Sorting (Term Twenty-One)

[noir beaumont]

First Name: Rosabella (prefers to be called by her middle name, Noir)
Last Name: Beaumont
Age: Fifteen
Appearance:


History: Rosabella Noir Beaumont was born on September 9. Noir was born to a family of wealthy pure-bloods. Noir grew up a happy childhood with her older brother, Avery. At the young age of seven, she found out that she was a seer. She attended Hogwarts when she was a young girl, since her mother was English, and was sorted into Slytherin. Noir had a close relationship with her brother until he got mixed up with the wrong crowd. When she was thirteen, her brother got drowned in debts and set the home on fire with the Fiendfyre Curse. Her parents woke her up in the middle of the night and got her to escape while they themselves died.

She was taken in by a friend of her father's who was also a wealthy pure-blood named Claude Fontaine. He pulled her out of Hogwarts and had her home-schooled. Fontaine often abused her. After barely two months, she ran away with the help of a man her father's friend conned. She took up residence at the Leaky Cauldron and worked there to pay for her room. She was surprised to receive her Beauxbatons letter because she thought she wouldn't go to school again. Still, she took the chance.

Personality: Noir is a fierce girl. She has the many traits that befits a Slytherin. She is cunning, resourceful, and determined. Noir is extremely rebellious. Her parents often disapprove of her actions because they were raised the classic pure-blood way. Noir has a short temper when it comes to things she dislikes talking about. Noir is slightly arrogant because she doesn't trust people very easily. She can be a bit vindictive sometimes too. Despite all of that, Noir is loving. She still cared for her brother even if he hung out with the wrong crowd. She is also courageous which was displayed when she ran away from Fontaine's home. She is very loyal to her friends.

Sample RP: It was a rather cloudy day as Noir walked along the streets of her town. In her arms, she held a large bouquet of pure white roses. She practically had to beg that horrid Fontaine to allow her to come. It wasn't in her nature to beg someone. She always got what she wanted, or at least used to. It has been a month from the day her family died. It has also been two weeks since Fontaine took her in. She shook her head hard, sending her blonde hair flying around her that earned Noir some odd glances. Noir frowned.

This was not a time to think about that dreadful man. It was a time to think about her family. Noir kept walking, deep in thought, barely paying any attention to where she was walking. She almost strolled past her destination. Noir took several steps back and took a deep breath. She entered the gloomy-looking place filled with tombstones and weeping willows. Such a tragic place, she thought to herself. She quickly sped to a particularly large willow tree with tombstones in its shade.

She trekked to the fairly newer graves. Over her parents' grave was an arch which symbolized their reunion in heaven. Her brother's was a much more sorrowful picture. The Angel of Grief cast its hand next to his name. Noir laid the bouquet on her parents' grave and picked a single rose from it. She put it on front of her brother's grave. Would it have been different if he hadn't done those things? She closed her eyes and allowed a single tear fall on his grave before a torrent of them began to fall.


I hope Noir will find her place in Sournois house.

[vivi62442]

Appearance: Vivienne-Ariana's hair is always in place, and she will never have a wrinkle in her clothing. Her mother always kept her perfect, neat and clean. She has a very sensible, yet bubbly and cute fashion style, usually wearing blues, and natural colours. She usually has her hair up and her eyes always sparkle.

