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| Played By | Rinmaru |
| Name | Rebekah Marie Dresden |
| Nickname | Bekah, Beks, Bek, Bex |
| Birth Place | Los Angeles, CA |
| Birthday | September 18 |
| Age | 14 |
| Cabin | Hades |
| Cabin Years | 1 |
"It's a frightening world to be alone in."
— Jhonen Vasquez
Reputation
Rebekah is known around camp for being the weird quiet girl who has a habit of collecting herbs, roots and keeping them locked in a chest at the foot of her bunk. She can be found wondering around the camp at any hour of the day and night. Her first year at camp was of little note as she kept to herself until the Dark Prophets attacked. Her second year will most like bring her antisocial reputation as she seems to be more depressed. Though she will most likely be found doing her favorite activity of tormenting the Pegasi at the stables.
Description
Rebekah stands five foot, four inches tall and looks to be in her early teens. She has thick black hair with some of her hair has been pulled up into a set of pigtail using two black scrunchies while the rest hangs down loosely, coming down to her shoulders and frames her angular face. She has a lean and athletic build. Her eyes are a dark brown color that looks almost black. Above her eyes are two thin and narrow eyebrows, her exposed flesh is pale, almost white in color. She has a fairly short and narrow nose, a mouth that is well shaped and can look very mean or extremely generous, but always looks sensual and her eyes are kind. When she talks, a silver tongue ring can be seen. On the left side of her neck is a single freckle. She has quarter inch fingernails that are painted in a black and white zebra pattern.
She is dressed in a black dress that is as dark as a shadow. Each strap over her shoulders have a row of silver eyelids that can be adjusted with the buckles to any size. Another row of silver eyelids wrap around her chest, just under her breasts. Another set of small straps are located on either side of her hips that can be adjusted to lengthen or lower the dress. A matching pair of straps are located at the back of her thighs. Her legs are covered by a pair of black tights that disappear into a pair of black calf-high combat boots. Around her neck is a silver key that hangs from a long silver chain. She has a tattoo on her right shoulder of some sort of design or lettering and a silver bracelet with various trinkets hanging from it is wrapped around her left wrist.
Character Details
Personality
Rebekah is a shy and quiet person by nature. The fact that other kids her age find her weird doesn't help. She never really had any friends except for the imaginary friends that she had. At least everyone else says they're imaginary. Rebekah knows otherwise. She's content to be by herself, communicating with the spirits that visit her. She suffers from nightmares every night and bouts of insomnia. She can be found wondering the camp at any hour of the day or night depending on how well her sleep went. This further doesn't help with her image around the camp. For those who actually take the time to get to know her, she is a kind and caring person which she gets from her mother, but she does have a passion for the darkness that she gets from her father. She is extremely loyal to her friends, that is if she ever gets any. She is willing to go the extra mile for anyone that she cares for and even more so for anyone that she considers family.
Perhaps noticeable only to the most observant of people, Rebekah has a very dark and demented side to her. Outwardly, she appears to be a normal teenage girl with a hint of a dark side, but normally harmless. She can sometimes be found tormenting the Pegasi at the stables. Sometimes, the strangest things will come from her lips.
Biography
Rebekah Marie Dresden was born in Los Angeles, California on September 18, 2015 to her mother, Lorelei Dresden, and her father, Hades, Lord of the Underworld. Though neither her mother nor Rebekah ever knew the true identity of her father. Bekah's childhood was one that was filled with love and adoration. Her mother was an actress at the local theater, doing shows nearly every day. Growing up watching her mother, Rebekah wanted to follow in her mother's footsteps and act. Through her early childhood, it was always just the two of them. There never seemed to be a man that would enter her mother's life after her father, but Bekah was content with that. Her mother became the single most important person in her life just as she became her mother's.
Through her childhood, Bekah never really did well in her classes, always falling behind the rest of her class because she couldn't concentrate on the classes, claiming they were boring her. Her mother sent her to see a doctor about her problems and Rebekah was diagnosed with dyslexia and ADHD. Despite this, she was always a bright, happy and well behaved child. She and her mother were inseparable, always spending their time together. Wither it was watching her mother rehearse for that night's show, a picnic in the countryside or a day at the local Six Flags. Whenever the topic of conversation turned to her father, her mother would simply smile and tell her the same thing she would always say.
“He was a man who came into my life to give me the greatest gift that I could ever receive. My darling, Rebekah.”
After her mother said that, Rebekah would always change the subject to something else. To her, life was absolutely perfect. Little did she know, her paradise would all come crashing down around her. Forever.
