Sorting (Term Ten)

[nyx]

First Name: Nyxaline
Last Name: d'Ark

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Age: 16[/size]
Appearance:

History::
Nyx was born in the Wallachia region of Romania October 31, 1991. Her mother, Lenuta left right after Nyx was born leaving her new born baby with her father Alexandru d'Ark and a black kitten named Sorrow. Life in Romania was slightly ruff and through her k-3rd grade years Nyx was forced to deal with the teasing of her fellow classmates and neighbors. Once she hit 4th grade kids stopped the teasing and started to eschew her during all school activities. She quickly learned to cope with it though during the 5th grade she did gain a friend, her first friend.

Her name was Katsumi, she had just moved to Romania after living in Japan for a few years. Katsumi wasn't as standard as the other kids when it came to Nyx, she was more understanding and kind toward her. Nyx ans Katsumi quickly became friends a few days after meeting. Always IMing, texting, talking having sleepovers, sharing fashion senses and vowed to stay together forever. untill one faithless day when Nyx was about 13-years-old. For her and her father left to live in the United States to escape the suspicions against her father.

They quickly moved to Salem, Massachusetts to live with Nyx's grandmother when she discovered her father's deep dark secret, that he was a pure blood vampire and that she was half. Though Nyx and Katsumi still keep in touch they have both move to different things. But although Nyx now plays the piano, sings, and dresses in all black as Katsumi dances, plays tennis, and dresses in preppy clothes their friendship is still strong.

Personality::
Nyx is a somewhat morbid kind of girl. She's shy, very quiet, and keeps to herself 85% of the time. She's not very used to talking to people she doesn't know, which just makes it harder for her to make new friends. Though once you get to know her you'll find her to be a brilliant, unique, and talented young women. She likes Victorian style things like clothes, houses, etc. Nyx is somewhat of an anime freak at times since she can watch it non-stop. [/size]

She likes to dress opposite of the trends going around today. Nyx is more of a black skirt and long lack leather raincoat with a colorful top and colorful socks kind of of person, opposed to the preppy styles going around today. Nyx loves animals of all colors, shapes, and sizes. Though unlike most girls she rather be outside in ponds looking and playing with toads then in her backyard playing with a common household pet. [/color]

Likes::
•Singing
•Dancing
•Midnight Jazz
•Walks Under The Moonlit Sky
•The Dark
•Stars
•Twilight ((The Time Of Day))
•Elemental Magic
•Reading
•Roses
•Piano
•Being Morbid Just To freak People Out
•Writing Stories
•Dreaming[/size]

Loathes::
•Showing Weakness
•Loosing The People I Love
•When People Say They Love Me & Don't Mean It
•Rude People
•People Who Think They're All That Because Of Their Looks
•Preps
•People Who Thikn They are more important Then Everyone elses.
•The Day
•Nightmares [/size]

Weaknesses/Fears::
•The Love Of her Life
•Her Friends
•Her family
•Stess
•Her Right Wrist
•Disabling Two Of Her Five senses
•Fire
•Death
•Blood ((Weird Huh?))
•Seeing People's cuts & Such[/size]

Sample RP::
Nyx slowly walked through the moonlit room toward a large boarded up window. "why must we leave father? please tell me!" Her lip quivered as she spoke. "We must leave Nyx. please just take my word for it. We're no longer safe here anymore," said a man from the shadows of the room. "But why father? this makes no sense to me." "just trust me Nyx, please just trust me." A small blue colored tear fell down Nyx's cheek and onto the dusty wooden floor. [/size]

"Don't cry dragoste. A face pe plac la don't strigãt. A salva aceia tears pînã la acolo is actueally ceva la spre strigãt despre." His words were as smooth as silk to Nyx. She turned around to face the shadows from where the voice was coming from. "please, father. please just tell me. I don't wish to leave my friend or this house out of ignorance to the situation. So just please tell me." Nyx moved towards her father and hugged him as more blue tears fall from her face. "Înãuntru o timp I shall tell tu , numai pentru acum it's cel mai bun dacã tu a face stay ignorant," he said as he hugged her back.[/center][/size]

Hmmm, difficult... must be Cossu.

[ceryse]

First Name: Ceryse
Last Name: Undómiel
Age: 15

Appearance:


History:

Ceryse came from a little bit nonfunctional family. Her father that came from a pure blood family was the only one that choose a muggle for a wife.

Her father family wasn't agreed of his decision and make his live impossible.

Time pass and Albert Undómiel and his wife Vanessa was blessing with a baby...a girl that they named Ceryse.

Albert new that her daughter life was in danger for be half-blood so he decide to move from France to England...there her parents make the choice to never teach magic to her littler baby until the right moment came.

They live as happy that can be...her parents both archaeologist also work at the local museum...Ceryse grow-up in a normal atmosphere.

Personality:

When she was a baby she was kind of trouble maker .
At the age of 3 in a couple of time she escape and run right to the lake that was behind her house...her mother have to run after her before she jump into the lake...the next day her father put her in swimming lesson.

In school she fight a lot ...there was a time that her parents have to came at school almost everyday.

Time pass and now at the age of 15 she is a out going person, like to help and she the kind of person that you can consider a 'loyal friend'. Her favorite hobbies is drawing, hear music and dance.

Sometimes she doesn't like to receive order and she is a littler stubborn.
She is an explorer just like her parents

Sample RP:

Ceryse was running as fast as she could to the museum ...at school she had a message that her parent need to talk to her immediately. She run inside the museum..."mom...d...dad I..I'm here.......what is so important that I had to leave school early" she said while she sat down on a chair and trying to take some breath.

Her father just came out "please sweetie just came to our office we need to talk to you" he said while he walk in direction to his office.

Ceryse just followed him and saw her mother "ok I'm here now please dad tell me what going on?!" she said looking both of them.

Her mother took a letter from the desk and give her to Ceryse... "just read it baby" she said looking at Ceryse eyes....Ceryse took the letter and read it " I BEING ACCEPTED AT BEAUXBAtON"... when she read the rest of the letter she look at her parents waiting for some explanation.

Both tell her the true ...from where she come from and why the decide to move to safe her live.

"I know Ceryse that we should tell you the true before but your mother and I want to raise you in a normal live ...we knew that the right moment will come for you" said Albert looking at her eyes

Ceryse look at her parents and in her face appear a small smile
"In that case I better pack my stuff and go on my way" she said with a sad voice..."we will be with you sweetie" said her father hugging her...her mother giver another hug and all of them went back to the house ...to get ready for a new live.

[arstar09]

First Name: Jessica
Last Name: LeBruke
Age: 12
Appearance: Jessica has bouncy, golden-blond hair with 2 sparkling pink streaks along the sides. She has light skin, unique purple eyes (It's possible!), and is average height.
History: Jessica LeBruke is the youngest out of her 4 sisters and 5 brothers. When Jessica was in Kindergarten, she was basically the weirdest kid there. First of all, she had a bad habit of running into some solid object at least once a day. And she was also very, well, strange. And to make things worst, her hair kept changing color. You heard correctly-Her hair was changing color! She was sent to the nurse many times for it. Finally, this past Summer, she discovered why. Well, first of all, she was a metamorphagus. And that could only be possible if she was a witch.
Personality: Jessica, or as her friends like to call her, "Danger", is destined for Cossu. She's artistic, quirky, and is very caring. Well, Jess is called "Danger" for a reason. You see, she has this habit of running into things constantly. Gee, that should be a major problem when she tries to ride a broom! Well, she's also tough. Maybe that was caused by having 9 siblings. Jessica LeBruke is all-around crazy.
Sample RP: "I'm hooooome!" Jessica LeBruke called from the front door, turning cartwheels. She had just gotten home from...guess where? Gymnastics. "No gymnastics in the house! Vemember vat happened ven you decided to do a few backfleeps?" Her mom called from the kitchen. Jess rubbed her head, remembering her little incident with the grand piano. "Oh vell. I'm goink to go see zem." Jess announced, turning towards the steps. Jess was going to go see her brothers and sisters. "Jess ees home!!!" her youngest sister, Macy, called from the top of the stairs.
"Eeet's true!" Jess called in reply. Her 4 sisters, including 4-year-old Macy, came running towards her. Their names were Cassie (6 years old), Megan (8 years old), Brianna (13 years old), and of course, Macy. She knocked on the door to the boys' bedroom. "Bloody 'ell, Jess! 'ow many times do ve haf to tell you-ZE DOOR EES UNLOCKED!" Jessica's cranky 16 year old brother, Nick snapped. Jess pushed the door open. 12-year-old Ryan was teaching the twins, 6 year old James and Mark, how to play "Spin-The-Wand", pretending that the boys' teddy bear was a girl. And 11-year-old Lucas was poking Nick in the back of the head continuously to tick him off. Giving each boy a noogie, she went across the hall to the Girls' bedroom to see if her owl, Nibbles, had brought any post.
When Jess saw a powder-blue envelope in Nibbles' mouth, she screamed. "I'M EEN! I'M EEN! I'M GOINK TO BEAUXBATONS!" she screamed as her brothers and sisters filled the room, hugging their sister. Even Nick was there. "Everyone-back up!" Jess warned. As her 9 siblings cleared out of the way, Jess did some backflips, which was what she always did when she was super-happy. This year would change Jess' life forever.

A Pic of Jessica (Couldn't find pink streaks, so I had to make a pic...I don't know if it shows or not)

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Please be aware that you need to change your dislplay name. Also, I think more needs to be added to the appearance and history. Lastly, with the post below it seems like you already sorted yourself...which you cannot do. A student cannot be completly like one house and that alone. Please add more to your character to make them seem more real and less one dimensional please.

