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Post by armulaibijoux on Aug 2, 2007 13:49:46 GMT -5
First Name: Armulai Arlene Last Name: Bijoux Age: 15 Appearance:[ x][ x][ x] To be quite honest, Armulai is not the tallest girl nor the smallest around, she's your average girl not fat nor skinny at the same time. Because of her tomboy look she sometimes tends to be seen as either a male or a girl pretending to be a boy, which she is not. Her thoughts about make-up are mostly; "Get that stuff away from me!" She is one to enjoy natural beauty even if she thinks that she isn't pretty at all, which offends her quite vain brother seeing that he looks exactly like her. History: Armulai grew up in the Netherlands to Guy and Joyce, both from pure-blood. After her mother had given birth to her 12 minutes later she gave birth to another child, Arlene Armulai Bijoux; her twin brother. Her mother was a partly Moluccan, Chinese and Indonesian woman born in the Netherlands when her grandparents fled to the Netherlands because of the wars at that time, her father however was partly French and English. Her mother had been a teacher on Hogwarts and her father worked for Gringotts in France so most of the time she would be left alone with her brother, not minding it at all. She grew up in the Netherlands together with her brother and was about to attend Hogwarts until their parents decided that Beauxbatons was closer and probably more fun for them. Because of the fact that her parents both have different accents and speak different languages around her and her brother she too speaks a few more languages and has a strange accent. Personality: Armulai has a creative mind and is kind of a joker. She tends to switch places with Arlene whenever she gets the chance. She's a tease and knows it. Armulai is always one to enjoy a laugh, she's not shy and will speak her mind even if it may offend people at any cause. She's a honest and active girl that enjoys most things in life whenever possible. Armulai tends to be a little too relaxed for her own good, causing her to not only stay calm and cheery in a dangerous situation but also to irritate people quite a lot. In other words; she's just plain weird. If you don't find Armulai pranking other students she will most likely be in the dorms writing or drawing on her bed or making her homework if it is assigned to the students. Sample RP:: Armulai looked around a little, tightening her grip on her younger brother's hand, 'mommy's strict orders' a thought that went through her head. She was to protect her younger brother even if her mother had known that it was usually the younger one who would protect the older sibling seeing that she would always doze off to who-knows-where. The cold droplets of rain trailed down her tan and stained cheeks, they had been waiting there for quite some time now. The sketchpad under her robes was now soaked with rain as they waited and waited not knowing what to do but to follow their mother's orders. "Arms, wait here with Lene till I return, I'll be back when I get your stuff and don't go to any other place at all." her mother had told the two before she left to get the books they needed for their new years on Beauxbatons. It had been hours now and still there was no sight of their mother. "Arms...let's go, mum can find us for all I care, I'm cold and soaked and I need a place where I can write or draw or something." her younger sibling had told her and she looked at him with a smile on her face, "That would be a very nice idea.. yup very nice...I want to finish a drawing unless it's soaked too." she said and the two of them went to find a place where they could get something to drink or to eat, their mother had left them some Galleons after all. Must be Sournois
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Post by sirdevinstine on Aug 2, 2007 13:56:36 GMT -5
First Name: Connor Last Name: O'Connor Age: 14
Appearance: Connor is tall blond and has blue eyes.He is skinny and has hair similar to his idol Ryan Sheckler.He tends to wear darker colors and has good leg muscles from running and swimming.
History: Younger brother of Devin O'Connor who attends Durmstrang in the north.He like his brother is a member of the Scottish royal family.He and his brother were born in Scotland and then moved to Germany.
Personality: Connor is cunning and love to be creative. He also is a good bluffer and tends to make peace between friends. He can also be devious and cruel at times. He being related to some of the best known wizards of today (like Raymond O'Connor who attends AIOWW and Headmaster James O'Connor of California Magic school) he believes he is better than everyone else.
Sample RP: Edward was walking down the hallway to his Astronomy class. It was the first day of school and he new some students would be late. When he arrived at his classroom he found it full of early students talking about there summer break and where they went.
"Good morning class. I am professor O'Connor and I will be your Astronomy teacher for the rest of the year."That being said he flicked his wand and the night sky appeared on the roof of his classroom."Now I want you list all the constellations you can seeand hand it in at the end of class."
He walked around the classroom looking at the night sky with the rest of the students.Every once in awhile he would help someone who wasn't looking at it from the right angle.He looked at his watch and said, "Class dismissed." And they all gathered up there things and left.
I think the RP could have been a bit better.
