Sorting (Term Twenty Four)

[mme. o. maxime]

To get sorted you must put on the blue cloak, pictured below, and it will read your thoughts to see what kind of person you are and to see what house you belong in. The cloak once belonged to Adora Rouerie, one of the original founders. She is the one in the picture below.

Sorting Cloak



Three houses' threads entwined
Within my cloth of blue
One thousand years of history
Have led us down to you
Which house do you belong in?
Rouerie, Cossu, or Sournois
Which will you find your kin within
You're sure to found out soon

Beneath the raven lies
A house of purest blood
The house of Boden Sournois
Takes only those bourgeois
Whom posess the parfait sang
It breeds those of arrogant mind
And those of blackest heart
Are sure to find their kind

Those who choose to join
the house of blue and green
The place for those of a mind keen,
Those students of Adora Rouerie.
A peacock is the house bird
And tradition is the word.
Most who make their home
Are clever, kind and shy
They are often found soaking up a tome.

Last of all, is the house
of those with creative thoughts
Whether be music, art, or poetry
Creativity is to be wrought
Of those who are chosen
for the home of Jocelin Cossu
With colors of the purest white and bluer than the sky
Cossu may be the one to pick
For your imaginative eye

These houses, three
Noble, each, it's sure
Whether you're clever, creative, or pure
We have a home for thee
Amongst the hallowed halls
Of Beauxbatons Academy

--Sorting Cloak Song by Bella Fiore

Important Links:
Beauxbatons Handbook
Required Items
House Histories
Site Rules

Reply to this thread to get sorted!

To be sorted I want you to fill out the code below. Also please don't go copy the traits directly from the history. Just write truthfully about your character.[/b][/size]

[b]First Name:[/b]
[b]Last Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] (Description or Photo is fine)
[b]History:[/b] (One paragraph needed)
[b]Personality:[/b] (One paragraph needed)
[b]Sample RP:[/b] (At least 2-3 paragraphs needed)

*I need at least one paragraph for History and Personality, no exceptions. Longer if one paragraph doesn't explain things well enough. You can either write a paragraph or post a pic for the appearance of your character. For the sample RP, we don't need an insanely long RP(but two to three paragraphs would be nice), just a RP sample that shows your ability, it MUST be one with the character you are signing-up with, not from another site, thanks. As for age, no student can be over the age of 18.

A few pointers for your sorting application. Make sure that your history makes sense! Make sure that your character has flaws, no one is perfect period! Make sure that each section is long and strong enough.

[sofiya a. kissin ✩]

First Name: Jung
Last Name: Park
Age: Sixteen
History:
Jung Park. Her story begins long ago when her older sister, Mina Park, was born to two North Koreans. But it was not long after their family grew a little bit more with the addition of Jung's birth. Unfortunately their happy little family did not last long when a group of government officials came to their little home. Perhaps it was a check-up to make sure the family was worshipping their great leader. But whatever it was it did not end well as the group of men noticed how much of a beauty their mother was. However when informed she could not leave the children the situation did not falter. It instead worsened as the woman was told to leave the children behind or take them with her, but when spoken to she was to forget that she even had a husband as well as children. However rather than going along with the situation the parents came up with an escape plan. But again this situation did not go as well as one could hope.

It instead turned the two sisters into orphans. But rather than giving up the two attempted to survive and which they did, luckily, thanks to an elderly women who took them in with kindness. But what the elderly women was not aware, at the time, was the fact that during their time of survival the two sisters got bitten by none other than a Werewolf, which turned them. In fact the threesome was not aware until the next full moon which upon awareness doubt came. However instead of turning out the sisters the elderly woman took care of them. But this relationship could not last as the two sisters were bound to be found out. So instead of sisters took a boat to Japan and from there to Korea. It was by then they realized Jung would need to attend school and fortunately, this time, situation worked in their favor as Mina found a little boutique, Rose Formals, to run at a nearby infamous school, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.
Personality:
There is a lot to Mina. But the first few things what one notices about this young Werewolf is the fact that she is bookish. She cannot go anywhere without at least one large book in hand, which she will finish in a few hours. However that is not all. Another thing people will notice about her is her rather high vocabulary, despite French not being her first language. In addition to that something else that is immediately noticed is that overall she is quite friendly yet playful, despite the sassy spunkiness that always is around her no matter where she goes or who she speaks with. As if that was not enough another additional characteristic people immediately notice is the fact that the girl is quite opinionated with a rather fearless and curious disposition when it comes to showing it, but also is quite adventurous despite the fear most people might find in most situations. And another thing one little notice is her strong sense of loyalty and protectiveness, one that will never change for any of her friends or sister, which often leads to unnecessary arguments much to Jung's dismay. However that is not all that there is to this young lady.

There are several more characteristics, such as her rather creative and artistic abilities, that go unnoticed do to her somewhat mild stage-fright. However that is not all. Something else that one does not get to see, unless they deepen their relationship with the young woman, is her great capacity for empathy and sympathy, which is also expressed through her talents with music as well as writing and drawing. As if that is not all she also has a hopeless romantic side to her, one she tries to avoid talking about due to not really having dated before, but something she learned through reading and art as well as music. Over all she is an understanding and intelligent girl with characteristics one might not expect with such a sweet and innocent face.
Sample RP:
A soft sigh escaped the brunette as she took a step away from Rose Formals. It was her sister's store, yes, but boy did she need to get away. Perhaps it was because they just had an argument, which would most likely explain her somewhat grumpy disposition now. But as soon as she found herself getting even more upset another sigh was released. It was something she hated to feel and the situation was not going to get any better until she relaxed herself with distance. But that would not be enough. She would also be requiring a sweet treat of sort. That all meant she would need to stop by the one and only Just In Thyme Teashop, which happened to be one of her favorite places.

The mere idea brought a rather large smile to the young wolf's face and almost immediately she decided to head over there. As she began to walk to her destination the frown on her face slowly but surely began to get replaced by a smile, one that was turning larger by the second. She already knew why that smile was growing, she finally would get to fill her sweet tooth, but that smile soon turned back to a frown as her thoughts began to switch over to her recent argument.

The mere idea of her sister arguing with her could ruin her day, but the fact that the two actually did argue was making the whole situation even worse. However once again the werewolf decided to take her mind off it, but this time she used a somewhat odd technique, which was shaking her head at a rapid pace. But fortunately now her mind was off the problem and onto something else. Making her now bad day into something a little more tolerable.

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ROUERIE!

[Tyler Gold]

First Name: Tyler (Tay)
Middle Name: Elizabeth
Last Name: Gold
Age: Seventeen

Appearance: uk.images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A0geu8CjnxpSnmIARF5B4iA5?p=tayler%20swift&fr=onesearch&fr2=

Tay has shoulder length curly blonde hair. Depending on the day sometimes it's just wavy. She is slightly tall.

History: Tyler Elizabeth Gold was born to Annabelle Jones and Marcus Gold on Christmas Eve. Her parents were both muggles. Tyler had been their only child. Thirteen years later they would have another child. The family of three had lived in Paris, France. Tyler attended school like any other normal muggle child. She learned reading, math, science, and history. Tyler was very intellegent. She learned to read at age four and loved to do it. She is gifted with an IQ of 136.

She was clearly very talented, although not many other students saw her that way. There were boys at her school that would often refer to her as "Booky" or "Evil Homework Loving Monster from the Future". At least those ones made sense. Starting in sixth grade she was commonly known by boys as "Sushi Bar". Where did that even come from? Tyler had always hated sushi.

It was a good that she had her friend Suzanne always by her side. Suzy was a great friend. She was always there for Tyler when she needed her. But as she got older, most of the boys stopped bugging her. She had started to show signs of magic, and boys didn't want to provoke her.

When she was thirteen, her parents had a new baby girl named Alexandra. Alexandra was a good baby. Tyler would often babysit her and she was very well behaved.

