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[joshua]

First Name: (Title: Prince) Joshua
Last Name: Christen
Age: 16
Appearance:

History:

His mother, a very accomplished pure blood witch was the daughter of King James Christen and Emerita Christen who met on the first day of their college years. Of course, Emerita Christen passed down her seer-blood through to both her daughter Erika and her son, Zoltan who are now some of most unmatched seers in the world and the heirs to the throne in Switzerland until a tragic accident killed Zoltan on the day that Erika Christen married her British husband Ryan Farnworth (who took his wife's royal name), who turned into the official King of Switzerland while Erika took the throne as Queen. They had two children, the first was Joshua Christen. He was born in May, on the seventeenth. It had been such a beautiful day, too.

When Joshua turned 9, his parents had had another son. His name was Nathan. Nathan's still very young and attends school in Switzerland. Meanwhile, Joshua discovered his seer abilities long before he found his magical abilities. His father was shocked and confused, he had never heard of a seer or a prophecy - he hadn't attended Hogwarts but had instead chosen not to learn magic despite the fact that he possessed a wand. Joshua was also confused since his mother had told him about her abilities, her mother's and grand-mothers and how it was rare to have it passed down to a son or male. That was why she had been so pleased with him.

Joshua wasn't too happy with the gift since he was teased by some of the other children in the neighborhood who had overheard his mother talking about it to one of his friends' mothers and bragging about the gift to her shocked face. So, they all stayed clear of him when he threatened to hurt them with his "seer powers" which was most untrue since seers didn't posses any extra powers other than foreseeing and stuff like that. His parents had received three letters to the three best schools in Europe, but had wanted Joshua to be learning somewhere where he could also learn a new language, so they sent him to Beauxbatons which is where he is now, trying his best to enjoy his schooling.

Personality:

witty That's one word to describe Josh, who's always open with hist friends and admirers. He's truly outgoing and clear with his emotions. He isn't fond of mind games and enjoys telling people exactly what he means. He hates having to guess since it's usually such a nuisance and a pain to have to think about it constantly.

intelligent Josh enjoys reading books quite a lot sometimes and will tend to quote authors and quotes from their books - he prefers novels from the muggle world since he has been so familiar with it despite the fact that he was pure and seer blood.

modest Josh doesn't necessarily like being in the spotlight all the time for his royalty, but he enjoys it sometimes. Other times when he's made a crew team or has done something like win a small game of quidditch with friends, he'll always want the light to shine on someone other than himself because those are team sports and not just for him to get the glory in.

romantic Josh has always loved girls and he's always felt attracted to every single one for one reason or another, but hasn't really had the chance to choose one. When he falls, he falls fast and hard and his heart always smashes when the girl senses that she's not ready for it and breaks up with him. Sometimes they like him for his royalty, sometimes they don't but Josh is getting fed up with trying to figure it out.

sensitive He isn't afraid to show his feelings or admit that he's a little nauseous when it comes to dissecting a hinkypunk or something. He doesn't like to make people think he's a tough, brave guy who can do anything because that's definitely not the case.

Sample RP:

Joshua sat in the middle of a field of roses, taking in every scent, every movement and every small notion of life around him. He heard singing, a choir perhaps, filled with soul and power and knew it had to be one of the best songs he had ever heard. He got up and ran toward the direction of where the sound was coming. Then it changed direction and he changed with it. It changed again, he changed. Again. Again. Again. AGAIN. Josh sat bolt upright drenched in a cold sweat. He knew he shouldn't try to look scared of a meadow full of flowers but he couldn't help it. It represented his most recent failed relationship with a girl named Fleur. It was ridiculous how a name could drive him nuts when he might have to use it in the future when wooing a prospective girlfriend or something. He ran his fingers through his hair, sitting up in his bed and staring around at the other boys in his room. It was dark, the window outside showed the stars twinkling above, smiling down upon him, as though they were ridiculing him for his dream. As though they could read his mind.

Joshua's blood ran cold. Read his mind. That was something he hadn't thought about for a while. He wondered if there was anything else he could do rather than read someone's mind. He was good at reading people's expressions and moods already once he got to know them fairly but maybe he could sense it in them and he knew their moods and knew their thoughts...? Nah, nothing like that had ever even been discovered with a seer in Europe, probably the world. It would have been in the Daily Prophet or some big paper like that. His parents would know about it and they would have him flown down to meet that person as soon as possible so he could make a "Seer friend" since his mother wanted him to make some. How was he supposed to find them when, honestly, they looked like every other guy and girl.

He lay back on his mattress, his head falling against his pillow, closing his eyes and wiping the dry sweat off his face. His hand was hot and his face felt freezing. He tucked his elbows under his covers and closed his eyes, imagining a girl in his History of Magic class droning on and on to their teacher and sighed.

He was asleep within seconds.

wc: 421 (I usually write more)

I'm thinking Rouerie.

[glamophonicx]

wip

``basics

Full name Rillnee Ana Pllyn
Age Seventeen
Gender Female
Weight Eight stones || One hundred and twelve pounds
Height 5'1"
Birthday May twentieth
Blood Half-blood
Heritage British
Patronus Unknown
Boggart Unknown

``history

Father Gregory Pllyn||Pure-blood wizard||45||Married
Mother Dorcas Morrow-Pllyn||Muggle||dead
Step-Mother Annalise Henry-Pllyn||Pure-blood witch||38||Married
Siblings Ryanne Pllyn||Pure-blood witch||3 weeks||Half-sister
Eric Henry||Pure-blood wizard||19||Step-Brother

Rillnee is British through and through. Born in Belfast, Norther Ireland (which is British) on January Third to Mr. Gregory Pllyn (wizard) and Mrs. Dorcas Morrow-Pllyn (muggle). Rilnee was a happy baby, and a beautiful one at that. And by the age of four she was already showing signs of magic, much to the pleasure of her parents.

Rillnee's Father worked at the Ministry of Magic and her Mother owned a small dance studio just down the road from their home, and it was at this studio where she learned how to dance. Rillnee was good at dance, contemporary in particular. But Rillnee had other interests such as reading and sports, these were the only competition to her passion of dance. But as they years went by Rilnee lost interest in dance and sports became her main focus in life. Although she did play Quidditch she prefered Lacrosse and Rugby, both very physical sports.

In her childhood, Rillnee attended a muggle Primary School, learning how to read and write. At school Rilnee wasn't the most intelligent but she was able to keep up with her studies and schoolwork which payed off with good marks. At the end of Rillnee's Year Five her Father received a large promotion in his job which required the family to move to Lille, France. Rillnee didn't continue muggle school there due to the fact that in only one year Rillnee would be off to Hogwarts.

But, on Rillnee's eleventh birthday she didn't receive the acceptance letter from Hogwarts as expect but the acceptance letter from Beauxbatons, which surprised her family greatly.

On the day Rillnee was suppose to leave for Beauxbatons her Mother died. She had been hit by a car while on her way to Star bucks. The whole family was sad about the death of Dorcas Morrow-Pllyn, in fact, Rillnee was so sad that she didn't go to Beauxbatons until four years later.

Rillnee was at Beauxbatons for no less than two months when news of what he Father had been doing behind her back reached her ears: he'd been dating a woman for years and ten months ago, enprengenated her and now married her. Of course Rillnee was hurt about this and rushed home only to find out that she was no longer welcome in her Father's life: he had a new family.

``personality

``sample

[rebeccapalmer]

First Name:Rebecca Lynn
Last Name:Palmer
Age:16

Appearance:Tall, Blonde hair and blue/brown eyes(depends)
History:Rebecca Lynn Palmer is the older sister of Esmeralda Palmer. Rebbecca was going to Hog warts but decided to transfer to Beauxbatons to be with her sister, but Esme swears that its so Rebecca can torture her. Rebecca will have to start over as a first year, but that is ok. Rebecca and Esme are always competing and Rebecca always wins. Rebecca and Esme do not necessarily get along, but they are there for each other when they need it.
Personality:Sweet and an overachiever
Sample RP:

Rebecca pulled out her muggle contraption, known as an Iphone, and pressed the keys to call her younger sister, Esmeralda, to tell her some good news. News, that only Rebecca would be pleased to hear. Rebecca waited and waited after each ring, Esmeralda had an older model phone that was also a muggle contraption, and needed replacing.

