Sorting (Term Eight)

[damianlightwood]

First Name:Damian

Last Name:Lightwood

Age:17

Appearance:

History:Damian was born on the Island of Skye, Scotland to two pure-bloods. Damian was the youngest of five and always the center of attention in the family, and because of this he always thought he could cause trouble and get away with it. Damian grew up as the somewhat "innocent" trouble maker in the family, almost always getting away with his actions.

Like his brothers and sisters before him, Damian had received a letter to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when he had come of age. He was somewhat upset that he would have to leave his life of trouble making behind to pick up that of the hard working student, but greatly embraced it.

When he arrived at Hogwarts he was quickly sorted into the house he thought he was least likely to get in, but happy that the ones he had gotten to know on the train to Hogwarts were also in that house. He started attending classes and everyone was quick to think that his trouble making habits had gone out the door.

They were right until a student by the name of Demetri Mezonette had befriended him. Demetri was not human and most would call him a vampire, although he kept what he was extremely secretive. Damian and Demetri had became good friends over the next few months, and Damian trusted him with his life.

Demetri had lured Damian out into the forest one night, and because Damian had trusted him, he felt no reason not to travel into the forest with his friend. When Demetri had taken Damian far enough into the forest he had sunk his teeth into Damian's flesh, sucking every ounce of blood from his body. Demetri offered Damian his hand, making him drink the blood that poured from it.

When Damian had awoke the next morning, he had thought it all to be a bad nightmare, only remembering Demetri's manic laugh as he ran away. When he had found out what he was Damian was in denial for sometime, refusing to believe this could happen to him.

He had never returned to Hogwarts after that, training himself endlessly to resist human blood. After thirteen years of almost unbearable training, Damian thought himself ready to re-enter the human world. This time his journeys too him to France, finding an academy there and enrolling.

Personality:Damian sometimes has a shy personality, he doesn't like to tell people what he is in fear of scaring them, so he shys away. He is a smart student and tends to bury himself in his work, trying to accomplish all the goals he has set for himself, making him very driven. When Damian actually lets his shy barrier of protection down he is very loving and caring, some would consider him a sweet-talker. He occasionally has explosions of anger, but only to protect those around him when he fears they have gotten too close.

Sample RP:Damian walked down the halls of Hogwarts, his robes swaying lightly as his pace was rather fast. He was sure he was going to be late for this class, and didn't intend on getting yet another late. He picked up his pace to a quick jog, taking the steps two at a time as he went down them. As he pulled open the door he let out a needed breathe and took his seat.

"Nice of you to join us Mr. Lightwood," the professor said as he rose from his desk, locking his eyes on Damian. Damian always knew this professor didn't like him much, almost as much as Snape didn't like him and he rolled his eyes slightly. The professor walked over to Damian's desk, glaring down at him with angered eyes waiting for Damian's excuse.

"My cat had gotten out of the common room and I needed to go find him." Damian told the professor, ushering an encouraging smile. He had hoped the professor would believe his small lie, but it had never worked before, why would it work now? The professor let out a loud laugh before shaking his head at Damian and walking back towards the head off the room, ready to teach the class.

Your RP could've been a little longer.

Must be Rouerie.

[aldous96]

First Name:Lauren Natasha
Last Name:Aldous
Age: Sixteen
Appearance:


Lauren is tall for her age. She is 5'7'', and sometimes she wished she would be petite and not tall. Her eyes are hazel and change to brown when the sun reflects on her eyes. Her skin is soft and her head is shaped like an egg. Her cheeks are pink at times and when she wants to look sophisticated, she puts on a light brown blush. Her body shape is skinny but not too skinny. Lauren's hair is long and wavy, it stops below the shoulders and is sometimes brown or light brown, according to her mood.

History:

Lauren Natasha Aldous, was born on January 3rd, 1993. She is the middle child of her family, with a younger sister and an older brother. Her sister is Rebecca May Aldous, and she's 15. Her brother is Richie Caleb Aldous and he's 17. Their mother and father are, Hannah Antoinette Aldous and Martin Abraham Aldous. Lauren's mother is Irish and part fairy and part metamorphmagus, though her father is British and half-blood.

Lauren was an orphan for six years, since she was an infant. Her father and mother adopted her when she was about seven or eight years old. Lauren used to live with her biological brother and sister , in an old house with three adults who used to take care of them. The house was infested with bugs, insects and rats; though no one had cared about how they lived. The orphanage was located in Ireland, where Lauren was born and raised. When she was left in the orphanage, her mother and father didn't put on her papers, that she was of wizard blood. Lauren's real parents were actually half-blood. The reason why her real parents left her was because their relatives (Lauren's uncles), were going after the family. Another reason was because Lauren's uncles were threatening to kill her if the Belgen family didn't surrender.

So Lauren's parents had left her in the orphanage that was disguised as an abandoned house. When Lauren turned seven, the Aldous family came to adopt her. Lauren wanted her brother and sister to come also, so they were adopted too by that same family. When Lauren had turned eleven she realized that she had some kind of magical powers and knew for sure. There was a big secret between Lauren and her parents; one day they announced that they were wizards. Later on that year Lauren and her brother and sister received a letter from Beauxbaton stating that they got excepted to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. From then on she thought she had a perfect life and that it was a Cinderella story.

Lauren and her brother and sister thought that they were safe from their uncles, but maybe they will strike again.

Personality:

Lauren is courteous and kind to those who treat her nicely. She doesn't get really angry at people who embarrass her or treat her horrible, though she can get off her leash and hurt them. She is really nice and she cares for her biological parents and her brother and sister. She also treats older people she never met, politely. Her friends and family says that she has a sense of humor which is true. Lauren can get really wild and have fun with her friends and be humorous.

Lauren is a very smart girl, though can be wrong at times because she's not perfect at all. She is smart at muggle subjects and smart at DADA, Potions, Transfiguration, and Astronomy. Her weak subjects are Divination and Herbology. When it comes to tests she can choke and do horribly or do really well and sometimes do her best.

Lauren is really creative, she loves to paint, sketch, sing, dance, act and play her guitar and piano. She loves to write songs and music, with her piano and guitar. Sometimes she even make up her own contemporary and hip-hop dance moves, that goes to her songs. Her dream was to have a rock band with her friends one day, or to become a famous singer. If that does not happen she has high hopes for being a dancer or artist. When she sketches she visualizes her songs in reality and draws the scene that is happening. Her other dream is to be an actress. She has a lot of hopes and dreams though she doesn't know which one she could succeed in.

A lot of times Lauren can get angry or mad at someone. That could lead to her bad attitude, or her clumsiness. When she gets mad she just thinks she is right all the time and has a bad attitude at the person she's arguing with. Though when she's just frustrated at herself or someone else she gets clumsy and starts to knock things over or trip accidentally.

Sample RP:

Thunder started to erupt and rain started to forcibly shoot down to the ground and form puddles. Lauren's window was open with rain sprinkling on her books and papers and wind rushing through. Her hair cascaded down her back and blew through the wind. When the rain started to land on her face she woke up and let out a yawn and stretched. She slowly got out of bed, put on her robe and quickly closed the window. She looked at the time and said surprisingly, "It's already six o'clock?" She then looked away from the clock and got ready for breakfast.

