Sorting (Term Ten)

[vampslay]

First Name:Drew
Last Name:McGarry
Age:13
Appearance:Strait brown hair and jeans usually.
History:As a youngster Drew was very active with others and loved to go to the beach by his house.He would walked for hours across its silvery sand.Then when he turned seven he started to read.He would be sucked into a thick book for hours and hours and sometimes even morning to night.He would love to see what it had instore for him.He was always seen reading.When he hit ten he had already read half of the library at school.He soon went to middle school.
Personality:kinda a little shy and loves to read!!!!
Sample RP:~Welcome To Halston High Boarding School~
Welcome here feel free to use your abilitie that you have as every part of the school is burn/ice free.The walls have been put up with a certain element which has been put up by Principal Walters.We hope you make good friends and that you learn the to control your power/element the right way!~

Namerew Williams
Power:Fire Dancer
Looks:

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Drew read this while driving up to the school.He was in his High school year.He never understood his power but he was a bright student.In case of his power very bright.He was sitting under his bright red bed.He was trying to lift it for all his books.He was taking every class.He had met the pricipal and he was give a special nechlace.It was from the wizard world.He had snucken it while visiting there and the principal had give it to him.He pulled his books under the nechlace streching across his neck.He pulled all his books under sorting them.They gave his bed a certain tilt.He did not care.He crawled out form under his bed and sat on it.He was hoping this place would work.

Your display name needs to match the name in your application. It should say Drew McGarry not vampslay. You need to add more to your appearance, history, and personality sections. Also you need to spell check. Thanks.

[elvina]

First Name: Romany Elvina
Last Name: Orion
Age: 17
Appearance: Clicky
History:
From the very beginning, Romany was something of a disappointment to her parents. Don’t get me wrong, they adored their angelic golden haired baby, the one they’d tried so hard to get – but she was born in the hopes of cementing a relationship back together, something that was far too arduous a task for a small child. They tried their best though, and in truth, Romany was the glue between them – the only thing that kept them together until her fifth birthday. It was there, admist the other spoilt, pampered princesses – Romany, and everyone else party to the screaming row, discovered her mother was leaving her father for another man.

Her father was a weak man, good at his high flying pencil pushing job – but still a weak and boring person never the less. It had always been a mystery to many of the upper class folk how he had managed to snare Isidis Orion, platinum blonde good-time socialite. He was anything but the lifestyle a then young Isidis Orion was used to. The obvious divide in their personalities began to show years later, and her mother moved on to pastures new – taking her daughter with her.

From thereon, Romany’s lifestyle changed. No longer impressed upon by her father to remain low key and normal – she enjoyed the ups and downs of her mother’s partying lifestyle. However, she was a regular visitor to her father’s house, and it was obvious to her how much he still adored her mother. It infuriated and amazed Romany that a man as intelligent as her father could allow someone to so obviously ruin and rule his life.

When she hit seven – Romany’s previously singular childhood was halted. The mysterious disappearance her mother’s estranged sister brought forth the previously unknown Jaiden Orion, who was eighteen months older than Romany. Withdrawn and quiet, her mother’s furious speeches and vicious slaps, secretly watched by Romany, never allowed them further knowledge of what had happened to her sister, not that she cared. Her sister had been of similar personality to her late husband, and therefore discarded.

Romany was quick to recognise the sweetness in Jaiden, a feature she adored in her own father, and thus transferred to her cousin. However, lack of love, like lack of sunlight for a plant, quickly dried this up in Jaiden. He & Isidis spent nights rowing and fighting – enjoying torturing each other mentally, their relationship fast-paced and confusing for Romany. Jaiden gradually began to reject even Romany, especially as she grew – her looks startlingly similar to her mothers. Unconsciously, she had taken on her mothers demanding, diva like attitude – adoring the way her mother was fawned and wanted for, yet never hurt. Surely that was the way to be. Her mother was only too willing to teach her daughter in the ways of torturing men. However, Romany still reserved that slight affection for her cousin – despite his rapidly growing black nature. So when he was sent on to board in France, she demanded she go too. Her mother barely had to nod, pleased at the chance of being left to her own means.

Personality:
They say that the first seven years of a child life will make them into the person they are to become – regardless of whether they remember it or not. Such is the case with Romany. Perfect as she appears on the outside, she is broken…much like the early years of her life.

Emotions rage at a frightening speed beneath her flawless skin, switching with the speed and force of a hurricane – and unlike her cousin, Romany doesn’t care who or what sees. She is quick to vent her emotions, and is famed for her child-like tantrums and violent nature. In all honesty, in following her mothers footsteps – she hasn’t had a chance to consider growing up, her mothers outlook on life forever directed at being eternally young.

Reasonably intelligent, she picks and chooses the moments in which she reveals this – skilfully drawing attention to herself by acting the Ice Queen, or the idiot, not caring whether it be good or bad press, convinced she can turn it around in the end. In truth, she is incapable of turning it around…her social skills are incredibly lacking, and revolve entirely around her wants and desires – not a friendship most would put up with. However, to those that stay in her inner circle, if you put up with her – she is incredibly generous and will always put herself out to ensure you stay on top, with her. Of course, this is only as long as it doesn’t threaten her position. She values honesty and kindness above all things, despite what she says, allowing others to think she favours material wants.

Despite her attempts at remaining Queen Bee at all she does, Romany is not very good at making friends and is crippled by loneliness. She doesn’t trust females, after watching her mother manipulate her way through life…and with her father acting the way he does, she had a low opinion of males also. Their either stupid and weak, like her father, or lusty and coarse- like her mothers lovers. Somewhere deep within her is still that five year old with her party dress on, watching her mother break her fathers heart.

Sample RP:
The thin straps of her quilted handbag dug into soft palms, her bag filled far over its maximum carriage amount. A dark frown creased the smooth, alabaster skin of her forehead - blue eyes examining the forboding image the palace presented. Glamourous, of course, but palaces made her think of long coridoors and winding stairways, all dark, and all lonely. A small smile curved her cupid's bow lip...perhaps she would fit after all.

For a moment, she continued to stare blankly - chewing absently on her lip, the frown still in place. Then, as if waking from a dream, she shifted - face clearing as she turned back to the tall, slight figure that stood impatiently on the bottom steps. Her mother smiled tightly, eyes hidden behind large dark glasses. Romany hesitated, cosidering hugging her mother - but from the stiff way in which she stood, Romany guessed it probably want an option. Undoubtedly her mother was far too eager to indulge in Hair of the Dog, saving her from last nights antics. Smiling with a forced brightness that she had meticulously copied from her mother, she turned on one heel - and started towards the palace.



Must be Sournois

[vampslay]

First Name:Louis
Last:William's
Age:13
Appearence:http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd214/oxxhermionexxo/Gryffindor/Weasley/louisweasley02-1.jpg
History:
When he was born in the west coast of France Paris he was raised by muggles.He was a muggle born.His mother was not totally honest when he figured out she was veela when his parents seperated when he was four.He switched from place to place with his parents when his Dad found out.He was then told of some other veela's and the magical world.She said he could be accepted maybe one day.When he was at the age of six he was seeing strange things.He yelled and it echoed to the other half of the neighborhood and also he once turned one of his fathers boots purple.He was turning out rough.When he was finally eleven and a half he was sent a letter that in about a year he would be attending Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in about a year.He was freiked.He hanged up the letter in a frame to make it look nice and his mother took him to shops to buy some books.He was shocked to read them.He finally went to Ollivanders and got his wand.He was so excited at all it could do.He always remembered it.Veela Hair, Rosewood, 8 1/4 inches, Right hand.

Sample RP:

~Welcome To Halston High Boarding School~
Welcome here feel free to use your abilitie that you have as every part of the school is burn/ice free.The walls have been put up with a certain element which has been put up by Principal Walters.We hope you make good friends and that you learn the to control your power/element the right way!~

~Welcome To Halston High Boarding School~
Welcome here feel free to use your abilitie that you have as every part of the school is burn/ice free.The walls have been put up with a certain element which has been put up by Principal Walters.We hope you make good friends and that you learn the to control your power/element the right way!~

Namerew Williams
Power:Fire Dancer
Looks:

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Drew read this while driving up to the school.He was in his High school year.He never understood his power but he was a bright student.In case of his power very bright.He was sitting under his bright red bed.He was trying to lift it for all his books.He was taking every class.He had met the pricipal and he was give a special nechlace.It was from the wizard world.He had snucken it while visiting there and the principal had give it to him.He pulled his books under the nechlace streching across his neck.He pulled all his books under sorting them.They gave his bed a certain tilt.He did not care.He crawled out form under his bed and sat on it.He was hoping this place would work.




