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[whinnie]

First Name:

Whinnie

Last Name:

Paisley

Age:

Sixteen

Appearance:

History:

Whinnie Noelle Paisley was born on August Sixteenth to a French couple, Jude Paisley and Vienna Winter-Paisley. Ever since she was born, Whinnie had always been on the rich side of life, the reason why? Well for one thing, her father was one of the most wanted lawyers in France and her mother was a famous romance novelist. And because of the fact that her parents always had money with them, they spoiled their only child with whatever she wanted. If she wanted new clothes she'd get new clothes in an instant. That pretty much summed up on how rich her family was. Of ocurse though, being the sweet compassionate little girl she was, she always held whatever anyone had given to her close; it was a way for her to know that people cared truly enough for her that they would actually give her gifts. All throughout her childhood did she live her life with her family happily.

By the time she was four, her first sight of magic had appeared. It had happened the day before her fifth birthday; she had gotten a bit too excited over a huge present her parents were hiding from her. With her curiosity growing something strange happened. A huge box was floating in the air from the spot where it was hidden from. Squealing from delight, her parents Jude and Vienna had come to check up on her to see the surprise present. It was then that Vienna and Whinnie had to learn of Jude's secret. He was a wizard. He had always been afraid of what his wife would think of if he were to tell her that he was a wizard but was relieved to find out that she was much too in love with him to tell him that she could have never dealt with that. The four-year-old though was much more delighted to know that she was special from the kids in her school.

When she was eleven, she had gotten an acceptance letter to go to Beauxbatons. And ofcourse she was very excited about this. She basically ran around her entire house just to show how happy she was that she would be going to a wizardry school. Both her parents had been pleased that she would be able to learn more about her magical heritage through the school she would be attending soon. With every piece of her belongings packed up and ready to move, she hugged and kissed and had those sappy family goodbyes. Well at least she'd be able to see them during the school breaks right?

Personality:

Starting with the better of her personality traits, Whinnie is a kind person to be around. She likes the feeling of having people depend on her, asking her for advice, just being there for them. The emotional support if you will. Why she likes that feeling you may ask? It's just because when people depend on her she feels as though she's actually worth something to her friends and they aren't faking to be her friend or anything like that. She's more or less the kind of friend you would want if you wanted someone to listen to you.

She really is a nice person at heart, having compassion and a helping hand always ready for you. She's the kind of person who would stand up for her friends but never for herself. She'll worry more about you than herself and save you whenever you need help. She holds her special people close to her heart and that losing her friends would mean losing a piece of her heart. She'd even be willing to die for them if they meant so much to her.

Whinnie's a bit of a klutz and can't walk up or down the stairs without tripping. She'll trip over anything: shoes, rugs, stairs, people, sticks, even air. It's sometimes a bit weird, having to see a sixteen-year-old girl just falling everywhere without meaning to. Sometimes it's funny and sometimes it's not. Her being a klutz had gotten her into many sticky situations and it's just a weird feeling for her.

Whinnie's also a sarcastic person who has witty remarks she thinks of twisting the words that came out of said person's mouth which tends to lead to insults. It's a bit flaw of hers to just immediately say something whenever she knows she can twists someone words. It's not meant to hurt someone's feelings, but she can't help it, it comes out before she even thinks about the words. Her sarcasm sometimes falls into play whenever she becomes annoyed and let me tell you, she gets annoyed easily if you're someone she begins to dislike after you speak to her for a few minutes.

Lying is what she does best and she hates that fact. When she lies, she shows emotions that go for that certain time and won't start laughing until she's out of the person's sight she told the lie to. Most people believe whatever she says since she also adds a little too much detail into her made-up-on-the-spot lies. Whinnie Noelle Paisley can also be one hxll of a bxtch if she wanted to be. If you ever made her mad or talked crap about her friends then you would be a dead person. She'll first begin to yell and then maybe a bxtch slap every now and then. It's sort of scary seeing her mad which is why she really isn't all that mad all the time.

Sample RP:

The moonlight shined softly in the heated summer sky. Looking at the hill, there was a womanly figure just lying in the patch of grass and looking into the sky. My oh my, would you look at that. It's none other than Whinnie Noelle Paisley. She had been doing nothing more than counting the big bright stars. She hadn't done stargazing in a while that she had forgotten the constellations in the sky. A smile graced her features as looking up at the sky had reminded her of home. Then again, Beauxbatons was her home as well and nothing was ever wrong with having a first and second home now huh.

"I wonder how Mother and Father are doing." She murmured softly to herself. That had been the only thought that had gone through her mind since this morning after sending a letter to them through an owl. It's been a while now, being here, but I'm sttill not used to the whole "Use owls for letter transporting." Just plain weird. A cool wind ran past her dark hair and tickled her scalp. Her eyelids were becoming heavy with tiredness and soon enough, Whinnie had drifted off into dream world just for a while. Only for a little while.

Must be Rouerie

[teejaylove]

First Name: Tyler
Last Name: Harlen
Age: 16
Appearance:
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History: Tyler was born on November 26th. To his mother and father. Lisa and Michael Harlen a pure blooded family. Tyler was always a small Hyper child. When he was Two Tyler got a Baby Sister. Annie Harlen. And when he was 5 he got a baby brother Michael Harlen Jr. Since a small age Tyler has had a Knack For Getting into everything. Tyler had actually blew up a small closet when he was 8 using his dads wand. It sparked Tyler's interest in getting into Trouble as His mother had waved it off as an accident and Tyler got off Scotch Free.

Tyler's parents choice was to have him and his siblings Home schooled by one of the finest Private Teachers there money could by. As Tyler came from a rich family that resided in the Netherlands he usually always got the best of everything. Tyler stayed Home schooled along with his Siblings until the teacher refused to teach him anymore. Tyler would always skip class and sneak out to hang out in the Muggle Town nearby called Amsterdam. Of course a 15 year old boy could find a lot to get in trouble there. Especially a boy that was never open to this life. Of course Tyler made a few friends, Muggles as it may be Tyler didn't care at the moment. They were his escape from that retched house he was stuck in.

At 15 Tyler was brought up on charges by the ministry for exposing magic to the muggle boys he had been hanging around. Of course Tyler pretended to be innocent and his parents helped get him out of trouble but his punishment was being sent here. Away from where he lived. Tyler hates it. He hates being watched every turn he makes. He feels more smothered then he did at home.

Personality: Tyler's does not have the best personality ever. He's got a screw life and authority type of outlook on life. He seems Hard and Mean on the outside. but theres a few people Tyler does open up to.

Even though Tyler may seem tough. He's a big softy inside. If Tyler lets you get close enough to him to find out feel privileged. Back Home Tyler was only nice to his little siblings and his significant others. Tyler may seem like a confusing boy. and he is.

Tyler's Moods change all the time. Brace yourself cause you never know what side of Tyler your going to get. One minute he may be up in your face. The Next he maybe goofing off and making you laugh. If you never Expect him to be anything he will never let you down. Expect him to be in a certain mood and your going to be let down. Cause most likely even if he is. he wont stay in it long

Sample RP:

Tyler walked down to the lawns. he needed some fresh air the drama around school was too much for him to handle. he missed the calm life he had back in the Netherlands. But of course his parents had shipped him away here when he had gotten in trouble back home. Whatever he thought as Tyler walked along. Spotting a tree Tyler sat under it. his back to the tree and his legs out straight in front of him.