As she ran down the stairs feeling very light headed and hungry, she hurried to the kitchen when she saw the mail still lying on the floor. She headed toward and picked up the mail and started walking, letting out another light yawn. She looked ahead at where she was walking and heard nothing but the sound of video games and thunder. As she stood in the living room looking at her sister playing the video games, one envelope fell from her hand. She bent over to pick it up and saw that it was a letter from someone, though on the back it said Uncle.

"Hey Rebecca, good morning. Do you know who sent this?" asked Lauren as she waited for a response. As her sister finished the third level of her game she stopped and got up. As she paused the game she briskly walked toward Lauren and grabbed the envelope from her hand and studied the word Uncle. She was confused and wished that this didn't take place during her game as she was close to beating the high score. "Nope, I don't know anyone by the name Uncle," said Rebecca not trying to be funny.

"Ha ha, very funny sis. But this is for real, we don't know any of our uncle's very well!" said Lauren trying to make her sister understand. "I don't know. I'm going to get Richie."

Lauren headed toward the music room and saw her brother practicing guitar. "Hey Richie, we got a letter from someone though on the back it says Uncle. Do you know anyone who sent this?" asked Lauren anxious to find out the answer. As Lauren asked her question, their owl named cobalt landed on her shoulders begging for food. Though she didn't pay attention to that and looked at her brother for some answer. "No I don't know." he said as he grabbed the letter and opened it. Inside there was one name that said Henry. Suddenly Rebecca came in the room and saw her brother's reaction to the letter.

"I know who this is." said Richie handing over the letter to Lauren as Rebecca looked over Lauren's shoulder to see what it said.
"You mean..."

Richie nodded and they all froze for a moment thinking.

I doubt that her adoptive parents would lie to them about being magic. lol

Must be Rouerie

[sydney]

First Name:
Sydney Alexandra

Last Name:
Poole

Age:
17

Appearance:

History:
To an outsider, Sydney Poole's life may seem perfect. Her family was one of the more financially able in the society, or simply put, one of the richest in the city. Her parents owned several franchises, including that of broomsticks and cauldrons. She lived in the largest house in the block; so large one could easily get lost. There were countless maids and butlers at her beck and call. Basically, she had everything at her disposal and everything she could possibly ask for. Except for the affection of her parents.

Being top bussinessmen and entrepeneurs, Rodney and Claire Poole hardly spent any time at home. Their whole life was their work. Whenever they are at home, they paid no attention to their second child. It was the steorotypical middle child syndrome. Sydney was always hidden by the shadows of her siblings. She wasn't as intellectual as her older brother, who was now one of the Ministry's top officials. And she wasn't as sporty and active as her younger sister, the current Quidditch captain of the Hufflepuff team in Hogwarts.

Life was going as fine as it possibly could. She went through school with the best of her ability, trying hard not to raise much discord. She never competed against her siblings. Sydney was fine with being the ignored child, being just average. All in all, one could say she was happy. But in truth, she was merely blissfully unaware of how completely miserable she was.

The reality of all this came crashing down on her shoulders one day when her cousin offered her a chance to runaway. Her cousin, Monique Drake, studied in Beauxbatons for two years. Monique couldn't return due to some family problems she had to take care of. She asked Sydney to take her place in Beauxbatons. Initially, Sydney refused. But after a long convincing speech from Monique, and a few harsh words here and there, she finally relented.

Sydney now realized that she was indeed unhappy. And now was her chance to start a new life.

Personality:
Sydney is sarcastic by nature, caused mostly by the fact that she was constantly ignored. She always had a witty retort, and no one was there to tell her off. Also, she's naturally cynical. Whatever it may be, Sydney always manages to find something negative about it. She could also be called a pessimist. For her, the negativity always outweighs the positivity.

One more thing you can't forget about Sydney Poole, is her belligerence. She always had a knack for starting trouble, which again sprouts from being ignored. Growing up, no one of true authority was present to discipline her, which gave her perpetual freedom.

All those negative traits aside, one could say the best thing about the girl is her passion. When there was something she cared so strongly for, it could be seen in her eyes. Whether she's debating with someone, or merely ranting, no one can deny her dedication. Sydney is a very vocal type of person. When she sees something wrong, she must immediately voice it out. And she can never keep her opinions to herself.

Sample RP:
Sydney had no idea why she agreed to this in the first place. She knew the moment she said yes that this would be a bad idea. First of all, where would she stay over the summer? She could easily remain in Beaxbatons for the Christmas and Easter breaks, but would they allow students to stay the whole year? Staying with Monique was out of the question. That cousin of hers what God-knows-where doing God-knows-what.

And what about her parents? Had they already found out that she was gone? Do they know where she went? Would they be furious that she didn't even leave a note? Would they even care? Sydney was actually surprised to find herself asking those questions. Wasn't that the point of all this? Gah. Again with the questions.

Monique had given her quite some money for her stay, saying that she'd definitely need it. She also said that she was only an owl away, should she be needed. But of course, Sydney knew that meant that her cousin can only be contacted in life threatening situations. That only meant one thing, for the first time in her life, Sydney Alexandra Poole was on her own.

As she lugged her trunk towards the gates the castle, questions started popping into her head again. Would that really a bad thing? Isn't this what you always wanted? Aren't you glad you're finally free? Sydney begrudgingly sank into the steps with an audible sigh. Why does this feel so wrong then? she thought to herself.

Looking around, it was only then she realized how huge the castle was. Possibly even larger than Hogwarts. If that took her almost two years to master, who knows how long this one will take. She was definitely going to get lost. And if she didn't find this Veronique Faulqe her cousin told her to look for, she was doomed.

Must be Sournois

[hermionewatson07]

First Name:Jean

Last Name:Davidson

Age:12

Appearance:

History:Jean Davidson moved to Paris, France when she was just five years old. She would always stay with her father Christopher and mother Charlotte Davidson. They were both British and they to went to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Every night they would tell her about Beauxbatons before she went to bed,then one awful night they said "We love you" and Jean never heard from them again. When she left her own home she was now going to a new home were she had to live with strangers till she was old enough to live on her own.

Jean always remembered those lovely stories her beloved parents told her. One Saturday the mail came and she got a letter. She ran up to her room and put it on her bed and ran back down stairs and into the kitchen were her foster parents were. Her foster mother, Lilly asked her" Do we have mail Jean?" Jean gave her the mail and told her she wasn't hungry. She then ran really fast out of the kitchen and up the stares and into her room. Jean opened the letter up and read aloud,"Dear Ms.Jean Davidson, We wish to inform you that we would like to accept you to the lovely and wonderful Beauxbatons Academy of Magic". Jean was so happy she had to go down to the kitchen and tell her foster family what just happened! Lilly said "Oh Jean we are so much very happy for you" and the went off to buy her supplies for Beauxbatons.

Personality:Jean Davidson has a beautiful personality. People say she is like a butterfly,very very beautiful and smart. She was always happy and if you knew her you would say she was very smart and clever and even sometimes shy. Most people in the muggle world would say she would always always have a smile on her face and a book in her hands. Jean would always volunteer to help anybody that needed it whether it be an animal or a person,she would do it. Jean never got into trouble and never acted up. Jean loved animals especially her cat Emma.