[arstar09]

Sept 17, 2008 19:48:30 GMT -5 @arstar09 said:

First Name: Jessica
Last Name: LeBruke
Age: 12
Appearance: Jessica has bouncy, golden-blond hair with 2 sparkling pink streaks along the sides. She has light skin, unique purple eyes (It's possible!), and is average height.
History: Jessica LeBruke is the youngest out of her 4 sisters and 5 brothers. When Jessica was in Kindergarten, she was basically the weirdest kid there. First of all, she had a bad habit of running into some solid object at least once a day. And she was also very, well, strange. And to make things worst, her hair kept changing color. You heard correctly-Her hair was changing color! She was sent to the nurse many times for it. Finally, this past Summer, she discovered why. Well, first of all, she was a metamorphagus. And that could only be possible if she was a witch.
Personality: Jessica, or as her friends like to call her, "Danger", is destined for Cossu. She's artistic, quirky, and is very caring. Well, Jess is called "Danger" for a reason. You see, she has this habit of running into things constantly. Gee, that should be a major problem when she tries to ride a broom! Well, she's also tough. Maybe that was caused by having 9 siblings. Jessica LeBruke is all-around crazy.
Sample RP: "I'm hooooome!" Jessica LeBruke called from the front door, turning cartwheels. She had just gotten home from...guess where? Gymnastics. "No gymnastics in the house! Vemember vat happened ven you decided to do a few backfleeps?" Her mom called from the kitchen. Jess rubbed her head, remembering her little incident with the grand piano. "Oh vell. I'm goink to go see zem." Jess announced, turning towards the steps. Jess was going to go see her brothers and sisters. "Jess ees home!!!" her youngest sister, Macy, called from the top of the stairs.
"Eeet's true!" Jess called in reply. Her 4 sisters, including 4-year-old Macy, came running towards her. Their names were Cassie (6 years old), Megan (8 years old), Brianna (13 years old), and of course, Macy. She knocked on the door to the boys' bedroom. "Bloody 'ell, Jess! 'ow many times do ve haf to tell you-ZE DOOR EES UNLOCKED!" Jessica's cranky 16 year old brother, Nick snapped. Jess pushed the door open. 12-year-old Ryan was teaching the twins, 6 year old James and Mark, how to play "Spin-The-Wand", pretending that the boys' teddy bear was a girl. And 11-year-old Lucas was poking Nick in the back of the head continuously to tick him off. Giving each boy a noogie, she went across the hall to the Girls' bedroom to see if her owl, Nibbles, had brought any post.
When Jess saw a powder-blue envelope in Nibbles' mouth, she screamed. "I'M EEN! I'M EEN! I'M GOINK TO BEAUXBATONS!" she screamed as her brothers and sisters filled the room, hugging their sister. Even Nick was there. "Everyone-back up!" Jess warned. As her 9 siblings cleared out of the way, Jess did some backflips, which was what she always did when she was super-happy. This year would change Jess' life forever.

A Pic of Jessica (Couldn't find pink streaks, so I had to make a pic...I don't know if it shows or not)

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Must be Cossu!

[coralienoelle]

First Name: Coralie
Last Name: Noelle
Age: 16
Appearance:
History:

Coralie was born on May 10th 1992 in Venice, Italy to Fiona and Mark Noelle. Her childhood was normal; she lived in the French country side with her parents. Her father was a craftsman, her mother was a homemaker. Life was as ordinary as could be. At the age of eleven Coralie recieved a rather unusual letter in the mail: an invitation to attend a school.

Now, the invitation itself was rather unique. All her life, Coralie had been taught at home by her parents. She was quite fond of them and didn't take to the outside world as quickly. Her life had been quiet and sheltered. Of course, this letter was even more unqiue once she started reading it: the school was a school of magic. Her first reaction was to laugh. This must be a joke. She approached her parents with the letter and they were stunned. No laughter escaped from their lips as they exchanged worried glances. Eventually, the letter was taken from her not to be found again for four years.

In the four years in between, Coralie managed to regain control of her normal life. Still, something had changed. Her curiousity had grown and with that curiosity a wall had come up between her and her parents. Her 16th birthday came and went, signifying the start of the 5th year since the letter had came. Her parents had seemingly forgotten until one somber morning when they sat her down. Her mother's cheeks were tear strken and her father's face was hard and cold. Something was wrong. Her mother sadly confessed something to her: she wasn't their child. Not their biological child. It was then that Coralie was handed back the letter; tattered and torn, it was obvious her mother had spent many nights re-reading the words that Coralie herself had only skimmed.

With that, she embarked on the great journey to Beauxbatons.

Personality:

Coralie is shy at first meeting. She can seem reserved to most people It's true that she is a daydreamer and tends to get lost in thought; However, she has spunk buried underneath her soft, outward appearence. The truth is, it isn't often she finds anyone she feels comfortable talking to. If there is reason for it, she can make great conversation. When her morals are challeneged, it is very likely she will put up a great debate. She is well educated in the ways of muggles and can rattle on and on about various subjects.

She is also a very black and white type of person. It takes her only a few seconds to gauge a first impression; however, she will not decide how she likes a person until she has met them three times under three occasions. After that, she either loves them or hates them. There is no gray area; its either hot or cold, right or wrong. She doesn't often give second chances to people that have wronged her.

Sample RP:

The cool breeze felt good on her skin and Coralie sat upon the emerald green grass. Nearby, the lazy slowly trickled downstream, mixing the air and creating a glorious smell. Her eyes wandered around, looking for signs of life in the meadow. Nothing was stirring around her; her mother and father were both off in the city collecting supplies for the weeks to come. A book was laid down next to her but to no avail; no matter how hard she tried to focus, she could not. Her mind was lofting to exciting prospects, an adventure that wasn't as far away as it seemed. A magical school.

Letting out a sigh, she righted herself. Her snow white dress was stained with green from the grass; it would be cause for another fight with her mother when she arrived home. The fights were unusual for their family. Everything was off recently, even more so than usual. Ever since they had sat her down to give the letter back.. Again, her mind wandered..

It had been her birthday, Exactly 5 years since the letter first arrived. Why they chose then, she would never know. She was adopted. That wasn't as much of a shock as they had expected. Although she had never known her other 'relations', Coralie always felt different. Her parents distinct features were another factor. While Cora had pale skin and honey blonde hair, both her parents were dark haired. Her mother was pale; her father had an olive complection.

............ (I hope that is enough)

Must be Rouerie

[angelinaausten]

First Name: Angelina
Last Name: Austen
Age: 14
Appearance:

History: Born on the 28th of March, 1994, ever since her birth her entire family despised her, mostly because they thought she was selfish and very unkeen on things, her cousins always insulted her and made rude remarks about her, when she turned 9 she started bullying her cousins about their ugly pointy noses, which lead to her entire family respecting her, her mother commited suicide when she was 10, after a divorce when her father found out that his wife was having an affair, he commited suicide aswell, which meant Angelina lived with her grandmother, she taught Angelina everything, art, music. Angelina pretty much had a better life with her grandmother who was a Muggle-Born witch, Angelina never knew she was a witch after her grandmother told her about her true heritage.

Personality: Kind, Caring, Loving, Brave, Charming, Bold, Intelligent.

Sample RP: How could they? The world could split into half anyday now, Angelina wondered, why her parents didn't tell her, were they ashamed of her? The only thing she knew was that they despised her, Angelina sat under the old apple tree going through the awful memories in her life, as if they were all stored in a book. The more memories there were, the thicker the book got. She stopped dreaming. She didn't want to go back to the past, she wanted to stay here, where she was safe and loved, She wanted to give her grandmother a nice big loving hug, After all, her mother was afraid her arms were going to fall off hugging her own daughter.

Please lengthen your personality to where it is at least a paragraph and not a list of words. Also, you say she is caring and yet she bullied her cousins to get respect in her family? This is too much oof a contrast. Lastly, you have a tendency to make run on sentences. Try reading what you wrote outloud to find the places where you put a lot of unneeded commas.

[maxwell]

First Name:

Maxwell Darius.

Last Name:

Rogan.

Age:

Sixteen.

Appearence:

Max Rogan is a pretty boy. Clean-cut, wholesome in appearance, Max presents the appeal of the classic boy next door. Unfortunatly for him, his look is seen in many fashion magazines, particularly American ones. Can you say American Eagle? Puke.You know that guy in the ads, the youth posing with a football wearing a letterman's jacket with a lovely blonde cheerleader on his arm? Yeah...thats Max. Well, in personality not so much. In appearance, oh yes (Max: GAG)

Standing at around six feet even, Max is a pretty tall kid. However, there are some that rival. Lets say he's averagely tall...(Max: ooh, I like that). His weight is proportionate to his height and body type, weighing in at a less than staggering 175lbs. Max is slender and slim, though not overly so. He bears slight muscular definition and there is a definate difference between he and....well, a twig! He's athletically (max: dude, is that a word? nerf) toned and shaped, though on the skinny side. His skin is slightly sun kissed with a seemingly year round tan, only adding to that poster boy effect. (Max: Stop saying that!)

Max's hair is rather curly, and very unruly. It is a rich chocolate brown in color, and is worn long-ish, particularly on top. Tying to tame the messy mass of curly is too much, thus they remain and add to the boy next door look and appeal. His eyebrows are thick and of the same brown color, as are the long lashes that frame his eyes. His eyes are also a rich brown color and round in shape.

Max's face is boy-ish and innocent looking. His bears a slight cleft in his chin, with full lips just above them. His nose is straight and average in length, and he bears a smooth and clear complexion. Ears stick out slightly, peeking through his mass of curls.

His attire is pretty basic. Max where;s jeans most of the time, when he's not in school uniform. At times, he bears the attire of his native home, giving off the vibe of a Californian surfer. He wears anything from plain and basic t-shirts, to button ups and lose ties.

