Post by rose nymphadora weasley on Mar 1, 2011 20:26:53 GMT -5
ROSE WEASLEY
FEAR OF A NAME INCREASES FEAR OF THE THING ITSELF
FEAR OF A NAME INCREASES FEAR OF THE THING ITSELF
BIRTH NAME: Rose Nymphandora Weasley
NICKNAMES: Rosie
AGE: 16
DATE OF BIRTH: May 5th
BLOOD STATUS: pureblood
ORIENTATION: Straight
WAND: holly wood, phoenix feather, 12.4 inches, supple and springy
HOUSE/YEAR: Gryffindor/6th year
I DON'T NEED A CLOAK TO BECOME INVISIBLE
GENERAL APPERANCE: Rose has curly red hair that is the tame version of her mother’s hair, with her father’s color. She usually has her hair up in a pony tail when she can’t handle it, and is never straightened. She refuses to spend all that time in trying to make it straight when she could spend that time sleeping instead. She has baby blue eyes that she always covers in pretty makeup. She isn’t that much of a girly girl but she does like to look pretty. She wears a lot of hippie inspired clothes, long skirts that flow up when she spins around and tank tops no matter what the weather is.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Her ears are pierced and she recently pierced her nose in the middle. She hid it from her father successfully for the whole summer and is excited to show it off during the school year.
CLOTHING STYLE: She has nice balance between punk rock and hippie style, she wears ripped and torn jeans (usually held back together with safety pins or patches) and t-shirts from several causes that she supports. She has a thing for shoes, and usually wears Chuck Taylors that she draws all over.
ACCIO BRAIN!
LIKES/DISLIKES: likes: guitar, pranks, Christmas, eyeliner, being free
dislikes: getting caught, religion, how protective her father is, The Execution Squad and flying
STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: strengths: potions, speed reading, swimming, self defense and making things explode
weaknesses: chocolate, peanut butter, her best friend, soft things, and the thought of absolute freedom
GENERAL PERSONALITY: Rose is a hippie child who spends most of her time with her cousin Fred and her best friend Davies. When she isn’t with them, she spends her time with some other girls in her band. It’s a new thing for her to hang out with other girls, but she is really starting to like being able to talk to her cousin and other girls about the strange feelings she’s getting for her male best friend. She loves pulling pranks and she is rarely without a smile on her face.
TIME IS MAKING FOOLS OF US AGAIN
FAMILY MEMBERS: Hermione (nee Granger) Weasley - mother
Ronald Weasley - father
Hugo Weasley - brother
Bill Weasley & Fleur (nee Delacour) Weasley - godparents
Fred Weasley - favorite cousin
BIRTHPLACE: Born in Puddlemere
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Her parents bought a cute little flat in London when she was three for the additional space.
HISTORY: Rose was the first born child of Ron and Hermione Weasley. She was the result of many years of attempting to have a family, in combination with Hermione’s crazy work schedule; they rarely had time to be together, let alone enough to have a child. Ron ended up kidnapping Hermione, forcing her to a Irish bed and breakfast and took away all of her electronic devices that yelled at him periodically. Hermione was grateful for the break, and they conceived Rose.
When Rose was about two years old, her parents brought home Hugo. Apparently she took one look at him and asked when they were going to bring him back. Rose did not take well to being dethroned as the baby. Ron gave her a guitar and put her in lessons to let Rose that her mommy and daddy still loved her. She spent a lot of time with her cousin Fred who was the same age. Fred and Rose spent all of their time together, and the first song she learned the whole way through was Happy Birthday, when he turned six.
On their first day at Hogwarts, Rose and Fred met another little boy on the train, the three shared candy and decided to be best friends for life. That promise stayed true. Weasley, Weasley and Davies went through a lot together and she’s trying to realize why she blushes a lot more near Davies and why she gets a butterfly feeling in her stomach whenever he’s around.
I DON'T GO LOOKING FOR TROUBLE.
THEME SONG: "Three Small Words" by Josie and the Pussycats
MIRROR OF ERISED: A life and a family with Davies
BOGGART: Spiders
PATRONUS: Panda bear
DEMENTOR: When her brother brought home a pet spider and it got loose in her bed.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Obsessed with Korean TV dramas, chocolate frogs and anything that smells like vanilla.
THIS IS A SCHOOL, MR POTTER, NOT THE REAL WORLD.
NAME/ALIAS: Bellz
AGE: 19 (but will be 20 in 22 days!)
OTHER CHARACTERS: This is mah first!
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: made it!
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Shiloh smelled the air, the summer would be over soon. Autumn was when the leaves would change in the forest and the whole world would prepare for it's slumber. She tried again at her coffee cup, still finding it as empty as she left it. With a defeated sigh she looked over to the blonde male. He was good looking, she had never seen him around before which meant one of two things. He was something dangerous from the forest or he worked for Lucy. In all honesty, she was hoping for the dangeous magical creature option.
She was stuck in her gaze when the stone started to crack under her and slide down. She barely managed to grab a solid piece by the time she blinked and watched the crap hole of her life flash... she was okay? She held onto the man and found nothing but good smells and an excellent body. Well... when Stacey makes fun of her for not staying home that night, or not getting some food with Shayne, she was going to have a better story for the other female runaway wouldn't she?
Her train of thought was brought to a crashing halt when she watched the rest of the floor... and more importantly her coffee cup fall to the ground nearly three hundred feet below them. She buried her face against his chest and just tried not to think about what would've happened if he decided to take a walk around the block, or go to a different building. "I see you believe in the humor can make a bad sitatuion seem funny thing, good thing I'm a firm believer as well." Not to mention she couldn't feel any fat on him what so ever. Her on the other hand was a bit too curvy and busty to rule out the possibility that it wasn't just her.
She took her head away from his chest and looked him over as well since he was doing such a blatent job of it. His messy blonde hair and killer eyes were having her feeling weak in the knees. Good thing he was holding her, or she might've fallen down the lovely hole in the building. He looked to be around thirty something, not that it mattered much to the seventeen year old runaway. She pushed some of her firey red hair behind her muiltple times pierced ear and smiled up at him.
"Shiloh, my name is Shiloh." she stammered and felt like falling into the hole over how pathetic her voice sounded. She was horrible at talking to cute boys. Sure she lived with guys but they were her family, therefore mentally castrated by her. "Pleasure to meet you Vasch."
