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[jemma]

First Name: Jemma

Last Name: Vendredi

Age: 17

Appearance:


History:
Jemma was born into the typical, if slightly sixties sounding, pair of love struck post teens. With a mother at the age of twenty two and her father at the age of twenty four she was unplanned. This hippie earth mum and punk rock god dad had planned to become famout authors and be alone, but together, forever. But then, Jemma was born. Woops. Looks like their plans didn’t quite work out. In an attempt to become more mature, the Rock God I mentioned earlier stopped with all of his music obsessions and drug deals and the hippie earth mum…well, she became the author she wanted to be, but instead it was just silly children's books.
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The only thing not so typical about this family, was that their new baby girl was half vampire. Yes, that's right. You see, her father was a vampire, her mother was not. So little Jemma came out with a little bit of vampire blood.
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Jemma had a tough time growing up. She wanted to tell someone about being a vampire, but she wasn't allowed. Her parents had to move everytime they thought someone had even the slightest idea. Jemma was rather mischievious. Once, she was at school and she was heading to gym with only a few more seconds to get there. She knew she wasn't allowed to use her vampire powers but she couldn't be late. She ran to gym, getting there just seconds before the bell rang. Her parents found out, and they moved once again. This time, to France, a whole new country.
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From then on, Jemma learned that her parents gave her these rules for her own good, and she tried her best not to use her powers again. As soon as Jemma was at the right age, her parents shipped her off to Beauxbatons, a magical school that she'd be able to fit in at, since she wasn't allowed to tell the kids at her other school about her vampire bloodline.

Personality:
Jemma has her times when she can be happy as hell, and once someone say something she doesn’t agree with, she’s yelling and cursing up a storm. Even resulting into kicking and hitting, regardless of weather it’s a man or a woman. Her mood swings are definitely something to watch out for.
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Of course, every girl has that sweet side of her, and just like her bitchy side, sometimes Jemma’s kindness is sickening. There have been times when her spinach for homeless people has made her miss her favorite movie on TV. She’s very sweet to older people mostly, though when it comes time to be nice to the girls who have no friends, or to the boys who are down and depressed because the girl they want, won’t even look at them, Jemma is never too far behind, trying to cheer up the world.
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She is known for getting really depressed for no reason at all. She’ll just wake up one day and not feel happy at all, she’ll lay in bed, not bother with going anywhere or even answering her cell phone. No computer or anything. Those days when she just sits in bed and watches those old Romance movies like “Casablanca”. She’s even gotten so bad, where it would last for weeks.

Sample RP:
You wouldn't normally think that the new kiddo at school would be skipping classes already, but Jemma always skipped her classes, even at her other school. There wasn't really any reason for the classes she was in at the moment. She was already fairly good with the whole school thing since her mum was an author and was teaching her everything literally from the minute she was born.
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She was headed for the kitchen today, although normally she'd still be up in her dorm sleeping like a baby. Lazy bum, right? Yeah. She always was and always will be. But this morning, she was woken up by the biggest, nasty growling noise anyone's stomach could possibly make. She rubbed her tummy to try to make it stop so she could go back to bed, but it wasn't helping. She finally decided that she needed some food... and fast.
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After she got dressed in her usual three unmatching shirts and torn skinny jeans, she fixed her soft, blond and red hair, did her makeup, and headed for the halls. She eventually got to the kitchen after a few minutes of descending staircases and humming her favorite song over and over. When she got there, she walked in quietly so she didn't disturb the cooks. She wasn't too fond of the buggers. They kind of creeped her out, to be completely honest. She was just about to sit when she heard someone that didn't sound like a cook, but more like someone she knew.
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She walked into the back part of the kitchen and saw someone sitting on the counter. There was a mess everywhere, almost as if a bakery had been blown to bits. She chuckled and walked toward Sage, who she'd met before when she first came to the school. They never really got much time to talk, but she was one of the people she actually liked in this school. She forgot all about her noisy stomach and went to ask Sage what the mess was from.

The only problem here is your history. It doesn't tell me anything about how Jemma grew up.

i fixed it...
well, tried to, anyway.
lol.

Hmm . . .difficult . . . . Must be Sournois!

[skaterpunkxx]

First Name:
Clarisse Bonne

Last Name:
Bell

Age:
Fourteen

Appearance:
Clarisse doesn't really have a specific appearance, because she loves to dye her hair crazy colors. Normally though, she has pink hair. She has light skin, and two distinct beauty marks on her cheek. She has, normally, beautiful big soft brown eyes. She is about 5'8" and has a few piercings. Her favorite one is her nose ring.

History:
Father, Alex Bonne Bell - [Muggle] Doctor.
Mother, Marie Bonne Bell - [Witch] Works as Nurse.
Younger Sister, Dina Bonne Bell - Baby.

Clarisse was born and raised in the muggle world. She didn't know much about the witch stuff, it wasn't until she realized that she was truly different, that she began asking questions. When her parents told her about how her mum was a witch, she couldn't believe that they had just kept that from her.

Clarisse was raised to think that nothing bad really happened and as long as she had men around she would be fine. Her family are strong believers in the old 'men are superior' tradition. As she grew up she began to notice her mother did all the chores while her father drank with his mates.

Clarisse had always loved her parents, but the fact that they had kept something so big from her made her upset and angry. Unfortunately Clarisse does hold grudges and the relationship between her and her parents has never been the same. Then there is the fact that her little sister is taking up all the attention which means her parents are ignoring her.

Clarisse became a bit rebellious, and her parents showed her the delayed Hogwarts letters that they never gave her. Finally, she went to Hogwarts and she waits for the adventures that come.

Personality:
Clarisse is nice but she is very misunderstood. While living in the muggle world, she wasn't very accepted by other girls. Everyone thought she was just searching for attention, seeing that her style was quite different. Some of the girls are jealous because Clarisse attracts s much attention; with her pink hair. There are other people who judge her, because they think that everyone that looks like she does must mean she is some kind of emo-punk.