Must be Sournois
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Post by adalynnlynch on Aug 2, 2007 16:45:29 GMT -5
First Name: Adalynn Last Name: Lynch Age: 16 Appearance: Adalynn has bright blue eyes and dark brown hairl. Her complection is naturally really pale which makes her stand out. She is only 5'2 and has a petite body structure. She has freckles going all up her arms and on her face, along with various other places. When she dresses she tends to stay really classy but cute and, her pants are usually too big for her History: Adalynn was born to Riley Williams, part witch and fairy, and Edward Lynch, pure-blood wizard, on April 17, 1991. She grew up in Copenhagen, Denmark with her parents and her older brother Collin. They have always been the perfect family until tragedy struck their family in 1997. Adalynn was just a young 6 years old, her brother collin was 8, when their parents went out to the market. When out her parents were attacked by a pack of dark wizards, leaving their father dead and their mother insane. It was never the same since then, They had to go live with their grandmother in Germany while their mother lived in St. Mungo's in London. After a few short years, Collin was accepted to Durmstrang, where as shortly after, Adalynn was accepted to Beauxbatons. They spent the first year in agony seperate from each other, now, they barely know each other. Personality: Adalynn is usually really quiet. She likes to keep to herself and not attract alot of attention. When she does talk to you, She is generally very sweet and cares about people more than she cares about herself. She has been trying to come out of her shell more lately. She trys to meet new people but it is hard for her to talk for long periods of time. Sample RP:"I don't care." Breanna screamed running up the stairs to her room. She slammed the door then rested against it. She closed her eyes sinking to the floor. She hung her head as she heard her father's loud footsteps making their way closer and closer to her room. Soon, the pounding started BREANNA RENEE EMERICK OPEN THIS DOOR ! She squeezed her eyes shut letting one single tear fall down her cheek breathing deeply. She opened her eyes quickly, No she was not wasting her night crying in self pity. She ignored the pounding hitting the door harder and harder every time. She took a deep breath collecting herself then went to her closet shuffling through it. She tossed out expensive dresses and tiny skirts, she created a huge mess when she finally found it, Her blue metallic bathing suit. She smiled running into her bathroom to change. Breanna's bathroom was like a room of it's own. She stood in front of the mirror slipping off her jeans and underwear just leaving them on the floor, She pulled on her bottoms quickly. She quickly changed her top then looked in the mirror. She didn't look like she used to, Her hair seemed longer and nicer her. She didn't do her make up as elaborate, She looked semi normal besides her bright pink hair and her porcelain skin. She finally ripped her eyes from the mirror then ran of into her bedroom. The pounding had stopped but she knew he was still there, pacing the hall waiting for her to open the door. That wasn't going to happen, She shook her head then walked over the pile of clothes laying on the ground. She picked up a long t-shirt throwing over her head, then grabbed a jacket. She put her cellphone and keys in her pocket then pushed her window up silently. She slipped out landing on her roof then scaled her way down. She laughed loudly as she sped down the street in her care. She was free ! She knew she would get in trouble later but she didn't care, she was free now ! She sped into town making a sharp turn towards to the pool. She parked her car and sat it in for a second looking at her ringing cell phone. The screen read "Dad." She scoffed and just put her phone back in her pocket ignoring the call. She got out of the car and made her way to the pool's gate. She grabbed onto the gate and climbed over. She made her way to the ground gracefully her bare feet hitting the floor quietly. She smiled looking around, There was no one around so she didn't have to be so careful. She walked over and turned on the light to the pool smiling. She thought she heard something but she shook it out of her mind. She unzipped her jacket throwing it aside then slipped her shirt off and threw it on top of her jacket. She smiled looking down at the water then dove in. Being under the water it felt like all her problems and worries didn't matter anymore. She broke the surface laughing lightly then floated on her back closing her eyes. (taken from a different site, sorry!) Must be Cossu
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Post by potterfreakx3 on Aug 2, 2007 21:28:56 GMT -5
First Name: Kristy Last Name: Vander Age: 11 Appearance: History: Was born in Godrics'Hallow. Has a brother named Brian(named after dad). Has a sister named Kerry. And an younger brother named Kevin. Her mom is named Emily. And her dads name is Brain.When Krsity was 9 Brian (dad) became the keeper for the Chudly Cannons, But after two yers her retiried and became a Jurnolist for the Quibbler. Kristy mom became an Auror. When Krsity turned 11 her older sister Kerry got a job at Diaogn Alley. And her brother Brian went to Romiana.
Afew months after Krsity 11th bithday her older brother Brian had went to Romian to work with dragons. Kevin goes to Durmstrange Academy,but Kristy and Kevin always goes home for Christmas. Kristy has afew friends at Durmstrange Academt becuase some of Kevin's friends come over there house. Kristy has afew muggle friends,but of coruse they dont know Kristy's a witch but she always wants to tell them. Personality: Kristy is the kind of girl who loves Quidditch. she loves Charms class,D.A.D.A. and enjoys school. Kristy is very creative and a Joker. She loves to kaugh, and she teases.When she dresses She looks like a muggle becuase she likes there kind odd clothes. She acts alot diffrent when she at home/around muggle then when she is in the wizarding world. She very smart. Shes not shy and will speak if something borthering her/whats on her mind.