"Hello?" Came the sluggish voice on Esmeralda's side.

"Essie? Hey it's Becks. Did I wake you?" Rebecca asked calmly.

"Sort of, what do you want?" Asked Esmeralda curiously, Rebecca never called Esmeralda.

"I wanted to inform you that I am enrolling in Beauxbatons. I'll be there shortly and will be sorted. I hope to be a Rouerie, just like my little sis!" Rebecca gushed excitedly into the phone. There was a long pause and Rebecca was half sure that Essie had hung up on her. "Essie?"

"I'm here, sort of." Esmeralda picked at her ear and everything sounded the same. "Could you repeat that?" Esmeralda didn't believe that Rebecca had just said that. How could Mom and Dad have let Becks check out of Hogwarts? It was Becks who wanted to go to Hogwarts and Esme who wanted to go to Beauxbatons.

"I said I am coming to Beauxbatons. Expect to see me in five minutes, I'm apparating with Father." And with that Rebecca hung up her phone and stuffed it in her traveling cloak pocket, smiling all the while.

Please try to elaborate more on your personality and appearance so that they are each at least one good paragraph and also perhaps on the history, as all that you've mentioned at all about Rebecca is her sister.

[evoneedesirae]

this is me''

Name: Evonee[eve-on] Desirae Dechesne
Age:14
Birthday:1/25/1995
Gender:Female
Height:5'6"
Weight:117 lbs.
Blood:Pure Blood
Heritage:French-Spanish

history''

Mother:Elaine Dechesne|Pure Blood|Librarian|French|
Father:Richard Dechesne|Pure Blood|Private Investigator|Spanish|
Siblings:Evilynn Dechesne|Pure Blood|School-Age|French-Spanish|

Evonne Dechesne, a beautiful little baby girl, was born on January 25, 1995 to Elaine and Richard Dechesne. Evonee was a well behaved baby who took directions easily. By the time Evonne was five she was showing signs of magic. Her parents were very pleased that they had another little wizard in the family.

When Evonne was three another baby girl was introduced to the family, Evilynn Monroe Dechesne. Although Evonee was still noticed much by her parents she had been shoved aside quite a bit since the arival of the new baby. Evonee didn't like this and so she did as much as she could to get attention. But the more attention she tried to get the less her parents seemed willing to give. They would give her most anything she wanted to keep her busy.

Evonee begged for a piano and lessons for her ninth birthday. Her parents decided to get her a beautiful concert piano. From the first lesson Evonee loved piano. She would practice everyday, and all of her worries would dissapear. She no longer cared about her parents attention because she knew she would never be able to have it back anyway.

When Evonee was eleven. She recieved an acceptance letter from both Hogwarts and Beauxbatons. Her father was a private eye and got shot on the job near the time of her acceptance. The bullet got lodged into his spine. Unfortunately he would be paralyzed for the rest of his life. Evonee decided she would stay with her father for recovery instead of attending magic school.

A little over two Years later her parents insisted she attend magic school with her little sister. So she left that year along with her younger sister to attend Beauxbatons acamemy of Magic.

personality''

Evonee is a serious thinker. She doesn't really think past what everything seems to be. She never really doubts what people say is fact and tends to not imagine much.

She's a very intelligent young lady, and tries extremely hard with her studies. She tries not to make low grades and rarely slips up.

Evonee gets stressed very easily. Normally if you happen to stumble upon her she would probably be stressed out.

She's very sociable. She tries to stay in a popular group as much as she possibly can and usually suceeds. Although she does hang out with people who aren't popular. She tries to make sure she has a variety of friends.

sample rp''

Evonee stepped onto the platform with her sister. As nervous as she was she couldn't wait to arrive. She grabbed her bags from her mother's freshly mousterized hands and walked toward her train."Adieu, ma mère chérie," her little sister said sadly as she hugged her mom. "Adieu, ma belle fille" replied her mother as they slowly left their embrace. "Au revoir maman, merci de me souvenir," Evonee mumbled to herself as she jumped on the train.

She stared out the window as the train started to move. She watched her mother wave goodbye to her little sister. "Evonee!" "Evonee!" a voice shouted from over the seat. Evonee blinked violently to bring her self back to reality. "What!" she snapped back as she turned to see her little sister leaning over the seat in front of her. "I, I, I just wanted to ask when the snack cart comes by." Evonee told her sister when the cart came and then instantly moved to the back of the train.

For the rest of the ride Evonee sat in the back of the train and waited for someone to offer her company. Of course the longer she sat the more anxious she got. In abohut an hour of sitting she layed her head against the window and stared at the natural beauty surrounding her. She stared until she eventually fell asleep.

Please make sure that your sample RP is in the point of view of your actual character as stated on page one and then I can sort you.

Ok, I'm sorry. I've fixed my rp sample now.

Must be Rouerie

[chuck]

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FULL NAME , chuck daniel parker

AGE , seventeen, forever

APPEARANCE , moving mountains Chuck has a distinct figure. He has his crazy hair then his subtle yet disturbing eyes. Those two eyes have a long, detailed, horrifying story behind them. Then you have his suit, which looks untouched and proper. Chuck had a twin who was, compared to him, like honey and mustard, black and white, sweet and sour. They get along, but bearably. Bill was proper on the inside, however had a horrifying image to others. Chuck usually wears a buttoned up t shirt and jeans. Sometimes there is a tie that goes with it, loosely, usually flopping around everywhere. There is never a special occasion where Chuck is not found without his best shoes, his tightest black jeans, and the brightest buttoned down neon shirt he has. He has taste, and he knows.

HISTORY , Conner Parker was a runaway child. His father abused him and his mother, so at the age of fifteen he dropped out of high school and run away to another city. Life was pretty rough until he was eighteen. He got a job at a local fast food restaurant and fell in love with his co-worker, Jane Westley. When Conner was twenty three and she was twenty one they bought an apartment together and were both happy. It took only a few months before Jane found out she was pregnant. Both Conner and Jane were ecstatic. A few weeks passed when they found out when they were due and that two male children were coming out. Conner promised that he would never do what his father did to him to his own children. Conner promised if he was even a little bit close to doing what his father did he would seek help. Jane and Conner both had promising parenthood features and dreams.

A few months passed and out came William, Bill, and Chuck. From the beginning you could see them squabbling. They came out holding each other, which caused much pain for Jane. Too much pain. While Bill and Chuck were getting cleaned off, Conner and Jane's sister where right beside Jane. She was screaming. That was the last day for Jane Westley. Conner was never the same. He took the twins to france and hid from himself and his past. Bill grew up as a fine young man at the age of fourteen and Chuck looked the same as Bill on the outside but never got over the fact that he had no mother and that his father ignored him and his brother. He hid from himself, like his father, and got into drinking and drugs at a young age. At the age of sixteen Bill got his first car after his first try. It took Chuck five times, but still got a car in the end. During Hallowe'en '08 Chuck was driving home, a bottle of vodka in his right hand, and had his left hand on the wheel, when a 'tipsy' twin of his walked slightly into the road. Chuck panicked. He swiveled back and forth and then slammed into his brother. The crash caused even more commotion. So he ran away. As far as he could.