You need to reread to look for grammer mistakes. How could he be a muggle born if one of his parents is a veela? He wouldn't be a muggle born then, he'd be a halfblood. Also, you need to space after every sentence. Where is your personality section? Thats the most important part.

[madnomad]

first name:flinch
last name: martins
age: 12
appearance:barely 4 foot and 8 inches with short brown/blond hair lots of freckles and eyes that change colors depending on the day and weather given
history: born on a small farm in westward France raised strong and given her nick-name through her jumpiness if someone tapped her shoulder. her parents died at a young age and she was raised in a Foster home with two younger siblings.
personality: jumpy however always ready to help whenever she has the ability to. she is always caring but if you get on her bad side you had better watch out!
sample RP: flinch walked her way up the stairs to the magnificent new school she would be attending, beauxbatons wizarding academy. she was very lucky and very proud to be attending such a special school. For this school was only for people who showed wizarding potential and though she had never realized she was any different it now showed that she was.The sweat wet the palms of her hands and she was very nervous for what await through the large doors...

You need to add more to all sections. Please fix your punctation and capitols.

[devilishgrins]

First Name: blaine
Last Name: devo
Age: sixteen
Appearance: blaine devo

History: Being the only boy out of four children it was tough for Blaine growing up. Blaine had two older sisters, and one younger sister. All of whom made it very clear almost every day that he was the only boy. Rubbing it in his face. Being around that much estrogen for sixteen years could drive a man crazy, and it sure did take it's toll on him. He was tired of it after the first eleven years. It made it even worse when his father died. Blaine probably took it worse then the rest of the children.

Janice Devo raise the four children alone. Her late husband Charles Devo died when the youngest child was six months along. He was driving through the snow one day, and hit a patch of black ice. Blaine at the time was two. He looked up to his father, and trusted him to come home, and save him from the woman of the house, but that day he never came home, and a week went by then a year went by, and it was hard to Blaine to grasp the fact that his father was never coming home. He was only three.

It wasn't until his fourth birthday that he actually understood the fact that 'daddy was in heaven.' Still the boy didn't come to terms with the fact. He was home everyday with the woman, and he instantly had to become the man of the house. Which was hard. He had felt so much pressure. Hearing his mother talk on the phone with friends, and telling them how hard it was not having a man to help provide for her and the kids. He felt like he had to fill his fathers shoes, and he wasn't nearly big enough to even try yet. Of course they got money from their father's death, but they would need more eventually.

On the day of Blaine's sixteenth birthday he received a letter. It was an acceptance letter to the Beauxbatons school of magic. Magic? He had never heard of that before. There was a school that actually taught magic? He thought about the whole thing for a few hours before actually asking his mother. When she saw it her face lit up. Janice hugged her son, and explained everything to him. The fact that she was a witch, and his father was a wizard. She explained that she had this same talk with his two older sisters. Both of whom refused to go to such a horrid place. She was glad that Blaine was actually taking an interest in it. For the sake of his mothers happiness he had agreed to go. The only problem he had was leaving her to try and provide for her, and the girls by herself, but by assuring the boy that she would be fine his worry's were a a little lesser.

Personality: Blaine is kind of a quiet kid. He doesn't like to be by himself or spending time alone, but he tends to be quiet. He loves talking to people, and making friends, and doing things, but people usually have to start the conversation. It's not that blaine is shy. He just feels like he bothers everyone, and he hates that feeling. Like if someone doesn't talk to him, and he just walks up to them, and starts talking they instantly hate him. It's just one of his fears that he kind of needs to try, and get over.

The boy has great morals, and it extremely nice, but there are some things that can turn him mad instantly. Seeing someone bully others who are inferior in any way causes him to get angry. That is one of his pet peeves. He hates seeing people like that. It only makes the person doing the bullying look like a coward in more ways then one. In his opinion anyway.

Sample RP:

Getting lost was not something that Blaine was expecting when he walked into the forest. Of course he thought that the trail of paper that he was leaving behind him would help him find his way back, but if you ran out of paper, and continued to walk it didn't help too much. 'i'll just remember which way i went' the words replayed in his head. He sure didn't remember which way he had been walking, and now he was lost. This place was already like a never ending maze, and now not knowing where he was, and not knowing what was inside this place. It made it ten times worse.

No he wasn't scared he was just starting to get tired, and the sun was starting to go down. It would be the perfect time to either find the paper trail or to find an exit. Every where he looked there were trees. More trees, and more trees. He would walk for a while, and still see nothing but trees. Luckily though he had not seen any creatures or wildlife of any kind which made him happy. He really would like to keep it that way too. Whether or not it would stay like that was a whole different story.

Blaine's head began to pound with the thoughts of never finding his way out of this place. He was a new student who would really miss him? He hadn't met anyone except for the prefects of his house, and the headmistress, but really out of all the students who attended this place why would they just kind of miss him. Blaine sighed, and gave up the search for the exit for the moment. He sat down by the tree, and leaned his head back. The boy was tired, and hoped that he would find his way out soon.

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Must be Rouerie

[harlan]

First Name:Hazel

Last Name: Butcher

Age: Sixteen

Appearance:

History: Judith was a young girl from Vermont and Henry from England. They met one winter night while Henry was over for a transfer student program. He was a a diner working on some papers and Judith was working as a waitress. As the night grew strong the place was closing, but instead of kicking him out, she sat down and talked to him. After just that little meeting a friendship started that soon would turn into something more. When winter and spring past and summer was there, Henry had to leave for home. It was a sad ending for the two but not the last. It seemed like years went by but it was only months when the two met again. They started dating and soon got married.

A happy couple with a health issue. Neither of the two could make a child. This was sad for Judith since she was little she wanted to be a mom. It wasn't than that family drama started. Her sister was falling for a French man. The girl didn't like the idea much, purely out of envy for her sister but she just bit her lip and tried to deal with it. When her sister was pregnant something seemed to cause an emotion. Her parents had told her to forget that envy feeling and care for her sister. She was going to be an aunt and that is what she did. When her niece came early August so did her child. Her sister had twins and she knew how bad Judith had wanted a child and she talked it over with her husband and some other people and they would let her adopt the other child. And so Hazel Tally was born.

Hazel grew up not knowing that her Aunt and Uncle were her real parents and that her parents were her aunt and uncle. Even when she found out she didn't care. She grew up knowing Judith and Henry were her parents and that is how it always been. For the first few years of her childhood she grew up in Vermont until her grandparents died. After that she moved to England to meet for the first time the Butcher side of the family. It was confusing for her to take in that she was of British blood but the idea was cool. Life was good for Haze. But when her other grandparents died she felt heart broken. For the years she knew them, they were close to her. They taught her how to play the piano, which is the reason why she hates it now.

All together Haze has lived a plane life. The only thing that seemed to happen was the lose of her grand parents but when she turned sixteen she was more of a rebel in her parents eyes. She dyed her hair different colors; blue, red, brown. She calls it growing up and her parents think of it as an issue. Many times Hazel will be what they call a rebel and just go out at night and do small things like miss her curfew and sneak out at night. Nothing to get her into major trouble, just show what she can do. Most of the time she will say what she did bad anyways.

Personality: Haze is an attention whxre. Growing up as the only child it was all she got unless she was with her cousin, Harlow but other than that, it is all she wanted. From the way she sounds now you may think of her as stuck up and snotty but she isn't. The blond haired girl is kind hearted and rather shy at first, but she doesn't let that get away from her. When it comes to paying attention she likes to escape reality and go into a daydream. But along with a sweet shy girl like her comes an attitude. If she doesn't get her way she will try to get it until after so long she gets tired of it. Haze being lame like she is, hates those pet names couples give each other like baby and snuggle puff. The simple ones like Love and honey and hun are alright for the girl but after that they seem to be just too much.