Sample RP:: Kristy was going up the staris to the girls dorm. While she was going up she saw professor coming down. "Hello,Professor." said Krsity with a smile. when she reached her dorm she opened the door to she Vez and another girl unpacking their things. Kristy walked into the room and put her trunk two bed away from the window. She oened her trunk and started to unpack. When she finished she found an old peice of parchment at the botom of her tunk.She read on the old peice of parchment:
Dear Kristy, Me and you Dad hope that you have a great time at Beauxbaton . we hope that you'll be sorted into hufflepuff like me,your Dad,Kerry,Jarold,and CJ. When you find this letter please reply. We miss you kristy we know you'll do find at school (between you and be you have my brains) Kristy laughed at the part. we all luv you Kristy. Love, Mom and Dad
She reread the letter three time. When she finished reading she ran out the door to the Owlry. [glow=purple,2,300] I GOT THE SAMPLE FROM A DIFFRENT SITE [/glow] There is a spell check button, you need to use it. You need to capitalize the first word in every sentence. [glow=purple,2,300]I DID THAT ALREADY[/glow]
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Post by pierafiore on Aug 2, 2007 22:21:32 GMT -5
First Name:Piera Last Name:Fiore Age:16 Appearance: History:Piera is one of the distant relatives of the great Fiore clan. She grew up on the coast in the city of Naples, seldomly ever seeing her cousins. Her family has had some deep history at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, what with Demeetrie being Sournois HoH and a professor aswell as Bella being a Prefect. She also hopes to catch up with Marcello and Paolo. Personality:: Piera is the kind of person that doesn't enjoy the excitement of Quidditch, and would much rather be caring for plants, reading or finding an instant cure for dragonpox. She can be shy at moments but is extremely kind to her friends and would help out wherever needed. Overall, Piera is intelligent, kind, fun and artistic. Sample RP:: In her comfy bed, she had awoken early that morning - It was her her first full day at Beauxbatons. The welcoming feast had left her feeling a little bit bloated but rather satisfied. She turned on to her side, sat up and slipped her feet into her cuddly slippers. Standing, she saw some of her roommates, obviously worn out from the excitement of yesterday. Once changed into her robes, she headed down to the common room, the sun just glistening above the horizon, and saw the warming fire. The room was silent, the paintings asleep, and she gave the password to the statue guarding the entrance. Stepping into the corridor, she tried not to take in all the wonder in one gulp of awe. Must be Cossu
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Post by jayce on Aug 3, 2007 15:41:25 GMT -5
First Name: Jayson [Jayce] Last Name: Miller Age: Seventeen Appearance: [HAIR]Jayson's hair goes down a little bit below his year on the usual days. He doesn't really do much to it, unlike some people he doesn't go around dying it. Plus, he doesn't really think that any other colour besides the dirty blond would really suite him. And, to be honest, he's a bit too scared to try out any other colour. He's perfectly content with the way it is now, no use on changing it. It's always waved past his forehead, if that makes any sense. He takes very good care of it too. No wonder it's such a silky smooth sensation running your fingers through it. :] [EYES]It's a hard fact to tell, unless your sitting right in front of Jayce, but the boy does indeed have dark green eyes. No contacts changing the colour, completely and purely that way. And due to the fact he doesn't spend much time on the computer, unless he's fixing up some photo's he's taken, he has amazing eyesight and can spot things from far away. His eyes also tend to hold a bit of emotion in them. And something always seems to be slightly broken inside of him. Which is quite easy to tell just by looking into his eyes. Especially if you know him well. [CLOTHING STYLE]Jayson isn't into the preppy style of clothes. He doesn't go out and buy the most expensive thing on the rack, for the simple fact that he doesn't have money like that. Even if he did, he believes that just because you have the money, not to waste it in such absurd ways. So, he usually just goes for a rather simple style. One that suites him and isn't bad to look at. Every morning he doesn't mind just throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt on. He's just another guy in the crowd. [STRUCTURE]You can easily tell that this boy is well built whenever he wears his ever so slightly tight t-shirts. He tries his best to keep as fit as he can, and obviously he does a mighty good job at doing it. Just by looking at his arms and stomach, you know he can kick ass. [FACE]Jayson has semi-pale skin. But, during the summer, you rarely ever see it that way. He gets tan rather easily, and the fact that he is always at the beach and the pool helps quite a bit at being tan as well. He has pale pink lips, that whenever you see a smile on, you can't help but smile as well. HIs smile is contagious, it always has been. History: When Lauren Anderson first got impregnated, Thomas wasn't too sure about what he was going to do. Months before it happened, they were planning on finally having a child and raising him or her together. Excited that they were going to finally be parents. They were madly in love with each other, though not yet married, but they were completely convinced that they were ready to do it. So when they did, and it shot through Thomas Starr's head that he was going to be a father, he froze. During the seventh month of Lauren's pregnancy he packed his bags and left the house, leaving Lauren behind, who was just months from giving birth. And she was all alone.
On April 25, came the child that she had always wanted. The child of whom the father had left alone. Lauren took care of him as best as she possibly could alone. She had absolutely no help and it was growing hard to care for him on her own. Money was going down the drain as she bought him clothes and food, not even being able to buy food for herself. And as she went through all that, Thomas was miles away, thinking of what a horrible person he had been for leaving the love of his life behind just because he was being a coward. He packed his bags for the second time, and took a rode trip back to Palm Springs.
About a week later, he appeared back at the front door of Lauren's house, begging on his knees for her to please take him back. That he wanted everything to be a part of his little sons life. Of the boy who had just turned a year old without ever seeing his father. She took him back and after that Jayson learned to know that this was the man he was suppose to call Daddy as he crawled around the house. So, that was exactly what he did and as the years went by the money problems got better and better.