Personality: Tyler is nice. If you need help with homework or anything, she'll be glad to help. She loves to learn. Her favorite subject in school was math and reading. Or maybe it was science. She loves it all so much that she can't pick! She doesn't make friends easily. She is a bit too quiet. She has a few really good friends. Not many though. She hopes to make friends at Beauxbatons, while still continuing to learn and get good marks. Bit although she's studious, she still needs time for fun.

Sample RP: Tyler brushed out her long curls which today were very curly. She had no homework today, so she didn't know what to do. Normally she would eat her dinner in her room while she read a book or did her homework. Normally her sister would play in her room while she did her things. She collapsed onto her bed with boredom. She had nothing to do. Alex was at the playground, Suzy was visiting Norway with her family, and there was no homework.

Tyler slipped on her rubber boots. They were feeling a bit small. It didn't rain much in the Paris. Her next ones should probably be a few sizes large. That way they'll last. She rummaged through the
closet. At last she found her light blue umbrella. She opened it and went outside. It was just a light drizzle. She didn't know why she had bothered with the umbrella or boots. She looked at her watch. It was 6:30. She should probably go back home soon.

She felt something hit her on the head. It looked like an envelope. She opened it. Apparently she was a witch and would be attending Beaubatons, a wizarding school. This had to be a prank. Perhaps the annoying boys of Elementary School had come back and were pranking her. " Very funny, guys!" She said as she looked behind a building. But no one was there. Perhaps this was real! She remembered all those strange things she was able to.

This meant only one thing. She was a witch. She needed to tell her parents. But how? It's not like they'd believe that Tay was magic! She had to show them the letter. She turned around and went back home. When she opened the door her parents looked at each other and smiled. They already knew.



ROUERIE!

[Jasmine Chaput]

First Name: Jasmine Eir
Last Name: Chaput
Age:11
Appearance: A cute little girl who reminds you of a dainty flower. Silky light blonde hair on her crown, and light amber eyes often lit with curiosity or ambiance. She often wears knee-high dresses with matching stockings and little flats or a blouse with a long skirt and mary janes.
History:
In order to know the present, one must look into the past. It all began when a French Auror by the name of Florent Chaput saved the lives of a Norwegian wizarding tourist family back during the Second Wizarding War. While her family was too scared to go back to France after what happened, the eldest daughter named Frige decided to go back and met up with the Auror Chaput once again. After working together for several months, the two fell in love, and were married after the war had ended.
Jasmine was born one year after their marriage, and the two happy parents raised her lovingly and happily. Jasmine treated her parents in kind, always happy to let her mother braid her hair or accompany her father to work on certain occasions. That all changed, of course, when the fire nation attacked. (Just kidding!) One day, Jasmine was playing with some of her magic and accidentally set fire to one of her mother's beloved rugs. The fire soon spread, and before anybody knew it, the room itself was a burning blaze, with a bawling Jasmine in the middle of it. Fortunately, the fire was caught in time before the rest of the Chaput's lovely home was burnt, but ever since that day, Jasmine had always feared her power, and the power of fire.
Personality:
Jasmine was taught of good traits and virtues from her parents, therefore is very righteous and can't imagine someone who could possess any wickedness. She likes to think of herself as her namesake; small, dainty, and light. She doesn't like anybody making fun of her for her behavior and will tell you so without a second thought.
Even though she is a dainty flower, she has thorns. Occasionally, Jasmine will succumb to a darker side and will commit acts that seem very unlike her if you know her well enough. Like her unexpected burning of the house living room, Jasmine can burn anything she dislikes or, in the worst case scenario, scream and attack her attacker until her opponent calls a truce.
Sample RP:
"Oh my sweet baby! Du kommer til skolen!" Frige cried, her amber eyes flooded with tears of what was to come for her only child. Jasmine hugged her mama tightly and replied, "Do not worry, Mama. Beauxbatons is one of the best wizarding schools in the world. I will be fine!" Florent, the father, only wrapped his arms around his wife and assured her, "I went to Beauxbatons myself, Frige. Everything will be fine. Our little girl can take care of herself." Only then did Frige release her child before warning her, "If there are any troubles, notify me at once!"
"Yes, Mama," said Jasmine as she hugged her father fiercely before walking off to her carriage, waving goodbye as she went. Both parents stood at the front of their home waving goodbye, Frige still crying while her husband held her close. Jasmine sat now in the carriage waiting to arrive to her beautiful new school. She could hardly believe what was happening...a new school! An entire year at her papa's academy to learn magic. Jasmine wiggled in her seat in excited anticipation before looking out the window in awe.
Beneath her, Jasmine could see the flamboyant trees of the land reach for the sky, but they looked like little logs to her. A tiny bird flew by the window and for a moment it was right next to the window. Jasmine smiled at it, but soon she was shocked to see the bird burst into flame and fall to the ground dead.
Tears welled up in Jasmine's eyes as she realized she just killed that cute little bird. How was she supposed to go to Beauxbatons when she can't even control her magic? But Jasmine blinked the tears away. She must be strong and live through it, or she'll live to regret it. Who knows? Perhaps Beauxbatons may have the answers she so desperately needs.



This is quite difficult, but SOURNOIS sounds fitting.

[nikolina y-t. delyan-radomir ☽]

First Name: Hwan-Seung
Last Name: Song
Nicknames: Anna, Annie, Little Annie
Age: Sixteen
History:
The story of Hwan-Seung Song starts when Jin-Seung met Hwan-Geum. Jin-Seung Song met Hwan-Geum Kang. Having veela blood in her, Hwan-Geum was easily beautiful and graceful, and Jin-Seung? He was rough around the edges, his mother's thorny nuisance with his long midnight hair and dragon tooth earring. It wasn't a match anyone in their right minds would've made. However, love doesn't follow reason or aethestics. Once met, a spark of attraction turned into a flaming torch of unconditional love. Three years later, they were wed in their homeland, South Korea. In only a year a child was born unto the couple. Hwan-Eun, who's name means shining and bright silver. She was the first child of three. Three and a half years later, was born, the middle child and four years later, Seung-Wook was shoved into the home.

Anna grew up the middle of three children, and in a huge conglomerate of cousins that made of the crew of the Song and Kang clan. She was raised on the ideals of everyone was equal and that no one should be treated any differently on account of bloodline or house. And for a while, she believed this as well. In the shadow of Hwan-Eun, Anna fell slightly under the radar. And so, to get attention, since Hwan-Eun was the eldest and Seung-Wook, the baby, she turned to the rebel child. She would do anything and everything just for attention, and fortunately for her, she had an uncle who made a living out of getting attention in all the wrong ways. And to Hwan-Geum's dismay, he was all too happy to oblige the child. Jin-Seung got a kick out of it, since he was used to his brother's pranks and troublemaking. The years leading up to her first year at Hogwarts were spent ducking both mother and grandmother. Yun-Sang Song didn't take too kindly to Kyung-Min teaching Miss Anna all his old tricks and tomfoolery. Neither did Hwan-Geum. Anna has often joked that she could write a book entilted "Growing Up As A Song" and sell it for millions. Which she probably could. At an early age, it was apparent that Anna was musically gifted and she played piano and violin just to appease her mother's wishes. But also dance as fluidly as a woodland nymph. Though, as soon as she could, she grabbed a guitar and taught herself how to play, easily driving her sister crazy, but also blasted music which also drove her sister insane as she danced about the home. Since the cottage only has three bedrooms, the girls were shoved into the same room to screech and yell and the such that sisters do when growing up.

