Post by annie on Aug 8, 2011 2:25:30 GMT
victoire apolline weasley
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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full name: victoire apolline weasley
nicknames: vi, vic, tori
birthday: may second
age: seventeen
house: gryffindor
blood status: one-eighth veela
face claim: ginta lapina
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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likes: her family, chocolates, her besties, thunderstorms, being outdoors, boys, the beach, dancing, simple romantic dates, adventure, danger, a good laugh, potions, muggle studies, fashion, daises, shoes, flirting,firewhiskeybutterbeer, her grandmum's cooking, and traveling.
dislikes: know-it-alls, pureblood elitists, humid weather, being cooped up inside, petty drama, surprises, heights, prejudice, getting in trouble, being told no, hypochondriacs, being blond (and not a redheaded weasley), being held back/tied down, herbology, and pumpkin juice
strengths: clever,. strong-willed, optimistic
weaknesses: short-fused, impatient, clumsy
veritaserum: wishes she had the weasley red hair, she has a tattoo and isn't telling where, and wants to be one hundred percent, head over heals, madly in love
dementor: victoire was always fairly quick on a broom. her mother hated the idea of her baby hundreds of feet in the air, but bill thought it would do vic good to have a fun hobby. so when she was ten her father got her a broom. she flew it around for six years just fine. then when she was playing in a game for the gryffindor quidditch team, victoire took a terrible tumble that landed her in the hospital wing overnight. ever since then vic has been scared to fly on a broom.
patronus: victoire's best memory would be getting her OWLS back. vic had never been the smartest in the family. the more headstrong girl never had a knack for the books. however all her OWLS had returned postive. With four O's and three E's, victoire was plenty happy, and the pride expressed on her parents faces was enough to send vic to do whatever she could to please them.
sexuality & relationship status: heterosexual andits complicatedsingle
I HEARD ONE ON YOU
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father: william weasley
mother: fleur weasley nee delacour
siblings:
dominque weasley, sixteen, hufflepuff
louis weasley, fifteen, slytherin
others: weasleys, potters, and dubois
overall history:
"I, Victoire Apolline Weasley,was born on a cool, spring afternoon in May. I was the first of two daughter to Fleur and William Wealsey. Of course, Mother and Daddy's story is one that is told every anniversary. Its a tale of both dramatics and love, and is never one I tire of hearing. The day had been going smoothly, Mother and Aunt Gabrielle had been getting ready, both crying on and off with my grandmother. Daddy says when Mother walked down the aisle he couldn't hide the big grin from his face- she looked beautiful. The party that followed was one that Daddy had other words for, but in the end they were happily married and soon enough they had me.
Everyone said that I was a beautiful blonde haired girl that cried rather loudly. But my parents loved and adored me anyway- even if I was the first child for the sibling that followed. When they took me home to the pink colored nursery, my Mother said I seemed at place. I was smooth and content and loved when my parents gave me just the tiniest bit of attention. But my parents must have been looking for a male heir for the Weasley line because one year after my birth, Mother was pregnant again. Of course this time it was another girl. Little Dominique was brought home and took all the attention with her. Of course I was instantly jealous of that or so everyone says. I threw tempertantrums like they were going out of style and pretty much ignored Dominique the first few months she was there. However, one day when Mother asked for me to help with Dominique, and I hesitantly obliged, I found that the small baby wasn't so bad and at one and a half I needed to look out for her and not envy her- especially since Mother was pregnant again.
This time it was a baby boy, and my second sibling. I had only been two and a half when the baby was born and brought home, but even from that point everyone said I must have had a change of heart when it came to attention. They said I would constantly check in on the crib and run straight to Louis when he was crying. The funny thing is in the end we actually grew up rather close. The same went for Dom and I. The two of us, although we fought like normal sisters, were rather close. The tea parties and dress up were a must for us as we grew old. Of course we would look after Louis and were obviously polite young children, growing up with a French mother- most of the time.
When I reached the age of eleven, after coming into my magical ability at seven, I started my journey to Hogwarts. I was the first to arrive (with a whole bunch of cousins) and I made my claim in the Gryffindor house. I actually really liked it with the gryffindors, even if I had to be away from my sister and brother when they did arrive. The group was kind and welcoming and they never strayed from the right path. My years at Hogwarts continued on fine and know that I am in my seventh and final year here at Hogwarts I have a lot of decisions to be made. What do I want to do? Where do I want to go? Who do I want to go with? All questions that need to be answered in only a short amount of time.
YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: annie
gender: chica
age: eighteen
contact: just pm
how you found us: caution
other characters: none, atm
experience: five years
role play sample:"Yes, well welcome to the club. I’m clumsy everyday, even when sober," Savannah spoke with a smile, poking a small amount of fun at the fact that he'd already had a couple of drinks. She didn't mind. The one thing that Lou had pointed out about the last week was that a ton of drinking was involved. "Miss Jameson. Savannah Jameson," she said a small smile, shaking the hand that was still holding hers from pulling her up. Oh dear, she thought silently to herself, do kids even shake hands anymore? They did back home and Sav couldn't help but follow the common courtesy. She bit her lip lightly as she looked over at him, hoping she hadn't dropped in cool points, because these could be the possible kids she could be living next door to and attending school with. Then as he spoke, her mouth fell into a small oh shape. So this was the host of the party, the one that lived in the expensive house that she had passed so many times with Lou's this summer. "Most people do, especially if they have tennagers," she said with a genuine smile, "but I'm glad I didn't break anything that would be missed too much." Not that Savvy didn't want to replace it anyway. She was sure that it would take more then a months allowance to supply for the cup that she had broken, but in the end she knew she would leave one on his doorstep, just because that was how she was brought up. At his next words the peppy blond gave a small laugh, "Alright your secret is safe with me- cross my heart."
It wasn't a big secret and although she knew he was partially kidding, she couldn't help but be glad that he had trusted her with a secret of sorts. Now it was nothing big, but trust was always a nice thing in any relationship. Then she caught herself. What the hell? Why in the world was she thinking of a relationship? She assured herself it was simply a friend type of relationship and even though she was able to convince herself that it was as simple as that but in the back of her mind she couldn't help but think that it was the least of her worries. "Um no, I'm not from the Hamptons," at least not yet, she thought a semi-smile on her face. "I'm just spending the summer here, with the family. My mom is thinking of moving here so she shuffled us all up here," she said as she remembered the memory of her step-mother telling them they were going to the Hamptons for the summer. Savannah had simply thought she wouldn't get attached for the two months that she had been there. she thought it would shopping and beach time, but in the two months she had made friends and seemed to love the place. "I'm from the South, Tennessee to be exact, if you couldn't tell from the drawl and the lack of expensive clothing," her voice from the first time going shy. It wasn't that her parents couldn't afford high-end clothes, Savvy just didn't want them. she liked her southern style, it made her who she was. "But how about you. Lived in the Hamptons all your life?" She asked the question to find herself not just trying to make small talk, but was genuinely curious to find out the answer.
"Is that the private school over on the Upper East Side?" Obviously with an answer like that, she didn't attend there, but Savvy knew that she could possibly be attending there in the fall. She wasn't sure if she wanted to tell him that simply because she didn't want to promise something that she couldn't possibly keep in the future, "If we end up moving out here, then probably in the fall." She wasn't sure if she should say more on the matter because it wasn't something that wasn't permanent, "Why do you go to school around there? I know Constance is an all girl school, so you can't possibly attend there, unless you aren't the charming guy you pretend to be." A grin fell upon her charming little lips as she let her eyes wander lightly around the crowd. There was no one there that sparked her interest, except the boy in front of her. When he didn't make a move toward the redheaded girl, Sav couldn't help but let her heart grow warm. She felt fuzzy inside knowing that she had been picked and not some other girl. "So if I did go to Constance would you follow me around like a little lost puppy," she asked with a small devious grin. She couldn't help it. she knew he was probably asking just to keep a conversation going, but if she might not ever see him again, she'd want to play and flirt and maybe grow to like him. It wasn't like it was a hard thing to accomplish. This kid was growing on her, but even that wasn't something that was hard to do. Out of all the girls in this room it was probably Sav who would do anything any of the people asked of her, and not turn down a single person if it would make them happy.
Savannah gave a laugh as she stood with the host of this wild and crazy party. For someone who seemed so put together and confident, Sav couldn't figure out why in the World he would apologize for simply asking her questions. "I don't mind, really, I just feel bad talking about myself," she shrugged slightly. Sav wasn't used to talking about herself. While she could be selfish at times she was definitely not a girl who could hold a conversation around herself. "So how about we dance for a song and then you and I can go grab me a new drink?" She smiled lightly as she reached for the hand that had helped her up only a few minutes before, a small grin on her lips, knowing her could deny her, but figuring he wouldn't.
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