She is very sweet, but feisty. She doesn't like to be wrong and hates it when people tell her she is wrong. Clarisse is a bit sensitive, even though she may seem tough. Her temper is one of her major weaknesses. There are many times when she just wishes she could hold her temper in. Clarisse enjoys reading Shakespeare, singing, collecting stamps, drawing and designing clothes. The things she dislikes are bats, snakes, bullies, snobs and being alone.

Sample RP:
Clarisse walked down the hallway, half wondering where she was going, and half hoping that she wasn't lost. As she turned the corner, the hallway became a little bit more familiar. Feeling a wave or relief pass through her, Clarisse continued walking until she finally found a different hall with empty classrooms. Curious, she peeked into one of them, and obviously finding it empty, she pulled open the door and stepped inside.

There were at least 15 bookcases with books filled to the top of each one. There were cushions, desks, and tons of other mysterious objects. It was like walking into a room filled with...stuff. Clarissa walked to one of the shelves and pulled out a book. Advanced Spells by Sean Caldwell. Interested, Clarissa opened the book and skimmed through the pages before realizing that the book was very old. There were information on sneakoscopes, and all sorts of other ancient spells. Clarisse was so absorbed in the book that she didn't even hear someone opening the door and stepping inside...

Your history is very minimal, it doesn't give a whole lot to how Clarisse was raised or what her relationships are like with her family. Go more in-depth with the personality. What other reasons are there for her being so misunderstood? What are some of her hobbies? Lastly who is Audrey? Look at the first post of this thread. Please follow the rules for the RP post as well.

I have edited it all and hope it means your standards.

Normally I would overlook a few spelling errors, but there's too much to ignore. Please look it over and fix, then you'll be sorted.

I have performed a spell check now, sorry about that.

Hmmm, kinda hard to place you. I see all three houses in you. But I think... it must be Cossu.

[kyliebeaudroux]

First Name:Kylie
Last Name: Beaudroux
Age: 17
Appearance:
History:
Kylie had always had a childhood filled with darkness, especially since she was half vampire. She never stayed in one place, always forced to move. Her mother tried to protect from what she thought would want to harm Kylie. Kylie never was really accepted in both worlds, most didn't hate her but others saw her as a mistake that should have been taken care of.

Finally at the age of 11 Kylie's mother decided to stop moving her around, she was sick of running from the bastards who would pick on Kylie. It was hard at first, Kylie couldn't stay in the sun for more then a couple of hours straight or it would begin to hurt so she couldn't play outside with all the other children as much, she also had a slightly different view on good food which always made people feel uncomfortable. It wasn't like she tore peoples throats out but she did enjoy rare meats and she always had a thing for blood which can only be expected.

Enrolling in Beauxbatons was a step that Kylie's mother did not want to take but left it up to Kylie. Kylie knew the things she was putting herself at risk for but she wanted to attend that school so much. She had witch in her also and it seemed among the vampire mess people forgot that. She wanted to work at her skills that had been given to her from her mother and she couldn't think of a better place to do that then Beauxbatons. Despite the possible drama her blood could cause.

Personality:
Despite all the trouble she had dealt with when she younger Kylie managed to keep a good sense of herself. She never really doubts her abilities and even rarer puts herself down for what she is. She cant do anything about that and she knows it. Why bother worry about things that you cannot change? was always what she told herself. As an affect of her life Kylie became very hard and emotionally distant to those who are new to her. This doesn't mean that Kylie is not friendly but she defiantly wont go out of her way to talk to anybody. But once you seek her out and she realizes that you are there to just talk and not make fun she is a fairly friendly person but still very obviously jaded.

On the other hand there is a whole other side to Kylie once she see's you as a friend, when once she seemed slightly cold and distant she becomes warm and caring. Also their is a trickster that lives inside of her. Not many people would expect this sort of personality trait from her but it is a trait that most of her friends learn to love. Her mother blames it on her father. Thought kylie dosnt really believe it, she likes to think that this is what sets her apart from her mother. She loves to have fun and do crazy things which is the exact opposite of her mother and Kylie would like to keep it that way.

She is very romantic, always watching old romances in her spare time and reading romance books she has built herself a perfect idea of love. Though many times her mother has warned her about this day dream Kylie has never listened. The one thing that Kylie desires more then anything is to fall in love, experience that dream that so many other people seem to have. Along with that desire a fear was built up with it. A fear of never being wanted and loved in that way. Nothing terrifies her more then that.

She is not past Lying to get what she wants, often times she had to lie about herself, her mother and many other things. It can come as second nature at times. This doesn't mean she lies about everything but she isn't exactly honest Abe either. She can also be short tempered as well, having the passion that her mother does she can often loose her temper when she is faced with the right kind of person. But along with her anger her passion is a part of everything she does, including school work causing her to excelled at a level that her mother would have never thought. Her passion is what makes her such a vivid and live person though most would technically see her as half dead she breaths more life then most do in their entire lives.

Sample RP:

Kylie couldnt understand why on earth this had happened to her. She just wanted to live a normal life but she knew that was impossible. Her damned father made sure to that, then again her mother wasnt completely forgiven either, did they know how hard it was going to be for her once she got old enough?

"Why did you do it mama?"

she asked in an almost heart broken tone. She was just tired of it all, she wasnt accepted anywhere. The vampires ignored her and most witches thought she was a filthy peice of dirt. And on top of all of that she craved blood and couldnt spend to long out in the sun light! Now Kylie thought that for a moment she was being a little too dramatic but the hurt inside her pushed that thought far from her mind.

She derseved to be dramatic! it told her, no one really understood. And how on earth could they? She sighed as she sat down on the soft couch rubbing the now deep purple bruises on her arms while looking up at her mother who looked particularly shocked. Kylie wasnt sure if it was because of the simple question she had asked or the physical proof that the kids thought Kylie was not welcome.