Chuck was doing okay for his first few weeks alone. He had gotten a job at a restaurant waiting tables, and cash was good enough for him to buy an apartment and go back into school. One night, however, Chuck was walking back home after taking a longer shift than usual when he spotted some dazzling young women, about maybe two years older than himself. They were giggling, obviously coming back from some party, and pointing discreetly at Chuck. Since he had a good day, he decided to walk over to them and try to hit it off. He walked over to them and they stopped dead in their tracks. Their giggling faces suddenly became thirsty and mean. Their mouths were suddenly dripping with saliva. Chuck backed off some steps but they were too fast for him. They jumped up onto him and bit him on his hand. Chuck moaned and screamed. His face felt on fire. The venom, he discovered later, was spreading around him. He screamed and ran around in circles. How come no one was helping? Chuck kept moaning, but then the pain was gone. He stopped moving and laid down on the ground and fell asleep.

He awoke and found himself in a forest. Another person was sitting down beside him. His name was Alex. Alex explained to him that he was now a vampire. Chuck didn't believe him at first, but after Alex explained Chuck ran away some more. He decided to try out his 'vampiric powers'. He ran home that night, getting from three different cities in less than a half hour. He got his mail a week after and got a letter from this school named 'Beauxbatons'. He read more about it and decided to give it a shot. So he did, and is now enjoying his first year, but always in the back of the classroom.

PERSONALITY , Chuck Daniel Parker. Three simple words. There are many different words, speeches, quotes, categories, etc. to describe this seventeen year old young man. Chuck can be described as dirty, playful, alarming, scheming, daring, secretive and romantic. These seven words poorly summarize Chuck, although this quote hits him right on the spot; 'Behind every good looking girl, there's a guy looking at her a*s, but also thinking about her favorite color.' Chuck is a perverted, money and s*x obsessed teenager, but once he falls in love, he'll be there for you, as much as you care for magic he would make you care for him. During his time in alleyways and on streets begging for money, Chuck learnt patience. From having a brother, Chuck learnt responsibility. And from his many girlfriends and relationships, Chuck learnt compassion. Chuck Parker is a mysterious guy, and Chuck Parker is a secretive guy. But underneath that cold, hard, perverted interior you can find a sweet, caring, sensitive, romantic waiting to burst out and watch The Notebook with you.

SAMPLE ROLE PLAY , ( I put this in a quote because it looked weird having no containment. But don't worry, i wrote it myself right now. )

it's like moving mountains ,

Chuck sighed. He breathed in some fresh air, and walked toward the lake. The rain started to pound down, so he covered up his head with the hoodie Chuck bought the other day, but left the zipper flying around for the fun of it. The rain kept on going, and started to flood through the hood. Chuck grunted, disappointed that his hair was ruined. He started to walk toward the dock, when groups of other teenagers noticed the pouring rain and started to head inside. Chuck was basically the only one out here now. He took off his hood and took his right hand and ruffled through his light brown hair. His dark, black, shady, sunglasses were no use now, but Chuck left them on to look more mysterious and moody. Or at least to look even more moody and mysterious than he already looked. Chuck took his two arms and outstretched them backward so he could lean on them comfortably. After staring at the lake for about three minutes, pondering on his day so far, and wondering how his next two classes would be like, he decided to lie down on his back. And so he did. Chuck's black hoodie was getting soaked through, but it didn't really matter to Chuck. He just continued to lie down, and also lie his hands on top of his stomach, barely touching each other.

The cool breeze felt good, combined with the rain pouring onto Chuck's vampiric skin. No one knew he was a vampire, except for Alex and the people he killed. Although he took some pride in learning how to not be such a dangerous monster to humans, Chuck also took a little pride in figuring out, all by himself, how to kill and hunt for himself since no one was really ever there for him. Chuck's life at Beauxbatons has been sufficient. He had made friends, kind of, gotten high grades, sort of, and was just kind to everyone he met - not really. Okay, fine. Chuck was having probably the worst time of his life at the academy. He had not made more than one or two friends, not gotten anything higher than a C+ and Chuck always kept his hands in his pockets and kept his face down while he was walking around in the hallways and such. Chuck was disappointed. He was disappointed at the school ... Disappointed at himself ... And even more disappointed about that night. The night where Chuck killed his brother ...

Chuck rolled over so that his head was sticking to the wooden dock, and groaned. He hated that night. Chuck hated thinking about it, and because of that never drove, drank alcohol, or celebrated in anyway for Hallowe'en again. Chuck groaned more, but this time for the pain the wood was causing his face. Chuck rolled back over and now was drenched front and back, and yet the rain and cool breeze had no mercy. They continued to pour down and run by. He wished he had at least a few friends. Or a girlfriend. Then Chuck smiled remembering what his past with girls was like. But Chuck was shallow. He had a preference. Chuck liked his girls tall, chesty, and revealing - which means in their clothing. But that was only if Chuck wanted to sleep with them. If he did not, then Chuck liked them thoughtful, romantic, and scheming, like himself. Chuck thinks of himself as a kind, romantic, scheming, annoying, thoughtful, perverted, type of guy. And he just doesn't get why no one would date him. Or why, the people he dated him only lasted a day and then spilt something on top of his head. Chuck frowned, which moved his face shape, which caused one of the rain drops to fall directly into his eye. He groaned and sat up rubbing his eye to try and get the water-infected rain drop out. If Chuck remembered correctly every school made him an outsider. It wasn't just this school. He sighed and put his palms on his cheeks and his fingers, which were together, on his eye lids. He could never do anything right, and thats why Chuck always ran away from everything. Chuck is around 3/4 the same of his dad. The other quarter is that he can be thoughtful, Chuck is a vampire, and Chuck would never spaz out on his kids like what his father did.

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Please try to remember that some language and mannerisms aren't meant to be used here at Beauxbatons, and that one would normally have exhibited some wizardry before jumping straight into a magic school, even if one is a vampire. Otherwise, though, this is fairly well written. Difficult to sort, though. I'm thinking Sournois.

[natty]

First Name
Natalie
Last Name
Howl
Age
16

____________Appearance____________

___History___
Having a mother who died before she really ever got to know her she was brought up by her aunt and five brothers. Natalie's home, her aunt's, is located on a hillside. Her deceased father and eldest brother Rudolph were tragically killed in a late night fire a few years before Natalie was accepted into Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. The fire destroyed the family's home and most of their keepsakes, which left Natalie and her second eldest brother Oliver, third eldest brother Pen, second youngest brother Vince, and the youngest Van, to live with their closest and long time widowed aunt.
Natalie's an exact copy of her mother, to every little feature about her.
Her mother, Teloiv Silverflinch, a Witch like her; was a kind, well-loved woman who always put her family first, even till her dying day. Natalie is not saddened by the past of her family but does not bring it up regularly.
Her father on the other hand was simply a muggle who couldn't really care less of what he was, be it muggle or magical. He was a forgiving man and is still missed by his family dearly.
___Personality___
Coming from a family of generally kind and forgiving people, Natalie's mindset is to always put others before herself, usually. At an early age; 2 to be exact, her father taught her the finer points of giving back. The idea that giving back will later reward you in life, and it is better to give than receive. And Natalie's lived by it every day of her young life. Natalie has a personality that can change along with her settings such as a chameleon. She can be witty and quick to make a comeback, or she can be quiet, reserved and cool, and even genuinely competitive. Downside to having such a wide range of emotion for her however is that she's often left wondering which side she should show. Often left being practical yet hopeful at the same time just doesn't work well for Natalie, leaving her emotions a particularly weak spot in her character and giving her a personal insecurity about herself. However, one thing is hard for her to change, she's eccentric to a fault. Natalie doesn't fall into the 'normal' category in school. But she's far far away from a complete nut job.
She's the seemingly quiet girl who'd be first to make an odd suggestion, or give an unusual answer to a question.
Also make room for the frequent times you see her staring off into the clouds, her mind busy.
___Qualities___
^, Always kind, mostly gentle, & loyal to whom she loves.
^, Insecure about her wide range of emotions.
^, Sometimes competitive, she loves a good game. Usually.
^, Thoughtful to most everyone, mostly her own family, but also to her friends.
^, Not easily upset. It's hard to make Natalie truly mad at you, and if you have you must have done something awful.