Haze is also the one who doesn't follow the in crowd. Before wizard school was muggle school for the young muggle and even than she was actually one of the out casts since she just didn't feel the need to go to the mall and pay $100 for a pair of jeans when she could go some place else and get them for heck of a lot cheaper, than again it was the way she was raised. Sometimes when she gets a little nervous, she tends to want to bite the inside of her cheek and her pale cheeks will turn a bright red. When the girl falls into a stage of depression she may just avoid people at all cost or she will lock herself in her room and just listen to music or like she did when she went to her grandmother's house Hazel would play the piano. But sadly now she isn't a fan of it and it is mostly a stress reliever for the young muggle.

Sample RP: Off in the distance and across the blue shimmering water of the lake was a tree. Upon the brown and green branches of the tree where two doves. Smiling at how the two white birds sat together it made her remember her grandmother and grandfather. She has always thought the both of them were like somehow always going to be together and right now who knows they could be the birds. The blond haired muggle sat up and shoved her hands into the back pockets of her skinny jeans. With vacation just around the corner, school started to seem like it was dying down. Kids getting ready to leave for the break. Hazel? She wanted to stay but her parents wanted her to come home for once and have some family time. Family time for her was like going into war. Always there would be some sort of argument about something and truth was she didn't want to hear it. None of it. This year she was going to be good and bite her lip and deal with the drama.

Walking on up to the school for something to maybe nibble on, she sighed under her breath. Slipping a single hand from her pocket and through her short bleach blond hair she started to hum a little tune. It was one her Papa, father, had taught her. The tune was soft and smooth and had a bit of a jump all at the same time to it. When Haze was younger she knew the words but now only the tune was stuck in her head. It was all the same still. Better than none of it right? Turning around while at the top of the steps, she looked straight at the tree seeking for a last glance at the love birds. Seeing them not, she shook her soft head and grinned. Sometimes she wished she was a bird. Just lift your wings and fly away.

Must be Sournois

[noa]

FIRST NAME; Sadie.
LAT NAME; Zangari.
AGE; Fifteen.

APPEARANCE;

She has always been a light skin carried over from her Irish mother's genes. She has always been amazingly tall, too, at the height of five-nine and going, she's almost caught up to all the adults she knows and is even mistaken for older than fifteen from behind. She has long legs and long arms, and often noted as a girl with a "model's body". She has slightly tanned skin, although its lighter than some, and she has a few freckles on her body, but, for some reason, not on her face. She's always, also, been a lite-weight at her high school and is only one hundred and nineteen pounds. Only underweight by one pound, though, but no one would first believe that Sadie daily eats like a full grown football player -- course, her metabolism is currently going a hundred miles per hour, let's just see how long that will last.

Sadie has always had a cute face, even though some have a tendency to dislike her looks -- including her sometimes messy curly hair. Besides being tall, she looks overly childish, which doesn't just go to her tendency, but also to her mouth and nose and her childish spirit, always there to push people into something, although that something has the duel tendency to be a good thing. She has a nose that's a tad large, not exactly from a side angle, but from the front as well, it’s a little puffy and has the ability to make her look good or bad. Her eye colour is a dark brown colour, and has a few flecks of yellow print. On her left eye there seems to be a weird colour dysfunction, and her pupil protrudes slightly, overlapping her eye so that the colouration is gone. It is a rare occurrence, but she can still see almost perfectly out of both eyes, besides having to use glasses to read -- you can't even see it that much, anyway, since her eyes are brown. She has very unpetite lips that are a little thick and round, pretty when lipstick is applied to due to their thick manner. She owns just-past-her-shoulders curly brown, amost black, hair that resembles that of a lion's mane when she wakes up.

Sadie has always been an over the top dresser. Anything strange and out of place has always been her thing, she is one of the more "fashion-esque" students at her school, but not in the sense of the other girls, who only wear duplicates with each other. She likes anything different, anything weirder. She has a thing for colours, too, anything especially colourful will one day be hers, no matter how far she has to look for it. She loves wearing tights and leggings of numerous colours, and colourful sneakers that some tend to call "poor people" sneakers, which makes her mad. She likes skinny jeans and tees, along with colourful patterned dresses and skirts, and anything that just makes her look ecstatic. She loves to look different from everyone else -- it's her thing.

HISTORY; Miriam Zangari was known as Mitzi the Ditz throughout her years at Salem Witches Academy located in America. She was the daughter of a women named Ariella, who was prone to dancing naked in front of her windows and getting oogled by men on the street (course, she knew it), and her boyfriend, Jack, an artist, who enjoyed drawing the faces of the men as they watched her. He was known to draw gorgeous pictures -- but numerous of them were considered dirty and perverted in many ways. Most of them depicted a women dancing cloth less in a forest, and even though you could tell she knew it, men were standing in the shadows watching in awe. Jack didn't believe his pictures were perverted, not at all, and this is the type of thing that Mitzi Zangari grew up on. She was not perverted in any means, but her sense of wrong and right toward the society were slathered with things she'd learned in her early years: being naked was no shame, and she flaunted that profusely. She was a skimpy dresser, but only because it made her feel more welcoming to others.

Mitzi was always a rover; a women who liked to travel the world in search of herself instead of finding it in the confides of America. On a chance visit with her best friend, Rosette, and her best friend's boyfriend, Todd, she went to South Africa and there she met a missionary. Course, this missionary was clearly a muggle -- but it made no difference to Mitzi, until the man, whose name she no longer remembers, asked her to marry him. She refused, but later found out she was pregnant. Mitzi was not a stupid women, no matter how her name may suggest it, and she re-acknowledged this man as a future husband again. But, really, when you are engaged to a missionary -- a man of religion -- and you have to tell him you’re a witch. Well... things don't go over too well. He got angry. He laughed in her face. He called her the spawn of the devil, and disappeared never to be seen again. Well, actually, that's a little far fetched. She saw him countless times after that whilst she was pregnant, but he refused to talk to her, and she the same. It was a vow of silence that soon enough they both understood. He couldn't say a word, even though he could try bringing her to his religion, but he just thought she was crazy. She, unlike him, believed he didn't love her. Maybe it was true.

The baby -- or babies, as should be said -- were born nine months after on the third of October. Mitzi gave birth to triplets, whom she named: Sadie, Bree, and Chaz. Two girls and one boy. If someone were to listen to the story and be looking for some pin-point that Mitzi freaked out over having three babies to take care of, this is definitely not the story. Mitzi, on the contrary, was overjoyed. Well, of course, Mitzi was the carefree type that didn't even have the word 'depressed' in their vocabulary, and, in terms, she was a hippy. Mitzi moved to France with her three children and her ex-best friend's ex-boyfriend Todd. There, she lived with Todd for about four years with his grandparents, before she got a job as a janitor at a fashion studio in Paris. It seemed Mitzi had left magic and wandwork far behind her, back in Salem. She kept her wand with her, but by then, her brain had gone mushy and her wand had cobwebs. Mitzi worked as a janitor at the fashion studio for two years -- the triplets going to muggle school -- before she was 'discovered' as a new talent by one of the studio director, Marc.

This started a new 'thing' for the family, and Mitzi, Sadie, Bree, and Chaz all moved to a bigger apartment closer to the studio where Mitzi was now rising in status. Her new line of clothing "MITZI", of course, was becoming popular in the local area, and she was selling many things on her own in a sidewalk store along with at the studio. By that time, the triplets were nine years old, and quite a bunch to handle. In most terms, Sadie was the leader, the little rascal that lead the triplet rebellions. She was always the handful for the babysitters and such, and told her mother often that they were too old for a babysitter. She was quite the little ball of fiery -- as she still is. A few days after their tenth birthday, the triplets received a letter from their grandparents -- purebloods from America -- asking if they'd like to come live with them in Salem. Not one of them was reluctant to say 'yes!'. So, the three went off to Salem, and they lived there until they were eleven, when they were accepted at Salem. On the count, the three only went to Salem for only a few years before they entered an admission letter to a different school -- Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France. By the time the triplets returned, their mother was a 'big shot', and they started school at Beauxbatons. And let's say one thing -- between Salem and B... Beuxbatons is much more complicated. And it's even more complicated when you come in after numerous years to just suddenly join in... everyone has their friends and groups already. How, oh how, can a transfer student fit in?