His attire is pretty basic. Max where's jeans most of the time, when he's not in school uniform. His style is laid back, as well as mixed with the customs of his native home, appearing the caliber of a Californian surfer. He wears plain abd basic t-shirts, assorted colors. He also is seen in graphic t-shirts, bearing the names of his favorite bands and/or comic book and other iconic charcters. He likes to wear a tie from time to time, paired with a button up shirt and worn lose about the next.

He has no tattoos, though he would love to get one eventually...if he can get over his fear of needles. He bears no scars or definitive markings, save for a freckle here and there on his face.

Personality:

Based purely on looks, one would believe Max to be rather arrogant, and slightly cocky. Being as pretty as he is, how could he not be? With a wink he can stop traffic, and with a smile, he can melt an iceberg. However, his personality is nothing of the sort. He is the good guy of the story, the protagonist who is as pure as can be. He is the good boy from down the street, looking for babies to kiss, cats to rescue, and damsels to woo.

Shy....Man, is this guy incredibly shy! When it comes to the ladies, Max is not exactly skilled. He is painfully shy, often opting to watch from afar rather than dare to attempt tp speak to a lady. Of course, there are those girls that are friends, which he has no problem with. But when it comes to a lady that catches his eye, Max is a bumbling fool, to say the least. He blushes, becomes tongue-tied, stumbles on his words, and inevitably, tries to run away. He loves the ladies, there is no doubt about that. But his skill is...well, less than adequate for his dreams of wooing a lovely damsel. Yes, he's rather peak at you from afar and from behind a book than risk sounding as a fool. If there is a damsel in distress, Max will instantly come to the rescue! Though as soon as the deed is done, Max will have a hard time finding words and is likely to take off. Max is a hopeless romantic, though he would have trouble admitting it (Max: Man, John! What are you trying to do to me! Say goodbye to the ladies, no one wants a sissy!). He loves moonlit walks on the beach, making and preparing fabulous dinners...the works (Max: *shakes head in shame* sounds like a dating game)

Max is a shy person by nature, though if he can get through his nerves, he can be a charmer. He speaks in a rather pleasant and soothing voice most often than not, and has a wonderful sense of humor. He loves to laugh, to make jokes and to hear the laughter of others. Even if the laughter is directed at him, he would rather have someone laugh at him than not at all. He loves to have fun, try and experience new things, and be spontaneous.

There is really not a mean bone in Max's body. If harsh words are needed, Max can muster the strength, though not as easily as some. Unless the occasion calls for it, Max is calm and gentle, like to morning ocean off the coast of his home town. He is laid back, and likes to go with the flow of things. He tried never to yell or to stress things that need not be stressed over.

There is not a mean bone or strand of DNA in Max's body. If Harsh words are needed Max will try to muster the strenght, though not as easily as some. Unless occasion calls for something otherwise, Max is calm and gentle, peaceful and serence. He is laid back and likes to go with the flow of things. He hates drama, yelling, violence...all those things. He prefers to enjoy the happier aspect of life. When you are around Max Rogan, you are likely to always bear a smile.

Loyal to the end, Max is a great friend to any and all who care to be involved with him. He is a great listener, and can cheer any one up with simply a smile. Whatever it takes, he'll be there for those that he cares about, and stand up for their beliefs. He is the best friend a person can have. Max enjoys many different activities. He's not much for quidditch, though he likes watching it. he likes soccer and surfing, and loves the water. He feels often out of place, being so far from his treasured beach. He loves the outdoors, doing anything from sports to just sitting around, reading a book. And it supposed that Max could be called a geek. He loves to read, write, listen to punk and rock music. And...he loves comics! Spiderman, Ironman, Superman, Batman...you name them, and Max can pretty much recite their whole comic-book existence and history. He writes and illistrates his own stuff, and wantes to created his own character and bring comic to further popularity among his new found comrades.

History:

In the history of the Rogan family, there has only been one reported case of a witch or wizard. Max's great great uncle on his father's side had been reported as having off gifts that could be described as magic. It was never fully understood until Max found out about his powers. His great great uncle was not direct blood, therefore Max is considered to be muggle born. The Rogan family has lived in California for many years, originating there with Max's grandparents on both sides. The family has always been upper middle class workers.

As if you haven't guessed it by now, Max is American. Born and raised in Orange County California, Max is your typical teen that grew on the beaches of Cali, minus perhaps the stereotype that all such are stuck up and rich morons.

Maxwell Darius Rogan was born to Samuel and Sandra Rogan, a loving couple of upper middle class. Samuel was a local police officer, a sergeant to be exact. Sandra was in real-estate, making most of the money for the modern family. Max was the second born of two children, having an older brother by the name of Luke, who is 23. Their family was a typical American family, doing typical American things like going to baseball games, picnics on the beaches... The Rogan family was very nurturing and very loving, thus the reason for Max being of such a docile nature.

Max is a Muggle born wizard. There had not been a witch or wizard in their family for many many years, and there was only one to speak of. It was quite a surprise when Max began showing signs, doing odd things such making his hair grown back when it was cut beyond his liking, healing his brother's wound after falling from a bike and breaking his arm. At first, it was believed that there was something wrong with the kid, something medical. He was taken to the best medical professionals, and nothing was able to be detected. He was as healthy as a horse, as the saying goes.

For a time, his odd gift was forgotten and pushed aside. It finally ceased until Max was eight years old, and he turned his teacher into a rabbit in front of the whole class. Lucky for him, the principal of the school knew just what the problem was, and the situation was fixed, and Max finally learned what it was about him that made him so different.

From that point, Max's parents helped him hone his skills, teaching him what their muggle capabilities would allow. They were all too thrilled when he received a letter from a place called Beauxbatons, where Max could master his skills. Why a school in France you may ask? Because his great great uncle attended there. It was a bittersweet goodbye for the close family, and Max had to leave his first and only girlfriend behind. However, it was for the best, and Max is living it up at school. He talks to his family frequently, and his old girlfriend from time to time.

Rp Sample:

The stables where from all the places in the school, one of the most secluded and peaceful ones. People rarely went there, and if they went there, it was to get a horse for a ride so they weren't there for a long... Quite a good setting to take a nap isn't it?

Well, Max thought that it was the best place to go and sleep for a while, climbing up the ladder to the hayloft he had turned into his wolf form and buried himself into a bunch of hay to sleep without being noticed. Besides, the hay was quite good to keep him warmer, a good thing taking in account the weather was still considerably cold and the breeze was quite uncomfortable.

Finally, a moment of peace... Thought Ardan, the fact that he had been so busy and with almost no social life was mostly due to the workload of some professors mixed with having to always call his parents.

The sound of the horses getting exited made him think that someone was either inside the stables, or coming to them Hopefully it isn't someone I know... and if it is, hopefully they won't notice me. Thought Maxwell, growling a bit and then closing his eyes again in an attempt to sleep some more.

Not sure if his healing ability is HP oriented or non-HP oriented. I would suggest thinking about it being non-HP oriented if you ever want to make an interesting plotline in the future.

Must be Cossu

[starburst]

First Name:

Tiana Noelle

Last Name:

Pierros

Age:

Seventeen

Appearance:

Tiana basically inherited her mother's looks. Anyone can tell if the two stand next to each other. She has mid-length/long black hair and sometimes when in the sunlight you can see the light brown streaks at the tip of her hair. Tiana's hair is naturally curly but not too curly, it's just very bouncy at the tip because of her curls. Tiana doesn't do anything big to her hair apart from tying it up in different ways; she never straightens it or anything else like that. This girl stands at around 5"5 and weighs around 125lbs. Although Tiana may look like she needs to loose weight, she doesn't. This girl is skinny and she has been told by many people including muggle doctors that she must gain more weight.

Tiana's skin complexion is dark olive and it acutally makes a fair compromise with her dark hair. Her facial features are normal apart from her high cheek bones. Her eyes are a lovely light brown colour which some people may say is not nice but others may call it hazel. Her nose shape is quite flat but it matches with her other facial features. When Tiana smiles you can see that her cheek bones are slightly higher up than anyone else, she also develops dimples which some people think looks cute. Tiana's mouth is thin and is a light shade of pink.

Tiana's fashion varies most of the time. She has a mixture of clothing which may include wizarding clothing and all sorts of muggle clothing. Most of the time she wears things according to the place that she's going, her mood and the weather. When she's in the muggle area Tiana tries her best not to expose her magical touch to anyone, that's why she wears muggle clothing. When in the wizarding world Tiana always wears wizarding clothing, which include things like robes and all other sorts of clothing. Tiana's mother taught her daughter how to pick carefully for the right occasion. Rarely does Tiana have trouble finding clothes because she is extremely organised and she has that extra ability given to her by her mother.

History:

Anya had always been one of the cute bookworms at Beauxbatons. She had been in the house of Rouerie and always stuck with her own group of friends. She graduated from Beauxbatons with top marks and left to go to Healer Training. At the time, Anya still hadn’t found someone to settle down with, but that wasn’t her concern at the moment. She had been fully focused on completing her Healer Training program and didn’t exactly have time to go around venturing for boyfriends. Her friends had all settled down and some were actually getting married soon.

At one of her friend’s wedding, Anya got herself highly intoxicated which led to lots of flirting and other things. After Anya woke up, she turned around and left. She knew the man, but there was no way she’d tell him that she had a child which was his. Anya missed out on a few months of her healer training, but she managed to get on track, once she’d given birth to little Tiana Noelle Pierros on 24th July.

Her parents weren’t too pleased at what Anya had done, but they couldn’t really just leave her. Anya moved into her parents manor with little Tiana and soon enough, Anya's younger sister got married and she too gave birth to two very blonde girls. Everything seemed fine for now.

