Post by melanieelliot on Aug 24, 2013 14:11:24 GMT -5
First Name: Melanie
Last Name: Elliot
Age: 14
History: Our story begins with Antoinette Beauvais, a normal girl just like every other girl you would see on the streets of Paris. If it were a Wizard, like so many people reading this are, she would be a Muggle, nothing extraordinary. Fair in looks, brown hair and brown eyes, similar to most of her later children's. But anyways, that is not the point, the point of this is that it was very unlikely for her to fall in love and marry Henrie Elliot, an English elf who was fifty-three years older than herself. The two met while Henrie was travelling in Paris, the place where Antoinette had lived her entire life in an upscale life style. Henrie was seventy-six at the time, looking as if he was in his early twenties, and Antoinette was twenty-three. You could say it was love at first sight for the two, but of course there were difficulties along the road, bumps. Most of these concerning the age difference as well as the difference in race. But, four years after the two met, they finally got married: Antoinette was twenty-seven and Henrie, eighty.
The two were only married for several months before Antoinette declared she wanted children, and it was only three months later that her wish was granted and she found she was pregnant. Nine months later a baby girl was born, Mallory Amelia Elliot, the first of ten children. Two years later, Veronique Joanne Elliot was born, then yet another two years later Monica Sandra Elliot was born, and yet again, two years later the Elliot family was graced with their fourth daughter: Marie Lousia Elliot. It soon became evident that the number two became a normal number in this family. But this patern of a child every two years was broken by Emilie Brianne Elliot, the same year that Mallory began to show her first signs of magic. Following Emilie came Rowan Hannah Elliot, two years later.
It was after Rowan was born that Antoinette felt like a satisfied mother, with several beautiful daughters. They had more than enough means to take care of all of them, able to buy a house large enough for everyone to have their own rooms. Henrie was rather old, even though his face showed no sign of age, and during his time on the planet he accumulated a small fortune while Antoinette came from a well-off family. As for old Henrie, even though he had no son, he was happy as a man could be, his family consisted of eight beautiful girls. But then, a surprise came the same day that Rowan turned three, Antoinette was yet again pregnant, this time with twins. Nine months late the first boy was born into the family: Gaspard Julien Elliot born along side his sister Melanie. Of course, the string of Elliot children did not end there, Victoire and Morgan Elliot soon too joined the family, the second of multiples in the family, these ones being mirror twins. ( History borrowed but modified from Rowan Elliot's application )
Personality: Melanie is known as being a mini-Mallory. They are both loud and out going, showing no fear in expressing every sing opinion loud enough that everyone knows. She is also very passionate about everything and never forgets when she is slighted (which is often because she doesn't really believe in compromise). But that's okay because she isn't afraid of leaving someone behind if they're holding her back. She relentless in the fact that she is constantly moving in a forward and upward motion, not allowing anything to hold her back. Even though she's not exactly the smartest person, it's clear Melanie is going places from her endless amounts of charisma and determination.
Sample RP: Sighing petulantly, Melanie crossed her arms in front of her and watched as her two friends betrayed her by walking in to the coffee house they knew full-well she was banned from. It wasn't even really her fault for being banned, the guy had it coming! Who was he to hit on Melanie Elliot and then get huffy when she shot him down, he didn't even have smooth moves. She couldn't help it if her hand .. slipped .. when he got too forceful. Whatever, she could make do with this situation. Looking up and down the street before crossing, Melanie considered her options. She could let her afternoon be ruined by being ditched or she could do something else. Besides, Elsie and Madeline had promised they wouldn't be too long, just a quick flirt with the cutest barista, and they would bring her back a coffee. While they did that she would sit at the fountain in town square, that's what she would do.
The town square in her small town of France was, to be put quite frankly, really elegantly beautiful. The town had been founded in the mid-eighteenth century as the cobblestone roads that led to the center of town to the grande fountain would attest to. She loved the town she lived in because it had the old world feel and was filled with a large amount of senior citizens who had come to retire and we overly cute and nice. Speaking of which, Melanie spotted her neighbor Mme Alette walking her dog. She loved talking to Mme Alette because the old lady loved going on at length about everything. One time, she'd been stuck talking to her about how Popsicles never looked like they do on the packaging for almost three hours. It'd been great, like her blue hair.
Cossu!