PERSONALITY; Loopy is one word that has described Sadie since she was old enough to develop a personality. It's not the fact that she is strange, she isn't stupid, she isn't mentally unable, she is just... different. It can only come from the fact that her individuality from others has increased to an almost flaming, lucid capacity. If everyone is doing one thing, Sadie will always do the opposite. It doesn't matter really what it is either, for some weird reason, she always has the urge to do the exact opposite of everyone else. Even if its stupid, like eating at the same time as everyone else. She's had this problem for quite a while, and it developed, most likely, when she got bored with following everything others did. When she got older, suddenly she had the urge to prove herself more. To show that she was more than what others that she was. She was different. She was the unexplained. And that's what she wanted to be -- the outcast, the backwash of society. Someone others looked at for a second and know exactly who she was, and, then again, also to make the guys think she was different from all the other girls -- they'd like her more.

Other than her superiority opposite disorder type thing, she has always had another loopy characteristic of actually being nice. Her teachers had commented that her overly large amount of innocense might be the reason for her strange want to do the opposite. She is more than just childlike, its like a serious childlike personality -- not exactly normal. Not exactly... there. She seems more like an adult from her childlike side, and its as if her childhood just fell off the side of a mountain and left her with an adult outward reach, but with this overwhelming childish nature. If the explanation is confusing, seeing the trait in full-throttle is even more confusing. She is childish, always making the wrong guesses to easy things, asking questions that already should be answered, and things like that. But when she, for instance, raises her hand to answer a question, the answer comes out as something some students might not even be able to grasp (except, of course, for some of the "older students"... older, older, older students). It isn't that she is smart, she just has a smart mind. Her brain catches things differently than others, and it seems that her brain may, in fact, work definitions and information she gets, they all are processed backwards.

Tantrums should end after a child hits eight, at least, right? Well, in the midst of her growth, seems Sadie didn't exactly grow out of tantrums. She's always been a feisty little thing in the first place, and she has a short-temper that can be triggered without much of anything. If she gets angry enough -- often if she is bullied, since she has been noted to be bullied before -- she may even rip things off walls, pick up chairs, and throw things at people. She hates it, and she'll scream at the top of her lungs. As if her brain has become frazzled and confused and cannot keep up with its body. A distress call. Her tantrums have been watched by grown ups and staff of her school, and she is often brought down before creating damage. She is bullied even more for this, because, well, what kind of fifteen year old girl still has tantrums? This is another part of her overly child-like personality that shows threw at the weirdest angles, but the tantrums are triggered by adult actions. It just seems that her brain doesn't know how to handle adult actions in an adult way, and so her childish personality takes over to help her fight off and destroy the things she can't process right. As said, her brain can only process everything backwards, so the answer may not be evident to her for the longest time.

On a more normal basis, Sadie is more normal than she thinks she is. She has a nice personality -- she is very helpful, and will do anything to protect someone else. She'd even throw herself in front of a bullet for a stranger, as some say. She will help anyone with their things if they drop them, and will always volunteer first when her and her friends are asked to do something. She is known as the "excessive hand-raiser", because throughout almost her entire class, her hand goes up at least fifty times. On another note, Sadie will not say please or thank you. Those two phrases just aren't in her vocabulary very tightly. She has to be reminded to say them, and she will say them then, sometimes, but if she is just doing something, she won't say please or thank you. No one knows why, it just doesn't come from her mouth, her mind just doesn't remember those phrases. She does say 'bless you' when someone sneezes, and she will say greet a professor or student correctly, with a 'hello' and their name. She even says 'sorry' correctly. Just two phrases won't stay in her head for some reason -- the phrases are usually replaced by a smile of thanks or please. Those who don't know her may find it rude in this way, but its normal for those who know her. Another thing about her, besides her helpful persona is her overly sarcastic trait -- she can be mean. Very mean. And she seems to act as if she said nothing. She understands it when she is mean, and sometimes she'll feel so bad that she'll become depressed. In short, Sadie is just a teeter-totter type of person.

SAMPLE RP;
It stung like a bumblebee had just attacked her wrist. Sadie flinched backwards, knocking the broom sideways in mid-air, as she closed her eyes tight for a mere second. What the hell? her brain thundered, as she opened her eyes, looking from side to side. Bree and Chaz were no where in site. Where did those two rotten, dirty little... She looked down at her wrist, rubbing the purple-red bump that had been left on it from the stupid snitch. Yeah, they were playing Quidditch with only three people, it wasn't that bad. She kicked her foot some and leaned forward, zipping passed the tree line, pulling the broom along at an even rate as she looked around. No where. No one. Not a single leaf seemed to move. Christ, you two, she thought, rolling her eyes. It was dead cold out, too, and they were being a bunch of losers. There was snow on the ground for bloody sake! "You two better get your rotten bums out here right now!" she called into the thick air, her breath raising in puffs like cigar fumes, "Or I'm leaving! Wasn't my damn idea to come out here in minus weather!"

Sadie twisted her head around, long, tawny blonde hair flipping around her head as the broom swivelled downwards. She looked like a snowman on a broom -- a snowman crossed with a witch. She wore a pair of skinny jeans, a fluffy red cris-cross coat, fingerless gloves (which didn't help at all) in the colour of purple, and a big red scarf, with a pair of black earmuffs. Yes, she looked like a dweeb, but as long as she was warm, Sadie didn't really care. The cold sucked. She slowed the broom, pulling back with her aching fingers, as she lifted her hands and blew on them. Just then, she heard a whistling sound, like wood on the air. She cocked her head in a dog-like way, messy gray eyes swiveling back and forth, but an evil grin began to come over her face, she turned the broom quickly and yelled, "Got you!" No one. She lowered her finger from the point she had going, and looked around, raising an eyebrow, before... SPLAT!

"Hey, Sadie! Do you got me now?"

Laughter. Sadie stared forward, eyes wide in rage, as snow trickled down her head, falling down the back of her jacket, chilling her spine. She lurched the broom around, pulling something from her pocket, "You *sshole, Chaz! Just wait till I get you!" The broom leapt forward with her lean, along with Chaz's broom, a few steps ahead. In her hand was a stick -- her wand -- her teeth gritted. "If I catch you, I'll turn you into a toad!" There was a loud snicker, as Chaz skidded the broom back around and over Sadie in a dizzying twist, "Sadie, you couldn't even give a mug fuzz. You got a D in transfiguration!" Sadie zoomed straight up, her wand tucked in her sleeve now, as she twisted the broom in mid flight and grabbed out at Chaz. Bad choice. There was a loud 'whomp!' as the two bodies and brooms collided in mid air and fell to the snow pile below with a loud 'thud'! Bree would find them several moments later wrestling in the snow pile.

Immaturity comes with genes it seems.

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[popprincess243]

First Name: Mraz
Last Name: Delvalle
Age: 16
Appearance: pretty rave girl with purple and black hair...5'2"...shoulder length hair...Purple Eyes...always wearing eyeliner and mascara and foundation
History: Even though her family is originally from Italy her mother moved to France just before she and her brother were born...Born in a small villa in the south of France...she adopted English as her second language...she is very fluent in french however...up until she started beauxbatons she lived abroad in Europe as a gypsy child with her twin brother as her only companion...life was simple...and has been since they first ran away from their first and only foster home...her foster parents only hit her once and she and her twin brother accidentally unleashed a fury of magical menagerie upon them...ever since then they have basically been on the run...changing their appearance with every new town they came across...when they go to the new towns they usually keep to themselves pick-pocketing only what they needed for the day and to make it into the next town...up until they were accepted into this school she has known no real home and the only friend she has ever had was her dear brother...she only hopes that he can adapt as quickly as she has to the new surroundings and all the people
Personality: She is usually quiet and keeps to herself...but with a new place comes new adventures and she is hoping that things will change...she is tired of keeping everything bottled up inside and there are a few things she needs to get off her chest. She is very bright and loves to sketch nature and faces...mostly just the things she sees in her dreams...she has been having a little bit of trouble sleeping lately so has been very cranky maybe everything will go back to normal so she can become her true self
Sample RP: She stepped off the train and walked up the steps a little until she could see the top of school. "wow" she gasped. She secretly hoped they wouldn't be running away from here as well. She secretly hoped that this could be her new home. That she could finally feel as though she belonged somewhere. This was secretly all she had ever wanted in life. Just to finally feel like she was somewhere to stay.