When Hwan-Eun got her acceptance letter into Hogwarts, and Anna enjoyed an entire year without her sister. Though, she missed her dearly, she did enjoy the solitude of her room without Hwan-Eun always there. That was the year that the ten year old decided to take up reading volumes of anything she could get her hands on. And a very close aunt of her's was happy to oblige. Yeong-Jin Kang sent book after book to the young child, and Anna holed herself up in her room, reading or playing her music. It was an odd time that she wasn't up to no good. But as soon as Hwan-Eun came home for Christmas Holidays, the tomfoolery was back. That year she and her uncle Kyung-Min hexed the turkey to screech every time someone wanted to cut into it. Needless to say, it drove most of the family crazy. Though some of them found it just as hilarious as the two cackling black hair-heads. And then term started back and Anna turned into a book nerd once more. Then three years later, she was a ball of nerves. It was time for her letter. And she was oh so excited because of the stories her older sister had to tell. The day the owl flew through the window was the day that they had to take a trip to Hanuel Hospital, because silly little Anna dropped her knife and got it lodged in her leg. She still has the scar and enjoys talking about it, since it is a funny story. When Anna was admitted into Hogwarts and led up to the Sorting Hat. She can still remember the feeling of her heart pounding against her chest as she put the hat on her head. The feeling of nervousness and uncomfortableness as the hat talked to her without having a real mouth. Her sister told her all about Ravenclaw, and Slytherin, and Gryffindor, and only mentioned Hufflepuff once. And what house was she sorted into? Ravenclaw, of course. Was that really such a surprise?

Her years at Hogwarts were pretty normal, at least the first year. She made friends, as many as her trust issue would allow. She passed her classes, skipped meals and sleeping to make sure of that, though word of that would never reach her parents. And she learned that the equal world she was raised in, didn't exist. The blood feud was thicker than she ever wanted to believe. Her fifth year, Aria was walking to her Charms class and some older, scarier Slytherin boy (who has long since graduated), shoved her aside and asked her opinion of the bloodline predicament. Scared, yet her temper flaring, she snapped back that it was no "predicament" and it was none of his business what she thought. He shook his head and pointed his wand at her, giving her one more chance to "redeem" herself. She just glared. And he hexed her. It was something he created (never said he wasn't smart), and it took days for the Nurse and charms teacher to figure out what it was. She was in the Hospital Wing for a week and a half. One of the only things she could remember was crying to Hwan-Eun about how unfair it was. That she was singled out because of it. Her sister had no answers for her. That was the day she stopped believing that everyone was equal, that the world was a place for butterflies and rainbows. Her father worried over her due to this small incident, afraid that she would choose a route that was darker than the one he longed to see her go down. It wasn't any secret that she would do anything for her father. She was a known Daddy's Girl. Being Daddy’s Girl meant he wanted her out of Hogwarts, but after some brief convincing Anna was allowed to finish off the school year but was immediately transferred to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, the school that her mother attended. As a force of habit, she writes her father every week, sometimes twice to tell him how things are going, and luckily for the family, she hasn't been singled out again. Anna hates being lumped in a group, but hates worse being singled out for something she can't control.
Personality:
Hwan-Seung Song is like no one you've ever met, that is a guarantee. Fiery and determined, she has a reckless streak a mile wide. She will try anything you dare her to and won't think anything of it. She'll just flash you that confident smirk and give you the peace sign before fulfilling the dare. She has been known to do anything from going skinny dipping in the Black Lake in the middle of winter to dying a professor's hair purple during class. Her competitiveness is the side-car of her recklessness. Anna is a firm believer that she can do anything better than anyone. Growing up, she was in constant competition with her cousins on all accounts, and especially her own siblings. Of course, this recklessness and competitiveness has gotten her into all kinds of trouble at home and school, and that's to be expected. No one gets away with everything. Which usually triggers her next strong personality trait. Her flaming temper. And when angered, it's best to stay out of her way, as it is wise for any angered teenaged girl. Going along with this short and dangerous temper is her stubbornness that seems to be the basis of the temper. She rarely backs down from anything that she believes in or even she thinks is right. Her prideful streak makes her even go as far as defend herself when she knows she's wrong, just so she doesn't have to look stupid. However, Hwan-Eun has been known to get so mad she'll burst into tears. Stay out of her way when this happens. That is not to say that she isn't studious. She worked hard on her grades and managed to stay top of her class.

In her relationships, she is loyal yet on the flipside, hesitant. She fears getting hurt or being shoved aside for the next hot thing. And as a result, she finds herself shying away from relationships, the romantic ones at least. Anna hates feeling pushed or forced into something, and that'll cause her to shut everyone out. She doesn't recognize that she has trust issues, but they are there. And it isn't only in romantic relationships, her family and friends find themselves often shut out of her life more often than she would like you to believe. Though, she doesn't enjoy being alone, her fear of being hurt just overrides her want of a close relationship with people. She has this philosophy that if she doesn't dabble in human relationships, then she won't get hurt, get disappointed. If you are lucky enough to pass through her safety net and she puts down her shields, you will find that she is very territorial at times and yet, independent of all relationships. Jealousy is one of her deepest flaws, and it has been said that her eyes shall literally turn green with envy. Though this has yet to be proven. Whenever this fear doesn't take over her mind, she is very loyal and loving to those around her that she has the honor of calling friends. Though, a few have bypassed this fear and she calls them family, though not blood related. Her family is set apart from her, and she doesn't find herself close to any of them. She loves them, but can't bear to let herself get close to any of them just to be shoved aside for something else. Which has happened before, and more often than she likes to remember. Once you pass this issue, you can find that she's very loving and caring. She would do anything for a friend or family member, just based on blood. However, if that family member has done her wrong, than she'll watch them suffer with cold, hard blue eyes that no mercy will find home in. She is spiteful and vengeful, enjoying watching the deserving suffer, though she will quickly stick up for the undeserving.

Anna can be easily called the black sheep in the family without a doubt. She does everything she can to be set apart from the Song litter, but rarely ever succeeds. So that people see more than her black-hair, which she changes frequently just to make a point, and last name. That there is more to her than just her abundant relatives and siblings. One way she does that is through music. Anna loves to sing and play music. She is adept at playing guitar, violin, and piano all thanks to her absurdly long fingers that she hates. But in addition to that she has long legs that assist her in dancing gracefully and fluidly as a swan. However that is not all. She also draws very well. All of this works out because she loves to perform, to be the center of attention. You would think she was the youngest in her family instead of the middle child. In everyday life, she is giggly and bubbly, with that temper simmering on the surface still. It does not take much to set her off, but that pertains to another paragraph. As you can plainly see, she is imaginative and goofy, just like her twin uncles used to be. And that probably came from her hanging around Uncle Kyung-Min a lot when she was a small child. And we find ourselves back to school work, don't we? It would not be odd to wake up in the wee hours of the morning, look in the common room and see her sitting in front of the fire with five or six books open, attempting to study for a test that day, or sometimes it will be just for fun. And you can bet it'll be potions. That is the subject she is strongest in. Her mother learned early on that Anna could follow a recipe to save her life and potions is no different. Especially since she is a rather patient girl, which can be all thanks to her numerous days of pranking.
Sample RP:
An eye twitched as she heard a random meow from under her bed. Anna hated her sister’s, Hwan-Eun, cat. The cat had caused Anna too much trouble the last time she attempted to read a good book and this time Anna was going to finish that book no matter what, not even if it meant hearing screeches from her pesky older sister. Going on her knees, Anna began to crawl around attempting to find the feline, but rather then her finding it, it found her. It had jumped out from under the bed and onto the book, which had been placed on the ground. A groan escaped the now dirty blonde girl as she slowly got up and attempted to sneak up on the cat. But it failed. The cat was too…intelligent, or really aware. Glaring some more at the evil animal, Anna attempted to pounce on it when the door slammed open with Hwan-Eun chatting away on her cell phone. Another groan escaped and Anna banged her head against the floorboard, which was actually painful but not as painful as hearing her sister screech, OH MY GOD…WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO JIN?! Banging her head against the wooden floor a few more times, Anna muttered to herself, Maybe if I do this enough times I’ll be able to knock myself out and never have to hear her voice again…JUST MAYBE!

[/color] After a few more repeated bangs, Aria slowly got up and tilted her head as she looked at her sister as if she was crazy and replied, I did nothing to that damn evil demon! If anything, its been tormenting ME![/color] Anna winced again as she saw her sister shut off her phone and gave Anna a vicious glare. Cringing some more Anna saw her sister storm over in her direction and scoop up the “innocent cat”.

