Post by ellie on Mar 1, 2009 13:58:13 GMT -5
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
[/font]I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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GINEVRA MOLLY WEASLEY[/CENTER]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: no way in hell is anyone allowed to call her ginevra, except for her parents (and even that doesn't go down well). ginny is the most common nickname, followed by gin. weasel is just annoying, as is anything related to her hair colour.
AGE: twenty six
D.O.B.: eleventh of august
ALLEGIANCE: the order
PROFESSION: unemployed right at this moment
WAND TYPE: nine inches, yew wood and dragon heartstring core
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: blue
HEIGHT: five foot five
WEIGHT: one hundred and nineteen pounds
BODY TYPE: short and slender, with quite a lot of muscle from quidditch playing
VOICE: ginny's voice is feminine but capable of drastically changing volumes. she speaks quite fast, with a distinct english accent
PERSONAL STYLE: having grown up the youngest in a large family, ginny is used to wearing hand-me-downs and old clothes. nowadays, this isn't any different; she hardly pays attention to the fashions. because of money problems, she has a few 'special' sets of robes which she wears to special occasions, but otherwise wears old clothes. having never lived for materialistic items, she doesn't see any need or want to start right now. plus, the fact she hasn't grown in height since the age of sixteen means that she fits into her old clothes.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
"unfortunately for me in these times, just by a glance at me instantly reveals what my name is. the vivid red hair that grows out of my hair is hereditary of all weasleys, and it seems all of the wizarding world know that. this means that i have to often cover up my hair if i want to 'stay under the radar', something i don't like doing. not only does it show my pride in my family, i also class it as one of my favourite attributes. my mom has always encouraged me to grow my hair long, to make a change from looking at all the boys' haircuts i suppose. but anyway, for most of my life, it has indeed been long. currently, it reaches almost to my elbow - its a pain to hide, but i love my hair. i manage to keep it in good condition and it always feels quite silky to touch.
my face, according to dad, is like the feminine version of the twins'. thanks dad. it's heart-shaped, but apparently when i set my jaw (which i do a lot when i'm angry), it amazingly resembles fred's and george's. pssh, yeah whatever. i do actually have quite a lot of freckles which are always brought out by the sunlight. in the summer, my face looks like i got a really bad tan because my face is engulfed in freckles. in the other months however, they are only splattered across my nose and cheeks. ron says they make me look 'cute', trust me, that comment did not go down well.
my eyes are blue. i'm not going to lie, they're nothing special, just... blue. my eyelashes are naturally a ginger/blonde colour, so i have to wear mascara. mind you, i guess i got lucky because mascara is the only make-up i normally wear. my face is free of any blemishes or marks (apart from the bloody freckles). my nose is quite thin and straight, without the ski jump that most purebloods are damned with having. my pink lips are thin, pretty much like the rest of me, but i deal with it.
i've always been quite slender for my age - and no, before you ask, it wasn't because my parents couldn't afford to feed us all. i've always been lively and energetic and i seem to get burn off whatever i eat. i have quite a bit of muscle in my arms and legs from quidditch practise and running, but not too much so i look like a man. that would be horrible, having massive muscles. i guess i'm not perfect in appearance, but i definitely try to rock my looks, and my enormous amounts of confidence helps that."
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: voldemort, coffee, death, big fires, avoiding the public eye, silence, betrayal, feeling upset, her height, thunder storms, sitting around doing nothing
GOALS: to get revenge for harry's death, get voldemort out of power and things back to the way they were, become a professional quidditch player,
BOGGART: "my greatest fear probably was voldemort taking over the wizarding world, ironically enough, because that was what happened. so now, i guess, my greatest fear is my family dying. all of them, because i couldn't imagine singling any of them out and saying that i would feel sadder when one of them died compared to the rest."
PATRONUS: "my best memory is a summer day at the end of my fifth year at hogwarts. i was dating harry, and me, him, ron and hermione were all down by the lake, laughing and having a good time. everything was so perfect until voldemort took over."
DEMENTOR: "the death of harry rocked me to the core. after voldemort killed him, i literally broke down and no one knew what to do with me. they were all so used to seeing the lively, upbeat ginny that they had no idea that i could be hit by someone's death so hard. but i loved harry, and always will do."
AMORENTIA: fresh air, men's cologne, baking bread
BASIC PERSONALITY: self-confident, brash, vivacious, witty, cunning, adventurous, snarky, independent
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: molly (prewett) weasley, fifty seven
BROTHERS: bill, thirty seven, charlie, thirty five, percy, thirty one, fred and george, both twenty nine, and ron, twenty seven.
SISTERS: none, and she would have it no other way
OTHER: fleur (delacour) weasley, thirty, sister-in-law
BLOOD STATUS: pureblood, although she actually gets on with muggleborns
HOMETOWN: the burrow, near ottery st. catchpole, devon
CURRENT RESIDENCE: a small flat in the middle of london
BIOGRAPHY: can i do it later? pretty please? xD
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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
[/font]I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
you notice someone like me,
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RP EXPERIENCE: four years?
HOW YOU FOUND US: email, because i was on the old site (;
OTHER CHARACTERS: none yet!