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[jennyjonas]

First Name: Jennifer
Last Name:real last name is Jones but was adopted by the same people of Ashlee so people call her Carr
Age:15
Appearance:

History:
Jennifer or Jenny as people would call her was born too a pair of mermaids called Georgie and Geoff Jones. They were happy with her but gave her away as they wanted her to live on ground of course they told the people who adopted her.She never messed with water when her friends were there she and her parents weren't close so she mainly stayed with one of her adopted sisters Ashlee. They shared the same room and everything. They would both stay in their room and not bother with anything else. She loved it that way and always did but then she started on the computer.She hated it so she went out and did a 10-15 minute walk everyday and either went in the forest or to the beach nobody was ever they're she loved it that way too.

When she got the letter to Beauxbatons Ashlee had been missing for 4-5 days. She grew worried and first denied the chance to go. She then got the letter again and decided to go. She was still really worried about Ashlee and was so worried that she decided to go it might of took her mind of it but then all of a sudden she went in the carriage to find Ashlee had pale skin, grew fangs and was keeping herself to herself. She stayed with Ashlee at Beauxbatons always and liked it that way.
Personality:
Flawes:
Jenny is over protective of people when she gets to be with them for long enough she trusts them, some people might find it as a compliment many would believe it was a threat but either way she would eventually end up being alone.Jenny is also a bit vain she is always making sure she looks good and tries to impress people when they're is no need to. She is very very very very argumentative and knows she is but doesn't want to be that argumentative and ratty.

Possitives:
Jenny is very very creative she is brilliant at Art and Music but now hopes to be amazing at magic too. She isn't the smartest of people but tries hard and is proud she tries. She plays a variety of instruments such as drums, guitar, trumpet and harp. She is normally seen sketching in her book or reading with her sister. She is very cheery and is always the one giving the dates and not having them.
Sample RP:
Jenny sat there in panic and was afraid terrified more like. Her sister went out for the first time ever in about 4 years and when she does she gets lost. She could be anywhere in a sharks stomach for all we know. She just ran her fingers through her hair over and over again and finally something came through the letter box. It was labelled Beauxbatons Academy of Magic WHAT?! That was all going through Jennifer's head.She had long disagreements but finally said yes, so Ashlee was not a worry to her. She packed her stuff and went on the carriage. There she sat and saw a pale girl in the distance she looked a bit like Ashlee then BAM. She figured it was Ashlee she was bitten as a vampire. "ASH!" she screamed...

I'm also Ashlee Carr

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[happymac]

Name: Nora

Last Name:Chevalier

Age:16

Appearance:

History: Her father never could stand looking at his daughter. She reminded him of his wife,who died giving birth. He felt like he had died inside and he couldn't stand anything that reminded him of her. He demanded that all her things be removed and his daughter moved to the room farthest from his.His mansion was huge,so Nora was moved what seemed like miles away from her father,never did they cross paths.

When Nora was about 8 she was one of the most beautiful girls. Her soft blond hair and blue eyes could hypnotize anyone. And by then she knew that she was different. She could make things happen when she was angry and when she was happy things would appear. And by the time she was 9,she could control her anger and stop things from breaking. On her 10th birthday her father,who was dieing, told her of her powers of being a witch and her mothers veela powers,that she know had also. He died two days later,leaving Nora in a huge home with her new guardian, her grandmother.

Her Grandmother made Nora do things for herself,telling her to act like a lady and be independent,while at the same time acting as her grandmother's servant. But finally when she was 11, her letter came for Beauxbatons and her heart just about exploded with joy.As her life was forever changed.


Personality: Nora just about raised herself for almost her entire life. She is very independent and has a bit of a temper. She is very caring and soft spoken. She loves attention,because she never really got it and is very much a bookworm. She has some issues because she was never really loved,except for the few days her mother was alive. She hates people who lie and that are lazy. It takes a bit for her to let loose and have fun,but when she does watch out! Nora knows how to have fun and let loose. Sometimes she wished that she was not part veela, because she wants people to like her for her and not her looks.


Sample RP

"Nora child!" Her grandmother snapped at her granddaughter."Bring me my tea!"

Nora rolled her eyes as she eyes the clock. Of course 3:00pm, her grandmothers tea time.

"NORA!"

"Coming Grandmother!" Nora yelled back. Only a couple hours until her grandmother went for her 6:00 nap.

Nora set the tea down on the table in front of her Grandmother and stood there silently,while the old lady drank her tea and criticized everything about Nora.

"You know Nora,you will never find a husband with poor posture. I wouldn't think of any man who would want a wife who is bent over like a cave man."She took another sip of tea."And that hair,you should wear it up. It is not proper for a lady to have straggled hair,and out of the question for a woman with your wealth and connections."

Nora suppressed her eyes rolling again. Everyday she would stand next to her grandmother and have everything she did and wore criticized. Oh how she could not wait for this dreadful summer to be over so she could return to the only place that she felt is what home felt like. Only a few weeks,oh that reminds her that she got her supplies list and she needs to get her things in the next couple of days,perhaps when her grandmother goes out on one of her walks-

"Nora!"The old bat snapped.

"Yes Grandmother?"

"Make yourself useful and fetch me my cane,and than wash the dishes and work on your lessons while I'm away."

"Sure,Sure."Nora whispered to herself as she strolled out to fetch her grandmothers cane. Only a few weeks..Only a few weeks left.

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[casperlove]

First Name:

Casper Theodor

Last Name:

Izumi

Age:

Twelve

Appearance:

History:

After marrying his fifth wife already [after getting her pregnant], Kazu Izumi moved from German to Sapporo, Japan with his son Ren. His new wife, Alina, was very beautiful yet a strict woman, but he still couldn't help but to fall in love with her. It just seemed that she didn't like children at all which why she ignored Ren a lot and didn't seem to get along with him at all. Soon though she gave birth to her own son and they gave him the name Casper. She wanted to make him brilliant at EVERYTHING so that she could be proud of him and tell about him to her friends. Of course this also gave her yet another reason to mock Ren, because she told him that Casper would be way better at everything than him and that Ren would just be garbage. Now, you might think that Casper's life would be easy and sparkling because of this, but to tell you the truth, it was as horrible as Ren's. After all, he had to study really hard and do everything right, so that his mother Alina wouldn't have a reason to beat the hell out of him. Luckily their father supported the both of them, but he wasn't able to do much, because he was so kind and quiet person and he didn't want to make Alina angry either. He had thought about getting divorce, but he would lose all his belongings and fortunes if he would do that. Then he wouldn't be able to protect his sons at all.

A few years later when Casper turned 10, he was already quite excellent at playing violin which was something his mother forced him to play. He was also great at drawing and this is what he loved to do most of all. His mother didn't like it nor hate it, but she still told him not to draw so much. Secretly he kept drawing every now and then when he just could while sometimes he kept studying like a crazy. He was actually homeschooled and sometimes he was taught by his mother and sometimes a private teacher. This why he didn’t get to go outside that much and therefore he didn’t have any friends.

Even though Casper got better treatment from his mother than Ren got, they still weren't jealous to each other or anything like that, but got along very well actually. They got a really warm relationship and they both want to protect each others. Sometimes if Casper had done something to make his mother angry, Ren would say that it was his fault, so that Casper wouldn’t get hurt. Casper felt very bad about it and is sad because he never manages to say anything against his mother; he feels like being a coward.