Tiana Pierros was born on a sunny and warm 24th July in a rather posh ward in a hospital in Paris. After she was born and had been checked over for numerous things, she headed home to her grandparents family home. Tiana never really had a father figure in her life, but it didn’t bother her much. She loved her mother and that was all that counted. Her grandparents also played a big role in her life and she loved them very much.

During her childhood, Tiana mostly spent her time outside, interacting with other children mostly muggles. Her family thought it was best that Tiana attended both Hogwarts and Muggle Schools. So at the mere age of 4, Tiana had been enrolled into a nearby muggle school, where she was actually doing well. Tianan didn’t really know much about magic at this age, she only knew that her family was witches and she shouldn’t tell anyone about her little secret.

As she grew up, Tiana became more and more aware that she was different from her peers. Eventually, her grandparents starting telling her stories about Beauxbatons and also they would sometimes sit her down and let her read their old books about magic and so on. As she carried on listening to her grandparents, Tiana became more and more excited for her Beauxbatons Letter to come.

When her Letter did actually arrive, Tiana was so happy she made her mother send a reply straight away and they went to the stores to buy her supplies. She knew the place fairly well as she had been here with her mother a few times. Tiana was very happy but was nervous about what house she'd be in. Her mother managed to reassure her.

Tiana took a quick liking to Quidditch and the School Library. As the years passed on, Tiana grew more acostumed to the Beauxbaton ways and became more and more used to using magic for lots of things. She made lots of freinds as well as enemies, but that didn't matter to her. She loved Beauxbatons and was just glad to be here.

Personality:

Tiana is the kind of girl who is caring, loving and loyal. But Tiana loves to be caring and kind because in this world, just because she was made rich it didn't mean that everyone else was. Tiana soon figured out that being caring and loyal earns you trust amongst lots of people. She always tried to help the less vulnerable people whom she meets in places she visits so on. One of the reasons Tiana dreams of becoming a Healer is because she'll have the chance to help people whenever she wants. Despite Tiana being very caring, kind and loyal, she can sometimes be rude and much stressed. This mostly shows up when something big happens or someone annoys her so badly she can't stand them anymore.

Tiana is very serious and amusing at the same time. She takes her studies very seriously and doesn't like to mess things up. She holds a very strong ambition and she has been told several times that the only way to achieve it is to concentrate on her studies. Although Tiana may seem perfect, she is far from perfect in her own eyes. Once you’ve ticked her off, you’re most likely to see the hidden monster inside her, she has a really bad temper, which she apparently inherited from her unknown father. Tiana is very stubborn and doesn’t like to be proved wrong, she’d fight the whole way just to prove that she’s right.

Tiana is a very bright and bubbly person. She loves sitting in the Library and surrounding herself in books. People normally say Tiana has a unique scent of worn out books, but maybe that was just due to her sitting in the Library in her free time. Although Tiana is a very bright and bubbly person, she normally shys away from places where she knows she won’t be accepted. Although she does normally shy away, Tiana has a knack of proving herself right no matter what the situation. She often likes to practice dancing and singing once she’s alone.

Tiana hates talking about Blood Purity, although she is a wealthy pureblood, she hates any talk of Blood Purity. Sometimes, she doesn’t even understand why people are so stuck-up about their wealth and blood status. In her family, all their loyalties lie towards getting rid of Voldermort and his followers. Apart from all this, Tiana has a very sensitive heart and caring one too. She’d sit down with you just to comfort you and make sure you’re alright. Overall, Tiana is a very kind, bubbly and cheerful girl, ready to shower you with her bubbly interior.

Sample RP:

Tiana sighed. She ran a hand through her silky dark hair before scooping up her fragile little kitten into her arms. Today, Tiana felt weird; she wasn't in the mood to do anything, not even make anyone laugh. Luckily her freinds had planned to do something tonight so Tiana wouldn't have to sit there telling them jokes and making them laugh when deep inside she wasn't in the mood. The dark haired girl had for once backed out on this group activity because she felt like she needed some time alone. Tiana walked out of her dorm and shut the door firmly behind her, she wanted to go somewhere quiet where she could relax with out Doxie being a nuisance. Somewhere where this girl could spend the rest of evening thinking things through and clearing her mind. Doxie jumped out of Tiana's arms and trotted beside the girl, the kitten looked up at it's owner every now and then. Even the kitten could sense something was wrong with Tiana.

As Tiana reached the large spiral staircase, she picked up Doxie. Tiana never allowed Doxie to walk down stairs alone, she felt like Doxie was still young and fragile and Tiana couldn't even risk loosing Doxie. Tiana walked down the stairs, the soft click of her heel echoing up and down the staircase. That staircase was empty and apparently no-one was going up or down. As the girl walked down she looked out into the window which had been built onto the wall which surrounded the stiarcase. Tiana couldn't see much so she took a few more steps down the stone stairs and looked out the window. It was close to sunset and if you looked carefully you could see the lake and the reflection of the sun dawning down on the lake. Tiana had propped up Doxie on the window pane but was holding the fragile kitten very securley. The kitten seemed to want Tiana to let go but Tiana was no-way near to doing that.

After a while of looking out the window, Tiana got bored. She decided to carry on walking down the stairs, who knows what Tiana could find to waste her time. Tiana walked down the stairs holding Doxie in her arms, but this time not as secure as before. A stray of her dark hair fell into her face, holding Doxie with one hand and using the other hand to push it back behind her ears. Tiana finally reached the last step of the staircase. She put Doxie on the floor and the first the kitten done was look up at Tiana. As Tiana started walking down the hallway, the kitten walked beside her trying to keep up with the pace that Tiana held. As she walked along the hallway she noticed a large space on the floor, Tiana smiled to herself. Brushing herself down before sitting down, she gestured for the kitten to come and sit next to her. The kitten responded as if it really had understood what Tiana had said. Ameelia slid down the wall and she got out one of her textbooks on Muggle Studies and started reading, Doxie curled up next to her; watching it's owner with curiosity.

Must be Rouerie

[scarletnight]

First Name: Scarlet
Last Name: Night
Age: 16
Appearance:

History: Scarlet was born November 20, 1991 in boston, Mass. Since birth scarlet has always been the talk of the town. Though she doesn't really mind it now it can sometimes get pretty annoying. Her childhood was very rough for her since her parents had died what she was 5 years old. So she ended up living with her uncle Alexandru and his daughter Nyxaline in Romania. Though scarlet and nyx did get a long they thought it best to just leave eachother be at the most part since neither nyx's nor her lives were all that great. In scarlet's elementry years she was picked on mostly for the way she looked, dressed, lived with, and for the fact her parents had died ((life can be so crule *sobs*)). Scarlet knew what she was, a vampire, a freak. She also was aware of Nyx and her father's vampire blood as well, though Nyx didn't know it yet.

Once scarlet hit jr. high it seemd like her hormones went through the roof. She was getting more and more obsessed with guys and girls as well as their blood. When she was in the 8th grade she was so hungry for her class mates blood that she loured an uperclassman behind the portables of the school so that they were unseen. she slowly reached up for his neck and bit into it before he had time to scream. Of course when she heard teachers running towards her she ran as fast as her legs would take her. After that she told her uncle what had happened so the missfit family only had one option, to move. They left Romania and went to Salem, Mass to live with more of scarlet's family.

Personality: Scarlet is a pretty dark and mysterious person. Though at times she can be cheery and random she can still be morbid and smart. She loves to hang out with her friends at school and chill out in grave yards at nightfall. She can have a bit of a temper problem at times, but people still love her. Scarlet is kind and caring for others and she'll help anyone in a blink of an eye. Though she is somewhat of a sexual deviant. She loves to go swimming(in lakes), to different places, and trying different foods.

Sample RP: Scarlet walked down the dark moonlit ally untill she came face to face with a dark shadowy figure. "Alexandru? Is that you?" she said in a nervous voice. The dark shadow nodded and leaned it's back up against one of the ally walls. "So scarlet, Ce greºealã this timp?" said Alexandru in an annoyed tone. "I bit an upperclassman...and I think people are looking for me." Alexandru slapped Scarlet across the face. "you cretin! I told you only at night! and not during school! drink the damn viles I gave you!" "I'm sorry Alexandru! I really am I just couldn't help myself. It won't happen again!" A booming noise suddly appeared out of nowhere followed by a lour shreek. "Nyx!" they both blurded out in unison as she tan down the dark ally towards the house.

Must be Rouerie

[starburstx]

First Name:

Emmeline Isabelle

Last Name:

Winters

Age:

Sixteen

Appearance:

Hair
If there was one word that could describe Emmeline’s hair, that word would simply be long. Indeed, her locks – which are colored a pale hue somewhere in between a golden brown and the silvery blonde – cascade down her backside, skimming just below her posterior, and her bangs fall delicately in a demure fashion into her eyes. Pin-straight and sometimes a little on the unmanageable side, the girl’s hair is glossy and healthy, most likely because Emmeline regularly washes and conditions her tresses with only the finest shampoos and conditioners from an exclusive salon located in her motherland. Usually, all that is seen in her hair is a rather frilly headband of lace and ribbons, although occasionally she will don a diminutive top hat decorated with ribbons, lace, and a small artificial flower with two ribbons that tie under her chin. Even more rare is to see the girl with her hair up in two pigtails, each made from a bundle of springy spiral curls held up by various ribbons of lace and silk. The reason why Emmline doesn’t like to put her hair up is because it takes too much time to make all those curls, not mention that curling irons are very harmful to one’s hair…

Eyes
Ah, yes… the windows to one's soul, the eyes. Emmeline's eyes are colored a vivid green hue reminiscent of an emerald jewel, and are fairly large with the outer corners turned up ever so slightly. Above these jewel-tone eyes are two neatly-groomed and thin eyebrows in a darker version of the hue of her locks. Lined with a thick curtain of long black eyelashes, it is quite a simple task to mistakenly guess that Emmeline wears mascara or has eyelash extensions. This is certainly not the case, as Emmeline’s lashes are one-hundred percent natural. Blessed with the gift of having the trait of double-eyelids – meaning that there is a crease on each of her eyelids – it can safely be said that her eyes are by far the most beautiful feature on her face, if not her whole body. These eyes speak in volumes on their own, and convey a hidden sorrow that the girl tries her best to hide in spite of her traitorous gaze. The only time these emerald orbs seem to lose their shine of nostalgia and blind hope is when their owner fails to get enough sleep, during which they will seem lackluster and dull.

