Post by Dominique "Niki" Weasley on Nov 29, 2009 19:26:46 GMT -5
h u g s & k i s s e s
`TAKE MY HAND !
NAME, Dominique "Niki" Weasley.
DATE OF BIRTH,
October 21st.
GENDER, Female
HOUSE,
Gryffindor.
ERA,
Next Gen.
YEAR,
4
OCCUPATION,
SPECIAL ABILITY,
psychic?
CANON OR ORIGINAL?,
canon
`WITHOUT A BACKWARD GLANCE !
LIKES,
- art
- design
- life
- Boys.
- Quidditch
- Singing.
DISLIKES,
- Racism.
- Failing.
- Muggle math.
- potions.
- know-it-alls.
FEARS,
- losing her family.
- not seeing her parents again
- not going back to her time.
- Death.
WANTS,
- to go home.
- a boyfriend.
- to become an auror
- or a teacher.
STRENGTHS,
- DADA
- divination
- dancing
- cooking.
- astronomy
- COMC
WEAKNESSES,
- Potions
- Arithmacy.
- muggle studies
- fighting
- opening up to people.
HABITS/QUIRKS,
- bites nails
- bites lips
- Sings in the shower
- bottles things up
- always has to prove things wrong.
- smart ass.
SECRETS,
- was raped at a party thrown at her friends before attending Hogwarts.
-When she stays at her grandmothers house she feeds the gnomes her vegetables, something she's done since she was very young
-She hates the fact that she's part veela because she doesn't know whether people are interested in her because of that or because of the faint tug she has on them.
OVER ALL PERSONALITY,
Niki is very smart in most of her classes she has straight A's. Niki has photographic memory, and has always had that as an advantage. She is one of the most brilliant of her age. Her mother was very proud of her for that. Nik is very strongly willed,(haha) she doesn't like being told no, and she loves to prove someone wrong. She has an opinion, she'll stick to it. She's most likely to be the newest "Cause Girl." She'll do anything it takes, to make a point. That would be bad and good. They say that Nik is one of the most curious around, and as they say, curiosity killed the cat, she is always looking around and exploring anything and everything. Niki's been told multiple times she's going to end up getting herself killed, mainly told that by her father.[/color]
`BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE !
YOUR NAME,
Jess
YOUR AGE,
15
ROLE-PLAY EXPERIENCE,
Too long..
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Molly Steele.
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"I'd rather be notorious for something scandalous then be invisible because i did absolutely nothing.".
`TAKE MY HAND !
NAME, Dominique "Niki" Weasley.
DATE OF BIRTH,
October 21st.
GENDER, Female
HOUSE,
Gryffindor.
ERA,
Next Gen.
YEAR,
4
OCCUPATION,
SPECIAL ABILITY,
psychic?
CANON OR ORIGINAL?,
canon
`AND LET'S RUN AWAY !
EYES,
Dark brown, almond shaped.
HAIR,
Niki's known for her hair. It is beautiful, silky, and a caramel brown color. Most are very envious of the beautiful color. She usually wears it lazily up in a half bun or pony tail. She loves to mess around with it and just do whatever. She has side swept bangs that go into her eyes.
WEIGHT,
120
HEIGHT,
5'6
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES/FLAWS
Niki is known genuinely as the girl dressed comfortably, with long brown hair. Whatever she throws on(as long as its clean), is what she wears. She is one for comfort not for beauty or such. She has a long cut that runs on her left shoulder from a fall she took years prior. She is also very skinny for her age, something that is not normal. Most suspect anorexia. That is not the case though.
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS,
a heart tattoo on her right wrist.
OVER ALL APPEARANCE,
Caramel dark brown hair falls mid-back length. Almond shaped eyes are covered by side swept bangs. She usually sticks to long sleeve clothes and if not in class, muggle clothes. Niki has the black heart tattoo. She is abnormally skinny and has.
Caramel dark brown hair falls mid-back length. Side swept bangs cover beautiful brown almond shaped eyes. Niki usually sticks to muggle clothes if not in school. She loves to wear whatever she is comfortable in. She loves jeans and hoodies. Nikki loves to put her hair up messily in a random pony tail. You won't catch her out of school without it up. Most people are jealous of the young, thin girls appearance, and are angry at her for being so tom-boyish about herself.