RP SAMPLE:
For once, Saphira was on time. Anyone who knew her, knew that her time-keeping was awful, although she tried to pass it off most of the time as being 'fashionably late'. Everything had been reluctantly packed, not wanting to leave home yet, and not wanting to have to return to the place for her Junior year. The years were going past so fast it was hard for her to keep up. She stood, bags shoved on top of a massive suitcase at her side, hand on the handle, ready for the Hogwarts Express to leave. One thing she did not miss about Hogwarts was the stupid little first years who always seemed to make it their business to get in your way. Saph huffed as one right at that moment ran into her side, and she glared down at them.
The whistle blew, announcing the train's departure and the University Express' arrival.
Saph made her way towards the train, lugging the heavy suitcase behind her until a luggage cart came into her view. She gratefully heaved it on top and then it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared in her line of sight. So, this was the start of her junior year, eh? Soon she would be leaving the world of education and diving into the deep-end of employment. Merlin, the years had zoomed past, hadn't they? She shook her head in dismay at her thoughts and made her way to the usual place where she sat on the Express - the Slytherin cart. As much as she moaned about the University, she loved being around her friends. Saphira was in her comfort zone at the University, and she didn't want to leave yet.
The familiar colours of green and silver washed over her as she entered the last carriage - the Slytherins. Home again. She smiled to herself, saying a quick hello to some faces she recognised from last year, the smile still solidly on her face. Even if some of the Slytherins might've been, Saph wasn't afraid to show her emotions. That was just the type of girl she was. Her eyes scouring the cart, they stopped abruptly at the sight of some wrong colours. Blue and bronze; a Ravenclaw? This meant someone new and different to talk to. Saphira boldly walked over to the girl and sat down opposite her. "someone's feeling plucky today."
She tilted her head on one side slightly as she took in the girl's appearance. She was definitely a junior, like her, because she looked like a similar age. "or maybe just in the mood to piss off some slytherins." A mischievous grin spread over her face as she admired the girl's courage. Maybe she would've been better suited as a Gryffindor, not a Ravenclaw? Hmm, maybe not, because the Headmistress seemed to know what she was doing when she determined everyone's house. "let me tell you a secret darl'. the first day back is not the best day to get on a slythie's nerves. most of them are hung over, wanting to make a party out of their last night of freedom before university starts again."
Saphira was right about this, like normal. Looking around quickly, she spotted at least four people who had that hung-over, dead look about them. Poor people, they should really learn to hydrate themselves in the morning after. She found that that method had always worked for her, getting rid of her hangovers straight away. She turned her head back to the girl. Ahh, she knew her name, somewhere in the back of her memory. Come on, think Saphie. "though, i admire your courage. not the usual ravenclaw, are you? most of them have their heads stuck in a book twenty-four seven." No, her name was escaping her. The more she thought about it, the more trickled away from her grasp. It was like when you woke up from a dream, but the more you thought about what had happened in it, the less you could remember. "what's your name?" It was always nice to know the name of the person you were talking to. Just formalities, something her parents had taught her a long time ago.
The whistle blew, announcing the train's departure and the University Express' arrival.
Saph made her way towards the train, lugging the heavy suitcase behind her until a luggage cart came into her view. She gratefully heaved it on top and then it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared in her line of sight. So, this was the start of her junior year, eh? Soon she would be leaving the world of education and diving into the deep-end of employment. Merlin, the years had zoomed past, hadn't they? She shook her head in dismay at her thoughts and made her way to the usual place where she sat on the Express - the Slytherin cart. As much as she moaned about the University, she loved being around her friends. Saphira was in her comfort zone at the University, and she didn't want to leave yet.
The familiar colours of green and silver washed over her as she entered the last carriage - the Slytherins. Home again. She smiled to herself, saying a quick hello to some faces she recognised from last year, the smile still solidly on her face. Even if some of the Slytherins might've been, Saph wasn't afraid to show her emotions. That was just the type of girl she was. Her eyes scouring the cart, they stopped abruptly at the sight of some wrong colours. Blue and bronze; a Ravenclaw? This meant someone new and different to talk to. Saphira boldly walked over to the girl and sat down opposite her. "someone's feeling plucky today."
She tilted her head on one side slightly as she took in the girl's appearance. She was definitely a junior, like her, because she looked like a similar age. "or maybe just in the mood to piss off some slytherins." A mischievous grin spread over her face as she admired the girl's courage. Maybe she would've been better suited as a Gryffindor, not a Ravenclaw? Hmm, maybe not, because the Headmistress seemed to know what she was doing when she determined everyone's house. "let me tell you a secret darl'. the first day back is not the best day to get on a slythie's nerves. most of them are hung over, wanting to make a party out of their last night of freedom before university starts again."
Saphira was right about this, like normal. Looking around quickly, she spotted at least four people who had that hung-over, dead look about them. Poor people, they should really learn to hydrate themselves in the morning after. She found that that method had always worked for her, getting rid of her hangovers straight away. She turned her head back to the girl. Ahh, she knew her name, somewhere in the back of her memory. Come on, think Saphie. "though, i admire your courage. not the usual ravenclaw, are you? most of them have their heads stuck in a book twenty-four seven." No, her name was escaping her. The more she thought about it, the more trickled away from her grasp. It was like when you woke up from a dream, but the more you thought about what had happened in it, the less you could remember. "what's your name?" It was always nice to know the name of the person you were talking to. Just formalities, something her parents had taught her a long time ago.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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