First Name: Vivienne
Last Name: Clairee (pronounced Cle-ree)
Age: Fifteen

History: Vivienne Ariana Clairee, was born in a small town in France, Savoie, In a little cottage, with her mother. Her father was a Drunkard, and never loved her. Vivienne's mother was her only ever friend since she had been home schooled. Her family of two weren't very poor, but they weren't wealthy either.
The thing Vivienne-Ariana liked most about herself, was that she was a metamorphagus. She had found the out at the age of two, when she complained to her mother about her eyebrows. She said they were too thick. She was looking in the mirror, a frustrated look on her face, wishing her eyebrows were thinner. As she stared at her eyebrows, they suddenly got thinner. She was amazed at this and started laughing. Then, once when she was four, In the autumn, She asked her mum if she could dye her hair blue. Her mother laughed and shook her head, saying she couldn't and that she couldn't do it if she tried. She then looked in the mirror again and stared at her hair, doing the same thing as before, when she was two. Her hair had gone a baby blue, and she ran to her mother to tell her. From then, she hadn't changed much about her appearance, just changing her hair different tones when it was time for a change.
Vivienne had to take a job at thirteen, (Doubling in house cleaning and newspaper girl, ) to help her mother pay for the house. When she was five, her younger sister was born. Genevieve Danielle Clairee, was very sick at a young age. When Vivienne's father fond out, he left her mother for a rich women in Italy he had been having an affair with.
Vivienne was struggling to keep up with her work, and school. At the age of six, her younger sister, Genevieve , had died of brain cancer. Her mother had struggled with the money as well, and for three months, they were homeless, and out on the streets, with nothing but their blankets and the clothes on their backs.
The only real time she was happy was when she danced and singed. Vivienne's mother was a ballet dancer when she was younger, and taught Vivienne everything she knew. She had discovered she was quite talented. Later on, at the age of ten, she started singing. Vivienne was usually very quiet, but when she sang, she was loud, but had the voice of an angel brought down from the heavens.
When they were out on the street, Vivienne sang to people for money. She had started singing to a song that was heard from a shop near, When people heard her they stared, like she was truly an angel. One person even started crying to her surprise. She finished the song and everyone applaused. One by one, people gave her a couple of euros, and one generous lady even donated 50 euros. She was amazed. From then, she started singing.
It was not until she was eleven, that she found out she was a witch. One day, she was practising her ballet, performing high leaps and spins. She tried to beat her record of 5 pirouettes, when she kept spinning and spinning. She counted her pirouettes as she did them. She got up to 18, suddenly, She started floating up high in the air, not being able to stop. She then stopped spinning and floated in the air. For about five seconds, she was high up in the air. She quickly dropped from the sky, falling, landing on her ankle. She heard a crack and tried to get up, She couldn't. She muttered. Her mother wasn't near, doing her job, and she didn't know where she was. 'I need to find my mother', She started crying when suddenly, she started floating again, just touching the ground. She had no idea where she was going. Finally, she stopped, landing in front of a pastry shop. She dragged herself into the shop and found her mother their, with a wide smile on her face.
Her mother came and held her tight, telling her she was a witch. Her mother had in fact been a pureblood, and so had her father. She said part of the reasons her father left was because he wouldn't want to live with a filthy 'Squib'. Her mother explained everything and soon, she started crying with tears of joy. Suddenly, she stood up, her leg unhurt. Her mother explained that this was her magic, starting to happen. Her mother handed Vivienne her acceptance letter, she had never been happier.


Personality: Vivienne-Ariana, is shy, (because of her history) and doesn't usually defend herself, and backs down from a fight. She usually gets her hopes uo for something, and is crushed when it doesn't happen. She always has a smile when she is with her friends, (though she has none yet.) and will open up to only her very close friends. She is witty and has a great sense of humour, but is very naive, and will trust anyone who's nice to her. Though she may not open up straight away, she is a great, loyal, loving friend, who will help you with whatever you need. She is very talented, but has not shared her talents with anyone she knows, except her mother, and when she had to perform for money. She is most likely to be spending her time, alone with her scrapbook, drawing, or writing a poem. She has dabbled with song writing, but only likes a couple of the songs she's written. She knows how to play the guitar, and usually strums along to her songs.

Sample RP: Vivienne was running through the wind, her hair blowing in her face, and the coarse wind pushing her back. Her tear streaked face was now dry and sticky. She just received a letter from the hospital saying her father had died, during a raid in a bank. 20 people were killed. He, his new wife, and their three children were 5 of those people. She had met up with them every Christmas and every time one of them had a birthday. Her father and her had now been on civil terms, but were never friendly to each other. She would never forgive him for what he had done.
However, she had always been very good friends with his children, and always had a great time with them. Her step-mother had been such a sweet, loving, beautiful lady. She always treated her as one of her own. So, of course she was sad.
She quickly ran to her mother's pastry shop, the letter clutched in her hand. She was on her Christmas Holidays from Beauxbatons, and this was a horrible way to end it.She ran inside the pastry shop.
"Mama!" She yelled, getting looks from everyone in the shop.She saw the worried look on her mother's face.She handed her the letter.
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The next few weeks were the worst of her life. She kept having nightmares, screaming in the night, crying in her sleep, tossing and turning. The worst bit was, everyday, she got worse and worse. The circles under her eyes became dark, and her skin was sickly pale. The only thing that still made her happy was her dancing. Her throat was dry all the time, and her voice was weak, so she couldn't sing. She escaped the real world, that was in her eyes, miserable, to a wonderful fantasy land, in her dreams. She was dancing near the lake, in her beautiful dress, hair flowing, (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=58799627)and a concentrated look on her face. The only place she really felt happy and at home was at Beauxbatons. She couldn't wait to get back there.