Sample RP

She sat by her favorite river and let the cooling water trickle over her toes. Natalie loved it here, the peace and perfection of the woods, the songs the birds above sang just for her. She believed this place was magic and nothing any less.
She paid keen attention to every detail she saw: the colored pebbles, the moss on the side of the bank, and her reflection in the shallow water. It was unclear but she could see her outline waving back and forth in the water, and broke it with a splash from her foot.
She cut her eyes to the right, down the river to where it became wider and deeper. Natalie pushed herself up with both hands and with her bare and soaking feet she traveled right alongside the bank to where her eyes lead her.
At least 6 foot in depth now, the river moved only slightly faster and still kept its composure and beauty.
Natalie pulled her loosely tied hair out of a pony tail and let it fall. Dark auburn brown hair flowed in loose waves halfway down her back.
And with that, she dove in.

I need a little more in her personality, specifically faults.

So sorry. Edited. Hope that's better.

Must be Cossu.

[courteneymorlock]

First Name: Courteney Everette
Last Name: Morlock
Age: 17
Appearance:

With shoulder length silver blonde hair, and bright hazel eyes Courteney looks nearly identical to the rest of her family. Carrying Veela blood her appearances are pleasing to muggles but she in now way stands out among other Veela's, and to them she is rather plain.

History:

Born and raised in a small village in eastern Germany, Courteney is the oldest of her five siblings. Her mother, being a full-blooded Veela, often turned heads all around the country leaving her first daughter to feel overshadowed by her mothers renown beauty, and she isolated herself from her. Her mother disappeared when her only daughter turned seven, and she left with her father, a wizard, who, almost three years later, remarried a quarter-Veela. In which, in the last seven years, 5 children were born. All carrying genes of Veela's.

Courteney, though adored by her siblings, had little or no affection toward them, and though her father is convinced that her mother is deceased, Courteney still harbors hope that she will reunite with her mother whom she once had a bad relationship with.

After unable to go to school for four years, do to the fact her five young siblings needed another care taker besides good ol' mom and dad, Courteney has the opportunity to go to Beauxbatons.

Personality:
Independent - Though not a "loner", Courteney has known how to get by on her own, without trying too hard of course. Her opinions are what matters, and she doesn't let anyone else get inside of her head. What she believes is what she believes, but she never speaks out against any one else opinions, she believes everyone has their right to their own opinions, though she will list reasons among reasons why the other is wrong inside her head later.

Lazy
In an attempt to rebel against her father from keeping her from further schooling beyond elementary school, she tried to show him she was no help in carrying for her siblings, but this plan drastically back fired as the children still desperately wanted her around. She has very little motivation to do anything that doesn't benefit her, which in a way makes her a tad selfish, but this doesn't bother her. But when she wants to do something, she does it well, and though she has the ability to impress others, she has no need to do so. Sleep and no stress is an excellent combination for her.

Witty
Though this trait does not show up to her family most of the time, Courteney actually is considered quite clever and funny when around friends, few that she has, though her personality is not necessarily "shining" she is still, for the most part, liked among her peers.

Sample RP:

Courteney arrived at the sight of her new home with a sigh of sorrow, but that sorrow soon became relief as the rest of her family pulled out of their carriage and clung to her. Her youngest siblings clung to the silk like static and Courteney desperately tried to shake them off.

"It's okay," she stated monotonously, "I'll visit often, I'm just going off to school"
She thought to herself for a moment and prayed that her father, who looked concerned, hadn't changed his mind about letting her go. He looked at her for a second, Courteney breaking eye contact almost immediately. His mouth opened a bit, but only to bit his lip and he looked back toward the school he was sending his first born too. He took a hand through his hair and sighed.

He looked as if he wanted to say something, but no matter what it would be Courteney was determined to walk through these doors and maybe, just maybe, make something of herself. She knew her father believed in her, and her step-mother was nice enough to encourage her as well. But it meant nothing compared to her self-determination, she was going to do this on her own. Her life had not been particularly awful, in which she shook that idea from her head, but she was ready for something new, to see new faces, and to not have to worry about the past, she was going to be different.

Feeling her pockets to make sure her new wand was still in place, without a word she took a step forward, trying to silently signal that it was time for her family to leave. One of her sisters still refused to let go, but their father got the message, pulled her back. Courteney turned around and saluted her family with a long forgotten smile, and her father gently smiled back holding out his hand, Courteney shook it, and for the first time in awhile, she had a connection with her father- it was a good note to start new connections with.


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Sorry! There you go!

Please try to give me a bit more to work with in her personality before I can sort her into a house properly. Also, try to describe what you already have a bit better, please. Personality sections are meant to add up to at least a paragraph.

[esmeraldastone]

First Name:Rebecca Lynn
Last Name:Palmer
Age:16
Appearance:
History: Rebecca Lynn Palmer is the older sister of Esmeralda Palmer. Rebecca is the oldest daughter of five kids in the Palmer family. Like Esme, she ahs appeared in her family’s movies. Rebecca loves the limelight and wants to continue making more movies. Rebecca was going to Hog warts but decided to transfer to Beauxbatons to be with her sister, but Esme swears that its so Rebecca can torture her. Rebecca will have to start over as a first year, but that is ok. Rebecca and Esme are always competing and Rebecca always wins. Rebecca and Esme do not necessarily get along, but they are there for each other when they need it.
Personality: Rebecca is spiteful and mean to her younger sister. Rebecca can be an overachiever, nice, conniving and sweet all at the same time. She is always plotting something and it’s hardly ever good. She may be able to fool everyone around her that she is popular and nice, but deep down she is evil to her sister. Her world revolves around torturing her.
Sample RP:
Rebecca pulled out her muggle contraption, known as an Iphone, and pressed the keys to call her younger sister, Esmeralda, to tell her some good news. News, that only Rebecca would be pleased to hear. Rebecca waited and waited after each ring, Esmeralda had an older model phone that was also a muggle contraption, and needed replacing.

"Hello?" Came the sluggish voice on Esmeralda's side.

"Essie? Hey it's Becks. Did I wake you?" Rebecca asked calmly.

"Sort of, what do you want?" Asked Esmeralda curiously, Rebecca never called Esmeralda.

"I wanted to inform you that I am enrolling in Beauxbatons. I'll be there shortly and will be sorted. I hope to be a Rouerie, just like my little sis!" Rebecca gushed excitedly into the phone. There was a long pause and Rebecca was half sure that Essie had hung up on her. "Essie?"

"I'm here, sort of." Esmeralda picked at her ear and everything sounded the same. "Could you repeat that?" Esmeralda didn't believe that Rebecca had just said that. How could Mom and Dad have let Becks check out of Hogwarts? It was Becks who wanted to go to Hogwarts and Esme who wanted to go to Beauxbatons.

"I said I am coming to Beauxbatons. Expect to see me in five minutes, I'm apparating with Father." And with that Rebecca hung up her phone and stuffed it in her traveling cloak pocket, smiling all the while.


ooc-That good? I hope so ^.^

[rebeccapalmer]

First Name:Rebecca Lynn
Last Name:Palmer
Age:16
Appearance:
History: Rebecca Lynn Palmer is the older sister of Esmeralda Palmer. Rebecca is the oldest daughter of five kids in the Palmer family. Like Esme, she ahs appeared in her family’s movies. Rebecca loves the limelight and wants to continue making more movies. Rebecca was going to Hog warts but decided to transfer to Beauxbatons to be with her sister, but Esme swears that its so Rebecca can torture her. Rebecca will have to start over as a first year, but that is ok. Rebecca and Esme are always competing and Rebecca always wins. Rebecca and Esme do not necessarily get along, but they are there for each other when they need it.
Personality: Rebecca is spiteful and mean to her younger sister. Rebecca can be an overachiever, nice, conniving and sweet all at the same time. She is always plotting something and it’s hardly ever good. She may be able to fool everyone around her that she is popular and nice, but deep down she is evil to her sister. Her world revolves around torturing her.
Sample RP:
Rebecca pulled out her muggle contraption, known as an Iphone, and pressed the keys to call her younger sister, Esmeralda, to tell her some good news. News, that only Rebecca would be pleased to hear. Rebecca waited and waited after each ring, Esmeralda had an older model phone that was also a muggle contraption, and needed replacing.