Tyler stuck out like a sore thumb around here. He never wore the uniform except maybe to class. Right now Tyler had on a pair of jeans. Not tight, not those skinny jeans that seemed to be the rave and they weren't girl jeans. but they weren't as baggy as guy pants should be. He had on a striped hoodie. And his hair typical rocker kid. he had his bangs going in front of his eyes. Tyler bit on the lip ring that was smack dab in the middle of his lip. His parents and some of the professors around here had tried to get him to take it out. but Tyler wasn't going to. He liked it too much.

Tyler was suddenly hit in the head with what looked like an acorn by a little first year. yay. not. the little girl came over giggling as she apologized. Tyler rolled his eyes. "whatever don't do it again" he glared at her slightly. Tyler wouldn't hurt a little girl but it was fun to make them think he would. the girl scampered off hurriedly back to her friends.

Tyler was bored here. he got up walking around some little boy ran into him he growled slightly and rolled his eyes. what was up with these little kids. he pushed the boy back Tyler will admit the boy was kinda cute but he had to be 13 and definitely Tyler didn't go for that sort of age difference. Tyler turned seeing a professor staring at him sternly "you have detention tonight 2 hours before dinner" he heard the professor speak, this was totally unfair. just for bullying a little boy a little. Couldn't anyone do anything now a days. "Whatever, not like i punched the kid in the face" Tyler walked by the professor. and headed back toward the castle. he needed to find his friends. he was bored and now pissed off. he didn't want to deal with this.

Must be Sournois

[lizzartnett]

First Name: Elizabeth

Last Name: Hartnett

Age: 16

Appearance:



History:
Elizabeth was born in Surrey, England, in 1990, to Miles Hartnett and Amelia Gillian Hartnett. Miles was a squib and a werewolf, and he worked as street cleaner in Hogsmeade. In other hand, Amelia was a witch who worked as keeper of a tea shop, in Hogsmeade as well. Both of them met there and fell in love. Two years later they married, no secrets between them, including Miles situation. They decided to find a little house in Surrey, and they used the floo powder to travel to Hogsmeade, where they were still working. They had four children - Iris, Chris, Amanda and Elizabeth - all of them with one year age difference.

Iris, the oldest, was known as the coquette. She loved to hangout and travel with friends, flirt with every boys who passed through her and studies weren't her strong. Now, with 19 years old, she's working as an architect.

Chris, the only boy, was known as the sportsman. He played quidditch since he was 4 years old, and in school he became the best chaser for his house - Ravenclaw. Now, with 18 years old he's a professional quidditch player for an English team.

Amanda, the second girl, was known as the artist. She loved to paint landscapes, draw, make little sketches and sculptures. She went to Beauxbatons and was a very famous Cossu. Now, she's finishing her specialization as landscape painter.

Finally, Elizabeth, the youngest, was known as the book eater. Since, she learned how to read she devoured books, romances being her favourite ones. She's also a dreamer and realistic, making her the most complex of the children. Just like Amanda, she received an invitation from Beauxbatons, and accepted. She studied five years, and now she's in her sixth year. During all those years, she only found a true friend - her confidant, her only friend, two years older. Now, Elizabeth is quite alone, once her friend finished school and went to London, where she's working in the Ministry of Magic. Lizzy is also the most similar to her father. She's not a squib, but she has some latent powers, which she related to the werewolf blood, however she never tried to use them, being quite afraid of them.


Personality:
Book Eater: Elizabeth is completely crazy about books. She loves every kind of books, however, her favourites are romances. She's not very good as a writer, but she dreams that one day she can write her own romance.

Dreamer: Elizabeth is a dreamer, in some areas, like love, she's still waiting that things fall from the sky. She also believes in destiny, and in God. She has lots of dreams, but she knows how to distinguish real life with fiction.

Realistic: When it's about career, family, friends and other subjects, Elizabeth is very realistic, and she knows very well how to hide her emotions, being sometimes a little cold in the way she behaves, especially when she contacts with boys.

Simple: Lizzy likes to be very simple in every way, including the way she dresses. And she loves the simplicity of nature, adoring to make long walks, and sometimes, flights with her brother's old broom.

Solitary: Elizabeth likes her loneliness to reflect about life. When she wants to be alone, it's difficult for others to approach her. She can be really nasty when troubled.

Romantic: Although, she's very realistic, sometimes cold and stubborn, she's also very romantic. It's difficult to steal her heart, but when people do it, she's the most sympathetic and amazing person to be around.


Sample RP:
One hour later, Elizabeth heard a clock ring and everyone started joining their things and getting out. She realized the potion's class was over for today. So, she grabbed her things and kept everything she could inside her bag. Letting her colleagues get out, Lizzy went to professor Linda and delivered her finished potion's sample, wishing it was well done.

Breathing deeply, she realized how much famishing she was. Once she woke up late, for the first time in her all life, she didn't have time to have breakfast. So, she went fast to the Dining Room. She only had ten minutes until the next class, which was DADA, but she couldn't work or even think when she was hungry. She never skipped the breakfast before, and she wasn't used to it.
When she got to the Dining Room, it was quite empty, there were only some older students, studying, eating and others chatting. Probably, they had a spare time to rest and study.

Elizabeth ate everything the faster she could and then she ran to her next class. The problem was to find the classroom. Even when she took the schedule, she couldn't find it. "Oh no! I can't believe that..." Lizzy cursed herself for not bringing a map, it was the second time she was late for a class... a terrible start. While she was walking, she asked everyone she could for some directions, and finally she found it. Now, the problem was that the doors were closed. She looked to her clock "10 minutes late... oh God." Lizzy whispered to herself, and looking around. The corridor was completely empty and silent.

She looked to the doors and tried to open them. But, they were closed. Now, she was feeling even more worried. What if late students couldn't enter and attend class? Trying once more, this time Elizabeth knocked on the door. For her surprise the doors opened, letting her watch the inside. For her embarrassment, the students were already working. They seemed to be reading a text. The professor was in the other side of the classroom observing her, like everyone else. Blushing a little, Lizzy entered and the doors closed again. Looking to the professor, she apologized "Good morning, professor. I'm really sorry for the delay... i just... couldn't find the classroom." she said, twisting her hands, and fearing some sermon from her.

Then, she looked to the blackboard and saw the name of the professor, and some questions. Walking fast, she went to one of the tables and sat down near a tawny guy, introducing herself in a whisper "Hello! Can i sit here? I'm Elizabeth Hartnett." she smiled to him, putting her things on the table. She looked to her book, and opened it in the correct page. Probably, they had to read that text to answer the questions.

Must be Cossu

[simmone]

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[ajsimmons]

First Name: Amelia-Jay [known as AJ]

Last Name: Simmons

Age: 16

Appearance:


History:
Born in Sheffield, England in 1992, Amelia was the second daughter of pure-blood parents, Frank & Lucy Simmons – who own a small tea shop down in Sheffield’s city centre. Frank & Lucy met each other while studying magic at Hogwarts; Frank was an outcast in Ravenclaw and Lucy was a very popular Hufflepuff. Once married in 1987, Frank & Lucy moved out into the country side for a quieter life – with the consequence of selling their tea shop. Yet, once settled, Frank & Lucy had a baby girl, named Niamh, who was born one year before Amelia-Jay arrived.

Niamh Simmons used to always be the outcast at Hogwarts – she was bullied because everyone believed that she was a muggle-born due to no records kept that proved her parent’s blood purity. Yet, she managed to pull through for the first four years with only one person by her side – her best friend Lauraine. Lauraine was a muggle-born but she was different - instead of thinking it of an embarrassment, she was proud of her blood. This inspired Niamh so much to pull through with her life instead of giving up due to the pressure placed on her shoulders. But during her forth year as a Hufflepuff, this changed dramatically. Lauraine, her only true friend, was moving away to Beauxbatons Academy – leaving Niamh alone in a school that didn’t want her. This affected her grades and personality – turning her from a happy fourteen year old, to a depressed fourteen year old. She would beg her parents to let her go to Beauxbatons, yet during Christmas 2006, her parents inquired about Beauxbatons; thinking that it would be better for their daughters.