Either way Kylie knew it was going to be time to move again soon and she was just too drained and hurt to argue anymore.

I just need to say that you need to make sure to put your apostrophes. Must be Rouerie.

[gaspardrimmell]

First Name: Gaspard
Last Name: Rimmell
Age: 17
Appearance:


History:
Born in France to young poster-perfect high-school sweethearts, Jezelle Rimmell, the model, and Austin Rimmell, the tattoo artist, Gaspard Rimmell was an only child that was soon to find out some really good news. It was his third birthday when they finally told him that he was a wizard. Of course, he was only a half-breed. His beautiful mother, of course, was a veela. His father was a muggle. From that day on, he counted the days until he would be able to attend Beauxbatons.

Gaspard spent most of his younger years trying to get his mom to teach him some simple things about magic, but she always insisted that he wait until school. It would be better off that way because he couldn't get himself into any trouble with the magic. Oh yes, he was quite the trouble maker, and it got him into a tight spot. When he was thirteen, and all ready to go to his dream school, he was out with friends and got into some big trouble for tagging his name on the side of his school. Unfortunately, he was caught.

He was sent to a school for boys until he was seventeen, then he could go to Beauxbatons. So, here he is four years later, coming to the school he's been waiting for for ten years. However, the boys school didn't fully break him of his trouble making habits...

Personality:
Gaspard is a huge teddybear with an even bigger heart, but only if you let him be. He's very protective over his heart and if he lets you into it, you too will become a victim of his caring and overprotective attitude. But if you're not careful and you mess things up with him, he tends to hold a grudge.

He has no problem with showing his emotions, in fact, he does it all the time. He can be a huge flirt, a little crybaby, or a huge jackass. He is NOT a manwhore. At the moment, his heart is in lockdown. He was hurt too many times, and he hasn't met the right person to fill that empty space yet. But when he does, that person will be the only one he thinks about, talks about, and dreams about.

Sample RP:
Gaspard plopped down on the purple couch that was in one of the small dressing rooms backstage. He wasn't sure who's room it was, but it didn't matter. Everyone was either on stage or in the moshpit, so he wasn't expecting anyone anytime soon. He fluffed up the pillows under his head and rested his feet on the opposite arm. He reached into the pocket of his leather jacket to grab his lighter and a pack of smokes. After lighting one up, he placed it between his lips before putting his head back down on the pillows and taking a long drag. He let his eyes go closed and he released the smoke through his nose. It was really boring here when you didn't know anyone.

Yeah. He didn't really know anyone yet. He probably would have met someone, but he liked to keep to himself. Any other day, he'd be out in the moshpits or something, but he just didn't feel like it today. He almost didn't get out of bed this morning, but since the beds on the buses are way past uncomfortable, he made himself get up so that he wouldn't have to suffer through that. He could feel the music pulsing through everything in the room. The couch, the floor, even the cheap chandelire that was hanging from the ceiling was shaking. He loved that. Being able to feel the beat in your lungs, making it hard to breathe. It always made him feel better.

Gaspard took another drag, then tossed the cigg into the trashcan beside the couch. He pulled his zune out of his pocket and turned the volume up the whole way, trying to drown out the band that was now playing on stage, which sucked. Sky Eats Airplane was the only thing he'd been listenting to lately. He went straight to his favorite song, Patterns, and began to sing along with it.

Must be Rouerie

[mediator]

First Name: Anne.

Last Name: Bosworth.

Age: Fifteen.

Appearance:

History:

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On a beautiful shinning summers day, August 5th a newborn baby was brought into the world having of been named Anne Elizabeth Bosworth who was the most healthiest baby the doctors and nurses had ever seen. For the mother, Abigail Bosworth, the delivery was barely even painful, which was something she wished she could of said the same for the other mothers in labor on the same date. The father, Richard Bosworth, was proud of his wife for managing to give birth to such a beautiful female girl with hardly any pain during the process. However, one part of his mind shrouded his happiness for a part of him knew that it was hardly humane` at all for the God above to let his wife off on such bless - his brain knew better than to believe that everything was going to go like a Fairytale.

childhood.[/i][/font][/size]

At the age of five, Anne befriended a male and female friend lonely of her daily routine of amusing her parents with her difficulty of wording. Jake and Emily were quite energetic children, therefore scaring Anne with how hyper they became in mere milliseconds. However, despite their way of viewing things differently than herself, the brunette came to find herself getting caught up in their games which involved active hyper ways. Although she wasn't one to enjoy jumping up and down in the air and running down to the furthest bus route, Anne came to find herself enjoying every second she spent with the other people her own age rather than older, such as her parents.

Once reaching eight, her mother Abigail had collapsed and was rushed to the nearest Hospital being diagnosed with an unknown illness which was discovered at a later date as Pneumonia. With her father becoming stressed more and more everyday, Anne came to find her world spiraling downward which had also set her into depression if it wasn't for Jake and Emily coming to her rescue. At the time, Anne was surprised that the two could be something beside optimist all the time, which made their friendship stronger than ever before.

August 5th of that year, Anne's mother passed away just when she became nine, causing her to despise her birth rather than love it. Upset and heartbroken she returned back home only to pack her bags and belongings where Jake found her doing so and had complained at her for thinking of such as thing as leaving him and Emily behind in the dust. In her defense, Anne had screamed at him telling him that if she were never born none of this would of happened which Jake responded by saying that it would of if she had or hadn't been born. By Jake's words, Anne had broke down and cried into him, devastated by her own loss and afraid of the upcoming future.

adolescence.[/i][/font][/size]

Ten, the average age to when a girl reaches her adolescence stage, in short, when a girl begins to become a woman. Having no mother anymore everything that Anne did was put on top of her father, Richard. To him playing the role of the mother was, in lack of better terms, hell. No longer was she that cute adorable girl he had been so proud of Abigail giving birth to, but the daughter from Satan. Having of became a spoilt brat who got everything she wanted, Richard [whilst playing the role of the mother] had secretly been searching for a school to as of which his daughter from hell could attend to and perhaps, if lucky, reform.