When Casper turned 11, he got a letter from Beauxbatons. His father felt very relieved about this, but his mother instead didn't like the idea to send her son far away. Casper was very excited about this though and Ren and Kazu also, which why they thought up a way to change Alina's mind. They told her that in Beauxbatons Casper would become a great wizard and then she could be very proud of him. Of course she loved the idea and in no time Casper had forced to pack up his things and head towards Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

He did spend some time there, but all of sudden his mother asked him to go back home. It seemed like she wasn’t pleased at the rate he learned stuff in there and thought that homeschooling was a much better choice for him. This made him awfully sad, but he didn’t have any other choice, but to obey his mother. He really wanted to come back and his father and brother noticed this. They also thought that it would be better for Casper to go back to Beauxbaton’s Academy. Kazu decided to take a huge risk; he send Casper back on his own without asking Alina’s opinion at all. This time he wouldn’t mind even if she got angry at him as long as his son would be happy.

Personality:

Being too kind is one of Casper's weaknesses. He does everything what he's told no matter what and on top of that he doesn't usually realize if he's being bullied. He likes to make friends with different kind of people, but this isn't always good thing, because usually he picks his friends wrong; they just want to use him for their own good. His family is rich which most of the people realizes soon enough and starts to be his ”friends”. Of course he doesn't realize these kind of things at all, but luckily his older brother Ren has helped him out a few times already.

Kindness is one of his strenghts too, because he's also very friendly. Age doesn't matter to him at all when he makes friends and therefore he's able to talk to pretty much anyone. He loves to have different kind of friends. He’s also able to just walk up to a total stranger and start talking about random stuff. That sometimes also makes people give him weird looks though…

Casper is very creative which why he loves drawing and plays violin too. He's also good at getting new ideas and most of the times he gets out of trouble this way. Usually when he's alone, he draws. When he's drawing, he always forgets all of his worries and then he can be in his own happy world for a moment at least. If someone is talking to him while he’s drawing, he right away forgets over half of the stuff that the person has just told him. He isn’t a very good listener in the beginning with though which why he often makes mistakes when he’s asked to do something. This causes him a lot of trouble in school; it makes it hard to learn a thing.

Sample RP:

It was already past 2pm, but a certain young boy was still sleeping calmly in his bed. A very young boy. He was only eleven years old which meant that he had still quite a lot to learn to. In the other hand, the actual problem was if he even wanted to learn anything… He knew that if he kept sleeping that rate, he’d still be studying in that school when he’d be 70 years old. That thought would probably make a normal person wake up right away, but this boy just kept sleeping peacefully while smiling softly at the same time. Well, he did come to the school quite late last night which why he was very sleepy, but he still should have gone to the classes that day already. He’d probably get detention, but at the moment he was so very truly tired that he didn’t even care. Also, his mother would probably beat the hell out of him if she found out about it, but he just had to hope for the best that the school wouldn’t inform her about it. Maybe they wouldn’t even give him detention, because they knew he had just arrived.

After having one hour more sleep, the boy finally opened his eyes slightly before letting out a loud yawn. He noticed that the clock was 3:16pm, but that didn’t bother him at all. Calmly he just rose to sit, rubbed the back of his head tiredly and then finally stood up. He stretched his arms towards the ceiling just before he undressed his pajamas and changed to something more casual. The classes were over already, so he thought it would be just waste of time to wear his school robes. Now he just wanted something to eat, and the best place to look from would be obviously either Great Hall or the Kitchens. I wonder if there’s anything to eat in the Great Hall at the moment… He thought as he pushed the door open and stepped out of his dorm.

It really did feel weird to be back in the school. Good, but weird. It felt like there were so many new people whom he didn’t know and that so many of the people he once knew had left. That made him feel bit sad, but of course it meant that he’d be able to make more friends now. And while having all this in his mind, he took his asthma puffer from his pocket before already taking a deep breath from it. Yes, he had asthma which wasn’t THAT bad one, but enough bad that he wasn’t allowed to run around that much. He did play around quite often if he had the chance to, but sometimes he just needs to take a break and breathe. That didn’t bring him down too. He managed to be cheerful no matter what.

“Hmph… No food.”

He mumbled quietly to himself as he had peeked inside the Great Hall. He only saw a bunch of students whom were studying or chatting over their house tables. Quietly he closed the door before already headed towards the kitchen. He looked thoughtful as he tried to remember the way to go there; he wasn’t able to quite remember it. It wasn’t here? Was it… the next turn then? Casper looked confused as he kept taking fast steps while trying to find the kitchen. Finally he saw the painting of vegetables which made him smile happily.

“Food here I come!”

He said aloud before already reaching towards the painting and starting to tickle the carrot in the middle of it. In no time the carrot started to giggle and wiggle around and then the door opened, letting him walk inside the kitchen. It seemed like the house-elves were as busy as always which made him feel bit embarrassed to come there and disturb their work. He blushed slightly as he took a few steps forward and hoped that one of them would notice him.

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[lolita]

FIRST NAME: Lolita [Lo - Lee - Tuh]

LAST NAME: Fellen [FeLL - N]

AGE: Sixteen

APPEARANCE:


Lolita is actually over 100 years old...but does it seem like that? She is 16 and has been like that since 1981. Her face is pale and very light. When you touch her skin, it is cold, its also as if she is like stone. Her head is heart-shaped, and her cheekbones are partly high. Lolita's eyes, skin, and lean body are impeccable. Her lips look warm,soft and wide. Lolita's nose is sharp. Her hair is a deep and fiery maroon and when it shines in the sun, it morphs into a blinding red.

Even though Lolita is a very attractive vampire, she has flaws to and dislikes of how she looks like. Lolita dislikes how lean and flawless she looks, no matter how perfect she is. Since Lolita is a vampire and does not eat her weight doesn't matter to her, but she is 110 lbs; her height is 5'8", which is pretty tall. Lolita appears as a normal person but if you come close you can see that she is simply a vampire, and if you absorb her actions she won't seem human.

HISTORY:

Born on 1965 to Henry and Jillian Fellen, Lolita was a petite and graceful baby. She grew up around old and classical music, art, and poetry. Both of Lolita's parents are muggles, her mom is a artist and her dad is a psychiatrist. Since Lolita's parents traveled a lot they had to move from Paris (Lolita's birthplace and hometown), to Germany. So from five years old 'till ten, she had spend time in Germany.

When Lolita turned eleven, her parents died of a disease that went around Europe. No one knew what the disease was but for some reason Lolita was immune to it. At the hospital, Lolita received the heart broken news of her parents death, that she went two days without eating. During those two days, Lolita was staying at the hospital because she didn't have anywhere else to stay. She pretended to eat, but grew weak. So she was treated for about three days at the hospital.

As Lolita was able to walk she was ordered to leave the hospital because of no being able to pay for her stay. Lolita pleaded that she would stay for at least a week and find a way to get money for her treatment. Then a young man, about 20-years-old, had offered to pay. He seemed rich and part of a successful business. The treatment cost 120 Euros, plus time spent in the hospital, and the man (who's name was Allen Tolay), had no trouble paying. Then after paying for Lolita's treatment, she asked Allen Tolay if she could stay with him for a little while until she was adopted by someone. Though Allen decided to adopt Lolita, and he did as he said.

So Lolita grew up in Allen's huge mansion that was somewhat near a forest and in a dull neighborhood. On Lolita's sixteenth birthday, she celebrated with Allen and his family. But something seemed strange about Allen and the rest of his family, they seemed like they were of some different life form or species. Lolita noticed a lot of un-human things like not eating, paleness, change of mood, and the quickness of their feet. Allen Tolay had only two sons, that seemed to stay away from Lolita. One was named Steven who was 14 and the other was Kreg who was 18. They disliked Lolita and that was only because she was human, and they were cold ones...they were vampires. So one night when Lolita wanted to go downtown to shop for her birthday, outside her house she was pulled and dragged by the back and into the forest. It was Steven and Kreg who couldn't resist not feeding on her. So Steven took her neck and his cold icy breath and stone-like face touched her then...bite. It was excruciating pain for Lolita, then everything went blank and quiet as the venom traveled throughout her bloodstream turning her into a vampire.

After a week no one came in search for her, but then a women (a vampire also) had found Lolita lying on a patch of moss breathing. That women carried Lolita to her house. Then Lolita woke up and felt different, as she felt her neck which had a slight cut that burned. The women introduced herself and said easily that Lolita was bitten by a vampire, even though she didn't have to say that because Lolita knew that already. So 'till that day that women, who's name was Mary, took care of her.