Sample RP: Jean ran as fast as she could to see if her new best friend Cindy had come yet to their spot were they thought that they could get some privacy. Cindy was there and Jean was so happy to see her. She and Cindy met at the carriage. They ran as fast as their legs could run,and then they stopped to catch their breath and seen something they wished they wouldn't have seen.

They both left after the head girl came and told them to leave. Cindy said"Jean,i'm scared.What do you think they'll say? We did it or something?" Jean told her"Nah,I hope". Well lets go to the library and call it a day.

This is up to you, but some advice, I would never use a 43 year old celeb for a 12 year old character. You may want to look into finding a new celeb.

Are her foster parents magic? They weren't too surprised, and your history almost reads like a RP. She needs a couple flaws, no one is perfect. And you need a longer RP Sample.

[skyler]

First Name:
Skyler

Last Name:
Rose

Age:
Seventeen

Appearance:


History:
Skyler was born into a family of seven. His mother, Father, two brothers, his sister, and himself. He was the middle child. Between his older brother, and his younger brother. Skylar's sister came right after him. So the two of them pretty much got the heat for everything. Because the older brother was too busy making their parents proud for him to ever do anything wrong, and the younger one was too busy being cute. When blaming one of the two he would always bring on the charm with tears, and baby talk. It was annoying most of the time. Skylar had learned to fight when he was young. He was always beating up his brothers for getting him in trouble for something they did. He usually got through to his younger brother. For about a week then he would start up again. His older brother though. He was a hard one to break. It usually never worked. The fightings ended up either one of them with black eyes, and bruised bodies or both of them with black eyes, and bruised bodies. That's usually what happened with sibling fights though.

Skyler had tons of friends. He made friends with almost everyone on the street they lived on. There would always be some kids in their yard at least once a day. Skyler was like a leader of sorts. The kids looked up to him. He was a person that joked a lot, and could entertain them. For a long time he wanted to grow up to be a comedian. He felt like the way he could entertain people with jokes was a gift. Many times Skyler wanted to go to his parents, and talk about this stuff with them. He didn't think they would take him seriously though so he never went to talk to them about it. He just entertained the kids in the front yard. That was the only thing he could do. He was always grounded luckily some of the kids talked his mother into letting him just go out in the front yard. Where he was watched while his mother did her chores. He was a prisoner in his own home. It kind of sucked how he was never able to go anywhere, but he adjusted.

He remembered one day his parents sitting all the kids down, and wanting to talk to them about something that was extremely important. Nothing his parents said before this would he ever had taken seriously, but this actually sounded like fun. His mother handed an envelope to each of them. On the front of Skyler's his name was written very elegantly along with his address. After staring at it for a minute he started to open the opposite side. Inside was invitation to Beauxbatons. It was a school of magic. All five of them had the same confused look on their face, and that's when their mother explained everything.

Apparently his father, and mother were witches, and wizards. It was a whole different life than what they were living. The way they described it was as 'muggles' or something like that. she had to define the term more than once when she was telling them all this. The parents didn't want to force any of their children into the magical life, and so they gave them a choice. Either rip the letter up now or go upstairs, and start packing. At first his older brother ripped his up. Getting up throwing it away, and then walking out of the room. Skyler was the only one who went upstairs to pack. He wasn't sure if they had a choice or not, but he didn't need to have one. He was going no matter what. Anything could have been better than staying here. That he was sure of.


Personality:
Skyler is mainly a jokester. He loves to make up jokes, and repeat good jokes that he had heard. No matter what happens. Whether he is a wizard or not he is still wanting to pursue his dream carrier as a comedian. His attitude is fun loving, and nice, but he tends to to have a superiority attitude. He tends to think he is better than most other people. As long as people understand that then him, and anyone else can be the best of friends. The kids growing up knew that, and that was why he thinks they treated him like a type of leader.

No one ever crossed him. Tried to take the spotlight aways from him. Which leads to another thing. He had to be the center of attention. If he isn't he can get extremely jealous. It wouldn't necessarily turn violent, but it's possible. He hates violence, but to get what he wants he'll do anything. Most people back down before it goes that far though. He is bigger than most seventeen year olds, and loves that upper hand that he has gained.

Sample RP:
Skyler walked through the grounds. The sun had melted most of the snow, and was now keeping the few students who were outside somewhat warm. Skyler had a thin jacket on over a white t shirt, and a pair of blue jeans. It was a nice day after days of snow that was packed on the ground. The grass was starting to show, but was still hard and frozen from the night before when all the snow was packed on top of it. It was still too cold to be outside without some sort of jacket or long sleeved shirt on. It's not quite summer yet, but he couldn't wait for it to get here.

Making his way down to the lake Skyler smiled as some people passed by. Neither one returned it, and he tried to let it go. It bothered him horribly though. The smug look on the guy's face which is what got to him the most. He really wanted to go wipe it right off his face. Taking a deep breath, and seeing the lake he forgot all about it though. The lake was frozen. Partially it was starting to un-thaw hopefully it wouldn't get too much colder, and it could un-thaw the rest of the way. The part that was back to water was the part closest to land. Skyler picked up a few pebbles, and tossed them into the water. They all fell into the water at different times and made a weird bloop sound. It was funny. Funny enough to make him laugh. It didn't matter. He was always laughing anyway.

Skyler walked away from the lake and was heading for a different place. Where it was he didn't know, but somewhere other than that. He spotted the edge of the forest a little way away from where he was standing. It was the perfect place to go to practice some of the little magic he had learned since getting here. He had only been here for a little while, and didn't know a lot. Alright he only knew two spells, but it was still a perfect place to practice. Skyler walked up to the edge of the forest, and tried to look inside past the trees. It was so hard because of how many trees were really in there. He took a deep breath though, and walked inside. Seriously what could honestly happen to him in a forest.

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Must be Rouerie

[ben1]

First Name:Benjamin"Benji"
Last Name: Ralfe
Age: 16
Appearance:
History: Benjamin was born on July 15th sixteen years ago to Julius and Rachelle Ralfe. Growing up Ben was always living in the shadows of his older brother Alex. So he took advantage of the time in the shadows. He started to drink at the age 15 and smoke at the same time. His parents did catch him and for punishment they made him smoke on package with out a stop and chug down a 24oz. bottle of vodka, of course he was also sent to boarding schools. After his fifth one his parents asked him which one he wanted to go to and he picked Beauxbatons Academy. His parents let him go but they only said he could because of his dear loving brother happened to be there.

Personality: Benjamin is a very calm child. He may of been in a punk rock metal type band but he has always been putting up that type of person for the show. He loves sushi on Saturday nights when he isn't in a bad mood. Benjamin is scared of monkeys since he was 12, a monkey happened to escape from its cage and tried to attack him, for several years he thought he might of gotten aids from it but later lost the idea. He is a skillful guitarist and is learning to play the drums too. A flaw that he happens to have is when he gets nervous he happens to drum on his lap with his fingers sometimes. He is very shy at first but after that he can be very out going, which creeps him out at times.

Benjamin likes sharp thing, shiny things, his guitar, his drum, the truth, things that smell good, darker colors, his hair, his nightmare before Christmas hoodie, chocolate, and his kitty cat, ming ming.
Some of Benjamin hates/dislikes are he hates being lied to, his older brother Alexander, being called Benjamin all the time, the color brown and yellow, violence, people who are way to much old fashion(a little is okay just not to much), and monkeys.