What he did not realise was that after Anne had no contact with either Jake or Emily after they had moved, this was her way of making herself feel better which was helping her a lot - what was that technique of hers, you ask? Being a b i t c h of course! Of course it made her better, but having her father presume wrong was amusing also. Also, it was a small plan of hers to surprise Jake at how much she'd changed because no doubt he was changing his persona, too.

At the age of eleven, Anne was surprised to find that her father had, after his long year search, found a school for her to attend to and throw her into without her opinion no doubt. And likewise, her guess was right.

Later that same year, she was assigned into a school to as of which she'd never heard of titled Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. At the time, Anne had been confused to as of why she'd been put into a school related to magic instead of a muggle school, but of course, she soon found out her bloodline was, in fact, magical. Therefore Anne Elizabeth Bosworth was in fact a witch. Unlike most, it was no surprise to her whatsoever.[/ul]

Personality:

[/i] is a bit of an understatement - in appearance and aura Anne cannot help but give off that feeling of being a pregnant dog, in such simpler terms. When it comes to the different types of people [energetic, unsociable, etc.] this brunette prefers to keep her distance as far as she possibly can due to being on her 'High Throne', therefore meaning she doesn't talk to those below her status.

However, in reality Anne is what is most commonly known as misleading and slightly misunderstood. Behind her high exterior, the girl who is presumed as a pregnant dog is actually quite shy and not one to easily let others into her personal life for she hates it when people invade into her personal space and world. When known slightly better, and putting aside her power mad personality Anne is a friend worth making for she lets you in more and tries her hardest to make your life less hard, making you enjoy the good times and forgetting the bad, even if only for a minute.[/ul]

Sample RP:

[/i] No more of her dad's scolding of who she was, no more being lonely. However, the bad part was no more people bowing down to her, instead no doubt she'd be walked over, which she dearly hoped wasn't the case because if they did it just forced her to use her secret weapon which wasn't something a person would wish to have bestowed over them or any normal person, at least.

Boarding off the train with her suitcase on wheels following behind her, Anne took a glimpse of the view in front of her, her hand occupied with a map to as of where she went from here on and forward. In truth, the map was slightly confusing and looked as if it had been written as a last resort kind of thing, which didn't please her too much. Queen was what she was known as back at her previous school, well, muggle school. In short she was ruler of the school, and no doubt she'd be listed as lucky if she could manage to receive that title at this school as well. Just that very thought boosted up her ego - Queen A of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, oh the possibilities.

"Excuse me, are you perhaps a student at Beauxbatons?"

Upon hearing a direct voice, the brunette teared her eyes away from the maps in her hands and down at the person bellow her age [as well as height] and shrugged her shoulders carelessly as if it wasn't that big of a deal that she was attending this school when inside she felt as though she were about to burst any second. "Maybe. What's it to a shrimp like you anyways?" Oh the wonderful feeling she got when she spoke in such a way.

At the word 'shrimp' the younger person made a face, seemingly unimpressed by the comment. Perhaps the person was actually a Professor at the school? Eh, it's not like she was going to get suspended right away, after all every person needed a second chance, right? Shrugging off her mental question to herself, Anne awaited for some form of responce apart from a facial expression.

"I'll let that slide, alright? By you're comment I'll take it that you are, so please follow me and please keep you're snidely comments to yourself - believe me, we'll get their quicker."

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This is going to be interesting, She thought to herself, a trace of a genuine smile appearing on her lips. Their's no doubt.[/ul][/size][/font]

I think you just need to watch your sentence structure. Other than that . . . Must be Sournois.

[madison]

First Name: Madison

Last Name: Reeves

Age: 17

Appearance:

History:
Ella and James Reeves, Madison's parents, had a hard sturggle trying to conceive Madison. The minute Madison was born, her mother refused to let the nurses take her away. For the beginning of her life, Madison was the most spoiled child in the universe. However, things began to take a turn for the worse when her dad turned to drinking. He had had a hard time at work, and would incessantly drink whenever he got home. Sometimes his drinking became so bad that Ella threatened to take Madison and leave.

Her threat became a reality when one night James punched Madison. She was four at this point, and Ella became so mad that the two of them left and went to live with her mother. Madison was a very quiet girl growing up, and often turned to art to help her calm her feelings toward her father. Though she was a little girl, she still remembers vividly the night he had punched her.

On Madison's tenth birthday, her father showed up at her party and attempted to take the girl away from her mother. However, he didn't suceed with his plans when Ella saw him. She called the police on the man, and he has never shown up again.

Madison often got picked on in elementary school, but she never fought back with the other kids. The teachers would often call Ella in for conferences and tell her that Madison was not 'living up to potential'. Ella left one of those conferences in tears, determined to let her daughter live the best life she possibly could. Madison saw how upset her mother was at her, and vowed that she would try harder to be a normal girl.

Madison began talking more, and soon got quite a charming personality. She began watching the muggle television, and learned all about the world of fashion. That was when she decided she wanted to be a designer, regardless of her wizard genes. As an early teen, she spent most of her time in her room with her sewing machine. Ella was quite proud of her, but Madison became gloomy when she learned that she was to go to Beauxbatons. Could she sew there? (OOC: No. Really. Can she have a sewing machine in her dorm? :P)

Personality:
Ever since Madison climbed out of her shell, she is quite the bubbly person. She loves talking to random strangers, and loves to help other people out. Although she sometimes may look shy, she really isn't. Madison loves to put smiles on other people's faces, and knows how to make even the bleakest of situations seem happy. If a person needs help, they know that they can count on Madison. However, she really still does prefer the arts more than anything else. Madison sees it as her true passion in life.

