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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 6:00 pm
Elizabeth Bonecraft 42 Aiden Bonecraft10 Essy; be sure to PM Violet the Maestro about your Wand Wood Request with the proper form. Actually, you don't need to. Ceder is common. ~ Violet
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 6:03 pm
Hi, my name is Elizabeth Bonecraft.
I'm a female.
I work as a Potioneer.
I'm 42 years old.
The house I was in was Slytherin
I may seem stern, silent, and rigid but I'm really just that. Unless your my precious son.
My background story is typical. I have suffered, but it is nothing new. I've succeed and that isn't much of a tale. Born of a pureblood family, I always knew where I would go in Hogwarts. I was bound to go there. The experience was too be expected, pompous pigs walking around with their heads in the clouds. They seemed to expect that we women would fall into place, I never did. I got into the house for more than just my blood after all. I was determined to take over the Most Extraordinary Society of Potioneers. It needed my guidance. Which explains why I married a Hufflepuff.
Sadly I married a soft in the head Hufflepuff. He was too easy too manipulate, too gullible. Edgar was simple too driven to please not just me, but also too eager to please my family. He fell into my brother hand then. The git turned Edgar into a walk copycat. He turned darker, colder, more aloof than ever before. By the end of it, I didn't even recognize him. I tried to draw him away, I even left off my attempt to become the head of the Extraordinary Society of Potioneers to try and save him.
I failed and he slipped away. Using all those wonderful traits that I loved to dedicate himself to dark pursuits. Then suddenly, he stopped or at least I thought he did. He returned to me, still slightly dark, but he began to recover. Slowly coming back to me, we even were looking forward to our first child when it happened. I lost him again. It seemed he was still toiling away at his work, but had tried to comfort me to show me that I was why he was doing it. When I discovered this, I couldn't stand it. I didn't go back to him. I left my family's traditional home and him to his work. I don't really know what happened after that. I was busy having a child, find a new place to live, and to start up my work again. By the time I had accomplished it all, I heard the news. My brother, father, and my husband were dead. Some spell had gone wrong or they had mixed something that shouldn't have been. My mother went mad with grief, she screeches that I should have died with them for all the good I am. She seems to think that they will come back, but this isn't a drama. They are dead because I know it. I'm the one who had to identify their bodies. They aren't magical creations or just hiding somewhere waiting. My father even had his pocket watch clenched in his hand.
Since then I've dedicated myself to my son and my work. I still make connect with those my family favored. The Thorn's and the rest always invite my son and I at various events and parties. I know why they keep us around, why they treat us so. They pity us, but they need us. The Bonecraft blood is very pure, not a squib has been born in our line. I know they seek to see my son marry their daughters and join in their foolishness, but the rules of our world has changed now. I understand that and so do others, still there is money to be made by walking in this circle and they still wield some power and influence that can't be ignored.
I enjoy my life and my son. Those two mixed with our solid money situation and my good work, aids to make my days brighter, though sometimes my son's mouth makes him annoying.
I despise the dark arts. They were annoyance before giving hot heads, egotists, snobs and gits the chance to kill themselves off for the completely pointless rubbish known as power, but now it just a enemy I wish I could kill.
I look like a white blond with bright green eyes and a frail form of 5'7".
My wand is a 12.75 inch of Ceder wood with unicorn hair core.
My pet is a black half-kneazle cat named Gigi.
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! Harm my son in anyway, I will kill you. I would even, against my better judgement, sink into the dark arts to protect that boy. Not that I find him perfect, Merlin help what ever girl he finds interest in.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 6:35 pm
Hi, my name is Aiden Bonecraft.
But I mostly go by Erik
I'm a male
I'm 11 years old.
The school I go to is Hogwarts, of course.
My mother says that, in a nutshell, I'm a charming devil, doomed to break plenty of hearts and possible her wallet. I'd like to agree with that statement up too a point, I don't break wallets. I don't think one can.
The house I'm in is a great mystery, I mean who knows were a Bonecraft could go.
My background story is an epic tale of lost and hope. I lost my father before I could really know and that is about as lost as anything has gotten for me. My mother has seen to it that I have ever need I could image and then some. Toys and trinkets, books, and tutors and Merlin knows what else. I've never lacked and I don't know I never will. I was my mother hope in a way for a better future for our family. We've had a run of bad luck, those who have fallen into the Dark Arts. Dangerous stuff that I have little interest in, I mean why dabble into that could kill you. What good is it having to lick the boots of every dark lord-wanna be just for a chance at power.
I'd rather go down the safer route and just make my own power, prove that I'm worthy. Which I suppose I need to figure out. I don't really have a plan for my path to power. Hell, I haven't even really considered it. I'll find my way though. That has been my take on most of my life. I've normally gone with the flow, in till I feel the need to act. I did that with my muggle friends from the local town. Just went with the flow of their odd ways, in till I realized that they had began to ask too many questions about. I cut those friendship, sadly. It was unfortunate cause my mother is often too busy to keep me company and the other wizarding family's live rather far off. It's been a lone few years, but when I got my letter from Hogwarts I realized that I have found my escape from my isolation and boredom.
I enjoyhelping my mother around the greenhouse and garden. I always feel like there is something new and possible slightly dangerous in that place. It is the reason I love Quidditch, the chance that someone will get hit with a bludger or get the snitch. Its about skills and strengths, some logic and pure chance.
I despise being ignored. Nothing ticks me off more, though possible being laughed at. I rarely handle that well or handle blighters. Annoying people can be such pricks.
I look like a charming, brown haired, bright green eyed boy with dimples and a charming chin.
My wand is a Walnut with dragonheart string core, 11 1/2 inch. Stiff.
The pet is a haven't a clue...I'll probably get something in my second year.
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2012 9:07 pm
Hi, my name is Andromeda Bonecraft - Crookwich
I'm a loving sister.
I work at for the glory of my family.
I'm 47 years old.
The house I was in was Slytherin
I may seem a little off but I'm really perfectly sane and filled compassion for all, even my wayward sister. Poor misguided fool.
My background story is wonderful filled with lovely happy days. They were joyous time before the accident. I went to Hogwarts as expect. I got married as expected. Everything was perfect, in till the accident. Nearly 11 years ago now, nearly. The day was the death of everything. Yet I am here to fix it.
Yes I will fix everything, that my foolish sister can not. She is so misguided, she doesn't see the true potential. I'll fix everything though. Just like I fixed up my husband, foolish man. I'm the older sister, it is my job to help the younger. She is so foolish. Perhaps I can fix her foolishness too. Though that is for later. Much later. Right now, there are more important things. The family needs me. I must continue our path to glory.
It is what father and brother would have wanted.
I enjoy everything. Though I love helping people most, especially if it is my family.
I despise things that get in my way or disgusting things. Like my husband, he was in the way. I fixed that though.
I look like oh, just me. I have the same hair as my sister. Though I got my mother's black eyes and time wasn't so kind to me as my sister. Wrinkles aren't a problem though, I'll fix them eventually too.
My wand is a Ash with Unicorn core, 10 inches. Brittle.
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