Sample RP:Benjamin looked up from his notebook and into the sea. It was the day before he left and he knew that he wouldn't have this beautiful land mass here to calm him down. As minutes gone by he looked back down to read what was on his paper, the poem he wrote. Just after reading it he ripped the paper out of his notebook and tossed it into the ocean and watched as the water dyed it with its own ink and float away.

Benji got up and stretched, he heard his father call him in the background. Ignoring him, or wishing he could, he made his way back to the beach house to go back his things and head out to Benny's new school.

Once he got inside he ran up the red carpet steps and down the perfect white hall way and into his room, which in his parents eyes was not so perfect. Benn grabbed a random duffel bag and stuffed random clothes into it. When he was done, he went down stairs,his way by the rail, and walked out the door to go sit in the car to wait for them to come outside to take him away.

Watch the drinking and smoking here when RPing, make sure not to break the sites rules.

Must be Sournois

[tavenwayland]

First Name:Taven
Last Name:Wayland
Age:18



Appearance:Taven stands at about six feet eight inches, towering over most of his peers. He has a slighty muscular build as a result of what he is. He has dark brown that is sometimes unmangable and spiked hair in all different directions and other times leaves to cover his eyes slightly. He has a half goatee that he keeps short and well kept unlike his hair. He has his ears pierced, keeping the same earings in all the time, cleaning them every so often. In his wolf form Taven is a large black wolf with jade green eyes. His coat is somewhat long to shield him from the cool nights and about as well kept as his hair.

History:Taven was born in Dublin, Ireland to a family of mixed bloods. He was the oldest of seven and, therefore, never given much attention but always had everything expected of him. When time came and he recieved his letter to attend Hogwarts, Taven wasnt very happy to say the least. It had always been pattern in his family, everyone went to Hogwarts and most of the time they always got in the same house. Against his protests his parents made him attend the school, and like most before him, was grouped into Gryffindor.

Taven was never one for doing work always slacking off during classes, and never doing homework. He failed to believe he could actually be a great wizard and was letting it all go down the drain. As months went by and work kept coming incomplete to classes, Taven's parents were alerted to their sons inability to do work and complete classes. A deal was formed that if Taven improved his work in classes he could remain at the magical school. Taven kept up his horrible work habits and was soon suspended from the school until he could better his habits.

Taven took the time at home as a blessing and spent his days sitting around the house and his nights lurking around the downtown streets of Dublin. Taven stopped looking like the well kept boy his parents had tried to raise and started to grow out his hair, spiking it in all directions and growing facial hair to suggest uniqueness. He picked up the t-shirt, jeans, leather jacket, and comabt boot trend and started to spend less time at home and more time on the dangerous city streets, getting high off the nightlife.

One night Taven was at one of the local pubs, he had gone to this pub the most because of its popularity and the drinks it served. Taven was doing a few car bomb shots with a drinking buddy of his and then was greeted by an unfamiliar man. Taven being a little less then aware, found the man to be on no harm and bought him a few drinks and then invited him out for a smoke outside on the sidewalk for a few minutes. The man went with Taven and made a remark about the full moon, as Taven lit his cigarette in the dark alley the man turned into a large beast and lunged at him.

The beast bit into Taven's chest and then turned back into the man from the pub. He wiped the blood from his chin and smiled down at Taven, leaving him in the alley as he walked away. One of the bartenders later found Taven and he was taken to the hospital, and treated from the bites. He was released from the hospital a day later and was scolded when he arrived home, but also welcomed. After this accident he realized it might be time to clean up his act. He went out and partied but took it easy with the drinking.

When the next full moon rolled around Taven felt different and before he knew it his bones started to morph and his body transformed into a large wolf, black as night in color. He didnt know how this happened to him and didnt know why it had to happen to him, because people like this werent accepted in most communities. He knew he would have to keep this his most guarded secret. The next morning when he woke up on the living room floor, he knew he would have to get out of the house before his parents suspected something. He had heard news of a magical academy in France and decided to give magic another shot. He bid farewell to his family and got on a plane to France, ready to try magic again.

Personality:Taven tends to be somewhat of a party animal. He loves to be the life of the party and is always seen with a smile on his face or with a group of people. He never lets what he is hold him down and he loves that feeling, although some view him as a monster he knows he isnt one and lives his life the way he wants to. His studies have picked up a little bit, but he is never found burried in a book or away in his thoughts, feeling a conversation with someone else is more prosperous. He is always the one pulling pranks and never the one recieving them. His self esteem is fairly high and normally just brushes off what people say about him, feeling that he knows how he is and no one can change that.

Sample RP:Taven rushed down the busy sidewalk to get home. It had been a long day it was the end of the month, which meant the full moon would be out tonight. It was always his fear that he would morph in front of a group of people and it would be his untimely demise. He picked up his walking pace as the sun started to set atop the buildings and the moon was starting to rise on the other side. He hated how he worked so late, he loved the job at the garage, but he hated how he risked everything because of his long hours.

His home was about a mile away from Mac's Garage and most of the time he could make it home if he ran, but it was rush hour and the streets were crowded, and to make it worse it was a Friday. His walk turned into a slight jog as he pushed past business person after business person, and teenager after teenager until he was stuck at one of the traffic lights. He moved his feet, jogging in place and waited for the light to turn, hating how it stayed red for so long.

When the light turned Taven took off across the street, trying to beat all the people attempting to cross with him. His feet continued to move quickly, trying to get home before the sun set fully. He weaved in and out of the people and that's when it hit him, he was sent back and landed on the hard cement that made up the sidewalk, his head pounding slightly. He sat up on his elbows, looking over at the girl that also lay on the sidewalk looking up at him.

"Sorry," Taven muttered to her, angry at himself for being so careless to run through a crowd. He pulled himself to his feet and then pulled the girl up with him, his large form towering over her smaller one. He brushed himself off and held his head slightly, the pounding still there. He apologised to the girl again and then took off in the same direction, not caring if the girl thought it was rude, but he had to make up for lost time and hopefully get home, all Taven could do was hope.

Must be Sournois

[maggieconelly]

maggieconelly said:

About You

Character

Name:
Margaret Grace Johanna Connelly
Nicknames:
Mags, Maggie Grace
Age:
17
Birthday:
August 15th, in Nashville, Tenn.
Parents:
Mother - Aliza Grace (Connelly) Hilton - stay at home Mom
Stepfather - Keeghan Michael Hilton - Realtor/billionaire

Father - Raymond Cecil Connelly Sr. (deceased)

Siblings:
Older brother - Raymond Cecil Connelly Jr. (deceased)
Twin sister - Mary Candice Connelly (deceased)

Step Sister - Jennifer Elaine Hilton age 25
Step brother - Derek Charles Hilton age 20
Half brother - Jacob Conner Hilton age 15
Half brother - Michael Jay Hilton age 7
Half sister - Kayla Lynn age 5
Half sister - Prudence Adelaide age 2

Appearance:
Maggie was born with an amazing curly brown hair. When the light strikes her hair the right way you can see the light golden brown highlights that are spread out throughout Maggie hair is fairly long and flowing softly down to her shoulder. Maggie styles her hair down most the time keeping it out of her face but sometimes when she is lazy or tired she would throw her thick mess of curls into a ponytail.