Sample RP:
Getting lost in the forest wasn’t exactly the funnest way to spend a night. For all a person knew, there could be bears or other random animals like that. Madison, being the stupid idiot that she was, didn’t even know where she was going. Dang it. Why did every tree have to look the exact same in her eyes? She would be lucky if she ever got herself out of this one.

Rubbing her hands together, she continued walking. It always had to happen to her. Being lost in the randomest places; hadn’t anyone ever thought of making maps for the forest? Then again…. Muggles didn’t even know about the forest considering they didn’t know about Beauxbatons. And most wizards and witches didn’t get themselves lost in here. Madison shook herself to stop randomly thinking and focusing on her way to get out of the forest.

At least Madison had been smart enough to dress warmly. It was freezing cold, and her black sweater provided her some warmth. She smiled smugly to herself as she walked along; this was of the first times in a while that she was actually wearing something that had long sleeves.

It was then that she noticed a sound; footsteps, perhaps? Madison shrugged and followed the sound, there wasn’t exactly anything else she could do. It wasn’t too long before she saw a guy with a cigarette walking as well. With any luck, he would actually know where he was going, and she could finally get out of the stupid and annoying forest.


While I don't know about the sewing machine, I'm sure she can find a few spells to work with. Must be Cossu.

[sirdevinstine]

First Name:Deryck
Last Name:Bathroy
Age:15
Appearance:
History:
Deryck is the son of the infamous Elizabeth Bathroy.She is the only female vampire recorded in human history.He never knew his father and till this day will never find out.He was born with vampire blood like his mother.He grew up in What is now the Czech Republic.After many failed attempts he was kicked out of Durmstrang at a young age for being to evil for them to handle.He was tried by the ministry of magic many of times but was never convicted of any crimes.
Personality:
He is trying to become a better more powerful person.He hates almost all people and very rarely has human contact but every once and awhile he will fall for some girl and it is all downhill from there.He is who he is.He loves to blend in but he also manages to stand out in a crowd.He is the guy of every girls dreams but hates most of them to death.He hates the fact that he is wanted.He is evil in almost all ways.Except when he is in love that person is granted exceptional access to his mind and his life.
Sample RP:
"Oh I wish I could take you to see the world. It is more amazing than this site now. Hey! What about this break we travel to Italy together?” He wanted her to say yes so much. He wanted to be with her and show her all the things he had seen. He would be the one to show her all the romantic and lovely places that were in the world and whom very few knew about. He wanted to be her guide to the world. He looked at her face for a moment and then looked away. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and she mad him want to be great and heroic. Was she a veela? She couldn’t be, she was so unsure of herself. Well it didn’t matter as long as he loved her right? She was his wish for so long and now she was right here before him and he couldn't look at her for that moment. Why?
It was about 5:00pm now and the sun was setting."Look."He said pointing to the herizon. The sky was turning scarlet in the fading sunlight.” It looks almost as lovely as your deep blue eyes.” He loved her and he knew he would ask her out but did she like him?” I think we should be getting back to the school but before we do I have to do something.” He leaned over and kissed her. It seemed like an eternity in one minute. He never wanted it to end but alas it had to. The cloud lowered to the ground and he helped he onto her horse before ridding back to the stables of the school.
(P.S. I also play james Howard)

You're already sorted and have 153 posts. Why are you posting here? I'm confused about that lol.

[jazbo0618]

Name:Jazbo0618 aka Jazmine Eames
Jazmine is a half-blood, she is half Wizard, half veela. Jazmine is extremely clever and has lots of social interaction . she has lots friends. Jazmine has pale smooth skin, and gold eyes (like her mother.) she has his fathers hair which is blood red she found out about this school when she moved back to France from England. She loves to try new things and isn't afraid to speak her mind. She was never known to be the quiet kind of girl. Her wand is Phoenix Feather, Holly, 7 3/4 inches Though many people know Jazmine for her poetry and story's that she writes.Jazmine first attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry thinking she was muggle born. She was actually adopted at birth by muggles but she met her real parents when she and her muggle family went on a vacation to France. The meeting was planned by her parents. Will and Tanya Eames explained to their daughter that they were young and didn't know how to raise a child so they put her up for adoption. Now she wants to attend this school to be closer to her real parents.
Mother:

Tanya Eames wand- holly 13in unicorn hair

Father:

William Eames wand- maple, 10 1/2in. dragon heart string

History:Tanya was a student here while Will was a student at Hogwarts they met during one of the wizard tournaments they started out as friends but they fell in love . My mother transferred to Hogwarts and thats where they graduated. But due to work we had to move to France and this is why my family and I would like to come here
PERSONALITY: Jazmine is a quiet girl who likes to read. She can mostly be found in a library though she loves writing stories and poems. She also draws from time to time but that doesn't happen often.Jazmine is sometime the mean girl when she's angry because she uses Sarcasm often. Though she is usually the smart girl you ask to help you on your homework or when you need advice on something. Jazmine tries hard not to be shy but usual is not shy when she doesn't try.She hates bullies and people who are mean.





Sample RP
Have you have this feeling you different from anyone else around you well I have that feeling I'm have vella but I don't have the pretty face or blond hair don't get me wrong I'm pretty just pretty with red hair.
" Hey Jazmine how are you?"
"I'm fine why do you ask?"
"Because tommy is looking at you" I blushed I had a crush on Tommy since I started Hogwarts now I was finally going to talk to him.So I got up an walked over to him" Hi Tommy"
"Hey....." "Jazmine!"
"yah whats up?"
"Well I was thinking maybe you and me can go to Hogsmeade for a butter beer or something" I said smiling the smile that got all boys to say yes. It was part of the Veela charm.
"Yeah sorry I can't I'm going with Claire" He replied before walking away. No way he picked me over Claire the girl who doesn't even know where England is on a map.
Well just goes to show you can't get everything for being part veela.

Before I will even read this application your display name needs to match the name in this application.
ok sorry it's fixed
No you must have a first and last name. So your display name needs to change to whatever name is in this application.