Shaking her head, Anna muttered to herself, You put that damn cat’s well being over mine…how loving of you.[/color] Anna continued to mutter about how “loved” she felt until she heard her sister snap, I WOULD love you if you were nicer to Jin! The poor thing recently was frighten to death already by the owls at Hogwarts![/color] The only thing Anna could do was give her sister a look that implied that Anna was questioning her sanity, something Anna did more then once it seemed. Rather then putting up with her sister’s scolding, Anna grabbed her book, that still was on the floor, and left the room. But before she closed the door she heard her sister screech clearly, YOU’RE GOING TO APOLOGIZE TO JIN HWAN-SEUNG![/color] Shaking her head some more, Anna muttered to herself, It’s a god damn cat woman…a frigging cat![/color] Quicken her pace, because she wanted to further her distance from her sister, Anna skipped a few steps. With only a few steps left, Anna decided to just jump the last three, actually it was really four since she had both feet on two different steps, which was not really that bright since her little brother’s, Seung-Wook, had decided to place one of his cars right there something Anna had not noticed. And once she jumped, she landed on the car and slipped and feel face forward right onto the wooden floor. A pained groan escaped her as she slowly got up muttering, Not my day…Not my day at all…[/color] Rather then groaning some more over the pain, which was actually still aching despite her neutral face, Anna ran to the open door that lead to the outdoors.

A content sigh escaped as she inhaled the fresh sea air. It was something she loved, greatly. It was soothing and Anna often needed something to sooth her temper. It was actually quite surprising her had not snapped at her sister. Perhaps it was because she wanted to finish her book and knew her sister would keep it up, or maybe it was because her sister was never that bright and had always been a pain and her returning for Winter Vacation had not been any different. Well whatever the reason was, Anna was glad she had decided to do that since her book was still awaiting for her to finish. But rather then going head first into finishing her book, Anna began to walk. She wanted to find the perfect spot, which originally had been her bed but the stupid cat had decided to take-over from underneath. After some more walking, Anna finally found the perfect spot. It was the sand that was high enough to not get wet from the high tide, but enough for her to feel cool, though the temperature was not that high. Plopping down onto the sand, not caring about her shorts or long sleeve shirt getting dirty, Anna opened up her red and yellow covered book, which was titled “Acheron by Sherrylin Kennydon”. Finally Anna was able to return back to the world about the last Atlantean God who would cause the end of the world.
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You know...I think you lost me in the length of your application that I just put you in COSSU. Thanks for keeping it 'brief'....and good luck.

[grace brown]

First Name: Annarosetta
Middle Name: Grace
Last Name: Brown
Age: Sixteen

Appearance: Annarosetta has long brunette hair and blue eyes. She is five fiot seven, so about the average height for a sixteen year old. She is a bit pale usually.

History: Annarosetta Grace Brown was born a half blood witch to Jocelyn Parker and Michael Brown. Jocelyn worked in the english Ministry of Magic, and had been a Racenclaw when she had attended Hogwarts magic school. Michael was a muggle. He had been a doctor for muggles. He had met Jocelyn at a mexican restaurant. They instantly fell in love and got married. After five years they had Annarosetta. They didn't know if she would be a witch or a squib, so they sent her to muggle school. She often made strange things happen at school, so she didn't make many friends. Apparently she was too weird to be friends with anyone. People also said that her bane was weird. Annarosetta. She had always hated that name. So when she was ten, she started having people call her Grace.

When she was eleven, she got an invitation to Hogwarts. That was the school where her mother had gone. It was the school where young wizards and witches learned magic. She was of course, very excited. She had hated going to her muggle school. And now she would be learning magic. She went to the school and got sorted into Slytherin house. There were a few other girls in her dorm. A few of them were really evil. A few were okay, but Grace never got to know them. When she was in her fifth year, she got a letter from home. Her parents had been tortured by a dark wizard and were now in a magic hospital. Grace would have to live with her housekeeper, Clare.

Grace hated Clare. She was always mean to Grace when her parents were on holiday. And now she wAs going to live with Clare. She wasn't, though. She was going to get on her broom in the middle of the night. So that's what she did. She escaped from Hogwarts. It took a few days, but she finally made it way far from hogwarts. She was in france. After a few months of being there, she got a letter. She had been invited to Beauxbatons. That was the magic school in france! She couldn't wait to continue with her magical learning.

Personality: Grace is a true Slytherin. She is cunning, resourceful, determined, and ambitious. She doesn't go down without a fight. She is a bit of a troublemaker, and she can be a bit rude. She doesn't make friends easily. Although she has those traits, she is still loving, and can be a great friend once you get to know her.

Sample RP: Grace got on her broom and zoomed around the area smiling. She couldn't be happier. She had been accepted to school. She would be learning magic again! When she escaped from Hogwarts she had expected never to attend school again. She should have remembered about Beauxbatons. She was going to attend the school until she was nineteen. Then she was going to go back to England. Her parents would probably have been cured by then.

If they weren't, she would teach at Beauxbatons. She missed her parents. But there was no point visiting them. They had been tortured into insanity. Now they might not even know who Grace was. The thing she dreaded was that her parents would still call her "Annarosetta". She shuddered at the thought. She had always hated her name. It was too long and fancy for her. She zoomed to the ground and laid there. She imagined Beauxbatons.



They're nothing like Slytherin, worse, but hopefully you can make it in SOURNOIS!

[Charles Windsor]

First Name: Charles
Last Name: Windsor
Age: 12

History:

This is Charles, he is 12 and was born to the parents of Amy and Richard Windsor on 31st July 2001.

Charles was born was raised in a wealthy family, with five brothers and two sisters. He was the youngest in the family, with the oldest being married with a family. Charles's sisters were very mean to him, despite being younger then him, as they always call him "Teachers pet!" or "Smarty pants!" as Charles was quite smart and always was studying.

His brothers were horrible to Charles, they treated Charles like a waste of space. The only brother that Charles really liked was Edward. Edward was 17, and the second youngest. Edward didn't mock him or anything for being the youngest boy in the family, but treated him like the best friend he never had. When news spread about Edward dating Sarah, Charles was the only one that was happy for him.

Charles usually spent most days doing his brothers and sisters homework (other then Edward's, of course). He was forced to do it, or they would turn everyone against him. Charles, being the bright boy he was, always did his siblings homework.

Then, one night when he was doing the homework, he got a letter from Beauxbatons saying he was accepted! Edward had received one also, and they went to Beauxbatons together. Edward was sorted into Cossu, but Charles is still awaiting his sorting.

Personality:

Charles is a very hard worker, always in his bedroom studying or playing in the park with Edward. He is noted to be rather sweet, kind and good-looking, but also very clever and into tradition. Charles doesn't have many friends, but the ones that remain friendly to him say he is "Kind, caring, but very smart!". Charles is hoping to make new friends at Beauxbatons, but isn't bothered having a girlfriend or anything (although he wouldn't mind one!)


Sample RP:

Charles cursed silently as he worked hard on his siblings homework. He didn't exactly mind, as he knew he was doing this to keep his friends or else. But he thought, what if the teachers found out it wasn't them? Charles could get his siblings into trouble! But his siblings wanted him to do it... so he kind of had to. Charles sighed, as he worked on.

Suddenly, an owl was pecking at the window with a crisp, golden letter. Charles frowned, who would be sending him a letter? As he opened the window, ripped the envelope opened and read the letter, he yelled in delight.

Charles ran the mile to the Park, or technically skipping. He saw his brother, with the same letter on his lap, and as Charles got up to him, he hugged the life out of him.

"Edward, we have been accepted! At Beauxbatons!!!"



Well Mr. Smarty Pants, I think you'll do great in ROUERIE!

