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[[ My Darlings ]] Ophelia Ozma : Maddox Kingsley : Lyra Winner : Fatima Mastriani : Athena Zakarova : Laurence Craig : Alexander de Luna : Kiyoshi Mishima [[ My Lovelies ]]           Estelle Monroe : Valentina Wilde : Aurora Caron : Joseph Caron : Cillian Jackson : Rita de Havilland : Sheba Harte : Adele Andretti : Giselle Hayworth : Zion Yoo
10 NPCs
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18 total characters
11 girls
7 boys 2 first year
0 second years
1 third years
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4 fifth years
3 sixth years
7 seventh years 5 Hufflepuffs
5 Gryffindors
4 Ravenclaws
4 Slytherins
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 3:47 pm
[ [ Ophelia Ozma ] ]  [She-Who-Controls-Me] AislinnSelene [They Thought It A Good Idea To Call Me] Ophelia || Adora|| Ozma [I like it when you call me] Ollie, Lia, Phe [Haters call me] Oph (Oaf), [*****>
[They see through their eyes a . . . ] quick-witted, hard-working, hot-headed, impatient, enthusiastic, arguementive, highly creative, restless, gossip, whom is easily easily bored.
[I see through mine a . . . ] compassionate, humourous, extremely loyal, lively, cheerful, accepting, responsible, loving, practical being
[Congratulations its a] girl [ Get @ me if you're a . . .] boy
[The hat barely touched her head before it cried . . .] Ravenclaw
[First breath taken on the] 12th of April [Hey, baby, my sign is] Aries [Listen, I'm only . . . ] 16
[year at hogwarts] 6
[My dip in the gene pool was made possible by . . . ]Addison && Natalia Ozma [bloodline] Pureblood
[I'm packing] 12 inches of Durian with a core of unicorn hair.
[Sheer happiness takes the form of . . .] A butterfly
[My pet] Nefertiti[She's a] Barn Owl
[My cat is a] Balinese [and I call her] Crescentia
[quidditch] Yes.
[I'm one badass] Center
[I sweep up with] A Nimbus 1700.
[Mirror, Mirror, on the wall]
I wouldn't exactly call myself 'beautiful'. Exotic, maybe, but never 'beautiful'.
Because she is mixed with Black and Japanese, Ophelia has features of both races. Particularly in the eyes she resembles her East Asian mother. Her eyes slant elegantly and possess long lashes that are a golden honey brown color. The most striking feature on the entire face are her eyes -- a silvery blue-green mixture that you don't see everyday. She has an oval shaped face and her lips are full and naturally a deep pink-ish color. The hair on her head is naturally a dark auburn, with streaks of red and blond that have been there since childhood, and very curly, but lately she's taken to straightening it. Across the bridge her nose are faded freckles that look as if Natalia had placed each and everyone herself. There isn't much to say about either jaw or ears, considering they just seem to fit the rest of her face.
Maintaining her appearence has been a big portion of her existence since puberty reared its ugly, pimpled head, so she's adapted a routine to keep herself looking clean. In the morning she begins her routine with a shower, making sure to wash with the Eygptian cream that her mother and father always send for major holidays, straightening her hair, curling her eyelashes, applying mascara, lipgloss, adding a bit of foundation and keeping her teeth obsessively brushed. When alone or bored, she likes to play in make-up, using insanely bright pinks, oranges, reds or deep blues and greens. Usually she ends up using natural tones to go out everyday.
Body-wise, Ophelia is 5'8 and 120 pounds. Built like a dancer, she often stands very erect, and walks a bit languid (when she manages to pull off the poise and balance neccesary to walk at all). All limbs are long, while her hands and feet are a bit small, Freckles dot her shoulders from being in the sun so much as a child. What she likes to think of as curves are more like archs, considering her breasts aren't large, though her hips and butt kind of are. Her skin is a deep sun kissed color, like the Egyptians she lived with on and off her whole life.
Like many teenage girls, Fashion and looking nice is a big part of her young life. Icons such as Twiggy, Elizabeth Taylor, and Madonna are mimicked and even mixed among themselves. But her favorite style is high class Golden Age of Hollywood-esque outfits. Wearing hats like Audrey, dresses like Marilyn, gloves like Greta, and having the class of Rita. Large earrings, with feathers or diamonds or jade are often worn, along headbands, flower pins, and anything else you're able to put in her hair. Dresses are her favorite thing to wear, especially ones that fan out when she spins.
When she was thirteen, she had Eye of Isis tattooed on her ankle.
[History 101]
On the day Ophelia was born, the sun was shining bright even though it was raining. Her mother, Natalia, was in a little tent just outside of a pyramid that she and her husband, Addison, had been working in. It was around noon and it was the couple's first child despite several years of marriage.
The labor was an easy one, especially with the help of the nomadic people who were leading them through the maze inside the large ancient structure, and with her first breath, the child let out a piercing scream , demanding to know why she was pushed from such a cozy uterus.
Soon enough, the baby tired herself out (the first time of many) and was soon fast asleep in her mother's arms. Addison finished out the exhibition, allowing his wife and newborn daughter to transfer to a hospital in Alexandria, before going to their home in London for post-natal care.
Before she could even walk, Ophelia, who was named for Hamlet's lover in the Shakespearean tragedy, had a passport, and as soon as she could walk the child was taken out of the country for her parent's work in Egypt.
The archeologist team, with Addison and Natalia at the head, became a second family to the child as she spent months and months on end searching for artifacts for the English Museum.
Addison Ozma was Giza and came from a long line of pureblood Egyptian wizards knew just how to handle the the charms his ancestors had placed on the tombs, had always loved his homeland and was determined that everyone see it for the beauty he knew it possessed.
Natalia Kurosawa was an archeology student, on a trip with her professor when she met Addison, who worked as a translator for her group. She was everything that Addy (as she called him) loved in a woman, even if she was a muggle. She was smart, funny, and most important, loved Egypt with the same passion as he did. Their was a bit of an age difference, which her parents didn't approve of, but Bastet had cast her spell.
Their wedding was held in a small church in Alexandria that only 10 people attended. Neither had family there, as both had their reasons for opposing the union.
Their honeymoon was spent in the "Valley of the Kings", finding several artifacts that would gain them recognition among historian and the whole archeological universe.
The first several years of their marriage was spent back and forth between Edinburgh, where Addison lived in the off season, filling their time with expeditions and explorations of the country that had brought them together in the first place.
They decided to have children when Natalia was in her late thirties and Addison around 45, after a near death experience knocked some maternal senses into the woman.
Much of Ophelia's childhood was spent traveling with her parents. Though the Ozma's loved Egypt, the museum needed them to travel to elsewhere. Over the next seven years the family traveled to India, China, Malaysia, Bolivia, and Spain where Natalia taught classes on Archeology and night
classes on English literature and Addison lead teams to tombs and wrote the Ministry of Magic about his research on foreign wizarding powers--eventually publishing a book on these ancient powers and their relationship with their muggles.
