Post by alice on Feb 28, 2009 19:18:35 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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ALICE CASSIOPEA STARLING[/CENTER]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Princess, Baby, Darling (all from parents)
AGE: 15
D.O.B.: September 20th
ALLEGIANCE: Death Eater
PROFESSION: Student
WAND TYPE: 7'', Unicorn hair & Dragon Heartstring core, Rosewood, reasonably springy
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Blue
HEIGHT: 5''6
WEIGHT: 129lbs
BODY TYPE: Rather skinny and almost frail; not muscled in the slightest, but very toned.
VOICE: Alice has a soft voice, though she does make herself heard. It's smooth and flowing and pretty; feminine is a good word to describe it.
PERSONAL STYLE: Her styles include only the latest fashions, and the most expensive jewelery; Alice is definitely a fashion queen.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
Alice still has her "baby fat" so to speak in her cheeks. They're quite plump, though this doesn't take away from her natural beauty. Her lips are also slightly pouty and a bit plumper than what the other girl's lips are. Her features are small and soft, not pointed in the least unlike her father and brother's. Alice has been known to have slightly tanned skin and plucked eyebrows, being a girl of high maitnence, as well as having a full face of make up on.[/size]
Her hair ranges from blond with highlights to brown, depending on how she spells it that day. Naturally, though, she is a dark brown with few highlights sprinkled about. She keeps her hair down to the middle of her back normally, though yet again, she does spell it quite a bit and so it could be longer if she so wished.
Alice has an extensive wardrobe, all filled with the top designers. At Hogwarts, she normally is caught wearing her school uniform and high heels, along with a few pieces of jewlery. Outside of school and on the weekends, she wears clothes she brings form her house.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: Alcohol, divination class, other purebloods at times, loud and constant noise, sour tastes, rotton smells, criminals, dementors, the forbidden forest, slimy feelings, country music, mud, snakes, Death Eaters (she's scared of them), Dark Arts class
GOALS:
- Graduate Hogwarts as unharmed as possible
- Catch the eye of one of the pureblood male suitors
- Get a job in the ministry, perferably as an auror
BOGGART: Alice's greatest fear is that one day she'll cross the line in school, with her loud mouth and rather outspoken ways, and her family will pay for it. She's afraid that the school will grow tired of her disobedience and will attempt to get to her through her family.
PATRONUS: Her best memory is probably when she got her letter from Hogwarts and knew she was going to the school. Being rather sheltered and not understanding how bad the treatment at Hogwarts was, Alice thought it would be a fun, lovely little trip and was so excited she'd be able to go and learn how to be a proper pureblood witch.
DEMENTOR: Alice's worst memory is her first day at Hogwarts. In her third class, which was The Dark Arts, she said something out of place and the Teacher decided to use her as a test dummy. She had the crutacious curse applied twice before he was done showing the class what would happen if you were disobediant or refused to do anything. She was both in immense pain and humiliated.
AMORENTIA:
- Perfume
- Gingerbread
- Woodstoves
- Cooking food
BASIC PERSONALITY: Inquisitive, loudmouthed, rash, adventerous, natural leader, bold, posh, creative, suspicious, headstrong
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Maria Ellen Starling nee Thorn
BROTHER(S): Carl Andrew Starling -- 24yo -- Death Eater
SISTER(S): --
OTHER: --
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
HOMETOWN: Wiltshire, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Starling Park
BIOGRAPHY:
I was born on what they say was an unusually cold night in September, almost cold enough to snow. It never snows in England, either, so that's saying something. My father has always joked that it's the reason I've always been so ... strange? Yes, I think that's the word he normally uses. Though I always retort with telling him he's so much stranger than I! My mother is Maria Ellen Starling, her maiden name being Thorn. I've always thought it was such a pretty name; I would have loved to have it. But, instead, my grandmother gave me Cassiopea, and Alice was added in from my mother's secret obsession.[/size]
You see, my mother was never quite sure that muggles were all that bad. In fact, she loves muggle folklore and stories. She's dropped hints for so long at me that they aren't that bad- both my father and herself think I'm slower than I am. I've kept the fact that I'm actually quite intelligent to myself. I would rather they expect less of me than what I am capable of, than more than I could do. But, back to the story. My mother, and her muggle obsession. I myself think that their neanderthals at best- it isn't their fault, per se, the are inferior. They just are. She named me after Alice, a character in the story Alice in Wonderland. The main character, in fact. Sometimes I wonder what the woman was thinking. Especially because she shared this with me- if Father ever found out, I would most certainly undergo a name change!