When Jayson was five Lauren and Thomas finally got married. It had been one of the most spontaneous days of little Jayson's life. Seeing his mother in a gorgeous long white dress, and his father all nicely dressed. Of course, he couldn't quite understand what was going on. But, even in the mind of a five year old he knew very well that this was an important day. So, after that day, for two years the two of them got along incredibly well. But, after Jayson turned seven, their attitude toward one another changed immensely.
After those two years, Jayson's heart slowly started to break away. His parents were constantly arguing with one another. Always screaming, and soon enough they even had to make another bedroom for Lauren because she absolutely refused to sleep in the same room as that man. Jayson never had understood how it happened, and for a seven year old to see his parents in such a matter, it really wasn't something to be excited about. But, no matter how much the little boy screamed and covered his ears with his little hands, they didn't bother to even try. Yet, to this day, as Jayson is seventeen, they haven't bothered to get a divorce.
As soon as the boy became of age, he got his fateful letter inviting him to stay at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, for the first time realizing that he was a wizard. Ever since then, this has been his home, and he would do anything to stay forever.
Personality: [LISTENER] [/u] Jayson has a characteristic that comes very rarely into people these days. He's always there for his friends to listen to what they have to say. If he has a plan, and someone else has something in mind, he won't mind to listen to what they have to say to. If he's allowed to voice his opinion, others should be able to too. In another sense, he's always there to listen to peoples problems as well. Whether it be relationship troubles, parental problems, or anything else. He's always there to listen and hopefully even give a bit of helping advice. [PROTECTIVE]Since Jayson doesn't have any sister or sibling to be protective of, he puts his friends in that position instead. It doesn't matter if you are merely acquaintances with him, or if you have known him all your life. If he sees someone is causing you pain, he's going to jump in. Even if it wasn't his problem before, it's his business when he finds out. He doesn't allow anyone to mess with his friends, nor himself. He's always there, whether people think it or not. [SWEET][/u] This boy knows how to have manners. He wasn't really raised that way, but by watching other people act like fools, he knows what's wrong and what's right. He's never truly mean to somebody, unless they mess with him. And he tries his absolute best to not label people or get an impression of them almost automatically after meeting them. He wants to get to know a person before he makes his mind up about what he thinks of them. But, even if he doesn't like someone, he doesn't go around showing it. Except for those few exceptions. [STICKS UP FOR HIMSELF][/u] He may be a total sweetie pie at times, but if anyone thinks that they can mess with him, they are highly mistaken. He knows when he's being taken advantage of, or he's being talked about in a rude manner, and that he doesn't tolerate. He does make enemies, just like everyone else does. And sometimes they go really hardcore, causing him to get in quite a bit of trouble. But, if you don't mess with Jayson, he won't mess with you. Period. Sample RP:: Jayson had grabbed his camera, hopped on his bike, and made his way back to his apartment as fast as possible. Finally reaching the place he called him, he dug in the front pocket of his jeans, pulling out the keys. Opening the door and immediately stepping inside, Jayson pulled off his shoes and turned on the lights. The first thing he did was walk into his small room and opened the closet. He certainly wasn't going to wear the crap he had on at that moment. He grabbed a shirt he rarely ever wore. Nothing casual, nothing too fancy. Even if it was a date he didn't want to go over the top. He wasn't going to propose. As the boy finally finished getting dressed he made his way to the kitchen. Opening a little closet door he peaked inside. The place was packed with loads of things that seemed close to useless for the average eye. Every time his mother had given him something Jasyson had stashed it away in that closet. But as he saw a few soon to be unuseless things he thanked her silently. His hands came across a rather nice picnic basker, which he set on top of the wide counter top. He peeked inside only to find a nice red and white checkered blanket. He took it out resting it on top of the counter beside it. Jayson thought carefully on the food to bring and suddenly figured it out. He filled the basket and turned back to the closet. Pulling out three candles which were in glass jars he places them gently inside as well, along with a lighter. But, what his eyes glanced at next made him hesitant. A bottle of the finest wine had been stashed in the closet. Obviously so he wouldn't be tempted. But, he picked it up anyway along with two wine glasses. But, he went back to the fridge and grabbed a can of fruit punch, the same colour as the wine. Now, now readers, you didn't think he was going to give up, did you? A bright smile crossed his face as he tucked the blanket on top. He had a date with Dawn. Wow. That was the last thing he had been expecting as he had wandered over to the beach that afternoon. His eyes glanced over at the clock. He had about twenty five minutes. He grabbed the basket gingerly, put on some shoes, grabbed his keys, and flew out the door. Hopping onto his bike for the second time he speeded down to the beach, making sure not to hurt the things inside the basket. He left his bike behind some bushes, when he approched, before walking to the exact spot that Dawn and him had once sat before. He laid out the scene perfectly, as if it were to be seen in some sort of movie. The checkered blanket was spread out, staying calmly on the sand, for there were o traces of wind that evening. The basket was at the corner of the blanket. The three candles had been planted into the sand so they wouldn't tip over and were shining softly against the moonlight. He over did it? Nah. After all, he only had this one date. Jayson sat down in the middle of the blanket, awaiting patiently for Dawn to arrive. The fact that everything before had even happened was amazing to him. As he sat there, staring out to the sun that was still dipping behind the horizon, it was as if he was reliving the moment. And again, he could feel his heart pounding against his chest. It was a fact. He had feelings for the girl. [/size][/center] Must be Sournois.