To say the least, they raised their child with a mixture of culture. Ophelia was taught to read in China, to write in India, dance in Malaysia, took singing lessons in Russia, learned to walk in Spain, and explored every nook and cranny of Bolivia with local children.
Until the age of nine, she had no formal schooling. Everything she learned was either taught by locals of the country they stayed in, her parents, the other archeologists, or things she taught herself, but while traipsing through New Zealand in search of one artifact or another, it was announced that Natalia had taken a position as head of the Archeology department at Oxford and they would be moving to London.
Permanetly.
The move wasn't an easy adjustment for Ophelia, who was used to the exoticness and sunshine of countries far away. Though her parent's career flourished (her father became a writer of adventure novels based on their travels), she acted out in school. and rebelled as much as a nine year old could.
It didn't help that her powers revealed themself during this "stage" as Natalia's journal would later call it.
When Ophelia was upset, all the cats in the neighborhood seemed to be hellbent on making her happy. When she was excited about something, the garden would flower, and she was hopeless good at hide & seek no matter how obvious the hiding place.
When she was 11, her Hogwarts letter came and she was, to say the least, ecstatic.
[What is she thinking?!] Ophelia is that friend everyone has who is borderline clinically insane. The one who always sings, dances, and runs screaming through the common room about something for no real reason, and never seems to be doing her work, though she passes every class with a strangely high grade.
Another thing, this girl is LOUD. Unnecessarily so. She likes yelling across rooms, likes having people look at her strangely, and just really likes to have fun. All the time. And tries to avoid being serious if she can at all coasts. She hates when people see her sweat or near tears. But she's straight forward about how she feels, and (though she hates it), if she has to cry--she'll do it. She'll sit down where-ever she is and cry or kick a wall or try to drown herself in the bathroom.
How she interacts with others; Ophelia can be charming. She can be sweet, helpful, and encouraging. She's a master at words. But just as easily as she can build you up, she can tear you down. And that's her best and wost quality. Take this statement for instance:
Person: "I feel really fat."
Ophie: "That's mostly because you are."
Now, she could laugh at the end of this to signify that she is joking with you. Then proceed to say that you are not in the least fat, and you're probably just bloated. She could tell you that you're beautiful, even if not the skinniest in the world and that she, personally, wouldn't want you to change for anything.
Or, she could be frank and tell you that you are fat and may need to cut back on the pudding at dinner. That you're starting to resemble the pigs you're eating. She wouldn't laugh or joke. Just look at you, with her eyebrow raised and her lips pursed.
This girl needs the last word. She doesn't want it, she needs it. Doesn't matter if you ask her something simple ("Ophelia, could you pass me the salt?"), or something serious ("Ophelia, I've got cancer and I'm going to die.")-- she has to have the last witty, raunchy, dirty, sexy, explicit, funny comment. She wants her voice to be the one you hear when you think back on that moment whether it was cute, serious, or downright jerk-ish.
She's a tomboy. She's guilty of liking to be down and dirty and wrestling and running and spitting. She's rowdy and loves a good fight. She's most comfortable with a bunch of guys than girls. Perfering the un-dramatic atmosphere surrounding the male specimen and their non-romantic outlook on a relationship. It allows her to burp, fart, and make horrible bodily function jokes to her heart's content. She can say things that would cause a girl to look at her as if she were crazy and a boy to roll on the floor laughing. She feels around boys, they don't expect much from her. While girls expect too much. Hard to live up to expectations that aren't there.
Flaws; Ophelia is very inituitive. Almost freakishly so. Sometimes she seems to know what will happen next. While this can be cool, it can also get irritating very quickly. Very, very quickly. Since she has a probably with smug, "I told you sos" and "I knew that was going to happens". She never applies this ability to others, but uses it only for her own personal gain.
She has a problem with only thinking as far ahead as a few hours or, at best, a few days. She never plans for the long term and when she does, everything is liable to change at a moment's change of heart or mind. She's very fickle and part of it is a defense mechanism. Since, while she was growing up her enviornment was always changing. Living in the present allowed her to do whatever she wanted without regret or any emotion other than contentment.
She's very physical. She really loves to touch, feel, and be touched and felt. This applies to everything: people (hair, lips, clothes, face), plants, furniture, and things that probably shouldn't be touched without expressed premission of the owner. She hasn't quite learned that some people don't like themselves (or their things) being touched, though she knows rather quickly who might just hit her to prove their point.
Ophelia's just that friend that doesn't quite understand personal space, and always stands obscenely close, and sticking around when you obviously want her to go away. She's prone to sitting ontop of people, squeezes in beside you, and if all else fails lays ontop of you. Thinking that there's always room for her, no matter how packed the situation already is. Since she has a problem with personal space, hanging around when you're trying to have an intimate moment with someone else isn't unusual. Watching and commenting the situation, though it doesn't involve her in the least, isn't strange either.
Her sexual orientation is usually heavily disputed, because everyone is grabbed on, licked, and essentially hit on and half shameless flirted with. Jumping on their back, stroking hair, rubbing someone's backside out of no where--she's guilty of it all.She's kinda like a horny cat. Anyone could be a target of this strange show of affection, so it isn't exclusively saved for men or females, young or old. She's impulsive about touching, so thinking and doing go hand in hand with one another. "I think I'll . . ." is usually followed by an action. Mostly a strange one, which is executed loudly and without an iota of embarrassment on her part.
Ophelia is never on-time. Ever. In order to even make it to class, she has to 20 minutes earlier than necessary so that she will make it there with at least a minute to spare. Other things add to this inability to be punctual such as: her lack of an ability to know left from right, things that may catch her attention along the way, and reasons tht she just likes to stop (for instance, she's quite fond of talking to paintings).
Her self esteem is very high. She's very aware that she's pretty and lacks the modesty to just say, "Thank you" for a comments like that. Its the one very feminine thing about her. She likes dressing up and looking pretty to compensate for being very much a tomboy. She enjoys having a boyfriend who will dote on her. Play with her hair, kiss her cheek, and primp her ego. Flattery gets you just about everywhere with Ophelia.
Other than that; Once you get passed the oddity, she's actually quite a good secret keeper. The problem is keeping her voice down as you try to tell her something, since she seems to always be shouting rather than talking and can't understand why everyone wants her to lower her voice.
Ophelia hates not living up to people's expectations. She hates not meeting the bar someone has set and always works harder if she feels these things haven't been met. Hating to be disappointed herself, she tries to live up to her word is really good on her promises and non-romantic commitments. Even if the project bores her or she's lost interest--she always tries her best to stick it out.
Despite everything else, her opinions are very strong and her ideals matter a great a lot. Her parents are pacifists, and she's taken that to heart, believing that violence never really solved anything and words are the way you resolve a problem. Also a strong believer in karma, and second chances.