Maggie has strking brown eyes. She has long muscular legs that she likes to show off. She prefers short skirt to jeans, anything really to show off her figure which she works hard to keep by running and doing pilates.

She may look and dress like the girl next door, but she is far from it. Maggie's got scars on her inner thighs and up and down her arms from cutting herself to deal with the guilt of being the reason why her Father, brother and twin sister where brutally murdered when she was thirteen by her then boyfriend and a group of his friends who were looking for Maggie and mistaken her twin sister for her.

For her 18th birthday, Maggie got a heart tattoo on her right shoulder with 'Together We Can' in memory of her family.

Portrayed By:
Eliza Dushku
Picture:


Personality:
Maggie is someone who can be someone's best friend. She would do all the things friends do, such as talk, and joke around. She can be a very friendly person when she wants to be but don't get on her bad side. Maggie is also a person with a very short tempered so it isn't good to piss her off, even if your her friend. Maggie tends to lose control of her anger and will lash out on people.

She hates girls who think they are all that with 'their s**t don't stink' kind of additues. Maggie prefers a few friends she can trust over a large group who can easily back stab and bad mouth you behind your back.

Maggie is very close to step siblings and adores her half brother and sister. Her step Father treats her as if she was his own, her Mother on the other hand has treated Maggie like she had th plaque. She blames the murder of her first family complelty on Maggie and in turn whenever their around each other, there is tension that ends in a fight with Maggie runnig from the room crying.

Maggie's step father, who had kind of the same past as Maggie; makes sure she has everything she needs while in California. From a new car to clothes to spending money. He doesn't care how much she spends as long as it's not on drugs. Which Maggie has been sober from for almost three years.

Likes/Dislikes:
Likes:
+ Smoking
+ Music
+ Jack Daniels
+ Black Velvet
+ Fire
+ Photography
+ Writing
Dislikes:
- Plastic girls
- Teachers
- Vodka
- Forplay
- Opera
- Clowns

Hobbies:
= Music
= Partying


History:
Maggie was born 16 years ago to Xavier and Sylvia Conelly, in South London in the Borough of Greenwich. Both parents are wizards, her father works for the Ministry of magic as an Auror. Her mother works part time as a nurse at St. Mungos hospital. Even though Maggie is a pureblood, she never knew of her magical heritage until the day she received her letter to Beauxbatons. Since she had never shown any magical abilities her parents decided not to tell her anything. In fear that if they did mention to her about magic and nothing happened, she would be disappointed.

Maggie had quite a normal childhood because of this fact; she was the perfect child (In her parent’s eyes). She never caused any problems for them, never got into trouble and always did as she was told. When she was around six years old, she met two other children in her school who would become her two best friends. Layla and Danny, the three of them had lots in common and were inseparable once they got to know each other. They would spend the night at each others houses, never missed each other’s birthdays. And whenever one of them went on vacation, the other two would be invited.

When Maggie was eight years old, she began to grow curious as to what her parents did for a living. And one night she asked them, stating that every other kid in the school knew what their parents did except her. Both her parents looked at each other and tried to quickly think of something, finally deciding on her dad was a lawyer and her mom was a nurse. Her parents breathed a sigh of relief when Maggie seemed satisfied with that answer, seeing as their daughter was now happy she had something to say about her parents.

After that, things went downhill.

She and her two best friends, Layla and Danny had followed some other kids from school to this abandoned house. When they all began to play, Maggie knew that her parents would disapprove of this but she did it anyways. She would regret it though; she was standing under one of the windows when one of the other kids threw a ball. It hit and shattered the window, and she could not get out of the way in time. A piece of the glass had gone down her back; she ended up getting stitches and a scar.

When her 11th birthday came along, she got a surprise she was not expecting. And so did her two best friends who were at her house at the time, they were all sitting around the breakfast table when an owl flew in. Maggie’s eyes went wide, and her two best friends ended up chocking on their food. Her parents though, exchanged glances and knew what it was all about. After everybody had settled down, her father handed her the letter and together with her mother explained everything. They asked Layla and Danny to keep what they had just seen and heard, a secret. They promised they would.

Maggie had a lot to think about and digest, and told her parents she needed some time to think about it all and come to a decision. Her parents understood and gave her that time, a few days later Maggie went to her parents and told them she wanted to go, and learn all about magic and her heritage. Her parents were glad; her father even got her a snowy owl which she named Calcifer. Six years later she is still attending and learning and her two best friends had kept the secret. The three of them still communicate and hang out when she is home.



Other:


RP Example:
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The heat was almost unbearable as swiftly moved across the front lawns of the dreary looking castle. Even though summer was basically over it was still as hot as hell outside. The sun was taking no pity today. It was bearing down on the place like it was going out of style. Maggie had set out to find a bit of shade about five minutes ago but hadn't had any luck so far. Every tree she saw had students already seated underneath it. Even the black lake was crowded. Usually most students were skeptical about getting in the murky water but today nobody seemed to care. When Maggie had passed by it students had been playing around and splashing each other like kids. It looked kind of fun. You know what Beauxbatons needed? A swimming pool. For girls named Shae only. Mags lips curled into a small smile at the thought but her focus soon returned to the fact that she was about to explode from all this heat and she needed to be inside. Inside. Why did that just cross her mind now? Nobody ever really went to the Clock Tower and it was pretty cool there. Just the fact that it would be in the shade was good enough for her.

At least Maggie was dressed cool enough. She had on a white halter neck and a pair of hip huggers. As she climbed up the stairs of the Clock Tower she found herself grateful that she hadn't dressed more warmly. Usually Mags was the type of girl you'd just find in pants for she didn't exactly like to show a lot of skin. Today it was just too hot for modesty though. Maggie honestly couldn't care less if she was one of those girls out by the lake in a skimpy bikini. As long as she was cool. Speaking of cool, it was nicer than she remembered in the tower. There was a bit of a draft in the stairwell but it felt nice seeing as it was way too hot outside. When she reached the top of the stairs it got a little warmer but Maggie didn't mind much at that point. She just walked over to a window and leaned against it as she looked out to the grounds. Some kid was sneaking up on a girl with a water balloon behind his back. Mags found it hard to hold back a smile as she watched the younger kid throw the water balloon at the girl. Of course she freaked out and chased after the boy. That was probably what he had wanted. After a soft sigh Maggie turned her attention elsewhere on the outside world and waited for something even more exciting to happen.

As pretty as this may be set up, you messed up in a few places. One, if she lives in Nashville, how can she go to Beauxbatons? She wouldn't.

Looks like you fixed the RP Sample, but don't forget about the above I asked. Thanks.

done

Must be Rouerie

[hannahxbby]

First Name: Hanna (Jane)

Last Name: Castello

Age: 15

Appearance: Has wavy black hair, and has a unique sense of punk princess style. Hanna's hair is about 2-3 inches past her hair, with bold vibrant, blue eyes. She also has a small nose and distinct eyebrows. She has blue hair over her bangs and has a side bang too that covers part of her eye. Hannah also has a small unique scar under her chin from her father trying to teach her how to ride a bike when she was 5. She calls herself "different" for having it and doesn't mind covering it up.

