Post by Isolde lisette Flint on Feb 10, 2012 17:34:22 GMT
Isolde Lisette Flint
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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full name: Isolde Lisette Flint
nicknames: Issy.
birthday: December, sixteenth.
age: seventeen
house: slytherin
blood status: pureblood.
face claim: Melanie Iglesias
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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likes: men, books, reading, writing, slytherins, females, kissing, chocolate, potions, running
dislikes: spiders, gryffindors, hufflepuffs, herbology, diet coke, people who are prettier than her, people gossiping behind her back, blondes, The forbidden Forest
strengths: intelligence, fast, dancing, drinking, charms, letting people believe she likes them, appearing nice, cooking
weaknesses: jealous, big mouth, men, opening up, trusting people, caring too much or too little
veritaserum:
-She is a very big book nerd.
-She had a Gryffindor for a best friend.
dementor: Loosing her brother.
patronus: A Fox. Due to the fact that she and her mother had rescued one from death.
sexuality & relationship status: Straight, Single.
I HEARD ONE ON YOU
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father: Marcus Flint, 40, Ministry
mother: Pansy Flint (Parkinson), 38, Trophy Wife
siblings: One Brother, 17 (Twin), Slytherin
others: nope
overall history:
Isolde and her Twin Brother were brought into this world on the first of May, only two years after her mother and father had married. It was a blessing to the both of them, yet a complete shocker since Pansy had not yet been ready for twins. Of course, Marcus was more than ecstatic since he had gotten both his girl and boy out of the bunch. It was right then and there that the two had realized this was going make their family much, much stronger than it had been before; A year or so after Isolde had come along, Pansy and Marcus had found her to be one of the most energetic little girls that they had ever had. She was walking before they had knew it and getting into things that she shouldn't have.
At the age of four, Isolde found the beauty of dressing herself in her mother clothes. Putting her jewelry on all wrong and still thinking she had looked just like mommy. Pansy had loved that. After all of those years of never wanting any children, she was more than happy now. Not only that she had a daughter to carry down the bloodline, but a best friend at that. A little shadow as you could say, always wanting to sneak up on mommy and daddy, just to see what had been going on. Isolde was a happy child, and never had a dull moment. Yet, with her brother there had been plenty of those dull moments and fights.; At the age of seven, Isolde found herself growing a little distant from her brother since he had now been getting all of the attention.
It was then that her brother had figured out his ability with magic, something she envied. It was her who should have gotten her powers first, not her. Or that was what she had thought. Of course, Pansy and Marcus were not disappointed that Isolde hadn't found the ability yet. But they knew it was coming soon. There was no doubt in their mind; The age eight had decided to roll its way around placing Isolde outside with a few friends on her birthday. A neighbor boy by the name of Scotty happened to joined the party when he clearly was not invited. Moments later, Isolde found cake in her face as if the boy had thought it was funny. The anger built up, bringing anger and fury to her face. Quickly, and instantly, the boy was found halfway across the yard and into the ground pool.
Like any magical parent, they had been happy. Even though they had to apologize to the boy about it all; At the age of eleven, Isolde had gotten her acceptance letter, bringing tears to her mother and fathers eyes. She was now a part of the school they had all went to as children. Both she and her brother.; Tagging along through Hogwarts, both Isolde and her brother had been inseparable, always sticking by one another side. No one dares to harass Isolde when he had been around, due to the fact that he had carried a temper to him; From the second year to her sixth, Isolde had made plenty of friends and enemy's. Even a ton of Boyfriends, which was crazy enough. Her most favorite class had to of been potions. It was easy to learn and to get by with her.
Now entering her seventh year, Isolde had the weight of the world on her shoulders. Graduation. Hopefully she would get by just right unlike her father had and end up getting held back even longer than he had. But that was surely impossible, she was a straight B student.. possibly even a C in there. She did enjoy studying hard, but now she is allowing the male population to get in her way.
YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: Becca
gender: Female
age: 21
contact: MSN and PM
how you found us: Advertising on Unforgivable Curse.
other characters: none
experience: almost seven years.
role play sample:This wasn't happening. It could have been. The only class Isolde had actually enjoyed and yet, she received a detention for getting a little out of line with another student from the SLytherin house. Ridiculous. Pointing to the student, she found herself rambling on with excuses upon excuses on what that student had done to start it all. Her face glowering red with anger as she kept looking back and forth from her to the Professor. "If that little tyrant would have minded her own business, it wouldn't have turned into this." It was a constant point of the finger.
Isolde had never been the one to allow a Slytherin such as that one to push her around. She was her own individual, and in her mind she called the shots when it came to pairing up for their potions class. If only Draco had been around they wouldn't of had that problem. She would have been quiet and sane. Possibly have finished with her project without any hassle. But that was impossible. It seemed Isolde had never worked well with anyone really. Looking up to the professor, she merely fell to her knees. 'Detention.' Rang from the lips sending Isolde up to his office. "But Professor!"It was no use. Her words were worthless.
Hanging her head low, she found herself seated in his office with a bunch of other students. What they had been in for, she didn't care to hear. Pushing her hair back, she made a seat at the very back of his office. Not too far from her sat same student. Her heart raced with anger as she tried to make as little eye contact as possible. Of course, the two were weary of one another after what had happened long before. But she wasn't going to let her get in the way of her day now. She didn't need it to get any worse than it had already been.
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