While being mostly passive agressive, Ophelia has a nasty temper. If she's frustrated, irritated, or annoyed she lashes out and just picks a fight. And whatever she picks a fight over? She's vicious about it ( "Yes, Fatima, I know I forgot to dot my 'I'. But you have bigger things to worry about, like the fact your breath smells like boiling pus!"). She suffers from minor OCS [Only Child Syndrome] and tends to be a tad abusive when she gets angry, partial to kicking, swatting, biting, and minor self mutilation to get a point across.
When she doesn't get her way, she whines. Whines or, worse yet, pouts. Just like a kindergardener ("B-but . . . Why?!"). She'll sit in a corner and brood until someone takes it upon themselves to do something funny, like fart, and make her laugh. She's quick to recover from these bouts of childishness, but for those 5 or 10 minutes she sits there sulking, she can be dreadfully annoying.
Schoolwork; You'll find (and may be surprised) that she's quite an intellectual, seeming to know quite a bit about nearly everything (except Herbology), even things that most people would have no clue where to even find the knowledge she manages to retain. Her schoolwork is very well done, thorough, and teachers who have her in the subjects she does best in (Transfiguration, Divination, Astronomy, History, and Charms) find that she's an excellent student. Even classes that she does alright in (DADA, Arithmancy, and Runes) find her written work and understanding of the material is very good. While in subjects such as Potions, Herbology, and Care of Magical Creatures find her a nightmare. She talks a lot and doesn't seem to pay attention in the least, and becomes whiney and obnoxious.
Alone; Ophelia hates being by herself. She would rather walk into a place full of people she didn't know and who didn't like her, than be left alone for more than a few hours.
She gets terribly lonely and doesn't like being left to her own devices. She doesn't like hearing her own thoughts or being even as far away as another room from other people. Its the need to be on a stage, to be the entertainer or the one being entertained that rules her universe.
Sometimes, when she is alone she likes to take monologues from the large selection of plays that she has and act them out. She even will sit down for an hour or so and compose a song. When she has a book, she'll read it. But she can't sit there for hours on end. An hour or two, maybe. But then the girl gets so bored and so driven mad by the constant sound of a ticking clock, dripping faucet, or what-have-you that she must go find something to do. Something with lots of people. Something loud and exciting.
Romance; When Ophelia loves, its passionate. Her love for something is the only constant in her life. She's very affectionate, loving to be hugged and kissed and complimented. Equally giving to the relationship what is given out. Ophelia loves leaving little gifts or writing cute little notes (in just the right amount) to her love at the moment and is good at talking things out with the other person when the situation calls for it.
She's pretty laid back and doesn't need to be constantly with the person for her universe to function. She understands they have friends and other people in their lives other than herself and the whole world doesn't revolve around her (Though, she thinks there should be a law somewhere that says it does).
She even has no problem with broken dates or anything else. That's not to say you can over-do it, but she understands you can forget or get caught up in something. She doesn't even care if you're late, since she more than likely will be.
That isn't to say she's exactly a good girlfriend.
She has jealousy issues. They aren't too bad, but they are there all the same. She hates when she sees other girls on her boyfriend (platonic, though, she can understand) and with that temper sometimes she's just short of an unforgiveable curse to take out the "threat".
Ophelia isn't good with commitment. She's quite bad at keeping her hands off other men and women, even though its platonic. She hates the thought of being a housewife but at the same time dreams of being a bride. She has a hard time settling down and needs constant stimulus. She's isn't very monogymous. Actually, its been in her past to cheat on the people she's dating. She'll see someone new and exciting and the old person will pale in comparison. It would take a hell of a lot to get her attention back to the old person.
She can't let the relationship become boring or at a standstill. She needs them to have fun and laugh together. It has to be one that will never lose the "spark", because once that fizzles out--her interest in a guy does, too.
Ophelia hates being broken up with, and because of this she breaks up with all the men she dates before they can do so with her. Its often for reasons that are silly or picky--hiding her great fear of being in love and stuck in one place with one person in a house that's the same as everyone else's on the block. After several months, or if she feels the relationship is getting too serious, she darts like a deer being chased by a hunter.
Man: "Ophelia, I love you."
Ophie: "Yeah, about that. I think we should go our separate ways. I mean, c'mon. It was fun while it lasted, but we're just too different . . ."
Because she's so frivolous, break ups don't matter much. There's the brief period of exaggerated depression (its the actress in her) and then she's on her feet flitting from guy to guy like a butterfly from flower to flower. Her feelings for a person don't really linger after a break up. She's a very clean break and often never even any reference to having dated the person at all once its over.
Fears; She's scared of being rejected. Of every producer in the business turning her down. Of a boy telling her "no". She's afraid of any form of denial.
She's afraid of rats. Yeah. Rats. She hates their ugly little bodies, their fleshy tails, and their beady little eyes. They make her skin crawl and make her want to stand on a chair and squeak like in one of those old cartoons.
Being burned alive is another of her fears. She doesn't like being near flames or fire (unless they're metaphoric--because then she likes to be burned. A lot.) and its another thing that makes her antzy. It stems from seeing a fire break out while in India, experiencing what it was like to be one of the orphan children she ran around with (her parents were trapped in the building--or so she thought).
Ophelia is afraid of becoming just like everyone else. She fears fading in the background and being unremarkable. She's scared, more than anything, that she isn't real. That her whole life is full of everything that someone who just exists has to deal with. That her life will be completely . . . boring. That she'll look back on her entire life and it will be nothing. She'll have made no mark. No impression. Touched no one. Been nobody. Done nothing. Of the unlived life (its why she's so indecisive).
She fears not having the notoriety she dreams of. Of being, as Pink Floyd once said, "Another brick in the wall".
Quirks; Ophelia is left handed. Her handwritting is very small and rather neat, despite the fact it smudges. The side of her hand is always covered in ink, but for the life of her she can't figure out why.
She only wears boy's underwear. Briefs. And they must have a cartoon, comic, or Ninja Turtle character on them. They are never plain and always have her name written on the inside of her waistband in letters she's made wink at you and whistle if someone other that her wears them.
She has a pre-Qudditch game ritual that involves using her right hand all day before the match, saying all the nursery rhymes she knows backwards in Ainu, kissing ten people (doesn't matter where), and then slapping someone's butt before going on the Pitch. Every match she wears her Hulk underwear and her lucky star earrings. She makes it a point not to eat anything and spends her morning reading her favorite passage from Hamlet and singing in the common room.
Ophelia has a rather thick Scottish accent and sometimes when she gets talking really fast its hard to understanding what she's going on about. She tries to refrain from using "bonny" or "lassie" but ocassionally it slips out. Though, she does have the tendency to say "wee" instead of "small" or "tiny".
She hates Jane Austen. Don't even bring up any of her books in this girl's prescence. Ever.
She's really animated when she's talking. She changes her voice, mannerisms, and even facial expressions to imitate different people. Even if the story is just about her walk to the grocery store, she seems to be able to recall every second of the walk.
Hobbies; Ophelia's favorite this to do is to entertain people. Its her hobby. She likes telling funny stories, singing in the common room with Maddox on guitar, she likes dancing and performing a little monologue infront of anyone who's willing to watch her do it.