Amelia-Jay, whose nickname is AJ, is the youngest daughter of Frank & Lucy Simmons. Born 4th April 1992, Amelia-Jay inherited her sisters traits - long brunette hair, luscious chocolate brown eyes and the porcelain skin. Even with these looks, Amelia-Jay didn't care about how she looked - she just wanted the best education. Unlike her sister, Amelia-Jay wasn't an outcast - she was almost popular but it was Niamh that brought her down. During her three year stay at Hogwarts, Amelia-Jay was sorted as a Ravenclaw due to the intelligence which she inherited from her dad. She always enjoyed the finer things in life including painting and reading yet she could be found listening to rock music when her mum wasn't looking. Amelia-Jay didn't want to leave Hogwarts like her sister did, she had no reason to. Yet after thinking about her sister's suffering, she decided to agree with Niamh and ask to move.

Once deciding that it would be better for both Niamh & Amelia-Jay, the Simmons family moved to Paris, France where two invitations were delivered for the daughters - inviting them to join Beauxbatons. Typically, the two girls accepted and are now hoping that they will stay together as sisters.

Personality:
Amelia-Jay isn't the easiest person to describe personality wise. She had a very simple life at Hogwarts with her looks bringing her friends - yet at Beauxbatons she hopes that it is more of a challenge as she wants to see if she can accomplish life without having to use her looks to bring it. Amelia-Jay also wants to see if she can test her intelligence that she had inherited.

She is kind at heart, helping anyone to accomplish their dreams, even if they don't like her. Sometimes she does rebel including many times with her sister and father as she thinks that they don't understand her complex life but growing up around muggles has also made her soft; she won't hurt anyone unless they anger her and finds anything she is not used to amazing and magical.

She is also a dreamer - she doodles anything she wants to express her feelings yet these can include the mysterious and loneliness inside her brittle heart. All she wants is someone to love her for who she is on the inside - not what she looks like on the outside.

Sample RP:
Amelia-Jay sat out on the lawn, watching the clouds drift across the clear blue sky. She was always outside enjoying the simple surroundings of the lake - which rippled as the wind picked up. It was a beautiful sight to see - birds flying at amazing speeds, the water glistening as the sun's rays hit the reflective surface and the leaves blowing in the wind - with the occasional one falling off and gently falling to the grass below. The green grass was still slightly damp from morning due - yet dry enough to sit on.
As a gust of cool breeze hit Amelia-Jay from behind, strands of her long wavy brunette hair blew forward, creating a mane affect around her head.

Amelia-Jay sat alone, until a figure came walking toward her. The figure came into focus as the gleaming smile gave the person away.
"Morning Niamh!" Amelia-Jay smiles back at her sister. Niamh sat down next to her, obviously to enjoy the same amazing view her younger sister was watching. They sat there for five minutes, not saying a word. Amelia-Jay began dreaming about her life ahead as she knew she couldn't stay how she is now forever.

As the bell rang, Amelia-Jay came out of her dream - a smile has made it's way onto her face like an elastic band, stretching from one corner of her mouth to the other. The Simmons Sisters grabbed their bags and headed back up to the school, giving each other a hug when they departed ways. As Amelia-Jay entered the east wing of the school, she knew that she was late again. The corridor along to Charms was completely empty apart from herself. She rushed along, trying to remember which oak door was the right one. As a guess she opened the third one on the right, hoping that it was the right one. Luckily as she entered, she recognized her class mates - one of them being the unforgettable face of her best friend Elanor Yates. She quickly walked over to her seat next to Elanor, sat down and collected her books from her bag. Once she was sorted, Amelia-Jay turned to Elanor and whispered:
"You know, if your ever stuck getting me a birthday present - I could always do with a watch". Both of the girls smiled and turned back to the front - ready to start the lesson.

Must be Rouerie

[charlielebeau]

First Name:Charlie(Middle name: Louis)
Last Name: Le Beau
Age: 13
Appearance:


Charlie has brown(formerly dirty Blond) hair and blue eyes (though he weres coloured contacts) and stands about 5"5. He's not very strong but makes up for it in speed and agility. He (and his sister) both look like his mother. At 6 he cut himself on a piece of glass and has a large scar across his chest due to this. His eyes are as round as coins and his left ear is pierced. He usually where's jeans and t-shirts with black, blue, or white Converse All Stars.



He is quite lanky.
He is physically fit and very good at PE which his father made him do at home.

History:
Charlie was born on the 3rd of October 1994 into a rich half blood French-American Family and lived in America for 3 years until he moved to France 10 years ago. His little brother is a Squib and because of that has deep resentment and envy for Charlie. His mother Rachelle (who is a Healer) is muggle born but went to Hogwarts and his father, Louis (Who works in The French MOM), is pure blood, and attended Beauxbatons at Charlie's age. His brother, Maxx, is a squib and has always loved magic more than his elder brother, and attends a muggle boarding school in France.
He also has a younger sister Marie-Claire who is a lot like her brother in many ways.
When he was 4 he showed signs of exceptional magic, blowing up balloons with his mind. Due to this his parents kept him away from muggle kids so he now has limited social skills.
He is very prinicpled and can tell right from wrong.
Being Half Blood, he has both muggle and wizarding grandparents. He often visits his mothers parents but

Personality:Charlie is very intelligent with an IQ of 120, he surpasses both his parents academically he is also an avid runner and is excellent at high jump. He's laid back and loves to snowboard. He hates Pure Blood enthusiasts as his grandfather joined Voldemorts Death Eaters. He enjoys reading books and writing books. He has a large library at home and a signed copy of most of the Gilderoy Lockheart books.
He also enjoys Quiddtich and usually plays Chaser against his father who was a Keeper in School. He has limited social skills due to his parents keeping him away from other children and can be extremely tactless and blunt. He won't say something is good when it clearly is not.
He's not good around girls after a failed date with a Girl in Bordeaux, where he dropped Coca Cola on to her Gucci dress.

He has a bit of a temper and can lose it when provoked. He holds his mothers side of the family in high regard but despises his fathers.

He loves both Muggle(Which his father detestes) and Wizarding music. He loves the wierd sisters. As for muggle music he is a sucker for Country and loves Carrie Underwood, Rascal Flatts and Kellie Pickler. He also likes Bon Jovi.

He dislikes house elves being virtuly inslaved even though his parents insist they like working.
Sample RP:
As Charlie looked up at the Palace, his heart did a back flip. He was here. He Was FINALLY here. 11 Whole years I've been waiting to be here he thought.


He looked over the great lake and saw the Faces of the Friends he left in Bordeaux, Anais, Jaq, Robert and Yumi and he almost ALMOST shed a tear. His brother hated him even more, because Charlie was living HIS dream.He wondered what house he would be in he hoped with all his heart Rouerie, because he despised Sourouis, because it was his fathers house and Cossu, well he was hopeless at art, writing and music. Again and again he thought about his old life in Bordeaux and again almost cried. But he was here and the past was behind me. The future was ahead, and looking at the Palace,Charlie thought it was going to be bright.

He walked up to the palace with the rest of the first years and entered a big Hall. The headmistress was waiting to Sort everyone. Until his name was called Charlie looked around the hall he saw a lot of the girls looked like they had Veela blood. He wached the wood Nymphs sing slowly until..."Le Beau, Charlie"... he was about to be sorted. He gulped and made his way to the cloak.

None of your sections are long enough. Please add a lot more to each of them and also use spellcheck.