It was a warm winter morning in December when Rebekah, now ten years old, awoke to find her mother unconscious in the kitchen. She called the paramedics and they rushed her and her mother to the hospital. Three days and nights passed with Bekah remaining at her mother's side. It wasn't until the fourth day that the doctors has answers for the reason her mother's condition. The doctors told her that her mother had a brain tumor that was pressing against her brain and caused her fall unconscious. The biggest hit came when she was told that it was inoperable. Her mother was going to die. Bekah took the news hard, crying for two days straight until her mother started to come out of the coma. She was still weak, but at least she was awake.
Rebekah was so happy to see her mother awake and speaking with her again. Rebekah stayed by her mother's side for the next three days until her mother passed away in the afternoon. Rebekah was crushed at her mother's passing, unable to believe that her mother was truly gone forever and she was now an orphan. She was placed into the custody of Child Protective Service and sent to a halfway house with several other children. As the days passed, Rebekah started to build up a fascination with death and the macabre. She would read various medical and occult books. Her curiosity with the dark side of life starting to grow. Slowly, her entire demeanor seemed to change and shift into something different.
She was no longer the bright and happy child she once was. She was now solitary and quiet. Her bright clothes grew darker until they were as black as pitch. She kept herself confined mostly to her room, not having said a word to anyone since her mother's death. It was as if she retreated within herself trying to hide from the outside world. She spent the majority of her time studying the occult, particularly conducting seances and communicating with the dead. Anything that would give her the chance to speak with her mother again. She used an Ouija board quite often with little results, but she never gave up hope that one day it will work and she'll communicate with her mother.
During her research, she stumbled across a ritual for summoning a spirit to the world of the living. It was a very complex and time consuming ritual, but it required items that she had never heard of. She decided to see if she could gather the ingredients and perform the ritual. She continued to try to research and find the items required for the ritual, eventually the woman who took care of her, Janice, came in and said that there was a man named Alexander L'Anse who was interested in adopting her and she wanted Rebekah to meet with him. Reluctantly, Rebekah agreed with a simple nod of her head. A week later, she was alone in the living area with Janice and Mr. L'Anse. Both Janice and Alex tried to get Rebekah to open up and speak, but Bekah just kept to herself until Alex mentioned that he knew her father and had worked with him.
This immediately got Bekah's attention and she spoke for the first time to anyone since her mother had passed away, asking about her father and what he was like. Much to her dismay, she only got vague answers in return. After an hour, the meeting ended and much to her surprise, Alex said he'd adopt young Rebekah. Unknown to Rebekah or anyone else, Alex was her Satyr under the guise of a wealthy investor, so that he could keep an eye on her. Once she was at his home and settled in, Alex set about telling Rebekah everything about her father. She discovered that her father was Hades, the same one from the Greek mythology, and that she was a Demigod. She couldn't believe her ears and thought that he was nuts. That was until he showed her his true form. She stood in shock as he explained what he was and his purpose. After she was finished, she excused herself and locked herself in her room for two days, opening the door only to retrieve the food that had been placed in the hallway for her and to leave the dirty dishes.
When she finally reemerged, the news and information sinking in, she finally started to show some sign of the girl she use to be. For the next few years, he cared for her and taught her to use the gifts that her blood brought as well as assisting her in. He supported her in searching for a means of communicating with her mother, eventually stumbling upon a ritual to summon spirits to the world of the living. She showed it to Alex and he explained that it may be possible and that Demigods in the past have spoken to the dead. The ritual was complex and time consuming and some of the items necessary were extremely rare and could take some time to find. As they tracked down the items, Bekah continued to learn to control her abilities and explained to her what happened in the past when Demigods have spoken with the dead. She even managed to convince Alex into letting her get a tattoo of a symbol of protection.
“If my life is going to be constantly in danger, having protection on me at all time can't hurt.” She told him while trying to look as adorable as possible like any other girl her age would do in that situation. After several months of constant pestering, he agreed.
After several years of searching, Alex and Bekah gathered all the required items, making sure to collect multiples of each item for the future. She set about completing the ritual, performing it to the best of her abilities. As the ritual concluded and she meditated on her mother's spirit for a two days straight, her mother never came. After studying what she did, she discovered that something she did during the ritual was done incorrect and the ritual failed. She wanted to try again, but she discovered that the ritual had consumed all the items that they had collected. They'd have to start from the start again. Alex and Bekah set about to collect another batch of items for the ritual. As they searched for the items again, she continued to train and study under Alex's tutelage until her twelfth summer came. She and Alex returned back to the manor after Alex had fallen ill. He was bed ridden for several months, coming close to death before he finally started to regain his health and, within a year, was completely healthy.