Face
Often called heart-shaped, the only way to accurately describe Emmeline’s face is demure and delicate. However, her face isn’t exactly cherub like, for she lacks the round, pinch-able cheeks that many love and adore, although they do flush a rather rosy hue of pink when the girl’s embarrassed or bashful. So it is probably more accurate to describe her face as a thin heart rather than heart-shaped. Emmeline's ears are considered to be of average size, and are kept clean of any piercings or holes of the sort. Her nose is small and discreet, a feature that Emmeline considers a blessing unto itself, and her mouth is just as demure, with lips that aren’t ridiculously thin or full and colored a rosy hue reminiscent of the flesh of a strawberry. She likes the color of her lips, so all Emmeline really wears on them on occasion is a sheer layer of a subtly shimmery clear lipgloss. Her complexion is a ivory in color, and kept smooth for the most part flawless through liberal use of expensive facial products that were actually clinically proven to live up to their claims.

Body
Petite, frail, slender, tiny, short… All adjectives used to describe Emmeline's build. Indeed, Emmeline is a girl who is almost unbelievably thin, which isn’t exactly a good thing. Not exactly skin and bones yet, but pretty darn close. Emmeline doesn’t have much in the way of curves, just enough to show that she has some, with the exception of her waist, which is defined in the context of femininity, and very often accentuated by the corset-waist dresses that she loves and adores. Her legs are considered long for such petite person – although they are more on along the lines of elegant rather than gangly – with spindly ankles and dainty feet. Her arms are just right for someone of her size, although like the rest of her body, very near to being considered bone-thin, and lead to delicately small hands with long, slim fingers with neatly-filed nails, often painted in a baby pink color or French manicure.

History:

On a very sunny day in a large manor in Paris, France, a couple sat in a master bedroom, looking at the beautiful baby girl lying there. She was sound asleep. Their eldest child was a girl, named Gabrielle, and this was their newest addition to the family, Emmeline Isabelle Winters. She was a fair haired baby and quiet enough, she didn't cry too much and was a sweetheart. Two years later the family added little Charlotte to their family, and later on after that came Laurette and eventually Madeline. This family was proper, very French and of course they were all Wizards, well Wizards and Witches more accurately.

All five of the Winters sisters had magic, and they all started using it (subconsciously) at a very young age. Emmeline even started showing signs of her Witch abilities a few months after birth. Jean-Pierre and Cherise decided it was best to educate their children to what they were capable of at a young age. Of course, Cherise's mother, another Witch, was not impressed with this teaching, she believed that children should be educated of their powers only when they are taught by professionals, like the teachers at Beauxbatons Academy. So while Jean-Pierre and Cherise took it into their own hands to teach their children about their magic at a young age, Grandmother Claudette took it into her hands to teach the five how to be proper ladies at a young age.

So Emmeline was raised by three people, her parents and her stubborn Grandmother. She was fairly close to two of her sisters, Gabrielle and Charlotte, who also attend Beauxbatons, although she is constantly annoyed by Laurette and Madeline. Emmeline was obviously accepted into Beauxbatons, like "every self-respecting Witch or Wizard in her bloodline" as her Grandmother had said, funny to say that Emmeline's father actually went to a different school of magic. So Emmeline's life has been fairly normal, until she had met him. And by him, she meant Mathieu Delacroix, a boy who was three years older than her.

She was in her fifth year when she met him, it wasn't exactly love at first sight. He was one of her sister's boyfreind's freinds. They had talked for a while and became ver close friends. Neither could make a move on each other, as Mathieu was currently dating some blonde veela and Emmeline wasn't quite sure on what her parents would think about her dating a boy who was three years old than her. But eventually, Mathieu did break-up with the veela and Emmeline and Mathieu were officially an item. Apparantly, her parents didn't mind as long as their Emmeline was happy.

After Mathieu left school, it was harder for Emmeline to meet him, she spent most of her free time out of school with him, but it soon became even harder as Mathieu took up auror training. Their relationship was constricted, but they still had that special bond in between them. Emmeline carried on school life like normal and Mathieu did what he was doing, one night after a very amusing and hazardous date which included Mathieu's hazardous cooking, he made a very sincere promise to Emmeline. He promised her he would marry her as soon as she was out of school. But for now, they were on their way to being engaged.

A few nights after he had made the propersition, a family dinner was held at the Winters household, where both Mathieu's and Emmeline's family were present. That night, Emmeline was also presented with the engagment ring, a simple silver band with a diamond in the middle. Engraved in the band were the words 'I will come back to you, my love'. Emmeline was very confused at this, what did he mean? After a very tearful farewell, in which Emmeline learnt that Mathieu was going on an auror training program in England for six months, he was gone.

Emmeline was left alone, ever since then she's been reserved and isolated. No-body tries to talk to her as they know how she'll react. Eventhough six months isn't long, to Emmeline it may seem like eternity.

Personality:

True to the etiquette guidelines for a true Winters girl, which call for polite and ladylike mannerisms for the most part, Emmeline is anything but a whiny rich girl. She is polite in her speech, often speaking as if she was addressing a man or woman of high status and nobility even to the most average and plain of people. Although this is how most people wish to be treated, it is entirely possible for Emmeline’s inadvertently flattering words to become a bit of an exasperation during the first few meetings, and maybe even afterwards. Unfortunately, Emmeline cannot see the fault in this, and insists on such demure mannerisms and flatteringly sweet words. She doesn’t understand that not everyone wishes to be treated like a prince or princess, and that not everyone lives in the fantasy world seen through a rose tinted window with lace curtains that she lives in despite being a sixteen year-old girl. One would think that by now, Emmeline would’ve been mature and sensible enough to know that the world is not a fairytale, but apparently, that is not the case…

Not that Emmeline is always so sickeningly sweet like a spoonful of sugar. Despite the fact that she always sits with her ankles crossed, carries herself with the impeccable posture and grace of a Victorian noblewoman, and speaks sweetly in with the tongue of an eloquent poet, Emmeline is not without her flaws and personal issues. Firstly, she does not know when to give up one her hopes even when everyone else around her tells her they are futile. This is very evident in how she is still waiting for Mathieu even after everyone has told her that he was surely dead. She doggedly and stubbornly waits for him to find and return to her. Emmeline is also terrible at accepting the truth when it is not as she wants. So if anyone ever utters even a word about Mathieu being dead, she will lash back, claiming that he is still out there looking for her, following the “light from her diamond” like he promised. It is safe to say that the girl is a hopeless romantic and a dreamer at that. Indeed, she believes in things that are considered silly and frivolous, such as destiny and soulmates.

However, when Emmeline is alone, her personality takes a complete one-eighty turn for the worse. When by herself. Emmeline is silent, distant… in a sense, dead. She is someone who can spend hours sitting by a window staring blankly out of it and brooding when she has nothing better to do. As a matter of fact, she used to this all the time, hoping to see Mathieu walking through the front gates of her family’s manor for the first time in many years. Nowadays, Emmeline tries to keep herself from thinking about Mathieu by going out as often as possible, but on those days when the nostalgia is too much and there’s a seat by a window that she can conveniently sit in and be alone at, she will surely do just that. Those are usually the days when she wakes up in a rotten mood, and wants to be left by herself. Speaking of which, if Emmeline wakes up with a rotten mood, the quickest way to lift her mood is to just talk to her and get her mind off of whatever is troubling her at the moment.

Sample RP:

Propping a textbook between his left arm and side, Alex used both hands to flip through another. He had just left 'Transfiguration' and was obviously interested in the subject they had went over. Otherwise, he would never have been so ignorant to read while walking. A messenger bag lay gently against his right shoulder, falling against his side. It was most likely filled with random things, like wizard treats, homework papers, and joke shop items. The bag was never neat, as Alex did not really care. He always used everything in a normal day. However, his bag was still full. Today had been dull, giving him no chances to prank his Professors. And, when he tried to eat the treats during class, his 'Transfiguration' Professor quickly scolded him. That had landed him an extra essay. Not that he truly cared, seeing as he loved the subject. It just seemed annoying. So, long story short, Alex's day had not gone as planned. Its as if they are getting smarter... He thought to himself, thinking of the Professors.

Alex continued to read the 'Transfiguration' textbook, until he heard a soft noise ahead. Looking up, he noticed Ameelia coming down the spiral staircase. He halted on the spot, book still open. She was a sight for sore eyes. Finally someone that was not ready to yell at him, or give him homework. Just seeing her made the day look brighter. It was great to finally see one of his friends, seeing as he had been so caught up with homework the night before. Alex wondered how she had been for the past couple of days. Had she been tortured with homework, too? After thinking for a moment, he laughed in his mind. Ameelia was smart. Even if the Professors had boggled her with homework, she could probably have finished it quickly and without help.