OK sorry=] I've changed it:P

Must be Cossu

[bellz325]

First Name:Elizabeth

Last Name: Halowell

Age: 16

Appearance:

History: Elizabeth was born on march 25.She lived with her grandmother because of the sudden death of her mother.she is a very down to earth person more than her two sisters Prue and Phebe.She has had a hard child hood with her grandmother because her father had nothing to do with her and she was always made fun of and was the middle sister.

Personality: Elizabeth always reacts like a person who really cares about the subject.She has a thing for always dressing really nice.She also love to have a lot of shoes and clothes.When Elizabeth gets angry to cool her self down she makes a fist with her hands and then flicks them out.She loves to draw demon like pictures and come up with spells to vanquish them.She always says what she believes in.When she likes some one she consistently writes there name on things but yet she is not a clingy person.she acts some times like she is older than she really is.But over all she is a fun loving kinda girl.

Sample RP: Elizabeth was sitting in her black and green room all by her self thinking of what she could do to get the harsh sudden death of her mother off her mind and how things would be different if her mother had not of died after having the birth of Elizabeth's younger sister Phebe.

As she was biting her lip, the girl heard a noise coming from down the hall she soon realized that it was her older sister telling her younger sister to get out of her room as she slammed the door.

I see that you changed the spelling of the last name, but you still don't need to use the history of anything to do with Charmed. That being said you need to add more to your History, Personality and RP Sample sections.

[axle]

First Name: Axle

Last Name: Ryan

Age: 19

Appearance:



History:

Axle was born in German and soon after moved to France to live with his Aunt and Uncle near Paris. He learned both German and French then later on his Aunt thought it would be good for him to know English and he learned that. When he was 11 he started to go to Beauxbatons it was such an exciting time for him! It was great fun and a new experience and far better than sitting at home with an old stingy aunt and uncle. Buy his fifth year he had learned that girls just weren't his thing. They made wonderful friend but far too needy in relationships but he never really ventured into the relmh of men!

Personality:

Axle is a very giggly bubble boy, but if you get him in a room alone with a boy he thinks is cute he shuts right up! He had no idea what to say, he gets all stuttery and calms up. But other wise he jokes around and is a very fun loving guy. He loves to read and write and drawing is something he just loves! He will set in a tree for hours and just draw what he sees. He loves nature to breath the air and see the birds and water is his favorite part of nature. Swimming is another passion of his. He could just swim for hours and hours and be so happy.

Sample RP:

Axle yawned loudly and turned over and looked at the time, "s**t! s**t s**t!" he said as he scrambled out of bed trying to get the sheets untangled around his feet. He groaned as he fell over the sheets tangled in his feet, "Ah!" he said it was already 7:30 and he was supposed to be at the school like ten minutes ago getting ready to tutor someone. He sat down and got his feet out of the blankets, "finally!" he said and stood up, naked, he ran over and put on some tight little boxers and a pair of tight black jeans and a light blue shirt and a white jacket, he grabbed his high tops and ran down stair, out side putting his shoes on as he left.

He ran down the road and looked in the back pack "Thank god" he said and grabbed some paper from his bag and looked at it, "214" he said to himself over and over again, that was the room he was supposed to meet this kid in. He ran in and slammed the door, "AH! s**t" he said as his jacket got stuck in the door and he fell back, "Not my morning" he mumbled and he ran inside.

He opened the door and saw the guy sitting there already, "Hey" he said and sat down across from him. He pulled out his books, he was in Adv. magical theory and he wanted the extra credit for the tutoring. Most of the time he hated tutoring the kids where ass holes about it, like it wasn't their fault they where here, and that it was his fault they didn't get it. That always pissed him off.

He smiled at him and opened his book, "okay which semester did you need help with?" he asked. He didn't want to teach him the whole year if he only needed help with part of it. He was supposed to find the issues and help him with it. He looked up at the kid and smiled. He finally got to look at him and, damn he was hot. He had always liked boys but never found one he wanted but this one was cute and seemed really cool by his looks and he had bitchen hair. But then again he hadn't talk to him yet.

Must be Cossu

[vadyr]

First Name:Vadiér-Vergil
Last Name: Coen
Age: 16

Appearance:

Build:
Very Tall for her age, Vadiér stands at a height of 5’9.5”, clearly inheriting her genes from her great granduncle’s lanky and lean build and tall, straight frame.

She has pale golden skin, that seems unnatural from where she lived and grew up, but it seemed minor to all her other flaws. She holds her way like how a Dragon stands, quiet, still, but sure and minorly egoistical.

Vadiér does not have a figure of a model. She is tall and lean but she does not have the thin complexity of a soft feminine physique.

One thing that Vadiér seems to lack, is the dynamite hourglass shape that almost EVERY OTHER girl in the school seems to have automatically. However she does not look like a stick, or just a straight line. She was forced to have curves like the other girls one point in her life when she wore a corset to a masquerade for one of her many family parties, and she never tried ever again. However, Vadiér has well formed long legs, suited for running and stepping in complex patterns such at Football and various games that she finds interesting and worth her time.


Facial Features:
She has classic grey colored eyes. Silky black hair that shines not blue, but green in the moonlight, Vadiér has no noticeable waves in her hair.

Compared to an animal, Vergil seems like a hawk, piercing predator-like eyes. Her hair parts over her left side and her feathered slanted bangs cover her right eyes at first, this gives her the stereotypical impression of EMO. However, her sharp eyebrows give her a calm, yet assured look with no insecurity whatsoever.

She wears no makeup normally unless she is doing one of her..hobbies, dressing up as other people, doing things that her late great granduncle used to commence in.

Vergil does not have the sexually attractive facial expressions and the bright eyes, like all the other girls seem to have at school, especially at her age. Her eyes are mostly dim, when she is in thought, making her seem stoic.

Tattoos:
none

Scars:
none

History:

l'eleganza nasconde la nerezza nella vostra anima
Elegance is the key to the darkness of your soul

family crest

The Crest of the Coen Family is the Black Swan, symbolized for grace, elegance, intelligence, and enigma. It is a tradition for every female in the Coen family to have an animagus of a swan, where it is said that the legend of the 'Swan Maidens' came from.

PAST

Family:
+Mother she died of cancer.
+Father/ Vadiér refuses to call her father by any name, and simply THE MAN, disgusted by his greed and want for money, riches, and power.
+Eldest Brother
+Second Eldest Brother

History:
Vadiér is the sole female heir of the Coens, a old family with a dark history, of killers and murderers. They hid their dirty jobs by also being Aurors. She has no mother, whom died giving birth to her. Her father was happy to give her up to her mother’s brother who sought to raise her as the copy of her father. She was bought, with money.

The youngest of three children, Vadiér is the only girl in the family.

Upon turning 12, Vadiér was allowed to live by herself, her uncle letting her stay in the loft in London with a mid 30’s British gentleman by the name of Clarence Hudson. For the next year after arrival, Clarence would be living a semi interesting life with Vadiér.

However, good things never lasted that long with Vadiér. Clarence was arrested with second-degree murder, which was a farce that Vadiér proved later on. However, Clarence was devastated and threw himself into the Thames, committing suicide. Vadiér, assisting in the finding of Clarence found his body first drifting in the Thames. She was never the same. That night, all her emotions flew through her and something awakened. Her eyes turned grey from stress overload.

Vadiér spent the next two years to herself, at the loft, staring out the window, dazed and in denial. When she finally regained herself, two years had passed and she had become 16. Vadiér decided by herself that she would return to school, and start again as a First year, which explains why she is still only a first year. She believed that by at least starting education over again, she might be able to redo her mistakes in life.