"Hello?" Came the sluggish voice on Esmeralda's side.

"Essie? Hey it's Becks. Did I wake you?" Rebecca asked calmly.

"Sort of, what do you want?" Asked Esmeralda curiously, Rebecca never called Esmeralda.

"I wanted to inform you that I am enrolling in Beauxbatons. I'll be there shortly and will be sorted. I hope to be a Rouerie, just like my little sis!" Rebecca gushed excitedly into the phone. There was a long pause and Rebecca was half sure that Essie had hung up on her. "Essie?"

"I'm here, sort of." Esmeralda picked at her ear and everything sounded the same. "Could you repeat that?" Esmeralda didn't believe that Rebecca had just said that. How could Mom and Dad have let Becks check out of Hogwarts? It was Becks who wanted to go to Hogwarts and Esme who wanted to go to Beauxbatons.

"I said I am coming to Beauxbatons. Expect to see me in five minutes, I'm apparating with Father." And with that Rebecca hung up her phone and stuffed it in her traveling cloak pocket, smiling all the while.


so did not mean to do that under my Esmeralda account! Can you take it off of that account for me please?

You still hardly mentioned anything other than Rebecca's sister, so perhaps try to develop her history more in your role playing. I'm thinking Sournois.

[alyessa]

First Name: Alyessa "Aly"
Last Name: Vallee`
Age: 16
Appearance:
History: Alyessa was born in Nice, France on December 19, 1993 to Maryanne and Lauren Vallee`. Her mother was a house wife, while her father provided for the family as a chef and restaurant owner. She is the only child born to the couple and from the early years of her life showed signs of magical talents. Her parents were confused by their child’s abilities and often thought about having her submitted for observation. She was eventually observed by a specialist who could find nothing wrong with her, and so her parents just accepted that she had gifts.

Her family life was normal but she has a somewhat materialistic relationship with her father. He spends a lot of time with his work and by the time he gets home most nights she would already be asleep. Because of that she and her mother became very close; her mother was her greatest supporter and was always there for her any time she had a little magical accident. She had them a lot most often when she wanted something that wasn’t given to her or was upset. Over time she learned to control it for the most part taking the number of times it happed down by a extreme measure.

It wasn’t until her eleventh birthday that she and her family realized just how many gifts she possessed. Her letter from Beaubatons arrived informing them all that she was a witch and would learn about her powers at the school. She was thrilled to learn that she wasn’t alone with her gift and that there were others out there like her as well. When she was admitted to the academy she was in awe of the castle and was also taken back by the entire wizarding world. It took some getting used to, and even now it seemed that she was always learning something new but she was happy to be a part of that community.

Personality: Aly gives off the impression that she is nice and overall friendly to everyone, but don’t let her looks fool you there is more. She can be very nice to the people she likes or finds useful, but she is also ambitious, manipulative, and vengeful. She is very smart, but also knows how to let lose and be the life of the party. For the most part she is fun to be around and will always keep her friends entertained, but she is also hot headed. If you and on her bad side you will be sad that you did and once you’re on it there is no coming back.

Sample RP:
Alyessa walked into Beauxbatons and felt the familiar rush of nerves that had befallen her during her first year there, "have fun and don't forget to write," her father had told her as she double checked her trunk to make sure she had everything. She had been so nervous that day, being surrounded by all those witches and wizards who she knew had to know more than she did. That year though it seemed that all her worries had been for no reason because she fell into student life easily, making friends and doing well in her classes. There were the occasional problems with other students and the fact that she almost failed herbology, but all and all it was an amazing first year. Now here she was again at the grand entrance preparing for her second year of school.

She looked around the room taking in all the familiar sights of the grand room that she was standing in, the beauty of the castle never ceased to awe her. There were still places within these walls that Alyessa hadn't been, but she hoped that this year she would see more than she had previously. The swarm of students in the room were all awaiting the same, the arrival of the first years. She hadn't laid eyes upon them yet but she they would be a sight to see, amazed by everything they saw. They had all been there once before and she was glad this year it wouldn't be her turn. All heads turned as the double doors opened and in came the new students, now all they could do was wait to welcome the new members of their houses.

It must be Sournois

[celestialguardian]

First Name:
Guardian

Middle Name:
Claramond

Last Name:
Night

Title:
Royal
( secretly a princess and it's such a secret that even she doesn't
know about it yet ^^" )

Blood:
Pure-Blood

Age:
14

Appearance:


Family
Fleur Night-Royal-pure blood-died at age 34
Acelet Night-pure blood-Royal-36

History:

Childhood Age 1-10
Born on the autumnal equinox in 1994 in Paris, France to the
somewhat happy Night couple. She was named after her
grandmother who had just recently died in a car accident the day
of guardian's birth. Her grandmother was the one person who
kept her mother safefrom her father, ever since the two had
gotten married it seems as though he'd become a completely
different person, a sort of monster in a few ways. She never really
understood her grandmother's nor her own name's meaning until
she turned five and that was the first time she'd ever seen her
father hit her mother. Ever since then she was frightened of him,
but mostly scared for her own mother's well being over her own.

Protecting a person is a lot of responsibility, especially for a little
kid. But ever since that day she's tried to take every type of self
defense class she could think of; fencing, martial arts, etc. But
even with all her training she still couldn't find a way to stand up
to her father and end her mother's suffering before it was too
late. Once she turned ten her father became even more of a
monster in her eyes once he beat her mother sensless after
coming back drunk after spending half the night at a club with a
few other royals. Guardian's mother told her that it wasn't his
fault she was such a terrible wife.

And that was really the last straw with her, she felt that her
mother should just leave him and run away with Guardian
someplace safe. But her mother refused to leave her husband and
kept letting the beatings happen. So late at night Guardian just
left her delusional mother and abusive father and went out on her
own to find a new place to live. She didn't really care where as
long as she had some type of shelter and something to eat.
Guardian went to the one place she knew she'd e safe, the large
church which was a few miles away from her home. For a year
she lived there becoming physically and mentally ready for the day
she got her mother back to come and live with her.

Guardian spend most of her time at the church rebuilding the large
garden for the nuns who kept her safe and working in the kitchen
to earn her stay there. She didn't mind working, in fact guardian
rather enjoyed being able to keep her mind on something and not
her mother and father.

Most Recent 11-14
Once she turned eleven years old guardian felt she was ready to
face her father once more and to save her mother. But when she
returned to her house she found something she didn't expect.
She found her mother lying dead with her father covered in her
blood and kneeling over her body. It came to her as such a shock
since she never really expected her father to go this far with it all.
All the self defense training she'd gone through over the years
seemed to disappear as a sort of new fire built up in her chest
along with rage and sorrow. A sort of wind suddenly burst through
the room and the window's glass suddenly shattered. Her father
knew what was going on, she had finally found her powers as
some might say.

It all came to a bit of a suprise at first but she quickly learned how
to control it all without any help. Her father seemed to be very
pleased and had forgotten his wife's lifeless body on the floor and
started to walk closer toward Guardian. The only thing she felt the
need to do was run, so that's what she did. she ran until she
reached the church, but kept on running until she was safely
locked in her room. After that she just cried, for days and days
until one of the nuns came in with a letter for Guardian. It was an
acceptance letter to Beauxbaton's Academy of Magic, something
her father probably signed her up for. She knew nothing of the
school at first, except that her mother went there a while back
before she met her father.