EYES,
Dark brown, almond shaped.
HAIR,
Niki's known for her hair. It is beautiful, silky, and a caramel brown color. Most are very envious of the beautiful color. She usually wears it lazily up in a half bun or pony tail. She loves to mess around with it and just do whatever. She has side swept bangs that go into her eyes.
WEIGHT,
120
HEIGHT,
5'6
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES/FLAWS
Niki is known genuinely as the girl dressed comfortably, with long brown hair. Whatever she throws on(as long as its clean), is what she wears. She is one for comfort not for beauty or such. She has a long cut that runs on her left shoulder from a fall she took years prior. She is also very skinny for her age, something that is not normal. Most suspect anorexia. That is not the case though.
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS,
a heart tattoo on her right wrist.
OVER ALL APPEARANCE,
Caramel dark brown hair falls mid-back length. Almond shaped eyes are covered by side swept bangs. She usually sticks to long sleeve clothes and if not in class, muggle clothes. Niki has the black heart tattoo. She is abnormally skinny and has.
Caramel dark brown hair falls mid-back length. Side swept bangs cover beautiful brown almond shaped eyes. Niki usually sticks to muggle clothes if not in school. She loves to wear whatever she is comfortable in. She loves jeans and hoodies. Nikki loves to put her hair up messily in a random pony tail. You won't catch her out of school without it up. Most people are jealous of the young, thin girls appearance, and are angry at her for being so tom-boyish about herself.
`WITHOUT A BACKWARD GLANCE !
LIKES,
- art
- design
- life
- Boys.
- Quidditch
- Singing.
DISLIKES,
- Racism.
- Failing.
- Muggle math.
- potions.
- know-it-alls.
FEARS,
- losing her family.
- not seeing her parents again
- not going back to her time.
- Death.
WANTS,
- to go home.
- a boyfriend.
- to become an auror
- or a teacher.
STRENGTHS,
- DADA
- divination
- dancing
- cooking.
- astronomy
- COMC
WEAKNESSES,
- Potions
- Arithmacy.
- muggle studies
- fighting
- opening up to people.
HABITS/QUIRKS,
- bites nails
- bites lips
- Sings in the shower
- bottles things up
- always has to prove things wrong.
- smart ass.
SECRETS,
- was raped at a party thrown at her friends before attending Hogwarts.
-When she stays at her grandmothers house she feeds the gnomes her vegetables, something she's done since she was very young
-She hates the fact that she's part veela because she doesn't know whether people are interested in her because of that or because of the faint tug she has on them.
OVER ALL PERSONALITY,
Niki is very smart in most of her classes she has straight A's. Niki has photographic memory, and has always had that as an advantage. She is one of the most brilliant of her age. Her mother was very proud of her for that. Nik is very strongly willed,(haha) she doesn't like being told no, and she loves to prove someone wrong. She has an opinion, she'll stick to it. She's most likely to be the newest "Cause Girl." She'll do anything it takes, to make a point. That would be bad and good. They say that Nik is one of the most curious around, and as they say, curiosity killed the cat, she is always looking around and exploring anything and everything. Niki's been told multiple times she's going to end up getting herself killed, mainly told that by her father.[/color]
`FOR ONE MORE NIGHT !
PARENTS,
Bill & Fleur Weasley.
SIBLINGS,
Victorie and Louis Weasley
PETS,
Black cat named Snickers.
HOMETOWN,
London.
OVER ALL HISTORY,
"Welcome to my world. I was born on October 21st, to Bill and Fleur Weasley. Until my hair turned colors i looked almost identical to my mother, who is a veela. I am the baby to Louis who is three years older to me, and Victorie who is ten years older then me. I grew up spoiled and loved. I learned early from other cousins that i could feed my veggies to the little gnomes. So all in all happy. I went to a muggle school, watched my sister graduate Hogwarts and move on. And am doing the same with Louis. Life couldn't be better. The year i was supposed to turn eleven, i went to my friends birthday party. Her older brother had friends there and their parents went out. The older brother, came into the room, and pulled me out as the others slept soundly.