My years spent as a child were smooth, and I will admit I was quite sheltered. I was given Ball Room Dancing lessons, as well as Horseback Riding lessons ... All those lessons young Pureblood girls are taught, because it is only proper. I'd always loved Dancing, though I'm more into things like the Argentine Tango than Ball Room. My Father would have none of it though- he'd never allow me to take dance lessons when the dance is so phsyical and, as he would put it, dirty. He'd claim it wasn't proper.
As a child, I was rarely yelled at and never was a hand raised to me. Not even when I commited the worst crimes against my parents. They taught me with calm surity and patience that my brother, Carl, had taught them. That's another name I hate: Carl. What are my parents on, exactly? Naming their children such things. At least Carl carries our father's name. I'm stuck with Cassiopea. Isn't it a shame?
But anyways, back to my little biography. I was soon blossoming into a fine young woman as my parents had planned; I even learned how to read and write before any other children my age, which was quite the accomplishment in their eyes. Of course, any parents would think that and want it for their child. When I turned eleven, I think that was the happiest day thus far, though now I realize it was foolish of me for being so happy to see that damned letter. It was the day that Hogwarts sent me my request to attend- or, really it was a demand, because Hogwarts now doesn't allow children to be trained at home even if their parents wish it.
I went out the next day and shopped for what I would need; my clothing, cauldrens, books, ingrediants ... all of those trivial things. The most interesting peice I picked up, though, was my wand. Seven inches, Rosewood, with a core of Unicorn hair and Dragon hearstring. What's that even mean? Unicorn and Dragon? Does that mean I'm a graceful, pure young girl with a bad temperment? I've never understood it, nor do I think I ever will. Maybe I don't even want to. Oh, yes, it was also 'reasonably springy' as the wand dealer put it. Again, I have no idea what that's supposed to mean, but I could hardly care.
Soon I was on my way to Hogwarts. I sat with a few other Purebloods I knew from my childhood years, and we reminisced on our old childhood haunts and what we'd been through together. They all seemed so tense ... so nervous. I hadn't been able to understand it at the time, and sometimes I curse them for not telling me why they acted like they did. I suppose I should have picked up that something was wrong in the air- the older kids, the ones who'd been here for a few years, seemed so defeated and even depressed at the fact that they were headed back to Hogwarts. I brushed it off as them just being stupid- most children and teenagers, after all, hate school adn the idea of having to go to one.
I, however, loved school. Notice how that's past tense?
I was sorted into Ravenclaw, which was interesting in of itself. I wasn't very into knowledge at the time, I don't think, nor am I now. Intelligent? Yes, why of course. But not the book work, studying kind at all! They're a completely different breed than myself. The good news was, though, that my best friend Rachelle was placed in my house as well. What a pair we've made these last few years!
On my first day of classes, in my third class, I knew what was wrong: the teachers were demented and the curriculum was made specially to turn us into young Death Eaters. The others accepted this, however I didn't. I questioned the teacher, however stupid of me that was, and recieved the first punishment out of the batch. He used me as the geaunie pig of the class- showing them what would happen if they disobeyed or questioned.
It's safe to say I don't think any of those kids will ever disobey a teacher here in their lifetimes- I have a very weak tolerance for pain considering I haven't gone through nearly any in my lifetime. I screamed like a banshee.
After that, I kept my head down in classes for my entire first year. I was in shock the entire time, I think. After that shock wore off, however, only hatred for Hogwarts was left. Oh, and for that teacher. God I hate that class now.
The next few years went by without a hitch- a detention or two at most and a few crucios were natural for a person like me, I was told. Now I'm entering my fifth year! And I've only two more years of this crap until I'm free.
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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: 5ish years
HOW YOU FOUND US: I created you DX<
OTHER CHARACTERS: Draco Malfoy
RP SAMPLE:
suck it, bitch. (in other words, look at Draco's XD)
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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