Post by avaemeliemarchmain on Jul 29, 2011 22:36:33 GMT -5
AVA EMELIE MARCHMAIN
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Too bad, but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need.
You can see that you're wrong, but you can't always see when you're right.
You're right.
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
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AGE/DOB: 16/ February 3rd
YEAR: 6
HOUSE: Gryffindor
AFFILIATION: Order!
SEXUALITY: Straight [/SIZE]
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EYE DETAILS: Ava's eyes are quite large. Really large. They are an interesting shade of dark blue. Her eyes are quite vacant, and she
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: Ava has always been a very petite girl. She stands at about five foot one and weights about 105 pounds. When people tease her, they often say she looks like a little boy.
FACE: Ava has a very feminine face. It is thin width wise and a bit long. She has a small button nose and exceptionally average lips on her pale face.
STYLE: Ava, being a muggleborn, prefers to wear muggle clothing rather than robes. She often wears bag-like summer dresses. She likes to be comfortable rather than "hot"
FEELINGS: "I'm okay...I guess. I like my eyes. I hate my body. I'm not going to grow my hair out just to spite rude Slytherins. To be honest, I don't really care how I look. Never have, never will"
PLAYED BY: Twiggy[/SIZE]
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+people-watching
+quidditch
+potions
+quiet
+books
+friendly people
+animals
+the concept of magic
+writing
+swimming
+the rain
+defence against the dark arts
+word searches
+logic games
LOATHES:
+ Purebloods who hate muggleborns
+ People who don't know when to be serious
+ Voldemort
+ Too much noise
+ Illogical decisions
+ Meeting new People
+ Charms
+ Ignorance of any sort
+ Liars
+Cheaters
+ Divination
BOGGART: Ava's biggest fear is the death of any family members of hers. With all the talk going around about eliminating muggles, she's grown quite terrified of it.
DEMENTOR: Ava's worst memory was during her second night as a first year at Hogwarts. She was quite content, and then a group of older Slytherins came up to her, teased her to tears, and told her that she didn't belong there. It was the first time she had ever heard the word "mudblood"
PATRONUS: An owl. She is wise and is usually alone. Her best memory was recieving her letter to Hogwarts. She felt genuinely special.
AMORENTIA:
+Old books
+Chai tea
+the ocean
+gasoline
VERITASERUM:
+ Sometimes I fear that all purebloods want to hurt me
+ I find it quite difficult to trust anyone with anything--ever.
STRENGTHS:
+ Trustworthy
+ Wise
+ Kind
+ Empathetic
+ Brave
WEAKNESSES:
+ Overly-Emotional
+ Distrusting
+ Socially-Awkward
OVERVIEW:
Ava had always been a girl that sort of marched to the beat of her own drum. She was hardly interested in what most girls her age were: boys, clothes, hair. She like books. She liked learning. She liked the fact that she was magic, and that she had the oppurtunity to learn more because of this. The girl had been quite shy from a young age, and it promptly , earned let to her being shunned by a decent amount of the children. Ava's shyness turned into moderate anti-social behavior, and she is not the friendliest of sorts.
Of course, Ava is not mean or evil or cruel by any means. She actually means quite well. She is simply a gifted girl that was the victim of some pretty bad bullying from a young age. Ava would never intentionally hurt someone, ever. In the rare occassions she does speak without being spoken to first, it is usually to comfort someone. She fumes inside when intolerance is displayed. However, she often keeps it stowed away, and she eventually explodes with anger after a long period of time.
To those that she decides she likes, Ava is exceedingly loyal to. When she is in a friendship, she is a good listner and an extremely caring, empathetic person. She is not exactly the best in one on one conversations because she is not much of a talker, but Ava has a dry sense of humor that can make a few people laugh. She would much rather have a couple of people around if she is forced to have an on going conversation, though. She has a few people that she can genuinely trust and be around, but she is exceedingly quiet even around them.
Ava is no-nonsense. She tells you what she means and she means what she tells you.A few people see Ava as being a little too blunt, but she believes that she should be honest with people. She gets a bit hypocritcal at time, though, when she gets over emotional and upset when someone says something rude to her. She often has trouble seeing past one mistake someone has made.
Many people see Ava's sensitivity as a sign of weakness. However, she is not genuinely afraid of any challenge, and she will gladly fight if there is a good reason to. There is enough anger in the girl to be ready for a physical/mental challenge at any given moment. She was put in Gryffindor instead of Ravenclaw because of the burning desire to be brave and fight for what is right.