When his thoughts had almost consumed him, Tiana's movements stirred him. Alex looked towards the ground. How long had he been standing there? Closing the textbook, he grabbed the other and put them both into his bag. Looking back to Tiana, he noticed her walking over to Ameelia, who was currently sitting against the wall. Something seemed odd about the situation. Ameelia was normally one to smile and laugh, making others do the same. However, that normal personality was not there. Alex raised his arm, rubbing his head, curious to what was wrong. Whatever it was, all he could think about was fixing it.

Alex walked slowly down the hall. Stopping before her, he placed his bag against the ground and sat before her. "Hey Amy." Alex said, smiling softly. "Have a rough day, too?" The question seemed ignorant. Even so, he could not think of anything else to say. He only hoped that she did not think he was stupid for asking. Anything would be worth it, though, to make sure she was alright. He was her friend. And, as a friend, he would do anything for her. Of course he had all of that homework sitting in his bag, and of course he had to do it, but he could not simply pass her by. Some things are more important than grades.

The RP Sample needs to be with your character, not another.

[charles]

First Name: Charles James
Last Name: Wolcott
Age: Sixteen
Appearence: Charles.

Personality: This boy has NO shame. He will do any dare, from running around in his birthday suit to dressing like a woman and flirting. Don't let that fool you! He's very masculine, and will do just about anything to prove that. Besides, he's got the six-pack and biceps to prove it. He's is also a shameless flirt. In otherwords, if it has a nice backside, and walks on two legs, it's fair game to him. However, he has a deep level of respect for those he flirts with, and will not try to force the object of his attentions into doing anything they are uncomfortable with.

Girls are important to him, but broes before h**s dude! He'll stand up for his friends, and sometimes he will even say he did something when he didn't. Charles is extremley loyal, but once you loose his trust you loose it forever. It takes a while for people to gain his trust at first, but once you've got it you'll be Charles's best friend. Once you're Charles's friend, you've got a friend for life. He doesn't care where you come from, what you're status is, who you know, he would rather have a friend with an aweosme personality then some rich, pure-blood snob.

His mother and little sister have his ongoing protection and Charles is always the 'father' figure in their house, he has been since he was twelve. He is very responisble at home, and takes his role very seriously. He works in the holidays at a small muggle shop, to help his family get by. He feels that it is his responisbility to take care of his family, and if anything ever happenned to them Charles wouldn't forgive himself. He is constantly watching his mother, to make sure she doesn't go into another stage of depression, and he's always keeping an eye on Jane, to make sure she doesn't get herself into trouble.

He is smart, despite what his teachers think. To teachers and adults Charles will come across as a show-off clown, but that is untill they see his test results. Not many people know his smart and actually studies, because he makes it look like he's the class clown who fails everything, which is hardly the truth. He's friends parents get along well with him, but he has had a problem with impressing all of his ex-girl friends parents. They seem to think his not good enough for their little angels.

Charles is a prankster at heart, just like his father was when he attended Beauxbatons. He's always pulling pranks on unexpecting proffessors and students. He is the brain behind most of the pranks his little 'group' performs. The others add in little bits, but he is usually the one who gives the initial idea and works out all the details. It's funny though, how he can be such a responsible young man at home and then go wild at Beauxbatons. This is because Beauxbatons is his place to let loose and forget all the responsibilities he has.

History: Antonion Wolcott and Simmone Rosier met in Antonion's seventh year, at a muggle night club. They danced nearly the whole night and at the end of the fun night they exchanged numbers. Antonion went back to Beauxbatons and all he could think about was Simmone. The two kept in contact through letters and the phone. After Antonion graduated he bumped into Simmone at a resturaunt, and asked her out on a date.

The date went well, and one date turned into two and so on... After fourteen months of being together Antonion proposed to Simmone, and, much to Antonion's relief, she said 'yes.' The wedding was held four months later, and all their friends and family attended. At the reception Simmone and Antonion announced the exciting news that they were going to have a baby. Soon after the wedding happenned Antonion built a beautiful yellow nursery, because it was too early to determine the sex of the baby, and they later came to a mutual agreement they wanted it to be a surprise.

On December the second Simmone Wolcott gave birth to a baby boy, Charles James Wolcott, weighing seven pounds. Charles was a bit different. As soon as he was put in his father's arms he started doing what souded like laughing, but as soon as he was taken away from his father Charles would cry loudly. His bond with his father was even visible from the day he was born. Needless to say Charles was a daddy's boy.

Charles was spoilt rotten for the first three years of his life. But then something happenned. Simmone fell pregnant again. Jane Simmone Wolcott was born on the fifteenth of July. From that day Charles had to share the attention. For the first four years of Jane's life Charles acted like she was poison, always pushing her away and ignoring her. Antonion was diagnosed with cancer when Charles's turned seven, which bought the family closer, and Charles's began to become close with his little sister.

Antonion was very sick for the next few years, there were good days and bad days. He still managed to spend time with his children, and made time for his wife. A week before Antonion dies he made Charles promise he would look after his mummy and sister. Charles swore he always would. He was absolutley devestated when his father passed away, and it really broke him. His mother wnt into a stage of depression, which stopped later when she attended counseling.

When Charles turned thirteen he attended a muggle highschool, while his little sister attended a primary school. He had lots of friends, and tried to block out the memory of his farther. When he turned sixteen he recieved a letter from some place called Beauxbatons. The family thought it was a joke, but a visitor from the school came and explained everything. That year Jane started high school, disspaointed that she didn't have her big brother to help her. Jane still hasn't shown magical skills, so Charles assumes she takes after her mother.

Rp Sample: Charles hadn't originally planned on going to the room of requirement, but here he was, in front of the stone wall. The door that appeared was rather ornate, made of solid oak and adorned with silver. The boy was puzzled, what was it that he thought about that created such a door? Pursing his lips together and furrowing his brow, he went through the thoughts that had been in his head, finding nothing that would cause the room of requirement to react to him. With a slight shrug, he gave up and opened the door.

Inside the room was a rather tranquil scene. There was a rolling meadow and a lake. At the banks of the lake there were two large and rather comfortable looking chairs. The room must have guessed that Charles was looking for some relaxation. With a large smile he walked into the room and headed towards one of the chairs.

As the boy took his seat or rather fell into it a table materialised with a carafe of pumpkin juice on it and a goblet. Charles let out a boisterous laugh and poured himself a cup, taking a big gulp and placing the goblet back on the table. He rested his head against the soft cushions of the chair and sighed contently.

A cool wind came from off the lake, which took Charles by surprise as this was the room of requirement, he wasn't aware that it could produce real wind. Shrugging he continued to relax and listen to the waves as they lapped softly against the rocks.

Must be Rouerie

[jj]

First Name:Ashlee
Last Name:Summers
Age:16
Appearance:

History:
Annabelle Summers and Joseph Summers gave birth to a beautiful set of fraternal twins and they named them Ashlee and Matt, They had 1 other child who was 6 and she helped with the kids alot. When the kids were 4 Jenny got a letter from Beauxbatons Annabelle and Joseph didn't tell them they were mermaids. if they got wet they would grow a tail and it would be a glittering silvery blue colour. They couldn't believe it they had got the letter from a MAGICAL boarding school!? It was a shock to all of them.

When Jenny went to Beauxbatons her life changed she was in Sournois and was a bit mean and jerk but then one day she got thrown in the lake for fun that's when her tail grew she changed and became a mermaid she tried to get out but couldn't so she went under the lake to more water and finally got there. It was freezing the lake and gave Jenny a really bad cold well flu more like and she became very ill she had to come back home when she was 12 IT was terrible and she still has it today.

When Ashlee's and Matt's come they jumped straight in and yelled yes straight away even though they might get an illness like Jenny you need to live life in adventure or miss out as her mum used to say. They both got seperated but they were still really close friends and siblings.
Personality:Ashlee is quiet but creative she is brilliant at art but never tells anyone. She is also very very intelligent doing her studying and reading a book in the common room. She is very sweet and innocent and would never do anything she is never upset or angry because it doesn't fit in with the usual Ashlee or the Nice Ashlee. She is funny and outspoken and interesting with friends but also cautious. She is mysterious and different if you do not know her but you can say what you like about her she has proper friends and she only want them.
Sample RP:It was another quiet warm day at Beauxbatons and Ashlee sat in the courtyard smiling and creating a painting of herself and her brother. she had worked all day on it and was really happy with it. "Hey Ashlee!" screamed a voice it was the cunning but very clever Matt Summers her brother. "Hey Matt" Returned Ashlee. Matt looked at a painting and smiled at Ashlee "that's a good painting!" He chuckled "Yes I know!" She giggled and they both went to Care for Magical Creatures. They were both good at that.

There they were both studying hard in the lesson the upper class snobs who had there robes perfectly in tack and there make-up and hair perfect compared to Ashlee who had her hair in messy bun and her robes un-ironed and she sat there she didn't have much make-up eyeliner lipgloss and eyeshadow with mascara that's not alot compared to the higher class snobs.

When the bell rung she rushed to the courtyard to do another painting. This was an abstract painting amazing it was absolutely amazing colours everywhere different shapes and sizes and the whole thing looked beautifully weird, she showed it to her fellow housemates and they laughed and found it funny but she loved it and would treasure it forever.

If the kids are mermaids and were never told and obviously didn't know, does that mean they never bathed? Also, you have a LOT of run on sentences. Too many, in fact. Please try reading your writing outloud to find your mistakes. Also, she hardly seems to have any flaws in her personality. Please add some flaws to make her more real.

