the hearth of your home. ”

lillanelle swayed back to the table the student was at. “ i don’t understand why we would not be allowed. what happens when we want to cook ?  cooking and studying in a kitchen is not simply restricted to daylight hours. how silly. i shall write a letter about it, ” she decided. “ what are you studying ? perhaps i can help ! ”

       she nods slowly,  trying to follow along at the blonde’s words,  though melinoe admits that she got lost at around the mention of  underland.     “     so you call it by two names?    ” she asks, her curiousity getting the better of her.     “    and i’ve never heard of underland before,  let alone  see  it on a map  —  is it  foreign?     ”

         she lets out a scoff,  more towards the university’s administration than at  her  specifically,     “      trust me,  i totally agree.  you’d think for such an  advanced  and well - financed institution they’d  at least  let us into the kitchens.     ”     she waves a hand in dismissal at the offer for help.    “    oh, it’s just some history reading i’m finishing up, nothing really that important except for some   terrible inaccuracies,   but i guess the heroes  love  to twist the stories to fit their own agendas.     ”

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luke !

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           WHEN IT GETS AROUND - thanks to gossiping lips and Luke’s way of easily figuring out the latest info by sheer travel - and they hear her name involved in the many that are under suspicion … well , of course do they have to find her. And when they do , they waste no time in inviting themselves over , sitting next to her and taking a breath. What to say … Sometimes , even for Luke , it isn’t easy. ❝ So … I heard they pulled you in for … ❞ They don’t want to say it , so they don’t. Another pause. ❝ … FOR THE RECORD , I really don’t think you did it. ❞

          she drags her hands through her face,  a soft groan escaping her lips.   she looks ten times as tired as she did earlier that morning,  before she was interrogated.   not only was she  interrogated,  but was summoned  publicly,  as if the universe wasn’t quite satisfied with the daily stares melinoe already gets for being a child of the isle.     “     don’t—  can we not talk about that?      ”     she says,  leaning deeper against the back of the couch,  wanting so bad just to be swallowed by its soft, plush cushions.    “    i’ve already had a long day.  can’t we just talk about something else?     ”

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trixie !

           ❝ TH-THAT’S NOT A GOOD IDEA. MURDER IS NEVER … murder is never a good idea. ❞ Trixie’s quick to reply , shaking her head rapidly and looking from the book to Melinoe. And it’s only after she thinks for a few seconds does she realize it’s more than likely that the goddess is probably joking - but still , sometimes it feels better to state the obvious. Trixie bites her bottom lip. ❝ The only thing I’m fluent in besides English is French … not Greek. ❞ Tongue in cheek , she crosses her arms. ❝ Maybe there’s a book on translating Greek in here somewhere. ❞   

          somehow she ends up chuckling at the thought of having to  murder  someone to finally gain her powers  —  she’s not  that  desperate... yet.  it’s funny,  though,  if the theory was proven to be true  —  she was supposed to control ghosts,  not  make  them.     “    i have to agree with you on that one.      ”      she says with a nod,  turning the page,  brows furrowing as she tries to decipher another paragraph, as her voice morphs into one filled with frustration,     “    some  goddess i am,  can’t even read her own mother tongue.    ”

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devan !

the g l a r i n g was something that he was used to growing up in the i s l e. as he  w a t c h e d her pick up all the books, he knew he probably should help, but he decided against it knowing that it probably would just make her more a n g r y. “well, you s h o u l d know better than to assume that i’d mind my own b u s i n e s s.” he states giving her a look. “i’m c u r i o u s on how it went… you seem to be on the e d g e. did they b l a m e you?” 

       she takes a step back, arms crossing over her chest, already in somewhat a defensive mode.    her eyes roll as she lets out a scoff, turning her back to him to continue browsing the shelves.     “     of course  they blamed me.  kid from the isle who may or may not be able to wield  magic?   of course  they’d start with me.     ”     she snaps, picking up another book from the shelf.      “     how ‘bout you?  did they suspect you?      ”

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usoa task 001: melinoe’s weekly schedule !