Vadiér was ‘adopted’ again, by her father and learned to live in the house with her family again.

As I said earlier, Vadiér had no friends at school, but this did not mean that she was 100% antisocial. She regularly attended balls and concerts with her uncle and during her flat life, with Clarence. She had basic etiquette taught to her by her uncle and later on, Clarence had perfected her into, at least acting like a perfect lady at balls and public meetings.

PRESENT

Pets:
none. She does not even have an Owl.
Siblings:
Eldest Brother
Second Brother

Personality:

Vadiér is a true Sherlockian…..or more so the real thing. She cares only for deducing and finding that one inevitable truth. Being the youngest and also the only girl in the family she’s ever known, Vadiér might seem like she doesn’t have any source of feminity in her, which is partially true. Her quiet tone of voice is calming but seemingly cold and many think of her as cold and cruel for her first impression when they meet her. She however is very passionate in her so called interests and if asked the right questions, will go on forever about them. And then ask if they can follow along.

In many ways Vadiér is passionate. Just hard to read. She perfected the Violin and will strum to herself whenever she is thinking, at her dorms. Vadiér is also passionate about finding the truth, no matter how hard that may be, and that leads to her having no sympathy (and she will not act as if she has sympathy, even out of mannerism and etiquette if she feels nothing towards the other).

She will act the same to anyone, with her somewhat high nosed behavior, and will open ear to anyone, anyone worth her time. But that doesn’t mean she’s a Tannehauser; egoistical and full of herself. She always keeps in mind, no matter how small that may be, to accept that there is always room for change in this world.

Vadiér has one weakness, and that’s to women, her own gender. She does not understand why one could fall so easily in love and so easily break their heart; which she thinks is a foolish metaphor to use. She often goes deep into thought thinking seriously about why girls tend to like sparkly and shiny things, and takes their careless jokes seriously. Normally one would get teased when they lacked so much knowledge about their own gender but no first year was brave enough to tell her off yet, since she towered over them.

On the other hand, Vadiér can read men like a children’s book, no matter how complicated they seem. She refers to men's personalities as "basically set on the same fundamentals like women, just that women have more then one fundamental, and men........generally have one." This is an excuse however, since most of the people she follows after in work are men, and she was raised by men; a horrible man she dares to call her father, her uncle, and Clarence. However, this doesn't mean that she doesn't enjoy the company of males. She enjoys them more then the emotional unbalanced state that women seem to have every month, and their want of chitchat upon every topic. Vadiér likes silence and clean, simple fights that end arguments.

This is however, because Vadiér sucks at socialization. Being brought up to hate muggles and any with filthy blood, she does dislike muggle born and half-bloods, but she also dislikes many who have the heartless means to hate them for no reason. Ergo, she does not try to like many people.

She is however, FAR from being a perfectionist.

Likes:
On a grand scale anything goes since for Vergil, she does not care.

However she enjoys reading. As a philosopher by heart and a alchemist by curiosity, she is often in the labs working on projects by herself or in the library reading books and various works of Potions and History, looking for clues and questions that she would be able to ponder about.

She also enjoys sleeping, which you will see her doing during class, completely ignoring the lectures of other teachers, not needing to listen to them.

There is one muggle activity Vadiér enjoys from the bottom of her heart, and that would be video games. She doesn't know why, and how she came to like it, but she has various game consoles and a bookshelf filled with game software. She also owns a computer solely for video game playing.

Vadiér loves going outdoors and doing water sports, unlike her cool composure. She has a surfboard stashed in her closet under a invisibility cloak, hidden from her maids and her father.


Dislikes:
.:her father
.:liars
.:cheaters
.:perfectionists
.:people with no sense of humor


Sample RP:

It was almost Summer. The season that Vadiér used to dread having to hold in something she wanted to do almost everyday, but couldn't from sheer pride in front of her father. But none of that was necessary anymore. This wasn't her home Her father wasn't here. She was free to do one thing that she always yearned for living near the ocean. To Surf.

Kicking off her shoes and her socks, she threw her cloak and her dry school clothes on the sand and stretched in the sunlight. It was a little too fast to start surfing, but the waves were calling her. Retying the string around her neck in a double knot, she grabbed her surfboard and kicked against the sand, smiling like a fool. It was almost Summer.

The Winter Waves were a little cold, as Vadiér had suspected. "Bah, pool water is colder." She told herself as she swimmed out to the waves that seemed to welcome her. The sun seemed warm even if it was still May. Well, almost June. Nevertheless, Vadiér welcomed the whole environment and enjoyed every bit of water that touched her skin.

Eh, maybe I can go swimming after I surf. She wondered as Vadi caught a wave and reflectively, rode her surfboard through them. None seemed really big, since the summer waves hadn't reached this area yet. Vadiér wondered how the ocean was back home.

Wow, and hard to sort as well. lol But it must be Sournois

[nyuri yang ♥]

First Name:
Takuya Andrii
Last Name:
Kissin
Age:
17
Appearance:
1 and 2

History:
It is 22nd September. The place is Ito, in Japan. Mizuki Yoshida is extremely exhausted yet happy after giving bith to a healthy baby boy whom she named Takuya. The boy’s father, Nikolai Kissin, stands next to his wife, just staring at the baby, having no emotions on his face. After giving a sudden kiss to her, he snaps something in Russian before a few soldiers already rushes inside the room. Nikolai takes the baby in his arms and leaves the room until already hearing a gun shot from the room. Takuya Andrii was born in 22nd September. The same day his mother was killed. And the same day when he got new mother.

Even though Taku grew up without knowing his real mother, his step-mother took care of him; Beatrice Kissin, former Romano. She was young beautiful Italian girl whom had married Nikolai when she was only 17. Because his father was a playboy, Takuya doesn’t even want to know how many siblings he might have. Of course he knows a few of his siblings, but definitely not all of them. Nikolai and Beatrice had five children of their own. And Nikolai has been married before Mizuki as well, meaning that the boy really might have a bunch of sisters and brothers.

Takuya’s father own a huge company which why their family is very rich. Therefore, Taku has had a good education, plus his father is planning to make him inherit the company. Their whole family are pure-bloods except Taku, whom is half-demon since his mother was a demon. They found it out later on though when Taku’s eyes turned red at times. Still, he at least doesn’t have muggle blood in him; Nikolai hates muggle born more than anything. Therefore Takuya has gotten the same attitude; no to muggles.

Because of Nikolai’s business, Takuya travelled a lot with him. The other kids mostly stayed at home, only because Nikolai wanted Taku to get to know business life better and learn about the company stuff that way. Therefore he never really has had a place what he would call home. Though, after moving to French, they bought a huge mansion which resides in the country, Taku stayed there bit over a year, so he learned to say to people that it is his home. For now at least.

Now that the boy has succeed with his muggle studies, Nikolai wanted to send him to Wizardry school which why he chose Beauxbatons of course. Takuya wasn’t really fond of the idea, but in the other hand he wanted to learn magic more which why he decided to at least go take a look what kind of school life they live in here.

Personality:
You could say that Takuya is rather arrogant person and most of the times quite full of himself. He’s bit bossy and seriously don’t want to get ordered around. Sometimes he really does believe that he’s better than others, and he also doesn’t give up that easily. He kind of has lots of mood swings at times, but for his own benefit, he’s pretty good at hiding his emotions. He can quite easily act all happy and stuff, even when he really would be sad or angry. He can be rude and mean to ANYONE he just wants and doesn’t really care about others opinions. Also, he despises muggle-born quite a lot and doesn’t want to have anything to do with them. Sounds like a bad guy, doesn’t he?