[`SHIN-KYU LEE ♥]

First Name:
Shin-Kyu

Last Name:
Lee

Age:
Seventeen

History:
September the third. That was when this young dark haired boy was born to Mayaka Lee (formerly Oreki) and Shi-hyun Lee. He was the third to be born out of three siblings - the other two being his sisters who were three and five years apart respectively. Being the baby of the family, Shin pretty much got everything he ever wanted, and his family wasn't exactly that hard up when it came to money either. His mother worked for a large fashion company in Tokyo, Japan, and also usually went on business trips to China on occasion too. Because of this she always brought back various items of clothing for her family, though they mostly seemed to be dresses, which no one was really suspicious about. His father didn't care much for that sort of thing, and there were three girls in the house. But what about Shin-Kyu? Well, that brought up the slight obsession that ever since he was very young, instead of dressing him up in gender correct clothes, she simply dressed him up in.. well, just that instead, dresses. He didn't even really need to get many new clothes either, especially when he'd also receive hand-me-downs from his sister, who also shared the same fascination of dressing their brother up like a doll.

Despite being a pure blooded family, before both him and one of his sisters were born something tragic happened which forced his parents to renounce everything to do with magic, and thus began living as muggles, especially for the sake of their child and the children they were to bring into the world not much longer later. They enrolled his sisters in private female boarding schools, but for Shin-Kyu it was a public school. He didn't know why, but nothing good became of it. They learned of what Shin-Kyu did when at home and thus started calling him girls names instead of his actual name, as well as Shinku - kids were so mean after all. He thought nothing of it though, hell he wasn't even hardened by such experiences. He just learned to endure, most of the time being enraptured by his daydreams or taking up various hobbies as a way of coping with the pressure of his peers.

Eventually though, he left that school and was abruptly sent to a private middle school thereon after wards. It didn't last long though as he soon got a letter from Beauxbatons Academy about attending there. Why, when Korea was so far away? Surely there were closer schools located near by. And he didn't know anything when it came to this apparent 'magic' either. All he was aware of was a gift that he had when it came to putting people at ease around him, other than that... Curious, and after countless arguments, his parents told him of why they forbade magic, thus why they were afraid to send Shin-Kyu off to learn such a thing. But eventually they gave in and he went on his way.
(bad, I know XD)

Personality:
Shin-Kyu's an extraordinarily gentle person, who wouldn't even kill a butterfly to save his life. In part thanks to his empathy skills, he can sense what people are feeling and can generally sympathize with it, and likes to use this power to make them feel at ease too. He's a daydreamer, and even when he isn't stressed or uncomfortable, he prefers to slip into his own little world and imagine what could be or countless other imaginative scenarios. He's creative and enjoys surveying the world around him in all it's glory. In general, he's a slow starter with his head in the clouds most of the time but he's very trusting and willing to do anything for anyone. He's a sort of romantic and has a poetic-like view towards everything around him. That's not to say that he's a pushover in any way though, he certainly knows when and how to take things seriously. At times, thanks to that, he could be described as mature. He also likes animals and has a small black netherland dwarf rabbit called Kubo.

Sample RP:
Watching the small black rabbit bounce ever so slowly against the grass, Shin-Kyu reached forwards to stroke it. It was such an unbarably cute creature he couldn't help but handle it every so often. But then he ended up stopping, hearing a familiar and yet somehow unfamiliar cackle behind him. Shin's dark eyes narrowed upon feeling the negativety, the anger and hostilities in general coming from the person - or creature behind him. "I figured it would be you," Shin-Kyu stated simply, bending to scoop up the little bunny, cradling it in both arms as he pushed himself to his feet and turned to look at the person who was slouched lazily on one of the trees behind him. He didn't bother speaking again; it was certain that his words would only meet jeers or simply be interrupted. That was often the case here.

Shaking his head, Shin turned to walk away, though the other boy took that moment to take a step towards him. "Stay, wont you, Shinku darling." The faint hiss was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine, but all Shin did was turn to blink at him, meeting shining orange eyes with his own. "It has been years since we last met after all." Shin-Kyu actually considered that for a moment, and then raised his eyes and smirked at the boy. "I recall that all right. I'm surprised you've stuck around this long. It can only be for one reason above all, right?" He could easily remember whom Dae-Hyun stuck around with most of all, especially after that personality changed and that... parasite took him over. "Parasite," Shin-Kyu repeated again, just in case the creature opposing him couldn'it see within his mind. And with that he turned and walked away. He had been holding his rabbit Kubo pretty tightly through that exchange, and quickly released it as he let out a long burst of air, clearly he'd been holding his breath almost the entire time. Some things were better left unsaid, yes, and some people he was better off not meeting. It was a shame he never had the luxury of picking and choosing whom he got aquainted with, it really was.

COSSU!

[oliver smith]

First Name: Oliver

Last Name: Smith

Age: 17 years old

Appearance:



Oliver stands at about 6'3", 175 lbs. Shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. Fair skin and a charming smile.

History:

Oliver James Smith is the only heir to the House of Smith, a notable pure-blood wizarding family and among the wealthiest. His family is respected in the Wizarding world mainly from Rupert Smith's influence with the Ministry of Magic and his monetary donations to the Ministry, schools, and St. Mungo's. Oliver grew up with his father Rupert since his mother died when he was young. He was secluded in their castle without much interaction with anyone besides the house elves and his father's guests, many of whom are important to the Wizarding society but also dark. Rupert purposely withdrew Oliver from society so that he wouldn't interact with Muggles, and that his upbringing would influence his future to becoming like him: pure and powerful.

He eventually came to reject his father's pure-blood elitism and reverence for the Dark Arts. It was more of an annoyance to see how his father had become a person whom he can't even keep a civil conversation with. Everything was politics or the tainted society ridden with muggles and half-bloods. Rupert was a cold and unemotional man that was strict with Oliver. So he despised everything his father became and stood for. He rebelled against his father and the two rarely spoke, which was fine with Oliver since they never saw much of each other anyway. When he was accepted to both Hogwarts and Beauxbatons Academy, Oliver chose the school farthest from his father.

Personality:

Oliver is true-hearted and brave, as shown by standing against racial supremacy and dark magic. Though he's exceptionally kind and caring, traits he shared with his mother. He is witty and quite arrogant with a bad habit of mouthing off at those he doesn't particularly like. He could also be vicious towards those he hates, sometimes unjustifiably. Oliver is capable of an explosive temper when angered, a trait shared by his father Rupert. Occasionally he can be reckless, immature, and downright irresponsible.

Sample RP:

The stark darkness of his room crept eerily to every crevice in his room. He wasn't used to it yet, but he kept his eyes wide open--staring into bleakness as his mind mulled over the last few days. His mind continuously reeled every moment from the day he received his letter of acceptance, to the ride, and then the sorting cloak that had placed him. From what he had heard of this house, it was a good one that would suit his personality but he thought otherwise. Oliver has yet to introduce himself to anyone though, still shy and unsure since he is out of his element. Though shyness will not stop him eventually as he was getting braver these past few nights. He shuffled around underneath his sheets and then flipped them over his body, hoisting up in a sitting position as his eyes leveled with the mirror opposite of his bed. He could barely make out his silhouette shape in it, the night so dark and his curtains closed but a slight crack to allow some of the night to flow in. He slipped each foot in a pair of slippers and reached for his black robe to envelope his body in after he stood up from his bed.

Oliver moved across the room slowly and carefully since the dark had blinded his path to the door. He brushed slightly against the desk and his hand stretched forth to the handle. At least he knew the layout of his room and how far and close objects were. He was very cautious at turning the handle and pulling the door open at a crack first. The rules he had read state that there was an issued curfew and that there were prefects along with various staff members who patrol the hallways. Luckily he had missed them all on his late night visits to the kitchens. There was no one in sight and so he slipped out quietly and closed the door behind him. He crept through the common room that was dimly lit by the fireplace, it’s embers slowly dieing out. He remembered the first time he had entered this place, and he was just astounded at how homely he felt entering in. Oliver never felt like that at his own home, but it was nice for a change. Oliver tip-toed across the room to the other side where he carefully exited out the door to the chambers. It wasn't tricky afterwards to find his way to the kitchens, but the long hallways were starting to become monotonous.