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Post by beauty on Aug 3, 2007 20:11:57 GMT -5
First Name: Jenny Last Name: Townsend Age: 15 years old Appearance: History:Jenny was born in France and grew up in London. She moved back to France at the age of 11 just in time to attend Bauxbatons Academy of Magic. She grew up into a wealthy family of witches and wizards. Personality: She is kind-hearted, artistic, and loyal to freinds and family. Jenny is very social and trys to befriend others. She has friends of all types Pure-bloods, half-bloods, muggle-borns, and even muggles. Her favorite things are music, reaing, and writing. Sample RP:: Jenny was packing her things for the new term. She couldn't wait to see her friends again. "You ready to go back?" her mother said with a cheerful voice. "I can't wait. Do you know where my wand is?" Jenny's muffled voice came from her room. She was half way under her bed searching for her remaining things. "I found what you looking for." her father entered the room. He was holding her robes, wands, and broomstick. Jenny jumped up and hugged her mother and father. "I am going to miss you so much." she said taking her things from her father. Sorry, but we need more information on your history and personality. While your sample RP is a good start, I think you need to work on it more. Also please check your spelling and grammar.
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Post by emmalynne on Aug 3, 2007 20:56:36 GMT -5
First Name: Emma-Lynne (one name Lynne is not her middle name) Last Name: Cunnings Age: 14 years old Appearance: Blonde Hair, crystal blue eyes, 5,5, size 1, with little muscles, b cup History: She was born in France, where she lived until she turned 2 years old. She moved to Coventry, England. She attended Hogwarts for her first three years. She was a prefect in Slytherin, and a chaser for the Slytherin Quidditch team. Now her parents are moving back to Lille, France, therefore she is transferring to Beauxbatons. Her parents are both pureblooded deatheaters. When she turns 17, she plans on moving back to England and becoming either a deatheater or a journalist for The Daily Prophet. Rita Skeeter is her role model because she loves gossip. Her favorite colors are Dark Green, Black, Silver, and Blue. She likes Punk, Alternative, some Pop and Hip Hop music. Personality: Emma-Lynne always has mood swings, she’ll go from laughing to yelling in a matter of seconds. She laughs at almost everything. She picks fights with people who are not her friend, though she stands up for her friends. She’s smart, cocky, and competive. Her dark sides’ bigger than her good side, and she’s usually bitchy, and always sl*tty; her goal at Hogwarts was to sleep with every Slytherin guy and she completed it. Sample Role Play: Emma-Lynne is leaving Hogwarts for the last time. She’s in a compartment with Draco Malfoy, Marcus Flint, Blaise Zambini, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle. They are talking about her transferring schools. She is sitting on Draco’s lap. “Well how about you move in with me? Then you can go to Hogwarts and we’ll be able to have ‘fun’ over the summer.” Draco suggested. “I would but Blaise already offered. I owled my parents and asked if I could, they wrote back “Emma-Lynne, you are moving back to France with us no matter what you say or want. We can’t have a 14-year-old girl moving in with a boy. You are turning into a young woman blah blah blah!” She mimicked her mother and made the others laugh. “Well we might not see you ever.” Vincent exclaimed upset that the only girl willing to sleep with him was moving a way. “That’s not true; I’m still going to all the parties and dinners. Besides, I’m moving back here as soon as I turn 17 and can legally move out. Its only 2 years my birthdays in August and I’ll be 15. Although I’ll probably stay there since its my last year. The good thing is my parents decided not to arrange a marriage for me so I an have fun as long as I want.” She tried to convince herself more than the others. She doesn’t want to go to an all girls school. She’ll miss her late night parties and slumber parties. “Come on we’re at the train station.” Marcus said. “I’m not moving for three weeks you guys can still come over and I can come over to your house. Besides, I want you all to owl me, at home and at school. I don’t know anybody so I don’t have any friends.” She stated. We all said our goodbyes and got off the train. She found my parents talking to the Malfoys so her and Draco walked over to them. They were talking about ‘business’. “Hello Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy, mum, dad.” She greeted them and hugged her mum, dad and then Mrs. Malfoy and shaked Mr. Malfoys hand. “Hello Emma-Lynne, you’re growing up to become a beautiful young lady.” Mrs. Malfoy said. “Thank you.” Emma-Lynne said. “Well we must be going. Lucius, I’ll see you at the meeting. Good-bye Narcissa, Draco.” Her dad said and then her mum. “I’ll miss you Em.” Draco said. “No you won’t.” She started and he gave her a confused look. “I’ll see you later.” She said and walked away with him still confused but smiling. Must be Sournois
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Post by lilymichelle on Aug 3, 2007 22:44:47 GMT -5