She just doesn't do much else. Other than sleep. Another hobby would be Qudditch, which she's a hardcore fan of. She enjoys reading books, Sci-Fi or Fantasy. A nice Adventure. Like the Lord of the Rings. Or The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe (she detests the other Narnia books). Something that will have her clamoring to turn the next page.
She watches TV a lot, and another hobby is going into shops in ever place she visits and buying some trinket. Whether its a small doll, keychain, bag of rocks, or even a pack of cigarettes. She buys something and puts it in her favorite chest for safe keeping.
Lastly; Generally she's a very open person and easy to talk to (if you don't mind having your leg stroked, or even your chest grabbed at) and she almost always has an entertaining story to tell that most definately fictional, though fun to listen to.
[What makes me smile]
Zaidin Berkeley
Cute things
Funny people
Sunny days
Music
Quinton Zsarcaspian
Ninja Turtle Underwear
Transfiguration
Ryan Martin
A good novel
Folklore
[Bad, bad things!]
Ignorant people
Herbology
Rejection
Bugs
Mary ******** Perison.
Jane Austen
Shallow people
Morons
Skylar Martin
Being Bored
Rats
[This is about as random as she is]
Ophelia is a vegetarian. Meat makes her cry. When she was around 3 or 4, while in Vietnam, her parents watched a a cow being slaughtered and vowed never to eat meat again. She's been raised on fruits and vegetables since then (except, occasionally, she sneaks some seafood).
Her parents are Anarchists and Darwinist. They believe in Evolution and no government control. Her mother has been in trouble several times for talking about Anarchy in her college classes.
They are also finalization of adopting a little girl they've named Harmonia. She's around 6 months old and was abandoned by her birth mother at a fire station. It was her father's idea to have another child, but Natalia was too old and they fell in love with the little girl the moment they held her.
Ophie--not so much.
But for Christmas this year, she'll have a little sister.
Ophelia likes to sing and dance a lot. Her appreciation from music comes from her mixed upbringing. Unlike her friend, Maddox, she's actually quite good at it. Sometimes, she even dreams of being a pop star in Japan, like Alyssa Milano
In truth, Ophelia wants to be an actress in the Muggle world. Loving the glamour of old Hollywood starlets who can sing, dance, and act incredibly, but has no real interest in a job in the wizarding world. Her idols are Marilyn Monroe, Rita Hayworth, Dorothy Dandridge, and Lucille Ball.
Even though she doesn't flaunt it much, she even can speak 6 languages (Latin, Japanese, Arabic, Italian, Ainu, and Spanish).
[Updated: August 29th, 2008. Added a bit to Persona and likes and dislikes. Also changed her blood status.]
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 3:48 pm
[my naughty mistress] AislinnSelene[my birth certificate reads] Maddox || Langston || Kingsley[but really, call me] Maddox. or...Max? I guess? [but i'll punch you in the kidney if you call me] Maddie, Kinsley, etc.[strangers see] hair and smarts. [my magic mirror sees] hair, smarts, good looks.[i have a rod so I'm a] boy [get at me if you're] a female named Masika. :][the hat (strangled by robust curls) cried] Ravenclaw![I joined the world] December 31 [and was christened a] Capricorn [and many birthdays later I am] 17[experienced] 7 years[my kin] Amelia and Jacob Kingsley [my blood runs] muggle-ish-ly. :][my 'John Thomas' is] ten [inches long, made of] Apple [wood, with a core of] pheonix feather [My happy friend] A Dingo (stole my baby)[my buddy is an]Barn Owl! [named] Desmond[Sports?] right beater[I LOOK LIKE THIS:] Maddox is a boy. So he obviously has boy-ish features. He's got a softly sqaured face shape ending in a strong chin with a proportional forehead. Dark, masculine eyebrows lay just above his dark eyes that always have a hint of mischief in them. His nose is rounded and sorta flat. His dark brown hair rests on his head in an explosion of curls. His skin is a deep tanned color stretched perfectly over muscles and bones and on cheeks that make him look cheery and easy to approach.
His skin is clean, but a few blemishes scar his face every so often. He washes it twice daily and showers once a day. He eats shitty food. Like, this s**t shouldn't even come near the human body, but it comes into contact with his atleast daily. It is digested and goes on it's way and he seems unaffected by it. He eats a lot, but Quidditch practices this year are long and hard (like some other things in his life) that little to no weight is gained. However, some days that shirt and those pants just don't fit right. ...Or at all, for that matter.
Maddox dresses according to emotions, so sweatpants and hoodies are no stranger to this boy. Dark clothing sporting graphics, obscene and otherwise generally litter his closet (and bedroom floor...etc.). He likes to wear earrings in the piercings he did himself in the basement of his mother's basement. Femenine colors are no stranger to the wardrobe as he is rather fond of lavender. He also dresses like he's ready for some hard rocking concert. I guess. :]
[history/biography] past and present, at least 3 paragraphs [Side-show circus acts] He's bouncy and very touchy feely with people he's comfortable with. However, he is well known for admiring a 'nice piece of a**' once in a while. He is in love with singing, he loves to belt out those new hits and he loves hearing himself serenade the world with what he calls 'musical splendor.' Maddox is tone deaf. His 'serenade' of 'musical splendor' is like a cat being thrown into a blender with rubbing alcohol and a baby. Maybe a lawn mower too. He is best friends with Zaidin and Ophelia, and falls magically in love with Masika('s a**).
He's also notoriously lazy, like he'd marry a pregnant woman so he wouldn't have to do the work. He halfasses school work and doesn't even bother to copy (for which the teachers are confused if they should be disappointed or overjoyed?) Anything that can be done within the hour takes at least a week, school work is late and the salt shaker someone asked for comes around the end of supper.
Maddox also cannot stand two people in this world. Alice Burkley and his first year sister, Adele. The two of them in the same room is like giving a baby a knife and setting it next to an electrical outlet. It shouldn't happen. (But it does). He is very passionate about everything. He passionately loves Masika. He passionately hates Adele (& Alice too.) He is passionately lazy, and passionately loves to sleep. [things to do]
Masika.
Zaidin.
Potions.
Comics.
Chocolate Frogs.
Gag Gifts.
Cigarettes!
Books.
Ophelia.
[crimes against humanity]
Alice.
Slytherins.
Homework.
Divination.
Alice.
Morons.
Sister. >[
Swimming.
Alice.
[etcetera questionmark?] has a funny shaped birthmark on his buttocks and is horrendously tone deaf.