[narcissa]

First Name: Narcissa
Last Name: Black
Age: 16, turns 17 in July
Appearance: Narcissa is a tall girl, she has long wavy blonde hair and brown eyes. She is slim and she mostly likes to wear dresses when she is at home..
History: Narcissa was born at 1955 to Druella and Cygnus Black. She has two older sisters, Belaltrix and Andromeda. She grew up in a family with strong views about blood purity. Narcissa was sended in Beauxbatons Academy althouht she wanted to go in Hogwarts. In Beauxbatons she made friends. After finishing school she returned to England and met Lucius Malfoy who helped her to overthrouht the leaving of her adorable sister Andromeda. Lucius and Narcissa got married after two months and she went to stay with him in Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire of England. In 1980 she gave birth to their son, Draco.
Personality: Narcissa unlike her sister she was more sensitive and caring. She was ambitious and proud of herself. In her free time she liked reading books and playing the piano. Sometimes she liked having fun too.
Sample RP: Narcissa went into the Library. She looked around and stared to the students that were reading. She walked between the bookcases, until she found a "corner" with two armchairs and a fire place. She sat down and she looked out of the window next to her. Seeing the swon falling she remembered her house and the period of Christmas. After a while she took out her book and her quill and she started reading. She had to finish this lesson because that night they had a birthday party for one of her classmates. When she finished reading, she closed the book and she thought about her sisters in Hogwarts. She was sure that when she is going to finish school she will go back to England forever. After a while she left from the library and returned to the common room.

I don't even have to read this to tell you this application will not be accepted. You may not use any of the canon names or histories. Be original and come up with your own.

[edward]

First Name: Edward
Last Name: Moreau
Age: Appears 17, Actually 108

Appearance: Edward has brown hair and brown eyes. He looks a bit average, except for his pale skin and dimples. He is of pretty average height, and stands at about five feet and ten inches tall. He is slender yet built, and weighs approximately one hundred and sixty pounds. He usually dresses in dark stone-wash denim jeans, and a button-up shirt with a black tie or a polo or band tee-shirt of some sort. His feet are usually clad with Converse of a dark color. He doesn't wear makeup or paint his fingernails like some boys do. He has no piercings or tattoos, but there are a few scars that adorn his body.


History: Edward was born October 31 to John and Susan Moreau in Paris, France. His childhood was good, even though he was poor. There were times when he had to go hungry, but it didn't occur to him that his family wasn't well off. He attended school until he was thirteen years old, before quitting and starting work. He helped his mother areound the house and with his younger siblings Jacqueline and Mary. He also helped out his father at work. This continued until he was seventeen. When he was seventeen, he got pneumonia and slowly began to die. Back then, there were no treatments or vaccines for pneumonia. He was positive that he was going to die.

However, on one stormy night in April, he was visited by a vampire named Marius. Even though Edward was severely ill, he could tell that something was not right with Marius. Marius gave him promises of a new life and never being sick again. Edward didn't know what he was getting himself into until it was too late. Marius disappeared shortly after and left Edward to fend for himself. Edward still did not entirely understand what he was.

Edward packed his belongings, kissed his siblings and parents goodbye, and left his home. He wandered the country, searching for other vampires. A few years later, he found a coven of vampires and was invited to stay with them. He soon found that his hunger and thirst could be quenched by the blood of animals. It pleased him immensely to know that he didn't have to hurt humans in order to survive. He lived with the coven for approximately ninety years before leaving and coming here to attend Beauxbatons.

Personality: Edward is very stubborn and persistent. He will do whatever it takes to get what he desires. He is also a bit manipulative, and uses his looks to his advantage. If someone finds him attractive, he will use that to his advantage. He is incredibly intelligent, and knows several things, since he's been around for over a century. However, he doesn't show his intelligence very often, simply because he does not want to be known as the geek or nerd of the school. Even though he doesn't like it when people judge him or criticize him, he cannot help but to judge others. He is obviously a little hypocritical. He is extremely friendly and flirtatious, even though he isn't very approachable. He is opinionated and always speaks his tongue. One of his main problems is that he doesn't know when to shut up, nor does he think before he speaks. He is short-tempered, and it doesn't take much for him to get pissed off. He is also annoyed easily, and he absolutely despises the people that annoy him so much. He can be a bit annoying too at times, because of how outspoken he is. However, he is also a very caring person, and he tends to fall in love easily. Once you earn his trust, you have a friend for life. He tries his best to stay loyal to his friends, and he doesn't like backstabbers and people that betray him. He is honest to a fault, which often leads to him hurting other people's feelings.

Sample RP: Edward made his way through the Dungeons, his brown eyes scanning his surroundings furtively. He was new to Beauxbatons and had yet to make any friends. He didn't blame people for staying away from him. Even though he was very friendly, he did appear to be a bit menacing and intimidating. He didn't intend to scare people or make them nervous. He assumed that it was just the way he came off to people.

He didn't understand what was so terrifying about the Dungeons. He rather enjoyed the darkness and the mystery of the place. A soft sigh slipped through his pale pink lips as he continued walking through the Dungeons, his eyes taking in every minuscule detail. He was actually a very observant person, and he had an incredible memory. He could remember every little thing that had happened in the last one hundred and eight years.

He was a bit surprised that no one else was down here. His eyes peered into the darkness all around him, but he couldn't see a single soul. He also listened closely with his heightened hearing, and he couldn't hear anything, except his own footsteps. He rolled his eyes, leaned against a wall, and waited for someone else to venture down there.