[ashleyaddict]

First Name: Vanessa
Last Name:Lotharo
Age:15
Appearance:
History:Vanessa was raised by a small family,no magic had ran through the family at all it was a shock when she had seen a mermaid she thought it was a dream because she was only 8 when she saw it. She always loved magic but her older sister Lilly-Anne hated the thought of it. The thought that magic could be out there was an imossible feeling really but was always disappointed with everything Vanessa did. Her and Vanessa would never get along. She was into make-up,jewellery,clothes and of course boys! Where as Vanessa had always been into sports and keeping to herself as quiet as she was she was a great person to be with bt nobody would give Vanessa a chance.

Moving when she was 10 she had too learn a whole new language to settle into the new country Thailand but she eventually got used to it and became a regular neighbour. Vanessa thought she saw a fairy soon after she got settled in. THEN there was fuss and tantrums and bad behaviour Lilly-Anne had enough she went over the top she screamed she kicked she fought,she did everything in the book and that is where she had to go away from the family. She lost to Vanessa. Vanessa´s Family came rich and got lots of money and Lilly-Anne was in and still is in a military school.

Lots of years came pass her thinking she saw magical creatures-Fairies,Mermaids,Veels,Werewolves and so much more and that is a couple of days before her birthday she got the letter. The letter from Beauxbatons saying she could come and study there they were loads of fuss in the family about magic then.
Personality:Vanessa is nice smart and funny. She is one of the happiest people you will ever meet. She is quiet and she knows it but has two different sides but when she is out and about she´s coco-loco she´s mad funny and more open to a conversation. She would never betray the friendship of a friend or anyone´s trust never.

She has a very cautious part of her too. Never letting boys come to close to her but she tries to act as normal as she can.very talented and mysterious girl. She is great fun,a real party animal. She is devoted to her school work and takes it serious,is very clever and smart,she is always a 'Geek' at school as she knows everything but she doesn't care. She loves learning new things. She's really bubbly but sensitive. She is very negative towards herself.She is hardly ever angry. When she is angry everything is effective

Sample RP:
As the beautiful girl walked into the palace of Beauxbatons she had come to many times before well about 3 this was her first in Care for Magical Creatures. She walked in happy and cheery as usual but something had actually made her frown. Her shoe had come off and she saw that she had bruises on them,blisters and had a bad nail. "Oh... embarrassing and painful," She said to herself she had quickly rushed to her dorm to get some foot cream and then guess what happened the cream split and went EVERYWHERE and it was really annoying that everything was going wrong for Vanessa. Typical day for Vanessa really.

She rubbed it in and got allback ready and gorgouse she had put on her robes and smiled again trying to start from the start of the day.She went out and rushed to the palace again and look at the care for magical creatures professor and tried to smile. Pushed her little butt to her seat and listened slightly embarrased.Her face was a bit embarrassed and at the end of class went to the courtyard and read her book.

The same thing as I said above. You really have trouble with run on sentences, so please check that out. Also, you've made this character too perfect too. Where are her flaws?

[hanamadison]

First Name: Hana Rose
Last name: Madison
Age: 13
Appearance: Hana has straight white-blond hair. Her side fringe curves around her glassy blue eyes which look as if they were hand made. She is naturally slim with a ok figure but looks good in everything.

Personality: Hana comes from the Madison family. A rich pure-blooded name which had no faults but Hana is different. Her snobbishness is only disguise, a protection from the cruelty she would have if she reveals her true self to the world. Only true friends and family have the honor of the unmasking of her.

With reports as proof, she is intelligent and bright. Always, topping of the exams, many girls have jealousy of Hana. She is always the teachers' favourite with flawless manners, excellent bookwork and remarkable effort. Although her excellent acadamic ability, nothing is good enough for Hana Madison as she is never endingly trying to out smart her many older sisters and brothers.

Past her witty brain, is her shy personality which supports her disguise. In friendship groups, she is always the listener of her friends which is lovely company to be with. She gives wonderful advice to all problems, big or small and never turns her back to foreigners. Her kind gentle smile is always a welcoming sign.

Forgetting her perfection, there are always flaws. Her six older siblings are always beating her in academic and other abilities. This loses respect from her father. With even more flawless sisters and brothers, her family life is difficult so she retreats to school life as an oasis.

History: On the first of May 1995, parents Christopher and Charlotte Madison looked upon lovingly their newborn daughter, Hana Rose Madison.

Mrs Madison was sweaty and alarmingly warm temperatured as she gently rocked her infant. Mr Madison's focus suddenly turned from his daughter to his beloved wife. He felt her forehead but quickly took it off since it felt like it was scorching. He yelled for the house doctor but the healer was too late. Mrs Charlotte Madison passed away from fever, holding her new born baby.

Ever since that very day, the birth of Hana and the death of Charlotte, Christopher had never forgiven his youngest child. Never forgiven her for the death of his wife. But he didn't realise was that his wife was also the mother of Hana.

Sample RP: "Is it nice at Beauxbatons?" questioned Hana, softly in Celestine, her sister's ear. Hana was sitting comfortably on the carridge to Beauxbatons. The elegant white horses rode smoothly as if they were flying. And they were.

Outside the window, you could see magnificent scenery of beautiful French country-side but those properties were inhabited with muggles. "Filthy muggle houses," their father would sneer if he saw the sight.

The carridge began to decend after a few hours. Hana gripped Celestine's hand as the ride started to come closer to the grand castle of Beauxbatons. She could already see the other students below them, already dressed in their silk uniforms.

Hana stepped out of the carridge after it safely landed on the emerald greens. She straightened out her cloak and felt her blue cap which was on her blond hair, in a slight angle. She checked her wand and glanced at her trunk before striding behind her six other siblings.

The family of seven turned heads, many were disgusted whispers or looks of awe but many looks were just feasts of beauty.

Must be Cossu

[alicebarnes]

First Name:

Alice

Middle Name:

Nicole

Last Name:

Barnes

Nicknames:

Allie, Ally

Age:

Forever Sixteen

Blood Type:

Vampire Blood

Appearance:

Alice has medium length brown hair which she sometimes straightens and sometimes curls. She isn’t tall nor short for her age. She has long legs which she likes to leave bare by wearing skirts and shorts. Allie has a heart shaped face, high cheekbones, and beautiful yet strange silver-blue eyes.

History:

When Alice was born, she was such a beautiful little baby. Her eyes were a very strange blue color. They had almost a silver tint to them. Her mother Mary was very superstitious, and she thought her baby was some kind of strange creature. She’d never seen that eye color before or such a beautiful baby. She was almost scared of her own child, though she didn’t want to admit it. She didn’t want to be scared of Alice.

That plan didn’t last as long as it should have. Alice acted just like any other human girl, but when she stayed just as inhumanly beautiful and kept those strangely colored eyes, her mother found it almost unbearable. She was much too superstitious to believe that she was a normal child. She waited thirteen years before she went almost insane over it. She did research on the computer to find out anything she could about creatures like her daughter.

Throughout Alice’s life, everything was mainly the same. She didn’t have many friends, and she didn’t care. She liked being alone. When you were alone, you didn’t have any reason to be self-conscious, you didn’t have to act anything, and if nobody liked you anyway, you could be yourself in public, too. When she was sixteen, she walked into her mom’s room to get a towel for her shower, and saw on the computer screen what her mother had been searching. Creatures with silver-blue eyes and inhuman beauty. Allie didn’t want to think of herself as a creature, but her mom did. She knew it was her mom, because her dad wasn’t superstitious at all.

Alice didn’t know if she could bear the fact that her own mother didn’t like her. She never viewed her mom the same, and when it came time that she couldn’t take it anymore, she was sixteen years old. She was in her room one night, thinking about what she might be like she often did, when she decided that it was just her mother being stupid. She was human. She had to be human. She packed a bag with a couple outfits, about thirteen bottles of water, and some food from the kitchen. She didn’t know how long she’d be out, but she was never coming back here.

Allie snuck out her window that night and ran as fast as she could. But, being the big klutz she is, fell many times. She decided to cut through the forest so that she would never be caught in that city and returned to her birth parents. When she decided she was far enough into the forest, she took a break to lie down. She was about halfway through her water bottles. She found a soft patch of grass and laid down on her duffle bag. That was when she saw a person not far in the forest.

Alice took off running with her bag on her shoulder. When she finally caught up with the person after falling again and again, she gasped. He had to be the most beautifully, handsome man she had ever seen in her life. He looked at her as if in a state of indecision. This confused Allie. He abruptly picked her up as though she were as light as a feather and ran with her so fast it felt as though she was flying. When they slowed down, they were coming to a huge house. Once inside, she saw four more inhumanly beautiful beings. There were two other men and two women. None of them seemed old at all. One of the females and one other male looked like they were in their lower twenties. The man holding her and the other female looked about her age, maybe a year or two older, and the last man looked as though he were in his mid twenties.

They all looked at the man holding her with a strange expression that Alice couldn’t identify. Who were these people, and why were they all so beautiful. Even the men were beautiful. She looked around at each face again and again.

“Who is she? Why have you brought her to us?” The younger woman was the one that had spoken.

The man holding her set her gently to her feet and looked unsure again. “I’m not exactly positive. She was stumbling around the forest, and for some reason, she seemed special. Like she would be perfect as one of us. I have no idea why, but I still have this feeling. I haven’t even spoken to her yet.” Alice was so confused.

“What are you talking about?! Alice blurted out. They sat her down to explain what they were. Vampires? What? She had never been superstitious, but she couldn’t doubt that they were something much more than human. They wanted her to be a vampire too, and she didn’t mind. It all sounded so cool. They spoke of speed, strength, beauty, great memory, and so many things that sounded amazing. The thing she didn’t want to do, but there was no way out of it in becoming one of them, was the pain. It would be painful as the venom spread, and the thirst would be painful for awhile, but those would both get better.