MELINOE PERSEFONI,  freshman at auroria university, major in ancient studies, minor in philosophy. more information under the cut !

the courses.

READINGS IN AURADON HISTORY, INTRODUCTION TO ANCIENT CULTURES, PHILOSOPHY IN HISTORY, HISTORICAL METHODOLOGY, BASIC ANCIENT GREEK.

courses that relate to her major, ancient studies. she has a specialization in ancient greek studies,  though the only course that pertains to that specialization is  basic ancient greek,  a foreign language course. contrary to popular belief,  melinoe was never taught any ancient greek, though she does know some basic words, but not enough to hold a standard conversation in greek.

PHILOSOPHY: THE HUMAN CONDITION, SOCIOLOGICAL THEORIES.

courses that relate to her minor, philosophy.  she chose to minor philosophy as it was her major previously in the isle,  though back then she chose it mostly because it was the more esteemed  majors offered in the isle,  not because she actually understood the subject matter.

YOGA, REMEDIAL GOODNESS.

like every VK, melinoe is required to take remedial goodness, which really doesn’t make sense to her considering how she’s always been on her best behavior, but she doesn’t dare go against it. yoga is her physical education course of choice.

other details in the schedule.

doing this in bullet-point format !

MELINOE SOTEIRA PERSEFONI.    technically her full legal name, though her middle name  soteira  is more of an epiteth  than an actual name. soteira means  saviour  and has no correlation to melinoe whatsoever other than the fact that her mother chose it for her as it was her epiteth as well back when she was in mount olympus — persephassa soteira.

BOOKS TO READ.   melinoe isn’t that big of a reader.  she likes reading, but she doesn’t really tend to coop herself up in a library.  her reading list is a mix of both books she needs to read for her classes and books she’s reading up on to gain more knowledge about her powers — also peep the wicked reference i put in there!

GENERAL NEATNESS.   melinoe is a very organized person, and she loves her planner to bits, it’s practically her baby. she takes her time writing down every single word, hence the neatness in her handwriting. 

THE SCHEDULE.   she dedicates most of the weekdays to her classes and to research, reserving her weekends for leisure periods.  she tries to make sure to have lunch  at least  once a week with ty.

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“mutually pining because they’re too oblivious to realize the other person is into them too” is good but you know what’s even better… mutually oblivious to how much they’re pining for each other even though literally everyone else, friends and strangers alike, can see it. like, frustratingly out of touch with their emotions. i’m talking a lack of self-awareness so severe it’s PAINFUL to watch, making the eventual realization and ensuing angst  over all the time they’ve wasted not being together all the sweeter.

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devan !

he didn’t m e a n to startle the girl, but found h i m s e l f doing so when he saw that she jumped from his loud c r a s h. “shit, sorry.. didn’t realize you were so j u m p y out of a sudden.” he licked his lips before eyeing her c u r i o u s l y. “why so many books? no offense, but i don’t see you as a book person.” he runs his hand through his hair, charming smile across his lips. “just coming over and a s k i n g how the whole i n t e r r o g a t i o n shit went.” 

          she’s still glaring at him,  bending down to take a few books from the floor, slamming the first one onto the table loudly, stacking the rest of the books above it.     “    i don’t see you as the kind of person who minds their own business, either.     ”    she snapped,  piling the last of the books on the top of the stack.      “     and why should i tell  YOU  how my interrogation went?     ”

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tamu !