First Name:Lily-Michelle Last Name:Heart Age:14 Appearance:History:Lily-Michelle Heart was born on Halloween, 14 years ago in Lyon,France. She is the only child of angel & Marcus Heart. Her parent said she was just like an angel with her flowing blonde hair. They knew she was a Heart with her striking features. She was brought up with a fiery passion and a belief, like the rest of the Heart family, that Pure-bloods & Veelas were the only credible wizards. She loves to play Quidditch, she is an excellent Seeker and has her own Vollageur Extreme. Her father took her to see the Quidditch Cup many times , and she always had the latest robes to play in. She has a Pink Puffskein named 'Mimi'. Personality:Lily-Michelle is a very cocky person. She knows when to act like a lady, an when to act crazy, but most of the time she's crazy. She loves getting attention, an knows how to work it. She loves starting trouble, but love nothing better than to beat people up. she is a very daring person, more of a thrill seeker. Simple RP:Lily-Michelle waited calmly for the carriages to arrive. "There here, Mother", Lily-Michelle yelled at her mother. Mrs. Heart hugged her daughter one last time. "Mom, let go I can't breath" Lily-Michelle said, as she pried herself from her mothers death-grip. "Oh, I'll miss you daring", her mother said. "Gosh here we go again with the speech" Lily-Michelle thought. "Mother can you please stop with the speech's, I've had enough of them!", she yelled at her mother. "Fine, but promise to write everyday. Remember I love You" her mother replied, as she walked back into the Heart Mansion. The carriage took off headed for Beauxbatons, her new home away from home. The carriage pulled up in front of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. She got out, the where other students waiting to be sorted into their new house. "I'm Lily-Michelle,whats your name?" she asked the girl next to her. "Oh I'm Sarah" the girl answered. "Its nice to meet you, I guess I'll see you inside" Lily said. "Yeah, bye" Sarah said, as she walked off into the crowd. Lily-Michelle wondered what house she would get into. "I'll get into Sournois without a doubt" she thought. "But what if I don't get into Sournois...no I'll get in. I wouldn't want to disgrace my family name. But what if...no it won't happen...my family has been in Sournois for centuries, I'll not be the one to change the family tradition" her thoughts trailed off, as the sorting began. Must be Sournois
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Post by cristina on Aug 4, 2007 14:36:52 GMT -5
Name: Megan Spigener Age: 16 Blood: Elfish
History: Megan was born in Paris, France to Joan and Stewart Spigener. Her parents are both full blood Elvin. She has no brothers or sisters so she gets almost anything that she wants without much asking. She has always been a parents little angel or so they think.
Personality: She is into sports and loves the beach. She is kind of creative and well educated. She prefers to party quite often but at times when necessary will study for her tests. She is more into people like her, Elvin. She has grown up with them and loves to be near then. She loves hanging out with any kind of full blood, vampire, Elvin, fairy, mermaid, witch, wizard, ect. She loves to hangout and play games of any kind.
Appearance: Brown hair, green eyes, tan, short, long hair
Sample RP: Megan walked into her new dorm room and she was surprised at the size of it, it was huge and amazing. It was like nothing she had ever seen. She walked over to a bed by a window and sat her stuff down. She then thought well I will be staying here so I might as well unpack my stuff. When she had gotten settled in she went and laid down on the bed and waited to see if she would end up with any room mates. She then drifted to sleep while waiting to see if anyone would show up.
I'm gonna go ahead and accept it, though I think your RP sample could have been better.
Must be Rouerie
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Post by moony139 on Aug 4, 2007 17:32:42 GMT -5
First Name:Monique Last Name: Reynolds Age: 16
Appearance: She has blonde hair that is just a little passed her shoulders that is slightly curly. She has blue eyes, and has some freckles on her nose and under her eyes. She's average height and isn't skinny nor fat but just the right size. Her finger nails are usually long and painted. She likes to wear comfy clothes like jeans and a t-shirt but will wear nicer clothes. Her hair is almost always up in a ponytail.
History: She is a half-blood witch. Her father is Dominique Reynolds and is a pureblood. He married a muggleborn witch named Juliette Clinton. They had two children- Isabelle and Monique.
Personality:: Monique is outgoing, nice, and funny. When she meets someone new she's shy at first but when she gets to know them she is herself. She is serious in class and tries not to fool around too much. She likes to take risks but is hesitant about most of them and needs to be persuaded. She gets good grades in class but isn't the smartest in every class. She can be lazy at times but she likes to be active too.
Sample RP:: "WAKE UP!" her shouted in a sing-song voice.
Monique groaned. She lifted her head and saw that she fell asleep trying to finish her homework, again.
She gathered all her stuff and went to get dressed.
"Let's go sleepy-head!" her best-friend Pénélope said grabbing her hand and leading her to their table.
They sat down and started to eat and Pénélope asked if Monique was done with her essay that was due in two days for Potions.
"Yeah. That was easy. Why?"
"Just wondering. I haven't done it yet."
The two girls gathered their stuff and they headed to their first class. As they walked to their first class they met up with a girl from their dorm-Sophie.