That night, the woman about her age, who was apparently the best with self-control, bit Alice on the insides of her wrists, insides of her elbows, and on her ankles. She didn’t want to risk biting her neck or throat. At first, the pain was bearable, but it got worse and worse. Alice wanted to scream so much, but she knew it wouldn’t help. She wanted to beg them to kill her, but knew they wouldn’t. After the longest three days of her life, the pain went away, but her throat burned. She opened her eyes and all the vampires around her smiled.

They took her hunting—animals—and helped her through with her self-control. By the time it had been two years since she had become this beautiful, fast, and strong creature, she was able to walk among humans. Alice could resist the blood now. After twelve years of it, she went back to the town where she’d been born. She found a gravestone of hers that said she’d died twelve years ago, when she’d ran away. She didn’t care. She was human then, and her mom didn’t believe it. She wasn’t human now, but she had a family that she didn’t need to hide things from.

She still loved her alone time, it was true, but she loved her family too. Her new one, that is. Her name went from Alice Nicole O’Hara to Alice Nicole Barnes with her new family. Her family was great. The man who she thought was in his mid twenties was Chad, The younger woman and the younger man were named Lillian and Brent. The two middle teens were actually eighteen years old. Their names were Scarlet and Jared. They lived happily and hardly every came across others of their kind, though they knew there were others.

After a few years of being alone with just her family, she was tired of alone. She didn’t know why there was the sudden change, she just didn’t like alone anymore. Didn’t want alone. She interacted with humans and found them fascinating. After being changed to this new being, her human life was sketchy, and she found these human reactions absolutely amazing. She especially liked messing with the guys because she was so beautiful. She laughed at the way they all responded to her.

Personality:

://stubborn-
Alice isn’t easily swayed. She almost always sticks to the decisions she makes. People have tried to convince her of certain things, and she doesn’t normally listen. She does, however, take advice when she doesn’t know what to do. It doesn’t always make sense, but when you think about it, she doesn’t always make sense either.

://tempered-
Allie has a temper, and it’s not always a small one. She has gone from things as small as yelling at or ignoring someone to just about ready to rip them to pieces. She struggles with this temper, which is also another reason she likes to be alone. She doesn’t like to think of herself as a monster, so she tries to avoid such behavior as much as possible. She does occasionally make friends, but they have to put up with her bad moods. If they can’t live through the bad, they don’t deserve the good.

://flirty-
Alice is a big flirt. In some ways, you could say she acts like a jerk when it comes to relationships. She doesn’t really stay in a relationship; she roams. She flirts with many guys, kisses many guys, but never dates any of them. Most of her friends seem to be guys. She doesn’t normally get along well with girls, what with their jealousies, insecurities, and obsessions over their looks. Guys just had better personalities in her eyes. Only some of them worried about their looks, and most of the time, those ones were hot. Yes, Alice was one of those girls that refused to go out with an ugly boy. She couldn’t help it. She couldn’t ever picture herself kissing an ugly boy. She shuddered at the thought.

://show off-
Allie showed off about a lot of things; from her body to her talents. She wore skirts, tank tops, high heels, and anything else that could bring attention. Yes, Alice LOVED the attention. Most human girls didn’t like her, either because they were jealous or because they didn’t want to be friends with an ill-tempered show off. She didn’t care. The girls weren’t worth her time anyway. Insecure, annoying little human girls. They weren’t very fun to be around, or listen to. They were always whiny, complaining, and just plain annoying. Some of them were okay/fine if they weren’t full of themselves and could just be themselves.

://persuasive-
Alice was very good at getting her way. She had a special look in her strangely colored eyes that was somehow persuasive, and her honey-sweet pleading voice was hard to resist. And her secret weapon when she was with guys—if all else failed, she could give them a simple kiss, and they’d forget all about why they were turning her down. If she really wanted, she could make them forget their own name. Allie wasn’t used to being turned away from. On the off chance she was, she didn’t handle things well…

://fun-loving-
When Alice find the certain girls she likes to be around, and the many guys she likes to be around, she loves to joke and play around. When she isn’t pissed off, she is a very nice person to be around. She can always make you laugh, even if you feel like dying. She really doesn’t have to think about what she is saying, because she doesn’t care. She says what she feels and doesn’t hold back. She does tend to make up words and make weird noises when she is bored. She will point out when things rhyme without thinking about it, and sometimes she is just plain silly.

://honest vs. dishonest-
Allie is a very good liar, and her family is normally the only people that catch her in the lie, IF they ever do. This isn’t always a good thing, because she can easily take advantage of it. She doesn’t have trust issues exactly, she just isn’t one to go blabbing everything everywhere. She never thought to just say she didn’t want to talk about it, plus, lying seemed more fun to her. She CAN be honest, but she needs to really know that person. Alice doesn’t give up secrets easily. Even if they’re her own. She is very loyal, but as most girls don’t get along with her, and guys really don’t have many secrets, she doesn’t hold many.

://intelligent-
Alice is a very smart girl, but she doesn’t let most people see it. She didn’t want to be known as ‘the smart girl.’ She actually likes to read, but she wouldn’t ever let anyone see that. Of course not. If anyone figured out that Alice Barnes liked to read, she’d be a joke; especially with Jared. She could just hear the remarks he would make. Oh, so little miss tough girl likes to read? Jared had always been the one that would tease others. Of course it was all in good fun, but in this case, it’d be totally true. It wasn’t like she sat around studying all the time, she just found that certain books were interesting.

://jealous-
If anything, you can count on this little vampire to be the jealous type. She wasn’t the psycho jealous kind of girl. It was more so that she didn’t like it when there was a guy that showed absolutely no affection towards her. This has landed her in some pretty sticky situations. Of course she has to keep the vampire secret around humans, so when guys didn’t show affection towards her, if took everything she had not to rip the girl he did like to pieces. Her glares were intimidating, so when the girls caught her glaring at them, they tried their best not to cross paths with her.

://creative-
Alice isn’t the most creative, but she is in some ways. She can play the piano quite well, and she writes a few songs, and she comes up with quotes of her own when she has a sudden inspiration. People don’t normally see this side of her. Her family knows all about her creativity, but no one else does. And although nobody sees this side of her, it’s always there.

Sample Roleplay:

Alice walked out of the high school and into the parking lot. Her family, minus Chad, was already waiting by the car. As they climbed in and took off, Alice turned to Lillian. “Hey, Lillian? Would you mind going hunting with me later? I was starting to feel the thirst creep up on me today. My throat has been burning.” Alice had been irresponsible and not hunted as often as she should have, but fortunately she wasn’t the only one who’d made that mistake, because Scarlet spoke before Lillian could answer.

“I’ll go, too, Alice. I’m starting to need it, too.” Scarlet smiled at her sisters.
“Maybe we could head up to the mountains. Mountain lions and bears sound particularly good to me. And it’s the weekend, so we don’t have to be in any rush to get back.”

Lillian smiled and nodded. “Girls’ night out hunting trip. And I agree Scar, mountain lions sound delicious right now.” They all chuckled and got out of the car. The others were already in the house. “We can go now, if you’d like.” Hunting was no question when it came to those girls. They weren’t only sisters, they were great friends; Alice and Scarlet especially. Without a word, they ran off into the woods at top speed. Their home wasn’t too far away from the mountains. It would certainly take days to get there for a human on foot, and still a deal of hours for a human with a car. But vampires had speed.

Within a few minutes, they were at the mountains. Alice picked up the scent of grizzly bear immediately and ran after it, the other two followed. She lowered into a crouch and sprang at the creature. Her razor sharp teeth cut through the grizzly’s neck easily. She swallowed the blood flowing from the gash with a satisfying feeling in her throat. The thirst was much more bearable now. After finishing off two bears each, they raced after a couple mountain lions. These tasted the best to all of them, so they each got three. After their thirst was all but forgotten, they were on their way back. Alice loved mountain lion, although gazelle was nice-tasting, too. Very sweet. “Mm… Mountain lion.” Alice chuckled.

They laughed softly as they walked into the house. They all separated to go to their own rooms. When Alice was in hers, she walked over to her bed. The bed was a nice cream color, just a tad darker than the carpeted floors. The walls were paneled in light wood. She picked up a remote and turned on her radio. It was playing soft piano compositions that she wrote and played herself. Allie laid down on her bed, ready to wait out the night. She looked at the moon and smiled. It was beautiful. She used to watch the moon when she was human, too.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_

The next morning, Alice got dressed in a jean skirt and a light blue camisole. She then got in her car and took off for the park. It was just cloudy enough that she could be outside in public and not glitter. She didn’t know what she planned on doing there. Perhaps just walk around the little path, but she changed her plans when she saw a very cute guy from her school. She walked over to him and smiled a very alluring smile. “Why, hello there. Thomas, right?”

The guy smiled back at her, obviously attracted. “Yes, that’s me. Alice, right?” Alice smiled and nodded. She got him to flirt a couple times, and she drew him in like a dog after a bone. After about thirty minutes of this, they kissed. It wasn’t any big time make out trip, just a little kiss. Alice lied and said she had to go but she’d see him at school. On the way to the parking lot, a blonde girl walked up to her with a glare on her face.

“Were you just kissing my boyfriend!?” Alice nodded and shrugged. “Why would you kiss someone else’s boyfriend?” Without waiting for an answer the girl turned and walked away. Alice snickered and walked back to where her car waited. She didn’t always kiss guys she didn’t know well, in fact, she'd been getting better at avoiding messing with them. It wasn't exactly... fair. But she was a tad out of control with her good mood since the sun rose this morning. She didn’t know why; she was just having a good day today. Once in the car, she turned on her favorite radio station and drove back to her house. She could hang out with her family for the weekend—no problem. They loved each other, and being together was no problem for them.

Must be Rouerie