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 3:49 pm
 [that b***h] AislinnSelene [I am the Great] Lyra || Nafisa|| Winner [Call me . . .] Lyra [Really, just call me] Lyra. [your vision is probably faded] a b***h. [self-perfection] perfection in a body. :] [I am a exceedingly attractive] Female [Touch my body] Everyone [I'm a] Slytherin [Day of Birth] November 27th [Under the constellation] Saggitarus [the cake reveals] Fourteen candles [I've been here] Four years [The ones who gave me life] Claudia and Marcel Winner [Don't hate because I'm] Pureblood [Don't mess with my] 8 inches of cherry wood, with a dragon heartstring core ["EXPECTO PATRONUM!"] and from the tip of her wand flew a a tree frog. [quidditch] You are kidding, right? [shower me with compliments!] I am the very epitomy of beauty. I bring boys to their knees, but I don't acknowledge them. I stare right on through and catch the glance of interested girls who question their sexuality because they want me. They want me bad. I just flip my long dark hair over my shoulder and continue on my way, not giving any of them a second thought. Not giving any of them the time of day, unless I think they're worth it. Unless I'm interested. But I digress, I'm supposed to be talking about my looks, right?
Well, first I get up in the wee hours of the morning so I have extra time to shower so I smell nice for those who deserve it. A spritz of sunshine perfume and I'm good. The dark dungeons do nothing for my beauty so I spend most of my time loitering around the rest of the castle. I think I'm beautiful. I get the stares of adoration, the worshipping from the hopeless romantics who aren't even worth my breath. I am the Goddess of Hogwarts. Hell, I'm the Goddess of Beauty.
Who wouldn't want some of this? Pale skin is all the rage and dark overbearing hair with eyebrows to match? Mmm, delicious. I'm like that cupcake at the pastry shop and you're just a few dollars short of buying me. Well, I guess it's a look-don't-touch kind of deal. Like at strip clubs. I've been asked so many times; 'Are you Gia Carangi?" and I have to kindly tell them that I am just a nromal person like them and I'm far too ugly to be Gia Carangi. But I'm lying to make them feel better.
I wear the styles of Paris. Tank-top dresses and chunky beads with tight jeans and maybe some heels, depending on my mood. Layers, layers everywhere! Clothes, accessories, hair! I love it. Socks and legwarmers and everything funky and fresh and beautiful. Something a fashionista like myself would be proud to wear. Beauty isn't skin deep, you've got to have the clothes match. :] [history/biography] past and present, at least 3 paragraphs [the vibes] I've heard I'm a b***h but I'm sworn to disagree. I don't think I am. I'm being honest. Honesty is the best policy, I think. So many people in the world lie and cheat and steal, and I'm single-handedly ending that trend by being more honest about everything. I don't care if it's a family heirloom. If it's fugly (which it usually is) then I'm going to tell you and I'm not going to feel bad about speaking the truth.
I'm really tight with my mother. She's a gold digger, but we go together like diamonds and platinum. We're only the best so we should be seen as the best, kept under lock and key so no one can steal us away. I don't want to be stolen away, I'd rather go willingly and with proper protection. I can't be through that kind of stress, if you know what I mean.  ["And she smiled at the thought of . . ."]Maddox.
Fashion Magazines.
Herself.
Moisturizers.
Clean people.
Herself.
Necks.
Hello Kitty.
Little Mermaid.
Herself.
Junko (most of the time)
Azula["She stomped all over the image of . . ."] Mary.
Masika.
Gryffindors.
Smelly people.
Mary.
Ugly people.
Bugs.
Sports.
Outdoors.
Mary.
Ophelia
Dirt (germs)["she didn't know what to do here . . ."] Male urinator. :]
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 3:58 pm
 [Mannequin] AislinnSelene [Pin-Up] Fatima || Gia || Mastriani [No skin off my back] Fatima [Skin off yours] Fatima. [Cat's our of the bag] description, a couple adjectives [Bottle it up] description, a couple adjectives [pretty in pearls] Female [Ur So Gay] and you don't even like girls [Waking Up In] Gryffindor [Shake the Glitter] July 30, 1973 [Seventeen says] Leo [Cake says] 17 [Best Year Ever] 7 [Rain On My Parade] Xanto & Antonella Mastriani [Accept It] Half-and-half [Draw] 6 [inches, of] Eucalyptus [wood, with a core of] Bakunawa scales. [You Gotta Help Me Out] Stripped Hyena [Pookie] Dwarf Hamster [I call him] Peter Pan [quidditch] Once upon a time . . . but, now? No thanks. [I wanna be a flower]
It wasn't until recently that Fatima even gave a lick about her appearance. She was always just "one of the boys" running around with Maddox and Zaidin ( a long with the other boys in SEXTalk69 ) belching, burping, and farting just like them. She never used to dress up, her face was always a bit smudged and her fingernails always had dirt underneath them. But a little over a year ago she walked into Hogwarts totally different than she had in previous years. Fatima actually looked like a girl. She had her hair done, it was its natural blue-black color rather than the bleach blond she'd donned in earlier years. She wore mascara, she wore lip gloss, and cover up. Her cheeks even seemed to have blush on them. Once naked, her face now bore make-up that was done almost expertly.
The whole transformation had been a bit much. Now everyone could see that her high cheek bones, her unblemished oval shaped face, and that her eyes were actually a striking blue color. Her nose, which before had seemed a bit large and a bit pointed, now seemed different and fit her face nicely. Even though she wasn't thin, she wasn't exactly fat either. Instead of rather baggy clothes she wore things that fit her form. She seemed to take inspiration from the pin-ups of the 1950s. Wearing things you could probably seem Marilyn Monroe wearing back in the day.
She donned jewelry. Studs, bracelets, rings, and shoes that were a far cry from her usual converse high tops. Her toenails were sometimes even painted. Her hands didn't look dry and a bit flaky anymore. They were big, but no longer looked so manly. Even her height (Fatima stands around 5'10 ) seemed less overbearing and from a distance you could almost mistake her for petite. She even smelled different. Like a girl. Rather than the YMCA locker room.  [Fingerprints] past and present, at least 3 paragraphs [One Of The Boys] habits, flaws, etc... at least 2 paragraphs  [Hot] who/what [Cold] who/what [That's What She Said] random facts or anything you'd like to add. for example, note how they would meet everybody
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 4:01 pm
 [The Lady Upstairs] AislinnSelene [Don't you know my name?] Athenadora || Ivanna || Zakarova [Just call me] Athena, Thumbelina, Short Round, Honey [Please! Don't call me] Anything just plain mean! [From the outside looking in] You probably see an energetic, reliable, loving, cheerful, naive, easily lead little girl.
[From the inside looking out] I see an insecure, (and just a tad) clingy, emotionally fragile, trusting, inquisitive, and warm-hearted. [I am proud that my silhouette is curvy] Girl [Out I go with] my Joe or John or Billy. [That hat mentioned] Hufflepuff [My mother first held me on] May 8th, 1977 [My stars read] Taurus [age] 13 [I've bounced about for] 3 years now [I owe life to] Alexei Zakarova and Norma Jean Baker [Definitely] Muggleborn [wand] 10 [inches long, made of] Black locust [wood, with a core of] Napaea hair [patronus] Sea Turtle [My dear] Ferruginous Pygmy Owl [Who I've taken to calling] Minnie [How about that, uh, Quidditch?] Oh, no! I don't like loud noises or huge crowds like that. I do support my team though. Just from the library. [Gentleman Prefer Blondes]
Athena is very tiny and very blond. She stands about 4 foot 8 inches and weighs about 100 pounds (give or take). Her hair is very blond and has always been that whay from the time she was a baby. Her eyes are a dark blue and sometimes turn a lighter color when she's very upset about something. When its straightened, her hair is a little passed her shoulders, but mostly she keeps it naturally curly, so it comes to the middle of her neck. She likes doing cute things with it, like adding barrettes or headbands.