History: Hannah was born in a small house to Michael and Destiny Castello. Hannah's mother and father were both magic making Hannah a pure blood and taught Hanna to use her powers for good and defense. Hanna was a whiny baby and always fought for her way. She then had to go through a tradgedy at a young age of 7 years old. Her father, Michael, had passed away due to Lung Cancer. It was hard on her and her mother. All they had were each other. Hannah had imagined Beauxbatons all her life, but was turned down by her evil grandmother who said she was too much of a 'whiny puss' to get in. That didn't stop Hannah though, know she thrives on the dream of Beauxbatons and find a pure blood mate to raise two children and they can be a Pure Blood family. When Hannah was 12 her mother left her and she lived alone for 3 years until coming to Beauxbatons.

Personality: Hannah is your typical teenage girl, she loves music, friends, and poetry. She is conceited and vain, but not to her friends. She fights fer her way and knows whats right. She is always looking for fun and is a rebel, but has an ADDICTIVE personality. Her friends see her as fun, crazy, wild, and they love to be around her. Hannah's friends always come first. She knows how to defend herself and friends. Hannah loves animals and adores her boarhound, Bruno. She is obssessive and most of the time cares about herself, but is ALWAYS willing to help her friends.

Sample RP: Hannah marched up the marble stairs, and grasped one of her mother's old diamond necklaces. She missed her mom and still doesn't know why she left. Shaking her head and focusing on her dream that she had for 15 years was about to happen. She knocked and then realized a sign that said "Welcome to Beauxbatons, come on in". She entered the door, and she felt a sudden rush go through her. All the excitement and all the kids made her feel warm inside.

Walking slowly into the school some girl walked into her.

"Watch where your going!" yelled Hanna

The girl just rolled her eyes. Hanna was betting and telling herself to treat more people with respect but she knew she couldn't do it. She sat down and put Bruno's cage up onto a bench and took him out. Stroking Bruno's head, she kissed him and wiped his eyes. She put Bruno back in his cage and took out the Beauxbaton's handbook and student supply list. Shaking her head without a care in the world at the moment, she took out a book and began to read it. Skimming the words slowly, she was so excited, focusing on the hard words wouldn't even help contain her excitement. Waiting, waiting, waiting, she was waiting and then saw all the student rush somewhere, she glanced to see where they were going and was shocked and excited all at the same time.

"Sorting time!!!" yelled Hanna.

Hanna rushed back and grabbed her cage, suitcases, bags, and hat. She forgot to zipper her bag and EVERYTHING fell out.

"Aww man." yelled Hanna as she stuffed everything back into the bag. Hanna heard a voice whisper "Go..now!" and she scurried off into the sorting room. She was watching about 10 students go by and Bruno started howling, she took her trembling, nervous, sweaty fingers and tapped the cage, and Bruno stopped. Most of the children were accepted and Hannah desperately waited to be accepted. It seemed like hours, so Hanna thought she would sit and read. Too bad her eyes were beginning to get baggy. Hanna hoped and wished to be sorted soon.

You need to add a lot too every section.
EDIT; Is that better? (;
Must be Rouerie

[megesregnal]

First name: Meges
Last name: Regnal
Age: 18
Appearance:http://www.rpgfan.com/pics/valkyrie-profile-silmeria/art-004.jpg

History: Mother died right after my birth. My father reportedly died in a battle against bandits, so I never met him. I was raised by . . . well the town of Hamel. So I learned a bit of everything, a jack of all trades.Though I stayed mainly with Marigold, the local, witch, medicine woman, herbalist. Most of my time, I buried my nose in Marigold's books. Two years ago I was engaged, to Celest, the innkeepers daughter. Everyone approved, all was good.
All good things came to and end though. She died . . . So I wander . . .

Personality: Cynical, distant, and cold to the outside world. He will usually chuckle at, what he finds, absurd. He has gotten into a few fights about that. He has very good manners and will use larger words than are necessary. He always offers help, though he would actually want to remain neutral. He is confident of his abilities, but not cocky about them. He believes that through magic he can find . . . a doorway, to a new realm. Why his soul screams to find it? He does not know.

Sample RP: A cool wind blew across the hilltop. No trees around to block the view of the sky.
"An infinite number of stars, countless galaxies." Meges whispered to Celest who lay beside him. A blanket on the grass was the bed, this night. The stars were their roof.
"Let's add one more." He whispered, as he pointed to the sky.
"What am I looking . . . at? . . . oh my." She gasped. A new star appeared, to her at least, right in the middle of the Big Dipper. Then faded away.
"Magic." Meges responded, before she asked.

This is such a jumbled up application. It needs a lot of work.

[sodapop]

First Name: Victoria Lyn
Last Name: Parker
Age: 16
Appearance:
History: Victoria Parker was born in Korea to a poor korean couple who barely had enough to feed themselves. The day their little girl was born had brought tears to their eyes, knowing that they would never let her live the life they were living right now. Only getting to hold her for at least a few minutes, the doctors soon took the baby away from the parents and put into an adoption center once they had thought the girl was ready to leave the hospital. The sound of her cries filled the hospital when she was taken out of the room and away from her parents.

When little Vicky was just about a year old, an English couple came through the doors of the adoption center, wanting to adopt a young girl. Anyone could tell the two were newlyweds. While they were there looking for a child to choose from, Vicky played by herself with the blocks in her hand, building a tower of blocks. There was a light twinkle in her eyes when the tower was just above her head, but as soon as she tried putting up the last block (the tower was pretty high up), it fell. Soft muffled cries led to the ears of her soon-to-be parents, and the couple knew somewhere deep in their hearts and mind, this was the little child they were to care for.

Life in England was just fine for miss Victoria Parker, she never bothered to wonder who her actual parents were, loving the love her adoptive parents Karen and Eli Parker gave to her. They were people that helped out with organizations and charities for the needy. From them, Vicky had compassion and love for everyone; even those that disliked her greatly. From then on, she knew, that her life was meant for helping out anyone in need just like her parents.

At the age of 10, her family had to move from the cozy home in England all the way to France because her father had gotten a job opportunity over there. Packing all their things, they moved all they could to their new home in France.

Things had somehow taken a toll for the worse one night. Victoria was at home with a neighbor who was supposed to watch on her when something horrible had happened. Her parents were coming home from a dinner party that night when a drunk driver had crashed into their car, heavily injuring both Karen and Eli. After hearing about that, Vicky and the neighbor made their way to the hospital they were at as quickly as they could.

Being there, she had let her tears flow freely from her face, not believing that could happen to them; of all people why them. She hoped and hoped that they would be okay, and as if her dreams came true, they were actually fine. Because of the crash though, it had brought them closer than ever.

At fifteen, a letter had been brought to her from the window of her home. It was the acceptance to Beauxbatons. It suprised both her and the adoptive parents that she was actually a witch. Getting everything together, she bid goodbye to her parents as she went off to the magical school she never knew of.

Who knows what's in store for her. Only time will tell.
Personality:
Soft-Spoken;;
She's always been the quietest out of all her friends and family, only saying things when necessary. Sometimes though, Victoria wishes that she was able to say things with confidence rather than hide behind words that mean nothing most of the time. Only when she's alone, she's able to say things without feeling fear.