[Sorry I didn't quite know how vampires actually get accepted into Beauxbatons.]

PERSONALITY:

Mysterious: Lolita doesn't remember that much of her human past. She is still kind of awkward about being a vampire but is still kind of used to it and had learned a lot. No one knows how Lolita feels at times, it is always hard for her to express her feelings even if she were still human. Though when she was human, she always guessed how people feel and was really a people-person. Now as a vampire she is really caring and can read people's emotions. She herself is also emotional.

Moody: Lolita doesn't like it when people under-estimate her, or even get on her nerves. Being in Beauxbatons, she is around people like her, though she is still kept to herself and not that social. Though sometimes she can make a person feel so good and not mad or sad. But sometimes Lolita wishes that people would get her and who she is, just like she does with other people. So at times Lolita would get frustrated or mad at people for no reason or just really aggravated at something, sometimes its at herself.

SAMPLE RP:

Lolita sat against the wall her head rested on it, she sat pretzel-legged; hands folded as the cool rush from her window filled the room. Her heavy sapphire eyes closed shut and she sat there still, her long hair dancing from the wind. Suddenly the door creaked open and small figure was shown from the light outside the room, but Lolita didn't move an inch. "Are you OK deary?" asked an old creaky voice who was Mary.

The silence broke and Lolita slowly revealed her eyes. "I'm fine," she lied as she remained thinking and shut her eyes tight. For a silent minute, Mary stood there like a statue and stared at Lolita to make sure she was alright, then carried down the hall closing the door behind her. Lolita got up without struggle and moved gracefully through her room and to the window. There were only green and a peak of sunlight shining through the bare window.

Lolita felt rotten and sorrowful, as she slid her figures through the stack of CD's that was neatly orginized. She could tell that Mary wanted Lolita to go out and get fresh air, she could also indicate how worried Mary was of how Lolita was acting. But that was something that she herself wanted to know. After moments of spending alone time, Lolita decided to talk to Mary about education and what she should do.

Lolita glided quickly through the hall and down the long stairwell and to Mary, who sat still as a statue staring blankly into the TV listening to the evening news. "Mary," said Lolita breaking the silence. "I need to talk about education." It was simple, Lolita had no clue where she belonged and what she should do with herself. Though committing suicide was out of the question, which was actually what Lolita thought at times.

"Oh, perfect!" exclaimed Mary as if she knew that Lolita was going to ask this. Mary singnaled for Lolita to sit down and she did so, looking into Mary's obsidian eyes as she began to talk.

"Wait. You're not thinking of sending to Beauxbaton's Academy of Magic," croaked Lolita in disbelief.

"Whats wrong with that?"

"There are witches and wizards, no vampires!"

"Well then. Do you want me to send you to a mortal school?" said Mary disapprovingly.

"Well I don't know!" compelled Lolita as her eyes darkened and she tightened her fists hard. She suddenly rose up furious and briskly walked up the stairs and to her room as fast as she could. Tears traveled down her icy cold cheeks, as her mood swing had taken over her. "Why can't I be normal?" she moaned her face in her hands frustrated at herself because of everything that she was compelled to do under unfortunate circumstances.

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[macey]

First Name: macey
Last Name: katana
Age: sixteen
Appearance:
The girl that was given the identity of Macey Katana doesn't look like everyone else. She's kind of different. Her skin is a pale ivory-ish color that compliments her eyes which are an ocean blue. They give you a startling yet curious look when you fall within the depths of them. Her hair is a medium length, a charcoal black color, with slight fringe. Wearing eyeliner like it's going out of style, some have told her that she looks as if she is a raccoon. But, she just takes that as a compliment. Her cheeks still have some baby-fat on them, so she kinda looks cutish.. like little kid kind of adorableness. The legs with which she was born with are shorter than average, her body very petite. She doesn't mind being short and small, she kind of likes it. Makes her feel special.
History:
On January twenty third, a blessed gift from above was born into this world. And this bundle of joy was named Macey Prain Katana. As she was growing up, she was a hyper little child and loved candy. She played in the sand, swung on the swings, did the 'slip and slide', passed out valentine day cards, and danced her body away. Previous friends have loved her and a few guys have fallen for her. But, she's told that she is a heartbreaker when she's the one who's always got the broken heart. It's gotten so bad, that she no longer trusts her heart in another's hand. Anywho, she grew up as a normal little girl until her eleventh birthday. At that time, she recieved a letter from a school that was nearby. She had always gone to public school, so at first she had thought it was one of the nearby private school playing a trick on her.
Macey stood corrected when she went to the train station for her first day and was happily surprised that she had been accepted into a Magical school. Making a few friends, she settled in quite nicely which was a little bit easy with her bubbly personality. Having gone through anorexia, belimia, etc. she knows she isn't fat but she hates eating. Yes, by not eating, or throwing it back up, is not a healthy thing to do but she used to do it. Along with cutting herself in the second year when she was superbly depressed. But, she's all okay now. No stress, no mess.
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Macey's father, Patrick, has lived in England for all of his life. He works as a lawyer and makes a pretty good salary. His family has been in France for a long, long time that even Macey doesn't know when they actually came to this country. Her mother, Rachael, on the other hand, moved to France from Belgium when she was about seven years old. Currently, she works as a tax specialist at a local office in town. Macey's grandparents don't really associate with her, neither does any of her other family besides her sister. Kaitlyn is eighteen years old and moved to America when she turned eighteen. She was never accepted into the magical school, but could really care less about the school or her sister. They had a love-hate relationship.. they saved the love part for when they were together in front of their parents.
Personality:
There's this girl, you see, and she isn't like others. She's quite the loner and would rather just run away from everything that she has. Her life isn't that hard, but she exaggerates just a bit. Macey is that girl. Never able to get over things, she has a hard time interacting with other people. She can't start a conversation, but she can hold out for hours. Quite oblivious to things like flirting and when to smile at the right moments, she seems like she's out of it. But, she's really not. She pays a lot of attention to others, but only from the sidelines. Her shyness and softness make her vulnerable to those who wish her harm, but that's if you don't know her. If you do know this girl, she is very outgoing towards those she likes. Her mind is filled with complications and complexity that she even has a hard time breathing within her own head. Being quiet in front of crowds, most make fun of her being.
Sample RP:
The air was bitter as it rippled across her skin, creating goosebumps along her arms and legs. Her hair blew restlessly as the wind passed by, her legs pushing herself forward to the egde of school grounds. Wrapping her arms around her self, she glanced down at her attire. Her body was wearing a regular blue t-shirt with the brand name 'Aeropostale' upon it. Her blue plaid, house skirt had a cutting edge to it.. because she didn't care for the length and had made the decision to make it shorter. Tiffany's parents were muggles which made her accustomed to working and using regular scissors rather than magic... making her skirt look slightly jagged at the fringe.
Her feet were covered with muggle skate shoes and her hair was in a high ponytail, accompanied with a blue and silver head band. She rarely dressed in house colors but sometimes she had a specific urge to wear the color blue. Moving through the damp grass, she let a sigh heave from inside her chest. This school was odd and unfamiliar... making it harder for her to get to sleep at night. Sometimes she would cry herself to sleep or even sob. This left a big blow in her dignity and pride, but she ignored the other girl's curious looks. She loathed attention at times, especially when it was about something that was quite embarassing.
Reaching the twisted and slightly haunted, infamous Weeping Willow, Tiffany let a smile crawl onto her lips as she eyed the familiar landmark of the school. Most students were afraid of the brutal, yet almost cruel tree. But, to her, this tree had his own life to live.. his own story. He had feelings too, ya know. Taking careful steps towards the tree more, she let peace fullfill her insides as she set a hand on the rough bark. The willow usually slashed out at those who wished it harm, but this girl didn't want to hurt it. She merely wanted to become connected to hm.. in a way no other witch or wizard had before.
Tiffany knelt beside the tree, stroking the coarse wood as she placed her bottom onto the ground. Leaning a bit on the tree, she looked up towards the stars. They were twinkling brightly and gleefully down at her.. almost happy to see Weeping Willow with a friend. Her eyes closed as she put her head back, facing upward. Being one with nature brought her relaxation.. no matter how corny people thought that to be. I mean, it's not like she had many friends... actually.. she had no friends. That's what sucked big time about being a new student in a big school. Everyone already has friends and you feel superbly left out with your own self-pity and sorrow.