Must be Sournois

[mikeyaulton]

First name: Michael [known as Mikey]
Middle name: Thomas
Last name: Aulton
Age: 16
Appearance


History
Michael was born on September 5th 1991, in the south of London. His parents, Elanor and Matthew [both half-bloods], met while in their last year of Hogwarts – where love in first sight came true. After leaving school, Elanor kept in contact with Matthew via phone and email. Yet, during 1985, this contact stopped – worrying Elanor if something had gone wrong. They met back up again in 1987 in The Leaky Cauldron, where Matthew proposed to Elanor, starting of the Aulton family. Michael is the youngest of three children – his two siblings being Lindsey, who has just turned nineteen, and Elizabeth – who is born one year before Michael, making her seventeen.

When Michael was just one and a half years old, his parents wanted to move away from the big city of London so they could give their three children a better chance to have a healthier life. Yet, this meant moving out of England entirely and coming to live out in the stunning French countryside. As the years went one, each Aulton child was invited to Beauxbatons and typically every child accepted. After all these years, it was their time to shine.

Lindsey Sarah Aulton is the oldest child of Elanor and Matthew. Born a year after their engagement, Lindsey has now just turned nineteen and has completed her studies at Beauxbatons. Unlike Elizabeth, Lindsey was popular - with her blonde curls and baby blue eyes she had inherited from her mother probably had something to do with it. She has now recently started up an art shop down in the streets of Paris where she has recently moved to.
Elizabeth Lilli Aulton is the second oldest daughter and child of Elanor and Matthew. Born one year before Michael, Elizabeth has recently turned seventeen. Although she and Lindsey are close as sisters, Elizabeth is nothing like her. Elizabeth has medium length black hair and deep hazel eyes, making her look more like her younger brother and father. She is now in the sixth year yet she was never as popular as her sister. When Elizabeth is on school breaks, she goes into Paris to visit her sister and help out in the shop while Lindsey visits home.
Michael Thomas Aulton, the youngest child and only son of Elanor and Matthew, was different to his sisters. He wasn’t popular like Lindsey nor was he close to his sisters like Elizabeth, yet Mikey liked this. He was himself, not just another version of his sisters. He was a budding reader and was mostly found curled up in his bed reading novels at the age of nine. Unlike his sisters, he hated moving out to Paris. Yet once invited to join Beauxbatons, he finally learnt that maybe it wasn’t so bad after all.

Personality
Michael isn’t a simple person, which makes him hard to describe. Unlike Lindsey & Elizabeth, he was more into the traditional side of life, enjoying reading and writing. But he also has a stubborn personality – if he was to start something, Michael’s only desire would be to finish it before he runs out of time. Although he started off as a noisy child, Michael has learnt that silence is golden and unless spoken too, he won’t say much apart from Hello.... Yet his quietness has never stopped him from making friends or falling in love. Even though he has charming looks, people managed to see past that to the sweet, sensitive inside - but that wasn't all that was inside. He had slight hints of hatred in his heart, making him not as attractive as the looks say. Yet, Michael trys to stay loyal to all of his close friends, even if they know about the hatred he holds in day after day.

Sample Roleplay
Mikey walked out of his lesson, carrying his school bag on his right shoulder. His scruffy black hair was in it's typical position - which was whatever way it wanted to lay on his head. The sun's beams glistened in throught the window as he walked down the first floor corridor, trying to avoid walking into other students. As he reached the marble arch, he walked out into the main courtyard. Scattered around the courtyard were bunches of Beauxbaton students talking and just plain messing around with each other. As Mikey looked around, he noticed his ex-girlfriend, Louise, flirting with a Roueire student in one of the corners.
Well she's moved on... so I guess I should as well. Mikey thought as he headed down a pebble path. His heart was torn when Louise dumped him - he was loyal to her yet after an accidental slip including someone he fancied, Louise told him it was over. That crushed Mikey, emotionally he was a wreck. As he carried on down the path, he met up with his best mate Joshua. He had known Joshua for about three years now - they were almost like brothers.

Yet as they reached their spot by the sparkling lake, they noticed another girl sat down next to the lake, her hand swaying backwards and forwards in the sapphire blue water. Mikey had that feeling again, the one that caused Louise to leave him before. This girl, who ever she was, was a beautiful brunette, with wavy hair reaching down to the middle of her back. Mikey knew what was happening and he didn't want to do it, but he couldn't take his eyes off her.
"Josh, do you know who that girl is?" Mikey asked, still stairing at the girl. Joshua shrugged. But Mikey didn't care, he had already fallen for her. He was already in love with her.

Must be Cossu

[amykent]

First Name:
Amy
Last Name:
Kent
Age:
16
Appearance:

History:
Amy has had a wonderful childhood. At least, she thought she did. Her parents were very secretive, always avoiding questions about why Amy could do different things than her muggle friends. They never told her she was a witch until her father was attacked by Death Eaters, for not completing a mission. Her mother then told her that she was a witch and both her parents were Death Eaters. They soon sent her off to live with her aunt, Marion, when she was ten. This is basically where her childhood ended. There, Amy developed a love of horses and worked alongside her aunt, healing the horses. Then, a fateful summer evening, Amy and her aunt were driving back, after dropping a horse off at their owners, and they were hit from behind by a logging truck. Her aunt died soon after, in the hospital and Amy was in a coma for a month. When she woke up, her mother was standing there and said that she was going to Beauxbatons Academy, that she couldn't stay with them any longer and be put in danger. Amy hasn't from them since.
Personality:
Amy is very quite and reserved. She doesn't particularily care for talking to people about deaths and car accidents, of course, because of her aunt's death. She knows that people wonder about her, and they talk about her behind her back. But, she doesn't care about that. Her priorities are to get through school with good marks and have a life of her own. She's an individual and lets that show by doing something others aren't doing, like reading when everyone's at a party. When there's a report of Death Eater activity, she reads the article in hopes of reading of her parents. She knows this'll never happen, but she still has that glimmer of a hope. Amy's mature for her age, and isn't into the party image, makeup, and boys.
Sample RP:
Dong. Dong. The sound of the bell still rang through Amy Kent's ears. That's gonna ruin my hearing for awhile, she thought. Just listening to the sound brought back memories of her aunt, working with her, living with her. There had been a church by the house and Amy and Ty, the stablehand, always had to race to the church and back to see who got to ride first. Amy realized she was standing in the way of a few other students. She distinctly heard them scoff and mock them as they passed by her. "Well, good day to you too!" she said, sarcasm dripping from her voice. She wanted to go back to that life, back to the horses and Ty.