To be truthful, he has something good in him as well. He’s extremely loyal to his friends and stands besides them no matter what. He’s also bit overprotective. And it is easy to make friends with him. At least usually it is easy, though it is easier to become his enemy. He also thinks before he acts and is quite good at thinking up plans if needed. If you get really close to him, he’s rather sweet and kind, but THAT’s quite rare think to see.

Takuya isn’t that good with magic. That is because his father has made him to concentrate more on his muggle studies and stuff. He’s not afraid to show his weaknesses though, because “everyone has them”. And he isn’t even aiming to get A’s from every single class; he just wants to learn the basics.


Sample RP:

First night in a new school is always pain in the ass. At least to most of the people. Takuya Kissin was no different. The half-Japanese and half-Russian boy sat on the edge of the window in his new dorm, quietly just staring out of the window at the dark grounds. For now he had not gotten any allies (yes, not the word “friend”), but that was not such a big surprise to him. After all he had walked through the school’s gates just a few hours ago. He got to admit that so far the school had been rather interesting. The professor seemed cool, LOTS of different kind of students and beautiful grounds. He especially loved the lake. Something always made him draws towards water. Even now, after he had stared the lake long enough, he finally stood up and quietly left from his dorm, towards outdoors.

The corridors well all empty, dark and rather cold. That wasn’t bothering really. It just made him wonder if it would be lot colder outside or not since he hadn’t taken his jacket with him. On top of that, he’d be all alone. He didn’t have a pet yet of course, though he was going to look for one tomorrow, so that there would be at least someone to keep him company. But for now, he would be totally alone. No one to chat with. The thought of that made him smirk slightly as he stepped outside, taking a deep breath of the cool night air into his lungs. Yes, it definitely was rather chilly in there and he started to regret for not getting his jacket with him. Well, too late now. He might get used to the coldness soon anyway.

After walking through the grounds, he finally saw the lake which he had earlier noticed from his window. With quiet steps he walked over to it and crouched down, letting his finger tips stroke the surface; it was rather warm. He arched his brow as he wondered how come the water was so warm before he already let out a soft sigh, stood up and walked over the tree which was a few feet away. Calmly he turned his back to it, starting to lean against it and just quietly gazing at the lake without letting a single sound coming from his body, including his mouth. Taku definitely didn’t feel sleepy yet which why it was probably a good idea to stay there for awhile until he’d get enough bored. If he ever did. After all, he really had lot to think about. Plans to make. So that he’d be able to make sure he’d feel comfortable in Beauxbaton’s Academy.

Just two small things I want you to be aware of. If his father hated muggles, why send his kid to a muggle school? I assume that is what you meant when you said muggle studies. Second, if his father had a lot of children, out of all of them he'd pick Taku as the heir to the company? Seems odd if he isn't the oldest.

Must be Sournois

He studied muggle business stuff mostly and at home, because his father didn't want to send him to a muggle school.
And he has got demonic blood in him, unlike his other siblings. So Nikolai thought that he'd be both mentally and physically stronger to take care of the company.

[seanjenkins]

First Name:

Sean

Last Name:

Jenkins

Age:

Fifteen

Appearance:

History:

Sean was born to vampires Angela and Bartholomew Jenkins on August 19th, 1992. His family was fairly rich, his mother staying at home writing novel books, mysteries to be exact, and his father working as a cook. A good cook, at that. He worked at a French restaurant, La Souffle. It was an expensive, but delicious restaurant. A bonus, was that every Friday night they got a free meal from that restaurant.

His mother had just completed her seventh book, The Whisper Tree when she got lung cancer. Six months lated she died peacefully in her sleep. It was terribly sad for Sean's family, and her fans. Life became different for his whole family, and much sadder and lonely. It was hard for his father, especially. Until he met Helen, a witch. They fell in love, and he soon had a step-mother. She was nice, but nearly as creative and imaginative as his real mother.

Personality:

Sean is a nice guy, but a big prankster. He loves pulling pranks, but not necessarily the punishment. Though he will admit it was worth it. He was threw such a big prank at school, he had to wash his mouther with soap. That prank may not have been worth the nasty taste. The little pranks rarely get caught, and the big ones rarely don't get caught, unfortunately.

He doesn't focus as hard as he could in school, but his father and mother are fine with it as long as he passes. Which is bad, as he has gone to summer school before. He's a pretty happy kid, most of the time. He has a big temper, and you don't want to get him mad. He'll lose control of everything, powers included. Yet strangely he never will remember what happens after a battle. As if a memory charm was set off onto him after the battle. He'll wake up and have no idea what happened.

Sean's three favorite things are music, girls, and books surprisingly. He would die without all of them. He flirts with girls a lot, loves showing off by playing guitar, and is quite a reading geek. He'll read any type of book you buy him, but he is a very slow reader. He loves music, even though his voice for singing isn't exactly pretty, ditto with most instruments, excluding guitar.

He's ambitious for power, and sometimes considered arrogant. If he wasn't so crazy for power, he would be a great role model, and could do good for the wizarding world. He lies to get out of things, and is quite good at it. He loves it, and yet despises it at the same time. He's good with come backs, and is quite witty some days.

Sample RP:

Sean clenched his teeth out of mere boredom. Normally, he would be in school. His school started earlier than most schools, so lately he sat around doing nothing. Oh yay, the joy of boredom. He though sarcastically. He yawned, and laid down on his bed. His fingers were stiff, as he had been playing guitar for hours. His friends were at school, so he couldn't call them. Being an only child wasn't all fun and games with parents.

Worst of all, he wasn't aloud to leave the house, because people were curios in this town, and would ask why he wasn't in school. He hadn't thought of an excuse, yet. Maybe he say he got expelled, but why would he get expelled. Sigh, today was going to be another deadly boring day. Tomorrow was when he left for beauxbatons, early since it was a long drive from where he lived in France.

Sean looked out the window, and saw that the sun wouldn't soon set. Gosh, when will it set!, he thought. He walked over to the tinted window, and looked out. Silently, he slid open the window. Good thing he didn't have one of those squeaky windows that screeched when you opened it. He threw out his foot, and climbed out. Lucky for him, he was on the first floor. Making sure no one saw him, he sprinted towards a close by small pond. Not many people knew about it, as it was on the far side of town.

He calmly walked over towards a large oak tree, and sat in it's shade. He was alone, which helped. He wanted to get to the pond soon, so he continued running there. He soon arrived there, and saw the pond was completely still. He didn't carae if he wasn't wearing a bathing suit. He took off his shirt, and jumped in the still pond.

Whoa wait! How can a vampire get lung cancer? You may want to rethink that one lol.

Must be Sournois

[nikki969]

First Name: Serena
Last Name: Fern
Age: 15
Appearance:
hair colour: Blonde
eye colour: Blue
height: 5"6

History: Serena was born into a "pure blood" French family. She grew up with an older brother, Lucas, who is 2 years older than her and is attending Hogwarts like their father but no matter how much he tried to get her to go to Hogwarts she never did. Her and her brother are as close as a brother and sister can get when their in different countries. Isabella is not close to her parents because they are very anti-muggle or mud-blood but she doesn't believe they are bad or magic stealers as her parents says, She has friends that are muggle and muggle born but her parents have never found out about it. Both Serena's parents are veelas and magical with makes Serena is a veela, pure blood witch and she loves the attention. Her father was the seeker for Slytherin house when he attended Hogwarts and her mother was head girl at Beauxbatons.

When she was 11 two letters led to the hardest decision she ever had to make and one that would change her life. Hogwarts or Beauxbatons. In the end she choose to go to Beauxbatons like her mother and stay away from where her father learned his dark magic and people knew her name for a bad reason.