As he turned in one corner though, he brushed up against another human figure and jumped back. His blue eyes looked upon her face momentarily as his lips pursed. He hoped she wasn't one of those authority figures he would have to deal with, but she had no badge to indicate such a title and so a smirk grew across his face. She was just another student like himself on a late night escapade through the castle hallways. He didn't plan on apologizing for their slight run-in since it was unintentional. Also he wasn't looking to explain himself for being out so late at night. So he pocketed his hands within his robes and moved around her to continue down the hall. Minutes passed after his encounter with that girl and he made it to the kitchens. The past few nights the kitchens had been deserted, just the way he preferred it without the sudden rush of bare feet, floppy-eared, tennis ball-eyed elves asking questions and giving him their service. All he wanted was a sandwich and so he went scrimmaging around for bread, meats, lettuce, cheese, and mayonnaise to lay out on the island table along with a bag of crisps.



SOURNOIS!

[Sergio Damián Gallardo]

First Name: Sergio Damián
Last Name: Gallardo
Age: 17 years old
Appearance:

History:

It is unbeknownst to Gallardo his provenance, and those responsible of his birth, as the progenitors left nothing with their deceases, but the vestiges of the assail at the very scene where the bones cracked under your feet when you scrutinized through the scene, to find a sheets-covered lump that happened to be a baby in his most vulnerable state. By the time he was found, he was nameless, with no past and no future ahead, as he was the only witness to the massacre that had occurred. From a forensic report, the boy met his death, but achieved to eschew it, quite intact, as the venue was a devastated tent with scraps of body parts from the corpses, along with the child. Some wizards catalogued it as were-wolf raid, but the creature was a mystery, as they could only assume things; nothing concrete or substantial to glom at. All he knows of is that a frivolous, yet amiable man reared him since he was 10, but secluded him from the world because of the horrible truth behind him, and the monster he was. Sergio spent his youth chained within dungeons, by his tutor, whom he refers to as ‘Mr Brouillard’. Dam received his name during his foster care years, living in an orphanage in Barcelona, Spain.

Jean Pierre adopted him back in Spain, in full awareness of the special condition of the bloke. He made sure to educate him and treat him in order to help him manoeuvre with his condition, in aid of wolfsbane potions and assiduous discipline, which only forged him as the bloke he is today. Now being able to control himself properly and permanently attached to his meds, he is able to start living a normal life. Jean Pierre took him back to France, to attend Beauxbatons, but just merely, as he didn’t trust he was prepared for it – not until now. Jean Pierre considered him a peril to society and to himself prior to this juncture.


Personality:

During his obscure days, he was taught to domain magic as well as any other knowledge references, but he’s not deft on the matter, with a couple of spells barely handling for him, which made him phlegmatic over scholar affairs and anything related, always tipping onto the rebellious side of his. Sergio is someone who doesn’t suit to any label, category or such, as he disobeys everything stipulated by any norms. The man is somehow hard to read, as in the way he speaks is to cryptic and devious that you couldn’t ascertain what he’s actually saying or meaning with it. He’s prone to remain in commodity of solitude, as the lesser companions he attains the better he is with it. Dam is rational, slightly dolt and extremely brash; callous even. Irreverent, heartless and such, Dam doesn’t stick to any person, and love is something that seems so distant of him that he pouts at it, every time it’s mentioned. Restrained all along, Sergio developed a sense of leisure, and he’s more of the outdoors being than indoors, thusly it’s recurrent you meet him at the outtakes instead. From a way, he’s sly and cunning, and he won’t falter at having a fling, just utilising the person, never involving sentiments.

As any other human, he has a fascination towards certain things, as climbing, running and anything that could be attributed to physic and fitness, since he’s someone who stays in shape accordingly. His super-natural strength and stamina because of his wolfish side allows him to exceed limits and expectations when it comes to performance and dexterous matters, but he is slow at perusing, as he’s quite affected by an impossibility to concentrate. He’s far from being a hideous persona, but he acts like a conceited and haughty person all the time, in order to keep himself afar from people and bonds.

Sample RP:

Tic-tac, tic-tac

The ticking clock rumbled hung on the wall opposite to him. An inquisitive glance was thrown at its very direction, by the time he was noticing that the handles were about to touch each other. ‘Mind me a hint’ he mused, letting out something close to a sigh as he devoured the object with his eyes, contemplating the inevitable course of time as it progressed continuously, relentlessly before him, yet, in such slow motion it was ridiculous. The frothy blackness of the handles proved nothing but a merely mesmerizing accent to his colourless existence, with each second scathing him from within. Dam was not accustomed to be kept indoors, and the sole sensation was rendering him mental – something he could assume by his maniac look and the exasperation that was harboured inside him.

‘Thank you…’ he could overhear the voice of his tutor; nonchalant as due, whilst bidding his farewells to the tender behind the door that swung open in front of the bloke.

“About time… que me estoy hecho un nudo de nervios(I’m a nervous knot)” his Spanish protruded outside of his lips, a visible scowl upon his features, by the time he was standing up from the seat, shaking his hands lightly as if he was shaking off angst of him. It was the third time this week that he was tested outside of the commodity of his cell, “… otro poco y estallo (made it any longer for an outburst)…” he completed, as if releasing the words was enough to soothe him down altogether.

Something close to a chuckle spread on his companion’s factions, tapping him lightly on the shoulder as he revealed his grin. It was weird the rapport they sustained, as it was nothing compared to any other relationship they knew of. Brouillard was his father-figure in a strange manner, but it sufficed to confer friendship as well, as he could confide him anything; nevertheless, the strict regime he had been exerting upon the weakling, had somehow built up walls around him, so there was no closeness between them, but jesting and sarcastic remarks. How could you treat the one responsible for the ordeal you were into throughout your youth? Detesting themselves in silence was something they have mastered. Dam frowned in response to his sneering, as he couldn’t act otherwise.

The bloke advanced forth, surpassing him as he left through the door, pounding with his hefty boots against the wooden floor of the interior of the edifice. There was nothing to be discussed, and he wouldn’t bicker with Brouillard then, as it was futile.




SOURNOIS!

[JAE NA guem`]

first name: jae na

last name: geum

age: fifteen

history

jae na was born in marseille, france during the early hours of january 6th. her life has never been anything but normal really. her parents, who had left their eldest son, seung-tae, in the care of his grandmother, had been vacationing in france when min gi went into labor, three weeks early. it seemed that their little girl had wanted to get a head start on life. they soon flew back to korea where they owned a small restaurant. years passed and both children grew older. seung-tae entered college immediately coming back only to take over his parents store. jae na on the other hand had seemingly chosen a much different path. weird things always seemed to happen when she was around and jae na was at a loss to explain them. it wasn't her fault she would swear to her parents and grandmother. no one believe her of course until the unexplainable became explained by that of a letter. it was a short little thing but it contained all that jae na would ever need to know about herself. it was a letter written by her late grandfather informing her that her destiny reached far beyond than anyone in her family. jae na, his only granddaughter, was a witch. it shocked everyone (except her grandmother) but they took it as a good sign.

jae na has been homeschooled for most of her life including her early years as a witch but since no one her family understands a thing they're talking about she has been left in the dark about a lot of things. now at the age of fifteen jae na has finally convinced her parents that going to a school dedicated to magic is the best choice. they agreed and are sending her off to stay with her mothers friends before the term begins.

personality

jae na is honest and that's about the only soft way to describe it. don't be fooled though because she tell you a bold lie right and keep a poker face the entire time. she's a fast learner when it comes to most things but often lacks in anything that requires the use of advanced hand-eye coordination. like sports. it's not too much a bother really since she absolutely detests anything related to sports. no she much rather prefers that of music or ballet. through ballet she's learned to become graceful and elegant. through having to shout over her brother's obnoxious friends she's become loud and smart-mouthed, traits that often get her into trouble. with friends she likes to laugh, have fun, and makes jokes but with strangers she will happily keep her distance until she introduces herself. her worst trait of all time is her impatience. she gets impatient with everything and everyone and that won't ever change.

sample rp

Tossing the covers over her face, Jae Na blocked both the light and her mothers voice from her features. It was her last day at home and she wasn't even allowed to sleep in ten minutes. Letting out a large sigh she peeled the covers back to glance at her alarm. 7:15 am flashed back at her in red blocky font. Gritting her teeth Jae Na willed herself to calm down. Why, she wondered, why things could never go her way. Why her mother couldn't stop talking, her brother had to brings his naughty children over, and why her dad insisted on barging in that very second. "Good Morning!" he shouted at her, tossing confetti around. It would seem non-relatives that he was being a sweet father and excited for his daughters awaiting adventure but no. He wasn't. The only thing he could talk about for weeks was the changes he would make to her bedroom while she was away. A brand new tv, a large stereo to "blast up the jams," and the most comfortable reclining chair advertised. Running over to nearest wall he pulled out a tape measure, jotting down the measurements on a crumpled piece of paper.