I didn't know what was about to happen. Me and the brother always fooled around playing video games. I figured it was simple like that. Big brother pushed me onto the bed, and his two friends pinned down my arms and legs. That was when i was starting to struggle. You can imagine what happens next. I haven't told anyone about it. Not one soul. I was to scared no one would believe me. But since i started attending Hogwarts i don't even see him anymore so thats okay with me. I was sorted into Gryffindor making my entire family very proud. No one knew how glad that made me. I was beyond frightened i would be sorted into Slytherin. I'm not sure why i thought that, but I did. I became the newst "Cause Girl," in my first year, when they were threatening to ex out hyppogriffs, and i led a whole rally against it. We ended up winning. Everyone knew my name. I was so excited and proud.
Come my second year, I was happy with my social status, in love with the way that my life was going and then i saw him agian. Big Brother. It. Ugh. I hoped he died. Ugh. My life was going smoothly until then. That was when i actually got to be anorexic. I couldn't eat and the stress was to much. Nobody knew until i fell off my broom in quidditch. That was when people finally discovered it. Discovered my problem. Damn i was so mad. But then i was okay. It took me a few months and I was pulled from school. I almost failed but i returned to school, and caught myself up. My third year was uneventful, and finally I have been going to Hogwarts, playing quidditch and growing up here for four years now. But i stay a bit known and a bit shy. I don't quite know whether people like me for the pull i have, or for me. But either way, life is just begining for me, fourteen year old veela, Dominique Weasley."
PARENTS,
Bill & Fleur Weasley.
SIBLINGS,
Victorie and Louis Weasley
PETS,
Black cat named Snickers.
HOMETOWN,
London.
OVER ALL HISTORY,
"Welcome to my world. I was born on October 21st, to Bill and Fleur Weasley. Until my hair turned colors i looked almost identical to my mother, who is a veela. I am the baby to Louis who is three years older to me, and Victorie who is ten years older then me. I grew up spoiled and loved. I learned early from other cousins that i could feed my veggies to the little gnomes. So all in all happy. I went to a muggle school, watched my sister graduate Hogwarts and move on. And am doing the same with Louis. Life couldn't be better. The year i was supposed to turn eleven, i went to my friends birthday party. Her older brother had friends there and their parents went out. The older brother, came into the room, and pulled me out as the others slept soundly.
I didn't know what was about to happen. Me and the brother always fooled around playing video games. I figured it was simple like that. Big brother pushed me onto the bed, and his two friends pinned down my arms and legs. That was when i was starting to struggle. You can imagine what happens next. I haven't told anyone about it. Not one soul. I was to scared no one would believe me. But since i started attending Hogwarts i don't even see him anymore so thats okay with me. I was sorted into Gryffindor making my entire family very proud. No one knew how glad that made me. I was beyond frightened i would be sorted into Slytherin. I'm not sure why i thought that, but I did. I became the newst "Cause Girl," in my first year, when they were threatening to ex out hyppogriffs, and i led a whole rally against it. We ended up winning. Everyone knew my name. I was so excited and proud.
Come my second year, I was happy with my social status, in love with the way that my life was going and then i saw him agian. Big Brother. It. Ugh. I hoped he died. Ugh. My life was going smoothly until then. That was when i actually got to be anorexic. I couldn't eat and the stress was to much. Nobody knew until i fell off my broom in quidditch. That was when people finally discovered it. Discovered my problem. Damn i was so mad. But then i was okay. It took me a few months and I was pulled from school. I almost failed but i returned to school, and caught myself up. My third year was uneventful, and finally I have been going to Hogwarts, playing quidditch and growing up here for four years now. But i stay a bit known and a bit shy. I don't quite know whether people like me for the pull i have, or for me. But either way, life is just begining for me, fourteen year old veela, Dominique Weasley."
`BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE !
YOUR NAME,
Jess
YOUR AGE,
15
ROLE-PLAY EXPERIENCE,
Too long..
HOW YOU FOUND US, GOOGLE!
FACE CLAIM,
Molly Steele.
ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE,
Quote:
Messy hair, black hoodie, gray tank top, dark blue jeans. The length of her dark brown hair was midway down her back. But today in particular, it was thrown up in a messy bun like thing. She ran a hand over her dark jeans. She smoothed them down. Walking down threw the hotel, had become a daily routine to Noelle Mckenzie. She'd lived there for years now, and as a model they could afford it. She had no known tarnishes on her records. Noelle put her foot up against the wall, retying her shoe lace. She laughed a little. She was so tired, and everything in her life was so messy. Ever since she left modeling. Everything was so damn messy.