Personality: Serena is a big prankster. She is very intelligent and cunning. Seeing that her father weren't around much as a child she's a very independent person and has a respect for house elves because she was alone with them a lot of her life. She is also a very arrogant girl mostly because of her looks and because boys always comment on them sometimes annoys her but then she just flirts back like its a game.

She doesn't focus well in school, with her father doesn't seem to care about how she goes in school or her. She has a big temper if you make fun of her.

Serena's three favorite things are music, flirting, and playing qudditch because she grow up around all three, She loves singing and playing the guitar, she has a lovely voice and is very talented at guitar because she can pick up new songs in a short amount of time.

She lies to get out of things or to not hurt people but she ends you hurting people in the end. She isn't the best with come backs but is quite witty some days.

Serena loves to make friends and is very loyal to them. If anyone makes fun of her family or friends she will get defensive and almost always draw her wand.

Sample RP: It was hot thank the lord I'm wearing my mini shorts and singlet top she thought, Serena's long, blonde hair blew in to her face as she walked in to the Beauxbatons grounds and looked for her friend Sara but she was no where to be seen, she brushed it away impaceintly and looked around for her.

"Where is she?" Serena asked herself under her breath. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she jumped shocked, she saw Sara standing with a smile on her face. "Well hello. Where have you been?" She saw Sara was wearing jeans and long sleeve shirt "Aren't you hot?" She asked as the walked up to the palace together. This is going to be a good year. She thought smiling.

I dont think Veelas can be male, at least not the pureblood kind. And Serena wouldn't be a "pureblood" witch if she were Veela as Veelas are NOT witches. So she isn't a pureblood but in fact a half-blood. In general, the whole blood thing is confusing, so I thnk you need to figure that out. Also, the picture isn't working.

[fox]

First Name: Helena
Last Name: Fox !
Nickname: Fox / Anna Molly
Age: 16
Appearance:

Helena is quiet the character. She has long blond hair [ usually ], but she has been known to take her extensions from time to time. Her eyes are a gray color, and her skin is a very pale white. She usually wears eye make up, and has been known to do things with her make up that are out of control. She is obnoxiously skinny, but looks healthy, even if you can push her over with your finger. She isn't all that tall, but takes pride in being able to say "Hey, I'm short. Get over it"

History:

Helena grew up here in France, and is proud to say she is French all the way down her bloodline. She grew up in a stereotypically setting with the perfect setting : a father who loved his mother, a mother who took great care of her children : a little house with a picket fence and a tire swing. It was perfect, and Helena was positive that her childhood were the best times of her life.

Fox has two sisters, one muggle, one is a Squib. Helena is muggleborn, and when she was discovered to be a witch, her sisters weren't too pleased - specifically the eldest. Helena was the middle child to her parents, therefore has to play the elder sister and younger sister. Ever since she had attended Beauxbatons, Helena has had tense relationships with both her sisters.

About two months before Helena had started to attend the school she not only noticed a change in behavior in her sisters, but her father as well. It seemed he wasn't too pleased with her being a witch as well. Her mother was always there to comfort her, but Helena couldn't help but feel like an outcast at her own kitchen table. A couple of weeks later, Helena decided to actually approach her father about what was bothering him, and he made his mind known.

He did not like the idea of his daughter being a witch. When in muggle school Helena didn't exactly get the best of grades, so he already was looking down upon her. And now, he claimed she was the freak of the family and giving them a terrible name. Helena didn't like the thought of being a failure very much - but bit her tongue. Despite the terrible things her father said and the way he feels about her, she still loves him - even if he doesn't love her.

Time passed and Helena barely talked to her sisters, and almost never talked to her father. Eventually she went to school and was happy to be away. Nothing was going to bring her spirits down, not even her perfect little family. <3

Personality:

Hard headed.Complicated.Hard to get.Goofy.Takes things as they go.Laid back.Not too bright.Fun seeker.Active Reader.Spontaneous and colorful.Optimistic.Mischievous.

Meet Helena, she is quite a cool cat. She is the kind of girl you see in the streets and makes you look twice because of the outfit she is wearing. She is colorful and spontaneous. and likes to take life as it comes at her. She has no fears and no regrets, because she thinks that her life is too short and precious to live her life thinking in such a way. She likes to live for the moment, and not think about the future - which could be a flaw in her character. She never thinks about the consequences about anything, and often can find herself in a bind because she doesn't think before she acts.

Helena likes to think she can brighten up anyone's day. She is very optimistic, and can probably make just about anyone smile with her corny jokes and mischievous smile. And if everything fails, she'll take you on a late night excursion to play some pranks. She is all about having fun, and despite her lazy behavior when it comes to school work always has energy for something that interests her.

Helena isn't stupid, but she isn't exactly the smartest of them all. She has a good head on her shoulders, but she doesn't apply herself. At all. If she actually put energy into her school work then she might be the top of her class, but she has no desire to write essays or make potions. People always refer to her as a dumb blond, but then she throws some witty remark at you or quotes authors like Vergil and Dante. That shuts them up. Helena likes to read, despite her lack of enthusiasm to school. But it has to be something she really enjoys, or she wont even look at the back cover.

Helena has a bit of A.D.D. she is too easily distracted, which is probably why she has a hard time in class. She could be in a full out conversation, see a butterfly go by and start to chase it. Then she'll go back to find the person she was talking to about ten minutes later.

Helena is a complicated person. No one every knows what exactly is going on through her head. She has an interesting thought process, and though doesn't think of all the outcomes of things still thinks up of some interesting things. She is very hard headed, and wont take others' help right away. She would rather fail a thousand times and be able to do something herself then admit defeat to someone for their help. She wont just give herself to anyone either - she is a tough person to snatch as a girlfriend or a best friend, but she is a catch.

Sample RP: Gah, it's a quick one. :3

Her attention floating over the many people that passed her by, Helena was glad to be back into the swing of things. It seemed to take her such a long time to get herself back into a life she once knew, because god knew she had been gone for such a long time. Not physically of course, but mentally. Ever since she left her home she has felt like a brand new person - not having to breath that tense air in her house. It was like she was drowning, and now she can finally breath again.

Helena Strutted - yes, strutted, not walked - through the busy streets, dressed in her muggle attire. She had to admit she felt a bit awkward not dressed fully in robes and wizarding clothes, considering everyone else around her appeared to be. But Helena never was one to follow the crowd, was she? Grinning, she pushed a stray piece of newly dyed blond hair from her eyes while she made her way around, attempting to locate something to do with her time.

It didn't take took long for Helena to find her mind drifting to a place she had not been in a while : The Grub Pub. It was sch a lovely little place! she loved it there - tisk tisk on her for now heading out there sooner. disappointed with herself, Helena decided no time like the present and continued her strutting as she headed to the Grub pub. Nodding to herself in a 'i have a task to do' sort of manner, she progressed through the streets with her head in the clouds.

Cloud nine, to be exact.

Must be Sournois

[jasmineluv]

First Name: Jasmine
Last Name: Luv
Age: 17
Appearance:



History:

Jasmine was born to a pure blood family. Her family taught her to accept everyone for who they are. Her parents hate each other though. They separated and now Jasmine live with her mom. She visits her dad occasionally. She has an older brother and younger sister. She only live with her older brother. She rarely see her little sister. Her litte sister hate Jasmine and the older brother because they accept others including half blood.

Some of Jasmine's poems were submitted into a contest and won second place in the contest. Her poem was published. She's not famous though. Jasmine went to various schools but her mom kept moving around. She never stuck to one school. So far she went through 4 schools. 2 were all girl schools, the other 2 were co-ed.