Must be Rouerie

[skye]

First Name: Skye
Last Name: Walker // a.k.a SKYE
Age: seventeen ( &-a-half )
Appearance:
Although her appearance is not all that above-average, Skye often gets double-takes from fellow students. It is not because of her bouncing ringlet curls of bronze hair which rest eloquently on her small-framed shoulders. It is also not because of her brilliant sapphire eyes which pierce and gorge in to her surroundings. And, although some eyes are caught by this, it is not because of her petite feminine figure which causes her attention.

Oh no, she only wishes these features were the cause for all the hubub. It is, in fact, her name which often causes a chuckle from the throats of her fellow students. Skywalker, the last name of the up-and-coming star Luke Skywalker on the popular film series Star Wars adored and worshiped by geeks worldwide, has alas become her nickname. This nickname is due to the obvious fact that her name, when said in full, is Skye Walker. If that wasn't enough, Skye's middle name is Lucille (Lucy for short), the feminine version of Luke. Witty, you think? Skye's heard it about a million times, so you won't expect a laugh out of her if you make any "The Force Is With You" cracks.



History:
Skye's parents were named Albastor and Jenivive (pronounced He-ne-vieve with a silent "J"), and lived with her Uncle Fredriche and Aunt Maisie-Beth on a large house in northern Minnesota- or in Skye's opinion Nowheresville squeezed between South Boringtown and Hickville. Her family life was quite different from the normal teenager. Her father, being the television fanatic that he was, helped write and direct screenplays for many famous films such as (surprise surprise) the Star Wars saga.

Her muggle-born father unsuspectingly married Jenivieve McGallan, a pure-bred witch through-and-through. Jevivive attended Hogwarts School of Magic and was sorted in to Ravenclaw. However, she could never find a way to explain to poor Albastor her bloodline, when she tragically died in a horrific accident- in which she accidentally cast a lung-shriveling spell upon herself. Poor Skye was only two years old, alas she remembers nothing of her mother's unfortunate death and short life.

She lived a normal life with her father, Albastor, and her Uncle Fredriche and Aunt Maisie-Beth, all of which were muggles. However, she soon noticed odd talents she had, such as causing things she wanted to happen with the sheer power of her mind.

When she was nearing eleven, her father became alarmed with her sudden infinite powers. Her uncle Barron (from her mother's side) who was a wizard as well found the family after years of searching, and explained to Skye the reasoning behind her abnormal abilities and gave her the key to her mother's long forgotten gringott vault, along with the well-intentioned information that he would wish her to attend a magic school.

Finally her father agreed to let her attend any school of her choice in which she had become accepted. Of course, Skye chose Beauxbatons because of its excellent credentials. Her aunt and uncle never were told about her magic ability- her father believed it would give the eighty-something couple a stroke of sorts.

When in Gringotts, Skye discovered her mother's immense fortune, left by her great-grandmother who was excellent at competitive wizard's chess. Skye set off to school with all her supplies, all the while keeping in touch with her father, aunt, and uncle via owls.
Personality:
-genorous
Whenever given the opportunity, Skye enjoys spending her time doing good for others, and watching a smile grow on their face is her favorite reward. It is an odd gift, easily being able to give up her possessions to a complete stranger. However, Skye loves being different.
-warm
Although on the outside, she's cold, Skye is extremely affectionate and kind once you crack open her shell. She is often very easy-going, and easy to warm up to. Some of her friends consider her social, friendly, and open to new relationships and friendships. Skye is an extremely pleasant person to be around, and there is never a dull moment around her.
-easily hurt
Although Skye is an extremely delightful person, she has one major flaw (besides the fact that she sings Britney Spears classics in the shower) working to her disadvantage. She was extremely hurt once, when her mother passed on, and is quite sensitive. She fears rejection, so in an attempt to avoid rejection, she often hides her true thoughts and feelings from everyone around her to try and hide in her shell.


Sample RP:
( from a vampire roleplaying site. )
Her mouth clenched in pain as she writhed yet again, another shockingly hot wave of burning overtaking her, engulfing her in a sea of fire-like pain. She was burning from the inside out, her body wriggling as her heart sped by the moment, attempting to beat out the poison which flowed through her long-dead veins.

Suddenly, her heart stopped. The last beat of her quickly dying heart brought instant relief. It was like the poison had snuffed out the fire engulfing her when it killed her heartbeat. Skye wasn't sure, but she thought that she could open her eyes now.

Quickly, her eyes snapped open. Immediately, the darkness of the room astonished her, and she lept to her feet, in less than one second far against the backwall of the room, her gaze darting from place to place, searching for a familiar sound or face; was she dead?

She hissed slightly, afraid at how well she could see in this obsene darkness which filled the damp room. She could sense every fiber in the air as she breathed in, she could smell every particle of dust, every speck of dirt. All of it filled every bit of her senses.

All these new feelings were far too overwhelming, Skye thought as she crouched in a stance which resembled that of a tiger about to lap on its prey.

She could not figure out how to focus her attention on one specific task, such as finding her love Jesse, when all these new feelings and smells were slamming in to her, driving her off task. It was all much too confusing, and she wished she could sleep this feeling off. However, if her prediction was right; she would never sleep again.

"J-Jesse?" she whimpered in an angellic voice, trilling like bells in the musty air. Why was the room so vacantly dark? Why had her voice changed to become so beautiful? Had someone turned off the lights? Where was Jesse? Why did it smell like old socks in this room? How fast - exactly - could she run? How beautiful had becoming a vampire made her?

All these questions flew through her head, popping up and vanishing quickly as another took its place. Lesson One, she told herself with a smirk, learn to get rid of vampire ADHD.

-I changed the history

Must be Cossu

[lyinglion]

First Name: Lucy
Last Name: Evans
Age: 13
Appearance:
she is 61 inches which is 5'1" and she weighs 94 pounds which is 6 stone 10.
History: on the 18th of June 1995, Melissa Evans and her husband Richard had a beautiful baby girl who they named Lucy Evelin Evans. she is the eldest child of the family as she has a little brother called Aaron who is 8. both parents lived and worked in bristol where they kept their blood heritage a secret. Richard was a toy manufacturer and Melissa was a barmaid. one day in 1991, Richard went into his local pub and saw the most beautiful woman he ever saw. when their eyes met, they fell instantly in love. a few months later they got married and went on their honeymoon. they lived in bristol for about 3 and a half years until Melissa became pregnant with Lucy. 5 years later Melissa became pregnant with Aaron.

when Lucy was 12 and Aaron was 7, Lucy got an invitation to join beauxbatons academy which she accepted straight away as she was a pure blood witch. the family moved over to France and lived there for a year and then Lucy joined the school. she loves it here.
Personality: Lucy is really sweet and kind and loves to help out with her house. she is also quite quiet and shy but wants to be confident. she has a talent for fashion design but she also loves singing, dancing and acting. she also plays piano which is her best instrument which she got grade 8 in. she also plays clarinet and she is on grade 4. she is also doing grade 3 on the alto saxophone and is working on grade 1 for acoustic guitar. she is usually found listening to her pink and silver ipod nano or reading a book or even practising spells for lessons. she can be sneaky and sometimes hides in cupboards listening in to other peoples conservations. as she is quite small, she is quite good at getting into small spaces. she loves her flying lessonas and one day hopes to be in her houses quidditch team. her other favourite lessons are transfigurations and caring for magical creatures although she isn't that good at transfigurations because she sometimes gets the spells wrong.
Sample RP: Lucy walked into the courtyard of beauxbatons and muttered to herself "woah, this is a huge place". she was wheeling her suitcase behind her and walked through the entrance. she was waiting to find out what house she was in.


You need to add more to the personality. Also, you need to add a picture or explain what she looks like more.


i've added more to the personality and added to the appearance


Sorry but the RP Sample won't work either. It needs to be longer and watch for spelling mistakes and capitalization and so on.