Her hair was the first thing. She had just thrown it up, strands falling everywhere, going into her face. She crossed her arms leaning against one wall, eyes locked up on the ceiling of the tall hallway. She was tired of being alone, tired of being ran out of her house. She was tired of her damn mother. She had just left the apartment, at midnight, because her mother and her drunk boyfriend returned home while she was watching a movie. Noelle just wanted to get out. She hated that man. Hate was an understatement. But Her mother didn't care. She sighed. Her mother was still mad at her for everything she'd done. And she blamed Noelle for her loss of a job.She hated that women. Noelle finally decided to saunter down the hallway, pulling her black hoodie tightly around her.
She had just finished watching a movie anyways, and she had been falling asleep on the couch. Now she needed to kill the little energy she had left over, and go for a walk. Or maybe a run. She sighed and glanced over the hotel as she walked towards the stairs. Fifth Floor. The bright sign read. She leaned against the door, before pushing it open. The stairs were bright, beautiful and marble. She liked them. it was like a fairy tale almost. She sighed, and hell, it was her. Noelle Mckenzie. She'd just heard her mother say how much of a wreck and disgrace her daughter was. She sighed, what the fuck ever, she thought to herself.
As if Noelle's mother had a clue it was Peter, the one who her mom had been on and off with since she was little. The one who raped her, the one who had made her daughter such a disgrace. The one who had done the same damn thing to her, over and over again. She shut her eyes at the thought and slammed open the door, running and jumping down the steps. Floor 4, Floor 3, floor 2, floor 1, and out the big front french doors. Noelle sprinted out into the cold wind, and threw her hood up, running, she loved to run sometimes. It made her feel like she could fly if she went fast enough, Noelle sighed as she reached central park gates, and entered. Continuing to jog, Noelle smiled as the fresh air hit her face
Messy hair, black hoodie, gray tank top, dark blue jeans. The length of her dark brown hair was midway down her back. But today in particular, it was thrown up in a messy bun like thing. She ran a hand over her dark jeans. She smoothed them down. Walking down threw the hotel, had become a daily routine to Noelle Mckenzie. She'd lived there for years now, and as a model they could afford it. She had no known tarnishes on her records. Noelle put her foot up against the wall, retying her shoe lace. She laughed a little. She was so tired, and everything in her life was so messy. Ever since she left modeling. Everything was so damn messy.
Her hair was the first thing. She had just thrown it up, strands falling everywhere, going into her face. She crossed her arms leaning against one wall, eyes locked up on the ceiling of the tall hallway. She was tired of being alone, tired of being ran out of her house. She was tired of her damn mother. She had just left the apartment, at midnight, because her mother and her drunk boyfriend returned home while she was watching a movie. Noelle just wanted to get out. She hated that man. Hate was an understatement. But Her mother didn't care. She sighed. Her mother was still mad at her for everything she'd done. And she blamed Noelle for her loss of a job.She hated that women. Noelle finally decided to saunter down the hallway, pulling her black hoodie tightly around her.
She had just finished watching a movie anyways, and she had been falling asleep on the couch. Now she needed to kill the little energy she had left over, and go for a walk. Or maybe a run. She sighed and glanced over the hotel as she walked towards the stairs. Fifth Floor. The bright sign read. She leaned against the door, before pushing it open. The stairs were bright, beautiful and marble. She liked them. it was like a fairy tale almost. She sighed, and hell, it was her. Noelle Mckenzie. She'd just heard her mother say how much of a wreck and disgrace her daughter was. She sighed, what the fuck ever, she thought to herself.
As if Noelle's mother had a clue it was Peter, the one who her mom had been on and off with since she was little. The one who raped her, the one who had made her daughter such a disgrace. The one who had done the same damn thing to her, over and over again. She shut her eyes at the thought and slammed open the door, running and jumping down the steps. Floor 4, Floor 3, floor 2, floor 1, and out the big front french doors. Noelle sprinted out into the cold wind, and threw her hood up, running, she loved to run sometimes. It made her feel like she could fly if she went fast enough, Noelle sighed as she reached central park gates, and entered. Continuing to jog, Noelle smiled as the fresh air hit her face
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