She and Alex resumed her training and search for the item she requires to get her mother back, though she has still made little progress. She continued her normal routine for seven months before her life came crashing down once more. In the middle of the night in March, she was sound asleep in her room when she awoke to the sound of a struggle. She could hear Alex's voice along with a female's. The sound of breaking glass sent shivers down her spine as she rushed to check on Alex. In the living room, she saw Alex trying to fend off the attacks of a Harpy. At the sight of the creature, Bekah reacted on instinct and rushed the creature.
The Harpy reacted with an attack towards Rebekah. She tried to dodge the attack, but her reaction was too slow. With a hit of the Harpy, Bekah was sent flying into the nearby wall. She collapsed into a heap as the air was forced from her lungs. She gasped for air as she struggled to get to her feet as Alex tried to fend off the beast. As the air started to return to her, she could see the wounds Alex was receiving. As she managed to raise to her feet, the Harpy threw Alex at her. His body crashed into her, knocking the wind from her lungs, and soon the room around her proceeded into darkness.
When she awoke, she was in the infirmary of the camp. She was told that she had been unconscious for two days. She had been attacked by the Harpy and Alex managed to hold it off until another Satyr arrived and took her to the camp. Alex was killed in the attack. She was devastated at the news of the death of the only other parent that she had ever known other than her mother. Because of the attack and the death of Alex, her father had seen to it that she would remain at the camp for her safety and protection. She has only recently become well enough to leave her cabin and interact with the rest of the camp. She has not given up the quest to speak to her mother again and, recently, her chest of ingredients had been returned so she can continue to search for the rest of the items she needs.
Stats
Soft Hearted
Even though she is a daughter of Hades, she is still a daughter of her mother as well. Because of this, Rebekah is very soft hearted. The death of her mother and Alex has caused this to grow even more than it was before. She doesn't like to see living creatures suffer. If she is able to, she will try to intervene to rescue the creature that is suffering as long as the chance of harm to herself is minimal.
Strong Willed
Rebekah has been through more than most other children her age. Because of her childhood, she has had to age mentally faster than she does physically. Because of her past experiences, her willpower has become tougher and more resilient.
Pacifist
For the most part, Rebekah considers herself a pacifist. She will not willingly cause harm to another living creature without due cause or unless the life of herself or someone she cares about is in danger.
Coward
While Rebekah can put on a brave front and appear to be fearless and tough, inside she is full of fear and if forced to face a threat alone, she will more likely flee than fight unless there is cause for her to stay, such as a friend or loved one is in danger.
Relationships
- Zeus
- Poseidon
- Hades
- Demeter
- Ares
- Athena
- Apollo
- Hephaestus
- Aphrodite
- Hermes
- Dionysus
- Gods
- Others
- Mortals
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Trivia
- Rebekah always has a safety pin on any outfit she wears.
- Rebekah is hardly ever seen in anything other than a dress or skirt.
- Rebekah is deathly afraid of circus clowns.
- Rebekah can often be found in the wood searching for ingredients for her rituals.
- Rebekah has a locked trunk at the foot of her bunk that contains her collected ritual ingredients.
- Rebekah's tattoo is a symbol for protection.
Quotes
- “I stared, motionless, before the mirror. As always, I stayed until I'm convinced that there is no glass, nothing, separating me from the room I see on the other side. I imagine that everything is different over there. Better. There are people, in that world, who I would like. But, like always, my hand hits the glass. I know that if I'd only waited just one more second… shit. I'm gonna go kill a party clown.”
- “Trust me, I know what self loathing is. But to kill myself? That would put a damper on my search for answers. Not at all productive. Besides, I've become increasingly doubtful as to whether I can die at all. But let's not get into that.”
- “Sometimes…you can cry until there's nothing wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will listen. And, still it makes no difference. It goes on, with no sign as to when it might release you. And you know that if it ever did relent…it would not be because it cared.”
- “My delusionary hell does not agree with yours.”
- “One day I will rule the world with a goat by my side!”
- “I think there is something a little too self conscious about enjoying being an outsider.”
- “The world would be a much nicer place if people only used guns on themselves.”
- “Whether in a suit or in a loincloth people are ignorant little thorns cutting into one another. They seem incapable of advancing beyond the violent tendencies which at one time were necessary for survival.”
- “I happen to have a certain fondness for existing—soda wouldn't have that lovely fizzy feeling if you were dead. Think of all the things you would miss: Cartoons, music, movies, video games, music, art, fingernail growth, sex…well, perhaps not sex, depending on how weird your mortician is.”
- “And so, irritants, it is with this that I leave you. You are spared so that you can think of what it really is to live in a world that engenders a pain for which there is no comfort. Here is your product! You have the rest of your lives to think of this. And I suggest you think quickly, for a long life is never a guarantee.”