Sitting up she growled like an angry wold and aimed her pillow at his head. It soared through the air before hitting him on the back of his noggin. "Bullseye." she said, pulling her arm towards her in triumph. "What kind of girl hits her own father?" he shouted at her, tossing the pillow back. It fell like dead weight five feet from her bed and Jae Na gave him a bored look. "One that has a father that can't even throw a pillow." Jutting out her chin she watched as he scoffed and continued to measure her room. Without warning her mother came swooping in her hand out to smack the back of Jae Na's head. "What the heck?" she exclaimed, muttering a swear word under her breath. "Get up. I can't take to you to the airport so you'll have to walk." She barely lingered after her sentence finished and her presence was soon replaced with that of her niece and nephew. "Noona, where are you going?" the young boy asked. "Somewhere away from you." she told him, pulling the covers back over her head.

Only a few more hours, she told herself. Just hang on for a few more hours and you can be released from this mad house and on your way to a new school.

COSSU!

[aubani brooks']

First Name:

Aubani

Last Name:

Brooks

Age:

Seventeen

History:

Aubani never knew her parents, at the earliest age she could recall she'd been living in an orphanage. She has no recollection or memory of her parents at all and the orphanages knew little more. Her entire life she never really belonged to a family. During her time at the orphanage she never made many friends, she was timid and shy, not the person to go out and make friends. It was easier to lose herself into books or some form of creativity. Often she was picked on, because she said so little but Aubani never paid it much mind. When she did speak, the other children had always found what she ad to say odd or less than intriguing.

At the age of six, Aubani had been taken in by a family who called themselves the Davidsons. They were not childless, they had one other child, but were unable to have more. Aubani lived at their home for a time, but had a hard time settling into their lifestyle. It became harder when she started gaining weird visions. While she couldn't tell you why, or what they were Aubani is able to read things on people, bits of their past. Somewhere back in her bloodline she had been related to a seer, but she couldn't possibly know what any of this meant. The family grew weary and uncomfortable when she'd speak to them of events she could have never have known, but she could read off them easily.

She had this encounter with two other families, all of which never could grow comfortable with her strange abilities. In the end Aubani found herself living her days out in the orphanage. Since learning that what she was doing was reading peoples memories, Aubani has tried to shield herself from it, but more often than not can't help it. It makes most encounters awkward for her, because she tends to know personal facts before the entitled has given them. She shies away from topics and finds herself awkward in conversation. She is a fan of literature and poetry, though she never writes her own and also drawing. It was those things that held her through till she received a letter to attend beauxbatons.

Personality:

Aubani has lived a hard life. Orphaned at a very young age, she never knew her family - nor did she ever belong to one. She spent her childhood years passed back and forth in between families, in which she never seemed to fit. Ultimately she ended up back at the orphanage. Because of this, she has never had the ability to grow close to anyone in her life. She is very shy and closed off and can come off as awkward in social situations. She much prefers spending her time to herself, reading or learning.

As well with her shy sensibilities, Aubani was born a seer. This has always been hard on her, because she never had anoyone to help or teach her. It always added to her seemingly odd behavior, particularly as a child. Her gift allows her to read memories off of people when in close proximity. She tries to shield it the best she can, but not having known to control her gift, sometimes they make it past regardless. It's always made her a bit uncomfortable that she has had this ability and it adds to her awkward behavior when greeting a new person.

Given she has never had the opportunity to grow close to another person, befriending people has never been easy for her. Aubani is not easily trusting. Throughout the years she was traded through numerous families and was met with heartbreak each time she found herself back in the orphanage. She does not easily open up to other people due to this fact. Aubani is very amiable and polite though and will go out of her way to avoid troublesome situations.

Sample RP:

Hey Aubs, why don’t you join the rest of the kids.

Lifting her eyes, she gazed at the attendant from behind her books, offering a simple shake of her head as a response. Aubani had never really enjoyed these hours where all the children were forced to run amuck outside and involve themselves in frivolous games. There may have been one point where she may have enjoyed such activities, but the other kids here had made her feel far welcome. It was no different than the families who had taken her in just to abandon here again. Though her eyes had again lowered to the book she could feel the attendant’s gaze on her, as if waiting for her to change her mind.

I’d rather find out what is happening here. pointing at her book, trying to avoid the attention. Trailing her fingers through the length of her dark chocolate locks, Aubani sighed as the woman continued to stand there. She hated when they just watched her like that. Sighing she turned her gaze on the woman, one of the elders here. Her gray hair wisped into a bun on her head, her form cloaked beneath her overlarge clothes. Before she could stop it, she could feel the sudden rush of memories, A series of pictures, this woman’s history flashing before her eyes, before settling on one. The woman was much younger, with a girl in her lap, a story book in hand. You used to read to your daughter didn’t you? She asked before thinking. She could never keep quiet about the things she’d seen.

With a sigh the woman nodded her head, finally turning away. They had a tendency of walking away from her when she did that, almost as though they had lost hope, or they were too uncomfortable to continue.

COSSU!

[♱ riley mustang ♱]

First Name:
Riley Augustus
Last Name:
Mustang
Age:
Seventeen

History:
Riley had a pretty average childhood actually. His parents did pay somewhat more attention to him than to his brother and sister, so he has no clue what his siblings went through and doesn’t quite understand why the two others loathe their parents so much. He was almost never there to witness the abuse their parents did. Who knows why they never did so to Riley too, but he figures he should be really thankful about it, although part of him wishes he had gone through the same as his siblings, so that he could know how they feel. He feels guilty for getting the special treatment.

Not any of the three siblings knew what their parents did for living and Riley couldn’t even care less. There were times he was curious, but when he was younger he always thought that some things are better left unknown. Later on he did start getting curious about it when he saw his parents whispering to each other a lot and whatnot, so that is when he decided he wanted to know more. He needed to. That hadn’t been a very good idea though, especially when he was only thirteen back then. He had tried to follow them, but failed miserably and got lost on top of that. He thought he would take a quick path back and decided to walk through the woods, but he ended up just getting knocked unconscious all of a sudden.

He couldn’t recall at all what had happened, but he woke up lying in his bed three days later. He had no idea where he had been or what happened, but all he knew was that he had been bit on his leg. As a wizard he didn’t need to much guess what it could have been, because he knew about most of the things that were out there. He was now a werewolf.

Riley was able to live with the fact though, easily. He wasn’t going to start feeling sorry for himself, but instead started searching for more information. He was helped out by a good friend of his, Jennifer, with whom he eventually fell in love with too. The two started dating. Life was pretty normal. Riley watched his brother Roy leave to Beauxbatons Academy and whatnot. Nothing out of the ordinary.

When he turned sixteen though he and Jennifer started to grow distant. He tried to fix things, but she didn’t seem to have any feelings for him anymore. A few months later he found out that she had been going out with someone else and that was it. They broke up. But no, he wouldn’t feel pity for himself. That’s not the kind of life he wanted. He would get a hold of himself. But he started to forget more and more about things and where he had been and woke up in the weirdest places during full moon. Once he woke up all bloody he knew that something was wrong and that he couldn’t control himself at all. He got scared. He must have killed someone, he was sure of that. Therefore he decided to go to Beauxbatons after his brother and seek his help. He didn’t want to become a killer.