This is a great application. Could you just change your display name to match the name of your character? Thank you!

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First Name: Lisianthus (prefers Lis)
Last Name: Edevane
Age: Twelve
Appearance:

Lis is a metamorphmagus so she often changes her appearance. She is commonly seen with brown hair and blue-green eyes as it is her natural appearance. Her second most common appearance is red hair and brown eyes. She also likes to change her hair to black and blonde but will usually stick to her natural appearance. Lis is naturally petite and has pale skin.

History: Lisianthus Astrid Edevane was raised in Wiltshire, England. Lis was named after her ancestor, Astrid Siria Blythe because she was an exact copy of her. She came from a wealthy pure-blood family there. As a child, she grew up with her twin brother, Benvolio, her older sister, Rosalie, and her younger brother, Demetrius. As a young child, Lis was really close to her older twin. They were nearly inseparable. Her parents often argued over the fact where the children would go to school. Her father being an English man, attended Hogwarts while his wife attended Beauxbatons. They compromised by sending the girls to Hogwarts and the boys to Beauxbatons. Lis spent a year at Hogwarts as a Ravenclaw. She later asked her parents if she could attend Beauxbatons with her twin.

Personality: Lis is kind and cheerful. She has an aptitude for lighting up a room. She can be a bit quirky at times. Lis has a tendency to lapse into daydreams and forget whatever she is doing. Through her daydreams, she comes up with ideas to put into her many paintings. Her dream is to become a famous artist when she is older. She is rather blunt and doesn't notice it. Most people find that her frank honesty a little unnerving. Despite her meditative habits, she is actually quite intelligent and excels in her studies. Lis is rather curious about many things and occasionally meditates on it.

Sample RP: Lis sat cross-legged on the floor of her room. It was evident that she has been painting for smears of watercolors covered her clothes. Her blue-green eyes were quit starry-eyed as she daydreamed. After a few minutes, she came out of her reverie and added a few colors to her painting and stepped back to look at it. She tilted her head to the side and considered it. It was quite a pretty picture of a large castle that seemed to gleam. The landscape of the castle was a filled with beautiful bright flowers.

Her face curved into a smile. She obviously pleased with her painting. She slowly got ready for bed as it was rather late now. Right before going to bed, she looked at herself in her hand mirror. She held up a strand of her brown hair in another hand. Did brown hair really go well with her uniform? She concentrated real hard, her face contorted into a look of concentration. Slowly, her hair turned a light blonde while her eyes turned blue. She gave herself a look of approval, put the mirror away, and let the wave of dreams wash over her.

Cossu will have gained a wonderful new member!

[Eloise Abrahamsen]

First Name: Eloise
Last Name: Abrahamsen
Age: 15
Appearance:
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History:
Eloise’s childhood has been nothing but good memories and stories to remember. She is the sole child of Ludvig and Aurelie Abrahamsen and because of this, she had been slightly spoiled growing up. Her parents loved their little girl dearly and would do anything to keep her healthy and make her happy. They truly believed their daughter was of an angelic gift after tying for many years to conceive and birth a child.

The happy family lived in a small cottage close by to the city of Albi, as for her father relocated his life into his wives homeland, deciding France was a better place for his little girl over his homeland of Sweden. The reason for living closer to Albi than per-say Paris is that her parents wanted to be able to perform magic without the constant danger of fear of accidently exposing themselves to a muggle. Both parents’ didn’t trust muggles as much, both growing up in magical families through and trough, so they sought best to keep minimal contact with the non-magical world.

Since the age of two, her abilities showed themselves, though it wasn’t but a problem in the fully magical home. It only took a wave of a wand to re-fix what little Eloise might have messed up accidently and so they just took everything in smiles, and of course pictures.

Since the age of four, the young child had known she wanted to attend the school with “pyetee buu dwesses and pyetee wo-mans.” That indeed pleased her mother greatly, as this school was Beauxbatons. The school she had attended as a little girl, as all women in her descendent line had gone. Her father easily supported the wishes of both mother and daughter, he much preferred Beauxbatons over Hogwarts for his precious little girl. And Drumstrang was totally out of the question.

Eloise spent the five years growing and learning of the world around her. She had taken many trips to Sweden and around France, visiting various family members and to let the little girl expand her knowledge of the world around her. It was because of these trips she now can fluently speak Swedish along with French.