- “You can cry until there's nothing wet left in you. You can scream and curse until your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray all you want, to whatever god you think will listen, and still it makes no difference. It goes on with no sign as to when it might release you, and you know that if it ever did relent, it would not be because it cared.”
- “Any pile of stunted growth unaware that entertainment is just that and nothing more deserves to doom themselves to some dank cell somewhere for having been so stupid!! Movies, books, T.V., music - they're all just entertainment, not guidebooks for damning yourself!”
- “You are all zombie thigh-fat people brought into reanimation by some evil force of forceful evil!”
- “Conspiracy! And now employing juvenile mongoloid demon babies!! My famous chicken recipe will never be yours! Grr! Woof!”
- “I don't do my work for any kind of group in particular, except for hobos, who just plain kick ass and light up my life.”
- “Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is a man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.”
Playlist
| Note: Suggestions for Rebekah's playlist are always welcome. | |||
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| Song | Performed By | Dedication/Theme | Lyrics |
| Living Dead Girl | Rob Zombie | Theme Song | Blood on her skin | Dripping with Sin | Do it again | Living Dead Girl |
| Blue Monday | Orgy | Mother's Death | I thought I told you to leave me | While I walked down to the beach | Tell me how does it feel | When your heart grows cold |
| Stitches | Orgy | Discovery being a Demigod | So precious you know this hate of mine exploded | I'm so deranged you know | I will never be the same |
| More Human Than Human | White Zombie | Ghosts | I am the crawling dead | A phantom in a box | Shadow in your head |
| Lunchbox | Marilyn Manson & The Spooky Kids | Bullies | I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down | Wanna go out, gotta get out | To the playground, gonna throw down at the playground | I wanna go out | Next motherfucker gonna get my metal |
| Hades Rising | Blood Bath | Father | Kingdoms quake | Mountains move | Skies collapse | Sulfur descending | Suns eclipse | Seas overflow | End of days | Hades arising |
| Cold | Static X | Mother | Your name | Desire | Your flesh | We are | Cold | We're so cold | We are |
| Cemetery Gates | Pantera | Mother | Sometimes when I'm alone | I wonder aloud | If you're watching over me | Some place far abound | I must reverse my life | I can't live in the past | Then set my soul free |
| They're Coming to Take Me Away | Neuroticfish | Sanity | They're coming to take me away, ha-ha! | They're coming to take me away, ho-ho. | Hee-hee-haa-haa | To the funny farm | Where life is beautiful all the time | And I'll be happy to see those | Nice young men in their clean white coats and | They're coming to take me away, ha-ha! |
| Down With The Sickness | Disturbed | Daughter of Hades | It seems you're having some trouble | In dealing with these changes | Living with these changes (oh no) | The world is a scary place | Now that you've woken up the demon in me |
| Rebel Girl | Bikini Kill | Brenna Graves | Love you like a sister always | Soul sister, Rebel girl | Come and be my best friend | Will you Rebel girl? | I really like you | I really wanna be your best friend |
| Girl's Not Grey | AFI | Camp Half-Blood | (What follows) me as the whitest lace of light | (Will swallow whole) just begs to be imbued? | (What follows) has led me to this place | Where I belong, with all erased |
| Bad Reputation | Joan Jett | Personality | I've never been afraid of any deviation | An' I don't really care | If ya think I'm strange | I ain't gonna change | An' I'm never gonna care | 'Bout my bad reputation |
| Poison | Groove Coverage | Love | I hear you calling and it's needles and pins | I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name | Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin | I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison | Your poison running through my veins | Your poison | I don't wanna break these chains |
| We All Die Young | Steel Dragon | Outlook on Life | Risk my soul, test my life | For my bread | Spend my time lost in space | Am I dead? | Let the river flow | Through my callused hands | And take me from my own | The eyes of the damned | It makes my stomach turn | And it tears my flesh from the bone | How we turn a dream to stone | And we all die young |
| When Worlds Collide | Powerman 5000 | Favorite Song | Now who's the light and who is the devil, | You can't decide so I'll be your guide | And one by one they will be hand chosen, | Now this is what it's like when worlds collide… |
| Hide & Seek | Namie Amuro | Favorite Song | Wah hit the floor "Bang, Bang" | Ashimoto "Bounce, Bounce" | It's time to bang, bang, bang, your head | Ow Kizukeba dandan yamitsuki "Bounce, Bounce" | It's time to bang, bang, bang your head | You wanna catch me (Hide & Seek) | You wanna touch me (Hide & Seek) | Kanari crazy (Hide & Seek) | This is another level | If you wanna get the real thrill | aa Let's play Kakurenbo | Boy you gonna try to find me |