Personality:
Riley is pretty much the opposite of his older brother Roy. He’s no womanizer, he’s not arrogant. He’s much calmer and even somewhat quiet. He respects other people and believes that everyone has their own reasons to do things, although he can’t always understand them. But he tries. He tries his best to see things in everyone else’s eyes and try to understand them. He’s curious, perhaps too much for his own good sometimes. He has a big need to know all the answers even to the most difficult questions that he knows that there are no answers for. Still he tries. He yearns for knowledge and by some is even called somewhat nerdy. He’s not exactly a pushover though (except when it comes to Roy) and is actually quite stubborn. You can’t change his mind easily. And he won’t do things he thinks aren’t right or doesn’t want to do.

Sample RP:
Running through the woods, alone, again. Naked, again. No idea where he was, again. He really hated when this happened and he hadn’t found yet a way to control it. He just wished he could see a sign or something soon, so that he could know at least where he was and perhaps if he could find a phone stall he could call someone to pick him up. Oh, but he definitely didn’t want to see any people. No way. Most likely they would just think he was insane when he at times ran around naked, although some did seem to think that he had gone to a wild high school or college party or something. Awesome. Parties weren’t even his thing. But perhaps that was a lot better than anyone actually finding out there truth about him. “This is embarrassing…” He mumbled to himself once he saw someone walk a narrow path in the forest, though Riley right away hid behind a tree, hoping that he wouldn’t be noticed. Why couldn’t he just ran back home in the werewolf form too? Why did it always have to leave him lying somewhere in the forest, naked? This sucked.

Somehow he was able to avoid being seen by the person, most likely because it seemed like he was really old and wasn’t able to hear well. He got an idea, one that he wasn’t fond of at all, but thought he didn’t really have any choice. He let out a sigh before Quickly but quietly walking behind the guy and… knocking them unconscious. He made sure he didn’t hurt him too bad of course. Then he stole his jacket and only after thought that perhaps he should have just asked for the jacket nicely and maybe the old man would have just given it to him. Ugh. Why did he only now come up with the better idea?

Now he was in a hurry though. He could hear people talking further away which why he rushed back into the woods, but at least he now got the jacket. And he knew the old man would be helped out. That was all he needed to know. Although it looked weird that he didn’t have any pants the jacket was at least covering everything that… needed to stay hidden. When he would get back home he would for sure take a long bath and decide when he would head to Beauxbatons. He needed to see his older brother. This just didn’t work. He couldn’t live with himself if he kept hurting more and more people. He needed help. So a long warm bath was needed and after that he would pack his things and leave as soon as possible to meet his brother.

ROUERIE!

[» PARK SHI ON]

First Name: Shi-On
Last Name: Park
Age: 16
Appearance:



History:

Shi-on is born into a normal wizarding family. However, his father and mother always fought with each other and Shi-on and his elder brother Yi-on had to always witness such domestic violence from young. Shi-on was diagnosed with Savant syndrome, Asperger syndrome and level-3 autism from young. With the help of his father's friend who works in a hospital in his home country, he was able to come to France to further his studies in Potions, as he aspires to be a doctor. However, before he came to Beauxbatons, his elder brother met with an accident because of him and died. Because of that, plus his experience with domestic violence, Shi-on has traumas of his past.

Personality: His lack of social skills makes it hard for people to understand him at first, but he is actually kind-hearted, and values life a lot. Though Shi-on is always very determined, he is always also afraid of violence, and upsetting people. He is very honest and mild in nature though if you hurt a child, he would not stay still and become furious.


Sample RP:

"I'll be heading off. Please take care," Shi-on said, bowing deeply to his guardian. The old man nodded, smiling slightly. Shi-on straightened up from his bow, but his shoulders were always hunched, and his head bowed down. His hands were always held in front of his stomach in a timid manner. Dr. Choi, the old man with a kindly smile, reached up and placed both his hands gently on the boy's shoulders.

Shi-on looked up , blinking. He would have smiled if he were normal, but even if he did not show, Dr. Choi completely understood him. Dr. Choi smiled up at him. "Take care of yourself when you're at school." Dr Choi said, straightening Shi-on's collar affectionately and patting the boy gently on his cheek. "Roll your shoulders back, and don't be nervous," He said, holding Shi-on's hands gently.

"Yes." Shi-on said, looking at his guardian for a moment. Then he bowed again. "I'll be heading off now. Goodbye," Shi-on said, and picked up his luggage, dragging it down the road from his the front of his home - a clinic in Korea. Looking back once more at Dr. Choi, who waved at him, Shi-on gave what seemed like a smile on his blank face, and trudged down the road towards the train station clumsily.

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Straight to the point! ...ROUERIE!

[♕ cerise m. lee]

first name,

Kim Anh

last name,

Nguyen

age,

Fifteen

history,

Once upon a time, Kim Anh lived with her parents. They were an average middle class family living in Ho Chi Minh City. They lived a peaceful life until the car accident. The people in the city were hustling and bustling as always. Accidents were common in that city. One day, Kim Anh's parents were invited out to a party. As it's been a long time since they've been out, they decided to leave her with a babysitter as they went out. They left to go to a party but never returned. A car collided with theirs and they were killed upon impact. As she had no other living relatives, she was sent to the orphanage. The orphanage was literally the only life that she has ever known since she was only two when she was brought in. She only knows some things about her past through the orphanage.

As a child, odd things always happened around her. A book would float its way to her or the tip of a bully's clothes would begin to burn. Due to this, she was often bullied and occasionally, she came in with a few bruises on her arms and a scraped knee. She tried to reason with the other children but nothing mattered. If weird things always happened around her, then it was her fault. That was the logic of a young child. Eventually, she stopped trying to convince the children of her innocence and stopped talking in all. It wasn't that she couldn't talk. She chose not to. She began to use a small board that children often played with to communicate with the people around her. Years later, the bullying stopped but she still never spoke again. It was almost like she forgot how to speak.

Still, she never let that stop her. She had more time on her hand to practice other things like literature. Books had always interested her so she often spent a lot of time in her room, reading. She also started to dye her hair different colors out of sheer boredom. Her time of reading made her yearn for being in a different world. She wanted to be in a world where everyone was like her. Her wish came true. A woman came to the orphanage, asking for Kim Anh to begin attending a school called Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. At first, the staff thought that the lady was insane but they soon gave in. If the school wasn't a hoax, then she would finally be where she belonged.

personality,

As a young child, Kim Anh was extremely shy but she grew out of it. Most people believe that she's still shy since she refuses to speak but that was not the case. The criticism that she writes on her board is in no way polite. She is completely blunt and straight to the point. Kim Anh is not a person who minces words but she is likable. She's a compassionate person who adores taking care of children. One of the most noticeable traits is her intelligence. With all the bullying, she often locked herself up in her room so she would just take out the books and read or study. One of her favorite activities is writing. Through writing, she could pour out all her emotions that's been bottled up. She can also be really curious and constantly write down questions about things.

sample rp,

On her way home from school, Kim Anh made a small detour to an old playground. The park was mostly deserted for a child and his mother. The park was a place where she often went to when she was feeling a little annoyed. That was definitely what she was feeling at that moment. Since her teacher had gotten sick, the class had gotten a substitute. Apparently, the teacher hadn't warned the sub about her silence because she got yelled at for an hour straight. She tried writing on the board to explain her situation but that got confiscated. It was only when the principal came in then the substitute stopped screaming long enough to listen.

In the end, she had gotten her board back. She didn't really know what she would've done if she hadn't. Well, she'd probably get a notebook to write on but that would be wasting paper and that was also time consuming. Kim Anh ran a hand through her black hair as she let out a small sigh. Currently, she had taken a break in dyeing her hair. If she dyed it way too much, she'd ruin her hair permanently.

She glanced up at the sky. The day was as clear as usual. She still had some time before she had to get home. Suddenly, something caught her eye. Was that a piece of paper flying down? Her bright brown eyes watched as the envelope fluttered onto her lap. Kim Anh picked it up and inspected it. She glanced around the park and saw only the mother and son. When she checked it again, she noticed that it was addressed to her. A puzzled expression crossed her face. Kim Anh opened it up and began reading. As she read, a bright smile lit up her face. She was a witch!

Rouerie!