At the age of 11, she had received her letter and her parents couldn’t be prouder, her mother the most. Another child, another daughter was to continue on with attendance at the school. Aurelie hopes her daughter will love the school as much as she did when she attended.

Personality:
Eloise is much like any teenage daughter attending boarding school. She loves to hang out with her friends and spend time ogling at boys she thinks are cute. She doesn’t see herself as some princess and loathes someone who does. She doesn’t understand how one could act so spoiled and truly believe they deserve everything when others should get squat. It’s mind boggling to her and leaves her dumbfounded. She hopes that one day they will learn it is quite idiotic and grow out of it.

When Eloise puts her mind to something, she will do anything and everything to get the wanted ending. Because of this, she is quite cunning and very clever. Though because of this nature, she can be quite headstrong when it comes to things and sometimes needs to be slapped around into her senses again. She is also a very ambitious dreamer, sometimes though it can be a tad unrealistic and she knows this, but doesn’t care.

Eloise is also quite intelligent and an excellent tactician, though she will never gloat about or put others down. She herself makes plenty of rookie mistakes that drive her simply mad when she messes up on something she shouldn’t have. It’s easy to irritate or upset her if you bring this up to her. The fact she messes up on the simplest of things at times angers her to no end.

Eloise can be quite the social butterfly if she so wishes, but she tends to keep to only herself and her friends most of the time until she grown to feel comfortable around someone, or if she pushes herself to be more outgoing. She cares deeply of the welfare of others, willing to sacrifice her own life to help save another. She fears being left alone, or to be unloved. She doesn’t know what she would do if she lost even just one of the people she loves or will possibly come to love.

Sample RP:
Eloise Tremblay was excited to finally start education at the prestigious, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. She had been waiting to attend since the tender age of four and now at the age of eleven, her dream was to be granted. It was to be an honor to the little girl, seeing as all the women in her mother’s line attended the school, her mother included. She was to be part of the many generations of women to be attending the school. He mother couldn’t be prouder of her daughter, she too had been looking forward to this very day when she found out she was to be expecting a daughter.

Shopping had been a fun adventure for the mother daughter duo. It was all grand fun going about and buying what they would need. The highlights of that trip were her uniform fittings where her mother shed tears as she watched her baby girl become that of a beautiful school girl dressed in silky light blue. The other, when she had gotten her wand, oh how joyful was it for her and her parents. To them, when a young girl is old enough for a wand, it’s a time of celebration as for one is now no longer but a small child but of a mature one.

That was all but four years ago. The once little girl had grown into a beautiful young lady. She has been doing fair in her studies, though she has gotten a few bad marks over the years to the disappointment of her teachers and herself. Eloise has made many close friends since she had started schooling but has made many enemies along the way as well. She doesn’t mind them as much, as the only words important to her are those of her parents and friends. Eloise hopes to make better in her studies this year, to please her teachers, her headmistress and her parents. But she has to wait and see, for she is not a seer and cannot read the feature, as much as she wished she could.

Rouerie is a perfect fit!

[larissa]

First Name: Larrisa
Last Name:Adrian
Age: 15
Appearance: Larrisa has long and wavy dark brown hair. She has pale skin and hazel eyes. She is very short for her age, and she doesnt like it. She has big white teeth and tiny snub nose. She looks very athletic.
History: Larrisa has a huge family. She has older sister, Maria, older brother, Juan, and younger sister Alisa. Her parents are both pureblood. Her mom, Ana, is very pretty and her dad, Alexander is very powerfull.
Personality: Larrisa is very kind and daring girl. She is very mean to her enemies but friendly and otgoing for friends. She is brave and bold and stands up for herself.
RP: Larria woke up very earley. Her parents end siblings were sleeping, but she was getting ready for school. "God, how they can sleep right now?", asked Larrisa quietly. She already bought her wand and she was ready for new school days.

Please expand on your history, personality, and RP sample.

[aleris hawkeye]

First Name: Aleris
Last Name: Hawkeye
Age: 16
Appearance:



Medium black hair that sweeps across his face, forming a curtain over his brown eyes, Aleris looked every bit an asian, but he grew up in Britian. Aleris stands at 5 feet tall, which was tall for his age - his height was something he got from his father.