One of the nuns, who happened to be a witch named Emily, tried
to persuade her to go to the school saying it would be a good
way to keep away from her father for a while. Guardian thought
about it for a few weeks and finally agreed once she knew just
about everything she needed to know about the school.

Personality:

Protective
Guardian lives up to her name about 100% of the time. Whenever
someone who she knows or doesn't is in trouble she'll always
come to their rescue whether they like it or not. It was just
something she came to do since birth due to her horrific past. So
she mainly does it because she wasn't able to save her mother
from her father that dreadful night and thinks that saving
others will make up for losing her mother.

Sarcastic
Even when she's not trying to Guardian can be very sarcastic at
times, especially when she feels as though the person she's talking
to is a bit too childish or is somewhat foolish. Mainly she does it for
her own sort of amusement, since she finds the look on their faces
once she does it to be rather priceless. But at other times she
uses it as a sort of defense against those who wish to break the
walls she's built around her for all those years, and tries to become
her friend or maybe more.

Stubborn
When Guardian has her mind set to something she'll do it no
matter when others may think about it. Since it's really not in her
nature to listen to authority of any sort so she tends to do as she
pleases. If she needs to she can stick with an argument for hours
on end just to get her point across. Or she'll do whatever it takes
to make something happen or no happen depending on how
dangerous that thing may be.

Serious
For her age she's a bit too serious and less carefree then she
should be for a fourteen-year-old, even for her stature. Guardian
takes life a bit too seriously and just lets it pass by her without
even a small notice. She tends to be somewhat on her guard at
all times, not really sure of what she's looking out for though.
Though most would say it's because of her past, she would say
that it's best if those who knew what's best for them would keep
out of her life and never bring up the past.


Flirtatious
Past all the seriousness and Sarcastic behavior is a normal teenage
girl who just loves to chat it up with guys her age or a few years
older. She's not all too sure why that is, but she just can't seem
to lay off the flirting and keep her nose in her books. It's not as
though she really intends to do anything with the guys she flirts
with, she just loves to mess with their minds and hearts whenever
she possible can. Attention is somewhat like a drug to her at times
and it seems as though men are the only thing she needs to keep
sane at times.

Sample RP:
It had been a while since guardian had stepped foot in her
parent's home since she'd run away when she was ten. Nothing
there felt out of place or even the slightest bit different, the
same creepy feeling she felt when she was in the house had
come back causing her to remember why she'd left in the first
place. But now she was strong, and knew she could protect her
mother better then she did when she was younger. Though she
wasn't all too sure if her father was still alive or even living in the
house, she had the strangest feeling her parents were together
and that her mother was hurt. she still remembered the overall
layout of her house, even though it was much larger then a
normal house. Without another thought she ran toward her
parents room knowing that that was the one place where her
parents would be if her father was still beating her mother. It was
the only private room in the house due to all the servants running
around everywhere and sticking their noses in places where they
don't belong. She finally reached the door when she heard a
sudden cracking noise, like glass shattering or a vase breaking
which to her didn't sound very reassuring. Without even turning
the doorknob she broke open the door to find her father kneeling
over her mother's motionless body on the tile floor of their
bedroom with the shattered remains of a large white vase next to
her head. A large pool of blood was forming at a rapid speed
causing Guardian to drop to her knees in the doorway almost
immediately after looking at her mother.

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I almost want to say Cossu, but I think you'd be better suited for Rouerie! It must be Rouerie.

[auroraglass]

Name: Aurora Glass

Age: 16

Appearance: (Auro) for short is 5' 7" has very pale pink skin with Long dark cherry red hair worn in a plait down past his knees. he is very feminine and slender with big blue/ green eyes that change color and on occasion turn purple, but mostly look like a stormy sea. he looks young but tall and girlie.

History: Aurora was born in Ireland where his mother lived and his father met his mother a year earlier.

Aurora's mother was a Sidhee a Fae who traditionally eat men but she was different she wanted to have a baby and she grew fond of the man named Alric Glass and didn't want to eat him and after 2 years she fell in love with him.

Aurora's mother was named Bella Lynn and she came from the "Daoine Sidhe" the dark fae court but she was anything but dark she was beautiful and kind artistic and insightful but nothing could prepare her for the surprise and the disappearance of her husband.

One day Alric came to Bella and told her he was a wizard and that he was in danger because he was special and he couldn't keep them hidden forever he said he loved her and good bye then he went away with a pop she was horror struck she had an 8 year old child to take care of all by herself now and she had moved with him to a human area.

Bella Packed that night and in the morning she moved Aurora and herself to a cottage in the forests with her people not to hear from a wizard or human for quite a while till a note flew in with an owl saying "You have been permitted a position at Beauxbatons School of magic". with a list of required reading and items to be used at the school.

Personality: Aurora is kind, quiet but sociable, creative and kind of whimsical, happy but has an anxiety issue with people leaving him all alone, he also has a social stigma when it comes to men due to the fact that he grew up with many women who ate men and one who was hurt by a man but condemned killing them.

Sample RP: Aurora stood in line to be sorted listening to the other students. Talk about the importance of being in the "right" house and how any body who wants to do well better be in the "right" house which depending on the person had to be one of the three and everyone said something different was spinning through his head like a kaleidescope with the thoughts that he didn't know why he was here.

His mother had made him come because she had said that he was to have contact with his own kind and that it was not healthy to live with just the Sidhee women who loved him but were not the entire world.

Aurora held a Hawthorne seed his mother had given him and was to plant when he got here in one hand and a pendant made by his father for him before he left in the other. His mother had just told him that after his father disappeared she found the pendant under his pillow.

a door opened and a woman came out carrying a beautiful rich blue cloak and many of the students got hysterical at the sight of it while Aurora just hoped he didn't mess up and that afterwords he could eat and relax while planting the seed and writing a note to his mother.

What had he gotten into?

Before I will even read your application, your display name must match the name in this application. Thanks.

[athena]

First Name: Athena

Last Name: Cunning

Age:14

Appearance: Athena has flowing silver hair with sky blue streaks. Her eyes are a steel silverish color that changes to amethyst in the dark. Shes's 4'11 and has beautiful, fair skin that goes well with her full, red lips. Athena is usually seen with expensive cloths and cloaks but the one attire that does stand out is a cresent moon necklace that she always wears.

History: Athena comes from a rich and well-known pureblood family. Her family is known for there riches. Athena has a twin brother named Ares that goes to Durmstrang and a little brother named Hades. Its a family tradition on her mothers side to be named after Greek and Roman Gods and Goddesses. Athena's mothers name is Venus, Roman Goddess of Love and Beauty, a previous student of Beauxbatons Academy and Athena's father, Damien, is a graduated student of Durmstrang.

Personality: Athena is confident in every thing she does. Although Athena is arrogant and full of herself she is very protective of her friends and family. Athena is reserved and prefers to speak when spoken to directly, although she will defend herself. Every thing Athena does is done with grace and elegance but as of late Athena is slowly realizing her prejudice behavior and is slowly changing her attitude. Through a previous experience Athena is having trust issues and relies on impulse most of the time.

Sample RP:
Athena sighed once as she saw rested her head on the seat of the carrige. It was going to take a while until she reached the academy and she might as well get some sleep. Her mind went black as she drifted out of consciousness.

A rough voice woke her up, she was almost at the Academy. She placed a charm on her suitcases to make it lighter as she landed. Her lips twitched into a smile for a second as she thought about her family before she frowned. As she grew up she was taught how to control her emotions, her father said it was weak to not be able to handle out of control emotions and as a Cunning she was any thing but weak. With her head held high she walked towards the first years and new students of Beauxbatons. Although she was curious as to what house she would be sorted in her face was unreadable.

I think more needs to be added to your history. Maybe your personality as well. Thanks.

ok i'll fix it.