Benevolent
Victoria is a very sweet person, always trying to create friends rather than make enemies. It seems like there isn't a single drop of hate in her, which isn't really true, she just chooses to be nice than mean. She's like the girl who's as sweet as candy, compassionate about everything that intrigues her, always the helping hand. Even though she knows she can't make everyone happy, Vicky'll do whatever it takes just to make someone happy for at least a while.

Romantic;;
It's true, she is a hopeless romantic at heart. She thinks about things like happy fairtytale endings because to her, all that corny stuff is actually really cute. She has her head in the clouds just thinking about what it would be like to have a guy of her own. It's only just a dream or daydream, but it never hurt her to just think about it.

Introverted
Victoria Lyn Parker is a very quiet person at heart. She would more likely turn down a party invite just to finish up a book she had started, say no to outings just to have some time to herself or spending it with her parents. She's just your average introverted teenager. She likes to be behind the scenes rather than be upfront in the limelight.
Sample RP: She was in her room again, studying like always before that big test that was coming up in her math class. It was a Friday and she was invited to a big party, but had turned it down just so she could do this. It was boring her to no end, but Victoria just had to go on with it. Her glasses falling off her nose, she took them off and closed up the textbook. Just a small break wouldn't hurt anyone.

Laying on her bed, she wondered about the days before today and how they somehow shaped her life, even if it was just a small one. Firstly, she had made a few friends that were older than her, she had aced a test in english yesterday, and other than that there was nothing that she had done. Closing her eyes, sleep took over her and a dream played inside her head.

"Honey!" Karen's voice called from the bottom of the steps. Victoria's eyes snapping open, she got up from the bed and ran her fingers through her hair. Standing up, she smoothed out her shirt before opening the door.

"Coming Mom!" Vicky said as she closed the door behind her. She'll study and finish her dream later. For now, she'll just spend some quality time with her family.

Must be Cossu

[catpower]

First Name: Kasey
Last Name: McConanwitch
Age: 14
Appearance:
History: Kasey was born to Charles and Maggie Lynn McConanwitch. She has 2 older brother, Jack and Peter, who are identical twins. Dad's a pure-blood and Mom's a half-blood seer.
Every summer, they take a porkey and go to France to visit their their Uncle Joseph Johnas and his family.
From the moment Kasey was born she loved to draw and was very creative. Upon turning 11, she has become more creative and has inherited her mother's ability in being able to interpret crystal balls.

Kasey had gotten 2 letters on her 11th birthday. One letter was from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and the second letter was from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.
Kasey couldn't wait to learn magic, because then she could repay her twin brothers back for the tricks they play on her.

Personality: Kasey is friendly and extremely smart for someone her age. People are surprised when after talking to her, that she is only 11. She loves being around family and friends, especially her cousin Fleur Johnas who lived in France. Kasey loves to draw. She has a knack for remembering her dreams. She gets really annoyed when people interrupt her from glazing in a crystal ball or from drawing down her dreams or images of what she's seen in the crystal ball.

Sample RP: Kasey had gotten a letter from Beauxbaton Academy of Magic. " Ooh , Ma and Pa are going to disown you!" Her older twin brothers had told her. It was known fact by know, Kasey McConanwitch is not going to Hogwarts, like the rest of her family. Kasey ran down the hall to her Pa's study. " Are you busy Pa? " she asked. Kasey was relieved to Pa's voice. " Not at all , Kase. Come on in."
Kasey loved it when her pa called her Kase, it made her fell special. " So my creative gal, how'a feeling about Beauxbatons?" Mr. McConanwitch asked. Kasey took a minute then responded " Well a bit a scared I guess. Oh, did Fleur 's letter come yet ?"
Fleur Johnas was Kasey's cousin, who was part fairy and was attending Beauxbatons. Pa was looking through his desk and was probably looking for Fleur's letter. "yes, Fleur's letter arrived a few minutes ago. I didn't recognize the owl who delivered it, but your cousin Fleur probably just got an owl. Ah here it is." then her pa straighten and handed her the letter.
Kasey looked at it for a minute it definitely was Fleur's handwriting. Suddenly the letter flew out of her hand and she turn around to see Peter, one of her brothers. " Peter! Give me back my letter now." Kasey demanded angrily. Peter smirked "Why on earth would want to write to Fleur,the fairy witch?" Kasey rolled her eyes " For 3 reasons, Peter. One she's our cousin. Two I like writing to her and three , because she is currently attending Beauxbatons." she looked at her pa's desk and found that he was in his armchair reading. "Peter.." Kasey heard someone say, so she turned back to her stupid brother Peter and there was Jack, Peter's twin. " Give Kasey back her letter right now. otherwise I'll inform Pa that you're invading and reading other people's letters." Grudgingly Peter gave her back her letter. " Thanks, so much, Jack." She said smiley " I'm not that much of a demon like Peter." Kasey laughed." Oh, Jack . What would I do without you. " Kase, the carriage is here." Her pa told her and helped her carry her trunk to the carriage.
Leaning out of the carriage window Kasey saw jack by the down."Tell Fleur I said hi and that Peter called her the fairy witch."Then with a wink he closed the front door.

You need to add more to your History section, as well as your Personality section. Your RP needs to be longer and stronger.

[levibryan22]

First Name:Levi
Last Name: Bryan
Age: 16
Appearance:



History:
Levi was born August 22, 1991. He was born into a pureblood family. Levi was never rich, nor poor. His childhood was a decent one, though he had very few friends. Levi is an only child but was never spoiled much by his parents. When he was 7 was when he first started learning his basic magic.

At age 12 Levi became a hero. On Dec. 14th Levi and Jacob (his best friend) were playing around on the ice. When all of a sudden Jacob fell through the ice. Levi instantly dove underneath the water and saved him. Though he got very sick afterwards. He never regretted what he did though. Jacob is still his best friend though they go to different schools.

At 14 Levi got his first girlfriend. She was an amazing girl that he loved dearly. They were together a year until Feb. 2 when she broke his heart. Levi was coming over to surprise her when she caught her cheating on him. He was so hurt by this and it was all that he could do to control his anger against the other boy. This afftects his feelings about relationships in the future. He preferes not to get attached and he never wants to get hurt like that again.


Personality:
Levi is a charmer, he would do anything for a pretty face. He is a very loyal person. If you ask him to do something, he will do it instantly, usually, no questions asked. Levi is often a bit of a flirt though he doesn't mean anything by it. He loves to party and have fun, but he also knows when to settle down and get back to work. He's not a quite or shy person, he's very outgoing and loves meeting new people. He usually has only one or two close friends, but a whole group of random friends. Levi loves to write poetry and draw. He isn't overly smart, but he is very creative and loves working with that sort of stuff. He also has a weird obsession with roses. Levi is often a joker, when he doesn't feel very serious. He is sarcastic a lot too. It helps him feel a little bit superior though he doesnt do it to hurt people, just to joke around.