History:

Aleris was born into a normal wizarding family, though not in Britian, he was of British descent (from his father's side). When he was born, his family had a shock. His father and mother both had jet black hair, blue and brown eyes respectively, but when Aleris was born, this child had fair, golden hair... and an impossible violet for his eyes. His mother and father, worried for their son and their trust for each other, escalated into an argument. His father thought that Aleris was a child of a different father, but because of the rarity of Metamorphmaguses, most of the people living in his wizarding town all came to the same conclusion.

Aleris grew up with his parents seperated, and lived with his mother, who weeps daily because of her son's abnormal hair and eye color which she could not explain. Aleris was a clever boy, and liked to read books. One day, while he was bathing when he was 11 years old, he got a shock when a childhood friend of his walked into him when he was taking a bath. She was his childhood sweetheart, Aria. During that incident, due to the shock and the mix of emotions that took over him, his hair and eyes reverted back to its original colors, black and brown. Aria and Aleris both realised what he might be. Searching through the books in the library, he found vague information regarding people who were born with the rare ability, called Metamorphmagus.

Though he tried to control the changing of his hair and eye colors, he could not grasp how to control his ability. After telling his mother the truth, she went on to find his father, hoping to explain everything.

Aleris was then enrolled in Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. He does not go back for summer break as his mother is now currently abroad, and he has no close relatives who would take him in. Beauxbatons thus becomes his home.

Personality:

Aleris is a calm and collected person, he always smiles, though he tends to worry about others too much. He reads people carefully most of the time. He seldom gets angry, but he does once in awhile. When he does, he can be fierce and critical. He follows the mood of the person he is interacting with most of the time. He is not easily swayed, but he is very understanding, which would lead him to always re-think his decisions. Aleris prefers to be in a peaceful place that is not too moody, or not too noisy.

Sample RP:

"Who names their kid ARIA?"

Aleris fingers curled against the glass panel, but his face remained calm. He did not catch whatever that Joanna said after that, as he stared at that name on the plague, his brown eyes narrowing. Aria. An uncommon name which not many other girls had. It brings back memories - both good and bad.

"Ah... Don't eat so quickly, you're going to choke on something!" The pretty girl with big grey eyes and long fair hair raised a handkerchief up to Aleris' face, dabbing the corner of his mouth gently. Aleris stopped his endless gobble of the feast in front of him, and looked up slowly at the girl, his brown eyes wide. She did not notice that, and smiled gently, brushing away the grease and food from his face. Aleris stared at her, noticing how his heart raced when she was close to him. He noticed how grey her eyes were, and how they sparkled. He noticed how pretty and soft her hair was - like silk. Her skin, like porcelain. As he was looking, Aria raised her head and smiled, meeting his eyes.

"There, all done. Eat carefully!" She chided gently. Aleris looked away quickly, back to his food, embarrassed that he had stared at her for so long. Aria blinked, and then giggled, a small tinge of pink coming to her pale cheeks. "I'll help you fix your uniform later, you don't have to worry. And I'll change your bandage after you have eaten," Aria stood up, going over to her room.

Aleris watched as Aria went, her slim back and long fair hair disappearing behind the door. Aleris was left sitting alone at the dining table, holding onto his fork. He looked back down and smiled to himself, putting a hand up to his chest, feeling his heart racing beneath his shirt...

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"...during her time as beater,"

Joanna laughed, and looked at him. Aleris shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and looked up to see his face in the reflection. His eyes were a light lavender, and he realized he had become carried away by his own feelings. It turned back to brown in a moment, and he looked over at Joanna, smiling.

"Yeah, it's interesting, playing Quidditch,

[/color]" He said absently. He totally missed out on what she was saying, and he felt quite sorry about that. He did want to hear the funny stories that his crew-mate had to share with him.[/quote]

Although there isn't enough information in his personality to really make a sound choice, I had to choose between Sournois and Rouerie. Rouerie was my choice for you.

[Kacey Zebec]

Name: Kacey Zebec
Age: 16
Appearance: She is fairly tall, with long dark brown hair with some purplish red in it. Strongly built, but still slender. She typically wears her hair up in a braid, or pony tail, but on occasion when she's in the mood you can find her hair down in curls or straightened. She prefers jeans and a t-shirt rather than dressy blouse, but will wear dressy clothes if need be. Her eyes are also a deep brown, and you can see little specks of a red in them if the lighting is right, much like her hair.