"Hey! You're sister was looking for you. I told her you were eating." Sophie said walking beside Monique.
"Probably wants to ask me who to date." Monique said. "Every year she gets a new boyfriend but never settles down. She's kinda like that one girl who gets a new boyfriend every week. It's insane!" Monique said.
When they got to Potions class Monique tried to pay attention and Pénélope wrote notes to some guy across from her. That's when she caught sight of him. He was the Quidditch Captain that was tall, muscular, and had messy blonde hair. He winked at her and she turned her head back to the teacher to he couldn't see her blush.
Must be Rouerie
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Post by scorpio on Aug 4, 2007 21:16:09 GMT -5
First Name:Scorpio Last Name: Malfoy Age: 15 Appearance: Scorpio has a fair complexion with beautiful blue eyes and he is quite tall for a 15 year old. He looks nice overall and always wears a nice smile.
History: His father used to be a death eater, but unwillingly. After the dark lord was killed, his father married his mum and they went to live in Little Whinging. At the age of thirteen, he left home and began to journey around the world,meeting weird wizards and had even fought off a werewolf for a village. After two years of journey, he decided to settle down and he heard that Beauxbatons Academy is a good place and hence he came to the academy. Personality: Scorpio is born righteous and always wants to help those in need. He would risk his life to save someone else's, willing to sacrifice his life to save others. He is also very cheerful and happy-go-lucky. He feels that he should enjoy every moment of his life and not waste it thinking of sad things. The only thing he cannot stand is a betrayer. He feels that since you let someone trust you, you should betray their trust and let them suffer. He also feels that we should always remember those that helped us along the way in our life.
Sample RP::As Scorpius walks into the woods and he heard something move. He turned and he saw a black figure running past him. He pulled out his wand and gave chase.He ran deeper and deeper into the woods,droven by curiosity, not knowing of the danger that awaits him. After what seemed like forever, the black figure disappeared. Scorpius panicked,for he had looked around him and knew that he is lost. He began to walk slowly and all of a sudden, he was knocked off his feet. A werewolf has on him and was ready to sink those sharp teeth into him. He raised his wand and shouted the first spell he could think off,"Stupefy!" The werewolf just froze for a second and started to move again. That one second was all that Scorpius needed. He jumped up, sent another three stunners at it and he ran off into the night as though he had never ran before.
Please re-read the rules, your name won't work.
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Post by lilyhunter on Aug 5, 2007 5:05:07 GMT -5
First Name: Lily
Last Name: Hunter
Age: 14
Appearance:
History: Lily's life has had it's ups and downs; her parents died when she was young and so her and her siblings became orphans. But they managed to survive OK on their own. Lily and her twin, once they were old enough, then attended Beauxbatons together. So until that point life had been good, despite the loss of their parents...But two years into their education, Lily got really mad with her twin and little sister, so she ran away. Ended up getting lost and cursed, while trying to find her way back...
So Lily returns some years later, but she is not quite the same person...
Personality: Lily was always a rebel and always in trouble. That's what led to her to run away. Before that Lily was always bubbly and ready to cause trouble. She is clever, but often does not put her brains to good use. Ever since she ran away Lily has become a more mysterious and subdued character. Her change of blood, changed her; those of faerie blood don't care so much about life and death, being evil doesn't matter to them. Lily is still somewhat like her old self, she has a heart beneath, her seemingly cold ways.
Sample RP:: She took a step out of the window and fell. Down, down, stopping just before she hit the ground. She ran blindly into the night, heading for the woods. Tonight was the night. She wove her way through the dense forest, her footsteps were silent, it was deathly quiet. The silver moonlight cast a eerie light over her path. Then she stopped, she could hear it, it was there. There in the darkness. She put an arrow into her bow and waited. There it was again... She pulled back the string and with a small 'ping' an arrow went sailing into the stars, and down...
A horrific scream echoed in the night, it was not human. It was more terrifying than that. Lily put her hands over her ears and began to scream herself. It hurt, the sound was like a knife in Lily's head. She fell to the ground, and as the screams rang in unison, the moonlight seemed to be erased and she was engulfed in shadows, and then it came... Must be Sournois
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Post by demetry13 on Aug 5, 2007 13:40:45 GMT -5
First Name: Demetry
Last Name: Carrington
Age: 16
Appearance: (Character for Signature will be Jesse McCartney)
Demetry's hair colour is very hard to describe as well is the rest of his physical appearance. And it is being a Metamorphmagus that makes descriptions of Demetry hard to come across. Originally his hair is a light copper brown with flicks of light and dirty blonds. And there is not a time in the day when you couldn't find him brushing his bangs out of the way with an irritable expression. The rest of the time it is red, green, blue, red with blue, orange, etc. Standing tall above the rest he is 6'1, and is not heavily muscled, but not small muscled either. With broad shoulders and a slim figure he strolls down the hallways of Beaubatons with confidence in both his appearance and style. It is his piercing blue eyes that draw in the looks of others. And as they probe the ones he looks at, they also seem to pierce the very soul within them. And finally his youthful and attractive face is the cherry on top, sitting atop his broad shoulders.