History: Well, as Athena grew up she was taught to respect her superiors and live by honor and pride. Athena's father wanted her to go to Durmstrang with her brother but Athena's mother conviced him to let her go to Beauxbatons. Although Athena enjoys the daytime she likes night more because she likes watching the stars and moon. Athena and her brother are identical looking because they both have silver hair and silver eyes. Athena and Ares were practically inseperable before they went to different schools and are very protective of each other. Athena's little brother, Hades is a trouble-maker and he's very self-centered and greedy. As Athena was growing up she was taught that with the right connections she could get out of trouble and grow more powerful.

Personality: Athena is extremely ambitious and if she wants some thing she will go through extreme lengths to get it. Athena likes to surpass others in order to feel acomplished. Although Athena likes to spend a lot of her free time writing her twin brother she can be seen practicing Defence Against the Dark Arts and some times learning about the Dark Arts, too. Also, Athena is vain and uses her beauty to her advantage. Athena is extremely good at persuading turning people against each other although she doesnt do it much.

Make sure to use spell check in RPs. Also it's kinda hard to sort you because your personality is all over the place lol. But I think you will fit well in Rouerie! So it must be Rouerie!

[olivie]

first name:
olivie theresa
last name:
bonnet
age:
fifteen
appearance:

history:
Jean Paul and Odette were what one could see as the 'perfect' couple. They rarely fought, and loved each other like it was their honey moon even after having their first child. It was easy, expected. Jean Paul was the town judge and before she quit to become a housewife, Odette was a aspiring legal secretary. Everything changed for them the moment they decided to start a family, and they haven't looked back. Olivie's brother was born just two short years before her. He was a healthy, bouncing baby boy. The kind that would grow up learning more about sports and cars than anything that might be considered a 'girl thing'. While Odette loves her son more than anything, she longed for a daughter.

The young wife finally found that daughter with Olivie who was just like everyone else. At least that's what she would like to think. There were a few minor complications at birth and she was rather small. Something that holds true to this day. Either way, Olivie was brought home after a few short weeks in the hospital and was instantly the center of attention, most times to the chagrin of her older brother. But it wasn't something that could be helped, sibling rivalry at its finest. She was poked and hit more times that she would be able to count... if she could even remember that far. The young boy finally grew out of it when school started coming, first for him and then for her. Instead of fighting for attention they started to relish in each other's. Though he did have a knack for bragging about doing everything first.

Olivie progressed through school quite nicely, though was more known as 'Marat's younger sister' than anything. She was the tag along, the kid sister, the annoying one. She loves her older brother dearly and couldn't help but follow him around. She was shier than most, but somehow managed to make her own friends after the first couple of years. Primary school passed much in the same way, Livi never made many friends but the ones she did manage to make she kept. She was loyal, kind. People saw that and despite the fact that she wouldn't open up at first, that was probably her only saving grace.

All of that went along quite well until Olivie was sent a letter... by owl? Her family was confused and didn't know what to make of it. It was then that a representative came from the school and told the Bonnet family all about Beaubatons. Olivie ended up leaving her family and her friends in an effort to go learn more about magic, and the new world she had become a part of.
personality:
The first think to notice about Olivie is that she'll never be the life of the party. Well, maybe she could be, if she ever went to parties. She's a quiet girl by nature, despite having a rather diverse group of friends. None of them are especially close and she'd rather spend the evening curled up in a heap of blankets than trying to impress them with anything. Around her family and close friends however she does open up. She sticks up for herself more than you'd think with her brother and father hanging around, and is more of a rebel than she lets on. It's just hard to manage to get away. Livi has no problem letting people know what's on her mind either. Sometimes even to people she doesn't know. Though she does have to be careful when she speaks, as her mind to mouth filter is a little rusty. Sometimes she can hurt feelings, others she just ends up saying too much and getting herself into more trouble that she's worth.

Despite being told by everyone in her family that she's pretty and smart and absolutely wonderful, they're family they have to say that, Olivie is highly insecure. She is plagued by feelings of not being good enough and so tries just that little bit more. Whether it be getting good grades in school, or making a new friend. She wants to push it just that little bit farther to know that she did all that she could in the situation. You'll never get a chance to try it again. If you do great, but don't expect it by any means. Livi has a small fear that people are always sizing her up, so to speak. In a crowded room there is always someone looking at you at any given time, and she has an irrational fear of them judging her by how she acts, how she dresses, what she says. Even though the rational side of her knows it can't be true, she still can't help the feeling.

There are only a few things that will get the girl angry, and if you know what they are that means you've been on the receiving end of her temper. She has a very short fuse, but somehow she manages to keep it somewhat under control. She can't run around school yelling at everyone now can she? The good thing about that is on the flip side, she doesn't carry grudges. She's far too forgetful to remember an ill deed from the week before, sometimes even the hour before. Why go through life being mad at people, it's far too short to waste on negative emotions. Another thing that Livi has to deal with is being scared easily. Even trivial things such as loud noises make her jump about a mile. She recognizes this though and is usually the first to start laughing at herself.

Ahh, love. Young love? Maybe not in her stars. But Olivie is a complete and utter hopeless romantic. She blames it on the generation. Disney movies and romantic comedies. They always seem to end with the guy getting the girl and some form of a ride off in the sunset. How could she not grow into wanting that kind of relationship for herself. Don't worry, she's far from trying to push herself into any sort of relationship just so she can have that kind of love, not that she could if she tried mind you. Though she does have a very real fear of not being able to get it, whatever that it factor is. She's only fifteen, the thoughts should be far from her mind, but watching movies like that always get her.

Livi is almost overly sensitive. A lot of the things that most people are able to roll off their backs are taken to heart with her. Don't like her hair that day, think she can't dress to save her life? That's all well and good but if you manage to tell her... it's almost as if she's devastated. She isn't like most others in the fact that she can't hide her emotions to save her life. If she's happy, you'll know it. If she's sad, you'll definitely know that too. She has been known to be rather gullible and naive. A great example of this was when they were young, her brother used to tease her constantly. One of the 'stories' he would tell her involves a little girl who pulled her covers over her head more than three times and then poof, she died. While Olivie knows that it can't possibly be true, she still has a small fear of pulling her covers over her head too many times. She just can't remember how many times she's done it in her life.

Her hobbies have never been her strong suit, but in her own way she think she isn't that bad. She enjoys creative writing, though more reading than writing. But as they say, you're your own worst critic. Maybe it was something like that. She has a knack for writing short stories, and while she would much rather read poetry, she has attempted at writing some. They always come out far too teenage girl for her liking. Angsty, puppy-love type, teenage girl crap, not the good stuff. She rarely shows anyone, in fact she's only shown her brother a short collection of her work. Livi's also rather in love with music. She's not the all out, I'll die unless I listen to some tunes kind of person, though she always has something on in the background. If it isn't the television for noise, she'll put on the radio. She also has a knack for relating to a lot of the songs she listens to. Maybe that isn't always a good thing, but it gets her more into the lyrics than the beat.

Olivie, more or less, could blush at the drop of a hat. Not that she would willingly admit this fact to anyone, but she does. What makes this even better is that her face turns deep scarlet any time she manages to get herself into a sticky situation. She is almost always embarrassed at least once a day. She blames it on the fact that she had a rather sheltered life growing up. Livi was never one to really watch scary movies, preferring to stick with comedies or romantic films, and even her father tries to moderate those to the extent that he can. The blood rushes to her cheeks whenever she manages to get into a conversation about feelings as well. She's never been that great at expressing them, and always manages to feel awkward when certain subjects get brought up... namely boys.

She is the kind of friend that you want on your side. Not only does Olivie stick up for her friends far beyond what she should, she is intensely loyal to them as well. She isn't the kind of person to turn her back on you just because someone spread rumors, or even if she manages to hear that you hate her guts. She always needs to get to the bottom of the story before she'll believe any of it, as long as it sounds like gossip or out of character for something you'd do. She has a need to make the people around her feel happy. When you are feeling down, Livi is usually one of the first people to come around and try to turn your frown upside down. Whether all you need is a comforting ear or someone to embarrass themselves as much as you just did. To her it doesn't matter, friends come first.