History: Kacey was born in a large city in Slovenia, but moved to Italy when she was 2. Her parents loved her, and treated her like she was their life. Her mother was a Witch, her father a muggle, but they had somehow found love despite their differences. When Kacey was 7 her mother passed away from a rare accident involving magic, leaving her to live with her father. Her father was never quite the same after his wife died, and lived the next couple years in depression, leaving Kacey to almost fend for herself. When she was 14, her father began to date again, meeting strange muggle women. He remarried, and now the three live together in a small town on the edge of the southern part of Lake Garda.

Personality: Kacey is fairly quite in classes unless called on, and finds herself day dreaming and doodling on parchment frequently. She can have a hot temper when irritated and not in the mood to talk to others, but also is respectful and is there to listen to those in need of someone to listen to. She loves animals, and loves to be outside to ponder and in her free time, or when just needed to be alone. She loves the quiet peace it gives her, and being able to be alone with her thoughts. She is a loyal friend, and loves to laugh. She is open to the idea of a relationship, but her self confidence is relatively low, making it hard to push herself to ask boys on a date, or to even talk to them for that matter.

Sample RP: It was getting dark by the time Kacey began to head home from her usual spot where she would sit and sketch. Her latest piece was of a man who was holding the hand of a younger girl. She was particularly fond of how this piece was going, and it was only when she started to lose light did she realize how long she had been out. She walked on the shore of the lake as the sun set on the opposite side, leaving a splash of color on the opposite side. She turned as she heard something running up behind her.
"hey Bud, what are you doing out here?" She asked the German Shepard as it licked her hand. she scratched the top of its head, and it continued to follow her. Again she turned as she heard something else running behind her.
"hey! that's my dog!" A boy with shaggy blond hair and deep blue eyes stopped beside her, panting and trying to catch his breath.
"oh... I'm sorry. He just began to follow me, I really didn't think much of it." Kacey replied quietly and looked down at the dog who looked up at her.
"I don't know what got into him, he just ran off." he said and grabbed the dogs collar. "I'm glad he stopped beside you, otherwise I never would have caught up to him." The boy smiled at her and Kacey felt her cheeks grow hot. Kacey couldn't help but think how attractive the boy was. He had a clear and deep jaw line, and his eyes were so deep she felt she could get lost in them.
"uh.. well thanks for getting my dog. I'll see ya around." Said the boy, who pulled the dog along back the opposite direction.
Kacey turned, hugging her notebook, her cheeks still a rosy red. She mentally kicked herself for not saying more, missing yet another chance to talk to someone she found cute.

Torn between two houses, Rouerie is the one that stood out the most for you!

[weml234567]

First Name:Charlotte
Last Name:Jones
Age:11
Appearance:

History:Charlotte was raised by Muggles and knows nothing about the wizarding world. She grew up in France along with the rest of her brothers, sisters, mother and father. Her name was originated in her country but is commonly used in England.

Personality:Charlotte loves to explore but is very shy. She has a talent with drawing but never wants to show anyone as she thinks they are the worst drawings ever. She still likes drawing anyway. Charlotte doesn't like talking to strangers and finds it hard to communicate with them. Whenever she meets someone new, she looks down at the ground and mumbles to them. She is very helpful too. If you are trying to do something, Charlotte has the natural talent to do it fast and neat. Charlotte barely gets frustrated, but when she does, she normally hides then comes out a few hours later. Charlotte also likes writing stories, though she likes to draw more.

Sample RP:
When Charlotte was told by her mother to go play outside, she didn't object. Charlotte wandered up the path to the main park. This park never had any occupants and was the place Charlotte liked to go to for peace.

She sat down in a nice shady spot under the tree and opened her journal. She turned to a nice clean place and started drawing a nearby lake. This was Charlotte's favorite lake. She had drawn it hundreds of times but never thinks that it is enough.

When Charlotte spotted a shadow behind her, she quickly closed her book. She turned around, but it was only her sister. Her sister sat down next to her.

"I like your drawings" she said, sitting down next to Charlotte under the tree

Charlotte hated it when people complemented on her drawings. What did people see in them? Charlotte opened her journal again and continued drawing. Charlotte's sister kept watching her.

"I wish I could do that" Charlotte's sister said

"Can you go away please?" Charlotte asked her sister

When Charlotte noticed that her sister was starting to cry, she stood up. Why did her sister have to be so sensitive?

"Come, we should go home, it's getting late" Charlotte put her hand out for her sister to take. They walked back home, watching the sunset on the way. It is always an amazing sight.

Please expand your history and personality.

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[mme. o. maxime]

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