Her face is oval shaped, her noses is a good one.She has always been very pale and doesn't sun tan in the least, since she would prefer being inside rather than out. Being pale isn't a problem for her, though, since skin cancer is not something she would like to contract. Her lips are very pink, though she likes wearing richer colored lip gloss, and only recently began doing her makeup (which inclues one layer of liquid liner, and lots of mascara).
Athena likes wearing plain skirts and pretty tops or dresses. She isn't a big fan of jeans, so when she does wear pants they are usually cloth. She isn't a big fan of earrings, but always wears her pearl studs that her father had bought her when she was 3 or 4. Her fingernails (and toenails) are never painted unless someone offers to do it for her. [Some Like It Hot]
Alexei Zakarova was born February 1937 in Tyumen, Siberia to Abram and Petya. He was the 3rd son born to the couple and despite his cherubic appearence, he wasn't able to save the already troubled marriage. The couple stuck it out until 1940, but parted soon after his third birthday. He went to live with his mother and grandmother, while his father kept the older boys (Gregory and Sasha) to help with the farm, having no use for such a pretty child in the harsh Siberian terrain.
In 1947, when Alexei was ten years old, he began attending St. Rostislav in Moscow, Russia, a bordering school that his mother had worked hard to send him to [ "I want one of my sons to have a good education."]. Because the trip was expensive to make, with majority of her income going to his tuition, Petya was unable to make the trip with him and he had to live with his cousin, Vanya and his wife, Faina.
The couple wasn't much better off, and they were bitter about having someone in the house who was getting better schooling than themselves or their own children had ever gotten. Because of their jealousy, the couple forced the boy to work in their house. The work was borderline slave labor and in return his "head was kept from getting too big" since "all that schooling made people forget their place."
Vanya and Faina were cruel as well as greedy, and often extorted money from Petyra and her mother. Writing letters that claimed Alexei was sick or needed money for books (and other school expenses), writing her about how he needed new clothes for his honors ceremony and start of term feasts. The clothes and money never made it to the boy or was even used for him. The couple usually gave those gifts to their one son, Fedot.
In 1951 Alexei met Nadia Olinka, a girl who attended St. Rostilav's companion school St. Anzhelina. The two immediately hit it off, both having a tough homelife and a love for reading. The duo became inseparable after an incident involving a bully and his quick thinking to save her from what could have been disastrous. Much of their time was spent studying, talking, and slowly falling head over heels in love. The next 3 and a half years were the happiest Alexei experienced since coming to Moscow. He planned a lavish wedding ceremony in the sunflower patch they had spent that first day at.
Unfortunately, Nadia died in 1954 of complications from an ectopic pregnancy. Leaving Alexei with only school and memories. Very depressed, there was a period of time where he stopped going to school and spent all his time in the sunflower patch they had both loved so much. Living virtually like a monk with little belongings and not much money. Thriving on only the fact that Nadia would have wanted him to live a long and healthy life. In this period of his life, Alexei cut off all contact with his cousins and everyone else (including his then sick mother), just wanting to be left alone.
While he lay brooding in his makeshift house he recieved his, "calling" a sending from God that convinced him to stop laying around and devote his life to something. His faith in life and everything else was restoreded in what seemed like an instant.
1957 was the year when Alexei first entered seminary school, a place where he excelled there, even more so than he had back at St. Rostilov's (And even there he had been a top student). [ "I believe that it is Nadia who helps me here. I often feel a presence and I'm not quite sure if it is her or God himself. "] Upon leaving the school in 1966, he was assigned to an insane asylum in Vienna, Austria. At the asylum he was well recieved and soon became very popular with patients, particularly women, who loved his smooth voice and gorgeous blue eyes. They nicknamed him, "Frankie" after Sinatra.
By 1968 things had begun going well for Alexei and he had finally adjusted to life in Austria. He had found his brother Sasha on complete accident and they had been writing back and forth a few times a month over the past year. He had a favorite resteraunt, a nice little house, and enjoyed sitting in the park feeding pidgeons, and attending the opera every so often. He had found pleasure in life's simplest things and enjoyed his work.
And one day it all changed. With the blink of an eye his simple life was shattered by the arrival of Ms. Norma Jean Baker, a former Opera star who had recently descended into madness. She was rough coming in, having no medication for her psychosis or schizophrenia and suffering from dehydration and fatigue. He was startled by how much she looked like his Nadia, from the deep brown hair to those green eyes. From that moment he loved her.
He devoted much of his time to this, "unfortunate soul" desparate to help her find what she seemed to be missing greatly. He talked to her for long periods of time, took her on walks around the grounds and tried to learn everything he could about this woman who was almost an exact replica of the Nadia he had lost almost twenty years ago. So fouled by their resemblence, he never even considered how unbalanced she actually was and around 1970, when asked if it was wise to realise her, he replied "Yes."
["I have it all planned out, Norma Jean will come live with me and it will almost be as if we are husband and wife."]
It was as he had planned it, Norma Jean came to live with him and the "couple" lulled into a life of domestic bliss. They were deeply in love and not even his vows to God and anyone else else would keep him from her. She worked as a seamstress, making simple things such as pillows or the occasional christening outfit. Not once mentioning her former life as a Diva or even where she came from at all. It was as if Norma Jean didn't exist before moving in with Alexei. He continued his work as a priest, telling the other that she was merely a lost soul that needed a place to stay. That it was God's will that they were thrown together.
Nikolas Dmitri Zakarova was born in 1972. He was a healthy little boy with dark hair and his mother's green eyes. He was soon followed by Marie Galiya, Tatianna Raina, and Olga Wiesa (in 1974, 5 , and 6 respectively). Their last daughter was born in May of 1977 and they decided to call her Athenadora Ivanna Zakarova. She was her father's pride and joy, coming into the world with shocking blue eyes and blond hair. [" I thank God everyday for sending me that little angel we call Athena."]
A year after Athena's birth, Norma Jean felt well enough to begin attending church again (she had been sick because of the many births all in a row) and suddenly the sermons seemed to affect her differently. She had approached her husband after one in particular, close to tears, asking of him, "Do you think me a bad mother? Do you think our beautiful children will go to hell?" He was shocked by this and explained to her that she was a wonderful mother, like the Holy Mary herself and that their children, their beautiful children, would never go to hell. That seemed to comfort her, and she never mentioned being a horrible mother ever again.