History:
Straight from England, but not on his way to Platform 9 3/4 going to Hogwarts, but in Europe to attend Beaubatons the second best school (Hogwarts), but its superior sister school. Although born in England, Demetry, like his mother is off to attend Beaubatons. And his brother, a muggle like his father, is sadly not. Demetry's parents met in London one summer and were inseparable ever since. His mother, on an exchange from Scotland and her father, just enjoying the sites. They married after a two-year relationship at the heart of London. They had two children, Demetry who is the older of the two and a younger brother named Logan. His mother was the one who gave Demetry the eyes he has. His mother's a mirror image of his own. His younger brother ended up inheriting reddish, brown hair from her mother's Scottish background and dark forest green eyes. Yet a bond with his mother has been broken for a number of years, Demetry is not aware of her where abouts and was devastated when she left after an argument with his father. He adores his father, and even though he isn't any help with relationships and such. For him, he is his rock.
Personality:
Demetry is always looking for something to do. At times a little hyper. But is kind and spirited. He is open minded and enjoys the out doors. He loves being out in a fresh breeze, sprawled out on the grass lining the lake. He is very skilled at whatever he puts his mind to. His studies come first of course. He almost looks forward to class sometimes when it is a dreary day. He is likeable. Somewhat perfectionist and a hopeless romantic. Although he doesn't seem to have any luck in his love life, when something goes wrong he plunges himself deep into his studies, to stay focused from the outside world. Absolute party go-er. He loves mugglish sports. He also is a thinker. He thinks before he does. What the repercussions might be and so on. A girl would have to look twice to catch his heart. He excels in charms, Defense against the dark arts which is his most favorite since he desires to become an Auror someday. He also is quite the quidditch player. Growing up he has developed talent beyond his years and studies international players. He also supports the Irish team.
Sample RP::
Clip, clop, clip, clop, clip, clop, clop. Was this not the same sounds his feet had made yesterday when his feet collided with a cobblestone courtyard beneath his feet. Yet I do not walk in the courtyard I speak of or feel the cobblestone beneath my shoes, thought Demetry has he walked with his eyes in the clouds and Macbeth in his hands. “Thine eyes deceive my senses as I search the sky for life and my feet th’ search for feeling of the stone”, he said coolly as he made his way across the nameless land of Hogwarts.
“No life in such a spite as I see above nor below, but below is where thine eyes do not meet”, he ended moving his eyes from the white clouds to the grounds beneath him. “No grounds of a castle I find here hense, I find stone of construction, built to hold true beneath my feeling and my feet. I find cobblestone here, not life from the grass or wild animals searching hence. I find stone against foot and mine self against foot”, he spoke softly closing the covers of Macbeth and ending his Shakespearian speech.
What an I talking about he thought. Every time I walk these hallowed halls and grounds with Shakespeare in thine, I mean my hand I end up talking as if I lived in his time. “But everyone knows Shakespeare was a wizard, and it is only with a decipher spell that you can decode his messages. Yet these Muggles try to read it as he wrote it in code and recite speeches that don’t make sense”, he said to himself. “Yet I find myself speaking as he once did, in code. How Muggle of me”.
He walked on, across the courtyard, the cobblestone indeed underneath him and the cloudy sky above him. The day was cool, yet comfortable, and the grounds were covered with students. Yet they didn’t seem to fancy the courtyard, its hard ground clashed shields with the luscious grass. The war over the best tree to lie under where the sun shines though the tress in such a perfect way as to create perfection. Why would someone lie on the hard stone instead of on the warm grass? But Demetry was that person who enjoyed sitting on stone then on cool or warm grass. He just hoped someone else shared his love for hard stone as well as Shakespeare.
Difficult...but...Must be Rouerie
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Post by wizardmmc on Aug 5, 2007 16:38:07 GMT -5
First Name: Hien Last Name: Trient Age: 16 Appearance: History: Hien was born in Hanoi,Vietnam, Her family was a muggle except her brother. Her whole family was a hard working family to earn money they had to move alot of places like the USA, England ,and then she had to move to North of France and she love it there but then her litttle brother had a letter to Durmstang so her family had to move to back to Scotland but then Hien got a letter to Beauxbaton so now she is the only one in France and now her family is in Scotland and she has to stay at Beauxbaton. Personality: Hien is a kind person that's very gentle and she's really shy when she meet someone. She loves to Dance and Sing, she is very smart, but a little witty but mostly she is really athletic when you see her doing stuff she will probaly be studying in the library or playing a sport. Sample RP: Hien walked outside of Beauxbatons in the night she went to the lake and while she was walking she heared some foot steps when she looked back there was nothing there it was very creepy for then she got back walk and when she got to the lake she sat down wearing her bathing suit over her shirt so she took her shirt off and went down swimming in the lake then she got finished and went back to get her shirt so she ran back to Beauxbaton really fast so she won't get caught by the attend so she was in the Entrance Hall and ran up to her room and she saw the attend came to her room so she put the blanket over her and closed her eyes and pretend to sleep and when the attend walk out she went and change in to her regular clothes and went to Bed. Must be Cossu
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