Olivie has a set of morals that make her seem like she can be a little high on her hog, though she has always been down to earth. It not that hard to tell right from wrong, black from white. She has a hard time seeing in the colors of gray so many others seem to get trapped in. If you think twice about what you're doing then maybe you really shouldn't be doing it in the first place. She tends to err on the side of caution most of the time, and the only way she manages to do that is by thinking would my grandmother do this? It's a little odd but that's how she manages to make it through most temptations.
sample rp:
Olivie couldn't believe her luck. It was just after dinner in the dining chamber and the fifteen year old was making her way back to her dormitory to change already. Why? You ask incredulously. What could she have possibly done to her clothing so quickly after changing the last time? Well, a certain youngster that had sat across from her at dinner had knocked over a glass of juice, no one noticed it until it was dribbling into Livi's lap. She had jumped up with a surprised gasp, wide eyes searching for the culprit. When she found... him, and saw exactly who it was her gaze had dropped to the floor and she had run from the chamber with cheeks blazing.

When she had finally arrived at her room, Olivie headed straight for the trunk on the end of her bed. She pulled it open and knelt down to rummaged through the various piles of clothing. Finally finding another skirt that resembled the one she was already wearing, she traded them out. She also made sure to stick the dirty article of clothing where it was sure to get washed before being put back into the trunk. Now that the situation was all taken care of, Livi found herself with almost nothing to do. She sighed softly as she realized that now would be the best time to work on her homework. Study... she groaned softly.

Regardless, the girl still reached for her bag on the top of her bed and rummaged through it just a little before finding exactly what she needed to study for the night. She wrapped her arms around the book and a few school supplies and ventured back out into the common room. Once there, she found an unoccupied table close enough to the fireplace so that she could stay warm and hopefully awake while she worked her way through her homework.

Definitely Cossu!

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Full Name:
Brettleigh Ophelia Archibald
Age:
15
Appearance:

History:
family:
father: Sabastian Archibald
mother: Kalista Hastings
brother: Nathaniel Archibald (twin-16)
Andrew Archibald (twin-16)



Sabastian Archibald's life was perfect. He had just graduated from Beauxbatons and planned to be a professional quidditch beater. He already sent in applications and flown over to see coachs for teams and stuff. He was all set until he met party girl Kalista Hastings. They met a bar outside of London. They were married almost immediately after meeting and found out she was pregnant a few months after being officially married. The young couple was expecting a baby boy, but ended up getting two twin boys. They were extatic and happy with what they were given. Their names were Andrew and Nathaniel.

Being such a young couple things didn't stay stable for long. Sabastian had been able to keep his magical abilities a secret, but Kalista soon found out. He was an outcast and a creep to her and she took her kids and ran. Kalista hadn't heard from Sabastian in a few months, but recieved divorce papers from him. She signed them with no hesitatation. A few weeks after the split was final Kalista was told she was pregnant with Sabastian's other child. She kept the baby anyway and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Brettleigh.

The family grew up happy and small and never spoke about their father. But little did they know that Brettleigh was very curious. She wondered what happened between them, why she didn't have a dad, but everyone else did. There were so many questions that were never answered and she figured never would be. She kept them to herself and grew very resentful and horror striken about what would happen if she asked her mother, so she never tried.

All of the kids recieved acceptance to Beauxbatons somewhere in the year of their eleventh birthdays. The boys left first and it was hard for Kalista to see them go, but by Brett's turn to leave it was a piece of cake. Brett was a bit scared and didn't know what to expect when she got to Beauxbatons, but soon found it to be breathtaking and a ton of fun. Brettleigh vowed to have the time of her life there. Classes was just an essential. All three of them still resided at Beauxbatons visiting their mother on all holidays.
Personality:
stubborn: Brett is extremely stubborn. Although she tries to deny the fact, it is very hard to hide. If she wants her way she won't stop until she gets it. Brettleigh is like the sun... once started she never quits.

shy: When in a situation where she doesn't feel comfortable or doesn't fit in, Brett is like a turtle. She slides into her shell and doesn't come out. Along with her stubborness if she doesn't feel like doing something she won't and Brettleigh will just stand to the back and blend with the scenery.

blunt: Even though Brettleigh has a hint of shyness in her, when she is with her best friends or in some random class with nobody she knows; if your outfit is hideous or your hair looks like a rats nest she doesn't mind letting you know. Brett doesn't exactly say it in a nice way, so be aware of her rudeness.

mischevious: Always up for a dare, Brett is very light on her feet. She can move her way around the castle without being known unless sought out by a spell. When caught Brettleigh is ashamed and doesn't like to talk about it, but when she achieves her goals, she is quite boastful and will rub it in your face!

resentful: Around her family Brett acts all sweet and innocent, but in reality she is actually angry at her parents for splitting up and is very jealous about other people's perfect little families. They say it makes her rebel, but of course she denies it. Brettleigh wants the dad and mom and siblings to be together again, but knows for a fact it won't happen. This is what causes her to break loose and act naughty.
Sample RP:
The portrait swung open and swung closed so many times in rythmic order that it was giving Brettleigh an even bigger headache. Listening to it was like have chinese water torture, but not with water, with the slamming of a golden frame against wood. Brett tried not to pay attention to the sound, but the more she tried to focus on something else, the more the sound bore into the back of her head. Even if the portrait was still for a few moments Brett's head still pounded as if it had.

Sighing Brettleigh layed her head back against the pillows propping her up and gave up trying to tune out the portrait hole. At this second that seemed to the only set-back of being a student here. Laying there her mind started wandering and she thought maybe she could go over something that stuck into her mind during one of her classes today, but she found she couldn't remember anything of what she talked about or read. For a split minute she thought she had lost her mind completely and had to look down to check and see what she was wearing to make sure it was her robes like the ones she put on in the morning. They were and that gave her a praising thought that she wasn't dead yet, but her slowly frying brain was telling her she'd be there soon.

The portrait hole had stopped moving and the talking around the common room had ceased for what seemed like ages, but Brettleigh could still here the quiet murmurs from upstairs in the dorms until one yelling voice could be heard from all the others. Adelaine Russo. That girl could be heard a mile away and even if you didn't know her voice, you would at that moment. Something major must have happened to her for yelling like that. A minute later a door was slammed and girl in their own year slunk down the stairs and out the portrait hole. Brett wanted to scream at the sound of the picture as it hit the wood once more. Could these people not see that Brett was in no mood for those kind of actions?

Brettleigh still didn't understand. Why she was in such a bad mood and every little detail bothering her. The mind of Bretts couldn't never be figured out, but she just wished that the God of the universe would give her some sort of sign. Anything. She would be happy for a one worded explanation, but didn't get her hopes up for anything.

A door was opened and slammed again and there came Addy down the steps to the common room. Brettleigh giggled a sad, pitiful, sorrowful, confused 'humph' as Addy came over to her and plopped down. It felt good someone noticed her. She asked if Brett was having a bad day too and she responded,"Ya... what happened to you?"

Your History says that she's at Hogwarts, this is Beauxbatons.

Sorry it's been changed!

Its a good app, but I just have one question! You say she is wild, but you also say she can be shy. That is possible, but can you give a small example? Because when you say she's wild, you say that there "isnt many places she doesn't belong". That gives the impression that she is comfortable in all situations. So could you elaborate a ilttle bit maybe? Otherwise, good app! :]

Thank you :] um I read it and realized how that didn't make much sense to me, so is it okay if I just took the whole wild trait out period... I think that would be easier to rp than to explain the whole wild/shy thing every time. Hope it is better now!

Must better! ;] Must be Sournois