Ty, she thought, he'd know what to do. But, I can't get a hold of him. No phone access, no email, no nothing. His face swimming in her mind, Amy started as a drop of rain fell on her face. "Eugh! What was that?!" When she saw the girls that pushed past her earlier, she couldn't resist saying something to them. "What's wrong? Too cold for you?" Her curtness cut the air, like a silver knife. Seeing them stop, she picked up the pace and didn't glance back at them until she was far into the school.

Must be Cossu

[devion]

First Name: Devion

Last Name: Da'Flaunt

Age: Sixteen

Appearance: Devion Da'Flaunt

History: Devion _micheal Da'Flaunt was born on July 4^th. His parents couldnt have been happier. To have their first child. Things couldn't have been going any better. Devion and his parents lived in a rather large house. Most might call it a mansion, but there are some disputes about it between different people, but it doesn't matter right now.

Everything was going well. That is until his mother got pregnant again. Things started out as good as the pregnancy that she had with Devion except when she fell down the stairs. That was when she lost the baby, and found out that she wasn't going to be able to have anymore kids. Which brought Devions parents world crashing down. Because that was all they ever wanted was a big family.

Devion was a blessing to his parents, and they told him that everyday. They dreaded the day that he would pack his things up, and leave, and that would come sooner than either parents thought it would.

Both his mother, and father were magical blood, and both atteneded the same school. Which was where they met. When Devion got his acceptance letter to beauxbatons he was as excited as he could ever be, but his parents weren't thrilled at all.

Personality: Devion is quiet most of the time. He hates saying things that hurt people. If he says something that hurts someone it takes him a long time to get over it, and forgive himself for saying it. Not matter if the other person is over it already or not.

Devion is easily described as a teddy bear. He's sweet, and sometimes a little naive, but not all the time. He is very very smart, and loves to make friends.

Although there are times he can cop an attitude with someone it doesn't necessarilly happen all the time. Only when people make him very mad, and want to start an argument with him.

Sample RP: Devion had arrived at school at the most oppourtune moment. Classes had just gotten out, and everyone was on break. Although it wasn't the best situation things could have been better. HE could have gotten here in the middle of term, and could have made a ton of new friends, but now he's going to have to wait a little while to do something like that.

Devion sighed softly as he walked the grounds of the school. It was one of those habit things that happened when you were bored. He noticed people did it a lot when they were alone. The trip over here was pretty tireing, and here he was walking around the grounds. He could have went up to the common room, and gotten some sleep, but that was one thing that he hadn't plannned on doing right now. It seemed even more boring.

The sun was shining, and there were birds, and squrrels all kinds of little animals. Summer was here, and it was rather exciting to him. Devion stopped where he was, and took in a deep breath. The warm sticky air smelled good to him. He was just tired of all the snow, and the cold. It was time for a change, and this was definately a change for the good.

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eastern philosophy
quaint old buildings
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the sound of children's laughter
making origami
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quiet and sunny days
music, playing music, singing
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learning other languages
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[vickyserra]

First Name: Vicky
Last Name: Serra
Age: 17
Appearance:

History: Vicky's looks have got her a couple of boyfriends, neither lasting long. Her father and mother are both of magical blood. She has 2 brothers and a sister. Viktor and Grayhem are identical twins and 10-year-old wizards but Laura is a 7-year-old squib. She is adapting to living round wizards and is a perfectly ordinary muggle child. She goes to a muggle boarding school. The twin brothers have yet to start Beauxbatons.

Vicky never liked her mother and always wanted her father to divorce her, never-the-less, her father turned against her because of her veiws. She had to turn to her mother and brothers to help her a long in that period and she began to like her mother. Her father gradually settled down again and the only feud since was when Viktor ran away with her and Grayhem. He managed to convince them that it was a good idea. It was a while after the last incident and Vicky was beginning to feel bad against her parents again. They packed in a spare moment and hid there luggage under their beds. They slipped away in the dead of night and were found three days later by the police. Viktor was always the most stubborn and courageous one, whereas while Grayhem is the meek and quiet one, but like his father, he completely explodes now and again.Vicky is totally different all together. She is strong and powerful, and sometimes violent. She is not shy and quiet, but is a more silent, serious image.

Personality: Vicky is a serious girl and is never unsure. Her positiveness and her conviction she is always right land her in many arguments. Although she is not one to cross, she is easily softened up by males. She is always polite, never yells, but speaks with confidence. Vicky is occasionally cheeky, but has the right things to make her brother Grayhem calm down in an outburst. She is assuring when she wants to be, and very calm and loving. Despite being so cold and unknown most of the time. Its an advantage to her, because despite being self-assured, she is always confident and always manages to lift your spirits.

Sample RP: Vicky rolled over in her bed and checked her clock. At ten they would have to leave, because although the Hogwarts Express left at eleven, Lauras muggle train left at half-past. The twin-boys had nothing to worry about as they were only ten.
The clock said Nine. Vicky yawned. She slowly got out of the warmth of her duvet and dressed in muggle clothing, jeans and a jumper. She swung the rucksack carrying her robes and food over her shoulder. She climbed down the spiral staircase, jumping the last two.
"Morning," she threw to her mum in the kitchen as she walked past. She was soon surrounded by Viktor, Grayhem and Laura. She smiled as she hugged each of them in turn.
"Sit at the table now Viktor, mummys coming with some delicious pancakes....." At her words the three sat down in their places ready for their breakfast.

You need to add more to your History than that. Also you need to add more to your personality.

Is that alright?

I still think your History is kinda all over the place and not explained well.

Must be Sournois