As 1979 turned into 1980, Alexei saw a change in his wife. While before she had been almost unreal in her perfection, she began to lock herself away from her family, run off for days at a time and come back with no explaination for her disappearence, she left the kids at the neighbors, and sometimes seemed to be talking to someone who wasn't there. Alexei was concerned, but thought it had something to do with the letter she had recieved from a relative that had upset her so much. Talking to her hadn't worked and bringing her to one of the best psychiatrists in Vienna didn't either, they all said nothing was wrong.
Something was very wrong, and in Autumn of 1982 it all became apparent.
After arriving home from his rounds at the hospital, Alexei found his house oddly still and calm. Norma Jean was seated in her favorite chair, humming a lullaby she usually sang to their children, not saying a word almost as if she didn't quite know he was there. He asked her where their children were--still no answer. He called their names and all that answered was the ticking of the clock. When he walked into the bedroom the two had shared for twelve years, Alexei couldn't believe his eyes. There were four of his children, all wet and naked, still laying on the bed, not an ounce of life in any of them. He looked at each and every one, blessing the tiny little bodies and wrapping them up in the blanket as if it were just another bath-time and he would soon read them a bedtime story. At least a half hour passed before he moved from where he was, still in shock at how small and pale they all were. They seemed like statues rather than children. A statue of four little darlings all asleep in their Papa's bed.
He kisses each forehead, each of their sweet little voices filling the whole in his heart [Papa! Papa! Papa!], and when he went to kiss the fifth little forehead, he realized that she wasn't there. A hope that he had never experienced filled his chest and he shot up from the wooden chair he had been sitting in, searching for that fifth child. His Athena. He looked underneath the bed, in the bathtub still filled with water, and in the vase that used to be her favorite hiding spot when the children played Hide & Seek.
He found her in the hall closet with several coats piled ontop of her. She was sleeping, having escaped her Mother by hiding where it had been assumed none of the children had fit ["She is a miracle, my Athena. Simply a miracle."].
The trial was held in 1983, exposing the family's skeletons to all of Vienna, along with most of Europe. The case soon became international and there was coverage from all over the world. Everyone wanted to see the Priest who had once been so adored and respected be exposed as a leacher as well as a liar. They wanted to see the only surviving child of what they called, "the most heinous act of the decade", the "Massacre of Angels". Alexei, wanting to protect his daughter from the media, sent her to live with Sasha in Edinburg while the trial came to a conclusion.
Things finally came to an end in 1985, when Norma Jean was found "Guilty, my reason of mental illness or defect" because at the time of the murder she had been off her medication for a long enough period of time to warp her sense of right and wrong. Alexei was never taken to trial, despite an outcry from many who believed him responsible for the children's deaths because he had made no attempt to continue medicating his wife. The last time he saw his love was in April of 1986, after she had been sentenced to spending the rest of her life in a Hospital, when she turned to him and mouthed, "I'm so sorry."
Alexei moved to Edinburg with his brother, finding the Scotish highlands to be a comforting sight. Athena had grown much in his abscence, going from a 5 year old child to a girl of 10 who showed no signs of trauma or anything despite her ordeal. She was the sweetest thing he'd ever met and it gave him a happiness he had thought long lost to see her grow.
He opened a bookstore in Edinburg and the two moved in above it. Living life simply as possible, the only thing remarkable happening when an owl arrived to deliver a letter that detailed Athena's acceptance into Hogwarts: School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.  [Something's Gotta Give]
Athena is very shy, because she was homeschooled by her Uncle Sasha, and until she began attending Hogwarts, hadn't been around other children much (beside her siblings). She's a tad more comfortable with other girls, but boys make her goofy and silly. She's more likely to show she likes a boy by doing something non-verbal (like leaving large tips at the Wokstar that they work at) to show she cares.
Athena's a bit quick to cry. Any extreme emotional change (from happy to very angry or happy to very sad or, even, something other emotion to very happy) causes her to tear up and sniffle.
She really loves to laugh and has a good sense of humor, especially about herself. She understands that people are going to make fun of her height and decided that she was going to laugh with them rather than have them laugh at her.
She's a tad clingy and follows Mary around when she isn't in class since she feels like there is no one else for her to talk to (she has the tendency to assume people hate her guts). Also, Athena is a tad anti-social, and while loves to hang out with friends, she always likes being left alone in the common room with her first edition copy of Anna Karenina that her father bought her (The novel is her favorite).
One of her pet peeves is not being on time, so usually she'll be very early. Punctuality is a must with her, along with saying "please" and "thank you". You don't have to be very prim and proper, but the two words are just common curtesy.
Athena is very literal and naive. Almost all sarcasm, metaphors, and anything of the sort goes completely over her head (but she loves them in books). She'll laugh, but mostly she'll just end up asking Mary to explain it to her. She believes almost everything people tell her and is very optimistic about humans and their motives. They always get second chances with her (third and fourth, too). All too trusting, she'd give you the the shoes on her feet and the hair off her head if you needed it and just said, "Please".
[Diamonds]
Fish
Mary Perison
Chocoloate
Ophelia Ozma
Books
Masika Het-Heru
Music [the classical kind]
Zaidin Berkeley
Sunflowers
Richard Samuels
Extremely cute boys
Maddox Kingsley
Dancing [Waltzing]
Fatima Mastriani
Hanging with friends
Sunshine
[Cubic Zirconia]
Mean people
Lyra Winner
Water
Cruelty to animals
Loud noises
Quidditch
Soda pop
Sunsets
Strong scents
Junko Saehara
Needles
Baked fruit [Like in pie]
Blood Purists
Azula Tanaka
DADA
Being hated
[Monkey Business]
Athena speaks Russian fluently. Its what she speaks to her father when she's at home. He also has taken to teaching her Latin and Greek and requires her to read books in only those three languages. She learned English by watching TV and it caught on quickly, though she has a bit trouble with contractions.
She really likes fish. A lot. But is deathly afraid of drowning, so she prefers to keep them as pets. In her room she has a large tank of all kinds and is especially particular in her love of turtles.
Oh! She loves sweets. She has an unsatisfiable sweet tooth and, in particular, loves chocolate with almonds. You can usually see her snaking on them at any time throughout the day but always during potions (its her hardest class, but she's a wiz at Runes).
Athena doesn't like wearing shoes and whenever she's done with classes is quick to take them off. She feels they pinch her feet and are uncomfortable. She doesn't understand why women torture themselves with heels.