Ava means quite well, and she is a useful friend to have on your side. She has been hurt quite alot, and, because of that, rarely lets people in to be friends. She's very shy, and it may take monthes for her to open up to you. Ava prefers solitude to people anyday. [/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]NOT EVERYONE INHERITED ENOUGH MONEY TO
BUY OUT NASA WHEN THEIR PARENTS DIED[/color][/font]
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FATHER: Emmet Marchmain, 47, Tailor, Muggle/Neutral/Unaffiliated, N/A
SIBLINGS:
(I am leaving names/affiliations out so people can create their characters)
--_______,Sister, 17,_________, Hufflepuff
--_______, Twin Brother, 16, _________, Gryffindor
--_______, Brother, 14,_________, Hufflepuff
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES:
--Marc Lupin, Uncle
--Shenade Marchmain-Lupin, Aunt
--Remus Lupin, Cousin
WEALTH STATUS: Lower middle-class
BIRTHPLACE: London, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE: London, England
OVERVIEW: FIVE PARAGRAPHS MINIMUM[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]IF YOU SWITCH ME DRAGONS I'LL GIVE YOU MY
GUSHERS! NO, NO, NO... I HAVE A FRUIT BY THE FOOT[/color][/font]
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AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
EXPERIENCE: Five years
SECRET WORD: Dumbledore's Magical Toots
ANYTHING ELSE?: Nice to meet you!
RP SAMPLE:
THIS IS FROM ONE OF MY CHARACTERS ON ANOTHER SITE. If you need me to do one playing Ava, let me know!
“Shut up!” Columbia sneered in her usual whisper-shout “You’re going to give me a headache!”
It wasn’t often that she would use such harsh words on her brother, but the man was annoying the hell out of her. After all, she had to think. She had to think very hard. Columbia knew that she was expected to come up with a brilliant idea about what to do as she usually did, and it did not even cross her mind that it may be cocky of her to assume so. You could only give so much good input at meetings before people wanted you to say something legendary at all of them. The majority of Columbia’s talking was at the meetings of the Knights of Walpurgis, but even she was stumped at the most recent plot the Knights were hoping to carry out.
Columbia already had a headache; her brother was most likely just going to make things worse. The pounding in her head seemed to be getting worse and worse and the problem continued to remain unresolved. She did not like not being able to come up with something. She did not like it at all. In what seemed to be one swift, fast movement, Columbia got up from her chair and stomped over to her bookshelf. Her bony fingers lightly touched the bindings of the books as her cold eyes scanned the titles. She stopped when she saw an old charms book on the left hand side of the third shelf. Columbia, anxious herself to find an answer, yanked the book she had usually treated with the upmost respect off of the shelf. She scurried back to her hard wooden chair placed across from her equally agitated, yapping brother and slammed the book on the table.
“This usually always has something in it” Columbia said more to herself than to her brother in a hopeful way “At least something we can base a spell on.”
The book was old, banned from most stores, and was now quite rare. She had found it when she was sixteen years old and rummaging through her attack looking for something interesting. Columbia had found out that it was once her father’s, and it contained quite a bit of dark magic. However, she was still relatively concerned that none of the things that were in this book would work properly. This book was mostly used to perform what Columbia considered to be petty, physically harmful ways to rid yourself of something. The attack that they were planning had to be sneaky, something that had not yet been done before. The unforgivables, any of them, were simply out of the question. Columbia, if no one else, believed that they were far too obvious and a dead give a way on what they were going to do.
“It shouldn’t be this hard to make someone who already has less than half a brain even more of a bloody idiot”
Columbia now was angry and was flipping the pages of the book wildly by hand. She stopped and slammed down the book’s cover back on and hurried to replace it. She had an idea. Columbia quickly returned to the table, now holding a small, purple potions book in her hands. This one was actually quite popular and did not contain any magic that most people considered to be dark. How could of she forgotten this? She read it ages ago, maybe when she was fourteen, but she remembered chuckling to herself when she saw it. Columbia found the page she had in mind and then slyly slid the book across the wooden table and over to her brother, who was now probably confused.
“I think I got it” she said, headache gone “We just need to figure out away to make the results more long lasting. Maybe even permanent”
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