Sample RP:
Levi stood outside of the school, looking over the lake. He sighed softly. This was only his first week here and he had not found a person that he was willing to let close to him. He lifted the rose he was carrying and examined it in the moonlight. A rose, a symbol of love, they were so similar. The pure look of a rose had always inspired him. The rich, red, color looked pale in the moonlight. Levi sighed again and sat next to the bank. The lake sparkled in front of him, a reflection of the moon and of him bore down across the waters. It was a lovely night just to sit and think. Think about what used to be, what he missed. He missed her most of all, but knew that he would never go back. He had almost completely gotten over the past. Never again would he be with her again. She was long forgotten in his memory, except for a nagging part of his mind that always asked him, what could have been.

This was usually the time he would start formulating a poem or song to get his mind of things. It was one of his favorite things to do. Levi loved getting his feelings out through creative things. It was his way to let everyone know how he was feeling, without seeming like a baby about it. And for some reason, girls liked that sort of thing.

After a while he heard the rustle of the bushes. He stood up, holding his wand at the ready. Prepared to strike if he was attacked. Levi hated to be taken by surprise so this angered him a little. He had gone out to be by himself, if someone was spying on him, he was just going to get angry.

"Beautiful view isn't it?" said a female voice. A tall, young, blonde girl walked out of the bushes. She never took her eyes off him.

"Do I know you?" he asked. His eyes looking her over. Trying to recognize her from somewhere.

Must be Rouerie

[rayne15]

First Name: Kayleb
Last Name: Steine
Age: claims to be around 15, but is truly 33
Appearance:
Kayleb stands at about 6'1" and weighs around 149 pounds. He has a square-shaped face, sharpening out his facial features. His jaw is pretty chiseled and his nose straight and sharp. His eyes are light blue an almost gray color. His eyes however switch to a dark royal blue almost azure color whenever his bloodlust begins to get the better of him. His hair doesnt match his eyes like most people's, instead Kayleb's hair is a dark brown. Even though its dark brown, that doesnt stop him from dyin his hair black. Keeping up witht he trends, Kayleb has his hair in the infamous emo cut, his dark bangs constantly falling in hsi eyes. His hair ends just past his ears tough he has been known to let it grow longer.

His lean, toned body is the result of the vampire's metabolism. All o his muscles stay toned by his morning runs and also by his ritual exercises. Luckily Kayleb's body stayed lean and didnt become bulky with his daily workouts. Like amny stereotypical vampires, Kayleb has pale skin but he manages to pull off the pale look well.

Surprisingly, Kayleb is a man of style. He tends to wear the season's latest styles. But as he's posing as a student, he's dumbed down his style retorting to t-shirts and jeans mostly. He often wears black, thinking the color makes him suave and mysterious.
History:
It was some 33 years ago when a young woman made a deal with one of France's most influential vampires, Roderick Lemos. The deal, she would give one of her suspected twins to the vampire to help keep her fiance's wizarding name from shame. A taste of her blood sealed the deal and so Lemos waited.

About four months later, the woman gave birth to two healthy boys, Bastien and Kayleb. Before the birth, she had owled Lemos, who arrived jst as the birthing ended. The master vampire quickly took the one he saw fit, Kayleb. Needing an explanation for things, Kayleb's mother performed a strong memory charm, making the hospital workers think that one of the twins had died during birthing. So while one twin went off to live a normal life in a wizarding environment, the other was to be brought up a creature of the night.

For the entire time of his adolescence, Kayleb was brought up in the way of the vampire, his supposed life never being known. He grew to love the scent and sight of blood. Kayle of course wouldnt be bitten until he was 15. It was when he hit that age that he truly felt alive. He endured the many days of pain of transforming, but he was soon on his feet and prowling.

It was many years after his transformation did he finally think of his human life. He knew that he had been born to a witch but that was all Lemos ever told him. Being the curious immortal he was, he begged his sire to explain more of his supposed life. Let's just say he was immediately attracted to his would-be life. A family of five, all of wizarding descent, living in a Muggle village with hopes for a new life. What really intrigued him about his famiyl was his dead twin brotehr. The way Lemos spoke of his brother's death, Kayleb couldnt help but think the death fake. Deciding that not only was it time to go out on his own, but also to find his "dead" brother. Kayleb set off, but not before Lemos handed over an old acceptance letter. It was from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, the wizarding school located a few miles away. And so he set off in search for the brother he believes to be immortal.
Personality:
As a friend, Kayleb stays loyal and true. The few that stay on his list of companions are what help make him who he is. Though most of his friends are vampires, he's befriended humans before. To large crowds of people, Kayleb becomes loud and obnoxious. Most dont like him then, but thats just how he is. However, when you get him alone, one-on-one, Kayleb does a complete one-eighty. Whenever he's alone with someone, he's quieter but a bit more flirtatious. Once youve gotten used to hsi ever-changing personality, youll grow to love him. Especially when he's grown so fond of you he wants to protect you from anything.Kayleb's just a well-rounded flirty creature of the night.
Sample RP:
Sunny and cloudless. Not his kind of day. Bastien personally preferred a cloudier day, the clouds protecting him from the sun rays. A gentle sigh left him as he continued glancing out the Rouerie boys' dorm window. His hands rested on the window sill, his dark eyes gazing outwards. It wasnt normally his thing to go outside when it was so sunny but he had nothing better to do. So he turned away from the window, deciding that he'd have to face his odd enemy called the sun. Bastien rubbed his eyes gently before rummaging in his trunk before finding some of his newer Muggle clothes. After twenty minutes of looking, he finally decided on his black shirt and some shorts to wear. They werent his favorite piece of clothings but he figured it was good enough to walk around in.

Quickly, he slipped the clothes on after shedding his pajama pants. When he had finished clothing himself, he stood there in his empty dorm room. He had nothing to do now that he was clothed. The tall boy scratched his head, his dark hair falling in his eyes as he continued standing there. His htoughts went outwards thinking of all the places he could go. There was the kitchen, the commonroom, or the Quidditch Pitch. That was a decent place. He hated Quidditch but the Pitch was always an enjoyable place to go. He slipped on some shoes and ran out of his dorm room, stepping out of the castle.

As he suspected the sun was beating down on his pale skin making him cringe. As he walked down the rocky patht that would lead him to the Pitch. As he made his way there, he thought of Scarlett and Vanity. The two girls were good friends of his and he liked hanging out with both even if the two seemed to be obsessed with the whole wearing a bikini while watching out for guys thing. His eyes rolled just at the thought of it, thinking it ridiculous at his friends' hobbies.

It had taken him much longer to get to his desired destination. The vampire had tried his best to avoid all the sunny spots, but had failed miserably. The tall boy stood there at one of the many entrances to the Quidditch Pitch, glancing around before spotting who else but Scarlett and Vanity. He made his way over to them, a smirk already on his thin lips.

Bastien crossed his arms over his chest before stopping in front of the two gorgeous females. "Why am I not surprised that I find the two of you here?"

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Must be Rouerie

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First Name:
Hallie
Last Name:
Demouxe
Age:
11
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History:
Hallie grew up in a high class family. Her parents are growing Magical Law Enforcers in the French Ministry of Magic. They haven't been well discovered yet, but Hallie takes pride in them and the work that they do. Hallie grew up in a small town called Eze. Her house was modern, hidden from muggle view with a disillusion charm. It was there she grew up, a quiet life. Her brother and sisters all were of magical blood, and went to Beauxbatons long before her. On her eleventh birthday, she got her letter to come to Beauxbaton herself, and no other excitement to could be felt.
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