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 4:03 pm
 [What woman typing furiously?!] AislinnSelene [Sprawled on the dotted line] Laurence || Xavier || Craig [I'll turn my head] Craig, Laurence, Mr. Ninja-Face [I'll kick you] Larry [Did you see what he just did?] description, a couple adjectives [How I see it] description, a couple adjectives [This one's from] Mars [He's partial to those from] Venus [Hear me roar] Gryffindor [They sing it off key] October 12, 1974 [Give me a sign] Libra [age] 16 [A year from the end] 6 [My Birth Parents] Kelly Kapoor and Terrence Baker[My Real Parents] Preston and Nesta Craig [I don't know this but] muggle born [The magic stick] 13 [inches long, made of] Boxwood [wood, with a core of] Laelaps' hair. [patronus] Panda [My little friend] is an owl [That I've dubbed] Quartz [quidditch] yes/no; if so which position; right/left/center chaser, left/right beater, seeker, or keeper [appearance] description, at least 2 paragraphs, a 3rd is optional for clothing  [Walk You Home]
Kelly Kapoor was one of those daughters who could do no wrong. She was pretty, popular, smart, on the honor roll, and might as well had her named changed to Mary-Sue Smith. She was that girl. She was that amazing, wonderful, fantastic girl. She was the apple of her parent's eye. The Helen of her school. Dated a bunch of guys, leader of the Christian Club (even donned a purity ring), head cheerleader, lead in the school play. She even had her picture in the paper for being valedictorian of her class. Then Kelly Kapoor got pregnant by Terrence Baker, her equally Gary-Stu esque boyfriend. The Ken to her Barbie.
And, well, she couldn't have that now could she? Because she was head of the Christian Club, she couldn't get an abortion so she put her baby up for adoption. Not even giving her little boy a name. She just wanted to go back to her quaint little life in her upper middle class neighborhood. Glad that this "unfortunate mess" was behind her.
The unnamed boy was adopted rather quickly. He didn't even spend 3 whole months in the orphanage before Nesta Eleanor Craig waltzed in and fell in love with that baby boy. Taking him home with her, she decided to name him Laurence (after Laurence Olivier, the actor) Xavier ("Because that name is so hot.") Craig. Nesta was the type of woman who loved children, but was unmarried and thus unable to have any of her own without resorting to unspeakable means to have her child.
[personality] habits, flaws, etc... at least 2 paragraphs [likes] who/what [dislikes] who/what [other/misc.] random facts or anything you'd like to add. for example, note how they would meet everybody
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 4:05 pm
 [Kiss It] AislinnSelene [I'm] Alexander || Emmanuel || de Luna [nicknames] nice nicknames [nicknames] mean nicknames [other people's opinions] description, a couple adjectives [self-perception] description, a couple adjectives [gender] boy,girl [orientation or "I like:"] girls,boys [hogwarts house] Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff [birthday] month, day [astrological sign, optional] ask me if you don't know [age] 11-18 [year at hogwarts] 1-7 [parents] names, mother and father [bloodline] Pureblood, half-and-half, or Muggleborn [wand] number of inches or centimeters [inches/centimeters long, made of] wood [wood, with a core of] core; ollivander uses unicorn hair, dragon heartstring, and phoenix feather; i'm not restricting you to those [patronus] animal, whether your character has produced one or not. also a link to a picture would be helpful [pet] type [named] name [I'm definitely] a keeper [appearance] description, at least 2 paragraphs, a 3rd is optional for clothing  [history/biography] past and present, at least 3 paragraphs [personality] habits, flaws, etc... at least 2 paragraphs [likes] who/what [dislikes] who/what [other/misc.] random facts or anything you'd like to add. for example, note how they would meet everybody
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Posted: Thu Jul 24, 2008 4:06 pm
 [username] username [name] first || middle || last [nicknames] nice nicknames [nicknames] mean nicknames [other people's opinions] description, a couple adjectives [self-perception] description, a couple adjectives [gender] boy,girl [orientation or "I like:"] girls,boys [hogwarts house] Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff [birthday] month, day [astrological sign, optional] ask me if you don't know [age] 11-18 [year at hogwarts] 1-7 [parents] names, mother and father [bloodline] Pureblood, half-and-half, or Muggleborn [wand] number of inches or centimeters [inches/centimeters long, made of] wood [wood, with a core of] core; ollivander uses unicorn hair, dragon heartstring, and phoenix feather; i'm not restricting you to those [patronus] animal, whether your character has produced one or not. also a link to a picture would be helpful [pet] type [named] name [quidditch] yes/no; if so which position; right/left/center chaser, left/right beater, seeker, or keeper [appearance] description, at least 2 paragraphs, a 3rd is optional for clothing [history/biography] past and present, at least 3 paragraphs  [personality] habits, flaws, etc... at least 2 paragraphs [likes] who/what [dislikes] who/what [other/misc.] random facts or anything you'd like to add. for example, note how they would meet everybody
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 12:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 12:36 pm
 [Every Breath You Take] AislinnSelene [You Shall Address Me As . . . ] Minerva Adaira McGonagall [I wont answer to anything but] Minerva, Professor, or any variant of the two[First Impression] a no nonsense woman who love torturing children with her swift reinforcement of rules and no sense of humor in the least. [A Deeper Look] A strong woman, who cares deeply for the particularly for the students in her house, who just wants things to run as smoothly as possible. [Hmph! I most certainly am a] Girl [What catches my eye happens to be] boys [I am the] Deputy Headmistress/Transfigurations Teacher [I was born on] October 4, 1925 [Under the sign] Libra [If you must know, I am] 65 [Its been] 34 years since I came to Hogwarts [Those I owe life to] Aurelia and Maon McGonagall
[bloodline] Pureblood [wand] 10 inches [inches/centimeters long, made of] Virola [wood, with a core of] Chimera hair [patronus] tabby cat (with spectacle marks) [Sure looks good to me]
Quote: Professor McGonagall has dark hair which she pulls into a bun, wears glasses, and is frequently dressed in tartan plaids.
[Lesson Learned] past and present, at least three paragraphs [I should tell you]
Quote: McGonagall has a stern exterior, keeping her classes strictly controlled and following the rules closely, yet has a warm heart and cares deeply for her friends and students. Known for teaching challenging classes. She did not break rules or tolerate misbehavior. She also refused to favor her own house however, McGonagall cares deeply about Gryffindor’s success. She's a tough woman. Underneath her stern exterior, it was always clear that McGonagall cared deeply for her students. Her first instinct is to protect them at all times, and she could become quite emotional when they were hurt. Even at Voldemort’s first defeat she did not celebrate, but instead mourned at the passing of James and Lily. McGonagall had little patience for less competent colleagues. A sarcastic wit came out, for instance, in talking with Lockhart or Trelawney; though she was willing to defend even Trelawney. McGonagall had a great admiration and trust for Albus Dumbledore , passionately defending him and being more than willing to fight on his behalf.
* Albus Dumbledore
*Quiddich
*Hardworking students
*tartan plaids
*Cats
*Reading
*Gryfindor winning the House Cup
[I could do without . . .]
*Dolores Umbridge
*Disruptive Students
*Dim wits
*Losing in Quddich to Snape
[The Cat's Meow]
Minerva McGongall is an Animagus, able to turn into a cat with markings around the eyes, similar to her square spectacles. Her Patronus is also a cat. She traditionally performs the Sorting ceremony at the Welcoming Feast. [[UNDER CONSTRUCTION]]* All "quotes" from HP Lexicon. ;D
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