Jasmine is close to her older brother. Her brother defended when a couple of muggles was making fun of her. She lost trust in people when her best friend stopped being her friend when Jasmine started showing magical things when she was 5. That's when her older brother stepped in and told her what was happening before he left to go to a magical school.

Personality:

Jasmine is very sweet and caring. She like to have fun and party. She write poetry and stories for fun. She love to do sports and listen to music. When she gets bore she like to dance with some music. She's playful and a bit of a flirt. She's happy most of the time but has a habit of holding in her true feelings about things. Jasmine like to talk to people but is a little shy when she first meet people.

She's a bit boy crazy but not much of a player. When she has a boyfriend, she sticks with him until they break up. But she has a habit of flirting with guys even when she is dating someone. She's somwhat sensative because she hold in her feelings until something small blows her up.

Sample RP:

Jasmine sighed as she opened up her bag. She sat on her bed and looked for her notebook and a pen. She found it and started writing poetry. She didn't have any inspiration so she laid down on her bed and stared at the ceiling. The ceiling was plain white. She turned her head to the side so she could stare at the sky. It was beautiful at night. The stars twinkled and the moon was bright. She smiled to herself as the sky inspired her to write a poet about the night. She sat up and started writing.

Shiny stars
Twinkle in the night
The Moon is the mother
Of the stars

She sighed as she hit a writer block in her mind. She sighed again as she shut her notebook and threw it in her bag. She looked at the door then back at her bag. She picked it up and put it on the gound next to her bed. She laid down and closed her eyes. Slowly she drifted off to sleep. She was breathing deeply as she slipped into a pleasant dream.

I want you to be aware of your grammer mistakes, alright? You make a great deal of them, though its still readable.

Must be Cossu

[brooklyn]

First Name: Brooklyn
Last Name: Scott
Age: Seventeen
Appearance:

History:
Brooklyn was born and raised in the outskirts of London. Her parents Kendra and Erik Scott were both half bloods in the wizarding world but preferred they preferred a normal life for their daughter and knew that by the time Brooklyn turned eleven, she would begin getting her powers as a witch. So the Scott's prepared themselves for that, they hired a live in nanny name Sophie Kentel, whom was a muggle-born witch who had recently graduated from Hogwarts. This way could go to work and know that their daughter was in safe hands. Brooklyn's mother Kendra was a Healer at St. Mungos Hospital and her father Erik worked for the Ministry as a Hit Wizard. Growing up for Brooklyn was easy and hard as well, she didn't get to see much of her parents, only because they were trying to make enough money to support her and themselves as well as pay Sophie for keeping watch over Brooklyn.

As Brooklyn grew older, she was quick to make friends in the area of which she lived, later, Sophie put her in a muggle school and there Brooklyn made a few friends. During that time, Kendra and Erik decided to make Sophie a part of the family since her parents didn't want hardly much to do with her. So Brooklyn gained a big sister. From there, Brooklyn and Sophie became the best of friends and Sophie did her best to take care of Brooklyn. When she started gaining her powers, at first Brooklyn didn't know what was going on and finally her parents and Sophie sat down and explained to her that she was a witch. The only reason why they kept her from knowing was because they wanted her to have a normal life, but knew that she would never have one.

Brooklyn was upset that they kept it from her, but Sophie vowed to help Brooklyn understand her powers till she was placed into a school. Brooklyn received a letter from Hogwart's. Excited as she was, she realized that she would never be able to be around her friends again. Sadden by this, Brooklyn refused to go, but her sister and parents helped her gain confidence that she would make new friends and be with people just like her. With that, she finally agreed to go and Sophie took her shopping for her school items and had a blast doing so. Brooklyn was finally given the chance to see where her parents were working all those years. When school came around, Brooklyn was excited to go and practically couldn't wait. Her parents and Sophie watched her as she left to go to Hogwart's. Sophie ended up getting a job at one of the local shops, Kendra and Erik continued working and Brooklyn was admitted in school.

Brooklyn was in her sixth year going into Seventh year when her father, Erik was transfered over to the Ministry in France. Not really wanting to move, she begged her parents to let her stay and finish school, however they wouldn't hear anything of it. So, giving up on arguing the fact that she wanted to finish school in Hogwarts. Furthermore, the Scott's picked up their belongings and moved there. Having to readjust to another school was going to be hard for Brooklyn, it was going to take time to settle in and eventually get use to being around new people. People never truly understand how hard that is for a teenager having to drop their life in one place to start new in another. Sophia also had the same problem with adjusting to the new surroundings.

Once they got to France, Sophia heard about the school of Beauxbatons and told Brooklyn about it. With a heavy heart, she told her parents about it at the table one morning and as she was explaining it a letter came in saying that she was accepted to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. As the process she went through prior to her acceptance into Hogwarts, she and Sophia went shopping for school and enjoyed the day together. It also gave Sophia a chance to learn her way around and look for jobs as well. Now that it's a new term, Brooklyn will have to get readjusted to this new place.

Personality:
Brooklyn is a hard-working young individual, who thinks of everyone before herself, it doesn't matter the reason and no she wasn't brought up like that either. She pretty much grew up being that way. You will often find her walking with a notebook in hand of which is used to collect her thoughts. She enjoys carrying on interesting conversations with friends and sometimes even strangers depending upon how comfortable she is around them. She likes to make new friends, but that doesn't always come easy for her. She's intelligent and witty, jokes around and likes to have fun.

However, she does know when she needs to be serious, especially during school. She's very understanding and works hard to be a perfectionist, though she does realize everyone can't always be perfect, but she tries to get as close to perfection as possible. Sometimes Brooklyn does take on more than she can handle, but she does manage to get what needs to be done, done. On the flip side, she tends to be a quiet and reserved person, she enjoys the simple things that life has to offer. She makes for a great listener and likes to give her opinion on things if it was needed.

When it comes to relationships, she sketchy and keeps her guard up. Brooklyn has a very sensitive side and is reluctant to let her emotions take her for another ride. She will however stand up for herself and for her friends, so she does have a slight mean streak in her, she doesn't take kindly to disrespectful people and will give them a word of advice. She doesn't like arrogant people but will do her best to get along with them. Only if she has to though which is very seldom.

Sample RP:
Feeling the warmth of the sun against her cheeks, a smile creased her lips and glanced down at the sidewalk as she made her way down the street. Where was she going to go? There were so many places she could go and yet she couldn't decide. It was like her to do this sometimes. Pushing her hands in the pockets of her black dress pants, Brooklyn looked out and over the heads of some of the others whom were out at this time of day. It was definitely a beautiful day and she wasn't going to miss out on it.

Hearing parts of conversations of the crowd only made the young woman smile even wider, they seemed to be excited to have such a nice day to do whatever they needed to do. Then she heard someone make mention of going for a drink, now the last time she went for a drink she ended up not remembering what happened. That wasn't going to happen this time, she was going to have at the very least two and then drink something else.

Pulling her mind out of her thoughts, Brooklyn glanced over at the sign for the Three Broomsticks and began to head that way. Crossing the street with caution, she could hear her heels clicking against the cobblestone street, once she was on the side walk she felt so much better. Sometimes she hated crossing the road especially when people were in such a hurry. Using the railing as she walked up the steps and opened the door to the tavern, she glanced in and around the place then proceeded in towards the bar.

For an early afternoon the place was slightly packed and not many seats were available. Upon ordering her drink, which she ordered butter beer, the drink was served to her quickly. This was sort of a surprise to see how quickly it was served to her, turning her head only to see a table next to the window open up. Brooklyn made her way over trying not to knock into people as she walked, it didn't take her long to get to the seat. But just as she made it there, two people had beat her too it. A sigh escaped her lips as she turned to see the seat beside her empty and sat down.

Must be Rouerie.