‘ one grows used to things , even if , sometimes one shouldn’t . ’ // from @latespriings

    ( umbrella academy starters, no longer accepting !! )

“ yeah, life’s not fair, is it? ” tamu spun a pen around his finger, lounging about on a chaise in one of auroria’s many sitting rooms. tamu had claimed this room for himself, using it as a sort of waiting room for when lina was going to be done with her interview, ready to accommodate his friend and their similar situations. “ no matter what you do. you’ll still be seen as a certain something. ”

         she’s  mostly  calmed down from her initial rage of even being  suspected  of stealing the spellbook despite being on her  best  behavior the entire time she’s been in auradon.  she huffs as she takes a seat on a couch across from him,  arms crossed.     “     doesn’t mean i can’t hate it, though,  because i  do.  i’ve done nothing but play by  their  rules since i got here,   but that doesn’t change their minds, now, does it?     ”

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beth !

The interrogations had disturbed Beth more than she cared to admit. Auradon was supposed to be a heart-warming, law-abiding, overall good place, and something like the theft of a spell book proved that someone was up to something. Or perhaps not. Maybe, just maybe, it had been an accident, or it had merely been misplaced. After all, these things did happen. 

She wandered into the library, hoping to find someone to discuss this with. Unfortunately, no one was there that she could see  except a pile of books. Noticing that one was slightly crooked, she reached up to try and fix it. Her finger slipped and down came the tower with a startlingly loud crash. 

❝ Oh bloody ‘ell, I am so sorry Miss! ❞ Beth replied quickly, alarmed that there had actually been someone there all along. ❝ ‘ere, lemme just put ‘em back up again… ❞ She fumbled with the books, closing them and shoving them aside to try and find room to build the tower again, ❝ I really ‘ate ta disturb ya, I didn’t know dere was anyone else in ‘ere, truth be told! ❞ 

           melinoe shakes her head,  though her eyes are still narrowed at the girl who had surprised her.  one might say that she was being unreasonably   snippy,  but if they had been through the day  she  had been through,  then they might react the same way as well.  earlier that day,  lina was interrogated by the guards,  called on the speakers in the   middle of class,  then practically   dragged off  to the interrogation area when she refused to go immediately  —  she had  classes,  after all.  so, yeah, it  wasn’t  a good day for her.

           “    just leave it.      ”     she tells the other girl, waving a hand.   she runs her hands through her face,  obviously exhausted.  she had gone to the library  almost immediately  after she had exited the interrogation room,  mortified at having been pulled out in the middle of class,  and offended that she was even  considered  a suspect when there were  (  in her opinion  )  much more suspicious vks.   she had been on her best behavior since she arrived in auroria university,  why was she even  put  on the list of suspects?      “     you don’t have to pile them up,  don’t worry.  and i didn’t mean to snap at you.     ”

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ty !

Ty didn’t calm down easily; so they let Lina speak while they forced themselves to take a few deep breaths to try and calm down. “Yeah,” Ty begins as they finally speak again. “Plus, we’d have to pretend to be nice to all of them. I don’t know about you but I can’t imagine having to act like Zeus isn’t a loser who cheats on his wife,” at least that was what their father had always told Ty about their uncle, and Ty didn’t bother questioning it. Some would argue that it was a fault how totally Ty believed in their parents and the stories they told, but Ty certainly wasn’t one of them, no matter what remedial goodness attempted to teach them. “Plus like, I don’t need any more family. You know, I’ve got you. I wish mom and dad were here but that’s a little out of our hands for now. So I’m good any way you slice it.”

         a laugh escapes from her lips at ty’s comment at their uncle’s promiscuous ways,  though it falters just the slightest.  her sibling’s remark had reminded her of their father, who used to make offhand comments about his brothers whenever their mother would tell them stories about the gods of the olden days,  of mount olympus,  and of the kingdom they used to rule.    “     yeah, zeus is pretty shitty.    ”    she says, nodding in agreement.     “    you remember mother’s story about the goddesses and the trojan war?  imagine being around messes  like those.    ”     she shrugs, a smile forming on her face as she reaches up to ruffle ty’s hair.    “    i’m good here, too.  wish mom and dad could be here, though.   that’d make this place   so much   better.      ”